"(Y/n) I never did have a chance to ask you but what did Captain Shorty want to talk to you about?" Sasha asked as she rode her horse next to yours a smirk on her face. You blushed. Mostly everyone knew your crush on the Captain and teased you on a daily bases.
"O-Oh nothing. He uh just told me to go to his office after we come back. He said he wants to tell me something." You said remembering the words he had told you before the wall opened.
"Oi! Cadet (L/n)." Levi called. You turned your head to look at him.
Rip. Crunch. Grunt. Thud. Rip. Crunch. Grunt. Thud. Are heard coming from your kitchen.
A tick appears on your eyebrow as you try to concentrate on the Sudoku in front of you, only a couple more left then I will go in and check on. Hearing a crash, you huff out frustrated. Dropping the newspaper on the couch you stomp your way to the kitchen to see your best friend slash crush, Aomine, squatting down trying to hide the broken glass, a protein bar shoved in his mouth.
“Aomine,” you growl out, stepping forward, you g
"Yes!" 11 voices ring and echo around the court.
"Do you know about that new first year?" Tanaka asks as he picks up volleyballs with Noya. "They're calling her the Guardian Angel of Karasuno. Apparently she's a high caliber libero!"
Noya's about to answer when Daichi adds in his own words. "Yeah." The volleyball captain says thoughtfully. "Michimiya was going on and on about an extremely talented first year. Apparently she saved lots of balls during the Inter-High preliminaries."
"Ah, really?!" Tanaka asks Daichi enthusiastically. "That's cool! Noya, looks like you have competiti-"
"How tall is she?" Noya asks quietly, looking his captain straight in the eye.
"Her height?" Daichi looks taken aback by his unorthodox question. "Michimiya said something about her being abnormally short. She's only 158 cm tall.
You groan, hearing your cell phone blasting next to you on your nightstand. You were having such a nice dream, too! What made it so nice? It couldn't be because of the blonde-haired, G. I. Joe soldier come to life, dripping wet from splashing around, man who trains you. No, it had to be the beach water that made your dream so great...Yeah, that's it. Smirk, smirk.
Answer it? No, you'll pass on that. It's not like you didn't love watching Germany getting all pumped up and sweaty-I mean, training hard with him. But today, you just wanted some alone time. Away from the ever-so quiet Japan, flirtatious Italy, and the yum-GERMANY! You weren't going to think 'yummy', never...Besides, he was all training, no love life action. Though, it didn't mean you couldn't...admire him, right?
After being taken in by the Axis alliance a year ago, you found yourself strongly attracted to Germany. Love? Maybe yes, maybe no. You weren't sure, that could be because
You had been there several months now as an addition to the team, but mostly to keep an eye on Loki. After everything that had happened on Asgard Loki had been banished. The Asgardians had demanded his death, but his brother, Thor, had offered the God of mischief mercy, sending him back to earth to serve the very people he had so desperately tried to kill when he first arrived on earth.
When you had first learned of the real reason for your promotion you had been furious. Fury knew as well as anyone else what Loki had done to you. You could still hear his voice in your head sometimes, ordering you to kill innocent people. You had been under his spell, just like Clint, and there had been nothing you could do about it. You had been in the wrong plac
There was nothing out of the ordinary; as usual, Arthur’s house was kept in wonderful condition, with everything clean and not a speck of dust in sight. Closing the door behind you, you quickly locked it and put the key away before sighing.
Arthur had called you earlier, requesting that you come over. He was bedridden at the moment, and he absolutely refused to bring over Alfred to take care of him since last time the American had tried to place a hamburger on his head as a way of curing him.
It was funny, yes, but Arthur had informed you that he’d rather not have ‘that greasy morsel’ – you were quoting his words – on his forehead.
“Arthur?” you called out softly, quietly climbing the stairs so you wouldn’t disturb the ill Englishman.
“Sweetie, why don’t we skip the fighting part and just get to the making up?” Jean’s voice flirtatiously called to you.
“In your dreams horse-face.” You added a little neigh at the end of my statement, and Jean’s smirk turned into a scowl.
“I’m so getting you for that (f/n).”
“Let’s see you try.”
You both put up your hands and got into fighting stances as a group of cadets circled around, as you two were the last pair to practice your hand to hand combat. Jean swung first, hoping to get you with a surprise attack, but you saw through it and grabbed his right fist with your right one. You then kicked the back of his legs and flipped him, still holding his fist.
