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hey guys! wow, its been a while since I've been active on this page. uni has been crazy, as well as my personal life. I want to continue to write on this page and maybe even add some new fandoms as well! it feels good to be back!

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just a reminder that my requests are open for parts 1-6 of JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure!!! i am no longer writing for other fandoms as jojo has consumed my life and it’s really the only fandom i’m interested in writing for anymore. i’m going to keep all of my old fics up, but from now on i will only be doing jjba requests until further notice. thank you for understanding! ❤️

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The pattern juggler lifts his hand

The orchestra begin

As slowly turns the grinding wheel

In the court of the Crimson King

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Falling Asleep On Them - La Squadra

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Risotto

Risotto is an amazing pillow and when you drift to sleep, head pillowed on his large chest, he will not move a centimeter.

It’s no trouble to him. He enjoys quieter hobbies: he listens to music and reads when he can. Your weight makes these times all the more relaxing.

A stern look is sent to anybody who tries to disturb either by speaking to him or making too much noise. The message will be clear.

He’ll call you over when he suspects you to be tired and will even change where he’s sitting to allow you to rest against his side.

Sometimes when you’re sleeping, he’ll find himself watching you and hoping your dreams are as sweet as your expression.

Formaggio

Formaggio can be both the best and worst pillow. Some days he moves too much while others, he will hold you like a teddy bear and nap beside you.

He enjoys having you touching him – physical contact is one of his favourite things but some days, he wants to see your eyes more than he wants to let you sleep.

If he forgets you’re there, he’ll accidentally be the one to disturb you. Often his loud orders for the others to keep quiet have the same effect.

There’s little subtly in his actions. If he suspects you’re tired, he’ll pull you onto his lap and tuck your head under his chin.

He shrinks you down if you’re okay with it. Being the big spoon is his preferred position and he will use his stand to make this easier.

Illuso

Illuso is a very good pillow with an endless warmth radiating from his skin and a casual brushing of your hair.

He enjoys having you fall asleep on him. For him, it’s a sign of trust when you allow him to see you that vulnerable.

Others possibly disturbing you doesn’t bring about his ire – not because it doesn’t concern him but because he’s sure you’ll be able to rest through it.

Illuso won’t actively seek for you to fall asleep beside him. He doesn’t see it as something he should ask you to do.

He’s quick to become arrogant if you make a habit of falling asleep on him. His bragging and teasing are not meant to discourage you, however.

Prosciutto

Prosciutto is a brilliant pillow and, even as complaints flow liberally from his tongue, he’ll pull you close with an arm around your shoulders.

He doesn’t truly mind you resting on him; seeing your peaceful expression and feeling your weight against his side is relaxing.

Anybody who dares to disturb you will receive a sharp warning, paired with the threatening emergence of The Grateful Dead.

When you’re tired, he’ll move you closer to him with soft reprimands that have minimal venom behind them. His concern shows itself in actions.

He values your comfort above his own. Should his arm go numb, he will choose to wait for you to wake up rather than moving you.

Pesci

Pesci is a comfortable and eager pillow who you can easily take a nap on with your head against his chest and his arms wrapped around you.

He likes having you so close to him and will undertake subtle missions to get you to cuddle with him.

Being unwilling to directly confront many potential disturbances, his solution is to simply carry you to a quieter area if needed.

If you’re tired, he’ll work himself up in order to ask you directly if you want to take a nap with him. It’s hard to say no.

Sometime – after he’s sure that you’ve fallen asleep – Pesci will speak to you. His whispered confessions of love are far more emotional during these moments.

Melone

Melone is too bony to make a good pillow; all sharp angles and radiating very little body heat.

He doesn’t dislike it when you sleep against him – and he certainly wouldn’t wake you up – but he’s frequently busy and prefers freedom to move.

Any who may disturb you will receive a comment and a side-eyed glance to remind them of your presence.

He won’t always notice if you’re tired but if it is something he spots, he’ll ask you to join him somewhere and rest close to him.

His favourite photos of you will often be while you’re sleeping. The tranquility of your expression puts him at peace as well.

