#they predicted levi’s last name!!!!

[sebastiansmytheapologist]

how to recover after reading the most fanfiction of your life??????

and a song to read chapter 7 to

#genuinely upset bc any fanfic i read after this will never compare #and i will have to live on as the empty shell of a person i was before i read this #they predicted levi’s last name!!!! #in 2013!!!!!! #attack on titan #levi ackerman #mikasa ackerman #ackerfam #this is a masterpiece

[greenfiend]

The Significance of Lover’s Lake and Byler (Theory) Part 2

Sequel to this post

(Warning: mentions of sex and drugs)

Okay so first of all, if you haven’t seen my previous post on my theory involving Lovers Lake and Byler, please read it first. I go over my theory and predictions for Byler and the heart shaped lake. This is a secondary post to it, outlining some VERY interesting details involving the owner of the lakeside house, the lakeside house itself, and all the romantic and sexual elements present. I’m saving the best for last here.

Let’s start with the owner of the lakeside house.

Reefer Rick

So I recently made a silly post arguing that the most queer coded character in Stranger Things is not Mike nor Will (nor Robin, Henry, Eddie etc), and I stand by this statement. The most queer coded character is: Reefer Rick. Now, I know we never see the guy, but literally all the information we have on him is either queer coding or drug references.

Synonyms of his name are literally f*g Dick, with a shared last name with the famous tea company founder who so happens to have been a homosexual: Lipton.

We know he doesn’t have a family, thus he’s a single man who occasionally has his buddy/fellow dealer Eddie stay over. Hm, not very heterosexual of him.

Then we have his movie list.

Now, as many of us know, the movie “Fast Times” is used within Stranger Things as a way to gage if someone is attracted to women or not. We have Steve, Dustin, Lucas, and Vickie all confirmed to have enjoyed this movie… specifically for that shot at 53 minutes and 5 seconds. Sure, Reefer Rick rented the film, but why is it the only movie he rented that was returned on time? For context, he’s the only character who had films listed as “late” returns. So, he obviously enjoyed Cheech & Chong a lot more. Two guys doing drugs is more interesting to him than a sexy lady. Okay, noted.

Now, how is he perceived by the people of Hawkins?

Oooof. Okay. He’s not well liked it seems. He apparently is causing some fear and anger amongst the Hawkins residents. Kind of similar of a reaction these people would have towards an openly gay man during the 1980s.

Also I have to include @/conflictofthemind ‘s excellent point that injectable drug use and unprotected sex (specifically between two men) were both commonly associated with HIV/AIDS… a major epidemic during the 80s and a major subtextual theme within the show.

Now, where’s this guy live while outside of jail?

I don’t blame the guy for “hiding” when the town is not too fond of him. Of course he is a drug dealer so there’s that as well. But interesting they used the word “hide”, which has been associated with queerness within the show already (plus this line was said by Robin (featured in the middle of the shot!!!) who is queer herself).

(Both of these screenshots are from 1x02 interestingly enough.)

Wouldn’t it make sense for these two “hiders” to hide out in “a perfect place to hide” together? Seeking refuge in a fellow gay man’s secluded house?

I will say it’s also worth noting that he does not have any women featured on the walls within his house. Also, he has a phallic shaped bong (we’ll get back to that soon).

Phew okay so that’s Reefer Rick. Are you still with me? Hopefully I didn’t bore any of you with this. I promise you this all leads back to Byler.

So, moving on to his house.

So as @/therainscene kindly pointed out, this poster with the smiley face can be related to rave culture and ecstasy in the 1980s. So a drug reference, in a drug dealer’s house… shocker I know. But I gotta say, ecstasy is also a term often related to sex. I also have to add this little tidbit from one of our favourite directors of Stranger Things, Shawn Levy. Keep in mind, he knows what’ll happen in the next season… and he’s directing episodes after 3 and 4…

Interesting word choice, no?

So, back to the symbolism within (and near) the house.

Let’s talk about the phallic symbolism that appears in pairs in these shots. It’s a choice, isn’t it? With two males in each shot. We know the Duffers love details and foreshadowing… I doubt it’s a coincidence. Also, anyone else notice that phone in the background? Just had to mention it, since our boys are frequently associated with phones and calls.

Then, of course, I gotta bring back this shot.

The bed. Blue meets yellow. You know it! We all heard it a thousand times by now. Let’s look at what else is in the shot. A closed closet. Another reference to our boys. To the right, you’ll see a toilet paper roll. Now, if you have a brother, you might see the same thing in his room. Sure it can be used as a tissue for your nose but let’s just say there’s usually another use for it. I’ll call it “self love”. So, basically, another sexual reference.

To sum up this house: lake/water, drugs, and ecstasy/smiley face. Now, let’s go back to a scene featuring our boys with all these elements in the background.

Makes you wonder doesn’t it?

I must also point out the “Paris” poster in the background. City of love, anyone? Plus the fireworks. They’re really trying to tell us something here.

Also, @/foodiewithdahoodie pointed out how Paris specifically was one of the first places to decriminalize sodomy.

You know, I also wouldn’t rule out every aspect of Murray’s prediction here.

Shout out to the Hylers out there!

Perhaps after a lot of stressful days of fighting interdimentional demons, these boys want to wind down and de-stress in their hiding spot. I can see Reefer Rick as a fellow Nintendo player, leaving his console behind, as well as his weed, for our boys to use. I also wouldn't be surprised if Eddie left a few of his beers behind. I mean… Murray has a pretty good track record for predictions. This would also really double down on the message that Mike and Will “aren’t kids anymore.”

Also, wouldn’t it be fun to look back at Murray’s predictions and realize that they’ve all come to be?

Okay, now let’s finally get to the romance elements!

First thing I want to start with is this shot:

So… they had to show us a mailbox, didn’t they? With that name “Lipton” which as I mentioned in my previous post… is associated with Thomas Lipton who had a lover named William Love.

1 point for #lettergate

And…

“Hope Our Love Lives/Lasts And Never Dies”

WWII solders used the acronym H.O.L.L.A.N.D. to convey a love message in a letter. The whole love letters association with Mike and Will never end, do they?

2 points for #lettergate!

As for the “2121”, I think it’s possible that it’s referencing multiple things… number references are tricky like that in my opinion. But I will say that @/thestrangestthing89 brought up the fact that “2121” could be a reference to “Twin Flames” which is yet another reference to romance.

Continuing on with the romance…

Let’s return back to the scene where Reefer Rick is first mentioned. After Max mentioned him, we are cut to Steve talking about a movie.

A movie filled with action and romance, you say?

So… Doctor Zhivago.

Basically a tale of two people in love during a difficult time (Russian Revolution) being separated, with other people, then finally reunited. Not completely unlike our boys. Notice how the “adult” sign is noticeable in the background. Not kids anymore.

He mentions action, which I’m sure there will be some of as well at the famous lake.

Okay enough with the silly details, let’s stop and look at the bigger picture.

Our beloved lake. Look how gorgeous it truly is. Plus the fact that it’s a literal heart? You can’t get more “on the nose” than that.

Now, who else is known as a heart? (Tough question I know…)

This boy is, without a doubt, narratively tied to the lake. He is “the heart”… he is THE LAKE (symbolically).

Thank you to @/everaster for bringing attention to the fact that after Mike was pushed to deliver that monologue to El by Will, Max “died”, then the gates opened WIDE. One of those gates, as we know, is located within Lover’s Lake… known was “watergate” (term coined by Dustin).

So, as of now in this story… Lover’s Lake is literally broken in two. A broken heart in need of mending.

Who better to accomplish that task than the boy who has known him for a decade and loves him completely and selflessly?

💌📬❤️‍🩹

Hope you enjoyed these posts as much as I enjoyed making them! It’s honestly so much fun looking for evidence and finding such interesting stuff. Some of it may be reaching, and that���s okay because it’s all in good fun! That’s what fandoms are all about.

The level of attention to detail in this show never ceases to amaze me! There’s so much depth and clues to look for and play around with. I hope to have sparked some inspiration and creativity for some people! 💛💙💚

As always, would love to know your thoughts!

#Byler #loverslakegate #lovers lake #stranger things #stranger things 5 #Mike wheeler #Will Byers #byler theory

[levmada]

Pls Kane drop eruri coded songs 🙏🏻

firstly im sorry this took so long, but this was an emotional trial pls hope u understand🙏they are not the happiest ship in the world

i have a whole spotify playlist😩but here are some highlights:

obligatory midnight sun by cinema staff

and obligatory name of love by cinema staff

1

a classic perhaps? duvet by boa from levi's perspective. like it can't get MORE eruri unless their names were in the song.

on the pain agony torment scale 10/10

2

francis forever by mitski from levi's pov. i hope it speaks for itself bc i can't explain without feeling gut-wrenching grief. jesus

on the pain agony torment scale 10/10

3

halo by starset from levi's pov again. just... devotion :') w levi his emotions run so deep but it reflects in the song really well. also the implication that erwin is like levi's angel instead of the devil he's known as.

on the pain agony torment scale 1/10

4

from erwin's pov. heat lightning by mitski. coming up on shiganshina yk.... i feel like erwin could already sense SOME conclusion was coming, although he didn't know what levi would do bc he's the one thing he could never predict (i am once again comparing them to eremika). whatever it would be tho, erwin trusted him.

on the pain agony torment scale 3/10

5

UGH. wait for me by rise against from levi's pov after RtS. i need to find more happy songs...

on the pain agony torment scale 7/10

6

knife prty by deftones. the SOUND of the song really helps get it across, but this is from levi's pov with ... actually letting someone in for the first time. very rough but very passionate too

on the pain agony torment scale 0/10

7

in this shirt by the irrepressibles

levi's grief as usual.

on the pain agony torment scale 6/10

8

the no seatbelt song by brand new

IM LOSING IT IM LOSING IT IM IN TEARS I HATE IT HERE

oh my god it hurts

erwin's feelings about levi from erwin's pov. accounts for his life on the BRINK in shiganshina though, too. possibly mid-rooftop.

on the pain agony torment scale 10/10

9

say yes to heaven by lana del ray

eruri, the good ending. sort of both povs. they run away to a cabin and abandon everything, or just, you know, modern au.

on the pain agony torment scale 1/10

10

love like you by rebecca sugar/from steven universe from erwin's pov

it doesn't get any more blatant than this. all of erwin's longing in a song.

on the pain agony torment scale 1/10

11

tears don't fall by bullet from my valentine

UGHHHH OMG!!!!! ERWIN'S POV ALL DAYYYYYY his last moments. but like. it's not a sad song if i think of it like erwin simping for levi for 6 minutes.

on the pain agony torment scale 2/10

12

i just threw out the love of my dreams by weezer from levi's pov

the song's catchiness takes away from the pain agony torment.

on the pain agony torment scale 5/10

13

cirice by ghost from levi's pov. no sadness, just love

on the pain agony torment scale 0/10

14

black friday by tom odell

mid-uprising and all when erwin seems to be losing himself... partly from both pov's. just everything going downhill. agony. pain. and torment of course.

on the pain agony torment scale 8/10

#eruri #aot eruri #erwin x levi #snk eruri #eruri feels #levi x erwin #levi ackerman x erwin smith #eruri attack on titan #aot ships #aot ship #snk erwin #aot levi #eruri.thoughts

[emmys-grimoire]

Lesson 80 Story & Analysis

It’s finally over. I did not enjoy the ride. But it sure was a finale, I guess.

Sorry it took me so long to write this up, but I had other obligations and I just didn’t have the motivation. But now it’s done, and I get awhile to relax!

Story

We left off on another cliffhanger last time, after Simeon finally told the others what’s up with him as they clung to him in the middle of the conjured dark crevasse.

He’s right. This is the least opportune moment for this revelation, and so far the only opportunity Simeon has had to actually use his angelic powers! That’s just how relevant they were to this point. 

Regardless, they’re relevant now. Or would be if they existed. Since they don’t, they remain in trouble.

Beelzebub wants to help them, but apparently the wind is so strong that we can’t even see them. Lucifer transforms and steps in and blows them away from the approaching tornado with his four wings. Those must be some powerful gusts.

Mammon and Asmo get tossed into the tree and bushes respectively.

The dark crevasse seems to be getting bigger and it starts to uproot the fauna. A tree gets flung at us but we’re given three options to avoid it (I just used magic, which gave me Diavolo affection). We continue to try to move the gigantic treasure chest but it’s not budging. 

We can suggest opening it or plugging it: I chose the former because I’m not sure how the latter makes any sense, and Lucifer agrees with the plan. Satan asks how, because we don’t have a key. Diavolo has a revelation and tells us oh he has it. Satan goes “wait, what?” because he hasn’t truly figured it out yet.

But to be fair…

It is pretty weird. 

The chest is opened once Diavolo scans his eyeball and the magical energy spills out, blinding everyone. The dark crevasse eats it all up and vanishes. Mammon/Levi/Asmo are no longer invisible. Asmo immediately demands a mirror. No one has one on hand, so he insists on seeing his reflection through Beel’s eyes and crows over his appearance. Mammon asks Levi if he remembers his name, and Levi replies in the affirmative. Solomon inquires about Barbatos’s health, and Barbatos is now feeling fine.

The treasure chest is back to its tiny size. The crisis is over.

Mammon demands they have a talk. He demands an explanation from Simeon, and Satan demands one from Diavolo. If you think this is meant to be a serious moment, you’re wrong: the clown music is playing. Barbatos insists we go elsewhere before saying anything further.

We move things to the Demon Lord’s Castle. Mammon asks why Mephisto isn’t around, and Beelzebub reveals that he left. The brothers think he must be allergic to fun, passing up a chance to have a sleepover at Diavolo’s place, but Lucifer informs them that Diavolo is just being nice. Luke is there, and seems to be enjoying himself. He flushes when Beelzebub notes aloud just how happy he seems. There’s quite a bit of chit-chat before they finally get back to the actual conversation.

Diavolo explains himself first:

SURPRISE.

Mammon notes that what Diavolo did was against the rules, but like hell if he cares. Rules are for peasants.

Yeah, okay. It wasn’t subtle at all, but these are not the sharpest knives in the drawer.

We passed our final trial, meaning we’re now a bonafide member of the mail sorting council.

Everyone congratulates and dogpiles us. Mammon gets upset when everyone starts hugging us because of course he does. Satan notes someone else now owes us an explanation. He proceeds to explain he is no longer a human. 

Mammon at first disbelieves him. Which I find odd because he was the first one to get suspicious and suggest the CR did something harmful to him. Simeon insists he wasn’t joking, Mammon already knows, and clarifies.

Apparently you can feel angel powers, I guess? Or at least demons can.

Luke is predictably confused. Asmo asks why, and Satan correctly deduces that it’s because he stole the Ring of Light.

... Right.

So the CR didn’t send him on a mission to delegate human-angel relations, Simeon just thought it’d be fun if he opened a cafe and take Luke with him under that pretense. This is all part of a journey of self-discovery.

Simeon took a lot of time to come to the conclusion that “everything happens for a reason”, with the implication that it must be a good reason. If you’re still convinced that this narrative is going to make the Celestial Realm and it’s angels the bad guys, I don’t think you’ve been paying attention...

Solomon asks Luke if he’s okay. This revelation must be tough on him, right? He must be very confused. Initially, he seems to be struggling, but you can reassure him that Simeon just still Simeon… apparently Simeon’s identity was the issue here, not his impromptu demotion for saving the three realms.

Simeon takes the opportunity to apologize to Raph, at least.

I feel bad for Raphael. Being a babysitter in his debut season. He ultimately takes it in stride, though.

Everything’s resolved because there wasn’t really much of a problem in the first place.

We continue to get pampered by Diavolo. We talk to Simeon in the garden. 

I guess insecurities usually aren’t rational or rooted in reality but this still feels like a cop-out. 

Luke got over it real quick. Apparently he’s fine with the Celestial Realm punishing Simeon, as long as he wasn’t transformed into an entirely different person. But why would he be?

This really shouldn’t be the central conflict. There’s no reason for them to reject Simeon just because he’s a human when they don’t reject any of the present humans.

But I digress. After we make out with Simeon we return to the castle and presumably have dinner. 

I insist on continuing to party and get whisked away to a romantic scene with Mammon in the guest room. I chose wrong, clearly.

Barbatos wakes us up in the morning. You can ask him for a good morning kiss and he complies. Okay lol.

Diavolo greets us in the ballroom. Luke is surprised that Lucifer isn’t up yet and Diavolo reminds us that Lucifer is not a morning demon. This baffles the angel because he doesn’t recall Lucifer ever being late or missing a meeting. 

