#ob la di says stuffs

[ob-la-di-ob-la-di]

Will be done with finals in 9 hours✌🏼 New artwork dropping soon stay tuned (if you still follow me lol)

PS: Ohhh these Genotype phenotype Messenger RNA protein synthesis is driving me nuts save me

[okwritingandpain]

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da: The Beatles x Reader

Chapter 1

Y/N sat in the coffee shop, sipping her mocha in peace. Her fingers tapped on the keyboard as she had to turn in her newest college paper that afternoon. Her airpods were in her ears playing the melodies and harmonies of the Beatles. It calmed her, listening to songs that seemed to give off such a feeling of joy. Being 19 and joyfully on the way to having an English degree, she thought of what fun it would be to write stories for the world. Her parents were supportive, which was all that mattered. She had played piano for as long as she could remember which sparked her newest story idea for her paper.

A Tale Of A Lone Pianist

It was perfect and she couldn't wait for everyone to read it. Taking another sip, many people zipped by her. The shop was busy, basically bursting at the seems with people. Sometimes she could basically feel the people staring at her computer screen. It annoyed her, but she continued her story.

"Watch where your walking, old man!" Someone snapped. Paying no mind, she felt something hit her foot. A phone.

"I'm sorry, luv. My phone got away from me." A man said, trying to hide his face with his hood.

"It's alright." She said, grabbing the phone off the ground. Her fingers grazed the button, turning it on. The lock screen was a picture of Paul McCartney. She smiled as she handed the phone to him.

"You a McCartney fan?" She asked, trying to get a better look at the man. He made a small laugh.

"You could say that." He smirked, putting the phone in his pocket. His clothes looked stained, as if he had spilled his coffee or something. Oh, wait...

"Can I buy you another coffee? You look like you lost yours." She giggled, as the man stiffened. He looked at his clothing.

"It's okay, you really don't have to." He murmured, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"I insist." She said, standing up. "All I ask is that you watch my stuff. What coffee do you want?" The man fumbled with his jacket, uncomfortablely.

"You trust me?" He asked, unsure. She nodded.

"I like to give everyone the benefit of the doubt." She concluded. He seemed to relax and smile.

"I prefer tea actually." He said, quietly.

"No big deal, I'll get you what you want." Standing up she went to stand in line. Watching carefully the man sat down and just looked around a bit. He didn't even glance at her computer screen. After finally getting the tea, she walked back to him. Handing him the tea, she sat down across from him.

"Thank you." He said, gleefully. The hidden sunny smile shone at her.

"So, what is it you do?" She asked, striking a conversation. The man was shocked, but appreciative of the kindness of the girl.

"I'm a musician." He remarked. Interesting, but it made sense due to his lockscreen.

"That’s cool. I've played the piano since forever, but I never written my own song. It's so cool you could make a career out of it!" The girl cheered.

"An interesting one at that." He muttered, "What do you do?"

"English Major in college." She explained, "I like to write stories." He perked up at her with a genuine smile.

"I'm sure you are very good." He glistened, "I want to thank you for your hospitality. I was trying to fly under the radar a bit, but I guess if one person knew it wouldn't be a big deal. As long as you don't tell everyone here" She cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Okay?" She questioned, unsure of what he meant. The man lifted his hood a little. His brown eyes glowed and shined in the light. His gray hair whipped in a wave. His childlike features smirked at her. She was talking to Paul McCartney.

Grasping a hand over her mouth, she bottled up her shock and excitement. Was it really him or was she hallucinating? Maybe she somehow overdosed on Beatles music or something...

"I know it's shocking." He muttered, placing his hood down again. "You seemed so nice, and trusting. I thought you would want to...I don't know...know me?" She blushed at his words. He was so kind.

"It's nice to meet you..." She trailed off. "Sir McCartney--"

"Please, call me Paul." He insisted with a smile. "What’s your name, luv?" He looked up expectantly.

A moment passed. "Y/N." She said, quietly. He gave her a dreamy look.

"A beautiful name...George always liked that one." He frowned for the first time since they met. Guilt rushed over her.

"Thank you...I'm sorry about George." She murmured. The smile returned, but felt a little forced.

"He's not suffering anymore." Paul whispered. She nodded as the world fell silent.

"Why are you talking to me?" She asked, attempting to change the subject.

"The world needs more people like you. I like to surround myself with the best of people." He sighed.

"I can understand that. It feels just yesterday--" She was cut-off.

"That’s it! I've been waiting forever for this chance, luv!" He croaked, standing up. She was shocked. He looked like a wild bore in his frantic outburst.

"What?" She asked, as Paul grabbed her wrist.

"How would you like to see Abbey Road Studios!" He cheered, as she pulled her wrist away. She grabbed her belongings putting them in her book bag.

"I would love to, but why are you..." She ran after Paul as he dashed to the exit. People stopped and stared. Some were muttering:

"Is that Paul McCartney?"

She raced towards where Paul was at his car. He motioned her to get in. Obeying she got in the passenger seat. He drove off. A quick and sudden realization hit her. They were in America, New York. They were no where near London!

"How are we going to get to Abbey Road Studios?" She asked, gripping her seat belt.

"I may have lied a little. Birds fell for it all the time back in the old days." He smirked. She glared at him. After what felt like hours, the two pulled up to a recording studio. Why would he bring her here. Was the first question in her mind. Was he really just some pervert? Paul guided her inside, walking past the front desk to the nearest recording booth. Pulling out a guitar he sat down.

"What are you doing?" She asked, finding a stool to sit down. He quickly motioned her away from the stool, pointing at the piano.

"You can’t play the piano from there." He coed, tuning the guitar a little.

"Play the piano?" She repeated, sitting down. He nodded.

"We're going to play 'Yesterday'" He smirked. Her lips pressed together. It had been awhile since she had played anything seriously.

"Why?" She asked, looking at the keys that were as white as the moon.

"You'll see." He said.

"That song doesn't have piano--"

"But it can." He smirked, beginning to play. She could do this. Following Paul's lead, she began to play what she remembered. Paul sang and every now and again Y/N would join too. Suddenly she felt dizzy. Paul's guitar rang in her ears. He walked over to her, still playing.

"You can save the Beatles." He said, as everything went dark.

[igetdepressedandilearnthings]

It just occurred to me that this is the social media platform I've been wishing I had for years. The one were I can write and no one I know will ever read it, at least not with any actual probability. I don't know why I ignored Tumblr for so long, I just kinda forgot about it as I tried other formats for blogging. I don't care about having followers or anyone reading what I write here, I just want to write it somewhere where it might be seen but not by my friends who will just tell me how concerning my 'behavior' is.

I do love my friends, the few I actually have left, but I don't think they actually care that much about me to really try to help and I'm very tired of the half assed attempts from everyone in my life that always end with "you should learn to love yourself and then other people will love you too". Lately I just take it to mean they don't love me either and I had about enough of hearing that.

I think here I can write stuff as depressing as I want and I won't have to deal with any of that, which I really like. It's not like it matters anyway. When I seriously considered killing myself it was over three years ago and not one person noticed how depressed I was back then. I even wrote about it in my blog which I have literally linked on my IG and only one of my friends ever reached out to me about it, over a year after the fact. And she doesn't talk to me anymore either, so I'm back down to zero people that actually know that about me. But oh well, ob la di ob la di as they say. I'm not really happier now, but I have learned to deal with it better.

Anyway, I guess this is my official comeback to Tumblr. I bring very little positive energy. Ok just kidding. I actually love pop culture and writing discourse, and I hope to find more of that here, since all I have so far is really YouTube. I also like to partake in mental health, world news and that sort of discussions from time to time, tho I do try to not over engage. This should be the year I get back to a healthy weight and I wanna see how much or little that does for my self esteem, so stay tuned. So far everyone here is pretty cool so I'm looking forward to spending some more time here. And also leaving behind some other social media sites, I think I've finally reached my breaking point with some of them.

[kl125]

Well, based on the various glimpses into the mixtapes for El, we can deduce that Mike is a fan of romantic, classic rock ballads, so REO Speedwagon, Corey Hart, etc. Then, taking into account the other music incorporated into the show, Journey is an option, and further expanding into that genre, you could have Kansas, Bruce Springsteen, The Who, The Eagles, and other bands and singers with a foundation in rock but with the emerging synth trend thrown in the mix. For specific songs, we know he likes “Can’t Fight this Feeling” and “No Surrender”, but I could also see him liking “Any Way You Want It” and “Don’t Stop Believin’”.

