ArsenicHazard

September 1st. Alexander huffed as he straightened, walking off the school bus and staring in front of him. First day at a brand new school. He held his books tighter, not having a backpack with him. Since he had no legal guardian, it was harder to buy stuff around here. There was a collection for him though as his church that had managed to scrounge up enough money to send him here; Revolution High. After that, he had searched everywhere for some sort of job. He had worked at a little gas station that was family owned, saving up all his money for a school uniform and supplies. When the end of summer neared, he had managed to collect just eno

“Kai!” Jinora yelled as she stormed through the air temple, looking for the newest master airbender. The young man peeked out from over of the rooms with an innocent grin on his face. “Yes, dear?” “Oh don’t give me that, Kai. As a master, you can’t continue to goof off and be reckless!” “I wasn’t reckless!” He said, giving a pout, folding his arms as he stood his ground. Jinora was always so strict. She needed to let loose sometimes, and yes he would admit, that maybe, maybe¸ he let loose a bit too often, but that’s why they were together. To balance each other out.

"Do you know how to dance, John?” Sherlock was laid back in his armchair, his eyes closed, his muscles relaxed. John had been sure he was asleep, however the recent question disproved his thoughts. “Sorry, what?” He asked, looking up from his newspaper. It was a calm Sunday, no murders in the area, no criminals to chase, and that typically resulted in a very irritated Sherlock. However today seemed a little different. He was completely calm, maybe even happy. “I don’t like repeating myself.” He murmured calmly, his eyes opening to look at the sandy blond hair. John was in his dark brown jumper, a plaid

“How are you liking the Corps?” “Oh you know, kind of stressful. Everyone is always so crazed about everything. Sometimes I think we should really petition for a day of relaxation. No worrying over Eren, no going out on insane field trips. Nothing. Just sleep.” Marco laughed, looking over at Jean, “Yeah that would be fun, wouldn’t it?” The two boys were sitting in an open field, facing each other in a comfortable silence. Marco was perched on a small stone with soft scratch marks on one side. Jean was sitting opposite with his legs outstretched. He laid back, smiling slowly. He rarely smiled, but w

"You don't understand, Erwin." "I think I do." "I can't show weakness. It will discourage the new recruits." "Levi, you're human like the rest of us. You are capable of being hurt." "Not in their eyes." Being overworked was typical for any mission. When he had to go out of his way to save those who couldn't, it just took more out of him. He was used to it, of course, needing to be everywhere at once, but these new recruits were even less prepared for the attack of Deviant titans. He could have seen it coming. Like a pattern to be anticipated. It was just another thing to take care of as he heard a scream, pivoting in his gear and racing in t

"Will you join the Scouting Legion?" Levi was sitting in the mess hall, blinking a few times as he glanced at Erwin who was looking at him. "Will you, Levi?" "What?" He asked, glancing at his tea. "Will you look over these formations?" Levi felt like banging his head off the table. He had probably been caught staring as he was lost in thought. "Yes, of course, commander." He mused calmly, standing and grabbing the file from him, downing the rest of the tea and leaving the hall to return to his quarters and look over the plans. He couldn't help but think about how vivid Erwin's voice had been just then. "I'll join." He pushed a hand through hi

"Big bro!!!" Levi remembered Isabel's call like it was only seconds ago. At that time, he had been standing at the door, fixing a button on his vest and adjusting his gear. He looked up as she scampered over. He tilted his head a bit in a sort of calm confusion. "What do you need?" "I want to come with you." She declared confidently. "You haven't gotten fully used to the gear. Maybe next time." He turned back to what he was doing, hearing Farlan emerge from the kitchen to look at the two of them. "Why don't you take her for a spin, Levi?" He mused with an air of a smile about him. They were always so cheery. Levi rarely knew why. They scaveng

When Jem had stayed with him that night, he had known that things would never be the same again. After agreeing to go through the process of humanizing him, the demon and Will undertook extensive experiments to return him back to the same old Jem. It was not pleasant for either of them, Jem strapped to a chair, most days screaming for it to end while Will profusely apologized, injecting him with his own angelic blood. He only hoped that Jem would not hate him for it afterwards. It took several weeks before there were signs of improvement. Jem's eyes had returned to their normal colour –a dark brown that was natural, unlike the soulless

Will's eyes widened as he pulled back, looking down at the knife in his stomach, clutching at the blood that was slowly running from the wound. He glanced back at Jem, taking a slow breath. "Jem..." He stared at the other who just stood there. He couldn't read the expression as his parabatai watched, finding a bookshelf to support his weight. Holding the wound, he shook his head, forcing a smile onto his face. "It's alright. I understand." He managed, his voice hoarse. Jem shook his head. He had expected the tactic to feel liberating, but all he could feel was a pain inside himself. He hesitated, watching the blood leak through his shirt, ove