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“Happy new year. May the best wishes come true... Happy belated Christmas - it’s not like I care if you are happy or not, just to make myself clear!”

#; The Public Interest is Best Served by the Free Exchange of Ideas (psa)

ourfairdominion‌:

Matthew really needed this hug, he leaned into his father figure’s touch and let out a soft sigh.

Matthew felt a little bit weird asking this, but it’s been bothering him for a long time. “This might sounds stupid but… are you proud of me?”

A soft smile broke across his face as he felt Matthew melt into his touch.

Oh, how he had missed the days when he was surrounded by his adorable children.

He felt Matthew’s words before he heard it, with his attention focused on the Canadian and his voice sent little vibrations through their touching bodies.

“Hmm...?” The question caught him off guard, but he could detect the hesitation in Matthew’s timid voice; he seemed anxious.

“Of course I do, love. You are my pride and joy. We have been through thick and thin, dreams and nightmares, blood and tears. I can’t be more blessed to have you by my side, Matthew.”

“What raises the question, my boy?” Matthew was sweet and caring, but he was rarely vocal about feelings and emotions. Arthur could not help but worry about his former colony and what prompted him to ask.

#ourfairdominion #; Memoir of Albion { Canon Verse }

irish-emerald‌:

Ena’s grin was down right mischievous. Just based on his reaction to her statement she had a good idea what happened.

“Oh come on, you can’t hide anything from me, I know something happened and I’ll keep pestering you until you tell me.”

It’s hard to see how she’s the older sibling when she does stuff like this and act like she’s a little sibling trying to blackmail an older sibling.

She would never let him live this down if she caught wind of what transpired the night before.

Knowing how persistent Ena was, he regretted not going into hiding before she spotted him. It was times like this when he wondered if he was supposed to be the mature older sibling.

“Stop right there! I-I have nothing to tell and that’s final! Nothing you do will work...” Eyes wide, he had unknowingly put up an imploring look in front of his sister.

He would never admit it aloud, but he was scared of the world knowing it.

On top of that, one of the few people who he least wanted them to be informed was right in front of him.

#irish emerald #; Memoir of Albion { Canon Verse }

tppppp

Seaside

#; Captured Remnants of the Past { art }#; Loyalty Is the Home where Memories Can Sleep and Live Peacefully { Howard }

lilpieceofmyworld

Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.

George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones (via lilpieceofmyworld)

#; The World is a Tragedy to Those who Feel { musings }#(( Is this tailored to describe him - the word is *cough* independence *cough* ))

How soft are you?

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#; Truth of who We are { Headcanon }#(( Aww he's soft and cute!!!#But yes he's a softie both by body and by heart -- ))

- Continued from { x } // @irish-emerald

“W-What details?” He jumped as he heard his sister’s tease. He tried to stop the blush that was creeping upon his cheeks, but he knew he failed as soon as he felt the heat on his face.

“N-Nothing happened! There’s nothing to tell!” It was not a denial, damn it! It didn’t matter how he had been running around naked when he was drunk last night and ended up sleeping in someone’s bed, right?

#irish emerald #; Memoir of Albion { Canon Verse }

- Continued from { x } // @ourfairdominion

“What’s wrong, lad?” Matthew might have already stood on his own on the international stage, but Arthur would never allow himself not to come to his children’s side when they needed him.

Pulling Matthew closer, he started to pet the Canadian’s hair as he tightened the embrace. “Please, can I be of any help to you, Matthew? I hate to see you sad, poppet.”

With a gentle voice and soothing gestures, it was clear that he had slipped into the role of a parent again.

#ourfairdominion #; Memoir of Albion { Canon Verse }

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#; Truth of who We are { Headcanon }#(( I have to have the teddy bear there - Artie would love it for sure!! ))

🖼Creative Types🖼

Take the Test

You are the Artist.

Seeing beauty, creating beauty.

⭐ Creative Strengths: Ability to bring ideas and concepts to life ⭐ Untapped Potential: Becoming totally fearless in your expression ⭐ Ideal Collaborator: The Producer

As an ARTIST, you need to create in order to feel truly alive. Full of ideas and visions, you’re driven by the desire to express yourself and transform the world around you.

The ARTIST type lives in the space between the inner and outer worlds, and your gift is the ability to powerfully manifest what’s inside of you. That’s not always an easy task, but with it comes the capacity to create works that speak to others on a deep level and inspire new ways of seeing the world.

With your love of beauty and your connection to the senses, you have a strong aesthetic orientation and you crave well-designed environments. Whatever creative field you end up pursuing, you tend to work best on your own and crave the independence that lets you freely follow your creative impulses. You’re at home in a state of flow—easily becoming so engrossed in whatever project you’re working on that you lose all sense of time and space.

Your biggest challenge is working through creative blocks stemming from your emotional nature. You know well that in the “war of art,” fear and self-doubt are your biggest enemies. Practice diplomacy instead of waging war, and you’ll learn to turn enemies into trusted allies pointing you in the direction of creative greatness; in other words, listening to your fear can tell you exactly what you need to do.

Together, the ARTIST and the PRODUCER form a powerful creative duo with the vision and drive to manifest ideas on a large scale. Seek out collaborations with the dynamic and pragmatic PRODUCER to amplify your impact and take your projects across the finish line.

