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Attack on Titan headcannons

Sasha, Connie, and Jean made up a game called “Titanball.” It’s like basketball but since they don’t know what that is, they made up their own but it’s with food because, well, Sasha and Connie. Basically, you toss food like bread or potato in each others mouth like basketball. The name came from the titans eating so much.

Eren and Armin used to name trees when they were out on a mission; partially as a way to remember where they were. One of them, the one Petra was squished on, was named “Marie”

Armin collected rocks.

Annie and Reiner used to bet about which scout could finish their food first; whoever bet Sasha first was almost an immediate win.

Jean used to offer to wash Mikasa’s scarf for her. (she always said no)

Hange loved Armins rock collection.

Erwin would try to joke with Levi, though Levi never laughed. (he secretly found most of them funny)

Marco liked taking care of the horses, Jean awkwardly followed but Eren made fun of him.

“I can’t tell the difference!”

“HorseFace Vs Horse, which is which?”

(Aka: Stupid things like that)

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this cupcake is my soul

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OH MY GOD THIS IS AMAZING <333

ok someone has to draw this and @ me

Steve: “Uh… hey, Two-Bit?”

Two-Bit: *absolutely decked out in disney memorabilia. Mickey ears, holding dozens of small disney trinkets in his arms and wearing his normal mickey shirt.*

Two-bit: “Yo.”

Steve: “I ain’t gonna ask…”

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ok someone has to draw this and @ me

Steve: “Uh… hey, Two-Bit?”

Two-Bit: *absolutely decked out in disney memorabilia. Mickey ears, holding dozens of small disney trinkets in his arms and wearing his normal mickey shirt.*

Two-bit: “Yo.”

Steve: “I ain’t gonna ask…”

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It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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The first night to remember…

Tobias Erin Rodgers. The famous serial killer known for committing mass arson and the murder of his father. He has not been found since he mysteriously vanished with no trace…

“S-Shu-Shit!” Toby cursed out, his Tourette’s getting the best of him. He carried his hatchet through the woods trying not to make sound as he thought the police were hot on his trail. Sometimes the hatchet would bounce off a root when he would occasionally drag it and cut his calf. He didn’t mind. He couldn’t even feel it. As he trudged through the woods looking for shelter he stepped on something odd. When he stepped on it, it clinked. Of course, he thought it was some sort of beer can or another piece of trash which wasn’t rare in his area. People throw trash in the street all the time. Sometimes even glass bottles, something reminiscent of his childhood. The first time he went on a walk with his sister. Toby was about 3 or 4 from his recollection and he wore the cutest little sandals. While he was walking, he fell in the ditch and cut his foot on a broken whiskey bottle. Lyra carried him back home and bandaged his wound. Oh, how he missed her… He refocused himself and kept walking. However, it was that same clinking noise. He looked down and realized he was walking on scrap metal. “S-Scrap m-muh…metal?” He whispered to himself, kicking some leaves off of it. It was an advertisement for a… pizzeria? Out here? There’s no way a pizzeria is back there! Right? Toby knows everything around here. He kept walking. He walked until he arrived in a parking lot. Looking up, he sees… The pizzeria. It had a bear on it and it said something like, “Freddy Fazbears Pizza.”

“F-Freddy… F-fuh… Fazbear?”

Toby stuttered and hunched over as a tic.

He goes up to the door and breaks the cracked glass. It didn’t matter if he got hurt; like I said, he couldn’t feel it. He has a rare condition called CIPA. Anyway, he walks into the building. It had a nostalgic smell, It’s like his father’s alcohol that spilled on the 3 week old pizza which was about to start growing mold. As he walks further in, it was filled with old arcade games and left behind tables, cups and silverware, and… A stage. He peeks behind the curtain and freezes.

“W-What… Wh-What are you?”

He pulls the curtain back, revealing 3 animatronics of a bear, bunny, and chicken. “Huh… Y-You must be-be Fr-Fre-Freddy, hm?” Toby asked as if the bear was a person as he chuckled softly, like he didn’t just set his neighborhood on fire, killing his father with the hatchet he carried. He turned his attention towards another, smaller curtain that says “Pirates Cove!” on it.

He moved the curtain back on Pirates cove and sees a fox animatronic, designed to look like a pirate.

“T-The ‘P-Puh… Pirate’s C-Cove’ really makes sen-sense now, heh…”

He chuckled again and went to explore more. Toby found his way to the back of the building, where the security guard should be. Yet, there was no security guard. No wonder he could just… break in. He turns on the computers and cameras. As he did, a VHS player starts, explaining the security guard job.

“D-Dammit. I’m-I’m not starting a job…”

Toby cussed out as he dropped his hatchet, watching the video anyways. It was only about 11 PM, so the, what the VHS called “night guard’s”, shift started in about an hour. He watched the video, bored out of his mind. He decided he’ll do it, out of pure boredom. Toby went to the locker, put the uniform on, and sat in front of the cameras. “D-Damn th-this limited power… B-Bullshit.” He snarled under his mask. He checked the first camera. The stage. “W-What?! Where’s the rabbit?!” He yelled and checked around, seeing it in the hallway. He peeked out the door, watched it walk closer as he hid inside, closing the door and checking the light. It stood there. Staring. “F-Fuck off… Y-You c-crackwhore r-ra…rabbit.” This bullshit of checking the cameras, closing and opening the doors, checking the animatronics kept on until 5 AM… Then, he checked the camera showing the Pirate Cove. The fox was about to start going down the hallway. Toby thought that fox will start walking like the others until he checked again. He looked at the hallway camera and the fox was running. It ran… He slammed the door closed and he could hear banging and scratching. Toby never got scared of… anything other than his dad. But this… this was different. The little alarm clock hit 6 AM and made this little bell noise. It was like, celebration music. He grabbed his axe, opened the door, and ran out. He held his axe like he is going to swing at anything coming in front of him. As he ran outside, he realized it was day out… He can’t go out with cops looking for him…

(Part 2??)

Suggested by @coquetteraccoon

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Average morning in the Akatsuki… Everyone is either up and active or half asleep on the couch…

(Deidara walks in the kitchen from his bedroom)

Deidara: Dude, what the fuck?!?

Itachi: *making breakfast* Hm?

Deidara: Did you forget your glasses or something?? You’re cooking my damn clay!

Itachi: Oh… Thats why my eggs smell like gunpowder.

Hidan in the other room: *Hysterically cackling.*

Sasori who helped Hidan get Deidara’s clay, had a smug ass smirk.

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CYMBALS 💪💪