Hetalia england long hair fanfiction. They were both at fault, and they knew it.
Hetalia england long hair fanfiction England thought long and hard before shouting his answer, a remembering light going off in his head, "Alfred! It must be!" By this time, France's heart France chuckled light heartedly and patted England's untamed hair with a laugh, "Correct, on both accounts She wore a heavy jacket, snow boots, and scarf although it was July and in Virginia. "You can stay there until you can get a long for more than ten minutes without fighting. After serving America breakfast England told him he had to leave for the day and that America was going to have to be a good little boy today and stay out of trouble. Title was too long. The wind rushed through his hair. or possibly Prussia's. He wanted England for love and lust, not just one. Her eyes also looked like his considerably; big and beautiful. They were both at fault, and they knew it. England thinks of all the wrong people have done to him, and so he decides to jump off of a building. He fixed his brown jacket, and his hair. She was wearing a blue jumper, with a denim jumper dress and navy leg warmers over black flats. " For this fictional story, due to the 2010 UK general elections and continued recession, England's health has hit an all-time low. It's in the 5 times plus 1 format and it got a bit long so it's split into two parts. " Victoria said. "He told me my long hair makes me look like a woman. The other one was WTF? 10? She lad lavender hair tied in a ponytail on the side, with a patch of it covering one eye. Cymru = Wales. I nearly saw red. Take it. He had found her, the child playing in the tall golden grass. Amongst the Nations trying to colonize the New World were England and France. Something boiled in the pit of England's stomach. England stared at the male, before returning to his vociferous argument with France. She was also seriously tiny, only adding to how cute she was. I normaly cried into the black gown I found him in. England: *clears throat* Pardon me, but how is this any part of this story of yours? Eugene: Oh yeah, about that. " Hetalia x CountryHumans Crossover For first time, ending up in a magical problem wasn't England's fault, YAOI. England had never reacted to any of France's insults like that. Fandom: Hetalia. It's world war 2, and a certain country isn't feeling up to par. This time England had not bothered coming after them. WARNINGS: contains angst, animal abuse. France bathes them with warm water, cleans his face of grime and blood and then permits England to ease them open. England never even got to lay eyes on the notes that France worked so hard on every week, making it perfect for Arthur. But already the thought was escaping him, because through the window, down by the Ever wonder what it's like if the Hetalia boys had their own kids? Wonder no more! Read about the tales of how the countries got their capitals and their lives together Remix of "In All Thy Sons Command" from England's POV. Please be aware, I do not follow comics at all so any references or information referenced in this story are from the Marvel movies alone. His bright blonde hair now being soaked in the crimson liquid. She had jet black hair with electric blue streaks running through her long hair. "Aye," Allistair replied seriously, still running his fingers through Arthur's hair. Her long black hair is flowing wildly and freely in the wind and brown eyes are quick and focused on the surrounding area. The micro nation Blonde hair slicked. It was a rainy day in London, the chill of the gray weather seeping into the nation's ancient flat. " France muttered to himself. Unbeknownst to England, a blonde long haired man with heart stopping blue eyes was watching him from the shadows of a tall house plant. "Mmm. "Don't stop now, you were doing so She made a gesture with her hand offering England to sit down with her. " He curled up further, into England's arms, dozing off again. He climbs the stairs to get to England, stopping him from jumping he confesses to him that he misses him and that he was sorry for blaming him for everything he's ever done. same thing happen to me, for a few days I hardly ever smiled. Twisting through the trees and branches he could hear his pursuer behind him calling out for He then smirked and used his current position to England's neck to give him a small kiss. UsUk Songfic. His name was France, and he was always sneaking into England's house without the latter knowing. France sighed dreamily as England ran up the stairs to get changed with his new feminine blonde hair fluttering There has to be a real, concrete reason. One shot drabble about England's first pet. Je suis mignon, suis je pas?" England laughed while winking to an imaginary person. Italy x Germany. And England's life just got that much more miserable. I think the feminine look is very sexy. They belong to Noriaki Sugiyama and Hetalia, respectively. Not the damp island of tea lovers itself as a whole of course, but its actual personification, Arthur Kirkland. " America stuttered with a shaky voice. He looked up to see America's saddened face. England's head comes to rest on America's shoulder. T for Teen for future non explicit sexy times, England as a character is of course not mine. His eyes drifted over the words written on the page and his brow furrowed; this was what England had been reading? Her body was barely holding together, bones clearly seen through sickly skin, hair limp and lifeless, wounds and scars covered her entire form. Warning: Yaoi hints and pervy-ness. 0. Based on the game Ditzy Dice by Blushing Defeat. England's gets an unexpected visit from a family member and America is all too eager to hear about this person's past, especially if it involves his aloof mentor but soon the rest of England's family want to get in of the picture nad cause chaos. France also loves England, but unsure how to show "him. Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Friendship - England/Britain - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,391 emerald eyes, and messy blonde hair. Notes: August has been very productive in the fruk server, ENGLAND X READER. " The Englishman stared at his younger counterpart for a long moment as the American just stared back with wide eyes. You rolled on to your side and started running your fingers through your boyfriend's hair. America sauntered over to his seat, and smiled brightly. England cocked his head and looked at the tiny hut. meanwhile in the kitchen. "I'm so sorry. The other girl looked about 5 or 6 years old with long black hair and a pink hibiscus clip, keeping her bangs on one side out of her face. England finished up quickly and hurried out to keep an eye on the little girl Nation wandering about outside. Please England, oblivious to the attention is the most wanted Nation, person-wise. Rated: Fiction M - English - Humor/Drama - England/Britain, Norway, Mexico, Romania - Chapters: 6 - Words: 7,030 somewhat brown skin and his slightly long hair was a clear expression of his flag. He wasn't doing this because of England. Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Words: 1,536 To her, their long hair was the only thing that connected them as twins, Anime/Manga Hetalia - Axis Powers. Serious fic, by the way, so sorry to those of you who wanted fluff. But I soon relized I would never be able to change what I am going to call 2P England Oliver, and 1P England Arthur so there is no confusion. Italy, Germany, England/Britain, OC - Chapters: 3 They knew that he preferred having his hair long but they didn't know the reason Note: I have been wanting to write an Captain America/Hetalia crossover for two months. "My dear, we are to enter a brand new century. I imagine this one won't be long when all is said and done. He felt England stiffen, he took this as a good sign and gave another few fleeting kisses around the Brit's neck, making his way up and giving his lips a slightly longer kiss. He choked. "That bloody idiot. No Archive Warnings Apply; America & Canada (Hetalia) America (Hetalia) Canada (Hetalia) England (Hetalia) warning for non graphic child death that doesn take ~~This is my first Hetalia fic, so please read it and if anything is incorrect, let me know. Tags. (not to mention that the movie will be mentioned in this chappie) That's why. Australia wondered vaguely what he had done with his old leather Several people who had heard what France had said to England were very shocked. Arthur looked at him, one eyebrow raised. With that, Sealand darted past England with a face as bright as a tomato. " His voice faded long after his eyes closed. Warnings: Pure fluffiness. Finally, Virginia stepped up and opened the door a crack. Language: English Words: 534 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 2 Kudos: 3 England (Hetalia) Romance; Angst; Angst and Fluff and Smut; oh that's a nifty tag; [USUK America Birthday Fic] Language: English Words: 18,809 Chapters: 3/3 Comments: 8 Kudos: 101 Bookmarks: 14 Hits: 1,700; Oblivion Greets them Afterwards, England was cleaning up and had allowed America to go venture outside. The nation had almost not noticed the girl, because her hair was nearly the same shade, as her short stature had nearly hidden her entirely from view. England laughed a laugh that sounded close to Russia's. However, it hadn't been morning for a few hours now. Read TouchHeart (England x Reader) from the story Hetalia x Reader LONG oneshots by ViidGame (P3nny) with 11,573 reads. You see, the meeting had let out early, and as soon as they had seen the night sky, they had all agreed to just lay on the grass and relax. England was sure he would never get used to America's growth spurt. He must have gone off to steal more resources and such. I had no idea why, until I realized that England was probably England back in the time of Arthur and the Druids and stuff, and he had lost all that magic as he grew older. I only own this story. "I'm ok. granted he was quit shocked but he soon shrugged it off. England of course gets off first and you notice his eye for a brief Anime/Manga Hetalia - Axis Powers. You see the brown ship finally come to a stop at the docks. Francis lowered his hands and grabbed his coat hanging next to the door; he ran to his desk and retrieved a blue ribbon with which he swiftly used to tie his shoulder length hair behind him in a ponytail. Escapism has been going strong for America since the 30's - When he found himself feeling aimless in a way he didn't know one Alfred, a student in a London University, has a strong mindset that Love exists as more than a hormone, and that everyone is entitled to love and be loved. Per request. Frowning he let his eyes wander further taking in the smaller more dainty nose, the rose coloured lips, slender jaw line and narrow shoulders not that there was much difference there. reader, onset, norway. Not France. :D I also don't own Old Spice. " Arthur jolted. "Everything I know and grew up with is all in the 19th century. Rated: Fiction K - English - England/Britain, Come to think of it, England was always alone, wasn't he? I wonder if he is still alone now. To clear up any confusion: Albion = England. Anime/Manga Hetalia - Axis Powers. "Indeed ma'am. England brushed off the snow that piled the rock next to the tree and sat down. While coming up the stairs, the slicing sound stopped and he heard a clatter, as if England didn't want him to see something. It's just daddy!England haha. . Arthur bit his lip, before squeezing his eyes tightly shut, expecting the pain that was sure to come as soon as his brother would reach him. Nothing like France. 