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Fandom would be much more peaceful if people undetood that a ship doesn't have to be canon to be good
Eruri and Levihan are both good ships but it's a simple fact that they are as canon as one another, they aren't
Why people get their panties in a twist about a fictional pairing will always be funny to look at
the true answer is polyamory. they all kiss. simultaneously. add miche and nanaba there too. call that veteranshipping
Nanaba (requested)
Every day i wish for an extra episode where it’s all about the veterans. Watching miche nanaba hange and levi in the fields? Ugh
YES okay i want a spinoff episode that’s about levi making friends as an antisocial still-distrusting depressed jerk who’s still seen as a thug by the majority of the scouts.
each segment is dedicated to one veteran, but as it goes on the dynamic and friend group becomes bigger and more in depth to include everyone. so we get hange, erwin, etc lore with levi himself *sort of* blending into the backdrop, but the point is he makes new connections while also acting as a bridge for affection and comraderie between the others who might not have been close before :)
mike and erwin were already besties but moblit and hange seemed to be(???) fresh scouts at this point and everyone was put off by hange’s hanginess and levi was the most outspoken about how annoying they are when in reality he dedicates the most time to listening to them talk about their passions because he “”””has nothing better to do””” when actually their energy and high spirit is like a breath of fresh air and as soon as erwin notices this astonishing development he starts joining in and FINALLY the ice between THEM that’s remained since the expedition melts and naturally next there’s the matter of mike who rly rly rly doesn’t like levi bc he stole the humanity’s strongest title and kind of tried to cut off erwin’s head twice in front of him but nanaba has a crush on levi or something so sitcom hilarity briefly ensues which has them *GUNSHOTS* —!!!
Hitch Wins! On to the Next Poll...
Before any more time passes, let's get things rolling for the next round, guys.
First things first.......the results of the last poll.
First let me just say I was rather disappointed at the lack of votes, guys. A mere 61 this time around. 😞
I expected a better turnout. Especially since it was a poll honoring AOT's forgotten girls, one of the main points of my page. And I heavily suspect it was because I had to repost my original poll that it came up weak.
In my experience, when something is reposted, it generates less views on the second go around. I have seen it on YouTube and elsewhere. And I would appreciate if such a trend didn't repeat itself here. I feel like the vote turnout would have been better if I didn't have to go back and do that due to an error, and I do know the original results played out differently as a consequence.
I just hope for better from now on. And for those who do vote, PLEASE REBLOG as you do. It would help tremendously.
Anyway, as I was saying.....our top three winners. The first with 26% of the vote....
HITCH DREYSE! Not too surprising, she always seemed to be a favorite with most. One of the few members of the Military Police to actually develop a likable personality. And one of the few people to establish any real connection to Annie Leonhart which counts for something. She definitely could have benefitted from a larger role in the story. Seeing how she represents a badly underdeveloped faction within the Walls.
And at second place with just over 21% of the vote....
NANABA! The masculine beauty of Squad Miche. This is a character who continues to grow on me. And as one of the few supporting scouts with any substantial amount of screentime, she is a fascinating character. Cool under pressure, headstrong, and a natural leader. I think we can all agree she deserved better in the long run. Justice for Squad Miche.
And in third with just shy of 20% of the vote...
ISABEL MAGNOLIA! Levi's long lost friend and companion. The third of the main ladies to have an intimate and lasting impact on Levi Ackerman's life. Would have been fascinating to explore more of that unique friendship, seeing the connections he already has with Petra and Hange. She was the initial frontrunner before I had to repost the poll. Wonder how she would have fared otherwise. But she is truly the dark horse here, even in third place. I may have to do an Isabel Deserves Better post one of these days. Who doesn't love an energetic redhead?
Meanwhile.....
Poor Anka is dead last here. Didn't even crack 2% in this poll. 😔 Scoring less than Hannah Diamant And Rico Brzenska. Such a shame, I always thought she was cute and we deserved to see her in action. Please show her some love people. Because she got dealt a raw deal by Isayama. More on THAT one later....... 🔍🤔
To everyone who did vote and reblog, thank you! Let's hope for a stronger turnout this next go around.
Now, this week's poll......
Of all of these characters, who would you have most liked to see become a Titan Shifter themselves?
Mikasa Ackerman
Jean Kirstein
Connie Springer
Sasha Braus
Historia Reiss / Christa Lenz
Marco Bott
Hange Zoe
Miche Zacharius
Other? (Please Name Them!)
In order to be fair, I am NOT including Levi as he is already plenty powerful. I also will NOT include Erwin Smith, as the controversial choice of giving Armin the serum over him I think speaks for itself. It's enough to assume that yes, there exists a vested interest in him coming back as a Titan Shifter already.
