Bertholdt Fubar

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[colossaldreamboat]

Oh god I haven't been on here in forever.

I am so sorry to anyone I had threads with. Please forgive me.

Now I'm off to hunt for things that I'm hella late on replying to ;A;

[mamalee-the-dragon-queen]

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The lights glow bright on the walls tonight Not a hoof print to be seen A place of desolation, And it looks like I’m the Queen My heart is howling like the soldiers when they scream Couldn’t protect them, heaven knows I tried

  Don’t let them in, can’t let them be Be the soldiers we always have to be

Conceal, don’t feel, make them go

They have to go

Here I go, Here I go Can’t stand back anymore Here I go, Here I go Gotta slay just one more I don’t care if i die today they can’t rage on The blood never bothered me anyway It’s funny how these walls Conceal everything But the monsters that controlled us Won’t get me at all

It’s time to see what we can do To kill these monsters and break through No right, no wrong, no rules for me We’ll be free Here I go, Here I go I am one with the wings and all Here i go, Here I go I’m gonna give it my all Here we ride and they won’t stay or they’ll still rage on My soul is burning for the titans for their end

And one thought burns inside like dancing embers all around

The thought of moving on

We must advance

We have to keep moving cause the past is in the past

Here I go, Here i go And I’ll rise like the break of dawn Here I go, Here I go Our perfect world is gone Here I ride Through storms and rain I’ll kill them al—

  The blood never bothered me anyway

[titanbutcherkasa-deactivated201]

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[colossaldreamboat]

Words don't describe how hilarious this is.

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[beruyumi-week]

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Beryumi Week is here!

May 18-May 24

Prompts:

Day 1- Youth

Day 2-Flaw

Day 3-Isolation

Day 4-Embrace

Day 5-Fight

Day 6-Life

Day 7-Together

These prompts can be used for fanart, fanfiction, cosplay or anything you can think of that can represent the prompt. If anything is nsfw, TAG IT AS NSFW.

Tags-beruyumi week.

Have fun!

[colossaldreamboat]

Pretty please

3. My muse surprises yours with a new pet.

[ ☆ ] — "Hey, Sasha!" Bertholdt called, walking in through the door. In his arms was a squirming Dachshund puppy. After closing the door behind him, he put the pooch on the floor, snickering a little as it ran over to Sasha. He smiled a little.

"Some kids were giving away puppies, so I thought I might as well take one."

[brxus]

           ”He’s so cute!" Sasha picked the puppy up before kissing its head. She looked over at Bertholdt with wide eyes as her lower lip jutted out a bit. "Can we keep him? Pleeeeeeeease~?”

[colossaldreamboat]

 ☆ ] — "He really is very cute," Bertholdt commented, laughing slightly. He ran his hand over the dog's head, a gentle smile on his face. "I have no objections to keeping him. You can name him if you want."

[brxus]

          “It’s a secret. It has to do with the rations that you know the location of.”

[colossaldreamboat]

"Oh, I see. I guess I can tell you where the rations are. Though, it would be great if there was something in it for me."

[colossaldreamboat]

"I can't breathe!"

"You can’t? Oh dear…um…uh…I know it’s kind of a dumb question, but is there anything I can do for you?"

[colossaldreamboat]

Pretty please

3. My muse surprises yours with a new pet.

[ ☆ ] — "Hey, Sasha!" Bertholdt called, walking in through the door. In his arms was a squirming Dachshund puppy. After closing the door behind him, he put the pooch on the floor, snickering a little as it ran over to Sasha. He smiled a little.

"Some kids were giving away puppies, so I thought I might as well take one."

[brxus]

        “PST! Hey! Wanna help me with something?”

[colossaldreamboat]

"I don't see why not. What did you need help with?"

[colossaldreamboat]

Pretty please~

20. Your muse shows up on my muse’s doorstep late at night, wet, feverish, and covered in blood.

[ ☆ ] — It was late, and Bertholdt was turning everything off for the night. It had been a long day, and there was nothing calling him at that moment more than his bed. Or at least that was until he heard a knock on his door.

"Who’d come over this late?" Bertholdt wondered aloud. Not wanting to take his chances with whoever could be on the other side, he grabbed a large dowel sitting on his coffee table and approached the door. Holding it behind his back, he opened it a crack and peeked out. Upon the sight, he immediately dropped it and opened the door wide.

"Annie…?" Berthold asked, inspecting the blonde. He couldn’t believe what he saw. His imagination went wild, thinking about what could have happened. He had to take deep breaths. Now was not the time to go on a rampage over whoever had done this. "Hey, um…are you okay?"

[lupiiisms-archive-deactivated20]

Another Angsty Starters Meme

"I just really need to have you here right now."

"Didn’t you see what I did?!"

"Oh fuck, oh FUCK."

"Please come get me."

"Where are you?!"

"I’m coming, just sit tight!"

"Look at me - just breathe, okay?"

"I can’t breathe!"

"You don’t have to stay."

"It’s all my fault."

