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((To anyone who still follows this account, I'm so sorry that there has been no content in almost 5(?) years. It was a really short lived ask blog, more than likely my own fault since I had been lax in answering questions. As far as I know, Tora hasn't even checked this blog in as long as I have. I still love scotcan, I will always love scotcan, but I am sorry that this blog has been inactive for so long. ~Scotmun))

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St. Andrew's Day

Title: St. Andrew’s Day

Summary: Everything was prepared. He wasn’t used to doing this, so maybe it wasn’t quite perfect. Regardless, Matthew figured it was close enough for the Scot’s tastes. Now all he had to do was wait.

Pairing: Fluffy!ScotCan ( Scotland|Canada )

[ Canada!Admin: I decided I wanted to write a one-shot for Scotland's birthday. Enjoy~! ]

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Today was St. Andrew’s Day. The day the Scottish people celebrated their patron saint. This was also the day Roth celebrated his birthday…

… That is if he would ever celebrate it.

There were no decorations adorning the walls or the table. No balloons, no enormous amount of people waiting in the living room or kitchen. It was just Matthew, sitting alone at the dining table. Roth knew he was coming, though the younger man hadn’t specified when. As proof of that, the redhead had left a note, addressed to the Canadian, on the fridge. The contents were basic: he’d just stepped out to get a few things and would be back soon. It was signed in a script that was truly uniquely Roth’s own.

Despite the man’s rough demeanor, the Scotsman’s handwriting was anything but. The blonde couldn’t help but compare it to satin. He held the pen with a good bit of pressure, but it was consistent, and the lines smoothly flowed one into another. Matthew glanced down at the paper in his hand again. Yes… dark satin was what it reminded him of. Seeing the signature at the bottom made his lips twitch into a gentle smile.

Glancing at the clock again, Matthew sighed softly. It’d been fifteen minutes since he’d arrived. The Scot was sure to be home soon. Shifting a bit in his chair, the blonde bent his knees, crossing his legs at his ankles beneath the chair. His arms felt a bit empty without Kumajirou to hold on to. He’d let the small bear go not long after arriving at Roth’s house. The creature insisted on seeing Nessie. It was surprising how well the two got along.

Glancing back at the table, the Canuck realized he hadn’t really brought much: just a plate of cookies, a small cake, and a wrapped parcel. Still, he was sure the Scotsman would insist it was more than enough…

The cookies were specifically shortbread “biscuits” Matthew corrected himself. He was in the United Kingdom right now after all… Nonetheless, they were a traditional shortbread recipe that Roth had given him many years ago. However, the blonde didn’t stop there. On top of each of the biscuits, Matthew had added a thin layer of maple icing that he typically used with a bunt cake. The result was really quite delicious, the Canuck was proud to admit. He’d gotten most of his culinary skills from Francis after all, he knew his way around the kitchen rather well…

Speaking of which, the cake was also a traditional Scottish recipe that Matthew had managed to dig up. A honey and whiskey cake with a butter frosting that the younger man was fairly sure Roth would approve of. He’d tried a test run of the cake last week only to have it scarfed up nearly entirely by his dear brother Alfred. Matthew was pretty sure he’d only gotten one slice of that cake… Regardless, that was proof enough for him that it must’ve at least been decent.

Finally, the parcel… The Canadian was never quite sure of what to get the redheaded Kirkland. It always took him hours upon hours of thought to come up with something to give the man. He had never been a very materialistic person, neither of them had, which tended to make giving the other gifts a bit of a challenge. He’d succeeded all the same though. He just hoped Roth would like it…

The opening of the front door caused Matthew to jump slightly. The Canadian got to his feet when he heard the Scotsman slipping off his boots. He started heading for entryway of the kitchen to greet the other.

“’Re ye ‘n th’ k’tchen, Mattie?” he called out to the blonde who hadn’t quite made it to the threshold. It wasn’t very difficult to recognize the extra pair of shoes at the door.

Matthew, who had made it to the entryway, rested his shoulder against the doorframe of the kitchen as he smiled at the other, “Yeah, I’m right here.”

Getting the second boot off with little effort, Roth tilted his head up and greeted the younger nation with a small, crooked grin, “So ye are.”

The Canadian gave a short, airy laugh, waving one of his hands slightly, “So I am. Happy birthday, Roth,” Matthew smiled gently at the other.

Picking back up the previously discarded bag from his shopping trip, the Scottish man strode over to him, slipping his free arm around Matthew’s waist. “Don’ remind me…” he chuckled softly, pressing his forehead to the younger male’s. “Bu’ thanks, laddie,” Roth added, offering the blonde one of his rare, gentle smiles.

