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For the kiss meme: could you make the prompt 21 with FrUKGerIta? (Poly ships need more love)
Here’s ur poly ship wonders! I love this ship a hell of a lot tbh and yet this is my first time writing it. Poly ships are p hard, especially ones that are 4 people lmao. hope you like it! (will also be posting this on ao3 with the others!)
Morning sun shone through the closed blinds of Arthur’s room, illuminating just off of his face, leaving him pleasantly warm as he continued to doze through the morning. That was, until someone else bounced onto the bed, hands shaking his shoulders.
“Wake up! Wake up!” Feli’s excited voice sounded, what someone could be so excited for in the morning was a complete mystery.
Arthur groaned in reply, pulling the covers further over himself, “Noo…”
“C’mon! You can’t lay in bed all day lazy pants.”
“Watch me.” He spoke gruffly, eager to get back to that soft dreamlike state on the edge of sleep. A tut came from the Italian before he wormed his way under the covers, arms wrapping around the other’s waist. His head buried into his neck in a firm, yet comfortable hug.
This was preferable, and Arthur felt himself smile a little as he drifted back into the fluff of his pillows. Maybe the only thing better than that dreamy nap was someone to share it with, and Feli was always so warm against him, it was perfect.
That was, until he heard the intake of breath from the Italian. His eyes snapped open just in time for the raspberry to be blown onto his neck. With a cry, he squirmed to try get out of the now vice like grip he was in, but managed only to turn and face that big grin.
“Fine.” He huffed, “I’m awake. What do you want?”
Feli’s amber eyes lit up – if any more than they always were was possible – and he pressed his forehead against the man in his arms, “Don’t be so grumpy.” He teased, nuzzling their noses together, “I was just thinking about some things.”“What things?” Whatever it was, Arthur was already back against the pillows, ready to fall back asleep, maybe trap the Italian in with him if he could.
Those thoughts of just cuddling up peacefully were once again pushed aside when a pair of lips pushed against his own. He didn’t fight it, despite his original confusion, Feli was known for his grand romantic gestures, and today certainly wasn’t any different. The Englishman would allow it, give in to it, and of course kiss back. It was slow, lazy, and long, and when it broke away, Arthur had been so accepting of it, that he tried to follow to continue it.
His eyes opened, met with that gentle amber once again.
“I think your teeth are cute.”
By impulse, Arthur covered his mouth, “What?”
“Your teeth.” Feli giggled, moving to pull back the hand, “You always cover them when you smile… But I like them.”
“They’re crooked…” “They have personality.”
Lips met again, this time the Englishman was more reluctant, thoughts now on one of the many things that bothered him about himself. As pleasant as he might find the distinctly lemony taste Feli had, he couldn’t help but feel self conscious.
“Hm.. I’m sorry.” The Italian muttered, “I didn’t mean to upset you.”“I’m not upset.” Arthur looked up with a sigh, running his hands through that endlessly soft hair,
“I just want you to smile more. Genuinely. When you care so much about how you look, I don’t get to see you how you are naturally, and relaxed. That’s all I want, because I love that. All of you…”
“Is that what you’re up to?”
Feli moved his eyes, looking the Englishman in the face for a moment, searching for meaning, before cracking back into his smile, burying his face into his neck. “If all of you loved yourselves as much as I love you, well…”“We would be a bunch of narcissists.” Arthur chuckled, keeping his arms wrapped tight around him, pressing a kiss into his hair, “Alright then… I’ll smile more for you.”
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Francis has been on the sofa for most of the morning. Truthfully he wasn’t usually so lazy, but something about this Sunday morning felt like lounging on the sofa with a book in hand felt right – felt comfortable. And yet, so incomprehensibly boring.
Luckily for him, the state of his boredom skipped down the stairs just in time.
“What are you up to, Feli?” He spoke as if he’d just now decided to put his book down, reaching for his tea. He tried to hide the slight sputter as he went to drink it, finding it now had gone cold. He wasn’t amazingly into tea in the first place, but it being cold was – as Arthur would put it – a crime against humanity.
