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doki-doki-imagines · 2 months

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Braid and flowers

tags: Siegfried centric. I just really wanted a soft Sieg with flowers sob. Hinted at the end Siegfried x reader/danchou.

When Siegfried arrived at the Dragon Knights's meeting chatter stopped all of a sudden. Lancelot looks at him with wide eyes while Vane is smiling at him. Percival looks like he wants to say something, the annoyance is clearly dripping from his expression, his nose curled up like a kitty but he decides to click his tongue and go back to the topic they were previously discussing about.

So what caused these reactions?

It's because of Siegfried new hairstyle; a soft braid expertly intertwined with fresh flowers. Some strands fall free on the man's face making Siegfried look ethereal. It's a look that suits him, not that it is hard when you look like an Adonis the second you wake up, but it enhances his beauty. He talks with the other knights about the current expenses and how to improve the other soldiers' training not minding the other knights staring a bit too long his hair.

"Let's take a break!" Vane proposes when the sun starts setting, already pulling toward the table fresh baked goods he brought from home. Nobody has the heart to refuse, not even Percival that usually prefers to finish the job and just then take a break. Vane is also the first one to question the elephant in the room for the relief of his colleagues.

"Oh this? One of the trainees made it, he told me there is a celebration in town-" Siegfried starts to explain how a harvin trainee wouldn't stop looking at his hair so Siegfried asked him if there was anything wrong.

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"N-No. Excuse me for staring, it's just…" The young boy looked down, the fringe of his bowl cut long enough to cover his black eyes. "In town, there is a celebration for a holiday that is really important to my family-" The harvin says, fidgeting with his fingers "Where I come from everyone has long hair so we can braid them for this holiday, but I had to cut them before coming here."

Siegfried nods at the kid's words, but still misses the point of the guy's stare. "I was staring because I miss my long hair. I know it's stupid, I can't even go there-"

"You want to braid mine?" It's Siegfried's curt question, voice firm as always. The harvin finally looks back at him, eyes sparkling with joy, but his Adam's apple bobs with worry. "You don't have to be anxious, I don't mind if you braid my hair, just-" Siegfried sits down, giving his back to the kid "Don't brush too hard, my scalp is sensitive." His honey-colored irises are soft, brown long eyelashes making his eyes look sweeter. There is no real bite in his voice trying not to worry the kid more. Siegfried sees the kid nodding before feeling his small fingers combing as best as he could Siegfried's soft hair. There were some knots, after all the knight doesn't spend too much of his time on his hair, but the braiding was more or less painless.

"Let me add the finishing touch!" The man looks behind, noticing all the flowers the kid picked up.

"Are you going to put them in my hair?"

"Yes. Is it a problem? Excuse me for not-"

"Can you please add a sunflower?" The harvin widened his big eyes before nodding and smiling at the knight's request. And after the finishing touch, Siegfried was free and the harvin looked relaxed.

The kid thanked him again and again before going back to his training. Siegfried smiled seeing him walking away, happy to have brought peace the the trainee's troubled heart.

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"That's why I have my hair braided like this. It looks good right?" Siegfried turns toward the big mirror in the room. He has never been vain but he honestly thinks the kid did an amazing job. The flowers never dropped from their places, adding light to his brown hair. They should train together to reciprocate the favor.

"You look beautiful Siegfried." Lancelot replies, there is no mirth in his voice, just genuine appreciation.

"Yeah! It softens your features and shows off your sweet side. Don't you agree Percival?" Vane adds with a bit more enthusiasm. Percival doesn't say anything at first, lost in thoughts while drinking his cup of tea.

"Percival?" Vane asks again. This time he is able to pull the prince out of his thoughts.

"Yes, you look really nice." He brushes it off, eyes showing his mind still hasn't connected with them.

Because Percival knows there is no festival in town. He is sure of it. But decides not to say anything, the lie of the harvin is clearly harmless. The red hair smiles before sipping again from his cup, happy his teacher still hasn't lost his humanity.

"Let's go back to work." Percival orders and the other knights' nod, already too much time lost chit-chatting. Siegfried agrees with them, one hand caressing his hair, feeling the textures and bumps of the hairstyle.

He isn't sure he will be able to go to town later, but Siegfried would like to try this style again when the captain visits them.

He'd love to hear their opinion and maybe spend a bit of time together in peace, surrounded by the same flowers adorning his hair.

Little detail I didn't add in the drabble: The harvin grew up in an all women family. He got taught early how to braid hair and used to do that to relieve stress but now with short hair he doesn't know how to push out the negativity! The festival was all an excuse but he was too worried people would insult him for having a "female" hobby or just...having worries or anxieties like a normal human being. Don't worry next time harvin kid! No real knight would do that!💪🏻

#gbf #granblue fantasy #siegfried gbf #gbf siegfried #dragon knights #gbf imagines #gbf imagine #my two posts for gbf are both about sieg and one is hard smut and the other slice of life fluff #the duality of a woman I guess LOL

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tsukikoayanosuke · 10 months

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Rainy Day Duet - Ruikasa Week 2023

Day 4: Bad Weather + Music

(Torpe and Dancho names are used)

Torpe has an interesting relationship with the rain.

On one hand, he likes the sound of the calm pitter-patter. Whenever he was left alone during a rainy day, he would grab his notebook to doddle some aimless melody as he sit on his room's window seat, the rain becoming his friend when the stars are not around.

But on the other hand, he hates storms with their eye-straining lightning and loud booming thunders. For someone like Torpe, who could faint just from ordering a beer, they are a scary thing. Whenever he was left alone during a storm, he would sit beside his piano while covering himself with the softest blanket he had.