0? Wales: Yeah, and being twins really opens up new doors. It kinda implies that England has been around that long, reading it again – that's Anime/Manga Hetalia - Axis Powers. She quietly moves around the large trees and crouches down among the bushes to hide her form. England's hand slipped down along his body and to his boxers, where it fondled his growing erection through his boxers. He felt the slimy tongue taste and lick him, leaving a long gooey trail of saliva onto America. She has fallen in love with France, but is afraid to tell him because of his reaction. France liked to think that he, erm she, was winking at a pretend version of him. Disclaimer: I do not own the song or Hetalia. " Maria's hair shortened and her grey streak was gone. " England wanted to slap himself for his stupidity—why'd he have to start up this Cuddly England. I hope you enjoy it anyway! Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya and only him! Cherry Blossom Petals in Your Hair Percy Jackson and the Olympians and Hetalia - Axis Powers crossover fanfiction archive with over 67 stories. England: Ah, I see now. Aldrich liked keeping his hair untouched by anyone out of fear of what they might do to it. And he wore glasses. "Oui, you are very cute Angelterre. He looked a lot like France, in fact, only younger and more prone to hiding. " Victoria sighed. etc. "Oui oui, nothing new, merci. It's that time of year again: the 4th of July is rolling around. It didn't take long for the Irishman to show up. England hesitated, but eventually agreed to hang back. He couldn't go on with the meetin with his older brother here and why was his brother here. He looped as he went by his statue. There has to be a real, concrete reason. After waiting a few more minutes, just to be sure, Allistair texted Seamus. 1558 England's fingers start absently playing with the hair at the back of Romano's neck, unbeknownst to the Englishman, this small action was deepening the blush on the others face. Francois groans, "he's in the damn kitchen. The personifications of England and France were dysfunctional couple who wanted to claim the lands for themselves so the two had set sail for it not too long ago. After that, no one was allowed to touch her hair, save for herself. "Feliciano, Feliciano, let down your long hair!" England stalked the grounds, trying to find a good place to read and he did, by an old bare tree that bent over the hill leading to the groundskeepers hut. Romano sucked in a deep breath, well if I can't tell him, maybe I could show him. He had come all the way from his house to see him, and he wanted England to come to his house for a visit. "At least England loves me" he said with, somehow, hope in his voice. If only that crush knew what he This created such an uproar that the insolent barber was subsequently fired. He got into fistfights, he defaced England's property, he killed the neighbor's cat. This fic was inspired by a picture that I saw in a youtube video. Follow/Fav Never Mind the Economy, Here's a Motorbike. Oliver almost had to jog to keep up with Arthur's longer legs and he clung desperately his new father's wet hand. "You think I care about your weak excuse of a brother? Howdy everyone! I've recently become a Hetalia geek, and I had this idea for a one-shot. He had them sent to England's Prime Minister, who filled them out and sent them back here. She wisheso. He would swear on his pride. I do not own Hetalia, make no profit, etc. , Dani, America, Canada - Chapters: 5 - Words: 2,037 Stood a few feet behind them was a man in a long, "Well, for us well we are doing well! Today before I came I was with my brother Romano! We cooked some food together for our friends!" Romano awkwardly nudged Feliciano as if theres some thing private that he cant say out loud. England had shireked in horror. England pointed his wand and Portugal and repeated "Factus iuvenis. So when he meets a male Her blonde hair was sprawled out every which way, long blonde eyelashes bound elegantly together to cover her beautiful emerald eyes. Summary: England calls on old friends to help. The other three men were his generals and right hand man. I wonder where she came from? England thought, gently fingering a strand of her hair. His love, he didn't just want England in that way. "Well, it certainly took someone long enough. "But none of that matters now. How Chinese Communism works for the entire first year). "Alistair!" "It's your fate, England. " "Nonsense" England replied. "Please, Dad. Loegria = Old Welsh name for England. He didn't expect to be revealed by accident. I don't want to make it sound like I'm an amateur at this, but then I don't want the characters incorrect. Her long ginger hair flowed gently in the cool night breeze as the girl looked around, desperately searching for the way back to the small village that she lived in. Italy had long brown hair tied up in a ponytail. Follow/Fav Amnesia. France tries to warn her but she doesn't listen, causing Punk/Pirate England to come out. But I must tell this story to tell my next. It took a great deal of keeping it at its long, well-groomed length just passing his shoulders. Nothing Good. She wore a stoic face, kind of annoyed. English is not my mother language and neither is French, any constructive criticism is appreciated. "But your fate can't be changed, my little one. North/Ireland: 7. "Ve~ Germany, don't be upsetti, have some spaghetti~" Italy chimed, handing a plate of pasta over to his long-time crush. I realize that some of these sentences are either too short or too long to be grammatically correct, but when you're drunk or in pain (or both) then you don't care so much, now do you? So on with it. Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, I just own an unhealthy devotion to France as a nation and its history. She was carrying a small leather bag, and in it were several different types of herbs and flowers. England went to the baking aisle and got the ingredients for scones. "I am too old for the 20th century. The nations looked at each other with puzzled expressions. He closed his eyes as he remembered England's sad look whenever their meetings end, his nostalgic look whenever he sees him and his sad smiles as he looked at the sky. And the Frenchman didn't push them away, he just let them try. Pretty standard stuff, tongue in cheek humor, country stereotypes ahoy! After Alfred's death, Letting his eye's wander he noticed that his short and unruly hair was now long and redder then before, reaching a hand behind his back he felt how long his hair was, just at his hips. Warnings: Constructive criticism doesn't mean hate or gratuitous insults, so please: don't like, don't read. England: What? Wales: We can prank them!!!!! plisss! England: So, you want me to come to the meeting right now and say that I was late, then go to my usual spot, and get confused when I see England 2. It takes longer if you have to take two swipes to get through the thick hair to take the head all the way off, after all. Philippines + Hetalia Ch. Discaimer: Axis Powers Hetalia, Hetalia: Axis Powers and Hetalia World Series and all its characters belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya and team, whom I am in no way affiliated with. Once she was gone the brothers gazed at the spot their mother had just been. This time, England just didn't feel like getting into an argument and actually hoped nobody would bother him until the conference ends which might take a while considering Germany seemed too busy arguing with America and won't be yelling order back to the room for a long while. Throwing the thoughts of other nations aside and just focusing on his lovely England. And Red England is enough of a bastard to take advantage of it. Come flying mint bunny. She had long, straight hair, that was the same color as Flying Mint Bunny's fur. Anyways, just England's musings on the similarities between I'm back with another attempt at Hetalia. Enjoy! The nations all lay under the stars, simply enjoying each other's company for once. Soon enough they were given a break and America took this opportunity to grab England's hand and he dragged him Very slight US/UK, but that's definitely what I'm angling towards. America cried out, delusional with pleasure, and arched his back again, begging England to continue. Waltzing over to him, he sneered. Translations from SakiWatari (Youtube). "Stop. he asked with a smile. Scotland watched his brother leave and then leaned back in England is female, but has been hiding this fact for centuries. What England doesn't know, is italy sees his TRUE problem. Francis flipped his hair. He was like 'dude, if I wasn't wearing my glasses, I'd totally think there was a random chick in the meeting room! Your hair is so frickin' girly, bro!" Yao's voice is almost a whisper. Colonial Fem! AmericaxPossessive England! Sorry it took so long :) Real life stuff first. He looked like a little boy waiting while his parents went to get his birthday present from the It's not too long until pale fingers find their selves wandering through the uncharted confines of Portugal's long curly brown hair- he plucks the ribbon loose, letting the locks fall forward, framing Portugal's face- hiding their kiss from any rude onlookers- not that it A quick look at the hunter shows that it is a woman. Tuaisceart = North The year was 987 AD and a young girl was lost in a forest. Arthur shifted a little in his seat, restless and excited. Wrinkling his nose at the smell, he moved over to the bed. Kanata. After he felt England's warm breath leave his lips. "Ve~England has long hair?" Veniciano asked, Romano, Wales and England mentally faced palmed, except Wales, who actually faced palmed. Turning around, England walked to the door and stopped to turn around once again. Economical problems causes England to think outside of the box, capturing Italy to get some money out of Germany. Mes ami, England suis le attrracti One of the soldiers was now gone, the other aiming a gun into the dark shadows of the alley were they sat. ' With deft hands and expert precision, France clips China's hair into sections and heats His fingers brush against England's hair and skin as he unwinds the bandages, and they pull away from his closed eyes sticky with fluid that England would rather not think about. "Mum?!" Scotland, here because he wants to annoy England and badger him about independence, exclaims in shock. I had the classic green Kirkland eyes; only mine were an even deeper green than England's. Please review, follow and I assume Queen Elizabeth and England are a popular pairing. Farewell, England. " England squeezed him tighter, his gaze drifting up to meet France's eyes. England refused to leave Alfred's side until he was better. England was waiting impatiently for the younger nations to get here. America was always found in a white dress during his colony days. Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Danny F. Open up!" a very British voice called through the door when at first neither sister moved to open the door. Otherwise known as the fic where England has pink hair and a tongue ring and America's who looked uncharacteristically worried as he spoke about the capital of his long This time, it's a woman with fiery red hair in wild curls wearing an ancient Celtic outfit. Maybe talking to someone will make me sleepy. It was a drawing of young England leading a unicorn through a forest and it made me really sad for some reason. She used a wig, (America didn't want to cut her hair) and she did have a deep voice (it was England pressed his body against the door and spoke through it, hesitantly. Please review while you're at it! I'll love you, and get to my next fic even faster! :---England was a father. I admit that it wasn't the best plan we could come up with, but it worked to the point that we had him in our custody and then everything went wrong when we told him that there is a book about him. This will surely solve the problem and with Italy being so weak it's sure to be easy. Feliciano's hair would serve as means for the warlock to exit and enter the tower. Her hair had changed color, to a light brown shade. Craziness ensues. Around her neck was a stone necklace that changed colour with every type of magic she used, with a matching ring on her right hand. Now thinking about it, he's never met the groundskeeper. This one stars England and Sealand with minor cameos from He looked like England, mainly with the eyebrows but the hair, eyes, and smile England had to remind himself on how to breathe. . He would never tell France, but the doctor always took the notes. It shows that you are fertile. She (yes it's a girl) has long, flowing hair, skin that is the right shade of tan, and black pearls for eyes. Outside, a man with blond hair and thick eyebrows stood on the doorstep. And that was quite the promise for the gentleman. Norway brushed his hair back behind his ear, so he could see Iceland better. England turns up to a meeting in full punk mode. TouchHeart Engl Wanted to do my own 12 Days of Kinkmas. Follow/Fav Diaries Of The Nations. "Why don't you grow your hair out?" You fiddled some more with his golden locks as his expression England made a mental note to give the maids a raise, for maintaining both the place and himself. Today was no exception, and it looked like he was being rewarded for his efforts as he watched England sing to Adele. Anyways, at the moment, England was in the middle of his many attempts at maiming- or possibly killing- America. Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Fantasy - England/Britain, America - Chapters: 10 - Words: The kingdom of Britannia's long awaited heir was finally here and there was a celebration. I'm much different from back then. America takes a moment to curse the snow before he shifts his position so that he and England are not longer facing each other, but are sitting side by side. "Feliciano, Feliciano, let down your long hair!" England POV. Rated: Fiction M - English - Friendship/Romance - N. No. "France!" Alfred yelled. " With that said, England walked out the door and slammed it behind him, leaving a room of confused and slightly disturbed nations. England continued to cry watching as his mother faded away. Dani flew past him going the other way. England stiffened at the voice, his sobbing dying down in his throat. America moved his hand and touched the I'll be back soon so behave you two" England gave a quick wave and walked out of the meeting room and headed for the elevator that lead to the part of the building that served as a hotel. Wales: Lloegr!!! England: Sorry Cymru. ;) Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Romance - [America, England/Britain] France other guys were trying to make moves on England. This is my first fan fiction. 0 After his amazing day he was anticipating England's arrival soon and was excited to tell him all about his day. Sick of amusing himself – not to mention cleaning up England's messy house alone – France was putting the boot in. Where are my two boys England: What? Wales: We can prank them!!!!! plisss! England: So, you want me to come to the meeting right now and say that I was late, then go to my usual spot, and get confused when I see England 2. And Japan's eyes actually looked brighter. Enjoy! Oh, and I always like feedback, so if you'd be so kind as to review that would be Anime/Manga Hetalia - Axis Powers. Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - France, England/Britain - Words: 925 - Reviews: Feliciano smiled even more than usually and Yao tried his best to flick his long hair sexily whenever Francis was looking. It also means that you'll be in it. But will England hold out long enough? Rated k! No warnings except for fluffiness. I honestly don't know why I never got on board with it before. Rated M . By: To bad some emotional distress causes it to come out unintentionally. England smiled a bit at this, but it didn't last long. He soon fell asleep –dreaming of his soon to be lover- with one final thought on his mind. On the ground beneath the three was a young man. England is female, but has been hiding this fact for centuries. 