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Levi Ackerman

Eyes

Slate Grey

Hair

Jet black (military undercut)

Nationality(ies)

French

Language(s)

English, French

Height

160 cm, 5'3"

Age//Birthday

25 years old, 25 Dec.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Omega, Male

Bio

Mother and father raised him in a stable home in New York City, New York; went to university with a music scholarship. He became famous at the age of fourteen when he released his first song on YouTube, hitting millions of subscribers as he kept uploading more and more of his music. 

Additional Information

Favourite Colour(s) is greenish-blue and gold like Eren's eyes

Gay

Introverted

Obsessed with tea

Career in Musical Arts as a Music Artist

Mental Disorders

OCD

Mild Depression

Schizophrenia

PTSD

Insomnia

━━━━━━━ •♬• ━━━━━━━

Mikasa Ackerman

Eyes

Titanium silver

Hair

Raven black (shoulder length)

Nationality(ies)

Japanese

Language(s)

Japanese, English

Height

170.2, 5'7"

Age//Birthday

22 years old, 10 Feb.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Omega, Female

Bio

Was raised in a nice home in Tokyo, Japan, but moved to the States when Mikasa wanted to try and search for Armin. She hit luck when she found him in Florida.

She was found by Levi after her graduation at university.

Additional Information

Favourite Colour is Blue

Bisexual

Introverted

Obsessed with Eren (platonically)

Career in Traveling and Mixed Martial Arts

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Armin Arlert

Eyes

Baby Blue

Hair

Soft blond hair (chin length)

Nationality(ies)

American

Language(s)

English

Height

160 cm, 5'3"

Age//Birthday

24 years old, 03 Nov.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Omega, Male

Bio

Was raised in Florida by the beach by his grandfather after losing his parents in a bank robbery at ten years old. Graduated university with a technical degree.

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Red

Straight

Extroverted

Obsessed with learning

Career in Technical Work

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Marco Bodt

Eyes

Light hazel

Hair

Short charcoal black

Nationality(ies)

Latina

Language(s)

Spanish, English

Height

183 cm, 6'0"

Age//Birthday

24 years old, Jun. 16

Secondary Gender//Gender

Alpha, Male

Bio

Unknown

Additional Information

Favorite color is yellow

Gay//Polyamorous

Extroverted//Introverted Mix

Obsessed with sketching

Career in Preschool Education

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Oluo Bozado

Eyes

Hazel brown

Hair

Ash-y blond (curly undercut)

Nationality(ies)

American

Language(s)

English

Height

170.2 cm, 5'7"

Age//Birthday

25 years old, 06 Jan.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Alpha, Male

Bio

N/A

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Blue

Straight

Extroverted//Introverted Mix

Obsessed with Levi's demeanor (but not really Levi? Really admires the former Captain, that is…)

Career in Technical Engineering

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Farlan Church

Eyes

Pale grey-blue

Hair

Sandy blond

Nationality(ies)

American

Language(s)

English

Height

178 cm, 5'9"

Age//Birthday

23 years old, 22 May.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Alpha, Male

Bio

Unknown

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Green

Straight

Introverted//Extroverted

Obsessed with Isabel (romantically ofc)

Career Unknown

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Eren Jäger

Eyes

Heterochromic left sea glass green right cinnamon brown

Hair

Chocolate brown

Nationality(ies)

German

Language(s)

Latin, German, English

Height

183 cm, 6'0"

Age//Birthday

20 years old, 30 Mar.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Alpha, Male

Bio

Unknown (Will be updated when the time comes)

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Silver

Gay

Extroverted

Obsessed with Levi (and the idea of finally making the man his)

Career Unknown

Mental Disorders

Schizophrenia

OCD

PTSD

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Eld Jinn

Eyes

Dark brown

Hair

 Black (long high ponytail)

Nationality(ies)

American

Language(s)

English

Height

175 cm, 5'8"

Age//Birthday

24 years old, 09 Jun.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Omega, Male

Bio

Unknown

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Brown

Bisexual

Introverted

Obsessed with chocolate

Career Unknown

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Isabel Magnolia

Eyes

Emerald green

Hair

Bright candy apple red (double ponytails)

Nationality(ies)

Irish

Language(s)

Irish, English

Height

168 cm, 5'4"

Age//Birthday

23 years old, 03 Oct.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Omega, Female

Bio

Unknown

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Ocean Blue

Straight

Extroverted

Obsessed with birds

Career in Animal Science

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Petra Ral

Eyes

Amber

Hair

Strawberry red (shoulder length)

Nationality(ies)

American

Language(s)

English

Height

158.4 cm, 5'2"

Age//Birthday

23 years old, 06 Dec.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Omega, Female

Bio

Unknown

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Pink

Straight

Extroverted

Obsessed with kids

Career in Childhood Education

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Gunther Shultz

Eyes

Light brown

Hair

Dirty blond (long ponytail)

Nationality(ies)

American

Language(s)

English

Height

179 cm, 5'10"

Age//Birthday

24 years old, 12 Jul.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Beta, Male

Bio

Unknown

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Purple

Pansexual

Introverted

Obsessed with his man bun

Career Unknown

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Erwin Smith

Eyes

Cerulean Blue

Hair

Light blond (slicked undercut)

Nationality(ies)

English (England)

Language(s)

English

Height

188 cm, 6'2"

Age//Birthday

27 years old, 14 Oct.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Alpha, Male

Bio

Unknown

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Brown

Demisexual

Introverted//Extroverted Mixed

Obsessed with his eyebrows (teehee)

Career as a CEO for a big company

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Hanji Zoë

Eyes

Hazel

Hair

Chestnut brown

Nationality(ies)

Hispanic

Language(s)

Spanish, English

Height

170.2 cm, 5'7"

Age//Birthday

25 years old, 05 Sept.

Secondary Gender//Gender

Alpha, Male

Bio

Unknown

Additional Information

Favourite Colour Is Orange

Pansexual

Extroverted

Obsessed with EVERYTHING (ofc, duuuh)

Career in Medicine

Mental Disorders

Mild PTSD

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Warnings

• AlphaxOmega, Omegaverse
• Alpha Eren, Omega Levi
• BoyxBoy, MalexMale, Yaoi, Gay, Boy's Love
• Bottom Levi, Top Eren
• Dominant Eren, Submissive Levi
• ErenxLevi, EreRi
• Fluff, Smut
• Male pregnancy, mpreg
• Sexual interaction between two males

Information

𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨

Alphas: pack leaders, dominant in nature, always male, stronger in rank

Betas: pack followers, warriors, fighters, protectors, second in rank, bodyguards, male or female, neutral

Omegas: pack mothers, caretakers, nurturers, weak in rank, male or female, submissive in nature

𝘾𝙮𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙨

Heats: heat cycles are something an omega goes through every full moon, it prepares the body for fertilization, they self lubricate but only for their chosen alpha, cycle stops when the goal of impregnating is completed

Ruts: rut cycles are something an alpha goes through every full moon like the omegas, it searches for its omega, when fornicating with an omega given to them they form a knot during their high point

Knots: the base of an alphas penis swells and locks them in place when they have sex with their omega, it holds in the semen and increases the chance to impregnate their omega

Lubrication: a female no matter what secondary gender they are (omega or beta, never alpha) self lubricates, male omegas have special glands in their anal canal that secretes lubricant when they are horny or in heat that allows easier intercourse

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙨

Males: The pregnancy starts when one ovary cell are fucandated by a sperm cell. The cell, called blastocyst, travel along the fallapion tube until the uterus where it attaches to the uterine wall. After the implantation the blastocyst start growing, developing in an embryon.

