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iwillnotbowdowntothiscruelworld

"…Thank you…"

redstained--death

"… And it seems the only thing interesting of you is that scarf…"

iwillnotbowdowntothiscruelworld

"I don't think that's saying much, coming from the man with the stupid teeth."

#redstaineddeath

redstained--death

iwillnotbowdowntothiscruelworld

"Ooh~ Nice scarf~"

iwillnotbowdowntothiscruelworld

"...Thank you..."

#w o w my muse is so talkative #hi!#redstaineddeath

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Assassin-

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As Eren mustered his thoughts back to the present, he noticed a hand on his arm. Mikasa mustv’e thought it a comforting gesture-and it was, he couldn’t deny the calm that swept over him from the gentle touch, the detective calling his name softly. It had been a while since that tone was ever used on him, much less his name. Most people spat it out, tone laced with venom. He had no room to argue, though. Since he was a ‘murderer’, nobody knew where or who the male would strike next, although he never killed humans (except for that one time). Even so, Eren flinched upon remembering what transpired.

Embarrassment coated his voice as he replied. “Ok, good.” Truthfully, some of the plan’s details were lost on him, but he got the jist of it. “They will probably be hiding in the catacombs, so we have to be careful. Even though the Titans don’t come out as night, they still like the darkness.” Ending his statement, the brunet forced his eyes to meet with hers, taking notice in the way she winced slightly. Not knowing what to do, the teen stayed silent. No comment was made about his… flashback.

"And yes, I’m sure," he added as the car came to a stop, having reached its destination. "Iv’e studied them for many years, I know their…’habits’. Eren got out, slamming the door behind him, looking at Mikasa with determination.

"So, let’s start."

iwillnotbowdowntothiscruelworld

Grabbing two flashlights from the back of the passenger seat before also getting out, Mikasa tossed one of the flashlights over to Eren, and took out the key. Scanning their surroundings for the door, she quickly spotted it on the back of a large white artificial boulder, and motioned for Eren to follow her, giving a confirming nod to Nerik to leave. After a moment’s hesitation, he complied, but not without once again asking her if Eren was stable enough to be in the field.

"Nerik, we wouldn’t have confirmation from the higher-ups if he weren’t stable enough," she scolded, although added, as an afterthought "Even if he were, I’d be able to handle him. Now go. Don’t risk this case for your worries."

With a last glance at Mikasa, Nerik drove off, leaving just Eren and herself alone. Bringing the key to the lock in the door, she twisted, and the door unlocked roughly, although it was obvious that they hadn't been opened in a good few decades or so. Gesturing to her companion to enter, Mikasa flicked on her flashlight and followed him in to the dark, closing the door behind them and locking it. She pulled the cord it hung on onto her neck, and pulled out the map.

"All right...we keep on going straight until we reach the first right. This looks like quite a way before we turn though, so it shouldn't be too hard to get lost." She looked back up to him, his features half hidden by the little light that they had. "You good?"

#sacrifes

earth-grrls-are-easy

Erwin is having none of Annie’s titan shit

kuro-shinozaki-deactivated20180

drew these for my blog [im in a creepy mood]

character: john watson

//whop whop i'm guessing you're referring to bbc sherlock john so this is on him

great character. martin freeman plays him hilariously.

Sheryl, mARY

i dunno...john and sweatyhands. although i wouldn't wish sweatyhands on anyone

he should stop befriending psychopaths. his mum should have told him that that ain't good for your health

i dont know. maybe that he was bi. y'know. representation. would have been nice to break away from the stereotypical we-are-so-close-but-oh-no-main-characters-can't-have-a-relationship

although it wouldn't be wise to get into a relationship with sherlock now that i think about it

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Assassin-

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Eren shifted, getting comfortable in the car, remembering not to use his injured wrist. Now that they were in close proximity, he could finally get a good look at the young detective. Her hair was cut shorter-to minimize injury, he guessed. Eren also saw that her fingers would fly up to her scarf, like an instinct. She looked to be about his age. What happened to you? Where are you, underneath everything?

