#Regina eren

[karizard-ao3]

Eren as Regina telling Cadykasa “so you agree you’re really pretty” 😭

Cady Mikasa, lacking high school social skills and still getting her bearings, simply responds, "I have symmetrical features and big eyes so I suppose I must be a little attractive." Regina Eren has no idea how to respond so he just snorts and leaves to go blush to himself about those same big eyes and symmetrical features.

[thedepthsofhell]

because would you really watch the same scenes, see the same visuals, see all the looks, all the acting, listen to the same songs playing if they were a boy and a girl and NOT thing there was romantic subtext or implication?

these people's arguments are incredibly invalid from the moment such a simple question is asked and the plain homofobia revealed lol

i know people have been saying this (i've also been saying it for years) but i 10000% believe that if will was a girl, EVERYONE would realize that byler is superior to mileven. they would see that mike and will have undeniable chemistry and they wouldn't say "can't people just be friends" (a thing people only say when it's a queer ship) or "why do you have to make everything gay" or "they're just friends" (are friends electric guys??). general audiences are way more likely to notice chemistry between a girl and boy than a boy and a boy. it has to spelled out very obviously apparently because they have no media literacy, unlike byler who has been built up more subtly. byler is a big example of this because everyone is so blind when it comes to them.

if will was a girl and NOTHING else changed, the lip glances, the blushing, the flirting, etc... even milevens would know that they were building something up between mike and will. it's internalized homophobia (or just outright homophobia with some people) that's keeping people from seeing the light!

anyway, all of this to say, byler is endgame 💙💛

[itsnathateasy]

"a slip of the tongue"

in which these aot characters tell you that they love you on accident, early relationship includes: eren, armin, jean, ymir, hange, levi & erwin warnings: mentions of alcohol word count: 3,5k

massive thank you to @satorella for requesting this cause i was in a terrible writer's block hehe hope you like it!🧁

“You shouldn’t have done that and I did warn you, y/n! Don’t try and blame it on me now!” Eren yelled from the bedroom. He was right, he had warned you not to plug a bunch of energy intensive devices at once. This place was old and the high power demand often resulted in you literally staying in the dark for a while. “And what was I supposed to do? Stop cooking or turn the radiators off?” You said, annoyed. This house really did suck and your current situation had become a common occurrence. ��The landlady said you’d better use the off-peak electricity. But do you ever listen...” He said as he rummaged in the dark, probably looking for his phone. “You’re not being fair now. I haven’t caused any trouble in weeks! It’s not my fault the system is shit!” You noticed a bright light, meaning Eren had found his phone. The light quickly illuminated the panelboard, right next to the bathroom door. Eren flicked a couple of switches, then walked towards you and wrapped an arm around your waist, leading you to the living room. “Take a seat, I’ll call the landlady again, tell her I’ll have to go check in the basement too.” “Do you really have to?” You pouted. Usually, the tech thingy he did in the panelboard was enough to get your house back to normal. Apparently, this was one of the times when it didn’t suffice. “I love you too much to have you electrocute yourself on accident, y/n.” He typed the landlady’s number and waited for her to respond. You waited and waited, but she wouldn’t pick up. Defeated, he let his weight fall next to you on the couch. “Looks like we’ll have to use an extra jumper today, y/n. Can’t go down in the basement without her permission. Not after she called the cops on me the previous time!” You both laughed as you recalled the incident. “Want me to go ring her doorbell or something?” You offered. In all honesty, you felt bad for causing this much trouble again. “Not yet. I’ll call again in a bit. In the meantime… We could cuddle for a while? It’s always better when it gets a little bit chilly, don’t you think?” You scoffed, opening your arms so he could snuggle in your embrace. “Can you also run your fingers through my hair? I like it when you do that.” He said, eyes turning towards you, a pleading look on his face. “Demanding, aren’t we?” You said as you thread your fingers through his messy hair. “Well, do you still want me to sort your electrical problems miss? Cause I could leave this very instant!” “Ah, you could? You literally begged me to cuddle you and touch your hair! And don’t think I didn’t catch that “I love you too much” you spilled earlier, mister!” You heard him gulp and he immediately stood up, trying to escape you. “Aaand that’s my cue to call your landlady again!” “Won’t you rather cuddle now that it’s getting chilly, Eren?”

