the thing about gods is that they’re eternal; stuck. Ares is bloodlust always - never will there come a day when he puts his spear away and looks at the blood he’s spilled, really looks. smells it thick in his throat and feels anything like remorse. — Mars: red among the stars | s. r. @spacegaysian
Mikasa meets the cruel world: Attack on Titan in a nutshell
More intelligent people than me have probably pointed this out long before me, but it still amazes me how much Mikasa’s upbringing truly is a metaphor for the entire series.
We start of with this carefree, peaceful family living in this isolated cabin in the woods, distanced from the outside. A comfortable existence, but their family is well aware that beyond their warm home lie problems: the Ackerman clan is still thought to be prosecuted, and Asians are sought by traffickers for their rare appearance and blood–they’re a different race, and this is useful to some.
And then one peace is interrupted: three men break in, destroying comfort and killing innocent people, and they’re there solemnly because of the physical aspects of the family, their rare appearance. Through this experience, Mikasa lost her hope and will to live, and also got to understand the cruel nature of the world she lived in.
And then, a sudden event that changed the course of that day. The young Eren Jaeger barges in, takes out the oppressive intruders, and most importantly, restores hope to her. Just like the kidnappers, Eren came from outside of her world…but instead of bringing her more cruelty, Eren brought Mikasa a way to go against said cruelty–to fight back. The world is cruel and brutal and it crushes the weak–thus, the only way to survive is to fight back against the oppression–and that’s what Mikasa proceeds to do.
This precise event can be translated with total accuracy into the entirety of the story–it’s the exact same thing the walled world went through. The walldians lived in peace and comfort (more or less), isolated from the rest of the world, because the outside meant danger for them. We’ve always known this danger to be the titans–the basement taught us the reality though. The entire outside world has a pre-determined relationship with the walldians–not because of who, but because of what they are. Some see them as danger and want them extinct for safety measures, some see them as useful tools for their own purposes.
Does this sound familiar? Ackermans are prosecuted because they’re a danger to the kings rule, and Asians are sought after because their origin makes them different. Mikasa’s family is a metaphor for all walldians, for all those wanted dead by the world or used as weapons in Marley’s titan army. Their situation is identical too: they live excluded from the outside world, in a pseudo-peace, which is one day interrupted by the arrival of three outsiders (kidnappers, RBA). Through their actions, those outsiders remind the inhabitants of the cruel, oppressive world they find themselves in (a grim reminder). And then, another outsider appears, restoring hope and teaching the oppressed how to free themselves: to fight. This is Eren when he barges into the cabin, and Grisha, originally from beyond the walls. when he entrusts the founding and attack titans to Eren, who would later become humanities hope and, in some way, inspires them to fight back. Both of these stories are perfect parallels.
It’s also definitely not a coincidence that the Eren-saves-Mikasa flashback was included in Isayama’s first draft of chapter 1, in flashback format. All the dialogue about Mikasa being part of a nearly extinct, different race, and Eren telling her to fight back, were there from day one. In the present time she even says that she believes Eren has the strength to overcome the world’s issues and bring hope to mankind–an even stronger parallel between her situation and all of walldia.
Heck, it certainly isn’t a coincidence either that, during ch 14, primordial desire, aka humanities first ever victory against oppression and the first climax of the story, Eren flashes back to that very moment
On one hand it sets up other humans, aka Marley as antagonists, who’re oppressing Paradis due to the blood flowing through its inhabitants. At the same time, it redraws all the parallels mentioned beforehand by straight up comparing humanities struggle to that struggle in the woods.
These two panels really affirm everything I mentioned above–Mikasa’s “origin story” is it’s own microcosm that foretells the entire core struggle of the series: Eldians seeking freedom from oppression. And the fact that such an early scene remains a total metaphor to the story even 90 chapters and a ton of plot twists and revelations later, just goes to show how much of a thought out story attack on titan has been for the longest time.
A/N: Here’s a small drabble thing because Shawn Mendes held a concert in my country today and I really wanted to go, but I couldn’t. (And then of course another friend of mine posted videos from the concert on Snapchat, which had me in a kind of crabby mood, since I couldn’t go)
You could barely stop grinning as you were lead by the security guard down many hallways. Finally you would get to see your boyfriend! You were so consumed in your thoughts that you almost walked past the guard, who’s name was Alexander you learnt, stopped by a door. The door was simple, black with a silver knob and a paper behind plastic that read SHAWN MENDES.
“Here we are.”
Butterflies filled your stomach, and you made sure your clothes were free of every wrinkle before you walked in the door, the guard following right after. You didn’t see him at first, but then you noticed him laying on a black couch, softly strumming on his guitar. When the door opened he looked up, and suddenly his eyes were the only thing on your mind.
“Y/N.” He whispered, his eyes wide as saucers and a blush spreading across his face.
By now you probably looked like a tomato, with equally as big eyes as his, you looked at him like you’d never seen anything more beautiful in your life. And you probably hadn’t.
Shawn was quick on getting off the couch and stride over to you, and before you knew it you were pressed against his chest and his lips molded with yours. If it hadn’t been for the fact that you hadn’t seen him or been this close to him in three months, you would probably be very flustered that you were making out in front of a guy. But, right now you weren’t able to think.
“God I missed you.” Shawn breathed when you finally pulled apart.
“I missed you too. So much. I love you.”
Shawn pecked your lips before stepping away and putting his hand in yours. He didn’t let go of it until it was time for him to go on stage.
The concert was finally over, and Shawn was packing up his stuff while you laid on his couch and played Unblock Me on your phone.
“I am so tired, how do you stand this?” You asked as you tried to get up in a sitting position.
Shawn chuckled and turned to you. “You get used to it. You’ll understand when you join me on my tour this summer.”
“I hope so.”
Shawn walked over to you, a grey backpack slung over his shoulder, and held out a hand for you to take. You squealed as he pulled you close to his chest and pecked your nose.
“You’re really cute, you know that?”
You grinned and bit your lip, looking up at him from your eyelashes. “Well, you tell me like, every day, so yeah, I got a feeling.”
Shawn laughed, a bubbling sound coming up from the deep of his chest and made your heart go crazy, before he kissed you slow and passionately.
“Come on, let’s get to the hotel.” He laced his hand with yours, and started to drag you out of the room, as the two of you wore matching smiles.
The sun was shining, the birds were singing and you were the happiest you had been in months. Laying as close to Shawn as possible, feeling his soft breath on your ear, and his arms wrapped around your waist.
Shawn hadn’t woken up yet, but in a way you were happy for it. Now you could look at him, and see that he had just shaved, or that his eyebrows were plucked, and you could admire the way the light cast shadows on his face. He was honestly beautiful. How had you ended up with him again?
It wasn’t long after you woke up that he did.
“G’mornin beautiful.” He rasped, his voice husky from just waking up and from all the singing yesterday.
“Good morning. I didn’t wake you, did I?”
He smiled and shook his head, while squinting his eyes, making him look adorable. “No, I woke by myself.”
“Yes?” He asked, his eyes looking down at yours in curiosity. “I love you so much.”
He paused and smiled down at you, adoration in his eyes.
“I love you too, Y/N, so very much.” He said, before he pecked your nose.
And for a while, you laid there, listening to the birds and each other’s heartbeats, not caring about a thing in the world except you two.