#aph nedcan

[tsoibert]

tfw that guy you sort of hate starts hitting on your son,

matthew is definitely a bit dense…

I really really like how tulips can symbolize a declaration of love so I wanted to do a comic based on that,

[selkiest]

i don’t have a solid fem ned design yet but i really liked the sketch of maddie SO yuh

[lil-rezzie]

Repost from instagram for pride month-

I’m beyond embarrassed these two idiots are still on my mind after like 12 years, but seeing the old art of them I drew haunts me- posting feels similar to redemption for the past shitty art lol plus a guilty part of me still wants to see indigenous NA bros in ship art just as much as cultural art/reglia

Can’t believe I’m posting ts on my lunch break lmao

Copy/paste desc from instagram:

I can’t believe it’s been like 3 years since I’ve posted NedCan 😭😭 I’ve been drawing them, I swear- just haven’t posted for a while 😭

I couldn’t decide between which of the mini two panel to choose so I just went with both lol

Fake ass chiller, I’ve been caught yearning again. I love them so much 😭 this stupid ship has had a chokehold on me for like 12 years now, I fear it’s permanent

Included the screen recording cause it popped up while I was working on this piece and it’s literally the same pose they’re in lmfao

[orbitinghetalia]

"Let no man part"

Madeline felt calm despite the tears that streamed down her face as she placed the heavy book on the soft earth she was kneeling on and lit the candles. She hadn’t stopped crying for days now and must have been a sight to see with the dirt ruining her dress with stains, not that there was anyone around to take notice of her.

People just didn’t visit a place like this, at least not at this hour. Even if they did, few people ever took notice of the blonde woman. Johan did though and that was one of the reasons Maddie loved him. They had been so happy together and the day he proposed to her had been the happiest day of her life.

Which made it even more unfair that she was not wearing a white dress but a black one instead on the day that should have been their wedding day, the day that she should have been a bride instead of kneeling on the grave of the man she loved.She had lost the person that always saw her, but the one advantage of not being seen by people was that the failed to notice what you were doing and so no one had taken notice of her plan. It had been no problem to get all the things she needed to do this, including Arthur’s book of spells. If he had known about this her brother would have stopped her, but he didn’t know.

He might have told her this was wrong or maybe that was this tiny part of her that went ignored that knew she shouldn’t be doing this, but it didn’t matter. Maddie didn’t care! She would get Johan back and then they would be happy again. Emma and Henri would have their big brother back. All of them would be together again! It didn’t matter what price she would have to pay.

So Madeline started chanting the spell and kept repeating the spell until the ground began to move. Not stopping she kept chanting and only fell silent as a form emerged from the new grave and she looked into Johan’s eyes, she had never seen that look in them before and it frightened her.

It frightened her so much she didn’t move as her love wrapped his hands around her throat and left her unable to breath before kissing his bride.“We’ll be happy again.” He whispered. “We’ll all be together again.”

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Prompts day 1 Resurrection @hetahorrorweek and day 3 Engagement/Wedding @nedcanweek.

[hexx-exe]

NedCan + 11 👉👈 :3

plz?

YES! of course!

11.: "Don't you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!" NedCan

It was a cold winter day in Amsterdam. Canada, also known as Matthew Williams, was staying with his Boyfriend, The Netherlands.

They were walking through Neds rather Large garden when Canada suddenly got an idea. What would his beloved Boyfriend do if he threw a snowball at him?

Ned noticed the smug expression that was starting to form on Canadas face as he picked up a little bit of snow.

"What are you planning to do with this? Build a little snowman?"

"Who snows?" Matthew answered

"Was that a fucking snow pun?" "Theres snowway I would make a pun!" "Oh my god Matthew!"

Yes! He managed to distract Ned! He started to form a litthe ball with the snow he picked up and looked at his boyfriend, who by now came down from his little laughing fit.

The Netherlands looked at Canada. "Mat?" "Hmmm?"

"Don't you dare throw that Snowba-, godDAMMIT!"

Matthew threw the snowball right in Neds face. Fuck, he looked cute!

"So, you wanna play?" Ned asked. Canada nodded so hard he thought his head might fall off.

"So be it." Ned answered and picked uo some snow amd started the battle.

-a few hours later-

They were now in their, or rather, The Netherlands, livingroom and warmed back up from their little snowball battle with some hot chocolate and cookies. One could definetively feel the love tonight.

They both got a cold after the snowball war, but it was so worth it!

[arsonaetcuh]

for the character meme. canada?

First impression:

He's forgotten? But WW2? British Canada? WW1? What do you mean he's forgotten?

Impression now:

Precious boy. Also kinda hot. Given historical facts, can probably fend for himself pretty well

Favourite moment:

The Canada club. "Free healthcare and lack of gun crime" is the Canada way of saying "IN YO FACE AMERICA!"

Idea for a story:

Probably a WW2 fic involving the Liberation of the Netherlands. It was mostly Canadian soldiers who liberated the country from Nazi Germany in 1945

Unpopular opinion:

Don't really know but that Canada is actually older than America?