    The embryon grows like a normal pregnancy, and the subject shows the same symptoms of a woman: the sickness, the sensibility of some smells, back pain, headaches, dizziness, fainting, irritability and mood swings.

    Another important symptom is the blood loss, but since the blood is concealed from feces (like in menstruation period), the subject must take particularly care about large blood loss, because it can be a symptom of a patology, like placenta previa, or a spontaneous abortion.

    In the last trimester, another symptom can be hiper-excitation, due of the fetus of the prostate gland, in any case is discouraged to have anal penetrations that can lead to premature birth or a spontaneous abortion (in early pregnancy phases).

    At the end of the pregnancy, the labour starts when the water breaks, starts regular uterine contractions. S̶i̶n̶c̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶m̶a̶n̶ ̶d̶o̶e̶s̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶a̶ ̶v̶a̶g̶i̶n̶a̶l̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶a̶l̶ ̶a̶b̶l̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶d̶i̶l̶a̶t̶i̶o̶n̶,̶ ̶b̶u̶t̶ ̶a̶ ̶c̶l̶o̶a̶c̶a̶l̶ ̶c̶a̶n̶a̶l̶ ̶e̶n̶d̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶r̶e̶c̶t̶u̶m̶,̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶a̶b̶s̶o̶l̶u̶t̶e̶l̶y̶ ̶n̶e̶c̶e̶s̶s̶a̶r̶y̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶a̶ ̶c̶e̶s̶a̶r̶e̶a̶n̶ ̶s̶e̶c̶t̶i̶o̶n̶ ̶b̶e̶f̶o̶r̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶c̶e̶r̶v̶i̶c̶a̶l̶ ̶d̶i̶l̶a̶t̶i̶o̶n̶.̶

    After the birth, if the subject has developed milk, he can nurse the newborn.

«↑↑ all info above is not my description, there will a picture provided, along with the info»

Females: female pregnancies are normal, nothing important or special to really mention

Lactation: not all omegas can lactate, some omegas live a life of isolation and lack the nutrition needed to create the milk, others are given a life of comfort and healthy eating, making them flourish with lactate

Birth: (note: info above in the male sector about birth is not neccassarily correct in this story, or a lot of my stories, actually. Keep in mind while reading) males can choose between a natural birth and a caesarean section (the birth canal is more delicate in a male leading through the anal canal seeing they don't have a vaginal canal, women have one so they are no different to real-life pregnancies 

1.           C-Section: a doctor will cut the underside of the belly through the skin and the womb where they will remove the baby and take to clean before returning to the mother (technically just an everyday c-section)
2.           Natural: for males the baby exits the anal canal after eight to ten centimeters of dilation, for females the baby exits the vaginal canal after eight to ten centimeters of dilation

Trimesters: there are just the normal three trimesters of pregnancies: first, second, and third

Chapter Text

Before we begin……

TP//Third Person POV

EJ//Eren Jäger

LA//Levi Ackerman

⚠️ANGST

🔞MATURE SCENES

🚫LANGUAGE

🌺FLUFF

⚜️NEUTRAL

Warnings

⚠️

Cast By Order Of Appearance

Levi

Point of view(s)

⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

Now let's go………

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⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

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San Francisco, CA

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Song — Comatose by Skillet

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"I hate feelin' like this / I'm so tired of tryin' to fight this / I'm asleep and all I dream of is waking to you"

I was fourteen years old and sitting in front of my computer, guitar in hand as I poured my heart out to the world.

"Tell me that you will listen / Your touch is what I'm missin' / And the more I hide I realize I'm slowly losin' you"

Just months ago I had received memories of a lost past, haunting my ever waking moments as I tried to act natural at school and at home. It all proved futile when bright heterochromic eyes blocked my field of vision.

"Comatose / I'll never wake up without an overdose of you"

Everywhere I look I see a bright green and a bright golden eye. Everywhere I search I find myself finding a bright white teeth smile. Everywhere I touch I feel rough but smooth tanned skin under my pale thin fingertips. Every time I inhale through my nose I smell nothing but the musky scent of pine from his soft brown hair.

"I don't wanna live / I don't wanna breathe / 'less I feel you next to me"

I've discovered the name of this god, of this unnaturally beautiful human being, and all I have dreamed of having since that dream was taking that boy, Eren Jäger, as my Alpha.

"You take the pain I feel / (Wakin' up to you never felt so real)"

I presented at the age of twelve after a night terror shook me awake. I dreamed of losing my two very best friends that day. Isabel Magnolia and Farlan Church died when I chose to be greedy and kill Erwin Smith.

"I don't wanna sleep / I don't wanna dream / Cause my dreams don't comfort me / The way you make me feel / (Wakin' up to you never felt so real)"

I met them in elementary school, in the second grade, and we became inseparable ever since. We didn't know each other like we used to, we hadn't gotten our memories back, but as soon as we did, we vowed to never let one another go.

"I hate livin' without you / Dead wrong to ever doubt you / My demons lay in waitin' / Tempting me away"

When I was fourteen years old I still had my mother to curl up to when I was scared. When I was fourteen years old I still had my uncle, who changed his ways and became a better man for this broken family, to help take care of us. When I was fourteen years old I had fallen in love with someone I was scared I would never see again.

"Oh how I adore you / Oh how I thirst for you / Oh how I need you"

I don't remember what my life was like before these memories took over. They're so overwhelming. I'm pining for someone I want in my life forever, but fear will never appear, or will appear but will become someone else's lover.

"Comatose / I'll never wake up without an overdose of you"

Eren Jäger stole my heart, robbed me of my sanity, and left me in tears. The Titan era left me broken and weak, but strong all at the same time. I had to be strong, to be able to be free. Free to be with the one I chose to love. But as soon as the Titans were gone, Eren Jäger created his own defense mechanism when he served his purpose for the military. But he didn't take me with him.

"I don't wanna live / I don't wanna breathe / 'less I feel you next to me / You take the pain I feel /(Wakin' up to you never felt so real)"

When I was fourteen years old I became famous. I grew a fan base on YouTube, getting millions of subscribers. I was scouted by a high dollar music studio, but I declined telling them I only wanted to sing for pleasure. 

