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theearlgreymage · 2 days
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HAPPY SLUTTY SUNDAY! Again.
Seriously having fun with this. Join me.
Thank you for the tags today and wednesday: @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @monbons @thewholelemon @prettygoododds !
Tagging: @wellbelesbian @rimeswithpurple @cutestkilla @bookish-bogwitch @theearlgreymage @noblecorgi @run-for-chamo-miles @angelsfalling16 @ileadacharmedlife @artsyunderstudy @nausikaaa @aristocratic-otter @youarenevertooold @onepintobean @iamamythologicalcreature @shrekgogurt @confused-bi-queer @palimpsessed @martsonmars @skeedelvee @ivelovedhimthroughworse @whogaveyoupermission @nightimedreamersworld @johnwgrey @mostlymaudlin @raenestee @ionlydrinkhotwater @wolfywordweaver @fatalfangirl @erzbethluna @bazzybelle @kohatenz @foolofabookwyrm-activated @facewithoutheart @moodandmist @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @stardustasincocaine @ileadacharmedlife @j-nipper-95 @larkral @stitchyqueer @imagineacoolusername @brilla-brilla-estrellita @moodandmist @blackberrysummerblog @valeffelees @best--dress and anyone who wants!
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theearlgreymage · 4 days
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You Never Kiss Me When You're Sober
Rating: Explicit
Words: ~4k
Chapters: 1/6
Summary:
Baz and Simon have been roommates since their first year of uni, and they've hated each other for just as long. Well, Simon certainly hates Baz. Baz, of course, is completely and utterly and hopelessly in love. And a few drunken kisses turned snog session turned rutting against their shared flat door can't possibly change that. Right?
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theearlgreymage · 8 days
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People think being self aware cancels out mental illness. That when you realise your thoughts or behaviours are irrational you just stop having/doing them
Instead what happens if you're extremely self aware and mentally ill is that you just think in a resigned kind of way "I'm being really fucking crazy right now" while being very loudly mentally ill
Sometimes you are able to tell the people around you "oh, you can ignore me rn. I'm just being extremely mentally ill rn. It will eventually pass" and then continue your erratic behaviour. But mostly it's just privately thinking: "well this is embarrassing but I can't turn it off so just gotta deal with it I guess."
It's infuriating honestly
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theearlgreymage · 16 days
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Happy slutty Sunday to all feat. Simon and Baz
(Zoom in to see all of Simon’s freckles)
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theearlgreymage · 17 days
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Update with the Chapter XI upload ♥ There are now MULTIPLE pieces of finished fanart for this available for your viewing pleasure 😎 so make sure you give the artists some likes and reblogs for being absolute gems and working with me on this massive project. They're the best.
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Hello and Welcome to my grand project - May Their Blood Boil
This Fic originally started out as a small idea, meant to be a small birthday present for @ic3-que3n. And then the idea grew, because I love them and wanted to do something BIG. And then I reached out to multiple artists and friends (a complete list of those involved can be found below.) So, now this is a beast (haha) of a project. At the time of this initial posting, I have 70,000 words written for this fic -- my lovely editors and beta readers are helping to make sure each of those words is ready for uploading!!
For now, updates will come on a weekly basis.
I hope you all enjoy!!
Summary
Born in the Underground, Levi has been raised on the fringes of civilization. Never once getting to feel the sunshine on his face. But when one of his closest friend grows sick, the only way to procure the life-saving medicine is to take a dangerous job. One that will lead them above ground. Levi never would have guessed the route this treacherous job would lead them. Raised on the surface, Erwin has lived a life of lies and deception. Knowing more than he should and still nothing at all. He wants, more than anything, to uncover the mysteries that the nobility keep to themselves. Willing to go down a dark road and do whatever it takes to find the answers he seeks. When Levi and Erwin's paths cross, they find themselves inexplicably intertwined. Working together to unravel the lies that Eldia is crumbling beneath. But uncovering the truth will be tricky. The journey dangerous. All the magic in the realm serving as nothing more than a cage. And too often spilling blood is the only way to be set free.
