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Love letter (Astarion x Tav)

Cws: mentions of sexual activity (negatively), self hatred, really really angsty (please let me know if there needs to be more trigger warnings <3)

Note: just been thinking a lot about Astarions lore and past, and wrote this last night at God knows what time. This is Astarions love letter to Tav

Word Count: 201

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Touch

It terrified me

I was surrounded by those who craved it, and yet i detested it the most

Every embrace felt like strangulation, every squeeze… like death

Because they weren’t genuine… they were lustful… they were dirty

Filth that would graze my skin sinfully… grotesque figures that I hardly remember… 

What's the use in remembering?… death had already kissed their pitiful lips

I despised touch… 

That was until I met you

Sometimes I question the God’s in utter outrage 

How dare you send me them now! When I am broken and bitter!

What of my mortal life? How can i worship those who torture me

And amongst all the chaos and anger embedded into my mind

There's you…

You who lights up my soul

You… who caresses the filth away

Your ethereal form is engraved into my mind.. My heart

Every scar, every mark… every crease and crevice…

You kissed the pain away, the suffering… the hurt

By the Gods you're so wonderful… so beautiful… so perfect

You taught me the meaning of touch

You taught me the meaning of love

Not just to love others, but to also love myself

My love… I am eternally grateful for you

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Authors note: sorry for the inactivity! Uni has been kicking my butt, and my part time job has been tiring. I know this isn't my usual content but I hope you enjoy!

[golden-clouds]

has anyone else recently grown obsessed with Astarion from bg3? he's literally consumed my fyp as well as my thoughts

plus his voice actor is Heisenberg from resident evil!!

[underthetree845]

Picrew! <3

This one was so cute- I loved all the personalization options. Link to Picrew

Here's mine:

No pressure tags: @arminsumi @ringsofsaturnnnn @100reasons2live @moonspirit @golden-clouds @arlerts-angel @arlertdarling @arlertikari @rui-0836 @chiinni @foranpo @arminisascorpio

And anyone else who’d like to participate! :)

[golden-clouds]

Thank you for the tag! <3 I absolutely adore this picrew :)

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is it a common thing for fic writers to only be inspired at like 2 in the morning??

my notes app always looks wild the next day after I write my ideas down

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Hiya! just a quick question for the fic writers in general on here- what other platforms would you recommend posting your fics on? I was considering ao3 and possibly wattpad but I wasn't too sure. Any advice?

-Sunny xoxo

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I just reread the angsty Armin drabble I posted recently and the amount of errors- omg-

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Breaking point

Armin x reader 

Hello everyone! It's been a short while since I last posted anything. This had been sitting in my drafts for ages, and I genuinely cannot remember whether I had proofread it properly, so apologies for any mistakes/ errors in advance!

Cws: This scenario is sad as hell, reader is gn, some fluff involved but is mainly angst, Armin is a poor soul, Armin and reader have a romantic relationship. Panic attacks, self deprecating language, breakdowns, super angsty 

959 words

Summary: Armin had been avoiding you for months after Eren’s disappearance, and when you finally approached him, he broke.

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It was breaking your heart- the way his smile was slowly fading, his laughs scarce and his eyes… practically lifeless. You feel helpless, nothing seems to be bringing that vibrant boy back, and as life cruelly hurls its deathly trauma at the people you love, you can feel your smile fade too. 

After Eren's disappearance, Armin had become an empty shell of a man… quietly withdrawn to his office where he’d spend hours upon hours pondering over battle strategies, cursing himself for being unable to prevent Erens random disappearance, the potent paranoia eating him alive.

You had hardly seen lately, it was like he was actively avoiding everyone… actively avoiding you, terrified that people would see through his facade and uncover the frightened, paranoid state he was in. 

“Hey- Armin! Wait up!” you had been trying to speak with him all day, but it seems he had kept himself conveniently busy, constantly marching off at the sight of you.

He hurriedly walks through the mess hall and towards the corridor, frantically heading for his office, pretending to have misheard you, he knows exactly what you’ve been wanting to talk about, and has been avoiding it at all costs.

