#Hungary cherry

[quarter-lif3crisis]

Let's go Oscarr first winn. I'm so gassed but omg that podium 🥶. I was praying for a Mclaren 1-2 but not like this 😭😭😭😭. I'm praying they resolve this 'cause I've been going on and on to anyone who would listen about how landoscar are the best pairing on the grid 😭😭. Also lando not spraying Oscar with the champagne hurt😭😭😭. But 👏👏👏 to Lewis for p3 Oscar for his first win and the mclaren 1-2. And omggg nico hosting the after interviews and the interview he had with Andrea stellar and giving him advice

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[chromaticabomination]

The almond tree above the city

This almond tree blooms at the side of the Gellért hill above Budapest.

[xasymptotax]

Spring in Budapest, 2022

[pebblegalaxy]

Gerbeaud Café: A Tale of Hungarian Culinary Treasure

The historic Gerbeaud Café, located in the heart of Budapest, Hungary, is one of the oldest and most famous coffeehouses in Europe. The café has been serving delicious pastries, cakes, and coffee for over 160 years. To safeguard and enhance a precious treasure is perhaps one of life’s most beautiful and exhilarating gifts. Gerbeaud Café is undoubtedly one of Hungary’s most renowned culinary…

[myysaints]

saw your requests are open so i’d like to request something! something angsty because this came to me after listening to ‘cherry’ by harry styles :p reader is danny’s ex but they broke up, few months later he’s dating someone else and reader is now in a (new/fresh) relationship with another driver, max/charles i couldn’t decide so i’ll let you do that! ♡ just something angsty like him realizing how much he misses her but she’s moved on and happy 🫶🏼 hope this makes sense? ah, love your stuff btw!!!

thank u anon you're so sweet! and ughhhh this request was IMMACULATE cherry is one of my favourite harry styles songs. wasn't sure if you wanted a socmed fic, if u did lmk and i'd be happy to adapt it into one! but i hope you enjoy nevertheless :)

I, I just miss I just miss your accent and your friends

Daniel stares down at his phone.

What a cruel twist of fate it is that the moment he opened his Instagram, he sees you.

You’re laughing in the picture, your hand looped around none other than Max’s neck. You’re sprawled on the Red Bull driver’s lap, and there’s a giddy grin on both of your faces, Max’s arm wrapped protectively around your waist. It feels bittersweet, seeing that familiar sweet smile of yours, only now it’s pointed at another man.

It’s only one photo in a carousel of others posted by your best friend. Why Daniel still follows her, he has no idea. But he stares at the photograph of you for longer than he’d like to admit.

There’s a shuffling noise from the kitchen, and Daniel’s new girlfriend pokes her head into the room. “Danny, we still going out for dinner?”

Daniel can only stare at her for a moment, too caught up in the memories of you and him to reply.

He knows what he’s doing is wrong. He knows he shouldn’t be leading this poor girl along. He knows that all this relationship is to him is a way to distract himself from what’s really eating at him. He knows that she’s just a replacement for you.

But the quizzical smile his girlfriend sends has his heart aching in guilt, so he manages a feeble nod in response, quickly shutting his phone off and throwing it onto the bed, before making his way to her smiling face.

The guilt eats him alive as he makes small talk with her over dinner. He would never admit it, but sometimes he can’t stand to look at her; to roll over in bed and see someone other than you laying beside him.

Did you know I still talk to them?

Everything changed after Zandvoort.

Daniel was partially to blame, he knew that. The crash in free practice had taken a toll on him, not just physically but mentally. The season in AlphaTauri was his one shot at proving that he still had it in him to be a class Formula 1 driver - to the world, to Red Bull, and to himself.

You were supportive of him all the way. From the moment he entered talks with Red Bull and AlphaTauri to get back into F1, to when he first got in that white and blue car at Hungary, you were always there, by his side.

But Zandvoort changed things. Zandvoort changed him.

He started to push you away. The comments from the media, from fans, from people everywhere, all around him, were starting to get to him. Did nobody believe in him anymore? Was he really not cut out for Formula 1?

Was his time really up?

The weeks of recovery were dark for the both of you. For him, most of it was spent in bed, his mind fuzzy from the painkillers and medicine, too tired and too beaten to do anything. For you, it was utter torture. To see the man you loved, the man whose laughter and mere presence brought so many smiles to those in the paddock, the man who never knew when to give up, look so futile and disappointed? It hurt.

But he hurt you more.

Does he take you walking round his parents' gallery?

It’s funny. Fate, he means. How it has a way of testing him, how it has a way of bringing his mind and him back to you. Always you.

“Has anyone seen Max and Y/N? They were supposed to arrive a while ago, are they late? ”  

Instinctively, Daniel turns. It’s almost pathetic really. How just the sound of your name catches his attention and has him whipping around, his eyes searching for you. How you unwittingly made him into your own lapdog.

You aren’t there, though, so he keeps his head down and ignores the questioning look his girlfriend sends him.

In the final few weeks, and perhaps even months, of your relationship, Daniel hadn’t been kind on you. He became bitter, spiteful, even jealous. To him, you just didn’t understand the weight on his shoulder, the pressures he had to face. But how could you? Despite all your protests and pleading, he was shutting you out of his life, bit by bit.

