Killmeplease Stories

This is a countryhumans fanfic, and a RusAme one. Also includes *slight* GerPol. It is ripped off of an RP me and my friends did in a discord GC. If you want to friend me, go ahead! It's iwaffle727#8815 :3 I do not mean for any grammatical mistakes or spelling errors, nor is this story historically/politically accurate. Thank you for reading, and enjoy this dark roleplay fanfic! *Don't take the cover too fucking seriously- Just ignore it cuz I cant make my own XAXAXAXA*

These are Meme_Queenn and LocationLost's PERSONAL OPINIONS on different musicals. We may have different opinions than yours on musicals. And feel free to request musicals and we can listen to the soundtrack or try to find the full musical.

Wil include: Headcannons How I gender them (Incase u read my stories) Randomness Russia being depressed af Random Ideas I have for fanfics but am to lazy to make. America

yes Highest ranking: #3 in eee #3 in aaaaaaaaa

Ur mom.

I DONT UPDATE ANYMORE.

This will probably be updated a lot..

Die! Y..You Monster! I hate you! I want to die. I am a monster, any yeah, I hate myself too.

You saw the title! WARNING: NONE OF THE MEMES ARE MINE! I JUST FOUND THEM ON THE INTERNET

y e s

Memes for when you're feeling down uwu (Or if I am bored enough to update this again)

The intro says it all

This is a dank book full of gay one shots ft. Pepe, Shrek, dat boi and other memes. I write these when I'm bored so I don't know how often I'll upload, sorry! Remember these are one shots - meaning that every chapter is in no way related and the chapters don't carry on from each other. Feel free to give me ideas and I'll try my best to use them :) THESE STORIES ARE BOYXBOY! - SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE GAY, GET AWAY! I don't want ignorant homophobes spreading hate on my stories, thanks. WARNING: I'm not thinking of adding smut into this book, however, I'm not sure yet (also beware of the kinks). Enjoy mah first book :3 EDIT: Not all of these one shots will be made by me ^~^ ~ Pepe's Potato

Filled with Cringe... (Basically just my artbook junk or somethin)

Because I am too lazy to write an actual story about it, so I am doing it like this for now because yes.

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Ethan and his friends are having a normal school day when they realize that they think they can be more than friends... (if you're in the mentioned in the story then I don't care kys 🖕🖕)

Hai XD