#divider cred: @thecutestgrotto

[systastic]

Hi dearest!❤️

Currently helping some sysmates as they just formed and loosely latched to some people, but! Would you be comfortable doing a Freminet and/or a Dahlia (Genshin Impact both!) alter?? It’s perfectly fine if not!!❤️

Lots of love, don’t forget to take care of yourself!! -⚰️🍎

ur brain has good taste -🐝

absolutely we can!! :3 n thank mew for the love ♡ -🍥

level 1 freminet

name :: freminet, emmett, elliott, claude, antoine, florent, issac, bastien

age :: 16 to 18

pronouns :: he/him, ce/cer, ae/aer, nae/nym

roles :: dissonaut, daydream inducer, emotional suppressor, entrancer, faucet

species :: fontanian pre-prophecy

gender identity :: quoigender ; deepseain & abyssgender

orientation :: queer, greyrose (alterous and sexual), polyromantic ; tends towards close bonds of friendship or romance over sexual ones. cy desires closeness to another person; whether or not it’s romantic doesn’t matter.

source :: genshin impact

level 2 dahlia

name :: dahlia, elio, cedric, benediction (ben), theodore (theo), finneas, jude, loretto/loreto, eredis

age :: physically 15 to 18 , mentally over several thousand years old (around for the end of the archon war and the installation of the church of favonius)

pronouns :: he/him, she/her, she/he (alternating), fy/fyr/fyrself, hal/hael/halo/haloself, bat/bats/batself

roles :: secret keeper, shusher, confuser, instigator, antagonizer, religious persecutor (unintentionally)

species :: human blessed by barbatos ; functionally immortal (tied to the church)

gender identity :: bigender

orientation :: achillean, apothisexual ; had a crush on barbatos/venti when the two first met

source :: genshin impact (leaks)

aesthetic :: fallen angel, gothic, vampire goth, darkest academia

appearance description :: in spite of his status as a deacon of the church of favonius, dahlia prefers shades of black and red to white and blue. it is this eclectic taste that sets her apart from the sisters: having such colors makes him stand out, drawing people’s eyes and ears in his direction. ben does not crave this spotlight. he would much rather grant it to the sisters as they can often help the people who visit more than dahlia can. hal is a bit of a recluse, and as such does not often think of what haels outfit looks like. this often causes confusion for visitors who meet the deacon as fyrs appearance is vastly different from what is expected. finneas secretly enjoys this momentary confusion. looking at him with that dumbstruck expression makes him feel like he could get away with anything.

personality description :: a bit of a brat and brutally straightforward, dahlia does not and will not beat around the bush. lengthy messages are a pain to receive and an even greater pain to write. he is fond of witty wordplay and jokes, and is a master of passive aggressive commentary. in truth, dahlia is somewhat manipulative in terms of not telling everyone the truth all of the time, and uses the church and its funds as a coverup for his real goals: discovering a way to end his immortality and return to being normal. he’s a bastard of a man who hides behind passive aggressive comments to avoid invoking the fury of others. people don’t defy him due to his status as the deacon, though — so he can get away with quite a bit. he does genuinely love the people and makes sure that the city knows this through special events, daily devotionals for those who desire it, and pardoning any supposed sins that citizens feel they have committed. (especially the fountain brother and sister duo.) he is fiercely loyal to the church and the sisters within - particularly rosaria due to seeing himself in her - viewing them as a sort of extended, everlasting “family” he can find solace in.

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[h8aaz]

⋆ ࣪. — BLUEBERRY!SAM — .࣪ ⋆

SUMMARY .ᐟ . . . BLUEBERRY!SAM loves getting messy. too messy. the only ways he does is when he's eating his favorite fruit, and when he's eating you.

WARNINGS .ᐟ . . . big nsfw — MDNI!!! . use of petnames, mostly baby . f!reader . cunnilingus + fingering (duh) . sweet n hungry sammy .

GABS YAPS .ᐟ . . . this is my first fic on here ever so pls be nice to me!! likes, comments, + reblogs are very appreciated <33.

"sammy..." you whine out in a soft yet broken voice as sam continues to eat blueberries out of the container, all while eyeing your half-naked and sprawled out body on the motel bed.

sam hums at your tone as he pops another blueberry into his mouth. the purple colored juice of the small fruit leaks down his chin, meeting the half dried stains of the past ones he's eaten.

"what's wrong, baby? tell me. be good f'me and tell me." the side of his mouth twitches to a soft smirk. the teasing and deep voice that rumbles from his throat goes straight to your bare core. it doesn't help that the squishing of fresh, wet blueberry juice falls from his lips.

you begin to clench on the open air, bucking your hips up softly. you restraint yourself from touching your aching cunt, knowing whatever he's going to do will satisfy you beyond comprehension. but it's still difficult to wait.

sam eats yet another blueberry, dragging his eyes down to your wet folds. "so precious. wonder what you'd taste like with a bit of..." he finally got off his chair and made his way over to you, chewing another berry as he did so.

he slowly kneeled down at the edge of the bed. he grabbed your legs and pulled you closer, gaining a soft gasp from you. his face was mere centimeters away as he smiled at the sight before him.

"added flavor." he groaned while his hot breath fanned against the soft flesh of your inner thighs and the drenched state of your cunt. you let out a small moan from the warmth his words gave you.

"so tell me, sweetheart," he flicked his gaze up to meet yours that was looking down at him. he took in your lust blown eyes, frustrated brows, flushed cheeks, and agape mouth. "what d'you want?" he spoke softly. his voice dripped like honey, but the purple mess around his mouth and chin, slowly making its way down his neck, was making him look far from a sweet man.

he looked hungry. the leftover juice wetted his lips in a way that he almost looked like a vampire in the soft lighting provided by the bedside lamps. he eyed you like a starved man, despite literally eating half a container of blueberries.

you couldn't hold it back anymore. you wanted him. needed him. you forced out your voice, a small twinge of whine at the end of the single word you let slip, "you."

you bucked your hips once more, getting slightly closer to the brunette. "please, sammy. please." you begged. and it worked.

sam immediately buried his face between your legs, pulling you flush against him by your legs. you let out a loud and desperate moan as his blueberry covered tongue worked its way between your folds.

he let out a gutteral groan, the noise sent vibrations against your delicate flesh. you gripped his hair between your fingers and yanked slightly, gaining a moan from him.

the white of your cum mixed with the pink toned purple staining his face. he brought his stained fingers to your hole, plunging them inside and curling them upwards. you let out obscene noises as he continued to hit all of the right spots, all while his tongue circled and softly sucked at your clit.

