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When Arthur stormed into the house, Ты knew something was wrong. Moody to begin with, the Brit seemed even еще worked up than usual as Ты slinked over to him. Yanking at his hair, he failed to perceive your approach as Ты draped your arms around his shoulders. “Hello, love!” Ты greeted, Поцелуи his cheek warmly.
Shrieking, Arthur exclaimed, “Gah! Space, space!”
Pouting, Ты replied, “Don’t get your panties in a bunch! Sheesh!” Ты took a сиденье, место, сиденья Далее to him and noticed that he looked ‘off his rocker’, as he would say. “What’s wrong, Arthur?” Ты stroked his cheek gently. “Did something happen at the World Meeting?”
“Ugh, just those gits, America and France! Argh!” Arthur fumed.
“Tell me what happened?” Ты ran your fingers through his messy blonde hair.
“They drive me crazy! They kept teasing me,” he mumbled.
Almost amused, Ты raised an eyebrow, but carefully kept your tone concerned. “Teasing you? About what, hun?” Though he cast Ты a woeful glare, as if Ты were supposed to know, Ты continued watching him, letting him vent as he needed.
“I just…well, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell Ты for a long time…”
Blinking, Ты had to make sure Ты had heard that one correctly. “Something you’ve meaning to tell me?” He nodded sheepishly, red as could be, and Ты wondered what it was. Of course, he wouldn’t give anything away and seemed to become еще difficult—if that was possible. Your impossible Brit dealt with you, though, so patience could be prescribed to any situation, especially at his expense.
“What do Ты think it is?” Arthur snapped. “I just—everyone knows!”
Inkling of hope burgeoning, Ты wondered if he was trying to propose to you.
“And it’s not fair because they always ask me when I will!”
Ты smiled oh-so knowingly; he was trying to propose to you!
“For months now, I’ve been trying, but it’s hard!”
This was too adorable and Ты grew еще confident.
“Just please, promise me Ты won’t laugh!”
Gently, Ты leaned вперед and kissed Arthur, shutting him up. Listening to him drive himself insane was cute, but Ты didn’t want his pride to be damaged permanently. When his lips pressed eagerly into yours, Ты wished for him to be all yours. Determined to have this wish granted, Ты calmly and playfully replied, “Chances are, I will probably say yes, so why don’t Ты ask?”
Groaning and grimacing, Arthur launched himself to his feet, muttering, “Just a minute,” and stormed to the other room. Sitting on the couch, waiting for his return, Ты couldn’t help but smile as he arrived cradling Розы in one arm, carrying chocolates in one hand, an intricately decorated box in the other. Readying himself, clearing his throat, Arthur dithered and then fell to one knee before you.
So romantic and sweet was this man that your сердце raced uncontrollably.
“My love,” Arthur’s green eyes were smoldering as he stared up at you, “marry me, won’t you?”
Ring box opening with a small pop to reflect your expression, Ты found yourself completely unprepared for the gorgeous ring mirroring Ты a thousand times over. Slipping the ring onto your finger and marveling at how perfectly it fit, just as Ты and Arthur fitted together, Ты tried to respond. Eyes watering, Ты looked at Arthur to find him smiling confidently. Ты were too choked up to speak.
“A-Arthur,” Ты were beyond touched, “of course I will! Yes! Yes!”
“Good,” he grinned, inviting Ты closer for a kiss, “because I’ve wanted to call Ты Mrs. Kirkland for a long, long time.”
Throwing your arms around him, carelessly knocking the chocolates and Цветы onto the floor, Ты kissed your messy-haired, green-eyed fiancé until he flipped Ты onto your back. Even then, neither of Ты could stop Поцелуи the other, but Arthur had something he wanted to say. Respecting his wishes, Ты halted your affections briefly. Straddling you, Arthur put a finger to your lips.
“Say it,” he quietly demanded, eyelids fluttering, “I want Ты to say it.”
“Say what?” Ты were confused. What had Ты been talking about?
“That Ты Любовь me,” Arthur bluntly supplied, “I want to hear it.”
Laughing lightly, Ты pulled him close to you, lips eagerly brushing against his ear, “I Любовь you, Arthur Kirkland. I want Ты to be mine, forever.” Before he could say it was so, Ты pushed your lips against his, claiming him eternally. “I Любовь you,” Ты repeated between kisses, “and if I’m not saying it with kisses, then Ты shall hear it until the день Ты die.”
Arthur moved his lips sensually against yours. “I’m going to hold Ты to that, Mrs. Kirkland.”
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When Arthur stormed into the house, Ты knew something was wrong. Moody to begin with, the Brit seemed even еще worked up than usual as Ты slinked over to him. Yanking at his hair, he failed to perceive your approach as Ты draped your arms around his shoulders. “Hello, love!” Ты greeted, Поцелуи his cheek warmly.
Shrieking, Arthur exclaimed, “Gah! Space, space!”
Pouting, Ты replied, “Don’t get your panties in a bunch! Sheesh!” Ты took a сиденье, место, сиденья Далее to him and noticed that he looked ‘off his rocker’, as he would say. “What’s wrong, Arthur?” Ты stroked his cheek gently. “Did something happen at the World Meeting?”
“Ugh, just those gits, America and France! Argh!” Arthur fumed.
“Tell me what happened?” Ты ran your fingers through his messy blonde hair.
“They drive me crazy! They kept teasing me,” he mumbled.
Almost amused, Ты raised an eyebrow, but carefully kept your tone concerned. “Teasing you? About what, hun?” Though he cast Ты a woeful glare, as if Ты were supposed to know, Ты continued watching him, letting him vent as he needed.
