#2p!Germania

[augustus-scaevola]

Send me ancient ships! 2p preferred but since 2p ancients isnt super popular 1p is fine (just specify)

did i spend way too long making this because i wanted to play but the other boards didn’t have all the answers i wanted? yes. yes i did. so uhh feel free to send stuff in, and also feel free to use the board for your own game!

[j0jorocity]

names for my 2ps

hi I’m bored uh idk I’m gonna list out the names of the 2ps of my universe

the ones in italic my gf came up with, some are just the popular fanon names

not including countries I don’t have names for

2p Italy - Luciano Vargas

2p Germany - Luther Beilschidmt

2p Japan - Kuro Honda

2p America - Allen Fitzgerald Jones

2p England - Rochester Kirkland

2p France - Absolon, but I use Jacques Bonnefoy. I might switch between the two sometimes

2p Russia - Nicholas Braginsky

2p Canada - James Williams

2p Romano - Nero Vargas

2p Spain - Caín Hernández Carriedo

2p Switzerland - Koloman Zwingli

2p Liechtenstein - Adalaide Zwingli

2p Lithuania - Kęstutis Laurinaitis

2p Estonia - Maksim von Bock

2p Latvia - Aleksandr Galante

2p Poland - Czesław Łukasiewicz

2p Turkey - Selim Adnan

2p Philippines - Ramil Rizal

2p Thailand - Atid Charoensuk

2p Indonesia - Kebanggaan

2p Malaysia - Mahathir Kirkland

2p Singapore - Taufik Kuan Yew

2p Rome - Remus Vargas

2p Nyo Rome - Agrippina Vargas

2p Ancient Egypt - Amunet Hassan

2p Ancient Greece - Eris Aetos

2p Germania - Adalhard Beilschidmt

tbh for the SEAsians I seriously doubt I’ll really give them much attention like the other ones 😭😭😭 I’m so sorry they are just not my favourite characters and I know shit about them. They do have cards made by my gf so um if you wanna see those idk please do tell me

I have very obvious favourites you’ll find out soon I’m sorry guys 😭😭😭 I’ll make a list of names for my ancients next idk

[augustus-scaevola]

Augustus: Germania's getting horny again.

Otto: LEAVE ME ALONE

[aquaverse-hetalia]

Hallo, Lieblingsmensch

Egino swam around the tank. Mating season was soon approaching, which means he'd have to find a mate soon. It was just a matter of finding one he's interested in. Sure, there's some cute merms here, but they hadn't exactly approached him yet with the exception of Eirik. The brown haired and purple eyed orca merm. Egino happens to also have brown hair and purple eyes, but he's a whale shark.

"So, let me get this straight," Dillon said. The Irish redhead is Egino's caretaker. "You want us to try to help you find a mate?" Egino nodded. "Yeah." Dillon sighed. "Elizabeta is heading out soon to see if she can find anymore merms if you want to head out with her." "Ok," Egino said.

"Wait, so the reason you want to come today is because you want help finding a mate?" Elizabeta asked as she put on her wetsuit. "That's right," Egino said. "So long as you help in bringing in whatever merm we find," Elizabeta said. A nod from Egino. He could do that. After getting ready, Elizabeta got into the water and started swimming with Egino in front of her. It may have taken some time, but the two did come across a merm trapped under a rock. It seems to have fallen add landed on her tail. Both her hair and eye color seemed familiar. At the same time, he couldn't help the slight attraction he felt towards her.

"Does it hurt?" Egino asked. She nodded. Egino swam over to her and did his best to lift the rock on his own. She whimpered when it moved a bit. Ok, not doing that. Purple eyes look at Elizabeta when she showed up. That's when the Hungarian saw what was going on. She then rushed over to help Egino lift the rock off the mermaid's tail. The mermaid in question pulled herself free and the rock dropped where she was. She was then brought back to the sanctuary where the doctor looked her over and she was put in the water shortly after.

