Uckyog. Interesting

Am I wet? Am I on my period? Did I pee my pants?- next on wtf is going on down there.

I swear I laugh like this sometimes. Kazu can probably confirm

-Scaramouche

It means he likes you

I have gained the confidence to write another fic! This one will be from Bungou Stray Dogs! (Dazai x reader) so stay tuned! Also: I may start to post more because I will be on break soon, which means more time for me to write ^^ be on the lookout for content soon! Also I’ll try to finish the Red Lights thing as soon as possible (by soon, I mean once I start to come up with ideas 💀) Anyways, have a lovely day and take care of yourselves folks! -Lucky 🐾

could you please just not put that kind of stuff in a ship tag? I want to see ship stuff not someone thinking they are a fictional character. sorry if this is shitty but you have to know most people don't want to see that shit.

I do what i want, if it bothers you, that's your issue :). It’s my post and if you don’t like it, then scroll, it ain’t that hard my friend. -🐺

I totally forgot about this, but I hope my posts will gain some traction! Maybe it’ll be turn into something JJK related? 👀 more details will come out sooner rather than later!

my post in a long time. Gonna create a self-indulgent series for my own satisfaction as well as others who want to watch me create my own universe ^^ keep an eye out!

Akito is currently sobbing as we speak, apologies! but I am thankful for the attention this has gotten! Maybe we should write more stuff like that

Anyways, please be sure to check out our other stuff and maybe follow if you like our content! Until we meet again and the curtain rises once more,

-Rui Kamishiro

Random hc’s wriolette edition (sick editon)

Honestly, I can see Wriothesley being sick the most out of the two

Mans comes home one day and just starts sneezing like crazy. Definitely won’t admit he’s sick until he actually gets sick

As a person who drinks hot water with lemon when sick, I hc him to be that person too. Will refuse to stop working and rest, much to the dismay of Neuvilette

“I’ll be fine it’s just a small cold” *Wakes up the next day with a fever* “…okay, maybe it isn’t just a small cold-“

Idk why, but I see Neuvillette to be the type to make something warm for Wrio to eat, like some soup. He would do some light scolding cuz he’s just genuinely worried

Anyways, that’s all, take care out there folks -🐺

Akitoya angst because I love angst (bad ending ending edition)

This will probably end up being a mini-fic because I am cool like that (gained inspiration listening to angsty music while showering)

Tw for De*th, vivid imagery of violence, guns, and uh…angst! Be warned~

(P.S I got a bit carried away, oops. Hope you enjoy nonetheless and uh…bring some tissues 😁 -Akito S.)

In this AU, Akito and Toya are in some sort of rural town. There has been news of an epidemic of people going “mad” after listening to a certain song, people who are affected known for lashing out at people. Accounts of those who witness it also say that it usually ends in a painful death. After it started, music is banned and anyone caught listening to music and singing ends up being executed or worse.

Akito had grown up from a family of musicians, him being famous for his busking performances. People often praised him for his instrumental skills and voice, having met Toya during one of his performances. One could say that music is what brought them together, sometimes the two of them planned out days where they play and sing together!

Things changed for the worse one fateful day, when Akito became one of the infected. He noticeably became more and more angry and violent, one close to him would know something was wrong. Toya was desperate, he didn’t want to see his partner in pain.

“Toya?” Akito asks him one day. It was well known that usually the last day of someone infected with such curse is seen acting normal for the last time. Both Akito and Toya knew. Toya’s heart dropped to his stomach when he realized.

“Yes, Akito?” Toya asks after a long pause. Akito, the one who usually wore a smile, the one who comforted Toya when he was down…looked sad. “I’m sorry it had to come to this” Akito says with a sad smile. Toya’s eyes widened once he took out a gun. “Please…”

Time seemed to slow as Toya stared at Akito in shock. “Akito…please…I can’t lose you…” The blue haired male begged, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. “I’m sorry for hiding this from you for so long…please don’t hate me” Akito says before what seemed like him showing him the gun. It took Toya a second to realize…”Akito…you’re insane! I can’t possibly-“ “Toya, I’m sorry I couldn’t say this earlier…”

Toya was left speechless for a few moments. “Say what Akito?” He asks the ginger, his eyes watering once more. “I love you, Toya. I’m sorry, I should’ve told you sooner” Akito says. They both knew it wouldn’t be long before he would succumb fully to the curse. Toya stared at the gun offered to him. He knew this was a lose-lose situation.

