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forgotten.

i wonder what i’d do if i were to be forgotten forever.

would i bloom a garden of chrysanthemums to place on the grave of the memory of me borne by the minds of the ones who discarded me, or would i brew a pot of tea, welcoming it with an open heart?  would i bellow a song so tragic as i reminisce the glory i once had or would i hum the tune of the angels, knowing all things in life come to an end?

would i fear the pain, or would i embrace it?

perhaps there is a reason life is an enigma. i wanted to live a secluded life, away from the crowd. the fragrance of pastel sky, a kitchen with fresh pastries and a similar soul to speak to were the reason for my everyday. but all things come to an end, and it includes the good ones. a compliment, a praise, a like, a follow - since when did these things begin to bother me? i wanted to live a secluded life.

now i wish to end it all, free my wings from the the mystic maiden’s vines. i don’t need them, i need me. for i am the only one who can love myself twice as much. i don’t need them, i need me. yes, me. i shall neither bloom a garden nor brew some tea, i would return back to the place i called home, deep in the woods - and live with the beasts where i belong.

but as i sit in thought, and time does its charms, chrysanthemums have bloomed in my garden and my hand grips a cup of tea. there are no screams, there are no songs, there is nothing but silence that rings through the walls.

i have been forgotten. and i feel nothing.

neither free, nor conflicted.

what would you do if you were to be forgotten forever?

this blog is so dead, i sometimes wonder if people have forgotten that we exist, or if people ever think of us. what a terrifying thought. never want to think that again.

~calypso

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&. 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐥 / 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  for  all  your  medieval  /  fantasy  /  d&d  inspired  threads  and  aus!  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ i hope this raven finds you well… ❜

❛ you carry a sword, yet you are not a knight. ❜

❛ the gods must be angry. i sense a storm brewing. ❜ 

❛ there’s no place i’d rather be than by your side. ❜ 

❛ nobility is defined by what you do, not who you are. ❜

❛ i know how to keep my life and my crown. and i will. ❜ 

❛ well, i’m not a knight. not yet. ❜

❛ at least we’ll die with honor. ❜

❛ i’ve never seen a dragon before, what are they like? ❜

❛ this knife is laced with venom, any sudden movements and you’re dead. ❜ 

❛ of all the idiots in the realm, i’m trapped with you. ❜ 

❛ shed no tears for me. i will be back before you know it. ❜ 

❛ i’m sorry, but i’m to be married to someone else. ❜ 

❛ here’s a copper for your thoughts. and a silver not to tell them. ❜ 

❛ you humans are most amusing. ❜ 

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ you were made to be ruled. ❜ 

❛ i will protect you. it is my duty, knight or not. ❜

❛ my kingdom is in danger. i’ve come to ask for your aid. ❜ 

❛ i’ve got a date with destiny, and it won’t end in a kiss. unfortunately. ❜ 

❛ keep your sword up and your back straight. ❜

❛ you’re asking me to commit treason. ❜

❛ you will make a fine ruler one day. ❜ 

❛ no curse of mine shall befall you from my dying breath. ❜

❛ you should see me in a crown. ❜ 

❛ bury me shallow, i will be back. ❜

❛ bard! play something a little more upbeat. ❜ 

❛ i warn you, i’ve been trained to kill since birth. ❜

❛ my magic is useless against them. i’ve never felt so powerless. ❜ 

❛ how can it be my destiny to protect someone who hates me? ❜ 

❛ i am at your mercy, your grace. ❜ 

❛ do not be afraid, little one. i will not hurt you. ❜ 

❛ any man who must say ‘i am the king’ is no true king. ❜

❛ knights must prevail with steel and sinew alone. ❜

❛ impudent of you to assume i will meet a mortal end. ❜

❛ spare me the ‘i’ve come to slay you’ speech and let’s get on with it. ❜ 

❛ it is my duty to protect the last of the dragons. ❜

❛ do i look like the kind of person who dies? ❜

❛ we are king and queen, chained together like prisoners in a dungeon. ❜ 

❛ for every great ruler, there is an equally great assassin poised to kill. ❜

❛ my bloodline was wiped out before my eyes. i’m the last heir. ❜ 

❛ you look better in your wanted posters. ❜ 

❛ you don’t need a king. a knight can make another knight. ❜

❛ violence for violence is the rule for beasts. ❜

❛ fear cuts deeper than swords. ❜

❛ pick a god and pray to it. ❜

❛ i’d rather die than marry you. ❜ 

❛ my duty is to my people. ❜ 

❛ glad to see you haven’t become food for the vultures. ❜ 

❛ i will paint the throne red with your blood. ❜ 

❛ what’s a life threatening quest without a bit of music? ❜ 

❛ some of us may not survive, but the ones that do will get the ultimate reward… paid. ❜

