[recs] Hetalia Recs
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valmoraI AM WEAK. WEAK LIKE ITALY AGAINST GOOD FOOD.
Most recent update: May 2010
If you've never read one of my recs lists before, here's the game:
- I give authors in general before anything else
- at the top is gen fic (alphabetical, in this case by centric-country), then pairing fic (alphabetical within the ship, then alphabetical by first letter of ship), then multiplesomes.
special hetalia rec notes:
1) I alphabetize UK as "England"; "America" as "USA"; "Soviet Union" if it's the same Nation-tan gets put under "Russia"; I am not a dork and so PRC is still "China"
2) non-nation characters and non-canon nation characters are listed secondarily to a nation character, regardless of alphabetical order
3) Where possible, I will attempt to link to the fic on the author's chosen journal. Where that is not possible, I will link to the kindex entry for that post. Where that is not possible, I will link to the original post on the kink meme.
4) This reccer does not condone in any way nonconsensual sex, which is probably not necessary to reiterate in real life but probably ought to be here, given that the Hetalia equivalent of conquering a nation is probably rape.
AUTHORS
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mithrigil
meillerie
katmaxwell, at his/her writing community, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
headasplodey
kaasen
"GEN" FIC
Antarctica
untitled, by anon (PG)
He's lying on his back in the ice, watching the aurora swish and glimmer above him.
Australia
'neath the Southern Cross, by anon (PG-13)
Arthur jumps in his seat and gives a startled curse when he sees her, but she doesn’t move. (girl!Australia)
Canada
Gloria Patri, by anon (PG-13)
Once, 'Captain Kirkland' had been the name of a dread pirate and Arthur had sailed to the ends of the earth on white wings of canvas. (also contains England, a little America)
China
All Under Heaven, by anon (PG-13)
An origin story for China.
Denmark
Copenhagen, by anon (PG-13)
Quantum science is probably his favorite thing in the entire fucking world, a good, stiff drink not withstanding. (Note that this is my favorite piece involving Denmark.)
England
ic wrīte þe, by anon (PG)
Arþer weardað his hūs biernað ac hē ne grīet. (Arthur watches his houses burn, but he does not weep.)
Finland
parenting crisis, by anon (PG-13)
Åland glared. "We could've gone to Dad's place," he said, and it took all of Finland's will power right then not to break down.
Blitz (PG-13)
In a rare show of solidarity, the other three work together to dig out England. (featuring cameos by the other Nations of the British Isles)
Nothing's Certain, 'Cos of Quantum, by anon (PG-13)
England summons the Luggage. From Discworld. Yes, this is a crossover.
Germany
Of Orders and Upheavals, by anon (PG-13)
More than one newly elected Chancellor remembers his icy blue eyes, the too harsh congratulatory grip.
On Learning how to Fly, by anon (PG-13)
“Because,” Prussia stresses, “you’re my brother. And you’re gonna be great someday."
Greece
Ta Ethika, bymeltedpeep (Rish for language)
Concerning Greek occupation by the Axis powers during World War Two. And a few other things, I suppose, but it all more or less comes back to the same place.
Iceland
Hotspot, by anon (R/NC-17)
Iceland and geothermal heat. (Note that this fic is highly sexually explicit, but it's masturbation.)
Israel (yes, I'm aware Israel isn't canon.)
no man's land, by anon (PG-13)
"You're going to make this worse on yourself," Ludwig says like he's trying to talk down a madman.
Japan
Aging in Dog Years, by anon (PG-13)
Animals die. It’s an unfortunate fact of life.
Die Wörter, die wir dalassen, by anon (R or NC-17)
Portugal has cake with him. It’s golden and moist and tastes like honey. (NOTE: This is not gen; however, the way the piece is written seems more of a Japan character study than anything else, so it went here rather than under "ships".)
Pika-Don, by anon (PG-13, but a very traumatic PG-13)
Note: "Pika-don" is the sound effect in Japanese that represents the atomic bombs. Go.
Korea
Horizons, by anon (R)
Wikipedia def: "Silla (57 BC – 935 AD) (IPA: [ɕilla]) was one of the Three Kingdoms of Korea, and the longest sustaining dynasty in Asian history."
Voice, by anon (PG-13)
“The people need a voice, Yong-soo.”
Go Not Gently, by anon (PG-13)
"You will take a proper name," Japan says once.
Latvia
Red and White, by anon (PG)
The boy is back the next day, wide-eyed and quaking as ever
Prussia
For Emergencies Only, by anon (PG)
Germany misinterprets Austria's complaint about Prussia.
Russia
a series of haiku, by anon (PG)
Haiku, about Russia taking over LiveJournal.
Turkey
Magnificent, byabsynthess (PG-13)
“You really need a new one, just for you?” Sadiq’s voice was lackadaisical, aggravated.
USA
o'er the land of the free, by anon (PG-13 but rather violent)
He's captured after a nasty firefight and a hasty, disorganized retreat across a loading dock and through one bombed-out city or another and down winding Georgia backroads.
Manifest Destiny, by anon (PG-13)
Cherokee has bundled his belongings into something resembling order.
Things Alfred Jones is Not Allowed To Do, by assorted anons (PG-13)
See "Skippy's List".
Going Rushing to the Sea, by anon (PG-13)
The way he appears right now, there's not a single place he can enlist. (Civil War)
deanoned here
Viet Nam
Proper Names, by anon (PG-13)
She sees the moment China understands.
