Baltic Stories

This is a Stalker!Hetalia x Reader book! I hope you enjoy. (I just want to say that the first bunch of chapters are BAD AND POORLY WRITTEN AND I APOLOGIZE. I AM CURRENT...

i have murdered my parents in cold blood and disposed of their bodies in an abandoned soviet government provided worker apartment building on floor 2 hidden behind the 5...

For me it is more than a word or a place. It's home. Not the place where I live, just home.

Estonia is a 17 year old boy that goes to the European Highschool and has a part time job as a waiter. Recently some new students were transferred to the school but what...

A FanFic about Russia and the Baltic States. This is no Love Story! This is Disclaimed: The plot was a friends suggestion and the characters are not mine nor the photo...

the moon has come for her son after hundreds of years of waiting what will happen when he finally meets her.

Requested by CoralJay from deviantART for a Baltic Trio one-shot. Goes along with the companion fic to a fic based on a RP I haven't put into writing yet. Was meant to b...

Yes, right! This is a book of poems that I made for each characters of Hetalia. I hope ya'll like them all!

One day you fall through thin-air, right into a world meeting, then passing out. When you wake up, you are greeted with a ton of good-looking guys and with no memory fro...

Visit Mediterranean Yacht Charter for France Yacht Charter. The most popular ports are Nice, Cannes, St Tropez, Ville France, Antibes, Cap Ferrat, and Monaco. Most peopl...

Sealand struggles with depression and being accepted. Will he ever be accepted by the others? Probably not, but he still is gonna try. Based off a headcanon.

"When gods make demands of men, even the spring tides dare not bar their way." Bryn Thorn, a descendant of Thor, is given a task by Tyr, god of the Wild Hunt...

Here in Monopoly lies a rather... sketchy avenue- Baltic Avenue. An avenue where drug dealers, prostitutes, and drunks are rampant- with no intent of doing anything oth...

an original thang