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🩷💛 Rules & Prompts 💛🩵

🩷 For this year's APHNichePairWeek, the banned ships will be any that has more than a thousand fics on AO3. The off-limits ships are currently as follows:

America/Canada

America/England

America/Russia

Austria/Hungary

Austria/Prussia

Canada/Prussia

China/Russia

Denmark/Norway

England/France

Finland/Sweden

Germany/Italy

Romano/Spain

This list is subject to change up to one month before the event will start, which would be May 15.

💛 Discrimination of any kind will not be tolerated. That means no hating on ships, headcanons, tropes, or aus. We’re here because we all remember the halcyon days of fandom and still hold love for our old otps, so we should keep that in mind when interacting with each other and our works

🩵 Any type of creation is accepted, be it fanfic, fanart, podfic, playlists, etc. If posting to AO3, please add it to the collection under APHNichePairWeek2025 ! If there’s any troubles with posting, contact the mods!

🩷 All dead dove content must be appropriately tagged – some people want to see it, some would prefer to not see it

💛 The prompts are as following:

Storms | Earth

Harvest | Family

Oceans | Birds

Islands | Magic

Animals | Weather

Space | Minerals

History | Fame

You can mix and match, you can write one, you can write both! Whatever you do, just make sure it's a niche pair!

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Headcanons about Arthur/Kat (EngUkr)

They come back to me like a 90s trend. I love them so. Comfort ship fr.

🍑 The more time Kat spends with Arthur, the more she blossoms and thrives. Before Arthur, her personality was far more timid and a lot more protective of herself. This likely came from a place of trauma for her. With Arthur in her life, she's able to show her confident side to him, which full of cheekiness and flirtatious ways. What started out as a fear of touching hands has turned into Kat pulling Arthur by the tie to (consensually!!) get him out of his "I don't want to anything you're not comfortable with" shell. (But remember kids, consent is key!)

🍑 I like to think that Arthur saved Kat in the way a prince saves a princess from a locked tower. Like, Arthur slaying dragons and running through perilous flames to save Kat sounds wonderful.(Cheesy and cliche? Yeah, yeah. I know. But...) I think that if anyone were to save Kat from her (unfortunate) canon portrayal, it has to be a gentleman who knows how to treat her right. He'd be her knight in shining armor who, likely, trips over every little pebble or divot in the road then points it out to her when he takes the same road to lead her away from the tower.

🍑 Arthur struggles to communicate with Kat's siblings not only because of awkward tensions, but also because of language barriers. However, that doesn't mean he doesn't try. He does his best to learn important words and phrases that will get him food and extra love. All the things he needs for a happy life. It initially started off as a romantic gesture, but ended up being necessary for hearing gossip that Kat and her siblings would discuss. Sometimes, while pretending to read a book, Arthur would pick up that Natalia is complaining about Alfred and he'd chuckle to himself. (This may or may not earn him brownie points with the siblings.)

Tea is the universal language in the household and it is generally hot.

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Happy Pride Month!!

To all the beautiful souls who are celebrating this June, I want to wish you a joyous (and safe) pride month!! You are loved so, so much and I'm so proud of how far you've come! Thank you for being here and for being true to your heart.

You all make the world a brighter place. 💕

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There's a SpaBela portal that's brewing somewhere in the back of my mind and it's caling to me like a moth to a flame.

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MerMay Kat 🧜‍♀️

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Mermaid Lily 🧜‍♀️✨

She’s going to see if Seychelles is selling some seashells by the seashore.

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Kat Babysits Mattie

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Merman Ivan 🧜‍♂️

After seeing this post, I was so inspired to doodle some mermaids. I was really, really, really loved doodling them (for the first time, actually) and this one ended up being one of my favorites. Maybe one day I’ll render this fully, but for now you get this. 😊💕

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Headcanons for Alfred/Nat

BelaAme? You mean girlboss and malewife??

🍑 Natalia is a woman in STEM, specifically in software development. She is very tech savvy and neat with her work. She could easily hack her way into anything she desires and not get caught, but she chooses to keep her hobby private and get paid for the easier stuff. Nat’s the brains and beauty princess.

🍑 Alfred is a bit of a jack of all trades. I like to imagine him working with carpentry and electrical stuff, basically anything that requires a tool belt, a pickup truck, and lots of body strength. He sucks at getting projects completed on time, but he loves working on stuff in the garage while Nat is away at work. He also has a streamer side hustle where he gets to play games and gets paid whenever he wants.