Luke raves about how great the breakfast was, and asks Barbatos for the recipe for the pastries we ate. Barbatos agrees to teach him, and they go off to the kitchen, leaving us with Diavolo… who invites us to his room.

Once there, he congratulates us for making the student council.

I don’t think we’ve changed much in the school. Most of the student body still thinks the exchange program is dumb according to the survey we did. It’s an improvement from everyone hating it, but remember that most of the demon populace is afraid of Diavolo no matter how unjustified it may be.

He informs us that we’ll undergo a formal ceremony to make our induction official.

We wander outside to the lakeside gazebo and meet with the others, who are now awake and enjoying breakfast. 

We get a moment with Luke.

He just thanks us for being there for Simeon when he needed us. He believes if he was open-minded and nice, Simeon would have turned to him to help, too. He now has a mission to become an angel “worthy of respect”... he’s worthy of respect already. Everyone is. 

This is probably my least favorite part of the lesson because we know that the reason Simeon didn’t let Luke know was that he was afraid of making him sad, and I don’t think Luke is unjustified in being hurt about being kept in the dark when Simeon is his friend and his custodian. In addition to that, we accept this framing, and encourage him to be a better angel. His invalidates his own feelings and we help him do so.

This is a kid by the way.

I know he can be immature and was close-minded (though he’s started openly befriending demons this season), but damn. If we’re having a contest between the angels about who is the most honest and sincere, I’d put my money on him. Keep in mind that Raphael also never corrected Solomon’s lie to Simeon about Luke running away, too… and they never came clean to Simeon about it. All of this is pretty much just swept under the rug.

Satan takes us aside next. He warns us that things are about to get rough and to get ready… then we’re whisked off to the student council room. 

We finish our paperwork and run into Beel, Mephisto and 13 outside. Remember them? Thirteen wasn’t invited to the festivities I guess. Thirteen goes on about setting up another trap for Solomon. Mephisto points out that her trap isn’t going to work, and begins to explain why when she asks. Beelzebub notes how chummy they are now and they both deny it. I didn’t think it was a particularly friendly interaction, either, but okay.

Mephisto reminds us that we were on short-term exchange program like we were previously, along with Solomon, and the term should be ending shortly. Thirteen thinks it’ll be dull without us around, and corrects Beelzebub when he says he thought she was also on a short term. It’s her first term, so she’s there for a full-fledged year. 

Yes, so did I. Why do we have to return when we’ve just gotten the job?

It’s just a thing we do now. We go back to the House of Lamentation dining room and everyone starts despairing about our imminent but undoubtedly temporary departure. Why do we have to do this?

Asmo insists they stop wallowing and build us a memory box, so we don’t forget them in the like two weeks we’re gone.

Didn’t we do a variation of this last time? They gave use keepsakes so we can practice summoning them easier...

They all put in their mementos, and you get to choose yours.

Naturally I have no idea what any of these actually are until I choose.

I pick the sports festival because it’s the only arc in this season I liked in some capacity.

We reminiscence about the event, and about all the events connected to each of their mementos. Naturally, since I’m a hater, this has no effect on my black heart.

Lucifer isn’t around to put his in, so Asmo does it for him. It’s great being a Lucifer stan sometimes. It’s a letter. His brothers immediately want to open it, but Asmo tells them if it’s opened by anyone besides us they’ll be cursed. 

Here are all the mementos. Don’t think it’s worth individual screenshots.

We leave and go shopping. We run into the Purgatory crew. Raphael notes there’s a sale at the butcher’s shop, and Simeon comments on how familiar Raphael is with the Devildom now. We note that Simeon is back in his Celestial clothing.

I guess he prefers this set over his human clothes after all? Just didn’t feel comfortable wearing them before because he technically isn’t an angel any more.

… But you’re not an angel any more. Why are you still reporting to the Celestial Realm? You’re enrolled as a human now, right? You can do whatever you want. With Luke it makes sense but…

Ugh they’re undercutting the decision they’ve committed to already.

Honestly? Same.

I’ll be right back and I don’t have the memory of a goldfish. You really don’t have to worry.

The student council inauguration is tomorrow apparently. Simeon wishes us luck.

We fast forward. Lucifer’s smugly fussing over us. We can nab a smooch, and he steals a smooch from us in return. We continue to the ceremony in the colosseum.

Diavolo gives a speech.

HELP ME

Our actual choices:

I go the formal route because why not. They all think it must be because I’m nervous. Lucifer tells them to shut up and they go “YOU CAN’T MAKE ME!” The squabbling starts, but thankfully we just move on.

We get a transition to a bright cloudy sky and we’re getting a magic lesson from Solomon again. 

Okay so it was several weeks not just two but c’mon.

Cue credits. It’s finally over.

After the credits, we cut to the brothers mourning our absence and Simeon mother henning them. Diavolo, Barbatos, and Lucifer aren’t despairing because they seem to know we’re on our way. Sure enough, we teleport in and fall on top of them. Belphegor asks why we’re here, and Lucifer gives him the obvious answer: we now work there.

I’m sure glad I won’t get fined.

Yep.

They begin to fight over us. The end.

Analysis

They did manage to accomplish one thing I expected them to do: we now have a reason to remain in the Devildom indefinitely. Unfortunately, we’re just a secretary instead of a student. Simeon also has an opportunity to stick around longer, but I’m not sure what they’re gonna pull out of their asses to keep Raphael around after his first year is up. It may very well be just because the Celestial Realm is fine with just sending the same students over and over again. Beginning to think this format wasn’t a great choice.

We didn’t get any of the drama I was hoping for and expecting, but about three-fourths into this season it was obvious they’re not interested in that kind of thing. This season was a giant exercise in not making any effort to have any significant interpersonal or intrapersonal conflict. The closest we got was Lucifer and Satan fight arc part 4, and that was a flop in its own right. There are plenty of opportunities to make things more interesting: we could have learned more about the nobility with Mephisto, could have learned more about reapers with Thirteen, could have learned more about the Celestial Realm and the war with Raphael, could have finally had an opportunity for Luke to reflect on how the Celestial Realm doles out their punishments now that he finally acknowledges demons can be his friends, we could have actually learned *anything* about the school council assuming it’s something more significant than a school council (it’s probably not), and they didn’t have to put our decision-making on auto-pilot to justify our brilliance when we’ve been consistently given the opportunity to be a dumb ass up until this point… it’s not like there are not plenty of idiots on the student council already.

I know some fans are satisfied with how his arc concluded but I’m very disappointed. “He does everything for a reason, this is meant to be” is literally the least exciting answer/conclusion he could have come up with. It sounds like he’s not interested in actually regaining his angelhood (in spite of Lucifer’s reassurance earlier) and I’d argue it detracts from hints of rebellion and sass we got to see in Season 2. Now he’s just another pretty boy who luvs us, who is supposed to be a human now but still functions exactly the same way he did as an angel. He’s S1 Simeon again but now with heart eyes. Glad he’s happy, I guess, but I think his issue being he was afraid everyone wouldn’t still accept him as a human is also really dumb. If anything he’s *more* pliable to them now because he can’t smite them to oblivion if he ever gets angry. It feels very hollow.

I’ll save the rest of what I have to say about this lesson in the season review. That’s going to take some time: I’ll be settling in my new place and school is coming up. It just isn’t my highest priority now, but it is important to write it for the sake of this blog going forward.

#obey me #obey me! #obey me spoilers #obey me lesson 80 #obey me simeon #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me raphael #obey me luke #obey me solomon #commentary #analysis #obey me season 4

[danganronpaxobeyme1356]

The tale of seven lords part 1

*at next day a few Hours before they go to RAD school, Leviathan knock Shuichi's room and Shuichi open the door*

Shuichi... can you come to my room for talk?

Uhmm about what?

Nah I'll tell it later, you just come with me I'll tell you something.

*they go to Levi's room*

Wha.. what is this!?

So... this is my anime figures.. this is seraphina, this is azuki tan, and there's lot of them.

What about that.. little girl with all pink?

Oh that's ruri chan, my favorite character, she's cute and she's brave, she's magical ah... she's also shattered some bad demon with her power petunia thingy, she's really really magical!

.........

Sorry for that, but I think is.. well.. I want to tell you about the tale of 7 lords

The tale of 7 lords huh?

The tale of 7 lords is a masterpiece work made by christhoper peugot, it's adapted by hundreds of novels, DVD, anime, and theatre version of it, well my favorite character is lord of shadow, what about you?

.... Maybe the mc or protagonist?

That's henry good choice, so the seven lords has it's unique characterization.

So first one is lord of corruption, he's the eldest one and, he's most controlling and he's most feared of others.

Second one is lord of fools, he always thinking about money, he do anything for money, and sometime he is having golden pig that he loves than anything else, and of course being dunce and fool same as his name lord of fools.

Third one is lord of shadows well the one who be friended with henry of course, yet he ever give a high five with Henry, *sighs* what a good friendship they had, not to mention he's brooding recluse.

Fourth one is lord of mask he's scary he acts as a high-status, upstanding member of society, but in truth he's inhumane and cruel well he's 4th eldest, it's reminds me of satan.

The fifth one is lord of lechery, he's always be horny and only thinks about seducing others. Well he only love himself literally.

Sixth one is lord of flies, he only has one thing on his mind: food, he always thinking about food, like beel honestly.

Last one is lord of emptiness, well he's random, he's really hard to predict or understand.. but he really sleepy all the time, hmm seems reminds me of belphie.

Is lord of corruption is scary? I think he's same like lucifer right?

No he's more than that, he always plotting and planning in secret.

Seems similar like lucifer that we know, the most feared, planning and plotting in secret

But he sometimes act cruel and sadist

Oh.. that's creepy

I know right! But the scene that i know is..

In Volume 5, the supply lines of the Lord of Flies gets cut off after his land is invaded by hostile forces. The Lord of Fools sends food supply to him, but the food spoils because of the rain, causing a disease spreading across the Lord of Flies' land.

What!!? Spoiled!?

Yes all food that been sent is spoiled, thinking about it's make me cry well, it's because lord of fools was trying to help his brother, that's what he want to do.

..... Such a brotherly friendship.

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A- Z Headcanons of Erwin Smith

Characters: Erwin Smith feat. small mentions of Mike and Levi.

Genre: Modern!au with tiny references to the snk canon if you can see it

Warnings: SFW, fluff. Some suggestive content.

A/N: Happy Birthday Commander (big tits) Erwin Smith!!!!! I wrote him a smutty fic for his birthday last year, so I shall give him something more family-friendly and relatable xD

Also, this one is dedicated to my bestie/sister-in-law Mrs Mia Smith @ack3rlady <333 these are highly inspired by our daily conversations about our husbands so I hope you'll like it 💖

Check out my other modern au!Erwin headcanons here!

A: Attention

Erwin is really attentive and pays a lot of attention to small details. He's the kind of person who remembers a lot of small details, and will hardly forget his schedules and plans.

However, due to his attention to detail, some people might find that Erwin is nitpicking too much. People might also think that Erwin is micromanaging too much as he wants everything to be perfect and in order.

B: Behaviour

Erwin is always calm and collected no matter the situation. He is always polite to people younger than him and respectful to those older than him as well.

Erwin is always the most grounded in his circle of friends, and people tend to depend on him due to how knowledgeable he is too. Erwin is very sensible and intelligent, and hardly does anything that would harm his image.

C: Career

With Erwin'a charisma and great leadership, he would do well in organisations that requires discipline and order, such as the military, the police, or the navy. He would be a very persuasive and charismatic leader who leads with knowledge and compassion.

I can also foresee Erwin doing really well in a political career. He is extremely persuasive and charming, and he can easily garner support from the general public and citizens as well. Likewise, he would also stand firm in his beliefs and work for the rights of the people.

Erwin would also do well in the corporate world, such as opening up his own business, working as a financial advisor, or a fund manager. He makes daring moves and investments, and even though they might be risky, Erwin's wit always bring the organisation he is working for to new heights.

D: Dating

I think Erwin would be someone who enjoys going on classic dates like in the good olden days; a dinner and dance, a late night movie at the outdoor cinema, a walk in the park. He loves spending quality and undisturbed time with his lover, and he loves diverting all his attention to them.

However! Erwin finds thrill and excitement in other kinds of dates too; arcade dates, shopping dates, beach dates, hiking dates just to name a few. As long as he's with his lover, anywhere would always be the perfect date.

E: Energy level

Erwin's mood is always calm and relaxed, so he doesn't have random bursts of energy. He's always on-the-go, and he is always doing something.

Erwin hardly has mood swings as well, unless he is too stressed up at work. Erwin does not really like surprises and impromptu occasions, and he prefers having a plan than to work on spontaneous bursts of energy. Therefore, Erwin would also behave as such, and he is always predictable and easy to go along with.

F: Fashion

I feel that Erwin would have a preference for long sleeve shirts, knitwear, and sweaters. He would like to wear light coloured clothing too. Colours like khaki, beige, ivory, and mother-of-pearl would look very nice on him. Baby blue and sky blue would complement his eyes too.

His wardrobe has a large variety of business suits, formal wear, and also more casual button-ups and tailored trousers. Erwin's wardrobe is more colourful during the spring and summer.

I also feel that Erwin is the kind of person who collects watches, and he has many watches for different suits and occasions.

G: Games

I don't think Erwin plays a lot of games, and he isn't interested in them as well. However, he might just give in to peer pressure and join Levi and Mike on games like Counter Strike and Call of Duty.

Erwin would probably enjoy playing card games like Blackjack and Poker, and somehow he manages to bluff really well. He would also enjoy strategy games like chess, shogi, go (wei qi), and reversi.

H: Hobbies

Other than reading and chess, I think Erwin would enjoy exercising a lot. He does a mix of aerobic and anaerobic activities, and running is his favourite. He usually goes to the gym with Mike and Levi where they would help to spot one another while at the weight machines.

I think Erwin would secretly enjoy crocheting too. It's hard to see Erwin sitting down for hours crocheting something, but Erwin is really good with his hands. He sometimes crochets gifts for his lover too.

I: Interior

I can foresee Erwin's house to be really wide and spacious, with not too many decorative items and furniture. Erwin would have paintings hung on the wall, and there would be bookshelves around the house too.

Erwin's bedroom is really simple, with a single bed, a small armchair by the window accompanied by a floor lamp. Erwin spends most of his time in his study/home office, where he would spend the most effort to maintain as well.

His home office would be bright and well-lit, with bookshelves by the wall too. Erwin has a preference for white lights and he loves opening his window during the day too.

J: Jealousy

Erwin would definitely not be a jealous lover, for he trusts his partner wholeheartedly. He doesn't worry if his partner is going out with friends of the opposite sex, as long as he knows where they're going.

However, Erwin can be a little possessive, especially if he sees someone hitting on his partner. He would switch from a calm demeanour and become a little stern, exerting dominance over the other party so that they know his partner's taken.

K: Kinks

You can't deny this, but Erwin definitely has a size kink. He finds his smaller-sized partner really desirable, and he loves how protective he can get over his partner.

Also, Erwin really loves holding his partner by their waist. The subtle act of putting his hand around their waist, or on the small of their back while walking makes him feel really 'manly', and he can be protective of his lover too.

During sex, Erwin would be a really gentle and sweet lover, always making sure his partner is feeling good. However, he definitely has his rougher moments too. Erwin would enjoy taking his partner from the rear, and he would get so turned on whenever he pulls his partner up by the hair or limbs so that he can take a good look at their blissful face.

L: Love language

Erwin is someone who wouldn't hesitate to spend his money on his lover. No, he doesn't necessarily splurge, but he loves pampering his lover with purchases. If his partner sees something they really like, Erwin would buy it. Erwin would also pay for meals and desserts, for the groceries, for dates, and anything that involves finances. Erwin wouldn't let his lover spend a single cent.

Erwin would also enjoy spending undisturbed time with his lover too. I feel that Erwin would sometimes be too engrossed in work that he forgets to separate work and personal time, so he would really appreciate spending quality time with his beloved. Even though it's activities like watching tv, cooking, or even doing chores, he appreciates all the little moments spent together with his lover.

Erwin would be so good at giving his lover words of affirmation! He loves singing praises of his lover, and he loves encouraging his lover with his words too.

M: Marriage

Erwin would look forward to married life so much. To him, it's more than being lawfully wedded under the law. Getting married means a commitment to spend their lives together, and a decision to be devoted to his lover for the rest of his life. It is also a promise to be by each other's side, supporting each other in everything in life.

Erwin would have an elaborate wedding proposal; he would enlist the help of his friends to make the occasion perfect. He would probably bring his lover to a place with sentimental value; like the place the went on their very first date.

