can i get some love for my man scotland?
Always~! We could all use a bit more Scotch in our lives.
Headcanons:
Legitimately one of the best cooks you will ever meet. There isn't a single recipe on the planet Alisdair can't master.
He cannot play a single instrument, despite how often- and how many- he has attempted.
He adores puns, partially because he knows Arthur hates them.
Those two will bicker to the point of bloodshed, but the moment someone else dares interject, they will gang up on the interloper.
He would rather be wandering in the mountains or rowing across one of the lochs than ever step foot in most cities.
He and Francis have an oath to always keep an eye out for Arthur.
While, generally, they are making sure the younger nation doesn't get hurt again, they do love to annoy the hell out of him.
He's just a tad self-conscious about needing reading glasses.
He can see the Fey just as well as Arthur, but he feigns obliviousness just to annoy the twerp.
A lot of the younger nations tend to seek him out for life advice; he's still not sure if he should be flattered that they like to confide in him or insulted by the insinuation that he's old.
He took up a part-time job at his favourite pub to help kill some free time.
Yes, of course, he likes David Tennant; please stop asking.
He is actually really fond of hugging; he and Antonio hug every time they bump into one another.
He may or may not have stolen a pair of Arthur's trousers and scarves to pull off an impressive Crowley costume for Halloween.
Said younger brother may or may not have cursed him out for the abduction of said clothing.
He never actually mastered the proper art of tying a tie, so he will always have a clip-on bow-tie for formal occasions.
Thanks for the ask, lovely Anon! I hope you enjoyed~