Ok but FAC family FrUK potential!

Instead of single punk dad Arthur, single perfectionist, never-there dad Francis.

Two, handsome, charming sons he sends to the best private school. The twins are bilingual, well-groomed, study piano and violin, are well-exposed to the arts.

But Alfred shows every sign of inheriting his papa's eating disorder and is casting longing looks at the guitar section while he's supposed to be buying violin resin, Mathieu is buying pot in the alley by Arthur's club (or shop or apartment) and sporting bloody knuckles under his school uniform, and Arthur knows a thing or two about festering rebellion.

Or whatever. But the potential for Fail! dad Francis (without tipping into bad dad) and to explore other potential aspects and relationships?!!

I love FACE and ACE family but ye gods, the yet unrealized potential of FAC family tropes!

the biggest reason why I feel so anchored to rusame is the (theorized) love story. the grueling background of their romance. the way they went from friends, to lovers, to enemies, to friends again, to... who knows? (I'm mostly going off fanon rusame and the more widely shared hcs I've seen)

forget about the cold war--I love to think of how in love they were before the patriotic war.

all the letters they wrote one another, the gifts they made for each other; a painted picture of their eye in a locket, a portrait etched onto a lacquer box. photographs, poems, postcards. a pure love story. then it went away. then having to ignore this gnawing feeling of missing each other, of yearning each other. having to replace such a fiery love with hatred in the blink of an eye.

then that hatred gradually dissipates to become... more longing, more yearning. they wouldn't call it love (I think) but that intense, agonizing emotion for each other is always there and it's exclusive to them. them caring so little for each other and yet so much is so beautiful, so saddening, so incredible. they are my favorite love story you could say????

also I think alfred and emil getting married is very funny because any human politicians would be like "yeah, they've been together for 80 years, they're practically an old married couple already!" but to the other nations it's essentially the equivalent of two 18 year olds deciding to get married after dating for a week.

I’ve said this before but I think I’ll elaborate further on this idea.

I think that in any nation-verse, Alfred is the older brother. It makes sense to me in the way that Alfred was the older brother, the one who ‘moved out first’ in a sense. Matthew was the younger sibling that got left behind.

I think that this could have been a factor into why the two of them weren’t in contact for so long, ignoring Arthur and his feelings.

I’m also taking into the accountability that Alfred grew up much quicker than Matthew did.

Something I will note is that in some Human-AUs, Matthew being older just makes more sense. As long as it fits the story better, of course. Admittedly, I do talk from personal experience for this one.

Again, everyone is entitled to their own opinions and views.

This was a scenario idea I had, enjoy!

North American trio!!

This eclipse is baller, ngl

On the America and Canada not being 100% white, I just wanted to share that ever since I saw Hidalgo years ago, I've been obsessed with that one scene in the race but between America and Turkey.

Turkey: You will not defeat me. I am born of a great tribe, people of the horse.

America: So am I.

(Honestly, I can't help but see that whole movie through a Hetalia filter but Frank/America especially.)

Oh man, I haven't thought of Hidalgo in ages! I honestly remember very few details about that movie, and I'm sure it wouldn't measure up quite to the stature that teenage me would have assigned it, but I do remember enjoying it.

Honestly, ethnicity aside, Alfred is all about that cowboy aesthetic, and not just for show. He was a cowboy, back in the day, and in many ways he still is. And it wasn't a shiny-boot hobby of rich white boys with daddies who owned land and horses. Alfred lived meal to meal and worked in the trenches with men who were hired by landowners and never paid their worth, and that's where he learned to ride for days on end, to play harmonica, to cook proper BBQ and sing prairie hymns. Call him a hipster, but the capitalization of the cowboy culture in modern times is one of the most surefire ways to make Alfred Jones say "I did this before it was cool; eat your heart out."

had a hetalia dream last night, and it was surprisingly coherent. it was during the start of the Great Rapprochement between the US and UK, I think specifically 1899 for some reason.

in any case, Arthur and Matthew were dead set on improving their relationship with Alfred, who wanted none of it. and in the midst of them pestering Alfred on potential Family Bonding Activities, Alfred, in an attempt to get them to go 'absolutely not' and hopefully give up, told them he was too busy and already had plans to do a cross-country cattle drive; and to make it really unappealing, the cattle trail in question was the Goodnight-Loving trail (that's what it's called!) from central Texas to Cheyenne, Wyoming. ie, this monstrosity

this is so fucking funny to me because I've done road trips through the Llano Estacado portion (Texas-New Mexico) and the entire drive just looks like hours upon hours of just

absolutely fucking nothing out there. 700 miles of dull. sometimes a plateau in the distance.

for some reason, maybe naïvety or lack of foresight, this did not dissuade Arthur and Matthew, who immediately invited themselves along. so it was the three of them, along with Ana María 🇲🇽, and, bizarrely enough, Natalya (who was like in hiding as a fugitive because she did something to piss off the Russian tsar???) and a few other cowboys. the rest of the dream was them roughing it for 700 miles as Arthur and Matthew had the time of their lives and Alfred spent the whole trip trying to not kill everyone and then himself.

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