you shouted his name through pants, whines, and moans as he worked through you. his fingers sliding and curling at a soft, sensual pace while his tongue licked roughly against your pearl and folds.

he savored your taste mixing with the blueberry juice. he pulled away for a moment, earning a pouty whine from your lips. before you could beg him back, he had grabbed a blueberry and stuffed it against your opening, connecting his lips right after.

he licked and sucked against you, pulling the berry out and biting into it, spurting its juices against your cunt. the juice mixed with your own as he continued to move against you, gathering the mixed mess with his tongue slowly.

the sounds of your moans and the wet drags and pops of his tongue and fingers working filled the room, especially when he continued to eat the small fruit against you one after another.

the tight coil burning in your stomach began to break. "mm- sa-sammy," you panted as you grinded against his face, his nose poking your clit, making you moan loudly. "m'gonna-"

"cum f'me, baby. my sweet angel." sam purred against you. the sensation was too much for you to handle. and then you felt the band snap.

the sounds that flew from your mouth were nearly pornagraphic as you shook against sam's face. your fingers tightened their grip on his hair while your thighs locked his head in place. he continued to dig into you while you rode out your high. your back arched as he licked up your orgasm, all that was left were the wet strokes and purple tint his tongue left in it's wake.

your limbs collapsed back against the bed, trying to catch your breath. sam kissed your cunt softly before pulling back and licking his lips. he got up and hovered over you, moving the messy and sweat coated hair out of your face before caressing you cheek.

"you good, baby?" he smiled at your post-glow face before kissing your cheek. "mhmm." was all you hummed before opening your previously closed eyes and grinning weakly at him.

"thank you." you whispered before bringing his face to yours, his warm lips meshed with your cold ones, the taste of you and the fruit prominent. your lips moved in perfect synchronization, tilting your heads to get a better angle. his tongue slipped around against yours for a good while until the two of you had to pull away for air.

"i love you." you panted. sam chuckled softly, pecking your lips. "i love you more, baby." he sighed before laying down and pulling you to his chest. "we're doing that more often, y'know that?" he kissed the top of your head while you smiled and nodded your head, too tired to verbally agree.

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[amarantoestrella]

—🍒 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚, 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭: Beloved starlet, vanishes without a trace!

𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨. 𝐒𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝟐𝟎’𝐬. 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚. 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 @𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫-𝐢𝐧𝐧

—🍒 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞: Interview with a lover

# 𝐔𝐩𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐬: Three Loads! Gojo

—🍒 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬: Masterlist. Events

# 𝐘𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲’𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫: Farmer! Draken

—🍒 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐲: BYF

This blog contains 18+ contents not suitable for minors. Do not interact if under the age of 18.

[supernova41st]

Baked with love 𖦹

Sonic/Shadow x Baker!Reader

(Separate)

A/n: Okay so y’all really like my Sonic stuff 😭?? I was a bit worried about it flopping but it did so well, tysm!! I’ll probably be doing a request fic after this and some random quote posts between then, hope you like this <33

Warnings: None

Divider creds: @thecutestgrotto

Sonic

𖦹 Sonic isn’t really a sweets guy (surprisingly) but nonetheless he does enjoy your stuff. He’d eat that shit in one bite, especially the expensive stuff!

“Wha—Sonic you gotta savor it! That was like 30$ worth of matcha that you just ate there”

“Whoops, sorry babe..it just looked so good!”

𖦹 If he gets a sugar rush then it’s over. He immediately goes running laps around your house to release all the energy—hope you don’t mind your place getting a little messy (and losing power for a few minutes)

𖦹 Sonic definitely woudnt be the first person you’d choose to bake with. He’ll try rushing through the recipe and end up with a dense cake, watery frosting, and inconsistent sprinkles all around the cake.

“Alright, so first we need t-“

“Done. Ta-da!!! Doesn’t it look great, (Y/N)?”

“..mhm 🙂”

𖦹 His favorite pastry of yours? Cake pops. Quick and easy to eat + it has just the right amount of sugar before he goes sprinting across the country

Shadow

𖦹 The emo guy? No, he didn’t really care for it at first.

𖦹 Every time you offered him one of your sweets he’d always refuse to eat it, he deemed it “unnecessary” since it mostly never provided healthy nutrients, and shadow never really needed to eat as a whole.

𖦹 Eh, why not. He’d be lying if he said that he wasn’t curious on the obsession that humans had with sweets, so he obliged.

“Really? You wanna try something??”

“Don’t overreact, I’m just curious as to why you’re so eager about me trying sweets.”

“Uhh—alright! I’ll have something going that you’ll like, trust!!”

𖦹 You practically went scavenger hunting, trying to find the espresso powder you had lying in your pantry for nearly a year. As soon as you presented the small espresso cake to him you were quite nervous..

‘Oh god, did I put too much frosting?? He’s always so blunt about not liking something so imagine how he’ll respond if he won’t like it! Then again, he is my boyfriend so it’s not like he’ll be too cold on m—‘

“more.”

“Wha?”

𖦹 As soon as you looked down the cake was now GONE. Oof, and here you thought he wouldn’t like it. Now he’s become obsessed with your work

𖦹 His favorite pastry of yours? Macaroons. He has an old man in him, and that old man just wants to sit on a rocking chair while having tea with macaroons

[a-snake-makes-moodboards]

Curtwen (Agent Curt Mega x Owen Carvour) from Spies Are Forever moodboard with related inspo

gift for: my lovely moot @kairithemang0!! Hope you like it :D

[divider creds: @thecutestgrotto]

(all images were found on Google images)

song to go with it: ‘Voulez-Vous’ by ABBA

Reblogs are appreciated, requests are open!!

[slapmeshigaraki]

✬ boo...you whore ! ✬

𓏲࣪ ִֶָ ︎ִֶָ slapmeshigaraki masterlist 𖤐 (under construction)

requests always open!

