“Heads you lose, tails he wins." [x]
A tremendously satisfied prussian getting carried by his baby brother
Germany @ Max E R
Sorry this took so long to get out. I’ve been in a horrible writing slump lately, so this chapter is all fluff. Important fluff, but still. Like the pure cotton of the fic. I really shouldn’t write my notes at one in the morning.
Inadvertent Misdemeanors (5/?)
Characters: Gilbert, Ludwig, Elizaveta, Roderich
Pairing: Gil -> Eliza (past reference), Gil/Lutz
Rating: uh… like PG-13?
Gilbert was wholly unsurprised (and still partially influenced by drink) when he saw just where the town car had stopped. A town house, of course. To continue the theme. Old and classy as fuck. Lovely flower boxes too. Peonies or something. Mums. Were mums a thing other than English maternal units.
Gilbert only realized he’d been spacing out when he felt a light tug on his arm. He glanced up at Ludwig who seemed amused. He was grinning like an idiot in any case, which Gilbert felt meant that he was doing something right. Probably being very charming. Thinking about classy things like flowers and British mothers.
“I know. I’m adorable when I’m tipsy,” he said, tapping the side of his nose. “Can’t resist, can you Mr. Ambassador?”
“You’re about to topple over and get your adorable brains all over the sidewalk is what you are,” Ludwig said, patting Gilbert on the back. “Alcohol or tired?”
“Three parts tired, one part whatever that last drink was,” Gilbert said absently, following Ludwig up the steps (carefully) to the townhouse door. “I did three surgeries today. That’s one more than two.”
“And elementary level math is clearly one of your fortes, in addition to cutting up people without them dying,” Ludwig said pleasantly, unlocking the door.
“But two is usually my limit,” Gilbert supplied, “That’s why it’s special.”
We are clearly perfect for each other. (Our tags on this post.)
It has potential！
As for him, angry time is the sexiest.
when in doubt about your headcanon for a character,
rusamecan becomes like this?
Portugal and fem!Netherlands. Babies went from talking business to not talking at all.
It’s ok at least they kiss now.
Stockholm Pride Day 1
I held a speech in Pride House today as a part of the Queer Stories project. A lot of people came to me afterwards and said that they cried or almost cried, I started to cry on stage this time as well.
I absolutely adore this wig, it’s so fluffy that it obscures my side view so all I see is pink curls. This is kinda how I dress outside of lolita, quite casual really.
The big flower can be found on Lolitabutiken and is currently on sale!
The white rose is from MeltyChocolateMoon!
You all should follow my fashion blog because as you can see I’m hella kawaii even when not wearing lolita. (If you only want to see my posts the tag is Sthlmsvinter so you can track it.)