Go freeze. Serves you right for not wearing any clothes, you little harlot.
I hate people.
Privyet, my name is Samantha Viktorya Vasiliev, otherwise known as the frigid region of Siberia. Be warned...in the same way my frigid weather tends to kill, my frigid demeanor is known to offend people. Enter this wasteland at your own risk. I'm certainly not stopping you, it's your sanity, not mine.
Magic Anon Status: N/A
((OOC:This is an independent Hetalia OC blog I made...so feel free to ask me anything!))
“If you were my lover…” finish it in my ask.
You can send me either serious asks or silly asks. Either way, I accept any. c:
(Source: simplyyouinspiredme)
lilyintheashes replied to your post: You sound like my past m-me.
Siberia narrowed her eyes slightly, but asked curiously, “Past you?” She then turned away with a crooked grin, saying, “It seems your formal self wasn’t as gracious as you are now.”
“Ja. Of course, everyone w-was trying to leave me. How could I like people if th-they wanted to leave me?”
“Hm. True, I suppose,” she conceded. “People never come around to me in the first place, so when they do come they’re usually A) Annoying B) Vacant C) Insane or D) All of the above.”
“Insane?” She chuckled. “Oh dear. It seems I am f-filling that requirement.”
Siberia shook her head, and said flatly, “Trust me, after the ones I’ve seen, including myself, you’re not the kind of insane I’m talking about…”
“Oh? You m-mean the psychotic ones who like killing people?” Lili smirked. “I’m sure those were fun.”
Siberia nodded, pulling her lips into another twisted smile as she said smoothly, “Exactly the kind…”
lilyintheashes replied to your post: You sound like my past m-me.
Siberia narrowed her eyes slightly, but asked curiously, “Past you?” She then turned away with a crooked grin, saying, “It seems your formal self wasn’t as gracious as you are now.”
“Ja. Of course, everyone w-was trying to leave me. How could I like people if th-they wanted to leave me?”
“Hm. True, I suppose,” she conceded. “People never come around to me in the first place, so when they do come they’re usually A) Annoying B) Vacant C) Insane or D) All of the above.”
“Insane?” She chuckled. “Oh dear. It seems I am f-filling that requirement.”
Siberia shook her head, and said flatly, “Trust me, after the ones I’ve seen, including myself, you’re not the kind of insane I’m talking about…”
lilyintheashes replied to your post: You sound like my past m-me.
Siberia narrowed her eyes slightly, but asked curiously, “Past you?” She then turned away with a crooked grin, saying, “It seems your formal self wasn’t as gracious as you are now.”
“Ja. Of course, everyone w-was trying to leave me. How could I like people if th-they wanted to leave me?”
“Hm. True, I suppose,” she conceded. “People never come around to me in the first place, so when they do come they’re usually A) Annoying B) Vacant C) Insane or D) All of the above.”