N: Nicknames

Erwin would love nicknames such as 'sweetheart', 'dear', 'darling', and 'love'. They're simple, heartfelt, and not too cheesy as well.

Erwin would probably be embarrassed if you call him names with a slight tease, like 'babe', 'handsome', or 'hot stuff'.

Erwin probably got nasty nicknames in school because of his thick prominent eyebrows, but he definitely doesn't mind them. He even thinks they're funny (Mike called him Eyebrows, Levi called him Shitty Brows).

O: Outbursts

Erwin would be pretty well-natured and doesn't have much of a bad temper, but do not make him angry! He would flare up and shout at the top of his voice when he's angry, and his anger would last a long time as well.

Erwin also does not like to be challenged, therefore he does not appreciate being questioned about his choices and actions. He would be irritated if someone showed him any doubt towards his decisions and abilities.

P: Parenting style

Erwin would be the father who always tries to educate and be there for his children, just like how his father had been there for him when he was younger. Erwin would be the role model in his children's lives, showing them all the right examples and teaching them the right values and morals.

Erwin would also have his fair share of being a fun parent without forgetting about education. He loves bringing his children to the museum, science centre, planetarium etc for them to learn and expand their knowledge while also having fun.

Erwin wouldn't have preferences for a daughter or son as well, but I feel that he might be sliiiiiiightly biased to having an elder son and a younger daughter.

Q: Quirks

Erwin would unfortunately be a snorer, a very loud one too. He's constantly working and always busy, and he snores really loudly. Sometimes he even scares himself with how loud he sounds too.

I feel that Erwin would also tend to rub his eyes a lot too, because of how dry they always are. He knows it's a bad habit, but he can't help it. He carries eye drops around with him all the time.

For some reason I feel that Erwin prefers eating white meat opposed to red meat, so you'll see him enjoying chicken and fish more than others. However, he definitely wouldn't say no to a nice steak! Erwin's favourite fish is codfish, and he likes eating seafood like shrimps too.

R: Romance

Erwin is 10/10 a very romantic lover! He would remember the dates of anniversaries and birthdays at the tip of his finger, and he would plan for these celebrations way ahead too.

Erwin would pamper his lover just the way they love and want without asking for anything in return. He would be a very devoted and loving partner as well.

During sex, I feel that Erwin would pay a lot more attention on the foreplay and build up than the actual sex. He loves to pleasure and slowly prepare his partner, and he loves making his lover feel good as well. Erwin would prefer to be the dominant one in bed, but he wouldn't oppose to switching things up once in a while too.

S: Sweets

Erwin wouldn't enjoy sweet stuff too much, but he definitely enjoys eating baked goods like cupcakes, muffins, cookies, cakes, and doughnuts. Erwin loves taking his coffee black, and it goes well when he's eating a sweet treat as well.

He would probably avoid treats like caramel popcorn, candy floss, lollipops, hard candy, or anything that has too much sugar. Erwin would also dislike anything with whipped cream as well.

T: Television

Erwin probably doesn't watch much tv, but he enjoys watching shows like Breaking Bad, Prison Break, Sherlock, and The Crown. He would also enjoy shows that are educational, like the history channels and BBC.

Erwin would prefer DC to Marvel, and he probably has a secret collection of DVDs of DC movies that no one knows about.

U: Unwind

Erwin loves to read as a form of unwinding. Magazines, bibliographies, self-help books, fiction anything! Erwin also enjoys reading the newspaper, and prefers hard copies of them than digital copies.

He also likes exercising and sweating it out. Erwin prefers aerobic activities that gets his heart pumping, like running, swimming, and cycling. Erwin usually runs about 5km to 8km each time he's out for a run.

V: Vacation

I feel that Erwin would enjoy visiting somewhere warm and sunny even though he doesn't really like the heat. Erwin loves listening to the waves, and loves being near the sea too. He would enjoy visiting countries in South East Asia, such as the Philippines, Indonesia, Thailand, Malaysia, or Singapore.

Erwin probably grew up in the city, therefore he would love visiting countries that have a slower-paced of living as well. He would enjoy strolling around the city, visiting historical sites and learning about the country's history, study their architecture, and learn about the cultures of the people there.

W: Weather

Erwin loves the summer! He would enjoy getting a little tan, and he loves wearing thinner shirts during the hotter days as well. He does complain about the heat occasionally, but he loves the longer summer nights.

Erwin also likes it when its windy. He loves seeing the leaves sway with the breeze, and he loves the feeling of the wind through his hair as well.

X: XOXO

Kisses with Erwin are always deep and passionate. Erwin loves kissing his lover, and he always has to kiss his lover goodbye before leaving for work.

Erwin loves cupping his lover's cheeks with his hands while they kiss, and he definitely wouldn't object to a little more tongue too. However, he wouldn't be that affectionate in public!

Erwin's hugs are really warm and comforting given how big his build is. Erwin also loves enveloping his lover in a tight hug. Whenever his lover is in a bad mood, Erwin's hugs would definitely make everything better.

Y: Yearning

Erwin wouldn't be too affected if his lover had to leave him for a while, be it an overseas work trip, or a short getaway. Erwin would constantly be in contact with his lover, making sure they're having their meals and getting enough sleep. He would constantly send them messages, and video call each other every night too.

Erwin keeps the house neat and tidy during his lover's absence, and he would want them to returning to a clean and tidy home. Erwin would reach the airport early to wait for their return, and welcome them with a big hug.

Z: Zodiac

Erwin is born on 14 October, making him a Libra. Libras are known to be very charismatic individuals, and are always the spotlight in any occasion. Libra men are also extremely charming, and you would definitely find yourself become attracted to Erwin the first time you see him.

Libras, however, are rather vain, and pay a lot of attention to their appearance. Libras might also find it hard to settle down in a relationship, as they prefer to socialise and widen their circle.

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SHORTER VERSION! Here’s why I believe Mikasa is adopted, and EM are somewhat family members 

I hear EM can’t be siblings because of the ending and there’s no evidence to suggest they are. So, I'll give my reasons why I believe it’s not wrong to see them that way.  

1.) “Mikasa didn’t take the Yaeger’s surname, so she’s not adopted.” While that’s a good point, that doesn’t mean she’s not adopted. Mikasa can still be adopted by the Yaegers without taking their last name. In fact, adopted, foster, and stepchildren aren’t required to take their new guardian’s last name. It’s common for step, adopted, or foster kids to keep their last name. Even so, some would say Mikasa didn’t take their last name, so she’s not adopted. There are adopted fictional people that don’t take their family’s last name. If I recall, Dick Grayson (Robin from Batman) was adopted by Bruce Wayne, yet Bruce never made Robin change his name. JoJo Bizarre Universe: Dio Brando, adopted by the Joestars, kept his last original name.    

2.) “She doesn’t call Grisha and Carla her parents or ‘mom’ and ‘dad’.” Mikasa does call and refer to the Yaegers as her parents. “I lost my parents’ in Lost Girls; she’s talking about BOTH her parents and the Yaegers. Not only that, Mikasa looks at Carla as her mother, she literally calls Carla ‘her second mother’ in Short Stories: Mikasa’s Recipe. Let’s say she doesn’t, there are adopted kids that call their parents by their first or last name, probably because they’re either not comfortable with addressing them as ‘mom/dad’ yet or because they grew used to addressing them as something else. Doesn’t make them any less adopted. From what I recall, Mikasa knows Grisha before living with the Yaegers, so she’s already used to calling him by a different name. We also must remember that Mikasa’s parents were recently killed, so calling Grisha “dad” would probably be a big step for her at the moment. However, though she didn’t call Grisha ‘father’ and Carla ‘mother’, she still refers to them as her “家族” which means ‘family’. Lastly, Mikasa refers to Eren as her family too. In fact, they both call each other “家族” which means family in Japanese, most importantly intermediate family which is parents, children, and siblings. So, it still counts. 

3.) “She isn’t legally adopted.” That’s another good point, but still can be adopted. Grisha has taken custody of Mikasa and claims her as his child. Grisha notified the MPs on the kidnappers that killed Mikasa’s parents, kidnapped her, and attempted to sell her. So, the MPs knew that she was an orphan and informed Zackely of the incident. Why didn’t Grisha just let the MPs take Mikasa and put her in an orphanage and give her to another family? Here’s two possibilities, either the MPs told Grisha to take custody of the girl, or Grisha decides to take Mikasa in as his daughter since he knows her and her parents well. So, wouldn’t this mean the government knows she’s part of the Yaeger family? Wouldn’t this be legal adopting? The MPs did state that Mikasa was taken in by the Yaegers. To me, that seems they not only are aware of her living with them, you can say they also accepted this, otherwise as I’ve stated they would’ve taken her somewhere else when she was a child. Even if Grisha didn’t go through a legal process, it doesn’t change that she’s a part of the family or that she’s not their kid. AOT universe is vague on adoption & foster care system. We aren’t informed how their adoption system operates. All we know is picking up a child and raising the child is consider adopting in their world. I mean, I don’t think Kenny signed papers or informed the MPs that he’s taking Levi into his custody, yet it’s clear Kenny took a little ownership of Levi. Overall, we can only predict and connect the dots as we read through the story and observe their environment. 

4.) “She’s only been there for a year or two.” Grisha and Carla still took her as their own. Their intentions were not only to shelter and feed Mikasa, but to also raise her along with Eren. Mikasa could be with them for a year or a decade, it doesn’t change that Carla and Grisha still adopted her. Let’s say the walls weren’t breached, she would still be living under them as their daughter. Lastly, despite living with them for a brief time, Mikasa herself states she sees them as her second family, with Eren being the closest. So again, regardless of how long she was living under their roof, shorten time didn’t stop her from seeing them as her family, and the same goes for the Yaegers. 

5.) “It’s a mistranslation. 養子 means ‘adopt child’ while 引き取られる means ‘taken in’. They are not the same thing.” They’re right, it’s two different words. 養子 does mean “adopt child” and that isn’t in the guidebook. However、 “引き取られる” is still equivalent to adoption. 引 = Pull, 取 = take, れる = to be, られる is a passive verb that is done to someone or something. In other words, past tense.  取られる = taken.  

First definition: To take over; to take back; to collect; to claim  

The second definition: to take (a person or animal) charge of, to take custody of; to look after, to take care of; to ADOPT 

I asked a friend and other native speakers for better understanding, and this is what they said:   

''引き取られる'' is an 'action' being taken as to take care of, in this case to be a member of the family/ being adopted into a family. It is common to say ''引き取る'' (means ‘taken’) in Japanese, and it should include the meaning that the parents have the custody to protect and take care of the child. The parents have custody, rights and responsibility of the child. “イェーガー家(け)に引(ひ)き取(と)られた少女(しょうじょ)” or “イェーガー家に引き取られた少女” can also mean “the girl who was adopted by the Yeagers.” ‘Taken in’ isn’t wrong but neither is ‘adopt’. Japanese language tends to favor euphemisms, they continue to avoid the direct expression ‘adopt’ and use ‘take it’. This cultural preference for indirectness is known as "tatemae" in Japanese society. 

Lastly, “adopted daughter” is in the guidebook. Mikasa is called “養女” which means “adopted daughter”.   

“She’s not adopted. She’s fostered. Another family takes in the child because of a circumstance.” This would make sense too. “養” can also mean foster (which is also in the guidebook) however I think she’s adopted, not fostered. Mikasa isn’t living with the Yaegers temporally, and the government isn’t assisting Mikasa. It’s implied (in Carla’s dream) she lived with the Yaegers permanently until she’s an adult and moved out. Foster is temporary care and doesn’t have parental rights or custody over the child. It’s an alternative but temporary solution from the government until they allow the kid to return home, or they find a suitable home for the child. Adoption is permanent and does have all rights and custody to the child. The government no longer assists them. The money the parents use is their own. The Yaegers had custody over Mikasa financially, educationally, and medically (a foster parent wouldn’t have that right). To the last point, these issues aren’t exclusive for foster only. An adopted child can lose their parents and be adopted by another family. I know a few kids who are in Mikasa’s shoes. They're still considered adopted, kept their last names, and refer to their parents by first or last name (they sometimes call them father/mother). As mentioned, the Yaegers claimed the girl as their own child. So, I think ‘adopted daughter” is more fitting. 

“But that’s not what the original text said, so it doesn’t count.” Just because the translation isn’t the exact wording, doesn’t mean the elucidation isn’t the same. Words and phrases don’t have to have a single meaning and two different words or phrases can mean the same thing. “Taken in” is a synonym for adopt. In the English thesaurus, ‘taken in’ or ‘take in’ is one of the synonyms for ‘adopt’.  To add, Japan usually say ''引き取る'' instead of ‘養’. This is what I learned from with most native Japanese when I took classes and spoke with them. 

So, the guidebook isn’t mistranslating the original text. It’s rewording the text to make it easier to understand. When it comes to translation, the original text will sound ‘unnatural’ to the reader. That’s translators reworded the text readers can understand better. It’s not always a mistranslation.  

6.) “The guidebook is outdated. It’s not a source so you can’t use it. Isayama didn’t write the guidebook.” Just because the guidebooks are for certain seasons, doesn’t mean that it’s not usable. Sure, the guidebook can update what’s going on, but doesn’t mean the old one is useless. The newer guidebook doesn’t replace or erase the old one. (same with interviews). I know the first guidebook had some errors in there, but it doesn’t mean the entire thing is unreliable. In addition, AOT made another guidebook within 2017/2018, that includes season 3, and it still says the SAME THING that Mikasa was adopted by the Yaegers. Surely, they could’ve changed it, but they didn’t because it’s not misleading. If I recall, Isayama didn’t write the zombie comic, didn’t draw AOT x Marvel cover, write Spoof on Titan books, Attack on Titan: Junior High mini-series, Attack on Titan: Short Stories, EM RomCom, and more, yet people not only use these references (except AOT x Marvel), but they too accept them as canon. So even if Yams didn’t write the guidebook, it doesn’t mean he didn’t approve of them either. He knows they exist. He doesn’t seem bothered by the guidebooks, so why should we? 

7.) “Eren isn’t listed as ‘brother’ or ‘son’ in the guidebook because they forgot to add it. It doesn’t say ‘adopted sister’ near Mikasa’s name.”

So, let’s start off with the first point. No, it’s not an error. Notice how Connie Springer also doesn’t have ‘son’ or ‘brother’ under his name in his family tree bio? Same with Sasha Blouse, she doesn’t have ‘daughter’ underneath her name. Mikasa doesn’t have ‘daughter’ under her name in her family tree either. Does that mean Connie isn’t part of the family, Sasha doesn’t have a father, and Mikasa has no family either? Obviously, that’s wrong.   

The reason Eren doesn’t have ‘son’ or ‘brother’ under his name is because the tree displays Eren’s relationship with them. Purpose: What is Carla, Grisha, and Mikasa to Eren? NOT what’s Eren’s ROLE in the family. Same with Connie, Sasha, and Mikasa. It’s what are the others to this character, not what is the character’s role in the family. What is Carla to Eren? His mother. What is Grisha to Eren? His father. What is Mikasa to Eren? His adopted sister. What would Eren be to himself? His own son? No, and he can’t be his own brother either. Same with Connie, Sasha, and Mikasa. The woman to Connie is his mother, and other people in his family tree are his siblings. The man in Sasha’s family tree is her father. Now with Mikasa, what are Kimi and her husband to Mikasa? Her biological parents. What are the Yaegers to Mikasa? Her new adopted family. 

Second point, ‘adoptive daughter’ is in the guidebook. I wanted to check myself, so I purchased the Japanese guidebook, and ‘adoptive daughter’ or “養女” is in there. But let’s say it wasn’t, you do realize that would mean Mikasa would be Eren’s biological sister, right? That’s why the editors clarified her position otherwise the guidebook would be saying Mikasa is Eren’s full-blood sister. 

