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Yuji’s eyes rolled to the back of his skull, the firm hold you had on his hair made his cock strain against his pants and his hips rut into the mattress. Such fragile little fingers wrapped around the roots of his rose-coloured hair, tugging wildly and pulling him ever closer to your sticky cunt.

His tongue flattened against your pretty pink lips, loud slurping noises mingled with the deep growls that crawled out his throat. Slick gathered in his mouth but it wasn’t enough, nothing would ever be nothing. 

Rough fingers spread you open like the petals of a dewy flower blooming before his entranced honey-coloured eyes. Yuji nudged his nose into the hood of your clit, excitement bubbling through him as he pressed that first digit into your hole and scooped more of your irresistible essence into his greedy mouth.

“Taste… so good… love your pussy. Fuck—love you, sweetheart.”

The dark rumble of laughter erupted within his skull, the familiar arrogance of the King of Curses observing from his throne of death. The stark white bones glinted into Yuji’s mind's eye as Sukuna addressed him directly.

“Boy,” he drawled with enough rancour to raise his hackles, “make sure you fuck the little slut properly this time. You really don’t give her what she wants, what she needs.”

You heard the chesty growl vibrate from Yuji, your thighs tensed in reaction and received a nip to the sensitive crease where your thigh met your ass in response. What you didn’t hear was the heated verbal battle that was ensuing inside his head. 

Every part of you was on high alert, something was wrong and you knew it.

His body had stilled far too suddenly after this declaration of love, the words practically slurred with how intoxicated he was on your slick. He always got like this when he went down on you, it was almost his favourite pastime and who were you to deny him when always asked so nicely?

His swirling caramel irises had been wide and eager, his complexion close to matching his hair from how giddy he was at the prospect of getting his soft lips on your pussy and the languid smile that had unfurled into his signature toothy, sunshine grin had been enough to make you part your legs and welcome him in.

Now, sweat clung to you as you grounded yourself with a tight grip on Yuji’s hair and the other hand fisted the soft pastel sheets. The muscles in his broad, tan back were straining with exertion and you watched as they shifted under your gaze, right down to where his tight black boxers encased his peachy butt.

“Yuji?” 

He heard your voice from afar, still staring up at the monstrous presence of Sukuna, who only grinned back with his head resting on his fist. A true King who seemed to have taken quite the liking to you, and that worried Yuji. Sukuna had never shown any hint of interest in a girl before, he’d make hideously sexualised comments every now and then but you were different. You sparked something in the once man who believed himself to be better than all the rest.

“Shall I show you how it's done? Make your cute little sweetheart beg like the needy slut that I know she is?”

“Shut the fuck up! I don’t want to hear another word from your filthy mouth,” he hollered, severing the connection and listening to your incessant calls of his name as your hips struggled under his iron grip.

A mixture of your arousal and his saliva had pooled from his mouth in the time he had been engaged with that damned curse. He swallowed the potent cocktail and crawled atop your writhing form.

Yuji pressed kisses to your quivering stomach, stopping at your chest to lavish your perky nipples even though you were desperately trying to pull him.

“Don’t squirm, sweetheart,” he cooed, “let me love you, okay?” 

His tongue was like an iron poker against your sensitive flesh, branding you with carnal pleasure. Your spine lifted from the bed, gripping onto his defined shoulders as electricity flowed from the nipple suctioned between his plump lips to your core. You had cum so many times already, enough that your clit throbbed from overstimulation but still, you wanted more—wanted Yuji to own every inch of you.

Your toes hooked into the band of his snug boxers, pulling them down his hips to the amused laughter against your chest. He shimmed until he was able to kick the offending garment to some corner of the room.

“Need you Yuj—please.”

The groan of delight as your fingers curled around the thick base of his cock was empowering, your tiny fist pumping the length until you could spread his precum over his velvety soft skin. He hissed as your nail grazed his oozing slit, guiding the fat mushroom tip to where you needed him most.

“Fuck.”

