#attack on titan chapter 123

[raspiberi]

"Mikasa...what am I to you?" ✨️

Her most beloved, her most dear. You were always that man to her, Eren. 🥺

Cleaned lineart: @toukatan

Colours: me

[ao3feed-eremin]

Triptych

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by ackermom

“Please don’t tell Mikasa,” he begs Jean. “She loves him.”

Words: 2189, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Jean Kirstein, Armin Arlert, Eren Yeager, Mikasa Ackerman

Relationships: Armin Arlert/Jean Kirstein, Armin Arlert/Eren Yeager, Mikasa Ackerman/Eren Yeager

Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Canon Universe, Canon Compliant, Dubious Consent, Alcohol, Shingeki no Kyojin Chapter 123: Island Devils, armin being a hot mess, and the most mild of somnophiliacs

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[aot-is-life]

Attack On Titan Chapter 123 - What Am I To You?

So I made a little edit of chapter 123! Hope you like it! 💕 :D

[luckyrave]

Attack on Titan Chapter 123 Live Reaction/Review

The time has come to see what exactly happens with the story moving forward from the tragic understanding of Ymir the founder, and how it pushes Eren.

[elmundodeflor]

Hanji is like the sun. Warm, and bright and inviting.

"We should stop for now.", they suggest, as they put a pile of paper work to the side. And he can't say no. He can never say no.

They are in Marley, in one of the many rooms the Azumabito mansion has to spare. The kids have gone outside searching for Eren and they took the time to fill in some last minute reports in between. He's laying on the couch, one leg crossed over the other, arms relaxed over the backrest. Hanji stands still against the windowsill before him; their silhouette a sharp contrast to the orange-painted skies glimmering outside.

"Whatever.", he mutters. "What do you wanna do?"

They turn back to look at him; their chin held between their thumb and index finger. A sign that they are already deep in thought. A familiar expression that Levi has learnt to love over the years, too.

"Maybe put some music on?", they say. And their one good eye lights up at the idea.

Levi huffs, but gets up and makes his way to the little turntable in the corner. Onyankopon had taught them how to use it back in Paradis, not that long ago. He has to admit it's kind of fascinating, the fact that you can record any sound in the world and then play it back on. Like an echo of the soul.

"Is this okay?', he asks. He's struggling to figure out what knobs to turn and what buttons to push, but tries his best not to let it show. Hanji hums in response once the disc is already spinning along.

"It's lovely.", they nod. Music now fills in the silence, vibrates and soars through the air. They're able to recognize the striking tuning of the piano, the soft strum of the guitar in the back, even. It's magic to the ears; electricity that shakes them up in ways that feel new and entracing.

Levi watches, back from his old spot in the corner of the couch. Hanji's singing, too invested in the melody that suddenly escapes them, and he can't help but notice how tender their voice sounds. It's a beautiful sight to witness, he thinks: a spectacle for one, like poetry in motion.

They twril and turn and twist around on their heel; hips swinging, arms lifted over their head. Their cheeks glow in a faint pink, their breath falters. It's a liberating sensation, to dance loose like that, to let themselves flow free, like a streaming river that breaks wild into the ocean. Levi can't remember when was the last time he has seen them this happy.

"Oi, four eyes.", he calls, so hushed they don't even listen. And it's just like the old days. When the rage of the world still hadn't gone down on them. When there was still a flicker of hope burning fierce, tucked inside their wide curious gazes.

Hanji shakes their hips again. And Levi wants to touch them. Oh, how he wants to touch them. They had taken off their vest suit and undid the tight knot of their tie, too. Their shirt is vaguely unbuttoned, exposing the tanned skin hidden underneath every time they move. He thinks that, maybe, if he was courageous enough, he would walk over to them and put his hands on their waist. Just to see how it feels like, if only for once.

Outside, the Marleyan skies bleed fractioned into a million different colors, seeping wide through the opened windows. Hanji dances and dances, grazed by the last scraps of daylight, and Levi is completely unable to look away, deeply lost to their rhythm.

He recalls the moment he saw the sun for the first time, back when he was an unexperienced soldier and the world was new. It's a smiliar sensation to what he's feeling now, he recognizes: his heart the same syncopated pulse beating unsteady to the broad view. Hanji as shiny and out of reach as the burning blue painted infinite above his head.

He knows now, as the song reaches its climax, that Hanji most likely is the sun. And that he, irrevocably, undoubtedly, undeniably, has been blinded by their light.

"Levi!", he hears them say, and he blinks, being brought back into reality. Their hair is a brown mess splashing onto their face, wild and untamable. Their slender figure glides with agility, almost hypnotizing. "What are you looking at?"

It takes him a minute to realize he's smiling; a small tug to his lips that would have probably gone unnoticed if it wasn't that Hanji's his only witness.

"I'm not...", he blabbers, defensive. "I'm not looking at anything."

A lie. But he knows better than admitting to it. And Hanji knows when not to tease him about it, either. They can read right through his pages anyways.

"Wanna dance with me?", they offer, extending his hand to him. The next song's already playing and he can't say no. He can never say no.

Because Hanji is just like the sun, he repeats as he walks over to them. Electrifying, illuminating, nurturing. And, when nightfall tints the sky dark, he can be sure: he's holding the brightest of stars, right there between his arms.

[aengelren]

I love my baby.

