#knight hange zoe

[levi501ackerman]

Knight Hange commissioned by @kylekoraki

Kyle puts SO MUCH detail into their art and makes the best Hange fanart!! They brought Knight Hange to life for my fan fic steel heart!♥️😍🫦🫶🏻

[levi501ackerman]

They're making Knight Hange come to life for me! Their so talented!!

hiiii I'd like to open commission for the first time!

If you are interested, my DMs are always open! ❤️ Also sharing is very appreciated!!

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[landograndprix]

Im gonna be probably the only one that’s not on anyone’s side other than Zoe. Y/n suspects that charles is cheating because he isn’t intimate and neglecting y/n and Zoe, while this is very shitty behavior some men or women do act this way when they become so tunnel visioned with their work it doesn’t mean they are cheating. Y/n had no evidence of cheating only a suspicion and she’s already cheating on charles that’s 100% happening. Manon is mad because she has given advice and help to y/n for her relationship and y/n is throwing that advice down the toilet, it gets frustrating when you have to repeatedly give the same advice and tips and they don’t listen and complain that their life sucks. Maybe Charles is cheating maybe he isn’t y/n can’t be saying that Charles sucks and doesn’t care for their relationship when she’s cheating as well. The real victim here is Zoe she’s a baby and her family is being torn apart while yes Lando is comforting y/n this is crossing the line of being appropriate and he isn’t innocent he know she’s having issues with Charles is being her knight in shining armor.

Hard agree on all of these, however I do think y/n has enough reasons to assume he's cheating and especially with Noelle practically forcing her to break up with charles with her 'if that was my man i would've sucked anothers man dick already' mindset, manon being sus of noelle, fans being sus about Charles and especially after him ignoring all her questions and if he just answered why he was talking to Noelle. My girl knows she's wrong for doing what she did but y'know what, if your man wants to start a family (when you yourself were happy to wait for another few years) which doesnt turn out to be easy, you've gone trough hell and back with doctors and all that, physically and mentally taking hit after hit and then for said man to basically dip every other week to 'work' in maranello or to hang out with joris and other friends and then for a British bloke to come and say the right things, girl I think I would end up doing the same, and I'm not talking her behaviour right but my girl didn't know her worth until lando showed up and yeah, not the right thing for him to do either but he was going through relationship problems as well when it started 😭

And it's not like she's jumping straight into a relationship with lando, I think she's smart enough to figure out hers a d zoë her life first! ☺

[astrostar77]

A happily ever after Levihan AU , similar to the webtoon , which I recommend! But of course with my own twist ! Enjoy!

After a lot of criticism towards the Emperor, Erwin Smith, from the high-ranking nobles, Erwin had no other choice than to relocate the captain of the imperial army, his only trusted soldier, Levi Ackerman. Erwin wouldn't let any rumors create any negative image of him, not after so many years of fighting for the spot of emperor and marrying the princess of another empire, Marie. The only way to placate the growing rumors was to send Levi away from him, and the perfect place was to the North of his empire. Levi Ackerman was against this, trusting no one to protect his Emperor, but alas, after some convincing, he was on his way with some of his loyal soldiers.

No one could prepare Sir Levi on how his life would turn around, for the better or for the worse. His life would flip around by none other than the duchess of the North, Hange Zoe.

Hange's palace was huge, warm and cozy. Levi's first impression of Hange was that she was loud and full of energy, something that he wasn't fond of.

The palace on which Levi would stay with his soldiers undefenetly, was crumbling down. This wasn't a place that any person could live in, not with the temperatures dropping, the cold seeping into the bones. He cursed under his breath, knowing that this was the first sign that coming to the north was the wrong decision.

But, like a knight in shining armor, Hange Zoe came to their rescue, offering them to stay at her palace. Mikasa, Connie and Sasha, Petra, Oluo, Eld, Gunther, his soldiers had excitedly agree to go. Yet, Levi declined and Hange insisted, stating that no one in her territory would be left at their own mercy.

Hange's palace was huge, warm and cozy. It was already early into the morning, so hange told them to all rest. Before Levi could leave to his chambers, hange stopped him and whispered to him "We will talk tomorrow Sir Ackerman".

In the warm of his room and bedsheets, Levi wished he could be back to his king's side, where he belongs, and where his heart stayed. As the a new day came, Levi and his soldiers found themselves sititng in the a dining table that seemed to have no end as it was able to fit his soldiers as well as Hange's people. At the beginning of their breakfast, it had been more than awkard for for them all, but, with Hange's outgoing personality and Sasha's eating habits the dining hall had become noisy. Hange had presented some of her soldiers, among them some young boys named Eren, Armin and Jean as well as Keiji, Abel and Nifa.From what he could see, they were all good people. As the food was cleared from the table, Hange told Levi they had to talk, excusing themselves they left to her office. Hanhe was nervous, looking everywhere and anywhere asking insipid questions to levi. "Spit it out already, you're just making this longer, " his face forming into his typical scowl. "Please marry me Levi" He was shocked, he stood up and walked to the door. " No, wait! Sir Ackerman, I'm sorry, I was nervous and I just.. I, ugh, let me explain please, dont leave." Levi weighted his choices, but decided to stay and hear her, so he took a seat once again. " As you know, as a duchess I need a heir, not only that, I need a partner, someone that will help me rule and guide my territory. I dont see the neccesity of marrying, but my people as well as the higher nobles are pressuring me into finding someone. To be honest, I havent found anyone willing to marry me, since I'm not your typical noble lady. I go out and protect everyone from those monsters living on the border, thats my duty as a leader. When I heard you were coming to the North, I thought that you could be a good match for me, so with that, would you like to marry me?" To add a little more bedazzled, Hange flutter her eyes, trying to seem , adorable? That didn't work out since Levi scowl became darker. " No." That was Levi's only response. " What would take for you to accept? Money? Land? I could give anything you long for." "There's nothing that I want." or at least, hes not here with me, Levi thought. " Please Sir Ackerman, think about it. It could be beneficial for you and I! I could continue taking care of my people peaceful and you, well... maybe this could dicissipate the rumors that surround you." "Are you fucking blackmailing me?"Levi said, almost screaming. " Of course not! I dont care about that, nor your personal life. I'm sorry, I didnt take into consideration how you might be feel about all that." Hange seemed apolegic. " Just think about, please just give me 200 days! Let me show you that this relationship can work, let me convince you to marry me. However, if by the end of those 200 days, you decide to decline, I will not bother you anymore. Can you do that for me, Sir. Ackerman?" The look on Hange's was sincere, honest and pleading. Levi really thought about it, his first response was being a complete no. Yet, if he thought about it, Hange was right. This arrangement could help the rumors calm down, and thus allow him to go back. Not only that, he was 100% sure that at the end of those 200 days, he won't accept. Looking around the messy, filthy office, Levi would never be compatible with someone as messy, loud, annoying as Hange was. " You got yourself a deal four eyes."

Hi everyone, I'm back with my obsession with Levihan, I have developed another obsession for gonana, but that's besides the point. I have had this idea for months already and I finally got to write part 1 out of 3 (I think) obviously this is not a complete story, but more like a summary of an idea that I have! I hope you enjoy and see you in the next part!

[quillsandblades]

I love thisss!!

Reminds me of the time when my brother and i used to play at swordfighting with sticks, oh the good old days

Hii! If you're taking prompts then can you plz do some levihan on this:

'I've been born in the wrong timeline and the wrong gender!'

'And you realized that after sixteen years?'

hello! you're the first anon i don't feel i have to apologize to for taking too long to reply to a prompt lmao, hope you'll enjoy this!

of swords and crushes (1.4k words)

tags: levihan, modern AU (coffee shop AU if you squint), game of thrones references but you don't need to be a big fan to get em, GOT-typical violence mentioned

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“I’m telling you, I was born in the wrong timeline and the wrong sex!” Hange exclaims, trading their branded apron for their civilian coat and giving a last minute check to the coffee shop for any obvious task they might have forgotten.

Levi clicks his tongue at them, not for the first time that day, and gestures for them to leave out the front door with him.

“And you only realized that after sixteen years, while watching a blockbuster series about sword fights and magic?”

