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Songfic Story 9
Brainy watched as Helga walked down the street, staring down at the sidewalk. It had been another day at P.S 118, where Helga had once again tortured Arnold to hide her true feelings. She had already done a monologue in the janitor's closet, to no one but Brainy's knowledge. He had opened the door and caught her right in the middle of it, holding her locket into the air and circling around. He wheezed, and she had hit him.
It was a ritual. And he loved his part, even though he always had to get new glasses. He just hated to see her so miserable. Why wouldn't she just tell him? Why continue to hurt herself because of him? She knew how Brainy felt, she could talk to him. He would always be there for her.
Brainy sighed, and switched the cameras, checking the Vine St. corner and watched her round it, still watching her. She looked up and down the street, and then ducked into an alley. Brainy smiled and left his room, the system still running.
He sprinted from his house to Vine St., seeing
Songfic Story 7
Helga sat at the booth, slurping her large chocolate shake. She wanted to stay there, as he never came here much. Hopefully, she would be able to avoid him while he's here to visit. It was too painful to see him, as he reminded her of him.
It had been almost a year since he had left for San Lorenzo, a year since he had broken her heart. She still went to sleep crying from the pain. And why, oh why, would he come to visit? He knew she didn't have feelings for him.
The door to Slausen's Ice Cream opened to reveal a pale young man standing in the door, holding a bag. Inside this bag appeared to be string and lint of various colors, quite an impressive collection if you cared about that sort of thing. She turned and saw him standing there.
"I guess I couldn't avoid him forever" thought Helga to herself. Arnie saw her and walked slowly to her, cradling the bag in his hands. He got into the seat next to Helga, blinking one eye, then the other.
"Hey" said Arnie, snorting loudly after hi
Songfic Story 4
The rain pattered down upon the roofs of houses, lightning screaming across the sky. The brief flash of light illuminated the room of a small girl. This small girl was sitting on her bed, looking out at the rain. However, this girl was not afraid, nor was she looking at the rain in the hope it would stop. She was actually looking out with a dreamy smile on her face, her eyes half-lidded. This girl sighed and fell onto her pink bed, holding a small heart to her chest.
This girl was Helga G. Pataki, and she was living a daydream on this rainy day. She was thinking back to just a few days ago, when the rain was falling and pounding the peninsula building known as Future Tech Industries. The rain was falling down upon her as she spoke through a voice-box, delivering instructions to her beloved on how to escape this building.
Arnold had not listened to her, but instead had tracked her down and found out where she was. Helga lost balance near the edge of the building's roof, falling and expo
Steve x Reader Missing You
There was no sugar-coating it; Steve was miserable.
(Name) had been assigned on a mission hundreds of miles away from DC, and SHIELD wasn’t sure when she’d be back.
It was a dangerous mission, sure. But it’s not like he was overtly concerned for her well-being. She was a level seven Agent. She could handle herself.
Nevertheless, he couldn’t help but feel incredibly lonely, sitting by himself on the couch and watching The Andy Griffith Show reruns on TV. It was always more fun when (Name) was with him, attempting to explain some of the odd, outdated technology he’d missed out on while he was frozen during the 50s. They also enjoyed laughing at/mimicking the Southern drawl every character had. But since she wasn’t here, there wasn’t a point.
By his feet, (Name)’s German shepherd Finn snored, snoozing happily next to his master’s husband. Steve sighed, breaking away from the TV to reach down and pet the adventurous dog, who made a cont
2P!Axis x Child!Reader - We Meet Again
"Ah! You again!" you pointed your finger at the brown haired Italian man.
"Oh, it's you aga-" before he could even finish his sentence, he started running as you chase him around, "What do you want from me?!"
"My lasagna!" you yelled.
"What?! Lutz! Stop her!"
As soon as he said that, you were lift uop in the air by a man with a scar beneath his left eye which extends across his cheek.
He sighed, "Why are you scared of a little girl?"
"I'm not scared! It's just that she creeps me out!"
"But the girl looks normal to me." a Japanese man said.
"Put me down!" you yelled.
"Why? So you can run of and call the police?" the man with the scars said.
"No! So I can kick your butts!" you pinched his arm causing him yelp and drop you.
You landed on your foot then kicked him on his leg before grabbing your baseball bat and started chasing the three.
After five minutes or so, the Italian gave up and promised to make you lasagna if you stop hitting him and his friends. Of course, you agreed and they in
Who's the Father? (Chubby!Mom!ReaderxChildren!BTT)“Mutti! Mutti! Lets go to the park!”
“Please maman! Can we go to the park?”
(Name) was being jumped on by her three boys, the trio begging to go to the park. She chuckled at her boys and ruffled their hair, trying to settle them down. They were such a hyperactive bunch of kids, always making a mess and getting into all kinds of trouble, but (Name) didn’t mind. They were her children, blood or not, and she loved them all the same.
“If you three clean up your rooms, I’ll not only take you to the park, but buy you each a treat,” (Name) said with a smile as she crouched down to their eye level.
“Thank you!” the boy cried out and tackled (Name) in a hug, burying their faces into her soft chest.
