It's hard to live with me. It's hard to be my friend. I grew up with needles and surgeon's plastered on smiles not class rooms and soccer fields. It's hard to be my friend. It's hard to know me. My eyes have extended claws that drag through the people that pass by. I'm selfish and childish "adult" who finds the friend who weathered through everything hasn't spoken to me in months. I'm getting sick again and I'm scared. I'm not that little girl anymore but I want him to forgive me. I want him to by Anonymous
know I’m sorry everyone expected us to get married and I made horrid jokes. Just to cover up how embarrassed he was since I was the only one to accept his love for a boy far away. He didn’t make me feel damaged because my first love was a girl. I hid in books for so long I can’t remember how to make a new friend. I’m scared that this time when I’m sick I’ll actually be alone because despite being an “adult” he’s a brother I made 2am seven eleven runs and sat with me in sterile hospital rooms.
Mn~ what a pleasant way with words… Ah, I feel I could listen to you speak all day. I’ve always been a fan.of fine poetry. Yes yes, I could call it nothing less. I too have spent many days estranged in literature, of both my own tongue and of French origin.
To be childish is something I’ve known quite well, too… Sometimes I’ve felt completely alone, lost and abandoned… Mn, but there’s always someone close by. If you press hard enough they’ve no choice but to let you in.. Aah, but I suppose that was my thinking a long time ago hm?
I might share something with you… I think its better to be a child, even if only in mind… A child can still grow up. So better to be a selfish child than a selfish adult. You keep growing then hm? One day you’ll stand as tall as a sunflower, so long as you keep turning yourself towards the light. Even in the coldest places, the darkest realms, you can find light and find strength to reach so far.
To heal a hurt heart, that is far more difficult, something that which many hospitals find difficult to reach. Attend to the wounds you’ve left, assure your friend and give them time and space to heal… One day he will forgive you. I’ve been forgiven for far worse.
выздоравливай скорее, мой маленький воительница!
So, ah, um… I saw… that some people were reaching out to Toris! When I feel badly, I like to visit my neighbors or insist they spend the night.
So then it makes sense… that if you feel like that, then you should come and visit yes? ♥ Or say hello to goldheartliet!
((By this I mean my ask box is always open for private messages, and so is my main, and even IC responses to anons if you just want some cheering up with nation hugs or nations relating to your situation— Ivan certainly has a history of emotional turmoil and sometimes it just feels good to connect with a familiar face, even when its “fictional.”
Disclaimer: I will, however, ignore potentially gruesome questions to try and hash out any anon-trolls so if its really serious please send it un-anon so that I can always reply! Mun loves you~ And you can also hit up my main’s ask box and sephi offered hers too I think))
Little headcanons Ru-Fin
Hmm I saw Finland headcanon stuff on my dash, regarding the whole… inaccurate portrayal of Finland so people use a lot of like “Unassuming body but he’ll fuck you up.” So I wanted to pop in with my headcanon for Rus-Fin:
Finland is the only nation that Ivan never quite “got to" when he was hoarding away nations in his house, and since he couldn’t get him to flinch no matter what he did he’d just avoid him and is actually probably a little scared of him.
He tries to pretend he never had Finland living there (and thus the dramatic lack of comics about it)
and also stay away from Novgorod. Also he’s the only one he worries he could loose to in a drinking contest.
So he just stares at him from a distance like “He’s so cute but what if he stabs me?”
Why do you call yourself mother? by Anonymous
That’s easy! I have a lot of children… and I care for them greatly, like a mother does… they’re born in my home and I watch them grow up. Sometimes they make mistakes and I have to scold them, but I always love them!
One of them makes the other one remarkably better! Not to mention Mexico’s beautiful beaches… I enjoy visiting him every time~
((PSsst I know you said she but I love Nadiezda’s mexico so I had to draw him but I’m not here to challenge headcanons on genders. I hope its enjoyable regardless of thaaat. Also I imagine Alfred loves cajun food but straight up “hot” does this and many other unpleasant things. American’s can’t hold their spice. “Seasoned” means salt and pepper, true story.))
Admit it! You've done it with Mongolia?? Thats what Mongolia is saying :U by Anonymous
Hm, pillows remind me of slumber parties… I wonder what my friends are doing? ♥
-knocks on door- Do you wanna build a snowmaaaan~? by Anonymous