the captain doesn’t mention the shit weather, has a feeling the satisfied look on the commander’s face might have something to do with his birthday happy holidays @froggieogreen, stay warm !

Holy heck, this is beautiful!!! T___T I love it so much, thank you thank you thank you! The mood, and their profiles, and it’s winter, and I’m always enthralled by your shading. Happy Holidays to you too! :D <3

~Subtle eruri pin~ giveaway Those little pins will be up for sale soon, and as such I’ll be picking one winner at random on the commander’s birthday to celebrate. Feel free to reblog this post until Oct.13, 11:59pm GMT. Winner will be announced on Oct. 14. Make sure I can DM you if you win ! Pins will be available for preorder from Oct. 14 to Nov. 10 on Storenvy Regular release available afterwards while stock lasts. Item info Hard enamel with silver plating 35 mm Pre-order price $10 Ships late November

It’s been Erwin’s for years, the sloppily-cut running trail through the woods. A gnarled and curling branch at the edge of the training grounds marks its beginning. The whitewater river two miles away marks its end. Not even Mike knows about it, not even Shadis, and Erwin plans to keep it that way. He likes having a place to go where no one has to follow, where he’s the only one suffering for his orders.

For years only an early meeting or the most severe of illnesses kept him from rising before dawn and breaking in the trail. Over four miles he stamped down the earth and parted swatting branches overhead and let his mind go blessedly blank of anything but the dewy morning air soothing his hot lungs. Sometimes the forest was so quiet he could almost hear his father’s voice again.

Just over this ridge. Watch out for those roots. You’re almost there.

It’s a soggy late spring day, ideal running weather, and Erwin needs this. He hardly slept the night before. When pressure gets to Shadis, Shadis takes it out on his officers with increasingly unproductive, uncooperative meetings lasting well into the evening. With every pounding step he forgets the slipping funds, the sponsors lost.

His calves sting when he stops at the river, hooking his hands behind his head. He catches his breath, then kneels by the river, scooping a handful of rushing water and wetting the back of his neck. It’s near-frigid and feels good, soaking into the collar of his sweat-sticky shirt.

“Hey.”

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Better (a month) late than never, I guess.

Eruri sketch ~

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The Folly Of Man (2015 - 2016)

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They went to an annual dress up party event in their school in lemon costumes because lemons are good for your health so everybody please appreciate lemon goodness too🍋🍋🍋

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Child yumikuri for the wounded souls

Peace sign-win

If the promo-team can do weird stuff with lemons, I can do that too :D

the sun is so beautiful in high quality~