#mitra rambles

[dyrewrites]

I love the writing memes of;

"yay ideas!"

"oh, no, I have to write them."

But I don't...feel that. Ideas are fun and all but I like the making them into something bit more.

I love putting the ideas into practice and seeing where they lead me, I love researching things to ground what the idiots in my head want to do in some form of reality.

All the little details I had to work out for my own invented world were candy to me. Learning about ecosystems to create my own was a downright delight. I've only had to make one map so far but it was so much fun I can't wait to do another for the next book.

Covers even, while they frustrate because I don't trust my art skill, they are fun to figure out. To try and find something that works and says enough without saying too much.

Most of the parts I love doing, in fact!

I even enjoy revision. Not a huge fan of editing, but that's mostly my brain insisting extra letters are needed because I grew up reading a lot of classic European literature and apparently 'u' is not as prominent anymore in the spelling of some words. I also use words too old for spellcheck on occasion, which is amusing.

Marketing, however, and anything related...I hate. I think I genuinely hate it. I've put all my love into this thing but my brain still insists it isn't good enough to hold up and ask you to buy. So it's hard.

Point is I could write all day every day. Sadly, I need to keep this meat breathing and the house from falling apart around me, and also I don't really make much doing it. So I can't just write constantly (I've done it anyway and my family checks on me if I've been quiet too long because of it).

That was a whole lot to ask if anyone else actually enjoys the writing part over the ideas part.

I might be a tad excitable today.

[levis-poison-is-my-medicine]

Tea Lovers

A Levi x reader fanfic (Flufftober 2024)

Crossposted from AO3

Maybe your love for tea is the only thing you have in common. Maybe your biggest talent is annoying the shit out of Levi, and still somehow always getting away with it. But maybe he wouldn't have it any other way.

tags: fluff and humor, silly and sweet, tea-obsessed fem!reader with their head in the clouds (word count: 3.33k)

(Levi x reader Masterlist)

"Please?", you asked Erwin for the umpteenth time, making puppy dog eyes while trying to keep up with him as he walked swiftly back towards his office.

The moment he had seen you making his way towards him, his steps had significantly picked up speed, but you didn't even notice, too busy trying to put as much pathos into your voice as possible. This would be your last chance, so you were dead set on convincing him this time.

"Pretty please? Pretty pretty please?"

But as always, your pleas fell on deaf ears. None of your tactics worked on him. You had been begging Erwin to take you with him for weeks.

The moment you heard he was heading to Mitras for work, you knew you just had to go with him, but for some reason, he said no every time you asked him.

Maybe this was because you had no business being there, only occupying a low rank in the scouts. Maybe it was because you had a habit of talking too much. Either way, he didn't seem too keen on the idea.

Erwin let out an exasperated breath. "As I said before, this is a meeting between the military leaders of the three divisions. You won't be able to attend."

He gave you a stern look, but it was lost on you.

"Besides, I am only there for a day anyway, so what would you even want to do there?", Erwin added in a final desperate attempt to discourage you. Needless to say, it didn't work.

"I'm glad you asked!", you said excitedly, a little out of breath since you had to break into a little jog to keep up with his long strides. This didn't stop you from rambling, though. It never did.

"I promise I will stay out of your hair! In fact, you won't even notice I'm there. Because while you're doing your official commander business, I'll be out on an important mission myself, roaming the streets of the city, looking for the good stuff. The kind they only sell in Mitras, you know? The finest, fanciest first class shit only reserved for royalty and aristocrats. I will get it all! Well maybe not all... But as much as I can afford! I saved all of my wages for the fateful day that I would be allowed to step foot into the capital and–"

"So you're saying it was never your intention to attend the meeting?", Erwin interrupted you.

You blinked at him. "Well...no. I thought that was obvious. Why would someone like me be there?" You were just a common soldier, after all. "I only need a ride there and back again."

Erwin groaned.

"Why didn't you lead with that? I can't believe you pestered me all this time because you wanted to go on a shopping spree...", he muttered, defeated.

You perked up at his words, eyes twinkling with hope.

"Does that mean you'll let me go with you?."

He dragged a hand across his face and sighed. "Fine. If that means you'll finally leave me alo–"

"Yay!", you interrupted him, the biggest goofy grin plastered across your face as you broke into a small victory dance. "I promise you will not regret this!"

"I don't know about that...", Erwin mumbled, having finally reached the safety of his office. He unlocked the door, attempting to shut it before you could enter, but you slipped in right behind him, much to his chagrin.

"Is there something else?", he asked, looking between you and the mountains of paperwork he would still have to finish before leaving for Mitras first thing tomorrow morning.

"I just wanted to say...thank you, commander", you said, still smiling widely.

"I'll be forever in your debt! If you ever need help with something, anything, don't hesitate to ask me! Big or small, be it manual labor or administrative stuff I'll–"

"Actually", he interrupted the exuberant stream of words gushing out from your mouth, his eyes on the documents sitting on his desk. "I might have something you could help me with."

– –

The next morning you practically skipped to the carriage which would take you to the ship, barely able to contain your enthusiasm.

Erwin was walking alongside you, eyeing you incredulously. He knew you couldn't have gotten much sleep last night as you had stayed up with him, working your way through all the paperwork, but it didn't seem to affect you much.

Another surprise to add to the list then, since last night he had already been astonished to discover that despite your seemingly airheaded nature, you were actually quite a serious worker with attention to detail.

Quite frankly, he hadn't expected much when he had enlisted your help yesterday, but your ability to focus on such a mundane task for so long made him reconsider the preconceived notions he had about you. Maybe you weren't so bad, after all.

You were still chattering away in joyous anticipation as you climbed into the carriage, not minding the fact that Erwin didn't say much in return, when suddenly you stopped dead in your tracks.

There was another person inside the coach.

He looked up at the sudden noise, a blank expression on his face, and your eyes widened in recognition.

Sitting there with his legs crossed, book in hand, was none other than Levi Ackerman. You never had the chance to speak with him before, as you were part of a different squad, but of course you knew who he was.

Delighted, you thrust out a hand and introduced yourself. He stared at it with raised eyebrows, not returning the gesture. "I'm Levi–"

"I know", you said happily. "You're Captain Levi. I'm so pleased to finally meet you." You slid into the seat across from him, allowing Erwin to enter behind you. "I had no idea that you were coming with us. Erwin must have forgotten to mention it."

His eyebrows wandered even higher at your familiar way of addressing the commander, and he shot Erwin a glance.

"Don't ask", the man mumbled as he sat down next to Levi. This was just the way you were with people. He had given up trying to correct you.

Levi hummed, turning his attention back to the book in his lap. It was a long ride ahead and he was looking forward to reading in peace.

Clearly you had other plans in mind. "So I take it you will sit in on the meeting with Erwin?", you asked, unperturbed.

Levi scowled, looking back up.

"Yes", he said flatly, then attempted to focus on the book once again.

"Figures. With you being humanity's strongest, and all", you said, nodding.

He tutted irritably, eyes still trained on the pages.