Read the entire Fic here on AO3
Prologue | Chapter I | Chapter II | Chapter III | Chapter IV | Chapter V | Chapter VI | Chapter VII | Chapter VIII | Chapter IX | Chapter X | Chapter XI | Chapter XII | Chapter XIII | Chapter XIV | Chapter XV | Chapter XVI | Chapter XVII | Chapter XVIII | Chapter XIX | Chapter XX | Chapter XXI | Chapter XXII | Chapter XXIII | Chapter XXIV | Chapter XXV
A Special Thanks to
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For Their Illustrative Contributions to this Work
(Links to Artwork will be updated as Individual Artists upload their pieces. Please be mindful that Artwork may contain spoilers.)
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For Beta Reading and Editing this Work
Listen to the May Their Blood Boil Playlist on Spotify
Rating and Additional Information Below the Cut
Fandom | Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
Rating | Explicit
Warnings | Graphic Depictions of Violence
Relationships | Levi Ackerman/Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman & Erwin Smith, Moblit Berner/Hange Zoe, Nanaba/Mike Zacharia
Characters | Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Hange Zoe, Moblit Berner, Nanaba (Shingeki no Kyojin), Mike Zacharias, Petra Ral, Oluo Bozado, Eld Jinn, Gunther Schultz, Flagon (Shingeki no Kyojin), Caven (Shingeki no Kyojin), Rod Reiss, Frieda Reiss, Zeke Yeager, Kenny Ackerman, Kuchel Ackerman, Erwin Smith's Father, Nile Dok, Dot Pixis, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman, Annie Leonhart, Bertolt Hoover, Reiner Braun, Ymir of the 104th (Shingeki no Kyojin), Krista Lenz | Historia Reiss, Furlan Church, Isabel Magnolia, Yelena (Shingeki no Kyojin)
Additional Tags | Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Magic, POV Alternating, Magic, Blood Magic, Rebellion, Espionage, Revolution, Secrets, High Fantasy, Fights, Fist Fights, Blood, Blood and Injury, Royalty, Nobility, Illnesses, Terminal Illnesses, Loss of Limbs, Minor Character Death, Miscommunication, Slow Build, Slow Burn, Emotional Slow Burn, Kissing, Boys Kissing, Rough Kissing, Gentle Kissing, Neck Kissing, Gentle Sex, Angst, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Gay Sex, Sex, Fanart, Additional Tags to Be Added
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theearlgreymage · 17 days
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Attack on Titan Satoshi Kadowaki Illustration Collection
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theearlgreymage · 17 days
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theearlgreymage · 17 days
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Oil Erwin sketch💛
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theearlgreymage · 22 days
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I'm just sitting over here crying tears of appreciation and love over this 😭❤️😭❤️😭❤️ You're too fucking sweet to me @ic3-que3n This is so fucking idyllic and perfect in every way. You're the actual best and I love you ❤️ Thank you so much for this 💕
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“Just rest.”
Happy late birthday @theearlgreymage (Pt 2)
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theearlgreymage · 25 days
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An Ask Game for Writers to Procrastinate Working on Your WIP(s)
Soooo -- The lovely @ic3-que3n decided to tag me in this little game. Because they know I am eternally procrastinating on all my WIPS.
(Original Ask Game)
1. 🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s):
Vogue in Paradis (And I will be using this specific WIP for all remaining questions)
2. 🍄Describe your WIP/one of your WIP(s) in the format of “___ + ___ =___”
Fashion Designer Erwin + Makeup Designer Levi = Rivals to Lovers Office Romance
3. 🌍What tags or warnings will your / one of your WIP(s) need if you intend to share it?
Guys. Come on. This is ME we're talking about - they are going to fuck. Explicitly.
4. 🧭An alternative title to your/ one of your WIP(s)?
This one was originally unnamed when the premise for it was created. I started this a while ago, and then set it on the back burner, but then Lewi dropped this amazing art and it sparked that flame of motivation to continue it -- and gave it a Title.
5. ⚠️Which WIP your most likely to finish or update next?
Either May Their Blood Boil will get an update OR I will finish Vogue in Paradis
6. 💾What is your document of your WIP/ a WIP called? (not the stories actual title but what you’ve saved it as)
Despite how meticulously I keep my Google Drive organized, there is absolutely no rhyme or reason to my Docs Names. Most of the time it is just an extremely vague phrase. But I do keep my Docs ORGANIZED. Each fandom has it's own folder, and within that there are folders for oneshots, series, ideas, and @ic3-que3n (yes - they have a whole ass folder because they put that many ideas in my fucking head.)
