hand-in-jeans

Eren being a MAN

Eren is a very skilled hunter, which comes in handy on missions. Unlike Sasha he always goes for the kill with a knife in hand, Jean calls him an animal, everyone else calls him a bread winner.

Eren`s “alpha male” vibe clashed with Erwin`s once, but Eren hadn`t backed down. He`d wanted to see Levi, Erwin said he couldn`t, needless to say the commander had no idea a human, part titan or not, could growl like that.

Levi was hurt, really hurt, over what the higher up had told him, he would`ve cried had he been a lesser man. He`d stormed across the room, to Eren, and buried his face in his chest. “Eren?” Levi asked, the boy was at attention, “Fuck him up,” Levi`s hurt was replaced with pride in 2 seconds flat, maybe even a little attraction, probably a lot.

Dem abs. `nuff said.

Levi likes the fact that his words overrule anyone else`s when it comes to Eren. The commander himself could tell him something, and if Levi showed the slightest disagreement he`d do the exact opposite. He may or may not have undermined Erwin`s authority just for the hell of it, looking smug while Erwin silently fumed.

Levi acts like he`s so fragile and weak so Eren will dote on him. He knows he doesn`t need to be carried because his ankle actually doesn`t hurt, he knows he can reach his back and doesn`t need Eren to reach it for him and he knows he doesn`t need Eren to fight for him but he can`t help it.

Levi doesn`t necessarily brag about Eren, he really doesn`t. He just scoffs when others dote on about their lovers and silently compares them to his Eren, who would do all those things 10 times better.

Levi doesn`t like to be claimed, Eren knows this. It always irks the man so much to be owned, but Levi can`t help but melt when Eren asks, “Mine?” instead of telling him, he knows how possessive Eren is and yet he still makes sure Levi approves of being his. Levi always makes sure to remind him he is.

People see Eren as that angry bull dog no one wants to touch whenever someone is sent to Levi`s office, where he spends most of his time. It`s always a `draw straws` duty to bring the captain his papers because Eren will be there, staring them down, making them feel 2 inches tall, just daring them to make contact with the man. It`s never fun when he decides they`ve gotten too close.

Treat You Better (Calum Hood)

*requested* (based on the song by Shawn Mendes)

You heard the knocking on the door that indicated that your guests were here.

“I got it,” you called out, heading over while wiping your hands on your jeans. Opening the front door, your guests stood together, Calum and a couple of your boyfriends friends stood in front of you. “Hey guys,” you greeted happily.

Your boyfriend’s friends murmured a quick hello before heading in and going to the person they actually wanted to see while Calum hung back, rolling his eyes and giving you a quick side hug.

“Thanks for having us over,” he smiled widely, kicking off his shoes.

“Hey, no problem! Always nice to have people over,” you smiled widely, taking his coat and hanging it up. “You wanna come in the kitchen with me or go have a drink with the guys?”

“I’ll come with you if that’s okay?”

“Yeah of course! I’m just getting everything set out, it’s almost done,” you commented and he nodded his head, hopping onto one of the island chairs. “How was your day?” you asked him as you were laying everything you had made out onto plates.

“Eh, it wasn’t bad, pretty simple, just did some recording for the album and stuff,” he said casually, shrugging his shoulders up and down.

“Fun,” you chuckled softly, setting some meat and cheese out onto one plate.

“How was your day?” he asked, and just as you were about to answer, you were interrupted.

“(Y/N), we need more beers,” your boyfriend said, not even bothering to attempt to make it sound like a question.

“It’s in the fridge babe,” you mentioned.

“Well grab it and bring it in for us yeah?” he didn’t even let you reply before he wandered back into the living room.

You rolled your eyes and went over to the fridge, pulling out three cold beers.

“Let me take them,” Calum said, hopping up off of the stool and grabbing the cans from you.

“Thanks,” you smiled and went back to the food. “Can you let them know that the food is ready too?” you asked before he left.

Calum nodded his head before disappearing into the other room with the drinks and the news. You quickly cleaned up the counter and when you turned back around, you were greeted with four boys.

Three of them grabbed the plates you had out and loaded them up, not bothering to say thank you. You didn’t even pay much attention to it though, waiting until it was just you and Calum left in the room again.

“Cal go join them, they’re playing their games and stuff,” you insisted, filling your plate up last.

“Nah, I’ll just hang around here,” he chuckled, leaning up beside you against the counter. “Thanks for dinner though, this is seriously great.”

“It’s really just finger foods,” you shrugged, making a little sandwich with the elements you had on your plate.

“The best kind of dinner!” he exclaimed and you rolled your eyes.

“(Y/N)!” your boyfriend called out again, coming into the bathroom. Before he continued, he shot a look towards Calum. “First off, you don’t need to be standing that close to my girlfriend mate,” he scoffed out before turning to you with complete disregard to your reaction. “Did you get the pickles like I asked, I didn’t see any.”