Huh. Was he always lonely during rainy days?

As if on cue, another thunder boomed, causing Torpe to slam his fingers onto the piano keys. He hates this.

"Torpe-kun?"

Torpe let out a squeak, turning toward the voice. Dancho approached him with caution, afraid that he would startle the poor pianist. "Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah, Danchou-san." Ignoring the way his heart beating too fast. "It was the thunder."

Dancho hummed in understanding. "It seemed that the rain won't stop for a while. Lucky that we're here, aren't we?"

Torpe didn't really remember how Dancho got here. He last saw the director during their practice that afternoon. After that, Torpe walked back to his favorite pub for more practice. It was then it started to rain and Torpe has been anxious ever since. Perhaps Dancho sneaked in when he was too focused on his music. It wouldn't be the first time. The director always found a way to tease the pianist, saying that he looks cute.

"But, in all seriousness, Torpe-kun. Are you okay?" Dancho rested a hand on Torpe's shoulder and the pianist flinched. "You're rather tense."

"Sorry..." Torpe pulled his coat tighter. "I..." He bit his lips. Would Danchou think that he's being too childish for being afraid of the rain? A clap of thunder rumbled again and Torpe shivered.

It seemed that that was enough for Dancho to piece together. "You don't do well with the rain, do you?"

Torpe, face red from embarrassment, nodded. "It's so stupid."

"I don't think it's stupid," Dancho gave him a reassuring smile that made Torpe's heart skip a beat, "it's normal to be afraid of something."

The director motioned the pianist to scoot over and Torpe took the cue, giving space on the piano bench for Dancho to sit on his left. "What do you do when it's raining?" he asked.

"W-Well..." Torpe looked down at his hand on his lap. "I'm usually too...jumpy to do anything really. I-I write some jingles. Have a notebook for it. But..."

This time, it was a flash of lightning, followed by thunder that was too loud as if it had struck something. Torpe, in an instinct, grabbed onto Dancho's arms, eyes widened as he stared at the pouring storm out the window.

He heard Dancho trying to calm him down. His other hand went up and down Torpe's arm. "It's okay. I'm here."

What a coward Torpe is. "I can't do anything..."

"Then it's fine," Dancho whispered, "There's no need to do anything. You're scared. It's normal. It's okay."

"You shouldn't have followed me here," Torpe said. "Now you're stuck here."

"But I'm with you now, so I don't mind."

Torpe just let out a hum, not knowing how to feel about that.

Dancho's hand aimlessly playing some of the keys of the piano. It sounded nice. Dancho's very talented. Not only that he's a confident conductor, he can play a lot of instruments, including the piano. The director never seems to stop to surprise Torpe with his skills.

So, Torpe listened to his playing. Dancho glanced at Torpe just slightly before changing direction. He started playing a song that Torpe recognize. It was a rather fast and grand song. He only played the melody with his left hand since his right arm was held by Torpe, but it still ended up being good. It was calming and soothed his trembling. Torpe could feel himself relaxing, humming through the melody.

"Do you want to join in, Torpe?" Dancho asked when he passed the first refrain.

Torpe blinked in surprise. "You want me to play?"

Dancho smiled. "How can I not play with the best pianist I've known? Unless you don't want to."

Tope could feel himself blushing. "I-Well...If Dancho didn't mind."

Torpe let go of Dancho and put his hands on the piano. He glanced toward the window, waiting for another thunder or lightning to stop him. But it never came. Dancho held his hand in reassurance. It felt nice. Taking a deep breath, Torpe glanced at Dancho, giving him a nod. Dancho nodded back, his smile never left his face.

Torpe started first, playing the first intro and setting the tempo. Perhaps it was the bond between a conductor and his orchestra, but Dancho was immediately able to fit Torpe's pace. Never once in the song Torpe flattered. For everything rise and fall of the melody, every back and forth, and the many time they bumped over each other shoulders in order to play their piece. Torpe could feel himself smiling once again as his fingers danced across the keys. He almost felt disappointed when the song ended.

When he hit the last note, Torpe let out a breath. His heart was still racing but in a good way. "That was amazing," he chuckled.

Dancho grabbed his hand once again. "You're amazing, Torpe-kun."

Torpe looked up toward his director again, his blush returning when he saw his soft smile. Once again, his heart skipped a beat.

Perhaps, a duet with his beloved director is what he needs to fill his lonely rainy days.

The duet I use as a reference is this A Tale of Six Trillion Years and a Night piano duet.

#ruikasaweek2023 #ruikasa #rui kamishiro #tsukasa tenma #obligatory dantoru content #i am so normal about this set #i know the moment i see the prompt i have to make a dantoru content #also i love piano duets #dancho being soft toward torpe gotta be my favorite genre #he needs a name though #like dancho literally means director #it's like that doctor in harvest moon #no name just 'doctor' and 'dancho'#i almost miss the day because i fell asleep #it's nearly midnight and i haven't post the thread fic #who knew styling it in thread fic fashion is a hard job

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theoncelerishot · 2 years

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rendezvous- chrollo x reader

Summary: As a new spider, Chrollo invites you to dinner, hoping to get to know you. Is it a date? Or is it strictly business? You don’t care which one as long as Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome sits right in front of you.