“I just…well, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell Ты for a long time…”
Blinking, Ты had to make sure Ты had heard that one correctly. “Something you’ve meaning to tell me?” He nodded sheepishly, red as could be, and Ты wondered what it was. Of course, he wouldn’t give anything away and seemed to become еще difficult—if that was possible. Your impossible Brit dealt with you, though, so patience could be prescribed to any situation, especially at his expense.
“What do Ты think it is?” Arthur snapped. “I just—everyone knows!”
Inkling of hope burgeoning, Ты wondered if he was trying to propose to you.
“And it’s not fair because they always ask me when I will!”
Ты smiled oh-so knowingly; he was trying to propose to you!
“For months now, I’ve been trying, but it’s hard!”
This was too adorable and Ты grew еще confident.
“Just please, promise me Ты won’t laugh!”
Gently, Ты leaned вперед and kissed Arthur, shutting him up. Listening to him drive himself insane was cute, but Ты didn’t want his pride to be damaged permanently. When his lips pressed eagerly into yours, Ты wished for him to be all yours. Determined to have this wish granted, Ты calmly and playfully replied, “Chances are, I will probably say yes, so why don’t Ты ask?”
Groaning and grimacing, Arthur launched himself to his feet, muttering, “Just a minute,” and stormed to the other room. Sitting on the couch, waiting for his return, Ты couldn’t help but smile as he arrived cradling Розы in one arm, carrying chocolates in one hand, an intricately decorated box in the other. Readying himself, clearing his throat, Arthur dithered and then fell to one knee before you.
So romantic and sweet was this man that your сердце raced uncontrollably.
“My love,” Arthur’s green eyes were smoldering as he stared up at you, “marry me, won’t you?”
Ring box opening with a small pop to reflect your expression, Ты found yourself completely unprepared for the gorgeous ring mirroring Ты a thousand times over. Slipping the ring onto your finger and marveling at how perfectly it fit, just as Ты and Arthur fitted together, Ты tried to respond. Eyes watering, Ты looked at Arthur to find him smiling confidently. Ты were too choked up to speak.
“A-Arthur,” Ты were beyond touched, “of course I will! Yes! Yes!”
“Good,” he grinned, inviting Ты closer for a kiss, “because I’ve wanted to call Ты Mrs. Kirkland for a long, long time.”
Throwing your arms around him, carelessly knocking the chocolates and Цветы onto the floor, Ты kissed your messy-haired, green-eyed fiancé until he flipped Ты onto your back. Even then, neither of Ты could stop Поцелуи the other, but Arthur had something he wanted to say. Respecting his wishes, Ты halted your affections briefly. Straddling you, Arthur put a finger to your lips.
“Say it,” he quietly demanded, eyelids fluttering, “I want Ты to say it.”
“Say what?” Ты were confused. What had Ты been talking about?
“That Ты Любовь me,” Arthur bluntly supplied, “I want to hear it.”
Laughing lightly, Ты pulled him close to you, lips eagerly brushing against his ear, “I Любовь you, Arthur Kirkland. I want Ты to be mine, forever.” Before he could say it was so, Ты pushed your lips against his, claiming him eternally. “I Любовь you,” Ты repeated between kisses, “and if I’m not saying it with kisses, then Ты shall hear it until the день Ты die.”
Arthur moved his lips sensually against yours. “I’m going to hold Ты to that, Mrs. Kirkland.”
Shadowclan's new warriors:
Russia: a large muscular brown furred tom. Has
фиолетовый purple eyes, a white tuff of chest fur,
and has large long black razor sharp claws that
can rip apart the flesh of a twoleg with one hit
and has scars on his back.
China: A small lithe black tom with dark green
eyes. Has a smooth peice of мех hanging out from
the rest of his body and has sharp розовый claws and
has scars on his back and belly that his own
brother gave him.
England: A large brown and white spotted
tortishell tom. He has green eyes and has
strangly thick eye brows and has long thin claws.
America: Is a Large white tom cat with black
around his throat and tail. he has blue eyes and
has short dagger sharp claws.
France: A large handsome light furred tom with
darker blue eyes then America. has long pink
claws that can tear through cat's flesh.
Russia: a large muscular brown furred tom. Has
фиолетовый purple eyes, a white tuff of chest fur,
and has large long black razor sharp claws that
can rip apart the flesh of a twoleg with one hit
and has scars on his back.
China: A small lithe black tom with dark green
eyes. Has a smooth peice of мех hanging out from
the rest of his body and has sharp розовый claws and
has scars on his back and belly that his own
brother gave him.
England: A large brown and white spotted
tortishell tom. He has green eyes and has
strangly thick eye brows and has long thin claws.
America: Is a Large white tom cat with black
around his throat and tail. he has blue eyes and
has short dagger sharp claws.
France: A large handsome light furred tom with
darker blue eyes then America. has long pink
claws that can tear through cat's flesh.
Good news, fellow Хеталия fans!
Hetalia's official website recently announced that "Hetalia World Stars" is getting an Аниме adaptation.
Here's what has been revealed so far;
- World Stars is planned to start airing in April 2021.
- The adaptation is being made by Studio Deen, the same studio that made the Назад seasons.
- All of the voice actors for the Axis and Allies are returning. еще characters will be announced later.
- The designs are the same as the ones used for The Beautiful World and forward.
Hype!
Hetalia's official website recently announced that "Hetalia World Stars" is getting an Аниме adaptation.
Here's what has been revealed so far;
- World Stars is planned to start airing in April 2021.
- The adaptation is being made by Studio Deen, the same studio that made the Назад seasons.
- All of the voice actors for the Axis and Allies are returning. еще characters will be announced later.
- The designs are the same as the ones used for The Beautiful World and forward.
Hype!