“Of course,” Matthew answered, kissing the redhead’s nose in response. He really did love that smile of his. It had a tendency to leave him breathless.

“So th’n,” Roth cleared his throat, removing his arm from the other’s waist. “Wha’ exac’ly did ye ‘ave planned fer taday?” he asked, setting the bag down on the kitchen counter.

The Canuck slipped over to the table to retrieve the parcel he’d wrapped. “Nothing really. I just made some sweets for you,” Matthew gestured toward the table.

“Oh?” Roth turned his head to glance at the table. “Well lookit tha’,” the Scot chuckled, inspecting the confections. “Is tha’…? Ye made a whisky an’ honey cake?” the redhead asked, one of his thick eyebrows arched curiously.

Matthew nodded, “I did. And-ah, the shortbread biscuits were made from the recipe you gave me. I just added the maple icing for a personal touch I guess,” he continued with a small shrug, a light dusting a pink settling over his cheeks.

A low, amused chuckle emitted from Roth’s throat, “Yer blushin’, kiddo.”

The Canadian’s blush only darkened after having it pointed out. Pointedly ignoring that fact however, Matthew offered out the wrapped parcel to his boyfriend. “This is for you, too.”

Roth blinked a few times at the small, rectangular object that was being offered out to him. Grasping the offered parcel, he examined it carefully. The box was about seven-by-seven centimeters, and four centimeters tall. It seemed to have a solid weight to it as well… “Do ye wan’ me ta open it n’w?” he questioned, running one of his thumbs over the smooth wrapping paper.

“If you’d like,” Matthew answered with a nod, his blush still remaining.

Deciding he’d rather know than not, the older nation tore off the wrapping paper to reveal a glossy black box. After finding the seam, Roth carefully flipped open the lid to see what exactly the younger man had gotten him. The sight caused a bit of air to get stuck in his throat. “Sh’t, Mattie… Wh’re did ye even…?”

Removing the object with a good deal of care, the redhead marveled silently at the beautifully engraved pocket-watch in his hands. It was obviously made of silver, with intricate, thistle designs engraved on the face cover. The chain was also silver and about thirty centimeters in length. Pressing the nub located atop the winding mechanism, Roth opened the cover to inspect the face of the watch. Roman numerals were placed around the center, along with multiple smaller dials to keep track of the date. It was truly a lovely pocket-watch.

Matthew was silent, observing as his boyfriend inspected his gift. Once the other’s emerald eyes flicked up to meet his, the quiet Canuck spoke tentatively, “Do you like it?”

Slipping his free hand around the smaller man’s waist, which earned him a startled noise from the blonde, Roth pulled Matthew into a gentle hug. Grinning crookedly, the Scot spoke against the other’s neck, “It’s a beaut’. I love i’,” he thanked, pressing his lips to the skin he found.

Matthew blushed brighter before wrapping his arms around the other man’s neck and shoulders. “I’m glad. It took me forever to figure out something to get you.”

“Ya know I’d be ‘appy wit’ anythin’ I git from ye,” Roth spoke honestly, raising his head to rest his forehead against Matthew’s. Pocket-watch still in hand, the redhead slipped his other arm around the Canadian’s back.

“I know,” the blonde smiled shyly up at his boyfriend.

“Good,” Roth chuckled, tilting his head to press a short, firm kiss to the other’s lips.

After the short kiss, Matthew’s fingers toyed with the fine hairs located at the base of the Scotsman’s neck. “So,” he spoke, filling the content silence. “It’s your birthday. What would you like to do?”

A wicked, crooked grin spread across the redhead’s face that caused a longing jolt up the Canadian’s spine. “Do ye really ‘ave to ask me tha’, Mattie?” he teasingly questioned. “I would’ve figured ye’d ventured a guess b’ n’w,” he chuckled, just barely catching sight of the blush that continued to spread across Matthew’s cheeks before pressing an evocative kiss against the younger’s lips.

Both knew this was going to be a good birthday.

[ask-nasty-seychelles-blog]

Scotland ;; "Aye kid, we're very similar, is what I meant." -amused, dropping the accent some- "Though, you're right, that is the right answer." -shakes head-

- and also WOW, I can read now! /typical Adele mode/

/typical Adele #2/

[askscotcan]

I dont know which I hate more you two together or America and England. Both make me sick.

