My country. My home. My nation. My story. My war. Myself. Many people believe that being born as a country is no more or even less painful than if you weren't one. Believe me…, it is .People call me Haven. My name is Havendland. ...

It all starts on a stormy night when Gilbert barges into Roderich's house, looking paler than usual... Prussia x Austria, peppered with bits if GerIta and more than a suggestion of Russia x Austria. Any hints of RPrussia is totally unintentional.

Four Big-shot Mafias stuck in a world too small. Once these gangs of smuggling and law breaking fight for dominance, this is what happens. Remember not to leave any evidence and to bring a gun wherever you go.

America in ruins, North Italy broken and betrayed. Families fighting familes. Who will win? And most of all, who is this cloaked killer, picking them off one by one? WWIII, Return of The Soviets, the FB phenomenon, coming soon...

America's red, Prussia's laughing, and Germany has no idea what's going on. England and Japan get curious. Takes place between One Too Many and Just One Night. M rating for cursing.

When Alfred finally shows up after a weekend of ignoring Arthur, Arthur sees red especially since Alfred was sporting swollen lips and didn't bother in hiding his infidelity!

He hates the taste of scones and tea, but he doesn't mind the taste of Arthur.

Alfred wakes up to find himself in someone's house, a Finnish flag thong on a Christmas tree and a tied-up naked hamster Arthur in the bathroom.

Alfred and Arthur were stuck in a forest and the Brit hated it... until Alfred pulled out the chainsaw. Now, Arthur doesn't think it's bad after all.

Lachlan was killing himself with worry for his brother, Arthur. But Arthur was just having a nice dinner out. The specialty for the night, Alfred F. Jones.

It was Arthur's birthday but he had a meeting to attend. Alfred doesn't like it and made sure Arthur didn't get any sleep but that's not all he did, he had to mess with the cellular, too.

Roderich and Elizabeta were getting married and they've both agreed to have the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt as the best man. FRYING PANGLE

It wasn't Arthur's day, it really wasn't. He was trotting around with the Stars and Stripes on his pants but he really wasn't complaining. It actually felt... good.

Alfred decided that it's time for Arthur to get an e-mail address. He just didn't know what a real pain in the ass it was going to be.

While in a meeting with his bosses, Arthur Kirkland can't help but reach for that contraption vibrating in his jeans.

Russia isn't insane,at least not to him.

Estonia knows that he can't afford to be insane.But maybe,just maybe he can after all.

Rated for Scotland's mouth, which is absolutely filthy. Full summary inside but inspired by the news thats been non-stop about the sectarian violence between some Glasgow Rangers and Celtic fans. If you want translation notes, please feel free to ask.

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May 17, just another Tuesday. Of course it's not just another day.. IT'S THE DAY THAT NORGE WAS BROUGHT INTO THIS WORLD! Of course Norway knew that... He just didn't want to admit it... ; w ; I suck at summaries. Den x Nor 8D

Title says it all, so come in and have a laugh. It's less crackish than most fanfic memes tend to be because sometimes, all crack pairings need is a logical explanation.

Sometimes it's always nice to complain about your lover. Multiple pairings.

Hungary pidah ke asrama cowo!kok bisa!check it! warning hasil lamunan amatiran!

A bounce house has appeared in Austria's garden. Prussia is the culprit. Austria is not amused.

From America to England. This poem is my unsuccessful cure to insomnia...