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#; Truth of who We are { Headcanon }#(( This is amazing - ! ))

melissas173

Remembrance Day

They shall grow not old

As we that are left grow old

Age shall not weary them

Nor the years condemn

At the going down of the sun

And in the morning

WE WILL REMEMBER THEM

#; Apple of My Eye { Aesthetics }#(( Lest We Forget. ))

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#; Truth of who We are { Headcanon }#(( He is so adorable!! ))

justmorerpmemes

Extremely Exhausted Starters

iolondinium

justmorerpmemes‌:

“You. Rest. Now.”

“You took five steps and need to sit down again?”

“I’m absolutely fine, I just need to sit down.”

“I just need to sit-what do you mean I’m already laying down?”

“Your eyes aren’t focusing. Just close them for ten minutes.”

“Write one sentence on this piece of paper, and then I’ll let you up.”

“I just need a breather, that’s all. Maybe ten. No fifteen.”

“We’re both so exhausted we can’t even argue about not being exhausted.”

“When I said I needed five more minutes I meant it more like hours.”

“… no… I’m tired… let me sleep… I don’t want to get up.”

“We need to get out of the heat, you’re starting to look sick.”

“You can’t hide those shaking hands from me. You need to stop.”

“I’m just a little cold, I’m okay, really. Let me sit with a blanket or something.”

“Moving…? No I’m good thanks.”

“Gravity has a hold on me of which I have not the strength to break.”

“Was… was that actually there? That wasn’t there was it?”

“I’ve had no energy for three days.”

“You worked yourself so hard that you’ve been sentenced to three days of bed rest.”

“Listen I can… I can get up. It’s fine.”

“If we’re both in this state, we both really screwed up somewhere huh?”

“I have energy for exactly one more person of favourable standing, and going the hell to bed. With or without that person, bed is happening.”

“You’ve struggled to move anything for the last hour.”

“This is what happens when you over exert yourself.”

“You were almost dead from pushing it too far!”

“I went a little overboard sure… but I’m still alive. So shh.”

#; Libraries full of ideas { Meme / Starter }

irish-emerald‌:

The fact he thought she hated him and wanted him God made her sob harder. She never wanted him to think she hated him, she wanted him to know she was tough because she cared about him and didn’t want him to be defenseless against anyone.

“I never wanted you gone. I almost never let you out of my sight because I worried someone would hurt you when you couldn’t defend yourself.” There was many times she was attacked while traveling by herself and she worried all the time that Arthur would suffer the same fate.

“I understand if you hate me, I should have actually showed you I cared instead of continuing to be tough on you. If…” She took a shuddering breath. “If you never want to see me again I understand. But please know I’ll always care about you…”

Nothing could be further from the truth regarding his perception of Ireland.

“I... I didn’t know...” His voice was soft and hesitant, no longer sure of how to act around his sister. “I thought you wanted me gone forever, so I detached myself from your life. I... I didn’t know you were trying to look out for me.” Did the same apply to Scotland and Wales? He swallowed a lump down his throat. Did he pushed his own family away unwittingly?

Hate.

Hate had ran rampant in their bonds and ties over the years, bringing them centuries of woes and sorrows, blood and tears.

It had been blocking their path towards reconciliation for long. Too long

“I was... scared. Terrified, even... I thought you have abandoned me and seen me as nothing more than a nuisance.” Taking a deep breath, he used all his courage to stare at Ena’s tear-filled eyes as he made his admission as honest and sincere he could ever be. “If anything, you should be the one to hold hatred and contempt over me. I have never hated you, Ena.” It had been long since he had said her name, but it was uttered out with tenderness.

Arthur slowly rested his left hand upon Ena’s back as he started rubbing small, soothing circles. It was a peculiar feeling to be so close to the sister that he had been fearing for his entire life; instead of fighting, he was drying her tears like he had done so many times with his colonies. Between the pets and hugs, his gestures were gentle. The younger nation had allowed room for Ena to shrug him off, but he had expressed his only goal was to offer her comfort as he enveloped her in a tentative hug.

“It does not excuse what I have done, no?” He whispered as he held Ena loosely. “If it can ever make you feel better, if I can ever make amends in some way... berate me in any way you want. Treat me in the way I deserve, but please stay... I want to see you safe and sound.”

Tears fell as he cried with her, throwing all caution to the wind as he embraced his sister, no longer caring about who might stumble into them.

#irish emerald #; Memoir of Albion { Canon Verse }

arthur is a nasty greedy little man

“And who are you to say that?” Arthur snorted. It wasn’t the first time he had been scathingly patronised, and he wasn’t fazed by it. He knew he was far from being a saint, and he had long come to term with that fact.

“Well, speak up. This game you are playing won’t work if you are simply going to take your frustration out on me.”

#Anonymous #; Memoir of Albion { Canon Verse }

wanderlusteurope

Loughrigg Fell, Lake District, England

#; Home is where the Heart is { england }

Seven Sins

Arthur’s sins: Lust: 3 Pride: 5 Envy: 8 Wrath: 8 Sloth: 3 Greed: 10 Gluttony: 9

“So you are saying that I’m a sinful person? I do have a religion, thank you very much!”

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#; Truth of who We are { Headcanon }

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