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""I am not a kid anymore!""
(Iceland)
# Statistics
Favourites: 19; Deviations: 0; Watchers: 99
Watching: 135; Pageviews: 5074; Comments Made: 1025; Friends: 135
# Interests
Other Interests: Licorice# About me
Human Name: Emil SteilssonAge: 16-17
Gender: Male
Birthday: June 17
Eye Color: Purple
Hair Color: White
Height: Short/ Just as tall as an average teenager
Family:
Norway, Denmark, Finland, Sweden
(Ask to be added. ^w^)
Appearance: Iceland has silver-white hair, described as being somewhat tousled or "bed-headed," as well as "mysterious" and that it "curls inward"He wears a deep brown military jacket, a white dress shirt with a ribbon tie underneath, deep brown straight-legged pants, and white half-laced boots. He also sports a pair of white gloves.
He's usually seen with a Puffin-like bird, which sometimes sports a pink bow-tie. Himaruya revealed in Volume 3 that his puffin's name is "Mr. Puffin," and what differentiates him from normal puffins is his black belly and pink bow-tie. Mr. Puffin looks cute, but speaks and acts like a mafioso.
In his original character design and a header by Hidekaz Himaruya, his eyes were colored blue, though they were changed to violet in later artwork (such as a chibi version of him and his manga design sheet shown in the guide for the movie). Out of the five Nordics, he is the youngest and second shortest.
Personality and Interests:
He appears relatively cool and composed on the surface, but is warmer and passionate ("hot-blooded") deep down.Due to his recent financial problems, Russia has been helping him.Though Iceland is treated kindly by him, he can't help but feel suspicious.He seems to be embarrassed and annoyed when the other Nordics pester him to call Norway "Onii-chan," saying that he would rather have originated from a tribe of native peoples, as opposed to being his younger brother.Some of his earliest profiles mentions he is different from the rest of Europe.He speaks in a Tsugaru dialect.
He seems to be rather modest as, when forced to strip to check him for the mark during the 2010 Christmas Event, he was very upset and unwilling, and seemed somewhat traumatized by it the next day, despite that it was for a good cause. He's very fond of licorice and hot springs. He has been taking the hot water from his land and turning them into spas. When it comes to Mr. Puffin he seems to be rather short-tempered.He uses taciturn to appear mature but he is actually still a little childish and has an immature side to him. Due to his home being further away from the continent, he's usually a step behind when it comes to European fads.As a child, he was introverted and lonely. He sent out letters hoping people would be interested in him but to no avail. As he got older and things began to improve, people began taking an interest to him but with Denmark and England quarreling and almost being captured by African pirates, he wanted them to leave and felt that being lonely was better.
Denmark = Denmark raised Iceland and considers himself to be an older brother towards him.In The Wordy Nordic Comic, Denmark was excited to hear the news of his test results. After learning of the promise that Norway and Iceland made, Denmarks pokes fun at him but later asks him if he could be called "big brother" as well.
"Denmark..."
Finland = In The Wordy Nordic Comic, Finland was excited to hear the news of Iceland's test results, adding that he knew that he and Norway were biological brothers. After learning of the promise that Norway and Iceland made, Finland happily asks him if Iceland could call him "big brother" as well.In a drawing posted on Himaruya's blog, Finland notes that he cuts his hair.
Norway = It is said that Iceland considers Norway to be the home where his heart truly is,while Norway in return feels that Iceland is very important to him, and sees him as a younger brother.It has been revealed that Norway and Iceland are indeed brothers, after Iceland opted to get a DNA test (in actuality an excavation) done.When Iceland found this out, however, he seemed embarrassed or upset because he didn't want to refer to Norway as "Big Brother" (onii-chan).Despite all this, he does at least acknowledge that Norway is his older brother.Norway feels the need to take care of him and still sees him as a child, a thought that Iceland finds unpleasant. In the strip, Meeting of the Nordic, Iceland notes that Norway is "needlessly attentive" towards him but also adds that this was normal. One cannot tell if he yields to Norway.The two of them also frequently fight over mackerels.
