Heartslabyul:

Riddle Rosehearts

🌹 The Welcoming Ceremony thing was so confusing for Riddle.

🌹 Imagine how he felt when he saw this magicless student suddenly KICK the headmage! And the strange cat-racoon-tanuki monster!

🌹 With amazing form all throughout! Even after literally SOMEHOW JUMPING THROUGH FIRE?!?!?

🌹 They were also very loud! The ceremony is a SOLEMN occasion! Do they have no sense of proper decorum?! OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!!

🌹 Riddle wished he could just off that student's head!! Except said student had no magic at all!

🌹 Not only that! But right after kicking the headmage and the monster, they say, "Aiyahh. These people and this talking cat is so immature, they'll probably never grow up. Ah yes! Would you like to sample some Chinese tasty treats?!" SO NONCHALANTLY!! (If you get this reference, please be my friend lmaoo)

🌹 Disrespect to not only the occasion, but the headmage AND THE STUDENTS!?! OFF WITH THEIR HEAD!!!

🌹 Yeah... not exactly the best experience.

🌹 After the whole dwarf mine incident, he hears that the magicless student from the ceremony AND THE MONSTER became an official student?! With the former being a dorm leader of Ramshackle?!?!

🌹 Goodness, he can only hope those troublemakers won't be causing any trouble.

🌹 Then he hears that the Tart Thief (Ace) took refuge in Ramshackle?! Goodness!

🌹 During the Lunch scene (when Cater, and Trey meet ADeuce and Grim), he sees a very... strange? sight.

🌹 Do you wanna know what he sees? Well, he sees the Ramshackle prefect cooking food, feeding Grim, and shoving other food on Cater, Trey, Ace, and Deuce's plates (and mouths, if they weren't talking). ALL AT ONCE?!?!

🌹 Yes, Riddle. This is the power of a 4000+ year old nation 🙂

🌹 Anyway! After those scenes and stuff, Riddle's first impression of the prefect is that they are loud, obnoxious, weird, pushy, fearless, and strangely efficient in cooking food.

🌹 The Ramshackle prefect probably force-fed Riddle with one of the food. And while he would usually off the head of the person who would DARE do that to him, he couldn't help but stop and enjoy the food-

🌹 When he sees them in the Unbirthday Party, he's actually surprised to see that the Heartslabyul uniform looks pretty good in the Ramshackle prefect... (Red looks good in Aph China, let's face it, everyone)

🌹 When Riddle went apesh*t on the fact that Ace brought a Mont Blanc/Marron Tart, you (the Ramshakle prefect) were NOT happy 😠

🌹 Like, you were probably like, "AIYAHH!! HOW DARE YOU SAY NO TO THAT TART THEY PAINSTAKINGLY MADE FOR YOU!? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?! I EVEN PUT IN SOME OF MY SECRET INGREDIENTS THERE!! AND YOU STILL SAY NO?!?! AISSHHH I WILL DROP KICK YOU UNTIL YOU ACTUALLY TAKE IT AND EAT IT!! (Insert you saying a couple of insults, curse words, and other stuff in Chinese)

🌹 Okay, Riddle stopped understanding what you were saying once you started ranting about it. But while he couldn't even understand what you were even saying in that weird language of yours, why does he feel bad?!?!

🌹 That is the power of Asian parent rant/scold/talk.

🌹 But then, Deuce mentioned something about Tyranny, and suddenly the prefect went quiet??

🌹 You suddenly went quiet when Deuce mentioned it being tyrannical or dictatorial. (Insert all of the instances China has mentioned these, as well as China's history with it-)

🌹 Anyway, during Riddle's Overblot, you definitely beated the ink out of the weird monster behind him-

🌹 You probably beat him with a wok you somehow pulled out??? (You prolly pulled it out of your @ss)

🌹 Anyway, after his overblot, you confront Riddle about his past.

🌹 You also say a lot of wise things, making Riddle surprised.

🌹 You also somehow pull out a lot of great food, pastries, and other stuff and feed them to Riddle while he was recovering.

🌹 After that, Riddle realizes how kind and wise you are. Sure, you're also a pain in the neck to deal with, but you also know how to be mature, which he appreciates.

🌹 You also prepare some food for him and the rest of Heartslabyul. You help Trey in the kitchen a lot too.

Savanaclaw:

Leona Kingscholar:

🦁 Oh? A little herbivore actually kicked the headmage and their supposed "familiar", and offered everyone else food right after? How interesting...

🦁 When you stepped on his tail, and he makes the threat, honestly, you probably went into a fighting stance; or pulled out you trusty wok-

🦁 This makes Leona surprised, as it isn't everyday someone would actually respond like this to his threats.

🦁 It also makes Leona excited. This herbivore seems pretty confident. Must be pretty strong and brave too, since he saw that form they had when kicking the headmage.

🦁 But why a wok?? 🤨🤨

🦁 Anyway, before the fight could actually start, Ruggie comes in, and the plot ensues.

🦁 Later on, when he meets you in Savanclaw and challenges you guys to a game of Magift, he was half-expecting, half-not expecting you to actually be good at a game meant for people with magic??

🦁 You probably used some cooking appliance or something else (like a stick? idk-) to hit the disc around 🙄😒🤣

🦁 You also most likely had a hunch that the culprit was someone from Savanaclaw. Since no one from Savanaclaw was actually getting injured.

🦁 Honestly, why didn't Heartslabyul/the MC even think of that?

🦁 Anyway, we had no solid evidence anyway, so the plot goes on.

🦁 Overblot!Leona gets absolutely destroyed by you and your trusty wok.

🦁 You also somehow not seem so affected by the sandstorm going on?!

🦁 Anyway, after his overblot, and the Magift games, Cheka goes in the infirmary to check on Leona.

🦁 Also, Cheka absolutely LOVES you. You're nice, you're funny, and you were AMAZING during the game! And now he wants to learn how to play Magift with a wok 🤣🤣

🦁 Anyways, like with Riddle, you definitely sit him down and feed him lots of food while giving him a free therapy session some advice with lots of wise words.

🦁 Leona doesn't really listen much (he's too busy chowing down on that delicious food of yours), but takes some words to mind.

🦁 He also sometimes has you cook for him when Ruggie gets too busy.

🦁 Edit: The first time you saw Leona (and basically every beastman), you took one look at his ears and immediately wanted to touch and pet them. Like in this video, 0:12 timestamp. Leona as Japan.

Octavinelle:

Azul Ashengrotto

🐙 He hears about how great your food is and immediately thinks of how he can take advantage of that.

🐙 Our little capitalist over here literally tries getting you into a contract with him so he can exploit your cooking skills.

🐙 And when he sees that you came to Monstro Lounge to talk about the anemones, he's overjoyed!

🐙 Other than Ramshackle being up for collateral, he also put "the Ramshackle Dorm Prefect's Services" or something similar.

🐙 Also, he definitely reminds you of America and Russia, which is strange because both of them don't really like each other; but you still see them in Azul.

🐙 Mostly because of Azul's shadiness and charisma, respectively. And capitalism (for Alfred/America-)

🐙 But you still signed the contract, because Grim told you to, like the little loveable sh*t he is.

🐙 Anyways, the plot goes on.

🐙 Like every other overblot that happens, you beat the overblot up with your amazing wok, and martial arts skills with the others.

🐙 Now, Azul does sort of look up to you, because you seem like this really britherly or fatherly person in the most chaotic way; lots of people like you. He also envies you because you weren't bullied at all, and you seemed like you had a great childhood.

🐙 But really... did you actually have a childhood? I'm pretty sure your history during your earlier years were full of war and violence. You might as well be traumatized or something. Plus, being a country personification isn't the best thing in the world, really.

🐙 Anyway, you sort of open up about this with Azul in the most subtle way possible. Without having to disclose that you're actually over 4000 years old and are a country personification back at your world.

🐙 After all the drama, you definitely still help Azul with Monstro Lounge, as long as he pays you, honestly (because that crow of a headmage doesn't).

🐙 Edit: You also make a China Town with Azul's help in NRC. You both share the income of Chinatown, and Azul will help advertise your Chinatown.

