I LOVE HIM??????

As Poland loses its food soldiers and hope seems nothing more than a foolish fantasy, our heroes are forced to take painful and heartbreaking measures!

While fighting for the homeland of pierogi, Reiner faces a devastating choice. Will he be able to do anything for the good of humanity? Will he find the strength to defeat his abusive yet sexy boyfriend for the sake of millions?

With the power of friendship and kitchen utensils, they decide to do the impossible! The time is NOW!!!

(@aleja-gwiazd-biegniemy @grubyszopiel i'm literally crying help)

@aleja-gwiazd-biegniemy @grubyszopiel

Everything that you thought had meaning: every majonez dekoracyjny, ciastka HIT, or jajka and kiełbasa. None of it matters as you lie hungry in your kitchen. None of it changes what a tummy ache does to a body, we all hungy. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our stolen food? What about their taste? Were they meaningless...?

They were NOT! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous yummies! The anguished yummies! Their tastes have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my Polish Tumblr mutuals do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of Bertholdt Hoover!

My Polish Tumblr mutuals push forward!

My Polish Tumblr mutuals scream out!

My Polish Tumblr mutuals RAAAAAGE!

Inktober 2024 - Roam

Srebrna setting out on an adventure! (she doesn't know where she's going xD)

Yeah, I got attached to this smiling sun.

Quotes from the future!

The Jaws activity

NO!!

ITS NOT OVER YET!

Stand tall, Poles, for here are the wings of our nation that will carry us to victory over our food-stealing oppressor!!

@aleja-gwiazd-biegniemy @grubyszopiel

Everything that you thought had meaning: every majonez dekoracyjny, ciastka HIT, or jajka and kiełbasa. None of it matters as you lie hungry in your kitchen. None of it changes what a tummy ache does to a body, we all hungy. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our stolen food? What about their taste? Were they meaningless...?

They were NOT! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous yummies! The anguished yummies! Their tastes have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my Polish Tumblr mutuals do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of Bertholdt Hoover!

My Polish Tumblr mutuals push forward!

My Polish Tumblr mutuals scream out!

My Polish Tumblr mutuals RAAAAAGE!

I love you, Mouthwashing Fandom

My sister calls Moblit “Goblin” and, because of her, I also call him that. But I call Reiner “Ramen” and, because of me, she also calls him that.

So we are even.

Browsing Bertholdt Hoover's tag after work to have something nice in my life, only to be jumpscared by reposted Beruani nsfw.

Will Bertholdt's fans ever be free?

Sigh... *turns on the graphics tablet*

Berturtle