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Eesti Vabariik

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( Hello, my name is Eduard von Bock, more commonly known as Estonia. We can talk if you'd like.

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08/15/2012 03:03:35

ainaonliiankauan:

eestiisnotapetname:

ainaonliiankauan:

He tilts Eduard’s head down gently by the chin, smile growing at the adorable push of the glasses. Tino pushes himself up with his free arm so his back is against the headboard, lips hovering just centimeter’s from the other.

“Of course you have permission.”

“Wonderful.”

Eduard leans forward to capture the other’s lips rather gently, eyes closing as his hands slip under Tino’s shirt and move up; long fingers trailing over his skin and pushing his shirt up with them.

And finally his smile dwindled as they kissed, eyes closing as their lips touch. Tino drapes one arm across Eduard’s back, the other clasping around the Estonian’s wandering hand. 

“I love you, y’know?”

Eduard makes a murmur of assent through the kiss; pushing forward eagerly. His thumb strokes over one of Tino’s fingers while his other hand continues up, then dragging down his side with hopefully enough pressure that it wouldn’t tickle. 

He breaks away with a deep sigh before trailing kisses over Tino’s jawline. “Do you remember if we were actually dancing?”

(via ainaonliiankauan-deactivated201)

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08/14/2012 11:17:45

stopsawingthetable:

eestiisnotapetname:

stopsawingthetable:


[He’s clearly thinking it over. It sound over the top, brash, but at this point it might be just the thing to get him where he wants. His eyes lock with Eduard’s, and he gives another quiet sigh as he pours the boiling water.]

I suppose I have an advantage in that respect - I’m not a person that lies and he knows that. Consciously, at least.

Being blunt isn’t something that I really do, you know? I’d completely mess up if I were to approach him. I-

[And then, suddenly, an idea.]

…What if I were to- letters? Love letters? That’s really, really romance novel-esque and if I made them anonymous…

-Eduard nods, the hint of a smile on his lips- That sounds like an idea that would suit both of you.

[He gives one of the cups of coffee to Eduard, his hand still quivering a bit.] I’m guessing it’s going to take a long time for him to realize that someone isn’t pulling a prank on him. I- I’ll give it a try but I don’t know if it’ll work. 

Would you tell me if I’m doing something wrong? [The look in his eyes is earnest.] I know that you know him better than anyone, so…

-he murmurs a thank you for the coffee; taking it from the other with care and waiting for it to cool a little before taking a sip-

Yes, yes, sure. Just keep me posted, alright?

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08/14/2012 10:19:07

stopsawingthetable:

eestiisnotapetname:

stopsawingthetable:

[He was honestly expected Eduard to scoff, but when none comes, he turns back to face him, letting out a puff of breath.]

Well, I read them sometimes, not often… Harlequin romances are a thing where I’m from so I’m acquainted with the genre. Why?

-he continues in the same unaffected tone- Because, he’s a huge romantic on the par of those books. Or at least, all signs point to him being a huge romantic, I obviously have not had personal experience in that respect so…

But anyway, if you’re trying to get into a relationship with Raivis you’d probably need to meet his extremely cheesy romantic tastes. Also, even getting to that point you’ll probably have to be very blunt. Raivis doesn’t like himself very much so he’s not going to think anyone would like him in that way in the first place- Well, probably, again this is all me theorizing.

Also, does he trust you. -at this he’s looking straight at Matthew, meeting his gaze-

[He’s clearly thinking it over. It sound over the top, brash, but at this point it might be just the thing to get him where he wants. His eyes lock with Eduard’s, and he gives another quiet sigh as he pours the boiling water.]

I suppose I have an advantage in that respect - I’m not a person that lies and he knows that. Consciously, at least.

Being blunt isn’t something that I really do, you know? I’d completely mess up if I were to approach him. I-

[And then, suddenly, an idea.]

…What if I were to- letters? Love letters? That’s really, really romance novel-esque and if I made them anonymous…

-Eduard nods, the hint of a smile on his lips- That sounds like an idea that would suit both of you.

