#isabelle smith

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[babesoftheuk3]

Isabelle Smith, Anya Lawrence & Ruby O'Donnell

[hollyoaksmusings]

aw!

[brendanfraserss]

BRITTANY MURPHY

by Brian Smith 1998

[stillackerman]

face of so many emotions...

[loveandpeaceanddoughnuts]

postwar!Levi absolutely chafes under enforced bedrest, unfamiliar and uncomfortable with doing nothing

his useless legs feel like cinderblocks holding the waterlogged sack of his body to a riverbed, drowning slow

his nervous system hasn’t caught up to the uneasy peace, flooding his veins with adrenaline that has nowhere to go, leaving him gasping for air and sick over the side of his bed

he can’t clean the mess, and that might be the worst thing of all, the helpless wait for someone to witness his weakness

postwar!Levi can’t tell his fevered dreams from reality, follows the green smudge of Erwin’s cloak across an endless battlefield, calls to his commander till he’s lost his voice and wakes up tasting copper

the people who come to check on him are not who he wants to see- why hasn’t Hange visited, changing his bandages with her steady hands?

he leads Isabel and Furlan up a set of stairs that never seem to end, crunching over the hollow bones of birds that died searching for the sky

postwar!Levi finds his clarity has returned one featureless morning and he weeps for the first time since the battle of heaven and earth, mourns the loss of the delirium that had left the door open for his loved ones to creep through

he begins to recognize the recurring figures at his bedside, the gentle touch on his forehead that signals your arrival with water or blankets or bread

the light of anything more than a candle burns his blind eye, so he learns your face only by the flicker of firelight, the absence of shadow

postwar!Levi is desperate for something to occupy his fractured mind, painfully empty without the urgency of strategizing survival

you hide your surprise when he asks you to read to him in a voice rasped with disuse, saying he doesn’t care what it is, just something to focus on outside of himself, and you understand

you begin to visit him every evening, reading softly from your favorite books as he lies taut and silent in bed, brow furrowed in concentration, breathing through the pain that wracks his battered body

postwar!Levi finds unlikely comfort in your voice, your consistent presence, the slow walks along the winding paths of the stories you tell him

you take a quiet pride in the way he seems to soften each night, just barely, the deep black shadows under his haunted eyes fading into the color of an old bruise, his furrowed brow smoothing into satin as you read

postwar!Levi is sitting up when you arrive one evening, gives you the barest incline of his head in self-conscious greeting

he frowns and shrugs off your praise for his progress, doesn’t want to hear of how miraculous it is that he can heave his once-superhuman body up against the headboard, doesn’t confess how long it took or how much it hurt

he does, however, ask you for tea, not telling you that it would be the first time he’s accepted a cup he hadn’t prepared himself, swallowing a sick resignation with the request

postwar!Levi makes eye contact with you for the first time when he offers gruff thanks, shivering as your fingertips brush around the warm ceramic

something clenches in your chest and you turn away to hide it, occupying yourself with invisible specks of dust on his bedspread

you’re busy swiping the corner of your apron over the nightstand and miss the way his eyes go wide, then soften as he watches you bustle around him

“it’s alright. you don’t have to-” “-I know.”

the two of you speak at the same time, fall into the same embarrassed silence, watching each other warily in the low candlelight

your shadows overlap where they are thrown onto the wall as if they don’t realize the distance between the bodies that grew them, or refuse to recognize it at all

[seredelgi]

Levi's love language: head grips/pats

[ihateadulthood]

[aot-brainrot-my-beloved]

Can we just talk about how every single Levi trio is just him, a blonde guy, and a dark-haired girl?

It means that first Erwin and Hange reminded him of Furlan and Isabel

And now Gabi and Falco remind him of his previous friends

Happy fun time guys </3

+ bonus with Mikasa and Armin I guess

[afolksongs]

[bailadeluna]

team green: where there should be the open arms of affection and love, there is only duty, cold and bitter like steel on the tongue. from the guilt and shame of failing to follow the rigid rules, festers secrecy, lies, and resentment.

team black: where there should be order, words that should be heeded, and actions strategically followed, there is only desire- all consuming that it blinds you to what must be done for the betterment of others. from constant shortsighted follies, grow dire consequences, mistrust, and carelessness.

[cosmicjoke]

That analysis post about why Levi likes tea so much reminded me, with this panel, of something I also don't think people fully understand. Which is why Levi was so angry at Erwin at first, and why he was so out for his blood.

