My name is Emil Steilsson and some of my "family" has gone missing. My brother went missing and a ghost appeared in my house. A Japanese man's camera saved me from this ghost. The camera and the ghost led me to believe that there's a reason for my family's disappearance. With the help of the Japanese man, I'll find my family with the camera in my hands. (Inspired by Fatal Frame)

A UKCAN shot. Written in simplified Chinese. Arthur Kirkland was a writer.He had lived under the same roof with a Canadian college student for a whole year and found out that he may have been in love with him. He had a very British way to express his love. (My first story on !So excited!)

RusGer Porn. Kinda...

'If God kept his days in a bottle, this one would be labeled monochrome.' Germancest AU

Natalya finally gets her hands on a dress for her girlfriend's birthday. But Charlotte wants to start shit up, and soon Lili and Natalya are threatened by her bitchiness. Rated T, BelaLiech.

Sais-tu qu'elle est la différence entre toi et moi? Toi, tu es ce que les gens acceptent d'être. Et moi, je suis ce que tu renies. C'est aussi simple que ça, petite libellule. C'est seulement ça... 2P!talia.

Trente ans qu'Arthur et Francis ont coupé les ponts... Et Arthur souffre comme jamais il n'a souffert dans sa vie de nation. Peut-être est-il temps de renouer avec la France... [Songfic]

Arthur Kirkland age 26 is a famous writer and detective with many dark secrets. Many people aka Alfred Jones, Kiku Honda, Feliks Łukasiewicz and Lovino Vargas want Arthur. Will Arthur ever be ready to step back up on stage? Pairings up to you to decide.

Due to a request on Fanfiction, America had to write a usuk smut. One-shot, M for imaginary smut, masturbation, a decent amount of grammar mistakes and author's first time writing things in English more than 1000 words. lol

Sora Burkhardt isn't what you'll call 'normal'. She's not like other girls. Sora and her family grew up in the Dovah times or Dragon times. Now Sora live with her best friend and 'sister' Luna Morrison, Sora's brother and cousin, Casimir and Dante, as well as Sora's Mother, Adrianna. Since moving into the new house, Sora had felt like she was being watched. What would happen?

Siempre están diciendo cuanto no se necesitan, pero todos sabemos que siempre van a volver a lo mismo. Un shot FrUk para aliviar las penas.

When Tino, a young dairy farmer, meets Berwald, a restaurant owner, his life will be fipped upside down. First story! What are summaries anyway?

Alfred hasn't been seen for weeks. Everything is starting to crumble, even though WW1 has been over for nearly a decade. Nobody is sure where he's gone or why they can't reach him. But Arthur, convinced that he knows Alfred better than anybody else, takes it upon himself to find him and figure out what's wrong. He may be the only one who can help Alfred now.

Sometimes we talk about the way it was before. When we first met, our hands were trembling with adoration. Eyes full of love and tangible sweetness in the air. Back when we loved each other. What can you do when the monster you want to defeat is the person you love most? I don't know the answer. Fem!America/ Russia. Rated T for violence and cursing. More detailed warnings inside.

[[ EstLat Oneshot ]] "Uh, hello." Eduard ripped his eyes away from the window. What the hell was a boy doing in his room? He couldn't have been much older than a freshman. But there he was, wearing scrubs and a nervous smile. "Eduard, right?" At least he could understand this one. Eduard nodded, sitting up higher in his bed. "I'm Raivis. I sort of work here."

This is Arthur telling Alfred his last goodbye. [A UkUs/UsUk story with American states as OC's. Human AU. Arthur's P.O.V. ]

[[ Romanada Oneshot ]]"Hello," the man on the other side of the door called. "Open th'door," his words blended into one another. Lovino steeled himself. If it was a drunk, he could deal with it. He had handled his brother when he was drunk, and he had handled his grandpa when he was drunk. Lovino stood up, scattering puzzle pieces on his carpet. Lovino edged toward the door.

[ ItaPan Oneshot ] "Feliciano?" Kiku stopped, but Feliciano had walked on a few paces. He turned his head, hand already up in a casual greeting. It took Feliciano a couple of seconds before recognition slammed across his face like a door. He spun, small child pulled around in a wide circle at his feet. "Kiku!" Kiku took a quick step back, eyes flicking down to the moody child.

[ EngAus Oneshot ] Arthur Kirkland saw things. Ever since the first year, everyone at Hogwarts had known that. Arthur Kirkland talked to fairies, to ghosts no one else could see. He wandered the forests and found unicorns, and everyone thought he was weird. Roderich had witnessed a particular unpleasantness of Arthur in his second year.

[ RusPan Oneshot ] In school, the teachers had always said that the switch would happen approximately around twenty-two years. Of course, that didn't stop the occasional news report featuring two very confused sixteen-year-olds, or two desperately happy thirty-year-olds. Made it a little inconvenient; both Kiku and Ivan had cleared a week around their birthdays to no avail.

[[ AmeBel Oneshot ]] Dr. Natalia Arlofskaya found Alfred F. Jones sitting on the ground, attempting to throw a chair at one of the nurses. She ignored the man for a moment, eyes flicking to the cane that was abandoned by the doorway, the x-rays on the desk. "Mr. Jones," Natalia said. It actually sounded quite reasonable when Alfred explained the situation later.

Conjunto de drabbles de las aventuras de un canadiense, un estadounidense y un mexicano. El trió perfecto para el caos perfecto, ¿Como acabaran las cosas para estos tres norteamericanos? Risas y enojos no podían faltar, pero...¿Amor u amistad? ¡Aparición especial de Nekotalia!

[[ GerLiech Oneshot ]] He was tall, and he walked with his back straight and his steps purposeful. A gun was slung over his shoulder like her brother, but it didn't fall in with the curve of his back, like another limb. She hesitated. She shifted. Suddenly, the gun was pointed right at her head. She froze, breath catching in her throat. He asked her something in another language.

[ FACE Oneshot ] Matthew had met several different Alfreds over the years. The first had been probably the most honest, and Matthew had at least enjoyed that. The seven-year-old Alfred, who talked loudly and picked his nose and hung off of Matthew's new father, screeching for attention. Matthew used to watch his new brother, curled into his bedsheets.

[ Snapped!Liechtenstein ] Everyone seemed terribly upset with her. Liechtenstein didn't really understand, though she was getting a little upset that the handcuffs were so tight; Switzerland hadn't looked at her once since they had been snapped on. Liechtenstein tried smiling at Denmark, the only nation looking her way, and she shrank away when his face twisted into a snarl.