“I…I love you too, Akito. I-“ Toya got cut off with a sob. He never cried in front of Akito, up until now. Hands shaking, he hesitantly grabbed the gun. Akito looked at Toya, unsure of what to say. He then said, “Maybe in the next life, we’ll meet again. Who knows?” Akito says with a smile.

“Akito, don’t say that! Surely there-“ Toya got cut off by Akito grabbing onto his shoulder. “Toya…I trust you. I always have and will. I’m sure you can say the same for me, and…you and I both know that this is the best thing to do” Akito then hugged Toya. He knew the hug was his way of saying farewell, Toya bursting into tears.

“I’m sorry it had to be this way. Farewell, Toya Aoyagi”

I LOVE THIS FIC A LOT DEFINITELY RECOMMEND Its very angsty tho so fair warning heh

There’s no freedom in love

pairing: Eren x Reader (romantic) , Hange x Reader (platonic), Armin x Reader (platonic)

genre: A mixture of angst and fluff

wc: 1.5 k

synopsis: Reader helps Hange with their experiments with Eren’s Titan form. She now has the chance to get closer to and see a different side of the boy she holds so dear. Hange is a tease and there are a lot of frustrations that come from unshared feelings.(Includes Hange being roasted by Moblit)

You were curious about really anything and everyone certainly knew that.

When Armin started to ramble on and on about the wonders of the world outside the walls, the stars in your eyes shone like pools of light. Could out there be something as great as ‘the ocean’?

“…a salt lake so big, that no merchant could deplete it. Not even in a lifetime! Isn’t that wonderful, y/n?” the blonde would ask you with a strange, addictive hope in his eyes.

“It really is! Wouldn’t that mean, however, that there’s land somewhere beyond the ocean?”

“I think there’s even more than that! There's flaming water, land made of ice, and fields of san spread wide!”

“…do you think that there are titans there?” That was a question that kept you up at night, that crept into your thoughts and never left, pounding in your ears anytime you went out for ODM gear training or when you simply went to sleep, in your bed next to Sasha’s.

“Even if there are… I’ll kill them all. Every single one of them, until we are free.” grunted Eren, joining your conversation he overheard, an evident tone of anger in his voice. His green bright eyes were glowing with such a passion and verve that you couldn’t help but get lost in them. And suddenly all the voices became background noise as your gaze fixated on the brown haired boy.

You were curious about anything, but always kept an objective attitude. Always realistic and blunt, but still, at your core, a dreamer.

That’s why Levi put you under Hange’s care, or, more precisely, gave you the order to keep an eye on them. Soon enough though, the excitement you once had washed over you and left behind a long trail of anxiety and fear.

For who would be the fear? You can’t really say since it’s divided between Hange and Eren. Both too reckless to actually see around them, one able to turn into a titan and the other obsessed with those beings - you and Moblit placed to make sure they wouldn’t drop dead of exhaustion or another failed experiment.

The whole day felt like it was flying around you, just slightly out of your direction. From the early morning to the eve of night, you had to run around after your squad leader, a pencil and lots of paper to make sure you had the chance to sketch Eren’s titan form from all the points of view.

“It’s a necessary material for future activities! We need to hurry! MOBLIT, Y/N! DID YOU SEE THAT!? WRITE IT DOWN, WRITE IT DOWN!” At this point all you could hear were their screams.

But then again, you’d glance at the male, now turned titan and couldn’t help thinking ‘What a doomed life… To love somebody capable of this, somebody whose freedom is bound to the thing he hates most…”

It wasn’t really pity, it was a strange feeling of longing, a burning desire to take his hand and run away, from all the experiments and obligations, from all the walls and the scouts full of expectations…

“-/n…y/n… Y/N!” the loud voice of Hange broke your train of thought. “Are you still in there? What were you so interested about in his face?” they got closer to you with a smug expression, silently demanding a response.

“I-I think it’s getting late and he should need some rest.” you ultimately mumbled, too flushed and nervous to think of something else. “After all, we want him alive tomorrow…”

“…Right…” Hange narrowed her eyes with suspicion. Truth is she noticed long ago your little “affinity” for the green eyed titan shifter and tried the entire time to pair you two for experiments - in a world that’s slowly crumbling to pieces, what wrong could a little love do?

