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Me: South Korea say the disclaimer. South Korea: I don’t want to.*pouts* Me: I’ll give you videogames. South Korea: Glad we came to an agreement da-ze~! South Korea: Disclaimer-She does not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya. Me: Anyway, I hope you all like the story! Natalya’s (Belarus) P.O.V. Supposedly brother has a boyfriend.  That’s his excuse as to why he can’t marry me. I’m not buying it. I’ll believe it when I see it. Consequently that leads us to the current situation. My brother, Ivan is taking me to see his boyfriend. I’ll be able to tell if this is all an act. I have

Hi, I’m back with the next chapter OwO. Sorry I took so long I was really busy the last couple days. Hope you all like it. ≥∆≤ Me: Iceland! Iceland: What? Me: Do the disclaimer for me. Iceland: No. Me: I might let you see Hong Kong. *smirks * Iceland: That’s rude. Me: Okay fine. I’ll give you licorice. Iceland: Alright then. Iceland: Okay here goes the disclaimer. She does not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya. Now lets start this shall we. Leon’s (Hong Kong’s) P.O.V. I literally am just giving my family the silent treatment. They made me like so angry that words won’t

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya. Hope you all like it! Sorry if characters are slightly OOC. Comment and tell me what you think. Now for some wonderland fun!!! ≥∆≤ Elizabeta’s (Hungary’s) P.O.V. Softly, faintly I hear a sound. This sound begins to come closer and closer. I can make out the lovely sound of a piano. A weird feeling envelops me. I’ve heard this exact sound before yet I don’t remember where. Almost like a weird case of déjà vu. It’s on the tip of my tongue. Something is telling me to follow the sound. I can’t. My eyes won̵

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya. So, I was thinking of what couple to do when I decided on Hongice. It needs more love ≥∆≤.  Anyway hope you guys like it! Comment and tell me what you think ☺. Depending on how people like the story and my feedback from it i'll upload the next chapter. Chapter 1 Emil’s (Iceland’s) P.O.V. How did it all come to this? My life turned upside down? Not knowing what to believe anymore. Oh, right. Him. It seems like it was just yesterday. One side of my face betrayed my usual composure and broke out into a grin as I remembered that fateful d

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya. I hope you guys like this humorous story. Read the whole thing so you understand why it’s so amusing. Wait?! Your in love?! (America’s P.O.V.) “You git! You’re late to the meeting, again”, says an angry England. “Chill, dude it’s not that big of a deal”, I respond in my usual way. “Now, angleterre there’s no need for you to be so uptight”, said France. “Listen here frog face I don’t believe I asked for your opinion”, replies England to France’s comment. “Always with the fight

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya. I made this in honor of Hong Kong’s Birthday. I hope you like all like it! Happy Birthday Hong Kong! A Great Birthday (Hong Kong’s P.O.V.) I woke up to loud arguing. Ugh. Why must my family make so much noise? It’s irritating at times. Not that I will ever show that though. I mean I show no emotion. The arguing continues to grow louder and seems to be getting heated. I roll my eyes at the noise. I dress myself in my usual outfit. I put on my burgundy duangua with black trim and oversized sleeves.  Then put on my dark brown trousers. I open the door t

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya. This was made for Canada’s Birthday. Happy Birthday, Canada! You remembered me? (Canada’s P.O.V.) I woke up with a yawn escaping my mouth. Sleepily, I rubbed my eyes to wake myself up more. I feel a nudge from my polar bear. Oh, what was his name, again? Kuma? Yeah I think that’s it. “Yes?”, I ask with slight uncertainty. I mean I forgot my own polar bears name. “Who, are you?”, he asked. This again, it always happens. “I’m Canada”, I say in a usual response. “Who?”, he asked once again. “C

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters used in the story. I merely own the plot line and what is happening. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya. Note this is my first Fanfiction ever. So I haven’t had much practice yet. I hope you all like it. Hetalia (APH) Romano x Nyo! Romano (Lovino and Chiara) Selfcest fanficton I hate you, I hate you (I actually love you) Lovino’s  (Romano’s) P.O.V. “Bastard!”, yelled the furious Italian beauty, Chiara. “What?!”, asked Lovino. Okay so maybe he yelled. “I was asking you a question you idiota! Pay attention”, said Chiara. “You can’t

