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throwback to that one episode where england straight up dies 💀

My Hetalia x Ace Attorney AU!!

No fr, the amount of memes that already exist, but as the nations? That would be so funny! i feel like when it come to America, I do feel like the older generations are a little iffy about him, but America would definitely have a respectful moment and talk to them about the early/mid-20th century with the excitement of a child

I wonder what the regular people in Hetalia think about the personifications. Do Italians even like Mr. North Italy or do they prefer Mr. South Italy more? What about the Russians, do they like Ivan at all? I think the British are indifferent towards Arthur, it's like a "Oh yeah, that's Mr. England and he lives over there. He asked my nan for sugar once." ,,, We already know that people know about Francis and see him as a neighborhood celebrity of sorts. As for America I like to think people are pretty divided about him, with the younger generations liking him bc he acts like a jackass and the older generations hating him because he acts like a jackass. Do they have "me at the bottom of the Mariana's Trench looking for Alfred F. Jones' middle name" meme like how we have "me looking for Obama's last name" memes? 😭

As soon as I see that jacket again in the first episode I WILL burst into tears like a big ol baby ;A;

Some headcanons for America/Canada

• He is fluent in almost every language and his pronunciation is perfect.

•Canada is the only one who knows this. He also knows that America never speaks the languages because no matter what the other countries will insult him on anything and everything he does. Canada knows it affects America a lot, but he pretends it doesn’t. The “Hero” personality is mostly a front in many ways.

•Among the languages America uses regularly is ASL. America unconsciously signs when his emotions are extreme, good or bad, and on occasion when he’s in deep thought. He likes to sign along to songs. He doesn’t really notice he’s doing it.

•Canada is fluent in ASL. He can gauge his brothers mood based on this.

•They use ASL to communicate when they don’t want the other countries to know what they’re talking about. (It drives the other countries absolutely crazy.)

•If you ask America what his favorite movie is he’ll say Captain America (anything Marvel actually) or The Princess Bride. His real favorite movies are, Saving Mr. Banks, Steel Magnolias, Lilo and Stitch, and Up. He will never admit to liking those movies or to having seen any of them.

•America suffers from BPD, ADHD, BP-2. He’s lived with it his whole life. He learned early on how to hide it and lives by the motto “Fake it til you make it.” That’s why his “hero” persona seems forced sometimes. (Only England and Canada know about this. They don’t really talk about it. America doesn’t know that they know.)

•America loves that he now has a friend group! The Awesome trio just goofs around and just has fun together.

•America’s favorite person to spend time with is England. He will drop everything or bail on any other plans he has in order to spend some time with England.

•He doesn’t express his emotions well and doesn’t really know how to tell the people in his life that he loves them. He tries to do acts of kindness to show how much he cares.

•Affection is his love language. Loves hugs and cuddles ect. But only does that with people he loves and trusts completely. (England, Canada, Japan)

I have more but I will save those for another day.

*As a side note, the ASL stuff is actually something I do and those disorders I listed are my own diagnoses. If you read about them or you look up common symptoms, you’ll get why I picked them for him, or at least I hope you will.

I’d honestly pick a New England state or NY if I was them lol

California and Florida are sitting in jail together

Florida: So who should we call?

California: I'd call Texas, but I feel safer in jail.

I was thinking about the song Savage Daughter. This song has been sung by so many artists but my favorites are by Ekaterina Shelehova and The Smoking Flowers.

I think this song is fitting for NyoAmerica before England found her, when she still lived with Native America.

Maybe someday I’ll write a song fic. Let me know if you’d be interested in something like that.

I saw "Alfred" "Kiku" and "cake" and I knew this was going to end horribly😂

Ameripan 39?

39. “Come on, it wasn’t that bad!”

Kiku sighed as he stared at the pink monstrosity before him, which could hardly be recognized as edible, much less a cake. It looked absolutely nothing like the (beautiful) picture Alfred had shown him from Pinterest of a white cake with intricately frosted cherry blossoms.

No, this blob was...something else.

Here is how they had arrived at this point:

Alfred had shown up at Kiku’s apartment a few hours earlier. It was Kiku’s birthday. Alfred, being considerate of Kiku’s feelings, but still lacking in manners, had invited himself over as an alternative to throwing Kiku a surprise party (which of course he would have disliked).

“We’re gonna have some fun!” Alfred declared, kicking his shoes off in then entryway and hurrying into the kitchen with several grocery sacks full of supplies.

“What is all this?” Kiku asked, trailing along behind him.

Alfred had already begun to unpack the bags, resulting in a myriad of baking supplies strewn haphazardly across Kiku’s meticulously organized kitchen counters.

“I’m gonna make you this!” Alfred said, whipping out his phone and shoving it toward Kiku. Displayed on the screen was a gorgeous cake—a smooth white frosted surface adorned with masterfully crafted chocolate tree branches and fondant cherry blossoms. It was quite the piece of confectionary artistry.

“You can make this...?” Kiku asked, not trying to be rude...but he had seen Alfred’s artistic ability.

“Yeah!” Alfred said, setting his phone on the counter and starting to dig through Kiku’s cabinets for bowls and spoons. “It’s cherry blossoms so it’s, like, totally your thing, right?”

“Right...” Kiku admitted, though he winced at the sound of clattering kitchenware. “What do we need to do?”