Armin’s head was gently pressed against your belly, your hand rummaging through his soft, blond hair. Tangled with each other under the covers in bed, you were watching a film and attempted to calm down together after a long day. “Unbelievable how Regina manipulated everyone so successfully! Is that were you get your tricks from?” He joked as he turned his face up towards you, making sure he caught your reaction. “I’m manipulative?!? Whoa, Armin, and here I thought you loved me!” He giggled as you pushed him away from you, throwing the blanket over him, completely covering him. He was quick to uncover himself and stood on his knees in front of you as you did your best to push him away with a pillow. “I do love you! But it’s funny cause you always make me do whatever you say. I’m powerless when it comes to you. You say “I want muffins”, I’m baking them. You say “Let’s watch Mean Girls” and I’m in your arms like a baby. I’m “head empty, only y/n” when it comes to you! And don’t deny it, cause I know you love it too!” He was finally able to steal the pillow from your hands, only to throw it back on you, commencing a vicious pillow fight. You struggled to catch your breath between your fake fight and fits of laughter. When your battle was over, you plopped yourselves back on the bed, tired from all the fighting, Armin’s head in your lap again. “You know, that’s your first time saying that you love me.” “I haven’t said it yet? Though I do mean to. Just don’t want to come off real strong, you know? We’ve only been dating a few months and-” “Armin! You said you loved me but that you’re useless when it comes to me or something!” “Hey, I never said useless!” He jumped up to face you as he spoke. “Oh, so you DID say you love me?” Armin sighed, burying his face in his palms. “God, I’m such a simp!” He exclaimed before you pried his palms open to inspect his face. “Looks like someone needs a kiss!” To which he nodded yes, of course.

It was normal for Jean to call you at random times during the night, but waking up to 19 missed calls from him was a first. That’s what happens when you leave your phone on dnd while your boyfriend is out with his friends. It was only 6am and you were woken up by the howling wind. That scared you even more. What if he’d had an accident last night? He was supposed to be out, yet he didn’t text at all, only called. Trying to keep your composure and not jump to conclusions just yet, you pressed on his contact and waited as the phone beeped. It didn’t take long for him to pick up and before you knew it, you were introduced to loud voices and laughter. “Jean what the fuck? You called me like a million times!? Are you okay?” “Slow down, y/n!” He slurred and hiccuped as he spoke, taking pauses between each word. “Why didn’t you pick up – hic – the phooone?” “Jean are you still out? Who’s with you?” “Tsk, just… Just me and the guys… We’re at Connie’s – hic – place.” “Are you guys serious? You’ve been drinking since last night and it’s 6am Jean!” “Tsk Y/N! Don’t – hic- be a party pooper! I only – hic – wanted to speak to you!” You sighed, rolling your eyes. If he could see the look on your face now, he’d definitely sober up. “Ugh… Okay, Jean. What did you want to talk to me about?” You were being impatient now that the fear of him potentially being hurt had vanished. He was drunk and probably a bit more silly than usual. “I only wanted to say – hic – you mean the world to me and – hic – I want to always – hic – be with you and marry you one day – hic – because I really really really - hic – love you and if you don’t love me – hic – I’ll kidnap you out of love – hic – and then I’ll marry you myself! Why are you – hic – laughing, y/n? Don’t – hic – you love me?” Yeap, he was being extra silly. “No, Jean, I do love you. But, tell me, is anyone holding their camera towards you right now?” “Ah… Yes, Eren! Do you love Eren, y/n?” “No, Jean! Listen, I’m coming to pick you up, okay? Try and find your shoes and coat, yes?” You heard him giggle on the other side of the phone. “So you’re coming to pick me – hic – up because you love me?” “Yes, Jean. I’m coming to pick you up because I love you!” “Gaaah I can’t believe you – hic - said it first! I called you – hic – a thousand times so that – hic – I could tel you I love you first!” This wasn’t real, he couldn’t possibly be this drunk, could he? “Just find your shoes, will you? I’ll be there soon!” “Hm… Because you love me?” Obvious would be an understatement for the goofiness in his voice.