“Yes! No? I don’t know, I just know I want to be a knight!” they whine, using the tone they know their coworker can hardly stand.

“You want to be a knight, or you want to do one of them?”

“Levi! How dare you put your dirty thoughts into my pure and innocent mind!”

“I may not watch that shit show myself, shitty glasses, but I’ve seen enough screen caps and memes to know no one innocent watches it. Not with those casting choices anyway.”

Hange’s glasses reflect the setting sun and hide their eyes even as they grin devilishly at him, and he groans at his own slip up.

“Oh, you’ve seen enough screen caps to have an opinion then? Tell me, which one strikes your fancy, Neat Freak? The sadist bastard who tortures people into becoming his slaves, or the annoyingly rich golden boy who had three kids with his own sister?”

He just stares at them for a minute, then shakes his head as he locks the front door.

“I swear this show gets worse every time I hear about it,” he mumbles under his breath. “Either way, the one I like best has green eyes, and I think his father was in Lord of The Rings or something?”

“Oh… You mean, Robb Stark?”

Levi glares their way, because how the fuck would he know, again? But Hange, as always immune to his stink eye, just pulls their phone out and hands it over after a quick search.

“Here, is that him? Oh my God, you’re blushing, it’s totally him!” they squeal before Levi can even confirm it with words.

“Shut up and help me pull this down,” he requests, gesturing to the iron shutter they have to secure before leaving. “He is cute,” he still feels the need to argue defensively as Hange complies.

They chuckle and bump their shoulder to his when they squat down to help him with the heavy padlock that secures the system in place.

“He is,” they agree with a reassuring smile, before letting a sigh out. “Shame that he dies in season three though.”

“What? I thought he was, like, the main character!”

“Well, he is, until, you know... he gets his throat slit at his cousin’s wedding, right after he sees his pregnant wife getting stabbed straight into her belly.”

Levi picks up his jaw from the floor and turns to face his coworker, waiting to see if there’s any chance they could be trying to pull one on him —they don’t usually have a strong enough poker face to actually trick him, but they’ve surprised him before in the year they’ve been sharing shifts on this shitty part time job.

“She dies too, of course! Along with everyone who was with them then,” Hange adds right away, like that’s somehow reassuring.

“Why the fuck do you watch this shit, Four Eyes?” he asks, genuinely confused about it all.

“Ah, sorry, I know you’re weird about this stuff. We can talk about something else if you want,” they offer with a sheepish smile, scratching the back of their neck in discomfort.

“I’m not weird about it,” Levi corrects, dismissing their concern with a wave of his hand, “and it’s fine to discuss. I just don’t like violence for the sake of violence, or for shock value. Feels lazy to me.”

“That’s not all there is to it!”

He gives them a pointed glance, and Hange has the decency to blush a little.

“Okay, it’s probably a big part of it… But the plot does justify it most of the time so far, and some characters are really interesting and fun to try to figure out, I think you’d enjoy it! Besides, the fighting scenes are so badass, Levi!”

They launch into a mock choreography of what he can only assume is one of those scenes, and Levi doesn’t bother holding back a chuckle as he walks alongside them. He ignores the puzzled looks from people who pass them by, throwing a glare or two whenever someone dares to stare for too long with judging eyes.

“How do you have so much energy after the shift you just pulled on top of a day in class, for fuck's sake? I really feel like I’m the older one here sometimes.”

And alright, Levi does have another, early and demanding job to go to while other kids his age are in school, which might explain his own state of tiredness. But Hange truly is something else, stamina-wise.

“That’s because you’re an old soul, Levi, whereas I’m brand new and enthusiastic about what the world has to offer! And about swords!”

“Yeah, right. Why don’t you sign up to fencing lessons and get it out of your system for good?”

“Sure, let me give up this side job I only took for the fun of it, ask my imaginary butler to fetch my thousand dollars allowance from my billionaire parents and I’ll do just that!”

He bites the inside of his cheek to prevent his smile from stretching too wide, even though he knows Hange will be able to tell they got him with that one anyway.

“Point taken,” he gives in.

The walk back to their subway station is silent, a little less comfortable than usual when they’re both painfully aware that Hange’s now thinking about their own financial issues —the unfortunate reason they even took this job and met Levi in the first place.

He looks around the industrial neighborhood they’re walking, and spots two long rusty metal pipes hanging out from a bin nearby. In a fit of renewed energy he didn’t suspect he could have, he rushes over there, grabs them —heavier than they look, but he knows they can both handle it— and throws one at Hange’s feet.

“Here you go, Sir Hange Zoë,” he declares, feeling absolutely ridiculous as he stands in what he hopes looks like a sword fighting position —he sure hopes Hange will give him a break, it’s not like he has a wide frame of reference for this. “Fight me.”

They chortle, the sound immediately brightening the mood —and Levi’s day.

“You don’t have to do this, Levi. You were right, it’s kind of childish.”

He frowns and charges, hitting their shin lightly with his shabby weapon. Hange’s eyebrows shoot up on their forehead, and he can tell they’re slowly giving in.

“Levi! You can’t attack a defenseless maiden, that’s not gentleman-y at all!”

“You’re not a maiden, dumbass. And who said I’m a gentleman?”

Next time he lunges, they block the blow thanks to their own pipe and send him stumbling back —with a force that would surprise anyone else considering how lanky they look in their baggy clothes, and a fire in their eyes that would no doubt freak them out too. Levi, however, has known for months now that the tall nerdy weirdo look is only a mask hiding a fierce, passionate kid who might just be the strongest person he’s ever met —in more ways than one.

Sadly, they’re also much more —how did they put it again? Oh, right— enthusiastic about the whole fighting thing than he’d foreseen, and he soon finds himself having an actual hard time holding them off. One of their well placed hits shatters the pipe he was holding in his hold, and he thanks his lucky star that the combat has to end as he puts both hands up.

“Alright, I yield! You’re right, Four Eyes, you would have made a great knight.”

“Thank you!” they reply with a wink and a graceless curtsy.

Hange throws their pipe back into the trash can, before holding out their hand to ask for the some of the hand gel Levi’s already rubbing on his palms. He throws them a disapproving look, more for show than anything else, and gives them some —really, he’s kind of excited that they’re finally getting some of his neat freak habits, as they always call them.

“So, I won, right?” they ask him when they start walking again.

“Tch, I guess you did,” he grants them, not up to point out how questionable that statement is when really, breaking your opponent’s weapon has to be against the rules, right?

“Then my prize is... that you have to watch the next season with me!”

He spends the rest of the walk and the three subway stations they share trying to get out of that commitment.

(He fails.)

[ifideliadaworld-blog]

Dragon Hunters: GLACIER OF MADNESS

(PART 5)

Main characters & setting by: © Arthur Qwak, Valérie Hadida, Guillaume Ivernel © Futurikon Screenplay and artwork: Fideliada

Part1--Part2--Part3--Part4--Part5--Part6--Part7--Part8--Part9(end)

(Lian-Chu) Stop her! I'm counting on you!

(Gwizdo) Shine, Hector. We're about to miss the young walking disaster. So... it seems that the center of the sheet is the most stable. (Hector) Oooh... Jump-jump on the green? Ucha-kuch-kcha? (Gwizdo, shaking his legs). And with my bag, I'm thirty-eight kilos. (Hector, encouraged.) Wa-ta-ta! Forward! (Gwizdo) I'm going to throw you forward by the scruff of your neck!

(Zoria with a thickening veil over her eyes) Lian-Chu, I believed this day would come... Once you've found out where my parents ' grave is, take me to them quickly!

(A woody Chorus rises in Lian-Chu's direction) CLEAR SOUL... ALMOST LIKE US... JOIN US... HERE IS PEACE, AND TIME HAS DISSOLVED IN IT... (Lian-Chu, shocked) It can't be! I want to be wrong! Every plant over here... Gwizdo, Hector, don't let her go where they're taking her!

(Selected survival tips from Gwizdo and Hector: if you can't swim, just learn to jump like crazy!)

(Gwizdo) Move your fur, Blue Mitten!

