Arthur Kirkland is a normal, boring, constantly grouchy college student who is completely focused on his studies. He realizes that no one likes him, and he's accepted the fact that he'll live alone forever, without someone to love him. However, one chance encounter with an abnormally large, wounded wolf in his driveway changes him and his life. Especially when he wakes to find a beautiful man in his house rather than the wounded canine he had taken in the night before. I do no own characters or pics used unless I, for some odd reason, decide to draw one. I cannot draw dogs for the life of me. I do own plot line, but I don't own werewolves.... That'd be pretty cool, wouldn't it?

cover art ; gghostkking (tumblr) "Now what?" Keith asked, tapping his desk. Lance's eyes shot up for a second, his mouth quivering, struggling to open. He knew he'd have to tell Keith sooner or later, and no matter how much he wanted to choose later, he had to do it now- he had his chance. He opened his mouth, gulping. "Keith," The boy began, his head lifting up towards the camera. Keith looked up from making coffee, running a hand through his mopped hair. "Hm?" "I have something to tell you," The paladin inhaled, closing his eyes for a moment. Keith waited for his response, looking back down to continue his coffee as he hummed to himself. Lance struggled to pull the words out of his throat, his hands shaking as he tried to balance himself. Calm down, he thought, you can do it. Keith patiently waited, sitting in silence as he poured his coffee into a mug. Lance felt a rock in his stomach, weighing him down. You have to do it, you already started. "Keith," He paused, "I'm gay." In which the Paladins return to Earth and start a group chat. [ #173 in fan fiction ]

America has a dream that he's never told anyone. Unexpectedly he runs into Britain but what is Britain doing in his country? Also America realizes that he might be... dissapearing. Is he going to dissapear without fullfilling his dream?

Hey. This is a bunch of Klance oneshots because why not? I mean, they're adorable! They're practically canon! So yeah. Yay. Edit: okay so fair warning!!! These are (unsurprisingly) unedited and the first few stories are a little bit cringy, but that is to be expected after all. This was one of my first experiences with writing, so yeah. Also, sometimes (rarely now) I will use this book at a Voltron shitpost so... Yeah. Warnings are ALWAYS before the story and if there is some warnings I forgot it you would like me to add PLEASE MESSAGE ME! It is absolutely NO inconvenience for me, and as long as everyone here is having a good time and feels safe, that's all I care about. If you read all of that, thank you for taking time for that! If you're only just reading this, I would absolutely LOVE it if you at least skimmed over the paragraph above! -Adrian (previously Rowan, than Damion, then Rowan again because what's consistency) Disclaimer: I don't own most of the drawings or videos in this books, all credit towards the owners (and if you happen to know if some of the artists didn't want that picture reposted could you please let me know so I can remove it? Thanks!)

Arthur Kirkland isn't your typical sixteen year old boy. He's unnoticed. A ghost among a crowd of people. And when people do notice him, they use his heart as a toy, something to be played with once or twice. So what happens when these games push young Arthur over the edge? Find out in, "Hey Class President", a Hetalia USUK fanfiction.

For those of you who prefer usuk, here it is. I don't know if anyone wrote anything similar, so please don't do anything mean or what. I don't really read much usuk so.....hump that Start Reading button and we'll be off!

Stop reading this fic its garbage

Arthur Kirkland (England) has just moved to Seattle from London. He never thought he would befriend the quirky American teenager known as Alfred F. Jones (America). He never thought he would come to fall in love with him either. Nor did Alfred expect to fall for the suicidal Brit. Can Alfred swoop in and save the depressed teen, or will things be taken to far? ALL OF THIS STORY IS ALFRED'S POV Warning// YAOI. If you don't know what that is, run. Run and never look back. Also a bit of lime content, but no lemon. Disclaimer// I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters. All credit goes to the owner of the fanart I use.

As the title says