HANDS THAT NURTURE

𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝙼𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈 𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 - 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝙳 — 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙸𝚃𝙴, 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙸𝚃𝙴, 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙸𝚃𝙴.

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         𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚈   𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙳𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴   𝙰𝚁𝙴   𝙱𝙾𝚃𝙷   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁   𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙳.

             petra  ral  of  shingeki  no  kyojin.  headcanon  based  &  canon divergent.                                                           enamored  by  haley.                                                                    est. 2017.                                                 pinterest   /   playlist   /  credits

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now that everything’s ending nows a good time to admit that i’ve always fucking hated auruo. fuck that bitch.

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erasure

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i cannot go through mother’s day without paying tribute to the biggest milf of all

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eren put your penis away

[slavery]

Where the milfs

[18nth]

with their kids 

[gepanzrt]

〈 SEE ME BARE MY TEETH FOR YOU                                                            —WHO ARE YOU? 〉

REINER BRAUN.  private + canon-divergent; manga and headcanon-based. belabored & beloved by walter ( he / him ; EST ; 25+ ). from the series attack on titan / shingeki no kyojin. 〈 CARRD.   /   SPOTIFY.   /   PINTEREST.   /   PROMO. 〉

[luthienne]

paramore, “interlude: i’m not angry anymore” / martha gellhorn, selected letters / adonis, selected poems; “rage” (tr. khaled mattawa) / anne carson, plainwater: essays and poetry / carole maso, the art lover / jade bird, “furious” / carmen maria machado, in the dream house

[sweatermuppet]

devotion that corrupts is my favorite btw there's nothing wrong with it ever & it should be encouraged

[turtletoads]

wanted to draw petra and finally sat down to do it

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[eveblum]

ペトラ

[ijaazat]

she is a dead girl but she is MY dead girl

[patroclusdefencesquad]

"they're not the main character" incorrect! they're not YOUR main character. they are mine though xo

[abritons]

rambling but i love the way petra fights vs the way she loves. bared teeth and fighting words vs gentle and loving touches. agility, fast and quick as a whip contrasted by the slow and meaningful way she cares for people

[wesley-de-cornualles]

“The field where my brother died – I’ve walked there since. Weeds and grasses, some chicory stalks; no trace of the scene I still can see: a father and his sons bent above a deer they’d shot, then screams and shouts. Always I arrive too late to take the rifle from the boy I was, too late to warn him of what he can’t imagine: how quickly people vanish; how one moment you’re standing shoulder to shoulder, the next you’re alone in a field.”

— Gregory Orr, “A Moment” from The Caged Owl, New and Selected Poems