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#could be read as tsundere if you squint ngl
jasontoddsneighbour · 2 years
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Coming out of the closet? Why don't you come inside and give me a smooch instead, huh? A nice hug and cuddles on the hoodies pile? Tch.
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Okay, I just want to share a few things when it comes to Arthur, because while he's not a favorite in my books, I still rather like him (I have a lot of characters like that, I think, I should probably make a list at some point).
- I just have to say, I've heard stories and read the older fanfics, and I am so glad that most of the fandom has shifted from *uwu tsundere bottom baby* to grumpy bastard, rat of a man, because one is just gross, like, c'mon guys, and one is Good™ and not fetishizing
- More punk England!!! Please!!! Not just the official artwork with a plain, vaguely could be leather if you squint and a union jack bandana! Get this man some crust pants! Bad hair dye jobs done at three am with the cheapest stuff he could 'borrow'! You hc that nations can heal really fast? Then what about him getting new piercings every other week and not having to deal with letting old ones close over? We know he's a bad drunk, then go with that! You've got OPTIONS! Britpunk is a thing for a reason, so please, don't just ignore the opportunity!
- Okay, I know canonically, Arthur can't cook, but consider this, he still can't cook but he can make a few things really well. Like, there's no way in hell he could fry an egg, but he can make some amazing biscuits* that even Francis can't say are bad
- Something tells me that he's the kind of person to cross stitch rather aggressive but really pretty messages and hang them up around his house. Like, you open the front door and look thd the left and there's just an embroidery hoop with pretty flowers and an intricate butterfly, but it just says "go fuck yourself", and there's a special one just for Francis in the bathroom that's a frog with 12 different shades of green and his hair and just says "Hurry up and stop eye-fucking yourself in the mirror". I think he's rather proud of them, and everyone else wants to hate them but they can't help but wonder why he makes them with such craftsmanship just to insult people
- Clothing-wise, it's just sweater vests and slacks, so many fucking sweather vests and slacks. Even during Christmas parties when people ask him to wear an ugly sweater, it's still a sweater vest. He's got an entire closet full of the damn things arranged by when and where he plans to wear them, because he can't color coodinate for shit but will try his best to match the occasion
- I feel like he would have a small songbird, I think he'd end up with it because someone just dumped it on him, but then he ended up keeping it and growing rather fond of the small bird. Francis would probably tease the hell out of him for it, and Arthur would bite back that his bird was better than Pierre, and it'd start a fight. But all in all, he can't help but appreciate it's singing while his reading or working on embroidery.
*I know that it's just the British term for cookies, but biscuits in my head are more shortbread and nice, crispy, and snappy cookies. Ngl they just make me think of old people cookies, but not in a bad way, old people do have some really good choices when it comes to sweets (I would die for black licorice jelly beans, ribbon candy, and coffee werthers, don't @ me [also, cut candy corn and mello creme pumkins some slack, they don't deserve to be insulted so much])
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