#aot nanaba

[thena0315]

Survey Corps’ Senior Veterans

845: Before the Fall of Wall Maria

850 & 851: Sealing Wall Maria & Reaching The Sea

854: Saving The World & Ending the Titan Curse

857: Living in a World Without Titans

[dont-f-with-moogles]

Hi Terra Darling ❤️

Festive fic request with prompt number 6 "family invited an old crush/first love to a dinner party" for Levihan

My headcanons for this prompt:

Hange or Hange's family invites Zeke to a dinner party & Levi is far from happy OR fed up by Levi being single for a long time, Kuchel invites Hange to a dinner party OR Levi or Hange or their family invites an old crush (Zeke/Erwin/Petra, pick one) & it turns out they both used to date him/her lol OR you come up with your own because it will be amazing whatever you decide!!

Happy holidays 🎄❄️

Now or Never (Part 2) Characters: Levi x Petra; Levi x Hange; Mike x Nanaba Word Count: 2188 words

The dining room lay almost bare. No photographs adorned the walls; their ornaments were still wrapped in paper, stored in boxes upstairs. Even the low, wooden dining table didn’t quite suit this new room.  As he sipped his wine Levi considered how it had once sat in Mike and Nanaba’s old flat, centrally occupying the square-shaped space. The table still proudly displayed the tiny tree which Hange had bought for the couple as a flat-warming present over a year ago. Of course, they had never planned to live there forever. This new dining room was longer and in want of furniture to fit it. Its walls were a pale, non offensive shade of magnolia - the exact choice of homeowners intending to cover over the marks - the mistakes - they had once made before moving on. Mike was pouring refills into their glasses. Levi placed a hand over his whilst, beside him, Petra quietly accepted.

“Come on…” Mike urged, “you’re getting the train back right?”

“I’ll take a tea instead.”

“We’ll put the kettle on after dinner.”

Reluctantly, he removed his hand.

“This it then?” Levi’s eyes shifted to the empty seat beside Mike. Of course, if they had been expecting more than two guests, then there would be a fifth floor cushion set out. Despite his uncertainty, Levi’s shoulders relaxed a little. He had experienced the same gnawing sensation when he and Petra had arrived at their house. Removing their shoes at the door, Levi had glanced down to see several discarded pairs beside theirs. He had assumed that someone had arrived before them, only to discover that they were the first.

“Yeah,” Mike replied, “Hange got caught up with an assignment as usual. Something about a deadline.” 

Levi exhaled through his nose. He doubted that very much.

His hand brushed Petra’s shoulder with renewed reassurance as Nanaba appeared in the doorway. The fragrant scent of spices seemed to waft after her.

“The rice will be done in five minutes,” she announced. “Hope you guys are hungry!” “Can’t wait,” Levi commented, “... and nice place you’ve got here. What’s it like living somewhere with two floors?”

“Ah you know, it’s better than being cooped up in the flat.” Nanaba shared a sentimental glance with Mike. “We’ll miss it… but this is better. Even if we’ve got some decorating to do!”

She smiled over at Petra, who was nodding along politely despite not having been part of this previous era… an era of small apartments, of Mike and Nanaba as university graduates… of Levi and… Hange.

“So, how was your holiday? Where did you say you-” Nanaba frowned, reaching over to grab her phone from the side table. “Sorry - hold that thought. Hello?” 

“It was so beautiful…. and just nice to spend time with family you know?” Petra continued to address Mike in Nanaba’s absence. “I’m sorry that I missed out on your New Year’s party though! I heard it was a fun night…”

Levi took a long sip of his wine.

“I don’t know if you’d call it much of a party,” Mike chuckled, “Nana and I were asleep just after midnight so we missed the excitement… guess you’ll have to ask Levi.”

“Hange’s outside!” Nanaba reappeared just as Levi knocked his glass sharply against the table. “Apparently they made their deadline after all.”

There came the sound of a door closing, followed by footsteps in the hall. Petra gave Levi’s arm a little squeeze. He smiled at her in response, though with a warmth which did not quite reach his eyes.

Voices echoed outside; Hange fawning over the staircase and laughing with Nanaba about the previous owner’s choice of carpet. Levi’s jaw set. Then, both of them emerged in the doorway.

“Evening!” Hange beamed around at them. Briefly, their eyes met Levi’s before they glanced away. “Sorry for almost flaking!”

