Memos~From~Heichou
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-pushes yarn ball over to twin- rarrrr. Quit messing with Brows and play with me. -grumpy kitten eyes-
memosfromheichou

the-winged-beast:

the-winged-beast:

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// bats yarn back to twin, tail swishing // Murrrrr. Eyebrow-Fucker is asleep right now… or otherwise occupied… hehe… we should have good fun and teach him a lesson…. 

 

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// purrs and tail swish // Those sound like excellent ideas… // holds up yarn // but I was thinking perhaps… a yarn labyrinth. // Cheshire grin // After all, if it’s a mess we’ll be the ones to lean it because Shitty Brows is a slob.. but this… this… The Holy Grail of Pranks, Twin.

-eyes the yarn- Ohh? A Labyrinth. Shitty Brows won’t know how to get out of one of those.. if it’s all over his office. And everywhere he likes to go. -tail twitches- Yes, much better than messes… He’d make us clean them up. But he’d have to figure that out himself. 

Let’s do it. 

I Hear Violins | Closed w/machiavellian-headonist

machiavellian-hedonist:

 

Hanji didn’t reply. Instead she stood completely still staring at the intruder in the doorway. “Who the hell are you and how did you get past security?”

Erwin arched his brow, an annoyed expression on his face. “I’d ask the same but I forget how lax this city’s law enforcement is.”

"Look, if you’re a reporter, I had dibs on this place this morning; step off."

Erwin’s eyes narrowed at the annoying woman though he was mildly surprised when she didn’t back down from his icy gaze. Either she was fearless or…really stupid. Erwin’s gave her a once over his demonic eyes sizing up her soul and finding it tantalizingly pure…with that ever so lovely touch of righteousness to it. Erwin allowed a smirk to form.

"I’m sorry…we got off to the wrong foot, miss."

"Hanji Zoe, glad you get that, get out." Hanji growled in one sentence.

"I think this crime scene is big enough for the both of us…why don’t we just stay out of each others way. Unless you prefer we stand here and bicker all day?"

Hanji tilted her head suspiciously but jumped when he invaded her personal space and slide her glasses from her face inhumanely fast. She didn’t have time to move away when his hand took her hair down and tipped her face up to meet his. 

"Powerful thing aren’t you…I like that. A monkey trying to evolve," Erwin whispered, eyes glowing. Even with the police outside he could kill this annoying idiot quickly and have his hands on that soul before anyone noticed. He certainly wasn’t one to pull punches when she wouldn’t take the chance to walk out alive.

Hanji’s moved to pull away from Erwin but the glow in his eyes stopped them. They clouded her head and she tried to clear it but couldn’t, feeling her body growing limp in his arms. “What..the hell…?”

"There now…see, Nothing to fight anymore now is there." Erwin murmured tilting Hanji’s head back to breath in and scent the soul in her body.

Levi let out an annoyed sound in the back of his throat when Hanji stopped midway up the stairs to the apartment, ignoring his question. He was about to snap at her to get a fucking move-on—they didn’t have all day, after all—when a familiar presence and voice flared out, equally irritated at Hanji’s disturbance.

Grey eyes peered over Hanji’s shoulder incredulously, seeing a neatly parted head of blonde hair and glacial eyes currently trained on the woman in front of him. Erwin certainly didn’t know that he was there, but damn did Levi take notice as his cold words iced over and Hanji didn’t back down. He thought for a moment that he should speak up, but for once in Erwin’s presence he had no words to speak; there was something about the man just suddenly appearing in the wake of his and Hanji’s previous excursion that had him trying to think of an appropriate reaction to Erwin just being there.

The initial… shock of the situation was quickly diminished when he realized the dangerous territory that Hanji was toeing, when Erwin took but one look at her and had her falling into his arms unmoving. He could taste the precariousness in the air, and it only took him a second to respond when Erwin was tipping her back.

He was up the flight of stairs in an instant, pushing Erwin back before he could so much as properly taste Hanji. Snapping his fingers in front of her face, he tried to wake her, and frowned a bit when she remained out cold.

“You know, you could do well to go five seconds without killing every person you came across,” Levi snapped. Budding irritation from Erwin being there mixed with the threat to Hanjis life… one that he was not so keen to admit was there but obviously was caused him to shoot a glare Erwin’s way that didn’t quite meet the man’s eyes. “What are you doing here?” Not like he needed an answer to that; Erwin probably had some weird fetish with revisiting the places he killed people, but the odds of him showing up right when he and Hanji did… It unsettled him as he was reminded of the previous things he’d felt back at Erwin’s other play place.

“I was under the impression that I had another day before you came pestering me again, the fuck do you want?” As the words came out, he snapped his fingers in front of Hanji’s face once more, cursing Erwin’s weird ass powers. 

-pushes yarn ball over to twin- rarrrr. Quit messing with Brows and play with me. -grumpy kitten eyes-
memosfromheichou

the-winged-beast:

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// bats yarn back to twin, tail swishing // Murrrrr. Eyebrow-Fucker is asleep right now… or otherwise occupied… hehe… we should have good fun and teach him a lesson…. 

