#&&. { Books are windows of the soul // ZEKE }

[jjkeremika]

AoT men favorite places with you

description: AoT men’s favorite place to be intimate with you

pairing: Eren, Jean, Connie, Reiner, Porco, Levi, Erwin, Armin, Zeke, Bertolt // x reader

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Eren

• prefers public places, not well hidden, like fingering you under the table or having you suck him off behind the racks at restaurants and shops

• risky, likes the thrill of potentially being caught, swears the adrenaline makes you look and sound sexier

• loves sucking on your neck and leaving hickeys, bites your shoulders enough to leave a visible mark for days

• shushes you while he strokes your hair, tells you that you need to be more quiet when you swallow him whole, that you need to bite your lip when he rocks his hips

Jean

• at home, in the kitchen, while prepping for dinner or while baking desserts

• likes lifting you onto the countertop, kissing and fondling you until his preset timers are going off

• always takes his shirt off before putting the apron on, just in case he spills something on it anyway

• smacks you with a spatula or wooden spoon when you walk by, threatens to do it again when you squeal

• watches you lick the batter off your finger with dilated pupils and starts palming his erection through the apron, staring at your lips the whole time

Connie

• well if it wasn’t the arcade, it wasn’t anywhere but home

• hes winning prizes and tickets at every game, smiling and handing you the gifts to keep, smacking your ass and kissing your cheek intermittently

• sometimes asks you to blow on his hands before ski-ball or air-hockey for good luck

• reminds you of that when he asks you to blow on his cock later, behind the pac-man operator, when he’s unzipping his jeans and you’re dropping to your knees

• sometimes will push up against you from behind, pushing your hips into the game as you play, as he teaches you

Reiner

• rents cabins so you two can be conpletely alone because he loves to hear you scream, and doesn’t want a soul to hear or see you (only him)

• likes you on your hands and knees, his hand roughly pulling your hair

• situates you so both of you are facing the wide window, overlooking the natural scenery as his hips slap against yours

• smirks at you in the reflection in the window, blows kisses when you both make eye contact in it

Porco

• could always find him hanging out under the bleachers, and he greets you with open arms and a big kiss each time

• wraps his jacket around you when he takes your shirt off; puts your shirt over his backpack so it doesn’t touch the ground

• holds you so close and so tight, protects your head with his hand if you two get too close to the metal benches

• loves the rattle of the bleachers when you grab onto the metal bars or benches as he fucks into you from behind

Levi

• hates doing it in bathrooms and kitchens

• prefers taking you to expensive hotels with clean sheets and fluffy towels, usually rents a room with two large beds so you can rest and relax on spotless sheets

• cleaning up is his favorite part, lapping up your streams of fluid from your thighs like a parched dog

• loves shoving his cock down your throat when he’s about to orgasm, loves feeling and watching you swallow his cum, enjoying everything more thoroughly with the knowledge that he doesn’t have to dirty a towel

Erwin

• back of the car, like you’re both hormone-crazed teenagers who can’t keep their hands off each other

• has a huge car, so sprawling you out into any position isn’t an obstacle

• always wraps his tie around his wrist, dangling it slightly, and sometimes sharply slaps it against your ass

• plays music through the speakers every time, always drives to the ocean or the lake

• likes the visual of you beneath him, his cock pushed between your breasts

Armin

• likes to be in private, at home BUT the back room at the public library comes quite close

• works there part time, so acquiring the room was easy, and there was something about seeing you amongst unbound books that evoked something inexplicable within him

• loves when you bend over him like an open book, especially when you’re asking him to lick you out while you suck him off

• always reminds you to be quiet when he’s louder than you are

Zeke

• likes to take you to plays and musicals and theaters and operas, “to enjoy the sounds and symphonies of art,” he’d say

• his hand is crawling up your thigh before intermission, tracing the tights pattern up your skirt

• hides the playwright over your lap so those in neighboring seats can’t gawk (but he also kind of likes it when they do)

• rushes you to the bathroom during intermission, hiking up your skirt and ripping a hole in the crotch of your tights