Being distant was typical Ymir behaviour. But being this distant wasn’t. She’d been ignoring your texts the entire day and when you finally built up the courage to call and confront her about it, she simply said how “work was killing her” and that she “didn’t have time to chat today”, even thought she read all of your messages on the spot. You hadn’t fought or anything, but since the night before, Ymir was shying on you all of a sudden. Eager to find out what was going on, you decided to wait for her to be done with her shift in the convenience store where she worked. She should be done in about an hour and you still needed some time to get ready and actually get there. You did as fast as you could and soon you where in front of the store. You caught a glimpse of Ymir in her uniform, apron, cap and everything. Luckily, she noticed you too and gave you a shy smile, motioning you to come inside. “Look who’s here! Ymir never tells me when you’re gonna pay us a visit, y/n!” Ymir’s boss was gross, always trying to hit on the both of you. “Yeah, I guess there’s no reason to tell you about when exactly her partner is gonna show up, right?” That was enough to make him walk backwards, hands up in defence. As you walked closer to where Ymir was preparing an order, you gave her a soft “hey” and a smile, waiting for her to make the next move. “Hey!” She responded and poured some cream on a coffee cup before firmly pressing the lid on it. “Busy, huh?” “Yeah, it has been. Sorry I’m not responding much, y/n.” “It’s just… It’s not like you to be this way, Ymir… Did I do something to piss you off?” She avoided looking at you, which wasn’t a good sign. “No, y/n, you’ve been nothing but amazing… As always...” Lidding one more coffee cup, she rang the bell notifying the customer that their order was ready. A tall man walked towards you and grabbed the two cups, thanking Ymir and leaving her a tip in the tip jar. “Then what is it, Ymir? I can tell something’s off so better tell me now cause I won’t be satisfied until I know what’s wrong!” “Can’t you wait until-” “No, Ymir! I can’t wait!” You crossed your arms and waited for her to respond. “Fine, fine… Remember how last night before we went to bed, we said goodnight?” You raised your eyebrow at her (silly?) mention of your goodnight routine. “Yeah… We literally say goodnight to each other and kiss every time we spend the night together. What about last night?” “I uh… I kinda almost told you I love you and then I didn’t, so I sounded a bit weird and then you asked me about it and I said something about owing you money, but honestly, I don’t know what I was saying because I was extremely nervous at the time and now I’m avoiding you because it’s too awkward to deal with this… Happy now?” The entire time Ymir spoke, your smile grew wider and wider as you realised nothing was wrong. Quite the contrary actually. “Well, I love you too, just so you know.” Ymir’s eyes grew wide, her lips forming and ‘o’ but no words at all. “You don’t need to say it back now. Do it when it feels right to you. And when you’re not too nervous about it. Okay?” You could tell her features relaxed at the realisation that there was no rush between the two of you. No need to fast forward. She smiled. “More than okay, y/n!”

Hange was hunched over the pot, stirring what was soon to be your soup. You’d been sick for a few days and they insisted on coming over to help however they could, even though you’d made it abundantly clear that you’d rather be alone. “It won’t boil faster if you stare at it, Hange!” “I know, I know! But I love seeing how those tiny oil spills move around. Wanna check it out too?” You scoffed. “You think it wise to have a sick person sticking their stuffy nose over a pot of soup?” Hange laughed at your comment, putting the lid on the pot, protecting it from your germs. “I guess you’re right. But hey, you shouldn’t be here anyway. Go lay back down!” You rolled your eyes, but didn’t have the energy to actually fight them. “In fact, you’re the one who isn’t supposed to be here.” Finding your spot on the couch, you turned the tv on and wrapped yourself up in your blanket. It really wasn’t a good idea to have Hange around in your state, but you were so grateful that they did come to help you. Even if they hadn’t spontaneously decided to cook for the both of you, it was comforting to have them around, hearing their insistent mumbling and chattering on their own as they cooked. “I’m just gonna clean your surfaces up a bit in here and I’ll join you shortly! Okay y/n?” You heard clutter from the kitchen as Hange – probably? - cleared the kitchen table from all the dishes and glasses you’d left there. “Whatever, just try not to get sick Hange, okay?” They shouted an “okay” back to you as the cluttering sounds continued. “Did I tell you about what Levi said to me the other day?” “Oh no, what happened this time?” You said as you rested your head on the back of the couch, trying to catch a glimpse of Hange in the kitchen. “Well, it all started when I went to pour myself some coffee and he was blocking my way. AGAIN! So I said to him he should stop playing this game every single morning and...” The more Hange spoke, the more you felt yourself drifting into sleep. What with being sick, what with their soft voice, it was easy to relax when they were around. You didn’t know how much time had passed when you heard Hange’s voice as if from far away. “I knew you weren’t listening...” You felt their hands readjust your head so that it rested on the pillow, felt the blanket being pulled over your shoulders. As if in a dream, Hange kneeled and kissed your forehead. “I love you, y/n. Get better soon.” You slit your eyes open, just a tiny bit, to find them inches away from your face. “I love you too.” You felt yourself dozing off again, unable to stay awake. “Rest now.”