Assorted/Unknown/Equally Mixed
The Broken Circle, by anon (PG-13)
American Gods/Hetalia crossover.
Turkey and the Family Gathering of Agonizing Doom, by anon (PG-13)
Turkey wondered if he could get away with riding in on a motorcycle, declerating just enough to drop off his basket without starting a foodbomb panic, and then zooming away at speed.
Maybe You're a Sinner by anon (R)
Romano is home from Antonio’s house today, so Feliciano is cooking Marinara Spaghetti to celebrate.
and its sequel, Peace, in two dimensions (R), which is Asia-centric and a lot fourth-wall-breaking.
Pretensions, by anon (PG-13)
America stresses about the Monica scandal. France is unimpressed.
Can't Live Without 'Em, by anon (PG-13)
America hosts Seder, and it is lolworthy.
SHIPS
Australia/Sweden
Snow, Sometimes, by anon (R)
A diplomatic interlude.
Austria/Germany
sonata in c major by anon (PG-13)
The night is long and the silence hangs like death in the empty manor. (Austria/Hungary also implied)
Austria/Hungary
Rough Music, by anon (R)
He can feel her long hair brushing against his back, even before her narrow fingers close on his shoulder. (Germany/Austria also implied)
Playing House...of Hapsburg, by anon (PG-13)
Austria adored the littlest Archduchess, Maria Antonia.
Canada/England
Tea in Westminster, by anon (PG-13)
The winds of December were howling outside the stone walls of the Palace of Westminster, yet the grate in Arthur's private office had just barely enough coal in it to heat the water in the teakettle and raise the ambient temperature to "Bit nippy, old chap."
Canada/Germany
untitled, by anon (PG-13)
"I beg your pardon?"
Canada/USA
306.7, by anon (PG-13)
It took a certain type of personality to make spending thousands of dollars and two years of your life on classes in order to get a job that involved low pay, being abused by taxpayers, and telling people where the bathrooms were located all day. (the librarian AU. note: six parts.)
How To Marry A Canadian: A Hero's Guide in Five Easy Steps, by anon (PG-13)
When America first says he wants to get married, he is greeted mostly with silence.
Turbulence Before Take-Off, by anon (R)
"This isn't funny, God. Change me back now."
Under, by anon (NC-17)
It starts in a bar. (warning: hard BDSM)
Soldier Boy, by anon (probably will end up NC-17)
Only America would call his Marine Corps comforting, with a tone like someone confessing he liked the smell of his favorite teddy bear.
heroes can only say so much, by anon (PG-13)
You remember that time when I got really mad at England and tried to take you away from him?
Canada/Russia
Near as Neighbors by anon (R)
Matthew lives in a log cabin high upon a mountain; he keeps the chinks between the logs plastered up so that he is snug and warm, even when the winter grows chill.
China/England
Reclaiming, by anon (PG-13)
You sit, still and silent, on a low couch, and can hear them speaking through the thinness of the door to your left. (Hong Kong POV)
China/Japan
Comfort Lost, by anon (R)
“Japan,” he calls, and the sounds beyond the door in front of him cease at once.
In Isolation, We, by anon (PG-13)
It's noontime on a sweltering day of an already sweltering summer.
untitled, by anon (R)
“If your soldiers didn’t insist on being deceitful,” Honda whispers, “none of this would be necessary.” (The Rape of Nanking)
China/Rome
For the Greater Good, by anon (PG-13)
At first, when Rome sees him, he mistakes him for a new recruit.
China/Russia
Revolution Men, by anon (R)
China is trying very hard to be a civilized human being about this whole mess. But Russia just keeps smiling.
untitled, by anon (PG-13)
Ivan lays on his stomach, tracing the sensations of wet ink sliding smooth and cold over his naked back and filing them away in his memory carefully, knowing he will want to recall this moment clearly when he is alone again, wrapped away in layers.
China/Spain
Trade Agreement, by anon (R)
Yao sat fanning himself, trying to divine the aim of the sport he was watching with bulls and men in elaborate costumes, the crowd shouting Ole! at certain occasions.
Denmark/England
Viking Prayer, by anon (NC-17)
“Eighth of June, you say?” Denmark smiled brilliantly. “That’s what I thought. Well, I’ll see you inside!” (some elements of dub-con but not actually dubcon)
Denmark/Norway
A Little Break, by anon (R)
Norway surfing for porn when he's supposed to be working/doing something political.
Dude, where's my moose?, by anon (PG-13)
"This is your fault. He's dead because of you."
I like my coffee bitter and frozen solid, by anon (PG-13)
Norway certainly wasn’t expecting any guests, and he had chosen this house (conveniently located on a mountaintop, no service road, no running water, no cellular signal, great view of the sunset) for a reason.
lol history channel lol, by anon (PG-13)
Norway's eyebrow rose at that. "What are you watching?"
Egypt/proto-Israel
Thus saith the Lord, by anon (R/NC-17)
Let my people go. (warning: noncon)
England/France
Are All Englishmen Like This During Mind-Blowing Sex?, by anon (R)
"Well, what's the hold up?"
England/Germany
untitled, by anon (PG-13)
They'd said the war would be over by Christmas, but he was certain this wasn't what they'd meant. (gen)
England/Japan
Take Pleasure in DOG, by anon (PG)
England came to the belated realization that trying to deduce the diplomatic meaning of Japan's gift with America's help was not only an exercise in futility, but also utterly mortifying. (gen)
England/Prussia
like an itch on your bones, by anon (PG-13)
German, they sneered, sounds like the barking of dogs.
