Cha togar m' fhearg gun dìoladh

... Ah'm William. Ca' me Will. Dinnae be a coward, noo. Ah willnae bite ur anythin', 'less ye pester me, ay coorse.(( This is a Scotland RP blog for the Hetare Theater RP ring. Asks and anons are welcome!Avi art by Owynsama/Owynart! ))

[thebravescotsman]

What was the last picture you sent?

Ah don't send pictures. Ah dinnae hae one ay them fancy smartphones. Mine still flips.

[thebravescotsman]

Who do you text the most? What did the last text you sent say?

Feli, followed closely by Bri, an' 'en wee Art. Th' last text Ah sent was tae Art, an' it said we were out of pins an' Bri was about tae gang stark ravin' mad, an' that he needed tae buy some mair.

[thebravescotsman]

Favorite sport?

Curling in th' winter, football in th' summer. An' nae American football, Ah mean real football. Rugby an' cricket arenae bad either.

... ye were guessin' Ah was gontae say th' Highland Games, were ye nae?

[thebravescotsman]

Hot or cold?

Cauld. Ah gie tae hot an' Ah jus' gie grumpy.

[agirlnameddisaster]

This is a super lovely ScotIta commission I ordered from Miss Juju! You can find her commissions page here!

I want to share it with everyone because oh goodness this pairing needs more love aaaah ;u; Look how tiny Feli is next to his big Scottish boyfriend (seriously look, Feli has to tip-toe and Scot still has to lean down) and how beautiful the artwork is just aaaah holy shit ;u; Feli giving his beau a welcome-home kiss is going to kill me of cute.

[thebravescotsman]

(( OOC: AAAAAAAAAA HOLY SHIT AAAAAAAAA ;u; ))

[thebravescotsman]

limoncellolimelight:

[He’s still nervous and red and pulls back to look up at him through his lashes, still looking anxious.] I… bought a little house. It’s not big, but it’s got a lot of fenced land, so the dogs can run around more… Will you come live there with me?

Ye… ye wha’?

[Blink. Blink.]

… well, mah lease isnae up fer a few months, but… Ah dinnae see why nae.

[limoncellolimelight-deactivated]

Oh, I know, I mean- well, mine isn’t up for another few months either, but, I figured in the months leading up to it, I could fix up the house a bit more and get the yard tended to and maybe get some gardens ready for next year, and slowly moving our things over there together… T-Taking it slow, you know? [He smiles hopefully.] I-I just thought maybe we could use the room. The dogs especially.

[thebravescotsman]

... Ah'm nae gangin' tae lie, Feli, Ah'd love tae hae some land again. Ah've been makin' dae wi' th' park doon th' way, but... it'll be different if Ah jus' hae tae gang oot back tae play wi' th' pups. Jus' one question... hae far is it frae th' theater, luv? Ah... [He rubs the back of his neck a bit awkwardly.] Ah dinnae hae a car er anythin', noo. Jus' mah legs.

[thebravescotsman]

limoncellolimelight:

[He’s still nervous and red and pulls back to look up at him through his lashes, still looking anxious.] I… bought a little house. It’s not big, but it’s got a lot of fenced land, so the dogs can run around more… Will you come live there with me?

Ye... ye wha'?

[Blink. Blink.]

... well, mah lease isnae up fer a few months, but... Ah dinnae see why nae.

[thebravescotsman]

Amore... I sort of. Did something. Big. And, um. I was wondering... [He's flustered and fidgety, and hugs him suddenly and buries his face into his chest. The sound is muffled.] Iboughtahousesowillyoucomelivewithme?

... wha' was 'at? [He's not against the hug, but geez Feli will you speak up]

[thebravescotsman]

What is the capital of Europe?

Edinburgh. Dinnae let any a body tell ye otherwise!

[agirlnameddisaster]

This is a Scotland/Veneziano piece I commissioned from Owyn! (Her art blog is here!) You can find the specific commissions page here.

Scot/Feli is a rarepair only a few people I know of ship, so I was super excited and delighted to see how beautifully this piece turned out! 

(they’re such beautiful happy babies oh my goodness you can tell Scot has to lean over and Feli has to tip-toe just so they can kiss help me they’re precious)

[thebravescotsman]

godsavequeenmab:

Goodness gracious, what an offer. How am I ever to refuse such kindness?

Alreight 'en, start wi' a hundred pushups an' a hundred situps. Gie back tae me when you've done 'at.

