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lu-is-not-ok · 8 months

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Have You noticed that Gregors E.G.O.s (With possible exceptions of AEDD) are more his semi-sentient arms E.G.O.s. They all either require sloth, or are sloth EGO, representing him letting the arm do whatever it wants. It also ties in with how both Lantern and Legerdemain corrosions are arm overtaking the body. And here we also have exception of AEDD which doesnt involve sloth, and in which corrosion its clearly gregor who's in control while corroded instead of his arm.

Alright, so, I'm going to take this opportunity to ramble about Gregor's bug arm in general. Not just how it related to his E.G.Os, but also in his other Identities and the main plot as well.

Strap in, cause this is likely going to be a more of a ramble than a proper guided analysis. Though, I will try to split these into sections somewhat.

Gregor's arm in the main story

Let's start by exploring what we know about Gregor's arm from the main story content. I'll be mostly focusing on Canto I, since that's where we get most of our info about Gregor, but I'll also dip into other Cantos and base Gregor ID's voicelines as I see fit.

So, Canto I. The Outcast. We learn a lot about Gregor's past here, about his trauma from the war, the way he and the other soldiers were treated after the war ended, and the way other veterans see him as a deserter and traitor due to him (arguably) being able to reintegrate into society better than the other soldiers.

We also learn where exactly his arm came from - a procedure performed on all G Corp employees and soldiers, some of which were actual children at the time. From the flashback we see of Gregor after the procedure, we see that he let himself cut the apple on the day of his fifteenth birthday, meaning he had the procedure when he was fourteen. A procedure that his mother performed on him, no less.

The Canto 1 dungeon itself takes on a rather interesting form. The first few encounters directly tie back to Gregor's past, with him being faced with other veterans who recognise him, and a Head Manager that Gregor himself recognises.

A Head Manager who is still stuck in that military mindset, still believing he's in the middle of a war because he's still struggling to survive just as much as he did during it. It's only when Gregor reveals that he was struggling just as much when he tried to become part of society does the Head Manager realize that Gregor wasn't the utter traitor he thought he was.

Things get interesting when we go further into Floor 2 of the Dungeon, where instead of a direct callback to Gregor's past, we get to learn about Yuri's story, having it directly parallel Gregor, as the two are both people who had to run and abandon their peers to survive a horrible event. It's an experience Gregor greatly sympathizes with, and I believe is one of the reasons why Yuri's death hits him as hard as it does.

However, the part I really want to focus on is the final floor of the Dungeon, the fathoms of Gregor's ego. We see one scene play out over and over again, each time details becoming skewed and more exagerrated. The aging bomb changes from aiming for a soldier's outpost to aiming for a Nest, going from only targetting the enemy to also hitting innocent civilians. Tomah goes from acting professional if a little energetic, to outright manic and obsessive over Gregor's status as G Corp's hero.

This, I believe, is extremely important to Gregor's character. The whole bottom floor of his dungeon is a symbolic representation of his PTSD. How he's constantly reliving his trauma over and over again, with his memories of the actual events being unreliable and more so driven by his recollection of how he felt during them, rather than objectively remembering what happened.

And this is where I go back to his arm, as I believe it too is a representation of Gregor's PTSD. The way Gregor describes his arm as a seperate entity, as something that acts on its own without his control or input, reminds me of how some people describe their experience with PTSD and trauma as the feeling of always being afraid of a monster that could creep up on you at any moment.

We see that Gregor is somewhat capable of hiding his arm, as shown in the flashback CG of him on the subway, where he hides that arm under a sleeve and behind his back. Most of the time, he can hide his trauma and live as normal of a life as he can, joking about the propaganda posters his face is still on.

But all it takes is one small thing. One small trigger. And just like that trauma comes crashing back to him, his arm goes out of control, attacking whatever or whoever triggered it as if it were still on a battlefield, fighting for Gregor's life. Just like Dante's words throw Gregor into a traumatic flashback, the seemingly kind act of a stranger at the wrong time threw his arm into a frenzy.

An important part of that is revealed in a Canto II cutscene, where Gregor admits he doesn't know what exactly could trigger his arm to "rage out of control", as he puts it. For all he knows, the stimulation caused by dancing could be enough to do it. It also might not. The fact that something as seemingly innocent and neutral as dancing could be a trigger, and the fact that Gregor himself doesn't know all of his triggers, both further point to this metaphor being intentional.

Plus, there is the motif of Gregor's arm regrowing no matter how many times it's cut off. Just like one can't just get rid of one's trauma and PTSD, Gregor can't get rid of his arm. It's something he has to learn to live with. Like he says in one of his Chatter lines, he had to accept he's stuck with it, like it or hate it.

Gregor's arm in other Identities

So... an interesting thing happens to Gregor's bug arm in his alternate Identities. Other than G Corp Gregor, who'd still have gone through the procedure as he did in the main world, all other Gregors all lack that arm, having a prosthetic in its place. And likewise, the arm means something different to each different Gregor.

We already discussed how LCB Gregor's arm is a metaphor for his PTSD, a symbolic, physical manifestation of his trauma.

G Corp Gregor's arm is actually quite interesting in this regard. It comes from the same source as LCB Gregor's, and has a similar role of serving as a physical reminder of sorts, but it's the details of what it reminds Gregor of that is different here. For G Corp Gregor, his arm is a reminder of why he's fighting in the war in the first place - because he didn't want to helplessly watch from afar. While he's aware it and the other side-effects of the augmentation won't let him return to civilian life, he claims he doesn't regret it.

It's a twist that makes sense considering his situation. Whereas LCB Gregor is a Gregor who left the war with the arm being a grim reminder of what he had to do during it, G Corp Gregor is a Gregor still in the middle of it who uses his arm as a way to remind himself why he's in this situation in the first place.

Now, we got to our first prosthetic arm Gregor - Liu Gregor. Here, Gregor has an almost utilitarian view of his arm, seeing it as a source of fire for his cigarettes and as something that helps him in combat. He specifically points out how his prosthetic arm can't feel pain, calling it outright invincible because of that fact.

It's a fascinating subversion to how LCB Gregor and even G Corp Gregor view their arms. Whereas for them their bug arms have an almost sentimental value in a way, being reminders of their trauma and the reason they're fighting respectively, Liu Gregor's prosthetic arm is almost like an afterthought to him. Just something to light a fire and fight with.

Though, I do think the way Liu Gregor seems to focus on the fact his prosthetic arm feels no pain specifically is important. Considering his Core Sin of Sloth and how much Liu Gregor seems to try to shirk his work, claiming that straining himself is a good enough excuse for a whole week of rest... There's something to it, I think, though I can't quite put my finger on it just now.

Chef Gregor is an interesting Identity when talking about Gregor's arm, because it has the least importance out of all the Gregor IDs. All we learn about Chef Gregor's arm is that his mechanical one can get sore (implying it's of high-enough quality to feel pain, interesting when you contrast it with Liu Gregor's prosthetic), and that his old arm is implied to have ended up as an ingredient (though how much of that is the truth and how much is Gregor fucking around with Dante is unclear).

If Liu Gregor's arm is an afterthought in his eyes, then Chef Gregor's arm is a joke to him. There's a level of casualness and levity to the way Chef Gregor talks about his arm, to the point it just feels like just another ordinary part of his life... as ordinary of a life as being a cannibal chef can be.

Honestly, it's kind of refreshing to see his arm be treated as just another part of him and nothing more than that. As much as I love digging into every single dialogue line and design choice for deeper meaning (and I appreciate just how much this kind of reading is facilitated by the way Limbus Company is written), sometimes a prosthetic arm is just a prosthetic arm, no strings attached, and I think that's great.

Rosespanner Gregor is up next, and here we get to see another interesting take on Gregor's arm. For this Gregor, his prosthetic arm is actually of his own creation. His invention, his to-be workshop product, a machine he created to facilitate his dream of leaving Rosespanner and starting his own workshop.

It's probably the most unique interpretation of his arm that we see thus far. It's not a reminder of the past like it is for LCB and G corp Gregor, and it's not just part of his everyday life like Liu and Chef Gregor. No, for Rosespanner Gregor his arm is an accomplishment, a path towards a more successful life. I don't know about you, but I personally find that very interesting.

Finally, we got the most recent Gregor - Zwei Gregor. Similarly to Liu Gregor, Zwei Gregor sees his arm as an asset, a trump card he hides under a glove to reveal when his client is in danger. In fact, his prosthetic arm is shown to be strong enough to not only wield a zweihander without the help of his other hand, but also to stop a strike that could have bisected a person.

Zwei Gregor never actually talks about his prosthetic arm directly, only alluding to it due to him hiding it as a sort of surprise tool that will help him later. However, I believe it does show that this Gregor views his arm in a purely utilitarian manner, similarly to Liu Gregor. An interesting connection, and I suppose it fits with them both being Association members.

Gregor's arm in E.G.Os

That's right, we're finally talking about the thing the ask was Actually about. I'm so good at answering questions in a clear and concise manner. /s

Starting off with Suddenly, One Day, something about it immediately caught my eye. For all the other base E.G.Os, the striped "prisoner" garb is worn by the Sinner in question (Faust included, while she doesn't wear it in the illustration, she does have it on in the attack animation), however in Gregor's case, the striped cloth is wrapped exclusively around his arm.

Notably, it doesn't look like it's some actual piece of clothing that Gregor could have worn but just didn't, no those are actual wrappings specifically for the arm. It's a fascinating visual when you think about Gregor's arm as a representation of his trauma and PTSD. It's not the Gregor everyone sees that's a prisoner, it's not the person he acts as while living in a society, it's his traumatized self he keeps hidden that's the actual prisoner to the trauma he's endured.

As for the Library floor symbols on those wrappings... Yeah, I have no clue. The only connection I can make is that Gregor is Jewish and the symbols also represent the different Sephirot from the Tree of Life, so it could be a reference to that.

The attack itself involves the arm bursting out of the prisoner wrappings and attacking against Gregor's will. While this could represent how his arm can go into a frenzy out of Gregor's control, there's another interesting interpretation I just thought of.

Each finger of Gregor's frenzied arm in this E.G.O takes on a different form. I don't know what the common theory is on those, but I believe these are meant to represent the factions that Gregor fought on the side of during the war. The bug-like finger represents the old G Corp, and the smoking red finger could represent the old L Corp, the source of the smoke during the Smoke War. In Outis's Uptie story we're told E Corp and F Corp also fought on that side of the war and could potentially be represented by two of the fingers, but since we don't know how canon that is to the main world, I'm not going to try and guess which of the fingers represent them.

With all that said, I believe in this way Suddenly, One Day's arm could also represent the war itself, specifically the side of it Gregor has found himself on, how he was effectively made the leader figure of that side against his will, and how despite being the face of the war he himself never had any real control over how it went.

...Okay that was a lot, I'm going to hopefully speed through the other E.G.Os because I'm not gonna fully analyze those (and I already analyzed AEDD anyway), so.

Legerdemain has Gregor's arm take on the form of an apple on a stem, the roots of which are spreading all over Gregor. Gregor seems to have some control over his arm here, but he does seem to somewhat struggle with it, having to hold onto it with his other arm and hesitating before attacking.

Like you mentioned in the ask, the corrosion here involves the branches (and now also maggots) completely taking over Gregor, with the maggots within the apple being the ones controlling his actions here.

I think Gregor's arm here is interesting to interpret, as it seems to generally represent himself, or rather how he's viewed by others. During his Awakening, it's shown as a golden apple, representing the golden poster boy that Gregor was seen as during the war. However, in the corrosion it becomes rotten and overtaken with maggots, showing that despite his seeming priviledge and higher status he was seen as just as much of a rotten pest as the rest of the soldiers.

Next up, Lantern. Here, Gregor's arm takes on the form of a branch and a fairy, the only visible part of the Abnormality Faelantern. In the Corrosion, Gregor becomes overtaken by the plant, specifically becoming caught by the underground portion of it, the true core of Faelantern that uses the branch and fairy as a lure.

In this case, I believe Gregor's arm is meant to represent the propaganda he was involved in creating. The "tales" his fairy is reading are the tales of old G Corp's victories and the honorable soldiers fighting in the war, trying to bring more people willing to fight on old G Corp's side. However, his Corrosion shows that he was just as caught up by the source of that branch as anyone else captivated by the propaganda, he was suffering during the war just as much as everyone else.

Now, onto AEDD. I already made an analysis on that E.G.O right here, but to summarize: AEDD represents the abuse Gregor went through at the hands of Hermann, and it shows him acting out because of that abuse in a way that mimics her, with him fully putting himself in her role when he Corrodes.

In this way, I think Gregor's arm while using AEDD represents something similar to the one in Legerdemain - it represents Gregor himself, though in this case it represents how Hermann sees him.

Just like you also pointed out, Gregor is fully in control if his arm in this E.G.O, and yet it's the one E.G.O where his arm is most clearly a seperate entity - taking on the form of a full shock centipede. I think to understand exactly what it means, one should interpret that arm centipede as Gregor, while the Gregor using AEDD should be interpreted as a representation of Hermann.

This, I think, makes the AEDD arm make a lot more sense. The reason why the arm appears to be a fully seperate entity, yet is completely under Gregor's control? Because it represents how Hermann had full control over Gregor, seeing him as another bug in her army of pests, yet special enough to dedicate more of her attention to.

Perhaps that's why the AEDD Corrosion involves both of Gregor's arms turning into centipedes, with one of them glowing with electricity. Hermann's bug soldiers are her weapons, her arms in the war, but Gregor is a special one. A pest that got to glow a little bit brighter than the rest.

To summarize...

Man, Gregor's arm tells us a lot about his character and themes, huh? From being a symbolic physical manifestation of trauma, to a reflection of how other people view him, to just being your everyday prosthetic arm. And I think it's Really Fucking Cool, so I hope you all do too.

#ask #anon #lu speaketh #limbus company #lcb analysis #gregor #gregor lcb #g corp gregor #liu gregor #chef gregor #rosespanner gregor #zwei gregor #legerdemain gregor #lantern gregor #aedd gregor #aedd ego #that's right i tagged all the gregors because i mention all of them in the post

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givemewallywestorgivemedeath · 10 months

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I had to look this up because I dont usually read comics (I really want to tho) but apparently in Hal Jordan And The Green Lantern Corps #28, Hal almost entered the speedforce.

I was wondering if he ever told Barry or Wally or any speedster.... Or anyone for that matter that he almost did?

(You might be asking yourself why im asking a flash fan a GL question? Its because, if he didnt, I want to know how the flashfam would react to that and given the fact that you know the family so well, I feel like youd be giving their reactions justice)

(Cant believe Im saying this but I learned about this through a halbarry fanfic where Hal tells Barry about that and Barry has a mini heart attack)

Hmm, off the top of my head I can't remember Hal telling any speedsters about that or any speedsters talking about that in general. So I don't think Hal has spoken about this to them in a comic.

However, if Hal did tell Barry about this it would be fairly accurate to say that Barry would have a heart attack. So hats off to whoever wrote that fic, that is extremely accurate.

It's actually not unheard of for non-speedsters to go into the speedforce. It's actually so common that there is a mini city inside the speedforce and there are several plants, animals, people and machines stuck in there.

This is because the bolt of lightning that struck Barry wasn't really that unusual. Barry forming a connection with the speedforce and developing superspeed was the unusual part. But there are several documented cases of the speedforce attempting to form a connection, failing, and either exploding/killing everything in the area or sucking everything into the speedforce instead.

(This is like a once every 50 years kinda thing but it adds up when you remember that the speedforce encompasses all of time)

So, yeah. Not super strange to enter the speedforce. The speedforce is always looking to make new connections. The real danger lies in what would have happened to Hal.

Falling into the speedforce as a non-speedster is like falling into the middle of the ocean without knowing how to swim. There's a chance you could find a floatation device or a friendly dolphin to grab onto, but it's an extremely slim chance. The most likely result is death.

Keep in mind that most speedsters don't even survive the speedforce.

(the risk also depends on what 'level' of the speedforce but that's a whole different thing)

And then, even if Hal did miraculously survive, he wouldn't be able to escape without the help of a speedster. Only highly skilled and extremely powerful speedsters with strong lightning rods can escape the tight grip of the speedforce.

