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What’s Levi like as a Dad? (@ Lyanna & Dante)

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Sorry to answer the questions late, don't worry, I'll answer them all And I'm sorry if I misspelled, I don't know much English :”v

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riva2mika

Esto es increíble!!!!!!! =DDDDD This is amazing!!!! I love it!!!

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Update: Will be sparse on here until November! A hardcore polish is needed for my MS while I wait to be picked up by an agent.

Missing all the love here but... I will be back =)

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Beyond the Walls excerpt

“Here, every day is the same.”

Levi says ‘here’ like it is the object of disdain, so she knows he means here, not just within the city, but within the walls.

“But out there?”

Her prompt is too vulnerable; it’s an accident when she lets it slip she’ll consider going beyond them. Mikasa wants to steel herself, to roll her eyes or release a scathing scoff; but instead, she watches his thumb trace over the raised scar at the base of her pointer finger.

The breath he lets out sounds like laughter, but it isn’t the sort that is evoked by mirth. He releases one of his hands from her knuckles; she is almost startled when two of his calloused fingers rest under her chin. He lifts her face to look at him, and she isn’t able to see what else is in his steel-slanted orbs other than sadness, though she senses something stirs beneath them.

“Out there, every day is different.” Now, a brief quirk in his lips —  it’s bittersweet. “When every day is different, you have to at least think about the next day enough to prepare for whatever it might bring.”

She sighs, another accident when she rests into the hold he has on her chin. For a split second his hand fans out, the back of his fingers brushing against her loosened jawbone, but then his touch is absent from both her cheek and her wine glass. 

When Mikasa reaches to touch her chin, she blames it on the instinctual habit from reaching for her old scarf. She drops her hand to her lap.

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riva2mika

Do yourself a favor and read this RivaMika work for my favorite Mikasa POV so far. 👌🏻 Pure Perfection.

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Skyflowers (Firework Gif edition)

Chapter 3 (”Stalemate” Art for Yet Never to Remember, a RivaMika Fanfic:

Sasha & Levi wearing the new Trifecta Regiment gear again. I love this chapter because it’s got fireworks (who doesn’t love fireworks), and a far-too-drunk Sasha forcing Levi to help her toss said fireworks is pretty funny.

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Chapter 3 Snippet via “Keep Reading”:

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“Reminding Me” - RivaMika fanart by Me

Songspiration: “Reminding Me” by Shawn Hook x Vanessa Hudgens

In this scene: Mikasa and Levi chose to separate to be with other people but, ultimately regretting the decision, they miss each other like crazy.

Lyrics are on point. 👌

Mikasa:

He keeps reminding me That you're still gone And I'm still lonely

Levi:

Oh, love, I know this isn't love 'Cause I'm still thinking of you While she's getting undressed . . .

She keeps reminding me That you're still gone And I'm still lonely

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Teaser for “Reminding Me”. My next RivaMika tribute.

It’s about time I work on another one of our power duo; I’ll color this after my rl work is done

Songspiration: “Reminding Me” by Shawn Hook x Vanessa Hudgens. It made me think of what it would look like if Levi & Mikasa were separated, with other people, but still missing each other.

The lyrics are perfection:

She/He keeps reminding me that you’re still gone, and I’m still lonely.”

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Sketch CHAPTER 7 Art for my “ALL BUT FORGOTTEN”, a RivaMika fanfic by me.

I love this chapter because there’s nothing better than Badass Captain Levi being a badass.

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After overhearing Eren boasting about abusing Mikasa while out drinking, Levi decides he will no longer stand by and do nothing. During their fight, Eren threatens to titan shift.

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Snippet from CHAPTER 7 (”BLOODSHED”):

"You fucking bastard. I'll show you." Eren stared down at his hand. "I'll show you!"

Levi slowly rose to his feet and a trickle of blood ran down over his right eyelid. He welcomed the blood, welcomed the sting. The adrenaline and pain felt good, as familiar to him as slipping on a pair of broken-in combat boots.

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