FUCKIN' KIPPENLEKKER

"People say that I'm too blunt, or that the Dutch can't tell a joke. Apologies for being upfront, ...but I guess you are what you smoke." (Sage, APH Netherlands rp account, mun is 18+ Credit for the art goes to @hoork !

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...So this blog is NOT a side blog. 

I am contemplating whether or not I want to remake this muse as a sideblog connected to my main blog. 

...I’d honestly would also be interested in just roleplaying this character with people on discord. 

So like...if anyone would actually want to do role-plays with a Netherlands muse (mainly nation verse but maybe AUs too), ...please just like this post or reply to it or dm this blog or something to let me know. Also I have like six years of Hetalia RP experience and have been roleplaying as the Netherlands for at least three so I promise I don’t suck 

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{{Hm. The hetalia role-play community is probably pretty much dead, isn’t it? 

I was thinking about maybe giving this a shot again but there’s probably no point}}

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tulpenhoofd:

…His cute little what now? 

He raises a brow just a little bit, wondering if he heard right. Is he referring to…character merchandise? Like Hello Kitty and My Melody? That’s….not something he expected him to bring up right away. Or at all. 

“…Were they gifts?” he finally asks him. “The Japans give me those sorts of things all the time. Something about how it makes them feel less stressed and they thought it would help me too-” he told him.  He wouldn’t be surprised if their friends back in Japan kickstarted that hobby of his. They’re obsessed over there. 

“Hmm…have you heard of Miffy?” he asks him. 

Sadik wasn’t sure if the Dutchman had just raised a brow in surprise or not, but if he did, the Turk honestly wasn’t ashamed of what he owned. He wasn’t a collector of everything, but if there was something that he found extremely adorable, he was most likely going to buy it.

“Not all of them, no,” he replied, shaking his head. “My very first cute gift from Japan was a Hello Kitty wearing the most adorable little kimono. I created a small shelf for my room, and that’s where it sits from day ta day with some dusting every now and then.” Though, he couldn’t help but chuckle as the Dutchman continued to explain what had happened. “Yeah, that sounds about right!” It did make Sadik feel less stressed though which was amazing.

“Hmm–Miffy? Oh! You mean this–!” Apart of his outfit was a somewhat crumpled neckerchief worn like a cowboy scarf that had orange, blue, yellow, white, and black stripes on the front! Taking it off, he spread it out so that the blonde could see it clearly, he then flipped it over onto the actual front end which revealed the reason for the colored stripes on the back: there were multiple Miffys wearing either a blue, orange, or yellow dress!  “It’s cute, isn’t it? I wear this sometimes!” That neckerchief was definitely the sort of fashioned that Sadik would rock without care.

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“...Oh-” he blinks in surprise.   “...And here I was, thinking that I was about to have to pull my phone out to show you-” He looks over at the scarf. Yep, he’d recognize that little white bunny anywhere. That’s Miffy, -or Nijntje, as they call her in the Netherlands. 

“She’s all over the place back home,” he told him. “She’s probably the most popular cartoon character from the Netherlands, actually. “Children read books about her, people own all sorts of collectables and you could find her in tourist shops- ...she even had a movie that came out a few years ago-” he tells him. “She’s very popular.”

So of course he likes Miffy. She’s a rather big part of his culture.  “...Are you a fan?” Perhaps Sadik already knew all that stuff? Well, if he did, then he just wasted his time telling him about her... 

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tulpenhoofd:

When they both finally went inside, he immediately felt better. Yes! It’s cool and quiet in here! He likes this place already just for that alone. 

He sits down with him. It’s a little bit of a tight space for him, but he’s so used to it being that way whenever I left home that he doesn’t even mind it that much anymore. 

When Sadik brings up his enjoyment of watching his people go by their day, he simply nods in agreement at him, removing his sunglasses and setting them down on the table to he could have a clearer look out the window himself. …He likes watching people out the window of restaurants and cafes too, even on streets as hectic as this one. It made the chaos feel a lot more contained despite the fact that if anything, it was the two of them that were contained while everyone else was outside and free. Crowds were a lot more palatable like this. 

“…Sometimes, it’s better to just observe than it is to participate,” he says, staring out the window. He stops though, not forgetting to get a look at the rest of his surroundings too. Interesting place, this is…

Sadik was pleased when the blonde nodded and simply took it as Ned enjoying the past time as well; there was also the fact that the Dutchman seemed to have started looking out the window as well which made the Turk begin to smile once more. He stared at the Dutchman for a moment longer, happy about that before he perked up when the other moved to speak.

“Sometimes, yeah,” Sadik replied with a nod, resting his arms on the table gently as his own gaze returned to the people watching. “You ain’t wrong. When I’m at home, aside from the television and whatever little hobbies I have, the only other thing I can really stare at and appreciate are the cute little plush toys in my room. I got them while I was visiting Japan!!”

