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Ap Blodyn, APH Wales

Rhydian Eurig Mathonwy: Small Prince, Golden Ancient.

Representative of Axis Powers: Hetalia: Wales. Based on canon facts, history, politics, culture and admin’s whim. Admin prefers a darker interpretation of history.

Rhys is a small man, docile and calm, for the most part, unless his personal pride or culture is threatened or insulted. He is very fond of his family, and yet keeps to himself for the most part. He is a singer, a story-teller and husbandrist, owner of several corgis and a small flock of sheep, which he tends to alone somewhere non-specific in the hills of Llyn, in Northern Wales.

Despite being so reclusive, he is recently attempting to be more sociable with others apart from his “brothers.” Perhaps you should stop by and wish a s’mae?

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RPs NSFW content, tagged as NSFW. Will do smut, violence, gore, etc.

Single-ship, no current partner!

Uses Faceclaim gifs in most RP posts.

Admin is of-age, and will rp with minors, but no NSFW content with a minor partner.

Admin can RP in lit or script format.

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danskdanish

Viking Times!AU

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The forest was getting closer and closer, the stars lighting up the surrounding very slightly and the trees shadows growing. The Dane would have to catch him now. He also had to be successful about and he only had one chance.

The boy sped up a little, probably noticing that Ragnar’s hands were too close for comfort but the little bit of distance was what the larger Dane needed, just enough room to push himself forward harshly with out tripping over the boy completely a momentous lunge of sorts and then, it was done.

Somehow the Dane managed to grab, one hand clung to the tunic’s fabric while the other one now that he could stop this chase reached to grab the sword since if the other managed to wriggle free again he at least wanted what was stolen back.

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What he expected to see upon reaching the tree line was darkness, maybe a faerie to help him lose the attacker, but that wasn’t the darkness he expected. Instead, his face was full of dirt and bare tree roots, and his forward momentum, albeit slowed by the act of being dragged backwards by his tunic, was enough to scrape his face and front.

He let out a loud yelp of pain as he was pulled backwards, and quickly twisted to try squirming, kicking, anything to get away from the Dane, but, alas, his efforts were in vain.

“Na! Na!” He screeched, turning a bit more to try and grab at the sword again. That didn’t belong in the hands of a foreigner, and less the hands of a thief and murderer.

#viking au #danskdanish

1 24 27

1. What house will you be in?

Ravenclaw!

24. Which part of the castle will be your favorite?

Likely the Quidditch pitch, though the greenhouses will surely be exciting.

27. Do you think you'll be a fan of wizard music?

Butt, I already am.

#eyesofanirishman #Cyfnodau hud a Dreigiau

Let's talk about life as a student in Hogwarts.

Send me numbers!

1. What house will you be in?

2. If the sorting hat was on you and it said you'd be great in a house you didn't consider before, will you follow his advice or choose what house you want?

3. What kind of animal would you bring to school?

4. If you were in class, where would you normally sit?

5. What do you think you'll be doing right now?

6. What's the core of your wand?

7. Do you think you'll be part of the quidditch team?

8. Will you be part of any organization???

9. Will you go home during holidays?

10. Do you think you'll have friends from other houses?

11. What will you pack for school?

12. How about when going home for holidays, what will you bring home?

13. Would you consider studying in another wizarding school?

14. Do you think you'll be a prefect or head girl/boy?

15. Are you going to be a pure-blood or half-blood or muggle-born?

16. Will you be related to any wizarding family?

17. Will you be a student who gets into trouble a lot?

18. Do you think you'll get a lot of detention? For what reason/s?

19. On hogsmeade visits, what shops will you go to?

20. Will you be supportive of your house's quidditch team?

21. Will you read Hogwarts: A History?

22. Do you think you'll get a lot of letters from home? How frequent do you think you'll get them?

23. Will you subscribe to the daily prophet or the quibbler or other wizarding world media?

24. Which part of the castle will be your favorite?

25. When sleeping in your dormitory, will your four-poster bed's curtains be drawn or closed?

26. If the team your house played against wins, do you think you'll be bitter towards the other team after the game?

27. Do you think you'll be a fan of wizard music?

28. Will you be curious enough to try and explore the whole castle, even if you know you can get in trouble for visiting some parts of it?

29. How frequent will your visits to the library be?

30. If someone was to form an organization similar to dumbledore's army, will you join?

31. If you were to get detention, what task would you prefer? Would you want to scrub cauldrons or clean trophies or sort through unlabeled books or…?