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08/14/2012 09:46:10

stopsawingthetable:

eestiisnotapetname:

stopsawingthetable:

eestiisnotapetname:

Oh-? Did he do something stupid…

No, no- I just… um, what’s the easiest way to put this? …What kind of things does he like to do? Whenever I try to- uh-

[that’s it, his hands are trembling a bit and it’s totally noticeable as he scoops in coffee grounds, brown speckles land shy of their target and onto the counter]

I want to know how I can get closer to him is all. He doesn’t seem all that receptive to…

[He places his hands on the counter, not daring to meet Eduard’s eyes]  Okay, I’m sorry, I keep fucking this up and there’s no point in beating around the bush so - 

I like him but I don’t know how to tell him. He keeps shooting down all compliments I give him and doesn’t seem all that receptive to any hints I drop…

-Eduard listens silently through all his rambling (of a sorts); leaning on the counter next to the Canadian-

Have you ever read his trashy romance novels? -he asks simply, voice with a lack of any negative inflection-

[He was honestly expected Eduard to scoff, but when none comes, he turns back to face him, letting out a puff of breath.]

Well, I read them sometimes, not often… Harlequin romances are a thing where I’m from so I’m acquainted with the genre. Why?

-he continues in the same unaffected tone- Because, he’s a huge romantic on the par of those books. Or at least, all signs point to him being a huge romantic, I obviously have not had personal experience in that respect so…

But anyway, if you’re trying to get into a relationship with Raivis you’d probably need to meet his extremely cheesy romantic tastes. Also, even getting to that point you’ll probably have to be very blunt. Raivis doesn’t like himself very much so he’s not going to think anyone would like him in that way in the first place- Well, probably, again this is all me theorizing.

Also, does he trust you. -at this he’s looking straight at Matthew, meeting his gaze-

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08/14/2012 08:34:41

stopsawingthetable:

eestiisnotapetname:


Oh-? Did he do something stupid…

No, no- I just… um, what’s the easiest way to put this? …What kind of things does he like to do? Whenever I try to- uh-

[that’s it, his hands are trembling a bit and it’s totally noticeable as he scoops in coffee grounds, brown speckles land shy of their target and onto the counter]

I want to know how I can get closer to him is all. He doesn’t seem all that receptive to…

[He places his hands on the counter, not daring to meet Eduard’s eyes]  Okay, I’m sorry, I keep fucking this up and there’s no point in beating around the bush so - 

I like him but I don’t know how to tell him. He keeps shooting down all compliments I give him and doesn’t seem all that receptive to any hints I drop…

-Eduard listens silently through all his rambling (of a sorts); leaning on the counter next to the Canadian-

Have you ever read his trashy romance novels? -he asks simply, voice with a lack of any negative inflection-

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08/14/2012 08:09:03

stopsawingthetable:

eestiisnotapetname:

stopsawingthetable:

eestiisnotapetname:

stopsawingthetable:

Eduard, are you around? I need to ask you for some-

um-

advice.

Present, anything the matter?

[he gives a sigh] I… feel kind of stuck. I was hoping you could give me some pointers. If I think about it, you’re probably the only one that can.

Would you like some coffee or anything, by the way?

-brow furrows slightly- Ah.. Sure, of course. I just hope your faith in me is not unfounded that’s all.

Coffee does sound nice though.

[he puts the water to boil and sets up a couple of cups with a grounds filter, busying himself while he talks, so hopefully his anxiety won’t seem so obvious-]

It’s about Raivis. I’m guessing you’re the one to go to in that respect.

Oh-? Did he do something stupid…

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08/14/2012 07:54:46

stopsawingthetable:

eestiisnotapetname:

stopsawingthetable:

Eduard, are you around? I need to ask you for some-

um-

advice.

Present, anything the matter?

[he gives a sigh] I… feel kind of stuck. I was hoping you could give me some pointers. If I think about it, you’re probably the only one that can.

Would you like some coffee or anything, by the way?

-brow furrows slightly- Ah.. Sure, of course. I just hope your faith in me is not unfounded that’s all.

Coffee does sound nice though.

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08/14/2012 07:52:42

landavmidnightsun:

Let us have some appreciation for Finland.

Also I’m sorry but here are some of my pictures I’ve saved.

(Source: halcyonicnorth, via ainaonliiankauan-deactivated201)

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08/14/2012 07:41:38

stopsawingthetable:

Eduard, are you around? I need to ask you for some-

um-

advice.

Present, anything the matter?

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08/14/2012 07:40:06

ainaonliiankauan:

He tilts Eduard’s head down gently by the chin, smile growing at the adorable push of the glasses. Tino pushes himself up with his free arm so his back is against the headboard, lips hovering just centimeter’s from the other.

“Of course you have permission.”

"Wonderful."

Eduard leans forward to capture the other’s lips rather gently, eyes closing as his hands slip under Tino’s shirt and move up; long fingers trailing over his skin and pushing his shirt up with them.

(Source: eestiisnotapetname, via ainaonliiankauan-deactivated201)

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