Bertolt

• plays basketball, so meeting him in the locker room after practice is the routine

• explores different positions on the benches and in the showers with you, bending you over it or holding you up

• loves holding your butt cheeks like two globes, moaning every time he compares his hand and dick sizes to the size of your ass

• blushes when he sees you at his games because he knows what will happen later in the locker room, what you’ve both practiced for

[rubywithecat]

Aot characters when you accidentally swear "fu*k you"

sammary: You swear accidentally in front of them.

warning: slightly mature contents

characters: eren, armin, levi, reiner, zeke, porco, erwin

Eren

You were so tired after the mission and just wanted to relax. But then one of your teammate just came to tell you like there is another mission in urgent. You are so so exhausted and accidentally swore like "omg f*ck that!" And Eren who was next to you heard it and looking at you in his eyes wide open. You just awkwardly smile him back and felt so embarassed when he gave you back a small dirty smirk.

Armin

You were hurriedly eating during your short breaktime. Suddenly the bell rang and you had to go back but your food wasn't finished yet so you told yourself like 'I really hate it! F*ck you whoever rang the bell!" And then you realized Armin was sitting beside you, and he is now starring at you. You starred him back and asked him "What??" and he replied "Ahh-- nothing... nothing at all" but you could scene that he really wanna laugh. Your face turned red and you just ran away. "I will remember that (y/n)!" he yelled and you could hear from outside. You can't help but smile and blushed.

Levi

You were cleaning the windows because levi told you to and you couldn't deny him so you just have to put up with it. "F*ck you! I joined scout not the cleaning service or anything like that" you said as you knew no one would be in the room. "Who do you mean?" you heard a similar voice. Your heart sank. IT IS LEVI STANDING BEHIND YOU! You slowly turned around your head and gave him a grumpy smile as you said "Levi heichou???" And he just stand there still and looked at you like you almost felt that your soul left. "W-why are you here?" you asked as you just want to dig a hile and disappear right away. After a while he answered "That's none of your business brat" as he went to sit on sofa and you just continued to work but later when you looked at him again you caught him already looking at you. So you smiled at him and do the work back and again you saw levi still looking at you. You smiled back him again. Then he started to speak. "You know what-- Let's do as you say, cadet?" he said as he suspiciously smiled. "I just said f*ck--" you said as you realized "omg no!"

Reiner

You were carrying lots of books in your hand and struggling to balance it and Reiner bumped into you. "Oh my gosh! F*ck you dude!" you said as you didn't realized it was Reiner. You bent down to collected them and he helped you out. You looked up him and you were so embarassed. "Reiner?" you gasped. He slightly smirked at you and told you "I didn't know you would swear" You were so embarassed. "I- I didn't mean to" you replied as you quickly got up. He pinned you to the wall. "Do as you say then" he whispered as he touched your skin playfully. You are so blushing and then the rest is as you could imagine. ;))

Zeke

Someone threw you with a baseball from behind. You thought it was your friend so you swore her "F*ck you! Don't do that!" without looking back. "But I will always get revange" you giggled and threw the ball back to that person. And you were so amazed as it was Zeke when you turned back! "What are you doing here, Yeager-sama??" you asked him in shock. He just smirked at you and came closer to you. "You know what happened if you insult an honored marleyan?" he said as he garbbed your waist. "But you are lucky that I like you. Among all the warrior candidate, you just caught my attention and I want you" he mumbled as he kissed your neck. You just lost all your words and couldn't believe what just happened.

Porco

You were not in a good mood after the failed mission. You are so mad at yourself and then Porco knocked at your door. "Not now Porco! I'm not in the good mood!" you shouted at him but still he brusted in. "Oh my god! Didn't I tell you not to mess with me this time?! Leave me alone! F*ck you! F*ck everyone!" you yelled and suddenly you couldn't help but you found yourself crying. Tears flows from your eyes helplessley. Surprisingly Porco hugged you. "I never thought you would swear like that" he giggled. "But it is the best to let all your feeling out. I'm always here for you" You were so surprised that he could suddenly be so warm. You just felt safe with him. You cried on his shoulder until you felt better.

