Imagine Alfred Joining The War Effort In WW2, Just To See Arthur Whip Out Bow And Arrow Because “It’s

Echo when Leo asks her out.

“Run! To the bunker!”

Last days of the uprising. The greatest and the most despicable all leaps for freedom. He swore he voted against it and yet his honour did not let him abandon the men and women he had fought for for the last five years… and of course he joined the fights. How could he not? It was his duty. Somehow, on those chilly September days he found himself reminiscing about his life and his choices. The good and the bad, the ones he regretted and the ones he had found joy in. Just an old man reflecting on his decisions even though they did not matter in the larger perspective. In the end it all led to one September day. When t h a t  d a y came, paradoxically, he was and he was not ready. And yet, without a second thought he led his men through the flames into the bunker, as the sky fell on him. A single foolish Pole for whom the world had truly ended.

ah yes, did i mention he literally died in ‘44?   

Hetalia Historical Week- Day 3

Up in Ashes

@historical-hetaliaweek​

How the world found out Lyria was alive.

This started as me wanting to draw them as old men and kind of spiralled from there…

victors instagram probably

victuuri sketches for the soul~

guh its so fluffy wth i wanna hide forever (/□＼*)・゜

Art by 古泉リウ

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Sorry I’ve been MIA, been busy with school work!

Anyways, here’s Thalia Tilghman and Andrew can Orange-Nassau after an Allied Congress Meeting!

Thalia would say “knock it off, Andy, the sooner we go home, the sooner we get sleep!”

I had inspiration from sully-s!

Lyria’s room in the Apollo Cabin.