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Don’t you forget about me (Armin x Reader)

Welcome to my first Fic! This story takes place in the aot universe and yes, the title is the name of a song (10 points if you know it!) Also small warning for death at the very beginning (I promise, it gets better) Now, sit back, relax, and enjoy some nice fluff! Also pretend that record players and records exist...and that 80′s music exists XD

     Life in the corps is hard, no doubt about it. Death happening left and right, friends and lovers being torn apart. Now, today was one of the few days of rest that allowed you to try to regain what sanity you have left. Today, you were in your rather spacious bedroom. Bookshelf to the left of your bed, filled with a plethora of books that Armin had gifted you over the years. A record player to the right of your bed, having gotten it from an old friend who didn’t want it anymore. You had a few records and, come to realize it, you had forgotten where it had come from. You look out your window, minuscule droplets of rain scattered and falling on it, your curtains dancing with the wind. It was rather cloudy and chilly that day and the sprinkle of rain had just passed. You slowly begin to space out...

     You hear a gentle knock on your door that snaps you back to reality. You recognize it as Armin’s knock. “Come in” you call out to Armin, before he slowly opens the door that you had forgotten to lock. He enters, closing the door behind him, and speaks, “I just wanted to check up on ya and make sure you’re okay” he says with a smile. “I am doing alright” you respond back with a smile. “Do you mind if I...um...sit on your bed? I mean it’s okay if n-” Armin got cut off with a small laugh before you respond, “Yeah, of course you can! No need to worry ‘min” You had called Armin “Min” ever since you both had started dating early last month. Speaking of dating, you had almost forgotten it is your one month anniversary! You begin to feel slightly embarrassed, having almost completely forgotten and say with a smile “By the way, happy one month anniversary!” Armin looks surprised “Has it already been a month? Time sure does fly...”

     You begin to stand up from the spot you had situated yourself on your bed and went to grab a record before asking, “Do you mind if I play some music ‘min?” Armin responds with a nod. You smile back and insert the record in the record player, placing the needle gently on the record. After a few milliseconds, the song starts to play. You return to your spot and smile. Armin soon recognizes the song and his face lit up. You remembered that Armin mentioned that it was his favorite song (and it still is). “You remembered” He says with a smile. You smile back “Of course I remembered, ‘min” Armin suddenly hugs you, catching you off guard. You blush, before hugging back, “I love you” Armin says, his breath tickling your neck. “I love you too, Armin” you softly mumble into his ear with a smile. Armin hugs you slightly tighter, silently telling you to never leave . 

     The two of you stayed like that for a while before you ask if he wants to cuddle. He responds with a nod, both of you laying down on the bed, legs and arms wrapping around each other. You rest your head onto Armins chest, his steady heartbeat almost making you fall asleep. “You can sleep if you want to. I’ll stay” He says in a soft voice. “You promise?” You ask looking into his ocean blue eyes. “I promise” he responds, looking into yours. You share a brief but gentle kiss on the lips, before resting your head back onto his chest gently. You soon fall asleep, Armin falling asleep afterwards. 

(I hope you enjoyed! Remember to drink some water today, get some well deserved rest, and eat well! Until next time! :) )

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make 'em swoon

eyes meeting from across the room

reaching out, grabbing their hand

a subtle wink

licking their lips

a hug that gets deeper

"hi" *raspy voice*

falling asleep on each other

coming back for another kiss

pressing their foreheads together

smile that makes their eyes soften

brushing away their hair

putting their hand on the other's neck

holding them close by their hips

pulling them on their lap

smirking in a way that suggests more

drawing with their fingertips on their skin

hugging them from behind

a kiss pressed to the neck

lips brushing against their ear

whispering to them like they're alone in the world

I’m gonna post a random(ish) fanfic that I thought of! It’s gonna be angsty and very interesting! I’m going to post it sometime today ^^ be on the lookout!

-Lucky🐾

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Hann (alone in winter) An Akitoya fic

||Yo! Lucky is back with a fic, this one being an Akitoya angst fic! (I am a sucker for angst) so please enjoy! I’m definitely going back to writing, as I now have motivation! Whooo! Also, fair warning for sensitive topics discussed in this fic! Also, it’s from Akito’s pov and may be slightly self indulgent…and major death!||

Another winter spent alone. Akito looked out his window. The scenery usually filled with color, is now drained. The white of the snow covering what was once colorful. He stared out the window. Another winter alone. Nothing new, right? How could he expect things to change after it being the same year after year?

Akito was in his room, posters slightly peeling off the walls, music heard from downstairs. He liked to be alone. That was until he met Toya. He changed everything, making him feel less alone. At the same time, he felt more alone than he ever felt before. Perhaps he had hope that things would change. “Akito?” A voice called out, sounding worried. Who was calling him? “Akito? You okay?”

