Full of C y n i c i s m

               —♟❜⋮”I can assure you …” Words ushered with a pause held a type of venom he only used on his enemies, never on a comrade — though certainly, Ymir was not in that category. The midst of silence upon the rolling horizon, lips crack apart to muster breathy exhale, poison and wrath tucked beneath sharpest tongue. Rough hand wraps around a barren handle, a blade meeting the edge of his gear as he pulls it from its sheath, just the tip of the blade still hiding within it’s confines. Metalline crackles, a swing of sword as his arm extends, the tip now becoming visible as he lets it rest by his side.

               A longer pause, lethal stare in place, he offers naught a single amount of compassion. He was humanity’s wings of freedom, known to have a soft side as he holds great value on preserving human life. Yet despite that, he is strong, venomous, imperial, wrath-biding and flesh binding. He is able to cut within the flesh of liars, execute betrayers without a single thought to comprehend. 

               ”—That Historia Reiss is the least of your worries.” He brews, he tastes the words like a starved animal. The hush of mumbles, ghostly and undefined— silence. he gives no warning.

               The crack of the tree limb sounds throughout the silence, maneuver gear collide with the tree opposite from the female, deadly eyes catching sight of his prey, stone cold and blood thirsty. Flesh beneath layers of warmth tremble with glorified anticipation. His body spins in mid air, blade rising high above his shoulder, the mid sunlight gleaming off of it was sure to blind anyone gazing directly into it’s razor sharp physique. 

               And he slices, blade penetrating deep into her shoulder, eyes lock into his target possessed by thaw of atmosphere divine and sinful, glare. Though he can feel zephyr’s swift burden, the tint of unbinding path all in gloom’s cheery lament. He moves vastly— jabing the blade into the side of the tree and gazed on, watching for her next move.

               He’d give some pity,

                         …He wasn’t going treat her the same as Annie and carve mercilessly.

           His designated alias wasn't Humanity's Strongest for naught.

           A shrill of agony threatened to spew, albeit she'd gritted her teeth, clamping onto a sense of pride and impeded such transpiration. The pressure of his assault burrowed deep within her shoulder, rousing knees to cave under her form's weight and bury within a ligneous branch. Crimson spurted into the expanse, oozing from an open laceration and cascading from her semi-human anatomy in heaps of vermillion. Dripping onto the tree's bark in large ceaseless droplets. Heaved pants emerged from a shifter, agony coursed through the joint of a limb, immobilized by the wound and his blood-lust gaze momentarily. 

           Posed vigilance and observed his movements from the corner of her eye. He was waiting...like a hawk to it's prey. Seldom escaping his all-seeing eye. Waiting to dive in and terminate all sense of existence. The gravity of his strike could impart a single thought -- Dammit. With a thwarted scheme and the absence of her recent accomplices -- no alternative was presented. No Historia...nothing left but to salvage her existence from the one she'd least anticipated opposing.

          Now crouched, resting over kneecaps, a lone extremity reached within the fold of her boot and digits curled the hilt before embedding it's sharped edge into her palm. 

          Rays, like lightening spewed from all directions, encompassing a female's form. Smoke emitted and coated her vicinity, obscuring even his eyes from peering into a quasi-barrier. Dermis stretched, peeled and rose in temperature -- heat clutching desperately at the seams of her transition. 

          A titan, waited not another millisecond  leaped at him, similarly as swift as his own assault. Deft on it's gigas feet whilst quickened movements allowed an elongated limb to lance an outstretched palm. Colliding with vigorous force to his anatomy, such force leaving an indent in her wake before haring to an opposite tree. Self-defense, survival's instinct besmirching actions -- ravenous in extricate herself from his unyielding hand. 

          She -- inexorably the most proficient in her titan form, more than Reiner, Bertholdt, and Eren from her own conclusions. Trained within the lion's den and conquered her alternate form over the span of six decades, relentlessly clinging onto a thread of life -- any moment warranted her eradication if ensnared by titanous hands themselves. Learned to adapt to her newfound body and could even utter words...

          Give.....

                             me....

Happy Birthday Historia!

[ and when he wakes he takes me far away. ]

                  He takes me to this place,

                                      —  that I completely hate,

whenever I listen to ‘I Wouldn’t Mind' these two always come to mind 

as you can see, i’m super creative, hoohah. anyways, here’s to having 600 followers!! below are the people i cherish, the people i look up to and the ones i’m super super happy to have followed!

hall of fame;;

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                                            ~Happy 2014~

Thank you everyone for your continuous support! Some of you may know how self-conscious I am over my portrayal of this character, I am trying my very best. A lot of you have helped me develop her in ways I could never imagine. Thus, here is my way of expressing my gratitude.

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