"Mama!" A familiar voice called out. Both Egino and Yggdrasil, as they learned her name is, looked to see Beck rushing towards her. Ah, that would explain the familiarity. She's Beck's mother. Yggdrasil smiled and hugged her son. Egino noted how she also happens to be a tiger shark.

[maplesyrupandsnow]

ᕦ ooc: hello my name is maggie! i have caved in and decided to make a hetalia ask blog and rp blog hehe, ofc this account will have rules with asks, i hope i can interact with other rp blogs out there! feel free to moot me or anything hehe my main is; @magdalenepie ᕤ

Hi everyone ^_^, my brother Alfred wanted to make a blog for me. It took some time but its finally here! I hope I can make some new friends on this place.. hopefully they can remember who I am

(˘·灬·˘)

Anyways, have a great day! And no weird questions please..

Also go and talk to my 2p! counterpart, James will ya?: @ask-the-woodsman hes fun to be around! Trust me.. he just doesn't know how to open up to others.

- 🍁🇨🇦

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RULES MOVED TO THSIS POST

number 1: no nsfw asks! i appreciate it when you interact on my blog but do not send anything in my inbox thats overtly sexual or graphic. i dont know you and you dont know me.

number 2: no traumadumping or venting, once again i dont know who you are personally. keep in mind i am playing a character not a therapist. if you have problems please tell them to someone else

number 3: do not expect me to know much about canadian history, yes i am a history nerd but i am not canadian. please correct me if i get any details wrong.

number 4: no racism, sexism, transphobia, homophobia, or anything hateful in my inbox. it will be immediately deleted as i do not tolerate any of those things

number 5: NEVER force ur aus or ships on me! this is pretty self explanatory and if theres an arc going on please am me abt it. thanks

overall thats all i have to say, thank u ^_^!!

ADDED NOTE:

CANAME/FRANADA SHIPPERS DNI!!! I DONT WANT ANY CANAME/FRANADA SHIPPERS ON MY BLOG THANK YOU

my other blogs: @magna-libera-germania, @elizabeta-hedervary , @ask-the-business-man , @ask-the-woodsman

[lady0ctavia]

As We Ponder Belief

(2p!Prussia x Reader) - Chapter 45

Note: Let's be real here. If you've read up until this point, then you already know dang well what's going on. From here on out, this is just going to be used to give you bits and pieces of useful information. Such as the fact that Alaric Beilschmidt is aph Germania.

Also, what the heck even is a plot at this point? Though I will admit, I know how it'll end. Thank you for those who've been along for the ride, and to those who will stick with me as I continue this fun little fanfic. There's still more to go on this bad boy because I never learned how to shut up. Stay tuned! :)

As the shrill call of a rooster filled the air to wake the morning sun, the blacksmith awoke as well. Groggily, he blinked the sleep away from his eyes, groaning as he sat up. Getting up off his bed, he got dressed, tied back his long blonde hair, and prepared to get started on his work for the day.

As he entered the living area, he surveyed the room and looked out the window. The sky was a hazy, grayish blue, with scattered clouds along the horizon. If he had strained his ears, he would hear a few of the other townsmen and women readying themselves for the day. It was just before dawn. The same time he awoke every morning. Taking a deep breath and stretching his arms over his head, he paused only when he heard a shuffling noise from outside. Taking a look out the door, he saw his youngest son organizing their tools.

Deadpan, the man nodded in approval at his son's efforts, pleased to see him working first thing in the morning. However, this was unknown to the boy, as his back was turned to his father. As the man went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, his thoughts drifted from topic to topic. Internally listing off the day's itinerary as he prepared porridge for him and his son.

The old married couple down the street commissioned a sword for their grandson's birthday... The father of the church still needs new hinges for the chapel doors... A newlywed couple commissioned a cooking pot... Let's see, what else is there...

As he carried on making breakfast, his thoughts began to drift back to his son, Ludwig. He was always so responsible and diligent. Never complaining. Always did as he was told and was working hard to learn his father's trade. Normally, such thoughts would make a father beam with pride. But on this day, Alaric Beilschmidt's heart was heavy with grief.

