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Approximate Eremarco Week

Okay, so I missed Eremarco week by a factor of Several, but I felt like doing some drabbles to get my writing mojo going again. Here’s a little thing from @viella-art’s wonderful Baker Marco and Tiny Cop Eren AU. 

Warnings: reference to injuries, blood and stiches.

Mikasa was tactful enough to pretend she didn’t notice Marco’s attention wandering as the sun sank lower and lower outside the bakery’s plate glass windows. She gently moved him aside to take care of the customer at the register he hadn’t noticed, her solemn eyes gentle and sympathetic.

“Sorry,” Marco mumbled, after the lady had left with her coffee and croissant. “I dunno what’s wrong with me.”

“Yes you do,” Mikasa said, patting his shoulder.

“Yeh, okay, I do.” Marco sighed and cast his eyes down, brushing a few stray crumbs off the bold white lettering on his t-shirt. The Grateful Bread, and God the way he’d smiled, so proud of the joke and the design and the carefully clipped sleeves. Almost closing time, and no green eyes and beaming smile and slightly rumpled uniform…

“Are you okay to close?” Mikasa asked softly, as she methodically disassembled her espresso machine for cleaning.

Marco nodded with another sigh, and she arched an eyebrow skeptically. “Seriously, I’m okay, ‘Kasa.” He smiled, if a little weakly. “It’ll keep me from dwelling.”

Mikasa served a last few stragglers before she took off for the night, watching Marco out of the corner of her eye. She clapped him on the shoulder again on the way out the door, leaving him to the sweeping and mopping in the last hour before close.

The last hour was usually dead quiet, so the jangle of the shop bell, only a few minutes after Mikasa’s departure, jolted Marco half out of his skin.

“What’d you forget—“ he began, before he fully registered the shape in the doorway and the words died on his tongue.

Eren’s eyes flicked up, and then dropped again…he avoided Marco’s eyes, worrying his lower lip between his teeth, and Marco’s heart dropped straight through his stomach as he spotted the livid bruises curled around Eren’s eye socket and spreading out across his cheekbone.

The broom clattered to the floor, and Marco crossed the small shop floor in three long strides, slapping the Open sign off in passing. They’d always maintained a polite physical distance, but Marco didn’t hesitate for a second to wrap one long arm around Eren’s hunched shoulders.

“I’m sorry,” Eren whispered, although he sagged heavily into Marco’s chest. “I didn’t…I didn’t know where else to go…you’re still open for another hour—“

“Not anymore,” Marco said firmly, shooting the deadbolt with his free hand. “What’s wrong, Eren.”

“It was…it was a bad night.” Eren shivered, eyes squeezing shut…he felt shrunken in on himself, his normal burning warmth diminished and closed away. “A bad night, that’s all.”

Marco steered him gently but firmly into the shop, away from the wide windows and into the quiet corner where the comfiest chairs sat in warm lamplight. He didn’t hesitate to draw Eren over to the biggest and warmest, and Eren didn’t hesitate to sink down with him, curling into Marco’s side and resting his head on his chest.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Marco asked, and Eren shook his head, another shiver wringing itself out of his too-tense shoulders. Marco glanced out the window, and Eren’s empty patrol car parked haphazardly at the curb, and another chill dropped down his spine. “Where’s Jean?”

Eren buried his face in Marco’s shoulder, one hand coming up to fist in his shirt, frightened and childlike. “Still ‘n the hospital…”

“Oh Eren…is he gonna be okay?”

Eren shrugged sharply, burrowing further into Marco’s chest. “Lotta stitches…his face…a lotta broken glass…he was a mess…I don’t know how they’re ever gonna….gonna…”

His voice choked, and Marco wrapped his arms tight around his shoulders, letting Eren hide in his neck as he fought against the tears. “They’ll take good care of him,” he whispered, running his fingers through Eren’s thick hair, mussed and tangled with sweat. “We’ll go see him tomorrow, when he’s all patched up.”

We?” Eren asked softly, tilting his head to look up at Marco sidelong.

“We,” Marco confirmed. “I-if you want me to come, of course,” he added, backtracking in a hurry. “It’s your choice, but…you don’t have to go alone if you don’t want to. Miks can cover the shop for me.”

Eren sat up and looked at Marco for a long, long time, his wet eyes softening as Marco met his gaze without hesitation. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, searching for words.

“S-so you like the shirt?” he mumbled, eventually. Marco smiled and wrapped his arms around Eren’s waist, tugging him back down in to a gentle hug.

“I love the shirt, Eren.”

“Even though I got snot ‘n gunk all over it?”

Marco snorted. “I’m a baker. It was never gonna stay clean.”

“Hmf. ‘Kay.” Eren nuzzled back into Marco’s shoulder, relaxing slowly against his broad chest. “I guess you can keep it then.”

“Can I keep you too?”

