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hkxice · 1 year

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Sitting here tonight, I wondered if your skies were just as bright and beautiful.

#i was going to put something in the negatives spaces but i got lazy sorry #hongice #aph hong kong #aph iceland #drawings #hws hong kong #hws iceland #hongiceweek2022

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hongiceweek · 2 years

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HongIce Week Dates and Prompts

Day 1 November 14: Games & Movies / Tea & Coffee

Day 2 November 15: Families / Dorks

Day 3 November 16: Long distance relationship / First kiss

Day 4 November 17: Fireworks & Northern Lights / Music

Day 5 November 18: Fantasy / Royalty

Day 6 November 19: School / Jealousy

Day 7 November 20: Friends (or enemies) to lovers / Free day

Thank you for voting and supporting! Check Rules

The most voted week was also the week most people can’t. So the event will be held the second most voted because it had no votes against.

Thanks for your nice comments in the survey.

and be careful when you stand on chairs.

#hongice #hongiceweek #hongiceweek2022

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gybas-blog · 2 years

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HongIce week interest check!

So... I've decided to try to host an event and this ship deserves more love.

If you're interested, you can fill this survey

If you're not, please reblog to spread the message.

If there's enough people, I'll make a side blog for the event.

@hetaliahappenings @heta-on-the-books @nsfhetalia

#hongice #hongiceweek #hongiceweek2022 #aph hong kong #hws hong kong #aph iceland #hws iceland #hetalia event #hongice week

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lola-legendary · 1 year

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@hongiceweek

Day 2: Families! Yeah, this is just a headcanon dump…

Summary:

Somehow, the Nordics, the Southeast Asians and their respective families were persuaded to meet each other on the account of their dating youngest.

And it was not pretty.

Full fic under the cut as well!

Somehow, the Nordics, the Southeast Asians and their respective families were persuaded to meet each other on the account of their dating youngest.

And it was not pretty.

America and Russia are at it again, cat-fighting as Hanatamago watches awkwardly. Finland and Sweden silently observes.

‘You should stop ‘em,’ Sweden mumbles like usual.

Finland rolls his eyes in response. ‘They call you “Mama”, they would listen to you more.

Sweden sighs and gets up, walking towards the fighting brothers, pulling them apart. ‘Knock it off, boys, we have guests.’

‘Sorry, Mama,’ both respond, pulling apart. Russia goes to converse with Sealand and Ladonia, his little brothers, while America moves to tend to Åland.

Norway casually eats a stick of butter. Taiwan stares at him. ‘How the heck do you stay so thin?’

‘Magic,’ Norway responds shortly. Taiwan is suspicious but leaves it at that.

Canada and Macau are playing cards. Canada is losing horribly.

‘You shouldn’t play cards with the “Las Vegas of the Orient”,’ North Korea comments dryly.

‘If this was hockey I’d kick your asses,’ Canada retorts.

‘Yes, yes you would,’ Macau defuses the situation. ‘Got any sevens?’

Canada groans and hands over the cards.

Meanwhile, Japan is drinking tea with Vietnam as South Korea is attempting to grope China again.

‘500 yen that China will hit South with his wok,’ Japan mumbles.

Loud clang.

‘And there it is.’

Denmark and Thailand seem to be having a competition to see who can shove the most stuff in their hair.

Far away from the commotion, Hong Kong and Iceland are watching this unfold.

‘Why did we ever agree to this?’ Hong Kong sighs.

‘So no one will notice me doing this,’ Iceland says slyly, kissing Hong Kong on the lips.

Hong Kong returns the kiss feverently, lips moving against the platinum blond.

The sound of a throat being cleared is heard, and the teens pull apart, embarrassed.

Most look disgusted or embarrassed, and Japan and Taiwan are taking a billion photos.

‘Dudes, get a room!’ America shouts, breaking the tension.

Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

#Hongice week #Hongice #Hongiceweek2022 #Yeah no I’m not tagging everyone

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hkxice · 1 year

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Fooling around.

#sorry the perspective is effed #hongice #aph hong kong #aph iceland #drawings #hws hong kong #hws iceland #hongiceweek2022

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hkxice · 1 year

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Ice tea, hot coffee

#i'm sorry i missed hongice week ;-;#i didn't know it was a thing #i want to make something for a few of the prompts #hongice #aph hong kong #aph iceland #hws hong kong #hws iceland #this is mixed media #drawings #hetalia #hongiceweek2022 #eh i kinda don't wanna use the other tags...

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lola-legendary · 1 year

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@hongiceweek

Day 3: Long distance relationships

Emil frowned. Why wasn’t Leon picking up the phone?

Emil had chosen to call Leon before going to bed, it being 9:00 at night in Iceland.

