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Arthur Kirkland | 21 | Boyfriend Hello, my name is Arthur Kirkland. Please don't ask me about my tattoo. [Dependent on Astrum Academia]

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aarlovski replied to your post “frenchfashionable replied to your post “[ text: arturo ] I had to...”

ya u almost killed mE

I did not!

 ...You just have a very weak stomach.

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Teacher’s Pet || professorswede

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professorswede:

Berwald paused in gathering up his lecture notes and various assignments to grade and turned to look at the student who approached him with a small smile. It was not often that a student approached him outside of office hours, especially for a class that he was a substitute for. He racked his brain for a moment to try to remember the other blond’s name from when he took attendance earlier.

“Of course… Mr. Kirkland, right? I’m happy to help. But would ya mind if we moved somewhere else to talk? I believe this classroom is going to be used by another class in about fifteen minutes or so and I don’t want to cut the conversation short. Unless ya have a class to go to?”

At first he’d been rather anxious about his request for help. Certain professors absolutely hated curious students, especially those who asked for assistance after class hours. Even though he could kind of understand why they would feel that way, he truly wished that they just...didn’t. It was the reason why he was so terrified of approaching his professors in the first place, which really didn’t help his whole ‘teacher’s pet’ thing he had going on.

Oh boy, Professor Oxenstierna knew his name!? Arthur practically died of happiness right there and then. It was always an amazing feeling when a teacher not only recognized you, but could remember your name.

“Of course! I have no classes for quite a while, I have plenty of time to spare.”

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[ text: arturo ] I had to find out on Twitter that you and Francis got together??? :( i thought we're friends 😭😭😭

[Text: Best Friend ]: Oh fuck, I thought I told you. I’m sorry! But, yes, we are dating :)

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mistxrio:

[ text: arturo ] it’s ok lolol i was kidding anyway

[ arthur??? cook?? holy shit ] [ no ] [ but denying would be r00d af ]

[ text: arturo ] sure thank you ^^ i’ll come by tomorrow im waiting for smth impt to arrive

[ Text: Best Friend ]: Ooo, you must tell me about this important thing when you get here! 

[ Text: Best Friend ]: We’ll make sure that dinner will be extra delicious! 

[he’s really excited to cook ok ok ok] 

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Teacher’s Pet || professorswede

@professorswede

As happy as he was for their regular history professor for her pregnancy announcement, he most certainly did not appreciate her disappearing for maternity leave. Of course he understood the need for it, but it was so damn inconvenient. He’d spent the last three months sucking up to her in every way possible and now she’d left - all of his work had been for nothing.

He had no telling of what this new professor would be like - would they be the friendly sort or would they be stand-offish? Would they like it when he asked questions or would they get annoyed at his persistent curiosity? - the possibilities were endless and it was unnerving. Thus far he hadn’t been able to discern much of his professor’s personality from his teaching method, other than his obvious professionalism and vast knowledge, and it was only serving to continue unsettling his nerves.

It wasn’t until he finally managed to gather his courage to bite the bullet and just approach his temporary professor, that he finally managed to feel some kind of contentedness.

“Excuse me, Mr. Berwald, sir? I’m having some difficulties with the current topic, could you help me with a few things?”

[frenchfashionable-blog]

[grumble grumble] Oi, Francis. What kind of snowman are we making here?

Obviously we are making a deviously handsome snowman. He’s going to have abs and everything. [sighs happily] If only he was my boyfriend, instead of the lanky stick one I have now. [looks at Arthur] Oh, you’re still here.

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frenchfashionable:

Non! You’ll have to catch me! [Dang it. He can’t run and make snowballs at the same time] [jumps over a fallen log and lays down to hide] [starts making snowballs]

[ francis had ruined their previous cute moment but this is pretty cute too ] [ nothing is cuter than pelting your loved ones with snowballs until the cry defeat ] [ taking cover? sure, arthur can do that too ] [ crouched behind another participants’ snowman, he’s building up his snowball collection ] I’ll catch you sooner or later ,damnit!

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frenchfashionable replied to your post “[ text: arturo ] I had to find out on Twitter that you and Francis got...”

I'll be the one making dinner.

...

...But I want to make dinner.

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[ text: arturo ] I had to find out on Twitter that you and Francis got together??? :( i thought we're friends 😭😭😭

[Text: Best Friend ]: Oh fuck, I thought I told you. I’m sorry! But, yes, we are dating :)

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[ text: arturo ] omg T_T

[ text: arturo ] why am I always late to these kinds of news ldskfjsldf

[ text: arturo ] ngl tho im happy for you two!!

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[ Text: Best Friend ]: Sorry for not telling you sooner, I just got quite swept up in it all.

[ Text: Best Friend ]: :) You should come around some time, we can cook you dinner.

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[he spots the target from across the courtyard] [ I T ' S H E R ] [he sprints] ERZSÉBET! [>:U]

[ !!! ] [ who’s randomly calling her oUT ] [ OH WAIT ITS HIM ]

Hello! Is there something you need, sir? [ heheh ]

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viragkorona:

[ she’ll happily bury him in the snow w/ lukas if needed tbh ]

Ah.. well I guess it doesn’t entirely remind me of that then. [ she’s read too many stupid romance novels than she cares to admit ] Rich boy who loves himself so much, but somehow wins the love of some cinderella-type character? [ blink blink ] Oh? Childhood friends or..?

[ omg ] [ tbh if i wasn’t rping the both of them they would be really good friends lmao ] [ bc they’re both fUCKING WEIRD ]

Are you calling me Cinderella!? [ it’s actually really fitting but he refuses to acknowledge it ] [ grumble grumble ] Your description of Francis is rather fitting, though. [ why’d he have to fall for a rich kid smh ] [ he’s too poor for this shit ] Yeah. Childhood friends. Or at least, something like that.

