#c: arthur kirkland (england)

[ego-meliorem-esse]

Im gonna answer asks i swear to god i will just let me indulge myself a bit here

[forsoobado137]

Guys what are SNL skits like in the Hetalia universe? Like imagine all the sketches featuring America and the other nations, especially 2016-present.

Who would play who? I'm actually asking because I don't have a clue😭 Maybe Andrew could play England and wear ridiculous eyebrows + an outrageous accent. And Bowen could play China and his thing would be how he's too old for the world's foolishness. lol that's all I got.

Oh god imagine the skits made during a certain orange man's presidency. or during the pandemic. they would make America look miserable lol. Also oh my god and the accents would all be so goofy for the other countries.

The skits would consist of parodying countries at international events, world meetings, interactions with their bosses, and just random things.

I'm sure America would guest star a few times or maybe even host an episode himself. He'd be an amazing host, but a lot of the sketches would involve food and showing off his skills via stunts. I think that America would be played by a celebrity guest, and when the real America showed up, they'd do a little comparison competition.

Canada would be played by America's actor, but that would be a problem for when they need to be together in skits.

[ameliafuckinjones]

I love when people draw Arthur with his mommy and being a mommas boy...I think it's very important

[mcnjushcge]

i will never wrap my head around f*mboy/twink submissive bottom arthur kirkland that i see in some circles.  he is a menace who throws his weight around bc he still subconsciously thinks its the 19th century and is also ugly but in a way that is very sexy.  that is the Real Arthur and hes my utterly beloved Ratman

[hetaliaimaginesin2022]

How would England, Prussia, and France react to finding out that their family member (America, Germany, Canada) has been secretly dating the reader, who's a long term rival

We love the drama

England • Arthur Kirkland

He doesn't care who or how many people America sees, it's not his buisness and he doesn't particularly want to know about his love life, so it wasn't exactly a secret you two had to keep closely guarded

Alfred also just isn't good at keeping secrets, so it wasn't long until other countries started to know about it

Arthur had actually found out through François, who had mockingly mentioned it during an argument with him

The news had caused him to pause

You two had quarls dating back to the swashbuckling days, two try hard pirate captains trying to dominate the seas, butting heads and physically fighting with each other in the process

So the idea that his brother is dating the person who got under his skin the most at one point was truly baffling to him

After the initial confusion wore off though, he was pretty indifferent about the relationship, not saying much other than the occasional snarky comment to either of you (but mostly you)

France • François Bonnefoy

When he found out about your relationship with his little brother, he was shocked

He heard about it through another country, one of your friends, who had brought it up in light conversation

A harmless "Yeah, they're dating someone now, I think they're another country, starts with a C maybe?", lead him to the realization that you could be dating Canada, an assumption that was later confirmed by Mathew himself

François was stuck somewhere between wanting to react in a petty manner towards you, and wanting to be happy for his younger brother, not wanting to hurt him for his own selfish feud

Ultimately tries to patch things up with you

The way he sees it is that he loves Canada, and since you mean so much to him, so he'll have to learn to like you

"At least it's not England", he tells himself

Prussia • Gilbert Beilschmidt

He was very hands on with the process of raising his younger brother, watching him grow from a young boy to a man taller than him, taking care to make sure he didn't have to go through the hardships he did as a kid

That being said, he reacts the worst

He's only a little bit upset with Ludwig for hiding it from him, but he's significantly more pissed at you

The feud between the two of you lasted for several hundred years, first starting as a military issue before quickly becoming personal, and while it died down after his country's dissolution, his frustration and anger with you came back with a fury

He was convinced that you had gotten his brother to keep the relationship a secret, and whether you did or not, it was his biggest point of contention

It would take his brother stepping in, pulling him from the situation to cool off

After coming back, he's not completely calm, but he's ready to have a conversation, and before he leaves the house, he lets you know that he's not exactly thrilled with you and his brother being together and gives you the "if you hurt him, I'll bury you" talk

All things considered, it could've gone worse

[fumblingmusings]

Three favourite canon Canada (featuring America and England) centric panels/facts are:

Apparently Arthur was the first to look at Matthew as his own person and not just land and resources Doesn't reflect reality perhaps but still fucking hell Francis

Matthew kicks Alfred out his house to stop him talking to Arthur but also the fact that they argue over why Matthew continues to eat the marmalade that Arthur makes for him. Like it's such a petty grievance Alfred chill out. Matt needs the Vitamin C okay and it is rude to not eat the food people make for you asdfghj.

