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A Black Market Masquerade: Part Two of Two. ~ "I never thought a girl like you would come to rescue me..."    Previously...    “Lovi, what are you saying?”    “I’m…” He flinched, and a single tear made its way down his bruised cheek. He quickly tried to wipe it away and continued, “I’m breaking up with you.” Despite his battered state, he forced himself to stand up.    “Hey, wait! You can’t walk; you need to see a doctor!”    He was already trying to limp away. As you stood up and tried to follow him, he turned slightly and shot you an icy expression. “L

      Emil sighed as he walked into his next class’ room. Most of the people were already there, either talking to friends or working on their homework at the last minute. As the Icelandic’s eyes quickly scanned over the room, his gaze stopped when it reached you.     There you were, in the back corner of the room, next to a window. You were contently looking out the window, black finger nails drumming against the desk to whatever tune you were listening to. The other hand was holding your chin, tilting your head as if you were daydreaming. Your shaggy (h/c) hair covered most of your face, along with the black hood that was att

  [[Teacher!Denmark x Teacher!Reader - Shipping Students - Part 2]]     Day 7.     “Are we sure?” Alfred said, glancing around the room at everyone.     You nodded. “Yeah, Feliks did say we only had a week. Well, it’s been a week. So it’s not like we have much of a choice.” Once everyone had nodded in agreement, Alfred tensely sighed, though his eyes were bright with eagerness.     “All righty then. Who wants to go fetch Feliks?-”     “Did somebody say my name?” Feliks’ head spontaneously popped into the room, his green eyes sparkling, the rest of his body still on th

"Aww come on (Name)!" Sasha complained as you pulled the covers over your head, trying to block out the sound of your fellow female cadets that decided to pester you. "It will be fun!" Ymir called with what you knew was a wide grin on her face, you threw back your covers glaring at them all; faltering when Christa came up to you with those large angelic like blue eyes. "Please (Name)." She breathed as you sighed, looking away from the innocent blonde girl. "Fine just stop staring at me like that." You breathed with a huff, getting out of bed still in your pyjama shorts and vest top with a small scowl. You wanted to sleep not play games. "So

“Alright, let's try to have a nice, clean, game of truth or dare this time guys” Armin speaks out between us. You look at Jean and he gives you a smirk in return. “Oh I've got something, nice and clean (y/n) would like to get her hands on” Jean speaks out, not leaving your sight. You stare at him with no emotion. “The fuck, JEAN?!” you finally yell out. “OH trust me (y/n), this game is going to be UNFORGETTABLE, cause I've got something perfect in store for you” You freeze in shock for a second. Shit... Jean is known for making up dares that usually end in me getting stuck with horrible chor

"Will you be my girlfriend?" "Excuse me?" Jean looks at you with the worlds ugliest puppy dog eyes. "Pfft, we already had this talk Jean. You can't call me your girlfriend, I know I'm your friend that's a girl but you just cant-'" "No, I know... I just... please? I want you to be my girlfriend... it's... personal stuff." "...personal stuff?" You glance over at Mikasa, who was sitting in between Eren and Armin eating her lunch in peace. "Ooooooh... I get it... you wanna get her jeaaaalouussss ehhh eh eh eh?" you nudge him, giggling at his reaction. He looks down at his boots, showing a small hint of embarrassment. "So, you'll do it?"

Trigger Warning: This fic series contains suicide. :thumb268408403: He had been bottle-feeding his daughter when it happened. It had been an exhausting day of childcare like any other. It was times like this where he’d think of you, wondering where you’d be right now. For so many years of sticking to each other like glue it almost seemed wrong to be so far apart these days. Life with Petra, it may have been ideal for some, but Levi couldn’t help but feel like he was missing something. Petra could never bring the action and life that you did. She never laughed at his lame potty humour like you did, and instead of challengin