England/USA
American Dream, by anon (R/NC-17)
Arthur lifted the neatly folded square, breathed in deeply and pressed his face against the fabric.
untitled, byrumbling_rose (PG-13)
They walked along the edge of the cliff that overlooked the Atlantic, America’s little hand hanging limp in England’s grasp. (second fic in the entry)
Denial, by anon (NC-17)
Arthur is transfixed.
Floriography, bytwistedsheets10 (PG-13)
America and England may not always have the right words for each other, but they do find alternative ways to show that they care... eventually.
The Few, by anon (R)
He sees him spread out in the shade under the wing of a Hurricane, arms pillowing his head and eyes closed, not asleep but caught in that trance state of every pilot waiting for the call.
England/Wales
Coercion, by anon (R)
In the stables, the hand kept her head ducked the whole time, and England looked around the stalls for any reason why she would feel the need to hide—a man he didn’t approve of, or some sign of the King or a member of his entourage—but there was nothing. (dubcon)
Finland/Russia
Blown into Tiny Pieces, by anon (PG-13)
“We need more vodka.”
Finland/Sweden (...my series OTP, orz)
The Sea and the Storm, byworld_supremacy (PG-13)
Basically the events of the Finnish War. (Russia/Finland implied)
Omistus, by anon (R/NC-17)
Bernard closes his eyes, breath coming sharp as he grips the sheets.
Visitation, bystalkerbunny (R/NC-17)
Sweden is lying on his sofa when the door opens, letting in a gust of cold air.
Winter Song, by anon (R)
The temperature drops again that night, and the clouds above threaten snow.
Su-san's Quilt, by anon (R)
Berwald’s body wakes before the dawn, stretching and uncurling from its tiny ball as he stretches.
Short and Bitter, by anon (R)
He was once at peace with himself.
Snow and Blood, by anon (R)
With the cries of 'Our land, our land!' still ringing through the halls and streets and dark forests of his grounds, Finland toppled into the sheets with his lover.
The Importance of Tolerance, by anon (PG-13)
Finland and Sweden meet the Westboro Baptist Church. Plus: "You can always tell Mommy and Daddy are going to have a fun date when they take the sniper rifle and old Viking war ship."
Rain. Morning. Pancakes., bynarcomanic (G)
A rainy Midsummer's morning.
Gravity, bysolla_miranta (PG-13)
- and there are too many years to erase in both of them, but that is exactly what they are trying to do, and it's starting to work little by little. (I hate this fic because it makes no sense, but by God do I love the style.)
three assorted fics, byattack_bunny (PG-13ish)
assorted humorous fills originally written for the kink meme.
France/Spain
untitled, by anon (R)
Today, Saturday, sábado, the fiesta begins its second day of celebration.
Germania/Rome
untitled, by anon (PG-13/light R)
"I hope I'm not interrupting," said Hellas. (humor)
untitled, by anon (NC-17)
Rome twisted one hand in Germania's long, blond hair, his other hand slipping between layers of worn leather and armor to palm his partner's chest.
Germany/[proto-]Israel
Neighbor, by anon (PG-13)
Germany could not tell exactly what the man was.
Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowitz, and One He Didn't, by anon (R for violence, Holocaust)
Title pretty much says it all...
Germany/N. Italy
Something to Come Home To, by anon (R/NC-17)
Ludwig wakes slowly, his eyes remaining shut for a few more moment as he gathers awareness. (warning: yandere!Italy)
Whatever Makes You Happy, by anon (R)
Germany can see, now, a fierce bruise at Italy’s temple, as though he has been knocked upside the head. (warning: noncon, angst. based on the German invasion of Italy after Italy capitulated to the Allies)
10,000 Europeans Can't Be Wrong, by anon (R)
Italy grips the glossy magazine in his white-knuckled hands, and he manages to pop the front door open with a well-placed hip.
Rules of the Game, by anon (R/NC-17)
"Ludwig," Feliciano says when they climb into bed.
Candy is Dandy But..., by anon (R/NC-17)
“Your eyes,” Germany insisted, and he tiled on his stool, leaning heavily on his elbows, which earlier in a moment of foresight he’d propped against the bar.
untitled, by anon (R)
"So, Germany and Italy are clearly madly in love. But durring WWII, Germany's bosses weren't exactly okay with the whole homosexuality thing. So what would Hitler or one of his officers do if they found their own country in bed with another man?"
Of Ages Past and Present, by anon (PG-13)
“The HELL did you do?!” Alfred cries, torn between gaping dumbstruck at his Ally and staring at the misshaped lump of clothes before him. “How did you do that?!”
Una fornitura a vita di cioccolato, by anon (R)
He has brushed his teeth three times this morning already and Gottverdammt! it hasn’t fucking helped.
Nations in Space, by anon (PG-13)
Neu-Deutschland was coming along nicely, Ludwig thought, and looked out over the rolling hills. (includes brother!Prussia)
Germany/Prussia
Germany-Germany 1-0, by anon (PG-13)
Gilbert drew another smoke from his last cigarette and glared at the wall.
How our muscles, bones and sinews tangle, by anon (R/NC-17)
Gilbert’s body is hard and wiry against his, all lean sinew and muscle.
untitled, by anon (NC-17)
Radio-sex across the Berlin Wall.
