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(www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xr7wV4… Please listen while you read!)
You rested your head against his cold shoulder, his skin glowing in the moonlight. Your eyes traced over his every keen feature, from the curve of his nose, to the point of his chin, to his sable hair framing his forehead, casting delicate shadows across his brow, to his thin, silvery eyes, gazing mindlessly into an unknown oblivion, one you could never be a part of.
You were his creation, made to be his companion, a strange composition of wires and fluids, weaving into an incredible tapestry that brought you to life. Despite your uncanny resemblance to his kind, he always explained to you that you were made by his hands, rejected by the living, but unclaimed by the dead. Though he would live much longer than the feeble beings of earth, he would age, little by little, fading away, until he left his own celestial world, leaving you to live on to wander amongst the stars.
But, how could this be? Your fingertips managed to distinguish both the softness, heat and wrinkled scars in his damaged skin. Tiny sensors built into you identified the tips of his hair or the ends of his lashed, brushing against your cheek. Something inside you contorted into an indistinguishable mess of aches and numbing excitement. These strange sensations swelled inside your chest, growing and growing until you were sure every wire would break and snap, seeping out the burning corners of your shimmering orbs, stinging down to your fingers. Wasn’t this love? Wasn’t this something good and beautiful? Didn’t this make you one of his kind?
Never did he fully answer your restless inquiries. Too lost was he in the space of his own thoughts, a place too far for you to follow, a sea of complex reflections to great for you to understand, an abyss, an oblivion. Instead, he would simply brush his lips against your forehead, lay you gently onto his bed, and wrap you tightly in his arms, as if protecting you from your own mind. He pressed you against him, watched the stars with you, drowning you in his scent, his warmth, submerging you in your own world, your own oblivion.
And frankly, that was more than you could ever hope for...
You rested your head against his cold shoulder, his skin glowing in the moonlight. Your eyes traced over his every keen feature, from the curve of his nose, to the point of his chin, to his sable hair framing his forehead, casting delicate shadows across his brow, to his thin, silvery eyes, gazing mindlessly into an unknown oblivion, one you could never be a part of.
You were his creation, made to be his companion, a strange composition of wires and fluids, weaving into an incredible tapestry that brought you to life. Despite your uncanny resemblance to his kind, he always explained to you that you were made by his hands, rejected by the living, but unclaimed by the dead. Though he would live much longer than the feeble beings of earth, he would age, little by little, fading away, until he left his own celestial world, leaving you to live on to wander amongst the stars.
But, how could this be? Your fingertips managed to distinguish both the softness, heat and wrinkled scars in his damaged skin. Tiny sensors built into you identified the tips of his hair or the ends of his lashed, brushing against your cheek. Something inside you contorted into an indistinguishable mess of aches and numbing excitement. These strange sensations swelled inside your chest, growing and growing until you were sure every wire would break and snap, seeping out the burning corners of your shimmering orbs, stinging down to your fingers. Wasn’t this love? Wasn’t this something good and beautiful? Didn’t this make you one of his kind?
Never did he fully answer your restless inquiries. Too lost was he in the space of his own thoughts, a place too far for you to follow, a sea of complex reflections to great for you to understand, an abyss, an oblivion. Instead, he would simply brush his lips against your forehead, lay you gently onto his bed, and wrap you tightly in his arms, as if protecting you from your own mind. He pressed you against him, watched the stars with you, drowning you in his scent, his warmth, submerging you in your own world, your own oblivion.
And frankly, that was more than you could ever hope for...
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Cyborg!Levi X Scientist!Reader | AU
| I could not save you |
some weird-ass story to boot
Worried, you bit your bottom lips as you drove your little blue car on the way back. You did not know if you had to be glad or depressed. You shook your head to keep these ideas away. You would see at home.
This home when he would wait for you.
Your jaw clenched at the thought. After one or two minutes, you forced yourself to breathe and put a smile on your face. You did not care if it was a very bitter grin and your face soon twisted into a desperate look and an irritated wince. You sighed, not knowing how to behave when you would come back home.
Before you could decide anything
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Wheels Of Time (Levi X Ghost!Reader) Drabble
~A/N: Listen As You Read! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5ItNxpwChE ~
Being the heavy sleeper he was despite the nightmares that woke him on occasion, he wasn't very sure of what had awoken him in the first place as he sat up in the plush mattress. His chest was bare as the sheets he had pulled up to his shoulders fell into his lap, and his onyx locks splayed about his forehead tickled his skin. The sudden cold chill that had him jump to a start had dissipated, yet it had reappeared in merely seconds once he swung his legs over the edge of the bed. As he stood it followed him, and as he strode to the shut window it lingered beside him
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Is This Just a Dream? |LevixReaderxKirito|{AU} 2
"One more!" You screamed as you swung your weapon down on the beast that was below you. It yelled as it burst into pixels when your scythe hit home. You jumped back down onto the ground and strapped the scythe back on your back.
"That was pretty good." Levi said as he walked over to you. You moved aside your (color) braid and straightened out your cloak. You smiled back at Levi and turned to Kirito who was fiddling with his sword.
It has been almost four month's now and so far none of you have died or split up. During one point you had meant many other people on the way who seemed pretty nice, except this one girl named Asuna wh
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Requested by ! The only perimeters were write a short fic inspired by this song....so here's what I came up with. XD
Instead of continuing Fallen, I made another Alien!Levi. But, I wanted to make it different, so I pondered, and thought, "okay, I'll make Reader a mute!human. That would work for the song." But, then one of my favorite movies "Blade Runner" came on TV, and the whole idea of "can artificial intelligence love" came into play, then I was like...."Android!Reader!" There you have it. xD
Instead of continuing Fallen, I made another Alien!Levi. But, I wanted to make it different, so I pondered, and thought, "okay, I'll make Reader a mute!human. That would work for the song." But, then one of my favorite movies "Blade Runner" came on TV, and the whole idea of "can artificial intelligence love" came into play, then I was like...."Android!Reader!" There you have it. xD
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I WANT MORE AUTHOR-SAN! ;_;