England and kid!America: After a night of listening to ghost stories, young America asks England for a story of a different kind.

Russia felt more lightheaded as his blood poured onto the floor. He gave a watery chuckle at the thought that his people’s blood that stained the ground rivaled the morning dew. It was almost beautiful.Great Purge 1937-1938

-Written for the prompt “Haircut” in livejournal- One summer day, Poland decided that maybe, the drought was somehow connected to Liet's most recent hairstyle. “Liet, like, want to borrow my hairbrush or something? Your hair is like, a total mess!"

Drabble. Prompt: manos

A belated tribute to the fall of the Berlin Wall from Prussia's point of view. I hate writing summaries :P

Rusia se dirige hacia la casa de Alemania para visitarle. Pero durante el camino el soviético parece aburrido y decide “entretenerse” un poco con el joven Letonia. Hace mucho frío e Iván no tenía otra opción que darle calor al pequeño // Para KagomeKrizz

The nations face their greatest adversary, one that is beyond the scope of their powers. Instead of fighting amongst each other as they have always done, they come together, united by misfortune, to celebrate their long-standing relationships.

Ita-chan needs to buy another bed! Short lemon. WARNING: Itacest. Romano/S. Italy x N. Italy. LovinoxFeliciano. Yaoi. Smut. R&R

Every friday, a new war begins. WARNING: Crack, cursing, funny names, and utter suckiness. Read at your own risk.

We’re finally together, and no one’s ever going to take him away from me ever again." My story for the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. Please read and review! Rated for a sensitive topic. No slash, just brotherly love.

A short drabble in which France doesn't get the fact that PDA is trashy and Canada is tortued by it. France x Canada

As much as Arthur would have loved putting Alfred in the guestroom or in any guestroom for that matter, even his old bedroom; the problem was that the entire floors of most of those rooms were getting redone.

It's night. It's cold. And you're stuck camping out with a ruddy git. What's an Englishman to do? Mild US/UK, fluff.

Recuerdos Gratos y no tan Gratos en la Memoria de una Nacion. Desde su nacimiento hasta lo que es ahora: La República de Chile.

A SealandXLatvia angsty songfic. Inspired by the Taiwanese version of Rainbow by Jay Chou. Set sometime in the future where they're a little more grown up. Warning: Character death.

This is my first story. Kinda OC. What if all the nations in Hetalia exist? What if, in order to exist, they take a human and make them the country manifest? This is the story of America's apprentice and how he becomes America himself

Drabble written after a Veteran's Day Service. America-centric.

America and England during the revolutionary war. It's the way the war should have ended in my mind. Human names used. AlfredxArthur AmericaxEngland

Belarus-centric ficlet about her love for Russia - Warning, angsty, drinking, weird rambling...

Francis and Matthew are roommates at summer camp. But is Matthew making the right choice when he falls for the flirtatious Frenchman? Only time will tell. Rated T for language and boyxboy.

Gilbert does something that no one would have expected of him. R & R One-shot.

When all is at war, there are some things which stay routine. Usage of a historical figure, liberties taken.

Fail attempt at Halloween number 341. If America was back here, this number wouldn't be so bloody large, England couldn't help but think. OC!Singapore included. USUK if you want to squint.

Mimpi buruk bagi Germany, di mulai dari sekarang!

AU. What Arthur had expected on his trip of the vineyards of France was solitude, good wine, and a quiet end to his rather disastrous love life. What he had not expected was a hostel in Rome with a Frenchman, no wine and rainy start to a long summer.