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[okay-j-hannah]

Hii hannah! I'm bout three months late because i had exams going on, well, I still have exams going on but I decided to not procrastinate and just write this.

Thank you so so much for writing my tenth doctor and rory requests. you don't know how much it means that you took time out of your life to write my requests. when I first started watching Doctor who, barely a season in, i stumbled upon your blog and read your dying girl story, i didn't even know anything properly bout doctor's character or other companions but your fic though! it captured doctor's character so well! It was in May I read it and started watching the show and I now always connect that time with doctor who and you and your fics haha. 

 I got so obsessed that I made this dying girl reader universe in my head with headcanons and stuff and started associating songs to the reader and fic ; i know they are like kinda popular cliche songs but snowman by sia and never be the same by camila cabelo really reminds me of the amy and rorys wedding scene with reader and doctor dancing (was it real or I made that up in my head?) and memory of reader practising mind reading thing and seeing memories of Doctor and she's like who's this beautiful person in his memories and doctor is like that's you love <3 moonlight serenade, spring waltz, we'll meet again, moon river, across the universe are some other songs I associate with them,, you didn't even ask for playlist but here I'm sharing it just because lmao 

and then you wrote my ten request and added it dying girl universe, when I tell you actually started screaming from excitement when I saw it! I really wasn't expecting it, i was so so happy! And Idk why but I just feel so honoured that my request was added into the "official" dying girl universe masterlist! and the rory fic too, it was so sweet! you wrote it exactly as what I had in my mind when I sent you request, tysm for that! 

Ngl I always checked your page once in a while when you were on break because I just looked forward to your writing so much and in January, around my birthday, found out you were active again and posted my requests and gotta say, best birthday gift even if it technically wasn't lol. I wonder if you've finished twelve's episodes, you mentioned how it is hard to "let go" of a doctor and I completely agree,  I finishesed twelfth doctors episodes in December and God was it hard to say goodbye to him, I know I can rewatch but it won't be like first time :'( you know, the "i love my current doctor so much" feeling?

I've started thirteen but it doesn't feel the same, especially without murray gold's music and well, moffat and rtd. so glad that rtd is coming back for new seasons though!

Oh and have you read love is a choice fic on tumblr? it's a mostly eleven but also kinda thirteen x reader multiple parts series and tbh, one of the only fic that made me laugh and cry like dying girl series did. if you haven't i hope you check it out, it's a great read!

Kinda unrelated but can I just say ty to that person who sent you ask related to will turner, i recently watched one of the potc movie for the first time because i thought the will turner guy looked cute from the ask and now ive fallen down a rabbit hole lol I finished your will turner fics and now im searching up tumblr for more will turner x reader, it seems he's my new hyperfixation 😭 anyways ty again to that person and you ofc for the fics, and this is not a official request(it could be ig) but I hope you write second part to the merchant/pirate will fic!

And I've sent you two requests this time too, hope you'll like them enough to write it! I know I've said it lot in this single ask but Again thank you so much for everything and it's great to have you back on here and I hope you enjoyed your break, remember to take them again if you need to <333

My darling, my dearest, my love, you're making my heart so so happy!

I love that you took off with the Dying Girl universe because honestly that's what it became for me while I was writing it. It became so big I knew I could write so much about what happens in between the parts, and your request fit perfectly there.

Thank you for the playlist 😂 it does kind of bring the characters more to life when you associate them with things like songs. And you definitely didn't make up the wedding dancing scene, that happened in Part 6: The Lost Shoes!

I totally understand finding yourself fully immersed in a story, even if it is fanfiction. When that happens to me I just write and post it on here 😅 That's happened with the Dying Girl and the episodic series I started for the Eleventh Doctor and the Samwise Gamgee series and this Mandalorian one I'm starting.

My brain is hardwired to come up with these random tangents to canon stories, and they end up becoming these elaborate fanfictions.

I'm so glad you liked your requested fics! I had a lot of fun writing them. The Domestic fic was so fun to get back into the Dying Girl universe. I wouldn't mind writing more about their in between adventures. Happy belated birthday!

I have not finished twelves episodes - I'm still on his last season. Just like I wrote on our last conversation, I'm terrified of how sad I'll feel when he leaves because ten and eleven were real heartbreakers. I agree, I love him, and I'm so excited you requested something for him.

