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[cherrypop-slacker]

"Ne, ne, when did you get your dick piercing?" - theblondmenace

Oso thought for a moment  the memory was fuzzy “Two years ago I think...I was hammered and got dared to get *something* pierced, soo I thought why not put a bar through it?” he smiled giving a bit of a shrug @theblondmenace

[hellscythearts-moved]

Commission Request from @clockworkreaper

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[cyclone-kicker-blog]

@pumpupblonde

“Are you here to break my other leg? I’ll have you know I can call guards over to me on a whim with the click of a button now if you try to assault me.”

[ayyoari]

Bertholdt had found them finally, he couldn't believe it. It had taken months to search for them, and even longer to figure out the location. When he had opened to the door to the area he wasn't sure what to believe. Armin was there, malnourished and almost dead but his chest was rising and falling. "Thank god..." He mumbled, reaching out to them "Armin...hey..."

Over the months after he and his other friends from the 104th squad, the ones that Levi took in, were subjected to anything but delicate care. Beaten, abused, neglected, even murdered for the point of seeing what made you tick. One by one, varied times in between mutilations, the others had been forced to watch their friends be killed in front of them- first off was Mikasa, and then Connie, Sasha, Jean…After each death, they even tried to get them to eat their fallen’s remains. Historia was kept for trade, Eren for the government, and they left Armin there to rot. He had no idea how long he was there, maybe a few days, but right now he thought he might as well of been dead.He was laying on the ground now, hands chained behind his back, the chain connected to the wall, and he was near ready to just give up and accept death. His eyes were starting to close, but as they were, though, he swore his ears were deceiving him, for he heard something sounding like a door creaking open. After a few moments, he managed to look over to the source, blink to try to see who it was. “B… bertholdt?…” Armin’s voice was dry and raspy from dehydration, and though he was speaking as normally as possible, it barely came up above a whisper.sweatingwarriorbertholdt

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Annie sits down next to Marlo and says nothing as she rests her chin on his shoulder.

''Hello dear. Is everything okay?''

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