Mein einig schönes Liechtenstein

i kinda fell out of the habit of rping and filled the time that i would spend on here with other things, and with the school year approaching again (hopefully for the last time!! this will be my 7th year in uni i would love to leave so much) i definitely won’t have time for liech.

from what i remember i got into hetalia with a few high school friends of mine a few months after i joined tumblr in early 2012. i think i had heard of it before on other websites but hadn’t actively thought about looking into it until then. i’m fairly certain the first character i latched onto was canada and i’m sure i have a multitude of fanfics laying around somewhere to prove that. i think i first noticed and started getting attached to liech in early 2013, and that i swapped writing fanfic between the two characters. 

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          “Wow, it’s been a while since I was last asked to sit in during a world conference. Has it always been this dull and painful? Would it be wrong to suggest that we blow this joint?”

What kind of hopeless romantic are you?

Fairytale Romantic

You are a fairytale hopeless romantic. It’s fair to say you’ve probably seen/read a lot of princess movies/books. Who doesn’t dream of finding their prince/princess one day? You long for someone who will love you so much that they will fight even the toughest of dragons for your affections. But you want your hero to be gentle with you and maybe even a romantic themself. The way to your heart is through singing and/or dancing, cute pet names, and delicious food. I’m no fairy godmother, but I believe you will find your true love one day, darling.

tagged by : @ircnkingdom​ thanks dani!! 

@liachtaschta​ said: ❛ You know I’m here for you, right? ❜ [ For Basch! ]

      “Ah- Well…O-Of course I do. But I can handle many things myself, you know..! So there’s no need to worry so much, alright?”

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@liachtaschta​ asked: “ even on your bad days, be kind. ” c:

“This again?” There was a very poorly-hidden twinge of annoyance on his face, as he heard the words from her mouth, at least initially. His usual body language of uptight seriousness took over not long after, as he expelled a sigh, fully turning his attention to the other.

“You know I’m not good with this kinds of things. I can barely manage to stand looking at other people some days.” He did generally keep to himself, with interactions normally revolving around business transactions or the like. Still, his sister was probably the only person he’d be so willingly hearing this sort of thing from, so cracks already began to show. “Even if I wanted to- Sometimes I don’t even know where to start.”

“There’s no need to be worrying yourself brother -- I am not suggesting you be changing yourself entirely. I do think I’d make for a poor sister if I was asking you do such a thing.” She had known him long enough to know that to be impossible, nor was it something she wanted to see. He wouldn’t be Basch if he changed so drastically. 

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“Oh, hey, so, um!  I was lookin’ through all the pictures I’ve got on my phone since there’s not any more room and I found a bunch from like, a year ago, where I got… weirdly super into book binding, all of the sudden?” 

“And I was wonderin’ if maybe, you’ve got any books that might be… I dunno, fallin’ apart a bit.  That I could repair for you!  Since I’ve done all of my own already, they all match each other now, the shelf looks just lovely.  And I did some for the lib’ry near me as well– not all of ‘em, just the old frayed-up ones.  So I promise, I’ve actually gotten sort of good at it!” 

“Unless of course you fix ‘em up yourself too, already– in that case maybe you could show me?  If you want?  Since obviously I’m still just learning.” 

I daresay I have a few books lying around that I could be passing on to you! I’ve been meaning to get them re-binded for a while now but have never gotten around to it I suppose! I can be sending over a few that I’m not so fond of to start with if you’re not entirely confident in your skills yet, but I do think if the quality of your work is sufficient for your local library, then it shall be for me too!

If you don’t mind, I’d love to see some of the work that you’ve already done! -- Not that I don’t have trust in your skills of course! I am merely curious is all!

Perhaps it never came up in conversation and he didn’t see a reason to mention me in a special case.  Or maybe he just forgot to. 

[Though it usually took Magdalena a lot to become worried, it was a bit concerning that there was still no sign of Elise’s father.  But, she supposed that it was still best to remain in one spot…at least for the time being.  Hopefully, he would return before they were forced to go looking for him.]

[One thing that did ease her mind a little was that the girl finally seemed to be warming up to her.  Her smile widened just slightly as she noticed Elise inching closer to her.]

Of course I can.  I’ve had a lot of practice over the years.  It’s a good way to keep busy, especially on a nice day like this.  You know, I bet that I could even make one with my eyes closed.  

I...I suppose.

[ Her words were not the most comforting to the girl, but she did not know what else to ask that would either confirm or alleviate her suspicions of the older woman. She knew her father talked to plenty of people without her, and for the most part, did not inform her of his conversations but she still would have liked to think that he would not leave her with someone he had not mentioned to her at all. Surely he knew that she was not comfortable with strangers!

Despite her concerns, she couldn’t help but let herself perk up at the fact that the woman was able to make flower crowns, and so easily too! She told herself that as long as she maintained her distance from the other, it would be alright to talk to her. ]

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“I could count on my hands the number of times I’ve seen you this year,“ the words were laced with an almost sisterly tone of teasing, as Femke continued to push herself on the small porch swing on her patio. Without even the noticable movement, she shifted herself to the side, as if to make room for the Germanic girl, and gestured her over, grinning all the while. “Come sit with me, we must catch up. I have a glass of lemonade with your name on it, and wrapped little gift box to boot~“