"I don't wanna sleep / I don't wanna dream / Cause my dreams don't comfort me / The way you make me feel / (Wakin' up to you never felt so real)"

I sing my songs to convey my feelings for my lost memory. Whether they be for Eren or my pain. The world may know of my talent, but the only one I want it to reach is him.

"Breathing life / Waking up / My eyes / Open up / Comatose / I'll never wake without an overdose of you"

When my heats hit me—my heats are mild compared to people older than myself since I'm still young—I close myself off, singing softly when I'm finished with my self aftercare. I always imagine Eren beside me, above me, below me, doing things to me as he released tension in my sweetest area.

"Comatose / I'll never wake without an overdose of you"

My fantasies always disappear after my cycle, but I avoid taking suppressants because I don't want to harm my body and lose the ability to bear children if I do find him. I do take birth control, that way if anything happens to me, via non consensual intercourse with a filthy predator, then my womb will remain untainted and pure when I find him.

"I don't wanna live / I don't wanna breathe / 'less I feel you next to me / You take the pain I feel / (Wakin' up to you never felt so real)"

I'm running out of thoughts. Memories once lost to the darkness are taking over my mind. I've developed hallucination; I see Eren everywhere now. When I look at my mom, I see her dead carcass lying in bed, pale and fragile and decaying and nothing but bones. When I see Isabel I see her head rolling at my feet, and when I see Farlan I see his upper body falling to the ground in a silent scream.

"I don't wanna sleep / I don't wanna dream / Cause my dreams don't comfort me / The way you make me feel / (Wakin' up to you never felt so real)"

My doctor diagnosed me with schizophrenia and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder aka PTSD. I was also diagnosed with mild depression by a psychologist when I was taken to a health center for a psych evaluation. It came up with schizophrenia and PTSD, as well as the depression, but it also came up with OCD and insomnia. I wasn't at all surprised with that result.

"Oh how I adore you / Wakin' up to you never felt so real / Oh how I thirst for you / Wakin' up to you never felt so real / Oh how I adore you / Oh"

I went to therapy, and eventually my mother began to feel relieved when she was assured that I wasn't suicidal. I was depressed but I had no intention of ending my own life if I kept ahold of this thin thread of hope in my heart.

"The way you make me feel / Wakin' up to you never felt so real"

When I was fourteen years old, I was diagnosed with four different disorders, but I never got rid of my faith. I never went to church, but I did pray to the stars every night to find my green and gold eyed soldier.

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Chapter Text

Before we begin……

TP//Third Person POV

EJ//Eren Jäger

LA//Levi Ackerman

⚠️ANGST

🔞MATURE SCENES

🚫LANGUAGE

🌺FLUFF

⚜️NEUTRAL

Warnings

⚠️

Cast By Order Of Appearance

Levi, Isabel, Farlan, Hanji

Point of View(s)

⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

Now let's go……

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⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

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Jefferson City, MO

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Song — Love Me or Leave Me by Little Mix

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"You used to tell me that you loved me once / What happened, what happened? /Where is all of this coming from? / What happened, what happened?"

When I was sixteen years old I graduated high school early with a valedictorian award. Since I had nothing better to do at home besides write my music, I studied hard, wanting to get out of this town and into the world before I turned twenty.

"You say I'm crazy and there's nothing wrong / You're lying and you know I know / Baby what have we become? /What happened?"

When I entered college I studied nothing but music: music therapy, music history, music industry. I hid away in my dorm and studied just as hard as I did in high school, if not harder, all the while still finding time to sing my heart out.

"We used to never go to bed angry / But it's all we ever do lately / And you're turning away like you hate me / Do you hate me, do you hate me? Oh"

I met some people in university, people from my lost past. Petra was still a hopeful joyful girl with a bright future ahead. Oluo still bit his tongue when he talked too much shit. Eld was still acting as a voice of reason for the group that stuck around for a while. Gunther was acting as the leader, silent and observing as he made sure they all stayed out of trouble.

"You, can take this heart / Heal it or break it all apart / No, this isn't fair / Love me or leave me here / Aah-aah-aah, oh-ah-aah-ah-aah / Love me or leave me here / Aah-aah-aah, oh-ah-aah-ah-aah / Love me or leave me here"

When Titans roamed the earth still, me and Eren were strictly Captain and Subordinate. Yeah I had feelings for the little shit, but my duties kept me from saying anything and breaking the rules. Of course the shitty brat didn't care for them, confessing to me when in the midst of a crying fit after losing the Levi Squad. I didn't give in, instead telling him that I didn't have any feelings like that towards him. I regretted it as soon as the war ended. He encased in that shell with the knowledge that the love of his life—his words, not mine—had no feelings for him whatsoever. I broke in front of the whole Survey Corps.

"Do you remember when you loved me once? / What happened, what happened? / And you'd hold me here just because / What happened?"

I grip the microphone tightly as I turn my head as it scans the large crowd, galactic coloured eyes covered in clean white bandages in a makeshift blindfold. The bandages are my signature, the Wings of Freedom, the insignia of my music. Isabel and Farlan joined us after they graduated, and we became a large group. I sing in front of a large audience in the gymnasium inside the college I attend, Petra playing my guitarist as Gunther is beating on the drum set. No one knows that in front of them is young protege Levi Ackerman at the pedestal. Instead they find themselves chanting "L! L! L! L!" like a mantra.

"We used to never go to bed angry / But it's all we ever do lately / You're turning away like you hate me / Do you hate me, do you hate me? Oh"

I remove the microphone from its hook, walking to the front as my free hand grips tightly to the device. I sang the lyrics with a soft but audible tone, raising my voice for the appropriate lines.

"You, can take this heart / Heal it or break it all apart / No, this isn't fair / Love me or leave me here / Aah-aah-aah, oh-ah-aah-ah-aah / Love me or leave me here / Aah-aah-aah, oh-ah-aah-ah-aah / Love me or leave me here"

I'm probably in tears right now as I sing, shiny glittery droplets soaking the cloth over my eyes, preventing them from leaking down my warm pale pink cheeks. I didn't pay attention to the fact I was crying, knowing no one can see me in this state. I kept my focus on the tune in my head, in my ears being played by my friends, drifting through my soul.

"And love me baby please cause I could still be the only one you need / The only one close enough to feel you breathe / Yeah I could still be that place where you run / Instead of the one that you're running from, ooh"

I bet my career that Hanji and Erwin—mainly Hanji—are crying their eyes out. Erwin is probably keeping a stoic expression from backstage. Isabel and Farlan and the rest of the Levi Squad are probably shedding their own jewel-like fountains as they listen right now. This song can be emotional if they listen to the lyrics and hear the message behind each word written out.

