#bunnyboyarlert

[bunnyboyarlert]

Hello~ I'm finally back in business!

Indie Armin Arlert Modern AU blog!

Singleship Semi nsfw friendly 4 years rping experience 2nd time making this blog Follows back: All rp blogs

Mun: Name: Splen Male  14  PST timezone

[leaderoftheyakuza]

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"Jesus Fucking Christ, more of you assholes seem to be coming by the second." He sighed, shaking his head. "What the fuck do you want?" 

[itsjeankirschtein]

u and bunnyboyarlert are the cutest things in the universe omg

"Ffffuuuuuu- AAARRRRMIIIIIIIN."

[humanitysmostpowerfulsoldie-blog]

bunnyboyarlert replied to your post: ♦.

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[hELLO FRIEND. CAN I CALL YOU FRIEND. OKAY? OKAY.]

[askarminyan]

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//I seriously feel like I graduated amg. To be told by this by an Armin sempai, just, I can’t—

[itsjeankirschtein]

((GOOD)) "Jean.. its okay that you didn't.. no one blames you.. But.. go ahead and let it out.."

Jean pressed into Armin, wanting nothing more than to be comforted. He knew everyone was going through something similar, but at least they had other people to go to. Sometimes Jean felt like there was no one, because after all, he pushed everyone away.

[itsjeankirschtein]

(( i h AtE YOU)) Not even trying to use his words as comfort, Armin held onto the other boy, rubbing small circles in his back, letting him cry it out. "He'd never say it was your fault.. No one would.."

Taking shaking breaths, Jean did his best to calm himself, but it was just too hard. Trying to deal with the death of his best friend silently was taking its toll on him until finally it had just exploded. "I could've... saved... him..."

[itsjeankirschtein]

(( EVEN I AM GETTING THE FEELS. ITS HARD TO ROLEPLAY FLAQY WHEN GETTING THESE FEELS)) Seeing him shake from his sobs, Armin stepped closer to Jean, slowly wrapping his Arms around the other, hugging him tight. "It'll be okay.. "

"M... marco--!" Jean couldn't help it. Even with Armin's help, nothing was working. The memory of his best friend was so vivid behind his eyelids he just couldn't escape it. "I-i'm sorry," he muttered, as if in a trance while he cried. "...i-it's all... it's all my fault..."