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035. Hold My HandFeeling his hand close tightly around hers, Hungary started to shove Prussia away, but looking into his face, that feeling melted away into guilt and concern; the albino had tears running down his pale face and his shoulders were shaking with suppressed sadness.035. Hold My Hand by Tsuyosa-10
"Damn, this wasn't supposed to happen to him " Prussia blurted angrily, trying to get rid of his tears with his free hand. "Old Fritz shouldn't have died " he weakly whispered.
"Prussia he was growing old, there was nothing you could've-"
Angry red eyes that were spilling over with tears glared at her, "Shut up! Just shut up," he begged; staring down at the freshly covered grave once more. "I got strong I wanted to protect him, like he had me, but he died anyway; I failed," he managed to say, feeling choked by his own repressed sobs.
"Why didn't you go to the funeral?" Hungary asked softly.
Chuckling bitterly, Prussia swallowed, "And show the world how un-awesome I'm being? No, thanks. I visited be
Tea (Historia Reiss x Reader) (AUish?) (Name) (Last Name) looked down at the mess she had made. She surely was going to get into a lot of trouble for this one. If it wasn’t the Master who beat her up over it, it would be one of the other servants. They had never been able to accept her as an employee. Most of them thought of her as a reckless scoundrel that the royal family had found off of the street, and the only reason she was even working there was because they pitied her.
She had been delivering tea to the young Princess when she accidentally, and quite clumsily, bumped into a nearby table, and spilled the tea and biscuits all over the new carpeting. (Name) looked down at her dress, and saw that it also was stained a light brown. The royals had supplied her with that uniform, and she knew that she was herself was going to have to pay for a new one, with money she didn’t have.
At the sound of the loud crash, the King ran out into the hallway, and saw the servant so desperately trying to clean up the me
Pixie Pranks [VariousxFairy!Reader] ErenModern AU!
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You kept hearing that name nearly everyday that you've been hidden in the castle now. You were confused on your first day there - two of the male giants had got into a fight while they were eating, one of them was a boy with bright sea green eyes and brown tousled hair. The other was taller, with sharp light brown eyes and odd two-toned hair. They were yelling at each other for some reason, and it scared you. You were hidden behind one of the wooden pillars on the ceiling, watching the fight from below with fearful eyes. The two giants continued shouting at each other, their words too loud and arcane for you to understand, but you could tell that they were very angry at each other. It wasn't until the taller giant suddenly grabbed the collar of the shorter one and pinned him against the wall when you realized things were getting out of hand. You had to cover your mouth to cover a scream you had almost released when they started hitting each o
They Were Wrong |CRACK!|(Mephisto x Neko!Reader)Many male otakus had, well, a thing for girls wearing cute outfits. The stereotypical Japanese outfits.
First, there was the every so classical maid. The wearer should fit the personality. Elegant, yet tough. Soft spoken, but also confident. Yes, a woman that could walk with confidence was always a plus. The short skirts was a good thing, too.
Nurses were meant for the cute girls with the shy boy. It always worked. Always. It didn't matter. Look at Okumura-kun. He was a lucky young man.
Now, girls in a cat- no, neko costume was for the most daring and loud lady. She better be prepared to be hit by a tackle and pool of nose blood. And tissues.
Which brings us here.
"Oi, Mephisto! I dressed up just for you, so you better open the door and enjoy it, damn it!"
He wearily looked up from his game, pausing it. Should he stay silent and ignore his beloved human, or let her in and annoy him with questions? He decided to stay silent and mute the game. He continued the
Levi x Artist!Reader [Shadows] "What are you doing?"
"Gah!" You clutched your sketching pad to your chest in panic, causing the metal box that had been balanced on your leg to sway dangerously and fall on the floor with a rattle.
"N-nothing!" You stammered, hurriedly bending to pick the box up. On opening it and finding your meager collection of charcoal and pencils to be unscathed, you let out a sigh of relief, straightening and stretching your stiff back. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Levi's calloused hand inching towards the block of paper, and you swatted at his fingers before snatching the pad up and reseating yourself on the sofa, shifting so that your sketch faced away from Levi's curious gaze. You surveyed the short man's features thoughtfully, comparing it against the somewhat drab background of his office. The way his ebony hair fell over his forehead, the pronounced shadows under his eyes.
"Why can't I see?" monotoned the corporal,
Chemistry [Male!Hanji x Reader] [AU]
“Come on, Hanji. Just talk to her. How hard is that? Just walk up to her and VERBALIZE.”
Hanji Zoe rocked back and forth on his heels, clutching his notebook to his chest, his backpack occasionally grating into the wall. He anxiously awaited your arrival. Of course, anxious was putting it lightly. Had his heart pounded any faster, he was sure something inside him would splinter. His dark hair occasionally fell over the frames of his glasses as he stared into the wooden door. The halls were empty, so his tinkling zippers and his mantra bounced along the walls...only to return to him, reminding him what a coward he was.
“Ugh,” he rubbed some of the sweat now misting along his forehead. “Just man up and say something to her, you idiot. What’s the worst that could happen?”
He dared not even go there: there were multiple options, and he knew that. You could reject him, ignore him, call him “weirdo,” “crazy,” or “mad sci
RQ: (Jean x Reader) Crashing into you
WARNING: Some bad language ahead!
“There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.”
- Sarah Dessen, The truth about forever
You soar through the air, shooting out another wire and letting yourself be pulled forward by the hips.
Nothing beats it. The wind in your hair, the ground so far below you, the sky so close that you almost feel like you can touch it… You love using 3D maneuver gear. Love it. You feel so free, so… light… Like you can fly away like a bird at any moment. Soaring higher and higher, until even the titans can’t reach you. Until you’re completely separated from the world below.
That’s also why you love 3D maneuver gear training sessions. When your instructor, Keith Shadis, takes all the trainees out into the forest and you get to strap on the gear and hunt titans made out of ca
Girls Get Together ( Levi x Reader x Various )
(A/N : So I know very well that Annie Leonhardt is not in Survey Corps and other shit, BUT this is my story so everything here is peaceful! xD No female titans and other shit xD And a special birthday gift for the amazing :Icondorkyhipster: )
The girls of 104th squad were working out and laughing at the same time. After years of training, some nice muscles were decorating their bodies. Everyone could easily say that all of you were best friends, but you guys couldn't remember the last time you had some 'Girl's Talk'.
"I think we should not sleep tonight!" Sasha said out of nowhere
"Why wouldn't we sleep?" Ymir asked, doing push ups
"We decided to talk about different things! When was the last time we did something together?" Christa stated with a sweet smile
"Last time we did something together..." You murmured remembering the pillow fight you guys had back when you were trainees.
"Aren't we working out together, now?" Mikasa asked with an emotionless face
"She has a point" Annie murmu
Male!Hanji x Titan Shifter!Reader [[Commission]]
Anime: Attack On Titan/Shingeki No Kyojin
Male!Hanji x Titan Shifter!Reader
Commission for ImaginingComa
AoT/SnK and its characters © The fabulous Hajime Isayama
This story © RecklessAlbinoChibi
The Ever-So-Sexy Reader © Yourself, or whoever you want
Being subject to one of Hanji's stares was not exactly the most comfortable of things. Everybody hated it - including the Corporal. How could one not hate it? This 'stare' always seemed to occur when those blasted Titans were mentioned, which was often followed by an enthusiastic, one-sided conversation about them that seemed to last for hours. The stare itself was rather unsettling; purplely-brown eyes that seemed to peer into your very soul. In a small way, she was similar to the Colossal Titan - peering over the wall that you put up to protect