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Secret SantaSecret Santa. It was a silly game America suggested for the nations to play. China was one of the few nations that rejected the idea and refused to participate, but after some consideration (and bullying from the others), he decided to join in on the festivities.

When it was finally his turn to draw a name from a hat, China wasn't particularly concerned. He already decided no matter who he got, he would probably give them some money stuffed in a red pocket, some shark fin, and grade-A tea leaves; if it was a female nation, he'll even throw in some crushed pearl face cream and bird's nest soup. He was silently congratulating himself on how ge

Love In A Hopeless Place - PrologueTo Ivan, Siberia is a hopeless place. But in the end, this is where he finds love... RoChu AU
Author's note: Title is of course inspired by Rihannas wonderful song

Main pairing is RoChu, other pairings may be mentioned though.
Hetalia wasn't my idea...
If you spot any errors, please let me know, I will correct them. Please review, I like reviews!^^

Love In A Hopeless Place - Prologue
Once, when I was just hanging around in the internet, some guy asked me where I was from. I didn't answer. I went offline instead.
That night, I woke up to the buzzing of my thoughts, which desperately tried to find an answer to that question. It's not that I didn't know where I'm from, of course I know, I've never really left this place anyways and I am not exactly from an immigrant family either.
It's just that this random stranger wouldn't have understood. Сибирь – saying this word is easy, of course. But fully comprehending its

10-50 Words Meme: Russia x China10 words

Ivan's hand seared with reassuring warmth and Yao gripped tighter.

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Ivan loved waking to a lazy weekend day; he'd brush Yao's hair from his face and kiss him good morning.

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Ivan patiently explained the functions of each part as he guided Yao's hands to adhere to the correct method of holding an assault rifle, secretly savouring their stolen time together.

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Yao pulled loose his tie and allowed it to flutter with careless grace to the floor. His eyes, narrowed in hooded lust, burned with the intensity of a phoenix's flame; his lips, pursed in invitation, curved with a quiet amusement.

50 words

Ivan like

Not So Lonely After AllPairing: Ivan x Yao from APH
Rating: PG
Summary: Stuck in a snowstorm during the holidays, Yao broods over the fact he's all alone in the world. Ivan, on the other hand, wants to disprove that thought.

The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon; taking with it its' cherished warmth.
Unseeingly, shimmering gold eyes stared out of the cave's entrance. White. For hours and hours on end, snow obscured his vision as it continued to pour down from the sky. Not a hint of another color, not even a single sound penetrated the blizzard's barriers. It was as if the snow had closed him off from the world; as if it wanted to hide him from the war

Rochu The Lie He LivedIt was a regular day at the academy, and Yao was waiting for the bell that told them to go home. When the bell rang all that was left in the room were Yao and of course, Ivan. He always waited for Yao after classes, he was a loyal friend in that sort of way, or at least thats what Yao thought.

When they were walking home, the turn that Ivan needed was passed. Yao was very confused but thought he might realize he missed it soon. But that never came. Yao soon let curiousity get over him.

" Why are you following me? " Yao asked politly but urgently at the same time.

" You'll see! " Ivan said with a smile on his face, as usual.

Yao was now ge

Together Forever The piano played softly, the pianist skillfully gliding his fingers along the keys, letting the music role out. It filled the room, encircling everyone in a peace of mind, as they chatted quietly with each other.

The young Italian priest, Feliciano, walked in, all smiles as usual. His long, white robe dragged with him, his curl bouncing with each step. He made his way to the alter, his grin widening as he opened the book on the stand. He gripped the sides of the podium, ready to begin himself.

A few more people entered the church, the sunlight making color through its stained glass windows. It was small, the group, but it was enough, for

A New Life Chapter 18Never had he seen his Arthur act so weakly and scared and Francis wasn't sure what to do.
That thought alone terrified him, but what made it worse was watching the younger man jump at the smallest noises and constantly looking around him at random times.
More than once, Francis had caught him checking the doors and windows while he was supposed to be sleeping.
What was stranger was when he was found in the bathroom, giving up the contents of his stomach to the porcelain trashcan.
"Are you okay, mon cher?" he asked as he stepped into the room, closing the door quietly behind him.
The other man raised his head to look at Francis.
"Y-Yeah.

