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“Alright. Let’s try this again, real slow.” Levi pointed a slim finger at the equation in the book. “If x added to twelve makes thirty-four, what value is x?” “Uh…” you mumbled. “I… I don’t know.” “Ugh.” It had been like this for weeks now. Little over a month ago, your parents noticed your ever-slipping grades in school and decided to hire on a tutor to give you the extra education you clearly needed. It didn’t help a damn bit, however, when they decided to hire a fucking sex god for your teacher. Your grades just continued to get worse with him a

“Alright, let's try to have a nice, clean, game of truth or dare this time guys” Armin speaks out between us. You look at Jean and he gives you a smirk in return. “Oh I've got something, nice and clean (y/n) would like to get her hands on” Jean speaks out, not leaving your sight. You stare at him with no emotion. “The fuck, JEAN?!” you finally yell out. “OH trust me (y/n), this game is going to be UNFORGETTABLE, cause I've got something perfect in store for you” You freeze in shock for a second. Shit... Jean is known for making up dares that usually end in me getting stuck with horrible chor

"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

Eren Yeager You swallowed thickly as your eyes scanned the name on the small slip of paper. You dared not look up, for fear you would make eye contact with the brunette and betray who you chose. Moments of silence passed as you focused on trying to control the reddening blush on your face. You could feel the gaze of a dozen stares burn into your back. Summoning your courage, you let out a small sigh before speaking: "Eren." A murmur passed through the small crowd gathered around you. Eyes looked to Eren, who stood rigidly, a blush etched onto his face. "Whelp~!" Reiner declared, pulling you to your feet. You let out a small squeak at the

Yoh! Disclaimer: I don’t own nothing’. Except an over active imagination and a will to rather write this than do homework. Resident Evil and it’s many AWESOME characters are all property of Capcom and I am simply borrowing their likeness because their likeness is super sexy smoking’ hot. Especially together. Resident Evil Blood Chapter 4 – Ultimatum Somewhere in Paris. Five years after Raccoon City. One year ago. Bad situation under these circumstances was a veritable joke. Bad situation was a blessing compared to the current state of events. Bad situation was a huge and terrible understatement. Bad situation

Beep. Beep. Beep. Opening the door a slender hand reaches into the microwaves pulling out a pink heart. Lifting up your shirt to tuck it beneath your chin, you pull the waistband of your sweats out sliding the heating pad down onto your abdomen.   “Sweet, sweet merciful god,” you groan out leaning against the counter. Unwrapping a Ghirardelli chocolate, you pop it into your mouth rolling the sweet across your tongue letting out a delighted moan. Resting your head onto your folded arms on the counter, you groan when a cramp hits you. Grunting you press down harder on the heated pad. Standing up you grab your Camelbak water bottle

*Slight strong language warning!* It was just another day at school for you, starting the way it always did. With you shoved up against a locker door. "Hey there, bitch. Not so high and mighty without your friends, are you?" A girl sneered in your face. You just stared back, barely even blinking. This was not new, so why react to it? "Oh, so the whore thinks she's too high and mighty to talk to us," She snorted, and someone behind her piped up, "She's such a slut! I bet she's screwing all of them! That's the only reason they would ever hang out with such a useless girl like her!" The bullies laughed. "She also looks like a complete bimbo

"We're so stupid. How did this even f*cking happen? Why? This all so stupid," I muttered and started to pace around my room. Eren stood up, noticing he was completely naked as a blush crept onto his cheeks before he chucked his clothes on. He grabbed my shoulders to stop me from pacing the room and freaking out. I shrugged his hands off of me and stepped back from him, avoiding to have any kind of contact with him, not even eye contact. "... I don't remember anything, all this thinking is hurting my brain and worsening my headache. I need coffee." I rushed out of my room and into the bathroom, freshening up before going into the kitchen to m

"THOR DONT EAT THAT!" you screamed. You were loosing your mind as 4 wild grow men ran around the building. It all started when all the Avengers were at Stark Tower besides Bruce and Natasha. Bruce, was in a whole other country and Natasha was on a mission in Russia. You, Clint, Thor and Steve were watching the "magic box" as Thor would say when Tony can running upstairs with a goofy smile in his face. "I did it!" He shouted catching everyone's attention. "WHAT HAVE YOU ACCOMPLISHED BROTHER ANTHONY?" Thor boomed exited. "Cap, I challenge you to a drinking contest!" Tony yelled excitedly, blowing off Thor's question. "Tony do you remember la

You poked at the sleeping brunette softly watching his back rise and fall slowly. His head lay on his arms blissfully a small smile tugging on his lips as he was dreaming. “Come on Greece get up.” You whined softly. A familiar laughter rang through your ears as you turned around to see your favorite frenchie. “Bonjour, ma Cherie.” He smiled pulling you in for a hug. “Hey Francis.” You smiled hugging him back quickly. France looked at Greece and laughed softly. “Asleep again?” You nodded. “I know right. Why is he always so tired?” Suddenly Hercules’ snore was interrupted as