Ghiaccio

Ghiaccio isn’t a good pillow though he tries to be. He’s stiff when you close your eyes and snuggle against his side.

He thinks it’s something he should be able to do for you as your partner even if you reassure him. Often, he’s too worried about not moving to simply enjoy the time.

He will attempt to glare the others into silence but if frustration grows, he will yell and then curse himself for doing so.

It’s too embarrassing to insist for you to rest against him. He stares, hoping you’ll get the message so he doesn’t look desperate.

Rarely, he may also be tired and drift to sleep with you. This helps him loosen up and turns him into a truly amazing pillow.

Sorbet

Sorbet is a comfortable pillow – it’s easy to fall asleep when you’re sitting in his lap and nuzzling into his neck.

He doesn’t enjoy cuddling every day and if you drift off during those times, he’ll pass you off to Gelato with a small kiss against the side of your head.

On good days, he won’t allow any disturbances near you (though Gelato is a certain exception) and will motivate respect for this with veiled threats.

He won’t speak his mind if he notices you falling asleep unless you’re too close to somebody else. He won’t tell you but he’s jealous.

Sleeping on him isn’t a sign of your trust but his own. Allowing you to be near him is something that won’t come lightly.

Gelato

Gelato is a less than ideal pillow. He bounces, he twitches, and he rambles. Rest is unlikely when you curl up with your head on his shoulder.

He appreciates it when you do snuggle up to him. It makes his heart warm that you want to be close regardless of how much he moves around.

He will try to keep others from disturbing you but does a poor job of avoiding this himself. Apologies are a constant.

If you’re tired, he’ll help you to snuggle up to Sorbet or bring out some blankets to wrap you in with a kiss on the cheek.

He’ll sometimes leave small gifts for you when you wake. He feels guilty about leaving you when you’re vulnerable.

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Gonna watch this every morning for motivation

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you ever read someones headcanon for your favorite character and its so shit you start seeing spiders

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perv! leone

i am a disgusting person but if i’m honest i feel 0 shame-this one is a bit short

i did two others as well !! jotaro & joseph

♡dark content !! period sex mentioned ??

☆perv leone who can’t keep his cool when you’re around because those outfits that trish lets you borrow does things to him.

☆perv leone who loves watching you fight because the way your body moves turns him on.

☆perv leone who scares other boys off from talking to you. he does it for your own good y/n. these boys don't want anything but sex from you, he is protecting you from a broken heart.

☆perv leone who was thrilled when bruno brought you back and ever more so when he finds out you’re 19. so fragile and easy to manipulate.

☆perv leone who helps you comb your hair out after you shower. partly because he wants to be nice and partly so he can touch your soft skin and take in your fresh scent.

☆perv leone who loves laundry day. he always volunteers to do it and no one complains. better him than them right ? he always goes through and picks out your prettiest panties and cutest shirts. anything that smells like you. he takes it to his room and keeps it for a bit, sleeps with it on his pillow and uses it for his more lewd needs. after a few weeks he will wash them and act shocked when you find it in the laundry.

☆perv leone who gets giddy when you start your period. you’re always so emotional and he’s quick to comfort you. holding you close to his chest and stoking your hair. he’s always happy to go on errands for you and get all your favorite foods. he doesn’t mind a little blood. he will fuck the cramps away <3

☆perv leone always follows you on your solo missions. he has to make sure you’re safe. and maybe he gets to see a bit of your naked body ;)

☆perv leone who gets hard when you eat sweets in front of him. the way you lick your lips and softly groan to yourself about how good it is. god he wants to know how your lips feel against his. how your tongue would feel against his member

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a night in milan (bruno bucciarati x fem!reader) 18+

WARNINGS: NSFW. Minors/Ageless Blogs DNI! fem reader, explicit sexual content, porn with plot ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

(a/n): this turned out way more lengthy than i had planned oopsies

bruno takes you on a romantic weekend vacation to a fancy milan hotel. 😏

the hotel was beautiful. gorgeous white and gold marbled floors, a huge king bed with royal blue silk sheets, and a balcony with a gorgeous view of the city below. you knew this had to have cost him a fortune. but bruno had no problem spoiling you every once in a while, especially since you two didn’t get private time like this very often.

you had just had an incredibly romantic dinner together at a little restaurant on a street corner of milan. your meal was delicious, and now you had come back to the room to drink some wine and look at the view. however, the somewhat innocent endeavor had been derailed pretty quickly.

just a few seconds prior, the two of you had been sipping some fine italian wine and enjoying each other’s company. but now, you were straddling his hips, grinding your clothed cunt into him as you kissed him. you could feel his erection forming underneath you as you continued to grind on him.

