Historias de Prussiaxhungary

Gilbert, herido de un disparo mientras luchaba en la guerra, va perdiendo sangre y recuerda algunos momentos de su vida. Él oscila intermitentemente entre la realidad y los recuerdos. Le cuesta distinguir cuál es cuál, parece todo tan real... A Gilbert de verdad le gustaría sumergirse en esos pensamientos tan agradables...¿tal vez para siempre?

This is my OTP and the first chapter won't be a lemon but if people like it I will make a chapter 2 that may or may not be a lemon depending on what is requested. I hope you enjoy it PEACE✌️

Because for him, going to spend time with her, even just for a moment, is enough.

PruHun One-shot, songfic Cause why not ¯(°_o)/¯ Song: Fall for You Artist: Secondhand Serenade

He was constantly looking at her, adoring her, finding the things about her he loved the most. Yet, she was always so far away, changing, never the same person he fell in love with the time before. What remained was that she was absolutely timeless. {birthday gift for @basement-prussia on Tumblr }

*-* PruHun One-shot *-* Gilbert liked his best friend - Elizabeta - for a REALLY long time. One day, he joins his school's talent show case to pour out his feelings to Elizabeta. Will he succeed or will he not? ((Heartbreak Girl is not mine, it is 5 Seconds of Summer's awesome song :3 Characters aren't mine. They belong to Papa Hima))

This is a hetalia fanfic for prussia and Hungary. Liz and Gil have been best friends since childhood. Liz has a crush on a member of the music club named Austria. Prussia who has like Hungary for years. Can't tell her his feelings. What will he do? Will he let her go? Will he fight for her? Read and find out

Because Pruhun needs a little more love. This is terrible and will low key proton fuck your soul Disclaimer: Hetalia is the property of gay Satan-- er, Hidekaz Himaruya.

A PruHun one-shot. Canada and Philippines will make a cameo at the end.

PruHun :D Oneshot.

[still a W.I.P, please bear with me on this!] Four months after the Hamburg bombing in 1943, Elizaveta Hedervary and Gilbert Beilschmidt flee to Munich in recovery of the incident. They were happy there, and continued to be... Until the day Elizaveta woke up– blind. It gets worse when the two are forced to go against each other in a war between their nations. They're dispersed from each other, and the only thing they think they can do is to hope... If there even is any. !!!Disclaimer: I own neither the characters, nor the series. The art is not mine as well, only the plot shall be considered as my possession. This is the first book I've written here, and I'm sorry for any grammatical errors and such. Hope you enjoy.

A short little PruHun! Please Enjoy!

Ever since she was a young girl, Elizabeta Herdervary had her whole life planned out. But an incident involving Gilbert Beilschmidt made her rethink everything. So before starting her senior year in high school, she decides to spend the summer in New York. Through her grandparents, she is soon introduced to Roderich Edelstein. He is a quiet young man who has a passion for the fine arts. She, on the other hand, is a fearless tomboy who has a love for horses. Despite their stark differences, they slowly develop a close relationship. After some time deliberating, Gilbert eventually meets up with Elizabeta in New York to discuss the incident that drove them apart. Will she be able to give him another chance? Will her relationship with Roderich be strongly affected by her decision? And how will her future turn out in the end? All rights go to Hidekaz Himaruya, the creator of the Hetalia series. All rights go to the owners of the pictures and artwork used in this story.

This is a one-shot inspired by the song 'Forever and Always' by Parachute! You may or may not find it sad but either way, enjoy! :)

Have you ever heard of the old myth The Hungarian Princess? It's a legend centuries old about a Hungarian princess that was sent off to marry an Austrian prince to save her country. She had to leave everything behind, even her true love. The Prussian soldier she had fallen in love with was forced to stay at home as she went to Austria. It broke their spirits and their hearts not knowing when or if they would ever see each other again. She fought disguised as a man in the war to just escape the dullness of a house wife with a man she didn't love. She waited patiently until the end of the war so she could go home. Once the battle was over and done, she immediately went home to see her true love. When she got home, she figured out he had died in the war he was in and never got to say goodbye. She cried for weeks. Everyday she went to his grave and talked to him for hours, she would bring the only thing she had left of him. The black and white cross that dangled from his neck in every war he fought. The myth goes on that even today she reincarnates into a beautiful woman every lifetime and does the same thing. Anything to be as close to her beloved.