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L x misa

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tell me my prof didn’t upload the reading by photocopying his kindle reader page by page

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Miss Ayase, My Friend

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all i want is mutuals that reblog my posts and talk to me and call me by my first name

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Self care is watching this with sound

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limited palette + eren

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Ich möchte dich halten und für immer - ANNIE ENTERING THE FIC

“What happened to you?” Levi said turning his head to Historia as she entered the room. Her golden locks looked to be still a bit sodden. Eren looked and saw she had worn the same outfit that she was wearing the day before. It was not as filled as it once had been, patrons had either quieted down or were bonked out from the smell of alcohol in the air. Silence had settled before the man had spoken. Eren got up profiting his seat to the queen. She took it settling upon it as he pushed her under the table. Eren sat on the end opposite of her. The two shared knowing glances, though Historia proceeded with business. Clearing her throat. 

“I would like to formally like to present the both of you with thanks. For this mission is one of secrecy and we do not want to fear the public eye of New Rose and the other sub baronies of the Elder walls.” She took a sip of the coffee. Her face makes that of a suckling fish. “That's some bitter coffee.” 

“Want me to go get you a new cup Milady?” Eren asked. 

“Naye, Naye it's fine.” she took another sip and continued. “- Where was I? Oh right right, the current affairs. There have been signs of some sort of cult or extremist group, they seem to have taken up the mantle of the ‘jagerists’ to new depths.” Eren looked at the black coffee in front of him he could see its depths and what they reflected within them, his self. He saw his eyes - scarred. His face was still skin to the bone. Emancipated. He knew that he had sewn in an ever-present scar on the land, though hearing those words - Jagerists, was even more bitter of thought than the black coffee in front of him. He took a sip.

“-There have been rumors of mass killings and those who have been enacting these horrendous acts have been presumed to be a part of said jagerist group. They seem to be looking at you as some martyr.” Historia said eyeing Krueger. “There was also an event here a couple of nights ago.” historia said taking her sip. 

“I had heard of that. Are you alright? “ Mister Ackerman asked. 

“I am fine. Thanks to Der Herr Yaeger, though thank you, Ackerman..” Historia said putting down her cup, the liquid stilling itself. She threw her left leg over the right. Settling her left arm upon the right. Making a face at Eren. Who did not take the bait? He simply looked at her. Historia grimaced, Why so stoic? She folded her arms over each other. 

“So what are we to do? Madame?” Historia turned her attention to Mister Akerman. 

“Well, I had made contact with a detective who is supposed to be down here by now - though she seems to have caught herself upon a hang-up,” Historia said looking around, the orange light of midday was coming in swiftly. The door opened and the ringing of the bell echoed throughout the hall. 

“Sorry, I am so late, there was quite the group of people down by the docks -!” a familiar voice pierced the still air. It was one that he had not suspected to hear. She appeared in the doorway. The eyes the braided hair, she wore a pair of spectacles upon her nose. She looked different and there was that spike of similarity.

“No Issue. Thank you for coming. Detective Leonhardt, Eren Yaeger. I take it you two remember each other.” she looked at him with eyes that where misty it seemed something was missing though he did not know what it was. 

“I do remember. Milady.” Turning, Leonhardt faced Yeager. 

“Leonhardt.” He offered his hand, she took it her fingers slinging through them, they where cold when they entwined. 

“Yeager.”

“Leonhardt.” He spoke with averted eyes. “It is nice to see you again..”

“It's been - some time.” 

They all sat down, Leonhardt taking the seat next to Yeager. 

“Detective, shall we get straight to it?” Historia said offering a cup to the other blonde woman. 

“Thank you - and yes,” Leonhardt profited several pieces of parchments. “On my way here I wrote up some thoughts, though I would also, if I may inquire about a place for me to set up an office of sorts for myself.” She threw several chicken scratch documents on top of the coffee table. 

“We can arrange that, Mister Yager would you be okay to give up your room?” He nodded. “Great.” she stirred her coffee with a slight grin. 

“Where would mister Yeager sleep?” Levi asked eyeing Historia. 

“We may share a room, Tis ok.” She spoke before he could respond. 

“You okay with that Your Majesty?” He asked. 

“Of course, I wouldn't be here from the last night if you weren't with me.” She said.

“Thank you for giving me your space Mister Yeager.” 

“Of course, no problem.” The four of them made their way up to the top of the shop - to where the hotel was. Eren started by cleaning out and moving his things to her lady victorias room. 

“Though it is small it should do you good.” Levi gestured to Leonhardt, the room he pointed out to her was that of a five by five-normal room that she could've found in a hotel in Marley, a window with a portcullis was open allowing the winds to blow soft. 

Eren knocked on the door that was to the right at the end of the hall, the hall of which was painted a dark green. Upon the wooden door, there was a mirror. He looked at himself and noticed that the dark around his eyes seemed to have receded. The Door opened, Historia seemed to be a bit in a state, her usual perfectly bound hair was frizzy and undone. 

“Im sorry, had to clean up a wee bit.” She opened the door fully, with a smile - it was almost reminiscent as. Letting him enter with the trunk that was barely filled with cloths. 

“Wher shall i put my things and set up my bed.” Eren asked setting his things in front of him, Historia closing the door. 

“Pfft.” Historia cackled, “Silly, you can share my bed.” she said. 

“Are you sure that is appropriate?”

The Queen looked at him deadpan. 

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found my wifey in the afterlife

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Night　Wedding

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blessed reunion

— (noctis & luna)

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every time i think about what could've been i cry