Green eyes met obsidian ones. “Fine. You want something? I get back something. Tell me, how is the operation going to go? Am I going straight in for the kill? Or do I have to wait like some kind of pussy?” In his questioning, he forgot it wasn’t politically correct to speak of one’s.. way of doing things in such a manner. Nevertheless, the brunet plowed on. “I will tell you everything I know, which isn’t much. There doesn’t seem to be a motive. They are attracted to loud noises, that’s probably how they find their prey. For some reason, they don’t go out at night. Beats me; I always knew they were stupid. ”

At the questioning look Mikasa shot him, Eren continued. “You want to know how I know all of this? Let’s just say I’ve been in the business for a while.” That was the truth, the teen had started hunting down those bastards when.. when.. she-

Eyes shut at the onslaught of memories. Brown hair. Kind face. A smile. She was always smiling.. even when they..

With a massive effort the boy brought himself back to the present, hand covering his mouth. Somehow, Eren managed to swallow the bile. He blinked, noticing something wet on his cheek.

iwillnotbowdowntothiscruelworld

As Mikasa waited for Eren to reply, she had the distinct feeling that she was being observed, and her hand instinctively went up to her scarf in discomfort. Their eyes met, and she had to resist shifting uncomfortably under his intense emerald gaze.

"That’s fine. I would have to brief you, anyway," she said, and took out a mostly empty file from her coat pocket, only containing a complicated-looking map,a short list, and an old fashioned key on a strip of leather. "Neither. We’re infiltrating Wall Maria from the inside. Underneath, there are unused catacombs that have been locked for almost a century. We have the only key in or out of that place." She gestured to the key in the file, before opening up the map before him. "This is a map of the catacombs. The variety of ways we can get to where we assume they are are marked in different coloured lines. Naturally we’d need more than one way to them, as I doubt those catacombs are stable. It’ll only be us two inside, by the way, to keep us inconspicuous."

Mikasa’s brow furrowed at this new information. “In that case, their actions have been pretty…aberrant.” She paused for a moment to write down what Eren had told her onto the list. “Are you sure you haven’t seen them even hint-” Mikasa looked up to see the boy’s intense eyes in shock, his mouth covered and tears leaking down his cheeks. She thought he’d seen something behind her in the window, but when she looked closer, his eyes were almost glazed over, like he wasn’t in the present.

"Eren…" she said to him gently, putting a hand on his uninsured arm in an attempt to move him from his mind. Although she’d had the training for cases like these, stirring someone from shock was always a painful process. She suddenly realised that the reason for his murders could have been spurred by the traumatic moment he was swing in his mind, and visibly flinched. Murder is murder, she was told, there are no exceptions. It was times like these where she crudely hated that rule. She herself was even an exception, although she’d never tell anyone about that…

Hit by a splitting headache, she winced. This happened every time she thought about her past. That past. The smell of freshly made stew, the taste of blood, the smell of sweat, the feeling of wood shattering underneath her feet. For as much as she could recall, that memory was the most painful thing she’d ever experienced.

#sacrifes #this isn't properly accurate but oh well

character-eren

//Ah *sweats* okay...here i go

I feel like he needs a hug. or a billion hugs. or something like that somewhere he can live happily and safely, although i wish that on everyone in snk tbh

jean, annie, mikasa, armin, i think

eren/levi DON'T KILL ME PLEASE

unpopular opinion...well, how i don't ship him with levi is one, probably, ha. i can't think of any atm!

for him to not have been a titan, actually. i'd have liked him to have worked his way up to becoming a powerful and essential soldier

apriki

GIVE ME A CHARACTER;

iwillnotbowdowntothiscruelworld

and I’ll break them down:

How I feel about this character

All the people I ship romantically with this character

My non-romantic OTP for this character

My unpopular opinion about this character

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

hanpetos

thanks hanji

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Assassin-

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Eren was surprised. Here he was- locked up on no doubt a murder charge- and they were just letting him go? Simple as that? Well, it wasn’t that simple. He had to do their dirty work— but still, being in cohorts with a criminal? That was insane.

The brunet waited for her to finish, giving her a long look. He had options… no, not really, did he? Why should he agree to this ‘plan’( whatever that was) just to satisfy the police force? True, this would skillfully dispose of the bastards. And it would provide some entertainment; these walls were really starting to bore him. But he’d have to make sure to keep it under control. Quick. No flashiness. Neat. During those Titan killings, the boy hadn’t known what came over him. All he knew was when he came to, he felt disoriented, tired, and oddly happy. Almost like it was-

"I’ll do it," he answered, face set. Who knows why he said that. Maybe he was doing it for her. Maybe somehow these next events would trigger something, make the young woman remember. He hoped so. Even if the past was dangerously traumatic- Eren couldn’t deny the pang of hurt that followed her cold movements.

