highschool AU thing so enjoy!! Maybe a different AU after it idk

You look out your peephole of your door to see that no one was there. You look down to see a small (F/C) cupcake on the ground. You slowly pick the cupcake up and from reading all the Oliver fanfictions you KNOW your not going to eat it. You examine the cupcake and see a small note on the back. 'Hello poppet~! I made you a cupcake for that fever you had earlier this week! I hope your better!' -O Now THAT was wierd. Later that night you go to sleep leaving the cupcake on the counter. You drift off into sleep and when you wake up, Man, were you in for a suprise!

Ludwig Beilschmidt, also known as Germany, is desperately trying to defend his country and people from the enemies just beyond their doors; World War II is being fought just out of reach. Obeying the desperate plead of a mother, he saves her teenage daughter, (Name), from an air raid. He takes her into his care, and does everything within his power to keep her existence from the Allied forces; she is his weakness. The Allies, however, have eyes everywhere.

Always being used doesn't feel nice does it. Until you might be the one for him but who knows maybe he's just acting....

Through the years of being raised alone, you were always made fun of. Each time you tried something new, it would never change how others acted around you. Why did it keep happening? Was it a curse? From then on you always thought of it as a bad curse set upon you. But luckily, you had managed to make friends who were, well, weird like you. You didn't care if they were weird, it was just nice to have friends. Then one day, it just had to change everything.

I regret writing this fanfiction, and so, any praise or criticism will most likely go ignored. Apologies. I don't know what I was thinking, but, I won't delete it. =The actual bio for the story= Ivan attends Hetalia Academy. He doesn't have many friends, since he is considered the scary outcast. One day, a new girl, named (Y/N), started to attend school after one summer. At first, (Y/N) and Ivan are just friends. Then (Y/N)'s life comes crashing down. She loses sight for whats right. She's on the brink of destruction. Only Ivan can fix her. I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS, HETALIA, OR THE COVER. And I don't own Reader~chan. I do own the plot, though!

Imagine yourself with your favourite Hetalia characters! Preferably for female readers.

(F/N) is a young, strong-willed girl who takes to the street to sell sunflowers by day and goes back home to her abusive partner by night. She bares through it, saving up in hopes she'll eventually have enough money for a better and happier life. She starts to believe her dream is made reality when a tall stranger starts to show up and buy sunflowers from her. Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya The story belongs to me, DO NOT repost You belong to you! Or Russia - 3 - Amazing cover made by Alderheart :)

I shouldn't have been walking around alone at night. I shouldn't have stopped and watch the obviously crazy man set the building on fire. And I sure of hell shouldn't have accidentally caught his attention. Then maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have been kidnapped by the world's most evil super villain. And then hopefully right now I wouldn't be wishing that he wasn't completely crazy, and wanted to kill every super hero in the world, and that he would, I don't know, take me to the movies, hold my hand as we walked together, or maybe take me to dinner one night. You know normal, cute couple stuff. Instead he likes to kick puppies when no ones watching, dropping me from high buildings, and throwing people into traffic, annoyingly. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't have been taken by someone who's whole mission in life is to watch every super die, and cackle evilly while he thinks of it. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't start feeling bad for this super villain. Maybe I wouldn't be questioning everything I've ever learned about him. And God forbid, I wouldn't be loving a villain.