fire-dragon-slayer77

You are a college student at Titan university. You are spoiled to the brink of craziness, your father is a doctor and your Mother is a lawyer. So you never really had to beg for anything.  Your mother wanted you to be something in the medical field, she didn't really care what. Your father on the other hand wanted you to be lawyer, although they didn't really care what you wanted to do so long as it was a passion. You decided to be a nurse, after all your heart was big enough to make mother Teresa jealous. So you attended your first class as normal, Sasha then tapped you on the shoulder.  "Do you have anything to snack on?" You

"I don't see (Name) anywhere, what's up?" Hanji's cheerful voice asks, her gaze moving towards the short male in front of her, who seems deep in thought. Hanji took it upon herself to poke his cheek, which immediately brought Levi out of his thoughts, as he hissed at the sudden contact. "Oi, I don't want your filthy finger touching me." Levi growled lowly, his mood noticeably more sour than usual. Hanji seems to take no offense as she just gives him a cheeky grin. "Someone's in a foul mood." No reply. Hanji started intently at Levi as he worked away at his paperwork, a scowl still hardened onto his face. With a sigh, she tones down her chee

    Were they starring? They were starring.    You shifted your hand over the fleshy bruise encompassing your left eye. It was so embarrassing to even be here. You could handle yourself, you didn't need any damn police officer giving you fake sympathy.    The entirety of the bullpen seemed to be giving you the eye. Hardened criminals were handcuffed to benches, waiting for lawyers to arrive. Witnesses and bail bondsmen chatted with the officers at desks. And here you were, a young woman stranded on a cushy chair, looking like you had been in a bar brawl.    You ignored the curious looks and concentrated on the desk facing you. Not much

    Levi drummed his pen against the alabaster paper of his notebook, glaring at the lines in contempt. His meager attempts at sketching designs for his friend's album cover clotted every inch of the pad. If he didn't whip up something soon he would scream. Drawing was fun at leisure, but under a time crunch it was miserable.    He started at the outline of a large man, sketching in skeletal bones, a creepy smile, and blood splatters. Levi faintly remembered researching Roman myths back in school. The big, terrifying ancestors to the gods were called Titans. They ruled the world in times of terror. His lapsing memory filled in the blanks wi

    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.

You were never the prettiest girl, at least not in your eyes. You had odd freckles, naturally two toned hair and even flecks of hetrochromia in your eyes, but you never let that bother you. You were one of a kind and you didn't mind that you were a bit different in looks than other people. Well, you never minded until you met Death the Kid.      It had been one of those lovely days at the DWMA and you and your partner Blake had been joking around. You and Blake were the best of friends; you had known each other since childhood. You had been sitting on the wall of the stairs outside of the academy entrance it was perfect weather too. You were

Like You, Love You (Death The Kid x Reader) (Author’s note: This was a request from MiseryRedWolf77 :D!  I hope you enjoy it!)   You sat at your desk at the DWMA just staring at your notebook.  It was like a black cloud was hovering above your head.  Everyone sensed your bad mood and tried to avoid you.  Everyone except for your two best friends, of course… “Hey, _____!”  Patty greeted you with a bright, cheerful smile.  You continued staring at your notebook. “Hey…” Liz arched an eyebrow and put a hand on her hip.  She eyed you suspiciously.  “Eat a rotten apple?” You turned your hea

Attention (Death The Kid x Reader) You ran through the hall, laughing wildly with tears streaming out of your eyes.  Your classmates ignored you.  This wasn’t unusual in the least.  You waved as you passed by Maka and Soul. “Cool hair,” Soul commented. You winked.  “Thanks but apparently Kid doesn’t think so!”           You ducked into the janitor’s closet and listened as someone came rushing by.  You had to cover your mouth with your hand to stifle your giggling.  After you were sure he was gone, you took a moment to fix your hair.  Long on one side, short on the other.  You had wanted to do it for