ⁿᵒᵗᵉˢ﹕ ᵒᵐᵍ ʰⁱ ⁿᵉʷ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳ >:) ⁱ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶜʰʳᵒˡˡᵒ.. ᵃⁿᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᵛᵒⁱᶜᵉ. ⁱ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʷᵃⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ʷʰⁱˡᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁿᵒ ᵉˣᵖᵉʳⁱᵉⁿᶜᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ, ˢᵒ ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵈⁱᶠᶠⁱᶜᵘˡᵗ. ᵉˢᵖᵉᶜⁱᵃˡˡʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵃˡᵒᵍᵘᵉ. ⁱ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ᵃ ᶠᵉʷ ʷᵉᵉᵏˢ ᵃᵍᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜʰʳᵒˡˡᵒ ʷᵃˢ ᶜʰᵃˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ʷᵃˡᵐᵃʳᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵏⁿⁱᶠᵉ, ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ᵉᵛᵃ. ᵃˡˢᵒ ⁱ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉʳᵐ "ᵐʳ. ᵗᵃˡˡ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵃⁿᵈˢᵒᵐᵉ" ˢᵒ ⁱ ᵐⁱˡᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰⁱᵗᵗᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ⁱᵗ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵒʳʳʸ

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The gold chandeliers shine on your boss’ face, reflecting on his midwinter eyes with mixes of yellows and whites. His brown bandage wrap covers his Saint Peter's cross, presenting himself as an average citizen instead of an oddity. The once slicked back ebony hair was now down, framing his chiseled face.

Your ears are filled with the soft, classical music playing in the restaurant, making you feel like you're in a vintage movie. The masses of antique paintings hanging on the bold walls also enhanced the ambiance. It is no wonder that he chose this place; it fits him so well.

His soft smile ensnares you, and contagiously you smile back at him. The soft, genuine look in his eyes has you melting. Who could've known the leader of the infamous Phantom Troupe turned out to be Mr. Tall, dark, and handsome?

Chrollo’s silky voice interrupts your thoughts. "How have you been liking the spiders so far?"

While admiring his handsome features, your attention was briefly diverted.

"Oh, oh, they're great. I'm glad I've finally met people who share things in common with me." By in common, you meant: rough-home life, outcasts, and full of devilry. "I won’t lie. I was nervous that they wouldn’t be welcoming. That they didn't want a new member. But they made me feel right at home."

His smile lines present themselves to you. "I'm glad to hear that. I'm sure they adore you just as much."

You smile at that thought. Taking another bite of your dinner as he kept looking at you with tenderness, you add on, "Especially the girls.. They seem rough and closed off, but they're sweethearts. Just like the sisters I've never had."

"You have no idea how happy I am to hear that." Danchou smiles at you, and you could've sworn you saw a shimmer on his canines.

You beam at his words, his own happiness making you happy. Continuing smiling, he takes your hand into his own, holding it above the table, rubbing your thenar web space.

"I'm so glad we found you. You're exactly what the troupe needed."

His tired eyes hold eye contact with you as your heart sinks into your stomach. Your shy smile is accompanied by a feeling of appreciation that you've never felt before. Who could've guessed the leader of a murderous cult was so charismatic?

"Your nen abilities are extraordinary. You certainly are a blessing to have." He continues.

"I'm glad I found you guys, too." Your cheeks are almost burning as you feel heat move to them.

You're the first to break the eye contact, the mutual gaze and flattery proving to be too intimate for you. But Chrollo continued to stare at you, his eyes glistening‌ ‌with‌ ‌admiration.

Looking down at your plate, you smile to yourself, which doesn’t miss his eyes. The busy chatter of all the other patrons has long been gone, leaving the distant sound of pots and pans clattering and the elegant music blending in together.

Chrollo keeps staring at you, noticing and taking in all your features. He felt intrigued by you. It wasn't often when he really felt enamored by a nen user, or even a nenless person. After all, he is the best of the best. Creating a big name for himself in the hunter world, good and bad. It was all the same to his neglected heart.

Your unique and strong hatsu has Chrollo wrapped around your little finger. An achievement that many haven’t managed.

He felt that you had been given as a precious gift from the heavens, thanking him for helping and creating a home for the less fortunate. The first time you were introduced to him, the gears in his mind were turning, picturing how perfect your skills would be for his heists. Though he trusts the other spider’s abilities, he knew you were a force to be reckoned with. Someone that would make his future plans go by untroubled. He was already eager to see you in action.

You, however, were excited to get to know him some more.

#chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo x you #chrollo x reader #hxh chrollo #chrollo x y/n #chrollo imagine #chrollo fanfic #chrollo drabble #chrollo lucilfer x reader #i feel like the reader got friend zoned #but like boss zoned?#chrollo likes the readers nen #but reader likes chrollo #hxh 2011 #hxh fanfic #adult trio hxh #how do you end a story #helppppppppppp

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arunafaulkner · 6 months

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How I thank Danchou for agreeing to do this..

Worse than that, I was more worried about Danchou's pose. She didn't know if he was having a heart attack or kneeling lol

#destiny 2 #destiny crow #festival of the lost #uldren sov #mara sov #And we had our shame guaranteed for the rest of the year lol

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icharchivist · 6 months

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AU where Belial is an actual, physical cat but still has beef with Ewiyar

yes please

and well Ewiyar has beef with the cats on the ship already (her base FE starts with her getting extremely mad because Young Cat was sleeping on HER spot. She was so angry and picked up a fight. It was a sight.), so Belial being a real cat or a fake cat won't change a thing about that.

but the beef will transcend anything. I believe it in my heart. Ewiyar hates him when he has human form and she'd hate him even more as a cat because at least when a furrless is getting attention, it's just silly skydweller things, but paying attention to THIS CAT? when SHE'S RIGHT HERE??? oh jail!!! jail for Danchou for a thousand years!!!!

the beef would be legendary.