His thoughts turned to his other two sons. A set of twins, both of which had albinism. This curious condition gave them each a distinct and striking appearance, with stark white hair the color of snow, and skin so pale it almost seemed translucent. The two boys would have looked completely identical if not for their eyes. The older of the two, Gilbert, had purplish eyes that gleamed red when the sun hit them just right. Whereas the younger twin, Gillen, had the most intense, blue gaze he had ever seen. Even when he was a toddler, he swore that icy blue could cut right through him. Another difference was that, while Gilbert liked to keep his hair short, Gillen preferred to grow his out. Something Alaric always secretly appreciated.

What wasn't appreciated, however, was what the twins did nearly five years ago to the day. The two of them decided to run off to join the Teutonic Order. A memory that still brought about a flurry of unwanted emotions for him. Sadness, anger, frustration, confusion... And regret. And though he missed them, he at least hoped they were happy. However, there was always the fearful voice in the back of his mind that told him his sons were dead. Having perished at the end of a pagan's club or dagger. He could hardly bear the thought.

Once he finished making breakfast, he set the bowls on the table and went out to his shop. Opening the door, he saw Ludwig poking around the coals as he prepared to light the forge.

"Ludwig, it is time for breakfast," Alaric stated. His son looked back up at him, sky-blue eyes burning just a little from the ash.

"But I'm not hungry yet. And there's work to do," He said bluntly.

"The forge can wait for you to finish eating. You cannot work properly on an empty stomach," Alaric informed.

Giving in, Ludwig followed him into the house. After saying a quick blessing and digging into their meals, he idly watched Ludwig as he ate. Again, his thoughts drifted back to Gilbert and Gillen.

Gilbert was always so active and outgoing. Extroverted to the greatest degree, and never truly learned how to keep his mouth shut. Even when it would do him good. Regardless, he was always able to make friends and allies quite easily. And he was a hard worker who picked up the craft with ease. So much so, that Alaric believed his eldest son to be fit for nothing else. Sure, he could fight as a knight and potentially do well. But what of those who make the swords? The shields? The armor? The nails and hinges that hold together the doors? Or the gates that kept people safe? Work like that went to the blacksmith, a mantle he was proud to bear for his community. And one that his eldest son readily threw away like it was nothing.

Becoming agitated at the thought, he instead allowed his thoughts to traverse to Gillen.

In a stark contrast to his twin, Gillen was always so quiet. Introverted and shy, he highly preferred to keep to himself. While he did well enough in his father's shop, Alaric could always tell his son's interests lie elsewhere. After the passing of the boys' mother, Gillen became fascinated with medicine and the human body. Even to the point where he was using all the money he earned to attend the medical school there in town. Where he ultimately ran into men leaving for the German House of Saint Mary in the Holy Land. A hospital where his son was certain he'd find his place in the world.

But as fate would have it, his two boys ended up going far up north with the Teutonic Knights. A fact he was only made aware of by the rumor mill weeks after they departed. He could still recall the sickening twisting sensation in his stomach when he received the news.

As both Alaric and Ludwig finished their breakfast and got ready for work, the former pondered the nature of the latter. Of Ludwig, the third son.

It astounded him how, in a way, he was a practically perfect combination of his older brothers. Ludwig was often deadpan and appreciated quietly working on his own. But at the same time, he had no qualms about getting in someone's face and calling their bluff if they tried to swindle money out of him. He also had no problem saying exactly what was on his mind, granted he was already a part of the conversation. He even wasn't opposed to shouting when he felt it was warranted. He possessed Gillen's sense of silent observation, and Gilbert's tremendous work ethic.

In short, he was proud of his sons. All of them.

"I still can't believe he ditched us like that!" (y/n) growled, bitter and angry.

Gillen sighed, deadpan and tired. "I know, but I'm sure Gilbert will come around. He gets like this occasionally. He's stubborn, but deep down he cares a lot about what people think of him."

"Maybe a little too much," (y/n) added on.

