You are so lucky if you have someone with a broken heart, untouched for years, loving you.

Keep them safe.

—  excerpt from a book I will never write #81

reasons why dianetti needs to happen:

  • electric chemistry
  • understands each other on a deeper level, seemingly different dispositions but both demonstrate appreciation towards similar things e.g. violence
  • effortlessly makes each other happy 
  • interracial wlw couple
  • because b99 is a comedy and Gina and Rosa are main characters, there is little need to worry about either of them getting killed off, thus no Dead Lesbian™ trope that dramas love to use to dispose of wlws (gina got hit by a bus and was legally dead for two minutes, but whoop dee doo three episodes later she’s fine and dandy so their love cannot be killed literally)
  • Gina and Rosa (Gina especially) would not at all hate themselves for their sexuality, thus resulting in two unapologetic bisexual ladies- a power couple that loves each other without abandon 
  • a sapphic romance in a sitcom would go a long way in normalizing the existence of lgbtq+ couples, and b99 is especially apt for this as they have done a great job in portraying HEALTHY heterosexual and gay relationships
  • my personal happiness
They say the eyes are the windows to the soul.
So, through my eyes can you see me having a burning desire for your presence?
Through my eyes can you see me yearning for your touch?
Through my eyes can you sense the loneliness in my aura?
Through my eyes can you see that my soul craves to listen to your heartbeat?
Through my eyes can you see how bits of my soul is deteriorating within its walls?
Through my eyes can’t you see that I just miss you.
I guess you can’t.
—  unspoken feelings from a broken magician. // Through my eyes.

k-slice  asked:

Number 22 for Ereri please! (If you can't that's cool too you're fab always so it's always awesome) You are fabulous may I just say okay wow I LOVE your writing and I wish I could write as well as you <33333

of course my lovely! and awww thank you so much! that means a lot to me <3 

#22: “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

Eren huffed, fingers spinning the pencil that hung between his fingers. The professor’s words were droning on and on and Eren swore that he was going to fucking die of boredom. 

But it wasn’t all that bad. Levi Ackerman was in his class too. And it was a semi-small class. Not one of the bigger lectures and because Eren sat behind the other boy, he got a perfect view of his beautiful undercut, hair pulled back so attractively so into a small pony tail and bangs left to hang out and frame his oh-so handsome face.

God he’s so hot, Eren thought to himself as his teeth took to chewing on the end of his pencil while he admired the boy from afar. Just like he had done for a couple years now. And even over that time, Levi had gotten more piercings and tattoos and even more fit and Eren would literally bend over backwards just to get a simple glimpse of his stomach. 

Yeah, he was a thirsty ho, his friends called him that all the time. Jean tried it once — didn’t work out in his favor very well. 

It just so happened that Eren and Levi were going into the same major, so for Eren, that meant at least two more years of pathetic pining and meaningless one night stands to try and get the thoughts of the raven out of his head. Yeah, like that worked.

“Mr. Jaeger.” He was pulled away from his fantasies as the professor called on him, everyone else, including Levi, now staring at him expectantly. “Would you care to answer my question?”

Eren honestly didn’t even want to give the man the time of day — he was old enough to teach fucking God, okay. 

“Only if you care to repeat it,” Eren bit back with a little more ferocity than he had meant to. But his face was flushing with a slight pink color the longer the class and Levi stared at him and he couldn’t help himself to flicker his eyes to Levi’s. Of course, to Eren’s luck, they met for a quick second and Eren swore that he fucking melted at the smirk that rose to Levi’s completely kissable lips; the lips that Eren thought about way too often.

The professor simply hummed and the next thing he said made his heart drop. “Well, moving on, I’ll be putting you all into small groups for the rest of class for discussion.” A part of Eren hoped more than anything to be with Levi, but the other part knew that he would fuck everything up and would die if he ended up with the beauty in the front of the classroom. 

“—and finally,” Eren hadn’t realized that his small panic attack had costed him the naming and pairing of everyone and he listened carefully, practically on the edge of his seat as he prayed that the professor wouldn’t say his name. “Jaeger, you will be with Ms. Magnolia and Mr. Ackerman. Mr. Church will be joining you when he returns tomorrow.”

Eren felt as though that he couldn’t breathe, all the air in his lungs had left in one sudden movement as if the professor had punched him square in the gut. He didn’t mind Isabel, if anything, she reminded him of himself since they were so alike that they could pass as siblings. In fact, many people thought they were but were always mistaken. He also didn’t mind Farlan. The boy didn’t really talk much anyway, always keeping to himself or the two other people that he stayed around with. 

Eren did, in fact, have an issues with the fact that Levi Ackerman was approaching him and — code red, pony tail, hotass is now across from me and I cannot breathe.

His thoughts were frantic and he only hoped that he wasn’t going to hyperventilate like a fucking idiot in front of his goddamn crush. And of course, like the moron that he was, Eren was staring. 

