Mehr sein als scheinen
“True strength is keeping everything together when everyone expects you to fall apart.” - Unknown

(RP blog for the character of Axis Power Hetalia. NSFW blog None of the art in here belongs to me unless I say so. Previously yourawesomenesspreussen)

stalking

kxnigsberg:

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          You told me to bite you though——
            At least I acknowledged you regardless of how.

"Not literally, my dear.
At least that. I am so happy that tears of joy are dripping from my face.”

Fake tears, more precisely. 

[[ gilbert that’s rlly rude :C ]]

[[he is really really rude. it’s his nature.]]

i want to talk to lala but gil is like ‘hisses i am not going to talk to natalia’. jfc, gilbert

kxnigsberg:

          “Give me your arm then.

            That I’m tired maybe?”

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"As if.

Tiredness doesn’t excuse hissing like a rabid cat.”

kxnigsberg:

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         Of course I can talk. Why wouldn’t I be able to?

"Bite me. But what else should I suppose when you are just hissing like some kind of animal?"

Forget stardust—you are iron. Your blood is nothing but ferrous liquid. When you bleed, you reek of rust. It is iron that fills your heart and sits in your veins. And what is iron, really, unless it’s forged?

You are iron.

And you are strong.

kxnigsberg:

          That’s one way to give her energy to talk.

          I still have it, thank you very much!

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He gives a light chuckle.

"Looks like you still can talk rather than hissing around." 

nakedrussia:

[Ava? Oh. Ivan remembered about the times Gilbert spoke about her, and even though he never met her, he had a formed conception. A positive conception. And now he will only meet her through Gilbert and Roberto’s memories.]

Ah, Gilbert. I’m really sorry.

[He lowered his shoulders and sighed. Not this again. Seeing Gilbert losing someone else was just… argh. Even knowing how he was feeling, he couldn’t just know the right words to comfort him. It was frustrating. In silence, he put an arm around Gilbert’s shoulders and stood with his eyes on the backyard, not really paying attention to anything there. Only a few moments later he turned his head to watch Gilbert. The cigarette. Ivan wasn’t much of a man to express his true feelings through facial expressions. Which is… weird. But this time it was clear in his eyes.]

I’m here, okay? For whatever you need.

It’s okay. I am alright.

[They both knew it was bullshit, but he would rather lie to him, a lie told many times will eventually become a truth, won’t it? It took him almost a whole minute before he noticed he had Ivan’s arm around him and eventually it made him turn around, specially after Ivan had spoken.]

I know you are, thank you.

[He bumped his forehead ever so slightly on Ivan’s arm and sighed, getting the pack of cigarettes and offering to Ivan.]

Do you want?

kxnigsberg:

songofprussia

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          Hisses at fellow albino. She too tired to question what he is doing here or even attempt conversation.

"Hissing like that is rude. One would thought you still would retain some of your good education."

ausdemwald whispered: Does it bother you when I sit on your lawn?

ausdemwald:

songofprussia:

No…?

It’s weird. But it doesn’t bother me.

[Half smiles] You were abundantly clear that one day I overstepped the line. Thank you Gilbert.

So don’t let your paranoia take the best of you. You can still sit on my lawn, if you want.

God knows why you feel joy doing that but whatever floats your boat.

nakedrussia:

[Outside, Ivan turned around when Gilbert sat on the floor, and he didn’t understand much what he was doing. And then… his eyebrows frowned  He felt like asking more and more questions as the cigarettes were being lighten up, but instead he let the other go on. God.

The cigarette itself wasn’t a problem for Ivan. It never was. And he actually didn’t mind if Gilbert had started that habit again, but… knowing something had caused that couldn’t let him even more worried.

After a heavy sigh, he slowly walked and then sat next to Gilbert, his head slightly tilted to the side, his eyes on the other. He knew now. With everything weird happening with people since the previous year— with people disappearing and dying without an explanation. He knew how much this troubled Gilbert and now things made more sense.]

Who?

[It was his only question. He would let Gilbert talk more if he wanted to. Or not.]

[Gilbert knew Ivan wouldn’t judge him about the cigarettes, but that wasn’t the issue. It was how he seen himself and the habit of smoking, and knowing that he had himself go weak enough to get into old habits was the whole issue.

However, as much he hated himself for being weak, he couldn’t stop bringing the cigarette to his lips once again. He was copping and the nicotine certainly had a soothing effect. Not that he could explain.]

Ava. Roberto’s sister.

[It was his answer while blowing up the smoke, watching it dissipate slowly in the air. He did seem to be taking this better than Ludwig’s disappearance but in reality, he was just numb. And tired. Tired of liking people and having to see them gone. ]

ausdemwald whispered: Does it bother you when I sit on your lawn?

ausdemwald:

songofprussia:

No…?

It’s weird. But it doesn’t bother me.

*Shrugs and doesn’t meet his eyes* I don’t call ahead to make sure. I realized it might not be welcome.

[There’s a heavy sigh in which Gilbert rubs the back of head just slightly.]

I don’t know about you but I’ve never been found of being ‘polite’ just for the sake of appearances.

If you were not welcomed, I wouldn’t invite you in, or, rather, I would’ve told you straightly away that you were a pain in the ass.

my early hetalia days (and that was back at 2009) is  summed by these two videos

This one  (and this was the first video I ever saw of Hetalia. Before that I was only going by the comics)

And this one 

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