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    AN: This is a sequel, so it might not make much sense unless you've read the first part. ^^'' (If you'd like to read it, the link is in the description)    "Whaaaaaaaaat?" practically yelled Sasha, causing you to cringe and look behind you at the group of male cadets all gathered on Marco's bunk on the other side of the room.    "Don't be so loud, Sasha!" You hissed. She, Mikasa, Christa, Ymir and you were huddled together on your top bunk. Annie lay on her bunk below yours, apparently sleeping.    "But you're going to the prom with corporal Levi! This is big, (f/n)!" Before you could open your mouth, Sasha twisted and yelled across

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

Biting the tip of your pen, you tuck your hair behind your ear trying to solve the “Daily Sudoku” in the Tokyo newspaper. A grunt is heard from your kitchen followed by the sounds of various boxes dropping to the ground. Eye twitching a bit you choose to ignore it, adjusting your legs, you pull them back from resting on the coffee table to tuck them underneath your body. Nibbling on your bottom lip, you press your pen forward to fill in an empty slot.   Rip. Crunch. Grunt. Thud. Rip. Crunch. Grunt. Thud. Are heard coming from your kitchen. A tick appears on your eyebrow as you try to concentrate on the Sudoku in front of you, on

Levi/Rivaille Ackerman You should have been delighted to see the name on the small slip of paper, but you slowly felt a small dread begin to fill you. A heavy weight lay in your stomach, and you struggled to swallow. A dozen eyes looked at you expectantly, burning into your skin and setting your body aflame. "Well~~?" Hanji asked from the other side of the room. "C'mon, speak up!" You looked up, biting your lip in an effort to stifle a shy smile. "Levi" You spoke, voice loud and clear (if not a little shaky). All eyes directed themselves to the other side of the room, where the corporal sat, eyes narrowed. "Oi, four-eyes, I thought I wa

Republic City, 3 Blocks from the Pro-Bending Stadium "So now, I'm in deep trouble. Amino has got me on the ropes, the Omnitrix timed out, and I still have half a pie left. I manage to find cover, and what does the supposed super-genius doctor do?" Korra smirked, already guessing where this story was going. "He starts monolog-" "He starts monologing!" Ben yells, nearly spilling his smoothie. The two were walking down the street of Republic City, swapping stories from their past. "It's like this prepared speech about how feeble I am, how inevitable my defeat is, how the world will do be his! I mean, come on!" Korra nearly snorted, never get

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

"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

A night in New York City. Supposedly the proud parent of romantic encounters around the numerous landmarks, gigantic blow out parties in the hottest night clubs, and the ritziest people found on every high end block. Now, if someone could explain how that translated to you dragging a drunken Mr. Ackerman home, that would be just lovely. Beginnings are the best place to start things, so let's roll back a few hours. The annual company bash was in full swing, the windows of the office's lobby reverberating with the noise. You weren't sure if a single coworker was sober outside yourself. Even the sullen Mikasa had a pink tint to her cheeks, and

[WARNINGS for creepiness, violence, TRIGGERS for abusive/obsessive relationships, and probably language.  It's a yandere ship, that's your warning right there.  No lemons, though.] Premise: The reader is struck with amnesia following the most recent expedition of the Recon Corps, and is assigned to Levi's care.  Both of them put every painstaking effort into helping her restore her lost memories.  All the while, the Reader is beset by nightmares that hint that something more sinister and deceitful is at work. Let the creeping begin. 8D ---Reset--- His hand clamped coldly over your mouth.  Your strength was weakening.  To someone like him