#look at gilbird

[pruszided]

Oh yeah, the song he's singing is FDJ (Freie Deutsche Jugend) by IFA Wartburg.

Freie Deutsche Jugend was a socialist group of free german youth in East-Germany. In West-Germany it was banned, that's why after the union wasn't the group popular and succesful anymore.

Anyways, I like all the drawings, especially the first one. He's drinking Czechia's beer with a straw, how sly! And Austria is just watching the situation. Perfect!

🐤🇩🇪

[shadowcatzone]

Yanqing & Fu Xuan

-both are child coded

-both are prodigies

-both think the old man is kind of helpless

-i have both

[princess-snow-wolf]

Cutting out stickers to hand out at Kumoricon. Gonna try to have a stack ready by then. picture commission made by https://ko-fi.com/twintuy

[maplesyrupandsnow]

I found something that I think Prussia (( @ask-the-awesome-prussian )) might like..

It kind of looks like Gilbird

Woah.. Ive been thinking a lot about him recently, haven't I? Oh who knows.. I'll probably buy this for him

[hetalia-club]

Hetalia Characters That Would Still Love You If You Were A Worm

This is not a hypothetical, you are not shaking them awake in the middle of the night. They were your bf and you are now transformed into a worm. I am doing a character read here, don't get offended lol. This is solely based on character assessments no favoritism was in place.

Italy- No, he didn't sign up for this Germany- Yes, he's in it for the long haul Japan- No, tbh he didn't like you that much to start with Romano- Maybe...Depending on the situation. Most likely no tho. Prussia- Yes, he likes worms worms are cool. Gilbird would eat you if you stay tho. America- No, would not want to be responsible for your new worm form. Canada- No, he would just want to be friends now England- No, but he wouldn't break up with you because he would feel guilty. But he would protect you as a worm, maybe a nice terrarium. France- No, this cramps his style very much, he cannot be dating a worm. Russia- Yes! he would still love you if you were a worm. Would carry you in a jar in his pocket. China- Depends on the kind of worm. Caterpillar, yes. Earth worm, no. He has standards. Sweden- Yes, plain and simple. He loves you for you. Finland- Nah, it's not you it's him... Denmark- Would try to love you as a worm but could not get past the worm part in the end. Iceland- Yea sure, he's fine with it, it's whatever. Norway- No, he's been looking for a way to break up for awhile and this is perfect for him.

[artist-kili]

Dis is me <3

First three pictures are me as baby Gilbert (with an adorable Gilbird by @smoothie03 ) in my very messy and very small room (and the cosplay is super warm)

The last picture is me in my favorite sweat-shirt with an adorable necklace with Yggdrasil on a pearly white background. (I love how rosy my skin looks!)

[ask-the-awesome-prussian]

i lik gilbirb he awsom lookin

[no typing quirk: I like Gilbird, he's awesome looking!]

×⠀┊⠀@ask-the-little-candy-devourer

Gilbird as as awesome as me!

My advice, get your very own pet bird! They can fly, they're cute, and they eat anything and everything (Well at least Gilbird does)

[these-weirdnations]

Headcanons for Ludwig’s and Gilbert’s pets✨ I hope to do these for many other characters!

Neko!germany

He’s a Russian blue, and was a gift to a young Ludwig in the late 1800s by some human aristocratic, at first Ludwig wasn’t sure, as he was very much a dog person, but grew to love him all the same.

Was named little flower because he was a itty bitty kitten when they got him.

Is very dog friendly, but would push Gilpurr of a shelf for a corn chip.

Neko!prussia + Gilbird

Gilbert has had Gilbird since childhood but adopted Neko!prussia of the street 1700s maybe? Related to him a lot as he

He’s deaf, as most white cats with blue eyes, especially albino cats, tend to be born deaf.

And because of that he is LOUD, like seriously look up deaf cat videos they do not hold back, It doesn’t help when Gilbird joins in…

I wanted to say Gilbird was a yellow canary but they weren’t introduced to Europe until a lot later so :/

Blackie, Berlitz and Aster

Blackie is one of those German shepherds that have a lot more black then tan, hence the name.

Always imagined Aster as the golden retriever but apparently Berlitz is actually supposed to the golden retriever but I didn’t realise that until afterwards so oops

Their probably all sardined into Ludwig’s bed at night. There’s a step at his bed so Berlitz doesn’t hurt his back.

Aster was the first dog Ludwig had as a child, she originally was hre. Then came Blackie, then Berlitz.

Have you ever heard a choir consisting of three dogs, a deaf cat and a bird? The neighbours sure have.

[universe-in-the-void-in-the-cube]

Nocturnal

Author: Iggwilv

Word Count: 4,304

Rating: T+

Summary: Prussia sees R’lyeh commit a dark ritual in the Dark Forest of Germany.

Notes: This is a Hetalia/Cthulhu Mythos crossover fic.

Disclaimer: Prussia is from Hetalia and is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya, Shub-Niggurath and The Young of Shub-Niggurath are all owned by H.P. Lovecraft. I own Raya.

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She was working on the dark and vile preparations for the dark rights she had been planning for a week now. The pungent smell of rank decaying mist and dragon’s blood incense filled the dark forest afternoon air. 

Everyone in town had heard of a rumor of the place known as simply the Satan’s Thatch. A cursed and secluded meadow in the middle of the woods near an old dirt road that had a long history of having dark occult rights, satanic black masses and other things that should not be spoken.

Most of the people in the nearby town considered it an urban legend, an ancient wives’ tale that was told to make the kids behave since the first people settled in the area in ages past. But there was more to this place than most people knew about, more to the legends and dark rumors spoken in whispered voices in dimly lit homes, a lot more and none of it in God's great graces any good.