“Armin Arlert!” he stops in his tracks at this, and awkwardly turns his head to face you, he is the absolute vision of guilt. He silently walks towards you, poorly attempting to ignore the dozens of eyes staring his way. Taking your hand firmly in his, he walks you both into his office.

“Armin, I-”

He shuts the door, and for the first time in months, his tired blue eyes peer into yours. You can immediately feel the weight of his mental torment push into you, and in a way, it confirms that eyes really are the windows to the soul… and his soul is hurt and damaged.

“I don’t give you enough credit you know, you’ve always been so observant, I mean… you noticed before everyone else did” his voice breaks as he speaks; the strong, resilient exterior cracking in an instant. You stop momentarily to analyse up his features, his eyes appear dulled out, face hollow with exhaustion.

“Armin, I’ve been worried about you- we’ve all been worried” the words tumble from your mouth with urgency, you’ve been desperate to have this conversation with him. Your hand is still held in his, his grip tightening at your words. He stays silent at this, leaning over to hide his face in your neck, soaking it with his tears.

“This has been building up for months hasn’t it? Ever since Eren-”

“I should have been able to stop him, I should have seen the signs, there must have been something there that I didn’t notice!” he blurts out, tears now streaming down his face. You go to interrupt him, to provide him with comfort, but he stops you.

“I don’t need your pity, I don’t need anyone's pity… this is my fucking fault- he’s my best friend and I couldn’t stop him- I couldn’t stop him” he lets out a strained sob, his entire body shaking, and you automatically hold him up in your arms, feeling him weakly melt to your touch.

“Armin… you may not believe me when I say this, but Eren's disappearance is far from your fault” you say in desperation, yearning to reassure him. He lets out a heart breaking sob of protest, not believing a single word of comfort that leaves your mouth.

“Y-you’re right… I don’t believe you, it is my fault… I should have paid more attention- I should have been able to figure out how he was feeling… I should’ve been able to stop him y/n” He buries his face into your shoulder, gripping onto your body desperately as he becomes hysteric.

You realise that he doesn’t want words of reassurance, he won’t believe them regardless of what you say. What he needs is someone to be there, to hold him, to listen to him. Who he needs is you. You kiss his forehead softly, carefully deepening the embrace, you then pull back to look into his swollen, puffy eyes, those same eyes you fell in love with all those years ago.

“If you need to cry, cry… if you need to scream, you scream… but mark my words, I will stand with you throughout it all… it doesn’t matter what emotional state you’re in Armin Arlert, I will always be here to hold your hand and support you in all walks life, and hopefully in the next”

You pause to wipe his tears with your thumb, planting a soft kiss on his freckled nose. “I love you, and it utterly destroys me to see you blame yourself like this, but I’ll say it again, none of this is your fault… we were just kids when this started” you bite my tongue as to prevent your own tears, it's as if you could almost audibly hear your heart crack.

“Life has been so ruthless to us, to you… so don’t you dare blame yourself for something out of your control” you say this sorrowfully, the sheer weight of your own trauma becoming apparent in your words.

Armin says nothing for a while, instead he silently inspects your face, eyes skimming over every detail of your skin, he presses a kiss to your cheek, and pulls your body in to better embrace you.

“I love you too” is all he mutters, acknowledging but not addressing the other words said, as he still disagrees with them. 

“Y/n? Could you stay with me tonight? I don’t feel safe alone” he quietly requests, his eyes silently pleading with you to stay.

“Of course I can love… I’ll stay with you for as long as you need me”

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Picrew time! Mr. and Mrs. Ackerman say hello! 🥰

Link here

Tagging: @wyvernslovecake @averysmolbear @hangeslefteye @oxygenbefore1775 @chaotic-on-main @humanitys-strongest-bamf @mobolanz @bita-bita @satorizz @this-is-krikkit @youre-ackermine @arlertwitch @postwarlevi @jayteacups and anyone who wants to join :)

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we’re hilarious 😀

tagging: @aegonslawyer @arminsdiscordkitten @arlerts-angel @arlertdarling @postwarlevi

