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can spring break come faster

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SOFI!!!! omg welcome back hun <3

i am so so sorry you are sick tho!! seems like everyone is going down with some bug lately. im wishing u a speedy recovery xx

PLUTO AWEE

thank you for thinking of me bb 🥺 i’m hoping you stay safe amidst all of this too, and that you’ve had a happy holidays!!

i’m gonna try and get back on track before my semester starts again, i’ll come back strong!!

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i’d like to apologize for being so inactive this break, it was not in my intentions whatsoever. I’ve come down with the bug and it hasn’t let up at all within the past few weeks. I’m hoping to release something within the next few weeks!

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and now… i’m sick 😑

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MY BAE OH MY GOSHHHHH

we go way back y’all 😌

KANAAAAAAAA

i’m not sure if you remember me, but i’ve just gotten my account back and wanted to check up on you!! i hope you’re doing well, i miss you so much! 💗

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babe are you kidding me??? of course I remember you!!! you were like one of my first readers for my eren blog 😭 the messages and the comments you sent me in the past about knight eren made me so happy there's no way I could forget you 😭 HOW ARE YOU MY DARLINGGGG??? I'm feeling great and I hope you're doing well too! I haven't been online much (in fact I just logged back in today after going away for like a month or two LMAO) but I'm glad you got your account back! I'VE MISSED YOU SO MUCHHHH

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Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays my babies!!!!

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can jeonghan actually stop walking around on his injury im going to slap the living daylights outta him.

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still going strong..

this aki phase is going on a lot longer than i expected.

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this aki phase is going on a lot longer than i expected.

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— aki boyfriend headcanons

gn!reader | sfw

note from nia: HE'S HEEEREE EVERYONE STFU HE'S HERE. barks and growls. i've been waiting for this day. thank you god

this guy is the epitome of stoic detached aura warming up at the sight of his partner. he isn't shooting hearts out if his eyes or especially excited, but people notice the way he relaxes and lets things slide a little easier. especially if you're physically affectionate and everyone stares as he accepts/welcomes it

denji and power will always yell "gross!" and "get a room!" no matter how pg-13 you're being (if aki even lets them around you.) they also ask why you're dating him of all people. they also ask you to persuade him to do things because if he'll listen to anyone it's you, and they really want money to try winning that arcade grand prize

^ they very loudly complain about his favouritism for you but he ignores them

even if there is blatant favouritism you aren't Immune. though a few forehead flicks and sarcastic teasing remarks, or saying no to trip detours isn't that bad. personally i think it's a win

acts of service and quality time !! his job takes him away from you so often that whenever he has chores to do or free time he'll ask if you want to join.

cooking with aki :( he doesn't mind cooking for you and usually goes out of his way to do it any way, especially if he knows he'll be gone for a while. but he can't deny that he loves the domesticity of working together in the kitchen to make breakfast.

naturally does your chores just because ? he wants to help you ? and he's already here ? so why wouldn't he

lets out a deep sigh when he takes his hair out and you run your hands through it. it's one of his favourite ways to relax, and it's become part of your routine to let him rest his head in your lap when he gets home

will sit there as you play with his hair and do little ponytails/braids with little to no resistance.

^ you tilt his head to look at him and he waits for your thoughts. "you look pretty," you say matter-of-factually. he hums and reaches to feel what you've done before thanking you and reaching for his phone camera

aki leaving little notes or texting you when he leaves while you're asleep. "I cooked your favourite and put it in the fridge. Love you. Be back soon :)" (say what you want about him adding a smiley face but I imagine him hesitating before ultimately choosing to do it despite the awkwardness he feels. he's always thinking of how to show you he really does appreciate you and that includes going out of his comfort zone)

^ good morning and goodnight texts when he's not there. texts you when he knows you're going to be eating to make sure you're doing okay (and to tell you he misses you)

^ sometimes you can get a little "Denji and Power say hi" or a photo taken of him by them

one thing he always does his best to do is ask you to talk about your day !! what did you, what did you eat and watch, did anything interesting happen? he'll tell you about his day minus the devil hunting details if you don't have familiarity with the job. doesn't think he should make you have to hear about it

(absentminded) temple, knuckle, and shoulder kisses. it's a kiss to your temple when he spots you in a room, bringing your hand up to his lips to kiss it while it's still intertwined with his, and a kiss to your shoulder goodnight while he hugs you from behind

