i know i sometimes wear my amerijacket for no reason because it’s hella warm, but this person was also rockin’ some perfectly alfred-ish blonde hair. i was about fifty paces behind them though, so i couldn’t compliment them before they disappeared into a building i wasn’t heading for.
maybe they’re on tumblr? *pokes uwec tag*
now i like to imagine the undead hetalia fandom thrusting one hand out of the loose soil and clawing its way out of its shallow grave
all the other fandoms are running and screaming and shooting at it but its no use
the hetalia fandom never dies
once upon a time in 2010, i started playing with an APH/HP crossover that i like to call “harry potter and the extremely british professor.” it actually has nothing to do with harry potter and everything to do with arthur being a grump and matthew being a faerie X’D
i’ve been doodling for it on and off ever since, especially since loving4tomorrow started writing this stunning fic based on it. i still lie awake at night sometimes wondering how the hell my drawings attracted such an amazing writer.