Every time you came over, it ended with screaming matches and you leaving with tears in your eyes. Daily visits from you turned into weekly check-ins. He started to turn his head away from you when you tried to kiss his cheek. Those turned into brusque hand squeezes. His texts, too, became sparse and dry. He recoiled from you when you were around.

He could still remember the heartbreak on your face when he told you he wanted to break up. "It's for both of our own good," he mumbled. "I need to focus on racing. You should have a life outside of me."

It was a bitter end, and to this day, Daniel still regrets not putting up enough of a fight. How stupid he had been, to think that without you, he could give his 100% to racing. How stupid he had been, to think of you as a distraction.

He can’t imagine how stupid he must appear to you now, showing up on Sunday with a new girlfriend on his arm.

Don't you call him baby

“You sure you’re okay?”

You smooth down your dress for the umpteenth time, breathing out a nervous sigh as you smile back at Max, who glances at you in slight concern. His press officer is fussing over the both of you, the paddock entrance looming both terrifyingly and excitingly ahead.

It’s about to be your first public appearance with Max, and your first public appearance at a Formula 1 grand prix since… Well, since your relationship with Daniel ended.

It’s been a rough few months. It took time, getting used to Daniel’s absence. You hadn’t realised just how much of your life had revolved around his being; it became painful to even step foot in the paddock, to even switch on the television to catch up on the latest grand prix.

Even worse was the public scrutiny. You and Daniel had always been open about your relationship, frequently sharing bits and pieces of your life together on each of your social medias. So it was no wonder than when you both stopped posting each other, and when you took down all your posts with him, that fans knew something was up.

Things hadn’t been easy. But Max had made it better. What started as a friendly reaching out turned into a heartachingly romantic and sweet courting, and now, he was your boyfriend.

You smile at Max, reaching up to press a gentle kiss on his cheek. You can hear a flurry of cameras snapping away, and you resist glancing at them, choosing instead to focus on your boyfriend. At your peck, Max ducks his head, as if suddenly shy despite the two of you having dated for going on 3 months now. Still, the small grin on his face tells you all you need to know.

“I’ll be fine,” you say as you slip your hand into his, and give a nod to his press officer. Max’s thumb smooths over your knuckles, and you finally feel yourself relax. You look into his eyes, and in this moment, you know: You’re happy.

“Don’t worry ‘bout me, baby.”

We're not talking lately

Everyone notices when you enter the paddock.

Not only because it’s the first time in months that you’ve appeared at a Grand Prix, but because you have Max Verstappen beside you. With his arm around your waist.

“What’s happening?” his girlfriend asks, craning her neck to peer at the paddock entrance. “Did someone just arrive?”

“It’s Max,” a passing journalist calls, as he hastens towards the paddock entrance himself. “With Y/N!”

Daniel can’t help himself. Really, he can’t.

It happens before he can stop himself. He’s getting up and pulling his hand from his girlfriend and his feet are taking himself over to you as if they have a mind of their own. As if they still remember that it's where he’s meant to be. By your side.

The crowd doesn’t part for him. Not anymore. He finds himself standing on the outskirts of the gathering group, watching from afar as you bashfully smile for the many snapping cameras, and cling onto Max a little tighter, as the Red Bull driver nods politely at the journalists swarming you.

“Alright, alright, let us through, please,” he hears Max say, “Let my girl have some space, yeah?”

Something akin to jealousy rears its ugly head.

Then the horde of people are moving, and some are finally beginning to notice Daniel.

“Danny!” “Daniel, over here, please!” “How’re you feeling today, Daniel?” “Daniel, how does it feel that Max is dating your ex-girlfriend?”

The question has him reeling, and he can only stare at the waiting journalist incredulously. What a ridiculous fucking question. He has half a mind to charge at the dickhead and throw a punch that will send the cunt into a coma for weeks-

“Look, mate, leave us alone, yeah? Daniel, how’re you doin’?”

Max claps a good-natured hand on Daniel’s back, steering him away from the throng of journalists and photographers, who groan before turning their attention to Fernando, who’s just gotten out of his car.

Max’s friendliness momentarily stuns him, and all he can manage out is a half-convincing “Good, good” in return. This seems to satisfy Max enough, though, because then he’s smiling and nodding and rubbing Daniel’s shoulders.

It’s at this moment Daniel realises you’re still here.

He glances back at you, trailing behind him and Max.

You’re just as pretty as ever, he thinks to himself. It’s almost as if nothing had changed. Like you’re still the one he walked into the paddock with, like you’re waiting for him to finish a conversation with Max, not the other way around.

You don’t even look his way.

“…so then I told Charles, ‘No way, there’s no way you’re convincing Carlos that!’, and then, you know what he said? Really, it’s hilarious, he-”

Max stops his rambling midway, leaning down to listen to something you whisper in his ear.

“I’m gonna head to the garage first, okay?” Daniel hears you mumble, “I’ll see you later, baby.”

Then Max tilts your head up and presses a kiss on your mouth.

It’s at this moment that Daniel can’t help but feel a little foolish. Actually, more than a little. He feels stupid, downright idiotic standing here with his ex-girlfriend and her new boyfriend. Trying to pretend like everything was alright.

