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USUK:: Since Independence

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England; Ever since /that/ day in history, I felt as if I was crumbling apart, bit by bit. I feel as if I'm being stabbed in the heart every time I see his wonderful smile that seems to never fade, and know that I was never anywhere near the cause of that ray of sunshine. I treasure every second I'm in his presence, when I hear his voice, when I feel his warmth, anything and everything to do with him. Oh, how I have prayed to at least hold him in my embrace once more before I completely shatter into pieces of pain, loneliness, and heartbreak. However, I hadn't ever even thought I would receive more than I had hoped...

So, if you couldn't tell already, England has been extremely depressed since the Revolutionary war, but covered it up with sass and nonchalantness. However, he has realized that he loves America, more then a brother or friend, or even a best friend, but think that the amazing Alfred F. Jones may not return the feelings, since he was the one had had declared independence.All Rights Reserved

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Roses and Thorns. by realebethe

He tightly grabs me by my waist and he holds me in place while I still continue to get captivated by whatever it is that is happening here. "Tell me what you see." He commands in a voice that sounds so beautifully smooth and pleasant to listen to. My words are choked up and I can't even begin to explain what lies in those eyes of his. Something about his presence is reeling me in, pulling me more soulfully closer to him, something that i am not even sure is possible but I feel this connection to him, this ancient ancient connection, like I had seen him before, like I had known him for a long time, a life time. And the way he's holding me !!! He feels familiar and yet I don't even know who this man is and it would be crazy if I told him that I've seen a Storm in his eyes, a storm that I had never seen anything like it in my life. It was beautiful and enchanting. Everything that he Is at the moment. "Nothing... I didn't see anything." I lie, as my mind fully gets back to me again, and the storm finally dissappears. He let's go of me and i move to stand on my own. He looks at the features all over my face before he furrows his thick brows, in concern while he continues to stand awfully close to me and gosh he smells so good. A huge strike of lightning echoes outside before immediate rain starts pouring outside. I could have sworn that there was a zero percent chance of rainfall tonight, it was clear and there were no clouds insight, the ocean below the balcony starts to get angry too as the waves get aggressive and the moon looks as vibrant as ever right now. We both look outside before we look at each other again. "Are you sure that you saw nothing ?" He asks and I nod my head at him. "Nothing..."

They don't need to know...|Rusame|Hetalia| by DragonPrincess22

America/Alfred has secrets. That's not a surprise as all nations have them. HE has a significant amount more than the others though. Only a few people know of his secrets. His husband Russia/ Ivan. All of his kids. His twin Canada/Matthew Others who have stayed with him before such as Lithuania. Some secrets he hasn't even told them because it would change how they look at him for better or for worse. But what happens when everyone finds out the secrets he's been keeping for centuries?

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).

We're Enemies by DelRiddle_0

England and France have been two superpowers that have constantly been at each other's necks. But there is more to their feelings for each other than either will ever admit. Not even to themselves. Not even when they cry out the other's name when there is no one else... Mostly following England's PoV, as he wonders what he truly means to his enemy. (I change PoV later) #FrUk #Hetalia

Descent by maxine247

Many things fall. Such as heros. All heros eventually fall. Some because of a villian. But America? No, this hero was falling to something else. Something worst. Something more painful. He was falling to those he thought we're his friends and family. ----------------------------------------------------------------- You would think that he was one of the happiest people you would ever know. But that's a lie. America- no- Alfred was hurting. He was taking one to many hits. The pain was getting out of control. Everything was spiraling downwards. And America was desending further into depression. Warning: Self harm, depression, anxiety, eating disorders. Adopted from @The-Schuyler-Sisters

