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Welcome to the Republic of Ireland. Or just Ireland if you want. Perhaps you have met my brother, Northern Ireland? He not doubt told you I'm an eejit. But I can assure you I'm not. Ah, what else? England's a dick, which NI and I both agree on... which is good I guess. Well, if you have something to say, feel free to join me for a drink.
Oh, and Northern Ireland? I'm the finest fiddler on the Isle.

[[Independent roleplay blog of the Republic of Ireland for Hetalia: Axis Powers]]

6 months ago (4 notes)

You wouldn’t hurt your baby brother… would you?

tuaisceart-eireann:

republic-of-eire:

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

-pulls him out of tree and holds him upside down-

-Dangles, looking down, then up in fear- ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!?

I still got ya. *loosens one finger* But who knows fer how long.

-Eyes widen.- L-Lachlann… D-Don’t you drop me… Don’t you feckin’ drop me…

I just might if my fingers slip again~

L-Lachlann! I’M SORRY! PLEASE DORN’T KEEL ME! TAKE MY CIGARETTES! TAKE MY WHISKY!

*pulls him back up* Hand em over

-Pulls out his flask and his box of fags and holds them out, shaking-

*takes* Thank ya *leaves*

-DROPPED!?-

-holds his arms out to catch him-

-Falls into Seán’s arms, and clings, shaking with tears-

It’s alright. -pats-

(via tuaisceart-eireann-deactivated2)

6 months ago (4 notes)

You wouldn’t hurt your baby brother… would you?

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

-pulls him out of tree and holds him upside down-

-Dangles, looking down, then up in fear- ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!?

I still got ya. *loosens one finger* But who knows fer how long.

-Eyes widen.- L-Lachlann… D-Don’t you drop me… Don’t you feckin’ drop me…

I just might if my fingers slip again~

L-Lachlann! I’M SORRY! PLEASE DORN’T KEEL ME! TAKE MY CIGARETTES! TAKE MY WHISKY!

*pulls him back up* Hand em over

-Pulls out his flask and his box of fags and holds them out, shaking-

*takes* Thank ya *leaves*

-DROPPED!?-

-holds his arms out to catch him-

(via tuaisceart-eireann-deactivated2)

6 months ago (4 notes)

You wouldn’t hurt your baby brother… would you?

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

whiskey-and-kilts:

tuaisceart-eireann:

-pulls him out of tree and holds him upside down-

-Dangles, looking down, then up in fear- ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!?

I still got ya. *loosens one finger* But who knows fer how long.

-Eyes widen.- L-Lachlann… D-Don’t you drop me… Don’t you feckin’ drop me…

I just might if my fingers slip again~

L-Lachlann! I’M SORRY! PLEASE DORN’T KEEL ME! TAKE MY CIGARETTES! TAKE MY WHISKY!