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prucanheadcanons: Contrary to popular belief, Canada rarely gets up early. He does, however, make pancakes every time he gets up before Gilbert does because he knows Gilbert won’t stop nagging him if he doesn’t. -titanium-swag
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Drop what you're doing now and read this Hetalia... →
It’s called Players in War. My friend wrote it and she doesn’t know I’m shamelessly promoting it. :D Hetalia AU. There’s America, England, Russia’s family, and mentions of GerIta and my OTP in which I cried over It’s a collection of oneshots on war, its morality, how it tears relationships apart, tear-jerking moments on the battleground, in the infirmary (I...
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I am extremely tempted to make a...
Should I?  How many of you would actually follow it lol
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katasumiheyano: Sometimes I’m ashamed to ship PruCan because so many people who ship it are twelve-year-olds who write terrible smut and draw terrible art because it’s so kawaii desu. No. Fuck you. Get away from my OTP. OH MY GOD
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YOU GUYS DON'T HAVE TO READ THIS BUT I NEED IT OK...
Question to discuss: My name's Arthur Kirkland. I'm a top British chef and I like to cook for my American boyfriend, but he's always insulting my cooking and he said my scones put him in the hospital. What do I do?
You: HI ARTIE
Stranger: Oh hell no, wanker.
You: your scones are pretty terrible though
You: jsyk
You: maybe you should seek other careers
Stranger: They're bleeding amazing!
Stranger: Sod off.
You: THEY TASTE LIKE SHIT ARTIE.
Stranger: They're fine!
Stranger: See, this one was just charred.
Stranger: Eat it.
You: HAND ME ANOTHER ONE THEN.
Stranger: Here!
Stranger: They're all just charred, git!
Stranger: Well, since you're so pissed about nothing, have some Earl Grey.
You: WELL WHY WOULD I EAT THEM IF THEY'RE ALL CHARRED
You: GOD
Stranger: It'll calm your empty mind down, anyway.
You: MAN, THIS SUCKS.
You: I'M GOING TO MCDONALD'S
Stranger: No.
Stranger: You're too fat already.
You: I AM NOT FAT!!!!!!
You: IT'S ALL MUSCLE
You: WATCH ME FLEX.
Stranger: You can't flex fat.
You: OH FUCK YOU, ARTIE.
You: FUCK YOU.
Stranger: Ouch.
Stranger: I'm hurt.
Stranger: Now calm down. I brought some Marmite for you.
Stranger: (lol I love you, Stranger.)
You: I TOLD YOU I DON'T LIKE MARMITE. IT TASTES HORRIBLE ON BURGERS.
You: (this made my night)
Stranger: (It made mine too c:)
Stranger: Now why would you eat those tubs of lard you call burgers?
You: BURGERS ARE DELICIOUS BRO
You: THEY DON'T PUT ME IN THE HOSPITAL LIKE YOUR COOKING
Stranger: No, they will.
Stranger: From an early heart attack.
You: BURGERS ARE LIKE, COMPLETELY HEALTHY. THEY HAVE LETTUCE AND STUFF.
Stranger: So is consuming fifty gallons of cotton candy ice cream.
Stranger: Now calm down and drink the cup of Earl Grey I poured you.
Stranger: It's getting cold, git.
You: IF I DRINK IT. CAN WE GO TO MCDONALD'S AFTER.
Stranger: Hell no.
You: AWWWW WHY NOOOOTTTT
Stranger: McDicks' is bleeding disgusting.
Stranger: I can't believe you like that shit.
You: MCDICK'S.
You: YOU SERIOUSLY JUST CALLED IT MCDICK'S.
You: WHO'S IMMATURE NOW HUH
Stranger: You're the one talking in all caps, hm?
You: :l
You: I'M PROJECTING MY VOICE
Stranger: I can hear.
Stranger: You don't need to.
Stranger: If I hang around you any more, I'll need to get a hearing aid.
You: YES I DO.
You: YOU'LL NEED ONE SOON ANYWAY, OLD MAN
Stranger: (I'm not the biggest a fan of USUK, lol sorry. I've never RPed England before. xD)
Stranger: You did not just call me an old man.
Stranger: I'm perfectly fine!
Stranger: Sweater vests are in, I hear!
Stranger: They're...what, hipster with your people?
Stranger: I'm cool!
You: (LOL I don't like USUK that much either xD and I've never rped anything before o: haha)
Stranger: (Seems like Spy likes USUK though. Sorry to disappoint you, Spy.)
You: SWEATER VESTS ARE NOT IN. THIS IS NOT THE 60's.
You: LOAFERS AREN'T IN, EITHER. YOU NEED TO THROW THOSE AWAY.
You: OR BURN THEM.
Stranger: Neither are fat rolls.
Stranger: You should get rid of those immediately.
You: OUCH.
You: DON'T BE JEALOUS ARTIE.
You: I CAN TEACH YOU HOW TO GET ABS OF STEEL LIKE MINE.
Stranger: Steel?
Stranger: Your "abs" are about as hard as Jell-O.
You: :l
You: SHUT UP. I ATE A BACONATER THIS MORNING.
You: THEY'LL COME BACK.
You: I JUST NEED TO GO TO THE GYM
You: YEAH.
Stranger: ...That doesn't help your point.
Stranger: So convincing.
You: SHUT UP ART
You: MAYBE I'LL GO TO FRANCIS' FOR LUNCH TOMORROW
You: HE DOESN'T MAKE FUN OF MY ABS
Stranger: IF YOU WANT TO KEEP YOUR GENITALS, I SUGGEST YOU DON'T GO TO HIM.
You: AT LEAST HE CAN COOK.
Stranger: Why choose the frog over your brother?
Stranger: Your brother can cook, too!
You: HE CAN'T COOK WELL.
Stranger: /oh-so-subtly changes characters/ What, Al? Wanna say that again?
Stranger: Last time I checked, you dragged your fat ass over to my porch every morning for breakfast.
You: GOD DAMMIT WHY ARE YOU GUYS ALWAYS MAKING FUN OF MY WEIGHT I AM SO RIPPED OK
You: FYI MY GOVERNMENT SAYS THAT PIZZA IS A VEGETABLE
You: READ A BOOK.
Stranger: Your government has a few screws loose.
Stranger: Al. They wanted to censor your social networking sites.
Stranger: And you trust their judgement?
You: THAT WAS ONLY LIKE A FEW PEOPLE.
You: BARACK IS MY HOMIE. HE WOULDN'T LET THAT HAPPEN.
You: HE KNOWS I HAVE TO BLOG.
Stranger: (Stranger, I have to go now. :c)
You: BYE STRANGER, YOU'RE THE BEST
Stranger: bye!
Stranger: you're pretty awesome yourself.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Dec 31st
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America: How about we make thing more interesting and upgrade the scale of our entrance! If you guys wanna, I can ask Mr. Spiel**rg to direct our gig!
England: And just how much do you plan to take this upgrade of yours?!
China: That actually sounds like a very attractive proposal in its own way...
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Norway: Sweden, who is he?
Sweden: My wife, Finland
Finland: Suomi
Sweden: bless you
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Yao: Braginskiiiii!
Ivan: It's Braginsky.
Yao: I prefer the ski.
Ivan: I prefer you naked.
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