“Why quit the habit of a lifetime?” Mike teased. Levi reached for his wine again. His mouth felt parched; his tongue lay heavy and useless. He craved water - something hydrating - rather than more alcohol.

“Nice to see you again Petra.” Hange gave a little bow of their head as Nanaba dragged another floor seat over to the table. “Heard you’ve just come back from your travels! Was it a good trip?”

“Oh yes, it was so beautiful and relaxing. The new year is the best time to go…”

Levi listened intently to Petra’s story for a second time, refusing to allow his eyes to stray from her face. 

“...but it’s a shame I couldn’t spend New Year’s with you guys.”

Casually, Hange picked up the glass of wine which Mike had just poured. 

“Oh you know, it was a quiet one in the end. Nothing much happened.”

Levi stared at them, utterly astounded by their nonchalance on the subject. 

“Mike said you were all asleep just after midnight!”

“Well, Levi and Hange were up, weren’t you? Mike said he heard you both-” Nanaba walked in with a pot of steaming rice, just as Levi’s floor seat lurched out.

“Whoa!” Petra turned to her left. “Levi, what’s the hurry?”

“Seat got caught on the rug,” he lied. His eyes flew to Hange’s face who appeared quite composed by comparison. They blew out a little sigh as they lifted their glass again.

Nanaba set down the pot of rice. “No jogging the table. I’ve slaved away at this!”

Mike raised his eyebrows as Nanaba began serving heaped spoons onto plates. Petra received hers gratefully. Levi was just thankful to have something to occupy his hands.

“This smells amazing…” Hange praised her. “I love curry rice!”

“So… you had a late night, huh Levi?” Not to be deterred, Petra had rerouted from Hange’s interjection to their earlier conversation. She grinned at Levi expectantly over her plate of food. As he opened his mouth to explain, Mike cut in with a rumble of low laughter.

“Oh yeah… took him years but he finally got Hange where he’d always wanted them.”

Levi dropped his plate on the table, spilling rice onto its wooden surface

“Yeah…” Mike continued as Petra’s head whipped round, “...never thought we’d see the day, but there the two of them were, getting busy-”

Horrified, Levi willed Petra to look away from him as he frantically tried to scrape up rice grains from the wooden tabletop. He could feel her eyes on him; the more she stared, the more the tips of his ears burned. 

“- at the sink.” Mike took a large spoonful of rice and curry, savouring its flavour alongside his own unendurable comedy. “Who would have thought you’d finally get Hange to wash a plate?”

Hange’s forced laugh was lost in the more genuine giggles from Nanaba and Petra. Although the threat which had been silently hanging over Levi had not fallen yet, he could still feel it swaying over his head. He set his spoon down on the side of his plate and let his trembling hand fall into his lap. 

“...yeah, I heard you doing the dishes,” Mike explained as the laughter around the table died away, “...at like, four in the morning.”

“Well, a little cleaning up is the least you guys could do, seeing as you all insisted on staying at my place,” Levi muttered bitterly.

“You know we appreciated you sharing your floor with us!” Nanaba sighed, widening her eyes.

“...and some of us even got to share your bed,” Mike teased Levi again with a hearty wink.

“Gunther,” Levi told Petra automatically.  He reached for his wine again. By this point, he was going to need several refills to endure the rest of the evening.

“...I’m guessing he wasn’t who you really wanted sleeping next to you that night… huh, Levi?” Nanaba joined in, much to Petra’s delighted ‘shh-ing!’

Levi waved away their jokes again, his mouth twisted as though he was being forced to chew on tiny white grubs rather than rice. As he lifted his head he caught Hange’s eye again… and held their look. 

This was dangerous. 

That same rising dread intensified; remained suspended over Levi as he continued doggedly through one of the most excruciating dinners of his life. And yet, there was something which threatened to consume him whole; a feeling caught halfway between fear and fascination. Like oil and water, his conflicted emotions lay beside one another; equal parts danger and desire. They could never be reconciled, but only hold firmer in the presence of one another. Ever since New Year’s, something had started to take form… something that any and all other distractions hadn’t managed to douse…

Levi felt the brush of gentle fingers on his wrist. Petra was smiling at him. He closed his hand over hers, watching as their fingers lay entwined upon his knee. He couldn’t look at Hange again.