You’d messed up so bad this time. It was obvious in the way Levi existed around you today. Sure, he wasn’t usually one to be too chatty or overly excited, but he also wasn’t the one to ignore you on purpose and waltz around the house as if you weren’t even there. As much as you hated this, you had brought it on yourself, you’d let your insecurity steer the wheel and what would’ve been a calm conversation, ended up into a massive fight. You couldn’t stand this tension with Levi anymore though. “Are you really going to pretend I’m not here?” Setting his cup on the living room table, Levi began to speak, weaving his fingers together. “Y/n, I woke you up, I poured you your coffee and I even lied to your mum on the phone about you still being asleep, because you didn’t feel like talking to her. How can you think I’m pretending you’re not here when I’m doing a bunch of shit for you?” You could feel your cheeks heating up the way they did last night. “Oh, so doing my chores for me is your way of not ignoring me?” Levi sighed, burying his face in his palms. “It’s called acts of service, y/n. You don’t have to tell me about those things, I just do them for you, because I love you. Not as a chore. I should say it more often, I know, but it’s not like me. And you should not push me to say it more than I want to or act blind to the acts of service I provide, which I’ve explicitly elaborated on how this is, in fact, my love language!” Your arms were crossed on your chest and you pouted, although you’d turned to the side so that Levi couldn’t tell. “It’s difficult for me when you barely say you love me. Everyone else had been verbal about their feelings for me in the past...” “Yeah, and I’m not “everyone else you’ve ever dated” or whatever, y/n. I’m Levi and this is how I express myself!” You both stayed silent for a while. It was devastating, the distance between you. Both literally and figuratively. “Listen,” he began, “I promise to try and be more vocal about how I feel, if you promise to try and see all the other ways I love you and take care of you. That sound fair?” Reluctantly, you peaked at him from where you were leaning on the kitchen counter. “You’re not breaking up with me then?” “Y/n, are you serious? We’re not breaking up because we had one fight. We’re talking through it. Do you think it’d be okay to break up due to different ways of conveying emotion?” You walked over to him, taking a seat next to him, placing your hand on his thigh. “I was a bit immature last night, wasn’t I?” You admitted shyly. “You were. But it’s okay now.” He cupped your hand with his own, running his thumb on your skin. “And that is physical touch. One more way of expressing love. Need I say more?” He smirked as he looked into your eyes. “Don’t mock me! I promised to pay more attention! Thank you for being patient with me, Levi.” “We’ll figure it out, y/n.”

You were sat with your friend Hange on the couch, their phone between the two of you on speaker. Normally, you’d listen to some music or watch some silly video together, but this time, Erwin had called them and you took the opportunity to spy on him, as you were sure he’d want to discuss about your birthday present, so you begged Hange not to mention that you were also in the room with them. “I’m thinking either you or Levi should find some excuse to drag her outside of the house. For a few hours at least. I’ve already told her I’ll be at work, so that’s done. If you manage to keep her busy for around three hours, I’ll be able to have the house cleaned decorated.” Hange giggled, their eyes fixated on the phone in their hand. “Why would you clean the house, Erwin? It’s supposed to be a surprise!” Erwin’s sigh was audible, even through the phone. “Yeah, I know, but once the fun is over and what has happened registers, she’ll be so upset that I invited a bunch of people over and didn’t even have the decency to clean.” You couldn’t help but smile sweetly at his words. He was really taking such good care of you! You looked over at Hange only to find her swooning over Erwin’s comment, ther hand on their forehead, fake fainting. “Aren’t you precious, Erwin! Y/n is so lucky to have you!” They said and winked at you, satisfied that they’d get him to talk even more about you. “In all honesty, I’m lucky to have her.” There was a pause, and neither you or Hange spoke. You simply went on staring at each other expectantly, and stole glances over at Hange’s phone. “Hange, I really love her so much. I can’t believe I got so lucky with her. She’s so understanding… About everything. It’s still difficult to grasp why she’s with me to begin with.” The moment he uttered those words, your palms moved like lighting and covered your mouth, an attempt to not speak loudly. Hange’s eyes were wide with excitement. “Hange, are you still there?” He questioned as a few more seconds passed and he didn’t receive a response from them. “You couldn’t say it to my face that you love me, but you could tell Hange?” You blurted all of a sudden, barely believing you’d just done so. “Uhm, I think it’s the appropriate time to say that y/n has been sitting across from me this whole time because we wanted to find out what her birthday gift was… Sorry, Erwin...” “I’ve been on speaker, haven’t I?” “Uh yes you have? Why aren’t you answering my question?” You demanded as Hange gave you a thumbs up for cornering him like that. “I’d rather tell you again in person, y/n. I’ll see you at home.” He hang up before either of you could speak again.

