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I mean...If they let us take our phones to school , I'm fucked.

i remember one time when i was in seventh grade (again) we had a substitute in fourth period science and i was talking to the dude i sat next to and we were talking about fanfictions and i brought up how i once got jumpscared by a random smut chapter and he was like "show me" so i searched it up and while he was reading the chapter the substitute literally appeared behind us. i switched the tab at fucking lightning speed 😭

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Uh....Goosebumps . or maybe Martian(?) . Idk. Either one of these first.

what's the first movie you remember seeing in theaters? don't try and be all edgy and cool and say like tetsuo: the iron man. be honest.

Go!!

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Thelastoneeee

you know we never have seen levi and a cat in the same room before…

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I wasn't the only one I see

There's a hurricane forming off the East coast. They've named it Erin.

RUMBLING RUMBLING IT'S COMING

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I'm here to remind you of our lord and saviour , Eren Jaeger.

the sorta thing that comes to mind when i hear of the jeagerists

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How it feels to be a master manifestor , a Closeted witch and Reality shifter all at the same time :

And yet I still only know so little.

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Unexpected company

You bring a cat to Levi's apartment.

Inspired by @ackerkittyaka-levi bio and my new clingy kitten.

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You tried to keep your grin contained as you stepped into Levi’s apartment, the soft thump of your shoes echoing against spotless floors. In your hands, a small carrier wriggled gently.

Levi was crouched in the corner, meticulously scrubbing a baseboard. He didn’t even glance up at first.

“What now?”

“Guess what I found today?”

His eyes flicked up, and immediately zeroed in on the carrier. Brows furrowed. “What the hell is that?”

“Just look,” you said, crouching to unlatch the door.

"It's a cat!!."

A tiny tabby poked her head out, blinking at him with big green eyes. Her meow was so soft it almost sounded like a question.

Levi’s jaw tightened. “You brought a cat into my apartment?”

“She’s adorable. And friendly. Look at her little face, Levi.”

The cat trotted right up to him like they were long-lost friends, sniffed his boot… and dropped a toy mouse at his feet. Levi just stared at it.

“She uhh.. wants to play with you,” you offered.

“I don’t play with cats.”

But the cat meowed again and headbutted his shin. His hand twitched, and—almost without thinking—he patted her head.

From the moment she arrived, the cat decided Levi was hers. She trailed after him constantly—into the kitchen, the bathroom, even the laundry area. Whenever he paused, a toy appeared at his feet.

“Tch. You’re gonna trip me, hairball,” he muttered. But you noticed he started walking slower, just in case.

A few days later, you had to leave early for work.

“Try not to scare her while I’m gone,” you teased, slipping on your shoes.

“Tch. I’m not the scary one here.”

You were barely out the door before the cat padded into the kitchen, sat down, and stared at him.

“What?” Levi asked flatly.

She blinked. Then she chirped—an actual little brrrp—and trotted off.

For the next half hour, Levi cleaned the counters, washed the mugs, and scrubbed the sink. Every time he moved to a new spot, the cat followed, curling up right where he was about to step.

When he knelt to wipe down a cabinet, she batted at the rag.

“Oi. You’re making this harder.”

She batted it again.

“…Fine.” Levi let her wrestle the rag for a few seconds before reclaiming it.

Later, when he sat for tea, she hopped onto the table (which earned a glare) and pushed her toy mouse toward him.

“I told you—” He stopped mid-sentence, sighing. “You’re not gonna leave me alone, are you?”

The cat pawed the toy again, her tail swishing.

Finally, he tossed her toy mouse across the floor. She chased it like lightning and came trotting back, tail high, dropping it right on his shoe.

“Persistent little brat,” he muttered, tossing it again.

By the sixth round, he wasn’t even pretending to be annoyed.

An hour later, she was draped over his lap while he read, purring so hard the vibration hummed against his arm. He’d barely noticed when he started absentmindedly scratching behind her ears.

You came home a few hours later to find Levi in his chair, the cat curled in his lap like she’d been born there.

“She followed me around all day,” he muttered when he noticed you staring. “It was the only way to shut her up.” But the way his hand was moving slowly over her back told a different story.

And the cat purred louder, proving him a liar.

From then on, she was glued to him. She supervised his cleaning. She sat on the edge of the tub when he washed up. She brought him toys while he worked, sometimes even curling up on the papers he was trying to read.

And sometimes—though he’d never admit it—he talked to her.

“You’re in the way again, fuzzball.”

“Quit lookin’ at me like that, I’m not giving you chicken.”

“…Fine. Just a little.”

"I don't do cats." He said, yet every time you came home, there she was—either perched near him or in his lap, eyes half-closed in contentment.

When you caught him one afternoon dangling her toy mouse on a string, he claimed it was “for exercise.”

Yeah right.

Some nights, you’d wake up to a faint purring, but your half-asleep brain assumed the cat was curled somewhere at the foot of the bed.

Then one morning, you woke to find her nestled right beside Levi’s head on his pillow.

Levi was on his side, one arm curled protectively toward her, eyes still closed. His hair was slightly mussed, the way it only ever got after deep sleep. The cat’s paw was resting against his cheek, and—this part nearly made you choke—he was talking to her.

“…shouldn’t be there,” he mumbled, voice low and gravelly from sleep. “You’re hogging my pillow.”

The cat’s purr grew louder. Levi sighed and pressed his forehead lightly against hers.

“Fine. But you’re lucky you’re warm.”

You bit back a laugh and slipped quietly out of bed, because you knew if he caught you, he’d deny it forever.

One evening, you arrived late and found them both asleep once again. Levi was in his chair, head tilted back slightly, the cat sprawled on his chest with her head tucked under his chin. His hand was resting over her, protective without even thinking about it.

You didn’t move. Didn’t speak. Just watched, because this was Levi Ackerman—the man who didn’t “do pets”—holding one like she was something precious.

His eyes cracked open after a moment.

“Don’t. Say. A. Word,” he mumbled.

The cat gave a sleepy little stretch against him. He didn’t move her.

And you knew—she wasn’t just yours anymore.

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Levi needs a cat

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i’m curious to know, what year is in your drs ??

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He looks so cuteeeeee gahhh

Still summer

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canon . me is isayama.

ok but has anyone considered. armin x annie x bertholdt polycule

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I like how in most Cases the reader is very sad and innocent when Sukuna kills people who treat her like absolute shit........

I wouldn't care. I like men who are passionate about their women's wellbeing. like i'll give him a list of the people who disrespected me. Why not. Fight me.

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I feel like jean would hate mint chocolate. Idk. And that eren would love it / be okay with it. (mostly to annoy jean)

I want to know your headcanons ...

... about which random foods the AoT characters hate or love. Think those kinds of foods that when you taste or smell them, you feel like you're having an out of body experience because your soul is so happy ... or conversely, like you could just melt into a puddle because of how disgusted you are.

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It's timeeeeeee ✨✨✨✨

I am going to eat this entire candy cane.

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I was lyin. I actually want them as my s/o. Yeah. I accept the fact that i'm bi.

I want Hange As my bestie. They'd be so nice and supportive and energetic (my fav type of people obviously). And They'd have the best "did you know"s. Plus I'll tell them a lotta facts. They'd be the best when it comes to gossip . Idc. fight me.

JUST GIMME A HANGE ZOË. DAMN.

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Someone SOMEONE NEEEEDSSSSSS to make a Sukuna x reader where Reader is a badass witch that sukuna saved (took away from a village that was going to kill her) and they both burn the world. Because that's couple goals . Idc.

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Ctto lol

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Aww hell nah bro. Not fair. I wanna be so many inanimate objects now

🙃😼