"You, can take this heart / Heal it or break it all apart / No, this isn't fair / Love me or leave me here / Aah-aah-aah, oh-ah-aah-ah-aah / Love me or leave me here / Aah-aah-aah, oh-ah-aah-ah-aah / Love me or leave me here"

Closing the song I ripped off the bandages, lowering my head and dropping to my knees in a clattered heap. I was acting weak, emotions running everywhere as I tried my hardest to stay neutral. I rose to greet the crowd, flashing my hand over my eyes. The crowd was still chanting "L! L! L! L! L!" around me. I could hear the sobs mixed in with the yells, but they are all swallowed by silence as I retreat into the back. Isabel and Farlan pull me close, and then I'm pulled back into another more familiar warm embrace. I turn my head to see Hanji, and I give them a soft but sad little smile. They understand completely and push my head into their soft shoulder. I weep into their arms before calming down and pulling myself away.

Thanking them all I go to my private room and change into new clothes.

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Chapter Text

Before we begin………

TP//Third Person POV

EJ//Eren Jäger

LA//Levi Ackerman

⚠️ANGST//GORE

🌺FLUFF

🔞MATURE CONTENT

🚫LANGUAGE

Warnings

⚠️

Cast By Order Of Appearance

Levi

Point of view(s)

⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

Now let's go………

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⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

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Orlando, FL

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Song - Lullaby by Nickelback

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"I know the feeling / Of finding yourself stuck out on the ledge / And there ain't no healing / From cutting yourself with the jagged edge"

This song is my beacon, shining high into the galaxy in hopes that he will see it and search for the bottom. Like looking for the end of the rainbow. I sing it with heart and with soul. With my whole being so I express these feelings to the world. My goal with this song is to get Eren, somewhere somehow, to hear this song and find me. I've kept an eye on the history channel and the news of every channel for any weird discoveries. So far no one has found Paradis. I heard that there was a place on the coast way out east named Eldia, and that gave me hope that I could find it. I just needed to acquire more money and find Mikasa and Armin before I do.

"I'm telling you that is never that bad / Take it from someone who's been where you're at / Your laid out on the floor / But you're not sure you can take this anymore"

When I was eighteen years old I met Armin and Mikasa. They were a few years younger, but I gave them my number and told them that as soon as I was ready, I was getting Eren back. Mikasa was nicer than before, and she actually apologized for her behaviour back than. Armin and her both agreed to travel with me when I went to find Eren. I was happy that Eren's best friends would be accompanying me. If anything he'll be more than happy when he awakes and sees two great friends waiting for him to open his bi-colored eyes.

"So just give me one more try / A lullaby / To turn this up on the radio"

Some people in the group aren't really enthusiastic that it'll work, but their words do nothing to staunch my faith. I fight them every day, but nothing will make me throw them away. I've lost a lot of people in my lost past. Losing them again? Unspeakable. I raise my hand over my heart on a fist, tucking my feet against each other as I hold tightly to the microphone stand. I hold the pose as my left eye peeks out, a navy blue contact covering my original eye colour. I only relaxed when a flashback of before I became captain popped up, Erwin standing point as he called for rest. I averted my eyes to the curtains where I caught Hanji and Erwin staring back at me.

"If you can hear me now / I'm reaching out / To let you know that you're not alone"

Hanji is saluting with a bright watery grin, and Erwin is standing just like the Erwin from the lost memory: straight and military formal, hands intertwined behind his back. I teared up, I'm not gonna lie. In that time I wasn't really in a good state of mind, contemplating all sorts of things before I met Eren. He gave me hope, and he gave me a home. We might have not done anything intimate wise when we were there, but I still loved him, I still love him.

"And if you can't tell / I'm scared as hell / 'cuz I can't get you on the telephone"

You know, looking at me now, lost in my head, you'd think I'm a beta. My build doesn't scream Alpha, but my personality doesn't really scream Omega much either. I've taken to learning street fighting skills, learning mixed martial arts as well as relearning what I was taught in the Underground by my uncle. I've taken Alphas down left and right, some barely massed in the muscle region, but others definitely capable and stronger. My agility makes up for the ones that I can't evenly fight myself, using it to my advantage to sweep them off their feet and knock them out before they can throw a punch.

"So just close your eyes / (Close your eyes) / Honey here comes a lullaby / And if there ain't a lullaby"

In all of my talks with glasses and eyebrows, the topic about Eren and the new world—mainly the introduction of the dynamics falling in and taking over the populace—always arises. Will he have a dynamic? Or will he be plain ol' Eren Jäger with his shifting abilities soon intact? Will he recognize any of us, or will he not remember us after being crystallized for so long?

"Please let me take you / Out of the darkness and into the light / 'cuz I have faith in you / That you're gonna make it through another night"

I've already accepted that if he doesn't have a dynamic, I'll still accept him as mine. I'll probably still call him my Alpha despite him not having a scent or being able to produce a knot to satisfy my Omegan needs. Hell if I need a knot after I find him, and he's not all modernized and shit I'll buy a toy. They exist for the purpose of single omegas pleasuring themselves if they can't or don't find an Alpha to spend their cycles with. I might not be single, but it might bring more fun to the bedroom if Eren still harbors feelings for me.

"Stop thinking about / The easy way out / No need to go and blow the candle out"

I turn around as the extra spotlight turns on, already aimed at the single plain wooden chair sitting in the middle of the makeshift stage. The breeze swayed me gently in a pleasantly warm embrace, the scent of salt filling my senses. The sounds of the waves hitting the beach clouded my eardrums, my voice and the crowd's slightly muffled around me.

"'cuz you're not done / You're far too young / And the best is yet to come"

I walk to the chair as I now hold the microphone in my palm, circling it and then straddling it. I place an arm on the back of it casually, finally relaxing my body. This song has me so stiff with anxiety as I sing it, the thrums of my heart wildly beating with the instrumental music.

"So just give me one more try / A lullaby / To turn this up on the radio"

I was grateful the chair was cleaned before it was given to me. If it had dust or whatever all over it I'd have thrown a fit in the middle of my performance. I'll have to thank Hanji and Erwin after this show.

"If you can hear me now / I'm reaching out / To let you know that you're not alone"

I wonder what Eren's doing right now.  

"And if you can't tell / I'm scared as hell / 'cuz I can't get you on the telephone"

Is he sleeping eternally awaiting to be free, or will he forever be a victim to the prison of his own demise?

"So just close your eyes / (Close your eyes) / Honey here comes a lullaby / And if there ain't a lullaby"

Does he dream while he sleeps? What does he dream about?

"If everyone's seen at the bottom / If everybody's being forgotten / Where everyone's tired of being alone"

Does he have flashbacks of everything he's been through since the fall of Wall Rose?

