Nerto-māro

Independent RP blog for [OC] An Ancient Celt for the series Hetalia. (Please read first thank you ) Relationship Status: Tired and alone. Face Claim: Jason Momoa

[callofthecelts]

Hey add me on discord Enishi#1209 so I can be just as antisocial and quiet with you there <3

[kavtari]

Reblog if you RP using Discord

[cinephiliac-a]

hunterspath:

[callofthecelts]

So this nsfw thing does that mean no more Marrec tiddy? :’(

[veryverycuteanimals]

My friend’s cat is very good at begging so she had to put up a… - (Source: https://rebrand.ly/cutedogsandcats)

[callofthecelts]

what's your biggest fear?

*He doesn’t fear death, failure or losing in a fight. His fear is deep rooted into the very heart and soul of his body, though words did not pass lips the question tugged forth the only reason which would bring that unfamiliar sensation to mind, losing his children.*

[thistlewhiskey]

-Now that Marrec was close he could probably smell the faint whiff of alcohol that permeated from his son. Hugh was a big, flashing, olfactory beacon for discontent.- Aight.. so.. ye’ll be pleased Da.. I’m no wit a fella no more.. I can chase the wee lassies.. N’ since I’ve bin doin’ that.. I figured ye’d no want te see me.. -Hugh didn’t want his father to see his despair so he grinned, glancing away.-

[callofthecelts]

*He didn’t raise them to not know when they were lying to him and eyes narrowed a little at their words. Something was wrong, there was no avoiding it and Hugh didn’t just swing from on preference to another so quickly and as arms folded he drew in a steady breath. Normally he’d be thrilled at such an admission but not when something much deeper lingered near the surface. * What did ye dae?

[callofthecelts]

Is it normal to be extremely bad at starters and openers?

[callofthecelts]

*Is going to disown all his offspring and there isn’t anything you can do to stop him.*

[astrodickology]

My Kink is being right and that’s why I’m turned on all the time

[princessofeden]

[bourgeoisie-sauvage]

[namakaeham]

[callofthecelts]

@ceannuidhebard

* Though he did pause in his step after throwing that insult and receiving the fiery response, he felt nothing but pride and adoration for the spirit his daughter showed him. She was so much like her mother. * Aye..

* Lips then tugged a little at the memory, though shorter than he was she was no less capable and he admired that in a woman, among other things. * Is aight, done the roof fer winter, no long now. * He glanced up as if snowflakes might start falling though fall had not quite started yet he was determined to be prepared. *  

[baile-atha-cliath]

@callofthecelts Stopped by for a pint!

“John Joseph Mary, y’look like somethin’ outta Outlander.” She’s talking about the book she never read, but the show she watch’s Sam Heughan’s Butt for.

[callofthecelts]

* Has no idea what that even is or means so he’s just going to stand there looking at her, a large brow arched as the only external sigh of his confusion. * ..Aight..

[realisenothing]

I’m not angry with you, I was being playful. I stabbed you with my fun knife

[thistlewhiskey]

Aight well.. I wis checkin’ these flowers te mek sure.. they’re ged enough te.. gi’e te.. Lilli. -Yeah, look how smooth that was. Hugh’s proud of himself even if 10000% Marrec will not believe his shit.- I’m no avoidin’ ye Da.. I didnae run away..

[callofthecelts]

* He doesn’t believe you, in fact his bullshit detector has almost exploded. * Tha’s nice. * Not, lying is the worst thing you can do to him that’s why he steps closer and leans towards them, when he spoke it was almost a growl. * Why..are ye..avoidin..me.

[thistlewhiskey]

-Definitely couldn’t outrun his father, or out hide him.. so.. he was going to pretend to be looking at flowers.. in the bush that he was hiding in..- … -Hugh was going to let himself be caught.-

[callofthecelts]

What are ye doing? * Notices the flowers, growls softly and slaps them away from them though it was more of an annoyed gesture than actually trying to remove them. Stepping forward to stop almost directly in front of his son’s vision. * Yer avoidin me..