Historicalhetalia Stories

This isgoing to be a bunch of one-shots about my hetalia oc Ireland and her history. They will not be in order and may be sad so beware.

Austria reminisces about a time long gone.

Remember that you have to die. One day, you will be gone. One day, you will be forgotten, and the legacies you leave in this realm will be left to rot. He, the Kingdom of the Franks, was always afraid of this truth. So he will do whatever it took for him to stay in power. Even if it meant killing his kings. Written for aphabriefhistoryoftime event on Tumblr. THEMES OF DEATH/MURDER

When Lithuania meets America again, things aren't like before

It's 1523: Berwald is fed up with Matthias, he wants out of the Kalmar Union, and he wants out now. Matthias can't believe what he's hearing; Sweden can't just leave him and the others so easily! Tino is caught in the middle, torn between staying with Matthias or following Berwald. But everything changes once he sees the anger Matthias has been hiding beneath the Union's surface. To Matthias, Tino is a mere lamb: timid, weak, easy to control. Too bad he's about to awaken the lion. (Based off an old comic that has lived rent free in my mind for over a decade)

On August 20th, 1908, the "Great White Fleet" of the US Navy arrived in Sydney, Australia. It was the first time the personifications of the United States of America and the Australia met. And when eyes meet eyes, soul meets soul.

Austria is a teenage aristocrat who was just put at the head of the most powerful family in the world. The Habsburgs. But comes great power comes great responsibility. The future of Central Europe falls into his hands and he has no help and no back up force. What is he to do with all this stress? Spain is broke, and Ottoman Empire has already gone back to The Middle East, so now he's alone. He has no grasp on how to be diplomatic or how to run a country, but he'll try. First things first, find an ally, but who? What is a broke, teenaged Spaniard to do? Time period: 1500s, Habsburg era

ɪ'ᴍ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄʀɪɴɢᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 😂 ❤️ 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺! #2 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙖

You're a young soldier on the Western Front, and you find yourself receiving a surprise guest. "The front was mostly boredom when you weren't being shelled. You were on sentry duty a little after dawn, peering through the carefully-concealed holes of the trench parapet, eyes straining as you tried to focus on the distant opposing line through the barbed wire and shell craters and the wafting mist that caught the early morning sun. Just a few hundred meters over were the English, sitting in their own trenches and peering back over at you. All of them would kill you without hesitation."

One shot if you could even call it that. Alfred and Ivan talking heart to heart during the Cold War. Not romantic per say but interpret it as you will.

In 1938, Germany sent troops to occupy Austria, which violated the Treaty of Versailles, especially since Austria was an independent country at that time. What is Austria's response after Germany's aggressive action? Will he return the aggression and attack, or will he just simply let the German stay in his house?

"Il mondo intero urlava straziato, ed era come se nessuno fosse più in grado di essere felice. Non ce n'era motivo, dopotutto. Tra vincitori e vinti tutti ne erano consapevoli: al termine di quella tragedia non avrebbero trovato che distruzione." Miei baldi giovani, lo dirò adesso e mai più: A N G S T (o, almeno, ci provo) Mi scuso in anticipo per qualunque errore storico. Sappiate che divoro libri di storia prima di scrivere ogni riga, comunque... cHe PoSsIaTe PeRdOnArMi! Detto ciò... giuro solennemente di non avere buone intenzioni.

ʀᴜꜱꜱɪᴀ x ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ "ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴅᴅʏ- ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴋᴀ. ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ, ʜɪꜱ ᴊᴏʙ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀꜱ ʜɪᴍ ᴀ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴇꜱᴛᴇʀɴ ᴇᴜʀᴏᴘᴇ. ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴀꜱᴋ ʜɪᴍ, 'ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢɪʀʟ?' ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜꜱ! ᴏʜ, ʜᴏᴡ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴇʟʟʏ ꜱᴡᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ. ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀɪᴏʀ'ꜱ ᴊᴜᴅɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀʙꜱᴜʀᴅ! ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ, ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʀɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ. 'ᴅɪᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ꜰʟᴇᴇ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴏꜰꜰᴇɴꜱᴇ?' 'ɴᴏ, ɴᴏ.' 'ᴡᴇʟʟ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅɪᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ᴅᴏ? ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀʀʀᴀɴᴛ ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ᴘᴜɴɪꜱʜᴍᴇɴᴛ.'" "ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅɪᴅ ʜᴇ ꜱᴀʏ?" "ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠ."

Collection of my drabbles, originally posted on ao3

Feliks finally gets reunited with Toyls following WWII after years of silence between the two. They must overcome their moral differences as they make their way out to the western European coast.