Medieval AU. They met in the wrong place, at a wrong time, and in the wrong bodies. It was the Dark Age, and in those days nothing was eternal. A simple farm boy's life was turned upside down by a humanoid creature in a golden cage. Farmboy!Ivan x (?)Yao. Rochu.

Matthew Williams tells a tale from long ago (For now just a oneshot but might be made into a series if people like it enough.)

Esta era una mañana normal de invierno y los hermanos universitarios se vieron en la forzada necesidad de salir de sus cálidos cobertores para dirigirse a la escuela. En el camino se les unieron Mathias y Xiang, este último le expresa a su novio Emil sus dudas acerca de la amistad del otro par ¿Cómo es que siendo tan diferentes, aun pueden ser amigos?

True to the title, this is a drabble (100 words, no more, no less) centered around a certain dynamic in Gilbert and Matthew's relationship (platonic, romantic, whatever) that I always found kind of interesting :0

Canada invites his family over to his house for thanksgiving, so they could be together

Ivan spends most of his nights juggling the police, the black market, his sisters and a troublesome American. However, with his eyes set on Yao and his failing restaurant and with a new vampire on the scene...his nights might become far more exciting.

Lapland, musim dingin—dan Erzsi ikut memancing.

Waking up in his ex-husband's household is the least of Arthur Kirkland's problems: he's disliked at work, he's a borderline alcoholic, and he's about to take part in the unraveling of the largest global conspiracy ever since the Stone Age. Can he take the heat? (Title and summary is a WIP)

The pressure to be perfect - whether it be in academics or extracurricular- was so strong and he was so weak. So very weak. (High school AU)

A quick oneshot based off the song Dead Hearts by Stars, detailing the start of the Awesome Trio. Contains slightly depressing thoughts.

[Este fic es un regalo por el cumpleaños de Eagle Primecee.] Las estrellas son bonitas, ¿no es así? Pero son mucho mas bonitas en compañía de alguien que amas.

Es la semana en la que el festival es la máxima atracción. Y como cada año Emil no tiene la intención de asistir, hasta que a Sadiq se le ocurre ir. No puede ser tan malo ¿Verdad? ¿Qué podría pasar? Todo va bien hasta que Emil llega a la única carpa que no parece encajar con el ambiente. -Te dejaré ir- Dijo Xiang usando un dedo para recorrer el contorno de la cara de Emil.

AU. Matt Bonnefoi is so desperate to get home that he accepts a ride from Al Jones, a stranger he meets in JFK Airport. Despite a raging blizzard, they set out for Ontario—but they don't get far. What happens when a grieving Canadian and a deprived American are forced to spend twenty-four hours trapped together in a snow storm? Only good things ;)

Originally published on Inkitt. A bet over who's the better mariner leads to an American-sized competition full of the usual antics, complete with fireworks, bonfires and others things. Such the unexpected storm that leaves Alfred to play the part of the hero - a part he does enthusiastically and heroically of course...

Dreams can often bring about memories. Memories that would be better left in the past. Memories that can eat you up inside and never leave you be. And Arthur is forced to face these memories once again. (UsUk) (Quick note, author does not particularly like UsUk)

El presente fic es un regalo para Yue-black-in-the-Ai por su cumpleaños. Iván visitará a alguien pero ¿a quién? Disfruten

When waking up in a room you don't remember with a strange man, remembering the previous night's actives reveal something unexpected.

"Help me." Lizzy whispered without knowing that she shared the words with a cursed soul she had never met: Gilbert. Like two ships out in a storm, both search desperately for light and find it when they crash into each other, and sink impaled into the black ocean, hearing only dying screams of wind. Depression, their affliction, sat like a barbed rose crown on their heads.

Arthur is a vampire with a dangerous secret. Vampire Au, England x World. Engmano, AusPru and many more!

"Yesterday, was the bloody fourth of July!" England tried to explain. "So, what if I got a little drunk and miscast a spell!" Part 1 of "It's England's fault".

Le célèbre jeu à boire, où deux personnages se soumettent au choix du hasard et passent sept minutes enfermés seuls... /Je suis extrêmement nulle pour les résumé...

Arthur Kirkland, a pessimist (a realist he argues) but good at heart when you take your time to dig into him is how the closest people to him would describe the editor. And adamant about his life remaining exactly same. But after years of pestering and a job offer he can't refuse he moves to San Francisco (and he hates it already.)

Not everything that falls, breaks. Especially if you catch it. And, sometimes, when Gilbert thinks about it, maybe being sure of something doesn't really mean you can lose it. He was just far too young to understand it the last time. BTT: Frali, Gilicia, Pruhun, Spamano and some other rare pairings. A Gakuen! Hetalia fanfic. Mostly fluff and silly banter. More warnings inside.

[AU]"Estados Unidos, 1929. Alfred F Jones es un accionista activo y con buena suerte últimamente. Rose Kirkland es una linda chica británica que trabaja en una tienda que vende artículos de té. Después de conocerla, Alfred no sólo temerá de perderlo todo después del 'Jueves Negro', sino a perderla a ella."

While smiling is not her strong suit, Lien is quite capable of expressing joy in other ways, especially when she receives the number of her school's idol, Arthur Kirkland. Now it should be a breeze to befriend her lasting crush... but wait. Calling someone shouldn't be so complicated, so why is the Arthur she called not the Arthur she knows? (Human!AU)