El is interesting, though. She has no exposure to popular music until she leaves the lab. It’s not a big focus during her week at the Wheeler’s, so the first time we see her deliberately exposed to music is Jim Croce. After spending a year with Hopper, she’s likely grown an affinity for that folksy, singer-songwriter genre. Creedence Clearwater Revival would be a good option as well. Heavy emphasis on drum and guitar melodies to carry the songs, but not over-produced, and with a focus on interesting lyrics.

Then, we circle back to classic rock with Mike, and later 80’s synth-pop with Max, specifically Madonna. We know Max’s taste consists of female singers, so El likely heard a lot of that as she got to know Max. There’s no doubt that Max played her some Kate Bush, but you could also include Cyndi Lauper and Pat Benatar, again using the choices made in the show as a guide, and other singers with a heavy focus on female empowerment.

Overall, though, we don’t have a sense of El’s taste yet, and I think that’s on purpose. She’s still forming her personality and identity. Ultimately, I think she has a very eclectic taste in music, so you can’t go wrong. She tends to absorb the tastes of whoever she is closest to at any given moment. Though, depending on when you set the AU, I’d avoid bubblegum Top 40. Popular songs are fine, but El would likely listen to songs with meaning and intention. She’s spent her life finding a voice, so she’d gravitate towards other people who have something to say with their music. I think The Beatles would fascinate El because of how experimental and expansive their discography is. She’d like how they can go from “Yellow Submarine” to “Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da” to “Hey Jude” and so on, and so forth. That last part is entirely my own headcanon.

For more modern artists, in keeping with that romantic, ballad vibe, I think Mike would like Coldplay, OneRepublic, Imagine Dragons, and Fun, and songs like “Some Nights”, “Paradise”, and “Connection”.

El would keep her love of old music, especially if you have Hopper as her father-figure, but I could see Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift, TLC, Beyoncé, and Spice Girls from her influence by Max, and the ones I mentioned above from her influence by Mike. She’s still very much a chameleon with her interests, so anything goes. I think she’d also love more indie stuff, and she’d be particularly skilled at finding up-and-coming artists. Again, she’d find people who have something to say and a unique voice.

At the end of the day, these are my opinions, and I’m not as well-versed as I could be on some of these genres, so feel free to take these suggestions or not at your own discretion. The music in the show is just as tied to the themes and messages as any other element, so it’s good to want to make deliberate choices for that, even in fan fiction! Let me know your thoughts!

Alright Milevens, serious question here.

What music artists/ songs would Mike and El bond over. Like what songs would both of them like? Modern and 80s, I'm writing an AU and I am awful at deducing what music tastes characters would have except in specific cases (ie: it is revealed to me via a dream at two a.m. and I just roll with it because it is accurate)

[minzart]

The anon that send in the la signora boss theme gave me a cool and angsts idea for OB yuu. Now let’s say Grimm overblot s into this huge beast, que phase 1 theme.

Yuu and the others are trying to stop Grimm and save him. He’s backed up into a corner (metaphorically) and Yuu is trying to speak to him and stuff like “Let me help you Grimm” and whatnot and Grimm in a moment of desperation He admits that he need his henchmen’s help, but not in the hopeful way we think. Grimm kinda traps us /tricks us into this giant crystal of ink

Que transformation phase theme, the crystal starts to crack and break as the boys try to free Yuu but the crystal sprouts out giant flames and once it’s destroyed a giant tower of flames shoots upward and Yuu, looking monstreous, (and possibly as big as the school) rises up from the flames Chernabog style

similar to the character in the theme song Yuu becomes this giant Blue Fire beast with Chernabog And Grim features as well as bonus characteristics from previous Blot battles. Giant horns, Phoenix like wings, The hands drowning in blank ink with blue glowing cracks (it sorta looks like blue magma) the hands not even hands but giant monster claws. Etc, Etc. Instead of the ink tattoos on the face like the other blots it’s a giant cat mask With yuus lifeless eyes in them. Grime tail is practically wrapped and a part of their waist like a parasite as he stands in front off Yuu.

The Beast Tamer and Their great Beast.

Que The 2nd phase. In order for them to stop grim they have too kill the master/henchmen, Yuu. Now this can go for both, The “Yuu stays Au” or the Au where Yuu dies and becomes a ghost.

For Yuu stays:

After the battle, Yuu lives but at a price . their no longer what you would consider human. Yuu and Grimm now have a symbiotic relationship cause after the overblot their souls and Grimm s magic are now combined. (They are technically one student but now it’s literal, Grimm has to stay within a 5-10 Ft radius of Yuu) They don’t consider one or the other as their familiar but as their platonic other half.

Now yuus looks. Yuu has like three forms, but the mask is a permenant feature

Their Everyday/casual form

The mask just looks like a small simple masqueread mask. Yuu is now a lot taller then normal now maybe like a foot taller then their normal height. (Floyd is on the hunt for a new nickname)Yuus hands are normal hand size again but their still ink black but the ends are small blue flames (like Idias hair) they kinda look like gloves. Yuus got small horns on their head. (“Look on the bright side tsunotaro we match now”) And for the simps, Fangs and teeth sharper then the leech twins.

Let’s call Their second form, Battle mode

Their two feet taller now with muscles, their mask is now a bit bigger (covering half their face) with flames coming from The sides their hands have claw liek fewtures now with blue cracks in it. Used in big fights only. Maybe some fire like tatto formed elegantly around their body

Their third form is their emergency only form , where , like grim, turns into the overblot form but it takes ALOT of their energy and they have a limited amount of time with it.

Now this fits the Yuu stays Au because Yuu CANT go back, their no longer human, they can’t even recognize themself anymore, would their own mother even recognize them?

Lots of therapy and help form their friends is definitely needed before they become headmaster lolol.

Theirs a lot of beauty and the beast like Fanfics Regarding Yuu be it shipping or X readers

I’ll do the other Au later but this is what I came up with, feel free to take this and run with it lolol.

Damn that's a cool au 👁👄👁

I'll update this post when you send the rest

[vivid4am]

Life Goes On (Chapter 1)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky meets his neighbor who keeps playing the same song on repeat. 

Takes place before TFATWS

Warnings: Cursing, suicidal ideation(?), hella Beatles references

A/N: This is my first fanfic in like a long time, so sorry if my writing skills are a little week.

Whoever Bucky’s neighbor was, he loathed them. 

Life really hasn’t been kind to him lately. After being under control by HYDRA for so many years, breaking out and finding his best friend only to be turned into dust and coming back five years later with his then best friend abandoning him to go back in time to be with the love of his life. Yeah, not a good hand was dealt to him. 

The only good thing was being pardoned by the United States government and not being sent to jail for the rest of his goddamn miserable life. 

So here he was, sitting on his living room floor, staring at his T.V. and listening to that godforsaken song his neighbor was playing on repeat. 

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da

Life goes on, bra

La-la, how the life goes on

It was taunting almost. After all the shit Bucky’s went through, he wished his life didn’t go on. Wished he could be like Steve, go back in time and find someone who he could live the rest of his life with. Wished that the United States government did lock him up. Wished that they executed him. 

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da

Life goes on, bra

La-la, how the life goes on

Maybe he can complain to Dr. Raynor about this tomorrow. Tell her that the song almost makes him feel murderous again. Maybe she’ll report him and they will finally lock him up. It’s what he deserves anyway, after all the heinous crimes he’s committed. Bucky laid his head back against the wall and sighed. He then stopped and listened.

Solace and silence. The song was finally over. A smile stretched across Bucky’s unshaven face and he choked out a laugh. It didn’t last long though.

That stupid bass line along with that stupid piano started to fill his ears again.

“Are you kidding me?” Bucky said to himself. He knocked on the wall, trying to grab his neighbor’s attention to stop playing that stupid fucking song. 

The song suddenly stopped and a voice came through the wall. 

“Sorry, didn’t realize you weren’t a Beatles fan.” The voice said. 

Bucky didn’t give himself time to think, he just spoke. “I have no fucking clue who they are.” He replied. 