“All right then, I see, I see…. I guess we could wrap up for today. Moblit, do you have everything?”

“Yes, Hange-san.” The male had visibly large eye bags from the countless sleepless nights spent putting up with the Squad Leader’s imprevisible and eager persona.

“Let’s get going then. Y/n! Finish up with Eren, would you?” Hange screamed at you while being dragged away, smirking despite their tiredness.

“Hangeee stop teasing them” Moblit sighed. “But-“ “No ‘Buts’, let’s go give you a shower.” “ I don’t need one” “You reek”…

Their voices got lost in the distance as you made your way to the titan, launching your ODM gear towards him and gently landing on his shoulder.

Eren looked mindlessly at the night sky. The moon, round and full of light, was shining softly, confined by the sea of stars and the bright blue and green light that crossed the night like a river. It gave him a sort of peacefulness he craved, a slight feeling of the freedom he fought so hard for…

His train of thought was stopped by the feather-light sensation of someone landing on him. Even though he got used to this by now, anytime you were the one to do it, he couldn’t help but jolt, just barely, and turn away his gaze. He silent thanks whatever heavens there are that you couldn’t see the blush on his face everytime you got so close to him.

Holding on a piece of his hair you got closer to him, which made the titan turn his head, the same ever-so-green eyes watching you closely.

“Eren, it’s time to go, we’re over for tonight.”

A part of him wished the experiments would never end, not when you focused all your attention on him, although the other part just wanted to catch a good few hours of sleep. But how could he want to go to sleep when all he wanted to do is be next to you?

With a rough and deep grunt, the titan’s head dropped, steam coming out of his mouth and ears. From his nape, in a shower of scorching vapor, the boy you loved so deeply rised, slightly leaned back with his head falling behind and closed eyes. As he tried to separate himself from the titan’s muscles, you couldn’t help but stare at how effortlessly beautiful he was.

Who would have thought that Eren, the boy who just a few months ago was so clueless about the world around him, moving forward with his strong, self-established idea of freedom, would turn out to be so open and considerate with the others and with his new-found power, so vulnerable to the world around him?

His gaze snapped you out of your thoughts and although the silence was a bit awkward, you managed to speak first.

“We should go, … it’s getting late” Such a dumb thing to say, you thought. From the million things to tell him you choose this?

Eren nodded, eyes still locked on your face. He was attracted to you like a moth to the light and truth is, in the past weeks, when everything seemed to horribly go down, you became one for him. A reason to fight for and a dream of you two finally being together and free to live a peaceful life.

He wishes he told you something, anything and can’t help but mentally curse at himself for being a coward who couldn’t express his feelings for you.

You held your hand out for him and pulled him out completely out of the titan’s flesh that was slowly evaporating. Holding him closely to your body, pressing your hands on his waist tightly, you took off and landed on the ground. Eren was still clinging to you, trying to memorise your touch, the way your body stiffened and slightly trembled under his hands - a wish in his head to keep you forever like this.

“Eren…” you said softly looking at the boy besides you, taking in the way his titan marks framed the emerald of his eyes.

“…Y/ - /N…” His face got closer by the moment, the space between you two filled with the cold breeze of night and the promise of something more…

Just as your lips were about to touch, you stopped in your tracks with your forehead almost pressed to Eren’s.

“I’m … sorry… if today was too much…” you managed to say, hating yourself for this. How could you deny this boy’s closeness? The hurt in his eyes hit right through your heart.

“Don’t worry about me” he tried to smile through the pain and pressure in his chest, before pulling away and starting to walk, only to be stopped by your arms around his chest and your head cradled in his neck. Only a hug, yet his entire heart caught fire.

Truth is, this simple embrace was better than nothing , especially in this troubled times. How could any of you risk falling in love when you could easily lose the other?

Ty for tagging me Vincent (I hope I spelled your name right 😅) This is for anyone who wants to join! :)

When u r a multifandom simp 😶

Guys, what’s your 2D husbandos? Tell me… I’m gonna let one in white for u put the ones that you are married with

Im gonna start with…

@dracul-vadomni @jnnibot @sassysaxsolo @justheretoaskandread @that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main

LILAC

||This fic will be from Armin’s perspective, then switched to readers perspective! Also be warned, this fic contains dark material and angst, so if you’re uncomfortable with this, then click away, please. Now, read on reader…if you dare!||

Song I listened to while writing

[Armins pov]

“You’re just too good to be true, can’t take my eyes off of you, you’d be like heaven to touch, I want to hold you so much, you’re just to be true, can’t take my eyes off of you…” the record player sang softly as the grandfather clock in the kitchen rang its solemn tune, which indicated that it was noon. I was in a closet, hiding with a scared {name} by my side. I could feel her shaking like a leaf, I’m which I didn’t blame her.