Favorite relationship:

NedCan. Based on historical facts and traditions, it is one of my OTPs. The Netherlands gifts Canada 100,000+(don't know the exact number) tulips a year since 1945 as a thank you for freeing them from Nazi occupation

Favourite headcanon:

Canada can speak Canadian aboriginal as well as English and French. He learned it as an apology-ish for his people killing a ton of natives

[reana-hetalian-girl]

So, today I find a reason why people ship NedCan.

[anxiously-unsatisfied-world]

Flustered NedCan on their first date? ouo

“For you.” Lars states the second the Canadian opens the doors, thrusting his right hand forward, presenting a beautiful bouquet of red tulips.

“Oh, they’re lovely! Thank you, Lars~!” Matthew takes the flowers carefully and brings them to his nose, inhaling the sweet aroma with a smile.

“Come in, let me find a vase.” The Canadian requests, turning on his heel and making his way over to a cupboard, Lars stepping in behind him and shutting the door.

Following in the younger nation’s footsteps, his heart flutters when he sees just how pleased the Canadian is with the flowers; the cutest, content smile on his face.

“You look nice.” Lars comments quietly as Matthew fills a vase with water, being careful as he puts the flowers in.

When the comment registers, Matthew freezes, his face steadily turning red. “T-thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself.”

A light blush spreads across Lars face and he shrinks back a bit, hiding the redness behind his scarf. After setting the vase on the dining table, Matthew turns around, smiling at the sight of the Dutch nation.

“You ready?” Matthew asks and Lars jumps, his blush getting darker as he nods, making the Canadian giggle sweetly. “Where to first?”

Matthew holds out his hand, letting out a happy squeal when the other takes it, Lars smiling at how cute the younger nation is. “That’s a surprise, lieveling.”

Lars chuckles at the pout that results from his words and starts walking, leading the Canadian outside and off down the street. Both of them unconsciously relax at the lovely weather, each squeezing the other’s hand.

“You should smile like this more often.” Matthew’s voice is soft, almost unheard over the sounds of their surroundings, yet Lars does hear it and his face suffuses a light pink at the compliment. Matthew grins, content with his response.

After a few minutes of walking, they find themselves in front of a coffee shop, Matthew grinning at the older nation. “I take it you’d like some coffee?” Lars teases and Matthew blushes, giving a small nod.

“Here, wait outside. I’ll be right back.” Matthew moves to speak up but Lars sets a finger on his lips, “Shh. We’ll likely get something else later, you can pay for that if you wish.” Matthew nods and Lars ducks into the store, ordering for both of them.

It’s only a few minutes before Lars steps back outside, handing a cup to Matthew and sipping at his own. A contented sigh leaves him at the familiar taste and he watches as the Canadian brings his to his lips, violet eyes widening in surprise.

“There’s maple syrup in this!” Matthew announces, his voice awed, “You remembered…”

Lars blushes lightly, reaching a hand up and scratching at the back of his neck. “Ja. It was nothing really…”

Matthew smiles at him, his eyes sparkling gently at the older nation. He leans up slightly and pecks the Dutch nation’s cheek, a blush on his own face as he takes another sip.

Lars stiffens at the contact, a fond smile spreading across his face, his blush mirroring the Canadian’s. “Come on, there’s somewhere else we need to go.”

Matthew’s eyes turn curious but he nods, following Lars when he starts walking down the street. Their hands brush and they immediately tangle their fingers, smiling at the contact.

The couple walks for a little while in silence until they arrive at their destination, Matthew’s eyes softening at the sight. “Oh, Lars. This place is beautiful…”

A sweet, floral scent drifts on the breeze as they enter the flower garden, Lars responding with a hum. They walk among the flowers, their hands never leaving the other’s. Everything seems to take on a magical quality as the sun filters through the trees on the outskirts of the garden, the rest of the world disappearing but the two nations.

As they walk by a tulip patch, slender fingers pluck one carefully and they stop, Lars taking the flower and tucking it behind Matthew’s ear. He’s gentle as his fingers brush the surrounding hair to cover the stem.

“You look beautiful.” The words are soft, bringing a gentle blush to Matthew’s cheeks.

The Canadian looks down shyly before raising his eyes to meet the other’s, “Merci, Lars.” He blinks, once, twice as the Dutch nation’s expression shifts, growing fonder and almost worshipping.

Time stands still as Lars fits a hand to cup the back of Matthew’s head, leaning forward as if magnetically attracted. Their lips brush lightly and Matthew pushes back, the kiss solidifying into something warm, something perfect.

Neither knows how long they stand like that, but when the time comes to break away, each feels like it’s too soon. Matching blushes spring to their cheeks and loving smiles pull at their lips, bringing comfort and happiness.

They spend a little while longer in the garden, talking a bit just to hear the other’s voice. As they walk back to Matthew’s house, both are filled with a sense of contentment and belonging.

“Thank you for today. It was lovely.” Matthew says as they stand on his doorstep.

Lars smiles and reaches a hand out, brushing a few stray hairs out of Matthew’s eyes. “Of course, liefje. I’ll text you.” Matthew nods and Lars bends down enough to press his lips to Matthew’s forehead.

Hope you enjoyed! ^^ Gosh, they’re so cute~ <3 (Got a bit longer than expected but I didn’t want to stop the cuteness ^^)