“woah there, cara,” he said breathlessly as he briefly pulled away from your lips. “we can’t skip to that part just yet. on your knees. now.”

you weren’t expecting him to get so dominant so quickly, but you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make your panties even wetter. without a peep, you eagerly slid down onto the marble floor and got on your knees. he looked down at you with a smirk, pumping his thick cock a few times in his hand.

you tried to tease him, kissing the tip and running your tongue along the thick vein that ran up the side of his shaft. this earned a sharp inhale from the mafioso, who then grabbed your head gently and pushed it all the way down onto his length. you gagged a little as he hit the back of your throat, making tears well up in your eyes. your vision was blurred with tears as you looked up at him, and over his chiseled abs you could see him looking down at you. his cheeks were pink and he was drenched in sweat already.

“f-fuck,” he moaned. “just like that, bella,”

you continued to take him all the way down your throat, gagging occasionally from how big he was. hearing his moans and grunts was all the encouragement you needed to keep going. you could feel the pool beginning to form in between your legs.

you started to pick up the pace, slamming the tip of his cock into the back of your throat so hard that you felt it would surely leave a bruise. he sucked air in through his teeth as he tightened his grip on your hair. "look at me while i cum down your throat," he hissed at you in an unusually demanding tone. you weren't complaining, though. if anything, you were enjoying this much more than you wanted to admit. you looked up at him through your eyelashes as innocently as you could. however, it's hard to look "innocent" with your boyfriend's cock shoved down your throat.

he groaned loudly as you felt the hot, white liquid hit the back of your throat. you continued bobbing your head up and down his length until he had finished his release. "oh, bambina," he sighed, "i love the way you suck my cock." he put his thumb and forefinger under your chin and tilted your head up towards his. he leaned down to meet your lips, kissing you passionately. you adored how sweetly he kissed you, even during sex.

"now it's my turn to make you feel good, princess." he picked you up off of the floor and laid you down gently on the soft bed. he leaned down and began to kiss your neck gently, leaving the occasional nibble. you moaned softly, running your fingers through his silky, jet black hair. his gorgeous, sapphire blue eyes looked directly into yours, glazed over with lust. "let me make love to you baby," he said softly. just his words alone had you ready to rip all of your clothes off and let him have his way with you.

"of course, baby," you said back. as soon as the words left your tongue, he slammed his lips into yours. he kissed you rough, in a way that had your insides twisting with excitement. you kissed him back, snaking your arms up around his neck. his rough hands found your tits, and started to grope them as you made out. you moaned into his mouth at the feeling, and you felt him smile against your lips. his hands left your breasts and slowly trailed their way down your sides until they were rested on your thighs. he moved them up under your dress, hooking his fingers under the waistband of your panties. he gently pulled them down the length of your legs, his lips never once leaving yours. you felt the tingling between your legs growing stronger and stronger by the very second.

his slender fingers made their way to your already slick folds, gently caressing them. you gasped at the sudden friction, earning a soft chuckle from bruno. he found your clit and began to gently rub circles around it. you whined in pleasure, hungry for more. he continued rubbing your clit for a few minutes, and you didn't know how much more you could take. he pulled his face away from yours, looking into your eyes. "is that good, baby?" he asked sweetly.

"yes, baby, fuck," you could barely even speak through your hard breathing. you were distracted by staring at your boyfriend's gorgeous face, too distracted to notice that he had moved his other hand under your dress as well. with his other hand, he slowly slid a finger into your wet cunt. you gasped at the new feeling.

