How does Sweden think of Poland in the present day?
(especially considering their past relationships if you're also into Northern history)
I can’t help but be entertained by the ongoing tension between Sweden and Poland today, even if there’s no real reason for them to still be on bad terms. But I think Feliks, especially, could hold a grudge forever—he has plenty of historical reasons to be mad at the Swedes. He and Swe just don’t get along. And beyond their past, their personalities would clash so badly. Swe would probably find Feliks way too fiery, dramatic, foul-mouthed, and judgmental... just annoying, too much for him. On the other hand, Feliks would probably think Swe is fake, cold, and pretentious, representing basically everything he doesn’t like or believe in. And to be honest, Feliks would definitely be familiar with Swe's darker side and be frustrated that no one else seems to hold him accountable for it
Diplomacy is diplomacy, but outside of work, I doubt they want to spend time together. At most they share judgmental stares and spread petty comments or gossips about one another
Fin struggles to find pants or suits that fit him right, so he usually takes his over-sized purchased to Swe to get them tailored
Whenever they go out and eat something (was it dinner at a restaurant or just baked goods from a market stall), Swe instinctively lets Fin take a bite of his food before he even has a taste himself
Fin is notorious for talking with no shame or filter, to a point he sometimes goes through his and Swe's private matters in public, not realizing people may hear them. Swe, who is easily embarrassed, has to cut him off
Fin loves his nicknames and has plenty of bear related terms for Swe (teddybear, carebear, pappabear, and so on.) Though Swe has mixed reactions on them, depending on time and place
They're both overly punctual when it comes to planning and timing things, always following a schedule or calendar. Others make fun of them for showing up 15 mins early to agreed meetings and events, but they'd hate to be even accidentally late
Swe has a tendency to be more physically affectionate, squeezing and pinching Fin whenever he feels like expressing his infatuation. Fin is used to it, but sometimes he fights the hands off him when there's a chance of someone walking in
Whenever Swe has one of those weeks where he hasn't had the energy/time to keep up with his appearance, wearing an old t-shirts and his hair is overgrown, Fin can barely contain himself. Swe doesn't get it at all, he feels nasty, yet Fin can't stop staring at him and being more affectionate than usual
They both have their own set roles in the household. Sweden likes cooking, fixing and maintaining the house, while Fin prefers taking care of the yard, raking leaves, shoveling snow, watering plants, cutting firewood, etc. depending on the season. Also anything relating to cars or technology is Finland's field
They both like slow weekends on the countryside, fishing, rowing, swimming, reading by the fire, picking berries/mushroom. And they'll be in bed by 9 PM, of course
Swe hates flying, especially long-distance flights. He's too big/tall for the seats, the air is dry, and everyone sits too close by. He gets claustrophobic. But Fin is aware of this, and trying to make the experience even slightly more bearable. He always brings an extra battery for the headphones, carries water with him at all times, and lets Swe take the more comfortable seat. Fin always makes sure they sit next to each other (or at least with the other Nordics). If nothing else is working, he tries to reassure Swe by quietly holding his hand and rubbing his palms
In general, Fin knows how to accommodate to Swe's anxieties, and it's this type of soft, unconditional care that Sweden probably hasn't gotten from anyone else. And what made him fall for Fin to begin with?
This was hard haha. I think as a couple, they're just boringly traditional. They just thrive on having the same routines. They love a mundane, predictable life
In my opinion, Arthur's ship days didn't start until the beginning of the Jacobean era. Elizabeth I was known for not letting her favourite members of court on dangerous sea voyages across the Atlantic and considering Arthur was the entire representation of England, I don't think she'd be happy letting him go. Maybe he would be in boats across the channel, but anywhere else probably not. If you've ever heard of Roanoke, then you probably know why that stuff gets a little messy but to be fair Roanoke wasn't until James I so it could be awhile before he was officially let onto the waters, maybe it took a lot of begging but I don't think he went to what was known as the 'New World' until at least the late 1610s.
SuNor Royalty AU prompt
Relationship: Sweden/Norway
Characters: Norway (Sigurd), Sweden (Björn), Denmark (Magnus)
I had a small oneshot exchange/exercise with @pvffinsdaisies and @ifindus and I feel brave enough to share my oneshot writings for the first time. We were feeling nostalgic and decided to roll some nostalgic AU prompts with a wheel. Mine landed on "Fake Dating" and "Royalty". I just had to go with Norway and Sweden, of course! We also randomized some dialogue prompts, as well and I got: #23 - “You’re doing the right thing.” ; “Then why does it feel so wrong to me?”
Something different this time, enjoy!
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“You’re doing the right thing.”
The giant man sitting by the desk didn’t react to Magnus’ comment. He kept his eyes firmly on the glass his freckled friend had poured him just moments earlier. Watching the earthy-toned beverage sit still in the crystal snifter as if it could answer all the questions running through his mind. Something about the liquid’s stillness helped him focus — a small reminder that the world wasn’t boiling over, even if it felt like it.
Without raising his glance from the glass, the ashy-haired man pondered out loud, “Then why does it feel so wrong to me?”
Magnus, sitting right next to him on the velvet couch, looked up to the ornamented ceiling, breathing out with a heavy sigh. He was trying to find words to describe the predicament they found themselves in. Uncharacteristically for him, he didn’t feel like mocking his younger friend or dismissing his feelings. Things were less than ideal, and Magnus himself had a lot to lose here. But still, he tried to maintain his professionalism. As much as he could sympathize with his friend’s turmoil, he had to be the steady one.
