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         So uh. I know it’s been two years, but if anyone is still active who’s following Madeline I might end up putting her on my multi-muse owo/

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quietlystrong:

“Maddie no.”

      “Maddie yes. You deserve happiness and I’m not going to let some cowardly little cow nugget try and ruin it for you!”

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      “Talk shit get fucking shot.” People talkin’ shit ‘bout her bro aren’t tolerated.

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          “I will have my name written in h i s t o r y-                    I am the Sword Queen and you will show me proper respect!”

{ Multi-fandom/ship/verse; 18+ side blog, icons/multi-liner + para, dark themes welcome }

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You as a boss fight

Madeline, the Prophet of Instinct, is commonly defeated by ring-out.

Tagged by: no one just saw it and thought it looked fun Tagging: Whoever wants to do it owo/

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           Daily reminder that Madeline Williams AKA Canada is Super Cute

          Bonus w/ Mattie and Kumarie/Kumajirou whoever it is

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*: ･ﾟ✧ RYUKETSU-NO-SAKURA’S FOLLOW FOREVER!!!

;;Holy shit, I cannot believe I have 100 followers on this blog! I am beyond grateful to each and everyone of my followers except porn bots you suck.

So to celebrate, I decided to do my first follow forever! I love each and every one of y’all, so I wanted to show my appreciation!

;;I’D KILL FOR YOU;;

These two… holy fuck. I can’t explain how much you’ve done for me and this blog.

@aequxs: Dawn, some people might say you’re on here because we’re siblings, but FUCK. THEM. You have taught me so much about rp-ing and helped me become the awesome and organized blog I am today.

@toukosbraid: Breeeeeezy!!!!! Holy shit, y’all, go into their inbox and thank them. Bri is the one who convinced me to start rp-ing in the first place, and they’ve stuck with me throughout my first shitty DR oc’s until now. If you like this blog/rps, go thANK THEM!

;;I TRUST YOU;;

Y’all are some of my favorite people to rp with eVER and I am eternally grateful.

@himenihon, @itariajin-hime, @diimsum, @kimchihoe, @niesmiarotny, @krasnyybunt/@anywaysheresbaewald, @lilli-of-the-mountain, @zdravstvuy-solntse, @zettaina

;;I ADMIRE YOU;;

I haven’t rped with you, or we’ve barely talked, but I wANT TO. You all are so good at what you do!

@mxskva, @mrunitedstates, @edoiisms, @terra-oriens-soli, @dotonborii, @littlepuffinprince, @damnprussia, @kcnighoe, @shoveanavocadoupmyass, @sokrovennyi, @anatomiist, @secondrategerman, @levrainord, @brimaquonx, @ofeire, @enchantmentandculture, @rioghachd

;;SPECIAL THANKS;;

@tsarhoe was the first person to rp with me back when Kuro was shitty so thank you for sticking with me!

Again, I want to thank all of my followers so much! I am so happy that you all have decided that this blog is worth your while!

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@mrunitedstates ; @quietlystrong , @iuriis, @ofromance, @sokrovennyi

english: coconut oil

french: :)

english: oh boy

french: oil of the nut of the coco

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            Mᴀᴘʟᴇ ᴍᴜɴ:: You guysss ahhhhh we’re at 450!!! I’m seriously so happyyy & I’m terribly sorry I haven’t been productive this past week I wasn’t busy or anything I’m just a lazy piece of trash..but I will update Matthew a bit fixing a couple things (´ ▽｀)ｏ♥♡ but I’m also too lazy to make a proper ‘celebration’ post  but I will tag some people that helped me so much or some hecka good friends that I absolutely adore. Also some people I may or may not stalk.

           𝙵𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙳𝚂/𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴 𝙸 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝙽 𝙼𝚈 𝙳𝙰𝚂𝙷 (in no specific order ):: @anitalianasshole @luxiism @serxphiniisms  @fiftystars @americanmockingbird @molliavc @ari-rivaille-ackerman @ofdecorum @secondplayercanada @americanclouds 

           𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴 𝙸'𝙼 𝚃𝙾𝙾 𝚂𝙷𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝚃𝙾::  @infocato @sehnsuchtte @levrainord @shoveanavocadoupmyass @verdegenesis @shimaguni @nastoychivost

               I probably missed a couple people but I just want to let you all know that I love you dorks!