"look at you, already so wet for me," he smiled. you felt your cheeks getting hot with a twinge of embarrassment. he knew he drove you crazy, and he loved it. he added another finger, pumping them in and out. you held onto his neck, moaning out in pleasure.

"bruno," you sighed, "i'm gonna cum soon," you moaned into his ear.

"oh? are you?" he asked, and you nodded. and then he just stopped. completely stopped, leaving your pussy clenching around nothing. you gasped, almost angry at the loss of feeling. you whined, "what the hell, baby, i was so close!" he grinned at your whines almost devilishly. he leaned down so that his mouth was right beside your ear.

"that's what my cock is for." he kissed your forehead gently before practically ripping your dress off your body. he hovered over top of you, looking hungrily down at your exposed body. he leaned down to kiss your lips roughly. he lined his thick cock up with your entrance. he had worked you open so well with his fingers that his dick just slid right in. you both moaned into each other's mouth at the feeling of him inside of you. even though the two of you had had sex plenty of times, his impressive size always caught you off guard at first.

he began to snap his hips into yours, sending shockwaves through your body. his cock always hit just the right places inside you to have you seeing stars. with every thrust of his hips, you could feel the tip of his dick hitting that special spot. "ah, fuck," you squeaked breathlessly, as if his cock had knocked all of the air out of your lungs.

"so, so beautiful," he muttered, speeding up his pace. "i love seeing you like this, cara, full of my cock." his hands gripped your waist firmly as he slammed into you. all you could do was moan at his words, your mind was in no position to form sentences right now. the knot in your stomach was beginning to tighten as his pace quickened. his lips latched onto the sweet spot of your neck, and he bit down gently, but to the point where it still hurt just a little bit. you felt your pussy clench at this, earning a deep groan from bruno.

"keep doing that and i'm not going to last much longer," he chuckled, still pounding into you. however, you had noticed that his thrusts were growing sloppier by the second. he wouldn't admit it to you out loud, but you could tell he was close.

you felt your own orgasm approaching quickly, too. his thrusts were hard and fast, making the knot in your abdomen feel as if it would snap at any second. the pleasure you felt in this moment was almost too much to even bear.

"bruno, i'm gonna cum," you managed to moan out quietly. he smiled.

"cum all over my cock, beautiful," he hissed, picking up his pace.

you felt your walls tighten around his dick as you came, white hot flashes of pleasure overtaking your body. your whole body shook as you moaned and called out his name. you could tell his own climax wasn't far behind at all. almost immediately as you had reached your orgasm, you felt hot, thick streams of his cum inside you.

as he came down from his own release, he slowly pulled out of you, and a trail of sticky, white cum followed. you loved seeing his cum drip out of you. it was as if he was marking his territory.

"i love you so much, y/n. i love making you feel good," he smiled, still breathing heavily.

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i haven't been too active on this blog lately but i want to let you guys know that my requests for JJBA parts 1-5 are open! (sfw AND nsfw!) click here to see my rules for requesting :)

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Now why aren’t any of y’all JJBA stans writing Speedwagon smut 🤨🤨

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Good day! I just wanted to know if you have any recommendations for authors/writers that have works abt soul eater?

Hi anon! I don't have any personal recommendations at the moment because I have not been very active on tumblr these past few months. however if you have any particular requests i would be more than happy to write them for you! <3 I love writing for soul eater but the fandom is pretty much dead ATP unfortunately :(

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weather report:

me: *screaming, crying, throwing up, pissing and shitting on the floor*

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OMG THE CAESAR WEDDING PIECE WAS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING THANK YOU SO MUCH ❤❤

thank u anon 😭❤️ over here making me blush 🥰

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Hi :D

(I see that you are fellow Caesar simp as well 😏)

Could I request fem reader × Caesar on their wedding day?

