How are nations during the zombie apocalypse? They are just like their citizens, trying to survive. In a world without order. A world without social structure. A world without country borders, the nations must learn how to survive in the new world where death surrounds them constantly. [ COMPLETED ] (Sorry, I really suck at writing summaries, hah. I'll revise it later as the story develops. Anyways, I hope you enjoy my story! Please leave feedback in the comments, I love hearing from my readers!) Cover image not mine, all credit goes to the artist.

She is a thief who desperately searches for what she's lost. He is a privateer who represents the country of England. In a twist of fate, they begin their voyage together across the seven seas. What awaits them? Adventure, treasure, tragedy, and so much more.

Lukas Bondevik (Norway) gets a job as one of the male leads of the Royal Danish Ballet, a job he has been dreaming of since he was just a little boy. Mathias Køhler (Denmark) is a professional pianist who works for the ballet company in the orchestra. During a solo practice in the theatre, Lukas is shocked to find out he's not the only one there practicing his skills. -There's SuFin too-

A drunk Francis stumbles into Arthur's house at night, and Arthur has to take care of him. He starts getting unfamiliar feelings in his stomach and chest whenever he thinks about the blonde haired frog. But when a drunk Francis unexpectedly kisses Arthur, how will Arthur react?

When a drunk England casts a spell, what will happen to our hero? Can a country,or two, help and take care of him till the next G-8 meeting?

The Crap Hetalia Book is back with more crappiness than ever!!!! More one-shots, more short stories-split-into-parts-so-you-have-no-idea-what's-going-on, more headcanons, more pictures, more opinions. I'm also thinking of maybe, maybe putting in some rp!!!! This is probably going to be more headcanons than anything else as I've realised that I haven't actually done many headcanons in the past, it's been more pictures. Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia... sadly Claimer: this is crap ^-^

"Those eyes were ravenous, hungry for power and would do anything to get it.  And in Russia's eyes that is what was truly beautiful. He would do anything in his power to make those beautiful, powerful, icey blue eyes his and his alone."

After their tragic, untimely death, rivals Francis Bonnefoy and Arthur Kirkland are trapped following their little brothers around. Life as a ghost is emotionally jarring, as they soon discover, and it's driving them together in a way nothing ever has before.

When Toris meets Feliks, he is overjoyed; Toris doesn't have many friends to start with. However, when Feliks confesses his unrequited love for Toris and kisses him, the Bad Touch Trio snaps a picture and threatens to spill it. Toris knows he can't let this happen; he wants to win the heart of a girl named Natalia, and if rumor spreads he's in an affair with Feliks, that will never happen. The Bad Touch Trio (being the Bad Touch Trio) offer a deal; if Feliks and Toris can make a viral youtube video before the Trio does, the secret will be safe. The two teams pit against each other. However, during the competition, Toris finds himself growing close to Feliks, and maybe, just maybe, catching feelings for his partner in crime. In a twist turn of tragedy and redemption, Toris and Feliks have to face a question only they can answer: how much are they willing to lose? Each other? (I wrote this fic 3 years ago so it is very cringey read at your own discretion)

The Cold War left Russia and America on bad terms, but it's been years now, is it possible for them to become friends? Bonding over their troubled pasts might just do the trick. (tiny bit of Prucan) *I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters* -this fic is awful i apologize in advance-