Gilbert Beilschmidt was wandering around the dark forests of the southern Germanic parts of the Holy Roman Empire just taking in the splendor of his father's home. The human personification of the Teutonic Knights was looking for anyone he could fight or just bother. His pet yellow bird, Gilbird, was flying in circles around his head happily as it could be before he just stopped in a gripping fear that led the small bird to fall gently onto Gilbert’s shoulder. Gilbert felt a strange and unnerving feeling as he started to smell something abdominal and repugnant. A smell that turned his stomach, but he wanted to see what and where the horrific smell was coming from. Gilbird chirped in protest, sensing that something evil was in the direction they were looking at, but Gilbert kept walking until he saw her. The sweet and kind young maiden he befriended years earlier, Raya Arlyeh.

Raya was looking an going over the various things that happened earlier on the cold and black slab that seemed to look like a sinister pagan alter. The slab had, what seemed, darkened brown spots in various places as well as pieces of raw looking meet and shattered bone. And in the young Gilbert Beilschmidt's eyes was a sure indication of previous, and extremely resent, sign of various blood sacrifices. She felt Gilbert's fearful and confused eyes watching her standing over the sacrificial alter and she sighed deeply. 

"What is it, Gilbert?" she said in a quiet and calm tone knowing all too well that he was already judging her and her reasons for being in such and dark and evil place.

"Uh..." He was quite surprised that she knew he was there considering she didn’t even turn around. "I wanted to see where the smell was from. It’s really gross." Something was telling him in the back of his mind to not get any closer than he was or maybe it was the quickly queasy feeling that was rapidly festering in the pit of his stomach that was almost violently shouting at the poor boy to get away alive while he still could. Maybe it was Gilbird's frantic chirping in his ear that made him think that he should of came this way, but he didn’t listen to any of his feelings as he took a few steps closer to her. "What are you doing?"

"I am doing…” She paused. Raya wanted to tell him what she was up to, what she was planning to do later that night, but she knew that it would frighten him and since he was a Catholic crusader. “...things child."

It was his job, like other Teutonic Knights in the Holy Roman Empire, to hunt down and torture evil people. All pagans, Jews and Muslims as well as other non-Christian believers, were fodder to the Teutonic Knights in to confessing their sins. As well as any dark and depraved acts with Satan that would send their unholy souls to the deep abysses that was Hell.

"Please Gilbert, it is wise for you to go.” Raya's voice was low and shaking in heartbreak as she struggled to find the right words to tell the boy. “And please… don’t tell anyone what you have seen, smelled, heard, touched or said here. Swear this oath to me. Please I beg of you."

"What? Why? Are you doing something bad?" He was even more curious and stepped even closer now unsure it was wise to do such a bold thing at the moment. "Let me see before I go at least! You can’t deny the awesome me so show me!" he begged in his usual excited tone, that was a bit off because of the ever growing feeling of terror he was feeling the longer he stayed in the area.

"To your leader and your church…” She spoke in a quiet, yet hesitant tone, “...yes I am.” Turning to him, Raya saw the fear in his eyes and the guilt stabbed her heart like a rusted knife. “I am a bad person in their eyes. But… “

Gilbert felt confused about what Raya was saying to him, while Raya herself saw the increasing fear and the now horror of betrayal in the young boy's eyes.

Raya sighed as she finished, “...to the people that still practice your pagan rights… what I am doing is a good thing."

Gilbert couldn't believe what he was hearing as he started backing away from her. 'Pagan rights being a good thing? How could that be so?' His thoughts were racing. 'Was what she was saying true? That is everything I was told to fight against.' As he shook his head as he continued to back away from her scared of what she might do to him. “You’re… You’re one of… them? But… but…”

He suddenly turned around and ran away as fast as he could. He had trusted her. He has learned to care for her. He even started to have feelings that was more than just friendship with her. 'Raya seemed so nice! How could she betray me like this!!!' Gilbert ran to the nearest fort to report what she was doing but he stopped himself. ‘Is she really bad? I know that’s what I was told but… She’s so nice to me… I... I...’

"Gilbert… please; come back! There is a reason why I am doing this." She started chasing him till she caught up to him. "Please… let me explain. Please." She looked at him with tears falling down her face.

He turned to look at her with an expression of mixed feelings. He sighed and looked down. “Fine…”

"Gilbert… there…” Raya paused again. Trying to find the right words to explain what she was doing and what was really going on all in hopes to make the young nation understand her side of things. “There are things in this world that are ancient and dangerous. I am guessing that your father Germania told you stories of these monsters; creatures that have been known to harm and kill humans.”

Gilbert's head rose up as he met her eyes with his. All he could do was nod yes to her question. Yes, his papa Germania told him and his brothers about the monsters and creatures that were in the darkest places in the forests of their homeland. But Gilbert always assumed they were just stupid wife's tails and old folk lore that adults told children to behave.

Raya seeing him nod continued, “And there are some of these very creatures have to be appease to prevent them harming humanity." She bent down and looked at him, "Sometime people have to do bad things that others see as evil and wrong in order to keep the real evil away. Please understand."

"Aren’t those just stories? They can’t be real, right?" He was in denial and didn’t want to believe anything she just said but there was a part of him that old him that what she was saying was God's honest truth that the only righteous thing to do was to believe. His eyes were tearing up as he was starting to get scared. "They… They won’t come, will they? They won’t take me away if I’m bad like daddy said, right? Right?!?"

"No little one… I am going to make sure the monsters stay away. But to do so I must do bad things to make sure they stay away. I…” She was extremely hesitant to tell him anymore than she already had.

Gilbert cocked his head a little to the side as the first couple of tears crawled down his cheeks, “What? What is it? What must you do to keep the monsters away?”

Raya sighed as she lowered her head in guilt. She knew that Gilbert wouldn't stop pestering her till he got the truth from her. Looking up at him, her sea-green eyes meeting his crimson ones, Raya continued. “I must sacrifice a human."

The guilt gnawed at her heart like a starving wolf eating rotted carrion. Not because of what she had to do, but because she didn’t want Gilbert to see what she was going to do latter that night as well as what the Catholic church told the boy that was evil and satanic in their eyes.