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feelings are fatal: an enhypen au

summary: as a kid, you and your best friend, jay, always shared a dream of being an idol, both training and attending countless auditions together. however, with jay being accepted into a company before you, you were now left to chase the dream alone. you had finally caught up to him after a year, being accepted into a company as well. now, crossing paths with him and his group is an almost daily occurrence, especially since you’ve caught a certain member’s eye, and he has no intent to let anyone else get to you first.

genre: idol!au, sort of sm!au, humor, fluff, angst

pairing: heeseung x f!reader

featuring: weeekly, p1harmony

start: tba

end: tba

updates: fridays [or whenever really, but updates will be slow for now!!]

notes!!: another enha (kind of?) smau lets goooo, if you read sonder, i'll be writing this one kind of how i did the ending where i did half an sm!au and half in writing!

also pls note that i know the timelines in this are really wrong and weeekly debuted well before enha and p1h but it's a work of fiction so just work with me pls lol !! and pls PLS keep in mind, again, this is a work of fiction and all of these idols in the story are just characters, none of these events have happened in their real idol careers!! so please do not let this work affect the way you see any of these idols in real life!! <3

tag list status: open!! please send an ask if you'd like to be added to the taglist!

profiles!

1: 4th gen princesses <3

2: monster rookies

3: shota and seobie worshippers

chapters!

1: [coming soon]

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Look, if this hadn’t happened, Levi would be dead. He was passed out and Hanji had to swim with him a long strech, he surely swallowed water. Biby out (art by me).

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hello i was wondering if you have a masterlist? i like rereading your stories but its a little hard. and if you dont mind, do you have the link to teh flower shop au fic you did with levihan? that one is my favorite heh

sttaah, didn’t realise i needed one (i honestly didn’t think anyone reread my fics), but here you go, anon! hope it helps!

flowers for four-eyes - flower shop!au

tale as old as time - beauty and the beast!au

no one could save me but you - a fic about a kidnapped hange and levi, who rescues her

what desire will make foolish people do - a fic, based on a prompt ‘i need you to kill her, not to fall in love with her

a perfect scheme - levihan as thieves

a fic about levihan child being kindnapped

Situation Infatuation - coffee shop!au and pianist!levi

Maybe - a fic about farlan, who is trying to understand levi and hange’s relationship

i'd never dreamed that i'd meet somebody like you (and i'd never dreamed that i lose somebody like you) -  Hotarubi no Mori e!AU

for you i have to risk it all 

there are a plenty of fish in the sea - mermaid!au

keeping you close - a fic about overprotective levi

a house filled with laughter - Sound of Music!au

Dreaming Wide Awake - reincarnation!au

paris holds a key (to your heart) - Anastasia!au

stay with me - a songfic about 115th chapter of manga

tea made with love - tea shop!au

high school teacher levi!au - first part | second part

hange telling levi that she’s pregnant

the only heaven i'll be sent to is where i'm alone with you - a fic about human!hange and demon!levi (first part | second part)

levi and other scouts deal with hange’s death

we’ll make this work - modern day!au with mafia!levi and journalist!hange

my love will cure you - hospital!au

barbie as the island princess!au

a much needed discussion - a missing scene kind of fic, following the events of 127th chapter of the manga

once upon a time - cinderella!au

come with me now (to see my new world) - tarzan!au

another overprotective!levi

we play pretend - Fake/Pretend Relationship au

A different kind of story - royal!au

a part-time pirate - pirate!au

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A comic for Genderfluid Information Day ♡

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The ultimate guide to levihan/rivahan fanfic recs, doujins, and everything in between.