Undisclosed Desires RoChuI know you've suffered
But I don't want you to hide
It's cold and loveless
I won't let you be denied

He smirked, walking down the hallway, holding his pipe. In truth, he was in a great need of a good bloodbath, to hear someone scream, to make their flesh rip apart. His smirk on his lips widened as he entered the quarters of his lover, hovering over him, gazing upon his pale beauty. He knew that his little Yao could be violent, especially for all of the years he had suffered.

Russia wanted to awaken the violence that stayed locked inside his soul. He smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed, making sure not to stir the man occupying the bed

Twinkle, Twinkle, Honey BeeTwinkle, Twinkle, Honey Bee...
How I wonder what you see...
Up above the world so tall...
I just hope you don't fall...

When the blazing sun turns to grey...
When you scream and lose your way...
I'll be here to hold you tight...
The monster will keep you through the night...

Twinkle, Twinkle, Honey Bee...
Don't you cry, don't you leave...
You know you are my sweet dear...
So there is nothing to fear...

SEQUEL - Gone Too SoonRussiaxChina

About one month later, I heard a knock on my door. My violet eyes glanced up at the clock and it was about noon. 'Who could be coming to see me now...?' I thought to myself as I heaved myself out of my chair, slowly unlocking and opening the front door. The first thing I saw was black hair as my eyes gazed down more, causing me to gasp. China was on my doorstep, regret clear in his brown eyes. I didn't trust him since he HAD left me high and dry. "What do you want, da?" I snapped harshly at the Chinese man, violet gems narrowing dangerously.

"I'm sorry, aru.... I thou-" I cut him off by slamming the door in his face and growlin

APH: What I wanted...FrUkUsDisclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or Katy Perry's "Thinking of You".

What I wanted

Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed

I first met Francis when I was six years old. I thought the stupid git was a girl. He was wearing a dress for goodness sakes! I hated him. I really did! He was so annoying! So how did it come to this…?

"L'Angleterre!" Francis came running over to me. I was sitting under a tree reading Beowulf. He sat beside me, "What are you reading?"

"None of your business." I hide the scroll. Francis raised an eyebrow.

Message from AmericaTitle: Message from America.
Hetalia

America popped his head out of the attic door. He was hanging upside down and felt the blood rush to his head. "Hey dudes!" He called. "Is the video camera in the attic?"

New York called from one of the closets, "I don't know. Look for it by your self. You've already got us doing this crap and it's before Thanksgiving."

Alfred rolled his eyes. One little bit of cleaning wasn't going to kill them.

He began looking through boxes. Within a minute of searching he found it and it's stand.

"Now time to make that video," He said. He propped it on the stand and pressed play.

America: Hey dudes! America here

Happy Birthday... Fritz...~Happy Birthday Old Fritz~

Prussia walked through Sanssouci. Its was January 24th, the birthdate of his favorite boss, Frederick The Great. Prussia approached a grave, he stood quietly in front of it for a moment and pulled a case out. He opened it and pulled a flute out, Prussia smiled and place the flute to his lips and began to play. The sound filled the snowy sky with a peaceful tune. After Prussia was finished he put the flute away, He kneeled down and placed a hand on the grave, "Thank you, Old Fritz… And have a very happy birthday…" Prussia smiled stood up again and walked off into the snow which was falling lightly from th

Over Powered 4 - RusCanAre you ready yet?" came a voice and a knock and my door, scaring me enough to jump a little.

"A-Almost!" I called back, sitting on top of my suitcase, trying to zip it up.

After the visit, my prime minister and Russia's had pretty much exchanged phone calls every week. It ended up going from a three-day stay to a three week stay. Instead of staying in a hotel, I was now staying in Russia's house. Not only that, but there was a long list of "activities" that Russia had apparently written up for us to do.

Heh. This is going to be great.

I finally ended up pulling the zipper around the last stubborn corner, hopping off of my bag and gr

Let loose and danceLet Loose and Dance

The boxes are everywhere.

Canada finds this out the hard way when he first steps into his house. After closing the door and turning around to head toward the living room, his foot catches on one of them and he ends up tumbling to the ground with a very unmanly squeal. It seems an avalanche starts and in a matter of seconds, he's completely buried.