Bucky didn’t get a response. Silence filled his Brooklyn apartment. Then came a knock on his door. Bucky scrunched his face up. Who the hell would come visit him at this time at night? Mr. Nakajima? He pulled the blankets off his legs and stood up, his dog tags hanging off his neck. He peeked through the peephole and saw a girl standing in the hall with a white t-shirt, Cookie Monster pajama pants and her arms crossed over her chest. He sighed and opened the door. 

“Can I-”

“How do you not know who the fucking Beatles are?”

“Excuse me?” Well, maybe it’s because I’m a hundred and some year old man and have never been aware of my surroundings in the 60s before.

“The Beatles! Y’know, John, Paul, George, and Ringo? Abbey Road? Hey Jude? Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club? Here Comes The Sun? The fucking Beatles?” 

Bucky was shocked to be frank. Why was this girl screaming at him about The Beatles? He knew he should’ve listened to what Steve put down in that journal, dammit. 

All he could do was shake his head. “Sorry, no.”

“What were you, born yesterday?” The attitude on this girl was thick. She intimidated him almost, staring into his stone cold blue eyes. 

“No.” Yes.

“Don’t tell me you listen to that shitty Soundcloud rapper bullshit either.” The girl mumbled, pushing her way into Bucky’s apartment. Buck couldn’t help but panic. What if she saw his arm? What would he say to her? Then again, he didn’t really owe her any answers, she was the one who just waltzed into his apartment. 

Luckily Bucky had a grey sweatshirt laying on his kitchen counter. He pulled it over his head and stuffed his hands into his pockets. The girl stopped in front of his living room. “Nice pad you got here.” She said, admiring his single cushioned arm chair, TV stand and makeshift floor bed. 

“Uh- new furniture coming in, my old stuff fell apart.” He lied, looking down feeling almost embarrassed. “Eh, it’s okay. You’re better than the last tenets that were here.” She said, searching around his apartment. 

“I’m sorry, but- what are you looking for? Matter of fact, why are you in here?” He asked, following her around. Hopefully she didn’t find his knife stash. He wasn’t supposed to have any weapons, but he needed something in case someone tried to break in. He still gets paranoid sometimes. 

“Looking for the source in your shitty taste in music.” The girl deadpanned. 

“I-uh, I don’t listen to music.” 

The girl skidded to a halt. She turned around, shock riddled on her face. “Really? I mean, with that haircut and dog tags, you strike me as a guy who listens to Led Zeppelin religiously.” She then put her hand up. “Don’t tell me you don’t know who Led Zeppelin are either.” 

Bucky grimaced at the girl and she sighed. 

“Tomorrow,” She started, “meet me next door at 8, I get off work at 7:30.” She said before walking towards the door. Bucky gave her a confused look. “For what?” He asked, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. The girl gave him a cheeky smile. “So I can show you music.” She replied, opening the door.

“I’m Y/N, by the way.” She said before she shut the door. 

“Bucky.” He whispered, but she was already gone.

| Next Part

[inspiteallthedanger]

Man, Paul being "super weird about gender" is something I'd love to see more discussion of. It's even in his music - Ob la di ob la da, Get Back, Bip Bop, Mr H Atom, the prevelance of female pov characters - and those are just the examples that spring to mind right away. I know Paul's lyrics are easy to dismiss as silly, but if a current artist was putting some of this stuff in their songs I would assume they were at least talking about ambigous gender identity

Yeah. It’s super interesting! I mean, I don’t see it as Paul having a personal ambiguous gender identity, necessarily. But more that he has Very Strict Rules about what men and women should be and how they should behave. Like when he talks about why he fell for Linda. Or when he said he was worried about being veggie because men have to carve the meat in a family otherwise they have no role. These are clearly very firmly ingrained in him (I guess through some early trauma). Which causes him all sorts of issues and I would imagine is tied up with how desperate he is to distance himself from any sexuality discussions.

As a result he really has a tendency to mythologise women and womanhood. Hence as you say, what he does in his songs. But it’s not something I can claim loads of experience with, so I’m sure others would have super interesting inputs on this.

[gwynndolin]

Depends. There's obviously a huge break in sound around the time they recorded Rubber Soul where they broke from the genre that they defined in the early 60s (british boy band, think your monkees, your bee gees, etc) so if you're looking for that kinda sound there's some decent tracks on all their early records, but honestly there was nothing too particularly unsafe on those, nothing crazily notable.

A Hard Day's Night is pretty fun, obviously the titular track is nice; Kurt Cobain basically OWNS "And I Love Her" now.

I don't actually really like much off Rubber Soul, or Revolver all that much actually, but obviously "Eleanor Rigby" is an iconic song, "Yellow Submarine" as well. "Got To Get You Into My Life" is almost a Chicago song with the horns.

Sgt. Peppers is really probably their best stuff IMHO, they made some crazy fucking mastering choices with it but overall has some great stuff, the titular track and its reprise, "Getting Better", "She's Leaving Home", "Lovely Rita", and "A Day In The Life" are all my fave tracks from this album. Actually "a ""A Day In The Life" is probably one of my fave Beatles songs.

This is barely relevant but i'll never get another chance to talk about this performance; they reference the line "I heard the news today, oh boy" from "A Day In The Life" in this song towards the end and I think that's pretty cool and i like this song and i like this live performance as well. Look at a young Luther Van Dross in the back singing! very cool

the White Album has some great songs too! "Back In The U.S.S.R." is fun, "Glass Onion" was obviously the inspiration for the new Knives Out movie and I think it was a perfect credits song LOL. Ob la di is a funny silly song. "Everyone's Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey" which is good but I like it a lot for the basis of the title alone. "Helter Skelter" is like almost good but its mastering again is like. Garbage. Where is Lennon in this song. He's like singing from under the recording booth.

Abbey Road's got "Maxwell's Silver Hammer" which is another just silly song and for that, i really like it. "Oh! Darling" is like a great dive bar song. "Polythene Pam" doesn't hold up well lyrically but it sounds good and leads nicely into "She Came In Through The Bathroom Window" which is also a pretty great song. I really like the total combined work of the songs "You Never Give Me Your Money", "Golden Slumbers", and "Carry That Weight", but I'm really just a sucker for motifs and songs leading into one another.

I dont have much to say about Let It Be. Everyone likes "Across The Universe" and "Let It Be"

Thats all!

i'm going to stop pretending like the beatles didn't have some bangers

[sirgiant-blog-blog]

This is the Rainbow River in Dunnellon, Florida.

I have an intimate relationship with the Rainbow River. We go back a long way.

Early in my life my family would travel from New York to see my grandparents and they would often take us swimming at a place called The KP Hole on the Rainbow River.

When we moved to Dunnellon in ‘72, I worked at Rainbow Springs at the headwaters during my senior year in high school.

I have swam in this river hundreds of times (if not more). I have gone tubing, canoeing, and even plein air painting here.

When I was young I would bring my acoustic guitar to the river’s edge, sit cross legged on the shore, and play.

I was still 17 years old. A lady from a local church heard me playing and invited me to play for her Christian Teen Group that Friday evening. It was a camping retreat on the river’s edge.

I didn’t realize until I got there that it was an all girl group.

They lit a campfire, cooked hot dogs on sticks, and asked me to play and sing for them. I don’t think the songs mattered. I probably played Beatles stuff and maybe some Cat Stevens.

The sun was almost down when I overheard one of the girls softly saying to another girl, “If Larry wasn’t here we could go skinny dipping.”

I may have been singing “Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da,” but I could still hear her. I didn’t miss a beat but I will confess that I still think of that moment every time I am near the Rainbow River.

I have so many memories from the Rainbow River.

But, just one more.

I was asked to write a song for the Queen Of The Rainbow beauty pageant. In the lyric to the song, I chose to elevate the position of “Queen” to more than a pretty face. I wanted the song to be a call to protect the river and the chosen “Queen” to be an ambassador for responsible stewardship of the land.

Call me a tree hugger!

Part of the lyric reads, “Dunnellon, protect her. Her gift is in your hands. The life of the Rainbow is the life of your land.”

Here is a link to the song with video footage of the river: https://youtu.be/KnIBR7hmFg0

The painting is in pointillism using the dry brush on Procreate.

