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CHAPTER ONE OF ‘MARTYR’ IS RELEASED

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AT LAST😍😍😍😍😍

𝙯𝙚𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨 (𝘧𝘦𝘮! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳)

𝜗𑄺 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁

TW: sexually explicit writing, MDNI.

zeke is the type of boyfriend to walk into your shared bedroom after a long, long day of work. he'd mutter a few affectionate words under his breath, then pick you up right from where you're standing bridal style and carry you to the bed. his strong arms wrap around your waist as he falls on his back with you on top of him, pulling your body flush against his own, chest to chest. you ask him how his day went, he says he'll tell you all about it when he's awake enough to do so, and then falls asleep with one hand tracing circles on your back and the other cradling the back of your head. you always fall asleep soon after.

zeke manages to make waking up early a joy. he knows you get grumpy, but he knows even better how to lighten your mood. he's always up before you, making coffee in the kitchen and preparing breakfast for the two of you. he never forcefully awakens you, just steps into the room and kneels besides the bed, taking your hands in his from where you have them tucked away under your pillow. after placing a few kisses on your knuckles that you don't even register he moves to your forehead. then nose, then a peck on your lips. this is where you usually start grumbling in protest, which he answers with a faint chuckle. a few minutes of you and him going back and forth, and then you're up. "it's far too early." - "i made us breakfast." - "i'm not even hungry." - "yet you always finish it, so don't pretend you won't this time." - "i hate that you're right." - "i'm simply a genius."

he loves, loves loves seeing you in his clothes. it makes him feel warm, and the way the far too large pieces of attire drape past and hug your curves drive him mad. you, obviously, are aware of this, and make use of it too. when he's working in his office, making important phone calls and what not, you'll walk in and right through his line of sight until you feel his eyes burning into you. you pretend you just need something from his office, bending over to open that lower cupboard and have him nearly breaking the phone with how tight his fingers start clutching the device. he'll make sure you regret teasing him later that night- yet you'll pull this very same action after enough time has passed.

zeke is always looking after you in ways you didn't even know you needed. a lot of the time it's barely noticeable silent gestures. he'll fix your collar before you leave the door, wipe away the bit of lipgloss he smudged when kissing you goodbye. he keeps an eye on how much water you drink, and if it's not to his liking there's somehow always a glass of it next to your working space. he cleans your reading glasses, fluffs your pillow. your life has just been a lot more smooth-sailing since he's been around, thanks to all of these small acts of service he offers you.

you two take walks every now and then, even if it can be a bit of a challenge to get you out of the house, he always manages to bring you along for some fresh air. during these walks he often urges you to tell him about your day, looking straight ahead with a cigarette dangling from his lips. "it was good." - "just good?" - "just good." - "why wasn't it great?" - "because i barely have great days." - "i'm duly offended." > after a soft laugh that spills from your lips you finally start talking, and actually telling him how your day was. he listens, passing you the cigarette every now and then, figuring out how to make your days more 'great' while you speak.

zeke might not be too big on pda, but best believe he watches you like a hawk when the two of you are out together. everytime a guy holds his gaze on you for just a tad bit too long zeke steps into his line of sight without hesitation, a very evident and fierce glare painted on his defined features. he has no shame in brushing your hair behind your ear to reveal the obvious hickey on the side of your neck either- and while you think it's a sweet gesture, in those moments his actions come from no other place than him declaring his claim on you to the world.

while he might be lacking on physical contact outside of the house, he can't keep his hands away from you when you two are finally alone in your bedroom. before you know it you have your hands pinned above your head as he firmly holds you there with one hand, the other exploring your curves while his mouth clashes against yours with so much fire behind his lips it makes you dizzy. he could get high on those mewls and moans that spill from you when his fingers brush the wet spot where you need him the most, and he can't help but grin through the kiss when you buck your hips in search for more. he's never able to tease you for too long, though. after all, he needs this just as much as you do.