[knifes-and-arson]

AOT MANGA CHAPTER 123 SPOILER

not really but just in case

1.look at them being surprised by the car

with Hange being polite an saying hi to a car < 3

2. this clown is a a**hole

poor Levi

3. ice cream

Levi is disappointed

4. Mikasa with an ice cream

5. she gave her ice cream to Eren < 3

he took it btw

6. they all got drunk (including Mikasa)

look how happy they are

7. they all pass out

look them sleeping together (ignore Sasha)

[halcyonstorm]

can someone PLEASE tell me what hange is doing with levi in that one panel... why is he looking down at her... why is her face there... it just seems random (but not unappreciated)

i think it’s just the angle they are at that it looks inappropriate bc hange in the other panels looks like she is across from levi... but why isayama

[imclumsy]

ATTACK ON TITAN CHAPTER 123 SPOILER WARNING (sorta)

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k well it didn’t rly turn out like i hoped it would and i prefer the sketch but here’s eren..

pov ur mikasa y’all 😯

[tamhrayis]

If Eremika not canon, why to put them next to each other even on promotional arts and merch?? Why to make them so pretty and hot, but soft at the same time??😭 Why to put so many hints and foreshadowings this and there every time??😭😭 Why to make them remember the scarf scene?? Why to draw chapter 50 scene, where Mikasa tried to kiss Eren?? Why to make Zeke say that her protectiveness and loyalty is because she loves him romantically?? Why make him question their bond and draw “what am I to you?” moment?? Why to make Eren call Mikasa his ✨family✨ and ✨home✨??

WHY SO MANY THINGS FOR PEOPLE, WHO “ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TOGETHER”??

[alicia-sin-maravillas]

SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN

Chapter 123: island devils

[luvbugs-blog]

so is chapter 123 not going to be animated?? because I was soooo looking forward to that!

[super-peace-fangirl]

Jean Kirstein as a fierce soldier :)

Jean Kirstein as a drunken retard >:)

You're welcome :))

[jangrychild]

The Promise

I couldn’t help but think about that night as the world crumbled into pieces. This memory was the only thing that gave me hope that maybe one day our lives would turn back to normal. But another feeling also told me it would never be the same again.

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I was lying down on my side surrounded by darkness and silence. My head felt dizzy from those strange drinks. As my eyes got used to the dark I saw Eren lying on his back next to me. Moonlight was shining through the cracks of the tent. I could see he wasn’t sleeping. He was staring at the ceiling. A warm and fuzzy feeling washed over me, I realized how wonderful it was to wake up next to him.

Somehow Eren must’ve noticed I was awake because he suddenly looked at me, his green, moonlit eyes glowing. “Mikasa, do you want to know what my answer would be?”, he whispered firmly. At first I didn’t understand what he was getting at. “What... what do you mean?”, I asked confused but as soon as the words left my mouth I already knew what he meant. I remembered our conversation earlier tonight and the answer I’d given him. I regretted every minute of it.

“Do you want to know what you are to me?” he asked me again a little impatient. I could see his concerned facial expression, the way his eyebrows furrowed, the way his jaw clenched and his eyes focused on me. It’s like he was looking right through me. I could only nod silently while trying to keep my frenzied heart inside of my chest. Before he spoke, Eren seemed to struggle to find the courage. He took my hand, his eyes still pierced on mine.

“You are my life. You are the reason I want to live in this horrible world”, Eren said determinedly, “This time I have to protect you, Mikasa.” I was utterly and completely blown away. With my mouth agape I stared at him. He swiftly pushed himself closer to me, our bodies touching. He put his arm around me and pulled me even closer. I gasped for air as the tears streamed down my face. This was the moment I had dreamt of, Eren finally rewarding me instead of punishing me for wantint to be close to him. I pressed my face further against his firm chest. Eren’s muscular arms were wrapped around me like a blanket, a blanket wanted to lie under forever.

“Mikasa, please forgive me. Please, know that I love you”, he whispered quietly, kissing my head. I wanted to respond, I wanted to say something. But I couldn't move, I was frozen in time,  I could only feel his beautiful, solid body against mine, his warmth making me sweat. Eren gently caressed the back of my head with his fingers while the tears kept on flowing down my cheeks. Like a little baby, I thought. Why was I crying like a child? Then it hit me, what I already knew, that one thought that never left my side. We would never be so close to each other again.  We both knew that this was the beginning of the end.

For what felt like an eternity we’d lie there on the ground of the tent, holding each other. I could hear his rapid heartbeat, his calm but shallow breathing. With one hand I tightly held his hand, afraid it’d slip away. My other hand was in his hair, brushing through it, trying to remember how every single hair felt like.  I could smell his sweet scent. I remember thinking; this man would die for me just as I would die for him. I looked up at his face, his lips were so close. The defeated look on his face broke my heart. “Eren, you are more to me than family. You are everything to me..”, I admitted with a shaking voice. I was scared. Horrified of this feeling. Eren’s expression softened, like a big weight was lifted off his shoulders. I wanted to say more but before I could say something his lips eagerly met mine and I melted into his arms. Our lips hungrily crashed into each other like our lives depended on it. “I will fight for you until my last breath”, Eren breathed into me. “Please, say you’ll forgive me for the things I must do”’ he panted, trying not to break our lips apart. “I.. I really don’t have a choice”, he begged me.  “I’ll forgive you Eren. I promise.”, I answered, pushing myself onto his burning lips, not yet realizing what this promise meant.

We separated our bodies with heavy hearts. I deliberately put my head next to his and my hand on his shoulder, just to hold him one last time.

[thot-farm]

I'm supposed to be doing my german exam but I keep finding random shit about AoT.

Like this

How did I miss Armin, Falco, Zeke, who ever the hell you think passed out body is

Edit: I failed my exam 🤡

[piecks-nose]

Hello! Do you take requests? if yes, then can you do that godforsaken "are fedoras really that bad?" post with snk characters? Because you're the best at these and I always fingd myself scrolling down for the millionth time on your blog. Thank you

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