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For much of his life, Erwin had never been all that fond of tea. He had a vague memory of a member of his family joking that he had moved straight from the breast and onto the coffee bean. For a moment he tried to chase the face, perhaps it was an uncle, but try as he might, he couldn’t recall who’d said it. It wasn’t important anymore. There was no one left now.

It didn’t say much about Erwin’s memory that he couldn’t remember his first coffee, only that it was an ever present drink growing up. There was something about the deep aroma, rich and heavy and a kick to the senses, its refreshing bitterness as it washed over his tongue. Tea was a drink that simply seemed to pale in comparison, but for years now he’d drunk it every afternoon, even sometimes choosing to forego his morning coffee, though that was a rare occurrence. Erwin couldn’t remember his first cup of tea either, but he remembered in surprising detail the first tea he’d ever drunk and enjoyed. 

It had been an evening not too unlike this one, with rain streaming steadily down the windows and a coolness to the air that settled upon his skin. There had been an awful week to prelude it, a disastrous mission and displeased investors looming over him, but a lovely cup of tea had washed that all away. But then again, was it really the tea that had had such an effect on him?

There was a knock on the door, summoning Erwin from his thoughts. Two sharp taps. Erwin shot a quick glance at the clock sat atop the fireplace. Just on time, as like every day not even a minute past eight. 

“Good evening, Levi,” Erwin said, even before the door was pushed open. 

Them: Erwin is ruthless

Me : Erwin is the cutest, kindest, soft-hearted man i've ever seen 🤨💘💘💘

A piece I made for Erwin’s Birthday this year.

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I don’t know what the fuck happened to you guys younger than me in your formative years but literally everyyyything you’re describing is something that was included in the concept of ‘best friends’ as it was repeatedly presented to me as a child and teen.

SOmething happened along the way that got so many people thinking that ‘friend’ is ‘anyone and everyone you repeatedly  have ‘friendly’ contact with’ and that’s NOT TRUE.

We need to seriously bring back the word ‘acquaintance’. You need to familiarize yourself with it.

Because all of you complaining about having friend groups full of people who talk shit about you or exclude you? You don’t have friends, those are acquaintances.

Those ‘friends’ who don’t actually know much about you and aren’t that concerned about you? Acquaintances.

Those ‘friends’ you know who wouldn’t go one on one with you shopping, to lunch, to the movies? Acquaintances.

You are acquainted. You know each other. You are friendly towards each other. But that’s it. You’re not friends.

Somewhere along the way the term ‘friend’ became ‘anyone you know and talk to in a positive manner’ and that’s fine but in that case we ALSO need to re-legitimize the term best friend.

Because to a one, every post whining about ‘platonic mates’ and pining for ‘platonic dates’ is literally just someone wishing they had a best friend.

Now ,of course its snk fanart, because I can't live without that franchise. Here,have a Teenwin.