Anyone can enter the speedforce, few survive it and only speedsters can leave.

#dc #dc comics #the flash #barry allen #hal jordan #green lantern #Barry would flip the fuck out. straight up panic attack. because that'd almost certainly be a death sentence for Hal #even if he lived he would probably go insane from the lack of linear time and itd be extremely difficult for Barry to rescue him #so yeah Barry would be U P S E T

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drstonetrivia · 6 months

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Chapter 204 Trivia

What we thought may be a politics arc may in fact become a brotherly feud…

Galileo's quote is taken from his book "The Assayer", considered to be one of the pioneering works of the scientific method. At the time, most science was done by philosophical arguments rather than observation and trying to understand the mathematics behind them.

Math is the universal language because the symbols may change, but the meanings/axioms cannot. Because of this, the cover of the Golden Record placed on Voyager 1 (the probe leaving our solar system) has instructions written in math in the hopes some future beings can understand.

Ryusui wasn't wearing two swords last chapter, I wonder where they came from and why he's wearing them now…

(Maybe this is why Sai was running from him haha!)

Mathematical errors have ruined a lot of space missions: the Mariner 1 was destroyed because of a missing hyphen, and the Mars Climate Orbiter was destroyed on landing because of a failure to convert units.

Avoiding these errors was very difficult when it was all done by hand.

This seems to be at least partially true, however the practice has lessened over the decades. Indian-educated parents and grandparents may remember, but students these days probably only need to learn up to 19x19!

The HR industry in India is incredibly large, and are a very useful resource to have for any business looking to scale up. It's not surprising that the Nanami Corporation set up a university there!

Sai appears to be the 554th most popular name in India and can be used for both genders, but it's generally a male name.

The equations in the background here I haven't identified yet, but the gamma (γ) thrust here may be alluding to the thrust equation used with rocket engines in space. The gamma is the specific heat ratio of the gas.

The day is October 1st, so the team likely left Spain sometime between September 15th-20th if it did in fact take them 10 days to travel the distance (with some delays because of the Suez situation).

The food here may be a somewhat generic curry as the sound effect seems to indicate, or it could also be lamb gosht based on the color, region, and spices used.

Technically we don't know that Ruri specifically called for the defensive positions, but we do know everyone in Japan is probably in them.

I think this is the same sky image as the one Tsukasa saw in chapter 188, but with a different star pattern.

The Fellenius method and what Senku is actually doing here is dividing the slopes into segments and calculating how stable each one is using the properties of the dirt and rock. Putting the segments together should give you how likely a rock slide is. Strata are layers of rock.

The many-armed pose Sai is found in is a reference to Durga, a major Hindu deity. She is associated with protection, strength, motherhood, destruction and wars.

This comment I believe is Chelsea's from the "I'm not a fan" part, with the "baaad" learnt from Chrome's habit.

The meaning of her comment is confusing, but it might be because the last pretty-boy character introduced was a villain (Stanley), however shes also a fan of Hyoga…?

Sai's outfit is very simple and rather lacking compared to Ryusui's, however they share elements such as the collar type and addition of a belt.

The belt buckle is very interesting, it doesn't follow Ryusui's nor Nanami Corp.'s branding and looks like a C+.

My guesses for the meaning: -C+, the programming language, based off the fact he was petrified on his laptop presumably. -C, the Roman numeral, indicating 100+ because of the million-times brainpower comment (million in Japanese is 百万, 百=100). -C, from E=mc^2, for light speed.

Sai's odd yell ("peegyaaaah!") may be a computer joke, as the sound effect "ピ" (pi) tends to be used for computer beeps, like pressing a button.

A similar sound has been used in the past for Xeno's encryption device.

Sai's character could go a lot of directions since he's unlikely to be one of the traditional nerds they described, nor one like Joel since Joel exists. What Ryusui did to scare off his older brother though, I'm very curious about…

#trivia #dr stone #chapters #sai nanami #204 #bit of me-trivia here: i got spoiled from the leaks from someone updating ryusui's wiki page to include sai and i assumed it was a joke #until i read the chapter and was like “ah.”#i still wish there were more hints to sai's existence before he suddenly appeared out of nowhere

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nixie-writes-aot · 1 year

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So, I have several ideas for a Levi x Male reader, but I'll ask them individually so you can pick & choose which you do first shfnrjjd

one idea is that the reader works with, and trains the horses that the scout regiment uses. Something happens, and they need a horse training expert. Maybe Levi over hears/sees the reader scolding some people who have stable duty for not being as meticulous as possible when cleaning stalls/tack/horses

one thing leads to another, and they start seeing each other more frequently (maybe by Hang Zoes doing or maybe he wants to make sure their doing their job properly). Maybe there's even a miss understanding between them in which he thinks that their a Cadet at first and he treats them as such only for, like, Erwin to have come on the premise of introducing them an is like 'Oh good, my two best men already know each other'

Idk, I just wanna see the reader be a horse guy and also get a hot boyfriend 🤣🤣

"Stop Horsing Around, Cadet"

Warnings: N/A

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x male reader

Word Count: 1.6k

You sat down in the office, dressed in the uniform of the Scouts. Technically, you were one. You were simply one that normally was found in Wall Maria. Something you enjoyed, all the open land. You had survived that due to a horse you now refused to part with. Your commander respected that, of course. Speaking of your commander, he was sitting at the desk, looking to you with a polite smile.��

"Ah. (Y/N). Its a pleasure to see you again." Erwin greeted.

You only smiled in turn. "Erwin, you can drop the formalities." You reassured, "Last we saw each other… Shadis was still in command, wasn't he?"

"This job tends to be very difficult." Erwin stated, defending his predecessor it seemed, "But yes. He's in the Training Corps now. Sending new trainees to us, even."

You were quiet for a moment, thinking back to Shadis picking you out specifically. You had been a cadet, alongside Nile and Erwin. You and Erwin had been so excited to see the outside world but then you proposed changing to working on horses exclusively after your first expedition. You had always thought that Shadid merely pitied you but… Regardless, you were put to working on horses. Through the years, that's what you've been doing. Now, here you were. With Erwin once again.

"I should leave you to your job. I'm sure you remember where the stalls are. It really is a pleasure." Erwin's smile had always been infectious. As if he knew everything was going to be okay. You smiled, nodding.

"It is. I'm sure we'll be able to talk again soon. Being a commander suits you, Erwin." You hummed, standing and leaving the room.

Just before you left, you heard him thank you. Well, here you were again. The Survey Corps base. You made a beeline for the training yards and horse stalls. It being lunch, well the start of it, you didn't exactly expect anyone to be out training. Really, today you had no intention of training yourself or the horses. You were still exhausted from traveling from Wall Maria to Wall Rose. All you wanted to do, really, was inspect the horses. Meet them properly. You turned the corner, out the doors of the building and then another corner. It was a pleasant surprise, seeing two soldiers with the horses. As you got closer, however, it only annoyed and frustrated you.

"Attention!" You huffed.

The two cadets jolted, whipping around with wide eyes and looks of complete and utter shock. One was a ginger haired woman with an orange eyed gaze and the other a brown haired man. They were certainly new to you, if not the entirety of the Survey Corps. Both were quick to salute, albeit completely unaware of who you were or if you actually were one of their superiors.

"You don't clean them that way, cadets!" You scolded, rolling into a tangent of sorts as to how someone would tend to the horses. You even stepped forward, approaching the horse in question who snorted, you smiled and ran your hand down the horse's mane.

"You have to be gentle, kind. He's a forgiving beast," you turned your head to glare at them, "so you're going to fucking apologize for being so rough."

The brunette gaped at you, ready to make some stupid retort, you ascertained. However, the ginger elbowed him in the gut as she nodded, "We're sorry, horse! Aren't we, Oluo?" His name was spat with annoyance. You watched Oluo, who had crumpled to the ground with a wheeze, stand and nod. "... Y-yeah. We're uh- we're sorry."

You huffed, "Fuck off now."

"We're uh- we're supposed to-" Oluo started only to be met with a poisonous glare from you.

The two cadets were quick to take their leave as you picked up the brush, tending to the horse they tried to. The horse nickered, looking to you with fondness. You smiled gently. "Yeah, hi there. You rest today, okay? We had quite the day yesterday. Have you slept? I hope so." Your voice was calm and quiet. This was your horse, the one Erwin had let you keep.

You were so engrossed in your horse, you called him Snowbell for his white coat, that you hadn't noticed the short man watching you throughout the interaction.

—

You had woken decently early the next morning after going to sleep shortly before curfew. Albeit, it wasn't a curfew for you nor the higher ups like Erwin or, the two that Erwin introduced you to yesterday, Miche and Hange. You walked to the mess hall, getting your food and sitting by yourself. With Erwin, Hange, and Miche still not there, you had no one else. Well, thats what you thought. Within moments, two cadets joined you. That ginger, Petra as you had learned from Erwin, and Oluo.

"Are these spots free?" She politely asked.

By the time you confirmed that they were Oluo had already sat down, catching you off guard as you nodded. Petra sat beside him, both of them having the same as you. Some potato soup and a piece of stale bread. Oluo watched you, taking note of your more casual demeanor.

"You're a cadet, aren't you?" He bluntly questioned.

"I'm not." You answered, taking a bite of your bread.

"Oluo! You can't just ask that!" Petra scolded him.

You almost wanted to laugh. Those two reminded you of Nile and Erwin in the early days. Not that Erwin and Nile bickered like that but rather that the two seemed like good friends, much like Nile and Erwin. You sighed, finishing up your food quickly as the two bickered.

"Well, see you two around." You stated as you stood, "I have horses to tend to."

Petra stared at you as you left as Oluo merely nodded. You had no intention to be that social that early in the morning. Not if it wasn't with the horses, at least. You made your way outside, rounding the corner to the stables. You had no new horses to really train at the moment, waiting for breeders to bring in horses of age. Especially after the disaster of Wall Maria falling, you could only imagine how many horses were really in the territory within Wall Maria. It was the largest of the three.

"Oi." A voice called from behind you.

You turned, hearing a voice, eyes falling on a man of short stature with black hair in an undercut. His grey eyes staring at you, brows furrowed downwards and arms crossed over his chest. You ascertained that from how Hange spoke about the superior you had yet to actually meet, this was him. Humanities' Strongest. Captain Levi Ackerman.

"Whats up?" You casually questioned.

If it surprised Levi, you didn't notice any change in his demeanor, save for the man shifting his weight to one leg.

"Laps, brat." He growled, "Give me thirty of them."

You wanted to tell this man to fuck off, that you weren't some cadet. Except, by technicalities, he was still your superior. You only nodded, jogging to the dirt track. You could feel his eyes on you as you ran, not at your fastest, naturally. That would've been a mistake that would lead to your exhaustion.

By the time you finished, the captain was with a few cadets. Petra and Oluo, you noticed, were with them. Alongside two men you didn't recognize. One with longer blonde hair and the other with short brown hair. You didn't question it. You simply went to your horses, letting them out in their fenced area. You watched the herd of horses accept Snowbell.

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Three weeks had passed. You had interacted with Levi a few times, albeit he seemed to have stopped expecting you to drop and give him twenty for every-damn-thing you did "wrong". Which, in reality, was simply you not training as he expected. It had led to a few pleasant conversations. You might even dare to call Levi a friend, as you did with Hange and Erwin. Hell, you found yourself attracted to the damn insufferable captain. You and Hange had turned it into a game of sorts, you had bet that he would have to be told that you weren't actually a cadet. Hange had bet that Levi would figure it out.

You were leaning against the fence, watching Levi approach with Erwin in tow. You let a smirk dance across your face as you wave.

"Captain, Erwin. How are you doing today?" You hummed.

Levi narrowed his eyes ever so slightly at the casual way you spoke to the commander of the Survey Corps. Erwin only smiled, "I am well, (Y/N), thank you for asking." He looked between Levi and yourself.

"Hange told me you have met our newest expert, Levi. I'm pleased that you know (Y/N)." Erwin hummed, a knowing glint in his icy blue eyes as he looked to you, "I do hope Hange pays up, old friend."

With that Erwin made his exit, leaving you and Levi there by the pen where the horses were relaxing for the afternoon. Levi shot a glare after Erwin before glaring at you in the same way, you only smirked.

"You made a bet regarding me?" Levi questioned.

"I did. I wondered how long it might take you." You stated, amused, "Hange bet that you'd figure it out all on your own, if that helps." You pointed out.

"It doesn't." Levi bluntly stated, "Tch, fucking brat."

You snickered, playfully nudging him, "Hey, don't feel bad. Captain Grumpy."

Levi let out an exasperated sigh, "I can still make you run until sun down." He pointed out, "I'm still your superior, brat."

"But you won't." You hummed, "Besides. That would mean you miss out on seeing me yell at some well intentioned "brats", won't it?"

You took note of the ghost of a smile on his face, just watching him cover it with a quiet tch.

"Thats what I thought. I'll yell, you watch. We can call it a date!" You exclaimed, more than happy when you saw his expression melt away into surprise and then a real smile.

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Disembodied Part 3/8

Warning: Mention of death // Angst // Fluff

Pairings: Adrian Raines X MC // Nik Ryder X MC

Words: 1.348

Part 1 is here and part 2 over here!

As always, tags in the reblog!

"Adrian." Amy called him, a tiny smile creeping the corners of her lips. He observed her for an instant, almost as if he could see beyond Alex's face. "It's so good to see you." A week had passed and every fiber of her body was missing him.

"Excuse me but I don't believe we have met before."

"I know this is going to sound crazy. Insane actually. But I swear it's true." He was looking at her with a cold analytical stare. It was intense and piercing. It reminded her of her first interview with him so many months ago. "I'm Amy." He stood stoic as ever. "Amy Miller. As in Amy Miller your, well, I was going to say assistant but I think that's not totally adequate."

"I think you mistook me for someone else," Adrian said, politely, turning on his heels, and heading to Raines Corp.'s front door.

"I had a free minute. Is this the candidate?" Adrian stood, turning to observe her once more. "To Nicole's annoyance, you interviewed me. You told me a story about a genie and a man. You hired me on the spot."

"That's not conclusive."

"You saved Lily for me. That night we kissed for the first time in the rooftop restaurant."

"You'll have to excuse my skepticism–"

"You told me about Charles and Eleanor." Amy took a hesitant step towards him. "You talked about them in your cabin when Vega set you up. We were with Kamilah. But we spent the night together alone and you said you would always be there for me."

"How did you–"

"You have a silver locket with Charles' drawing. It's the most important thing to you. You risked coming here with me to take it out of the safe before the fight with Gaius when you destroyed your labs. And after I stabbed Gaius and he attacked me back, you ran to me and held me." As the memories filled her heart with both pain and warmth, the emotion cut off her words. She blinked, trying to contain her tears, touching her chest unconsciously. "I died in your arms."

"Amy?" Adrian looked into her eyes, almost like he was expecting to recognize her soul. "How can it be you?" She took a step forward and before she expected it, Adrian had dropped his briefcase and was hugging her. For the first time in the last week and even trapped inside this strange body, she felt like herself. His warmth and his hand on her head, putting that perfect amount of pressure so typical of him, calming her nerves. Amy closed her eyes; letting the feeling spread. "I knew there was something off. It was your appearance but it wasn't you."

"You really noticed it?"

"Of course I did." She hugged him back, taking a deep breath. They stood like that for a while, ignoring the curious looks of the people walking past and the destroyed city around them. Finally, he gently pulled back from her, attentively observing her 'new' face. "What happened, Amy?"

"I don't know, I… I remember the fight against Gaius and then I woke up under the sun in New Orleans looking, well… Like this." His hands cupped her face, eyebrows furrowing with sorrow and concern. "Do you really believe me?"

"I do."

"Even with all the craziness?"

"Even with it." Amy focused on his eyes, that calm stare that always comforted her. "After all, we are getting good with craziness, don't you think?" She softly chuckled before becoming serious again.

"I have been so worried and scared, I woke up alone and none of you were around and I thought that Gaius–"

"We are all fine, Amy. I promise."

"I just… I missed you." She whispered.