And I'm also so stoked for the new seasons with RTD and the 60th specials with ✨David Tennant✨ I'll have to finish twelve and thirteen before that comes out at the end of this year.

I haven't read "Love is a Choice" but I immediately looked it up and added it to my likes, so perhaps it'll be the fanfics I read when I try to sleep tonight lol

And I'm sorry... you hadn't seen any of the Pirates of the Caribbean!? I've been watching those movies since I was like seven! It's such a great fandom and Jack Sparrow is such a mood and Will Turner is such a dreamboat.

I'm almost honored that my blog prompted you to watch such an excellent franchise. I also hyperfixate on new characters and fandoms I love. I do have one request in my inbox for Will Turner and I've gotten multiple messages to write a part 2 for A Merchant Sailor, so perhaps when I finish this batch of requests I'll add it to the list.

So do expect more Will Turner fics to come 😘

I love that we have this little pen pal relationship where we just write each other letters 😂 It's honestly really good to hear from you, mysterious anon. I'm happy to have you as a reader and fandom friend.

Thank you for reaching out! I definitely love your requests! It'll just take me a while to get to all of them with my busy schedule, but I will write them in due course.

Have a lovely night and a good morning!

Prologue: The Dying Girl

Part 1: The Sun God

Part 2: The Tonic 

Part 3: The Ending Song

Domestic: The Doctor returns to spend a few ‘human’ days with you {Set during Part 3}

Part 4: The Dream 

Part 5: The Regeneration

Part 6: The Lost Shoes

Epilogue: The Vanishing Act

Finale: All Of Time And Space

A Merchant Sailor: Pretending to be a merchant, you befriend Will Turner as you keep your pirating a secret, until your brother forces you to reveal the truth

Blacksmith’s Hands: While visiting Tortuga, you find yourself injured and in the capable hands of a shy Will Turner

Lovey Dovey: Jack has never been overjoyed at the thought of you and your boyfriend - especially when you’re kissing on his ship

Sea Salt: On a mission to get you back, more might happen between you two than expected

[scoopsgf]

I loved the new chapter of RA!! I can’t wait for Jess and Rory in stars hollow and everything that’s going to come!

omg YAY i am so glad!!! tysm for reading bby <333

[witchbugs]

yooo thanks for 300 followers!

[yukikorogashi]

don bluth animation starters! (part one.)

@gatheredchaos​​​​​​​​ said: ❝ i want to get out of here. ❞ - baldur, possibly based off the old thread we had?

   AND YET PITY IGNITES ITSELF within sunken brown depths, despite it all. Deep fatigue having long since set itself within her very body. She would barely even wonder over how she could still move, as she slowly brought herself back onto her own two feet. Having cried herself HOARSE, at all that was lost. As those tears would allow themselves to be shed, and sink into the now charred soil itself. 

   Having since come to terms with the fact that he would NOT be the ANSWER TO HER PRAYERS. Itsuki would manage a puzzled gaze up towards dark grey skies themselves, wondering if SHE was bearing witness to all of this. Whether her GODDESS would in time explain to her of this rather odd turn of events. Surely, there had to be a reason for one such as him to appear before her, right? For such a strange man to turn up, during what Itsuki felt would be their DARKEST HOUR.

   KNEE-DEEP IN TRAGEDY, the only thing to do however from this point-- was to try again. And build it all back up, so long as she still had her own two hands to do so. Grasping onto whatever remaining energy that she still had left. She could still crawl, she could still move... and that was what she needed to remind herself then. As she would continue to quietly mourn over what she and her people have lost on this very day.

   Eventually returning her attention back to this strange man in question. This man... who most certainly did not belong here, nor up there. It was with an almost croaky little voice that she would manage:

   “But... ain’t cha a GOD yerself, bro? Why can’t ya jus’ leave on yer own?”

[dragonofdojima]

@gatheredchaos​ asked: "The hell's that look for?" - from Michael

   A PERPETUAL FROWN would barely manage to ease itself into brief puzzlement-- before the realisation itself strikes him. As Kiryu would look between the man reflected in his front view mirror and back to the road ahead, it would appear that the other had mistaken his innocent glance for the STINK EYE itself. 

