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LIKE IF YOU WANNA DO ONE OF THESE AUs:
Ice cream shop AU
Muse A is the owner of a small, independent ice cream shop in a small town. There’s a new regular that comes around every afternoon (Muse B)… Cute, fluff and romance ensues.Â
Counting Stars AU
Muse A and B have been kicked out of their apartment and forced to live in the tiny trailer and pick up truck. This prompts an impromptu road trip in a search for a new home, new jobs and a new life.
New Girl AU
Just like the tv sitcom, muse A has just arrived at a new apartment, where muse B lives. It takes a while for things to settle in, but until then… Maybe there’s a prank or two every now and then, or maybe the two just click immediately…
A Friend In Need AU
Muse B is caught in an abusive relationship, and is deathly afraid to tell anyone. At work, their coworker, (Muse A) starts to notice that things aren’t quite right. But with Muse B fearing for their life, will they be able to continue hiding it, or will they spill everything? And if they do, will Muse B help them?
High-School Sweethearts AU
Muse A and muse B were deeply in love in highschool, but once college rolls around they loose touch. Eventually, years later muse A is planning their wedding and bumps into muse B (could be wedding planner or something) and as they begin to speak again, they realize that they are still in love with one another.
Photographer/Model AU
Muse A comes in weekly for their job: Being photographed by muse B, for a local magazine or project. The two have been working together for about six months now, but it feels like longer. Small touches to move the model the right way might end up with something more than an awkward laugh…
Librarian AUÂ
The local librarian, muse A can’t help but notice the one regular that  stays until closing time - muse B. After a few nights of talking, there seems to be an undeniable spark between the two…
He rolled his eyes.  ”I’m not saying anything…” he exhaled heavily. “Look never mind. I was just wanted to know why you slapped my ass,” Levi fixed his raven hair. “Alright fine, you don’t have to tell me. I really hate you some times.” the corporal was only joking.
Well, it evidently wasn't that obvious to Levi as it was to Erwin. Perhaps the captain didn't realize that he had a decent behind. Levi's words were blunt, and though Erwin was thick-skinned around others, Levi was one of the few whose opinions mattered to him. "I assume you're joking," Erwin said, though his tone betrayed his uncertainty. "Moreover, how could I not have slapped your ass?"Â
Levi never quite knew if it was Erwin being a martyr when he said shit like that or if the man truly believed those words. Honestly it was most likely the second one. Erwin was definitely one that meant what he said when he spoke for the good of humanity. But it pissed Levi off a little when he spoke of himself so casually, like it wouldn’t make a difference if he wasn’t there, wasn’t in charge. Even if his protection wasn’t a top priority to him, it was to Levi. He had always kept a close watch on the man especially on any sort of expedition. He was far too special not to watch. He rolled his eyes. Not old enough to die yet. As if they hadn’t watched tons of teens, younger than them die on the battle field.  ”You’re older than everyone I know. You’re probably going to out live everyone. I’m pretty sure you’re in your late nineties.” He replied flatly.
Even with the light jokes, the atmosphere seemed to hang heavy, the quietness of the room was far too loud for its own good. Levis eyes widened a bit when the sound of wood scraping wood tore into the air. He hadn’t expected Erwin to get up, let alone walk over to him. He could see the man in his peripheral vision, drawing nearer. Those words were heavy, way too heavy for Levi. He hated even remotely coming close to talking about emotions, or feelings. He couldn’t afford to talk about stuff like that. It was weakness. It was admitting frailty. Erwins hand on his shoulder was almost like an anchor, stopping him from running away from this, even if everything in him was telling him to do so. “Don’t.” He looked back up to meet Erwins eyes. “Don’t turn this around on me. We’re talking about your safety, not my capability to have a thought.”
Not surprisingly, Levi didn't seem to take Erwin's words too seriously. But somehow, it was that sort of almost adolescent delinquency that Erwin found a little endearing. At least he got the joke, though. Erwin didn't look too old (or at least, he hoped so), but only five years of commanding hundreds brought him to more than a few wisps of white hair and wrinkles where most people didn't notice. But apparently Levi did, or he was just being his usual self by emphasizing some of his physical shortcomings. And that, for Erwin, was more than enough.Â
As much as Levi wanted to avoid the subject altogether, Erwin was firm, and not about to back down so easily. Levi was a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield, but when it came to conversations that even touched on intangible subjects, it was another story entirely. As uncomfortable as such conversations were for Levi, Erwin was determined to press on. "The two are related," Erwin said, unwilling to budge. It was not so much stubbornness as it was logic. "I know you can think on your own. Save humanity rather than this ninety-year-old man if it boils down to that."Â
He snorted. “I’m looking too deep into things, or are you not understanding?” head shifting to the side, not liking the sound of his voice as he talked. “Look, just explain why your hand made contact with my ass.”
