#hungary writes fanfics

[definitelynotanalien]

[23victoria]

slow motion

pairing: oscar piastri x fem!reader

word count: 1.3k

warnings: smut (wrap it before you tap it), cussing, fluff, i think that’s it

authors note: it’s been a min so i need to get something out to you guys!! hope it’s not bad and ignore any typos! ALSO SO PROUD OF OSCAR!!! HE DESERVED THATS WIN!! LOVE HIM SM!! any feedback is appreciated and please like, comment, and reblog!! hope you enjoy!!

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f1 masterlist 1k celebration

“What the fuck, why would they do that?!”

The frustration coursed through you as McLaren’s decision to box Lando first flashed across the screen. Oscar was leading the race, on the brink of his first victory, and yet they chose to pit Lando first. It didn’t make any sense. Every nerve in your body was on edge as you watched the race unfold. The radio messages about switching positions were maddening. It felt like McLaren was orchestrating the race rather than letting it happen naturally.

Finally, when the order came for Lando to let Oscar through, you felt a mixture of relief and lingering irritation. This was Oscar’s moment, his hard-fought victory, but the team’s strategy had cast a shadow over it, making it seem as if it was a gift rather than something he had earned.

When it was time for the podium celebration, your heart swelled with pride. Watching Oscar spray the champagne, his face illuminated with joy, was everything you had dreamed of. The crowd’s cheers echoed in your ears, and you could hardly contain your excitement. He had done it. He had won his first F1 race, and you were bursting with happiness for him.

After the celebrations, you and Oscar are on the way to the hotel. "McLaren needs to get their stuff together," you told him, shaking your head. "They almost ruined it with their strategy. But you, babe, you were amazing out there. You earned that victory."

Oscar smiled, a tired but satisfied look on his face. "Thank you. I can't wait to go home and sleep."

You shook your head playfully. "Oh no, we have dinner tonight. We're celebrating, sorry not sorry."

He groaned, half-jokingly. "Can't we just stay in?"

"Absolutely not," you insisted, laughing. "We're going to have a nice dinner, drink, dance, and celebrate your victory properly."

The dinner party was a nice turnout. Friends and fellow racers gathered around, the atmosphere buzzing with excitement and congratulations. You and Oscar mingled, shared drinks, and danced, reveling in the celebratory mood. Laughter and cheers filled the air, making the night unforgettable.

On the way to the hotel in the car, you couldn’t keep your hands off Oscar. The excitment from the victory was still coursing through both of you, and your desire for him was at an all-time high. You leaned in, kissing his neck softly at first, then more urgently, as your hands roamed over his chest. He tilted his head back, giving you better access as you whispered dirty words into his ear, your breath hot against his skin.

"You're so amazing, Oscar," you murmured, your voice low and seductive. "I can't wait to get you back to the hotel."

He groaned softly, his eyes darkening with desire. "You're driving me crazy, Y/N."

"Sit on the bed," you instructed him, a mischievous glint in your eye.

As soon as you reached the hotel room, you pushed him inside, locking the door behind you. "Sit on the bed," you instructed, your voice commanding yet playful.

Oscar obeyed, his gaze never leaving yours. You slowly began to undress, swaying your hips seductively as you removed each piece of clothing. His eyes followed every movement, his breath hitching as you revealed more of your skin.

Clad only in your lingerie, you straddled his lap, feeling his arousal pressing against you. You ground your hips against him, eliciting a deep moan from his lips. Your hands roamed over his chest, teasing and caressing as you kissed him deeply, your tongue exploring his mouth.

He reached out to touch you, but you pushed his hands away playfully. "Not yet," you teased, moving his hands to his sides as you continued to dance for him. You could feel his arousal growing beneath you, adding to the heat between you.

Finally, you couldn't take it any longer. You pushed him onto the bed and climbed over him, your hands deftly unzipping his pants. You kissed his neck, nibbling on his skin as your hands roamed his body, teasing and tantalizing.

You pushed him back onto the bed, crawling over him with a mischievous glint in your eye. Your fingers deftly unzipped his pants, freeing his erection. You kissed down his chest, trailing your lips lower and lower until you reached his hard length. You took him into your mouth, your tongue swirling around the tip before taking him deeper, your hand stroking what your mouth couldn't reach.

Oscar's hands tangled in your hair, guiding your movements as he groaned with pleasure. "Fuck baby, that feels so good," he breathed, his voice husky with desire.