There was a moment of silence which actually allowed him to parse the meaning of the sentence he had been re-reading for the fourth time now. However, it was short-lived.

"There's this one famous shop I'm dying to visit, though", you started.

Levi snapped the book shut. He was now full-on death-glaring at you, but you gave no notice, just happy you had his attention.

"You should go there, too, if you get the chance. It has the rarest, finest–"

"You should try to get some rest. How can you be so full of energy after last night?", Erwin interrupted you, trying to salvage the situation. He had watched Levi's eyes growing narrower and narrower and was honestly fearing for your life at this point.

"Why, it's only the power of black tea! Two pots, to be exact", you replied eagerly.

"Two...pots?", Erwin repeated, dumbfounded.

"Well, usually the two pots are reserved for getting me out of the food coma after lunch, and I only have one in the morning. Can't face the dread of getting up without it. But today called for more, since it's a special occasion." You gave him a warm smile. "Thanks again for letting me tag along."

"You're welcome", Erwin said, still a bit taken aback by the sheer amount of tea you consumed. He glanced at Levi, who was still looking at you, the glare on his face now replaced with his usual deadpan expression, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"If you ever need help with paperwork again, just give me a holler. It was actually kind of fun", you said, still smiling.

"You have a strange definition of fun", Erwin muttered, shaking his head. "But I will." He rubbed his eyes, which were dry from the lack of sleep.

"I'm glad. You look a bit...overworked", you pointed out, taking in the bags under his eyes. They were so pronounced that even you noticed them.

"I'm just tired. I'll try to get in some shut-eye on the way."

"Got it. I'll keep my mouth shut." You grinned.

Fortunately for the two men, you spent the rest of the ride glued to the window, quietly taking in the sights around you.

– –

Your silence lasted until you got to the boat, then you just couldn't keep it in anymore.

"Wow, this view is breathtaking", you said as you leaned against the railing of the ferry, looking out onto the river leading you deeper inside Wall Sina with big eyes, hair fluttering in the stiff breeze.

"Don't you think it's amazing how fast this moves? With this speed, we'll be in Mitras in no time."

"You act like you've never ridden on a ferry before", Levi said dryly.

He and Erwin were standing some distance away from the railing to avoid the sharp winds.

"That's because I haven't."

He shot you a surprised look, watching as you craned your head up towards the steel wires suspended above the river which helped the barge move.

"Did you know that these boat can carry up to 150 tons? That's like 300 cows or something."

"I'm sure cows are heavier than that", Erwin said.

"300 horses, then", you said. "My point remains. These wires are strong as hell"

"They are indeed", Erwin conceded.

"I didn't know farm animals were an accepted unit of weight", Levi deadpanned. "You forgot the pigs."

"Hmm", you went, seriously considering the answer. "Maybe about 750? They are much lighter than horses."

Levi shook his head at your earnest response and watched as you leaned even further over the railing, putting your entire weight on your upper body.

"If she keeps this up, she's gonna end up falling in."

Erwin hummed in agreement. Neither of them made a move to stop you.

"I'm going inside", Levi said, taking out his book again. He hadn't planned on being outside at all, but you had insisted, sputtering nonsense about the beauty of nature and taking in the sights.

As he sat down to read, he couldn't help but to take a last look out the window at the deck, half-expecting you to have fallen into the river already.

But you were still there, arms stretched out at the surface of the water like you were trying to touch it, an expression of pure and utter delight on your face.

"Idiot", he mumbled, and turned his attention back to the book.

This wouldn't be the last time he glanced up to check on you.

– –

After you had reached Mitras, you were quick to run off the boat.

"Let's meet here again for the last ferry of the day", Erwin called after you, not sure if you even heard him.

He watched you disappear into the crowd of people and sighed.

"What am I going to do with her..."

– –

You made it back just in time before the boat departed, waving at the two men who waited at the dock as you ran towards them.

Out of breath, you skidded to a halt in front of them.

"You're late", Levi said with apparent distaste.

"I'm...sorry", you panted. "Got lost...on my way back. I didn't know the capital was...this damn big."

"It's fine. I'm glad you made it", Erwin said mildly.

You were still wheezing and clutching your sides, a single bag inside your left hand.

"That's it?", Erwin asked, gesturing at the bag as you made your way onto the ferry. "I thought you wanted to go on this grand shopping tour and spend all of your money."

"Oh yeah, I did! I went all out and splurged everything on this!", you said excitedly. "I can't wait to show you."

Levi watched the exchange with raised eyebrows.

"Everything I heard about the capital was true! In fact, it was even better than I imagined! I actually thought I was in heaven. It was so hard to decide which ones to get. There were so many different varieties", you continued enthusiastically, gesticulating wildly for emphasis. "But I decided to go for quality instead of quantity. I mean, that's what money's for, right? It's not every day that you get to be in the capital, perusing the finest shops for the finest goods this world has to offer."

You carefully set your bag down on the table and took a seat in front of Levi and Erwin.

"Sooo... Are you ready to see the precious fruits of my long and laborious quest for the best of the best?"

You didn't even wait for an answer, taking out tin after tin and placing them on the table with dramatic flourish.

"Isn't this amazing?", you said happily, your face practically glowing with rapture as you took in the sight of your haul spread out in front of you.

Levi nodded, looking actually interested for once.

"Is this all...tea?“, Erwin asked in disbelief.

The table was, in fact, filled with tea canisters of all sizes.

"Of course it's all tea. What did you think I was going to buy?", you asked, genuinely puzzled that he could possibly think you would spend your hard-earned money on anything other than tea.

"I just assumed you meant clothing and the like."

"Huh. I could have sworn I told you", you murmured, still unconvinced.

"You did not."

"If you say so."

"I do say so", the commander retorted, a twinge of irritation noticeable in his voice.

"Okay, whatever. Who cares. Let's return our attention back to what's really important.", you said, gesturing at the tea in front of you.

Erwin heaved a deep sigh as you giddily started to showcase the tea you had bought.

For each one, you started with its region of origin, then you named its grade, which was of course always the finest, followed by a florid description of its aroma, never forgetting to mention what set it apart from other, lesser ones, and finally you opened the tea tin and made everyone smell it.

"How did you get this?", Levi asked in astonishment, examining the smallest of the tea canisters. "This is from Wall Maria. I thought there was none of it left."

"Ooh, I see you know your stuff. I'm always glad to meet a fellow coinnoisseur." You gave him a cheerful smile.

"I was actually planning on saving the best for last, but oh well, since you're interested..."

You took a deep breath. "You're right. It's only the last special finest tippy golden flowery orange pekoe from the most distinguished tea growing region in the south of Wall Maria. I basically had to sell a kidney to get this. Remember that famous tea shop I told you about on our ride here? They are known to have the rarest leaves, usually only reserved for royalty. But I got to talking with the owner and used all of my persuasive power to get him to sell it to me, until he finally caved!" You smiled gleefully.

Erwin could imagine exactly how that had gone. He felt sorry for the poor guy. You must have pestered him the same way you had Erwin when you tried to get him to take you to Mitras with him.