🍑 When Alfred is not working, he often begs to visit Natalia at her job, where she gets all the cool perks of working at a tech job: free food, game rooms, massage chairs, etc. Nat doesn't often use these perks because she gets to have them at home when Alfred is there, but she generally agrees to bring him, even though he gets obnoxiously loud and comfortable in these areas.

And between Alfred and Nat, Nat is still the undefeated ping pong champion.

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I can picture Ivan reading hentai and then going like "in that little book of yours..." suggesting something very well tbh... your ruspan is peak ✊😔

I hope its okay to send in something nsfw-ish lol

Omg!! Yeah, that’s totally fine. You’re more than welcome to send whatever you’d like. In fact, please send more. I’m always happy to see messages! I’ll just add tags so that things get filtered accordingly. 😊💕

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YES!! 100% . And he’d do it out of the blue, when it’s dead silent or completely not the time to do so. That’s how you know he’d been thinking long and hard about it. Then he’d purposefully mention it when it would be awkward to bring it up. Like in meetings for example. If Kiku is really focused on the material at hand and is actively participating in the chaotic conversations, Ivan would take a moment to lean in and whisper something like a [manga title, volume, page number] or he’d start describing the way the images looked, since the text is in Japanese. He’d do it with the face of someone who is also invested in the meeting, but lost track of which chart they were looking at. An absolute pro at handling private things in public and no one else suspects a thing.

Ivan stunning Kiku out of the blue is so fun to me. Like it’s RusAme but without the hate, it’s psychological warfare without a loser, and it’s childish in a grown-up way. I love it.

Of course, because I also love cute things, I do think that when they’re not, you know, experimenting with one another, they’re really chill together. Like they enjoy laying together in silence or learning things from one another while sitting under a kotatsu. Lots of moments of comfort and calmness too.

It’s all about balance with these two.

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P.S. Thank you, anon! You really made my day with this message. It’s very validating and exciting to know someone out there shares the same feelings about this duo. 💕

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Headcanons for Ivan/Kiku

I enjoy me some RusPan. Sometimes I want them to kiss, sometimes I want them to perform ridiculous science experiments on one another.

🍑 They are good at keeping things hidden. From keeping their relationship a secret down to secrets that may break the world around them, Ivan and Kiku are not ones to talk about their weaknesses publicly. (I also think they are good at gossiping, if the information is useful. They don't need to even exchange glances to know what information they'll be using as ammo in case of a black mail emergency.)

🍑 Ivan is familiar with Kiku's collection of manga. In fact, he likes to randomly pick up a book and flip through it to see what odd things he will find. Often times, it's inappropriate content (which piques Ivan's interests) and other times it's just dialog. He uses this as a way to focus on how to interact with Kiku when he has a lot else he wants to do.

🍑 Kiku is a fan of all things weird. Whether it stems from Japanese culture or not, Kiku enjoys things that aren't seen as normal. With Ivan, what Kiku likes about him is the fact that he's weird: he's always smiling, he's kid-like but in a giant body, and he's saying the weirdest things that make him both frightened and amused. He essentially views Ivan as a Pandora's Box.

🍑 Ivan will test the limits of what's public and what's private. I like the idea that Ivan will push Kiku's buttons publicly and it will be so well hidden that no one else around them would notice. He knows all of Kiku's tells and wants to see what will break him. People around them will think that they're just weird friends.

They're very "I'll do it, if you do it" to me.

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Would anyone like to ask some questions or share some secrets about their most/least favorite pairings/blorbos...? 🥺👉👈

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A late night doodle of Nat

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Happy Birthday, Arthur!

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Happy FrUk Week!!

In honor of seeing Cabaret for the first time and in honor of FrUk week, I decided to reimagine Arthur and Francis as Sally Bowles and Emcee from this IG for @aphfrukweek because, well, why not?

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Just One More

Fandom: Hetalia (personified) Pairing: Arthur x Kat (EngUkr/UkrEng) Content Length: Short (~1100 words)

Arthur had been sitting and glaring at his partner for the past three minutes. He couldn't stand it anymore. How was he supposed to enjoy a movie with her munching away on the sunflower seeds? They were noisy, they were messy, and they were occupying the space he had hoped to occupy: her lips.

But she was deeply invested.