32. On your o.w.l.s, what subject/s will you get an O in? Which ones do you think you’ll get a T on?

33. How about in your n.e.w.t.s?

34. If you were a pure-blood, would you take interest in reading muggle literature?

35. At what time do you think you'll go to bed on weekdays?

36. Would you prefer firewhiskey over butterbeer?

37. What wizard snack would be your favorite? Or which one would you like to try?

38. Will you collect chocolate frog cards?

39. Will you keep track of which flavor of beans you already tried?

40. What quidditch team (excluding hogwarts houses) will you support?

41. What classes will you take for n.e.w.t.s?

42. What will your boggart be?

43. Will you stay in the hog’s head or the three broomsticks?

44. If you are of age, will you try to enter the triwizard tournament if they ever host one again?

45. What do you think happens during graduation?

46. Will you see the thestrals carrying the carriages?

47. If you were invited to join the slug club, will you accept the invitation?

48. Will you consider becoming a professor in hogwarts after school?

49. What would your patronus be?

50. What memory will you think of when making a patronus?

51. What year are you suppose to be in right now?

#meme loving shite

danskdanish

Viking Times!AU

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There was a path, it started close to the water, and was intentionally difficult to navigate. Those who knew it could avoid the gouges in the dirt and twisting roots of driftwood without problem. It was a detriment to pursuers, and thus an escape route. That’s where he was headed. Only a child, but he still had long enough legs to put distance between himself and the Dane, enough to get to the head of the trail.

Once there, he would be able to get back to the village, Daffyd’s sword in hand and go find out what even happened to his home, if his parents even survived.

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The initial lunge at the other to knock him flat on his face only resulted in leaving the Dane flat on his own face in the sand. The torch that shed light was out from falling in the sea. Hoisting himself up he was determined more than ever to find this child, if he was to show himself in the morning. Humiliated by a boy wasn’t exactly good in name. It was no longer simply about a sword and thief.

Ragnar used his size to try to keep up with the boy’s feet. If he could catch him while still on the beach it would be simple. If he chased the boy into the forest it would be a different story. The forest which was growing closer by the second. While he was neck and neck behind the boy his arms weren’t in reach. That didn’t mean he didn’t try, trying for that tunic again.

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The ditch- He almost forgot the sudden dip in the path, and did stumble, but somehow managed to correct his gait just in time to leap over the shallow bit. He was very determined to get away from this man, to just.. get back home. Maybe getting Daffyd’s sword back was a mistake, but he was going to stick to his plan of getting back at least that.

Speed up. Speed up. Speed up.

A silent alarm system told him the Dane was reaching; he had to get out of the man’s armlength before he was caught again. Up the path was the only chance he had. Familiar territory would be his saviour, if only he could get to it.

#danskdanish #viking au

Tell me lol

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ ] Go back to sleep [ ] Kick you out[ x ] Cuddle with you [ ] Be like “How in the world?”[ ] Let you sleep on the floor [ ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ x ] Kiss or hug you back [ x ] Smile and laugh[ ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable [ ] Push you away[ ] Be shocked [ ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[ ] No [ x ] Yes [ ] Most certainly not. [ x ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ x ] Cute [ ] Adorable [ x ] Attractive [ ] Beautiful[ ] Okay [ ] Ugly [ ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[ ] Stranger [ x ] Acquaintance [ x ] Ally[ x ] Friend [ ] Love [ ] Rival [ ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[ ] Pathetic [ ] Off no consequence [ x ] Intriguing [ ] Frightening [ ] Unsettling [ ] Annoying [ x ] Infuriating [ x ] Pleasant company [ ] Comforting [ ] Unable to be lived without [ x ] Trustworthy

#cordial-intentions #answered

golubayaakula-aes

APH Wales

#aesthetics #yes very nice #this fits rhys v well

Tell me

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ x ] Go back to sleep [ ] Kick you out[ x ] Cuddle with you [ x ] Be like “How in the world?”[ ] Let you sleep on the floor [ ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ ] Kiss or hug you back [ x ] Smile and laugh[ x ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable [ ] Push you away[ ] Be shocked [ ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[ ] No [ x ] Yes [ ] Most certainly not. [ ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ x ] Cute [ ] Adorable [ x ] Attractive [ x ] Beautiful[ ] Okay [ ] Ugly [ ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[ ] Stranger [ x ] Acquaintance [ x ] Ally[ ] Friend [ ] Love [ ] Rival [ ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[ ] Pathetic [ ] Off no consequence [ x ] Intriguing [ ] Frightening [ ] Unsettling [ ] Annoying [ ] Infuriating [ x ] Pleasant company [ ] Comforting [ ] Unable to be lived without [ ] Trustworthy