#ichareply #ichafantalks gbf #anonymous #i do think Ewiyar is the most Miette of the cats on this ship this is my final take #all of Dante's kitties mostly behave well and wisely #Ewiyar meanwhile is a menace.

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levi-supreme · 1 year

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Bro i cant help but picture Levi scolding you because he comes home from a mission and its raining and you run straight outside without a jacket on.

Anon please this is so cute???? 🥺💗 thank you so much for sending me this (❁´◡`❁) even though I mostly self-ship with Levi in modern au, I do have a love line for him in canonverse too ahaha so thank you for giving me a chance to talk about my canonverse version of Reivi!!!

Here is some background info about both canonverse Reivi and modern au Reivi for whoever is interested!! Some tl;dr background info about canonverse!Reivi... I was a recruit in the Survey Corps and Levi's already the Squad Leader of his own squad. We started dating after a while (no one knew, of course), and then a few months later, Levi asked Erwin for permission to transfer me to his squad.

This drabble takes place while I was still a recruit in the Survey Corps, and please enjoy the self-ship drabble under the cut <3

As the thunder roared and the rain poured, I paced around my room impatiently. Where was he? The Survey Corps was out on an expedition a few days ago, and while majority of us returned, the elite Levi Squad was still out there doing something under Erwin Danchou's instructions. It was a very discreet operation, and no one knew about it other than those involved.

The Levi Squad was supposed to return yesterday, yet none of them were back. My worries were growing, my fear was consuming me. What if something happened to them? The idea seemed impossible; the Levi Squad were made up of the most elite soldiers handpicked by Levi Heichou himself. I thought about Levi Heichou and I felt warmth creep up my cheeks again. Where is my lover?

I couldn't take the suspense any longer.

"I'm going out for a while," I muttered to my bunk mates (if they were even listening) and made a beeline towards the door, "I'll be back before dinner!" I decided to go out and look for him.

The recruits' block was a distance away from where the other squads and section leaders were residing, separated by the Mess Hall, training grounds, horse stables, and other administrative buildings. I tried to sneak past any of the section leaders whom I didn't quite know, or any of the seniors from the other squads. It felt like a game of hide and seek gone wrong.

"Oh shit." I frowned when I was somewhere in the Mess Hall. I forgot to bring along an umbrella and the rain was getting heavier. To make things worse, I didn't even wear my Survey Corps jacket or cloak as well. All I had on my was my button shirt, trousers, and boots. Just as I was wondering how to make my way over to Levi's office without getting soaked, I heard some murmuring ahead, and I quickly ducked behind a wooden counter.

"I heard the Levi Squad just returned," said an unfamiliar male voice, "thought I saw their second-in-command limping to the Medical Office." Second-in-command? Eld?

"Huh... didn't they all return with the rest?"

As their voices began to drift further, I came out of my hiding spot and quickly ran towards the next block. I could hear my heart beating loudly in my ears. I needed to see Levi, I needed to see for myself that he's okay. I ran as fast as I could, and soon, I was somewhere near the stables.

As I was running across the field, I turned towards the stables and I thought I saw Levi standing inside feeding his stallion an apple. Is that... I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. Is that really Levi?

"Heichou!" I screamed at the top of my lungs before dashing towards him. There he was, standing there with an apple in his hand. He looked tired; the dark circles under his eyes were enough to tell, but more importantly, he was unharmed, and he was safe. Levi stared at me with a look of surprise and anger mixed in his face.

"Oi, Rei—" his sentence got cut off as I gave him a bone-crushing hug, knocking all the wind out of his lungs. "Oi! You brat! There are people around." Levi frowned and untangled my hands that were locked around his waist. Pushing me slightly back, he saw my wet fringe plastered to my face and my soaking wet clothes.

"Why are you soaking wet?" Levi quickly unbuttoned his cloak and tried to dry my hair with it before shrugging out of his jacket to put it over my shoulders. "Why are you here?"

"I—I missed you, Heichou, you were supposed to come back yesterday, but you didn't. I was worried, and I couldn't wait any longer, so I—"

"And you ran all around trying to find me? In this shitty weather? Without even being properly clothed? What were you thinking? Why are you so careless?" Levi started scolding me while a flash of lightning lit up our surrounding, a loud thunder soon following after. My lower lip quivered, my body was shaking. I couldn't tell if it was because of the cold or if I was scared. Levi hardly raised his voice towards me. I think I pissed him off big time, and now I felt like I did something wrong instead. Droplets of water were flowing down my face, but I didn't know if they were rain water or my tears.

"S-sorry, Heichou, I-I just m-missed you, and—achoo!" I unknowingly let out a sneeze. "I really wanted to see you... I'm sorry, I didn't think of what would happen if someone saw us, or—achoo!" Urgh, another sneeze again. I looked at my boots, unable to meet his eye. Maybe I was being too rash as usual. I didn't think of the consequences. If someone saw us alone out here, we might be reported, and we might get in trouble. I didn't mind getting punished, but nothing can happen to Levi. I pushed my wet fringe away from my face and looked sheepishly at Levi.

"I'm sorry, Heichou, I won't d—" Suddenly, I felt myself being pulled into Levi's embrace. I froze on the spot, and I didn't know what to do. My arms hung by my side, unsure if I should wrap them around Levi.

"Tch," his voice sounded a little more gentle and soft, "you silly girl. What if you fell sick? Look at you. You're soaked. What if you caught a cold, or a fever? What am I supposed to do, huh?" Levi pushed me away slightly again, but this time, he cupped my cheeks with his hands.

