"It's time to bring her back to the headquarters. They'll be safer here and we need her skills back." "I will write the letter now!" "Miss (f/n)! Miss (f/n)!" a shout echoed loudly. The door opened, revealing a (e/c) eyed woman looking down at the exhausted messenger, watching him catch his breath. "Jack..." she muttered. "Did anything happen?" she inquired, slightly raising an eyebrow. "I have... a letter for you..." he arfed, before taking a deep breath and blurting out: "It has the Survey Corps' seal, I thought it might be something important!" (E/c) eyes widened and (s/c) hands snatched the document away from the messenger. The soldiers

Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeeeep. Beep. Beep Beeeee- CRUNCH. ‘Oi! What happened?’ Mikasa sat up, entangled in her blankets and looked down, over the bunk railing. ‘Oh, it’s just you, (f/n).’ Everyone in the dorm looked over at the shattered remains of the once intact alarm clock, hurled against the wall. ‘I’ll go and order a new one,’ yawned Ymir, stretching as she stood up. ‘Why is there mud on the floor?’ ‘Eh, I don’t know. It’s probably Sasha. You know how she likes to raid the commanders’ kitchen for late night snacks.’ Ymir trudged out of the room, lea

*2 weeks before* ‘You know what? I give up.’ You stood up, brushing dirt off your clothes. ‘This is completely pointless.’ Levi looked up at the sky as if he wanted to call down some heavenly aid. ‘We’re barely half an hour into training, and you already want to quit. This is a new low, even for you.’ Throwing him an annoyed glare, you picked up the water bottle and gulped down its contents. ‘I don’t really see the point of carving out a Titan’s neck with a couple of knives.’ You wiped away a couple of stray droplets from your mouth. ‘It’s not like it’s jus

Prequel if you haven't read it: http://veroniquea08.deviantart.com/art/Yoga-Levi-x-Reader-469954096 Warning: Suggestive situations ahead. If your body is not ready, then viewer discretion is advised. Lunch had just finished an our eccentric scientist was walking down the hall she's been taking for all the time she's spent in the Survey Corps that leads to her messy-as-shit office. And as she sauntered down the corridor, unsurprisingly, her mind was filled with thoughts of what she should use next for her experiments on her Titan specimen and whatnot, and she giggled crazily to herself, a little happy blush dusting her cheeks. But then, ah,