[bluesylveon2]

My My, I Could Never Let You Go

Summary: Sasha Zoe just wants her dad to walk her down the aisle. There is only one problem: she doesn't know who her dad is! Sasha invites 3 men in hopes of finding out which one is her father. What could possibly go wrong?

Pairings: Levi x Hange, Sasha x Niccolo, and other background relationships

Disclaimer: This is a Levihan Mamma Mia au. This fanfic is inspired by Mamma Mia which is directed by Phyllida Loyd, written by Catherine Johnson, and uses music from the pop group ABBA. Attack on Titan is a manga/anime series written by Hajime Isayama and published by Kondasha

Author’s Note: NOW EDITED! This chapter and maybe the next few will include character background. I know the movie doesn’t include that, but I am! This story will have some added/deleted scenes from the movie. I hope you like it though! Also, the characters are in their Season 4 looks. The 104 group will be 20-21. Niccolo is 23. The adults:

Hange, Nanaba, Rico, and Mike - 43 | Levi - 45 | Erwin - 46 | Moblit - 40 | Pieck - 37 | Porco - 35

Yes, the adults are mostly in their 40′s, but look young. Let’s just go with it

I will try to keep a weekly or week and a half update depending on school. 

Now let’s move to the chapter where we meet a happy and engaged Sasha! 😁

Need to catch up? Catch up here!

Ch 1: Honey, Honey

Kalokairi, Greece

1 day before the wedding

Two passengers walk out of the docked ferry. Mikasa - the tall one with short jet black hair and dark brown eyes - was grabbing the rest of her stuff while her friend Historia - the shorter one with long blonde hair and blue eyes - searched for Sasha. It didn’t take Historia long to find her. Sasha wasn’t hard to find. Despite her wearing her brown hair in a ponytail and wearing casual clothes; she was running towards them at full speed. Sasha also held a small book with her. 

“OH MY GOSH! YOU ARE FINALLY HERE!!!!” Sasha screamed as she ran towards her friends on the dock. 

Mikasa Ackerman is half Japanese and half German. She originally lived in Rothenburg ob der Tauber in Germany but moved to Kalokairi after her parent’s death when she was a teenager. Mikasa’s parents dreamed of visiting the island one day when Mikasa was older. She used to sit on her mother’s lap as she told her about the island's beauty. After Mikasa’s parents died, her great aunt on her mother’s side reached out to her from Japan and provided Mikasa enough money to move to Kalokairi. Mikasa’s great aunt was unable to take care of Mikasa because of her old age, so Mikasa chose to live in Kalokairi to fulfill her parent’s dream. The only downside was that Mikasa lived alone. Her home is a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom home. It’s enough for a person, but Mikasa felt alone without her parents. It was where she met Eren Jaeger's family. Eren’s mom, Carla, often invited Mikasa to eat so she wouldn’t get lonely. Eren gave Mikasa a red scarf as she was leaving the Jaeger household. He claimed it was a gift, so she didn’t feel lonely. Mikasa, touched by the gift, started visiting the Jaeger family more, and she even met Eren’s freind, Armin. The Jaeger home became Mikasa’s second home, and Mikasa was not alone anymore. It changed after Historia moved the island. 

Historia Reiss came from Munich and ran to Kalokairi to get away from her family. She felt confined in her home when all she wanted was freedom. She had also learned the ugly truth behind her family name a week after moving in with her father, Rod Reiss. Her uncle, Uri, was the CEO of the Fritz company, a conglomerate in Germany with other branches across Europe. The company also did some shady business orchestrated by Rod, but it was hidden from the public. The only plus for Historia staying home was seeing sister, Freida, more often. 

The only downside of running away to another country was not knowing the language. Historia was walking around the island when she accidentally bumped into Mikasa. Mikasa noticed how lost Historia looked, so she invited her into her home. Historia spills her entire life story (including her real name) to Mikasa the moment Mikasa sat down in the chair in front of her to eat dinner. Historia was horrified after she finished her story. She just told her story to a stranger who is most likely going to kick her out. Historia flinched when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to find Mikasa looking down at her with a smile. Mikasa understands what it is like to be alone, so she invites Historia to stay in her home. The girls eventually lived together as roommates until they had to leave for their modeling careers. Mikasa and Historia have even walked in Milan Fashion Week. 

The home is still under Mikasa’s name (originally it was under her great aunt, but it went to Mikasa after her passing). The girls (and everyone in their friend group), use it when they stay on the island. The current inhabitants are Hanami and Mina since they were the first to arrive. Mikasa, Annie, Hitch, and Historia are the only girls from the group staying at the hotel. 

Historia also started going by her real name after an incident with the company. Rod went to prison and Freida became the new CEO. She and Freida keep in touch often via mail to make up for the lost time and update each other of their lives. Historia told Freida about her freinds, her new maternal figure (Hange), and her girlfriend, Ymir.

Sasha met Mikasa and Historia on the island in high school. Mikasa was with her friends, Eren and Armin when Sasha met her. They were often paired up for projects and events that their friendship happened naturally over time. Sasha met Historia when she gave her some bread after Sasha was caught eating in class. Mr. Shadis, their teacher, is really a strict man. He made Sasha run laps around the whole school as punishment. Sasha wouldn’t stop thanking Historia after that. 

“SASHA!!!!!!” Historia shoved her stuff towards Mikasa and began running towards Sasha. 

“MIKASAAAAA!!!! HISTORIA!!!!!!!!!” Sasha continued yelling before glomping Historia. Luckily Historia caught herself without falling into the water.

“And where is my hug?” Sasha heard behind Historia before looking up to see Mikasa smirking at her. Sasha opened one arm out to initiate a group hug.

Mikasa briefly put both her’s and Historia’s stuff down and joined in on the hug. 

“Ugh, it’s been so long! I missed you both so much!” Sasha complained dramatically as she let go of the girls. Mikasa and Historia grab their things and start heading towards the beach with Sasha. 

Sasha looked at the group and noticed someone was missing.

“Is Ymir not coming, Historia?” Sasha asked while tilting her head to the side.

“No,” Historia says sadly, thinking about her girlfriend as she looks down as she walks. “She has caught up with work lately and won’t be able to attend your wedding.” Historia looked up and smiled “She wanted me to tell you congrats on your engagement though.”

“Well we would have been here earlier, but someone” Mikasa glared at Historia “insisted on being fashionably late” Mikasa grumbled. She gave air quotes on the words fashionably late with her free hand. 

“Well are we?” Historia giggled. She waved her hand innocently while ignoring Mikasa’s last statement 

“No” Sasha laughed “Aunt Nanaba and Aunt Rico will be here later on today, and Aunt Pieck will be here tomorrow.”

Aunt Pieck is Sasha’s only known family member from her mom’s side. 

(Sasha also heard about a grandmother, but her mom never talks about her)

According to Hange, Pieck is Hange’s younger cousin. Hange’s mom and Pieck’s mom are sisters, but they weren’t that close. Hange’s mom was more focused on her singing career, and Pieck’s mom wanted to focus on her daughter. As a result, Hange would often visit Pieck’s house in Santorini. Pieck would tell her stories about Kalokairi during one of Hange’s visits. Pieck’s stories of Kalokairi sparked Hange’s interest in the island. Pieck is currently a photographer who lives in Portugal after marrying Porco Galliard. She met Porco after a photoshoot in Spain. 

Porco is a veteran from Portugal. His brother, Marcel, is also a veteran and he was in the same unit as Porco. Both brothers began traveling around Europe after finishing their service before settling down. One day, the brothers were in Valencia, Spain after hearing of the La Tomatina Festival in Bunol. Porco met Pieck during the festival after she threw a squashed tomato straight at his face. Porco had to face her alone (Marcel was somewhere deep in the crowd) and decided to get back at her. It was a battle between speed (Porco) and stamina (Pieck, Porco had no idea how Pieck was not getting tired). According to Aunt Pieck, it was like the others in the crowd didn’t matter to them. It was her vs Porco. The two got to learn more about each other after the festival ended, and they exchanged numbers. 

Sasha has not seen her Aunt Pieck since her high school graduation. Her aunt had moved to left Greece after marrying Porco, so her visits were less frequent. Nevertheless, Sasha enjoyed looking at the postcard and photos her aunt sends every year. Seeing her aunt and uncle’s happy faces puts a smile on Sasha’s face. She wishes her mom had a similar experience. 

