#snk chapter 84

[brainworm61]

oh. this symbolism in their backgrounds..

and shot's change

armin is a blue sky that symbolizes hope. just as eren said. armin is the only hope for humanity, "the one who will save it"

so, like the sky and the bird, they will truly be together forever 💙💚

[lostcauses-noregrets]

Hii Lost! I just want to thank you for everything you have done and are still doing for the eruri community. Every time I get discouraged from a bad experience with the fans, it's you, your posts, and your fics that keep me going (Momtaku, too. I miss her :( ) . Now, I have a question. Is aot tactics game canon? Are we to take anything mentioned there as an addition to canon?

This is so weird. I can see this ask on the tumblr app, but it isn't in my inbox on desktop. I usually only answer asks on desktop so I wonder how many others I've missed that only show up in the app??

Anyway, I'm glad I caught this ask because I wanted to say thank you for your kind words, which I'll also pass on to @momtaku ♡

In answer to your question I'd say that this is definitely a case of YMMV. Everyone has a different opinion of what constitutes canon. I tend to see canon as a sliding scale that goes something like this: SnK manga, official guide books & interviews with Isayama, anime & OVAs, Smartpass content, other officially sanctioned content including Tactics and other games.

I know there are fans who regard the manga as the only canon content but I think it's important not to disregard the Answers Guidebook and Character Guides. They were written by Isyama with good reason and the date of their publication was not coincidental. The Answers Guidebook was published the same week as chapter 84 and provided a wealth of detail about Erwin and Levi's relationship, among other things.

The Smartpass content tends to get overlooked these days, but it's really worth delving into as it includes lots of really lovely stories and "interviews" that give real depth to the characters. You can find Smartpass translations on @yusenki's blog (X), @momtaku's (X) and @tsuki-no-ura's (X).

Tactics content is harder to come by but I've just discovered that some fabulous nerds have posted *everything* on reddit. Bless them. The "Attack on Titan: Tactics" Complete Archive.

[levihantrash]

Just People | levihan (post-Return to Shiganshina)

on AO3 here: link (~800 words)

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Moblit saved Hange’s life by dying. Levi saved Erwin’s life by letting him die.

When their friends die, Hange and Levi have only each other to grieve with.

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The forest should be a place of danger. If instincts take over, the threat of titans will become second nature. Unless—you are on the canopy. Hange finds themselves having escaped there, unthinkingly, with one trembling hand on a gas tank.

It was a reckless decision, but at the very least, not a life-threatening pitfall.

The soft landing of two other feet on the wide branches follows swiftly behind Hange.

They do their best to pretend. If they ram their eyelids shut, cover their ears, maybe the world will disappear. For once, Hange wants to taste the intoxicating sin of letting go. Of shirking responsibility.

“I’m tired.” All the air in the forest for this one, inconsequential line. A selfish line because everyone is bone-dead exhausted. Some, if not most, are actually dead. The weight, so unbearable, is pressure that can easily break the thick branch they are sitting on, feet dangling metres above the ground. Hange will gladly, cowardly, accept the descent with relief. It’s fate. To be given an extended lease of life in this world, is a curse. To be granted the burden of life in replacement of another, of someone important, is tasting ash in your mouth. The ash of your comrades piling up in the back of your throat, waiting for answers.

The worst part of it all, Hange thinks, is the biting sensation that fills them with shame. It’s the part where Hange is glad to be alive, in some twisted form.

Levi confirms this feeling, laying a tentative hand on their shoulder. In a way, he had the uglier side of the ordeal. He had a choice to make. A sick game, dabbling with mortality. A sick game that led to an unprecedented decision—arguably a more humane one. It wasn’t a binary between rationality and emotion. It was rational; to let go of someone who was ready to leave. It was rational, to take into account the emotions of Erwin, the dreams and hopes of a friend. Still, it was emotional to make the rational choice.

Even if it was an inevitably painful choice, Levi is not one to take life lightly. Rather, he is the one who grits his teeth and orders people not to die.

“Don’t you fucking die too.” The cover of harshness bleeds into pleading. He has no more strength for bravado, and frankly, neither does Hange.

The suddenness of death is never something that either of them can get used to.