You looked around for a moment and went to check the fridge before pulling back and shaking your head. “I’m sorry love, I forgot to grab them,” you said, not really thinking it was a big deal.

“The one thing I ask for, you forget, whatever,” he sighed, going to the fridge and grabbing more drinks.

“Babe you just grabbed beer,” you said softly and he shot a harsh glare over to you.

“And I drank it and want more, you have a problem with that?”

Again, he didn’t let you answer and just stalked back off into the living room. You sighed softly and shook your head, trying to just let it go. You noticed the look Calum was giving you and raised an eyebrow.

“What?”

“He was quite rude, wasn’t he?”

“He had a long day Cal, he just wants to relax, plus I guess it is kinda frustrating. He did only ask for one thing and I forgot,” you shrugged.

“I’ve never seen anyone get so frustrated over pickles,” he sighed.

“Cal, seriously, it’s not a big deal.”

“Is he always that bitter after a long day?” he continued to inquire and you nodded honestly.

“Yeah but it’s not a big deal.” You just wanted to stop talking about this before he pushed too deep. It wasn’t any of his business.

“Alright, whatever you say,” he shook his head and the topic was dropped.

The night progressed with the three boys in the living room and you and Calum in the kitchen. You had offered to go watch the other three play but they kicked you out almost immediately as you walked in. Well, your boyfriend did. Calum followed.

“He’s being a dick,” Calum huffed as he jumped up onto the counter.

“A bit…” you murmured, still trying to act like it didn’t bother you, the way he was treating you.

Calum was about to say something when your boyfriend came into the kitchen, pushing Calum back away from you, acting like he just needed something from the cupboard. You looked towards the ground for a moment and tapped your fingers against the counter.

“I think we should call this party in, yes?” he asked, looking over at you with a look that said ‘this isn’t actually a question, it’s a demand’.

You bit your lip softly and shrugged. “Your friends don’t look like they’re ready to leave,” you commented and he raised an eyebrow.

“You know what I’m talking about,” he said in a dangerously low voice, duxking his head down right next to your ear. “We’re going to be talking about you and Calum after…”

He pulled away and you looked at him with big eyes, watching as he left into the living room. As soon as he was gone, Calum grabbed your arm and pulled you over to the front door.

“What are you doing?” you asked quickly, forgetting about your little encounter.

“Come over to my place okay? Go upstairs, grab some things, I’ll go start my car, something weird is going on and I don’t like it,” he said quietly.

“Calum…” you murmured out, looking over your shoulder.

“Please…” he grabbed your wrists gently, shaking his head. “I’m not going to leave you alone with him, that’s not the kind of person I am…” he murmured out softly. “I’ll treat you so much better okay..? Just leave, come with me, I’m not going until you come with me,” he said insistently, cupping your cheeks and kissing your forehead.

You stood back for him, nodding your head quickly and heading up the stairs to pack up a few things. You could hear your boyfriend, well… ex-boyfriend laughing drunkenly with his mates as you slipped out of the door, making sure to close it as quietly as you could. Calum took your bag from you and threw it into the backseat. You slipped in, knowing that this wasn’t over, but at least it was the start of getting out of an unhealthy relationship.

How to Make Love to A Trans Person

Forget the images you’ve learned to attach
To words like cock and clit,
Chest and breasts.
Break those words open
Like a paramedic cracking ribs
To pump blood through a failing heart.
Push your hands inside.
Get them messy.
Scratch new definitions on the bones.

Get rid of the old words altogether.
Make up new words.
Call it a click or a ditto.
Call it the sound he makes
When you brush your hand against it through his jeans,
When you can hear his heart knocking on the back of his teeth
And every cell in his body is breathing.
Make the arch of her back a language
Name the hollows of each of her vertebrae
When they catch pools of sweat
Like rainwater in a row of paper cups
Align your teeth with this alphabet of her spine
So every word is weighted with the salt of her.

When you peel layers of clothing from his skin
Do not act as though you are changing dressings on a trauma patient
Even though it’s highly likely that you are.
Do not ask if she’s “had the surgery.”
Do not tell him that the needlepoint bruises on his thighs look like they hurt
If you are being offered a body
That has already been laid upon an altar of surgical steel
A sacrifice to whatever gods govern bodies
That come with some assembly required
Whatever you do,
Do not say that the carefully sculpted landscape
Bordered by rocky ridges of scar tissue
Looks almost natural.

If she offers you breastbone
Aching to carve soft fruit from its branches
Though there may be more tissue in the lining of her bra
Than the flesh that rises to meet it
Let her ripen in your hands.
Imagine if she’d lost those swells to cancer,
Diabetes,
A car accident instead of an accident of genetics
Would you think of her as less a woman then?
Then think of her as no less one now.