Looks like Levi was not about to let it go as easily as Erwin had imagined. "Why so defensive about your ass in the first place?" Erwin asked, feigning innocence. "Besides, there's some things that don't require much explanation."Â
"Tsch, dirt on my ass? Oh please," he fully turned himself towards the commander, arms crossed as he slightly tipped his head to look at him. "I just washed my uniform and I never went outside or no where dirty. So what was that really for?" Levi could tell he was hiding a smile, and this made him annoyed.Â
"Maybe your ass isn't as clean as you think it is, then," Erwin suggested, his cool tone managing to keep whatever innuendos the phrase may have implied. "You're looking too deep into this, Levi."Â
      { ♫ };;            The Grigori was unsure what to say next, however, the man has luckily broke the silence. Maka, for one in her life, felt awkward from the silence. Maybe staying here would be a good thing for her to do. Well, maybe not but all in all, at least she happened to be here instead of something else. Like some kind of horror movie or something like that. "Oh.. I see," she replied flatly. On second thought, maybe she should be grateful to be here then somewhere else. "Right. I doubt there’ll be any problems, sir. I adjust to things quite easily." she replied softly, flashing him a small smile. "Ill intent? You don’t have to worry about that, ether. I’m not like that, I promise." however, if he meant no sassing others than that’ll be a issue. However, she knows to keep her mouth shut. She looked at his hand for a moment before taking it in her smaller pale hand. She grasped it firmly and shook it gently. "No worries. It’s okay. A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Smith." Â
It seemed like the girl was pretty quick-witted, which was a positive sign, as Erwin didn't particularly like the thought of trying to teach a newbie everything. Especially someone who seemed like they dropped out of the sky and knew nothing about the place she had landed in. "I hope you'll be of help to us, then," Erwin said, nodding. She didn't seem like the type, alright, but Erwin was going to keep his eyes and ears open. And even then, he wasn't exactly posed to completely trust anyone. "And a pleasure to meet you... did I ever catch your name, by the way?" Her grip was firm but warm, as Erwin noticed before he pulled his hand back again.
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{ ♫ };; -- "Ah.. Hello again, sir." Maka flashed the man a smile.
If anything, the girl turned out to be one more bright smile walking around headquarters, and personally, Erwin didn’t mind that at all. “Good afternoon,” he greeted, returning her smile, though not nearly as warmly. “How are you adjusting to things?”Â
     { ♫ };;           The Grigori let out a small sound of discomfort but managed a smile anyways. Maka nodded in obvious agreement to his response. They might just have to. "Ah yes. We in fact, do. Well.. I kinda do but don’t. See, I was fightin’ something with my partner, Soul. A witch, per-say. Well, as you can see it didn’t end very well and the last thing I remember was Soul’s scream, saying my name. I blacked out, and not too soon after woke up here. Which was very strange, considering that Death City is in a middle of a desert and doesn’t have big walls. Was kinda scared for a second, but I knew that freaking out wouldn’t do a thing in my situation.. So. That’s basically it." she explained, jaded irises glancing up into his eyes.
Erwin listened to her story while managing to keep a straight face. Witches and talk about some sort of Death City... it seemed supernatural and unreal. Then again, Erwin thought, thirty meter titans that ate soldiers for breakfast, lunch, and dinner were pretty supernatural, too. As strange as her story sounded, she didn't seem like she was lying. And if she was lost, then Erwin might as well do his best to accommodate her for now. She might become a valuable asset later, but only time would tell. "That doesn't sound like anything I've ever heard of," Erwin admitted with a sigh. "No matter. Since you're here, you might as well adjust to the way we do things around here." It looked like it was nearly breakfast time, too. "As long as you hold no ill intent for anyone here, you're welcome to stay until we can figure out how to get you back. Oh, by the way," Erwin extended a hand out to the girl, lower than he usually did so she'd be able to reach it, "my name is Erwin Smith, commander of the Survey Corps. Apologies for not introducing myself earlier."Â
"You can still run away...I'll go with you."
The inevitability of death in addition to the dank air of the prison cell made the atmosphere more tense than it should have been, and Levi’s sincere words seemed louder in the undisturbed silence. Most likely, he would be the last friendly face Erwin would set eyes on, and perhaps, Erwin thought, as he fingered the metal cuffs on his wrists, that would be best. For a moment, Erwin allowed himself to imagine that, but he knew that it was just fanciful thinking. A multitude of unanswered questioned approached him, along with a myriad of possibilities that he would not be able to deal with. In other words, it was impossible. In theory, it was a simple solution. In practice, however, things were much, much more complicated. “I couldn’t.” His tone was soft, but his stance was firm, nearly harsh. “You have your duties and your orders. They don’t include breaking me out of here… much less wandering with a crippled man to God knows where.” His gaze locked with Levi’s. “Besides,” he continued, almost jokingly, as his chains rattled again, “this was the way it’s meant to be. Running would be delaying the inevitable.”Â
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Levi jumped from being slapped on his rear, and couldn’t help but to make a small embarrassing noise of shock. The corporal turned to see who it was. “Erwin? What the hell was that for?”
Whoops. Erwin cleared his throat quickly, feigning and equal amount of surprise as Levi turned around, clearly caught between mortification and anger. Usually, Erwin was a man of self control and discipline, but when he had a stack of paperwork in his hand and a clueless captain walking by, his hand seemed more likely to move on its own. "My apologies," Erwin said in earnest, hiding his smile. "There was some dust on your uniform, so I dusted it off for you. You're welcome."Â
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     { ♫ };;            "Ah, yes. I don’t look my age, I know. But I am eighteen." Maka replied softly, jaded orbs glancing up at him for a moment before nodding slowly. She was still trying to process that, but either way she smiled at him. "Ah.. I see. Well, I never heard about it but I guess I do now! Well.. It’s something I belong to. Something Lord Death suggested, since Kidd was captured. Why do ya’ ask?"
Lord Death? Who exactly was this girl? Erwin had no clue what she was talking about, but it seemed like that was true for her, too. "Looks like we have a few things we could possibly clear up, then. Do you remember how you got here?" Seeing as it was still early morning, Erwin doubted that anyone would have been around to see the girl arrive.Â