You slowly sucked his cock, taking your time to pleasure him until he was teetering on the edge. Then, you pulled back kissing his tip, climbing back up to straddle his hips. You guided him inside you, both of you gasping at the sensation. You moved slowly at first, savoring the feeling of him filling you completely. Then, you began to ride him harder, your movements becoming more urgent as the pleasure built between you.

Oscar's hands gripped your hips firmly, his fingers digging into your skin as he helped guide your movements. You rode him slowly at first, savoring the feeling of him filling you completely. The room was filled with the sounds of your heavy breathing, your moans mingling with the rhythmic slap of skin against skin. Every movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

You leaned down to kiss him, your lips meeting his in a passionate embrace. Your tongues danced together, the kiss deepening as your bodies moved in perfect harmony. You felt his muscles tense beneath you, his breath hot against your mouth as he groaned with pleasure.

"God, you feel so good," he murmured against your lips, his voice thick with desire. His hands roamed up your back, pulling you closer as you continued to move together.

You began to ride him harder, your hips moving with increasing urgency. The friction between your bodies was intoxicating, each thrust bringing you closer to the edge. Oscar's hands moved to your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your hardened nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core.

Just when you thought you couldn't take any more, Oscar suddenly flipped you onto your back, taking control. He thrust into you with a new intensity, his movements faster and harder than before. The change in angle sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body, making you cry out his name.

He leaned down, capturing your lips in a fierce kiss as he drove into you. "You're mine," he growled against your mouth, his voice raw with passion. "Every inch of you."

"Yes, Osc," you gasped, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. "I'm yours. Always."

His pace quickened, his hips slamming into yours with a relentless rhythm. The room was filled with the sounds of your moans and the wet, rhythmic slap of skin against skin. His name fell from your lips in a litany of pleasure as he brought you closer and closer to the brink.

"Come for me, Y/N," he commanded, his voice a low, sexy growl in your ear.

His words sent you over the edge. Your body tensed, a powerful orgasm ripping through you. You cried out, your nails digging into his back as you clung to him. Oscar followed soon after, his own release hitting him hard. He buried his face in your neck, groaning your name as he filled you with his warmth.

You lay there together, your bodies entwined, both of you breathing heavily as you came down from the high. Oscar gently brushed a strand of hair from your face, his eyes filled with love and satisfaction.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice tender.

"I love you too, baby," you replied, pulling him into a soft, lingering kiss.

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[sand-rose]

Just uploaded another old fic to ao3!

Secret Identities Are Complicated - Elizabeta Héderváry has a secret: she's the Pretty Guardian known as Sailor Moon! What's not so secret: she's in love with the mysterious Tuxedo Mask. Meanwhile Gilbert Beilschmidt also has a secret: he's in love with Elizabeta. What's a secret even to himself: he's actually Tuxedo Mask! What happens when he gets jealous of his forgotten secret identity?

(PruHun, other characters include Belarus and Seychelles, Hetalia/Sailor Moon crossover, human/school au, rated G, no archive warnings apply, 6 chapters + bonus chapter of art)

This fic will always be one of my favorites just because it's hilarious to me that Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask take sooo long to find out each other's identities in the anime but in the case of PruHun it's not that they're totally oblivious, it's just that they really wouldn't want to believe the other is actually a cool superhero?? And with Gil it's like... my dude... you are jealous of yourself??

Anyway, enjoy!

[hetafluidtexan]

My contribution to the 2024 Hetalia Anthology Zine

No you have not misread the title, I have in fact contributed to this wonderful thing known as the @hws-anthology

Mine was of a writing work that I would be very happy if you were to read as well, along with seeing all the other wonderful work everyone has done

I also have an upcoming bonus surprise related to this that shall be revealed in due time

As for the fic itself

A Mundane Date ____________________ Tw: N/A Characters: Prussia/Gilbert , Hungary/Erszébet Ships: PruHun / Prussia x Hungary  ____________________ Sunnary: Formality and social conventions are both widely regarded as important aspects of love. Erzebet and Gilbert would beg to differ. Dates don’t need to be outrageous and formal to be special. Or in another form, Gilbert and Erzebet go to dinner, decide formality is overrated, and defenestrate social convention with no remorse whatsoever before going to where the wild things are.