Gillen only affirmed her statement with a solemn nod as they rode through his hometown. Just earlier in the day, Gilbert spotted some of his old friends in the distance and decided to run off to "catch up" with them. Which, of course, meant that he still wasn't ready to face their father. While deeply annoyed, Gillen at least took comfort in knowing that Gilbert's friends knew to look out for him. One friend, a Spaniard named Antonio, was a bit airheaded. However, he was more emotionally grounded. Meanwhile the second friend, a Frenchman named Francis, was overly emotional, but still had enough sense to talk Gilbert down whenever he was about to stir up trouble. He'll be fine. I think.

Riding along, (y/n) was amazed by how busy everything was. People walking to and for across the road, all of them talking and getting along with daily chores and errands. Merchants advertised their goods and services to all who'd pass by. All around were the sounds of a bright and lively civilization. A far cry from her quaint, sleepy village back in the northeast.

"There's a lot more people here than I remember," Gillen mentioned. "Looks like they've expanded."

"Gillen, what's the name of this town, again?" (y/n) gave his sleeve a light tug.

"Vienna," He answered. "Though at this point, I'd probably call it a city. I wonder how many people here will remember me..." His voice trailed off, sounding both curious and unnerved. Sensing his unease, (y/n) moved close and clung onto his arm, ignoring the late summer sun.

"No need to sound worried, darling. Everything will be fine," She attempted to comfort him. Appreciative, he held her hand, but still remained a little unsure.

"To be honest, Engel, I'm surprised you are not nervous yourself. You do realize you are about to meet your future father-in-law, right? As well as a new brother-in-law in Ludwig."

(y/n) felt her heart sink into her stomach. "Actually, I haven't really thought about it. I mean, I knew it was happening, but for almost three weeks, it was just the two of us. I honestly never thought about anyone else. But now that I'm thinking about it... I'm starting to freak out a little," She admitted with some sheepishness, starting to feel a cold sweat forming on her brow.

"I can understand that. Please just keep in mind that, when you meet my father, be yourself. I get the feeling he'd like you," Gillen lightly nudged her with that last sentence.

"What makes you so sure?"

"Who else can be so daring and lovely that she managed to turn a knight away from the Order, while also having the gumption and zeal to shame and humble a dining hall full of grown men?" A wide smirk formed on Gillen's face; one so big it rivaled that of his brother.

"Gillen!" (y/n) gasped, embarrassed by the memory of her outburst in the dining hall so long ago. Blushing, she pulled the hood of her cloak over her head.

Gillen laughed out loud. While this kind of laughter from his was rare, she adored it all the same. But was too ashamed to raise her head or lift her hood. Smiling fondly at his adorable angel, he brought her hand up to his lip for a quick kiss.

"I love you, (y/n)," He whispered quietly enough for only the two of them to hear.

(y/n) didn't lift her head, instead squeezing his arm tighter. "And I love you too."

Some time had passed by until they had reached a somewhat quieter street, with only a few people milling around. Up ahead, (y/n) could see a house slightly bigger than the others around it. Accompanied by what seemed to be some kind of outside workstation. Gillen took a deep breath in through his nose. Then, exhaling slowly from his mouth.

"That's it, isn't it?" (y/n) felt her heartbeat accelerate, realizing that this had to be the place.

"It is," Gillen confirmed.

As they approached, (y/n) scrunched up her nose at the smell of smoke. But she was nonetheless intrigued among hearing the clamor of hammers beating down on metal over and over again. Getting closer, she saw two male figures standing over an anvil. The younger of the two standing back and observing the other's efforts. Both had their backs turned to the couple. And (y/n) felt everything around her still as she realized just who these two where. Even Gillen appeared in awe of the family he hadn't seen in so long.

Urging the horses to stop, the cart ceased moving, now sitting in front of the house. With great anticipation, and some fear, Gillen got off the cart. Helping his beloved down, he saw that his father and younger brother were so engrossed in their recent project that they hadn't heard them arrive. Gulping, Gillen held (y/n)'s hand tightly. Taking a few steps forward, they stopped when Alaric Beilschmidt finished hammering and turned around. Ludwig followed not even a second after. As the two stood there in shock, Gillen spoke.