“What was it you said that night, Levi?” Nanaba continued, “just this once, then then never again?”

Levi’s thumb stroked over Petra’s knuckles as his mind drifted back to that night. He didn’t want to remember the warmth of the blanket enclosed around his body and Hange’s. He didn’t want to breathe in their scent; to feel the heat lifting from their cheeks; to have his throat run dry as they drew towards him…

“Levi, we can sleep here and never talk about this again. Or…”

Back in the present, Levi squeezed Petra’s hand.

“And I meant it…” he managed huskily, “...you guys can stay at a hotel next time.”

In part it was due to his own habit, but also out of a desire to extract himself from the table, as Levi took up their empty plates. He carried the dishes out to the kitchen and set them beside the sink. For a moment he gazed through their kitchen window at the view of Mike and Nanaba’s new neighbourhood. Rows of detached, two-storey houses stood adorned with gleaming windows and wooden balconies. The pair of them had taken the next step of their journey… their wedding was to follow in a few months…

Behind him there came the tinkling of glass and the sound of a door closing. Levi glanced over his shoulder.

“Um… just getting more wine.” Hange lifted the bottle they had taken from the fridge. Levi uttered a throaty sound halfway between a cough and a derisive snort.

“Sure as fuck you weren’t coming to wash these up…” Levi glowered at them until Hange took a step closer. They set their glass down beside Levi’s stack of plates. Through the open door and across the hall they could both hear the chatter of the other guests.

Levi turned away and began to run the water. Behind, Hange poured a little more wine into their glass. He couldn’t help but turn his head again. Hange was checking the label as they set the bottle down. With a sigh Levi lifted a plate and sank it into the dishwater, missing Hange’s eyes as they moved over him.

“Levi… do you want…”

He shifted around again to look at them. His mouth dried up before he could speak. He took in Hange’s broad shoulders beneath their white shirt; the deep, rich brown of their imploring eyes… There was always something so earnest, so fearless in their expression.

Levi’s eyes remained upon their face.

“...I’ll leave the bottle here.” They turned to leave the room, but stopped after taking a step. When they spoke again, their tone was low, conspiratorial.

“You know I won’t say anything, right…?” 

Levi felt a ripple of tension travel down his arms. His hand seized up; the brush he was holding clattered onto the kitchen floor.

“Anyway, nothing happened that night…” Hange gave a little laugh without a trace of humour in it, “...after all, you made it pretty clear what you wanted.”

Slowly, they began to approach him.

“Just like I have to… right now.” Hange was smiling at him, a gentle blush dusting their cheeks. “You know when it’s your shot right? Now or never…”

The air itself lay thick and heavy. Levi was rooted to the spot, his mind clouded with them as they took another step. Oil and water. They couldn’t-  Petra was seated in the next room, laughing with their friends.

Again, he remembered the blanket that had embraced them as they lay together on his couch. Levi could feel their warm breath on his mouth. It was just the two of them under night’s black canopy, threaded with the lights of a million stars. Whilst the rest of the world had slept, they had lain so closely together… they had almost…

“So Levi…” 

Hange’s lip trembled before their jaw set. Behind their glasses, their eyes were glazed with a love so profound that it took Levi’s breath away. 

“If I told you now that… despite it all… bad timing, lack of communication, people and work and life getting in the way… despite my initial hypothesis and all the test runs in my head… my findings are still the same.”

Hange took a shuddering breath.

“You are all I ever wanted. That’s… what I’ve decided.”

He felt their fingers trace his shirt sleeve.

“...what about you, Levi?”

Part 1: Now or Never (NSFW)

[levmada]

nanaba is so fine🧎

i would’ve died for her/them :(

[the-traveling-poet]

Can’t help but think about Erwin’s friend group dynamic.

Just imagine; It’s a rare day off for the veterans. For some god forsaken reason, Erwin’s office had become the usual ’hangout’ spot, not that he had had any say in the matter. So there he sat at his desk, slightly lounging on the wooden frame, watching as Hange laid on the floor just before the desk talking animatedly with their hands.

Levi sat on the man’s couch, legs crossed and a book in his hands. Apparently he couldn’t just read in his own room or his office.

Mike sat on the back of the couch to Levi’s right, a drink in his hand as he talked to Nanaba, who leaned on Erwin’s desk lazily picking up a chess piece to move across the board.