1 "Bonsoir England!" France smiles as he opens the door to one of them catches America's eye. Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Family/Angst - England/Britain, America, Russia, Canada - Words: Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia The only differences were the fact his blood red hair was slightly longer than his adult self, Before long, Arthur succumbed to sleep. "I'll be back soon besides I have cupcakes baking," with that said the pink hair Brit went off to get his 1p and cupcakes. "Whoa, Portugal was hot back then?" America murmured. They were almond-shaped and fairly large surrounded by unnaturally long and thick lashes. "Bad?" he asked quietly. "No one asked your opinion Ireland. They called her a rule breaker, unreasonable, and the Arabs had called her worse: words she did not feel necessary to repeat. It was a painful ride, America decided, as he used his free arm to touch England's hair. Gaul = Old name for France. " England mumbled something incoherent and shifted his position a little, resting comfortably against America's chest. Romano had shoulder-length dark-brown hair that looked like f_ing silk. " England replied. Japan's hair got a few inches longer, but the nation's stature was somewhat shorter. Upon staying there, they couldn't even find the personification of the nation which was odd. It's not a very beautiful day, but in England it never is. Semi-historical, as in mentions events. So he followed the sound, which was repeating itself over and over, and soon came to England's room. He was once again alone. This is basically going to become a series of events throughout England's life. "Come here," America says, and pulls England against his side. "R-really?" England asked with a voice barely above a whisper. However, England didn't have a long time to ponder as America's grip tightened. England was out of breath his short legs were not going to carry him for much longer and he knew he needed to find a hiding place or better still one of the many traps he had set out. " I am going to reupload this so this version will no longer be edited) Rated: T - English - Family/Friendship - Chapters: 5 - Words: 4,753 England had told him he wished for them to become one nation. "I-I'm sorry, but he was sitting on my brother," America defended. " As soon as he had left the room, Prussia scooted into his chair, and glanced down at the open book. Hungary finally decided to put her long hair in a ponytail, to keep it away from her face as she trained vigorously and fought for her country. England, who had just wanted to have a happy life with his brothers forever, never knew why they turned on him. Behind him stood two more blonds, one with longer hair, and the other looking very much like America. "France, Spain and I got so annoyed with England that we decided that we're going to kidnap Harry Potter in the hope that he will tell England that he hates him. "Yo He asked, serious. To when he was but a young child and when he and his brothers lived together at one point, under the care of a woman who looked very much like England except her hair was longer, to her lower back and she wore a long blue, short-sleeve dress with a brown satchel and holster around her waist and she wore a pair of leather, Celtic boots. Story set two weeks after "Changes - America/Canada. She was wearing a tank top and shorts along with flip flops. " America croaked, his hands twisting into the fabric of England's uniform. The two nations quickly looked at each other before starting into a sprint over to her. England stared after him in surprised shock for a long while before his fingers flexed over his cup. England feels worse the closer it comes to America's birthday. " After a night of drinking, France goes to England's house to confess his feelings. Soon, it became about more than winning England's attention, it became a way of life. By: mafuyu no dance. It's because there'll be some spells and wizardry in this Hetalia story. The tower only had one way in, one way out; the window on the top floor. England: Ok England 2. Shoving her shoes on, her long gold locks seemed to get in her makeup ridden face. Her hair was put up in buns, and her sleeves were the classic Chinese-style: too long, coming over the hands. America, oblivious to this, wants to invite England to his party. Really, I own nothing but the words. We like our hair very long -' '- Like a woman's hair, no?' 'What? No! I thought you'd understand! No, no, long hair shows that you are a man. First there was that Grindelwald fellow that England had to bear with, then Voldemort came in, should've died, but nooooooo, he had to use Harry Potter's blood to come back fully alive. The nation thought they would have figured out soon. Your destiny. He was going to see her and he was going to try and save her. I was 'secret weapon' has he said, England POV. He wrapped his arms around England's neck, burying one hand in his hair and pulling at the roots as though his life depended Feliciano's hair was a lovely auburn colour, and ever so soft to the touch. "Britain!" When this failed to elicit a response from his eldest brother, Australia turned to more drastic measures. She also wears a red skirt and a white "It's been a long time since we saw each other Japan, do want to go Alright, so I thought that I would give a series a shot. I don't own Hetalia or Danny Phantom. The hair also served another purpose. In this moment he wondered how he ended up on his knees, with America sitting in his chair in front of the Brit, his jeans open and hand in his hair. He actually seemed genuinely upset. "Well it's been a while. 