zeke makes sure to not get repetitive in bed, but he has a favourite position and he makes it incredibly obvious. you always end up flat on your stomach, one arm around your neck from behind, his entire weight pressing you down into the mattress as he pumps his cock in and out of you at a ridiculous speed. he uses his free hand to take his cigarette from his mouth after taking a deep drag and slipping it between your lips. he'll command you to inhale the smoke sharply, which is hard for you to do considering you're reduced to a moaning mess, so he'll slow down his pace to languid drags of his hips. after you blow out the smoke through trembling lips he'll praise you, pressing a feather-light kiss to your cheek and throwing the cigarette away, picking up a merciless rhythm within a split second once more. he won't slow down until you've creamed all over his length, after which he'll pull out- difficult as it is, and cum all over the small of your back.

as dominant as he may be, he's nothing but sweet as he whispers praises into your ear while fucking you. no matter the position he'll find a way to mutter them to you. it can be hard to register the words with his cock drilling into you at such rapid speeds, his grip on you so tight it'll leave bruises, but you know they're there.

he's learned his way around your body incredibly quickly. perks of dating a genius, as he claims it. he knows exactly how to circle your clit to get you whining, how to curl his fingers inside of you against that one spot to have you screaming his name, and how to move his tongue against your pussy to have you cum all over his face whenever he wants you to. though he likes to drag it out. can't have his pretty girl get what she wants too easily, now, can he? you'll have to beg.

such. good. aftercare. he refuses to let you fall asleep without peeing and drinking water first- and when he's got you lured into the bathroom he either convinces you to take a bath with him or wipes you down with a warm cloth while you whine and moan that you're tired. he'll blabber on about how he did such a good job at turning you into this shaking mess, and you'll roll your eyes and run a hand through his blonde locks in agreement silently while he finishes up. as soon as you're both clean and warm he pulls you close in bed, placing a loving kiss to the top of your head before the two of you drift off to sleep together.

[kyotodogs]

cheeky update

‘prey’ / ‘children of war’ has now been renamed to ‘martyr’, and the premise of the book now entirely surrounds Adira Hufner.

first chapter is yet to be released. i’ve been dealing with severe mental heath issues atm so it may be a bit of a wait.

the link!: https://www.wattpad.com/story/388467991?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=kyotodogs

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NEED THAAAAT

𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨 !𝙬𝙡𝙬! (𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵)

TW: sexually explicit writing, MDNI!

-- hange hasn't changed one bit from when the two of you just started dating. where significant others would usually slowly drop the generous amount of compliments and showers of kisses out of nowhere, she makes sure her partner feels loved every minute of every day. sometimes it's a press of her lips against your cheek as she rushes past you with numerous documents, and sometimes it's a firm hand around your waist that pulls you flush to her side when the two of you are out in public together. she wants you, and she makes sure you're aware of it.

-- hange knows you get insecure sometimes. to be honest, she doesn't really understand why. but she does understand it's her task to rid you of those negative thoughts. she does so in multiple ways, depending on how you reveal your troubles to her. if you outwardly tell her you're not satisfied with the shape of your nose or the way your hips curve she'll walk straight to you and sit you down on the nearest surface, hands coming to lean next to your thighs as she looms over you. she'll face you with a bit of a glare at first, but then she starts talking. and talking. and talking. seriously, she won't shut up once she's started listing all the things she loves about you, and how she can't stop staring at every feature you have on display. and if the rambling isn't enough for you, you better believe she makes you believe through actions.

-- hange isn't too big on selfcare. she finds her research and studies far more important, so much she abandons tasks such as brushing her hair, or cleaning her glasses, or even taking a bath. this is where you come in. as her loving and caring girlfriend, you'll often walk into her study with a brush in one hand, and a warm bowl of water with a towel slung over the edge in the other. she'll grumble in protest as you sit her down and start running the brush through her knotted locks, but those grumbles soon turn into hums of satisfaction as you run a warm cloth along the sides of her face, her eyes fluttering shut and lips slightly parting at the welcome sensation. it's happened once or twice that she's fallen asleep while you take care of her. and when it does, you laugh softly at the sight, pecking her forehead before waking her up and escorting a very whiney hange to bed.

