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Very First Kiss

“You’re hurt.” The boy heard someone say and his purple shaded eyes widened. He knew that voice and he knew exactly who it belonged to.

That voice had spoken to him with obvious malice too many times before to be forgotten. Austria wouldn’t be able to run away now.

The other boy had always been faster than him, and now that he had badly injured his leg he was barely able to move forward at all. As he stared at it he could see the amounts of blood streaming from the wound on his leg where he had torn it open as when he had taken a fall down a hill with a deep slope.

“Stay away.” He yelled repeatedly as loudly as he was able to manage. His best was not good enough however, as he looked at the figure that continued to approach him. It was only a matter of moments before he would get beaten up again and he raised his arms in front of him. Instinctively, because it would be as useful as attempting to run away from the other.

“Just stay there and it will be over soon.” Tears began to gather in young Roderich’s, as he was sometimes called, eyes. He didn’t want to go this soon. He was sure he could become great, was meant to become great. His boss had told him so.

“Don’t cry.” The voice told him and the next thing Austria heard was the sound of tearing fabric. His curiosity at hearing the sound enabled him to blink away his tears for a moment.

As he did that and managed to get a proper look at one of his usual tormentors, he was confused that the other boy was wearing a dress. The bottom of the dress had a rather large tear in it and as the boy in a dress came even closer, the Austrian realized the boy held part of his dress in his hand.

Kneeling before him, the bully started to wrap the piece of fabric around his injury. “It’s not that bad. Just a nasty scrape really. It will heal soon.” Just as the end of the fabric was tied to keep the make shift bandage in place other voices could be heard yelling and the strange bully stood up quickly.

“I have to go now. You’ll be alright.” Already running away, he called after the person that was now so confusing to him. “No, I will not be alright.”

At that the other stopped and ran back just to fall on their knees. “You will be. I know you are strong.” Saying that Hungary bend down and placed a gentle kiss on top of the make shift bandage before running off for real this time.

Watching the back of the slowly disappearing figure, Roderich softly cradled his injured leg and waited for Switzerland to find him and bring him home.

No one had ever kissed him before.

His first kiss.

Day 2: First

(Hungary becoming more feminine after learning she isn’t a boy, instead of being forced into being more feminine (wearing dresses and stuff.) under Austria’s rule.)

student!hungary x teacher!austria 

day 3 Music

Edelweiss

“This flower is for you.” That was what her beloved former husband said to her as he held out a small, white and delicate looking flower for Erzsebét to take. “I got it myself.” Was added, almost like an afterthought.

She blinked, staring at the flower in his hand before recognizing what kind it was and looking back in awe at the man who gave her this special flower. Regaining her senses, the brunette took it from him, making sure to be gentle with it.

What a gift! She didn’t mean to sound ungrateful, certainly hoping Roderich wouldn’t think she didn’t appreciate the flower he had gotten her. However, she had already asked him why before she could stop herself from asking the question that took full control of her thoughts.

“It’s been quite a while since a last got you flowers.”

“You really didn’t have to do this just for me.” She told him at his simple response. He had gotten her this flower for no real reason whatsoever.

Roderich, bless him, was not the most athletic type.

Never had been, but she loved him anyway. Loved him so much.

However, he was very skilled at mountain climbing. If he felt like it. The Austrian usually preferred to be at one of his homes, honing his skills with musical instruments.

So the thought that he would go through all this trouble he did to get her this single Edelweiss himself told the Hungarian woman that the man she loved still returned her feelings.

Day 4 flowers

The edelweiss became a symbol of courage and also has means dedication.

Austria will certainly send sheet music instead of actual letters.

Older drawing, but I figured I could post this as a combination of the prompts flowers and history.

Austria wears a military uniform and Hungary’s dress, is Sisi’s hungarian coronation dress.

The flowers are the tulip and the edelweiss.

Roderich whispered gentle and kind words to his crying wife, trying to keep his voice as steady as he possible could while attempting to calm her down.

This was the woman he loved and seeing her so upset made his own heart ache even more at their current situation.

Erzsébet clung to him, her tears soaking through his shirt as she apologised over and over again, ignorant to the words her husband said to her.

“I’m sorry, Roderich, it is what my people want from me,” She managed to tell him between the sobs that shook her “but I still love you.”

“I love you as well and I understand that we must do as or people tell us. It will be alright.”

And he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

“We will be alright.”

“No we will not be alright. When I leave, I’m truly walking away from you.”

These words brought forward fresh tears of his own, hearing her repeat what she told him earlier. The Hungarian woman had walked into his study and told him that she was leaving him.

He should have told her that he loved her more often.

“I don’t want to walk away.” She told him again.

Her people wanted her to leave the double monarchy, and so she didn’t have a choice.