"If everybody's being abandoned / And left a little empty handed / So if you're out there barely hanging on"

I think and think about what kind of situation he's in, but when I begin overthinking I break down.

"Just give me one more try / A lullaby / To turn this up on the radio"

It's hard to move on when I don't have everyone I care about—or love—with me.

"If you can hear me now / I'm reaching out / To let you know that you're not alone"

Maybe my worst nightmare will come true and he'll be dead when we find him.

"And if you can't tell / I'm scared as hell / 'cuz I can't get you on the telephone"

But right now I just need to rely on the hope and the strength and the support and friends I have now, because in the future, near or far, I might lose them, and I want to spend as much time with them as possible before they slip from my grasp once again.

"So just close your eyes / (Close your eyes) / Oh honey here comes a lullaby / If there ain't a lullaby"

Yea, a little faith, a little love, a little bonding, and maybe my love will come home to me.

"Honey here comes a lullaby / If there ain't a lullaby"

To us.

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Chapter Text

Before we begin………

TP//Third Person POV

EJ//Eren Jäger

LA//Levi Ackerman

⚠️ANGST//GORE

🌺FLUFF

🔞MATURE CONTENT

🚫LANGUAGE

Warnings

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Cast By Order Of Appearance

Levi, Erwin, Hanji

Point of view(s)

⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

Now let's go…… …

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⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

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Eldia Docks

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Song — ILYSB by Lany

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"Ain't never felt this way / Can't get enough so stay with me"

 

Two years later, after we found Armin and Mikasa, we finally put together enough cash for a plane ticket to Eldia, a yacht, extra fuel for the large party boat, and supplies. The supplies include: food and water, medicines, first-aid kits with various different tools and bandages and materials for various injuries, life vests, and cell phones with the highest grade available and mobile hotspots that have just as high maybe higher plans than the phones for in case the phones don't get a signal in Paradis. Well, I doubt there are towers on Paradis if. No one's found it this far.

"It's not like we got big plans / Let's drive around town holding hands"

 

We gather the crew at early morning, six thirty by the looks of the sun, and triple checked our supply and the role lists. We make sure everyone is on board, including the new arrivals Connie, Sasha, Jean, Marco, Krista, and Ymir from the 104th ensemble. 

"And you need to know / You're the only one, alright, alright"

 

We met up with everyone from back then, literally. From the people we knew in the Scouting regiment to the Military Police officers to the Garrison brigade, as well as some Eldians and Marlyans and surprisingly even the Yeager family. Grisha, Eren's father, is with who I now understand as Eren's past stepmother; Carla, Eren's mother is dating my mother, for crying out loud ; Zeke is married to some chick named Pieck with a limp; Grisha has a sister named Faye.

"And you need to know / That you keep me up all night, all night"

 

I have dreams at night; dreams about yesterday. I met some Marlyans I vaguely remember, like Falco and Gabi. Mylius and Nifa and Nac and Samuel and Onyankopon and Rico and Nanaba are joining us on the journey to Paradis, acting as crew. They keep the deck clean and bustle around here and there, interacting with one another and such. A majority of them are in a romantic relationship with a member, and we made it to where the girls were to be roomed together, and the boys are rooming together on the other side of the cabin.

"Oh, my heart hurts so good /I love you, babe, so bad, so bad, oh"

 

Everyone takes suppressants and birth control (at least the ladies and Omegas do), and there has been a strict rule of no sexual involvements until we reach land, then everyone can split off to go fuck their frustrations out.

"Oh, my heart hurts so good / I love you, babe, so bad, so bad"

 

I've fought back Alphas my whole life, but I've never once let a single one touch my body in any way that wasn't platonic or innocent in any definite way. If they grew romantic or sexual feelings for me, I rejected them immediately, making everyone completely aware I was taken by purchasing a custom-made collar (an Alexandrite tone with a gold tag made from melted Arabic jewels imbedded with: Eren Jäger's Property — If found please call {104}-×××-×××× — Levi Ackerman in the thin plate) and wrapping it around my slender neck and covering my scent glands with scent cancelling pads.

"Mad cool in all my clothes / Mad warm when you get close to me"

 

I– if it weren't for people like Erwin and Hanji and Mike, I'd be ten steps back right now. They've helped me get this far, and I think it only right they come with me to the end. Hanji has become happy with Petra, and Oluo and Gunther are bonded. Eld is mated to a boy named Haruto– a brunette with dazzling blue eyes as clear as mountain water and fair skin to boot, and Armin is being courted alongside Jean by Marco Bodt. I gather they'll all be shacked together soon. Mikasa is enamoured by Annie, and Reiner and Bertholdt make out in every dark space of the ship (with Bertholdt surprisingly always taking the lead in their heated sessions, it appears).

"Slow dance these summer nights / Our disco ball's my kitchen light"

 

I've witnessed Nanaba and Mike come together, and Erwin finally got together with a (girl/boy/person) with (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/s) (e/c) eyes and (s/c) skin– (his/her/their) height just above mine. I swear Krista is the only one shorter than me. Krista got together with Ymir a while back, and Pixis– the old alcoholic Garrison commander– got together with a bright young woman named Anka (a girl with shoulder length hazel colored hair streaked with metallic silver streaks from amazing aging and big golden eyes. Everyone has someone, and then there's me who is pining like a yandere school girl looking for her senpai.

"Yeah  and you need to know / That nobody could take your place, your place"

 

One time Hanji dragged the crew to a festival happening in Maryland, and I bumped into a little girl that reminded me of Ymir Fritz, the Founding Titan. It's hard for me to think of the Founding Titan as some little girl. Especially one who's over a hundred years old and forced to walk the path chosen for her. When Eren freed her from that life, she stayed with him in a stone house at the edge of a village that brimmed with children. He taught her how to be a kid, and helped her make friends. I think I fell in love again that day even harder than the days before. He had such a knack for taking care of others before himself.

"And you need to know / That I'm hella obsessed with your face, your face"

 

You know, I've been asked just what made me fall so deeply and obsessively and profusely in love with the damn boy, and every time I answered, I said his face. Especially his God-forsaken big colorful eyes. They were a mix between greens and blues and gold and greys, like the ocean in the sunset. A Paraiba Tourmaline left eye and the right eye like the Arabic gold plate dangling from the collar around my throat.

"Oh, my heart hurts so good / I love you, babe, so bad, so bad, oh"

 

They drew me in until I drowned, and that is a feeling I don't want to lose. When our eyes used to meet, every time, my heart always hurt. I never understood what it meant until Hanji got me drunk and made me spill my secrets. He knew right away I was in love just by the way I spoke endearingly about the boy. I think everyone knew how in love with him I was. I didn't exactly hide the secret looks or the way I went much more lenient on him than the other recruits.

