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@kirklandsheartsecrets
I could die for your writing. Thank you so much for your work. It's an absolute blessing ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭)
Especially how you write Ireland has me flipping and rolling around the floor xryfucitcsy (ㅅ´ ˘ `)♡
Thank you so much!!!! I am being blessed !! I’m very very grateful for all the kind messages 🤍 gangsta is happy !!!
Thank you Gansta for blessing us with your writing 🤤🤤...
anytime !!!!! I love you guys !!!!!
Do the brothers have any particular pet names for their wives? Like not just the default “love” and “dear”, something more of their making
I absolutely love your work, it filled a niche of the hetalia fandom that I was just looking for 🤩
yessss !
uk brother || wife pet name
northern Ireland
bubba
it’s cute, it’s soft, bubbly
ireland
darling
but it it sounds like darliiiiiiiiinnng, the innng’ is twisted.
scotland
fin(n)
fine but Finnnn, oh gosh I’m bad at explaining, but it’s very soft on the lips, almost whispered. Sounds French.
wales
schatz
crispy, german, swift. Self explanatory. Its very affectionate!!!!
england
DD
for darling dear. It’s either DD or darling dear. Can switch up for lady dear. He came up with it randomly.
Hihi can I have headcanons about Scotland hhhhhhhhhhhhh literally anything, anything, anything 👅, fluff angst smut (idk what you write for) I NEED Scotland 😽😽🙏🙏 need to crack him
four || Scotland x reader || HEADCANNONS
• "send bicep" pictures work on him sooo much
• also the "it looks good right, I mean the necklace" works as well
• chesssst chesssssssttt oh gosh give be them tits
• craving those arms to strangle our necks
• always the damn accent huh? Try to do it and he stops talking (unfortunately) mouth half open staring
• sleeps with no shirt on, he doesn’t like the feeling of turning around and that damn shirt is trying to tie him up or strangle him
• spends a lot of time taking care of horses
• hiking in the most casual clothes ever
• long ass walks, he likes to do his steps no matter what
• doesn’t eat regularly his 3 meals, he tends to have one huge meal during the day and eats like he could go to hell
i love him so much
Northern ireland fluff ? 😲
posted already :)
Can we have the Kirkland bros x Reader (each separate) with them getting married? Like, before, during, after (wink wink) and maybe just details about the wedding :P
Thank youuu!!
oh i love this one!
can i get uhhhhhhhhhh
northern ireland fluff
northern irelandII fluffy three
His hand finds yours before he’s fully awake, fingers seeking you out by instinct rather than thought. He’s warm, soft with sleep, his breath slow against the pillow. When you shift closer, he lets out a tiny sound almost a sigh and curls around you like you’re something fragile he doesn’t dare crush. His thumb draws slow circles against the back of your hand (fat hand lover) , lazy and unfocused, but steady. The kind of touch that says he’s not ready to face the world yet. Not until he’s sure you’re still there.
♡
He stands beside you at the doorway, shoulders a little tense, eyes flicking down like he’s checking whether he’s allowed to touch you. He doesn’t ask. Just breathes in once, slow, and lets his fingers brush your sleeve. Barely a touch a feather-light glide; but it lingers, for so long. His fingertips slide down your arm, careful, hesitant, until they reach your wrist. He pauses, then settles his hand there, soft and grounding. A quiet kind of claim. A “don’t go yet,” spoken entirely through the warmth of his palm.
♡
He sits behind you on the couch, knees tucked on either side of your hips, his chest a warm weight against your back. His hands rest at your waist first, before slowly drifting upward, tracing the shape of you through your shirt. The pads of his fingers skim your ribs, your shoulders, the base of your neck, like he’s memorizing you between the dark walls. He leans forward only enough for his forehead to touch your shoulder, breath catching when you relax into him. His hands still, then frame you gently, holding you in a way that feels like the softest kind of promise.
♡
Merry Christmas!!!!1!1!11!!! (i know it's early December but whatever >:D)
merry chryslers, merry crisis.
love,
gangsta.
Scotland with a shy younger s/o?
scotland II headcannons II shy younger s\o
kinda likes the kink of the opposites attracts or just the contrast y'know ?
softens around you in a way that shocks england the most..
more gentle around you than his brothers :) .
he’s very very patient.
he loves affection, but because you’re shy, he adjusts.
hand resting on your back, pinky linked with yours.
clingy and cringe, loves holding you in his lap, pulling you into hugs, cuddling you to sleep.
if you get overwhelmed, he tends to "run off", doesn't believe in overstepping boundaries means: getting out of your comfort zone.
helps you order things, talk to staff, or stand up to people if needed but never takes over if you don't feel like it.
becomes extremely soft-spoken when you’re tired or anxious, but tends to take time to "read the room".
loves tucking you under his arm, quick and easy.
:)
Hi there! I just wanted to say Happy Holidays, and that I love your blog! I was wondering what the Kirkland Brothers look for in a potential s/o, and what kind of partners they'd be with said s/o. Thank you for your time, I hope you're having a fantastic winter holiday, no matter what you celebrate!