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           Welcome to the first big snowfall of the new winter season!                 And also the biggest reason our internet is being a butt =n=

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glennisdair:

Well, guess which small country decided to drop in.

“It’s alright being small, pretty convenient for travel, actually – what brought this on?”

       “It can be so hard being the second largest country!” Madeline wasn’t usually one to whine about life and how unfair it could at times be, but like everyone she had her moments- this was one of them. “There’s so many people; so much land- like goddamn eh, sometimes I miss the days when I had a small government!” She didn’t truly mean her words, otherwise she would have done something about it by this point in her independence. 

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quietlystrong:

Actually, the original answer was indeed, Maddie. And Matthew. But mostly Maddie. However, at the mention of the tall Russian, he seemed to perk up and flush, nodding vigorously. “Yes! Him too! I want his eyes.” Matthew that’s creepy.

       It was ridiculous how adorable her twin got when he was drunk! “Aye he does have pretty eyes; but so do we Mattie, so you don’t need his~” Another thing she would easily agree with, though as pretty as his eyes were she would ensure her dear brother wouldn’t do anything as stupid as say, try to steal them.

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glennisdair:

    “Shit..”

     The curse unintentionally slipped, finding it difficult to form any other words to express his condolences over the loss and pain she admitted. Alisdair didn’t like to swear too much in front of her, still habitually viewing her as the same little girl that used to come to him in the night, terrified out her mind after having a nightmare; but he didn’t retract it either, he came to terms with the fact that she was old enough. She was a big girl now, with real problems he only wished he had the solutions to, he wished he could take the pain away. 

   “I’m sorry darlin’, the pain of losing people is never easy, I know that much.” His hold around her was one of a comforting, paternal-like embrace - the extent of his knowledge on her tragedy was limited, but he never fell short of sympathising and even relating to her, due to handling the aftermath of his own similar loss in the same year. They were more alike than what they realised. 

    The accidental loss of the H’MS V’anguard had resulted in a devastating explosion, killing over eight-hundred of his men, a number great enough to be one of the many triggers that sent him into his angry depressive state of the twentieth century. Another scar on his body, another painful memory. Madeline’s vulnerability was too sad for him to watch, he couldn’t imagine the emotions she was feeling. Alisdair was completely helpless, there was nothing he could say or do, other than just be there for her. Albeit he wasn’t sure if taking her to a stuffy pub would be the best idea, nor would alcohol have any positive affect at all.

   “You’ve come to the right Scot, I wouldn’t agree to you drinking with anyone else. I admit, I’d prefer it if you didn’t drink in this condition - mainly because I don’t want you to end up as stupid as me - but if you must, I’d rather you do it at my house, so that I know you’re safe.”

        ... Alisdair had a fair point. Turning to alcohol when things hurt wasn’t a healthy method of coping, even if her status as a nation would prevent any long term consequences. Besides, it was only for a few days, people would move on past the events of the past until the anniversary came again next year. Honestly, now that she was being held close by comforting arms, she didn’t particularly feel like getting drunk; he tended to have that affect on her, calming and reassuring- gods what a mess she’d be if she didn’t have the support of her dearest big brother.

       “Maybe you’re right...” Her voice was muffled by his shift, her face being pressed against his chest, and when she was done speaking she sagged against him. She was tired, old, and just wanted the haunting memories to leave her be. What she needed was a distraction; something to bring her happiness and remind her of the fact that things will be okay. It hurt for the moment, but soon she would be without the aches and her people would again move on from mourning their past for just a short while.

       “.... Do you...” Tilting her head so she could meet his gaze, Madeline allowed a small smile to form over her lips. “Do you maybe have any leftovers from your birthday...?” Giving a soft hum Madeline closed her eyes and adjusted how she was leaning against the scot, wrapping her arms around him in a self-comforting hug. “We could stuff our faces with cake, and maybe laugh ourselves stupid playing GTA...?”