"I missed you too." Adrian took a deep breath, leaning his forehead down with his eyes closed. “There are so many things I need to say to you. So much to ask you. I–”

"Sorry to cut off short such a cute encounter…" Nik's sarcastic voice said as he walked to them. Instinctively, at the sight of his bow, Adrian stood in front of her. Amy smiled to herself, remembering the first time he had protected her like this in Priya's fashion show. "...But I need to see if Alex is okay, Amy."

"I know, I know." She sighed and Adrian turned to her.

"What is going on, Amy? Who is he?" He asked her, suspiciously.

"Nik Ryder, Adrian Raines." Both men eyed each other. "You said it was my appearance? So, my body is here?" Amy asked Adrian.

"Seems like it." Nik took a step to the door but Adrian extended his arm, stopping him. "I still don't know who you are." Nik watched him clearly mad. "Until Amy explains everything, a nighthunter will not come into my building."

"Then you do know who I am," Nik smirked, smuggling.

"No. I just know your type." He replied, coldly, his stare stopping in all and each of the weapons that Nik was carrying with him.

"Now listen, bloodsucker…" Adrian narrowed his eyes at that term and stood his whole high, looking more intimidating than ever. "...I don't have time for this. I will come in with or without your 'permission'."

"Nik, cut it out." Amy said angrily, rolling her eyes. "Adrian, Nik is Alex's friend. The girl this body belongs to. We think that if I'm in her body–"

"--She is in yours." Adrian finished her sentence and Amy nodded. "Seems plausible."

"Okay then." Nik headed to the front door again but Adrian stopped him once more. "What game are you playing, Raines?!"

"I trust what Amy says without doubt but, before this, she doesn't know who you are." He was calm but firm, his body was taut, ready to take any course of action that was necessary. "Alex has to corroborate who you are. I'm not risking Amy's soul or body in the hands of a nighthunter." Amy smiled at him, gently squeezing his arm.

"I could say the same about you." Nik's voice was more similar to a snarl than actual words, however, Adrian kept his composure.

"I concur. That's why Amy is going to talk with Alex alone. Do you agree?" Nik simply nodded so Adrian turned back to her. “In that case.” He gave her the elevator key. “She’s in the guest penthouse. We will be waiting here."

"Okay."

"If you need me, call for me. I will hear you." He gently touched her cheek, searching her eyes like he was still trying to see beyond her features. "Take your time." He planted a small kiss on her forehead.

“Amy.” She whirled to Nik. “Tell Alex I'm waiting for her too.”

"I will." Amy took a deep breath and headed to the crystal doors, feeling her stomach twisting around anxiously. As she walked inside the building everything felt familiar but at the same time so different. Maybe it was because this strange face was reflected in all the glass instead of hers. The metallic doors were replaced by the wood ones that belong to the penthouse. Amy stood there, thinking about what she was about to find on the other side. To see herself like that, out of her body, was a scary thought without a doubt. And there was no way to know how Alex would react. If it was Alex at all. The seconds passed until she gathered the courage to lift her hand and ring the doorbell. She heard steps getting closer and closer as her heart sped up uncontrollably.

“Who is it?”

“Um, sorry to bother you but Adrian sent me here.” Even though it wasn't entirely the truth, it would be easier than saying who she truly was. It was a chat to have face-to-face, not with a door between them.

“That’s weird, he didn’t mention anything about someone coming–” Amy held a gasp when her own image swung open the door and the other woman looked at her dumbstruck, clearly not expecting the vision she had in front of her. “What the…?”

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am-i-obsessed---maybe · 2 years

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Right Person, Wrong Lifetime (Obi Wan Kenobi x GN!Reader)

Main Masterlist

So this gets kinda long and kinda dark Warnings: order 66, angst (seriously there is no happy ending this is just fluff turned angst)

Attachment is forbidden for a jedi but feelings of love are inevitable between two young souls who care for one another.

Word Count: 5.7k

Part Two

You'd first met Obi Wan as younglings. He was small and skinny and awkward and you thought that was charming. You weren't in the same clan, in fact he was a year younger than you. You'd only seen him during meal times at the temple but he was sweet and you hoped you'd get to know him at some point.

That chance came a few years into your training, you were nine and starving after a particularly hard lightsaber training session. You planned on getting your food and finishing your reading before your next class but when you entered the youngling dining hall you noticed a familiar head of auburn hair in the middle of a game of keep away. Although it didn't look like Obi Wan was particularly enjoying it.

"Give it back!" Obi Wan said as he jumped, trying to get the datapad the other kids were throwing around.

"Hey! If you want to be protectors of the peace you should know better than to bully your clanmates- or anyone for that matter!" You said, holding your hand out and using the force to guide the datapad down to Obi Wan's reach.

"Ugh! come on Y/N, we were just having some fun you don't have to be a bantha dung" One of the boys- a tall twi'lek who's name you didn't remember said.

You grabbed Obi Wan's wrist and led him back to your table as the group continued to taunt you.

"You didn't have to do that" He said meekly and you smiled brightly at him.

"That's what friends are for, now come on what were you reading?"

---

Your friendship continued into your padawan years when he was taken under the instruction of Qui Gon Jinn.

"How are you so calm? If you stay without a master for much longer they'll re-assign you to the corps!" Obi Wan said and you smiled.

"You worry too much Obi" You chided him while you kept reading.

"How are you not worried? Do you not... Want to be a padawan?" Obi Wan asked meekly and you put down your datapad.

"Of course I want to be a padawan, I've spent my entire 13 years of life training for it but I'm not worried because I have a master" You said, smirking while Obi Wan rolled his eyes.

"If you say something about the force being the only master you need I'm leaving" He said you laughed.

"One, that's rude. And two, I mean it, Master Plo Koon is taking me on as his padawan!" You announced and Obi Wan looked at you stunned.

"You mean the new council member?" He asked and you nodded enthusiastically.

"He's even friends with master Jinn so we might go on missions together isn't that cool?" You asked him excitedly and he smiled.

"If master Qui Gon ever takes me on anything more than a meditation session" Obi Wan grumbled and you laughed.

"You should trust him more, besides, look" You said, pulling a small piece of hair from behind your ear.

"I can finally start growing a padawan braid" You said excitedly.

---

Qui Gon's funeral wasn't the first you'd attended but it was the first time you'd felt grief in yourself instead of in others. You'd felt it through the force before but after knowing and training with the man for years you felt a great pain at his loss. Although not nearly as much as Obi Wan. You stood behind him at the funeral and spent the whole ceremony trying to be a comforting presence for your friend. You'd heard he's been promoted to the rank of Jedi Knight because of his bravery on his recent mission. After all he did kill a sith lord, but you hadn't actually gotten a chance to talk to him since he'd come back.

There were rumors flying around the temple but you just wanted to make sure your friend was okay.

You'd managed to corner him after the funeral was over.

"Obi- Obi Wan" You called out to him, quick to cover up the nickname once you saw a youngling was with him.

"Y/N? I'm sorry I haven't stopped by-" He started saying and you put your hands on his shoulders.

"I wanted you to know I'm here for you" you said before your eyes wondered.

"This is the kid?" You asked once you noticed the kid with him wasn't a youngling from the temple.

"This is Anakin Skywalker, master Qui Gon sensed him on Tatooine, he..." Obi wan trailed off and you tightened your grip on his shoulder.

"Obi Wan said he would train me since Qui Gon isn't... Here anymore" The little boy said and you smiled and kneeled down next to him.

"Well then, it's nice to meet you Anakin" You told the boy and stood back up to look at your friend.

"And congratulations to you too Master Kenobi. I'm sure you'll be an amazing teacher" You said, you were partially teasing him but you meant the compliment. If there was one thing you knew about Obi Wan it was that he was meant to be a teacher.

"Don't cause too much trouble for him Anakin! He's a bit of a stickler for the rules as of late" You said over your shoulder as you continued down the hall.

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A few months later you'd passed your own trials and became a jedi knight as well. Not that the extra time didn't go over Obi Wan's head, he teased you about it for years after.

"You always were one step behind me" He said as you watched Anakin try to chop wood with some of the locals, like Obi Wan he was on the leaner side.

You'd been sent on a mission with your old friend and his 16 year old padawan to the planet Lothal. A negotiation mission that as of yet hasn't gone awry thanks to Obi Wan. He really was the best negotiator you knew.

"Yes well I have to be unique somehow" You joked. no matter how many years passed he still chided you for your "late development".

"Have you thought of taking on a padawan?" Obi Wan asked, stroking his beard in a habit he had gained since he first grew it out.

"It's surprisingly rewarding" He explained and you chuckled.

"don't let Quinlan hear you, you'll never be able to complain about it again" You said, getting a small laugh out of him.

"Although I think this is the time to say I told you so" You said, holding back a laugh as you watched Anakin stumble with his arms full of what must be some heavy wood.

"About what? Because if I remember correctly you already said that about growing the beard" Obi Wan responded and you laughed. You had told him that a beard would help make him look a bit more his age. Who knew the man had such a baby face?

"I meant about your teaching skills. I don't think anybody would have thought he'd be this advanced after so little time."

"Seven years isn't so little" Obi Wan remarked and you rolled your eyes.

"You know what I mean Obi. You should be proud, I'm sure master Qui Gon is" You said and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"But I think I'll stay in the uncle mentor for a bit longer" You continued jokingly.

"I don't think I'd have been able to do it without your support, I probably would have gone to the council after less than a year if you hadn't talked me out of it all those times" He said and you sighed.

"You're always so anxious about your ability to do things, sometimes I wish you could see yourself like I do for a bit. Maybe then you'd have some more confidence in yourself." You didn't notice it when you turned away but Obi Wan's cheek's flushed with color at your words. It also didn't help (or did, on Obi Wan's part) that Anakin dropped the logs he was carrying and you went off to help him. He knew these feelings were wrong for him to have but they were there anyways and he only hoped he could work through them without ruining your friendship.

---

You'd heard about Obi Wan and Anakin's new mission mainly because it seems Anakin has picked up some of his master's nerves.

"I don't need the force to sense your anxiety Ani" You told the 19 year old as the two of you meditated in the temple gardens.

"It's been so long, what if she doesn't remember me?" The boy- who really wasn't so young anymore- asked.

"Then you'll reintroduce yourself" You calmly said, having let go of the idea of meditation. You often talked with Anakin like this under the guise of meditation. You were someone he could tell his worries or anythings he didn't want to tell Obi Wan. It helped having someone close outside of their dynamic to talk to.

"How do you always stay so calm?" Anakin questioned and you chuckled.

"I don't, but this isn't about me Anakin. I'm sure Obi Wan has already told you, you need to control your emotions otherwise they'll control you" You warned but Anakin rolled his eyes.

"And it's a path to the darkside, like basically everything else" He said mockingly and you shook your head disapprovingly.

"Yes, but more importantly it'll get you killed one day. Some decisions need to be made with your brain not just with your heart" You told him and stood up.

"You should go find Obi Wan and report for your mission. Good luck and remember Ani-" You began but Anakin cut you off as he walked into the temple.

"Use my brain not my heart" He said mockingly over his shoulder.

"Not just your heart!" You corrected.

"And give my regards to Obi Wan!" You called out to him and you only knew he heard you because you could feel the sense of accepting resignation. You and Obi Wan were far too cichy for his taste.

---

When the Clone Wars officially started you were less than thrilled to say the least. Actually you were very much against it. So when you felt a familiar force signature you sighed in resignation, you'd expected this conversation for multiple days.

"Go ahead and come in master" You called out in the direction of the door even before there was a knock.

"Always the perceptive one young Y/N" Master Plo said as he walked into your quarters. You had long ago given up on changing his nickname for you. It made sense when you were a young padawan but you weren't so young anymore. Not that it bothered the 382 year old.

"I've been expecting you, would you like some tea?" You asked as you went to prepare some.

Plo nodded and sat down at a small sitting area you had in your quarters.

"Since you have been expecting me can I assume you know why I am here?" He asked and you sighed, turning to face him while the water boiled.

"You out of everyone should understand me master, even in times of war jedi have never fought as generals. It's not our place. We're peacekeepers not soldiers" You said and were glad for the excuse of the tea to keep your hands busy when the kettle came to a boil.

"I understand your thoughts young one but you must understand the dangers. This is a galactic war" Plo said and you came to the table with a tray of tea.

"I won't fight a war for the politicians in the senate. I'm not a soldier and neither are you master" You told Plo as you sipped your tea. You didn't want to fight with him but you had to do what you knew was right. He was the one who taught you that.

"You were the one who taught me to do the right thing, especially if it's harder than the easy option and I have made that decision" You reminded him and he sat in concentration for a moment.

"You are wise young one but you are not always right. I dislike acting as a general as much as you but to protect the peace in the republic we must end this war." Plo explained and you sighed.

"And this is a war, I know master. But, I have a question for you" You said and continued only once Plo nodded.

"Are you hear on behalf of yourself or the council?" You asked. You knew that as a member of the council he was never truly acting only as himself but you wanted to know.

"The council did request I speak with you" He began and you took a big disappointed breath.

"But I do believe that with your help we may yet end this war before too much blood is shed" He continued.

You didn't say anything.

"You are concerned" Plo said, sensing your worries.

"I do not like the thought of jedi becoming soldiers, it scares me. It blurs the line of what we do and- well that can be dangerous" You admitted and master Plo placed a comforting hand on your arm.

"You have worked past fear before, you will do it again young one, if there is anyone I trust to keep the peace it is you" Plo reassured you and you smiled sadly.

"If you truly believe that fighting in this war will allow us to end it sooner- to bring peace sooner- then I will join you" You said and even though most of your master's face was hidden by his mask you could see he was smiling.

---

The Clone War brought upon the deaths of many Jedi and the need to replace them within the order. It's why you and Obi Wan were made jedi masters as well as why Obi Wan joined the jedi council, replacing master Peill. You were very proud of him.

Anakin became a jedi knight and suddenly your roles changed quickly from keepers of the peace to war leaders and generals. Even young padawans were made into commanders. Though the more this war raged on the less confident in your role within it you became.

When you walked onto the bridge of your cruiser you were pleasantly surprised to find Anakin and Obi Wan along with their second in commands.

"General Skywalker, general Kenobi, it's good to see you again" You said, teasingly formal as you joined them at the bridge's command center.

"And you must be captain Rex and commander Cody, I've heard much about you both" You said to the clones. They looked at each other and then at their generals in confusion.

"You talk about us general?" Rex asked Anakin who returned his confused look.

"Not with general L/N, no" He said and you smiled as you sensed a familiar force signature running at you from behind. The answer to Rex's question.

"Master Y/N!" Ahsoka exclaimed as you turned around to meet her in a hug.

"Little 'soka, you've gotten taller" You said as you held her by the shoulders to look at her.

"It's good to see you little one" You said, placing a soft kiss on the top of Ahsoka's head, between her montrals. You could never contain your affection for the young togruta.

Rex and Cody looked at each other, finally understanding who'd been telling you about them while Anakin looked and you and Ahsoka in confusion.

"You two know each other?" He asked and Obi Wan smirked simply happy to see you again.

"Has Ahsoka not told you?" You asked teasingly, holding Ahsoka in a side hug. She was shorter than you, her head reaching just below your shoulder.

"It's important for a master and padawan to know each other well Anakin" You said, continuing to tease.

"Master Y/N was master Plo's padawan and brought me to the temple with him" Ahsoka explained sheepishly.

"Ohhhh" Anakin said and laughed.

"That does make sense" He said and you shook your head in mock disapproval. In reality you were very happy to be back with your friends. This is the lightest you'd felt since the war began.

"Now that we've all happily reunited, we do have a mission to get to" Obi Wan reminded you all and you nodded as he began to go over the plan.

You let Ahsoka stand beside Anakin as you stood comfortably beside Obi Wan. He's recently cut his hair short again and you couldn't help but sneak glances at it along with small glances at his armour. He looked incredibly regal standing next to you leading and you couldn't help but notice he snuck glances your way as well.

You wore minimal armour (much to the dismay of your battalion), feeling like it restricted your mobility too much. Really you hated feeling like a general and there was a certain comfort to your jedi robes.

Obi Wan found you looked good in either, not that he would share that thought.

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You were barely awake when the commander of your battalion as well as his lieutenant carried you into the halls of healing, each supporting half your weight with your arms wrapped over their shoulders. Your head ached and you were losing most of the feeling in your limbs.