Sealand = He first met Sealand when he was attempting to auction himself off on Ebay, but didn't understand what he meant when he wanted to become his friend due to their similarities (as well as Sealand wanting to be referred to as "senpai").
Turkey = In the 2010 Christmas Event, he was shown to have a nice friendly relationship with Turkey, whom he calls "Pops". He seems to want to protect Turkey and treats him like a father figure.In the 2011 Christmas Event Iceland is shown having a dream involving Turkey partially naked and wearing a Santa hat, bringing him presents like Santa Claus.
# Comments
Comments: 445
/starts rollin around
Don't mind me just doin the norm.
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"What is normal about that?"Β
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"it's normal for me."
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"You're laying on me, Denmark." He pushed him a little. "What do you want from me?"
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"bonding. You can keep meΒ company wont ya?"
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"That's so weird. I don't want to..it's not normal." He pushed the dane lightly.
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"What? Daughter? You're not making any sense at all!"
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"Don't try to make sense of it."
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"Huh..? What are you trying to imply to me..?"
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Matthias glomped the younger Icelander with a wide grin. "Icey!!" He basically picked him up while hugging and nuzzled into him. "How are ya? Have you been eating well? Ya have an problems or questions? How's your puffin?" The Dane was just plaguing the other with different questions with huge grin trying to catch up with Emil.
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It was just like any other pleasant day. The sun was shining and everything else felt peaceful until a certain dane had embraced around the other picking him off the ground in his efforts. "w-whoa?!" He squirmed a little in attempts to get free. "Dane! What did i even tell you about surprise hugs?! You wanna give me a heart attack already?" He sighed deeply. "What are you even doing here? We don't have any meetings yet..or at least i am not even aware of it. My puffin is fine.. and i am fine. Would you let me go now?" He tried to get to all of his questions while he squirmed to get down.
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After a brief while the Dane set Emil down just looking at him happily. "What, now I can't visit you? You're my little tiny Icey and I need to at least check if you're fine from time to time." Matthias said ruffling his hair and then gave him a quick peck to the forehead. He just couldn't help but pull the smaller male closer to his chest. "You're such a cutie. I really really need to protect you." He cooed with pride and love shining in his eyes. As a good dad he needed to take care of his dear child and help him and support him and entertain him and bring him happiness in general.
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He knew he was short but didn't feel happy about being smothered like a child. "Denmark..like i told you. I am not a kid anymore..you don't need to protect me all the time. The same goes for Norway. I don't always need to be protected." He grew embarrassed from the kiss like it was something crazy. He tried to push the dane away since he didn't want to be seen being hugged and kissed out in the open. "What if someone see's me? I am not going to live it down." He was frowning so much since he haven't been hugged in a long time. He secretly missed it. "I am not cute either. I am manly..we are all grown adults, Denmark..honestly."Β
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"Aww, is little Icey embarrassed? There's no need to be embarrassed, family doesn't judge." He said petting him affectionately. "And no matter how big you'll get you'll always be a little tiny Icey to me and Nor." The Dane looked at the other with a happy grin and then took his hands swaing from side to side quietly singing, "I love you. You love me. We're a happy family." Matthias was basically in his own little world where Emil was still just a little child he loved so much. Of course he still loved him and would love him until the very end but sometimes he just missed the old days with baby Iceland just running after him and Norway.
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"I am more embarrassed of your actions." He grabbed him by his arm trying to make him stop but he frowned as Denmark started to sing. What was he even on? "Are you drunk or something?" He tried to get his hands free thinking that someone would be watching. "I am not a child anymore, Denmark! Stop treating me like i still am!" He didn't like to snap at his family for the most part not to Denmark. He was too nice for his own good but he couldn't help but think that he was annoying. He grew embarrassed once people did notice them then he just hid his face into his hands. "Damn it.."
