I Hath Come To Humbly Ask Thee For Texas Hc’s 👁️👁️

I just realized that just like last year I was reading HP fanfics again

FML my L

It's my birthday today! Which I am happy about, I'm 17 which...not so happy about but whatever.

I don't really feel older, honestly I'm kind of just out of it. I suppose it doesn't really feel like my birthday much at all, that happens when you get older right? You feel it less and less? I don't know man I'm spitballin here.

I'm going swimming in a little while, which will be fun, hopefully we're getting OutBack since we haven't in forever and it's my birthday damn it. I originally wanted to go skating today but with me staying up all night and poppy needing to work it just didn't work out, maybe that's why I'm out of it, who knows (I sure don't).

After today the only thing I'm looking forward to is the beginning of the NHL pre-season because OH do I have plans for that AND the season it's self, it's gonna be real fun (so long as I keep up with it).

Anyway, y'all have a good rest of yer day, I'll have a good rest of my B-day, byeeee!!

I have Jersey headcanons and gosh darn it, it's a tad long, so I'm only doing like one page at a time, I'll post the other ones later probably...if I remember. ANYWAY HERE!!

New Jersey

Constantly moving, either tapping his foot or moving his legs, always dancing too, if there’s music he’s moving

He also tends to sing whatever song is on his mind, whether it’s English or not

He knows all of the states comfort foods

Controls the entire StateHouse garden, and is the reason there is a flower garden, if you want a flower in that garden you talk to him to figure out where said flower needs to go and what conditions it needs

He and New Mexico managed to convince Gov to let them have a pool at the StateHouse

When he was learning the south’s comfort foods, he managed to convince Texas to teach him how to make a brisket, yes it’s not really any of the south’s comfort food but it’s a southern thing so of course he needed to learn

When angry he’ll switch into different accents, Spanish, Dutch, Swedish, and surprisingly to some, southern

South Jersey is pretty southern, one of his comfort foods is grits

When he hosts NE dinner at his home, he makes sure to add in dishes that are shared favorites

Any and all produce that can be grown in NJ climate, is grown in his back garden with all the accommodation they need

Mafia boss, he doesn’t partake anymore and technically the guy he was is dead but still, the power remains

Used to be a show boy, occasionally still is with Nevada

Just mildly obsessed with roller coasters

During the summer, if he’s not at the shore then he’s most likely at Great Adventure

While it’s not his favorite game, he LOVES to play Just Dance

His room is actually in the south hall instead of the north, he’s between Texas and Oklahoma, he switched with New Mexico because he would have had to be between Penn and Mass and he would rather die than be between that warzone

Has lots of animals on his farm but his favorite are his horses, a few of which he was given by Kentucky

Taught Kentucky, Tennessee, and Ohio how to play poker and blackjack, the only thing is, is that Jersey taught them how to cheat without them knowing

Jersey never actually cheats in card and money games, he just knows how to play

Stopped talking to Nevada in the 80s because of Atlantic City, Nevada understood it was because they were rivals and also the mafia but it doesn’t stop Jersey from feeling bad about it

Despite what everyone tends to think, Jersey likes to keep to himself and is relativity quiet for the most part, it just so happens that he is normally around people that he either likes (NY, NM, NH, Cali, Rhode, Del) or has strong feelings about (Mass, Penn, NY, Connecticut, Virginia), which makes him loud

Day 20: Hypnotizd (AKA ~Pretty Boy~)

I have no explanation, I just made him Pretty for some reason, when drawing goes right you know lolz. Anyway I finished him hours ago I just forgot to post it not long after I posted Keralis lol

EEeeehhehehehehe thank youuuu!!

How about some nice, good ol happy, totally not sad at all what so ever NJ headcanons (you could throw in some angst ones as well, I certainly won't complain)

Hello small mortal, yes yes I do have some NJ hc’s for ya here ya go :)

NJ braids flowers into his hair even if it’s not long enough and he has definitely tackled his brothers to the ground to put flowers in their hair too.

^he’ll never admit it but NY’s was his favorite to do since it’s long and fluffy.

He’s really good with hair for some reason and no one knows why. He’s one of the only people that NY’s allows to touch his hair.

His tail wags when he’s happy :>

Taught Texas how to take care of his bat wings since his own wings are very similar and he was lowkey horrified when he found out that Texas was keeping them folded 24/7 and not fixing them when they get hurt and not asking for help when his wings are hurting.

He can do a really loud blood curdling screech if he wants to

One of NJ’s horns has a crack in it and is shorter than the other. Courtesy of England’s bitch ass.

