#rivaille x historia

[spicypeace]

Hellooooo ♥

New Rivahisu pictures :3

[the-cartoon-princess]

[thekingwhereitallends]

Levi:'Turns back and looks at eren's titan'

Mikasa:'Looks at the sky'

Levi:So this shit is over...

Mikasa:Yeah...

Levi:We survived at the end.

Mikasa:Thanks to all.

Levi:and Eren,no?!

Mikasa:'Remembers her memories with eren'

Mikasa:'Bursts into tears'

Levi:'hesitates to touch mikasa'

Levi:'but hugs her'

Levi:Don't cry,brat.

Levi:Stop acting like a crybaby...

Mikasa:Yes,heichou...

Falco:'Smiles from within his titan'

[rivaille-13]

We're down to these last remaining ships in the AOT fandom:

Eren and Historia (EreHisu)

Armin and Annie (AruAni)

Levi and Mikasa (RivaMika)

Zeke and Pieck

Falco and Gabi

Levi and Eren (EreRi)

Eren and Mikasa (EreMika)

Jean and Mikasa (JeanKasa)

Reiner and Pieck

Jean and Conny

Armin and Jean

Reiner and Historia

Reiner and Gun (DaBest)

Okay, so who's the next to get eliminated LMAO

[animedorks-blog]

Levi: *exists*

You: fuck I'm wet

[garnetwrites]

The Contract - Assassin AU drabble

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                                                                           LEVI:

The moon's light kisses her porcelain skin; its rays peeking through the single window in the dark kitchen. Her shocked sapphire orbs stare at me with her rose colored lips part in awe. Perhaps she didn't scream because the cold steel of my blade was already resting at her throat the moment I l ambushed her out of the shadows.

My fingers curl around her soft golden locks as I carefully pin down her wrist to the floor. The black scarf concealing the lower parts of my face would only allow her to witness my rather unforgiving stare. I could have her drowning in her blood, gasping for air at the quick swipe of my sword. But instead, as I tower over her, I choose to stare - searching her features for that damn mask to fall.

I spend days scoping out my prey after I'm given the contract and although I was never one to care enough to personally come to know my victims, a part of me always wanted some kind of justification; as I'd like to think I'm not completely barbaric

However, watching this girl only further separated me from my means of approval.

Historia Reiss - for some reason someone wanted her dead. But, while trying to put up a pattern in her daily activities to ensure a clean, stress free kill – I noticed she was not like my usual targets. She did not toy with someone else's money, dance in the arms of married men to infect them with a deadly disease, nor did she seem to live her life anywhere near dishonest.

She took care of a bunch of snot nosed brats here in the Orphanage; her sweet voice was almost angelic and the children seemed attached to the hip. The people in town would call her name when she walked by, offering her goodies to give to the children.

                        She was like the sun – warm and loved by all.

But if that was who she was at the core- why would someone like the King want her dead?

I was clearly missing something here and now I was about to get my answer – then I can sleep better at night after leaving her to die.

Just like everyone who was at the end of my blade; when death is staring them in the face they show their true colors; the ugly, selfish and hateful painting of their souls.

I bend down closer to her face to get a better look.

So, who exactly are you then blondie?

"P-please." She whispers to me sweetly.

My eyes tense on her; my chest bubbling with anticipation for what she was about to do in this moment of complete vulnerability.

"…You can do whatever you wish with me but please, don't harm the children."

Now it was my eyes that stare in complete awe. My body tenses as I go to pull back slightly, my knees still resting beside her body, one that was not trembling in the slightest.

I didn't notice that before but she was not afraid of me – of death.

"Please, I beg you." Tears gather at her waterline while she desperately tries to choke back her cries.

Her pleading words struck something inside of me; tickling my concrete heart I forgot all about over the years.

"...Don't worry, the kids will be unharmed." My voice cracks with something human. I watch a smile stretch across her face as she gently closes her eyes, relief washing over her frantic features.

"…Thank you." She quivers. Guilt weighs down my eyes as I stare at this tiny woman ready to embrace death with no regret.

The blade in my hand begins to shake; my conviction was slipping away from me.

No one ever gives a shit about the kids. There are so many dying out in the streets every day and the world just walks past them.

Yet she lays very still, awaiting me to act; there is no struggle or offering of money to save her soul – nothing.

I become uncomfortable and for the first time in my line of work I feel like an executioner.