And yes I added Mikasa to the list. Let's pretend there was nothing that prohibited her from becoming a Titan, because frankly the so called Ackerpower is not well explained anyway. Also screw the canon, Isayama's rules don't apply here. Let's use a little imagination I say.
Well that is that. Please have at it people and please, REBLOG!
Let's see who comes out on top. 👍
Hello! can I request nanaba jealous of reader that spend time with her friends more than her?
Hey, thank you for this ask! It’s been a while since I wrote anything about Nanaba so this was fun. Also thought posting on Valentine’s Day was appropriate. This one does turn romantic, I wasn’t sure from your request if that was what you wanted so I apologise if not! (I’m always happy to write another version) But there’s no adult content in this one, just fluffy stuff. Also Mike is a fantastic best friend!
Nanaba hates the way this feels, hates the colour she feels she’s radiating. When people speak to her and she replies in a manner which can only be described as ‘short’ she panics, worried that it’s as clear as day for everyone to see how irritable she is. Or worse that they know the reason behind her behaviour.
Envious is not a word she’d ever associated with herself. Content - check. Grateful - check. Happy & cheerful - check. Moody - sometimes. Angry - yes, sometimes, she’s only human. Jealous, no that wasn’t her.
But recently she’s been feeling like she’s going crazy every time she sees you with someone else, all the fun you have with your friends. Nanaba finds answers in bottles of drinks, only they’re not answers just lies devoid of love but either way it makes it easier to sleep. What is it that she wants? That’s the problem she isn’t sure, is it to have you as a close friend, a best and trusted friend, like a sibling or something more?
Nanaba sees everything, it’s a trait she picked up on when younger. She notices small things that might be missed by others, so when you smile at others, when your hand brushes against their skin all of it she makes a mental note of and wishes it was her instead.
Sometimes when she closes her eyes she pictures it’s her that makes you laugh, that she’s the one you go to before anyone else to spend time with. That you stroke her cheek or brush her hair. The thought alone makes her feel warm inside and sends occasional shivers up her spine. The want to be touched is overwhelming.
The feelings of jealousy are always followed by guilt, the last thing in the world Nanaba would want to come off as was obsessed, envious or controlling. Why shouldn’t you have lots of friends who make you happy?
There’s moments where she nearly says something, but instead retreats afraid of embarrassing herself. The problem is that the longer she thinks like this without saying something the worse the urge and desire becomes. The chain reaction ends up with her feeling hurt and rejected, even though you haven’t done anything wrong. So again comes the guilt.
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“What’s wrong?” Mike asks while they’re on watch.
Nanaba looks up, deer caught in the headlights. Mike, Mike also notices everything but not only that it wouldn’t surprise her if somehow he could smell her sadness or her fear.
“Nothin’” She shrugs her shoulders.
Mike chuckles, “Really Nana, that’s the game you want to play right now?” He teases as he walks over to her and rests his arm on her shoulder.
She can’t help but smile, “Right, cause you see everything.”
“Well I like to think I know my best and oldest friend.”
Nanaba can’t conceal her smile, sometimes Mike can be awfully cheesy, who uses terms like best friend at their age? But she’s so grateful for it and knows he’s right.
“It’s just…there’s this person, a friend…I like them I guess?”
Mike nods but doesn’t interrupt, allowing her to get her thoughts straight and communicate in the way she needs to.
“Y/N, I mean they’re my friend and I thought that’s all they were. I thought we were just close friends who trust one another and have a laugh but…recently I’ve found myself feeling a little jealous, well a little foolish really. Jealous of how much time y/n spends with their other friends, how close they seem with certain friends and how I wish it was me.”
Mike pulls Nanaba into a hug without a word, “Ahh kid you got it bad.”
“Kid?” She raises an eyebrow and playfully pushes him away, “We’re practically the same age!”
Mike rubs his chin thoughtfully, “Could you suggest hanging out, just the two of you? Even if it’s odd half hours here and there, a coffee date that kinda thing?”
Nanaba considers this for a moment, knows it makes perfect sense but still isn’t sure.
“What’s the worst that can happen?” He asks.
“I’m embarrassed and left heartbroken,” she replies.
“Well you’ll still have me.” Mike poses for a moment like a statue and once again Nanaba can’t help but laugh. “Seriously Nana, if you really like them it’s not worth holding all of this inside. If the love is unrequited then at least you know and you’ll still be close friends…but it’s better to know than to spend your life regretting that you didn’t say anything.”
Nanaba nods, she knows Mike is right, he often is. It strikes her as funny later on when she’s thinking about their exchange, she’d never used the word love. She hadn’t even thought about it but Mike was right, maybe he really did know her as well as that.
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When Nanaba approaches you the following morning there’s something different about her, a shift in how she holds herself. She’s elegant as always but she seems more confident, happier than you’ve seen her for a while.