(I'm so sorry, but i can't help but go into detail)

Maybe something about the reader being nervous, Caesar tearing up at the sight of his love in their dress, something about vowels, Joseph doing a stupid best man speech, Caesar and the reader dancing together, reader smearing a little cake onto Ceasars face and him doing it as well. (Idk if you do nsfw but mayyyyybeee something about the wedding night??? 👀👀👀)

I'm asking for a lot, I'm so sorry 😅 include and exclude whatever you want, I'd be happy if you even consider writing it at all 😊

AHHHH HELLO FELLOW CAESAR SIMP!!!!! glad to see another person of culture has found my blog <3 this is so freaking cute! and don’t ever apologize for asking “too much”, that’s what i’m here for! to make all of my lovely readers’ dreams come true 💕 i hope it does your idea some justice!

Wedding Day (Caesar Zeppeli x Reader)

a/n: i’m high off my ass right now so i’m very sorry if there are some spelling/grammar mistakes or inconsistencies <3

warnings(?): fem!reader, NSFW at the end!

your heart pounded as you stared at your reflection in the vanity mirror in front of you. today was the day. the day you had dreamed of your entire life. the day that every little girl dreams of. your wedding day. not only were you getting married, but you were getting married to the most kind, loving, and caring man on the planet. caesar zeppeli. the last name “zeppeli” was not a title that caesar took lightly. he wore the zeppeli name exceptionally proudly, and wouldn’t hand the family name over to just anyone. that’s how you knew he was truly in love with you.

obviously you couldn’t see him, but caesar was equally as nervous as you were, if not worse. caesar had had his fair share of women in his lifetime, but they were just fun little flings to him. he never imagined himself settling down with any of them, much less marrying them. that was, until you came along. you were different than most girls he encountered. you didn’t follow him around or go out of your way to talk to him. you were polite to him when you did interact, but that wasn’t very often. not only your beauty, but your peculiar personality captured caesar in a way he didn’t know was possible. he had to know more about you. that’s why he eventually decided to ask you out on a date. from that point on, caesar knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. and that’s how the two of you ended up here, getting ready on your wedding day.

you heard a knock at the dressing room door. “you ready, bride?” you hear a voice say from outside the door.

“yes,” you say, nervously. you take one final glance at yourself before walking out of the dressing room and at the doors to the church sanctuary. you latched onto the arm of your escort (this can be whoever you’d like, parent, friend, etc.) as the giant doors swung open, revealing the rows of family members and friends standing in the pews. you could hear faint sniffles and camera clicks as you stood in the doorway. you could feel your own eyes beginning to sting as you looked down the aisle to see your groom looking at you. he could barely contain himself as he saw you in your wedding dress for the very first time. his cheeks already had tears on them, and the ceremony hadn’t even started yet. the organ began to play the classic “here comes the bride”, which was your cue to start walking. this was it. it was really happening now. as you stood on the podium, face-to-face with him, suddenly the audience disappeared. everything around you disappeared. in that moment, all that existed was you and caesar. he gently lifted up your veil, revealing your face. he gasped as he did, audibly choking back tears. this caused your own eyes to start overflowing as you stared up at him.

when the time came to say your vows, caesar did something grand as always. he wrote all of his vows in italian, explaining his love for you in the most beautiful words. you had written your own vows in the form of poetry, because you knew caesar loved your poems. at this point, everyone was crying. the time finally came to seal your love with a kiss. before the priest could even finish saying the words “you may now kiss the bride”, caesar already had you leaned over into a dramatic kiss as the audience roared with cheering. this was the happiest day of your life, the day that sealed your love forver.

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as soon as the two of you got into the back of the limousine that was taking you home, caesar couldn’t seem to keep his hands off of you. he was on top of you, kissing down your jawline and neck while rubbing his hands up your corseted waist. you weren’t complaining, it was just that you wished he would wait until the two of you got home! i mean the driver was like right there! but in that moment, caesar didn’t care. he wanted you, bad. here and now. he didn’t care who saw, in fact he wanted people to see that you were his. only his. your gorgeous body, your beautiful hips and thighs. it was all his. he snaked his large hand up under your dress, carressing the inside of your thigh. you felt wetness starting to pool between your legs as he touched you in all the right places. he knew just how to get you going, and he knew better than anyone else how to get you to give into him.

you were both distracted by the car rolling to a stop outside of the house that you and caesar shared. he quickly climbed off of you and out of the door, helping you as you stepped out of the vehicle. he carried you bridal style all the way up to the bedroom, where he gently set you on the bed.

