francis is jealous. arthur knows.

How to feel something when you were born and raise to be a killing machine ? Matthew, 21 years old, always been an assassin like his older twin brother without his parents knowing. He always been faking emotion since preschool. But could a abnormal metting with a albino when he is visiting his family can change that ? [PruCan, Yaoi. Rated T for warning inside]

Pelear y hartarse es tan válido como coquetearse y amar. Pero todos tenemos un límite. (Reto Año Fanfictionero: SpaMano)

Between the intrigue, conflict, and war, even nations need to have a little bit of fun. It turns out that many nations actually enjoy game play in their spare time. This week's game-Ring Around The Roses...New Zealand was perfectly content to sing the childhood rhyme. That was of course until Ireland set the Commonwealth countries on what the rhyme really meant.

a boy with a polaroid camera and a photogenic art student. "romance is inevitable, no matter how many times he would deny it, lukas was falling for the danish boy with the polaroid camera,"

World War III has left the world with no choice but to move forward, and now it's time for each country to step up and take the lead. America has once again become the center of the world's trade and industry, but his new job of keeping his people happy and safe seems to have gone wrong somewhere. What can he do to fix the problem before someone gets hurt?

Lors de la chute de Byzance, Grèce vas vivre avec l'Empire Ottoman. C'est étrange comment les choses ont changés... même tes sentiments Tu te fais des idées si tu pense un jour avoir été quelqu'un de bien Qu'est-ce qu'un gamin comme toi pourrais en savoir!

Spain hurts Romano's feelings and needs to make things better. I am currently rewriting this.

Alfred F. Jones is your average renowned third wheel struggling with almost as many problems in his career as in his love life (which is already pretty lame and virtually nonexistent). Me? I'm your average, awesomer-than-average guy—awesome hair, awesome musical talents, awesome fluffy avian wingman—and I'm going to teach him how to live. Human AU

A Gerita one-shot. Fem-Italy x Germany human names used. Germany is about to confess to Italy but when he shows up to Italy's place the door's wide open and the Pasta loving Trottle is nowhere to be found amid the ransacked house. "Feli you PASTA LOVING TROTTLE wake up!"

Arthur Kirkland will never be the same again. After he is released from a mental hospital, his whole life is full of depression, therapy, and isolation. When he meets a young man at his group therapy, he becomes intrigued. Alfred F. Jones- a perfect looking boy until you look at his arms. Arthur wasn't planning on saving anyone but himself, but Alfred just might change that.

Germany just hasn't been the same since Prussia died. I recommend you listen to Einsamkeit, the Prussia and Germany duet, while reading for enhanced feels! TRIGGER WARNINGS: Suicide. ;;

Qué resulta de la mezcla explosiva entre una chica con fuerte instinto maternal, un chico con pánico al compromiso, unos cuantos familiares cabrones y un bebé en un concierto de música. Brits!

"If a mortal is selfish, we don't blame him. A country can't be selfish when he has to take into account billions of lives aru." The blossoms last for seven days, so does the final memory Yao depends on. Angst-warning. Nichu(?) Iggychu/Rochu if you squint XD

Inspired in Gong - Sigur Ros. Iceland is desperate, he doesn't know what to do anymore. It's nothing easy to be between love and hate. Traslation of Strawberry07's Gong. DenIce. Implicit DenNor.

Felicia discovers something really interesting during her first heat, and she's sure that what she wants is impossible. Her friends seem to support her, but is what she really wants possible or is it just forbidden? Nyo!North Italy, Nyo!Japan, Nyo!Germany, and Nyo!Spain. Rated M for explicit and brief mentions of heats. Omega verse AU.

It's the Trivial Pursuit Championships featuring the countries of the world. Do they have the knowledge that it takes to win? Well, read and find out! Current contestants: The Bad Touch Trio

El pecado se expiaba con fuego y sangre, pero esos ojos azules, el cabello rubio, su voz varonil... La lujuria era suya, del interior más oscuro y perverso de sí. 100% YAOI.

Matthew is high. Seeing stars, lying on the cold bathroom floor. In the other room, his friend is talking to the off TV set. Every time he hears his laugh, Matthew's stars dance and his heart flutters. What could this feeling be? Is 'cause he got high? Or could be something deeper? *PruCan, drug use.*

Everyone has a moment of weakness, has a moment when all seems lost and all you want to do is give up. Hope has been lost. It's up to Angels Feliciano and Arthur to bring the hope back...or else it's their wings that pay. AU Angel fanfiction. Human names used.

A short fiction about a sick England on a certain day he would rather not think about. Perhaps this time around the person he needs will stay. (Complex USuk)

...Russia let out a cry. A cry from the depths of his throat that he had been holding in for centuries. Centuries that he had endured so much pain. It was a cry that would have dubbed him insane. A cry that was a true reflection his madness. It was a cry so loud, so agonized...like that of thunder...that it overpowered the screams and gunshots outside...[Bloody Sunday]

Bueno este mas que nada es para que conozcan a los personajes de mi otro fic, "Holocausto", mas que nada a los hijos de nuestras queridas naciones, espero que les guste y comente, ADVERTENCIA: Puede tener Spoiler de capítulos que no han salido aun, léanlo bajo su propio riesgo.

Alfred and Arthur, apparently, are not soulmates. Despite his boyfriend's doubts, Arthur doesn't believe there is anyone else in the world he belongs with. But is he right? (usuk, soulmate au)

Ambos encontraron el dolor y el abandono como punto en común, sin embargo, ellos eran muy distintos entre sí. Sus diferencias los llevarían a enfrentarse y a aliarse a través de la historia mientras el hilo del destino se iría estrechando hasta fundirse en un destino marcado de rojo. RoChu Histórico.