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❦ RELIEF

cw: none, this is fluff, yami calls reader ‘mama’, pregnant!reader

pt. 2

poor asta. all he wanted was to wish you good morning as he passed by on his way to clean the hideout. and you appreciated it, really, you did. your squad was a mess and asta was an angel to clean the place everyday, but at the moment you didn’t want to see anyone’s face. the most beautiful feeling in the world was waking up feeling recharged after a good night’s sleep on your back. but you can’t do that when you’re eight months pregnant, and the fact that you can only get a good night’s sleep when you’re on your back is just the cherry on top.

you guessed the other mages sensed the bloodthirst in your mana as soon as you woke up and stayed away from you. but asta, with no magic or tact, started speaking to you the moment he laid eyes on you.

it really wasn’t your fault when you grabbed a fistful of his hair in a rage. and your teeth grinding did nothing to help the headache already caused by the boy’s screeching. his saving grace came in the form of a booming laugh.

normally, the sound of yami’s voice instantly relaxed you, even if he was yelling (which was most of the time), but now it just made you redirect your anger to the very cause of your discomfort. you dropped asta and turned to the other man.

“you!” it came out as a growl, but yami kept his smile.

“beat it, brat, go eat something.” he nodded towards asta before looking at you. “i’ll handle my girl.”

you were too distracted to see asta scamper off, but all you cared about was wiping the smirk off of your man’s face. your wobble probably wasn’t as menacing as you thought it was, but it got you right up in front of him so you could start spitting words at him.

“how dare you do this to me?!” you cried, he just put his hands on your hips.

you start trying to pound on his chest, but your exhaustion just made you tear up and your punches too weak to pack enough weight. “how could you do this to me?”

sukehiro used a soft voice, not one meant for anyone else to hear as he turned you around and pressed your back to him. “i know, baby, let me help.”

he brought his arms underneath your belly and used his strength to lift it gently.

you nearly fainted. the instant relief that flowed through you at the lose of weight had your eyes fluttering shut and your head falling back to rest on his chest. your knees almost buckled.

“that better, mama?” you could hear the laughter in his voice but you didn’t care—you were on cloud nine.

you hummed instead.

“sorry, baby.” you said and felt him vibrate with a chuckle.

“how ‘bout we go back to bed and try sleeping again?” he coaxed you.

another hum just escaped you, relaxing into his arms and swearing that you could fall asleep just like that.

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REAL I SAW THAT TOO AND HAD THE SAME REACTION !!

PLEADE I HAD TO DROP EVERYTHING I WAS DOING SO YALL COULD SEE THIS

(creds in the video)

THE “KILLSHOT BABY” PART HAD ME FROTHING AT THE MOUTH I WANT HIM SO BADDDDKENDKD

THE CLIPS. THE AUDIO. EVERYTHING IS PERFECT.

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His little kitty ears 🥲🐈‍⬛

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😧😧🤭🤭

🥵☀️🐉

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I JUST FINISHED IT. ONE SITTING. SMILED. CRIED. ITS AMAZING. GO READ IT IF YOU HAVENT YET!!!

ZINE: OFFICIAL RELEASE

After months of hard work from both our mod and contributor teams, we hereby announce that --

MOONLIGHT RENDEZOUS: A #Xiaolumi Digital Zine, is now live!

[COVER CREDITS: @peatchoune]

Thank you to each of our wonderful contributors and moderators for making this project possible. Please enjoy!

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THSISID SO CUTEEEE

"say whatever u want about satoru but if a child handed him a fake phone he would answer it" ☎️🎶

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Hiiii I was just wondering if you would be able to write something angsty for Guren? I just started watching seraph and that man has me in a chokehold.

hiiii!! thank you so much for requesting this! i’ve actually wanted to write something for Guren since FOREVER but i never had the motivation. but here it is, hope you enjoy!

WARNINGS: blood, death

WC: 1.2K

The soft sound of Guren’s footsteps echoed throughout the ruins of a past city, a past city that was abandoned yet peaceful before a terrible battle arose.

Now it was quiet again, though it was anything but peaceful, as a tense and dreadful feeling hung thick in the air.

Dust and smoke blocked Guren from seeing anything, however, he already knew that most of his soldiers were dead. It wasn’t too late to just turn around and walk away. So why was he still walking forward?

