#prussianmercenary

[captaintreppenwitz]

Ey, West! I've been looking for you, man. Where have you been?

Eh? 

Just...busy. 

Why were you looking for me? Did you need me for something? 

[confederationhelvetique-blog]

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Post a gif of what you’re currently feeling right now

(( I’m eating Herbstchüechli. uvu ))

[magyarrozsa]

 PRUSSIANMERCENARY SAID: BOW CHICA BOW WOW /WOLFWHISTLES/

 -flashes him a bright smile and tousles her hair- thank you for acknowledging the obvious Gil! -laughs- 

[midnattssolen-viking-blog]

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"Hello, do ya know where I can buy a son? M’wife needs more.. an’ I’ve been tryin’ to make one with him but it ain’t workin’… I tried IKEA a long time ago they said they dun sell sons.. do you sell sons?

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Your red eyes have always fascinated me. They were always in contrast with my own…. *dies* ((omg this is just so cryptic.))

[lilliesandribbons-blog]

prussianmercenary replied to your post: (( GUYS IF YOU WANT I CAN TRY TO TRANSLATE NAMES...

((ooh ooh Gilbert and Heitor owo))

(( heitor - העיטאָר

gilbert beilschmidt - גילבערט בעילסטשמידט ))

[magyarrozsa]

((i want the k ouo))

15 ;a kiss in the rain

She ran, panting as thunder crackled and rumbled above in the dark grey clouds as she made a beeline for her own home. 

"Erzsébet!"

A voice called out from behind her as she dug through her purse, searching for her house keys with shaking hands. She pulled them out and dropped them, swearing in a barely audible voice as she dove to pick them up quickly and made it up the porch and to her door. As she went for the lock a fisted hand slammed into the structure, making her jump and spin around quickly. A very soaked Prussia stepped up to her and pulled her into a hug which she fought, struggling to get out of it. “Don’t,” she spat, flustered. “I’m mad at you”

"No you’re not," he said cutting her off. "All I did was kiss you."

"Without my permission!" she ranted, pounding his chest twice and looking away. Her cheeks were rosy and inflamed. From running, she told herself stubbornly as she backed up against the doorway.

He stopped talking, his eyes settling on her face seriously and she tried not to look at him but couldn’t help how her green ones somehow found his again. 

She sagged slightly against the door, tucking her wet hair back behind her ears insecurely. She felt as if all of her control was being taken away.. and then he gave it back.

He leaned forward and asked quietly, “let me do this over. May I kiss you?”

Hungary stared at him for a few seconds, processing what was happening then reacted at last grabbing him by his wet shirt and attacking first. She closed her eyes, so lost in the kiss that she forgot the storm out and wrapped her arms around him as he did her.

She trembled, the last of her fighting spirit leaving her. How could this be? It felt so right..

[midnattssolen-viking-blog]

PRUSSIAN~MERCENARY

This is a KFC... Gilbert.. It's an American.. fried chicken restaurant.. that sells.. chicken.. that is fried.

[fragileserdtse]

Boys will be Boys: Historic Roleplay

ugh, IT was back again. That loud mouth in white that came blazing in like a wildhorse, unbroken and rough.

Slowly he rose to his feet moving his eyelids to adust his vision to make out the other  from the colours of his clothing and his face. A pale ghost wandering in when he was trying to practise his swordplay.

"And what do you want?"