"-Doctor! We need a doctor!" Your commander yelled as a group of jedi and healers approached them.

"What happened?" One of the healers, a human woman, asked as she guided the clones to lay you down on a stretcher.

"They were holding off an explosion with the force- they seemed fine but something hit them and they haven't been responsive" The lieutenant-Taz- said.

"Thank you troopers, we'll take them from here" The healer said as she took the stretcher into the infirmary.

Taz turned to his commander. "Do you think they'll be okay?" Taz asked and the clone next to him, commander Hugh took off his helmet.

"Honestly I have no idea" Commander Hugh said and a temple guard approached the two of them.

"You two are not authorized to be in here, you may wait on your ship in the hanger" They said and though both clones wanted to argue they knew making a scene wasn't a good idea.

As they walked back to the hanger a familiar figure came up to them.

"Commander Hugh, lieutenant, what are you doing here?" Obi Wan asked as he approached with his own commander only a step behind him.

Hugh saluted the general and Taz did the same.

"General Kenobi, sir" They said in unison.

"General L/N was injured and ordered our ship to return to Coruscant" Commander Hugh explained and Obi Wan had to stop his face from shifting too much.

"What do you mean? What kind of injury?" He asked and Taz looked at him sympathetically. Everyone in both the 212th and your own battalion knew about the special connection you had with Obi Wan. You'd always told them you were simply close friends but many of them suspected it was deeper than that.

"When we arrived they were unresponsive sir. They're being treated in the halls of healing" Hugh said and Taz quickly cut it.

"They assured us the general was in good hands sir, I'm sure they'll be fine" He reassured but something akin to terror passed over Obi Wan's eyes as he began to make his way towards the halls of healing.

"General-" Cody tried to call out but Kenobi was already gone.

"I'm sorry sir" Hugh told Cody but the marshal commander dismissed it.

"He'll be back once he sees that general L/N is okay" Cody said and they all hoped he was right.

The only thoughts in Obi Wan's mind were those of concern for you. You'd always been strong, able to take a punch and get back up, and it wasn't as if you'd never been injured before but if you'd specifically asked to come back to Coruscant... Something had to be wrong.

As he made his way into the halls of healing a young healer came up to him. He was a miralan whom Obi Wan faintly remembered seeing around the temple before.

"Master Kenobi are you alright?" He asked and Obi Wan nodded.

"Yes but master Y/N L/N was admitted here earlier, I need to see them" He told the boy who looked over his data pad thoughtfully.

"Master L/N is currently resting, they're being treated for force exhaustion" The boy explained and Obi Wan nodded.

"So they'll be fine then?" He asked, he should have known but he needed someone else to say it. Needed for someone to calm his nerves.

"They'll be perfectly fine master Kenobi" The boy reiterated and Obi Wan went to sit and wait. You'll be fine. Just like Taz had said. The clones must have overreacted not knowing what force exhaustion was. You weren't seriously injured, you just needed to rest and recover your strength. He had to remind himself of that until he felt your force signature awaken.

This was getting out of hand. He knew that attachment was forbidden for him and he knew that he chided Anakin on his own attachments before. How could he be so hypocritical?

He approached your room slowly and was surprised to see you were meditating inside, hovering slightly above your bed.

"You should take it easy, you gave Taz quite the scare" He said, returning to the comfortable disguise of sarcasm and wit to hide his own worry.

One of you eyes opened and you smiled.

"Is that who I scared?" You asked teasingly, you had always been able to see right through him.

"Alright, I may have been a tad worried as well" Obi Wan admitted and took a seat beside your bed. "How do you feel?" He asked and you stretched, floating down to the bed.

"Better, I overdid it a bit but I'll be fine" You said and smiled tiredly at him, you still needed rest.

"I got to rest on the way here too" You continued as you watched Obi Wan.

"I've missed you Obi" You said and placed your hand on his.

"Y/N, what is this? We shouldn't- we shouldn't be humoring these feelings" Obi Wan said and he just hoped he wasn't about to embarrass himself. He knows you well enough to trust himself. He could recognize that you reciprocate his feelings but he knew this wasn't the jedi way.

"And why not?" You asked, facing him.

"Attachment is forbidden but I don't want to be conflicted with my feelings for you Obi" You said, you kept your gaze on his hand under yours.

"I care about you Obi Wan, I can't ignore that" You told him finally looking into his teal eyes.

"As do I" He said, turning his hand in yours, holding onto your palm. "But we can't" He said and you sighed. You lowered your head into the crook of his neck.

"You're exhausted" He chided as he held you.

"I can love you and be able to let you go Obi, I can feel without being attached. That's how we've been taught" You said into the crook of his neck as he brought a hand through your hair.

"But I cannot darling, and that means I cannot have you" He whispered into your ear.

"Now rest, you'll need your strength" He said as he kissed the crown of your head and laid you down on the cot.

"Stay with me?" You asked and he smiled adoringly at you.

"Of course darling" He said, going back to sitting beside your bed and he held your hand until you fell asleep.

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You huddled the younglings into the farthest corner of the room.

"Master, what's going on? What are the clones doing?" A young rhodian girl asked you and you sighed.

"I don't know young one, but you have to promise me you'll do exactly as I say. I will do everything in my power to keep you safe, all of you" You told her and the rest of the younglings. You only hoped they weren't strong enough to sense the death and fear outside.

You had no idea what made the clones turn and you pushed the curiosity about your own battalion to the back of your mind. Your first responsibility was to these younglings.

You stood up as you sensed a clone squad coming by.

"Stay hidden, do not leave this room unless I tell you to, do you understand?" You asked as you took up a defensive position.

A chorus of scared "Yes master"s came from behind you as you ignited your lightsaber.

The door opened and a squad of clone troopers, a squad you recognised as part of the 501st came into the room and aimed their blasters at you.

"Traitor!" One of them said as you ran at them, lightsaber in front of you as you jumped and slashed, deflecting their fire and ending their lives as painlessly as you could.

"Follow me younglings, we must go" You said as you ran into the hallway and the younglings joined you.

There was a padawan among them, she'd recently been taken in by a jedi and had only begun to grow her padawan braid.

"Master, we can't possibly take on all these clones by ourselves" She said and you nodded.

"You're right Hilla, we can't. That's why I'm taking you and the younglings to a ship" You said and Hilla ran after you.

"But master we'd never be able to-" She tried to say but you stopped and knelt down to her.

"You will take the ship, it has an escape pod. Fly out of orbit. Get as far as you can and do not land anywhere. When you find a planet use the escape pod." You told Hilla and handed her a communicator.

"Contact me once you're out of orbit. Go to non republic systems and stay hidden. These younglings are counting on you, can you do that?" You asked Her.

She nodded.

"Yes master Y/N." She said confidently and you nodded approvingly.

"Good, I will carve you a path." You told her as you led her and the younglings to a small hanger beneath the temple. You had lost count of how many clones you'd slain. How many of Anakin's men. You didn't want to think about it. You couldn't.

You felt blaster shots fly past you, a few grazed you but you kept fighting until you saw the ship take off.

"Your efforts are useless. We'll find them." The trooper said and you scowled.

"Take off your helmet trooper." You ordered but he didn't move, continuing to point his blaster at you.

"I don't take orders from you anymore jedi" He sneered and you sighed.

"Then I am sorry for what I must do" You said as you charged at him.

You laid on the floor of the temple, so many had died and you could no longer find the power to stand.

You heard more blaster fire and stood against everything your body told you. You ran to the entrance of the temple and for a moment you smiled hopefully as you saw Obi Wan. He and master Yoda had killed off the last of the clones.

"Obi Wan, master Yoda-" You breathed out as you let the exhaustion take over and fell to your knees.

Obi Wan rushed to you.

"Y/N" He breathed out as he helped you stand.

"What happened?" He asked and you sighed.

"I don't know, they came out of nowhere and began to shoot, we did everything we could" You explained as he helped you walk back into the temple along with Yoda.

You let out a shaky breath as you finally saw the destruction.

"Not even the younglings survived" Obi Wan said and you closed your eyes to hold back the tears.

"We never had a chance" You said as you knelt beside the body of one of the younglings.

"Killed not by clones this padawan. By lightsaber he was" Yoda said and you saw the marks of a lightsaber. He was right.

"Who could have done this?" Obi Wan asked but none of you had an answer. You hadn't seen who it was but you had your suspicions. Still you couldn't bring yourself to say it.

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Obi Wan had a mission to do and you heard your comm ping.

"Master Y/N" Hilla said and you smiled sadly at her.

"You made it" You said, a weight was removed from your chest. It was not all in vain. Someone survived.

"We're in hyperspace on our way to the outer rim... What do we do now?" She asked and you let out a breath.

"You hide. Forget your training, you must survive." You told the young padawan. She couldn't have been older than 11 years old.

"But master-"

"Find a place to stay. Do not tell anyone who you are and keep the younglings safe Hilla. It is the only way" You told her. She looked so scared, unsure what to do or how to continue.

"But master, I can't do that. I don't know how" She said and you smiled at her.

"The force will guide you, it will keep you safe but promise me Hilla... Promise me you will do anything you can to survive" You begged her and you saw her conflicted face.

"I promise master." She said and you nodded.

"Find somewhere to hide and never contact me again. Stay safe young padawan and may the force be with you" You said before disconnecting and destroying the comm.

You stayed sitting on the steps of the halls of healing until Obi Wan came to find you. You could feel his pain before he even said a word.

"Y/N" He said and you shook your head. He knew.

"I know Obi Wan." You told him as you stood up.

"Anakin he-" Obi Wan tried to say but you embraced him.

"I know" You said.

"Master Yoda has sent me to kill him" Obi Wan said and you looked at him, matching his pain. You placed a gentle hand on his cheek.

"I am so sorry Obi Wan" You told him and you felt the horrible mix of guilt, shame, pain and anger in him.

"I am so sorry" You repeated as you kissed his forehead.

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Bail, your old friend, had managed to contact you. He helped you get off world and took you along with master Yoda to Polis Masa.

You didn't want to meditate, too scared to feel the force after so much death and destruction.

The crying of two newly born babies took you out of the confines of your own mind. When you'd joined Bail, Yoda and Obi Wan you could feel that Padme was no longer with you. The only thing remaining of her were her children.

"What will happen to them?" You asked Yoda. This single day seemed to have aged him more than the last 900 years.

"Decide that now we must" Master Yoda said and you looked into the room, watching Obi Wan hold one of the babies. He was distraught.

You, Bail and Obi Wan sat together in a meeting room on bail's ship.

"Hidden, safe the children must be kept" Yoda said and you all stayed deep in thought.

"We must take them somewhere where the sith will not sense their presence" Obi Wan said and you nodded.

"We should split them up then. It will be easier to hide each baby on their own rather than both of them together" You said and Yoda seemed to agree.

"My wife and I will take the girl. We've always talked of adopting a baby girl. She will be loved with us" Bail said and you looked at Obi Wan to your right.

"And what of the boy?" He asked and Yoda spoke.

"To Tatooine. To his family send him" The old master said and you sighed.

The thought of separating these infants from the only family they have, from each other hurt but you knew it was the right choice.

"I will take the child and watch over him" Obi Wan said wearily and you placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Then I will go with the girl as well, and help protect her" You said, this time looking at bail.

Bail looked at you skeptically, attempting to hide on Alderaan would be difficult. After all you were fugitive of the empire now.

"her father had the highest midichlorian count we know of, it is not unlikely that she will be force sensitive and someone must be there to help her hide it or to train her should the need arise" You explained.

"If that is alright with you" You continued, looking at bail hoping he agreed. "It is" He finally said and with that decided you all stood up, bowing to yoda before leaving.

"Bail" You called to the man as the two of you left the room.

"Thank you" You told him. You meant it.

"Of course my friend, I just hope you know what you are doing. The core and the mid rim will be the first place they look for any surviving jedi." He said and you nodded.

"I know how to lay low" You said tariling off slightly before continuing.

"Anakin was a dear friend of mine. I need to make sure his daughter is safe and I couldn't trust anyone more than you with that task" You told him and he smiled.

"Thank you old friend" He said before walking off to talk with his crew.

Obi Wan soon joined you in the hall.

You adjusted his burned robes. Nothing but your expression would show the great tragedy that had just happened.

"You'll need something new to wear, your robes are burnt" You said and Obi Wan heaved a laugh. It was rough and unnatural and not from amusement.

"How do you do that? After everything that just happened how can you be so- so unbothered?" He asked and you smiled sadly at him.

"Obi, I am very bothered. I'm in pain and in mourning but I can't-" A tear fell down your cheek as you choked back a sob.

"I can't stop working, can't stop trying to help. Trying to make things better" You said softly and he wrapped you in his arms.

"This is goodbye, isn't it?" he asked. You nodded.

"I hope I see you again" You said, caressing his cheek.

"As do I darling" He said and you leaned into his embrace, your face so close to his.

"I want to kiss you, just this once, before we go our separate ways" You said and Obi Wan closed the distance between your lips. It was a chaste kiss filled with the loss of missed love and a need to express feelings barely said.

"Stay safe Obi" You told him.

"The same to you my dear" He said and you let go of his embrace.

"Goodbye" You said and he watched you leave.

"Goodbye Y/N, may the force be with you ,my love" He said just loud enough for you to hear.

#star wars imagine #star wars x reader #star wars prequels #gn reader #gender neutral reader #reader insert #obi wan kenobi x reader #obi wan x reader #obi wan imagine #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #angst #right person wrong time #seriously this gets sad

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demonslayedher · 1 year

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Things that went through my mind while watching this episode:

--Tanjiro had told Inosuke that the reason Zenitsu didn't pull out his sword on him was because it was against Corp rules. Evidently, Zenitsu doesn't actually care about this rule.

--I know there is discomfort with Zenitsu chasing Nezuko around the room and pointing out that it wasn't in the manga, but like... the basis for it was there. ZenStans (and I am one) point out how the anime made him seem worse for how they added this chase scene and took out the later scene of Zenitsu talking to Nezuko in her box, but... the conniptions and uncomfortable attitudes towards girls do come straight from the manga. Zenitsu still had a lot of growing up to do (and given material that came out after the manga ended, in some ways, he never does). On first watch, I really wasn't being won to the ZenNezu cause... heck, I don't think it was until after the manga ended that I grew positive feelings toward ZenNezu instead of just "sigh, OK." (If you follow my blog, you've probably guessed by now that I do truly enjoy shipping ZenNezu now.)

--I also didn't have positive feelings for Inosuke yet at this point, I found him hopelessly unreasonable. But me now? LOOK AT THE BABY, BEING MOTHERED BY A HUMAN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN OVER 14 YEARS.

--In my digest of the last episode I said we get the joy of watching Inosuke explore his humanity, and that makes me see his perplexity at "live proudly" in a very different light. He has joined a pack (the Corp) and he wants to be a part of it, as beasts do, which makes him receptive to the rules. Oh, no swords? My bad, got it. Live proudly? What does that mean? Precisely, how? What's that weak old lady's position to be able to say this? Inosuke was so willing to go along and learn all these new things that he DID put on the full Corp uniform when he received it (but, according to the fanbook, didn't like how it felt and then demolished the top half). Look at how quick he changed into new clothes after Hisa-san brought him some new ones. He accepted it so quickly, whether just for a natural inclination to obedience or because it did feel nice on his sensitive skin.

--I wish the good-luck sparks lit against their backs would had been an ongoing thing. I love that touch so much.

--"Go bu-un wo" (good luck in battle) in a phrase that goes through my head a lot, and there are LINE messenger stickers of Hisa-san saying that as she makes sparks. A friend sent it to me before my first Nerd Test attempt and I felt very encouraged (and then I failed that time, but that's besides the point. I passed the following year).

--It's not stated anywhere how long they stayed at that mansion having a peaceful recovery (as peaceful as Zenitsu and Inosuke can allow it to be), but... this may be some of the longest Zenitsu has had people around willing to just chill out with him (as Kaigaku was never willing), the longest rest Tanjiro has gotten ever since his family was killed, and the longest Inosuke can ever remember sleeping under a roof.