#aaaah #rhys doesnt know japan v well #but shes a pretty lady and he trusts prettyladies #pls cuddle him #nihonko

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Put a “Tell me" in my ask and my character will answer…

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If you snuck into my room I would:

[ ] Go back to sleep [ ] Kick you out [ ] Cuddle with you [ ] Be like “How in the world?” [ ] Let you sleep on the floor [ ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ ] Kiss or hug you back [ ] Smile and laugh [ ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable [ ] Push you away [ ] Be shocked [ ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[ ] No [ ] Yes [ ] Most certainly not. [ ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ ] Cute [ ] Adorable [ ] Attractive [ ] Beautiful [ ] Okay [ ] Ugly [ ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[ ] Stranger [ ] Acquaintance [ ] Ally [ ] Friend [ ] Love [ ] Rival [ ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[ ] Pathetic [ ] Off no consequence [ ] Intriguing [ ] Frightening [ ] Unsettling [ ] Annoying [ ] Infuriating [ ] Pleasant company [ ] Comforting [ ] Unable to be lived without [ ] Trustworthy

(- Based of askboxmemes’s post.)

depassion

Quidditch Intramurals

@ap-blodyn

Antonio had only just learned how to ride his broom but seemed to be a natural talent at it. Since it was quite enjoyable he decided he might try out for the Slytherin Quidditch team. All the houses had intramurals on the same day so it seemed. There were lots of other students here to participate as well. He felt a little silly, trying out in his first year, but he thought if he could get through intramurals, it might be something good for him to do. The Slytherin walked up to another boy and tugged on his sleeve. “Hey, are you here to play Quidditch too? I’m hoping this is the right place…” He didn’t have a problem with meeting new people and making possible new friends.

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The Welsh boy had been flying on broomstick since he could walk, almost. He was very fond of taking flight and whipping about on the air, even if it terrified his father. Thus, when it came time to go to school, the minute he got the chance he was on the Quidditch field and vying for the air.

Before he was allowed to take to the sky, however, his attention was drawn to a tug on his sleeve. “Hm? Oh, ah, yes-” His accent is thick, clearly not quite used to speaking English. “Do y’ know what position you trying for?”

#depassion #Cyfnodau hud a Dreigiau

Francois?

Rhydian is fond of France, is eager to spend time with him, learn his culture, and generally snark about the rest of Europe alongside. A fellow chef is always a wonderful friend.

Minor HC: Should Francois play Jean Valjean, Rhydian would be first in line for the part of Javert. (Les Miserable)

#headcanons #revolutionhoe #answered #France and Wales

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Send me a character’s name and my muse will tell how they feel about them

danskdanish

Viking Times!AU

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There’s actually a mistake being made here. The child was stunned for a moment by being dropped, and pulled the sword closer to himself, somehow managing to get into a decent defensive stance, using the rather standard-sized sword high and heavy, as if he were brandishing a claymore instead of a bastard sword.

Once again, he knew nothing of what was being said, and simply narrowed his eyes, adjusted his stance, as if preparing to spring into an attack. Just before launching forward to the Dane, he turned and fell into a full sprint towards the water, fully intent on getting overhead and swimming to safety, sword clutched close all the while.

danskdanish

Rather than mistaken his expression was that of disappointment. Why was most of this land filled with cowards? He’d intended to give the kid a chance however that chance was quickly heading towards the sea. If Ragnar wanted to help bring the sword home and maybe the kid with it he would have to catch him first.

This time however he had to make sure the boy didn’t get away again. Rather then chasing after like a maniac the entire time he banked on simply tackling the kid to the ground.

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There was a path, it started close to the water, and was intentionally difficult to navigate. Those who knew it could avoid the gouges in the dirt and twisting roots of driftwood without problem. It was a detriment to pursuers, and thus an escape route. That’s where he was headed. Only a child, but he still had long enough legs to put distance between himself and the Dane, enough to get to the head of the trail.

Once there, he would be able to get back to the village, Daffyd’s sword in hand and go find out what even happened to his home, if his parents even survived.

#danskdanish #viking

danskdanish

Viking Times!AU

ap-blodyn-blog

The anger in Ragnar’s eyes was enough to snap the child out of his panicked frenzy, if only for a second. His failed attack had him frozen in place for more than a few moments, though soon followed by the child twisting violently to kick at the hand that dared to touch Daffyd’s sword.