Germany/Russia
Not a Step Back by anon (PG-13)
Germany stalked the rubble with his countrymen, gingerly prodding at piles that were once buildings. (not shippy)
Greece/Turkey
untitled, by anon (R)
The Ottoman Empire doesn't worry too much about exactly how long he's been crushing Greece's windpipe.
Benimki Daima, by anon (R for sex)
Greece rakes him with a stare of familiar contempt. "Fuck you."
"Say 'please'?"
Holy Roman Empire/N. Italy (Chibitalia)
Dandelion Dust, by anon (G)
In the summer Ita begins to take on more of the outside chores.
Iceland/Russia
In the morning, through the window shade / When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade, by anon (PG-13)
There's something, that could be houses. (gen)
South Italy/Spain
I DON'T EVEN KNOW, by anon (R/NC-17)
Romano feels his hands tingling traitorously as he's dragged through the dimly-lit tunnel leading to the pitch.
Twisted With You, by anon (R)
The words are right there on the tip of your tongue.
Japan/S. Korea
Summer Daze, by anon (R)
Yong-soo had put on a pair of titanium rimmed glasses.
Japan/USA
Sun in the East, by anon (R/NC-17)
The guards simply salute, turning and leaving as Japan steps fully into the cell, door swinging shut behind him. He looks at America with those unreadable dark eyes. (warning: noncon)
now i bleed roses, bymississippienne (PG-13)
Japan sat upright on the futon as though braced for execution.
untitled, by anon (PG-13)
"I'll keep this up as long as I have to, but. I'm tired. Kiku is fucking stubborn and this island-hopping deal is killing everybody by inches."
Norway/Sweden
Bide Thee, Night, by anon (PG-13)
Norway sighed and rested his forehead against the window. (1905)
Prussia/Brandenburg
Civil Union, by anon (PG-13)
The story of Brandenburg and Prussia and how two very different German states became one.
Rome/Ancient Greece
untitled, by anon (R)
The first day Rome saw her, he swore he had never seen anything so utterly surreal.
Russia/General Winter
untitled, by anon (R)
Whenever they decided they wanted a bit more land, they would push him further east, further north, further into the cold.
Russia/USA
untitled, by anon (R)
Ivan looked up slowly as the door clicked shut. His eyes were more grey than blue today, and there was a glint in them that made Alfred think of tigers and dragons and the Creature from the Black Lagoon.
On the Liberation of a Death Camp, by anon (PG)
¨I want to kick him in the nuts.¨
¨Kindly shut up.¨ (gen)
A Nation's Heart, by anon (R)
Ivan opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a pair of glasses resting on the table.
Idle Minds, by anon (R/NC-17)
It was something they’d been working on before their uneasy truce had come to an end, and America had become a Capitalist Dog and Russia had become a Dirty Red Bastard.
THREEPLUS-SOMES
the FML thread, by assorted anons (R)
The Nations of Hetalia are on FMyLife.
Canada/England/USA
the light that shines behind your eyes, by anon (NC-17)
The British Empire doesn't know whether it is amusing or pathetic that he's come to Barcelona for the Expo, and yet for the third night in a row he's wound up in one of the city's few legitimate English pubs with various of the Dominions and Crown Colonies for drinking partners.
England/USA (Confederate and/or Union)
To Rend, by anon (R)
He comes to America unceremoniously, delivering the ship to Virginia as was requested, though the dock seems no different from usual if not for the uniformed soldiers clad in gray.
A House Divided, by anon (R/NC-17)
"I want to be called Aaron," says Alfred once, on a sunset-drenched veranda, when he is wearing his grey uniform.
England/Russia/USA
Unexpected Guest, by anon (R/NC-17)
Their only warning is an ominous grating sound, before the ceiling collapses.
Austria/Finland/Sweden
Unfaithful, by anon (R/NC-17)
He remembers Sweden calling for his husband, and wondering if Finland might take up the carving knife and kill him with it, until a second pair of cold hands started to caress his bared chest. (also Austria/Hungary discussed and um. yaoifangirl!Hungary)
England/various South Asian colonies
Raj pr0n, by anon (NC-17)
Arthur doesn't have any idea why there are three of them, and to be perfectly honest, he sincerely does not care.
Estonia/Finland/Sweden
Nordic with a Twist, by anon (R/NC-17)
"I like the way his eyes look, behind his glasses," Tino says, nuzzling into Bernard's neck. They are curled on the bench of the sauna, close and naked; steam coats their skin with a thin sheen of moisture. "And his language is so lovely--!"
Finland/Russia/Sweden
Power Play, by anon (R/NC-17)
Ivan is ... is he doing this for Bernard's benefit? Drawing borders? Or is it --? (Warning: noncon Russia/Finland, Russia/Sweden mindfuck)
Tervetuloa, by anon (PG-13)
For centuries, his beloved has believed that Finland was stolen from him.
Germany/Italy/Japan
The Pleasure of Three, by anon (R/NC-17)
Four has always meant misfortune, meant death.
Russia/Soviet Bloc
Hollow Men, by anon (R)
They stride into the room in a solemn line like soldiers marching to their death, faces blank canvases hiding half-empty emotions.
The Scandinavians (The Nordic Countries) (Denmark, Finland, Iceland, Norway, Sweden)
Countdown, by anon (PG)
There was a distant rumble and the sky in the horizon flared red for a moment.
Nordic Outing, by anon (PG-13)
The Nations are outed to the public. The Scandinavians have a press conference. (and omake)
More to be added later.
