The family burns basics. Trashes tropes. Their daughter isn't out for blood. She's out for the person who started the cliche that ended her. ✯ ✯ ✯ "Even though I dip your toothbrush in the toilet bowl, excessively steal your clothes, purposefully annoy the hell out of you, and wish at every 11:11 that you'd be in a body bag the next morning - you're still my sister. And we will always have one another's back." ✯ ✯ ✯ "You're a cute banana." "Excuse me?" "Yellow on the outside, white on the inside." He read my silence as confusion and added, "Your little brother there is an Oreo; black on the outside, white on the inside. Your pretty sister over there is a coconut; brown on the outside, white on-" "What the shit. That's how you want to hit on me?" +++ Wendzel Baxtard, a feminist killjoy armed with heavy loads of sarcasm and marinates herself in self-respect, is ready to destroy the ethnic slurs and derogatory terms that were brought on her because of the clothes she wore and her sexual behaviors.

Just what the title says! (Please don't spam me with requests. Updates will be sporadic.) DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia... or you!

Kane Vargas was your typical teenage girl. Even if you count living in Hawaii special, she wasn't much. Her looks aren't exotic nor does she have a sultry accent that some women would kill for. She lives with her mother in a small house that doesn't call for much attention. She doesn't really like her eyes or her unruly hair. Like any girl, she loves boys but doesn't exactly get much experience, which is awkward when she has to socialize. Life is okay for Kane, nothing too horrible happened but nothing too amazing happened either. When her mother suddenly sends her to Gauken Academy, Kane is broken and afraid. She hides everything behind a carefully crafted shell and lets no one in except her two cousins, Feliciano and Lovino. No one else knows that she is actually a girl. Kane doesn't like anyone there and feels like everyone is a crazy person, especially four blond boys that won't stop bothering her. Alfred is annoying, Arthur won't stop cursing, Francis won't stop touching her, and Mathew needs a bell. As she navigates through high school and tries to figure out how to get restraining orders, she finds herself becoming closer to her family and friends. One boy in particular won't leave her mind and everything is thrown out of wack as she tries to deal with this strange feeling. Oh crap... Is it... Love?!

Haven't we all dreamed of going inside Hetalia? Well now you can! In this story you, as the character, have the time of your lives doing anything you want. But it is also said that you have a powerful and secret power. What could it be?

I was having a good day. Having the house to myself, getting to sing and dance all by my lonesome. It was pretty much the ideal day for me. But, of course, one thing lead to another and... Here I am tied up to my own freaking chair. _._ I don't own Hetalia, I just own my characters and the story.

‘When you’re older.’ These words have been haunting Elizabeth since England left. Well, now she’s older, moved back to London, and attending a private school. Funny thing is England seems to have a knack for getting himself into sticky situations such as (drum roll please) attending school! Hooray for high school! Better yet schools that Elizabeth goes too. Three cheers for magic! More like the European Union decided that the nations should attend a school in their respected country to understand the youth better. Drama, tears, love, betrayal, friendship, enemies, fortune cookies, and confessions. That sums part of it up. I’ve been told high school is better than middle school. Obviously they haven’t heard of Phantomhive Academy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own Hetalia or any of the countries! I do own Elizabeth and any human characters used. I don’t know much about London or England for that matter so I’m sorry if I get something wrong about the place. And yes, I was thinking of Ciel when I came up with the schools name and no this is not a cross over xD