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     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

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

You let out an irritated noise, as you watched your boyfriend, Levi, who had a more irked expression than you. You were currently curled up on his couch, your bottom lip stuck out in a pout, not enjoying the fact you weren't getting the attention you craved from him. Levi made no effort to say anything, as he continued hurriedly writing with his quill. You let out a sigh. Then another, and another. Levi's feline gaze went from his paperwork to you, his eyebrows furrowed together in annoyance. "(Name), if you're just going to sigh like an idiot, I'd recommend to kindly move off your ass and do something productive." Levi half heartedly grumb

"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

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

    "Have you seen the new kid?"    "Yeah... he's kind of creepy-looking."    "Doesn't he carry around a stuffed bear?"    "What a freak..."    "His hair is strange. It's like, a vibrant purple..."    "Never mind that, have you seen his face?! Or those clothes he wears?"    You normally didn't pay attention to the groups of people whispering around you. They just liked to tell rumors and gossip. That's all high school was, anyway. This new student just happened to be their latest victim.    'Kanato' was his name. You'd only seen him about once, but you had to admit--he was a sight to behold. Not only did his appearance attract a

He was a thug, thief, murderer. All that was just a days work for Levi, being the notorious thug he is nothing fazed him that is what earned him his reputation - he had the ability to carry out hideous acts of cruelty and not bat an eyelid. Levi stalked around the dirty alleyways of the underground, this was the place he called home; after being thrown out by his parents he found that the underground could earn him a quick buck. Each time he found himself coming back more and more often he became involved with one of the most feared gangs and climbed up the ladder, from being a new recruit to being the boss all within a year. The undergroun

~*~*~*~*~*~ She stood out in the crowd, was a little too loud But that's why we love her She's not like other girls She could have conquered the world Until you broke her down. ~*~*~*~*~*~ You sat hunched in your desk, your (h/c) hair hanging in your face as you wrote on the white slip of paper your world history teacher, Mr. (Teacher's Name) had handed out to everyone in the room not ten minutes earlier. The class period was almost over, and yet you were one question away from finishing that nights homework. Smiling silently to yourself, you read over the next question that was written on the slip. Who were the Ottomans? You read the q

Stay Jeff the Killer X Reader Chapter 1 ~~~ A.N.: (y/n)= your name, (e/c)=eye color, (h/l)=hair length, (h/c)=hair color, (f/c)=favorite color, (y/h)=your hometown, and your 16, only thing I'm really choosing about you XD. Hope you all enjoy the first part of my Jeff the Killer X Reader story, Stay! :D I got this idea from playing the game 'Illusion: Ghost Killer' which, if any of you  know, is a Jeff the Killer game where your in what seems like an old, abandoned (SCARY) factory and you have to walk around (YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THERE) and place cameras in these red circles that are randomly around the place (AND ITS HUGE)! So yeah, it made me

“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

LAUGHING JACK          It was a nice summer day, my 5-year-old son James was playing outside in the backyard of our suburban home. James has always been a quiet boy, he plays by himself mostly, he never had many friends, but he has always had a wild imagination. I was in the kitchen feeding our dog Fido, when I heard what sounded like James talking to someone in the backyard. I’m not sure who it was he could be talking to, could he have finally made a friend? Being a single mom it’s hard for me to always keep an eye on my son, so I decided to go outside and check on him.        

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

“Look (y/n)” Lenore walked over and handed her younger cousin a dandelion. (y/n) was now the age of five, Lenore being six. “Pretty” (y/n) giggled as Lenore tucked it into her hair. The two girls played in the yard of Flavio’s mansion under the watch of Kuro and Lutz. “(Y/n)! Someone’s here to see you!” Flavio called out, meaning Luciano was home. (y/n) stood on her short legs and brushed the grass and dirt off before running inside. Lenore dashed after her eagerly into the large estate. “Papa!” (y/n) beamed as she flashed her small teeth at him. Luciano smiled and picked her up

STOP!  Before you read this fanfiction you should listen to Kelly Clarksons song Beautiful Disaster.  It will make this story SOO much better! =D Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner* Title: Beautiful Disaster Pairings: Sebastian/Ciel (yaoi) Rating:  T / Pg-13 Genre: Drama/Angst/Romance Summary: I am a demon and my life revolves around devouring souls. However, soon I start to serve under a young boy, who not only smells like heaven and sin combined, but has the most broken soul that is the most beautiful disaster. Timeline: Actual universe.  Also kno

Halloween This takes place about a few years before the event of the movie, Hiro is 10 “Alright, (Name).  This is the first year we’re not going trick-or-treating with you.  Make sure you stay with Hiro at all times.  Under no circumstances are the two of you allowed to separate, okay?” You nod obediently at your mom through the rearview mirror.  “Okay, okay!  Can I go now?” your eight year old self bounces in excitement as you grip the handle to the car door. Your mother smiles and nods, “Yes.  Be good.  Don’t stay out too late and say hello to Cass for me.”