Gas is a force that hurls the Scouts forward, at first, towards titan napes and away from jaws; now towards human flesh and away from bullets. Maybe it’s apt that gas is what everyone who ever lived breathes, till their last breath. To Hange, it’s an ominous conjecture that comforts them to an extent. That’s why the gas is precious. It holds heart. It holds fear. It isn’t unwavering, and it doesn’t last forever. But surely, it is enough to move forward a few more stops, before rest.

Hange firmly believes this will be their last break. This fleeting, forest escapade. The hand on their shoulder is a warm reminder that she isn’t utterly alone, and the squeeze that comes moments later is more than what they can ask for from someone in the depths of grief.

For that one night, in the shaky presence of each other, they allow each other to rest. Time trails on slowly, granting them this one luxury.

“Do you think we’ll get to sit under the trees again?”

Levi doesn’t want to break the brevity of tranquillity, so he remains silent. He doesn’t know what to do with the ache buried in his chest, stuck in a dingy corner that he cannot wipe away. Instead, he rephrases his previous imperative, deciding that the privacy of the forest gives him the courage to be just a little selfish.

“I don’t want you to die.”

“There are a lot of people we want alive,” Hange says immediately, like they wish to deliberately maintain the impression of miscomprehension.

Levi tries again. “There are a lot of people I don’t want dead. He tugs at Hange's shoulder. They don't resist, eventually facing him. "Most of all, you.”

This time, Hange cups his face with a gaze concentrated with so much longing that the aching in his chest flutters, gaining momentary lightness. Their lips press on the area between his eyes—half-closed, glazed. They leave traces of unsaid affection all over. His calm face is laced with a sort of desperation that only lulls in the bristling of leaves surrounding them. Desperation that comes with the knowledge that in the next waking consciousness, there will be no space for these small snatches of bliss.

“Let’s live a little longer. For us.”

“For us,” he agrees, capturing his tiny world in another teary, yearning kiss.

Is it joy? Is it peace? Is it sitting in partial darkness, sharing the dreary pain of loss?

Perhaps, it is simplicity. Tonight, they are not soldiers, heroes, or killers. Not even people stubbornly trying to conceive of a world less terrible than it is now.

Tonight, they are people sitting in the forest; people who need reprieve. Just Hange. Just Levi. And for tonight, being just people, is enough.

[sitapoes]

And we all still die Yeah we all still die What will you leave behind? Oh we all still die

[beautifulpainthings]

“Have you heard...of the ocean?”

[momtaku]

Giving meaning to his soliders is not Levi's promise it's his overall purpose though

True. If you want to get into specifics, Levi made a lot of promises. “I will kill the beast titan” and “Your deaths meant something. At last I’ll be able to prove it.”  are specific words but the meaning is the same. Levi will do everything in his power to finish the mission. So you’re right. It’s his general purpose. It’s who he is. I don’t think anyone is actually focusing on the semantics of that. 

While Zeke might represent that vow, Levi’s already shown that he’d prioritize humanity over that promise when he willingly supervised Zeke upon Zeke’s arrival on the island. It was only when Zeke proved himself to be a foe to the people of Paradis that Levi took action against him.

The teaser text at the end of this chapter is a direct reference to Levi’s 112 words when that happened.

“The one living will not die until he gives meaning to those soldiers.” (source)

The connection to Erwin, his vow, their fight for humanity is part of that. It can’t be ignored.

I think it’s also interesting that the title of this chapter is a reference to celestial phenomenon. While the fan translation is using “After Glow”, the Japanese is more inline with a blazing evening sky. That may also be a call back to a chapter where Levi’s promise was heavy on his mind, Erwin’s death chapter, “Midnight Sun.”

Thanks for the ask!

[such-a-downer]

Let's face reality

Attack On Titan Season 3 is here:

But then, you know there's chapter 84:

[xgiigiix]

Levi's desicion

I know it's been long since this happened and all, but I just wanted to share my thoughts. So in chapter 84 when Levi chooses Armin instead of Erwin I wanted to point out something. Levi had more than one reason to make his final decision, but I've noticed that he had made his mind completely and even punched Eren before Mikasa attacked him. I'd say he wasn't even being rational and he didn't even think twice about giving the injection to Erwin.

Desperate and alone, Levi acts impulsively and he's convinced that they can't make it without Erwin.

But when Hanji appears look at his expression

It's like life comes back to his eyes. And he charges a bit his behaviour after seeing her and finding out she's alive

Here when she speaks we can see thoughtful Levi, he isn't giving the injection to Erwin immediately like he was about to do before but, why?