When looking at those plush toys, he remembered those few days–and the long lines!–for limited edition items and other cute little things like that. Clothing went without question–hoodies too even which was amazing in itself. There was never anything wrong with rocking fashion that showcased what you loved.

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...His cute little what now? 

He raises a brow just a little bit, wondering if he heard right. Is he referring to...character merchandise? Like Hello Kitty and My Melody? That’s....not something he expected him to bring up right away. Or at all. 

“...Were they gifts?” he finally asks him. “The Japans give me those sorts of things all the time. Something about how it makes them feel less stressed and they thought it would help me too-” he told him.  He wouldn’t be surprised if their friends back in Japan kickstarted that hobby of his. They’re obsessed over there. 

“Hmm...have you heard of Miffy?” he asks him. 

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“Let me __ you.”

Finish in my ask!

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tulpenhoofd:

He actually knew full well when he headed to the cafe that he was not late. the thing is though, he always arrives early to everything he needs to go to because nothing good comes from being late, and on time is the bare minimum because it is what is expected of you. Earliness gives one the benefit of appearing professional- but he wasn’t as early as he would liked to have been this time, despite still being early. Thus…an apology.  ….But, it was like Sadik read his mind. Yes!!! He wants to go inside the building now!!! That sounds fantastic!!!! …-Did it show? 

Nah, probably not. Sadik’s probably just assuming he’s hot and uncomfortable because- who wouldn’t be in this situation? They hardly have the space to speak to each other out here! That, and the sun is blaring right now! Whoever isn’t wearing sunglasses right now is pretty much squinting. Speaking of, …he should probably take his own sunglasses off once they get inside. 

Sadik is the one hosting him though, so he’ll let him lead the way.  “Alright,” he tells him. “Lead the way.” 

“Of course–right this way.”

Sadik was all smiles despite the heat and lead the way inside the cafe without another word. Of course, like he had stated earlier, the air conditioning hit them the moment they had entered the main area, and the Turk felt relief coursing through him even though he hadn’t been outside very long. It was then that he spied the table he had picked for them–still waiting and empty, and honestly, there were a lot less people inside the cafe than outside of it; it was one of the reasons why Sadik had decided on this place in the first place. Even on hot days, it was pretty slow and today was no exception.

“Our table’s right over here. I picked one by a window since I like ta watch my people go on with their lives in the mornings. The air’s particularly nice over here, too.” Though the chair and table set was made of polished wood and glass while nice and sturdy, it was a two-to-a-table arrangement with the chairs facing each other; even the table which was a fine size, seemed only fit for two.

Aside from that, there were other arrangements like sectionals and comfy armchairs with smaller tables which Sadik supposed wasn’t very common in a cafe, but it was nice either way. The Turk was more than happy to take a seat at this point, glad the chairs were’t too tall; he wasn’t very tall himself, after all.

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When they both finally went inside, he immediately felt better. Yes! It’s cool and quiet in here! He likes this place already just for that alone. 

He sits down with him. It’s a little bit of a tight space for him, but he’s so used to it being that way whenever I left home that he doesn’t even mind it that much anymore. 

When Sadik brings up his enjoyment of watching his people go by their day, he simply nods in agreement at him, removing his sunglasses and setting them down on the table to he could have a clearer look out the window himself. ...He likes watching people out the window of restaurants and cafes too, even on streets as hectic as this one. It made the chaos feel a lot more contained despite the fact that if anything, it was the two of them that were contained while everyone else was outside and free. Crowds were a lot more palatable like this. 

“...Sometimes, it’s better to just observe than it is to participate,” he says, staring out the window. He stops though, not forgetting to get a look at the rest of his surroundings too. Interesting place, this is...

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tulpenhoofd:

Once Florijn heard Sadik’s voice, he was able to find the man very quickly. If this street wasn’t so absolutely packed with people, if it was more like the streets back home- he probably would’ve found Sadik in no time flat. It’s that stark white mask he always wears. In the centuries that he’s seen that face, he’s never seen him without his eyes covered. It didn’t bother him though. Nor had he ever questioned why he kept wearing it even though masks like that have long since fallen out of fashion. There was no good reason for him to poke at that matter in the other’s life, or to stick his nose into where it honestly does not belong. 

He nearly trips over someone else’s feet as he tries to push past people to get to him. Nearly. He stumbles just a little bit- only just enough for it to be noticeable and for him to look foolish- but he stays on his feet and graciously acts as if that did not just happen as he finally gets close enough to the man to be considered “with him”. 

“Sorry I’m late.” He is not late. Actually, he is even a couple minutes early. He looks around, his eyes spotting the cafe. “You didn’t have to wait long, did you?” 