   It was an issue that had not only been brought up by his own colleagues, as of late. But by many others in the past. Both friends... and family, alike. It was one of the many factors that had certainly brought about the NUMBER OF FIGHTS that he had been dragged into, over these past years. One of many things that would still anchor him to his very past, no matter how hard he would try to leave it behind. And while Kiryu was a man that would allow others to figure out for themselves just who he truly was behind that seemingly FRIGHTENING VISAGE, even he had to admit that this could get tiresome at times.

   Especially now with his present occupation, Kiryu couldn’t exactly afford upsetting paying customers. While there was some good that came about BEATING DOWN ILL-MANNERED SCUM that needed to be taught a lesson, Kiryu never truly had the desire to start unnecessary bouts. Not unless there was a good enough reason for him to RAISE HIS FISTS UP against them. Be it to protect the innocent, or to put their corrupted practices down for good. But again, this was most definitely not one of those times.

   And seeing as this was nothing more than a misunderstanding, it was at one stoplight where Kiryu would begin to offer his sincere apologies to his passenger.

   “... I apologise, sir.” His heavy accent was evident, especially in his attempts to clearly enunciate each English word then, “I have always been told... that I do look rather intimidating. But it was not my intention, and I apologise for the misunderstanding.”

[kismetwright]

He was trying to be subtle. Really. Arthur sat back on the bedroll he had placed, journal open. It had started as an entry, but had evolved into an accompanying sketch as Kassandra poked at the fire, both waiting for some coffee to brew, the evening light framing her fading away into the orange glow of the fire as darkness settled. He kept glancing up, then back to the page to put the sight onto paper, repeating the process until he glanced up and met the look she threw him over her shoulder.

   IT WAS QUIET, save for the sound of the crackling fire itself. Rarely found peace to which the two of them were more than willing to embrace, while they still could. Faded stars already beginning to cascade across the skies themselves, these experienced wanderers knew that it was only best to set up camp before anything else. As she awaited the eventual arrival of the night orchestra itself, even their trusted steads have since simmered themselves down by the trees nearby. Kassandra’s own attention would mainly fall upon the fire itself, prodding it ever so often with a long branch in hand to keep it going.

   The aroma of the brewing coffee itself would further add to the comforting warmth. Before she would announce that it was ready– she would find herself pausing. Her gaze silently raising, and her head barely turning. She would peer towards her companion from the corner of her very eyes. While knowing that he had been busying himself away in his little journal– Kassandra however had not expected this.

   GAIETY TWINKLING in her very eyes, SUBTLETY was not this man’s strong suit. Not that she could blame him, however. As he was apparently so absorbed in what he was doing then. A quiet little passion and a TALENT that would prove itself to be one of many surprises when pertaining to this very man. During this peace, so does he so deeply immerse himself in the quiet. And appreciate it in ways that would cause her to quietly admire in return.

   “… What are you doing?” She would find herself lightly teasing. Feigning her surprise as both brows would raise themselves up at him, before one would then lower itself back in an expressively comical manner. Kassandra often found it hard in maintaining an impassive demeanor around him. All the more so, when he appeared like he was an ANTELOPE THAT HAD GOTTEN IN A CARRIAGE’S WAY, right then. 

   Presenting a playful cant of her head, her growing smile glowed in a way that not even the night itself could overshadow. Shoulders shrugging, as she would sit herself back, before raising a single leg ever so slightly up into the air. With that heavy leather skirt still concealing them away with a triangle of cowhide,with her very hands resting itself upon her knees to complete the quiant pose, “Mister Morgan… If you had wanted to draw me– all you had to do was ask.”

@matteredloyalty 💓💗💕

[ackerfics]

Heyy rory!! Can I request a Levi x Reader for me please? Canon setting btw. So reader is getting uncomfortable with this one soldier who keeps on pestering them with inappropriate comments and Levi notices and deals with them?? And then the rest is fluff between reader and levi?? Yea i’ll leave that portion to u. :3 i’ve been recently experiencing sickening stuff so I thought that I would head over to a writer to deliver some fluff for me, so that’s it! Tysm and love your works <3 Stay Safe!

if i had to give you a name, it would be 'my hero' — levi ackerman

— levi ackerman x female reader (canonverse)

— warnings: harassment, men being disgusting pigs (never levi tho), one-sided pining

— summary: levi comes into terms with his feelings with some flowers after accompanying you on your day off, and after warding off a soldier ruining your day.

