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The Bronze LadyThe inventor was lonely. Usually she felt a healthy sense of care and wonder around her cogs and gears, but for some reason, lately, they weren't enough for her. She had to come up with something wonderful. She felt an intense need to make something that would be looked upon with adoration and praise. Or perhaps, she simply needed to kill her loneliness. So, try she did. Her first attempt was somewhat off. The gears didn't turn quite right and the strings kept popping. The piece kept falling apart before it took its first steps. She had to find something better. Lock and pin hinges made the next attempt better, but far from perfect. Any jarring in the steps of the piece and yet again, it would fall apart.
Her third and fourth attempts blew up in her face. Literally. She would not stop trying until something went right with the piece she was fashioning. And then, after a few more failed attempts and singed eyebrows, she finally got a finished product that had very few flaws. She cleaned
Sonja I don't generally like loud places.It's been that way since I was born. My mom said I'd even hush the cat when she'd cry, because I just had to have my peace. As I grew older, I started to loosen up a little. Let's just say that I wasn't rushing to heavy metal concerts. When I got to be old enough to do anything legally, I started to bar wander. It's like bar hopping without the hangover, because I don't drink. I'd pick a place that I liked the music flowing out of and I'd sit in for a few hours until the noise rose above the music. Then I'd leave. And so on, and so forth. I'd go back to my apartment and take a bath, relaxing as I'd listen closely to the sound of popping bubbles and running water. At work, I'd daydream about what it would be like if I was just like everybody else, and I have to tell you something. If the truth is anything like those daydreams, I'm proud to be different.
Thankfully, my parents loved me enough to allow me a pass on major holid
Repayment for Sis Vaia The dancing girl was resting on the pillows. It wasn't time to regale the king yet. Though she had an idea of what he would want, she didn't want to be presumptuous and spoil her performance. Nor did she wish to lose her pretty head from where it sat upon her shoulders. The monarch always seemed keen to behead beautiful women if they ceased to impress him the way they once did. That was why this particular lady had kept her best talents hidden. Whether it was in the king's bed or in her regular performance space, she kept her abilities meted out so that he saw her body's beauty and became entranced before she threw in a bit of talent to throw him off the trail of there being more to her than her lovely shape and face. At that point in time, she needed the king to think she was a simple dancing girl. At least her escape plans were coming along nicely enough. She didn't want to hang around forever, after all. She was quite content to do wha
Missing: One White Female Her eyes felt like they were on fire. Who knew that being this lonely would make her eyes react? She'd been watching television all day and now she understood just how bad lonely was supposed to feel. She guessed she'd really done it this time, what with how the woman she loved just dropped everything and left her sitting there on her couch. What had she said? 'When Hell gets a make-over and freezes over?' That sounded about right. Frannie always was a bit on the dramatic side. But that's what she got for being with someone who wrote dramas for a living. She knew Frannie'd be back. She always came back. Every time she left, she used that same line. That apocalyptic line that rang in her ears when her Frannie would shout it at her and slam the door She'd come back. She always did.
So, here she'd sit and wait on Frannie to change her mind like she always did. But after a few d
+ Kiss Me, Baby + I've never really gotten the hang of telling anyone my personal business except my sister and, by this point, she's been dead and buried for ten years at least. I don't know why I did what I did, but looking back on it I don't think I can bring myself to regret the decision. What I can say though is that, without this one action I don't know if I'd even understand half of what my life's been really and truly been about. So, now I'm here, this tape recorder is running, and I get the distinct impression that I should be recounting my experience and I should be making it interesting. Unfortunately that was Diana's forte, not mine. My sister was actually the one person who could have helped me entertain you while pouring out my guts, but I suppose you'll just have to grin and bear it while listening to me.
When I was sixteen year
Slither Happy Soul The slow chill of the music made her body smooth itself out as it danced. She almost felt as though her heart was all in for this dance, as if her heart had decided that its home was no more in her chest than it was beating on the street. As the music hummed within and through her, it seemed as though every fiber of her was singing. Her hands were sighs, her legs whispers, and her head a breeze that none could follow unless they understood it themselves. And if they didn't understand after watching her masterful taking of the whole thing, they never would.