Scarabia:

Kalim Al-Asim

☀️ This baby wouldn't even treat you any differently to be honest.

☀️ He basically treats you the same way he would the main character.

☀️ Kalim would also ask you about the place you're from and its food, cultures, etc.

☀️ He loves your food!

☀️ Jamil be sighing in relief that he doesn't have to constantly cook for Kalim and that he has a helping hand in the kitchen.

☀️ Kalim would also LOVE to know more about your siblings; and would tell you about his too!

☀️ Just little wholesome things with him, to be honest

☀️ He would also teach you about modern technology cuz you are a boomer.

☀️ When Kalim was getting really sad, especially during Jamil's overblot, you tried to comfort him.

☀️ How you comforted him? Through food, and some wise words here and there.

☀️ You're an old country who has a lot to say about things, when given the chance.

☀️ And being around Kalim just allows you to simply release all your worries and just talk with him 😊

☀️ Sorry this is short, it's literally all so wholesome and sweet-

☀️ Edit: during the marching to the oasis things, you serve everyone food and water, and somehow build a cabin building. Jamil is stressed.

Pomefiore:

Vil Schoenheit:

👑 This queen takes one look at you, and approves of your fashion style.

👑 At least you know what looks good on you and what doesn't.

👑 Hears that you designed a Ramshackle Dorm Uniform and thought it looked amazing!

👑 He also would definitely go up to you and ask you about your skin care and hair care routines.

👑 You probably teach him how to do the make up from back then; like, old-style make-up and how to make other cosmetic items that were made during old times.

👑 Also, MODEL/FASHION HANGOUTS!

👑 You guys also do a bit of gossip here and there and complain about other people to each other.

👑 During the Pomefiore arc, he sees you trying to teach everyone how to do some traditional Chinese dance, and sees how great you are at dancing!

👑 Has you help him teach the first years how to dance with elegance and grace.

👑 After his overblot, you don't exactly comfort Vil, because you don't know exactly what to say to him.

👑 But you keep him company as he recovers, and do your best to keep gim happy and content.

👑 With food, of course.

👑 However, Vil can't help but notice how you've been praising or acknowledging him and his efforts more; and also make sure he's taking care of himself properly.

👑 Vil is heartwarmed on how you do your best to comfort him.

Ignihyde:

Idia Shroud:

💀 He's seen, and heard of what you can do.

💀 And it makes him a bit nervous to actually approach you.

💀 He really doesn't approach you at all.

💀 But he's really scared of how good you are at martial arts.

💀 Just like that one SSR character from...

💀 He also thinks that your attitude is alright.

💀 Another reason why he wants to stay away from you is because of covid because you're one of those extroverts he wants nothing to do with.

💀 He reminds you of a much more reclused and socially awkward Japan/Kiku.

💀 I honestly don't know how to phrase this, because I don't know the full story of the Ignihyde arc; but you do try to get him to open up to you (and other people) more.

💀 I'll have to cut this short because I'm not very familiar with Idia as a character, and because I don't want to write something that might be contradictory towards the actual canon when the finale of Ignihyde actually releases.

Diasomnia:

Malleus Draconia:

🐲 You probably deeply respected Malleus, because he's a dragon.

🐲 Yknow, with China and his dragon in Hetalia? It only has like a few seconds or smthg of screen time; but it's pretty memorable for me.

🐲 Also, you have probably seen and fought scarier and worse people than Malleus.

🐲 Plus, Malleus is a bit of a sweetheart to MC sometimes. Even though he can be pretty terrifying, he has thise sweet moments.

🐲 Anyway, Malleus definitely compares you to Lilia.

🐲 And you guys also just talk to each other and ramble and listen to each other during your nightly walks.

🐲 You often visit Diasomnia to cook or give food for them, to save them from Lilia's abominations.

🐲 You guys would PROBABLY spar sometimes. No magic hand-to-hand combat. Sometimes combat with a stick, but Malleus wouldn't want to use magic to harm you.

🐲 Malleus can't help but feel this sort of ancient vibe/aura to you; like how he feels with Lilia.

🐲 Both of you are hopeless boomers too.

They find out you're a personification of a country:

Riddle: Excuse me WHAT?! 😐🤨😦😧😨😱 He'd be all, "No way... I fought, lashed out at... and disrespected a country personification?!?!" And would applogize to you so much. After he's absolutely sure you've forgiven him, he would LOVE to know your contry's history, traditions, and even laws/rules of the country!

Leona: 😐😑😐🤨 His intial reaction would be like, "Okay??" and then the realization sets in. He doesn't freak out, no. Well, he does internally. But it isn't much really. He does get a bit interested in some of the emperors/rulers your country has had before. Other than that, he doesn't make a big fuss about it. He does treat you with a tad more respect, though.

Azul: Ah, I see... wait WHAT?! 😄😀😐🤨😧😨😱 Poor baby is horrified at the thought that he tried to scam a country. After a while of calming him down and stopping him from running to his octopot to cry, he finally calmed down. He gets interested in your country's specialties. He's also curious of your history, traditions, culture, language, basically EVERYTHING. He'd also want to know more about other country personifications.

Kalim: He isn't so affected, honestly. He thinks it's really cool, though. 😮😯😲🤩🤩 He'd also ask you about EVERYTHING about your country and your world. Tell him some stories about funny things in the past too.

Vil: He doesn't have much a reaction. Is pretty calm while you tell him, and asks his questions calmly. He wants to know the fashion history of your country and possibly the world. And other things like history, and other stuff.

Idia: He's horrified 2.0. Apologizes A LOT to you for everything he's made you go through. He's also a bit curious about other country personifications, and the technology in your world too. Telling him some nice stories of your past might make him feel a bit better. But also, congratulations, you've just made Idia solemnly swear to himself never to make you angry or get on your bad side.

Malleus: Ah.. I suppose I shouldn't be calling you Child of Man anymore, yes? He's a bit interested and perplexed on the concept of country personifications. But after some questions and explaining, he accepts you anyway. He's most interested on your past emperors/rulers, as well as some of the battles you've fought in. He's also interested in the other country personifications.

END.

I hope that was alright hehe. If you'd like me to add or remove anything, or if you have any constructive criticism for me, feel free to tell me!

Also, this video, with France as Rook. I just see this happening 🤣🤣.

Edit: Also, you try selling medicine to someone, but I don't know who. Like in this video (Russia as someone else), and this video (Japan as someone else). And I just posted this right before I went to sleep, so sorry for any typos-

America

It literally takes him at least half a dozen outings, a few concerned looks from friends and family, and a firm talking to from his partner to even realize that he’s been going out on dates with the reader. It’s not because he’s dense—he is, but that’s not the point—but because he’s not that interested in romance? He enjoys the odd romantic movie and all, but he never expects that he’ll end up like one of the protagonists in a romcom. 

Once America realizes that he’s been literally dating the reader, he’ll definitely try upping his game. What were once normally paced, almost sedate dates, America will try to make the shared experiences far more interesting. Why go see a movie when you can go skydiving? Or surfing? Or traveling the world over the weekend?

Honestly, America is well on his way to securing the affections of the reader if the reader likes to love life on the edge all the time. However, if the reader doesn’t truly enjoy such outrageous outings or they get tired of such pomp and circumstance, they have to break it gently to America that he is enough and that he doesn’t have to show off all the time. 

It may not show sometimes, but America is definitely a person who doesn’t have that much experience in becoming intimate with others. Sure, he can be charming, perhaps suave if he’s feeling particularly adventurous, but at the end of the day, he is still somewhat scarred by England abandoning him when he was younger. 

Honestly, he tries to give the world to the reader because he fears that he’s not enough. 

However, if the reader assured him that relationships are a choice and that they aren’t made easily—the reader is choosing you, America!—America slowly reverts to the dates that they had before his sudden realization. This includes lazy days spent in bed, running races to see who’ll get to the cheap theater down the street to see the latest blockbuster letdown, and time spent hanging out at local parts and talking. 

Overall, he’s very relaxed and doesn’t need to prove himself after that first hurdle in his and the reader’s relationship. Dates are small, spontaneous, but you can bet your bottom dollar that America will always end up making the reader laugh and giving the reader wonderful memories that will last them to the end of their days. 

