Animegirl0109

Warning: You're about to read mature and suggesting themes Story 9: Pillow Talk The mattress shifted making your frown at the sudden movement. The grey blanket only covering half of you body while you hugged the large pillow next to you. You groaned as shifted your position to try as sooth the pain on your left shoulder. You sighed in contentment; you loved this type of mornings. You also knew that the man next to you would start pillow talk any minute now. As if reading your mind Levi who was still shirtless turned around still hoping not to wake you up. You smiled as he wrapped an arm around your torso. With your eyes still closed he pul

Warning: You're about to read mature and suggesting themes Story: Chitchat in the shower “Levi?” You asked stepping into the apartment. You were exhausted. Your day had consisted on meeting and paperwork. Apparently your bosses had heard that The Recon’s Company had offered you a job and a very juicy offer. So, you guessed that they were pushing you to your limit until you decide to leave. You still hadn’t talked to Levi about it and didn’t even know that you were going to accept the offer but how things were going, you probably would accept it. You were a little angry about how little faith they had on you a

Warning: You're about to read mature and suggesting themes Story 7: Soft hair You hummed a quiet melody while lying on your stomach with your arms forming a 'Y' as they held your head up. Your eyes were closed while trying to recall all of the song’s melody. You heard as your boyfriend quietly groaned in displeasure. He was obviously annoyed by the distracting noises you were making. You chuckled internally and moved your legs in the air to the melody’s rhythm. You honestly couldn’t get the addicting song out of your head. For Levi it seemed that the song was so stuck into your head that you had the necessity to be sang e

You were quietly talking to Armin, simply minding your own business when suddenly, a wild Hanji popped out of nowhere, startling you both. “Ahhh! There you are _____-chan!” You yelped when the brunette glomped you, knocking you to the ground. Armin looked at the scene nervously with a nervous smile on his face. “What do you want Hanji?” You grunted. “I got the perfect way to get you and shorty together!” You blushed immediately, you hated that the brunette knows about your little crush on the raven haired corporal. “Go on.” You said with hesitation. “I call it the Jealousy Mission.&

There was affection about and Levi was not amused. Not. One. Bit. He stood a good distance away, silently seething while you were showered with affection by the boys from the 104th trainees, you couldn't stop blushing from it. He hated it, he hated how these idiots could easily walk up to you and make you blush, he especially hated it that they're touching what's his. Well...You weren't his...Yet. An eyebrow twitched in pure irritation. Levi pushed down the growl that wanted to escape when Jean's arm wrapped around your shoulder and pulled you towards him, causing you to blush madly, a couple chuckled at your reaction. “_____'s sure

    Mmm you groan and blink sleepily “Shh, it’s okay, go back to sleep sweetie.” You feel someone kiss the top of your head you then turn over mumbling your older brother’s name and quickly fell back asleep.        *Time Skip to a few hours later*    You woke up to someone playing with your hair and humming your favorite song, Mortician’s Daughter you slowly sit up which causes the humming to stop and the hand to disappear. You slowly blink and yawn stretching before turning your head slightly to see what or who was playing with your hair. You let out a gasp of disbelief and happily tackled your older brother i

Warning: You're about to read mature and suggesting themes Story 1: Phone Call You were currently in your penthouse in New York; with nothing more than one of your boyfriends white cotton button-up shirt and when you say nothing else it means nothing else. You had finally decided to move a month ago and you still weren’t accustomed to the place. It was so… big. You sighed; you were in the white leather sofa with your legs up reading a book. You hadn’t sighed because the book was bad, it was actually pretty interesting but your mind had stopped comprehending it’s words a few ages back. You sighed again; you wanted

It was just one of your normal days. Nothing happened. Nothing special. But something did happen...according to Levi. He was acting strange, whenever you would talk to him, he would all of sudden outburst when you refuse to do something. Well...he usually outburst to everyone that refuses to do something, but he was always...easy on you. But for the past 2 days, he hasn't been acting right. Maybe he was still mourning over his squads death? No..that can't be it, it's been a whole month. You decided to confront him face to face today about the whole situation. You knocked softly on his door, waiting for a reply. "Come in." He yelled. You open

    You watched his lips move in mute fascination, the thin, pale petals flowing over antiquated terms. You learned on the hard oak table while your chin was cupped in your palm. You vaguely understood that Sebastian was discussing that Shakespeare fellow, but you couldn't care less. All you needed to know was that gorgeous cardinal eyes were fixated on your young form, and that his blindingly handsome face looked so sexy when he concentrated.    "Miss?"    You blinked, sitting back so quickly the chair wavered. You felt like he had asked something of importance. Hot embarrassment crept up your neck as a heavily awkward silence set in.

Saying Please (Claude Faustus x Reader) “Why not?”  You puffed out your cheeks and crossed your arms over your chest in a pouting manner as Claude continued stirring the cookie-dough. “Because,” he said simply.  You rolled your eyes and groaned loudly. “You sound just like a parent…” Claude turned, his face completely serious, with the spatula in his hand.  He held it out to you. “Bribing me with cookie-dough?”  You asked flatly.  Your eyes flickered from the spatula, to Claude’s expressionless face, then back to the spatula again.  Finally, you snatched it from him.  “Th