“I knew we should’ve waited longer,” Historia complained to Mikasa and threw her arms up for dramatic effect.

“Yeah me too,” Mikasa says sarcastically and rolls her eyes.

“Speaking of guests, are the other girls here already?” Historia asks Sasha and looks around the beach expecting the others to magically appear before them.

“The other girls are here,” Sasha replies “Mina is hanging out with Marco, Hitch is dragging Marlowe around the island, Annie is on a date with Armin, and Hanami is probably trying not to kill Jean. She has been here longer and is working together with Jean on the wedding”

Hanami is a sweet but oblivious girl they had all met in high school. She is known for making rash decisions, and it worried them. Jean usually reprimands her for being rash, and Hanami would fight back verbally. She and Jean used to not get along before, but their friendship has improved over the years. Nowadays, the both of them just like messing with one another. 

“Let’s hope that your wedding does not end in disaster,” Mikasa says with a hint of worry in her voice.

Their friend, Hanami Richter, is Sasha’s maid of honor. She was born in Greece after her parents moved from Cambridge. She is both Japanese and German like Mikasa, but looks more European. Hanami has short dark brown hair, dark brown eyes,  and wears glasses. She looks like she could be Sasha’s long lost sister. (The girls switched places once, but Hange figured out ‘Sasha’ was not Sasha. Luckily Hange didn’t get mad, but she was impressed).  Hanami is currently attending the University of Vienna to study International Business Administration. 

“Oh!” Historia exclaimed in an attempt to change the subject “Show us your ring!”

Sasha laughed before stopping their walk to extend her left hand. She showed Historia the beautiful ring on her ring finger. The ring consisted of a 2-carat diamond glistened from the sunlight. The ring was not too over the top. It was a white gold ring with a diamond placed in the center surrounded by smaller diamonds to form a halo. 

Historia let out a whistle “Niccolo did really well! Let me take a picture and send this to Ymir. She was expecting a big diamond”

Niccolo is a young chef with wavy blonde hair and green eyes. Niccolo dreams of working as an executive chef after traveling the world. However, no one appreciated his cooking despite working in a famous restaurant. Sasha met him when she and her girl friends went on a summer trip to Italy. During the trip, the group decided to eat dinner at a well-known restaurant in Rome. Everyone, especially Sasha, was enjoying their meal until Sasha started eating her lobster. The girls will never forget how Sasha couldn’t stop complimenting the lobster that she wanted to meet the chef who made it. Niccolo was shocked when his co-worker mentioned what was going on outside the kitchen. Someone was actually appreciating his cooking and he moved them to tears! Niccolo had no choice but to agree. He wanted to meet this person. Surprisingly to the girls, the restaurant let her meet the chef, but only after closing time. Sasha was in tears as she hugged Niccolo, and Niccolo was shocked to see how his food affected her. (Niccolo never told Sasha, but it was love at first sight for him). They met again months later when Jean invited Niccolo over to Kalokairi to surprise Sasha. Sasha and Niccolo eventually started dating, and Niccolo proposed to her after 2 years of dating.

As Historia took some pics on her phone, Mikasa remembered what Sasha mentioned in their group chat before they arrived.

“Sasha, what’s the big news you mentioned a few days ago?”

“Right!” Sasha exclaimed and covered her mouth with her unoccupied hand “I want you guys to guess before the big reveal.”

Historia was pocketing her phone and let Sasha drop her hand back to the side. Historia let out a gasp. She put one hand on Sasha’s shoulder and the other on her stomach. 

“You're pregnant?!?!?!” Historia yelled

“No no no! You're wrong Historia.” Sasha laughed and held up both of her hands in front of her body

(Historia was relieved. Mikasa considered Niccolo lucky because won’t be sporting a black eye on his wedding day. She didn’t say that out loud)

“So what is it then Sasha?” Mikasa after the girls started walking again.

“Weeeellllllll. I invited my dad to my wedding!” Sasha screams with glee

“What?!” “You finally found him” Mikasa and Historia shouted at the same time and looked at Sasha

“Not exactly,” Sasha replied before sitting down on a rock down the beach with the girls. Their spot at least gave them some privacy to talk.

Suddenly, Sasha’s happy expression turned serious. “You also cannot tell anyone what I'm about to say. You have to promise me that and do the salute to it too?” 

“Yes ma'am. We promise” Mikasa and Historia said before facing Sasha and doing their salute. They put both of their hands in a fist. They placed their right fist over their heart and their left fist behind their backs. It was the secret salute their friend group came up with in high school. Mikasa and Historia sat down on some rocks across from Sasha after they did the salute.

“You know what my mom says when I ask about my father. It was a summer romance, and he was gone before she realized she was pregnant with me. I would accept it and never ask more questions.”

Historia put a hand on Sasha’s shoulder and gave her an empathetic smile. She understood where Sasha is coming from. Historia didn’t know much about her family as a child since she grew up with only her mom. She met them after her first year in high school, but it was not a pleasant experience, and she would rather choose to forget it (except for Freida). 

Mikasa also gave Sasha a smile before motioning with her hand to continue.

Sasha smiled at both of her friends. “Well guess what Hanami and I found while looking through the attic for wedding decorations,” Sasha says before pulling out a leather journal. It was a brown journal that looked worn and had a leather strap to seal the book closed. 

“Is that-?” Mikasa asked

“No way-” Historia began

“Yes!” Sasha squealed “It is my mom’s old diary she kept while she was pregnant with me.”

Sasha set the diary on her lap and opened it to one of the bookmarked pages. She began to read a journal entry. 

July 17

What a night! Levi took me to a secluded beach here on the island. We danced on the beach. We kissed on the beach and-

“Dot dot dot,” Sasha said

“Dot dot dot?” Mikasa asked with a perplexed look on her face.

“What does that mean?” Historia asked Sasha confused

“Who knows?” Sasha replied with a shrug “It’s from the olden times. They had weird terminology back then. Now let me continue.”

Sasha stood up abruptly and walked off from Mikasa and Historia. The girls quickly grabbed their things as they stood up and followed Sasha.

Levi is such an amazing guy! Yeah, he may be short, is always scowling, has a funny way to drink tea, and tells poop jokes, but he is such a sweetheart. He never shows it to others, but only me. Me! I get dizzy looking at his charm and going on new adventures with him. Is he some sort of a love machine? He's practically everything I want in a guy! I really think he's the one.

“Your mom sounds like she’s really in love with this Levi guy.” Mikasa comments (she also starts questioning Hange’s tastes in men. A guy who scowls and tells poop jokes? That baffled Mikasa.)

“I think it’s cute,” Historia says with hearts in her eyes and turns to Sasha “Is Levi your father?” 

“Oh but wait” Sasha stops walking on a cliff that overlooks the sea. She gestures to Mikasa and Historia to sit down before continuing.

All this time Levi tells me he loves me, but I’m doubting that now. He’s been hiding things from me, and I found out about it this morning. He suddenly announced that he was engaged, and had to leave to get married. 

How dare he?! I was too blinded by anger to think rationally. I packed Levi’s stuff, dragged Levi out of my house, and threw his stuff (and Levi) to the nearest ferry while demanding him to leave. I didn’t want to see him again, and I didn’t want him to see how heartbroken I was. 

“Oh no. Poor Hange” Historia says sadly. Mikasa didn’t say anything, but she scowled instead. 

“The plot thickens,” Sasha says and continues reading

I texted Nanaba and Rico to do some snooping for me since the internet can be weak here on the island. I gave them the information I knew about Levi and let them do the rest. Rico managed to find some things about Levi.

How dare he? He lied to me this whole time about his last name, how he is the heir of Ackerman Bank, and possibly his love for me? No wonder he was acting mysterious when we first met. I just want to-

Sasha stops abruptly. She looked at the page again to be sure she was reading it right. The page had her mother’s writing, but there were some scribbles and small crinkles. Sasha knew right away that her mother must have cried while writing the entry.

“There are multiple tear marks and some scribbles here” Sasha comments with a solemn expression on her face.

Historia and Mikasa looked at Sasha with sorrow. It seemed as if her mom went through a lot before she was born.