‘Pick up the goddamn phone,’ Emil growled, disconnecting and calling again.

Brring, brring. No response.

‘Did he get his phone confiscated?’ Emil wondered, confused. His mind immediately flashed to the worst possible scenarios. Maybe he’d set off fireworks in the house again. Or he’d gotten lost where there was no signal. Or maybe he was…

‘Stop that,’ Emil scolded himself. ‘His phone probably just ran out of juice. Yes, that’s it.’

‘Hello?’ Leon mumbled.

‘Why didn’t you pick up? I was so worried!’ Emil exclaimed.

‘Emil, it’s, like, 5 am here. Why are you calling this early?’

Oh.

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lola-legendary · 1 year

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As I am technically still on time according to my time zone, you are not allowed to comment.

‘But mooooommmm,’ Emil whined. ‘Why can’t I just choose someone I want?’

‘Because this alliance with the Sinosphere is vital. Remember, this isn’t just for you, it’s for your kingdom.’

Emil sighed. He hated this. He hated this entirely.

‘Leon, talk to me,’ Arthur called.

Leon ignored him.

‘Leon,’ his father tried again.

Silence.

Arthur sighed. ‘Leon, please.’

‘Jia Long, aru, please.’ Great, now his mom was here too. Awesome.

Leon cracked the door open. ‘Like, what is it?’

‘Can you let us in? We need to talk,’ Arthur responded.

Leon opened the door and his parents walked in, Arthur sitting in his study chair. Instead of sitting on the armchair like Leon thought he would, Yao took a seat on his bed, patting the mattress next to him.

Leon obeyed before asking, ‘Why, mama? I thought you’d know…’

Yao smiled softly, a mother’s face of understanding. ‘Trust me, Jia Long, aru. This is important for all of us, for future trading and allies.’ He lowered his voice. ‘Plus, he’s really cute.’

‘Mama!’ Leon squealed in embarrassment.

‘He’s right,’ Arthur said briskly, always the diplomat. ‘This is important for the future. Don’t you remember that old proverb from your place?’

Leon sighed (A.N: they seem to be sighing a lot in this fic). ‘Country before myself, yes I remember. But didn’t Confucius say not to do anything you wouldn’t wish on yourself?’

‘It’s a necessary sacrifice,’ Arthur replied, dismissing it.

Leon rolled his eyes. ‘Fine.’

Emil looked at Lukas. ‘Do I have to do this?’

‘Yes.’ Lukas replied firmly. No waver, no way to convince him otherwise.

Sitting by his parents’ side, it was a tense wait for the others to arrive.

The family of his future bride.

He had no verbal description of her (at least he thought it would be a her) apart from the fact that ‘they looks pretty much the same as their mother’ and he was quite nervous, to be frank.

Footsteps coming down the hall signified their arrival, and Emil sat up straighter.

The door was pushed open, and a man with blond hair and hilariously bushy eyebrows stepped into the room, followed by a feminine-looking figure with straight brown hair tied up in the typical Sinosphere way.

Then he came in, and Emil had to hold back a gasp.

He had his mother’s brown hair and amber eyes that seemed to see everything. He had his father’s eyebrows, but a lot less exaggerated. He wore an expression of boredom and almost-apathy, which shifted slightly when he looked at Emil dead in the eyes, causing a soft blush to spread across both their faces.

In short, he was beautiful. It was undeniable. He looked like an angel sent from heaven - nothing short of perfect.

Leon thought he was having a seizure. Smooth silver hair that looked like sea foam and lavender eyes, serious and mysterious, as if they were drawing him in.

Begging him to come.

They locked gazes and holy hell he was sexy. As they watched each other both of them started blushing.

Wait, he was blushing? Did he like him too?

‘I see you making goo-goo eyes, cut it out,’ Arthur whispered in his ear, snapping him out of his stupor. Across the room, King Lukas slapped the cute prince across the face. ‘Stop staring.’

Emil rubbed his sore cheek. He’d been staring at the hot prince and had to be slapped to remind him to behave properly. How humiliating.

‘Leon, this is Emil. Emil, Leon.’

The hot prince, Leon, waved. ‘Hi.’

Emil waved awkwardly in return.

‘I think they’ll be perfect for each other,’ King Arthur was saying. ‘Do you want to go somewhere else to talk?’

Emil nodded. ‘Sure.’

Leon took a seat in an armchair in the library. Emil took the seat across him directly.

‘Alright, I’m Emil, but you already knew that, so I don’t know why I said that, but moving on. I’m curious, how old are you?’

‘You have nice eyes,’ Leon blurted before clapping his hands over his mouth. ‘Please tell me I didn’t just say that.’

‘You did,’ Emil responded.

‘I thought I told you not to tell me that.’

‘What would you rather I say?’