eight ways he said I love you { insp. }
A link to the exact moment in the song because I can c:
Reposting this here from my other blog, and it’s on a text post because there’s too many panels and I can’t fit it in a photo post :D
Expect more Hamiltalia crossover from me tbh
Turkey/Ottoman Headcanons:
- He once was a micronation(Bithynia) which is why he’s so nice to the micronations
- He practices both Tengrism(from his Göktürk days) and Islam
- He’s almost as old as China/Twice as old (depending on how aging works he can be up to 8,019 years old) but he doesn’t often bring it up because he doesn’t want to feel old
- He wears his mask because he’s self-conscious (In some of my AUs he has scarring over his eyes and wears it to hide them)
- He needs glasses but doesn’t want to seem old. He does use bifocal reading glasses but he only uses them for work.
- He keeps a library of his entire history since he’s been alive for so long he doesn’t want to forget anything. Most of his writing is from before he had a written language since all of his stories were told orally.
- He vibes with Gilbert(Prussia) Over this.
- He was actually a relatively good caretaker, though none of the countries he looked after will ever admit this.
- He misses the other ancients very much and wishes he spent more time getting to know them instead of fighting them.
- When he celebrates his birthday, he only celebrates with a few people. Typically it’s Japan, China, Poland and Prussia. Occasionally he’ll invite Hungary, Greece, Bulgaria, Romania, Cyprus, TRONC, Egypt, and other countries he raised.
- He owns multiple houses, the one he raised the other nations is a grand house in Istanbul (then Constantinople) but the one that he lives in as a person is in Söğüt.
- His home in Söğüt is a medium sized house full of artifacts he gathered over the years and his books. He doesn’t get many visitors there.
- He has a Anatolian Shepherd named Bumin and a Turkish Angora named Tughril.
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Sometimes I HC him as trans but not always. Typically in a human!AU. Take that as you will.
Take these with a grain of salt. I wrote these in the middle of the night and I’m typing this in French Class lol.
If I get something wrong please tell me! :O
Kindness is often mistaken for softness and let me tell you, friends….that is a mistake you don’t want to make.
Kind people are not born that way, they do not stumble into it, kind people are forged in fire and darkness and imploding stars…they have steel cores. Throw a punch and you’re going to break your hand.
avantgardne
Kind people are kind because they know firsthand that life isn’t.
“The helper seeks to help because he knows what it is to be helpless”
“To understand the other you must swim in the same waters that drowned them”
Aang: The path to inner peace begins with four words...
Azula: "Not my fucking problem"
#I LOVE THIS#I would say a combination of the two#they are deeply attached to their land and people#I think of nature as what creates them#but it’s their people that give them LIFE#its culture and people that truly make them who they are#it’s their lifeblood in a sense#because of this their identity is constantly shifting and they change with it#and if they don’t#we’ll that’s how they die#ooh this is a good poll#interesting how many people said culture!#hetalia#hetalia poll#hetalia headcanons#hetalia world stars#hetalia nationverse#nationverse#hetalia hc#aph#hws
Just friends and coworkers hanging out and planning a surprise for Caesar
What a year this week has been.
It’s Monday.
It sure as hell is.
The earlier in the day Monday you reblog the funnier this gets
Forget-Me-Not
(A quick one for the people that seem to have forgotten them.. Looking at you, D&D)
Reads a fanfic: that was good, I'll leave a kudos
AO3: You have already left kudos here
Me:
here´s Rody the boy
I dont even like it anymore but whatever
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temple of horus | edfu, egypt
I mean, given the Way Humans Are, we can never completely rule out the possibility that some of those hard-to-decipher inscriptions were made for the explicit purpose of annoying and confusing future generations. Spending dozens of hours bashing glyphs into solid rock for no other purpose than to troll hypothetical future observers is absolutely a thing some people would do.
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There were many reasons why I stepped away from archaeology & academia just 16 months post-PhD but the one that still angers me most today has to be the ways in which the Institution™ categorizes folklore vs science when it comes to Indigenous people. Ancestral knowledge of the ‘Old World’ is seen as a form of early science—curiosity leading to rigorous study and eventual advancement—with their fairytales and folklore viewed as purposefully allegorical. The Indigenous people of Africa, Turtle Island, and the rest of the so-called Americas never got that same respect. Outside of a handful of tokenized and understudied societies, most Indigenous ancestral knowledge is viewed through the lens of folklore—and no grace is given to allegory or metaphor or philosophy, either. The assumption is that our people can only think in literal, concrete terms. And it’s fucking insulting. There’s this joke in academia that if archaeologists don’t know an artifact’s usage they’ll deem it as ‘ritualistic purposes’; and it’s funny or whatever but nine times out of ten those artifacts are from [insert literally any Turtle Island or Mesoamerican nation] and not from much-older Greek civilizations. But it’s not well-studied because we’re not well-respected, and therefore nobody bothered to ask our still-living people who are very much aware of what said artifact was meant for (spoiler alert: not ritualistic).
Early on in my first Master’s program I got into a huge fight with a white professor who wanted to use a widely misinterpreted SuPeRsTiTiOn from MY tribe as an example of a persistent folktale. The folktale being that: Chiricahua Apache women don’t take baths during pregnancy bc we think the water is evil. It is true that, after being moved onto the rez, birthing + postpartum women were becoming ill when they bathed. This isn’t some ancient happening stoked by mythology—this is 100 years ago to recent times; midwives saw it happening and acted by cautioning against bathing. My grandmother, an Indigenous midwife, saw it play out and is very hesitant to recommend bathing to birthing women on the rez today. This isn’t because she or any other Chiricahua thinks water is evil; it’s because water quality has been so horrific that it quite literally was infecting the womb at its most vulnerable time. Had this been a European society, this knowledge would be considered evidence-based but since we’re Indigenous, they slap some contrived faux folkways mythos onto it and call it superstitious.
This is just one example of what happens on a constant basis when it comes to communities who are being oppressed by the same systems that set the standards for what science, history, and art are.
It’s maddening and sickening to me to this day.
(Tangentially, the next time I see a non-ndn upload or reblog our artifacts and crafts and tag it as “primitive art”, I’m going to scalp you. You’ve been duly warned)