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yuuta my sweet freak angel 😭

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LEVI ACKERMAN

S3 Attack on Titán

He is a killing machine. Look at that beauty.

So majestic that you forget it's actually a demon.

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the way i have to re-read my own fanfics because it's been so long since i've touched them.

i forgot how much i loved writing erwin smith.

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I happened to see this reblog yesterday and I just wanted to tell you that I was reading all of your favorite quotes while kicking my feet and giggling because it makes me SO so happy that you enjoyed it - this was one of my favorite things I've ever written!

Thank you for such a thoughtful reblog. I got to relive writing this, and I promise there will be more on the horizon of the Scout Services!Levi saga!!!

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After seeing your ex with his new girl at a work party, you take the not-so-smart advice from a friend to call a sex hotline to get over him. Your match? A baritone bossy dom named Levi.

READ THE STORY ON AO3

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x F!Reader (Attack on Titan / Shingeki no Kyojin) Rating: Explicit ( 18+ ) Word Count: 17k Tags: 18+ MINORS DNI - alternate universe (modern), slow burn, smut, sex work, phone sex, pet names, guided masturbation, dirty talk, dom!levi, light dom/sub, alcohol, sex toys, mention of body image

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OFFICIALLY COMPLETED ON 07.25.2024

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He looks so good in this outfit 😭🩶🖤

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Hey! I just wanted to say that I read (ahem, I mean binged) your Scout Services Hotline Series last night and I just loved it! I love how you write Levi – like, even if he seemed "chattier" over the phone because it's his literal job to talk to people, he was still distinctly Levi, imo. And when reader got to meet him IRL, he was just so Levi too. Thoughtful, a do-don't-tell kind of guy, dry humour, says shit a lot...ugh I feel like I'm not explaining myself well enough, but long story short, I adore your writing!

I'm definitely gonna start your longfic Silver Underground next!

Hope you enjoy your hiatus and thank you for sharing your writing with us🫶🫶

AHHHHH This is amazing to hear!! And I totally understand what you mean. I had to literally speak out loud to myself (so embarrassing) for the phone scenes because I didn't want it to sound too out of character for the Levi I portray. Boy had to sit and do the customer service voice... we've all been there, Mr. Ackerman.

SU is a complete tonal shift (I wrote the hotline series to take a break from the angst, lol) so I hope you enjoy it! It's my baby.

Thank you again for this very lovely message, it really kick started my week on a positive note!

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THE SWEET FAR THING — PROLOGUE

Knight!Kyojuro x Princess!Reader AU

A/N: did I say prologue tomorrow? I meant now. I’m on an angst kick y’all, and I can’t be tamed. Plus, I’m very excited about this one. So enjoy the opening scene to The Sweet Far Thing.

Read the first teasers here and here.

The prologue is a flash-forward to later events in the story. The fic will then pick up in the past, and show how the prologue itself comes to be.

CW: MDNI • mentions of violence/murder • vague reference to non-con • Douma (y’all already KNOW) • this fic will contain heavy explicit content

Once upon a time, there was a kingdom that lived on the edge of ruin.

It was once a grand Empire; a shining beacon of light and prosperity. Its citizens had flourished thanks to the kingdom’s unique position between a lush, mountainous range rife with resources to the north and a vast, shining sea to the south, which gave birth to a booming trade industry. At its head sat the royal family which sired generation after generation of benevolent rulers, beloved by all.

But greed and power are vices that even the most noble of kingdoms cannot evade forever, and soon, the spoils of war came for it.

For a while, the kingdom managed; its isolation meant it could ward off enemy invaders, for a time, and the King did his best to assure his citizenry that there was nothing to fear. And because the Royal Family had always been open and honest with its people, there was no reason to doubt him; life continued on without impediment, as though sons and daughters weren’t being recruited in the dark of night to to die in a field fighting a faceless enemy with an army in the tens of thousands.

But beneath the thin veneer of golden prosperity , the kingdom slowly rotted away until only its bones remained. To save it, a sacrificial lamb had been offered to appease the unbeatable and unrelenting enemy at its doorstep; the Kingdom’s beloved Princess.

You.

And now, you were being offered up once more, only this time it was to the gods or whatever it was that awaited you in the afterworld, which surely better than anything you’d endured here, in the land of the living.

At least it was you who was doing the offering; you supposed there had to be some comfort in your own dignity, no matter how little of it remained.

So there, perched atop the thin circle of stone wall that created an outer barrier around the tallest tower of your toppled castle that separated you from the edge of the world, you paused.

The wind howled and swirled around you, slicing clean through the thin linen of your nightgown, whipping its hem sharply against your shins. You should have felt cold; you should have been trembling, clinging desperately to the crumbling stone ledge against which you now stood, body bowed away from the turret as gravity beckoned you to follow it down.

All that separated you from the rocky ravine hundreds of feet below, were your fingers, loosely curled around the tower’s low wall. There was nothing — no one — to stop you, save yourself, and you had no intention of doing so.

The sudden image of heated ochre eyes narrowed accusingly at you and flame-tinged hair flashed through your mind, a searing comet across your impending night.

Kyojuro.

He would be angry, your Knight. Furious that you’d broken your oath to him — to stay alive.

But that was before; before the gilded paint coating your kingdom peeled back to reveal the rust and ruin below. Before your people had been starved and beaten into submission, pillaged by the forces that marched through the rubbled and ruined halls of the once magnificent castle you’d called home, and impaled your father through his heart with his own flagstaff. Before his body had been left to rot on his family’s ancestral throne, as a reminder of the new order.

