*I'm trying out a new type of writing style, although I'm not sure if it differs from my earlier works. If it doesn't then I have accomplished nothing at all!11!
Btw- the stanza at the end isn't exactly as the one in the actual play - I edited so that it's more relevant to the story. Somehow.
"Are you sure this will work, Armin?"
The bi-colored male traced his index finger along the page, his skin tracing the countless words that were in stanzas printed in the old, crisped-yellow pages of the brown, leather book. He tuned his golden hues to the blonde male, who had sky blue eyes that told a whole new world.
"I'm sure of it. She knows classics and true literature, so I doubt that she would be weirded out by this."
The tall male memorized the transcripts and printed words in the book, the writing embedded into his brain like carvings on stone. He nodded to himself, justified by the satisfaction of his next actions that will later take place in the day. His heart began beating faster at the thought, yet he held a calm and cool complexion, his nervousness completely veiled by his expression.
He knew that this would woo you into becoming his.
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You laid in your bed, the rays of the sun beating down on your toned skin that took in the vitamin D in the harsh yet cooling shine of the large star. You sighed in content, graciously thanking your superior, Corporal Levi Ackerman, for letting you and his squad have a day off from work, expeditions, and chores.
In front of you was a brown, leather book in your hands, the black printed words barely visible yet could be read by the human eye exceptionally. You turned the page, enticed by the story and it plot. It's about a young girl and her two friends, who embark on a journey to find their own future. They encounter hardships, relationships, and possible death, yet they manage to stick together no matter what happens. They are all willing to help each other and be there at each others' side, despite what could happen to themselves.
The story itself made you feel somewhat lonely. Why was that?
Maybe it was because you never had any close friends like the ones in the book - the ones who were always by your side, the ones who you could trust even with your own life. Unfortunately, you never grew up with a childhood friend, lest had any interaction with others with your family when you were younger. All the other kids were simply and happily playing, talking, and running around the streets, whilst you sat by the window of your bedroom, looking down at the street full of lively kids and happiness.
But what did you do?
You simply read. Every book, transcript, or even document you could get your hands on from your parents. You spent almost all of your time reading - from plays to literature. You even had a whole bookshelf dedicated to your most favorited books, along with the ones you as finished.
When you joined the military, you decided to even bring along some of your books with you, unknown to the young blonde who shared similar reading interests with you. He was Armin Arlert - a smart, intelligence, and intellect-filled boy who loved reading, just as you did. You became of his other friends, Mikasa Ackerman and Eren Jaeger, and the three all together reminded you of the book you were reading right now.
You turned another page, but before you could read the first paragraph, you heard tapping, as if things being thrown, at your bedroom window, which startled you a bit. Confused, you put the book down on your bed (bookmarking your page first, of course) and headed towards the window, looking down to see a bi-colored male riding a dark brown stallion, the Wings of Freedom cape around his neck noticeable from above.
YOU ARE READING
Attack on Titan Oneshots
FanfictionAttack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin Oneshots. Title says it all. My drabbles, imagines, scenarios, oneshots - whatever you call them - of the male characters of the SnK cast. Thank you all for the reads, comments, and votes. For those who've been her...