His eyes filled with horror. “You… You have to sacrifice a human…? B-but… Why can’t you do that to an animal? Or… Or…” He was crying hard now. He never killed anyone in his entire life and the thought of killing someone, or anyone for that matter, in order to appease some damned monsters was beyond unthinkable to him. He was fighting to hold back the tears, but he couldn’t. He was just too damned scared and confused to do anything else but cry like a little child.

"I am so sorry little one, but…” She swallowed hard as she let out a small sigh, “I have to do what must be done or your country will be in danger. You and your family will be in danger. But I promise you one thing, the human I have to sacrifice will be a bad one… someone condemned to die because of their evil deeds."

Raya’s heart was being shredded on small part after another. She didn’t want Gilbert to know any of this, especially this much. Raya knew that what she was saying to him was a sure way of giving herself away, at least in her eyes, in a religious sense, the enemy. But she was also felt some sense of peace in confiding to someone she believed and deemed a good and dear friend.

Gilbert wanted to run away as fast as he could again and report her for heresy, but his legs wouldn’t move no matter how hard he tried to convince them to move. As Gilbert stood inform of the woman he deeply cared for as a friend, he wiped his tears away with the back of his hand as his head lowered down as he tried to gather the thoughts and things that Raya just said to him.

"For this I am deeply and truly sorry Gilbert, but to save your country and the other lands of the Holy Roman Empire, I must do this."

Gilbert looked up at Raya with anger and hurt that, he hoped, burned her soul deep. "I… I can’t be… I can’t be friends with you anymore!" He screamed at her as he turned around and ran away again.

Raya knew that she couldn’t go after him, not again. The consequences were too dire to go after the boy. Raya stood up as she saw him run off. Her heart broke and sank deep as she lost another friend. She knew the curse that the other primordial nations placed upon her was a dark and deep one. Curses of such magnitude were always dark and deep. Like everything else in her life.

He ran till he fell on his hands and knees onto the grass as he ran out of breath. Gilbert breathing was deep and almost caused him to vomit. Turning around, he laid down on his back and looked up at the clear blue sky. His thoughts were racing as parts of his mind was trying to collect everything that he didn't want to discover. Seeing his little bird friend fly around, Gil raised his arm up, holding his hand straight out so that the little bird could land. It wasn't too long after Gilbird landed and rested in the palm of his hand.

***

It was twilight when Raya and the other pagan followers saw the monstrosity that she and the others went out of their way to appease come into full view. Her sacrifice was tied to the altar, struggling and screaming as he cursed at his captors in Germanic while the pagans started to chant. As the chanting got louder, thunder was heard in the distance as lightning flashed over them as the approaching thunderstorm came closer to them. The wild and sinister howls of a dire wolf pack was heard nearby as if to help the pagan followers bring forth the creature. Soon a bright blood red glow of a circle with a pentagram inside of it surrounded the sacrifice as Raya and the pagans chanted louder. The haunting winds started to whistle and speak in a strange unknowable language while it whipped around them as Raya read aloud from the ancient and strange tomb.

“Ia! Shub-Niggurath! Ia! Shub-Niggurath! The black goat of the woods with a thousand young! We give you this sacrifice in honor of thee! Bless us oh mighty goddess with your dark kiss so we can sing your dark praises! Ia! Shub-Niggurath! Ia! Shub-Niggurath!”

Gilbert wasn’t too far away as he woke up hearing the strange sounds and chanting that was increasing in louder and louder sounds. He walked to where the chanting was coming from and ended up back near the strange alter, he saw Raya at earlier. Why he was still there, he had no idea other than the typical curiosity of a child. As he walked closer, Gilbert started to spy on the satanic ritual, sneaking around some nearby boulders and watched the dark ritual took place before his eyes.

Gilbert's eyes widen in fear as he saw the clouds start to part as what could only be called a blasphemous and monstrous mass of claws, sharp fangs, eyes and tentacles. As the strange and demonic thing came toward the sacrifice on the altar, Gilbert could hear the man that was tied up scream in bloody an unadulterated horror as black corrosive slime of putrid drool hit the sacrifice’s leg. As he kept watching a noxious smelling puss hit Gilbert's nose. Covering his face except for his eyes, he saw large black maggots to eat the sacrifice's raw flesh. Gilbert was numb from shock as he saw the excruciating manner that the sacrifice was in. Gilbert knew that if he was in that man's place that he wouldn't take any more pain at this stage, but then the pain the man felt could only increase in intensity as pieces of his body was slowly ripped from the bone.

Gilbert wanted to look away from this horror but he couldn’t. He stared, wide-eyed, at what was happening in total disbelief and awe while wondering what would cause Raya and other pagans to do such blasphemous things that was in total offence of the Lord. The boy could not wrap his mind around what he was seeing, let alone describe the monster eating the man that was the sacrifice.

The man on the slab was experiencing things that the physical pain he was having was nothing compared to the mental and emotional pain he felt as his mind and soul were being shredded and thrashed by beings that looked like insane trees with tentacles for branches and goat’s feet for roots. As these abominations feasted on his memories and emotions, they made him feel such sickening guilt that he wouldn't have been able to describe to any sane person. To the sacrifice the torture he felt was like an eternity of hell. The sacrifice only wished for death, but unknown to him it was going to be an unfulfilled one.

It was all so hideous night-terror that Gilbert was watching. What was that strange goat hoofed trees; and he didn't dare look at the monster that was the center of it all without being driven insane from the revelation. Gilbert couldn’t take the sight of that thing or that strange ritual that it surprised him that he was able to stand it this far. It was a blessing from God that eventually cause Gilbert to passed out and as he fell to the ground.

As the creature started to carry the sacrifice way to the depths of the unknown, Raya heard a thump behind her. Telling the others to say put, she walked to where the sound of the thump was heard and saw a passed-out Gilbert. Raya sighed as she picked the boy up. She guessed that he fainted from the horrific site of the monsters. Cradling him she sat on a bolder and kissed his forehead. 

He eventually woke up and found himself in Raya’s arms. “W-what happened?”