8.) “Eren said ‘I’m not your little brother!’ Eren doesn’t consider Mikasa as his sister. No character address them as siblings.” Yes, Eren did say that, however, he said a lot more than that. Eren also said “I’m not your kid!” along with “I’m not some snot nose little toddler!” Despite saying that he still considers Mikasa as his family. It’s questionable that these extensions are cut out because they’re important to what he’s conveying. The point of those references isn’t Eren saying he doesn’t consider Mikasa as part of his family. Of course, he sees Mikasa as his family. He doesn’t consider her as an authority figure to obey and follow. Her being older than him doesn’t mean he’s too weak to defend himself. That’s the entire purpose of him saying those lines. Mikasa always intervenes in Eren’s business or problems because she sees him as weaker. She treats Eren like she’s his parent, an overprotective sibling, and becomes too controlling. Eren expresses that he doesn’t like being treated like a kid, a snot-nosed toddler, and like he can’t defend or take care of himself. He doesn’t like being pampered and treated as a little brother that’s helpless, especially with Mikasa being a month older than him. That’s why “little”, “kid”, and “toddler” are used to emphasize Eren’s dislike for being treated like subordinate, because that’s how Eren feels Mikasa is treating him as. I understand Eren’s frustration because I went through this same experience. My younger siblings say the same thing to me, and I say it to my older siblings too. We hate them getting involved with our problems because we want to feel grown and independent enough to take care of our issues. Heck, some kids ‘disown’ their parents to feel independent as well. So, by showing independence, we disown any title that refers to us as “little” or ‘younger’. Of course, not all siblings act this way.   

Grisha says plain and clear “my wife, my son, and my daughter.” and "My family” which includes Mikasa. Grisha calls Mikasa his daughter twice. 

Kimi, Mikasa’s mother, even says EM looks like siblings. Why? Because they act exactly just that: siblings. 

In Spoof on Titan, Grisha, Carla, and Eren accept Mikasa into their family and make her a part of it. Chapter is called “Warmth of Family.” Carla says, “You’re part of the family now.” and “We’re family now.” to Mikasa. 

In the same book, Chapter 17: “The Matrimony Misunderstanding” Eren introduces Mikasa to Armin, stating “It’s complicated but Mikasa and I are a family now.” Armin mistakes this as the two being a wedded couple when Eren is talking about Mikasa being a family member / his adoptive sister. 

In addition, in the first chapter of AOT, when Eren and Mikasa saved Armin from bullies, Eren confronts Mikasa with “That reminds me, thanks for ratting me out to mom and dad.” or “Which reminds me, what possesses you to tell our parents?” 

Lastly, there was a scene in season 3, where Eren just found out he ate his father. Mikasa tries to distract Eren by having him finish his meal. Eren recalls Mikasa and Grisha’s relationship briefly. This symbolizes how Mikasa is close to Grisha and how the death of Grisha affects her too. Why would it affect her? Because Mikasa considered the Yaegers as her second parents, and Eren considers that. 

“In-laws can see each other as family too.” That is true. Even so, Eren and Mikasa weren’t a couple at the time, let alone married. Grisha and Carla never considered the two being wedded. Why would they see Eren and Mikasa as in-laws when they’re just children at the time? 

9.) “Eren asks Mikasa ‘What am I to you?’ He wants a romantic confession from Mikasa.” Eren asks Mikasa this question to see if the future can change. He wants the memories he received to be proven wrong because if Mikasa’s answer doesn’t align with the one he received, that’s a good sign the future isn’t set in stone. The rumbling can be avoided, which is what Eren hoped for. He’s not thinking about romance or her feelings. Not here, at least because that would be too inappropriate.  

And to answer Mikasa saying “You’re family.”, yes, I’m aware Mikasa isn’t being completely honest, however that doesn’t mean she’s not correct. She most certainly didn’t say “Not family”. Mikasa could have answered with “a friend.” or “you’re precious to me”. It would’ve made more sense and Mikasa is still stating she doesn’t view Eren as family. So Mikasa lying doesn’t make her statement false. If anything, it further highlights that she is falling for him despite them being siblings/family. 

10.) “Isayama states that they’re not biological siblings.  And Yams refer to them as ‘childhood friends’. Eren’s Japanese VA sees EM as a couple.”  I’ve seen countless shippers use that GIF and still do. 1.)  That gif is not real. Isayama never stated Mikasa isn’t Eren’s biological sibling. Someone made that GIF. 2.) Let's say he did, that’s not what’s being discussed. Of course, Mikasa isn’t Eren’s biological sibling. Everyone accepts and knows that. The discourse is about “Is she Eren’s adopted sibling?”  Seeing all this evidence, I believe so. She’s his adopted or foster sibling (I choose adopted). Also, if I recall, Isayama also said Eren sees Mikasa as a mother figure. 

“For Eren, rather than a lover, Mikasa’s presence is more like a mother to him. The love towards a mother is considered valuable [precious], however at the same time, there are annoying parts as well [laugh], just like towards one’s actual mother, Eren will start to grow up when he becomes independent [moves away/not dependent on] from Mikasa, I might draw this scene one day”    

Even though it’s in a figurative manner, it’s still stating that Eren sees Mikasa in a familiar way. In addition, Yams didn’t say Eren will change his view on Mikasa. He says that he’ll grow apart as in a child being on their own, which means Eren won’t be around Mikasa in the future chapters, he’ll be on his own. This doesn’t mean he won’t view Mikasa as motherly or a family member anymore, but that he’s becoming independent. 

Isayama stated that he isn’t a fan of “childhood friends to lovers” trope because he treats childhood friends as siblings. I use this because I also see stans saying Yams never planned them as siblings which isn’t true. 

Isayama also states EMA have a bond of family or siblings. 2nd guidebook 2017/2018 version

As for the voice actors, allow me to introduce the English VAs. Titana, Mikasa’s English VA, said her and Bryce, Eren’s English voice actor, didn’t ship EM because they saw the two as siblings, along with shipping another ship. Do they count as well? *links video* Overall, VA’s are allowed to have their opinions too on the characters and their relationships. So, I don’t think it matters if VAs ship these two or not.  (I’ll link video down below).

Last but not least  

11.) “No one has ever mentioned Mikasa and Eren as siblings! Carla sees Mikasa and Eren as a couple in AOT: short stories.” First, I know some people say short stories aren’t canon and are just fanon things. Isayama didn’t take part in these series, so they disregard the mini books. Now, I would agree. This isn’t entirely canon because Yams didn’t take part in it. The only reason I bring Shortstories up is because these stans say it’s canon. They use SS book 1: Carla’s dream to prove EM is a couple. When the professional translators translated the story, it calls Grisha a ‘father of two’ and Carla calls both Eren and Mikasa her children. However, these stans claim the translation is wrong because it’s not word for word. They even went as far as to insult the translators and act like they're better than them at their job. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying they’re perfect or haven’t made any errors. “Father of two” isn’t in there but “meek/gentle father” is the correct one. However, these stans aren’t correct either, at least for the Carla part. 

Let’s get this out of the way. Carla DID NOT see Eren and Mikasa as a couple. She saw Eren and Mikasa as children SHE RAISED, which says in both Japanese and English version. She saw them as her children she took care of. 

Book Two: Chapter 16: Eren’s story. Eren shares a story with Levi’s squad to gain their trust. He talks about his past life. His father being a doctor, and their family didn’t face a finical issue. Even when adopting Mikasa, they were fine. One of the soldiers asked Eren about Mikasa, recalling her giving Levi a dark look because he kicked Eren in the face. Eren confirms that Mikasa is his family, and she lost both of her families (biological parents and their parents) which explains why Mikasa is very protective over Eren (cause she’s his last). “Then he says he lost his happy family.” Then he talks about him, Mikasa, and Armin (who he calls childhood friend instead of Mikasa). 

Book Three: Chapter 23: Mikasa’s recipe: Mikasa not only looked at Carla as her second mother, but she’s literally called ‘her second mother.’   

Book Four: last chapter: First Wings: Eren’s story. Summary: Eren, Armin, and Mikasa found an injured bird and took it to Grisha to look at. Grisha helps the bird and Eren gets to release the bird.   

1.) Grisha literally says “ミカサ, は母さんに頼んで、瓶に湯を入れたものを布に包ん で持ってきてくれ.” or “Mikasa, please go ask your mother to bring a bottle of hot water wrapped in clothe.” Grisha is not talking about Kimi because Mikasa’s parents are already dead. He’s talking about Carla.   

2.) Last part of the story, Eren, Mikasa, and Armin are resting after a long day. Grisha and Hannes are talking about the children. Grisha says 「いいんだ。 息子が自由を望み、娘や幼馴染がそれを支える 優しさと強さを持つことがわかったから」 or “That’s okay. I realized my son desires freedom and that my daughter, and his childhood friend have the kindness and strength to help him.” I repeat “my son and my daughter!” MY DAUGHTER (娘). He even calls Armin Eren’s childhood friend (幼馴染 ) instead of Mikasa. He’s not ‘in a rush’. He’s casually speaking. This is the second time Grisha calls Mikasa his daughter.   

Which brings me back to book 1, Carla’s dream. While ‘father of two’ isn’t the original text, the statement isn’t wrong. Grisha is a father of two (really three). Lastly, Carla statement is correct too. She does say “my children’ instead of ‘the children’ because she has two children.   

I’ll post the full translations and how I got them. I have friends who’s native Japanese and they helped me translate them. I also went to a few other native Japanese people to get their POV. 

Conclusions:   

These are my reasons why I believe Mikasa is very well adopted by the Yaegers. She not only sees Grisha and Carla as her second family and second parents, with Carla and Grisha reciprocating, but she also views Eren as her family too despite having feelings for him. Eren too sees Mikasa as family and a close friend, nothing more or less. Sure, Eren was annoyed with Mikasa and pretty hurtful to her, but he still considers her as close family. 

I’m not against EM as far as shipping, nor do I care if others ship them or don’t find them to be siblings. I just don’t like how some of these stans say ‘there’s no evidence’ to support the idea of them being siblings or family coded. That they were ‘always’ friends/lovers. I also don’t like how certain stans insult Japanese fans who confirms the book translations are correct, or acting like they’re better than the professional translators. Sure, translators aren’t always correct, but they still know what they’re doing. I don’t like misinformation being spread and just want honesty. It’s not incorrect to say these two are family members or somewhat. It doesn’t make you a ‘hater’ either. I just want to clear up some translations, along with sharing my perspective of the matter.  

I’ll link to the LONGER version of this, so everyone can have a better understanding. It’s twice as long, so you’ve been warned.  

Thank you for listening and have a great day. Good luck with the upcoming season finale.  

Titanblade  

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Billy Bragg Changed My Life.

My dear friend! I can't even begin to express how stoked I am that you liked "Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards." Here are a few of my absolute favorites from this most wonderful of songwriters, from across a few of his albums.

To Have And Have Not: Way back in the 90s, I got Joel (from Plow) into Operation Ivy. As a thanks, he says, he made me a mixtape of Billy. I lost that tape when someone broke into my Jetta outside Jen's apartment, but not before almost wearing it out to the point where Bill had already morphed my musical DNA. This was the first song on that tape. In it, you get a little bit of so much that I've come to associate with Bill: workers' rights, class struggles, clever wordplay...and that voice, accompanied by that single guitar. I said he was my cello yesterday, which might not have made sense...apparently, cellos resonate so much with folks because their frequency is closest to the human voice. I think Bill's voice is closest in frequency to whatever frequency my heart sings at.

She's Got a New Spell: "She's gone to let the cat in, the next thing I know she's mumbling in Latin, and she pulled the stars down from the sky and baked them in a pie." C'mon, Bill...that's not fair to the rest of us trying to write. :)

Strange Things Happen: Oh, this one...I'm 90% sure I play guitar like I do because of this one track.

Like Soldiers Do: "Blue eyes fighting the grey eyes fighting the tears." I can't even type those lyrics without tearing up. When Bill was in the army, Bob Marley died, and when he found out, he wept while in formation. Apparently, his DI gave him a bunch of crap about it, which, maybe, is where the impetus for this song came from. it's one of his most beautiful, especially the fucking harmonies at the end after the repeated chorus line, raised in register, that finishes me off, every time.

The Saturday Boy: "In the end it took me a dictionary to find out the meaning of unrequited." Jesus, Bill...give us a chance over here!

Levi Stubbs' Tears: One from his "Difficult Third Album". Sad as fuck, but also simply beautiful.

Lovers' Town Revisited: I can't seem to find the original "Lovers' Town" on Spotify, but I do have a recording of from his Peel Sessions (lemme know if this works, if you'd like another treasure trove of his songs). This is a gorgeous follow-up, if you can call it that (it's really a totally different song). "Sometimes it makes me stop and think and sometimes it makes me turn away." Yup.

Waiting for the Great Leap Forward: Jesus, this one. I'm so glad you liked it! This one taught me in so many ways, and continues to do so to this day. "You can be active with the activists, or sleep in with the sleepers" encapsulates so much of what I do and why, while "in a perfect world we'd all sing in tune, but this is reality, give me room" is permission to belt it out like I do. :) And the live version from this bootleg has about 2/3 alternate lyrics (as he often does at shows) which is why I sent it to you after watching Oppenheimer yesterday.

A New England: If I had to guess, I'd say this is his most famous song. It's so perfect, in every way. "Though I put you on a pedestal, they put you on the pill." Chills. He sang a version of this with Kristy MacColl waaaaay back in the day, too, which was incredible. I thought of the "I saw two shooting stars last night" line when we were down in Summer Lake. :)

There is Power in a Union: I used to play this with a guy named James Stedman at COCC whenever we were together and both had our guitars, which was, predictably, not as often as I would have liked. One of those memories I'm glad we shared when we did, as he was killed in a car crash a few years back. I'll never forget how big he smiled when we would do this. <3

Help Save the Youth of America: Of all the incredible lines in this amazing song, I think "The incident at Chernobyl proves that the world we live in is very small" is my favorite. There's a reason I always write him in for local government positions.

Tank Park Salute: Speaking of sleepers, this one took a few years to grow on me. Then, I found out it was about his dad. <3 I had inadvertently aped the lyrical feel of these verses in my own songs about Max and, reading Billy's lyrics now, I well up, both in my heart and with my eyes. Fuck, I love this guy.

I Dreamt I Saw Phil Ochs Last Night: Absolutely haunting. A play on "I Dreamt I saw Joe Hill Last Night." Aside: Phil Ochs is one of only three artist I have in my vinyl collection that starts with "O" (alongside The Outfield - which I hope you love! - and Operation Ivy - which I think you already do)

You Woke Up My Neighbourhood: Oh, this one. Sometimes, he uses a band - perfectly. Again, the "beneath the Seven Sister stars" ran through my mind when I saw the Pleiades in Summer Lake. Billy's never far in my heart and mind. <3 Listen for Michael Stipe!

The World Turned Upside Down: A very old poem that Billy made his own. The words are painted on the restroom at Peoples' Park in Berkley, which gives me great joy.

There Will Be A Reckoning: The only song in this list from after 2000. :) Here's him doing a soundcheck of it at the Tower in 2010 right before I got to see him the second time. It was election night, and he came onto stage with a little tee shirt that had a 45 adapter on it, and a cup of tea. I melted. And then he said, "No matter what happens out there, you're safe in here." Then I laughed. And cried. For two hours. <3

Upfield: "New England" might be his most well-known song, but I think this one encapsulates his life's work the best. Bill taught me what socialism actually was through this lovely, lovely tune. And the line "I've got socialism of the heart" has guided me in ways innumerate, and will, forever.

Thanks, Bill. For everything.

And thank you , LILI BOWERS! I hope you enjoy him, too.