-- getting her to take a bath is a whole lot more challenging. you can't exactly carry the tub into her study after all, so dragging her to the tub will have to do instead. a difficult task, but with enough kisses to her jaw and neck you manage to convince her everytime.

-- hange insists on being the big spoon when the two of you sleep together. you've tried to reverse the roles every now and then, but each time you put up a fight it ends up with her arms wrapped firmly around your torso, pulling you back against her own firmly, along with teasing whispers in your ear. "you really thought i was gonna let you win this time, huh?" - "feisty tonight? i've dealt with worse."

-- there's not much that can distract hange from her work, everyone knows what she gets like when the slightest bit of titan news is revealed to her. but there's one thing that does catch her attention at any given time. you. whether she's rambling to herself about heaven knows what in pure excitement, or if she has that one serious look painted upon her features while writing down results. when you walk into the room and ask her what she's up to, your body leaning against the doorframe and shirt draped past your shoulder to reveal a generous amount of skin, best believe her eyes, and right after her attention, are immediately on you. it's gotten to a point where she straight up titled you as 'a distraction', and now you're not allowed to walk in on her working from six to eleven pm anymore.

-- but you, stubborn as you are, break that rule from time to time. not to genuinely upset her, but because you know there's a certain punishment waiting for you when you disobey her. you remember the first time you've found out about this. how were you supposed to know that when you walked in you would end up pressed against the wall, one leg hooked over her shoulder with hange absolutely devouring your pussy, groaning words of disapproval between fervish licks and nips?

-- as much as hange loves eating you out, she has absolutely nothing against laying back on the bed with your face buried between her thighs, as she eagerly keeps you there with one hand on the back of your head. she'll tell you exactly what she likes, tell you exactly when something feels especially good. in your opinion, she even talks too much sometimes. you make it a challenge to try and shut her up by increasing the pace in which your mouth and fingers work on her, but it rarely works. save for when she cums all over your face. nothing but incoherent blabbers and sounds of complete and utter desperation fall from her lips when she bucks her hips against your face in order to ride out those waves of pleasure.

-- sometimes hange gets very frustrated with her research. when something doesn't work out the way she predicted, or when someone is far too late with delivering her the supplies she ordered. after the two of you have been together for a while you know what time it is when she bursts into your bedroom without a word, more or less throwing herself onto you and shoving her hand into your panties. she's not one for foreplay, far too impatient. she'll let out all of her frustrations by telling you them between hot open-mouthed kisses against your lips, jaw and neck, along with her fingers pumping in and out of you at a rapid pace. you know better than to touch her as well- when she's like this, all she wants is for you to be begging and crying for her touch.

-- despite not being the cleanest herself, she always makes sure you're taken care of. especially after sex. once the both of you have caught your breath she'll roll from the bed (or any other place the two of you decided to go at it), urge you to climb onto her back and take you to the nearest source of clean water. she'll mutter how well you did while cleaning you, how good you looked and still do throughout the small kisses she showers your face with. one thing is clear, hange is completely and hopelessly in love with you.

[kyotodogs]

Hi! I’ve finally started up a Wattpad, @kyotodogs

I’d love it if you all could follow me on there! I’ll be posting updates on ‘Prey’/Children of War, on here.

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LOVE LOVE LOOOOOVE THEMMMM

𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙛𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙠𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨

ella absolutely loves stealing adira's clothing, considering they're too large for her and she likes to be comfortable. adira can get annoyed when she sees her favourite sweater has gone missing again, but deep down she finds it endearing.

over the time they've been together adira subconsciously started getting more and more stuff in the colour beige, because it reminds her of ella. think of pens, mugs, notebooks, even clothing. ella took notice of this and pointed it out when she was painting her one day, she was wearing a beige hoodie. adira brushed it off, but ella knew from that day on.