China

After a couple of millennia, you would think that China would get tired of romance. This man has experience that even the Romance countries in the West would have a hard time trying to match. It’s not that he’s a romantic, but it’s in his quiet passion and age that really brings the reader in. 

Unlike America who doesn’t know the first thing about dating, China is a calm and quiet pursuer. He’s lived this long, the chase is a slow burn that courses through his body and gives him a ready rush of satisfaction once he watches the reader eventually succumb to his advances. 

Once he finally asks the reader and they agree, he takes them to see the sights all over his home. He tells them tales about past emperors, of great warriors who could accomplish great feats, and if the reader has proven to be trustworthy, he’ll even tell the reader stories of the children and territories that he had under his care. 

Dates at first are very… formal. There’s a sense that China is impressing the reader, but the way he does it is effortless. If he so chose, he would definitely leave the reader sighing in awe and wonder as they take in all of the sights that he has to offer. 

Once the reader and China are comfortable in their relationship, China doesn’t have to try as hard. Dates are now usually close to home where they can relax and simply breathe in the fact that they are together. 

It’s at this point that China reveals that he’s more than just a world weary old man who has seen too much. In fact, the more time he spends with the reader, he swears he can practically see all of his wrinkles fade away into smooth, unblemished skin! Did that white hair he saw a few days ago glisten with dark beauty? In short, spending time with the reader enables him to breathe freely, especially in his country where it’s not easy to just do what you want. 

He would definitely spoil the reader sometimes—while simultaneously spoiling himself. Years may pass, but he can never find it within himself to deny himself the pleasure of making sure that his significant other is comfortable and adorned in cute things. 

In summary, China is a master at seduction, but can be almost manipulative about it. His heart is in the right place, though, and he would definitely cease his advances if the reader says as much. Basically, he’s an elderly gentleman who already knows the ins and outs of romance—he’s not all fazed anymore.

England

Dates with England may result in the reader experiencing whiplash. Depending on how he and the reader met, the results are going to differ in both intensity and amusement. 

If the reader meets England while he was dressed in a business suit and coming out from a meeting, the reader’s first impression is going to be that he’s very straight- laced and professional. Likewise, the first few dates with him are going to be formal, almost stilted. The reader can expect that England will definitely have a few fancy restaurants booked so that they can get to know each other better. 

On the other hand, if the reader meets England while he’s roughhousing with other patrons at a pub, the reader will definitely get the sense that England is a man who may not hold his liquor well, but he can hold his own in a riot. He plays the part of a swashbuckling pirate down for a good time and dates following this occurrence reflect that. England will take the reader out to concerts, break a couple laws while drunk, and then get up to a few naughty things that would make any sane person blush. In short, England is a wild card in this scenario. 

And then—

This man has the audacity to change things up. And there’s no warning either. 

One day, England won’t arrive in a suit and tie. One day, he’ll approach the reader out of the blue, no calling beforehand or any of that nonsense, and then whisk them away for an adventure out on the streets. Gone is the suave gentleman who knows proper etiquette when dining with royals, the man in front of them is a rebel who thrives on the spontaneity of the moment. 

On the other side, one day England surprises the reader with a well pressed suit beige informing them that they have a reservation at the most expensive restaurant in town. In his hands, there are roses, but his eyes are still thinking with that mischievous spark that made the reader interested in him in the first place. 

But you know what’s most surprising after these first few initial dates? It’s the dates where England and the reader stay at home and the reader discovers that England wears knitted jumpers, his trousers are just a few washes away from being completely threadbare, and that he takes his tea with a little more milk and sugar than is recommended. It’s this side of England that the reader discovers that he is just like the sea: turbulent and chaotic, yet he is also the sound of waves crashing on the shore, constant. 

England lets the reader see all of his sides because he trusts them. 

France

Utter. Perfection. 

That is not an exaggeration. 

China may have a couple thousand years on him, but that doesn’t mean France isn’t as competent. Besides, even if France isn’t as old, that doesn’t mean that he hasn’t had many lovers before. 

When he dates the reader, he absolutely makes sure that he fully knows them first. For some people, he knows that impressing them on the first date is paramount to a great relationship. For other lovers, he knows that something quiet and understated is the way to their heart. With the reader, before he shows his interest, he takes note of what they are comfortable with and how he can accommodate their needs. If need be, he consults with the reader’s friends and family before coming up with the first few dates. 

As time goes by and the reader becomes more accustomed with France, he might take them out to fancy, high end restaurants or take them to the museums and cultural centers to enrich their knowledge about his country. 

Honestly, every date with France is always an adventure. He doesn’t like staying home all the time. What’s the point staying inside with your partner when you can explore the world? That said, dates aren’t restricted to just restaurants and the best of what Paris has to offer. France has many sights that tourists don’t always know about, but to France, they are near and dear to his heart. 

However, if the reader wishes to stay inside, France will oblige. He’ll make meals for his significant other and he won’t take no for an answer. Let him provide! All he wants to do is keep his partner happy and to make sure that they’re well fed. If he finds out that the reader doesn’t have good food stocked in their kitchen, he will definitely take them out to the nearest grocery store so that they can stock up together. (And before you ask, France will even offer to do the dishes once they are both done eating). 

France is an affectionate lover who is both the master of words and physical acts. His voice is smooth as honey, yet husky when the moment demands for it. He makes sure that all of his touches are caresses so as to tantalize and tease the reader. When the time comes when he’ll sleep with the reader (sexual or otherwise), he’ll always hold them close encased in his arms. He appreciates it if the reader faces him while he sleeps, it makes him somewhat happy that the first thing that the reader sees will be him once morning breaks.

France has lost many lovers in the past, but for now, he has the reader. 

Russia

The reader has to realize that when dating Russia, they have to stock up on vases and places to store all of the flowers that Russia will give them. Although sunflowers are Russia’s favorite flowers, he’ll bestow upon the reader a great plethora of flowers to compliment their own beauty and the way he feels about them. 

For their dates, Russia will always dress nice, no matter the occasion or however long he has been dating the reader. He wants to dress nice for the reader and he expects the reader to reciprocate as well. It doesn’t matter if the reader wears a nice suit and tie or a dress with high heels that cost a lot of money, impressions are important and Russia wants to take the reader out to nice places as well. It probably comes out of a place of insecurity—so many of his subordinates left in the past and now he eats alone at his house; he doesn’t want the same after dating the reader. 

Of course, taking out the reader on nice days isn’t going to be sustainable in the long run, so of course Russia has to devise other measures to go on great dates. He might become a little frustrated in the process, but once the reader tells him that they’re okay with dates that don’t meet Russia’s expectations, he relents. 

That said, whenever they go out to restaurants, Russia will always insist on paying the bill. It’s customary for him and he feels like he’s being the sole provider, which fills him with a source of pride. The reader will have to accept that because he can be quite persuasive and if not, very persistent. If the reader manages to pay, Russia will pay them back somehow. 

On particularly cold days, Russia likes wrapping his reader up in his coat. He’s an immortal being, he can handle the cold climate of his country. The sight of the reader ensconced in his massive coat appeals to his ego and makes him feel good about himself for once. It’s not exactly a sign of ownership, but rather, it’s like the reader is showing him that they don’t mind being wrapped in his embrace like this. 

When Russia and the reader can’t go out, Russia will keep them close to him. His body heat is enough to keep them warm inside and they can watch movies or simply talk. It’s one of the things that you can’t actually do while out in public and in expensive restaurants: being yourself and talking about whatever comes to mind. Here, in the warmth of his partner and at home, Russia can finally relax knowing that he’s enough for the reader. 

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FACE Family

Each of the members of the FACE family will have their own way of showing their love to you. With America, he’s more likely to put you in headlocks or give you noogies at the most inopportune of times. Canada will gladly give you a helping hand and lend an ear to your troubles. England has a stricter hand, but he’ll give you tea and words of encouragement if you’re ever feeling down. France likes to kiss your cheeks or your forehead and he’ll be sure to provide you with good food and clothing.

