Fanfics de Hetalia: Axis Powers em Inglês sem o personagem China

The day is February 23rd, 2017. The newest American president, Donald J. Trump, tries to entertain himself by reading, without knowing that this would result in an unprecedented event in his life.

So China has feelings for Russia and falls in love with him. but Russia is already with America but he also has feelings for China when America fines out about China crushing on his boyfriend drama starts up.

* where henrique is slowly
dying and arthur doesn't
know what to do .

* an hetalia one-shot
based on
" seasonal feathers "
by kagamine len and rin .

* portugal x england .

Must be 14+ to read, contains adult themes, strong language, homophobia, time periodic racism, and homosexuality// During World War 2, when Germany had occupied North Italy, a Nazi sent to help watch in Genoa had discovered a young Italian boy, only 22, waiting to be tainted. Ludwig pursues the boy, and his brother is found to be stationed in Rome as well, but Ludwig has to keep a grip on himself, and the boy or he may face severe consequences.

What happens when you are stuck with the horrible nightmares of someone's past life from the WW2?
Ludwig Beilschmidt, a normal student who lives in 2018 suddenly finds a journal that used to be a Wehrmacht soldier's personal diary. After reading the content, he begins to dream those events at night and eventually, he learns more about the past and the soldier. No therapists can help him, for that he begins to search for the people he sees every day, and night...





*I don't own Hetalia, nor the cover. All rights are reserved by their owners.



*I am not a native speaker, so there are naturally mistakes contained.

Alfred was invited to go to a club but he never thought he was on a stripper club and find the most impossible person there.

(Story written on 2011)

Yong Soo is entrapped in a situation that brings embarrassment and after a thing he wished for a long time! KoreaXHong Kong. (Story published on 2011)

a hook up gone wrong, like spilled liquor on your kitchen floor at 2 in the morning.

[ the kills - no wow / portvene ] x originally posted on ao3