#amecan?

[amoxesyoew]

trying to tell Matthew something

[enosimania]

America: You know what makes us different from all the other countries?

Canada: We're smart?

Mexico: No, no, no, America's not smart, don't be rude.

[aph-head-canons]

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America still wants Canada to become one with him. After the War of 1812, something changed America and he's been trying to get Canada ever since.  America doesn't even know why. He loves his brother dearly, but he knows that if he tried anything like that, other nations would be infuriated.

[2pcanako]

.....UGH,  not you...

but..i guess since you were the last mistletoe......

i could give you one....little.....kiss..

i would rather you kiss my fist tho

HUMPH!

[grcninja]

i finally got around to actually drawing something for dee's au!!

i liked the paper cut-out idea a lot. uvu

[kerrygethere]

Really dumb headcanon

Canada will never win the Stanley Cup until he finds the replica that he lost somewhere in America's house. He still doesn't know if America is actually clueless or intentionally hiding it from him.

[sruoh]

What he sees

I needed to get rid of my writing block thing, so I was looking through creative writing prompts and this one looked nice to do.

Write about something ugly — war, fear, hate, cruelty — but find the beauty (silver lining) in it.

Taken from here

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Matthew had no idea what happened to his brother. He was smart (enough) handsome (very) and he was funny, kind, and he just didn't understand.

He didn't.

Why did he go and kill someone, someone dear to both of them, their father, caretaker, the one who raised them.

Arthur.

So as he sits and watches his brother's trial, he couldn't help but think badly of him.

Give him the death penalty! 

He screams that in his mind, and he just felt scorn, hateful glares were thrown at him, and Alfred kept his head down, but he was still smiling, smiling at Matthew.

He freezes, and he wonders why he felt something bubble in his chest, and he sees... Beauty? Love? He doesn't understand. Is this what it means to see the beauty in the most ugliest of things?

He sits and stares as his brother is sentenced to life.

[youcanstayinmyheart]

"You don't need to know me," I said. "No. But I want to," was his reply. "I don't like repeating myself," I warned him. "Go away." "I think you like to talk," he said. "You want me here." "NO. I don't! Now leave me alone!" I was screaming now. He was quiet. I didn't like the quiet. It made me uneasy. "I won't leave," he told me. "Don't cry." I don't remember when I stopped.