"Oh, my heart hurts so good / I love you, babe, so bad, so bad, oh"

His hair was so blatantly soft, and it smelled intoxicatingly amazing, like pine and lemongrass. His skin was flawless, always, until that day when it became skewed into a blurry image. I'm scared of what will happen when I see him again in that glass prison.

"Oh, my heart hurts so good / I love you, babe, so bad, so bad, oh"

What if his body slowly died inside that quod? What if when we find him, his body is still intact but his heart and lungs stopped producing life for him? What if he's too different when we rescue him from the bird? Will he ever be free? Will we have to lock him up in order to keep him (and ourselves, as well as the whole of humanity) safe?

"And you need to know / You're the only one, alright, alright"

I don't think I'd be able to live with him behind glass or iron bars or strapped in a straitjacket or steeled down by a shock collar as he wandered zombie-like through the halls of some mental nut house. Will he have Schizophrenia as well? Will he see the people as he saw the Titans? As monsters? How will he feel to know his mother and father are still dead, or in the world somewhere with a different son?

"And you need to know / That you keep me up all night, all night"

His father chose his first wife over Eren's mother, what will Eren think of that? What if pristine doctor Grisha Jäger or warm-hearted Carla Jones no longer had memories of the lost past, the memories of what used to be? Have they been spared of the terror and agony of then?

"Oh, my heart hurts so good / I love you, babe, so bad, so bad, oh"

God, I hope so. "Corporal, we spotted land just ten meters away, sir!" Arlert informed me as I dropped the guitar into my lap and stopped strumming to listen to his words. Paradis. I shot up and placed my instrument into its case, shooting out of the door once it was encased and secure.

"Oh, my heart hurts so good / I love you, babe, so bad, so bad, oh"

I took the high-brand binoculars, a pair of AGM Global Vision NVG-40 Dual Tube Night Goggles slash Binocular Gen 2 plus Level 2 standard, and lifted them up to my shining silver eyes. I spotted the ruined, decaying docks of Paradis, and I felt tears shed from my orbs. I dropped the eyewear a second to wipe them away before looking through them again and scanning the premises of our old, lost world.

"So bad, oh / Oh, my heart hurt"

"It's home." I muttered, so quiet I barely felt the airy words leave my lips.

"It is, sir." Armin said beside me. Jean and Marco were behind him, hands on each of his thin shoulders. Marco wrapped his arms around his Omegas and held them as we approached the turf of land that once saw a century long war.

"Oh, my heart hurt / Oh, my heart hurt"

We loaded the small boats after setting down the anchor, and we rode the small waves to the shore. My legs shook as I stepped out of the drifting vessel, falling to my knees in the grainy sand. I clenched my fist into the sand and let it sink between my fingers, and as Erwin and Hanji joined me on the ground, they wrapped their arms around my shoulders and around each other, and we all cried into one another. For the first time in over two thousand years, I witnessed the most emotionally stable man, Erwin Smith, break down and cry as we thought unisonly, We are home.

"So bad, oh"

Chapter Text

Before we begin………

TP//Third Person POV

EJ//Eren Jäger

LA//Levi Ackerman

⚠️ANGST//GORE

🌺FLUFF

🔞MATURE CONTENT

🚫LANGUAGE

Warnings

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Cast By Order Of Appearance

Levi, Erwin, Hanji, Everyone Else

Point of view(s)

⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

Now let's go………

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⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

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Paradis

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Song — I'm Yours by Jason Mraz

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Well, you done done me, and you bet I felt it / I tried to be chill, but you're so hot that I melted

 

Me and my closest friends, my former commanding officers, all stand up from our positions on the ground, and we grasp each other's hands and walk forward, leading one another forward until we are running across terrain. The revving of an engine catch us off guard, and we stop.

I fell right through the cracks / And now I'm trying to get back / Before the cool done run out / I'll be giving it my bestest

Behind us, you sit in a Humvee with the passenger window open, Sasha's head peeking out as she waves us over. We step to the vehicle and climb into the back, eyeing the other Humvees behind us. Three of the trucks hold gas cans for the tan vehicles; five carry coolers and crates and boxes of all different sorts of food items; two bear tents and bedding materials and blow-up mattresses for our nightly stays; two more accommodate everyone's personal bags and cases of clothes and whatever else they had packed; one vehicle fit boxes of hygiene and cleaning products to last a long stay here. If we run out, we have plenty of gas to make it across to Eldia for a refill on supplies and gas for the vehicles and water vessel; the last two jeeps have the ODM gear strapped in, pieces that Pixis had modeled and made for us Scouts.

And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention / I reckon it's again my turn / To win some or learn some

I watch the scenery pass by for three full meals. Our rest stops consist us of all snacking, refueling on the second meal period, and stretching our legs. We catch sight of headquarters at third meal time and make leeway straight there once dinner is eaten. It is still standing, albeit the vines that scatter up the cobble walls. I have everyone clean before we pick out rooms. Mates roomed together, couples still in courtship stages also among the ones rooming together. I room alone, setting my full sized bed in the center of the room, placing my bags in the corner.

But I won't hesitate no more / No more it cannot wait, I'm yours / Hmm (Hey, hey)

I sleep for three hours straight before waking up with a terrified gasp, sweat licking down my forehead. I wipe it off with a cloth and dress into white skin tight jeans and a crisp white button-up. The leather bindings of the ODM gear wrap around my legs, down to my feet and up my thighs, crisscrossing my back over my shoulders and across my chest, a leather plate covering most of my backside. The leather skirt winds around my waist, and the gas canisters rest at my hips right under the blade holders, eight sleek razor blades slide in place of the slots on each hip. The triggers rest in my palms, and I hook them to the hip cartridges so I can wrap the tawny brown leather jackets and the forest green cape around my shoulders. Matching tawny brown leather knee high boots are in my hand as I creep through the halls.

Well, open up your mind and see like me / Open up your plans and, damn, you're free / And look into your heart, and you'll find love, love, love, love

I find myself outside in the fresh air, a soft breeze blowing through trees. I take hold of the triggers, check my tanks, and zip off. When I start to fly, it begins to feel like my whole rebirth had been a dream, and that I really am still in that trying era. I fly past and over and through tree branches, dodging full branches as I transfix myself to a single unknown destination. When I stop flying and I place my feet to the ground, I find myself at the lip of a cave. One cave I remember ordering a regime of soldiers to dig. We created this large whole in the hill, support beams made of stone and rotting wood keeping it up.

Listen to the music of the moment, people dance and sing / We're just one big family / And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved, love, love, love, loved

I walk in and lift the torch I had grabbed from my bag last second and shift it to shine against the dirt walls. Dirt litters to the floor, sifting from the ceiling, as I walk. I lift my hood and keep going forward until my feet stop. Looking up, I see eyes closed and brown hair swept back and a bellowing dark green cape frozen in time. I fall to my knees, clasp my hands together, and bow my head, praying to SIna and Maria and Rose that he live and come back home. To me. To us all waiting here for him.

