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[ In a dream office, seated on his desk watching an unfamiliar face lingering near the doorway–
Across a dinner table, taking notes and teaching him to breathe–
On the edges of the woods, a bird perched on his shoulder–
In a dream once more, shielded from destruction by bones and unshakeable resolve–
Side by side on the floor of his office, a meal from another reality spread out before them and an attempt made to cross a bridge he couldn't yet let form–
Leaning back against the couch, the last true smile he ever saw on his friend's face–
Facing one another like a standoff, begging to be set free–
Sat on the castle couch, sobbing in his arms–
Posing together for a camera, after an admission he never thought he'd begin to make–
Pacing around the office, hard truths honestly stated–
In a circle of lantern light, souls bared–
Sprawled out in the grass, maybe you're just me from another reality, maybe I'm you–
Napping together beneath the tree, just the first time of many–
At the training grounds, power shared and a plan devised–
With a younger version of him who desperately needed a friend, again and again and again and again and again–
Rushing into battle, heart on fire to save a life–
In the rubble, catharsis shared–
In the labyrinth, powerful and destructive–
Under a cover of darkness, planning for a future once they returned to the past–
Eren is there.
Has always been there.
Has not been there in more than two weeks.
I love you too much and I just can't help but wonder where else I might have met you before and you're one of the most important people there is and I took you to The Paths to say goodbye and you're all I've got and there's nothing anyone could do to make me stop trusting you and I don't need you to save the world and
when we go, we'll go together. ]
I just can't accept that you're really gone.
Across a dinner table, taking notes and teaching him to breathe–
On the edges of the woods, a bird perched on his shoulder–
In a dream once more, shielded from destruction by bones and unshakeable resolve–
Side by side on the floor of his office, a meal from another reality spread out before them and an attempt made to cross a bridge he couldn't yet let form–
Leaning back against the couch, the last true smile he ever saw on his friend's face–
Facing one another like a standoff, begging to be set free–
Sat on the castle couch, sobbing in his arms–
Posing together for a camera, after an admission he never thought he'd begin to make–
Pacing around the office, hard truths honestly stated–
Sprawled out in the grass, maybe you're just me from another reality, maybe I'm you–
Napping together beneath the tree, just the first time of many–
At the training grounds, power shared and a plan devised–
With a younger version of him who desperately needed a friend, again and again and again and again and again–
Rushing into battle, heart on fire to save a life–
In the rubble, catharsis shared–
In the labyrinth, powerful and destructive–
Under a cover of darkness, planning for a future once they returned to the past–
Eren is there.
Has always been there.
Has not been there in more than two weeks.
I love you too much and I just can't help but wonder where else I might have met you before and you're one of the most important people there is and I took you to The Paths to say goodbye and you're all I've got and there's nothing anyone could do to make me stop trusting you and I don't need you to save the world and
I just can't accept that you're really gone.
Edited 2024-10-01 02:08 (UTC)
10/01 reunion umbrella wheeee - usual CWs apply to all these links I ain't doin all that
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abandonhumanity
2024-10-01 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[He blinked at sixteen, and found himself everywhere.
[In a titan's mouth, but it was cut open.
[In some office somewhere, he was talking to his brother, or maybe his best friend; one uses a bow, and one wears a bow. That kid seems too young for his age; Eren cared for him.
[He recalls a wedding, but not like he expected; recalls his father, and how he devoured him. There was a man he hated more than anything, longed for more than anything. Stories of a would-be god, who was trapped for thousands of years; they follow Eren around.
[A cliffside under the stars, and rubble; training grounds, and a farm. A tree.
[A vow.
[He knows exactly where to go.]
[In a titan's mouth, but it was cut open.
[In some office somewhere, he was talking to his brother, or maybe his best friend; one uses a bow, and one wears a bow. That kid seems too young for his age; Eren cared for him.
[He recalls a wedding, but not like he expected; recalls his father, and how he devoured him. There was a man he hated more than anything, longed for more than anything. Stories of a would-be god, who was trapped for thousands of years; they follow Eren around.
[A cliffside under the stars, and rubble; training grounds, and a farm. A tree.
[A vow.
[He knows exactly where to go.]
[First, he goes to the cottages. That's where they lived. They slept in a heap on the floor until they could get a bed big enough for three. Countless memories echo off of the brick walls, but as he places his hand on the doorknob, a few key ones jump out.
