Okay But Alfred Just Being The Heir; Not Just To William, Not Just To François, But To Basically All

So the current Ufotable Cafe theme is the "Rengoku Family," featuring limited edition goods and cafe items themed around five characters. Wait, five? Yes, Kyojuro, Ruka, Senjuro, Shinjuro... and Akaza.

First of all, rude.

Second, that's hilarious.

I am so tickled by the idea of an AU in which it's not just Akaza bugging Kyojuro and pressing him to become a demon, but Akaza inserting himself into the Rengoku family and bugging everyone, like he's the annoying kid next door character on a sitcom who is always over at the family's house for whatever reason and everybody just has to put up with him because they can't get him to go home.

Happy Thanksgiving from all of us here at ask-aph-axis! Be sure to leave a comment and tell us what you’re thankful for this year :)

Mun is thankful for all of her friends in the hetalia community, this place wouldn’t be nearly as fun without all of you!

DROP YOUR DX FOR VOX !!!!! Please and thank you.

I would like to preface all my posts on headcanons related to psychology and mental illness with a disclaimer: diagnosing mental conditions, especially personality disorders, can be extremely challenging. It's a complicated process that relies heavily on a psychologist's interpretation of facts, making it susceptible to biases. Personality disorders cannot be diagnosed based on surface-level observations and are not just labels that we can assign to people like in the case of MBTI. Additionally, I am not a clinician with any expertise in diagnosing people. Therefore, the following post should not be taken as a reliable professional opinion. It's simply my interpretation of the internal mechanisms that may be responsible for the behavior of certain characters in my fan fiction. Furthermore, I want to make it clear that I have no intention of stigmatizing people with personality disorders by associating them with villains. A personality disorder does not determine someone's character or make them a bad person. Some characters may be evil because of the choices they make, not as a result of their mental conditions.

(I've already posted some stuff here so I'm not going to repeat myself.)

Okay, so, Vox has Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD). It's crucial to distinguish this from "common narcissism" (people often described as "narcissists" by others just because they are egotist assholes; kinda ableist, you shouldn't do it because it's extremely stigmatizing towards people suffering with actual NPD) . While those individuals typically function well, those with NPD exhibit all the traits – grandiosity, egocentrism, attention-seeking, intense power fantasies – but as it's a disorder, these traits lead to inflexible and maladaptive patterns of behavior and cognition.

NPD has its roots in intense feelings of shame, low self-compassion, and self-loathing. In my interpretation, Vox has always felt inadequate. His father inherited an enormous amount of money, establishing a media conglomerate in the 20's. Vox's mother, captivated by the world of movies, used them to escape her reality as a trophy wife. Despite her dreams of becoming an actress, Vox's father, possessive and protective, prevented her entry into the entertainment industry. As a compromise, he made their son a child actor, with the condition that it would be temporary. When Vox grew older, he was expected to transition to learning business and other skills, ultimately to take over the family's empire.

So, Vox was never enough for either of his parents. His father thought of him as annoying and unserious due to his talkativeness and exaggerated behaviors, attributing it to growing up surrounded by actors. As for his mother... Vox turned out to be a terrible actor, struggling to convey emotions that weren't bombastic and over-the-top. Being a teenager is humiliating enough, but imagine being a teenager bad at something and forced to do it for a worldwide audience, when the whole production crew is annoyed with you. Fortunately, he grew up to be devilishly handsome (not to be a simp, I just believe someone must be handsome to endure the ethereal punishment of having their face swapped for a TV screen) and entertaining, leading them to make him a TV host and media personality.

Anyway, NPD is all about creating a perfect self and projecting it to the world when you're deeply ashamed of your true self. It means that, no matter what you're doing, you're constantly concerned about how it looks to other people. You constantly play an exhausting game, trying to win gold stars of social admiration for every-fucking-thing, guided by superficial ideals of wealth, perfection, beauty, and, above all, power. One reason Alastor's existence bothers Vox so much is the fact that he cannot comprehend the idea of someone choosing radio over his "objectively better and correct" medium. Vox lacks the ability to understand nuanced sentiments, which ironically makes him thrive in Hell. In this anarchocapitalist, lawless society, survival of the fittest prevails, and this is a game he excels at playing.

