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I was dead for 13 minutes (hetalia fanfic)

Ellerinathegreat

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Reads 1,117
Votes 75
Parts 19
Time 50m

Ellerinathegreat

america angst aph badtouchtrio canada death england france gerfra germany iwasdeadfor13minutes prussia romano spain usuk

( BTW I messed up everyone's ages cuz why not. They are all aged 16-25)

This is based on an amazing book called I was dead for 13 minutes, now I want to know why.  You don't have to have read that to understand this.  I don't own hetalia, or 13 minutes. 

When  17 year old Gilbert is pulled out of a river, half dead, he has no memory of the events that lead him to be there. He knows someone pushed him in, someone wants him dead, and that person will stop at nothing to get him, even if it means killing innocent people. The trouble is, he doesn't know who wants to kill him. It could be anyone, even his closest friends. He eventually teams up with unpopular nerd he has always bullied, Arthur Kirkland. Can they find who wants to kill Gilbert before it's too late?

Francis, Gilbert's best friend is sick of Gilbert's controlling nature.

Antonio, Gilbert's other best friend, hates the way Gilbert is always treating him like he's inferior.

Alfred, a boy in Gilbert's year is angry that Gilbert turned him down.

Ludwig, Gilbert's German teacher, and older brother knows that Gilbert knows about an affair he had with one of his students, Francis. 

Mathew is hates being overlooked by everyone, and Gilbert did it more than anyone else he knew

There are loads more people, in fact it seems like everyone hates Gilbert. How can they solve a crime where it could have been anyone?

I don't own hetalia or 13 minuteAll Rights Reserved

america angst aph badtouchtrio canada death england france gerfra germany iwasdeadfor13minutes prussia romano spain usuk

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(Discontinued)Boardings by jewish_aph_corpse

Inspired by a fic I read on AO3. Trigger warning: antisemitism, ablism, transphobia, abuse, dysfunctional house holds, implied self harm and active self harm, mentions of suicide, graphic depictions of fire and death, hallucinations, religious views and bullying, graphic depictions of violence, implications of rape and torture, cannibalism and rot, murder and major character death. A slow burn "possession" and recruitment Alfred Jones and Dimir Vladistov, victims Y and Z. Yurchenvile, home of the one true peace and power, church of the true god and his priesthood. Filled with flowers and lakes, stone paths and dark wooden buildings, long gowns with skin and bones. Gilbert's second home is in this community, and it his mission to picked the next chosen ones, Y and Z. Bring in the board, board made with love and care, if they ask what is is just say ouija. Board of the god, board of gods chosen bodies. Form a bond and life carefree, your body now belongs to me. Book is meant to be a slow detailed read rather than jumping into things head first, this helps keep people reading as they have a longer book and more anticipation the longer they read as things begin to turn rough. Things may not make sense

The Storm [DISCONTINUED] by Dylan-Marsh

{STORY DISCONTINUED and I'm probably never gonna finish it whoops} The world is ending, obviously. America never really paid attention to the news, only Good Morning America, of course, but when the flooding and crippling storms started in the south and worked their way to D.C., he got nervous. There were warnings, scientists predicted the amount of blah, blah, science, science, random crap, big words. . . World catastrophe. The Storm. Bunkers and shelters were built, supplies were stocked, factories and farmers worked around the clock before the Storm could hit them. One might think the United States was prepping for war, and in a way, they were. They had to fight for their lives. Alfred is alone in a bunker, panicking for his people and brothers and the rest of the countries like Japan and Germany. He hears a distant muffled sound above the howling winds, a frightened little boy sits in the corner with an old stuffed bunny sucking his thumb. No one notices him. How is America supposed to protect hundreds of people and himself against a storm that could kill people in a number of ways? And now a kid had moved him to become his caretaker. When Alfred became independent from England, France had muttered to him that he didn't know the pain of raising a child then losing it. But know, he assumes that he may just learn. ((All Characters to their rightful owners. Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya))

