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#zoë rambles
levmada · 3 months
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I like to think levi looks at hange and thinks comfort and stability or consistency. Considering hange is one of the few that came back alive and still maintained their eccentric personality. Excited to learn and to tell levi all about what they’ve learned because that’s bestie right there whether they admit it or not
oh yes. (by one of the few that came back alive i’m assuming you mean after no regrets??)
every scout in short believes in creating a world without the horror of the titans to explore freely, BUT i think hange really embodies that in how they present themself. they’re bubbly and excitable and UNABASHEDLY PASSIONATE about not just titans but the scouts’ whole mission. they’re unashamed.
but hange (and this is often missed by fans for some reason) isn’t stupid or an airhead??? they’re a scientist, and a scientist brave and/or crazy enough to study titans at that. like after nick was murdered, hange played up a whole sympathetic act in order to pick up on a clue that it was the interior MP that did it.
they're so childlike and eccentric and excitable, but the magnitude of everything they personally have been through, and the stakes of the scouts' mission, weighs just as heavily on them as any other scout. like after the titan is discovered in the wall.
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(THEYRE TREMBLING ALL OVER😭)
furthermore they're canonically the SCARIEST when angry, including in this situation where they got very close to throwing nick off the wall. NOT EVEN LEVI IS AS SCARY FIROGJTIR this has nothing to do with their relationship im rambling sorry sorry
they're a reckless risk-taker which reminds me of someone else levi knows lol. interestingly levi never takes unnecessary risks so if hange is levi's comfort, then levi is their anchor lol
bit of a side note but undoubtedly hange reminded levi a lot of isabel. (and erwin w/ farlan, and then falco and gabi it’s true sue me)
one thing levi has criticized hange for is their propensity to run and hide (ie in the uprising arc... not included in the anime)
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god this scene is so funny by the way
this comes back up during the rumbling, when hange proposes/muses that they and levi should just stay there and live together. (which makes hange surprisingly like jean, who was the most reluctant in the alliance to fight the rumbling.) levi asks where running and hiding is going to get them...
but hange's position as commander has changed them evidently. the rumbling is leagues worse than the uprising situation, but - and tho that's still what they wanted to do - they were already in the middle of building the cart to transport levi on. which seems to make him feel relieved.
so predictably, levi is the source of strength/stability/comfort for hange after post-RtS. levi looks to them to lead, for stability; they're the last veteran left too. no doubt he was there for them every step of the way.
aka they're both each other's comfort at that point.
so it's interesting to reflect on how their relationship has changed since levi started out ready to shank hange for listening to him, farlan, and isabel discussing their murder erwin plan reeling from their hurricane-force excitement, kind of getting unwittingly attached, and getting royally annoyed whenever hange did something dumb.
ie, almost breaking their neck when falling off that ladder to reach a book in that side story.
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a realization which really clicked for me and allowed me to really reconcile all the contrasting facets of levi's character, is that his almost uncanny ability to continue, his relentless drive —which due to its unwavering nature, can be misconstrued as flawed or unfeeling — is in fact the opposite.
levi is a very passionate character, yet often wears a face of immovability, and i think its not only bc he HAS to — bc levi finds drive and purpose in service and dedicating himself to that which is bigger than his individuality and fleeting concerns — but bc what can read as impassiveness, is actually peace.
levi finds peace in being able to give meaning to those who can no longer fight for themselves, he finds peace in not soiling their memory, in maintaining gratitude for life and pouring his passion into fulfilling their fight. but levi also takes it upon himself to stay strong FOR others, FOR the fight, his composure, like almost all of his facets, is a selflessness.
it never mattered to levi WHO had passed, he was never one for scaling, levi appreciates whoever is placed in his life and takes to their spirits with equal zeal, he was ready to kill for furlan and isobel, ready to die for erwin, and ready to let go of hange in prioritizing their autonomy. and throughout, his foremost priority was an uncompromising pursuit of life, an uncompromising care for a life desired, a life true to itself - his whole mission is affording ppl freedom after all, securing them their humanity.
which is why seemingly failing the ppl in his life — e.g. erwin, kenny — makes him so angry (there's more to this tho, cant get into it w/o being shippy lol).
however, the thing, (or person lol), which really cemented my stance, is levi's last interaction with hange, you can feel him pause, you can feel the weight and history and burden of being asked to let someone he cares deeply for, sacrifice themself unchallenged, of standing unequivocally between that. But Levi recognizes his irrelevance in the equation, he recognizes Hange's sincerity, he recognizes the weight of their sacrifice, and in that is able to tell them that whatever they do, they should dedicate their heart, he's able to recognize hange's autonomy, their passion THEIR life, and what giving it means to them, and is able to find peace in knowing that hange lived as they died, fully.
he lets them die with no regrets.
levi is the personification of one's dedicated heart, he is uncompromising faith, he is unflinching support, and he is relentless sacrifice. levi is life, and he is proof of life after death, and he is, primarily, peace after death - peace in dying for having lived.
