Carousel Stories

Melanie x reader You are a K-12 concert backup dancer who gets stuck in a love story with Mel It's going to be from a girls perspective but if people want just pretend it has male pronouns or whatever you prefer

Caution Contains blood, gore and other fun stuff ;) Enjoy!

I saw her across the room, ever so quiet. I soon fell in love with the class outsider who never really spoke. Her name was Angel. She looked like an Angel. What a perfect name for such a perfect person

Annalies Van Wyck was no stranger to the rich life, her father was the Mayor and that meant she was expected to be what most rich girls are: proper and good mannered. But her father won't allow her to see any boys unless they're fancy rich guys and the newsboys were prohibited, that is until she runs into Kid Blink and the two soon find a liking in each other. Then one ride on a Carousel changes their lives forever!

- Pretty Girls can be ugly inside ; Young girl lives in an arcade were the carousel is were she sits and cries. Her only friends are imaginary . And the people who live in the arcade hate her.

A collection of poems

You never have been verry popular around others,you were a bit weird as some people said because you were a bit shy.Since no children came to be your friend,you started to feel lonely...But one day,as you were at the house of your grandmother during the summer holidays,you found a weird object in the attic,it had a lot of dust on it,when you dusted it,it turned out to be a little clown box.You were curious about it because of the little card symbols on it,a heart,a club,a diamond,a spade and a little joker on the middle.You oppened it and something jumped out of it....or should i say....someone.. NONE of the art used in this fanfiction belongs to me,credits goes to their creator. This story happend after the events of Deltarune but Kris doesn't get possesed by Chara. There will be Susie x Kris in this fanfiction,don't like it?Don't read it! The reader is the ADOPTED child of Kris and Susie who are now adults (around 24). The reader can be any gender and is a teenager,Jevil is NOT an adult in this story. No lemons as well as Lime will be in this fanfiction. The characters from this story except the reader belongs to Toby Fox. This story is pure fanfiction,none of this is true. Jevil might be a bit yandere over the reader but he's not gonna kill or abuse them,let's say he is gonna be a soft yandere.

Round and round, the blood goes round and and round. The death comes back and the seatbelts get tighter, pulling him back to his death over and over, how can he save himself?

You, (Y/n), are a quiet and reserved girl- outcasted by your peers and unwelcomed by many people because of your sexuality, and mainly because you aren't sane like all the normals that surround society. You're a timid and neglected girl, abandoned by your parents at a young age, and constantly harassed at the orphanage you've grown up in. To your everlasting misery, you have been sent off to a sleepaway school all alone with no friends and a penchant for attracting trouble. On the first day, however, you are acquainted with two unique girls- a sensitive yet strong girl named Crybaby and her cool, laid back best friend Angelita. The three of you grow an inseparable bond and become a dynamic trio. There is something peculiar about Crybaby that has piqued your interest. Perhaps it's her adoring personality, pretty appearance or loveable way of behaving, but the more time you two spend together, the more enthralled you are by her. Soon you begin to develop romantic feelings for Crybaby. Later on, more girls join your freakshow of friends, and you all soon find out the school is an institute hidden underneath a grandiose facade. Altogether you must survive the horrors at K-12 and suffer through bullying, abuse from the faculty members, possible demise, and so much more. Despite all of the unfortunate events taking place, you try your best to maintain a wholesome relationship with Crybaby whom you quickly fall in love with. And hopefully, maybe she would feel the same towards you. But why would she ever like you back? She's interested in men, not women. But what if you are wrong? What if she does love you as well? Will there be obstacles in the way of your relationship blooming more intimate with Crybaby?

ᴀʟʙᴜᴍ: ᴄʀʏ ʙᴀʙʏ (ᴅᴇʟᴜxᴇ) ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ: ᴍᴇʟᴀɴɪᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴛɪɴᴇᴢ sᴏɴɢs: ᴄʀʏ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴅᴏʟʟʜᴏᴜsᴇ sɪᴘᴘʏ ᴄᴜᴘ ᴄᴀʀᴏᴜsᴇʟ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀʙᴇᴛ ʙᴏʏ sᴏᴀᴘ ᴛʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇᴇʟs ᴘɪᴛʏ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ᴛᴀɢ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴍɪʟᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇs ᴘᴀᴄɪғʏ ʜᴇʀ ᴍʀs. ᴘᴏᴛᴀᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴀᴅ ʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴇᴅᴅʏ ʙᴇᴀʀ ᴄᴀᴋᴇ

Book of Melanie's songs with lyrics.♥ Will have the music video. I will make more Books with other band and song artist and you can request them if you would like.♥

Every day in the city of Diamondwood, the amusement park is enjoyed by boys and girls of all ages. At night, it changes. After the park closes to the public, it opens to the outcasts. This is the story of a girl named Ember. Ever since she was a child she loved to ride the carousel. That love filled into her adulthood, but that little carousel holds secrets.

It was a Tuesday morning, and I was staring at an invoice for $5,000. "Content retainer," it said, in calm black letters. I opened the Linkedin post they'd sent me for approval. It was a generic listicle: 5 Ways to Boost Productivity. There was a rocket emoji in the first line. I hated it. In that moment, it hit me: I was paying a small fortune for someone to pretend to be me online - and they were doing a terrible job. But doing it myself felt impossible. I didn't have the time to be a writer and a designer and a strategist. So I sat down at my computer, opened my code editor, and made a quiet, ridiculous vow: I am going to build a robot that writes better than them. It started as a simple script. Just "take this idea and turn it into a post." But then I got obsessed. "It needs to research," I thought. So I gave it eyes: a way to search the web and pull in real stats. "It needs to critique itself," I realized. So I gave it a conscience: a critic agent that would call out fluff and clichés. "It needs to be beautiful," I decided. So I taught it design principles, grids, type scales - all the stuff my agency kept getting wrong. Three months later, Nuclear V1.2 was born. I fed it the kind of messy idea I used to send to the agency: half a rant about my market, half a question about where it was going. It generated a carousel. I skimmed it twice, changed two words, and hit "Post." An hour later, a VC slid into my DMs: "This is brilliant insight. Let's talk." That afternoon, I cancelled the agency contract. Nuclear V1.2 isn't just a tool. It's the moment I stopped outsourcing my voice to mediocrity. It's proof that you can take back control - not by working more, but by building something that finally works *for* you. [Read the full story & get the tool](https://ellvid.gumroad.com/l/rhgnnu)

A small found poem on the carousel from Catcher in the Rye

Short stories of Melanie Martinez Music ( Crybaby album )

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A trans boy goes moves to the city after mothers death with his little sister, he still hasn't had the surgery, he takes his little sister to an amusement park late at night, he thought there weren't many people until he met Michael a tall boy with blue hair Editors: me and @horton3001

The newest member of the Dollhouse Asylum, nicknamed 'Cry Baby' is in the institute as she meets new people, with strange back stories, as they live through their strange life.