If he offers you a thumb-sized sprout of muscle
Reaching toward you when you kiss him
Like it wants to go deep enough inside you
To scratch his name on the bottom of your heart
Hold it as if it can-
In your hand, in your mouth
Inside the nest of your pelvic bones.
Though his skin may hardly do more than brush yours,
You will feel him deeper than you think.

Realize that bodies are only a fraction of who we are
They’re just oddly-shaped vessels for hearts
And honestly, they can barely contain us
We strain at their seams with every breath we take
We are all pulse and sweat,
Tissue and nerve ending
We are programmed to grope and fumble until we get it right.
Bodies have been learning each other forever.
It’s what bodies do.
They are grab bags of parts
And half the fun is figuring out
All the different ways we can fit them together;
All the different uses for hipbones and hands,
Tongues and teeth;
All the ways to car-crash our bodies beautiful.
But we could never forget how to use our hearts
Even if we tried.
That’s the important part.
Don’t worry about the bodies.
They’ve got this.

Poem by Gabe Moses, courtesy of Genderqueer Chicago.

-Sim Request for @simsaresavage-

he asked for a korean female young adult, with tumblr-esque style. honestly, all she needs now is a blk. water bottle or a fiji bottle tBH. I also didn’t hold back on cc with this one I apologize LOL.

• name: Kaiko Rouya (thanks to Rachel aka BJ aka @get-in-loser for helping me with the name!)

• traits: bro, dance machine & self assured (plus gregarious from friend of the world aspiration)

• cc: hat | hair (backyard stuff but if anyone knows a bgc link tell me so I can update) | eyebrows | waterline | eyes | skin [1] & [2] | nosemask | blush | mouth corners | lips | hairline | hands | nails | choker | croptop | jeans (I couldn’t find them but they can be replaced by similar ones!) | shoes

TOU: none. you can use her as a base, make her star in sim pornos, anything. just don’t claim.

Download:

private dl.

lil note: you might notice that the sims have either really small feet or huge ones, that’s because I have a height mod installed. so you may need to adjust that.

anonymous asked:

How do you think the events of 84 will effect Levi's relationship with Armin?

Suddenly in the mood for AoT asks. Send me some?

Just like with Eren and Mikasa, there hasn’t been much in terms of their relationship (which is why I don’t get the massive dedication to some of these relationships, but archtypal relationships which appeal to people, I guess).

I’ve been rereading the manga again and there seems to be another chapter which has been left unnoticed in the feedback, which is chapter 59.

So, what’s it called?

Curious.

It gets even more fun after that.

Armin questions whether he is human for shooting that woman. This is the same thing that is happening with Eren and Mikasa within the fandom, the difference is, there are characters people care about on the line. 

What does Levi have to say to that?

“Accept who you’ve become. If your hands were still clean, Jean wouldn’t be here right now. You were able to pull the trigger like that because your friend was about to die.”

This is basically the same situation Eren and Mikasa faced. They prioritized their friend over someone they cared less about. This is human and this is not condemned and I don’t think this some beginning to some villanous backstory some people are so eagerly expecting.

There is the oh so terrifying phrasing that turning someone into a Titan is a horrible sin and will steal anyone’s freedom, but by the end of last arc, Eren accepted his Titan powers as a strength, not a restriction and in chapter 77, Reiner, Bertholdt and Annie were by no means villainized for it, either.

The other fun part is the “accept who you’ve become” part. It’s like the story has been preparing for Armin to become an actual “monster”. The cherry on top is the final page of the scene.

Levi doesn’t condemn Jean for hesitating, either. He lets him decide and he lets him take responsibility for his own actions. One part of letting Erwin die was the fact that everyone pushed their own responsibility on him. People became sheep towards Erwin, you could say and Floch was another example. He pushed everything on this one person and everyone else did too and it ended up wearing him down.

How would chapter 84 change Levi’s relationship towards Armin? Not much, I think. I can’t keep stressing enough how it was Erwin’s choice to die at the hands of the Beast Titan and Levi simply granted him that choice. Why would he give up on life or start hating anyone? In the end I don’t know what’s coming next and maybe he will start hating Eren, Mikasa and Armin or the SL for taking Erwin away from him (which now that I think about it, actually might be a possibility), but I’m not so sure about it. Levi made a conscious choice of letting Erwin go.

Thank you for the ask!    

This is an illustration from the #heremayappearbook that is available now! Buy Here! This moment was not only the first moment Audrey and Cary met one another but discovered the astral plane they’d grow to know well. Taking place in episode 2 Origins pt. 1 of #heremayappear The world they were literally thrown into hadn’t existed prior. It was empty and only took shape from their first encounter. As Audrey gets pulled into the empty world, you can see patterns take form, shapes begin to merge, every organic form is trying to find its meaning from the very spark of their connection! ✨