(don’t mind me, this is just a self indulgent post for me to visit when i finally get amnesia)

this is gonna be long so brace yourself :

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There is a ring on Captain's fourth finger.

Gabi isn't sure where it has come from, she's fairly sure he wasn't wearing it when they first met during that fated battle.

Captain - Levi, he insists to be called these days, but Gabi struggles to accommodate, it feels to weird to call a hero simply by his name - never takes that ring off. It's always there, on a fourth finger of his healthy hand. He plays with it often, whenever he's deep in thought or something troubles him. He stares at it, and whenever he does Gabi is hit with a feeling that it's not just a simple ring that he sees.

Gabi knows what the ring can mean, of course. Her parents wear the similar ones on their fingers, and she's not completely oblivious, no matter what Falco says. The rings are worn by spouses, by those who promised to love each other forever. But there isn't a person like that in Levi's life, of that Gabi is almost one hundred percent sure.

If there were, where are they? Why did they let him go? Why abandoned? Why don't they answer whenever Levi calls for them in his sleep?

She thinks about it, every time she and Falco go to have afternoon tea with Levi. Perhaps, his beloved is somewhere else? Perhaps, they've been left on Paradise, and that's why Levi looks so sad. Gabi would be sad too, if she couldn't see Falco, and she isn't in love with him like Levi probably is.

Sometimes, when the soft afternoon sun dances across the carpet floor in the small living room of Levi's apartment, Gabi tries to imagine what his beloved would look like.

Would they be pretty? Courageous and selfless just like he is? Smart and strong-willed?

She asks Falco about it once, and he frowns, looking at her like she has said something incredibly strange.

"Don't you remember Commander Hange?" he asks, confusing her even more.

Of course, she remembers Commander Hange, although her memories are somewhat fuzzy. It's not surprising, obviously, considering the states of affairs during their brief meeting. But Gabi remembers that Commander was very brave. And selfless, too. She knows she sacrificed herself to save them all, knows that she formed the alliance. From Falco's stories, she also knows that Commander was a very caring and kind person, and she tried to save Falco's life. And from Onyakopon's stories, she learns that Commander was also incredibly smart, curious and energetic.

But Levi never talks about Commander. Doesn't mention her, even in passing. Onyakopon never talks about her in his presence, and Falco asks not to bring her up.

"You don't want Levi to look even sadder, right?" he says, and refuses to explain it further.

Gabi understands it, in a way. She doesn't like to talk about Zophia and Udo too, and remembering them always brings her a sense of melancholy. But she knows that forgetting them would hurt even more, so she makes sure to whisper their names every once in a while, so they will always be remembered.

Gabi wonders if Levi does the same.

She comes to conclusion that he probably does. She thinks that maybe that's the names he whispers during his sleep.

The mystery of that ring haunts her, but Gabi doesn't dare to ask Levi directly. She has seen the expression he sometimes wears when he thinks no one's looking, the one filled with so much sorrow and grief that just looking at it makes her want to cry. She's afraid that her question would put that sad expression on Levi's face, and she doesn't want that. Levi is a bit cranky, sure, and sometimes he gets too gloomy, but he's a good and incredibly kind man, and Gabi wants him to be happy. She doesn't want to upset him with her mindless, senseless curiosity.

But one afternoon, when they both sit at the balcony, waiting for Falco to come back from a bakery, Levi notices her staring.

"You've been doing it a lot," he says, his face turned up to the sky. "Looking at my hand, I mean."

Caught red-handed, Gabi shifts her gaze aside, praying that her burning cheeks are hidden by her dark locks. "It's nothing," she murmurs, uncharacteristically shy. "I'm sorry for acting weird."

At that, Levi softly chuckles. "You don't know weird like I do." Gabi nearly gasps, as she turns to face him and sees a small, but unmistakably a smile. "So what's so interesting about my hand?"

It's now or never, Gabi decides. Encouraged by Levi's rare smile, she gathers all of her boldness to ask the question that was tormenting her for so long.

"The ring on your finger..." Levi slightly tenses, and she fists her fingers in the fabric of her skirt, guilt already sipping inside her. Nevertheless, she is determined to continue. She was never the one to back out. "It's similar to the ones my parents wear. Does it mean the same thing?"

