“So I’m old enough to risk my life taking down titans but I’m not old enough to love you?” Eren quips, and while this time he purposefully goes for sassy, his voice hitches up near the end – it’s the first time he’s used the word ‘love’ to describe the emotions he has towards his Captain, but that’s what it is in its purest form, he now realizes: selfless, unwavering love that knows no bounds.
With a short nod, Levi replies, “That’s right.” His expression doesn’t change, but Eren’s sure he must know how ridiculous his demand is. However, he’s well aware that Levi’s not easily swayed, so with a dejected sigh, he drops his shoulders down.
Eight months. Well, it’s still better than a ‘no’.
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did someone say self-indulgent praise kink ereri pwp?? bc i think i heard someone say self-indulgent praise kink ereri pwp.
this is just literally 30k of porn. it was supposed to be a bd present for a certain cutie;);););) but i totally missed the mark by a month or so looool. this can be like a present for everyone celebrating their bd this year, and also a lil something to make up for the fact that i probably won’t be doing ereri week bc of both skool and work ramming my ass at the same time, ooohh double penetration~~
speaking of things ramming my ass, i gotta thank the cute and adorable and 100 % quality ieatkitcat for editing this monstrosity for me < 333 333 if it weren’t for her this thing would be even more horrible than it is now lol.
there is mature content under the readmore, so proceed with caution
don’t be what they made you: a playlist for Logan (continually updated)
Old Man Logan byMacro Beltrami // The Man Comes Around by Johnny Cash // Forgotten Memories by Gustavo Santaolalla //Through the Valley by Shawn James // Lead Me Home by Jamie N Commons // Hurt by Johnny Cash // Way Down We Go (Stripped) by Kaleo // Texas Midlands by Nick Cave & Warren Ellis // The Last Pale Light In the West by Ben Nichols // Returning by Gustavo Santaolalla // I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow by John Hartford // Ain’t No Grave by Johnny Cash // The Preacher by Jamie N Commons // Dig A Grave by Dark Dark Dark // Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door by Bob Dylan // Redemption Day by Johnny Cash // Broken Bones by Kaleo // Lord of the Plains by Nick Cave & Warren Ellis // Graves by Wiskey Shivers // Don’t Be What They Made You by Marco Beltrami
Ellis Grant glanced up towards the flickering white light, it had been playing up for days now and the more she looked it, the more it infuriated her. She’d been in the facility for longer than she cared to remember, in fact she had lost count of the number of days long ago. Her days, which were once filled with warm sunlight and the fresh air of the outdoors, were now regimented and gruelling, filled with artificial light and the sterile scent of hospital corridors.
“Elle…” Owen Grady’s voice tore Ellis’ attention from the flickering light and she stared at him blankly. She didn’t speak much these days, in fact she did very little. “Please…” Owen pleaded, “…just try.”
If she could’ve found it in herself, Ellis would have laughed. Try she thought. As though it were that simple. As though she hadn’t been trying since the moment they brought her out of the coma that they had kept her in for weeks. She’d done her trying, and she’d gotten precisely nowhere.
The two of them stared at each other intensely for short while before eventually Owen sighed and stood up, turning away from Ellis and walking towards the window on the opposite side of the room. He left her in her wheelchair at the end of the parallel walking bars that had been her nemesis for the past couple of weeks and looked out towards the entrance gates. When he caught sight of a figure, heading towards the large wrought iron gates Owen smirked. Heading towards the rehabilitation centre was a tall, thin, man with greying hair. He was dressed entirely in black: black shirt, black trousers, black socks, black shoes, and walked with an air of self confidence like nothing Owen had ever seen before. He neared the building, a sarcastic grim reaper, there to pull Ellis from the slump she presently found herself in.
omg are you doing prompts?? #38 with Ereri pretty please? <3 (only if you want to of course. ^^)
fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention
you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
He comes to slowly,
but instead of seeing vast blue sky above him, he’s met with the
familiar stone ceiling above his bed. After a few moments of
confusion, it all comes back to him, or at least parts of it –
they’d been outside training as usual, and the last thing Eren
remembers is sparring with Jean. After that there’s a huge gap in his
memory, and now he’s here, back in his bed.
Sitting up takes
significant effort since his head is spinning wildly and his whole
body feels like lead. In fact, he’s only halfway there when a
familiar voice calling out to him makes him stop in his tracks.
“Careful,” Levi says from where he’s seated at the
foot of the bed, eyes closely trained on him. “How are you
“What,” Eren starts off as he
clambers up, now all too awake. There are a million thoughts running
through his head at once and arraging them all into coherent form
feels far too challenging. “What happened?”
confusion must be written all over his face since Levi places a
comforting hand by his leg. “You fainted. Straight into my
arms,” he replies. “You know, if you wanted my attention
you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
fainted?” Eren repeats, his voice sounding so feeble to his own
ears. Slight panic washes over him as he attempts to rise to his feet
but is kept firmly in place by Levi’s grip.
move,” he orders, giving Eren a stern look. “You’re only
gonna make it worse.”