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The Dane ruffled Emil's hair with a wide smile. "I'm not drunk, silly. Now c'mon, ya want some ice cream or something? I'm paying." He said winking at the last sentence. "C'mon c'mon, I know you wanna." Matthias started pulling the other to the nearest ice cream stand with a small chuckle. Stopping before it he looked expectantly at the younger Icelander. "No limits. Take whatever you want and as much as you want!" He grinned. He just had a feeling he needed to spoil Emil just a little bit. Especially as an awesome, great and wonderful papa. Icey was his beloved son (or at least treated him like one) and it was his fatherly duty to make his child happy.
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The icelandic nation grumbled when he was suddenly pulled along. "You're not even listening!" He gave up in even trying to bring any sense into the dane since without the others it was always like this. Although he couldn't decide whatever ice cream the dane wanted him to take any kind and as much as he wanted. He wasn't sure why but he noticed the dane was happy enough about it. "Fine..if i choose something would you just calm down? I don't even get why you're so happy in the first place.." He looked over when he saw licorice flavour. His eyes sparked a little but he chose as much as he wanted from that. "I want that..and alot of it, please." He still gave the dane a suspicous look. "Did Nor toss you at my place because you felt ignored or something?"
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"Hey, Emil!" He quickly made a grab for his hand, with no intentions of letting go of it. "Let's go for a walk," He suggested, still smiling like the hopeful idiot he is.
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He blinked while he seemed to have already been wandering when he was grabbed and sort of pulled along. "Huh what..Dan?" He gazed in sort of astonishment.
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"Pssst-" tbh that was hardly even audible because wind noises even tho he's literally right behind Emil, n just kinda tries to hug him a little. Though it's kinda understandable that his voice would practically almost completely drown in wind noises, considering that otherwise he wouldn't be hovering two inches above the ground.
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He glanced around due to the wind sounding a little bit different than it used to which made him for some reason turn around or at least gaze behind himself to see him. It was like time had frozen by the amount of shock that was shown on his face. Β "Wha.."
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Sigurd continued to keep himself off the ground, perhaps maybe going a little higher than a few inches off the ground by this point, mainly because he's a goddamn show-off n whatnot, though without really any warning at all he kinda just pulled Emil up a bit by under his arms, holding him up just enough so that his feet didn't touch the ground.
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From his tiny shock he really didn't have any reaction from being pulled off the ground but once he felt no ground under his feet he snapped out of it as he almost panicked. "What's going on? I don't understand!" He kept himself from revealing that he was afraid of heights. From what he looked like made him remember Norway but he didn't have wings and at the same time something was evidently off about him. "Who..are you?"
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Sigurd stuck his tongue out for a moment, before retracting it and tilting his head slightly. "What don't you understand, lillebror?" He asked as he continued to pull Emil higher into the air, both of them at least four feet off the ground by this point in time. The second question confused him, a lot, "Your brother? Who else-" He smiled at him a bit and pulled him closer. "Don't act like you don't know me, it hurts."Β
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He seemed to frown then just stared at him. "You don't have wings..you never had wings..!" He started quivering from the amount of height as he eventually clinged onto him still attempting to hide his fear. "How in the world did this happen..am i going crazy?" He asked.
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He held him closer to his chest then kinda just stayed in one place for a while, Emil being kinda scared was growing pretty obvious with the clinging, but it wasn't that Sigurd minded any. He just stared back down at him n kissed his forehead, "You know very well that sometimes I like to play around with magic a little and then this might have accidentally happened but now I can do this-" He did a thing and went up like REALLY high like maybe up to the roof high and loosened his grip on Emil, the kind of thing you'd do to pretend to drop someone, then tightening his grip significantly and very quickly, holding him vvv close.
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"This is crazy!" He only tightened his grip around Norway when he had loosened his grip around him. He was afraid to be dropped and for the most part felt he was playing a cruel joke on him. "Why did you do this..? I don't understand and i most likely will never get it." He was quivering more than ever not seeming to care that he was showing a fragile side. He was afraid of falling and the more he looked down the more he hugged tighter around Norway. "Don't drop me..!"