America and Canada are not only bad influences on each other, but on you as well. Catch them trying to bait you into performing stupid stunts with them when you go out mountaineering, skiing, or hanging out at the mall. They’ll be the first to suggest alcohol to aid in their antics (they do it more discreetly or directly supervise you while in America’s house), but they make sure that nothing bad ever happens to you.

If you do get injured because of their mischievous and competitive natures, they definitely try to one up each other in trying to care for you. That means that while Canada is busy gloating about his free healthcare, America will be busy sneaking in “good” food and entertainment for you to enjoy. And yes, behind the scenes, both of the North American brothers are busy getting chewed out by both France and England.

Speaking of “one-upping each other”, France and England are leagues above the petty rivalry that America and Canada have. Yes. It’s worse. 

Cut to England basically kidnapping you whenever he realizes that France is trying to monopolize your time. This English gentleman will definitely try to educate you on the finer parts of his history, make sure you grow up cultured, and try to sabotage your knowledge on France as a person (this is done jokingly, but you never quite know with how cunning England can get). Eventually, if you get under his skin enough or you spend enough time with him, you’ll eventually realize that England’s actions stem from the fact that he’s worried that you might abandon him and that he’s overcompensating to cover up his vulnerability. Once you realize this, you can definitely coax him into relaxing. This may lead into adventures that would put your escapades with America and Canada to shame. Where do you think the twins got it from?

Out of the FACE family, it’s France who definitely has all of the brain cells. He may not look it, but he’s definitely one of the more responsible Nations in the group, and that’s including England and Canada. He’s the one who makes sure that you’re all right after your time spent with the twins. He’s the one who tells you England’s misgivings and anxieties about himself. He’s the one who kisses your cheek, holds your hand, and showers you with compliments and praise because the rest of the family don’t have the courage to tell you how much they love you to your face. (Canada might, but he’s more into acts of service). 

As for relations with the rest of the world… You’re technically not supposed to attend the meetings and world summits, but no one bats an eye if you “accidentally” come inside and sit next to one of the FACE countries. 

Axis Powers 

The former Axis countries think you’re a marvel and a treat to have while in meetings. 

Veneziano, especially, likes chatting with you and taking you out to Italian restaurants or giving you some of his homemade foods after meetings. He even asks if you would like to spend some time at his house so that he could show you some of his most famous sites and to meet his older brother. 

Meanwhile, Japan is a little more reserved, but he would definitely be more than happy to talk to you about the latest video games and anime. Although he may not speak a lot, he is more than proficient with teenage culture in his country, so he might give you some new manga or souvenirs from his country if you ask nicely. 

Finally, Germany is a bit torn on what to do with you. On one hand, rules are meant to be upheld. On the other hand… Well, it’s not like you’re an ordinary human and you aren’t trying to jeopardize any of his colleagues’ well-being. Eventually, he does get used to your presence and he might actually give you some tasks to keep you busy if you’re bored. If you’re into running errands, filing documents, and making sure that all of the tech is working fine before, during, and after presentations, then hanging out with Germany might just be for you!

Nordics 

Another group of note who definitely like having you around are the Nordics. 

Denmark is like America: he’ll definitely like hanging out with you and possibly thinking of pranks. If the both of you aren’t busy carousing, he’ll definitely tell you stories of when it was just him, Norway, and Sweden during their Viking days. For fun, he’ll try to convince you that salmiakki is a delicacy and that if you don’t like it, your taste buds might have gone missing. 

Get ready to be wowed and amazed by how rowdy and boisterous Norway and Sweden were when they were in their “teens” like you. Norway is a tad quieter than Denmark, but he’ll definitely add his own commentary and correct any of Denmark’s recounts he finds too fantastical. That said, Norway is also a storyteller in his own way. If a meeting happens to be in his homeland, he’ll take you to see the trolls and walk along his fjords. Talking isn’t his forte, but the things he says and how he says it (always with a sarcastic or deadpan delivery) will definitely make you laugh. And when he sees you laugh, he’ll become fond of you. 

It takes at least a dozen meetings before you and Sweden actually speak. Sweden won’t admit it, but he’s sort of wary of you. Immortal humans are rare, if they even exist in the first place, and you’re relatively young at that. Furthermore, he knows that his size and his stoic demeanor may have served as a deterrent to your burgeoning relationship even if he truly wanted to get to know you better. Eventually, the both of you get to talking (maybe Sweden gets the courage to ask after your health or answer a question you may have intended for someone else) and that’s when you realize just how sweet and tender the stoic Nordic can be. You’ll never tell Denmark this, but you find that Sweden has better ideas and better executed pranks than him. (And yes, you once teamed up with Sweden to prank America and Denmark). 

Finland is the first Nordic country to greet you. He knows that most of the Northern European countries have a reputation for being a bit too cold, but he wants to dispel that notion! He’ll answer any and all questions that you have, offer you some time spent in a sauna, and he’ll even offer you your Christmas presents early (shh, don’t tell anyone!). On good days, he’s a bit of a chatterbox and if you ply him enough, you’ll find out more than your fair share of secrets about the Nordics that you or Finland shouldn’t have known in the first place. 

Out of all the Nordics, you might find that you’ll have the best relations with Iceland. Even though he may have a temper that falls from hot to cold on a dime, Iceland can be a soft spoken sweetheart who doesn’t know how to deal with being the youngest member of the Nordics. The both of you can bond over the fact that you are the youngest in your respective families and how the older members don’t always connect with you well. Furthermore, since you’re both teenagers, he’s definitely the one who’s the most in tune with modern slang and trends. He’s touch starved because he’s not only an island Nation, but he’s also too proud to ask Norway or any of his other older brothers for a hug or a pat on the head. That’s okay, because he’ll definitely be more openly affectionate with you (as long as Norway and the rest aren’t around). 

In short…

Know that you are always loved and someone will always have your back. Disagreements may happen, fights may occur, but at the end of the day, you are family. 

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Groaning, he opened his eyes and narrowed them in a mocking facade of irritation. “Do we have to leave? It’s nicer here.”

You smiled. “Is it because the bed is warm?”

He hummed. “Maybe.”

“Is it because you’re tired and don’t want to go to the meeting today?”

He hummed again, this time, there was a mischievous lilt to his tone. “That may be one of the reasons why.”

Pressing your lips against his hair was beginning to be one of your favorite pastimes. At this point, there wasn’t a point in time where you couldn’t possibly not want to caress his soft curls against your face. 

“And the main reason why you can’t be bothered to get up?” You teased. After having spent countless mornings waking up like this, you knew his answer. It was obvious, of course, but you wanted to hear it straight from his lips. 

You could see Spain roll his eyes before he leaned up from the caress of your arms to snag a kiss from your lips. It wasn’t hungry, but there was a sense of urgency that caused your breath to stutter. With every slight brush of his lips against your own, you could feel yourself melt, which contrasted with the way your arms tightened against his torso. 

Spain rested his forehead against yours, eyes closed and chest heaving with exertion. 

“The main reason, querida?” 

You nodded, gently coaxing him into revealing his answer. 

“Well,” he rolled himself onto his back and made sure that you were on top of him. “It’s because I have my sweet, beautiful, gorgeous—”

You wacked him on the chest before leaning down again, nose to nose. 

“Enough with the flattery. You’re going to be late!”

Spain pretended to think for a moment before he buried his face into the crook of your neck. “Fifteen more minutes won’t hurt and—” He nibbled at the sensitive skin on your neck. “—it’ll definitely be worth it.”

You pretended to act nonchalant, but inwardly, you could feel yourself warm with delight. “Fifteen minutes more, then.”

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At first, he thought that time was simply a construct that he could never quite grasp. Time was always finicky for Nations. Days could pass, but feel like seconds. Decades were tiny flecks of sand in an unending flow in an hourglass. Centuries were felt a little more closely, but in a way that most humans would think upon in nostalgia for simpler times, of their childhood. 

Then, when the time periods began to drastically change and the old ways were slowly forgotten, China knew that you were different. Were you a wayward province that sprung up from the ground? Were you a newfound supernatural presence?

But no, you were just a human with a lifespan that could rival that of smaller countries and regions. 

It was astounding.