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cottageivy · 1 year
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my cat def needs to go to the vet but it’s easter weekend so no vets are open except for emergency vets and they’re like weirdly picky about what constitutes as an emergency, and EXPENSIVE
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im-autistic · 2 years
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Another concept I think Rick should’ve explored more is Hades/Pluto kids retaining their memories after death. Like how permanent is that? Since Bianca chose rebirth, does that mean there’s a toddler who has a vague memory of Nico or Zoë or Percy?
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hotxcheeto · 2 years
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When they’re off their rocker >>>>>>>
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The Beginnings
So maybe this blog will give me the motivation to write again??
I’ve been a fan of Percy Jackson since I was wee little. Accidentally starting on Titan’s Curse not realizing it was a series (I was reading on an ancient kindle where everything was disorganized), I quickly became infatuated with the Hunter’s of Artemis. Was this the moment I decided I was ace-aro?? Probably. Zoë Nightsade was my first true love.
I was so crushed when Zoë died that it literally spawned a 10+ year long HOA oc fic. Baby me was looking up Hunters of Artemis fics on the few sites my kindle could access, but when I got my first iPad mini in 2014 it was all fair game. I’m pretty sure I read the entire library of fanfiction.net and AO3 at the time. And thus the gears began to turn in my mind.
The story has definitely changed a lot over the year, but the core elements have somehow stayed the same. What started as a Zoë Nightsade lives au turned into a massive 3 part series featuring my first ever oc, and went onto help me though some of the toughest time in my life. While not perfectly polished, it’s a story near and dear to my heart.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy my silly little story here. Not entirely sure when I’m gonna do with this blog yet, may be art, may be writing, or perhaps just ramblings of my hcs <33
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snowy-weather · 2 years
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Found a terf blog claiming Hange Zoe would be a terf.
Hange Zoe.
They are LITERALLY CANONICALLY non-binary.
WTF is wrong with people. I hate this place. 
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johnconstantinesdick · 2 months
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"Because she can tell on some level that Bianca is a child of the big three" Um, no? That's a cute headcanon, but that is never even implied in the books. Nobody had a clue who Bianca and Nico's parent was. The only hints we got were when Bianca blew up the skeletons, and everyone who saw that either died or kept it a secret. Before that? They were just bog-standard unclaimed demigods.
If you have some beef with my post you’re gonna have to come off anon for me to take you seriously because rn you’re getting rude over a five note post
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kaija-rayne-author · 7 months
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I have bathed Princess Zoë, one of the two cats who need baths today.
This has resulted in a temporary hatred of me and me face down on my bed from exhaustion.
Being chronically ill blows.
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elevatortheory · 9 months
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new favorite episode . along with yaspers
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book-tease · 1 year
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my cats have betrayed me, they’re sleeping on the couch out in the living room, all alone, instead of being in my room with me while i fall asleep?? did i offend them or something??
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14dyh · 3 months
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Sickness | H.Z.
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Pairing: Hange Zoë x female reader Summary: Hange takes care of Y/N during a terrible cold. Word count: 1.4k A/N: oh to be taken care of by hange… (btw hange x reader requests are highly encouraged, i love doing them)
The weather changes recently have been a challenge to Y/N's immune system, which may also partly be the reason for her often sickness. Y/N forgot what mornings without a stuffy nose felt like, or a clawing sore throat begging for relief from a distasteful cough syrup. Food barely tasted good, and every night, the dread of running out of tissues at her bedside creeps up on her. Sickness was incredibly mundane after what she had to go through during the war that both ended and began everything. The war demanded her to fight despite bleeding and injury. To think that a soldier trained to withstand any sickness was currently sick in bed was somehow ironic.
Y/N shifted groggily in the sheets, mind still clouded and her breathing quietly desperate for a better airway.
