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Artist!Levi x Reader- Perfection (AU)"N-no...not quite..."
"Ugh. I've been standing like this for hours!"
"But I'm not done yet. Perfection takes time."
"Fuck my life."
"Don't be like that, baby. I have the perfect angle now. You look gorgeous."
Levi's brows furrowed as he pressed the paintbrush on to the canvas lightly.
"What the hell? Since when do you call me 'baby'?"
"When I've had a wonderful view of my beautiful wife for hours on end..." He mumbled quietly, but just loud enough for you to hear. You could see his eyes, just barely over the top of the canvas as he looked back at you for reference, longing showing evidently in his expressive silver eyes.
"I'm lucky, being the first to copy the personification of perfection it's self on to paper..." He squinted his eyes, dabbing the brush in a few more places before leaning back from his hunched position and placing it down on the tray of materials next to him. He cracked his knuckles and wiped the minor amount of sweat from his forehead, leaving a smear of paint
Sherlock/Reader: Five Nights at...An all too-familiar jingle rang out.
Do-do-dodo-do-do-do-dodo-do-do-dodo, bum bum bum, do-dodo-dodo...
There were a few moments of silence before the static buzz came back on again.
Sighing, you hit play once again.
You hated every moment you had to sit here and play that damn game...Yet you couldn't stop.
Yes, it was scary at first, but now it was just annoying.
"Stupid power. How the hell would closing a door use power?" you mumble out of frustration.
You played for another few minutes before a faint 'click' was heard.
"No! You son of a... No!" you yell, throwing your arms up.
"Maybe I can wait it out. Maybe I'll run out of power before -"
You let out a terror filled scream.
"I didn't even hear you! You damn fox! I hate you! I hate THIS! Ugh!" You slam the laptop closed out of frustration.
At that moment, Sherlock walked into the room, still groggy from sleep. He wore only a sheet, which wasn't out of the ordinary for earl
Child!Levi x Child!Reader WarmthA/N recommend listening to Little Wonders by Rob Thomas when reading this
The child like voice stops when yells of shut up were heard. The boy slowly walks, his shoes tattered, hair messy, shirt too big filled with holes, face caked in mud along with hands, arms and legs, practically dragging himself on the ground of empty streets, garbage littered everywhere. The stench of alcohol everywhere.
His big steel grey eyes stared at the ground as he shivered slightly when the wind blew, the night biting into his skin.
He was seven year olds, a bit short for his age , he limped slightly, his stomach growling like a bear on a rage. He hasn't eaten in days he knew that much. How long has he not seen his mother or father? He didn't know anymore, he lost count.
He slowly drags himself to a small space in an alleyway, curling up into a little ball, hugging his body for some warmth as the wind blew again and the cement floor feeling cold.
He always felt co
Eren x Reader Only A Mere MileA/N this is a sequel to this http://chocolatelover124.deviantart.com/art/Eren-x-Reader-Far-Away-483858265
"Idiot..jerk.." You mumbled bitter nothings as you walked down the small forest with a lake next to it, almost a park. You broke the stick you were griping tightly and that was when the tears finally flowed.
Wet ribbons stealing down your face as you sobbed loudly, using the back of your hand to remove the tears that were soon replenished. "EREN JAEGER YOU IDIOT!" You yelled aloud, not caring if you scared any birds and knew that pretty much everyone was at the square celebrating away. Even with the sweet victory of beating the titans it didn't help the bitterness in your heart.
You walked, your feet making crunching noises on the dry leaves scattered on the ground, sniffling slightly.
You came to a clearing, where you, Armin, Mikasa and Eren used to hang out sometimes to get away from the bitterness of the world, pretending this forest was the outside world.
[Moriarty/Reader] Two of a CrimeWell, hello there,
Please excuse the ax,
My name is Sherri,
My name is Max,
I've been living on the streets with a murderous streak,
I was a gun for hire, I was an acid freak,
What a shiny ring!
Don't you look so stunned?
Where'd you get that rock?
I pried it off a nun, when I robbed a church,
Bloody and baptized,
Gave your daddy two shots between the eyes.
Would you call yourself good? No.
Evil? Not necessarily.
"I only kill the ones that deserve it," you claim.
"Then how did little Lucy Jean die, then?" the man asks.
"Civilian casualty. I regret it. I do...But why do you care? From what I hear, you're a stone-cold killer. What's one accidental death to you?" you smirk.
"It was a child."
It was silent for a few moments.
"So who sent you? Who's out to get me now? What are they paying you? I'll give you double if you let me go, right now. Act like this never happened."
"What's it to you?"
"I'd like to know before I die, if you don'
Levi x Reader Prove YouThe teenager walks down the hallways, blood dripping slowly, oozing out of the open wounds as she forces a slight small on her face. A tear slowly drips down her face with streaks of blood, washing the crimson liquid away. Another tear rolls down and another. Her harness was torn slightly, jacket ripped, boots covered in blood, hair askew, e/c eyes dull.
"Cadet (l/n) do you even know me?" Humanity's strongest said slowly, not looking at you after your sudden confession in his office. You stared at him taken aback by his question before opening your mouth.
"Not that well that's why I was hoping I would get to know you, you're mysterious in ways and-" You stopped as he turned to look at you, his steel grey eyes glowing.
"I'm not some kind of tragic god like hero (name), you don't know me, you don't understand me," he said, each word piercing through your heart, "you're a cadet (name) you have yet to see what it's really out there, what kind of a shitty world we live
This Place in my DreamsWe dance in this place
This place in my dreams
Oh, if you only knew
How smoothly we waltz
How brightly we smile
And how I feel about you
We talk in this place
This place in my dreams
If you could only see
That we are alike
In so many ways
Oh, how much you mean to me!
Trust [England x Reader x France]
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The sun had dipped down behind the stretch of apartments and houses at the lake front. The wind was slowly picking up enough to blow Arthur’s scarf up as he walked down to the lake’s edge. He stopped several yards behind a young woman sitting with her knees up to her chest as she gently stroked the dark blue surface. He could see her smile in the reflection, rippling almost sadly away. Her smile was tainted by the slightest bit of self-loathing when she turned to look at him.
“Fancy seeing you here, Artie.”
Arthur rolled his eyes and slowly descended to her side, taking a seat on the grass beside her.
She shrugged her shoulder with a careless motion. Her demeanor told Arthur she was about to get flighty.
“Maybe I just wanted to come see the lake.” He adjusted his scarf carefully, tilting his h
Markiplier x Reader - Queen of the SquirrelsAmulet-Voltaire: Haven’t posted anything for awhile, here’s a new reader insert. I hate school, so here you go! Written from my emotions!
[F/n] - first name
[Y/n] - Youtube name
[F/n] has had enough. Of everything. She’s had enough of her school, enough of her parents, enough of her spoiled brat of a little brother, enough of her backstabbing friends, enough of being used, just, enough of LIFE. She hated everything around her, well, most everything. Youtube was her only escape from her shit life. She wanted nothing to do with anything or anyone, with the exception of Youtube and her beloved Youtubers. She was sort of a lesser known Youtuber, and was jealous of those around her.
[F/n] walked down the cold, night street, all be her lonesome. She was glaring at the ground, kicking tiny pebbles, and trying to ignore the cold pain of the tears running down her face. That day
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