“Looking for you!” The Italian hopped over jumping onto the sofa just in time for the tea to be put down and not spilled over the pair of them. He squirmed up until his was half way up Francis’ body, arms tight around his waist.
Francis broke into a soft smile upon seeing him, laying on his front looking up with those beautiful eyes. He reached down to play with his hair, brushing it out of his face, “Why on earth would you be looking for me? I’m not doing anything interesting.”
“Doesn’t matter.” Feli shook his head, hair flopping back into his face, “I wanted to see you is all.”
“Well that’s very sweet of you.” He hummed.
Feli’s eyes closed, burying his head into the other man’s soft shirt, and he stayed there for a little while, like a contented cat, having his head pet and hair played with, comfortable and warm.
Another figure came down the stairs, this time Arthur, stepping his lazy way down as he rubbed his eyes. He passed the two, receiving not much but an open eye watching him and a slight turn of another head. He reached down, running a hand through Francis’ hair as he passed, grabing the bug of cold tea. “Do you want another?”
“If you would.” Francis replied, leaning back with the hand in his hair, eyes closed to enjoy it best. There was only one thing that would make this moment better.
“Have you seen Ludwig at all?” He mused, eyes opening just a bit, “Hm? Basement I think.” Arthur replied, barely paying attention, “Doing all that… work out stuff. Might join him.” Absentmindedly, he took a sip of the tea in his hand as he spoke, and promptly spat it back into the cup,
“Careful, he might rope you into something.”“Goodie.”
“Can I have some tea too, Artie?” Feli looked up, his legs kicking up behind him, eyes sparkling.
The Englishman gave a smile, finishing his rifle through Francis’ hair and stepped out, “I’ll make some for everyone.”
Once he had left, Feli went back to laying his head down, but now he stayed with his eyes up, looking at the Frenchman with a little smile on his face. A face that showed the promise of mischief. And indeed, when least expected he pushed up that shirt he had been resting against, and started kissing his stomach.
Francis flushed over immediately, goose bumps up his arms, “Feli!” he spoke, hushed and firm, before switching it to an embarrassed chuckle, “Don’t you think that’s a little… inappropriate right now? We could go upstairs or…” “No no.” Feli shook his head, resting it back, admiring how soft that little cushion of flesh was, “I just wanted to let you know I like your belly.”
“M-my..? oh that.” The Frenchman put a hand on his cheek, feeling the heat still rising from it, “I have been getting a little lazier lately.”“You haven’t. Everyone has that. It’s to protect your organs.”
“Well it’s not doing the best job with you around, hm?” Francis teased, reaching down again to play with the Italian’s hair, “It’s not usually this soft.”“It’s because you’ve eaten.”
“I did have a larger breakfast.”
“You had breakfast.” Feli huffed, making his way up so he was resting on the Frenchman’s chest, “You and Arthur are the worst for it. And I thought you loved food, like me!”
Francis had to laugh, pulling him closer up to him, “I suppose you’re right. You always set me right, you know that?”
“As long as you’re happy.” Feli looked up, sneaking a little peck to that stubbly jaw, “That’s all I need.”
“Thank you… You know who I think needs your upbeat attitude right now?” He spoke, tapping the Italian’s nose lightly.
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Earphones in, music blaring, sweat dripping down his back. Hours Ludwig would spend in this basement, here is where he could think, where he could build. And build he did, testing his strength, keeping himself in shape, it was just nice to be alone like this sometimes and forget for a while that the outside world existed.
He was lifting some small weights when the one thing that could sound over the heavy metal music in his ears came along, and he looked up, eyes wide.
“Catch me!” Feli shouted as he ran towards him.
Panic over took him. This was his work down, but what else was he to do? Let the Italian jump and fall. No, instead he threw the weights down as close to the ground as he could and held out his arms just in time for Feliciano to leap into them, knocking one of the earbuds from the German’s ears.
