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Counting Stars... ✩: 50 Missives to Commander Erwin Smith Regarding Emergencies He Did Not Sign Up For
Counting Stars... ✩: 50 Missives to Commander Erwin Smith Regarding Emergencies He Did Not Sign Up For:
A/N: Since I’m coming up alarmingly fast on the 300 mark, I’ve decided to postpone what I had originally planned for the next milestone and use this as the 200-mark celebration post instead.
Needed to get all this out of the way so I can focus on nothing but cramming during…
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Paint Me with Armin/Annie
Paint Me
"It’s beautiful," Annie says, absolutely astonished, when Armin shows her the finished product. And it is — the lines are perfect, the shapes are realistic, and the colors are so vibrant, so bright, and so alive. So unlike the person they’re meant to portray. "You exaggerated a couple things, though."
Armin tilts his head to the side curiously as his eyes move back and forth between the canvas and his model. ”You think so? I know the nose looks a little big, but…”
Annie swats him his arm as she scowls. ”I’m not talking about the nose. I’m just…” The hair is more gold that platinum blonde, the skin more radiant, the cheeks redder, the eyes such a beautiful blue. Annie has to wonder if this is actually how Armin sees her. ”It’s not totally accurate.”
Still sitting, he lays down the canvas and beckons for her to come closer, so that she’s standing between his legs and so that his arms can encircle her waist. ”You say that because you don’t see yourself the way I see you.” She grunts, and he chuckles as he props his chin against her stomach, his eyes looking up at her brightly. ”Either way, I’d rather have the real thing than a painting.”
It doesn’t matter how many times Armin compliments her or uses cheesy lines — Annie always ends up blushing. ”Please,” she grouses, “don’t say that. It’s so embarrassing.”
Armin stands up, laughing softly, and gently kisses the crown of her head. ”Sorry, I can’t help myself. I really do think you have beautiful eyes, though.”
"Stop," she wails, but still allows him to lace his fingers through hers. "I liked it better when you were making fun of my nose."
"I’d never make fun of your nose."
"I’d never make fun of your nose!" For emphasis, he kisses the tip of her nose.
"Stop!" she yelps, now blushing bright red. With a huff (more in embarrassment than actual anger), she storms off — and as usual, Armin chases after her.
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Zip Me with Levi/Petra
Zip Me
Petra hesitates outside of Levi’s door, her knuckles a thread’s space away from the wood. "Keep calm," she thinks as she counts her breaths to steady herself. "Today’s the day. You have to talk to him today. Stay calm. You can do this." She gives herself another three minutes to pep herself up before she finally knocks.
"Come in."
Petra confidently opens the door and walks in, even if her heart is beating a million miles a minute and she can feel her palms sweating. ”Corporal, I—”
"Petra." He turns towards her, without his jacket or harnesses on, and with his cravat hanging loosely around his neck. "I need a hand."
Whatever speech she’d had planned (the one she practiced in front of the mirror for literally hours) flies out the window. Instad, she wrings her hands nervously in front of her and suppresses her blush (and probably fails). ”S-sure. What do you need?”
"I need help tying my cravat. I can’t get it straight."
That’s an absolute lie. Levi can tie his cravat with his eyes closed — she’s seen him done it before. She’s not sure what he’s planning, but the way he’s standing (with one hand on his hip, like he’s waiting for her) tells her that she doesn’t have much of a choice. Swallowing thickly, she approaches him and, with shaking fingers, she works on tying the soft material.
She can tell that his eyes are following her every movement, from the way she holds her breath to the nervous fumbling of her fingers to the way she absolutely refuses to meet his eyes. His warm breath caresses the side of her face and she’s almost ninety percent positive that he moves closer to her but she just needs to focus focus focus because this cravat is not going to tie itself.
Petra steps away as soon as she’s done, unknowingly releasing a deep sigh. ”There it’s—” Before she can get too far away, Levi grasps both of her elbows, holding her in place. ”Corporal, what is it—?”
"Thank you," he murmurs. This time, she doesn’t miss the way his eyes linger on her lips. His touch, unlike the intensity of his gaze, doesn’t last long, however, and he releases her. "Was there something you needed?"
Petra bites down on her lower lip as she thinks about bringing it up, since now it’s just the two of them. But maybe it’s still too early — maybe something will happen on its own. She’s still young, after all, with so much time. ”No,” she answers, bearing a smile. ”I just thought I’d make sure you were alright. I’ll see you later.”
She turns and leaves, oblivious to the way he follows her with his eyes so intently, so wistfully, so hopefully. One day.
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soratane: サシャ / ミカサ
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auruo-block: Erd the stylist. - 69
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oeilvert: "i’d rather be friends with her if possible"
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the-hell-gates-01: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g0XpNvLWimo...
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whitenshi-gou: reiner—braun: Are you sure you aren’t...
Are you sure you aren’t hesitating to fight Annie again?
Don’t tell me in a time like this, you’re thinking that maybe it’s just your imagination that Annie was the Female Titan? You just saw her with you very own eyes, didn’t you?
She’s the one who killed your team members, remember?
You really still don’t think it’s her?
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oeilvert: hanji giving orders and being the coolest in chapter...
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starcrossed-souls: (Source) Heichou, please stop thinking...
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oldroyalcouple: dumb cheesy and rushed au comic idk
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pensivebanana: reiner—braun: SnK Endcard 24 1 more to go.
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arielucia: good job, mikasa -.-
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