[constant-eggs]

I’d appreciate your recommendations! Does anyone have good fanfic recs for any of these pairings:

Rhaenyra/Alicent

Bonnie/Damon - Vampire Diaries

Regina/Emma -OUAT

Xena/Gabrielle

Mikasa/Eren

Azula/Katara

Ian/Mickey - Shameless

Eve/Vilannelle

Castiel/Dean

In universe if possible! Thank you everyone ❤️

[likesunsetorange]

i’ve been so obsessed with this song lately i think it’s so cute and the idea of mikasa openly pining over eren for so long is the cutest thing to me too

[frozenfirecats]

Ravenwood students and what I think their favorite anime is:

Duncan: Death Note. He watched it when he was ten and made it his entire personality and hasn’t moved on from that phase yet.

Nolan: Attack on Titan, except he has zero media literacy skills and thinks Eren is in the right.

Penny: Sailor Moon. She made a fan oc but their name is Sailor Marleybone because planets are a foreign concept in the Spiral.

Malorn: One Piece. Somehow, despite being a student/temporary instructor, he found the time to watch every episode and has tried to convince every other student to watch because it’s “not that long”

Ceren: FMA: Brotherhood. Basic vanilla choice, but hey, I get it.

Regina: ATLA. Has written an extensive twenty page essay explaining why it is as an anime.

Mellori (she counts ig): JJBA. Still thinks calling everything a “Jojo reference” is a peak comedy. Without a doubt, quoted the show before getting rightfully clapped by Spider at the end of Mirage.

I couldn’t think of ones for the rest of the students so feel free to add on

[444namesplus]

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[lettieriletti]

L’Attacco dei Giganti 15 – Terza Ristampa

L’Attacco dei Giganti 15 – Terza Ristampa

Dopo aver scoperto che la famiglia Reiss è la vera famiglia reale, l’Armata Ricognitiva inizia a muoversi per far incoronare regina Christa, legittima erede al trono. Ma ecco arrivare la “squadra di soppressione anti-uomo” del Corpo Centrale di Gendarmeria che rapisce Eren e la stessa Christa! Colpi di scena a cura di Hajime Isayama.

[objecteiespai]

“Per a l’artista dibuixar és descobrir”, escriu el crític d’art John Berger al seu recull d’assajos i cartes Sobre el dibuix (Viena Edicions) en l’excel·lent traducció de Marta Pera Cucurell. El llibre s’acompanya d’il·lustracions que il·luminen el discurs del mestre.

John Berger sap de què parla, ja que pinta i dibuixa. “Per a l’artista dibuixar és descobrir”, sí, i és tan exacte també des de la meva experiència. És la sensació que tinc cada vegada que traço una forma damunt el paper. Tinc una imatge al cap, tan clara com imprecisa perquè encara no s’ha mostrat. I és el traç que la va descobrint, que la fa visible. Abans no sabia res més que el que havia prefigurat. El traç, el primer i els següents, mostren, “marquen no el límit del que hem vist, sinó el límit del que hem esdevingut.”

Una bella manera de dir que som en la descoberta, que ens trobem en la descoberta, també en l’apunt del natural. Es tracta del mateix procés que dibuixar d’imaginació: sempre ens trobem en aquest punt que va del no-res a la forma, i la meravella que ens assalta quan el traç va manifestant-se a mesura que el dibuix avança sobre el foli en blanc.

Em recordo en aquella gran sala amb sostres alts, altíssims, de la seu de Llotja al carrer Gran de Gràcia, amb un llapis a la mà i un plec de fulls sobre la falda. Sessió d’apunts del natural. Diu John Berger en la mateixa circumstància que quan es mirava la pàgina en blanc era més conscient de l’alçada que de l’amplada. Els límits superior i inferior li eren crucials, com la figura s’havia d’alçar de terra, o la manera en què s’aguantava a terra.