“I think it’s a sign that you care about Sigurd,” he said calmly and leaned his back deeper into the couch. “Which is admirable, I guess. Considering everything we’ve been through.”
It was hard to comprehend how the three of them would ever refer to each other as friends. Their friendship, if it could even be called that, wasn’t quite built on mutual affection, but on proximity and shared survival. They had grown up tied together by the unrelenting demands of their families. There had been more than enough conflict to go around—bitter rivalries, fractured trust, and old wounds that never truly healed. Yet, in some inexplicable way, they had remained inseparable. Perhaps it was their proximity in age, or constant family cooperation pushing them to spend time together. Or perhaps it was a bond from heritage, diplomacy, and an unspoken understanding that only those who had known such tension could appreciate.
And it all led to this moment. This outrageous marriage proposal. Björn had never imagined that his future would unfold in this way—not so abruptly, and certainly not under such strained circumstances. The bond he shared with Sigurd, once as natural and easy as breathing, now felt tainted, ruined by the very proposal that should have brought them closer.
It wasn’t that Björn didn’t want marriage. No, that’s what he had dreamed of all his life, of building a future with someone who could share his heart. But he did not expect to marry so soon, and to a person so dear and close to him at that. Björn felt conflicted. This marriage wasn’t driven by romantic love, nor was it born of true necessity. It was a strategy, all at the expense of Sigurd— and Björn knew Sigurd did not want this. He knew that his friend, his brother-in-arms, had no desire to be tied down by a union born out of obligation. And yet here he was, about to be thrust into a situation where his freedom would be stolen from him by the very man who called him his dear friend.
“He doesn’t want marriage” Björn sighed, breaking the brief silence with words so heavy you could barely hear him. He finally raised his eyes from the glass, the weight of everything pressing down on him. He met Magnus’ gaze, and for a fleeting moment, it was as if the younger eyes were pleading—do something!
“What’s done is done.” Magnus' answer was brief, but not at all intended as dismissive. His hands were tied, even his witt and games couldn’t get them out of this situation now. “But consider that Sigurd will be safer with you than with anyone else.”
Perhaps Magnus was right. Björn had doubts Sigurd could maintain his freedom for long regardless if he stepped in or not. These decisions weren’t theirs to make. They weren’t even Sigurd’s to make. The ties that bound them weren’t just between him and his family; they were tied up in expectations, traditions, and even obligations that went far beyond their small circle.
Sigurd was in a vulnerable position here, his family’s heyday long gone. His family, once known for their power and prestige, had long been reduced to shadows of their former selves. The house they once owned, grand and full of life, now stood silent, its halls crumbling and burying a history of glory that felt like a distant dream now. The marriage proposal had come as a last-ditch effort to pull them from the gutter.
The decision was not easy, nor something they thought would come so soon. But in the last attempt to upkeep their relevance and have some sort of hope for their heritage, they offered their heir to a longstanding ally. Perhaps accepting the proposal was Björn’s family’s attempt to uplift their image, which had been shattered after the last conflict, turning them unpopular in people’s eyes. His family was convinced Sigurd’s integrity was supposed to conceal the tarnish in Björn’s name.
The troubled prince understood the stakes. This union, fraught with problems, was not just about their personal wishes. It was about preserving something far greater. It was a lifeline for them. But recognizing that still didn’t make the mental anguish any less painful.
Björn snapped out of his thoughts, his mind drifting back to the present as he noticed Magnus slowly pulling himself up to sit straight. The Dane cleared his throat, “A piece of advice, if I may?”
“...For this one time, I’ll allow it.”
“Marriage is just a piece of paper,” he said with a mentor-like warmth to his voice. “No one is going to control how you and Sigurd go about things. As long as you two handle your responsibilities, it’s enough.”
Björn raised his brow, but Magnus continued, “You’re marrying your best friend after all. Sounds better than marrying a stranger, no?”
Magnus didn’t get an answer to his comment—just an empty gaze from his friend. The silence hung thick between them. Though Björn’s face remained stoic, his eyes betrayed him. Conveying a clear unease, which he let out as a grouch.
Hetalia Nordic Fnaf Gameplay Headcanons. Yes this is just an excuse to talk about Fnaf
Denmark - I imagine Denmark is the kind of Fnaf player who would say he’s encountered all the secrets in the games when in reality he hasn’t even completed the good ending to Fnaf 3. He’s also definitely a Fnaf meme expert and unironically listens to Fnaf fan songs.
Norway - Has never once played Fnaf however he can recite the entire lore to you and explain how the games code works. He can explain the ultimate 20/20 mode strategy but he’s never touched Fnaf 1.
Iceland - He’ll play Fnaf if given the opportunity and encounters all the secrets. He’d encounter Golden Freddy while playing Fnaf 1 on his first playthrough and have no idea what that means.
Sweden - He knows a bit about Fnaf mainly because Sealand and Ladonia try to explain the lore to him. He definitely plays video games from time to time but I don’t think he sees the appeal in the robot jump scare game.
Finland - Oh he’s really good at Fnaf. The jumpscares don’t scare this man and he definitely beat Sister Location night 4 first try. He knows nothing about the lore though, despite Sealand and Ladonia’s many attempts to try to explain it.
