Fanboy
Ever felt like something was missing? Like there was someone out there that you’re meant to have, meant to know, meant to be with?
Ever felt like you were missing someone you never met before? What if you were watching them, your soulmate, through the screen and just can’t be together because of that? And their fictional? And everyone thinks your insane to think so? Oh the burden of all fanboys and girls everywhere.
The sun shines into a darkened room, the beams of light hit posters on the wall, a figurine on the desk and finally shines into the closed eyes of an anime fanatic. His arms wrapped around a body pillow smaller than himself. The brown skinned beauty of Hoka no Watashi or The Other Me, lays in his arms pulled tightly to his body. The summer heat could be felt in waves, seen in the air of the early morning raise. The light fell on his eyes, disturbing his peaceful slumber, he stirred a bit snuggling into his pillow more.
Tierra Woodford of Hoka no Watashi, the brown skinned beauty that’s hella powerful, funny, sarcastic, tells the truth, sweet and considerate when she wants to be. Plus a total badass in the show. All her friends are too. Though she does tend to hide from others, her true self that is, her voice can sound bored despite how happy she might be, only with her true life long friends does she really show who is really is. Layers upon layers of protection the girl hides under, only those she deems exceptional or in her words “only those who I can truly trust to handle me are the ones who I chose to keep by my side.” She’s so perfect in his eyes. He’s watched her show over four times in two languages, read most of the manga and has almost all her merchandise. Plus he’s read all the (reader x Tierra) fanfictions out there that he could find. Is he insane? He might be. Is he obsessed? Yes. That’s a definite yes. He loves the 2 dimensional girl like she were really his. In his mind she is, he wishes she were real but at the same time if she were real would she be the same? Hopefully so. No, he is not completely insane, yes he knows she’s not real, he knows that but he’s just obsessed. It sounds crazy of course.
Anyway he’s been watching the show for years- the first season came out when he was 13, and because of material reasons he’s had to wait until now. Two years later. For the second half of the season to come out, it’s almost done now. Only one last episode but he is going to rewatch every episode until now in honor of the season final.
The final isn’t for another 6 days so he has plenty of time to watch all of it and get out of his room… maybe. It is summer- no one really does anything in the summer unless they get kicked out by their parents. Or in his case his short, naturally angry, sassy, easily enraged Guardian Levi.
His eyes fluttering open to the bright light of the early morning sun, he let out a soft groan not yet ready to get up for the day. Turning over on his side away from the stupid light, he placed the pillow between his legs trying to get the coolness of the full body pillow onto his rather warm body. Sighing in content of the peace and quiet of his house- home to only four people in total he was happy to not have to hear them this early in the morning despite them all being morning people.
Eren should still have a few hours before anyone would disturb him, hopefully Levi wouldn’t be the one to wake him either. The last time he did Levi just dropped a bucket of ice cold water on him after he asked for five more minutes. Never again… Mikasa is usually the one to wake him unless she just doesn't want to or wants to have him suffer the easily obtained wrath of her older brother. Eren nuzzled down into the his favorite body pillow, the one where Tierra is laying on her back, holding her sword into the air, one eye brown and the other eye blue-orange the color they change when she uses her powers. She looks relaxed and sweet with a smile on her gentle face. Her clothes are dirty and torn from the fight she’s been in but still so awesome looking.
Falling back into darkness Eren couldn’t wait for later, he could watch some of the anime until the day the last episode comes on and eat junk all day long.
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Eren awoke with a violent jolt as the door slammed open into the wall.
“AHHH!” He fell onto the floor with a loud scream, his butt colliding with the floor first. Landing on his back he lolled his head up towards the door above his head. An outline of Levi in all his 5 foot 3 glory stood looking down at Eren with a scowl. Sharp silver eyes looked down at bright green-blue ones, raven colored hair undercut behind his head and parted in the center swayed as the winds from the hallway came into the room.
“Get up you lazy brat.” Levi’s booming voice graced Eren’s ears lovingly as he groaned on the ground hands going to rub his lower back. Eren gave him an upside down pout but got up from his spot unwilling to take the chance at making Levi angry this early. “You have 30 minutes to get ready, we’re going to the mall. You brats need more clothes.” With that Levi left again, closing his door without another word. Eren sighed plotting revenge on that rock hard chibi for the pain in his butt, and being a rude hard ass as it is.