[Mikasa left. He and Jean moved to a farm. They still sleep in that bed.
[He moves to Horizons. There are less memories here. It's a beautiful place, though he thought it had been destroyed. Not so, or not yet, apparently. He comes to the front door.
[He will see Jean again. It feels impossible. Maybe it is. Maybe he's gone. Has it been four years, or less? More? He hasn't even bothered with getting his footing. Before anything, this...
[He steps through the door, wanders in, searching until...]
Jean.
[Mikasa left. He and Jean moved to a farm. They still sleep in that bed.
[He moves to Horizons. There are less memories here. It's a beautiful place, though he thought it had been destroyed. Not so, or not yet, apparently. He comes to the front door.
[He will see Jean again. It feels impossible. Maybe it is. Maybe he's gone. Has it been four years, or less? More? He hasn't even bothered with getting his footing. Before anything, this...
[He steps through the door, wanders in, searching until...]
Jean.
cw suicidal ideation? i guess?? listen they're both worryfrog
placation
- 2024-10-01 07:41 (UTC) - Expandcw: suicidal ideation (have that link and this icon as a little treat for lyns <3)
abandonhumanity
- 2024-10-05 20:37 (UTC) - Expand[He doesn't really realize that he's doing it. That he's following someone because they smell-
Delicious.
Mostly because if he thinks about it for too long, it gets weird. That being said, he is a little hungry, though it's less for flesh of the living and more for their magnetite. Either way, the point remains. Eren is being followed.
All while Kazuya is trying to figure out just why this guy looks so familiar.]
Delicious.
Mostly because if he thinks about it for too long, it gets weird. That being said, he is a little hungry, though it's less for flesh of the living and more for their magnetite. Either way, the point remains. Eren is being followed.
All while Kazuya is trying to figure out just why this guy looks so familiar.]
[Eren is being followed, and he's well aware of it. He doesn't let on. He allows Kazuya to keep his distance as he takes the long way around town. He walks with purpose, but not with urgency. He'll lead him all the way to the top of Starlight Cliff, assuming Kazuya continues to follow.
[Once there, he merely observes the town below and waits for some sort of attack or confrontation. He's well-prepared for both. He won't be caught off guard, barring something extraordinary; even then, it takes him mere seconds to transform. He finds himself to be one of the two most powerful people in Somnius - more powerful than Vaeros himself.
[Try it, bitch.]
[Once there, he merely observes the town below and waits for some sort of attack or confrontation. He's well-prepared for both. He won't be caught off guard, barring something extraordinary; even then, it takes him mere seconds to transform. He finds himself to be one of the two most powerful people in Somnius - more powerful than Vaeros himself.
[Try it, bitch.]
I was in the middle of a conversation.
[Medieval peasant does not understand two text message conversations can be had at once.]
You've spent time with that BB person, haven't you?
[Medieval peasant does not understand two text message conversations can be had at once.]
You've spent time with that BB person, haven't you?
BB wants to know, from the seme-rizz-master himself, what is his type of person? It seems like you can totally bag anyone you want, and BB is just curious what certain people call to you, ya know~♡?
Yes.
[Not even in bed, as it so happens. He sleeps wherever and whenever he lands. It's a lot more often than he used to, but he has no schedule anymore.]
You want to talk?
[Not even in bed, as it so happens. He sleeps wherever and whenever he lands. It's a lot more often than he used to, but he has no schedule anymore.]
You want to talk?
[ It shouldn't surprise Maruki that they've been spending as much time together as they have, but it does. It seems that unless someone else is actively courting Eren's attention, his natural gravitation returns him to Maruki's side.
He certainly isn't complaining – it's the most welcome relief after those weeks spent tearing himself apart while soothing everyone else. It's almost an honor, in fact. But a surprising one all the same.
To that end, Eren seemingly has nothing better to do tonight than to hang out with him, and Maruki is all too happy to oblige. He has Eren seated as the bar counter in the machiya kitchen, just as he was that first afternoon, but this time he's been made to watch Maruki cook up a storm.