"Hello, love. Good morning," Hange would quietly say every morning accompanied by a tight hug around her chest, snuggling closer as their bodies dipped on the soft mattress.
Y/N would smile but quietly scold Hange for insisting on sleeping beside her despite her sickness.
"Pfft, I won't get sick," Hange would reason, even going as far as proving it with a few kisses. "See? Sickness itself is scared of me."
Hange's humorous attitude alleviated the discomfort within Y/N. The sickness often irritates her because of how much it restricts her actions around the house. After the war, the house she envisioned with Hange gradually became a reality and became where they settled. It has a wonderful view of a riverside and vast greenery. The neighbors are few and everyone has been kind, mostly because of Hange's charm and friendliness.
Hange insisted on tending to the house when Y/N got sick. They learned to clean up and organize the house in functions that would favor them both. It was a scene Y/N always envisioned as she gripped her sword to fight. This is the peace she fought for. A quiet, married life with her most beloved in a serene countryside.
"Hm, awake already? How'd you feel?" Hange approached the bed, carrying a tray of steaming food over the bed.
"Terrible, but not very much," Y/N muttered, sitting up before coughing on a fresh tissue. She would look at the food Hange prepared and smile, knowing that Hange had been exploring more cookbooks on their bookshelf. They have been fascinated by the outside world cuisine, always eager to try something new and pick the best ones for Y/N. Hange would usually sit by the bed as Y/N ate, flipping through the cookbooks and telling her the contents, what looked tasty, or what they would try next. Y/N could not help but give Hange a loving stare as they rambled on, appreciating how Hange used their curiosity as a love language.
Y/N cherished these days despite the sickness as it was nothing compared to their life before the war. She longed for this resolute peace, creating these halcyon memories to remember.
Y/N, consumed by her current happiness, is unaware that she is slowly deteriorating. Darkness slowly spreads underneath her once lively eyes. Her skin appears more sickly than ever, and a strange lack of reflection plagues the mirrorless house. The setting sun never fades into darkness, and the ticking clocks of life have paused.
The morning... or what she thought it was... was nothing like any before. She awoke shaking and panting violently, her fists clenched and unclenched the sheets as if trying to hold to reality and reality itself. She squeezed her eyes shut, pinching her nose as if to compress the horrors of the past. Was it another nightmare of the war? The same recurring dream of losing Hange? It was unbearable to watch like a memory violently forced into the forefront of her mind.
"It's just a dream..." She muttered to herself, holding onto the pillow.
No sooner, Hange entered the room carrying the breakfast they prepared for Y/N. A worried expression passed over their face as they saw the disheveled, panicked state of their sick wife on the bed. Hange sat beside Y/N, wrapping the blankets around her until they were intertwined in each other's arms.
"I dreamed about it again..." Y/N muttered, almost shakily. "I lost you... You died in that war..." Y/N sniffled, leaning closer to the warmth of her lover, letting her ears be filled with the sound of their heartbeat. Hange remained silent, slowly stroking her hair.
Then Hange broke the silence and whispered, "Why do you think so?"
"We can't pretend like this anymore," Hange whispered back in response, a morose sigh passing over their lips as they almost trembled holding her. Y/N felt her heart lodged in her throat, a deep pit in her stomach eating her away.
Y/N shrugged and shook her head lightly, her hand finding a way around Hange's. "I don't know, probably just my head messing with me," she muttered.
A long silence followed and it filled Y/N with discomfort as though there was something lurking beneath her terrible dreams.
"Hange, what do you mean...?" Y/N wanted to take it back, her words almost like a terrible mistake to trigger a ticking bomb.
Y/N was overcome with the gentle shudders from Hange as they sobbed on her shoulder. Their eyes watering with desperation and grief, they finally mustered the courage to face her, tracing a thumb over her cheeks. The lightness of her touch seemed insignificant against the deeper pallor of her face and the dark circles that enveloped her eyes, signs of her deep internal illness.
Y/N sniffled, partly because of the cold and partly because a dreadful truth began clawing on her insides, demanding to be let out. She could not meet the gaze of her spouse this time.
"I'm so sorry..." Hange whispered. "I wish things could be different."
Hange paused and brought their lips to her cold hands.
"That doesn't matter now, though." Hange's tears began to trickle down their lover's hand, a transitory warmth passing over. "You have to wake up now."
"What...?" It was weak, a persistent cry from her throat, wishing that her ears were fooling her this time.