"So it's actually legit?", Levi asked, not entirely convinced.

"Go ahead, open it", you told him with a grin. "And see for yourself."

He did, holding it under his nose to take in the aroma.

"It's exquisite, isn't it?", you said excitedly, watching as his eyes grew wide.

"It is." He admitted, sounding impressed.

"You smell it, too, Erwin!", you said and took the canister from Levi to practically thrust it in Erwin’s face, then proceeded to look at him expectantly.

"It smells the same like the others to me. Rather like tea, as one might say", Erwin said matter-of-factly.

You gasped in horror. "Take that back. How can you even say that? That's sacrilegious."

Erwin shrugged. "It is simply my opinion."

You harrumphed and shook your head in disbelief.

"There is no place for opinions here. This is excellent tea, and that's a fact.", Levi said surly.

"Thank you!", you exclaimed. "I'm glad that at least one person here has taste and is distinguished enough to recognize true greatness when they see it."

You glared pointedly at Erwin before giving Levi a sweet smile.

"Since you seem to be an expert judge on the matter of tea, maybe you can help me decide which one to put in this? It's too big for the little I have of the Wall Maria one."

You reached inside your bag to take out one last item. It was a beautiful dark blue tea canister with an ornate, flowery design. "They had so many gorgeous ones, but I ran out of money, so I could only buy this one."

Levi looked at it, brows knitted. "It's yours, decide for yourself."

"Oh come on, please? I really can't make up my mind."

He clicked his tongue in annoyance, but then pointed at one of the bigger tea tins.

"That one, then."

"Yay, that's a good choice, thank you so much!" You beamed at Levi.

He averted his gaze and scoffed. "It's not like I put much thought into it", he muttered.

But you didn't even hear him, too busy humming happily as you put the tea back into the bag.

"This was the best day ever!"

– –

"This was the worst day ever", you groaned as you slunked into the room you shared with three other scouts. Two months had passed since that trip to Mitras.

There wasn't a single body part that didn't ache from today's intense training session. To top it all off, you had been in charge of cleaning duty. Now the day was basically over.

"So much for having a good birthday", you grumbled. No one besides Erwin had even remembered it, and he remembered everything, so it didn't count.

Sighing with exhaustion, you let yourself fall onto your bed, only to let out a little cry of pain. "What the hell?", you asked as you rubbed your lower back where it had made contact with something hard lying in your bed.

You rolled over, examining the culprit. It was a beautiful dark red tea canister with blue flowers dotting it, the inverse image to the one sitting on the shelves next to your desk.

"Could this be…a birthday present?", you wondered, a happy smile already spreading across your lips. "But from whom?" You turned it over, looking for a clue, but you found none.

You asked your roommates when they came back, but they sheepishly admitted that they hadn't even known that it was your birthday.

"Hmm“, you said. There were only two other people who knew about your prized tea canister: Erwin and Levi.

Erwin, always the fair-minded one, had already told you that he didn't get anyone presents. "If I gave you one, I would have to give one to every scout, and I'm afraid I can't afford that."

So this left you with only one option. It had got to be from Levi.

"That's a fellow tea lover for you", you whispered, touched, as you pressed the present to your chest.

"But which tea should I put in it?"

You knew just who to ask.

Notes: Soo this marks the beginning of The Tea Lovers series, a bunch of loosely connected short and sweet and mostly just silly fluff pieces I am writing for Flufftober. They're all set around the same time (sometime after the fall of Wall Maria in S1, before Eren and co. join the scouts) and feature the same reader. You happily live in your own little world where everything revolves around tea, totally oblivious to what you're doing to Levi, lol. I am going to be releasing the next part soon, so stay tuned!

Click here for Part 2

[violentvaleska]

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆

ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ʏᴀɴ!ʟᴇᴠɪ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ���s ʜɪs ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛᴇᴅ sᴜʙᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴀʙʟᴇ ғᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ-ɪɴᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ-ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄs, sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴛᴇɴsɪᴏɴ, ᴍɪsᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴀʙᴜsɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, sᴍᴜᴛ, ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ, ᴅᴜʙᴄᴏɴ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ

Levi doesn't really know what has drawn him to you. Perhaps your eagerness to please or your fearful and awe driven gaze directed him. Maybe it was your cute smile or the elegant way you held yourself. It certainly wasn't the fact that you were born in the safety of Mitras and your weak excuse of combat wasn't it either. While you appear to be smart and talented with the ODM gear, you certainly wouldn't do fighting titans. It's that simple. Your purpose as a soldier would probably be death, giving your life for humanity. Levi hates that fact; he despises the idea of you dying. You were subordinated to him after you joined the Survey Corps a year ago and if it wasn't for him, you would have been eaten and ripped apart on more occasions than he would like to admit. 

He expected you to be just that, a rich brat. Probably narcissistic and an egomaniac, having only your own desires in best interest. Most likely arrogant and always bragging about your accomplishments, like Oluo. To his surprise you were nothing like that. Your star struck eyes would always look up to him, a mixture of hope and awe in them. You would follow his every comment, much like Petra, but unlike her you were still in need of extra training.

The Captain always held you close. He would make you stay longer in training, so you could get better and stronger. After he would tell you to shower and meet him in his office to help him with paperwork, something that definitely wasn't in your range of duty. He abused his power over you, using your eagerness to help for his own advantage. Levi thrived, still does, in your attention and obedient behavior. He quite often thinks about you, wondering why a brat of Mitras would join the military. You had no reason to; a rich family, fulfilled life. And while he doesn't enjoy the thought of you with another man, you would have probably married someone of your class and bore him children. These thoughts made him realize that it might be the reason why you left. You did not want to be treated like a baby machine, did not want to marry a stranger twice your age. The Scouts made you free, or so you thought. Truth is you'd never be free, not as long as your Captain was around. It made him wonder what your life was like in Mitras. You were a late bloomer; joined when you turned eighteen, he knew that much. You probably waited to legally decide your fate on your own, without having to worry about your parents intervening. He remembers that day he looked over all of the reports of his new Cadets. You caught his interest.

"Fucking Mitras brat." He spat.

And then Eren came around. Levi was aware of his importance and upcoming changes that would occur with the moment he stepped foot into the Corps. Levi sat in Erwin's office drinking tea while he rolled his eyes at Hange’s rambling, their loud voice caused him a headache. 

"We need you to pick a new squad, Levi. Your Cadets will be handed over to Miche, so you have time to prepare your soldiers for the special operation. " Erwin explained and gave them a meaningful glance. He felt sour at the thought, but eventually decided to dare his luck a little.

"Sure. Am I allowed to hand-pick my new squad?" The blonde, tall man rolled his eyes, giving him a cold facade. 

"Yes. I trust you on your decisions. Do you have anyone specific in mind?" In his head, Levi screamed your name in desperation. 

"Eld is a fine soldier. Petra Ral and Oluo Bozado would be suited too." He halted, glaring at him as he waited for Erwin to agree. He did so gladly. 

"There is someone else." Levi noted and cleared his throat. The Commander gave him a sad look, feeling regret twirling in his gut. 