(POWERFUL SPLASH)

(With the noise of the waves catching up, and the stems rebelled, dragged back from it, but what is it?!)

(Gwizdo, already at the limit of his brain and balance control) ZORIA, STOP!!! IT'S NOT LIAN-CHU CALLING YOU! YOU'RE UNDER TRUTH SERUM AND HYPNOSIS, AND YOU'RE... (hit in the face with a drop of dragon truth serum)... my best student and the best girl I've ever met!..

(Gwizdo, with a "second wind" opening) Brag about having stems? AND I HAVE A PENKNIFE!

(Gwizdo-Apocalypse) Zoe's my... MY RESPONSIBILITY! I won't let anyone influence her any worse than I did!

(Phew, that leap paid off!)

(Gwizdo) It's pretty cool, Hector, when your coach has long legs?

(Gwizdo) Haha, yep... Are we sure we're going there?

(Chorus from inside a sprawling tree) THE NEW ONE... WASN'T VISIBLE, BUT IS GETTING BRIGHTER: CAN BECOME ONE OF US...

(Gwizdo, under the influence of the dragon's "truth serum", is talking in a hurry, either with friends or with himself...) GRRR! Well, Hector, if we can deal with her, we can deal with the rest of the dummies in the future school, that's ONE HUNDRED PERCENT!

(Lian-Chu) Her sword!

(An extremely exotic underwater impact sound, which is difficult to convey in words...)

(Lian-Chu) Ooh!

(Faceless Tree Chorus, audible to Gwizdo, who is already too high in relation to the pond!) BIG FATHER IS HERE... BIG FATHER, DON'T GO, STAY WITH US. WE'VE ACHIEVED HAPPINESS THANKS TO YOU, BUT WHY ARE YOU LOCKING YOURSELF AWAY FROM US AGAIN, BIG FATHER?

(Gwizdo) Hector, what was that delirious howl just now?! (Hector) Don't know! But it was scary! Lian-Chu did something! (Gwizdo) What was he thinking?! If we hadn't crawled here in time, we'd have been dead...

(Hector) Danger-toothiness! There's Zoria, urgent rescue! (Gwizdo) REALLY?

(Gwizdo) And our sunny knight seeks there like a butterfly on a flame... Just a second: I adore the trees, but how to get past these restless glowing ulcers?!

(Hector, who is being turned towards the island by his stretched shirt sleeves) OOOOH! WOW! (Gwizdo, in a flash of insight) Hector's finest hour! Get my paddle!

(Gwizdo) So, I'm wearing courier sunglasses with UV protection, and I have a penknife in my hand, which I use as well as a pen... IT'S TIME.

(Run-jump-thud with a penknife!)

(Restless Tree Chorus) BE WITH US...SOON YOU WILL BE LIKE US...(Furious Gwizdo) Get out of the way! My pupils are forbidden to hang out with the living dead on pain of flogging!!!

(An Insistent Tree Chorus) YOU WILL NEVER BE ALONE WITH US... (Gwizdo, shocked) Burnt salamanders!!! Zoe, you're so gullible, you're not alone, you're already... (this is the second time of the slap in the face with a drop of Dragon Truth Serum) Oh no, not again...

(Lian-Chu finally surfaced) Hugh! Oh...

(Gwizdo, at the limit) You violate a person's free will, playing on their innermost needs!!! Zoria' i's not yours and forget about me at all, I have a cooling darkness inside, your heater will turn out if my soul enters there!!! (Tree Chorus) WRONG... YOUR LIGHT IS GROWING FAST... YOUR HIDDEN WILL GIVES A LOT OF WARMTH...

(Gwizdo) Hector, I didn't expect you to be here so soon, but thank you for being on time. (Hector) Arrrr! Ctor's the best! (Gwizdo, tired of resisting the truth serum) Since you healed my eyes, I hated being in your debt, so I mocked your puppy loyalty as much as I could. Why don't you hate me yet? (Caring and joyful Hector) Zdo friend! Don't fall!

TO BE CONTINUED...

Part1--Part2--Part3--Part4--Part5--Part6--Part7--Part8--Part9(end)

[kribuki]

LOOKING FOR ATTACK ON TITAN LITERATE-ADVANCE LITERATE RP PARTNERS [OCs welcomed]

I'm Kri, in my early 20s, in the CET (GMT+1) timezone, literate to advance literate, 1500~ keystrokes, 300~ words, third person perspective, past tense, only use Discord and absolutely love to dive in details and characters' psychology. I'm an enthusiastic and hyper writer who might annoy you with headcanons, plot-relatable clips, ideas and memes so I'm not for the weak hearts (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

We might be a good match if:

You're around my age or older (20+ y.o.).

You are not interested in smut-centered roleplays. I'm okay as long as the smut isn't more than a 70/3O plot to smut ratio.

You're active: I don't expect fast replies but I'd appreciate if you can at least send one/two replies every two/three days. Of course, I completely understand if you'll be busy, just tell me in advance.

You can write multiple characters and multiple couples: my style of writing evolves around many characters, since it's a nice way to insert drama and chaos. We'll have our main characters in a main couple, but I also like to include a secondary couple or more. It can be considered as doubling, if you'd like, but maybe it's closer to mumu, since I prefer the ships to be written in the same story rather than having a complete different rp.

You like to mix different genres: romance is a must for me; it will always be there either as the main plot or subplot, but I also love to include many other genres, such as action, thriller, psychological, drama, fluff, angst, gore, fantasy, even comedy.

You're okay with mature and dark themes (dead dove: do not eat): I'm not going to write sugar coated stories, I like to write and explore many themes and they include possibly disturbing ones. I don't want to traumatize anyone, so, if you want to write with me, be prepared. I do not have triggers, although my only objections are adult x minor ships and incest. You may talk with me about your triggers and I'll gladly respect them.

You are open to both canonverse and AUs: I personally prefer AUs (alternative universes), since I believe they allow more freedom and creativity. Examples could be medieval, royalty, knights, monsters, ghosts, gangsters, professional hitmen, mafia, car racers.

You can write multiple rps: we all know how hard it is to find the right people with whom we enjoy writing, so I'd be very down to write multiple stories with you if we truly click and get along well. I like to make friends out of my partners, so we can write a lot and to our hearts' content.

You'll match my energy and don't mind OOC (out of character) chatting: like I said earlier, I get very excited and will most likely send you random stuff related to the story for fun and I love it when people can match my energy and spam me with content. It helps me keep my interest up and also gets me emotionally attached to our story. Moreover, I would really appreciate if you could be honest with me. I wish for both of us to enjoy the story we are writing so if you lost interest, if you want to change/drop it, please let me know instead of ghosting me.

Ships I'm interested writing

Only mxf ships. In bold are the characters I'll write. If both are in bold, it means I can write either of them. ♡ = prefered (but I like them all).

Ships as main couple:

Pieck Finger x Jean Kirstein/Kirschtein

Pieck Finger x Levi Ackerman (I know it's not a common ship, but I'm kinda curious about them 'cause, you know, they almost think alike, they both care deeply for their comrades, she is tactic smart, he is action-oriented, and they are both shorties lol. So if you'd like, we can try)

Pieck Finger x Zeke Yeager (also as side couple)

Pieck Finger x male Hange/Hanji Zoe

♡ Nanaba x Mike Zacharias (also as side couple)

♡ f!OC x Levi Ackerman

f!OC x Jean Kirstein

♡ f!OC x Mike Zacharias

♡ f!OC x Furlan Church (also as side couple)

Ships as side couple:

Erwin Smith x f!OC

Kenny Ackerman x f!OC

Zeke Yeager x f!OC

Eren Yeager x f!OC

Mikasa Ackerman x Eren Yeager

Mikasa Ackerman x Jean Kirstein

Reiner Braun x f!OC

Reiner Braun x Historia

Reiner Braun x Annie Leonart

Bertholdt Hoover x f!OC

Bertholdt Hoover x Annie Leonart

Porco Galliard x f!OC

Porco Galliard x Pieck Finger

Nile Dock x Marie / f!OC

Petra x Oruo

Please keep in mind I do want my main character to be a female. My secondary and side characters can be of any gender. I'm open to any ship if you want to write an OC. Those listed are the ones I'm most confident writing, anyway you just need to ask. I'll put as much effort in the side/secondary couple as the main couple so I'm not going to cast your ship aside because I love including many characters and see different dynamics. And I just recently found out this thing is called mumu (multi-muse) lol.

