Wait Wait Wait, Headcanon That Germania Was A Little Shit When He Was Younger Like Prussia Was.

Wait wait wait, headcanon that Germania was a little shit when he was younger like Prussia was.

thats..actually canon.

runs in the family to be a snarky asshole i guess

Edelweiss

“This flower is for you.” That was what her beloved former husband said to her as he held out a small, white and delicate looking flower for Erzsebét to take. “I got it myself.” Was added, almost like an afterthought.

She blinked, staring at the flower in his hand before recognizing what kind it was and looking back in awe at the man who gave her this special flower. Regaining her senses, the brunette took it from him, making sure to be gentle with it.

What a gift! She didn’t mean to sound ungrateful, certainly hoping Roderich wouldn’t think she didn’t appreciate the flower he had gotten her. However, she had already asked him why before she could stop herself from asking the question that took full control of her thoughts.

“It’s been quite a while since a last got you flowers.”

“You really didn’t have to do this just for me.” She told him at his simple response. He had gotten her this flower for no real reason whatsoever.

Roderich, bless him, was not the most athletic type.

Never had been, but she loved him anyway. Loved him so much.

However, he was very skilled at mountain climbing. If he felt like it. The Austrian usually preferred to be at one of his homes, honing his skills with musical instruments.

So the thought that he would go through all this trouble he did to get her this single Edelweiss himself told the Hungarian woman that the man she loved still returned her feelings.

Day 4 flowers

The edelweiss became a symbol of courage and also has means dedication.

could you possibly draw something with the world cup? your art is great and i’d love to see that!

i dont watch but i might as well add onto the pile of disappointed fruk shippers!.. 

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Older drawing, but I figured I could post this as a combination of the prompts flowers and history.

Austria wears a military uniform and Hungary’s dress, is Sisi’s hungarian coronation dress.

The flowers are the tulip and the edelweiss.

Very First Kiss

“You’re hurt.” The boy heard someone say and his purple shaded eyes widened. He knew that voice and he knew exactly who it belonged to.

That voice had spoken to him with obvious malice too many times before to be forgotten. Austria wouldn’t be able to run away now.

The other boy had always been faster than him, and now that he had badly injured his leg he was barely able to move forward at all. As he stared at it he could see the amounts of blood streaming from the wound on his leg where he had torn it open as when he had taken a fall down a hill with a deep slope.

“Stay away.” He yelled repeatedly as loudly as he was able to manage. His best was not good enough however, as he looked at the figure that continued to approach him. It was only a matter of moments before he would get beaten up again and he raised his arms in front of him. Instinctively, because it would be as useful as attempting to run away from the other.

“Just stay there and it will be over soon.” Tears began to gather in young Roderich’s, as he was sometimes called, eyes. He didn’t want to go this soon. He was sure he could become great, was meant to become great. His boss had told him so.

“Don’t cry.” The voice told him and the next thing Austria heard was the sound of tearing fabric. His curiosity at hearing the sound enabled him to blink away his tears for a moment.

As he did that and managed to get a proper look at one of his usual tormentors, he was confused that the other boy was wearing a dress. The bottom of the dress had a rather large tear in it and as the boy in a dress came even closer, the Austrian realized the boy held part of his dress in his hand.

Kneeling before him, the bully started to wrap the piece of fabric around his injury. “It’s not that bad. Just a nasty scrape really. It will heal soon.” Just as the end of the fabric was tied to keep the make shift bandage in place other voices could be heard yelling and the strange bully stood up quickly.

“I have to go now. You’ll be alright.” Already running away, he called after the person that was now so confusing to him. “No, I will not be alright.”

At that the other stopped and ran back just to fall on their knees. “You will be. I know you are strong.” Saying that Hungary bend down and placed a gentle kiss on top of the make shift bandage before running off for real this time.

Watching the back of the slowly disappearing figure, Roderich softly cradled his injured leg and waited for Switzerland to find him and bring him home.

No one had ever kissed him before.

His first kiss.

Day 2: First

(Hungary becoming more feminine after learning she isn’t a boy, instead of being forced into being more feminine (wearing dresses and stuff.) under Austria’s rule.)

Roderich whispered gentle and kind words to his crying wife, trying to keep his voice as steady as he possible could while attempting to calm her down.

This was the woman he loved and seeing her so upset made his own heart ache even more at their current situation.

Erzsébet clung to him, her tears soaking through his shirt as she apologised over and over again, ignorant to the words her husband said to her.

“I’m sorry, Roderich, it is what my people want from me,” She managed to tell him between the sobs that shook her “but I still love you.”

“I love you as well and I understand that we must do as or people tell us. It will be alright.”

And he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

“We will be alright.”

“No we will not be alright. When I leave, I’m truly walking away from you.”

These words brought forward fresh tears of his own, hearing her repeat what she told him earlier. The Hungarian woman had walked into his study and told him that she was leaving him.

He should have told her that he loved her more often.

“I don’t want to walk away.” She told him again.

Her people wanted her to leave the double monarchy, and so she didn’t have a choice.

Whipping away his tears he looked into her eyes.

“We knew this was coming. That our marriage was ending.”

She shook her head in denial.

“Yes, we did.” He insisted. “The events of the last battle made everything happen so very fast, but it was clear what all these things were going to lead to.”

He didn’t get a response and they simply kept standing where they stood. Unmoving, except for the tremors moving through their bodies as their tears slowed down at last.

“I need to go now.” She whispered.

As he let go of her, the long haired brunette turned around as walked away from him.

There was just one last thing he had to do before he could let her walk out of that door, marking the end of their marriage.

“Ungarn.”

She turned around and he could see how red her eyes were from all her crying.

“I love you.”

She turned her face away from him and walked out the door before Roderich could see the renewed tears that he knew were escaping her eyes.