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Children of Heaven: Ch 3Chapter 3
The walk to the airship port was not quite as long as Abel remembered. Naomi walked at his side, the heels of her boots clicking on the icy cobblestone. Ancient buildings towered above them, casting them in their shadows. Small drifts of snow lined the curbs, and a fresh veil was beginning to gently drift down from the velvet blackness above them.
"Are you cold?" Abel asked suddenly.
Naomi, who had been absorbed in her own thoughts, broke from her reverie. "No, I'm fine, thank you."
They eventually reached the entrance of the port, which strongly resembled a train station. There was still some time before the ship arrived, Abel noted as he glanced at a clock on a nearby wall. They walked to a bench near the end of the platform and sat down. The wrought metal proved to be quite a shock to their systems when they initially sat down.
"Are you all right? I know tonight has been " Abel trailed off, unable to finish the thought. He felt genuinely sorry for this woman, whose en
Children of Heaven Chapter 2Chapter 2
"You can come out now," Abel said softly after a few moments of deafening silence. His head turned to the right, where he knew Sister Kent had concealed herself in the shadows of the pews.
Sure enough, she rose from her hiding place, obviously shaken, and save for the cut above her breast, she was unharmed. In the darkness, her blood created a small, dark stain on her torn habit.
"Is he ?" Her voice trailed as she approached the priest, almost afraid to look down at the man she had once regarded with daughterly affection.
"I'm afraid so," Abel replied, a rueful tone edging his voice. "My mission was accomplished."
She stared at him, his gently shadowed profile, his silver hair and glasses glinting in the cold moonlight. "You were sent here to kill him?"
He did not answer.
"Are you an assassin, then?"
"I am " He paused, as if searching for the right words. "A weapon." This revelation seemed to startle even him, as if he had just registered this for the first time. Hi
Body swap? [Modern!AU] Levi x Reader x Eren [Pt 1]
Saying that I was frightened was an understatement. No, I was more terrified than anything. Hanji was backed into a corner and holding a broom to fend him off while he glowered- no glared at her. Boy, if looks could kill, Hanji would be a pile of ashes right now.
Am I confusing you? Sorry, I tend to get ahead of myself at times... here, let me start off at the beginning, before all this happened:
~Earlier that day~
I sighed as I was making coffee for my... boss. God, it was so weird calling the guy that; he's only a couple years older than me. Yet, he's one of the best working men in this entire business.
And then there's me, fresh out of college, and instead of going out and getting a kickass job somewhere, I am an assistant at Titan enterprises, working under Levi Ackerman. I can't complain though, as crappy as this job can be, doing all of Levi's orders, I get paid... a lot. Enough for my girlfriend, (f/n) and I to live in this amazing apartment. No, not any apa
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"Uuuuuugh." Gilbert groaned at the brilliant golden light seeping through the curtains of his otherwise dark room. The light... it irritated his hung-over mind. He rolled over, trying to escape the bright source of illumination. The pounding in his head hurt badly.
Fed up with the consistent, painful pounding, the platinum blonde opened his eyes then sat up.... or at least tried to. The movement spun his view, upsetting his hung-over mind even more. "Gaaaaah...." He clutched his head in his pale hands.
He swung his legs over the edge, slowly, and looked around. A glass of water and pill(s) sat on his nightstand.
The pill(s) arched through the air, then free fell into his mouth. Water washing it down a moment later. He set the glass back down with a thunk, and very slowly stood, rea
Body swap? [Modern!AU] Levi x Reader x Eren [Pt 2]
After exchanging information and whatnot with Jaeger, we said our goodbyes and set out for home. I got in my -Jaeger's- car and dug out the paper which said where exactly he lived. I had to do a double take when I read the name 'Sina apartment. Room 60 (Top floor)'
'And he's asking me for a raise? Tch.' I think unhappily before starting the car, pulling out of the parking lot and driving off to the place I was supposed to live in for a month.
"Oi. That's too fucking long. I swear if that brat breaks anything, I'll kick his ass," I mutter to myself.
About ten to fifteen minutes later, I arrived at the place. I pulled into the garage and parked in the correct spot before setting out to the elevators located on the far left. Once there, I push the button labeled 'top floor' and cross my arms, leaning against the wall directly across the door while waiting. The elevator stopped at the lobby and opened up to reveal a guy about Jaeger's age. He had an undercut; the
Beautiful (Levi X Reader)Everyone has a goal in this world. Everyone has a purpose to live. To reach that goal. Me... Of course, I just want to see the light of tomorrow, just like everyone else. But we all have different goals besides that, right?
I guess I'm expected to be a boring guy. All I do is sit in my office and do paperwork. Or out in the field I'll be slaughtering our enemies. Not much more to me than that, right? That's what everyone thinks. Nothing behind Heichou's door.
They're wrong. I have a goal too, something I live for. This may sound... stupid, but...
Don't think of me like that, I'm not some desperate idiot like Kirstein. I hide my emotions pretty well. But, in town, I see all these young couples, aimlessly walking together while hand-in-hand, and I just think... I can't be the only one. I can't be the only one that's alone. There has to be someone like me.
Then I saw her.
I've seen lots of pretty faces around. The regular girls with the broad chest and wide hips and tiny waist. The
Levi x Reader - Tea Talk - [AU]
Levi x Reader [AU]
A/N: this is a continuation of the "Eight Miles High" and "A Night in Paris" story line.
The night had ended, but today was a new day. Memories were destined to be made today, and surprises were probably right around the corner. Levi knew how to start the day off right and decided to take you to one of the little French cafés Paris was famous for. As you walked into the quaint little café, the warm aroma of tea, coffee, and pastries took over your senses. Levi seemed to be in a pretty good mood too since there weren't many people here, hoping that you two would have some time to talk. He took his hand in yours and walked up to the cashier at the counter.