“Feli.” He breathed out, still out of breath from the work out – and probably the panic of having to catch someone running towards him at top speed, “More warning next time. Please.”“I would have called down the stairs but usually you have the music out loud. You can’t hear me if it’s in your ears!”Ludwig huffed, bouncing the smaller man in his arms. He was heavier than the weights, but still an easy feat. If he was here, though, that meant the work out was over, so he slowly sat back on a bench with a sigh, setting Feli onto his lap.
“You’ll hurt your ears with music like that.” The Italian pouted, pulling the second earphone out, “Why do you listen to it?”“I like it.”“It’s so angry.”“It helps.”
Feli sat up a little more, reaching up to push the hair out of the German’s face, pressing some kisses into his forehead.
“You’re sweaty.”“Correct.” He couldn’t help but smile as the kisses kept coming, making their way into his hair, “What are you doing?”“Trying to kiss your thoughts.”“Why?”“Because that’s where you’re most self conscious.”
Something in his chest squeezed at his heart. Ludwig felt the need to put a hand to his chest, heat rising in his face, “That is very kind of you…” He smiled, moving so he was eye level and the kisses ceased, “What about you?”
“What about me?” Feli blinked, confusion painting his face.
The stairs creaked as the other two stepped down, each with two mugs in their hands, careful not to spill any as they made their way over. Feli looked at them before turning back to the German he was sitting on, “I’m not self conscious about anything.”
“Everyone’s got something.” Arthur spoke as he set one of the mugs down on the bench, sitting down next to it, “He’s got a point. You do all of these things for us, make us feel good, what about you, Feli?”
“No. don’t think so.”
“Not true, not at all.” Francis sat on the other side, “Don’t make us kiss every inch of you until we find something.”
“Whaat? It’s no fun if you’re just trying to find something I don’t like!”
“Would you prefer somewhere you do like?”“When he’s not on my lap you can continue being horny, Francis.” Ludwig huffed, adjusting the Italian where he was held and taking his hand, “You don’t have to tell us anything.” He muttered, pressing the hand against his lips, “If you’re happy, we’re happy.”
Feliciano smiled, a little giggle coming up from his chest as he fell back onto the sweaty German’s shoulder, “Alright… Where should I start?”
#hetalia#aph germany#aph england#aph france#aph italy#fruk#gerita#gereng#gerfra#engita#the fuck is the tag for france/italy#frukgerita
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Who’re your best friends?
Arthur: “I believe we’ve addressed this early on in this blog, but we’re very close with Francis and Feli. I’ve known Francis pretty much my whole life, despite him being an insufferable prick, he means a lot to me.”
Ludwig: “They are the people we are most comfortable with, and the first to know about our relationship.”
#hetalia#aph#gereng#geruk#aph england#aph germany#aph france#aph italy#i'd love to tag this as frukgerita#because I do love that poly ship SO MUCH#but in this blog they are not involved in the relationship#but are like more than friends#also feli might not be single anymore wink wink#Anonymous
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//Thank you for tagging me! I like these things a lot.
Top three ships: GerEng, RusGerEng, um. IndChu?
Lipstick or Chapstick: Lipstick even though I wear make up very little
Last song: Handlebars - Flobots. I throw my music on shuffle all the time.
Last movie: I don’t watch many movies probably a shitty horror on netflix.
New Reading: I also don’t read much but I’ve been trying to get through Good Omens since the show came out. good book. would love to finish it some time.
@ineffable-alpha-centauri @badlydrawn-baltics @stardomyx @ask-gilbert-and-ludwig
Tag Game!!
I was tagged by @shakespeareanqueer !!
Rule: Tag 9 people you wanna know better!
Top 3 ships - I dont do ships, they disappoint me. *jumps into a pose*
Lipstick or Chapstick -
c h a p s t i c k
Last Song - Billie Jean by Michael Jackson!!
Last Movie - 1917, made me cry. I am very picky about movies too so please go watch this movie!!
Reading -
Novel : 'A Game of Thrones' by George RR Martin
Manga : 'Kimetsu No Yaiba'
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@champangebucky @lmaoitscheese @jtargaryen18 @tecochet @animexreaders @ben-solo @nitroglycerinimagines @aizawamirite @h2bakugou
I am sorry if you didn't want to get tagged! I needed to pick 9 people.
