Hello, I am the Heam, this is my blog, and i get to make the rules.
First off you can request things, Art as well as fic, just like lower your standards severely for both, do not be a cunt, just do not, NSFW is fine too, just ask nicely and it will come to you in a couple (hundred) business weeks
Favourite ships for hetalia at least are pruk and ruseng, make of that what you will, but I’m open to pretty much anything, so just shoot an ask if you wish!
thegoliathbeetle asked:
“Dammit please don’t start crying” for the na bros 🙏🏽
I dont write enough of these two, let’s change that, context of au in the tags
Nothing was going to plan right now, absolutely nothing, they had burned the cake to smithereens, it tasted fine, at least that’s what Arthur said, but his taste buds were not to be taken seriously, and besides it looked quite like a cowpat.
He had gone off to stall Ivan somewhere, he was a good liar so they believed that he would be able to, Jack and Eleanor had been taken care of via an afterschool club that ran till 6, most ran till 4:30, but the science club was having its awards ceremony today so they were dealt with through an almost uncanny twist of fate.
Now it was up to those two to keep everything together, and both were failing miserably, Arthur had told them just to, in his words “Don’t set the house on fire, flood it or find another way to destroy it.” Those were his exact words, at least he wasn’t expecting very much, though for Matthew at least that made it worse, not entirely sure why himself, but it made it worse.
Alfred knew Matthew tended to get volatile when under this kind of pressure, easily the most rational of all 6 of them, but even he had his moments, and by how anxious and fidgety he was now, this seemed like it was getting to be one of those moments, it was best to avoid him in such situations, Alfred knew this, off by heart nearly, it had happened enough times before that he knew what he was doing.
Matt was rushing about at almost a dizzying speed, pacing in the way Alfred usually did when excited, though more fevered, and of course, far less joyous, even sitting his leg was bouncing up and down irritatingly fast, Father had always been harder on Matthew than he had been on him, Alfred may have been the oldest, but he needed the spare to be even better, that was years ago, Father was dead now, but the remnants of that were still present, Arthur and Ivan’s standards were odd, likely because they hadn’t interacted with children for decades before them, their whole thing was that they could be really good at what they liked to do and be good enough to get decent grades at.
Matt had loosened up a lot under this system, because even under the agency, the teachers there were teachers of adults, they expected more of him than he was comfortable to provide, Alfred could usually keep up, and Jack wasn’t expected to just yet, and he was stuck in the middle.
Matthew had gone pale.
This was not good, he stilled too, deep breath, that failed, he started to pace again, went up to his room, and closed the door behind him. Fuck.
Alfred rushed upstairs, Matthew had barricaded the door, he spoke through it, he was loud enough “Dammit, Mattie please don’t start crying, let me in?”
Matthew didn’t want to, he was being foolish, stupid, a fucking idiot, but he did anyways, Alfred immediately grabbed him and didn’t let him go for a while, he may have not had the most tact when it came to…just about everything, but sure as hell could he try, Matthew was taller than him already, lanky bastard he was, Matthew stilled, either to do with comfort or because Alfred was stronger than he looked and his ribs were being abused.
A wet cough “Alfred…!”
He let go, “Are you good bro?”
“Yes, yes, I’ll be fine.”
He could hear Jack coming into the driveway, this was not good “Mattie, calm down dude.”
“I am calm now, you are the one panicking Alfred?”
“Right, right.” The door opened, Alfred and Matthew snuck down, Matthew’s eyes were still a little red, Arthur caught the slightly wet look Matt had going on, but had absolutely no idea why that was the case, had he hurt himself?
The house was still in one piece and a twice over showed nothing, Ivan was occupied by Jack and Eleanor excitedly telling him something about snakes, Arthur caught their eyes and tried to question, Matthew shook his head and looked up the stairs, this was to be discussed later, but for now, the planning had to commence.
germanyskrazythiccass asked:
Sky blue, sunny d, and mossy moss
I would love to know too krazy, for both the crimes and for what is going on in my brain, I haven’t unlocked the paywall yet so I just do shit
And fair, I’m not actually that scary, just a little unnervjng
Romerica: Waltz no.2 Shostakovich
Fruk: Cinderella waltz, Prokofiev
Lietpol (Could be pruliet too): Sibelius Violin concerto
Spaus: Liebstraum, Liszt
Ruseng: Vase Sentimentale, Tchaikovsky
Ameger: Radetzky march, Strauss Sr
Rusame/Amerus: Rite of spring
Request me please!
Native English speakers! What foreign language did you learn in high school and/or college?
Spanish
French
German
Chinese
Japanese
Russian
Arabic
Your country's Sign Language
Latin or Italian (sorry, wanted to put both but had to combine for space)
Other (comment :))/Not a native English speaker but want to see results
(If you learned more than one, pick the one you learned the most or took for the longest time or enjoyed the most or whatever. Pick the one most meaningful to you.)
Anonymous asked:
Who’s literally the unluckiest nation, like- the most likely to get stuck in elevator or get struck by lighting
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Matt, canada, the fuck has such bad luck, Alfred and Jack have a way if cha cha sliding their way out of death but nah this fucker has been ganged up by a herd of geese, a moose and a black bear at the same time as he tried to run from his car to his house during a thunderstorm
