England couldn't go on alone after so many years of the happiness that only young America could give him. An alternate ending the Revolutionary War.

For someone that couldn't remember much about herself, she knew a great deal about the world and its nations. Her story is incomplete and they are ready and willing to fill the pages of her History book, each in their own special way.

After the seven years war Canada finally gets to see his beloved brother again, only to be torn from France's side. Now Canada must cope and adjust to life with England and America.

Matthew is bored and lonely. He has no friends, an arrogant brother, and an uncaring mother always knee deep in work. But one IMing session on the computer changes it all... everything he's ever known falls into pieces... but is it for the better? PruCan!

Sometimes you just have to say it. High school AU, drabble.

Alfred can't be weak.

England, France and Scotland sit down together with little Matthew. Together they try to come up with what they should call this young colony's land.

China ponders the mystery of Russia. Is he a good man, or bad? RoChu.

I believed there was only one way to stop the pain. The pain that would never stop. US/Killer!UK M for violence and safety. One-shot

What happens when an insane otaku has her own talk show with two of the most controverssial Hetalia characters? WARNING: Story has insane conversations that happen when she has writer's block. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

English monks were no threat. / In which some Nordic Vikings pillage some poor defenseless monks, and Sweden lets velvet sit in the bilgewater. SveFin, kind of.

Unintentional songfic. Sorry. Seaside by The Kooks, by the way.

A series of romantically themed one-shots, drabbles, song-fics, etc. They are all Het, some with genderbent characters

Francis Bonnefoy was not so long ago a renown artist, gathering inspiration from every piece of matter about him. But all of that has changed now. In an attempt to save his job, he searches for a truly anonymous painter, and maybe his inspiration as well.

He had always felt safe in his arms. Even during times of war, he was there for him. Sometimes, it is best to trust no one. Strongly hinted PrussiaxHRE, character death. Poor summary is poor, I apologize.

Se dejó caer de espaldas sobre la nieve. Quizá si se quedaba ahí se congelaría. Cerró sus ojos y pareció mantenerse así por décadas. Una vez volvió a abrirlos, se encontró con una mirada violeta. No se había congelado, pero como lo habría deseado. RuxPru.

School!AU Anna Kirkland and her brother, Arthur, have been admitted to Hetalia Academy. Along with their new friends, they'll find that this school isn't exactly normal...Especially when random people start going missing. Please R&R !

This story is based on the song brick by boring brick by paramore. Liechtenstein live in her own world what if it crumble down. This a iPod drabble story don't me hate because it's crap.

Year 2026. There's a crack in China's armour, and all he needs to do is - take down that boy. The unthinkable happens. RussiaAmerica; with guns, weapons, political inaccuracies and action.

"'No. He's not trying to hurt you. No. He's not going to kidnap you. No. He won't come into your room in the middle of the night and smother you with a pillow. It's Alfred. You're best friend.'" US/UK AU Sequel to 'Memory 1: Freedom Singing'

"I met a boy a few years back. He wasn't just any boy, like the ones you see walking down the sidewalk and going out of their way to step on the poor worms that surfaced and got themselves stuck after a hard rain. No, he was special. Different." US/UK AU

The nations are all ordered to take physical examinations. The Personification of Canada aka Mattilda Williams was no exception. Wait a minute is Gilbert really a doctor? And what is the deal with England? And why does France have that look?

If he folds a thousand, maybe he'll survive. — US/UK.

Gilbert conoce a una chica. ¿Quién es?

After tragedy strikes him, the last thing Lovino Vargas needs is to find himself hundreds of years in the past, staring into the eyes of a very familiar pirate. Spain/Romano.