^ srs about the knuckle kisses whenever you're holding hands. like, you're holding his hand while talking to him at your desk and he's bending down to listen and look at your screen? he brings your hand up and rests his lips against it so you can feel him hum in response and tiny pecks to your knuckles as you speak

^ general small gestures. tucking your feet into the blanket when you're sleeping and it's cold. refilling your water when he sees your glass is empty. standing in front of you when it's sunny so you can see. tidying your desk to help you stay organized. automatically getting your favourite snacks while shopping. remembering your drink order. letting you take the last seat on the bus or holding you so you don't fall. gently pulling your head to rest on his shoulder when he sees you falling asleep etc etc etc

aki knows when you take his clothes. not that he minds Obviously but he just wants you to know there's no point in trying to keep it a secret. he thinks you look really nice by the way. you can tell by the way he pauses when he looks up at you or his gaze lingers

he isn't really a hoodie guy, but if you ever asked for one of his to wear he makes a mental note to buy a couple.

matching earrings ♡____♡ trusts your taste and will try what you get him,, though he strays away from dangly ones if he's going on a mission

^ seriously the boyfriend who'll do objectively silly things for you like wearing fruit earrings you very evidently got from claire's. not out but he'd put them on

i need you all to imagine aki clasping your necklace for you.

definitely had a drawer for your things before you officially moved in. as it got more and more clothes and you stayed over more often, he finally asked for your thoughts on living together

yes aki walks on the side closer to the road

yes he'll hold your hand in big crowds so he doesn't lose you

yes he holds your bags while shopping or in general. doesn't care if it's pastel pink or a cat or whatever else

no he isn't afraid to get into a physical fight if someone is bothering you. honest to god would knock someone out if you asked

imagine the sharing a cigarette thing but if you don't smoke and it's a lollipop. Ok. Think.

baths! taking baths together!! him offering massages because he knows when you're stressed. doing skincare with him etc etc

i just think in the pining phase before you date think if you mentioned something you wish could happen e.g. a romance trope, gesture, dream date, etc. he'd take mental notes for later

I Just Think when he's had a hard day and he remembers again just how dangerous his job is, how he could lose you at moment,, he's especially clingy and tries to do more for you (if that's possible)

^ the first conversation you have when he opens up about his past and his feelings about his family is definitely important and also a bit heartbreaking.

writes "happy birthday" with icing himself on the cake he gets you :) unless you don't like cake—he'll write it on a card anyways

^ gets you very thoughtful gifts. it's something you've been wanting for ages that he started to save up for, or something he saw that reminded him of you, or something that the two of you could do together. you get it

usually goes for the big spoon when you sleep, but his grip tightens when you try to get up no matter what position you're in

he gets a little flustered if he notices you saved his contact as anything other than "Aki" even if it's just like, a heart next to it

^ Will Not let denji and power see how he copied what you did.

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need a man like him.

if my bf dont look like eren, talk like eren, walk like eren, sound like eren, is built like eren, works hard like eren, is passionate like eren, would destroy 80% of the world, possess the attack titan like eren, is eren, dont want him.

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❊ ikea kitchenettes & everything in between - aki hayakawa . . aki's going to break your new oven before you get a chance to use it.

warnings: very suggestive because let's bffr that's what we all want

men are too proud for their own good, you think. and to your misfortune, your fiancé is no exception.

beep. beep. beep.

the sound of buttons being furiously smashed picks up, to the point where you can hear it from beyond the shiny new kitchen island. it's a new apartment, full of shiny new appliances, which clearly are causing the love of your life a fair amount of strife.

from your position slouched onto the pillows on the floor (a substitute for a couch, before yours comes in) you can see silky black hair, a little bit creased by the hair tie that usually holds it in place, and hands carding through dark locks in frustration. you have to bite your lip to hold back a smile.

"everything good back there, aki?"

at your voice, his full face pops out from above the kitchen island. amber kitchen light shines dimly from bulbs yet to be replaced. he looks disgruntled, to say the least. you can't hide your amused expression when he states, "i think the oven is broken."