Most recent update: May 2010
If you've never read one of my recs lists before, here's the game:
- I give authors in general before anything else
- at the top is gen fic (alphabetical, in this case by centric-country), then pairing fic (alphabetical within the ship, then alphabetical by first letter of ship), then multiplesomes.
special hetalia rec notes:
1) I alphabetize UK as "England"; "America" as "USA"; "Soviet Union" if it's the same Nation-tan gets put under "Russia"; I am not a dork and so PRC is still "China"
2) non-nation characters and non-canon nation characters are listed secondarily to a nation character, regardless of alphabetical order
3) Where possible, I will attempt to link to the fic on the author's chosen journal. Where that is not possible, I will link to the kindex entry for that post. Where that is not possible, I will link to the original post on the kink meme.
4) This reccer does not condone in any way nonconsensual sex, which is probably not necessary to reiterate in real life but probably ought to be here, given that the Hetalia equivalent of conquering a nation is probably rape.
AUTHORS
mithrigilmeilleriekatmaxwell, at his/her writing community, headasplodeykaasen"GEN" FIC
Antarctica
untitled, by anon (PG)
He's lying on his back in the ice, watching the aurora swish and glimmer above him.
Australia
'neath the Southern Cross, by anon (PG-13)
Arthur jumps in his seat and gives a startled curse when he sees her, but she doesn’t move. (girl!Australia)
Canada
Gloria Patri, by anon (PG-13)
Once, 'Captain Kirkland' had been the name of a dread pirate and Arthur had sailed to the ends of the earth on white wings of canvas. (also contains England, a little America)
China
All Under Heaven, by anon (PG-13)
An origin story for China.
Denmark
Copenhagen, by anon (PG-13)
Quantum science is probably his favorite thing in the entire fucking world, a good, stiff drink not withstanding. (Note that this is my favorite piece involving Denmark.)
England
ic wrīte þe, by anon (PG)
Arþer weardað his hūs biernað ac hē ne grīet. (Arthur watches his houses burn, but he does not weep.)
Finland
parenting crisis, by anon (PG-13)
Åland glared. "We could've gone to Dad's place," he said, and it took all of Finland's will power right then not to break down.
Blitz (PG-13)
In a rare show of solidarity, the other three work together to dig out England. (featuring cameos by the other Nations of the British Isles)
Nothing's Certain, 'Cos of Quantum, by anon (PG-13)
England summons the Luggage. From Discworld. Yes, this is a crossover.
Germany
Of Orders and Upheavals, by anon (PG-13)
More than one newly elected Chancellor remembers his icy blue eyes, the too harsh congratulatory grip.
On Learning how to Fly, by anon (PG-13)
“Because,” Prussia stresses, “you’re my brother. And you’re gonna be great someday."
Greece
Ta Ethika, by
meltedpeep (Rish for language)Concerning Greek occupation by the Axis powers during World War Two. And a few other things, I suppose, but it all more or less comes back to the same place.
Iceland
Hotspot, by anon (R/NC-17)
Iceland and geothermal heat. (Note that this fic is highly sexually explicit, but it's masturbation.)
Israel (yes, I'm aware Israel isn't canon.)
no man's land, by anon (PG-13)
"You're going to make this worse on yourself," Ludwig says like he's trying to talk down a madman.
Japan
Aging in Dog Years, by anon (PG-13)
Animals die. It’s an unfortunate fact of life.
Die Wörter, die wir dalassen, by anon (R or NC-17)
Portugal has cake with him. It’s golden and moist and tastes like honey. (NOTE: This is not gen; however, the way the piece is written seems more of a Japan character study than anything else, so it went here rather than under "ships".)
Pika-Don, by anon (PG-13, but a very traumatic PG-13)
Note: "Pika-don" is the sound effect in Japanese that represents the atomic bombs. Go.
Korea
Horizons, by anon (R)
Wikipedia def: "Silla (57 BC – 935 AD) (IPA: [ɕilla]) was one of the Three Kingdoms of Korea, and the longest sustaining dynasty in Asian history."
Voice, by anon (PG-13)
“The people need a voice, Yong-soo.”
Go Not Gently, by anon (PG-13)
"You will take a proper name," Japan says once.
Latvia
Red and White, by anon (PG)
The boy is back the next day, wide-eyed and quaking as ever
Prussia
For Emergencies Only, by anon (PG)
Germany misinterprets Austria's complaint about Prussia.
Russia
a series of haiku, by anon (PG)
Haiku, about Russia taking over LiveJournal.
Turkey
Magnificent, by
absynthess (PG-13)“You really need a new one, just for you?” Sadiq’s voice was lackadaisical, aggravated.
USA
o'er the land of the free, by anon (PG-13 but rather violent)
He's captured after a nasty firefight and a hasty, disorganized retreat across a loading dock and through one bombed-out city or another and down winding Georgia backroads.
Manifest Destiny, by anon (PG-13)
Cherokee has bundled his belongings into something resembling order.
Things Alfred Jones is Not Allowed To Do, by assorted anons (PG-13)
See "Skippy's List".
Going Rushing to the Sea, by anon (PG-13)
The way he appears right now, there's not a single place he can enlist. (Civil War)
deanoned here
Viet Nam
Proper Names, by anon (PG-13)
She sees the moment China understands.
Assorted/Unknown/Equally Mixed
The Broken Circle, by anon (PG-13)
American Gods/Hetalia crossover.