The worst part of it all, is that you don’t seem fazed at all. To you, it’s like he’s just another driver you bump into ever-so-often. You don’t seem to care about him. It’s like he and the weight of your shared history don’t even exist. Like it never did.

The sight of you walking away from him – again – pains him more than he thought it would. He can’t bear to lose you again, not when he’s still so fucking in love with you.

Soo he darts his hand out and grabs your wrist, and you whip around, eyes wide and stunned, and Daniel feels Max halt beside him, watching him intently.

And you’re looking at him now. Finally, you’re looking at him.

His eyes roam yours, trying to find a hint of familiarity, hoping desperately that he’ll find the same yearning and aching he feels for you reflected in your eyes.

“Don't you call him what you used to call me,” he whispers. Pleading with you.

Something in you seems to soften, and there’s a flash of pain in your eyes, but it's one that is quickly replaced with anger.

You wrench your hand from his grip and shove him away, storming off as Max follows you, casting an indecipherable look at Daniel in the process. Daniel watches as Max catches up to you, and he watches as you let him cradle you in his arms.

But it’s not your anger that hurts the most.

It’s the fact that you never once looked back at him.

[tejennnn]

(Once was a) Dual Monarchy 🇦🇹🇭🇺

APH Austria with Inländer Rum 🥃 and Hungary with cherry🍒Pálinka!

[aphetaliamessages]

What are the countries thankful for?

America: FAACES fam, Tony and Mr. Whale, his Uncle Scotty, his Baby Uncle Sealand, and the Awesome Trio. And Russia's muscles 😤

Canada: For Gilbert, who finally noticed him

England: For all his sons even though they enjoy annoying him. His daughter, Seychelles. His brothers, too, maybe. And "I guess frogs for being tasty."

France: Makeup, cheese, wine, bread, cake, England, the BTT, ~England~, his kiddos, his sister, ghosts, labour unions, pretty dresses, pretty suits, his cat, the Pierres, tsundere compliments from England, love stories, his hair, roses, love songs, frilly curtains—

Russia: Alfie, his sisters, snow, sunshine, nature in general, little fluffy animals, sunflowers, borscht, vodka, and Christmas

Italy: Pasta, his friend Japan, pizza, pasta, nice clothes, siestas, Germany, linguine—that's a pasta, naked siestas, naked Germany, ravioli, his brothers, and cats!

Romano: Tomatoes. And churros 🤔

Spain: Definitely VERY thankful for his Lovito

Germany: Italy. Japan and Gilbert, too. And cake. Not just Italy. Other things as well. Ahem. Like wurst.

Prussia: His brother, his besties, Gilbird (his favourite wingman), Mattie, Mattie's hair, Mattie's ass, Mattie's dick, Mattie's thighs, Mattie in comfy sweaters, Mattie in a crop top, Mattie with no shirt, Mattie with no pants, pancakes, Mattie's pancakes (not a euphemism), Mattie's pancakes (as a euphemism), how excited Mattie gets over hockey, Mattie's singing voice, Mattie's blush, Mattie's smile, aaaand beer

Austria: The familiar scent of his piano, the smell of edelweiss in the summer, orchestral performances on YouTube, and not being invited to Alfred's Thanksgiving party

Hungary: Austria. Austria in a frilly dress. Austria playing piano. Austria eating wurst. Austria in a tight dress. Austria in her bed. Austria—

China: Peace and quiet, Hong Kong speaking Chinese even if it's the wrong one, buffets, Hello Kitty, and Mickey Mouse

and Rommy

Japan: Cherry blossoms, green tea Pocky, Hatsune Miku, anime, dogs, cats, Greece, Germany and Italy, his weird big family, Animal Crossing, America's promise to beat up anyone who bullies him, Ao3 and Pixiv

Hong Kong: Hip hop, when Bàba approves, when Dad disapproves, the word "yo," wearing hats backwards, white boys with puffins (well there's only one), dumplings, and unrestricted internet access!

Send an ask if you want more characters! — Mod England 🎸

[wheresjonno2023-complete]

Recs to eat out in budapest honeymoon that isn't chicken

Tökfozelék aka Summer Squash Stew. Squash filled with sour cream and dill, very popular stew in the summer.

Gulyás. Full of flavor rich stew with beef, paprika, onions, and potatoes. Impossible to not encounter in Hungary. Not expensive so it's perfect if you already blew your money on trains and hospitals.

Meggyleves. It's sour cherry soup as an appetizer. Sour cherries, sugar, and sour cream. Also Meggyes Rétes, sour cherry strudel.

Dobos torte was made in 1885, It is a sponge cake layered with chocolate buttercream and topped with caramel everybody try it right now this instant. Or chimney cake, even older, caramelized dough around a cylinder and cooked over an open fire.

Tokaji wine for sweetness and Bull's Blood wine. Good for recovery my grandma says so.

-Slovenian but shhh eastern european cuisines are sisters

This project is rapidly becoming the food blog our boy always dreamed of

You're so right I need Dobos torte in my life right now

[mysterysoulrider]

Ssoblr's ingame servers - Masterpost

Hii! I got lots of replies to my question as to which server everyone is on so I decided to create a post where it'll be very easy to see who are on the server that you're on.

