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#cleocentricism #{ Anywhere But Here }#*threads #[ I DID IT !! ]

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his self proclaimed ‘panty dropping grin’ falters and droops into fretfully pursed lips, a knitted brow. "Well if y’got a problem with Biggie, I ain’t lettin’ you in." he jokes to hide his real concern — already she’s complicated … already he knows that he won’t simply be carting a cute girl to back to her happy home. and shouldn’t he have known? picking a stranger off the side of the road?

he unlocks the car anyway. he may be a bastard, but he’s not yet completely heartless.

”So…what, y’want me t’jus’ cart you around? Drop y’off at any ol’ random-ass street corner that looks appealin’?” part of it leaves a bad taste in his mouth; what if he’s an accessory to whatever horrible idea this girl’s hatching?

”No destination…?” he pries once more, but something clicks — hadn’t he been on his own self-indulgent wander for the last hour or so? he’ll be doing the same thing, only with the addition of an adorable blonde for company. not the worst fate, by a long shot.

”Yeah. Yeah alright. Hop in, sweet’eart.” he can recall multiple instances of his own exile, back when he’d lived with his parents and their veritable brood of hyperactive children. supposes he can understand…

Annie hooks a thumb underneath the strap of her backpack, and she's already ready to ditch this guy and his fancy car to walk up a few miles and try at the meet of the interstate freeway, scowling at his questions. But before she can sidestep and start walking, he rescinds his own curiosity with a defeated acceptance, inviting her into the car. She simply stares at him for a long moment before moving to pull the unlocked door open, and slides into the seat, pulling her backpack and purse into her lap as she does so.

Without a word, she tucks them both down into the space between the dashboard and her feet, closes the door, and clicks on her seat belt. Only after ensuring it was comfortable and she had sufficient room to sit does she take a look around the car; then, she looks over to Auruo.

" If you try anything, I'll not only break every finger on both of your hands, but I will feed you your own testicles. If that's clear ... ? " She raises a brow before she offers her hand to him in something of a truce. After all, she didn't know how long she'd be riding with this guy, she might as well get his name. " Annie. "

A pause. Then she adds, " To answer the obvious question, there won't be any cops following you. I'm older than I look. " She turns away. She's never really been the best liar, but she thinks she can manage a convincing story. " But no one really wants to deal with a verbally abusive drunk when they don't have to. Money's an issue, but I'm done. "

[text] ur really cute when u sleep

To: Mr. Sportscar

[ message ]Look to your left, and then to your right. Take your time. Really look at your surroundings.

[ message ]Burn the image into your brain, Auruo.

[ message ]I hope wherever you're sitting right now is scenic and worth being the last thing you see, because I am going to cut you.

#cleocentricism #*modern #[ laugh s a lot send help ]

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SEND MY MUSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TEXTS TO SEE HOW THEY REACT

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[text] I might be pregnant

[text] Are you pregnant?

[text] I’ll be home earlier than expected!

[text] I won’t be home today, don’t wait up

[text] How would you feel about moving in?

[text] I have a surprise for you!

[text] I’ve got the popcorn, chosen the film- all you have to do is turn up

[text] I don’t care if you’re throwing up lava, I’d rather spend the day with you than them

[text] Can you stop taking my underwear please?

[text] Might need you to bail me out…

[text]You’re really cute when you sleep

[text] Wish you were here

[text] So bored without you!

[text] You’re boring me.

[text] Surprise me!

[text] Where are you? I’m stuck talking to your uncle and he’s starting to interrogate me…

[text] I love you, see you later x

[text] I’m running late- sorry!

[text] Just want you to know, my parents want to meet you

[text] Do you want to go?

[text] I want to spoil you

[text] How do you do this everyday?

[text] So, when can I meet the parents?

[text] Why are you in a wedding dress shop?

[text] You’re late! What’s taking so long?

[text] I got your orange juice, was there anything else you wanted?

