how much would i have to pay you for you to explain some of your shinsou thoughts......................
i'm very sorry because i think he's sooooo into the daddy thing. likes it when his friends overhear you saying it (@deltamel was that shinbaku thing about this urs??!?). likes perving on you, slides his hand down into your back pocket and gives you a lil squeeze while you're out just because he can. somno king as well. but i think he's very charming once he has his eye on you like he's a smoothtalker even if it's a skill he utilizes rarely, likes when you get flustered but appreciates if you can give it back to him. he isn't the type of flirt that he flirts with everyone but if you catch his interest you're probably going home with him sorry he's hard to escape.
ok i havea question. what does kat think of star wars.
he's too awful to watch anything sci-fi with he won't stop grumbling about the impossible physics of it. i do think he'd like obiwan a lot and anakin until anakin does what he does and then katsuki is scandalized.
HELLO FROGGY >:P you knew id be here im youre lovely little bunny…i wanna submit my own prompt for your huge milestone event!!
“youre fucking eren jaeger? are you kidding me?”
do with that as you wish rage!! ILY
hiiiiiii my flower ummm firstly this prompt made giggle secondly i found it a bit challenging so i decided to go digging through my wips and ..... i discovered the morning-after drabble for ti penso eren!!! which ik you just said eren and it doesn't say your prompt exactly but also like. the energy is there. and it's really funny. SO YOU GET A VERY SPECIAL ARCHIVAL RAGE PIECE THAT'S ALSO QUITE LONG COMPARED TO WHAT I THINK THE REST OF THE DRABBLES WILL BE........ i hope it will suffice <3<3<3 i love you???
"you're fucking eren?" x ti penso! eren<3 this is a little continuation of this
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“How are we doing today, folks?” A perky waitress approaches your table, smiling down at all of you. You pity her, really; no one at your table is exactly in the mood to return her level of enthusiasm.
Logically, you know how you’ve ended up sandwiched between Eren and Armin, trying to ignore the daggers Mikasa’s shooting at you across the table, but in the haze of your hangover and the intoxicating presence of Eren beside you, you can’t imagine what you did to deserve this fate. A memory flashes behind your eyes of Eren pinning you to the wall, licking up your neck. Oh yeah, that.
You and Eren had eventually managed to untangle yourselves from the bed when Connie and Armin had joined the raucous banging on the door, and you’d each miraculously found an old tshirt and a pair of Jean’s sweatpants to wear. Your face had burned when you met Mikasa’s withering glare, Jean’s look of horror when he caught sight of his sheets rumpled on the floor. Armin had corralled everyone into brunch of all things, deciding on behalf of the group that the rarity of seeing each other outweighed the painful awkwardness of the situation. Connie had whined and stomped his feet, demanding Ubereats on account of his hangover, but after some convincing, you’d all been dragged along to the restaurant a block from Jean’s apartment. Your foot, still wearing your heels from the night before that do not compliment the pair of Jean’s pajamas you’re wearing, jiggles incessantly under the table.
“Um, hi. We’re good, thanks,” Armin breaks the silence to answer the poor girl, looking down at his menu with pink cheeks.
“We need mimosas,” Connie says affirmatively, even though alcohol is likely the last thing that will aid this situation, “two carafes, and keep ‘em coming.”
“Connie,” Mikasa says sharply, “do you really think that’s a good idea?”
“Hair of the dog,” Eren suggests, nodding at the waitress. “Make it three.”
“Shut up,” Mikasa snaps at him. Eren balks, you don’t dare to look at him even as you snicker. “I told you two–”
“I am an adult, Mika,” for the first time all morning, you snap and finally interrupt her scolding. “Do we really need to do this over brunch?”
“Did you really need to do that in my bed?” Jean makes a disgusted face. Eren rolls his eyes, stretching his arms only to land one around your shoulders; god, you wish he wouldn’t do that, add fuel to the fire.
“Sheets can be washed.”