When you greet her with a smile and go to hug her, she seems almost shocked but in a good way. A small chuckle as she wraps her arms round you and a smile bright enough to lighten up a room when she pulls away.
“Hey,” you say, “Where’ve you been? I’ve missed you!” You’re telling the truth, you really have missed her, her jokes and the way she seems to know you like no one else.
Nanaba is quiet for a moment, the confidence she exuded a moment ago seems to be in retreat. You notice she’s opened her mouth but no words are coming out, her bottom lip quivers a little and when she looks into your eyes the faintest trace of a blush highlights her cheeks.
“I…” she starts but looks at the ground.
“What’s wrong Nanaba?”
She shakes her head, “Nothing, I’m sorry I haven’t been around for a while just busy yah’ know but I’ve missed you. I’ve really missed hanging out and spending time together.”
You smile in return, she really is adorable and hearing her say those words sets your heart beating a little faster.
Before you have a chance to reply she continues, “Do you think, maybe we could spend a little time together, alone I mean.” She doesn’t break eye contact this time, though you’re sure you can see her pupil’s dilate just a little.
You grin back, now you’re sure you’re blushing a little as you feel the heat rise up your neck and into your cheeks. It’s probably nothing right? The two of you are good friends but maybe, just maybe there might be something more and there’s only one way to find out.
You nod, “Sure, sounds great, really great I’d like that a lot.” You notice you’re stuttering a little as you say it.
“When do you wanna…” Nanaba starts but is unable to continue as you interrupt.
“How about now,” you reply and take her hand in yours, no time like the present right?
There’s an awkward moment of silence as both you and Nanaba contemplate what has just transpired and then it’s broken with a laugh.
“Now sounds great,” she says turning to the side to look at you.
She smiles and it’s so very warm. You smile and feel your heart might burst.
As you walk the two of you remain holding hands, occasionally swinging them a little, her grip tightens just a little on yours. It’s dusk and the sky is a beautiful colour painted in pastels and a solitary black bird serenades you. Nanaba wonders if she should tell you everything about how she’s been feeling and why she kept her distance. But then she thinks maybe it can wait for another day, maybe this is a enough.
SHORT STORIES 4 - Pour la première fois... - Chap. 12 : Livaï
[ Texte en anglais : ici ( @yusenki ) ]
[ Histoire publiée en juin 2017 sur Au Smartpass ]
Douceurs partagées autour d’un thé
Ce jour-là, la caserne du Bataillon d’exploration, qui sentait habituellement la boue, était emplie d’une odeur sucrée peu habituelle.
Dans la salle de réunion des officiers, des pâtisseries fraîches et colorées étaient disposées en forme pyramidale sur la table.
En les voyant, Livaï prit un air de dégoût et s’exclama :
« C’est quoi cette montagne de pâtisseries ? Une blague ?
- Ne me le fais pas dire. Je suis aussi embarrassé que vous qu’on m’ait forcé à les prendre. »
Ce jour-là, le mécène auquel Erwin avait rendu visite possédait des vergers. Le hobby de la femme de ce riche marchand était la pâtisserie. Au moment de partir, le couple avait chargé les bras d’Erwin de ces douceurs, en guise de souvenir, sans que celui-ci ait son mot à dire.
« J’aurais réagi autrement s’ils m’avaient tendu de l’argent ou des biens pour me corrompre ouvertement, mais puisque leur geste était innocent… je n’ai pas pu refuser. »
Le sucre et les produits laitiers étaient considérés comme des denrées rares à l’intérieur des murs. Ainsi, qu’un mécène offre à son client des pâtisseries n’avait en fait rien de saugrenu. Cependant, puisque le Bataillon d’exploration fonctionnait avec un budget réduit, ses soldats n’avaient pas l’habitude de voir ce genre de produits. C’est pourquoi ils se demandaient, déconcertés, ce qu’ils allaient bien pouvoir en faire.
Erwin eut un rire amer, Mike lança un regard noir sur les pâtisseries qui dégageaient un arôme de fruits bouillis, et leurs lieutenants regardaient la pyramide avec curiosité, incapables de prendre une décision.
« C’est du gâchis d’en laisser autant. Ce genre d’aliments va se gâter en un jour. »
Hansi marmonna qu’un aliment recouvert d’une couche de sucre pouvait se conserver pendant un moment et servir de provision pour une expédition.
Nanaba, qui avait compté calmement le nombre de pâtisseries, prit la parole :
« Il n’y a aucune raison pour que nous les gardions pour nous. Pourquoi ne pas en rapporter dans chaque escouade et les partager avec nos subordonnés ? On n’a rien à perdre. »
Il y avait plus d’une dizaine de belles pâtisseries fourrées aux fruits, bien rondes et enrobées de sucre. Les membres du Bataillon d’exploration n’étaient pas très nombreux. En découpant des parts, tout le monde pouvait avoir la sienne.