"Hello, Vater. Ludwig. It's... Been a while."

Previous Chapter - Next Chapter

And so both aph Germania and Germany make their grand appearances! I'm so happy to get to them, because I've been thinking about them since the beginning! As always, please let me know your thoughts!

[my2phetaliaheadcanons]

Characters

                                                         70/119?

                              2ps are known to lust for blood and power.

Below lies are those that have allowed themselves to be made know, though not without a PRICE.

A:

           America

           Ancient Egypt 

           Ancient Greece

           Ancient Persia

           Australia

           Austria 

 B:

           Belarus

           Belgium 

           Bulgaria 

C:

           Cameroon 

           Canada 

           China

           Cuba 

           Cyprus

           Czech Republic

 D:

           Denmark

 E:

           Egypt

          England

           Estonia 

F:        

           Finland

           France

 G:

           Germany

           Germania 

           Greece

 H:

           Holy Roman Empire 

           Hong Kong 

           Hungary

 I:

           Iceland 

           India

           Ireland

           Italy

 J:

           Japan 

K:

           S. Korea

 L:

           Ladonia 

           Latvia

           Liechtenstein 

           Lithuania

           Luxemburg 

 M:

           Macau

           Moldova

           Molossia 

           Monaco

 N:

           Netherland     

           New Zealand 

           Niko Niko Republic 

           Norway

 O:

           None at this time

 P:

           Philippines

           Poland 

           Portugal 

           Principality of Wy 

           Prussia

 Q:

           None at this time

 R:

           Republic of Kuglemugle

           Romania

           Romano 

           Rome

           Russia

 S:

           Scotland

           Sealand

           Seborga

           Seychelles

           Slovakia

           Spain

           Sweden 

           Switzerland

 T:

           Taiwan

           Thailand

           Turkey

           Turkish Republic of Cyprus 

 U:

           Ukraine

 V:

           Vietnam

 W:

           Wales

 X:

           None at this time

 Y:

           None at this time

 Z:

           None at this time

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[sanguedinondrago]

Titolo:Das Gefühl von allem (Il sentimento del tutto)

Personaggi: Germania (Georg Joseph Beilschmidt); Italia Veneziano (Marco Vargas)

Genere: Angst., Guerra, Malinconico Coppie: GerIta

Avvertimenti: Guerra

Note aggiuntive: Damoje de angst pesante daje pt 2. A sto giro je damo de GerIta potente, una delle mie Otp più longeve che ormai son più di 10 anni che shippo religiosamente e a cui sono affezioanta in tutte le sue forme 2p compresa. Non so perché mi è sempre stato facile scrivere Germania, e la sua versione 2p non è molto diversa. A sto giro l'ho dovuta dividere in due perché era partita come una cosa da 1000 parole  adesso ho superato le 4000. Non so quando la parte due verrà postata, idealmente la settimana prossima, ma al momento mi sto dedicanto ad una FraIta che avevo in testa da tempo - se avete letto Centoquarantaquattro anni vergine, sapete lol - e voglio buttarla giù prima che l'ispirazione vada via.  Il titolo è un riferimento alla teoria dell'amore di Hegel, il filosofo a cui ho rubato il nome per Germania e Prussia - lunga storia lasciate perdere un giorno la racconterò su tumblr forse lol

[fairytypingg]

rambles abt my 2ptalia au

i want 2 preface this by saying that this is only loosely based on the common fanon interpretation of the 2ps. the au has my own flavor, and a different setting/reason that the 2ps exist. that being said, here you go!

our story begins with the ancients. the story goes that once upon a time, ancient brittanica stumbled upon a mirror. she shared it with her fellow ancients, allowing rome to keep the beautiful ornament of conquest for safekeeping. one day, germania and rome were roughhousing, when one of them bumped into the mirror, and it suddenly spat out two people! doubles of germania and rome, only with their looks and coloration slightly altered. upon this revelation, each ancient took turns touching the mirror, creating a copy of each of themselves.