The stretch stole the air from your lungs, despite the way Yuji had worked several orgasms from you, he was still a very thick boy. Your walls were forced apart until your cunt moulded to his dick and no one else’s and you could feel his heartbeat through the twitch of him as he stopped an inch from bottoming out.

His breathing was erratic, and sweat beaded on his brow as he gazed into your eyes seconds before he pressed his face into your collarbone. You were too wrapped in your own pleasure to notice the thick black markings materialise on his skin, his nails lengthening as he held himself over you on the bed and sharp incisors that hung over his lower lip.

A dark chuckle made you freeze, it was so different and yet familiar. Lips that were cooler than they had been moments ago caressed the side of your neck and a hand gripped at your jaw to force your eyes to the sides and away from him.

“Baby, what’re you doing?” you asked on a stuttering breath, lungs working furiously as you tried to find composure whilst the smooth slide of his cock continued the tortuously slow pace he had set.

Teeth bit with force at your tender throat, it elicited a high scream that was muted by a hand covering your mouth. A hand you could now see and knew that Yuji was no longer in control. 

You thought your heart was racing prior to this revelation, but now it was positively hammering out of your chest. What was worst about the entire situation was how turned on you were, despite the shame burning in your veins.

Was this cheating?

You knew that Yuji was the vessel of the mighty King of Curses, he often delighted in embarrassing your beloved boyfriend by speaking through randomly placed mouths and what he said was never particularly nice. You should not be clenching around his cock as tightly as you were at the thought of being railed by a beast that often referred to you as a little cumslut and other equally vile things, but you were and he could feel it.

“Boy, be quiet. Look at your precious little flower, she likes that I’m here. Can’t you see how her pupils have dilated?” he rasped, dragging his wicked tongue along your cheek after he spoke.

It shouldn’t feel this good, this absolutely sinful pit of desire that was awakening within you. Like staring into the flames of hell, your legs tightened around his waist as you warred with whether you were going to fight him or accept it. Sukuna seemed to understand your internal dilemma, smiling against your flushed skin in a way that sent shivers skittering in every direction.

“I have a point to prove, now let me get to work.”

In an instant, he held you in his strong arms. Long nails pressed into supple hips as he flipped you around to your stomach. Your hands braced against the warm mattress as you were dragged into lifting your ass high into the air.

“Wait! No, I don’t want you, I want Yuji,” you wailed, and goddammit, you sounded pathetic and not at all convincing.

You were caged by the muscular frame of Yuji’s body, now decorated with the black tattoos that were hypnotising to stare at, warm breath slid along every bump of your spine and the leaking tip of his cock caught against your puffy little clit.

“Liar,” he whispered in your ear, “even Yuji knows you’re lying. He felt you squeezing down on his dick when you recognised it was me.”

A strangled cry pressed through your lips, the savage way he slammed into your cunt knocked you forward until your face buried into the pillow and the slam of his hips meeting your butt was like a crack of thunder.

This was like nothing you had experienced with your beau; the man that would get so pussy drunk before loving you tenderly until you begged him to pick up the pace, always hoping he would get just a little rougher but never being confident enough to ask.

A firm hand pressed against the back of your neck, fixing you in place as he thrust with every fibre of his being into your pussy. There was no gentle easing in, this was fast and brutal from the get-go and if the lewd squelching as you gushed around his monstrous cock wasn’t evidence of your enjoyment, the chants of “yes” and more”, certainly were.

“Little slut loves getting slammed by this big cock, dontcha? Wanted the brat to fuck you like a proper man for months. Don’t lie,” he growled as you fervently shook your head as much as his steely hold would allow for.

Crack!

Pain exploded against your right butt cheek, you could feel the overwhelming warmth as blood coursed to the surface and with each slam of his hips the spike of pain spiralled deeper and deeper.

Both wrists were yanked behind your back, the pressure from your neck releasing as he used the strength of his forearms to keep you balanced on your knees without support from your arms.

