Attack On Titan Drawing Novels & Stories

When they thought he was dead , it spread across all packs and now that he's alive they need confirmation but too bad he's not in, I don't even have access to him. Salvador and Jamie must be scared to their wits and planning another attack while Sebastian is just there…silent. "Hi Heaven, come and take a look at this! I drew the Moon Prince!" Derrick shrieked and dragged me to the couch and I laughed. He was excited and he brought out a sheet with a very beautiful drawing of Sebastian sitting on a chair with his fingers on his chin arrogantly. I gasped and collected it from him. "You drew this?" I asked and he nodded enthusiastically.

But that wasn’t what he was drawing today. There was a picture of two girls—rendered crudely in crayon, but still identifiable as girls. One of them had short blond hair and the other had long brown braids. Their hands were on their faces and their mouths open in screams. David had drawn these as big black circles. A huge black shadow hovered before them, a shapeless body with red eyes and clearly defined hands. The hands looked like long silver knives. There were many drawings before this one. Lauren wondered how long David had been at it.

Zayn pulled out a crumpled piece of paper, smoothing it out on the table. It was a drawing. Simple. Uneven lines. Bright colors. Three figures. Aira recognized it immediately. Zayn pointed at it proudly. “This is me. And that’s Mum. And… that’s you.” Lucien’s gaze fixed on the drawing. For a moment, he didn’t speak. His fingers moved slightly, as if he wanted to touch the paper but stopped himself. “And you made this?” he asked. Zayn nodded. “Yes.” Lucien’s expression didn’t change much.

“Thank you so much—“ I pause as I notice the Beta Assistant’s attention wasn’t on me but was on the ground. I raised an eyebrow in confusion, then followed his gaze and— “Ahhhh!!” I cried out in shock, my eyes wide opened and my heart skipped a beat as I looked at the drawing on the ground. It was a drawing of a naked man! Of course, who else would it be but the man I’m obsessed with…the SS+ Alpha, Marcus!

with the wary curiosity usually reserved for new weapons or strange neighbors. Tessa was there, propped on a low bench, her splinted stump resting on a rolled blanket. She had a slate in her lap and a piece of chalk in hand, sketching out something that looked like a cross between a map and a battle diagram. Her brow furrowed in concentration. When she looked up and saw Rin, she didn’t smile, exactly, but she didn’t look away either. On the far side of the yard, a group of young warriors argued over a list pinned to a post: names for new assignments.

I questioned, my voice timid, hands shaking behind my back. "I'm assuming you just drew this?" he asked, holding the piece of paper out to me, causing me to nod slowly, embarrassed he had seen my pathetic attempt to regurgitate the horrific images in my head in person. The pencil shadings looked more like a child had had a tantrum while drawing them than anything else. However, Theonardo was analysing my drawing carefully, his brows furrowed, causing me horrendous anxiety. "Have you been here before?" Theonardo asked, pointing at the scene in my drawing, my eyes drawn to the gushing waterfall leading into a deep pool of water. The large oak trees scattered around it lead to a small cavern, t

Lukan is genuinely kind and possesses a pure heart, that much my wolf knows for certain, and I trust his spirit. He flips the notebook back to the early pages, which include countless drawings of pack boardrooms, long trail crossings, stacks of territory treaties, and random mugs of bean sap in different dens. I look over his shoulder as his eyes devour each sketch again. Then, my sharp eyes notice the sudden pattern shift in the drawings. “What is it?” He searches my face, immediately noticing the shift in my scent.

He turned the page He turned the page < i remember when we fought the amphibious and we lost , it was us who began this war the amphibious is a peaceful race, the last thing i remember from that war that the masked man were there and he declare the war> He turned the page Another page < i cannot remember what i did before the war, we were an adventure group we visited many place but i can't remember, i asked the others and they said the same that we traveled together to many places but no one remember where > A blanc page with a little sketch on the bottom is a sad face with one eye the other one is bleeding . The next page is a drawing of the moon but he was red like the blood. The next pag

suggested Titan. Hayden drew the Vermillion Sword. Titan brandished the Crimson Axe. Cory lined up an arrow with the Amber Bow. Blaython got ready to pounce. Sprout climbed his way up to Titan’s shoulder. The group remained frozen on the spot, in the middle of the ice hall, waiting for the creatures to come forward.

Rozi already knew most of what the drawings meant now that her memories from her last visit over a thousand years ago had returned. After some time, Padraig asked, "What do the drawings say, sir? We can't understand any of it." After a brief pause, Adrain explained, "It depicts the Creator killing countless lives a long, long time ago, and how he destroyed entire regions with tsunamis, earthquakes, landslides, typhoons, and even crustal movements. The more casualties there were, the more families were broken. The sky was filled with dark smoke, blotting out the sun that shone down on us tiny humans."