Ok, I'll stop here and thank you for reading this long post! If you're interested feel free to dm me, if you've got any questions I'll gladly enlight you. I look forward to meet you! (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

[venny-the-mha-writer]

✨Masterlist✨

😡🧣🌊Attack on Titan😡🧣🌊

😭🤬🥶My hero academia😭🤬🥵

Lov villains here

Hero’s here

Hero’s pt2

👹👺😈demon slayer👹👺😈

Nothing here yet

🧛‍♂️🧛Vampier knight🧛‍♂️🧛

Nothing here yet

🕷️🕸️Out of the spider verse🕷️🕸️

Nothing here yet

🧊Ne zha👹

Nothing here yet

❄️ne zha reborn😈

Nothing here yet

If you have any requests/questions please feel free to ask🥰🤗

[will-noble-owns-my-ass]

Doctor Knight- Porter for the Day Part 2

This is a part two of a story I wrote earlier in the month and it serves as day 6 of an advent calendar for @goodboybadrep-ooc. Part 3 to follow later in the month. I hope you enjoy ❤️

Amy sat with Zoe in the staffroom discussing their plans for the weekend as Max walked in and kissed Zoe on the cheek sweetly “Hello, ladies” Zoe smiled up at him “Max, are you still looking for an assistant porter?”

Max smiled back to her “I am, why? Did you find one?” Amy raised her hand then “Right here?” At this, Max’s face broke into a grin “Oh fantastic! I’ve been waiting for this!” Amy laughed at this “Yes, so I’ve heard.” she smiled then “You seem more ready for it then Zoe was” they laughed again “No high heels in sight for me on admin days, I have no clue how she did it.” she took off her hoodie as Max moved to his locker and pulled it open pulling out a spare porters shirt and threw it at her “Oh and Max?” she continued as she pulled the shirt over her head and quickly put her hair into a high ponytail “Yeah Amz?”

“Odds are Will’s gonna be well up for this so any other time you need an assistant porter let us know and we’ll sort it.”

Max let out a grin at this “Ah Deadly! Hang on? Is that what he says?” Amy cackled at this “Yeah that’s right, he’ll love that he’s influencing people.

[levi501ackerman]

Steel Heart Chapter 16:

These Inconvenient Fireworks

Hange x Reader Chapter Index Masterlist

Megan's Note: Title is after a Larry Stylinson fanfic I read when I was 14. The author sold hardcover copies of their fanfic on lulu.com (this was common with 1D fanfic authors) and at 14 years old I fr made my mom buy me printed gay fanfiction. She was just happy her daughter was getting into the love of reading like her! LMAO. I start fall semester tomorrow (UGH) and a new job next month. Posted: 8/25/24

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“Don’t be ridiculous,” Levi scoffed. “If there was a man, why would—”

“We’re being watched,” you whimpered into Hange’s neck. Levi crossed his arms and eyed you skeptically. “I did not have a nightmare, Levi! There was a knight in the forest! He had blonde hair, was tall, covered in blood, and had a crested sword like the Knights of the Royal King’s Guard! But I’ve never seen him before . . .”

“Squads one and two, come with me,” Levi beckoned the knights away from you. Levi’s unexpected commands made you unsure if he believed you. Tears fell down your face and Hange’s breath was on your neck. Levi was whispering with twenty knights huddled together in the darkness. Then, the knights broke apart and went into their tent. Your heart plummeted. The thought of the knights returning to bed while the strange blonde knight raided the camp made you sick. You pulled away from Hange and wiped your tears. “It should be around four a.m. since Franz, Daz, Samuel, and Thomas were on watch. But Daz is going to find a clear view of the sky and hopefully, the stars will be visible enough to tell time . . .” Levi kneeled beside Hange and put a hand on your shoulder. “The knights are getting some equipment and going to scavenge the forest for the man you saw and anything suspicious.”

“T-thank you,” your chest unraveled a little at the assurance that something would be done. 

“I want to speak with you,” Levi stood up and motioned to Hange, who was clutching your cloak around their naked body. 

“No! Please . . . don’t leave me,” you said. You grabbed Hange’s arm, and their half-lidded eyes glanced at Levi. Your wide eyes studied Hange’s face, seeking comfort. They blinked a few times. They looked lethargic and exhausted; even when they nodded, they were slow. A tinge of admiration spread through your chest when Hange gently grasped the hand you placed on their arm. They held your hand against their heart. 

“What do you want to talk about?” They asked Levi, and he crossed his arms. You noticed Hange cared for you as they did what you asked. They stayed. Levi hesitated, and his eyes shifted knowingly between you and Hange. Knights emerged from their tents with candles and their swords drawn. Connie approached the lifeless campfire and worked on igniting the logs.  

“It’s not that I do not believe you saw a man, but I think we will be alright. Depending on the time, we will get a head start on our day,” You recalled Levi having insomnia and not sleeping well through the night. Levi averaged two to four hours of sleep per night. In the past, Levi, being awake, had managed to help predict when you would have nightmares and he was ready to calm you down so you wouldn’t disturb the other knights. Levi sleeping during the incident of you in the forest could point to the time being near dawn. “How do you feel? Do you feel tired?”

“I don’t think . . . I don’t think I could go back to sleep,” you stammered.

“Okay,” Levi softly said. 

“What do you think, Hange?” Hange’s inner eyebrows were perked up like they were trying to keep their eye open. They squeezed your hand and rubbed their thumb against your skin. 

“I’m going to try to get more sleep, Princess,” Hange admitted.

“Okay, I guess I can try too.” Light and warmth burst from behind Hange and Levi. Connie stepped away from igniting the fire and turned to notice a knight running back from a part of the forest. His hasty nature did not appear worrisome or like he found the bloodied knight in the forest. His face was determined yet calm. He looked familiar and you recognized he was one of the knights who came up to you after you found Franz. He was one of the guards on rotation. 

“Commander! Captain! I found a clear view of the sky and did the math. It is around four forty-five and five fifteen,” Daz said. “The sun will rise soon and we’ll have more daylight.”

“Great work, Daz,” Hange said and groaned. There wasn’t enough time to go back to sleep and feel rested. Breakfast would be between six and six thirty. Daz's concerned eyes studied you, checking how you were. 

“How are you, your Highness?” He gingerly asked.

“I feel safer, thank you, sir.” 

“I should start taking down the tent instead. It’s best if we go bathe right after eating, and then we can head to Flegel’s Farm,” Hange rubbed their eye. You could tell your incident woke Hange from a deep sleep. Guilt coursed through you as your outburst woke everyone up. But he was real. The bloodied knight with the crested sword was in front of you. 

He’s still out there.

Watching you.

He’s real. 

You leaned forward and wrapped your arms around both Hange and Levi. 

“I’m sorry for my outburst,” you whimpered and Hange rubbed your back. “He’s out there, I swear.”

While the knights scoured the forest for the bloodied knight or anything related to the Marleyan Cult, you helped Hange take down the conference tent. They had to tell you what to do, and you appreciated their patience. Hange returned your cloak and told you to keep the hood on. You didn’t mind because the air was chilly. You rolled your bedroll up and Hange took it for you. 

The morning rays of sunlight broke through the canopy of trees, making the forest more comforting and less frightening. The green grass returned, and the trees weren’t shadows anymore. Their brown trunks were magnificent, and you could see past the light of the fire, which gave you a sense of safety. But deep inside, you felt unfriendly eyes on you. 

After a half hour of heading into the forest, the Knights returned to the camp at different intervals. The knights who usually prepared meals started with breakfast. Eventually, all twenty knights returned. No one was harmed, and no bloodied knight was found. But something felt wrong and you trusted your instincts. 

