Russia and America have hated each other for longer than anyone could imagine. It was simply their parents fought so they fought. America was popular and 'loved' everywhere he went, while Russia was an outcast. One day they are paired up for a class project and decide to go to America's house to work on it. Although he hates America, he can't help but be concerned about the razor he finds in the bathroom, and the bruise he has on his arm. {Cover by me :3}

Every country can turn into either a dog or a cat. When in other forms, they normally have a necklace so that the pound doesn't take them and so that they can control what form they're in. One day America get his collar stolen by Soviet and gets stuck as his cat form. What happens next? You'll have to wait and see.

Sequel to my book, "The Assassination Game," so if you haven't read it, do so before this

NOTE: Currently switching his book from 1st POV to 3rd POV. There'll definitely be some inconsistencies, especially as half of the chapter are edited and the other half not (essentially being my old writing style from late 2020 - early 2021). The Finch Curse, destining a tragic fate to those who receive it. A curse that was never self explanatory. A curse that sounded almost fake, like those stupid playground stories, like Bloody Mary. Like every school's myth of a dead kid. Except it was so much more real. It was stated like any other myth, "on one's tenth birthday, if one is to encounter a finch before midnight, one will forever be cursed." It started like some twisted retelling of Cinderella, mixed with a foolish sense of horror. But it was true. And it was cruel.

Just Rusame and Sovame Smutshots!

I am back for writing more stories and don't worry about Agreroth for now. As of now, this is just a thought and I'll begin with the summary of this story: When a world full of humans, there are no surprise that there would be demons and angels hidden among us. As Russia hid in the human world, as casted out by the demons. They only way he can enter back is to find the son of a powerful Guardian of angels. But little did he know that the son is a half angel and half human. Will the demon surrender the poor half angel in the demons realm or be in the human world in this.... relationship................... Best Ranking of Story: 4th-RussiaXAmerica

Alike my other fics, I have decided to re-publish this for "educational purposes" (in reality, I'm tired of running away from my dark past). For gods sake- PLEASE don't read this 😭 yes I want people to laugh at it but I'd prefer if you saved yourself from the pain... okay... so I do not have a blurb, it is officially lost to time due to renovations I made in the past. But basically the Russian fuck moves into new college dorm, meets the FREEDOM 🦅💯🇺🇲🔥 mf and get really upset (cold war sequel omg) then russia meets this pick me ass bitch called lolcena who has stupid fox ears and tail then she tries to hook the two countries up or smth (yeah, she was literally a ch japan 2.0) but don't worry, there's basically no plot, at all...

So basically, some curse shit, Vines, memes, Oneshot and weird shit is going to happen here. (Cover not mine! Credits belong to: @imaweirddo !) Don't be shy, drop the request.

America was assigned to kill Russia to save his family from the evil king, he had 2 months to do the job. Would he do the job or not? What would happen if he did, and if he didn't, what would be the reason? pity? fear? or something else?.. let's find out! ------------------------------- Started writing this a long time ago, not gonna drop it, i still want to keep writing and i have a lot of ideas for the moment, but it's either gonna be on hold or has veryyyy slow updates, why? Highschool 🙃

Russia and America were happily married and soon were expecting twins(beacause that's not a cliche).Their lives were supposed to be perfect. But, America dies during childbirth.( Little Moscow and D.C. survive. I'm not that sadistic) Russia is thrown into parenthood with no time to grieve. So, when another America shows up. He breaks. He tries to hide it from his children, starting their first year of kindergarten, but fails. Miserably.