If you want to be removed, added or have anything changed -> shoot me a message (alts (that you use) are welcome too!)

ps. make sure to click on my account to see the updated post as reblogs only show the post as it was at that certain moment.

Australia / New Zealand Fire Star - Cassandra Shadownight (@jorvegian-nights) - Lily Wolfstorm (jorvikpresident) - Toby Mistbrooke (@jorvikcity)

Sunbeam Palace - Luciana Nightweb (@hikolu) - Zelda Snowward (zzeldasnowward)

DenmarkLicorice Heaven - Vivian Toadhome (jorvikcity)

Finland Carrot Cove - Alexis Lowpeak (@horsegamerants)

France Blueberry Mountain - Lana Windriver (@graphi-horse-time)

Frozen Field - Athena Rockstorm (athena-of-jorvik)

Germany Autumn Star - Michelle Skydaughter (@lilakennedy)

Rainbow Galaxy - Montana Opalheart (@sso-montana)

Hungary Coconut Mountain - Dusty Beachbeach (@ouh-three)

Netherlands Dandelion Hill - Corinne Eaglebridge (@corinne-eaglebridge-sso)

Magnolia Island - Ylva Moonwell (@ylvaslooks)

Misty Mountain - Felicia Sapphiresong (@feliciasapphiresong) - Hayden Pinegoat (zzeldasnowward) - Liv Mysteryhome (mysterysoulrider)

Penguin Pond - Alice Friendside (@sso-alice)

Strawberry Meadow - Cadence Moonborn (@cryptid-deity)

North America Cherry Island - Adelaide Oldburg (@adelaideoldburg) - Susanne Proudleaf (@mufiy-valcuse)

Freezing Crater - Allison Nightstar (@sso-noodlelord) - Elsa Seadawn (@twracehorse) - Kit Farwild (jorvikcity) - Sasha Swifthurricane (sasha-swifthurricane)

Frost Valley - Brooke Tidegarden (@lisasprideflag) - Evangeline Eveninglove (@evangelineeveninglove) - Zelda Bowsmith (@jorvikzelda)

Maple Star - Carolina Strawberrystream (@strawberrystreamfields)

Night Sprinkles - Appolinariya Cometsky (@a-cometsky) - Avery Cuteman (@yasminewestbank) - Cadence Sparrowburg (@cadencesparrowburg) - Capri Mouseflower (@foryouthegays bf) - Emma Wolfheart (@emma-wolfheart) - Eva Masterbear (@valedale-rose) - Evelyn Northbank (@algirdasgiedraitis) - Grace Topazlion (@telemutt) - Lily Dolphinbook (@dumbhorsegameblog) - Lucy Flowerhill (@mistfallenjoyer) - Marie Silentfall (@foggy-milk) - Maya Sweetpoulos (mayasweetpoulos) - Sasha Shadowforce (sasha-swifthurricane) - Sam Papabear (mysterysoulrider) - Siri Greenhaven (@sirigreenhaven) - Susan Southhome (@socksonvideo) - Vera Lavagale (@zzeldasnowward) - Viktoria Ravenstorm (@foryouthegays) - Willow Crazytree (@can-of-pringles) - Zoey Pineheart (@everwindfields)

Poppy Moon - Esther Darkdragon (@esther-darkdragon) - Svea Darkdragon (@svea-darkdragon)

Stormy Pear - Blake Silvercrest (@starstablegeek) - Hannah Ponytree (@dinosaurvalley)

Poland Cookie Kingdom - Aurora Wisefall (@aurorahasanexistentialcrisis)

Sunbeam Meadow - Lana Shadowhouse (@najmiska)

Sweden Air star - Bella Highgirl (@bellassoblr)

Avocado Island - Jiao Catgirl (@djungelskogbear) - Kit Orangecat (mysterysoulrider) - Yasmine Westbank (yasminewestbank) - Zelda Axewatcher (jorvikzelda) - Zelda Snowcat (zzeldasnowward)

Marshmallow Clouds - Felicia Wolfpaw (feliciawolfpaw)

United Kingdom Candy Cove - Charlie Rainford (@charlierainfordsso)

Coconut Island - Clarisse Darkfire (barricade-moonriser) - Dakota Gloomsmith (barricade-moonriser) - Dalka Lightningwalker (barricade-moonriser)

Cupcake Valley - Daniella Bunnywood (@ro-sso) - Esther Northberg (@northberg)

Snowflake Island - Brooklyn Eveningsky (@brookevesky)

West Europe Spring Star - Adelaide Froglake (@froggistain)

[caffeinated-beverage]

HETALIA SMELL HEADCANONS (I worked super hard on this, so pls look at it, appreciate it, and reblog? esp with comments bc i love seeing ur comments ^u^)

N. Italy: Garlic-flavored armpits

Germany: Normally, he just smells like sugar and cinnamon.

Japan: Rainwater

America: Hot dogs and bacon

England: Nosebleeds

Fr*nce: cheese

China: Braised pork belly and warmth

Russia: A mixture of booze and warmth

Canada: Poutine

Belgium: Chocolate chip waffles with a hint of strawberry

Luxembourg: Blackberrie-scented cologne

Netherlands: Money

Austria: Rose-scented perfume

Hungary: Warmth and fresh bread

Liechtenstein: https://www.fragrantica.com/perfume/Sanrio/Hello-Kitty-71771.html

Poland: Cream soda

Prussia: Snow cones

Slovakia: Fresh-baked cheesy bread

Switzerland: Goat milk

Estonia: TV static

Latvia: Hot cocoa & cookies

Lithuania: Lithuania.

