This is a fanfic of 2 OC's mine and of my friend's with America and Canada. So this is my first Hetalia Fanfic , I hope you enjoy. Sorry if the chapters are short

We all have this urge sometimes. An early Christmas gift for Ukulala. Spain/Romano. Rated M, just for sure.

You loud bang upstairs and struggled against your chains that hurt your wrist. You felt a cold wind coming from upstairs and the fact that you were *coughs* in the nude did not help. Ever since you can remember (that isn't long maybe 8 years at the most and your probably around 16) you have been chained to this post and everyday Prussia came in and beat you merciless...

the itailan man ran over to you and punched him to the ground than he kicked him in the rib and pulled him up and pushed him back against the brick wall you starred in horror as you saw Lovino's past mafia self his eyes were like a bottomless pit right now and he glared at mark "don't you ever and i mean ever come near again" he let him go and mark slid down the wall down slowly..

you look over at your brother and smiled you to where playing in your small sandbox laughing and having time then you look down and see the sand was soaked with blood "ki?" you looked over to see him on the ground panting you looked at the direction you herd the gunshot and saw Ludwig playing with a sniper rifle than you ran and got your mom and dad but no one was there ...

There is a blurred woman driving a suv in the front of the car. You are screaming you want her to stop but she doesn't she looks back at you but you don't see her face through your tears. CRASH... un as fast as you can through the rain to the closest house but before you can make it everything goes black…

It's 1921, and to most people it feels like the Great War just ended. But a certain Wang Yao and another certain Lovino Vargas have ideas of their own, which might end up getting more than one person killed. Rated T for everyone's foul mouths, including those of the authors. A collaboration with HopelesslyEntangled

You sat at the table awaiting your fiancé, Germany. It was your favorite reastrant called 'lil Italy' The only thing was he was late and not just 3 or minutes lat he was 3 hours long. feli the store owner came out with his phone and held it to her ear " " you heard the German voice fill your ear and you smiled that is until you her "we are through"...

A monster who devours his brides demands another. When Matthew's sister is chosen he's not about to let her go to certain death. With the help of some magical advice Matthew goes to slay the monster. Things do not go according to plan. PruCan. Inspired By "Prince Lindworm"

That is the reason why I smoke. Oneshot.

"I'm just showing you how the real American girls do their hair," he pulled it back into a ponytail that it was in earlier before he was playing with your hair, "you know one day I'm going to be a hero maybe ill be your hero, ." You laughed and rolled (e/c) eyes "yeah right keep dreaming Al"

2p!CanIta, Samuel (2p!Canada) and Nicola(2p!Italy) decide to take a quick trip to the grocery store. People like to stare due to their strikingly good looks. Warnings inside.

England is shocked when he hears America ask him such a question, and even more shocked to find out the answer...

Human!Countries. Orphanage!Hetalia. Human names used. BETA version of story until I get enough reviews to post a longer one. Gilbert is bed-ridden with a horrifying illness and could possibly die. Lovino is his best friend and comforts him through his pain and suffering. Full of angst and friendship. Possible pairing later on.

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You heard the people behind you hiss the man words at your back retard btich slut murdererwords that make you want to die yet every single day you pretend that you don't hear them. next thing you hear is your friends voice joining in on their rants "her dad died and supposedly her ma was found the next day face up in a lake both were suicides...rated m for a reson

i walked into the classroom and sighed i might as well get this over with "taasan ang iyong kamay kung alam mo kung ano ang sabi ni" raise your hand if you know what this says i looked around no one raised their hand except… a girl with (h/c) hair and bright (e/c) eyes. It was a miracle no one no how ever knew what i was saying when i spoke in my native language...

Germany is just going through the motions living a successful life, until he finds Feliciano, a broken boy who will turn his life around. Rated M for much violence and cussing and probably sex in later chapters.

"...So either you wait or you order something. I have customers waiting." Frowning once more, Arthur rolled his eyes and went to go look for a seat, "Fine, fine. I'll wait. But I'm not eating anything in this health department nightmare."

Sealand catches our dear Santa, in an unexpected act. Fluffiness.

As a child, the moment Greece's mother died was when he was plunged into what became the rest of his childhood. Dealing with Rome and his treasured grandsons, Turkey and Egypt, and Byzantium, the loved, fought over, enslaved, abandoned little boy will have to grow up fast. (Rating may or may not go up.)

The blond rabbit boy keeps appearing in Gilbert's dreams. He doesn't know when it started or even when he fell asleep. All he knows is that he's awake and needs to get home, but can he do that when he doesn't even know where he is?

Italy finally convinces Germany to go to the beach to 'train with the pretty ladies' but when they get there it's senior day at the nude beach. So, horrified they rent out a beach house to wait for tomorrow. Italy can't get his swim shorts off though, what is Germany to do! YAOI! smut, boy x boy!

Antonio gets sick of Lovino's constant name calling and wants to end the relationship. But will he regret it? And how will Lovi feel about it?

You moved slowly walking up the hill as the bitter snow started to fall around your already cold body. You were dehydrated so as soon as some of the soft flurry began to fall around you, you stuck your tongue out and tasted it, then continued on your way. Your steps were becoming blurrier and blurrier by the second as you dragged your feet that were getting a bluish tint to them...