Before Prince Douma had plucked the crown from the King’s decaying head and plopped it on his own, declaring himself your kingdom’s savior though it had been his Empire which caused its fall.

Before he’d humiliated and violated you again and again in front of your sworn shields — including the knight who’d held your heart since you were children and unaware of the war raging just beyond your doors.

Besides, you’d endured a dozen and a half of your beloved Knight’s broken promises and half-truths; clung to the hopes he’d sown, like summer dew on grass, only for him to break every single one of them and leave you to reap the consequences.

But you? You’d kept your vows; every single one of them, right up until that very moment.

Behind you there was an urgent scrape of metal against stone, a pounding against the tower door that you’d barricaded to keep your wretched husband’s men at bay, at least long enough for you to clamber awkwardly over the stony bannisters surrounding the turret, as you scrambled toward your last chance at freedom.

You closed your eyes.

Just this once, Kyojuro would have to accept your failure. You’d endured far too many of his.

The image of his eyes — pools of amber ore, warm and safe, flashed through your mind.

You smiled; even here, at the end, he was your greatest source of comfort. And it was because you had the solace of his eyes, the memory of his skin, warm against yours, and of his lips, that you found the courage to answer the wind’s sweet howl of your name.

For all of Kyojuro’s failures, you could never find it in your heart to resent him; not when he’d shown you his love, as conditional as it apparently had been, you’d known it all the same.

To know love and to be loved in return; it was enough, no matter how fleeting it had been.

Your lungs expanded, greedily drawing in as much of the icy air of the early morning dawn as possible, knowing that there would be nothing more to come. If you strained hard enough, you swore you could hear a whisper of your name in the wind, in the precise cadence of his voice.

Lungs stretched to capacity, you paused, reveling in the temporary silence as you rose up high on your toes.

And with a soft exhale, you let your hands fall away from the turret’s ledge.

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I did not know what you were going through, I just read the indefinite hiatus post and then the endometriosis post. I'm so sorry for everything that is happening to you and I want to thank you for sharing your writing with us. Fan fiction is the only thing that kept me alive for a couple of years, so thank you for putting out such good works. Hope the best for you ❤️

Hello there! I truly appreciate this message ❤️ I totally understand what you mean re: it being your escapism and life source. Trust me, writing them kind of keeps me sane 😅 so I am very happy to share what I enjoy writing and if it resonates with someone, then that's just a bonus!

Sending you all of the love this Monday morning, friend xo

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What criteria do you have for blocking ppl on tumblr?

There really isn't any criteria! If I see a blog and don't wish to see their content on my dash (or if I click and see that someone has hateful rhetoric towards any ship, fic, author, etc) then I block.

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Shh let him sleep

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Day 102 cleansing the #caitvi tl

Morning after 🥹🥹

Kofi

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I hope you're taking care of yourself during your hiatus. we miss you and your writing so much 🩷

I appreciate this message so much!! 😭 I missed everyone so very much. I feel so anxious to get those creative juices flowing.

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hey! i LOVE your writing for levi!! do you think you could make a levi x reader series or one shot where the reader has the same protectiveness for levi as mikasa has for eren?❤️❤️

Hello! Thank you, I'm so appreciative of your kind words!

tbh I soooort of already have a series that's like that? I'd argue that Silver Underground kind of already touches on those protective notes, as Reader/James gets quite vicious with people (cough, Erwin, cough) when she fears Levi is in danger. It's not to the degree of Mikasa, but it's in the same vein!

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hi ! just wanted to wish u the best on ur hiatus and hope ur doing well. ik the job market is rlly bad rn (idk if ur in america) so good luck on job hunting, the right one will come ur way. pls don’t apologize for disappointing/not being good enough bc ur genuinely one of the best writers ive encountered in my 15~ yrs of reading fanfics and u deserve the absolute world. pls take care of urself and stay hydrated and healthy. ty for everything <33

Hello, anon! Yes, I'm in America - the job market is pretty awful. I still don't have a replacement job but I'm still fighting to get one! This really meant a whole lot to me, truly, so thank you for leaving me a message. I can't tell you how much I appreciate your kind words 🫂💕

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I want you to know you're not alone. I'm also in practically a vegetative state due to depression; the economy is bad, the job market sucks and the world is feeling very awful. take time to heal, you deserve it. take time to heal out of spite to the world. take time to heal because you're a human being first and foremost. we'll work on it at the same time. your writing is brilliant, and we'll all be waiting for you if you decide to pick up a pen again.

lots of love x

dearest anon - i know you sent this to me a while back, but i hope you know i read this message several times when i was comfortable enough to click back into tumblr. this was so kind of you to write to me, and i really appreciate you taking the time to send this 💕🫂

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it's been a while.

first of all, thank you to everyone who reached out to me regarding my early july message. i will get to all of the messages & dms left in my boxes. i promise i have not ignored anyone intentionally. i will be reaching out to everyone in the near future personally, because coming back and reading the kind things you all said when you didn't have to - it really means a lot.

as of that message, i've started new meds. the combination pill i had to take for my endo was - quite literally - driving me insane with anxiety and self doubt. i've been on my new non-combo meds for almost a month and a half now... and honestly, my mental health has severely improved. i feel way more like myself again, and i'm hoping that the next 3-6 months of being on them continue the upswing.

although i'm not promising a full every-week-a-new-update comeback, i do very much miss being a fanfiction writer -- and i miss all of you so, so much. i know i have a few stories i would love to finish out, as well as new stories i'd love to start, so i am working towards outlining and drafting once again.

thank you again for your support, your kind words, and your patience as i re-read my stories (it's been a moment for me, lol!) and find my way back into the world of writing.

you'll be hearing from me.

xo amy