which means to say eren will get right into the kitchen to start working his mother’s magic. he doesn’t need much, he’s left so many things here for emergencies . . . like a home he never stays in. ]
Do you think you can carry me now, too?
[ or will eren be the slump that starts leaning back on elliot while crushing leaves into a bowl. gravity is increasing on him. help yourself. (he is just being a playful fool) ]
Okay so initial gut reaction is to yelp and prepare to get crushed because he's used to being very weak and tiny. But-- then he realizes that Eren doesn't feel like the crushing weight he usually does, in fact he can hold onto him pretty easily]
[But now he's a trash raccoon, how is this an improvement
And it will look like...yes!! Souji's got some strength to him thanks to being a sword guy. So once Elliot gets used to the surrealness of being able to hold his own against Eren's weight? He's going to move and try to pick Eren up, bridal style. HAHA!]
and proof that eren wasn’t ready: he says something inhuman (says, sounds, it’s just a jumble of not-words) and makes him hold onto the crushed watery ingredients for dear life. oh, he
this is. this is weird, but in a good way. he’s never been picked up
the only thing eren can say is something that probably. doesn’t even represent a word and or words. it’s just this
short verbal key smash and a bright, bright red face. it doesn’t even start at the ears. it’s just his whole face, and that makes his lips pull into a deeper frown of unexpected embarrassment (not because elliot is holding him, he liked that, but the fact that he cannot even speak to him like a not cave man is ugly). quietly, eren wets his lips with the calm stuff. he probably needs it, just look at him. ]
[ and, let us not forget, how the from the frown comes the quirks of an endeared, perhaps slightly awkward smile. he always knew elliot was so stronk. stronker than all of them. eren holds the cup out to him, having already approved the taste. ]
Not sure if you still need it, but.
[ either way, it’s his. looks like they both did a good job in getting the tense air off of them. maybe not all of it, but things were feeling lighter. they’d get through anything this way. ]
[ oh my god. no, he does not mind. he does not mind one bit. he does turn purple as he holds the cup to elliot’s lips, my god, it is hot in here it is smoldering it is
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Um...a little better now that I've bathed, but my stomach's still uneasy. But that could be stress?
[Switching bodies is stressful!!]
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this is the worst, but remember it could be worse. ]
Let’s get inside. I’ll make you something to calm down.
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Thanks, I'd like that.
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How’s the weather up here?
[ even though eren is still taller, but hey
they’re giants together now— but please smile a little bit, he misses it. ]
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Um, well... I can reach top shelves now? W-Without a footstool.
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which means to say eren will get right into the kitchen to start working his mother’s magic. he doesn’t need much, he’s left so many things here for emergencies . . . like a home he never stays in. ]
Do you think you can carry me now, too?
[ or will eren be the slump that starts leaning back on elliot while crushing leaves into a bowl. gravity is increasing on him. help yourself. (he is just being a playful fool) ]
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Okay so initial gut reaction is to yelp and prepare to get crushed because he's used to being very weak and tiny. But-- then he realizes that Eren doesn't feel like the crushing weight he usually does, in fact he can hold onto him pretty easily]
W-Whoa...
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would elliot be able to hold all of eren’s weight, though? behold, a titan trust fall. he’s trusting you!! he’s dealing with liquids!!! ]
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And it will look like...yes!! Souji's got some strength to him thanks to being a sword guy. So once Elliot gets used to the surrealness of being able to hold his own against Eren's weight? He's going to move and try to pick Eren up, bridal style. HAHA!]
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and proof that eren wasn’t ready: he says something inhuman (says, sounds, it’s just a jumble of not-words) and makes him hold onto the crushed watery ingredients for dear life. oh, he
this is. this is weird, but in a good way. he’s never been picked up
bridal style
]
I— Wuh.
[ but how long can he hold the twunk ]
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Hehehe, how's it feel to be on the other side?
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the only thing eren can say is something that probably. doesn’t even represent a word and or words. it’s just this
short verbal key smash and a bright, bright red face. it doesn’t even start at the ears. it’s just his whole face, and that makes his lips pull into a deeper frown of unexpected embarrassment (not because elliot is holding him, he liked that, but the fact that he cannot even speak to him like a not cave man is ugly). quietly, eren wets his lips with the calm stuff. he probably needs it, just look at him. ]
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Ahahaha, did I really make you speechless?
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. . . Yeah.
[ and, let us not forget, how the from the frown comes the quirks of an endeared, perhaps slightly awkward smile. he always knew elliot was so stronk. stronker than all of them. eren holds the cup out to him, having already approved the taste. ]
Not sure if you still need it, but.
[ either way, it’s his. looks like they both did a good job in getting the tense air off of them. maybe not all of it, but things were feeling lighter. they’d get through anything this way. ]
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Mind holding it while I drink? My arms are a little full... [You know, with Eren.]
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oh mr craig oh ]