Turkey and the Family Gathering of Agonizing Doom, by anon (PG-13)
Turkey wondered if he could get away with riding in on a motorcycle, declerating just enough to drop off his basket without starting a foodbomb panic, and then zooming away at speed.
Maybe You're a Sinner by anon (R)
Romano is home from Antonio’s house today, so Feliciano is cooking Marinara Spaghetti to celebrate.
and its sequel, Peace, in two dimensions (R), which is Asia-centric and a lot fourth-wall-breaking.
Pretensions, by anon (PG-13)
America stresses about the Monica scandal. France is unimpressed.
Can't Live Without 'Em, by anon (PG-13)
America hosts Seder, and it is lolworthy.
SHIPS
Australia/Sweden
Snow, Sometimes, by anon (R)
A diplomatic interlude.
Austria/Germany
sonata in c major by anon (PG-13)
The night is long and the silence hangs like death in the empty manor. (Austria/Hungary also implied)
Austria/Hungary
Rough Music, by anon (R)
He can feel her long hair brushing against his back, even before her narrow fingers close on his shoulder. (Germany/Austria also implied)
Playing House...of Hapsburg, by anon (PG-13)
Austria adored the littlest Archduchess, Maria Antonia.
Canada/England
Tea in Westminster, by anon (PG-13)
The winds of December were howling outside the stone walls of the Palace of Westminster, yet the grate in Arthur's private office had just barely enough coal in it to heat the water in the teakettle and raise the ambient temperature to "Bit nippy, old chap."
Canada/Germany
untitled, by anon (PG-13)
"I beg your pardon?"
Canada/USA
306.7, by anon (PG-13)
It took a certain type of personality to make spending thousands of dollars and two years of your life on classes in order to get a job that involved low pay, being abused by taxpayers, and telling people where the bathrooms were located all day. (the librarian AU. note: six parts.)
How To Marry A Canadian: A Hero's Guide in Five Easy Steps, by anon (PG-13)
When America first says he wants to get married, he is greeted mostly with silence.
Turbulence Before Take-Off, by anon (R)
"This isn't funny, God. Change me back now."
Under, by anon (NC-17)
It starts in a bar. (warning: hard BDSM)
Soldier Boy, by anon (probably will end up NC-17)
Only America would call his Marine Corps comforting, with a tone like someone confessing he liked the smell of his favorite teddy bear.
heroes can only say so much, by anon (PG-13)
You remember that time when I got really mad at England and tried to take you away from him?
Canada/Russia
Near as Neighbors by anon (R)
Matthew lives in a log cabin high upon a mountain; he keeps the chinks between the logs plastered up so that he is snug and warm, even when the winter grows chill.
China/England
Reclaiming, by anon (PG-13)
You sit, still and silent, on a low couch, and can hear them speaking through the thinness of the door to your left. (Hong Kong POV)
China/Japan
Comfort Lost, by anon (R)
“Japan,” he calls, and the sounds beyond the door in front of him cease at once.
In Isolation, We, by anon (PG-13)
It's noontime on a sweltering day of an already sweltering summer.
untitled, by anon (R)
“If your soldiers didn’t insist on being deceitful,” Honda whispers, “none of this would be necessary.” (The Rape of Nanking)
China/Rome
For the Greater Good, by anon (PG-13)
At first, when Rome sees him, he mistakes him for a new recruit.
China/Russia
Revolution Men, by anon (R)
China is trying very hard to be a civilized human being about this whole mess. But Russia just keeps smiling.
untitled, by anon (PG-13)
Ivan lays on his stomach, tracing the sensations of wet ink sliding smooth and cold over his naked back and filing them away in his memory carefully, knowing he will want to recall this moment clearly when he is alone again, wrapped away in layers.
China/Spain
Trade Agreement, by anon (R)
Yao sat fanning himself, trying to divine the aim of the sport he was watching with bulls and men in elaborate costumes, the crowd shouting Ole! at certain occasions.
Denmark/England
Viking Prayer, by anon (NC-17)
“Eighth of June, you say?” Denmark smiled brilliantly. “That’s what I thought. Well, I’ll see you inside!” (some elements of dub-con but not actually dubcon)
Denmark/Norway
A Little Break, by anon (R)
Norway surfing for porn when he's supposed to be working/doing something political.
Dude, where's my moose?, by anon (PG-13)
"This is your fault. He's dead because of you."
I like my coffee bitter and frozen solid, by anon (PG-13)
Norway certainly wasn’t expecting any guests, and he had chosen this house (conveniently located on a mountaintop, no service road, no running water, no cellular signal, great view of the sunset) for a reason.
lol history channel lol, by anon (PG-13)
Norway's eyebrow rose at that. "What are you watching?"
Egypt/proto-Israel
Thus saith the Lord, by anon (R/NC-17)
Let my people go. (warning: noncon)
England/France
Are All Englishmen Like This During Mind-Blowing Sex?, by anon (R)
"Well, what's the hold up?"
England/Germany
untitled, by anon (PG-13)
They'd said the war would be over by Christmas, but he was certain this wasn't what they'd meant. (gen)
England/Japan
Take Pleasure in DOG, by anon (PG)
England came to the belated realization that trying to deduce the diplomatic meaning of Japan's gift with America's help was not only an exercise in futility, but also utterly mortifying. (gen)
England/Prussia
like an itch on your bones, by anon (PG-13)
German, they sneered, sounds like the barking of dogs.