Erwin

Hange told you to deliver some papers to Erwin's office. You went in and he seemed so busy so you just decided to put it on the other table not distrubing him and then when you stepped forward you almost slipped because of the water spilled there. "Oh f*ck it!" you whispered. Erwin glanced at you from other side. "What did you just say?" he asked. You laughed awkwardly. "I didn't say anything. Did I?" He smiled in not innocent way. "I heard you swear. I don't think it is appropriate to swear in front of your upper, does it?" he said. You looked at him and shook your head. "Good" he stood up. "What should I do to you about that?" he asked as he came closer to you.

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(Hi! This had been in my draft for a long time and also I have a lot of unfinished work because I was doubting myself whether I should post or not :'' Anyway Thanks you all for reading and supporting! <3)

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[oxygenbefore1775]

ah yes 139 days till Hallowen, a perfect time for

AoT Warriors as ghosts

basically headcanons for if Warriors became ghosts and spent their afterlife in a haunted house that's a tourist attraction and is also frequently visited by paranormal investigators

so something like unsolved supernatural stuff if you know what im talking about

tw: mentions of death (cuz they obv died to become ghosts), some mild harm (scratching and pinching), some religious elements (holy water and crucifiction) and interactions with them

anyways enjoy

Annie

passive ghost

when tourists or paranormal investigators are inside the house, she tries to avoid them

has a room assigned to her where she usually spends her time hiding from visitors

doesn't like other ghost warriors in her room - not to mention living people

her room has cold spots and visitors often feel uneasy when inside

tolerates visitors in her room to some extent - until they decide to to move her stuff around

literally the moment someone stupid enough reaches to touch a book on the table, Annie scratches their hand

doesn't stop scratching and pinching until the said book is returned to its former location

Bertholdt

the nicest out of the all ghost warriors

is shy though

tails behind a group of visitors but never gets close or else they would feel his presence

wouldn't make contact via spirit-box or ouija board

i mean, he tried to say "Hello" into the spirit-box once

but it turned out sounding like a perverted moan and he was super embarassed about it and refused to do this ever again

if one of the visitors leaves a fun activity like a bouncy ball or something, he will interact with it like rolling the ball around

waves the group of visitors goodbye as they leave the house

Colt

talkative ghost

is the only ghost in the house whose name is actually known

tour guides greet him every time before starting the tour

likes to interact with ouija board and gives elaborate answers

mainly does it because of the offerings (food etc.) that are put on the board before each seance

spills the beans about each ghost in the house

is afraid of holy water because he thinks it's gonna hurt him

thinks that paranormal investigators are mean because of their constant demands and requests to do something

Pieck

naughty ghost

can manipulate electricity

likes to fuck with the paranormal investigators by turning off their flashlights and plunging them into darkness

if there's a tour around the house, she picks a person who seems to be the most afraid and makes it her mission to scare the shit out of them

usually does it by whispering something into their ear or passing right through them so they feel cold

pinches the butt cheeks of people she finds cute

one time she pushed a person too hard and they fell down the flight of stairs

because of this the staff had to put out a sign about the potential danger of the haunted house

Porco

grumpy ghost

very upset about the fact that he is stuck in this house forever

actually tried to leave property but couldn't cuz he is tied to this place

slams the doors

likes to listen to conversation of visitors and sometimes chuckles if he finds a joke funny and his chuckle sounds like a random puff of air

his touch is actually hot (not cold like for other ghosts)

his presence is known through the smell of hair spray

hates the sound of the spirit-box and shouts at it in attempts to scare paranormal innvestigators off and assert dominance

Reiner

mysterious ghost

no living soul knows about his existence

is glad about his untimely death because he finally gets to have some rest

spends his time in bedrooms or in the rooms with no windows

sometimes leaves vague imprints of his body on the beds or huge imprints of his ass (with distinguishable asscrack) on the couches

when paranormal investigators are staying in the house overnight, he likes to watch them sleep

Zeke

cocky ghost

thinks it's stupid to believe in ghosts (even though he is one)

doesn't like tourists in the house and prefers to sit the tours out in the basement

is pumped when the paranormal investigators are visiting the house

doesn't interract with spiritual objects like ouija board

because it's benath him to even entertain the idea that this stuff actually works

likes the spirit-box and inspects all the gadgets that the investigators bring to the house

completely ignores the questions of investigators and leads his own line of dialogue via the spirit-box

[lunaekalenda]

I'm sorry for sending yet ANOTHER request, I just love your writing so much 😭

What about Soulmate AU where you can feel the pain your soulmate feels?