--Watching that Corp member get sucked back into the trees as he screams for help? Legit terrifying. I love that they still show Tanjiro feeling scared enough for his hands to shake. Also, as an animation detail, Tanjiro does so much thinking with his eyes and the CG works so well to show this (it's like he's got some Rengoku in him).

--Inosuke just... stabbing spiders

--Murata!!! --Murata... I... I looked, but I didn't find relevant content in my blog to reblog in honor of his appearance.

--But, uh, look, Murata! It's the boy you took care of at the Final Selection! He's a Pillar now!

--AND THERE'S MY QUEEN NEXT TO HIM

--I don't know how long the Kamaboko boys were in recovery, but long enough for Kanao to do laps on them in jumping ranks through the Corp. She's exceeded Murata already (she was a Tsumonoto by this point, according to the first fanbook).

--Sorry, Murata... you're doing your best, I know. And I'm really sorry you had to witness your comrades killing each other. Murata deserves more credit for how much he's been through over the years, and how much he's struggled through with meager innate talent. Murata is proof of the merits of hard work. Let it be remembered that even when he had permission to give up on Himejima's strength training, he stuck it out (not likely successfully, but he deserves credit for effort).

--Love the sequences of the spider family throughout the forest, they set up Mother Spider to be a truly terrifying presence by coming last after Father being forebodingly large and still, Brother peeking at you, and Sister kicking her legs in time to the creepy music while she sits up in the tree tops.

--And later on we get our first Rui appearance. Forget wanting to "eat people and get stronger" as demons are tasked with, or even looking for the Blue Spider Lily, Rui truly does just want to play house and be left alone. Special treatment from Muzan, indeed.

--I hope the animators had fun on Spatial Awareness, zooming in to his hand at the end like he's grabbed hold of Mother Spider? Excellent.

--I HAD NO RECOLLECTION OF ZENITSU AND CHUNTARO DOING THE TAISHO SECRET TOGETHER. UKOGI LOVES RICE??? WHAT WASTED POTENTIAL FOR BIRD FIC.

#KnY Rewatch #my art #Kamado tanjiro #kamado tanjirou #murata #hashibira inosuke #howa howa

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mrsbraunmoved · 2 years

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Did you have to be that honest ?

Reiner Braun x fem! reader

Synopsis : It took endless time for him to admit his feelings to her until he almost lost her.

Warnings : Angst

Year : 848

Part 2 : "Don't Save Me"

There was this thing about him she can't figure out what made her so attached to him.

She didn't know whether it was that time when he defended her against the people who accused her of cheating or the time when he carried her during the graded run to the mountain because she was unable to run, sustaining too much injury for saving Jean or was it the fact that he was always beside her that made her fall for him ?

Reiner Braun was the sweetest man to y/n, helping her, encouraging and supporting her decisions. He was like her support system.

The way he could see her victory smile following her win in a sparring match against Annie.

"I must marry her" he thought

Reiner would always hear her story, keeping her company, especially at night when the would go stargazing. The little things that he does, making her stomach have butterflies such as occasionally patting her head, tying her shoelaces when her hands were occupied, carrying her heavy equipments and of course, she could always recall the way he caressed her shoulder that time after he gently cleaned her wounds following an assignment.

Goosebumps crawled up her body just by remembering that experience, the tension between Reiner and herself.

Reiner and y/n often exchanged stories about each other. Stories that made them grew close even though he listened more than he actually talks. But when she does tell a story, he would look at her like she's his world. It took a while for him to open up and even now, he doesn't really share much and she respected that.

Reiner would always forget his primary mission when he's with y/n.

But there was one thing he wanted to change about her.

Her stubbornness.

Reiner persuaded y/n not to join the survey corps as it will be risky. Moreover, he knew one day when he reveals himself, he has to fight her and she has to fight him.

Y/n has a fixed mind. She wouldn't let anyone's opinion affect her decision. Not even Reiner. She wanted to be a part of the scout regiment ever since the day she entered the corps as a trainee.

But she was falling behind these past few days. Y/n hasn't been herself. She was aware of it, it seems that every time she was on someone's team. Their team lost. So she attempted to clear her mind and focus on training. But it didn't help. Nothing helped her got back on track.

She didn't know what was happening to her.

After Shadis ordered her to run laps from the afternoon to dinner time yesterday because she came late to the training, it was an obvious energy drain for her. However, she pushed herself each day for the sake of joining the scout regiment. She was tired of being known as the crazy girl whose dream to join the scouts seems impossible.

She showed tried her best today to make her team win advantage for tomorrow's mission to the forest. However, she obviously failed.

Again, y/n knew her team's loss was her fault. She could have won when she's on her full potential. But she wasn't. Her mind wasn't on the game and it's definitely not a secret that everyone was frustrated at her and she felt....guilty.

All of this was her fault. Shadis yelled at them because of her.

But what y/n didn't expect, was that out of all the people who were frustrated at her, Reiner was the one who had it worst.

"What happened back there ?" Reiner chased her, his voice wasn't soft at all.

"I slipped, Reiner" she sighed

"You slipped ?"

"You're getting sloppier everyday, Y/N" His voice was stern, taking her aback. He had never been like this to her.

She knew that everyone was mad at her for losing the advantage but Reiner out of everyone else ?

"Hey ! That's not nice." Sasha, who stood beside y/n said.

"We lost the advantage and the commandant gave us penalty and that's because of you" The glare that he shot her were like thorns.

"I'm sorry" she pulled sasha's hand with her, walking past him, not having the energy to argue with him although she could feel your heart chip a bit.

"That's it ? Sorry ?" His words stopped her.

What more does he want ? Why is he being like this ?

She turned to face him, the complexion on her face was gradually turning paler.

"You plan on joining the scouts to die faster ?"

"what are you getting on Reiner ?" Her anger slowly crawled, reaching herself.

"to be with your family"

Y/n could hear Sasha's gasp

She pushed his shoulders hard. Eyes filled with resentment, shooting death glares at him. How dare he use one of the stories she told him for an insult.

"All of this was your fault"

"If you want to die faster, then so be it. You can go ahead and die. They could always replace you with someone better."

"No one here is as weak and dumb as you. You're not worth anybody's time"

"Reiner !" Sasha yelled at him, her hands patting y/ back.

She could kick him. Hard. But this was Reiner.

She knew Reiner was against her joining the survey corps but how he was to her right now, it gave her the impression that he wasn't really her friend all this time.

Pursing her lips, she lowered your head to the ground. Her eyes slowly became bloodshot while water began to collect at the bottom lid of her eyes.

lips trembled slightly, releasing another breath

"I know...." she whispered softly, enough for herself to hear.

She didn't want to look into his eyes, she was too angry to do so. She felt too worthless, like a nobody.

"Did you have to be that honest ?"

Her voice cracked and only then did she shoot him a hurtful look. A look that he knew he would always remember. It made his heart shatter. He looked at her face that has lost its color. He almost couldn't recognize the girl that was standing in front of him.

He had never seen y/n cry. Not even a single tear drop.

It broke him knowing that the first time he saw her crying was because of him. Reiner Braun froze, his eyes still attached to yours, heart feeling heavy. Softening them, he couldn't describe how hurtful it was to see her like this. She looked like she could faint any moment. She looked so....broken.

"Y/n..."

She bumped on his shoulders harshly while walking past him, ignoring his calls to her name. So he started chasing her before Mikasa stopped him while Sasha accompanied you back to her barracks.

"Don't." She said

"Did you not see how she looked ? She has been through enough for these past few days, cut her some slack."

"What happened to her ?"

"She didn't tell you ?"

Reiner did not gave any response.

"What happened to Y/n ?" Reiner repeated his question, his heart beating faster.

He was afraid. Concerned, Worried for y/n.

"She hasn't been eating well, she has nightmares, Reiner."

"It's been getting worse."

The pain that he felt was doubled than the amount when he saw how shattered you were because of his words.

"Do you know what they're about ?" He hesitantly asked

"Her parents, how harsh they were to her, their words that made her feel...." Mikasa stopped midway before continuing

"She has nightmares about titans....and sometimes....." She paused again, reluctant to say her next word.

"you"

Everything was news to him. He'd never knew how bad her parents had treated her. None of her stories that she told him had signs that she was enduring pain except the part where her parents died the day wall Maria was breached. And deep down, Reiner knew that he was the reason her parents were dead.

She was suffering and he did not know a single bit of it. The worst thing was that he was a part of the reason why she were suffering. He added salt to her wound.

'Why didn't she tell me' he thought

"Me ?" Was the first thing he was able to let out

"She didn't tell us what they were about but this is the reason she hasn't been herself these past few days."

Mikasa then narrowed her eyes

"I heard what you told her"

"I shouldn't have said that"

"Your words hurt her, Reiner. She has been through too much. Out of all the person that she expected to be mad at her. You were the last one she thought would get mad."

"You like her don't you ?"

"W-what are you talking about, Ackerman" He's always denying his feelings for her. He can't be falling in love with her. He can't be...

But she, she made him feel things that he didn't know if those feelings were real. He was the one who thought love wasn't real. Especially when his parents' relationship was... His parents weren't in love.

This was different. Reiner and y/n were in love but he was too stubborn to admit it. He didn't want to tell her. Deep down he knew the both of them didn't have a chance. He still has a mission to complete. But what if the two could try ?

What if ?

"You should tell her, before it's too late. Who knows, she might die in the scouts and you won't ever tell her"

"Watch what you say" He warned, sensitive to the topic of you dying.

"Didn't you tell her to die faster ?"

"I need to talk to her" He walked towards your barracks but again, Mikasa hindered him with her palms on his chest.

"No, until tomorrow's mission is over, after Shadis told her to run laps yesterday, today's pre mission assignment and your attitude towards her today, she needs to rest"

He forgot about that. He forgot that she ran laps because she came late. Mikasa walked away from him, leaving him alone, thinking.

He's worried. Was she going to be fine ? What if she hate him ? What if she was really going to die ? He can't forgive himself if that happens. He can't stop thinking about her.

But that's exactly the question. Was she going to be okay ?

Part 2 at @mrsbraun

#fanfic #writing #aot reiner #reiner angst #reiner braun angst #reiner #reiner braun #snk reiner #attack on titan #attack on titan x female reader #snk x you #reiner x you #reiner x reader #reiner imagine #aot imagines #aot x y/n #shingeki no kyoujin #aot fanfiction

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bigkickguy · 1 year

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After reading a few summaries of the untranslated chapters of leviathan and playing the story content in limbus i have like 3 theories of 'who' dante is but i will write out one of them at least because it makes me sound insane and i think its funny spoilers for limbus + leviathan bellow!

(dante accidental spoiler saver - if you don't want spoilers get out of here!!! also bolded text at the bottom for a kind of tldr on the theory...) ok so supposedly at the end of the last leviathan chapter after vergilius is done manifesting his own ego and kicking the shit out of [redacted] one of the pods opens and lapis is inside! But she is calling herself charon and doesn't remember Anything. I always assumed lapis was charon but I wasn't sure how they found her so now we know! Also [redacted] shattered Garnet's cocoon towards the end of the fight so everyone is incredibly upset (it's me I'm incredibly upset) but as charon is getting out of the pod and standing up she picks up a piece of garnet's shattered crystal cocoon / self! Vergilius gets a call and we discover that the lab was in N corp this whole time which is really ligning up to set them up as the primary antagonist force of the first part of limbus. The footage of the lab with all the orphanage kids in it was from N corp and apparently seeing the inside of a N corp lab is taboo so N corp raided Vergilius' base of operations and gathered up his remaining allies. Unclear on if they were killed immediately or taken but rip either way. Then faust and the lccb show up in the lab and faust tells dante if he works with limbus company she can save both lapis and garnet???? so he goes with them and takes charon and the shard with him???? (which also means limbus potentially takes place shortly after leviathan making these the Worst few months vergilius has had in probably a long time) So we know from Limbus that Vergilius and Faust want Dante to find the star in their head and are using some kind of activation phrase 'engraving an aspect' or something to try and motivate Dante. I think that Faust created all of Dante (not just their head + the bus) and that they are a homunculus that was made to house a consciousness from another refraction? I also think Limbus company and Faust have their own goals and are maybe not being 100% honest about Reviving Garnet We know Garnet was the best at opening windows to other refractions or whatever it was called from leviathan. I think its likely they specifically wanted some part of him in order to get what they want. I also assume the golden boughs are a reference to the aeneid where you have to kind of trade them in order to get to hell if you want to go there by choice. We also know that the golden boughs are manifesting the original lobotomy corp rooms around them - you can look at the images especially from chapter 3 backrounds and they are very intentionally lobotomy corporation rooms. We have been to 3 different districts so far and will probably go to many more. I don't think the original lobotomy corp would have stretched so far as to go into other districts and not sure if other corps would even be ok with that so I assume the original lab did not actually do that and only sections of it are manifesting in these 'dungeons' around the golden boughs. Putting this all together I think Limbus company is stringing vergilius along as a bodyguard and need Garnet's original talent for searching through refractions to find a specific refraction they are looking for and engraving the aspect is taking their consciousness / knowledge / personality and copying it onto themselves. Given the aeneid angle about going to hell and how much limbus likes to bring it up and how going to hell is somehow meaning literally going to lobotomy corporation.... I think that Limbus Company wants to 'revive' either ayin or carmen via reflecting them over Dante and 'engraving the aspect' means to make that a permanent change. (or both of them)! I think Vergilius wants to 'engrave' Garnet over Dante instead because he wants to save him + lapis.

They're possibly utilizing the sinners to grow a personality inside Dante that will want to get motivated to start resisting the city. Maybe the closer in personality they get to their projection target the more likely the success of the engraving. Anyone they can find a suitably tragic story for and can motivate to sign on would work on that angle...? I also think that is maybe why Vergilius treats Dante differently from the other sinners. Regardless of Dante's identity it really seems like Vergilus is not mad at them or annoyed with them like he is with many of the other sinners. I also think its possible purple tear lined up events to make sure vergilius and garnet and faust all met in that lab because she needs this Limbus plan to start so that she can find her lost son. And if I want to sound EVEN MORE INSANE!!! I think its possible Ayin is Purple Tear's son. Which would explain why she needed someone from the orphanage of kids who were all children from that syndicate and were all used in the experiments to open windows and refract. Regardless of who her son actually is - I think purple tear is planning on using Dante to engrave the aspect of her son as a way to 'find' him. iirc someone mentioned in ruina that her son died years before that point so I assume she is actually trying to revive him. Also its interesting Dante + Mephi's designs are so similar to Express Train to Hell from lobotomy corp because they fit the theme and have similar effects on ticket holders! When Express Train gets tickets it heals the hp and sp of the employees or even their entire department up until it is time to depart (for hell presumably) and the train starts running through the lab and causing damage. I think its cute that is similar into Dante's ability to 'heal' their teammates - though they seem to be different since dante's power is also themed around time.

#kickguyreply #limbus company #just rambling and felt insane last night reading summaries so wanted to write them out so i can look back on them and laugh #can't wait to look back on this in a year and go WHAT WAS I THINKING???

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juststayquiete · 11 months

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2085, Northside.

Parts: one, two.

All in all, the gig wasn't that difficult. V infiltrated the area, zeroed every Animal who was there, asked Quiet to delete all the data on their servers and left the area the same way she arrived. V was almost unharmed expect the scratch from the ricochet that grazed her right arm. Her Kiroshis showed that nothing vital was damaged so she was only annoyed but not worried.

- Wow! What you did there was so impressive! - chirped the corpo-damsel in distress who was sitting in the backseat and put her hand on the front seat to lean closer to V. - You're really good at all this merc stuff!

V took a look in the rearview mirror and narrowed her eyes. There was a photo of Felicia in the data Mr. B provided - she was doe-eyed, freckled, cute looking girl who had appearance of someone who never hurt a fly (which was doubtful for anyone who had general knowledge about the ways the corpos climbed the ranks). Now her face was almost unrecognizable - her right eye was swollen and her nose was crooked, dried blood covered half of her face. When V found her in the Animals' base Felicia's right arm was unpleasant to look at - all fingers except the thumb were dislocated and twisted to the outside side of her palm. Now Felicia probably deliberately put that hand out of her sight, and no wonder here. But V still was surprised that the rat was in the good mood after all the torture and injuries.