"You want to drag her into this?" Erwin wondered, hoping to motivate his friend to change his mind. 

"You said you would trust my decisions." Erwin stopped arguing and Levi knew he had Smith wrapped around his finger. He would give him almost anything if it meant that the Captain was happy. Confused Hange scratched their head. "Who are you talking about?" They asked directed at Erwin, they didn't expect an answer from Levi anyways. 

"A Cadet from Levi's current squad." It didn't take more to form Hange’s lips into an 'O' shape as awkward silence hit them. Rumors had already spread in the upper ranks of the squad about Levi being madly in love with his subordinate. The Captain would never dare to call it love though. No, he just gets off on the idea of having control over the Mitras brat. 

"Why did you choose me?" You asked him when the two of you cleaned the hall of your new headquarters, an abandoned castle. It's dirty and if there was something Levi hated more than stains on his clothes it certainly was an unclean environment. 

"Are you questioning my decisions brat?" He felt good, turning the words in your mouth so you would feel sorry.

"I would never dare to, Captain!" You raised your voice in fear, looking at him with hurt. 

"It's just-" You started shuddering at his cold stare, knowing you had to choose your next words wisely.

"There are so many others who are better than me." He nodded his head and agreed with you, your polite smile falling. He felt almost bad, but the thin line of feeling bad and boiling lust was conflicted within him. 

"But I have my reasons. You have other useful qualities." He encouraged her. 

"Like what?" Levi sighted and gritted his teeth, fletching them at her. 

"Oi, shut up now. The floors don't clean themselves." Shrinking under him you held your breath and whispered a small 'sorry Sir' continuing your cleaning duties. 

You didn't have dinner tonight, not enough time to eat. You relaxed in the showers and thought about your mistakes for too long. You shouldn't have lost your temper, shouldn't have raised your voice, after all Captain Levi is your superior, you don't know what has gotten into you. Petra tried to offer you comfort. "He's just stressed." She assured you, as she held your crying body in her arms. "I'm sure he only wants to talk things out with you! You mean a lot to him, I can tell." Her words were smoothing and the two of you made their way into the showers, relaxing under the warm stream of water. 

In his mind the two of you got closer over the past three weeks you were at the castle. With every passing day he got more and more desperate, bombing you with training. Learning about the true purpose of the 57th expedition, he had to make sure that you were safe. The hard work made you feel exhausted and after you had to repeat the same exercise for what felt like the hundredth time you simply snapped.

"I can't do this anymore!" You screamed, while you lost your calm demeanor. Throwing a tantrum around Levi, criticizing him at the same time, wasn't the best idea, you'll admit. The Captain angrily shut you up and squeezed your arm under his tight grip. He felt pissed, angry way beyond your pathetic imagination.

"If you don't get better you will die. I can’t always be there to save your sorry ass Cadet." He was aggressive and shook your body. 

"Then don't! I'm a soldier, it would be an honor to die for your cause." It was the first time he had violently touched you; the back of his hand smacking against your skin. His squad held their breaths in shock and didn't know how to react to his outburst. It wasn't unusual for Levi to get physical with people that misbehaved, but with you it was something else. Never did he lay his hands on you, except in training of course. You were quiet, other than the quiet whimpers that left your lips. It urged him to do worse. 

"Are you dense? You stupid brat don't even know what it means to die in honor. You should have stayed in Mitras with that attitude. I'm in no need of suicidal soldiers." You started crying at this point, shaking under his hands. He felt adrenaline shot into his abdomen, a nice tingle made his member slightly twitch at the sight of you. 

"Then why did you choose me?" He was close to hitting you again, his hand bawling into a fist; knuckles shining white. 

"Meet me in an hour in my office. Clean yourself up, you smell." With that he let you go and walked past his squat, eyebrows furrowing as Petra ran to your side, offering comfort. You didn't deserve that; he thought and shook his head in anger. The two of you were too soft. 

After that you dressed in your fresh formal-uniform and brushed your wet hair behind your ears, trying to appear as neat and dolled up as always, a habit that stuck with you ever since you were a little girl. Your parents made sure that your appearance would match your status as a wealthy Mitras girl. You hated it there, felt trapped and lonely. Some things that were taught to you stayed with you though, like taking good care of your body, always keeping your stuff clean or being polite. Of course, you learned to obey others, especially men, too. They prepared you to be a good wife. It scared you, made you feel sick; the thought of marrying a stranger gave you anxiety. It's why you decided to leave and enlisted in the Training Corps, making your parents disappointed. You felt guilty, as much as you do now. You displeased your Captain, the one you looked up to, the one that makes you eager to submit. You would do anything and perhaps, tonight you will. 

Those thoughts cross your mind as you stand in front of his office and private quarters. The upper ranks really have nice privileges. Your heart pounds against your chest, as you softly knock on the wood. Footsteps emerge as you fitch with the hem of your dress shirt. The door creaks open, revealing your Captain to you. He takes a step to the side, offering you access to his office with a spread arm. You don't look at him when you enter, head hanging low, and eyes fixed on the ground. Your punishment might be a severe one, probably physical discipline. He did punish you twice, made you run around the headquarters for three hours or leave out all the meals once. But this time is going to be much worse, and you know it's the way he looks at you that makes you question his sanity. You should feel ashamed of that. 

"You know Cadet, I could tell that you were on edge as of lately." He starts and takes a seat, making you stand opposite of his desk. 

"And I get it, we all are." He places his slender hands on the wooden surface, the same hands that caused you pain an hour ago. 

"But raising your voice against your Captain? Arguing with him, with me-“ he scoffs leaning forward.

"Now that's disrespectful on a new level. What happened? Did I finally break my favorite toy?" Levi mocks, a sinister expression on his usual stoic face. The last sentence got to you, eyes widening, a little displeased groan escapes you, eyebrows furrowing at the insult. Though, instead of sharing your discomfort with him, you simply answer: "Sorry Captain. It won't happen again." At that he rolls his eyes, shaking his head disappointed. 

"That did not answer my question. Did I break you yet, Cadet?" You wonder if the thought of emotionally dragging you down would please him. It would make sense, he always did show sadistic tendencies around you, bombing you with dehumanizing duties. You agreed to do them with a smile, hoping it would please him and it did. Now you wonder if it just egged him on to be much harsher with you. 

"I was close." You confess and fold your hands in your front, blankly returning his gaze. 

"Good. I hope you know why I'm pushing you harder than the others." His tongue slightly brushes over his dry lips, as he locks his steel-colored eyes on your form. You take a moment to think and hesitantly speak up after a few seconds. 

"I believe it's because I'm not as good as the others." A small smile spreads over his lips as he stands up again. You never saw him smile; it slightly starts to weird you out.

"Correct. You would die out there, I can't have that." Levi walks up to you in a slow pace, his relaxed state dominating the room. You swallow, taking a step back as he closes in. 

"Captain? May I ask why you can't have me dying?" A sight leaves him, as he places a hard on your shoulder, stopping you from moving. 