The reader is Zeke's soulmate even though she's from Paradis and with the Scouts, so she definitely feels the pain when Levi decapitates Zeke (he killed Zeke before the rumbling begins).

(I was thinking of this as platonic levi x reader? The Soulmate thing is with Zeke just to be more dramatic 😂)

hiii!! omg thank you so much! also your ideas are really cool, and i’m really happy to see your user on my requests!! <3 i hope you like it <3

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❁ levi x reader, zeke x female!reader (kind of ??)

❁ death, spoilers from the manga, blood, again swearing against zeke lol, canon violence, non canon events!!!! btw sasha is alive because sasha <3

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You feel small punctures on your hands. Again. It’s been a whole day feeling them, as if you are squeezing needles in your hands. It was harmful and really uncomfortable, but when you looked at your hands, they were smooth, without a cut. 

“That’s because is your soulmate who’s getting hurt there.” Hange told you, once you found them out of their tent. They were holding a book, and Moblit was following them, carrying some more. Hange looks at you, their gaze low, looking directly to your hands. “Anyway, whoever your soulmate is, is probably making you regret all your training period.” You laugh. You were specially headstrong during the training. It didn’t care how many times you fell or how many wounds you got. You kept training and fighting without a break. Maybe your soulmate felt all that pain too.

In the other side of the map, Zeke Jaeger is crushing rocks with his hands. The little fragments of broken rocks make cuts on his hands. He clenches his jaw and throws them, hitting some enemies. He feels Porco’s titan fast steps behind, probably trying to break the machines. Also Pieck’s fighting near him, as usual. He feels all his body tired and the blood in his hands is starting to get dry. But he keeps fighting. Maybe that’s why destiny made him your soulmate.

Sometimes, you can’t even differentiate if you’re feeling bad or if he is the one feeling bad. Your bodies are connected in a way that even biology can’t explain. But, considering that you never met - or so do you think.- it's kind of weird. Having a soulmate wasn’t rare, half of the population has it. You’re meant to find each other and be together. You walk back to your barricade, thinking about it. Maybe he’s one of the Corps soldiers. Someone who might be very resistant to pain. Someone strong and...

“Oi, have you seen Hange?” Levi asks. He’s in front of you, and he has some books in his hands. It seems like he’s helping Hange as well. You look behind you, where Hange was a minute earlier. They're gone.

"They were here a couple of seconds aho, but I guess they moved..." You saw Levi was looking behind him, to a table full of books. You guessed that all those heavy books were the ones Levi and Hange were moving. You take some of them as well. "It's not necessary..." he says, but you're taking four books now. Walking again towards him, you look around, searching Hange and Moblit.

"Didn't they told you were they are moving the books?" Levi sighed before clicking his tongue.

"That four eyes... They didn't say anything about it because I told them to leave the war room free for new reunions, so they moved all theyr shit." he says. The books are heavy and he has been holding them for a time now, so he's kinda edgy. He walks towards a tent in the sand, near the one where the Special OPs squad sleep. Connie was out of the tent, looking at the sea. Behind him, Sasha was taking care of a bouquet of white roses.

Pain hitted you like a train, literally. Zeke's body was so tired that the train hitted his titan's legs, making him and you feel the pain. You fell, crying of the high level of dolor. Levi left the books near you, on the floor, and Sasha and Connie walked fast toward you. You were there, feeling like your legs got crushed. Levi took your boots out easily, and, looking at you for consent, raised your pants to the knee. Your legs where perfect, as always. You couldn't stop crying. Even when Levi, a total hater of affection and physical contact, started to massage them carefully. Sasha took some cold water from the sea on a jar, and put the cold metal jar on your muscles, trying to ease the pain. Connie gave you potable water.