It's different than cooking for Thermo. That's about quantity and efficiency. In his own kitchen, with familiar ingredients, Maruki can take his time to craft something truly delicious. Okonomiyaki is far from fancy, but it's not something he's been able to make for Eren before– in fact, there were shockingly few times that he cooked for his best friend at all anymore. They ate lunch together daily, so that took precedence, but still... It seems like a strange oversight.
He leans over the counter with a spoon of okonomiyaki sauce, holds it out for Eren to take. ]
Taste this, please. Tell me if it's too sweet. I can never get the ratios quite right, and since it's your first time having this, I want to be sure you like it.
He certainly isn't complaining – it's the most welcome relief after those weeks spent tearing himself apart while soothing everyone else. It's almost an honor, in fact. But a surprising one all the same.
To that end, Eren seemingly has nothing better to do tonight than to hang out with him, and Maruki is all too happy to oblige. He has Eren seated as the bar counter in the machiya kitchen, just as he was that first afternoon, but this time he's been made to watch Maruki cook up a storm.
It's different than cooking for Thermo. That's about quantity and efficiency. In his own kitchen, with familiar ingredients, Maruki can take his time to craft something truly delicious. Okonomiyaki is far from fancy, but it's not something he's been able to make for Eren before– in fact, there were shockingly few times that he cooked for his best friend at all anymore. They ate lunch together daily, so that took precedence, but still... It seems like a strange oversight.
He leans over the counter with a spoon of okonomiyaki sauce, holds it out for Eren to take. ]
Taste this, please. Tell me if it's too sweet. I can never get the ratios quite right, and since it's your first time having this, I want to be sure you like it.
[Maruki puts Eren at ease. That's why he spends so much time with him. It's an easy place to fall back into it.
[He's not the most reliable food critic, however. He'll eat basically anything, and all of it tastes better than anything he would have had back in his true reality. Maruki can really do no wrong.
[Still, he tastes the sauce.]
It is sweet. I don't know how it's supposed to taste though. I like it.
[He's not the most reliable food critic, however. He'll eat basically anything, and all of it tastes better than anything he would have had back in his true reality. Maruki can really do no wrong.
[Still, he tastes the sauce.]
It is sweet. I don't know how it's supposed to taste though. I like it.
enjoy mappa baby eren where the va did not even try to sound young (second clip)
abandonhumanity
- 2024-10-06 08:48 (UTC) - Expand[ They haven't been avoiding each other. But there's an undercurrent of tension, the kind of fraught fragility that appears on the heels of a fight. He and Eren haven't fought, though, outside of a punch thrown.
Still, Eren is the first one he texts when he encounters Ketos. He sends a picture of the creature crafted by Hythlodaeus, a bundle of hay in its mouth and sticking out from either side as it looks directly at Jean's camera.
The text reads simply: ]
????
Still, Eren is the first one he texts when he encounters Ketos. He sends a picture of the creature crafted by Hythlodaeus, a bundle of hay in its mouth and sticking out from either side as it looks directly at Jean's camera.
The text reads simply: ]
????
Edited 2024-10-11 02:27 (UTC)
[Odd to see a message from Jean and feel his heart jump in the wrong way. He's been dreading some conversation that's left hanging between them, neither able to speak. Eren won't get any better at it. That's part of the dread...
[It's only Ketos though. Jean must not have noticed it before.]
Hythlodaeus made it with one of his abilities. It's called a ketos.
All it does is walk around and drool. Don't expect much else.
[It's only Ketos though. Jean must not have noticed it before.]
Hythlodaeus made it with one of his abilities. It's called a ketos.
All it does is walk around and drool. Don't expect much else.
[Video: this thing. Gliding around, eating dirt. Because this is the kind of thing you send your boyfriend who’s been through hell and came back to a different flavor of it, with only the following for context:]
BB gave me this. I thought it was funny.
[In the video, Aubrey whistles like she’s calling a dog. The roomba slowly turns around, indescript buttons glowing ominously… and then makes a singsong noise, complete with a music note bubble hologram.
[Fucking amazing.]
Move - I think I heard that goddamn cat. When I find her, she's out. Don't bother -
[And as he turns the corner to find the source of said Random Fucking Noise, that may or may not exist outside of his own paranoia, he stops. Halts. Dead in his tracks with package of Fantasy Kitty Treats gripped in his fingers. Korokke leisurely following Akechi, like she's gonna get a snack at the end of this. It's not for her!!! It's to find this other little shit, but-
There's Eren.
