Honestly...kind of want to rp. A lot of times I've tried it fizzled out before we really began...But I want to try still.

I've rped England, Canada, Wales, Ukraine and I'm open to rping Germany (since I write him a lot in fics)

My main ships are of course Gereng, NedCan, Cucan, Engukr. But I'm open to most Germany, Canada and England ships.

I'm also into family dynamics like royal red bros, Atlantic bros, UK bros, etc.

I'm not picky on style. Just no permanent character death or noncon. But I'm open to NSFW, just no water sports or scat.

I'm looking for a partner strictly 18+

I think that's all, DM if interested.

NedCan Week 2024 - Day 2

@nedcanweek

Prompt: Food || Omegaverse

Rating: T

Pairing: NedCan

Word Count: 631

Read on Ao3

Doing it Together

It was really sweet to be pampered. Especially if you were Matthew, who rarely ever was treated as such. Instead, he was often overlooked. But once he presented as an omega and started going into heat, all that changed.

It was nice to be the center of attention for a week or so. Alphas hanging onto his every word. Bringing him snacks and little gifts, trying to impress him. 

But that only lasted so long.

Centuries of such attention had become overwhelming. Alphas constantly in his space, taking his bag for him without even asking, bringing him lunch to the point half of it was going to waste, some even attempting to carry him into the meeting hall before Matthew slapped them back to their senses. But nothing would prepare him for what it was like to be going steady with an alpha. 

Currently, he was trapped in the living room, lounging on the couch when he should have been preparing dinner. But instead, Jan was in a tizzy in the kitchen trying to prepare it instead. Matthew was trying to let it slide. After all, it was only for the week. But the longer he sat there, boredom buzzed in his brain, making him antsy. 

A few more minutes went by before Matthew groaned, and strode into the kitchen.

“Get out,” Matthew demanded, more irritated than he meant.

Jan sighed “Matthew, how many times…”

“It’s my kitchen. Get out.”

Jan blinked in surprise. “Easy now…You know it’s my duty to take care–”

Matthew’s nostrils flared. “Do you think I can’t handle it?”

Normally, he was patient with this. After all, mixed with biology and preheat pheromones, alphas were faced with a desire to care for omegas in every way possible, especially if they were partners. This desire was not easy to override. But preheat also had side effects on omegas, and one of Matthew’s was a lack of patience. Especially, when someone made him feel incapable. 

“No, but–”

“Then what’s the problem with me cooking? You know I love it.”

Back and forth they went, talking themselves in circles, Jan inching closer until Matthew bumped into the counter. Jan leaned over him. Not many nations were able to tower over Matthew like this. It made him shiver. They both fell silent, though the air was still thick and hot with tension. 

Jan pressed Matthew into the counter more. Matthew gripped onto his lover’s shoulders, trying to keep his footing. 

“Jan…” Matthew breathed.

Jan captured Matthew’s lips in a gentle kiss. Matthew nearly jumped at the softness, not expecting it in the heat of the moment. 

“How about this?” Jan asked, hands resting on Matthew’s hips, “We cook together?”

Matthew usually preferred to cook alone. He followed the ‘too many cooks in the kitchen’ motto. But Jan was an exception.

“Fine…But do exactly as I say.”

Jan chuckled, nuzzling his nose against Matthew’s neck, taking in the woodsy, rainy scent that was now stronger due to preheat. “You’re bossy before your heat.”

“And you’re overbearing,” Matthew shot back, smirking.

Jan just sighed, finally relenting. 

“I’m feeling something sweet,” Matthew thought aloud. “How about some breakfast for dinner?”

“You’re just craving pancakes again, aren’t you?”

“Maybe…”

Jan shook his head, smiling softly. He kissed Matthew’s temple. “Fine.”

Matthew pecked him on the lips once more before pulling away and rummaging for the ingredients. 

It was sweet to be pampered. But it was more sweet to do something he loved alongside Jan and share a meal they made together. Maybe later, he’d let Jan coddle him. Make them hot chocolate before settling down for a movie. Let Jan carry him to bed. For it was nice once in a while to be spoiled like that. But for now, they’d both get to work. 

Sorry I forgot this was in my inbox.

NedCan Week 2024 - Day 1

@nedcanweek

Prompt: Painting || Hurt/Comfort

Rating: T

Pairing: NedCan

Word Count: 775

Read on AO3

Author's Note: A lot is happening right now so all these are going to be late. Anyway, have day 1.

An Image Speaks a Thousand Words

Matthew hadn’t heard the knocking at the door. He has spent all morning engrossed in streaks of green, brown, and blue. He hadn’t even heard the creak of the door when the knocker let himself in.

“Matt…you…” came a breathless voice.

Matthew jumped, jamming his knee against the easel. The painting rattled but luckily didn’t tumble to the floor. He let out a sigh but tensed once more knowing he had an intruder to face that almost ruined everything.

Jan coward back into the cottage in a poor attempt to hide himself. Matthew scrambled to shield the painting with his body cold shooting through his chest, then stomach.

They stared at each other in silence. Why did Jan’s face have to be so damn unreadable?

