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Bumping My Head Into U So Cutely Until Blood

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Team nap time

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:sss

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abby goes crocodile mode and gives someone a headache

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“define clutch”

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One more drawing of Levi. I almost don’t draw last year because cosplay takes a lot of time, I even have no possibility to draw :<

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Fan art for @separationboundary​ ‘s WIP for #bottomerwinweek!

Have levi with bedhead

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i am so embarrassed

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i made another rotoscope animation feat. eruri :D this is my first time actually colouring an animation so go easy on meee

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levi is a cat dad

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hans beloved moblit

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as per anon request of fully painted/colorful eruri… an au

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Hi tsuki. Is it confirmed that Nanaba is a woman?

Hi, no, Nanaba's gender is never confirmed either as far as I'm aware XD although it doesn't get as much attention as Hange. Isayama also finally capitulated and stated Armin's gender as male in that 2014 Hibiki no Sato homecoming event, although he is also wont to make "Armin is a girl" jokes/quips:

Q.104期生の女子でミカサと一番仲がいいのは誰ですか？

A.アルミンです。

Q. Who among the 104th girls does Mikasa get along best with?

A. Armin.

(in the 2014 November Bessatsu issue)

There is a blog entry that took me a heck of a long time to track down XD which may be Isayama's only word on the subject. A couple of japanese blogs I looked up on Nanaba have also described their gender as ambiguous.

Apologies for the absolutely atrocious translation XDD

4th December 2012

Re: I pre-ordered vol 9 of Shingeki ^^ Bakku-san on Twitter has said that he thinks Nanaba is a woman, is it a woman? I can only see (them) as a man... that is to say without a doubt I've thought of them as a man. that is to say without feeling any question at all about the gender already normally (I think of them as) a man. After all this time (someone) handsome has arrived, I thought. that (the case is), within myself let's read them as a man, is what I think.

Thank you for pre-ordering vol 9! (You talked about) the character gender but, personally, going as far as not distinguishing the blood types either is something that doesn't matter (lit. fine whatever way) I think, And so I think it's okay to for each reader to decide the gender Armin (and such) could also be woman too

Hope that helps! :)

(Usual disclaimers apply :)

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Alright I'm the anon that brought up the question and just wanted to clarify something .

It seems like my ask attracted the wrong crowd? I do perceive him as aroace but also completely ignore that and ship him with hange , erwin , onyakopon etc . actually idk what ppl where arguing about but it seems like they were being homophobic ?

Anyway the reason i asked that question was because yesterday was a very hard day for me and ig that particular detail about my current fav character sent me spiraling but it seems very silly now lol .

Oh and also I don't see you as an authority figure dw , you just helped knock some sense into me which I was very thankful for .

no don’t worry, it wasn’t your fault. i’m glad i could help u too :’)

i also do the same thing by hc’ing him as ace tbh and shipping him with multiple characters bc why can’t i you know? but that wasn’t the issue.

(this isn’t towards you, but in general) i def understand feeling very strongly about a character you love to the point of defending them as you see fit. however, when this crosses the line into insulting others, demeaning their opinions on the basis of them being “wrong”, or being bigoted (probably on shipping grounds), don’t. at the end of the day, your character is a character. the person you’re talking to is a person. idk, be cordial. this shouldn’t need to be something that needs to be said.

maybe think about it this way: if you think “this deserves a call out post” because you’re angry someone might be being mean to your fictional character? go outside.

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REDSHIFT: 30/30 Eruri Levi - @siriusc_ Erwin - @35gramsperliter

Levi filled his lungs as wind whipped salt and sand. The distance in their steps closed to a still.

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Bad Boy week Day 5

Theme: underground Prompt: stray cats/dogs

wc: 0.7k c/w: character study, angsty

Levi wants to be one of them.

Swift. They can cover a distance twice or even thrice the length of their bodies in a single lunge. Even if he was snuck up on, he wants to look like nothing but thin air the next thing his attacker knows. Get away, get ahead.

Agile. Balanced, perfected. They—and he's seen it—can cross clotheslines suspended between roofs, allowing them to traverse the most cramped and most dangerous halls of the Underground gracefully. He would never fall, but in the nightmarish scenario that he did, it wouldn't mean a thing because he'd always land properly on his feet. That's how they all are.

He wants to be a warrior. Lethal, sharp. It's impossible to be infallible, but he'd make everyone think that of him. A hunter, with terrifying efficiency who'd never hesitate. He'd fell would-be threats before they even got the inkling they were being followed. His strength would be unassuming, and he wouldn't play pretend about his friendliness (of which there'd be none). Like them, small, but mighty.

Not for the thrill, though. To eat, he thinks, for comparison's sake...

He once witnessed it, as he was deliberating whether to smash a jar of corn kernels open or find a way to open it, because his hand was too small to grip the tin lid. A cat, crouched low at the top of some wood stairs. The mouse had lingered below. He watched, willing the skinny thing's focus to break.

It didn't. The cat fell upon it from fifteen feet. The next thing he (or the mouse) knew, it was trapped in its jaws. The mouse squeaked, how a person would scream then its neck cracked, and it died instantly.

He didn't look into the cat's vacant, expressionless dark eyes as it ripped into the mouse with razor-like teeth, and ate heartily.

He once saw a cat poke its head throw a jagged gap in a fence no wider than Levi's little finger, and slip the rest of its lanky body through.

He can fit into little cramped spaces, at least. The spaces between walls, and the crawlspaces underneath porches, inside covered wheelbarrows (if he needed to get someplace he shouldn't be seen). He can hide, at least.

But that's nothing. That's like being dead. For as silent as he could be, as much that he had to strain to hear himself take sips of air, sometimes a scream appeared in his chest, the way things disappear into your peripheral vision until you remember they're there do. It was fine in the beginning, but sometimes all he wants to do is breathe in everything terrible—all the air the Underground has—and explode his lungs. He's nervous about the day that might arrive in which screaming would be all he can do.

Hiding in silence... That's what he's doing now. Among spiderwebs and crusty wood-dust in darkness as encompassing as his spot is small: a tiny crevice between the top of a wall and where the slant of the roof begins.

He curls up as small as he can, tucked into a ball, thinking of them again despite the primal need to sleep muddying said thoughts.

Death would be easier, he knows that's an objective fact. So surviving... Why should he? Why does he?

The same conclusion never fails to infuse in him infallible strength.

Because Mama brought him into this world. And what strength that took... To be kind in a place that would rape and take that from you because it sees it inside of you. She was a shimmery ember in a cave of darkness, which to him shown like the light of a thousand suns. He doesn't need to see the sun to know that she was brighter.

Because of her it once, later on occurred to him that fighting and dancing are almost the same thing. He'd never stopped to wonder stupid things like that, but Mama sometimes swayed.

Who is he to be ungrateful to her sacrifices, or to Kenny's vehement efforts for that matter?

He wants to survive.

In an unfair advantage, cats have nine lives (or that's what he's heard). Humans only get one.

He'll become so strong that he might as well, too.

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