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We are in the 7th Month of Elohim, Shams of God, the RIGHTEOUS We are in the 7th Month of Elohim, Shams of God, the RIGHTEOUS JUDGEMENT ending with Atomic War. https://youtu.be/F_jcIsjgpqE We are in the Last Prophecy dictated in Matt 13v24 to 30. When the End of the Age - KALYUG - comes, I will bundle up the Tares unfaithful to Abraham and Yahweh for the Final Burning in Israel, the demonstration Nation of the world. Here is my related video on this topic. The Judgement is in the Hand of our Supernatural Father of our supernatural souls and we can guess. The Atomic War could take place within the month from 14/11/2023 to 14/12/2023. Our Father knows BEST. 14 Nov 2023 Israel might attack Iran and that would spark the Atomic War within a month of the attack https://youtu.be/mQMfRcvWl7U Predictions based upon the Chosen People of Yahweh. Matt 13v24-30 is getting fulfilled. Tares would be burnt. https://youtu.be/xCP4_8JQ2ws PREDICTION BASED UPON THE "CHOSEN PEOPLE" OF THE DEMIURGE YAHWEH, BRAHMA, KHUDA, ETC. I am a retired university lecturer in Metallurgy hailing from Punjab, India where the Second Coming of Christ = Satguru Jesus in the name of Christ = Satguru Nanak Dev Ji took place in 1469 among the most greedy and Satanic people of the Khatri tribe. Through five more Lights, He Preached the Gospel to perfection for over 150 years still the Darkness could not be comprehended. Thus, Four more Lights, the Royal Kings came to protect the Sikhism and promoted the rule of righteousness. The greediest Kings and Emperors of Darkness still carried on with their Sat+++++anic activities as Mullahs in the Mosques. The New Testament has good information on what is going on. In fact, Matt 13v24-30 is getting fulfilled and the Tares, the Jews, Muslims, etc. outwardly are getting bundled up in Israel for the Final Burning through Atomic Bombs.   Now, these University Theologians are dead in letters of the holy Books totally incapable of understanding the Parable puzzles that only you learn through “intuition” by His grace only that the illiterate Shepherds and farmers were able to do as God is inside them and taught them which the greedy Temple (Winepress coining the moral laws) Priests (Husbandmen) loving Mammon more than God could not understand. That is why Jesus didn’t throw Pearls before swine in Jerusalem as the two men in the Genersate were doing and ended locked up in the silence of the graveyard so that no one should listen to them as the Oxford University Professors of Theology are doing to me. Cutting the matter short, the Atomic War is expected to take place soon after 14/11/2023. This is how, I have calculated it:- Israel was established on 14/05/1948. Add to it 70 years of full protection. On 14/05/2018, Israel was 70 years old and Donald Trump declared Jerusalem to be the Captital of Israel and had moved his Embassy in Jerusalem. Now, there were Five years of grace of heart in the name of Christ Jesus which ended on 14/05/2023 and Israel declared that the whole Jerusalem belongs to Israel. This has boiled up the situation and the Mohammedan Hamas, Fateh, etc. have reacted against this announcement. The sons of the most high Satan Al-Djmar Al-Aksa, super bastard religious fanatic devils – John 8v44 – Jews and Muslims outwardly have become the staunch enemies of each other. Neither the Jews nor the Hamas and the Fatah can build their covenants with Abraham of the Semitic Race. St. Paul has stressed many things such as a Jew is one who is “inwardly – spiritual” never born and never died and not outwardly or the tribal self Juda, Levi, Benjamin, etc. that are born and will die led by the their blind guides, the Rabbis. In India, three Satanic Lalas Lala M.K. Gandhi, a Bania, Lala Tara Singh, a Malhotra Khatri and Lala Mohd. Ali Jinnah, a Babla Bhatia did the same sectarian riots with full collusion of the British hypocrites. So, here are my calculations:- Israel was established on 14/05/1948 + 70 years of the Full Protection till 14/05/2018 when Donald Trump declared that Jerusalem is the Capital of Israel. Then, the Five are the temptations of heart well known in India; they are KAAM =immorality, KARODHH = Anger, LOBHH = greed, MOH = worldly attractions and finally HANKAAR = Proud of the Book knowledge. This grace of our Supernatural Father Elohim = Allah = Parbrahm, etc. takes us to 14/05/2023. People who are going to perish are the creation of Yahweh governed by the Seven Candled Menorah. So, let us give Six months of grace to Yahweh and that would take us to 14/11/2023. Next Seventh Month is of the Middle Candle of Menorah called “Shams”, Sun, the primary Source of Light. So, the Seventh Month is in the hand of Elohim, who is the overall Father of Creation as supernatural “soul” is all living things. King David said, “My lord Yahweh said to the Lord of Sabbath, the Middle Candle of the Menorah Shams as Jesus too declared that He is the Lord of Sabbath”. Only He knows which Day of the Month, the Atomic War would take place. Thus, men taught by men the dead Scriptur JUDGEMENT...

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Today's review might be difficult for some; reader discretion is advised

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Chapter 26

A Conduit is a vessel used to protect and route a substance into another vessel.

Thank you dictionary.com

“Some of you work in the gardens and manna fields. Some of you make our clothes and clean our cities.”

I’m sorry, but can you imagine that you die and go to what’s basically heaven. And they ask you to toil in the gardens, to be a seamstress, or to be a janitor for all time? 

There’s literally nothing wrong with any of these professions. Especially if you enjoy doing the work.

But like, imagine being promised eternal paradise, and your heavenly job is “farmer”. 

Then I loved and trusted Kayla, and she does this. 

“How?” I croak. 

She bows her head, radiating shame. “I’m sorry, Ten. I am. But I love him.”

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but a person who convinces you to betray everything that you love and stand for doesn’t actually love you in return. They’re literally using you, and will discard you the NANOSECOND you stop being useful to them. 

“You want peace, Ten,” Kayla continues, desperate to make me understand. “This is how we get it.”

Touche. 

“Ten is right. At some point, we are going to kill her. But don’t worry, baby. You won’t be around to see it.” He aims and fires, a bullet nailing her between the eyes. 

“No!” I jump up. In that moment, I don’t care what she’s done or how terribly she’s hurt me. I only want her to be okay. I hurry to her side—or try to. 

Victor fires at my feet, stopping me in my tracks. “Stay where you are.”

 “How could you hurt her?” I grate. 

“Easily. She served her purpose. Now toss the swords in my direction.”

It didn’t even last an entire fucking page. JFC. 

Now! Heart hammering, I dive for the Light.

Chapter 26 summary: As Ten runs into Troika, she finds destruction, fire, and panic. A few people who are fleeing the area manage to say that a bomb went off. Ten thinks of Jeremy, and runs to where Levi lives to get him. As she goes, she helps a few people here and there, and tells people not to give into the darkness. She also fights off and kills two random traitors, neither of whom are named. 

She finds Levi’s place in ruin, but Kayla tells her that she knows where Jeremy is. When they get to the other building, it has a sense of Wrongness about it, and Ten tries to tell Kayla to stop. Surprise! The girl who was in tears earlier about wanting to sleep with Victor or not has been turned to evil. She tells Ten that this is the way to stop the war, even if it means that a few innocent people here and there have to die. 

Exactly as I had predicted, Victor kills Kayla because she wasn’t useful to him anymore. He orders Ten to throw her weapons down, and asks why he hasn’t killed her yet. Because he can use her as a bargaining chip to convince Firstking and Secondking to step down. 

She uses her pendant to summon Killian, who shows up at the end of the chapter. 

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Expend4bles Review: An Explosive Yet Heavily Flawed Sequel

Director Scott Waugh's Expend4bles, the fourth installment in the action-packed Expendables franchise, reunites an ensemble cast of action heroes from yesteryears with a few new faces. While it delivers its fair share of high-octane thrills and nostalgic moments, the film ultimately falls short of recapturing the magic that made the earlier entries in the series so beloved. It's also the kind of movie that makes you can't help but wonder why it was necessary. Did anybody out there actually desperately want a fourth Expendables movie? It's heavily unlikely, much like how it's heavily unlikely that most moviegoers will be entertained by this film. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DhlaBO-SwVE The plot follows the aging mercenaries of The Expendables as they embark on a mission to Libya to prevent a rogue mercenary named Rahmat from obtaining nuclear warheads. This mission takes them on a globe-trotting adventure filled with explosive set pieces and betrayals, culminating in a showdown that could ignite World War III. The premise holds some potential to be fair, but the execution leaves much to be desired. The Good:   One of the film's strengths is its cast, which includes action icons like Jason Statham, Sylvester Stallone, Dolph Lundgren, and Randy Couture reprising their roles. Their chemistry and camaraderie, built over the previous films, shine through in their interactions. However, the addition of Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson, Megan Fox, Tony Jaa, Iko Uwais, Jacob Scipio, Levy Tran, and Andy García brings a mixed bag of performances. While some newcomers add depth and energy to the ensemble, others feel underutilized and fail to make a lasting impression. The opening sequence sets the tone for the film's action. It's a spectacle of destruction and chaos, showcasing the team's combat skills and their resilience in the face of overwhelming odds. Yet, this exhilarating start is undercut by an unexpected twist, which while unexpected, leaves a sense of emptiness. Of course, I won't be getting into what happens here for spoiler reasons, but it will surely make a lot of viewers scratch their heads in utter bewilderment. It's the kind of twist that feels like it only happened for shock value rather than for the purpose of telling a strong story. Yes, nobody goes to an Expendables movie for its storytelling, but there should still be some sense of competence on display. The Bad: The narrative stumbles further as the film introduces Gina, Barney's former lover, played by Megan Fox, and Lash, portrayed by Levy Tran, into the team. While the idea of female operatives joining The Expendables is commendable, the execution feels forced and fails to fully integrate them into the team dynamics. Ocelot's crazy villainous plan is a familiar action movie trope, and Expend4bles does little to offer a fresh take on it. The climax is a mishmash of gunfire, explosions, and hand-to-hand combat, which, while entertaining, lacks the creativity and finesse seen in previous films. The action sequences, though well-choreographed, often feel repetitive and uninspired. Also, the ending's twist, while intended to be a triumphant moment, comes across as somewhat predictable and clichéd. Overall: Expend4bles attempts to recapture the magic of its predecessors but ultimately falls short due to a convoluted plot, underdeveloped characters, and uninspired action sequences. While it offers some nostalgic moments and entertaining moments, it lacks the heart and coherence that made the earlier films in the franchise so memorable. Fans of the series may find enough to enjoy, but newcomers are likely to be left wanting more. At the end of the day, it's yet another Expendables movie. Let's just hope that they finally decide to bury the hatchet here, because this fourth film is definitely a reminder of why the franchise was dead for many, many years. Read the full article

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Financial Year - Its Significance For a Nation

A nation's fiscal or financial year is a crucial part of the economic cycle. It defines the annual period of time in which the government collects and spends money. It is a key indicator of a country's economic health. The fiscal year enables governments to plan their budget and set their spending priorities. They ensure that they are able to meet their financial goals. This article will take an in-depth look at the fiscal year and its impact on nations. We provide valuable insights into the full scope of the global economic situation. We will explore how the fiscal year affects the GDP of nations. Also, we discuss the potential implications of the financial cycle. With the help of this analysis, readers will gain a better understanding of the significance of the fiscal year. In summary, a financial year is a period of time for financial reporting, budgeting, and accounting. It is not always aligned with the calendar year. Importance of Financial Year A financial year, also known as a fiscal year, is a 12-month period. Companies and governments use the period for financial reporting and budgeting. During this time companies conduct their financial reporting, external audits, and file their tax returns. A fiscal year can start on January 1 and end on December 31. But not all fiscal years correspond with the calendar year.  For example, universities often begin and end their fiscal years according to the school year. Some businesses choose a fiscal year that aligns better with their revenue and expenses. The dates of a fiscal year correspond to the business's activities, revenue cycle, and tax reporting requirements. Fiscal years are named using the year when the period ends. For instance, a fiscal year that runs from April 1, 2023, to March 31, 2024, is called FY2023-24. 1. Introduction Nations must understand the importance of the fiscal year to attain fiscal stability. A 12-month period measure and report economic performance, the fiscal year is now a critical tool for predicting economic developments. With the rise of global trade and investment, it is more crucial than ever that governments accurately forecast the fiscal year. Familiarizing themselves with its core components enables governments to plan and adjust to economic shifts. The fiscal year has profound implications for nations. Use of Financial Year A fiscal year may be different from a calendar year. Many countries have adopted a standard fiscal year that runs from January 1 to December 31. The others prefer to count it from July 1st to 30th of June.  Here are some key points about financial years: - Used in government accounting: A fiscal year is a period for government accounting for budget purposes and varies between countries. - Used for financial reporting: A fiscal year is also used for financial reporting by businesses and other organizations. - Not always aligned with calendar year: Not all fiscal years correspond with the calendar year. - Different fiscal years for different organizations: Companies may choose to report their financial information on a non-calendar fiscal year. That can base on the specific nature and revenue cycle of their business. - Duration: A fiscal year must be a yearlong period. In most cases, this means a period of 12 months. But it can also be measured in whole weeks, such that it is either 52 or 53 weeks long. - Used for taxation: Taxation laws generally require accounting records to be maintained and taxes calculated on an annual basis. It usually corresponds to the fiscal year used for government purposes. - Used for government fees: Many annual government fees, such as council tax and license fees, are also levied on a fiscal year basis. In summary, a financial year is a period of time lasting one year. This period reflects financial reporting, budgeting, and accounting purposes. 2. History Nations' fiscal years are more complex than one might think. While some countries' fiscal years align with the calendar year, many don't. For instance, the U.S. fiscal year begins on October 1st, while the U.K.'s runs from April 6th to April 5th the following year. Gaining an understanding of a nation's fiscal year is now essential. The economic conditions of countries are more interlinked than ever, so it's essential to comprehend the fiscal year to see global economic trends. 'Understanding Fiscal Year for Nations' should be at the heart of any financial analysis. 3. Benefits The fiscal year brings numerous advantages for nations, both anticipated and unexpected. On the expected side, nations prioritize spending and resources when starting a new fiscal year, ensuring essential areas get the attention they need. Surprisingly, research has shown the fiscal year also has an effect on consumer spending, estimated to increase up to 3.4%. This unanticipated fiscal year benefit helps to create stability and growth in the economy. Such unexpected benefits make the fiscal year a critical part of the fiscal landscape, not to be overlooked. 4. Challenges Balancing a nation's fiscal year budget requires careful consideration. Economic cycles significantly influence a nation's success or failure to reach its fiscal goals. To limit the risk of economic decline and lay the groundwork for future growth, governments must create and execute successful fiscal year strategies. These strategies provide the necessary foundation for stability and prosperity. 5. Examples Nations around the world have different fiscal years, but what's the significance of this for each nation? In the US, the fiscal year runs from October 1 to September 30, allowing the government to plan ahead and allocate funds for the upcoming year. In India and Pakistan however, it starts on July 1st and ends on June 30th of the following year. The financial year helps them plan for taxes and long-term economic stability. Comprehending the fiscal year's significance for nations helps to understand their financial strategies and how they affect their overall economic strategies. Exploring 'Fiscal Year Significance Nations' is essential. 6. Conclusion The fiscal year affects the economic trends of nations. Our analysis reveals insights that investors and policymakers must know. To stay ahead, it's essential to stay aware of the fiscal year trends of nations. This helps us better understand the global economy. 7. Impact As nations strive to stay afloat amid economic turbulence, understanding the impact of fiscal year expenses is increasingly important. A nation's fiscal year - the period for its annual budget - can affect performance significantly. So, nations are carefully monitoring their financial activities to spot potential areas of improvement. Their fiscal year expenditures reveal their economic health and influence financial stability. Tracking these expenses can help us understand how nations manage their finances and what financial conditions they face. From there, we can take the necessary steps to ensure long-term financial sustainability. In Summary The financial year is a 12-month period, usually beginning on April 1st and ending on March 31st of the following year. 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The first time Jenna was asked about the baby’s name she said that Val chose it and that they were set. The last time she was asked she said that she is waiting for him to be born to give the final decision. So what do you think they will end up doing: the first name that the originally chose or another name? And we should also give our final name predictions 😂. I am going with Eli

Eli is def a possibility, no idea if that was there first choice but yeah maybe they changed their mind later, who knows

My prediction is Levy (I will say why if I end up being right lol)

#anon #replies

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Escape VIII

The Storm

Levi Ackerman / Fem Reader

Mermaid AU

Escape Masterlist Link

Chapter Warnings: Angst followed by fluff, sex mention

Word Count: 6k

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39039084/chapters/97920930#workskin

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Hopping over the rough barricade and turning the corner, you hear him chirp in greeting before you even catch sight of him. The weather is cooler, the breeze already chilly with a hint of the end of summer. An end of the warm sunny days that seem both too long and not long enough. The thought only makes you feel worse. 

 “You're late,” he calls, ears flapping curiously as he turns to watch you almost sprint across the small bend. You kick up sand in your wake, no doubt spreading to close the back of your legs, but that doesn’t matter. 

 “Levi!” Your backpack is all but tossed to the side, landing rough and noisily in the sand, before you throw yourself into his arms.

 Pressing a watery kiss to kiss shoulder, you swallow a sob building in your throat. It’s almost difficult, like gulping around a hard ball lodged in your throat. “I missed you.” 

Nose pressed into his collarbone, you sniffle a bit as you nuzzle into his skin. It’s not the first time you’ve cried in his presence, but there’s an urgent worry that it might be the last. 

A soft, purring rumble builds in his chest, vibrating against your face. It’s soothing, a purposeful gesture to bring you some ease in your upset. 

A hand quickly rises to smooth along your back, long soothing strokes from your shoulder blades and along your spine. 

 “What’s wrong? Were customer’s assholes to you again today?” Voice tinged with worry, his other arm rises from the sand to hug around your waist and pull you into his lap. 

 “Yeah, but also it’s sort of everything all at once.” Despite your best efforts, your voice ends up cracking a bit, struggling around a wet bubble lodged deep in your throat. 

