joshibyjoshi  asked:

Heyyy Mama!!! I was just wondering how the 104th + vets would be at riding bikes?

Mikasa: Super qiuck, leaves everyone behind
Reiner: Does tricks to impress ppl
Bertholdt: Relaxed and all, but tries to keep up with the others
Annie: Rides the bike slowly, enjoys the surroundings
Eren: Gotta go fast
Jean: Just rides bike to get to places, like wtf else would u do that for?
Marco: Enjoys a nice ride through the park, really chill
Sasha: Prefers riding the bike to taking the subway/bus, isn’t too fast though
Connie: Hates riding the bike, like he could, but he won’t but Sasha sometimes drags him along
Historia: Rides with the bike to escape human encounters
Armin: Loves riding the bike to places, it’s fun. he’s just easily out of breath
Ymir: Hates riding bikes, it’s for peasants lol
Levi: Rides his bike as training, not for fun
Hanji: Has an e-bike lol
Erwin: Rides the bike early in the morning, apparently he is immune to suffering
Nanaba: Has the cutest bike ever and rides it as often as possible
Mike: More a sports rider, but not really
Moblit: Most often uses the bike when he has to be at places fast and public transportation won’t do


An addition to my song Book Collection fiction. My first RATED M, btw so just a heads up. BIG THANKS to @missshc for the inspiration. *wink, wink*

PENCIL SQUAD (and to anybody else who enjoyed Shamy’s collaboration) this one’s for you!

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Here’s the sequel to the last story! Along with a side of Janstar! I hope you guys like it! Sorry this one took me so long.


“Okay, okay, okay!” Star ran around the living room, rearranging things and getting everything together. “I’m so excited! I can’t believe you two are going on a date!” Star exclaimed. Marco shrugged and tried to act nonchalant.

“It’s not a big deal… I’m just teaching him how to read English.” Marco assured.

“Yah, yah, yah, whatever.” Star dismissed. “Oh you two are gonna be so cute together!”

“Star, you’re kind of pressuring me.” Marco confessed. Star scoffed.

“Oh you dear, sweet naïve boy. I haven’t even begun to pressure you. I’ve already written my maid of honor speech for your wedding. I’m gonna need you to get married on a farm, a lot of my jokes rely on that.” Star explained. Marco sighed exasperated.

“Don’t YOU have a date today?” Marco asked. Star smiled.

“Yes! Janna and I are… going out to lunch.” Star told him. Marco raised an eyebrow.

“That sounded insincere. Are you really going out to lunch?” Marco pried.

“Yes Marco!” Star assured. “I’m offended you don’t trust me.” She scoffed. There was a knock at the door. “See? That’s probably her right now ready to go to LUNCH! Which is where we are going… lunch.” Star continued. She was right; she opened the door and invited Janna in.

“Hello, Janna.” Star said suspiciously. “Are you ready to go to LUNCH. Which is where we are going and nowhere else.” Star said, she over-articulated everything and spoke loudly.

“Um, yah. Why are you talking like that?” Janna asked. Star pushed her outside.

“We aren’t going to lunch.” Star said after she shut the door behind her.

“Oh?” Janna smiled.

“Yes! Marco has a date today! And we’re gonna spy on him!” Star said excitedly. “Are you in?” She looked at her girlfriend, who looked touched.

“You’re so sweet for planning such a wonderful date, Star.” Janna mused. “I would love to invade Marco’s privacy with you!”


Marco sat on the couch and tried to act chill, but he couldn’t help shifting around. “Stop acting weird!” He scolded himself. “You’re only helping a friend out.” He assured himself. It wasn’t a date. Was it?

“Do you always talk to yourself?” Marco whirled around to see Tom behind him.

“TOM!!…. How- how long have you been there? I didn’t hear you come in.” Marco stammered.

“I said your name a few times. Are you all right? If it’s a bad time I can come back later.” Tom told him.

“NO! I mean… no, it’s-it’s cool. Everything’s cool.” Marco promised. He leaned coolly on the couch arm.

