What Did I Do Wrong, Corporal? (Levi x Reader)“I’m soooo hungry!” Sasha moaned. I rolled my eyes as we headed off to breakfast. “I haven’t eaten for hours!”
“You were dreaming about food. That made the rest of the people listening to your sleep talking hungry too!” Ymir growled at her, storming to the mess hall. I walked alongside them, silently agreeing with Ymir, and entered the mess hall.
Inside I grabbed my tray of food and we sat down to eat, when Commander Erwin came up to me. I got up and saluted him firmly, saying a powerful, “Commander Erwin sir! Good morning!”
“At ease, Cadet [l/n],” he said, waving me off. I relaxed my arms but remained rigid by his side.
“Cadet [l/n], there’s something I want to ask you help for something. Do you mind meeting me in my office after breakfast so we can discuss it?”
“Yes Commander Erwin sir! I’ll be there right away sir!” I replied. He nodded and left. I sat down, wondering what he
My Hate, My Love (Levi X Reader) ~Oneshot~Note: This is when Levi was younger and was just starting his cadet days. I haven’t read the side story yet, so there will be A LOT of mistakes. Please forgive me!!!!
I hated her with a passion. That stupid, good-for-nothing squad leader named _______. I hated her laugh, her looks, her smile, everything. She had to be the most annoying person to ever “grace” the face of this Earth with her presence.
I just had to be put into her care.
It was right after Erwin put me into the cadet training camp. Just to be on the safe side, he assigned one of the squad leaders he trusted to watch over me. He didn’t want me to get into fights with the other cadets, cause trouble, or run away. So I was put under the care of ________. Apparently Erwin trusted her with his own life. I couldn’t see for one second what could make a man trust that idiot.
“Levi, this is ________. She’s a squad leader and also a dear friend of mine. She’ll
Smileys/Face Icons +random onions :DSmall Pointer To Those In Need:
These pictures below are icons.
They are often used to show the expression on your face.
Sometimes its helpful for others who may get confused on whether what you are commenting is phrased nicely or in a meaner tone but all together it is your choice to put an icon or not. :iconilikeitplz:
How To Make Them:
You simply need to have ":" on either end of what you will be typing, You will also need to use the word "icon" (and on occasion the word "plz") in order to... make an icon!
Say you want to put "I love it"; you would do :iconiloveitplz : without spaces so it appears as, :iconiloveitplz:
Say you want to put "I dislike it"; you would do :iconidislikeitplz : without spaces so it appears as, :iconidislikeitplz:
Below is a typed list of icons I have gathered over the past year, I went though the trouble of searching all throughout DeviantAR
Paid Name ChangesDear deviantArt Staff,
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They could access
The Most Beautiful (Levi x Reader) ~Oneshot~It was finally the end of the kyojin reign. I looked out at the world as a small breeze blew past me and played with my hair. I shifted the backpack I had with my personal necessities and eyed our supply cart before shifting my eyes back to the front of the group.
I heard a small giggle looked over at her as she moved on her horse to be more comfortable. Her eyes were bright as she looked forward, watching the Commander. Feeling my eyes on her, she turned to look back at me with a smile.
“Something wrong sir?” she asked. I blinked and looked forward without answering the question. I heard her sigh and saw through my peripheral vision that she was pouting. I internally laughed at the childishness of her actions but kept my face neutral.
Erwin finished whatever he had been doing before calling out, “All right! The first expedition to explore the new world shall now begin! Let’s go discover the world!”
Shouts and screams and even whistles could be heard as al
Art Is Love Levi (Levi x Reader) ~Oneshot~I groaned as I stared at the class bully, Levi Ackerman. That boy had an attitude and the mouth to go with it. He would never do his assignments, make rude statements in class, and then he’s walk off like it never happened. Honestly, I know he’s a great kid, and really smart at that. He just doesn’t care about my Art Class, and that annoys me.
All the other teachers that have him say that he’s foul mouthed and bad mannered, but he’s at the top of their class. Never a missed assignment, not a single grade lower than an A+, and to top it off, he actually participates once a week in class! He has a special day for each class where he raises his hand and says something that ISN’T a snide remark, EXCEPT FOR MINE!!
He smirked at the three girls as one cried and the other two tried to kill him, only to be held back by two of their friends.
“Christa, please stop crying. I’ll give you an extension on the project, so no need to worry. Mikasa, Ymir,
Pinky Promise (Levi x Reader) ~Oneshot~3rd Person POV
Levi was young. This was much before he’d bet Isabel, Farlan, or even Kenny for that matter. He was a young boy with the appearance of a four year old, but was actually six.
Being born into and living in the underground city of the Capital his whole life, Levi knew exactly what life was like down there. Here there was no such thing as “unfair, unethical, unjust, wrong” and the like. You did what you had to survive. Killing one another for resources was fair game, stealing was a natural part of life, street fights as plentiful as the sewage water, and everyone was a nuisance to one another. Parents would abandon their children as soon as they could moderately fend for themselves because they were too hard to take care of. Too much maintenance. If the family was lucky enough that they could afford to keep their children, then those children sneered at their peers. Money made them superior. It was a fact of life.
Assassination, murder, fights, swears and i
Broken... Then Mended (Levi x Reader)It’s been two years since they died. Oluo, Erd, Gunther,……
Two agonizing years since their noble sacrifices.
I’ve done what I’ve always done. I block the pain until I’m alone, and then I let myself feel them. All of them. Every last bit of anguish stored away into the recesses of my mind and heart come over me and break me. Over and over again, I’m broken. Over and over again, I go through this agonizing cycle.
Petra. I think I miss her the most. It hurts. It hurts so much. She had been everything to me. I’m not afraid to admit I’d fallen in love with her. She’d been so good to me. Kind, caring, dedicated, and a true soldier. I never told her. Of course not. Love would have only gotten in the way between us.
But that doesn’t mean I didn’t love her, and it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt. Everything annoys me more now. Girls talking, people being friendly, and all those smiling faces. While I
Love Is Not Weakness (Petra x Levi x Reader)I never wanted anything to do with love. It didn’t matter to me. Why should I love anyone and then get hurt? It would be just my luck to fall in love with a girl only to have her killed in battle. I’ve lost friends, comrades, and soldiers. I’ve seen loved ones fall in battle, and I’ve seen their lovers collapse. I’ve seen strong men become weak when in love, and die trying to protect those they fell for. I’ve witnessed countless people become shells of who they once were, all because of a stupid emotion. I’ve felt the excruciating pain of losing people close to me, the rage that builds up within oneself. The guilt, the horror, the terror, and the blame.
Yes, I’ve felt it all, I’ve seen it all. It’s not a good feeling, and it’s truly indescribable how horrible it is. True, I’ve never been “in love” per se, but I’ve lost people close to me, and that was painful in itself. I always say that we never