the copies had been summoned into our world, and found themselves unable to return. to reassure their doubles of their good intentions, the ancients decided to hold a day of games. the ancients formed pairs with each of their copies, and they played games and feasted for the whole day, earning the copies the title of "second players"(later shortened to 2ps).

the day came to an end, and late into the night, the ancients made a desicion. their 2ps would become citizens of their respective nations, with universally protected nobility. the ancients remained good friends with their 2ps for the rest of their lives.

or at least, this is the story that their children(and grandchildren) grew up with. however, these nations assumed it was nothing more than a bedtime story, a fairytale to entertain them in their youth.

and that's the backstory!!! next up is the prolouge of events.

arthur kirkland knew of magic. he knew of the stories, which ones were real and which ones were yet to be proven true or false. however, he also knew of day to day mundane necessities.

he found something very interesting while going over his latest census data. he found a household that seemed to almost transcend possibility. the family seemed to exist not only in england, but also in france, america, and canada. after calling the respective nations to verify this claim, arthur began to investigate.

he reached out to the head of household, a man going simply by "Oliver"(no last name given).

his letter was quickly responded to with a cheerful, vanilla-scented disposition. the man, oliver, explained to him the story of his youth, elaborating that many things about him and his friends transcended possibility, but that their kind, the mirror people, had been long forgotten by time.

he also asked that arthur keep it between them, given that these 2ps were happy with their way of life, and didn't wish for it to change.

arthur accepted graciously, and soon ended correspondance with oliver, later putting it out of mind entirely.

now, we go to the actual story! just a summary so far, the ancients made friends with their 2ps after accidentally trapping them in our world, but time forgot the 2ps. england discovers the 2ps, but doesnt tell anyone. everyone got that? let's move on!

luciano and his brother were invited to a large-scale music festival by allen. luciano, being allen's ex-boyfriend, was less than excited about going, but his brother, flavio, was close friends with oliver, allen's older brother/father figure(?)(their relationship is intentionally unclear)

so off they went, and landed in america with just enough time to make it to the festival before they stopped letting people come in.

flavio quickly finds oliver, and the two saunter off to mingle and catch up, leaving the younger italian to his own devices.

luciano, with nothing better to do, decides to go find allen and pester him. after a while of being unable to locate the american, he stumbles upon the one hes been looking for, performing!

the music is loud, and the people are annoying, the whole place reeks of cheap beer and luciano just wants to go home.

still, luciano is nothing if not stubborn, and starts trying to make his way to the stage, trying to get allen's attention. he's beginning to wish he had put his foot down and refused to go.

then, someone grabs his hand, turning him around.

"hey dude, there you are!" the stranger grins. he's tall and blond, with a cheesy movie star smile.

however, one look at luciano's violet eyes and the color drains from the stranger's face.

"can i help you?" luciano hisses, and the color returns to the stranger's face, said color being red.

"uh- sorry, i thought you were someone else..."

luciano furrowed his brow. "i've never been to one of these before. if allen is too busy to care, and your friend is missing, why don't you show me what this is about?" he smirked, figuring the best payback would be to make allen jealous.

not that luciano cared what allen thought. it's not like they were dating anymore. right?

and so the rest of the night, the stranger, alfred, showed luciano around the festival, they became fast friends, if not a little flirtatious. finally, luciano meets up with his brother as the event begins to close. he notices allen out of the corner of his eye, likely wondering who tall, blond, and handsome over there is and what he's doing with luciano.

spurred on by spite and the small bit of alcohol he had this evening, luciano pulled alfred down and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek, pressing a slip of paper(his phone number) into his palm.

and there you have the setup for the story!! luciano goes on to have a will they wont they with alfred, while allen watches jealously from the side. flavio is also dating 2p spain, named santiago, and luciano hates santiago with every fiber of his being.

siegfried is 2p germany, and he is a good boy who can do no wrong :)

theres also kuro, im sure you can guess who that is. he's a pervert and a weeb. hes a little bit silly

and also among them is siegfried's brother, klaus. klaus is selectively mute and very tired. all the time. get this man a hug and a nap.

and that's my au!!! i hope yall enjoyed it!! i'll b making more content 4 it, so lmk what u want 2 see!!!!