- I'm going to take us to my ripper, - V said instead. - That's in the Tyger Claws's territory so Animals won't follow us there. We probably could lay low there for sometime but we'll decide that there.

- Alright, do your thing! I don't have a trusted ripper either way. Hey, by the way, who hired you? - the girl asked curiously.

V stopped the car before the red light and blinked at the question.

- Mr. Blue Eyes did. Remember him?

- Oh! - In the mirror V saw that Felicia was genuinely surprised if not shocked. - Really? Wow, I didn't know he cared about me that much, huh.

- What, you have that many friends who would save your ass or something?

The corpo-rat snorted and grinned looking at V through the mirror.

- You could say that. Well, I actually thought about my family, not my… boss.

The red light changed to the green and V turned in the Kabuki direction gaining speed since the roads were mostly empty in this area. V tried to push down her nosiness but in the end couldn't help herself:

- Not that I care that much, but what is your plan about Biotechnica since you were busted? Are you leaving the NC?

- Hm? Oh, no at all! To be fair, the leak was pointing fingers mostly at my director than at me. When I was taken by Animals she already fled the city. They were VERY curious about her. I don't think they're going to care about my involvement that much.

- Your director? - V frowned thoughtfully. - Interesting. So she's also a Night Corp's agent? Mr. B seems to be tight-lipped about her since he didn't mention her at all.

- Nah, she's a loyal Biotechnica dog, it's just the leak was kind of my doing so I just set her up.

V actually turned her head to look at grinning Felicia in utter disbelief.

- Are you fucking with Biotechnica?! Wait, does Mr. B even know or you are fucking him over at the same time?

- Of course he doesn't. I just hope my people inside already covered their tracks.

- Holy shit, - V laughed, suddenly feeling excited. - Why are you even doing that?

- I have my reasons, - Felicia answered with a coy smile.

- So you're not as empty-headed as you try to seem, aren't you? - V raised her brows at the corpo's reflection. She beamed showing her bloody teeth.

- Guilty as charged!

- And you're not afraid I'll snitch you to Mr. B?

- Nah, - the girl answered smirking like a motherfucker. - You don't seem like a type to lick corpos' asses to me. You are the type who enjoys watching them burn.

V barked a laugh.

#LYCHEE IS HERE #val garcia #lychee josten #kleff writes #kleff storytime

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rose-riot-johnson · 11 months

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2nd Place according to a poll I originally posted:

Demon Slayer(aka Kimestu no Yaiba)'s very own, Genya Shinazugawa

Okay my Tumblr Peeps😃👍Those who are fans of Demon Slayer (aka, Kimestu no Yaiba) and Genya, you're definitely in it for a treat, since he's the 3rd Demon Slayer (Kimestu no Yaiba) character I will be writing about😁👍

Genya's Long Time Crush ((Adult) Genya Shinazugawa (Demon Slayer (aka Kimestu no Yaiba) x Any Gender Reader)

Genres: Funny Light Hearted Fluff and Some Angst (Warning ⚠️: Possible Spoiler Alert, Mentions of Killing, This Fanfic may contain parts that are dark, and Possible Trigger Warning)

Genya Shinazugawa, knew you looked familiar, he decided to ask you about yourself. He asked questions to see, if you experienced particular memories he had, he asked a lot of questions about you, then he asked, "Is your name, "(Any Gender Reader Name)?", so you replied, "Yes. My name is (Any Gender Reader Name)", then he would go on asking, if you remember him and his name, which you definitely told him yes to those questions. He's very happy to hear, because of the fact you and Genya both were childhood friends. He also had a crush on you, since after a few times you and Genya hung out together a few times during your childhood with him.

One day, both you and Genya decided to go on a picnic together, then after your private picnic with him started he asked about the note you left when he found out you moved away from where you lived and why you moved away from your childhood home, you then talked about having to move away from there to another place due to a demon attack. You then asked when he found the note and if he knew anything about it. Genya, then explained that he found the note after what happened to his family, the fact that his older brother Sanemi had to kill their mother (Sanemi's and Genya's mother) because of their mother became a demon and other reasons. Genya had regretted getting angry at Sanemi for killing their mother after Genya found out why Sanemi killed their mother. After Genya had to try to go to your place to live after that incident, that was when he found the note.

You were shocked about what Genya told you and felt bad for him, so you went to hug him. After you hugged Genya, he hugged you back, then said, "After I saw the note you had to move away, I never thought I was going to see you again. So, after what happened to my family, between my brother, Sanemi and I, and you moving away, at one point I felt I had no one to turn to, then I became so angry with the world, so I decided I had to think of the factors, then I knew what I wanted to do. Would I want to dwell in self pity or would I want to come up with something else to do about the situation I was in at the time. I came to the decision that I want to be part of the Demon Slayer Corps.". Then he mentioned, "I had to grow and mature from being part of the Demon Slayer Corps and believe or not, the Stone Hashira, Gyomei Himejima mentored and trained me to kill all the demons who are evil. Without him, I'm not sure where I would be, to be honest. Then when I saw you again, I had to makesure it's actually you and not some look a like before I do chat and hang out like, especially like old times.".

You then said, "I'm sorry I had to move away due to what happened years ago. I really wish I didn't have to move. I'm just happy we got to see eachother again, Genya. Honestly, after I had to move away, my life wasn't easy, however my family and I managed to survive. Everyone who flirted with me, I had to hint to them I wasn't interested in them.". Genya was surprised then asked, " Wait... So you're not interested in anyone by any chance?". You then answered, " Well to be honest, there are certain ones I lied to by saying that I'm interested in no one, however the truth is...", you had a hard time finding the words on how you're feeling.

Genya then said, "Well, (Any Gender Reader Name) if you lied to them that you're interested in no one, then why did you tell them that then?", as he's concerned you're hiding something. You replied, "Oh yeah. Well, Genya. To be honest... That's because I'm interested in no one except... How do I say this?! I'm only only in love with you and I honestly I never want anyone else.". Genya was so surprised to hear this, to the point where he became a blushing mess. You then noticed his face turned red.

"Are you okay, Genya? Are you upset, because of what I said?", you asked Genya, while worried that you made him upset. After he stopped blushing, he explained to you, "No, I'm not upset or anything. I basically asked you these things, and since I got answers from you, especially the way you answered my questions, I'm surprised you feel this way about me, because the truth is I have been in love with you for a long time, so I'm in love with you too, (Any Gender Reader Name).", while trying to assure you with his honest confession. You become surprised about his answer for your questions as well, then you smiled knowing that, Genya is not upset at all.

After the mutual confession between you and Genya, you became, just as relieved as he is, about the mutual confession and knowing that he was assuring you with the truth. As months went by, Genya decided it's the right time to get engaged with you, as he proposed an engagement ring to ask you, if you'll marry him, then you said yes on marrying him. Ofcourse, Genya wanted to makesure to have his brother Sanemi's blessing first, which he supports his relationship with you anyways, since Sanemi has known you, eversince after Genya met you, which he also approved of you for a long time.

A year later, you and Genya had a wedding and got married. Aside from his first time meeting you and first time seeing you in years, his wedding day with was definitely one of the best days of his life and something both you and Genya will treasure forever and never forget. And that's what's most special about your and Genya's wedding.

The End

I will admit, writing about Genya is a fun project for me to work on and I feel he fits both the angst and the funny light hearted fluff genres wheather it's 2 separate fanfics or just 1 whole fanfic, just from knowing his personality and stuff, which is why i feel fit on putting both of these genres in this particular fanfic of Genya😁👍Well my Tumblr Peeps, I had plenty of fun working on this fanfic and I hope you enjoy reading this fanfic with Genya Shinazugawa, just as much😃👍

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equizona · 2 years

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HIIII ITS ME AGAIN

could you do a part two of the genya and demon-eating reader drabble i requested last time??

maybe a second visit to check up on them or to take them with him

i dont know but it has been living rent free in my head ajjdj

-🧋

˗ˏˋ LETTERS HOME ´ˎ˗

feat. Shinazugawa Sanemi

warnings : spoilers for the manga and ending!

note : I am so sorry for the super long wait, I'm only now starting to recover a little bit from a writer's block. I actually had this idea the moment I saw this, so here you go! Hope to hear from ya' again. It's also not exactly what you wanted but the idea was too good to not write

➸ READ PART ONE HERE !

Before he had died, Himejima had told Sanemi about a mission Genya went on. Sanemi hadn't really listened, too busy being bitter over the fact that Genya had destroyed all his hard work, and gone and joined the demon slayer Corps. He had been so upset back then, because why couldn't he just have lived a normal life?

But, he had still caught some of it. Apparently, demons had been going missing. Turned out a human living alone in the forest had been killing them with a stray nichirin blade. He faintly remembered Himejima mentioning that the person in the woods had been doing the same thing as his brother had been, eating demon, and according to the former stone pillar, Genya had gone back a few times to talk with them.

Sanemi wasn't entirely sure why he was here, himself. While his physical wounds had all mostly been healed by now, he highly doubted he would ever truly be able to move on from the emotional aspect.

Maybe he felt like he owed Genya this much, at least.

"You've been standing there without saying anything for a while now. Are you okay?" A voice rang out through the clearing, shaking Sanemi out from his thoughts. He brought his attention back to the person standing in front of him. From what he could see, you were around Genya's age. Maybe a little older, he wasn't so sure.

"..Hello."

Sometimes, Sanemi thought he really should start thinking things through before going ahead and doing them. But he was already here, and while he was a lot of bad things, a quitter was not one of them.

He was a little supried, actually. By how human you looked, seeing as Genya's appearance had changed into something a bit more alike a demon after eating them. But he reminder himself that Kibutsuji was dead, and demons were no more so clearly you wouldn't have demon attributes anymore.

Sanemi wasn't sure if he was grateful or annoyed at how patient you seemed, staring at him curiously but making no move to chase him away or hurry his explanation up.

"..A few months ago, I believe there was someone who visited you. He'd be a bit taller than me, dark hair," He cut himself off, ignoring the sting of pain at the reminder of his younger brother.

He saw a spark of recognition in your eyes. "Do you mean Shinazugawa Genya?"

So, he remembered what Himejima had said properly, then.

Sanemi nodded. It was now or never.

"I'm.. Shinazugawa Sanemi, his older brother," He hated how misty his eyes got, remembering all the times he had yelled that no, he didn't have a brother. Remembering all the times he had even refused to acknowledge Genya existing.

"Oh! I know you, he talked about you a lot. He barely went five minutes without mentioning how cool his older brother was. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Sanemi took a deep breath. This was why he had come all the way from the wind estate, wasn't it?

"It's a pleasure to meet you, as well. But I.. I came to tell you that Genya passed away, about three months ago."

There, just like ripping a bandage off.

"Oh.. I'm so sorry for your loss."

Sanemi shook his head. "Don't worry about it. I heard he came to visit so I thought you should know."

You nodded. "He did, I'm grateful you thought to seek me out and tell me."

Sanemi wasn't sure exactly how close you had been with his brother, but he could see that you were feeling down.

The atmosphere fell into an awkward silence, neither of you fully knowing what to say. It stayed like that for a few minutes, before Sanemi decided to speak up.

"..You used to eat demons, right?" He had to hold back a wince at how horrible that conversation starter was, but he didn't really have much time to care.

"Yeah I did, but I stopped because of his advice. I've been taking jobs in the town by the mountain instead." You explained, but you changed the subject right after.

"Did he die to one of those demons?"

Sanemi had to hold back a flinch at the memories that he was sure would haunt him forever. "Yeah, he did." There was no point in lying, seeing as you knew all about them.

"I thought so. I'm sure he's happy you survived."

Sanemi wasn't so sure he was happy he survived himself.

"Thank you."

"Actually, Shinazugawa, I was about to make dinner. Would you like to join?" Your face shifted into a small smile. "Unfortunately, demons aren't on menu today." You joked, and Sanemi couldn't fight the small smile that broke out on his face.

"Sure."

In some strange way, you almost reminded him of Genya.

#kny #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #shinazugawa sanemi #shinazugawa genya

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levi-heichous · 2 years

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i'm a criminal ( i'll take your heart & go ) part 2

part 1 here!!

pairing: levi x f!reader, erwin x f!reader ( NOT a 3some situation )

word count: 8.6k

content: oral sex ( f receiving ), breeding, infidelity??, lots of drama & angst, daddy kink ( not for levi i'm SORRY ), use of "whore" as unsexy degradation

author’s note: i decided to mix 2 requests into one story because they seemed to harmonise really well! once again, a big shoutout to the requests that were sent to create this story ( 1 & 2 [ the second request of anon #2 also played a big part in this storyline, but i'll be posting the message in the next part because of spoilers!!!!!] )!

part 3 to be released in the future! ( i don't wanna say "soon" bc it took me forever to publish this chapter )

mature content. 18+. minors do not interact.

as you lay in bed with captain levi, drawing hearts with your fingertip into the skin of his bare back that faces you, you wonder if time itself can truly heal your scars. the pad of your finger traces over textured skin every time you pass by a healed scratch or gash ( there's plenty on the captain's entire body ) and you see that time doesn't actually heal. it just patches things up to be acceptable, but never the same.

you love levi and he loves you, too. you no longer feel like you belong to the jealousy and greed he's harboured over the past few years; you truly belong to him as a person, not just property. will this suffice as time passes or is this feeling, too, just a temporary fix for the problems you've encountered with him in the past?

you clearly remember the day when commander erwin stomped into the girls' sleeping quarters and had to watch captain levi slowly pull out of you and shove himself back into his pants ( shamelessly, you might add ). instead of blowing up in front of the entirety of the soldiers, the two of them went upstairs to have a civil discussion instead, in which levi counted out and named the cadets that erwin has meddled with since he was put into power. there weren't many, but there was more than the one ( you ) that captain levi ended up with. with the commander's blessing ( read: tolerance ), the captain was happy to have your things moved to his room where you would be allowed to stay during your time as a cadet.

though there was bliss emanating from the both of you, an obstacle that made itself too well known not too long after was the fragility of human life. even with captain levi's presence, the number of close calls was much too high. there were bigger, more important things that captain levi had to prioritise than you when you're out in battle, but he ended up jeopardising them a few times in order to save your life.

a rather ruinous injury in the battlefield had you assigned to bedrest for a month and levi was almost foaming at the mouth as he argued with his commander for hours to retire you. calmly, commander erwin argued that if you weren't part of the survey corps, your presence would no longer be required at the headquarters, so a compromise was met: you were given the title of an honorary survey corps member and you were henceforth a glorified maid. it was clear from the start that fighting titans wasn't sustainable for you and, if anything, you're almost relieved, elated even, about your injury. the only way you'll find yourself in 3d manoeuvre gear again is if there really were no more soldiers left to fight, so death can only come if there was a titan invasion that reached all the way to the survey corps headquarters.

with your new title, it was all too easy to learn how to meet your lover's standards. you were someone who enjoyed cleaning ( the alternative was much worse ) — no groaning or dragging feet when asked to wipe down his office or any other room for that matter. not only were you willing, you were good at it, and these two features are not often found together. if he thought he loved you before...

"stop it. it.. feels weird." a groggy voice washes away the reminiscing and you can't help but smile as you lean in and press a kiss to levi's shoulder.

"why do you have such an aversion to saying it tickles?" in the past, you've tried moving your fingertips along his sides, even going so far as to test his feet, armpits, and tummy, too — but to no avail would he ever admit that he's ticklish.

"because it doesn't, brat." he turns over and, contrary to his annoyed voice, his eyes are warm, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "just because you're ticklish doesn't mean everyone is."

the rolling of your eyes is so easily suspected and he combats it by pressing his lips against yours, scooting closer so he can have your chest flush against his. ever since you've moved in, levi enforced a policy of sleeping nude for easier access each night and morning. the only time he ever thought about retracting it was when you were too comfortable in your bare state and opened the door like that for commander erwin — he left levi's room without even saying what he came to discuss and his cheeks burning bright red.

"should i also start tickling you now to see how you react, sweetheart?" his long fingers reach up to hover above your neck, but you're already cringing and wailing for him to stop. muffling a smug laugh, he replaces his fingertips with his mouth instead and leans in to grab a patch of skin with his teeth where he noticed your usual purple and pink faded to light green, suckling down on it as he trails his fingertips along your protruding clavicle, then down to your chest where he gropes at your plentiful flesh with a soft groan.