 Working a shitty retail job for unforgiving; he’s heard you complain about it often enough. Though, Levi finds some of your stories entertaining, particularly the ones where the customers ended up embarrassing themselves. Karen stories in particular are his favorites, you often spend your lunch breaks looking up more for him. 

 You already feel a bit calmer, bolstered a bit just from his presence. Sliding your head to rest against his shoulder, you swirl your pointer finger in meaningless patterns along the skin right in front of your eyes. Looping scrawled swirls, awkward imperfect circles, your name in messy cursive; you watch your finger drag along the pale skin. 

 “Sometimes I wish I could live peacefully in the sea, like you do. No retail work or shitty customers.” Your gaze strays from his pale skin out towards the already darkening horizon. 

 He was right, you were a bit later than usual. The sun is already beginning its nightly downward journey across the sky; tingeing a rich orange as it makes its voyage into the sea. The puffy clouds surrounding it are a soft pastel orange, darkening to a soothing grey as they spread away from the setting star. 

 The line separating the sea from the sky is a dark, furious red. Almost the color of the glass at your throat. The waves are already nearly black, unusually choppy, with high white-tipped waves splashing along the coast. 

 There must be a storm coming. It almost makes you feel relieved. Your storms already arrived, dark and ominous like you had predicted. At least the universe seems to feel the same. 

 Your spiraling thoughts are interrupted by the calm vibration of his deep tenors. “Life hasn’t always been peaceful for me. I didn’t always live in the shallow waters along the coast, spending my days lazily basking in the warmth of the sun.”

 Levi seems to struggle a bit, you can’t see his face in this position, but you feel him take a long shaky breath before continuing the thought. ”I grew up in the Depths. The deeper and darker waters were frigid and unforgiving. Food was hard to get without a fight. It was quite common for Mers to fight, hard and bloody, over prey; or even an odd warm spot in the freezing water. Some would die in pursuit of a nice cave to lay their nest in. Mers there would do anything, trade anything, in order to survive. It was rough. Not exactly like your human life, but similar enough.”

 “Is that how you got your scars?” You smooth a hand over some of the shiny marks decorating his shoulder blades. Sometimes, you almost forget that they’re there. 

 “Most of them. I got pretty good at fighting, gained a sort of a reputation. After my mother… I had some help when I was younger, someone willing to teach me how to survive.” He’d told you about his mother before, briefly. That she’d passed when he’d been very young. He’d seemed sort of tense, so you hadn’t wanted to press for too many details. 

 “There weren’t really pods down there, everyone kind of just survived on their own or in tight family units. I did what I had to. I made some friends though, and if I wanted something most of the time I could find something to trade.” 

 “Trade? Mers have some sort of a barter system?” 

 The fingers at your back briefly raise to drum against your skin, a soft, thoughtful movement. 

“It’s more common down in the Depths. Mers like to collect shiny, pretty things.” 

 Pretty thing, just like he calls you. 

 “They’re usually gems, or some fancy metal human objects. Sometimes you can trade them for something else shiny that you want. Or food if you're desperate and can’t catch it yourself.”

 “Seems so much simpler than capitalism.”

 He hums in response, trilling lightly deep in his throat. “It’s not really necessary up in the shallows. Most of the Mers are kinder, more willing to stick together and help out for nothing.”

 “I’m glad that you got out of there.”

 “You’ll have to thank Erwin for that. To this day I still don’t know why he was wandering down there, but he’s so big that nearly everyone was scared of him. He’s the one who brought me up here to the shallows.”

 You wonder, briefly, how hard that must have been for him. To adjust to a whole new, more friendly society. No longer living somewhere where every second is a struggle; a potential fight right around the corner. To shift from living in heavy, pitch black waters to bright, shining shores. 

 “Erwin? He’s the one with the map collection, right?”

 After burning their names into your memory, you’d actually remembered to ask more about them. Erwin has a collection of water logged maps, apparently, and is obsessed with the history of the world. 

 Hange, on the other hand, apparently collects human tech, broken and waterlogged by the waves. His emphasis on their collections makes a bit more sense now. 

 He bobs his head in response to your question, chin shifting from where it rests on your shoulder blade. An ear flicks to bat at the side of your head, making a happy giggle almost break through your lingering sadness. 

 “I’ll be sure to thank him when I meet him,”  you pat Levi’s back a few times, jokingly mimicking the term he’d used when you’d asked before to meet his friends: “Eventually.”

 Levi’s hands slide along your waist, pulling you forward so he can look you in the eye. “You said it was more than that though, that upset you?”

 You hadn’t really wanted to bring it up. The real reason that you’d been so upset. But his story bolstered you. Plus, your raging storm has already come, its destructive path might as well continue onwards. 

 “I don’t want to go college.” Tears build back in the corners of your eyes, you can already feel yourself choking over a new round of sobs building deep in your throat. 

 “College is more school, right?” Gaze worried, his fingers come up to soothe along your teary cheeks, thumbs worrying at the salty lines. 

 It always boggles you what human concepts he knows and doesn’t. He’d known what a cow was, but the concept of school had been completely foreign to him when you’d first mentioned it.

 “Yeah, it’s like -bigger, more important school.” An oversimplification, but it works, more or less. 

 “And this upsets you?” Levi’s voice is still slow, tinged with confusion. Dark brows drawn tight, his steely eyes seem to almost be searching your own for answers. 

 “I’m too old. And I don’t want to leave.” Your voice cracks helplessly at the admission. 

 “Leave? You never said anything about leaving?” Now he’s worried too, ears tilting back almost frantically as his silver gaze bores into your own. His grip along your waist tightens, as if he could somehow hold you in place. Keep you right there, locked tight against his scales. 

 “There are no colleges in this tiny little town. I’d have to live in a dorm.” It feels like your small coastal hometown is dying, full of nothing but empty storefronts and old people. The roadsides filled with nothing but big chain stores and old boarded up brick buildings. There’s no point in even a tiny community college, almost everyone leaves as soon as they graduate high school. But not you. 

 “My mom is demanding that I go, she’s been pretty urgent about it for a while. Says that I’ve spent too much time toiling around and doing nothing after high school. That I have to do something with my life.” Tears building back up along the corners of your eyes, they almost sting along your cheeks. Choking back a sob, you nuzzle your forehead back into his shoulder blade. 

 “Why’s this the first time I’m hearing about this?” His hand rises once again, fingers winding swirling loops along your shoulder blades. 

 “I didn’t want to mention it. Didn’t want to put a time limit on our time together. Plus, I thought she’d eventually give up if I ignored her long enough,” you almost spit the words out, lips brushing his skin. 

 “And she confronted you about it again today?”

 A sob builds large in your throat and you swallow hard, helplessly attempting to stop it. “She threw a fit. Started throwing all of the stuff in my room.” You’d just stopped home for a minute after work, the split second decision sending your life into a sudden inevitable downward spiral. 

 “That doesn’t sound okay. Are you sure you're safe?” Levi tugs at your shoulders once again, pulling you to meet his worried gaze. Eyes desperately searching your face to find any sign of injury; of genuine fear lingering in your features. 

 You shrug a bit in response, wet tears beading along your chin and down your neck. “She broke a bunch of the shells you gave me.” Shoulders shaking, the dam you’ve desperately been holding back finally breaks. The high cement wall you’d desperately cobbled together finally giving way beneath the weight of your despair. The giant sob strangling and bubbling up in your throat finally fills the air, beginning and endless looping cycle. 

 He pulls back further against his chest. You break, sobbing helplessly against his collarbone, no doubt leaving a smear of wetness on his skin. Clawing desperately into his skin, fingers digging in along the curve of his waist and in the fine shaven hairs along the back of his head. You pull him desperately against you, just as he does the same. 

 “Levi… I…she…” You‘re congested, nose clogged up with mucus. It makes it sort of hard to speak, like you're around swallowing something thick and slimy in your throat. 

 “…said she’s going to sell all of the glass…” The words are barely a mumble, your lips brushing against his skin. They’re a bit high and slurred; congestion and shaky swollen lips combining efforts to thwart you. You can’t help the crack in your voice, a loud whiny noise filling the air. 

 Levi kisses your shoulder softly, shushing you as you sob a bit. One hand soothing along the back of your hair, while the other winds a mindless rhythm along your back. 

 “Deep breaths. Deep breaths.” His hand trails long winding paths down you back, the scaly pads of his fingers dragging against the fabric of your shirt. The gesture soothes you, giving you strength to gulp down the rest of your tears. 

 “She’s threatening to kick me out if I don’t apply. It’s the whole reason I started coming here in the first place, to avoid her.”

 Your hands lift tangle frantically into your hair, almost pulling at the roots. “I work a shitty retail job. I can’t afford any places in this area! It’s either leave for college or become homeless.” 

 “There aren’t any other options?” He seems confused, trying to understand the complicated system humans have created. 

 “I could get a couple roommates, share a tiny apartment, but I don’t really deal well with other people. Especially in close quarters.”

 “I can understand that.” You get the impression that he’s sort of the same way. There’s a reason he’d picked his cave far away from the rest of his pod. 

 “There's nothing that I really want to study anyways. I don’t want to rack up debt and end up in a dead end job with no way to pay it off. Sometimes it fills me with so much panic that I just want to run away from it all. Escape from everything.”

 He bobs his head again in understanding. The concept of debt must be familiar to him, a result of growing up in the Depths. 

 “Maybe I could just live here on the beach with you. I could figure out something to do for food. Maybe learn to fish. It doesn’t get too cold around here in the winter…” You feel like you're grasping desperately at straws, desperate for any sense of freedom. Like you’re drowning: waters dark and waves high from your storm, desperate to grab any floating object. 

 “I don’t want to go! I don’t want to leave you. Levi…I…” The weight of your storm, your destructive hurricane, finally topples you; robbing you of all your energy and leaving you limp against his shoulder. This is it. This is it. This is it. The words throb endlessly in your head, burning across your brain in a nonstop loop. 

 You feel another panic attack beginning in your lungs, like hands tightening around them and leaving you unable to choke in any air. It’s useless. Everything’s useless. Your mythical, magical world has finally come to an end. 

 “Shh shh. It’ll be alright,” Levi tries to sooth your panic, chest rumbling a soft calming rhythm once again. “Everything will be fine. Breathe.”

 “How! Erg… I’m trapped.” This is the end. This is it. This’ll be the last time you see him. Levi, the love of your life. “There’s nothing that I can do but go…I…”

 Blinking hard against the last of your tears, you choke long desperate breaths against his neck. Focusing on the feel of his warm skin, soft beneath your fingertips. The calming, inhuman rhythm rumbling deep from his chest. The soft, albeit scaly fingers winding circles along your spine. 

 This might be the last time you see him. You suddenly, desperately want to tell him how you feel. As if that will change anything. The hopeless thought makes you sniffle against his neck once again. 

 There’s an award beat where Levi struggles with himself before speaking. You can feel the words begin to vibrate in his chest, his shoulders rising with the start, before he pauses and tries again. 

 “Or… you could join me in the water. Become a Mer.” He sounds shy, this is the most hesitant you’ve heard his voice since the first time he spoke to you in full sentences. 

 His words take a moment for you to process. Like a puzzle piece that refuses to fit right in the grooves of your mind. 

 This time you lean back on your own, pushing away from his chest in order to lock his gaze with yours. Levi seems to struggle a bit with the eye contact, an unusual, nervous gesture. 

 ”That’s possible? I thought that sort of thing was all wives tales.” Your brain feels sort of like it’s broken into shards yet again, like the very first time you’d met the Mer, but in a happy way. 

 ”It is. There was a point where males were rare, pups even more so. Some sort of plague only affecting the males. The Mers at the time figured out some sort of magic, a way for them to lure in unsuspecting sailors and turn them into Mers.” 

 The image fills you with a vague sense of dread. Remembering the old tales of sailors being enchanted by sirens, pulled overboard never to be seen again. They suddenly make so much more sense. You couldn’t imagine being drowned; frantically and violently ripped from one reality and into another. 

 ”You asked me once how I know English? That’s how.” It suddenly makes sense why he seems to know so much about humanity and yet so little at the same time; why his people speak a mix of both Mer and English. They were taught by their once-human ancestors, by pirates and sailors turned Mer. 

 ”So I’ll be like you? With the beautiful ruffles?” You slide your hands along his back with the words, careful with the sensitive layers of pleated cartilage. 

 ”Maybe? There’s a bunch of different variants of Mer. Species?” He pauses a moment at the word, unsure which term to use. ”If you choose to do it, there’s no way of knowing which one you’d favor.”

 He’d given you a rough description of his friends before. Erwin, a Shark-Mer, Levi had said. A huge bulky Great White from his description. You can’t help but wonder if he has rows and rows of sharp teeth, instead of the single line of fine points that Levi has. 

 Or the Octopus-Mer Hange. He’d complained about them several times, always clinging to him with their grubby suction cupped limbs. When you’d asked him to describe them further, he’d only remarked that they’re very purple. That they wear an odd human set of human goggles, one lens cracked long before they’d even found it. 

 Maybe you’ll actually get to meet them now. 

 ”I hope I end up like you. All beautiful.” At the very least you hope you won’t be an octopus. No offense to Hange, but operating that many limbs seems like too much for your brain to handle. 

 He’s always so embarrassed when you comment on his appearance, though to be fair the same rings true for yourself. His ears tinge a bit at your words, flicking back as he pauses to wet his lips. 

 “The transformation was rarely ever perfect, there were always some left overs from human life. The sailors usually missed something small, some inconsequential feature. Their ears weren’t tipped with fins, or their skin wasn’t quite as tough as it should've been.”

 “That doesn’t seem like a big deal.”

 “It’d be obvious that you were human once. Other Mers would know immediately. It’s not really done anymore. They might treat you differently.”

 “Like Mikasa?” You remember her hissing at you, you can still hear it ringing in your ears. 

 “Sort of. Most of my pod knows about you, but others might be a little cruel.” It warms you to know that he’s talked about you to his pod. His family. 

 “Are you trying to scare me off, now? I’m sure you’ll be around to defend me.”

 He hums in lieu of a response, suddenly oddly silent as he trails his hand along the skin of your back. 

 “How does it work, though?” The stories that you remembered always had it as the result of true love's kiss, or something along those lines. That must not be the case, though, as you're already more than familiar with Levi’s lips. 

 His shoulders tense at your question. The words made him almost wince, his brows pinching together. He purses his mouth, lips opening and closes a few times before pressing together in a thin line. Adam's apple bobbing along the jut of his throat with a deep swallow. You’ve never seen him hesitate so much to speak, not even on that very first day. 

 “Wait, why are you only telling me this now? There’s something you're not telling me.” There’s something in his face, an extra nervous tilt to his brows, and a tightness to his jaw that leaves you feeling equally anxious. The exhilaration building along the back of your head suddenly shifts to worry. 

 He takes a deep breath before answering, shoulders rising with the strength of the intake. ”I’ve been meaning to broach the subject for a while…” Levi lifts a hand to tug nervously at the loop hanging from his ear, making the hook-loop jingle a high metal noise. 

 “It… I’d have to claim you as my mate,” the words come out in a breathy rush. It’s the fastest you’ve ever heard him speak, he’s usually so careful and thoughtful about his words. Meticulously choosing his sentences before they fill the air. 

 Levi’s blushing even harder now, his gaze straying from yours. He shifts the hand to scratch nervously at his ear, the fin flopping a bit at the attention. It almost springs back up, sort of like a dog's ear that's been flipped inside out. 

 Your heartbeat thrums loudly in your ears, mind buzzing loudly at his words. Mate. 

 “Mate? Is that even possible? Are we… compatible?” It feels sort of like you're drowning, but in a happy way. Like the butterflies in your stomach have decided to flood into your lungs. 

 You hadn’t even thought sex would be possible with him. You’ve dreamt of it, sure. Thought of it every time you touched yourself, desperate for release. But he wasn’t human. His people came from eggs. You know some fish don’t even have sex, just fertilizing random eggs left along the ocean floor. 

 You weren't sure how Mers procreated, but they were sort of like mammals. They clearly breast feed their young, as evident by the human-like nipples adorning their chests. You’d been too afraid to really broach the subject, sort of dreading the answer. 

 It all just sort of made sense to you that you wouldn’t be able to fit together like that. You were more than happy with just kissing. The frantic way he grips at your hip and groans when you slide your tongue against his was more than enough. The possibility though, fills you with excitement. 

 You eye along where his crotch would be, the soft baby-scales below the deep v of his hips. The area seems smooth. Absent of any sort of telling bulge, sort of like a Ken doll. 

