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✘— — ooc { So basically I just got a new job after trying to get one for a really damn long time and it's going to kind of take up a lot of my time I really love SnK and I want to write and enjoy the fandom but after all of this I dunno if I'll be able to very much. Buhhhh. Guess we'll see. }
-Puts it in you.-
✘— — ooc { Sorry I haven't been around much I've been busy. asdhjashdk }
-Holds out hand for birthday blowjob.- 8l
“WH- WHY WOULD YOU ASK FOR THAT SO CASUALLY?! IT’S NOT SOMETHING I CAN JUST PUT IN YOUR HAND!”
✘— — ooc { Bedtime~ See you guys tomorrow. }
[ ooc; Hmm okay then XD hmm…not really…do you wanna do an AU?]
✘— — ooc { Hm. Maaaaaaybe. But I kind of don't want to take away from all of the fear and general titan joy, ahahaha. Ohhh we can do back in trainee time maybe? Things were a bit more chill then! I will think more about it. :D }
[ ooc; EREEEEEEEEN! -let’s you stroke muse’s bald head- hmm…either is fine with me. But if you’re more comfortable and have more ideas for the past then its okay XD ]
✘— — ooc { Hmmm, I will think about it tonight while I sleep! -pets the head.- It's a bit difficult because they're separated so much, BUT THAT'S JUST A CHALLENGE. You didn't have any special plot twists in mind, didja? xD }
scout-springer replied to your post: ✘— — ooc { All caught up on EVERYTHING. YAYYYY....
[ ooc; I don’t mind plotting with you or just do a random rp ^^]
✘— — ooc { COOOOOOOOOONNIE. -strokes.- That's sounds peachy! We'd have to make it a bit in the past if we wanted a calm conversation though? Or I suppose they could be out scouting or something. <: }
✘— — ooc { All caught up on EVERYTHING. YAYYYY. -victory screeches.- Does anyone else want a thread? We can plot! Plot yes. Plot. }
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The man had been rather busy, but that wasn’t anything new. Today however, he had plans to actually have a chance to speak to Eren one on one. It was rather rare of him, most especially considering the young man was constantly out and about with Rivaille, but he supposed now that they were all in one place that me might as well see how he was doing.
“Ah! Jaeger, you’re a difficult one to pin down. How have you been lately?” Hopefully his corporal hadn’t been too….well….himself towards the Titan shifter.
✘— — "Oh— Commander Irvin." The youth set aside his maneuver gear, which he had been in the process of scrubbing with a tarnished cloth, and stood to salute his superior with a stern expression. The Lance Corporal had made it quite clear to him that cleanliness was an important aspect of any military, and was not be be neglected, much to Eren's displeasure. "As well as can be expected, sir, all things considered." He gave a solid nod. "Did you need me for something?" The commander seemed in good spirits today, which would be good for everyone's morale, even Eren feeling at bit at ease with this casual appearance.
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What’s this? Did he hit his head or is there two Eren’s standing in front of him? Rubbing his neck, the corporal shook his head and rubbed between his eyes briefly as a sign of exhaustion before attending the young ones before him. “—Is there something you need?”
✘— — "Just bringing some paperwork the commander asked me to run to ya, sir." Eren's optics moved warily over the corporal, wondering if a foul mood had taken him and if he would possibly bear it's consequences. In his hands was a packet of tarnished texts, the recruit hadn't bothered to look at them closely, it would all be foreign to him anyway.
"Not to be offensive, sir, but is something wrong?" His curiosity was a ravenous thing at his age, he knew he was chancing the other man's temper, causing him to deepen his frown a bit. "You seem... distracted."
unable to sleep.
Damien could barely pay attention to the sound of footsteps crushing on the crispy grass. But he did hear someone shouting.
Calling out to someone.
Then his eyes took notice of the solid figure in front of him.
The spirit would usually ignore it like he did to the walls and buildings. Even people. And just walk pass by it. But somehow this was different. It made him stop, and took notice of what blocked his way. A stranger, which he can’t describe well, was reaching out to him, talking to him. But the scout can see those emerald hues looking directly at his path. Their eyes met, and Damien could only assume one thing.
….This person can see him.
Damien stared confused at the boy, a clearer image starting to form in his vision. He questioned the stranger for a while, the sense of familiarity dawning in him. Did he saw this kid before? But a memory can’t register anything properly at the moment. Even those questions that just rippled away into an ending, fading echo. The ravenette was too occupied the next second, trying to form words, which ended up saying nothing.
The dead took a step back, making a silent sigh, and looked around. However, questions like ‘Where am I?’ , ‘How did I got here?’ didn’t checked in his mind. Damien just merely looked at his surroundings without a word and turned back at the young lad.
“…..” The spirit was at lost for words. But he opened his mouth again to try, only to say things that no one can distinguish. “..Gh..hu…f-frllgh…” The voice was gurgling, as if blood was clogging his throat or something. Damien coughed, almost looked pained trying to speak.
✘— — As soon as the wispy figure returned his gaze, Eren felt the chill like never before, it was so intense it could only be referenced as bitingly cold. His skin prickled in goose-bumps, those lack-luster eyes sinking into him were so familiar. Oh yes, he'd seen eyes like these once before— On the recruits that had died. He would've taken a step back, but was frozen in place. This couldn't be real. Ghosts didn't exist, his mother had told him that time and time again, as had his father, long ago. Titans were physical, hard and made of flesh, whatever this was held no more weight or density than a cloud. Suddenly the figure seemed to gag, startling him but also shaking him to his senses. "Hey now, take it easy!" His fear came and receded like waves upon a beach, drawing away and creeping back with the tide of his thoughts, which were beginning to rationalize. He supposed telling someone who he suspected was already dead to 'take it easy' was in bad taste, but he couldn't exactly revoke his words. His hand had inched that little bit foreword, his fingertips phasing through the man's shoulder, almost like he had reached into a bowl of ice water. "..." As he retracted his hand, he mused this, flexing his fingers gingerly. "Are you... dead?" Not the most suave way to ask, but the dark-haired boy was never very good at being subtle.
“Ugh…Your so loud.” Looking away she mumbled “You don’t need to say everything that pops into your stupid head. Have some self control.”
✘— — "..." Eren averted his eyes, the aggravation still showing in his features, but less prominent, almost resembling a grimacing child. Unknowingly he seemed to be taking his frustrations out on his fellow recruit, when none of his problems stemmed from her int he first place. He gritted his teeth, but released it with a sigh. "Sorry," He mumbled, resentment flashing across his eyes. "Guess I have too much stuff on my mind." Was he looking for a fight? Perhaps. The youth wasn't sure, hands hanging idle at his sides, but itching with need for activity. Raising his moody hues to look at her, a strange emotion flickered like a candle flame across his face. "Annie, would you spar with me?"
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((/hands you a mug of coffee/ ; u ;))
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//drinksallofyourcoffeeandruns
✘— — ooc { PETRA GAVE ME COFFEE BUT THEN ANNIE TOOK IT OMGGGG COME BACK }