"don't you have some drills to oversee?" you mutter with no intention of actually letting him leave; you know damn well he doesn't care about having to watch a bunch of sweaty kids exercise. as if your body's been trained ( it may as well have been with how frequent your escapades with levi are ), you part your legs to wrap one around both of his and pull him closer until you can grind your leaking slit against his thigh. the warm and wet feeling forces a growl to build in his chest and he wastes no time in grabbing a handful of your ass this time, nails digging into the plush skin.

"yes, but i think the drilling you and i are thinking of are quite different," he murmurs against your damp skin. "besides, you wouldn't want me out there frustrated and still horny, do you? imagine how much more running i'll make the cadets do, just to watch—" you cut him off with a sneaky squeeze to his tip and he only laughs in response, somehow entertained by the idea of him being creepy.

"you're so mean sometimes... do you like it when i get jealous or something?" but you already know the answer. though he'd never entice those feelings from you to the same degree he did before, he likes seeing you nestle against him like your rubbing will mark him, or the way your hand squeezes tighter when you two walk by christa; not to mention how much more enthusiastic your hips are when you ask to be on top that night when these things happen.

levi only offers you a knowing grin and he pulls back so you can see it, pushing your shoulder down to keep you flat on the bed as he kisses the tip of your nose. he stares into your eyes for a moment, enjoying the proximity and tenderness of getting to be with you like this. his breath is tangible on your mouth too and you lean up to steal a kiss, earning you another wide smile before he trails kisses down the expanse of your chest, stomach, then the area just above your folds.

oh, he loves stalling and watching you become riled up underneath him. his hands grab the outside of your thighs and he scoots back so he's on his knees, but his torso is close to the bed, head resting on the inside of one of your legs. he's so close, but he's denying you any chance to actually feel him where you're starting to need it the most.

"levi," you grumble, reaching a feeble hand out to try and grab his hair, but it gets shot down in an instant. his eyes are locked on to your puffy slit and the way your nectar glistens with the help of the warm sunlight that illuminates it — the most tempting meal he's ever laid eyes on.

not a second longer is he able to resist, so he indulges himself and dips his head to lick a thick stripe from the bottom of your cheeks, all the way up to your hooded clit, making sure the very tip of his tongue lingers against the sensitive nerves. already, you're squirming and clenching your fists by your side, your lips whispering little pleas of more, more, more. though he acts as if your words and cute little antics fall on deaf ears and blind eyes, he can't hide the way his cock twitches and starts to drip onto his sheets, nor the way his nails start to dig into your skin as he laps his way down to the origin of your sweet honey. his lewd slurps are embarrassingly loud and his accompanying moans are as well, sounding more like he's stumbled upon a world renowned chef's cooking, but your noises are no longer held back and challenge his as your back arches so you lean your hips forward just a bit more to have the tip of his nose press against your throbbing clit.

a large hand hits the side of your ass before he presses down harshly on your tummy to keep you down; he's in control right now. despite not meeting his eyes, you can feel his glare and you try to look anywhere else, but he won't relent unless you give in — you know this. the lifting of his face is felt instantaneously and you panic to look at him now, and only when your eyes meet does he lower himself back down to continue licking up each drop of your slick. this time, his tongue delves inside of you and it's velvet against velvet, the vibrations of his feral moans only driving you closer and closer to ecstasy. the palm on your stomach disappears until all you feel are a few rough fingertips that trail up and down the expanse of your torso to elicit goosebumps as he devours you deeper and more sloppily. his spit is no longer controllable as it mixes with your juices and he finally brings his other hand to press a thumb against your clit, skillfully rubbing it in the circles you taught him to draw months ago.

your release comes suddenly and without warning, but your screams and his name coming off your lips at such a volume make him forgive you right away, his mouth still working on the new influx of your sweet juice until he's satisfied and you're no longer at risk of dripping onto his bed ( not that it matters when he's been ruining it himself ).

"good girl," he murmurs, pushing himself up on his knees whilst wiping his mouth with his wrist. the sun shines from behind in such a way that has him absolutely glowing, as if he's surrounded by an aura; if he asked you right now what you think god looks like, you'd answer that it must be him. isn't levi your god anyways when you worship every inch of him and blindly follow his laws without complaint?

the compliment makes your cheeks burn even deeper with scarlet and you smile down at him, elbows propped up and holding the brunt of your weight with your chest heaving up and down as you catch your breath.

levi shifts to move his back against the wall so his legs are spread out and feet are almost touching the long edge of the bed ( it's adorable that his legs aren't long enough to reach the end, but you'd never say it out loud ).

"c'mere, sweetheart," he coos for you, patting his thick and muscled thighs with his palms to show you your seat. without another thought, your achy joints move to obey so you're straddled on his lap with your arms wrapped around his neck. almost instantly, your face finds the crook of his neck and nuzzles for warmth and comfort, his musky smell almost intoxicating, even after all this time you've spent together. his cock is weeping as it slaps against your tummy and he moves his palm around it in uneven strokes, filling the room with the wet sounds of his indecent act, but it only makes you hungrier for him. you want — no, you need it.

"levi, please," you whisper. even from down here, you can feel the way his jaw tenses with his all-too-wide smile — he wants to hear more. "please fuck me... i miss you! it's been too long and i want you to make me feel full. didn't you say you wanted to fill me with your child? this time is it, i know it. god, please—"

it's only been a few hours since he was last inside of you, but the way you still crave him and are willing to let him achieve his wildest dreams with you makes you irresistible to him. the growl in his chest is riveting and your mouth parts even before he enters you, but when he does, you're in the perfect disposition to whimper out his name. time and time again, he fills you to the brim and even tries to go deeper until his tip is kissing the entrance of your cervix, his cock's crown creating a tiny, but visible bulge at the bottom of your tummy, and yet, your walls create an iron vice that tests his self-control and the pressing urge to just spill inside of you — this time is no different.

in no time at all, sweat mats his bangs to his forehead and he’s panting hard. his fingers are bruising around your hips and he loves the colour that blooms in the shape of his phalanges every so often, today most likely being one of them. each push inside of you is another sound of a wet slap that ricochets off the wooden walls, barely doing anything to cover up his animalistic grunts and your pathetic whimpers. shaking, your palms snake their way to his full cheeks and you lift them up just a bit so he takes the hint to let his eyes meet yours. once they do, you smile and lean in for a sweet kiss, letting your hips move to the rhythm of his whilst he swallows each of your lewd moans. he’s close already, but he doesn’t want to let go of you or pull away from your suffocating heat; tightening his thighs and pressing his feet into the mattress, he wraps an arm around your waist to lift you up and lay you down on the bed, all while keeping himself buried inside of you.

now that you’re beneath him, a wicked smile turns his lips crooked and he lifts each of your legs to have them bend, the backs of your thighs against his chest and your calves on his shoulders. essentially folding you as far as you can go, he begins to piston in and out of you once more, a possessive hand resting on your stomach.

“that’s right, my angel. this is the day we start to see your belly grow. what’re we gonna name the little brat?” he sounds so amused, but the way he clenches his teeth and furrows his brows are a telling sign that he’s about to finish. you only want to assist and make it all the better, to make his words come true, so you loop your arms around your thighs to spread them wider and keep them closer to you, offering every last millimetre of yourself that you can. once again, your zeal proves to him that there’s no one greater in this world deserving of him or all the potential children he's about to spill into you. one final slam of his hips against yours, his heavy balls hitting the curve of your ass as he empties them inside of you sends him falling on top of your chest, his moist forehead pressed to the bed. you can actually feel the throbbing of his tip and the pool that drowns your clenched velvet walls as he spurts every last drop he can ( it’s a miracle that he has anything left, let alone so damn much, when you consider just how often you two are intimate ), allowing you to milk him for all he’s worth.

“oh, fuck,” he mutters, the feeling of your mixed juices growing uncomfortable when he thinks he can actually notice every drop that drips down the line of your ass and onto his once pristine sheets. with a deep inhale, he ( reluctantly ) pulls out of you and you whine in response to the emptiness, but he’s quick to shush you as he quickly plugs two of his fingers inside instead, fucking his cum deeper and more thoroughly inside of you. “waste not, want not.”

you understand that his goal is to actually put a baby in you, but your insatiable core starts to heat up again with the way his fingertips must be purposely brushing against that special spot buried inside of you — a single chuckle from him is the telltale sign that you’re actually right. the devil he is, he decides to pursue one more sweet orgasm from you and continues to scissor his digits, feeling the resistance of your cavern, which boggles him; he just had you stretched to the size of his notable girth and yet, you were still so fucking tight. there's no time to waste ( he can hear the cadets asking where the captain is outside ) and he pumps in and out of you quickly, lingering his calloused fingertips against your bundle of nerves as he also works your clit with the pad of his thumb. your breath grows quicker and he relishes in the sight of your tits bouncing with each exhale as you buck your hips, desperate for release.

"that's right, sweetheart. unwind on my fingers." on command, you squeeze around him, almost unbearably so, and you hear a groan from him mix in with your loud keening. he watches with utter excitement as you spurt onto the bed and make an absolute mess for him. "that's my girl."

his beloved sheets are an absolute mess, but so is his angel, and that's all he could've asked for on a sunny sunday morning.

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after a peaceful hour and some of laying on the filthy bed together, an obnoxiously loud knock at the door turns levi's serene smile into a hostile grimace and he kisses your forehead before he hops out of bed, dressing himself because he knows exactly who it is ( if it was erwin, he wouldn't mind opening the door nude with your juices still glistening on him ).

"what, shitty glasses?"

hange's face is uncharacteristically pale and she stutters, uncomfortable with whatever is she's supposed to spit out.

"is she here?" she tries to lean around to see if you're present and when she catches a glimpse of your foot or arm or whatever it is on the bed, she pulls levi out of the room by his shirt collar. "you have to come with me. now."

the captain doesn't even get to bid you a good day before the door is slammed shut, but you're smiling anyways. it wasn't unlike hange to drag whoever was closest into her dungeon to showcase the latest results of her titan experiments.

with a big stretch and clicking joints, you get up to start your day, too. the headquarters was such a big building with only one person hired to clean ( unless captain levi knew a guest was coming or in 'a mood' ), leaving you with little to no free time when the other cadets were hard at work, too. you always start with levi's office and work your way up, then back down to the shared spaces for the cadets. today, just like every other day, you're off to start the cozy routine you've created.

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levi now comprehends why hange looked as if she had seen a ghost and he only mirrors the lack of blood in his features right now. he's actually seeing a ghost, listening to it speak utter nonsense with the intent to haunt him.

"don't you remember what you told me? what you promised me? our child growing up with humanity's strongest soldier as a father and a noblewoman as a mother! it's going to be the most envied child inside the walls! oh, and that property that we talked about, too? my father kicked off all the people living on it and it's been cleaned thoroughly so we can start our family there any day now, you just say the word!" she drones on in her irritatingly peppy tone about nonsense that would never come true, about a reality that levi would rather die than live in. this isn't what he wanted and he was admittedly the irresponsible one for thinking he could get away with it. "and besides, it'll be good for you and the survival of the survey corps! maybe you can be promoted to commander, too! the king said he was itching to get rid of the survey corps before my father told him about us...."

ever since he fucked the stranger on the night of the military ball, permanently on his shoulders was the heavy weight of guilt from his actions and the way he handled things. though he told her that they probably wouldn't see each other again, she didn't seem to get the hint, even with so many unopened letters that levi refused to acknowledge or reply to. every time you'd see the envelope addressed to him, you'd see the pain in his eyes as he crumpled it up and tossed it in the garbage bin and you— you. you've been as sweet as ever, comforting him and telling him that you forgive him for his unfathomable actions. you'd kiss his lips just as lovingly, suck his soul out of his cock like your life depended on it, and still hold him close as you drift to sleep. it took a bigger toll on you to worry and start an argument where there was no victor, so you learned to comfort him and watch him unwind, watch your mercy make him love you more and try harder to be deserving of your soft heart.

he doesn't want to think about how actually seeing this woman might make all of that go away — make you go away. as if her physical presence wasn't enough, the ever so visible bump where her stomach is is... upsetting. levi feels sick to his stomach and he can already see the never ending tears streaming down your cheeks when you realise that he has a baby, just not with you. his will to live just plummeted underground and he wants nothing to do with this entire situation.

"anyways," he hopes to god that at least hange was paying attention while he was contemplating how to get eaten by a titan during the next expedition, "i'll be back in a week or so with the official letter and papers for our marriage, levi. signed by the king and everything! i'll see you then and don't forget to put on your best suit because my father will be here, too." she reaches a hand out to try and hold his, but before there's any skin to skin contact, he already feels like he's been burnt, whipping his hand away from her as quickly as possible.

"don’t come back," is all he offers her and he pushes the chair he's on with an achingly loud scraping noise, turning away before she even makes a move to actually leave or come closer. he turns the knob, but sees that there was no need — the door wasn't actually closed — and he slams the wood open as far as it can go, as hard as he can. on his first step out of hange's stuffy office, he sees your face, also devoid of colour and your hands gripping a feather duster to the point of your knuckles turning white.

as if things couldn't get worse.

you don't even look at him, only a far, far object that you can't even really see, but god, anything to avoid meeting his eyes. even as he grabs your face, shakes you a little bit, and shoves his face into your vision, your eyes don't focus, as if your soul had left your body.

"hey. please talk to me." still nothing. levi doesn't care that the foul woman only a few feet away can see as he tries to kiss you, like you're some cursed princess and he's the only way to turn you back into a human. "sweetheart," he whispers, the desperation oozing from his voice so tangible.

is this it? does he lose you forever?

"baby, look at me." his voice cracks and you've never heard him so heartbroken before, it brings your body to wrap around him out of instinct more than anything, gaze finally finding his. "how much of that did you get?"

still too stunned to actually speak or fully comprehend what's going on, you shrug your shoulders because you truly, really don't know. moisture gathers in your eyes without you even noticing and only when levi's rough thumbs wipe them away do you realise that you've been crying.

"it's nothing — she's nothing. you're the only one that matters to me." his small frame starts trembling and the hold his hands have on you is becoming to grow painful. "if i can't have a future with you, all my work so far has been for nothing. it has to be you for me, no one else." he's pouring out his heart and reaffirming the idea that the only future he sees is with you; these are words he's sleepily murmured to you as you drift to sleep, especially on days when you'd feel inadequate, but they don't comfort you as they once did. how could they when you see the end of all things good for you and the captain in that room? the protective hands on her stomach and sick, twisted smile that's pointed directly at you. levi might've used her to forget you, but she came back to ensure that you're the one forgotten.

"i... have to go," your voice sounds foreign to you and when you pull away from him, it’s as if you can still feel his presence on your cheeks and, oh, how you dearly wish it was still there. you’re not even sure where to go or where you can go without him breaking the door in to hold you, but you try anyways. the fear of footsteps being right behind you disappears as you run down the stairs and when you realise that no one’s chasing after you, you’re not sure if you’re glad that levi’s giving you space or if you’re upset that he isn’t fighting enough by letting you roam free. the dissonance doesn’t last very long with the image of the woman’s stomach holding her child — levi’s child — becomes the only thing you can think of as you quietly sob to yourself in the corner of the empty dining hall, broken down and holding your knees to your chest.

the pain of your heart clenching is almost unbearable and you think to how levi promised you similar things with you, too: getting married ( he talked about it being just a piece of paper, since he already knew he was bonded to you for life ), having children, and hopefully having enough stability in the future to retire and live on a quiet piece of farmland. your palms fall to your stomach and your lower lip trembles as your blurry vision sees the expanse of your body that levi claimed and sowed, but wasn’t able to reap. your head leans against the wall and you stare at the lines of tables beside you, blinking and breathing growing slower as you berate yourself with thoughts of not being good enough to have levi’s child and not loving him enough, allowing the woman to think that she had any authority to waltz in here, demanding levi’s hand in marriage. the last thing you ask yourself before you drift off is if the bliss you’ve felt in the past few months was worth the agonising pain you’re feeling now... and you aren’t sure what your answer is.