It was a common occurrence for them to take turns trying to best Erwin in a game of chess. So far, he remained undefeated, and today was apparently Nanaba’s turn.

Or.

A single person task split between the five of them.

Was it sensible? No. Was it practical? No. But yet again, Erwin didn’t have a say. Wether it be a trip to Trost for resources, cleaning around HQ, or writing up reports, Erwin didn’t get much time to himself.

But would he have it any other way? I think not.

pls i need more platonic bonding between these 5

[sonofthesaiyans]

Hitch Wins! On to the Next Poll...

Before any more time passes, let's get things rolling for the next round, guys.

First things first.......the results of the last poll.

First let me just say I was rather disappointed at the lack of votes, guys. A mere 61 this time around. 😞

I expected a better turnout. Especially since it was a poll honoring AOT's forgotten girls, one of the main points of my page. And I heavily suspect it was because I had to repost my original poll that it came up weak.

In my experience, when something is reposted, it generates less views on the second go around. I have seen it on YouTube and elsewhere. And I would appreciate if such a trend didn't repeat itself here. I feel like the vote turnout would have been better if I didn't have to go back and do that due to an error, and I do know the original results played out differently as a consequence.

I just hope for better from now on. And for those who do vote, PLEASE REBLOG as you do. It would help tremendously.

Anyway, as I was saying.....our top three winners. The first with 26% of the vote....

HITCH DREYSE! Not too surprising, she always seemed to be a favorite with most. One of the few members of the Military Police to actually develop a likable personality. And one of the few people to establish any real connection to Annie Leonhart which counts for something. She definitely could have benefitted from a larger role in the story. Seeing how she represents a badly underdeveloped faction within the Walls.

And at second place with just over 21% of the vote....

NANABA! The masculine beauty of Squad Miche. This is a character who continues to grow on me. And as one of the few supporting scouts with any substantial amount of screentime, she is a fascinating character. Cool under pressure, headstrong, and a natural leader. I think we can all agree she deserved better in the long run. Justice for Squad Miche.

And in third with just shy of 20% of the vote...

ISABEL MAGNOLIA! Levi's long lost friend and companion. The third of the main ladies to have an intimate and lasting impact on Levi Ackerman's life. Would have been fascinating to explore more of that unique friendship, seeing the connections he already has with Petra and Hange. She was the initial frontrunner before I had to repost the poll. Wonder how she would have fared otherwise. But she is truly the dark horse here, even in third place. I may have to do an Isabel Deserves Better post one of these days. Who doesn't love an energetic redhead?

Meanwhile.....

Poor Anka is dead last here. Didn't even crack 2% in this poll. 😔 Scoring less than Hannah Diamant And Rico Brzenska. Such a shame, I always thought she was cute and we deserved to see her in action. Please show her some love people. Because she got dealt a raw deal by Isayama. More on THAT one later....... 🔍🤔

To everyone who did vote and reblog, thank you! Let's hope for a stronger turnout this next go around.

Now, this week's poll......

In order to be fair, I am NOT including Levi as he is already plenty powerful. I also will NOT include Erwin Smith, as the controversial choice of giving Armin the serum over him I think speaks for itself. It's enough to assume that yes, there exists a vested interest in him coming back as a Titan Shifter already.

And yes I added Mikasa to the list. Let's pretend there was nothing that prohibited her from becoming a Titan, because frankly the so called Ackerpower is not well explained anyway. Also screw the canon, Isayama's rules don't apply here. Let's use a little imagination I say.

Well that is that. Please have at it people and please, REBLOG!

Let's see who comes out on top. 👍

[phrrrphrrr]

[soufflegirl]

Levi Ackerman & his fallen comrades + empty chairs at empty tables.

[immanime]

Always and forever, our Wings of Freedom.