It's because he threatens Furlan's and Isabel's lives here. He orders his men to hold their swords to their throats, simply because Levi had refused at first to give him his name. Levi's belligerence on that front is rooted, I think, in how Erwin and his men are treating him and his friends. Having them down on their knees, in the filth and mud, with their arms bound behind their backs, making demands of them all the while. It's made worse when Erwin orders Mike to push Levi's face into the sewage. And that's what it is. It's sewage, not simply mud. You can see it coming out of the drain pipes. Levi was deeply upset by this, and understandably so. Putting someone's face into a puddle of sewage is a ghastly thing to do, especially when one really considers what the consequences of something like that could be. There's all sorts of diseases one could contract from inhaling that kind of filthy water. But it's what happens next that I think really drove Levi to wanting to kill Erwin.

Isabel is certain that the scouts are going to kill them in the above panel, and in a show of defiance, tells them to just get it over with. Furlan's face is frozen in fear, sweat trickling down it, because he feels the threat is real too.

But look at Levi's face.

Where before he'd only been angry, here, he's horrified, shocked and frightened. He realizes, suddenly, that Erwin isn't just capable of humiliating them, but seemingly willing to take their lives if he doesn't comply. He's threatening the only two people Levi has in his life. The only two people he's ever been able to call friend, and really, are more like his family. The two people he's done all he can to protect in the dangerous world of the Underground City. Basically, the two people he lives for.

I think some people tend to think Levi wanted to kill Erwin over wounded pride. Even just calling what Erwin did, before ordering his men to hold their blades to Isabel's and Furlan's throats, a case of wounded pride is an understatement, I think. He thoroughly humiliated Levi and his friends, and treated them inhumanely, as if they had no rights or autonomy. But it really wasn't that which drove Levi toward wanting to kill Erwin. It was that Erwin presented himself as a threat to his family.

[thena0315]

[hbnjhgv]

Something that’s constantly killing me is the fact that Levi is constantly seeing Isabel, Furlan, and Himself in other friend groups

Eren and Isabel having the same look in their eyes and determination

Furlan and Armin having the same calm like attitude and similar appearance.

Then Levi and Mikasa with the same looks, similar skill sets, just in general being pretty similar

[mirachan-tb]

Humanity's Strongest

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Imagine going to the Underground with Erwin to bring in Levi

“The plan is simple,” Section Commander Erwin Smith announces. “We travel to the Underground where we flush out Levi and his accomplices. According to our sources, he is working with two people, and all three of them are equipped with stolen ODM gear.”

Miche, Thomas and I stand in front of a tunnel that presumably leads to the Underground, a city constructed in a cave right beneath the Capitol city, Mitras. I have been part of Erwin’s squad for a while now, and I’m grateful for his elaborate plans that saved me from the titan’s grasps many times. While Erwin briefs us about our strategy today, I can’t help staring at the barely illuminated staircase that leads into the ground, and the longer I keep staring, the bigger the dreadful feeling grows in the pit of my stomach.

Are people really living under the ground?

“They are highly skilled with their stolen ODM gear, so be careful!” Erwin’s voice pulls me back to reality before the dread can creep into every fibre in my body.

He signals for us to follow him, and we begin our descent to the Underground.

After a few turns in the staircase, we reach the gigantic cavern which functions as shelter for houses and a few town squares. The town looks oddly similar to any other town you would usually see above the ground, except for the massive pillars scattered around the houses. Chills run down my spine as I marvel at the illuminated streets in front of me.

“Keep moving.” Erwin instructs us.

He guides us towards one of the tallest buildings in the area, and we take our places on the roof. From this position we should be able to spot anyone using ODM gear to fly through the streets below. After a few minutes of carefully watching over the town, my eyelids start becoming heavier and I can’t help yawning every two seconds, as if my perception of time has been thrown off by the constant darkness in this place. It must be so weird to live here.

“Over there!” Miche yells, startling me out of my drowsy state.

He points his sword towards one of the streets below, where three civilians equipped with our gear are indeed being chased by Military Police officers, zigzagging through the buildings with great speed.

“After them!” Erwin commands as he jumps off the roof. I quickly follow him, activating my own ODM gear.

Despite being untrained, the three criminals move increadibly fast, making it almost impossible for us to catch up to them. One of them knocks over a supply crate, scattering all of its contents in the air in front of the MPs. They get thrown out of balance by the numerous vegetables hitting them in the face, while we fly over them with ease. To my surprise, a flash of white flies past me in the opposite direction, which I recognize as one of the criminals we are supposed to be chasing after. I adjust the controllers as fast as I can, turning around mid air, barely avoiding the brick wall behind me. That bastard!

We all manage to avoid hitting the wall, and we resume pursuing the criminals. At the following intersection they separate, each going in a different way. Erwin and I fly straight ahead after the one with the loose white shirt, while Miche and Thomas go after the two others.

“Go above the houses!” Erwin instructs me. “I will follow him through the streets.”

