kassymeows

You were on a mission ordered by the Hokage to go look for some spies that had been spying on the leaf village. ‘I wonder where these spies are, I mean I’ve been running for hours and haven’t seen a living thing for a while now…’ You thought to yourself. You continued running until you started to see movement; it was coming from a bush on your right. As soon as you looked you saw a kunai knife shoot past you which skimmed your face making blood dribble across your face as the wind blew it to the start of your hairline. You stopped dead, waiting for somebody to come into view. Suddenly a man started to snicker a

He laid there beside you, eyes turned skyward as you sat almost uncomfortably close to him while going on your mindless, over-apologetic rant. “…And I’m sorry I accidentally broke that vase and swept it behind the bookshelf,” you said. “And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you until just now, surprise! Haha…” You rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly as you recalled the thought. You’d only just joined the Scouting Legion and already you made a huge mistake by bumping into that stupid ugly vase. You didn’t want the Lance Corporal himself to find out, so you simply brushed it behind

You were such a filthy, rotten person. You would tell yourself this every time you stared at your reflection in the alcohol currently residing in your glass. This brothel was such a filthy, rotten place. And it was perfectly suited for you. You deserved nothing more or less than the watered down scotch and disease-ridden whores you paid for. Why were you like this? Why did you keep coming here? It was like a sickness, this place. It kept you down in a malicious cycle that made it practically impossible for you to get out of. But, it was the only place you could go where no one judged you. They couldn’t judge you. Their job was to be a

Going to Hanji for help was never a good idea, and never had this been more emphasised than at this very moment. Levi was trying to seduce you. Foolishly, he approached the only one he thought was wild enough to actually know anything about courting. And, to be quite honest, their interaction went exactly as expected – poorly. She kept talking nonsense about buying flowers and chocolates and every other clichéd move in the big book of clichéd moves. He also couldn’t help but notice that she’d completely dusted over the fact that he wanted to fuck you, not propose to you. Levi had always had a thing for you; ever

“Come on, [First], get your ass in the water,” came the irate voice of Levi, your easily angered boyfriend. The two of you had currently been in your backyard, addressing the same problem you had been addressing for the majority of the year, now. That problem being… You were extremely aquaphobic. Showers were fine, taps were fine – baths were not, pools were not, the beach was not. You didn’t know what it was that terrified you so much about water—no, actually, that was a lie. You were entirely aware of what caused you to live in constant fear. You had almost drowned on your trip to the beach last year;

You couldn’t believe it. Humanity’s Strongest Soldier, Captain Levi himself – injured? The concept was so alien to you that you couldn’t wrap your head around it. The expedition you had gone on once again was a failure – no surprise there. After all these years in the Scout Regiment you’d be far more surprised if you had a mildly successful result at the end of it all. But even still, this particular event had ended worse than your previous adventures outside the Walls. This time, the almighty Captain himself had suffered an injury so serious it sent him into a coma. Despite accompanying the Regiment on

When you called him into the living room, Levi had no idea just what he was in for. Maybe if he did he would’ve been more prepared for what you would say to him, not that he’d ever find out now. You sat on the couch, your hands in your lap as you twiddled your thumbs and nervously shifted in your spot. Levi simply waited for you to finally work up the backbone to say whatever it was you were about to say. If he were being completely honest, though, your silence was bugging the ever-living shit out of him. “Umm… So, Levi…” you mumbled, not even looking him in the face. “Uh, so… there’s so

“Hmm…” You hummed lowly as you stretched your cramped body against the car seat. “Restless, [First]?” asked Levi smugly, seemingly not at all bothered from the ridiculous amount of hours you’d both spent in this damnable car. “How are you not? Jesus we’ve been sitting in this fucking car for thirteen hours. My ass hurts.” “Ah, that’s not good, is it? You can sit on my lap if you want.” Despite his joking attitude you were sorely tempted to sit on him. His lap looked far more comfortable than the leather seats your ass was currently parked on. Before you could open you