They quickly ran off towards their combined room, leaving (Name) sitting on the floor with a wide grin on her face. As she listened to the happy chatter between her three boys, she stood up and wandered the living
2P!Prussia x Child!Reader - Sword
"Mr.Gilen! Mr.Gilen!" you said as you ran towards him while carrying his sword.
"What is it?" Gilen turned to you.
"Can you teach me how to use a sword?!"
"Follow me then." Gilen said as he walks outside the house as you follow him from behind.
Gilen pointed at a random woman who was walking across the street, "I want you to swing the sword on that woman."
You gasped, "You want me to cut her into half?!"
"Ja. Then stab the man that's walking with her. Make sure it's deep."
You nodded and ran towards the two. You first sliced both legs then slice the woman into half. Right after that, you stabbed the man on his head.
"You did a great job but I didn't tell you to slice off their legs." Gilen said as he walked towards you.
Gilen ruffed your hair, "That's okay. Now, let's go back to the house or your uncle is gonna kill me."
You smiled then nodded.
Clint x Reader Teething
Midnight was quite possibly the absolute worst time for anyone to be awake. Especially if you’re a SHIELD agent whose wife left you to go on a month-long mission. And the icing on the cake?
Your 4-month-old son is teething.
Clint groaned at the sound of the baby’s cries on the baby monitor. And while he wanted to just turn it off, he had a feeling (Name) would beat him for it. So instead he dragged himself out of bed and shuffled across the hall to the baby room, rubbing at his eyes tiredly.
“Hey, buddy...what’s the matter?” He asked, yawning. He could practically feel the bags growing under his eyes. “C’mon, Mattie. This is the third week in a row. Tell your teeth to come in, already.” Clint muttered, lifting the little boy out of his crib and into strong arms.
Matthew only cried, grabbing tiny fistfuls of Clint’s shirt and sobbed into his chest. He couldn’t help but feel bad for his son. The boy was in pain, after all. No pa
Cerulean (Sugardaddy!Erwin x Reader) [AU]
Warnings for slight mature themes.
You sat on one of the bar stools and ordered a whiskey the minute you got in, and ordered a second right after you finished your first. The music is loud and obnoxious in the background, and you slumped onto the bar top. You hated clubs. They're stupid and stuffy and the music is horrible, so are the people.
You were only here because Hanji pestered you to follow them to the club. You both have been studying like hell for exams, dark circles already appearing around your eyes.
You couldn't afford to go to a club; college was expensive, and you knew that. Your summer job didn't have a decent pay, and you wondered on how long you could live on like this. Hanji was at the dance floor, sometimes coming up to check on you and drag you out to dance, to which you refused, annoyance etched upon your eyebrows.
It's already been an hour and you've been through your fourth d
2P!America x Child!Reader - Lullaby
"Bro," you said as you laid in your bed, "Can you sing me a lullaby?"
"Why?" he questioned.
"Daddy always sings me a lullaby before I go to sleep." you replied.
Allen sighed, "Does it have to be a lullaby? No other songs like rap or pop?"
"Lullaby... Stupid." you murmured the last word.
"Okay," Allen sat beside you on your bed and started singing in a low, calm tone, "Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are...
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky...
When the blazing sun is gone,
When the nothing shines upon...
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night...
Then the traveler in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark...
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so...
When the blazing sun is gone,
When the nothing shines upon...
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star."
Once he's done, he noticed that you were already sleeping. He smiled and kissed your forehead before closing the lights.
Changing of the Guard - England x Reader
Palace Guard England x American Traveler Reader
------- “No one ever said travel was easy. We all get lonely and homesick at some point.” ~ Anonymous -------
The clicking of your heels against the pavement seemed to rhythmically lull you into a sort of daze, allowing your thoughts to wander. People of all shapes, sizes, and ethnicities walked past you through the bustling crowds as you continued to walk down the same strip of sidewalk that you had been wandering on for the past twenty minutes. Were you lost? Most likely. Did you care? Meh, the whole point of traveling is to get lost, so no…you didn't care so much. But did you feel lonely? Yes. Oh God yes. Perhaps traveling to London by yourself wasn't such a good idea after all.
Since you are from the United States, the layout of the town was something you weren't
Corporal's Cadet ( Levi x Reader )
You were pathetic. A soldier? (Y/n) (L/n) was a good for nothing piece of shit. You had do save humanity, but you couldn't even balance yourself on the 3DMG... Once you tried to kill a titan and that move just ended with you looking into death's eyes. Your blades broke into little pieces and the titan caught you with it's huge hand. You injured yourself and just when your head was going to get bitten off, you were saved by Mikasa.
You still had nightmares about the Trost attack... How the colossal titan left a huge hole in the big mighty wall. What could you do? Slow your friends down? Why were you in the Survey Corps? To get yourself killed on the first expedition? This was insanity... You wanted to be in your house with your mother and father... You were scared... You didn't want to die... Not yet.
At night you would sneak out from your dorm and train. It was funny how you always ended up with a bruise on your arm or on your leg.
"What are you, Cadet (L/n)?" You often remembered aski
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