It's five years after the giant war, and Nico is content with life. Realizing that he still had a house in Italy, he sets off to regain his property and come back in a manner of two weeks so he could move in with his best friend, Will. Upon his arrival he notices weird things with three brothers he had met; Nico comes to Italy expecting something weird to happen, because last time he was here he got turned into corn. But he was not expecting this...

"Heh, they always called me useless... but I'm glad Turkey didn't. And now, it's time, time to show them what we've got! Are you ready fratello? Then let's join the mafia we used to be in again!" An Italian personification, was so tired of being called useless, let alone even his allies called him useless. It's time to show their real strenght as an Italian! "We'll show them all what we really are capable of, we weren't in the mafia years ago for nothing!" --------------------------------------------------------------- "Is this really the best idea Vene?" "It's for the best fratello..." "If... you say so." "Hey bitchez we're going to join again!" ~End of decription~ Sooooo yeah, I hope you like it this is one of my first serious story so yeah... if you don't like it that's fine tell me what you think in the comments below, kay? Oh and, thank you @Blue_Carnation for helping me out on messenger XD even if you don't use the said account lol

Everyone escapes the mansion alive but Italy is a ghost of his former self. Everyone blames him for bringing the countries to the mansion. One day Italy finds the journal with his name still written in it plus a note.. Terrified, Italy runs away and hides. Missing for days, Germany asks England to use his magic to help find the missing Italian, England agrees and sees an image of the future, Italy on the edge of a cliff with the journal in his hands. England rushes to save him. Will he get there in time? Or will he be to late...? (I really, really suck at summaries and this is my first fanfic. I know this ship is weird but I don't care! Italy x England is really rare so I decided to write fanfic on it.) (Update: the summery is irrelevant now because i changed some things, im improvising as i move along)

Hey you weird shippers, if you're weird... Like moi, the queen of weird shippers, lots wont probably ship this but i do..!

A tragedy happened to the Axis causing Feliciano 'Italy' Vargas to slowly crumble into despair. Locking himself away and cutting out all connections apart from all the other nations. Without Italy, the Axis is not complete along with the Allies who are slowly breaking apart. After many years without word of the personification of Italy, all gave up on it when one day, said nation suddenly called a world meeting in Italy. Yet what have become of the once bubbly and cheerful nation that made the others fear and tremble before him?

AU. Italy, WW2. Feliciano Vargas is a passionate, if slightly scared, Italian resistance member. Falling in love with a German fighter pilot was the last thing he expected... and it will test his national loyalty, and his heart, to their limits. \\ I DO NOT OWN THE STORY! I read this online and I wanted to put it on Wattpad so that more people could enjoy it. Full credit to George Devalier on Fanfiction.net. Make sure to also read all of his other amazing fanfiction! //

After the shenanigans of Arthur's baby making, Ludwig longs for a child of his own with none other than Feliciano. In hopes that Arthur can use his magic again to manifest another baby making, The new couple ventures out on a heist to steal Arthur's sell book. However, Arthur has warned Ludwig of the danger of this Forbidden spell. Will the spell work?? Will there be another baby making?? Tune in to find out ('⊙ω⊙')

Suddenly Feliciano, Gilbert, and Lovino are babies?? How will Ludwig be able to handle all 3 of these little munchkins?? (・.Ó ▽ Ò)ﾉｼ))

The G8 and some of their siblings are locked in the meeting building, no one knows why, until a note comes down from nothing. disclamier: Sad, feel killer, family stuff, secrets, pasts and suffers

And in the end, we were all just humans...Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness. #LovingGermany