‘thank you for being with me, thank you for teaching me how to live. thank you for wrapping this scarf around me’ ??
why ‘i’ll wrap you up in it again. again and again forever’
why look at younger self n mika like that?
why that face and ‘what am i to you?’
why ‘what if that day i chose another answer?’
why mikasa live in brain rent free?
why described as ‘girl that shows you so much kindness and affection’ + ‘no true reason or ingrained behaviour or compelling impulse. she just likes you so much’
why ‘eren, i want to share the burden of your sins with you’
Some jeankasa for the soul, guys :’)
This a collaboration I did with the talented @chenziee - they wrote this hilarious, fluffy, downright text-based beauty, and I drew a scene to go along with it. I had a lot of fun seeing the two pieces develop alongside each other.
Please read the fic that goes along with my half of the collab, you’ll love it: >>Winner<< !
I was rereading the official translation and to me this version is much better than "did you not understand the contents?". What Eren does here is not calling Levi stupid or being condescending. He asks weather what he wrote in the letter was not enough to make Levi understand his position and why he did what he did.
That's why he looks so sad and dead inside in that panel and Levi notices it and comments on it to Eren's surprise.
Summary: Jean heard about the scarf that Mikasa always wear was given by Eren. Mikasa was in front of him. Her fingers traced the rest of her scarf that was dangling. He couldn’t hold himself from asking, “If I give you something one day, will you keep it?”
Notes: Attack on Titan by Hajime Isayama. I don’t take any material advantage by writing this story.
Warning: grammatical errors. I know this is badly translated but I don’t know how to translate it better … My English sucks.
Available on AO3 and FFN.
Jean heard Connie and Sasha chuckling right behind him and he knew he was the object of the comedy they shared. He rolled his eyes, feeling exasperated. He blew his hair that was already lengthened and often covered his face. The gestures were happening because he still tried to hold himself from snapping at them. But, when their laughs were getting louder, he couldn’t swallow his irked state any longer.
“Can you all shut up?” Jean spat.
Connie was still laughing. Sasha puffed her cheeks to hold any giggle, but her face was still full of noisy amusement.
“So, you really like Mikasa?” Connie threw a rhetorical question. Whether Jean answered it or not, he already held the answer.
“Yeah, Jean. You couldn’t stop looking at her,” Sasha said. She bit her lips hard to resist her laugh again. Her hands held her stomach. “Did you always do that all this time? How could we don’t realize that?”
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