The Moment it Shattered [Levi/Reader]Your light steps seem deafeningly loud in the silent, deserted hallways, the flickering light thrown from a few candles aiding the shadows in coming to life and playing tricks on your mind. It's still better than the suffocating, lonely darkness of your room. At least now, you have a purpose (albeit a small one) rather than just laying in bed alone trying not to let the horrors in your head paint themselves over the ceiling, playing over and over again until you're either driven mad or fall into a fitful sleep. So far the first hasn't happened (hopefully; you suppose you wouldn't know if you were crazy) and you're realizing that nightmares are becoming a more frequent nightly visitor than even your boyfriend.
Funny then, that that happens to be where you're going, right? You understand why he hasn't been spending time with you, though. It's not like you're the only one with problems as a result of the things you've seen.
While you are left with crip
After the Scarf: Day Out"Are you ready?"
You looked up from the mirror you stood in front of, brush in hand. Rivaille stood in the doorway, one hand on the door frame, his face blank as usual. He wasn't wearing his normal uniform, instead opting for a button up shirt and black slacks, but still wearing his cravat, you noticed. The thought brought a small smile to your lips.
"Almost" You replied, giving you hair a few more strokes with the brush.
You looked up again, finding your daughter pushing her way into the room from between Rivaille's legs. She wore a simple home spun dress, her dark hair and eyes matched that of her father. She was truly growing in a beautiful girl. Rivaille always claimed it was your beauty she inherited. The thought made you blush.
Jeanne looked up at you, holding onto the folds of your skirt. Her eyes went wide, and a grin graced her childlike face.
"Wah~! Momma looks so pretty!"
Rivaille chuckled, leaning against the door frame. "Yes, she does." The way Rivai
Reluctant Heroes (Jean x Reader x Eren) CHAPTER 2
**THIS SERIES IS CURRENTLY ON EXTENDED HIATUS. AS OF YET, I HAVE NO PLANS TO CONTINUE IT.**
“I can’t believe she’s still running,” you mused as you absently watched the Potato Girl run. You smiled in disbelief. Day one and she had already earned her own nickname. “It’s been five hours now, she must be exhausted.”
Jean paused on his way to the dining hall, raising an eyebrow at you before following your gaze out to the training field. He snorted.
“She seemed far more concerned about missing dinner if you ask me,” he said, resuming his stride. “Come on, I’m starving.”
You rolled your eyes, but followed him without complaint. As you approached the doors, you caught sight of a small group gathered outside. One of them happened to be the boy you had seen earlier and you felt another pang of recognition as his eyes made contact with your own. Something stirred inside you – unfamiliar and uncomfortable.
Attack on Titan x Reader: Aim for the Top [Ch.10]
[Attack on Titan x Levi's Sister!Reader]
The sound of the small balls coming out from the muzzle of the firearms screamed loudly into the air. The sparks seem to come as each one shoots out, then disappearing in a split second. The light turned on and off, and the sound was still ringing in everyone's ears. [Name] kept pulling the matchlock, quickly shooting right after. She saw the bullets hit the Titan's eye, and she smirked.
They began to step back, steam rising off their eyes as it began to regenerate. Their hands were rose to their eyes, surprised of the sudden attack. The shooting had now stopped, and [Name] heard the sounds of footsteps hitting against the metal supports from above. The sound of clothing then was heard, telling her that the seven had started to attack.
[Name] lowered he firearm to her side, but kept it up so that it was ready t
After the Scarf: Wedding Bells (Part 3)There was a knock at the door, and you looked up from assembling your bouquet as the sound reached your ears.
"Rivaille, if that's you again-"
You stiffened, but your voice didn't portray your nervousness as you told him to come in.
Jean peeked around the door, one hand in front of his face. "You are dressed, right?" his voice shook a little as he spoke.
A blush came to your face. "Of course!" you waved a hand at him. "You can look."
Jean lowered his hand, and stared at you in awe. "______." he breathed in wonder. "You look amazing."
You smiled at him, a blush forming on your face. "Thank you." You said quietly. Jean continued to stare at you, his mouth slightly agape. You turned your gaze away, looking down at the flowers in your hands.
There was a long silence, filled only by the chatter of the soldiers outside as they filed into the cafeteria for the ceremony. You realized that Jean was still staring at you, his cheeks gone bright red.
Attack on Titan x Reader: Aim for the Top [Ch. 9]
[Attack on Titan x Levi's Sister!Reader]
"I won't tell you all of it, but I'll tell you."