The link to this can be found on my Ao3 here

[savameh]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hetalia: Axis Powers Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Liechtenstein & Switzerland (Hetalia), Austria & Liechtenstein (Hetalia), Liechtenstein & Hungary (Hetalia), Liechtenstein & Spain (Hetalia), Liechtenstein & South Italy (Hetalia), Liechtenstein & North Italy (Hetalia), Germany & Liechtenstein (Hetalia), Liechtenstein & Seychelles (Hetalia), Iceland & Liechtenstein (Hetalia), Liechtenstein & Hong Kong (Hetalia) Characters: Liechtenstein (Hetalia), Switzerland (Hetalia), Austria (Hetalia), Hungary (Hetalia), Spain (Hetalia), South Italy (Hetalia), North Italy (Hetalia), Germany (Hetalia), Seychelles (Hetalia), Iceland (Hetalia), Hong Kong (Hetalia) Additional Tags: One Shot, Prompt Fic, Fluff, Family Fluff, Friendship, Nations as Found Family, Slice of Life, Love, Hetalia Countries Using Human Names, World Meeting (Hetalia) Series: Part 2 of Ties of Blood and Water, Part 2 of Flufftober 2023 Summary:

A companion piece to "Ties of Blood and Water".

Liechtenstein realizes just how loved she is at a world meeting.

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Here’s my fic for Day 2 of Flufftober!

[gyunikum]

apparently the fan told bojan they are seeing kaarija and voyager in october and he said tell them i miss them because you'll see them before i do… so i guess no tavastia part 2

oh, we don't need another tavastia :)

they'll meet up in due time. maybe just not so publicly as before. and there is always next year!

[bookneat]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hetalia: Axis Powers Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Austria/Hungary (Hetalia) Characters: Austria (Hetalia), Hungary (Hetalia), France (Hetalia), Saxony (Hetalia), England (Hetalia) Additional Tags: Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Divorce, End of Relationship, Break Up, Historical Hetalia, Post-War, World War I Series: Part 2 of The Hanged Man Summary:

Sitting across from each other, Elizabet and Roderich are forced to finally accept the writing on the wall

[1425fivefive]

Omg share your toxic charlando thoughts!!!!!

An invitation to yap?? Anon, you’re so dear to me.

So: I view Lando and Charles as fundamentally incompatible people who differ in ways that make them an incredibly delicious toxic ship. (As a primer, I'm going to refer you to @gayferrari's essential treatise on this issue.)

For my fanfic purposes, I think there are two key issues: (1) their respective relationships to the media and (2) their emotional presentations.

Lando is just Not Good at consistently presenting himself favorably to a large portion of fans and the media, while Charles is incredible at coming off well in press.

Lando gets dunked on all the time for being immature and childish, in cooldown rooms (see incident with Lewis), on the podium (see Hungary), and on the radio (see Zandvoort). My charitable interpretation is that Lando is often acting out of frustration with himself and truly just does not know how he’s coming off (I’m biased because I competed in a highly competitive activity for years and did some … controversial things because I wanted to win so badly and hated myself when I lost). As evidence, Lando often walks things back that he’s said in the heat of the moment once he has time to reflect.

My less charitable interpretation is that he is just … kind of childish. His family is extremely wealthy, he’s spent his life in the bubble of racing and missed out on a lot of normal life experiences. It’s the same reason many tennis players are basically emotionally frozen at the age they start playing professionally.

In contrast, Charles is so fucking polished all the time. Even when Ferrari were disasters under Binotto, Charles always toed the party line. I think that he’s hyper conscious of how lucky he is to race for Ferrari and he also benefited from a relatively more “normal” upbringing.

All that’s to say, for my fanfic purposes, I think each of them just doesn’t really fuck with the other’s vibe. Lando thinks Charles is too polished to the point of being fake, which he doesn’t respect. Charles views Lando as petty and immature because he speaks his mind when he probably shouldn’t.

It all gets even more delicious when you consider the Oscar of it all. Oscar who was a fan of Lando’s, sort of acting as Lando’s second fiddle, and now he’s starting to match Landos performances and befriending Charles? (See Adoption Saga, multiple podiums, cooldown room in Baku). Gorgeous, beautiful, so much potential for jealousy when someone you like likes someone you don’t fuck with.

Obviously I have lots of thoughts and I am writing a very horny fic about it lmao. And again, I’m approaching this from “what makes good narratives from my fics” not “what do I think is objectively, demonstrably true.” At the end of the day, I have no idea how these guys actually feel about each other. I also am a massive fan of both so… do with that what you will.