— word count: 3.2k

— notes: i hope this still makes you feel better, anon !! i'm so sorry for replying to this late but here it is !! i hope you're doing alright there. always make sure to give some time to yourself (self-care is important!!) and always remember that i'm here to shoo that negativity away from you (negativity begone!). thank you for loving my works and may your day be as amazing and sweet as you are !! <333

reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

One of the most blissful moments you ever looked forward to was knowing you have nothing in your schedule for one day.

The feeling of strolling through town would instantly put a smile on your face. The very thought of wearing one of the unused dresses that were pushed to the back of your closet and letting yourself pretend that you were never a scout with your life on the line — fills your stomach with butterflies. The sense of normalcy was always something that got you in a jovial mood, one that even some of the cadets notice the moment you entered the Mess Hall, with the pretty dress you don and the giddy smile pulling on your lips turning heads as you pass by. And what better way to spend this day than with one of your close friends, being the person sipping on a cup of his daily dose of black tea across from you — stopping for a moment when he noticed that you were already grinning at him. Not to mention that this friend of yours held some feelings that friends weren’t supposed to have for one another, all obvious in the flush of heat spreading over his face as he roamed his eyes over your dolled-up figure.

It wasn’t a surprise that you were considered as one of the more eye-appealing higher-ups in the Survey Corps — Levi already knowing that fact. You were always a participant in the galas thrown in the Inner Walls of Sina alongside Erwin, catching some aristocratic eyes with your looks and crafted words. Your beauty was known even in the noble circle that they seek you out whenever the Survey Corps attended their parties to find sponsors. He even heard some whispers from the cadets about how fit you look while training some of them. It took everything in Levi not to make himself known to those teenagers, giving them an impulsive decision of cleaning the entirety of the base. He chose to brush them off. But now, the whispers of admiration covered the Mess Hall because of your rare outfit. Even though it reached the middle of your calves and covered your entire arms, the bodice accentuated your figure, even more, making Levi blink for a few moments.

You’re a sight — a storybook fairy emerging from the woodlands.

“Good morning, Levi,” you greeted him before picking on your breakfast. “Are you ready for our stroll in town?”

Levi hummed. “Yeah. I need more tea.”

“I hear the tea shop has new blends delivered today. We’ll check it out later.”

He nodded, occasionally glancing at you for the duration of breakfast.

When you two finished your meals, Levi waited for you at the opened double doors of the huge chamber, eyes never looking away as you tell your squad members that you’ll be back at the end of the day. With a final wave goodbye at the cadets under your supervision, you walked beside Levi to the barracks.

There were no signs of an incoming downpour, the skies azure enough to aid you in your little adventure finding new novels in the bookstore. It has been long overdue — finding a good book to indulge yourself in after a stressful day of hunching over paperwork. There was this book that Armin suggested to you one time during training and the image of you picking up that novel pulled your lips in an excited smile. Books weren’t the only thing in your mind, you were also thinking of picking up sweets for Hange since they have been craving the sugar cookies you brought last time. Your eagerness to be surrounded by different stores reached Levi, his small smile joining yours as you two rode in the direction of the town.

If there was one thing that you hated, it was being stopped while you were walking with a destination in mind. Especially if that person never made it into your good graces.

It wasn’t even thirty minutes in your time around town and somebody already ruined it with their cocky smirk and pompous gait. What’s worse was that Levi mentioned searching for the cleaning products he needed before telling you that you two should separate for a moment. You were just about to make your way to the bakery, the home of the decadent sugar cookies, when someone from the military stopped you in your tracks. You looked up at the towering man and your eyes immediately zoned on the insignia stamped on their left chest pocket. Fucking unicorns, according to Levi’s words. Just your luck, the Military Police were the last people you needed to see on this day off. You shift your attention to some of the vendors shouting their products, uneasiness creeping through every fiber of your body.

“Well, if it isn’t the pretty Section Commander from the Survey Corps,” the soldier all but grinned in that haughty way some of the Military Police seemed to carry. “It’s been a while since I last saw you. Was it last month when the Survey Corps once again played beggar in the Inner Walls? Pity how such a fair maiden like you,” he reached out a hand to brush against your face but you took a step back the moment you saw it, “belongs to a group of reckless individuals who screams about saving humanity by being eaten. Why don’t you quit and be a loyal housewife instead? You seem to fit the description with that attire.”