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He was enjoying how his younger brother seemed to hold onto him for dear life like he was doing, it kinda made him feel needed and important, even if that wasn't supposed to happen. "Oh, relax you." He nuzzled his cheek lightly, making sure that he was holding onto the Icelandic tightly and securely. "I wouldn't hurt you on purpose, you know that I love you too much to do that." He adjusted his hold on him slightly, so that he kinda felt better about the position he was holding him in.
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"Nor! Please land!" He was already shivering enough to be scared. He couldn't calm down that easily even when knowing that Norway wouldn't simply drop him. "I have never felt this shaken in my entire life." Despite the height he seemed to do well but that wouldn't be for long until he passed out from the amount of height. His quivering stopped as he went into unconsciousness. However as soon as he lost his conscious he gained it feeling that he already was blacking out. "No good..i'm to scared."
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"Iceland."
He stepped towards him. Eyes dull, voice flat. Avoiding eye contact.
"Do you... Do you still love me?"
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"Wha..Nor? What made you ask all of a sudden..?" He looked a bit away. "...didn't we already discuss..this?"
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He crossed his arms and looked away. "I don't know... I just had a feeling that you might've done it with someone else..."
He looked back at Iceland. "Like maybe a certain Swede..."
{{ aha don't be alarmed but i totally stalked the hell of that rp-
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He gulped wondering how he could even explain the situation. Sweden was lonely and all he wanted was to suppoort him but it ended differently. "....I.." He couldn't lie to Norway and he felt pretty ashamed for doing the action. "...did you spy on me..?" He asked looking at him. "...i was supporting him..and he needed it. I wasn't aware what he was doing.." He hesitated.
((lol no problem.))
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"You... I-I wasn't spying... I was walking by and I heard... noises..." He closed his eyes, sighing softly.Β
"I heard what you were talking about before... You... You told him... You told him we were dating, and yet he..." He clenched his fists.
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He tried to calm Norway down but it wasn't that easy from his point of view. "He uhm..was injured by Denmark..and he was really sad. What else could i do..? I didn't want him hurt and in pain.." He felt quite foolish and got advantaged of from Sweden. He had no clue what Sweden wanted to do. Was he just after his body or was it just him overthinking it again. "I didn't want to do anything to him..but help him."
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"Then why did you let him touch you?!" He covered his face. "Is it because I'm not good enough for you? Is it because we're brothers?" He dropped his hands, eyes shut tightly. "I'm obviously not pleasing you enough if you're going off fucking other guys... What do I need to do to reach your standards? What do you want from me?"
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"i.." He shook his head some then looked down clearly seeming to hide the fact that he Β was injured by Denmark to be kept away from Norway. "...that's right. I like.." He gulped trying to keep himself calm and from tearing up. "I like tough guys..! Besides..we're related..how can a relationship even work in our favour?" He had the blue marks from his neck and chest hidden so Norway wouldn't see them. He tightened around his jacket so it wasn't easily shown. "You should go to Denmark..he loves you more than me." He gritted his teeth feeling anger rise then frustration.
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He stepped back, and gritted his teeth, not even trying to fight the tears that were welling up. "What the fuck are you talking about? You asshole! You're the one that confessed to me! You're the one who told me you loved me and you..." He turned away, hands clenched tightly. "Fine! Maybe I will then! Go have fun with Sweden, because don't think I'll ever let you come back to me. I'm breaking up with you. Everything we did together was a mistake."
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He knew he hurt Norway's feelings but still he couldn't tell the truth to him all that appeared on his face was tears of being abandoned once again. He didn't feel comfortable at all with Sweden and knowing he could get beat up at anytime for speaking with Norway he felt like a tool. "....i'm...not going to forget them.." He referred to everything they did together then decided to leave Norway alone. His entire body was trembling as he collapsed on the way to the airport. Β His body was aching from all the punches he once received and unconsciousness shortly found him.