"Rei. I know you missed me. I miss you a lot too, you know." Levi stroked my cheek with one hand, and suddenly, I felt warmth envelope me again. "But don't do something like this again, hmm? You'll only make me worried." I eagerly nodded and gave Levi a small smile.

"Mm. I promise you, Heichou—"

"Tch. What did I say about calling me 'heichou' in private?" I turned red at Levi's words, knowing exactly what he meant. I nodded again, biting my lip.

"Mm. I promise you, L-Levi..." it still felt weird saying his name so casually just like that. Levi gave me a grin and took his cloak off me, covering our heads nicely.

"Hm. Good girl. Now let's get you back to my office and dry you up."

#anon.asks #rei.answers #levi x rei #reivi #anon i love this so much #thank you for sending this to me!!#please feel free to send me any reivi or self-ship thoughts you have hehe <3 #and thank you for reading!!

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lostcauses-noregrets · 2 years

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Hi! Love your blog <3 I was wondering if you know any fic where other people (veterans, the 104th, Nile, etc.) are talking about or reacting to Levi/Erwin. Basically, any outsider's POV on their relationship. Thank you so much in advance!

Hi Anon! I was convinced I'd answered an ask like this last year, but I can't find it anywhere, so perhaps not. Anyway, here's a few fics from other characters' POV.

Search and Rescue by @lustfulcat (Moblit POV)

The Last Time by @i-heart-danchou (104th POV)

kuchel watches her son sink into despair by @erbeansandravioli (Kuchel POV)

Pillow Talk by @lostcauses-noregrets (Mike & Nanaba POV)

I Should Have by Eien_Ni (Armin POV)

Rumor Has It by asuralucier (Hanji POV)

Everybody talks by blackm00n5 (104th POV)

There may be more recent ones that I haven't read, so if anyone knows of any more, feel free to add them.

#asks #eruri #fic rec #snk

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humanitys-strongest-bamf · 9 months

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ok i'm supposed to be doing work but this tag game seemed really cool! thx for tag @prettyiwa :3 tagged to talk about five of my favorite fics! i'm not including matcha since its still a wip lol. also these are obviously all levi x reader bc i need this man

in no particular order:

➼ 1. Until I See You Again — 3.3k, Canon!Verse, Hurt/Comfort, Post-War, technically a WIP but it's more like a collection of oneshots instead of a multi-chapter fic

I got a request for Levi and reader thinking the other died and then find each other after the war and I got so excited that I created a mini-verse based off it. This was one of the first oneshots I published and it still warms my heart to read occasionally.

➼ 2. You're Safe — 1.6k, Hurt/Comfort

This was my very first request, in which Levi accidentally triggers his s/o that's a survivor of domestic abuse. It was very cathartic to write :')

➼ 3. Your Safe Space — 1.2k, Hurt/Comfort

I struggle a lot with volatile emotions and I was in a mood, so I wrote a little oneshot of Levi helping you through one! Also very cathartic to write.

➼ 4. Revenge — 1.1k, Smut, Public Sex, Revenge Sex, MDNI

I think this is the only actual smut oneshot I've written so far that's not just me rambling about wanting Levi to rearrange my insides kdjfksdf

➼ 5. Your Worth — 1.3k, Hurt/Comfort, Canon!Verse

One day I was having the Sads™ because another fic got published at the same time as matcha and was doing loads better than mine and I got so fucking sad that I was couch-locked for the rest of the day but then I wrote this and it made me feel so much better 😭😭

this was really fun! and a great way to practice self-love 😭

tagging (no pressure :3): @chaotic-on-main @leviismybby @romantichomicide95 @sixpennydame @happybird16 @dont-f-with-moogles @averysmolbear @roseofdarknessblog @youre-ackermine @danchou-danchou @chosos-mascara @postwarlevi @jayteacups + anyone else that wants to participate!

#tag games #no pressure :3

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goldenteaset · 5 months

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To be fair, the scythe thing was also very much an attempt to manipulate Danchou and/ or turn them into his puppet. He was just very chill about it not working and even let them keep the scythe

It was very much a "It would be so fun if that happened" type of plan

But yeah, he's definitely got a good heart somewhere in there

Yeah, there's a lot going on in his Scythe storyline, all of it very befitting to his character. He's open to any possibility, I think, which is why he gives Danchou the warnings he does. "You shouldn't do this, but hey, if you do it anyway..."

And then the results wind up helping him with Sariel and keep Danchou alive, so as far as he's concerned it's fiiiiine~. (And from a player perspective it's also fine since "Sweet, new outfit". XD)

His good heart comes with a thousand caveats and footnotes, but it's in there! (I think...)

#asks #anon asks #belial gbf

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ayatoscupid · 1 year

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just one thing i need

ocean (oc) x cain | 3.2k words | nonau, confession fic, cheesy fluff | warnings: slight mentions of christmas themes

note: based off of holiday cain's fate episode. ocean is my gbf oc, info coming… eventually! rhoswen is a friend’s danchou oc shipped with eustace.

a/n: *shits myself adn dies* will cain finally leave my brain after this (probably not)

“Hm… Did she hide the present somewhere? I really hope she didn’t bury it… I’d probably freeze before I could find it.” Cain sighs, the only sound he can hear from the top of this hill being his feet trudging in the snow and the chilling wind blowing past his ears.

Until he hears a sneeze somewhere.

He swivels around, scanning the area until he sees a silhouette nearby, basking in the moonlight.