“I’m burning them,” Jean deadpans, eyes narrowing at Eren’s arm around you. You want to die. You want to shrink into a little hole in the ground and die.
“I got laid too, if anyone cares,” Connie mutters. Armin cocks an eyebrow.
“Before or after you puked in the kitchen sink?”
“Before,” Connie answers, unphased, “in that hall bathroom–”
“Can my apartment please stop being the sex apartment?” Jean groans, letting his head fall into his hands.
“Oh, like you two weren’t fucking each other silly back at our place,” you counter, pointing an accusing finger between Jean and Mikasa. Jean’s face turns bright red, and Eren’s eyes fix on Jean, narrowing into something lethal. Mikasa opens her mouth to snap back, but the waitress has returned, three mimosa carafes and six glasses on her tray. On second thought, maybe you do need a morning pick-me-up.
All of you, despite your protests, fill your glasses to the brim. Eren pours yours for you, smiling down at you adoringly as if you were on a lovely date, not a one-night-stand-turned-hellish-morning.
“Want more?” He asks, holding the carafe towards your near-full glass. You shake your head, mouth pressed into a flat line, not missing Jean’s gagging across the table.
“Whipped already, Jaeger?” Connie teases.
“After last night? Absolutely,” Eren says with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face, wrapping his arm tighter and snuggling you into his side. Your face burns even hotter, and you smack his chest.
“Shut up, Eren!” You and Mikasa speak at the same time. Mikasa grants you a small smile at your synchronicity; it isn’t much, but it’s a start, and you venture into what’s hopefully a safe realm of conversation that will keep Eren preoccupied.
“So Mika, are you excited for Eren to move to the city?”
Your attempt at peace doesn’t go the way you’d hoped; Mikasa’s brows knit into a frown, and she turns to Eren, who’s blushing madly. “What?”
“When are you moving to the city?” Armin asks, nose scrunched in confusion. You’re just as confused as they are, turning to face Eren.
“But you said this morning–”
“I am in a few weeks,” Eren says, sounding very much like he’s just spitballing, “I just need to talk to Zeke–”
“What about my music?” Connie looks aghast, hands flying out to the side.
“Dude, I can still rep you from the city, and Zeke might not even want to move. He’s all wrapped up with Pieck anyway.”
“When were you planning on telling me you were moving?” Mikasa narrows her eyes, glaring at Eren accusingly. You realize you’ve put your foot in your mouth, exposed what may have been no more than a passing thought in Eren’s head. You haven’t even known him for twenty-four hours, but you can read Eren well enough to tell that he’s impulsive, maybe to a fault.
“Did you need to get laid so bad that you got one whiff of pussy and decided to pack up and move?” Jean looks amused, and you want to slap him. Thankfully, Mikasas does it for you, thumping him between the eyebrows. “Ow!”
“Don’t be crude.”
“Maybe.” Eren, for his part, simply smirks, tightens his grip on you. Your heart flutters despite your embarrassment; even if he had lied to get you back into bed for an attempted round two, it was a flattering thought. “It would be good for the business, though.”
“Come to think of it,” Armin rubs his chin, “it really would. There’s a lot more musicians that need representation in the city than back home.”
“You rep musicians?” You raise your eyebrows, surprised. You had assumed the family business was something boring, and you realize you never thought to ask. Eren shrugs.
“Sort of. We’re still getting it off the ground.”
“He reps me!” Connie waves excitedly at you.
“Impressive,” you give him a little once-over, seeing him in an entirely different light. In the sober eyes of the morning, he’s still beautiful, hair rumpled and messy and eyes half-lidded with exhaustion, but beautiful. You force your gaze away from him only to be met with Mikasa’s eyes, flitting between both of you, a curious look on her face. “What?”
“Nothing,” she hums, sipping her mimosa but not dropping the knowing smile spreading across her face.
