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draw me :3

❝ ... Don't... say anything. I tried. ❞

#bossard #[ .answered. ]#(( a masterpiece ))#answered

"Draw Me" (like one of your french girls)

❝ Am I going to get in trouble for this…? ❞

#aizeos #[ .answered. ]#(( check out that super sexy french girl levi right there ))#answered

Draw me. O U O

❝ ... You know, it really does kind of look like you... ❞

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Send in "Draw Me" via ask, and my muse will draw a picture of yours.

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I may peek at my dash a bit from mobile for a while, and I'll for sure be on skype for a bit, but I'm off the computer for the night. c: Happy to be back.

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aizeos

It didn’t surprise him that Petra and other soldiers viewed the current situation with some mistrust, it was only natural, after all they spent all those years fighting titans.

However, the boy was a beacon of hope that humanity would succeed one day. They had no time to doubt his loyalty, the Scouting Legion was running out of opportunities.

"I’ll keep an eye on him. He’s my responsibility, after all."

dilxgence-blog

❝ He's my responsibility too, captain, so long as I am on your squad and those are our orders. I'll do my part. I'm not afraid. ❞

No, fear isn't the term she'd use. Wary, uncertain, cautious -- she is all of these, but afraid? ... Not any more so than she normally is when she must face a titan. She'd be a fool not to fear them at all.

❝ It all just feels very... sudden. That's all. ❞

The incident in Trost had not been all that long ago, but she supposes that these are indeed desperate times, and now is not the time to start scrutinizing the choices of her superiors.

The commander, in particular, is a hard man to read, but he must have thought through every possibility before making a choice as rash as this one. She can only have faith in his decisions.

#aizeos #[ v. for whom we fought. ]#(( this was supposed to be shorter D: ))

aizeos

"Stop worrying. I told you it’s alright."

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Petra spends a moment in silence. In all likelihood, he's right. He's a captain for a reason, after all, and she isn't in the habit of doubting him.

❝ ... Yes, sir. ❞

She won't argue the point. Orders are orders. Even if those orders are to look after a trainee who just so happens to be a titan. Never in her life had she imagined that joining the Survey Corps would put her in a position where she would have to fight alongside a titan. She can't help feeling unsettled, but she will perform her duty.

#aizeos #[ v. for whom we fought. ]#(( hi there! c: ))#(( i hope this works ; u ; ))

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Anxious hands leap to hide the sheaf of paper, and he cranes around, heart hammering in his throat. It figures she’d happen upon him now, but fool that he is, he’d held out hope that she’d avoid him long enough to allow him to finish.

”D’you mind?! It’s — it’s not done yet.”

dilxgence-blog

It would be a lie if she were to call herself anything short of taken aback by his reaction. The urgency only served to make her more curious -- and were his cheeks a little red?

She is baffled, but kind enough not to mention it.

❝ Not finished? Does that mean I get to see it whenever it is finished? Is it almost done? ❞

#bossard #[ v. tbd. ]#(( l;fkdjfa hello hello! x) ))

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❝ ... What... is that? ❞

#[ .open. ]#[ v. tbd. ]#(( short lil open since i've been away so long! ))

viirtutem-blog

Callused hands firmly grasped the swords’ handles, demonstrating the way in which he holds them to his subordinate. A question is posed before she mimics his actions, noting the subtle frown that took place.

Many had wondered about his odd technique, as well as the way in which he had learned to actually use the 3DMG. However, this was a tale told to very few, as he was not much of a story teller. He did not mind these questions, though, as they were only natural.

“I figured it out myself.”

dilxgence-blog

Petra's gaze falls, settling on the captain's hands. She can't help but to feel a little dissatisfied. She had expected, staring so calculatingly at his grip, to find some sudden understanding there, but it looks exactly as she'd imagined it -- exactly as it had looked when she'd held the blades herself, only it seemed so effortless in his grasp.

So there was no secret, after all...

Despite the fact that this is no competition, she feels as though she's lost. She is skilled. She is more than skilled; she's outstanding, one of the finest soldier's humanity has to offer, but Levi is the best, without contest.

❝ -- I've tried it, you know. I can't do it. I mean, I can, I can hold them that way, but I can't do what you do. Not even close. ❞

#viirtutem #[ v. for whom we fought. ]#(( ;alsdjkf this is hella late ))#(( you write such a wonderful levi ; u ; ))

capxre

careful observation & steady thought : GOOD. her ambition was good. of course, he could not deem that ambition solidified when he knew nothing of its roots. there had been many soldiers before her ( & there would be many after ) who saw corporal ambition & understood something of the deadly truth … saw it & abandoned it when fear took over. — - even so, her ambition was good. a valuable addition to the corps.