[rose-tinted-juls]

game time!

i just realised i had this in my drafts since the beginning of the month oops

thank you for the tag @vinvantae <33

are you named after anyone?

my middle name is my grandma's name, but otherwise no. always wanted a cool story for my name but i don't have one *shrug emoji*

when was the last time you cried?

uhm yesterday? i'm overly emotional, even more so when it's that time of the month so yeah.

do you have kids?

nope. want to have some one day though. but that's only the future.

what sports do you play / have you played?

i did aikido, volleyball, tennis, hiphop dance, running. now i'm only mountain biking, and even that not so often.

do you use sarcasm?

all the time. sarcasm is my only defence, as a fave character of mine once said.

what's the first thing you notice about people?

their eyes. but sometimes it's their outfit or just a specific piece of that

what is your eye colour?

dark brown

do you prefer scary movies or happy endings?

oooh romcom girlie all the way. i hate horror movies anyway.

any talents?

hehe no. i wish.

where were you born?

in my hometown, in hungary

do you have hobbies?

too many to count. writing and reading fanfic, calligraphy, my bullet journal, scrapbooks, playing music (piano and ukulele), reading

do you have any pets?

no:(( always wanted a dog but my dad and sis are allergic to animal fur so we couldn't.

what was your favourite subject at school?

english (as in my first foreign language, i love learning languages)

what's your dream job?

well the dream dream would be something in f1, but i don't think it's anywhere near possible so i'll say owning a bakery. that one seems impossible enough lol

tagging: @de-luxeviolets @dreamlikeapsycho & anyone who would like to do it as most of my moots have already been tagged

[gallawitchxx]

thursday tag games galore!

i was tagged by a ton of cuties to do two tag games yesterday & as i was gallivanting around with @whatwouldmickeydo, i didn't have time to play! but seeing as she's left me for cooler temperatures & more mountains, it's time to drown my sorrows & catch up! hehehe

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🥨 a bite-sized weekly tag wednesday 🥨

thank you to @deedala @suzy-queued @energievie @stocious @sgtmickeyslaughter

@heymrspatel & @mmmichyyy for tagging me <33

here's a FEW little questions about...amounts of things and stuff!!

but first...

name: bee-bee-eight

zodiac sign: cancer

and now...

🍴🥯🍿🍫🍅🍙🥐🥓🍩🍬🥜🍒🍴

how tall are you? 5'5" (167.64cm)

how many countries have you been to? i think 18? united states, mexico, costa rica, united kingdom, france, spain, italy, greece, croatia, hungary, czech republic, germany, austria, the netherlands, belgium, denmark, sweden, & finland.

how long have you been on tumblr? oof, like 12-13 years? but then i feel like i had a blog in high school too that's been lost to the interwebs... for the best.

how many blogs do you follow? 245 (how? who are they? lmaooo)

how often do you go to the movies? pretty regularly tbh. we're amc a-list members & i looove seeing movies in theatres. one of my superpowers is buttering popcorn! hehehe. recently, we've seen blink twice, trap & the substance & we're going to go see red one soon with friends!

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thank you to @firecrxtch for starting this fun game & thanks to @ohkate @blue-disco-lights @wehangout @energievie

@takeyourpillsbitchh & @deedala for tagging me to play! xx

how long have you been writing fics? publicly, since 2021!

what fic are you reading right now or what was the last one you read? i recently devoured the immaculate How to Disappear: A Traveler's Guide for Delinquents and Miscreants by @deedala & then i just read loving you with no conditions by @sam-loves-seb because she said it was the one she was most proud of & ....YEAH!

what fic are you most proud of? this one's tough, but probably M8TE! i just love those feral boys so much & it was so fun to write!

what is the last fic you wrote? my installment of Having A Ball, which was a collab with my muse @callivich!

your 3 favourite fanfic tropes: mutual pining, only one bed, forbidden romance

what is your favourite thing about writing fics? god, the community!! it's just such a rush to create with & alongside others! the energy is infectious & it's so fulfilling to cheerlead for the pals & know that they'll be there to hype me up too! fandom forever!