You were being tossed around like a ragdoll and it was like nothing you had ever experienced. Stars imploded behind your eyes, cunt clamping down like a vice as a fresh wave of sticky, wet arousal squirted against Yuji’s pelvis.

“Atta girl. Not finished yet though.”

He nipped at your earlobe, the sharp incisors nicking your skin until drops of blood formed on his tongue. Sukuna circled his hips, applying delicious heated friction to your frantically pulsing little bundle of nerves. He chuckled and then the laughter died in his throat.

“Sweetheart…”

Yuji was back and you mewled for him. The burn of tears in your throat as you swallowed past the lump that was fast building. You struggled in his hold, his grip faltering as he realised how tightly he had been holding your wrists.

The tightness in his balls was almost unbearable, every nerve was raw and felt like a wand of electricity was being passed over his flesh. It felt too tight on his muscles and made him irritable but the overriding emotion was guilt and shame.

He caught your body before you hit the sheets, one strong arm hooking around your waist as he pulled your back flush against his chest. His cock, full to almost bursting, was still seated to the hilt in your continually spasming pussy and he couldn’t help but enjoy the warmth of your walls that embraced him so completely.

“M’sorry, so fucking sorry.” His voice trembled as he made to pull from you, intent on comforting you in any way he could, even if that meant having to leave you.

Sukuna cackled like a maniac within his mind, and he couldn’t even bear to cast an eye upon him. What he didn’t expect was for you to grind into him, weak sobs still escaping your lips but the pressure forced a groan to resonate in his chest.

“He was right,” you sobbed, your fingers found his hair, carding through the damp forest of candy pink locks as you admitted how much you had enjoyed it, “I’ve wanted that for so long Yuj. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

Yuji swallowed audibly, his eyes shuttered as a bright burn rose to his cheeks. He shifted slightly, trying to find the courage to tell you how arousing he had found watching you being fucked by Sukuna, knowing that it was still his body that was abusing your sweet cunt, but he wasn’t in the driver’s seat.

To see your soft frame being manhandled, your curves wielding to the harsh treatment of the King of Curses and how you had eagerly responded to his every action despite how you said no, it was enough for him to cum right this second.

“Let me finish in her and you can get as drunk as you wish on cleaning her up? Does that sound like a good deal for you, brat?” Sukuna bartered in a feigned lazy drawl.

“Admit you like her,” he replied coolly.

Yuji smiled at the flabbergasted expression to cross the tattooed face, the indignant tilt of his chin before his jaw tensed and crimson eyes flashed at him.

“She… intrigues me, and I find her… tolerable.”

It was the best he was going to get, and it delighted him to know that you had managed to snare the favour of this ‘man’.

“Deal.”

You sagged into Yuji’s chest, waiting for him to speak but instead a hand tilted your chin so you were looking upside down at his face and you gasped at the black markings that were back. The carnal grin unfurling to show off his deadly teeth, your eyes widened at the implication and your thighs squeezed anew much to his amused delight.

“Shall we finish what we started?” he asked whilst rocking his hips into you with a renewed vigour.

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“Baby,” you whined, tugging on his soaked hair in a desperate attempt at pulling him from your highly sensitive flesh, “I’m clean, promise.”

Drowsy, caramel-flecked irises lifted to your face, the pupils almost large enough to swallow all the colour. Yuji’s mouth and chin were streaked with a cocktail of his cum, your arousal and his saliva. 

“Just another minute sweetheart, taste so fucking sweet.”

His tongue went to town, sweeping wide paths over your puffy lips to gather any remaining hints of your combined orgasms, stopping to press open-mouthed kisses to the crease of your thighs only to watch you tremble.

You recalled how Sukuna had cum with a guttural groan that had made you careen into a further orgasm, hot spurts of thick seed filling your little cunt until it leaked around his cock. His chest had heaved with each breath, and you would swear he pressed the most tender of kisses to your shoulder blade, but before you could question it, he moved away.

He had grinned lazily at you. “The boy will be back to take care of the mess you’ve made, told you that you were a cumslut deep down.”

