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~A/N: Listen As You Read! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MYSVMgRr6pw ~ Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies     Oddly enough, what disturbed him the most seemed to be the way the metal dug into his skin, already bruised from years of scars, discolorations, and other flaws and imperfections that decorated his countenance as if they were strokes of paint of a canvas. And now he had added a new color to the palate, a dark maroon blending with the silver of the chains. The hue dribbled into old lacerations and the small indents in his skin, hardening and staining his usually pure and paled complexion. The crims

Your (e/c) eyes grazed across your fellow cadets as they ate, laughed and generally talking. While you sat there with your head tilted as it rested on your hand, (h/c) hairs falling around your (s/c) features as you watched the room around you. Seeing the expressions play across each persons faces compared to the emotion in their eyes, your gaze finally falling on your dark haired stoic Lance-Corporal; a ever vacant gaze in his silver eyes. I wonder what everyone is thinking... Him in particular... Levi Ackerman. You thought with a small sigh, jumping back when his steel bullet of a look met your (e/c) eyes as if sensing your thoughts. You

“Hurry up you damn brats! Run fucking faster!” Levi barked angrily as he watched the recruits run a little faster at his threats and yelling. It was training like any other morning, but they had a different instructor then their usual instructor. Their usual was ____ ____, a near close second to Levi of being humanities strongest. Many of the males in the Servay corps could agree that she was easy on the eyes, with her (E/C) eyes which would shine in the sun , her strong will and kindness, her (H/l) (H/C) hair which would shine when she walked and when she used the 3DMG. Levi didn’t want to take these shitty brats this mor

It was easy to sit down, and stay in that position. To relax with your arms strewn carelessly in whatever direction felt the most comfortable. Your eyes could stay shut, your muscles finally getting the chance to unwind. It was almost sad - you were at the point where just sitting down was considered blissful. Anything to take your mind away from the work that continued to pile up. This chair, it may just be the end of you. A smile cracked itself onto your face, what a silly thought. You, a soldier, taken down by a chair. Of course, there was more to it then that. Your overwhelming desire to not do anything and stay crawled up was what you w

~A/N: Listen As You Read BECAUSE THE IRONY IS FANTASTIC! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1U-Hb92cOeI ~     One of your favorite things about your lover, Levi, was not just his personality or stunning looks, but his adorable and oddly hilarious French accent. You see, Levi had come in from France about a year ago, not knowing a lick of English, and when he happened to stop by your cafe and order something in French -which you understood, due to the small classes during your school years- you couldn't help but feel your heart pound at the way his words flowed as steady as a river. Ever since you had taught him the basics, and as well as enoug

Reader Format Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin/ Attack On Titan Pairing: Reader x Levi Genre: Fluff/Romance Summary: You can't sleep and to make yourself tired, you wanted to write. Disclaimer: I do not own you or SNK but I do own all of your action within this story! ~X~ You sniffed as you were turning on your bed, it isn't working... Damn Insomnia! You slowly let your lids open and waited that your eyes adjusted to the darkness as you sighed in defeat, I guess I'll write a bit... You swung your legs off the mattress, got up and went to your knees, where did I leave the notebook, lighter, plume and ink? You reached under your bed and searched

"Oi! Reiner! Stop it!" Said blonde was currently drumming his fingers on your opposite shoulder, a grin plastered to his face. "Oh? And why should I do that?" he asked in a purr. You giggled, covering your mouth and trying to send a glare his way. "Am I making you...uncomfortable?" He whispered in your ear. You swatted him away, laughing. You looked away, and found yourself staring at Jean, who was seated cross the table from you, gazing at the two of you. He looked bored. "Jean!" You said loudly, cuasing the boy to flinch. "That's a nice shirt, did you get it from the market?" Jean blushed and directed his gaze away. "Nah, my mom made i

You had a slight problem. Actually, correction; it was a small problem, but it was ruining your entire life. And you needed help, fast. You couldn’t stop blushing around Captain Levi. It was bad. You were in his squad, so naturally you spent almost every day with him. And of course, your hormones had completely taken over, and now you were completely head-over-heels in love with him. What’s not to like about him? He’s Humanity’s Strongest Soldier, he’s quiet, and even rather rude at times. Yet he’s brave, strong (extremely strong), loyal, and he genuinely cares about his men. He’s intriguing, myster

     ~I guess this might contain spoilers if you haven't seen Corazon yet ~     "Hey, Corazon." You call out. "Do you smell something burr....ning?" You stopped and looked at your clown faced friend. "God damnnit, Corazon. This is the fourth time this week."     He looked over at you and chuckled nervously, rubbing his neck. "Ah, (y/n). Sorry but do you think you could light this for me?" He held out a slightly charred cigarette for you to take.     "Why don't we focus on your coat first." You sighed. Corazon only laughed again before allowing you to pull the giant purple coat off of him. "You know, I'm beginning to think that your coat

Why did he even bother? The idea that each and every time Levi Ackerman had shit thrown at him he proceeded to get back up was astounding. When would it end? He worked his ass off at his damnable job, dragging himself out of bed to get bitched at by his bosses for hours on end. And for what? Why did he work so hard for this? Levi thought that money might be the required adhesive to keep his crippling marriage together. He thought that if he forked in enough cash he might be able to keep Petra at his side. But what happened? He spent too much time on work and too little time on her, and it drove her even further away. Into the arms of anoth