Matthew Williams (Canada): Oh? Is that so? [/Small laugh] Think what you will. Our relationship has faced quite a bit of disapproval from multiple fronts. And guess what? We're still here. The last thing I need is your approval.

[ Canada Admin: [/Laughs] I'm almost starting to think these hate!anons just want pictures. Regardless, here you go~ XP A special guest appearance from Alfred and Arthur. I'm actually rather enjoyed drawing this picture. Enjoy these four characters flashing their inverse V-signs and middle fingers; the translation is the same. I do hope you've got a bucket ready in case you vomit, hate!anon... ]

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[ Canada Admin: Woot~ We've reached 100+ followers! You guys are so awesome~ I apologize I haven't answered any questions today, but I did do a quick sketch and coloring of Devil!Scotland. "Rev" is the name he goes by, as it's safer for a devil to use an alias. In the verse S!A and I use, actual names are a form of power over a devil/angel, so he chooses to go by a nickname instead. I did this mainly to compare Scotland with Devil!Scotland. As you can see... they're very similar ^.^0 The main difference is their eye color... ]

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[ Canada Admin: I apologize for not having been on for a while >.< College has kept both me and S!A pretty busy as she already mentioned. Finals are coming up and such, so we've had an interesting time trying to juggle this and homework >_>0 Anywho, this is one of the final projects I did for the drawing class S!A and I are in. I think I've put about seven hours into this sucker, so I'm actually rather happy with how it turned out~ ^.^

The original photo can be found at http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=Scotland+cosplay#/d506mmh

Back to the matter at hand however... We should be back on more often come Christmas break. We'll actually have time again ^_^0 Thanks again for all the love guys~! ]

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Matthew Williams (Canada): About what my vision looks like up-close without my glasses. I'm far-sighted, so... everything up close gets very unfocused.

[ Canada Admin: I have a fondness for this head-canon. In correspondence, I think the U.S. is near-sighted. It makes perfect sense in this tangled mess of a brain of mine... ^_^0 ]

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[ Canada Admin: In reaction to our hate!anon, here, have angry!Scotland. ]

Matthew Williams (Canada): For those who aren't familiar with Highland-Scottish, "Gie th' buck it," pretty much translates as "Get the fuck out."

...

No really, hate!anon. Get the fuck out.

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canada why do you love scotland?

Matthew Williams (Canada): Where shall I start? [/Laughs softly, blushing lightly] I don't think I can cut it down to anything less than everything. At have to admit at first I was a little bit nervous around Roth, but despite that, I still liked him. People kept telling me, Arthur in particular once he realized his brother and I were dating, that Scotland was bad news and I'd only end up hurt. After having had the man live with me for eighty years though, I found that hard to believe. Everyone had always described him as someone with this terrible temper and abusive personality. Like he'd tear me apart from the inside-out or something. (Which is just ridiculous by the way.) Yes, his temper does get the better of him some days, but people aren't like that for no reason. And not once in Scotland's time living with me had he hurt me. Roth's genuinely kind when I'm around him, and he's honestly been nothing but gentle with me. The man he is truly is someone he doesn't show to many. The fact he's so honest and open around me is an incredible privilage that I'm terribly grateful for.In turn, I feel I can simply be myself around him as well. He's honestly interested in what I have to say and listens to me ramble about anything and everything. He asks for my opinion on matters and honestly takes what I say to heart. Generally, that's something most people don't, or won't, do for me. I have a lot of fun being around him and really enjoy his company. He understands me better than I ever thought anyone could.Also, Roth has been there for me more than anyone else. He's listens to me and even goes out of his way to help me overcome many of my personal issues. He's helped me gain a new confidence in myself that I've never had before. Scotland knows and acknowledges the distinct differences between my brother, America, and I. Not once has he ever mistaken me for Alfred, and I'm confident that he won't. There's so much Roth has done for me that I don't think I'll ever be able to properly thank him for. And beyond that there's so many more reasons I love him. I'd probably end up going on for days if I tried to list everything. But generally, I love him because I think he's a wonderful person, which more people would realize if they just gave him a chance. He has plenty of faults, but so do I. He accepts me with mine, and I accept him with his. We just try to keep helping each other overcome them along the way, which is part of what love is all about.

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The only reason Scotland would ever be with you is because you remind him of France during their 3 century alliance, he'd never really love you for you. You're nothing more than just a replacement.

