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Okay so I know AOT Junior High is meant as a parody and I shouldn’t make a deal out of this, but there is that one decision that kinda throws me off…

That they aged down Levi, Hange and Miche to third year students but kept Erwin as a teacher.

I don’t get the point behind this since they’re all canonically around the same age group - why not make the former three teachers too?

Is it because of Levi’s height? Or is it just to be silly?

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Jean: I didn't drink that much last night.

Connie: You were flirting with Marco.

Jean: So what? He’s my partner.

Connie: You asked if he was single.

Sasha: And then you cried when he said he wasn’t.

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What are some things you guys like to do as a couple for fun? Do you go out together, do you take nice walks, so on and so on.

Marco: I’m just glad to see the Earth slowly recovering in plant life, and they make perfect picnic spots for either ourselves or when we visit Mikasa and Eren.

Jean: Yeah, and then freaking Eren still calls me out on staring at Mikasa the whole time - the bastard.

Marco: … were you?

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Connie’s Death - Pt. 1

Here’s some art for @sonofthesaiyans of how it went in Assassin's Bullet.

What was that? Of course this is what really happened. Sasha is alive, what’s wrong about it? Haha 😅

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If you’ve found your way here: welcome. I hope you’ll feel at home too. 💛

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Emma and Frederick Hoover

Frederick Hoover lived the life similar to all Eldians who lived within Marley - badmouthed and abused for being the spawns of the devil. He tried his best to remain the quiet life on his own, however, even when he got into a bad beating from a Marleyan man. And that was just for walking near his house.

Not long after does a young lady notice his wounds and offer to tend to them for him. She had long, dark-brown hair tied and slightly tanned skin, she also appeared wearing an Eldian armband too, so Frederick wasn’t bothered by the request.

The glimmer in her brown eyes and smile caught his attention immediately, drawing him to stay and chat with her for a while.

The day of sharing their names turned into a week of seeing each other; the seeds of romantic feelings were already beginning to sprout. But when Emma learned about this, she had to let out her secret at some point soon to him.

She was actually a Marleyan undercover as an Eldian, in fact, she was the only Marleyan in existence who never blindly followed the government brainwashing. All she saw were poor people being mistreated for wrongdoings they were never part of, and so led herself to a life of helping them as much as she could; but disguised as to not let any other Marleyans know.

She expected Frederick to get angry at her, for deceiving him and for being a Marleyan that whole time, but fortunately showed compassion. He loved her as a person and not for her blood; this led to a very sweet confession from both sweethearts.

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About two years passed and two wonderous things had happened; they secretly shared a proposal and had their own little child. A baby boy of tanned skin like his mother and black hair/navy-blue eyes like his father - they named him Bertholdt.

Things didn’t stay wholesome for long, as six months after his birth, the Marleyan government got caught onto her secrets. Blood test methods have been improving after all.

In the end, she gave up her life on the condition that her fiancé and child were spared. They surprisingly agreed on her terms but didn’t tell her he’d be forced to watch as they hung her in front of many Marleyans for treason - possibly to make an example out of her.

Her story was later altered and published into textbooks, known as ‘The Marleyan Witch’.

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Pixiv

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behold. hange himejoshi-ing out

not my art, found on pinterest. if anyone knows artist, pls share their @

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“… I want to grow old with you and love you for the rest of my life…”

"…but this world is so cruel to let you and me separate like that…"

"…well, see you in the next life…"

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Demon slayer x Aot uniform.

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LESGOOOO DAY 1!!

For it I decided to go with my first idea- just two little kids going onto a big adventure in the woods. I think its simple yet cute and with how angsty the canon is we need some childlike wonder, right?

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This was inspired by my good friend @sonofthesaiyans

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Alive!Marco AU - During the battle for Shiganshina

Marco was working alongside Jean, Connie and Sasha during the battle. Eren already succeeded in blocking one of the entrances with his new titan hardening ability, it seemed to easy so the others had to stay alert. They were proven right when Reiner nearly ambushed the Scouts.

Eren fought back against Reiner as the Attack and Armoured titans, the former had the upper hand until the rest of the group counterattacked with the newly developed thunder spears. They had him where they need, until a single, small moment of physical contact between Eren and Marco happened. No one but Marco knew what occurred in the matter of seconds.