“You ready to accept your defeat, Sweetie?” Your voice was mockingly sweet, but you really did want Jean to just say he lost in order to clean up a bit before dinner. Just as you was thinking this, Mikasa walked b
(A Levi X Reader One-shot)
You and your friends sat at the table, loudly talking throughout the time allotted for lunch. While you were eating your bread, you heard Jean get a bright idea. “Hey, we should play truth or dare.” He smiled at his idea, like he was some kind of a genius. Eren however, had a different idea, “What’s the point in that Jean?” He question cockily, “We all know that wimps are going to chose truth!” He lowered his voice and mumbled, “Like you…” Jean was offended and stood up, “Watch it Jager! I would have chosen dare and you know it!” Your facial expression twitched as th
Tuesday July 12,855 12:45pm
"ARE YOU CRAZY HANJI?!"
"maybe a little but don't worry ____! everything will be good!"
"PEOPLE ARE GOING TO FREAK OUT WHEN THEY SEE A 15 M CLASS TITAN WITHOUT A WARNING"
There stood you and hanji butting heads as eren stands there awkwardly. He scratches the back of his head; laughing nervously. Hanji wanted to experiment to see how long Eren could keep his titan form. You were against it; it would bring to much unwanted attention.
"Don't worry ____!" Hanji said with a huge grin on her face,placing a palm in your shoulder. "I got approval by the short corporal! so everything will be fine as long as he's a distant away" Hanji pushed you and eren furthe
A/N: First damn fic on here, please don't kill me. Spoilers for Captain America: The Winter Soldier, language warning too.
70 years ago
[You took me to your favorite place on earth]
"Hurry up! Bucky! Steve!" your legs carry you up the hill as fast as you possibly could, pulling on a boy's sleeve, while the boy pulled on another's.
Steve's panting as he tries to keep up with you. "Gosh, (First)! Go a bit slower, won't you?"
(First) giggles. "C'mon, Stevey! We gotta go see my favorite place on the entire earth! Me and Buck's gonna leave off to the camp today- it's the last time the three of us will be together for a long time. Oh, hurry up! Both of you, it's beautiful, really, Steve!"
Bucky jogs up a few paces to meet you. "Hold up now, (Nickname). I'm sure we can get there without Steve combusting."
(First) pouts. "I told you not to call me that, Buck!"
Bucky laughs, ruffling your hair as Steve finally catches up.
[To see the tree they
You took a seat in your desk and sighed. The sun was setting and everyone was just about to go to eat dinner. As for you, well, you didn't even have the energy to eat. You were just damn tired after a day of training new recruits. Since they were all new to the scouting legion, you had to teach them literally everything from zero to a hundred. They were a bunch of curious kids that asked way too many questions as well.
You decided it was best to take a shower and relieve your aching body, and have some time to relax. You let the warm water sprinkle over yourself and smiled. Just feeling the warm water against your skin made your stress evaporate away like the steam.
After you had finished taking your very long bath, it was almost time to sleep, not for you, but for the cadets. You still had a bunch of paperwork waiting for you, sitting on the side of your table like good children waiting for t
“Reiner! Get your ass back here!” You shouted at the blond boy who had just dunked a bucket of water on you, and was currently running away.
“No thanks, (f/n)!” Reiner was still running away, as he knew if he went back you would beat him to a bloody pulp.
Sighing, you started to run after him, slowly catching up to him before Eren appeared in front of you. You tried to stop, but you were running so fast that you bowled over Eren and landed on top of his chest. You immediately started blushing as your face was only centimeters away from Eren’s.
“S-sorry, Eren.” You mumbled quietly, looking down and making sure your hair covered your bright, red face.
“A-ah, it’s okay (f/n). But, uh, would you mind getting off of me?”
“O-of course!” You bolted straight up as soon as Eren had asked you, and offered your hand to the boy still on the ground. He took it and you two stood there, awkwar
“Is this going to hurt?” the man before you asked, observing you as you heated up the electrode plates with your breath before sticking them to the sides of his head.
You smiled, looking into his clear blue eyes that stared at you in anticipation. “Not at all,” you reassured him. “I’m only going to check your brainwaves. See how you respond to some of these words,” you said, showing him a long list of Russian code words you had found and which had been frequently used during the Cold War by Russian spies and soldiers.
“What if they’re the right words?” he swallowed hard, letting his eyes shift over your face. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Don’t worry, Bucky. That’s what we wa
‘I don’t know,’ you replied to you best friend of three years. ‘I don’t think it suits me.’ You looked at yourself in the mirror, wearing the dress you had bought a few hours earlier to wear to a party Tony Stark was hosting in Stark Tower. It hugged your body and floated around you as you walked. It was truly a beautiful dress, but you didn’t know if you were confident enough to wear it.
