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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
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
2P!America x Child!Reader - Tic Ticci
"Al~! Can you take me outside for ice cream?" you asked.
"You already had your ice cream." Allen responded as he changes the t.v channel.
"Daddy said that I can get another one~!"
"You can say all the please cuz I ain't going out to get you ice cream."
"Fine!" you pouted.
"Good girl!" Allen smiled as he ruffled your hair.
It's only an hour after Allen told you that he can't bring you outside for ice cream but you didn't give up.
You stood behind the couch that Allen was sitting on. That's when you started annoying him.
"Tic... Tic... Tic...Tic... Ticci... Tic..." you said, smiling.
~~~Five minutes later~~~
"Tic... Tic... Tic...Tic... Ticci... Tic..."
"Ticci... Tic... Tic..." you raised your arms up, "TWITCH!"
"Fine! I'll bring you out to get ice cream!" Allen blurted.
"Just. Don't. Do. That. Ever. Again."
You happily nodded.
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.
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!Canada x Child!Reader - Tell Me A Story 3
"Mattie! Tell me a story!" you jumped on his bed, making it harder for him to read.
Matthieu closed his book and removed his glasses, "What kind?"
"Short one! Suitable for kids!"
"Okay. Sit down."
You stopped jumping and sat beside him.
"Once upon a time, there was a boy. His name is Allen... The end."
"That's not a complete story!" you jumped on him and started pulling his hair.
"It's a complete story." Matthieu said, sounding like it didn't hurt at all.
"No, it's not!"
"If you don't stop, I'll tell a scary one."
"Then I'll hunt you forever!!"
Matthieu grabbed and drop you out of his room before locking his door.
"Jerk!" you yelled.
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
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
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
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,
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