In Marley, Zeke was also feeling a lot of pain. His legs were totally crushed and smashed because of the fucking train. He knows that his human form will repair his muscles once he's out of the titan, so that's why, searching Porco's company, he leaves the titan's body. Porco covers him while his intern muscles get easily cured. In Paradis, your legs start to feel a bit better, and you're able to feel something more than pain on them. Something like the smooth touch of the Captain. Levi keeps massaging them, doing little circles and looking at you.

"Are you feeling better?" he asks. You nod. "What happened?"

Since everybody respects someone who has a soulmate, Levi is not different to the rest. Once he knows that you have a soulmate, you'll have 0 opportunities with him. Even knowing that he probably doesn't feel the same for you, having that little unknow will play at your favor. If he does feel something, you'll just ignore all the pain your soulmate is giving you. After all, you two are people with different lives and nothing more than a stupid bond between you. You have no affection towards him because you don't know who he is, to begin with. And, also. maybe the feelings you have developed for the Captain doesn’t let you think about any other person. 

At least from now.

“Yes, yes. Thanks, Captain.” he shakes his head, as if he was saying that you shouldn’t thank him. 

“Your pain has been increasing lately, doesn’t it?” he asks, in a whisper. It’s normal for him to care about you, after all you’re one of his soldiers. You move your legs. They just feel heavy, but the pain has been gone. “You should rest here a bit. I’ll call Connie . He’ll make you company while the meal isn’t ready.”

Levi lefts the tent quick. You have been here stuck for months now, after you killed all the titans left in the island. You know there’s a bigger enemy than the colossus humans that killed a lot of your comrades and friends. You remember once the pain was so bad, like if someone had cut your arms and legs and then just put a thunderspear on your abdomen. And it exploded. You were conscious of every single organ of your body. You were unable to walk for a week. Your soulmate was really fast healing, so you have the belief that he is a titan. No doubt.

Ha, you’re bonded with a titan shifter. What if that one is the one that Levi promised to kill?

You shake your head when Connie enters.

“Oh, wow, you look better!” he says. You smile at him and he sits near to you. Connie is basically your best friend here, and he was always trying to make you feel better. 

“Yes, I’m feeling way better.” you answer. Connie gives you a glass of water, “Thanks.”

“Your soulmate must be having fun, doesn’t he?” Connie and Hange were the only ones you told that you’ve probably a soulmate, but lately, the magnitude of the pain that man has to resist was a really obvious indicator of your bond. Probably, the Captain also knows it just because of intuition.

“He definitely is. for sure.” You say, after drinking all the glass. Connie puts it on a near table. You let out a sigh. “Y/N, listen, maybe you should tell the Captain. Like, he’s the Captain of our squad. What if your soulmate looses an arm and you fell in the middle of a battle?” But you don’t want to leave the Corps. They are your family, your most treasured ones. 

“But I don’t want to leave...” you whisper. Connie sighs and looks at the front, through the window.

“You don’t have to leave. Just work here, as a healer, or...”

“I want to fight. With you all. I don’t want to make Levi lose another soldier. We’re just seven on his squad. He needs all the people capable to follow his pace.” It was true. Armin, Mikasa, Jean, Connie, Sasha and you, with Levi, are the most capable soldiers of the army. That’s why all of you are in the Special Ops squad. 

Later, Jean brought you the dinner. It took you a bit to start to train again, and time passed. Eren announced the rumbling, and Levi told you all the plans for the mission. 

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"Just execute the plan. We just have to stop the rumbling, even if that means killing Eren." The plan made all your comrades uncomfortable. Specially the ones that suffered with him all this time, those who saw him grow and express his ideals. That’s what you were thinking when, time later, you’re fighting hand to hand with the squad. Titans are everywhere and you only can see blood and hear screams. Jean is near Pieck and there’s a weird sensation growing up in your chest. Like if you knew what was about to happen to your soulmate. Levi was behind you. A big stalactite can be seen, at a figure seems to be on top of it. A blonde boy you met, knowing that he was a shifter. You can see him from Falco's titan's back.

