#seastormarmin

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@seastormarmin said: I DIE EVERYTIME WITH THIS ANIME. AND CONNIES MOUTH. LIKE :3 OKGNSOGENPEWOINGEPONGPOWGNMRPO

SAM e. 

Hanji is such a little shit |D <3

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@seastormarmin said: ARMIN AND HIS KITTY BLANKET *chokes and dies*

Armin is bae. Everyone there is bae--

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[vxliantbrat]

“I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?”

     “Armin-?” The brunet blinked in surprise as he walked into the room, surprised to see Armin standing there, a bottle off pills in hand. Emerald eyes narrowed in anger as Eren walked inside, quickly walking forward to snatch the pills out of the others hand. “I-I thought I told you to stay the hell out of my room!” He yelled, angry at himself for Armin finding them. Yes, Eren had promised to quit a while ago- but he just couldn’t. He was too self conscious, he had to be in perfect shape whenever he danced- no exceptions. He thought he had played his cards well, preventing the other dancer from seeing hiss room- but clearly Armin didn’t trust him if he went snooping around in his room. 

[bulgingbraun-blog]

Mauve, cinnamon~

MAUVE = You are really talentedCINNAMON = You’re a really cool person and admire you from afar.

Shhhh Miau, shhhh

[chubbymarco]

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seastormarmin:

Maybe it was Marco’s compliment or maybe it was meant to happen, but his heart made a rough skip, stopping beating for a whole second and, then, raced like crazy against the brunet boy’s ears. Thump thump … thumpthumpthumpthump. It wasn’t be the first time it did such a thing, nor the last it’d do it. However, Armin was used to it although it was so unpleasant to feel. “Sorry, it’s starting to misbehave, you know…” he whispered, trying to make the situation less harder than it could be. People got scared when Armin’s heart skipped beats, it seemed like it was going to stop beating.

Doctor Jaeger said to his grandparents he might not survive more than a couple of years more. But no, Marco shouldn’t know about it. He was better listening to his heartbeat thudding against his ear. He was the only person in the world who found that sound reasuring.

Firstly, don’t touch the hands of your heart

Second, keep your temper under control

And third, whatever else you do, never fall in love.

“No, no, you’re not crushing anything!” Armin soon replied. It was true Marco was bigger than him, who was like a slender broom, but he wasn’t hurting him at all. He could rise his ribs to breathe, so it was fine. “In fact, I lov…like your head’s weight on my chest.”

With the sudden change of pace in Armin’s heart, Marco’s eyes promptly opened and he lifted his head off the slim chest, not wanting to cause any more harm than he’d probably already done. The brunet was just about to ask what had happened, when the other already explained himself.

It was starting to misbehave. Marco was unsure if that was an appropriate term, addressing something as important as someone’s heart, especially when the both of them knew about the blond’s condition. “Are you sure, you’re okay though, Armin?” he asked nevertheless. He’d visited the other in hospital enough times to know the potential consequences. “I wouldn’t hesitate to take you to the doctors right now, if you feel like you need that, okay?”

What Armin said next managed to calm the freckled male down, even made him smile softly. Did he really just want to say he loved it? Marco wasn’t entirely sure but still decided to tease his friend with it a little, hoping that would somehow ease the situation. “Oh so you love it, huh?” he said, with a certain undertone in his voice. 

“Then my head’s weight is what you shall get.” With that he leaned back down towards the other’s chest, nuzzling his face into the soft fabric of Armin’s sweater for a second before he rested his head back where it was before, now hearing and feeling the other’s heart beat against his ear and cheekbone. “Calm down now, little heart,” he muttered almost inaudibly lowly, “there’s nothing to skip a beat about.”

[kare-no-hogo]

➝

“Don’t expect that to go away any time soon. I’m not going anywhere.” She placed her hand over his, offering a soft smile. “Try to calm down, okay?”

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Spare Room (Closed RP)

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Having recently reached a place with money where he could afford his own place, Eren was excited. Well. in a sense he could have ‘his own apartment’. See, alone there was no way he was affording it. But another student had heard he was looking for a roommate and though Eren didn’t know him, he was desperate. He hated living on school grounds, so just about anything, even sharing a place with someone he didn’t know, was better than dealing with loud parties nearly every night. 

Eren was up bright and early in the rather apartment. His roommate, Armin as he was told his name was, should be arriving some time after ten, and Eren wanted to look presentable. Or at least somewhat so. Dressing himself in a tee-shirt and jeans, as he always did, the brunet was prepared for the other, even having gone the extra bit and making coffee, by exactly ten. Now to just wait and see when the other would show up. Was he nervous? Only a lot. He had never shared much, only with his adopted sister, who was actually rather against him sharing an apartment but nothing could stop Eren. Though she might have been able to if she didn’t go to school in another state. Either way, Eren was hoping it wouldn’t be too bad, sharing the space.

Just a bit after ten there was a knock and the door, and Eren walked over to open it. Diving in head first was always his go to. Act first think later.

“Hey, you must be Armin!”