[thebravescotsman]

Tell us a little known fact about yourself

Naebody kens a thin' about me, 'cept mah family. Sae Ah s'pose sayin' mah middle name is Dòmhnall woulds be enough, aye?

[thebravescotsman]

Tell me a story

Once upon a time, thaur was a wee bunny 'at lived in th' woods. It got eaten by a bear. Th' end.

[thebravescotsman]

Favorite Disney song?

[asoldierssong-blog]

[Brigid doesn't get any words, only a set of strong, familiar arms hugging her from behind.]

[She freezes for a split second before her breath hitches.] ‘lo Liam…

[thebravescotsman]

... Ah'm haur fer ye, darlin'. Ye jus'... ye jus' ken 'at, aye? [And he hugs her just a little bit tighter.]

[thebravescotsman]

[But just as Feli does settle in, his text alert for Will goes off.]

TXT: I’m happy you liked the soup. :) Feel free to have more. Rest, get fluids/nutrients, and we’ll be back to snuggling in no time at all, love.

TXT: That soup is a Kirkland family tradition. I used to make it when one of the wee ones was sick. Feel free to tease Arthur about it later.

[limoncellolimelight-deactivated]

[He squeaks happily when he hears the tune “Kiss Me” coming from his phone- cheesy love song for his boyfriend’s ringtone? Check.]

TXT: i want to be not sick already ;; i miss touching you. mostly kissing you. and the snuggles. its been a week and everything still hurts and i cant breathe :(

TXT:  ti amooooo <3 <3 <3 aheh i’ll ask artie about it later i want to see what he says. hes funny when he turns all red!

[thebravescotsman]

TXT: If you feel up to it, take a warm bath. It'll help your body stop aching and help break up some of your congestion. If not just try to rest.

TXT: I love you too. :) Be sure to mention the time he pretended to be ill, just so I would make him some. He managed to con us for a whole week.

[Hopefully nobody in the theater asks why Will is texting and grinning at his phone.]

[limoncellolimelight-deactivated]

[Leaves a big bowl of Scotch broth, from scratch, with a big mug of hot tea with lemon juice and honey, on a small table outside Feli's door. Knocks and then leaves for work.]

[He slowly drags himself out of bed, moving slowly thanks to his labored and rattling breaths, and opens the door curiously, before seeing the tray of food on the table and smiling.]

Will… nn, I wish I could get better already so I could snuggle you again… 

[He’s talking more to himself, but he takes the food a bit clumsily into the kitchen and eats it all, being sure to wash the dishes so Will doesn’t have to fuss over them- and then he retreats back to his room to collapse back onto the bed.]

[thebravescotsman]

[When Feli gets into the kitchen, he’ll see the kettle still on the stove, set to low so it can stay warm, if Feli wants any more. He’s also got the lemon juice out next to the honey, with a little note that says: “Use as needed”. If Feli happens to notice it, there’s also another note, folded up and propped up, with his name on it sitting on the table. The note says: ]

Feli,

If you’re reading this it means you’re feeling at least a little better than yesterday. That’s a good sign. If you want any more soup, I’ve made and refrigerated a whole stock pot in the fridge; heat the bowl up for about 2 minutes and it will be hot but not scalding. If you need anything, just ring my mobile, and I’ll be home in ten minutes. Rest up, Feli. I’ll be home at six.

Ti amo, Will

[limoncellolimelight-deactivated]

[Well, he can have a few more cups of tea. With a metric fuckton of honey and lemon because he loves those things. Although not more soup because his appetite tends to plummet when he’s sick. He checks the fridge curiously, smiling when he sees the big pot in there, and turns a bit redder than the fever already made him, before he lifts the note and settles back down in bed to read it.]

Y-You are literally…! The sweetest boyfriend…

[He pulls out his phone and texts Will.

TXT: you are the best boyfriend ever and i love youuuu

TXT: the soup was so tasty! i loved it and i loved the tea and i love you

TXT: i wish i could kiss you and snuggle and stuff but im contagious :(

He sighs a little and curls up under the quilts, shivering as a result of fever.]

[thebravescotsman]

[But just as Feli does settle in, his text alert for Will goes off.]

TXT: I'm happy you liked the soup. :) Feel free to have more. Rest, get fluids/nutrients, and we'll be back to snuggling in no time at all, love.

TXT: That soup is a Kirkland family tradition. I used to make it when one of the wee ones was sick. Feel free to tease Arthur about it later.