"but it's brand new?"

he sighs and places his hands on his hips. "they must've given us a defective one."

you're more than skeptical. he's more than certain. with a sigh, you rise from your seat on the make-shift couch and walk to the opposite side of the kitchen island, leaning over it to see what he was doing. a tray of vegetables sits on the middle rack of an unlit oven, and the screen on the side reads blank.

"it's fine. i'll figure something out; finish your reports," he says, watching as you come over to the oven's side and bend to check it out. you turn to him. "no, don't worry. this won't take long."

it's with great amusement that you press the big, obvious, glowing white 'power' button on the side of the oven's interface which illuminates the inside and turns it on. and it's with even greater amusement that you watch aki's face go so, so sour, as if he's just taken a bite of the biggest lemon set to be roasted on the tray.

"yeah," you muse, standing back up, "i think it's broken too."

you can't help the laughter that escapes your throat at his expression. you allow yourself to lean into his side as his eyes are narrowed and fixed onto the fully functional oven. wordlessly, his arm moves to accommodate you with an arm loosely draped around your waist. a natural reflex, at this point.

"i'm sure you'd have figured it out eventually." aki finally looks at you, breath ghosting your forehead.

"mhm. you knew all along. do you enjoy messing with me? watching me struggle?"

"what— hey!"

it's weird, to think about how a little over a year ago, you'd never even considered being here, in this position. if you told past-you that only six seasons in the future, you and your work crush would be a couple, living in a new apartment, with a new oven, and a kitchen so empty but somehow so, so full of love, you'd never believe it. if someone told you that the aki hayakawa would be comfortable enough to hold you so close, to plant a ginger kiss on your forehead like he's doing now, to joke around with you, to smile with all his teeth around you, you would laugh.

but that was then, and this is now. and this— this is real.

his lips are warm, if a little chapped, as they plant a gentle kiss to your forehead. his hold on your waist tightens, just a little, but enough to make you wish your bed was fully assembled. what you do have, though...

you beam at him. "how long will those vegetables take?"

he glances at the oven. "root vegetables'll take maybe 25 minutes. why?"

your smile gets bigger. "that's enough time for me."

"time for what?"

you don't answer, opting to take his hand and pull him to the empty space outside the kitchen that should be a living room. well, empty save for a stack of papers and a set of very big, very soft pillows.

his face goes red. "no. you have paperwork to do. i have dinner to make."

but his grip on your hand tightens. and you know him well enough to be able to tell that he's hiding a tiny little smile.

"it's our apartment. our rules. and i want you to kiss me."

men are too proud for their own good. and even though aki is no exception, you find that his resolve is easily destroyed— only when it comes to you.

flowers chosen: sunflowers (small and tall) & yarrow . . adoration, haughtiness, and everlasting love

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Eren Jaeger

December 16, 2023

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warnings: dark content, angst, toxic!eren, weapons, triggering concepts, bondage, NOT PROOFREAD i just wanna see what y’all think 👀

You struggle to open your eyes as you focus on what isn’t shadowed by the dim lights. It’s puzzling to find yourself in this situation, surrounded by absolute darkness. As for the stranger who approaches you with heavy steps, he leaves the impression that he’s been surrounded by darkness his entire life. His slender figure walks so steadily without a trace, as if he were born to slip through the cracks of daylight. His suit glimmers in the flickering light for a mere second, allowing you to catch the name “Jaeger” embroidered near his cuff. Must be a designer brand of some kind.

You don’t immediately process how sharply you observed such a detail, for you’re too busy analyzing his flawless complexion, shadowed by the dark, stray hairs that escape his tied back bun.

or maybe you were just ogling at his tied back bun.

snap out of it and move out of his way.

move, why can’t you move?

Your chin lifts over your shoulder, finding your limbs binded by a thick necktie. Your eyes then dart to the man’s collar, admiring his nonchalant choice of a tie-free button down amidst the terrifying situation he’s put you in. He approaches you calmly, yet you sense his next move will be unpredictable. You struggle to release yourself from the bonds, tucking your chin in a panic as he levels his face with yours. He carries a growing smirk across his lips, but his eyes are terrifyingly lonely. It doesn’t match the rest of his appearance at all. The turquoise revealed under his half-lidded gaze looks as if they used to shine much brighter than how they were looking at you now, darkening as though they were about to release a waterfall of emotions upon you.