So I won't hesitate no more / No more it cannot wait, I'm sure

⚔Time·Skip⚔

I stop praying after so long of sitting there, legs cramping and hands tired. I hear a rustle behind me and see Erwin and Hanji walking towards us. Tears once again come to my eyes. Erwin steps forward, eyes glued to the crystallized boy before him. I see salty tears blur his own vision, distorting the brunet.

There's no need to complicate / Our time is short / This is our fate, I'm yours

I stand to my feet and hold a hand out to them both. They both grab one and move closer, bowing their heads and resuming my prayer. I join them and bow my head, mumbling words in French as they do in English and Hanji's Spanish. We stand there for hours, the warm air eventually finding us as we stand shoulder to shoulder, repeating words over and over again. Words whisper over my lips before I fall silent, allowing Hanji and Erwin to finish.

A-do you, do, do, do you, but do you, do you, do, do, but do you want to come on? / Scooch on over closer, dear / And I will nibble your ear

When they fall silent with me, we raise our heads and sit down on the ground. The sounds of voices fill my head, and knowing the other two are silent, I drone them out, identifying them as my schizophrenia acting up and making me hear things. I hear Eren and Armin and Mikasa's voices all speaking. They are outside looking at the bright stars, dressed in their casual wears, talking about their dreams as one of seeing the ocean. The voices revert to their older selves, the sounds of the oceans as the background. I hear Armin talking about what lies in the depths, and Mikasa wading in as she watches the clouds, and Eren's voice as he stands knee deep and eyes the horizon.

A-soo da ba ba ba ba bum / Whoa, oh oh oh / Whoa, oh oh oh oh whoa whoa whoa / Uh-huh, hmm

His voice speaks of the future, freedom, war, how on the other side of the ocean was not the freedom they were searching for, but the war that was to come. It disappears when a hand touches my shoulder. Erwin is looking into my eyes with concern embedded in the deep blues. Hanji has a granola bar in her hand, held out towards me. I grab it robotically and peel it open, eating it in three bites. I wash it down with a bottle of water Erwin hands me, and then I sit down. I don't remember falling asleep, but I do wake up with my head in Erwin's lap and my feet in Hanji's lap, shoes off as he massages my sore heels and cramped toes.

I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror / And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer / But my breath fogged up the glass

I turn my eyes to him, watching silently as if expecting something. When nothing happened for three whole days, the rest of the regime that came with finally found us. They all gathered behind us, bowing their heads and praying in English and their heritorial languages. Tears shed after three more days of praying. Everyone is losing the little hope we have left. I'm barely holding on to the last thread. My schizophrenia and PTSD and insomnia and depression are all waging wars inside my head and heart, driving me crazy some nights. I've learned to live with all of this, though. After all, it's hard to vanish these disorders so easily.

And so I drew a new face and I laughed / I guess what I've been saying is there ain't no better reason / To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons / It's what we aim to do / Our name is our virtue

While praying I found Mikasa and Armin in the fringe of bodies, and I drag them all up to where me and Erwin and Hanji are at. Isabel and Farlan join us, and I bury myself into their arms. They didn't know Eren, but I know in my heart they love me, and since I trust Eren with my whole being, they trust him as well. Since I love him, they've come to love him, platonically. It makes me happy that they accept the little shit.

But I won't hesitate no more / No more it cannot wait, I'm yours / Well, open up your mind and see like me (I won't hesitate)

I cry and pray for two more days before we all move back to base. I change my clothes, feeling filthy, bathing in the creek behind HQ. I brush my teeth and eat a full meal and pack a bag and refuel my tanks before I leave. My tent and sleeping bag and pillow are tied to my bag, and I set up camp in the cave. 

Open up your plans and, damn, you're free (No more, no more) / And look into your heart, and you'll find that (It cannot wait) / The sky is yours (I'm sure there's no)

I spend my days there, muttering French until my stomach demands food and my body calls for sleep. I sleep a couple hours before waking to resume my soft mantras. I grew tired again after three hours according to my wristwatch. I roll out my makeshift bed and curl up inside, closing my eyes and falling into a slumber.

So please don't, please don't, please don't (No need, oh, now now) / There's no need to complicate (For the reggae, our time) / 'Cause our time is short (Is short, this) / This oh, this oh, this is our fate (Is our fate) / I'm yours, ha!

When I awake, I dig my computer out of my bag and power it up, eyeing the background wallpaper of the lifelike drawings of Eren myself and others had put together. I open my music library and start to play my most recent audio recording, picking up my guitar case and pulling out the instrument, tuning it before strumming along with the audio. I open my mouth and start singing, head rolling as I keep my eyes closed and sing to my heart's content. As I run my fingers over the wire strings, I feel a warmth in my heart, a swell of breath catches in my chest, and a flutter of emotions tingles in my belly. I sit with my back against a wall, and I watch him silently, his name a mere whisper as it falls delicately off my wet lips.

"Eren." 

Brr da ba mmm da ba bo mmm day / Na ch doo, doo ch doo, doo ch doo doo mmm doo doo / (Hey, hey) Oh, I'm yours, oh-oh, I'm yours / Oh-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh / Baby, do you believe I'm yours? / You best believe, you best believe I'm yours, hmm

Chapter Text

Before we begin………

TP//Third Person POV

EJ//Eren Jäger

LA//Levi Ackerman

⚠️ANGST//GORE

🌺FLUFF

🔞MATURE CONTENT

🚫LANGUAGE

Warnings

⚠️🌺

Cast By Order Of Appearance

Levi, Erwin, Hanji

Point of view(s)

⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

Now let's go………

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⛾Levi·Ackerman⛾

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Survey Corps Cave

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Song — So Ist Es Immer by Hiroyuki Sawano

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Die Stühle liegen sehr eng / Wir reden die ganze Nacht lang / Dieser niedrige Raum ist nicht schlecht / Wir können uns gut verstehen

The sounds of dripping water arouse me from my slumber, having me turn my face from my lap to what lay in front of me. I wasn't outside, so it wasn't rain water. I hadn't spilt my water, so it wasn't that either. When I looked to check on Eren, the sight befuddled me. The crystal trapping him in is melting. Slowly, but it's melting. I must have made a sound because the lump in the corner that was Hanji woke up and is currently watching the crystal with a memorized gaze. His large chocolate brown eyes brim with tears as he brushes a hand carefully across the rough surface of the quod. I stand up and pull him back, wrapping an arm around his waist as I press my own palm completely against it. I feel tears roll down, and I feel my shoulders shake to a wracking sob that hiccups through my entire body.