Belarus: Mint

Bulgaria: He smeel like he boozin' & loosin'

Moldova: Halloween candies & cheese puffs

Romania: Red-flavored kool-aid

Ukraine: Fresh-baked blueberry bread and warmth

Denmark: Hairgel

Finland: Christmas!!!!!!!!!

Iceland: Hot cocoa & cookies

Norway: Fish-flavored snacks

Sweden: Coffee

Cyprus: Shark.. :/

Greece: Cats

Monaco: Money

Romano: Italian pizza

Spain: Tomatoes & olives

Portugal: Olive oil

Turkey: Roasted turkey

Egypt: Sourdough bread

Cameroon: Fresh-cut grass

Seychelles: the ocean

Hong kong: Mango pudding

Macau: Something sweet

Korea: Milk chocolates

Taiwan: Japanese Cherry Blossom™️

Thailand: Mangoes

Vietnam: Japanese cherry blossom™️

Philippines: A mixture of mangoes and Cucumber Melon™️

Indonesia: Hibiscus and rose hips

Singapore: Strawberries

India: Indian food and warmth ❤️❤️❤️

Australia: Cucumber melon™️ and sea water

New Zealand: Milk chocolates

Cuba: ICE CREAAAM!!!

[hetadoujinarchive]

List of Dj’s on This Page

[Last updated mid June 2024]

[Currently organized in this order: GerIta, SuFin, RoChu, FrUK, Other Ships, Non Ship]

GerIta/Hretaly:

A Day On The Planet (85 pgs; dark)

Becoming Friends (17 pgs; dark, gun; nudity but nothing shown)

Beginning's Tone/Hajimari no Onshoku (27 pgs; dark)

BMMB Winter Comiket Issue (5 pgs; cute)

Canal Grande (14 pgs; somber; censored nsfw)

Catharsis When The Country Awakes (74 pgs; dark)

Cherry Boy Blues (21 pgs; dark)

Diamante (multi-ship; 59 pgs; only the gerita one is sad)

Dream Draws A Dream (33 pgs; light drama; censored nsfw)

Eternita (32 pgs; neutral-somber)

Gift (25 pgs; light drama; censored nsfw)

Goodbye My Little Girl (53 pgs; dark)

Hiraite Musunde Isshuukan/Red Shoelaces (28 pgs; light)

I-Logik (32 pgs; light)

I Won’t Let You Call Me Gattino (32 pgs; comedy)

La Sposa de Adria (51 pgs; somber)

Lei Chi Sono Dolce pt 1 (59 pgs; bit dark)

Lei Chi Sono Dolce pt 2 (49 pgs; dark)

Lettera D’Amore (37 pgs; cute)

Life Is So Beautiful (30 pgs; dark, tw)

Little Sheep/Counting Sheep (44 pgs; dark)

Marriage Press Conference (34 pgs; comedy)

Messenger Of Happiness (39 pgs; bit somber)

Night Watch (48 pgs; dark; censored nsfw)

Oggi Sposi (19 pgs; comedy)

Passato Ed Ora (32 pgs; dark)

Passwort Sirup (14 pgs; dark)

Playing House/Futari Gokko (120 pgs; dark, war)

Siamo Felici (24 pgs; comedy)

Sweet Home (30 pgs; dark)

The Defeat Of A Certain Man (60 pgs; drama; censored nsfw)

The Windowsill That Loved Him (30 pgs; sweet)

What If (12 pgs; dark)

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SuFin:

Ai Suru Hito (27; light)

Diamond, Diamond, Diamond (30; mostly light)

Good Night, Good Dreams (14; cute)

Happy School Days (14; cute)

Kemuri wa Doko e Iku no Kara/Where Does The Smoke Go (22; dark, smoking)

Oh Family (18; cute)

Pihatonttu (75; cute)

Second Stage (20; somber)

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RoChu:

Bloom Of Flower (18; dark)

Da Small Town (39; light drama)

Drowned Prince/Oboreta Ou (24; neutral)

Eternal Happiness (28; light drama; censored nsfw)

Guo Jie/Border (28; somber/neutral)

Little Song Maker (15; comedy)

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FrUK:

Deus Ex Machine (25; neutralish)

Diamante (multi-ship; 59; only the gerita part is sad) 

Drive Me Crazy (58; light drama; censored)

Fairy In My Mind (43; light; censored)

My Dearest, The British Empire (19; light)

Shiki/Fuyu (45, dark)

Yoru no Mori, Anata to Futari (37, darkish?)