He shifts his weight off one hip, removing the handgun from his holster. The handsome man pauses on your face, examine one eye, to your quivering lips, and back up to your other eye. His weapon approaches your cheek casually, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear with its muzzle. You’re shaking in a discomforting feeling, from both fear and an undeniable trust that this stranger might just spare your life. The unknown outcome impatiently irks you to your core.

“I don’t know who you are, but I can tell this isn’t who you were supposed to turn out as.” you tremble.

He rises to stand, hovering over your frail body to maintain his intimidating presence. Yet his eyes seem to well with tears as he blinks rapidly to hold them from spilling over. His weapon aims at you, certain it’s a direct shot to the head.

“I’m truly sorry, darling. If only you knew I fell into this darkness because of you.”

ima just… leave that here :)

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just rewatched chainsaw man and…

i’m gonna have to write for these guys 😍

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Welcome back Sofia! Please write us some canon stories or royal au🥰

ahh thank you!! this was such a cute request, i got right to it!

AOT canon headcannons

ft. the survey corps Levi squad (the main hoes 😏)

a/n these headcannons will be based off the little cottage that the levi squad stayed in near the beginning of season 3! i need some fluff to get over how traumatic the series finale was for me 😪

like i was actually a wreck, it was stupid sad.

warnings: swearing, boys being boys (idiots)

✧ despite his intimidating facade, levi took such joy in preparing meals for the group. it was his way of keeping himself at bay amidst all the stress of their ongoing mission.

✧ he’s totally a flower arranger too, sand sets a different bouquet for each meal. He won’t admit he’s fond of such decorations but to be safe: never set the table without his stylish approval 👀

✧ it’s possible that erens main solution to impressing his captain was through cleaning, but gradually he became a neat freak to the rest of the squad.

✧ didn’t leave your shoes at the door? he’ll complain

✧ wiped the glass in vertical strokes? he’ll complain

✧ walked outside your room past curfew? immediate complaint… even Levi starts to get ticked off.

✧ living in this kind of aesthetic really bonded armin and historia’s relationship with each other. as she began to show her true colors, armin was first to embrace her thoughts and worries with open arms

✧ i feel like they also grew to share many hobbies together? reading a book of their choice under a tree each afternoon became one of their favorite pastimes.

✧ the cottage was sooo compact to the point where a huge argument erupted between the scouts over not having enough beds for everyone.

✧ ultimately the conclusion that two people needed to share the guest bedroom was agreed upon, but armin and eren were actually so okay with the idea of sleeping together it freaked jean and connie out a bit

✧ so much that they both ended up volunteering to share the bed in their place??

biggest mistake ever.

✧ connie is a sleep puncher, and jean’s a sleep kicker, trying to impress whoever’s in his dreams (i’m sure we can all guess) that he’s a crime fighting badass.

✧ connie does in fact wake up on the floor ://

✧ and no one bothers to question why both boys wake up with the biggest muscles pains the next morning.

let me know if you’d like a part 2!

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adamantine dreams — h. aki

one bed + "wait, don't pull away... not yet."

synopsis. there was a time before you when aki found it hard to sleep. call it sleep debt or whatever, but he's going to squeeze every ounce of rest he can get from his body now.

wc. ~1.2k

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He used to have nightmares.

They started when he was young and naive, back when he felt like the world could fit into the palm of his hand and the grief he sheltered could flatten armies of enemies.

Sleep did not come easily to Hayakawa Aki.

He was a dead man walking. A corpse with tar black lungs and nothing left to lose. As much as he willingly sacrificed, and as much as he tried to put on a brave face, death petrified him. He spent most nights tossing and turning, eluded by rest leaving him in worsening condition by the day.

There was nothing in the world he wanted to do more than to close his eyes and have the world be still. To sleep without jolting awake at even the tiniest creaks of the floorboards. To be able to be at peace without the sound of a gunshot seared into his memory.

Aki had given up on such a dream many, many years ago.

Then you came along, declared that you were bunking with him while he blankly stared at his single bed in his single room in his apartment that was eerily quiet considering his horribly rowdy roommates, then promptly crawled under the blanket and fell asleep.