Whipping away his tears he looked into her eyes.

“We knew this was coming. That our marriage was ending.”

She shook her head in denial.

“Yes, we did.” He insisted. “The events of the last battle made everything happen so very fast, but it was clear what all these things were going to lead to.”

He didn’t get a response and they simply kept standing where they stood. Unmoving, except for the tremors moving through their bodies as their tears slowed down at last.

“I need to go now.” She whispered.

As he let go of her, the long haired brunette turned around as walked away from him.

There was just one last thing he had to do before he could let her walk out of that door, marking the end of their marriage.

“Ungarn.”

She turned around and he could see how red her eyes were from all her crying.

“I love you.”

She turned her face away from him and walked out the door before Roderich could see the renewed tears that he knew were escaping her eyes.

The proposal

Erzsébet had automatically looked up from her work cleaning the room when someone spoke, disturbing the silence in the room.

“Would you join me for a moment.” Roderich repeated himself.

She nodded and stood up, putting the cloth she had been using in the bucket of water.

Austria had already turned around and was leading her towards another room down the hall before she had even left the room she had been cleaning. Hurrying to catch up with the master of the house, she hoped there wasn’t something else he wanted to add to her list of chores.

As they entered his music room, the man walked towards his grand wing and took a seat. Looking over his shoulder he motioned for her to join him and take a seat as well.

When she was sitting next to him he began to play. She grew more nervous at the lack of conversation, but she still noticed the tune was a rather simple one compared to the great pieces the Austrian normally played.

It ended and the man turned to face her.

“Do you know how to play the piano, Ungarn?” he asked her.

It always felt strange to hear him say her name in his own tongue and she was yet to decide if it was a good or bad strange.

“I do not, mister Austria.” Was her answer to the question. As a child she had been taught very different things than other women. Of course, back then she had believed she would grow from boy to man.

“I could teach you if you wanted to learn.” He said and it sounded like an offer.

Not sure what it meant, she chose to nod.

“I never learned to read the notes.” She confessed, pointing at the sheet placed by the keys of the musical instrument.

Her master frowned for a moment. “I’ll teach you that later, for now I’ll show you which keys to use.”

After a while of practicing , she had improved. However, she still didn’t know why the man had offered and the brunette was starting to worry about all the work she still had to do.

She stopped playing and turned towards him.

“I’m very grateful for the lesson, sir, but I have to return to my work for the household now.”

Roderich shook his head.

“There are going to be some changes around here. Our bosses have decided that we will be equals from now on, instead of master and servant.”

She blinked, not sure she was ready to believe what was happening.

“I hope you want to be my wife.”

Hungary threw her arms around her master and kissed him.

“No!” The woman shouted as she stormed out of the oversized ballroom, knowing her new husband would follow her. He never went after her when she stormed out during a fight before their marriage, but now he had no choice. His boss, their bosses, would demand it of him to keep the new union together.

“Don’t leave like that.” Roderich told her and she could tell he was angry with her just by the tone of his voice. “If you leave that way during an official event you will humiliate us both.”

She sighed, turning to face the man she married. “Do all our dances have to be perfect and by these rules? I want to dance the way we did before.” And she thought about the slow, sweet dances in the middle of the forest that were danced without music and neither of them knew the steps to. The way they used to dance when they still knew how to dance together.

“It can’t be that way again. It would bring shame to our union. We are the Dual Monarchy.”

Left alone again, the brunette wondered if Gilbert had been right about what her married life would be like.

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Late submission for the event on @aushun-week.

Day 1 prompts: dance II with a bit of “Sometimes, I still wonder how it ended up this way.”

Both of them should only be allowed in any kitchen to clean the dishes. (Even though their cultures have great dishes.)

@ hetalia-aushun-week with prompt "You know the stove is on fire, right?"

"I wish every day was like this."

He looked at her as she walked besides him with their arms linked together while they made their way up the mountain. Hungary was true beauty. She seemed happy, cheerfully talking about anything and everything she saw. Erzsébet had been asking him to take her out here and show her his lands.

When she had first asked for them to get some time away from his capital city, get away from both of their duties for a little while, he had told her he would rearrange his schedule which he was ashamed to admit he never intended to do. There were so many things that needed attention.

Later she asked him again if they could go somewhere together and he simple told her he wasn’t able to get away from his work. His empire and bosses demanding so much of his time. Roderich  remembers not being able to read the emotion on her face as she quietly left his office. Maybe his beloved Ungarn hadn’t shown any emotion for him to read the papers on his desk.

Austria had seen little of her after that. It wasn’t necessarily that his wife seemed to avoid him, but she didn't take part in any social event if she could manage it and between their daily plans, it became very difficult to find time to see the one another.