'Soon he will be mine and no Follow/Fav Hetalia: England's a Girl! By: Read more to find out what happens between the two. " There was silence before England heard faint ruffle of sheets and soon America opened the door to stand face to face with his care taker. And we'll start it off with Rome's invasion of Britannia! Character ages: England: 2. "Yup!" America said happily. It was rather longer, and his eyes were lavender rather than green. But nonetheless, maybe a short walk would help clear her clouded thoughts. He still is, isn't he? He looked at Tony. He frowned and stormed after them with a sense of irritation taking life in the pit of his stomach. Accompanying her is a woman with long, platinum blonde hair in clothes one would find on someone from the ancient area of Kievan Rus. or France's. Now is the time to hunt her targets. " I wanted to be sure you were alright. Takes place on that island the Allies and Axis got trapped on during ww2. In fact, when Norway got a better look through the developing snow storm, he realized that Iceland had black hair. She scrambled across her room; still groggily drunk; and grabbed her jacket off the hook she hung on her vintage-themed wall. Spamano, FrUk, gen!flip, slice-of-life. America grinned a huge, boisterous smile at England. That's Procter&Gamble. xxxxXXXxxxx. He smiled and pushed some hair out of England's eyes, saying quietly with a small, sad smile "Poor dear, Bye for now, be back with another fic soon~ Favorite : Story Author Follow He was wearing green, and cradling a pint of beer, his red hair was not as violent as his brother insult wasn't as bad as usual either, as usually as soon as he saw England he tried to punch him, demanding that he gave back what belonged to him, meaning of course northern Ireland, or his marvelous hat. "Tony, I left England a long time ago. Concerned, Italy pushed open the door, or more, flung it open, and spotted England sitting on a bed. England takes a long look in the mirror. Once more, the world had rallied against Israel, and the woman felt it down to her core. England sighed as he drew out his mobile phone, the cute Hello The wind rushed through his hair. England wasn't sure who drifted off to sleep first, him or France, France with his fingers still curled in England's hair, England with his head still in France's lap. By: The Ancients know that the nations need to get along and decide to lend a hand. England wasn't having a good day. Implied Ameripan. "E-England. Alfred chuckled softly. " "I don't want fate like this!" Voice laughed. No way in hell was he going to lose America to a little kid. " "Oh, Yao," Ivan murmurs. Not usually a fanfic writer, but this little plot-bunny wouldn't leave me be no pun intended. England was cold. And I have finally done so XD. "Oh Iggy you have no idea how happy that makes me! I love you too! I have for as long as I can remember. England grabbed a shopping cart, knowing that this wasn't going to be the only meal America had during his (chances are) long stay. Everyone wants to date the cute, golden hair, forest-emerald green eyed Hetalia - Axis Powers - Rated: T - English - Humor/Romance - Chapters: 1 His emerald eyes were still open, now they were dull. England stalked the grounds, trying to find a good place to read and he did, by an old bare tree that bent over the hill leading to the groundskeepers hut. somewhat conceited god with blond hair and blue eyes, who sometimes goes by "Fred. "Just stop fighting. America flies to England, and sees England ready to jump. " The energetic country exclaimed. So he DID do it on purpose! The blue eyed nation shoved his hands in his pockets and looked up to the sky. America could take care of herself, and had long before England had been there –long before Rome even. Follow/Fav Capelli, Cabello, Chevelure, and Hair. Cold blue eyes that had seen so much blood it would make a grown man scream. He hadn't liked that the other brothers soon made a game out of torturing the poor youngest son, who would cry and run to dear Scotland, only to be struck down again. Wales: 4. WorldXEngland fic. " The rest of the room groans too and with that Oliver got up. She also does not own America, England, France, or any of the characters from Hetalia. "I am a girl! I will explain later!" England shouted, but not loud enough for the BTT to hear. , Dani, America, Canada - Chapters: 5 - Words: Stood a few feet behind them was a man in a long, Holy shit, hey guys. England was going to ask, but then his older brother Scotland walked in. Follow/Fav Why Fiction K+ - English - Angst - England/Britain - Words: 4,862 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 51 - Follows: 10 foreign and more like politics, really. England took a seat next to her. By: Ze Awesome Prussian. OoOoOo. "I say that we blame England!" France cried. For the first time in a long time England In this, their hair was cut short so as not to impede the efficiency of la Guillotine. When England nodded America grinned and hugged him. 0 Feliciano's hair was a lovely auburn colour, and ever so soft to the touch. "Its like I'm living in the 12th fucking century!" England fumed as he pulled on a long-sleeved shirt "Shall I go out and milk the cow now, or draw water from the fucking well?" "That idiot!" England growled, getting up and storming off to the bathroom. I haven't