He had three choices that day. One, kick you out and risk being reprimanded by Makima herself, which, honestly, sounded the most appealing at the time. Two, sleep on the hardwood floor and develop back pains that would make him devil food by the end of the day. Or three, his least favourite but most logically sound option: sleep in the bed, pressed up against the wall and putting as much distance between your bodies as possible.

And, well. The rest is history.

He discovered a different type of devil wandering the earth. It had warm skin and a cute smile and fit into his arms as if it were shaped from the same clay of which he emerged.

It had no ill intent and sought not the smell of human fear, but the scent of cigarettes and black coffee.

You were a certain kind of evil he couldn't fight, no matter how much he wanted to try. His time was running thin—sand trickling through an hourglass with no signs of stopping.

Aki was hurtling toward his death at a record pace.

He thought he had made peace with that—with the fact that he would never be able to sleep like a little boy again, safe and sound. He was aware that his life was a race against the contracts he had forged years ago, back when he thought devil hunting was the only salvation in the sick world he lived in.

If he could take them all back, he would.

There was nothing he could do now but close his eyes and pretend the days weren't whirring by. He had heard as a child that time flies with the one you love, and he scoffed at such a notion once upon a time.

He would give it all up. Heart, soul, his own flesh if he could stop time just to spend this moment with you for an eternity.

Your eyes flutter open at the sound of your alarm. Aki has long since awoken, groggy but well-rested.

He was always the first one awake. While his mind has been blissfully quieter recently, his body had an awful tendency to jerk into consciousness anyways. He watches your rousing expression carefully, attempting to freeze time itself in the form of a memory.

Warm sunlight pools against your body, swimming in his navy blue sheets. Skin to skin, smile to smile, you kiss him slow and sure—a gesture he has grown familiar with over the past year since you showed up.

"Morning," you yawn, arm draping over his body and a hand slowly trailing from his chest to his neck then finally settling on his cheek.

"You have morning breath." He tells you bluntly, flustered as always.

You snort softly, feigning offense rather poorly. "As if your breath smells like roses right now?"

"Better than yours," he refutes. His fingers deftly squeeze yours until you release his face. You huff dramatically, snatching the blankets with you as you forcefully roll over in bed.

"Fine then. Guess I'll get on with my day without bothering you with my morning breath."

His hand shoots out to capture your wrist as you shuffle out of your side of the bed. Yanking you back, he smothers you under his weight to prevent you from escaping.

"Don't go. Not yet."

"Aki," you laugh while trying to wriggle away to no avail. "I have to go to work."

"Stay home today," he complains, burying his face into your hair so you can't see how absolutely red he's gotten.

"I can't!" You giggle. You start squirming again so he can release you. He does this time, towering over you with some sort of narrowed expression.

"Just stay a little longer," he murmurs, swooping back down to press his lips to your forehead. "Stay."

It's starting to sound more like a demand than a request, so you surrender. Your arms open wide again and he collapses back onto you with a thump.

"You're crushing me," you wheeze from beneath. He shakes his head.

"Deal with it."

"You're seriously going to go back to sleep like this?!"

"Not my fault you make it so easy to fall asleep."

"Didn't know I bored you to death like that," you tease, purposefully dodging the real meaning behind his words because, well, he's equally talented at flustering you.

There was a time before you when Aki found it hard to sleep, tormented by the visions of his entire childhood vanishing in a fraction of a second. It was those nights that were especially unbearable, never relieving him from his painful existence and forcing him to listen to the explosion of guns in his ears over and over again.

Call it sleep debt or whatever, but he's going to squeeze every ounce of rest he can get from his body now.

"You're heavy," you whine one last time for good measure. He doesn't do anything but smile against your skin, savouring every second of your body under his.

Despite your complaining, your hands tangle into his hair almost instantly and you tug him just a bit closer, heart to heart.

Sleep washes over him. You really must have been a devil in disguise, offering up the most despicable evil of all: love.

He knew his time was short. He knew that love would only make it hurt all the more.

But your fingers are combing through his hair and he can feel the gentle rumble of your voice in your chest as you tell him your plans for the day just as his eyes start to feel heavy.

There's a weakness you expose in him, a gap leftover from his lonely childhood yearning for companionship. You fill in all the missing pieces—complete him in a way that revenge and hatred could not.

So he figures, maybe it would be okay to be selfish and just close his eyes right now. Be loved. Sleep and dream of nothing but a future he could never have with you.

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