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑love and deepspace 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 "you're mine, but i am yours" (xavier) ! most recent   𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 "i just feel dirty" (zayne) 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 "ask and you shall receive" (caleb) 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 "only nice girls get treats" (caleb) 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 meanie! series (rafayel)

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ works in progress 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 "be my valentine...again?" (rafayel--lnds) ! next release 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 meanie! series (sylus--lnds) 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 "just friends, right?" (caleb--lnds) 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 "isn’t this what you wanted, hm?" (bonten!mikey--tokyo rev)

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 “how surgeons tie knots” (zayne—lnds

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑ divider creds @thecutestgrotto and @kodaswrld

[sharp-silver4795]

Subculture HCs

After this post, I wanted to do this heheh

I organized this a bit differently so that I don’t lose track of shit

Goth ♥️

Nurse Ann

Kate the Chaser

Doll Maker

Emo + Scene 🖤

Bloody Painter

Chess Master

Judge Angels

Nathan the Nobody

Nina

Punk ⛓️

Silver (me)

Clockwork

Zero

Jeff

Neon Spike

Rogue (not really, she claims it but is an absolute bitch)

EJ (🥚 accidentally lmao)

Grunge 🤎

Toby

X-Virus

90% of the Proxies

Kat Hunter

Scarecrow

Metal Heads 🔗

Liu (doesn’t dress it 24/7)

Puppeteer

(Masky likes *some of* the Music)

Scarecrow (she’s collecting that shit)

Kate (I feel like these sometimes go hand in hand)

Aesthetics 🔎

Liu - Dark Academia

Ani the Wight - Light Academia

Divider Creds:

Dumpitos

Thecutestgrotto

Kodasworld

xxbimbobunnyxx

saradika

Sister Lucifer

Asks and Requests are Open!!

[kissmekissmedelerious]

Batman Forever Edward Nygma x Reader

summary: Edward head canons + him working up the courage to ask you on a date

Divider creds - @/sister-lucifer @/thecutestgrotto

He always seemed to be more comfortable around you than the others and you noticed a difference in his behavior when he was around you.

He would also idolize you as he did Bruce Wayne getting all giddy when you were around, always showing you his new creations.

But you were much different than Bruce actually seeming to care for what he was interested in and that was one of the reasons why he fell even harder for you.

Somehow he could let his guard down around you being able to feel comfortable around you which was something not many people have done, and you managed to wriggle your way into his heart.

He usually isn’t one for physical affections but when it came to you he softened a lot with how gentle you were to him.

After meeting you he found himself gravitating towards you more, reaching for you more, and choosing to be around you more than his other coworkers.

Slowly he started warming up more and more to you and accepting the affection but he still didn’t understand why you took such a liking to him.

After all he was just some guy working at Wayne enterprises, nothing truly special compared to you.

He was so lost as to why you were so kind, attempting to push you away or catch you off guard with his puzzles and riddles, trying to push you away, but you never left him. You stayed no matter how hard he tried to leave.

After realizing you wouldn’t be so quick to

leave him like others he started to notice more things about you and became kinder, he shared some of his interests and started to pay more attention to you, which led him to fall even more head over heels.

The first time you really gave him a show of affection without him initiating it was when he didn’t come to work for about a week, at first you thought he must’ve just had some sort of illness but after trying to contact him and blowing up his phone with no response you got even more rightfully concerned.

So when he finally came back to work you ran up to him and wrapped him in a tight hug.

“Oh my god Edward you scared me !”, you scolded , “I was worried sick !”

He was shocked from the hug but felt extremely guilty for worrying you, especially with how he felt towards you.

“I’m really sorry y/n, I am I just had a really busy week and” He mumbles into your shoulder.

He was rambling now. Usually you loved listening to him ramble but you saw his guilt ridden face and couldn’t help but to try and comfort him, so finally let your emotions take over.

“I didn’t mean to ignore all of your calls but just a lot of things happened and- “

You kiss him, hard, just to get his tangent to stop. But as soon as he feels your lips on his he relaxes into you, reaching to cup your face in his hand never wanting to let go of you, but alas you soon break apart from the kiss.

Staring at each other In utter shock, Edward in the fact he had never experienced anything like that and you, surprised you even had the gut to do that.

He stares at your face, his flushed red mouth agape like a fish. When suddenly he grabs your face and pulls you in for another kiss. This time it’s shorter but just as amorous as the last.

When you both pull apart you stare at him truly in love and grinning like an idiot.

“Soo” Edward draws out his question peaking your interest even more.

“How does Friday at 8:00 sound..?” Edward asks nervously avoiding eye contact with you as he fiddles with his shirt.

“Oh that’d be so perfect” you cheerfully agreed jumping on him to give him another ginormous hug.

[toadspondofwhimsy]

Ain't No Apple Pie – Winchester Brothers

SUMMARY: You got out, left the life, but you’re miserable and looking for a way back in.  PAIRING: Platonic!Sam Winchester x gn!Reader, Platonic!Dean Winchester x gn!Reader. WARNINGS: Reader insert, swearing. WORD COUNT: ~1.2k A/N: divider cred: thecutestgrotto

Being a reformed hunter wasn’t easy. Every person you came into contact with you were suspicious of. You checked their teeth for fangs, checked their eyes for glimmers, and always kept a silver blade on you. 

You were out. Living the apple pie life, as an older friend of yours would say. With the way your mind worked, were you really out? You searched for a supernatural explanation in every strange occurrence. You’ve even picked up that phone and dialed his number a few times. One last hunt together, yet every time you set the phone back down and decided against calling.

You clawed yourself out, why throw that all away so readily? To be frank, you were miserable. There is not such thing as an apple pie life for a “dead” felon. You worked days at a nondescript business, off the books. They didn’t ask questions and neither did you. Especially not when you were handed that wad of cash for your first “pay-check.”

You rented a shit-hole apartment, the bathroom walls were stained with mold and when you first moved in you swore it was haunted. That was the first time you almost called him. You decided to do some digging first, you didn’t want him to come all the way for nothing. So, you dug and you came up with a load of crap. Literally, all you found was rat shit. The super determined they chewed through some electrical wires. Also, the heater in your unit was shot to hell. Great. No haunting, you should be happy, but why do you feel disappointed?

Next time you almost called, you suspected your boss was a vampire. No surprise there, you were wrong, over vigilant. Though, you cannot blame yourself, you’ve lived the life of a warrior. Being hyper vigilant saved your life, it saved your friends lives, multiple times over. You can’t just turn that part of your brain off. You need to learn a new way of living. You need help, but there isn’t exactly a hunter support group outside of a roadhouse. 

Currently, you were sitting in an all staff meeting, bored out of your mind as your boss droned on about increasing sales and customer engagement. You drifted off in thought as you picked at your cuticles. The sounds of your coworkers voices becoming like a hum. You envisioned the whole company as a legion of the undead and you storming in with your best friends flanking your sides, machetes at the ready. You let out a fierce battle cry as you swung your weapon and decapitated your boss in the middle of his speech about turning more undead. 

You were pulled from your thoughts by the sound of your name and all eyes were on you. Your eyes scanned the room jumping from face to face. The one person that you’re friends with at work, and you use that term loosely, said, “what do you think about making changes to the front area? Do you think that’ll draw more people in?”

