"Mate, you look like if Elsa had a mid-life crisis, got divorced and a little to tipsy at the local pub." Australia muttered, leaning down to pick up his still bloody mop. Russia scoffed. "I do not! Its my vigilante costume!" Australia hummed. "You look like a drunk smurf." "пошел на хуй." Russia sighed, rubbing a hand to his temple. ¬ In the city of Dakorra, villains and heroes run wild. The DHC (Dakorra Hero Commission) is on a constant hunt for countries with healing abilities. Australia, unfortunately, is one of those healers. Hiding from the makeshift government working at a service station, Australia suddenly finds villains and some vigilantes appearing at his work doorstep. What the fuck? (With story based memes every chapter because yes) (Or: Countryhumans superhero au akin to TCFSV AU because CH is holding me hostage.) (Welcome to the Russia/Australia friendship agenda motherfucker) Somehow: 1 in vigilantes 1 in getgood 1 in countryhumansusa 2 in countryhumansrussia 1 in countryhumansgermany 1 in countryhumansaustralia 1 in countryhumansuk 1 in countryhumansfrance 1 in countryhumansun 1 in idek 1 in thisiswhywecanthavenicethings 1 in countryhumansussr 1 in countryhumanscanada 1 in francexuk 1 in countryhumanspoland 1 in countryhumansukraine 4 in supervillains 1 in civilians (How or why I don't know, dad come pick me up I'm scared) Started: September 29th, 2025. Finished: April 24th, 2026. (I, Roseade, do not consent to my work/s to be reuploaded, copied or redistributed without my explicit permission. Nor do I allow my work being used for Generative AI. Do not use my versions of characters for chat bots such as c.ai (character ai), poly ai, or other sources like them. Do not use AI to generate images based on my fics. Do not use my fics for AI as a whole.Please note this work is only accessible through Wattpad. If seen elsewhere, please do not engage and do whatever you can to take it dow

It could have been avoided, if America hadn't been far to casual with a newly invented time machine. But alas, he'd played around with it during an argument with Russia, and had sent his poor, tea-drinking adoptive father back to the year 1785. UK does what any rational person would do in this situation. He changes the course of history, after realising how many lives he could save. And how much tea he could drink. But as the new timeline takes shape, UK realizes that every action has consequences, and that someone will always suffer, no matter what cards he plays. 5 in tea 3 in fruk 4 in alternatehistory 2 in countryhumansfrance 1 in countryhumansuk 1 in countryhumansgermanempire 1 in countryhumansaustriahungary 1 in countryhumansamerica Started: May 31st, 2026. (I, Roseade, do not consent to my work/s to be reuploaded, copied or redistributed without my explicit permission. Nor do I allow my work being used for Generative AI. Do not use my versions of characters for chat bots such as c.ai (character ai), poly ai, or other sources like them. Do not use AI to generate images based on my fics. Do not use my fics for AI as a whole. Please note this work is only accessible through Wattpad. If seen elsewhere, please do not engage and do whatever you can to take it down.) Contains themes of racism, fascism, abuse, obsessive behaviour, major character death, blood, etc. Look after yourself please!!

"Oh my gosh wdym macaroons didn't come from France.." "Yea France's a fraud trust." "TAIS-TOI, MÈRE ROUGE-" __________________________ A history obsessed person seems to have met some people who also decently know about history. Except, you didn't know those people WERE the history. __________________________ Warnings: -Historically ACCURATE. -You will be facing the mentions of the Axis, WW's and some more. -A LOT OF COUNTRIES/EMPIRES/MORE. -Will be a crackfic. -Reader is not as oblivious but not as smart either. -Not sure if romance will be added.

What if Britain had a questionable plan to get an alliance? What if it backfired? What if it caused America to join the Axis Powers? _______________ This is an AU in which America joins the Axis powers. Please note that I do not support Nazism (duh). This is simply a story about a hypothetical scenario, which does not aim to romanticize nor downplay the horrors that took place during WWII. There are mentions of some of these events in the story, however, they are treated as the horrendous acts that they are, and are not meant to be downplayed/romanticized. This is my statement as the author of this story, and all I ask is that anyone who interacts with the story and/or this blog respect this, and not use the work to romanticize these events. _______________ Tumblr blog, where one could find additional art to go along with this story, if they so wished: https://www.tumblr.com/operation-red-herring-ch Also cover art is mine, you hooligans.

Basically what that tittle says

i have a illegal copy of tower heroes in my basement (i dont have a basement)

Tower heroes is a game on roblox, none of the characters are owned by me, they are owned by pixel bit studio. "A story about an unlikely duo of a wizard and a chef which they fight multiple enemies, lets start this little adventure in the prolouge."

I'm doing this for fun lol if anyone wants to read this trash go ahead I'm not stopping you ;-;. Just so y'all know I honestly have no plans for this book I'm just using it to put out emotions. And woopty doo lucky was the first thing that came to my mind ;^; anyway bAcKsToRy |+| TW: Violence, gore, kicking others in the balls, swears |+| and sorry to all male readers that actually read this but its a female story ;~; +*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+*•+ Your name is Y/n, in your past life you were a psychotic serial killer. You also did a bit of witchcraft, which you used when you were on the verge of death while at a police stand off. You ran into an alleyway while running from the police. You were covered in both your victim's blood and your own from the bullets the police shot.There was no other way out than the way you came so you put your skills of the craft to work. You slit your wrist, gathering the blood and quickly drawing demonic symbols. You were planning on making a pocket dimension but ended up traveling to someone else's. That's when you met Bierce. Bierce was kind to you unlike Malak with his insults and such. But after the reaper nurses, you started getting bored of always running from them instead of fighting. Unknown to both Malak and Bierce you always kept a pocket knife in your pocket, in case of emergency close combat. When you went to the next portal with a bunny on it you eventually learned you could get a bit of  ͟j⃠o⃠y⃠ out of this dimension..

It's a dream! And it's too good to be true. Embark on a quest with the Tailor as they seek out Threads of Thought in an effort to sew reality back together, unaware of the danger that lies ahead.

LOVE, DRAMA, TRAGEDY, YOU WILL FIND ALL OF THAT IN THIS SPINOFF OF BEAR MELTHEART SCHOOL this story was a collab between my server friend credits are in the story