[text] Good morning future wife/ husband x

[text] Sleep well my love x

#*For me #Dubiously sfw/#Age difference/#[ VERY MUCH SCREAMING !!! ]#[ SEND THE POLCIE ]

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9. Behind ear

nobody would’ve believed him, even if he’d told them face-to-face — the pajama-clad girl he’d picked up off the side of the road had made a home in his humble apartment. from a temporary annoyance to a full-blown presence in his life.

still annoying, though.

it’s a distinctly odd feeling; he’d never seen himself as a caretaker, no matter how unorthodox his methods. but there was that dumb stray cat who’d followed him home years ago, the dog who tailed him when he was a boy, the bird that frequented his window sill after he’d begun to leave out old bread for it. perhaps the universe had recognized his track record as a budding Disney princess, and had decided to up the stakes.

as all manner of strays had warmed up to him, so too did little miss Annie Leonhardt, currently situated casually between his legs on the floor of his apartment.

a nintendo 64 controller is being battered by her thumbs as she attempts to work her way through the infamous water temple, a task that is doubly difficult when the world’s most annoying back-seat gamer is functioning as her seat — as opposed to the couch at his back; the one neither of them are making use of.

it’s a distinctly intimate and wholly unnecessary position, but girl and man seem intent on ignoring — or simply not caring about — the implications entailed. the water temple, bane of 90’s children everywhere, is a far more pressing issue, and they are comfortable enough with each other by now to ‘survive’ prolonged contact.

by some miracle, Annie retrieves the boss key and meanders her way to said boss’ lair. it’s at this point that Auruo notices her hand is trembling.

he peers over her, chin grazing the side of her head. “What? You scared?”

Annie is silent for a moment; her anger at being ‘found out’ is palpable, and it makes him grin. he’d be nervous, too, after all that work, but he is a teasing bastard with an endearingly cruel streak.

“I held the controller too hard.” she states.

he’s charmed. he’s been charmed by her before, but never in his lap, never after together surviving the gauntlet of the worst Ocarina of Time temple by far.

he’s so charmed, in fact, that it seems the most rational thing in the world to nestle his nose into her blonde locks and kiss the thin shell of her ear. “Ease up, babe.” he instructs her in that flirtatious growl usually reserved for ‘harmless teasing.’

her fingers digging suddenly into his thigh are a good indication that this is not ‘harmless teasing.’

”Uh—” dumb. hasty.

her icy eyes never waver, but her cheeks do flush. she fixes him with her brilliant blue stare, twisted around in his lap. "…Do that again."

he doesn’t need to be told twice.

Annie defeats Morpha with Auruo’s mouth on her neck and his hands up her shirt, and henceforth he is never again allowed to criticize her Zelda skills.

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1: Coffee Shop!AU  2: Actor!AU  3: High School!AU  4: Hitchhiker Ride!AU  5: 50’s!AU  6: Library!AU  7: (Disney movie of choice)!AU  8: Circus!AU  9: RPG!AU  10: Fantasy!AU  11:Serial Killer vs. Detective!AU  12: Not Dead!AU  (someone else was dead but isn't) 13: Dead/Ghost!AU (someone’s dead.)  14:Military!AU  15: Mermaid!AU  16: Airplane!AU  17: Roleswap!AU 18: Mindswap!AU  19: Psycho!AU  20: Game Show!AU  21: Summer Camp!AU  22: Private Detective!AU  23: Broadway!AU  24: Ice Skating!AU  25: Modeling!AU  26: Amusement Park!AU  27: Road Trip!AU  28: Vampire!AU  29: Angels and Demons!AU  30: Daycare!AU  31: Pokemon!AU  32: Rock Band!AU  33: Marching Band!AU (because yolo)  34: Ballet!AU  35: Demigod!AU  36: Preppy and Punk!AU  37: Disneyworld Cosplayers!AU  38: Dogs!AU (idc if they’re dogs or they have dogs or w/e)  39: (Dystopian World of your Choice)!AU  40: Hogwarts!AU  41: Superhero!AU  42: Dragon!AU  43: Pirate!AU  44: Ghost Hunter!AU  45: Mafia!AU  46: Kingdom!AU  47: Crossdressing!AU  48: Assassin!AU  49: Genderbending!AU  50: Wedding!AU

#{ ooc }#[ some of these i'll just skip bc i dont like them enogh to rp them but ]#[ also im being kinda lazy -- again ' but ' ]#[ send them anyway ]

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#{ ooc }#[ pls love annie's baby ]

“We’re not doing anything important right now. You skip out when we’re training, and that’s not cool. I don’t care how talented you are, you can always get better, Annie.”

“But, if you wanna… I’ll go relax with you so at least if we get in trouble you won’t be alone. We can hide behind the supply shed or something.”

