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Quieter than a mouse, Faith peered through the bushes, watching her father, Levi, trudge his way to Recon’s Headquarters. You specifically told her to remain at home, since her father had quite a bit of paperwork to catch up on. (Naturally, you knew this since he’d been complaining about it every night.) But, she couldn’t resist. She wanted-no, she needed time with her Daddy. The boys had been dragging him inside and forcing him into roughhousing and wrestling. She couldn’t ignore her own tomboyish tendencies. She loved getting dirty, fighting and bruising as much as her brothers did. On certain days though, she enjoye

   You wrapped your cloak around your shoulders, sitting in a corner of the brown couch. You watched the fireplace as the flames flickered and danced, your eyes half-lidded as the crackling of the fire soothed you. You heard the chatter of the other soldiers in the cafeteria, where you had decided to skip dinner and lay in the common area. You your cloak around you tighter as the door opened and soldiers filed in. They were covered in snow, hoods up and hands covered with leather gloves. You breathed out, watching your breath swirl and disappear into the air. They finally closed the door, and you closed your eyes. You felt the couch sink, and

Frustrated Erwin let his head sink. In front of him, a pile of love-letters from secret admirers from everywhere within the Walls, every one of them saying how much they love and admire him for his courage. Even some from his beloved Legion couldn’t resist the urge and pressure of Valentine’s day and confessed their feelings. Some did it better, some did it worse, but in the end, he crushed every one of their dreams. He didn’t want to hurt them, but it just didn’t feel right to him, lying to them and playing their lover only that they would feel better. Wiping all the letters from his desk so that they decorated his f

(E/c) glimmered at the sight of the large Christmas tree planted in the room. It still had snow that was quickly melting off because of the heat emitting from the fire place. She had started decorating the tree earlier but couldn’t seem to get any further than the midsection of it without standing on her tip toes. Eren had passed by at a point seeing the girl struggle. He leaned against the door frame watching her attempt to reach the branches of the tree. “(Name), did you need any help?” “Yeah that would be great actually.” He strolled in and stood next to her. In a comparison height-wise, he was significant

Your lungs were burning, screaming in pain as your heart rate skyrocketed. The pounding of your feet on the hard track sent jarring vibrations up your legs, reverberating through your skull, making it throb in time with each footfall. Damn it, you thought. I have to become stronger! You increased your pace, feeling heat begin to blossom in your tired muscles. They ached with a dull, burning pain, but you endured it, just as you always did. For his sake… “You weren't at dinner,” a voice spoke. You recognised it as that of the Captain. “I guess I lost track of time, huh?” you panted, slowing to a stop before th

Spring-cleaning. Oh, how Levi loved it. The one time in the year when he had an excuse to use the vacuum cleaner at 4 A.M., just too get rid off fluff and crumbs. Yeah ... Let’s just say, the fun was only on his side. Being his wife wasn’t an easy job. Cleaning all day long and probably having the most stoic lover in the written history, you still loved this man. You weren’t really sure why you were in love with him, he just...was everything you had ever wished for. Excluding his cleaning obsession and ‘germ-phobia’. The faithful Saturday was marked with a red marker in his agenda, signalizing you to wear noise-c

"Bertl?" The voice came as a small whisper from the doorway of the room as a small ray of light pierced the darkness and made itself home on the brunette's sleeping face. The tall lanky boy stirred but did not awake to your call. "Berty?" You tried again, opening the door a bit wider, allowing more light into the room, enough to disturb Bertholdt from his peaceful slumber. His eyes fluttered open, focusing and unfocusing for a moment before turning towards the source of the light, and your face. "(Name)?" he asked groggily,  a hand raising itself to cover his eyes. You nodded, hugging the blanket around your body closer to your form. "Yea

“AHHH!!” You sat up so quickly you had no time to breathe. Once you were sitting up, you were breathing a little too heavily. Looking around you in a daze, you tried to pull yourself back to reality. You were in your room. The moonlight streamed in through the window as you slowly took back control of your breathing. Pacing your breaths, you slowed your heart rate down, slower and slower. You let your head fall to your hands and allowed a few tears to slither down your cheeks. Clenching your teeth, you fought back a heart-wrenching sob. The tears still came but you tried not to make any further noise. You didn’t want to dr

Imagine being in a long distance relationship with your favorite character. You two always talk on skype and put the webcam on. One day though, your favorite character tells you they’re gonna shower but forget to disable the webcam. You don’t care and wait for them to come back and talk again, but when they enter the room, you can see them only in a towel. Embarassed you eventually tell them via the mic that they forgot to disable the webcam. You see them running flustered to the computer to disable the webcam and tell you how sorry they are. {Bertholdt x Reader} Good god, you were excited. The school bell finally rang, and you

[Eren x Deaf!Dancer!Reader] [modern au] Eren sighed. He felt like he was about to throw up, his hands were shaking, and he could feel sweat beading down his forehead. He wasn't sure if he should go through with it. Maybe he should just turn around and head home, forget about it, and try to tell her some other time. 'No. I've gotta tell her now. I'm already here, so why not? I'm positive she'll say yes. I can do this,' he thought. And with that, he stepped in, out of the cold streets and into the warm, humid atmosphere of the studio. There she was, dressed in black leggings and a large sweater that hung off her shoulder, moving precisely to