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zakuramochi · 3 months

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AsaKiku Week Day 3: Food / Tea / Coffee

When I was reading the character profiles Himaruya wrote for England and Japan in the recent artbooks, both of them said they 'want to cook/try out food from around the world'!! I think it's so cute that they just want to travel the world eating various cuisine...

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#asakikuweek2024 #asakiku #arthur kirkland #kiku honda #hws japan #hws england #aph england #aph japan #mochimosaics #hetalia #axis powers ヘタリア #This is a queued post!!#I'm catching up on the days finally hahaha~#Sorry if there'll be too many posts in one day!

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hetalvetia · 3 months

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"If we suspend our disbelief, we'll play an alluring, frenzied capriccio!"

Silly detective arthur x ghost kiku au I had in my mind huehue

For @asakikuweek2024 — day 6: ghosts (spirits)

#asakikuweek2024 #asakiku #aph japan #aph england #lyrics from hey day capriccio by afterglow #my art 👍

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teh-inggris · 3 months

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Day 3: Food / Tea / Coffee

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i like drawing pointed ears for arthur but the way i styled him here made it look like hes a fae and kiku is an unknowing victim who accidentally stumbled to his abode (like alice in wonderland kinda thing) lmao

also i had to search about the anglo-japanese style wares to design the tea set for this but ended up searching for more than i needed tho lol anyways heres the link to them if youre interested:

#hws england #hws japan #asakiku #kikuasa #senart #asakikuweek2024

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disacurveball · 3 months

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Day 7: Free Day - 1960s

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It was free day yesterday! So I drew some of my designs for these two. I normally draw Arthur a bit more formal— but I’ve been thinking about London 1960s counterculture recently. My man’s was on the King’s Road at the Chelsea Drug Store constantly. And then, Kiku in da suit, Kiku in da suit, thank you.

Also forgive me it’s not entirely historically accurate because I wasn’t thinking this was 60s when I went into it.

#asakikuweek2024 #art #fanart #artists on tumblr #asakiku #engpan #hws England #hws japan #hetalia #hetalia fanart #historical hetalia #aph japan #aph England

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goodmorning-rigoberto · 3 months

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> Sugar sachets.

asakikuweek day 2: nostalgia.

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"Where can it be?" Arthur asked to himself in a distracted tone, concentrating on the task he had been given. The small closet barely illuminated by a the faint light of a bulb that hung inside and which did little to help in the search. "Bingo" he exclaimed when he found the desired object.

A warm blanket for Kiku who, with the drop in temperature, had begun to shiver while in his arms. They had been reading sitting on the couch in the living room, focused on their own world but enjoying each other's silent company. His host's head rested on his shoulder, breathing calmly, eyes moving in a continuous rhythm while he hungrily devoured the book in his hands.

Suddenly a slight shake coming from the other's body accompanied by the distant sound of the wind chime placed near the sliding door that led to the backyard in Kiku's traditional-style house. A house that Arthur liked to visit so much and that had a warmth very similar to his own in London. The kind of warmth you can only found in places where your presence is well received.

"Are you okay, luv?" he asked, putting aside his book to surround the foreign body with his arms and bring it closer in a hug.

"Yes, I'm just a little cold. That's it" basking in the other embrace, smiling. "I should go look for a blanket, it will rain soon" Kiku declared with that knowledge gained over the passage of time.

A very long time in which, as nations, they were destined to live and thanks to which many of them had become experts in predicting what every slight change in the weather may brought with it. Changes that once meant perhaps death, perhaps destruction. Air with the smell of gunpowder and the blood of his people; vibrations of the Earth that not only housed them geographically but also allowed their kind to share the same space as living beings. Now, in this fragile truce in which some territories found themselves (because they did not dare to call it "peace"), the changes in the airstream and the passing of the days only predicted mundane changes.

Simple changes in simple existences.

Making a move to get up to look for the aforementioned object, Kiku was stopped by the firm arms of his companion who still kept him wrapped in a hug. Smile still present, touched by that facet of the british's personality that only he was aware of.

"Don't worry, I'll go fetch it for you" always a proper gentleman, looking after and pampering him in everything possible. There was no reason to refuse.

That was the reason why he now found himself carefully removing some clothes from the closet to get what seemed like a fluffy blanket perfect for continuing to snuggle for a long, long time. Man with a mission. With a future reward in the form of the warmth so typical of his japanese lover, so soft and pleasant, waiting for him.

