May your shadow always follow you
I am in deep love with the bookstore fic and really, really, really like how you're writing Jean.

My heart soars. I don’t even know what to say, I kind of want to fall to the ground sobbing and hug your knees. I just. I. Thank you. You have no idea how much it means to me to hear that.

Chapter 3 has appeared, wherein Marco is quickly learning that anything to do with Jean seems to be one step forward and eight steps back.

Jean’s face has darkened considerably, Marco notes with disappointment, watching as the other man clicks the button for his microphone and hisses “Yeah I can hear you, dickhead.”

aileine:

Raising funds.

They’re doing this for money. The Survey Corps always needs money.

(Based on this).

magazine series: Sam Wilson (x) (x)

papermoon2:

Shingeki no Baito / Attack on Part-Time Job!

Of all the SnK-themed corporate advertising campaigns, this collaboration between MyNaviBaito and SnK may be the best one yet.

Relevant Links!

While I think Levi would rather jump off a cliff than work in a family restaurant, this is charming, and the quiz suggested I “help with catering for the Survey Corps.” So I guess they’re a catering business now? Sure, okay.

identitypollution:

100 mother fuckers can’t tell him nothin’. 

Mini zip-bag pre-orders here.

It took me years to learn to sit at my desk for more than two minutes at a time, to put up with the solitude and the terror of failure, and the godawful silence and the white paper. And now that I can take it … now that I can finally do it … I’m really raring to go.
Erica Jong (via writersrelief)

fuzzy-guitar:

Happy Easter!

qglas OH SHIT HERE IT IS AGAIN I CAN’T SEEM TO STOP MYSELF everything is terrible

qglas:

Why is Ice Cream Bunny on my dash
Who did I wrong in a previous life to deserve this

I’M SORRY I HAVE TO REBLOG ICE CREAM BUNNY EVERY TIME 
IT’S LIKE A CURSE

qglas:

Why is Ice Cream Bunny on my dash

Who did I wrong in a previous life to deserve this

I’M SORRY I HAVE TO REBLOG ICE CREAM BUNNY EVERY TIME

IT’S LIKE A CURSE