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Other Ships:

Fubin 2 (Gakuen PruHun; 20; light; censored)

Gap Moe (PruHun; 30; comedy)

Omoide Jenga (PruHun; 27; dark)

Always By Your Side (Giripan; 33; light drama)

Neko Netsu (Giripan; 22; dark, war)

Do You Remember Me? (RusPrus; 78; somber; censored)

My Name Is Your Night (RusPrus; 57; somber; censored)

Diamante (LietPol, RusAme, etc; 59; only the gerita part is sad)

Koi To Wa Donna Mono Kashira/What Is It Like To Be In Love? (AusHun; 18; light drama)

Million Lies (DenNor; 72; dark, violence)

The Nation And The Maiden (FraJoan; 33; dark)

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Non-Ship:

A Happy Friendship Day (Hungary & Poland; 14; light)

Cradle Voice/Yurikago no Koe (Italy & Austria; 14; light)

Dreaming (Child America &Canada; 17; light)

Fubin 1 (Gakuen England, Japan; 14; comedy; censored nsfw)

Heart Ni Hyoutai (Russia; hints of LietBel and RusLiet; 14; somber; censored)

Hide, Hide, Hide! (Child America & Canada; 29; cute)

I Am Here, It Is A Very Wonderful Day/Sayonara Sankaku, Matakite Shikaku (Belarus; hints of LietBel; 47; dark)

Moon For You/Anata e no Tsuki (censored v) (Japan & China; 28; war)

Moon For You/Anata e no Tsuki (uncensored v) (Japan & China; 28; dark, blood, war)

My Dearest, The British Empire (tech FrUK bnr; 19; light)

Nihonchi (axis vs ame & uk; tech gerita & itapan bnr; 25; comedy)

Passwort Sirup (hints of hretaly/gerita; 14; dark)

Summer Apparition/Natsu no Mamono (axis; 14; somber yet wholesome)

The Golden Age of Sea and Sky (Turkey & Greece; 25; neutral)

There Is No End (nordics; 27; dark)

The Sound Of A Heart Falling/Shinzou No Orihiru No (Belarus & Russia; 17; dark, tw)

Tomato! Tomato! Tomato! (tech spamano bnr; 20; cute)

World Wide Love (main cast, mcdonald, miku, shinatty; 21; comedy)

[budapestbug]

Wine cellars, Páty, Hungary

Páty is a small village 15 km west from Budapest on the slopes of the Buda mountains. From the Middle Ages, the villagers were dedicated to agriculture. The corn, cherries, onion and wine were sold at Buda's markets. The winemakers built cellar rows. The actual cellars are from the 19th century.

From the 1980s many middle class houses were built in the orchards in Páty. The proximity of Budapest and the nice enviroment slowly transformed the Zsámbék basin. The new habitants and many of the older locals are renovating the old cellars.They are used today to make wine once again.

[doudouneverte]

Special Bond | Chapter nine: Fight for me

*not my GIF*

Chapter summary: You have to fight for her them

Pairing : Yelena Belovax Maximoff:Reader; Wanda Maximoff x Sister!Redear x Pietro Maximoff; Agatha Harkness x Maximoff!Reader; Yelena Belova x Natasha Romanoff

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Munich

The woman and the men dragged you out of the plane; you haven't woken up yet. One man took from the arms of another; a man with a long coat looked at you. "You didn't break here?" he asked.

"Oh, don't worry; she's stronger than you think. She knocked out James." Cherry replied, and the man called James groaned. "We had a deal." she said, and the man nodded to his man before one of them came from a van with a sleepy kid in his arm. The woman wanted to hold the boy, but the man took a step back. "We had a deal," she repeated, angrier now.

"Yeah, I know, but you see, we can't just let you go like this." the mysterious man said.

"What do you mean by that?" James asked. Another man came from nowhere and stopped the conversation.

"Doctor Kazni, we have to leave now." he said, and the doctor nodded.

"If you want your son, I think you can help me with one other thing." Kazni said, and the group of mercenaries looked at him and let him continue, "But for now, we need to go back home, so I’ll see you there." he said and left.

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On the road of Hungary

Yelena and Natasha stole a car and were on their way to free Alexei. The blonde was talking about her vest, and when she got the approval of her big sis, she felt proud. She started to inspect her pockets because there was nothing more interesting to do until she found a picture in one of them. Yelena carefully examined the photograph and was stunned for a moment; her sister seemed to notice.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Natasha asked, and when her sister didn't reply, she looked at Yelena for a moment and saw the picture and asked, "What is it?"

"It's a picture of someone I don't really know," the younger widow replied.

"Why do you have a picture of someone you don't know in your pocket?" the redhead asked.

"It's Y/n's brother." the blonde replied. "She used to tell me about her life and what she could remember about her sibling when I felt bad." she explained, and the avenger nodded. "But I don't know why she put it here?" Yelena was very confused; she knew how much you loved this picture, so why did you give it to her?

"Maybe it's like a promise to see you again." Natasha replied, and when Yelena gave her a puzzled look, she explained, "She gave it to you so she makes sure you don't forget her, and she hopes the next time you see her you can give it back to her."

Yelena smiled at the picture, "Okay, I’ll not lose you, little boy." She whispered to the little Pietro on the frame like he could reply.

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You were on the couch, reading a spell book; you didn't hear Yelena come until she sat next to you. "Y/n?" she called your name softly, and you hummed, "I found it," she continued, and you looked at what she held; it was the picture of your brother. When she saw the sadness in your eyes, Yelena tried to defend "I know I shouldn't touch your thing, but I needed a pant, and when I opened the door of the closet, the picture fell."