Levi wanted you to eat more protein and told the knight serving to give you three eggs and more chicken than rice. You cringed at the thought of forcing yourself to eat all the chicken and eggs Levi wanted you to eat. Especially since the rice felt more satiating. You argued with Levi that you wouldn’t eat another plate unless he took off half of the chicken and added more rice. Levi rolled his eyes but obliged.

Hange was sitting on a log in between two of their squad members. One of them you’ve seen Hange talk to before because he’s one of the only other knights who wears glasses, and the other knight was a man with short dark hair. The guy with the glasses passed Hange a delicate cloth, and then Hange wiped the lenses of their glasses. The two knights were next to Hange, and you hesitated to ask them to scoot over. You sat on the ground next to Hange’s feet, which amused Hange. Abel and Keiji offered to scoot over so you could sit next to Hange. Eventually, you did, which only ended up with you following the three when they got in line for food. 

Hange was retelling a story to Abel and Keiji about how they caught a frog in the river when they were younger, but you couldn’t pay attention. You tried ignoring it as you ate your chicken while standing beside Hange. Hairs on the back of your neck stood up and you couldn’t shake the feeling that you and the knights were in danger. Though more than forty knights were in the camp and would lay down their lives for you, you remained fearful of the bloodied knight. You weren’t dreaming.

He’s still out there.

Watching you. 

He’s real.

As the knights cleaned and put away the cooking equipment, Hange suggested going to the river. You didn’t want to go to the river anymore. You worried being with fewer people might make the bloodied knight approach you. What if while you and Hange were down at the river, he slits Hange’s throat and takes you? You’d rather have him kill you than Hange. The bloodied knight’s piercing eyes flashed in your mind and you gasped. 

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Hange asked and you realized you stopped walking. Hange looked over their shoulder at you and then walked to you. You were frozen in your tracks. They eyed you, analyzing your body and then approached your trembling form. Hange placed their hands on your shoulder and you looked up at Hange’s pretty eye. The heaving in your chest slowed and you blinked a couple of times. 

“Hange,” your whispered voice cracked. “I can’t shake the feeling that we are being watched.” Hange comfortably rubbed their thumb against your shoulders. You gave in to the feel of their soothing touch. They pulled you into their chest and you surrendered to their touch. Hange would keep you safe. Your breathing became even and Hange stroked your back again.

“Let’s bathe quickly so we can leave this place.” Hange soothed. They pulled away from the hug and wrapped a protective arm around your shoulder. They guided you toward the river. The sound of the water was reaching your ears and then Hange gasped. You both stopped in your tracks.

In the distance on the shoreline was a small brown fur ball with a small white fur ball for a tail. A large smile grew when you saw the furry animal's head raise, revealing its long ears. A small cottontail rabbit was drinking from the river. Hange turned to you and with their index finger over their lips. They drew their sword from the waist of their tan pants and handed it to you. Then Hange held a hand up to tell you to stay and you silently nodded at them.

The bunny was frozen. It sensed you and Hange. Hange silently crept closer, and you hoped this was the moment Hange would catch you a pet bunny. The brown bunny hopped away from Hange and you both held your breath, hoping you didn’t spook the bunny.  Hange took another step forward and then waited. The bunny was petrified but anchored itself in place. Then Hange took another step and was a few feet away from your future pet. Hange dived for the animal and reached out their arms for the bunny. Their fingers grazed the bunny’s fur. The cottontail pounced away from the grasps of Hange and went into the tree line. 

“Hange!” You ran to Hange’s form lying on the dried pebbles of the shoreline. They winced and then pushed themselves up onto their knees. You crouched down next to them, “Are you okay? You’re always so close! I know you are going to catch us a bunny!”

“Those cuties are quick. Bunnies can run up to eighteen miles per hour, you know.” Hange dusted off their shirt. They got their white shirt even more dirty and will definitely need to wash it while bathing. “They're quick as a flash.”

“Quick like lighting!”

“Like lighting, for sure!” Hange started unbuttoning their white shirt. “I should wash this first to let it dry, " they said more to themselves. 

You placed Hange’s sword on the pebbles and then turned around to start striping your clothes. You looked across the river and back toward the camp. You and Hange were alone.

Hopefully.

“I bet the next time we see a bunny, you’ll catch it!” You encouraged Hange as you pulled down the tan slacks and shimmied off your pants. You folded your pants and then laid them against your boots. The light-hearted thought of a cute furry bunny roaming around the tent and feeding her carrots while holding it like a baby crossed your mind. The sloshing sounds of the river pulled you out of your daydream. Hange was naked and holding their dirty white top. They sat on their knees and their back was to you. They dipped the dirt-stained part of the fabric into the water and used their thumb to circle the area. “Let me help with that! I know a quicker way!”

“Oh yeah? The Princess is going to show me how to wash clothes? How unexpected.” Hange kept circling the stain with their thumb. You pulled off the cloak and unbuttoned the white shirt. Without a care to fold them, you piled them on top of the pants. You splashed Hange when you hastily stepped into the river. “Careful! I don’t want to get my entire shirt wet! It will take forever to dry!”

“May I?” You wanted to show Hange the technique Fairy Godmother Ymir showed you during childhood. Hange handed over their shirt and you placed most of the fabric between your bicep and ribs. Then, you fisted the fabric on the sides of the stains, letting the fabric slack. You dipped the dirt-stained part into the river’s water and used your fisted hands to rub your fingers against each other. The technique Fairy Godmother Ymir taught you was like using your fingers to act as a miniature corrugated washboard. You pulled the dripping fabric out of the water and squeezed. When you unfolded the damp bunched-up fabric, the dirt stain was gone. “Ta-da!”

“What?! It’s that easy?!” Hange gasped. They grabbed their shirt from you and tilted it against the sunlight, trying to see if the stain was gone. 

“Yes! Fairy Godmother Ymir taught me that when I started learning to clean blood stains from my underwear!” Hange’s jaw was dropped and there was a fond satisfaction with impressing Hange. Hange stood up from the water, taking their shirt to their pile of clothes.

“And all this time, I’ve been doing dumb circles, which takes forever sometimes!” Hange placed the wet part of the shirt facing up so the crisp air could dry it. You started splashing water onto your arms and rubbing your legs. Hange sat on your left and you began rubbing your arms in the water. They poked your cheek and stretched out their legs. “Thank you, Princess Y/N, you changed my life!”

“You changed my life . . .” Their doe-eye glanced at you, causing your cheeks to turn pink. They darted away from you and you wanted them to look at you again. Their lips looked soft, and Hange started rubbing their legs, which were submerged in the river. Then, Hange took out the hair tie that held their short hair back. You pulled your hair tie out, letting your hair fall behind you. You wanted Hange to say something—to say anything. 

Say something!

“Are you excited to try on dresses for your wedding?”

Not that, UGH!

“I-I haven’t thought of that, honestly . . . I guess I am.” You noticed your hands trembling as you pulled your knees to your chest. You wrapped your arms around your knees, protecting yourself. Your heart. Then you said, “I don’t want to marry Prince Marco.”

“I know, Y/N, I’m—”

“No, Hange . . . I don’t want to marry Prince Marco.” There was a pressure behind your nose and you inhaled deeply. You did not want to cry. Small fishes swam by in the river, but you weren’t in the right headspace to be excited about tiny fish. The small fish probably could choose who they wanted to mate with. They did not have to worry about a cult hunting them. Those fish didn’t suddenly get the rug ripped from under them and forced into a new life—one of danger, death, and responsibility. “I’m forced to be married to a stranger and I’m forced to feel on the edge constantly because of a cult hunting me. I was forced to leave my cottage, books, clothes, and possessions behind . . . I want to choose something in my life!”

You tilted your head toward Hange, and their confused expression had a hint of helplessness. Their lips looked soft, and Hange’s brown eye usually comforted you. But their glance made you feel cornered and guilty. 

“You’ll get your opportunity to make your own choices.”

“I know what I want.”

“You know?”

“I know . . .” You’ve seen Christa and Ymir do it before and tried your best to replicate them. With a flood of courage, you turned and held yourself in a steadied stance on your knees before Hange. You grabbed their face, leaned in, closed your eyes, and smashed your lips onto theirs. The flesh was indistinguishable and you felt the tip of their nose on your cheek. You felt a new, exhilarating rush through your body and ache between your legs. Hange’s hands fumbled around and they grabbed your wrist and used their other hand to push on your chest. 