- England -
what he looks for in an S/O
Arthur is prickly, prideful. He needs someone who can handle those kind of tendencies.
He’s attracted to people who enjoy arts and history. You must be curious overall!
loyalty, i believe he has fear of abandonment.
what kind of partner he is
very old fashioned but in the good and sweet way- . Flowers, tea dates, handwritten letters are a must.
supportive, supports your objectives, no matter what.
- Scotland -
what he looks for in an S/O
someone who can match his energy. He wants banter, teasing, and passionate debates.
emotional intelligence . He respects resilience above all but emotions are everything for him.
what kind of partner he is
overprotective. Starts fights on your behalf if anyone looks at you wrong.
affectionate and shows it! Loves PDA, hugs from behind. He is the clingy one.
gifts, food, or any cute souvenir he finds on his way home, spoils you a lot.
- Wales -
what he looks for in an S/O
Someone who appreciates the arts. Big on music and folklore. Might even find traditional and exclusive outfits for you.
gentleness. He’s calmer than his brothers, so a peaceful presence suits him.
what kind of partner he is
devoted but quite subtle about it, he tends to show in hidden actions his love and support.
makes sure you’ve eaten, slept, and listened to.
very affectionate but subtle. Hand-holding, humming songs.
what he looks for in an S/O
sarcasm, with a little bit of mischief, yes!
he values so so much someone who stands their ground.
someone who cares deeply but isn’t afraid to speak up.
what kind of partner he is
he’s naturally flirtatious and loves making you laugh.
midnight walks, dancing in the kitchen, spontaneous trips. Very cliché.
- northern ireland -
what he is looking for
someone who can help him balance his chaotic, anxious energy he shows off sometimes.
he needs someone trustworthy, someone who's just here for him
someone loyal as hell please, non-negociable.
what kind of partner he is
cautious overall and needs reassurance, physically and verbally.
texts to check on you, listens very well. Great at giving gifts because of that;
St Andrew's day 👅💙
YES ! :)
are you still writing ?
yes :)
Reminder about these pretties
you need to understand that i have two sets of headcanons. there's the set of realistic headcanons based on my genuine reading of the show, and then there's me playing pretend with my dolls.
I want something warm with Wales.
Could are do this?
wales x reader||babying buddy
In the deepest intimacy of your house, you were laid down against the giant couch in the living room. The furniture, the carpet, the lights and even their colour was structured by strict and artistic choices of the gouvernement. Everything was made by real hands and was priceless, gouvernement furniture. Different styles, eras, contemporary or Renaissance style, everything. You really struggled at first to accommodate to this kind of environment, you believed he still had at least a little grasp over it. The only thing that still felt like home was the couch, it was very big, a deep orange colour, the cushions were perfectly matching and the materials were expensive.
The day that couch entered the house, you just knew you were gonna nap often on it. That’s what literally happened, the interior designers barely managed to get it fixed inside the living room, you plopped over and had the best nap of your life. It felt like drugs, if laid down over this couch you couldn’t wake up, it felt simply too good. You would rarely enjoy some TV or lay around if you had issues to solve or work to get done. Wales had the same issue, he avoided TV like pest as he knew it would be a hustle to get him off.
Now was after a very rough and very stressful day, when I say stressful I mean that coworkers were very loud, work was overwhelming, add the stress about upcoming events or subjects to get done. You had your deal for the day, the headache you felt in your temple only added to it. Wales felt the same, his felt rough as negotiations barely fell on positive endings and his brothers were being painfully annoying to him personally over little details. That was the most worrying part for you, Wales always been on the kinder side so seeing him over it felt weird.
You shook away your thoughts as you heard the whispering from your chest. Your fingers stopped as Wales lifted his head towards your face away from your mounds. He was staring into your eyes with a small pout. His pout faded as your smiled up at him lovingly, he started staring, completely fazed by your face. He felt his entire face warming up then the staring kept going, analysing every detail about your face, the colour of your lips, how your eyebrows looked, how your hair framed your face in the barely lit up room.
It was a rare moment where he faded away from everything, you only existed at the moment, probably the moment he felt the most in love. Gazing endlessly at you, his body fluttering with pride and love.
It was always on the couch, his head over your chest staring at you. He liked to be babied, your fingers grazing his cheeks, running to his defined jaw. You would massage his head, the center of his aching temples and his hair until he felt dizzy enough to fall asleep. More than often you both fell asleep, the nerves under your skin loving the sensation against his.
When you write or think abt Scotland, did you think of the fanon ver or the canon one?
Mostly the canon version, I had a fat crush on the brunette from that old sketch Himaruya did a long time ago. But as Uk brothers lovers you know we all mostly react that way—
You know I love both of the ver :)
How would the UK brothers react if their wife was pregnant and how wouod they be be during the pregnancy?
soon to be dads II uk brothers x reader
nothern Ireland
when you tell him he goes very still, can't move, sits down.
makes a joke he doesn’t finish
as you described it, he knows you’re okay, but yet-
but also remembers that hospitals have white sheets for a reason
he’s an overthinker
he needs updates, the doctors have enough of him, the nurses as well.
