#snk chapter 138

[super-peace-fangirl]

Connie's so committed to protecting his dad he doesn't leave his side until the very moment Mikasa, Levi, Pieck and Falco have no choice but to depart 😔

And look at Levi's reaction to leaaving his kids behind

Isayama, why you do this to me man? 😳

[eternal-misfit]

Hi, I use memes to express myself because chapter 138 broke me :,)

[arminhug]

eren stans reading the attack on titan manga like:

[momtaku]

This is kind of a sensitive topic so you don't have to answer if you don't want to, but people had a special nickname for Mikasa after that 138 kiss. Basically they were all calling her a necrophile. What's your response to that? I have a lot of points to counter that myself, but I'm afraid that if I say anything I'll have people come after me with judgement and accusations. A lot of the hate that she gets goes too far, in my opinion.

My opinion is people need to grab a dictionary. A necrophile is someone who is sexually attracted to dead bodies and that is not Mikasa.

Mikasa was teetering between two worlds, a paths experience where they were together as a couple and reality where she was stopping his rampage. The kiss wasn't sexual. Eren's death wasn't exciting to her. The kiss was her way of telling Eren she loved him as both worlds merged together.

It's fine if people are bothered by it. It was supposed to be unsettling. But it was also very on par for Attack on Titan and anyone who enjoys the series should know that Isayama would take the final love confession and make it as painful and gruesome as possible.

I know some people say it to be funny, but I suspect the people who argue this would be gloating if their ship was instead involved in that sequence. I have yet to see a sincere and reasonable person who truly believe this of Mikasa. It's usually part of an attack by people who like you said, hate Mikasa and want to hurt her fans. It's childish name calling.

I have no worries of people coming after me in judgement on this point. It's the dumbest argument, easiest to ignore, and I am well trained in rolling my eyes all day if necessary at the nonsensical arguments of the bitter people in this fandom.

Thanks for the ask!

[femtoh]

So... this is the end... for us. 

Shingeki no Kyojin Chapter 138: A Long Dream

[theicewithin]

This chapter really piss me off it just show mikasa don’t really know or understand anything about eren and she never try to know the actual him, she always misinterpreted when it come to eren I remember in their cadet days when he final get to uses the 3dm gear she misinterpret what he meant and put her own words in it.

And the next panel shows what she wants to see

Right look at how Armin Bertholde and Reiner looking at her like really girl.

I believe in the 123 chapter again mikasa misinterpret what eren asks her

And while she think if she did answer him that time this would have happen

But this is not eren and this chapter just highlighted that she never did know him, the eren in this chapter is a cowered and that’s the eren mikasa wants the one who would runaway and wait to die funny she daydreaming about eren running away with her when in reality he wanted to runaway with historia . I can’t even pity a character like her she too pathetic.

[free-pancakes]

snk 138 is nothing but PAIN </3 could you drop alternative headcanons please 🤲🤲

Levi sat down on his porch, holding a warm mug of tea in his hands. Sunlight wrapped around his body like a hug, the cool breeze softly ruffled his hair and left cool kisses on his face—sweet relief in the summer heat. “Thanks, Hange,” he thought. He pressed his fingers up to his face, feeling the soft, smooth fabric of her eye patch covering his right eye and smiled.

He always felt like she was still around—little acts of nature like this made him feel she really was watching over him, like she was still at his side, and he felt a little less lonely. No, he was never alone. He might be living in this little cabin in the woods by himself, but the kids always came by to visit.

Connie and Niccolo never failed to bring him delicious meals. He could always tell which ones Connie cooked and easily preferred Niccolo’s dishes, but Connie was getting better at it so he couldn’t complain. Niccolo was a good teacher after all.

Oddly enough, he found a quiet friendship with Pieck. She’d come by to visit and bring little sweets for them to share. They’d sit quietly together listening to music on a small Marleyan record player gifted to him and Hange one day many years ago. He accrued quite a large music library of sorts, a new little hobby of his since he moved into the cabin.

Jean finally won Mikasa’s heart after all these years. Levi was a bit surprised at this, but he remembered Hange always telling him that she’d been giving Jean advice with how to win the heart of an Ackerman. He grumbled a bit whenever he remembered this, annoyed that she read him like an open book and now even in death, she succeeded in proving how well she knew him—a hopeless romantic like Jean found happiness with an Ackerman because of her advice. He wondered what she told him—she refused to tell him every time he asked. He thought about this and chuckled to himself whenever Jean and Mikasa would come and drop off their little toddler for him to watch while they were busy. In fact, he looked after their child and Historia’s quite often. When they’d run to him, hands outstretched yelling “Uncle Levi!” he always let himself smile big as they jumped into his embrace. Whenever this happened, the wind whistled by his ears and he swore he heard hints of her voice—Hange teasing him and whispering in his ear about how proud she was that he was finally sharing this endearing side of himself with people other than herself.