He very badly wants to go inside. Not that he hasn’t been in cities with enormous populations before- he’s been in countless numbers of them, all over the world even. But that didn’t mean in was fun. As nice as a change of scenery can be, it can be overwhelming being among such a large number of people in an unfamiliar area that all speak a language that he does not understand. Not only that, but Turkey is a hot country. He’s hot out here. 

During this time of the day–the earlier hours of the day–the city is all about the hustle and the bustle, but eventually, it’d slow down. Heat had a way of making people tired–sluggish–less inclined to move or work too hard with their energy being sapped by the sun’s rays.Thankfully, his mask kept his forehead and brow from sweating too profusely as he literally covered the upper portion of his face from view. Sure, such things were no longer worn, but he was attached them like one might be to a security blanket in a way.

The smiled slipped off his face when the Dutchman stumbled a bit and he nearly moved himself, but the blonde was able to stay on his feet and appear as though that hadn’t just happened. For that, Sadik was honestly impressed and relieved. He decided not to comment on it just in case it embarrassed the taller man, but he pushed the thought to the side when he spoke, leaning back a bit so that he could stare up at him. 

…Netherlands was truly one of the tallest–if not the tallest nation in the world. His head barely reached above the other’s shoulder!! Amazing!

“Nah–no need ta apologize, Ned. You’re early!” The sunny smile returned as he reached out to give the blonde’s upper arm a friendly pat before he shook his head. “I wasn’t waiting long–I actually got here early myself because I wanted ta make a good impression on you and arriving late t’ a timed appointment or meeting or what have you is frowned upon here. Anyway, c’mon–let’s get inside! You’re probably hot, and I am too, a bit. The air conditioning is excellent, so we’ll feel better in no time at all!”

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He actually knew full well when he headed to the cafe that he was not late. the thing is though, he always arrives early to everything he needs to go to because nothing good comes from being late, and on time is the bare minimum because it is what is expected of you. Earliness gives one the benefit of appearing professional- but he wasn’t as early as he would liked to have been this time, despite still being early. Thus...an apology.  ....But, it was like Sadik read his mind. Yes!!! He wants to go inside the building now!!! That sounds fantastic!!!! ...-Did it show? 

Nah, probably not. Sadik’s probably just assuming he’s hot and uncomfortable because- who wouldn’t be in this situation? They hardly have the space to speak to each other out here! That, and the sun is blaring right now! Whoever isn’t wearing sunglasses right now is pretty much squinting. Speaking of, ...he should probably take his own sunglasses off once they get inside. 

Sadik is the one hosting him though, so he’ll let him lead the way.  “Alright,” he tells him. “Lead the way.” 

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tulpenhoofd:

…He’s regretting this. He hasn’t even met up with the man yet, …and yet- 

He sighs, navigating his way through the busy street that is absolutely packed with people. ….He…doesn’t like being in such close proximity to so many strangers like this, a big man like him. Even if he is fit and alright in the looks department. He just felt awkward- being so tall and…around others. But he’s in Turkey out of necessity. It’s not like work gave him much of a choice. 

It’s only for three days, he tells himself. And in those three days, he might as well spend a little bit of time with Sadik- if only because he’s the only man in the entire country that Florijn vaguely knows- but barely knows…

Oh well. He’s already said yes to the man and it’d be very rude to cancel this late, so off to the cafe he goes…see if he can find him. 

Or more like, see if Sadik can spot him first. He’s not hard to find- his spiky blonde haired head is peaking above everyone else in the crowded street. 

Sadik hadn’t ordered anything because he was still basically on time, and the Dutchman still wasn’t due to arrive just yet, but honestly, he sort of wanted to get something sweet–just a little snack before the other arrived. Maybe he could even eat it before the Dutchman arrived! The thought brought a bit of a smile to his lips as he sat there at the table which he had picked to be near the window because he enjoyed watching his people while they were out and about.

Seeing as he barely knew Ned, his stark white mask was present, completely concealing his eyes from view, but on the flip side, he could see completely fine as these particular masks were ones that he had custom made himself with not too much hassle. He couldn’t wear them to the airport, but around the cities and everywhere else was fine basically! Now, he didn’t hate Ned or anything–he just wasn’t comfortable enough around him to remove it; he honestly felt more comfortable having it on, but, maybe, if they grew closer, that’d change.

Glancing around, he perked up when he felt a familiar vibe–a vibe that was similar between all the nations which meant that one was rather close by. It had to be Ned as he was the one he was meeting, but where was he, exactly? Standing from his seat, the Turk glanced around and even peeked out the window nearest his seat before moving to another section of the shop.

