Aphamerica Stories

I did not write this story!! All credit goes to: 'nicetwin123' on fanfiction.net She's a really good writer so I wanted to spread some of her stuff!! Hope you enjoy

Axis powers hetalia au Where America is a dog and every time he dies from fatal indecent he comes back as a different dog. America can't die of old age since his body stops growing once he changes from puppy to dog. A dog fur as gold as wheat,eyes as blue as the sky, paws delicate and soft, ears as relaxed as a summer day, tail as free as the American flag flowing in the breeze. Holds a delicate memory for good or bad... his eyes as blue as the sky holds troublesome past. His ears as relaxed as a summer day has heard the scream and cries of bombs in the air. Feet delicate and soft burn to a crisps.fur as gold as wheat not always as it seems... tail as free as the American flag flowing in the breeze laid still and cold... Still and cold, Burned to a crisp, Screams And cries of a past gone blind, Not all is as it seems. {The golden retriever slowly makes his way past the crowd side walks into a ally way. He hungrily ate the trash. A net was thrown over him he Yelp surprise as he was then dragged into a big metal box. He barked " no not again " he laid down and curled into a ball.- old description}

When England loses control of a spell, something that started as a bad accident unveils dozens of previously little known secrets. What will the nations do with all of this new information about their fellow personification? Will the nation most affected be able to continue living the way they had been for so many decades, or will everything they know get flipped on its head?

The North American personifications have many secretes to hide. America has: 50 states 4 Extra personifications 5 Territories 8 Micronations 2 Capitals 1 Dead country Canada has: 13 Provinces/territories 1 Capital 3 Micronations Mexico has 31 States 1 Capital All personified. 100+ children under the age of 18 under one roof.

They say things in life happen for a reason. Every little sway of the wind has purpose flowing inside it. But it seems reason took a day off when creating you. Especially when deciding to send you a cardboard box marked only with 'To ____ ____'. The box brings with it chaos and a bunch of cute guys. Though, how are you supposed to help a bunch of countries return to their world when you can barely pay rent each month? ~~~~ Hey guys! I'm rewriting this story too! Hopefully you all enjoy it! I do not own the characters of Hetalia I do own the Characters Carla, Vaughn, Hugo, Lydia, and Mrs. Adams Book started on 6-21-18 Chapters with an astrisk/star/* next to the title indicates that the chapter has been edited!

There was never a time where I could be truly happy. It was always: Arthur's okay. Arthur seems happy. Arthur's sad. But, when I met him, it was like reality was giving me a chance. That is was letting me be happy for once. Until it got taken away from me once again. ( A USUK Fanfiction ) The Hetalia Characters belong to Himaruya-senpai

(Name) is a girl, who is very impulsive She thinks she not good enough to be friends the countries; And her pain has been going on sence .BC. Italy:oh poor bella England: oh poppet we love you. Japan: (Name)Chan dont think that! Germany: did you zay poppet? (2p)England:huhuhu want a cupcake But one thing she took a interest in the 2p world and why they were sealed away. (Any ways this is my first story so sorry if its bad and Hetalia obviously does not belong to me, and u r ur own person) //2021 edgy puff here I'm too lazy to change the dec. all art belongs to their respectful owners \\

An overprotective and clingy older brother who never leaves your side-sounds cute, no? But what if he becomes too paranoid and obsessive with you? That's exactly what became of Alfred F. Jones, your older brother. He didn't use to be so clingy, though. It all began almost a decade ago after a horrible accident that led you to the hospital, but you can't seem to remember what happened. The moment you woke up in the hospital bed, you were greeted by Alfred who vowed to be your hero for eternity. "I promise I will always protect you, ___! I'll never leave your side. Ever!"

Gilbert Beilschmidt is a mercenary working for the NCPD, but what happens when he meets a revolutionary who flips his whole world upside down? Prussia x Nyo!America

Well well well. look who's writing about time travel........ again. what happens when one of England's spells backfire on all of the nations? and there are a few children in the world meeting? why do they act a bit like the nations? and wait why does the girl who looks so much like America act like England? well I'm not telling you here. read the story if you want to find out. imma write the disclaimer here that hetalia or any character that's not an OC does not belong to me. heck hetalia owns my soul too so this is pointless. on with the story!!!

Alfred F. Jones can see ghost Not as great as it seems considering that once they find out you can see and hear them they won't leave you alone, and he almost made it through the semester without gathering attention until a very dead and very handsome Russian comes by and fucks everything up. (This was a Rusame AU created by Aluox on Tumblr enjoy~)

England, or formally the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, decided to invite America, or formally the United States of America, for a drink. However, he regrets this decision. Again.

Some Hetalia Rusame drabbles about their life together, from the beginning till the end. Along with some random Oneshots! Contains state OC's Also most of the chapters won't be in order since I always have idea's coming in my head-

I left behind my art to pursue my before birth dream of becoming a Hetalia fanfic writer

**Spoilers for HetaOni** Still blind from the incident in the Annex, England thanks Italy for his sacrifice. Rated T for HetaOni and a brief mention of WWII. One-shot. FrUK, FACE Family, China is female because of personal headcanon fight me, Romantic Family, Germanic Family. Human names used. Will post on tumblr soon.

While touring the streets of New York, Italy comes arcoss a jacket. Upon realizing who it belongs to he decides to return it. It was supposed to be a quick return and go, but things take a very different turn when America wants to reward him..... (Cover art is courtesy of ILoveWaffles321)

I'll be posting every Sunday and on special occasions

I know this isn't the most original idea, but it may be the most fun, so VAMOS! My own little Hetalia Spinoff! (The chapters are in no particular order, no chonoglical, logical, or historical order, they are in order of which story I feel like writing at the time. I'll release a new collection of these in better order and which edits in the far future, maybe.)

When the world falls into an apocalypse after a zombie virus spreads, people are now fighting for their lives to survive. This follows the lives of Alfred Jones, Arthur Kirkland, and Ivan Braginski.

Does this even count as Ameripan?? XD Probably not Hetalia doesn't belong me to me, it belongs to our beloved Hima-papa Cover picture doesn't belong to me either, it belongs to respectful artist The story is mine, however.