#vindicemdeum

[ladyofthekuchikiclan]

Wigglee in here with sprinkles and love and cries on here. I miss my king, I miss my ren baby.

OMF. WEEPS. LUCA. QUEEN. ‘3w[pro;sgjaroeisdh dO YOU HAVE INTERNET. ;3; I missed ya. Pushes all love and sprinkles back.

[movesliketitanjaeger-blog]

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Ω - Got any Tumblr “Senpai’s” and if so who?

[ Idk why you're on gray for that symbol, but okay. ahaha Uh... lemme see... ]

orderandsophism

rivaille-heichou

marcoleaderbodt

vindicem-deum

rivaillevi-heichou

[ I'm pretty sure I'm forgetting a few, but my brain's in the deadzone right now. Sorry, gray. ]

[abweichenarchive]

;;brings a cup of tea.

Ah, Eren, thank you! What's the occasion? 

[baciossee]

I'm gonna need your help bro, there's a body we gotta get rid of.

      I'll get the bricks and the boat~!                    You gotta find a good spot in the lake okay? 

[scarlet-knight-blog]

ARE THE TITS STILL ALIVE.

"Define alive."

[ Her breast are part oh her, and she is in fact very alive. Technically, her tits would count as being alive --which is still an odd phrase. ]

[abweichenarchive]

;;sneaks mom-chou a rice cake.

And this is the reason Eren is the favorite.

[femaletitantype]

Must she test everything? What about that tongue makes it so quick to snip and jibe at lash out. He'll never understand; hers is subtle and soft and venomous. His is loud and expressive and clumsy. How can the dog understand the cat's whims? Still. Why must she jab at everything?

♛ — ;           As if the lion needs to explain it’s own purposes to the lambs, to cater and court them around into an understanding that is beyond their feeble bleating. Explanation serves no purpose, only a standstill acknowledgement of words that barely breach the surface of a skull refuse the crack of logic’s gavel. Experience on the other, is the best served teacher that mortality can find, a fleeting survival and fissure of known memories and instinct.  

                     To question and to pry at gaping wounds with maws of craven deceit and intent is the epitome of Mimisbrunnr gift, and she cherishes any opportunity given unto her. Even if the looks and harbored whispers of spite echo in eardrums hardly healed from a boxing.  

                    “—You make quite a spectacle staring like a slack-jawed idiot, you know. Or is that you glaring? I can never tell." 

[scarlet-knight-blog]

;glares at his mortal enemies, those fleshy lethal breasts.

"Hey kid. It's not polite to stare." 

Right tit: Why do you think he looks so angry?

Left tit: Because he has no penis. Have you seen his titan transformation?

Right tit: *snickers*