So focused on his daydreams about the way his bodies fit together perfectly like pieces of a custom-made watch, he didn't realize when his movements came upon what looked like an old shoe box tucked-in the very back of the closet. Contents spilling over the floor after falling gracelessly to the ground.

"Oh, crap" exclaimed quietly, shifting his attention from the fluffy blankets to the scattered papers to carefully take and return them to their place of origin without damaging any, quickly, as if it were covering up a crime. His movements stopping abruptly as he paid more attention to the papers in his hands; papers that were more than that: photos, short handwritten notes, letters and postcards.

His own handwriting on it.

Those were paragraphs written by him addressed to Kiku over the years. Without believing what he was seeing, his eyes began to sting as a result of a mixture of surprise and emotion, a big blow of love hitting him with the force that only the history between them can contain.

There was no way Kiku would have kept those fragments of time in a little shoebox like that.

But there they were, shining in his hands.

"Paris, France. 1934. Summer."

"Paris, France. 2015. Fall."

"Vienna, Austria. 1972. Summer."

"Connecticut, United States. 2002. Spring."

"London, United Kingdom. 1988. Winter."

Dates were written in neat Japanese, on empty sugar sachets. Sachets Arthur knew corresponded to the times when he had shared a coffee or tea with Kiku in a restaurant while they visited the aforementioned places. If he closed his eyes he could almost return to those dates and live it again.

"To my oldest friend."

"Dearest Kiku."

"Love, hope this letter finds you in good health..."

"...Can not wait for the moment in which we can be reunited, I'm counting the remaining days so I can be in your presence and hug you until my arms lose their strength..."

"As you might already be aware; the future of our alliance hangs by a very thin thread and I don't think you are oblivious to the predicament in which I find myself, as you might also know the dangers that..."

"From Essex with love, I wish you were here."

"Yours truly, Arthur Kirkland."

"Your most loyal ally, The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, Arthur Kirkland."

"With love, Arthur.

P. S. Don't forget to bundle up accordingly at night."

Reading all that in one place brought back the good times and the bad times. The pain they had exposed themselves by trying to keep afloat that relationship which at times felt suffocating and at others did nothing but bring tears to their eyes.

The birth of their love, the death of it.

The cold that accompanied their hearts during the Great Wars in which they served opposing sides, the looks of resentment, of forgiveness, of faith and again of love. A few years ago, Arthur had decided to write letters to his love, missives that in the past took months to arrive and for which he waited longer for a response; postcards from his travels, telegrams from ships when possible and texts just because.

Currently and with the technology of the world in which they lived, those fragments had become text messages in the mornings, calls between cabs to work or videocalls on weekends when both had the day off and wanted to feel in each other's company. Japan and the United Kingdom were still thousands of miles apart but their hearts lived inside each other.

He wasn't sure how much time he had spent reading his letters or looking at Kiku's beautiful face in the black and white photos kept in the box, until soft footsteps creating a tapping on the wooden floor announced someone was approaching. Returning him to the present in which he was supposed to be looking for a blanket to protect Kiku from the cold.

"Is everything all right, Arthur?" the black-haired man asked, crossing the threshold of his room. He had decided to go look for him given his uncharacteristic lateness.

"Ah! Yes, sorry honey, I'm..." caught red-handed, the blonde only managed to cover his blushing face with his hands, it was surely very rude of him to be watching private things "I'm...terribly sorry, the box fell off the closet and you see... this is not, you know. I'm really, really sorry."

As a response, Arthur felt soft hands helping to remove his own from his eyes. Kiku was kneeling in front of him with a gentle expression on his pretty face.

A soft kiss placed on the tip of his nose and then another on his forehead.

"It's ok, don't worry about it," replied, taking one of the sheets of paper that Arthur had arranged in a pile. "After all, these letters belong to you too."

The British's green and now watery eyes watching his every movement. Another kiss, this time on his lips. Full of emotion, a thousand feelings and the mutual understanding of the history that made up their lives. The recognition of his lowest moments and those that had led them to what they currently were. Nostalgia, suffering and a desire to eternally watch over the well-being of the contrary.