       Was it in bad taste to play such a violent game on the anniversary of such a tragic event? Possibly. But the fact was that it was ridiculous and even with the Halifax explosion heavily starring in her thoughts, surely the game would (as usual) make her laugh until her stomach hurt- especially if she was playing with Alisdair.

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        Headcanon about race, appearances and Madeline being unhappy about her own looks. I don’t know if it deserves any special tags so I’ve put it under a readmore just in case owo/ If anyone has any suggestions for possible tw tags this might need please feel free to tell me so I can add them!

           Madeline’s first people were the natives; they were dark skinned, dark haired and dark eyed. It’s a tempting headcanon to say that her appearance fit theirs until the Europeans started settling and thus she changed to suit the new people/the eventual bigger populace of her lands, but I don’t think I’ll go with that. 

          Instead she is pale like snow that covers so much of her land mass; her eyes are violet like the lights that dance across the northern sky, her hair golden like wheat fields and highlighted a pale orange like the leaves of her trees in autumn. While she lived with her first people this didn’t bother her; they were a spiritual lot and they knew she was different, knew that she was Important and did not question her appearance.

           When more people from Europe began settling, she began to grow... Upset. Not because they were different from what she was used to, but because she fit them more than her own people. Horrible things have happened to her native people throughout the years, she’s grown to have a love/hate relationship with her appearance; though she eventually grew to be able to call herself beautiful deep within herself she’ll always resent her colours.

           She’s never dyed her hair for she fears if she did then she’d never find true peace within herself; she’d never wear contacts for she could never bring herself to hide the beauty of the north.... She could never even attempt to tan her skin dark, never would she disrespect her people in such a manner. It hurts however when she visits reservations in modern day, when the spirituality has dimmed and her people no longer understand why she does not fit in with their appearance but has the respect and authority within their communities that she does.

           This isn’t something Madeline likes to talk about. She has a difficult time admitting to herself and especially out loud the horrible things that darken Canada’s history (a headcanon to write more in-depth about at a later date); it hurts to remember why her native peoples are not as prominent as they once were, it hurts to know that even as she tries to protect them (oh how she tries, though alas her attempts do not often succeed) many scoff at her because she is ‘just another white girl’.

          In short, the ‘TLDR’ version, is that Madeline deep down hates her appearance. She is bitter about not looking like her native peoples, not being able to be a physical reminder representation of them, and has managed to hide that contempt beneath many layers of lies and forcing herself to be ‘happy’ with her appearance. She is, generally, content with her looks but there is a quiet voice in the back of her mind that refuses to be truly silenced, that leads to occasional bouts of smashing mirrors and various methods of self-harm as she struggles to accept herself and be comfortable in her own skin once again. 

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PruCan au aesthetic - Over the hills and far away (Nightwish cover)

        Framed for robbery the very same night they finally acted on their fiercely burning passion for one another, Gilbert refuses to clear his name by revealing his and Madeline’s betrayal of his best friend (her husband). Though it will seem an eternity before they can be together once more, her letters of love help him through the cold lonely nights and dreams of being together with him soothe Madeline’s aching heart. 

Over the hills and far away,         far from the mountains and the seas,                   back in each other’s arms is where they’ll be.

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[shippy and non-shippy] Things I need to either write fanfics of or have as threads:

Romano/Madeline - Swan Princess au Gilbert/Madeline - Over the hills and far away au Arthur/Madeline - The court of mirror hall au Pirates. Just, something w/ pirates Always a slut for magic/fantasy (.... Also always a slut for vampires and soulmate au’s .......... and a/b/o ) Superhero au; sky high inspired or otherwise (AmeCan would be so good for this ;w; <3) Arranged marriage 83 Merperson/siren au (can tie in well w/ pirates) so many disney au’s Dark themes!! Epic quest :000 Forbidden romance ;D Give me rare pairs or give me dea- otp’s, don’t give me death POLYAMORY 

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        “Y’ever wonder what it’d be like to be a small country?”