“Polish Winged Hussar Bannerman” Piotr Arendzikowski 2015

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Husaria by Hidden Renaissance, 2022

🇵🇱Husaria 1 oz srebra... 🧐💲💪 -------------------- 🇬🇧 Hussars 1 oz of silver... 💪💲🧐 #husaria1oz #husariacoin #husariasrebro #husaria #srebrnamoneta #polskiemonety #polskiesztabki #polskiesrebro #hussarscoin #inwestoramator #inwestowanie #srebropolska #srebro1oz #srebrobulionowe #srebrofizyczne #srebrnauncja #srebrolokacyjne https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl3gFhOK9nM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

something something Geralt wearing Husaria armor is that anything?

KOMUNISTYCZNI AGENCI WSRÓD POLONII W MANCHESTERZE. CZ.1

KOMUNISTYCZNI AGENCI WSRÓD POLONII W MANCHESTERZE. CZ.1

Po drugiej wojnie światowej wielu Polskich żołnierzy nigdy nie powróciło do ojczyzny I już na zawsze zostali na emigracji. Przez komunistyczne władzę w Polsce pozostali okrzyknięci zdrajcami skupiając na sobie uwagę reżimowego wywiadu. Powojenna Polonia budziła wielkie obawy wśród komunistów, bali się ich. Bali się dlatego że w tamtych czasach środowiska polonijne głównie składały się z byłych…

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Fałszywa husaria Sobieskiego

Była sobota 24 sierpnia 1675 roku. W Bitwie pod Lesienicami (Lwowem – Lesienice położone są 7 km od Lwowa – lub bitwą na trakcie gliniańskim), armia Rzeczypospolitej pod dowództwem króla Jana III (6 tysięcy wojska – w tym połowa piechoty) zwyciężyła liczącą 10 tysięcy żołnierzy armię tatarską. Na trakcie gliniańskim 24 sierpnia pojawili się Tatarzy, idąc wzdłuż rzeki Pełtwi. Była to zwężająca się…

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From • @maxkorvider #strefyhomofobów @tygodnikpolityka #husaria #tęcza🌈 #tęczanieobraża #homopoland #lgbt🌈 #stonewall https://www.instagram.com/p/CfgoGmNjH0tCygAS2NvhEQCnscu_4cc9AknbLk0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

mówta co chceta ale wszelkie keysmashe czy lol&lmao nie mają nawet startu do jednego porządnego XD

robots+knights- something almost human (i know knights have a human inside but obviously you can’t see them most of the time which i think creates a sort of separation), shiny and metallic, sometimes from humanity's protectors they turn into killers and such, stylish and elegant, a robot’s chassis is almost a knight’s armor, usually executing orders, calm and collected, precise, if they talk they can sound a little weird sometimes angels+knights- cool weapons and sometimes armor, covered faces, humanity's protectors as mentioned, elegant as well, polish husaria added wings to their armor so with that fact what you will robots+angels- all-knowing, holy, radiant and created out of love and care, be not afraid, sometimes take on a confusing form to perceive (with angels its obvious what i mean, with robots/machines i'm talking about for example lots and lots of wire/repetitive patterns/little flashing lights etc etc)

guess who saw that husaria post just as they were trying to think up some metal doodles edfgbfshfegt

“Husarze / Hussars” Mateusz Michalski 2015

Husaria attack (Atak husarii) by Aleksander Orłowski

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Scéalta le Casadh by bonjourxrenae (@bonjourxrenae)

A historical one-shot about their first meeting - what starts as humble research becomes a quiet whirlwind romance:

Doctor O’Connor figured the best way to learn more about a nation was to glean that information from another nation. It had been the only reason Ireland came to Warsaw: to interview Poland, gather information, and help edit the manuscripts. In truth, he had become enchanted by the land during the few months he had stayed in Warsaw. The people were kind and devout, the kind of people Ireland felt warmest around. He had brought his flageolet and played for the children on the streets. The food and the folk dances comforted him, sunrises and sunsets were clear, and the reflection of the moon on the waters of the rivers and lakes had all but taken him under. He had become enamored. He understood what the doctor meant. He had to know more.