It was Toya, a concerned look painted into his face and eyes. He worried about him. Something he was never used to. “Akito?” “Hm?” Akito finally responds, snapping out of his trance. He had forgotten that he invited him to hang out. Ena was out with her friends and his parents, away on vacation. That meant that he had time to spend with his boyfriend. He heard some muffled noises before he heard the phrase “doing alright?” “…yeah, I guess so.” He lied.

If anyone knew the truth, they would know he was lying. He didn’t want to bother Toya, thinking that he wouldn’t want to “burden” him and all that jazz. “Aki, you don’t seem alright…” “oh? I didn’t notice” Akito responds to Toya’s concern. “I…” Akito began but trailed off. They both knew something was up, but neither knew how to address it. They both remained silent, Akito staring out the window once more.

“Being a snowflake wouldn’t be so bad, would it?” That would be the last thing Toya would hear. Akito died the next day.

This was the scenario I thought of after that scene

I haven't gotten online as much cuz I got a bit sick from a fever for the past few days, also wanting to finishing my NG+ run in Lies of P. So I now got time to get into the new stuff in 4.2

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{Yes, I am back with another fic, this one being angst! Maybe I’ll make something happy in the future? As for now, enjoy this angst~ -Kaveh Also, Tw for vivid descriptions of d3ath, yelling, cursing (?), and swords}

It was seemingly another day of Kaveh not being home. Alhaitham thought nothing of it, not expecting anything strange of it or weird. He was almost never home, it became a nightly occurrence. He would wake up, they would eat breakfast together (and he would listen to his “annoying” rants that he may or may not secretly enjoy), and kiss Alhaitham goodbye, and exit the house. He usually would be back by midnight, only to repeat the process once more. A cycle the both of them grew accustomed to. Sure it was strange, but it was uniquely theirs.

Tonight was different. It was soon midnight, and no sign of Kaveh. He decided to wait longer. 1 am. 2 am. No sign of him yet. Alhaitham grabbed the keys to the house and left. He thought of one place he would be, the tavern. Maybe he’s drunk. He thought. Maybe he had too much to drink and passed out… the thought of him being in such state worried him. It wasn’t until he rounded the corner where he saw a sight he wished to unsee.

“Al…hai…tham” A familiar voice croaked. Blood on the streets, a sword to his stomach. No…no, this is just some nightmare, right? “Kaveh!” Alhaitham cried out. The once stoic mask he wore broke. He dashed to Kaveh’s side. “Who did this to you?!” He asked, his question being answered with shadows.

“YOU BASTARDS” Alhaitham yelled. He saw red, sword now in his hands. “YOU FUCKERS WILL PAY FOR THIS!” He yelled while fighting off the ones who stabbed Kaveh. Bodies now on the floor, Alhaitham’s sword stained with their blood. His attention turned to Kaveh, who seemed to be trying to hang on. “Wait here, I’ll get hel-“ “No, it’s too late” Kaveh interrupted. “Don’t say that Kaveh, it’s not too late! You can be-“ “No. I can’t be saved this time, Alhiatham.” Alhaitham was silenced for a moment before saying “You…you can’t leave me too…Kaveh plea-“ “Do me a favor. Forget me” Kaveh says, before coughing, blood now covering his sleeve. “Kaveh…” Alhaitham says, stunned.

Footsteps were heard approaching. Kaveh took out the sword from his stomach, going to the group of people out for him. “Kaveh, what are you-“ He then froze. There’s no way…Kaveh had a look of determination mixed with a grimace of pain. “If I’m gonna die, I’m dying a hero” Kaveh says with determination. He had no idea what came over him. Perhaps it was the adrenaline, or perhaps the drinks he had that night. His vision glowing a bright hue as he fought, Ahaitham watching stunned. “Kaveh…you…you idiot…” He mumbles, watching Kaveh fight off the perpetrators. He knew it was over once he took the sword out. It was like he was signing off his chances of survival.

”Are you proud of me, Haitham?” Kaveh asks, a smile on his face. He looked so proud, having fought them off. He then collapsed, Alhaitham rushing to him, holding his body. His pulse is weak…

Kaveh is dying in my arms he thought, words being hard to make in this situation. Time was running out, and he felt so helpless, his only love now slowly fading out of existence. “Ka-“ “I know…Alhaitham?” Kaveh says, looking directly at Alhaitham’s eyes. “Yes, Kaveh?” Alhaitham answers, his eyes watery, body now shaking, trying his best to keep himself together. Kaveh then spoke his last words “Your eyes…are so…beautiful…the most gorgeous work of art I’ve seen…” And with a smile, he closed his eyes, never to wake up again.

“Kaveh? Please….don’t leave me alone…”

Should I do commissions? I’ve been thinking of that as something I can do for fun and as a way to get money (I don’t get a lot 💀) so right now it’s a maybe. If this gets to 20 likes and I get 20 followers, I’ll open it. There is no deadline or rush, I would just like to have a wider demographic so, yeah. Also I’ll maybe post more red lights? Definitely some comfort stuff cuz we all need comfort time to time 🥰

-Lucky 🐾