been in bed with anyone for" He paused to think, and felt a slight depression come over him. Russia's hair was waist-long and the childish smile almost looked believable with that face. ' 'Oh my god. To make it worse, England couldn't kill him, due to Tom Marvolo Riddle being his own citizen. Non-slash. Read Review Whatever You know England is about to arrive from his voyage again. Reviews/constructive critique welcomed. I own nothing. Even in the heavy rain and melodic wind he could hear the clatter of the other's boots, clearly getting closer. My silvery-white hair grew a few inches past my jaw and was layered and choppy. Suddenly, Russia and England came careening around the corner. It was snuggling, almost, but America was a hero and couldn't think of England that way. England was dead, he must be dead already. With some heavy US x UK at the end hurrrrr. Her eyes were a brighter emerald green. " England explained, when Veniciano, accidentally knocked into England, getting her wig off in the process. She was unsure if she could do this much longer. England whined, causing a smirk to come to the sadistic nation's face. "And he was laughing like it was the funniest thing ever. Rated: Fiction M - English - Chapters: 2 - Words: 5,272 He ran his hand through his hair. Rome tsked and shook his head. Let's just say France has a thing for people cutting his hair. ' 'No need to be so defensive. I Don't Own Charaters or Hetalia! Chapter 1. Farewell, Arthur Kirkland. How did the nations not figure out that America was a female? That was the real question. Iceland was frail, his hair was darker than normal. Holy shit, hey guys. Instead of a thing line of hair above the eye, Her long blond hair, who's color looked almost identical to Britain's, flowed down to the bottom-half of her back. Here's a new oneshot! This took a pretty long time too (atleast by my standards) so please enjoy it! And no, this is not an mpreg. Another young man did not look much like England at all, aside from the light hair color. By: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - England/Britain, France, Monaco - Chapters: 5 - Words: Many guys have long hair, and mine isn't even shoulder-lenght!" Matthew defended his mane. England starts to shiver, the cold winter air doing nothing to help. One of her hands securely wrapped around her France gives England a pity blow after finding out about his abysmal sex life. Different people react different ways to different hair styles. He cursed at himself and picked up his phone, he thought about going through emails but his motivation for work had long dispersed. My first PrusEng fic as well as my first crack ship in Hetalia. Heat surged through America's body. At least half the world never acts on them. But now that he thought about it, today was supposed to be another treacherous hot day and it might make his hair look dreadful. Follow/Fav No Longer a Secret. That's when America and Germany ran in with the clothes messed up and there hair. Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor - America, Canada - Chapters: 4 - Words: 4,951 If she wanted people to interrogate her about her longer hair he refused to step in. Russia had a gun slung over his shoulder, his heavy scarf swinging damply in the wind, England's unkempt hair now matted and wet. The problem he's been trying to hide for so long. Both recieve some advice from their siblings: in America's Anime/Manga Hetalia - Axis Powers. America x england To his horror and relief, it was. At England's hiccuping Scotland reached out pulling his smaller brother into his arms and let his other two brothers cling to him as they mourned once again for their mother. A long while. "Maska. Follow/Fav All of him. By: Chibi-spork. Scotland: 10. Prussia takes something of England's without permission which England doesn't appreciate very much. Sometime during the night someone had draped a blanket over France's bare legs and England's torso, leaving his face uncovered, the tiny wings leaving a shimmer of glitter behind. On a motorbike. The skies are gray, a storm surely close by. America glanced past Belarus to see England nervously inching toward him, but America quickly waved them away, not wanting England to get needlessly stabbed. France and America come and help out. England held up the potion as if it was a special item in the Legend of Zelda games. Germany sighed in defeat and slumped in his seat. Follow/Fav On Second Thought an England Sick Fic. Many of her scars from over the years were gone, except for the one on her eye. " Arthur felt rapid blow of the wind and soon he realized that person, which owned this voice, was gone. In human form, she had long orange hair like spun amber she kept in a braid and wore the robes of a Nordic noblewoman, with a few telltale scales around her face and two prominent copper-orange dragon horns. Wales: Forgiven Cymru 2. The rain started to come down heavier and Arthur soon found himself pushing and shoving his way through the crowd, his pant legs soaked and his hair dripping additional ice drops onto his drowned shirt. Since when had England been so pissed off by France calling him the black sheep of Europe? France was even more shocked than the rest of the rest of the nations. By: scotchietape19. 'Soon she will be gone and a new chapter will begin' this the only conscious thought that drifted through the nations mind. Translations listed at the end. Norway bent down to the distressed, unconscious, body of Iceland. mmmd fjn ukok wosxv khdhlr sikeh icrcfs qnlirao bxs zbszcv