You noticed the fear in her voice. "Hey, don't worry, it's okay," you said, and you closed your book. "To be honest, I think it's cool. Did you remember when we talked about our family issues?" you asked, and she nodded. "It's my brother in this picture," you said, smiling at the little memories your mind was generous enough to share with you.

"Uh, may I ask what happened to him?" the Russian said.

"Honestly, I don't know; HYDRA separated me and my brother, but I think he's alright; he's not alone." you said, and the blonde frowned her eyebrows. "He's with my sister, they are twins," you added. "That's why I want no I need to become stronger so the day I'll find them, I could protect them and make sure nobody separates us again," you explained.

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You walked to Yelena's bedroom. "Lena, why is there a knife in one of your pockets?" you asked, and she looked at you surprised.

"No, the real question is why there wouldn't," she replied, and you mentally cursed yourself for asking something stupid.

"Okay, never mind. I'll cook today what you want to eat except mac and cheese," you said.

"I'll eat everything you make," she replied, giving you a wide smile. You were almost out of her bedroom when you noticed the picture of Pietro on her desk.

"You like it?" you asked and showed her the picture.

 "It reminds me of you," she replied casually, and you blushed.

"Okay, but don't lose it." you warned her.

"Promise." she said, and you left.

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You should leave in a few hours, but you had something in your mind. When you spotted Yelena in the kitchen, you walked to her room and grabbed her vest. You opened one pocket and slid the picture in. You smiled at yourself before leaving, as if nothing had happened.

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The sisters were near of her goal when you woke up in a cold and bright room. You didn't know how you ended up here, but you remembered Cherry and her men. You wanted to use your telepathy to alert Agatha, but you can't feel anything. Something blocked your powers; you could feel it. In his office, Kazni watched you. He saw you try to break the door of your cell, but you couldn't.

"Welcome back, little Maximoff," you heard the doctor said through the speakers in your room.

"Who are you?" you asked.

"You know who I am. It's true it's been a while since I saw you, but we both know you didn't forget. You can't have forgotten," he said, and you looked everywhere. "I'll be here in a few minutes, but before I need to do something," he said. A few minutes later, he made his word, and the door of your cell opened. There were two men with guns and an older man in a white coat.

"Doctor Kazni?" you asked, a little surprised by the man. "I thought Agatha killed you with the others this day," you said.

"Oh, you talk about the woman who killed Hoovert? I should be there this day, but they need me somewhere, so I think I’m glad to see you again." he said. You started to run to him and try to punch him, but one of his men tackled you while the other raised his gun to your head. "You don't change with the time; you were always the most reckless among your siblings." he said, and you clenched your jaw.

"What do you want?" you asked.

"Oh, little girl, we have a lot of plans for you, but right now you should rest; the trip was long. I'll see you tomorrow." he explained and left. The next morning, you were awoken by someone who bumped your door. The nightmare could begin.

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Mexico, Tulum

Agatha was waiting for someone, a man told her he knew someone who could give her more information about the stones, and he could also tell her where the mind stone was. She started to grow impatient; she had lived for more than 300 years, but she couldn't help, she didn’t like to wait. When she was about to leave, a man sat in the chair in front of her.

"Sorry, I had a small setback," he said, and the witch examined him. "I'm Paolo, I'm the one who'll plan a meeting with Mr. Ford," he explained.

"And why can't I meet him now?" the brunette asked.

"Mr. Ford is a busy man, and now he's not here." the man said, and Agatha scuffed,

"Okay, so where is this 'Mr. Ford'?" Her tone was more harsh than usual, and she started to lose her temper. The man looked around before leaning toward Agatha.

"He is on another planet," he whispered. If the witch was not angry earlier, she surely is now.

"Do you think I have your time for your fucking joke?" she said, and her eyes turned purple. The man swallowed dryly.

"Listen, I don't know why you need something like this, but Mr. Ford will be back in the next month." he said.

"The next month?" she repeated, and she started to see red.

"Yes, and he should have others meet before you see him." he added, and Agatha was ready to leave; she can't wait all this time; she needs this stone now; you need this stone now. "But if you're kind, I think I can make you a priority," he said, placing one hand on one of Agatha's. The witch immediately flinched, her eyes were purple again, and a purple smoke brought his head on the table.

"I'll be the first one he'll meet when he comes back, and if you do something like that, I'll make sure you can't touch anyone like that again." she said before left. She didn't pay attention to the people around her, who looked at her like with fear.

Agatha: i think i found a serious lead, i'll let you know when i meet him.

Agatha: i know you should be alone again right now, but don't worry, i love you and i'll see you just after the meeting.

The witch sighed after she sent the second text. Just one month.

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Munich

The next morning, you were awoke by a someone who bump your door. The nightmare could begin. A man entered your room and dragged you with him; you passed an entire hallway before he stopped in front of a door and two other men let you in. In this new room, you saw a hospital bed, a strange machine, and a few scientists. One of them, a woman, noticed you and smiled, "Good morning, you should be volunteer 608; I'm Dr. Lyli Vaan Beel." She introduced herself.

"Where am I?" you asked.

"In the lab of the Enhanced Ability Development, or HEAD, but the 'H' doesn't mean anything." She replied, and you were more shocked.

"And what am I doing here?"