There was a moment of silence until Historia spoke up in an attempt to lighten up the mood. 

“At least your mom didn’t damage the diary, or we wouldn’t have any clue who your father is. Remember that time Eren and Connie accidentally knocked over that old vase at the hotel?”

All 3 girls shivered at the memory

“Well, at least the journal didn’t meet your mom’s wrath. We got lucky there.” Mikasa says with a small smile on her face

“Yeah” Sasha laughed. It’s rare for her mom to get angry. She has only seen her mother really angry once, and it was after the incident. Luckily, her mom never got mad at her. She showered her with love and affection instead. 

Sasha turned the page to another bookmarked section and looked to her friends sitting nearby. Historia looked as if she was in deep thought. Her arm was propped up on her knee and she rested her head on her fist. 

“Something on your mind Historia?” Sasha asked

Historia perked up at Sasha’s question. She then glanced at Mikasa and then the journal. Historia looked at Sasha.

“You said Levi’s last name is Ackerman, right? What if Mikasa is related to him?”

Historia gasped and turned to Mikasa with a gleeful look on her face “You and Sasha could be related! Wouldn’t that be fun?”

“I would rather not be related to Mr. Poop Jokes. He hurt Hange and he sounds like an asshole.” Mikasa scoffed and dismissed the idea. It would be nice to be related to Sasha, but not through Levi. 

Meanwhile, Sasha laughed when Historia’s smile turned into a pout. She and Mikasa are really close friends. It would be nice to at least have one of her friends be blood-related to her.

“Wait until you hear this,” Sasha says before standing up and walking away from their spot on the beach. She started heading towards the stairs along a cliff while reading at the same time. Mikasa and Historia stood up and followed her. They don’t want to miss the rest of the story if they let Sasha walk away.

Both of them sweatdropped as they ran towards Sasha

“I don’t understand why she needs to walk off from us. I get that she needs to guide us to the hotel, but couldn’t we have heard the story all in one sitting?” Historia says to Mikasa

Mikasa shrugs before jogging (and dragging Historia behind her) to catch up to Sasha. Luckily Mikasa is still athletic from high school, so it didn't take her long to catch up. 

August 4

I met Erwin Smith - a tall man with blond hair, blue eyes, and the biggest eyebrows I’ve ever seen. He looks like the star of the latest superhero movie - out of the blue when I was walking around town. He looked lost, so I offered to show him around the island. He’s such a sweet and understanding guy. Although I’m still obsessed with Levi, one thing led to another and-

“Dot. Dot. Dot” Sasha says laughing

Mikasa and Historia gasped as the girls made it towards the entrance of Hange’s hotel (aka Sasha’s home)

August 11

Mike Zacharias - a tall man with blonde hair, light green eyes, and has a tendency to sniff people - took me to his yacht for our nightly yacht ride. We spent the night gazing at the stars and telling stories. 

The girls climbed up the steps towards the hotel. Once they made it to the top, Sasha stopped and turned around to face Mikasa and Historia before finishing up her story. 

Mike is so wild and such a funny guy. One thing led to another and-

“Dot! Dot! Dot!” Sasha and Historia squealed at the same time. Mikasa watched her friends excitement with a smile on her face

A door opens behind the girls. Hange Zoe comes in with her full glory wearing her signature white shirt with overalls while carrying a broom. She sets it off towards a nearby wall.

“Here come the bridesmaids” Hange sang with her arms open for a hug

“Hange!” Mikasa and Historia say with excitement and run to get a hug and a kiss on the cheek from Hange. Sasha quickly hides the diary behind her back. She is thankful that her mom was focused on her friends instead of her.

“Look at you! You’re both so beautiful and you need to start growing” Hange ruffled their hair and laughed

“You look like you’re having fun” Hange smiled and gave them the proud look only a mother would give towards her children

“I used to have fun” she added with some reminiscence in her voice. She thought of the 3 men who impacted her life as she turned around to pick up her broom. 

“Oh, we know.” Historia giggles before Mikasa discreetly elbowed her to tell her to shut up.

Hange looked at the girls suspiciously and Sasha smiled before motioning to her friends that they needed to go. Hange shrugged before going back to the door she came from, leaving Sasha and the others alone.

The girls let out a sigh of relief before heading to Sasha’s room. Hopefully, no one else runs into them or it would raise suspicion.

Sasha walked towards her bed and sat down once they made it to her room. Mikasa and Historia set their stuff off to the side and stood in front of Sasha.

“So, who is your dad? Levi, Erwin, or Mike?” Mikasa asked

“I don’t know!” Sasha exclaims 

“But which one did you invite?” Historia asked

Sasha didn’t answer and stayed silent. Historia and Mikasa picked up on her silence and immediately knew

“Oh. My. God.” they said while simultaneously stepping back and sitting down on a nearby chest

Sasha squealed as she stood up. A big smile grew on her face 

“Do they know?” Historia asked

“Well, would you write to a total stranger ‘Will you come to my wedding? You might be my father?’ No! They think mom sent the invites and no surprise with what’s in here-” 

Sasha picks up the diary from her bed

“They said yes!” Sasha squealed causing Historia and Mikasa to jump up with glee

The girls proceed to have an impromptu dance party in Sasha’s room to celebrate. They danced around for a bit but stopped after Sasha decided to head out to her balcony with her mom’s diary. Mikasa and Historia stayed behind and sat down on Sasha’s bed. They wanted to give her space to think about everything so far.

“I’ve heard so much about them, and I want to know more about them too,” Sasha says softly to herself. She glances down at the diary and smiles “Once I do, I can know how much they mean to me.”

Skiathos, Greece

1 day before the wedding

Two taxis were heading to the Skiathos port. Both taxis were trying to reach the ferry before it left for Kalokairi. 

Erwin sat calm and composed with his business suit, but he was nervous on the inside. How would Hange react to his sudden appearance? What would she say? Is she still with the other man? He can feel the timer to the meeting counting down in his head. “If only the taxi went a bit faster,” Erwin thought to himself. 

Meanwhile, in another taxi, sat Levi. He was starting to get impatient. Levi cursed his luck before putting his pocket watch back in his shirt pocket. He would have been on Kalokairi a lot earlier if the 1 stop of the flight didn’t take too long. Levi leaned forward to tell the driver to speed up, but it seemed as if the ride to the port was too slow (in Levi’s opinion). 

As Levi sat back, he dug into the pocket of his slacks for a small blue pouch. He untied the knot and dumped whatever was inside the pouch onto his palm. A simple yellow gold ring with a diamond fell out. Levi bought that ring weeks after coming back from Kalokairi and settling his family drama. It was kind of a dumb purchase if Levi thought really hard into it. He broke Hange’s heart and she kicked him out. It’s simple, really. Hange would not say yes if he had returned to Kalokairi and proposed to her. 

Nevertheless, Levi thought yellow gold would look good on Hange’s skin because it reminded him of the yellow shirt she wore when they met. He only kept it because of the memories they had, and Levi will always treasure it. Levi puts the ring back in the pouch and pockets it. He doesn’t see himself opening it again if Hange decides to kick him out for a second time. 

Both taxis make it to the port, and both Levi and Erwin run towards the ferry only to see it leaving.

“Damn it!” Levi yells

“I agree,” Erwin calmly says next to him

Levi looks up to find a tall man with blond hair and the biggest eyebrows he had ever seen, He didn’t notice Erwin’s presence until he spoke. Levi looked at him. He internally prayed to himself that he would make it to the wedding on time and see Hange. 

“When is the next ferry leaving?” Levi asks Erwin. Levi didn’t know much Greek since Hange was the one who helped him before. He hoped the blonde stranger at least knew something

Erwin walks towards the nearest sign and reads it using basic Greek he learned years prior 

“Monday,” Erwin says dejectedly and Levi groans in frustration

“Hey!” they hear from the sea and turn their heads

They both see a tall, blond-haired man with a mustache and a beard waving to them from a yacht. There was another man with him who looked like he was doing last-minute preparations before sailing. 

“Are you heading to Kalokairi?” the man asks Levi and Erwin

“How did you know?” Levi yells. The man is a good distance away from him after all.

