How are nations during the zombie apocalypse? They are just like their citizens, trying to survive. In a world without order. A world without social structure. A world without country borders, the nations must learn how to survive in the new world where death surrounds them constantly. [ COMPLETED ] (Sorry, I really suck at writing summaries, hah. I'll revise it later as the story develops. Anyways, I hope you enjoy my story! Please leave feedback in the comments, I love hearing from my readers!) Cover image not mine, all credit goes to the artist.

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! //

(Y/N) has been adopted by the nations! Follow her and her story as she goes on adventures with Russia, the Nordic Five, the Bad Touch Trio, and the rest of the Hetalia gang!

Learn how to speak, dress, and act like a Hetalian!

Do not read if you experienced anything tragic!! -9/11 -School Shootings -Street Shootings -Etc. I will try to complete everything!! Cover doesn't belong to me, but I'll update that too soon! It's not finished sadly, but I will try to post more chapters when I get the chance.

the countries in Hetalia meet and react to their 2ps. Rated T for violence, gore, fighting, swearing

(Warning kind of gory) Russia absolutely can't stand the sound of America's voice. When America comes over uninvited with a couple of drinks Russia unexpectedly slits America's throat. He isolates America in his home and enjoy's the fact that America can't speak anymore. Although as the months go by America begins to get used to and almost enjoys his forced silence; something Russia can't seem to understand, until he stumbles upon one of America's many written letters. When Russia is trash talked at a meeting he storms out on America during blizzard. They learn that their lonely pain and angst towards the world are not so different.

"Those eyes were ravenous, hungry for power and would do anything to get it.  And in Russia's eyes that is what was truly beautiful. He would do anything in his power to make those beautiful, powerful, icey blue eyes his and his alone."