With that, Yuji had returned once again and devoured you with lust-blown eyes. His cock had twitched between his thighs as he stared at the milky cream to leak from your hole, and you had felt like prey under his gaze as he pushed you to your back and his face pressed against your pussy.

Yuji was meant to be the angel and Sukuna the devil, after this experience you weren’t sure if that was entirely correct…

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・✶ ｡ﾟ ITADORI YUUJI

yuuji just came back from a mission when he’d found you on the couch, a little dazed as you nodded off. “baby! what’re you doing—i’m home, you okay?” his voice is a little softer than normal, but his smile is just as bright when he squats down to place a kiss on your lips. “im okay, just sleepy.” you reply and you hear yuuji hum in thought for a few seconds before his smile seems to tug even wider. “oh! i know, does that mean you wanna cuddle, yeah? cmeer babe.” he beams and you groan a little when he lifts you slightly, clumsily sliding himself in under you with an enthusiastic smile before pulling you up against his chest, giggling when you nuzzle into his warmth immediately. “see, now you can sleep here baby. i won’t move, i promise. i’ll be extra quiet.” his words shouted whispers as he holds you tightly, peppering a few gentle kisses to your temple every couple of minutes with a little grin.

・✶ ｡ﾟFUSHIGURO MEGUMI

megumi in the kitchen, making a coffee before he felt your arms wrap around him from behind—drawing a smile from the dark haired sorcerer when he feels you nuzzling into his warmth before he’s turning to greet you. “you okay?” he asks, voice low and dreamy. “yeah, just tired, ‘gumi.” you reply and his features are soft when his hands come to cup your face gently, smoothing over the skin before guiding you closer, his lips resting against your forehead as he speaks. “do you want some tea? or a nap, i don’t want you getting mad if you’re not getting enough sleep.” a small pout forms on megumi’s lips at the thought, frowning until he hears you sigh and he’s immediately melting at your own sleepy features “that would be nice, ‘gumi.” you hum and he stays with you until you fall asleep, because he knows you like when he traces his fingers lightly over your skin.

・✶ ｡ﾟNANAMI KENTO

nanami was finishing some papers on the couch when you approached him, flopping down next to him with a sigh— followed by his hand immediately finding its place on your thigh as he squeezes the skin affectionately. “what’s wrong, sweetheart?” he drawls and you stifle a yawn before casting him a drowsy glance. “i’m tired.” he only hums in response to your words, his eyes still locked on the paper before he sighs, running a hand through his hair and moving back slightly—allowing you to lie down on his lap while he works. nanami’s smile is soft when your face rests against his thigh, one of his hand softly resting on your cheek while his thumb brushes along the skin gently, while he uses his other hand to scribble through his work. you may have opened your eyes a few times to him staring at you in a daze, resulting in him getting all frowny with a flustered excuse. “i was just making sure you weren’t uncomfortable.”

A - Affection (How affectionate are they?)

Hange is 50/50 when it comes to affection. Don't get me wrong, she L O V E S you a lot! But because she is a scientist and also L O V E S discovering new things, she can be quite focused on that half of the time. When she is with you though, she always cuddles up to you, kisses your cheek sloppily and acts almost like an overexcited puppy! It she doesn't have anything else distracting her, her undivided attention rests on you. And that can be quite a handful.

B - Bomb (Who dropped the l-bomb first? How did it happen?)

It was Hange who said the l-word first. It was two months into the relationship and you were both just chilling on a bench at a random park. You looked up at the sky, pointed at a cloud and said "That looks a lot like a butt." Hange laughed SO hard, she almost fell off the bench but thankfully you caught her. Then, she sighed, looked into your eyes and just blurted those threw words out.

C - Curiosity (What attracted them to you? How did you two meet/start dating?)