"You had a nightmare sweetheart, but everything is okay, I promise." She lied to the boy. Raya didn’t want to have Gilbert know the truth… at least not yet.

"Oh, I did? But… but I swear to God, Jesus and the Holy Bible that is was all really real…" He was confused now. He swore it was real, but then again, he couldn't be truly sure what he saw as real or a wretched nightmare.

Seeing him fall asleep in her arms, Raya sighed as she dismissed herself from the others to take Gilbert home. As she walked, she saw one of the knights of the Teutonic order that was one of Gilbert's many human guardians walk up to them, as she handed Gilbert over to the man, “He fell and hit his head on a rock as I was gathering firewood. He is okay now, but it seemed he had a nightmare about monsters. He must be working very hard for the lord.” 

Raya’s words and actions protected her and Gilbert from the eyes of the knight. Who, lucky for her; believed her being a maiden who lived with her parents in a nearby cottage.

Gilbert woke up and gave Raya a confused look as the knight carried him away.

"Goodnight fair knights; God speed." Raya said as she waved before gathering up fire wood.

***

Time: 21st century. 

Raya was in the dark forests of southern Germany at the location known as Satan’s Thatch. She was looking at the altar again, she had meany times before, and was preparing for another sacrifice to be made that night.

Gilbert, now a man and know known as the human personification of Prussia and Eastern Germany, decided to secretly follow her and hid behind the boulders like he did that one time many centuries ago. ‘This is just like that nightmare I had when I was younger…’ he thought as he laid in wait, watching Raya's every move carefully.

Around her was a group of modern-day German pagans who just stripped and tied naked a man to the old sacrificial alter. The man was a local child molester and rapist that constantly had the damnest luck of escaping the German police. The cultists that were around Raya this night knew that this man needed to pay for his crimes and to do so they hunted the man down and made him the latest of a long line of sacrifices that were given to the Goddess of the Black Forest.

'What the hell? What are they doing?' Thought Gilbert as he hid a bit more behind the boulders but not too much so he could still see what was going down.

Soon an all too familiar chanting was heard from the pagans; thunder was heard in the distance as lightning was flashing over them as the approaching thunderstorm came closer to them. The wild and sinister howls of a dire wolf pack was heard nearby as if to help the pagan followers bring forth the creature. Soon a bright blood red glow of a circle with a pentagram inside of it surrounded the sacrifice as Raya and the pagans chanted louder. The haunting winds started to whistle and speak in a strange unknowable language while it whipped around them as Raya read aloud from the ancient and strange tomb.

“Ia! Shub-Niggurath! Ia! Shub-Niggurath! The black goat of the woods with a thousand young! We give you this sacrifice in honor of thee! Bless us oh mighty goddess with your dark kiss so we can sing your dark praises! Ia! Shub-Niggurath! Ia! Shub-Niggurath!”

His eyes widened when he saw all this unfold. ‘She… She lied to me!’ He continued to watch although he knew he should turn and run.

Gilbert kept his eyes on the ritual as he saw the clouds start to part as what could only be called a blasphemous and monstrous mass of claws, sharp fangs, eyes and tentacles. As the strange and demonic thing came toward the sacrifice on the altar, Gilbert could hear the man that was tied up scream in bloody an unadulterated horror as black corrosive slime of putrid drool hit the sacrifice’s leg. As he kept watching a noxious smelling puss hit Gilbert's nose. Covering his face except for his eyes, he saw large black maggots to eat the sacrifice's raw flesh. Gilbert was numb from shock as he saw the excruciating manner that the sacrifice was in. Gilbert knew that if he was in that man's place that he wouldn't take any more pain at this stage, but then the pain the man felt could only increase in intensity as pieces of his body was slowly ripped from the bone.

Just like the first man Gilbert saw on the slab when he was a young child, this man was experiencing things that the physical pain he was having was nothing to the mental and emotional pain he felt as his mind and soul were being shredded and thrashed by beings that looked like insane trees with tentacles for branches and goat’s feet for roots. As these abominations feasted on his memories and emotions, they made him feel such sickening guilt that he wouldn't have been able to describe to any sane person. To the sacrifice the torture he felt was like an eternity of hell. The sacrifice only wished for death, but unknown to him it was going to be an unfulfilled one.

Gilbert covered his mouth and nose to prevent puking. He just watched in horror because he couldn’t look away now. It wasn't long till the creature started to carry the man way to the depths of the unknown. The pagans sighed as the felt a good deed was done and justice was served. As the pagans finished their dark ritual and left as Raya heard a vomiting behind her. Turning around she stood at the altar waiting for Gilbert to show. “You can stop hiding Prussia.” Raya said with a light giggle and a sigh.

The Prussian peeked from behind the boulder and saw Raya looking at him, or in his general direction. He stood up and cleaned himself up the best he could and slowly walked out and toward her.

The look on her face showed guilt, but not guilt for what was done, but guilt for what she did to Gilbert all those centuries ago. “It had to be done Gilbert. There was no choice, but the sacrifice was one of Germany’s notorious rapists and child molesters. The bastard deserved what he got here.”

He didn’t say anything at all. He just gave her the same confused look he did when the Teutonic Knight was taking him back home all those years ago.

"What you saw, those strange trees with goat feet, …" she walked closer to him, "… they are known as the Dark Young of Shub-Niggurath and the creature from the cloud was Shub-Niggurath herself." 

Gilbert furrowed his brow in anger and continued to stand in silence.

“It was either the pagans of yours and Germany’s homeland and I dealing with that sicko and killing him in a sacrifice or have all of the people in you and your brother’s homeland get eaten and killed, while destroying you and Germany. Sorry Gilbert, I will not let a god take my friends and the people I love away from me." She started to cry as the look of pure honesty and sincerity shown on her face.

His angered face softened a bit, but he stood still. It wasn’t that he was angry with her or anything, but he just couldn’t find any words.