That was because there was a specific soldier he needed to see alive. There was still a fragment of foolish hope that somehow, somehow, you were spared, just lost somewhere in the thick dust and smoke.

If you were dead, Guren would never forgive himself. After all, it was he who charged his soldiers into war, to their deaths. This outcome was very much expected.

As he traversed through the depressing land, through broken debris and body parts, he recalled his last (which he hoped wasn’t) conversation with you.

“You are not going. That’s an order from your superior.” He demanded, back towards you as he reached for his office door, about to leave.

“But why?! Why are you doing this?! These soldiers have friends, perhaps family! Don’t you see how you’re just pointlessly forcing them to their deaths?” You questioned, fists clenched and anger pooling out of your eyes in the form of tears. His hand froze before it dropped to his side. He hastily turned around, brows furrowed and teeth clenched. You searched his eyes for any sign of regret or remorse, though you were met with none. The look in his eyes was harsh, furious, and judgemental. This wasn’t your lover looking at you. It was a superior, nothing more than a person who just gives you orders.

“I will not be telling you. That’s disclosed information. The only thing you should be worrying about is following my order of ‘you are not going’. Don’t make me repeat myself.” A hint of venom was in his voice as he stared down at you.

You shook your head, disbelief in your eyes. “You’re just playing around with them like they’re your puppets. What makes me so different from them? If they go, surely I should be too?”

“No. You are not fucking going. These soldiers have skill, a chance in defeating the vampires, a chance of making it out alive.”

Your heart was racing, and you could feel the pure anger coursing through your veins as you looked up at him. “What are you trying to say?” Came through clenched teeth.

It was as if your heart dropped when a small smirk grew on his lips. It was a faint one, yet it caused you so much hurt that you debated whether or not to just obey him and leave.

“You’re useless and weak. You being there would be a waste of air. A good cursed weapon was wasted on you, and you would just drag them down if you go.”

You lowered your gaze, though not in defeat. Slowly, you walked in his direction, barging past him. Only his head turned sideways to see what you were doing. Your hand reached with a slight tremble for the doorknob, stopping before you opened it.

“I don’t know you anymore, Lieutenant Colonel. I apologize, but I’m unable to follow your order.” 

And he let you leave without another word, huffing when the door shut with a soft click.

If only he had said another word. Or perhaps if he hadn’t told you at all about the plan, he wouldn’t be discovering a shocking scene unveiling in front of him.

It was an irregular line of cloaks that the vampires wore. Something, or someone, had killed them all in one go.

Guren cautiously picked one up and examined it; it was covered in dust and grime, as well as a speck of blood. He looked closer at it.

It’s fresh. He noticed before dropping the cloak.

He decided to follow the line, squinting his eyes and looking around for any signs of life, for any signs of you.

That’s when it came to an end, and he was met again with an endless sea of dust and smoke.

Suddenly, his head perked up at the sound of a faint and weak cough. His head whipped around in the direction of it, eyes widening at your small and battered body that was sitting up against a broken wall.

Guren’s legs moved by themselves, and in a quick second, he was already by your side. His hands moved everywhere but were pulled back immediately after seeing you grimace your face at the pain. He sat on his knees, pulling you onto his lap so you were more comfortable.

“Hey.” He whispered though it was so faint that perhaps you weren't able to hear it. His trembling hands held you close to his warm body. “Hey, can you hear me?”

Your eyes looked around before focusing on his face. There was no sign of happiness or anything positive; just pure pain and hopelessness. “Lieutenant… Co—“

“Guren.” He interrupted you, bottom lip quivering. “I’m still your Guren.”

You let out a long sigh, looking away from his eyes. Looking over to the direction of the line of cloaks, your weak and trembling hand pointed. “I did… that, Guren. I-I’m not… weak. I killed them all in… one go.”

He held you closer, hand supporting the back of your head. “Shhh, I-I know you did. Don’t talk. You— just don’t talk.” He was breathing heavily, unaware of what to do next.

“I will die here. I a-already lost too much blood.”

Guren’s eyes travelled down to your abdomen, where a huge hole resided in your body, your skin and clothes surrounding it covered in the crimson liquid that made his skin crawl.

“Oh, fuck!” He pushed his hand onto the wound to apply pressure, though deep down he knew you were right. You had lost too much blood. It was too late. He came too late. “Don’t die on me! Hold on! Please!” He begged tears slowly forming in his eyes. “I’m so fucking sorry… I didn’t mean— I didn’t mean what I said last night.”