HI MOLLY i pick treat bc i desperately need Jean Kirstein to comfort me rn 💕💕 (i hate him)
HI NICOLE sorry u know i had to go out on the town for halloweenie
treat
big believer in flowers. the type of guy to bring you a bouquet once every week or so to make sure you always have fresh flowers in your apartment
huge hand holder. holds your hand every time you leave the house, while snuggling, even falls asleep doing it sometimes. he just loves to hold your little hand in his and feel like he's keeping you protected and with him somehow
very classic gentleman type. opens doors for you, gives you his jacket, lets you order first at every restaurant. mama kirschstein raised her boy right!
these are very funny excellent choices especially for you who knows like everything going on in my drive currently
🖋️ [Pen] Describe your WIP in a single, terrible sentence.
ok i'll do two .....
first is the katsuki x teacher au - Teenager's gruesome murder leads to not one, but two unexpected romances. i hope it isn't as awful in practice as it sounds there LMFAO.
second is the nanami fic Passing law school can actually be just as easy as it sounds, just follow this one tip! i'm sure you guys can figure out what our reader resorts to
❌ [Cross] What would your WIP get cancelled on Twitter for?
OKAY this one is just for us but i can't help myself i'm doing our secret/not so secret OCs from w****w w**d and from g*** m*** for this one:
M would be cancelled for being a boy mom and a manic pixie dream girl (even though W is more guilty)
J is cancelled for being an avid fan of George W. Bush
E is cancelled and uncancelled every other week for violent tendencies that no one can decide if they're justified or not
W is cancelled for being a bully, a bitch, Russian, and somehow gets labeled as an abusive partner for not letting you know who suck on her tits at every left turn
C is cancelled for not being politically active enough at first, and then for being a political terrorist
S is cancelled for being a gay homophobe and also toxic (spoiler: he is)
A is not cancelled for war crimes, racism, or incest, horrifyingly, and is instead baby girlified and the most loved character (the Targaryen treatment if you will)
G is cancelled for being (somehow) an anticapitalist Republican
this made me laugh out loud i hope it does the same for you HEHEHEH sorry to everyone else that won't be able to decode this but i mean......if you have a question ask <3<3<3 come hang!
HELLO MRS EREN!!!!! SELFSHIP ME!!!!!! i once ran away from a starbucks employee bc he wanted to talk to me (ill tell you ab this later), i rlly want a cat, i rode my bike every day in the summer so i had rlly muscled calves??? and i cried when we talked about jean dying sooooo BE A MATCHMAKER!!! mwah <33
HI NICOLE. i’m leaving armin out of this one bc he’s my fav to ship you with and i want a challenge but ofc you got all your faves anyway.
firstly reiner came to mind oddly enough? i think he would really vibe w someone whose sensitive and lets their feelings roll through easily (bc he does that once he’s comfortable) AND he would rly dig someone shy. i think he’s shy himself and wouldn’t be scared to keep trying to get to know u. not to mention he’s incredibly patient so you would get to dictate the pace of everything.
secondly choso. ofc choso. you two are so similar like, choso is glaring at the starbucks employee grabbing your hand refusing to speak and is more than happy to just make coffee at home if you want to leave lol. plus he seems like he loves to listen i feel like you could recite all of lv and vv end to end to him and he’d just watch with sparkles in his eyes. he would let u get 2,000 cats bc he is a cat, and he loves to be surrounded by his kinfolk.
OK THIRDLY……pock would just eat you up. yk what??? it’s the calves LOL. he strikes me as such a leg man!!!! i think your shyness would also confuse/intrigue him, he’d make such a show about teasing you for the starbucks incident. he’ll try and push you to come outside of your shell when he’s getting to know you (HE LITERALLY WILL STOP AT NOTHING). i think he’s often just going for blind support, like he doesn’t need to understand why you’re crying to just know “ok, big hug, forehead kisses, let it out” he doesn’t question you just lets you be you <3
I LOVE YOUUUUU MY SPECIAL PERFECT BABY SUNSHINE PAL SEND ME MORE PORCO HCS WHILE I TAKE A MORNING NPA