‘Ah, that must be Pholia!’ Cain thinks, jogging up to the silhouette. He’s about to call for her when he sees the familiar tips of pinned back fox ears and hears a familiar voice, grumbling to themselves.

“Mmngh, what did Bai Ze tell me to wait here for… I’m gonna get frostbite out here…” Ocean sniffles, hugging themselves tight even with their abundance of layers on. “So much snow…”

“O-Ocean?” Cain halts, eyes widening. Already, his heart is beating a hundred miles an hour. “Is that you?”

Like springs, Ocean’s ears perk up straight on their head, and they turn to Cain with a bewildered look. Already their cheeks are burning with warmth, and if it weren’t for Cain being equally as shocked, he’d be chuckling at how cute it is. “C-Cain?! What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing.” Cain points out, walking closer to them. “I thought you were still busy with the mission with Rhoswen…”

Ocean pouts and tilts their head like a confused puppy. “Huh? That’s already done though.”

Cain blinks. How many surprises is he gonna get tonight? “Huh?”

“Mhmm. Pholia, Leona and Reinhardtzar helped us out, which made it a lot easier.” Ocean explains. “Since we were already done, I figured to stop by—b-because I wanted to check out the festivities, th-that’s all! But then Bai Ze took me here instead. Something about a special gift from Santa, or something…”

“I-I see…” Cain laughs bashfully, a little embarrassed that he was angsting over not being able to give Ocean their gift five minutes ago. They were already done this whole time… He blinks, putting two and two together. So everyone’s been helping out on the mission to get it finished a few days earlier? …Everyone? “Hold on. Did you say Leo and Reinhardtzar helped you too?”

Ocean pouts again. “Yeah?”

‘…Did they force a vacation on me so I could talk to Ocean?!’ Cain realises, absolutely mortified. ‘Does this mean they know about the present?! Uuugh, I was trying to keep it a secret, this is so embarrassing…’

“…Uuuh. Cainnn, are you okay?” Ocean calls out, waving their hand in front of his face. “You look like you’re about to pass out. Don’t get frostbite on me, you dummy.”

Cain snaps out of it and laughs, in a pathetic attempt to mask his embarrassment. “Y-yeah, fit as a fiddle! Don’t worry!”

Ocean pouts and goes back to hugging themselves. “Who even says ‘fit as a fiddle’ anymore… W-whatever, just don’t freeze to death. Are your clothes warm? They look good on you—” They choke on their words, burying their face so deep in their scarf Cain doesn’t see any part of it anymore, just a perfect half of hair and cloth. “B-but if you’re cold, c-cover up! Okay?!”

Cain’s laugh is genuine this time, an unspeakable fondness in his eyes from Ocean’s flustering and slip of tongue. “Don’t worry, my clothes are warm. Pholia had this outfit specially tailored for me.”

“I know.” Ocean replies, muffled into their scarf. “…I helped her and Leona make it.”

It’s Cain’s turn to fluster, cheeks and nose a glowing red even in the chilly evening air. “Y-you did?”

“Mhmm…” Ocean nods, turning their head away to feign sudden interest at a tree nearby. “I-I mean, I didn’t do much. I mostly just mailed sketches over to them. I didn’t even think I’d see you in it from how busy I am.”

Cain recalls a time he saw a few small packages sent to Leona from Ocean while sorting through the mail, and upon asking her about it, she stammered that it was nothing. “Oh. Well…” He chuckles sheepishly. “Thank you. I think it’s really nice. It feels refreshing to step out of my standard military clothes.”

Ocean nods. “You look good in more casual clothes.” Then, adorably, they fluster again, looking away with their cheeks searing. “Th-thanks to me, of course! And Pholia and Leona. Y-you should have more variety in your closet… a-and stuff…”

Cain laughs, nodding in agreement. “Maybe you can help tailor some more clothes for me?”

Ocean frowns at him, and even though he can’t see their eyes through their long bangs, he can feel their feline stare boring into him. “You’ll have to pay. My services aren’t always for free.”

“Of course. Just name your price and I’ll pay.” Cain replies smoothly, a charming smile on his face. Ocean hisses and looks away again, but there’s no mistaking the wavering frown on their lips and the heat all over their face.

“Ah! Since you’re here…” Cain suddenly remembers the small box in his pocket and takes it out, holding it out to Ocean. At least they won’t be able to tell how clammy his hands are from beneath his gloves. “I thought I’d have to pass this on to you through someone else, but here. I have a present for you.”

“…For me…?” Ocean mumbles, so small and uncharacteristically soft that Cain’s chest squeezes. As if they couldn’t get any more endearing, they take the box with both hands, cradling it with so much care. It’s almost as if Cain can physically see their eyes sparkling beneath their bangs. “Is it okay if I open it now…?”

“Go for it.” Cain smiles, sliding his hands in his pockets. “I really hope you like it.”

Admittedly, he’s extremely nervous. He wouldn’t be this nervous giving presents to anyone else—but Ocean isn’t just anyone else. He’s known that for a long time now, that his feelings for them aren’t like the feelings he’s felt for anyone before.

(“Wait, wait—Can you describe it again? How you feel around Ocean?” Leona had asked once, a long time ago, after Rhoswen and their crew had left Nalhegrande after a brief visit. Ocean included, which Cain felt a deep ache from.

“Huh? Well, um…” Cain scratched the back of his neck and sighed. “My chest squeezes, and I start getting really warm… I feel really happy, but also really weird. Like there’s something missing whenever I’m with them, and I want it really badly.”

A long silence had followed, blanketing the room in an awkward tension that Cain desperately wanted to cut through.