[puchixtomatoxparade]

Hetalia RP Server looking for fun and active members!

Hello! I have a server looking for some roleplayers if anybody would be interested. We ask joining members to be at least 16+, please!

We have multiple AUs to choose to RP from, along with canon verse of course, and multiple events planned every month. We allow Canon, Ancients, Nyos, 2Ps, and OCs (As long as they are a nation or a micronation in the micronation wiki list), and a friendly community looking for new people to RP with always! If you have any questions feel free to ask, and I'll try to get back to you as soon as I can <3

As of time of posting this, canon characters that are open are:

Aerica

Ancient Rome

Belgium

Cameroon

China

Cuba

Cyprus

Ecuador

Egypt

Estonia

Germania

Hong Kong

Iceland

India

Indonesia

Kugelmugel

Ladonia

Liechtenstein

Lithuania

Luxembourg

Macau

Malaysia

Monaco

NikoNiko Republic

Northern Ireland

Scotland

Singapore

Slovakia

South Korea

Taiwan

Thailand

Vietnam

Wy

...With many more if you're open to Nyos, 2Ps, and OCs!

Thank you for your time and we hope to see you there if you're interested!

[ask-2p-hetaliaaa]

Do Caligula and Germania get along?

Mun: I mean- For the most part, I guess LOL Germania knows how to piss Rome off just to the edge of his boiling point then stop FDJGDHB But really, they're friends! Caligula likes to act like he hates him, but they've been together for such a long time that separating them just feels wrong.

(Also suggestions for Germania's name would be great <//3)

Here's the transparent version since I KNOW someone is gonna want it

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Feelings

December 16th Prompt: Culture/Love

Character(s): 2P Germania (Egino Bauer), 2P Svealand (Yggdrasil Darrhǫðrsdóttir), 2P Hálogaland (Loki Aðagislson)

@welovefrukmerunning

Egino didn’t typically stay in relationships. He was normally the heartbreaker. There was one he could never get to, though. And that’s the red headed Yggdrasil. He didn’t know why, but he wanted to have her and no one else. That’s why he’d been in so many relationships before. The purple eyes brunet tied his hair in its usual ponytail.

“You know, there are other ways of getting her attention other than trying to make her jealous,” another voice said. Egino looked over to see that it’s Loki. Of course it’s him. The northern folk have to stay together it seems. “What would you suggest then?” Egino asked. “Make her dinner,” Loki said. “Give her a gift. Let her know you care about her.” With that, Loki walked off and left Egino to think about that.

When Yggdrasil opened the front door, there was a snowman in the front yard and it looked like there was something on one of its hands. Curious, she put on her boots and coat before walking to the snowman and looked at what it was holding. It was a necklace with mjölnir, Thor’s hammer. She smiled and took the necklace, putting it on. She may not know who gave it to her or who made the snowman, but she did appreciate it. When Yggdrasil saw Egino next, she was still wearing the mjölnir necklace.

“Hey, Egino,” Yggdrasil said. “Oh, hey Yggdrasil,” Egino said. “Nice necklace.” She smiled and touched said object. “Thanks. Someone left it on a snowman in my front yard. I figured whoever left it there left it for me.”

That night, Egino had invited Yggdrasil to his place. Just before she had arrived, he had finished making dinner for the both of them. As the time had gone on since then, Yggdrasil noticed the way he was acting. Leaning forward, Egino pressed a soft kiss to Yggdrasil’s lips. Did she push away? No. Instead she kissed back.

