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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
Songfic Story 2
Helga looked out the window of Mighty Pete, the tree swaying slightly in the breeze of the October morning. In fact, it was the morning of October 5. The day Arnold always disappeared for the entire day. On this day, he always spent it sulking in his sorrow about losing his parents. Even away from her. She stared out the window, her hands clenching into fists as she grew more and more frustrated with his self-pity.
"Why can't he move on? He promised to meet me here." Helga's face turned into a scowl as she looked back down the street, hoping to see the figure of her love coming toward their meeting spot. She had promised to make him feel better, to try to make him have a wonderful day just with her. She had hoped to keep him from thinking about them so he might finally grow up and move on from this ridiculous charade.
She threw up her hands and turned around. She just wished she could spend this day with him. He was so depressed. All she wanted to do was make him feel better
My Only Love ( Levi x Reader x Cleaning Supplies )
(A/N: There are suggestive themes in here as you have guessed by the title xD This is a special birthday gift to :Iconattackontitaneren123:! Happy birthday, Honeybun! <3 )
"HANJI WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU PUT IN LEVI'S TEA?!" You shouted when Levi told you he felt a strange taste in the brown liquid
"It's just my new experiment!" Hanji laughed awkwardly
"Wha- HANJI! Why the fuck would you do that when he asked ME to bring him tea?! Why me?!" You were panicking and walking around in the kitchen
"Oh, don't worry! I just thought you would be nice, because Levi won't get angry if it's YOU, who brought him the tea" Hanji wiggled her eyebrows and you blushed
"Zoe, I have told you that, the sex we had was when we were both drunk. Nothing more, nothing less" You puffed your red cheeks out
"Don't deny it, (Y/n)! I can tell by the moans from Levi's room that you guys are having sex every night" The brunette laughed
"We what?! Hanji, I had sex with him only once, I swear!" You said and the scienti
Sousuke x Reader Not Quite
Sousuke was in the middle of a crisis. Not that he’d admit that to anyone. ...Well, to most anyone. It was a bit of a mess he was in, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to go about fixing it. Or rather, it was a competition, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to win it.
(Name) (Last Name), aka the girl he had a crush on since she transferred over from Sapporo, was going to Iwatobi. And that was great, because it meant she was close by. She was also into swimming, which made her that much more attractive, and also meant that Gou was more than happy to have her be co-manager of the Iwatobi Swim Team. Which in turn meant that Sousuke had plenty of opportunities to see her more often.
The only problem was that he wasn’t the only one who was attracted to her. At least, as far as he could tell. Sometimes, whenever Rin went to visit Gou and the boys on the Iwatobi swim team, he’d tag along to catch a glimpse of (Name). And more often than not, there she was, chatting w
I Can't Stop - Sebastian x Stalker! Reader
You are a creeper.
Don’t deny it. Wait scratch that.
You are much worse than that; you are a stalker.
“I don’t mean to be” you would say to yourself every time you went to sleep.
But you just couldn’t help it. It was great watching him.
The way his hands skimmed the surface of the dishes with grace. Or how his jet black hair was perfectly flippant. And oh oh! Don’t forget how his red eyes would flicker pink when he heard something especially enticing.
You blushed and held your cheeks.
Mey-rin, who was currently trying to dust the wardrobe but unfortunately broke a vase in the process, saw you grow red. “_____ are you alright?”
Caught you were blushing this way was unprofessional for a maid like you. Clearing your throat, you straightened your apron with your hands. “No I was just feeling my temperature”
She rose a brow, “That is a very strange ______-chan” She neared you inspecting you, “
HOT dad || Father!Mink x Son!Reader [1/10] [AU]
“Seriously, dad. Again?”, you sighed as you brushed your father's long, brown hair with a comb as he sat in front of you on the floor between your spread legs while you were resting on the couch.
“Yes, and now continue”, he muttered, his baritone voice with a slight gentle hint as he slightly leant back into the soft touch of your hand.
“Oi, stop moving so much!”, you hissed and struggle to move the comb over lower part of the brown thatch as he literally caged it between his back the leather material of the couch.
He grumbled under his breath and lifted himself a gap wide away from the couch so you were able to move it up with your hands.
You see, your father never told you what kind of job he was doing – you actually weren't really caring as well – but it seemed to be indeed stressful.