“Why are you standing like that?” Tom asked.

“I’m just… lounging, you know. Playing it cool.” Marco shrugged.

“Are you sure? I mean… my sister had scoliosis and she would stand like that.” Tom told him gently. Marco was quiet for a long time until he finally stood up normally.

“You know what, it’s fine I’m fine. Lets just start.” Marco suggested. Tom laughed a little.

“That sounds fine.” He sat on the couch next to Marco.


“What are they doing?” Janna said to Star, who was standing on her shoulders.

“I can’t hear anything!’ Star complained. “But Marco looks like he has scoliosis. Why is he standing like that?”

“This isn’t working.” Janna let Star drop down and caught her bridal style. “We need to find a way to hear what their saying.”

“We can’t go in.” Star said, jumping out of Janna’s arms. “Marco thinks we’re at lunch. And I can’t afford to blow our cover.” Star said. Janna opened her mouth to tell Star that nobody believed in her lunch-cover-up-story. But she decided to let Star have this one. Janna scanned the yard to find anything that would help.

“I got it!” She exclaimed. She grabbed Star’s hand and pulled her around to the back of the house. There was an outdoor AC unit.

“If we pop the cover off this, we might be able to hear their voices through the vent.” Janna said. Star smiled.

“That’s great!… but are you sure that will work? I feel like that’s only the thing that works in movies.” Star criticized.

“Only one way to find out.” Janna said. She took out a Swiss army knife. Star mused.

“It’s like a tiny little weapon with multiple more weapons!” She gushed. Janna smiled coolly.

“Yah, I got it for my tenth birthday from my moms. It’s alright.” She shrugged, trying to act cool. Janna flipped out the screwdriver part and opened the top of the AC unit. The girls stuck their heads in.

“Can you… hear anything?” Star asked.

“Just a buzzing- wait! Do you hear that?” Janna pointed out. They listened closely. There was a faint scratching that got louder and louder. “What is that-“ Janna got cut off when the biggest raccoon either girl could imagine, jumped out of the air conditioner. “STAR HOLY SHIT THERE’S A RACCOON IN THERE!” Janna yelled. The girls screamed and ran away from the unit, the raccoon hissed and jumped out of it’s hiding place.

“JANNA I DON’T WANT TO DIE!” Star cried. The raccoon continued to hiss and it looked very angry.


“YOU’RE NOT MY SUPERVISOR!” Star bit back. The raccoon bit Star’s legs and climbed up her back, biting her head. Star screamed and threw it to the ground. Janna ran towards the angry creature and tried to bunt it back into it’s home. The raccoon, being extremely large, was only shoved a few inches. And began to growl angrily and flick it’s tail.

“STAR, DO SOMETHING!” Janna cried. She backed away from the raccoon. The raccoon jumped on her and began to claw at Janna’s face. Janna and Star both screamed. Star quickly took her wand out and pointed it at the critter.

“Helpful HANDS!” She called; two pink hands came out of her wand and picked the raccoon up. She then flicked her wand like a whip and tossed the creature back into the AC unit. Janna ran over as fast as possible and slammed the top back on the unit. Star helped her hold it down. They heard hissing and scratching at the top, but stayed there until it stopped. The girls took as step back and sighed in relief.

“Wow… so that’s why the AC hasn’t been working.” Star concluded.

“Raccoons always seem so cute.” Janna breathed heavily. “Who knew they were so vicious!”

“They are violent animals.” Star explained. “I once saw one raccoon take on a wolf… and it won.”

The girls trembled and stared at the AC unit for a really long time. “We-we should get back to spying.” Janna suggested. Star nodded.

“Y-yah… spying. Lets do it.” Star was quiet. “We should- we should hold hands… For safety reasons.” Star suggested.

“What-how… what safety reasons?” Janna asked. Star shrugged and extended her hand. Janna took it.

“Let’s go…. Away from here.”