My thoughts are these. Besides Erwin being "drunk" with desire to fulfill his dream leading him to lose his primal selfless goal, and besides Levi feeling empathy on Armin and his friends, I can see Levi finding potential in Hanji as the new leader and inspiration of the corps. Realising he's not alone, that he hasn't lost(from my perspective) the most important person in his life, calls back his senses and he doesn't act desperately anymore becouse he isn't terrified of being alone anymore. It seems like when he thinks Hanji didn't make it he doesn't care about anything anymore, he just acts selfishly and won't listen to anyone's opinion, similar to Mikasa's attitude when she thought she lost Eren. But when he finds out she's okay then he goes back to his normal self. He can think more clearly of what's better, even if the price to pay is really high. Levi said before that "humanity can never defeat titans without Erwin's strength" but I think he sees in Hanji someone who can not replace but take the place of Erwin as the leader and inspiration of humanity.

[sktsmiyasimp]

The fact that when Jean thinks of Marco, this is how he remembers him 💔 not as a corpse who’s missing half of his face, but as someone whole and soft and alive

Additionally, as Jean beats Reiner, his hair starts to fall out of place. The way it’s framed here feels reminiscent of his s1-3 hair style: we can’t see the mullet, and his bangs fall messily over his forehead again. This therefore gives the feeling that Jean’s younger self, who was so deeply scarred by Marco’s death, is beating Reiner too.

[downfordanchou]

Unhappy One Year Anniversary

8/4/2016

[hangenious0]

You will find me among the fields of gold

AO3

Wrote this story for the paired- up project with wonderful @giuliadrawsstuff ​. I am so honored to work with such a sweet and amazing artist. I always dreamt of one of my fics getting an art cover. Check out her amazing work!

Thank you so much, Giulia for making my dream come true. You truly depicted all emotions I wanted to portray!

@levihan-drabbles

Chapter 84 rewritten.

Levi faces the hardest choice between duty and love. Will he make the right decision without regrets?     

TW: major character death, heavy angst, mentions of blood and wounds

You'll remember me when the west wind moves

Among the fields of barley

You can tell the sun in his jealous sky

When we walked in fields of gold

Another terrible dream that made him break into cold sweat and forget how to breathe. His lungs are not functioning properly, whole body trashing, the powerful tremor disabling him from moving a single digit. He feels as if he has just fallen from the highest point, the pain is too real to confuse it with a dream. Despite it, Levi Ackerman tries his best to regain the equilibrium

Breathe

Focus on your breathing

Ground yourself

Slowly look around you

Try to reach out to something and focus on the tactile feelings: is it cold? or hot? soft? or hard?

The words are burned in his memory, every single syllable well rehearsed many times. Yet, it is getting harder and harder to follow the clear instructions day by day. The attacks are getting longer, the torturing images too vivid. Sometimes he stops feeling the thin line between his nightmares and reality.

Gathering all his might, he lifts his torso and sits up. The silk shirt uncomfortably sticks to his wet back, urging him to change or better take a warm shower. He doesn’t like this coldness engulfing his body.

He takes deep breaths, reminding himself to be careful not to trip over when stepping into the bathroom. Within a long, agonizing 10 minutes he manages to stand still under the warm droplets, trying to relax his jaw. Only now he can feel how hard he has been gritting his teeth all this time. Although he can’t get rid of the tension in his muscle completely, a warm shower dulled the implications of the previous attack. He is not sure whether going to sleep is a good option since another flashback in a single night is too much to deal with, even for the Humanity’s Strongest Soldier. So instead of taking a fresh silk shirt, he puts on his uniform, meticulously cleaned and ironed, then proceeds to brush his hair. The simple act used to alleviate anxiety and panic attacks, but somehow now it doesn’t feel right anymore. As if something is missing. Something that his heart longs to get back. Yet the world is a cruel place, where dreams of people are often neglected, broken and destroyed.

Time to get used to it

Once done, he leaves his room at this ungodly hour, to make a chamomile tea. He always keeps a stash in his room, and a small velvet bag filled with leaves inside his breast pocket, for the occasions when he might not be in the barracks when the nightmare finds him.

