#snk season 2 spoilers

[hotstreak2k3]

2013 2023

[fruity-blogs]

Sometimes I wonder if Levi giving out candies to the kids ever remind him of how Hanji greeted him, Isabel and Furlan to the Survey Corps.

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I WILL NEVER RECOVER.

[mu-esli]

Arcane be like

[yutamayo]

[sonofthesaiyans]

So, I took the time to watch the Attack on Titan finale today.....

I don't know why, because everyone keeps saying that the anime ending was a huge step up from the manga's ending. Jeez, has it really been three years since that dropped the ball?

So I decided I needed to see for myself what it really changed, I had the time so I forced myself through it, to see what exactly the big deal all was; mostly what was different, and what it did that was so far removed from the comic.

Well I gotta admit, I was surprised by what I saw.

The animation was really impressive, much better than what I've seen of MAPPA's handiwork from the rest of this season. The whole thing just kept going bigger and bigger, and it just never seemed to slow down. It's definitely one of the most impressive battles of the series, especially when so much focus on fighting and ending the Titans seemed to be lost after so long. Plus I forgot how stunning MAPPA's backgrounds can be, almost like WIT's. I guess that's what you call "peak" in the anime circle now, huh?

Levi......What can I say, he's an absolute badass, and the battle was worth it just to see him plow through Eren's army of Titans in all of his glory. Nothing can slow this guy down, and he definitely earned his ending. Sure he lost everyone who was near and dear to him but at least he can finally get some measure of peace. A much better finish than what the manga gave us, in its own weird way.

Was surprisingly touching to see the fallen Scouts again btw. Should have had Marco somewhere for Jean's sake, but maybe they can finally move on to a better place, wherever that may be.

Well the Armin and Eren scene pulled no punches, did it? XD Bad puns aside, I was surprised at how emotionally charged that scene was, Eren seemed really sorry for everything. At least he finally owned up to it in the end. Such a shame he was left with so little choice in the end.

And really, I realized how hard I was on Mikasa. She knew the life she thought she and Eren could have was beyond all hope, and in the end she made the right choice, agonizing as it was. In the end Mikasa really was too good for Eren, theirs is a love that was tragically cut short by circumstance. He couldn't help it, she couldn't help it.......Eremika truly is an unsung Shakespearean tragedy.

Oh don't you worry Eren, I'm sure she was thinking of you well beyond ten years. Who could fault her? We all know you meant well....

So........now everyone's saying it took two thousand years if not more for this to happen, huh? Well I guess that sort of makes up for it.....At least nobody we knew and loved lived to see it, right? I guess we can stop blaming Eren for whatever brought this upon Paradis, right?

Well, whatever the case may be, after finally seeing it I can say the anime ending makes up for a lot of what the manga left hanging. Great animation, such raw emotions, the insane music.......It was a long slog, but I'm glad I was proven wrong about everything I have said since the manga ending came out. This really helped to tie everything together much better, made the loss of such a wondrous cast a little easier to swallow. In the end, they gave their hearts, and in the end, it's much better to feeling something than to feel nothing.

So kudos to Studio MAPPA, and kudos to Hajime Isayama, truly I underestimated you. I feel like seeing this animated opened my eyes to so much of what I thought was missing. Suddenly things are so much clearer. Now.......Now I understand.......Eren only did what had to be done. Well played Mr. Isayama, well played.

And with that, I just want to leave with a quick shoutout to the true GOAT of Attack on Titan..........

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AS IF, YOU BITCH.

And that's the LEAST of what you deserve, you cunt rag.

That title belongs to THIS girl, right here.

As if there were any force between heaven and earth in this world or the next that could EVER make me forget.....

Oh, one more thing........

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April Fools, Folks.

This story ended with the Ocean.

[mindfulafflictions]

Shinzou wo sasageyo

[analikalee]

[umossu]

Instagram: @stopitmoss

[derpymidnight]

Favorite quotes from the AOT finale

"We're scout regiment. Scouts don't know when to quit."

"Erwin, I have no doubts about my decision not to choose you. To entrust the future to someone with the same look in your eyes you all had."

"I'm the one you wanted to see, right, Levi? I didn't want to see you, though!"

"No... That'd kill me! I don't want her to find someone. I want to be her one and only for the rest of my life! And after I die, I want her to pine after me for at least ten years!" "Oh... I see... I didn't think you'd say anything that pathetic..."