Generally, the best approach for individuals with NPD is to pull them out of delusional thinking by confronting their beliefs about the world and themselves with reality (it should be performed by qualified therapist, especially when someone hasn't completed any kind of therapeutic process yet). However, in Hell, Vox's behavior was no longer in violation of social norms; on the contrary, it was highly rewarded. Consequently, he completely lost his shit, became unhinged, and began acting on all his previously suppressed urges. He finally fulfilled all narcissistic power fantasies and became (almost) untouchable. Now, he's ready to kill anyone who questions him, seeing it as threatening to his fragile image of the perfect self.

He exhibits strong bipolar tendencies. Most of the time, he's power-tripping in a semi-maniacal state. Periodically, he undergoes deep, depressive episodes, locking himself up in his apartment and avoiding interaction.

Constantly guarding this fragile image of the perfect self that he built is exhausting. The bigger this image gets, the more fragile it becomes, like a house of cards. And guarding it becomes more and more exhausting. But there's nothing scarier than the idea of the facade falling apart and people seeing him as he is: imperfect and vulnerable, damaged and ashamed, rotten and evil. Deep down, he knows he's unlovable, and it hurts. He knows that true love exists; he craves this ultimate form of admiration and devotion, but it requires vulnerability and honesty, which he's not capable of. He's only vulnerable with Valentino, and only occasionally when he's intoxicated or when Val fucks every last thought out of his body. He's very much a controlling top insecure about his masculinity, so the latter happens rarely.

Also, drugs. Oh, do this man enjoy some coke. Other drugs and booze, not so much; they make him feel less in control. But getting coked up, going out, causing a scene, killing some poor souls, and relishing this feeling of being completely untouchable? Feels so good.

When it comes to Alastor, he hates him because he's jealous. Despite all his efforts—building a perfect persona, a perfect company, perfect entertainment—this stinky, outdated, and boring radio demon gets so much attention and admiration that should be his. Moreover, he feels that Alastor can see right through his bullshit. He's so paranoid about it that he's almost certain Alastor knows about his childhood traumas, about his death, about all his truths, and could one day broadcast it for all people of Hell to hear. So, he needs him dead.

Note: these headcanons (especially Vox's past) are very important part of my fanfiction. Please feel free to use them in your fics but I'll appreciate if you tag me 🩷

It’s a pain in the ass to find content about them cause people will just tag it as America

There needs to be more on 13 colonies in the countryhuman fandom people draw him in period inaccurate clothes to many times

Another OC I created about a year ago but am just now making a reference for! Here’s Belladonna Cookie. 💜

She’s a celebrity in the Hollyberry Kingdom but also has a side hustle as a skilled assassin named “The Deadly Nightshade.” Her favorite method is poisoning her target’s drinks with nightshade berries. We hate her.

(reblogs greatly appreciated)

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Hetalia Appearance Headcannons ʚɞ

America:

He's your golden boy, golden hair and golden skin; he's got a square jaw and full lips - he's a paragon of humanity. Think the Roman Goddess Nike, he embodies ambition and victory. Born bathed in gold, the sun itself shines its affections on him. Of course, a perfect metaphor for the first born son of the Empire on which the sun never sets.

It's charming at first, the appearance of a moviestar and the smile of one too. No nation can deny his beauty, his proportions, his musculature - all broad shoulders and toned arms and thick thighs.

But cold blue eyes soon betray him; blue eyes which never quite match his all-American smile. He's perfect, ideal, and he's acutely aware of it. He looks like a God and he see's himself as one too. There's an arrogance to him, a dismissal in the tilt of his jaw, mirth in his eyes as they flock to him. It's ugly sometimes, but its knowable, and familiar, and safe in its disgust for the weakness others.

Canada:

The mirror image of America, but a (duller?), (fairer?), (gentler?) version - it depends who's asking. Unlike his brother, he was born without the favour of the Gods; his features, no different from Alfred's, are less remarkable, missing the divine perfection. He's the type to hide his laughs behind his hand, to smile at the earth rather than into the eyes of another. His shyness of mannerism a reflection of his shy features, they don't shine the way Alfred do but rather curl in on themselves. From the cool tones of his hair and its light waves, to the softer blue of his eyes. Pretty in their softness, he holds his brothers beauty but without the harshness of perfection. Easier to look at, easier to talk to - he holds not the favour of the Gods but the favour of man.