Hmm… There were a lot of people around today…–wait! Was that him? He stuck out with his spiky blonde hair and his height which was honestly a bit of a godsend in this situation, so the Turk exited through the doors and made his way towards the much taller man.

“Hey, Ned,” he called out with a friendly smile, but not so much to attract too much attention–just enough so that the other would be able to hear him. He even waved!

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Once Florijn heard Sadik’s voice, he was able to find the man very quickly. If this street wasn’t so absolutely packed with people, if it was more like the streets back home- he probably would’ve found Sadik in no time flat. It’s that stark white mask he always wears. In the centuries that he’s seen that face, he’s never seen him without his eyes covered. It didn’t bother him though. Nor had he ever questioned why he kept wearing it even though masks like that have long since fallen out of fashion. There was no good reason for him to poke at that matter in the other’s life, or to stick his nose into where it honestly does not belong. 

He nearly trips over someone else’s feet as he tries to push past people to get to him. Nearly. He stumbles just a little bit- only just enough for it to be noticeable and for him to look foolish- but he stays on his feet and graciously acts as if that did not just happen as he finally gets close enough to the man to be considered “with him”. 

“Sorry I’m late.” He is not late. Actually, he is even a couple minutes early. He looks around, his eyes spotting the cafe. “You didn’t have to wait long, did you?” 

He very badly wants to go inside. Not that he hasn’t been in cities with enormous populations before- he’s been in countless numbers of them, all over the world even. But that didn’t mean in was fun. As nice as a change of scenery can be, it can be overwhelming being among such a large number of people in an unfamiliar area that all speak a language that he does not understand. Not only that, but Turkey is a hot country. He’s hot out here. 

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Never have I ever spent the entire day at a bar

[He immediately takes a shot] 

Where do you think I watch sporting events? My house? 

[He likes being there to support his nation’s athletes with his citizens for those, of course]

[shots taken: 7] 

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Everyone’s muses are gonna have a huge hangover tomorrow

SOMEONE’S GOTTA SAY IT)) 

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Never have I ever sprayed perfume directly into my mouth

….Well, ….at least the game has gone from “make Florijn look like a complete asshole” to just “make Florijn look like a complete idiot.” 

[He takes the shot. He’s not feeling anything now except a little dizzy- but watch these shots suddenly hit him like a train later] [shots taken: 6] 

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tulpenhoofd replied to your post: Never have I ever wanted something I couldn’t…

OH MY GOD I can’t believe he’s out here saying what everyone else secretly thinks))

Ivan is a man for THE PEOPLE. COME, MUSCOVITE!

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Well, maybe Ivan just needs to take a page from Florijn’s book and cook two portions of dinner every night instead of just one. So he has lunch leftovers for the next day. ))

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Never have I ever wanted something I couldn't have.

[He huffs again] 

Another cheap question??? That’s so vague!

That could mean anything! 

[He takes a shot. He’s…thinking about lost time, …of all those things immortality actually does not grant…it’s funny. How he has more years than just about anyone else and yet…]

[shots taken: 5] 

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Never have I ever just wanted more time with my family.

[He fills himself up a shot] 

I have a hard time believing you never did, whoever’s asking…

[@ his siblings: Please….he has no fucking life-] 

[shots taken: 4]

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Never have I ever wanted more rabbits.

He huffs. 

That one’s just cheap-

There have been points in my life where I owned them in the double digits. Not having at least a few just feels so…empty…

[he pours himself a shot all the way to the very brim]

[shots taken: 3]

[claudetheclown]

Play “Never Have I Ever” with my muse!

Send “Never have I ever” and tell my muse something that yours has never done. If my muse has done the thing, they have to take a drink. The maximum is 10 drinks!

Good luck!

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jumping on the bandwagon. 

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Self-knowledge test

RATIONALITY

You like clarity and intelligent simplicity and you get frustrated at messy thinking. This can make you seem unreasonably pushy to some, but it is actually a virtue: you are motivated by a horror at pointless effort and a longing for precision and insight into how things and people work. Your ability to synthesise and bring order is essential in producing thinking which is truly helpful.

SHYNESS

Part of you is gripped by the fear that you’ll launch into something and completely mess it up. The upside of this is wise caution: people are indeed often too rash, whereas you know, by instinct, that holding back can save you. Probably, you feel shame and self-disgust a bit too much. But when you do feel in your element, you act with a wisdom and sensitivity never found in people with thicker skins.

SENSITIVITY

You have delicate, sensitive perceptions; you can be deeply moved by appearances – the right light in a room, or good food, or the texture of a piece of clothing. Expressive, intelligent language has a powerful hold on you; your mind works better when it is inspired and provoked by vivid imagery. It can be sad to live in a world which is often so ugly and not properly looked after. But you know that things can be otherwise, and you have the ability to appreciate the world at its best.