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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
Sebastian x Child! Reader: Her Butler, Proud
Sebastian x Child! Reader
Her Butler, Proud
It was nearing twilight as the last fractals of light disappeared into the nighttime clouds of a periwinkle sky. Carriages clattered noisily through the streets of London chauffeuring the elite of society to the nearest theaters and other forms of entertainment.
From the depths of the large city a single stately house sat in mild splendor, with warm light wafting through large clear-cut windows. From within the home, a couple finished dressing to the nines and made their way down to the entryway where their Butler awaited to help them into their coats.
The Master of the house- a nearly twenty-five year old Ciel Phantomhive- regally shrugged into his overcoat, before holding out his arm to his wife. With an intelligent light blue eye the man gazed at her, before once more returning his attention to the statuesque figure dressed in black.
“We’ll return after the oper
2P!England x Child!Reader - Tell Me A Story 4
"Yes poppet?" Oliver smiled as he place the tray of cupcakes on the counter.
"Tell me a story."
"Sure thing poppet~! You can take a seat if you like."
"I'll just sit on the floor~" you sat down and looked up at your father, waiting for him to start.
"Once upon a time, there lived a five family rabbits. One rabbit is the father named OllieBunny, the uncle named FranBunny, the oldest son named MatBunny, the other son named AlBunny and the cute daughter named [Nickname]Bunny."
"Wait, why am I called AlBunny?" Allen asked, who was sitting beside you.
"Shut up, AlBunny!" Oliver smiled, "Now where was I? Oh! Right! One day, they went out to get carrots to eat but EvilBunny came and took all of the carrots. The family became sad because they're so hungry. Then the next day, they went to the EvilBunny's house and killed him so they can eat the carrots and live their lifes. The end!"
You, Allen and Matthieu clapped.
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Catch Me If You Can
You were at your room, completely feeling bored since everyone's busy. That's when you thought that they'll play with you by force if you do so. So you entered their rooms and took their t-shirt that has their flag pattern on them.
Oliver looked at you you, only to see you wearing his Britain flag patterned t-shirt.
"Oh no, poppet! I'm still wearing that!" Oliver said as he walks towards you but you quickly ran away.
"Catch me if you can!"
Your father chased you around the house for no more than two and a half hours but you really had fun. Oliver took a break from the chase and you did your victory dance.
Allen turned away from the t.v, only to see you wearing his American flag patterned t-shirt.
"I was looking all over for that! Thank for finding it doll." Right before Allen could even come near you, you ran away.
"Catch me if you can!"
The chase lasted for a minute, having Allen tripped over which game him a nosebleed.
Reactions (Levi x Reader)
Levi never smiles.
That was a fact all of the Legion has accepted. It was difficult to get a laugh from him, even if it was just a tiny smile.
Therefore, it became your personal mission to get him to.
"What? How to get him to smile?" Hanji laughs, patting you on the shoulder, "I don't think you'll ever succeed on doing that." You frown, thinking hard.
"Well, I could at least, you know, try." They tap a finger on their chin, an amused expression on their face. After a long moment, they snap their fingers, a wide smile pulling at the corners of their lips.
"Are you kidding me?" you deadpan, pinching the bridge of your nose with your forefinger and thumb.
"What? I've seen him smile when he sees cleaning supplies! I'm sure it's bound to work!" Hanji beams, and you sigh.
"Fine, fine. I'll go get them," you say, and you
2p!child!America x reader x 2p!child!Canada-SitterPlease, make sure you have time to read this before you start >w< It is long as hell and has a shit load of cuss words and some stuff sexually said, nothing done, but probably still not suited for the average child XD Enjoy~!
You, a seventeen year old, were one of the 'best' babysitters in your city. Parents would almost literally throw money at you to babysit their kids. The reason for the quotes around the word best is because, you weren't that good. You didn't even like kids, but it did pay. That was all that mattered.