Matthew was apparently in charge of the flowers and chickens when he lived with England. The house thing is unclear and debatable because Mattie may be conflating the...polar bear's... home with Arthur's house since Alfred is asking him to get his own place (independence) which just makes me think that 19th Century Kirkland Manor was a bloody menagerie between the elephants, koalas, sheep and polar bears we see with assorted dominions and colonies.

Hetalia World ☆ Stars - Chapter 192, 197, 210

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐞 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: England (Arthur Kirkland) X afab!Reader

Trigger Warning: Character death, gore

Sypnosis: Arthur didn't know why this keeps happening. Although he hates summer, this particular day made it even worse. Especially when he kept witnessing her dying over and over again.

Word Count: 1,611

Arthur was bored, he was sitting on a bench with [Name] in a park. He got out his phone from his pocket then checked the time, it was 12:28. He lowered his phone then looked at the skies, it was in the middle of summer and the weather was quite hot. He placed his phone back in his pocket as he heard the girl calling his name. "Geez! What's wrong with you? I've been talking to you but your mind seems to be flown somewhere" [Name] waved her hand in front of his face as she scolded him. "Ah! Sorry!" Arthur looked at her with a blush as he apologized. The female just smiled. "Well, y'know, I kind of hate summer" She boldly murmured while petting a black street cat. The blonde looked at her then she looked at him and blinked two times. She smiled at him which made Arthur skip a beat. The two of them stood up and decided to go somewhere else, while [Name] carried the cat in her arms. "Y'know, I also had a pet cat at home. It was white and its name is [cat name]" The [h/l] [h/c]-haired female told the Brit. Arthur just looked at the cat with his hands on his side. "Ah!" The cat jumped out of [Name]'s arms when the two of them neared the pedestrian. The girl ran after the cat and when she was near the middle of the street, Arthur's eyes widened because of the truck that is coming her way. "[Name]! Watch out!" Arthur shouted as he ran after her, trying to save her from the truck. "Huh?" The said girl stopped in her tracks and the truck slammed into her. The glaring red lights were combined with her blood. Arthur heard the scream of the female the minute before the incident. The girl's scent, now mingled with sprayed blood, choked him. He placed his hands on his mouth as he looked at the dead body of the female he liked. His hands are still on his mouth as he lowered his head and then cried. The [f/c] bracelet he gave to the girl broke into two. "This is a lie..." Arthur muttered to himself. "This is no lie!" The heat haze said, smiling at the crying blonde while its hands were in its pocket. Arthur looked at it and then noticed that it looked very much like him. He had light hair, ranging from pale blonde to pastel pink. His eyes are light blue, unlike Arthur's. wore a white long-sleeved shirt with a black vest and matching black tie. He had matching black pants, just like the ones the Brit is wearing now. "Bye, see you soon," It said to Arthur as he waved its hands to him, Arthur looked at him with wide eyes while the light blue of summer darkened away.

Arthur woke up on his bed to the ticking sound of the clock. "What time is it...?" He muttered to himself. He blink two times and then looked at the wall clock. Arthur sat on his bed and then checked his phone, it was sometime past 12 in the afternoon and he recalled the awfully annoying sound of the cricket. The blonde looked out his window and saw the nice day, he changed his clothes then went to the same park. Once he arrived there, he sat on the bench next to [Name] who was looking at the skies.

The Brit looked up and then wondered why everything seems familiar. He remembered the dream he had yesterday in the same park. "Geez! What's wrong with you? I've been talking to you but your mind seems to be flown somewhere" [Name] waved her hand in front of his face as she scolded him. "Sorry. But you know, it's a little strange. Yesterday, in a dream, I saw us walking exactly in the same park" The blonde sadly told the female who looked at him curiously.

"Nothing weird here except for you" She teased the male as she stood up, Arthur also stood. He noticed that the girl carried a black cat in her arms while talking to him. "Y'know, I also had a pet cat at home. It was white and its name is [cat name]" The [h/l] [h/c]-haired female told the Brit. The male sadly looked at the female. "Ah!" The cat jumped out of [Name]'s arms when the two of them neared the pedestrian.

