#captainshawty

[cercilia]

my internet bucketlist

annoy the heck out of captainshawty 2k14

[obligxtus-blog-blog-blog]

✘ sup (hope you don't mind me sending you this oop)

I think you’re missing out, I think you’re dumbing it down; you’re past the point of owning up to your words. - The Fortunate ✘ Cartel

♞  ▎ Anyone who went out of their way to go to the ‘great’ Corporal Levi was putting themselves smack-dab in the center of a suicide mission. Humanity’s Strongest had a reputation— not the most pleasant. Hard to swallow, as smooth as a floor made entirely of broken glass. A hefty gall was required to approach him. If there was any group of people who had no reason to be within a breath of him, it was anyone from the Police. It wasn’t ever clear whether or not he actually had a personal vendetta against them or not—

Suggesting that would be a lie. Of course he did. Most people did, but something white-hot burned between the Unicorn-Backs and the rest of society. If there was a poster child that could be pinged right away, it was Levi. Nile knew this well and took it with a grain of salt— or rather an entire handful —when he actually needed to approach him for a reason. Strictly business. He would be out of there in no time. Hopefully.

No notice. No appointment. He just showed up, rather pushing his way into the man’s office without explicit permission. What could he do? Call the cops…? He was already dealing with the cops. He couldn’t do shit. Nile opened immediately with what he needed to say—

"I need a status report on Jaeger. No frills. Just tell me what I need to know so I can get away from this place. I don’t like being around you longer than I have to."

He couldn’t just toss one of his men into this It had to be himself.

The definition of the unfortunate.

[cercilia]

Wake up. Eat breakfast. Go to school.

This hellish regiment is her day to day life, but on weekends switch 'school' with 'work'. She's so used to it now that her bodily functions is on auto the moment she opens her eyes. This is probably her everyday life ever since she graduated from high school. Until of course, she gets a full time job, but how much will that change?

Wednesday is the day where it's not quite there yet. Just two more days until she can wake a bit more later, Unfortunately, it is raining worse than yesterday, so she had to run to the subway before the rain fully drenches her. Thankfully, the entrance to the subway is close to her rented apartment.

People both wet and mostly dry crowds the area, and a thrumming murmur could be heard around her as she pushes her way through. Gripping her side slung bag tightly by the straps, the college female pauses as she felt something within her chest. Oh no.. She thought, horrified as the realization came through. Immediately, she looks around, and for a moment couldn't see anything as her legs carries her somewhere.

Then, she sees him.

This man is short as hell, with a strange undercut which begs a raised eyebrow, and also...how old is he? He does not seem to be her age, but he isn't also her dad's age either. Perhaps something in between..but why him?

"Mister, don't tell me..." Yue's voice suddenly cracks as she walks near him, ignoring the passing people as the light upon her chest grows stronger and stronger. 

Just as she stops before him, she realizes that they are the same height.  For a few seconds, she stands there speechless. That however, quickly changes as a stifled laughter bubbles out of her throat, and then followed by a real giggle.

[seasrp-blog]

Fallen From Grace

Eren pulled harshly at the small metal zipper, that stubbornly refused to let his white leather jacket stay closed. It felt tight against his shoulder blades, and the black and white winged emblem, was stretched as taught as it could be. 

"This isn't even my goddamn jacket...Jean what the fuck!" He swore, as said asshole walked briskly past him, laughing his merry way through and out the exit for the male locker room. 

Clearly, the fucker had thought it'd be funny to switch his usual size for the women's cut. His arms could barely fit through and he was almost late as it was to the role call. No time to change, no time to look for another substitute. He'd get disciplined for certain...and it was all that smug bastards fault! 

"Goddamnit, zip up already." He finally managed to drag the zipper up to his adams apple and stretched his arms out to test for his approximate dexterity in the material. 

"At least I can lift my arms up, I'll ask Marco if he has a spare during recreation." He muttered to himself. 

He scanned the hallway for any superior officers who might be patrolling about looking for less than punctual deviants. 

That's me. 

Seeing no one he marched swiftly to the briefing room and tried to quietly maneuver himself into place next to Armin, who shifted to make room upon seeing him. But they weren't quick enough...

"A330 JAEGER!" 

Eren groaned quietly and stood up to execute a desperate salute. 

"Present, sir." He iterated. 

"You have an assigned today, retrieved 7/30/23 at 0900 HR. Elemental, Enhanced Strength, Caucasian, Male, Level 5, Priority 5." He listed off the chart, pausing only before the last two categorizations. 

Rightly so, the intake of breath was nearly simultaneous between every being in the room. Eren could hear the restrained whispers behind him.

"Sir, mutual level and prioritization at such an elevated degree? With no prior evaluation? Shouldn't this be a case for the Trial sector?" Eren questioned partially stunned. 

"No, he's bring processed directly to be Proselytized." Proselytized without a proper Purge? Without the Trial sector to evaluate and concur on the appropriate penalty...it was all extraordinarily rash. 

"The Doxy agreed to this?" He was pushing it, and he knew it...but why were the regulations being thrown out the window? 

"For D225 Ackerman, Levi they had very little choice." 

And suddenly it all made sense. 

[carlayeager-blog]

i see you hatin' (wanna know what's in eren's basement? me)

HOW DARE I DIDN’T SPEND MY AGONIZING LAST MOMENTS IN THE CRUMBLING REMNANTS OF OUR HOME JUST FOR YOU TO USE ITS MEMORY AS A EUPHEMISM FOR MY SON’S HAMSTER HOLE 

[scoutingtitanyaeger]

 angry-midget-with-a-cravat said: Excuse you. {{This true LOL these are in order and they are getting smaller- must be the age}}

 captainshawty said: ah yes, they’re getting more life-sized {{YO! I swear they are getting better at their merch. LOL }}

[corporalhothead]

❤ (is it possible to do levicest idk feel free to ignore if you want \o/)

6. Your muse goes down on mine.

Levi bit his lip softly as he slowly ran a hand through the other man's hair, his other hand resting beneath his head as he glanced down. "So would this count as getting a blowjob or sucking my own dick?"

[petrifiedx-blog]

Continued from here.

    She should have been more attentive, she should have paid attention to     how he was feeling. He was so good at hiding it, so good at pretending     things didn't matter when they did. If she had known, she wouldn't have     kept pressing. She was an understanding person, she didn't want to     hurt him.

    But now, her skin stung at the force of the other's hand. Fingers moved     to graze it gently, her breathing becoming short. Bile was pooling up     inside of her stomach, threatening to choke her, and at that moment,     she almost wished it would. If only she could disappear into the walls.

    Petra took a few reluctant steps back, afraid that we would hit her again.     She wanted to apologize, but the words would not come out. She was     far too shaken to even truly comprehend what had happened. His     apology run in her ears, but she couldn't hear it. There was only the     sound of his slap replaying in her mind. Only his question.

                                                                                         What have you done?

    Taking a deep breath, she shook her head. What had she done? How     had she forced him to react in such a way? Clenching her teeth tight,     Petra tried to push the thought away.

          "I-I'll...I'm sorry. I'll make you some tea, if you'd             like,"