"Aren't you a nosey girl?" Your Captain states and places his other hand on your other shoulder as well. A bit of panic rises in your gut at the touch. The Captain was never one to show affection and this strange touch simply can't mean anything good. 

"Why did you order me here?" The question lingers in the air like a heavy prayer, making Levi's hands grip your delicate shoulders tighter. 

"Tch. Want me to show you?" He's seconds away from doing something stupid and both of you know it. 

"Yes, please." You murmur and break the contact of your stare, allowing him full authority. With excitement his hands glide from your shoulders to your waist, pulling you closer. He leans to the level of your ear, warm breath and the sudden closeness making you stiffen.

"What I'm going to show you is either a reward-" you feel his hands softly roam your curves, making you start shaking at the feeling it provides you. Not sure if it is desperation or despair, you let quiet whines out, encouraging him to grip your bum. 

"-or a punishment." You yelp as the same hand that caressed you moments ago gave your behind a harsh slap. Biting down onto your lip, you try to push him away from you to no use. He doesn't even buckle under your weak attempts.

"It's going to be up to you, silly Cadet." He whispers and slowly starts to move his head down your neck, placing tingling kisses at your vulnerable areas. Denying that his hands and lips feel pleasurable on your body would be a lie. It feels good, adrenaline rises in your gut as you think about how wrong this is. Superior ranks to yours shouldn't use you the way he does, after all you could report him for his inappropriate behaviors. Though it probably won't be to any good use, because Commander Erwin closed his eyes to the strange relationship of yours months ago. You know that most of the upper ranks suspect something between the two of you and yet nobody came to your help so far, because they don't want to anger Captain Levi. 

At some point you are a mess; cheeks flushed, heart beating rapidly, and your flesh is painted in bite marks. His hands hold you up and keep you from falling into his erratic body.

"Captain-" you wince and grip him weakly against your heated form, allowing even more contact between the two of you. 

"Hm?" He hums and lets his hand wander between your legs, making your posture stiffen. 

"This is wrong Captain, please-" you finish your sentence with a moan as his fingers dance circles around your clit, a wonderful sensation erecting in your abdomen.

"Shut up, it is not." He insists and slowly takes a few steps forward, making you stumble back at the unexpected movement. The both of you crash against his table and with a swift motion it's empty, papers and pens landing on the floor. He quickly makes use of your shocked self and pushes you down onto it, hour back connecting with the hardwood. A sound of pain rings through the room and it takes you a while to register what's happening. Levi presses your body down with his, his heavy breathing catches your attention and the next thing you notice is something hard against your thigh. At first you thought it was his hip bone, but after he starts rubbing it against you realization hits you. Feeling yourself blushing furiously, heat spreads through your stomach like a wildfire. You try to push him away, brushing his hand from you, which only causes him to grind harder against you. 

"No," you whine as he bites your earlobe. "Levi stop!" Your voice sounds muffled, a few tears run down your hot cheeks. He stills for a moment before resuming. Your hips arch upwards, pushing into his hardened length. He groans, mouth wide open while his eyes are squeezed shut. Moving his head from your shoulder to rest his face right below your ear, he whispers:

"You are to call me Captain, Cadet." His breath is warm against your neck, the rough sound of his deep voice sends shivers down your spine, and you let out a whimper that sounds like a plea. He smirks slightly, enclosing his hand around your throat. 

"And I'm calling you mine." He decides and opens your dress shirt, exposing your bodice and skin underneath. In a matter of a minute, you wrinkle completely naked underneath him; plank panic written on your face. He on the other hand is completely dressed, only making the effort to loosen the first two buttons of his shirt. His cravat is placed in your mouth to make you shut up and he observes you with dark eyes, while he pushes his sleeves up to his elbows. 

"You look so beautiful." He whispers and brushes over your cheek, wetting his thumb with your salty tears. His pupils are blown as he slowly fitches with his pants, pulling out his member to the cool air. 

"Please-" you cry out, not sure if you want him to continue or to stop. He looks good that way; black hair falling into his pale face and his posture hovering over your vulnerable form. 

"No, I deserve you this way." He breathes out and leans down.

"You are my subordinate, my soldier. Mine." He groans and starts to slowly rub circles between your already wet folds. 

"Ever since you joined the Scouts you have been nothing but submissive-" He trails off and enters you with his finger, making you whimper. 

Levi thrusts even harder and throws his head back until a deep growl rings through your ears and you feel him twitch. For a moment he thought about coming inside of you, impregnating you so you wouldn't have to attend the expeditions anymore. Eventually he decides against it, the risks of getting into serious trouble are too high. He watches as hot strings of his semen trip onto your lower bell, his face twisting in disgust. He grabs for a napkin in his pant pockets and cleans himself and your skin, making sure that not one single drop is left. He ever so slightly looks at you, trying to read your reaction. Are you scared? Pleased? He can't tell. 

"But I guess people can change, hugh?" He pulls out and leads his finger to his lips, greedily tasting you. Closing your eyes in shame, you bit down on the cloth between your lips, feeling the dip of something hot press against your entrance. You can't hold back your cry when he slides it inside you, stretching you open to take all you are willing to give. His pace increases slightly after he waited for a minute so you could adjust. His hands run through your hair, tugging at any loose strands. Your heart races and your hands ball into fists as you try your best to ignore the burning pain you are in. Levi doesn't stop once. With an angry grunt he slams himself inside and you moan loudly, wrapping your legs around his waist, digging your nails into his broad shoulders. The cloth in your mouths loosens and you take the opportunity, spitting it out.

"Captain. Please-" You cry as you feel your nails digging into his flesh, breaking his pure skin easily. The harsh movements of his hips slowly start to feel enjoyable, the slapping sound of skin ringing in your ears.

"I knew I liked you better when you were quiet." He breathes as he thrusts in and out of you, faster than before. When you thought about your first time it certainly didn’t cross your mind that it would be like this; rough and full hatred. Not understanding why, you would feel pleasure with the way he treats you, you close your eyes and let the sensation wash over you. Your body shakes with each stroke of his cock and your hands start to tremble. A sudden orgasm washes over you and you scream his name, letting it flow free through your clenched teeth. He growls low in his throat when he watches how your hips jerk up towards him. 

You breathe flatly, your back hurting from the hard surface underneath you. Your classy eyes watch the dancing flames of the chandelier above you with interest. You feel exhausted and lightheaded, the feeling of being empty again is weird. The sensation of your climax still lingering in your abdomen. 

"Sit up Cadet." Your Captain demands and helps you into an upright position. 

"Dress. Then help me with those reports." He gestures at the floor, while fixing his shirt, trying to appear not too casual. 

"Yes Captain." You obey his comment, collecting your uniform and undergarments that has been spread around his table. You notice his eyes on your naked body, making you feel uncomfortable. 

"Cadet." He catches your attention as your eyes meet. 

"You don't tell anyone about this. And don't even get the idea of spreading your legs for anyone but me." Levi demands in a grumpy manner. You glance at him, shocked and offended. Never would you dare to do this with any other person. 

"Oi! Do you understand that brat?" ‘

"Yes Captain Levi."