"I can't help but notice your fixation with your hair. Who are you trying to look good for?" "The ladies who'll be reading the history books in school." "Don't you mean the field guide to horses?" "It's a real shame your life got longer, Reiner."

[jean-vi]

Lie To Me Pt. 2 | Levi x Reader

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Reader Inspiration:  “Chizu ni nai basho e yume wo hasete / Shiharau no wa Risiko der Freiheit” - Jiyuu No Daishou by Linked Horizon Summary: The unknown label on your relationship causes tension. Genre: Angst, Fluff  Warnings: semi-graphic depiction of injury, spoilers for season 2 WC: 2.6K A/N: thank you so much for all the love :) I wanted to continue this story and I’d already planned out more of it when I published the first part, which is why this one is so soon after.  Other: Masterlist

Part 1

    “Needle and thread” 

    “Here.” 

    “Scissors.” 

    “Got it.” 

    Your eyebrows furrowed as you worked. 

    “Antiseptic.” 

    A scream of pain, a body writhing in agony. 

    “Bandages.” 

    You wrapped carefully before halting. Something wasn’t right. You pressed your finger to the patient’s neck. You took a sharp breath in. There was no time to waste. 

    “Administering CPR.” You announced and began the chest compressions. 

    “I’ll take over when you’re tired.” Levi said as he stared at the man’s fading spirit. 

    “Come on, come on.” You hissed. “Check his pulse.” You barked. 

    Levi checked the pulse. “No pulse.” He reported grimly. 

    You blew a strand of hair out of your face and continued chest compressions. There was little hope to bring him back now. The wounds were deep. You didn’t even know his name. You could see Levi watching you carefully out of the corner of your eye. He was probably wondering when he should step in to stop you. You never gave up on patients and as much as he tried to ignore it, he did worry about the fatigue. You were starting to sweat and the other medical staff were beginning to get overwhelmed by new patients. 

    The latest mission hadn’t gone well. The Scouts needed to regroup and there weren’t enough beds. You’d been instructed to leave those on the brink of death alone. They would take up more resources, time, and energy with little chance of return. You understood this logic, but your conscience refused to acknowledge it. Levi was told to stop you, should you get into another frenzy like what you were doing right now. You felt his hand on your shoulder. 

    “He’s gone, Y/N.” Levi began in his matter-of-fact tone. 

    “Check his pulse.” You demanded and then, like a miracle, the man took a slow breath in. Even Levi’s eyes widened in surprise. He believed in your abilities to care for the wounded, but you were an optimist. He hurriedly searched for the pulse. 

    “Pulse. I have a pulse.” He announced and began redoing the bandages. 

    “Yes!” You celebrated breathlessly as you stopped chest compressions and sat on the ground. Levi finished the job and you both waited for the next one. He leaned against the wall and ran a hand through his hair. 

    “It’s a miracle. I guess I never expected to see that.” The Captain said. He winced as he stretched his legs. His leg was broken, definitely, but he still managed to help you with your work, despite all attempts to stop him. The injury was still healing from the mission, which you expected, considering the extent of ligament damage.

    “You don’t think I forgot, right?” You suddenly said, looking at the rough bandage job on his leg. “A broken leg is no little thing.” You then pushed onto your knees and reached for the bandages. He grasped your wrist quickly. 

    “It’s okay. I’m fine.” He said. 

    “You did a terrible job.” You pointed out. “You should have just asked me to do it.” 

    “You were tired and needed your sleep. I wouldn’t have even thought of disturbing you.” Levi murmured. You raised your eyebrows and then stood up. You walked over to the bandage rack and grabbed a fresh roll. You then knelt next to him and began to wordlessly re-wrap the injury. 

    “I said you don’t have to.” Levi repeated. 

    “Is it pride?” You questioned lightly. “Because I’m wide awake now. You have no excuse not to let me help you.” 

    He fell silent for a moment and watched you work. You were focused, your brows furrowed and your lips pressed together. All the people he’d trusted and cared about were now gone. The Captain couldn’t escape death. Yet, here you were. He wasn’t lying when he thought you were going to die earlier. He’d grown apathetic, filled with sorrow and numb to the possibility that any one could survive if they were around him. 

    “You really did pull off a miracle.” He finally said. 

    “Gotta pay back my miracle somehow” You smiled. 

    “What’s going on here?” He asked as you reached the last few wrappings. 

    “What do you mean?” You answered quietly. 

    “You know what I mean.” He sighed and you finished the roll. Then you sat back on your knees and shifted your head to the sighed, humming to yourself. 

