Crack Fanfic: Francis travels the world in order to restore balance to the natural order, time has been rewritten and he must find a way to fix it. He finds loss, experiences hardships, sweats, and looses the one thing that made his life worthwhile, his true love. Will Francis be able to beat his sworn enemy? (Send message if interested in me turning into a longer story.)

Baton Rouge has the worst headache - and he knows what's causing it. A drabble.

The time has come for Romano to say goodbye. One shot written for Feels Friday. Warning: Feels ahead.

"But East-" "West I'm a lost cause, just save yourself!" So, this happened. It's a short Hetaoni oneshot. I don't own Hetalia or Hetaoni but I do own horrible naming skills. Rates T just to be on the safe side. Constructive criticism enjoyed, flames returned with a sarcastic remark if you have an account, returned with one to myself if no Fem!Germany(Nyo!Germany). Hope you enjoy!

Alfred was tumbling down, not knowing where he was. In 1739, Alfred is in attendance to a party when he finds himself in a mystical place filled with crazy cakes, quarreling queens, and a mad hatter with an even madder claim. this is a usuk fic along with other pairings. there is yaoi and this is based off the movie.

When the Nordics get together for some decorating, mayhem is guaranteed to ensue! But it appears they have a second agenda as well, and it involves some candles...

France is missing Jeanne D'Arc again...but a few light-hearted confessions in French can bring England and France into their love-filled world once again.

"Please take care of yourself, Ludwig." Ludwig. The name feels weird on Holy Rome's tongue, even hours after Austria has left and he is left to his own devices to prepare for the travel to Munich. Ludwig. It sounds like the name of someone else, someone who isn't old and weary like Holy Rome is, someone who doesn't have his sickly thin body and his penchant for melancholy.

Mathew lives in a world where everything abnormal is killed. With his purple eyes, he is definitely considered abnormal. Lost without anyone to help him, all he has is a pack of 100 balloons his brother had "upgraded" to make them be explosive. They are the only thing keeping him alive.

When Laura and Ludwig become friends, Alfred and Gilbert meet... who is more awesome? P.S. (If you want to skip straight to the lemon: start on Chapter 3, skip 4 and continue on 5)

There were no clean-cut truths in this and Alin knew that in the end – if he lived – he'd be left wondering which one of them was more fucked up in the head… Dark no-fluff BulRo fic with some AusHun – my friend Republic-of-Yolossia had it coming so blame him if you hate it, hah.

Comment peut-on passer de ce mignon petit chevalier à cet infâme pirate dévergondé ? Voici ma réponse perso dans mon UA Anges et démons. Lisez bien les avertissements.

Arthur Kirkland adalah seorang pegawai kantoran yang kerja di kantor di dekat rumahnya.FF ini menceritakan tentang kehidupan sehari-harinya di kantor bersama teman-temannya yang sarap dan keluarganya yang juga sarap. (first fic!)

Me había muerto, perfecto, hasta ahí todo normal, debería estar en el cielo o en algún sitio por el estilo, ¡Pero, no!, Había aparecido en la habitación de un bastardo al cual le habían hecho un trasplante de corazón... ¡Qué resultó ser el mío!, Si antes tenía mis dudas ahora lo tengo claro, a Dios le caigo mal, fijo. ONESHOT

Brash American, Alfred F. Jones, sat right next to the silent Briton, Arthur Kirkland. Truth be told, Alfred was uncomfortable seated beside this weird fellow but as the days progressed, he saw through the wall surrounding him. Alfred breaks through the walls to save him but as the wall crumbled, so did Arthur. (Full summary inside)

Once a year Italy rises before either Germany or the sun and slips on his old white, Catholic robes. He thinks Germany doesn't know about it but he does, but what he doesn't know is why Italy only does it on this particular day...

"Life's journey takes us through the seasons of change." An entry by Arthur to lament his husband Alfred's death and to move on with the seasons. (USUK/ AlfredXArthur. Hetalia human AU. Angst warning. Mainly fluff, thus rating.)

A piece of Germany has seceded and is now calling themselves... The Holy Roman Empire. Upon hearing the news, Italy and the gang rush find if Italy's lost lover is back and they discover he's a bit... different. Will Italy and Holy Rome be together? What will Germany think? You'll have to read to find out! I used the human names in the story, just a heads up

A certain American decides to have a huge Thanksgiving party for him and his fellow nations. How will this turn out? Read to find out. Certain ships are mentioned or slightly suggested

El danés no lo quiere aceptar, Noru siempre lo rechazó, pero de eso a saber-y ver- que hay alguien más en su vida… debía de estar en una pesadilla. Por su parte él e Islandia no pensaban lo mismo.

After getting upset over Arthur's absence, Francine had decided to clog her heart out with multiple bottles of champagne. In a drunken daze, Francine ends up taking a walk, and it isn't a very good idea. Leaving her troubles behind on an adventure; it left Arthur in worry, and as a gentlemen, It is his job to find his beloved French Madame.

Drabbles enredados bajo bosque noruego, entumecidas entre páginas de cuentos daneses. "-¿En él también hay deporte? Luchas. Tortura. Veneno. Amor. Odio. Venganza. Cazadores. Malas personas. Buenas personas. Mujeres bellísimas. Dolores. Muerte. Hombres valientes. Hombres cobardes. Hombres fuertes. Persecusiones. Fugas. Mentiras. Verdades. Pasiones. Milagros. -Suena bien- repliqué."

Ireland is struggling for independence and England is desperate for her to stay. What can she do? One part of her wants to stay, the other part is screaming for freedom. Set around the birth of Northern Ireland in 1921.

Era lo suficientemente distraída como para amarla, como para quererla. Lo suficientemente tonta como para imaginarse un futuro con ella, donde ella sonríe como a Emily tanto le gusta. Solo había un problema. Alice no la miraba de esa manera. [Fem!America Fem!Inglaterra]

It's Christmas time in the world, and aren't we all excited? The countries especially. But, really, whenever have the countries ever been at peace? Not even Christmas can save us from the chaos that is Hetalia. NOTE: Oneshots start as soon as December arrives. Give suggestions and request now!