Maybe he is your soulmate?

If someone kills him and your supposition is true, that means you’ll be in problems. 

Levi looks at him, his gaze full of anger. He goes near him, using the ODMS and, taking out his blades, before you could react, he decapitates him.

You felt like your soul was about to leave your body, how your head hurts so much that it seems like it was about to fell off your shoulders. You can’t breath and your lungs seem to stop working. Levi comes back and found you screaming of pain.

“y/n!” he yelled. Taking you with him, he puts you again on Falco’s titan back. You search his eyes, lying down on the soft back of the titan.

“He... was m-my... soulmate.” Levi opened his eyes with horror.

“I’m so sorry, I... I didn’t know that.” he says.

“I didn’t either.” You say, but your voice was breaking because of the pain screams. You hold your head, like if you wanted to avoid it from getting parted away from your body. It hurts so much.

Levi holds your head softly. Your neck feels really bad, but it is starting to heal slowly.

“Sorry.” he whispers. “I didn’t want to hurt you in any way.” It was okay. No one knew that Zeke, the man that he promised to kill, was your soulmate. So it was not his fault. Your face is full of tears, but you show him a little smile.

“It’s okay. After all, we weren't mean to be together.”

“I’m sure you’ll find a better man.” he says, while Falco keeps flying.

I hope so, you think, while his warm hands caress your hair, trying to make all that pain disappear.

[apocalypseornaw]

Always be Yours-6

Word Count: 3,105

Story Summary: Inspired by the 2 part I did of the same title. Follows Dean and reader through season 9 into season 10

Chapter Summary: Cas runs across a case so you and Dean go to check it out

Warnings: usual fighting and cursing. Mention of suicide

Kevin finally emerged from his room to say he’d had some big breakthrough with the angel tablet so you, Dean and Sam followed him into the library and watched as he unloaded his arm load of notes onto the tables. You stepped forward and picked up one of the sheets then glanced at Sam and held it out as Dean picked up a few sheets and looked them over as well “Kev, sweetie your big news is that you translated the tablet into doodles?”

“It’s cuneiform” he corrected and when neither of you seemed to understand what he meant he further explained “I hit a wall translating the tablet into english but I found an ancient codex linking the angel script to proto-elamite cuneiform and I was able to translate the tablet and the footnotes into elamite which is..” “Doodles?” Dean guessed and Kevin sighed “It’s extinct”

“Well can you read it?” Sam asked and you tried not to let the disappointment show on your face when Kevin’s answer was “No one can. Scholars have tried for centuries” “So it’s a dead end” you pushed as Dean sat down in the chair you’d been leaning on the back of but Kevin shook his head “Not quite. Now most proto-elamite is abstract but I was able to decipher one phrase from Metatron’s footnotes..falling angels” Dean looked over his shoulder at you then at Sam who said “Ok, so the footnotes refer to Metatron’s spell?” “Maybe?” Kevin shrugged and you let out a breath. Maybe didn’t get you any closer to a solution for Cas or anyone else for that matter. 

Sam nodded then walked over to a shelf of books “Well maybe if we can decipher the footnotes then we can reverse the spell..” “and punt those winged dicks back to heaven” Dean finished and you shook your head at his choice of words but they were dicks for trying to hurt Cas for something he hadn’t really known would happen. “Well, where do we start?” you asked and Sam started handing out from the stack of books he’d plucked off the shelf “Research” 

You took the book he offered you and pulled the chair out next to Dean “So we comb through the library, see if we can find anything else on elamite?” Sam nodded then sat down next to Kevin with two books. Dean cut his eyes at you then read the title of the book Sam had passed him “Zimmerman’s encyclopedia of extinct languages: volume one. Adai to atakapa.. How many volumes are there?” “Twenty four” Kevin replied and you tried to hide your laugh with a cough when Dean groaned at his answer.