    “Hmm, I’m changing your bandages.” 

    “Don’t play dumb, please.” His eyes were soft and his mouth was a firm line.  

    “Okay, fine.” You crossed your arms and your tone made him raise his eyebrows. “We’re a confusing mess, you’re a confusing mess–” 

    “Do you understand what kind of place this is? Take your papercut elsewhere.” An attendant barked and interrupted your conversation. 

    “It’s not a simple papercut!” The man argued and your eyes followed the two arguing back and forth. 

    “I think I should go handle this. We’ll talk later.” You muttered. You missed his sad expression and his thoughtful gaze as you stood. 

      You hadn’t seen him as more than a comrade, a special coworker, until recently. You supposed your gaze had always lingered on him longer or that your heart would beat a little quicker when he was around. Still, he was merely your Captain and someone you wholeheartedly trusted, not in a romantic sense. There were boundaries, but sitting in rooms, operating on people, living in spaces where death occurs every day, made you realize just how little anything mattered. In both a good and bad way, you were beginning to think that nothing really mattered anymore. Status, power, money. None of that mattered on the brink of death. 

    “The rich man continues to beg me to save his life when there is no life to save. He says he’ll pay me money, but he needs to offer that deal to the gods, not me.” You said and Jean nodded thoughtfully. 

    “I don’t know how you do it.” 

    “I don’t either.” You frowned. 

    The dining room was a ghost town. Taking long shifts in the medical ward gave you little time to actually sit and eat, especially when it was rush hour at the dining hall. You were lucky that Jean just happened to not have eaten yet either, despite the hour. You knew that Levi was probably nursing a cup of tea in his office and it bothered you that you couldn’t help wondering about him. How was his leg? Was he in pain? Would he be able to sleep tonight? 

    Jean was a part of the new squad now. It was weird, seeing them laugh and joke with each other. You used to have that. 

    “Are you okay? You look troubled.” Jean said. 

    “I envy you. Which is funny—to envy a recruit.” You laughed. “It’s supposed to be the other way around, but that’s just not how this regiment works, does it?” 

    The man looked caught off guard. Here in front of him was a person who had seen immense loss with her own eyes. 

    “You’re a part of our group now.” He offered hopefully, but your face turned bitter. You could feel yourself closing off, just like Levi. There was too much loss in caring for other people. 

    “I can’t risk that.” You murmured and stood up slowly from the table. Did you really want to be like Levi? He was so closed off, so dull-eyed. You didn’t, you wanted to let people in, but Levi made it look so easy, so peaceful, to just be alone. “I’m sorry, Jean.” You finally admitted. “I’m just tired, don’t be concerned.” You smiled brightly to try and dissuade his concerns. You were reaching the exit when he called out to you. 

    “You and the Captain seem close.” He shouted. You paused for a moment, stuttering in the doorway. Your teeth grinded together. “I’m just saying that I don’t think he’d spend all that time with you, alone, if he didn’t enjoy your company.” 

    You smiled to yourself, a soft and small one, before heading for your room. 

      The door burst open with a bang. You jumped, the hairs on your neck standing up, as you pulled away from the patient you were tending to. 

    “It’s Nifa.” Levi barked and you rushed to help pull her body onto the closest table. 

    “Get me bandages, antiseptic, and a needle and thread.” You commanded and the nearest nurses gave a firm nod. You turned to your patient, your friend. Well, Nifa wasn’t really a close friend, more of an acquaintance, but someone you knew nonetheless. “Where is the wound and what was it caused by?” You began to open her shirt so you could look for the injury. The blood was everywhere. You turned to look at Levi. He had blood running down his face as well and your eyes were impossibly wide. 

    “And you!” You started angrily. “What happened to you?” You demanded, but he shrugged it off. 

    “Don’t worry about me. It was a gun, she’s injured somewhere in the abdomen.” He said lowly and you pursed your lips before turning back to Nifa. You held her hand for a moment. The nurses came running in with the requested materials.

    “We’ll fix you up, okay, Nifa?” You said soothingly. You took the newly arrived tools and got to work. “‘Somewhere in the abdomen’ is not very specific, Levi.” You muttered and began searching for the hole. Ah, there it is. When you touched the wound, there was a low groan. 

    “Here.” He handed you the bandages and you cleaned the wound. There was still so much blood. 