Lazy… so lazy. Doesn’t he have work to do or some shit? Oh well. What did you have in mind? Scratch his things? Knock over his stuff? Cough fur balls into his shoes? Let’s do it twin. -purrs- 

-plays with yarn in office-
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machiavellian-hedonist:

memos-from-heichou:

machiavellian-hedonist:

Erwin paused at the kitty in his office. He recognized it as his slave driving pet’s twin. “I’m not ever going to begin to question how cats keep getting in here.” 

He knelt down and pet him. 

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"Hostile? Wings is only hostile if Shitty Brows makes him hostile." Levi continued to bat around the ball of yarn, watching as it began to unravel in a messy pile on the office floor. "If you mean you don’t want me to puke in your coffee, I won’t do that. But I can’t promise I won’t spray your leg if you don’t get me some tuna." 

He swatted lightly at Erwin’s ankles. “C’mon, I’m hungry. Feed me.”

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"Don’t you have an owner that gives you food?" Erwin asked despite already opening his desk drawer for the stash of tuna and small dishes he kept for his little Levi’s random cravings. He cracked a can open and pushed it onto a dish, placing it on the floor with a plastic fork. 

"There, I don’t think i can handle another dry cleaning bill in attempts to get that terrible smell out of my clothing." 

"Owner? You mean an Erwin? I have an Erwin," he said, pulling the plate with him under this Erwin’s desk. Levi made sure to keep the tuna and fork neatly on the plate as he settled beneath the desk, taking a bite before peering back up. “But it’s more fun to make you do things for me. Besides… Mine hasn’t seen me like a cat yet. It might freak him out if I suddenly come up to him demanding tuna when you’ve already been trained by my twin.” 

He settled down, taking a bite of the tuna and humming in appreciation. So good. Just what he needed. 

"I’m sure you could handle it, Mr. Shitty Brows. You can afford good tuna; dry cleaning probably isn’t as big a problem as you’re making it," he said simply, continuing to eat his tuna.

-plays with yarn in office-
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machiavellian-hedonist:

machiavellian-hedonist:

Erwin paused at the kitty in his office. He recognized it as his slave driving pet’s twin. “I’m not ever going to begin to question how cats keep getting in here.” 

He knelt down and pet him. 

 

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"Just as hostile as your twin," Erwin murmured scratching Levi’s ears. He took a sip of his coffee. "I have work to do so will you be content to just playing with the yarn or must i worry about something unsightly ending up in my coffee cup?"

"Hostile? Wings is only hostile if Shitty Brows makes him hostile." Levi continued to bat around the ball of yarn, watching as it began to unravel in a messy pile on the office floor. "If you mean you don’t want me to puke in your coffee, I won’t do that. But I can’t promise I won’t spray your leg if you don’t get me some tuna." 

He swatted lightly at Erwin’s ankles. “C’mon, I’m hungry. Feed me.”

Yo Guys

memos-from-heichou:

So apparently that Star Wars cross over art featuring Levi, Erwin, and Eren was done by an artist on Pixiv who doesn’t want their art reposted/circulated. I already deleted the post I reblogged, but if you guys reblogged it as well, it’d be nice if you took it down, aye? 

Reblogging b/c I keep seeing it pop up on my dash. 

-plays with yarn in office-
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machiavellian-hedonist:

Erwin paused at the kitty in his office. He recognized it as his slave driving pet’s twin. “I’m not ever going to begin to question how cats keep getting in here.” 

He knelt down and pet him. 

He looked up at the man who walked in, noting it was that shitty brows Commander. But the man pet him and didn’t spray him with water, so he let the Erwin pet him. He swished his tail, turning back to his yarn. 

"Maybe if you learned to lock you doors cats wouldn’t come in. Not like it’d stop us." 

How's my little top of doom doing lately~?
aint-no-party-like-a-titan-party

aint-no-party-like-a-titan-party:

memos-from-heichou:

Regretting ever letting you live long enough to call me that. 

 

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That’s because I know just how often to call you it so that you don’t chop off my head~

Though maybe I can make tops with various members of the Scouting Legion painted on them and sell them to collect more funds! You would be a special edition item, of course, as would Erwin…

But anyway! What’s new with you?

Hanji. No. No one would buy those and that would be a waste of money to put those together. 

…not to mention I don’t want my face on some grubby ass goddamn toy. 

Anyway. Fine. Been dealing with a weird number of you and your twins lately.. my own twins.. weird shit, really. 

You? 

How's my little top of doom doing lately~?
aint-no-party-like-a-titan-party

aint-no-party-like-a-titan-party:

memos-from-heichou:

Regretting ever letting you live long enough to call me that. 

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Oh, you know you like it! It’s a compliment after all! Just let it rip, and you go flying and killing all the Titans in your path! At least only I call you that.

I think you and I have a very different idea as to what I do and don’t like to be called. 

Tch. 

You’re lucky I let you get away with calling me that.