#titan festival

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[nynehells]

Good evening guardians! Who all's going to go see the new film, BRIDE OF THE AHAMKARA on this fine hall-between??

My piece for @d2artevents' #DAEFOTL2024 🦇🎃

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Word count: 1366 Note: Alternate Universe where Eren decided not to reveal himself and attack during the proclamation of war,leaving the Tybur siblings with a mix of feelings and a grim realization.

Pure white snow had begun to cover the Earth long before the month of December even thought to formally arrive, causing a certain blonde haired Lord to shiver in preparation for the cold that was to envelop him and his aging bones once he stepped foot into the white paradise outside his large house. Yet had it been up to Willahelm Tybur, he’d not leave the warmth and comfort of his home ever again. Not after the insane stunt he managed to pull at the festival in Liberio. How and why he was still alive…not even he knows. The plan was well ingrained into his brain, and he was aware of the most probable outcome. He had said his goodbyes, he had made sure his heart was in the right place, he was ready to perish that very night! Yet…that never got to happen. He delivered his speech oh so full of love for this nation that wasn’t even his, he had put his entire soul into it, ready to sacrifice all he was! All he had! And yet there he was.

The man’s beautiful blue eyes had been following the rapid fall of the heavy snowflakes, lost in the beauty of the gathering, untouched mass. It was so weird…it felt as if he was seeing snow for the first time in forever-and can you blame him? The head of the Tybur household hadn’t thought he’d see another Christmas. Lost in thought however, he forgot about someone else that struggled with this sort of feeling. And only when the silhouette of his beloved sister Lara entered his field of view did the man snap back to reality. She wore what looked like a thick long coat to keep her warm,paired with gloves and boots. Was she out on her own?Of course not.

Soon enough, small figures would rush over to the woman, figures that became simple blobs of color as the window the Lord stared out from began freezing slowly.

“Lara-” He’d catch himself nearly whimpering as he stood up from his chair,turning to head towards the door. It had been a few months since that night ,a few months since they’d spoken…a few months since Lara too had been told that something big was to happen…something greater than them, greater than they could ever imagine.

Months since the woman had prepared herself for a fight- or perhaps prepared is a word one would use loosely, for Lara had no training. She’d inherited the Warhammer titan without having any thought that a day may come where she might need to use its power. To be fair, most none of the previous inheritors had any special training…after all, they simply kept the titan safe and contained. That was all they did. So being told one day that the fate of your family and perhaps the entire world will be resting on your frail and fragile shoulders…who wouldn’t break?

“Is that dad?” The voice of a young girl that was tugging on Lara’s coat soon distracted the woman from her thoughts,and for a moment her eyes lit up at the sight.”Is he really going to join us out today?” the young girl would speak again,yet she’d receive no answer.

It was indeed their father,and the man seemed to be rushing towards his sweet children and his sister…so much so that his usually pale face now stung,bright red from the cold air that cut at him. It had been so long…so long since he allowed himself to leave his office, so long since he’d felt like he was not alone or crazy for feeling the way he did. She was right there! The woman that understood, the woman that always understood. Lara,his sweet Lara, who had been by him throughout his life, his struggles,his pains.

The moment Willy reached the black haired woman, he’d not hold back. Throwing his arms around her rather small frame in order to drag her into a warm and tight embrace,the man nearly sobbed as his face now pressed against her soft coat. The cold didn’t affect him anymore,not as long as he had her. She brought him a sort of comfort that not even his wife managed to. Lara caressed his very soul like only she knew how,just by being there. Just by..being.

All it took was one moment for the Tybur siblings to stumble back and collapse into the welcoming blanket of fresh snow with a small grunt- all this causing them to burst into laughter almost immediately. So loud and joyous, it was nearly contagious. And to Willy’s children it was, they’d make it very clear by quite literally allowing themselves to fall over in the snow by their father and aunt.

From then on followed a couple of hours of family fun, with Willahelm’s wife too joining them at some point. The Tyburs would become a normal family for a short while. Building snowmen, having snowball fights and pulling each other around on a sled. Yet as time passed, the weather grew harsher,colder…more and more unforgiving. Just like the world.