‘Yeah… I bet you look awful in it’, Steve sighed again. In the time you had been in your bedroom he had put on the suit Tony had given him to wear, cleaned your messy kitchen and even managed to watch the whole eight o’clock news.
You swallowed hard, looking at yourself one last time, before finally making your way back to the living room. Steve was sitting on your couch, his arms spread across the back. He was wearing a suit Tony had specially made for him and you felt
And so that's how you started to think about the possible things that could embarrass Levi. You shared your thoughts with Hanji and she evaluated whether it could embarrass him or not. You carried out the experiments that Hanji told you to do that could embarrass him but none of them worked.
Furthermore, you were the one who always ended up getting extra chores and running laps. How on earth did Hanji not get any of those punishments? You started to think that Levi has this grudge against you for pissing him of for like a million times.
'Damn.. I'm starting to feel hungry...'
You were cleaning the stables and horses after running for 3 hours straight with no lunch. When you were brushing the horses, you looked at it.
"Hmm. I guess Eren was right... Jean does have
Now, if someone could explain how that translated to you dragging a drunken Mr. Ackerman home, that would be just lovely.
Beginnings are the best place to start things, so let's roll back a few hours. The annual company bash was in full swing, the windows of the office's lobby reverberating with the noise. You weren't sure if a single coworker was sober outside yourself. Even the sullen Mikasa had a pink tint to her cheeks, and the company's President, Erwin, looked a bit tipsy.
The law-firm of Rose, Sina, and Maria were celebrating their fifth year of being an economic empire. The money couldn't be stopped from rolling in, and said circumstances meant bonuses. Everyone had a reason to celebrate the extra change in their pockets. You had planned for the event for an extens
No matter what people thought about him, it was all because of the act he had put on. He wasn't really evil, nor did he really want to bully other students. Yes, he did believe in blood purity strongly, but it was all cue to his fathers raising methods. But even so, all his Slytherin friends were with him only for his status. Draco himself knew that too, but figured it was better like that than being alone.
And then there was you, (F/n) Diggory. A nobody Hufflepuff that no
“Feli, don’t these tomatoes belong to Romano? I don’t think we sh–”
“Nonsense, _____! I’m sure fratello won’t mind if we use his tomatoes in the pasta sauce, ve~”
“Are you sure? I mean, Romano really likes tomatoes…”
“I’m more than sure! Now c’mon, we need to go look for a pot to boil our pasta noodles in. I forgot where I left it… I think it’s in the basement, ve…”
“Si! Pasta can be cooked anywhere, _____! Now come with me, our basement is dark and I don’t want to go alone. It’s really scary, ve~”
“Don’t worry Feli, I’ll be right behind you.”
If looks could kill, Antonio was fairly sure that the venomous glare Romano was sending both _____ and
You walked around for what felt like hours until something caught your eye. You went closer and noticed it was a brown and black german shepard. You stretched out your hand to pat his head, it was really soft.
"You like him?"You turned and saw your friend Elisabeta standing there with a smile.
"Hi Liz, when did you get here?" You asked.
"I just came, I work part- time here." Liz answered.
"So you want Ludwig? He seems to like you" Liz asked.
You took a look at Ludwig, could you really take care of him? What you had heard a dog needed much attention and love, could you offer that?
"Yeah, I'll buy him" You said. You paid for Ludwig and got out from the store.
"Listen now Ludwig, you gonna have to do what I say okay?" You sai
And also the fact that you were just too cute when you got drowsy.
“You don’t have to stay awake with me, mon amour,” Francis spoke, his voice so gentle you could’ve sworn it was trying to coax you to sleep. “I’ll be finished with all this paperwork soon. Get some rest before me, oui?”
“But…” A yawn broke through your voice, effectively cutting off your sentence. “…I don’t want you to be lonely…”
His heart swelled at your words, a warm smile touching his lips as he chuckled. “Me? Lonely? With someone like you by my side? _____, just knowing that you love me is enough to chase those lonely feelings away.”
“Then… having me physically at your side must chase even more of those lonely feelings away… right?” you pointed out, your voice slowed fr
A car honked at you as you crossed another street. You signaled you were sorry while your heart beat violently in your chest. You should pay better attention to your surroundings. Tony would be furious if he learned you had damaged his shoes before he even had the chance to wear them.
For the last couple of months you had been working at Stark Tower as personal assistant to Tony. After his breakup with Pepper, she had thought it was best to not work as closely to Tony anymore. You understood perfectly. You kne