He was sour and insecure, aggressive and juvenile. The man was lazy and weak like his brother but lacked any of the softness. Unless you were a pretty girl. Then he was all charm and sexuality. Lovino Vargas was a creature of great confusion to Ludwig.

"It just wasn't fair! Luciano gave Flavio everything he desired and yet Flavio only ever warmed up to that perverted, lazy scumbag of a personification of Germany!" 2p!Germano, possible one-sided 2p!Itacest

Lovino knew that he wasn't supposed to have a crush on his brother's best female friend though that never really stopped his feelings for her. *Nyo!Germany.* *Nyo!Japan.* *Deanon from the Hetalia Kink Meme over on Dreamwidth.*

Germany has to go to the Italy brother's house to sign some paperwork. He isn't prepared for what awaits him. Nor does he expect it. Not that it's a bad thing. Its actually pretty good.

It's a routine by now. Ludwig goes to his neighbor's apartment, gets insulted, and receives his parcel, before he goes back to his own apartment. Maybe they even exchange a few words, but that's it. Until one day, things don't happen as usual, leaving him with some new stuff to think about. (Human AU, Two-Shot, Germany x Romano, Germano)

Lovina wasn't her sister, She doesn't need someone to tie her shoelaces. That doesn't mean a little help isn't needed sometimes. GerMano Germany/ fem romano

Lovino Vargas was a man in love. Ludwig Beilschmidt was also a man in love. The problem was that they had fallen in love with the wrong person. Each other.

At Mathias's insistent begging, the rest of the Nordic Five decide to go visit this "new, bigger, totally badass" mansion of his and spend some vacation there. But the stay might not be as pleasant as Mathias had let on... I don't own Hetalia or the characters used in this. Trigger warning: Rape, murder (since Suspense and horror is not a good enough indicator of what this fic is.)

...is change your broken lightbulb when you order them to. {germano; next door neighbor au}

Carlo has learnt some Spanish from his Uncle Antonio that he can't wait to show his father, Lovino, who decides to show him the difference that an accent makes. Soon enough, Carlo knows what to call both of his fathers. *Drabble.

When there isn't many left you find comfort in the least expected... [Written in 2013- during my bad weeb days]