In questa fanfiction i protagonisti saranno persone normali, mentre i Proxies interpreteranno il loro dovuto ruolo da antagonisti.

Cosa succederebbe se un giorno si aggiungesse un piccolo componente alla piccola famiglia delle guardie e queste fossero totalmente inesperte?

-cosa c'é nel caro diario di tutte le nazioni?- (no, NON saranno delle traduzioni ma qualche frase che ogni personaggio potrebbe dire al suo diario inventato da me. Questa raccolta è molto molto molto ironica, non si vuole offendere nessuno :D)

You always have heard the saying "music can save a life" or "music can bring people together." I didn't know that was true until my junior year when a mysterious rockstar made an appearance at our school as a new student. From that point forward, I broke out of my shell little by little, preforming, singing, and understanding how scary and beautiful life can be. How people can change, and how things aren't always what they seem. I find out through these last two years just what it will take to survive this world and see the joy in it all the same. This is a story about friendships, heartbreak, depression, betrayal, love, forgiving, and so much more. This is my story of how I overcame my struggles, and it all started when I met this little blond bastard in the 5th grade. Songfic. Graphic content (AKA TRIGGER WARNINGS), read at your own risk.

'One foot out of England, one foot in Wales,' A man with a tragic back story, and a man meant to be a king. What he was, is what he will be. Fantasy, legends, adventures, romance, action, and a peek of the life during the Medieval Era, more specifically an Englishman and his meant to be. From yard training to crusade. From a page to a king. From a arrogance to humbleness. What could have made a man whose mind is shrouded in his own pride worship a woman way below him? What would? It is like a fairytale. Would it end happily? Would it end in tears? 'A man without a quest is a man lost of himself.' -Arthur: The Seeing Stone [This story is inspired by the Arthur Trilogy and Arthurian Legends]

(F/N) has always visited the local cafe to escape and get a little bit of freedom from her life at home. One day when the cafe is packed full, and the chair that (F/N) normally sits on is taken too, she asks whether she can sit next to a man who is sat by himself. Soon she finds herself making a new friend. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya Cover made by Alderheart Any pictures used aren't mine You belong to Italy or yourself If you're sensitive to mentions and scenes with abuse in them, than read at your own risk, I'll put warnings in the beginnings. I hope you enjoy!

Alfreds eyes draw you in, his lips are most sinful. "Let's be bad kids." He whispers into your ear. Do you follow him or force your feelings down?

By the way, this is a France x Reader story if you couldn't tell already c: It's a songfic if you couldn't tell again! :D

You've just moved away from your hometown and into a large city with an equally large highschool. What happens when you meet an adorable and sweet guy, just to find out, he's not as adorable and sweet as he seems? COMPLETED!

School is boring you, you're tired of everything, all you really want is a nap, but (sadly) fate wants something else. How are you going to manage?