Her hips fluidly rolled, one side to the other, languid and reposed. She felt the movements before they happened and everything was working in tandem for her. Her life was melding with her dancing and, for once, there was something in her life she could handle happening to her. She
Life's Joy- (Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader) 
“B-but daddy, p-please, we need you to protect u-us what if the t-t-titan c-c-comes and e-eats us?” Levi demounts his horse, ushering for his concerned counterparts to move on ahead. “Aunt Hanji” tries to send words of encouragement from afar, but Levi’s glare was enough to sew her lips shut. His eyes trail over to Isabel, thousands of curses aiming at the sky when he saw his daughter’s tear laden eyes.
He used not care so much until he had a little girl to take care of. One who’s eyes held the wonders of the world, one who’s heart was as innocent as the bud of a rose. He crouches in front of her trembling body, concentrating on the way she picked at her nails.
Just like her mother.
Speaking of that, you were a little ways behind the two, your arms folded. Actually you were still quite bitter about Levi getting Erwin to forbid you from the expedition, so you were even more so
Massage Envy - Massager!Levi x Reader
You groaned as you stopped your continuous typing, stopping to lay back in your chair and rub the back of your neck tiredly. You sighed as you looked at what you had so far and realized that you only had a few more left to finish for your transcript. There was knocking on your door and you looked up from your lap.
"Hey, [ f/n ]! How you doing so far on your work?"
Hanji came inside your office, looking at you with a bright smile. You smiled tiredly as you sat up straighter in your seat, looking at your brown haired friend. She sat on your couch and crossed her leg over the other as she sat there comfortably.
"I'm almost done with my work and then I'll b--"
"Don't go to where ever you were going! We will go out somewhere!"
You blinked at her sudden eagerness and tilted your head confused. Hanji suddenly got up from her seat to sit in front of your desk, her eyes filled with excitement. You continued to look at her, feeling a bit worried on what she's going to bring
Parent AU: Actor!Levi x Singer!Reader II
"Papa, Papa look! Mama's on TV!"
Levi was currently coming from the kitchen when he over heard his son excitedly mention his mother on the large flat screen TV. He looked, noticing that you were presented on the TV show: Dancing with the Stars. Levi growled as you were dancing swing with the man who was presented as Reiner Braun who was famous for his appearances on dance movies and such. Levi continued to glare at the TV, watching as you had a smile on your face and Reiner was holding your body so freely. Eren looked away from the screen to look at his father, feeling the dark aura in the air.
"Horseface! Papa is getting angry again!"
"Young Master, I thought I told you to stop calling me that.."
"Hurry and get Papa some tea! I think he's going to blow!"
Jean sighed as scurried over to the kitchen, immediately making Levi's tea to help him calm down his nerves. Eren looked at the TV again, noticing that you and Reiner got a pretty high score for the dance per
Salty (Levi x Reader)
"This is it, huh," Levi mutters to himself, gaze fixated on the heavenly sight bestowed before him. Untouched golden sand covers the floor as far as his eyes can see, the sound of waves crashing against the shore soothing and calming. A gentle sea breeze rustles through his hair.
'Salty,' he realizes, taking in the scent. A loud yell snaps him out of his trance, and he turns around, glaring. Hanji comes running to the waves, letting out joyful laughter. They splash about in the water, something that Armin described as the 'ocean'. Eventually, the others near the shore, bright smiles on all their faces.
"Levi," a soft voice calls out. Your hand brushes his, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Don't just stand there, stupid," you snicker, "have some fun," and you walk towards your comrades, chuckling at the expressions on their faces. Levi takes off his boots and carefully steps onto the sand.
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Frere Jacques
"Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques,
Sonnez les matines, Sonnez les matines
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong~!" you sang.
You were at your room, jumping on your bed as you sang ones more.
"Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques,
Sonnez les matines, Sonnez les matines
Ding dang dong, ding dang dong~!"
"Poppet?" the door opened as you saw Oliver, Matthieu and Allen enter. Francois was behind them.
"Who taught you that song?" Allen asked.
"No one~! I heard uncle Francois sing this song while he's at shower~!" you replied.
Oliver ran towards you and hugged you, telling how you sang so cute.
Matthieu and Allen looked at Francois, waiting for his responds.