#xyeager #*threads #[ SEND HELP I AM CRying ]#[ babie s ]

Heaving a dramatic sigh at the boy's lecture, Annie moves to step past him and head for the supply shed. She's sat through this once, and she's handed his ass to him. She's explained why she doesn't care, and he still wants to insist it isn't a waste of time. Amazing. This kid had the tenacity of a cockroach.

" Eren. " A pause. She wasn't sure what she wanted to say despite having started -- there was a flurry of things she could say, really.

" ... Are you saying you want to see again why I don't need you lecturing me? "

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#{ ooc }#[ HI I'M MAX AND EREANI IS MY OTP AND I AM CRYING RN ]

#{ ooc }#[ aye just like the post ill write you something ]

intense vibrating who wants to rp i’m gonna do drafts here soon i just wanna do somethin short rn tho bc my writers block knows no bounds, and i wanna redo annie’s theme bc this is old.

" Your problem is you keep looking to make sense of them. You really should just accept it as comes. " Folding her arms, she leans over a little to look at the ant hill that Armin seems to be studying. " ... They have their lives and their reasons, but what's the point of trying to justify theirs when you can't even justify your own? "

#gignere #*threads #*random #[ hERE U GO .. ]

Eren grimaces and reaches out as if intending to brush her hair behind her ear, and then stops himself and picks a piece of lint from his jacket sleeve instead. Smooth.

“Okay, okay, I get your point. You should at least relax and rest up so you don’t look like death.”

#xyeager #[ I AM SCREAMiNG I LOVE THAT V MUCH AND EREN OH NO ADORABLE ]

" ... So I don't look like death ... " She raises a brow at the brunet, not sure if she was amused at the fact that he explained her feelings to a T, or further stumped by his innate ability to say all the wrong things to a woman. It's amazing.

In the end, she just shakes her head. Boys. " And where do you suggest I go to do that? Everyone gets on my case for slacking off, yourself included, so? "

[ text: resting bitch face ] yes i am. all my bitches love, me all my - all my bitches love me - all my bitches love me u aint fuckin w/ my dougie

[ text: resting bitch face ] heathen

[ text: resting bitch face ] N64 are u kiddin me

#cleocentricism #*modern #[ i think he just won over annie right there keep it up auruo ]#[ PSSH NEVER APOLOGIZE BE A COMPLETE IDIOT AT ALL TIMES. ]

To: Mr. Sportscar

[ message ] Do that again, and I'm calling the cops.

[ message ] Sponge for brains.

[ message ] ... Are you kidding me, you still have the N64. Is it the green one?

“Maybe you should go take a nap or something?”

" No point. If you give it more than a second of thought, you'll realize it's better not to do that. We don't have anything in particular to do today. meaning I can just go through the motions here. Then I go to bed actually tired tonight, and maybe I'll actually sleep, and be rested for the field work tomorrow. "

#xyeager #[ hEY BABE ]

“You… feelin’ okay? You look really sick, Annie…”

#xyeager #[ buzz buzz ]#[ i will NEVER NOT BE EXCITED WHEN ANNIE GETS TO TALK TO EREN Ok ]

" Didn't sleep very well last night, I guess. "

[ text: resting bitch face ] thats a shame. i try 2 be cute at all times :-(

[ text: resting bitch face ] ok cool warrior is next and then gold trans am. u havent lived until youve heard gold trans am do not fuckin doubt me

[ text: resting bitch face ] wanna dance in the living room??? or play mario kart????

#cleocentricism #*modern #[ i am crying wtf ]#[ these two lOSERS ]#[ omg like constant question marks PERFECT ]

To: Mr. Sportscar

[ message ] Well, *you're not.* You don't even seem to understand the concept. Just stop.

[ message ] I know Gold Trans AM, I don't like it that much. Supernatural's alright. Warrior's my favorite.

[ message ] ... Which Mario Kart, Wii or GameCube?

[ text: resting bitch face ] omfg are u setting ur large boyfriends on me??? [ text: resting bitch face ] thats not cool. after everything ive done for u???? [ text: resting bitch face ] annie pls [ text: resting bitch face ] i am lending you my very HOME the leats u can do is let a man ask u strange questions and play ke$ha at 1 in the morning [ text: resting bitch face ] 2 in the morning [ text: resting bitch face ] gold trans am is on next