You smiled at her and mouthed your thanks before answering the question, “less clutter for sure. Other than that, I’m not sure.” You had plenty of ideas but you weren’t about to give them out to these corporate leeches for free. 

Your boss scowled or that was just his face, sometimes it was that hard to tell. He begrudgingly thanked you for your contribution and continued to drone on about looking alive and friendly. You internally groaned, you did not get paid to be friendly! 

Finally, the meeting was over and you practically ran out of there. You made a stop at your local dive bar with a crew from work, one of them including your “friend.” You were certain she was a nice person and you could get along, but old habits die hard. You were intent on keeping her at arms distance lest she be endangered by your lifestyle. The lifestyle you don’t even live anymore. Though everyday of this apple pie life seemed harder than your toughest nights hunting and crashing in some abandoned building. Seriously, some of your squats looked like a 5 star accommodation compared to your rental. 

You drank a few beers and made polite conversation. When the chatter turned to office drama and other work related topics you decided to dip out. 

The next day at work you stood up front with your boss talking about some possible upgrades to the entrance, which really means he was talking and you were vaguely listening. Your already divided attention was tore away from him when through the window you saw a black ‘67 Chevy Impala tear into the parking lot. Your boss said something about classic cars and you simply ignored him as you exited your workplace. You knew exactly two people who could be driving that car and you could only think of one reason why they’d find you. You started walking towards the vehicle, praying to heaven above that both brothers exited that vehicle. The driver side and passenger side door opened at the same time. You felt your breath catch in your throat at the anticipation. A bright smile was brought to your face when you saw both brothers, though it was quickly wiped off when you saw the seriousness on theirs. 

“What are you guys doing here?” You questioned tentatively. 

Dean looked over at you with a guarded expression. “You know we wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t bad,” he said in a gruff manner. 

“Seriously, we’re sorry to do this, but we need to ask you for a favor,” Sam said, his tone more sympathetic than Dean’s. 

Though you understand Dean is just grappling with feelings of guilt right now. He promised that if you got out, he wouldn’t drag you back in. He tended to keep his promises, especially ones to you. Whatever it was, without them even saying yet, you knew it must be worse than they’re letting on. 

“Let’s go somewhere else to talk,” You said while walking towards the backseat.

“No, we can talk about this later when you get off,” Sam protested.

“Yeah, we’re already interrupting your life,” Dean added, not quite meeting your eyes as he spoke. His jaw set in a familiar clench, you knew he was grinding his teeth. A bad habit he got whenever he was stressed, angry, or down right upset.  

“Really, I’ve been looking for a reason to come back. Ain’t no apple pie out here, not a damn crumb for me,” You added, your tone laced with bitterness and a hint of regret. 

The brothers shared a look, confusion passing over both of their faces. 

“We can talk about this later, now let’s go,” You spoke up as you noticed the shared look between the two. 

All three of you clambered into the car and Dean began to drive out of the parking lot. You started giving him directions to your apartment. While doing so you peered out the window and saw your boss watching with a dumbfounded look on his face. The sight of his utter horror brought a devilish smirk to your face as you flipped him the bird. Sam chuckled at your antics and Dean sped off, the roar of baby’s engine broke the peaceful quiet of the afternoon and her tires kicked up dust. 

You sat back in your seat and threw your head back laughing. The smell of leather filling your nose, paired with the sound of baby’s familiar purr, and the sight of your two favorite boys, filled your heart, mind, body, and soul with a happiness you’ve been lacking.

[im-not-a-traitor]

"Cause you and I, we were born to die."

Hello and welcome to my Blog!

This is a c!Eret rp blog based around lmanburg era

Set around the begining :)

Rules / facts !!

{ ☆ } : Eret is in their mid twenties during this arc, and uses he/him and they/them!

{ ☆ } : Lmancrew :3 : Niki, Jack, wilbur, Tommy, tubbo, fundy ^__^

{ ☆ } : you are allowed to play anybody from any era ^__^ qsmp, ocs, idm we ignore Canon

{ ☆ } : relationships / shipping is allowed but no NSFW 🙏

Ooc stuff :3

This blog is run by @myaminecraft ^__^

While this blog will try to stay lighthearted, if something triggering comes up, I will tag it

Thats all! Thank you for stopping by!!

Creds under cut

Dividers @thecutestgrotto

Pfp from lmanburg the musical

[daily-red-character]

Red Character of the Day

day 167

Arytani

OC by @micr0machine

Divider cred: @/thecutestgrotto

[cherrrryfizz]

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“ A Not-so-Pleasant Reunion ”

Fandom: Attack on Titan

Summary: After deciding to stay and continue onward with her training, Cadet Taylor Schuyler catches up with old friends she met in her youth: the three children from Shinganshina. Taylor wishes to catch up with what they have been up to in the last two years that she had last seen them, but as expected running into Eren Yeager wasn’t an enjoyable experience when he talks down about her choice of career.

Word Count: 5,402

Characters: Tay Schuyler {OC}, Mel Oglethorpe {OC}, Sam Dossam {OC}, Nathanael Schuyler {OC}, Reiner Braun, Mikasa Ackerman, Eren Yeager

Warnings: Major changes in canon, rewrite of scene from anime, mild spoilers, heavily implied OC x Canon

Divider cred: thecutestgrotto

Author's note: Repost and second-part to this fic! This story was also a rewrite of the third episode of Attack on Titan in S1.~

Poor potato girl was still running through the training field as the sun was beginning to set as part of her punishment. It was quite a shock having to witness not only this girl deciding now of all times was an appropriate time to start eating, but to offer Shadis a smaller half than the one she had with a straight face. Shadis was left speechless before he had completely chewed her out with his colorful vocabulary.

Nathanael followed Sam after grabbing some stew and bread, and mug of water. At least the water looked much fresher than the one from the pump he was used to in Windsor Village. As he walked to find a place to sit, he looked around for any sign of his little sister to see if she had decided to stay after all. His eyes had briefly met Mel’s before she went back to eating her food.

“Rough first day?”

Mel looked up from her mug at the big blond guy who decided to sit across from her.

“Not really. Why do you ask?” 

“You seemed tense. Thought maybe the commandant got to you.”

Mel shook her head. “I’m not worried about him. Besides, he’ll learn fast. I tend to have a bit of a mouth on me.”

He chuckled. “Hey, at least you’re honest.” 

Mel couldn’t help but smile. This guy seemed to have some charm to him, despite the scary look he seemed to have on his face. 

“I haven’t properly introduced myself. My name is Reiner Braun.”

“Melody.”

“I didn’t forget. It’s a nice name.”