“That group of reckless individuals you mentioned was the reason why you even have the faintest clues of the monsters lurking outside our Walls right now. When Wall Maria and Rose fell, who was it that helped the Garrison kill all those Titans who managed to weasel their way in our territory? While you lot were helping yourselves to a life of privilege, we are planning on reclaiming Wall Maria and expanding our lands.” You were seeing red, hands bunching your skirts as you enunciated every word. But the man continued to laugh disdainfully at your pitiful attempt to shove him out of your way. The soldier walked closer to you until you were pressed on the wall of one of the shops. “W-What are you doing? Move aside!”

He laughed maniacally at the sight of you pushing his chest. He didn’t pay any heed to your struggle, opting to trail his fingers on the side of your face. You recoiled at this slimy touch, which made the unnamed soldier cackle even more. “It’s so amazing that one of the soldiers boasted by the Survey Corps can be reduced to this. Come on, sweetheart, you’re not wearing your uniform so spend the day with me.”

“Get away from me,” you fought back.

He wrapped his hand around your upper arm in a tight grip. “Stop struggling, sweetheart. I promise you’ll have a good time with me.”

“I swear to God if you don’t let me go,” you hissed at him, wrapping his wrist in the same tight grip he had on you. “I’m pretty sure Dok wouldn’t like hearing one of his soldiers harassing a higher-up in the Survey Corps. So, stand down, soldier, if you value your position in your brigade more than your life.”

“You look so cute saying that remark. Makes me want to—”

The soldier was immediately cut off when somebody pulled on his collar and pressed his entire face on the wall beside you. A livid Levi continued pushing the man to the wall until continuous grunts of pain came from the soldier. You took him in with wide eyes since it looked like he was contemplating beating the man to a pulp. You noticed the bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums and forget-me-nots in his grip and how they contrasted with the hard glare he was sporting at the moment. It suited his beauty but the murderous look on his face could wither the flowers on the spot if you don’t have plans on stepping in. You roam your eyes over his body and you noticed that there were no signs of the cleaning products he mentioned before you separated.

The whole time you were staring at your friend, Levi was murmuring threats in the soldier’s ears.

“She clearly said to let her go, you bastard,” Levi drawled, pushing the man to the wall harder at every word. “How many of those do you need to leave her alone? Fucking idiots like you are the hard ones to deal with. Do you need a beating to get it to your head that she doesn’t like your company? You even stopped her when she’s going to the bakery, you fucker.” He didn’t pay any attention to the whimpers, yes, whimpers, coming out of the man’s mouth. While his right hand twisted the soldier’s arm until they hurt, the flowers were still carried with care Levi’s other hand. “Next time, if you think of hitting on any other woman again like a desperate piece of shit, I’ll make sure to have Erwin tell Nile Dok that you unicorn pieces of shit couldn’t afford to stay in line, much less be the soldiers you signed up to be.”

“Ackerman,” the soldier squeaked, body trembling as he looked between you and the shorter man behind him. “I didn’t know you’re with the Section Commander.”

“I’m always with her and I can’t have you ruining her day off.”

“Levi, I think it’s more fitting if you let him go,” you calmly reminded him, putting a gentle hand on his flexing arm. “We can’t risk him sputtering to the other Military Police about how he got manhandled by you.” You turned to the soldier, who was breathing heavily in fright. “It’s so amazing that one of the soldiers protected by the Military Police can be reduced to this pathetic mess.” You looped your arm with Levi and pulled him away from the soldier. Surprisingly, he relented but not before directing a glare at the soldier that fixed the latter in his place. “Let’s go, Levi.”

The smell of pastries welcomed you as you and Levi finally stepped inside the bakery. Cakes of different glazes and fruit toppings caught your attention on the display counter. Before you could make your way to get some slices for your midnight snack later, Levi cleared his throat. You turned around and you got nearly smacked in the face by the bouquet he was carrying earlier. Peering at him from above the flowers, you detect a faint pink shade on the apples of his cheeks.

“For you,” he simply told you.

“Oh, thank you,” you replied, still bewildered that Levi bought you some flowers. You carefully lift them to your nose with a smile. The fresh scent of the flowers he picked intermingled with one another. “They’re lovely, Levi. Why chrysanthemums though?”

