Hetalia has people who manhandle flags and behave disrespectfully.
Homestuck has people who hit cosplayers with buckets.
Sherlock has people who don’t respect the actor’s privacy.
Supernatural has people who say Sera Gamble should be strung up for…
(via couryielle)
What you’re really doing:
Then they get home and you’ve done nothing now you’re like:
(Source: fallinginreverseforronnie)
GUYS. WE CAN DO THIS.
WE SURVIVE BLOODBATH 2010. WE SURVIVED APRIL FOOLS 2011. WE SURVIVED HETAWEEN AND THE MICRONATION. WE’VE SURVIVED HOURS OF HST.
WE ARE THE FANDOM. WE ARE STRONG. WE ARE POWERFUL. WE BEAT UP THE IDEA OF SLEEP WITH OUR PINKY TOES AND DON’T LOOK BACK.
WE. WILL. SURVIVE.
(Source: hetalia-events.livejournal.com, via couryielle)
Er, well, my headcanon says that most humans don’t recognize nations. They don’t know they exist. They may feel a strong emotional connection when in their own nation’s presence, but they won’t be able to pinpoint it to anything; they just don’t know.
So when America was at war, he was there. He was just another soldier. And one day, he happened to be a soldier directly in the line of fire. Had he been mortal, he was about to be killed.
Until one of his own men sacrificed himself to “save” him.
Only America knows that this man died for nothing; it tore at his heart to know that someone — especially one of his citizens — was lost trying to save him. So he found that soldier, and he took the jacket off his body, and he put it on.
He must always protect his people. He won’t let them suffer in vain. He will protect them. And the jacket is there to remind him.
guh
my feels
WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!
fuck
no
why
;_;
ddsodsf I’m dead- I WANT TO GO CRY NOW /cries forever ;A;
I will never stop crying now ;___;
OH
OH DEAR GOD
;A;
(via couryielle)
(Source: hetaoni)
(Source: ghostskeleton)
I think I’m using the Fake translations tag way too much
(via grandmanoiseverything)
(via lokitalia)
(Source: international-relations)
Send a heartbeat to
The void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass
For now we stand alone
The world is lost and blown
And we are flesh and blood disintegrate
With no more to hate
Is it bright where you are
Have the people changed
Does it make you happy you’re so strange
And in your darkest hour
I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in it’s pain
(Source: hotbutterpopcorn, via hetaoni)
