Dinant | Belgium

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AnasAbdin

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Claire Keane

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Misplaced Lens Cap
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DEAR READER
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Sade Olutola

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$LAYYYTER
YOU ARE THE REASON

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@vanbelgie
Dinant | Belgium
Love Map of Europe from Atlas of Prejudice: The Complete Stereotype Map Collection by Yanko Tsvetkov.
@depassion
ooc ;; OK I swear I still exist guys I’m really sorry I can’t get on often right now.
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I CRY
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What Element Are You?
Your element is AIR
You are whimsical and adventurous. Though despite your very drifty mindset you are quite stable and at ease. You are influential, and able to accommodate almost anyone. Very versatile. You could stand to be a bit less flaky with people. A bit less lazy with smaller responsibilities. And you could use some focus in your own life in contrast to the solid advice you give others. That aside you are fun, strong willed and despite your child like demeanor quite wise.
Tagged by: @ofromance - Thank you! <3
Tagging: You! Over there! Yes, you!!
Prince Leopold and Princess Astrid, 1926.
Major Arcana: The Empress
"The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed. Celebrate life's grandeur...its brilliance...its magnificence..."
The Empress represents motherly, prosperity, creativity, sexuality, abundance, fertility and comfort which most often observed in maintaining peace.
Often belongs to people of authority or wise and motherly figures.
Tagged by: (JK it was stolen) @pearlsacrossmycollarbones + @ofromance
Tagging: @depassion, @konigreich, @liachtaschta if you want to! <3
pearlsacrossmycollarbones:
Angelina simply looked at the older girl from her spot on the bench, clutching a leather-bound book to her lap, her feet barely touching the ground as she crossed her ankles, making sure to hide them under her lovely dress.
She nodded at Marguerite’s words, offering a small smile here and there, agreeing along and giving a soft laugh as she spoke about earlier events.
When Marguerite beckoned her to her side, she rose from her place, meek and complacent, a soft smile on her face as she held her book to her chest.
“I’m ready. Where do we have to go?”
A light blush crept onto Marguerite's face as a sudden realization hit her.
"Oh. I—” She stammered, her smile faltering. “I didn't even ask you, did I? I'm sorry, I got so caught up with the laundry I just— um.”
She bit her cheek lightly, hands fiddling with the fabric of her apron. Already making a fool of herself. Excellent. At least she knew Angelina wouldn’t ridicule her, unlike her dear brothers.
"Well, I thought that maybe you and I could go see the fountain in the garden together.” Marguerite answered, the previous smile returning to her face as she spoke. “— and I already asked Castile if we could earlier, so there’s no need to worry about the guard.”
Nations have always been most punctilious over the niceties of diplomatic language, but not so with the morality of their actions. They swindle and cheat and trick each other every chaotic step of the way. That is why you are going to have to content yourself with a pretty cheap grade of morality when you take the nation as your standard, when you conceive of the nation as an indivisible monolith. – Natsume Sōseki indie APH Japan・18+, canon-divergent/historically-based・read first・credit (1)(2)
You can never have too many cats | Starter for @vanbelgie
“Luisa!! Lu… Louise!!” The Spaniard outside of the Belgian’s door seemed panicked. He couldn’t knock on the door, his hands were full. There was a tiny, adorable, yet very dirty kitten in them. He had found it on his way over to visit her today. “H-help! It’s an emergency! Emergenciaaaa!”
Well, it had been a nice and quiet afternoon. Peppermint tea, a good television show, the weekend’s work done... but now there was ever so recognizable CATERWAULING outside. Was he was here already?
When she got to the door, the Belgian nation swung it open, prepared to give him an earful for probably disturbing her neighbours. “Potverdekke, Toon! What did you do now —”
“ — Oh, my god.”
liachtaschta:
Miss Belgium
Oh – money is no issue! It is a jam I’ve made myself – ah, well I suppose I should not be giving myself all the credit – Roderich had a hand in helping as well!
Wow - !! I can’t wait to try it, Liechten... that’s just so cool !! I’ve never made my own jam. Do you and Mister Austria make them often?
Babe im not grabbin ur boob im grabbin ur heart
thats my right boob tho
little quick doodle with empire dresses (someone watched pride and prejudge again)
seriously belbel would look magnificent, and hungary is the kind of woman who ruins men for you, she’s too perfect
There is always a light after darkness…