M’fhíorghrá / My true love by Felicja_Julieanne (@felicja-j)

A soft one-shot, wherein the two have other plans that don't involve staying at the UN formal:

“You’ve talked with your boss already, right?” “Yeah, but he ditched me the first occasion he had. Why?” Ireland smiles at him. “In that case, he knows you’re here. No one said we have to stay til the very end.” He pulls Poland a little closer, and lets himself rest his head against Poland’s hair. No one is looking in their direction anyway. “How about you run away with me, love?”

Of Irish coffee and milk tea by Felicja_Julieanne (@felicja-j)

A collection of drabbles, ranging from soft and domestic, to angst with character death.

A Game of Guinness Telephone by Husaria (@lithuanias)

Meet-cute Human AU one-shot, in which a stranger buys Ireland a pint at the pub... then promptly leaves before he can get a word in:

Alfred returned with another Guinness. Seán blinked. “Thanks, but I’m not even done—” “Oh, I know,” said Alfred. “This is from—” He gestured towards an empty barstool at the end of the car. “—he just left.” Seán swiveled around to look at the front door. “Who left?” “Some guy. He ordered you a Guinness. I…I thought he wanted to talk to you.” “Who was he?” “Beats me,” said Alfred. “First, he asked if we carried…a…I can’t even pronounce it and then just ordered a Guinness. I think we carry the beer he mentioned…Do we—?” Seán sipped his stout. “Did you get a name?” “Nope. Had an accent. I think he was Polish.” “What’d he look like?” “A bit shorter than you. Blond. He couldn’t have been older than twenty-five. Oh, and he had a white cat with him.”

The Seal Lord by bonjourxrenae (@bonjourxrenae)

Fantasy AU multi, featuring Ireland as a selkie and Poland as the young dignitary who accidentally summons him:

It was hard to say how much time had passed, or how many tears he’d wept. Get it together, he told himself, slapping his cheeks until his senses returned. Feliks breathed in the salty air, filled his lungs with the chill so deep it almost hurt. While he had the time, he listened to the hush of the waves against the shore, the cry of the gulls overhead… The airy sound of a tin whistle playing close by… Feliks turned toward the sound. In the haze of sundown, he saw him: a tall man with copper red hair bent over a stone, his feet buried in the sand. He was soaked to the bone, dressed in nothing but what appeared to be a large fur skin, glossy from the salt water. As he played, his thin fingers fluttered over the sound holes, trilling every other note. It was a song Feliks did not recognize, yet felt drawn to all the same. As he approached, the sand shuffled noisily beneath his shoes. The strange man drew away from the flute and looked over his shoulder at Feliks, a boyish smile curled on his lips. “Ah, so you’re the one what called for me.”

Sleepless by Felicja_Julieanne (@felicja-j)

A deeply emotional Human AU, in which Feliks realizes he's asexual and comes out to his partner:

Seán walks up to him, and sits on the other side of the windowsill seat. The moonlight shining on his face makes him seem more pale than usual, but it accents all the right angles, and seems to highlight all his freckles. Feliks almost wants to ask to paint him like this. Maybe another night. “Are you okay?” “Yeah,” Feliks answers. Too quick, he then realizes. “I just, uhm. Can’t sleep, I guess.” Seán raises his brows, and smiles. “And my guess, is that you’re lying.” Feliks feels his breath catch in his throat. “Y’know… whatever it is, you can tell me.” “There’s not-,” his first instinct is to defend himself, but then… he doesn’t. Avoiding this conversation has been draining him mentally. As much as Feliks is terrified to bring it up, he wants to talk to someone. He needs to. “I’ve- … It’s been a weird couple of weeks, I guess.” “Is everything okay?” Seán asks with concern. He leans forward, his hand on Feliks’s leg. He smiles with reassurance, but Feliks sees something else in his eyes. He must be worried, and Feliks doesn’t exactly blame him. He’s been way too distant lately. No wonder Seán knows something is going on. Feliks is terrible at hiding things. He turns to the window, resting his forehead against the cold glass, and closes his eyes for a moment.  “No, it’s not.”

me: I don't care about being polish that much really...

me when poland in any sports: KURWAAAAAAAAA POLSKA GÓROM LECIMY ORZEŁ BIAŁY HUSARIA ‼️❗❗❗‼️