Reinhardtzar beat him to it. “You have got to be kidding me.”

Leona had burst into laughter, having to clutch her stomach from how boisterous it was, and Cain spluttered. “W-what?!”

“I really didn’t think you wouldn’t know! Ahhh, This is comedy gold!” Leona wheezed, wiping imaginary tears away. “You really haven’t figured it out?”

“I think he has.” Reinhardtzar squinted, smirking knowingly. “He just hasn’t admitted it to himself yet.”

He was right. Cain sank further into his seat, hiding his reddening face behind the collar of his shirt. He wasn’t a fool, but this experience was just… new, in an equally exciting and terrifying way. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’re head over heels in love, Cain.” Leona said straightforwardly, a warm little smile on her lips.

What she had said next would ring in Cain’s head constantly until he came to terms with his feelings, and started to gather the courage to make them known. “I’d know. I felt the same way around your brother.”)

Ocean opens the box to reveal his present: a bangle of beautiful stones, strung together with exquisite silk. They’re remarkably quiet as they stare at it, pocketing the box and examining the bracelet in their hands.

Nervous, Cain starts explaining himself. “I-it’s, um. It’s imbued with prayers said to protect the wearer from evil. The shopkeeper said it’s a popular gift for travelers.” He clears his throat, shifting from foot to foot. “The thing is, I…”

He licks his lips. Is he really ready to say it now?

“I miss you, sometimes.” He backs out of it at the last second. He knows he’s going to curse at himself for it later, but even just the thought of confessing now almost made him combust. “And I worry about you. I never want you to have to go through any dangerous life-or-death situations. I know you can handle your own perfectly well, but… I want to protect you anyway.”

He licks his lips, shoulders tensing up not from the cold, but from the effort to not just spill his entire heart right here. “But I can’t. I have to stay in Nalhegrande. …Truth be told, I want to join you back on the ship. I want to be with you—be, um, be there with you on your adventure. But until then… take this with you. As a good-luck charm from me, until I can be there and protect you.”

He takes a deep breath, immediately trying to offset his vulnerable confession with an awkward little laugh. Knowing Ocean like the back of his hand, he raises his hands in surrender, prepared for one of the feisty Erune’s light whacks. “Okay, now I know what you’re going to do. I know it’s really cheesy—”

“Thank you.”

“Eh?” Cain blinks, frozen in place.

“…Thank you.” Ocean says, softer. The bracelet is already wrapped around their wrist, and they’re holding it close to their chest, rubbing the silk between their fingers. They’re blushing and so, so visibly flustered, but they remain still. Flustered and blushing but not whacking Cain and running away, but standing still, like they don’t want to leave.

Cain realises that the trembling frown on their lips isn’t from their usual denial—it’s from their deepest emotions, prying between their walls to be seen.

“I really like it.” Ocean continues, squeezing the bracelet so close it could melt into their chest and nestle its way into their heart. “B-because it’s pretty, and um—…n-not just because it’s pretty. Because it’s so thoughtful, and because it’s from you.”

Before Cain can open his mouth to say something, Ocean clears their throat and shoves their hands in their pockets, fishing out a long black box and an envelope. They hold the present out to Cain, looking away. “H-here. I had something for you too.”

Cain takes the gifts, pleasantly surprised. As if he wasn’t shocked enough by Ocean’s rare moment of vulnerability, they had a gift prepared for him too? “I thought this outfit was your present for me!”

“Who says I can’t give you two presents?” Ocean huffs, crossing their arms.

Cain just chuckles and starts opening the envelope, to which Ocean wheezes and takes a step back. “Y-you’re gonna read it now?!”

Cain stammers, alarmed. “H-huh—Sorry, uh, I can read it when I’m back in Groz…”

Ocean worries their lower lip as Cain moves to open the box instead—until Ocean reaches forward to grab his wrists. “W-wait, read the letter now! I—I don’t wanna have to wait for your answer until we see each other again…”

Cain blinks for a few moments, before chuckling and nodding in understanding, bringing his attention back to the letter. “Okay, okay.”

“D-don’t read it out loud though, I don’t wanna hear how cheesy I am!”

“Yes, yes~”

Cain,

Captain Rhoswen told me that you usually write cards to greet people with their presents, so this is me writing one. Happy Holidays.

…Well, truth be told, I have a lot more to say than just that.

I know we exchange letters a lot, but I can never bring myself to say the one thing I want to say in those letters. I’ve been wanting to say that one thing for a long time now, but it takes a lot of my pride to say. It makes me shy, makes me want to whack something in frustration, makes me want to run away to try to burn off the sudden energy boost I get from it.

Ugh, I do those exact same things around you, you know.

I miss you a lot. That’s not that one thing I wanted to say, but it’s something I wanted to get off my chest too. Sometimes I wish you were here with us, on the Grandcypher. Sometimes I feel like there’s something missing without you here.

But whenever you are here, with me, that feeling is still there.

I know what that feeling means, and I know what’s missing. I see it every time I see Rhoswen and Eustace. I see it every time Leona talks about your brother.

I feel it every time I think about you.

Cain… I’m in love with you.

That’s the one thing I wanted to say.

Ocean

“…I-I—” Ocean blabbers, hiding behind their gloved hands. They’re still peeking from between their fingers, watching Cain’s unreadable expression. “T-to be fair! I-I didn’t think I’d be seeing you for a while—I thought next time I’d see you, I-I’d be more prepared for this! I planned to—t-to give this to Leona to pass on to you, and I’d s-spend the next few months mentally preparing myself for your answer. Ugh, m-maybe I should’ve just let you read it back in Idelva, I’m about to faint from nerves, this is so embarrassing—…C-Cain?”