 The trouble started because Prussia had a stupid hat. It was a gray, gloomy Monday in late March, and Iceland was wondering again why Middle School had to be so long. Three decades was ridiculous! At least he was finally in the 8th grade – thank goodness. Only 10 more years to go. It wasn't so much the fact that he wasn't learning anything that bothered him. It was just that the other nations were so immature – England was trying to grow a beard, but his voice hadn't even broken yet. Spain was walking around with a small moustache, which he twirled and waxed. It was absolutely ridiculous. Iceland felt so out of place. This feel

Riiiiiinnnnnnngggggg.... Riiiiiinnnnnnngggggg.... Iceland huffed and picked up the phone. "What is it, Lilli?" "Iceland, I'm pregnant," Iceland blinked, soon wondering if it was a prank or not... "Are you serious..?" "I threw up this morning and I checked the test! WHY WOULD I LIE ABOUT THIS?!" she sounded as if she was choking back tears. Iceland blinked several times, and murmured, "I'll be right over," he hung up, and soon, Norway put a hand on his shoulder. "Was that Lilli?" "It was," Norway nodded. "Well, remember how Greenland and Faroe used your car? Well... It crashed into a tree..." "WHAT?! YOU NEED TO CONTROL YOUR CHILDREN!!"

She should have listened to Iceland. She should have listened to him say: You shouldn't do that; it could go wrong. Unfortunately, that's not how Liechtenstein rolls. Well... If his warning hadn't gone through one ear and out the other, she'd be her own normal self... But it had. And now... She was a mochi. That's right. England was teaching her magic and she turned herself into a mochi. Not like she planned on it! She honestly was trying to turn Japan into a mochi... Or her brother; she only wanted revenge for what she walked in on. Now she was a little mochi. And her phone was ringing. It's hard to get up there without... well... limbs or

  "Is this one okay?" Iceland said pulling out a red ribbon from his closet.   "NO! It's not like the old one!" Mr. Puffin steamed, "Why did you even give away my beautiful ribbon to some girl! It was mine!"   "I was just trying to help her! And how did you lose your first one anyway!" Iceland was getting pretty annoyed at Mr. Puffin now but, he guessed it was his own fault.   "How could I know I would be betrayed by the only bird I ever loved?" Oh great, Iceland knew he would never hear the end of this. Even so, the last week had been a pretty nice one. ____________________________________________

THEME #115: GLASSES | Hetalia x Insecure!Reader Ugh, why me?! Walking down the sidewalk toward Hetalia World Academy, you couldn’t help but anxiously ring your hands together and fiddle with your backpack, simultaneously awkwardly balancing a frappuccino from Starbucks. Your mind was a swirling mess of worries and dread; you really didn’t want to go to school today. You owed your sense of unease to the shiny new pair of (f/c) glasses perched on your nose—you’d never worn them before today. Your ophthalmologist (eye doctor) had examined you a few weeks previous and informed your boss (who had acted as your guardian

  [[Teacher!Denmark x Teacher!Reader - Shipping Students - Part 1]]    “Hey, guys!” You said as you opened the door to the 11th grade teacher’s lounge. Matthias, Alfred, Francis, Elizabeta, Arthur, and Antonio were already there.     “Hey, _____! You’re late. What’s up?” Matthias Køhler, the 11th grade math teacher asked.     “Yeah. I had to help a student with a question. I was also observing to see who liked who and who was going out with who.” You said, walking up to the table that you teachers’ used to eat your lunches’ on. You took your place in between to Mat

  [[Teacher!Denmark x Teacher!Reader - Shipping Students - Part 2]]     Day 7.     “Are we sure?” Alfred said, glancing around the room at everyone.     You nodded. “Yeah, Feliks did say we only had a week. Well, it’s been a week. So it’s not like we have much of a choice.” Once everyone had nodded in agreement, Alfred tensely sighed, though his eyes were bright with eagerness.     “All righty then. Who wants to go fetch Feliks?-”     “Did somebody say my name?” Feliks’ head spontaneously popped into the room, his green eyes sparkling, the rest of his body still on th

Photography Iceland x Shyish!Reader Awe. All you could do was stare in awe at the multitude of breathtaking photographies from the website you had just discovered. Every shot seemed perfectly timed, perfectly framed as the lighting made you feel like you were right there, right in the picture. Nature, people, inanimate objects, buildings.... The list of subjects was ongoing, seemingly never-ending. Curious to know who owned such skills, you wandered onto the site's main page. Skimming it, trying hard not to be distracted by the many more shots --many of which you told yourself you'd look at at a more proper time-- but you couldn't find any