Remembering his dream, Arthur grabbed the girl's wrist before she could chase after the cat. "Why don't we go home now?" The blonde asked her as he looked down, the girl just looked at him and then nodded. They went to the other way then the second she stepped off the pathway, everyone surrounding them turned their heads up to the sky and opened their mouths. The male looked at the people surrounding them and he didn't notice the girl he was with went on by herself.

Before he could grab the girl's wrist again, the metal pole pierced through her body that made him freeze on the spot with his widened eyes. A tearing shriek and the sound of wind chimes echo through the trees. The black cat sat near the scene while the [f/c] bracelet broke into two pieces. "[Name]!" Arthur shouted with his tear-filled eyes as he tried to come to her aid. But he noticed that the heat haze was right on his side. "This is not a dream," It said while its hands were in its pocket, smiling.

Arthur looked back at it then it looked at Arthur, it pushed the Brit backward with his still-widened eyes. As his vision blurred, he glanced at her profile and thought that he saw her smiling.

The male woke up again on his bed, he sat then touched his head with sweat on his face. Remembering his nightmares, he quickly change his clothes and then went to the park. He saw the female sitting on the bench then grabbed her wrist then walked to the footbridge where he saw the heat haze. "Hey..." It greeted the Brit who was nearly at the top of the bridge as it leaned on the railings. Arthur, frightened and nervous, suddenly released his grip on the girl which made her fall from the high place.

The girl fell and died on the spot, the same bracelet broke into two as the blood mixed with the scent of the female. Once again, the male's vision blurred as he fall backward.

No matter what efforts Arthur did to save the girl, she died anyways. The first death is the truck, the second is the pole, the third is the footbridge. And there are a lot more that happened that killed the girl in some way. Like the time when Arthur and [Name] walked n the sidewalk, hand in hand to ensure the girl's safety. But when Arthur check the time on his phone, a black cat was on the sidewalk and the female tried to chase it. She was released from his grip but he grabbed her wrist once again.

The truck saw the cat crossing the streets then avoided it and slammed into a wire post, luckily for the two, they didn't seem to be damaged. But when Arthur picked up his phone on the ground when he dropped it, the wire post break then crashed on the girl. The heat haze was standing behind Arthur when it happened. Then again, Arthur woke up on his bed as if it was a dream.

The next thing that happened is when Arthur treated [Name] to an ice cream shop and then went their way somewhere else. Arthur grabbed his phone and then dialed the police station, but when [Name] started to talk to Arthur without looking where she was going, she tripped on a bottle and then cracked her head. Arthur's eyes widened at the scene while the heat haze looked at him with a smile.

The next time, [Name] fell into a manhole while they are avoiding all the things that tried to kill her. The next thing that happened is when Arthur tried to ensure [Name]'s safety by walking underground, but in the moment [Name] stepped on the first step, she fell again and then died. When Arthur thought that he and [Name] would ride into a taxi, she died again anyways. Then there is one time that they went to another footbridge, and calmly, Arthur and [Name] went up.

He noticed that the heat haze wasn't there, so [Name] leaned on the railings and tried to tease him. But the railings broke then the girl died.

This kind of frequently told story has only one ending. But it can be found beyond those repeating summer days. And it's been repeating for tens of years, Arthur probably has noticed it by now.

When Arthur pushed the girl aside and jumped in, the truck slammed into him. The color of his splashed blood reflected off the female's eyes and her robotic body. "Take that!" Arthur laughed and mocked the heat haze who placed its hands on its mouth and cried. But when he looked at the crying girl, a mirror image of her appeared on her side then his eyes widened.

Awakening on August 14 in a bed, a girl, hugging her cat alone as she sat on the bed and placed her head on her window. "It didn't work again..." She muttered as she cried.

[mininiimii]

lil napoleonic doodle spam!  featuring:  Julchen Behlmer (nyo!prussia): belonging to @tamedbb Charlotte “Lotte” Wouters (belgium): belonging to moi Arthur Winston Kirkland (england): belonging to @phe-oh-no

[brassandblue]

“Who wants a drink? Whiskey, anyone? My treat, I’ve got a bottle right here.”

[askfacefamily]

Francis are you helping Arthur out or is he too stubborn to acceot help?

FR: Oui, he really is stubborn, but, he always accepts my help in the end~

ENG: You always distract me by talking to me and THEN I find myself at the bottom of the steps with YOU! GAH!