It started to rain.

“Guren.” You said softly.

“I was just trying to stop you from going… I didn’t mean it!” He clenched his teeth and curled his fingers into fists, furious at himself for letting you go like this, and now you would die as a consequence.

“Guren!” It was a little louder, able to stop him from his mindless babbling. You raised your hand with all your strength and held his face. He leaned into your touch.

“I know y-you didn’t mean it. It’s fine… at least I have proved myself worthy of being in the… army.” You whispered, smiling faintly. Suddenly, you started coughing, blood trickling down your chin.

“Don’t talk. Please.” He squeezed the hand that held his face.

“I love you.” You said breathlessly, so soft that it could have been mistaken as a mere breeze.

A smile made it onto your face before you took your last breath, exhaling it. Your eyes lost their colour and discarded any emotion lying within them.

Guren already knew you were gone.

But his foolish hope clung onto him.

He shook you once. Twice. Thrice. Your name left his lips. Tears fell endlessly for his face as he dipped his head, bangs covering his watery eyes. His hand by his face fell, and so did yours, flopping to your side.

Guren has never cried because of a singular soldier's death.

Now he has.

And it was all his fault.

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Where were you? Had someone figured out he was married to you? Did someone kidnap you? Were you being hurt?

The unstoppable Captain known as humanity's strongest was an anxiety-filled mess because his wife, you, was not home. Having you not home sent a dread through Levi that was indescribable. Ever since the two of you met he kept you secret because he had enemies and a lot of them. Some people didn't like Captain Levi of the Scouts, so he kept you secret and you were happy to be that way. Only Erwin, Mike and Hange knew and went to the wedding.

The wedding day was the most perfect moment he'd ever experienced. Levi never believed when he was young he was destined for love and marriage, but you came along and changed everything for him. He fell hard and he fell fast. As soon as he knew he was in love with you, he had to protect you at all costs.

He had bought a home for the two of you near the woods and lake, it was out of the way and safe from any Titans if another wall broke. It was a cosy home and Levi loved to hurry from the base to see you. Almost every night he spent with you wrapped up in your arms.

Tonight you were late and it scared him. It didn't help that his wedding ring was with the jeweller for repairs. So, now he was questioning if you were actually married if you had really met if he had a wife if he found love and if all the sweet loving memories were real. He was beginning to question everything, his memories and his sanity.

He couldn't live without you. He loved you. You were his whole world and the idea of you being gone or not real devastated him. He sobbed your name into his hands as he sat on the sofa.

While Levi cried he missed the sound of a key in the door, then the door slowly opened to reveal a very wet-looking you. You placed your bag down on the counter in the kitchen and began taking your coat off.

You huffed a bit. "My goodness, it is coming down hard out there!" You softly giggled. "Glad to be home here with you. Levi? Do you want stew tonight or something else?"

Levi's world froze at the sound of your voice calling him. He stumbled into the kitchen and saw you pulling on your apron. He called your name as tears ran down his cheeks. "You're home."

You grabbed a few things for dinner. "I am! I'm sorry I'm late but I stopped by the jewellers for your ring and you know what that man's like, he'll talk your ear off." You searched your drenched coat pocket and got out the box with the ring. "All sorted." You turned to Levi and gasped. "Levi! Are you okay?"

Levi tackled you into a tight hug. "You were late!"

You squeezed him. "I'm sorry I was late."

"I thought...I thought..." He pulled back. "You're real, right?"

You nodded and kissed him. "Very real."

"We're married too?"

You giggled. "Super married."

He tapped his forehead against yours. "I knew it. I'm a lucky man." He released a long sigh. "You're mine. My wonderful wife."

You kissed him over and over. "I am." You pulled back and slipped the ring on his finger. "There. A little reminder you are."

"Thank you." He held your hand. "Can I help you cook? I don't want to leave you."

"Of course!"

He called your name. "I love you."

You nuzzled your nose against his. "I love you too."

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"See you later, Eren"

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Had to make a meme to describe me currently

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Original template cr: @mhuyo from Twitter

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The real barbie is Y/n.

Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.

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“x reader is so cringe.” to YOU. im reading this shit and having a ball ‼️

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My copium au where they get to grow up