She suddenly hugged him and held him tight as she cried. “I am so sorry I lied to you those centuries ago. I don’t expect you to forgive me, but I did it for you, Ludwig and your countries. Please understand I had to do evil things like this to prevent darker evil from happening.”

He was surprised at her sudden hug that all he could do was hug her back. He eventually started stroking her hair to hopefully get her to stop crying.

Looking up at him she smiled and felt some sense of ease for what had happen and what Prussia just saw. “Thank you, Gil, thank you so much.”

"Don’t mention it, Raya." He continued to hold onto her, trying to find comfort himself.

She kept hugging him and never let her friend go.

The End

[temnayajija]

gilbird looks cool here I think

[shadowcatzone]

[fandom-freak-123]

High school Sweethearts - Part 1 (Aph France x Male Country!Reader)

TW: there will be other languages, but I use google translate so the translations probably won't be perfect, but they will be at the end. Oh btw, You're Spain's brother in this, if you know Hetalia you will know that means you are also related to North and South Italy that's all, Bye!

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Key:

Frances Thoughts

Your Thoughts

___ = Your Name

N/N = Nickname

C/N = Country Name

Francis Bonnefoy = France

Gilbert Beilschmidt = Prussia

Gil = Prussia's Nickname

Gilbird = Gilbert's Pet Bird

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo = Spain

Toni/Tonio = Spain's Nickname

Feliciano Vargas = North Italy

Feli = North Italy's Nickname

Lovino/Romano Vargas = South Italy

Roma = North Italy's Nickname

Ludwig Beilschmidt = Germany

West = Prussia's Nickname for Germany

Roderich Edelstein = Austria

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France POV:

‘That’s odd. . . ___ should be here by now. . . I know he hates school, and most of the time he skips classes- but he always shows up nonetheless. . . so where is he? Maybe he's just late or sick-‘

“Hallo! Earth to flirt? Are you there?” Gil interrupted waving his hand in front of my face pulling me from my thoughts “uh- Oui? Sorry I must've gotten lost in thought” I smiled in response as Toni began to speak

“Mhm, sure anyway have you seen N/N?” My smile dropped as I looked at him “You haven't seen him either?” 'Toni looks so worried. . . God I hate seeing him like this' “No?. . . Not since last night-” ‘I can hear the fear in his voice. . . poor Tonio’ I looked at Gil he had this odd look on his face, it was like a mix of fear, worry and realisation.

“Hold on- didn't you say you could hear him and Lovino fighting last night?” My face dropped as I looked at Spain, he had the same look on his face as Gil now ‘. . .this isn't good'

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Your POV

“What happened to you three?” I asked walking over to the chaos trio

“___! Me asustaste! No vuelvas a desaparecer así de mí otra vez!” Spain yelled hugging me “We were all so worried! Even Gilbird!” Prussia explained as Gilbird flew over sitting on my head “uh- yeah I can tell-“

‘what in all 50 shades of fuck did miss???' “You seem confused Cher” Francis pointed out with a sigh as Spain let go of me stepping back “Well I don't exactly know what's happening-“ I responded looking at them all “well- you were later than normal, and no-one had seen you since your fight with Lovino”

Spain explained as I stared at him with pure confusion “. . . Moving on! Where did you go?”

“My bed, because I slept in” I deadpanned “I told you you should-“ Thankfully Spain was cut off by the bell ‘Thank you god for saving me from being lectured by my big brother' “Any of you have science first?” France could barely finish his sentence before Prussia responded “Hah! As if!”

Spain chuckled “I almost feel sorry for you. Anyway! Have fun, me and N/N have English, so we'll see you at break” Spain stated practically pulling me away “lucky bitch” “Bis später~” They responded walking away as Spain turned to me

“So as I was saying” ‘Please don't lecture me- Please don't lecture me- Please don't lecture me' “You really should set an alarm-“

“My body is my alarm, anyway, Isn't Germany in this class with us?” I asked changing the topic “Uhh Yeah I think so. . . and his brother- the Uhh piano guy” Spain laughed “You mean Roderich?” "I think that's his name”

We continued walking while talking about the youngest two German brothers “To be honest, I think Roderich is intimidating” I went to respond but someone beat me to it “My apologies” We both turned around to see a familiar face “I don't mean to be intimidating” I turned back around rushing to class, leaving my brother to deal with that issue on his own.

-Timeskip bought to you by Italians falling out of trees™️-

I sat down in my seat hearing a voice beside me “I hope you didn't miss me too much~” I looked sideways recognizing the accent “You were gone for an hour. I'm not that desperate” I responded rolling my eyes “yet you message me saying the opposite” France joked “Oi Frog! stop teasing him” I looked over at England “Why thank you kind sir” “But of course” He responded with a smirk.

I looked forwards seeing the teacher walk into the room ‘Welp this is it, hell has officially started'

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After Class / Third Person POV

“Ughh thank god it's finally over” “English is a confusing language” you nodded in agreement with your brother “I'm sure it's not half as confusing as Spanish” you heard England argue from behind you “Not for us!”

“Toni- in his defense we have no right to say that just like he has no right to say English is easier because it's our first language, it would be easier to us just like English is easier to him” England let out a small hum “I suppose you're right” you gave him a smug smile “Obviously I'm right when aren't I?”