Mel felt her cheeks heat up. As she took a glimpse at him, she noticed that he had beautiful golden eyes.

Sam took notice of Mel speaking to Braun. He thought he saw Mel’s cheeks a soft shade of pink when he had spoken to her. As he ate his stew, he looked at Sam, then at Mel, and back at his friend.

“Something on your mind, buddy?” Nathanael asked.

Sam looked over at him. “What do you mean?”

“Come on, I saw that look. You know, Mel is going to be talking to other guys unless you tell her how yo—” He was suddenly cut off by Sam shoving his bread loaf into his mouth, making him gag. Nathanael took the load out after taking a bite, and waved it at him. “You’re not getting this back,” he said, his mouth still full.

“Go ahead, I don’t want your diseases,” Sam grumbled. “I don’t know what it is, there’s something about that guy that doesn’t sit right with me. I mean, look at him.”

Nathanael looked over at Reiner, who seemed to be interested in whatever it was Mel was talking to him about. He seemed intimidating, but he seemed to soften up compared to the first time he saw him.

“Are you saying that because you’re jealous or because he’s a tough guy?”

Sam’s face turned as red as a fresh tomato as he stirred his spoon in his stew.

“I’ve been saying it for years and I will tell you again.” Nathanael leaned closer towards his friend. “Tell her the truth! ”

“It’s not that easy,” Sam muttered. “I care about Melody, I don’t want to risk losing her.”

“Well, you will if you don’t say something.” Nathanael knew Sam had a huge crush on Mel since the day he met her. He looked around at the familiar faces that he would come to eat and sleep with for the next three years. For a brief moment, his eyes landed on a beautiful blonde girl who had her hair tied back into a bun, whom he had heard was from Sina and seemed to have experience in the medical field. Seeing her up close, Nathanael thought his heart skipped a beat. Her hazel eyes turned to his direction, and he quickly turned his flustered face away, his attention caught on the crowd beginning to form at one of the tables.

To his surprise, in the crowd he had spotted the mousy-brown-haired girl clutching her leather sketchbook tight in her heart that belonged to his little sister. 

“I’ll be damned. She didn’t give up after all.” Strangely, he was glad to see that Taylor didn’t give up after all, yet in the back of his mind he was still uncertain if she could make it far. She was standing behind a couple of other people who were circling around the table with expressions of shock, horror, and awe.

"What's going on over there?" Nathanael asked.

"It’s that kid from Shinganshina. A lot of people have questions about what happened that day when the titan attack happened," Sam answered.

“Oh.” Nathanael fell quiet. The idea of the titans tearing down the one thing that managed to keep them safe for over a hundred years made him suddenly lose his appetite. When the news reached his hometown, he lost sleep for weeks afraid that the titans would break through and devour his family.

Nathanael tried to tune out the questions, but his curiosity peaked. Even Sam found himself listening in to hear about what that kid had to experience.

“Didn’t Taylor and your mother go to Shinganshina?” Sam asked.

“Yeah,” Nathanael murmured, setting his food aside. “A doctor said there was someone who could help him when he got really sick. Mom mentioned she became friends with a couple kids when they were there.”  Nathanael glanced over, listening to some of the questions. He wondered if that person they were talking to was probably one of the children Taylor had met in her time in Shinganshina.

“Yeah, okay? I saw the big guy,” Eren said as though he had told the story many times.

Everyone gasped.

“Whoa, seriously?” asked the blonde guy with sideburns.

“Okay, exactly how tall was he?!” asked Samuel.

“He stuck his head over the outer wall,” Eren replied.

“Whoa, wait! I thought he stepped over the wall completely!”

“So did I!” exclaimed the redhead girl with the short ponytail.

“That was the rumor in my village too!”

“Nah,” Eren said, unphased. “He was big, but not that big.”

“So what did it look like?” Tay asked, clutching her sketchbook close to her chest.

He looked over towards her. “It had a mouth like a corpse, and no skin, just muscles.”

“And the armored titan,” asked another guy, “the one that broke through Wall Maria?!”

Eren looked over after eating some of his stew. “Is that what they’re calling it? In all the panic, it was just another titan to me.”

“No way,” Samuel exclaimed. “So what were they like?”

Eren immediately froze up. His spoon fell into his stew, and he covered his mouth as though he was going to be sick. Everyone immediately went silent when they saw his reaction, each looking concerned for him and some feeling bad for asking too many questions and thus reminding him of everything he had lost.

“Come on,” said Marco Bodt, the friendly guy with freckles, “that’s enough questions, all right? I’m sure he’d rather not relive everything he went through.”

“Sorry,” said Connie. “We didn’t mean to—”

“It’s not like that.” Eren’s demeanor changed as he took a bite out of his loaf; he acted more confident in himself, and perhaps a little cocky as he spoke. “Those stupid titans, they’re really not that big a deal. If we focus on mastering the omni-directional mobility gear they gave us, then it’s titan payback time.”

As he went on to talk about how he has waited years to train to become a soldier, Tay couldn’t help but smile as she listened to Eren ramble on about how he would butcher the titans and drown them all out. It was nice to see he had not changed one bit, she thought to herself. At the other table, Mel couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Eren's big talk; she sympathized with the fact that he had to endure such a frightening attack, yet here he was trying to act big and tough and to her, he just sounded ridiculous. Reiner was quiet most of Eren’s talk, but his eyes caught a glimpse of Mel shaking her head. He couldn’t help but chuckle at Mel having no interest in hearing some small kid try to act so tough. As soon as Eren revealed he was joining the Scout Regiment, Nathanael perked up, looking through the crowd to see exactly what his sister was thinking just as Jean decided to add his own input.

Nathanael felt uneasy at the thought of Tay reconsidering the Scout Regiment despite the promise they had made. He was so naive as a child to believe they stood a chance to go beyond the walls. The thought of even doing so now made him shudder. He had dreams of killing any titan he had faced alongside his father and uncle, two of the greatest soldiers the Scout Regiment ever had in his eyes. As young children, Nathanael was able to lift Tay’s spirits with made up stories about them becoming scouts and defeating the titans together. That used to be his dream up until they had lost their father. Since then, Nathanael realized the real dangers the Scout Regiment had to offer, and so he and Taylor made a promise they wouldn’t even dare to think of joining the Scout Regiment. But now that this guy was here, he worried his sister may end up having second thoughts.

Nathanael came back down to reality when he heard someone standing up, and saw that Eren Yeager kid was staring daggers at Jean, who had decided to add in his own input about the Scout Regiment.

“Are you trying to pick a fight?” he muttered.