“This is…. Unnecessarily confusing.” Tom said staring at a piece of paper with the English alphabet on it. “You’re telling me little kids learn this stuff?”

“Don’t feel bad about it.” Marco assured. “You’re language is so different from this. It wouldn’t seem so foreign if you learned how to speak English first, but you knew that immediately.” Marco explained.

“I should teach you Enochian.” Tom said. “Its easy.”

Marco laughed at this comment. “No kidding I heard it was really hard.”

“What? No.” Tom assured. “You just need to be a demon, then you’ll grasp it in less than an hour.” He explained. Marco laughed.

“Well that’s gonna be a problem for me.” Marco pointed out.

“Ah, right,” Tom sighed “stuck in a mortal vessel.” Tom acted over-dramatic for the last part. He fell back and landed his head on Marco’s lap. Marco laughed and shoved him off.

“C’mon we have work to do. You can’t really start learning how to read and write until you know the alphabet.” Marco explained. “And don’t even get me started on English grammar.” He groaned. “I still don’t get half of it.”

Tom grumbled. “Sounds fun.” He said sarcastically. He looked over the paper with the alphabet on it over again; it was quiet for a minute as he did so.

“Hey… Marco?”


“Thanks… for helping me with this.” Tom blushed a little. Marco did as well.

“N-no problem.” Marco assured. “I… I just remember how hard it was for me and I can’t imagine needing to learn without any help.” Marco said.

“You’re… a really nice person.” Tom mumbled. It didn’t seem like he was complimenting him, it sounded like he was just listing facts. Marco shifted.

“Is that… a bad thing?” Marco asked. Tom’s head shot up.

“What!? No!” He added quickly. “I just… why do you hang around me?” Tom asked. He sounded genuinely curious. “I don’t mean to pry… but, it seems like a kid like you wouldn’t want to hang out with a demon.”

“A kid like me?” Marco repeated.

“No! Shoot… I didn’t mean to offend you!” Tom promised. Marco shook his head.

“No. I’m not offended!” Marco assured. “I just want to know what you mean.”

Tom sighed in relief; worried he had said the wrong thing. “Well, I mean… you’re…. great.” Tom answered. He blushed a glowing red and clapped his hand over his mouth when he realized what he said. The floor around his feet began to burn a little, but Marco ignored it. It was a cheap carpet anyway.

“You think I’m great?” Marco asked.

“Well… yah, you are. That’s like, not even a question. It’s just a non-disputable fact.” Tom murmured.

“And… do you not think that you’re great?” Marco asked. He approached the question with caution.

“I… I think I’m a lot of things.” Tom tried to laugh. It was really quiet after that. Tom sat nervously with the floor burning beneath his feet. “We… should get back to work.” Tom suggested. Marco nodded.



“Janna, your eyebrow is bleeding.” Star said. The girls were sitting on the curb.

“You’re bleeding through your leggings.” Janna pointed out. Star smiled.

“Fair.” She sighed. “Lets just accept the fact that we’re both horrible spies.” Star suggested.

“Agreed. We did NOT need to make it as complicated as it turned out.” Janna agreed.

“How about we go out to lunch, for real this time?” Star asked. Janna smiled.

“That sounds fun.” She smiled. Star stood up and reached down to help up Janna. Janna took her hand and Star pulled her up. They both groaned in pain.

“I’ve been in fights before,” Janna said “but have never gotten beaten as badly as this.”

Star took her girlfriend’s hand and they made their way to the nearest food stand. “There’s a festival in town, we can grab something there.” Janna said. Star smiled.

“That sounds great!” Star jumped a little.

“What do you think those two were talking about?” Janna asked.

“Hopefully planning a wedding. Because I told Marco, I have the speech ready and everything.” Star told Janna. Star looked at her. “Hold on,” Star touched Janna’s head with her wand and stopped the bleeding from the cut.

“Thanks, Super-Star.” Janna smiled. Star did as well. Janna opened her backpack. “Now I have something to help you, earth-girl style.” Janna exclaimed. She pulled out a Band-Aid with a Mickey Mouse print on it. Janna bent down and rolled up Star’s legging, and placed the Band-Aid on her cut. “There, problem solved. Earth-girl style.”

