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The tavern was unusually crowded that night. Never had you seen so many soldiers in one place, fifty uniforms all emblazoned with the blue and white Wings of Freedom. They belonged to the Survey Corps, and had returned once again from another (presumably) failed expedition. They had suffered heavy losses as usual, and many were here to forget the trials they had been through. Some, however, were bolder, openly celebrating their success of returning in one piece. One such soldier was drunkenly boasting his skills, claiming he had killed fifty Titans unassisted. “Tch, yeah right,” you said under your breath, rolling your eyes at th

Made for Attackonfanfiction (https://www.deviantart.com/attackonfanfiction) 's 1,000 followers mile stone!            It was strange, to say the least, wandering through the paths that led to the Survey Corps. HQ. It was a large old castle, planted in the middle of nowhere… Why was I even here? I’m apart of the Garrison, not the Corps.. “[name]!” Oh… That is right. My twin sister wanted to bother me on my only day off.            The tall, crazed, female scientist ran down the path I traveled up, nearly frightening my horse in the process, as she knocks me off the saddle. “S-Sister! Please get off of me! This looks wrong!” I shouted, startled

America x Reader x Country Intro This is a story that goes along with my recent fanfiction, America x Reader: Angst.                                                                   /*~*~*~*~*/ (Reader's POV) You were currently driving to the _(preferred way to travel)_, whilst ignoring the buzzing of your phone, each buzz indicating a new text message. For the past two weeks, it's always been the same routine;  particularly when it came to Al-...to him. Those calls he makes for you, left on the answering machine, or the many texts he sent you, nonstop. You ignored them all…ignored him. Especially him...what he said to you that day

Clinophobia: Fear of going to bed. At the end of a long day when you're feeling wearing what is the one place that most people will head to? Most people would head straight to bed but you, oh no definitely not you - The whole idea of going to bed terrified you. The fear had started not long ago; you had no idea how or why it had latched itself onto you but it plagued you, sleeping was a natural human need but the fear pushed that need away replacing it with nothing but anxiety. Before the phobia festered and grew, you would be the person that would still be sleeping at twelve o'clock in the afternoon, much to your boyfriends annoyance. Lev

Taemin x Reader: Symptoms. (Sorry this took so long to upload, but hey, I have a kitty on my lap napping, her name is Ariel :3) -.-.-.-.-.-.-.- Taemin squeezed his lover's hand as they walked threw the thick snow to the train station to go to their anniversary spot on a terribly snowy day. Taemin looked over too ________, who had caught a slight cold a week ago which hasn't left, and  is slightly clinging onto Taemin so she could walk stably. Taemin demanded that they'd stay home for their anniversary since she was pretty ill, but ______ being stubborn, said no, and that she wanted to spend it like they always had. Taemin listened, since

Mama!Reader x Papa!Prussia – Memories What happened to your family? What happened to those good memories you and your family had? Each day, it used to be joyful and loving. As years passed by, your family became stolid. It was only you who showed affection to everyone else, but they would just simply ignore you or push you away, making you feel hurt. Were you not part of this family? Were you not the wife of Gilbert Beilschmidt and the mother of your children? Every day, you would always deny the fact that your family has been treating you wrong already. You would always be patient with them, and just think that this is just some test t

You sat on the couch crying, your (e/c) eyes puffy and red and your (h/c) hair all askew. Why were you in such a state? You had been dating Gilbert Beilschmidt for a year now; to find out he's been cheating on you. When you first met him in high school, you were taken aback. Silvery white hair and ruby red eyes, you thought he was a delinquent who just wanted attention. Girls would swoon over him, and was immediately labeled as 'playboy' by the student body. You swore to yourself that you would never fall for someone like him. And as the year went by, you knew you were starting to fall for him, but you would never say it out loud. Sure, he wa

"Francis- can I talk to you for a second?" Your heart rapped violently in your chest. Not even once did you think you were going to reveal something you kept a secret for ages. A secret you refused to accept till now. "Oui, what is it ____?" You froze at the sound of his voice. Hearing it sent shivers down your spine. You liked it, and you wanted more. Wait, why were you thinking about this? You didn't even say what you wanted to tell him yet. But… is it the right thing to do? "I… I have a confession to make." You thought this was the best choice at the time, but now this wasn't looking like the greatest idea you had. You knew

You walked down the hall to the living room, 3 cups of hot chocolate in hand. ((A/N I can carry 3 at a time hellz yeah!)) You passed the coat rack and noticed the Ivan's scarf was there but not his coat. Weird. You entered the living room and giggled. Your son ,Jameson, who was 3, was wearing Ivan's coat. It was WAY to huge for him. The sleeves hung off his little arms, he was tripping on the fabric under his legs. Ivan sat smiling at the sight. Jameson turned his head and ran to you, tripping constantly. Jameson was the stunning image of Ivan. "Mommy! Mommy! Look I'm Daddy!" He yelled out of excitement. You laughed as you set the mugs on t