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tagging a few more beloveds! play none, one, play 'em both! but know that i cherish you! @whatthebodygraspsnot @thisdivorce @too-schoolforcool @crossmydna @darlingian <333

[hopeymchope]

Thoughts about this blog and Danganronpa in light of our current reality

For a long time this blog has been foremostly a Danganronpa blog. I've spent eight years sharing artwork/fic of it, talking theories about it, analyzing the writing, responding to asks about it, and sometimes (all too rarely) posting my own fanfic for it.

I discovered Danganronpa in the back half of 2016. I think that was an ideal time for me to get into it, because it spoke to me on a level that went beyond just its quirky, believable characters and its engaging mystery/puzzle mechanics — it was, after all, ultimately about hope shining through the darkest of times. And in when the end of 2016 hit, things felt pretty dark. Here in the U.S., we elected to power a blatant conman who constantly lied and focused on hate to rile people up. It felt insane to even see this fucker get the nomination in 2016, because I'd grown up in a reality where a man shouting "WOO!" at a rally one time took him from being the frontrunner for his nomination to being a distant loser, because his enthusiasm was "unpresidential" somehow. But hey—at least there were some controls in place in 2016. It's not like the populist demagogue president eight years had the entire government or even his own entire party on his side.

Today, though... Danganronpa's messaging about Hope feels like a very silly sentiment. If I'd only started getting into the series THIS year, I'd have found its messaging incredibly trite and clownishly optimistic.

Over the past 15 years we've seen the entire globe turn farther towards dictators and facism. Look all around: Hungary, Egypt, Italy, Poland, Brazil, and so on. "But there's extenuating circumstances to many of those," someone might say. "Like, Hungary barely had democracy for approximately 25 years, so they didn't really feel a need to fight to keep it." And, I mean... sure? But as a counterpoint, Italy is a country that already endured a dark period of facism that was devastating to them... and felt no need to stop it from returning, either.

Here in the U.S., the man who once seemed like an awful human being in 2016 turned out to be worse than we ever imagined: abducting immigrants' children at the border to be auctioned off for raising by white families, boasting of his dreams of being a dictator, committing almost countless crimes to the point that we couldn't even be bothered to pursue/prosecute many of them. He tore down our early-warning system for infectious agents coming out of China, literally causing us to lose millions to the COVID pandemic. The damage he did to our institutions like Education was going to take my whole lifetime to undo. He was linked to a a child sex trafficker very deeply — and his party didn't care! And despite all this, the people elected him again. This time with NO controls in place. He has the entire government on his side, and he's refashioned his entire party to be 100% loyal to him. His second-in-command is exactly like him. The damage he will do will be far beyond anything we could undo in my lifetime now.

In 2016, we thought people were ignorant. People weren't paying enough attention. That was the opimistic view. It's been 10 years of constant publicity about who this man is now, though, and we now have to accept that the majority of people aren't ignorant: They're disgusting. Awful. There is no way in hell these people haven't seen this man speak out loud after all this time, and yet they still chose him.

The idea that Hope overcomes Despair feels so incredibly dumb now that it's hard for me to keep posting about this fictional reality. Because I can't even imagine ANY alternate universe where human beings are capable of such a thing. Humanity is far too shit for that.

Let me bring up another fictional universe that I find incredibly obnoxious at the moment: Did you know there's a new Superman movie coming out next year — one that is focused on him as a symbol of hope that humanity rallies around? The idea literally pisses me off right now. When I think about someone publishing a fairy tale like that in our current reality, I just can't fathom it. In what possible dimension, what insane timeline would human beings rally around an alien being as a symbol of hope for them? Come ON: We know that's impossible now. Human beings aren't like that. We're hateful little shitbags. We'd throw rocks at an alien like that and call for his death! He's an alien! There's no such tolerance in the nature of humanity. Humanity is a festering disease.

You get the gist. It's hard for me to say much about DR or the fandom on this blog these days, because Hope is a hyper-unrealistic luxury. To pretend otherwise feels like a fundamental failure in our self-understanding—a whitewashing of our truth. You're just trying to look away from what we are. NO. Stare at it until you accept it. Why are we distracting ourselves with comforting, completely unrealistic ideals? I can no longer tolerate that kind of make-believe. Despair is all we've got. It's what we've chosen. It's the only thing we deserve.

[sand-rose]

Just uploaded a new fic to both ao3 and ff.net!

The Heist - When the Anführer of District 49 summons Elizabeta for an urgent meeting, she isn't sure what to expect. Gilbert reveals he wants her help in a heist and that it HAS to be her. No one else. Expecting thrills and excitement from the endeavor, she agrees to participate. She doesn't even know what they're stealing, as he's intent on keeping it a secret. But as long as everything goes according to plan all will be revealed… and stolen, of course.