Star grinned. “There are mice on my leg!” She chirped. Janna laughed.

“Yah, let’s go, I’m starving.” Janna said. She took Star’s hand again and they continued walking down the street.

“Janna?” Star looked up at her.

“What is it?” Janna asked. Star stopped and gave Janna a quick kiss; Star then wrapped her arms around her neck.

“You’re great.”


“So when a ‘T’ comes before and ‘H’, it makes a different sound.” Marco continued. Tom nodded, but it didn’t seem like he was paying attention. “Tom, are you okay? You’re… shivering.” Marco pointed out.

“Oh I’m fine.” Tom assured. “I’m just not to used to this climate.” He explained. Marco nodded.

“I’d assume as much, I mean you’re constantly surrounded by fire, you’ve built up a tolerance.” Marco said. He moved closer to Tom and gave him his hoodie. “Here put this on.” Marco insisted.

“But won’t you be cold?” Tom asked.

“…. No. It’s literally 80 degrees. Our AC is broken for some reason.” Marco explained. “Just put it on.” Marco wrapped the hoodie around Tom, who blushed.

“Thanks.” He whispered.

“No problem.” Marco put the book away. “I think we’ve done enough for today, don’t you think?” Marco said. Tom smiled.

“I guess you’re right. I’ll see you later.” Tom was about to hand Marco his hoodie back when Marco cut him off.

“Wait, you can, hang out for a little while if you want.” Marco suggested. His face turned a little pink. Tom smiled shyly and flames began to circle his feet again.

“Sure… that sounds fun.” He sat back down next to Marco. He looked down at the burnt carpet beneath his feet. “Oh! Sorry about that.” He said, extremely embarrassed.

“It’s okay, really. With the amount of damage Star has done to this house, it’s really not a big deal.” Marco laughed. “Speaking of Star, she should be home by now.” Marco said.

“Yah, where has she been?” Tom agreed.

“She’s been going on dates with this girl from our school, Janna.” Marco explained. “You should stick around to meet her, you guys would really hit it off!” Marco assured.

“You… want to introduce me to your friends?” Tom repeated, astounded.

“Of course! You’re… really important to me.” Marco told him. He put his hand on top of Tom’s. Tom blushed like crazy and burnt the floor up, his hand got warm but he pulled away before he could burn Marco.

“I wish I could but I have to go.” Tom said very fast. He gave Marco back his hoodie and vanished in a flame without another word.

“Tom wait-“ Marco started. But he already left.

“Marco! We’re back!” Star called, she swung the door open, but stopped when she saw how sad her friend looked. “Are, you okay?” Star asked.

“I’m having a crisis.” Marco said. He flopped back down on the couch. “Why do you guys look like you’ve been attacked?” Marco said, observing their state.

“We were attacked.” Janna answered casually. Marco nodded and put his head back down facing the couch.

“What’s up Marco?” Janna asked.

“Problems.” His voice was muffled from the couch. Star gasped.

“I’ll be right back!” She dashed up the stairs. A minute later her feet were heard running up the stairs. She had on Marco’s fake glasses.

“It’s time for, Star Butterfly PHD to return!” She said. Star jumped up onto the couch and sat on Marco.

“A good therapist does not sit on their patient.” Marco grumbled.

“Good thing I’m a lousy therapist! Now tell me what’s wrong.” Star commanded.

“Well, I thought me and Tom were getting closer, but he just dashed away.” Marco explained. Star was quiet.

“I have…. No idea what to say about that.” She removed the glasses. Janna laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Marco asked.

“Well, you’re upset that he likes you.” Janna said. Marco shook his head.

“I WANT him to like me! I like him!” He admitted. Star smiled hugely.

“I knew it!”

“I know you knew, Star! I told you this morning!” Marco reminded.

“Oh yah.” Star remembered. Janna stepped between the two.

