"𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚, 𝘼𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚." ꧁꧂ 𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. ꧁꧂ Aʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴊɪᴍᴇ ɪsᴀʏᴀᴍᴀ. Aʀᴍɪɴsᴡʜᴏʀᴇʟᴏʟ ᴏᴡɴs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ.

They pulled the glass door back and parted the curtains with their slim fingers. In the moonlight, they saw small splatters of blood on their hand. Pulling their hand back and letting the curtains fall back into place, they quickly licked off the metallic substance before parting the curtains once more. Refuge. It was a safe place until it was okay to leave. --I don't own Attack on Titan--

━━━━ eren jaeger. 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙮, 𝙬𝙞𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙝𝙮𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨 - 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙨𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣. in times of war, we seek refuge in so-called havens; whether they are people who we form tethering connections with or a feeling that keeps us grounded. while some wish for peace, a person with magic in his veins only wishes to create a beautiful world for someone who is beloved by those who meet her. though he rolls the dice in this game of life, everything he does is for the future he merely feels in his fingertips - so close to his touch yet so far away to grasp. with the sky on his shoulders and eyes set on the figure in the distance, red hair blinding like her smile, he asks himself, "how did this ethereal creature stumble on my life when my hands are stained with permanent last breaths?" but as she turns around to meet his imploring, distinctive eyes, it dawns on him. for fate has a funny way of putting people together, of putting star-crossed lovers in a story that everyone knows the ending of. yet all he wants amidst this constant grapple is to come back home to her.

―𝐇𝐌𝐔 ❝𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤❞ ❝𝐦𝐦𝐦𝐦... 𝐧𝐨❞ ╭┈─────── IN WHICH its been over a year, and he still loves her completely ╰┈➤ [ jean kirstein x reader ! ] @-KIRSTEINS date completed : 01/30/22 !! PLAGIARISM IS ILLEGAL, THIS IS AN ORIGINAL WORK. !!

―𝐃𝐇𝐌𝐔 ❝𝐈 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐀???❞ ❝𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭❞ ╭┈─────── IN WHICH a simple friendship blossoms into so much more ╰┈➤ [ jean kirstein x reader ! ] @-KIRSTEINS date completed : 06/25/2021 !! PLAGIARISM IS ILLEGAL, THIS IS AN ORIGINAL WORK. !!

"Yes," he said in his usual deadpan voice, "now make yourself useful and follow me." (Levi chooses to hide behind his image of authority, and the gleam of the blades speak louder than he.) ~ "I. . .I don't know myself, (F/N). . .there's just something about you." (The moonlight coaxes the sentiment that's been dwelling inside of Levi, growing only, and the tips of his fingers and the beats of his heart all curl, praying this is something Levi doesn't come to regret.) ~ Levi laughs. "Right." (Expressing his sentiment has come as easy as breathing, as batting his eyelashes; he's glad he feels the warmth of something that isn't the impermanence of a Titan's shed blood, he's glad he's able to grasp something that isn't the suffocation of his turmoil. ) Love is strange, love is new, but Levi supposes many things are made in that fashion.

𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴 ˢ¹ ☑ ˢ² ☑ ˢ³ ☒ ˢ⁴ ☒ tw cringe i wrote this when i was like 13😭 art credits to Suket-key on twitter

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ❝𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝗹𝗺𝘀, 𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗹𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗿𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝘁. 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲. 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱.❞ 𝘆/𝗻 𝗹/𝗻, 𝗮 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗸𝗲𝗻𝗻𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿, 𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘀, 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘀𝗰𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗶𝗻, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝗿. ➸ 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘀𝗰𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗶𝗻 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 ➸ 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝟯 𝗼𝗻𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