THE ROGUE TITAN

[ old farts ] [ more coming soon! ]

“NO.”

Inspired by this fic by jaegerbait (pretend that this is one of the pics they find on their phones the next day).

why is no one shipping you

"……Jerk.”

"Great comeback, Jaeger. Real impressive.  Your mom tell ya ta say that one?"

"....My mom's dead. And you're an asshole."

"Is food really so important to you that you need to assault me with a pillow?" Armin grumbles, clearly unamused as he yanks the sack of feathers off his face. He sits up, somehow keeping the blankets wrapped around himself, and scowls at Eren. The expression would probably be a lot more threatening if his hair wasn’t sticking up in so many different directions. "If that’s the case, I can hardly say I agree with you."

Eren had to laugh. Between the bed-head and the cocoon of blankets, Armin was about as intimidating as an 8-week-old kitten. And anyway, Eren had spent years dealing with Armin's first-thing-in-the-morning bought of crankiness. It had stopped affecting him years ago. "Aw, c'mon, Armin. Don't look at me like that. I didn't hit you that hard." Grinning suddenly, he grabbed a handful of blankets from around Armin's shoulders and tugged them over his friend's face. "Now hurry up, before I carry you to breakfast!"

**I received permission to re-post. Please don’t re-post their artwork without the artist’s permission **

 ”Ah, yeah. You must be thinking of tornadoes and hurricanes,” he says informatively. He’d read through that book more times than he could count, and as a result, had a good portion of it memorized. It came in handy since he’d lost the thing when the colossal titan first appeared. "If that text was anything to go on, I don’t think we’d be able to fight at all during one of those storms. I’m not so sure how the titans would fair either. Apparently the winds alone can be strong enough to uproot trees and level entire cities."

"What?! Seriously??" And he thought the Titans were destructive... even they didn't go around ripping trees out of the ground. And none except the colossal Titan could destroy an entire city by itself. He tried to imagine what a storm like that would even look like, but he couldn't wrap his head around it. He wanted so badly to see the outside world, but he had never really considered that it might be dangerous. Then again, it was hard to imaging anything more dangerous than the Titans. "So... so what did people do? I mean, to protect themselves? You can't really outrun a storm, can you?"

"Ugh", he groaned sickly. "Wait a minute. I’m chucking up my guts here. I feel like there’s nothing le-", he was cut off when more vomit spewed from his mouth into the toilet.

"Oh, crap... I'm sorry, I-I didn't..." Eren stopped and winced sympathetically as the sounds of retching reached his ears from the other side of the door. "Sorry, I didn't think... erm, are you gonna be alright in there? You need some water or something?"

"…It’s really time-consuming." They both need to leave. 

"A tattoo." 

Well this was new to him. “Oh? Like what Eren?”

"It’s fine Eren. I get it already. You don’t really have to apologize." He placed a reassuring hand on the brunet’s shoulder, cheeks slowly shading into a rosy, warm color. "But thank you. It, um, means a lot to me." And it was true. Eren’s words always seemed to have a magical effect on him since they never failed to make him believe in himself and in his capabilities. "It’s the same for me too y’know. If not for you risking your life for mine that day, I don’t think I’d be standing here right now."

“And, you know… there wouldn’t be much of a point to fighting at all, if I couldn’t keep my own friends safe. I don’t think I’d have the courage to do any of this if it wasn’t to protect the people I love.”

あまね@自由の狩人U01

but uh yeah! transparent titan-slaying kids for your blog~