dark prussia

Two Sides of Germancest

-Cute tumblr prompts. Coffee shop AUs. Tooth rotting fluff. Two potatoes in love. Mostly there are AUs where they are not related so there’s not that much incest.

-ANGST. HORROR. BONDAGE. TORTURE. INCEST AND PEDOPHILIA. BERLIN WALL. GERMANY GOES INSANE. PRUSSIA DIES. EVERYTHING IS ON FIRE.

Before everything heres a tiny comic page for a new (yes i know) prucan au!!:D

Gilbert is a traveller whose horse has an accident during a storm. he then find a old castle/manor and lead his poor horse to the dry empty stables. 

Once he enter the manor he will meet with a beautiful young man named matthew who is very lonely….(and who might be a vampire.;))

level68alphadweebmister  asked:

When the 2ps were young what did they want to be when they grew up?

2P!America: bartender (Allen no)

2P!China: basically anything his parents didn’t want him to be

2P!England: professional gardener

2P!France: never had an answer

2P!Russia: pilot

2P!Italy: CEO of a worldwide business

2P!Germany: firefighter

2P!Japan: accountant

2P!Canada: woodshop professor

2P!Romano: clothing designer

2P!Austria: “defence against the dark arts teacher”

2P!Prussia: owner of an animal shelter

The 2ps and things my friends and I have said

Random person: What’s your favorite mountain?                                               2p America: Rushmore…wait-

2p England: EMMA, PLEASE DON’T EMBARRASS ME THIS WAY! THAT’S ILLEGAL!

2p America : HEY, I’M WALKING HERE!                                                                2p Canada: Allen, you’re sitting down-

2p France: It’s not my fault you dragged me here.

2p Russia: I thought you were joking when you said we were doing this.

2p China: If we sing Marukaite Chikyuu loud enough, they’ll know we’re weebs.

2p Germany: He said, “He’d rather eat crap than go out with me”

2p Italy: We’ve been talking for five minutes and I already want to slap you.

2p Romano: Shh, honey. Now’s not the time for puns.

2p Japan: *Looking at China* Dinosaurs can’t see if you stand still.

2p Austria: *with everyone trying to sleep in a really dark room* You know, you can’t see demons in the dark *evil laughter*

2p Prussia: Is that a Cabbage Tree? No, not tree. What is it called?

Random person: The worst thing is you can’t “ … ”  in real life.                        2p Spain: Its called “silence”


I have said 2p France, Italy, Japan, Austria, and Prussia

Austria: Okay, I’m hungry.

Prussia: No, you’re Austria.

Austria: But I’m hungry…

America: Hey, dude! Got any food on you, I’m Hungry!

Prussia: No, you’re not Hungary!

America: So, are you hungry then?

Prussia: No, I am the awesome Prussia. Not the unawesome Hungary.

Russia: Privet, I am hungry for blood.

Prussia: You’re not hungry though…

Russia: Who is hungry, so I can kill them?

America: Wait, I’m confused, who’s Hungry? Are you hungry? *Points at Austria*

Austria: Yes, I’m hungry!

Prussia: No, he’s Austria!

America: Are you hungry? *Points at Prussia*

Prussia: I told your unawesome self, I’m the awesome Prussia!

America: Are you hungry? *Points at Russia*

Russia: Become one with mother Russia, da?

Prussia: No, he’s the unawesome Russia who stole my name.

Russia: *dark aura*

Prussia: Not that it’s a bad thing…

America: *Points at Hungary* Are you hungry?

Hungary: No, I’m quite full.

Prussia: No, you are Hungary.

Austria: Well, who’s hungry?

America: Waaiit, I’m sooo confused.

Russia: Who wants a taste of my magic pipe?

America: I thought I was hungry, but I’m not. *le gasp* Am I starving?

Austria: You will be starving if you let Trump become president.

America: Is Trump hungry?

Russia: I still feel hungry for blood…

America: But you’re not hungry… or at least according to Prussia…

//So much arguing…

Hungary: *Pulls out frying pan* Prussia, this is all your fault for causing so much confusion! Now I don’t even know if I’m Hungary! Get over here, you brat!

Prussia: *Looks at all the mess* I gotta admit, the awesome me did cause a lot of mess… Sorry? My fault?

If Prussia sang in Eurovision
  • *Dark and empty stage. Prussia walks in and stands in the middle, looking at his feet*
  • *Silence*
  • *Silence*
  • *One minute of silence, everyone is like wtf is this*
  • *Suddenly a single guitar chord, all the lights turn on, there is smOKE AND FIRE AND SPARKLES AND WIND AND GOLDEN CONFETTI FALLS FROM THE CEILING, THE SCREEN CRACKS AND THE FLOOR SHOWS AN EXPLOSION*
  • Prussia ("singing"): I. AM. AWESOME.
  • Prussia: Thanks Europe nah not really, West I'll let you touch the glass mic if you want, I'll see you losers after the votes aka all the points for me, bye *throws the microphone over his shoulders as he leaves*