A more prominent blush was only your answer. Levi looked at anywhere but you as he walked to the counter of the bakery, some of the patrons giving him a second look while he passed by. Even though he wasn’t dressed in his Scouts uniform, he can still catch someone’s attention. You admired him as if it was second nature to you, only catching yourself doing so when his silver stare met with your spacey ones. A wave of heat covered your face as you walked towards him, avoiding his inquisitive eyes.

The person at the counter finally received your order of two packs of sugar cookies and a box of various slices before you suggested to Levi that sitting at one of the tables would be perfect for your wait. The two of you chose a booth that was situated right by the window, the two chairs facing each other with a dainty table separating them. While you were making yourself comfortable on your seat, Levi positioned his chair so that it will be adjacent to yours instead of being across from you. You only noticed it when you looked up from putting the bouquet on your lap, Levi’s expressionless face closer to yours. You felt his fingers drifting right by your ear. Your eyes were wide as you watched him gently tucking a lock of hair behind your ear. The small brush of contact went straight to your heart. Levi’s touch was so delicate that you almost thought you could see how his eyes softened underneath the halo of sunlight coming from the window. These small actions he did around you were so subtle that you completely overlook them, especially if there were a crowd of people surrounding you.

But now, it’s just the two of you inside this little corner of the bakery. Your sights were only set on him, nobody else.

“There, I can see your face even better,” Levi murmured as if his words were intended for your ears only. “Tch, you didn’t pin your hair this time and you were looking down most of the time today.”

You took a lock of hair and examined it, a pretty smile lighting up your face. “Really? I thought it’ll be nice not to pin my hair for the day.”

Levi stared at you, eternity washing over the two of you for just a moment. The eye contact broke when the person from the counter placed your sugary treats on your table with a large smile, thanking you for your patronage. As much as you wanted to stay within the warm walls of the bakery, you still had so much to do since having days off were pretty much rare even in the Survey Corps. The chatters of the marketplace once again flitted through your ears as you and Levi went out of the establishment. There were a few things you wanted to buy but you still turned to Levi before going off to your next destination.

“You want to go get some tea, right? Let’s go there next.”

Wordlessly nodding at your suggestion, Levi followed you through the throng of people filing around the town. When you were becoming out of his sight, he hastened his pace and tugged at the back of your dress. He leaned a little to press his lips against your ear. “Slow down now, will you?” It made your heart rate pick up. Levi noticed how every action of his made you flustered and it flared the spark of hope inside his chest out of his control. From the flowers, he hoped you’d notice his little advances during this day. He stopped tugging on the fabric of your dress, wrapping his arm around your waist until his hand rested on your hip. It felt so right that Levi kept the proximity the duration of your walk to the teashop.

The small bell ringing upon your arrival alerted the shop owner, their eyes visibly brightening at the sight of the two important people in the Survey Corps.

“Mr. Ackerman! Ms. [Last Name]! Welcome, welcome,” they greeted with a huge smile. “We have a new batch of tea blends that I know would suit both of your tastes. Ms. [Last Name], I remember your inquiry of some flower and fruit teas and it’s just your luck that there’s still some left today!”

You nodded; a kind grin painted on your lips. The teashop owner has always been a pure soul that had the same air as the baker you just visited. You walked to the counter, peering down at the small bags of tea placed by the shop owner. There were a series of scents that you only envisioned in orchards and flower meadows. What caught your eye was the butterfly pea flower tea. You could only imagine what color they hold once brewed and enjoyed in a small cup. With your decision, you looked up at the shop owner. “I’ll have this butterfly pea flower tea and the raspberry hibiscus one.”

“Excellent choice, miss! They just arrived and I can guarantee they taste the way you like them. What about you, Mr. Ackerman?”

You turned to Levi who was also eyeing the small bag of dried pink petals, eyes flickering between the dried petals and you. He straightened, hand snug in the pocket of his jacket. “Just my usual black tea and some chamomile, too.”

“I’ll pack them right away, then.”

He nodded. He watched as you walked away and examined some tea blends displayed around the shop, picking up a box of herbal tea along the way. His stormy eyes followed you, occasionally glancing at the dried petals he was interested in earlier. “Actually, can you also pack some of these pink petals?” His question caught your attention but he didn’t meet your curious eyes. Sure, he was not one to try anything other than his usual favored teas but your sparkling eyes while staring at the rare blends pierced his heart.

“Sure, Mr. Ackerman!”