“Will you two join us inside soon? The carolers might pop up any minute,and Bruno and Alois wish to hand out the cupcakes we’ve baked together.”Willy’s eldest daughter Fine would speak up, having turned to walk backwards towards the house in order to see her sweet father.

“What’cha need me for, sweetheart?”The blonde man called out,a small laugh caught in his throat…good God, he loved his children so much.

“Well, we need you to try them! We don’t know if they’re good or not,it’s our first time baking!”

“Alright alright, we’ll be in soon, I promise!”

With that, the children along with their mother would vanish into the white winter tapestry,and Willy would sigh.

What followed was a moment of silence as he and Lara sat in the cold snow,feeling their clothes grow wetter and wetter by the minute.

“I- i honestly didn’t imagine i’d see another Christmas-” He finally broke the silence, and Lara almost immediately seemed to understand. “I was pretty sure i-”

“You’d die? As if I'd let such a thing happen.”The woman let out a gentle chuckle, silencing herself rather fast. Yet her brother didn’t seem to notice. And she couldn’t blame him.

“Well, we need not worry about such things anymore. All is good. We will celebrate many things from now on,for nothing will stand in our way. We are alive. We get to live,Lara.”

“You get to live.” Lara caught herself mumbling. She did not mean to speak out loud, for the last thing she wished to do was ruin her brother’s newfound enthusiasm for life, especially on Christmas. Yet it was too late.

As if something had lit up in Willy’s mind, the man would lower his gaze with a small hum…and then a huff. “ R- right. How long uhm-”

“ I don’t remember for sure. But at most…I have one, maybe two Christmases left.” Her voice soft,low,perhaps sad. Sad, yes…for she loved her brother,and she’d not want to go…not so soon. But she had no choice, not in this matter.

“I didn’t…realize- when did the time pass-”Willy muttered quietly under his breath, not really expecting an answer. For why would he? They’d both taken their time together for granted and there was no going back. “Then…let’s make the most of what we have left,hm?” By God did he wish to be able to sound cheerful, yet as he spoke,a hot tear rolled down his freezing cold cheek…yet he’d smile.

“I love you,Lara. Let us live out whatever we have left to live…happily.”

“I love you as well,Willy. Always will.”Lara nodded along ,and soon tears welled in her dark eyes as well.

Pushing up from the ground first was Willy,and he’d help her up,smiling as he began leading his dear sister towards their house. Determined to make the most of this holiday…determined to fill the walls of their home with memories enough for a lifetime.

[ghurab-alzilal]

Season for Giving

Raven, perplexed : This is how you has been spending your time and money?

Damian, putting tiny knitted scarves and hats on squirrels at the park : They live outside, Raven. They need these.

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[dont-f-with-moogles]

Hello Terra

Festive Fics? Christmas / New Year holidays are my favourite time of the year so yes please!

I love the Grumpy x Sunshine LeviHan dynamics so much I can't resist requesting "Stop trying to get me under the mistletoe" (prompt 30) for the cute couple!

Happy holidays my dear 🤎

Festive Fics 30: Stop trying to get me under the mistletoe 

White Berries (Canon universe) Levi x Hange, Erwin (slight Eruri) & Others 1188 words 

Wreaths of winter berries; red clots of holly, shining leaves of ivy and the insidious gleams of mistletoe adorned the long hall. Ferns were woven in great garlands; tied with red ribbon across the doorways and fireplaces. Long tables were piled with platters of cooked meat, sliced cheeses and freshly-baked bread. Musicians played an incidental melody of strings and drums. Interwoven with their notes came the harmony of cutlery clinking amongst the hum of conversation. Clusters of people crowded the hall, slopping beer from wooden tankards upon the flagstones beneath. Others arrived a little late to the proceedings, pulling their dark green military coats tightly around them, their skin still glowing from the cold air. 

