All that’s here now is my everything
Mikasa Ackerman here.
What do you need...?

((Indie rp blog for Mikasa from Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan

All icons marked with sakura vines made by me, please do not use~))

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5 hours ago | J | 1 note
Tagged as: #night y'all~ 
Moan


notadamnhorse:

notadamnhorse:

My muse will get down on their knees for your muse.

Jean stands in front Mikasa, giving her a weak smile and slight nod before dropping to his knees before her. “I guess I’m in my rightful place..?”>

"I’d enjoy anything you told me to do," he said without hesitation. Jean felt pride in knowin his bitch rank was promoted. Maybe if he did good he could become Mikasa’s Bitch #3. A boy could dream, couldn’t he?

Jean spread kisses all along the side of the girl’s boot, reaching all the way to the top, to just where the boot ended up her knee, and back down, repeating the action on her other boot.

"Is that all?" his voice sounded a little breathy as he asked, as if he were excited by this, and he was. He never would have guessed he liked getting told what to do by Mikasa so much.

'Wow…' She wasn’t sure if she was worried or downright distressed by his willingness to submit to her. It gave her a bit of a power rush…Mikasa wasn’t familiar with this type of power without throwing a punch.

He kissed all of her boot and then the other, effectively worshiping her. Mikasa’s cheeks redden, she held out her hand next, “Kiss. Like you did the boots. If you slobber on me, I’m slapping you.”

…Would he do this too, she wondered…?

5 hours ago | J | 9 notes

Drowning Ashore // @agentlonardt

agentleonhardt:

Fuck Mikasa trying to shield her, Annie dodged to the side and just ran a man through the shoulder whilst knocking him back then effectively hammering her sword into the wall to pin him there. "I want them alive!" She snarled, grabbing the nearest heavy object and just smashing it over the man’s head then retrieving her sword when he was knocked out.

Bertholdt merely leaned in the doorway to prevent escape and to kill any one that tried getting in. There must only be a few men left… He didn’t need to get his hands bloody… Not whilst he was eating any ways. With three damn capable women fighting, a weak man like him didn’t need to get involved. He chuckled, shaking his head then glancing back to Christa. "Don’t get too trigger happy, ma’am. Save your bullets, I think Annie will be stringing these guys up for target practise later if you have ammo remaining." They were certainly going to die painfully.

The blonde left Mikasa to deal with the other swordsman as she kicked the idiot holding Mina down off of her. "Fuckin’ bastards. You okay, Mina? They didn’t hurt you did they?" Other than try to strangle her… Annie leaned down to just cuddle her close, needing the proximity to reassure her that the sickly woman would be okay. "A-Also… Don’t eat bad food again… That’s an order…"

"Y-Yes Captain…what’s going on?" Mina asked, dazed and ill. Mikasa frowned. Unless they were holding somebody for a handsome ransom, capturing people alive was very much against her policy. Oh well, these bastards tried to rape a defenseless girl, she could make an exception. Mikasa put aside the sword to just beat the couple of conscious ones senseless.

Christa was impressed. She really could save her ammo after all. The tiny blonde leaned against Bertholdt, “I think…there’s only about…five men left that may fight? Maybe they’re smart enough to have already jumped overboard?” She hoped they weren’t. She wanted to shoot them.

Mikasa looked at Mina, thinking she was both very pretty and very plain. She seemed pure hearted too, perhaps that why Annie was so…bothered about protecting her? "Maybe Christa should stay here with her gun while I clean out the rest of the vessel? Bertholdt can come with me while you rest, Annie?"

5 hours ago | J | 197 notes
Moan


notadamnhorse:

notadamnhorse:

My muse will get down on their knees for your muse.

Jean stands in front Mikasa, giving her a weak smile and slight nod before dropping to his knees before her. “I guess I’m in my rightful place..?”>

Jean’s eyebrows furrowed and he frowned, just a bit, as he couldn’t help the blush now covering his cheeks at the suggestion.

"Yes, of course," he said, leaning over to press a few kisses to the tip of Mikasa’s boot. He looked up at her through half-lidded eyes, his gaze seeming to ask her if she was pleased, if he should continue.