The man laughs “I could practically smell the desperation off of you”  Erwin’s face turns red from embarrassment. Levi scowled

“You can come with me. The name’s Mike Zacharias by the way. That man over there” He points to a guy with brown hair styled in a pompadour “That’s Gelgar. He’s been taking care of my yacht since I was away. He can help bring us to the island.”

“Sure,” Erwin spoke up. “My name is Erwin Smith. He then raised a hand and gestured to Levi 

“This is-”

“Levi Ackerman” Levi finishes for Erwin. Levi revealed his last name to them unlike when he first met Hange. Luckily both men didn’t make any connections between him and his family business.

Mike turned to Erwin “Well then, Erwin.” He turned to Levi “and Levi. You better hurry up and board the yacht soon. We are heading to Kalokairi once you are settled.” Mike said and walked off to check on everything with Gelgar

Levi sighed. He had no choice. He might as well go with Erwin and Mike since Mike is his only hope of reaching Kalokairi on time. 

Meanwhile, Erwin recognized Mike after many years. He had some physical differences but didn’t look much different overall. Erwin knew that Mike was the man Hange was with when he came back to see her. 

There is only one question that kept playing in Erwin’s head. Is Mike still with Hange?

©: This is where I insert all rights reserved stuff. This story belongs to me. Do not modify or republish

References used/Notes:

Obviously the salute used in the military

Sasha having the girls salute is a nod to OVA 2 where she makes Reiner do it

Some inspiration from both Mikasa and Historia’s backstories

Hanami is my OC from AOT 2 FB (I posted what she looks like on my Tumblr bluesylveon2)

I added more characters because I want Sasha to have more friends in her bridal party

Levi being the heir of Ackerman Bank is based on list I found of big businesses in Germany. Two were based in Frankfurt and were only banking, hence the name

But Levi owns a cafe in the Prologue? Will be explained later

Sasha and Niccolo’s first meeting is from the recent episode

I decided for Porco to be Portuguese because Porco means pig in Portugese

I’ve heard of La Tomatina and it looks like fun

I base the character nationalities on names/some reddit posts. I saw one where Pieck was Greek so I added that to her character

I picked Santorini because it’s a city I want to visit one day. Also Sootopolis (from Pokemon) is based off of there

Hange’s diary is the same journal as the one seen in AOT (Ilse’s notebook and AOT 2 FB)

The ‘Erwin from a superhero movie’ is because of Chris Evans

Hange is canonically the scariest when mad. I tried to portray this with Levi’s backstory and the vase incident 

I added the ring scene with Levi for future purpose

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when/how did you realize beatles music was amazing and something you couldn't live without?

I'm trying to not start off every answer with "OOF" but you people do keep sending me loaded questions lol. That's fine though, I enjoy it, keep it coming! My close attachment to the bug boys (both their music and them) is new. It more or less started at the beginnng of May of this year.

I've always known about them and known a good handful of songs. We sang Yellow Submarine and Hello Goodbye in school, I have memories of playing Beatles Rockband once at my cousin's house and also the Love album used to be relatively regular car music for my family. Also, I was in class with someone who was obsessed with their music and sometimes she'd be playing songs. My opinion on the music for most of my life has been kind of… middling. There were songs I really liked or loved (like Help! or Eleanor Rigby) songs I thought were fine but didn't take much note of (something like Being For The Benefit of Mr Kite) and ones I just really didn't get the hype for (A Hard Day's Night comes to mind [I love it now]). But I have a sort of kneejerk sceptic reaction to people hyping stuff up for no discernible reason sometimes, and so the more I'd hear older people with little knowledge of music theory and history call them the be-all end-all of music, the more I sort of developed a kind of aversion to them. I just hate being told to respect and/or like things without knowing why, y'know?

PSA to older Beatles fans: you will NOT convince younger people to listen to your music by telling them their music taste sucks actually.

On the other hand, I had also sort of gotten the idea I should maybe go through their entire discography and get behind the myth of it all. I sort of attempted this a few times over the years, like I started listening to Sgt. Pepper once and then for some reason had to stop halfway, and I listened to the This Is The Beatles playlist on spotify a few nights in a row in 2019 lol.

What actually made me commit to doing it was 1) I had seen a LOT of backlash against Taylor for breaking the Beatles' records for 3 number one albums within the least amount of time in the UK last April, and like the sheer stupidity of some of the arguments being made why "Actually She Didn't Break This Record" really set me off (for example talking about it being "more effort" to buy an album back in the day… But the Beatles weren't competing for number one against anyone who had it "easier" to sell their albums and Taylor wasn't competing against anyone who had it "harder" than her. Or talking about absolute pure sales numbers when that's not what going number one means?) and 2) in a Discord I was in, someone shared a link to an 8-Bit version of Sgt. Pepper at the beginning of May, which I decided to listen to cause it seemed like good study music and I rather enjoyed! I found it really let their talent for creating good melodies shine through.

WHY DO I KEEP COMPLETELY EXPOSING MYSELF IN MINIATURE ESSAYS WHEN ASKED STRAIGHTFORWARD QUESTIONS

Anyways, so all of that made me go okay! I'm gonna go through this motherfucking huge discography then I will know this music better than a LOT of the people who hype it up and then I will be able to be objective about all of this.

So I listened to Sgt. Pepper and Please Please Me and then the White Album. The first was enjoyable but I didn't really ~get the immense hype, Please Please Me bored me at first (I think their early style is something you kind of need to get into and need to hear a few times to fully appreciate. But also Love Me Do sucks and why a record label thought it would be a good debut single is absolutely BEYOND ME) and the last one REALLY caught me off guard. There was stuff in there I loved (Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da is actually possibly my very first favourite song that wasn't a kids' song. I used to have to go to these psychomotor education classes and that song played there often and I adored it. Also Piggies slaps, send tweet) but also like a lot of stuff I found pretty weird and off-putting. And I still haven't warmed up to Yer Blues and Why Don't We Do It In The Road. That album did, however, get me very interested in the band. I think the weirdness of the album really just invited me to look into their history. I wanted to understand why they had broken up. That sent me down the rabbithole of the India trip history and I just kept reading more and more wikipedia articles related to all of it.

It was around this point I sort of came to realize that I'd had a lot of wrong preconceived notions about them, especially John. I was never someone like roaming around twitter, yelling for him to be cancelled, but he had simply never seemed sympathetic to me. For instance, IDK if I misunderstood what someone told me or if that person had misunderstood, but the story of John learning chords with Paul left-handed to follow him better (and maybe also Stuart not letting Paul change around the strings on his bass) had somehow been morphed into John finding Paul's left-handed playing off-putting and forcing Paul to play right-handed?? And I was like "Wow, what an asshole!" Also all the 1970 narrative that the two didn't like each other, plus I projected boomers' and gen-xers' Beatle snobism onto them and just got the impression they were pretentious narcissists. (I mean they were kind of that, but not to the extent or in the same way I imagined)

So I think learning these things opened me up to them more. Like I realized Hey! They were my age! And then at some point I found out about the Christmas albums and thought that was so fascinating, that that existed, (a huge part of my initial interest was my fascination with the marketing around them, which is why I watched AHDN and Help! super early on) so I listened to those and was like "Fuck! These guys are endearing!" and then I remember lurking on bug-tumblr and seeing that "Well that was very observant of them, because we aren't American actually" quote and I wanted to find the video of it and ended up finding this legendary video. And starting to actually like these guys and realizing they took all of this ten times less seriously than their Boomer fans do made me more excited to keep listening to the discography and look up more of the stories behind the songs and just kind of… Come to understand them better. I also found that once I accepted that some Boomers are just gonna hype up their fave music too much I'd enjoy it more. Like I'd listen to I Want To Hold Your Hand and get a bit defensive like "why do you love this so much??? the lyrics are so dumb??" but when I just kind of accepted that fact I realized no! It's an amazingly structured bop, which yes, has weak lyrics but it's fine!!! It's the Call Me Maybe of its day and that's NOT a bad thing!!

And in the end they have an amazingly versatile catalogue that covers most things you might be in the mood for. It is kind of hard (for me) not to like it.

There are still sort of two bands in my head: the archetype, the myth, the pretentious group of people who hate each other that I just sort of instinctively want to dislike and the band who sang all those songs I had NO IDEA existed and came into my life without any baggage or expectations from my part. I've pretty much never listened to say Hey Jude in the past months, even though I don't find it bad the outro is too fucking long because it's kind of got too much of that baggage to me still.

