the lungs of me be crowns over you
you make a fine shrine in me
cut open my sternum and pull

unbelievers

There’s a man across from Levi on the subway, staring obviously at him. Levi meets his stare and arches an eyebrow at him; it should be enough to make him look away.

Instead, the man’s lips quirk. “Have we met before?” he asks. His voice is unnecessarily loud, even for speaking over the noise of the car.

"No," Levi says. He looks at Hanji—but she’s still asleep, drooling on Moblit’s shoulder with her glasses digging into her cheek. It’ll leave a mark.

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toss writing ideas at me please ;~;

lmao so annoyed; subleaser in my apartment is being passive aggressive about my kitten being a kitten because I asked her to clean the shower yesterday after she smeared her shaved pubes on the shower wall and left it to dry

Highlight of my work week: boss says he’s taking us out for happy hour on Friday

you got that hot shit

uro-boros:

It’s Hanji’s hand on his hip. He can tell this even with the blindfold — because the palms are slightly broader, slightly coarser; the fingers are longer and rougher, tipped with short, uneven nails that scrape up his ribs unexpectedly. 

Erwin shudders, but there’s not much he can do in the position they’ve laid him out in, kneeling on the floor with his arms bound above his head, the rope looped through a sturdy hook on the ceiling. He keels slightly to the right, into the touch, but all it really does is put weight on his shoulders.

There’s an indistinct murmur, the sound of shuffling, then Hanji’s voice, warm and low in his ear. “Levi’s shy.”

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you got that hot shit

It’s Hanji’s hand on his hip. He can tell this even with the blindfold — because the palms are slightly broader, slightly coarser; the fingers are longer and rougher, tipped with short, uneven nails that scrape up his ribs unexpectedly. 

Erwin shudders, but there’s not much he can do in the position they’ve laid him out in, kneeling on the floor with his arms bound above his head, the rope looped through a sturdy hook on the ceiling. He keels slightly to the right, into the touch, but all it really does is put weight on his shoulders.

There’s an indistinct murmur, the sound of shuffling, then Hanji’s voice, warm and low in his ear. “Levi’s shy.”

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perks of being my friend on skype

you get first view of my porn writing??

it’s erurihan week so you could check out those prompts and see if anything inspires you? :D what i’m really saying is you should write erwin getting banged by levi and hanji THUMBS UP

yeah okay /turns on pitbull porn writing playlist

let’s do this B)

what…should I write…