"Bonjour monsieur, que puis-je faire pour vous? (Good morning sir, what can I get for you?)" the young cashier spoke, a small blush on her face. Not that you really cared if she thought your fiancé was cute. Most girls, even if they were frightened by him, thought he was handsome. You rarel
Bucky x Reader Don't Play
“Ohhh how long has it been since we’ve been to the beach??” (Name) cried, stretching her tired limbs with every emphasis. Finally, they were all at the beach. The most magical, relaxing and vacation perfect place they could think of, and it was all thanks to (Name).
Clad in only a bikini and a long shirt as a cover-up, (Name) had then convinced Fury to give all the Avengers a decent vacation. And Bucky Barnes had been included because 1) She had a massive crush on the man and 2) Because she knew he needed the break more than anyone else.
Since joining SHIELD, he’d had it rough. All the other agents and personnel were wary of him thanks to his past as the Winter Soldier, which basically meant no one really trusted or liked him aside from Steve and (Name), and the Avengers more or less since she’d convinced them that he was a decent guy, for the most part.
And here they all were, ready to kick back at the beach in
Don't Tell Them (Levi X Reader) Modern AUPeople say that your life flashes before your eyes before you die. Well I guess I wasn't much a believer in that theory. But once I opened my eyes to see Levi in front of me, strapped tightly to a wooden chair just as I was, everything came back to me.
I guess you could say we were college sweet-hearts. Destined to be together forever no matter what. We met on the first day, when we had French together. One of my silly little dreams was to one day go to Paris and be able to talk to everyone. We got paired up for some project and... it was like fireworks shot off. We just fit together like puzzle pieces.
He wasn't a real charmer with him words. I mean, he looked pretty bored with everything that lived on this Earth. But maybe that's one of the things I liked about him. His dark midnight locks, intimidating grey eyes, his well... short figure. I was shorter than him, but I loved to tease him about it anyway. He was handsome, all the girls were swooning over him. He didn't pay them much a
Levi x Reader - A Night in Paris - [AU]
Levi x Reader - A Night in Paris [AU]
A/N: this is a continuation of the "Eight Miles High" story line. This isn't really a series or anything, but I hope you enjoy more Levi fluff!
"God damnit woman, haven't we bought enough shit for one day?"
"Oh come on Levi! I don't know how many times we'll get to come back here! So I wanted to make the most of our trip. And that means getting some serious shopping done!"
Levi let out an exhausted sigh. If you weren't so cute, he probably wouldn't have ever agreed to this. But still, it nice to finally be off the plane, even though he'd have to face that thing again in a short week. And more importantly, you were happy. This was your trip, and Levi wanted you to do every single thing your little heart desired. If he were to be completely honest with himself, nothing made Levi happier than making you happy. You were his everything, and if his aching feet meant you had happy face, he would gladly accept that.
"Oi, you've literally been shop
A Kiss In The Rain (Eren X Reader) Modern AU
"Alright, that's a iced mocha for you, and a latte for me." A voice rang out, setting something on the table. You looked up from your book to see a green-eyed boy giving you a warm smile. You grinned back, and took your cup from the table as he sat across from you.
"Look at you, already knowing my coffee order." You said. He rolled his eyes with a soft smile and sipped his drink.
"I've known your coffee order for a long time, since we've been together for two years." He said, leaning across the table to kiss the tip of your nose. You two had both met in college, and immediately clicked. He was a year older than you, sure, but still. It wasn't such a gap, though your parents still disapproved. He was in his last year, while you were on your third.
You shrugged with a smirk once he pulled away. "Well, a big turn-on for girls is when a guy knows her coffee order. It may sound stupid to you, but for us, it means that you're actually listening and paying attention to us."
His eyes widened.
Children of Heaven - PrologueChildren of Heaven
Virgil had arrived at Buckingham Palace as soon as he had heard the news. The queen had reached the end of her time on this earth; the doctors were anticipating a quick, peaceful death, though they had been surprised that she had clung to the final thread this long. She would not rest, she said, until Virgil had promised her to find the angel.
He was led to the queen's chambers at once. Tall, pale, and fair-haired, Virgil Walsh could have easily passed as a relative of the royal family rather than a noble. Upon entering the chambers, he was greeted by the heavy, stale smell of illness and impending death. On her death bed, the queen had already begun taking on a pallor, her eyes sunken and her cheekbones very prominent. Her grey hair formed a pillow about her head, a pale halo crowning her in anticipation of her passing.
As he neared the bed, she slowly opened her eyes. Hazy with fatigue and illness, she could barely find the faculties to form th
The Panic Room (A Supernatural One-Shot)“Dean…? Dean?”
The name felt like lead on Sam’s tongue, so thick and heavy that he wasn’t sure if the syllable had actually made it past his lips.
The only reason he was aware of something cutting into his neck was the trail of red that was marking a small pathway against the stark fabric of his shirt. The dark suit and tie that usually accompanied the white-collared look were missing, but he couldn’t remember why.
His brother’s name seemed to drop soundlessly into the dark space before him. Everything felt heavy. Dull. Maybe he was dreaming.
But dreams shouldn’t smell of dust and abandonment. They shouldn’t be framed by cobwebs and wallpaper so aged that their floral design has faded into funeral bouquets. They shouldn’t have flickering candlelight and robed figures looking down on you.
No, dreams shouldn’t be like that.
But Winchesters don’t have dreams. They have nightmares. Sam smile
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