Italy: You are the potato to my tomato.
Germany: Is that supposed to be a pick-up line?
Germany: Drop and give me fifty. I expected more from you.
Italy: You are the potato to my tomato.
Germany: Is that supposed to be a pick-up line?
Germany: Drop and give me fifty. I expected more from you.
I’m actually working on a larger post about America, but for now, I think this panel speaks enough to answer your question. The context is that in spite of the bad ratings his movies receive, America makes parody awards for them.




Well, you guys asked for it, so here it is 🙂 Believe it or
not, it’s not even a theory. What I will present later is nothing more than
canon information. Hima must have reiterated the fact that both Italies are
different from each other close to thirty times (if I’m going by my old notes,
I’m sure there’s much more). That’s why the North and South require a separate personification.
In other words, there is no one true Italy. Both Italies will continue to exist and neither
will fade. You’ll also see that even Hima got a bit fed up with people asking
for an explanation, despite how clear he’s made it that they’re different! He’s
explained it all throughout the strips (old and new), but it seems that people have ignored
it, because angst, am I right?
That said, there really shouldn’t be any theories out there
speculating that one Italy will fade in light of the other one remaining. Their
situation is much different from the German brothers, especially with the
cultural and historical notes that Hima provides for their dual existence.

Not really no hahaha. I don’t have time with life, school, and this blog. I maybe get like two-three hours of sleep :p
I have @sevanadium forwarded it to me through a PM. Here’s the link for anyone interested. https://www.change.org/p/make-hetalia-season-7-happen

What would you say if I told you that a lot of the nations had
Roman look-alikes – more like clones –
in the far past? Insane, right? Well, believe
it or not, it’s true.
First, there’s Augustus and Agrippa.

It’s crazy to me how uncanny they both look to North Italy
and Romano respectively. Despite some personality differences, they also share
a lot in common. Augustus is charming, charismatic, and weak at fighting.
Meanwhile, Agrippa
wasn’t given the inheritance he expected from Caesar (the title of Emperor). We
see the same thing happen with Romano and North Italy, as the latter inherits
most of Ancient Rome’s wealth once he passes on.

Further, Agrippa also shares Romano’s reserved nature, and
is only kind to those whom he is close with.

There’s also this picture that Germany draws of Italy. It’s almost
identical to the facial expressions Augustus makes.
Note: It’s manga Germany is referring to, not a textbook.

Now here’s Augustus again:

But it doesn’t stop there. There are plenty more Roman look-alikes.
Here are just a few more examples.
Tiberius looks scarily similar to a Sweden without glasses. He
is also feared by those around them and is perceived as anti-social.


Mark Antony looks a lot like Denmark.


Japan resembles Ancientus quite a bit too.

Gothicus looks like Genoa.


Probus too looks a lot like
Norway, and is even stated that he perplexes people and is often misunderstood
for this.


Now, I know what you’re all
thinking, and as much as I want to blow the whistle and say that there is, there
actually isn’t any reincarnation present. Sorry to disappoint. Anyways, what’s happening
here is extremely strange, but also fascinating.
In a brief inter-text character
note, it’s stated that Quintillus is able to break dimensional boundaries and
travel through time. For example, he’s visited Japan and China before. What I want
to talk about more is Quintillus’s recent visit to Germany.

Prior to Quintillus’s visit,
Germany was doing research on Roman history, reconstructing it to make old records
more accurate. It’s for this specific reason that Quintillus visits Germany; to
clarify that his older brother Gothicus wasn’t as bad as people have portrayed
him to be.

Of course, true to his love for
science, Germany doesn’t believe that Quintillus is the ghost of a real Roman
emperor and dismisses him. What’s odd is that in the last panel,
Germany says, “That Roman boy is interesting.”


I don’t know, but to me this
indicates that Germany might know that Quintillus is a supernatural being, but
is only able to acknowledge this in private. You’ll see with Hima that he’s
obsessed with linking Germany to Italian culture and Roman history. Another
Holy Rome hint perhaps?
Nonetheless, let’s get back to the
proof against reincarnation. One would think that maybe as Germany is reliving
history, he imagines it with the faces of those around him, hence the
look-alikes. A sound argument, but the strips prove
otherwise.
Here,
Ancient Rome is seen talking to Probus, Norway’s Roman look-alike.

Then, Gothicus, Genoa’s Roman
look-alike enters the scene and talks about how he’s not positively talked
about in modern textbooks. This confirms that the look-alikes are in fact real
and are not just a product of Germany’s imagination.


If I had to guess, I’d say that they’re
all in heaven in this scene, since they’re long dead. If they exist seperately now, then
clearly, they haven’t been reincarnated into their nation look-alikes.
Still, I can’t help but wonder why
Hima has made them look so uncanny to one another.
Well, to be fair, it’s stated that recently he’s been getting into baking!
But as for normal cooking, I remember this panel. It says that his food is better fit for another dimension, which likely has something to do with his fairy friends.

Summary: Depressed and rejected by his family, Arthur longs for a new beginning during his first year of University. There he meets Alfred, an optimistic bright-eyed oaf with a sunny smile. An unlikely romance develops between them, one that was already doomed from the beginning. (USUK, multichapter)
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12554533/1/My-Save-Year
For once, it was peacefully quiet in the cafeteria. It was the second day of reading week, so most students had already left campus. I needed a change of space, and since there were less people around, I had no problem eating my meal here. I had this awkward aversion to eating in front of people for no other silly reason than I felt uncomposed while doing so. Usually, if I wasn’t making my own meals, I’d take the meals from here and eat them in my room. Now, I didn’t have to worry much about that.
I wasn’t being overwhelmed by floods of people loud enough to make my ears ring, my jaw tight, or for the hairs on the back of my neck to prick. It was just me, my notes, the comfortable dim lighting, and the pitch-black darkness leaking outside from the windows. I had never felt so settled, calm, and relaxed. Late October was my favourite time of the year. I loved how it got dark out early. I loved the crisp air, as well as the smell of dead leaves that everyone else hated. I loved the warm drinks, scarves, trench coats, and the smell of pumpkins.
I loved…
No. I was in love with a certain idiot, and it was turning me into a complete sap.


