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Pale skins, rare smiles, raven hair...
Ackerman seems to rhyme with the coldness of this place. It's haunted, I'm sure of it. Anxiety and death reign here. This place does not soothe my grief.
Yet, when it's very dark, one can see reddish glimmers shining. They are terrifying but they draw me in. Perhaps they are the reason for my misfortunes.
In this Ackerman residence, everything is unimaginable...Eren Jaeger stays in a mystical manor in a strange town in England. Employed by the most feared or... revered family in the region. What awaits him surpasses anything he could have imagined.
All characters do not belong to me and come from 'Attack on Titan' by Hajime Isayama.
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Danger looms. Adventure awaits. The jungle calls. Hinata Shouyou has never wanted anything more.
Or so he thinks, until he meets a curious stranger there, who shows him what it means to be truly needed.
[words by Esselle, art by reallycorking.]
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05 Nov 2024
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“I’m just some tired, old omega!” Eren struggled to breathe. “I can’t even have heats to entice you anymore, and I can't slick for you the way I used to. It’s not that I don’t want you anymore, but I can’t give you what you need, so-,”
“Eren,” Levi said, “shut the fuck up.”
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This felt like a defining moment for little Shouyo as he sat uncomfortably in seiza next to his little sister. He was only six, his sister barely four, but to Hinata Shouyo, this moment felt important.
What Shouyo did understand was that he didn’t like the way the two fathers looked at each other, plotting the future for two young children who didn’t know each other at all. Shouyo stared wide as sake cups were exchanged and signature stamps pulled out. What he did understand was that this was somehow very, very important, to Natsu’s future and his own.
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- Part 12 of UshiHina Mini (And Not So Mini) Fics
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12 Dec 2020
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The sea was quiet, waves lapping softly against the craggy rocks far below from where Ushijima stood. Behind him stood a tall lighthouse, his home for the past 15 years. The light rotated above him and swept over the dark ocean, as Ushijima hugged his knitted sweater around his bulky frame and clutched at the mug filled with soup he’d made a few days ago and was still eating off of. He loved the salty night air, loved standing just at the edge of the cliff his lighthouse sat on and staring into the wide and open nothingness that was the ocean. It scared him; it reminded him why he did his job. Ushijima did not love the ocean, but he loved his tall tower on the cliff, his beacon of hope and life to those out on the sea. He sighed wearily into the cool air and listened with eyes closed, the wind biting at his cheeks.
Slowly the wind began to shift, carrying with it a sound that only the ocean could make, and Wakatoshi turned on his heels and headed back inside. His parents had raised him to be deeply superstitious of the open water, and life had thought him they hadn’t been incorrect in doing so.Series
- Part 13 of UshiHina Mini (And Not So Mini) Fics
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12 Dec 2020