ILadyPhantomhive

“Levi…” You pouted as he was just simply staring at his computer screen. What was wrong with him? You just wanted a little attention but all of it is being hogged by a stupid blank screen. “What is it (Name)? I’m busy.” You frowned. That was always his response whenever you talked to him while he was using the computer. “I can’t believe I’m being beaten by a screen that emits light.” You muttered under your breath as Levi, obviously not paying attention saying “Oh, okay.” “Levi, I’m going out.” “Okay.” “Levi, I’m going to str

  Bored out of my fucking skull. That's basically what I am once I'm done with all my paperwork. It sounds weird, but I'd rather have paperwork than be stuck with and equally bored Hanji in her lab. No, we weren't experimenting, considering that Hanji is actually a human that gets tired. For once, she wasn't talking, just rolling a pencil back and forth on the table. I, on the other hand, was lying down on the couch with a book over my face. "(f/nnnnnnnnn)." Hanji whined as she smashed her forehead on the table. "I'm soooo bored!!!!". I sighed, taking the book off my face. "Well, what do you suppose we do? We finished all of our paperwork

"Is it true that before Marco died, you two were gay for each other?" Eren asked, looking over at Jean who was sitting on the other side of Mikasa. You rolled your eyes and lazily scooped another spoonful of soup into your mouth. "Wha- Shut up titan-boy! That's a false accusation, I-I wasn't with Marco!" Jean protested, leaning over the table so he could see past Mikasa and at Eren. "It's a good thing you sat in between them." You said to her. "It doesn't seem like it's doing much of a difference." She muttered. "You're not denying that you're gay though, horse-face." Eren said. "Oooh, Ymir told me that she heard moans coming from your r

"(f/n)! (f/n), Wake up!" A voice called. You groaned and lifted the pillow over your head to smack whoever was shaking you awake. The voice was smarter than you, and it grabbed the pillow and hit you over the head. "Come on, (f/n), wake up!" The voice said with another blow to the head. The voice was female. "What the hell do you want?" You groaned, reaching the air for your pillow. Your eyes fluttered open to see a familiar face. "Sasha, I want to sleep, give me back Mr. Fluffers." Sasha stiffened. "You named your pillow Mr. Fluffers?" She asked. You shrugged and sat up in bed. She threw the pillow at your face. "This better be important.