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Imaginary friends-Part54 (NEWPARTAFTER9MONTHS OMG)Peej has explained to me the precise ins and outs of Chris’s new job in vivid detail. The official title is something stupid and long that neither Pj nor Chris really remembers but it basically boils down to waiter at a fancy restaurant.
It’s not what he wants to do, of course not, no one dreams to serve tables for the rest of their lives and certainly no one goes all the way through a three year university course, come out the other end with a degree in film studies to then become a waiter at a fancy restaurant.
No this is not Chris’ dream, nor is he happy in it; he’s in it for the money. I can’t deny my surprise to see Chris; the boy who went for at least a year sleeping with anyone and everyone he could not taking a second glance after the deed was done to a man who gives up a future in film or something similarly high flying in the media industry for a job as a waiter just to support his wife whom he married because he impregnated her. All in all this
Imaginary friends - Part 53'Phil!'
Hug, they haven’t seen each other face to face in a while.
Explanation: Netta had the baby.
I would continue to watch the short reunion between Chris & Netta and Phil & Eddie but it seems stupid since it's only been a month since all four if them were together (when Phil and Eddie offered to help Chris and Netta move into this "cosy" flat in a "lively" neighbourhood, which it certinally is, Pj tells me there's children screaming most of the night) and then only been a two week gap between now and the last time Chris and Phil saw each other which makes all this seem a little overhyped and not really worth my coverage, and besides I have imaginary friends to talk to.
Vi and Pj were standing behind Chris and Netta, Pj at lead was seemed to be attempting to get around like myself but the doorway is small and ultimately neither of us got anywhere before Phil and Eddie were invited in and the doorway was cleared.
I hugged Pj and gave Vi a supportive tap on the sh
Imaginary friends - Part 52'So I've moved to London!' Phil shouted at the camera for the fourth time in five minutes. He paused after again, that one didn't sound quite right either. 'I have moved to London haven't I?' He mumbled to himself 'I've moved in with my boyfriend.' He added– almost too obviously this isn't a new concept to him this move has been planned for months, but recently I've found he just likes to say it out loud when he's on his own around the house. Usually I laugh because despite the gravitas of the realisation he always sounds ridiculously childish while stating it, I don’t think the little squeals help him sound mature but their easy to forgive, he’s just still excited. But this time he follows the statement up with a sentence that doesn't equate to one huge grin or any sort of squeak and he says 'So he should be in the video.' With an awful lot of purpose as he stood up from his spot in the bedroom where he'd set up to film this thing, grabbed the camera off its stand of
Imaginary friends - Part 51It feels like Phil’s graduation is an important enough event to document. It was a proud moment for everyone, myself included, I don’t care I had no influence on the fact that he’s graduating, I don’t care that I haven’t spoken to him in nearly three years and that last time he saw me was in a dream here his boyfriend was cheating on him with me. When I stood up there with him as he received his degree I felt like I could cry - I didn’t, but I could’ve – then there was the audience, the majority of them were disinterested in Phil personally but clapped and smiled in line with the spirit of these events, they were parents and family of the other graduates it’s understandable that they didn’t know who Phil was, but there was just to the left side of the right set of chairs there was Phil’s four guests in the forms of his mum, his dad, his brother and his soon-to-be live in boyfriend. Those four people were just as close t
Imaginary friends - Part 50This year Eddie stayed at Phil's for the Christmas/New Year’s week. Phil's mum has always said she thinks Christmas is about everyone being together, 'a big occasion with everyone together' is how she put it, before mentioning agreeing that Eddie could come and stay because he's borderline family and hasn't got one of his own to go to.
The hot topic this year was definitely the fact that Phil is moving both to London and in with Eddie. Over the course of the eleven days Eddie stayed there was only two mealtimes where the subject wasn't mentioned, alluded to or was the main theme of the conversation. It was from my point of view very repetitive; they talked about everything from chores to bills to 'aw little Phil's growing up' etc over and over again but unfortunately neither Phil nor Eddie nor anyone else ever got tired of talking about it.
The sleeping arrangements this time were as per usual Eddie sleeping in Phil's bed with Phil, him closer to the door than Phil. The onl
Imaginary friends - Part 49I think you can easily guess what happened that evening in the hotel room, as it turns out Phil really does like it when people ask him to move in with them – in short the proposal means he is now very excited. And I mean excited all over the body not just in his head.
Eddie noticed this excitement on the journey home and -probably unfairly- played to it to his own advantage on the way home by describing the house and explaining what it'll be like when they, firstly visit it tomorrow -since it's current occupants are in America for no reason specified- and then what it'll be like to live in it. Only he didn’t phrase it like that. He made it sound like this house was the sexiest thing on the planet, the ultimate haven of romantic experiences and domestic bliss; he made it sound l like honey was flowing from his mouth into Phil’s ear, sort of calming Phil down but also giving him a sugar high at the same time. When they got back to the hotel room the calm part pre
Imaginary friends - Part 48With the hotel room inspected in the sense that they as a pair got to grips with the layout and what was provided for them on a free basis, they then set off for a restaurant where Eddie had made a reservation.