Just fucking there. He's over often enough for Akechi to be on guard, but not at this hour. Not this late. This is an abnormal new time to have the guy here and boy, despite the smile plastered on his face, he's not happy at all.]
Oh, you're staying for dinner? That's a pleasant surprise. Did you run out of food at your other homes? There's this company called Thermo - I'm sure you don't remember, but-
[OH HE HEARD. SOMETHING. OH HE HEARD A NOISE. NEKO-CHAN, he's coming for you.]
Regardless, it's nice to see you. Could you both move for a moment? I have to check something.
[And as he turns the corner to find the source of said Random Fucking Noise, that may or may not exist outside of his own paranoia, he stops. Halts. Dead in his tracks with package of Fantasy Kitty Treats gripped in his fingers. Korokke leisurely following Akechi, like she's gonna get a snack at the end of this. It's not for her!!! It's to find this other little shit, but-
There's Eren.
Just fucking there. He's over often enough for Akechi to be on guard, but not at this hour. Not this late. This is an abnormal new time to have the guy here and boy, despite the smile plastered on his face, he's not happy at all.]
Oh, you're staying for dinner? That's a pleasant surprise. Did you run out of food at your other homes? There's this company called Thermo - I'm sure you don't remember, but-
[OH HE HEARD. SOMETHING. OH HE HEARD A NOISE. NEKO-CHAN, he's coming for you.]
Regardless, it's nice to see you. Could you both move for a moment? I have to check something.
[ Ever the homemaker, Maruki pokes his head out from the kitchen to see where Akechi's run into Eren.
Sees the bag of treats.
Sees Korokke winding around his legs.
: ) ]
Ah, you just missed her, Akechi-kun. She ran out the side door and hopped over the fence.
Sees the bag of treats.
Sees Korokke winding around his legs.
: ) ]
Ah, you just missed her, Akechi-kun. She ran out the side door and hopped over the fence.
[Continued
Akechi texts late. Almost midnight by the time he gets around to it, though it was at the forefront of his mind. He spends his day-
Doing nothing. Eating dinner. Attempting to find a cat that he's convinced doesn't exist again and-
Then they're in the bathhouse - no one else in the facility, steaming hot water a reminder of a day spent here with the younger version of Eren not that long ago.]
I'm happy you could make it. It's been some time since we did this - our house has a bath, but I can't get it as hot as this facility does.
Akechi texts late. Almost midnight by the time he gets around to it, though it was at the forefront of his mind. He spends his day-
Doing nothing. Eating dinner. Attempting to find a cat that he's convinced doesn't exist again and-
Then they're in the bathhouse - no one else in the facility, steaming hot water a reminder of a day spent here with the younger version of Eren not that long ago.]
I'm happy you could make it. It's been some time since we did this - our house has a bath, but I can't get it as hot as this facility does.
[Eren doesn't do much with his day either - spends a bit too much time, in fact, waiting for Akechi's text. He's nearly irritated by the time he gets it, but the easy atmosphere of the bathhouse has already relaxed him. He nods in agreement.]
You're right. You know my body runs warmer than most others'. If the water isn't at least this hot as possible, I can barely tell...
You're right. You know my body runs warmer than most others'. If the water isn't at least this hot as possible, I can barely tell...
[Ha. He's not sure he could answer that if he tried.]
I'm at the farm. Are you coming?
I'm at the farm. Are you coming?
[It can be hard learning a new kitchen space, but it's something that puts Akira at ease. It always has, even back during the first days that he moved to Leblanc. Now, with the situations with both Akechi and Maruki... it's probably something he needs now more than ever.
The pantries are well-stocked, at least. He hadn't really known what to expect from either of them, but it seems like at least one or both must cook fairly often... Enough to have a good stock of supplies and a good arrangement of equipment.
He looks around. Nobody else is with him here, except for the cat watching him with careful eyes from a short distance away. Assessing him, most likely, til she feels comfortable with him; he's a stranger that just arrived in her house, after all.
...Akira should probably try to get comfortable here too, though. He'd thought about it yesterday, but he's decided now. He'll cook breakfast for them. Things may be complicated, but he's up before (seemingly) anyone else. It's the least he can do. It seems like there's enough to scrounge together for curry, so...