« Très bien. Livaï, tu devrais demander à Erd et Petra d’emporter ça. C’est une bonne occasion de t’affirmer en tant que supérieur, tu ne crois pas ?
- C’est pas tes affaires, Binocles ! »
En dépit de la réaction acerbe de Livaï, Hansi avait raison.
Livaï, qui avait intégré le Bataillon d’exploration en empruntant une voie peu conventionnelle, n’avait pas souvent l’occasion de renforcer sa crédibilité auprès de ses subordonnés.
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Les soldats furent excités en voyant le paquet apporté par Livaï. Étonnamment, leur réaction fut positive.
« Vous avez distribué des pâtisseries dans toutes les escouades ?!… C’est inhabituel.
- C’est pas moi qui les ai achetées… Un riche a forcé Erwin et les autres à les prendre. »
Il leur expliqua comment les pâtisseries étaient arrivées jusqu’ici et la décision qu’ils avaient prise de les partager avec tout le monde. En entendant cela, Petra se pencha en avant, les yeux brillants.
« Ah, Caporal ! Tant qu’à faire, cela vous dirait que je prépare du thé ?
- Ne t’emballe pas trop, Petra.
- Mais ce n’est pas tous les jours qu’on voit ça ! Attends, Auruo ! Si c’est toi qui t’occupes de découper les parts, elles ne seront pas égales. Laisse Erd s’en charger ! »
Il paraissait évident à présent, se dit Livaï, que les soldats n’avaient reçu qu’une nourriture simple depuis leur formation dans les Brigades d’entraînement. Les soldats qu’il avait côtoyés lorsqu’il vivait dans les Bas-Fonds, appartenaient aux Brigades spéciales : ils semblaient toujours arrosés de produits de luxe.
Le petit groupe de soldats était constitué des mêmes individus que d’habitude, pourtant, une atmosphère d’harmonie, teintée d’humour, était en train de se répandre grâce à ces quelques douceurs. Curieusement, cela plut à Livaï :
« Fais comme tu veux. Non, attends… Il y a une boîte de thé noir sur une étagère dans ma chambre. Ce sera meilleur que le thé immonde qu’on nous fournit. »
En entendant ces mots, les soldats jetèrent un regard surpris à leur supérieur. C’était la première fois qu’ils voyaient une marque de sa gentillesse en dehors du champ de bataille.
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Le temps a passé.
Parmi les soldats qui avaient profité de ces pâtisseries, ainsi que leurs supérieurs qui les avaient distribuées, nombreux sont ceux qui ont trouvé la mort au combat. Grâce à ces sacrifices, l’état de la société à l’intérieur des murs a changé.
En ville, le marché était devenu plus animé. On voyait de plus en plus de produits sur les étalages.
Après tant de pertes, Livaï avait désormais beaucoup à faire. Il se faufilait d’un pas rapide à travers la foule, quand soudain, il sentit une odeur sucrée. Il aperçut des pâtisseries aux fruits disposées sur un stand. Le commerçant vendait non seulement des aliments de base, mais arrivait aussi à proposer des produits de luxe.
« Hé, le soldat du Bataillon ! Qu’est-ce que vous diriez de quelques douceurs pour votre famille ? »
Etant donné qu’il n’avait pas de famille, Livaï eut l’intention d’ignorer le vendeur, lorsque, tout à coup, des visages familiers lui apparurent : le nouveau major, qui ne comptait pas ses heures ; et ces jeunes, qui portaient la responsabilité pesante d’être encore en vie (ils en étaient bien conscients) et qui se préparaient pour leur prochain combat.
Il n’osait pas espérer les voir sourire dans une parfaite harmonie, comme ses subordonnés l’avaient fait cette fois-là.
Et pourtant…
« Emballez-moi ça. »
Il était curieux.
Ses nouveaux subordonnés ne connaissaient que l’expression revêche qu’il affichait d’un bout à l’autre de l’année. Il se demandait quelle tête ils feraient au moment où il leur apporterait ces pâtisseries et les servirait accompagnées de thé.
Les pâtisseries emballées venaient tout juste de sortir du four. Il sentit leur chaleur se répandre dans la paume de sa main.
NANABANANA
I think of miche (Mike) loving on a lake where he likes to go fishing and nanaba is a mermaid he meets one day
I CHOKED
I LOVE NANABA!! AND MIKE!! ok ok but she would watch from the rocks, shy as she watches him fish - but she sees how he throws the smaller ones back. so when she gets tangled in some fishing line one day, the hook stuck in her flank, she swims up to him for help, already weak from blood loss.
he probably slips and falls onto the dock in his surprise when he sees her tail, but recovers quickly to help her.
she stays close to the dock as she heals, letting Mike replace her bandages and apply polysporin daily...AHH IM DYING I LOVE THEM