ella takes a lot longer painting when she's working on a portrait of adira compared to anyone else. not because she finds it difficult to paint her, but because she's determined to capture her beauty just right each and every time. and she does. especially her eyes and hair stand out.

when adira laughs in front of ella and covers her mouth, ella slaps it away. she hates it when she hides her smile, and she absolutely adores seeing the gap between her teeth. she finds it incredibly adorable and will point this out each and every time it's revealed to her.

ella is already very prone to fall asleep anywhere anytime, but this habit becomes ten times worse when she's around adira. this is because she feels safe around her, protected. adira allows her to do so, and will sometimes even go as far as to pulling ella on top of her when she's drifted off again. only when they're in private, though.

every now and again ella will urge adira to paint with her, guiding her where she has difficulty continuing. this always ends up with adira grumbling underneath her breath saying that she doesn't need help, and to be fair she really doesn't, but ella likes to use this as an excuse to hover behind her and place her hands on top of adira's.

it's hard for ella to sit still, but the one time she's completely frozen and won't move is when she gets to watch adira do ballet. it hasn't happened often, but the few times it has ella has been absolutely speechless throughout the whole thing. adira didn't like the silence afterwards at first, but the second time around she realized it was a good silence. not a bad one.

adira loves showing her collection of various knives and weapons to ella, explaining what they're called and best used for in full detail to her while running her fingers along the sharp edges. ella will just lean over and listen, eyes flicking between said knives and adira's face, wearing a big grin as she watches adira lose herself in her fixation.

ella knows how to comfort adira like no other. whatever it is she's going through, anger, sadness, trauma, she's there and handles it with adira. she'll run a hand through her hair repeatedly, talk to her, or just be with her in the same room in silence until she's calmed down.

ella's constantly helping adira figure out new hairstyles, they've spent hours in the bathroom, adira's gaze avoiding the mirror as ella stands behind her and works on her locks. she'll look when ella excitedly asks her to do so, and smile whenever she actually likes the look. she rarely wears one out, though. save for the time she walked around with space buns the whole day because she forgot to take them out.

adira's kept every single sketch, drawing and painting ella has made of her ever. she keeps them stored away safely in a drawer, underneath documents so that no one will just stumble upon them by accident.

𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙛𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙤 @𝙠𝙮𝙤𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙜𝙨 ♡

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲𝐫

𝘼𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙃𝙪𝙛𝙣𝙚𝙧’𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙩:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/121JnxC3gZgeLrM_96CquV5ebYp3QZsjefBD5Hv8OgWE/edit

(Please bear in mind this is not in any way detailed. This is a rough doc. Her lore in full detailed is in my private discord server for my OCS, and i’ll eventually write it out and post it fully.)

[kyotodogs]

— Lea x Ivan HCS! Lea Rosenau created by- @pleniluneloves

— Lea loves dragging Ivan into all sorts of chaos, and while he never really knows how to say no, he secretly finds her energy kind of comforting. She’s like the sun, and he’s just trying not to get burned.

— Ivan is so precise with his shots that Lea jokes he could shoot a teacup out of her hand without spilling a drop. Ivan doesn’t laugh—he just stares at her, deadpan, and says, “I’d rather not risk it.

— When Lea gets overwhelmed, Ivan has this uncanny ability to just sit there quietly with her, no questions asked. She appreciates that he doesn’t try to fix everything—just offers his steady presence.

— Ivan struggles with eye contact, but when Lea gets all animated and excited about something, he finds himself glancing at her face more often because her enthusiasm is kind of…nice to watch.

— Lea stress-bakes when she’s overwhelmed. Ivan, being Ivan, just quietly eats whatever she makes, even if it’s not the best. She doesn’t even notice until the tray is empty and he’s gone.

— Ivan fidgets with his ODM gear straps a lot when he’s thinking. Lea noticed once and started fidgeting with them, too, just to mess with him. He didn’t stop her; he just started explaining the mechanics in great detail.