 “Yes. W…we are.”  Levi shifts a hand to grip your own, pulling it into his lap in order to distract himself. Or perhaps to cover the area from your straying gaze. 

 He takes another deep breath, the skin of his belly bulging with it to brush against the back of your hand. He hesitates again before finally clicking his teeth, frustrated by his own nerves. 

 “But… my kind…my species mates for life. Not all Mers do. Most don’t in fact.” He still sounds so shaky. He hadn’t even paused this much when speaking during your first conversation.

 The words make your breath catch high in your throat, but you let him speak. It feels like if you interrupt him he might lose whatever strength he found in order to get the words out. 

 “The ones in your story books, those Mers who used to enchant sailors, they’re much more casual.” Levi’s still playing with your hand, his larger digits pitching one of your fingers between the pads of his own. He smooths a scaly finger along the curve of your nail, rubbing it against the blunt tip. The gesture seems to sooth him, giving him strength. His next words sound firmer, less hesitant. 

 “My family is a bit different, though. Special. We form some sort of magic bond with our partner, from what I’ve heard. I’ve never actually seen it.” 

 You curl your fingers against his, pulling him into a rough hand-hold. It’s a first, you’ve never thought to try it before, and it only sort of works. Your knuckles are way too high, limited by the stretch of membrane between his digits. The pads can barely touch his knuckles, though you try to brush them along the ridges. To soothe him the way he’s so recently soothed you. 

 He seems to appreciate the gesture, his shoulders losing some of their stiffness. They’d been almost up to his ears, tense with worry. He looks a bit stronger now though, a bit less hesitant. 

 You feel comfortable finally chiming in, questions burning on the tip of your tongue. “Bond?”

 “It supposedly lets us know when our mate is in danger. Lends us strength in order to defend them. Our one and only.” 

 His grip tightens on your hand, thumb sliding along your pointer finger from knuckle to knuckle. Eyes still not meeting yours, locked on the twining grasp in his lap. 

 ”Some can overcome the urge, if they’re desperate enough. If it’s a matter of survival.” There’s a far off, sort of haunted look in his eyes, something dark dwelling in their depths. ”It comes at a cost, though.”

 “A cost? Someone in your family did it?”

 ”My mother. She had to in order to survive in the Depths, she had nothing else to trade but herself. And she was all alone. Then I came along, making things even harder. The stress and sickness from it ended up killing her.” Levi’s dark gaze hardens, sharp eyes glaring down at your clasped hands. 

 “I’m sorry…that must have been so painful for her. And for you to watch…” You can’t even imagine the pain she must have gone through. “You’ve mentioned her before, right? That she looked sort of like you?”

 “Yes, we share the same coloring. And the ruffles- as you call them,” Levi shrugs, jostling the arm you have winded around his shoulders. You can feel the muscles of his tail shift beneath you, as he delivers a sharp slap into the unusually loud surf. He huffs, loud and airy, eyes still distant in thought. 

 “She must have been beautiful.” You can picture her easily, just like the man by your side, but with more feminine features. Longer hair, dark blue scales dusting along the curve of her chest. Beautiful. Someone like that deserves to live up in the sun, soaking in the warm rays in her leisure. Not down in the dark depths, wallowing in constant pain. “She didn’t deserve that.”

 “It’s what she had to do. She did her best to hide it all from me, but I could tell whenever she was struggling.” He takes a deep, shuddering, breath, before lifting his eyes to meet your own. 

 “But I’m not interested in doing anything of that sort. There would be no after. This would be it for me.” He gestures between the two of you with a flick of his darkened fingers. “You’d be it for me.”

 He pauses again, pink tongue peeking out to yet his lips. “Is…that something you’d be interested in? I’m not sure how serious… this is to you… “The words sound so shy. He’s normally so assertive, the effect is almost startling. 

 Taking a shaky breath of your own; shoulders shaking, both in relief and building disbelief. Brushing your thumb against his, you tighten the misaligned grip resting in his lap. Sliding your other hand along his cheek, thumb kissing the smattering of soft baby scales along his cheekbone. ”Levi, I’d love to be your mate.”

 “Are you sure? I…”

 “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.” It suddenly feels like everything is right in the world. Like your storm has passed, leaving everything shiny and new. This is everything you could have ever wanted. It feels fake, like another reality that could break into shards at one wrong turn. 

 He flicks his tail happily along the rough waves, ears fluttering with joy. A happy trill vibrates deep in his throat. 

 “It doesn’t have to be immediately. I’m more than willing to wait if you need time to settle your human life. Or if you want to bring anything along.” The words come out fast, excited despite the attempt to give you some assurance. 

 You think of your room, once full of nothing but trinkets he’d gifted to you. Your car, the cell phone in your glove box no doubt buzzing with angry texts. The only thing you’d have liked to keep was that first pink shell he’d given you, but your mother had smashed it in her tantrum. Nothing but small shards of the waxy bone remaining. There’s really nothing worth staying for. All you need is him and the necklace hanging around your throat. 

 “Now is fine. I have everything I need right here.” You raise a hand to touch the red glass between your collarbones. He seems more than happy with the gesture, tail flipping happily once again. 

 Still there’s so much you don’t know. So much about the world you're about to delve into that remains foreign, a looming mystery. Their culture, their society. You still don’t even know how Mers breed, not really. 

 You decide to voice your lingering fear, gaze locked onto the tight grip laying against his scales. “Would…would I be able to get pregnant from this?” 

 “It wouldn’t be possible until… after.” There’s some lingering shyness in his eyes, though he seems strengthened. Emboldened by your reciprocation; by the joyful smile stretching across your cheeks. 

 You still feel a bit watery, a bit gross and unsettled from all the snot and tears. You take a quick moment to wipe your face into your sleeve, trying to remove some of the lingering gritty-stickiness from your cheeks. This day has been nothing but an emotional upheaval, but now you're smiling wide and open. Eager to learn more about this new, exciting future by his side. 

 “How does that work exactly? I’ve been sort of meaning to ask…but I was too afraid of the answer to really broach the topic.” It’s all you can do to calm your smile, your cheeks feeling tight and hot. His silvery gaze is warm, shining with almost a smile as they meet your own. 

 “From what I’ve been told, you’ll be able to feel an egg forming, somewhere low in your belly.” With the words, Levi smooths his hand along the aforementioned skin, dragging his fingers lazily along your abdomen. 

 “It's usually about once a year or so, growing to be ready for me to fertilize. We’d just avoid that time until we’re ready for pups. If that’s even something you’re interested in…” It’s not really a question, but you can hear the curious lilt in his tone. 

 Even that sounded a lot easier than human life. Visions of little Mers swim along your mind's eye, dark haired, backs trailing with beautiful colored ruffles - a bit of him and you mixed together. 

 “Maybe eventually. There’s going to be so much for me to learn. I’m a bit more concerned with learning to swim at the moment, to be honest.”

 He nods his head in agreement, thumb curving along the bone of your hip.  “You’ll pick up on a lot of it almost immediately, I’m sure. Most hatchlings can swim instinctively right out of the shell.”

 The hand rises to tilt your chin between his finger and thumb, pulling you forward into a deep kiss. His jaw works beneath your fingers as his lips pull on your own.

 “I can’t wait to make you mine.” The words are airy, breathed hot right against your lips. His tone is still full of disbelief, a feeling that you echo. 

 Fingers still tight in his lap, his thumb trails lazily along your knuckle. You can feel him smile, lips upturned against your own. His tail slaps happily along the surf, almost like a dog wagging its tail. 

 The kiss deepens, his jaw shifting beneath the hand you’ve placed on his cheek. He groans, breathing a hot puff of air against your cheek, sliding his hot tongue into your mouth. Lifting a hand to the back of your head, he tilts you to get even deeper. His slick appendage winding impossibly with your own. 

 It makes you dizzy, arousal already buzzing high along the back of your head. Your thighs are already tense, warm with lust. The little noises he makes, soft hums and grunts, as he drinks you in almost make your clit burn. 

 “Do you…here?” The words are mumbled right against his lips. You're not exactly opposed, but…the sand might be a bit uncomfortable. 

 Pulling away from the lip lock, Levi’s eyes are startlingly bright in the low light. A warm silvery-blue that locks steadily with your own. “While there would be some poetic irony in us mating where we first met, I’d like to take you to my cave.”

 His cave? Levi had promised to bring you there sometime, those scant few weeks ago when you’d laid curled up on a hot stone island together. The thought of finally seeing his home, of him taking you; changing you; in the safety of his cave, fills you with even more excitement. 

 “Let’s go.” You don’t say it, but there’s almost a desperate plea to your voice. 

 Scooping you closer to him, Levi pulls you tight to his chest, hands curling along your hip and across your back. ”Do you want to take your bag?” He gestures towards it with a flick of his scaly fingers. 

 “I don’t think I’ll need my shoes.” Or your socks, for that matter. 

 He laughs, leaning forward to give you a firm peck on the lips. “You're right.”

 “Hold on tight and take a deep breath, okay. You might want to close your eyes, I’m going to swim faster than before.” The water does look rough, dark and white-tipped with an oncoming storm. It’s probably for the best that this journey be quick. 

 He tucks your right up against him, shoulder digging into his chest, both of your legs thrown over his other arm. Carrying you like a bride, you suddenly realize. Which you sort of are, more or less. You smile, happy with the thought. 

 You wonder how long it’ll be before you're declared missing, your beat up old Honda found in the overgrown parking lot. Your boss will no doubt gripe about you missing work, pushing your work onto others. You wonder if it’ll be declared a kidnapping or a runaway. Knowing your mother, you're leaning more towards the latter option. Maybe it’ll be declared a drowning once they discover your shoes along the shoreline. It doesn’t really matter in the end. 

 “Ready?” His deep tenor rumbles, vibrating through your chest. 

 Taking a deep breath, you fill your lungs as far as you can, stretching them to they’re limit. You nod your head, wrapping your arms around his neck and tucking your head into his shoulder. 

 “Pound on my back if you need more air.”

 You take one last look at the sunset. The glowing orb is now such a deep tone that it’s nearly red as it drifts below the horizon. The line between the orange sky and rough tide is now nearly black beneath its burning descent. The deep shade casts a rich shadow across the soft sand, darkening the shores you played along as a small child. Curling your toes into the soft sand one last time, you drink in the sight. It’s a beautiful sunset. Your last as a human. 

 The thought fills your chest with glee.

#Mer!Levi #mermay #mermay 2022 #fanfic #myfics #levi/reader #LEVI ACKERMAN #attack on titan #Levi x reader #Levi x reader smut #shingeki no kyojin #aot #snk #levi #anime #fanfics #ao3

[getosubaru]

It’s such a long walk when you got somewhere to be; I just thought maybe you were gonna walk with me (chapter two)

a/n: ayy look at me getting another chapter out before a century passes

story summary: MC decides all of the student council is going to therapy and hell hath no fury like a prepared human. They’ve got highlighters and they’re not afraid to use them.

chapter summary: Levi is up to bat first, but he'll need his Henry by his side to get through it.

pairing: could be lucifer/reader, but i’m leaving it gen for now.

warnings: none; small text only for description; gn!reader; possible spoilers since author can’t remember when shit happened in canon; not proofread/betaread; author is a psychology grad student which is its own warning; angst and trauma; minor medical metaphor towards the end

current rating: t; may change.

chapter wc: ~3k

title taken from “therapy” by dresage & g smith

chapter one

A knock on your door as you get ready for classes isn’t unheard of. It’s the demon who greets you that’s the surprise.

“Levi? Come in,” you say, ushering him in and shutting the door.

He’s put himself together today. Every button is done up and his shirt is neatly tucked—even his pants have a sharply ironed crease to them. His hair, usually messy and in his face, is combed back with not a strand out of place.

“You look nice.” It’s hard to keep the shock and skepticism out of your voice, but you think you manage given the way his cheeks darken.

“I was thinking about the meeting,” he says to the ground. “About my work with the navy and stuff.”

You turn to rummage in your drawers for a tie, gesturing for him to continue. Levi doesn’t do well with eye contact and conversations are always easier for him if you’re not looking at him. His voice is stronger when he speaks again.

“It’s not something I really talk about, you know? But I am proud of it. And I just thought maybe I should, like, try to put more of it in my life? I don’t know if I’m making sense.”

“You are.” There’s the damn tie you want. You flip up your collar and start to put it on. 

Levi huffs when your fingers fumble the knot. “Let me?”

The offer stuns you both, especially when he takes the offending fabric away from you. You risk a glance at him to make sure he isn’t about to pass out. His face is a startling cherry color, but there’s determination in his eyes. 

“I feel like I’m cosplaying myself actually,” he says with a laugh. “Maybe I’ll hate it today. I mean, the others are going to make a huge deal over it.” 

“You’ll have your Henry to back you up,” you assure him as he finishes a perfect knot. 

“Th-thanks.”

Levi moves out of your space just as quickly as he stepped into it. He seems to breathe a bit easier once you’re no longer sharing air. Grabbing your bag from your desk, you catch sight of the schedule Diavolo sent you last night. 

“You know you don’t have to do this for your appointment, right?” you ask carefully. 

His face falls at the reminder. “I’m not doing it for that. Though, of course, they put me up first. I’m the one they probably think needs the most help—“

You give his sleeve a sharp tug. “Hey, knock it off. It’s just the way the schedule worked out. You know, the one that I made?” 

Levi seems even more crestfallen than ever.

“Leviii,” you draw his name out. “I scheduled it like this because you have that event later this week, remember? You told me you’ve been waiting forever for season two of The Panopticon’s Revenge to drop and you wanted to see how fast you could speedrun it on your first playthrough!” 

“Oh. Yeah, I forgot that’s coming out,” he mumbles, all bluster taken out of him.

You tug on his sleeve again, careful not to make sudden skin contact. “Come on, we’re gonna be late for breakfast.” 

True to form, his brothers do make a big deal out of Levi’s look. Well, Beel’s too busy eating and Belphie’s still asleep, so it’s just the Terrible Trio to cause a fuss. Lucifer, predictably, has already left.

“Levi, you should’ve told me last night you wanted to do this!” whines Asmo. “I have a gel that would be great for your hair.”

The demon in question focuses harder on his toast. 

Mammon shakes his head. “Don’t know why ya wanted to dress up, though. It’s just RAD.” 

“It’s not a crime to want to look nice, dummy,” shoots back Asmo with a glare.

“It’s not just RAD, though. Am I right?” asks Satan over his book. 

“Oh, you got that meeting today? Damn, you’re not gonna impress ’em just by combin’ your hair.”

You carefully set down your water glass so it makes an audible thud against the table. “Gentlemen, that’s enough.” 

Levi flashes you a relieved smile. 

Beel passes a plate of shadow hog bacon across to the third-born. “Here, you’ll want protein so you’ve got enough energy if you’re staying late today. Just carbs won’t be enough.” 

Peace is restored to the dining room and breakfast doesn’t end in bloodshed. Some days, it’s all you can ask for.

After your Devildom History class, Levi pulls you aside. 

“Come with me?” he pleads. “Idon’twannagoalone.”

You’re exhausted and have a mountain of homework (thanks, Professor Marchosias, for the 30-page potions essay), but Levi’s luminous eyes stare at you with desperation. His shirt is untucked and it looks like he’s been running his hands through his hair. 

“I get first character pick when we play Ascendance next?” you barter. 

It’s always a struggle when you play together because both of you want to be the dragon knight and neither of you handles defeat very well. You’d go with him regardless, but he’ll feel less bad about it if you’re getting something out of it. And you really want to practice this combo you saw online.

“Absolutely!” cries Levi. “I’ll even let you win just please, please come with me—“ 

Your glare stops his relieved rant in its tracks. “You better not ‘let’ me win, Leviachan, or I will spoil the series end of Primeval Throne before you can catch up.” 

“MC!” 

You slip into an empty classroom (pulling a stuttering Levi behind you by the sleeve) and dig a comb out of your bag. He takes you pushing him into a chair with surprising grace.

“It is very lucky Asmo slipped a jar of gel in my bag, hmm?” 

Levi yelps when you start to brush the comb through his tangled hair. It’s not too badly messed up, but you can tell he didn’t use anything stronger than water to slick it back. The gel works well with his hair, just as Asmo said.

“You made sure it’s not anything, I don’t know, weird, right?” asks Levi nervously. 

“It’s got glitter in it and is charmed to dye your hair pink,” you deadpan. 

“What?!”

You tap him on the head with the end of the comb. “Chill, Levi. It’s just gel, I swear.” 

Once he’s put back together, Levi huffs and straightens his shoulders. He adamantly refused your help with his rumpled clothes. 