For a while, China thought about ignoring the issue. You weren’t a threat. Sure, you had years of living to guide you, but you didn’t have the innate experiences of millions flowing through his veins. If he focused hard enough, you were one of the many thoughts lurking at his consciousness, one of the hearts that pumped his blood. Your presence was strongly intertwined in China’s. Most humans lived for less than a century; you were as constant as China’s shadow during a waning afternoon. 

But then…

Then, China thought about keeping you close. It was rare for humans to live long, fulfilling lives. Rarer still, however, to come across a human who had many more years of life to experience but was not utilizing it to the best of their potential. Humans were untapped sources of potential; he wanted you to meet yours. 

But here was the thing: China knew who and what you were. 

You were still blissfully unaware.

Living among humans lent itself to a host of problems. There was, of course, the inevitable realization that China couldn’t live in a village for any longer than a few years because he did not change, not like the way humans could. As time went on, China began to realize that people were making connections with the strange wanderer with centuries in his eyes, but youthfulness in both face and movement. It was harder to remain anonymous, to be nothing more than just a passing Chinese citizen who was at times both an old man yet a contemporary all at the same time. 

And the more people realized that China wasn’t just a normal person, they began to tell stories. Stories then went on to evolve into the lifeblood of myths and legends. Some were true (as much as China hated to admit it), but others were either plain lies or ridiculous twists on the truth. 

No one could have guessed that Nations could have existed. 

Which made it all the more harder for China to locate you.

Well… That was actually a lie. Considering you were heavily ingrained into China’s being, he always had a passing sense of where you were. It was the same sense that he had when encountering strange Nations, but not as strong. 

Like a cat targeting a mouse, China made his way to you.

What he hadn’t expected was that you were just as in tune with him. (That was actually wishful thinking in retrospect, but China did not want to admit that you always escaped him). 

Back then, you had your suspicions. You weren’t exactly sure when you were born or who your family was, but you were positive that the man who was always lurking at the edge of your periphery, who you had heard about from village elders to scholars from the palace, that this man was someone like you.

And not at the same time. 

You were immortal.

The man was something different.

And that alarmed you. 

For a time, the both of you ignored each other, but as time went on, when the strange accidental meetings didn’t look as accidental as before, you began to run at the sight of him. You couldn’t explain it, but you felt safe with this strange man, as if he were a long lost relative who came to see you again. He felt like home.

But you were still suspicious and you kept evading his attempts to talk to you.

Eventually, however, you began to realize that this man didn’t have nefarious intentions. Many times, over the years, he had actually bailed you out of situations where you had inadvertently gotten into trouble. Immortality came with a price and sometimes that price was when you accidentally visited a village one too many times and people recognized that you didn’t age. Other times, you would say or do things that would harken back to a simpler era and while you could lie your way around those things, sometimes people caught on. 

Either way, you put yourself in impossible scenarios at times and for better or for worse, the strange man who was probably immortal just like you, but in a different way, was there to help you.

He wasn’t always there to play savior, but he was definitely always within reach. For every person who bore down upon you with a sword, he was there with violence to match. If someone cornered you with questions that you had no idea how to answer, he redirected the conversation. 

For reasons unknown to you, he protected you.

Over time, you had become less wary concerning the man’s presence and slowly… It was almost comforting. Again, it felt like he was home. 

When was the last time you had stayed in a place that could be considered home?

So, out of curiosity, you decided to test your boundaries. Instead of running away the instant you sensed his presence, you stayed behind. Teased him for being slow. Got into a debate on whether or not the clothes that he was wearing were in fashion for this century. (Neither of you were going to admit that the clothes that the both of you were wearing weren't exactly up to date). And then, when he was about to grab a hold of you or convince you to come back with him so that he could discuss things in private, you would run.

You would move into a new village, set up shop as a wanderer and hope that you could earn your keep with what skills you had, eventually get into trouble or stay too long, and then the strange man would show up. Banter would last from a few precious moments to hours that stretched into the night. Eventually, you decided to ask him, blunt as a rock and wielded as such—

“Why do you always follow me around, old man?”

He looked down at you, irritation softened by fondness. “Don’t you know it’s rude to ignore and leave your elders?”

Without even thinking about it, you smiled. “And how do you know that you’re older than me?”

You heard the strange man mutter something to himself. You couldn’t quite catch it, but you knew that he was questioning his life choices. To be honest, you were doing the same.

Instead of answering your question, he regarded you silently, a plea in his eyes and fatigue weighing down his shoulders. He was tired of all of this. It was about time that both of you made a change. 

“Can we stop playing this game?”

You smiled wide and stepped closer to him, but still at a respectable distance. Bowing low, you said your name.

And then—

“Hello, you frustrating child. I’m China.”

You weren’t sure if he was joking, but you didn’t care. Right now, you feel safe. Protected. 

And perhaps, this was the family that you were searching for all along. 

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Germany 

The thing about Germany is that he’s young. Young by Nation standards and not as skilled or as experienced when it comes to dealing with the world. When he finds out that the reader exists, he… He kind of freaks out.

Immortal beings, he knows they exist and he is definitely one of the many phenomena that counts as immortal, but he has never been borne witness to an immortal human before! 

Germany definitely calls Prussia for advice on how to deal with teenagers. 

He also consults parenting guides, child psychologists, counselors, and even turns to other Nations who either reared younger Nations or are particularly close to humans. He takes meticulous notes and systematically tries out the advice—to varying degrees of success. 

What he finds out after he starts taking care of the reader is that the advice given to him isn’t a one size fits all situation. The reader isn’t a Nation who can govern themselves with minimal assistance. The reader isn’t a human who can die any day. The reader is special. 

The reader’s needs will be subsequently different. 

Once Germany realizes that not all advice will be good advice, he’ll turn to the reader. This time, he preps himself by actually listening and asking questions to find out the reader’s personality and their baseline needs and wants. 

After he finds out what makes the reader happy, what makes the reader tick, that’s when he’ll become the world’s greatest guardian. 

Yes, Germany will be a socially awkward mess at the start, but everything he does for the reader is because he cares so much, it almost hurts. Over time, he will gain more confidence and will show the reader that he is capable of taking care of them. 

Germany is a wonderful teacher, patient and enduring. He is keen on technology and the mechanical world, but he also has a keen grasp on other subjects. If the reader has any trouble learning about basic concepts on disciplines that Germany isn’t familiar with, he will personally stay up late at night going through research documents and looking up video lectures so that he can help out the reader with whatever questions they might have. 

On lazy days, Germany will bake as many sweet treats as possible because the measuring process relaxes him. He won’t force the reader to help him, but he can’t deny that the sound of someone whisking the batter or banging pots together by accident makes him warm on the inside. What makes the baking process even more wonderful is watching the reader stuff themselves silly with whatever he’s made. (Don’t worry, Germany has already noted their likes, dislikes, and allergies).

If the reader doesn’t like sweets, that’s completely fine! Germany still makes great, hearty meals! Whenever he does go on a baking spree, he’ll take the reader to visit his neighbors so that they can taste his baked treats. Not only is it a great bonding experience between Nation and immortal human, but it definitely fills Germany with great joy to know that he is doing the parenting thing all right whenever Hungary, Prussia, or Austria tell him how wonderful and helpful the reader is. 

Germany is strict with rules, but he is lenient if the reader pleads their case with sufficient evidence to amend the rules. (As time goes on, Germany may bend more often than not).

Although he is very introverted, if the reader is not, he will definitely brave crowds and scheduled outings if it makes the reader happy. If the reader is more introverted, he makes sure that the both of them have lives that are equally spent inside and outside enjoying other people’s company. 

Germany doesn’t say “I love you” often, but the reader can see it when he gently corrects them as they measure flour into a batter. Or when Germany teaches them how to change a lightbulb. Or when Germany lightly scolds them for being reckless. Germany reveals his love by caring actions. 

Italia Romano

When Romano finds out that there is an immortal human and there’s no one to take care of them, of course he’ll take them in! What, did you think that he let any child—immortal or not—starve and freeze to death?

