#bfmet

[freisin]

Hmm. I’m in the mood for some deep fried hell spawn.

i wanted a talk not a full on roast smh 

[chieftaiins]

careful with that tea chief

⍀ ﾟ 〢 ｡       ⸻                ⌜  @bfmet  ⌟

                                       ❛     ah——   !!    hot  !!      ❜

[dcive]

“                IT’S RAINING   ...     ”   you splutter behind rows of cluttering teeth   ,   digits pulled across the cloak to shelter this body of yours  /  all copper wrought  /  from the fall of your hair to the nadir of your guts  /  flowering under this arcane of bone  /  a churchyard abandoned as man fled without his god  /  where your corrosion grew poppies  /  carmine as the inside of an open wound  /  carmine as his mouth  /  as these ruined wings .  (  can you really defeat the masses when your opinions are cracking at the seams ?  /  but if the plan succeeds   ...   they’ll manage to close the wall we’ve worked so hard to build  /  who cares   ...   ?  /  are you kidding me ?!  you dumb assholes !  /  are you starting to feel compassion for this evil race ?  /  DIE ! die die die !  )  there is no rest for the wicked  /  the rampant  /  the ones that run to set the world on fire   ,  &  yet   ,   here you still stand   ,   hero - boy   ,   upon a branch with your face impassive .  blood  /  lost against the murky depths . 

“     somethings on your mind   ...   wanna tell it to the class ?     ”                    @bfmet ✶‘d

[leadersguilt]

    “      HEY   ,   HOOVER  !!  you did really well out in the fields today   ,   not that you don’t in general          but you were really good today  !  y’sure you’re not keeping any top secrets from the rest of us ?!      ”           @bfmet

[leadersguilt]

Kills u.

is dead.

[liberons]

⌜     (     STARTER  CALL     ) ▷▷            ❛    FT.   BERTOLT  HOOVER   !       @bfmet​    :

silver  pristine   /   in   ligaments   woven  'round  him.             only standing  /  forged of the weight  borne  on himself ;  of  his own  self.   caged in pseudo-marble,   cast by sweat  &  fear ;  hardened by panicked  waste .    a martyr ready to perish.   that’s all he is .   in antemortem :   just that .    just when his world comes crashing.   just  what  does a fallen lamb see,  once its mane begins to grow ?    levi wonders in little more than faint care,   steps stopping just short of the  ex - solider 's  chains.               ❛     you done  sleeping  now  ?    ❜ 

[gosutm-archived]

“I FOLLOW YOU BECAUSE…”      /      accepting!

bfmet said :  I follow u because u and ur blog are A+++ and I really enjoy seeing u on my dash !!

[wolfstillhasclaws]

@bfmet liked for a starter. 

  Arms folded ahead of her chest tightly, the green of her stare followed the trainees in the air as the edge of their blades destroyed the nape of wooden titan dummies with fast space.

  It was rare occasion Lucy Harlow was ordered to help out the training of the future soldiers. It was possible the trainees did not like her for her forever aloof expression and how she ordered them to keep going till their limbs appeared to be trembling, not paying attention to the weather conditions either. But although they perhaps didn't see, sometimes one corner of her thin lips twitched into a content smile when she saw the potential in some of them.

  Her legs carried her next to the tall, young man when all the dummies lied on the dirt of the ground, broken. His instructor spoke well of him, in her opinion too. ❝ You performed very well today. ❞ she speaks in a matter-of-fact tone, a pause appeared till she mused on his name, but she could not recall it. ❝ Work on your self-confidence and you will make a great soldier one day. ❞