The relaxing scent of tea leaves brings clarity, making it a bit easier to concentrate on his surroundings. For Levi, it is sufficient, however there are some days, bloody  dreadful days, when he needs something stronger than this. Those are few unendurable flashbacks where he hyperventilates so hard he is sure his heart will jump out of this throat. That’s when his hands automatically pour a tumbler of amber coloured liquid into a thin crystal glass. And he gulps the content in a one go.  The fluid stings his throat and pulls him that much further from the dream that is still whispering to him. He would move to a large chair and watch the stars and the moon outside, trying to find peace in the dark sky. Once he feels the tremor dissipate, he takes another sip, slower this time and closes his eyes.

When is he going to forget it?

When is she going to leave him alone?

So she took her love for to gaze awhile

Among the fields of barley

In his arms she fell as her hair came down

Among the fields of gold

He thinks there is no better feeling than her fingers running through his damp locks. They are lying on his bed after taking shower. She is so warm, soft yet strong, strong enough to hold him when he is a screaming, crying mess, strong enough to bring him back to reality after another disastrous mission. She has become an anchor he desperately clings to in a silly attempt to keep his sanity intact.

“ I love how smooth and silky your hair is. Was it longer, I would braid them everyday” she hums against his temple.

“ You would be terrible so I would never let you experiment with my hair” His eyes are closed, voice raspy and sleepy, still he can easily detect the playfulness in her words.

“ Meany. After we come back from Shiganshina, I’ll style your hair and you will bear with it”

And with these words he thinks he may give Hange a chance, just once. As if she needs permission. As if he can ever say ‘no’ to her. Somehow he is ready to let this four-eyed weirdo have her way with him, if that brings her joy.  

“ Just let me sleep. Tomorrow is going to be tiring” he doesn’t want to speak anymore not to reveal the tremble in his tone. Instead he wraps his arms around her torso, locking her in a tight embrace, nose nestled close to her heart. Her steady heartbeat, which somehow matched his own, lulls him to sleep, lifting all the worries and dangers waiting for them out there, behind the Wall Maria.

“ This will be the day we will get free. Finally, we will advance and learn more about the true nature of titans”

Titans. Titans. Titans. Her desire to discover the previously hidden secrets, to shed light onto the unknown amazed and terrified him at the same time. He would want Hange to be a bit more careful.

“ I am so excited, Levi. I have so many plans in my mind, once we reach the basement”

“ Just don’t be too reckless out there. Nobody except you will agree to step into that junkyard you call a lab” He takes a mental note to force Hange to clean all that rubbish after the expedition. And this time, he will not get fooled by her puppy eyes and do the half of the job for her. No, he will stand beside and watch her deal with the consequences of her carelessness.

“ Don’t worry about me. I want to live, Levi, I want to live and see the rest of the world. A bunch of titans will not bring me down. So, you are stuck with me for a long time, shorty” She leaves a kiss on his forehead, one hand moving to his back, rubbing small circles through the thin fabric. Soon, only the slow breaths of two bodies pressed together can be heard in this room.

Will you stay with me will you be my love

Among the fields of barley

And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky

When we walked in fields of gold

His heart thunders in his chest as he takes one titan after another down. Again and again. Their footsteps are loud like the elephant stampeding in the wild ready to trample whatever they see. Levi is tired, exhausted, his fingers have grown numb, petrified as they clutch the sword, Levi’s legs are on the verge of giving up, knees buckling and crashing onto the soil. He is sure Erwin is dead and with that Survey Corps is left in the middle of the war without its mastermind. Nearly all soldiers are eradicated. And those who are still breathing, will they be able to continue this war. Will any of us survive this day?

Probably not. So what’s the point of pushing so hard beyond his strength to stay alive for another minute. Can’t he just stop? He has been fighting this war against titans and humans within and outside the walls as long as he remembers himself. Doesn’t he deserve rest? But he mustn't stop, he doesn’t have the luxury of accepting death,  he must fight until the very end because there is someone there in Shiganshina leading a battle for freedom.

Holding his breath for a moment, he flings his body towards the Wall, towards Hange. His eyes and ears strained, hoping to pick up the sound of something, anything that says she is alive.  

Finally, his legs land on the stones, eyes frantically searching for the brown ponytail. Then he sees Eren and Berthold. Their titans were slowly dissipating into the thin air.

“ You traitor. You killed everyone. You killed Hange-san!”

