“i’m the prince of the moon,” he says, eyes never leaving the lake.
rom blinks, incredulous, gripping the handle of his sword. “so what? are you going back? is that what you’re telling me?”
shuuzo laughs under his breath, and tosses a star into the middle of the lake where it lands on the moon’s reflection, the little ripples shining against…[Read more]
the panties were made of cotton, eren noted; they were white and simple, nothing lavish save the lone, tiny pink bow on the front, right below the elastic.
he leans in, kisses a wet trail down the inside of levi’s thigh, revels in the way levi twitches in his hold.
“they suit you,” eren murmurs against the milky skin before canting his gaze…[Read more]
“please, please, please,” he begs at your knees, his tears dampening his blindfold. he inches forward, cheek nuzzling your thigh blindly, desperate for any kind of contact with you. “eren, baby, please.”
your eyes glimmer, green-gold, and you reach down to rake a hand through his hair.
“you can do a better job than that, can’t you?” you ask,…[Read more]
“mery christmas and happy birthday, levi,” eren says with a warm, red-nosed smile.
levi shivers, though it isn’t from the snow falling around them gently. he says nothing, merely grunts in acknowledgement and thanks.
eren smiles before reaching forward and taking levi’s tiny hand into his. suddenly, he drops to a knee and pulls a small…[Read more]
they stands in a patch of flowers, a wreath of looped daisies in eren’s hands, and he stares at levi with big, curious eyes.
“i know we’ve been friends since we were born,” the little boy says before extending his arms out, holding the crown of flowers out to his friend. “and my mom told me that when you love someone, you ask them to marry you.…[Read more]
eren looks up at the tall tower and sees a soft, sullen face staring back at him from a window.
“hey!” he calls out, waving a hand up at the man. “i’m here to rescue you!”
eren is ignored, save for the man grimacing down at him. “hey! can you hear me?!”
“shut the hell up down there!” levi calls back. “i’m trying to read and have tea. if…[Read more]
“true love doesn’t exist,” levi murmurs to himself as he holds eren’s gaze for a few moments longer. the boy– the monster, with its unseeing golden eyes and enormous teeth only grunts, fingers twitching as if it were resisting the urge to squeeze levi.
“you hear me, eren? true love doesn’t exist.”
with that, levi closes his eyes, leans in,…[Read more]
the beginnings of an annoyed sigh cuts off when he feels the tips of eren’s fingers trace along the grain of his undercut, and the warmth of the boy’s lips against the back of his ear is painfully distracting.
“keep typing,” eren insists before peppering kisses along the curve of levi’s neck.
levi tries to focus on his work, but eren’s mouth…[Read more]
eren is equal parts touched and confused when he reclines on the tattered sheets, prostrate and nude, but when he feels the tips of levi’s fingers, cold with paint, brush along his clavicle, he decides it would be a worthwhile venture to not complain; after all, it isn’t often that levi is so open and personal with his artwork.
levi’s fingers…[Read more]
heat coils in eren’s stomach as he sucks in a breath and tries not to smile too hard. it feels good, having levi watch him so intently, so he follows through with his resolve and slides his hand between his legs to squeeze his straining erection. he moans, soft and quiet, and tries to contain a chuckle when he hears levi’s breath…[Read more]
he traces his fingertips along the undulation of levi’s ribs and muscles, and eren can’t help but marvel at how helpless levi looks beneath him. levi is breathless, lungs empty from the efforts of his half-screams, skin flushed bright red and sweat-slicked. he stares up at eren with an unfocused gaze, though there’s a softness in his stare that…[Read more]
his tears finally spill over his cheeks when romeo hisses in pain at his touch; corsica’s frown is almost painful, but he can’t help it.
“you idiot, y-you– you…you idiot!” he shouts, fists trembling. the puddle of blood staining romeo’s bandages seems to expand.
romeo laughs, somehow remaining charming while wincing in pain. “did i worry…[Read more]
eren’s laughter is drowned out by the crashing of the waves, and he runs further and further along the shore with his arms outstretched above him. levi doesn’t bother hiding the small, tired smile pulling at the corners of his lips as he follows the trails in the sand the boy has left.
levi’s eyes widen when he sees eren turn around and wave at…[Read more]
eren looks up from beneath endless lashes as he slides levi’s boot off, slow and careful, as if the milky skin would break if he moved too quickly, as if the moment would be over if he moved too quickly. he runs his hand down the underside of the man’s calf and stops only to cup the ball of his foot, thumb tracing the dent of his ankle with a…[Read more]
the rain washes all the blood that has permeated into the ground away, the almost black crimson dulling down to a bright red, and slowly into a clear white. levi drops his blades, nearly throws them, and eren sinks to his knees. their eyes are wide, pupils blown, and eren’s face is tear-streaked.
they did it.
that was the last titan.
eren holds the bundle of mint leaves up to his nose and takes a tiny sniff of them. he has to turn away from mikasa and jean, a bright red blush creeping across his cheeks, before he buries his face in the fresh herbs and inhales deeply. he wonders in the back of his mind what he would do if he snorted a bug. mostly, he’s stuck reeling in the…[Read more]
she’s so happy she could die, here in the mermaid’s arms, being kissed so gently and lovingly that she wonders how she hasn’t suffocated or passed out from sheer bliss yet. she was half-expecting the woman to eat her, but no, there were no bitten lips or forceful shoves, no taking without permission. where she thought she might find brutality, all…[Read more]
he lays in bed and sniffles, his bright red nose feeling full and scratchy, fogging his head. at the foot of his bed, his familiar lays curled up and sleeping peacefully. corsica frowned harder, if possible, and groaned in frustration as he tried shutting his eyes once more.
he’d told romeo to go to the ball with someone else, preferably a…[Read more]
his eyes are red and his dominant hand is his left; corsica had plenty of reasons to be self-conscious of every inch of himself aside from his inability to cast any magic whatsoever. even as a child, a frail and pale and pretty thing, he felt awkward and out of place and unapproachable. everyone else in his class wrote with their right hands, but…[Read more]
eren has to hold in a wail of anguish as levi looks him up and down. he ruffles the skirt of the wedding dress he’d been forced into with a petulant grunt, and feels his face heating up when levi’s eyes linger on his exposed shoulders and clavicle.
“yeah,” levi finally decides, looking to hanji at his side. “this is the one.”
“great!” hanji…[Read more]