Apr 3, 2018
“Let’s talk about moving in together.” {dxssolved-nxtion.}
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“I’m sorry…Gil, did I hear ya right?”
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“Let’s talk about moving in together.” {dxssolved-nxtion.}
🍁 Meme || @dxssolved-nxtion 🍁
“…”
“I’m sorry…Gil, did I hear ya right?”
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“Oi-!” She reached out, quickly grabbing the back of his shirt to yank him back on the street. She was perhaps a bit rough, but she did have to act fast. She ran her fingers through her blonde hair to get it off of her face, as she was a bit out of breath.
“The hell were you thinking? You almost walked right in front of that bus!”
"I need a place to spend the night." {dxssolved-nxtion. Hello again! c:}
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Vlad grinned his usual grin. “You need a place for the night? Sure!” Just like him to agree before thinking if he actually had a room for Gilen. He paused to think, furrowing his brows. “Actually, I wonder if I have a room open … Oh yeah! You can just use–” The Romanian’s grin faultered for a moment, but quickly returned to it’s usual shine. “Moldova’s old room. It’s been empty for a while, but I’ll need to move a few boxes. Mind helping me out?”
☆ {dxssolved-nxtion. For Iain.}
「AFFECTIONATE SYMBOL MEME」
☆ - Our muses go stargazing together
Suggesting the two of them go out for a stroll, stargaze a bit…Iain would normally question the logic of this, particularly since he typically preferred being off on his own rather than being in among others. But considering the Prussian wasn’t too bad, he figured maybe a little company this time around wouldn’t be too bad.
Sighing softly, he cast a glance over to Gilen, eyeing him a bit as he chewed his lower lip in thought. Then he cleared his throat.
“Y…ye doin’ awright, mate? Not cold or anything, are ye?”
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Lithuania opened the door to Prussia’s temporary office. He wasn’t there to check up on Prussia, in fact he would rather avoid the other nation entirely, but he needed to discuss business with Prussia, as suggested by his boss. He was quietly a little relieved when he wasn’t in the office, just another man, who admittedly looked a little similar.
“Excuse me,” said Lithuania, “I’m looking for Mr. Prussia, would you happen to know where he is?”
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cont. from here
She brought her hand up to her mouth, feigning mock surprise.
“I’m Italy, of course! I heard you needed a hug. I mean, your name is Gilen, right?”
"I'm gonna wait out here, okay?" {dxssolved-nxtion. For Iain. Time for the burnt cinnamon roll duo to become a thing!}
˜”*°•.˜”*°• SHIT HANDSOME JACK SAYS (part two!)
“Nae, I’m not going in there if yer not!” was the immediate response. It wasn’t necessary for him to attend such events–no, that was what England was for. He had only come at the request of that special someone, to ‘get out more’, as they put it.
It would be easier on him to have fellow nation he could relate to (somewhat, anyways) there.
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✥ - your muse tripped and has now tackled my muse, pinning them to the floor. {dxssolved-nxtion. Hello. c:}
Normally she had better balance than this. Normally, she could practically run across a street in high heels without a worry about falling. But today was not like every other day. Today, apparently, she was not to keep her perfect record of not falling, even if she was wearing a stylish pair of platform black wedge sandals, that went perfectly with her skinny black ankle pants, and her black, white, and blue floral patterned sleeveless collared shirt that was tucked into it.
Yes, she was perfectly fashionable, and attracting looks, which was exactly what she wanted. A well dressed woman should attract looks, in her mind, and she aimed to attract them. And then--she tripped.
She tripped and fell, not able to control her falling, and instead crashed right into someone, knocking the person down and landing on top of the person, pinning the individual down. It was half a second before she opened her eyes, daring to move, only to see she had trapped a man beneath her.
“Oh! Pardon! I am sorry!” she said, trying to stand up without making things more awkward. “I hope you are not injured!”