“No, it’s fine,” Eren
claims. It’s probably not fine since he feels like he might topple
over any moment now, but they’d just been in the middle of training
and he’d promised to do some titan experiments afterwards and if he’s
late again they won’t have enough daylight to keep going. “I’ll
just walk it off, no worries.”
“No, you won’t.
Stay.” There’s a sharp edge in Levi’s voice that makes Eren stay
where he is. “Did you have lunch?”
“Of course I
did, you sat at the table with me,” he scoffs. Yes, they’d both
been sitting at the table, but to be honest, Eren had been in such a
hurry that he’d excused himself after just a couple of spoonfuls of
the flavorless potato soup. “You’re overreacting.”
a long-suffering sigh, Levi reaches towards the table perched next to
the bed, and it isn’t until now that Eren notices the small plate
that’s apparently been waiting for him. On it are slices of what
looks like apples, along with a generous chunk of bread and some
“Eat,” Levi says, plucking up one of the
slices and all but thrusting it towards his mouth.
stares at it incredulously for a moment, but in the end he cracks his
mouth open and allows Levi to feed the slice of apple to him. It
tastes pleasantly sour and refreshing, and soon Levi’s holding an
another one up to his mouth.
“I can eat by myself, you
know,” Eren points out, but eats it as offered anyway.
know,” Levi replies. His thumb strokes over Eren’s cheek, and as
Eren meets his gaze, he can see an unusual amount of concern in those
eyes. “But will you?”
But just because he doesn’t feel like playing nice, Eren throws in an
impudent roll of his eyes for good measure as he takes the plate from
Levi. “I’ll eat it. But I’m still doing experiments with Hanji
Levi doesn’t say anything to that, nearly leans
closer to brush his lips over Eren’s forehead. “You scared us,”
he states, something unrecognizable laced in his voice.
Eren breathes out. His fingers search out Levi’s and hold on tight.
“I should be more careful, huh.”
Levi states pointedly, nudging him with mock annoyance. “Or else
I’m gonna have to start keeping you on a leash every day to make sure
you don’t run off and hurt yourself.”
he comments with a grin and receives an agitated glare in
“Eat up and rest for a while, then you can go
help Sasha make dinner,” Levi states, hovering close to him for
a moment before he draws away. “We’re done training for today,
“Thank you,” Eren murmurs, taking
Levi’s hand in his and lightly trailing his lips over Levi’s
knuckles. “For looking after me.”
knows you need it,” Levi sighs and places one last kiss into his
hair before going, and Eren’s left there with apples and bread and a
dumb little smile lingering on his face.
“…there is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply am not there.” ― Bret Easton Ellis, American Psycho
Y/n coughed as more dust billowed down from the high up shelf. Y/n, along with her best friends Maria and Ellie were volunteering at the library. They needed service hours for school, but the trio also enjoyed spending snowy afternoons buried behind the tall stacks of books.
Usually these afternoons were full of laughter and fun conversations, but today the mood was a bit more serious as they talked about Y/n’s current family situation.
“So you’re really gonna spend all of break down there?” Maria asked.
“Yep,” Y/n confirmed. “Maybe even a few extra days. Jared was gonna book the tickets yesterday so I’m just waiting to find out when I fly in and out.”
“You’ve been to Texas before, your mom’s family lives there right?” Maria shook dust out of her long strawberry blonde locks.
“Once or twice, they come here more often then we go there, and I’ve never been to Austin before.”
“I still can’t believe that your dad is really a famous actor!” Ellie exclaimed excitedly.
Y/n looked around quickly before shushing her friend. “Shh, you never know who’s around. I don’t need you yelling to the whole world about it.”
“Come on, this is super exciting.” Ellie placed the books in her arms down, moving closer to her friend. “Aren’t you excited for this trip?”
“Of course,” Y/n rolled her eyes. “I’m also hella nervous.”
Maria’s head snapped up, “Why?”
“I’m about to meet my dad and brothers for the first time, I mean, how could I not be nervous?”
Maria rolled her eyes, and stuck an arm around Y/n’s shoulders, “It’s going to be great, they will love you. I mean, how could they not? You’re amazing.”
Y/n twisted her fingers nervously, “Haha, thanks. I honestly think I’m most nervous to meet Gen, Jared’s wife.”
“I’m sure she’s plenty nice. I really don’t think Jared would have invited you if she wasn’t comfortable with it,” Maria reasoned.
“Yeah, it might be a slightly awkward at first, but just like everyone else, she’ll realize how wonderful you are and that will be that. Just smile, be friendly and most important be yourself and everything will work out.” Ellie smiled at one of her oldest friends.
Y/n took a deep breath, “She smiled at me when we Skyped, so at least she doesn’t hate me.”
“That’s the spirit!” Ellie cheered, toppling over in her excitement. At least Y/n would always have her friends to cheer her up.