    “I’m not a surgeon.” You suddenly announced. You knew she was bleeding internally. The bullet probably punctured her liver or other vital organ. She was going to die, but you refused to believe it. The blood kept oozing and pulsing out of her wound as she squirmed for any sign of relief. 

    “You’ve pulled off one miracle this week, can you not pull off another?” Levi said as he watched you work with a hooded gaze. 

    You shook your head, “I’ll try.” Then, the girl went still. You realized at that moment that you weren’t ready for her to die. She was so young and she had a long life ahead of her. You looked to Levi. 

    “Check her pulse.” You said quickly and you both rushed to check both her wrist and neck. “No pulse.” You reported.

    “No pulse.” Levi agreed. 

    “Starting chest compressions.” You said, trying to restart her heart. 

    The minutes ticked by. It was driving you crazy. Why couldn’t you get her back? 

    “Why” You huffed as you continued to press on her chest. “Why isn’t she coming back?” You let out a frustrated breath and went to try and resuscitate her mouth to mouth. Nothing was working. 

    “She’s losing too much blood.” A nurse piped up. 

    “I think she’s gone.” You finally said and Levi placed a hand on your shoulder. To your surprise, he gave you a gentle push and began compressions himself. 

    “Stop.” you tugged on his shoulder. “Let her rest.” Your throat was closing, tears were already forming. He didn’t answer, he only kept trying, as if in a frenzy. It resembled yourself. You finally saw yourself in him. “Levi!” You shouted. “Stop!” 

    Only then did he freeze. His chest heaved up and down. The bandages were rolling on the floor, the needle and thread forgotten. He slowly turned to look at the girl. Her eyes were glassy, her mouth agape. 

    “She’s dead.” He said apathetically. With that, the Captain straightened his back and took long strides for the table. He began to clean, picking up the fallen tools and placing them in their bins. 

    “Wait, Captain.” You hesitated. The man had seen enough death,. He wasn’t like your assistants who you had to coach through deaths. He just went about his business like nothing happened. “Do you want to talk about it?” 

    The body was being wheeled away. She wouldn’t even get a proper burial. There were too many bodies and not enough graveyards. She would be burned and her bones would be indistinguishable from the others. That’s all humans were; bones. You had learned this through your years in the medical ward. 

    “Nothing needs to be said.” He breathed as he began wiping and disinfecting the table where she had laid. 

    You were quiet and you began to help him pick up the objects that had been misplaced. 

    He began organizing the scalpels, “We are just two people. We may care a lot for each other, but nothing could ever become of us.” 

    You froze. Then you walked towards him, hesitation in every step. “You don’t mean that, do you?” 

    He didn’t respond, simply continuing his work. He was always working. 

    “I know you’ve lost people. We have both lost people who meant a lot to us.” You whispered. “Petra, she was like a big sister to me.” 

    The man stopped as you mentioned your fallen comrade. He took a deep breath in and then moved to the bins where he began organizing the various ointments. 

    “Please, Captain.” You placed your hands on the table. “Levi. Tell me, let me in. I work with you every day and you barely say a word about yourself. I tell you everything and you’re like a complete unknown still. You’re the only thing I have left of our friends.” 

    He slammed a bottle down on the table and turned around to face you. His eyes were wide in disbelief or perhaps anger. 

    “I can’t get into anything with you.” The man said calmly. “It’s too risky for both of us.” 

    You had your answer. It was definitive and commanding. You didn’t usually cry, but for some reason a tear just dropped down your face. You hadn’t even registered that you’d been tearing up. 

    “I’m sorry. I won’t push it any farther.” You whispered. You turned to leave, the mood having gone sour, even more so than before, if that was possible. 

    “Wait.” 

    And you did. 

    “I want to, I do. I want to let you in, I want to be with you.” 

    You looked back to face him slowly. You held your breath. Was this a dream? You never imagined it playing out this way. 

    “But I won’t be good to you. I’m not soft and cuddly. I don’t think I’m a good person after all I’ve witnessed, all I’ve done.” He said softly. You took a few steps toward him and he followed suit. 

    “Levi.” You reached out and grasped his arm. “All I’ve ever seen in you….is good.” 

    And the Captain smiled. He really did. It was small and it was weak, but it was there. A faint line, a single twitch that made your heart soar. 

    “I don’t want to lose you and bare seeing your ghost.” 

    “I’m not a ghost. I won’t be as long as you’re alive.” You promised. “You don’t have to protect me.” 