— They bond over how absolutely impossible it is to deal with other people sometimes—Lea because she can’t hide her emotions, and Ivan because he doesn’t always understand them. It’s like their shared frustration becomes a weird form of solidarity.

— Lea tries to teach Ivan how to loosen up and have fun, and it usually ends with him awkwardly standing to the side while she crashes into something or someone. He’s always ready to help her up, though.

— Ivan gets hyperfocused when cleaning his rifle, and Lea thinks it’s fascinating. She’ll sit there, asking him a million questions, and even though it throws off his rhythm, he still answers them all.

— Whenever Ivan’s feeling out of his depth socially, Lea jumps in with her chaotic energy and distracts everyone. She has no idea how much he appreciates it.

— Ivan isn’t big on public displays of affection, but Lea doesn’t care. She’ll grab his hand, kiss his cheek, and hug him out of nowhere. He pretends to be annoyed, but the way his ears turn red says otherwise.

— Lea talks a lot, especially when she’s excited or nervous, and Ivan just listens quietly. Sometimes, she worries she’s annoying him, but he always says, “I don’t mind. I like hearing you talk.”

— Ivan instinctively pulls Lea behind him in dangerous situations, and she always fights him on it. “I can handle myself!” she huffs, but secretly, she likes that he wants to protect her.

— When Lea gets frustrated and starts ranting, Ivan doesn’t try to calm her down right away. He just nods, listens, and waits for her to tire herself out before gently suggesting a solution.

— Lea is the only person who can get Ivan to dance, but it’s always in private. She’ll twirl around the room, pulling him along, and though he’s stiff and awkward, she can see the faintest hint of a smile.

— Ivan always notices the small things Lea needs before she does. Whether it’s a glass of water, a blanket, or a moment of quiet, he’s already taking care of it before she can ask.

— Lea loves teasing Ivan to get a reaction, especially since he’s so serious. She’ll poke his cheek, call him cute, or challenge him to silly dares. He rolls his eyes, but he secretly loves her attention.

— Ivan finds Lea’s hyperactive energy exhausting sometimes, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything. When she’s around, everything feels brighter, and even on bad days, she makes him feel alive.

— Lea thinks Ivan is way too hard on himself, so she’s constantly hyping him up. “You’re the best sniper out there! No one can beat you!” He’ll shake his head, but her words always linger with him.

— Ivan doesn’t express his emotions easily, but with Lea, it’s different. She’ll catch him staring at her with this soft, almost unguarded look, and when she asks why, he’ll just say, “You make things…better.”

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lea x ivan headcanons when

coming soon kitten😈

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── .✦ Prey.

“Predator or prey—was it for us to decide who we were, or was it determined by the world around us, forcing its fate upon us? Were we to decide if we wore the shackles at our ankles, or to be the ones dangling the key?”

So many choices, so little time. How do we know if we’re making the right ones? Some of us make the wrong choices, end up lost and alone. Others make the right ones, but at the cost of their own humanity. Some reach for the greatness they were meant for, only to find nothing. And some, who had everything, realize they never really had anything at all.

According to some, being a soldier requires strength. But what about people who can fight just by willpower? people who have goals, aspirations, and desires. Those who were thrust into the war and those who were destined to fight. Does it provide an answer to the age-old question of what constitutes a soldier? No. Perhaps the four children of war couldn't answer that. Or maybe they can. The decision is ultimately theirs. Individuals who can demonstrate that being a soldier requires more than just physical strength. It means being willing to battle until the final end. With the world against them, the only thing that drives them is themselves.

Themselves?, or just the goals they've set for themselves? Who can say? Maybe it's the timeless torment of the world that pulls at them. From the destruction brought by the titan breed to the corruption of the government system, no corner is untouched. The world offers no sanctuary. And so, the children of war, born into chaos, are left with no choice but to change it themselves. Somehow.

"War does not allow for the luxury of time. You are forced to grow up quickly, for in its wake, there is no room for the naive."

- Adira Hufner.

