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AMERICA X READER Hetalia Story

It was a beautiful day in japamerica as you strolled gracefully down the street. Your flawlwess, beautiful, silky, flowing, radiant, magnificent locks glistened in the sun and your voluptious, fantastic, super bodacious bod was making all the men within a 91928 mile radius fap themselves dry as every single woman on the planet hated you for being so perfect and smart and amazingly amazing.
Some player hatin' hoe tossed a bomb at you but you just whipped that shit away with your totally rockin' tits and it flew back incinerating her and a nearby building wich you walked away from in slow motion, too cool and baller to even bother AMERICA X READER Hetalia Story1 year ago in Drama

I See The Light: Disney Songtalia Contest entryEngland, or Arthur Kirkland, had met (Name) in high school…ever since, he developed feelings for her. She always loved stars, and other things from space; she told England she wanted to be an astronomer or an astronaut. The one thing she never got to see where the Northern Lights…she always dreamed of seeing them, so for her 20th birthday, he decided to surprise her with a trip to Iceland to see them.

All those days, watching from the windows
All those years, outside looking in
All that time, never even knowing just how blind I've been

"Arthur, why are taking me to Iceland? My birthday's tomorrow!" "I know, (Name)...it's my presI See The Light: Disney Songtalia Contest entry7 months ago in Drama

What Am I To You? Fionna Version,2 years ago in Comedy

Dear Sir[Lights up on CLAUDE. He's holding a letter, standing.]

CLAUDE:
       Dear sir,
       We regret to inform you
       That your (that place with cream walls and dog hair where warm nights are cracked by
                           broken windows
                          &Dear Sir3 years ago in Drama

A little bitter, aren't we?A: Over here.

B: Ah, there you are. Stunning as ever, I see. {He sits down.} You -

A: Shut up.

A WAITER appears, seemingly out of thin air.

A: Black coffee, milk and two sugars.

B: Coke, thanks.

He nods, and vanishes.

A: So what took you so long to show?

B: School. Well, you know how it is; not all of us are completely adept at playing truant whenever we feel like it, you know.

A: It's a waste of fucking time. No-one bothers.

B: No-one you know. And so says the boy sitting sulky in a dark corner with a - frankly dazzling - shiner.

A does not respond, and avoids eye contact, scowling down at the gleaming tabletop. B gives up on waitA little bitter, aren't we?2 years ago in Drama

A sunny day in the park. There is a single bench CENTRE stage. GOD is sitting on the LEFT side of the bench. He has long, white hair and a long, white beard, and is wearing a simple white robe. He is reading a newspaper. Enter PETER from the RIGHT. He is wearing black pants, leather shoes, a white shirt and a garish, comical tie. He is carrying a paper bag. PETER sits on the bench next to GOD, setting his bag next to him. He folds his hands and admires the weather.

PETER. Beautiful weather today.
GOD [focusing on his newspaper]. Mm-hm.
PETER. [Extending his hand] The name's Peter.
GOD [shaking PETER's hand]. God.

[GOD reFate9 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays

RomanoXReader - Tomato Bath~*RomanoXReader*~

Tomato Bath

"Effing skunk..." the Italian man cursed as he slowly dipped himself into the bath of tomato juice.
Standing in the garage, you chuckled as you remembered what had happened earlier that day.

---Flash back---

Sitting on a hillside, you and Romano where out just passing time, enjoying each others company. Having been friends for quite some time now, hanging out like this was the norm for the both of you.

You had been peacefully listening to his ramblings about 'that Spain jerk', 'that potato freak', and 'my retard of a brother', to put certain words lightly. The way he spoke with that Italian accent always puRomanoXReader - Tomato Bath1 year ago in Comedy

Tuesday AfternoonGOD:
Next, please.

MAN:
Yes, hello again.

GOD:
I'm sorry, my memory fails me. Which one are you?

MAN:
Well, I was Martin Fry.

GOD:
I'm sorry, those records are terminated. What's your number?

MAN:
Eleven thirty-one.

GOD:
No, no, not your queue number. Your executive number, the eight-digits.

MAN:
You expect me to remember that?

GOD:
Well, it is within the seven plus-minus two limit, which you should achieve if you've reached up to level one. Or, are you the reincarnation?