The restaurant was well, big; in all honesty, it is just huge. It had areas for all different things but the two floors were the main separation, upstairs for parties with children and families, apparently there's special areas with stuff for the kids to do when they get bored instead of defacing things; downstairs is pretty much just for adults, more of an intimate setting for dates and things where the diners care less about the excitement that could possibly come with sitting on a second floor and more about their own conversations - the music is calmer downstairs and there is a stage for singers or musicians but no one's there now.
Eddie and Phil fit in perfectly fine downstairs with what they're wearing; were they not here on a Wednesday and if they actually wanted to they
Imaginary friends - Part 47The following Wednesday was the anniversary of Phil and Eddies first sober kiss, this is the thing I know about and Phil doesn't, it’s a new feeling to have the edge of knowledge over Phil, I like it.
All Phil knows about this is he needs clothes for tomorrow and to wear ‘Suitable clothes for going to a nice restaurant’ So white shirt, black jeans and converse type shoes that he wears an awful lot, were the makeup of Phil’s outfit, with a change of clothes tossed carelessly into a backpack that he has over just one shoulder when he arrives at the entrance to Eddie’s apartment building.
He was about to call up to Eddie’s flat using the buzzer when Eddie -who’s standing by his car wearing similar clothes to Phil- called him over.
He greeted Phil properly with the phrase 'Ah Phil may I just say you are looking beautiful this fine afternoon.'
'Why thank you.’ Phil said as he approached ‘And may I ask why you're talking like a serv
Phan - 9th September(A/N If you haven't read this journal (http://leaveittothelastmin.deviantart.com/journal/12-days-continuation-399201351)you will have no idea what the hell I'm talking about so I advise you go do that before reading this)
Dan can't sleep.
I know this unfortunately because he keeps moving; constantly tossing and turning in this bed and I can feel every single movement in vibrant detail because this bed we're in is an air bed; every time he presses down into the bed on his side I'm pushed into the air and vice versa.
We're staying in what once was the spare room but now will be the baby's room at Carrie’s house when they are born; only currently it isn't because as you may have guessed the baby is still residing in Carrie's uterus and me and Dan are sleeping on the floor of this room in case -even though he isn't due until the eleventh- he comes in the night so Carrie isn't alone and also so we can help her if and when she needs us in her day to day life while pregnant, I ima
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!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
Infectus [Hunger Games!AU] | Levi x Reader
Your body trembled; anxiety reaching high levels as you swallowed hard, inhaling deeply in a weak attempt to calm yourself. In the world you lived in-- the one you desperately wished to be normal, there was something that should have never existed.
Twenty-four people were chosen. It didn’t matter who they were-- they were tributes. They were young. They were innocent.
But it only lasted for so long.
You had always managed not to get chosen, thankfully, but every time the drawing happened, you were on the edge of insanity. This time had been no different.
Silence among the crowd, your blood ran cold at a familiar word.
Desperation brought out the worst in people. Everyone did whatever was necessary to survive, regardless of the consequences. You never wanted to become like that. You swore to never succumb to such actions.
But you had to.
Like everyone else, you had something-- someone to live for. And you certainly wouldn’t go without a fight.
At first, you wanted
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
HetaliaxReader - Need A Hug? - 2P!England
Gripping the blanket even tighter around your shivering shoulders you raced up the stairwell. Reaching the top of the stairs you took a quicker breather before continue to run up the next flight of stairs. Once you had reached the next floor you only had to walk across to reach room 272. Gathering the blanket tighter in your hands you lightly knocked on the door, hoping that he’d answer.
From behind the door you heard a little commotion, someone yawning before hearing shuffles towards the door. The door opened slowly at first but then was fully swung open. Inside was a very awake Oliver although from his bed hair you could tell that he had been asleep only moments ago. You noticed that his bright blue eyes were stable and not swirled with pink which you took as a good sign. Oliver was wearing a pastel blue shirt with the word ‘no’ printed in bold white letters. You guessed it was from his pastel goth days. Along with the shirt Oliver also wore pink pants.
6 days to Christmas - PhanDan threw me against a wall and pinned me to it, placing small kisses and dark patches around my neck.
'You warm now baby?'
'What?' I asked but Dan didn't stop kissing me to answer, and then I remembered. 'oh that, that was yesterday.-' he rolled his hips into mine '-but oh my god yes.'
'good.' he mumbled as he worked his way along my jaw 'you were a snowman.'
'And now you're trying to melt me?'
'Well that depends, am I succeeding?'
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