He wanted to try these new teas with you later.

The day was coming to an end and the sound of children laughing along the streets gradually silenced as the town prepared for another bustling night. Your hands were full with the bags of books and produce that you sometimes stock whenever you want to use the kitchens for a special meal late at night. (It was a good thing that the cook allowed you to place your bought vegetables and eggs there, who knows what might happen if you let your groceries rot inside your quarters.) The walk back to your horses painted the atmosphere into something soothing — you walking ahead of Levi and the onyx-haired man longingly trailing his eyes over your back.

Orange and carnation hues washed over your figure. It illuminated your hair and your skin, making you ethereal in Levi’s eyes. Your dress was billowing against the breeze, brushing through your locks. You were so elegant for Levi, even the way you fly around in your ODM gear or how you execute your hand-to-hand combat skills. Everything you do is like a craft made by a dancer and the entire world was your stage. Levi was just one of the admirers among the audience. Years of pining was one of the many reasons why you’re shining in front of Levi right now.

“You want to know why I picked those specific flowers?”

He didn’t wait for any sign from you that you heard him.

“The florist asked me if I have someone in mind and I unconsciously answered ‘yes’.” Levi lowered his gaze to the flowers tucked in your arms. “They picked those out for me because they said the flowers are perfect for what I felt.” Your irises glinted from the sunset and suddenly Levi’s thoughts vanished. “I know this world of ours isn’t suited for romance but I just want to let you know that I have always been a secret admirer of yours.

“You don’t have to be obligated in reciprocating my feelings.

“Just remember that you already became the owner of my heart.

“Please don’t forget about me.”

God, you look so beautiful with that smile. “Your feelings reached me, Levi.”

Their story was just beginning and that was their prologue.

[fairy2core]

welcome rory! how are you?*˙︶˙*)ﾉ

can i request for kaoru with a s/o that likes to sleep next to him? ww tysm and rest!(*´︶`*)ﾉﾞ☆

hii minnie i’m good how are u ? <333 i hope this is to ur liking ahh and tysm!!!

♡ kaoru with a s/o that likes to sleep next to him

kaoru just finds you so adorable, everything you do just fills him with so much joy, he’s so in love with you

so imagine the look on his face when you confessed to him that you exceptionally enjoyed sleeping next to him, how you went on about how comforting it was to just fall asleep in his arms

congrats you have flustered the kaoru hakaze!!!

kaoru being kaoru aka the very clingy boyfriend he is will make sure to exploit it, always making up excuses to get extra cuddles \(//∇//)\

absolutely loves napping with you, holding you close, laying his head on ur chest and listening to your heartbeat, your relaxed expression as you sleep never fails to make him sleepy himself

kaoru is also very doting with you, always asking you if you’re comfortable in this sleeping position, if you want an extra blanket etc he’s just so sweet (^_^*)

kaoru loves sleeping with you as much as you love sleeping with him so it’s a win win for both sides

[literatikoo]

you. are. my. favorite. person.

there, I said it.

yes, this is about the jess x rory / anne × gilbert post

jsdksdhujskoapwkejjaoao AHHH TYSM honestly i hadn't even thought of this parallel until i rewatched the last episode of awae yesterday and had a huge feeling of deja vu when i saw that scene.

i do plan on adding more to the post hehe on my quest for literati/shirbert parallels yesterday i found a lot more, so look forward to it!! <333

[yourlocalsewerdragon]

FOR THE TAG THING I THINK IT WAS AFTER THE LAST BAKUTEN EP CAME OUT AND I WAS CRYING ABOUT IT ALL OVER MY BLOG AND TJE NEXT DAY I HIT THE POST LIMIT and mostly rory and marce and maiya had to deal w my asks BUT I SENT U LIKE TWO? I THINK? YEAH and you said bestie im going to make so much fun of you for this.

mmmm and then time proceeded and i saw people making fun of u because u hit the limit and i thought ooo fun so i spammed u and mmmm id say it was mostly because u had had this affectionately exasperated air around you that was just v endearing to me and yea :D

BESTIE TYSM JSGSBDHGS "Affectionately exasperated air" I LOVE THAT <333 JSGSBDHDG

[bjorksgf]

HAPPY B-DAY MENTALLY I AM GIVING U A LONG HUG AND A KISS ON THE CHEEK <333

RORY TYSM <33