Only noticing him looking at her when a stray seed fell off to the side, Kat wondered why Arthur had been so distant. Usually, he’d be curled up on the couch beside her, sharing the cozy blanket they had made together. Yet today, he was sitting in his armchair and staring. Hard.

“Want to join me here?” She patted the empty space beside her to invite him over.

“No. No, you enjoy what you're doing. I’m just going to read.”

Kat watched Arthur get up from his chair and stomp across her field of view. She quickly put their movie on pause, confused by his sudden departure.

“Wait. Why are you leaving?”

“I’m just dealing with a bit of a headache.”

Headache? Didn’t he say he was going to read? Something wasn’t adding up for Kat.

“..Are you mad at me for something?”

“Of course not. I could never be mad at you,” he put a hand on her shoulder as he walked by and gave it a gentle squeeze. Not a kiss, but a shoulder squeeze. Something was definitely off. Kat raised her eyebrows in worry and continued to visually follow him until he’d disappeared from the room. She chewed on the seeds mindlessly as she pondered his odd behavior.

Arthur’s eyebrow twitched. He could hear it all the way upstairs. With the television volume off and not a single other sound reverberating through the house, the sound of those damn seeds cracking bothered him with every. single. bite.

It wasn’t like he couldn’t tell her to stop eating them. That would not be very kind of him. The best he could do was try to cover his ears and hope that the thickness of his hands would buffer the noise well. And when he did, he felt sweet relief as he couldn't hear the crunching sounds as loudly. Just the sound of nothingness and the blood pumping in his ears. This was working well.

Except the sound now echoed in his brain, like a clock in the dead of the night.

Arthur growled frustratingly and crossed his arms in anger. Upon hearing the frustrated sound, Kat decided it’d be best to figure out what was going on before it became tomorrow’s panic attack. She set her bowls aside and tried to quietly approach Arthur. When she spotted him sitting like a grouch in his chair, she gently knocked on the doorframe to his study.

Arthur sighed quietly upon seeing the sound maker’s worried face.

“Sorry…” Kat held her hand up as soon as she was met with displeased eyes. Perhaps she was making too much noise. Maybe he was finally tired of her.

“It’s alright, love. Just go and enjoy the movie without me,” Arthur consoled.

“Does your head hurt a lot?” she asked with softness.

“It will pass with time. I promise I’ll be just fine.”

“Did I do something wrong…?”

“What? No, don't be absurd. It’s just a small headache. That’s all.”

“Then…” Kat rubbed her hands anxiously. “Did you not want to watch the movie…? We can watch it another time. Or we can watch something else! We don’t have to watch the romcom. Whatever you want.”

Arthur watched on as his partner tried to find ways to accommodate his sudden disinterest in their common time. His heart sank a bit and his brows slightly upturned at the realization that these small seeds that Kat loved would plant themselves as thoughts of doubt in her mind. He should’ve been more upfront with her from the start.

“…May I be frank?”

“Yes! Please,” Kat said as she sat down in an adjacent chair.

“Darling, I love you, I really do, but…” Arthur put a hand on her knee.

“You want to break up…” Kat assumed.

“I jus— What?? No! Where did you get that silly thought from?” He frowned, confused by her train of thought. Looks like those underlying doubts were much larger than he thought.

“Well, you became a bit cold suddenly so I thought you got mad at me.”

“No, love, I wasn't mad at you.”

“So, what was that? Why did you get so distant with me like that?”

Arthur groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose as he found it stupid to even admit out loud.

“It’s… nothing…”

“Arthur!”

“Alright! It's the stupid seeds you're enjoying!”

“…What?” Kat blinked in surprise, not at all expecting to hear it.

“The sound of the seeds is irritating, but I didn't want to keep you from enjoying your snack, so I thought it was better to not say it out loud.”

“Arthur.”

“It was stupid, I shouldn't have…” Arthur waved it off, “..taken it so seriously.”

“Is that really it?” Kat asked as she placed her hands over his.

“I also really wanted to… you know…” Arthur mumbled, trying not to sound like a needy man.

“Hmm?”

“To just kiss you… a little bit, not too much. Just a small kiss… I thought it’d be nice. With the romantic movie and all.”

“Oh! Oh my gosh!” Kat felt her body release the worry she had been festering and a small smile formed on her lips, “is that why you were so angry?”