Hange’s eye was wide and their pupil was dilated. Their face had a rosy hue and their lips were flushed. Your lips tingled, and you wiped them with the back of your hand. Hange brought their knees to their chest and hugged themselves. They were silent and downcasted their eye to the river’s water.

Guilt surged through your body, and you carefully sat in the river again. You crossed boundaries and possibly upset your friend. You just wanted to try it—once. You pulled your knees to your chest. Pressure built behind your nose and you blinked rapidly, avoiding tears. 

The water shimmered from the morning’s daylight and the sun’s rays warmed your skin. A light breeze rippled the water on the river’s surface and blew over the taller grass stems on the other side. A bird unapologetically tweeted from high in the trees.

“You should not have done that,” Hange whispered and your heart twinged. They were blushing and hiding themselves. Hange sniffed and they rubbed their eye. “They will have my head for that.”

“Who?” It felt hard to breathe and the Hange getting in trouble raised the guilt in your chest. You should not have crossed the line. You made your own bold choices but at what cost? You can choose to do whatever you want, but you can not choose your consequences. 

“The Queen and her King. Marco’s parents. They would flog me and then kill me for ‘corrupting the Princess.’ I wouldn't be alive by the end of the day when they found out.”

“I thought my parents were nice . . .” Hange covered their eye with their hand and you heard them hold back a whimper. “I’m sorry, Hange. I just wanted to try kissing.”

“We can not speak of this,” Hange whispered harshly.

“This was my first kiss . . .” you whispered. Hange sniffled again and a tear streamed down their face. They wiped it off quickly and your heart ached at the sight of the vulnerable form. 

“It’s my first since I lost my eye.” Hange bitterly said. There was a pinch in your chest, and you recalled what Hange had told you last night. Hange was dating someone when they lost their eye . . . and you tied together that the girl did not kiss or show Hange affection after their injury, which ultimately led to their relationship ending. “Damn it!” The water sloshed as they stood up.

“What’s wrong?” 

“I knew you liked me,” Hange looked at the pebbles by their feet as they walked toward the grass. You chased after them, sloshing water and dripping onto the pebbles. You grabbed their wrist and they pulled away from you. 

“Hange!”

“I knew you liked me and I couldn’t stop myself!”

“I’m sorry, Hange! I am so sorry. Please, we can forget about this! Please don’t be mad!” Hange crossed their arms and looked at their feet, their hair masked their face. The knight in shining armor from the Karanese District was helpless, confused, and defenseless. You held onto their biceps, looking up at them. A tear dropped from their face and they wiped it instantly away, again.

“I’m not mad at you, Y/N. I’m mad at myself.” You didn’t know what to do, and you gently hugged Hange. You rubbed their back like they did when you needed comfort. “I like you, Y/N, and I know you like me. You are painfully obvious—your stares, your questions, your curious nature about romance. You don’t take your eyes off my body when I undress.” 

“I’m sorry,” your heart fluttered at Hange’s words. They liked you back, and some part of you hoped there was a chance. 

“Stop apologizing,” Hange clipped and you nodded obediently. “We should get back.”

“I haven’t washed my hair—we both haven’t yet.” Hang pulled away from your hug and they walked back over to their pile of clothes. 

“That’s because you were going around kissing some knight in the river.”

“Hange . . . I don’t want to marry Prince—”

“It doesn’t matter what you want!” You flinched at Hange raising their voice. “You’re a Princess going to become Queen and I’m a knight. I’m just a knight.”

“But you like me, right? So why can’t we date?” 

“Oh you’re so naive—”

“I’m sorry!” A storm of thoughts loomed over Hange and you, the rage between desire and the constraint of duty. You stood next to Hange, watching them dress themselves. You crossed your arms, covering your exposed chest. Hange was hopping on one leg, trying to get their tan slacks over their damp skin. You wanted to explore love and explore it with Hange. 

“Listen to me,” Hange put their hands on your shoulders after they zipped their slacks. You accidentally glanced at their boobs and then blushed guiltily. “I-I want to call you mine,” their voice cracked as they confessed. Your heart raced, noticing the window of opportunity—your desires in reach. “But if we are caught, I will die.”

“No!” You took Hange’s wrists from your shoulders and held their hands. “I want a chance with you . . . I want to be yours and I want you to be mine. You are my best friend—the light in the dark. You are my savior—my angel. You were sent to protect me.”

“I should not give in to temptation,” Hange whimpered, resting their forehead on yours.

“I want to be yours even in secret.”

“I should not give in to temptation.”

“I will protect you if the Queen and her King find out.”

“I should not give in to temptation,” Hange inhaled sharply. Their anguished face was evident. Their eye was squeezed shut, and their lips were trembling. You placed their hands on your waist and then yours on their shoulders. They fondly grasped your waist, feeling your damp, soft skin, getting a glimpse of what could be theirs—giving in. They whispered, “I am going to die if we get caught . . .”

“Give me your life and I’ll give you mine,” you whispered. Hange tilted their chin and gently pressed their lips against yours. You followed Hange’s tender rhythm. You affectionately cupped one of Hange’s cheeks and leaned into them. They pulled your waist into their hips and you whimpered. Your heart skipped a beat and you felt a tingle and warmth spread through your body. You will always remember this moment with Hange by the river. The secret that will stay between the two of you.

And the man watching.

next chapter Chapter 17: Garden of Rabbits

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[fourtyfourcatss]

[████████ 100%] — @eijirhoe !

ִ ࣪𖤐 thank you for doing matchups with quasar !ִ ࣪𖤐

it looks like you’ve taken the hearts of…

i’m not going to lie, i was struggling with this one. but of everyone, hange zoe seemed like the best choice!

.☘︎ ݁˖ HANGE thinks you’re an enigma. they find you incredibly alluring with your idiosyncratic countenance and attitude, and your refreshing atmosphere. the ambition you carry near your passions only furthering that (by a lot). hange is a character i cannot see liking someone who is without ambition or passion of some kind. every character in aot has some kind of passion they hold deep inside their heart, and this is no different. it’s not every day someone of your caliber comes around, so you know well hange will do their best to keep you around, and keep you happy. seeing the laughter roll out your chest is something that brings more happiness to them than their research; because as much as they love research, they cannot compared to loved ones.

.☘︎ ݁˖ not only that, hange is someone who is able to help you rest easily— they are someone of great empathy that can understand the emotions within you well, and truly connect with you as a person.

.☘︎ ݁˖ dont say you dont think you have too much talents! those are just unexplored territories waiting for a time to be lit. nobody i have chosen for you thinks otherwise from this. hange will definitely draw with you, and after finding your talent for the arts, invites you out frequently and as they always do, ask you many things. hange has a thirst to understand two things: titans, and anything regarding you. lore, mythology, all of that — hange is an avid listener to anything you wish to tell them! not only that, hange is the perfect person to go to for binging horror movies together—just be prepared for a lot of exclamations! not just out of shock, but also of intrigue. the two of you definitely cuddle together under a blanket with drinks and snacks on the side, watching the latest A24 or those super scary asian films. the two of you have very comfy dates, many times basking in each other’s presences instead.

.☘︎ ݁˖ and your pagan witch aspect??? is the cherry on top??? tell them all about it

.☘︎ ݁˖ hange is your number one supporter! it feels like autumn turning to a breezy spring with them, the smell of the earth on crisp wind, decaying leaves falling, then trees becoming rejuvenated.

— runner up: ARMIN ARLET

.☘︎ ݁˖ i think you may not have expected this, but i see the potential so deep in. he absolutely favors you, especially your clear sense of justice, and despite it being not so good, the people-pleasing attitude definitely piques his curiosity. he thinks of it split in half; it showcases a more destructive trait to oneself, yet it also means you are willing to give up a lot for the people you love. diluc thinks he lost his own drive in the past, mired with the fatui staining and straining his action. you’re someone who can bring the fire in his heart out in actuality, compassionate enough to point him in the right direction to take. with you, i think the burdens of his past can be elevated, and he can properly heal. something about the vibe you give off really tells me that.