Keep it safe.

Even if he was a killer, he didn’t want any civilians injured. One time he let his guard down, and- Eren would never forget the look of horror on the lady’s face upon seeing the assassin after his kill. “Oh, and by the way, I don’t. Have any money.” He drummed his fingers on the table. “To be honest, I am a little disappointed that you’d think I’d keep the bastards money,” -He shuddered at the thought of that- “No, I give it away. No use for it anyway,” Eren waved his hand, signaling an end to that topic.

"Anyway… When do we start? Can we go now?" Green eyes shined. He couldn’t help his excitement at the thought of ending them. Maybe then the nightmares would finally end. "Well?" he prompted, staring at Mikasa, smiling slightly.

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Mikasa allowed herself a small smile at his acceptance. "Thank you, Mr Jeager." Back to the formalities, she hoped he noticed. Something of a reward for his cooperation, she guessed. She hadn't had as many cases as some of the other people in the force, but she had more experience than an ordinary rookie, at least, so she'd gotten the knack of handling people the way the older ones always talked on about. Taking on a large case less than a year previous-and solving it at that- had also boosted her confidence and strength considerably. Not to mention the familiarity she'd gained as a cop before she decided on taking the considerably less bloody route of a detective inspector.

Almost getting carried away about her past, she nearly missed Eren's words, and jerked out of her mind quickly. "Oh, no. Of course." As they'd suspected. But it was good just to make sure.

Turning her head towards the one-way glass, she gave a firm nod, then turned back to Eren. "Right now. Unless you have anything more important to do, in which case, I'll tell you now, in regards to your life anywhere else other than this case, you're in jail for manslaughter. I hope you planned in advance and kept your timetable clear," she told him, somewhat dryly, as Nerik came in and unhooked Eren from the table, but kept him cuffed.

"Hey. Take him by his other arm," said Mikasa, after noticing how the police officer was pulling Eren out on his injured one. "He's useful to us. We wouldn't want to break him any more than he already did to him himself." Nerik obliged gruffly, and the three of them went outside, to Nerik's police car. Shoving Eren to the back, Nerik got in the driver's seat, and turned to the passenger seat, expecting Mikasa to be there. Smirking, Mikasa pulled herself in at the back, and shut the door.

"I'm to question him as we go there, remember? Now, drive. We don't have much time as it is." She waited until the car started moving before beginning to talk to the murderer beside her. "So. We have an hour, maybe more. Tell me everything we'll need to know about dealing with the Titans."

#sacrifes

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Ahoy there, maties! Welcome to the Krusty Krab! [He ushers you into the restaurant, leading you to a table.] This looks like yer first time here, arrr ar ar ar! Can I take yer order?

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"Heh. Don’t play games with me, Eugene," Light sneers. "I’ve lost my appetite…. You know exactly why I’m here. You know what you’ve done. It’s all over." He reaches into his tote bag and pulls out a black book, hand hovering over the cover. "Are you ready to atone for your sins?"

Roleplayer me

sometimes I'm all like: oh god I can't write more than 3 lines

but other time: here have 3 paragraphs

but then you have those moments: take my novel.

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"-It’s been fine for the most part! Although, I think Sasha’s caught herself a cold, and Ymir’s told me to stay away from her for the time being…" Krista said, laughing. "But I’ve always been one who loves snow, so I’ve really been enjoying this winter!"

Krista came and sat next to Mikasa, dusting the flattened snow off of her boots. “What about yours?” Krista asked, crossing her ankles over one another, like she was taught to do as a girl.

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"Yes, it's been satisfactory. Nothing inconvenient happened, although I would have enjoyed the day more if it weren't so cold. Snow is indeed nice. At least, visually..." Stunning, yet potentially lethal. Like the world we live in, she thought. But those dark thoughts were extinguished with one look to her cute companion.

"Would you like some hot chocolate? Even if you like the snow, you should care to keep yourself warm." Mikasa found the young woman looked a little frosty on the edges, and stood up to go and make some.

#sorry this took so long! i've been a bit busy :/#beautykuri