Roth Kirkland ( Scotland ) ;; "... well, then." Looks annoyed, frowning deeply. "I really don't think ye 'ave th' right ta say who I like 'nd why, do ye, anon?" He hisses through his teeth. "Ye don't know anythin' about me, if ye think I'm th' type of person ta compare friends 'nd loved ones, and settle for someone else, if I truly cared about another person more." Roth looks annoyed, glaring. "... France was a good ally of mine fer years, but that doesn't mean I ever cared about him like that. Let me explain a little somethin' fer ye: Our motto was somethin' akin to 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend.' We joined together as a team ta try ta fight England, because we both hated th' brat at that time... least, that's the summery of it. I hung 'round him when I was a wee lil brat, as well as a few others... but I've never cared about him that way, nor 'ave I ever compared Matthew to him in more then a joking manner." Annoyed."Example? I've joked with Mattie that his 'French was showing,' because when he starts actin' French, it's funny to point out that he is actin' a lil like th' man who helped raise him. But, I'll 'ave ye know, I am not settling for someone else by choosing Matthew over Francis." Roth looks annoyed still as he shakes his head. "I would never use Mattie like that, fer one. Th' lads been through enough shit of people comparin' him ta this asshole or th' next. Fer two, we already explained how our relationship came ta be, 'nd... frankly? I didn't see anything about Frenchy in there at all, did ye?" Roth's eyebrow visibly twitches now, as he closes his eyes and looks downwards. "... don't ye ever fuckin' dare call someone I love a replacement, or try ta give them any reason to think they 're lesser to me then they 're. Ye 'ave no right. 'nd I won't stand fer ye insultin' him by tellin' him things like that, or insultin' me by sayin' I would replace anyone I loved, by choosin' th' second best."

A moment of silence, and Roth opens his emerald eyes again. "Let me tell ye this: I choose Matthew Williams, because he honestly gives a damn 'bout what the hell happens ta me, 'nd because I honestly care 'bout him as well. I do, in fact, love him Anon. Don't ye ever dare accuse me of anythin' less."(( Scotland Admin ;; Roth insisted on taking this one, despite the fact that it was more aimed towards Matthew. It was insulting and it angered him. But, I guess it's official, we're an acknowledged ask-blog now. We're receiving Anon hate-mail. -sighs- ^_^; [However, Canada Admin is drawing the picture of this for me. -smiles- Will add when finished. :'3] ))

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[ Canada Admin: It's official, we're a real blog now. [/Laughs] We have anon hate mail ^.^0 ]

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What did you think of each other when you first met?

Matthew Williams (Canada): Whoa... he's tall. And his hair is a really pretty red. His eyes are green too... and his eyebrows are similar to England's... [/continues rambling].

{Eh heh... yeah, his appearance was unusual compared to what I was used to [/laughs softly]. His red hair was probably the most striking of his features for me. It's the one that stuck with me the best as well...}

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[ Canada Admin: I'd like to think my drawing skills are improving bit by bit... This didn't take nearly as long as I thought it might [/chuckles]. I'll be posting the coloring of it once I finish. If we can get some more asks, I might feel ambitious enough to post a one-shot to go with it~ XP ]

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Tagged Because Reasons

Rule 1: Post the rules Rule 2: Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post and make eleven new ones. Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them to the post. Rule 4: Let them know they’ve been tagged!

Questions for Those Tagged... 1. What is the most random questions that you've wanted to be asked, but never have been? 2. If you could be ANYTHING, what would you be? Why? 3. How long do you generally stay active in a fandom? 4. If you could kidnap one character from a show/movie, who would it be? (Yes, fictional or otherwise.) 5. What is your favorite anime/manga that not many people have heard of? 6. Who is your favorite artist? Why? 7. Do you play any instruments? If so what? If not, would you like to? 8. If you could live in any place during any era, where and when would it be? 9. If you had to lose one of your five senses, which would it be and why? 10. If the people in your OTP were incapable of being together, for whatever reason, who could you accept them with? 11. What do you think of when you see jello?

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Scotland ;; "Well, yer an interestin' lass... One of th' ones Frenchie 'nd Bunny-boy raised..." -curious- "Well, lassy, if ye 'ad ta pick a favorite between th' two that raised ye, who would it be?"

- Easy to guess!

I love those two idiots like bitchesandmaniacswhowannarapealltheircolonies friends and family.

But 1) I don't LOVE them, 2) I CAN'T CHOOSE ONE

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Scotland ;; "Good spunk, kid." -shakes head, grinning- "Sounds like an answer I'd use myself." -snickers- "I think I'm goin' ta like ye."

- Or you mean that we're the same? /doesn't really catch the accent/

((my brain is dead now. sometimes goes hard to translate ++))