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ohmygod we're so cute :(( i'm 🤏 this close to making this my pfp

no pressure tags: @arlertdarling @ringsofsaturnnnn @underthetree845 @mochimooon

[underthetree845]

This is ADORABLE, thank you so much for the tag! And @ringsofsaturnnnn I saw you tagged me too, so thank you! First one: His hair was a quite the ordeal, I had to combine a few things to get his bangs. I am happy with it though! 💙

Second one: Trying to make us not look like siblings in this one was a bit of a struggle (T_T) but I like it: ^^ ❤️

Characters: Armin Arlert and Osamu Dazai

No pressure tags: @foranpo @arlertdarling @arlertikari @golden-clouds @seisitive @chiinni @0armins-ocean0 @arminsvoicecracks @100reasons2live

And anyone else who’d like to participate! <3

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Thank you so much for the tag!!

I tried my best to make this look good haha, so here's me with the bestest boy! :D

(p.s, first chapter of baker blue may be complete very soon! <3)

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I have been experiencing the absolute worst period of writers block :')

ughhhhhh

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I can not believe after this year, new Attack on Titan watchers will be able to watch the entire series all at once.

Back in my day, we had years long hiatuses, a studio change and The final season 3.8 part 1 part 3 365 1/2 days Dream Drop Distance….part 4.

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just announcing that the new fic based on the Armin scenario I've written will be called baker blue :))

I hope you all enjoy it when I finally get round to editing chapter 1 :')

-Sunny xoxo

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43 character motivations for your fictional characters

To protect their loved ones.

To avenge the death of a loved one.

To save the world/town/community.

To find a lost loved one.

To solve a mystery.

To right a wrong.

To achieve a personal goal.

To gain power or influence.

To find their purpose in life.

To overcome a fear or obstacle.

To learn to trust again.

To forgive themselves or someone else.

To find love or companionship.

To start a new life.

To leave a legacy behind.

To make a difference in the world.

To simply survive.

To gain revenge.

To seek power.

To find redemption.

To follow their dreams.

To escape their past.

To find their true self.

To connect with something larger than themselves.

To understand the world around them.

To experience something new.

To simply have fun.

To make a mistake.

To learn from their mistakes.

To grow as a person.

To become the best version of themselves.

To help others.

To make a difference in the world.

To leave a legacy behind.

To be remembered.

To be loved.

To be happy.

To find peace.

To find hope.

To overcome despair.

To survive.

To thrive.

To live.

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that awkward moment where you've made more mini scenarios than actual progress on the main piece of writing you're supposed to be working on- oopsie?

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~Armin scenario~

I wasn't too sure on this one, but I'm hoping to further develop it and possibly make this into a series during my spare time :) I hope you all enjoy! xoxo

~Sunny <3

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Ethereal, is one of the many words in which you would describe this beautiful boy, your plethora of flattering adjectives still don’t seem to slightly suffice as descriptors for the phenomenon that this man is.

His beauty is unfathomable

Soft, golden locks, messy freckles and calming ocean eyes… he’s everything you’ve ever dreamed of and more. He is the absolute vision of serenity. You wish with every fibre of your being that he could see what you see in him.

Armin Arlert is the Grandson of a kindly elderly gentleman that owns the local bakery. He's often happily chattering with the local customers, carefully remembering each name and order, and the colourful conversations that come with them. You would think it to be a waste that this man, with a mind so brilliant, is putting his brains aside to work at such a modest bakery, but he adores it.

It seems the only time he’s lost his effortless charm is when you walk in. He swears that he’s never seen someone so breath-taking, not so subtly cocking his head up when he hears your familiar footsteps click-clack into the bakery. Now don’t be fooled, he’s had many a beautiful woman wish to be the one that holds his delicate hand… but none of them will ever come close to you.

And you have no idea of course, his more than friendly smiles, witty jokes and constant glances at you wash over your head completely. You're both so painfully oblivious with how infatuated you are with each-other it's almost infuriating. For now you'll continue to dream about being held in his arms, and he'll give you those same wishful smiles, hoping one day his dreams will come true, where he'll finally call you his.