@rockyackermn: #fyp #foryou #leviackerman #viral #blowup #AttackOnTitan #rockyackermn #leviackermanedit

ross_marr37 :

I've been dreaming about this mann for several days 🤭

°★I love AOT★° :

муж

𝙴𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝙹𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛† :

слишком красивый эдит

rafae💃🏻🕺🏻 :

levi think fast

Jean's.😍 :

Levi Ackermann 😩😩😩

Sevi :

я буду везде , где есть Леви

Arya 🔥 (Hange’s version) :

Which episode is 5th clip from?

ЭРЕН ЙЕГАААААА🇺🇦 :

ПОТУЖНО

Жена Леви 💅♨ :

это мой муж кстати!!)))

🙂‍↕️🙂‍↔️ :

НУ МІЙ 🛐💗

. :

OHMYGOSH

dilnozka3744_ :

Завидую его девушке 😔

хісторія :

Муж

влада :

МОЙ МУЖ

mary 🪷 :

love it sm

Calla :

My heart only belongs to him

eddiiittssss :

ATEEEE

алямапс🐾٭ :

о,мой муж

•жена 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈.♥️ :

такое мы любим

. :

HES SO FINEEE

Vladka🍪 :

♥️♥️♥️

🌷Chloé 🌷 :

@GinnyMarine

𝐼𝒸𝒶ᥫ᭡ :

rosetta💕💕 :

LEVI?!

lynn ‹𝟹 :

Levi Ackerman is not just a character, he is the embodiment of quiet chaos, the echo of a war song sung in silence. He walks like vengeance and breathes like discipline; every motion he makes feels intentional, honed from years of surviving pain most of us couldn't begin to imagine. He is a storm bottled in human form, not the kind that screams, but the kind that arrives without warning and leaves everything in pieces. His presence is thunder without the sound, a blade unsheathed with elegance. The way he moves through battle is art, blood splattered across his uniform like brushstrokes on a masterpiece no one is worthy to interpret. And yet, beneath all of that strength, there’s something tender. You see it in the way he grieves, silently, for those he’s lost. You feel it in the rare moments his walls falter, in the way he holds a teacup like it’s sacred, or cleans obsessively not for order, but for control in a world that’s stolen everything else. Levi doesn’t speak much, but every word he chooses is a scalpel, precise, unflinching, unforgettable. He could cut you down with a sentence or a single raised brow. And still, I’d say thank you. Because to be noticed by him, even in annoyance, would feel like a privilege. I would follow Levi into the depths of hell and consider it a home if he stood beside me. I’d clean every inch of HQ until my hands bled if it meant hearing him say 'tch' in my general direction. Call it delusion, call it devotion, either way, I’d defend his name like a soldier. Levi Ackerman isn’t just a standard. He’s a legend carved in steel and sorrow, and I, happily, am just another fool worshiping the shadow he leaves behind