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I'm pregnant! Levi x Reader Part 2
A few months later you were in your room composing a new song.This time you wanted to write something happy,something cheerful for your child that was soon going to come.From time to time you rubbed your tummy thinking about how the child will look like.You wished he or she could have Rivaille’s eyes.You got up and went downstairs to have your lunch.Everyone around the base heleped you with everything.They even brought you the food at your table.Christa and Sasha took a seat near you.
„And what name are you going to give to your child?”Asked shasha very excited.
„I..i thought about it but i can’t think of anything good”You said as you started eating.
„I always wanted to name my child Ace”Said Mikasa .
„Ace?What a beautiful name for a girl!”You said smiling as wide as you could.
„You think so?” Mikasa raised one of her eyebrows.
„Yes,i love it!Do you mind if i’ll use it?&
Heathers - Levi x Child!Reader There he was, Humanity’s Greatest Soldier. You watched as he and the other soldiers prepared to leave for an expedition. You eyed the face of each man - some looked nervous, while others looked excited. Your eyes looked over to the Corporal. He, unlike the others, had a blank, unreadable expression. He silently sat atop his horse, looking forward, giving his horse a pat every now and then.
The sound of the gate being lifted filled your ears and you watched as the Recon Corps set out, about to embark on another dangerous mission. You said a silent prayer, praying for the safe return of all the soldiers, especially the Corporal.
They returned later that day and it was evident from their faces that things didn't turn out so well. Those who returned had grim faces. They had failed once again, and it seems that they lost many people in the process.
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
Southern modernizationBlack comedy market economy, banana peel political humour, cards with the cartels, the solution free room service and credit the union. Bolivar twist, ding dong dollar under control, valley of the coin desert with no value. Gangsta paradise, the victims are the people. Big mac and cold conflict interference a part of it all. In little Mexico you’d need a high horse to jump the great border wall that boasts its peak.
Viracocha melts waters unlike those it rose from, making waves of out of metal oceans to overtake the current south, re-steel, re-take, tech-mechs the entire south into neo-Machu Picchu, cyberpunk music moulding, reshaping old society into an new age, iron dynasty, fresh coat for an old, ancient look. The coattails of Quetzalcoatl if he were a modern man pull together the merge of future and long passed past..techno temples and the like.
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