#katyusha braginskaya

[rosethreeart]

I hate when Ukraine is called Katyusha Braginskaya

What name do you think would be better? /genuine

I’ve really only seen that one used

[mustela28nivalis]

How I hate it when Ukraine is called Katyusha Braginskaya. She is the personification of another country, therefore she cannot bear the name of Russia, you don’t call Belarus Natasha Braginskaya (right?). Here are the Ukrainian diminutives of Katerina and there are no Katyushas among them

[the-phoenix-heart]

Here is the next character in my series, Ukraine, who I think came out beautifully.

She’s got the short blonde hair, the large blue eyes, the face structure, the soft but also unrelenting feel, and the maternal vibe. I adore her.

Here are other Hetalia Artbreeders I have done.

[uwuaii]

Based on the newest Hetalia strips

(And I wanted a pretext to draw her with my headcanon body)

[abrilia235]

{ CanUkr | autumn | cottagecore }

I don’t want to wake up from this dream

a gift for the beautiful lady:@emma-likes-to-write

I don't ship them but this ship is very cute 💖👄💖✨

[abbyelises]

more from my quest actually - actually had fun w this one! i know poland isnt here and i honestly dont know why i forgot him but i guess he’ll just go w center-west europe????? hhhhhh :/

ANYWAY take these cold bois + baltics

[madirablack]

soviet siblings aesthetic

[katurnos]

Happy Halloween 🎃

[vargasswhole]

CLICK 4 BETR QUAL

scribbly slavs!!! they’re watching a russian horror film n chillin. 

nat wants to be a bounty hunter. kat wants a farm. ivan wants to sleep.

(he’s an astrophysics major)

[itsisabellelive]

[writtenonthesubwaywalls]

The Glistening of fangs- Chapter seven

"Alfred, would you explain this to me?" What color that was left in Alfred's face drained from it. "It's just- just a letter from- from my brother. Nothing to worry yourselves about," he managed, not moving from his spot on the floor. He was still stroking the pale spot with a finger absentmindedly. "If you will not tell me I'm going to have to drag it out of you, Fedya," Ivan warned. "And I don't want to have to do that to you." Alfred tucked his knees close to his chest, a soft whine escaping him. Then, in a very soft voice, "Please don't do that." He looked up and actually made eye contact with the Russian man. Alfred's eyes were dull and unseeing, and his cheeks were wet, presumably from tears. He looked distant, almost as if he wasn't there. He got on to his knees and crawled closer to him, then sat back on his heels and brought his hands together, pleading. "Please don't punish me again. I can't take it. Don't leave me alone again, Master, please! I'll be good I promise!" His voice was hysterical. Alfred collapsed against Ivan's legs, a silently sobbing mess. The only sound that came from him was a soft chanting of "I'm sorry,", over and over. Ivan could do nothing but gape at the human. What did he do to you? Katyusha knelt down, one hand on the floor and one reaching out to touch Alfred's arm. When she made contact, he flinched and hiccoughed. "Please don't." "Shh, it's okay," she whispered in Russian, drawing him closer to her. He let himself be moved, and started to calm down when she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, still whispering in the foreign tongue. Alfred took a shaky breath to calm himself, and sat up, scrubbing at his face with the backs of his hands. He made a sound that looked like a pitiful excuse for a chuckle, but sounded more like a cough. "I'm sorry. I