“Watch it, loser!” “S-sorry.” You said quietly. “Yeah you better be, bitch!” You sighed and continued to walk down the school hallway. In the distance you could hear other students rolling their eyes and sneering in your direction. You were almost to your locker when you were suddenly shoved to the side so hard that you fell on the cold floor. You looked up and saw Gilbert pointing at you and laughing along with the other students who saw. “Stupid frau! How dare you get in the way of the awesome me.” He said proudly before catching up with his friends. You sighed as you lifted yourself up a

     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

It was very late at night and you are still stuck in the library jotting down notes from piles of books asked by Hanji, your squad leader. Way passed curfew hours at the library sure gives you the creeps. Sure it was very peaceful but the deafening silence makes you uneasy. You can't help but think that something will come out of nowhere and scare the hell out of you. You are more scared of supernatural beings than those idiotic looking titans. Focusing on your work, you suddenly heard a rustling sound behind you that made a chill to crawl up your spine. Slowly glancing over your shoulder, you sighed in relief for it was only a rat. "Maybe d

It was quiet. Levi became suspicious immediately, something was off, but what was it? What was missing and what was causing the peace? Then it hit him. Hanji was nowhere to be seen, no sign of her at all, no Titan rambling, no pissing him off, nothing. As much as he wanted to relax, he couldn't, she could pop out of nowhere at anytime, she could be around the corner that was appearing on the horizon. He made a mental note to get medication for headaches and migraines later, he was running low and needed to stock up. He didn't pay much attention, so he failed to notice someone come around the corner until he bumped into said person, lucki

You were greeted with the gentle, faint aroma of tea and roses once you opened the door to your English friend’s house, his spare key clutched in your hand as you peered inside. There was nothing out of the ordinary; as usual, Arthur’s house was kept in wonderful condition, with everything clean and not a speck of dust in sight. Closing the door behind you, you quickly locked it and put the key away before sighing. Arthur had called you earlier, requesting that you come over. He was bedridden at the moment, and he absolutely refused to bring over Alfred to take care of him since last time the American had tried to place a hambur

WARNING: I swear in this. Get over it, the whole world swears all the time. As I once made an Italian say, “Swearing is good for the soul.” ~ “Ignorant fool!” “Prissy aristocrat!” “Filthy bitch!” “Black sheep!” “Anime freak!” “I take that as a compliment, stuck up bastard!” “At least I’m civilized, arse!” “Well, your language begs to differ!” “Guys, guys, calm down and listen to the hero’s awesome plan!” America interrupted you and England’s bickering. But both of you turned to him in a rage and

Okay, before anybody starts to think this is some weird idea, let me explain. For anyone who knows how to write (and I mean, REALLY knows how to write), you understand that a good story has everything written out on paper first.  You know, stuff like Outlines, Plot Triangles, Character Profiles.  This might be of a challenge to some of you and tie you down, but unless you are capable of keeping every piece of information in your mind, this is a good resource to fall back on.  If you do not need this, then fine—you aren’t required to use it.  According to Science Fiction Writers of America, do

"Corporal knows French?" You stared at Connie incredulously, you jaw slightly agape. Connie, satisfied with your response, leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. A shit-eating grin spread across his face, and he responded with a haughty tone: "Eyup. I heard him the other day, he was cursing in french at something that had gotten on his boot." Beside you, Reiner chuckled, the sound deep and low and reverberating up your spine. "Yeah right, Connie, you little weasel. How do we know you aren't lying?" Connie sat forward, his face enraged. "I'm not lying!" he exclaimed. "It's true!!" Jean looked less than convinced. "Re

 Art by: Politos.Burritos As you stare at the Lance Corporal Levi from across the lunch table you sigh depressingly. Just the thought of YOU and HIM together? ha you wish, the chance of that actually happening is like having a titan walk up to everyone and start a conversation like "yeah, y'know we don't feel like eating you guys anymore, we'll just disappear off the face of the earth so you can go and see lands beyond the walls" You look at your loaf of bread and just slide it in front of Sasha, whose eyes widen. "Not hungry" you whisper with a tint of sadness in your voice. "OH boy! Thanks (y/n)!" She replies immediately not noticing yo

“Hey hotstuff.” A cadet sat beside you, his flirtatious gaze looking at you. You felt uncomfortable but you shrugged it off. You just keep silent and eat your so called ‘meal’.   “Aw babe stop avoiding me.” As soon as he said it, a tick mark appeared on your forehead. You tried not to punch his guts. You just sighed and replied “Stop your freaking nonsense.” He laughed, the annoying tone disgusting you. You’re trying not to hurt him and he’s tempting you to do it. You looked at him as you tried to slap him but he caught your (s/c) hands. Your face frowned as a ‘tch’ esca