When a transfiguration spell of England's goes wrong, an over night stay at America's house may turn into a longer visit for the nations. And Russia and America may give some of them a bit of a surprise. A Hetalia Fan-fiction. Cover art does not belong to me.

Alfred had always been a late bloomer. Through puberty to love, he was always last. None of it clicked. Love was disgusting and icky, why would anyone like it? All it did was cause heartbreak and sorrow. Maybe with some help he could learn the ins and outs. And maybe, just maybe, fall in love. Who knows? (One-shot book, open to requests)

America is a pop star and Russia is a super fan. What happens when their world collides? Art cover by: @wolfison (on Wattpad and instagram)

I hate you, I hate you not. I HATE YOU. Fuck me in the ass

I'm a sucker for this ship Just read the rules and request I guess ⚠️ warnings ⚠️ Touchy subjects Gayness(boyxboy) Dark themes sometimes Smut And other things

Russia and America are tired of everyone judging them for dating. In response they run away together and try not to be found. cover is not mine