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 He's probably not everyone's favorite but I can't help but aww over his shy cuteness and such. Shinichi needs some love anyway. Pic not owned by me! http://narutobase.net/forums/showthread.php?t=611738 (Y/n)-your name (F/n)-friend's name "Hey, hot stuff, still liking the nerdy type?" You took a deep breath, knowing where that voice belonged to. To someone you dreaded and hated with passion. And they could never get the hint of what no meant. "What do you want, Takyo?" you asked. Takyo smiled. He was indeed handsome and beautiful, but he was such a douche. He pushed on those lower than him and even criticized the smart ones. Even

You walked out of the girls' dorms and crossed to the next building, on your way to the training fields. You and Sasha had been the last ones to leave the dorms and were on your way together. The girls had been singing songs all morning and Sasha and you had a new earworm... "From here on out, I'll be your commander!" You belted out. "I'll be your commander!" Sasha echoed. "No, fear, no doubt, I'll provide the answer! And right now I command you to-" "DANCE!" You both finished while giggling. You neared Commander Erwin's office and you both hushed...only to turn the corner and pick up the singing again as you passed Captain Levi's office. Y

 “When we grow up, promise me you’ll marry me, Erwin.” You held your little pinkie finger up to the young blonde beside you, waiting for him to do the same. “Do you even know what marriage means, [Name]?” His eyebrows cocked up, questioning you. “Of course, I do! It’s when two people like each other so much they’d want to spend every day for the rest of their lives together.” You answered enthusiastically. Your pinkie finger still lifted in front of his face. “Now, promise me.” Then, he hooked his pinkie finger in to yours, a small smile gracing his face. “All right, a

You had to admit, surgical robes were far from flattering, and you doubted you could ever pull them off as well as Dr. Erwin Smith did. That man could look good in anything and you knew (without a doubt and with much blushing on your part at the thought) he even looked good in nothing at all. Especially in nothing at all… You watched him now as he prepared for surgery, scrubbing fiercely at his hands and forearms until they were red and raw. He smiled as he looked up, spotting you in the doorway in your crisp white coat. “Come to wish me luck?” “I wouldn’t think you needed it, Dr. Smith,” you said cooll

Notes: So, first little thing before I start my challenges in attempt to extinguish this terrible writer’s block. It’s terrible >.> I don’t even know how I wrote this. But I did. So, I hope you enjoy. **Disclaimer: I do NOT own Attack on Titan, the Characters, or the Reader!** -- They were starting to notice, and you didn’t know what to do. After joining the Survey Corps you had began to change from the talkative, bombastic girl who wanted to help everyone to the reserved girl who blushed and looked at edge most of the day. The others had worried for you, fearing only the worst that might have happened to you. Had you

No. Your slender fingers slid down your stomach. Not gonna happen. Your body couldn't resist. Stop...! Your body moved errotically without any control. The hot water ran down your sides, causing small shivers to snake around your frame. You could feel the warm blood rushing back into your toes after a hard day training new cadets. Levi had given you hell, Hanji had annoyed the living shit out of you, and the new cadets were irritating as all get out. The only person who didn't trouble you today was your boss. "A-ah..." An uncaring moan erupted from your throat. You were terribly depraved. Suddenly, a gust of cold air drifted into

It was a quiet day, which was unusual considering your school was well-known for being the loudest since it was all about music. You were sitting next to the window on your maple-colored desk, humming a slight tune as you polished your Electric Guitar. It was midnight black, dark purple lightning streaks covering both sides. You're one of the top guitarist in this music school, one you've been attending for about six months now. It didn't take long for you to reach this rank, music was in your blood. It came naturally, but there is always room for improvement. You had gotten a scholarship easily with your natural talent, and you were enjoyin

"Wang Yao, let's go get some candy! Please, please, please!" You beg childishly, tugging his right arm's sleeve just as eager as both of you walked down one of Wang Yao's many Chinatown areas. It had been so long since the two of you had spent any sort of time together, seeing as he's also known as China, meetings kept him away from you seemingly everyday. So you couldn't help but feel overly excited about your current date, giggling like a young little girl. Yes, some say you're childish. But to you, you're nothing more than a happy person, or maybe a kid at heart. Either way, you found being cheerful far more appealing than being a complet