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it isn’t clear how long you’ve been asleep, but your ass is sore and your joints ache as your limbs spread out on top of the arms that carry you so easily. slowly, your lids flutter open and you see a mess of blond hair, along with the sharp features of the commander as he climbs up the stairs with you in his hold as if you were nothing more than a sack of flour.

“s-sir?”

“i couldn’t leave you on the floor like that. what would levi say if he found you instead of me?” his voice is gruff as he shoves the door of his room open and sets you down on his bed. rather than pacing like he wants to, he crosses his arms over his broad chest as he takes a seat on the chair for his desk adjacent to his bed, his posture immaculate. “he’s gotten himself into quite the predicament, i heard.”

you want to tell him that he’s right and that it’s such a shitty situation that levi himself created, and to tell him the jumbled mess of thoughts that bounce around in your head, but you can’t. you’re still frozen in place, only having moved to rest your back against the wall to sit up and face him.

“what do you want him to do?” erwin knows that silence might be the only thing to come from you for a while, so he gets comfortable, folding one leg over the other as he leans back and relaxes just a bit. “if he goes with his heart, it’ll be the end of the survey corps and we’ll be left to join the military police, achieving nothing until we’re all eaten by titans... but if he does the logical thing, he’ll save us all, but live an unhappy life.” he muses to himself, expression growing amused.

even after hearing what hange had to say, he never had time to dissect the issue out loud — how could he when levi started breaking anything and everything fragile within his reach? for now, the small man was sedated with a small dose of tranquiliser for the horses, his brows furrowed, even in a forced state of unconsciousness; an extreme that hange never thought she'd have to execute on levi of all people.

you break your silence with a faint whisper that erwin struggles to hear.

“i know what he has to do... but i don’t want to live without him, sir.” slowly, as if your limbs were frozen and you’re slowly able to break the ice that kept you from moving, you hug your knees to your chest again, resting your chin on top of your folded legs. “am i being selfish?” the answer is obvious, but perhaps you just need someone who personifies the voice of reason to tell you it.

“by definition, yes; you’re being quite selfish. isn’t it levi’s and your feelings versus the fate of humanity sitting in your palm? two versus many thousands.” the commander switches his legs and raises a hand to stroke his chin in between his fingers. “though, i will admit that levi’s work ethic might plummet and there’s a very big possibility that he’ll charge straight into a hoard of titans just to avoid returning home. that wouldn’t be very good, either.”

you nod in agreement to every word he uttered because he’s right. when is the commander ever wrong?

“go talk to him.” erwin stands now and pushes the chair back into its original place, stalking towards you and helping you off his bed with a gentle hand. “make sure you and levi have a final answer, and if things don’t turn out the way you want them to, you can come to me. this is the one room levi wouldn’t dare try to break into.”

“thank you, sir,” you mutter, offering a faint smile as you leave the cosy confines of the commander’s room and to the icy, dark one at the end of the corridor. you predict that you’ll be knocking on erwin’s door again soon enough.

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the first thing you notice when you open the door is the amount of porcelain and books that litter the wooden floor. none of the items seem to be your things though, so you’re hoping that all this anger he was letting out isn’t pointed at you. the next thing you see is levi’s body laid out on the bed, fully clothed — very unlike him.

with careful footing, you make your way over to the bed and climb in beside him. as much as your chest seems to be in an indefinite state of pain and that this will only prolong it, you want to indulge, even just for one more moment. your arms snake around his thin waist and you rest your head on his shoulder as your eyes begin to weep without any command.

the feeling of your trembling body is enough to have him snap out of his nightmare and he looks down at you with the slightest bit of confusion.

“sweetheart,” he breathes, wrapping you up in his arms immediately. “i had the worst dream ever...” when you meet his eyes, he sees the red rimming yours and his brows furrow immediately. who made you cry? and slowly, the memories of smashing everything of his in sight comes back, the meeting with hange and erwin, with hange and that disgusting whore. he grows dizzy instantly, but his hold on you never falters. "sweetheart," he whispers again.

begrudgingly, you pull away and sit up with your legs crossed underneath you, fingers linked together and thumbs twiddling.

"levi... you know what you have to do," you mumble, but you don't agree with your own words. you're putting on a brave face for him because he needs it; he's weak. "it doesn't make sense to let everyone eventually die because of what you want."

what he wants, not what 'we' want.

"everyone is going to die eventually. what does it matter if it's sooner than later? what quality of life do humans even have like this? scared to go outside, starving on the streets? if i meet my end without you, i might as well have not lived at all." the anger from earlier prickles up his spine and he sits up with you now. "i need you and i don't care who i have to resist or kill to have you."

he'll fight for you. he'll kill for you. had this been any other turn of events, you would've thought it to be romantic and taken his hand in marriage right then and there.

"what if it's me that doesn't want that ending, though? what if i'm the one that's sending you to be with her because i want to?" oh, but it's so easy to see through your façade when you're sobbing and shaking like you are now. you're lying and it's so fucking obvious.

levi doesn't even acknowledge what you said — it's implausible and not worth expanding upon.

"we'll run away. i'll plan things with erwin so we'll always have gear and a place to stay... he'll help so no one can find us." he hasn't asked this of the commander yet, but the chances of him declining are so slim. "please, i can't live without you... i don't want to raise a child that isn't ours."

"so you'd be okay with letting that baby grow up without a loving father...? how did that work out for you?" the latter inquiry holds a lot more venom than you want it to and you want to indulge him — indulge yourself — by agreeing to the picture he's painting for you, but the intrusive thought of how he just parroted the same promises to some rich woman months ago, then to you, is something you can't ignore. "you... you cheated on me."

the pain that flashes in his eyes is unmistakable. for months, you've refused to talk about it and were adamant on forgiveness, nothing else, but today is the day you finally let him feel the gravity of his sins.

"you hated when i was just dancing with reiner, a friend, but you get to fuck a stranger and expect me to do nothing about it. if reiner was still around," you heard about reiner and his traitorous deeds and the truth about what he is, but you still mourned the loss of a good friend a while back, "would i get to fuck him, too? so we're even? i get to carry his child and marry him?"

you expect anger and even a slap to the face, but you only see the broken eyes of a man who has crumbled.

"i'd kill him. and i will once we catch up to him." his venomous words hold no poison, only defeat.

"then what about commander erwin?" your jaw flexes with tension. "at least we can trust him to take good care of me." it's your voice that's sharp and filled with irritation. "if i get to do the same with commander erwin and you still want me in the end, then i'll leave everything behind to be with you. i won't feel guilty about the child you're abandoning for your own selfish pleasure."

"okay." your eyes widen and you snap your head to the side to look at him, to look for any trace of a joking smile or just anything to see if he's just playing with you. but you're only met with saddened eyes and defeated, slumped shoulders. "i love you. i love you so much, i want to die. but you're right — i got myself into this mess and if those are your conditions, i'll wait. a year, five years, a decade. however long it takes. i'll wait for you, no matter what happens."

to say you're taken aback would be the understatement of the century.... but you're still trembling with unhappiness and you let your heart win over your head as you nod and get off the bed, fully intent on delivering on your promise to 'even things out.' when you've had time to calm down and think about what it is you're doing exactly ( maybe soon when commander erwin laughs at your silly proposal ), you'll find regret in your heart for what you've done. for now, you think yourself as level-headed and you leave the same way you came in, leaving the door to his messy room wide open.

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"commander," you shout for him and knock your aching knuckles against his door impatiently. captain levi is only a few doors down and you know that he can hear what's transpiring.

"back so soon?" comes his deep voice with a rumbling laugh.

the regret you had saved up for later all comes rushing to you now as you twiddle your thumbs and try to think of a way to express whatever deal you made with levi that won't have the commander pushing you back towards the captain's room, demanding that you two just make up like two bickering kids.

"a-actually... there's something i need to talk to you about, sir... about levi and i— we came to a... a compromise." a thick eyebrow raises with curiosity and he ushers you back inside, shutting the door behind you. unknowing if your legs would be able keep from giving out underneath you, you sit on the bed as you did before, legs crossed under you and one hand on each of your knees. "if you could keep your questions until i'm done, sir... i think i'll lose my train of thought rather easily."

erwin nods and stays standing where he is beside the bed, arms crossed over his broad chest as he furrows his brows with concern.

"so... levi said," you're throwing him under the bus when it was your outrageous suggestion, "if i pursue the life he has with the noblewoman with you, and if i still want him after that, we can get back together. i-i'm not sure how far that means," but you can compromise with yourself, can't you? "as in if we have to get married or anything, and if you already have a wife or lover, i'm so sorry for even bringing this up, sir! i didn't— levi didn't really think it through..."

he looks as if he's digesting every word and turning them into sentences in his mind one by one, slowly understanding what levi ( you ) proposed.

"i'm surprised levi didn't mention that he knows i don't have a lover." dread starts to creep up your spine; maybe you should've left the commander out of this. of course he has a lot on his plate already, what good would the addition of more burdens do? "but i will admit, it's not because i'm celibate or abstaining. i've lost any cadet i've had a connection with in battle, so i gave up."

his arms uncross and he starts to kneel on the bed, hands reaching to rest on the mattress at either side of your hips, lips parted in a wide grin. he's close, too close for comfort.

"but i must also tell you that i've wanted a taste ever since levi started telling me about you. he'd tell me how sweet you are on his tongue during meetings about battle. in court, he whispered about how tight you squeeze his cock, even when you aren't cumming." his breath grows ragged and so does yours in response. "when we met with the head of the military police, he sent me a note with all the names you like to be called while being fucked and where to push and pull to have you moan like a bitch in heat."

your lids flutter and all you can smell is him, so manly and intoxicating. you've never thought of commander erwin as more than an authority figure, it's almost dizzying how quickly you're able to adopt him as a physical partner. he's the exact opposite of levi, your first and only: where levi is small, erwin is big, where levi is big, erwin's even bigger. the dark hair in your dreams is now replaced with shining gold and you fall victim to the seducing words of your commander.

"and now, he's conceding? after all that teasing, he's letting his sweet bunny run head first into the lion's den?" erwin lifts himself up to undo his belt, the sound of just the buckle making your thighs clench together. "he must really love you, and now it's my turn to experience why."

his mouth is on yours in an instant and you melt underneath him, wrapping your arms around his neck as he undresses himself until you decide that it's taking too long. clumsy, small fingers undo each knob from its clasp on his shirt, and it takes much longer than if he were to do it alone; his pants and underwear are already messily strewn on the floor ( another difference from levi — the smaller would fold it all neatly ) and he's waiting for you to finish with an amused, patient smile. only when you finish does he grab your wrists to settle them on your lap so he can shrug his shirt off himself, revealing broad shoulders and a torso filled with scars similar to levi's.

commander erwin is absolutely breathtaking in his naked glory, each of his flexing muscles bulging and just begging for you to worship them with your mouth.

"god," you whisper mindlessly. he's mesmerising without having to do anything.

the corners of his lips twitch with the urge to spread wider; it's been a while since he's had an intimate moment or heard himself being revered the way he likes. the sudden confession he made of wanting a taste of you was entirely true. it was difficult to watch you walk in the hallways without purposely inhaling deeper to take in your scent, to keep himself from asking levi if you tasted just as heavenly today when he'd come into a meeting with your nectar still staining his chin, both of your faces bright red.

erwin is a wise man; he won't take this moment for granted when levi could burst in at any moment to take you away.

"now let's see if the little one was exaggerating or not," his voice is playful, as is the gleam in his eyes, when he leans in to press his lips to yours. instantly, your lids flutter and you wrap your dainty arms around his neck to pull him closer, mouth parting to let him in, to let him wash away any trace of levi you'd had lingering on you. each flick of his tongue has you moaning underneath him and he picks you up so easily, resting your back on the bed so he's hovering over you, almost swallowing you up. the heat that pools in your stomach, in between your legs, is undeniable.

where levi's taste was sweet, the commander is heartier, as if levi was a freshly baked cake and erwin was a home-cooked meal fit for soldiers. levi would send you into a state of intoxicated dizziness, but erwin sends adrenaline rushing through your veins instead.

"sir," you breathe out in between loud, wet kisses, his large hands unclasping your buttons with much more fervour and accuracy than you did his. "a-are you sure?" but the question is more directed at yourself than him, and any resistance you've held on to slips away with your shirt and flimsy bra, to the floor with his discarded clothing as well.

"i think we're past formalities if we're soon to be wed, aren't we, darling? daddy doesn't mind." the single word has your head spinning and he takes this chance to slip off your pants and underwear off the long expanse of your legs, tossing them carelessly over his shoulder.

"daddy," your voice is a whisper and you throw the word out to give it a taste, see how it moulds on your tongue. it doesn't feel right at first, but when you see the beaming grin on erwin's face, you tell yourself that it's perfect. "daddy, i really... really want to feel you."

erwin knows that preparation is necessary, especially when dealing with someone of his girth and size, but your quiet begging, the title, the irresistible sight of you on his messy bedsheets... all the feedback he's gathered through a slew of previous partners gets thrown out the window as he lets lust overtake him. if anything, he'll have to blame levi for speaking of you in such a lewd manner so openly, making erwin's curiosity crash through the roof.

he only nods in response, a hand grabbing at the base of his length so he can give it a couple of steady strokes until he's ready to press against your dripping slit. as much as he knows that he has to prep you, make sure you're ready to take him, the temptation of your ring of muscle squeezing around his tip has his mask of self control faltering and he pushes into you crassly, the hand wrapped around his base steadying itself on your hip for balance.

the guttural moan that slips from his mouth makes your eyes fly up to meet his eyes that've rolled into the back of his head. with your small hands, you grab on to his biceps and dig your nails into his skin, lower lip caught in between your teeth as you hold back grunts of slight pain; he's big and you're sure that no amount of prior foreplay could've prepared you enough to take him without the burning sensation that paints you from the inside out right now.

"just like heaven," erwin murmurs to himself. he sits inside of you, tip already kissing your cervix, and once his shoulders are no longer tense, he returns his gaze to you and cups your cheek with a large, calloused hand. "you alright, darling?"

you nod just once, despite the tears that've yet to dry at your waterline.

"levi wasn't exaggerating in the least, sweetheart," he mumbles again, the mention of the onyx-haired man just a few doors away making your heart twinge with guilt — you've ruined yourself; you're not just his anymore....but it's what he deserves, right? critical thinking is an inaccessible skill at the moment and the pang of apologetic feelings flutter away when the commander — your commander — starts to move his hips, pumping in and out of you at his own brutal pace.

the sound of the headboard rocking against the wall is thunderous, as opposed to the creaks you're used to, and so are erwin's moans of your name over and over.

crystal blue eyes bore into yours, rendering you helpless as your limbs melt into jelly ( maybe the feeling of him pressing urgently into that spongy bundle of nerves inside of you have to do with it, too ). his stare is so intense and you feel as if you've never been so bare before, giving the entirety of your self to your commander, and he takes everything you have to offer.

his pearly whites grind together with sweat beading and dripping down his temple as he finds purchase on both your hips with both of his bruising hands.

"i'm gonna fill you up, doll," he grits out and his hips piston against yours, sending your back arching and vision fuzzy with the merciless pounding against the most sensitive corner of your clenched walls.

"d-daddy— oh, god," is all you can get out, nails digging into his arms once more as you feel yourself tighten around him, and with one last thrust inside of you, you can feel him spill inside just as you reach completion and become undone, like a ribbon on a present. toes clenched and back arched, sweat creating a slick dew on your entire body — erwin swears he's never seen a sight so perfect and wills himself to commit what lies underneath him to memory.

"fucking beautiful," he whispers, chest heaving with deep breaths. slowly, he slips out of you, not without a groan, and you feel the loss instantly, clamping your legs together with embarrassment.

the bed thumps and bounces beside you as the commander lays beside you on his side, a serene smile you've never seen before graced on his lips.

"so, did i convince you to take levi up on that offer?" weren't you the one that came here to persuade him?

your eyes fight the cloud of drowsiness that, as per usual, takes over you post-orgasm, blinking slowly, but hard to keep yourself awake as much as you can.

"yes, sir," you mumble sleepily, back to the honourifics once again. the sound of commander erwin's rumbling laugh is the last thing you hear as you descend into a heavy sleep, the faint image of levi's broken expression painting the back of your eyelids before everything fades to black.

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