100 Things Norway Is Not Allowed To Do
1) I'm not allowed to make fun of England's magical creatures.
2) -Even though mine are better.
3) I'm not allowed to slap Denmark for no reason.
4) -Or punch him. Or kick him.
5) -No matter how much he irritates me.
6) I shouldn't tell Denmark that I love him.
7) -I can, just not too often.
8) -Because he gets a big head if I say things like that to him.
9) I'm not allowed to slap anyone who says that I'm going out with England.
10) -Just because I give him a Christmas tree every year.
11) -And the reason I do that is because he helped me during WWII.
12) Murdering Tonje Langteig won't solve
100 Things England Isn't Allowed To Do
1) I am not allowed to challenge Denmark and Prussia to a drinking contest.
2) -I WILL lose, no matter what I think.
3) America can't see Flying Mint Bunny or any of my other friends, so I should stop trying to indroduce them.
4) -Last time I tried this, he almost booked me into a mental hospital.
5) On a similar note, when I go to see Japan, I should keep my voice down when I talk to the spirits at his house.
6) -It creeps him out...
7) Getting drunk in the presence of either France or Hungary will end badly for me.
8) -France because... Do I really need to say why?! That frog will probably rape
X-I's 100 Hetalia Head-Canons by X-I-L2048, literature
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X-I's 100 Hetalia Head-Canons
1. All nations can inherently understand each other when they're talking, regardless of what languages are being spoken at the time. Despite this, most, if not all nations are at least bilingual, because while they might be able to understand one another, they can't understand humans unless they can actually speak their languages.
2. Colonies, states, territories, and provinces are literally part of the nation that owns them. They're inexorably linked to it by invisible ties, and it takes great strength of will to forcibly break free of that bond once it is in place. If something happens to a colony/state/territory/province/etc., the nati
2p!Hetalia x 2p!Reader: murder town chp.2 by DRM13, literature
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2p!Hetalia x 2p!Reader: murder town chp.2
2p!Hetalia x 2p!Reader: murder town chp.2
Chapter 2
“So I assume you moved here to join the club?”
I smirked at his question. Holding the back of my head, which I now noticed was bandaged, I sat down on the bed looking at the four men. “So, is it only him” I pointed at Alfred, “who is the murderer is it all of you?” I asked out of pure curiosity.
“Yes.” Francis said simply, a hint of annoyance in his voice, probably because didn’t answer his question. “Now, what are you doing here.” He said, referring to what I just tried to do earlier.
“It’s like what you just
2p nordics x 2p reader preview by yuunaibuke, literature
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2p nordics x 2p reader preview
you were walking home from yet another killing spree when you hear running. you turn to see the 1p allies walking with your 1p self her name was Luna she wore all white you wore all black she had blonde hair you had -hc- she cant stand the sight of blood you pretty much bathed in it they still hadnt noticed you you started running "hey who are you?" one yelled "no it cant be." "who is it luna?" "my 2p -n-." you smirked they pulled out guns and started shooting
look into the future mathias pre
Mathias was sitting on the couch relaxing when you walked in and he jumped up and gave you a giant hug.
Introduction (2P!Nordics x Reader) by Silver-KitsuneNeko, literature
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Introduction (2P!Nordics x Reader)
“Wow…look at all of the blatant destruction. People running…children screaming…gargoyles and shit, wish I done it,” a dirty blond looked around the town. There was a mixture of controlled and total chaos all around him and his four companions, “God help me I love it,”
“This is like sex for you isn’t it?” said Lukas, “And by the way, this was mostly me,”
“Go figures that you fuck things up on a global scale,” said Andersen looking at him. Lukas grins and brushes against him.
“Aww Andi, why so mean? You know I love it when you’re being an serious
Fanon and personal names!!
America: Al(Allan) Jones
Australia: Jared Kirkland
Austria: Roland Edelstein
Belarus: Natasha Arlovskaya
Belgium: Beatrice Maes
Canada: Matt(Matthieu) Williams
China: Yang Wang
Cuba: Martino Cruz
Denmark: Markell Køhler
Egypt: Ghazi Muhammad Hassan
England: Oliver Kirkland
Estonia: Egor von Bock
Finland: Thurston Vainamoinen
France: Francois Bonnefoy
Germania: Sigmund Beilschmidt
Germany: Lutz Beilschmidt
Rome: Helmfried Vargas
Hong Kong: Tai Yang Chun
Hungary: Erzsebet Hedervary
Holland/Netherlands: Henry Maes
Hutt River: Richmond Kirkland
Iceland: Egil Steillson
North Italy/Italy: Fiorello V
Dig the trenches
Fill the graves.
Leave the benches
Follow the trails.
Go to the fronts
Risk men’s lives.
Leave behind wants
Drown out cries.
Artillery rounds sound
Rubble surrounds.
Trenches pound dogs
Into the ground.
Graves of war
Silent for now.
Until the next spar
Between those sau.
I was born ready to die
I don’t know why
Life has never intrigued me
I’ve always wanted to be somewhere else
In the clouds, far above the atmosphere
I don’t care
Death has never held fear in me
Only peace; sweet, lovely peace
I’ve never feared the deep, dark grave
Maybe because the other side of darkness is so fascinating
Golden streets and a big buffet
Or so I’m told
Treasures far beyond what the eyes can behold
I’d give my last breath to see it all
I came into this world ready to go
And until I do, my spirit will find no peace or rest
Living is a burden, but death is a dream
A long life is wasted