“Oh Armin, you thought you were smart, huh? This really is stupid right! You and I weren’t meant to be together! Come out, come out, wherever you are!” A woman said in a soft but harsh voice. “Oh, where must you both be hiding? Lets make a deal now, shall we? If you show yourself, your precious {name} will be left unharmed. If I do find you both, oh-ho-ho! You don’t want to know what happens then!” She said with a laugh that sounded like a thunderous symphony of storms of rage, anger, and sadness.

“What do we do Armin?! Oh god…” The female next to me whisper-shouted. “I’m gonna die, aren’t I?” She asked, with tears brimming her {eye color} eyes. “No! We won’t die, I promise. I’ll make sure” I whispered, confident, despite how badly I wanted to cry. I couldn’t let her die. Not her. Anyone but her…

The woman’s footsteps grew louder, alongside a sound of a terrifying *click* of the gun held in her hand. Our hearts entered a great crescendo filled with pain and fear. The closet door was slammed open. We were frozen, like statues made of ice, slowly melting in the hot, summer sun.

“Please!” {name shouted} “Don’t hurt him! That is the last thing I want to happen!” She said, hands raised in a surrender. “Please…spare his life. I’d rather it be me than him!” She plead, putting her body in front of mine, creating a shield. “{name}…please….” I pleaded. The woman pointed her gun at her, and I yelped, “Wait! Why are you doing this?!” “Why? Oh Armin, don’t you know? You don’t deserve a woman like her!” She said “You belong with Me! Can’t you see that?” The woman held the gun at {name}’s forehead. “Any last words? I’m feeling nice today” she said with a spine-chilling smile. “Armin, just know that I love you.” She looked at Armin with a sad, but reassuring smile, before turning to the woman and saying with great venom in her voice, “And I hope you rot in hell” her eyes darkened.

[{name}’s pov]

The last thing I saw was a smiling woman with her finger on the trigger. Everyone entered a slow motion, a previous frozen Armin ran to me, but before I could react, I heard a loud bang. I then felt a huge wave of pain, and collapsed. “{name}!!” He cried out, rushing to my side. His tears made my shirt wet, his hands now covered in my blood, trying to stop the bleeding. “Please don’t die on me! I can’t lose you, please” his pleaded with pain in his voice. “It should’ve been m-“ before he could finish, I kissed him. “Don’t cry, Armin. It doesn’t suit you” I said with a small smile before feeling a sharp pain.

I reached out slowly and wiped away his tears with my thumb, which caused more tears to come out. I then saw him get up from my side and walk towards the woman. “Armin…” I gasped before coughing into my hand. “Fuck…” I mumbled, seeing red blood on my hand. “Armin, what are you doing?” I said in a raspy voice. How was I still alive? I didn’t know. He managed to grab the gun from the woman and pointed it at her. A chilling wind entered the room, the curtains danced and the moonlight showed the outline of the woman. Before he could do anything, she looked at him. The last thing I saw were a pair of blue eyes looking back at me with a glare, before she ran out the door.

“Did you see who it was?” Armin asked. “I have an idea on who it is…” I responded. “Okay, I’m going to get some help first, you can tell me later, alright?” I nodded before he went and got some help. After a few hours, I felt my heart rate slowly fade. Doctors rushed to my side, trying to revive me. “The person…who shot me…was A-“ before I could finish, my eyes closed and everything stopped.

[The next day, Armins pov.]

I had been woken up to the news that she died. “Wait…she…died? No she couldn’t…she’s a strong girl she-“ I was told she died and that it was confirmed. I then broke out into sobs. The rest of the day, I was silent. Everyone had known about what happened and rumors started to spread. Who had done it? Well, the answer, {name} did know, and the rest is pretty much history.

|| End note: Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed…well, I hope you were happy with what I wrote! It’s not really happy either. But hey! I’m glad you read this! I almost cried writing this during English haha 😎 Anyways, take care yall!

-Lucky 🐾||