(PruHun, Gangsta Hetalia, rated T, no archive warnings apply, romance, one shot, takes place a few years before the card battle)

This isn't the fic I've been talking about but the idea popped into my head the other day and I just HAD to write it. As a little treat and break from my current fic. I'd like to draw something for this fic so when I do I'll update the cover on ff.net and add the story art as a bonus chapter on ao3. And post it here too, of course. But I'm glad I got to write some Gangsta PruHun! Trust me, it won't be the last time. lol

[peppermint-chocolate-cherries]

How Many Hetalians Have I Killed In My Fanfics?

If there's anything that makes it hard to promote my own writing, aside from the length of the fics and the topic matters, it's the heavy death tolls.

Absorbing the Deck (18 deaths) and The Nefarious Mathilda Jones (25 deaths) really went to town with it, while my other three fics have toned it down to 1-2 deaths per story. However, I still have that inkling to write another mass-death story at some point.

That's why I figured that a little disclaimer about the death toll to attach to my profile's Fanfiction Masterlist would be a good idea. I went back through my (currently five) fanfics to see how many characters I've killed off and who's managed to live to the end of every story. The tallies are below the cut!

Some of the characters reference notes at the bottom for explanations. These notes WILL contain story spoilers, so read with caution!

WHO I HAVE KILLED IN TWO (2) STORIES

Sweden

Norway

Finland

Austria

Hungary

Germany

France

Spain

Switzerland

China

Poland (Note 4)

England

Lithuania (Note 4)

WHO I HAVE KILLED IN ONE (1) STORY

America

Denmark

Romania (Note 1)

Turkey (Note 1)

Netherlands (Note 1)

Jeanne d'Arc

Egypt (Note 1)

Japan

Greece (Note 1)

South Italy

Russia (Note 2)

Belarus

Liechtenstein

Estonia

Ukraine (Note 3)

Czechia

Slovakia

Seychelles

Australia

Ancient Rome

Prussia

Sealand

Vietnam

WHO HAS MIRACULOUSLY SURVIVED ALL MY STORIES THEY'VE APPEARED IN TO DATE

Canada (Note 2)

Iceland

Portugal (Note 1)

South Korea (Note 1)

North Italy

Latvia

Monaco

New Zealand

Taiwan

Macau

Hong Kong

Cuba (Note 1)

Scotland

NOTES (SPOILERS AHEAD)

Note 1 - In Absorbing The Deck, these characters are mentioned as previous Deck Royals serving Hearts, Clubs or Diamonds. Their deaths are mentioned in passing for how and when the current set of Deck Royals came into power. As this is more background information than anything, these deaths do not count in the official death list.

Note 2 - Extreme major spoiler alert here for The Nefarious Mathilda Jones, their two deaths were 100% faked and therefore do not count. If you've read the story and still don't know how she survived that, the clues all come from the chapter before her sudden death. That previous death scene paints in excruciating detail what was for show versus what actually caused the death. Naturally, since she was still alive, they both escaped in time.

Note 3 - For The English Quixote, it is believed at the time of the story that she's been dead for 6 years. It's revealed later on that she's just magically comatose, and true love's kiss can wake her up again. Since she was not actually dead, this does not count on the death list.

Note 4 - Contrary to the past deaths not mattering in Absorbing the Deck, these two deaths many centuries prior to the main plot for Only Aces Remain do count. Tolys gets a whole chapter to tell his life story and narrate the events that led to both Feliks's death and his own execution for twelve (12) counts of regicide.

[hetalian-veteran]

Hetalia Headcanon #8

(Prepare for angst. There's probably a fanfic on this, but whatever. This came to mind and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it).

It's not just Prussia who knows that Germany is HRE. Austria, Hungary, and even France know this as well. After Prussia took HRE in and found that he had no memories of his life before becoming Germany, Prussia was faced with a choice.

He could either choose to educate Germany on his past life, thus forcing him to relive the pain and trauma he'd suffered. Or he could just leave his little brother in the dark about his past to spare him the emotional turmoil, thus giving the poor kid a clean slate. Prussia chose the latter.