❝ i agree, soldier … ? ( give your name) despite utterances otherwise the corps is highly capable & has commendable achievements. it is the dedication & sacrifice of the soldiers as a whole, fighting alongside each other, that has even made that possible. so you have my thanks for giving that to humanity. ❞

dilxgence-blog

She cannot hide the swell of satisfaction she feels for his thanks, because it is the thanks due to a proper soldier. She dares to believe that she has made a favorable impression on the man who will one day be her commander.

Her fingers twitch at her side and she makes a conscious effort to resist snapping into her salute once again.

❝ Ral! Petra Ral! ❞

She suspects that by the time they meet again, a year from now, he will not recall her name. A commander must meet far too many people to keep track of, and at the moment, she is nothing more than a hopeful trainee, youth highlighted by the grin she wears. Even so, he cared enough to ask her for it, and for at least this day, she thinks he will remember.

#capxre #[ v. in which we began. ]#(( heavy breathing ))#(( georgie i forgot how much i liked this thread help me ))

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“Not much less than that, actually.”

He moved a couple of years after his i n c i d e n t, but he doesn’t know that. He remembers moving because a change of scenery was in order. They’d been in the same place for far too long. He holds her arm close to his side, head held high as he thinks about the friends he’s made since moving here ( and the two friends he had even before he moved ). Reiner takes a glance at the woman he’s escorting and thinks what a nice friend she might make, if she intends to talk to him ever again.

“I moved here about three years ago.”

dilxgence-blog

❝ In that case, it seems we just very barely missed one another. It's nice to meet you, in any case. Oh, and a very late welcome. ❞

Just as she's finished with her introductions, a familiar street comes into view. She grins at the sight of her own house, homesickness tugging at her chest more strongly than ever. Her father is inside, and probably worrying at her tardiness. Just imagining his pacing feet in -- no doubt -- the exact same worn-to-bits shoes he'd been wearing when she left brings a grin to her face, and she tugs her arm free of Reiner's.

She's already several steps towards the house before realizing she's abandoned her escort without so much as a word. She turns back towards him and waves.

❝ It was good luck, bumping into you. Thank you! This town's not too big; I'm sure I'll see you again. Goodbye 'til then! ❞

#cactusfractus #[ v. a life not lived. ]#(( i figure we'll start up a new thing later ))

laceraalas

▐│∶☽∶; — нє ωαтcнєѕ тнє cнαηgє, how she roots herself in the earth. Casper is larger than she is but difference in size has never stopped her before ( titan, human, animal, it didn’t seem to matter ). She’s stubborn and strong of will. A few days practice, reinforcement, with the gray stallion and he’d be as well behaved haltered as he was beyond the walls.

The ‘conversation’ between horse and rider doesn’t bother, nor seem strange to him in the slightest. He thought it a good idea to acquaint horse to voice; while they didn’t have a language, horses could understand tones and recognize other aspects of communication. To familiarize them with yours strengthened the bond between soldier and equine.

❝…❞

Gunter caught the glance, and he offered Petra a slight nod. She didn’t seem comfortable speaking to something which wouldn’t speak back ( …there’s some sort of irony here, he just knows it ), especially with full awareness it wouldn’t understand you. But, this would come with time. Maybe.

dilxgence-blog

The embarrassment is fleeting, and as the horse settles, so, too, does its rider. The atmosphere is peaceful once she adjusts to the silence. She hears only the sounds of breathing for a time, and it is somehow a pleasant thing, as though it is there to remind her that they are still alive, against the harshest of odds.

She lets several minutes pass this way, and she is nearly loathe to speak again, part of her unwilling to disrupt the tranquility. It's a rare thing for her, to spend her time with someone without speaking, and though she finds in it an unexpected comfort, she can't help wanting to continue some sort of conversation with Gunter -- if only because she isn't often alone with him.

❝ ... Tell me something I don't know about you? ❞

Petra doesn't bother to explain her request. It seems, to her, a natural thing. As teammates, she can't help but to want to know him better. Unlike Auruo and Erd, who are easy enough to understand, at least on the surface, he is a different presence entirely -- a different type of person.

#laceraalas #[ v. for whom we fought. ]#(( -skids in here super late with a nosy petra- ))

———- wait, can you reblog if you don’t mind random starters appearing in your tag whether it’s fluffy, angsty, etc. and if you actually reply to them when they do? just wanna see how many people do tbh.

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I didn't think to mention on this account that I went on hiatus for the month of December, because at the time I was thinking that anyone who followed me here probably got here from my main account, langnxr, but I've since realized that there are some of you who only follow here, and I'm sorry not to have posted about my absence. ; u ; I'm back now, though.

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”Listen, you little shit.”

i ✹ ii ✹ iii ✹ iv

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Agh agh agh I was supposed to be in bed ages ago but Petra and horses and Petra and tree-climbing and I just ;alkjeisf

Goodnight all ; u ;

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