((RP blog for Leon Zwingli, aka Nyotalia!Leichstenstein. All you need to know about him can be found in the links below.))
magic anon status: none
“No, no, that sounds good. Are you ready to go?” He asked, reaching to carry the basket out.Leon glanced over everything one more time, before nodding. “Yes, I’m ready.” His satchel was by the door and packed full of towels and sunscreen.
He chuckled, leading the way, “Have you ever been sailing before?” He asked, catching sight of his sailboat.
The blond held his satchel close to him. “Many years ago. It was fun, but I got burnt.”
“No, no, that sounds good. Are you ready to go?” He asked, reaching to carry the basket out.
Leon glanced over everything one more time, before nodding. “Yes, I’m ready.” His satchel was by the door and packed full of towels and sunscreen.
He walked down the street, thoughtful look on his face.
Two weeks. I have two weeks to prove that I am in love with Leon….that should be more than enough time….because I do love him, right?
He was taking Leon out sailing today, and he was rather excited. This would be his first time really taking the blond out, and he couldn’t wait for it.
Leon hummed slightly as he bustled about his house, doing some last minute chores before Antonio arrived to take him sailing. The blond hadn’t been on a boat in 5 years or more, and wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. He hummed softly as he moved into the kitchen. Perhaps he should make a nice picnic lunch for their boat ride.
He shifted, standing in front of the blonds door.
Would anything be different? Would he treat Leon any different?
He began knocking, questions still bouncing around in his head. He’d spent all night thinking about today. About taking the blond out, and now that he was, he couldn’t help the way his stomach was doing flips.There was no way he was nervous about this, right?
“Coming!”
Leon set the saran wrap aside and rushed to the door. He opened it and gave the Spaniard a shy little smile. “Hey. I was just fixing us some lunch to take with us.” He opened the door wider to let Spain in.
“That’s a good idea, Leon.” He chuckled softly, stepping into the house and closing the door behind him.
This should be easy…after all, Leon and I are taking things slow…so…not trying anything with him will be easy, but how will I know if I love him?
“What are you making?”
“I made a few sandwiches for us. And I packed us some potato chips. Oh! And I made a fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies this morning, so I packed those too. And I made us a pitcher of lemonade. I put it water bottles and I froze them. That’s it, I think. Unless you’d like something else.”
He walked down the street, thoughtful look on his face.
Two weeks. I have two weeks to prove that I am in love with Leon….that should be more than enough time….because I do love him, right?
He was taking Leon out sailing today, and he was rather excited. This would be his first time really taking the blond out, and he couldn’t wait for it.
Leon hummed slightly as he bustled about his house, doing some last minute chores before Antonio arrived to take him sailing. The blond hadn’t been on a boat in 5 years or more, and wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. He hummed softly as he moved into the kitchen. Perhaps he should make a nice picnic lunch for their boat ride.
He shifted, standing in front of the blonds door.
Would anything be different? Would he treat Leon any different?
He began knocking, questions still bouncing around in his head. He’d spent all night thinking about today. About taking the blond out, and now that he was, he couldn’t help the way his stomach was doing flips.There was no way he was nervous about this, right?
“Coming!”
Leon set the saran wrap aside and rushed to the door. He opened it and gave the Spaniard a shy little smile. “Hey. I was just fixing us some lunch to take with us.” He opened the door wider to let Spain in.
He walked down the street, thoughtful look on his face.
Two weeks. I have two weeks to prove that I am in love with Leon….that should be more than enough time….because I do love him, right?
He was taking Leon out sailing today, and he was rather excited. This would be his first time really taking the blond out, and he couldn’t wait for it.
Leon hummed slightly as he bustled about his house, doing some last minute chores before Antonio arrived to take him sailing. The blond hadn’t been on a boat in 5 years or more, and wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. He hummed softly as he moved into the kitchen. Perhaps he should make a nice picnic lunch for their boat ride.
Magic!Anon: Let him woe you all over again. For the next 11 days you have no memories of Spain's love/lust for you. You're a blank plate, starting all the way over. So if you still fall in love with him, I'll pack up, call it my lost, and file it away in the 'and they lived happily ever after'. But if you can't, then in 11 days, well...I'll do something that both of you will regret. This spell cannot be broken by anyone. And must run it's full course. Now provide me with a good show.
One, it takes a lot longer than 11 days to fall in love with someone, hence why Spain and I are working things out and taking them slower than slow.
So sorry, but I’m going to have to pass.
Maybe next time, anon.
-ignoring completely- Ah! But here's the best idea. Yes, this is a great idea.
You can continue to ignore me, but I can ignore you too. Good bye, anon.
I could make it so you hate Antonio without question, I could make it so the mere thought of him sends you hurling towards the bathroom to lose your lunch. I could make it so...you recall things far differently than he. So that, you lose any desire to be in contact with him. I could do so much...But what shall I do...? Oh no, I don't need your opinion. Simply sit there like the worthless fag you are and wait for my all knowing decision.
How about I just punch you in your gray face and you leave me the fuck alone? That sounds like a great plan. Let’s go with that one.
And you. You're disgusting. You disgust me. So...let's see...what shall I do with you....?
No. You can take your magic and shove it because after yesterday, I’m not in the mood for asshole anons. So please take your shit elsewhere.