2P!FACE x Child!Reader - Little Boat On The Sea
You were laughing hard when Allen and Matthieu came downstairs wearing sailor clothes. You hold your camera ready to video them.
The thing is that they're not drunk. They're only doing this because they lost your favourite doll and you couldn't stop crying.
"Are you going to record this?" Allen asked, feeling miserable.
"1, 2, 3, Go!"
"Now the people they were so bad
That the Lord made the rain come down
And he washed away the bad cities
And he washed away the bad towns
And all of the people drowned!" Allen sang, which mad you laugh quietly.
"With the animals it was different
Though some of them drowned, too
The others were just poor animals
And they didn't know what to do!
So..." Matthieu sang.
You hold a paper boat on the edge of the camera to make it look like it's there.
"We built a little boat
As cut as it could be
And we put all the animals two by two
In my little boat on the sea.
The moo-cows went..." The two sang.
"Moo! Moo!" Allen sang.
"The piggies went...
A Father's Blessing [Daddy!LevixMommy!Reader AU]
'She's coming back home!'
'I can't wait to see her!'
'I should make her favorite dessert'
The raven-haired man slipped between his children who were scrubbing away at the walls. Mikasa was coming home for summer vacation and of course, the house had to be perfect! Levi was ecstatic to hear that his precious baby girl was coming home, although he didn't show it. But you knew how frantic he was. He'd been piling on chores on your sets of twins since she called the week before she got out. It's been three years already and she was going to be a senior starting in August. The thought of your oldest baby finally leaving the nest bought tears of joy to your eyes and also the sudden realization that you and Levi were beginning to be 'well seasoned'. You were starting to get gray hairs and dying them was out of the question. But in order to keep your 'Awesome Mom' title ( which you received from your kids friends) you had to step it up. You we
Project: FEM - She-Hulk (BrucexReader)Something is wrong….Why can’t I open my eyes?
“Doctor, she’s barely responsive!”
Who are they talking about…?
“She’s lost a lot of blood. Do we have anyone who is willing to perform a blood transfusion?”
Your eyelids felt heavy and you felt a piercing pain in your stomach. Your lips were dry and cracked, your throat was worse and your entire body felt like there was an immense weight on it. Just lifting up your fingers caused great pain. You searched throughout your memories to try and figure out what had happened. The harder you thought, the more your brain hurt. Not being able to open your eyes was starting to terrify you.
Your hearing wasn’t all too good but you heard a faint beeping noise with beeps that were becoming very frequent with each passing second.
“Wait!” you heard someone familiar yell. “(Name) and I have the same blood type! Let me do a blood transfusion.”
“Who are yo
Levi x Reader: Bitch please, it's fabulous 11
Bitch Please Epilogue.
Before yall read the epilogue, I just want to thank you all for sticking with this series. I can't even begin to describe to you how amazing it is to have had the chance to bring a smile to your face. That's an opportunity that I will always cherish and hope to achieve with all my comedy stories. Smile, Laugh, Grin like you can't grin no more. Cuz that means that I've accomplished my mission to make you happy!
And without further ado.......the epilogue!!!
They say that the first year of college is always the hardest because you're adjusting to new friends, a new life, and a new goal. Well, it goes without saying that this was the same in your case, except for the fact that you also had to balance the "old" with the "new." At first, you made a promise to visit Levi every weekend and took it upon yourself to drive back on Fridays and come back to Garrison city on Sundays. Unfortunately, after you fell asleep one time on the way back and accidentally drove
Love's Not So... Ch 5
"A Muggle? Draco, I'd have never thought. . ."
" Of course you wouldn't have. That's what made Nadia so perfect! No one would ever suspect a Malfoy of being so perfectly matched with a Muggle, now would they? It was so easy to make excuses to see her. . .and be with her. I was free with her, Potter. Free. D'you know how wonderful that feels?" Draco's head was cocked to the side now and Harry could make out the remains of his crying.
"But then why did you - ?"
"Leave the baby on your front stoop? Oh, come off it Potter. You already know the answer to that. Think for once."
Harry sat back in the chair and confusion littered his face. He sat so long, he found absolutely no explanation for it. He turned back to Malfoy and said, "Honestly. I don't understand why."
"Oh fine. Be thick. It's because I knew you'd be able to take care of her,
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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