“Not yours! It is the weapon of Daffyd! It belongs to the Welsh!”

His cries weren’t likely to be understood, but the failure to communicate was simply unavoidable. They shared no common tongue. No matter the languages Ragnar knew, Rhys was familiar with only Welsh and very, very minor amounts of– Latin. Maybe he knows Latin.

“Hic est gladius ad Daffyd, et ad populum Gymraeg!”

His grammar is bad, and his vocabulary elementary at best. He only knows what’s been passed down, given that small pockets of Roman occupation somehow still existed.

danskdanish

Rhydian may as well have been screaming at the wind since what ever he’d said sounded like noise. Pure incoherent noise. Who or what on earth was this kid? So clearly desperate to bring this sword back home despite the carnage that was probably left there to feed the crows. Why else would this boy be so determined to get this back? Something in the Dane’s mind figured Daffyd had to be a name maybe it was this sword’s owner?

“Daffyd is dead, I killed him.” Ok maybe he didn’t kill him, someone did otherwise he wouldn’t be fighting a child for the dead man’s sword. He didn’t have to know that little bit of truth in order for the point to get across, if any of it got across. Just seeing the boy and noting how he’d killed his boredom for the night, maybe he could get his words across another way. Perhaps it would be a little evil. Letting go he held out his arms bearing himself as a target.

“If you want his sword kill me for it.”

ap-blodyn-blog

There’s actually a mistake being made here. The child was stunned for a moment by being dropped, and pulled the sword closer to himself, somehow managing to get into a decent defensive stance, using the rather standard-sized sword high and heavy, as if he were brandishing a claymore instead of a bastard sword.

Once again, he knew nothing of what was being said, and simply narrowed his eyes, adjusted his stance, as if preparing to spring into an attack. Just before launching forward to the Dane, he turned and fell into a full sprint towards the water, fully intent on getting overhead and swimming to safety, sword clutched close all the while.

#danskdanish #viking

danskdanish

Viking Times!AU

ap-blodyn-blog

He did manage to get several yards away from the invader before he was caught, a move that Rhydian by no means expected. He had simply been clutching the hilt of the sword to his side and fleeing, despite the blade dragging over the rocks and likely damaging a bit of the sharp edging to it, then suddenly the back of his tunic yanked back and cut off his air supply, essentially choking him for a second before he moved into its direction to ease some of the pressure off of his throat.

“Let go of me!”

His demand is winded, not exactly as authoritative as it could be, even for a child. The yelling, especially in a language he was unfamiliar with, was enough to terrify him into struggling, which founded him enough strength to pull the sword up and attempt to swing it around in Ragnar’s general direction, albeit with little actual control over the offensive move.

danskdanish

Like a mouse squirming in the hands of a cat, it felt kind of bad to hold the other like this but being nice wasn’t in the question when it came to thieves. The boy said something, didn’t matter what it was but his even more unruly struggling was enough to translate.

Not that the Dane obeyed it, not until that sword was swung at him like it was a bat. He was made to let go lest he wanted to get hacked by it’s blade. Even in the hands of a kid a sharp sword was going to hurt if it hit him. However he was able to watch as the weight of it threw the kid off balance. Once the blade was clear of his arm he was able to grab at it, catching it sharp as hell and uncaring about the blood.

“Let it go, this isn’t a toy”

Perhaps if his words weren’t understood his expression would, clearly he’d lost patience and that he was biting through the pain that currently pulsed through his palm.

ap-blodyn-blog

The anger in Ragnar’s eyes was enough to snap the child out of his panicked frenzy, if only for a second. His failed attack had him frozen in place for more than a few moments, though soon followed by the child twisting violently to kick at the hand that dared to touch Daffyd’s sword.

“Not yours! It is the weapon of Daffyd! It belongs to the Welsh!”

His cries weren’t likely to be understood, but the failure to communicate was simply unavoidable. They shared no common tongue. No matter the languages Ragnar knew, Rhys was familiar with only Welsh and very, very minor amounts of-- Latin. Maybe he knows Latin.

“Hic est gladius ad Daffyd, et ad populum Gymraeg!”

His grammar is bad, and his vocabulary elementary at best. He only knows what’s been passed down, given that small pockets of Roman occupation somehow still existed.

#translation: This sword belongs to Daffyd/David #and the people of Wales!