TanoSpiral

Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeeeep. Beep. Beep Beeeee- CRUNCH. ‘Oi! What happened?’ Mikasa sat up, entangled in her blankets and looked down, over the bunk railing. ‘Oh, it’s just you, (f/n).’ Everyone in the dorm looked over at the shattered remains of the once intact alarm clock, hurled against the wall. ‘I’ll go and order a new one,’ yawned Ymir, stretching as she stood up. ‘Why is there mud on the floor?’ ‘Eh, I don’t know. It’s probably Sasha. You know how she likes to raid the commanders’ kitchen for late night snacks.’ Ymir trudged out of the room, lea

"It was a relatively peaceful afternoon. Nothing had been destroyed in the Phantomhive Manor, courtesy of Finny, Bard and Mey-Rin...yet. Not that the Phantomhive Earl would hear about it since the Phantomhive Butler would attend to it and see it set right immediately. Mey-Rin was doing the laundry, Bard was tending to the repairs in the house(caused by him earlier that day), Finny was trimming the hedges while Mr. Tanaka was busy writing in his journal...eh? Oh wait, never mind. He's just sipping on his tea. I must have been confused by that steam surrounding his shrinking form. Anyway, all was calm in the Queen's Guard Dog's home. All becaus

[Please read the description before proceeding!] You sighed as you turned on the diffuser on your bedside table, the last step of your nighttime ritual before finally taking your rest. For a brief moment, you watched the thin stream of mist float delicately from the top, disappearing into the small space of your bedroom. The relaxing scent of lavender traveled up your nasal passages and rushed through the rest of your bloodstream. You didn’t particularly like doing this every damn night. It felt no different from any of your other rituals. But, at least, this one had an actual goal rather than appeasing the stupid worries concocted fro

PMSing You groaned as you clutched your lower abdomen, but why the hell do you bother? It won't take way the pain and uncomfortableness that you were experiencing! You were walking through the hallways of the Scouting Legion HQ. Well actually, you were more or less trudging. Little thoughts kept running through you kind like. 'Why can't guys get periods instead!' And 'why the hell am I here? I don't want to be in the fucking military today!' You know, the usual thoughts that came the same time of the month as your... Your.... Well you know. You had skipped training today with Mike and you were trying you absolute best to keep a low profile

The wooden chair moaned as the weight of its owner distributed on its leg in a slow, rhythmic rocking. Every fiber of the staircase, every strand within the walls, every thread of curtain, bent and creaked at the oncoming storm, the tempestuous wind disturbing the lonely abode. The ringing of the clock’s chimes reverberated throughout the solitary mansion, announcing the arrival of the midnight hour. Accompanied only by his books and stone and porcelain guardians to ease his impending sorrow,  he rested his head against the velvet lining of the cushion. The candle wrapped in its crystal case, trembled at the thickening darkness, a

Author's Note: Alright, I feel like I need to preface this part by making a few points clear. One of my friends who pushed me to write this stuff in the first place had a major rage quit after the one I wrote last night. Apparently, she was upset because Levi didn't just pull you to his office and take you then and there. Well, I didn't want it like that. Don't get me wrong, I like those kinds of fanfics when I just want to read something quickly. But this is a story I want to last and to be realistic. Progression that fast just doesn't seem real to me. So I'll try to slip in some side ships so that the pervy side of fanfic readers don't get