Hange was walking down town, trying to clear her head after a very disastrous experiment. And because she was so worked up, she wasn't looking where she was going and so when she was about to be trampled by a huge crowd of civilians chasing after what seemed to be a celebrity a few feet behind her, a hand grasped her arm and pulled her onto the sidewalk. Hange blinked, completely out of it, only to find you concerned face right in front of hers. She gazed at you in wonder, mesmerized by how beautiful your eyes were. Before you even got the chance to ask her if she was okay, Hange squeezed your hand in hers and asked "Would you like to grab a drink with me?" Her straightforwardness was so surprising and endearing, you flushed and agreed to her. It didn't take even a second date for the two of you to start going out together.

D - Danger (Are they protective of you? Do they tend to worry?)

Actually, it is you who is mostly worried about Hange! She hardly takes care of herself and doesn't seem to fear anything when it comes to a new discovery. However, she can be quite protective of you. She may not be as strong as her curiosity, yet when someone tries to mess with you, Hange will make sure they don't do it again! She can be quite convincing when she is in the mood to threaten someone; so much as to literally make them piss themselves.

E - Emotion (is it easy for them to express their emotions in front of you?)

Hange is like an open book, even if she doesn't want to admit it; everyone knows what she is feeling. She is very expressive. It doesn't have to only be because of her expressions. Hange's actions during the day let you know how she feels. Slumping on the bed with a huff? Something has upset her. Jumping up and down on the couch? She is excited about something. Brooding in a chair for hours to come? Something is troubling her. Overall she is very easy to read and the good thing that Hange doesn't even hesitate when you ask her how she is doing. She will let you know and no misunderstandings will occur.

F - Fall (When did they realize they had fallen in love with you?)

It had been fairly early in the relationship. Three weeks in, in fact, Hange was contemplating whether she should tell you! It was night time and He could not sleep because yet another failed experiment troubled her. She sent a message to you in hopes of feeling better and she was surprised to see that you were awake at 2 am. When she explained what had happened, you responded with one-letter answers, which made her think that you didn't really care about what she had to say. That was until a knock sounded on her door and when she opened it, she saw you standing there with a take-out bag and a small smile on your face. "I brought some comfort food, if that makes you feel any better," you said. "Also I have lots of comfort cuddles I can share with you. My arms are feeling lonely anyway." In that moment Hange fell so hard she swore she hit rock bottom.

G - Grill (Do they cook for you? Do you cook for them?)

Hange... okay. She technically does cook for you. It's just that you don't eat whatever she makes you. You see, because of Hange's carrier choice, no one even dares to near whatever concoction she decides to put together. That includes you too. You learned your lesson that one time she had given you some drink she'd made that was blue enough to rival mouth-wash. In contrast, you're the one that does the cooking and you force her to do the dishes since you have to balance the workload. There have been a couple instances where she breaks plates and cups but it's better than getting food poisoning.

H - Happiness (What makes them happy? Lifts their mood?)

As it has been mentioned and will be mentioned further below again, Hange loves her job! Meaning, it makes her very happy to actually do it! Also, she really gets excited when you ask her about it and she gets to talk about what she did that day at work for hours. No exaggeration, she will go on until dawn if you don't stop her. It's just that, her work and you are the best parts of her life. Combining them together brings her so much joy.

I - Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)

Hange can get a bit too excited at times. There are days when she tries to be over the top and buys you like ten bouquets of roses or twenty boxes of your favourite chocolate. She tries to make you breakfast but usually ends up burning whatever it was she was cooking. Even if she does attempt to be romantic, Hange is not the best at it but you appreciate the gesture. On anniversaries, however, Hange can be serious and plan the best day. It's just that those days are not too many and Hange tends to be the type of person that lives in the moment.

J - Jealousy (Do they get jealous? How do they cope?)

It's not that she is easily jealous, but there are times when Hange just doesn't like the attention you give to others. Most times than not it's when you are spending time with your group of friends and you along with the others laugh about Hange. For some reason, you always bond with the rest because of something stupid Hange managed to do. If Hange notices that you are not paying any attention to her, she is going to pout and puppy eye you. It's not like she doesn't want you to talk to anyone else, she just feels envious that people use her as a means to get closer to you.

