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61 days.
The Color War
Hello there people. Many know me as "pupc@k3" or something. I've been growing tired of watching the war play on. In other words, I wanted to join in. The thing is, I don't really like the idea of violence on friends. I just see it as a sorry sight. So, I've made a team of my own, Team Turquoise. The Purple Jester is my assistant in this war. They will speak in purple, green, and blue. The rest of my army will speak in blue and green. P.J. speaks in those three colors because their original color is purple, and because I don't have Tumblr Premium. I will give more information, later.
its september 4 and i still got no list of colleges i want to attend, no essay, no english test taken, no fucking idea of how im gonna pay for university or even where im gonna study. im fucking terrified of how much i got nothing
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SAD HEADCANON TIME !!!!! Levi’s most closely guarded secret is that on the first snow of each year, or really if it’s any particularly cold night, he sits by his window, lights a candle, and talks to his mom. Just mundane things, really — Erwin’s weird habit of eating his meat completely dry despite the fact that everyone is provided gravy in their rations, how the kids in his squad had excitedly found a type of root that could be boiled like potatoes, how Hange was bothering him again by borrowing all his pens then leaving them uncapped, the way the cold dry air was giving him that annoying sniffle again…..no one has ever known of this ritual, not even his most trusted companions.
BUT one day, a couple months after you’ve committed yourselves to each other, you overhear him telling his mom how much she’d like you.
He tells her every little detail of his life since the last time he's talked to her. And he can't help but feel like she's listening every time. Like she's sitting next to the windowsill, watching the snow stick to the ground with him as they share a pot of his special tea.
For Levi, it feels as though he's coming home for the holidays, catching up with his mother who is nothing but smiles and maybe chiding him for letting his hair grow out too long when she sees him.
"It's unsafe! You could get it caught up on your gear!"
"Are they feeding you enough? You need to eat more. If you're humanitys strongest they should be giving you humanity's finest food!"
He pictures her fretting over things like that every time he talks to her. Levi will smile to himself, imagining his reflection in the window will resemble his mother's features much more than his own. And when he talks about you is when his heart starts to hurt, because he couldn't ever take you "home" to meet her. He couldn't watch you two talk about any embarrassing childhood stories of him. He couldn't have his shoulder nudged by his Uncle Kenny as he calls him that silly nickname of being his "pride and joy".
He won't have any of that. He tries not to wish for more though, because you still give him so much he thought he'd never have. And maybe, that's enough. He keeps his ritual to himself, and you don't give any indication of knowing about it. But hearing him say those words?
"You'd like her." Well, if Levi thinks so it must be true, right?