Set in the world of Attack on Titan, originally created by Hajime Isayama, this is a spinoff story that follows the lives of four children, from their beginnings to their final moments. Born into a world ravaged by war, they battle not only the horrors around them but the wars raging within their own minds. This is a story of trauma, pain, death, and the fleeting beauty found in the darkest corners of existence. Their journey is one of survival, loss, and the search for meaning in a world that has long since forgotten it.

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🫶🫶🫶🫶

✧ 𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑫𝑼𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵

— ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ

• name: hisu

• age: 21

• pronouns: she/her/hers

• sexuality: bisexual

• likes: writing, anything oc-related, anime, gaming, baking, philosophy, soft rock, indie pop, cats.

• fandoms: attack on titan, the legend of zelda, animal crossing, arcane, pokémon, haikyu!! and more!

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— ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ

hey hi hello! i'm planning on using this page mainly for writing short pieces like headcanons, short introductions and maybe even one-shots here and there. i'll do so for my original characters, which i'll list in this post, but i also have some canon characters in mind i have muse for! i also hope i get to write for my friends' characters. requests are welcome as well, of course! especially for any canon characters you'd like to see writing of.

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— ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴄ'ꜱ

𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻

• andreas rosenau (𝘔𝘗 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘳)

• colette steiner (𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯)

• ella klossner (𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳)

• lea rosenau (𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘵)

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗰𝘁

• polina (𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘢'𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵)

𝗹𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 (𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲: @𝗸𝘆𝗼𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗼𝗴𝘀)

• amandine vane (𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦)

• apollonia (𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭)

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— ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ

𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙚, 𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝, 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨, 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢, 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙫𝙚: 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙖𝙩.

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𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜!

- hisu ♡

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- 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝗛𝗶, 𝗶'𝗺 𝗞𝘆𝗼𝘁𝗼, 𝗼𝗿 𝗞𝘆𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗶. 𝗜'𝗺 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝟭𝟴+, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀.

𝗔𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗲

𝗡𝗮𝗺𝗲: 𝗞𝘆𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗶 / 𝗞𝘆𝗼𝘁𝗼

𝗔𝗴𝗲: 𝗨𝗻𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱, 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟴.

𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲𝘀: 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀, 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝗹𝗮𝘄, 𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗼𝘀, 𝗔𝗼𝗧 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝘆𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗶𝘅𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻.

𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀 𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿:

𝗔𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝗧𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻

𝗛𝗮𝗶𝗸𝘆𝘂𝘂

𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮

𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴; 𝗨𝗹𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲

𝗠𝘆 𝗢𝗖'𝘀

⟢ Attack on Titan

𝗔𝗱𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗛𝘂𝗳𝗻𝗲𝗿 (𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗿 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 - 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘆'𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁.)

𝗥𝗼𝘀𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗮 𝗞𝗿𝘂𝗴𝗲𝗿 (𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗿 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘁 - 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗶𝘀𝘁)

𝗜𝘃𝗮𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗶𝘀𝘀 (𝗦𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗥𝗼𝗱 𝗥𝗲𝗶𝘀𝘀 - '𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗥𝗲𝗶𝘀𝘀')

𝗛𝗶𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗔𝘇𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗼 (𝗛𝗶𝘇𝘂𝗿𝘂'𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘆.)

𝗩𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗙𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗻𝗲𝗿 (𝗨𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱.)

⟢ Castlevania

𝗟𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝗩𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗵𝗼𝗹𝘁

𝗔𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁

⟢ Hellsing Ultimate

𝗡𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗠𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗿 (𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻)

𝗩𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗮 (Iscariot)

⟢ 𝗟𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗕𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 (𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘂𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆: 𝗠𝗲)

𝗖𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘆𝗮 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗳𝗳 (𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹)

𝗞𝗹𝗮𝘂𝘀 𝗗𝗶𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗵 / 𝗝𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗿 (𝗚𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝘅-𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲.)

𝗥𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲 (𝗔𝘀𝘀𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻)

𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗱𝗶𝘀 (𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀)

ＭＹ ＲＥＱＵＥＳＴＳ ＡＲＥ ＯＰＥＮ ＦＯＲ：

OC Collaboration.

Headcannons for OCs / CCs.

One shots.