don't know that I wanted you to see me like that ever." Alfred refused to look at any of them. Ivan squatted down in front of him. "Alfred," Ivan drawled out, "Your last master was Arthur Kirkland, master of the Britis Isles. Your brother's name starts with an M, and he was kept there with you. And from the way this sounds, they were rather fond of you. Am I right?" Alfred nodded slowly. "I figured as much. This is why you needed my protection." Another nod. "How did you manage to escape him? I've heard that he's very powerful and that others have died trying to do what you did." Katyusha's eyes were wide. "That is not what is important now," Natalia snapped at her. She turned her attention to the human. "So you are only using my brother?" Alfred shook his head furiously. "No, no, no. I do love it here; far more than I ever could have dreamed. I just needed a place to go at the time, promise!" "How can we know that you aren't lying to us?" Ivan held his hand up, closing his eyes and letting out a long breath. "Sister, I do not believe that he is lying to us. What reason would he have? I would think that he would have told us about Master Kirkland sooner if that was the case." Alfred nodded, looking like a dear in headlights. "Please don't be upset with me." Ivan carded a hand through the other's hair, ending the motion with his hand resting on Alfred's cheek. A small smile crept onto his face. "I'm not." Later... Alfred was sitting cross-legged on the dark red couch, scribbling things down into a yellow pad of paper, occasionally cursing quietly and scratching something out. He was so focused on what he was doing that he hadn't noticed when a body had joined him, sharing a nice cool with his heated skin. "What are you doing, Fedya?" he asked, startling him out of his thoughts. "Mother of fuck!" he exclaimed, dropping the pad on the floor in his panic. He flailed, trying to catch it before it hit the floor and failing. Ivan giggled, making Alfred glare at him heatedly. "Dude, you gotta stop sneaking up on me like that." "But why?" he asked innocently, wrapping his arms around Alfred's shoulders. "It's always so fun to watch how you react." Alfred pouted, leaning forward to pick up his papers and grumbling, "It is not." "Sure it is! You're aways so animated. It's quite refreshing for me." "Refreshing..." Alfred's voice petered out, and he became lost in thought again. Ivan nudged him persistantly. "You never answered my question, Fedya." Alfred sighed. "I'm trying to decide what to write back. There's a lot I need to tell him and I don't know how old this letter is. It could easily have been an entire month or two ago when he sent it. Should I tell him where I am? Should I..." his voice faded out, "Should I tell him that I'm coming back for him?" Ivan pulled back and Alfred looked at him, meeting eyes for all of half a second before looking back down again. "I do not think it wise for you to leave my territory again, especially so soon. I do not want you doing something foolish and getting yourself taken by some other party or getting hurt. What if Kirkland were to find you and catch you?" Alfred scoffed and rolled his eyes. "What's the worst he's going to do, kill me?" Ivan put a hand on his chin, lifting his face so he didn't have the choice of looking away. "Alfred, there are worse things than dying." ~*~*~*~ aaaand cut! i got stuck halfway through and couldnt think about what to write so i postponed the publish date (again) here it is though! enjoy everyone!

