After The Absolute Fuckery In 8x04, I’m Soooooo Glad This Show Is Almost Over. Thank The High Heavens

To all Eren stans out there I introduce you to Wazukyan; "the man who becomes a devil to save his people and/or friends". He has similar abilities and a domestic form symbolize his paradoxical nature EXCEPT no Draco in Leather Pants narrative, he's not good looking, he's not involved with a woman, his actions wasn't excused by every single character, he faced consequences.

And more importantly, he's consistent and knows what he's doing. He didn't kill his own mother and 80% of humanity while doesn't understand why.

It should be. Reblog if you are agree

What each tag should mean

Ex: I’m gonna say….. Hinata Hyuga

#Hinata Hyuga: standard fanart, screenshots, edits, and fanfiction.

#pro Hinata Hyuga: posts standing up for her (can coexist with #Hinata Hyuga tag)

#anti Hinata Hyuga: posts against her (cannot coexist with other tags AT ALL)

Lol connie and sasha 😂😂😂😂

Weddings.

Imagine Attack on Titan couples in Wedding day.

Eren and Mikasa:

Armin and Annie:

Connie and Sasha:

Levi and Petra:

Erwin and Hanji:

Ymir and Historia:

Unpopular opinion: What I hate to see (but probably will happen anyways lol cuz Shonen manga you know) is Armin and Mikasa forgive Eren after knowing his “true intentions”. In chapter 116 it is made clear that Armin and Mikasa start to realize Eren’s words cannot be taken at face value, and Jean and Connie remind them they are still the most important people to Eren. A protagonist deliberately acts as a villain, hurts himself and everyone around him but in fact sincerely aims for good for his friends — this is such a trope in Shonen manga. The ones who are hurt will eventually embrace their friendship again, and thus their bonds strengthened *Eyes my poor son Killua as well as Naruto and Sakura*. Imo it is also not a good plot design if Isayama amends the rupture between EMA so soon after their argument (which is written so heartbreakingly that you keep wondering how can they even go back to what they used to be.) In the end it will feel like the shiganshina separation leaves no imprint in the entire story.

THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT BEFORE EPISODE 5th RELEASE!!! THE HOSPITAL XD

Dontnod explains the hospital gown

So apparently it’s not the third ending.

I honestly believe the whole “adults require less sleep” thing is honest to god probably a myth created by capitalism

nice tips

 How to Color a Grayscale by wysoka

Awesome grayscale to color tutorial for digital artists. 

first of all, love your writing! your angst gives me actual pain in my chest. second, would you take a request for james returning and seeing clem without her leg? (perhaps he remembers what he said about breaking her leg in the cave :]c)

Awh, thank you love! That’s the sweetest compliment I’ve ever received! I sure would; more angst, comin’ right up!

However, I noticed something, this ask also does not specify whether it’s headcannons or imagines. Again, I’ll let it slide, but this is the second and last time I will be doing so, everyone! Only because this request is really cool, pffft.

When James returned to his barn, the last thing he expected to see was Clementine, sitting on the ground, bleeding out, her own severed leg casually laying next to her. 

He’d completely frozen, looking at the unconscious girl with wide eyes.

James raced to her side, completely forgetting about their argument in the cave.

He cups her cheek and moves her head to face him, heart beating far too fast for it to be natural.

“Clementine?” He whispers, not realizing how shaken he was until his voice left him wobbly and unstable.

 She did not respond.

He would place a hand at her neck or wrist to check for a pulse, but he doesn’t know where to put it.

The Whisperers weren’t too big on caring for the injured. 

He settled for placing his ear to her chest to listen for a heartbeat. 

At that same moment, a groan sounded from above him.

He jumped backwards, away from her.

“James?” She called drowsily, eyes not quite open but still a relieving hazel.

Said boy released a breath he did not know he had been holding. 

“You’re alive,” he breathed, then looked down, “your leg…”

She chuckled humorlessly. “Hope you weren’t still planning on breaking it.”

James flinched.

“Clementine, I–”

“Forget it, James.”

“No,” he says sternly.

He reaches for her hand and sighs.

“You could have died,” he murmurs, horrified at his own words, “and your last memory of me would have been…”

“Aren’t you still mad?” Clementine asks, tilting her head.

“Who cares?” James answers, hugging her instead. 

i put a layer of blue in my hair!! my only regret is not putting more blue in my hair