"I guess," he shrugs, his eyes glued to his fourth finger. "Usually they're meant to represent the promise, right? To love and cherish and all that shit?"

Gabi nods, undisturbed by his foul language. Spending so much time with Levi, she's already used to that.

"Well, this ring is a promise too."

"What kind of a promise?"

"That it's not the end," Levi gently plays with the ring, fascinated by the way light reflects on silver. "A promise that one day I'll put that ring where it rightfully belongs to."

"Oh," now Gabi starts to understand. She wants to ask more, wants to know who will receive that ring, but she feels like she knows the answer.

There is a faint smile on Levi's lips and a faraway look in his eyes, like he's not completely with her right now. So when Gabi puts a hand on his shoulder, she makes sure to do it gently, as to not disturb him. When Levi looks up at her, Gabi smiles.

"I hope you'll be able to fulfill your promise."

"Oh, don't worry," he says, shifting his gaze to look up at the sky. "I'm sure I will. She won't get away from me this time."

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WHAT I AM GETTING FROM ALL OF THESE IS THAT LEVI DOES NOT LIKE IT IF THERE IS SOMETHING BOTHERING HANJI

from attack on titan 2: final battle:

levi just admit it, you don't like seeing them upset

from hangeki no tsubasa valentine's day event:

[full post]

went out of his way to make chocolates for hanji

from uprising arc:

levi trying his best to convince hanji that they are not to blame about what the military police did to nick. later on we see this:

"that's probably everything they did to nick"

LEVI CARES FOR HANJI AND THAT'S AN UNDENIABLE FACT

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“may i?”

❈ pairing: levi ackerman x reader

❈ genre: fluff & angst.  ❈ word count: 8k

❈ summary: you’re the medic assigned to take care of captain levi as he heals from the explosion. you’re also the only person he tolerates.

alternatively: in which you create prosthetics for humanity’s most war torn soldier.

❈ trigger warnings: manga spoliers. profanity. mentions of violence, blood, gore, and death. mentions of sexual themes.

a/n: levi’s kinda ooc bc i couldn’t write the progress of his relationship with reader without making it longer than it already is. also this is medically inaccurate (re: healing time of broken bones and amputations) for the sake of the plot so pls no one throw hands. 

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It Takes Time | 6 | g.w.

George Weasley x Tonks!reader

Word Count: 1,781

Warning: Mentions of suicide, depression

A/N: Not me, posting after like two months of being absent. Absolutely not. 

Do not repost my work without my permission

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It didn’t take long for George to become a staple part of Y/N’s life. In only a short few weeks, he spent much of his time at their flat with them and Teddy. They enjoyed each other’s company, and the two would spend every night talking until Y/N reminded him that they needed to sleep too. The two never talked about Fred or Dora, but they talked about other things. Their families, their time at school. They’d reminisce about their Hogwarts lives. At one point, Y/N admitted to having a brief crush on him in their third year, but it didn’t last longer than a week or so. There were a few occasions where they almost kissed; almost moved past the “will they, won’t they” phase. But it never did, and neither one of them seemed keen on ruining what good thing they had. 

It made more sense for him to go to them –less breaking up Teddy’s usual routine and more to get the baby accustomed to George’s presence. Though Teddy didn’t seem bothered by George being in his life; on the contrary, the child adored George and the little toys he’d bring by. Y/N also quite enjoyed his presence too, though. While they worked and minded Teddy in between baking, George spent most of his day cleaning and handling the shop. And then, in the evenings, he would walk down the road to join the two for dinner. Sometimes he’d cook, sometimes they would. It was a nice new routine for the three of them.

Tonight was no different. 

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forever, i choose you

desc: he’s always been everyone’s second choice, in every aspect of his life. george weasley just wants to be someone’s first.

word count: 3.9k

pairing: george weasley x muggle!reader

warning(s): idk you might cry, i sure did but what else is new. loneliness/discussion of sexual content/idk

A/N: i still have no motivation to write and/or read. and it’s the absolute worst. but i wrote the bulk of this story back in december/the beginning of january, and i figured maybe i’d try and write the ending and publish it and see if it’ll spark any inspiration in me. i’m real, real, real sorry if i haven’t gotten to your fics to read (i’ve got them all saved!) i just don’t know what’s wrong with me atm and it’s THE WORST. also it might evoke more emotion if you listen to this while reading this lil fic. thank you, to all of you, for your support and patience, always.

disclaimer: i do not give consent for my work to be posted on ANY other platform.