[arthurianlegend144]

YES YES YES

Im gonna answer asks i swear to god i will just let me indulge myself a bit here

[koolkat9]

Maybe some atlantic bros hurt/comfort?

Very nice. We love to see it. 

Rating: T

Relationship: England + America

Word Count: 956

Not Human

The house almost appeared empty as the carriage pulled up to the old country mansion. Not even the sound of birds was there to liven up the place. Even the weather seemed to be affected given its cloudy nature. Arthur could almost feel the tension of the air pull down on his body as he emerged from the carriage. A maid with raven black hair emerged from the house, a solemn expression on her round face. As soon as her brown eyes met Arthur’s green, she gave a fake smile.

“Welcome back, Lord Kirkland,” the maid said with a bow. “Ah yes thank you…” Arthur looked at the gloom around him. “Did something happen when I was gone?”

Her tight-lipped smile turned into a frown. “That little boy master Alfred befriended--Or I guess he was more of a man at this point-- Anyway, he…h-he passed away last week.”

“What little boy?”

“Oh, you didn’t know? Well eh…”

“Samantha,” a cool voice boomed. An old stout woman wobbled out of the house. It was Brighid, the oldest maid within the house and one of the few humans Arthur trusted with his life. “Bring Lord Kirkland’s luggage to his room.”

“Brighid–”

“Perhaps if you were home more you would have figured it out.”

“Hey now! You know–”

Brighid sighed. “Not that you’ll listen to little old me. You don’t even listen to Master Dylan about it, so what could I ever do to get it through your thick skull.”

“With all due respect Brighid you’re a–”

“Human yes. But your kind isn’t much different than us.” Her gaze was like ice and froze Arthur to his very core.  “Alfred is like any five-year-old boy. Curious about the world around him. Needing his father to guide him through it. I know you’re barely an adult yourself Arthur, but Alfred looks up to you and misses you. You need to be there for him.”

“You sound like Allie,” Arthur mumbled to himself.

“Pardon?”

“Nothing. Is Alfred in his room?”

Brighid nodded. “He’s been there since the funeral.” Arthur’s chest tightened. “He went to the funeral by himself?”

She gave him a said look. “By the time we realized he was gone, he was already on his way back.”

Arthur wanted to be angry. He wanted to tell Brighid she was out of line. But she was also right and All Arthur wanted right now was for the ground to swallow him whole. Shaking his head, he marched into the house and up to Alfred’s room. He knocked at the door but got no response. After a few times, he finally decided to just let himself in.

When he entered the room, he found it dark, curtains were drawn, and a bundle of blankets shivering on the bed. With a sigh, Arthur made his way over to the bed, taking a seat on the edge.

“Hey Alfred, I’m home.” There was no answer, only a small whimper. “Oh, darling…I heard what happened. I’m sorry.”

With a sob, Alfred threw himself at Arthur, clinging to him as if his life depended on it. It was as if a knife was pierced through Arthur’s heart. Brighid was right. He should have been there. He should have told Alfred about these things. That humans were different from them. He should have–

“Arthur…Are you going to die too?”

“What?”

“Miss Samantha…S-She said people die. That means you’re going to die too.”

“Oh, Alfred.” Arthur pulled the young boy closer, running a hand through his hair. “It’s…complicated. But the short of it is…I won’t die. Not like humans. We’re…different.”

“Arthur…”

Arthur cupped Alfred’s cheek, wiping away the young nation’s tears. “We’re nations. We…We live a lot longer than humans. What feels like a few years to us are centuries to them. And we don’t die. We can’t die. We’re tied to our land and our people. As long as they live, we live. So as long as Britain exists, I’ll live. And as long as the Thirteen Colonies exist, you’ll live.”

“B-But humans…Th-They die. Doesn’t that mean–”

“Yes, but they’ll have children, and those children will keep our nations strong. And as they grow, they’ll have children of their own, and the cycle continues.”

Alfred seemed satisfied with that answer, quieting and leaning against Arthur’s chest.

“Is there any way to save humans?”

The question was so sudden. Just when Arthur had thought he’d done something right, it all went south once again. Screams and the distraught face of his sister as she watched her lover be carted off came to mind. “No…There isn’t. Another word of warning poppet, don’t ever spend too much time with humans. We accidentally hurt them otherwise.”