“Stupid mother loving cleaning fairy.” Eren hissed under his breath as he forced his body to freaking move. His feet dragged on the floor his arms dangling awkwardly in front of his hunched over form. He’s always making him do stuff he hates like shopping, shopping with them is like a death sentence by use of boredom.
He picked out a pair of black fitting pants, a white t-shirt, a black jacket, black pants and white converses simple and easy to get out of when he tries on his stuff. He went into the bathroom and showered trying his hardest to wake up after such a great sleep. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he got out of the shower he yelped as he slipped on the water on the floor his back slamming onto the bathroom floor. Eren groaned fist slamming onto the cold hard, wet ground angrily, this the second time he freaking fell today. He just woke up!
“Eren? You okay?” Mikasa’s voice came through the door immediately, being the hovering little mom she is.
“Yeah I’m fine,” Eren replied through gritted teeth sitting up with a scowl that bled into his voice.
“You sure?” Mom number two, Armin, asked beside Mikasa.
“Jaeger! Stop breaking my floors!” Levi yelled from probably down stairs. Eren growled getting up not bothering to answer them, he dried off putting his clothes on. He quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face. Then fought with his unruly chocolate hair, to make it more presentable, or at least not like he just woke up. Abandoning his mission after he broke a comb- the third one this week- he just left it a bird’s nest.
Down stairs it was quite besides the washing machine being on and Mikasa still eating. Levi was at the table doing paperwork and drinking tea in that weird way he does, holding the cup sideways to drink. Eren had tried a few times and ended up with a soaked shirt and pants from dropping the cup into his lap on several occasions.
“Freaking morning people.” Eren grumbled, coming into the kitchen.
“Summer doesn't mean sleep, brat. Summer means cleaning.” Eren pouted childishly, rolling his eyes. “Keep rolling your eyes maybe you’ll find a brain back there.”
“I have a brain!”
“It’s probably smaller than your dick.”
“And you’re 32, five foot three, let’s see how big you are.”
“Reverse proportions for my sword, kid.”
“Yeah because I didn’t want to eat.” Mikasa grumbled setting her sausage down pushing her plate back, with a scowl.
“Sorry not sorry,” Eren smirked at her going to the sink pulling a bowl out of carpet for cereal. Pouring a bowl of frosted flakes he sat in front of Mikasa. She swung her legs forward hitting him in the calf, he looked up from his bowl at her and smirked, he kicked her calf lightly, she returned the hit. The kicks got harder and harder as they went on watching each other closely as the do.
He grimaced when she kicked rather roughly at his ankle.
“Ow.”
“I win.” Mikasa smirked.
“You cheated.”
“Did not.”
“Did to.”
“Did not.”
“What were your plans for today Eren?” Armin cut in before their childish argument could continue.
“Rewatch Hoka no Watashi~”
“You’re obsessed…” Armin shook his head, “Why not read a book?”
“It’s summer! Time to let brain cells rot.”
“That won’t take long,” Levi commented.
“It’s like you have no other insults towards me, that’s a shame. You're losing your touch, old man.”
“An old man who can still kick your teeth in.”
“Fabulously.” Levi has such a girly build for a man so freaking strong it’s weird. “You're always nitpicking. Eren why is there dust on my desk? Eren why are footprints on my lawn? Eren why is there a guy bleeding on my clean floors?”
“One of those is not like the others~” Armin sang, the three teens laughed while Levi got up and grabbed his keys.
“Come on. I want to get there before more shitheads get there.” The three teens got up from the table, throwing any trash away and putting their dishes in the sink, being sure nothing was out of place. He can’t understand why Levi’s such a dick about being clean. A little dirt never hurt nobody. They piled into Levi’s 2015 silver mustang, one day he will drive this bad boy. If he can convince Levi he won’t crash it that is.
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They went to the mega mall, that was already filled to the brim with people, not many teens yet seeing as it’s only 10 a.m and they should all still be asleep on the first day of summer. The first place they went is to Hollister for better summer clothes. Mikasa went to the other side of the store that was for women while the boys went to the men’s section.