Em recordo fent el primer traç, partint del centre del paper. Com si la figura hagués de sorgir d’aquest centre centrant la figura. Els marges, generosos. La figura no sempre apareixia tal com la veia. Amb tot, el dibuix resultant no sempre era esguerrat, simplement no era el que veia sinó el que es mostrava. Això és la descoberta. La figura apareixia autònoma del model, amb vida pròpia. El “meu” dibuix era tan imperfecte respecte del model. Però no era un dibuix del tot maldestre, tenia la seva harmonia interna encara que algun traç se m’hagués escapat.

El que es mostrava damunt el paper era una interpretació del model que es descobria “altre” a través del meu traç. El dibuix no era fals, sinó una cosa diferent del model, tot i que a vegades s’hi assemblés. “He vist això”, escriu John Berger. El dibuix declarava aquesta veritat.

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Del 10 de septiembre y hasta el 25 de octubre de 2024, el Institut français de Madrid acoge en su galería la exposición de cinco artistas residentes de la Casa de Velazquez “Dessiner c’est découvrir” (Dibujar es descubrir).

Dibujar es mirar el mundo, obedecer a un impulso primitivo que el gesto transforma en arte. También significa elegir entre las infinitas posibilidades de la realidad: restar, sumar. Dibujar es descubrir. Partiendo de esta afirmación esta exposición presenta la obra de 5 artistas que utilizan el dibujo como medio de expresión e investigación. De la naturaleza a la figura, de lo abstracto a lo figurativo, del dibujo sobre madera, cerámica o papel hasta el dibujo animado. Manon Delarue, Lucia Malerba, Sandra Mar, Regina Quesada y Lucile Soussan nos muestran la fuerza y la diversidad del dibujo contemporáneo.

[karizard-ao3]

I have thought about it more and here is my mean girls au casting, as of right now:

Regina: Eren

Gretchen: Historia

Karen: Porco, who can sense the weather with his pectorals

Aaron Samuels (not Eren's bf, just a friend of his who flirts with Mikasa so she and Eren can fight about him): Colt, the man whore with a heart of gold

Cady: Mikasa

Janice: Ymir Freckles, who Eren accused of being straight and obsessed with him/ who is Eren's aunt. I have not decided which.

Damian: Reiner (too gay to function)

Mathlete (could be Kevin Gnapoor, but this is kind of just so we can cast...) : Armin

Still thinking about the teachers and everyone else. 🤔

[tsukidrama]

I saw a fan theory that Eren Kruger is Annie’s biological father. What are your thoughts??

this was actually a lot of fun to think about... i ain't gonna lie, i love Kruger and i feel like i could be easily bought if this made literally any sense? alright, let's break it down

in favor of this theory:

1) they both have big hooked noses, and shapes of their eyes are a little bit similar

2) they are both stoic and broody, plus they both were spies who infiltrated the military. they just were on opposite sides, which is actually a really upsetting thought.

3) plotwise it kind of... actually fits? Kruger says he hid his ancestry from the Marleyan government by faking blood tests

and in 125 Annie reveals that her biological mother was a Marleyan. she was abandoned because the blood tests came back saying her father was not.

reasons against:

1) both of the pictures have the temperature adjusted to try to give them the same lighting, but they still don't have the same coloring AT ALL. besides the eyes/nose, they don't look alike.

but then again Historia doesn't look like her father either, so maybe this one can slide...

2) i'm not sure the timeline would match up? Annie and Eren both have birthdays in late March and she's only one year older than he is.

so i guess the biggest question is: could a child fathered by Kruger be just a year older than Eren?

it's not clear how much time passes between when Grisha gets the Attack Titan and when Eren is born, but i really hope it's more than a year. i gotta say that it would make my respect for him go even further into the gutter if he married Carla THAT quickly after Dina died.

and can we talk about how fucking heartbreaking it would be if he was her biological father, though? the absolute last thing he would have wanted for his child was for them to become a Warrior.

[emilyscully]

Post by @lightsabercody // Shingeki no Kyoujin - Lost Girls Episode 3 // Two Birds - Regina Spektor

[thearoace]

Mean Titans

WATCH YOUR bACKERMAN

[the-eternal-dream]

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[likesunsetorange]

When spite fades and she realizes that he’s hot oh my poor girl 😔

she knows he’s hot cuz she’s drawing him in her little sketch book angrily lmao i imagine it like that scene from mean girls when regina is writing in the burn book that’s how mikasa is angrily drawing eren but making him look hot af she’s ridiculous