#shingkei no kyojin

[cosmicjoke]

I just had this amazing watercolor piece commissioned by an incredible artist named Hector Trunnec out of Spain. This is by far the coolest thing I own, and such a beautiful interpretation of Levi. It's better than all of my statues, lol. If I could only keep one piece, it would be this, for sure. I'll have it framed up pretty soon and will post more pictures once I do.

[lavender-phoenix-flames]

Vr Levi owns my life if y'all didn't know already

-> best thing that happened in 2024 really

[sumiensp]

Party!✨ (1/3)

[jugger-heads]

team

[daniii-draws]

they did nothing wrong ur honor

the barbie meme but with eremin hehe

[theintrovertedextrovert]

“Two fingers are all I need…I am ready”

[darkskywishes]

I love how often Levi thinks on this moment, where he overheard Armin’s, and by extension, Eren’s and Mikasa’s dreams. The original moment is really bittersweet when you consider that Levi likely thought the three of them would end up dying like almost everyone else in his life—with him outliving them and having to carry on their dreams in their stead.

I think it makes the moment he chose Armin to receive the serum all the more special because he was able to facilitate having the three of them reach their dream, the sea, and experience it themselves. For once, it wasn’t a dream he had to carry the burden of fulfilling. Of course, Levi played a huge role in getting them to that point, but I’m sure he’s grateful, beyond anything, that they lived to personally experience that moment.

[erensflies]

AOT VOICE DRAMA - EREN'S REGRET

[liveforlevi]

The Stranger and the Tea Bag

Levi didn’t need an alarm clock—he never did. It would ring faithfully at 6 a.m., but he was always up five minutes earlier, as if by instinct. His mornings were a symphony of structure: wake up, shower, and slip into one of his perfectly tailored suits, each designated for a specific day of the week. What teenage Levi would’ve mocked as rigid and dull, adult Levi had come to treasure as comforting routine.

There was a time when breakfast was simple and solitary—a cup of tea and a roll at his kitchen table. But since moving to the suburbs, thanks to Hange’s relentless persuasion, Levi had traded his home-brewed mornings for the corner café near his office. It was a detour he didn’t mind, a small compromise for peace. After all, the alternative was sharing the breakroom with coworkers, suffering through forced pleasantries.

Every morning, like clockwork, Levi would stroll into the café, order a tea and a muffin, and settle at his usual table. Today was no different. His tablet propped up before him, he flipped through financial reports, utterly unaware of the quiet spectacle he’d become.

From a corner of the café, y/n watched him. She always did. Her friend Sasha had once mentioned that Levi worked nearby, but y/n didn’t need confirmation—his immaculate suits and air of quiet authority made it obvious he wasn’t just anyone. She didn’t know his name, didn’t know anything about him, really. But there was something about the way he carried himself, so composed and unattainable, that left her captivated.

Her tea sat forgotten as her eyes darted back to him, only for her phone to buzz with an incoming message. She ignored it, too distracted to care. Across the room, Sasha—her ever-bold friend—was scheming.

Sasha, a barista with a mischievous streak, had taken matters into her own hands. Scrawling a quick note on the tea bag tag, she had slyly placed it with Levi’s order. She wasn’t one to watch her friend pine in silence.

Levi, engrossed in correcting an intern’s blunder, didn’t notice the note at first. He reached for his tea, gripping the mug with that peculiar elegance Lara had noticed. Then, something caught his attention.

A furrow appeared on his brow as he plucked the paper tag between his fingers, gray eyes narrowing as he read:

"My friend likes you! Her number is..."

The handwriting was hurried, almost frantic, as if the writer had been caught in the act. Levi’s gaze swept across the room, sharp and discerning. Who had written it? And more importantly, who was the friend too timid to approach him directly?

For a moment, the café seemed to hold its breath. y/n froze, her cheeks flushing as Levi’s eyes briefly scanned in her direction. She lowered her head, pretending to sip her tea, heart racing.

Levi, however, remained composed. He set the note down, his expression unreadable. Perhaps this was just another odd detour in his structured life—or maybe, just maybe, it was the start of something new.

Sooo, this is the message I wrote for a Levi bot i'm working on atm! 😊 It popped into my mind one morning while I was drinking tea and looking at the tag of the tea bag, imagining what Levi would do in a situation like this hehe

[shewolfofficial]

She's probably the reason he continued to drink tea ☹️ because it reminded him of her being with him

[cosmicjoke]

You know what's really screwed up about Eren's confession to Armin in the end? He admits to Armin that he knew only 20% of the human population would be saved, that 80% would perish, and even knowing that, he still went ahead and enacted the Rumbling. He knew the conflict wouldn't be solved, or ended, by enacting the Rumbling, because he knew the future, and knew that he wouldn't succeed in wiping out the entirety of humanity beyond the walls. He knew by enacting the Rumbling, he would only worsen the conflict and ensure its continued existence. He knew, in the end, that he was in fact dooming Paradis, not saving it. And he did it anyway. He did what he wanted anyway. That's why Armin gets so upset and angry at him, why he asks him so emphatically "why?", because he realizes what Eren is saying, what he's confessing to being. If anyone ever had any doubt, or actually thought Eren did it to save Paradis or the Eldian's or his friends, his confession to Armin at the end unequivocally proves otherwise. Eren did it because he wanted to. Because he wanted to see the sight of an empty, desolate world. That's what ultimately broke Eren, having to be faced with the truth of his own monstrosity. He couldn't hide from it, even as he initially lies to Armin and tries to tell him he did it to save his friends. Eren was a monster. Tragic for how he genuinely cared about his friends, genuinely loved them, but he couldn't put them over his own, selfish desires, and couldn't overcome his own, horrendous nature. Eren is a cautionary tale too, for what happens when we persecute others, and blame others and collectively punish others for things they didn't do. Eventually, it leads to someone gaining power who shouldn't have it. An idiot like Eren, a child like Eren. He never matured as a human being. He never grew. He retained the selfishness of a child to the very end. And we see then what a person like Eren does with that power. Truly terrifying.

[lavender-phoenix-flames]

Man has the most perfect and prettiest side profile known to humanity

[sumiensp]

🫶🏻

[foruko]

Idol AU

[Breaking news!!] [Mikasa kissing a mysterious Male actor!!]

[Breaking news!!] [ !!REVEAL!! WHO IS THE MYSTERIOUS MALE ACTOR WITH MIKASA!?] [The actor Eren Jaeger And Idol Mikasa Ackerman START DATING!?]

inspiring from @dead-dolphins

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~ Please, do not edit or repost my art ~

[daniii-draws]

just the two of us 🤍

[theintrovertedextrovert]

Here’s another animation I made featuring Levi ✨ in the kitchen

I was listening to:

(I wish I could add the music to the video)

My og drawing was just the kitchen, and then I was like-

why not add our favourite captain ?✨

(My hc:He had prepared a special lunch for his kids aka the survey corps)