Cain walks up to Ocean wordlessly, gently taking their wrists away from their face and leaning in to press his lips to theirs.

He feels Ocean freeze in place and lets go of their wrists, fully prepared for them to run away.

But it seems that they have another surprise up their sleeve, because they don’t. They reach out to tug Cain even closer by the collar of his coat, almost making him stumble. Cain makes a noise of surprise but quickly recovers, arms sliding around their waist to pull them into him. He can’t count how many times he’s thought of this, and can’t describe how much better it is in real life than in his dreams.

Ocean pulls away after several moments, having kissed Cain long enough for both them to pant softly, small puffs of air dissipating between their lips.

“…I can’t believe you beat me to it.” Cain laughs softly, gently squeezing Ocean’s waist. “I almost confessed while explaining my present.”

Ocean is silent for a few moments. Cain can see from this close, between the strands of their hair, the way they’re blinking profusely. They gently smack his chest, pouting. “Coward.”

Cain laughs louder. “I thought I wasn’t ready yet!”

He sees the way they look at him, a little guilty. “A-are you still not ready?”

Cain hums for a moment, feigning deep thought. Then, he reaches up to gently push Ocean’s bangs back and away from their face, so he can see their eyes and press a kiss to their forehead. “I’m more than ready to be with you.”

He doesn’t think he will ever get tired of the way Ocean’s striking red, feline eyes widen. Nor the way they open and close their mouth, trying to figure out what to say. They snap out of it after a moment, grabbing Cain’s wrist to keep it where it is. “W-wait. Keep that there.” They say, free hand reaching down to pull out a long hair clip from their pocket. They pin their bangs up to their hair and let go of Cain’s wrist, and Cain thinks they look beautiful.

“H-here.” Ocean mumbles, ears flicking in embarrassment. “Now you can kiss my forehead whenever you want. O-or, at least, until I take this thing off.”

Cain stands there for a few moments, stunned, before his heart bursts into glee in a delayed reaction. He grins wide, cupping Ocean’s cheeks and pressing kisses all over their face—their forehead, cheeks and nose, making them splutter and squirm around.

“C-Cain,” they stammer, but lean into it all the same, their embarrassment turning into delight as they start giggling, “W-wait, hehe, Cain—”

Cain interrupts them by pressing one, two, three quick pecks to their lips, before finally stopping and leaning his forehead against theirs. “Sorry.” He laughs. “I’ve just wanted to do that for a long time.”

Ocean smiles and it’s stunning—to see them so unashamedly happy, to see their eyes filled with enough warmth to melt the snow around them, to see them so in love. With him. “Well, now you can do it whenever I’m here with you.”

Their smile dims a little, and so does his. The cold breeze that brushes past them gives the reminder that they still have to spend a majority of their time apart. Cain’s happier than anything to just be with Ocean in the way he’s always dreamt of, of course, but he can’t help but be a little selfish and wish he could spend everyday with them in his arms like this.

“…Say…” Ocean hums, taking Cain’s hands and gently squeezing them. “Captain Rhoswen’s put me on a forced vacation of sorts for a couple of days. I didn’t want to go on one at first, but maybe… I can spend those couple of days with you?”

Cain blinks slowly, putting two and two together. The others can be so clever, can’t they?

He lets out a delighted laugh, picking Ocean up by the waist and hurrying down the snowy hill carrying them in his arms. They yelp and scramble to cling to him, arms and legs wrapped around him tight, but they laugh nonetheless. “H-hey! This is the second time you haven’t answered me properly, but I’m guessing that’s a yes?!”

“I’d spend every day with you if I could!” Cain confesses, practically yelling out his love out into the wind. “But for now, I’m just gonna make the most out of our vacation together!”

Ocean giggles loudly, burying their face in his neck to hide their goofy smile. They profess their love much quieter than Cain does, but he feels it in every crevice of his heart nonetheless. “You better not let go of me for this entire vacation, you dork.”

(“I can’t believe you forgot to open my other present, you dummy.” Ocean tsks, clasping the necklace around Cain’s neck before gently flicking the back of his head. “Rude.”

“Sorry, sorry, got too excited with your confession.” Cain laughs, fiddling with the necklace between his fingers. A precious stone dangles from it, red as striking as the eyes staring at him with nervousness.

“Do you like it?” Ocean mumbles, fiddling with their fingers.

“Of course I do. It’s pretty, and it’s from you.” Cain gives them a reassuring smile. “Does this stone mean anything in particular?”

Ocean lifts their wrist to point to the same stone woven into their newly gifted bracelet. “I’m pretty sure it’s the same one…”

Cain blinks rapidly. “Wait. Where did you buy it from?”

“Here, last time we visited Nalhegrande.” Ocean tilts their head, still seemingly oblivious to the puzzle pieces Cain is putting together. “I was actually already thinking of what to give you, so we went to the market and Captain recommended this stall selling precious jewelry imbued with pray…ers…”

They squint. “Did you get it from the same store?”

“Leo took me there.”

The gears turn slowly in Ocean’s head, and when they click, they gape and stand up in shock. “Those scheming pieces of—!”

Cain has to lean back on his chair from how boisterous his laugh is, slapping his knee. Maybe being obvious with his crush on Ocean did some good for him after all.)

#christmas tw #ok to rb (pls rb)#oc x canon #oc/canon #selfship #self ship #selfship community #💘.writing #♡ peaceful with you #AHHHHHHHH;. aaaaaaaaaaah. AAaaaaa.#goodbye.

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