England/USA
American Dream, by anon (R/NC-17)
Arthur lifted the neatly folded square, breathed in deeply and pressed his face against the fabric.
untitled, by
rumbling_rose (PG-13)They walked along the edge of the cliff that overlooked the Atlantic, America’s little hand hanging limp in England’s grasp. (second fic in the entry)
Denial, by anon (NC-17)
Arthur is transfixed.
Floriography, by
twistedsheets10 (PG-13)America and England may not always have the right words for each other, but they do find alternative ways to show that they care... eventually.
The Few, by anon (R)
He sees him spread out in the shade under the wing of a Hurricane, arms pillowing his head and eyes closed, not asleep but caught in that trance state of every pilot waiting for the call.
England/Wales
Coercion, by anon (R)
In the stables, the hand kept her head ducked the whole time, and England looked around the stalls for any reason why she would feel the need to hide—a man he didn’t approve of, or some sign of the King or a member of his entourage—but there was nothing. (dubcon)
Finland/Russia
Blown into Tiny Pieces, by anon (PG-13)
“We need more vodka.”
Finland/Sweden (...my series OTP, orz)
The Sea and the Storm, by
world_supremacy (PG-13)Basically the events of the Finnish War. (Russia/Finland implied)
Omistus, by anon (R/NC-17)
Bernard closes his eyes, breath coming sharp as he grips the sheets.
Visitation, by
stalkerbunny (R/NC-17)Sweden is lying on his sofa when the door opens, letting in a gust of cold air.
Winter Song, by anon (R)
The temperature drops again that night, and the clouds above threaten snow.
Su-san's Quilt, by anon (R)
Berwald’s body wakes before the dawn, stretching and uncurling from its tiny ball as he stretches.
Short and Bitter, by anon (R)
He was once at peace with himself.
Snow and Blood, by anon (R)
With the cries of 'Our land, our land!' still ringing through the halls and streets and dark forests of his grounds, Finland toppled into the sheets with his lover.
The Importance of Tolerance, by anon (PG-13)
Finland and Sweden meet the Westboro Baptist Church. Plus: "You can always tell Mommy and Daddy are going to have a fun date when they take the sniper rifle and old Viking war ship."
Rain. Morning. Pancakes., by
narcomanic (G)A rainy Midsummer's morning.
Gravity, by
solla_miranta (PG-13)- and there are too many years to erase in both of them, but that is exactly what they are trying to do, and it's starting to work little by little. (I hate this fic because it makes no sense, but by God do I love the style.)
three assorted fics, by
attack_bunny (PG-13ish)assorted humorous fills originally written for the kink meme.
France/Spain
untitled, by anon (R)
Today, Saturday, sábado, the fiesta begins its second day of celebration.
Germania/Rome
untitled, by anon (PG-13/light R)
"I hope I'm not interrupting," said Hellas. (humor)
untitled, by anon (NC-17)
Rome twisted one hand in Germania's long, blond hair, his other hand slipping between layers of worn leather and armor to palm his partner's chest.
Germany/[proto-]Israel
Neighbor, by anon (PG-13)
Germany could not tell exactly what the man was.
Five Ways Ludwig Montag Killed Daniel Abrahmowitz, and One He Didn't, by anon (R for violence, Holocaust)
Title pretty much says it all...
Germany/N. Italy
Something to Come Home To, by anon (R/NC-17)
Ludwig wakes slowly, his eyes remaining shut for a few more moment as he gathers awareness. (warning: yandere!Italy)
Whatever Makes You Happy, by anon (R)
Germany can see, now, a fierce bruise at Italy’s temple, as though he has been knocked upside the head. (warning: noncon, angst. based on the German invasion of Italy after Italy capitulated to the Allies)
10,000 Europeans Can't Be Wrong, by anon (R)
Italy grips the glossy magazine in his white-knuckled hands, and he manages to pop the front door open with a well-placed hip.
Rules of the Game, by anon (R/NC-17)
"Ludwig," Feliciano says when they climb into bed.
Candy is Dandy But..., by anon (R/NC-17)
“Your eyes,” Germany insisted, and he tiled on his stool, leaning heavily on his elbows, which earlier in a moment of foresight he’d propped against the bar.
untitled, by anon (R)
"So, Germany and Italy are clearly madly in love. But durring WWII, Germany's bosses weren't exactly okay with the whole homosexuality thing. So what would Hitler or one of his officers do if they found their own country in bed with another man?"
Of Ages Past and Present, by anon (PG-13)
“The HELL did you do?!” Alfred cries, torn between gaping dumbstruck at his Ally and staring at the misshaped lump of clothes before him. “How did you do that?!”
Una fornitura a vita di cioccolato, by anon (R)
He has brushed his teeth three times this morning already and Gottverdammt! it hasn’t fucking helped.
Nations in Space, by anon (PG-13)
Neu-Deutschland was coming along nicely, Ludwig thought, and looked out over the rolling hills. (includes brother!Prussia)
Germany/Prussia
Germany-Germany 1-0, by anon (PG-13)
Gilbert drew another smoke from his last cigarette and glared at the wall.
How our muscles, bones and sinews tangle, by anon (R/NC-17)
Gilbert’s body is hard and wiry against his, all lean sinew and muscle.
untitled, by anon (NC-17)
Radio-sex across the Berlin Wall.