.☘︎ ݁˖ he definitely doesnt know how to express his love properly too, so definitely expect him to turn into those courting gentlemen who writes romantic letters stamped with official seals and sending you gifts anonymously. clothes you would like, expensive materials for your hobbies like canvas, paints, varnish, giving you a drink on the house whenever you visit the tavern with your friends, afraid to meet your eyes. not only that, seeing the vigor of your passion brings him a sense of both pride and hopelessness in himself. oh how much that drunk kaeya teases him! thinks hes so subtle. the knights of favonius has definitely gathered together to help the two of you get together 😭

.☘︎ ݁˖ diluc has never truly gotten into the halloween nor christmas spirit, even though his tavern is always decorated for special events like these. i think he would love embellishing the house with you at those times, since you have pulled him into that spirit again. it’s a sort of quiet and strange delight he gets, nostalgic and tingling with feelings. many times, he gets out of his own character a lot, and surprises you with sudden back hugs in order to greet you.

.☘︎ ݁˖ definitely discusses mythology with you. he has a very nice voice too, so expect him to run his hands through your hair while reading aloud for you. and as a well-bred gentleman of ragnvindr roots, the arts is something he can appreciate deeply, though he has never had more deeper interest as a young boy, starting now isnt bad! he gets very fixated with your movements many times, and i think he just silently watches like an owl while you do your things. owl diluc????

— runner up: SCARAMOUCHE, ARATAKI ITTO

.☘︎ ݁˖ ok this one, this one i had to do cmon now. the two of you slot together super well, and his protectiveness extends with you being someone he has an interest “crush” “its interest mikey.” “just say crush.” in. he’s sooo soft on the inside, tough on the exterior, he’ll treat you so damn well and be so respectful to you. you can definitely expect no sugarcoating in this relationship, draken is very honest to you, and loves indulging you. i think his boldness and brashness is something that he can use to help you further become someone you love.

.☘︎ ݁˖ he admires your loyalty and love for your friends — its something the two of you have in immense commonality. you’re someone who he can have many respect for in your characteristics. he definitely teases you out of good fun, and asks you for help when it comes to things like fashion. in his eyes, artistic talent translate to good fashion 👍🏻

.☘︎ ݁˖ you’re just so humble and so kind, and so many other things, he brags about you so often in front of his friends. absolutely shamelessly drops your name here and there. and he hopes one day you’ll see yourself the way he sees you. like in toman, you’re gonna be a celebrity fr. the vice president is very selective, he does not play in any manner when it comes to choosing the ones he surrounds himself with! for you to grab his attention, you must be someone truly out of the ordinary.

.☘︎ ݁˖ riding on him with his motorcycle feels so safe. he places his own helmet on you until you get your own (which you do fast because no way is he going on the traffics without a helmet SAFETY FIRST!)

.☘︎ ݁˖ under everything is a slight hint of guilt. he’s a gang member, and there are enemies that sometimes he cannot stop. but, he’s definitely going to put his life on the line if its to ensure your safety—yeah this never happens though because the two of you end up getting married and live happily ever after.

— runner up: SENJU KAWARAGI

[a/n] thank you sm for this matchup exchange 💕💕 i hope you enjoy!!!

[priscilla9993]

Currently on ep 4, somebody tell me why the last two minutes of this left cliffhangers for all these traumatized main characters for season 2. Here are my theories and thoughts. 

As much as I ship Elias and Chise as the main ones, I’m also dying to see Chise and Philomela as girlfriends besties. Although Chise is often the damsel in distress while successfully being someone’s white knight (self sacrificial harm am I right?), I can see her rescuing Philomela from whatever ails her by being a friend, be it being supportive about mental health problems, isolation, bullying, or magical curse problems. But like tell me why Philomela, sleep deprived and anxious baby, threw away the calming teas that Chise gave her? Trust levels may be low but I just want someone to hug Philomela and tell her that not everyone is kind bc they want something in return.

Lucy as Chise’s dorm roommate has so much potential except that girlie likes her space, quiet, and sleep more than anything else. I hope Chise reaches out to her more when she’s awake despite everyone else seeing her alone and saying “she’s just like that so don’t bother”. Seeing her wake up from a nightmare about people manufacturing stuff, I’m just like “is that your backstory moment for why you don’t trust or want to hang out with anyone?” Could it be related to war or the printing of books?

Zoe (I assume they’re male but that name seems so oddly female) has red headphones on all the time and can sense things that are un-normal I guess. Dude looks like he’s on the verge of a panic or anxiety attack at the sight of Chise so eeee. I can only assume he has sensory overstimulation problems from things that are unknown or not human but I really hope he can open up to others and give people like Chise a chance, to see them not as malicious or with ill intent.  Great googly moogly, all of these characters have trauma and unseen backstories as of now, but I’m all for them becoming friends and getting past their differences by realizing they don’t have to controlled by their fears or going through them alone.

[cinnamon-bunni]

bunni please talk about miridami + if you want to, liam and damien (platonic) they mean so much to me

thank you thank you thank you tha-

okay so yeah Miridami? basically me dying over the aesthetics. main reason why i ship them is aesthetic reasons lmao cause like cutesy princess x bad boy prince is sooooo good actually. idk it's just. so pretty. so badass. its perfect in everyway. love a lil mermaid who just goes "*puffs out cheeks* guards take him away; maybe an execution will make him change his mind" and its so fun and shes adorable. damien loves it and finds her so cute when she gets all murder-y. and miranda loves damien very much, mainly because she loves the idea of a knight in shiny armor coming to save her in her tall tower--like from a fairytale, but with a lot more fire and murder. and also the small arc miranda goes through with trying to change damien into a "true prince" that she's always dreamed of and told about from her family, but slowly learning that she loved damien for who he was. that while she did daydream about a dragon-slaying hero, she also fell just as hard for a dragon-slaying demon who did the job just as well (just with more fire and more of a chaotic-neutral then a lawful-good). like hes just as cool and hot and he just takes her breath away. also her favorite thing to do is make him flustered, because he gets all red and warm (which is like his normal state but shhh), and he gets all embarrassed is is very cute <3 and also damien just loves her so much. miranda is just so cute and is passionate about art and her kingdom. and yeah, the merkingdom is a bit of a touchy conversation, mainly because he very much disagrees with how her family runs it, and wishes she could see how bad things are there. they disagree on a few things (especially that specifically), but i can see them both growing from the relationship. i can see miranda possibly learning that just maybe the way the mierkingdom is being run is sorta bad, and damien learning to enjoy other people's company and being more open in his interests with others. idk i just love these two so so so much and this ship is very good imo. love them so much

(putting second half under readmore because this is getting kinda long ^^;;;)

also thank you for asking for Damien & Liam, because you are so right, these two mean the world to me and is like my top platonic pairing for liam personally (he and zoe is like a very close second tho) because like,,,,these two. they understand each other. despite liam's skepticism, damien does understand him. he understands liam's want to bury his interests, his need to be cold and aloof. okay, he might not understand or know why, but he gets it, at least a little bit. he can understand and empathize. and liam understands damien....a bit. okay he doesnt really understand why damien does these idiotic things and why he doesnt think things through but eh. hes entertaining to be around. plus, sometimes he can be sorta chill, and i think liam likes to hang around someone like that. he generally gravitates more towards people like vera or polly because (while polly is usually v loud and eccentric), they can be quiet and be serious when need be. and idk i feel like liam could get pissed over the fact that damien says he understands, but when in fact he really fucking doesnt but...idk something about damien caring tugs on his cold and rusty heartstrings. and also he very much appreciates the fact that damien keeps up the facade along with him of not caring about his shit. that he doesnt care about whatever liam's talking about, but is in fact paying attention to the fact that liam likes the restaurant down the block because they kill their humans in the most humane way possible. idk damien acts aloof and all cool like, and i feel like even though its a bit obvious to liam that hes faking it, he still appreciates it in a weird way. and like damien likes how straight forward liam is. because he is in fact the straight man of the group, and damien finds that hilarious. and hes fun to tease and bring about on dumb adventures. and hes just so brutally truthful, and damien appreciates something like that. hes just someone who is easy to talk to, and doesnt hold back on criticism and the truth. and surprisingly liam was the one who made damien accept himself and who he was, that he can still be a total badass but still be into drag and makeup, that he can enjoy whatever the hell he wanted to enjoy. which is ironic because sometimes he it feels like liam doesnt enjoy anything. but its def more of a "do as i say and not as i do" because liam doesnt really let himself enjoy mainstream things as much as he should so :/ idk i feel like in the end those two just have a lot of quiet bonding moments. times when no one else is around and they pour their hearts out, and then pretend it never happened the next morning lol but these two have a lot of potential i feel like; they're opposites and yet understand each other on some sort of level, and idk i feel like they're just very good friends (and dont make me mention the caganer ending in prom because i have SO many feelings on it. liam is invited for the holidays in the LaVey household and that's that on that)