Russia:

A striking appearance. He's big; tall and broad, easily 6'4, a thick wall of muscle. His hair is soft, white, or platinum. A prominent nose and big hands but the gentlest eyes, not quite blue but lilac perhaps. There's a sweetness to his eyes but a relentlessness to them, always watching, waiting.

He's angelic in his colouring and his softness. Not quite human, perhaps a God; his sheer size, he stood above mankind, a figure to be looked up at, worshiped, strived towards. But there was something not quite right about him, not a coldness or a cruelty, nor any imperfection. Rather, it was the feeling he inspired in others: when you're walking home alone at night, when you say goodbye to someone you know won't come back, when your hairs raise and your gut feels heavy with something awful.

He felt like sin, yet no sin belonging to any known faith or God. You could see it in the way he averted his eyes, the stoop of his shoulders, and the deep layers of his clothes. The shame, the sickness, the sweetness of his gaze. Unknowable and lovely and terrible, a cold parallel to the burning warmth of America.

A sun, its moon, and the dead white star far away.

hii Breadstick!!!

could you please write some smile dog headcanons?

I’m not sure that you have headcanons for him, so if don’t you can just ignore this

have a good day/night/morning! ily <3

- dancing parrot 🐦🎶

ah yes, our favorite creepy pup! there isn’t much to say about him, but here’s a few little facts 

🐾 Smile Dog HCs🐾

🐾 Smile does not kill people!! He never has!! He’s a good boy!!

🐾 He also doesn’t speak (some blogs have the headcanon that he talks, and I think in the original canon he can say a few phrases, but I just can’t see it and therefore, on this blog, he doesn’t speak) 

🐾 Smile was adopted by Slender as a Christmas present for Sally one year (meanie tumblr won’t let me add the link but the story behind this is in my masterlist) but he’s now become Jeff’s dog and serves as sort of an emotional support animal

🐾 Smile and Jeff are very close, with Smile even sleeping in the same room as Jeff at night, and Smile helps to regulate Jeff’s moods. 

🐾 Smile is mostly reddish but he also has black fur markings as well

🐾 He’s very fluffy!!! 

🐾 Which means he sheds. A lot. 

🐾 If you’re allergic to dogs, you might think you’d be allergic to Smile, but you won’t be. He’s a different breed (ha) altogether, and although he has lots of fur that he sheds, for some reason, people with dog allergies aren’t allergic to him

🐾 It’s probably due to the fact that, although we call him Smile Dog, he isn’t really a dog. Or at least, not the kind we’re used to. 

🐾 He’s a demonic dog, which there is a difference between demonic dogs and regular dogs

🐾 Slender thinks that Smile was probably turned into a demonic dog as a puppy, like how EJ was once a human but he became demonic, but nobody knows for sure. 

🐾 Smile is abnormally friendly and behaves like a normal dog however, which could indicate that he was, at one point in his life, a normal dog. Or he could just be a very friendly demonic dog. Who knows? 

🐾 Because he is a demonic dog, Smile eats a raw meat diet. Don’t worry, it’s not the same thing that EJ eats. It’s just raw meat, like a cut of beef that you’d get at the grocery store except you don’t cook it. (Some pet dogs actually do have this kind of diet, but Smile requires raw meat. He can’t eat regular dog food). 

🐾 Smile is also naturally nocturnal! Which means he’d be a sleepy boy during the day, but very active during the night. However, he’s sort of shifted his sleeping schedule since he lives with the other pastas, so now he sleeps during the late night and the morning, but is active during the afternoon and evening/early night. 

🐾 Smile enjoys receiving pets. A lot. He craves attention and his fur is very soft so you can have a lot of fun patting him :) 

🐾 Smile can have a bit of an attitude at times, not listening to commands that well, but for the most part he’s pretty well-behaved. 

🐾 He knows several tricks! He’s a smart boy :) 

🐾 Smile’s doggy personality is a mix between a husky, golden retriever, Great Pyrenees and German shepherd. 

🐾 In terms of looks, the closest he gets to a normal looking dog would be a cross between the two pictures below (red husky & husky/great pyrenees mix) 

This is the texture and length of his fur: 

This is the coloring and how he looks in the face (except the white parts are black and he’s more reddish than it’s pictured): 

Overall, he’s a good boy who deserves treats & pats!! 

2p "devoted communist" ☭

Here ya go

The bottom one was the first drawing a made of him despite them having death grip on my mind for the last like 3 years

Yall up to see my ch America art