Skip ahead an hour or two and...the result was in front of them. Kiku, being too polite to intervene, had let Alfred take the lead. Of course, Alfred, believing he had all the answers, had taken some shortcuts here and there—not timing himself while using the beater, not leveling off the tops of the full measuring cups, baking at a higher temperature for shorter time believing the cake would be ready faster, and not waiting for the cake to cool before applying the frosting.

The one place Kiku had tried to intervene was the drawing of the cherry blossoms. Alfred did not even have fondant (nor did he probably know what fondant was), but Kiku felt confident he could at least draw an acceptable cherry blossom.

“Perhaps I could try...” he suggested.

“Nah, I don’t wanna make you do work on your birthday!” Alfred insisted. “You just sit back and relax, Keeks!”

Kiku was having a hard time relaxing.

In the end, Alfred had tried to carefully squirt out some pink frosting in the shape of flowers, but mostly they just came out looking blobby, and the shade of pink was far too dark for a cherry blossom anyway.

Still, Kiku would not complain. After all, Alfred had taken time out of his day to come and bake for him on his birthday, hadn’t he...?

He tried to hide the look of trepidation that was surely on his face.

“Hmm,” Alfred hummed, looking between his phone and the cake. “It doesn’t really look like the picture.”

Kiku stayed silent, but that must have clued Alfred in to his silent frustration.

“Er,” Alfred said awkwardly, shoving his phone back into his pocket. “I’m sorry...haha. I guess I’m not much of a baker... But come on, it’s not that bad!”

Kiku was not about to affirm or deny that statement, so he settled for a neutral, “I’m sure it will still taste fine.”

“Yeah!” Alfred said. “Well, let me put in the candles so I can sing Happy Birthday to you.”

Kiku’s heart sank.

“Ah, that really isn’t necessary—“

“Aw, come on, it’s your birthday! How old are you anyway?” Alfred insisted.

It was going to be a long day.

My dorks

Drew these a while ago and posted on Twitter but decided it was time to post them here.

I’ve always wanted to draw them like this!

First, Japan goes fanboy for England a little

France's hair is so ✨FLOOFY✨

Germany's back to being a hard potato with his slickback hair

China and Japan are adorable(As always UwU)

And the most Anime and dramatic way I've ever seen anyone eat a fucking chocolate bar(France rubbed off on him too much)

All in all.....A great episode of Hetalia!

AB: Wow, Benard. Didn't know you actually knew how to have fun.

MB: Shut up Alberta.

Featuring my 2pUSA (Jake) & Nyo! 2pUSA (Libby), @ask-hws-guam Guam (Maiana) and Nyo! Guam (Hirao), and @ask-badlydrawn-canadia-provinces Manitoba

*hides papers behind back*

These aren't mine, they're that new micronation's! *nervous laughter*

Conspiracies?

-@portugals-conspiracy-theories

"Conspiracies? Weeell, it's not much, but I recently heard that a certain Canadia providence was seen at a UFO investigation club... I wonder what that was all about?"

AB: He's over there bothering Québec.

QC: Why is Ontario friends with this weirdo?

Conspiracies?

-@portugals-conspiracy-theories

"Conspiracies? Weeell, it's not much, but I recently heard that a certain Canadia providence was seen at a UFO investigation club... I wonder what that was all about?"

*boops*

NS: Oh, you better run pal. He looks mad. And this guy fights polar bears and wins.

Re-upload one my art from twitter xd

November 2023

Just sweet America.

Prompts milkshake and rollerskates for the @femtalia-hetaevent.

Mixing the prompts story telling and nostalgia.

Another day filled with paperwork had gone by and the young woman was relived to finally be able to go outside and get some fresh air into her lungs. On her way out she had expected to find Ludwig hidden behind the stacks of documents that covered his desk these days.

So not catching sight of the blond man was a normal occurrence, but for her to be walking around the desk and finding the chair empty was not. Amelia usually needed to pull the other young nation away from the work that was given to him.

After a quick round of questioning the staff, she came to the conclusion Ludwig had left without informing anyone like he was supposed to. Which meant she needed to find him first, before any of the others found out and then things might get out of hand.

Unable to find the other nation, America headed home to her apartment and while driving she couldn’t imagine where he might have run of to.

While she was driving around  a corner the cars’ front lights illuminated a person. Male, blond, muscled and she guessed he was going to be tall when he stood up. She had found her missing German.

Amelia quickly parked the car and nearly jumped out of the vehicle.

“Germany!” she shouted “What are you thinking?!”

He turned around at the sound of her voice, but didn’t get up from the spot he was sitting.

“Well?”

“I needed some time alone with my thoughts.”

The young superpower sight softly. “Can’t you think about that at home?”

At that he looked like she was insane.

“I can’t go home.”

She felt for the other nation in some way, but he needed to be punished for all the things his people had done.

She simply shook her head and after some time she raised her gaze.

“You gave my home, my heart to the Soviet Union. We would have fought beside you to stop him, but you gave Gilbert to Ivan instead. Now it’s just the USA and the Sovjet Union, the last two superpowers.”

After a moment Ludwig simple added one sentence to his statement. “I miss my big brother.”

In some way she could relate to that.

Amelia sat down besides the defeated nation without saying anything.

Prompt campfire for @wildwestaliaweek