“You paint,” Jan noted. Simply. Slowly.

Matthew’s eyes shifted back to the painting, then back at Jan.

“It’s nothing,” Matthew muttered, “Just a hobby.”

“Matt…”

Matthew brushed past Jan into his cottage, whole body thrumming. He shoved the canvas into a nearby closet and strode back out on the back porch.

Jan reached out for him “Hey, why are you–”

Matthew sighed, eyes looking out to the cliffs he had been painting. “Sorry…I was just…startled.”

“Is that all?”

Jan slunk behind him, wrapping his arms around Matthew’s waist, pulling him against his chest. Matthew remained silent.

“You’re good,” Jan whispered.

Matthew shrugged. “I’m nothing special. Not like you and Papa. Just something I do to pass the time.”

“I also just do it to pass the time. Doesn’t make it any less meaningful and definitely not any less good.”

Matthew pulled away, collecting his palette and paintbrushes. “Better clean these up before the bristles get ruined.”

Brushing past Jan he made his way to the kitchen sink and let the water run over the brush part. Jan watched the browny mixture of paints twirl down the drain. They remained silent.

Matthew stepped back and shook the brush a bit before going back over to the closet and hanging it up. Jan followed, catching a glimpse of a wide collection of brushes in different sizes. Almost as big if not the same size as his own collection back home.

“Does anyone else know?”Jan asked, following Matthew back out onto the porch.

“Alfred because he’s nosey. And Kateryna since it was kind of hard to hide when we were sharing a house.”

“Why not me?”

Normally Jan had a good hold on his emotions, fully aware of what he was saying. But with Matthew, things just flew out. Especially in times like these.

“I don’t…I don’t know…Didn’t think it mattered.”

“You know how much I like art.”

Matthew slumped against the banister, looking back out at the cliffs. “Yes, and you’re an expert at it.”

“So you didn’t think you were good enough?”

Matthew shrugged. Silence

“Not even Francis knows?” Jan asked, joining Matthew in looking out across the way.

“Nope. And he’s the last one I want to know. Don’t need to bring something up to be the inferior version of him again.”

Matthew and Francis may have been in a better place in recent decades, even affectionate towards each other like a father and son should be. But there were still centuries of hurt, being a little doll that got dressed up and toted about, praised for how cute he was until he actually behaved like a child and in the process ruined his clothes.

“Hey,” Jan said softly, squeezing his shoulder. “I understand. Francis isn’t always the…easiest person to deal with. But at least trust me when I say that you’re good.”

Matthew looked up at him, lips drawn thin, eyes for once unreadable. “I’ll consider it.”

“I always forget you got Arthur’s snark,” Jan chuckled, pressing a kiss to Matthew’s forehead. “I hope you know that now that I know this, we’re going to have painting dates.”

“Figured.”

Matthew pinched Jan’s nose before heading back into the house once more.

“Better start dinner,” Matthew explained, “Then maybe after…we could wind down by painting together.”

Jan grabbed Matthew by the hips, whirled him around, and planted a kiss on his lips. “Sounds wonderful.”

In the surprise ambush, Matthew’s cheeks flushed. He froze for a moment, composing himself while Jan continued on to the kitchen. He was feeling kind of stupid now for keeping this hidden for so long. Jan loved him so much. Even if his art wasn’t perfect, Jan would still love and still support his hobby.

Matthew shook his hands and head quickly. No more spiraling. He strode into the kitchen to start his peaceful evening with his lover.

Hey anon. It is always hard when you get donations in your ask box. Even without the ask it is sometimes hard to even find reliable sources to donate through.

A good way to check is if you can access their blog, see how long the account has been active. Usually if it's an account just made recently it is fair to consider it is a scam. I would consider how exactly they expect to receive the donation.

I got an ask like that and the account was rather new so I didn't share it with risk of it being a scam. Honestly most times when i get something like that in my ask box I'm very wary. I feel really bad because I worried this could be someone desperate. But I also don't want my followers and those who actually need it to lose money.

In the case of Palestine, I've been keeping an eye out for more reliable means of donation to boost (which is hard because Tumblr and other platforms seem to be trying to suppress discussions of what is going on). I also can't donate since I'm on exchange currently and it is pricey. So if you really think it is a scam, delete the ask. If it seems genuine reply saying I can't donate but I'll boost it. If it is a scam, there are other ways you can boost more reliable donation routes like official charities that you can look into easier to see if they're reliable. If you're looking to boost individual families, a lot of people tend to use gofundme which I'm currently still looking into for reliability, but I also know gofundme has been able to help a lot of people. I've also recently seen a lot of mention about operation olive branch which connects content creators on youtube, tiktok, etc. with a Palestinian family in need to boost their goodfundmes and such. So if you have a content creator you like/trust, boosting who they're supporting might be an option.

It's sad really that you have to be so cautious with donations. But poke around the free Palestine tag when you can, one of the top post currently is linking to a bunch of gofundmes which I recently reblogged. Also, just speaking about it and sharing news just to make people aware helps. I know that's how I got pulled into it after being neutral in the very early days.

But I'm no expert on this. This is just how I've been operating. So don't just take my word for it.