K - Kiss (What is their favourite type of kiss?)

Kissing you on the knee. Hange looooves resting her head on your lap. She likes being able to wrap her arms around you and enjoy how soft your legs feel against her head. But for some unexplained reason, Hange likes to lean forward and place a kiss on your kneecap every time you move. It's as if it's a reminder for you to know that Hange is still here.

Kissing her on the forehead. In the same position, Hange loves it when you lean down and place a kiss on her forehead. When your fingers stroke her bangs and push them back so your lips can press gently against her skin. It feels warm and Hange can see just how much love you express by that simple motion.

L - Language (What's their love language? How do they show you they love you?)

Hange's love language is confirmation. She is loud, obnoxious and won't hesitate to let you know just how much you mean to her. It can be as simple as you bringing her a glass of water and she will scream at you how much she loves you! Hange is a very passionate person and whatever she does is always her 100%. That's why she never refrains from letting you know that you mean everything to her.

M - Memory (What moment do they cherish the most?)

She will never forget that one time when the both of you had not eaten dinner because of Hange's failed attempt at cooking. It was at the beginning of your relationship, when you didn't know that she could not cook, so when she had invited you for dinner at her place, you had agreed. You both decided to just heat up some ready-made food she had in the fridge and eat it on the fire-escape. There, you talked until the sun peaked over the horizon and it was your first all-nighter. You both shared so much, Hange had never been this open with anyone before. She cherishes that night for life.

N - No (What do they not like? Turn-offs)

There is no way you will ever convince Hange to do her makeup. As much as you plead and beg, there is no way. Hange doesn't wear makeup anyway and she hates the feel of it on her skin. Even as she watches you put some on your face on night-outs Hange is not going to follow suit.

Hange also hates it when you exercise together. Despite loving to do couple activities with you, going to the gym is not one of them. She may not show it but Hange is very strong and fit and when she works out, she can become a whole other person. She doesn't want to show you that side of her so she prefers if you don't go together.

One last thing is that Hange will not drive for the life of her. She hates doing it and she only drives to work and back because she has no other choice. If you go out and news to take the cat, you're driving. She much prefers to be in the passenger seat, where she can pay zero attention to the road, change radio stations and talk with no inhibitions whatsoever. Even if you're tired and exhausted Hange is not going to drive for you. It's not that she is a bad driver, it's just that she gets anxious for a reason and just... she is not driving okay?

O - Orbit (Do they crave attention? What do they do to make you notice them?)

The time Hange is at home and you're the only one seeming busy, she will pester you. She is not going to dent that she wants attention but if you're obligated to do something for work or even something as plain as laundry, Hange is going to get in your way. She will lay on the dirty clothes, lean against your paperwork, wrap her limbs around you, cling on you as you walk. Hange is a ball of energy and she won't stop until she gets what she wants.

P - Proposal (Will they pop the question? How?)

Yes! Hange had planned the perfect proposal setting (according to herself) until she ran it down with Levi and he told her that no, you wouldn't like it if you both did an experiment together and created the ring during it. So Hange came up with another great idea! She talked with the technicians in the robotic department and they were going to use some of their drones to spell with lights in the midnight sky 'will you marry me?' It will be after date night and you will be taking a stroll in the park. Hange has already picked the ring and always carries it on her in case you go through her draw one day and find it.

Q - Quiet (How do they unwind?)

The first thing tha comes to mind after a stressful day is take-out and a movie. Simply lazing around for the remaining hours of the day when Hange is home. She really loves it when she can just cuddle with you and watch a movie, particularly some sci-fi bs that she can call out on and make you laugh. Your laughter calms her down and makes her heart flutter.

R - Random (How spontaneous is your relationship? Do they do things on the spot or plan ahead?)

