DenNor - The ToymakerDenmark-x-NorwayThe Toymaker A loud Dane by the name of Mathias lived above and owned a magical shop. It wasn't really enchanted, but the front display made from perfectly carved wooden toys and a rainbow of bright, glittery colours drew young children to the window as though some sort of spell had been flung upon them. Each little toy soldier or doll with glass eyes had their own little quirk, giving them a uniqueness and a breath of life. Mathias' creations were hailed as the best toys in Denmark, and he was more than proud of that recognition, and made sure to tell every soul who entered his little shop about his success. However, as the years flew by, the cocky Danish toy maker began to see less and less people waltz through the door. He sat on a wobbly stool every day and tapped the tips of his fingers against the dark wood of his counter in anticipation. His sapphire eyes would eagerly ogle the bron
BRAND NEW CONTESTSUP MY HOMIES?! I have a brand spanking new contest for you~!Recently, a few people have been gaining interest in the 'Fangirks'. By a few people I mean like 3 or something XD but seriously, I wanted to see just who would put a little time aside and have a little fun with the 'Fangirks'. So, I along with the other fangirks, :iconAuro-sya: & :iconAzureKit: we are holding a contest that accepts ALL FORMS OF MEDIA that uses at least one of the 'The Fangirks' as the main focus.GET TO THE PRIZES FIRST!All prizes can be about any character from Hetalia you like, but we do ask politely that if you win that you do not request 2p characters as not all of us are comfortable with writing for them yet. Nyotalia you will have to discuss with us personally through notes.1st Place A 3 part story (Featuring your OC if you like) from :iconUraharaSteph:A 3 part story, a oneshot, 2 lemons, a drawing, a new icon and 2 cr
Camp Hetalia: The TourNorway: "If you are reading this, that means you are going to Camp Hetalia. ...Lucky you... It also means your tour guide is UraharaSteph. Please, call her Urahara or Miss Stephanie. Whatever makes you feel more comfortable but still shows her some sort of respect. not that she deserves respect"Hello, lucky campers. My name is UraharaSteph. What? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'VE NEVER HEARD OF ME?! Everyone has heard of me. I am the one who wrote those amazing things; Seven minutes in Hetalia Heaven, Sweden X Reader Silent poetry and England X Reader (lemon) Tranquillity. If you haven't even read those, get to my gallery or else I won't even let you step a toe into this camp!I'm totally not advertising or anything like that.I'm the Grandpa Rome of Hetalia Fanfiction at this camp you'll be staying at, meaning I love sex, food, sleeping, fighting and writing. It's no reference to me being 19 and practically old, no-way! However, you have not come here to listen to me chatter on,
MEME'S!For updates and a fun Question and Answer time look here for more information http://uraharasteph.deviantart.com/journal/Important-Updates-Stories-Contest-ComiCon-Q-A-328584924! You are also very welcome to leave any questions you have in the comments of this journal entry too.(By Auro-Sya & Punkstar738)List 10 Hetalia characters in a random order1) Sweden2) England3) France4) Lithuania5) Prussia6) Denmark7) Norway8) Italy9) Spain10) SwitzerlandYou wake up to find  sitting next to your bed.Steph: *rubs eyes and wakes up to find-* "Prussia! What are you doing here?"Prussia: *Groggily* "Shush frau, your voice is going threw me."Steph: "Prussia, what are you doing in bed with me?"Prussia: "Heh.. Kese-... kesesese... I don't even know. I thought this was Sara's bed."Steph: "... You're in the wrong country for that."After dealing with that, you go to get dressed and ready for your day ー only to have  invade your room and choose your clothes f
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This job as a radio operator can bite my ass. I truly wanted to be off in Europe doing more important work than sitting at a desk all day with a whole bunch of other women. In a cramped room with small fans that did nothing to keep the heat out. Men here had the freedom of showing more skin than us girls, so it was common for someone nearby to faint from the summer temperature. Yet we continued to suffer in this hellhole for the money to support ourselves."Ello?"I sighed, someone just had to call me. The one person in this place who was ready to flip some tables over and burn this place to the ground. "What do you want?"The man cleared his throat, "Miss, I have a very important message for Alfred F. Jones, whom I presume to be your boss.""Your name, sir?""Arthur Kirkland.""Sorry, he won't be speaking with anyone for a while." Calmly I sat filing my nails as if I was talking on the phone with my mother."E-excuse me?! I said this message was
Female!Prussia x Reader-Jello MythsFemale!Prussia x Reader-Eating Jello Does /NOT/ Make Your Hair Grow Faster______________________________________________________________________________Crack and the disproof of an old wives tale.______________________________________________________________________________[At your house.]"Maria, you came!" You exclaimed happily after swallowing another bite of jello. In the doorway of your room stood your awesome best friend holding a bunch of grocery bags."Of course I did! It vould of been UNavesome of me not to, after all.~""Did you bring the goods?""Vat do these look like to you? A bunch of big, veird looking kittens?" She replied sarcastically. "Vhat are you going to do vith all this Jello anyvays? Have one of those lame yogurt parties like they have on TV?""Ha, no way! This Jello is all mine!~"".........But I thought you hated Jello?""My (insert craziest relative) told me that if you eat Jello it'll make your hair grow faster! I want my hair to be longer than Rapunzel'
Shadowed Stage [ 2P!Hetalia x Reader ]Treading deep, treading deep, treading deep into the woodsVillage girl has lost her way on the path she tookFaded letter in hand, and only darkness in her sightShe arrived at the mansion in the dead of night.The sky had darkened to an inky black by the time [Name] arrived at the mansion. She was only a simple village girl, interested in seeing all the sights the world had to offer. When she had received the mysterious, well-worn letter, her family refused to allow her out. It was only a simple invitation, to a mansion deep within the nearby forest. The other villagers had warned her multiple times not to enter such a place, that it was a dark and evil forest.[Name] realized that, in reality, the forest was nothing to be afraid of. The trees were not dark and gloomy, as the others had described; there were no monsters creeping within the shadows. She had even found pretty pale flowers for her family.The sun was beginning to set when she realized she was lost. Her mind thoug