"Wake up now, I'll always be here," Hange held her tight, their actions betraying their words. They don't want to let go. But holding on would only hurt her.
Y/N shook her head furiously, a string of no's spilling from her lips as she held on to Hange with her eyes closed.
"Please, sweetheart," Hange pleaded, their thumb wiping away the tears that fell on their lover's face. "You have to let me go."
"What are you saying...? Please don't leave me..." Y/N gripped Hange's arms, afraid to let them go again. Afraid that she would lose them again the way she did back then.
Was it all a dream? Y/N thought to herself. Then why does the sun feel so warm, why were Hange's heartbeats so real against her ear? Y/N broke into tears as the world began to shift back to reality once again. The warmth. Hange's heartbeats. They felt so strong yet so desperately hollow...
Unreal.
"I love you, I always will." Hange loosened the grip, letting Y/N return to the world they fought for.
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Y/N woke up crying on the cold sheets of what their room should have been. A heavy storm pounded against the roofs and windows, the sound forming a euphonious symphony to be heard inside. Y/N let the obsidian sky cry with her, the emptiness of the house consuming her bit by bit. The same place Hange promised to build a life with her became nothing but a hungry space, waiting to consume her as well.
Y/N shook her head, refusing for things to end this way. She cried and cried, she showed this place that she wouldn't be consumed... she was meant to live. That's what Hange would have wanted.
Y/N fell asleep crying, peaceful at once as she drifted back to unconsciousness.
That morning, Y/N felt the balmy rays of the sun spilling warmth through her skin. Her eyes fluttered open, still puffy and weak from crying. She cried with the sky so much that night. So hard that her nose cleared up, regaining her airways once again.
She could breathe again, no longer suffocating, no longer a prey to be consumed by her grief... The empty grave of her lover felt so close yet so illusory in the backyard of the house they once dreamt of together.
"Thank you, Hange..." she mumbled as her eyes fluttered close once again. A tell-tale embrace enveloped her in warmth as she drifted back to a peaceful slumber.
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cottageivy · 11 months
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my cats have decided that they will be fed at 4am instead of 5am. :)))
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hanjisungslag · 9 months
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attack on titan headcanons #6
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## - random things you say say to each other
genre - crack (?)
pairing - aot x reader
word count - 0.1k
warning - none!!
notes - hai hai ( ^ω^ )
- EREN JAEGER
minus talking about being free and killing all titans, he 100% talks about all the imaginary fights he’d have with the higher ups.
“i think i could beat levi up y’know”
“eren be so for real right now. i know he’s small but goddamn..”
“NO BUT, IF I PUT IN ENOUGH EFFORT LIKE—”
“eren.. SHUT UP RIGHT NOW STOTPTPP”
you slapped your hands over his big mouth because levi was literally walking right past you guys.
- MIKASA ACKERMAN
“i think i could kill a titan with a spoon”
“oh. i-i believe in you babe!”
- ARMIN ARLERT
you always make shit weird.
“i wonder what the ocean will feel like between your toes”
“i mean like i can recreate the feeling….”
“y/n. PLEASE STOP”
- JEAN KIRSTEIN
he also talks about beating people up, thinks he’s so cool (humble him). he does talk about omelettes, working with the royals and you a lot though.
“nah, y’know that fight with eren? i was just tired honestly likeee…”
“jean.”
“I WAS THOUGH, I TRAINED HARD OKAY”
“I COULD TAKE HIM IF I WANTED TO”
“shhh… eat your omelette.”
- SASHA BRAUS
talks about really weird food combinations.
“what if i dipped some fruit in some meat juice and had bread with it”
“… actually.”
“what?”
“i’m down to try that one!”
so, you both ran off and tried some 😄
- CONNIE SPRINGER
talks utter shit
“if the beast titan was a lot smaller, he’d be a pretty cool pet.”
“you mean.. like a monkey?”
“YEAH A MONKEY, OH MY GOD YOU’RE SO SMART!”
“…”
- REINER BRAUN
talks about how big and strong he is. picks you up at any given chance.
“so, y/n…”
“REINER, IF YOU ASK ME FOR ANOTHER PIGGYBACK RIDE ISTG”
“PLEASE IM JUST SO BIG AND STRONG, PLEASEEEE”
- ANNIE LEONHART
she walks around like she’s a 6’6 buff man.
“annie babe, you look like you’re walking with something up your ass.”