And no, no more being the drug lord of the area, that was a long time ago.
Anyway, every time when work got too much filled with stress a
Japan x Sick!Reader .:. This Will Do
It was a rather cold day outside, but the warmth inside was something you could thank. You were freezing, it seemed, no matter how many blankets were wrapped around you. You could no longer breathe from your nose, and your stomach was in coils. Much to your disliking, you were sick.
Luckily, you had someone there who was taking care of you, and as you opened your eyes now at the quiet tip-tap of footsteps, you saw that "someone". Short, dark hair and deep brown eyes... you smiled at the sight of him. He placed the back of his hand to your forehead and frowned slightly.
"Your forehead's stirr warm..." he said quietly, mostly to himself. He left for a moment before he came back with a moistened washcloth that he placed upon your forehead. You released a light sigh at how refreshingly cool it was, considering that you were running a rather high temperature. You coughed twice into your hand before your smile turned to a frown that matched the one o
"Hold still." You commanded, holding your boyfriend's arm with one hand and cleaning the wound on it with the other.
Luciano hissed when the cleaning rag hit his arm, trying to pull his arm away. "That hurts!"
"It's going to hurt a lot more when I smack you if you don't sit still." You snapped, tightening your grip on his arm. He huffed and kept still, wincing every time you touched his arm.
You see, your boyfriend had a tendency to get into fights, usually for stupid reasons, and usually with two of his friends, Kuro and Lutz. They also got quite carried away sometimes, and that usually resulted in one of them getting hurt. This time, however, the fight Luciano had gotten into had been with a guy named Allen, who was pretty tough. Luciano had come out of the fight with a black eye, a swollen cheek, a twisted ankle, a fractured wrist, and a knife wound on his right arm. Needless to say, he'd lost.
"What exactly did you do
Affection | Reader x Cat!Levi (AU - One shot)Just to let you know, there is some cursing.
You looked at the long rows of small cages on the walls, as you stepped into the room with the shelter worker. The room is filled with different sounding meows. You took slow steps forward, looking at the cats inside each cage. Most of them were just sleeping in their small beds, while a few of them showed curiosity as you came closer to have a better look at them.
"Are you looking for something specific?" The worker asks me kindly. You look at her, giving her a warm smile.
"Not really, I usually trust my instincts with this kind of things." You say, stepping over the next cage.
"You've had a shelter cat before?" She asks.
"Yup. When I was a kid, I got my first kitten from a place like this, and my previous cat was from a shelter too. She was already an old lady.. the sweetest little thing she was." You smile to the memory of your beloved pet.
The shelter worker smiles warmly, watching you quietly as you gave a c
No Touching (France x Reader)
No Touching (France x Reader)
All Translations are in the description, hope you enjoy!~ :3
“Yes mon chérie?”
“Remove. Your. Hand. From. My. Ass!” you growled before glaring at the Frenchman,
“But it’s so beautiful~” he purred before sliding his other arm around your waist.
Francis, your boyfriend, was kind, loving and affectionate just a little too affectionate, in fact he was so affectionate that some would take it as far as to call him a pervert and you’re the one who had to put up with this so called ‘Pervert’.
Yeah sure at times he could be a little perverted but you wouldn't necessarily call him a pervert just a little… frisky at times and touchy, VERY TOUCHY! And to be honest it was starting to annoy you. You pinched his hand ear
Rivals ( Levi x Colonel!Reader )
You could still remember that 15 year old girl with (H/l) (H/c) hair that graduated and chose to join the Survey Corps. Your battle skill was 10/10 back from then, but you were still sure you would die on the first expedition. It seems your sixth sense sucked, because now you were sitting in your office, drinking coffee. Yup, you were 32 year old woman and a Colonel of the Regiment.
Today, the idiots that were ready to die from the 104th Trainees A.K.A. The ones that decided to join the Scouting Legion would have their first chores and they had no idea what kind of a monster Levi was when it came to cleaning. You could say that you doubted the fact he was a man, but once you walked in the Boys' shower and... To be short, he was a man. A really big man.
Many people found Levi scary, but you were absolutely terrifying. You could literally give someone a heart attack with one glare. Once Erwin told you about a rumor, that you could kill titans with your deadly glare. Cadets and thei
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
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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