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Magical Scones

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Greetings. My name is Arthur Kirkland, Also known as The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, but that's a bit tedious. If you have any questions, please hesitate to ask.

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I track the tag "magicalscones" (no hyphen)

Independent RP blog for Arthur Kirkland (APH England) run by Emma (polarnd)

Relationship status: Single

M!A status: None

All relationships will be AU unless otherwise specified.



Headcanons
Emma's personal






aph england is fucking dead

brb

minimelia:

magical-scones:

minimelia replied to your post: if i unfollowed you just now its nothing personal…

gurl if u unfollowed me ima whoop u

last i checked u werent spamming my dash with nothing but destiel porn

u better not of unfollowed my personal

i would be very sad

am i even following your personal in the first place

minimelia replied to your post: if i unfollowed you just now its nothing personal…

gurl if u unfollowed me ima whoop u

last i checked u werent spamming my dash with nothing but destiel porn

if i unfollowed you just now its nothing personal just

too……..much………destiel porn…………………………………………….

cettefillefrancaise:

magical-scones:

cettefillefrancaise:

I—

… I just wanted to see you again.

[He just kinda]

[Freezes]

…Marie…

[Sighs]

…You know we will… Probably never go back to how we were, right?

…—

[Clenches her jaw]

[Finally turns to face him]

I realize that, Arthur.

But that does not mean that I automatically want nothing to do with you anymore.

… I’ve known you for too long to do that.

[Arthur recognizes the stern tone in his voice from when they were very young and he rubs his face in his hands before sighing]

Its just hard for me at the moment to try to have a friendship with you right now.

I’m not saying it will never happen.  I know it will someday.  Its just hard to look at you right now without all the memories of what used to be flooding back through my head, the good AND the bad.

I didn’t WANT to leave, Marie.  I honestly didn’t.  If I could have stayed and we could have worked things out, I wouldn’t be in this position right now.

cettefillefrancaise:

I—

… I just wanted to see you again.

[He just kinda]

[Freezes]

…Marie…

[Sighs]

…You know we will… Probably never go back to how we were, right?

minimelia:

magical-scones:

[Arthur smiled and let her feed him.  He closed his eyes as he chewed before swallowing]

Thank you, Amelia.

[He patted her head and took another piece for himself, watching her enjoy the fruit.]

[She smiled, eating more of the fruit. Let’s just say the juice was getting all over her. Thank god she was wearing a dark color today.]

[After a couple minutes, she pushes the fruit away from her.] 

All done!

[Arthur just kind of winces at all the sticky residue on the wood table, not to mention all over her shirt.  He’ll clean that up later, right now, all he really wanted was to make her happy.]

Ah, good!  Do you want anything else from the fridge?

he-wants-the-doitsu:

SOMETIMES I FORGET HOW MUCH I LOVE THE DELICIOUS TOMATO SONG AND THEN I LISTEN TO IT AND I JUST WANT TO DANCE AND RUN AROUND AND LAUGH AND SING AND JUST APPRECIATE ALL THAT IS ROMANO

minimelia:

magical-scones:

minimelia:

magical-scones:

minimelia:

magical-scones:

minimelia replied to your post: [Kind of just] [Stares at him]

[Maybe shell come over and tug on his pants] [Yeah shell do that]

[And he’ll just swoop down and pick her up and sigh]

You need something, darling?

[She nods, patting her tummy]

Yummies.

You want something to eat?

What would you like?  I’ve got some fruit in the fridge, if you want it.

[She smiles and nods]

Yes, please!

Alrighty then!

[He smiles and sets her in a chair before getting out a small container of cut watermelon from the fridge and setting it in front of her]

Be careful, now, you don’t want to get your clothes all sticky.

[She watches him get the food, a little bit scared to sit down. The table was a bit high for her. When he returned and opened the container, she brightened up. Watermelon— her favorite. She picks up a small piece and puts it in her mouth, chewing it with a smile. She picks up another piece and offers it to Arthur.]

[Arthur smiled and let her feed him.  He closed his eyes as he chewed before swallowing]

Thank you, Amelia.

[He patted her head and took another piece for himself, watching her enjoy the fruit.]