"It’s all YOUR fault!"

"Don’t fucking touch me."

"Please I just… really need space right now."

"I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere."

"I’m gonna be sick."

"Ever wonder if the world would be better off without you… ?"

"I’m sick of being USELESS."

"You’re not useless."

"Shit, are you bleeding?!"

"Please, put it DOWN."

"Shh, c’mere…"

"It’s okay to cry…"

"Don’t listen to them. Don’t you EVER listen to them."

"I’m not cut out for this."

"Just leave me ALONE."

"Please listen to me-"

"You can trust me."

"Don’t trust me."

"What happened doesn’t change anything."

[for-what-is-lost-blog]

Haunted {Closed: colossaldreamboat}

[for-what-is-lost-blog]

Mithien’s brow furrowed, her frown deepening. She rested her chin on her knees, curling up into herself even more, as if she could disappear that way. “Maybe,” she murmured, her arms tensing around her legs. She wished that no one else had to feel the way she felt. To be consumed by guilt over and over. “My own best friend…” her cadence fizzled into silence, pain filling her throat.

The blonde focused on the boy’s words, trying to concentrate on them in order to quiet her own thoughts. “I…I guess…Some mistakes are worse than others. It’s like…it’s almost like they make you less human than everyone else,” she said quietly, her chest swelling with a heavy breath that pinched her lungs.

Bertholdt’s next sentences were confusing to Mithien. She lifted her head from her knees, turning her attentive green eyes upon him. “I’m…not sure what you mean,” she confessed. Something about what he had said unsettled her, stirring something in the pit of her stomach. Trying to ignore the feeling for the time being, she thought hard on how to respond. “I know it’s human to make mistakes, but we should try to learn from them, right? We can’t use humanity as an excuse to keep making mistakes. We have to try to do better, to be stronger and braver and wiser. We have to…it’s almost like we have to try to be perfect, but we will always fall short because we are human.” She shook her head. Prove our humanity. What an odd thing to say…”I think…maybe I get what you are saying. I often feel like I’m something less than human. Like a monster.”

[colossaldreamboat]

[ ☆ ] -- Bertholdt ran a hand through his hair. He felt like he was probably saying too much. He didn't want to give away any secrets of the tragedies that were his fault. The walls...all the lives turned to dust. As much as he wanted to admit to being numb to it all, he just couldn't. He couldn't even tell anyone.

"A monster...yes. That's accurate...an appropriate label for those who try to do what they're told...try to do the right thing...but ultimately fail and maybe even betray," Bertholdt said. He understood that his language was cryptic. He tried to shake his demons out of his mind.

"I apologize. I didn't mean to go on like that. I ramble sometimes," he explained. He stared up at the sky. Sometimes, he wondered if any of the lives that he was responsible for really did end up there. "It sure is hard to admit responsibility for peoples' lives. Why is it that everything is supposed to happen for a reason, though? Things happen, but rarely do I ever find out the supposed reason."

This far into his mission, Bertholdt still wasn't quite sure what the true reasons behind his task was. Whatever the case, he came to terms with the fact that he'd probably never know. It would just be another mystery stewing in the back of his mind.

[for-what-is-lost-blog]

Haunted {Closed: colossaldreamboat}

[for-what-is-lost-blog]

Hearing him speak, her eyes tightened at the corners, her chest swelling with a shuddering breath. “Yes,” she said quietly, her arms tightening around her knees. Her mind refused to let go of the mistakes she had made. “I should have…” her voice vanished into the dawn air. 

Mithien stared hard at the light searing up into the sky, spreading slowly like ink along the horizon line. She swallowed hard. “No. I…I get what you’re saying. I know some things are beyond our control but others…sometimes bad things happen because we choose either to act or not to act. Because you shut down in the face of defeat. Because…” Her words evaporated as her thoughts began to race.

"It’s all my fault. It’s like there’s blood on my hands but only I can see it. And I’m not sure anything can wash it away. No matter how hard I try to do something right." She let out a heavy sigh. "That sounds idiotic, doesn’t it?"

[colossaldreamboat]

[ ☆ ] -- A dull ache cut through Bertholdt's chest as he listened to her speak. He knew all too well about having blood on his hands. So many people...so many lives...as much as he wanted them to be meaningless, he just couldn't keep his mental psyche numb from the guilt of every single death he was responsible for. He sighed a shaky sigh.

"It doesn't sound idiotic..." Bertholdt muttered. He rubbed one of his eyes, a bit frustrated with himself. "Not one bit. I think a lot of us have blood on our hands, so to speak..."

Bertholdt stared down at his own hands, lips bent into a frown and brows slightly furrowed. He could practically see the red stains on them. He flexed and relaxed his fingers. "It's only human...right? To make mistakes...it makes us human..." he rambled.

Do I even have the right to call myself a human, though?

"I just...well...how many mistakes do we have to make in order to prove our humanity? What if...what if it's all for nothing?"

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Hell yeah [NOT MY ART!]

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