Levi Ackerman was not a man to embrace social gatherings. He peeled himself away from the wall and edged close enough to partially feign his interest at the exchange between Erwin and one of the other senior officers. The former appeared momentarily distracted. Barely discernible to any onlooker, Erwin’s eyes drifted across the hall as though following the progress of an invisible object. A second later, and he had reimmersed himself within the conversation. Uttering a gentle laugh in parting, Erwin turned instead to his sour-faced associate. 

“Levi, is it too soon to get refills?” He held up his empty tankard to show him. In answer, Levi glanced over towards the decorated doorway. What he saw made his eyes narrow and his voice lash out in a waspish hiss. 

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re playing at!” 

Erwin raised his eyebrows, politely bemused.

“Why, I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

“Stop trying to get me under the mistletoe!” The low rasp of Levi’s voice was rising to a growl. Erwin searched about himself. Only yards away from where they stood, Commander-in-Chief Zachary and Commander Pixis were snorting into their tankards whilst Nile forced a laugh, his eyes dim with incomprehension.

“I can assure you I-”

“Oh really? Then let me remind you!” Levi closed in on him.

“When we met the higher ups in the foyer just now? I was standing over on the left when you called me over to your right side. Right where- the -!” He gestured upwards, as though offended by an invisible wreath of mistletoe hanging between them. 

“Levi!” Erwin laughed airly, holding up his index finger to Pixis who had waved for them to join him. “Don’t be ridiculous…” His eyes flitted towards the crowd of officers as they were briefly cleaved apart by an unruly head of brown hair.

“Now, the beers-”

“And let’s not forget…” Levi continued his assault. “At the table just now, I was sent to pass the meat plate and - you guessed it. There was that green shit over my head again!”

Erwin blinked. “Well, I - “

“What do you want with me under the mistletoe, huh?” 

“Nothing!” Erwin declared loudly enough for his senior to hear him. Zachary and Pixis had ceased their conversion to gape back at him. Nile bit into a piece of grilled steak as though it was the most delicious meal he had ever tasted. “For the record - nothing at all!”

Levi gave a pained sigh. 

“See here, Erwin. You’re not bad to look at.” At this, Erwin touched his hair in scrutiny. “Maybe if I was into all this - ” Levi gave a sweep of his hand, gesturing upwards from Erwin’s feet to the top of his head. “- maybe if you weren’t the one in command. But if I’d have known that this is what you had in mind when I was recruited, I’d have told you to-”

“It’s about time you got those drinks, hmm Levi?” Erwin cut him off smartly. His broad palm planted itself against Levi’s back and propelled his captain off into the throng of officers.

Sweeping a frightened look over at Zachary and the others, Erwin heaved another laugh.

“Ah, I heard about the balloon incident, Pixis. When will your wife be back on her feet?”

Cursing under his breath, Levi passed through the doorway towards the beer keg and racks of wine bottles. The moment he crossed the threshold Hange appeared, their long, green coat whirling around them. Their dark hair had been pulled hastily into a ponytail. A fleck of light glinted upon their glasses as they tilted their head to smile at him. Levi looked over his shoulder at Erwin. Pixis was now in full flow, miming what looked like a dramatic explosion.

“Oi…”

As realisation dawned upon him, Levi turned back to Hange. They seemed perfectly at ease, arms held behind their back. Then, slowly, Hange raised a conspiratorial finger. They left their hand poised there, as though they were about to lay it upon their lips. 

“Mistletoe…” Hange was pointing above their heads. Levi’s head craned upwards.

A frond of pale, slender leaves, speckled with white berries.

“It keeps coming between us.” Hange winked at him, finger still outstretched. 

“Huh?”

“First when we arrived in the foyer, then when you moved down the table…”

Levi’s teeth were bared as he glowered over at Erwin. Smug bastard. 

“Ah, but there’s more to mistletoe than meets the eye!” Hange lowered their hand, a fiendish smile creeping across their face. Their tone enveloped him - as dark and as dangerous as smoke. “You see, its leaves contain phoratoxin which is poisonous to humans!”

