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As Halloween draws near, the chained gates start to weaken between that of the living and those of the dead. 

Alfred F Jones, America, is a nation who is -has been- at risk, deaths' malformed and slim claws reaching out to grab him. 

Ivan Braginsky, Russia, is a nation who is used to hearing such tales, but has never seen the effects weigh the life of someone he loves.

Arthur Kirkland, England, is a nation who all but wishes to see the one he holds dear as a son to live.

Matthew Williams, Canada, is a nation who will go through beds of mud and thorns to get his younger twin back safe. 


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Hello! The first part of this fic is based on another fic I found on ao3. Some scenes will be similar from the fic in the first part. 

Damn Alfie... why you gotta attract so many dark beings haha.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy!All Rights Reserved

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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

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

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.

Pessimistic Coodies (RusAme) by Toddels

The tall tale of the later hardships faced by "the gifted child". As Russia ages, he finds his life dulling because he has nothing to live for. He had already succeeded in so much that his life loses purpose. One fateful day he unexpectedly befriends America who understands exactly how he is feeling. He persuades Russia to partake in deadly events with him to help him feel excitement again. Intelligently gifted depressed psychopaths should never become addicted to danger... or become besties. 🦠🦠🦠 America glances back over to me with a menacing grin plastered onto his face. He laughs and its echo haunts my ears. "I don't think I'm insane; surely my entire situation is understandable. If it weren't, I would've been put into that asylum when I was younger." I stare into his doe mismatched colored eyes. What the hell did I get myself into? "America, you are insane." I repeat. I was truly at a loss for words and had conflicting emotions. Crossing the street blindfolded was the last thing I had expected him to try. And yet, I was even more disturbed at how much I wanted to try it for myself... "And so are you, Russia." he says chillingly as if he had a key to my gated mind. "We are not so different and you know it. You are not normal; you revealed that to me in your past. Our horrible childhoods molded us into what we are today. " "I'm not fucking crazy." I tell him, "I find hobbies to feel alive- not to try to kill myself!" 🦠🦠🦠 **Not the story you will be expecting** ⚠️ Warning: This is a fictional novel, so please don't attempt or copy anything life threatening that these characters do, thanks TuT 💗 All art is mine :) 🫧 - Yes, there are many allusions to famous works of literature because I am an obsessed fanatic for them!! Also I included a shit ton of symbolism and foreshadowing. So be on the look out for everything! ✨ ;)

Maybe in another time (Russia Hetalia x Reader) by LiliaTheNobody

A Hetalian in 2024! Greetings everyone! This is a Hetalia Russia(Ivan Braginsky) x Reader. It is more on the angsty side, but it does have some enjoyable moments. Don't worry, it has a good ending. **Synopsis:** Your once-close friend, Ivan Braginsky, has become a pariah, feared and despised by nearly everyone. Under strict orders from Alfred, you're forbidden to approach him, but when you find Ivan alone in the World Meeting conference room, his despair pulls at your heart. Against all warnings, you try to reconnect, only to be stopped by Alfred, who threatens to erase you if you comfort the man he now sees as an enemy. Torn between loyalty and compassion, you're forced to choose between risking everything to save a friend or losing yourself. Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia- Obviously.

Abducted by ImAProfessional0

America was never an honest man- nor an honest country. He trusted himself much to highly, and eventually it seems to bite him right where it hurts- his own ego. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He glanced at the window- he felt it was quite obvious he was fake sleeping, yet the ones outside didn't seem to realize. He'd tucked the key away- damn, was he forgetting anything? No, they were only coming to get him. He heard his window break and the bullets start to cut through him- it hurt, sure but he could deal with it. The gun he kept under his pillow was raised- a few bangs and one of them dropped, but not the others. One ran forward and he felt a needle in his arms- by then, it was too late. She drove slowly through the canyon walls into the place she called home. It seemed quiet, but she guessed it was just the early morning- nobody here was really a morning person. She drove into the commons slowly, so that people on their horses could dodge her car- well, there was nobody in the commons. She jumped out of her car. Something was wrong. The entire town was like a ghost had overcome it. "What?" the tidal wave came crashing down when she saw the bullets in the far wall, "No!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rated Mature for themes of excessive violence, self-harm, torture, and kidnapping. Axis Powers: Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya Excessive use of Original Characters (OCs) as well as canon divergence.

Union's Brood by ImAProfessional0

After the second American Civil War, the world changes drastically. A new nation stood where the United States once was, the Last Empire having fallen to its own people. Addicted to more chemicals than a lab rat, Alfred has a hard time keeping his head up- quite literally. It's not that he doesn't want to quit- believe me, he does!- it's just that the withdrawal is destroying him from the inside out. What makes it worse, is when he's placed into an arranged marriage as a landgrab, and then told about it just before it happened. Now he is wrestling with both his addiction, and someone he was supposed to marry in 1860! Ivan was an addict, once. He understood the pain of withdrawal. He wants to help, since there was nobody around to help him. The idea of joining the Union was one he hadn't even thought of before his boss had arranged the marriage with the dictatrix. Now, he was thrown into a world he didn't know, forced to interact with people he had never met, and be one of the first nations, the third most powerful, to join a mega-nation. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Extra: Alfred is headcannoned as brown get over it. Alfred is headcannoned as non-binary (used to be a 2s) (he/him, female titles) Nobody is irrationally scared of Russia. You like a lot of cute babies and mama Alfred this is your book my guy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hetalia: Axis Powers does not belong to me. No editor just me. All art in this book will be mine (unless, of course, fanart :) )

𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 by Soul_Candy

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Alfred's Book of Secrets by OliviaGuardabascio

A selected bundle of nations is gathered after a mysterious letter involving America shows up at their door. Once they all arrived a light freezes time and they become trapped inside the frozen limbo they entered. On the table appears a book labeled "Alfred's Secrets" which naturally piqued their interest. What will they do? 18+ themes Trigger warnings will be applied to certain chapters (Honestly just running with the "diary" trope, just being more creative with it)

Etched .:Hetalia Horror Story:. by PumpkinQueen13

It happened to be a normal G8 meeting as always. Some fights here and there and nothing much getting done, as usual, for the personified nations. But, then, America gets an idea. "Oh, how about we go to this haunted house, dudes?" In which, somehow they agree and follow America to a abandoned house out on the outskirts of New York. Though, what they don't know, is that their nightmares are about to seemingly become real. EDIT: 11/8/16 THIS WAS MADE 2 HALLOWEENS AGO WATTT EVEN... My writing was so bad in this, not gonna lie. XD why are you people still reading this, gets me everytime... I wanna fix it up but I have no time blehhhh. :) Anyway, thanks everyone for all the likes and comments on this fr fr it means the world to me. <3

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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