So ist es immer, unser Licht ist nur das / Trinken und singen wir, begrüßen morgen / So ist es immer, unterm riesigen Himmel / Leben wir zusammen, die Nacht ist lang

We both sat down on the ground, arms wound around one another like lifelines. We watched the crystal melt into nothing, slowly, for hours. When Erwin and you and the rest of the old and new Corps walked through the mouth of the cave, I checked my watch and saw that it was well past four o'clock, the time me and Hanji had promised to return to HQ to freshen up. I trained my eyes away from Eren long enough to see everyone gazing incredulously at the view before them. I went back to scouting the quod, squeezing Zoë's hand tightly as I pat his back and allowed him to continue crying in my shoulder.

Da die Sterne nicht leuchten / Kann der Mond auf diese Stadt nicht scheinen / Schauten wir das Licht selbst an / Singen wir unter dem Sternenmeer

We built a fire outside, roasting hotdogs on sticks. We slapped them in buns and smothered condiments on them as we headed back in to keep an eye on the soldier. We decided to camp here, sending a squad that included you back to HQ to inform the rest that were still there what was happening. By mid morning the next day, Eren's crystal bird was thawed a quarter ways, and a large refugee camp had been built outside. Hanji retreated to his tent where Petra was waiting for him with a smile and warm tea. Erwin and you, as well as Jean and Marco and Armin, and the rest of the couplings, moved to their tents when night hit. I rolled out my own sleeping bag, laying my pillow vertically across the top before I got comfortable. The lantern beside me is dim, shadows from the quod darkening the walls.

Chairs so close and room so small / You and I talk all the night long / Meagre this space but serves us so well / We comrades have stories to tell

My eyes fluttered tiredly against my cheekbones, and I surrendered to the darkness, thinking maybe, just maybe, I'll get to see him in the morning.

⚔Time.Skip − 9.13·AM⚔

The dripping had stopped sometime in the night, having me sit awake for the rest of the night. I passed out a time or two, but then the sound of a body hitting the floor caught me off guard. I shot to my feet, a pocket knife in my hand as if my training from the lost memories had resurfaced and readied me for battle. I turned a 360, seeing nothing out of the ordinary, until I refaced the main reason I was in this hollow, unearthed hole in the side of the mountain. Eren's transparent quod was nowhere in sight. Instead, a body lay underneath where it used to be, the liquidized crystal evaporating into nothing all around him.

And it's always like that in the evening time / We drink and we sing when our fighting is done / And it's always so we live under the burnt clouds / Ease our burden, long is the night

I dropped the knife to the ground, lips and hands trembling as my eyes watered and spilled. I stepped slowly towards the still figure, legs barely holding me up as I fell to my knees at his side. My first thought was to roll him onto his back. My second thought was to check for a pulse. I held up my forefinger and middle finger, pressing them against his pulsepoint at his throat. A steady thwump-thwump beat against the pads of my fingers, and a cry hit the air as I nuzzled his neck. I felt his chest rise and fall against my forehead, and I cried out again. I purred, marking his skin with my scent. It wasn't until I was rubbing my face against his throat that I realized he had an Alpha's scent.

Just as no stars can be seen / We are stars and we'll beam on our town / We must all gather as one / Sing with hope and the fear will be gone

I moaned happily, licking the gland I found. I heard footsteps near us as I grabbed a wrist and marked it with my scent as well. I finished with both appendages and took to hugging his form, lifting him until I was supporting his weight with my own. Some sort of motherly instinct had me wiping the dirt from his cheeks, and I inwardly cringed at the filth in his hair. I immediately wanted to bathe him, but Mikasa and Armin were joining in on my little hug, and soon almost everyone was smothering me. I almost choked on an arm that was strangling me, but I escaped and held onto him like a lifeline.

Die Stühle liegen sehr eng / You and I talk all the night long / Dieser niedrige Raum ist nicht schlecht / We comrades have stories to tell

Eren is my lifeline, and I'm sure a lot of the people here have become aware of it. I mentally noted that some of them owed me an apology for trying to give up on something that I wholeheartedly believed in. Erwin and Farlan and Jean especially. I know Farlan didn't really mean it all wholeheartedly, but he still needs to know that he hurt me. "Get off me, now! You're strangling me, dammit!" I shouted to everyone around me, causing an unexpected sound to sputter in my arms.

So ist es immer, that in the evening time / We drink and we sing when our fighting is done / So ist es immer, we live under the burnt clouds / Ease our burden, long is the night

I looked down as everyone left me, and it hit me that maybe only I heard it, that it was only in my head. But when he made that sound again, I cursed everything and everyone for the tears in my eyes. I've cried more times in this lifetime than I ever thought to cry in my lost memories. Eren's eyes were fluttering, a peak of sea glass and cinnamon before they disappeared behind forests of chocolate brown lashes and eyelids. Lips were gaping slowly, a mix of a silent gasp and a croon airing out across my shoulder where his head rest. I purred as the croons continued to whisper to me, answering his call. Everyone behind me waited (im)patiently as I rubbed his cheek with a palm, calling to him to open his eyes and wake up. And then large sea glass green and cinnamon brown eyes flashed open, and they met my slate grey irises in a mix consternation and disarray.

Da die Sterne nicht leuchten / We are stars and we'll beam on our town / Schauten wir das Licht selbst an / Sing with hope and the fear will be gone

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Before we begin………

I watched his eyes dim just a bit as he finally quelled. His sea glass green and cinnamon brown eyes blinked a few times, and his mouth opened to speak, gently this time instead of the fearfully loud tone from before. "Where am I? What happened? Why am I not dead? I thought I wasn't going to wake up from that." With no knowledge of Latin, I didn't know what he said, but since I had learned German in university when I was learning Music, I spoke to him like that, hoping he still knew that language. "Can you understand me, Eren?" Back then I called him Eren. Eren, Jäger, brat, little shit, cadet. But 'Eren' was the most used name I used for him. He nodded, sighing in what I think of as some sort of relief. "You're in the infirmary. It's not like then, but it's the same room we used back then, in the Titan Era. It's 20××, there are no more Titans, but all of our friends and family is here and alive. Well, our moms are actually not here, but I know where they are. We just need to get you settled, teach you English, and then I'm taking you home."

I witnessed tears become welling in his eyes, and they all started to cry. I was put in charge of lineup duty, having everyone back off so that everyone else could have a chance at reuniting with him. It was a cry-fest, everyone sobbing into one another or into Eren's body as they smiled airily. I eventually ordered them all to "eat your morsels before I have you running laps around the grounds until dusk!". They scrambled to their places, chatting lively with each other as they ate their bacon, garbage omelets, and sausage link breakfast. I led Eren to a table where out plates sat, Hanji and Erwin and Squad Levi the first and Squad Levi the second all sat smiling encouragingly at the boy, two empty spots side by side, right in front of Hanji and Petra who sat beside each other grasping hands.

And swim every ocean/ Just to be with you / And fix what I've broken / 'Cause I need you to see / That you are the reason