“I like these.” Eren picked up a black button down with a pair of gray pants and a white t-shirt to go under it. Armin came over to see and shook his head.
“No. No. You can’t wear black and gray. It’s summer and you’ll look like a goth. That face your making is getting you halfway there.”
“It’s my normal face.”
“Your normal face makes you look like a psychopathic murder about to snap.”
“Thanks Ar, just what every guy wants to hear.” Eren held the outfit up, “Levi, what do you think?”
“Why ask me?”
“We all know you're only gay for the fashion sense, help me out.” Levi narrowed his eyes at Eren for a moment then they went back to normal.
“Anything you put on becomes shit. Just pick something.” Levi grumbled boredom evident in his voice.
“You think we’re adorable, admit it.” Eren teased smiling at his guardian, hooking an arm around Armin pulling him in close.
“I think what I want to think, brat.”
“I don’t think you’ve ever said my name before in normal conversation…” Eren mused out loud.
“Does it really matter at this point?” Armin asked beside him.
“Yes. I’m worried he’ll legally change my name to ‘brat’ one of these days.”
“Not a bad idea,” he heard Levi muse absentmindedly, his head shot to the older male who was now on his phone.
“You better not,” Eren replied disapprovingly tilting his head a bit.
“Or you’ll…” Levi promoted raising a challenging eyebrow. Eren suppressed a shudder at those freaking evil eyes on him, daring him to finish that thought. Instead of answering Eren gave him a puppy dog pout that almost always gets Levi off his back. Lip slightly pressed out, his big green-blue eyes locking with cold silver ones, head tilted ever so slightly. Levi sighed going back to his phone.
“Stop with the eyes…” Eren cheered inwardly- escaped his wrath once again by being adorable! No one can resist the eyes! No one! Armin came back to his side holding more colorful clothes for Eren to wear.
“You’re wearing these if you’re getting that too.” Armin took the clothes in hand moving towards the more colorful racks.
“How many outfits can we get?” Eren asked as he always does just to be sure.
“Just get what you’re getting so we can go.” Levi sounded exasperated, and irritated. Levi tends to soil them at times as a way to show his affection, instead of physical or verbal love they get things and pets on the head, plus lots of teasing. It’s not as bad as it sounds. It makes it extra special if they get anything else, like a smile or even maybe even- on the most rarest of blood moons during the solar eclipse while werewolves are house pets and vampires donate blood- a hug.
The boys each got three outfits to start and Mika got herself a new white sundress that goes perfectly with her red scarf, and three other outfits. Levi took them to the food court after they got out of Hollister. Eren sat with a mini heart attack of a burger and fries thinking up a plan for how many episodes a day he should watch of Hoka no Watashi to catch up before the last episode of the season comes out. Armin sat across from him with a book next to Levi.
“What’s with the face?” Armin asked not even looking at Eren as he read a book at the food court. Eren shook his head.
“Just thinking…”
“About cartoons?” Eren cut his eyes at Armin who still wasn’t looking.
“Hoka no Watashi is not a cartoon. It’s art. All anime is art.” Eren proclaimed matter-of-factly.
“You know she’s not real right, brat?” Levi entered in the conversation. Already talking trash about his waifu, he doesn't even watch anime he doesn't understand the feels.
“Yeah but that doesn't mean I can’t dream.”
“Stupid brat…”
“Stop calling me that!”
“How about suicidal bastard?”
“...” Scowling Eren sat back crossing his arms. That reminded Eren to punch Jean when he sees him next time. Stupid cross-breeding horse bastard. Mikasa came back with her tray of food, sitting next to Eren, she took one look at him and then scowled at her brother.
“Stop it, Levi.” Mikasa warned Levi, a clear threat in her voice. The two siblings glared at each other, the heat of their intense looks burned even Armin who in turn scooted away from Levi a little, keeping his attention on his book. Eren blanked out shoving his face with his fries, trying to figure out how much longer they would be here. All he wanted to do was watch anime for the first day of summer but no~ Levi just had to drag them shopping. Not that he doesn't appreciate it it’s just that… It takes forever, if it were just them two then they’d be done already. They got here at 10 a.m, it’s already 1 p.m. Eren sighed inhaling all the junk food that’ll probably be his death in a few years knowing it’s going to be a long day.