    “What if I want to?” He hummed and then, just like that, he was pressing his lips to yours. You returned the favor easily, wrapping a hand around his head. When the innocent kiss ended, he still had that faint smile. 

    “You should smile more often.” You chuckled. 

    “Sorry, this is all you’re getting.” Levi said and turned to the last bin. 

    “I’ll get you to laugh someday.” You said cheekily and you hugged his back, wrapping your arms around his middle. “Let me bandage your head, though.” 

    He simply placed a hand over yours and silently went to work. He knew he was putting his heart on the line again, but maybe, just maybe, this gamble would work out. 

Fin.

[kaoru-nk]

A big redraw. [img 1 - redraw, img 2 - the first version from 2019] I had to correct the whole art. 🥴

[hotstreak2k3]

Some people said they love the irony of Eren losing his life in a titan's mouth in season 1.

Looking back to that moment felt like a foreshadowing peak of Eren’s last moment before Mikasa severed his head to put a stop to the Rumbling.

Once again, Isayama have crafted an incredible story with hints AOT fans have overlooked or have reached beyond expectations!

[fruity-blogs]

Dear Levi,

If only you knew how proud your mom would have been if she saw you now.

How impressed Kenny would have been of his little brat.

Only if you knew that Oluo probably is looking at you & admiring you like he always does and Petra being the sweet girl she is, is so appreciative of her captain.

All your fallen comrades probably miss your grumpy self but they are now looking at a man far away from grumpy.

Erwin Smith is looking at someone who has forever immortalized the Survey Corps & has lived up to its morals. You have given meaning to the wings of freedom.

Your very first friend Hanji Zoë, otherwise the so-called 'four eyes' is now smiling at a man who has kept his promise.

You have dedicated your heart.

Rest Well, Levi Ackerman. 🤍

[agathas-megacoven]

I was expecting excruciating emotional pain but Isayama actually managed something I didn’t think possible from me. I found myself smiling stupidly with big PHAT-ass tears on my cheeks at Hange’s exit. Like I was devastated but also so fucking proud! The whole hangussy went into that missile poppin and sword swinging, I was ugly crying but cheerleading. What a bizzare feeling to have when watching AOT.

And the bit at the end with Hange babbling with Erwin, Moblit and the vets? SO needed I was absolutely blubbering and I still am but I was giggling. Isayama just triggered an

emotionally dis-regulated geological event in me.

[thena0315]

Isayama sensei’s newest Attack on Titan illustration for the ending of the anime this year

[sonofthesaiyans]

Unpopular AOT Opinions

Not that I have ever held much in common with the rest of the AOT fandom, especially as someone who has called themselves an Ex-Fan for the last five years.........Nevertheless, a few thoughts that sure to leave the typical AOT fanatic a bit salty. 

* Eren Yeager is actually one of the worst anime protagonists. Even back when I was on his side, I never found him to be an especially phenomenal character. There was a time I liked Eren Yeager, but I was never ever enamored by him. And you know a character is bad when he has his foolish fans insisting that he was completely in the right to wage genocide on the earth and should have finished the job. 

* Likewise, Mikasa is still one of the worst anime female protagonists. While not an outright awful character, she is far too one-dimensional due to her singleminded fixation on Eren. Even after he goes off the deep end. I don’t give a damn about her feelings about Eren. And you should not either, Eremika fans. 

* Attack on Titan’s worldbuilding is crap. We don’t even know the name of some districts of the Walls yet and there’s much of them still unexplored. We know about the nations of Paradis, Marley, and Hizuru, the last of which NEVER made an onscreen appearance. And we certainly didn’t get enough development of Marley as the main enemy faction, they never felt like a fully fleshed out plot point. They’re one-dimensional. And never grew beyond an explanation for the Titans’ origins. That’s to say nothing of the world beyond Marley, or of other Eldian survivors worldwide. Or the Mid-East Aliiance! 

* Erwin should have inherited the Colossal Titan. Armin doesn’t utilize his nearly enough to justify his possession of it. Erwin almost certainly would never have wasted such a powerful advantage. 

* Annie was revived too late. Far too last minute for her motivations to feel organic and her arc to feel properly played out. She should have died in Season One and her Titan consumed by one of her captors. Plus her popularity is unwarranted, especially once we learned how unremorseful she is over her crimes. 

* I don’t care about Onyankopon. I’m not saying he’s a bad character, he’s not even a character with any characteristics we can really hate. But I can’t be bothered to remember he’s there half the time. Probably because there’s little he can do to balance out the many bad elements of the final arcs. He’s hardly a critical player. 