The whole world turns gray, his strength leaves him and he falls down, hand clutching his heart to somehow ease the pain. He feels like his body has been pierced with thousands of needles. The pain is sharp and dull at the same time. As he takes one step closer to the body lying on one of the rooftops, lifeless, limp, the invisible hand picks one needle at a time, agonizingly slow to let him drown in this suffering.

Hange

The olive skin. Oh how much he loved when her olive skin shines in the moonlight. He knows every single inch of it, memorised every scattered mole, kissed all of her scars, traced the star shaped birthmark on her right thigh. She was his canvas, and he poured all his emotions, untold confessions into her olive skin. Now, that desired body turned into an ugly blackened chunk of flesh lying on the ground and continuing to smolder, blood bubbling and steaming as it spills out from the wound.

Once when she accidentally spilled the boiling water on her wrist, he bandaged the bruise, she described how the body reacted to burns. If it is a mild  wound, within several days the damaged area will peel off and, most likely, not leave any huge marks. When it comes to life threatening burns, it will result in nerves being completely destroyed. The person will feel nothing in that place, but the tissues underneath the burn will cause incapacitating pain. He knows it was not a quick and easy death.

He simply stared at her face, not even caring of hot tears tainting his cheeks.

“ You promised me to live, Hange”

His fingers rest on her hand in a featherly touch. He longs to hear her voice one more time, to tell her how much she meant to him.

Levi never believed in fairytales, miracles or luck. He saw the world as a dark place with occasional glimpses of sunshines. But at this moment he sees a true miracle.

Hange takes a short, laboured breath,

All his senses get heightened and he brings himself closer to her chest. Thud-thud-thud  

“Eren!” he shouts, voice cutting through the tension. “ Bring that bastard, here!”. He has already taken the black box out when the holder of Attack Titan arrives.

She is alive!

I never made promises lightly

And there have been some that I've broken

But I swear in the days still left

We will walk in fields of gold

What a cruel joke! He would rather jump into the mouth of a titan, instead of being here. At this moment. But he needs to make a decision.

Mikasa’s head spurs back, ears heavy with deafening screams of Berthold Hoover, as the titan holding him tight bares the teeths:

‘ Annie! Reiner!’

Soon all of them run to the source of the thick stream, to meet the new Titan Holder.

Only Levi doesn’t move, not leaving a body of his fallen comrade.

Many years have passed since those summer days

Among the fields of barley

See the children run as the sun goes down

As you lie in fields of gold

“ Help, please help” It is a harsh gurgling cough. He thinks whoever that person is he is heavily injured. He steadily walks forward.

And then he turns into stone. The breath he was holding exhaled.  

"Fucking hell." He whispers to himself. "Fuck… Fucking hell."

The next steps are larger and quicker until he is directly over her prone body. He doesn’t need to hear the squelching of his boots to realize what the puddle he'd stepped on. In the dim light, it looks black and thick as it drips from her body to the floor.

“ Levi..”

“Hange, here I will help -” His movements halt as the loud voice pronounces his name. Levi, come here

He looks back to see nothing but blackness. How is he going to get out of this hellhole? He doesn’t even know where he needs to go. But he feels something calling him. He needs to go

Something brushes his calf “Please…”

Tears are glistening on her beaten, bruised face. He quickly steps back so she couldn't touch him anymore.

In desperate need of contact, she crawls forward but halts with a sharp cry of pain. It is followed by a sob.

He rubs his eyes desperately wishing that when he opens them, Hange will disappear. But of course, she didn’t. It is Hange fucking Zoe, she would never disappear when he wanted so, over the last 10 years they knew each other.  

“ Please Levi..”

Run, Levi . The voice calls for him again and he looks around to see where he is. But there is nothing but blackness.

He swears once more before his muscles get tensed for action. Striding back over to her, he bends down and reaches out to lift her shoulders up.

"Argh! No please! It hurts!"

Her cry is so loud that he drops her back onto the floor without care causing even more pain. She starts crying, silently, steadily.

"I can't. Hange…. Fuck. I have to go. I have to go."

"No! Please… don't leave me. By myself. No… please."

He clutches his head in aggravation. Still kneeling beside her, he feels her blood seeping into his trousers and touching his knees.

Her small hand grabs his arm with a surprising amount of strength.

"Please… stay." Her breath came out in harsher wheezes.

"Hange, you have to get up. I can’t lift you" He demands angrily. Everything starts to get on his nerves

"No… Can't. Please. Stay. Few minutes… Only a few more minutes."

