Hetalia (35 hetalia fanfics)
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The nations try to survive a meeting for deciding who to cast as who for an upcoming charity play.
A short story about how *not* to prove if angels are real or otherwise.
A teaser preview of a 3-page (WIP) doujin strip.
It’s France’s birthday and he only wants one thing: for England to celebrate it with him. He might be hoping for a little too much… Or will he get his wish?
That other half that perfects you isn’t the one who lives up to your dreams, but the one who can stand up to your worst nightmares. (Literally.)
They say the only thing that can truly end a nation’s immortal life is when they forget and are forgotten. Unrequited love set in W-Academy Hetalia.
Arthur always thought he had nothing to lose when he was forced to marry a man who was in love with someone else. But then, something that he never thought would happen to him happened. He fell in love. Can everything that went wrong in his world still go right?
All my posted Hetalia fanart.
There is an unbreakable bond between souls that transcends words and clichés. It is a bond that exists between those connected by love. Do you believe in the magic of dreams?
The young nations of England and France have always longed to be friends. But as nations at war, this wish comes at a staggering cost. Can their friendship endure amidst the conflict plaguing their countries or will it turn into something else entirely?
He was a perpetual loner, he didn't look forward to such things like Christmas, oh no. Not at all.
It was only out of harmless curiosity. He didn’t mean to lean in too close or stare for too long. He had bent over the sleeping nation for an entirely different purpose. Whatever it had been, now forgotten….
"Hindi ko naman mababago ang nararamdaman ko, kahit ayaw ko sa isang napakamacho ng kilay na daig pa ang babae kung magpakipot. Ikaw ang karma ko, matagal ko nang natanggap iyon…" "Patas lang tayo dahil ayaw ko rin naman sa isang malanding palakang may balbas na tulad mo."
The immortal part of him was so tired. The mortal part of him wanted nothing more than to simply collapse and die. War makes monsters of men, as the severest of times uncover the truest. Snippets of England & France in WWII, but I didn’t attempt to be 100% accurate.
Sometimes, the truth is just too devastating.