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❥part 1 levi path CONGRATULATIONS YOU CHOSE THE EREN PATH! You just exit from the shower, steamy. Entering your bedroom. Ring! Ring! Whilst you're drying your hair. The phone vibrates angrily. Going to your bedroom. There are the flashing images on your phone. Eren is calling you, you rush over. Catapulting onto your soft bed, you fiddle with the phone. “Okay, you can do this [First]. It's just Eren. Eren who's just really cute, but you've got this,” you give yourself a pep talk in hasty whispers. Your sweaty hands answer. “Hey, [First]! Sooo.... Are we still on,” he says excited. You play with your towel,

❤ At 7AM you commute to work. It's nothing special, just apart of your routine. The train-station quietly works away. The clicks of people's shoes doesn't bother you while you're listening to your favourite track. You nuzzle your nose into your scarf. You pause. The spiralling columns was reminisce of older art styles. It flowed upwards to meet the faces of statues. A smiling cherub, beautifully detailed. There were other elements to this train station. The art-deco doors, intricate, and brilliantly golden. Next to the ticket-machine, it is small to this limbo world. You breathed in the wafting of hot-coffee, freshly-printed newspap

The dining hall was bustling with talk and laughter as your eyes scanned the room. The table you were sitting at was quiet for the most part (other than Sasha smacking her lips loudly as she chewed or the idle chatter coming from a few people on the opposite end of the table). You let out an exasperated sigh and rested your cheek against the palm of your hand. This blew. Every night was the same; same old boring soup and potatoes, same old people in the dining hall, hell, you were all even wearing the same uniform! Your eyes were half lidded as you continued to gaze in the distance at the table on the other side of the room. You noticed Chri

Weather report for snow on channel four, The Polar Express on channel eleven, Charlie Brown showing on thirteen; my TV is just on full holiday mode today. Nonchalantly, I stared straight ahead at the screen as my finger aimlessly pressed the same button on the remote. Through my peripheral, I could see a flash of black as Rivaille threw his dark blazer over his shoulder. “I’m leaving now.” He called out. “Okay.” I replied, never taking my eyes off the screen. He paused mid-step and spoke again. “I’ll be staying out pretty late tonight.” “Alright. Just call me when you get home.”

On a warm summer afternoon, momentary peace had spread throughout the headquarters of the Scouting Legion. Each member held their breath, awaiting the new addition to their family. Tiny wails of a newborn filled the infirmary where three women occupied. “It’s a boy!” Hanji excitedly declared and held the baby in front of me. I gave a weak smile in return, exhausted from the hours of labor. The child retained his father’s jet-black hair yet, kept large (e/c) eyes like mine. “Hey there,” I greeted the small bundle of joy in Hanji’s arms. “Come on now, smile for mama.” The baby ceased its

This was a vast forest area where the leaves rustled against each other in the wind. It was still and within the stillness, I could feel the rush of crimson blood dripping from the multiple wounds on my body. Pathetic, how I could barely lift a finger. It was apparent that I was dying. However, Eren, my comrade who’s been with me since the beginning of our journey as soldiers, kneeled by my near-lifeless form as he refused to believe the obvious. “You should leave now. Who knows when the Titans will find us.” I barely wheezed out. “No. I’m not leaving you here.” His answer was short and definite. &ldqu

To be completely honest with you, working at a convenience store has its perks. I’ll admit that about sixty percent of the time, this job is more boring than watching your grandma slowly count out a hundred dollars in change, but for the remaining percentage of time, this job is definitely amusing. I work from Tuesday to Saturday each week and I get off work at 9 on weekdays and 2 in the morning on Saturday. As you can probably guess, Fridays and Saturdays are the most interesting days for me, what with college and high school students out of school and partying all night. Believe me, I’ve encountered a few close calls. One time,

“Congratulations (f/n), another F.” My math teacher sneered as he handed me another failed math test of mine. “At this rate, you’ll be repeating this course next year as well.” “Glad to hear that, sir. I sure do enjoy seeing you every day of my life.” I pitched in with sarcasm. He scowled and waved me off. At the end of the class period, I crumpled up the test and threw it in the trash. I don’t need a piece of paper to remind me how much I hate this subject. “Guess what dear?” My mother excitedly spoke as I walked into the house after school. “We’ve hired another tutor

“Ah! I’m so late!” I cursed and grabbed my keys. My parents had left me with the responsibility of picking up my little sister from her daycare. I came home an hour ago from school and the whole ordeal had totally slipped my mind. I was most likely speeding the whole way to the daycare but I really couldn’t care less. My poor baby sister, alone, by herself, waiting for her big sis to come pick her up, was all that occupied my mind. By the time I pulled up at the parking lot, it was empty save for a couple other cars that most likely belonged to the staff. From what I could remember, my sister’s room was the thi

"Corporal knows French?" You stared at Connie incredulously, you jaw slightly agape. Connie, satisfied with your response, leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. A shit-eating grin spread across his face, and he responded with a haughty tone: "Eyup. I heard him the other day, he was cursing in french at something that had gotten on his boot." Beside you, Reiner chuckled, the sound deep and low and reverberating up your spine. "Yeah right, Connie, you little weasel. How do we know you aren't lying?" Connie sat forward, his face enraged. "I'm not lying!" he exclaimed. "It's true!!" Jean looked less than convinced. "Re