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                                       YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW FAR I’VE COME.                                                                       art credit.

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              ❛       allow me to shatter your delusions of grandeur 

                                                           annie leonhardt.                                                        the female type titan                                                                [ 1. 2. 3. ]

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vvirago:

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what’s good fam. 

funny,  i was thinking about your blog last night lmao

n i c e.  i got into a conversation with someone about annie and it reminded me about this blog. 

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what’s good fam. 

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squints at

‘ YOU mind? ’

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mutuals like for a small starter~

[bloodthirstygodarchive-deactiva]

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      heavy breathing would indicate the pace they ha been working at thus far. It had been a simple suggestion, a quick sparring match. ( and PERHAPS he had provoked her with taunts just to ensure that she couldn’t refuse. ) that quick match however soon became a tense standoff. she had proved to be every bit as capable as he desired and it brought a curling smirk to his features. 

                              “is that is? do you give up then?”

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     She is not one to shirk honor nor the propriety of pride that boils beneath her skin, blood made steam only egregious injury. Giving up is simply a phrase she does not know. Refuses to.  It’s very definition is the stale tang of iron in her mouth and she spits it out unto the ground, upper lip curling. 

“ TCH, you’d wish. “

     Fingers crunch themselves into callused paw, raised ever so to shoulder height. Calling this a fair fight doesn’t rank with any lie she’s told but it’s one all the same. 

“ Make your move. Or are you    all bluster like I thought. ”

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blutkristall:

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“We could crush the pests.”

“ THERE is nothing to stop them from coming back. ” 

        Reflections aside, lost to the chaos of her own behemoth mentality, she pauses. Little enjoyment would be found otherwise and such annoyances would crop right back up -- like weeds. 

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eYEZOOMS

there is nothing in my life that i have done to deserve this.n o t h i n g . 

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              ❛       allow me to shatter your delusions of grandeur 

                                                           annie leonhardt.                                                        the female type titan                                                                [ 1. 2. 3. ]

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so you noticed my bare chest ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

please leave.

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DEMANDS THE LOVE IN RETURN FOR THE LOVE

WHAT LOVE?! STARING AT ME DOESNT COUNT AS LOVE, YOU BARE CHESTED WEIRDO

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o:

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laceraalas:

▐│∶☽∶; —                єνєη ωιтн нιѕ eyes elsewhere, he can feel the chill in his bones, the prickle creeping up his skin. She’s still staring at him; she’s returning the gesture he’d accidentally presented. His shoulders don’t twitch when she speaks up, but he does gnaw the inside of his cheek.

Gunter turns his head.

                ❛ Did you see the moon last night? ❜

“ THE moon? ” 

     Neither of them were particularly astounding conversationalists and it showed. A softer banter back and forth that provided little mention of substance other than the nature phenomenon of the cosmos. She couldn’t believe -- Oh, but she did recall, that’s for certain. A full harvest orange, gleaming in sweet contrast against the inky abyss ; Bertholdt had made mention of it as well, surprisingly enough. Between his stutters, of course. 

“ Most people see it every night.   But yeah, I did. And that’s special why? ” 

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laceraalas replied to your post:“  — BECAUSE staring isn’t rude or anything.”

He stiffens momentarily before looking away, clearing his throat.

     She does not relent her winter’s gaze, lids drooping unto tired eyes. He had started it, the boorish peek that spurred a scrawl of heat and goosebumps across the nape of her neck. He started it and she intended to finish it. 

     Lips pucker and a brow raises, callused fingers drumming on a clothed knee. 

“ -- SAY what you want to say, already. ”

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“T-Thats….it exactly…I-i wanted to know why..why you are up this late?”

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“ WHY do you care? ” 

      She pauses, snarling begetting troublesome attitude. He shows concern out of habit and it’s an irritant upon the diseased soil that they walk, the foundation of sinners themselves. But that is not entirely his fault and so she relents even the slightest. 

“ Can’t sleep. Nothing new, really.    What about you? Reiner’s snoring    keeping you up? ”