a shocking announcement. // levi by HumanitysShortest, literature
Literature
a shocking announcement. // levi
"I believe all of you might be wondering why I've gathered you here tonight," Commander Erwin's calm voice silenced the mutters and whispers that came from the cadets and squad leaders seated in the mess hall, the smell of herbal tea and coffee lingering in the room.
During dinnertime, Erwin has ordered that no one leaves the mess hall, for he was going to make an announcement that would change how things work in the Survey Corps. Everyone was on the edge of their seat, wanting to know what exactly is that announcement the commander was about to say.
"So? What is it?" Captain Levi was getting a little impatient, his fingers plac
Double Trouble
By Curious4ever
Part 1
My name is David Parker and up until recently my life had been just like any other average sixth grader. Nothing strange or unexpected ever happened to me but that all changed the day I found a most unusual medallion on my way to school.
I attend Deerfield Middle School with my friends Billy, Toby and Mark and since I only live about three blocks from there I can usually walk to school in less than five minutes. One Friday morning I was about a block away from school when I spotted a silver medallion lying on the sidewalk. Bending down to pick it up I noticed that it was very old. On
Peeling the suit's stretchy material from the plastic insert, he took a proper look at the artificial skin. Rubbery but somehow pliant and soft, it had been packed very tightly into the box, folding out and unravelling until it reached the floor. It was just about the right height, as far as he could tell, and the options he'd customised on the order page had come through just fine - silky shoulder-length copper hair, lightly freckled skin with sultry makeup pre-applied, gentle features and a cute nose.
He ran his hands over its folds, gently poking through the eye holes, playing with the hair. It felt bizarrely realistic and artificial at t
War of Jealousy (Levi X Reader) by Halice042, literature
Literature
War of Jealousy (Levi X Reader)
You hadn't looked at Levi in two whole days; not since it happened. He did not like this one bit. He took the advice given to him and kissed you as told to. He even drifted away to wait for you to come to him! But that's not the thing; you weren't coming to him. Now you practically ran from the mere sight of him.
Being on a whole new level of pissed Levi went to see the shitty advice giver herself. "Hanji!" He yelled upon entering the lab of the erratic woman. She stood up with a cheesy grin on her face. He wanted to beat every shred of happiness out of her in that moment. "You said (f/n) would come running to me if I kissed her and
Good Doctor Locklear by xMadame-Macabrex, literature
Literature
Good Doctor Locklear
There was nothing but groggy swirls of illusionistic euphoria. The drugs they had administered to him were too powerful for anything else. His senses were obstructed, and he was alone with the cackling voices inside his head. They grew louder and louder until he could no longer bear it. He tried desperately to claw at his face, to do anything to hush the dull roar. But it was in vain, as his arms were strapped securely to his chest by the straight jacket that subdued him.
He collapsed onto the doughy floor beneath him. He had been in this miserable cell for who knows how many days now? Perhaps even weeks or months, God forbid, years. He had
In the near future, a grim reality awaited those convicted of crimes deemed worthy of the ultimate punishment. In this dystopian tale, inmates found themselves transformed into jesters, their lives forever chained, both figuratively and literally. Forced to live as permanent clowns, they were condemned to wander the halls of a prison, their voices silenced, their every movement imbued with a twisted sense of amusement. Visitors were occasionally permitted inside the prison walls, and it was then that the jester inmates were compelled to perform ridiculous shows, entertaining the onlookers with their forced jests. Among the countless inmates sentenced to this bizarre existence was a young woman by the name of Lily. The day of her arrival at the jester prison was a moment forever etched in her memory. As the towering, iron-clad gates swung open, she stepped hesitantly into a realm she had never imagined. The air was heavy with a lingering sense of despair, the very aura of the prison seemingly suffocating. Lily was led through a labyrinthine maze of arched hallways, her footsteps echoing in the hollow silence. The occasional distant laughter only served to intensify the gravity of her situation. Eventually, she found herself in a dimly lit chamber, where a row of jester costumes adorned the walls. Her heart pounding, Lily approached the table in the center of the room, where a pair of somber prison guards stood solemnly. They handed her a vividly striped outfit, its colors appearing almost garish against the bleak backdrop of the prison. She unfolded the costume, and to her astonishment, she discovered that every piece of clothing was intricately adorned with tiny bells. Like a discordant symphony, these bells would jingle with each step she took, an audible reminder both to herself and others of her new existence as a jester. Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, Lily began to undress. She carefully removed her ordinary attire, relinquishing them to a forgotten past. As she donned the striped vest and pants, it felt as though she was putting on a persona rather than a mere costume. In that singular moment, Lily transformed from a person into a representation of mockery, forever confined to the role of the fool. Next came the oversized, floppy shoes. Each shoe was comically enormous, making it near impossible to walk with grace or dignity. The discomfort of the ill-fitting footwear only served to amplify Lily's sense of powerlessness. Lastly, she reached for the iconic clown wig, vibrant and unruly, a crown of absurdity. As she adjusted the wig upon her head, she caught her reflection in a cracked mirror. The once familiar face gazed back at her, now distorted by exaggerated makeup and a painted-on smile which concealed her inner turmoil. Dressed in her jester uniform, Lily took her first hesitant steps into the prison's central courtyard. The jingling of her costume's bells seemed to reverberate throughout the desolate space, filling the air with an eerie soundtrack to her sorrow. For the remainder of that day, and every day thereafter, Lily's existence became a monotonous routine. She walked the prison's halls, her chains dragging at her ankles, her voice forever suppressed. Her days melded together, each one more indistinguishable than the last. When visitors were allowed into the prison, Lily would be shuffled onto a makeshift stage, forced to perform clownish antics for their fleeting amusement. With every exaggerated stumble, every ridiculous gesture, she begrudgingly obliged, her self-worth fading further into the shadows. In the solitude of her cell, Lily would often imagine a different world, a world where chains did not bind her and ridicule did not define her. A world where she could exist as nothing more than herself, free to express her thoughts and dreams without being trapped in the perpetual mockery of a jester's existence. But in the jester prison, such dreams were nothing more than a desperate flicker in the darkness, for Lily and countless others like her were destined never to escape the irony of their fate. The jingling of bells would forever echo, a constant reminder of their transformation into permanent clowns, bound by invisible chains that would follow them to their grave.
Shape the World -22- First Time by CoefficientKiller, literature
Literature
Shape the World -22- First Time
Continued from Chapter 21. SHOWING OFF CW: trauma (resolved), contortion …And tomorrow is going to be even better. Now that spring is arriving, a sunny day actually means a warm day, so there is no need for a large winter coat. Katie puts on a windbreaker over her thin outdoor clothes, says goodbye to Echo, and heads outside towards the public place. Once there, she quickly spots Claire’s beautiful face – she is only wearing sports clothes and looks a little cold in them – and reunites with her. They do some small talk. “Perfect weather for being outside!” says Claire, “I can even do some of my exercises outdoors in this weather.” Without any other prompting, she bends forwards at the hips, reaching until her palms rest on the concrete pavement without bending her knees. Then, she shifts her body weight onto her hands and kicks her legs up before quickly stabilizing herself into a perfect handstand. Katie’s eyes light up, and she applauds quietly. “Oh, this? This is nothing!” “I