Hange?? Planning? As if-when you're not the one making plans, Hange will literally come up with anything on the spot! Want something to eat? You can just drive up and down different roads until you spot a good place to eat. Bored? Hange is going to drag you out of the house and look up at her phone the best event the city is holding in that exact moment. Even holidays, there have been instances when Hange just saw a discount of some plane tickets and just purchased them without second thought. She didn't even know where you guys were going until you asked her.

S - Skin-care (Do they take care of themselves? What is their personal hygiene like?)

No. That's the short answer. The long answer is Hange doesn't ever think about herself, let alone her personal hygiene, so as a consequence she doesn't take care of herself. She is so invested in her job that she never thinks about eating, hydrating let alone freshen up. You have to remind her and even force her to eat, drink and bathe. Sometimes you even do it for her or else you'll find her passed out on her desk.

T - Time (How much time do they have to spend with you? Do they try to be with you?)

There has been a silent agreement between the both of you that weekends are off limits when it comes to work. That is your quality couple time, either when it comes to dates or simply staying inside all day. In the week, however, you don't have too much time, considering you are both working. Hange has been trying to synchronize her lunch breaks with yours so that either you can meet up together and eat or simply call each other on the phone. There have been many instances where you even face-time during lunch and eat together through the screen. Hange loves you and wants nothing more than to be able to spend time with you anywhere so it's her goal to try and make that time a reality.

U - Unique (What is their favourite part of themselves? What do they like most about you?)

Hange is not ashamed of her curiosity. She loves how she is brave enough to enter any field of the unknown and not feel an ounce of fear because she is just so excited to get to discover something new! There have been so many that have quit in her carrier path all because they were afraid. But she continued, didn't even think twice.

She admires your patience when it comes to her. Honestly, she knows she can be quite a handful and insufferable with how crazy she can get when it comes to things she is passionate about. But you are so considerate, so patient. Hange has never met a person like you who just gazes at her and listens intently to whatever she has to say. You don't judge any situation, don't judge her. You have never made her feel bad for herself and for that she is grateful.

V - Valentine's (Do they attempt to make holidays special? What about dates?)

Valentine's day, you're usually the one who plans it, mainly because it is not a day off from work and Hange most nights is back late. When it is a weekend though, she will try to find a way to make is worth remembering. Just as previously mentioned, Hange does not really plan anything ahead of time. However, on special occasions, she is going to put the effort and book a nice dinner or even buy food for a picnic. There have been slip-ups where she either forgot something at home or booked the wrong time, but the night always ends with both of you laying underneath the stars on some rooftop or the grass of your garden.

W - Weird (Do they act differently behind closed doors?)

Hange is honestly such an extrovert- she is not afraid to put your relationship in display. I don't mean in a way where she brags to everyone about you, more like she does not shy away when it comes to PDA. Of course, she knows your boundaries and respects them, but she acts just as lovey-dovey outside as she does in the comfort of her own home. She loves you too much to even care about what others really think about it.

X - X-Ray (Do they think about you when they are not with you?)

I'm going to be honest- Hange only thinks about you if you've left a note. Or else she will not remember you even exist until it's time to leave work. She is like that with everyone! The moment she enters her lab and is in scientist mode, Hange thinks about nothing but her job. There are times when she reaches for her bag and sees a note from you with the words 'have a good day :)' and she will linger with a small smile. But any other time no.

Y - Yellow (What do they like seeing you in?)

Because Hange barely ever tries to look good herself, she doesn't always notice the outfits you choose on a daily basis. However, she really likes it when you dress smart, with a pair of glasses or a professor's sweatshirt, a turtleneck even. Maybe it's the scientist in her, but she loves it!

Z - Zzzz (How do they sleep?)

In order for Hange to sleep, in the first place, you have to find a way to tire her out! Usually you make her a cup of chamomile tea, scent her pillow with some lavender oil, give her melatonin pills... it takes a whole procedure every night. When she is finally asleep, Hange tends to hog the blankets a lot. But the thing is, she also clings on you at the same time. She has a tendency to take away whatever comforter you have and instead use you as her warmer. Most nights you don't mind, but there are times when you have to try and pry away from her the blankets as she snores her head off and nuzzles against your chest.