[botheringlevi]

okay, okay. good point. *laughs, taking a seat next to him* hey, there’s some things i have to tell you about.

while you were gone, i’ve been training a lot more with mike in hopes of getting some more experience. during one of our little brawls, i don’t recall how it got so intense, but i might’ve… sprained my ankle during it. *nervously* miche didn’t mean it though, it was just an accident. and the doctor said it wasn’t too bad! but i should take rest and compress it often and all that. i’ll be good to get back on my feet like normal in a week or two… kind of stupid of me, but i’m trying to walk normally so it’s not noticeable but it does kind of hurt still. honestly it’s been too boring to just sit and stare into space. it came to the point i even asked erwin if i could help with any paperwork but it’s too confidential for me to see. *smiles, nudges at his elbow* i’m glad you’re back though, captain. i was hoping your company would… help pass the time.

hmm… *sighs* petra and oruo are still bickering with each other. and they’ve even got eld involved in one of their arguments. ah… what was it about…. oh! the winter festival that’s coming up. i know you’re not a fan of big crowds and all but. would you like to… go with me? it’s totally okay if you decide to pass, but they were talking about going as a group with you included. oruo disagreed, saying we should be training and working on ourselves instead of “wasting time” on “boring activities.” but if you do decide to go, it could just be us two if you like. it’s the food and hot cocoa i’m looking forward for, really.

anyway… *blushing* i’m rambling a bit, aren’t i? i’d like to know how it was in mitras for you. no one bothered humanities strongest too much, i hope? [i love him so much omg]

[Previous ask]

*Leans back* I'm listening.

*Eye twitches* If you got an injury while training with that bloodhound, then what're you doing here? You should be in bed, with your ankle wrapped and raised on a pillow or some shit. *Scowls* It is stupid of you—so get in bed. Mine is the closest.

Hopefully you can sit still for five more minutes while I bring my report to Erwin. Besides, there's plenty of paperwork I can swindle from him...

Mike's a gentle giant. He certainly wouldn't mean to hurt you of all people, with me in mind.

*Stares at nudge, coy* 'Pass the time' is one word for me tying you to the bed if you disobey your superior's orders.

*Relaxes* But, it's good to hear it's all the same between those two. They work together better than they appear to. Eld has plenty of experience breaking up their spats.

Winter festival... *Thinks* Oluo is just trying to compensate for something. Yeah. *Cheeks warm* Why not go? I'd rather not be around the others by the time they decide to get drunk. You and me can eat sugary garbage instead and admire the sights.

Did those pigs in Mitras "bother" me? *Scoffs; leans against Suki* When don't they? I'm nothing but a sideshow act to them, but I get it. I tolerate getting paraded around as long as it does some good for our regiment. I don't like Mitras... but kissing pig-ass is a part of my duties, so I do it.

The good news is another trip isn't on the agenda anytime soon.

[syoish-aot]

THE LETTERS SHE WROTE - chapter 6 update

Jean x OC

post canon (with flashbacks to pre canon and canon events)

childhood friends to enemies to lovers

chapter word count: 6575

PREVIEW:

MITRAS, 850

“Kirstein!” One of Jean’s commanding officers called, causing him to shoot up from his bunk. “Letter!”

Immediately Jean’s shoulders slumped as he let out a dejected sigh.

Even here, the day after Historia’s coronation and the scouts no longer being declared traitors, Edith remained as persistent as ever.

He was handed a letter, a thick letter, that he immediately flipped over in his hands a few times, weighing the dense paper as he mentally prepared himself for everything Edith was about to say about the last few weeks of his life.

With a sigh, he sat back down on his bunk and tore it open, figuring it was better to get it over with…

Jean,

Your scouts made an absolute mess of Trost!

All of the windows of the bakery were completely blown in, which Ada keeps rambling about not being able to fix. We had to board them up in the meantime but now there’s a draft!

And don’t you dare write back saying something ridiculous like “I could have died, you know”. Because I KNOW you could have died, but I also know you DIDN’T so now you can deal with my frustrations.

I’m sure you didn’t receive a single letter that I sent while you were in hiding (I still sent them, for the record) so I’ll give you a summary of what’s happened to me while you and your friends were running around causing chaos...

[full chapter on Ao3]

[stuckinuniformdevelopment]

@bishop-percival

(Previous) As Teddy typed on his phone, the bishop dragged a nearby chair closer to his bed and sat down, leisurely crossing his legs. “Hey! Who’re ya texting when I’m in your presence?” Right after he said that, his phone went off, which the text notification sound was set as some kind of loud, horrifying, demonic scream. Percy took his phone out upon hearing the second notification. “Oh! Haha, you’re texting me!” He began typing his response… But Percy was a very slow typer. After about two minutes of silence, he growled and set his phone in his lap. “Bah! I’ll text you the details later so you can have it in writing.” Percival gestured with his hands as he explained his vision. “My recent victory has me feeling deserving of a powerful-looking mitre. I’m thinking of a gorgeous Mitra Pretiosa but with a sharper gothic design rather than the rounder roman design of my past mitre. I’m not gonna change up the colors much. The fabric will still be red with gold lining and a black band. And of course, the glorious mark of Glorn will be embroidered on the gold in black. However! Instead of plain, I’m thinking of silk damask for the red… BUT! Ooh, there’re two damask patterns I can't decide between… What do you think, Bowtie?” Percy took his phone again and leaned toward Teddy to show him the screen. On it was a floral damask pattern in which the flowing leaves and petals formed what resembled a demonic face. “Ain’t this one neat!? It looks like a bunch of Zranthars scowling at us!” He then swiped his finger across the screen to show a different pattern, this one with jagged lightning bolts intertwining. “But this one also looks fierce and fits in with the bolt motif of Glornism…”

Teddy had stiffened and looked around for the source of that atrocious noise... only to find that it was a text notification and hold back a sigh. Figures.

By the time Bishop Percival had given up on texting Teddy had returned to his notebook to lightly sketch the basic form of a mitre, ready to be modified into Bishop Percival's grand vision.

Then the instant Percival had started to ramble on Teddy switched to the opposing page to jot down every detail while nodding along. Some notes, such as the gothic shape, were written as notes on the margins of the bare bones sketch.

Teddy squinted at the damask patterns while fighting the urge to lean forward himself. Once he was sure that Bishop Percival was done talking he picked up his phone again and typed almost as fast as his leader talked.

It's as you said: The lightning pattern better suits Glorn. Looks cooler too, although I'm admittedly biased because I hold little interest towards plants. Please send me the image along with the link to where you found it.

What color should the thread be? I would suggest black so the intricate embroidery is clearly visible.

[dyrewrites]

From 'Weald and Wen' we have Parnamyr being a big, rambling baby.

--

The task he appointed her had been a trifling matter meant to keep her occupied, entertained and away. That cycle she proved far too troublesome, devouring so many delicate implements, and he edged too close to shattering her against his bricks. Again. Real enough, the threat, but the tales told were well-spun yarn. Mere tricks the Auru had not yet encountered, employed by greater predators; A Fiori perhaps, or a wreck of especially determined Frynne. Even the Naemit casting her webs too wide could cause the illusion of ambulatory shadows.