Food. The language that Romano is most familiar with is food. He doesn’t care about the reader’s situation, their name, or why they're immortal. Romano will take one glance at their face and immediately start boiling water and rolling the dough for fresh pasta. YES. HE WILL MAKE FRESH PASTA FOR THE READER. 

Sure, he’s suspicious of outsiders, but this is a child. Un bambino! He can interrogate them later after they’ve been fed. So what if you’re immortal and loved for a long time, you’re still a child mentally and by the grace of God, Romano will make sure that the reader is comfortable in his home.

Romano isn’t always the best parent, but he definitely tries. It may have been almost two thousand years or so since Grandpa Rome has come by to raise him, but Romano knows the basics. And well, Spain did teach him a thing or two regarding discipline. 

Once the pasta frenzy has worn off, Romano will make sure that the reader knows how to manage and clean a household, how to garden, cook, and what the best marketplaces are for great produce. He’ll be damned if the reader gets scammed and doesn’t learn basic life lessons while under his care. 

That said, he can be quite gruff and not as patient as most, but he’ll do his best to rein in his temper. His temper is reserved for those idiots at world summits and for terrible people. For the reader, he’ll either leave the room or train himself to know the signs that he’s getting angry so that he can calm himself down before then. (This is a skill that he can learn and hone if he realizes that the reader is scared of angry yelling or is uncomfortable in general with loud sounds).

(He’ll never admit it, but this is a skill that helps in international meetings).

When Romano isn’t busy with paperwork, he’ll make the reader help him with household chores. Never before has his household looked so clean! He can be a bit of a taskmaster, but now that he has to set an example for the reader, he finds that he isn’t as lazy and willing to commit to weeding his entire garden or dusting every inch of his house. 

Romano is also a bit of a fashionista. Milan may be in Veneziano’s territory, but Romano has Rome so that obviously makes him better. He’ll make sure that the reader is decked out in clothing that will make any person green with envy. The style and the colors will match whatever the reader likes and Romano will spare no expense so that the reader can show off. 

On most days, Romano does not like staying inside of the house all the time. He’s the outdoorsy type who needs continual stimulation from his surroundings. He’ll take the reader out on walks in the late afternoons and early evenings, when the air is cool and the day is winding down. Sometimes, he’ll talk about the plants and the houses they’ll pass, the history of the inhabitants from centuries past. Other times, he’ll remain quiet, lost in his own thoughts. Walking calms him down whenever he’s most stressed and he hopes that the reader will use this as a coping mechanism should life become just as stressful. 

Romano says “I love you” like it’s a fact that can’t be contested by skeptics and scientists alike. He says it likes he’s berating his little brother or scolding Spain for being stupid. Of course he loves the reader! Are they deaf, blind, and stupid? He made the reader pasta for God’s sake! (Now shut your mouth and let Romano mother you, you oblivious ingrate).

Italia Veneziano

Veneziano loves children! They could be small, they could be big, talkative or quiet, boisterous or reserved—he finds children so enchanting! They are God’s gifts to the world and Veneziano finds himself entranced by them. 

When he finds the reader, immortal teenager and all, Veneziano immediately tries to take them under his wing. He may have missed out on the reader’s formative childhood, but he will do his best to provide for a better future for them!

However, Veneziano is Veneziano. He can be a flighty person at times, which results in scatterbrained decisions and short term gratification. Unlike Romano, Veneziano may not always behave like an older guardian should. 

That isn’t to say Veneziano won’t be a good parent. Parenting, like any other discipline, requires patience and consistent practice. He was a child once, wasn’t he? Veneziano prefers both the words of his former guardians and personal experience rather than turning to guidebooks or advice from professionals. Veneziano will definitely contact Austria and Romano for help. After that, he’ll pay very close attention to his reader. 

While he may be scatterbrained and may make impulsive decisions, he can be very observant at times. As an artist, he knows what brushes to use, the strokes certain hairs can make. What hues and dyes are complimentary and contrasting. He uses his eye for details to know if the reader is doing well. 

He’s an emotional person—often prone to tears or wide grins. The instant he knows that the reader is feeling down, Veneziano will immediately come running with warm hugs and pecks on the cheeks. Depending on what the reader needs at the moment, Veneziano can lend an ear, offer a glass of water to calm them down, or simply sit in silence as the reader tries to process their emotions. Veneziano knows what it’s like to be put down and smothered rather than express how he truly feels—he’d rather prostrate himself in front of the pope and give up his faith than let his reader feel the same way under his care. 

Similarly, if the reader is feeling joyful, Veneziano shares in their happiness. Happiness is bright yellows and oranges to him, warm colors that light up the earth and sets an inviting candle aglow within. 

Veneziano, whenever he feels introspective and nostalgic for the past, often paints. It’s a medium that has enraptured him since the days of his infancy. While Romano favors work that hardens his fingers and limbers his muscles (gardening and sculpting are one of many), Veneziano prefers arts that are finely tuned and detailed. He likes to doodle, to draw. Sometimes, he might brush his fingers playfully on guitars or bang on the keys of a piano. If the reader wishes, and he hopes that they do, he’ll impart his knowledge of the arts. He’s a patient teacher, and while his instructions may leave a lot to be desired, that doesn’t mean he isn’t trying his hardest. Eventually, he learns how to teach and the reader eventually learns the art of their choice. 

Like Romano, Veneziano likes dressing in nice clothing. He’ll let the reader run around in the shops of his finest cities with his credit card. He’ll let the reader express themself. You want that fabric in that specific color and pattern? Well, he isn’t wearing it and he can definitely give the reader tips should they want it, but for the most part, he’s hands off with the aesthetics. He trusts the reader to come into their own, and if they don’t, at least Veneziano knows that they aren’t in want of new clothing. 

Veneziano’s heart is in the ocean. He loves swimming and on odd days, fishing. Being close to the water makes him somewhat childish at times, but for the most part, he feels somber. He’ll teach the reader to swim and maybe he’ll give them private tours of his beloved birthplace in a gondola. (Yes, he’ll even wear the attire associated with gondoliers if they really want it).

When Veneziano says “I love you”, it’s always said in private. He’s more extroverted than his brother and infinitely more scatterbrained, but this? This declaration of love for a teenager under his care? It’s meant to be a decision handled with care and deliberation. As a child, Veneziano had lost so many: his famed predecessors, a little empire who fought too many battles young, and countless humans he had befriended. Love had been fleeting in the past, does he dare hope to hold onto it now? Veneziano says it in the moments where he is at his most stressed, when pressure needs release and he needs to let the reader know that he cares, that he always cares. “I love you” he says when he feels like he’s about to lose everything.

Japan

Japan doesn’t know what to do. As a Nation who had once been the king of isolation and closed borders, he isn’t always keen on opening up to others. He’s gotten better over the years, but even he needed some time to be by himself so he can enjoy the solitude. When he meets the immortal, teen reader, he’s beside himself in panic. 

The reader had to have spent some time by themselves, right? Would it presumptuous of him to take them in when they don’t really know each other? Did the reader already have an established place to stay? What about family? Would he be overstepping to offer them a place to stay?

Unlike Romano and Prussia, Japan doesn’t immediately welcome the reader. He’s polite and kind as always, but the change in dynamic from strangers to a family unit is slow and gradual. Like a river burrowing through the base of a mountain. 

At first, Japan will visit the reader and hope that they are doing well. He’ll make sure that their education is taken care of, that all of their needs are met. He might be an acquaintance checking on a citizen of his country, but he cares. 

Honestly, it’s up to the reader to give Japan the go ahead to take them in. At that point, all of Japan’s anxieties about parenting seem to decrease by tenfold. (He still has anxiety, always will if he’ll answer you truthfully, but now he knows that the reader actually wants to spend time with him!) 

Japan may be an old man like China and France, but he is definitely up to date with the times. He’s not as obnoxiously adamant on getting cute things for the reader like China or making sure that they have finery that will make their peers jealous like France, but Japan can provide for the reader in his own understated way. He’ll take them out to the best districts in some of his favorite cities for clothing, video games, certain knick knacks that he thinks the reader might enjoy, and whatever entertainment they want. 