“What?”

“It’s hard to explain but…They get really sick if they spend too much time with us.”

“But Davie never–”

“Because you spent time with him in spurts correct?”

“I guess…”

Arthur gave him a squeeze. “That’s okay. But you can’t spend too long with them understand? It’s better that way anyway.”

“Is that why Samantha, Brighid, and the others will switch with the other set of maids every few months.”

“Exactly.” Arthur booped Alfred’s nose. “You’re a very smart boy.”

Alfred gave him a sad smile. It made Arthur’s heart clench painfully.

“Shh…” Arthur hushed, wiping away more of the boy’s tears. He took a deep breath. “I’ll be honest with you Alfred. It’s going to hurt for a little while but I promise you’ll feel better.”

“Okay…”

Arthur gave him a warm smile. “Now, can you help me water the roses?”

Alfred nodded eagerly. “Mhm!”

Arthur set the boy down before taking his hand. The two headed downstairs and out into the garden for what Arthur hoped would be a peaceful afternoon.

[bad-luck-trio]

Stuck in the Janitor’s Closet (Hetalia America x Reader)

(I do not own the fanart above)

I will be using their human names on this one:

America = Alfred Jones

England = Arthur Kirkland

France = Francis Bonnefoy

Canada = Matthew Williams

(C/N) = Country Name = (Y/N) = Your name

THIRD PERSON’S POV:

“LOOK OUT DUDETTE!!” Were the words that (Y/n) heard last right before being shoved in the janitor’s closet.

“What the actual fu-” She was cut off when a hand suddenly covered her mouth. She looked up to see Alfred right in front of her, looking like a scared puppy. Before she could question him, she heard a loud yell; “ALFRED BLOODY JONES YOU WANKER, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!!”

“Dammit Alfie, what did you do to upset Arthur this time?” The young girl asked, pretty annoyed. This always happens; Alfred and Arthur fighting? Yes. Getting stuck in the janitor’s closet? No.

“Nothing, I swear dudette!! I just told him that his cooking sucks, and that Mcdonalds is 101% better than his ugly scones!!” He whispered loudly.

The two sat there in silence, until they heard another voice: “What is it you’re looking for, dear black sheep of Europe? Lost your tweezers for plucking out your eyebrows?” Francis teased.

They could hear Arthur huff in annoyance. “Oh shut it, you bloody frog.” And the next thing they heard were Arthur’s footsteps leaving, and Francis following him, probably to make fun of him more.

“Do you think he left?” Alfred asked once more. (Y/n) nodded and tried to open the closet door.

“Umm, dudette? shouldn’t we be, I dunno, getting out already?” Alfred questioned.

“The damn door won’t open! It’s stuck!!” She screeched. She then started banging on the door, trying to open it.

“Don’t worry, you’re in luck! The hero is here!” Alfred yelled, and tried punching the door; To his surprise, and (Y/n)’s annoyance, the door didn’t budge, and Alfred hurt his fist.

“Great. How do we get out now? Everyone else is out for lunch.” (Y/N) thought aloud.

“Maybe we can wait it out?” Alfred suggested.

“Yeah, that seems okay.” She replied.

The closet space was really small. Alfred then sat down and motioned for her to sit on his lap. (Y/n) was hesitant, but sat on his lap anyways. Tired of the silence, Alfred decided to break it.

“So, how’s life? Anything exciting?” He asked.

“Well, not really. Things are pretty normal and boring for me, what about you?” She said.

“Well, things are never boring with the hero around!” Alfred grinned.

(Y/n) looked at him once more. The way his golden blonde hair perfectly framed his face, his baby blue eyes that had so much life in them that looked like they were stars, and his glasses that he would take off every now and then for dramatic effect; at that moment, all of them just seemed so.... attractive. So..... handsome. She could feel a blush slowly make it’s way to her face as she realized that their faces were so close together.

Slowly, their faces started getting closer..... and closer.... (Y/n) had closed her eyes, ready to close the gap when........

*CREAAAAAAAAK*

“Umm.... What are you two doing there?” The two of them opened their eyes and looked up to see Matthew; Alfred’s brother, gawking at them.

“Uhhh.... we got stuck.....” (Y/n) mumbled, blushing.