“Stop it, you guys,” Marco said, hoping this wouldn’t turn into a physical altercation.

But Jean smirked, and stood up. “All right, sure. Makes no difference to me.”

Everyone turned their attention to them as the two stood face to face. Taylor took a few steps away from them just in case fists did start flying, and Nathanael began to inch up so he could be ready to snatch his sister away from them should this turn violent.

The sound of a bell ringing was heard overhead, alerting them they were to return to their cabins. At that moment, several cadets who shared no interest in watching these two knuckleheads bicker began to take their trays and make their way out of the mess hall. 

The tall dark-haired guy looked over at Reiner, noticing he wasn’t getting up from his seat, then his head turned to the redhead he was sitting across. A look of concern fell upon his face, but he just made his way towards the door.

 Jean sighed. “Hey, I apologize,” he said to Eren. “Sorry for calling you names and dismissing your choice of career.” He extended his hand out to Eren. “Put ‘er there, kid, what do you say?”

Eren didn’t smile. He didn’t appreciate the way Jean was talking down to him and was standing here trying to act all buddy-buddy in front of everyone. This guy was going to be a thorn in his side, Eren could tell right away.

“Right,” Eren said, uninterested. “Yeah, I’m sorry as well.” Instead of shaking his hand, Eren smacked Jean’s hand away, and turned to make his way out the door.

“Well that was very anticlimactic,” Mel commented, eating the last of her bread. She sighed and stood up.

Sam sighed, relieved he didn’t have to witness a fight. He grabbed his tray. “Come on, guys, let’s get going. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day.”

“Can’t wait.” Mel got up from her seat, stretching her arms out. 

“Hey, wait.” Reiner stood up. When Mel turned to face him, he felt his chest tighten. The first thing he took notice of was how beautiful her eyes were, reminding him of how the moonlight reflected in a body of water. “You need someone to walk you to your cabin?”

Mel turned her head, her eyebrow raised as she placed her hand on her hip. “I don’t know. It’s a long, merciless journey,” she said as she twirled her red hair. “You think you can handle it?”

Reiner smiled, liking this girl’s wit. “We’ll just have to see.”

Mel smirked, and he followed her.

Tay watched as Eren made his way out. She herself had several questions to ask him about what happened that day and since then, but from that previous reaction he had earlier, she didn’t want to overwhelm him and cause him to spiral. She was just glad to see that he wasn’t so sickly skinny as he was that night she caught him stealing bread from their shop. 

Nathaneal approached her, glaring at Yeager until he was finally gone. He turned his attention back to his sister. “Well, I'm glad to see you decided to stay after all.”

“Hm?” Tay came back down to earth after she was lost in thought, then it had already registered what Nathanael had said. “Oh, yeah.” It was a tough choice, but I didn't want to give up so quickly on my first day.”

“Well I'm proud of you for making that call, Tay.”

His tone said otherwise, Taylor thought.

“You know there’s no shame in doing so if it gets too much,” Nathanael assured her. “That’s entirely up to you.”

“Nathanael.” Taylor turned her head towards him. “I’m okay. Really.”

Nathanael nodded. “I know. Besides, it’d be boring without you around.”

“Oh, I know.”

Nathanael looked at his kid sister as they both made their way out. As they went outside, they spotted Jean standing there, who for some reason had the most dead eyes he had had all night, just wiped his hand along Connie’s back as he was desperately trying to reach behind him to get off whatever was on his shirt.

"What'd you wipe on me?!" Connie asked, annoyed.

"Don't worry...just my trust," replied Jean sullenly.

Nathanael and Taylor looked confused at the two boys, unsurely what had even prompted Jean to even say that.

"Uhhhh…let's just go over here." Nathanael gently pulled Tay's arm and fast-walked away from them.

As the two of them walked the field, they took in the sights of the cabins and the training ground they would be working hard in. 

“Well, at least it won't be boring with the crew finally together.” Nathanael stretched out his arms, trying to crack his knuckles. “It’ll be just like we always talked about when we were kids, huh? Only this time, we’ll be living the high life: Mom can open a much better bakery, the twins will have tons of food in their bellies, and we get to be with our uncle just like old times. Isn’t that exciting?”

“Uh-huh.” 

Nathanael noticed Tay had no interest in the Military Police like he did. Ever since he made that announcement, she had decided on a whim she would come alongside him.

“You know, you telling Shadis off like that was awesome,” Nathanael told her. “And what Shadis said doesn’t mean shit. I think you could do it.”

Taylor didn’t look at her brother. She knew he was only saying that to make her feel better, but he didn’t mean it. She was the smallest one in the group and the one who needed the most protection out of all of them. Deep down, she hated being seen as the weakingly and being treated as though she was so fragile.

Nathanael cleared his throat when Tay didn’t respond. “Oh, here’s something funny. Mel’s already got herself a boyfriend. Poor Sammy, I can tell the guy is jealous. I tell him every day ‘You gotta tell Mel your real feelings, otherwise someone else will come sweep her off her feet.’ Shame.” He shook his head.

Tay was half paying attention as she watched Eren and Mikasa pass by. Mikasa was holding a bit of her black hair; from the looks of it, she was trying to decide what length to cut it. Nathanael stopped walking when he realized Tay wasn't listening, and saw her looking over at them.

“Is that them?” Nathanael asked.

“Yes, it is,” she murmured. “Apparently, he lost his mother when the titans started coming in. He doesn’t have a clue where his father is, it’s like he just vanished. They've been on their own since then.”

“Damn.” Nathanael couldn't imagine how scary it must have been for kids like them so young to survive on their own. Still, a little voice in the back of his mind was setting off alarms that something about the kid with the scowl on his face, he didn't like it.

“Just be careful with people like them, Taylor.”

Tay furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, and glanced at her brother. “What do you mean by that?” she asked.

Nathanael crossed his arms. “There’s something about that guy—”

“Eren,” Tay cut him off, “that's his name.”

Nathanael shook his head. “There's something about Eren I don't trust.”

“Why, because of him talking about killing those things?”

“It's more so the way he said it.” Nathanael tensed up, trying to not remember the pain that he and his family had to endure when they lost their father to those monsters. “Taylor, don't forget we made a promise,” he said,

“I didn't forget, Nat. Besides, me catching up with an old friend isn't going to make me want to join the scouts. I already gave up on that a long time ago.”

“Good. But if I were you, I would stay away from someone like him.”

“You don't know him like I do.”

“You only knew him for a few months. What's so special about that?”

Tay thought back of that rainy night when she encountered Eren once again. Nathanael nor their mother knew of that night when she let him steal some food. She sighed. “He lost a lot that day, Nathanael. You don’t have to like him, but have a little sympathy.”