But at the sight of his sister’s quiescence, the lie of it clicked in his gears.

The pebble may have stumbled onto something of significance, he mused but, before he could finish the thought, her creaking sigh pealed in his skull.

“...Shadows is alive, Parni,” She creaked.

And the itch in his ichor spread.

Alive? He twisted the word in his thoughts, pulling it apart to taste each syllable before he repeated it aloud, “Alive?”

Mitra set eyes full of a sorrow he thought forgotten onto his own before she spoke again, “ans empty.”

Alive and empty bore a familiar flavor, too familiar, and Parnamyr shook with the words, “That abomination was imprisoned—yet She sleeps—has it returned, learned some trick to slither from its cage?”

Mitra zipped off her brother’s palm as the grooved contours of his face creased in awkward angles.

“If it has escaped, why permeate the Weald in quiet gasps?” He asked no one and, rising to pace, his arms began to pump and slap at the air, chasing Mitra to a safer distance. “Is it relegated to the Spine,” he continued, oblivious to her flashing bright, “or stitched through all this fetid egg already? Is it weak as well, or is this all an act of guile to—No, this is madness! This is a lesser fiend, some wayward shadow birthed from another gasp of chaotic Breath. Our Lady alone possessed the skill to pierce that ravenous gloom and She, She sleeps! Peaceful and ignorant in that wretched Heart!” rage spent, two of his fists thudded loud and shivering onto the edge of his tool table and he dropped his head to join them, whimpering, “It cannot be the same fiend...it cannot.”

Fluttering toward her brother’s blubbering, careful to keep out of swiping distance, Mitra braved a suggestion, “The Lady’s beasties,” she began and Parnamyr’s head tilted to bore into her with a fiery stare, drifting her back and stretching the rest, “Hhhoolds tools...to digs Lady out.”

He sighed and flattened his face to the wood, “The Reapers are extinct.”

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[shozaii]

𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖞 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖘!

oof! i can’t believe i’m about to do this ehehe👉👈here are my playlists for the boys! bnha and aot, to be exact. i’ll come back to this if i ever do add more characters. this is solely based on what i think y/n and the boys would listen to, or just be related to throughout their relationship. i hope you enjoy them!🥺🥰💖

shoto.

katsuki.

izuku.

eijirou.

keigo.

levi.

[dyrewrites]

Revising this book, after so long away from it, has taught me that Mitra is annoying.

Which is important, she's meant to be. She's brash and insistent and a bit selfish when they all meet. It tapers off a little, but she's a ball of constantly conflicting emotions and I didn't notice how often I show that through her interrupting the mood of a scene.

I hope it comes off as meant to others, but I am honestly having so much fun reading this little ball of chaos. I think I finally got her down, it feels like her...and that's, that's special.

[shozaii]

⭐ - fluff.

🌙 - angst.

🤍 - slight nsfw.

                                     ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

TODOROKI SHOUTO.

⭐️ 12.28 a.m.

⭐️ 11.25 p.m.

⭐ birthday boy. 

⭐ i love you. 

⭐ snuggles for the win! 

⭐ random headcanons for the soul. 

⭐ worth taking. 

⭐ dreaming? 

⭐ take me away. 

⭐ roses. 

🌙⭐ breathe. 

⭐ beauty and grace. 

⭐ workaholic 

⭐ surprise..? 

⭐ pregnant! reader 

⭐ a shy gf 

🌙⭐ thank you, love. 

⭐ iron maiden. 

⭐ contact names! 

⭐ cinnamon roll, could actually kill you. 

⭐ when their s/o has their period. 

⭐ quarantine. 

⭐🤍 first time. 

🌙⭐ always.

•••

BAKUGOU KATSUKI.

⭐️ 12.28 a.m.

⭐ no one like you.  

⭐ a feisty s/o. 

🌙⭐ it’s okay to not be okay. 

⭐ i love you. 

⭐ cooking headcanons. 

⭐ self-conversations! 

⭐ top priority. 

⭐ a crying s/o 

⭐texas beaut. 

⭐ contact names! 

⭐ when their s/o has their period. 

⭐🤍 first time. 

•••

MIDORIYA IZUKU.

⭐️ 12.28 a.m.

⭐ i love you. 

⭐ a shy gf 

⭐ contact names! 

⭐ when their s/o has their period. 

⭐ a long hold. 

•••

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU.

⭐️ pride and joy.

⭐ a feisty s/o. 

⭐ i love you. 

⭐ snuggles for the win! 

⭐ worthy eternity. 

⭐ a crying s/o 

⭐ iron maiden. 

⭐ contact names! 

⭐ when their s/o has their period. 

⭐🤍 first time. 

•••

KAMINARI DENKI.

⭐ i love you. 

⭐ self-conversations! 

⭐ a crying s/o 

⭐ a reserved s/o 

⭐ quarantine. 

⭐ contact names! part 2 

•••

SERO HANTA.

⭐ i love you. 

⭐ contact names! part 2 

•••

MIRIO TOGATA.

🌙⭐ it’s okay to not be okay. 

⭐ one in lemillion. 

⭐ contact names! part 2 

•••

TAMAKI AMAJIKI.

⭐ under the spotlight.

•••

MONOMA NEITO.

⭐ under the spotlight.

⭐ a reserved s/o 

⭐ hidden love. 

⭐️ adore you. 

•••

SHINSOU HITOSHI.

⭐ under the spotlight.

⭐️ a feisty s/o.

🌙⭐️ it’s okay to not be okay.

⭐️ contact names! part 2

⭐️ workaholic

⭐️ iron maiden.

⭐️ quarantine.

⭐️🤍 first time.

•••

YAGI TOSHINORI.

⭐️ together!

•••

AIZAWA SHOUTA.

⭐️ rough day.

🌙⭐️ s/o with deadbeat parent(s)

⭐️ sleep does sound good.

•••

TAKAMI KEIGO.

🌙 why’d you only call me when you’re high?

⭐️ rough day.

⭐️ known and loved.

⭐️ contact names!

⭐️ for a long time.

⭐️ cold nights.

🌙⭐️ s/o with deadbeat parent(s)

⭐️ red wings.

•••

YAMADA HIZASHI.

🌙⭐️ s/o with deadbeat parent(s)

•••

DABI.

🌙 why’d you only call me when you’re high?

⭐️ rough day.

[dyrewrites]

Chapter Twenty-Two is edited!

I um...I might have made their short trip through the fog worse...perhaps...

Also certainly implied the things Parnamyr does in the next chapter, which were not implied enough I felt. I need everyone to assume he's going to be a creep at all possible moments he has to be a creep.

Because he is.

Always.

