By day, Hunapo Davies was a simple writer. By night... he was still a simple writer just in pyjamas, staying up too late again. His fans only know him as Richard Hunter though, an author of steamy werewolf-themed erotica. Though he knows werewolves are just a myth, he would love to have a supernatural relationship just like the ones he writes and fantasises about. oznz

Sometimes hiding secrets are better. Sometimes it's worse. Maybe Filo (Fy-low) and Jamiya shouldn't have faked their deaths and told them of their statuses as nations but you don't just go around saying, "Hey, we're nations."

Francis Bonnefoy n'en revenait pas, ils l'avaient fait, les joueurs de l'équipe de France venaient de remporter la finale de la coupe du monde face à la Croatie.

Plusieurs couples, plusieurs vies, plusieurs histoires. Chacunes répertoriées ici, dans ce recueil. À vous d'aller les lire… - drabbles - OS - textes - Nyotalia et Hetalia - Les divers ratings sont précisés au début

I did a rp with a friend and I love it enough to make a cute oneshot out of it

In a game of Truth or Dare, someone...uh...willingly "becomes one with Mother Russia"...finally revealed. (Deal with the devil much?) Rated T for suggestive content. #ColdWarGotHot fic. Part of DCAU.

Alfred and Arthur are childhood friends. Arthur gave a sticker, Alfred wanted him as his. [Actually a practice on my understanding of psychopathic/sociopathic tendencies, obssessive thinking and such. Stalker habits as well but I'll tell ya this; this isn't gonna be a conclusive story.]

Last words aren't always beautiful.

As the capital of France and his brother, Paris always wanted to make each Bastille day special.

"Respira profundo. Pon tu mente en orden. Mantente serena y… ¡Toca de una vez la maldita puerta!". La joven húngara no dejaba de repetirse mentalmente esa frase, mientras subía las escaleras de piedra del Liceo. Al final lo único que la detenía de abrir la puerta del salón de música era ella misma. De no ser por culpa de Alfred, ella no se vería envuelta en todo esto. (Gakuen AU!)

Lukas knows the life he's living isn't real. He has memories in his head that span hundreds of years. But no one wants to listen to his odd spouts of how he's the living embodiment of a country. And no matter how hard he tries, no one will call him by his real name, Norway. Also posted on Archive Of Our Own. Title is from the song Leave Me Alone by Alexander Rybak.

1808. War rages all across Europe. In the midst of the chaos, a Spanish battalion sent to Denmark finds peace in a few villages, where two kindred souls will meet. Theirs is a story of a hidden love, broken English, the promise of return and a long overdue reunion. Written for the Tumblr event A Brief History of Time.

Ingrid, nuestra hija se casa hoy. Se ve hermosa en ese vestido, y se está casando con alguien que en serio la ama. Si tan solo pudieses estar aquí para verla... Anko Family, Nyo!Noruega y Nyo!Islandia, con menciones de Nyo!China.

Living a pretty life could be difficult, especially in a world where who you are is based on how beautiful other people think you are. Only the more gorgeous of persons can be royalty. It's a pretty title, and only someone pretty can fill the spot. It's nothing compared to the outskirts. Living a pretty life is hard, but living the ugly one is much more difficult. PruManoCan

Starting at the beginning of a new school year, new country, new people and new experiences all await of Kaelan. A New Zealander exchange student at World Academy. Trying out for sports, dealing with something against the rules of exchange students and why won't Alfred stop calling him a girl?AU, DenZN and other side pairings. T just in case.

Kiku had a happy childhood,but with words of anger being the last thing he said to his parents,he has chose to never speak again. Years later,kiku as the most bullied weird kid in school, what does the new greek have to do to get him to speak again? And what does he do when his heart pounds so fast every time he's near the Japanese boy? And what happens when kikus heart gets worse?

Honda Kiku never had any friends, and nobody really cares for him. He is poor and lives on the poor side of town. But what happens when Kiku falls for new student, Heracles Karpusi, who see;s past his poorness to the man Kiku is. Can someone like Heralces, who comes from the rich side of town, even love a poor man like Kiku?

What business did the world have, doing this to a child? A child who had been so bright and happy and cheerful and whole?

Just a fluff piece I wrote for my favourite dork's birthday! (yes i know it's late)

Elizaveta has decided to forget her past and focus on her future. A future with Roderick or at least she hopes for one. But all that changes when she sees her old friend whom she has never really forgotten about.

Francis avait du mal à réaliser, nous étions le 12 juillet 2018, et vingt-ans auparavant, en ce jour précis, l'équipe de football masculine nationale avait remporté la coupe du monde.

Life isn't easy when you're an immortal creature of myth, but Alfred F. Jones has been doing it for 251 years. Then, while visiting London, he runs into a human who throws him for a loop-Arthur Kirkland, the first person to ever resist Alfred's charms. Instead of forgetting about Arthur, Alfred becomes determined to win the Brit's heart. Rated: MA Birthday present for Foofie88

"No me ames" me repetías siempre, aún sabiendo que es imposible para mi no hacerlo, porque no me importaba lo que pasara conmigo cuando ya no estés a mi lado, lo único que quería era disfrutar de ti todo lo que pudiera. ¿Es eso tan malo?

Just a random story with Hetalia...

Apres sa défaite contre la Croatie, l'Angleterre réagit plutot mal, ayant espéré une finale contre son ennemi juré.