While he may not speak much or physically emote, he is still very keen on showing some of his favorite things to the reader. When he’s busy with work or if he can’t muster the energy to speak, he’ll text them his favorite anime, recommend new pop bands, and even provide the names of catchy light novels. 

Because Japan is very quiet, he might end up startling the reader at the most inopportune of times. To accommodate the reader (and to decrease the chances of suffering a heart attack because startling the reader also startles him as well), he’ll often knock on hard surfaces twice to alert them. It’s a simple system that has evolved to include simple words and phrases that sometimes replaces a lot of their conversation. 

It’s mostly quiet in their shared house, which Japan greatly appreciates. However, if the reader is more vocal or generally louder than what Japannis used to, he doesn’t particularly mind. There’s something oddly human about listening to a person hum or sing to themself while washing the dishes or dance a silly little jig while sweeping the floor. It’s not Japan’s usual way of expressing himself, but he won’t stop the reader from doing what they can to be happy. 

Sometimes, when the night is unbearably warm and they can’t sleep, Japan will invite them to sit outside with him. They can sit and watch the moon sail across the sky in silence. Other times, Japan might tell them stories about conversing with China or other Nations while sitting under the very same moon. It’s during these quiet moments that Japan’s inhibitions leave him and he starts talking like a river breaking through a dam. It’s not until the reader starts to show signs of sleeping that he’ll start to sing and bring them back inside. (The reader never remembers Japan singing and that’s fine by him).

It’s under the same moon and with the waning scrap of unconsciousness that the reader hears “I love you” come from Japan’s mouth. It’s a secret that is carried by the wind and is observed by the moon and stars. Perhaps, one day when Japan is confident that he feels worthy of being a parent for the reader that he will say it to their face without hesitation or the cover of night to mask his emotions. It’ll take a while, but so did the beginning of their relationship. It will happen and like all inevitabilities, Japan has already prepared for it.

Prussia 

Well. Prussia raised Germany. Of course he knows what he’s doing! Sure, Germany may have ended up taking many of his lessons to heart and that ended up in the culmination of the Second World War, but the reader is an immortal human teenager! They can’t be hard. 

And because Prussia is awesome like that, it isn’t. 

There’s a learning curve, of course, but Prussia is a seasoned warrior and guardian. Routines and discipline come easily to him; the dreams and wants for a progeny that will continue his legacy live on in Germany. For the reader, his dreams aren’t as big, but they don’t need to be. He put too much pressure on Germany when he was younger, now Prussia is adamant that he won’t put that same pressure on the reader. That doesn’t stop Prussia from instilling discipline and order into the reader.

Prussia is a disciplinarian, but he means well. He likes order in his own chaotic way and once he knows that the reader can meet his expectations, he doesn’t want anything lower than their best. It’s for their own good; he wants to see them grow into their potential. 

This means that Prussia will make sure that the reader has access to the best education. Sharp minds are the key to success. 

Discipline is also another aspect of order that he prides above all else. One day, he’ll show the reader his collection of journals, of how he religiously spends at least half an hour noting down his thoughts and experiences every day. He’ll give the reader a notebook and expect them to fill out a page each day. If the reader proves that they are disciplined, they can graduate to a journaling app, but Prussia would be secretly delighted if the reader stuck to the old pen and paper method. (They could totally have matching notebooks!)

Prussia isn’t always a drill sergeant, it’s just that he’s so used to Germany easily falling into line when he was a small Nation. If this caused conflict with the reader, it might take both parties to stand back and look into the situation with fresh eyes. The reader can’t deny that Prussia is right—discipline and order are necessary—but Prussia has to also admit that the reader is not Germany and that compromise is necessary. Once they both realize this, then their relationship becomes more lighthearted and Prussia becomes less of a disciplinarian and more of a strict, but doting father. 

(It’s hard to accept that the reader isn’t some sort of redemption arc for what happened to Germany. They’re different people, but Prussia will always carry that guilt with him. He hopes to never explain this to the reader, but he suspects that they already know).

Prussia isn’t all that up to date with modernity. Germany is more in line with trends, so he’ll just ask his dear sweet brother on how to deal with modern day teenagers. If Germany takes too long compiling PowerPoints on how to deal with humans, Prussia just straight up asks the reader what they want. Sometimes, handling the situation as bluntly as possible is the best way to go about things. 

Not many Nations know this about him, but Prussia loves baking. Who do you think taught Germany? There’s a science in the measuring of ingredients, a magic in how different times and temperatures affect the pastry. Prussia likes to bake traditional breads and cakes, but he doesn’t shy away from foreign foods. He’s a stickler for rules in the kitchen, so he won’t ask the reader for help, but he is Getty surprised and impressed if the reader can handle his austere attitude. Together, they can put the world’s best pastry chefs out of business.

Prussia loves Germany and he loves the reader. It should be apparent, right? He does say it… sometimes. But probably not enough. When was the last time he had told West that he… But this isn’t about him! Prussia doesn’t like admitting vulnerability on the best of days, but he will say “I love you” in his own way. In handwriting that had been taught to him by monks when he was still the Teutonic Order, Prussia writes his “I love you” in the covers of the journals that he bequeaths to the reader. Even if the reader doesn’t use journals anymore, he’ll slip heavy parchment into their pillows, pockets of their clothes, or in the gaps between their bedroom door and the floor. His “I love you” is quietly confident, his writing in a hand that cares deeply, but quietly. Prussia never uses his special parchment and pen for anyone else but for Germany and the reader.

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He may never go as far as to say that he was jealous that everyone could easily go back and forth in English, but had to stop and putter around trying to explain the nuances of the French language and French humor, but it stung.

(And it dragged conversations).

After a brief discussion with everyone in the family—yourself included—it was decided that he would facilitate your training in the French language.

Canada had tried to volunteer his own wisdom, but after what happened to his language in his borders... France dreaded what it would be like having to navigate a conversation in Canadian French.

As for America... America was a lost cause and England had gulped down his favorite tea to swallow down whatever insult he was going to make. (It was a shame, France had already queued a line of witty comebacks to combat his beloathed enemy with).

As for you, you knew how important culture and identity were to Nations. While English was the easiest way to communicate with most Nations nowadays, most of them would love to have conversations in their native tongues. Making an effort to learn another Nation’s language was basically an offering for friendship or a way to secure yourself an alliance. 

Wanting to learn French for your adoptive father was definitely a step in the right direction. 

The thing was… 

"France, I don't think..."

France shook his head at you, a playful, but exasperated look in his eyes as he gestured down at the workbook in front of you.

"In French, my dear." He said in flawless—of course—French.

You bit your lip and tried to imitate France's impeccable accent, but it came out... Too aggressive, too stilted, and far too imperfect for France to even think that you were trying to speak French. Before France could even try and correct you, you tried again with another phrase in the book that was provided to you.

And yet...

You kept making the same mistakes.

Sometimes you made different mistakes that snowballed into making the whole phrase you were trying to say unintelligible. It got so bad that tears began to fill your eyes, the words printed on the page blurring into each other.

It wasn't until you felt soft hands petting your cheeks and rubbing the salty trails of our tears away from your face that you realized that you weren't alone. France had never left your side, he was always there. A silent, but loving shadow that waited until you had worn yourself out.   

"Dear,” his voice was hesitant and low, “why are you so upset? I'm already so impressed that you're trying so hard. You don't need to push yourself."

Even if his words held a measure of comfort, you couldn’t help but want to convince him that you were more than capable. "But... But I want you to be so proud of me!"

He shook his head. "But dear, I'm already proud of you. Don't hurt yourself on my account."

This frustrated you. Doesn’t he know that you worked so hard? That you wanted to go above and beyond just for him? "But you always look so sad and frustrated when I either don't understand or can't speak in French. What if..."

A sudden terrible thought overcame you. 

"What if?"

"What if you don't love me anymore because—"

France let out an enraged little laugh that made you stop speaking. 

For a moment, you thought that you had angered him, but you dismissed it when France swept you up in his arms and placed a kiss on your forehead. "I would never cease loving you because of a language barrier." He paused. "True, it would make me so happy to hear fluent French from you, but to know that you have tried this much? It makes me so happy! But, I don't want you to hurt yourself, understand?"

