#ferox--panthera

[eastdetective]

Do it B)

My muse can’t help but pinch your muse’s ass

[little-red-street-rat-blog]

"Knock knock, bitch."

((   -- Wrong nickname, Grimmjow.  It's Red~.))

13. My character walking in on yours watching pornography.

((We're going to use Kyu's and Grimm's old 'buddy' relationship in our AU for this one. XD))

*pushes open the door to his dormitory room, but pauses upon hearing, for lack of a better word, peculiar noises coming from the edge of his space*

'Oh well.  If he didn't want any intruders, the door would'a been locked~'

*quickly realizes he was on his bed, simply watching pornography on his laptop*

"Did I miss the good part yet!?"

*runs in and jumps onto the bed beside him to watch the laptop screen with him*

[e4-levi]

An Immovable Object and Unstoppable Force | Starter for ferox--panthera

Before people had begun commuting to work, before the birds wove their songs together in astounding harmony, and before the sun coated the town of Bunkyo in its gentle warmth, a lone grey and green street bike roared into the Spica stadium parking lot. The tall floodlights that illuminated the stadium spilled some of their light over into the dimly lit space that was now filled by the rider. He killed the engine and flipped the kickstand down with the toe of his boot, then swung his leg over the bike to dismount. The morning fog surrounded the man as he pulled his helmet off revealing a shaved head up to the bottom of his ear line where the rest of his hair fell down. Shaking his hair, he nonchalantly fixed his bangs and let out a small sigh. ‘Damn it’s early.’

Corporal Levi wore a black, fitted leather jacket with two red stripes down each shoulder and a wings of freedom patch on the back. He adjusted the densely packed gym bag over his shoulder and set off to the floor level entrance of the stadium. After he nimbly climbed over the locked metal fence to the stadium, he entered the vast first level which mostly consisted of wide concrete support beams and colored lines on the floor meant to direct visitors to different areas of the stadium. Assuming that the locker rooms would be inaccessible, he stepped behind one of the pillars and set his gym bag down. Levi cracked his neck, then unzipped and peeled the leather jacket from his warm and firm upper body, folding it and setting it nicely on the ground. Next, he pulled his boots off, popped his belt loose, and slid his pants to the ground. Bending over, he unzipped the gym bag he had brought with him, revealing his full Survey Corps uniform (minus the 3D maneuver gear). ‘If you can’t train in full gear, how the hell do you expect to kill titans,’ he thought to himself. His eyes fell upon his cleanly folded cloak sitting on top of all the gear in the bag and his mind flashed to the first time he had seen her don it. Her short black hair brightly catching the mid-day sun with her gaze piercing Levi when she thought he didn’t see her. ‘Not now, Levi. Concentrate.’ He pushed the memory to the back of his mind as he continued getting ready.

Several minutes later, Levi’s boots rang out echo after hollow echo in the concrete stadium tunnel as he made his way to the field, Survey Corps cloak trailing lightly behind each step. He finally made it to the entryway as the stadium lighting illuminated him nearly as well as the sun did. Raising his hand to shield his wincing eyes from the floodlights, he slowly took in the sight of the massive and beautifully kept stadium. ‘So, this is what your money gets you at Spica.’ Shrugging and raising his eyebrows feeling content and in acceptance, he walked up the little staircase that let people go from the field to the thousands of benches that surrounded it.

“Let’s do this.” Levi took a quick, deep breath and began running up the first staircase.