[Name] stared at their surprised faces, obviously shocked that she was alive. Several thoughts ran through the small groups mind, [Name]'s too. The pictures of her being swallowed up by the bearded Titan still lingered in her head. It was a horrifying experience, the thought of dying within the hands of the Titan. It scared her, but she would of died with her friend Eren, with someone. Better to die with someone than no one, right? she thought. [Name] looked at her friends, who were recovering from their gawking. "You better be listening, because we need to hurry."
[Name] opened her eyes again, and still felt the weight of Eren in her arms. Her eyes widened as she barely saw the pinkish walls of skin fly past her. Darkness was around the two cadets, and she couldn't tell where they were heading. Her gr
Crosstalk || Jean x Reader
Once again, you were in a heated argument with none other than Jean Kirstein, otherwise known as the biggest idiot you've ever had the pleasure to meet. You weren't surprised, given the current situation you were in. It had always happened at least once a week. Neither of you knew exactly how this whole thing started, but its not like you cared.
Currently, the two of you were causing quite the commotion in the hallways, which was quite problematic for the trainees who tried to pass you both without getting involved or their heads chewed off.
"Oh yeah? Even with a 'horse face' like mine, I can still manage to get a girlfriend!"
"Don't lie to make friends, Jean."
"I have more friends than you ever will."
"Your hand doesn't count."
Well, that shut him up. You even earned a few 'Oohs' and amused faces from your snide response, and it only fuelled your desire to embarrass him more. You casted him a smug look, as if to rub it in his face and let him know that you had th
Attack on Titan x Reader: Aim for the Top [Ch.14]
"Kill. . . Levi?"
Her own brother? [Name] gritted, and the parchment in her hand got even more crumpled because of her hand that was tightening. She had to assassinate her own brother.
And it was assigned by Erwin Smith, the commander.
[Name] then stood up, and look up at the walls. What was she going to do now? She didn't sense anyone watching her, but this person could possibly anywhere. Why couldn't they get another person to do it?! she thought angrily.
To kill Levi or to watch all of her friends die in the most horrid way.
"What do I do, Marco?"
If I want to save my friends, and not kill Ravi, I guess I have to kill Erwin Smith. Yet, [Name] could tell that the Commander was a good person, and is like a fatherly figure. No, that's just an act.
After the Scarf: A Walk"Ah! (Name)! Please don;t pick that up!"
You looked up from the crate you held in your arms. Armin strode towards you quickly, taking the crate from your arms and setting it down beside him. He turned back to you, pursing his lips in concern, his eyebrows furrowing together as well.
You gave him a scowl. "What was that about?" You asked, placing your hands on your hips. "And what is with the face?"
Armin crossed his hands behind his back, glancing down at his boots. You could see him bite his lip, a habit he was terribly guilty of these days.
You crossed your arms, staring down the shorter boy. "Well?"
Armin glanced up at you, then returned his gaze to his boots. "Well...you see, with you being...well, you know...I don;t think it is such a good idea for you to be picking up heavy objects and such."
You felt your jaw drop. "Armin!" You gasped, shocked. Said boy flinched visibly. "Really? Just because I'm pregnant does not give you the right to boss me around."
Armin took a step back, ho
Storms [Levi/Reader]The rain pelts your skin, leaving your hair dripping and your body shivering, but you can't seem to pull yourself out of this trancelike state. Your eyes stay locked on the sky, only looking away to blink the pesky liquid out of your eyes. It's raining torrentially, and you know that it's only a matter of time before the black sky is lit with the -- and there it is, the crash of thunder, accompanied by a bright flash of lighting. You stare adamantly at the place where it appeared to strike - nothing rises from the impact zone.
You aren't sure how long you're out there for, but your teeth are chattering and your lips are turning blue. Your civilian clothes are doing nothing useful - they cling stubbornly to your skin, despite how many times you peel them away. But you can't go inside. You can't until the storm is gone, because until then, you won't be able to relax, your muscles won't be able to unwind - you would be nothing more than a huddled
Thug!Rivaille x Lady!Reader: Glitters like GoldChapter 8
You pushed your way into the tavern, inhaling the sour scent of alcohol and earthy scent of dirt. The tavern was empty, all its usual occupants at work or lunch. Only the tavern keeper sat behind the counter, leafing through a book.
You tried to creep past him, but his voice stopped you:
You froze, turning your head slowly in his direction. You smiled nervously. "Yes?"
He nodded his head to a barstool. "Sit."
You knew you probably shouldn't be interacting with this man, but a part of you wanted to trust him, to make a friend in this strange tumultuous world.
So you sat opposite of him, hoisting yourself up onto the barstool and leaning on the wooden countertop.
He observed you over the contents of his book, setting it aside after a moment and crossing his arms. "What did you say your name was?"
You had to bite back your answer before you revealed your real name. "(Fake name)" You smiled. "And you are?"
"Gerard." he replied, offering a large, me