Nathanael sighed. “Okay. I’ll go easy. The most I’ll do is stay out of his way.”

“As long as you play nice with the other boys, by all means.” Tay perked her shoulders and made her way down the field. Nathanael made a face at her as she walked off, and as he followed her to catch up with her he did an exaggerated slip with his arms waving.

As they reached the girls’ cabin, Taylor approached the steps, and looked up at the night sky. The shades of purple and blue would look beautiful on a canvas, she thought.

“Okay, so you’re sure you’ll be okay for tomorrow?” Nathanael asked her.

“I will be.” Taylor sat down on the steps, opening her sketchbook and taking out her charcoal pencil.

“Good, good.” Nathanael nodded as he leaned against the staircase. “You know there’s no shame in going home if it gets too much.”

Tay stopped drawing. “Nathanael,” she muttered, “ you promised.”

“I know, I know, sorry.” He raised his hand. “It’s a force of habit. I don’t doubt you can do it, I only say that because I don’t want you to get your hopes up if things don’t work out.”

“Then I’m just gonna work hard and prove to Shadis that I can do it and that I’m not the weakingly everyone thinks I am.” Taylor began scribbling in her sketchbook. 

Nathanael looked at whatever it was she was drawing, noticing she was making it take the shape of a circle before shaping it into a head.

“Well, whatever ends up happening, just know I’ll be proud of you, Tay, just as you make sure to give them hell.”

“Oh, trust me, I will.”

Nathanael smiled, happy to see her give her smile at him. “Are you staying up?”

“I’m just waiting for Mel to get back.”

“Okay. Just get plenty of rest. It's gonna be a tough day tomorrow.”

“Oh, don’t I know it. It’ll be the start of the first three years of hell.”

“Damn right. Well, goodnight, kiddo.”

“Goodnight.”

Nathanael waved at his sister. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, not paying attention as he had bumped into a small blonde kid who was walking by and seemed to be staring off in the clouds, and he ended up stumbling back and falling. 

“Sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going,” said the shaken blonde guy.

Nathanael, who was still standing, waved his hands and shook his head. “No, no! That was my fault, I kinda zoned out there.” He held his hand out towards him and helped the blonde kid back on his feet. “Sorry about that,” he said, patting his arm.

“Ah, it’s no problem. I’m fine.”

“You’re…Arlert, right?”

“Yes. Armin. Schuyler?”

“Nathanael.” He smiled. “Well nice to meet you directly instead of getting screamed at by the commandant.”

“Tell me about it.”

Back at the girls’ cabin, Tay found herself sketching what Eren had described the titan to look like when he spoke of it in the mess hall. “It had a mouth like a corpse, and no skin, just muscle.” Taylor had never seen a corpse up close before. She never even got a chance to see her father’s dead body since there was nothing to bring back on that final mission, aside from his cloak that was stained with red at the bottom half.

“Hey, move over.”

“Huh?” Taylor looked up, meeting the brown-eyed glare of the freckled-girl. who was carrying Potato Girl on her back. Potato Girl was just sleeping on her back, just snoring loudly with drool rolling down the side of her cheek. The petite blonde girl was trailing behind, carrying an empty shack that had water.

“Sorry.” Taylor scooted over.

Freckles didn’t say anything as she walked by. Taylor glared at her.

“Bitch,” she grumbled, hoping Freckles didn’t hear her. She did, but she didn’t pay her any mind.

“S-sorry about her, she’s just tired,” Blondie said.

“She could ask a little nicer,” Tay grumbled, going back to her scribbling. She realized she sounded harsh to the small blonde girl, and she felt a bit bad. “Sorry. It’s been a long day, and I don’t want to deal with anyone's attitude.”

“I understand.” Blondie smiled softly. “What’re you drawing?”

“I don’t know yet. I just kinda scribble until it turns into something.” She showed her the base of the head she was doing

“Wow, you have quite a talent,” she said, sweetly. “My name is Krista. You’re…Tabitha, right?”

“Taylor,” she said, chuckling.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” Krista exclaimed. “Trying to remember names all night, everyone just blurs together.”

“It’s okay! I know it’s going to be a nightmare trying to remember everyone here.”

“Well I already know that we’re going to become great friends.” 

Tay smiled, surprised to see that tiny blonde girl in a place like this. Perhaps she had the same goal as she did. Then she noticed Mel approaching with the blonde brute. Taylor closed her book and stood up, feeling a bit intimidated by that big guy. His face had scared her the first time she saw him, and she was afraid he would probably be mean.

“Well, this is our stop,” Reiner said.

“Thanks for walking me to my cabin,” Mel said, smirking. 

“Anytime. You ever need an escort, I’ll be there.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“So I’ll see you tomorrow for the altitude test?” 

“I’ll be there.”

“Great! I’ll see you tomor—” Reiner walked backwards, bumping into a couple of barrels behind him. Reiner managed to turn around fast and stop it from falling over, making Mel and Tay giggle as he held it for a minute. “Stay!” he said when he removed his hands. He looked back at the girls with a nervous smile. “I, uh, I’m…I’m gonna go.” He pointed behind him and began to make his way to his cabin.

Mel shook her head, laughing at that big dork. He was not what she thought he would be, and something about him made her heart warm.

“Oooooh, you got a new boyfriend?” Taylor asked, leaning on the rail with her hands on her cheeks.

“Hah!” Mel said. “That’s rich coming from you when you were blushing at Yeager’s story!”

Tay’s eyes widened and her cheeks turned red. “What?!” she said. “Are you saying what I think you are?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.” Mel confidently walked up the steps.

Tay shook her head. “He’s just a kid I met years ago. There is no way I feel anything like that for him.”

“Mm-hmm.” Mel could read her best friend like an open book. She saw the look in her eyes when she heard Eren speak about his experience in the titan attack. “Well if you say so. I’m heading to bed,” Mel yawned. “You coming?

“Later,” Tay said. “I’ll be a moment.”

“Okay.” Mel watched as Tay gently lifted her skirt to make her way down the steps without tripping, and began to take a walk with her sketchbook in her hand. Mel shook her head, but she couldn’t help but smile at her friend. She was so proud to see that she stayed after all, and she was more than confident that her best friend would be able to achieve her goals.

Taylor looked around as she passed by several other cabins housing the other cadets. As she looked, Mikasa was beginning to pass by. She kept looking at her hair and was thinking about deciding on what length to shorten it.

“Hey, Mikasa?”

Mikasa looked in her direction.