[j0jorocity]

LUTHER BEILSCHIDMT (2P Germany)

(I’ve been so scared to post this all day but here we go lol)

Age: 24 Height: 5’8 Weight: 160 lbs (72 kg) Personality/Background: To sum him up, he likes beer, sleeping, and procrastinating. There’s always more than what meets the eye, however.

Luther is a people pleaser at heart. He wished 2P Germania had paid some sort of attention to him—maybe he wouldn’t have clung on so hard to his “friends” that probably don’t give a rat’s ass about him. He has a hopeless devotion to Kuro Honda, and possibly Luciano, even though he knows he will probably never be loved back by them. And he can’t say much about his brother either… to put it nicely, he wasn’t there.

He’s actually pretty friendly. Out of the Axis, he’s the most sane, but probably has serious attachment issues. He is naive in love but always hopes for the best when it comes it—which has resulted in his heart being broken multiple times—but he keeps trying again. He’s a hopeless romantic.

His favourite song is “Lovefool” by The Cardigans. You could see how it fits him. He also has a really good relationship with 2P Romano, but is a bit annoyed about how most of the time he doesn’t seem to care too much about the things he tells him about himself.

(erm yeah here’s the gay emo depressed boy……. really scared to post the character cards because I don’t want people thinking it’s cringe or too dark or whatever, but I’m just gonna try to have confidence that maybe this will work out and maybe I’ll gather an interested audience 😭)

[aquaverse-hetalia]

Mermay, huh?

[1p2p-heta-imagines]

Hello, I hope you're having a nice day! I really like your 2p Rome (I enjoy HATING him JFNDJSJ) and I was wondering if you had any headcannons for 2p Germania? His relationship with 2p Prussia and 2p Germany? Anything really!! =D

(Hi!! My day has been alright, thank you, I hope you're having a wonderful day!!)

- He was very close to Gilen and actually raised him decently, he was strict but he was never hostile towards him and he gave him as much as he could afford, not being very wealthy

- He never actually met Lutz, he dissolved before he ever could, but is immensely proud that Gilen did his best to raise and wishes that he had the chance to meet him at least once

- His name was previously Geralt in this blog but got changed to Anzo as it’s more accurate to the time period

- He was raised in the Chatti (an ancient Germanic tribe), and they believed that a man could only shave once he had killed an enemy and cowards remained with beards, this is the reason that he constantly shaves and never grows out his beard

- He only hangs around with Remus because Remus never leaves him alone and he’s long since stopped trying to get him to

- Doesn’t talk much, mostly conveys his feelings through facial expressions and noises to indicate different things

- Actually very patient, and doesn’t get angry too often unless he has good reason to despite most people thinking otherwise due to his resting angry face

- Technically doesn’t have any friends because most the ancients don’t talk about him, they just acknowledge his existence from time to time and he does the same to them. The only people he really talks to are Remus because he’s forced to, and 2p Britannia because she tries to be friends with everyone as long as they’re a decent person 

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Yandere 2p Germania

Requested by Allie

Amalric as a yandere will fall for his darling by her kind actions. She was one of the few to show him kindness when the rest either ignored him or feared him.

As his feelings intensify Amalric will be torn between wanting to whisking her away and to romance her into his arms. So, he picks a happy middle by taking her to areas of solitude while creating beautifully simple romantic gestures. This works for a while, until even the thought of another man talking to her is too much.

With his patience at its limit, Amalric uses the comfort of the isolated dates to hide his darling away. The hidden home, built in the Black Forest are where they will reside. Her freedom to roam is stripped away and no matter how much she begs, threatens, or cries the wooden house is where she will stay.

The ultimate goal would to be marriage, and he is willing to wait lifetimes if it means that one day she will say yes. His unlimited patience means that he will never raise a hand against his bride-to-be, instead he lets the silent treatment and isolation do the work.

Once he gets his yes, Amalric takes the time to craft a small wedding in a meadow. The sun sparkles through the glade on the handmade lace cover arch way where the two meet in front of his closest friends and family.

Now married there is no true escape. He will always find her and bring her back. Returning her to the confusion of being not only a wife to a man she does not truly love, but a mother his children.