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.
year (high school) Height: 171 cm (around 5’6”) Birthday: April 15 Club: Going home club
I was brought up by my grandma. I treasured Purin which
was given to me by her. It held the memories of my time with her. I was
initially surprised that Yuu and Shunsuke, who are in the same year as me, weren’t
embarrassed with their own accessories of Sanrio characters. While I properly accepted
grandma’s death, I also grew mature. I was able to affirm that I love Purin.
However, being a normal male high school student, I still feel a bit embarrassed.
T/N: I bet Kouta keeps the group under control. Imagine them hoarding lots of Sanrio merch, getting all excited going to events that they’d sometimes get out of hand. ghad even the school president is ready to pounce thet limited cinnamoroll plushie on that crane which is currently surrounded by hundreds of girls and lil kids Kouta desperately tries to calm these dorks down.
God I need help b/c you know Levi probably didn't hear many nice words after his Mom died and he has trouble sleeping until Eren starts saying sweet things to him and soothes him to sleep and alskabkdk I HAVE SLAIN MYSELF WITH FEELS.
oOFOGOOFOG DDUDUDUUDE, u shouldnt have sent me this bc now i am crying as well ;______; i swear i didnt mean for this to happen but it did so yeah, have a drabble
It’s just past midnight, and as usual, Levi cannot sleep.
writer: it me lol recipient: @mongoose-bite contents: a whole lot of pining and fluff, dilf eren ((whoo o oo u guys remember that au?? i sure do man like holy crap)), christmas dude, kissing and casual frottage. summary: after graduating college, levi goes back home for izzy’s and eren’s christmas party and falls in love all over again
read on ao3 or under the cut, there is nsfw content!!!!
Tiny and vivid hues, traveling around, searching for the snow. When will the cramped, chilly and satisfying little shooting stars begin to fall, fall to the cold ground, covered in a silvery coat. A breathtaking beauty, that would capture the attention of all. Its pleasent presence among this earth can onlz last for so long. Like a dropplet of a flame, descending into a small puddle of water. The tiny shooting stars we ever so oftenly called snow, would come and go. Just like the winter. Little time it spends here among us, but do people acknowledge what it gives us all? Rarely they do.
There they are!
The elouquent orb peered open, to the flakes heading foth the ivory toned ground. The man, gazing calmly at the droppings, let a muffled sigh escape his cold rims. The visible air descending into the endless depths of the sky, just as more of it flew from his parted opening, each breath limmitedly taken. This season burned his motivation, and his desires, drastically and dramatically. How he despised winter, this bitter cold, and the agitating snow. Just what he needed…the snow begining to fall when his hopes and intention were to wander around the cramped park, not too far from the dandy looking manor he owned to himself.
Short, splendid and quick steps were taken, grumbles peering from the cold and lifeless rims of the man. He took in every detail around himself, the irritating white stinging his cinnamon hues sharply. He spat in disgust, continuing his lonely journey.
His cardinal hair, nicely standing out from the surroundings, the dark, formal wear camouflaging his sinful skin, and mere flesh. It was dark, a very splendid wearing, with the most quailty of silk and leather, pitch ebony coloration, with the white sticking from the rims of the suit, and a golden to fill the button slots. A proud male, that had seen himself as one of the strongest aristocrats around. Maybe he was, maybe he wasn’t. His hobbies were to be kept secluded. His harsh sins, his damned ambisions. Forming citizens, into small marionettes, we know as puppets. But this world is vile, and he makes it his foe.
He finally arrived at the crowded park, garnished in a pure ivory tonation. Sighing, the man settled down to an ice cold bench, crossing his legs in a dandy way “Damn this weather…” agitation and disgust were displayed, his brows furrowing dangerously. Another sigh was released from his merely parted lips, as the rest of his figure slided down a tad bit. A small nap wouldn’t hurt, now would it…his hues lightly and slowly started sealing themselves, a deep wonderland triggering itself towards the red haired man, a wonderland that we call slumber.
A girl. Skin pale, pure visage and alluring eyes.
He would meet a girl today. One to bring off the better in his soul, a girl like he never saw before, someone special.
The peacful nap lasted only for so long, before the dim church bells resounded the tock. Straightening his back, he strached his limbs and clingged to his yawn, wondering what this short but wierdly enough dream meant. Meeting a girl? How preposterous…deciding, he glanced upon the silver sky, sun not to be seen. His sturdy mind, aching from the work put in, to find out who this may be, that he is to meet soon.
“What am I even doing…this was only a dream, how can I expect to meet a girl out of the blue…looks like I’m getting dumber as day pass,God.” an intermission.
I didn’t think I’d get this far in six days but here I am at like +300 followers. I just want to thank all of you guys for being sweet and welcoming my OC the way you all have. You’re all so sweet and I just wanna hug you all.
Also be aware that if you’re not on here it’s because my mind cannot remember every single url that I follow.
I still love you all anyways.
Baes that I adore
Basically people I talk to ooc and roleplay with, you all are sweeties and I thank you for being you.
I’m pretty sure this isn’t all of them. but yeah I still love you all anyways. I just have a bad memory so please don’t be upset. I’ll be sure to add more people on the next list I make soon. Just thank you all again. ;v; you’re all sweethearts