Standing up and brushing the knees of his pants, Kiku offered a hand to Arthur. He took it, after placing each and every one of the pieces of time inside the little box to take them back with him to the living. Back to today's world, back to the arms and warmth of Kiku Honda. His long-time ally, friend, the addressee of his letters, once his enemy in battle, and undoubtedly his one and only greatest love.

#asakikuweek2024 #asakiku #hws england #hws japan #excuse the errors or weird grammatical structures i originally wrote this in spanish (and english is not my first language)#hope you like it <3

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asakikuweek2024 · 4 months

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Asakiku Week 2024 Prompts!

24th: Family/ Journey/ Pets

25th:Royalty/ Nostalgia/ Fantasy

26th:Food/ Tea/ Coffee

27th:Modern AU/ Gakkuen (school) AU/ Islandol AU

28th: Color/ Needlework/ Flowers

29th Ghosts(Spirits)/ Crossover/ Isekai

30th: Free Day!

31st: Wedding/ Anniversary/ Alliance

#asakikuweek2024 #asakiku #You do not need to do all prompts (Pick one a day)#You do not need to do all days #If it's late send it in anyways #Late work accepted here!

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arthurhonda · 3 months

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Did I forget about creating anything for the week I’m HOSTING? Yes.

Am I still having fun? Yeah! I’m so happy Asakiku week is as popular as it is considering I hardly promoted it.

I do plan on at least one thing this week. And I shouldn’t kick myself, considering I did say late work was fine.

#crow caws #asakiku #hetalia #asakikuweek2024

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longingpolaris · 3 months

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Day 1: Family / Journey / Pets

@asakikuweek2024 💕

Models: まきがね / 不憫料理P Stage: NOB Accessory: ログ太 Effects: o_tamon / ミーフォ茜 / HariganeP / ikeno / うみ / jyoko / Y-Litost

#mmd #asakiku #hws japan #hws england #hetalia

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zakuramochi · 3 months

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AsaKiku Week Day 2: Royalty /Nostalgia / Fantasy

Hetalia Fantasia, one of the first canon AUs!! The fact that Hima decided that the island country duo should be magic users is so funny to me, hahaha! What's even more funny is that Kiku can't even heal LOL

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#asakiku #asakikuweek2024 #aph japan #aph england #arthur kirkland #kiku honda #hetalia #hws japan #hws england #axis powers ヘタリア #I should really stop taking naps before uploading I END UP OVERSLEEPING EVERYTIME...#I should really use the queue function #mochimosaics

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zakuramochi · 3 months

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AsaKiku Week Day 4: Modern AU / Gakuen AU / Islandol AU

Islandol (Island + Idol) AU is most likely the most popular setting for these two (in the JP fandom at least!) They even have their own virtual concerts set up by fans, it's so cool! I recommend giving this and this a listen to see how perfectly their voices fit together~ @asakikuweek2024

#mochimosaics #asakiku #asakikuweek2024 #arthur kirkland #kiku honda #aph japan #aph england #hws japan #hetalia #axis powers ヘタリア #Everytime i listen to their hetalian jet duet I CRY!!#especially at the interlude #I'm so behind on ASKK week!! Sorry;;;#I'll catch up though please forgive me #hws england

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zakuramochi · 3 months

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AsaKiku Week Day 1: Family / Journey / Pets

Spy x Family parody featuring Arthur, Kiku and Peter! I really love those AUs where they all live together as a family... it's so heartwarming and soft!! Please just be a found family trope forever

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#mochimosaics #asakiku #asakikuweek2024 #arthur kirkland #kiku honda #aph japan #aph england #hws england #hws japan #peter kirkland #aph sealand #AKSLJDJKF TFW I ENDED UP POSTING THIS LATER THAN I INTENDED BECAUSE I DECIDED TO DRAW MORE DOODLES LOLLLL

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hetalvetia · 3 months

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"I wonder if you're somewhere, watching the same moon as it wanes before the rising sun."

Somewhat inspired by that one photo that included a British soldier and a Japanese soldier holding hands which briefly blew up on Japanese Twitter lol. Wish I could find it again.

For @asakikuweek2024 — day 2: nostalgia

#asakikuweek2024 #asakiku #aph england #aph japan #my art 👍#quote is from Grey and Blue by kenshi yonezu btw ! ♥︎#also dont think too much about the outfits

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hetalvetia · 3 months

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