“my love, the dress is beautiful, but please take it off for me. i think what is underneath it is even more beautiful.” he purred into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers up your spine. he helped you to untie the corset and remove all of your undergarments. when they were all off, he stared at your nude figure, making you blush.

“so, so beautiful,” he muttered, moving towards you to kiss you. as the two of you continued, getting more and more intense, his hands were roaming up and down your body. yours were doing the same to him, feeling his firm muscles and large figure. he looked like a marble sculpture of a greek god come to life. he kissed his way down your jawline and your neck, all the way down to your tits. he looked up at you before latching his mouth around your right nipple, licking and sucking on it gently. you let out a soft moan from the feeling. as he continued to suck, he pinched your left nipple gently, moving it between his fingers. you moaned louder, the sensation was much stronger this time. abruptly , the feeling stopped as he moved down in between your legs.

he positioned himself right above your core, wrapping his strong arms around your thighs. you blushed as you looked down at him. the sight was absolutely filthy, but so beautiful at the same time. you felt a wave of pleasure come over your body as his tongue met your clit, making you cry out. he groaned from the noises you were making. they were angelic sounding to caesar. he could get off just from your sounds alone. he was rutting into the mattress as he ate you out, trying desperately to relieve his pent up impatience. he continued licking circles around your clit, occasionally slipping in a finger or two. your legs were shaking as you felt your orgasm coming on, but he held them in place. your hips tried to squirm away from him, but he didn’t let you move. you felt your walls clench as your vision went white with pleasure as you came around nothing.

caesar couldn’t take it anymore. he had to have you. right now. he stood up, pulling his hard, throbbing cock out of his boxers. the tip was an angry red, dripping with precum. you caught yourself almost drooling at the sight. you wanted him more than anything. he lined the tip up with your entrance, looking to you for permission. you nodded to him, signaling for him to move. he slid in slowly, causing you both to hiss and gasp with pleasure. he stretched you out so good, with just enough of both pleasure and pain. he thrusted in and out of you slowly at first, his pace slowly quickening as his orgasm approached. you felt dizzy as he slammed into you, causing pleasure to ripple through your body each time. he was moaning and cursing in italian in your ear, making your walls tighten around him.

“fuck, bella, i’m going to,” he barely managed to stutter out between breaths before releasing inside of you. you both moaned and grabbed onto each other as his hot seed coated your insides. he pulled out, causing his cum to drip out of you and down your thighs.

“how about we go get cleaned up, my love.” he said, bending down to kiss your lips gently. he picked you up bridal style again, carrying you towards the bathroom. tonight was better than you could have ever imagined.

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Oh wow I'm shocked with how fast you wrote that!! It was SO sweet, I absolutely loved it!! Thank you! <333

oh my god anon. this means so much to me you don’t even know!!! i love writing and i missed it so much, i’m so happy you liked it 😭❤️

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Hello! I was wondering if I could get request an Armin x Reader that are childhood friends (grew up with him and Eren, then eventually Mikasa when she joined the group)? Maybe the confession after he/she nearly died or at the sea when they go there?

Hope you have a great day/night <3

hello my love! thank you so so SO much for requesting! i’ve missed writing so much! this request is adorable, i hope u like it <3

blue sea (armin x reader)

TW: mentions of death

the glittering blue blanket that stretched farther than the eye could see. so beautiful, yet so mysterious. the ocean was similar to humans in the way that it kept it’s secrets. there are people that fear the ocean with everything in them, and others that practically worship it. a prime example of the latter would be your best friend, armin. armin had been absolutelty infatuated with the ocean for as long as you could remember. when you were just small children living within the walls of paradis, him and your other childhood friend, eren, would sit and read books about the ocean for hours and hours on end. of course, at that time in your lives it was even more magical because it was thought to be something made up. no one had ever gone that far outside of the walls, so how could we know if something like that ever really existed? that was, until the day you had finally gotten to see it in person. the crystal waves were even more majestic in person. the white, delicate sand felt like clouds underneath your boots. the hot sunshine beat down on all of your little pale cheeks, turning them pink by the end of the day.