There was the faintest pause in Eren’s breath on Marco’s neck, and then he gave a tiny nod.


“Mhm.” Eren’s arms snaked around Marco’s neck, and his lips brushed his skin so softly it almost could have been an accident.

Mikasa woke them up at 5 am with the squirt bottle they used to clean the windows. Marco’s back was in agony and his legs were asleep and his nose buzzed and twinged every time he inhaled, thanks to the top of Eren’s head slamming into his face when he jolted awake, and he wouldn’t have traded any of it for anything.

The slight guilt over his own happiness drove him to fill a huge basket with pastries and coffee to take to Jean, although he suspected the note in Mikasa’s handwriting attached to the handle would cheer him up more than all the muffins in the world

Feverish night sketch because @viella-art‘s adorable yoga Hux kept entering unbidden into my thoughts today

I’m secure enough in myself to admit I just wanted to draw the general in really tight pants that have absolutely no effect on Ren at all

Some fan art of viella-art‘s  Amputee!Eren AU

I just imagine that Marco, Eren, and Jean are all part of their high schools track team, and when Eren loses his leg he’s devastated because he can’t compete anymore or race with his team (*cough* and boyfriends *cough*). But when he gets a blade runner he cries with joy at the idea of being able to run competitively again. And then goes to practice with his supportive as hell boyfriends.

Artists who make me smile

An appreciation post for all the artists that make my dashboard lively and warmer. Sadly I didn’t get to thank everyone, and do something for each one of them. I will surely do them one day, but it’ll be too late for this week. So I’ll mention a bunch of them that really make me happy. Maybe I’ll miss some of them, and I’m sorry if I do. But consider yourself concerned if you see this post. 

hidebot | blackberrymilkshake | mookie000 | jackykisaragi | caelsium | watagashi710 | neilund | pomelopasta | soumeki | suzuyajesus | chibimoka | senju-swag | amanduurr | temariart | neimana | qouinette-not | raaawrbin | viria | johannathemad | shouty-y | naixyai | houdidesu | falsehero | sui-zakki | cheesecakeri | okolnir | viella-art | oekaki-chan | farbsturz | jonn-lock

And so many more. All of you guys, consider yourself as amazing, never let anyone bring you down. You are perfect as you are and every single one of you, with your talents, make other people happy. And that’s an amazing power. Believe in yourself as I do belive in you. Thank you for being your own perfection! 

Sunday Afternoons and Freddy Kreuger (2760 words) by My_Trex_has_fleas
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Hux/Kylo Ren
Characters: Hux (Star Wars), Kylo Ren
Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Explicit Sexual Content, Fluff and Smut, Sickfic, Anal Sex, Rimming

Kylo loves his boyfriend. Even when the bastard is sick.

This is entirely the fault of the wonderful who completely enabled me to write this. Go check out her art and give her lots of love.


Ahhh this was so cute thank you

Originally posted by allreactions


So I just watched the last few episodes of Neon Genesis Evangelion and man was I confused as fuck, especially since I thought episode 26 was most def gonna be the beach episode.

Anyways Iiterally called up my friend in the middle of the night to answer my questions (It was her own fault, she recommended NGE and said it was an anime must see) and that’s how I found out there were movies :B

Hopefully I will be less confused after seeing the movies :)

Okay maybe I’m just being salty here but lately I have had some tags and comments on my art pointing out mistakes in a not so nice manner. Sometimes even going so far as to just outright laugh about it. Partly this is due to my older art getting reblogged a lot lately so it reaches audiences that might have started to expect a different quality from me. But it also happens on newer pieces and that just makes me feel down, even if they are just doodles and not supposed to be perfect.

There seems to be this notion on tumblr that an artist has to be at a certain level and stay consistent and I can tell you that is not the case. Artist grow and they fluctuate. Sometimes I have days where I can almost draw anything that comes to mind and sometimes I have days where even a simple left facing character just won’t look right. And I’m still growing as an artist. So things that I made a few months ago might look weird now, but was at the best of my abilities then. And that okay, because that is what artists do, they grow. And they fluctuate. And they most likely know that they still have to learn a lot.

And I’m not saying that giving critique is bad, because it isn’t it’s even highly appreciated. But laughing at something in the tags and saying it looks horrendous is not critique. It’s just being mean.

Please remember that artists here on tumblr mostly make art that you can enjoy for free and that most of them aren’t professionals most of the time and even if they are that they can still feel really insecure about their art. If you see something about someone’s art that could use improving then just shoot them
a message and be nice about it!

And this doesn’t just go for visual art but other artforms like writing as well. Because a mean comment on something that you have created can really discourage young artists and make them afraid to post things here. And frankly even artists like me that have been on this site a bit longer also feel it whenever someone is being mean about what they created.

Just remember that there are actual people taking their time to create content that you can enjoy and that they do this for free and most likely do it for fun next time you want to make a comment in the tags.