Germany/Russia
Not a Step Back by anon (PG-13)
Germany stalked the rubble with his countrymen, gingerly prodding at piles that were once buildings. (not shippy)
Greece/Turkey
untitled, by anon (R)
The Ottoman Empire doesn't worry too much about exactly how long he's been crushing Greece's windpipe.
Benimki Daima, by anon (R for sex)
Greece rakes him with a stare of familiar contempt. "Fuck you."
"Say 'please'?"
Holy Roman Empire/N. Italy (Chibitalia)
Dandelion Dust, by anon (G)
In the summer Ita begins to take on more of the outside chores.
Iceland/Russia
In the morning, through the window shade / When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade, by anon (PG-13)
There's something, that could be houses. (gen)
South Italy/Spain
I DON'T EVEN KNOW, by anon (R/NC-17)
Romano feels his hands tingling traitorously as he's dragged through the dimly-lit tunnel leading to the pitch.
Twisted With You, by anon (R)
The words are right there on the tip of your tongue.
Japan/S. Korea
Summer Daze, by anon (R)
Yong-soo had put on a pair of titanium rimmed glasses.
Japan/USA
Sun in the East, by anon (R/NC-17)
The guards simply salute, turning and leaving as Japan steps fully into the cell, door swinging shut behind him. He looks at America with those unreadable dark eyes. (warning: noncon)
now i bleed roses, by
mississippienne (PG-13)Japan sat upright on the futon as though braced for execution.
untitled, by anon (PG-13)
"I'll keep this up as long as I have to, but. I'm tired. Kiku is fucking stubborn and this island-hopping deal is killing everybody by inches."
Norway/Sweden
Bide Thee, Night, by anon (PG-13)
Norway sighed and rested his forehead against the window. (1905)
Prussia/Brandenburg
Civil Union, by anon (PG-13)
The story of Brandenburg and Prussia and how two very different German states became one.
Rome/Ancient Greece
untitled, by anon (R)
The first day Rome saw her, he swore he had never seen anything so utterly surreal.
Russia/General Winter
untitled, by anon (R)
Whenever they decided they wanted a bit more land, they would push him further east, further north, further into the cold.
Russia/USA
untitled, by anon (R)
Ivan looked up slowly as the door clicked shut. His eyes were more grey than blue today, and there was a glint in them that made Alfred think of tigers and dragons and the Creature from the Black Lagoon.
On the Liberation of a Death Camp, by anon (PG)
¨I want to kick him in the nuts.¨
¨Kindly shut up.¨ (gen)
A Nation's Heart, by anon (R)
Ivan opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a pair of glasses resting on the table.
Idle Minds, by anon (R/NC-17)
It was something they’d been working on before their uneasy truce had come to an end, and America had become a Capitalist Dog and Russia had become a Dirty Red Bastard.
THREEPLUS-SOMES
the FML thread, by assorted anons (R)
The Nations of Hetalia are on FMyLife.
Canada/England/USA
the light that shines behind your eyes, by anon (NC-17)
The British Empire doesn't know whether it is amusing or pathetic that he's come to Barcelona for the Expo, and yet for the third night in a row he's wound up in one of the city's few legitimate English pubs with various of the Dominions and Crown Colonies for drinking partners.
England/USA (Confederate and/or Union)
To Rend, by anon (R)
He comes to America unceremoniously, delivering the ship to Virginia as was requested, though the dock seems no different from usual if not for the uniformed soldiers clad in gray.
A House Divided, by anon (R/NC-17)
"I want to be called Aaron," says Alfred once, on a sunset-drenched veranda, when he is wearing his grey uniform.
England/Russia/USA
Unexpected Guest, by anon (R/NC-17)
Their only warning is an ominous grating sound, before the ceiling collapses.
Austria/Finland/Sweden
Unfaithful, by anon (R/NC-17)
He remembers Sweden calling for his husband, and wondering if Finland might take up the carving knife and kill him with it, until a second pair of cold hands started to caress his bared chest. (also Austria/Hungary discussed and um. yaoifangirl!Hungary)
England/various South Asian colonies
Raj pr0n, by anon (NC-17)
Arthur doesn't have any idea why there are three of them, and to be perfectly honest, he sincerely does not care.
Estonia/Finland/Sweden
Nordic with a Twist, by anon (R/NC-17)
"I like the way his eyes look, behind his glasses," Tino says, nuzzling into Bernard's neck. They are curled on the bench of the sauna, close and naked; steam coats their skin with a thin sheen of moisture. "And his language is so lovely--!"
Finland/Russia/Sweden
Power Play, by anon (R/NC-17)
Ivan is ... is he doing this for Bernard's benefit? Drawing borders? Or is it --? (Warning: noncon Russia/Finland, Russia/Sweden mindfuck)
Tervetuloa, by anon (PG-13)
For centuries, his beloved has believed that Finland was stolen from him.
Germany/Italy/Japan
The Pleasure of Three, by anon (R/NC-17)
Four has always meant misfortune, meant death.
Russia/Soviet Bloc
Hollow Men, by anon (R)
They stride into the room in a solemn line like soldiers marching to their death, faces blank canvases hiding half-empty emotions.
The Scandinavians (The Nordic Countries) (Denmark, Finland, Iceland, Norway, Sweden)
Countdown, by anon (PG)
There was a distant rumble and the sky in the horizon flared red for a moment.
Nordic Outing, by anon (PG-13)
The Nations are outed to the public. The Scandinavians have a press conference. (and omake)
More to be added later.