He’s way prettier up close.

“Eren?” Isabel waved a hand in front of his face and he blinked, thankful that Levi was scrolling through his phone so that he didn’t have to notice Eren’s stupid staring. “There we go,” she smiled at him. “How are you? Are you excited for the project?”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

That seemed to catch Levi’s attention and he looked up, steely, smoldering eyes staring straight into Eren’s soul and he swore that Levi could read his very thoughts. 

“You don’t pay attention much, do you?”

No, I’m much too occupied ogling your perfect ass.

“U-uh, I tend to zone out a lot.” Which wasn’t necessarily a lie.

He hummed, a sound that melted Eren down to the core. “Well, the project that Isabel is talking about…” he paused for a minute, picking up his phone with a thinking look on his face and his thumbs typed away quickly before setting it down. Then it was Isabel’s phone that buzzed and she grinned, picking it up and giggled to herself, hand covering over her mouth. 

“Okay,” she said cheerfully. 

Eren felt so out of the loop. 


“I’ll just explain it to you when we meet up to work on it.”

That was the last thing that Eren was expecting from him. All the color left his face and he stared at Levi with too many emotions flickering through his eyes as fast as the thoughts that were racing through his head. 

“Here’s my number, I’ll get yours from Isabel and we’ll meet up tonight.” Without another word, Levi slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked out. 

Eren was so shocked, eyes raking over the numbers that were scribbled on the torn piece of paper in front of him. Isabel was still giggling when he turned to her. 

“What the fuck just happened?”

“You and Levi are partners for the project.”

He was still trying to wrap his brain and his thoughts around the fact that he was actually in front of Levi’s apartment door, hesitant to knock as he gripped his phone in his hand because he needed something to hold onto to keep his sanity in check. 

“Hey, you made it,” Levi said as he opened the door. 

“Y-yeah?” Eren stuttered and he wanted to jump over the railing behind him.

“C’mon. Don’t stand out there like an idiot.” He opened the door wider for Eren to step through, which he did, reluctantly. It was immaculately clean. Something he didn’t expect any less of Levi honestly. 

He said something, pausing when Eren didn’t answer. “Jesus, you do zone out a lot.”

Eren blushed, adjusting his backpack on his shoulders. “Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Levi padded into the kitchen. “Make yourself comfortable. Just take your shoes off. Do you want something to drink? Seems like you need it, you’re kinda tense.” Eren wasn’t sure if it was playful tone that laced through his words, and he seemed to be thinking way too into it because Levi did bring him a drink. It was practically thrust into his hands. 

They sat quietly, Eren much more tense than Levi even with the couple glasses of wine that ran through his system. “Seriously, I’m not gonna bite,” Levi finally said and Eren glanced over at him. “I mean, unless you want me to.” He made his comment as though he was talking about casual things like the weather as Eren’s face burst into a bright red.

It didn’t make it any better that Levi chuckled, seemingly laughing at him. “You’re cuter than I expected you to be.”

“Huh?” There was panic in Eren’s eyes that Levi picked up instantly. 

“Like, I had been planning to invite you over to obviously, I had thought about it before. You’re cute.”

Eren had to be dreaming. There had to be way more alcohol in his system than he thought there was. “So, uh,” he cleared his throat. “A-about the project?”

“That’s not why I invited you over. I knew that if I just simply invited you over to hang out and talk, you’d say no and so I needed an excuse.” Eren was fucking shocked, his jaw hanging open, astonished. He didn’t know what to say or what to do and Levi was moving much to close for him to react.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.” Levi voice was like silk, his breath fanning over Eren’s already hot face and he was shaking. Levi’s hand was on his, giving it a small squeeze while the other reached up. He grabbed Eren’s chin gently between his thumb and index finger and turned it so that he could place a gentle and chaste kiss on his.

Eren squeaked, actually fucking squeaked and Levi laughed. Honest-to-God laughed and Eren knew this was the moment that he had died and went to heaven. 

“Wh-what—why—I don’t—”

“Relax, Eren.” Levi shushed. “You don’t have to say anything. Actions speak louder than words you know.” There was that smile and Eren couldn’t help but lean into his touch. “I know you like me, have for a long time. And also Isabel told me but that’s beside the point—”

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

“The point is,” Levi continued, ignoring his outburst. “Is that I like you too and so you don’t need to act like you’re not staring anymore. You’re really bad at hiding it anyway.”

Eren was still speechless. He was at a loss for words and just stared at Levi, eyes exmaining his face and taking in the fact that they kissed and that Levi actually likes him too

“Wait,” Eren pulls away for a second. “Was there even a project then?”

Levi smiles, pressing a kiss to Eren’s nose. “Nope.”

Send me a pairing and a number and I’ll write you

You didn’t care about the date that we met until you wished to go back to it on the day I left.
—  excerpt from a book I will never write #89