NyaVida

                       “I cannot stay, but I just had to see you today.” Two males, a blonde and brunette, kept each other close. The boy with the chocolate brown hair and sea colored eyes embraced his companion. “Oh Eren, why must you go?” A soft voice questioned. Gently, Eren tugged on Armin’s ear. His soft skin made Eren feel as if he was touching the clouds he would often watch as a child.                       “Don’t worry I will always be with you.” Eren pulls him even closer and lays his head on top of Armin’s. A few seconds pass by and soon Eren gets an idea. A playful smirk ap

Chapter 3 Thud* My eyes opened when my back hit the floor. “Tch, what the heck?” I murmured. I rub my eyes as I get back up and sit the bed. Looking out the window, I see the sun barely showing itself. Widening my eyes, I realize I needed to leave before my parents woke up. Quickly I brush my hands through my hair and grab my bag holding my needs. The door quietly squeaks open as I tiptoe out. I past my parent’s room and put my ear against their door. I hear my father’s snores and my mother’s wheezing breaths. I sigh in relief and head towards the front door. I walk down the stone steps and start to run towards t

  ‘Stupid titans’ The wind blew across my face, whipping my (H/C) to the side. I brushed it back and sighed. “Hey daddy? “Yes?” “Where is mommy?” “She is with your aunt and uncle.” “Oh.” I brought my knees up to my chest. A baby was crying not that far away. The night we came back home from the cabin, my mother’s sobs could be heard past the door. Her shrieking woke me from my sleep. I had tiptoed my parent’s door and looked into a hole. “Something is wrong, Xavier! She’s not moving!” My father tried to calm my mom down but it only caused

 The underground was bad. Not only was it bad, it was pitiful. Sleazy men could be seen leaning against walls. Women wearing inappropriate, revealing attire could be seen sucking up to those who looked wealthy. Children could be seen across the ground moping and rousing mayhem. People were setting up stands filled with stolen merchandise and sold them. A tall man walked towards one of the stands with 3DGM’s and gas tanks. He and the clerk conversed and exchanged currency and merchandise. He then walked away and started heading into a tunnel leading home. A rock shifted to the side undetected by people walking by. A man with a bag slun

~A/N: Listen As You Read! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0Yexe9PJL8 ~ Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need     He was undoubtedly infatuated by your mere presence, to the point where his palms ached to reach towards your arm and encircle his digits about your wrist, dragging you close to his alluring and towering form. In all honesty, he saw his actions towards you more of an example of absolute dedication and faith rather than how you had put it as profane and abusive. Besides, he still carried his natural kind and caring expressiveness towards your relationship, lacing your fingers together when you strode down streets,

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjmsMTrgDjM Please listen while you read!) Lord Jean Kirstein suffered a horrid affliction, an plague spreading through the high class, an epidemic seeping into the very core of noblemen and women alike, one that came and go until it sunk them into the darkest depths. Ennui. Yes, the terrible illness that was boredom preyed upon his mind. None of the glitter and charm of these expensive gatherings appealed to his dulled senses. The women dressed in finest array and color, all an assortment of beauty and elegance, not once piqued his interest. The mundane conversations of the high class gentlemen failed to t

--a CD and a Basket. You giggle at this before looking up the white t-shirt, to meet the face of your loving greaser Matesprit. "Hey babe, happy Wvalentines Day." Cronus told you as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a small kiss. You hummed happily into the small sign of affection, arms wrapping around his neck. Slowly his hands move from just around you to his hands holding your waist lightly. His thumbs rubbing your hips in a manner that made you give a small moan. "Cronus." you whisper to the Greaser, who gave you a small chuckle. "Hm..?" "How about we go inside, before the neighbors see us." "Vwell, I don't mind them

"[Name]!" Shouted the voice of your one and only. You didn't even half to turn around to know who was wrapping their arms around your waist as their hands rested on your hips while their chin rested perfectly into the crook of your neck. "Vwhat's up babe?" He purred. "Cronus!" You shrieked as his breath tickled your neck. Now I know what your thinking; Why is Cronus with you? Well Cronus just so happens to be your moirail. Not that anybody believes the both of you. You both hooked up cause of some of the many interests you both share. Like for instance how you both absolutely LOVE throwing pickup lines at each other. Maybe that's why some

Armin couldn't keep his mind off of you. Even during missions, he would find his thoughts wandering over to you and was unable to refocus them on the task at hand. He would always see things from the outside, animals and plants, and wondered if you would like them; and when he wasn't on missions, he was by your side. Being with you was the only thing that kept his mind at ease between the stress of titans and the nonsense his friends came up with. You were the one little piece of perfection that made this hectic and chaotic life worth living. It was the second reconnaissance mission this month. No leeway had been made against the titans w

     "Hey Armin!" You cheered before wrapping your arms around the blond boy's shoulders from behind.     "H-Hey _____..." His face turned a bright pink that made you giggle and cuddle your face into the crook of his neck. His face went from pink to red in ten seconds flat. Once you finished tormenting your flustered crush you sat down beside him.     Looking over the large array of books before him you knew that he had not left the library since breakfast. You found your eyes drawn to a picture of an animal with long arms and claws but a sleepy face. You pointed to the furry looking creature, "What is this?"

“John... are you sure this is okay?” “Yeah dude! Totally!” “Dude... are you sure? I mean, I know I said that I wanted to be a prankster like you, but... this just doesn’t seem right.” “Why not?” “Well for starters Karkat is my boyfriend/matesprit. Shouldn’t I prank someone that, you know, can’t cut me off from amazingly cute sex?” “Oh dude. TMI.” “And you know how he is about the whole condomy-bucket situation. He’s going to flip his shit when that thing falls on top of him.” “Haha! But dude! That’s the point! Karkat