Toni chuckled “Oh shut it” England responded rolling his eyes “Be nice black sheep” you heard a familiar French accent say “welp I'm out” Toni stated walking away “I'm going with you” England scoffed following Toni up the stairs towards the Maths rooms “I guess it's just me and you Frenchie” you sighed " . . why must you call me that?” Francis responded “Because I like Greece” you laughed “Fair enough. . . Uhm Cher I have to ask you something" “wassup?” you asked almost immediately “Umm well I wanted to ask if you could meet me at the gates after school” He said looking away

“So just the normal?” “Sort of- I mean just the two of us” He answered looking at me “Ok sounds easy enough” you shrugged still not turning to look at him “So- you have Geography next right?” He asked looking forward “Nope you know we only have one lesson together on Wednesday's” you responded looking at him with a smile

“Oui and what a sad thing that is” you rolled your eyes “Just go to class Frenchie I'II see you after school” ���Huh? but what about lunch?” he asked “Lunchtime Isolation and before

you ask the isolation is for cussing a teacher out to her face in Spanish” France looked at you confused “How did you get in trouble for that?” “She was my Spanish teacher”

He chuckled “you really don't know how to stay out of trouble do you?” Gaining a laugh from you “Nope but that's why I bring extra clothes with me every day” He looked at you with pure confusion “I get changed in the bathrooms then I go walk around town for classes I know I’ll get in trouble in or can't be bothered to go to that's why I got detention

yesterday” “Oh- that's actually a decent reason to carry extra clothes” you let out a hum in agreement “they don't normally care as long as I go to at least one lesson and do my detentions and iso's” you laughed “Anyway I'II see you around” he nodded walking into his class as you headed off to go get changed.

That's all for part 1 because I have a love hate relationship with cliff hangers so here also, I will do the requests before a part 2 and as you can tell it takes me ages to write these so have fun waiting.

Translations:

Me asustaste! No vuelvas a desaparecer así de mí otra vez! = You scared me! Don't you ever disappear like that on me again!

Cher = Dear

bis später = See ya later

Oui = Yes

[someone-you-do-not-know]

Howdy 📯 You got a minute to talk about nonsense with me? (it's fun, I promise :D)

For some reason, I got a feeling that you've already been asked this, but I shall ask you nonetheless

/You can imagine us both on a talk show, if you want/

Birds

Do you have a favorite birb? (Or any favorite animal for the matter?)

What inspired you ✨ to create Birdbrains? Specifically, Gilbert's au character. Because I know that that guy has always been associated with birds, but in the same time he only has Gilbird in canon. And you need to do a lot of research for every chapter to be able to portray a believable ornithologist. You captured his persona perfectly ✨ 👌, I had a friend who liked ornithology and they're always spraying people with random bird facts, it's so funny 😂

Speaking of which, is it hard to do research? There's so many details you put into these, it's so impressive

Was there any moment when you for a reason decided to just come up with your own fact? Were there many? 😈 or not?

Your bits are hilarious, how much time does it take to come up with a joke?

And lastly, what is your favorite bird fact? 🐦

Thank you for answering, here's some sweets 🍭🍬🍫 :)

I think you're severely overestimating my popularity, no one's asked me these questions before.

I do have a favourite bird! And a favourite animal too! My favourite bird is a raven! And my favourite animal is a bat – not any specific kind of bat, but the very concept of them! I also really like snakes. I am perfectly aware those are all... edgier animals, but when I was in third grade, we had to do a project on our favourite animal, and I didn't want to do a cat or a dog (or a horse), so I settled on a bat. Maybe I was always a little edgy?

Look at the pretty raven, it's so clever and pretty.

Just as I wrote in the tags for the first part of Birdbrains, I really did look at a duck for a little too long. Then I thought about the Bad Friends Trio and how they're always portrayed as these cool guys who everyone likes... And Gilbird... And then it clicked. I was struck by the insane thought "wouldn't it be funny if the BFT were bird watchers?" Then I of course had to have spamano, and I always liked prucan – how to make them connected? platonic romerica and North American bros, of course. Why they would meet? Well, hunting and birdwatching take place in the same areas... And in some odd 20 minutes after looking at a duck, the outline for Anatinae was formed in my brain. The Gilbird – Gilbert connection is what carries this entirely, that and the fact that Gilbert is actually not awesome, he's a losernerd who's not afraid to show it, and that makes him awesome. I'm SO glad you say I captured the ornithology spirit, because I don't actually know any bird watchers or ornithologists. 🥲

The research is part of why I haven't managed to write the next part (fruk being idiots who are hard to write is the other reason). For every single main part of birdbrains, I read through the wikipedia page for the chosen bird, spend time to figure out the subfamily for the bird, research symbolism and actual bird behaviour of the bird in question... It's a lot. For most, I've had 4-5 dedicated pages open for research purposes. While writing Cyanocoracinae, Youtube even began recommending me videos of blue jays, because I had watched a few videos to learn what their calls sounded like. It's a stupidly large amount of research – and bald eagles have no excuse for how hard it was to find their subfamily. Subfamilies are apparently a little bit of a strange label in the first place, but at this point all main parts has to end with -nae, because I think it has a nice ring to it.

So far, I don't think I've come up with my own facts. Misunderstood things, grossly simplified the difference between ravens and crows, and taken symbolism, jokes, and metaphors way too seriously – sure. Pheasant bashing is purely based on how fucking dumb all the pheasants I've ever seen are. Those birds want to die. But I try to stay true to reality, in case there's an ornithologist Hetalian out there. I don't want them to get mad at me for not knowing my stuff. XD

The jokes though. I'm glad you think they're funny! The jokes aren't that hard to come up with. Most are puns, after all, and some of them I think of while researching. Generally, I just go with whatever would be sillier. I live off of the silly.

My favourite bird fact is a bit hard, because there's so many in my head at this point. But last year when I went to Jungfraujoch in Switzerland, I learned about the alpine chough (there's just something about black corvids), and how it nests at a higher altitude than any other bird. Their eggs have adapted to this low oxygen atmosphere, and has a smaller loss of water too. Not to sound like Gilbert, but they're really cool.

Thank you for the candy! <3

[faintvibes]

Rights lads I'm here on my bullshit (as usual) because I've come up with an absolutely ludicrous theory- but a really sweet one. So, the story goes:

(added a keep reading cause it's not exactly SHORT)

I was drawing templar as part of one of my drawings for the upcoming historical hetalia week (first event I'm putting actual effort into! Can't wait to post those drawings :D) and my mind got stuck on the thing it always gets stuck on: his hair. Look at this boy's bangs!