* NicoSasha is one of the WORST pairings ever conceived, mostly because they got zero onscreen time together aside from a single flashback. See this is the stuff you idiots need to consider before you kill off one half of a pairing you want to push as a relevant plot point. 

* The Uprising Arc is largely irrelevant. I can’t be bothered to even look at that part of the story with more than passing acknowledgement. Why do you people get your rocks off at the sight of Kenny Ackerman, anyway? Is he somebody I was supposed to care about either? 

* The Warhammer Titan, as I touched upon in an older post, is a total waste of time. If you’re gonna round out the Nine Titans, you can’t afford for any one of them to be a footnote in the story. And that’s all it and its wielder Lara Tybur are; a footnote in the story. Does it honestly even need to exist in the narrative? Kind of makes me wonder why Liberio was even a part of the story. Could’ve saved us a TON of grief on that one. 

* I hate Mikasa’s S4 redesign. She looks far too masculine and not in a good way. I have no problem with such things, but in her case she just does not look good. And Sasha’s S4 look is one that sits poorly too with me now. Probably because of its obvious association with the miserable events of that season. 

* Falco..........More on him later. 

* Ymir Fritz is one of the LEAST engaging plot points of the series and I think a shoddy explanation for the Titans’ origins. It’s already a needlessly complicated story as it is, but I feel nothing for this walking little spoiler. And don’t get me started on this idiotic revelations in the finale. 

* Lindsay Seidel’s performance as Gabi is every bit as abysmal as the character she agreed to play. And I never want to hear her voice in anything to follow her work on Titan ever again. 

* And that goes equal ways to Bryce Papenbrook and his overrated ass. 

* They did Hange Zoe dirty in Season Four. I am PISSED they framed her as such an inept commander as they did. It definitely hurt my otherwise warm opinion of her. Fucking disrespectful that they’d waste her like that. 

* Fuck this grey morality BS the fans keep pushing. I do NOT appreciate being made to hate Paradis by the end of the series, the faction we were supposed to be rooting for early on. I am REALLY not kosher with this at all. Not having any true heroes to root for by the end destroyed my ability to hold on to even a speck of genuine investment.  * I did NOT approve of Artur Braus and his family forgiving Gabi Braun. You do NOT place the murderer of your child above said child. That wasn’t a show of moral integrity. That was failure to honor the memory of the person who they owed justice to. Treating them in the right for how they handled that situation is not as noble as Isayama frames it as. Anyone want to try to disagree?  * The Thunder Spears are actually pretty pathetic weapons, rarely ever landing an outright kill.  * The Rumbling by SiM? DOGSHIT. I hate it because of the season and opening it’s attached to. You can’t polish a turd with this grunge crap. 

* My War is also an extremely forgettable AOT theme. 

* Hiroyuki Sawano’s music is the only consistently good element of the series aside from the aforementioned. And it too is poisoned by its association with this. Guilt By Association. 

* Jean Kirstein isn’t nearly as interesting as fans have been making him out to be in S4. I dare say I stopped caring if he would die well before that disastrous finale. The same goes for Connie Springer, who had no business surviving this due to having zero plot. Does that count as an unpopular opinion? I know some people tire of Sasha’s potato gag, but Connie’s hardly a funny character on his own. 

* Hajime Isayama is DEFINITELY a closeted fascist. 

* Studio MAPPA’s animation is hideous compared to WIT’s. 

* People like Yelena. I do not. Why does she exist again?  * Eren’s descent into villainy is one of the worst bad calls in anime history, right up there with everything involving Gabi Braun. Both of these characters brought down AOT. 

* Gabi Braun’s fanbase represents some of the biggest fucking ASSHOLES I’ve ever put up with. If you’re a fan of this character, fucking get help, because I’m not listening to your pathetic attempts to defend something so unnecessary as if she’s the second coming of Christ. The fanaticism from her end is incomprehensible. 

* Pieck Finger is a wholly unnecessary character. She’s not even that cute. She’s just there. No plot, no point.  * Ymir’s reasons for leaving Historia and getting eaten for her troubles? Total horseshit. Like this was an egregious waste of someone set up to be a much bigger presence in the story. This was when the fanbase should’ve deserted the entire thing. Just the first of many abandoned subplots and character arcs. Is that an unpopular stance? I don’t know, but I’m going to count it anyway. 

* And finally.........THIS STORY ENDED WITH THE OCEAN.