It's quiet as he goes about his work. There's a peace to falling into the familiar steps, even if he's unsure if he should be worrying about the ingredients at all. His new housemates seem to be living here and eating the food, even if it's cognitive, so Akira isn't going to think about it too hard. What he is going to do is grab a cup and see if there's any coffee to make. Akira turns-
and
in the corner
Shit-
[It's hissed out between his teeth, his body jerks, his elbow goes out-
and curry splatters all over the ground.
There's a long stretch of silence. Akira doesn't move, hand tightly clutching the mug in a death grip, waiting to see if the man will move instead. Or speak. Or at least stop glaring.
But he can't stand leaving that mess on the floor. Akira needs to move, he needs to do something, so he finally moves the slightest centimeter and says-]
Are you having breakfast here, too?
The pantries are well-stocked, at least. He hadn't really known what to expect from either of them, but it seems like at least one or both must cook fairly often... Enough to have a good stock of supplies and a good arrangement of equipment.
He looks around. Nobody else is with him here, except for the cat watching him with careful eyes from a short distance away. Assessing him, most likely, til she feels comfortable with him; he's a stranger that just arrived in her house, after all.
...Akira should probably try to get comfortable here too, though. He'd thought about it yesterday, but he's decided now. He'll cook breakfast for them. Things may be complicated, but he's up before (seemingly) anyone else. It's the least he can do. It seems like there's enough to scrounge together for curry, so...
It's quiet as he goes about his work. There's a peace to falling into the familiar steps, even if he's unsure if he should be worrying about the ingredients at all. His new housemates seem to be living here and eating the food, even if it's cognitive, so Akira isn't going to think about it too hard. What he is going to do is grab a cup and see if there's any coffee to make. Akira turns-
and
is a man glaring from the shadows.]
Shit-
[It's hissed out between his teeth, his body jerks, his elbow goes out-
There's a long stretch of silence. Akira doesn't move, hand tightly clutching the mug in a death grip, waiting to see if the man will move instead. Or speak. Or at least stop glaring.
But he can't stand leaving that mess on the floor. Akira needs to move, he needs to do something, so he finally moves the slightest centimeter and says-]
Are you having breakfast here, too?
[Eren knew that Kurusu would be here, of course. It's why he's here now - before Maruki wakes up and realizes all over again that nothing here is only a bad dream.
[He told himself he'd be calm, so he's calm. He never told himself he wouldn't stare. Maybe it isn't intentional, at first; he can watch the boy move about the space as he works without ever being seen, go intercept Maruki at his bedroom door before the smell of food wakes him up.
[At some point, the stare becomes something else.
[Kurusu will know Eren Jaeger. He will know him well and right away. He will know that he has a key to the machiya. He will know that Takuto Maruki is
very
dear
to Eren.
[Memory is both mutable and everlasting; Eren really did believe it when he told Maruki that he and Kurusu's time together still lived in the boy's soul.
[However.
[Kurusu has more ability to hurt Maruki than anyone else in this reality - than anyone else in most. Eren must be present. Eren must be near. Eren is not a friend of Akira Kurusu's. As it stands right now, he's not so much human as a beloved family pet.
[Shadows hang all around the machiya, but Eren moves closer, silent toward the kitchen, stare never wavering. It's not a particularly vicious glare; still a glare.]
You'll see me often. My dear friends rest here. [Oh, but those words do not sound kind.]
I've heard your name, Kurusu. You should learn mine.
[He told himself he'd be calm, so he's calm. He never told himself he wouldn't stare. Maybe it isn't intentional, at first; he can watch the boy move about the space as he works without ever being seen, go intercept Maruki at his bedroom door before the smell of food wakes him up.
[At some point, the stare becomes something else.
[Kurusu will know Eren Jaeger. He will know him well and right away. He will know that he has a key to the machiya. He will know that Takuto Maruki is
dear
to Eren.
[Memory is both mutable and everlasting; Eren really did believe it when he told Maruki that he and Kurusu's time together still lived in the boy's soul.
[However.
[Kurusu has more ability to hurt Maruki than anyone else in this reality - than anyone else in most. Eren must be present. Eren must be near. Eren is not a friend of Akira Kurusu's. As it stands right now, he's not so much human as a beloved family pet.
