The governments failed. The new generation has taken over. Everything was failing - from the economy to overpopulation. The world split into two sides; The Freedom activists and the Restoration. The Restoration, which was half of the world, decided that it was the people's fault that the world ended up that way - so, they came to the conclusion that keeping the rich alive was the only way, and killing the poor and homeless as a result. The Freedom activists, however, rescued those about to be killed. America, the leader of the FA, however, found out there was a third party. "Is that.. a bear?" "No, this is vodka. That is big fluffy forest puppy." #1 in RusAme 24/12/2019 #3 in Rights 27/1/2020 #22 in Freedom 30/1/2020 (Cover art by me)

This story is trash just like me :) It's about RusAme because why not cover art by me (It's trash too)

Russia finds out that he's having to share a dorm room with the one and only America, a country that's too loud, too excited, and too touchy for Russia's taste. However, America isn't as happy as he always seems, but Russia doesn't want to play therapist for the other country as he deals with issues of his own. Can the two find love together, or will they push each other away and ruin their friendship? haha wow, that sounded cheesy lol just a rusame fic thats hopefully not too cringey! :3 also there will eventually be smut i think, but rn im just trying to make it an actual story ((Also, disclaimer!!! Some of this isn't historically accurate!!!! Most of it, actually. I'm treating these countries as my own characters, how they act is in no way how I see the country as))

Oh boi this one's gonna be one hell of a ride. I think I hate myself enough now to write this trash. Basically, America gets 'intoxicated' with a love curse that makes him act kinda evil and the only way to break the curse is with a true love's kiss. I'm sure you know where this is going... Warnings ~ • There will be cursing • That's pretty much it, it's gonna be short. Again tho, it's still only fluff and the cover art belongs to me.