Arthur nodded, feeling shameful for feeling the way he had. Kat placed both hands on either side of his face and looked at him.

“You are a simple man, Arthur. If you want something, you can just ask for it.”

“May I have a kiss then…?”

“Of course, you silly goose,” Kat chuckled and placed one on his lips.

Arthur groaned and frowned right after.

“What is it this time?” she asked.

“I can taste the seeds.”

“Is that a bad thing…?”

Arthur tilted his head, contemplating how to answer honestly. He paused for a moment, thinking of the appropriate response.

“You know, I’m starting to understand why you gravitate towards them. Could I have another taste? To double-check, of course.”

“Just one more.” Kat grinned, seeing right through his cheeky remark, then happily complied with his request.

“Mm. Still tastes sweet to me.”

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Nighttime Scaries

Fandom: Hetalia (personified) Pairing: Alfred x Nat (BelaAme/AmeBela) Content Length: Short (~700 words)

“N-Nat?” Alfred asks, swallowing a lump in his throat as he shifts his eyes from the dim corridor.

“What?” She asks as she walks up to him, putting lotion on her hands.

“Dude, I think there's a little girl in the hallway.”

“Sure,” Natalia rolls her eyes at his absurdity and continues with her nighttime routine.

“I swear!! Didn't you hear her giggling!? It's just like from the scary movies!! It's so freaky, oh my god!!” Alfred hides his face behind the blanket, hoping it'll protect him from the ghost.

“Hey, you're on my side,” Natalia pouts, displeased that his who-knows-where-they’ve-been clothes were touching her freshly washed sheets. She yanks the blanket from him.

“AHH!! NAT!! Give that back. I'm so scared, holy shit. She's like right there. What if she possesses me?!”

Nat angrily turns around to look at the corridor to inspect it's presumed inhabitants and finds it void of anything or anyone.

“You should really stop watching those movies, Al. They're just messing with your brain. You need to- Hey! Let me go!”

Alfred had wrapped his arms around her legs and looked at her pleadingly.

“Naaaat,” he whines.

“You're being a baby again. Why can't you just be a man,” she says with a fist on her hip, looking down at his pathetic whimpering.

“I saw it, Nat. She had like these bloody eyes and a little stuffed toy and it was FREAKYYY.”

“Well, what do you want me to do about it?”

“Something!! Perform an exorcism! Send her back to hell! Kill her, oh my god, I don't know!!! She's too scary for me, man.”

“I can't do any of that. I can't even see her!”

Alfred shrieks suddenly and makes a bolt for the bathroom, hiding behind the door and peeking over to see if she's still there.

“What now?” Natalia turns sharply to see what the hell he did that for and he points with a shaky finger beside Natalia.

"S-She's..."

Natalia looks around and even walks around, showing the scaredy cat that there's nothing there.

“Al. There. Is. No. Ghost. Now, would you stop being like that and get ready for bed already? My god, when will we ever have a normal night?” She gets under the covers on the clean side of the bed and fluffs her pillows as she relaxes.

“Nat?” Alfred’s voice cracks. “S-She disappeared..”

“Good.”

Feeling something cold beside him, Alfred's body fills with dread. He slowly turns and sees the phantom’s curls from the corner of his eye and immediately makes a run for it, slamming into the door before opening it again, and running out of the room completely.

“Al!”

“NOPE! Screw this!! I’m not staying here, Nat!! I’m sleeping in the truck!!”

Natalia sighs, shakes her head, and gets out from under covers to investigate what scared him. She puts on her slippers and walks over to the bathroom, hearing Alfred slam the front door on his way out.

Confirming that he was gone, Natalia squats down to the little ghost girl to meet at her eye level.

“You did a good job scaring him,” Natalia says.

“My first haunt!!” The little ghoul giggles, hugging her torn bunny.

“It was really good for a first time.” Nat holds up her hand for the girl to high-five her back. She happily returns the gesture.

“Can I do it again?”

Natalia tilts her head in thought, then smiles a bit. “Sure, why not?”

With another giggle, the girl disappeared momentarily. Nat returned to the bed with a chuckle on her breath and an estimate of 10 seconds before Alfred would discover his passenger princess.

A series of shrill and desperate screams coming nine seconds later confirmed it for her that the second haunting was undoubtedly a success.

Finally, she could enjoy a peaceful night, knowing Alfred was not going to be anywhere near her tonight.