Amecan Stories

A history between America and Canada throughout the years written in diary entries from both perspectives with little twists here and there. The two countries had been through quite a considerable bunch, ups and downs alike. However, when war and crisis break out, it's difficult to keep their relationship in check , saying both have to mend to their own or ally's wounds, or deal with conflicts between their enemies. Conclusions and resolutions play a dramatic role as it determines the relationship between the two; it could either deteriorate reliance or openly express participation. Can the two neighboring countries remain side-by-side through all their struggles? Or will they break ties with the other, never to establish their trust again?

Marguerite Williams is a shy, unremarkable Canadian girl. She is used to being ignored, after all, there's nothing worthy of attention in her, and she didn't expect anything to change after moving to the US. She certainly didn't expect a boisterous American boy, an eccentric French neighbour, and a group of quirky teens determined to prove her wrong. (Human AU; Nyo!Canada; AmeCan) WIP || 186k+ words || Rating: T Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya. Credits for the cover picture go to 塩基 (pixiv ID=222179), and for the edit to @Headphonemaiden!

Just a bunch of hetalia songfics. I do take request for song and pairing. I don't own Hetalia or the songs.

Canada has to ask a small favor of America

When America gets turned into a girl due to a mistake in one of England's spells, his original form has no choice but to travel through a mirror, where he stays with an awesome cook, a stressed, tea-loving woman and finally, a shy but really nice girl. But that only made him feel more homesick. As America tries to adjust to living with these new, but vaguely familiar people, some crazy things happen. First a girl that he was told looked a lot like him had disappeared, then Alice vanishes too, after that he realizes that he was starting to lose his memories along with his identity and finally that he has fallen in love with that quiet, sweet girl that had always been by his side. Madison Williams. But how could she ever love him back? How could an amazing girl like her fall in love with a Fading Hero? However, America learns about Madison's true feelings, and finds a way that could possibly put everything back the way it was. But will America be able to let go of the princess he's fallen for? (I think you all probably know what I'm going to say :3 Hetalia doesn't belong to me and neither does the canon characters that appear in this story! OCs and storyline are mine. This is the third fanfic in my Hetalia Fanfic Series! You can check out the rest here: A Mere Reflection (France x Fem! England) This Magical Mistake (England x Fem! America) A Roman's War (about a descendant of the Great Roman Empire) The Wizards of Hetalia (Hetalia and Harry Potter crossover fanfic) Here're some sequels: The Shy Girl's Hero-UNPUBLISHED (Sequel to this!) A Mistake's Home-UNPUBLISHED (Sequel to This Magical Mistake) Their Unlikely Bond-UNPUBLISHED (Sequel to A Mere Reflection)

Matthew Williams had been like this for awhile. Sad, to put it into simpler terms. He felt invisible, unwanted, and irrelevant. Then there was Alfred. Alfred who was always the center of attention, who had always tried to make everyone laugh and smile. Alfred who had been for the most part, pushing Matthew away. But that had all changed after he opened up and finally paid attention. ( This story focuses on the building relationship of Matthew Williams -Canada- and Alfred Jones -America-. )

"Please! Please don't leave me!" My lover reached out for me, trembling, in tears, it hurt so much seeing him like that. When I couldn't take it anymore I found strength and broke free from the shackles that imprisoned me and ran to him taking him into my arms holding him in a protective embrace "I won't..." I whispered to him. "Never again."

Mistaken attempted murder in the snow. ------------- Summary: A mistake leads to Canada being held captive in Russia's house. ------------ mur·der /ˈmərdər/ Learn to pronounce noun 1. the unlawful premeditated killing of one human being by another. "the stabbing murder of an off-Broadway producer" verb 2. kill (someone) unlawfully and with premeditation. ------------------------------ Russia wants America dead and Canada wants to be noticed or at least be loved by someone who doesn't forget him.

Two brothers competing in the snowy forest. Their differences are great but there's one mysterious concept in which binds them together.

some decent one shots of aph America in various genres. lots of different ships included (or none at all thats good too). requests open!

AmeCan. Drabble.

Matthew types his true feelings to Alfred but it was never ment to be sent. Nothing is mine except the storyline. -implied onesided love- One shot. ----- Originally published 11/21/2013 on my fanfiction net

Canada is a moose he left his house because his father was not treating him nice just because he is a prey and not a predator just like his sibling america

After World War One, Canada finds himself stuck in a situation that nobody else realizes is happening until it's too late. When he wakes up after being stuck in a comatose state for one hundred years with a severe case of amnesia, it's up to America to help his twin brother both get into the swing of being a Nation, let alone one of the 21st century, and help him regain memories of who he formerly was and currently is. To make matters worse, a plot against the North American duo begins coming to light right as things start settling down, bringing in old enemy and friend alike that they had both thought to be gone. UsCan/AmeCan

A sad Hetalia Americest fanfic. *TRIGGER WARNING*

Just read the title. WARNING: Smut

-Rating- T for Teens -This is an AU story, so characters will be taken out of the normal Hetalia form to fit into the story. -Warning: Contains drugs, language, yaoi between brothers, and mentions of adultery (more could be added later throughout the story) The bus station seemed so erie, being alone at like a quarter to five in the morning. Fog covered majority of the horizon to where I can only see across the street before it became a endless wall of light grey. 'Why am I here?' I often ask myself. I left my friend at our house because I know he can take care of himself. Plus, with meeting this new guy I only met through the Internet that has been giving me nervous butterflies. I know what he looks like from being able to Skype him and text him and such, but being able to actually meet him in person, I can barely even breathe do to might actually being noticed. (Slow updates will be an occurrence due to school and life)

"A world without you is a world I don't want to live in."