“Well, there was a food fight in the cafeteria so I’m gonna need that mop behind you guys. You two can continue after I get them....” Matthew whispered quietly, took the mop, and closed the door on Alfred and (Y/n).

“So, let’s continue?” Alfred smiled, pulling (Y/n) closer.

Author: Luna 

[alifeasvivid]

Do you have any Ukus fanfics to read about America losing his virginity to England?

Anon.... I fear that you have revealed a large gap in the ukus side of this ship... I've been through the AO3 tag for America/England forward and back a few times and from everything I've read, I surprisingly wasn't able to find much...

I myself wrote a few ukus America loses his virginity drabbles but they were for the kink meme and they're the sort that gets you lots of anon hate nowadays....

There are a lot where it's England and America's first time with each other, but fewer with the virginity angle... unless anyone knows of any I missed or if there are some on FFN (which I do not fucks with no more). Please feel free to add!

(in chronological order, oldest to newest)

a) Serenity by Miaou Jones - Fake ID in hand, farmboy Alfred heads to the city to see The Arthur Kirkland Band. Stopping for a cup of hot chocolate might be the best decision he's ever made in his life.

Arguably this one is pushing it because it's a human au and Alfred does top but... Arthur's definitely the one in control.

b) Shag Carpeting by outtogarden - America, being completely clueless about British slang, invites England over to his house to check out some new renovations and can't understand why his awesome new shag rug elicits a strange reaction.

canonverse and it's tagged with "America Is a Virgin" so...

c) The Consent of the Governed by InsominiacArrest - Between the Punitive Acts and the cusp revolution America and England spend a night together. America is a mess of defiance and obedience, a garden of complicated emotions as England tries to reconnect with a seething daughter colony.

This one is canonverse, but they're both Nyo versions and I do love it so.

d) Restless, Eager by gummycola - Alfred, a virgin at 20, overcomes his nervousness and sleeps with his stupid, sexy, awful, wonderful alpha. Finally.

human au and omegaverse, but this writer never fails to deliver imo

and last but not least...

e) My Colony by Fandoms_Are_Life37 - England maps his colony, though not his land

writer says America definitely not underage and the whole thing is pretty heckin' cute

>.> I may or may not have to contribute to filling this gap myself, for real, in a way that won't get me canceled XD

[amarathegreatintelligence]

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Alfred F. Jones | America: 🇺🇸

Alm: 🍃 (Dormant)

Antonio F. Carriedo | Spain: 🇪🇸

Arthur Kirkland | England: 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

Ash Cooper:⚡️

BBH/BadBoyHalo: ♥️

Cecil: 🏰

Charlie: 🍏

Cherry: 🍒

Clay: 🤿

Corina Jones: 🥞

Denki Kaminari: 🔌 (Dormant)

Dolores Madrigal: 👂

Eduard von Bock | Estonia: 🇪🇪

Elizaveta Hedervary | Hungary: 🇭🇺

Emma Kirkland | Nyo! Australia: 🇦🇺

[CURRENT HOST] Feliciano Vargas | Italy: 🇮🇹

Flandre Scarlet: 🍮

Foolish: 🦈

Francis Bonnefoy | France: 🇫🇷

Fundy: 🦊

George: 💻

Hina Kagiyama: 🌀

Holly: 🐰

Karl Jacobs: ⏱

Koko: 🐾

Lily Zwingli | Liechtenstein: 🇱🇮

Luna: 🌙

Matthew Bonnefoy-Williams | Canada: 🇨🇦

Matthias Køhler | Denmark: 🇩🇰

Melody: 🎵

Noriaki Kakyoin: 🖌 (Dormant)

Passerine! Technoblade: 🐷

Peter Kirkland | Sealand: text - Peter

Philza: 🦉

Purpled: 🟣

Quackity: 🦆

Raihan: 🐉

Ranboo: 👑

Rantaro Mode: 🍸

Roderich Edelstein | Austria: 🇦🇹

Schlatt: 🐏

Skeppy: 🔷

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Tommy: 🧣

Valentino Doppio: ☎️

Youmu Konpaku: ⚔️

Yu Nishinoya: 🏐 (Dormant)

Yuyuko Saigyouji: 🌸

Zeke Brown: 😡

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[brassandblue]

I’ll have you know I have many excellent qualities.

forget manic pixie dream girls, get yourself a depressed goblin nightmare boy

Why would I want to date Arthur?