#ooc#long post#Did you know I REALLY like poly ships?#like I love them#they make me so genuinely happy#I also love FrUKGerIta#it's a good one#more love for poly ships#i demand it
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Could you do FrUKGerIta? Poly ships are love, and your edits are also love, so it would be like doubled loveliness.
Never heard of it so you might have to send me some pics or sources where I can find pics! ❤
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mynameismichealwithab replied to your post “What are some of your other favourite ships besides GerEng?”
RusGerEng is my shit OK Or used to be hshsjbsjs
// !! good. it should be everyone’s favourite. it’s such a good poly ship. Arthur sandwich? 10/10 would consume again.
#mynameismichealwithab#I'm so into just picking out my faves and putting them as a poly thing#sometimes I put Ivan into frukgerita stuff
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((To mod, if I may ask, what's your ships except for GerEng?))
// I've answered this question a lot I think the answer changes every time. Other than gereng some of my faves are indchu and scotame. Generally I'll ship a lot of things and I'm a big fan of anything poly. Like I don't much like fruk or gerita but frukgerita as a polycule? Adorable.
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Like, dude. GerIta is one of my OTPs too. And I get being attached to something a lot. But harrassment is never the answer to anything. Just chat up other creators, maybe they like the same ships as you do :3 Be positive instead! Mun, if you never posted that before, aside from GerEng, what are your other ships? More a multishipper or staying more exclusive?
// GerIta is not a bad ship. I don’t personally like it that much - but I’m not a big fan of the more popular ships. like i say, they’re popular for a reason and that’s a reason I can appreciate. positivity is how fandom should work, like if it’s not fun then what’s the point?
Other ships that I like hmm.. I’m kinda a multishipper, though I stick to GerEng mostly here’s some i like in no particular order
IndChu
ScotFra
RusGerEng (rusger/ruseng separately too)
FrUKGerIta (because somehow they’re better when it’s poly)
RusLiet
GerLiet is ok but very very specifically which i will not go into
ScotAme
and then I like some others but only in fleeting moments. and probably quite a few I’m forgetting. as u see I tend to either throw england at everyone or only ship in a very small circle of characters. theyre just the ones i like a lot.
#ooc#I heard that ppl don't like rusliet anymore and that's their loss because it's neat#ask-the-icelandic-sugar
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I’d love to see your opinion on France or the BTT/BFT. :0
France-
Sexuality Headcanon: Pansexual/ just doesn’t really care. c'est la vieGender Headcanon: uses he/him pronouns but easily fluid.A ship I have with said character: FrUKGerIta because I’m a slut for poly ships.A BROTP I have with said character: Him and Austria are the Bitch Duo™A random headcanon: Stupid sentimental and keeps literally everything like a hoarder. you think his house is clean but it’s all just conveniently stuffed into a closet out of sight. General Opinion over said character: He’s a fun dude. needs more love than just ships cus he’s wonderful.
Prussia-
Sexuality Headcanon: I see him as relatively ace? or at least he doesn’t label it.Gender Headcanon: either cis or nb, but I mostly see him as cis. A ship I have with said character: Not many! sometimes with Arthur because I just throw him at everyone and they’re Old Men. A BROTP I have with said character: Him and Germany are best bros figuratively and literally. check it. A random headcanon: Boy likes him some BUGS. entomology? he’s right in there. sketches and pins them. has a whole wall of them. because he thinks they’re fucking neat. General Opinion over said character: I really like him if that wasn’t obvious.
Spain-
Sexuality Headcanon: That’s one bi dude with a male leaning. Gender Headcanon: I haven’t thought about this enough but he gives me that one Cis friend vibes. u know the one that’s like stupid supportive of everyone? ye. A ship I have with said character: again, him and arthur. pirates, man. pirates....A BROTP I have with said character: BTT is like the ultimate bromance.A random headcanon: He’s got serious BDE. Big Dad Energy.General Opinion over said character: tbh I’d like to think about him more but my daydreaming is like zoned in on arthur and lud at any given time.
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