#etstoltland

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[kongerigetdanmarkdelete-blog]

Boyfriend Application

Name: Norway, obviously. 

Gender:  Male, though I do believe you already knew that. At least, you should have.  Height: 1,82 meters. Orientation: You've known me for how long, now? Age: Old enough.  Eye Color: Blue.  Hair Color: Blond.  Smoking?: Sometimes.  Drinking?: That's a resounding yes.  Drugs?: Haven't in a while.  Job: I don't think I should have to state this one.  Favorite Color: I rather like several.  Favorite Band: I don't think you've heard of them.  Siblings: Really? Tattoos?: None at this time.  Favorite Book?: Lord of the Rings, think you might have heard of the series.  Perfect Date: No one can reach that level so there's no need to even think about it. Hobbies: Reading, I suppose.  Why should I pick you?: Why shouldn't you?  Why do you even want to date me?: Who says I do?

[latviju]

NorLat? :3

Give me a pairing that includes my Muse and I’ll write something for it.

Latvia had been traveling through Norway on his vacation, but in his travels he’d gotten a tad… lost in Oslo. Unfortunately, he’d never bothered to learn Norwegian, so he was lost in more than one meaning.

Thankfully, after an hour or so of aimless wandering, Latvia came across a familiar face: Norway himself. They weren’t very well acquainted, but it was better than having to struggle to find his way back home. They conversed for a few moments, and after Latvia reluctantly admitted to having gotten himself lost, Norway agreed to show him around the city. It was his day off today, after all, and why not spend it in someone else’s company?

And so they spent the day touring the city, Latvia taking in the sights while Norway took the liberty to explain the history of some of the local tourist spots. Latvia felt as if he were on a real tour, though it was nice to be led around by someone he knew — well, more or less knew, rather.

Before they knew it, it had grown dark, and since Latvia had nowhere else to stay and little time to find a proper means of returning home, Norway offered for him to stay the night.

In the end, he ended up staying for a few nights longer than originally planned, and somehow in those few days there rose the bud of a relationship that would eventually blossom into a much more beautiful flower than originally planned.

[acuriousmaple]

{ YOU GUYS I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME!! I JUST--  I COULD DRY SOB RN LIKE THERE ARE WATERY EYES HERE OKAY I-- }

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TYOURE SO CUTE OH YMY GOD FALLS APART INTO LITTLE PIECES

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[Somewhat decent? You look stunningly beautiful, my dear. <3 ]

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(( Oh baby girl you are so, absolutely gorgeous. <3 ))

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AHHH YOU’RE REALLY PRETTY AND ADORABLE and I’m really proud of you for gathering the courage to post a picture of you and stuff and yeah congratulations on the 600 followers and stuff!! \o/

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………….YOU’RE SO CUTE OH MY GOD

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((You have nothing to be concerned about though because you’re really pretty!))

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you´re gorgeous, hunny c:

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[[… YOU ARE SO PRETTY COME HERE YOU]]

{ I don't think you know how much this means to me!! Like I am an emotional wreck atm and I was so nervous all day long and for like the past week and yoU ALL ARE BEING SO KIND TO ME LIKE I WAS SO PREPARED FOR LIKE THE WORST POSSIBLE OUTCOME AND YOU ALL-- 

I JUST-- I WOULD HAVE NEVER HAD THE COURAGE TO POST THIS IF NOT FOR THAT PROMISE AND I JUST--

I THOUGHT LIKE 5 PEOPLE WOULD SEE THAT AT MAX, BUT YOU ALL!! ?????? HOW DO I WORDS OMG DOn'T MIND ME JUST EMOTIONALLY VERY EMOTIONAL!! }

[kal-og-aska]

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A Sadness Runs Through Him - The Hoosiers

I know it’s an old song/Album, but they were my childhood band- :’D And for seven years it’s been my favourite song on the album. u v u 

People are puppets, held together with string, there’s a beautiful sadness that runs through him, as he asked me to the God he doesn’t believe in.

Time and again, boys are raised to be men. Impatient, they start, fearful at the end.

He was a man, mourning tomorrow. He drank, but finally drowned in his sorrow.

The talk of the village, which scattered between women and men alike- The powerful vikings, Lionhearts- The men who could look fear in the face, standing tall all the while. The talk of the townsfolk had not escaped Fannar’s ears.

But the man Fannar stood before- The man he was so close to, with flaxen hair and eyes a deep shade of blue- Was not the Lionheart so often spoken about. The Norwegian man seemed distant, and he didn’t so much as turn his head towards Fannar to acknowledge him. Every trail of bravery had disappeared his face, leaving fear and emptiness to take it’s place.

It was not a common look for the Norwegian. Even as Fannar spoke to him, to try and get his attention- About the townsfolk, about his chores- He gained no response. The Norwegian’s focus rested on the ceiling of the hut, unwavering in any aspect, no matter how hard the Icelandic boy tried to stir him. 

To see the Norwegian so distant, an air of depression about him; Was something scary, by itself. And Fannar didn’t like it, at all. 

For days, this continued- The Norwegian man took no interest in eating, and he only moved between his room and the couch to rest, often just remaining in bed for the majority of the day, gaze intent on the window. 

His thoughts were eating him away, and day in and day out, he was only growing weaker.

[kongerigetdanmarkdelete-blog]

You and Me

Haunt Me: My character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]

It was a long time ago in which he would become a guardian, especially chosen for his loyalty, for the way he loves people even when he was living. And god, he loved the stoic Norwegian. The way he would sigh in the morning, when he got the first sip of his precious coffee, or how he would be over his text all concentrated. It were those things which he loved so much and he envied everyone actually interacting with the interesting male. Because he couldn't.

He was his guardian angel, floating beside him, keeping twig and stone out of his way when he would be deeply lost into his newspaper and still walking. Usually he didn't have to do much, the man was extremely cautious and smart. Though sometimes, like now, he was overestimating his own ability to help himself. Mathias couldn't even understand who would get the idea to go into the most dangerous part of the city in the middle of the night, to find something to write about no less!

And so he keeps fulfilling his duty while shaking his head in disbelief, though not with a little smile, as he created walls were none were- alone to protect the stubborn man names Kristian

[kal-og-aska]

Record: I am beautiful and amazing, and I will never be unloved because Kat will always love me.

; v ;

[kongerigetdanmarkdelete-blog]

Record: I am beautiful and I will not argue because Kat is always right.

I hate you