Portrait Of My Favorite AoT Character, My Dear And Discreet Guy: Bertholdt ❤️

Sad AOT Headcanons

there is rhyme or reason to these, I'm just sad and wanted to make myself... more sad... <3

Eren: He still hears his mother’s screams in his nightmares, and no matter how much he accomplishes, it never feels like enough to make up for not being able to save her and he can never block them out.

Mikasa: She sometimes forgets that Eren is gone. She’ll turn to make a comment or expect him to be there, only for reality to hit her like a wave.

Armin: He has long conversations with Eren in his head, debating and arguing as if they were still kids. Sometimes, he wins, and sometimes, Eren's voice just fades away.

Jean: He still draws sometimes, but every face he sketches is of someone he lost.

Connie: Every time he hears someone laugh like Sasha, he turns his head instinctively, only to be crushed by the realization that she’s gone.

Sasha: She sometimes had nightmares of being back in the woods with that little girl she saved, only in the dreams, she fails.

Levi: He refuses to sleep in comfortable beds because they remind him of the ones his comrades never got the chance to rest in.

Erwin: He never allowed himself to have personal happiness because deep down, he believed he didn’t deserve it until he uncovered the truth.

Hange: They sometimes talk to Moblit, as if he’s still standing beside them, because the silence without him is unbearable.

Annie: She used to hum a lullaby to herself in the crystal, a song her father sang to her when she was little, just to keep herself from going insane.

Bertholdt: He always felt like a ghost, like no one really saw him for who he was, and in the end, he truly became one.

Reiner: He keeps a journal where he writes letters to the people he’s lost, apologizing to each one, and suicide notes.

Historia: She still wonders if her mother ever really loved her, or if she was just an inconvenience from the start.

Ymir: In her final moments, she wasn’t afraid of dying—she was afraid that no one would remember she existed.

drawing is so fun i can just make people kiss

Posiren

happy days <3

okay but Jean is the big spoon

he loves being the one to wrap Reiner up in his arms, breathe in the smell he has come to think of as home, comfort

pressing little kisses to the blondes neck till the other is laughing, pulling away with a soft “jean knock it off, your stubble is itchy” which then makes jean bury his face in reiner’s neck, rubbing his cheek against his neck and listening to the laughs spilling past his favorite lips, his boyfriend trying to shove him off, but his long limbs have their advantages

soft nights in bed, under the covers, curled around the back of his love, safe and protected as he listens to the nighttime chatter, reiner’s gentle snores bringing a smile to his face as he kisses his shoulder, caressing the others side as he lets sleep take him

day 7: lazy morning kiss

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

something something, Bertholdt Hoover is a sheep in wolf's clothing in sheep's clothing, mumble mumble.. Except, he's more of a stag.. : A fawn, placed in an armour of sinew and burning flesh, until he learns to grow into it (though it never quite fits, if his always-palpitating heart was any indication). : A stag, who looks like it - tall, strong, formidable; but gentle, peaceful at heart (, if held forthwith, for the sake of duty - prey, that is cowardly of himself, before others). : A stag, who - with bloodied antlers and fur in his maw, cast into a vicious cycle of fear and desperation and survival - must act like a wolf (and is killed for it).

Tweeting with AOT

bringing these back ig 💔

I always look at a man's heart first.

The fact his tits are in front of his heart is not my fault