
I can’t… Why do you do this, Levi? Why?

I can’t… Why do you do this, Levi? Why?

Oh god, Levi no.

Levi what in the world is a can of biscuits and why do you want to bang it on the counter in the first place?
((It is my be all, end all OTP. I’ve never shipped anything so hard in my life. I will go down with this ship.))
((UHHHH… I like the idea that Erwin will be working and Levi’s in his office with him, just cleaning up and working on his own reports, reminding him to eat, telling him to go the fuck to sleep. You know, dumb domestic crap things like that.))

Please don’t, I’d rather not have pins and nails in me to keep me up there, Levi. Not to mention it would be both painful and probably a bit bloody to be up there.

Levi, there is no such fruit as a fineapple.

You’re in luck, Levi, I do seem to have the D you need.

What the hell kind of line is that, Levi? Are you still trying to kill me after all?