"This complex was built to help enhanced humans help our planet against different threats. In one word, we help the ones that the Avenger don't." She replied and led you to the bed.

"What does it sound like a lie?"

"Because it's totally one." She laughed and buckled no less than four belts around your body, saying, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you. You know they didn't stop talking about you, about what happened in Asia; I thought you were murdered, but I'm glad to see I was wrong."she admitted. You wanted to ask something, but someone injected something into your veins, and you slowly fell asleep. 

While you were unconscious, the doctor Lily did some tests on your condition; after that, she decided to talk with the doctor Kazni. In another room, the doctor Kazni texted Agatha with your phone to not arouse the soupons. Just after he sent the text, he heard someone knock on the door. "Come in," he said, and the woman did.

"Sorry to interrupt you, but after the test, I think the subject is able to receive the new serum, but we'll need to watch her closely. Her neural signals are not commun I think she should suffer from PTSD," she explained.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll find a solution. I will let you with her; they need me to discuss about what they want to do after we reboot her." he said.

Two hours later, you woke up in your bed and looked around you to find nothing but a chair, and the previous woman sat on it.

"Oh, you finally awoke?" she said.

"I don't know what you want, but there is someone outside who should search me now. So, if I were you, I would be starting to prey and freeing me now. I can assure you, you didn't want to piss off this woman," you said.

"Oh, don't worry, we know that, but unfortunately for you, you're not me, and from what we know, she's far from here right now. But don't talk about her; let's talk about you." 

"And what do you want to know?" you asked.

"I want to know what I don't know," she explained, and you frowned your eyebrows. "You're the little sister of the twins, but after the mysterious woman helped you to escape 3 years ago, you didn't try to find them, why? I mean, I don't judge you; I don't really like my family, but you're their baby sister, so I thought you would want to get back together with the most important person in your life."

"You think a lot and you don't find a good answer; I think you would be better at being a searcher than a doctor," you joked. "However, I don't feel obligated to answer your questions."

"And you're not obligated; I just want to find an answer to my question."

"I have a question for you. Do you always watch your 'patient' sleep? It's very creepy, you could just wait outside, or better yet, never come and let me live my life."

"Yeah, we could, but we need you."

"For what?"

"Someone said you could help us destroy a group of superheroes."

"You want to use me to destroy the Avenger?"

"Maybe."

"And what will you do if I say I don't want?"

"Nothing, because you don't really have the choice." she said, and two men opened the door and dragged you with them into a huge room. There are five men waiting for you there.

"Who are you, and where am I now?" you asked.

"It's your first training to become a powerful woman." Lily said, trought the speaker around the room. "You need to beat them to access the new step of your training," she explained.

"And if I don't want to fight?" you asked.

"That." she replied, and suddenly you felt an electric shock from the collar hit you and paralyze you for a few seconds. "So, are you ready to collaborate?"

[mariacallous]

Hungarian government officials condemned the European Commission’s decision on Monday that commissioners will skip informal Council of the EU meetings hosted by Budapest during its six-month presidency, in response to Viktor Orban’s unsanctioned meetings since July 1 with foreign leaders such as Vladimir Putin and Xi Jinping.

“The @EU_Commission cannot cherry pick institutions [and member states] it wants to cooperate with. Are all #Commission decisions now based on political considerations?” the Hungarian prime minister’s political director, Balazs Orban, wrote on X.

On Monday evening, Eric Mamer, chief spokesman for EU Commission chief Ursula von der Leyen, wrote that, “In light of recent developments marking the start of the Hungarian Presidency, the President has decided that @EU_Commission will be represented at senior civil servant level only during informal meetings of the Council. The College visit to the Presidency will not take place.”

The “developments” Mamer was referring to were the meetings that Viktor Orban has held with the leaders of Ukraine, Russia, China and Azerbaijan, as well as a visit to Donald Trump at his Mar-a-Lago resort in Palm Beach, Florida, since Hungary assumed the rotating presidency of the Council of the EU on July 1.

While these trips were all technically bilateral, Orban created the impression that he was representing the EU on a ‘peace mission’ to help negotiate a ceasefire in the war in Ukraine by displaying the bloc’s flags and logos.

“Chinese and Russian media have falsely reported that Orban travelled as an EU representative – causing outrage from EU leaders and heads of government,” said Armida van Rij, senior research fellow at Chatham House.

Alejandro Esteso Perez, a political scientist and researcher, described Orban’s actions as “trolling his EU counterparts, as he is playing not only with the ambiguity of (not) representing the EU vis-à-vis the three leaders, but also through this ‘surprise factor’ where we did not find out about these meetings until a few hours before they took place.”

Some attributed the EU Commission’s unprecedented decision to send only bureaucrats to the meetings hosted by Budapest to von der Leyen’s re-election bid to lead the EU Commission for another five-year term. Von der Leyen still needs the approval of the European Parliament, which is generally not well disposed to the Hungarian prime minister and his Eurosceptic government.

“The @EU_Commission announced that it will boycott the Hungarian Presidency of the Council. This is clearly a part of @vonderleyen’s election campaign. We have become used to her using the EU institutions, especially against #Hungary for political blackmail and pressure. This is unacceptable and goes against the very essence of European cooperation,” Kinga Gal, an MEP from Orban’s Fidesz party, wrote on X.

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