Haven't Mouthwashing posted in a while but, I love Anya fancanons and fanart because I HATE that we never get to see the true her in the game. Anya isn't and hasn't ever been a shy, quiet, timid woman. She went to medical school 8 goddamn times!!!!! She is not a quitter!!!!!!! She took a job as a NURSE on a fucking SPACE FREIGHTER after failing medical school 8 times because she was CONFUDENT in her own ability!!!!!!! Everyone in the crew absolutely ADORES her!!!!! She takes care of their mental health, their health in general, she's perceptive enough to prevent 4/5 people on the freighter from going insane!!!! She's charismatic and kind and confident!!!!
We see her how she is in the game because the player character is her damn rapist. And when we play as Curly, she's talking about him and being IGNORED!! (Curly when I catch you Curly)
The whole game she's staring at a guy who CRASHED THE SHIP trying to kill everyone who could implicate his crimes. And she doesn't know this, but she knows that he's dangerous enough that she hid the weapons from him. That she BEGGED Curly to hide the weapons from him because she was afraid for her LIFE. She spends the entire game getting talked down to, berated, and abused by this man. It's safe to say her actions are those of someone who's afraid or someone who's been broken down so much over months that she lost who she was, or a little bit of both.
I think the truest we see Anya is right before her death. In that moment, she's joyous. She talks highly of herself. She makes little jabs at Jimmy, knowing he won't be able to hurt her anymore. Because as much as he screams at her and pounds on the door, the medical room door is the only door with a lock on it. And if nobody else will defend her, that damn door will.
Everyone lived, so it's ambassadors Reiner and Bertolt 😌
That's... that's just poetic
I don't even know what to say
Dedicate your heart for polish food
@aleja-gwiazd-biegniemy @grubyszopiel
Everything that you thought had meaning: every majonez dekoracyjny, ciastka HIT, or jajka and kiełbasa. None of it matters as you lie hungry in your kitchen. None of it changes what a tummy ache does to a body, we all hungy. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our stolen food? What about their taste? Were they meaningless...?
They were NOT! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous yummies! The anguished yummies! Their tastes have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my Polish Tumblr mutuals do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of Bertholdt Hoover!
Awww he's so evilll
BERTOTO GIF!!!1
Majima: My policy is, "If you see something, say something."
Noah, raising a hand: I saw a frog on the sidewalk today.
Majima: Outstanding. This is what I’m talking about, people.
So sweet
I loveeeee it
Bertholdt had never felt a kiss in his life, nor had he tried to imagine what it would feel like. In fact, the thought of it itself could change his normal state into a flustered mess. Yet although he had never bothered himself with those types of thoughts too much… He had questioned before. And… Well… Reiner had never been too far from the answer. So when his warm, masculine lips touched his, Bertholdt felt his heart flutter strangely. Were those the famous butterflies everyone was talking about? In any case, it felt good. Like all of his worries were pouring out of him. Leaving only relaxation. He closed his eyes, concentrating on the touch, the warmth, the scent of Reiner so close to him- to his own very soul. Him pressing on his skin, his fingers making circles on his face… It was like a promise; an oath that said everything would be okay. He could stay in that kiss for eternity. Bertholdt could feel himself start to float- It was incredible- And to think Reiner- The kiss stopped. Then came back, hungrier. His groan of surprise was muffled by Reiner’s body learning ever more into him; craving the sensation of heat, of steam erupting from their mouth. ooooh yes. This was amazing. The kiss stopped. Then came back, gentler. Bertholdt would fall in love in Reiner’s arms if only he gave the command to do so. For the first time in forever, he felt held; he felt perceived; he felt like he belonged somewhere.
Tint reibert except :3
I'm terrified, i can't even feel safe in my own house...
When will this monstrosity end..?
Attention my fellow polish citizens
Deviltholdt is officialy invading poland
He might steal your cookies or take already opened majonez dekoracyjny out of your fridge
@srebrnastal is one of the victims
Please take care of yourselfs
Bertholdt: I feel like I can be myself around you
Reiner: your weird and quiet around me
Bertholdt: yes