[rowenas-megacoven]

Fellow Hange fans we CAN heal. Just remember our bad mf is in Scout Heaven with the gang and they’re all playing a drinking game called “take a shot for each day Levi survives” they’re all cheering him on and getting absolutely plastered bc he refuses to die. he WILL live in the better world they gave their lives to help create. HE WILL

[nerdynuala]

Yo I did it! The B99 scene with Levihan and the vets

[thena0315]

Shinzou wo Sasageyo

[dedicateyourmemes]

we’re getting the band back together

[dreamingon-forever]

Our Santa and Little Reindeer

[sunricecake]

💭 perverted things they do

feat. aot and jjk girls

cw: dubcon, panty theft, masturbation, exhibitionism

steals your underwear

MIKASA, annie, shoko, MEI MEI

they love everything about you and yearn to have all of you. they purposely go over to your house without any underwear, just so they can swipe one of yours from your drawer or, even better, your laundry. retrieving your used panty is like finding gold for them. anything to feel as close to you as possible, to know you, your scent, what you taste like. the thought of their pussy being so close, basically rubbing against the fabric that kissed your cunt, collected your sweat and juices, makes them clench and throb pathetically. they could cum just by walking around and feeling your moisture mix together in the soiled article of clothing, and they absolutely can't wait for the time your pussy finally kisses theirs.

masturbates to your pics

historia, nobara, miwa, UTAHIME

they can't help but get so needy for you all the time, and it gets worse when you're not around. they keep a collection of your pictures in their gallery for this very reason, ranging from selfies you've posted to cropped bits of you in group photos. as they scroll through your innocent and casual pictures, they begin to feel a familiar heat between their legs. next thing they know, one of their hands is creeping down to satiate it. imagining the dirtiest scenarios and all the things they'd do to you with the image of your smile burned in their head. when they're feeling bold enough, they'd even snap a pic or two of your underwear, just carefully slide their hand under the table (or your skirt) and try to get a good angle. doesn't matter if it isn't crystal clear, as long as they have a remembrance of your cute cunt pressed against your panty from that day, something for them to add to their collection and have around when you can't be by their side.

openly stares at your assets, even in public

yelena, YMIR, nanaba, maki

they enjoy making you flustered in any way they can, teasing you, whispering suggestive conments, or mostly through intense eye contact either with your eyes, or your other pair of eyes. the sight of you losing your concentration, squirming in your seat and stumbling over your words as you watch their gaze rake your body really gets them. “sorry, babe, i lost ya there. could you repeat that for me?” also the types to have their hands on you all the time, no matter where you are. they feel the need to constantly remind you of their presence, and they do so by shamelessly feeling you up. personal space is not a thing for them.

fucks your belongings (teddy bear, pillow, )

PIECK, hitch, carla, MAI

always have the best excuses to stay over in your house, taking any chance they can to be enveloped in your scent and be close to you as possible. you never really see through their intentions, never realize the real reason why they're so eager to come over and help you out with the most mundane things is because of the reward. to see your mouth part as you let out soft breaths and your chest rise and fall under your night gown while they rut against one of the pillows you so generously offered them, to feel the thrill of risking you waking up on them as they thrust their knuckles deep inside their pussy and imagine it's your fingers instead, all while you lay peacefully right in front of them, unaware of their juices drenching the sheets and being left with a mystery the next morning.

[sonofthesaiyans]

I forgot, this is also a protection blog...

For Lynne, one of AOT’s most criminally underrated. 

I think there’s a great character there who never really had her moment to prove herself. AOT creates characters just to kill them off, but even the most minor characters can leave a big impact. Lynne is one of those who deserves more attention, for one who didn’t have a fully established personality, she never stops to fascinate me. And she definitely deserves some more appreciation, so here’s some for her now. 

Really digging this Lynne/Hange/Nanaba dynamic I’ve mentioned in my Best Girls post, a serious opportunity was missed here. 

She also deserves some credit for one of the more memorable kills early on in the series. 

Don’t get caught lying down on the job, kids. Lynne will have your neck. 

With her short time in the story, got no other choice for now but to fill in all the blanks myself, but she’s definitely the kind of warrior to whom the Scouts owe their success. And if her interactions with Connie and the others are anything to go by, she’d have been a dependable ally to the 104th. 

I only wish she’d get another chance to prove it, her presence should count for something. Isayama created characters who were too good for the narrative they came with, and they all deserve a better story than what he could ever provide. Lynne could’ve easily been an impressive and very likable supporting character. And on my blog, she gets a second lease on life. 

If there are other Lynne fans out there, look me up here. Lynne’s not forgotten, not so long as I’m here. 

I claim no credit for any fanarts above. 

Lynne Deserves Better. Like so many others I’ve spoken at length about, I hope she gets it someday. Isayama owes us all that much. Especially after that ending.