of course, that day seemed so long ago now. you and armin came to the ocean every chance you got. any day that the two of you had a sliver of free time, you were down at the seaside. you adored watching him at the beach. the way his golden locks glowed in the sun, the way the saltwater made waves and curls in his soft hair. the way he smiled when you splashed water on him, the way he lay on your chest in the sunlight. it filled you with a joy like nothing else on earth could. of course, he didn’t know this yet, but you had always had a certain… “soft spot” for him. a crush. it was a classic case of “childhood-best friend-turned-crush”. you had no idea if he felt the same way about you, so you didn’t dare express your true feelings for him. you didn’t want to ruin the amazing frienship that the two of you had created over something as silly and pointless as love.

the day was just as any other. you and armin had walked down to the beach, setting up in your usual spot next to the rocks. you had put down a plaid picnic blanket, an umbrella, and a bag with sunscreen and two sandwiches packed for lunch. the sun was shining, and armin was all too excited to hop in the water. he smiled at you as he lifted his light blue shirt over his shoulders, throwing it off to the side. he began to jog towards the ocean, pausing when he got about halfway there. he turned around, cupping his hands around his mouth to yell back at you.

“hey, y/n, you coming or not?” he teased.

you laughed back. “coming!” you telled to him as you took your shoes off.

you took off after him, throwing your arms around his neck and tackling him once the two of you had reached the water. he laughed, picking you up and throwing you into the water once he had recovered from your attack. the two of you were laughing hysterically now, having the time of your lives. looking back towards the shore, you realized that you had unknowingly drifted way farther out than you wanted to be. you weren’t the best swimmer, and the ocean made you nervous. the farthest out that you ever let yourself get was about waist-deep, and this water was up to your shoulders. you were beginning to panic as you tried to swim back towards more shallow water, but you weren’t moving at all. you were getting pulled underneath the waves, and no matter how hard you struggled, you weren’t making any progress. by now, you had been pulled completely underneath the water. you were choking on the water, feeling it beginning to enter your lungs as you thrashed. you felt hopeless, and your heart was racing faster than it ever had before. you were sure you were going to die.

from above the water, you could hear armin’s muffled yelling. he was yelling your name, swimming towards you. he was reaching under the water, reaching for your hands and wrists. he was pulling you towards the surface, and you could tell he was using a tremendous amount of strength to try and free you from the viscious waters. after about fifteen seconds of pure struggle, he had managed to keep your head above the water. he was carrying you towards the shore as quickly as he could swim.

“y/n?y/n? are you okay? can you breathe now?” he was asking frantically. you were trying your best to answer, but all you could do was cough. as he pulled you onto the shore, he laid you down in his lap. he began to blow air into your mouth, pinching your nose as he did. it was a huge relief to feel his air in your lungs, it finally felt like you could breathe again.

“oh god, y/n, this is all my fault. i’m the one that wanted to come to the beach today,” he said, voice shaking. you could see tears beginning to form in the corners of his eyes.

“armin, what are you talking about? you saved me,” you said, reaching up to wipe his tears.

“this never should have happened. i’m supposed to be the one that protects you,” he said.

“what do you mean?” you asked, confused by his statement.

“fine. i’ll say it. i love you, y/n. i always have. i told myself since were were kids that i would always keep you safe, no matter what,” he said, reaching down to rest his hand on your cheek.

you were stunned. he really felt the same way about me all these years? i had kept my own feelings secret for nothing? you thought now would be a better time than ever to confess your own feelings to him.

“armin, i love you too,” you finally mustered up the courage to say. his eyes opened wide, and he looked as equally stunned as you had been.

the two of you spent what felt like hours just looking into each other’s eyes as you lay there in his lap. you leaned up towards him, and he seemed to understand the message. he leaned his face down to yours, the two of your lips’ connecting into a soft kiss. you wanted to live in this moment forever, taking a mental picture in your mind. you were certain you would never forget this day.