Seven-year-old George Weasley watched with wide eyes and a goofy grin as his father twirled his mother in the family space of their normally bustling and loud home. But tonight, the Burrow was quiet. Everyone was already sound asleep, his five brothers and his younger sister. George should be too, but he just couldn’t fall asleep no matter how much he tried. He fidgeted uncomfortably in his sheets and kept groaning, and it wasn’t long before his twin brother Fred threw a few pillows at his face, and eventually, George decided to get up and go for a stroll.

He hid strategically on the staircase so his parents wouldn’t see that he was still wide awake at nearly midnight, and he watched as they swayed lightly to the music emitting from somewhere in the house. It was light as a feather, the music, a small piano tune that echoed through the lower level, its sounds traveling effortlessly up the stairs of the home. Mr. Weasley dipped his wife and Mrs. Weasley giggled like some of the young girls George had seen in the village, kind of a nervous giggle, and he watched her blush. He saw his mother placed her head gently on Mr. Weasley’s chest and they both closed their eyes, and George wondered if they were happy to have a moment of peace without their seven children running around causing mayhem.

He wondered if they danced like this every evening, after everyone had already gone to bed.

George noticed a weird sort of feeling in his chest; he wondered why his heart was hurting. Was it because there was something wrong? But then he realized that wasn’t the case, for the aching in his heart came from his pure desire to find exactly what his mum and dad had – a love like none other, with seven children, a home with multiple stories, and more treacle tarts than one needs.

He vowed in that moment, as he watched his parents from the staircase and tapped his foot quietly in rhythm with the music, that he’d find love like that one day.

He wanted someone to choose him first, just like his parents chose one another.

He brought his hand to his chest, as if to calm his rapidly beating heart, for the sheer idea of finding a love like theirs filled him with such excitement that he was certain he wouldn’t be able to sleep now. Seven-year-old George Weasley laid in bed, ignoring the soft snores from his twin across the room, his eyes wide with wonder as he dreamt of the woman he’d dance with one day.

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“Don’t fucking speak to her like that.” George step foot into their house, “if I were you, I’d let go of her arm and let her come with me. She clearly doesn’t want to be with a piece of shit like you,”

Mood board inspired by my fic Stay Here which you can read here

pics are from pinterest

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tw: racism, transphobia, hate

Dear Harry Potter Tumblr,

I know we don’t like Harry Potter TikTok that much for understandable reasons. However, if you do have a tik tok I think we should boost the POC, Jewish, Trans, etc creators on the app. ( If you don’t know, long story short, people are purposely reporting their content and spamming their videos which causes them to get shadow-banned. They have the most disgusting using names such as silenceblackies1 and even more that I cannot remember). 

I don’t know, I think it would be just a good way to help out, you know? The Harry Potter community is already filled with racism, transphobia and what not. I think we could at least try and make it a little better, you know?

From,

McKenna, a black fanfic writer

[l0vege0rgie]

Golden // g.w.

— “Loving you’s the antidote.”

summary / george weasley has an admirer, a shy, hufflepuff girl who thinks he is absolutely golden. | book recs by @gcdric |

word count / 3.5k

warnings / food, cussing.

here we have the first installment of the fine line collection! I hope you enjoy, fics are scheduled to be posted every three days.

FINE LINE COLLECTION

“Good morning, Ced.” You sighed as you took a seat at the hufflepuff table in the Great Hall. 

It was a Saturday, a day of joy and a trip to Hogsmeade with a group of friends, a day that would normally elicit sweet laughs and beaming smiles from you. Instead you wore a frown, snuggled tightly into your maroon, long sleeve shirt and shoveled your eggs into your mouth whilst Cedric eyed you curiously. 

“What’s the matter with you?” His brows raised. 

“I can’t go to Hogsmeade today.” You grumbled. 

Cedric turned to face you, “What? Why not? I wanted you to be there and put in a good word for me with Cho.” 

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