Regardless, I still try to find myself again – my hand tightly gripping the hilt of my blade. But, as I put more pressure on it, I realize I am slightly cutting into her skin. At the sight of her blood, I softly gasp before pushing myself away from her, shaken that I seem to have no control over myself.

I stumble backwards, standing up with my back against the wall. She kicks her feet and flees up against the fridge and pauses, breathing heavily before placing her crystal eyes on me once again.

She looks confused.

Softly, I am panting, sweat trickling down my temples as the stress of the situation was starting to overwhelm me.

I took the King's money – I have to kill her.

Again, I grip my weapon but my heart is still refusing.

I can't do it.

She is smart enough to keep silent as I wrestle with the reality of my warring emotions.

"…Tell me something right now." I sternly whisper before looking at her.

"Why would the King want you dead?"

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So this is just a drabble like stated above. I left the setting pretty open to your imaginations – either it could be set in the Attack on Titan world or a MODERN TIME AU or a medieval setting etc. If I were to ever continue this into an actual fanfic, I don't know if I can choose the setting. What did most of you imagine while reading this?

Thanks for reading!

- Garnie / Aki

[babybouille]

Levi is the little spoon

Fight me. I mean do you guys know why we loooove being the little spoon ? Because it remind us of our time as a baby in our mother's tummy. Being curled up with someone hugging you from behind is clearly the position of a baby. It makes us feel comfy and protected. Now we all know Levi didn't have the love he deserved as his mom passed out when he was a child. After that he litteraly didn't get any of the affection a child needs at that age. As a result, as an adult Levi is super unconfortable with his emotions and has no idea how to handle love whatever it's form. Considering that I don't think I'm exaggerating if I say that Levi is in deep need of affection, the very same one he never had as a child. And what does an adult seeking for his parent's affection do ? He compenses with his lover's one. Conclusion ? Levi is the little spoon. QED.

[catbrielle]

Erwin cejitas <3 

No sé colorear, quien sepa es libre de hacerlo.

[kaxrei]

Eren is a Heichou’s fangirl like me :’)

Today in my country was the hottest day of the year, the temperature was 40 °C. so I'm like levi in ​​my drawing xD

The backgrund is not mine, is of SNK. im so lazy for paint BG  :c

[moonlight-desu]

Eren Jeäger and Levi Ackerman // Shingeki no Kyojin

[paaublcad]

how to find out that your mum speaks japanese

Me: *sings shinzou o sasageyo*

Mum: who do you wanna devote your heart to?

Me: Captain goddamn Levi

[spicypeace]

Sweet ♥

[the-cartoon-princess]

[keith-al]

aesthetics. au where Historia is Queen and Levi is a regular guy, who had the chance to become a knight.

[ariesmoonwildin]

friendly reminder: eren is not a soulless object you can use for your fucking ships.

[animedorks-blog]

RANT S3 EP16 PERFECT GAME: SPOILERS BELOW!!!

and feels ;-;...

Y'ALL I CAN'T WITH THE NEW EPISODE 😭😭 I DON'T EVEN THINK I CAN WATCH ANYMORE ANY FURTHER CUZ—

Y'ALL THEY MADE HIM LOOK SO SCARED, MY HEART LITERALLY HURTS EVEURTIME I SEE THIS PHOTO OF HIM LOOKING SO SOFT, WORRIED, THEY LITERALLY CHANGED THE WHOLE ANIME STYLE IN S3

THE WAY HE SCREAMED LIKE THAT JUST SHOWED HOW FRUSTRATED HE WAS AND SO WORRIED THAT MORE WOULD DIE, HE WAS FREAKING SHOOKT WHEN HE SAW RED SPLATTERED ALL OVER THE WALLS, GROUNDS, ETC. DON'T TELL ME THIS MAN HAS NO FEELINGS!

THIS WAS THE MOST HEARTBREAKING (IN MY OPINION) HE STRIVED SO HARD JUST TO REACH HIS DREAM AND TO PROVE HIS FATHER'S RIGHTS, YOU CAN REALLY FEEL HOW MUCH HE LOVED HIM MORE THAN ANYTHING 😭😭 I CAM TELL INSIDE HE WAS CRUSHED THAT HE WON'T GET TO SEE WHAT WAS UNDER THE BASEMENT YET HE STILL MANAGED TO SMILE ONE LAST TIME TO THE MAN HE ONCE SEEN AS A THUG AND NOW A FAITHFUL FRIEND.

and a huge freak you to this bastard =_= manga readers know what dafuq he did.

My heart is still hurting i—