“Yes, sir!”

I maneuver high above the roofs, maintaining visual contact with the white shirt that easily stands out from the grey surroundings. He breaks into the house at the end of the street through one of the windows, and I navigate over to the other side of that street, looking for the place where he might emerge. I find a small ventillation gap to the street on the right.

“Section Commander!” I yell to get Erwin’s attention, and I point my sword to the vent.

Erwin gives me a quick nod, and we maneuver ourselves to that spot. A few moments later, he indeed shows up from the vent, breaking through it with breakneck speed. He certainly knows how to take advantage of his stolen ODM gear.

Erwin tries to break his momentum, but the criminal is faster than him and he changes his course. I engage my gear to follow him, but he disappears under a tunnel. Relying on instinct, I lunge towards the end of that tunnel, praying that I get to him right when he emerges. I really don’t want to crash into the bricks.

We arrive at the end of the tunnel at the same time, and I manage to catch him off guard as I harshly knock into him. We both crash into the ground below.

Disregarding my aching joints, I roll over to stand up as quickly as I can, coming face to face with him. We are roughly the same hight, his dark blue eyes bear into mine with fury I haven’t seen before. He lunges at me with a pocket knife, which I swiftly block with my own blade.

He moves with incredible speed and precision, shortly making me exhausted from parrying all his attacks. After a dangerously close encounter with his knife, Erwin jumps protectively in front of me, knocking the criminal a few steps back.

When Erwin pins him against the wall behind him, I let out a sigh of relief, the fatigue setting into my muscles after the chase and all the fighting.

“Stop! Look around you.” Erwin orders just as Miche and Thomas turn the corner with the other criminals in cuffs. Miche has a hard time keeping the brunette girl in place, who trashes against his hold, demanding to be set free. The pale blonde guy stays silent while his eyes dart between the guy in the white shirt and us.

Seeing his accomlices brought in, the last criminal drops his knife in defeat.

“Seems you posess sound judgement.” Erwin comments as they both take a step backwards.

I reach for the handcuff in my pocket, walking behind the criminal while he continues glaring at the section commander. After I put his hands in a tight bind, I take his sleeve and he obediently follows me as I lead him next to his little squad, nicely lined up in front of Erwin with Miche standing behind them threateningly. I put my hands on his shoulders to push him down to kneel as the other two, then I walk over to Thomas who stands a bit further on the side, his hand hovering near his sword handles as if he was expecting the criminals to try and escape from us.

“I have some questions for you three.” Erwin says in his polite yet firm tone. “How did you obtain your ODM gear?”

Unsurprisingly, none of them give him an answer.

“You’re quite skilled with maneuvering with it…” Erwin continues, “who was it that tought you how?”

Erwin crouches down in front of the guy with the white shirt, the one I cuffed a minute ago. “I take it you’re the group’s leader? Just how much military training do you have?”

The supposed leader only growls in response, his bangs hanging over his eyes as he keeps his head low. Erwin glances up at Miche, who seems to understand the message as he grabs the criminal’s hair in the back, and forcefully pushes him down. His face lands in the puddle in front of him with a loud splash.

“YOU JERK!” The brunette girl screams at him, wriggling against her own binds as she sends a fiery glare at Miche.

“I’ll ask you once again,” Erwin states completely ignoring the girl, “who trained you in the use of ODM gear?”

“None of us were trained, okay?” The blonde guy finally speaks up, his voice trembling as he sends a worried glance at the guy struggling against Miche’s hold. “We taught ourselves!”

“That’s scarcely possible. I don’t believe you!”

“Yeah? Well, the definition of possible changes when you tryin’ to survive in a dump like this. But unless you know what sewage tastes like, I doubt that’s something you’d understand…”

“Tell that bag of yours to let Levi go already!” The girl shouts at Erwin. “You can’t just torture people in the streets!”

They have a good point. We don’t exactly come off as the good guys right now and we have no idea what it’s like living in this dump. Staying here for a few hours was enough to get me in an agitated state, an animalistic instinct prickling under my skin, constantly urging me to get out of here as fast as possible.

The one called Levi turns his face to shoot the most disgusted look towards us. I take a step towards Miche, ready to get him off of the guy he’s straddling, completely aware how that means going against my own section commander’s orders. Yet, Miche lifts his face from the ground on his own, allowing the criminal to breathe freely again. I halt my movements, earning a curious look from the brunette girl.

“I’m Section Commander Erwin Smith of the Scouts. What’s your name?”

“Levi.”

Erwin’s voice softens as he stares into the criminal’s furious eyes. “Levi, I’d like to offer you a deal.”

“What kind of deal?”

