#red string meme

[malakiart]

Yesterday my dear friend @deadbrainart​ asked me “What is Phantom Manor?”

Me:

I’m sure he wish he never asked :V

[genderfluid-shitposts]

[redporkpadthai]

TODAY I LEARNED

TiL that the Tarkovsky meme: 

is a picture of Tarkovsky himself and NOT that guy from It’s Always Sunny:

[whatsinmybasement-blog]

"Red String of Fate"((? if you want to~))

Leave “Red String of Fate” in my askbox

I’ll generate a number from 1-77 (YES SEVENTY SEVEN OPTIONS!) to see what is in our muse’s destinies then I’ll write some drabble based on the number generated.

40. Our muses are destined to fall in love on their daily commute

materialistichedonism

There was nothing that Eren hated more then the monotony of going to school every morning on the 6:48 AM train. He hated the noisy, hot enclosed space. He hated that it was 6:48. Not 6:45, 6:48. He would’ve broken the damn clock if he had a chance.

The people were always sweaty and gross. There was always the one guy that coughed and rubbed his hand every where. Usually Eren just sat and listened to music. Sometimes he’d play a game on his phone, or do homework, but usually he just tried to listen to music.

It didn’t help that part of the problem was…he just didn’t want to go to school. He hated homework…really he just hated it all around.

This particular day, however, he had noticed a girl he had never seen before. She had taken her seat directly across from him and Eren couldn’t stop staring at her, her dark hair was lovely.

Like most people, she kept to herself on the train ride, as did Eren, though one day, the train was a bit more crowded that normal, Eren didn’t even get a seat. It pissed him off, but he shut up when he got to stand next to the girl.

He did his best not to look at her too much, that is…until the train lurched forward and he landed practically on top of her. “Shit, fucking train!” he grumbled and stared at her. “I, uh…you okay?” he asked. The girl nodded silently.

"I’m Eren, what’s your name?" he asked, standing back up, in front of her. When she responded with Tanja, he smiled and nodded. "That’s a nice name." Eren had a feeling this wouldn’t be the last time he met her.

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red string of fate //take your time

Leave “Red String of Fate” in my askbox

I’ll generate a number from 1-77 (YES SEVENTY SEVEN OPTIONS!) to see what is in our muse’s destinies then I’ll write some drabble based on the number generated.

17. Our muses are destined to be the death of one another

Though he often denied it, Eren had always know he would be his own demise. He probably wouldn’t have accepted death any other way. Deep in his heart, he’d always known he was reckless. So reckless.

For a moment all he could see was his friends faces. He wondered if Connie, Sasha, Jean, Historia…would even miss him? They needed his power, sure…but had he really been strong enough to do anything to protect them…maybe they would be happy he was out of the way. If Jean cried…Eren would be impressed.

He wasn’t sure why he wasn’t healing. Of course maybe that was why he had been so crazy in the first place, he figured he was untouchable…nothing could hurt him. He let out a choked noise…it wasn’t a sob exactly…Eren wasn’t crying, but it held a hint of pain and sorrow.

He wondered if Levi was disappointed in him. Probably. Shitty brat. The man had always said he was to make a choice and not regret it. Did he regret this? He wasn’t really sure. Had his life really even matter? Humanity’s hope. That sure was a joke.

How was he supposed to protect the people he cared about now?

If he could he would’ve apologized to Armin, for not taking him to see the ocean. It had been his dream…their dream…Armin would just have to see it for both of them now. Eren was certain the boy would make it, though he never believed in himself, Eren always knew Armin was strong.

He could feel the blood seeping from his back, staining his clothes. “Stupid, Eren…you’re stupid!” he snarled at himself, his fist clenched tightly on his chest as he gasped to find the air he needed to breathe.

He thought of all the times Mikasa had yelled at him to be careful.  All the times his Mother had yelled at as a little boy. He’d be happy to see her again. Mikasa was right. He was certain she’d probably be mad at him. He had promised he’d always be with her. He didn’t know why he constantly made promises he couldn’t keep.

He felt his heart slowing, he really had lost far too much blood. “Dumbass…” he scoffed to himself. How had he been so stupid…his friends would never forgive him. And as his consciousness began to fade…he could only hope that eventually his friends would be free from the pain of this cruel world. 

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Red string of fate

24. Our muses are destined for greatness

{ Whatever that means }

[elegancesama]

Red string of fate!

28: Our muses are destined to take over the worldYou will be my cute sidekick.

[poison-apple-prince]

"Can I trust you?"

"Yes. I mean we have nothing else to lose, we’re already in here to die."