2P!America x Reader: Shit Happens by Fiction-Junkie

The American Revolution was brutal. Blood was shed left and right. The boy Arthur used to know was now as strong as he, and he could do nothing about it. Once the battle was won, Alfred had declaired himself as America. As he went off, leaving Britain behind, he constantly looked back. He would remember the fun times they had together; the laughs they shared with so much passion and heart. But those days were nothing now. America needed to create his own happy memories within his own Nation. Ever since that dark day, something dark festered within Alfred. Years and years went by and he tried desperately to surpress the evil, hiding it with a smile around his friends. As Alfred looked in the mirror, the only thing he could see was that aura of evil, which seemed to have formed into a humanization. As he observed it closer, he noticed the apperition looked exactly like him, but with a darker hint. Alfred was terrified and tried to run. But the other was just as fast. He glared at the Real America with scarlet eyes, his dark brown hair wavering in front of his face. As the imposter smiled, a single tooth had been missing. The bomber-jacket wardrobe and denum jeans remained the same, but the attitude differed completely. It wasn't long before the second Alfred had changed things. He kept the first Alfred in fear, threatening him constantly with his nail-embedded baseball bat; which had been blood-stained over time from innocent victims. And through those harsh years, Alfred learned-from Italy-about his other being. And Italy said: "They are called 2Ps; Second Players. They are the evil and mean versions of us, and they call us 1Ps; First Players". From that day forward, Allen, Alfred's 2P, had run his life like a dictator. But what was life like from the 2P's point of view?

Am I a Hero? [A USUK Fanfic] by BlueWallflowerr

America always thought he was the hero. That is, until he finally realized he was a nuisance. Now going through depression he just wants to be alone and suffer. He could never be a hero for anyone. How can England help his friend realize how much he means to everyone?

Forever and Always is Complicated (UsUk Fanfiction) by boredngay

Alfred and Arthur had been dating for a little while, but now they had been just drifting apart. They didn't feel the same way they did when they first started dating, the spark was gone. or so they thought. They bickered and fought over everything nowadays. One day passed, weeks, months, and the big one happened.. The big fight that ended it all. Arthur left and the Hollywood Dream Team -dubbed by Francis- had broken up. It absolutely broke the both of them. Arthur learned how to cope; Alfred just wasn't the same. Present day, Arthur is haunted with awful flashbacks of the past, sometimes good as well, he's haunted with memories he'd rather forget. The same goes for Alfred, he just wants to do his job in peace but in all reality he just wants Arthur back, his forever and always. With a little help from Arthur's little brother and Francis and other friends Alfred does anything he can to get his forever and always back. I do not own Hetalia or its affiliates. I do not own Arthur Kirkland or Alfred Jones.

Reincarnation (Hetalia England x OC) SEE DEAR FRANCIS, by Faery_Brown

REWRITING THIS AS DEAR FRANCIS. I UPDATE ABOUT ONCE A WEEK-ONCE EVERY TWO WEEKS. A long time ago, back in what you know as the Renaissance Age, that is where my heart lies. It never left and never again did I fall in love. I would've and almost did, but something held me back. That something is a memory. A memory of the boy I loved. Sadly, I remember no more of his name than his first. ... Arthur. Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, any pictures, or any anime if I mention them. Also, I am incapable of saying how much is true and how much is fake, reincarnation wise, at least. That's up to you.

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)

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Roses and Thorns.

He tightly grabs me by my waist and he holds me in place while I still continue to get captivated by whatever it is that is happening here. "Tell me what you see." He commands in a voice that sounds so beautifully smooth and pleasant to listen to. My words are choked up and I can't even begin to explain what lies in those eyes of his. Something about his presence is reeling me in, pulling me more soulfully closer to him, something that i am not even sure is possible but I feel this connection to him, this ancient ancient connection, like I had seen him before, like I had known him for a long time, a life time. And the way he's holding me !!! He feels familiar and yet I don't even know who this man is and it would be crazy if I told him that I've seen a Storm in his eyes, a storm that I had never seen anything like it in my life. It was beautiful and enchanting. Everything that he Is at the moment. "Nothing... I didn't see anything." I lie, as my mind fully gets back to me again, and the storm finally dissappears. He let's go of me and i move to stand on my own. He looks at the features all over my face before he furrows his thick brows, in concern while he continues to stand awfully close to me and gosh he smells so good. A huge strike of lightning echoes outside before immediate rain starts pouring outside. I could have sworn that there was a zero percent chance of rainfall tonight, it was clear and there were no clouds insight, the ocean below the balcony starts to get angry too as the waves get aggressive and the moon looks as vibrant as ever right now. We both look outside before we look at each other again. "Are you sure that you saw nothing ?" He asks and I nod my head at him. "Nothing..."