“I’ll overlook your various crimes and you lend me your strength and skill. As members of the Scout Regiment.”

His eyes widen at this revelation. As do mine, since Erwin conveniently left this crucial part out of the plan he shared with us before the mission. Sure, these guys are great at maneuvering, but is that a good enough reason to enlist them without any formal training?

“And if I refuse?”

“We’ll give you to the MPs,” Erwin says standing up from his kneeling position. “You’ve been thorns in their side for some time. So if you go that route, I doubt you and your comrades will receive decent treatment. The choice is yours, so pick a path!”

“Alright, fine.” Levi says defeatedly. “If that’s how it is, then we’ll join the damn scouts…”

Our three new recruits reluctantly hand over their stolen ODM gear before they reluctantly sit on the transpont wagon. The brunette girl stares at her confiscated gear with a red face, holding back her anger no doubt.

“You’ll be given proper ones at headquarters.” I reassure her as I mount my own horse. Her eyes perk up at the thought, but as if remembering that she was supposed to be angry, she shifts her gaze down to her lap.

The ride towards the Scout’s Headquarters goes relatively undisturbed. Thomas guides the wagon with the new recruits and our supplies, while the rest of us follow them on horseback. I ride on the wagon’s left side, giving me the perfect opportunity to occasionally steal glances at the strange trio. The blonde guy and the girl sit right in my line of sight, but Levi sits with his back turned to me. From what I could tell so far, the two boys are around my age, maybe a few years older, but the girl is significantly younger, perhaps only a teenager, eighteen at best. They sit in the wagon without saying a word, staring into the distance.

I accidentally lock eyes with the girl and I send her a bright, encouraging smile. Her eyes widen, a curious sparkle crossing through her green eyes as she continues staring at me. It’s a start.

“What’s your name?” I ask her, hoping to break the tension a little bit.

“Isabel.” She answers slowly, glancing at the boys as is she wasn't sure whether she’s allowed to talk to me.

“Nice to meet you, Isabel. My name is Y/N!”

“What are you doing?” Miche’s gruff voice cuts through our conversation. “Why are you so friendly with them?”

I turn my head to send him a glare. It’s not like we are forbidden from talking…

Turning back to Isabel, I gesture towards the blonde guy riding behind the wagon. “That grumpy guy is called Miche. The one at the front of the wagon is Thomas, and Section Commander Erwin has already introduced himself.”

Thomas turns back to give them a small smile, and Erwin gives them a court nod from the other side of the wagon.

Isabel erupts into a bright smile as she throws her arm around the blonde guy sitting next to her. “This is Furlan! And that’s my big bro Levi!”

She points to the black haired guy sitting in front of her. He sits with his arms crossed over his chest, and from what I could see he didn’t move a single muscle ever since we began our journey. I imagine he has the same grumpy scowl as he did when I cuffed him in the Underground.

“Nice to meet you all!” I greet them, matching the enthusiasm in Isabel’s voice. “Have you ever been above the ground?”

“No, we could never afford it.” Isabel says looking down at her feet, and the cheerful conversation turns sour as soon as she stops smiling. “OW! What was that for?”

Levi has kicked Isabel’s shin, eliciting a loud groan from the girl. I can’t help but chuckle at their childish bickering.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about that,” I reassure them, trying to lift their spirits a little. “What matters is that you are here now. Isn’t that great?”

“Yeah,” Isabel says as the excited sparkle returns in her eyes. “Where are we going now? Is it far?”

“We are headed towards the Scouting Regiment’s Headquarters inside Wall Rose. We still have at least a few hours of riding ahead of us, but we should arrive by dinnertime at the latest.”

“That’s too long!” She slumps in her seat with an exaggerated sigh. ”I thought we’d go somewhere nearby!”

“Oi, stop whining already! And you—” Levi turns his head pointedly towards me, the annoyed scowl indeed showing up on his face as he fixes me with an irritated glare. “You talk too much!”

I stare into his icy glare for a second before I burst out laughing. Miche chuckles along with me, and from the corner of my eye I even catch a glimpse of a smile on Erwin’s face.

“You are not the first one to tell me that.” I say after calming down a bit.

Glancing into Levi’s perplexed expression almost sends me into another fit of giggles, but I try to contain it for his sake.

“You know,” Miche says teasingly with his wolfish grin, “I could get used to you talking less.”

“Well, too bad! All of you are stuck with me!” I exclaim performing my best maniacal laugh.

While everyone bursts out laughing, I turn my attention back to Levi, who is the only one not smiling. We stare at each other for a second, before I give him a sweet smile, hoping he understands that I mean no harm. In response he turns his back to me, but I could have sworn that I saw his expression soften a bit before he crosses his arms against his chest once more.