For years, you lived in solitude as a peaceful country with your boss. But when a war comes up, will you be dragged in unexpectedly? (COMPATIBLE WITH OC'S) (I do not own Hetalia or any of the photos.)

"haha bakagmi your joking right? we're both guys and all. is it that kuroko and you joke I pulled off?" "its not a joke AHO-MINE, I really do like you" * kagami and Aomine had been enemies since the lost of the Tou game, the cruel lost of Aomine. but eventually they start warming up to each other and soon become friends. after one hang out a life blooms into a love story. find out by reading this story of there life together* WARNING THIS STORY INCLUDES; hardcore yaoi scenes m-preg (male pregnancy) and Gay marriage  if you're against any i say you suck it up and read it anyways xD

❝ You laugh a lot, smile a lot, talk a lot, yet, you never seem to be having any fun. ❞ Karma Akabane is notoriously known throughout Kunugigaoka as the 'violent, problematic troublemaker'. You're the exact opposite: an average, friendly nobody who never stands out from the crowd. Knowing this, you spend your early years of junior high away from the redheaded maniac, congregated close with your small squad of friends. Third year swings by in a flash, and you face strain in attempt of maintaining your far from spectacular grades. Deteriorating marks meant one thing, and one thing only: relegating to Class 3-E. You learn that Karma is more than what meets the eye, despite his fearful reputation. Kismet connects two unlike souls together, all in the dumpsite of Kunugigaoka. (Karma Akabane x Female Reader) ANIME BOOK AWARDS 2017 FANFICTION CATEGORY RUNNER-UP ANIME WATTY AWARDS 2017 ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM WINNER [Disclaimer: The book cover was edited by @jiminist-, and the story banners were edited by @MOCHIIMIN-. I do NOT own Assassination Classroom/Ansatsu Kyoushitsu, and I'm NOT affiliated with Yuusei Matsui, nor others related. Thank you.]

After an antagonizing World Meeting, everyone was just starting to exit the room when the doors locked. After what seem like hours, the other countries start to get restless. Someone suggested a game to pass the time. And with you being the only girl country in the room present, you are sure to be the subject of interest . This part was cut short halfway four years ago and I continued it with my current writing style that I have adapted over the years. It would be more formal, less confusing, and hopefully, less cringey. I will try my best to update more.