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dont-f-with-moogles · 3 hours
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laying in bed like a wounded animal because i haven’t gotten enough attention
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Credit: 髭武将
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some small bsd doodles I’ve done on my stats notes🚬🚬(my ass is not paying attention)
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dont-f-with-moogles · 5 hours
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just one little stab.. just a little oneeee
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Mogscato
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Read this, people. It’s just the thing to heal your wounded soul 💜 Much like YOI itself.
get off with you - update
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chapter 2: people to see
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Mari comes in from her last cigarette of the night, locking the front door behind her and turning off the lights before making her way upstairs. She stops on the way to her room, her eyes catching an unusual ray of light from beneath Yuuri’s door.
It’s relatively late by her standards, which means it’s even later by her athlete of a little brother’s, especially after he’s just come home from a competition and is still dealing with the infamous West to East jetlag.
She purses her lips and tries to decide what to do.
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What page/ scene of the gomens book did you procrastinate the most over?
We wrote the whole book in about 12 weeks. I don't remember ever having time to procrastinate.
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Hello Terra 🤎
I don't know if you take requests at the moment, but I hope so!
You're so good at writing angst (and smut: "Never Enough" made me sweat so much hehe) but I'd love to know what non-angst drabble you could write about this fanart you reblogged a few days ago! Levi and Hange seem to be in a silly mood here painting their bedroom walls! SFW or NSFW are both fine obviously!
Let me know if you're not interested, I didn't mean to bother you!
Thank you so much
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Sky Blue Characters: Levi x Hange; Moblit Word count: 460 words
They had taped the white alcoves and skirtings of their smaller, second bedroom. Strips of recently painted gloss glistened beneath green masking. There was a pungent scent of chemicals in the air; the unmistakable astringent of fresh paint. Levi and Hange stood at opposite ends of the same wall, taking turns to dip their brushes in the remaining residue which lined their plastic tray. Beyond the open window came the drone of traffic, mingling with the soft rock playing on their radio. The only other sound was that of their brushes sweeping against the wall. They were gradually applying a coat of sky blue, each drawing closer and closer towards the centre. Both were clad in loose-fitting overalls and old slippers. Despite taking precautions, their footwear and Hange’s glasses were speckled with flecks of paint.
“Oi, Filthy Four Eyes-”
Hange turned their head as Levi approached them, his feet almost soundless upon the dust sheet. He imposed himself between them and their section of wall, his paintbrush raised.
“You want to sweep the brush up and down like this, in smooth vertical lines. Otherwise we’ll end up with streaks.”
Hange regarded his demonstration with raised eyebrows.
“No, Levi. You wanna sweep the brush up and down. I want to do this.”
And with that, they pressed the tip of her brush squarely in the centre of his forehead. With excruciating slowness they ran the brush in a smooth vertical line down his snub nose, coming to rest in the middle of his chin.
“...what are you guys doing?”
Their heads turned to Moblit who was struggling to catch his breath in the doorway. Levi remained motionless, eyes clouded with barely-repressed fury, the line of blue paint shining on his face. Two new tins of matt emulsion hung from each of Moblit’s hands. He stared down at the plastic handles which were cutting into his palms.
“...is this why I had to go out for more paint?” he shot at them. From his position on the landing, Moblit’s eyes swept across the walls they had finished so far. Opposite where Levi and Hange stood, Moblit had already completed a mural encompassing a large green meadow. In the distance he had added feather strokes in different shades of green to depict a forest. Horseback heroes had been painted riding across the plains. In the pale blue sky - the sky which Levi and Hange were attempting to extend over the adjoining walls - two birds soared beneath a golden sun.
“...guys, your side has to dry before I can add the clouds for you,” Moblit sighed with a shake of his head as he set the cans down.
“If you keep wasting paint the baby will be here before your nursery is ever finished!”
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Levi x Fem!Reader
MDNI / NSFW
Someone Will Hear Us Bad Habit Before Dawn If You Can't Bear It
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sorry i can't come in to work today. yeah sorry they killed me off last night. yeah i just wasn't relevant to the plot anymore. i should be in tomorrow but i'll let you know.
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i feel like i’m cursed forever but other than that i’m doing alright
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dont-f-with-moogles · 10 days
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Mood.
[ High-res version on Patreon ]
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they're at it again.....
(reference under the cut)
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from twitter here: https://twitter.com/HL0428/status/1775440646603759955?t=woHnAYxtSgfFiDzJe5to0Q&s=19
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Monday.
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Levi wasn’t a cuddler in bed.
To him, it just didn’t make sense. Somebody’s arm is always gonna be in a weird position, it gets hot, and then…you look like an asshole if you move away. Plus, he always liked sleeping while facing outward, and always closest to the door. An old habit from The Underground he just couldn’t break.
It seemed pointless.
Until he met you.
The first time he felt your arm slide around his torso, it startled him, his body tensing. And then slowly, your body inched closer until your face was buried in his shoulder blades. He wasn’t sure if you were asleep or awake, but he stayed still as you legs then tucked neatly inside his.
You took a deep breath and he felt himself take one with you, your heart lightly beating against his back and your breath against his bare skin. He closed his eyes, feeling your body heat wrap around him like a blanket. And then his arm, tucked neatly underneath him, reached around to touch yours, pulling you even closer to him.
Now, he can’t imagine sleeping any other way.
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dont-f-with-moogles · 11 days
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It's me and my boiling hot showers against the world
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