Denmark/Norway Vampire AU. Days collided with days and nothing new ever seemed to happen to me. Life had become a blur and the colour I once loved was now all monochrome. That was until he had arrived. He made me feel alive, even though he was dead. And I wanted it to stop. Now.

His heart aches at loss again. *Fanpoem.*

Lars Janssen never imagined that one day he would be the assistant of an editor of a fashion magazine. They could belong to different worlds but what if those worlds collide?

A side story to Lady Luck, based around Hetaoni. When Liberty feels torn apart again, she knows someone screwed with time, but she doesn't know what happened. Her brothers are acting weird, there's a mansion that's locked them in and a soulless beast that is after them all that, for some reason, she wants to call Steve. I do not own Hetalia or Hetaoni. Various themes, so careful!

El arco suave de los árboles al ser abrazados por el viento es la fantasmagórica visión, además de inútil, que recibe Feliks cuando abre el portón de la vivienda de Toris.

Escogido por los dioses como la reina de corazones desde su nacimiento, seguiremos la historia de Feliciano mientras crece en la vida de la realeza, aprende a gobernar, ir a través de viejas tradiciones y la relación con su prometido, el rey de corazones.

A childish argument leads to even more childish things — like a porn fight. This fic is a poor excuse for plot and is a silly nsfw story.

Romano and America have been together for two years and both have decided to do something life changing. Adopt a puppy. Hilarity ensues. Prompt for you-can-call-me-smoke for the Romerica Exchange 2 on Tumblr.

Someone (Austria) was the one who finally told Switzerland about his lack of disinhibition and relaxation. As an obvious consequence, the Swiss has decided to prove him wrong with the help of England and his magic. Everything was going well until Austria woke up in France's body and vice versa.

She still saw him in her mind as if thoughts of him weren't supposed to go away. *Nyo!England.* *Fanpoem.*

Canada and Russia are thrown together in this adventure... will their feelings for each other cause them pain or will they get their happily ever after? Changed the rating due to where this story seems to be going... Sorry...

Una pequeña historia de San Valentín.

Empieza como esas típicas historias: primero, las cartas en su casillero, constantes, demasiado para su gusto. Por sugerencia de Elizabeta, cedió a su curiosidad, esperando saber quien era su "admirador"...Pero, nunca se imagino que él fuera eso, que ese chico no estuviera vivo /doceavo fic del reto de Sayonara Distance.

Mi 4 historia, espero que les guste y logre obtener una sonrisa de ustedes.

España esta jodido: Su guerra lleva 2 años y el esta perdiendo. Esta luchando a la desesperada para evitar ser devorado por los Nacionales, sus propio gobierno a vendido su alma al diablo y a perdido la perspectiva. Pero con todo, hasta los Ángeles bajan al Infierno algunas veces. SpaBel Week: Dia 4, Guerra. SpaBel.

War was waging on the mainland by the time it hit him. Arthur couldn't hide from it anymore, and even though he had been told that, many, many times, it didn't click until now. Now, he was in France, wondering why exactly he had come out of his century long hiding. Britain had been bombed, and Francis was missing. And he knew it was all his fault. (Wingtalia, Historical Hetalia)

With every swish from a languid bottle passing into his lips England lets himself stew, and ponder, and sometimes rave on just a bit. Sometimes it doesn't lead to much besides a clap on his back and a warning he'd had too much, but others... other's, it seemed to matter just a little more. One-Shot.

À la question de pourquoi pleut-il autant chez lui, le petit Angleterre a déjà une réponse toute faite dont il est très fier : "C'est mon grand-frère qui m'a tout expliqué !"

Belarus and Russia's fates hang in the balances as 'Comrade Braginsky' is forced to pass a test to enter the Communist Party...

She catches herself from the things that aren't so anymore. *Fanpoem.*

Hadiah ulang tahun 'terselubung' dari America. Egypt sih, menerima saja.

What did I do wrong? How can I make it right? It was never supposed to be this way. I can feel it eating away at me; I'm falling. And even now I'm dragging you all with me. WWII Human AU. M rating for Language, Violence and character deaths. Rewrite of Don't Leave Me Here.

Depressing Human AU slice of life. Mental Illness. Disorders. Afflictions. It seems like everyone sees a therapist, but that doesn't make you ill. How do you cure an illness in your mind. Something you can't see. How do you help when you're just as sick. Understanding can only go so far. Especially when help isn't appreciated. (Starring: Every character I can possibly fit in)

An argument and a bet with England results in America going on a date with one of his citizens. What follows is an epic night with the world at their heels which America and his date will never forget.

He is awesome, there's no reason to question Prussia about this. He doesn't like a world where his awesomeness isn't involved.