7. 🖍Post Any sentence(s) from your WIP.
“Smith.”  At the mere mention of Erwin’s name, Hange starts laughing.   “Stop that,” I sneer at them as I lean back in my chair and cross my arms defensively. Already anticipating where this is going to go – which is why I didn’t want to say anything to them in the first place.  “Stop being in denial then,” Hange wheezes out between fits of laughter.  “I’m not in denial!”  We’ve had this argument before – anytime I bring up Erwin, Hange insists that I have a crush on him. Which I do not.  “Keep telling yourself that,” Hange drawls as they wipe a tear of laughter away from their lash line.  “We’re not having this discussion.”  “And you’re still not getting laid.”  “Hange.” I practically snarl at them.   It doesn’t perturb them in the slightest. “Look me in the eyes and tell me I’m wrong,” and I’m about to answer their demand but then they keep going. “Tell me you don’t think he’s a whole ass meal. That you haven’t thought about what he’s hiding under those bland Oxford shirts and wool pants.”  “I don’t –”  “Or that you don’t think he’s infuriatingly good at his job.”  “That has nothing –”  “Or that you can’t seem to keep your eyes and ears off of him in joint meetings.”  “Well that’s only –” “Or that it’s a damn shame no one has been able to take him off the market.”    The silence that falls over us is uncomfortably tense. And I can’t decide if I want to crawl beneath my desk at the sudden, horrifying, realization that I can’t deny a word they just said – or leap across the table and strangle them for making me realize I can’t.  “That’s what I thought,” they chime triumphantly as they lean back on their hands. Pushing a pencil cup out of its place.  “Get. Out.” I snip between clenched teeth. My hands balled up in fists in the crooks of my elbows to keep from lashing out at this idiot I call my best friend. 
8. ♻️A scrapped idea for your current WIP.
Hmm. No. I'm holding this information incase I un-scrap the idea.
9. 🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?
I have a WILD backwards-reincarnation plot cooking in my head right now. I'm going to make the CANON the reincarnation and write a whole pre-canon/part reincarnation for my blorbos. And I am ITCHING to write it like it's no ones fucking business, but I'm determined to get some other projects off my plate first so that I can give it the attention that it rightfully deserves.
10. 🤡How many WIPS are you actively working on?
Hahahahaha...ha...ha... Well. You see...That's not an easy answer. Because I am not good at math and cannot count that high... But. In the last 30 days...Going off of WIPs that I've typed at least 500 words on... 11...
11. 🛠Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?
Yes 😎
12. ❤️Not a question, just a second Kudos to send.
Bless. You're too sweet my love ❤️
And now so I can spread the procrastination, I’m tagging...
@artsyunderstudy @shrekgogurt @buffy @j-nipper-95 @aristocratic-otter @cutestkilla @facewithoutheart @fatalfangirl @hushed-chorus @martsonmars @skeedelvee @thewholelemon @wellbelesbian @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @palimpsessed
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theearlgreymage · 27 days
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kind of hate my stupid caustic pussy for dissolving my underwear over time but it's kind of cool, like, scientifically
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theearlgreymage · 27 days
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fucking love when I'm on a call with someone and they start to do a little errand or go somewhere else and they say "and you're coming with me" like. absolutely I am let's go on an adventure I've been spirited away
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theearlgreymage · 28 days
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IKABIKAM chapter 14 is coming along. Like any good vacation episode—we’ve got a cameo. To quote @onepintobean “I heard the producers had to pay him a ton of money AND fly him out from [REDACTED] to get him to appear in this episode.”
The information you seek is below the cut.
Baz POV, present:
He rips off a piece of napkin and scribbles down an address, sliding it across the table to me with a grace I previously thought this country lacked.
I glance at it once, taking in the numbers and letters that promise something I won’t find in any museum. Then, I fold it and place it in my wallet. Saved like a ticket with admission for one. Perhaps more. I’m still not settled on the intent of his offer but I mirror his energy on the off chance the cues are meant to skew amorous. I mean no harm. He doesn’t either.
“What name should I give at the door?”
My voice is sleek, suave, and masterfully soigné. Learned from shadowy tête-à-têtes with poor forgotten Pierres. Men who reminded me nothing of Simons or Cadwalladers or Snows. Who didn’t ask anything of me like a Charles but didn’t endanger me like the ones who came before.