Canada blinks slowly from his place on the ground now. A corner of a box is digging rather painfully into his stomach, but he doesn't pay it any mind because he's hurting in many other places as well. Instead he tries to shift, only to find it near impossible.

Now Canada'

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Full and round in the starless sky, the distance between heaven and earth seemed to have dwindled as the translucent moon loomed close by. Silver rays of light spilled into the darkened room; it chased away the shadows and illuminated the figure standing over him.

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Drinking BuddyFirst and foremost, I apologize about the quality of this work. I usually triple and quadruple edit my fics for story flow before posting ( even though I still somehow still miss quite a lot of spelling/grammar errors). However, I don't want to stress over a mere drabble and given the type of story, I want to write this free style. No edits. Just words. Hope you enjoy it anyway.

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Wish from the Heart: Memories pt 4December 23, 1992

Nervousness, anticipation-those were not emotions Russia felt as the car rumbled down the narrow streets of China. A full year has passed since the dissolution of the Soviet Union, but this would be the first time he would meet China face to face. He didn't know what to expect from this, yet if he had to name what he was feeling, he would call it mild curiosity.

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by ~xblkdragonx, Jan 4, 2012, 1:01:21 AM
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"You're insane," China hissed against Russia's lips.

"Yes," Purring, Russia's tongue darted out to give China a quick lick, "but then so are you. I like pushing you over the edge and watching your calm façade break away. "

China slammed his mouth against Russia's, effectively silencing the mocking mouth.

China silently agreed.

They were both insane.

Facade and Delusionsby ~xblkdragonx

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I found this little ditty when going through my files. When I saw the title, I went, "What the heck is this story about?" Apparently the last time I touched this story was March 2011. As you can guess, I don't remember where the hell I planned to go with this story LOL.

This is what I said in the document though:_{"I think I realize why I only write ChuRo once in a while rather than nonstop. I’m a fluff writer, but my ChuRo often has a very sinister feel to it lol.

ChuRo is actually more difficult to write, I think, than RoChu. RoChu often have Yao succumb due to Ivan’s strength or stubborn persuasion and no reader will question it. ChuRo, on the other hand, has a smaller man ‘push’ down a larger one. This can only work if the bigger guy allows it and the smaller guy is aggressive. So in essence, that’s why my ChuRo is usually darker and twisted compared to my sweeter RoChu fics. Yao is no longer sweet or gentle and to Ivan this is simply a game.

In the Spanish dessert, “ChuRo”, my Yao is a manifestation of those articles: just as possessive and obsessed with what he deemed as ‘his’. In other words, Ivan and Yao are both insane, but Yao is just better at hiding it ^^."}

Seriously...I wonder what I was planning to write O_o?

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*xGhostwriterx Jul 26, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Neat little gem.

And who could get throught life in this world and STILL be sane? I say we all are a little or more crazy...

Even if this is an old peice of writing, Great work.

~xblkdragonx Jul 31, 2012

Aw, thank you! I think it's part of a bigger fic, but the concept seems interesting enough. I'm glad you liked this little drabble!

*xGhostwriterx Jul 31, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Anytime.

~cccf Jan 29, 2012

Ya I love this one! I really love the idea that they are both insane (Yes, they ARE both insane) and build fictions based on that, it's such perfect & fantastic as insane. ya i think i gotta a little creepy..Good job!XD

~xblkdragonx Feb 1, 2012

Haha I glad you like it. I always thought it would be an interesting fanfic if both Ivan and Yao had twisted personality. I would be cool...and frightening at the same time! XD

*PokeBW4Evr Jan 12, 2012

LMBunsO!! I love what you had written down in the document with this awesome slab of writing~^_^ Makes me laugh!!

~xblkdragonx Jan 13, 2012

Hahaha thank you. It took me awhile to decipher LMBunsO XD

*PokeBW4Evr Jan 15, 2012

You're welcome! LOL That's alright~ I thought it up myself, actually^^

~MiikiChanDesuu Jan 10, 2012

I don't know what shocked me while reading this, but it is damn good.

~xblkdragonx Jan 11, 2012

Thank you lol. Just sorta hit you in the face with the bluntness of it huh? XD

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