Mikasa Is So Great Because If You Told Me That "a Violent Buff Killing Machine Who Turns People Into

First half of Season 2 is so under appreciated for having the funniest fucking group of characters

Christa - Secretly Historia Reiss, royal-blooded bastard child of the King of the Walls, and only remaining heir to the throne of Paradis

Ymir - Secretly the Jaw Titan, a girl out of time who comes from Marley 60 years in the past, preserved for decades in Pure Titan form

Reiner - Secretly the Armored Titan, a soldier from Marley sent on a mission to act as a double agent and recover the Coordinate, who orchestrated the Fall of Shiganshina

Bertholdt - Secretly the Colossal Titan, a soldier from Marley sent on a mission to act as a double agent and recover the Coordinate, who also orchestrated the Fall of Shiganshina

Connie - Bald

More of them (spoilers under cut)

Hange with my beloved plushie - Puffik, made by amazing DontTrustDolls <3

POV: You are pure titan Armin:

Spoiling AoT to season 2 Reiner lololololol

Showing plush Hange things she has never seen (events after 130th chapter </3)

I'll never forgive yall for making the big bad on the og poster a "Minor unimportant character" and people who are fans of him "weird because he has no screen time"

HE LITERALLY KNOCKED DOWN SHIGANSHINA

THATS NOT MINOR

Face card so lethal they had to nerf him with depression

tiny babies…….

Ok so correct me if I’m just going crazy but Falco n Gabi parallel Bertholdt and Reiner right RIGHT

AOT Angst Headcanon

Every night after the murder tragedy of poor Marco, Reiner would have a similar nightmare. He’s within Trost but it’s dark, and there is a body lurking nearby, and his face is familiar to him; despite only being half a head. It gets closer towards Reiner until…

Marco repeatedly blames him for his death.

Reiner sometimes wakes up in his warrior persona; constantly telling contemplating on if he did the right thing to protect his identity.

Other times he wakes up in his soldier persona; horrified on why his long gone comrade would blame him for what happened.

"Levi is emotionless and cold-" I will dropkick you. What attack on titan do people who think Levi has no emotion watch??

Hi! 3 J 𓃰 for build-a-fic 💜

Ohh! Let’s see what I can do with that! Don’t ask me about the 🐑

“it’s not safe here anymore- we need to leave. Now!”

Reiner could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing up as the thick fog slowly rolled towards him “come on Jean!” He commanded his friend. They really, really needed to leave. Everyone knew that with the fog came the creatures. He could already head the screeches in the distance as he reached out, prompting Jean to take his hand and let him help him up. Still Jean refused, arms crossed tightly in front of his chest as he balanced on the ledge.

“For fuck’s sake! What’s keeping you?!” Reiner hollered “they’re coming!” His heart was hammering in his chest now, icy chills racing down his spine with each distant screech. He could see the fear in Jean’s eyes as they met his across the small cliff.

Come on, come on, come on!!! Rushed through his head with every beat of his frantic heart. Then Jean lifted one of his arms and Reiner froze. He stared at his friend with both awe and red, furious anger painted on his face as the most petite little white lamb peered at him from Jean’s hold.

“I’m not leaving him!” Jean said, his firm tone failing miserably to hide the primal fear that was slowly overtaking his system. Of course, Reiner thought. Of course the only thing Jean would gamble his own safety for was another life. Even a life as miniscule as a tiny lamb.

The screeches came closer, now accompanied by the leathery sound of flapping wings. They needed to go. Now. Steping close to the edge he opened his arms, gaze nervously scanning the slopes for dangers before he shouted “jump!”

And Jean did. He slammed into Reiner’s body with a loud umph and knocked him to the ground. Reiner cursed as his shoulder slammed into the rocky path, but did his best to shield the two souls in his arms from the impact.

Jean rolled off him, quickly checking in on the tiny lamb while Reiner scrambled to his feet and then allowed the other man to yank him to his feet just as the fog rolled over them. The visibility reduced to zero almost instantly while the screeches and flapping grew eerily close by the second. Reiner barely suppressed his panic as he pushed Jean along roughly, his brain single mindedly focusing on getting them the hell out of there. Finally jean was running and Reiner kicked up the dirt behind him to follow along. To their right a tormented scream rang through the fog as the creatures took down a lonely soul on the mountain. The unholy sounds only spurred them on as they rushed down as fast as their legs could carry them.

After what felt like an eternity, a smidge of light finally pierced the solid grey in front of them. Their mad dash became even more frantic and Reiner all but shoved Jean and the little lamb into the sun as they reached the valey of safety. Just as his fingers slipped off Jean’s jacket and sent him stumbling into the light, thick, sharp talons dug into his shoulders, knocking him to the ground. He screamed as the terror and pain shot through him. His hands shot up anf in a rush of adrenaline gripped the legs of the creature and flung it into the ground with a nauseating sound of bones crushing. It went limp and he stared at it as the fog slowly rolled back, revealing a eagle sized creature with long talons, leathery bat wings and the head of a goat, horns and everything, but with abnormal, long fangs protruding from the upper lip. He shuddered as the fog let go of him, letting light shine on his blood soaked coat.

“Fuck! Reiner are you okay?!” Jean rushed over, still clutching the stupid lamb thag nearly had cost them their life.

“Yeah, it’s just a scratch…” he trailed off and they both stared down at the creature. Neither of them had ever seen one up close before and so they were awestruk. Their awe quickly turned into concern as the shift settled in. Ever so slowly, the creature morphed into a white woolen animal. The wings folded in on themselves, elongated into normal front legs and the talons retracted, making room for regular hooves.

Jean gasped as the shape finally settled and a normal sheep lay before them.

He reached out to cover the eyes of the lamb. It was silly, he knew. But it still felt like the right thing to do.

“Well… fuck me…” Reiner nudged the dead sheep with his boot. Then he looked at Jean “you better name thst critter since it nearly got me killed.” He said, nodding to the lamb.

Jean stared at him for a brief second before bursting into laughter, the stress of the flight finally letting up.

They named the lamb Bert.