(Getting all the pictures I'm using from hetarchive btw)

They've always stuck out to me, for a reason I couldn't quite put my finger on. I mean, they're ridiculous (and I have, HAVE to wonder at the logistics of that. Like?? Is it a bird's nest?? Huh?? Does he CHOOSE to have a clump of hair on his forehead?? Has he even realised it's there??) and it's such a distinctive feature, too. I can't help but wonder if there's some significance behind them- though at the same time, perhaps Himaruya just thought it looked cool/suited him. Certainly, though, I always thought one thing about their shape, which filled me with a degree of fondness towards them: they look like a bird, minus the head. And it was as I thought about this similarity that an idea struck me.

Gilbird. Prussia's bird companion, which he had not always noticed to be there. A fan favourite character, certainly whose origins are shrouded in mystery... Could there be some sort of connection between Templar and this beloved bird?

It's ridiculous, I know! That's part of the appeal to me. How would that even work? But at the same time, Templar's a certainly long-gone character, presumably having faded around the time of his order's dissolution (to my knowledge, there's not any canon info beyond the couple strips he appears in with Prussia- then Teuton), and the idea that- in some form or another- he stuck around as a companion to an old friend is really sweet to me, and I'd like to believe it to be true. But for that to be the case, he can't have appeared in any strips where Templar is clearly alive. So, I began to dig.

In the strip where Teuton and Templar talk about singing, there's a very close call, where Gilbird appears... but Templar suddenly vanishes from the comic. Here's one panel:

Templar can clearly be seen, though Gilbird is nowhere in sight. However in the next panel...

Gilbird appears, but Templar... disappears. My mind? Boggled. Clearly, just a second prior, Templar was present and Gillbird was not- but now the opposite is true! How can this be??

Can Templar shapeshift?

Going along with the idea that Templar IS Gilbird, it's a possibility. Of course, magic is a known fact in the Hetaliaverse, so this is not so beyond the realm of possibility as it may at first seem, though it certainly is shocking. But this was further confirmed as a possibility to me when I looked back at the last thing Templar says in his panel- an offer to sing together with Teuton. That certainly seems to be what is happening in the second panel.

(Of course, what Teuton says in the second panel could hint that it takes place a bit of time after the prior panel, giving time for Gilbird to show up. And Teuton does seem to be talking to Templar, which must mean he is simply out of panel... But Teuton's eyes are shut. Perhaps he has not noticed his friend disappear and be replaced by a bird, as he rarely seems to notice Gillbird in the first place.)

So, I was certain. There's no definitive evidence, just circumstantial, but it's a possibility, and one that I'd like to believe in.

OR IT WAS

Because upon taking another look at the panels before me, I saw my Anti-Christ D:

THERE, ATOP TEUTON'S HEAD

H E

So yeah, all of this was for nothing!! But I choose to believe it anyway, because it's just the right amount of silly, sweet, and canon divergent! Also, it makes the the fics where Prussia's fading immortality kill Gilbird hurt even more!

[zeawesomebirdie]

Think about all your Little Guys™. Your blorbos. The ones you're attached to. Visualise them on a shelf, like little figurines perhaps. Now who's present? Are they in a specific order? Are they posed? Did they come with little accessories?

I've tried to write this answer a few times now, and always end up forgetting someone, so here's hoping I remember everyone this time!

I'm very much so a maximalist. Every blorbo I've ever had is on this shelf. Some are old and haven't been played with in a while, but all are well loved and prized possessions. They're not really in any order on my shelf; they're mostly just in the same poses as they were the last time I played with them (and they're all the poseable kind of action figures, you know? Like the Star Wars Black Series figures)

I'm gonna go through them in order of how long they've been up on my shelf!

First off we have Benjamin Franklin Hawkeye Pierce. He's the oldest blorbo, and his paint is a little bit faded and patchy in places, but he still looks as good now as he did 15 years ago. He's wearing his stupid hawaiian print shirt, and he came with a little medical bag accessory, but I lost that years ago. He actually sat on my shelf, all but forgotten, for the majority of the last 15 years, but I dusted him off last year when I got into MASH and even though his joints are rusty, he still moves really well! He's currently sitting with my Radar, but I didn't get Radar until last year, so more on that later

Next we have Obi-Wan Kenobi. He's not as old as my Hawkeye, but he's actually in worse shape as far as faded and patchy paint goes, because even though I'm always careful with my blobos, he's the one who's been played with the most. He's the RotS edition, and I still have the outer robe accessory that came with him, but most of the time he just wears his basic Jedi robes. He actually spent a good 6 or 7 years hidden away in The Box under my bed, during the time when I was actively avoiding all Star Wars content, but now he's standing on my shelf with my Anakin, who I didn't get until a few years ago, so more on them later too!

The next blorbo is Erik, the Phantom of the Opera. I've got the theater edition with a removeable mask, but he came with a special edition of the book. He came with a fancy schmancy black cloak that I've managed to lose, but I still have the mask, which he wears. He's a blorbo that I regularly dust, but he's still sitting at the end of the shelf, un-played with for the most part (but recently, what with the closing of Phantom on Broadway, I've been thinking about picking him up again)

Next is my Hetalia blorbos, who are grouped together due to the timing! I've got Prussia (Gilbert Beilschmidt), Canada (Matthew Williams), Germany (Ludwig Beilschmidt), Italy (Feliciano Vargas), and Romano (Lovino Vargas). They're all very well loved, and the group of blorbos I find myself pulling down time and time again. They all came with multiple outfits, so while they mostly wear either street clothes or suits, sometimes my plots require them to wear their military outfits from season 1. Some of them also came with additional accessories, which I still have! Prussia came with a little mini Gilbird, who usually is perched on his shoulder, and Canda came with a little Kumajiro, who's also posable. They're currently all sitting together around a little dining table that I've made for the last thing I was writing