But to make sure his little brother never found out the truth, he had to come clean to Austria, Hungary, and France. Why those three? Because those three already knew HRE quite well before he became Germany. Prussia understood that if they saw his new little brother, they'd be able to connect the dots pretty quickly. And to make sure they didn't say anything to or around Germany, he had to tell them about the choice he made regarding the boy's well-being.

He came clean to them not long after Germany was made a nation. While initially hesitant, they heard out his reasoning and agreed that this was probably the best choice for Germany. It was best to give the kid a fresh start.

Austria, however, brought up the fact that Italy was still in love with HRE, and was deep in mourning, as he believed him to be dead. Prussia told him that, while it was unfortunate, they had to keep little Italy in the dark as well. All to protect this secret. They all reluctantly agreed.

As Germany got older, Prussia pondered whether or not to tell him the truth, but there eventually came a time when he felt there would be no point in telling him. So he, Austria, Hungary, and France all keep the secret to this day.

With no intention to tell Germany anything.

(Like I said, there's probably a fanfic on this somewhere on the internet, but this has been buzzing around my head for the last several days and I had to write it out).

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So as I said im obsessed with the von Krolocks being hungarians so I'm gonna share my best hc names for Count von Krolock

And just to be clear I love the Breda von Krolock headcanon but during the time period he was born hungarians and székelyek (hungarian ethnicity) were the ones in position of power so its more likely he was hungarian than romanian

So anyways my top 5ish names for him

#6-Bánk von Krolock: (for hungarians yes as a reference to Bánk Bán) its from a hungarian origin and means Bán (wich was kinda like a rank like a count) it just rolls nicely off the tounge and because we only know him as Count von Krolock its funny if he was just named after another rank)

#5- Előd von Krolock: Another name of hungarian origin. It meand "First" but has been interpreted as "Beginning" which is kinda fitting if we see him as the beginning of this whole vampire thing. Also means "ancestor".

#4- Holló von Krolock: Holló literally means Raven. Sounds Gothic, thats all.

#3- Táltos von Krolock: also hungarian origins, means "Possessing magical abilities" and it comes from the word táltos who were basically prophets of the old hungarian religion (before christianity) who were doctors, prophets and other religious roles. They werent taught, instead "called" to this role. Which goes nicely with Krolocks seemingly magical abilities like teleporting during the songs (or running really fast) and how he refers to himself as a mage during songs (mostly trying to very (not) subtly rizz up Alfred)

#2- Lehel von Krolock: Hungarian origin, comes from the old name "Lél". It probably means "soul" and that kinda explains why I picked it no?

#1- Vajk von Krolock: Look it just sounds nice. Also old hungarian name, originally the name of Saint Stephen before he got baptised. And the meaning is "rich" and "plentiful".

But hear me out. Some people say Vajk originates from the name Bajik which means "Righteous man" Ironic.

Honorable mentions:

+Ódor von Krolock. Comes from the german name Ulrich and means "Grand" and "Ruler" which is fitting but i wanted to go for hungarian origins

+²Géza von Krolock -Given that ALMOST EVERYONE WAS CALLED EITHER GÉZA OR BÉLA OR JÁNOS OR ANDRÁS OR LÁSZLÓ during that time its fitting but Géza as a name is kinda memed on in hungary (you know its so common its funny) and I can't unsee that here) Also original hungarian name, means "Little prince" or well "princeling" to be accurate, just like Bán, its a name coming from a rank.

+even more slightly less honorable mentions:

Kálmán-turkish origin, means "Left alive" which is funny for an undead count

Koppány- hungarian origin, means "grand" "victorious" "strong"

Herbert- Lets be honest here. If you look at any noble families you see tons of "II" and "III" heck sometimes even "IV". Even in their era there are tons of kids wearing their fathers name. Other than plot reasons why would they be different?

Before you ask no I'm not fine <3

Tell me which one you like the most please I need to hear feedback before I start writing fanfics 💀

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I don't know if anyone can relate to this but as someone who's from a small/less well-known country, for me it's so weird to see when people from outside Hungary ship a Hungarian person with someone.

Not that it's a bad thing, it's just that for me real person shipping has always been something that focuses on famous people usually from England/US so it's really new for me to see that now there's this one Hungarian football player who's become popular enough for people to start shipping him with other football players and post about them on Tumblr and write stories about them in English.

It's really weird to think about him being a fanfic character and people shipping him with his teammates. 😃 I guess experiencing something like this puts shipping/fanfic writing into a different lighting.