Wedielikemen Stories

This is where I share my ideas, head canons and opinions on countryhumans and the fandom itself! Also ab my update schedule on most of my books| updates in general.

𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍. 𝙼𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚍.

What if in a different universe Tom Riddle Jr was born of a drunken one night stand rather than conceived under the effects of a love potion? What if he was able to understand love and feel compassion and empathy for the people around him? Instead of building a power base he builds alliances, instead of scared followers and flunkies he gains devoted friends.

After finally being free, Peter Mercier tries to live a semi-normal life. Unfortunately, fate has other plans for him, forcing him to fight again. With a hint of romance in the air, meeting new friends and new enemies along the way, join him as he fights Artemis and her Hunters.

A pome I made for a contest.

you can request oneshots of albert x reader ! obviously not in very high demand but oh well i love him **crossposted on ao3**

Evelyn can't wait for her childhood best friend to finally movie back to forks but little dose she now that Bella's return brings more then she would have ever asked for when the Cullens start acting weirder then before

What happens when Nagisa is experimented on as well?... [ABANDONED/UP FOR ADOPTION]

Y/N L/N and his best friend, Lydia Deez, live together in a tiny apartment. Their lives are moderately peaceful (well, as peaceful as you can get when Lydia Deez is your best friend) until Y/N is forced to summon the ghost-with-the-most himself, Beetlejuice! Immediately Y/N's life is flipped upside down, Beetlejuice turning him into a demon. Y/N promises Lydia that as soon as he can he will send Beetlejuice back to the ghost realm. But the more time BJ and Y/N spend together the less Y/N hates him. Will BJ be able to get Y/N to fall in love with him or will he be forced back to a life of loneliness?

Some spend this day with their families. Some look for veterans to thank. On days like this, though, America visits an old friend.

He let out a sigh, 'what had he done in his past life to deserve this?' that sounded like a lie in his own head. Oh gods I probably did do something along these lines to deserve this. He let out a groan before speaking. "Ink, I know you have rocks for brains, you didn't need to go out of your way to prove it to me." his voice was flat, or as flat as you could get when your voice was glitched, "and really hiding behind a bunch of originals? You really are desperate" his voice once more echoed across the "empty" plains, save for the few hitched breaths that sounded after he finished speaking. Finally after what Error perceived as a minute of awkward silence, ink stepped forward. *updates will be infrequint, probably, i procrastanate alot*

got bored and um wrote something i regret not beta read

DISCONTINUED A guide x reader that follows the Terraria lore, as well as some head cannons. I don't know whether to label this as slow burn or really quick passed, but things happen in this story. I occasionally take very long in between posts (It might stick like this, who knows). I will probably not be writing smut because haha. no. Do I know what im doing? Maybe, not sure yet. Is this my first fanfic? Yes, and its probably bound to be cringy too, so I'm sorry in advance.

lmao its a one shot

What if Peter was transformed into a tinyish gremlin thing, specifically an under developed, innocent, tinyish gremlin thing...( ﾟ,_ゝﾟ)... Ok a baby. What would Tony do? Yeet him? Maybe. Drown his worries away with PG13 beverages? Possibly. Have regrets? Most definitely. But you'll never know until you read it! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Warning: This is going to be super fluffy. Guaranteed irondad moments 100%. (*PSA* I walk all over canon in this fic. It is abused and completely ignored. Read with care hehe)

I've been taking a break from writing for about six years, so here's some practice prompts that I've decided to fill out. More than happy to hear what you guys have to stay and give some tips for my future pieces.

My name is Doria Rizza, I have been able to speak parseltongue since I was born. I didn't know I was a witch until Professor Snape told me at my orphanage. He once told me to never tell other people that I could speak the language of the snakes, as it was seen as "dark". So I have spent all three of my years in the magical world studying the language and who could speak it and I have narrowed it down to one person descended from Salazar Slytherin, Lord Voldemort. (This story I will attempt to upload once a week on, but no promises.) This will also be up on Archive of Our Own https://archiveofourown.org/works/19452406

Poems I have written about people or things that I'm proud of but hope they never find.

Akira Hikari. Age fifteen. By this time, she's already worked as an unwilling hitman for roughly three and a half years and is quite good at what she's been conditioned to do. All it takes is one mission going wrong for her life to be flipped right side up. After a mishap involving nearly killing someone relatively important, she's thrust into a world of heroes, heroes who are supposed to take down villains like her. All she wants is to get her sister back and try to find a home. Unfortunately, the universe has decided it hates her specifically.