Reluctantly, his legs buckle under him.

They didn’t say anything the first minute, only listening to the noise of Hange’s weak lungs trying to keep her body going.

"Tell me."

His head moves, brow furrowed. "Tell you what?"

“ Anything. I don’t want to die, Levi. Tell me anything… I can dream”

Swallowing another lump in his throat, he tightens his hold on her hand unconsciously. And then he babbles the first thing that came to mind.

“ Do you remember the barley field? We went there during my second year in the Survey Corps. The field was big, enormous and so peaceful”

He stops for a second to check on her breathing. Her chest is falling up and coming down in slow motions, her bloodied lips lit with a bright, genuine smile.

“ Yes. I remember how Mike brought a bunch of carnations to Nanaba. She kept the petals in her diary till her death”

“ Yeah, who thought that giant was so romantic” And oh God, she laughs. That happy, loud laugh he hated but slowly got used to, and later couldn’t imagine his life without.

“ I thought… I thought it would be great to come there once more. With you. Alone”

He pauses to check on her again. He wonders if his eyes are playing tricks with him or has she really got paler? Ignoring the pang of sadness, he continues: “ I would bring your favourite pastries and fruits. We would lay a blanket there, and stay for as long as we wanted. Enjoying the sunny weather. Then you would pull my hand and force me to run with you through the field. You would be so happy”

“ Yes, I would be very happy, Levi. You know I wanted-”

As she fights back the pain to finish her sentence, that voice speaks again. Hurry, Levi, come here.      

“ Hange, I can’t stay anymore, I need to go”

Her eyes fly open, staring at him in panic. His hand twists to remove itself from her grasp.

"No… No, Levi. Please…" she begs as tears drip down her cheeks, her now empty hand scrambling towards him.  

“ I am scared, Levi… Please… I don’t want to die alone. Don’t leave me”

His own eyes can’t stop tearing.

“ No! I have to do it”

With that he runs towards that voice leaving her sobbing hard on the cold floor.

He snaps out of another nightmare. Every night, he sees her die, one way or another and he can not do anything. He wants to save her, desperately, but something, that voice doesn’t let him follow his heart. No matter what he did, he never reached her. She would fall to her knees, cough blood, her doe eyes stare at him, yearning for comfort, support, love

But he couldn't fucking reach her.

And then as she exhaled for the last time… he would wake. Safe and sound in his own bed.

You'll remember me when the west wind moves

Among the fields of barley

You can tell the sun in his jealous sky

When we walked in fields of gold

Erwin buried her in that field of barley because Hange, surprisingly, told him to let her rest there when her time came, if there would be anything to bury.

The brats visit her grave everyday bringing flowers, sobbing and telling how much they missed her.

Albeith, Levi has never come. Not even for the funeral. He doesn’t deserve to appear in her final resting place after what he did.

Yet, now, at 4 am, he is striding in a field of barley.

Her grave stands under the shade of the big tree.

“ I AM SORRY” he yells with all his might “ I AM SORRY”

He yells, fists pounding on the ground, tears streaming down his chin. His sobs echo across the empty field.   He doesn't know how much time has gone before it seems like all the guilt and pain in his soul are spent, and the warmth covers his back.

Sun rays sparkle on her stone, her name shines as brightly as her smile.

And then he sees her.

Hange is standing in front of him, wearing white shirt and pants, and that stupid, wide hat. Her hair is still a mess, glasses a bit lopsided, her beautiful dove eyes full of love.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, strong wind swirls around him causing his weak body to scrumble. Unable to keep himself on his knees and arms, he turns around and lies on his back. The wind calms down to a gentle breeze, playfully throwing lush green leaves on his face, his ears barely detecting such a familiar giggle.  

Only now he can breathe clean air. Only now his shoulders relax, the heavy burden lifted completely.

Hange forgave him.

[everylevishot]

Shingeki! Kyojin Chuugakkou - Levi #84

Chapter 16 - 絶対に強い (Sixteenth Period: Absolute Strength)

Yet more trash!

[kafiguas]

Snk 124: Annie is out of the crystal

Me:

[della-lunaa]

If I don't see Levi and the rest of the squad in today's episode I will actually cry

[emmysmith]

Isayama about Levi's choice :

Erwin :

[annieisblue]

levi ackerman (& erwin smith) 02.05.2019