A bundle of lost memories came flooding back to him - of how he almost died back at Trost. He overheard Reiner and Bertholdt talking about they were responsible for the wall breaking, and out of nowhere they held him down, planning to kill him. Annie got involved too; taking away his ODM gear so he couldn’t leave. A saddened, defenceless Marco was left to be eaten alive by a nearby titan if it weren’t for Jean who flew in at the right time.

The others all stared at the shocked Marco, honestly worried for him, they asked if he was okay until Bertholdt came flying into the city (thanks to the Beast titan). While they were distracted, Marco zoomed away towards where Bertholdt landed, he shouted his name in the most horrendous, angry tone.

“BERTHOLDT! IS IT TRUE?! THAT YOU AND REINER LEFT ME FOR DEATH?!”

(Before that point, Marco still held slight hope for them both and they could come around one day)

Everyone was shocked at this, including Bertholdt, but after a few words shared he made it clear that he’ll go through with killing his old comrades/friends for reasons unknown. This was the last straw for Marco - his yells of frustration were not to be ignored.

Out of the blue he attempted a strike, with Bertholdt managing to fight back even after Marco cut off his ear. The two continued until Marco made a immediate blow to his chest, he had him pinned with one blade and was about to finish it with another… at least he would’ve if Armin and Mikasa didn’t interfered and held Marco back.

Bertholdt released himself from the blade and got away. The others were too busy to aid Marco to go after him (also he could’ve possibly transformed if they did) the freckled boy was in too much of a rage to listen to his friends begging him to calm down, so much that his closest friend, Jean, couldn’t think of a better option but to knock him out cold.

Jean getting up behind and knocking his dear friend unconscious was one of the worst things he ever did to him, but there were bigger threats occurring so it was the only solution he could think of. Marco remained that way until the end of the battle.

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i almost forgot to post this...

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instagram decided they want to see opulence and decay prompt first so you get it too😋

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Here is how NOT to comment/review someone's work:

Bruh. I may have been a sporadic fanfic author for almost 2 decades now, but I never once claimed to be a great writer. English isn't my first language. So I've always known of my issues when it comes to tenses (and thank god now for Grammarly for helping me through it all. That tool has been a tremendous help for me to learn how to write again.)

I am well aware of my own weaknesses in writing, because in reality, my job has forced me to be more of a technical writer than a creative one. And for years, I shoved that young creative version of me (both in art and writing) in the dark reaches of mind because of the demands of my academics and eventual line of work...until that darkness started climbing up the surface and began to swallow me.

I returned to the hobby of my youth to find myself, well aware that I have missed so much in helping to improve it. So constructive criticism is always welcome in this scene. I am constantly learning, and always open to ways that would help me become better. As everyone should.

This is not how you help someone become better. This is how you tear someone down. This is how you force them to shove their creativity back into that hollow void.

Now, for me, the years have already help me built a tough enough consistency so as not to be affected by the words of a mere figure hiding behind a screen. But there are others out there who are not like me. People who are just starting out in this game. People still finding and getting to know the creative part of themselves. No one deserves these words.

For many people, fanfiction writing has been one medium to let their imagination run free instead of being suppressed inside a bottle in their head. It goes beyond words, language, and grammar. It can be as childish and mediocre as it can be, or as flowy and all-over-the-place as one can make it.

It matters not to the reader. Art was never truly for others. If people enjoy what they have made, then those are just bonuses in this life.

It matters more to the writer. The creator. It matters more for their mind, for their joy. For them.

Let the haters hate on.

But let your mind continue to thrive.

(in addition, this person might also just be a generic hater of the Rivetra fandom. Just goes to show how there are people who spend most their time shitting on things they don't like instead of doing something productive. And for that, I feel sorry for the bloke.)

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the rebellious phase tried 50203490329 bg colour combos before giving up lol

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JeanMarco Summer Solstice | Day 2 | June 16th

A post-time skip Jean and Marco traditional drawing for the JeanMarco event hosted by @jeanmarcosolstice.

No prompt was chosen for this.

Things were supposed to be way darker, but by the time I had this one layer of pencil in, the side of my hand was practically black from smearing over what was already on the paper, lol.