-HETALIA- A smooth meeting w/ the countries, followed by a sip of tea and (uh I think that's supposed to b a scone) is impossible for Britain! Add in America and a bit of French cuisine and your headed for trouble and a laughing fit!! ~(>0<)~ Personally rated T for mild language. My first FanFiction. Please V&C! :3

<FrUK> A kinkmeme prompt fill in which America notices a clearly French doodle on England's hand. Curious, he asks about it.

Canada is ignored yet again at the world meetings. It becomes too much for the quiet country and he snaps. What does this mean for the rest of the countries? ((this is kind of a crossover between Hetalia and the game Plague Inc.)) ((^^I DO NOT OWN EITHER OF THEM))

There was a dead silence in the room, no one speaking, eyes dull and grey as they watched each person drop dead on the floor, dead, dead, dead, everything is dead, everyone is dead, we are dead. We don't try. We don't try.

Prussia has a secret that he wants to tell to Canada, if he can get up the courage to do so.

A sad Hetalia Americest fanfic. *TRIGGER WARNING*

America's P.O.V, & how he felt before he met England & during the Revolutionary War (was republished at my fanfiction.net account: "Dried Love" - shyotaku027)

America and some of the other countries are having a COD(Call of duty black ops II) marathon... They didn't want to invite england due to his "lack of interest in gaming" so he decides to play a little prank on them...

The many lies and secrets Arthur has kept away from Alfred are piling guilt upon his own shoulders, while Alfred sees his own misfortune in his beautiful baby blue eyes. When Arthur looks back to Alfred's youth, he finds himself in a life-changing situation that threatens the thin strand of love and truth connecting him to his own brother.

This was never supposed to happen. Arthur was supposed to become a demon- not an angel! To get what he wants, Alfred will break all rules just to taint his sweet little Arthur, but in the end, will it work? UsUk