Levi’s tongue lay heavy and useless in his mouth. He cleared his throat. For want of anything else to offer, he looked up again warily.

“Better steer clear of it then…” 

He turned back to them. Hange’s expression had entirely transformed. The look they gave him now was one of profound sorrow. “It was said that, many centuries ago, there lived one of the fiercest soldiers known to mankind. He was named Balder, and was believed to be descended from the God of War himself.”

Levi’s mouth hung a little open in surprise. The background sounds of the party were blurring into a meaningless drone. The chatter of the other guests was nothing but low murmurs. 

“Balder was one of the king’s finest advisors. One day he was caught in the greatest battle of his life. He lost. Killed by an arrow made of mistletoe. Legend has it that his mother’s tears turned to white berries which covered the plant.” 

They both studied the mistletoe, hanging in half an arc above their heads.

“And those berries symbolise her love for him, even to this day.” 

The hall, the musicians, Erwin and the empty tankards, the other officers had simply melted upon the warm air. There was just Hange. Their untidy hair; their green military jacket; dark-rimmed glasses; that open, earnest look. Their sincerity. Their honesty. Their aching heart.

“She knew she couldn’t save him, you see...” 

Levi studied the berries, clustered like perfect pearls. Tears of regret. A regret so bitter it had turned toxic over time. Those berries were a cruel reminder of her failure to protect a loved one. Forever encased in tiny spheres of white.

When they spoke again, Hange’s voice trembled.

“...isn’t that a terrible reason to cry, Levi?”

[fictional-birthdays]

Happy Birthday! (June 18th)

ChuChu (Show By Rock!!)

Rika (One Piece)

Kazuya Hiramaru (Bakuman)

Cookie (Animal Crossing)

Rakshata (Love Live! School Idol Festival)

Johnny D (Pop’n Music)

Ironside (Four Knights of the Apocalypse)

Rosa (Jewelpet)

Mahiru (Naruto)

Takako Chino (Orange)

Nack Tierce (Attack on Titan)

Mitsuyoshi Misawa (My Little Monster)

Musashi (Gintama)

Sally Saint Ford (Macross 7)

Shunpei Sanada (Diamond no Ace)

Takuya Nabeshima (Cheer Boys!!)

Shizuku Ninomiya (Kyoukai no Kanata)

Shizuru Nakatsu (Rewrite)

Taizoo (Seven Deadly Sins)

Shiho (Naruto)

[telestoapologist]

Braytech Europa Penguin Toy (The Costume) // Alaaks, the Beast Tamer (Ghost Costume) // A Giant Beluga Whale (Ship Costume)

[moonspirit]

ARUANIS!!!

ARUANIS!!!

ARUANIS!!!?!?!?!?!

[ladylaratybur]

Lara Tybur cosplays from the Sakura Matsuri in Washington DC. I think this was 2022

[vodkaandsnakes]

On this day, July 18, in Type O Negative history:

Type O Negative play the New Titans on the Block Tour with Sepultura, Sacred Reich, Biohazard, Leeway, White Zombie, and Napalm Death at The Ritz in New York, NY. The Drab Four fill in for Sick Of It All, who are not able to perform on this particular date of the tour. Although not as well-known as the rival Clash of the Titans Tour, the New Titans Tour helps gain important exposure for the next branch of the flourishing heavy metal family tree (1991)

Type O Negative play the Jones Beach Amphitheater with Queensryche in Wantagh, NY (1995)

Type O Negative play the Forestglade Festival in Wiesen, Austria (1997) {The hills are alive with the sound of ...ecstatic screams..?}

If today is your birthday, you share your special day with former Type O Negative percussionist Sal Abruscato! Happy Birthday to you and to Sal!

[f-o-and-selfship-club]

I have now turned an another into a lil plushie. And he also has the festive design

[cougartist]

Mikasa Ackerman in Attack on Titan

[jgthirlwell]

03.22.24 Titan to Tachyons at Big Ears Festival

[scootatwoni]

EAT MY JORTS BOBBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEEEAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!