Her brows shot up. Didn’t he know she was teasing? Her confidence wavered, but the soldier’s cocky stature didn’t. Mikasa smiled, bringing her hand to her lips, “Do you enjoy this? Filthy thing…I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised.”

"Continue. …Bitch #4." His earned his promotion after all and Mikasa was curious to know where else he’d take this.

5 hours ago | J | 9 notes
Tagged as: #notadamnhorse 
Moan


notadamnhorse:

notadamnhorse:

My muse will get down on their knees for your muse.

Jean stands in front Mikasa, giving her a weak smile and slight nod before dropping to his knees before her. “I guess I’m in my rightful place..?”>

"Eh.. what am I supposed to do down here? Shine your boots?" he looks up at her, feeling a little timid from her intimidating stare.

"No, but you may kiss them." Mikasa smiled crookedly, "With your tongue, if you like…"

5 hours ago | J | 9 notes
Tagged as: #notadamnhorse 
"Mama!" The kitten jumped at him, but dodged to the side before prancing back to pounce his feet. She had quickly gotten distracted from what she originally came here for.


shinymetalwings:

shinymetalwings:

♞ — He stared at Mikasa watching her basically hop around. She was at that age where anything shiny was a distraction. That made it easy for parenting, to be quite honest. A tantrum one moment and happiness the next. 

He waited for a moment for her to get back on track but it didn’t happen. “Mikasa…?” he questioned, hoping to bring her back to her original purpose. 

♞ — Oh God… The worst thing about having kittens was how gross they were. He stared blankly at the liquid pouring out of her mouth… 

He couldn’t help but stare for a few long moments before he shook his head needing to actually listen to the things she was saying. He shook his head, needing her to repeat what she’d just said.

"What was that? Who gave you a present? What was the present?" 

"Auntie at the park is Annie…’s mom. Annie i…s my friend. I love her Mama, so I made her my Auntie! She gave me a pre…sent …so that I wouldn’t bit my lip stho much~" The kitten gently held the retainer in her hands, "It’sth for my teeth. It feelsth weird but I like it."

Her teeth hurt a little bit…however, they were aligning and when she did manage to bite herself, it didn’t pierce her skin. Speaking around the retainer was making it easier to control her lisp too.

5 hours ago | J | 4 notes
Moan


notadamnhorse:

My muse will get down on their knees for your muse.

Jean stands in front Mikasa, giving her a weak smile and slight nod before dropping to his knees before her. “I guess I’m in my rightful place..?”>

"Good dog." Yes, exactly. After all, he was Bitch #5…perhaps he could earn himself a promotion soon.

6 hours ago | J | 9 notes

Could Have Been… // @whatsinmybasement

whatsinmybasement:

Eren reached his hand out to help his mother, but she already walked away from him sitting on the chair. “Pain?” he asked. “Why would she be in pain?” He blinked at his mother, looking rather confused.

He sighed and rolled his eyes. “Fine mother you win this time,” Eren scoffed. “But tomorrow you’re sleeping the bed, I don’t want you sleeping in a chair with your leg like that…” He walked back over to the bed and removed his shirt, sliding next to Mikasa, he wrapped his arm around her gently and snuggled against her.

The first thing Mikasa did the following morning was fuss at her mother-in-law for sleeping in the chair. It was terrible for circulation, she was in complete doctor mode about it. Carla blew her off and made breakfast while Mikasa fumed. Eren was fussed at right afterwards for letting Carla do that.

You could never tell, when you lost a limb like that, it was always better safe than sorry.

Her sour mood didn’t last long after she ate. Mikasa left the house to work while Carla preoccupied herself with other things. The nurse didn’t stay out very long, as her mother-in-law predicted, she had pain…

Half a day’s work still wasn’t bad. They were most antsy to be relocated already, Eren’s one room was not a comfortable fit.

6 hours ago | J | 190 notes
princerwin:

偽親子エルアル

princerwin:

偽親子エルアル

6 hours ago | J | 1,885 notes

As a cat, Mikasa isn’t nearly as muscular as canon route. She’s lived a relatively comfortable life due to her parents, there’s no need for intense training.

However, she’s still no weakling. The stealthy creature is still quite strong. Smaller and lighter for hunting purposes.

Perhaps when she joins the wrestling team in high school, that will change.

6 hours ago | J | 5 notes