“Well Marco, it’s clear he likes you. From what you’ve told me, he just seems a little closed off. He probably got nervous around you, so he ran away. He’ll come to his senses and realize he’s being stupid. When you have a crush on someone, it can make you act a little….” Janna trailed off and looked at Star. “Crazy.” She finished. Marco smiled and nodded.

“You’re right.”

“As always.”

“I’ll call him a little later. And see if he wants to continue our lessons.” Marco said. He got up and gave Star and Janna a hug. “Thanks guys!”


“Tom?” Marco said into the phone a few days later. “It’s Marco.”

Star and Janna were outside the door and listened to Marco talk.

“What?…… No that’s okay, I get it…… That works fine…… Okay……. I’ll see you then!” Marco opened the door and the two girls fell into the room. “I know you guys were listening.” Marco scolded. They both smiled.

“So what happened?” Star asked.

“You were listening, you should know.” Marco accused. Star grumbled.

“We could only hear YOUR voice!” She said. Marco shook his head.

“He said he was sorry for running off so fast. And he’s going to come over tomorrow for another lesson.” Marco tried to hide his excitement. Janna smiled and punched him in the arm.

“See! I TOLD you!” She exclaimed. Marco smiled.

“You were right, he sounded happy to hear from me.” Marco said.


Tom and Marco continued their lessons for a few weeks, they did so almost everyday. Neither of them would admit it, but it was the best part of their day. Marco got more excited than Tom did when he understood some English writing. But Tom was certainly a slow learner, and at times when he felt bad about himself for not understanding, Marco always knew how to cheer him up. He always took subtle steps to assure Tom that his self worth was much more than he thought. And no matter how comfortable they got around each other, before every lesson Marco was nervous. Tom wasn’t much better, and he still burnt the carpet from time to time. Marco was waiting for Tom in the living room on one of these days, there was fire, and Tom stepped forward. He had something in his hands.

“Tom!” Marco stood up excitedly. Tom smiled nervously.

“I… um… this is for you.” Tom handed Marco a note. “I tried to write something!” He tried to sound proud, but it was obvious he knew it wasn’t very good. “I… I don’t get a lot of it… so I had to look up a lot of words I didn’t know how to spell using a translator, and plug it back into the translator…. So it might be a bit of a mess.” Tom warned. Marco smiled.

“I’m sure you did great! I’m so happy you managed to do this on your own!… Can I read it?” Marco asked. Tom was quiet, but nodded. Marco opened the letter.

“Just go easy on me!” Tom exclaimed. “Writing is a lot different than speaking! I thought it’d be easy after our lessons… but I was very wrong.” Marco gave him a reassuring smile and looked down at the note. It was written in all caps, probably because that’s how Enochian is written. It was a garbled mess of the words “Thank”, “Great” and “You”. But what caught Marco’s eye was the one sentence written correctly at the very end. Showing a lot of effort put into this one line.


Marco looked at it for a long time. Tom cleared his throat and shuffled in place. “Look, I’m sorry if it makes you uncomfortable, but I had to tell you.” Tom admitted. Marco carefully put the note on the table; it was something he was going to keep for a long time. “Marco?” Tom asked nervously. “Please say somethi-“ Marco cut off Tom by tackling him with a kiss.

“I knew you liked me! I knew it!” He exclaimed happily. He kissed his face and hugged him tightly.

“Hey Marco, can you help me with-“ Star walked into Marco’s room and stopped when she saw the scene before her. “I’ll come back later.”


So there it is! I hope you liked it! Remember your opinion is always appreciated. If anyone wants to see more of Avery I’ve been writing a lot of her for my creative writing class.

anonymous asked:

How do I just kiss a little hard with a lot of love then? How do you do it with your little of you don't mind me asking

I usually do lots of little pecks, then kinda just work up from there. I think it’s also important to mention that you need to make sure your little is ready for that kind of kiss, cause shit goes down hill qiuck if they aren’t.

Also forehead kisses