elizafrost

Quietly you giggled to yourself as you scrolled through the pictures. The pictures you held onto and had looked at so many times, hungering and aching for what they were showing. Your eyes scanned the screen and your cheeks flushed from excitement as you tried to surpress the building delighted squeals inside. The rectangle artifical light illuminated your face, made your eyes shine, while the darkness of the rest of the room contrasted with the bright mood you were in, entirely lost in your glee as you forgot time and space. Your finger moved and so did the pictures. Scrolling and watching you tried to memorize each of the precious picture

His breath hitched and his eyes widened. It couldn’t be, could it? His mind, his sould tried to deny it yet his eyes showed him the truth. But maybe it wasn’t the truth, maybe it was just a halucination, something imaginary his sadistic brain had made up? He watched your beautiful (h/c) colored hair sway in the wind, like the long grass on the field. The lonely scarecrow was not so lonely as one would think, a black crow sitting on it’s shoulder. The grin drawn onto the sack that was his face seemed demonic, sick and cruel. He almost could hear how it laughed at him like it was the devil while his hair swayed just like yo

Auther's Note: Crackfic means I am not serious. The whole story will contain 'bad words' and will fucking drip of sarcasm and irony. Please don't be offended. I just felt like writing this. There are different parts for depending what feautures (y/n) has. It's like a different choice thingy so just skip those parts that don't affect you. There you were, the stunning beauty of the corps. But yet all the flatter and swooning of the boys just couldn't sweep you off your feet. Unless that person loved a broom more than you. Then your panties dropped immediatly. What was it that made you so desirable and so unresistable? unnatural haircolor W

Lucas glared up to the male with all hatred he could bring up. Levi looked down onto the boy nervously. Ah, right. He forgot it in his happiness of having you back. His son hated him. “I think I told you to leave Mommy alone”, the small boy grumbled and pouted. He was currently clinging onto your leg and pulled you away as soon as Levi tried to get closer, glaring and almost hissing at his father. “Go away, Daddy. You only make Mommy sad!”, the boy said and Levi sighed, crouching down. “Look, bra- Lucas. I am sorry. But I won’t make Mommy sad anymore, I promise.” Lucas looked at him doubting and

You froze and held your breath. Did you hear right? Did he just really said that he still loved you…? Levi looked at you and his frown gradually only got bigger. Why weren’t you answering him? Why was the only reaction he got from you those widened eyes and that slightly from shock opened mouth? With the passing seconds that seemed like hours to him he grew more and more nervous. Did he mess up? Did you not want to hear those words? How did you feel? Did you forget your feelings for him with time? His earlier confidence seemed naive to him, stupid even. Just because you had been crying and your son was angry at his father for t

You walked through the busy streets in a hurry and your figure snaked it’s way through the early morning crowd. Everyone tried to be at the market as early as possible since the goods were the freshest at this time of the day, resulting in this early morning rush, making it difficult for you to be in time for work. Eventually you got to the familiar street next to the marketplace and hurried into the small cafe. “Ah! (f/n)! There you are!”, Jessica, the owner of the small cafe and your boss welcomed you. “I am sorry I am late. Amelia is getting worse these days and I got Maggie to look after Lucas since she has a da

Levi rushed through the dark alleys. The sun had set until he had arrived in town already and the few street lights illuminated weakly the roads. With every step he felt himself get more and more nervous. How would you react to him suddenly standing in front of your door? Would you take him back immediatly or were you angry at him for never asking? Of course he liked to imagine that you still cared for him and would give him a chance to prove himself of a worthy father, a worthy husband. The child and you deserved to be happy and he wanted to be the reason for that. Faster than he could collect his thoughts he already reached your front do

Levi was confused, shocked and shaken by what he had seen. You had a son?! And more important: why did that boy look so much like him?! Taking deep breaths to calm his mind he stopped pacing around his room and through the open bathroom door he could see from afar his reflection in the mirror above the sink. There was no use lying about it. That boy was the exact copy of himself. Except the eyes. That boy had your beautiful (e/c) orbs, shinint brightly and full of a warm softness he missed so dearly. “Lucas…”, he whispered, recalling the name. Hanji’s godson, your son. His… son…? Frantically he shook hi