[Shadows hang all around the machiya, but Eren moves closer, silent toward the kitchen, stare never wavering. It's not a particularly vicious glare; still a glare.]
You'll see me often. My dear friends rest here. [Oh, but those words do not sound kind.]
I've heard your name, Kurusu. You should learn mine.
Start talking, then. You're already wasting my time.
(I gotta keep this to a text thread right now LOL)
abandonhumanity
- 2024-11-14 22:08 (UTC) - Expand[It's
He doesn't bring it up or acknowledge it. Refuses to. It's irritating, frustrating, and low on the list of priorities to deal with. He doesn't need or want someone acting like a guard dog - he is the chained up bodyguard. Eren can't provide shit for him and-
It still rings in his mind, sometimes. In the rough, tempered steps against the dirt trail. In the silence between every loud exhale. Echoing around the sounds of nature that try to fill in the gaps of their comfortable morning routine.
He doesn't give a shit anyway - pushes it from his mind as a sudden bitter chill hits his back. It jolts him back into the moment - makes him slow down until he's standing still halfway through their well trekked path to Starlight Cliff.]
Did you feel that?
normal.
Despite a lingering memory of a staunch defender Akechi never asked for in the early morning hours, in hushed whispers between two people whose likeness Akechi was never able to fully shake.He doesn't bring it up or acknowledge it. Refuses to. It's irritating, frustrating, and low on the list of priorities to deal with. He doesn't need or want someone acting like a guard dog - he is the chained up bodyguard. Eren can't provide shit for him and-
It still rings in his mind, sometimes. In the rough, tempered steps against the dirt trail. In the silence between every loud exhale. Echoing around the sounds of nature that try to fill in the gaps of their comfortable morning routine.
He doesn't give a shit anyway - pushes it from his mind as a sudden bitter chill hits his back. It jolts him back into the moment - makes him slow down until he's standing still halfway through their well trekked path to Starlight Cliff.]
Did you feel that?
[This shit again...
[Eren feels the chill, and he knows what's coming. Only a day or two ago, a blizzard dropped on he and Maruki out of nowhere. The weather has been growing increasingly more erratic. He glares up at the sky.]
Stop. Let's go this way.
[Not toward the incline of Starlight Cliff, but around, the same way Akechi took Eren when he first showed him that secret little alcove.]
To the grave.
[Eren feels the chill, and he knows what's coming. Only a day or two ago, a blizzard dropped on he and Maruki out of nowhere. The weather has been growing increasingly more erratic. He glares up at the sky.]
Stop. Let's go this way.
[Not toward the incline of Starlight Cliff, but around, the same way Akechi took Eren when he first showed him that secret little alcove.]
To the grave.
[ Maruki doesn't even wait until he's back home. The second he walks away from BB, the message gets opened up. ]
BB wished Vaeros back into power when she got that carnival.
Do with that information what you will.
BB wished Vaeros back into power when she got that carnival.
Do with that information what you will.
[He feels
He takes it with a clinical edge. Notes it. Sets his phone against his chest to figure out where to proceed from here. Maruki is likely getting sentimental. Eren will be angry. Akechi doesn't care. Enemies should be kept close and BB leashed herself to him long ago. There's no need to worry about it wavering - doesn't want it to, more than ever, because he'll make her pay for this shit someday.
Not now.
Absolutely not now because with that clipped text-
She has made herself incredibly goddamn useful. Far more than Akechi thought a false human could be.]
Noted.
This is good news for us.
nothing.
The text comes through and Akechi may as well be reading the weather. BB wished Vaeros back into power - a betrayal to those around her and something he knew would happen from the moment they all made a haphazard, unspoken pseudo-alliance. There was no trust between them to begin with, so there's nothing to lose with this information.He takes it with a clinical edge. Notes it. Sets his phone against his chest to figure out where to proceed from here. Maruki is likely getting sentimental. Eren will be angry. Akechi doesn't care. Enemies should be kept close and BB leashed herself to him long ago. There's no need to worry about it wavering - doesn't want it to, more than ever, because he'll make her pay for this shit someday.
Not now.
Absolutely not now because with that clipped text-
She has made herself incredibly goddamn useful. Far more than Akechi thought a false human could be.]
Noted.