It probably pains you to read this, just imagining your expression causes my heart to ache. It’s truly unfair how fate places us here, within the confines of three walls, caged like prey just waiting to be devoured. But, who knows, if life would’ve been normal, I might’ve never met you that fateful day. For that at least, I’m thankful.

Thankful for you, the person who always waits on our bed, waiting for me.

I know I promised that I would always come back to you, no matter how long an expedition took or how injured I am. I promised I’d always make my way back to you. My home. My comfort. My love.

This time though, I’m not coming home. I explicitly told Hange, Pixis, and Levi to only give you this letter when there is someone to vouch that I was dead. That they see with their own two naked eyes that I was dead. Therefore, if you are receiving this letter, please rest, you might not have a body to bury and if that is the case, I’m sorry.

But please, don’t stay up late waiting for me to return, it’ll only hurt you more. And who knows? If there is life after death, I could be watching you, and seeing you hurt yourself for me would only ache my heart even more.

I tried to stay strong writing this, keep my composure, yet, the more words I lay with ink on this piece of paper. The more I realize how painful this would be. Oh, how I ache to one day be free from this world, learn why the titans act the way they act, learn why the history books seem so odd. How I ache to see the day you and I are free to roam this world, and then when everything’s done, I’ll show you this letter and laugh.

Laugh at how pessimistic I was being that I would die. Then you’d scold me, like you always did, with a smile on your face, telling me that I was preparing for the worse, thus jinxing me. Then you’d embrace me and I’ll feel your warmth, our hearts beating as one.

I don’t want to continue this letter.

I wish I could continue living in this fantasy. But I have chosen freedom and the truth over my own personal feelings. I know you’ll understand, you always did, and in time, you’ll accept it.

For the ones who lived to tell another tale without me, don’t loathe them. If I died, it would mean I sacrificed my life for the better, perhaps leading my men into battle once more. Don’t loathe the survivors, love, I know it might be hard to accept their survival when I have met my untimely demise.

I love you.

I love you more than I could ever fathom in words. I am no poet, I am simply a man that has a way with words, or so you say. It would seem years of motivating my men into battle have shaped me into somewhat of a poet.

Nevertheless, I could never find the words to express my love for you.

Every time I look at you, my heart aches as a smile twitches my mouth upwards. You looked amazing that day I met you in the bakery, even years after our first meeting you still look as amazing as you did back then. It’s ridiculous how head over heels I am for you.

I’ll serve the entire world on a silver platter if you so ask me to.

But you’ve never asked me for anything. The fact that I came home after every long mission was enough for you. Even if it was only for one night in a couple months that I shared your bed, you didn’t complain. You nagged and teased sure, but you never held any ill-intent.

I knew your only hope was for me to come home, and I hate that I might have to ruin that promise of me to you. If you have gotten this letter from someone other than me, that means I have broken it. Broken the one promise you asked me to keep. Broken the one thing you asked of me.

I’m sorry.

I love you so much it makes my chest tighten whenever you even spare me a glance.

How a deity like you could even let me get this close will always be a mystery to me. A mystery, for once, that I don’t care to solve.

I don’t want you to hold onto my death for long so I’ll end this letter in a few more sentences.

Take your time my love, take your time in grieving me. Don’t feel pressured to move on too quickly. But don’t drown in your own darkness. I know how you’ve always been the type to worry yourself half to death. So, for my dying wish, promise me you’ll continue living and move on.

Promise me that one day you’ll look at my portraits and trinkets not with regret, anger, sadness, but with a fond memory of not what was lost, but what was once there.

My love for you is bigger than this world can truly imagine, and if the unthinkable can happen, a devil such as I love an angel such as you, then you can get through this and move on. Perhaps love again?

Though I don’t know if my spirit if there does exist such a thing, wouldn’t torment whoever you chose to be your next lover.

My love, take your time.

I’ll see you on the other side.

Signed, Erwin Smith, the man who will never stop loving you