I shot him a wicked smile as I brought one of my hands up and began to trace. Levi jolted forward quickly, reaching his arms for me. I quickly slapped my palm against his chest and shoved him back onto the bed. "Do I have to tie you up again and teach you some manners?" I asked forcefully. Levi narrowed his eyes at me and ran his tongue along the front of his teeth, clearly irritated. But I knew that deep inside, he didn't mind my dominance. In fact, he loved it. --- After almost two years of training and increasing your skills in Captain Hanji's regiment, Commander Erwin is ready to appoint you as a captain of your own squad. A promotion this early on in your career is extremely rare. In order to attain this promotion, you have to shadow another captain for a few months. Little did you know that the captain you would be shadowing would be the infamous Captain Levi. You had only heard about him through rumors and whatever Hanji whispered to you. Determined to make a name for yourself, you stand strong against his attitude and impatience. But how long can you resist his charm? No one said you can't mix business with pleasure. ***I do not own any fan art used. The artists are credited at the beginning of the chapter unless they are unknown.

In which Alice interrupts her roommate's stream and gets herself pulled into the world of Minecraft Youtubers. • "Dude! You're in here talking about Greeks instead of answering your phone?!" "...I'm kinda in a war right now, destroying the government and all..." "Oh..well I brought the pineapple." "The pineapple can wait, I'm causing anarchy." • TOP RANKS RECEIVED #1 in WilburSoot #1 in Wilbur #1 in Corpse #1 in Nihachu #1 in Tubbo #1 in Jacksepticeye #1 in minecraftyoutuber #1 in Quackity #2 in Minecraft #3 in dreamsmp #5 in Dream

"You really didn't need to do that." George took us to another room, he was kind of angry. "No I did." I stubbornly argued. George chuckled as he bent down to look at me, so our eyes could meet. "What's so funny." Still pissed, I crossed my hands in annoyance and anger. "You're so short, you know that." He grinned at my face, patting my head laughing. "Fuck you," I rolled my eyes, giggling taking his hand off my head. I looked up at him, our eyes met, but this time it felt different. Our eyes admired each other. Suddenly it felt like time went in slow motion, like we were the only people in world, like somehow the world stopped just for us. We felt like we weren't afraid of death anymore, our mortal worries no longer played with our minds sitting in the back of our heads. All the anxiety built up suddenly came to a halt. ~~~~~~~~~~~ High school is complete bullshit, the movies make it seem like a utopia and i'm stuck here with ungodly workload of homework and studying. ~~~~~~~~~~~ note: this was my first actual full story, so i'm sorry if it's shitty lol

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐂𝐘𝐓 𝐊𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 ~~~~ DISCONTINUED!¡! i keep this up for nostalgia 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒: 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘

'c'mon....clay....' 'I wa-what? WHAT!?' -------- dreamwastaken x FEMALE!OC HIGHEST RANKS #7 IN DREAMWASTAKEN #1 IN MCYT #1 IN MCYTERS

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

Years before he'd been daggered, the Reckless Mikaelson had met a very talented songstress who had befriended him. Kol had found her fascinating, especially when she felt no attraction to him and treated him like the brother she had never had, while he treated as the sister he needed. The blonde had been completed shocked when Kol told her everything and he was overjoyed to find she never treated him any different. And unlike a lot of people, she didn't ask to be changed . He did it anyway. Kol hadn't wanted to lose one of the few people who actually cared about him. She just had the talent to draw people in, so when the two Mikaelsons stepped into the small bar, he wasn't at all surprised to find all eyes on her. She would also only ever sing in small establishments, so they'd get the publicity they needed. ~I found a thrill, A thrill to press my cheek to, A thrill that I've never known.~

My name is Alex Taylor-Lockwood I'm 17 years old and I was 2 months when I got dropped on the orphanage doorstep. I was the kid that nobody wanted because of the scar going down the right side of my face. No one wanted a scarred, broken kid. Then one day it all changed... * Alex was 13 when she triggered her werewolf gene. But too her it was a curse. She had grown up in care until Mason Lockwood came along. Now years later she is moving to Mystic falls with him. When she arrives there are supernaturals everywhere. Vampires, Un-triggered Werewolves, Dopplgangers and even Witches. What will she do when the people she loves the most are threatened? and what will happen when the love of her life pops up and she doesn't even know it? * What's next for the little wolf?