This is good news for us.
also cw a little dehumanizing language lmao what is happening
placation
- 2024-11-24 00:18 (UTC) - Expandcw: more murderous intent, more dehumanizing language
abandonhumanity
- 2024-11-24 06:24 (UTC) - Expand[It's only a text, but the sentiment is...oddly thoughtful. Eren feels his stomach dip a little about it. Is Akechi really only sharing for the sake of sharing? Eren's definitely interested...]
Did you take them with you?
Did you take them with you?
unless I'm wrong - if I'm wrong, bite me I deserve it
abandonhumanity
- 2024-11-28 23:38 (UTC) - Expand[ Sent quite literally 10 minutes after arriving at Dolph's birthday party: ]
Where are you? (｡•́︿•̀｡)
Where are you? (｡•́︿•̀｡)
That face is pathetic...
I'm just waiting outside. I'll give Dolph what I brought and go back to the machiya.
I'm just waiting outside. I'll give Dolph what I brought and go back to the machiya.
( On Christmas Morning, Basil drops off a small box with a hand-knit blue-colored sweater for Eren. It's wrapped in a box with floral wrapping paper. Inside will be a note wishing Eren a Merry Christmas, and thanking him for everything that he's done. )
[ Maruki wakes up much earlier than normal; even with a human heater next to him, the windmill during a perpetual snowy night is cold, and sleep is hard to come by.
His back aches despite the rather nice nest Eren's made up in the loft, and he muffles a groan into his friend's shoulder as he turns onto his other side to bury in against his chest. ]
It's freezing...
[ Mumbled, groggy, and definitely hyperbolic. He's just a little chilly, but sometimes he likes to whine. ]
His back aches despite the rather nice nest Eren's made up in the loft, and he muffles a groan into his friend's shoulder as he turns onto his other side to bury in against his chest. ]
It's freezing...
[ Mumbled, groggy, and definitely hyperbolic. He's just a little chilly, but sometimes he likes to whine. ]
[Eren was a light sleeper before he left Visium, but he's historically been a heavy one, and he finds sleep a lot easier these days. When Maruki turns toward him, Eren's arms find their way around at new angles, his eyes never opening as he yanks the man against his chest, then rolls onto his back, dragging Maruki with him. He mumbles a kiss against the other man's chin.]
G'morn...
G'morn...
[This was too big for Stringbean, so Luz brings it herself, straight to the house, and makes sure to put in a place where he would see it. Its one big package with a note attached.
Upon opening the package, he will find a canvas painting of Eren himself, half in the face he worse, and half in the werewolf form that Luz remembered him changing in, having done it up by memory, and kept Eren with his serious expression. In the background she drew an impression of the farmhouse, how it looked back in the war torn Somnius.
With it is this note.
Eren. I hope that you like this painting.
When I see you, I see these two parts of you. I know there are more, and I might find them someday, but today, these are the things that I remember most of you: the way you look now, one side that is the wolf.
The farmhouse at that time, for obvious reasons.
I hope you have a good holiday, and I can see more of you this year.
Love you, Luz Noceda.
Upon opening the package, he will find a canvas painting of Eren himself, half in the face he worse, and half in the werewolf form that Luz remembered him changing in, having done it up by memory, and kept Eren with his serious expression. In the background she drew an impression of the farmhouse, how it looked back in the war torn Somnius.
With it is this note.
Eren. I hope that you like this painting.
When I see you, I see these two parts of you. I know there are more, and I might find them someday, but today, these are the things that I remember most of you: the way you look now, one side that is the wolf.
The farmhouse at that time, for obvious reasons.
I hope you have a good holiday, and I can see more of you this year.
Love you, Luz Noceda.
[So he has no idea that there is any kind of holiday going on, only that everything is giving gifts... and large socks were somehow involved- and who would he be if he didn't jump on the gift train!?
So Eren, or course, is one of the special people receiving a gift! Just very casually he gets handed a large red sock with a live (and very angry) frog in it, with a "here you go!" and then heads on his merry way to deliver the gift of angry amphibians in socks to the unsuspecting.]
So Eren, or course, is one of the special people receiving a gift! Just very casually he gets handed a large red sock with a live (and very angry) frog in it, with a "here you go!" and then heads on his merry way to deliver the gift of angry amphibians in socks to the unsuspecting.]
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