(open + closed prompts on demand)

[usurpers]

Who: eren jaeger + you! (also some closed prompts)
When: august
Where: clothing stores mostly but u can tell me where
What: eren needs new clothes for new armwings, and a good eye for cloaks or ponchos (that’s you 👀). closed quest prompts and others— if you’re interested in a quest or something else i’ll be glad to start it off!! just hmu to plan out what (liberos or owlie#3609)!
Warnings: n/a will add as needed


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[ eren can be found outside of clothing stores, stalls, any of them, all of them, dispatching employees to choose pieces at his own discretion— because he has no clothes.

mostly no clothes! he only dawns with him pants and his new tailored shoes (but only because it rains). any fabric from the waist up is nonexistent, leaving a chizzled back, abdomen and chest spread with black and scarlet scales to freedom. regular shirts have become an imprisonment to the titian membranes that anchor along his ribcage, webbing across the elongations of his elbow and forearm and forming limbs that aren’t dissimilar to a bat’s. it doesn’t restrict much movement, just takes up more space, and requires some getting used to beyond growing pains and stretch sensations where there shouldn’t be.

he’s gotten some suggestions from a young, enthusiastic fashionista that’s attempting to fit some of her homemade pieces onto him every so often. she’s like, thirteen, though. and seems way too excited that someone has (quietly) agreed to model her wild ideas. she’s aware they’re crazy! but that’s the beauty of it! she proclaims. it made her day. she almost cried.

hence eren’s (quiet) compliance. it’s a goddamn kid living her dream and he doesn’t want to be the one to shatter that in her.

you’ll see eren removing the garments and setting them brusquely on top of a mannequin, before coming to you with saturated scales— a telling sign that he’s feeling a pique in his emotions. laces intricately weave onto his horns and how his growing hair is braided into a loose bun . . . it is and isn’t a look for him all at the same time. ]

I just need a cloak.

[ free him. ]

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[fiddlestick]

[He picks up on that sympathy from Eren...no, empathy. Eren must've experienced similar sort of losses. It's not entirely surprising, the tiny pieces Eren has shared of his past life sounded harsh and painful. He could only imagine what sort of loss Eren's experienced.]

Thanks. [He takes a calming breath] And you're right. Rean and Towa were much closer to him, so it wouldn't feel right moping around. He'd hate that anyway.

["Forward, relentlessly", as he had said. He had spent his final moments trying to comfort the rest of them. Elliot wasn't going to deny his own sadness, he'd never been good at bottling up his emotions. But he had to keep going, to make sure something from Crow's dreams survived.

And that's all he seems willing to share about that today. He goes back to focusing on the clothes. When Eren puts on that shorter shawl, his eyes light up as he looks it over.]

...Oh wow. That looks... [The cut that covers his chest yet teases his abs, the color that brings out the beautiful color in Eren's eyes, how closely the fabric hugs his skin. There's only one way to describe it] ...seriously hot.

[ELLIOT GUSTA]

[usurpers]

[ eren offers only a softened look that stares into elliot for quite a few moments. no, he doesn’t agree if it’s fair to mope or not— everyone has the right to feel and grieve. not one soul should feel more or less entitled when feelings are feelings. he knows, though. his bond would rather it sizzle out for today, but eren makes it clear by feeling that he is at least not agreeing with one thing. one small, small thing that’s wrapped into accepting of the last. if his friend would not want him to mope, but to move, then do it.

now, we get to the fun part. ]

It’s warm enough around the shoulders— the tattoos, too. They’ll make me hot.

[ and if elliot can deduce for a single moment what he doesn’t know what hot means in any other sense,

]

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot feels the small bit of disagreement from his Bond, but from the context of the other feelings, it's not necessarily a bad disagreement. He can get he's hypocritical in his own ways, especially the standards he holds himself. Maybe they can talk about that another day. But if Eren seems alright with moving on, then Elliot is as well. He does give him one unspoken look of endearment, of gratitude. He's thankful for having Eren as a Bond, truly.

Of course, that moment is totally interrupted by Eren's failure to pick up what he means. Elliot can't help it, it's so cute that he breaks out into light laughter]

Hahaha, well- that too! [Keeping Eren warm was important. The previous sadness was gone for a smile on his face] But I meant you look attractive in that. It's slang.

[usurpers]

[ what is this sorcery!! a quiet oh from his lips, and while he’s thankful for the compliment! there’s still a new discovery to be had. ]

. . . Sounds like something messy. [ slang. like the mess food makes, or jacking off. don’t— don’t ask him how he associates these. ] So if I’m cool, I’m not attractive?

[fiddlestick]

Haha, yeah. Slang's messy. [He is a musician, not a linguist. Don't ask him the logic behind it] And no! A cool person can still be attractive! It's... [how to explain] If you think something or someone's "cool", that means you really like them - but you aren't necessarily attracted to them.

If you say someone's hot though, it just means you think they're sexy. Though finding someone hot doesn't mean they can't be cool. Like I think Mikleo's cool, but I'd also say he's hot.

[A sheepish laugh]

S-Sorry, I'm sure that doesn't make much sense. I'm not entirely sure how to explain it- they're just expressions.