My Hetalia Headcannons The Soviet Union actually had it's own personification; it wasn't Ivan. Soviet looked and sounded exactly like Ivan except that his eyes were a more reddish shade of violet while Ivan's are a more bluish shade and Soviet always wore a red scarf. Everyone always thought that Soviet was Ivan because he never bothered to mention otherwise. Even his boss never found out. Soviet abused the nations under his care until the Soviet Union collapsed, even Ivan who was kept in a cage in the basement in a drugged state and was starved. The only person who ever found out that Soviet was not Ivan was Yao. He made a surprise visit to Ivan's house and found him abusing Toris. That was when the truth came out. Yao was furious. He had been in relationship with "Ivan" all this time and was horrified to find that he really wasn't Ivan. Yao threatened to tell everyone the truth but Soviet said that if Yao did that he'd kill Ivan. Yao kept his mouth shut but he did break off ties with the SovieMore Like This
My Favorite Hetalia HeadcanonsSTOP! Before you go on this dangerous journey keep in mind that I have over 100 headcanons so if you're okay with that than keep going.More Like This
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Hetalia Headcanon: FamilyA country can either have a country or a human with a significantly long lifespan as a child. Most of the children of the ancients, were humans with long life spans who contributed much to their nations.More Like This
Many countries describe that they had a warm and loving realtionship with their family. They fondly remember the fun time they had as well as the lessons learned as a child. Even to this day, there are some countries who do not go on with a huge descion without thinking of what a certain loved family memember would do in that situation.
Even though Rome's romantic conquests were well known and numerous, he had only one surviving child: Margarita. All of his sons were killed in the many wars of the Roman Empire. She married Giovanni and their children were Italy and Romano. However Italy and Romano were solely raised by Margarita because Giovanni died shortly after Italy was born. It was because of this, that Rome was involved in the children's (mostly Italy's) lives.
A Girl Worth Fighting For - LietBel Warning! This does have a small amount physical abuse, mostly a fight scene. If you don’t like it, don’t read it.More Like This
A wise man once said, "There are fights worth fighting, and there are fights not worth fighting. Wisdom is the ability to decide which is which.” But he goes on to say more, “There are also fights that you can guarantee your victory, and then there are battles where your downfall if imminent. The fool gives up these battles without even starting, and sit back to lazy win the others. But a true warrior will fight to his best of his ability, whether out of respect for the soon to be defeated enemy, or out of desperation to be victorious.”
Lithuania reflected upon these wise words, where was he in all of this, and what could he truly be? Was he the fool, or the warrior? In his past, he was the warrior without a doubt. He fought with his best friend Poland to repel the Teutonic Knights, and build an empire in the eastern slavic world. But
Vampire!Italy-x-Reader-x-Germany: Young Blood Pt1"Who... are you?"More Like This
A young child stood in the woods behind her house, staring up into the bloody red eyes of the man before her. He was tall, looming, with skin white as milk; his hair looked dark brown in the dim shadows cast by the trees. Tiny fang tips protruded over his bottom lip from his mouth. The girl looking up at him was in her pajamas - she had snuck out of through her bedroom window to wander the woods by moonlight. However, the moment she stepped out of sight of the house, she was confronted by the strange man.
She continued to gaze up at him. "Who are you?" She repeated fearlessly. "... I'm Feliciano," the man finally said. His voice was a soft whisper, tossed by the wind, and he had a faint Italian accent. Her large _|e/c|_ eyes blinked. "Why are you out in the woods so late?" She asked curiously.
"I could ask the same to you, bella."
The girl tilted her head to the left; "Are you wandering, too?" "... No, I'm looking for so
Japan-x-Reader - PokeuendoA/N: Only the dirtiest of gamers will get this. *sarcasm sarcasm*More Like This
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"Kiku..." ____ murmured out her best friend's name in a soft voice. The two were sitting out on his back porch, contently staring up at the sky. They had just gotten done with a full-out gaming marathon. The last game of choice: Pokemon, the new Black-White sequels. Having played for at least two hours, ___ and her Japanese friend Kiku Honda were relaxing on traditional cushions with steaming green tea to sip. With a sideways glance of his mysterious and stoic brown eyes, the Asian boy responded with a inquiring: "Hai, ___?"
"... I want... to touch your PokeBalls."
And just like that, poor Kiku choked on his tea. Coughing and sputtering, he looked at ___ in pure shock; "N-nani?!" He asked as he set the cup of tea to the side so he wouldn't drop it. ___ didn't change her expressi
You are Here. GermanyxItalyItaly sighed, staring out the window. He was waiting for Germany to come backMore Like This
There! On the horizon, was the blonde man walking back. He looked tired and
Feliciano ran out of the house, grinning like a maniac.
"Germanyyyyy~" he sang as he got closer to Ludwig. Italy jumped up and
hugged the German enough to make him fall over.
"Italy..." he groaned, standing up, "Stop that." Germany brushed off his pants
and continued on down the road, ignoring the Italian completley.
Italy looked like someone had just stabbed him in the chest.
"G-Germany, what's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing..I'm just tired." Germany explained, opening the door to his house. He
kicked off his boots and shuffled his way to his bedroom.
Italy knocked on the door which Germany had just closed. "C-Can I come in,
Germany?" he whined.
"I don't care!" came the reply, "Just leave me the hell alone!"
Italy opened the door and saw Germany sitting on his bed, his jacket off and
his shirt unbuttoned over his che
Ti Amo, Insegnante -GerIta-Sitting in his German class, Feliciano winced slightly as something hit the back of his head. Turning around, he noticed a scrunched up piece of paper on the floor just behind his chair. Picking up the paper, he turned back around in his seat, unfurled it, and began to read;More Like This
Stop talking so loud when we have to recite the German numbers. It's a complete embarrassment to think that the person, who can be clearly heard above the rest because of his voice-that-refuses-to-break, is a boy. Just because you're a poof, doesn't mean you should drag the rest of the men in the room down with you.
Feliciano sniffled slightly as he heard the sniggering of Arthur Kirkland and Alfred Jones, no doubt the two boys behind the letter. Feliciano had only transferred to the school about two months ago, from Italy. At first, most people had liked him, especially the girls, who thought he was adorable with his high voice, accent and air-head qualities. That was until Arthur and Alfred exp
IcelandxReader:What? Were you expecting something?You stared at your best friend, Sweden, with the biggest 'what the fuck' face you could possibly muster. He had just told you that he bought two countries off of eBay; one was named Iceland and the other was Sealand. He stared right back at you with his super intimidating face. You couldn't help yourself and burst out laughing, patting his shoulder.More Like This
"I don't know why Finland finds that look of yours so scary. You look like you're constipated. It's so fucking funny." You giggle snorted, covering your mouth with one tanned hand.
Sweden continued to gawk at you, making you laugh even harder. Then, a sudden thought struck you like a sack of bricks.
"Hey Sweden, did you ever actually succeed in getting all of Estonia and Latvia from that Poland guy?"
He just shook his head in response.
"Aw dude, that sucks. Can I come over to your place? I'm really interested in meeting the countries you bought."
You were the country of (Name), a small island off the west coast of America, who had sovereign