“It’s just a meeting, not a battle,” you say, following him out the door and across campus. 

Levi hums. “I mean, it kinda is? A battle with myself, I mean. Plus, it helps to think of it like a battle in a game or something.” 

His insightfulness isn’t new to you, but the sentiment rattles around your brain while you walk. He’s not wrong. You’ve done enough therapy back in the Human Realm to know that. Sometimes you have to fight your own demons to make progress. Pun hopefully unintended. 

“Ah, Grand Admiral, you’re right on time,” greets a tall demoness when you both enter the designated room.

It’s probably usually used as a lounge of some sort given the couches and small kitchenette. A host of runes glow as you shut the door behind you. Levi rounds on the stranger, tail flickering in and out of existence. 

“Just privacy and security,” she assures him, hands raised with a gentle smile. “Duke Barbatos oversaw their implementation himself.” 

Levi calms when you rest a finger on the back of his arm. “Sorry, just wasn’t expecting it.” 

“Not at all. Please, be seated.” She gestures at the couch across from her. “MC, you’ve come to join him?” 

You nod, sitting down and pulling Levi with you. She looks to your friend for confirmation or acquiescence—though it’s hard to tell from the polite smile she keeps. 

“I wanted company,” says Levi after a moment. 

“Perfectly fine.” She nods. “How about I introduce myself a bit and we can get started?”

A tray appears with a wave of one clawed hand. Small pies and cookies are arranged delicately around a contingent of drink options. 

“There are savory and sweet options,” she continues, choosing a soda you’re familiar with from back home. “They should all be human-safe, but maybe stay away from the purple juice? I think it has nightshade in it.” 

“Beel’s going to love you,” you say, laughing when Levi nods solemnly. 

She smiles, this time a little bigger and less practiced. “I look forward to meeting him. Now, my name is Yoraissa. There’s a long and complicated version, but I went by ‘Rissa’ when I studied in the Human Realm. You’re free to call me whichever you’d prefer.” 

“You studied in the Human Realm?” asks Levi. His eyebrows (no longer hidden by his hair) shoot upwards. 

Rissa nods. “I attended a human university for my psychology degree about five years ago. I’m still a licensed doctor in the country I studied in, actually. There are a few clients I meet with topside, though much of my practice is dedicated to demons.” She pauses to let that sink in and takes a sip of her soda. “After I got my degree there, I came back to get my degree in demon psychology.” 

“There’s a difference?” Levi reaches for flavored water, passing you one without asking. 

“Of course,” replies Rissa. “Not only are we different physically, but mentally as well. I won’t bore you with the technical jargon, but even the way we use our senses or process emotions is different.” 

You bite down on the urge to grill her for more information. This is meant to be about helping Levi—not satisfying your curiosity. Rissa, as if sensing your intrigue, shoots a grin at you. 

“I have a couple of books I can recommend on the topic if you want.”

“That would be great,” you reply. As long as you can keep Satan from thieving them. 

Rissa taps one delicate claw to the dark skin of her cheek. “A final thing to note is that, by birth, I am a succubus. I don’t use my more…traditional powers when meeting with clients, but I am attuned to ambient moods. This means I will pick up on deception and hesitation, so lying won’t be any good with me. On a more positive note, I will know if we start to hit topics that are a little raw and I will know when to start backing off.” 

Levi shifts uncomfortably next to you, though you think it’s about her powers more than her heritage. He told you offhand once that his second-in-command is actually an incubus under Asmo’s domain. 

“Useful,” you supply when he doesn’t say anything.

“In my line of work?” Rissa laughs, showing off fangs that almost glow in contrast to her deep skin. “Most definitely.” 

She caps her soda and faces Levi directly, though her eyes focus on the tablet in her lap. “I want to get a grasp of you as a whole for this first session, okay? So we’ll just be covering some basics and anything you want to talk about.”

Levi nods. “Okay.”

They run through the story of the brothers’ fall, sidestepping the topic of Lilith. Rissa furrows her brow when he avoids talking about his sister and makes a note on her tablet. Part of you wants to let her know she’ll probably make that same note seven times over. 

“You were in charge of the Celestial Navy?” she asks.

“Yeah.” Levi looks down at his fingers and starts picking at the polish. “Back then, we had a lot more battles and assignments, so I was constantly busy.” 

“Not anymore?”

He shakes his head. “No, not since the Accords were signed.” 

Your Realm Politics class covered this a bit at the beginning. The Accords are a treaty signed by both the Celestial and Infernal Realms. Basically, it boils down to a peace treaty, though there are some sections dedicated to inter-realm travel and visitation. Diavolo used it as the basis for the exchange program. 

None of the brothers have used the clause stating they are allowed short visits upstairs, as far as you’re aware. Not that that’s very surprising.

“What do you usually do now?” asks Rissa. 

“Video games, anime, manga…” Levi shrugs. “I still run the Infernal Navy, but it’s not as time-consuming.” 

“Do you want more to do in your official position?” 

“No!” he objects. “That would mean another war a-and more violence and death and—“

You press your thigh against his. “Deep breaths, Leviachan,” you murmur into his ear. 

Rissa shoots you a thankful look as his breathing calms and the flush vanishes from his face. 

“I just… Everyone does stuff, you know? Even Mammon’s got his greed demons to manage and Belphie’s got the sleep paralysis department. What do I have?” Levi digs his hand into his hair. 

You weren’t aware of this department Belphie has, but you plan on figuring out what the hell that is all about. 

Rissa hums. “You don’t consider running the navy to be something?”

“I mean, not really? Besides training, diplomatic missions, cargo escorting, and patrols, there’s not really much.” 

“That sounds like a lot to me,” she replies neutrally. 

Levi shrugs again. 

“Don’t each of you oversee a punishment level?” you ask. “Like, the sins and all that?” 

“Technically, yeah. Mine isn’t really a lot of work, since it’s just, like, literally burning hot tombs. People in my circle are locked in them—kind of like coffins, I guess.”

You blink. Demons, right. It’s not the horrifically hot coffins that are the issue, but the lack of work involved with them. 

A clock on the wall chimes the hour, signaling the meeting is over. Rissa finishes her soda and holds up a finger. 

“There’s some reading I want you to take a look at, Leviathan,” she says. “It’s from the Human Realm, but I think it’s close enough to be relevant. A lot of soldiers can feel listless after returning home from battle, especially if ‘home’ has changed dramatically. It’s just a couple of articles, nothing too technical or dry, I promise.”

Levi presses his thigh more firmly against yours but nods anyway. 

“I’ll email them to you. I see you later this week, right? With Mammon?” confirms Rissa. 

A long, pained groan comes from the demon next to you. 

Rissa joins in when you laugh, the sound as melodic and enchanting as you’d expect from a lust demon. “Don’t worry about having read the before then—just before our next individual session, okay?” 

You both thank the demoness for her time and stand to leave. 

“MC? Can I have a second? I just wanted to pass on those book titles to you.”

You wave Levi on, shutting the door behind him. Rissa scribbles frantically on a notepad. 

“I had a second reason for keeping you actually,” she confesses.

“I figured,” you say, rubbing the back of your neck. “If it’s about me being here, I’m sorry, it won’t happen—“

Rissa glances up and shakes her head with wide eyes. “No, no. You misunderstand me. I was going to ask you to attend whatever sessions they feel comfortable having you at.”

You jolt a little at her insistence. 

“I did some research into the brothers,” she says. “Admittedly, there isn’t much. There’s even less on Prince Diavolo and Duke Barbatos, of course. But I do know that all this change in them the Realm has seen over the last few months has been due to your influence. You are a large part of their lives.”

“I’m not sure how much I would attribute it to me.”

Rissa pins you with a no-nonsense look. “Leviathan was one of the ones I worried about the most in terms of getting him to open up. You calmed him down and kept him on track. This whole program was your brainchild. And, forgive my frankness, but it’s about damn time.

“MC, I’ve seen enough at events and in public to know just how much they rely on you. Today’s session only underscores that. Just being here would do a lot. I’m not saying you have to be at every meeting, but if they ask…”

Your face twists a bit under the heavy responsibility this throws on you. She’s not wrong. The past few months have been an exercise in guerrilla counseling and peacekeeping. Still, the idea sits wrong on your tongue.

“What about doctor-patient confidentiality?” you ask. “Or private things they don’t want me there for?”

“There will always be the option for them to ask you to step outside,” she assures you. “And you’re the last person that would betray their confidence, I think.” 

Again, she isn’t incorrect.

Rissa jots something else down on the notepad before ripping off the page and handing it to you. 

“The last one is a spell you can cast at the start of each meeting. It works similarly to the runes on the door but needs to be applied each time. Nothing said in the hour that follows will be discussed without the focus of the spell’s consent. I have the runes because it’s a tasking spell to cast for me, but your power levels shouldn’t be affected like mine are.”

She lays a gentle hand on your shoulder. “Think about it. That’s all I’m asking.” 

You agree despite your reservations before bidding the demoness goodbye and joining a quiet Levi. 

The first session of therapy is always difficult. Much of the “getting to know you” stage involves disclosing painful events or topics without much in the way of treatment. Like treating an infection, sometimes you have to open the wound again to drain the sickness out. 

Levi lets you hold his hand on the walk back home. You choose the elven mage when he boots up Ascendance. 

Lucifer doesn’t appear for dinner. You’ve stopped expecting him to.

tagging some people that reblogged the first chapter: @inb4belphienaps @velaris-citizen-in-devildom @ice-icebaby @omsimping @pandapantslovesyou @alexeizzo @stormberrie @bunnaccino @abberant-butler​

it won't let me tag everyone idk why but i've never done a long fic on here before nor a taglist. if you want to be added to the taglist, shoot me an ask and i'll figure it out. (and if you want to be removed don't feel bad just let me know)

i should have this cross-posted on my ao3 soon, but this will be the best place to get new updates as i honestly forget ao3 exists sometimes.

final note: if you caught the magnus archives reference, i love you endlessly.

#obey me! #obey me leviathan #obey me fic #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #tags for the whole story even if they don't pop up this chapter #lo.writes #lo.long walk

[henry-and-the-seven-lords]

Hello @gluttonousfruit you are in fact my first request. (I did not forget about you in moving my blog.) I am super excited to have anyone ask me to write something! Also I would love to be friends! Feel free to message me through asks or in private DMs! I hope you enjoy the imagine!

Warnings: Fluff with a small amount of angst because Levi doubts himself 😞

Brothers Masterlist | Dateables Masterlist

Levi with an Animator S/O

"Okay MC, I know we just finished 'Swimming Only Leads to Hot Mermaids,' but I was thinking since we are already watching otomes, we should watch another series that everyone is recommending online!" Levi says this as he begins to pull out one DVD and place in another while bouncing on the balls of his feet like an excited puppy.

"I guess I could watch one more series, but it better be a good one. Sure the mermaids were attractive, but there wasn't much of a plot." MC says with a yawn. A quick look over to the clock, and it reads 11:48 PM in a blinding blue light. Not too late for one of Levi's normal bingefests, but a little too late for MC when they have classes tomorrow.

"No, I promise this one is good. Everyone is talking about the art style. They say it is so original that it's captivating." Levi walks to the small futon briskly and plops himself down next to MC as he continues to ramble about the art. His voice slowly trails off as the opening begins to play.

As the music fills MC's ears, they perk up and a small smile appears on their face. "Levi, could this perhaps be, 'I Went to Hell For a Weekend and Got Stuck in a Love Heptagon with Seven Incubi'?"

Levi faces MC in shock. The look on their face is quite smug. (In all seriousness, it reminds Levi of Mammon when he wins poker, but he doesn't want to be think about his brother while looking at MC. So he pushes that thought away.) This anime came out only the day before their bingefest. And even then, Levi had this copy pre-ordered for this very occasion and it arrived before any stores were selling physical copies. There is no way a normie like MC could have heard about its release. Does this mean MC isn't such a normie after all?

"You heard of this show already?" The surprise in his voice was impossible to hide.

"Yeah, I have heard of it." MC smiles and chuckles quietly, "I have never actually seen it, but I have heard the opening quite a few times."

"Oh..." Levi sighs. He was so stupid. Of course MC had heard the opening. It is all over his Devilgram and they were on their phone for part of the last show, so they obviously just heard it on there. Levi deflates looking solemn. It was just a pipe dream that MC would ever be interested in his yucky otaku interests.

"Hey! There is no reason to be all sad just because I know the name of the show. I still haven't seen the whole thing. My first time watching will still be with you Levi, isn't that special enough?" The smile on MC's face seemed sincere enough, but the words that came out of their mouth made blood rush up to Levi's cheeks. Their first... did they really mean to say it like that?...

As thoughts begin to flood Leviathan's head the show began. It was true the art style was captivating. So captivating in fact, that he forgot about his embarrassment. But MC's words still lingered in his mind as he watched the show.

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"Well, I am dead tired." MC stands cracking their aching joints as they look at the clock. 2:37 AM. It was that late already? "I think I need to head to bed Levi. I have classes in the morning and I need at least a few hours of sleep."

"Are you sure?" Levi was just starting to enjoy MC's presence. At the beginning of the night, he was on edge trying to make everything perfect. Levi did want to mess up by being a yucky Otaku and give them a reason to leave him all alone. But as the night progressed, (and more snacks were consumed) he felt increasingly more comfortable with sharing his favorite shows with MC. "I have other shows we could watch to pass the time, or we could play this new game I got-"

MC walks over to Levi and gently sets their hands on his shoulders, "Games and anime are great, but what I need right now is sleep." MC watched as Levi's face filled with a blush and his eyes flashed with hurt. "I am not leaving because I am mad... or sad... or anything really. I just need to sleep, Leviathan." Their voice was barely above a whisper as they said his name. How could he disagree with them when they said his name like that; all the while, looking deep into his eyes. He felt like he could explode.

As MC turns away, the demon in question then sighs mutters a quiet "okay" under his breath. "Don't worry, Levi. This isn't the last time I will watch anime with you. I promise we can do another one of these when another new anime comes out." MC begins to pick up their things. A blanket they brought with them to keep warm in Levi's cold room and the rest of their human snacks. "Besides, I really liked that one, and I have heard they are already making season two." As they speak, MC makes their way across the room to the gigantic tank.

"Wait. How do you-"

"Good night Henry. Good night Levi." And with that, MC leaves. Closing the door behind them.

How did MC know about a second season? Even he, the Great Otaku Levi, has not heard about a season two on any forums or on any other website... After thinking about it, Levi suspects it's probably on Devilgram like the opening was. To prove his theory, he pulls out his D.D.D. and opens up Devilgram to the 'I Went to Hell For a Weekend and Got Stuck in a Love Heptagon with Seven Incubi' page. He scrolls through their posts and finds the opening, like he predicted, but what he didn't predict was their most recent post.

"This show would not have been possible without MC. Thank you for making such a great story and great art to go along with it!"

Levi reads the caption once, twice, thrice and is speechless. The photo for this post is none other than his MC standing with a hand drawn piece of the protagonist. He can even see their signature in the corner when he zooms in! He knew that they liked to draw, but he never thought they would make an anime.

Without thinking, Levi gets up and begins to run to MC's room. He needs to know that this isn't some sort of elaborate prank that MC and Satan brewed up to make him like a normie more.

The door to MC's room busts open, "MC!" The room is completely dark except for the light shining in through the doorway.

"Levi...? Is that you? Is something wrong?" MC's voice is soft and laced with sleep. If this were any other time, Levi would have screamed over their cuteness, but today he had a mission. He immediately marches up to the half asleep MC and promptly shoves his phone in their face.

"Did you make 'I Went to Hell For a Weekend and Got Stuck in a Love Heptagon with Seven Incubi'?" MC sits up and squints as their eyes adjust to the blinding screen and look at the post.

"Um... yeah. That's me isn't it?" Silence takes over the room, before Levi begins to scream.

"WAHHHHH! MC, why didn't you tell me!" Thankfully with the phone only being pointed at MC, they can't see the blush spreading across his face.

"Well, I didn't want you to treat me differently because I make anime." Laying back down as they speak, MC tucks a pillow under their head and looks up to where they guess Leviathan's face is. "Besides, I thought it was really cute how you were fanboying, and I didn't want you to stop because you knew you were in the presence of the creator." A small smile makes it's way on to MC's face as Levi feels his own get hotter.

Now covering his face, Levi quickly makes his way to the door while muttering, "You can't just say things like that..." As he begins to close the door, he pauses and opens it up again while looking back, "Can you tell me more about your show tomorrow, MC?" His voice sounds small compared to his previous scream.

"Of course Levi. We can talk for as long as you like."

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