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Gentle and deft fingers reach down, as she lets them intertwine with a rose she had taken particular interest in. As she unroots it from the ground, a sharp thorn presses against her finger, making an oozing red pour from it. She immediately let go of the rose at the pain, a frown tugging at her lips as she inspected the wound.
"You should be more careful, idiot." A cold and new voice said from behind her, making her let out a small gasp, as she curtly turned around. Her eyes soaked in his glorious sight, taking note of his whitened and pale skin, not even a single bit of sunlight touching it. A shadow was casted over him, as a playful smirk appeared on his lips, seeing how frightened she was. He found it amusing.
She remembers what her mother told her. 'Be careful out there, (Name). There are many people that might want to hurt you.' Her mother warned, but yet, this oddly charming man was so... refreshing, she couldn't help but let curiosity overcome her senses, as she disregarded any safety for herself.
"I-I've never seen you before... you look kind of sad. Is there something I can do to cheer you up?" The woman asked, her voice lacing with genuine kindness, making the man's supposedly stone cold hard twist with a foreign sensation. Why was she being so kind to him? Why did he suddenly... feel so drawn to her? An idea appeared in his mind, his stoic face trying to stay that way.
"Actually, there is something." He stated, watching the woman's every agile move as she walked towards him, his heart beginning to thump more aggressively with every step she took, until they were less than a few inches apart.
"How can I help you then, sir? I'd hate to see someone sad if I can help it." She told him, her (e/c) eyes shimmering. Slowly, he allowed his pale and hoarse fingertips to trail gently against her jawline, mentally memorizing every curve. The woman flinched, obviously confused at why this stranger just touched her. The man didn't seem to care, as he seemingly made a decision.
"You'll be my wife, for eternity." He told her, making the woman let out a nervous chuckle, that made his heart swell even more. Not even Christa, the Goddess of love, could make him feel like this.
"M-Me, your wife? But we just met, and I'm not much at all." She stated, her voice like a rich silk, and he wanted to hear more.
"I've been alone for a majority of my life. You're one of the only brat I have met that hasn't irritated me." He told her, and she looked at him confused at the almost offensive nickname. As soon as she realized he meant business, she turned around, feeling a bit panicked. Her heart began pounding just as much as the man's was, a combination of fear and a warm foreign sensation being the cause.
"Uh... I'd better be getting back to my mother, she's most likely worried." She hurriedly stated, but it was too late. She started to recognize who this person was, the King of the Underground, Levi. Levi summoned his chariot, and grabbed the woman towards him, his toned body pressing against her soft skin. His nose touched the crook of her neck, as he inhaled her bewitching scent of roses.
"My bride to be, what's your name?" He asked, his voice sounding almost dull and bored, but it was a cover for his growing interest. The woman stopped struggling, as he removed his face from her neck, and looked him in the eye. His steely blue hues made her heart wrench, he seemed so lonely. Maybe... just maybe, she could be his wife.
"It's (Name)." Her gentle voice wrung, and Levi cracked his whip, making his chariot move towards his kingdom.
Where she was his wife, for eternity.
"You should be more careful, idiot." A cold and new voice said from behind her, making her let out a small gasp, as she curtly turned around. Her eyes soaked in his glorious sight, taking note of his whitened and pale skin, not even a single bit of sunlight touching it. A shadow was casted over him, as a playful smirk appeared on his lips, seeing how frightened she was. He found it amusing.
She remembers what her mother told her. 'Be careful out there, (Name). There are many people that might want to hurt you.' Her mother warned, but yet, this oddly charming man was so... refreshing, she couldn't help but let curiosity overcome her senses, as she disregarded any safety for herself.
"I-I've never seen you before... you look kind of sad. Is there something I can do to cheer you up?" The woman asked, her voice lacing with genuine kindness, making the man's supposedly stone cold hard twist with a foreign sensation. Why was she being so kind to him? Why did he suddenly... feel so drawn to her? An idea appeared in his mind, his stoic face trying to stay that way.