“i’m just asserting dominance around here”
- BERTOLT HOOVER
all of his stories relate to another (in some way, he says at least) so he just rambles and rambles.
“.. and then you’re really short which reminds me about stems and y’know what reminds me of stems, some long, some short? grapes. and i hate grapes—”
“HOW DID WE END UP HERE”
- ERWIN SMITH
says hubba hubba. unironically.
“lets see the outfit for date night, babe”
“okay, here i come” you stroll out the bedroom in a beautiful long, silk dress that hugged every one of your curves perfectly.
“hubba hubba..”
“haha..thanks.” you said trying not to rip your own hair out due to the cringe that you felt.
- LEVI ACKERMAN
just a lot of shit talk. like literal shit talk.
“how long does it take to get ready? i could’ve had at least 3 shits by now.”
“actually, at this rate, maybe even four.”
you finally walk out, ready for your day of shopping.
“how do you actually calculate that?”
“you don’t wanna know.” he said coldly.
- HANGE ZOË
definitely need to be diagnosed with something.
“how dare titans be killers! imagine if they just didn’t eat us, and were nice - we could keep them as pets!”
“well yeah..”
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landograndprix · 3 months
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I can just imagine a judge asking “prove you’re the fit parent. What size clothing does the baby wear? Is she strictly breastfed or formula? Does she have any allergies? What size shoes does she wear?”
And Charles just 🧍‍♂️cause he has no idea he’s never in charge of any of that.
judge: “One last question, would a fit parent throw his child out on the street and not know where she was living for however many days?”
Ooop my guy is not getting custody of NOONE
Sorry I don’t even know if this is where you’re taking the story my mind just started rambling
lmfao shut up cause I imagining him side eyeing y/n who's seated nearby in the hopes she'd mouth it to him or something like help. Me. Please. bonus points if lando's there too with little zoë on his arm 💀
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low-key-lucy · 2 months
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Insane TTC Ramblings
BRB thinking about the parallels between all the female characters in TTC (specifically Thalia with Zoë and Bianca)
(There will be a heavy focus on Thalia throughout this post btw for no reason except that i love her and think about her more than any other character in fiction ever)
Zoë Nightshade & Thalia Grace - The main parallel i have found for them is each of their relationships with their respective ‘Love Interests’ (That being Heracles and Luke). It must have been so hard for Zoë to watch Thalia go through, with Luke, exactly what she went through with Heracles. Even after she had warned Thalia that Luke would betray her. So, even though it annoyed me so much as 9y/o, it does make perfect sense for Thalia to join the hunters at the end of TTC. Her and Zoë ended up in the same boat, just as Zoë said they would, Thalia almost owes it to Zoë to become a hunter.
Another parallel i found, now bear with me because this is kind of a reach, was Zoë’s sisters ostracising her, banishing her and blotting her out as if she never existed, while they still stayed together, is sort of similar of how of Thalia’s ‘family’ grew up without her, only mentioning her very rarely, or not even knowing her at all, and i’m sure that if Thalia didn’t come back she would be forgotten about, a camp legend, a ghost story, how i’m sure Zoë was to the people who used to know her. But they found another family through the hunters.
Also Mommy/Daddy issues, but what Percy Jackson character doesn’t have those.
Bianca Di Angelo & Thalia Grace - The obvious parallel that everyone mentions for them is them both being older sisters and Thalia’s annoyance with how easily Bianca left her little brother, when Thalia would give anything to see hers again.
Sidebar: i have no beef with Bianca for leaving Nico for the hunters, i’m just saying this in the way Thalia views it. I for one know how hard it is to be a big sister.
Thalia and Bianca also parallel in having to grow up and be the ‘Responsible one’ at a young age and ultimately failing at that. Bianca having to be a mother figure to Nico while she was still a kid, then the minute she thinks he’s safe and she joins the hunters, she dies, which causes Nico to feel completely lost without her. Thalia has to take care of Annabeth and remind Luke that he has to stop seeking out danger, but all her carefulness gets her nowhere, in the end its her who ‘dies’, again this causes Annabeth and Luke to feel lost without her, they kind of don’t really have that familial connection without Thalia, and Luke is especially effected by her ‘death’ it being one of the main factors that grows his resentment towards the Gods.
Now this is almost definitely illegible, but if you somehow made it this far, thanks for listening to my INSANE ramblings. And please if you have any more points please add them, i eat up anything to do with PJO.
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