this story tells about my oc annie and her sister celeste and how they grew up all happy untill ww2 starts. yes its a shitty summary but hey? what do you espect?

Empezó la mañana en que cruzaron miradas en el gimnasio,y aunque eso les costara hundirse, se hundirían juntos. -PruLiech

Estás perdido. Ya no te tengo más. [Drabble] [SpUk] [De todo un poco, nada de clavarse en cánones]

Quietly I take his hand, I am too tired and stressed to care. "I love you" I say to air as I close my eyes. "Love you too, Sviss"

He was missing. Gone without a reason why, and no trace left behind. Everyone who loves him are heartbroken; his friends, family, his lover... But why? Why on earth would someone want to take the cute, perfect, Feliciano Vargas..?

O cómo el arte de convivir es prenderle fuego a tu idioma. — Chile/Argentina.

Ah, what could be better than a giddy Gilbert singing to his brother? Not much! Completely parody. Newly updated!

"Todo empezó a ponerse más movidito cuando le ofrecí viajar conmigo con una condición; no pisar Alemania. No sé qué recuerdos tendrá de su tierra natal, pero por ahora eso no me interesa. Yo quiero ese tesoro perdido, y lo tendré cueste lo que cueste."

America needs a place to stay before the meeting in London - so he decides to go to England's place. However, England is acting stranger than normal...

Try as he might, Arthur is still plagued with memories of that fateful day. It's a good thing Alfred is there to catch him now when he falls. A modern-day Independence Day fic. Bittersweet USUK with a hopeful ending.

I remembered Canada's birthday but didn't write him a poem. I hate how people always overlook poor Canada so here he has a poem for his belated birthday! Enjoy!

During the World Conference Canada notices that France is feeling blue... It's that time of the year again but this year France just seems to be feeling even worst. What happened over 600 years ago and why does these feelings even affect Britain? This is the story of the woman who changed France forever...

Gordon Ramsey will regret the day he ever set foot in a little bistro by the name of Iggy's.

"And I like you, but I don't know why. I couldn't explain just how I feel inside. And it's okay, let's just keep it this way. As long as you know, I won't forget you again." "Dream" - Jim and the Povolos Francis confronts his feelings for Arthur Kirkland, after seeing him in his dreams for the third night in a row, and does something about it.

When England and France see a war coming their way, they meet up again to have one last night of peaceful reminiscing and last-minute confessions before heading off to fight. Human Names Used. Rated T for Language and Themes.

¿Que pasa cuando alguien mas se enamora de la misma persona que tu? Y para acabarlo es tu peor enemigo. Dime ¿Que harías? ¿Dejarías que se llevaran a el amor de tu vida? Oh, ¿Pelearías por el? -"En la guerra y el amor todo se vale"- ...-"Entonces esto es guerra"- [Fem!México/Rusia/USA]

On 9 November 1989, The Berlin Wall comes down, and Germany and Prussia see each other for the first time in decades. However, at first, their reunion isn't as joyous as they both assumed it to be. (Germancest, Berlin Wall fic)

Canada is excited for his and America's upcoming birthday party. However when the other countries apparently turn against the quiet nation things take a turn for the worse. How will Canada survive when it seems even his own family want him dead. Could this horrible reality be real or is it all in Mattie's head? Includes FACE family, maybe slight pairings, and human names.

Against his will, he began making hot chocolate instead of coffee. Two cups of it. He walked back towards North Italy's room and paused in front of the door. Should he really? He didn't need to; it wasn't mandatory and no one other than himself would know that he didn't. But...he supposed that it wouldn't hurt just this once. It was just a onetime thing, after all.

This is my first written fic. Please give reviews! It starts out from Germany's point of view but this is a spamano. The Italian brothers get their curls caught for the infinite time, but Spain has NO iidea just how sensative the situation is. I will update the chapters whenever I can, but please read and review so I can improve my writing skills!

READER INSERT. Russia's lost his scarf! But when you find it... what exactly will you be up against?

Arthur Kirkland and Alfred Jones are two young men secretly in love in a world that is dominated by the war. But when they're both called up for conscription, what will become of their lives?

Antonio's last evening was a little rough.

The Italian Alps are well known for their beauty, not to mention the various ski lodges and resorts nestled amongst the snowy peaks. In true Italian fashion, nothing says 'I adore you' quite like warm wine, fine chocolate, and starlight. Engita. Established.

Au bureau on entendait souvent des disputes. Du bureau du boss jusqu'à la machine à café. Ne vous méprenez pas! Les salariés ici sont très sérieux *tousse* Non vous ne venez pas de voir un gobelet voler derrière moi. Arthur, repose ça s'il te plait j'essaye d'inciter les gens à lire ma fic! T pour le moment mais ça peut changer. Surtout du Fruk mais aussi d'autres pairings.