...Written from Italy's PoV...

"Our love isn't safe. It's better than that." Feliks grins at him, his eyes bright and sparkling and full of everything. "Our love is revolutionary. Our love will overthrow the world."

But if I can't change your mind, then no one will. Gilbert is still in love with Arthur, even years after having his heartbroken. When he returns to town out of the blue can some day time drinking give them closure? (PrUK)

Switzerland x Reader/OC (Your choice, you can read it however you like it). When I am getting my watch from repair in Switzerland's shop, the payment is way different than I expected.

Italy's Cisalpino trains aren't working properly, and Switzerland is not amused. (Based on real events - no kidding. Switzerland did give Italy a deadline once to fix their Cisalpino trains, because their tardiness also threw off the Swiss time scedule).

South Korea is sick at a meeting. South Korea tries to ignore that he's sick at a meeting.

Alfred has hydrocephalus, a condition which causes excess fluid to gather in his brain, and when he lands himself in the hospital, his parents do what they do best - bicker over his wellbeing. Although his family is far from perfect, he can't think of anyone better suited to care for him than his gentle brother, fretful papa, and neurologist dad (FACE family, one-shot).

The world finds itself swallowed in a second world war and Ivan, once again watching countless of his men ready to be deployed to the front, makes a decision to give something back to them before it is too late. Something that could prove invaluable.

FRUK AU fic. Continues from "The Babymaker" and "Romance" and "Experiment" Arthur, driven by an urge to protect his baby girl Brittany, fixes his time machine and goes into the future, where Brittany must be protected from Floreat Beilschmidt (son of Ludwig and Feliciano) and Romeo Beilschmidt (son of Roderich and Gilbert) who both wish to have her for their own.

Some day in the future, Korea has to decide.

What if Arthur was the one going to war? What if Alfred was the one stopping him?

Lovino était de mauvaise humeur ce matin là. Mais il ne comprenait toujours pas pour quoi Feliciano l'avait enfermé dans ce placard. /OS humoristique\ /SpaMano léger\ /Disclamer : Hetalia ne m'appartiens pas, blablabla \

Inspired by 'City of Water' comic strip? thingie...check it out! Do not take this fic seriously, however. This is FANficiton. May seemed rushed(come on I had like 10 minuets for this), Romano but no serious swearing. Over-used title. Seborga is finally making an appearance. ENJOY BISHES!

100 headcanons de nuestros países favoritos. Unos tristes, unos felices, unos sin sentido.

Serie de micro drabbles con palabras al azar.

You're waiting for the train. You don't know when it will arrive, or if it will even come at all. But that all doesn't matter because... (one-shot)

Two people that fell in love just before a war tore them apart. Ludwig knew he would have to fight. Feliciano didn't expect it. Both fighting somewhere in North Africa.

Sometimes, a nation needed a place to escape the pressures allotted them and a place to slowly start to feel worth something again, a place for other nations to step up and be the friends that they truly need. *Collection of oneshots revolving around different nations entering the house.*

When England had mentioned there'd been a proclamation, Matthew had expected something along the lines of a new kind of tax, or perhaps the announcement of more troops settling in to fortify the city. Never could he have predicted its actual contents. — A fic based on the rising tensions leading up to the American Revolution.

Son los años veinte y treinta hacen a las mujeres luchar por sus derechos, Manuela y Martina no quedan atrás.

Alfred and Arthur take a break from their wedding to indulge in some comfort food. USUK pairing, very short and silly. One shot.

Alfred looked at him in horror. "What do you mean, fifty?" "Well, you have fifty states, right? So, fifty kids?" At this point, Alfred was imagining the worst of scenarios. "Who the Hell can manage FIFTY CHILDREN?" (In which, instead of states, America has regions. Plus a few others).

Recueil – Chine est vieux, et le moins qu'on puisse dire, c'est que malgré son âge avancé, la vie n'a pas fini de lui faire des surprises. Et son entourage de lui imposer ses bêtises.

Two brothers not bounded by blood but by memories. They were torn apart hence having to experience such tragedy. The older one lives to find the missing brother while the other lives in distraught of knowing what was outside the walls he lives in. {A/N: This is my first fic here so I'll be gladly take some suggestions for it}

Tú solo dices que me amas cuando me estoy volviendo loco, así que si te tengo atado entonces ¿Por qué debería liberarte? Amor, crees que estoy siendo malo contigo, pero no te das cuenta de que este siempre he sido yo. Soy el único que te necesita, soy el único que te ama. Agradéceme por ello. ¿Por qué estamos llorando? ¿Por qué estamos goteando sangre? HORROR PSICOLOGICO. FrUk.