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The rest:

 Okay let's move on to the FALLEN aka Megatronus - I heavily dislike the "I killed Solus" story for him but I also love me a brooding ol Megatronus but the handsome knight of TFONE has recently stolen my heart! so old HCs first: He visits Cybertron more often to atone for his own sins against his kind and creator Stuck in a perpetual loop of depression he's not the same warrior he once was, but if called again he would defend Cybertron with his life in the name of his sister, Solus so that he may leave something positive in her name TFONE Megatronus is gonna be my go to silly knight tho, he's so girldad coded I need him for fanboying megs and my mental health And I could take inspo from Mss Yuina from HBR

You can never go wrong will a silly yet hardcore, caring knight who takes everything too seriously in my book. 💙 Next is Solus~ Again not a fan of her dying, I get it she becomes the well of allsparks and all that jazz but also CONSIDER MY FRIENDS She still gets a physical form and continues to create in her never ending journey for perfection for a weapon or merely an art project to make a positive impact on the world; also she may or may not led a femme colony cause she was bored and made life on a planet herself to test it herself. I mean if she's connected to the afterlife why not have it both ways; Onyx does - Also, this means my fave won't be sad and they can hang out in her workshop - In my HCs she's one of the tallest Primes making even Megatron feel small. - She's got a temper but knows when to reign it in except when she's in a particularly great fight, then its over; you better hope you give her a good time for inspiration! Okay gonna try and keep these short so zoe doesn't kill me People are gonna say I'm addicted to Neet characters but oh well Micronus is the def of a Neet, he keeps to himself in the bubble universe of his creation only coming out when HE HAS to or wants something But be careful, he's not a pushover, you might end up offlining in a pixel bubble universe (I know its called microspace but I got too attached to bubble universe; I'll use it correctly one day cause I don't feel like editing this) of his own making! remember you've only got 1 LIFE!

Gamer stuff aside as the conscious of the 13; despite his own personality; he does care deeply for his siblings and strives to make the connection between them stronger as to not let anyone down!

Alpha Trion - The recordless recordkeeper Again we are gonna have two different HCs for him since TFONE came out

But originally, he was seen as the weakest Prime, and he felt it the most as a Prime with not many stories to a name because "A records keeper has no stories to tell but others. I cannot live without my quill guiding my servo of what will be, when it will be, and how it disappears…"

Despite that, he dreams of being more but will never tell a soul of such fantasies.

As for TFONE I love him and need more time to simmer on my hcs for him; but he is the BEST version of Alpha Trion and will be my default from now on.

more to come... I regret this...

since you're doing hcs

HCs for the 13 primes in 200 words or less so it's challenging 🫢

Bro thinks Imma FOLLOW THE RULES WHEN RULES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN Anyways, ladies and non binaries; let's get this show started!

I've actually written very small vignettes for the 13 for a RP for the people who are out of the loop, no they aren't published but maybe one day I can post em if someone asks nicely 😘 I'd have to explain the context of it all but basically I made this whole sim area based off of Elysia realm; that game mode left a lasting impact on me and it made sense for the Prime's to enter their wisdom as data that embody who they are when they are updated for wisdom is not given, it's earned through mistakes and strife in life. Anyways let's start from the top with my favorite of the Primes: Onyx Prime He doesn't get a lot of screentime which sucks cause he's like THE SHEPARD of the group: He should be guiding Optimus more than Alpha Trion does come on writers THATS HIS WHOLE THING LEADING! (IDW was Shockwave so that doesn't count) I need more of his friendly and kind hearted personality to shine in the main series so BADLY and like again I'm the Predacon addict; let him be my token PREDACON 😭 Anyways onto HCs - with his Triptych Mask; I often give him the aesthetic of opening doors to many places across the universe since he's so spiritually connected to nature and life as it is, he basically has a "Tunnel of light" that can not only guide him but the souls of dearly departed or maybe a lost living soul looking for a reason to keep going forward. - He wanted to live peacefully on Cybertron for a very long time but alas Cybertron wasn't the best place for predacons and maximals with their connection with nature and as transformers I feel he would gladly take the call to transform, adapt and evolve for the betterment of their people - Also, he smelt that functionism bs a mile away and decided to cut his losses while he could. His kids come first! - Can be considered the most motherly and emotionally aware of the group, he's got a good head on him which is why he's so well liked 💙 - He's best friends with predaking in all continuities idc they always find each other - Despite being apart of the Well of Allsparks, he has a physical form but it takes a lot of energy to stabilize so don't expect long talks at night. Onto my second favorite- Quintus Prime! Can I just mention how beautiful this design is? He's so pretty I love him 💙

I never really agreed with him being unimaginative considering he created life but I understood the perfectionist plights he held as for idealism, where his concepts really that unrealistic? I loved questioning that because despite his good intentions he made probably one of the worst species alive but it brings about a funny thing about life; you can't mold individuals with free will to your vision. One way or another this would have unfolded considering many would do anything to reach their god much less creator to understand their purpose in life. okay no more philosophy, lets move on to those hcs~ - After many of his failed attempts at making allies for Cybertronians he withheld himself in the land of his daydreams casting aside his perfectionist habits, he paints. He creates for the joy of it, for within a dream nothing can escape his control. It gives him time to think things out and truly understand how life exists and the beauty of nature that once puzzled him that his brother Onyx knew so well. It's a slow process but it opens this scientist's horizons beyond anything even primus could anticipate! You already know whose my next favorite is if you know me and my love for Transformers Cybertron and Armada those shows were my CHILDHOOD BRO Let's set the timer for Vector Prime! ⏰ YOU'LL ALWAYS BE ICONIC QUEEN THE FIRST PRIME I EVER STANNED OPTIMUS PRIME WHO /jk

I subscribe to the majority of his Ask Vector Prime answers which as follows: He's a fan of the dinobots He used to "boogie down" with a disco ball. Despite having traveled far and wide, he could not see why kids loved Cinnamon Toast Crunch. If he had to choose a beast mode, it would be a large sea mammal. Everyone he ever cares about will grow old and die in what, to him, is just the pulse of a spark. Sometimes, he feels alone even when he's in a crowd. His favorite human movie was Back to the Future, due to the performance of lead actor Eric Stoltz. He revealed himself as a Point One Percenter (after the Shroud).

Please read what this man talks about on tfwiki, he's a national treasure who brings me joy during my great depression. Anyways onto my own hcs 🥰

He's a stickler for being on time! Don't you dare be late! You're wasting his precious time!Vector Prime - The clock that always strikes on time!He's the first POP (Point One Percenter) and was the mold for many POP's in the future such as Skywarp As a being held by the constraints of time, even though he wants to save as many universes as he can, he simply cannot; he's stuck between a physical form and a form distorted by the whims of time and space what little control he has is simply a delicacy that must be treasured with the utmost care. He keeps small trinkets from his favorite universes and planets and leaves clocks around for the sole purpose of helping those looking for his helping hand. Also, I just think it'd be neat to find a giant clock and if you strike right for midnight he'll appear!!

The rest are in the reblogs. 👏🏽

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A Brave Knight...

Hanji Zoë

Definitely gonna make more medieval age snk ;)

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Levihan getting drunk 💗

Inspired by a kdrama 🙃