Again Erzsébet saved him. This time not in combat, but in his troubles  about how to get closer to her. His wife walked into his office and told him she wanted to get away from the palace and spend some time as a married couple. One difference was that she told him she wanted to explore the land, she didn’t ask him. The big difference was that while again he couldn’t read any emotion on her face, now he didn’t see any in her eyes and her eyes had always held so much feelings.

“Alright.” He had quickly agreed. And this time he had cleared his schedule, and hers, despite the humans complaining about all kinds of things. The Austrian nation simply let them talk while he was going to ignore them for some days.

If he did all the things they were telling him to do, he wouldn’t get away and he was sure he would lose his wife. Roderich would surely lose the love of Erzsebet.

Here they were, walking up the path of one of his mountains and she smiled at him. Truly smiled and he could see the utter joy in his wife’s eyes.

“I wish every day was like this.” He softly told her. He really wanted to see her happy, she was the most beautiful and simply herself when she was allowed to just be happy.

When Hungary looked at him with her eyes wide in surprise he felt sick.

She looked at him like he promised her there would be more days, many more, like this.

He actually just confessed to her this day was unlikely to have a repeat and she didn’t understand it just yet.

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For @aushunweek2022.

Erszébet loved Roderich, but she never managed to get comfortable wearing the kind of dresses worn by the women of her husband's house. It made her miss her childhood, though as it had been.

For @hetalia-aushun-week

"I give up! I give up, you win!"

Erzsébet found him sitting behind the grand wing while he was playing a gentle tune, although the music seemed to lack its usual grace. Like he wasn’t focused on it and that worried her, he was always focused on his music.

So she hurried over to him as fast as she could without running. Roderich disliked it when she did that, besides she wasn’t that tomboy anymore. She was a woman now and she would behave like it.

Sensing her besides him, his fingers slowly came to a stop above the keys and the room grew quiet. Just as Erzsébet was about to ask him why he had asked to see her when he spoke. “I give up!”

While she had no idea what he meant, Roderich rose from the piano bench. Standing before her, her beloved finally looked at her and told her “I give up, you win.”

The man took her hand into his own and began speaking. “Your people have been creating a lot of problems within my empire, Elisabeth.” The brunette was well aware of this herself, but she still loved this man.

“They’re angry with me and want you to have a better position within my home. My bosses have at last agreed to this.” And with his other hand, he gently placed a ring on her finger. An engagement ring.

“After our wedding, we’ll form the dual monarchy of the Austrian-Hungarian empire.”

For a moment, she was in shock. “How do I not know this? Why haven’t my people told me this!?”

“That is because I requested that I’d tell you myself, since I will soon be your husband.”

With that said, Roderich returned to his music and Erzsébet was a soon to be bride.

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Prompt "I give up! I give up, you win!" (and a bit of the prompt "I wish I had a say in this.") for @hetalia-aushun-week

Prompt tulip & edelweiss for @hetalia-aushun-week.

Prompt hugs and kisses for @hetalia-aushun-week.

She had noticed him sitting there in the garden of the office complex with his back against the tree, seemingly just enjoying the warmth of the sun while she had been on her way to the next meeting she had to attend.

Anneliese hadn’t stopped walking but she had immediately noticed something hadn’t been right. There had been something of about him. She knew because she knew Antonio.

So when he was still sitting in the exact same spot after he meeting ended so made a beeline for him before she even knew what she was doing. When she made it over to where her old love was sitting he didn’t seem to notice her presence, it was only when she stood in front of him and the sun cast her shadow over him that he opened his eyes.

He smiled at her, but she had already seen the hurt in his gaze and she sat down beside him. “What is wrong now?” The woman asked and he only told her he did not want to burden her with the things he had done.

“We’ve all done things to regret.” As answer he only hang his head. For a while the Anneliese didn’t know what to do or how to help him, so she simply placed her hand over his.

The Spanish man looked up at this action. “You don’t know half of the details.” Was spoken softly.

“Tell me all the worst things you have ever done.” She encouraged him.

“You’ll hate me if I do.”

“No, I have loved you too much to ever hate you Antonio.”

He began telling the stories he had needed to share with someone.

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Day 1 prompt "Tell me every terrible thing you've ever done and let me love you anyway." for @spaus-week.

After the second time she pressed a wrong key she was annoyed enough at the way he kept staring at her that she changed to Chopin. It had never been uncommon for Antonio to join her in the music room when he had the time to spare back when they had been married, but he had never looked at her quite like that.

When she played the wrong key yet again though, she was absolutely done with it and turned away from the grand wing to glare at him.

He looked at her in surprise. “Why did you stop playing?” Not the question he should be asking, he was playing dumb. The man was smarter then he usually let on, Anneliese knew that because she had known him so long and she knew him well.

