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𝐎𝐡 𝐧𝐨! 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬... 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞? 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭!

Hetalia x Monument Mythos crossover. Some divergence from canon When the Nixonverse is fictionalized, the damage is done. The manticore is gone. The only way to stabilize the timeline is to merge with another dimension. And what better dimension than one with personifications? America has always had a feeling he was different from other countries. Did other countries get thrown in a Giza glass box when they spoke out? Nope, just Alfred. Now he seeks answers to what really lives within his monuments. But how do you learn that there is an eldritch monster inside you? How do you cope with the result of your pyramid invention? How do you live with a gestalt of 17 soldiers who perceive lucky charms as a threat? (Comments and specific feedback are appreciated!) All credit goes to Hidekaze Himaruya and Alex Canasas

I don't own any of the artwork in this nor do I own hetalia

Wanna have one of these countries as your lover, well you don't have to look any farther! [BoyxBoy scenarios]

None of the pictures are mine unless stated otherwise. Just found them off Google, just like all the translations. Legit started writing out of spite so still trying to figure out my writing style & not writing as like a proper paper format or some shit. I'll probably change the cover image later once I put something together if this continues. That's to be determined. There will be cursing, not just for characters who typically curse. No beta reader I do not own Hetalia or any version of it that may be included in this, all rights reserved to their respectful owners

Head over heels Gilbert gifts Feliciano flowers. And thinks about him on the way to his house. Maybe too much.

basically my oc meets her brother a

ℛℯ𝓆𝓊ℯ𝓈𝓉𝓈 « 𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗✍︎»

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OK so, what if back in like trump president days he made a deal with north Korea.In this deal trump will send 10 americans between 18-30 to north Korea under the pretense of helping north Koreas medical system and learn about north Korean culture. Great right??? . . . . Right?? . . . . Or so we thought?? . . . .

A Latvian mobster's daughter, brainwashed from birth to be a machine. When a boy makes her question the guidelines her abusive father has set before her she must make the decision. Safety or freedom? Fem!Latvia x Sealand

~REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!~ Just a book about your awesome Hetalia characters, Hetalia belongs to Himaruya, and Yourself belongs to you and your family. Enjoy!

Norway decided to reminisce his time with Denmark in the past, so he wrote it on his one and only diary. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Heavily inspired by Mitski's "Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart" (If it wasn't obvious).

"Just give him the flowers," he muttered under his breath for the tenth time, pacing in the sunlight like a wind-up toy slowly unwinding. "Say thank you. Say... something sweet." In his hands was a small bouquet-sunflowers and daisies, gathered hastily from the fields, a little uneven, some petals slightly bent, tied together with a single red ribbon he'd tugged off a gift box from last Christmas. It wasn't perfect. But it was him. "This is fine," he whispered. "It's fine. He won't laugh. Right?" The longer he stood there, the less sure he became. He knocked.

America, the joyful, albeit slightly dim nation was actually a very gifted singer-- not that anyone knew that. That didn't mean they wouldn't find out. (A series of one-shots!)

Alfred F. Jones and his mom are starting anew after a nasty situation with Alfred's dad. Let's just say that he no longer respects his dad all too much. Things seem perfect when they move into their new house. He's making new friends, and his mom's job is going great, but after a while, something begins to feel off. Cold spots? Almost ominous presences that seem to haunt him whenever he's home alone? What's going in this house of his? Is there something there? Is it evil? Is it good? Looking into it proves to be much more than what Alfred was expecting.

//hello! I've decided out of boredom to try rewriting an old one shot lol.\\ it was a cold, cold November morning when Alfred F. Jones decided to take his twin brother, Matthew Williams, ghost hunting in an old mansion in the middle of what used to be the kingdom of Prussia. what happened next changed their lives forever....... a prucan fanfiction from long ago, finally rewritten after years of being dead.....

exactly the title hetalia one shots Abandoned(2019) art is not mine hetalia is not mine I am me you belong to you