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[grumble grumble] Oi, Francis. What kind of snowman are we making here?

Obviously we are making a deviously handsome snowman. He’s going to have abs and everything. [sighs happily] If only he was my boyfriend, instead of the lanky stick one I have now. [looks at Arthur] Oh, you’re still here.

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frenchfashionable:

[huffs as well] [rolls away from him] [a moment later he throws a snowball at Arthur’s face] I told you to stop huffing! [quickly gets up and runs cause he knows he’s in trouble]

[ hahaha he’s gotten francis to huff as well ] [ okay that snowball took him by surprise ] [ they were having a cute moment ] [ but now it’s time for war ] [ grabs a handful of snow ] [ starts chasing him and lobbing poorly made snowballs at him ] Get back here, damnit!

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[he spots the target from across the courtyard] [ I T ' S H E R ] [he sprints] ERZSÉBET! [>:U]

[ !!! ] [ who’s randomly calling her oUT ] [ OH WAIT ITS HIM ]

Hello! Is there something you need, sir? [ heheh ]

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viragkorona:

[ this is relatively amusing for her ok ok ]

Yep, though you have to consider yourself lucky to have the man who loves no one but himself end up falling in love with you. [ hum ] It’s like some rich boy gone humble kind of novel. Overdone but hey, least you’re happy. [ ooo ] How long have you two even known each other?

[ arthur is dying here ok ok ok ]

I do consider myself lucky. [ lucky that francis stopped looking in the mirror long enough to date him smh ] Well. I wouldn’t call him humble. At least, not yet. [ arthur hopes to make him look in the mirror only a few times a day instead of eight ] For years. Too long. [ he’s getting all wistful just thinking about it ]

[frenchfashionable-blog]

[grumble grumble] Oi, Francis. What kind of snowman are we making here?

Obviously we are making a deviously handsome snowman. He’s going to have abs and everything. [sighs happily] If only he was my boyfriend, instead of the lanky stick one I have now. [looks at Arthur] Oh, you’re still here.

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frenchfashionable:

Hmph. I don’t believe that, and I won’t believe it until I see proof. [rolls his eyes] No need to shout, mon cher. I’m right here.

[he’s starting to huff huff again] [bc he does pluck his eyebrows rip] [it’s not his fault they grow back so quick ok ok ok] I’ll bloody show you when we get back inside. [grumble grumble] Yeah, but I swear that you’re damned deaf sometimes.

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[he spots the target from across the courtyard] [ I T ' S H E R ] [he sprints] ERZSÉBET! [>:U]

[ !!! ] [ who’s randomly calling her oUT ] [ OH WAIT ITS HIM ]

Hello! Is there something you need, sir? [ heheh ]

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viragkorona:

[ how did this guy not get what she meant from the get-go? odd ] [ but also very cute; she can see some kind of longevity in the fruk relationships, on arthur’s side at the very least. ]

Pfft. [ pbtpbt ] It’s funny but admiring to see someone very in love with Francis, apart from himself and his mother! No wonder he’s been oddly kind!

[huff huff] [he’s too believing when it comes to things like francis not liking him] [blame francis finding out it was him at the masquerade ball and then ignoring him for like a week]

Yes well, as much as I like him I don’t think I can compare with how much he loves himself. He’ll always be his own biggest admirer.

[frenchfashionable-blog]

[grumble grumble] Oi, Francis. What kind of snowman are we making here?

Obviously we are making a deviously handsome snowman. He’s going to have abs and everything. [sighs happily] If only he was my boyfriend, instead of the lanky stick one I have now. [looks at Arthur] Oh, you’re still here.

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frenchfashionable:

No, but it is fun. [rolls his eyes and smirks] Oh really? Then why did I pack twisers in my bag to trim those eyebrows? [he wasn’t joking] 

[now it’s his turn to roll his eyes] You and I both know that I already pluck them. It’s not my fault that they grow back so quickly! [he’s starting to feel bad for his eyebrows] [he kinda just covers them with his hands] They’re fine the way they are, okay!?

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[ text: arturo ] I had to find out on Twitter that you and Francis got together??? :( i thought we're friends 😭😭😭

[Text: Best Friend ]: Oh fuck, I thought I told you. I’m sorry! But, yes, we are dating :)

[frenchfashionable-blog]

[grumble grumble] Oi, Francis. What kind of snowman are we making here?

Obviously we are making a deviously handsome snowman. He’s going to have abs and everything. [sighs happily] If only he was my boyfriend, instead of the lanky stick one I have now. [looks at Arthur] Oh, you’re still here.

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frenchfashionable:

We could still win if we got up and got to work, but for once, [snuggles close to him] I’m happy here. Even if I have to look at those trained caterpillars you call eyebrows. 

[snuggle snuggle is making him happy] Or...we could not. I’m enjoying just laying here with you. Winning isn’t everything. [fake gasp] Excuse you! You know you love them [wink wink]

[frenchfashionable-blog]

[grumble grumble] Oi, Francis. What kind of snowman are we making here?

Obviously we are making a deviously handsome snowman. He’s going to have abs and everything. [sighs happily] If only he was my boyfriend, instead of the lanky stick one I have now. [looks at Arthur] Oh, you’re still here.

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frenchfashionable:

I am so popular. Just look at me. How wouldn’t I be? [he’d flip his hair if he wasn’t laying down] [sighs] I was really hoping to win, but I guess laying here with you isn’t so bad. [leans over to kiss his cheek]

[snorts] Yeah alright, love. You’re so popular. [he loves this silly man] Damn right laying here with me isn’t so bad. [asdfghjkl he’s yet to get used to francis giving him kissu] [be still my beating heart] I wish we could’ve won too, but I can’t say that I’m surprised with the result.