America has always hidden his true capabilities and great intelligence by crafting a ploy that no one ever suspected. Not even his family has caught on. He wears sunglasses to mask his true intentions and pretends to be helpless in weak so that other countries will let their guard down around him and once they do he gains valuable information. This is how he's survived for so long-- faking it. One fateful day, Russia catches a glimpse through the act , suspects something, and vows to spy on America for his lost Father, Soviet. America quickly devises devises a foolproof plan on how to get Russia off his trail by using his homophobia against him. Well-- he thought it was foolproof. But even geniuses make mistakes when something unexpected comes their way.

Russia and America are practically opposites...on the surface. Both of them have been through things that would break anyone normal. A broken body and a shattered mind fit them perfectly. But, if they're meant to hate each other why is it their hearts seem to leap out of their chests every time they speak?

One thing has always been clear about Russia and America: They hated each other. It was no surprise; after all, their parents had despised each other, so naturally, their children would hate each other as well. Russia and America had just gotten out of a cold war, and it had only strengthened their feelings of hatred toward each other. One fateful UN meeting, America did something that finally caused Russia to snap. That was the day all hell was let loose. Afterward, a large group of countries met up and decided that Russia and America had to stop arguing, so they consulted UN, and a seemingly brilliant idea was formed. Shock wristbands. Now, these wristbands were programmed to shock the wearer if they leave a certain proximity from one another (1 meter). One was put on Russia, and the other on America. The countries had hoped that by forcing America and Russia to be near each other at all times, they would be able to settle their differences. But binding together one cocky, social, oil-loving country who is actually incredibly insecure and one distant, cold, and terrifying as fuck country with an addiction to vodka... may not be as good of an idea as it seems. Warning: This story may include: -Abuse -Self-harm -Angst -Cursing -Eventual smut (because your author has no chill) -And a tall scary Russian man

☝️BE AWARE THAT YOUR COMMENT HAS A CHANCE OF BEING IN MY INSTA POSTS. 🌠Requests Open (There's a chance I won't do your request depending on what it is ;) also if I just have too much on my hands already) Basically oneshots. Warnings will not be added, unless it's very mature or suicidal stuff or death Or harm abuse etc. And such things will be warned as. For example with abuse suicide or death [Harsh Angst] Topic will be added though in the title. For example. Cuddles [fluff] Tears [angst] Like that, alright? I would highly recommend you reading 'Ghost Boy & I' Why? Bcs there's a chance I'll do a oneshot with that au :) Also some chapters could be 500 words. Some 1000, and some over. It really depends. And if I lose motivation, I'll split it into parts, and give y'all part one while I'll work with a dif one shot, then make part two once I've gotten my motivation back :) Oh yeah, cover is made by me :) Feel free to check my insta^^

!Complete! !Warnings! 1. Mental illnesses 2. Blood and self harm 3. Bullying 4. Homosexuals 5. Abuse 6. Suicide 7. Mild language (cuss words) "Америка...?" This story is RusAme, as it says in the title, and was inspired by two authors and the song baby hotline by Jack Stauber. America has liked Russia for a long time while Russia barely knows his name. America has lots of problems in his life but still tries to be positive, even if it doesn't really work out. Russia has problems of his own and tries to keep to himself. Sooner or later they get each others numbers and talk quite a lot that way since they can't see each other anymore. But one particular conversation turns into a day everyone will remember.

it's a RusAme story lol

This is a world of Predator and Prey. In this world each Predator and Prey have their own territory. But what happens if a smol prey gets lost and injured in a predator's territory. Is there hope for him? Contains . Swearing . Smut (cause I can't get enough) . Mentions of abuse . Gore (not big unless I say it is)

This is the story of two countries: England, a stubborn man who beats the frog in the battle for raising the hyper adorable chibi country, America, despite his terrible cooking skills. What happens to the two of them as America grows up? Will the two become more than brothers, or simply drift apart?

this is my first story sooooo yeah. I didn't see anything about Britain so I decided to make a story about him. he starts as a teenager. anyways I hope you enjoy!

Every countryhuman has their own unique pair of wings, different patterns, different colors... If one is born wingless, then they'll be met with a brutal reset. Each countryhuman's wings are also associated with a type of power. Ice, water, fire... You get it? But over the centuries, there is always a legend about the one winged countryhuman, that could cause forever chaos and havoc with just a touch from its feathers. Of course, they wouldn't allow that type of power to be obtained by such a lower tier person, who knows what they could do with that power? So they gave him a reset, a reset that'll change his life, forever. ... Sometimes countries would try to show dominance over others, while others would rather hide to avoid getting caught up in those situations. But there's one thing that always kept them in check, something that kept them in line. The punishment of losing their wings. Sure they'll still be alive, but they can't regrow their wings, and even worse, their power comes from their wings as well. Read the story to find out the rest, then you'll find out the main problem. "If those 'things', get in the wrong hands. Things are going to become worse then it already is."