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astutior:

    “Oh?” Mild curiosity seeps into his bones, but it’s not really his place to ask. Then again, Jean is hoping to get the cash from him. Well, everything has its price. “Betting money you don’t have isn’t very wise. What was it about?”

He averts his gaze, eyes finding the floor. He mumbles something incoherent, a lame explanation that he’s not proud of. Hand moving to rub at the back of his neck, he sighs. “...An’ it’s for Eren okay?” 

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astutior:

     “That doesn’t sound suspicious at all.”

“I-I lost a bet, okay?” 

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"I didn't ask for this."

“An’ you think I did?” He’s hurt by his friends response, biting back a burning anger. He’d thought Armin of all people would understand what he was trying to say. They’d become so close lately...”Just forget it okay? Forget I ever said anythin��.” 

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"What happened wasn't your fault!"

Sentence Starters- Accepting

“I didn’t do anything to help stop it either.” He sighs, a glancing over his shoulder at the brunet. “I know what you’re tryin’ ta do here Sasha, so just...just don’t.”

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"Stop- just stop!"

“If we stop now, they’ll catch us, you know that right?” Chest heaving, he slows his run to a jog, and then a walk. For Mikasa to want to stop, or go back, she’d better have a pretty good reason, because Jean wanted to get as far away as possible in the shortest time he could manage. “If anyone else got out, they’ll be running too. Don’t be stupid, Mikasa.” 

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intuixion:

“I’m not gonna think ya mean it till you genuinely smile, Kirstein. Now,” She paused, crossing her arms. “What’s brown and sticky?”

“I dunno,” Jean sighs, anger giving way to defeat.She’d worn him down, that was for sure, but he wasn’t through being, well, himself. “Your hair?” 

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bear-tholdt:

:3c ♥

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Darker RP Sentence Starters

1: "I, I just can't..."

2: "You choose to leave!"

3: "Stop- just stop!"

4: "I didn't ask for this."

5: "I'm so sorry. Please believe me."

6: "I'm not okay. I'll never be okay."

7: "I can't even look at you!"

8: "I'm never going to forgive you for what you did."

9: "I just... I can't get over what happened."

10: "I'm sorry I'm not perfect!"

11: "I just don't want to see you again."

12: "I can't even be in the same room as you."

13: "I know you don't want to see me, but I just can't give up on you!"

14: "It's all my fault... all of it."

15: "What happened wasn't your fault!"

16: "You couldn't have known what would happen!"

17: "I knew if I did it I would mess everything up, but I did it anyway."

18: "I can't forgive myself for what I did."

19: "Some people don't deserve forgiveness."

20: "I have to go... and I'm probably not coming back."

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blueravencordyr:

Pixiv

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masfuerite:

          Only victors are allowed to live,                this world is you merciless like that.                 

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vcdou:

  Casually wiggles a bit more.              “Just gimme a minute.”

        Ah, there it goes.                                      “Okay, now what did you want…?”

“Nothing, Marco. Absolutely nothin’.” Jean sighs,head falling into his hands. “Ya ain’t got an ounce o’ shame on ya, huh?” 

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kindxofxsoldier:

“Sure it will, you just need to give it a chance”

“You got some kinda psychic powers ya ain’t told me about, Bodt? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure I’m gonna know zero people there an’ that sounds like a shitty time ta me.” 

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vcdou:

“Fixing the problem!”

“Can you not.” 

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vcdou:

Casually tries to inconspicuously wiggle his hips to lessen it. “…No, no it’s not.”

“The fuck are you doin’, Bodt?” 

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vcdou:

       “Uh… yeah. I’ve actually had this bèt wedgie for an hour…”

Jeans upper lip curls back in semi-disgust.”I’m sure that's real comfy.”

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kindxofxsoldier:

“Why?”

“’Cause it ain’t gonna be any fun an’ you know it.” 

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Continued from x with astutior

They’re stuck.Trapped. Confined. Jean’s practically losing his mind just thinking about the situation they’re in. Holed up in an old building, hunters prowling the streets just outside, and zombies around ever corner, it’s looking just a little less then hopeless. “I-I’m just fuckin’...” 

Like an animal caged against it’s will, he’d lashed out at someone close to him. They hadn’t been toegther long, but Armin had become so much more then just an aquaintence. They were survivors, and they had survived together. That had to mean something. Jean certianly felt it did. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean ta snap at ya like that. I just...I don’t know what to do. I’m all outta ideas, man.”