"Actually, there is something." He stated, watching the woman's every agile move as she walked towards him, his heart beginning to thump more aggressively with every step she took, until they were less than a few inches apart.
"How can I help you then, sir? I'd hate to see someone sad if I can help it." She told him, her (e/c) eyes shimmering. Slowly, he allowed his pale and hoarse fingertips to trail gently against her jawline, mentally memorizing every curve. The woman flinched, obviously confused at why this stranger just touched her. The man didn't seem to care, as he seemingly made a decision.
"You'll be my wife, for eternity." He told her, making the woman let out a nervous chuckle, that made his heart swell even more. Not even Christa, the Goddess of love, could make him feel like this.
"M-Me, your wife? But we just met, and I'm not much at all." She stated, her voice like a rich silk, and he wanted to hear more.
"I've been alone for a majority of my life. You're one of the only brat I have met that hasn't irritated me." He told her, and she looked at him confused at the almost offensive nickname. As soon as she realized he meant business, she turned around, feeling a bit panicked. Her heart began pounding just as much as the man's was, a combination of fear and a warm foreign sensation being the cause.
"Uh... I'd better be getting back to my mother, she's most likely worried." She hurriedly stated, but it was too late. She started to recognize who this person was, the King of the Underground, Levi. Levi summoned his chariot, and grabbed the woman towards him, his toned body pressing against her soft skin. His nose touched the crook of her neck, as he inhaled her bewitching scent of roses.
"My bride to be, what's your name?" He asked, his voice sounding almost dull and bored, but it was a cover for his growing interest. The woman stopped struggling, as he removed his face from her neck, and looked him in the eye. His steely blue hues made her heart wrench, he seemed so lonely. Maybe... just maybe, she could be his wife.
"It's (Name)." Her gentle voice wrung, and Levi cracked his whip, making his chariot move towards his kingdom.
Where she was his wife, for eternity.
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My booted toes gave a forceful push to the barrel that sat on the floor in front of me, as large as it was it rocked easily. I looked at the other barrels that sat next to it, giving them each an equally hard nudge, all wobbled slightly, leaving me to sigh heavily.
Quickly, my hand wrote down on the paper; flour, oats and yeast to the already lengthy list. I then groaned as I counted only two barrels behind each of the flour and oats. “We’ll be lucky if we can make it to the next inventory delivery.”
I then moved to the stairs that descended below ground into the root cel
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"I still don't understand."
You and Levi had been lying down on the couch for a few hours now. But, this was the first time either of you had said anything coherent. Levi lay next to you, on his side, gently stroking the side of your face and you lY on your back, enjoying the feeling of his fingers on you.
Those fingers that shed more blood than you could ever know, and yet, we're so careful when they touched you. Apart from the torture, of corse.
"You'll have to be more specific (First)."
You didn't reply immediately, thinking of all the things you wanted to say. "How can I love you when you hurt me?" He said nothing, mov
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"Dead you say...?"
You straightened up, keeping a level head. "Yes dead. Popped his clogs, kaput." Erwin smiled. "Always the joking type (First), how did he die? Did you kill him."
"I wish I had that luxury Erwin." He gave you one more long look up and down before he went and sat back behind his desk. "This makes things much simpler. I am glad you are okay."
You shrugged. "However, I must have you mentally assessed." Your eyes show up and met his. "Why?" He sighed. "Don't fret (First). Just standard protocol. I need to make sure he isn't..." Erwin looked up at the ceiling, searching for the right word. "Using you."
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I kind of wanted to work on a bit more detailed writing, and this thing appeared as I remembered the old story. I twisted it around a bit though, but I tried not to that much. I feel like this sucks ehh
I don't own you, or Attack on Titan.
I'm not making another. Sorry.
I don't own you, or Attack on Titan.
I'm not making another. Sorry.
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