This is my Osomatsu-San book and only Osomatsu-San stuff will be in here like any updates or just random Osomatsu stuff but yeah peace~!

liz a simple girl who wants to be able to have a good life and she ends up with Arther (aka England from hetalia.) will she fall for the age old pirate or will she want to gp back home to her family. but for know she stays with England and before she realizes it she's fallen for him. then after a few late night mistakes will she leave him or will she stay in his ever loving arms till the end of her days.

All new Stalkers are following you! What are you gonna do?! Run For your Life!! Why Aren't You Running?!

The American Revolution was brutal. Blood was shed left and right. The boy Arthur used to know was now as strong as he, and he could do nothing about it. Once the battle was won, Alfred had declaired himself as America. As he went off, leaving Britain behind, he constantly looked back. He would remember the fun times they had together; the laughs they shared with so much passion and heart. But those days were nothing now. America needed to create his own happy memories within his own Nation. Ever since that dark day, something dark festered within Alfred. Years and years went by and he tried desperately to surpress the evil, hiding it with a smile around his friends. As Alfred looked in the mirror, the only thing he could see was that aura of evil, which seemed to have formed into a humanization. As he observed it closer, he noticed the apperition looked exactly like him, but with a darker hint. Alfred was terrified and tried to run. But the other was just as fast. He glared at the Real America with scarlet eyes, his dark brown hair wavering in front of his face. As the imposter smiled, a single tooth had been missing. The bomber-jacket wardrobe and denum jeans remained the same, but the attitude differed completely. It wasn't long before the second Alfred had changed things. He kept the first Alfred in fear, threatening him constantly with his nail-embedded baseball bat; which had been blood-stained over time from innocent victims. And through those harsh years, Alfred learned-from Italy-about his other being. And Italy said: "They are called 2Ps; Second Players. They are the evil and mean versions of us, and they call us 1Ps; First Players". From that day forward, Allen, Alfred's 2P, had run his life like a dictator. But what was life like from the 2P's point of view?

You dipped your (coloured) hand into the bowl that was once filled with popcorn, only to find out that there were none left. An irritated grunt escaped your lips before you noticed that you had to go back to the kitchen and refill. As you entered you noticed tiny shards of glass that came from a smashed window. Your eyes widened in horror. How couldn’t you have noticed this before? Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around your perfectly-curved waist. “Hallo, love.”

A bunch of hetalia love stories and even some sad ones! Includes England, Germany, America, and much much more that will be added very soon!!!!! HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^O^

As the title says this is just some Dark!Hetalia drabbles, sorry it is horrid, all requests will be taken into account and worked on to my best abilities.The first story is Italy.

You're a princess who craves adventure when the perfect opportunity steps into your life coughARTHURcough. Will you go with this mysterious pirate or stay trapped in locked palce doors. Of course you're going, but yeah. Edit~ I've begun posting again xD. It's been so long. An entire year whoa. ««Important»»Comments and votes are much appreciated it lets me know people are reading. And as long as people are reading, I'll keep writing ^^