[spiritmoon23]

The Glistening of Fangs- chapter five

*** "What do you think of him?" he asked, resting his head on the edge of the bed. He was knelt on the floor, gazing happily at his new charge. "I think that he'll be a good start if you want to go back to having a steady flock like you used to," the short haired woman put in, crossing the room and moving to stand behind the other, following his gaze and watching the gently sleeping figure on the bed. "Well, I only want what's best for you, big brother." "As do I," added a voice from the doorway. "Then I believe that I will keep him. I just hope he doesn't leave me too." *** Alfred rushed through the kitchen, trying to see what all they had there and whether or not he could make pancakes with it. He had climbed up onto the counter and was reaching for an interesting looking box when he heard a voice from the doorway. "When I went to your room this morning and you weren't there, I hadn't really expected you to be climbing the walls." Alfred yelped, losing his footing and tumbling to the floor. He braced himself for the pain of hitting the ground. But it never came. He opened one eye apprehensively, then the other. When he did, he found that his face was mere inches from someone else's. The lavender eyes were crinkled at the sides with worry. "Are you okay?" Ivan asked. His breath was cold and Alfred could taste how clean it was. "Uh-h, yeah, I think so. Think you could let me up, though?" If vampires had blood, Ivan would have been blushing. "Of course! I'm very sorry; I don't mean to make you uncomfortable." He lifted the other up, setting him upright and choosing to look at the ground bashfully. The young American found the sight rather endearing, and laughed quietly to himself before going back to trying to reach the box without having to climb the counter. Ivan noticed and walked over behind him. "If you just failed at reaching that, why are you doing it again?" "Because," he said, crossing his arms and glaring up at the box, "I need to have that box and I have no other way to get to it." Ivan pointed to the box and flicked his wrist, sending it off of the shelf an into Alfred's hands. Alfred stared at it for a second, then muttered a short, "I forgot you could do that," under his breath. "I have only one question for you: what are you going to attempt to be doing with a box of pasta?" The American swore quietly. "I was going to make pancakes, but I can't find enough of the ingredients to make it." He pouted a little and put the box back into the cabnet, albeit a little lower than the original shelf it had been on. "Pancakes... Oh, you mean blin! I can make blin with what I have here," he said, moving over to the counter and pulling various items out of various places and setting them down on the white surface. The two set about putting the dish together, the vampire teaching the other this and that about the origin of the food and telling any small stories he could fit in. When they were done making it and had eaten, Alfred sipped some coffee, closing his eyes and sighing contentedly. "Wow. Those were amazing." "They were. And thank you for letting me make them with you." Alfred opened his eyes and met Ivan's, the light dancing off of them. "Of course. Why wouldn't I?" Ivan shook his head and shrugged. "I don't know. It's just nice." -------- "Hey Ivan," Alfred called from his place on the floor. "When was the last time you changed out your mirrors?" That is an odd question, he thought, looking up from his book. He saw Alfred sitting on the floor, small bits and pieces of metal and wires strewn about, and a camera and screw driver in his hands. "I wouldn't know. Why?" "Because I wanted to show you something amazing." With that, he brought the camera sight up to his eye, catching a picture of the other. A small piece of paper slid out of the bottom, which Alfred took out and shook. Ivan looked at him skeptically. "Alfred, I won't show up in a picture." "Oh I know. But this isn't your average camera." He crawled on his knees over to him, resting his elbows on the arm of the chair and holding out the picture for the other to take. "It's an old Polaroid that I got from my dad way back when I was younger that I've fixed up since living with Ar- I mean, my last master. It has no mirrors, no silver. And since it's light capturing, not soul capturing like people used to think, you'll be able to show up in it!" Ivan was stunned. He hadn't heard that there were ways to actually capture a vampire on film. He looked at the now fully developed picture in wonder. "Where did you get a camera like this?" "I didn't," Alfred beamed, "I engineered it myself, remember? I figured that I should put my basic knowledge of mechanics and optics to some use for once. "We should show your sisters too! Who knows when the last time it was that they actually saw what they look like?" Ivan turned the little device over in his hands and nodded. "Yes, I would like to have another photograph of us all together." Ivan called for his sisters, each one entering the room about a minute later. "What is it, Vanya?" Katyusha asked, moving to stand by her brother and the kneeling human on the floor. Natalia, once again, chose to hang in the doorway rather than approach Alfred, whom she was still wary of. "You two stand together for a second," he told them, which they complied with, albeit rather questioningly. Quickly, before they could ask what he was doing, he snapped the picture. "Big Brother, you know that we won't show up on that," Natalia looked at him in confusion, then darkly at Alfred. "If he put you up to this-" "Just wait, sister. This is amazing." The small paper slid out of the bottom again, and he grabbed it and shook it, then smiled when it developed all the way. "Here." Katyusha took the picture and gasped, showing it to the other woman and excitedly stuttering out something that Alfred could once again not understand. But the way that all of them seemed to light up at the small thing was enough for him, so he chose just to stand in the background and smile. A few words were exchanged between the siblings, some nodding and gestures sprinkled in to the mix. Then, both Katyusha and Natalia walked over to him, the shorter one walking just behind her sister. Katyusha put her hands on his shoulders and locked eyes, smiling a little. "Thank you, so much." With that, she pulled him into a tight embrace. He stood there, completely caught off guard, before returning it tentatively. Natalia stepped up and rested a hand on his arm, nodding to him and stepping back. "I guess that was pretty cool, huh?" ~*~*~*~ originally they thought that reflections were actually views of the soul, and so since vampires didnt have a soul they wouldn't show up. Add silver to the mix and you can keep this rule for quite a long time, up until fairly recently when they stopped putting silver as the reflective parts of mirrors. And since there'd be no silver in this camera (unlike quite a lot of others, including digital ones like your phone) they would all show up (in theory anyways. i dont know any vampires that I can test this with)

[uwuaii]

I honestly wanted to make a post with more girls but I’m too slow and rather than posting in a year I’ll leave this one here for now :’)

[lycorislilit]

Big sister <3

[jeloneuu]

[2334242xiao]

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