Next is Bilbo Baggins and Thorin Oakenshield, who are grouped together due to timing. Bilbo came with multiple outfits, but I've lost most of them over the years, and instead he just wears his simple adventuring clothes. Thorin only came with the one outfit, but his special accessory is Orcrist, his sword (Bilbo also came with Sting, his sword!). Both of them have slightly faded paint because I've left them out in the sun on my desk while playing with them a few too many times, but they still look as good as the day I got them. They're sitting together next to a campfire that I had made for the last time I wrote for them. I also have a young Frodo Baggins, who was custom made specifically to go with my Bilbo and Thorin. He's wearing a little blue hobbit child outfit, and he's sitting on the opposite side of the fire from his uncles

And next is Legolas Greenleaf and Gimli Gloinson. They each came with two outfits: their canon outfits, and then outfits that I had made specifically for them to wear for a specific thing. Currently theyre wearing the special outfits, because that's what they were wearing the last time I played with them. Legolas has a white button down shirt that's half unbuttoned and rolled up to his elbows and fancy skinny jeans, and Gimli is wearing a flannel shirt that's rolled up to his elbows and jeans that are muddy on the knees. They did come with accessories, but those are their canon things, Legolas has his bow and arrows and Gimli has his axe, and because the last time I played with them it wasn't canon those are currently put away safely

Next is Kylo Ren and Rey! Before you ask where Hux is, I hadn't actually gotten into him at the time i got Kylo and Rey! Rey is still practically brand new, because I put her away in The Box under the bed for a few years and only got her out again when I got Kylo out to play with my new Hux. Kylo's more used, but he also spent several years in The Box. Both he and Rey came with their lightsabers, and Kylo's mask is removeable. They're both currently standing with Hux, but since I didn't get him til later, more on them later !

So the next ones are Tinkerbell and Bobble, from the Tinkerbell movies! They're both really really stiff, because I haven't played with them in years, but they've been sitting on my shelf all this time and I still dust them off regularly. Both of them are in their canon outfits, and neither came with accessories, which is fine with me! They're currently sitting near the end of the shelf, just because they're more out of the way there, but every time I notice them I think about playing with them again

And next is the LoZ blorbos! There's Link, Sidon, Yunobo, and Beedle. Link came with his Sheikah Slate, and Beedle came with his backpack, but Sidon and Yunobo don't have any accessories. They're also not sized properly, so Sidon and Yunobo are only a little bit taller than Link and Beedle. Currently they're standing next to a stablefront I had put together, but I've been gathering materials to build new sets for a new thing I'm going to write!

Finally we've gotten to the Star Wars blorbos properly! So this was when I dug Obi-Wan out of The Box, got myself an Anakin (a RotS edition!) and started playing with them again! I modded my Anakin to have all cybernetic limbs to bring him in line with my personal headcanons for a fic series that I have yet to write and dear god has it been three years already? where's the fic Tomas where is it? He came with an outer robe too, but he also mostly just wears his Jedi robes! Currently he and Obi-Wan are standing and holding their lightsabers, because last time I played with them they were discussing them

And then I finally dug Kylo out of The Box, because I had gotten a Hux!! Rey stayed in The Box for a while longer, but alas. Hux didn't come with any accessories, but I got a custom made lightsaber for him, and currently he and my Kylo are in the middle of lightsaber training! I should probably get back to that fic, I bet they'll be glad for the movement 😅

Next is Qui-Gon Jinn, who's currently sitting pushed all the way to the back of the shelf because I only have one active plot with him in it, but I make sure to dust him regularly! He only came with a lightsaber accessory, which is good, because I'd probably have lost any additional ones at this point

Rey did finally get retrieved from The Box after that! Her clothing is all rumpled and I need to fix her joints; she's very stiff, but she still looks alright. Like my Qui-Gon, she's currently sitting toward the back of the shelf, because I don't have anything with her in it, but that's okay, because I've got a few plot bunnies that include her too for someday when I can write more again!

And next is a young Tom Riddle! I considered getting a Harry Potter or even a Severus Snape, but Tom was the only one I could afford at the time. He's dressed in smart grey 1950's trousers and a white button down, and he came with a wand accessory. He doesn't actually sit on the shelf, though, he sits on my nightstand because I love himb, so I keep him with the character letters I have which uhhh are not relevant to the current conversation sooo 😅

Next is a young Sheev Palpatine and Hego Damask! Sheev is dressed in his Naboo finery, and Hego has his transpirator but is otherwise dressed in black robes. They both came with lightsabers, but current plots prevent me from using them 😔 they're currently standing together in a half-built set that's meant to be Hego's penthouse in Kalandi Springs, but I haven't finished it yet, so really they're more just standing in a corner of maroon

And now we're up to the MASH blorbos! I seem to be really collecting them, because when I first dusted off my Hawkeye I was sure he'd be a loner like Erik is, but then I got a Radar O'Reilly, and then I added a Trapper McIntyre and a Margaret Houlihan, and now the Father Mulcahy that I ordered has just arrived,,, They're all dressed in their fatigues, and Trapper came with a med bag and Radar came with a clipboard. Margaret and Father Mulcahy didn't come with any accessories. I've got Hawkeye and Radar sitting together in a little mini version of the Swamp set that I cobbled together, and Trapper and Margaret are playing cards together at a table that's meant to be in the mess tent, but I had fatigue issues before I could finish building that set! I'm not really sure where to put Father Mulcahy currently, because the one active plot I have that includes him is one I'm still primarily brainstorming, so for now he's just sitting by himself toward the back of the shelf.

I have hopes to get a Maxwell Klinger next, and I've already started sourcing patterns to make him cute little dresses and other outfits, but alas, I don't currently have the funds 😔 I've got plenty of other blorbos to play with though, so it's all gucci lol

Now, I think that's everyone for real this time! Thank you for this lovely ask, I know it took me months ages to get to it, but I really enjoyed getting to think about it!!!

I hope this answer finds you well, and a very happy Saturday to you my beloved!!

[paperuniverse]

I didn't notice Gilbird on Gilbert's shoulder before 🥺I just saw Gilbert serving cunt (or attempting to) doing the model looking-back pose XD

Lmao yes.

I added a little Gilbird because it felt like too much negative space and he's adorable.