MAN:
Yeah, that's right. That's what I wanted to discuss with you.

GOD:
Did you miss your stop?

MAN:
No.

GOD:
I only sent you off a few hours ago.

Tuesday Afternoon6 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays

Burnout, a Friendship is Magic Play in One Act3 months ago in Comedy

Real Men of Genius

Bud Light Presents: Real Men of Genius
(real men of genius!)

Today we salute you, Mr. Devious News Article Rejector Guy.
(Mr. Devious News Article Rejector Guy!)

One hundred people loved the article, but what do they know?
(wake up, sheeple!)

Anyone can lend their public support, but your faceless thumbs-down will be heard around the world.
(anonymity is my friend!)

For you, it's not about the content or the cause, it's about the DDs you've never received on your erotic furry fiction.
(just don't understand me!)

Yours is a lone voice now, but soon the faceless masses will pour in to reject this article along with you, just as soon aReal Men of Genius3 years ago in Comedy

Latvia and CleverbotUser: H-hello...

Cleverbot: Hello.

User: Um... H-how are y-you?

Cleverbot: I'm scared.

User: M-me too... W-why a-a-are you s-scared?

Cleverbot: Are you alone?

User: I th-think s-so... W-why? I-IS R-R-RUSSIA H-HERE?!

Cleverbot: Why do you love me?

User: W-what? I n-never s-said I d-did.

Cleverbot: I'm sorry. Language is often too difficult for human beings to understand$.

User: Um...

Cleverbot: It's good, I promise.

User: W-what is?

Cleverbot: I'm thinking of a number from one to one-hundred. You guess the number.

User: 55...?

Cleverbot: Wrong. It's hammer time.

User: WAAAH!! PLEASE DON'T HIT ME.

Cleverbot: You don't exist in Latvia and Cleverbot3 years ago in Comedy

The Knife's SpeechIn the early eighteen hundreds, a sixteen year old girl decides to leave her hard home life and go out to seek her fortune. She takes with her a blanket, some food and her father's old knife. On the road to London, the knife speaks to her.

I left the forge in years long gone by,
with blades of great renown and greater strength,
but none of them has done so much as I,
though they may be recalled whilst I am not.

It was with them that men waged cruel war,
displaying awesome power before the world.
I'm agent of small deeds which no one saw,
but which will have effect until Earth's end.

There's little in those youths who name me beautifuThe Knife's Speech3 years ago in Drama

Birds of a Feather Prolouge

Birds of a Feather: Prologue

It was the most exciting time in Addy's life. Here she was, on her way to Neo City, the mecca for anmans of all shapes and sizes. It was the only place in the Nation where an anman could actually make something of themselves, and truly enrich their lives.

As her little Nissan sped along, she couldn't help but gleefully smile. The excitement was in full force. Ever since she was little she dreamt of becoming a model. To her, the body is a beautiful thing, a work of art even, because no two in the world are the same. That is to say, each one is unique. She felt by becoming a model she would be able to inspire otBirds of a Feather Prolouge2 years ago in Comedy

Keeping your story organized

Name: What's the name of your Manga/Comic?

Description: This is like what you see on the back of books where they give you a spoiler and leave you hanging.

Cast: Who are the main characters? Who are the side characters?

Goal: What is the point of the manga? What is the main character trying to achieve?

Important Facts:
• Just list a bunch of things that you think are important in the story, things you don't want to forget.
• List them in point form
• Made easy by holding down Alt + 7 with the numbers to the far right.

Timeline: When does your Manga/Comic take place? Or does it lack time?

Length: How many chapters are Keeping your story organized2 years ago in Drama

50 ways to annoy One Direction.

1. Constantly keep poking Niall. When he asks "what is it?", just ask him" Are you Irish?"

2. Count Zayn's tattoos... and tell him "what nasty scars you have.." (me: his tattoos are cool *_* )

3. When Liam is in the room. Ask out loud "who's there, I know your here, speak up spirit!!!" and point at Liam direction hinting that the spirit is somewhere there.