Those who truly knew you, would call you a troubled teen. You didn't believe that though. You felt that others thought, just because you weren't clean cut and perky, that you were troubled. You weren't. Sure, you might stay out late, cussed out a few adults before, and have a drink or two with friends. You didn't think those were grounds to call you troubled. Your parents thought you were fine.
Their names were Tino and Berwald. You thought you t
Stupid Cat (Jealous America x Reader x Americat)
Stupid Cat (Jealous!America x Reader x Americat)
*Disclaimers; Little bit of cussing up ahead but not enough to put a restriction on, also quite a few POV changes, Other than that enjoy :3*
~~~Third Person POV~~~
Alfred was happy that you had moved in with him, he truly was, after all it is normal for a couple to share a house after sometime dating. He got to spend more time with you and show his affection towards you more often, however so did his stupid obese cat.
The same stupid cat that has been hoarding you attention ever since you got here, the same god-damn cat that attacks him if he gets too close to you, the same annoying cat that gets away with EVERYTHING!, and to put it simply it was pissing him off.
Alfred peered around the wall, cheeks puffed out and lips forming a pout as he glared daggers at the fat fur ball on your lap.
To no surprise you were focu
ExtremeDrunk!2P!America x Child!Reader - Numb
You were sitting across the table with Allen who appeared to be really drunk. It was less than an hour for him to drink a glass of beer, whiskey and four bottles of vodka. And like every other time, you had your camera with you.
Allen was so drunk that he'd ask you if you'd like some from time to time but you refused after what your father told you about what happens if you drink alcohol. It was scary.
Oliver and Francois were out and Matthieu was sleeping upstairs.
"Do you... Do you have *hic* your camera?" Allen asked.
You nodded and took out your camera.
"Good!" Allen stoop up, "Video me singing*hic* Numb."
You nod again, hoping that he'd not remember what he did tomorrow. You pressed the record button and waited for whathe's going to do.
"What you're tired and you want to
Feel lost in a very hypocritical human face!
I do not know what I want!
The pressure of walking shoes!
It caught just below this one!
I did all the steps, you're wrong
Just take the role of the toes!" Allen sand a
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Talent Show
You looked up at the notice board on the school hallway that has a new paper pinned to it. 'Talent Show'. The title of the paper said. You smiled brightly, taking your pen, writing your name on the blanks below. "[y/n] kirk-Oof!"
You looked up and see the person who pushed you. It was a girl, same age as you. Hair blond with bright blue eyes, yet you can see the arrogance on her face.
"Like, move away loser!" she said, in disgusted as she write her name on the blank "Come on, Jane~"
"I-I'll catch up with you later." the girl behind her said.
The blonde nodded and skipped away.
"I'm sorry about that." The girl helped you get up "I-I'm Jane and the girl who pushed you was Sarah.
"That's okay~ I'm [y/n]~" you smiled then walked up to the notice board and complete your last name, "land~!"
"I-I'm really sorry!" Jane blurted.
You turned to her. "Don't be sorry. You're not the one who did it."
"B-But S-Sarah always blame m-me"
"And why is that?"
"W-Well... Sarah's father is a millionare which
Undisclosed Tendencies [Modern AU] (Levi x Reader)
If there’s a downside for being a prodigy of an employee that you are - it’s having to do more work than you should.
So here you are - alone in your cube, in the late hours of the night, doing some finishing touches on your presentation for the board meeting tomorrow. And after downing your third tall cup of latte just this afternoon, you resorted to your ever reliable music player to keep you awake - because you certainly don’t need any caffeine or sugar rush to keep you up the whole night.
"There. All done." You sighed contentedly after a few more taps on your touchpad with an upbeat song booming in your ears. You leaned back on your chair and gave your limbs its well deserved stretch before leaning forward to your screen again, reviewing it one last time before hitting the print button and sending a copy to your superiors, namely Erwin Smith, Hanji Zoe, Mike Zacharias and Levi Ackerman.
"Oh look! [f/n] just emailed her report!" Hanji exclaimed as her tablet’s
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
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
to crumble up
the remnant pieces
of my love for you
and throw them in the trash
but I'm such a bad shot.
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