You nodded and melted into his embrace.

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Czech Republic

Czechia is proud of her many achievements in life. She’s lived through living under other empires as their insubordinate, has made herself the boss of her own country, and is a proud home to fourteen of the UNESCO World Heritage Sites. Because of those achievements, she’ll automatically assume that she’ll be a wonderful guardian to the reader.

Her arrogance isn’t wholly unwarranted. Even though she didn’t exactly raise her brother, Slovakia, she did have a hand in making sure that he survived into the modern day. While she is more than competent, she may either overestimate her ability to take care of an immortal child or overcompensate if she ever suspects she’s not doing the most that she can do.

Because of her relationship with Slovakia, she can be a bit… hot and cold with her relationship with the reader. There may be times when she may deny that she truly cares for the reader, but her actions speak otherwise. She can also be a bit rude and blunt, but if the reader listens closely, they’ll hear how much she cares.

Czechia, while she may be stubborn, can be convinced to apologize if the reader feels that her behavior is unjustified or if her blunt personality needs to be curbed. She’ll immediately feel guilty and try to make amends. The way she does this is through acts of service: she’ll make the reader’s favorite foods, give them money to buy themselves little toys and trinkets, and give them little candies and snacks for them to enjoy. Rest assured, though, if the reader requests it, she will apologize.

Czechia is fond of giving the reader piggyback rides, especially when they aren’t expecting it. When she and Slovakia were younger Nations, they would take turns carrying each other until they were too old to do that anymore. In a way, it’s Czechia’s ode to her former childhood and continued brotherhood with Slovakia.

Despite her somewhat haughty personality, Czechia can be a bit of a troublemaker and likes to play pranks on people. Once she becomes more comfortable with taking care of the reader, she may surprise or prank them whenever the urge arises. Don’t worry, she won’t be as ruthless with her tactless pranks she plays on Nations she doesn’t like. Her pranks will be fairly tame and are usually guaranteed to make the reader laugh.

While not as accomplished or as talented like Kugelmugel or Veneziano Italia, Czechia definitely has an affinity for the arts. She likes to doodle little drawings here and there. At first, she’ll keep her hobby a secret, but eventually, she’ll open up and start giving them to the reader like presents for special occasions or prizes for behaving well.

Czechia doesn’t say “I love you” all that often. As was mentioned before, she prefers acts of service, but she also doesn’t mind spending a lot of time with the reader. She’s abrasive and cold at times, yes, but when the reader reads between the lines and actually listens to what Czechia is saying, they’ll find that she loves deeply. Her “I love yous” are present when she takes the reader out to hike in her national forests, when she lets them peruse her battered sketchbooks. The affections whispered can be heard when Czechia berates the reader for doing wrong or when she gently chides them to eat more food so they can grow up to be big and strong. But, sometimes, when Czechia is feeling particularly brave and carefree, when the timing is just right, she’ll scoop the reader into her arms and tickle their ears with a muttered, but affectionate “I love you.”

Ukraine

A human child who is actually immortal? Color Ukraine very surprised and concerned. Once she gets past those initial emotions, she immediately becomes consumed by the very spirit that has devoured the souls of other motherly figures, both past and present. That is, to say, she immediately becomes enamored with the reader and immediately scoops them up and starts swaying with them in her arms. (She does not care if the reader is bigger or heavier than her).

Effectively, the reader is hers unless they say otherwise.

Ukraine is a wonderful Nation. She is sensitive and kind: a mother to all and someone who cannot take it if someone is treated badly. Not only will the reader feel warm and safe under their care, Ukraine will make sure that her siblings, Belarus and Russia will also claim the reader as their own. Ukraine is a superb mother by herself, but it doesn’t hurt to have her siblings as backup guardians in case anything happens.

The reader will be able to recite all of the stories Ukraine will tell about Belarus and Russia. Even when it seems like Ukraine has a new story to tell, the reader will immediately pick up on the exact content of the story, the century it took place in, and what her siblings were wearing. Ukraine can’t help it! She loves all of the children under her care and she will regale others with all of her beloved memories if she has to!

The reader may have to brave a lot of Ukraine’s tears and tenderhearted nature. She may have raised both Belarus and Russia when they were younger, but they were all Nations. The reader is human. There may be times when Ukraine may be distraught or completely blindsided by politics and social unrest in her country. As a result, she may not be as present as she would usually be or she might be more emotional than usual. She’ll try to make it up to the reader at a later date, but the point still stands: there may be the times when the reader may have to be Ukraine’s rock during hard times.

While the above point may be viewed in a negative light, she is still very much warm and nurturing. She’ll knit the reader a variety of scarves and sweaters, all of them in traditional patterns or she might even entertain utilizing designs from modern day aesthetics.

Ukraine also has a wonderful singing voice. She’ll be sure to always sing the reader to sleep every night. It doesn’t matter if she and the reader had a fight, if she isn’t feeling well, or if there’s a world meeting that needs tending to. She will find a way to make sure that the reader knows that she loves them and that she will always be devoted to them. Her lullabies range from modern day pop songs to church hymns no longer sung, and on the spot ditties that she made up long ago to dry the tears on her siblings’ faces.

When Ukraine tells the reader she loves them, it’s always done with a slight blush on her face and her eyes turned just a hair away from the reader’s eyes. She’s not ashamed that she loves them, far from it! She’s just overwhelmed with the feeling that comes with proclaiming her love that she can’t fully understand it or confront it, so she makes up for it by saying it clearly, but softly: it’s only for the reader to hear. Sometimes, when the reader is sleeping after her lullaby, she’ll sing it to them and brush their hair away from their face before she herself goes to bed.

Vietnam

Vietnam is a shy and reserved person, not prone to being overly boisterous and loud like certain other Nations. When she first meets the reader, she’s immediately nervous and wants to know how the reader has survived for so long without a guardian. When it becomes obvious that the reader has no one else, she will immediately bring them into her home.

She’s quietly confident in her abilities to be a maternal figure for the reader. Although not as outspoken or as overbearing as the rest of her Asian peers, like China, her devotion and loyalty to the reader is palpable. While most other parents would loudly declare how much they love their children and shower them with loud displays of public affection, she prefers smaller gestures like holding the reader by the hand or gently patting them on the head.

She instills in the reader many virtues that she herself has valued over the centuries. Respect for elders, love for the family and community, honor, respect, and education. Whenever Vietnam gets invited to world meetings or gatherings among the Asian community (mostly ASEAN), she usually sets aside some time to tell the reader to be good and to behave. Although it may seem annoying to some, Vietnam truly means well and knows that because of the age of most of her peers, disrespect would be deemed highly offensive.

Furthermore, Vietnam hopes that the reader will take to their education and studies with zeal. Education is highly regarded in her culture because it is a stepping stone to a better future, which is something that she hopes she can provide for the reader. If the reader has any problems with their studies, Vietnam is more than willing to help them.

Because Vietnam is so close to the rest of the members of the ASEAN community, she’ll take the reader to meetings. Vietnam will of course try to supervise how the rest of the members treat the reader… and to make sure that the reader doesn't pick up some of the more concerning habits from her coworkers. (And yes, that includes trying to make sure that the Philippines doesn’t spend ninety percent of the meeting taking selfies and pictures with the reader for his social media).

Furthermore, Vietnam loves to nurture the reader to their full potential. Although she is soft spoken, she will become very vocal when it comes to the reader’s talents and interests. Children deserve the world and more and the reader is no exception. Even if the reader has a passing interest in something, Vietnam will be right there with them cheering them on.

While Vietnam does not consider herself photogenic and does not personally like getting her picture taken, she does like taking photos and videos of the reader. Just small things, like if the reader received a good grade in school, small little skits, cute dances, etc. With the reader’s permission, Vietnam will send these cute memories to close friends.

Saying “I love you” comes really easily to Vietnam. When you’re an immortal and there are very few of you around, it’s wise to keep and maintain social connections closest to you. She won’t say it all the time, but she’ll say it often enough that the reader is never in doubt about Vietnam’s adoration for the reader. Her “I love yous” are soft spoken and warm, always accompanied with a loose and sunny smile and a gentle pat on the cheek.

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