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sage // 30s // he/him // fic writer
I write exclusively for Levi Ackerman from Attack on Titan
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Reblogged humanitys-strongest-bamf
DONT KNOW ABOUT YOU ALL BUT HE IS JUST DAMN GORGEOUS!!!
Reblogged mangostarjam
when u dont like ur art take a deep breath and remember u created it from nothing, like a god
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Mafuyu & Uenoyama on a date 🩷
Reblogged humanitys-strongest-brat
“What if I write it and it’s bad-”
WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS GOOD? WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANTED? WHAT THEN????
the thing is that childhood doesn't just end when you turn 18 or when you turn 21. it's going to end dozens of times over. your childhood pet will die. actors you loved in movies you watched as a kid will die. your grandparents will die, and then your parents will die. it's going to end dozens and dozens of times and all you can do is let it. all you can do is stand in the middle of the grocery store and stare at freezers full of microwave pizza because you've suddenly been seized by the memory of what it felt like to have a pizza party on the last day of school before summer break. which is another ending in and of itself
Reblogged princess-okkotsu
86 || Shinei Nouzen Episode 1
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A redraw of something I did exactly a year ago to the day and never really liked so. He got a lil glow up!
He no longer skips leg day. Or really any day. Whew
Reblogged atruewarrior
saying I miss a character is so funny I don't even know what I mean. I could engage with the media anytime. i could even read or even WRITE fanfic. but man. i miss the character
Reblogged humanitys-strongest-bamf
maybe if i imagine the character all my problems will be solved
Reblogged humanitys-strongest-bamf
wilf (wip i’d like to finish)
(trying to work out the rust from my writing skills. i was thinking about first kisses so here's a little postwar something)
“Hey, Levi.”
“Hm?”
“Did you know that 80 million bacteria are exchanged in one kiss?”
Sitting across from you at the dining table, Levi looks up midway through his first sip of tea. Sunlight is pouring through the parted curtains over the kitchen sink, draping you and the page you’re reading from in a warm glow.
He isn’t sure where the question came from, but a quick glimpse of the upside down writing from the inside sleeve you’d nicked tells him you’re reading some sort of article. You usually like the advice columns the most.
“Is that so?” he hums, focusing again on the front page in front of him.
You nod, not looking up. “Mm.”
Time ticks away. Several seconds pass in amiable silence. Then, you take a deep breath and sit back up, like someone coming out of a trance.
You prop your elbows on the table and tuck your interlaced hands beneath your chin, watching him. “Have you ever kissed anyone?”
Your tone is light–-conversational even-–but he has been around you long enough to recognize the look in your eye. You’re up to something.
He takes another sip of his tea, enjoying the way it burns a little on the way down his throat. The heat of the sun suddenly makes the collar of his shirt feel uncomfortably snug.
Of course you already know he hasn’t. Or at least, he assumes you do. By the time he’d joined the Survey Corps, you were already an established soldier. His reputation around headquarters resembled more of an uncivilized dog than a charismatic flirt. In his state now, people struggle to meet his eyes, much less get close enough to kiss.
He clicks his tongue. “Like I’ve ever had time for that kind of thing.”
He can feel the tips of his ears go red, which is only made worse by the shift in your expression when you notice it too. The small little smile that grows on your face that always makes his stomach flip.
“Would you like to?” you ask.
Reblogged mangostarjam
sorry for being so obsessed with that little man who lives in my head. as if i have any choice