I drew the lovely Miss Ariana Griande (completely by accident mind you) and I gotta be honest, I might just start drawing her more because wemon are pretty and nice to draw (I drew this on my computer btw so the style is a bit different than normal)

no one cares about my wttt/hetalia crossover fic but I am incapable of not spoiling my own shit so what i have so far is under the cut if anyone wants

Alfred yawned, blinking the sleep from his eyes. He looked around, still adjusting to the new light. Between the cheap faux-leather chair, the large round table, and the fluorescent lights swinging slightly above; great, he had fallen asleep in a meeting again. He couldn’t recall for the life of him what meeting, but he half expected Ludwig or Arthur to appear, scolding him for falling asleep again. 

The light turned off for a moment, but quickly flicked back on; “I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize someone was still in here” 

Alfred looked to the doorway, a man stood there. He wore a navy blue suit, and light blue tie, his hair and beard were dark and a bit long but neatly trimmed, Alfred took the US flag lapel pin to mean he was government… he swore he had never seen him before though, and Alfred knew everyone. 

“Gov, I need to talk to you about–oh hello.” Another man came up behind the first, his shirt and tie were both loud, and looked like something a man fifty years older than he looked would wear, more importantly though was the white coat. What was a doctor doing here? 

“Hi” Alfred said, offering an awkward smile, “I fell asleep, think the meeting that was in this room ended without me. Who was in here last?” 

The two men looked between each other, a new air of nervousness permeating the room. “We were, but you weren’t here…” the dark haired man opened a file flipping through it, clearly looking for some hint of who Alfred was. 

“You might have just missed him, there were more states than usual in the meeting today” the doctor (?) commented. 

The other nodded carefully, weighing the possibility; “I’m sorry, who are you?” he looked over Alfred, his focus shifting to the flight jacket, “Are you Air Force? Did we arrange for you to come today?” 

“Air force…?” Alfred got up waving his hands, in a negative way, as he crossed the room “No, let me restart.” He held his hand out for a handshake, the dark haired man taking it hesitantly, “I’m Alfred F. Jones, The United States of America” 

The two men glanced between each other, then broke out laughing, “Very funny,” the dark haired one commented, accepting hand sanitizer from the other without even thinking about it. “Civilians really aren’t supposed to be in here, but since one of the states set you up to this don’t worry about it. Exit is at the end of the hall.” 

He didn’t budge from where he was standing, “A. I’m not a civilian, B. No one put me up to anything, C. Haven’t told me who you two are.” 

“I’m the Federal Government, this is Center for Disease Control” 

The other pointed to the other them himself, “Gov and CDC for short” 

“Yeah no, you two are the ones pulling my leg, I’m both of those things.” he stopped looking into the distance for a moment, “Actually, I know I’m one of those things, never really asked about federal agencies…”

Random: whats your favorite TMNT intro song

me: the rise of the TMNT intro song

random: that’s such a basic answer

me: FINE YOU WANT A REAL ANSWER, THIS

if this doesn’t play at my funeral I’m not dieing

LOOK AT HIM!!!!! THATS MY BOY, THATS MY CHRONICALLY INCONSISTENT STATE!!!!!!

I am no simp, I will bite you (jokes mainly, well the biting part XD)

A Northeast State in this

My friends, thine ask box is open, feel free to ask for HCs (or art, though that might be either a lil late or from the ipad so it wouldn’t be the normal style sadly T-T).

Anyway I’m bored and have google docs on my phone, been too long since I last did this so please, ASK AWAY BITCHES!!!

Oh my gosh I love this, thank you so much lol

*stares deep into your soul* NJ headcanons please? Angst or fluff just anything

*stares right back into your very core with my autistic eyes*

But yes ofc you may have some NJ hc’s young child :)

NJ is strangely really good with hair. And that goes for literally every hair type. Unruly and ruined by bleach like Florida’s? Easy. Wavy and incredibly messy like Texas’s? No problem. Louisiana on the verge of tears cuz his curly ass mess of hair got tangled in the humidity of the summertime and he’s only hurting himself more by trying to brush it? No problemo, NJ will gently and delicately Dutch braid it.

NJ and Loui. Theres something between them. Idk what it is. But there’s something. Potential parental stuff perhaps. But something.

NJ can and will adopt any younger state that gives off "yeah I have parental issues" vibes

This man is a HUGE dog person :]

He has a Doberman, named Murrie, and a Boxer named Mar. He loves them and they love him.