Until the End Do We Part BOOK ONE by NaviListenPlease

Until the End Do We Part Book One [I don't own Hetalia. I do not own "Anthem of the Angels"; it belongs to Breaking Benjamin, Let Her Go by Passenger, Hey Soul Sister by Train, or any of the pictures. The information used on demons/how to kill them/magic is a mix of my own ideas, research, and stuff from other books/shows.] - Alfred is dead. He was found dead on September twentieth, and was buried in the cemetery on October fifth. His cause of death was officially recorded as suicide. Arthur still remembers him clearly, haunted by the guilt and regret of not being able to save the only one he still cared about. But what if Alfred hadn't killed himself for the reasons they had once thought? The only question Arthur has is … … why? COMPLETED [PG-13- Language, Violence, Sensitive/dark themes] [BrotherlyUsUk/UsUk] [Major Character Death] [Supernatural/Fanfiction/Romance & Friendship]

The Actor by ImAProfessional0

Is the clown the fool of the story, or are you? After all, the clown knows it's an act, but the audience is so lost in it that they tend to forget. Alfred had lived a long life. He'd learned a lot in it. That England was easy to gaslight if you knew what you were doing. France would back away from any show of force. Germany could ignore a bumbling idiot even as the evidence piled up just because he wasn't very good with people. Poland saw everything and read people like a book. Prussia would keep his mouth shut if you gave him enough liquor or made him obedient. Russia would turn a blind eye if you turned one to him. China never trusted anyone even if there was evidence of the contrary. His mother's revenge would play out, and it would make him the happiest man in the world. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hetalia:Axis Powers. No ships in this book! If there is it's in the past! Mostly sibling bonding. America can shapeshift and is non-binary (he/him female titles).

Putting things back together by N0L0ng3r0nHere

Francis moved to America to open up a small café, he ends up sharing a 4 bedroom house with three other people. A loud American named Alfred A quite little Canadian name Matthew And a grumpy Brit named Arthur They all seemed so familiar to him, yet he's never seen any of them. and one of them is holding a big secret from the other three.but what? .................................................. This is my first fanfic by myself. I hope y'all like it even though the hetalia fandom has died down I'm still a huge fan and thought this was a good time to leave my shell and write this. Anyway this may have FRUK in it and maybe other ones too. OOC (out of character) a lot. And an OC for the landlord. And other languages Done! I do not own hetalia I only own the plot Rated mature, just in case.

A Hero By Any Other Name [OLD] by Ese_chicanoL

[OLD. NEW VERSION OUT NOW.] One day, Alfred had mistakenly left his journal in the meeting room. He had left his stuff behind due to an emergency back at his home, and so; the remaining nations were appalled at finding something that he'd been writing in. And unfortunately, curiosity killed the cat. Many of the others began to read the pages, which led them all to realize that Alfred was a whole lot different than what they'd thought he'd be, for being the personification of the United States. Several twists and turns begin to crumble, as a hidden secret between Arthur, Matthew, and Alfred comes to light. While Matthew descends into mental chaos- the rest of the nations manage to take back the journal, only to find out some horrible secrets the American has about them. [Disclaimer: Hetalia does not belong to me, all rightful credits go to Hidekaz Himaruya (AKA: Hima)!] - - #1 in aphamerica - 06.22.23 #1 in romanovargas - 06.24.23 #2 in felicianovargas - 06.24.23 #2 in aphprussia - 06.29.23 #2 in aphrussia - 07.03.23 - - Started: 06.XX.2023 Ended: [DISCONTINUED] - 08.13.2023

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(Discontinued)Boardings cover

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(Discontinued)Boardings

Inspired by a fic I read on AO3. Trigger warning: antisemitism, ablism, transphobia, abuse, dysfunctional house holds, implied self harm and active self harm, mentions of suicide, graphic depictions of fire and death, hallucinations, religious views and bullying, graphic depictions of violence, implications of rape and torture, cannibalism and rot, murder and major character death. A slow burn "possession" and recruitment Alfred Jones and Dimir Vladistov, victims Y and Z. Yurchenvile, home of the one true peace and power, church of the true god and his priesthood. Filled with flowers and lakes, stone paths and dark wooden buildings, long gowns with skin and bones. Gilbert's second home is in this community, and it his mission to picked the next chosen ones, Y and Z. Bring in the board, board made with love and care, if they ask what is is just say ouija. Board of the god, board of gods chosen bodies. Form a bond and life carefree, your body now belongs to me. Book is meant to be a slow detailed read rather than jumping into things head first, this helps keep people reading as they have a longer book and more anticipation the longer they read as things begin to turn rough. Things may not make sense