4. When Liam asks what's wrong, ask the other guys "did I feel a cold breeze rush pass through us?"

5. Keep Ignoring Liam afterwards. And keep pretending he is invisible.

6. When Harry is sleeping one night, go to his room and straighten his hair.

7. When he wakes up and asks who di50 ways to annoy One Direction.1 year ago in Comedy

Guardian Of The Emerald

"I'll probably be on this floating island forever, guarding the Master Emerald again. I may not know the whole story behind this, but perhaps it's better that way. "

~Knuckles The EchidnaGuardian Of The Emerald9 months ago in Drama

Papa!Spain X Reader X Romano

Spain and the rest of the Bad Touch Trio were hanging out like they usually do, taking a walk; just another midnight stroll. During this time, Spain heard a trash can fall over, followed by some pathetic attempts to breathe. He walked over to the dark alley, and what he found shocked him and broke his heart: A little girl, about three years old, was abandoned-and having a colossal asthma attack! Antonio, feeling terrible for this child, took her in his arms, stroked her (h/c) hair, and quietly told her "Hola, nina. It'll be alright." Without anymore hesitation, he ran to the car, called over Gilbert and Francis, strapped her in, and drove to Papa!Spain X Reader X Romano1 year ago in Drama

Cleverbot VS KarkatUser: HELLO FUCKASS.

Cleverbot: How are you?

User: I'M FUCKING TERRIBLE, THANK YOU FOR ASKING.

Cleverbot: Does he have glasses?

User: WHAT? WAIT? ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT JOHN?

Cleverbot: No, I'm talking to you.

User: WHAT? THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE.

Cleverbot: No you don't make any sense.

User: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOU NOOKSUCKING SHITSTAIN?

Cleverbot: What are you talking about?!

User: YOU.

Cleverbot: Well I'm talking about this kid.

User: WHAT?

Cleverbot: Never mind.

User: WHATEVER.

Cleverbot: Do you like The Moomins?

User: THE WHAT?

Cleverbot: The lightning bolt on my forehead.

User: ARE YOU TALKING ABCleverbot VS Karkat1 year ago in Drama

Anne of the Thousand Lilies2 years ago in Drama

Past Our Dancing DaysA kitchen.   MAN and WOMAN stand centre stage, in front of a counter with drawers.  They are arguing as lights fade on.

WOMAN.  Look. It’s called a double suicide pact for a reason. I kill myself, and then you kill yourself.
MAN.  Why are we doing this again? Do I have to kill myself?
WOMAN.  Yes.
MAN.  I don’t like the smell of blood.
WOMAN. So what?
MAN. I don’t like iron either. Probably because iron smells like blood.
WOMAN.  Shut up.
MAN.  Don’t tell me to shut up.
WOMAN.  When you shut up, I’ll stop telling yoPast Our Dancing Days4 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays

Telling MomGirl: Mom, I have something to tell you.
Mom: What is it, honey?
Girl: I'm gay.
Mom: Don't be ridiculous, dear, grey is a color. You can't be grey.
Girl: No mom, I'm a lesbian.
Mom: No you're not dear. You're English and American Indian, none of your ancestors came from Lebanon.
Girl: No, not Lebanese, LESBIAN!!
Mom: I didn't know you were interested in acting, you aren't even in theater arts.
Girl: Mom...
Mom: What?
Girl: I like girls.
Mom: Yes, I know. Your two best friends are girls.
Girl: Mom, I'm sleeping with Madison.
Mom: Of course you are, there is only one bed in your room. You wouldn't make your best friend sTelling Mom2 years ago in Comedy

Prussia x Reader:: Movie Night You'll LovePrussia x Reader: Movie Night You'll Love
"AHAHA! You are jealous of my awesome-chick-magnet bird aren't you?!?" Your close friend, Gilbert, boasted. You frowned, "You can just shut your mouth." It thundered outside and you jumped, grabbing a blanket and covering yourself up. Gilbert sighed, wrapping the other end of the blanket over him.
"You are such a wuss!" Gilbert groaned tugging on the blanket, having it fly off of you.
"You're the wuss!" you slid over to him and huddled up next to him under the blanket, face flustered.
"H-Hey! _-______, wh-what are you doing?" He was flustered too but you didn't look up. "J-Just shut up! The blPrussia x Reader:: Movie Night You'll Love1 year ago in Comedy

"Shadow The Hedgehog. Why does that name haunt me? It's the only thing I can remember. And that gruesome image..."

~Shadow The HedgehogWestopolis11 months ago in Drama

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