|Oh, the things I do...|
retail stores are NOT resturants, assholesPrizes acquired. Will announce officially later tonight..... if I remember.retail stores are NOT resturants, assholes by OvaryPuncher
As mentioned in the last journal, we'll be holding a contest next month. It looks like a good chunk of you agreed on :iconstrawberryr:'s idea.
Here's a quote because I am lazy.
"RIGHT IN THE CHILDHOOD.
People have to submit things based off of cartoons or games or things from when they were little kids, and it has to be like a kick to the crotch of your childhood. Like, just bastardize the shit out of it. Make childhood memories feel vaguely dirty and horrible and just god-awful. "
I'll be scouting for prizes next week and, once I have them, will officially start the contest. You may get started now if you like... or not. I couldn't give a shit even if I tried right now.
Keep you posted soon lovelies.
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 looking back.
This only made Ludwig VanMeinKampf notice you and imediately fall in love.
"Ach du lieber!" He exclaimed, "I can't contain meinself!"
He ran to you also in slow motion as he ripped off his shirt exposing his perfectly rippling man muscles that were oiled up and shimmering sexily. You pretended not to be totally impressed by his fabulous