It's finally America's turn to hold a meeting in his country. Let me just tell you, he's a nervous wreck... Just as he thought the meeting was running smoothly some unknown and rather loud children, claiming to know Alfred and calling him Dad? •I accept suggestions just no shipping• -just some wholesome father Alfred and drama in the US household- (Also there is going to be a lot of the midwestern states because I'm from Illinois, and there isn't enough of the Midwest states) -COVER ART IS NOT MINE- -I DO NOT OWN HETALIA- #1-States (6-1-20) #1-Hetalia (6-25-20) #1-aph (10-10-20) #2-nations (5-3-21)

THE RANDOMNESS THE SHITTYNESS AND THE GAYNESS OF ZHE WORLD I'm publishing random pictures from Pinterest, Facebook and anywhere that my friend kindly collected for this book.There are featured arts too.So I do not own anything they have their respective owners

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)

When Italy first propose the idea of visiting other nations as a vacation, America was the first to raise his hand and agreed to be the first host. But when the other nations arrived they notice something different about the America. Meanwhile the count down begins from 7 days.

Here is America x fem nations. this my first hetalia

Why did you leave? Why can't you stay like your other siblings? You're so young, so innocent and how frail you are againts this dirty world. You should be here with me, safe and sound. You're my sunshine... my precious little boy... My darling love, whose gentle voice and is pure as snow, the one I loved for centuries. Why didn't you agree to stay with me? Why are you so loyal towards him? My love, have you forgotten our own paradise? Before they came, we were both happy with our little ones in our arms. It should have stayed this way! My beloved... my soulmate... my light... You three stayed, yes all stayed yet are not completely mine. My babies, it should be me, not your bosses! So much has this filthy world wound you, so young and joyful. I'll never let anything happen to you. My cherished little ones... my stars and moon. I'll destroy those who'd hurt you all, even if it means I'll become villain. I don't care whose blood I'll spill, no one would ever harm what's mine.

What happens When America Is Pushed Beyond Recovery.

A person's mind works in strange, wonderful, and dumb ways. When you're falling asleep, horrid memories from your past haunt you and keep you up in embarrassment or of guilt. For Alfred F. Jones those memories are the reason he is trapped within his own mind. Native America seeks the help from all of those who've had an impact in her son's life, hoping that they can discover and stop the curse placed on the American. Through the memories secrets get revealed and many get hurt, but to save the young country's life, they are willing to go traverse the private past and find out who is behind this mess. 【ⓘⓜⓟⓞⓡⓣⓐⓝⓣ】 •I do not own any of the characters. •All of the Hetalia characters belong to Himaruya Hidekaz •none of the headcannon belong to me, I found them on Tumblr, Pinterest, and here on Wattpad •I only own the plot of the story

I'm shocked the last one was so beloved lmao.. keep those requests coming! And remember a lot of these are just satire and nothing serious.

~Sequal to Fading Away~ Its been a little over a year since Matthew Williams has passed away. Alfred was devastated. Francis learned to cope with it. Arthur remembers nothing. Matthew has come back as a child with no memories of ever being alive before. It's their chance to set things right and fix the bond that tore with time. This should be a good thing! It really should, but between their diffrences and their inability to get along, they could just end up making the same mistakes all over again and end up with a fate worse than the death of a loved one.