[evieebun125]

*forces you to look at my doll*

I finished Mitra's doll and I'm so excited to bring them on my trip!!! :D

All Mx's clothes are removable and this was SUCH a fun experience, I might add some more details like hairy feet and scars but for now they're good enough ☺️ I just can't believe I made them!!!! AAAAA

[ID: Three photographs of a crocheted doll. The first photograph is a front view of Mitra, a tan halfling wearing a brown mask who has brown hair and eyes. They are wearing a red bandana and a gray trench coat with red frill underneath. Their pants are light gray and their arm is gray to match. The second photo is the same doll but a side view. The third image is of all the clothes laid out next to the nude doll. /End ID]

[shozaii]

(a/n): so i went all out for the remaining babies from bnha!! enjoy hehe👉👈💖

contact names! part 2

if you have not read part 1, check it out here!

masterlist.

•

sero: hm! baby boy is so underrated!🥺🤍 maybe i’d use ‘sero!🖤’ or ‘honey bun💕✨’. he deserves the cutest names alive and i love him so much!!

maybe he would use ‘sugar🥰’ or probably even ‘hamburger🙈💞’ just because he could, and i wouldn’t be mad either😌✨

•

kaminari: of courSe i would go with ‘pikachu💛’! his first name is actually super cool but if i could, maybe i’d use that too!! lmao otherwise that i would go with ‘meme king🥵’.

me?? oh man,,, maybe ‘🥵💖’ or maybe even

‘q u e e n💖👄💖’. no joke. though i would spend a good 30 minutes laughing it off😂

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mirio: y e s!!! ‘sunshine!!✨☀️’ because he is, in fact, the sweetest and most adorable sunshine i have ever met. or else i’d go with ‘rio💕’.

if it was him, he’d go with ‘moonlight✨🌙’ just so that we could have matching contact names!! it would probably be a thing for the both of us!!🥰

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shinsou: ahhh baby boy!! i’d go with ‘purple💜’. i lovee his purple, and i am very confident i’d be the person to call him purple out of nowhere. which i love!! ‘sleepy baby🥱💜’ for the wholesomeness🥰

i can see a ‘kitten💖’ coming my way. or else he’d be like shoto, having my name(more like nickname)!! ‘mitra🤧💕’ for the win🤩

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(a/n):hehe i had fun writing these!! of course i have a lot more so feel free to ask me in the inbox!! you can even continue this list and place your favorite boys’ contact names in them!! love y’all!🥺❤️🤍

[dyrewrites]

We've advanced from writing notes for Bloodhound Vol2, to writing notes for Vol3. They are a sickness, these vampires, a sickness.

So, in an effort to get my brain back to the editing on Weald and Wen it is meant to be doing...and in honor of Ace Week;

I want to talk about asexual characters, and how I never write them on purpose but always seem to have one or two about (even in the vampire series I am trying to avoid obsessing over, their daughter is leaning there pretty heavily and I may be rewriting some of my notes for her because of it).

Other than Pale Blood's Odea, who is expressly ace and makes it clear...others haven't been so obvious to me.

Weald and Wen characters specifically. These monsters are more than twenty years old. I've had them in my head since I was twelve. Now, a lot of things happened at that age beyond the usual horrors of puberty and 'oh my god what is my body doing why' that everyone goes through. So I am not surprised by how these characters, and their world, are. Or the focus on certain things that wasn't terribly obvious to me until I read through this last revision.

What does surprise me is that Mitra and Faerai (all Fyrni actually) are ace. Whether they had the anatomy to have sex or not (they used to, in fact, but demanded otherwise when I sat down to actually write them). They just...are...and always have been.

I didn't have a word for that when they were created, but it's interesting to discover it now as more questions arise from others and I have to answer things and think of things with realworld terms.

It is fascinating. More so when I realize there are writers out there doing this on purpose and...how do you do that? I can't sit down and say, "I need this character to be this." They don't listen to me. They are what they are and I have to write around it.

[shozaii]

thaaaank you @straymackerel and @keeijiakaashi for the tags! as always ive read the fics you guys are proud of and i can say— they are truly masterpieces 🥺🤍

rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 8 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020.

1. roses - shoto. (fluff)

- this was my first ever fic written!! i remember admiring the work of the writers here on tumblr, and took one long look at my rose crown (which is now sitting on top of my cabinet teehee). this was the moment i began to associate shoto with roses; probably because the flowers hold a great meaning to me, and so does he🥺💖 

2. a telltale of two souls - chuuya. (fluff)

- chuuya is sky’s favorite character; and writing for him really brings me so much of inspiration to jump from au to au! to surprise her, i stayed up till 2 writing this fic, and i did not regret it! unfortunately tumblr ate it when i was trying to edit a tiny mistake in the fic, and i had a huge breakdown. thanks to my starlight, i gained the motivation to get it done all over again! i would say i did not regret one bit of this experience - except for when i wanted to edit it.😖👉👈

3. i love you - bnha. (fluff)

- i’ve seen the one tiktok trend on how (insert character here) would react to y/n confessing, falling asleep on them, etc etc. and i remember feeling extra soft at that moment, so i said y e s. time for some fluff to bless everyone. 2020 may have been terrible, but these boys never failed to let me down. 🥰🥺❤

4. shadows - dazai (angst)

- i was tempted to write some dazai angst; most of my moots knew how to nail every. single. angst fic. of dazai. and i was inspired to write a drabble of my own! hence this lil piece. i think i may have broken tons of hearts - for that i apologize!!!😖 this is where i also learnt i should be writing more fluff for this baby boy. 

5. under the mistletoe - jjk (fluff)

- my first work for jujutsu kaisen!! such a new experience writing for them, it felt so surreal and magical. i never knew i’d be writing for them because i did have some doubts on whether i’d be able to describe their personalities well through my writing. but based on the response i have gotten from my first piece, let’s just say there will be more to come! 😼✨

6. you make me feel like i’m alive again - shoto. (fluff)

- band au shoto, band au shoto - but anyway!! writing for shoto? i can never, ever say no. especially when it comes to au’s where he’s singing, or doing something we would never expect from him but only hope for it to happen. i love crossing boundaries, mixing and matching, learning and living. so put them all together and bam!! he’s in a band with y/n.

7. scream if you’re with me - izuku. (fluff)

- see, i already had the plan to write this lyric prompt with chuuya (definitely not gonna spoil it here wink wonk). but!! when i got deku it got me thinking for a very, very long time. what if anon didn’t enjoy it? what au should i discover now? turns out that all i needed was cold weather, a snowy day in their world, and a heartwarming scenario for both y/n and izuku. i can say that i was scared, but i soon began to feel more satisfied when i got it done. 🥺🤍

8. how it feels to rest on your patient lips - akutagawa. (fluff, slight nsfw)

- this was my first time writing something like this. i remember writing some slight nsfw hc’s for bnha (emphasis on slight), but this felt new. like i was, once again, discovering something new. nevertheless, i was worried on how it turned out, but clio helped me boost my confidence!! so thanbk you cliooo UwU🥺🥺💖💖

tagging : anyone who wants to do this!! and some of my moots too OwO

@animatedarchives @dazedbydazai @skateme2yokohama @orphic-osamu @i-am-a-bastard @writing-hashira @mooncademia

[dyrewrites]

Hah! My sick brain managed to edit a chapter.

I don't know well...but you'll see it in a few hours. >.>