One day he was watching over Historia and Mikasa’s toddlers, and he let them run around his home as he sat and pulled a journal from the coffee table. It was a makeshift journal that Onyankopon had bound for him, holding pages he had ripped from Hange’s research notebooks and journals. He had to admit, he was a mess after all the events that occurred, as he sat in the memories and guilt of being the only survivor of his generation. They all began to worry about him when he spiraled into that dark place, but one day Armin decided to gather Hange’s old notebooks and journals and brought them to Levi. At first Levi refused, but Armin insisted he had to flip through some of them. And goddamnit Armin was right— Levi smiled, even laughed as he leafed through the pages. He loved reading her thoughts and notes on titans—her beautiful mind never ceased to amaze him. But what he really loved, was that she wrote little notes about what she was thinking about in between her research. He wildly flipped to find certain dates. Dates marking things like the day they first hung out together, Erwin’s birthdays, the days leading up to when Hange and Petra threw him a surprise birthday party, the days where they spent time taking care of each other after expeditions, everything. Levi was one to remember the exact dates of it all, and he wasn’t disappointed with what he found. She wrote all about him and their friends in the margins, and he ripped out those pages to keep, and Onyankopon surprised him one day having bound them into a journal for him. It helped bring him out of the seemingly endless nightmares he had at the time after all that happened. He reread some of her words every night, and was met with restful, dreamless sleep. She wasn’t even on this earth anymore yet she was still saving him.

The two toddlers suddenly jumped up onto his lap breaking him out of his trance. “Uncle Levi, can you please tell us a story??” they chimed together, staring at him with cute little puppy-dog eyes. Levi was taken aback, and knew he’d be bad at this but he couldn’t refuse them. He nodded.

“Yay!!!” They yelled in unison. They both sat on either side of him on the couch and stared up at him with eager eyes.

Levi thought for a little bit, and began to speak:

“Once upon a time there were two best friends. They were the strongest heroes everyone knew. They climbed giant walls and looked at the vast lands in front of them from the top of it, knowing it’d all be theirs once they defeated the big, bad titans!”

The two kids gasped, and Levi tried not to laugh.

“Yes, they’d jump around climbing the necks of the big bad titans and would...” He should probably not say they slashed them up right?”

“They jumped on their necks and cast a spell and they’d disappear! They did this for many years until all of them were finally gone. The two best friends were happy and searched for more land to see and explore until they found the big blue ocean. Water that was salty and laid home to many creatures both friendly and dangerous. Now there were more bad guys on the other side of the ocean but they were a little different than titans, and they looked like you and me so it was much harder to defeat them. So the two best friends tried to find a way to win. They went on adventures together trying to figure out their secrets until they almost died trying to do that.”

Levi hesitated.

“And one day one of the best friends asked the other if they wanted to live in the forest together, and leave their younger, smart and powerful comrades to defeat the bad guys. And the other best friend said yes. Their comrades won the battle and the two best friends lived happily ever after in the forest. The end.”

“That was a horrible story to tell kids, wasn’t it?” he thought. He was ready to see their confused looks but was surprised at what he saw.

He looked down at the two children, who nuzzled their heads into his lap and were now fast asleep. Jean’s kid snored loudly and drooled over his pants, and he couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. “Oh Hange, I wish you could be here too...” Levi said aloud. He felt tears well up behind his eyes but he blinked them away.

His mind went to the last page of his book of Hange’s notes:

“I hope Levi could live a long life and be happy for the rest of his days. Nothing brings me more joy than seeing him experience happiness behind his dumb scowl. And Levi if you come across this someday, remember that I love you and goddammit try to smile or something in front of someone other than me!”

Levi of course memorized these words, and repeated them in his head as he ran his fingers softly through the children’s hair as they slept.

“Stupid four-eyes,” he thought. He breathed in memories of her and promised he’d try to live the rest of his days happily and smiling just as she wished for him.

(thanks for the ask anon, this was quite therapeutic to write. sorry i think i got a bit carried away, hope u like it 💕)

edit: part 2

[bunneechan]

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