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He watched him as he leaved, and when he did, it turned to absolute shit. He slowly made his way to his bedroom, collapsing on his bed, and he just sobbed. He couldn't bear it, this was the most pain he had felt in a while. He felt truly alone. Unloved. Pretty worthless, actually. He couldn't concentrate, and even after he had stopped crying, he just felt numb.
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Once reaching consciousness again he looked around hazily trying to get up Β but his body wouldn't comply. It was covered in injuries from Denmark's kicks and punches. He felt breaking chains with Norway made it worse and that his face was covered in tears and bruises. However he didn't emitt a sound. He knew he deserved it for abandoning Norway. "....N..Nor.." He gasped his eyes wide with fear. "Denmark..you..!" He was knocked into the wall by Denmark which happened to be Norway's bed side. He felt he was about to choke by Denmark's grip.
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He jolted up when he heard the noise. He got up from his bed, quickly grabbing a bottle of pills, taking two to help him calm down. He sighed, and walked out of his room, opening Denmark's door, eyes closed with an irritated groan. "Denmark, what the fuck are you-" He opened his eyes.
"Denmark..."
He walked over to Denmark, pulling him off Iceland and slamming him to the wall, a hand around his throat. He was surprisingly strong for his size, and not to mention, his magic was on his side.Β
"What do you think you're doing...?" His voice was soft, menacing, and his eyes were merciless as he constricted the hand around Denmark's neck.
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He didn't process everything that happened but Denmark made an excuse that Iceland wasn't trustable and should've been left for Sweden to take. Denmark had other plans for Norway wanting to believe the stupid excuses he always made. He opened his eyes barely able to see anything from the blurry appearances around himself. He tried to get his shaken and wounded body up from the ground but wasn't at all too successful. "I..told i am..sorry...i did keep away from Nor...i did.." He said in fear. "D-don't hurt me anymore..Dane.." He collapsed again unable to get up. The Dane didn't know how to tell Norway an excuse about beating him up other than that he was jealous of Iceland.
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He frowned. "You're an abusive asshole, Dane. Iceland is... younger than us. I thought we were meant to take care of him! What have you done to him..." He scowled, before kneeing Denmark in the stomach, hard. "If I see you doing this again, there will be no mercy." He glared at Denmark for a second, before going over to Iceland, picking him up gently and holding him bridal style, walking to his own room and not-so-gently throwing him on his bed. He shuffled around in his drawer for his anxiety pills, finding them and swallowing them dry. He put them back, and then lied on the floor, an arm covering his eyes. "This is all too much..." he mumbled to himself.
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He flinched when he hit the bed immediately panicking since he was unaware of what was going on. His sight was quite blurry from his tears and his body wouldn't stop quivering. He reached for the blanket then proceeded to hide himself not wanting to be seen by anyone. Not Norway and definitely not by Sweden. "I'm s-sorry Dane..i'll stay away...don't hurt me anymore..please..." He remembered Denmark as a kind guy but at those moments his jealousy had taken over and made Iceland bleed. "I-I'll stay away from Nor..i won't..."Β
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He turned to Ice, and sat up on his knees. "Ice..." His voice was soft and soothing. He gently pulled the blanket down. He was really mad at Iceland for cheating on him, but he felt like Denmark and the breakup had already been enough punishment for him. He brushed his tears away, voice gentle. "Denmark is gone... I made sure he won't hurt you anymore, okay? It's fine... Everything is okay. He won't hurt you anymore."
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"He was going to hurt me..i was..still with Nor..and he didn't like it..i d-did it with Sweden..because i had to." He shook his head. "I used Sweden..i used..you.." He winced in pain when just being lightly touched and his tears wouldn't stop coming from his eyes. "He's going to..hurt me again.." He whimpered grabbing hold of Norway's shoulders hugging into him from pure fright.
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