“You should ask me why I’m angry.” She told him.

He smiled at her and asked “Why are you so angry, dear?”

The woman huffed and looked away. “You distract me, why are you here anyway?” Her ex had just shown up without any official business or other reason, but she had allowed him to stay anyway.

“Simply to visit you.” He answered, still smiling.

“And to stare at me.” She grumbled annoyed.

Antonio looked at her for another moment before walking over and sitting down next to her at the grand wing. He took her hands at placed the back at the keys and asked her to play something again.

As she began moving her fingers across the keys again, he began talking. Talking about the past and old glory. How, for as rich as he had been her eyes were brighter than the most beautiful gems he had ever owned.

“What?” She was the only thing she could manage.

“Especially when you’re playing Chopin.” Did the idiot really just say that? No wonder he was one of Gilbert’s best friends.

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Day 2 prompt "But none of those gems shine brighter than your eyes." For @spaus-weekweek.

He wanted to reach out to her, simply make eye contact long enough during the meeting that she would know he still craved her attention, and her love. Antonio had learned, mostly through the years spend separated since their divorce, that he loved Anneliese and had never stopped loving her.

The Spaniard was also sure that the lady he still dreamed about at night would never marry him again and didn’t want to upset the most beautiful woman he had ever known by asking her to. So he kept his feelings to himself and let her be free to love who ever she chose to love.

One day he might be free of her as well…

Anneliese made sure to look perfect for this meeting. She always cared about making a good impression during a meeting, of course, but this was one of those meetings her former husband would also be present at.

She had several exes, but Antonio was still the one who held her heart. During meetings they both attended the Austrian woman made sure to look her very best, just in case he would actually take notice of her again. He never did, rather spending his time laughing with his best friends or close family instead of looking at her.

One day she would be able to her him laugh without missing him…

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Day 5 prompt pinning for @spaus-week

Erzsébet was slowly waking up. The first thing she felt was the warmth of the sun coming in through the window telling her that a new day had arrived, the second thing she became aware of was just how soft the bed she was lying in was. Now, her own bed was certainly nothing to complain about but this... and then she realised this soft bed was hers bed from now on. This was the bed she was going to fall asleep and wake up in from now on and she would not be sleeping in this bed alone.

She opened her eyes and stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling, it was so pretty and much more decorative than the ceiling Erzsébet was used to seeing when she woke up. How could she have possibly forgotten, even for a moment, that she got married yesterday. That she had fallen asleep in this room and in this bed next to her husband after their wedding night.

Then the brunette sensed the warmth next to her, a warmth that felt so different from the way the sun heated the room. This was the warmth of another person and gently she tore her gaze away from the ceiling and faced Roderich.

Her husband was there lying next to her, looking at her and she liked the way he looked at her as he said ‘good morning’ to her. She liked the way he looked at her while he said ‘I love you’ to her.

And because she returned this man’s feelings she told him the only thing that came to her mind. “I want to wake up with you every day, eat breakfast with you every morning.”

After she said this he called for the servants to bring their breakfast to their room.

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Day 5 prompt "I want to wake up with you every day, eat breakfast with you every morning.” for the AusHun week @hetalia-aushun-week.

Bride and groom stood next to each other on one side of the desk while their bosses and other officials of their governments stood on the other side. These men had already signed the documents and now it was the couple’s turn to officially agree to this union. Signing this would mean that Roderich was no longer the Austrian empire alone, but Roderich and Erzsébet would be the Austro-Hungarian empire together.

This was their wedding. There was no wedding dress or grand party for Erzsébet, but being Austria’s wife would do so much to improve her position within the empire and it would please her people. So she had agreed to this marriage.

He didn’t know if he knew how to be Hungary’s husband instead of her boss, but he would have to learn. Marrying her would calm down some of the unrest in his, soon to be theirs, empire and there was so much trouble brewing within his borders that he desperately needed some relive. So he had agreed to a marriage.

Roderich took the pen that was laying on the contract and put his signature on the paper. As he straightened up again he held out the pen for his bride.

Erszebet took the pen that was offered to her and bowed over the desk to put her signature, the last one needed, and moved the pen across the paper.

And so it was official, but no one actually pronounced them husband and wife or told the groom to kiss his bride.

As all attendants began to leave the room, one person held back another until they were the only ones left. It was the husband who had held back his newly wedded wife.

“I know that we both had our own reasons for this marriage and that these reasons were not love. This might be out of obligation, but… I do care.” Her husband then gave her a small, gentle kiss on her cheek and simply left his wife alone in that room.

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Day 6 prompts "This might be out of obligation, but.. I do care."and (political) marriage for @hetalia-aushun-week.

1477 Burgundian Succession

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