“Did you take the vitamins?”
“You didn’t eat from that dodgy place again, did you?”
one missed call and he’s pacing around the house, out of breath
his hands are shaking, the doctors are incompetent suddenly
he will scold you for any mistakes, which you don't let him go with.
you've got to be loudly, loud, to shake him off from those phases
doesn’t mean he doesn’t get it
he knows your feelings, you guys communicate quite a lot
but his job now is protecting two people
won’t tell you to be careful, he is to stressed with himself
but he make sure your boots are stuffed with the most luxurious fur and your coat zips high and tight in the right space
when you come home rough around the edges
he doesn’t tease, he sits down and shuts the hell up
he wraps a blanket around you and keeps talking to the baby
wants to be part of everything
doctor's visits, nursery painting, bedtime music, prep the food, choosing a playlist
he’s in this
all the way in, just like you ahem.
england
he reacts like it’s war
immediately planning, budgeting, scheduling, thinks its a royal wedding or baby announcement
which kinda is to him? the standards are more than high. Thanks to Kate and William.
but beneath the structure is panic, absolutely drenched in panic
he knows everything will probably go according to plan
but what if it doesn’t? you have to reassure him all the time
what if something goes wrong and he wasn’t good enough again?
he doesn’t sleep well anymore
overthinks every symptom
you once noticed your breasts having a bit more color than usual, panicked the entire afternoon
you barely cared, you felt right
buys books written by specialists and annotates them
needs updates as well,
needs a logbook, plans on keeping it for eternity
keeps a record of what you eat, how often you rest, how many steps you take, doctor won't have shit to say.
one day without a check-in?
he's on the phone with the hospital
“Bloody hell, do you have any idea—!”
hospital also has enough of him
"Sir calm down-"
doesn’t blame you if you fuss over him
he understands what you carry inside
but will install tracking apps and backup phones
i said, he reacts like war came back
just kneels and unlaces your shoes
really learned how to properly cook.
praise the lord, you won't die
wales
he listens to the heartbeat once
and then carries the sound inside him like a prayer
women have been birthing for millennia
you’re not just anyone
you're his
so he treats you like a sacred vessel
very superstitious but in a softer chaotic way ?
doesn’t overthink, he can handle all that
i mean he already handled all that to reach this point
but he feels a lot
emotional storm
too much trust on nuns, doctors and soon to be dad groups
buys too much sheep stuff, very cliché i'm so sorry
ask randomly every three days
“Did the baby kick today?”
" it's just a bunch of cells"
“Did you feel calm this afternoon?”
a week without a text? too relaxed, you're handling this very well
he’s reading old Welsh poems for signs, very traditional man i said
asking ravens what they’ve seen
will scold that little red devil dragon if it does not sit still around you
montessori dad, very soft though
instead, he whispers ancient blessings into your coat pockets
he bathes you in salt and warm milk
bad, bad, bad idea
very good soon to be dad
scotland
when you tell him, he doesn’t say much as well
just rests a hand over your stomach
scary silent
very intimate, secluded corner man
loves the intimacy of your house, your family.
why ? because he is a safety man
comfort equals safety
at least for him
orders food or cooks the most delicious and savory food ever
takes time though
type of food that puts you to sleep for hours, it just feels good
no matter how strong you are
you’re dealing with life inside of you
he starts making quiet changes around the house
sturdier furniture
softer rugs and i'm not joking on that one, you've gotta be able to sleep on it
a kettle that whistles louder
what if the baby needs more than he knows how to give?
groans when an appointments take time or they're late.
rarely angry, just scared in a very- very male way
his love is silent but massive
current problem: baby seats, yes for the car
“Could ye please just let me take the most expensive one? Christ.”
yearns and earns
upgrades your car tires and double-checks the locks,
makes soup and pretends it’s “just because it’s cold out”
the moment you flinch from back pain, he’s on the ground rubbing your back, waist, everything
very well trained for this
ireland
his joy
arms around you, laughing, crying, lifting you, screaming
nothing beats this kind of happiness
no matter what blessings you’ve earned
his heart is a wildfire
and he feels everything
update man as well but tends to forget
nothing logical here, but loves deeps
“Did our little heartbeat say hi today?”
“Was the sun too strong for you? Did you feel dizzy?
he is the one dizzy actually,
he’s lighting candles and calling every name of God he knows
another traditional but chaotic one
will scold which sounds strange
emotional but never messy
will kiss your hands
worshipper
but worship doesn’t stop him from fearing loss
makes and finds charms for everything
find him in flea markets with the prettiest and most precious charms ever
prays
he cups your face, too much
he wants to be hear every heartbeat, every midnight kick
late to appointments
loves lullabies
great great soon to be dad