“I, uh…didn’t really get a chance to speak to Eren earlier. Can you tell me where he went?”

“He went for a walk over that way.” Mikasa pointed in the direction at where she would find him.

Tay smiled. “Thank you.”

Mikasa gave her a slight nod, and Tay made her way towards the direction where Mikasa pointed her to. 

As she predicted, Eren was standing by one of the trees and looking over the training field. Those memories of when they were children and his big talks about how he wanted to join the Scout Regiment came flooding back. Now that time has finally come. Despite the circumstances that led him here, Eren was glad he was much closer to getting his chance at revenge against those beasts.

“Hey.”

Eren turned around to see a short brown-haired girl approaching her, holding her journal close to her chest.

“I didn’t get a chance to say hello in the mess hall,” she murmured, smiling.

“Oh, it’s you,” he exclaimed. “You know, I never thought I would see you in a place like this.”

“Shocking, isn’t it?” Tay agreed with a slight chuckle. “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”

“Yeah, it has. Your hair is shorter.”

Tay habitually ran her fingers through her hair. Despite the breeze on the back of her neck, she definitely preferred it to be a much shorter length. “I thought it would be easier to maintain. I like it a lot shorter.”

“Smart. It’ll make working with ODM-gear a lot easier. How’s your brother?”

“Clovis is doing much better nowadays.” Tay’s smile faded. “Eren, I…I’m really sorry to hear about what happened.”

Eren tensed up at the mention of it, and Tay immediately felt bad at reminding him.

“Oh, I didn’t mean—”

“I know you didn’t,” Eren snapped, immediately making Tay go quiet. “What happened happened, but I’m not gonna let it hold me back. I’ll take back my home and I’ll butcher every last titan that comes my way. I swear it.” 

“Nice to see you haven’t changed at all.”

“Hmph. Funny you say that when you’re interested in the MPs. I never expected someone like you to even be interested in them.”

“You and me both.” Tay’s face reddened as she rubbed the back of her neck. “But it's for a good reason. At least I can do my part to at least try to make a little bit of a difference.”

“I guess.” Eren didn’t smile as he crossed his arms. “But I gotta ask, of all the places you had to choose, it just had to be the Military Police?”

Tay looked up at him in confusion. “Well, yeah. I mean, I’m no fan of them, either, but I’m only doing it for my family and to get stronger.”

“Is that what you've been telling yourself?”

Tay was taken aback by that remark. “Excuse me?” 

Eren was caught off-guard by Tay’s response. The first time he met her, she was so meek and quiet, more so than Armin. The only thing he ever saw her get mad was when those three bullies snatched her sketchbook and dropped it into some mud, but even then she didn't really do much to defend herself when he, Mikasa, and Taylor beat them up—Mikasa was the only one who came out without a scratch.

“Well I just mean that…you know, you really think you have what it takes?”

“Oh, you don't think I can't work hard enough to get into the interior?” Tay put her hands on her hips.

“I never said that,” Eren muttered.

“That's what you insinuated.”

“I just mean you were never the best at fighting back.”

“Yeah?” Tay crossed her arms. “What about that time I kicked you down when you tried to steal from me?”

“That's completely different.”

“I managed to knock you down.”

“That's because I haven't eaten in days, I didn't have much strength, so that was your only advantage.” Eren was growing more agitated. Normally Tay would clam up when someone got angry at her. Not this time.

“You know, I was really looking forward to catching up with you and us becoming good friends, but now I think my biggest goal is to get stronger enough to kick your ass.”

“Hah!” Eren laughed. “Get real. You expect me to believe you would change your mind about the MPs after you compared them to a bunch of lazy pigs?” 

“Times change.”

“Come on, Taylor. What are you really hoping to fight for?”

Come to think of it, Taylor never really thought to ask her that. Anytime she was asked why wanted to join the Military Police, it was a different response each time: For the sake of giving her family a better life, to become a stronger person who didn’t need to hide behind her friends for protection, to dedicate her heart to the king. But deep down, Taylor could feel there was always something missing. She wanted more than just the simple life. If it was any different, she would hope to see a new world, to paint something beautiful and to do something worthwhile.

“I have plenty of reasons, thank you,” Tay replied with snark in her voice.

“Hmph. Thought you would say that.” Eren could tell that what she was saying was bullshit. “Well don’t act so shocked when Shadis screams at you again and you go crying to your m—” Eren suddenly stopped talking.

Tay felt him tense up. “What?” she asked.

Eren’s fists trembled. He was fighting back his emotions so hard. Then he scoffed. “Forget it. Have fun with your little friends in the interior for all I care.”

“Yeah, good luck getting through the first week, you suicidal bastard.”

Eren stopped walking and turned around as Tay began to storm off. He was actually stunned that she, the girl who froze up like a deer in the woods, told him off the way she did. Eren didn’t even consider that what he said was out of line, but in his mind the Military Police were full of people who just wanted to cheat their way through life. And that’s exactly what Tay was doing, he knew what she was saying was absolute bullshit.

But Tay wasn’t going to give up so easily. She would show Eren, Shadis, and Nathanael that she was capable of earning her spot in the Military Police. At least it was better than spending your days not knowing whether or not it would be your last stepping outside those walls. As the moon began to rise over the camp for the 104th Cadet Corps, the first day starting the next three years of hell had ended.

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Stephanie Lauter from Nightmare Time 2: Abstinence Camp moodboard with raccoon and bracelet making inspo

requested by: @raccoonboy13, ty for the rq!! hope you like it :3

[divider creds: @kodaswrld and @thecutestgrotto]

(all images were found on Google images, including bg)

song to go with it: 'CRAZY' by LE SSERAFIM

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Michael from The Magnus Archives moodboard with related inspo (i am so SO happy with how this turned out om)

requested by: ņ̸͎̩͖̫̓̒ö̴͈̻̩̗͐̕͜ ̴͍̙̳̹͉̾́̈̿͝o̶͈̞̠͗͊͠ň̶͎̳͕̼̈́ȇ̴̫͆͘, self-indulgent

[divider creds: @magicalboything and @thecutestgrotto] [badge png creds: @pinbackfreak, @lovertm and @goobersplat] [Michael art creds: @stolos]

(all other images were found on Google images, including overlay and bgs, writing on pins in alt text)

song to go with it: 'Thelema' by Øfdream

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Isha from Arcane moodboard with related inspo

requested by: no one, self-indulgent (I love her <33)

[divider creds: @thecutestgrotto]

(all images were found on Google images, I drew over them, they're supposed to have been drawn/written by her)

song to go with it: 'forwards beckon rebound' by Adrianne Lenker

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