I must be rusty. This man smiles like he holds all the cards.
“Lamb,” he says. “Lamb will do.”
Tag you’re it! @alexalexinii @artsyunderstudy @brilla-brilla-estrellita @captain-aralias @cutestkilla @dani-vc @ebbpettier @emeryhall @erzbethluna @excalisbury @facewithoutheart @fatalfangirl @forabeatofadrum @hushed-chorus @iamamythologicalcreature @ileadacharmedlife @imagineacoolusername @ineffable-grimm-pitch @j-nipper-95 @larkral @letraspal @martsonmars @messofthejess @moodandmist @mooncello @nightimedreamersworld @ninemagicks @palimpsessed @prettygoododds @raenestee @rimeswithpurple @roomwithanopenfire @theearlgreymage @theimpossibledemon @thewholelemon @urban-sith @valeffelees @wellbelesbian @whogaveyoupermission @youarenevertooold @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @yellobb
oh and since the pre-planning stages back in summer 2022, this has been my loose inspiration for Baz’s love life during the “lost years”
…if you even care…🙄 /j
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theearlgreymage · 28 days
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*posts a new fic* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the page* *refreshes the p--
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theearlgreymage · 29 days
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Levi craves anything, everything. Whatever it takes to drown out the sound of the rain. Because the shower of water against the window pane always makes Levi think of that day. The first few times a storm rolled through the barracks, Levi had found and locked himself in a small closet. He’d slid down to the wooden floor and curled in on himself, wrapping his arms around his knees. It was the same position that he’d assumed in the hallway of the brothel whenever his mother worked, and it was the same position that Kenny had found him in as a child after his mother ultimately died. He stayed like that, rocking himself gently, until the thunder and harsh winds that battered the wooden side of the building passed. But once Erwin got his hands on Levi, those days stopped. Instead of spending the passage of a thunderstorm alone in a confined space made up of panels of stone and wood, Levi now spent them wrapped up in affection – confined by hard muscle and the warmth of another body.
Nobody ask me what the ever living fuck this is, because I haven't a fucking clue. I plead demonic possession. It's the only solution honestly.
Anyways.
I am starving for some likes and kudos 🥺
Read it here on AO3
Additional information below the cut ✂️
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith
Relationships: Levi Ackerman/Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman & Erwin Smith
Additional Tags: Thunderstorms, During Canon, post-ACWRN, Pre-Canon, Emotions, Hurt/Comfort, minor PTSD, Anxiety, Grief/Mourning, Rain, Kissing, Boys Kissing, Rough Kissing, Neck Kissing, Biting, Manhandling, Restraints, Blow Jobs, Anal Fingering, Anal Play, Anal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Come Swallowing, Aftercare, Bottom Levi Ackerman, Bottom Levi Ackerman/Top Erwin Smith, Top Erwin Smith, Submissive Levi Ackerman, Dominant Erwin Smith, Light Dom/Sub, Dom/Sub Undertones, Spanking, Hair-Pulling, Spit, Spitting, Erwin spits in Levi’s mouth I don't know how the fuck to tag that, it has some depraved moments I haven't a clue what I'm doing right now, Possessive Behavior, Gay Sex, Rough Sex, Established Relationship, Established Levi Ackerman/Erwin Smith, Inspired by Fanart, Not Beta Read, fuck it we ball, They're so in love your honor
Summary:
Levi craves anything, everything. Whatever it takes to drown out the sound of the rain. Because the shower of water against the window pane always makes Levi think of that day. 
The first few times a storm rolled through the barracks, Levi had found and locked himself in a small closet. He’d slid down to the wooden floor and curled in on himself, wrapping his arms around his knees. It was the same position that he’d assumed in the hallway of the brothel whenever his mother worked, and it was the same position that Kenny had found him in as a child after his mother ultimately died. He stayed like that, rocking himself gently, until the thunder and harsh winds that battered the wooden side of the building passed. But once Erwin got his hands on Levi, those days stopped. Instead of spending the passage of a thunderstorm alone in a confined space made up of panels of stone and wood, Levi now spent them wrapped up in affection – confined by hard muscle and the warmth of another body. 
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theearlgreymage · 29 days
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So this is what would happen if I could click kudos more than once
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theearlgreymage · 29 days
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Reblog if its ok to spam you with boops
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