Oh man, I just watched the first episode. With subs because I am linguistically retarded.

( Warning: alternating between unconstructive critism and squeeing. )

 I am so, so sorry.

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Okay, first of all, I'm sorry that I was late adding everyone from the friending meme. My internet wasn't working for a while, so yea.

Now that that's out of the way, let's talk about why someone like me, who is not into boylove and was not into history before discovering this, is still reading a comic that is mostly those two things.
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You know what? I'm sick of serious theories. This post is henceforth dedicated to crack theories concerning Kumajirou-san/Mr Bearson/that stupid bear.

( If you are really bored, you might click this. )

After I looked back at that awful Russia fic I posted, I told myself that I wouldn't post any more Hetalia fanfic on the internet. But then this story popped up in my head and wouldn't leave me alone. I'm hopping it doesn't suck like the last one did.

( He loved Italy because she was Rome’s granddaughter. )

So I was re-reading the Chibitalia chapter because I could when suddenly The Lion King popped into my head.
( Look, I don't know. )

More hetalia theorizing because I am a dork.

( Culture, countries, and Sealand. Wait, what? )

...and I have a habit of trying to make comedic canons deeper than they actually are. 
But anyways.
In Hetalia, the countries seem to be more closely bonded to their people than their territory.
( rambling under the cut. )

First Hetalia fic that actually has some length (and likely suffers for it). And good gosh, I managed to make Italy angsty. How, self? How?

( In Venice, a man stares out of his window, opens his eyes, and thinks. )

Oh gosh new fandom. I WISH I COULD QUIT YOU. And I seem to only be capable of writing about insanity and despair and doom. I hope that changes someday. But for now, fanfic with 1950's!Alfred. With insanity, yes.

( Alfred breaks the mirror because his smile reminds him of Ivan. )