This was SUCH a ramble but I hope this makes sense to people to some extent. Anyways I'm a new fan, drag me, but maybe drag me more for how much I seem to know after three months. Seriously, this is a curse.

[ob-la-di-ob-la-di]

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[keithsguitar]

and to finish catching up, thanks to @60sgroove (again) for tagging me in this super fun ask with super fun questions I realized I really wanted to answer but no one had wouldve ever asked me!!!

what is the first song you remember hearing?

honestly….. cant say for sure. I wanna say it’s “mi super papá” or “my super dad” and my sisters, mom, and I were practicing in the car to preform to my dad on father’s day :’’)

what is the first band you got in to?

the beatles!!!! I got into them bc i heard “ob-la-di ob-la-da” on a playlist once and I just was so obsessed with it. they’re super great and their songs feel like nostalgia in the best way. good mood kinda music.

do you collect any physical music?

not seriously… I got a record player as a gift a few years ago so I’ll buy some stuff here and there for fun but streaming is just very easy and convenient

what is your favorite piece of music memorabilia?

Idk if it counts as memorabilia per se…. But my guitar is a replica of keiths hummingbird from the late 60s/early 70s. i just…. knowing it’s the same kinda horn as the guy who made me pick up the damn thing just makes playing so special 🥺

what’s your favorite concern you’ve been to?

def a tie between ed sheeran and phil collins. I know it sounds stupid but realizing some performers play?? instruments?? live??? crazy concept…. but ask me again in three months bc IM SEEING THE STONES BABYYY!!!!

if you could see one artist who is no longer alive in concert, who would it be?

george harrison.

have you met any musicians?

I don’t think anyone famous but I loveeee sitting/standing at bars or streets or makeshift gigs or clubs, etc and talking to the musicians in bathrooms or in passing..???

what is your go to album when you’re feeling sad?

I don’t really think I listen to any particular music for when I’m sad……

what is your go to album when you’re feeling happy?

something with really outstanding solos—like anything outrageous

what is one music documentary you love?

Ive seen quite a few but idk if I’ve realllly liked one

one concert dvd you love?

💘💖💕SOME GIRLS LIVE IN TEXAS 💕💖💖

do you prefer listening to albums or playlists?

I feel like some—particularly older—albums were very cohesive and thematic and were supposed to be listened to at once or even in order… so like I will listen to those in order but if it’s just a heap of random stuff then just a playlist is fine

do you prefer listening to albums in order or in shuffle?

first few times always always always in order. then whatever. but when I kinda get bored bc I know all off hem but still want to listen then I’ll shuffle.

what is your favorite deep cut but your favorite artist?

PLUNDERED MY SOUL!!! ITS AN EXILE ON MAIN ST BONUS TRACK!! LISTEN!!! MEMORY MOTEL!!!! ON BLACK AND BLUE!!! LISTEN!!

what is your favorite cd/cassstte/vinyl you own in terms of packaging?

I barely can find myself to care about albums covers/art, let alone packaging. let the music speak for itself <33

I’m gonna tag @keith-richard @keithsgotmerocking @agentidiot and @theballadofmickandkeith if y’all wanna give this a go!!!

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Hello there! For the Tarot questions...

the hierophant: do you believe in ghosts?

wheel of fortune: first three songs that come on shuffle?

the hanged man: favorite movie soundtrack?

death: what are three things you want to do before you die?

the tower: favorite colors to wear?

judgement: do you enjoy school?

The hierophant: do you believe in ghosts?

I’ve personally never seen one but I’ve heard pretty spooky ghost stories that sound surreal so... uh, maybe? Like I’m not saying I don’t, I just haven’t lived through something like that to say for a fact that yes they do, but it’s a possibility.

Wheel of fortune: first three songs that come on shuffle?

Let’s see... 1) Ten Dual Commandments from the original Hamilton soundtrack (yes I’m Hamiltrash) 2) Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da by The Beatles and 3) Looking Up by Elton John.

The hanged man: favorite movie soundtrack

Any soundtrack from either The Hobbit or LOTR trilogies, I love Howard Shore. But if I had to choose it would probably be the soundtrack from ROTK.

Death: what are three things you want to do before you die?

Medically transition (I’m transmasc, so for me that’s starting testosterone and having top surgery), publish the book I’m writing and hopefully write a successful series, and just live a fulfilling and happy life as a whole can you tell I’m depressed? :))))

The tower: favorite colors to wear?

Mostly dark colors like black but also some blue, red, orange, maybeeee green?

Judgment: do you enjoy school?

Yes and no. Yes, I love learning stuff and getting more education cause I’m a nerd, but I don’t love all the stress that comes with college plus how grades and stressing over getting perfect A+ in every single class feeds my OCD and mentally illness.

Thank you for asking!

[petruchio]

will solace and mrs o’leary :)

will solace: what song makes you feel happy?

ob la di ob la da!!!!!! it’s the first song in my playlist “songs you can’t be sad while listening to” it’s just a BANGER and it’s so fun and happy and paul mccartney is my bb LIFE GOES ON BRAHHH

mrs. o’leary: what was the most recent weird thing that’s happened to you?

tbh the thing is nothing at ALL has rly happened to me recently like the weirdest stuff has been those tarot card readings on my tik tok page and they’ll say something sort of accurate and ill be like OMG ME

no but tbh i can’t think of much other than that ive been having like SUPER vivid dreams and i feel like they’re trying to tell me something but idk what

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Get to Know my Muse in 8 Songs or Less!

Music is a great way to get a sense of a character’s personality, history, or general vibes. You might only have a handful of songs you associate your muse, or you could have a massive playlist that’s impossible to list. Songs make it for all kinds of reasons: the lyrics, the genre, or maybe you just found the song at random and it stuck. The purpose of this meme is to introduce your muse in the span of one album or less, share some of your musical inspiration, or even stuff you’re into right now while you write! You can explain as much or as little as you like (multimuses are welcome to do one track per character too!).

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da by The Beatles. This is just some shit Jake would say and thus vibe to. Besides, I couldn’t not open with a Beatles song. I have an image to keep up. Not to mention, Jake likes classic rock. That’s 40% because I think it would make sense and 60% because I like classic rock. The P in Pi stands for projection.

When I Grow Up by The Pussycat Dolls. Yeah yeah, I know what you’re all thinking. I am once again talking about the parallels between this song and Jake. And boy howdy, are there parallels! Wanting to be famous but then getting all the attention you want and regretting it? Jake of English baby. 

Rasputin by Boney M. Pipe down, I know I talk about this one a lot too. I even wrote a parody of it about Jake while my friends held me at gunpoint! When I first started reading the comic, I thought the parallels were kind of a bit on the nose. Granted, no one tries to poison him, which is a point against me. Nonetheless, I see a striking resemblance. 

When I’m Sixty-Four by The Beatles. Yeah. I’m putting another Beatles song. What of it. And, as I type this, I am blasting the first song. Anyway this is old-timey and domestic and sounds like a grandpa song. That’s it.

Winner Takes It All by ABBA. Oh shit. Oh fuck. A sad song. God damn it. This reminds me of the Dirk-Jake-Jane love triangle. Probably because it’s a song about a love triangle. Whatever. Either way, it’s my “Sadstuck” song for Jake.

You Give Love A Bad Name by Bon Jovi. This is a bit harsh, given how Jake didn’t really mean to fuck up that badly, but being shot through the heart was a metaphor I couldn’t just ignore.

Hollywood by Marina and the Diamonds. Living in a movie and being obsessed with Hollywood. Need I say more?

Lollipop by Mika. Trickster Jake song. Love is hard and it sucks. It even has a lollipop reference! 

BONUS TRACK: Post a joke song, a song fitting a relationship, or anything else you couldn’t make room for!  

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious from Mary Poppins (1964). Self-explanatory. Story time: A few weeks back, I was very, very sick and couldn’t sleep. I was up at 5am-ish and had a ton of cold and flu medicine in me. All I remember was playing this song on loop and imagining Jake and Jane singing it together. Do with that what you will.

Tagged by: @rollerthief thank you this was very fun!  Tagging: @thegravecartel @failed-prince and anyone else who wants to yoink it from me!