You were flipping through volume three when Dean’s phone rang. You glanced up when he stood up and walked away from the table but when Sam looked your way you quickly turned your attention back to the book in your hands. 

A few minutes passed before Dean walked back over and tapped his phone on the table to get all of your attention “Cas has a case in Rexford. Four missing, presumed dead. Strange substance at the scene. Sounds worth checking out” “Ok? So what flavor of weird is he thinking?” you asked but Dean shrugged “He didn’t say” “Who’s going because Kev needs help with the research” you spoke not glancing up until he said “Why don’t you? We worked pretty well in the hospital together against the angels and Sam's better at the research side anyways” you looked at him then at Sam for help but Sam bless his pretty little head simply shrugged.

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You sat in the passenger side of the impala trying your best to act as if you weren’t alone with Dean. “Why can’t we see Cas?” you finally asked and he shook his head “He’s catnip for angels” “Yeah and we left Zeke at the bunker inside Sammy in case you forgot.. Hell we’re catnip for angels from what went down at the hospital and in Detroit. I want to at least check on him. Please?” You weren’t above begging and knew you struck a cord with Dean when you said please. He sighed “Fine. If we can find him, we’ll check on him. Ok?” “Thank you” you replied and reached over to turn up the radio.

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Dean stopped a little way out of Rexford for you both to change into your fed suits. The most recent crime scene was a cabin so that’s where you headed first. 

When you rolled on scene the entire place was still taped off and crawling with cops. You grabbed your ID then followed Dean since he was the one to call ahead and talk to the sheriff.

He met the two of you at the tape and waved a deputy off “This is Agent Ermey and Agent Speight” you and Dean both nodded to the deputy then followed the sheriff. “So four missing?” you asked but the sheriff clarified “Four dead. Just got confirmation” You looked towards Dean who asked “Any common threads you can think of?” “Well Joe in there had the suicide hotline on speed dial. The gal before him was a shut in, had enough antidepressants in her medicine cabinet to stock a pharmacy. The first victims were a married couple out of Sugar City, pretty much a walking billboard for no-fault divorce” “Were they all basket cases?” Dean asked with that bluntness of his you’d come to look for over the time you’d known him.

The sheriff glanced away “If you asked me to make a list of this county’s saddest sacks, these four would’ve been right on top”  you nodded then spoke “All right so four unhappy people, one of them definitely suicidal, but you’ve ruled out suicide?” The sheriff looked from you to Dean then got some booties to cover your shoes and some gloves from one of the deputies “You’re going to want to out these on” You raised your eyebrows but leaned over to pull the booties on over the flats you wore with your fed suit then pulled the gloves onto your hands. Once you and Dean looked ready for surgery the sheriff lead the two of you inside.

The inside of the cabin absolutely reeked and it took you a moment to register just what exactly was covering every surface. “This look like suicide to you agents?” The sheriff asked and you swallowed hard as you looked at Dean. Just what in the hell had caused this? 

You motioned to the substance that was everywhere “Correct me if I’m wrong sheriff but is this excuse the way I’m about to put this but is this everything? Like blood, meat, organs and skin?” The sheriff nodded “If the tests come back same as the others. Yes ma’am. Like these poor souls got  run through the world’s finest wood chipper” “What about witnesses?” Dean questioned as you let your eyes skim across the walls and the remains of “Joe”

“Same as the rest. Neighbors reported some kind of pink flash, by the time we got here all that was left was this” the sheriff answered looking around. Dean thanked the sheriff and handed him a card before leading you back outside. You stripped the booties and gloves then tossed them into the bag the deputy at the door held. 

When you finally made it back to baby you looked at Dean as he slid behind the wheel “What the hell did that?” He shrugged but was already dialing his phone “I’m going to call Sam and Kevin, see if they can find anything to point us in the right direction. Meantime you geared up good enough?” you nodded “Silver bullets with devils’ traps, holy water and an angel blade” he smirked “That’s my girl” then pulled the phone up to his ear as he backed out from Joe’s yard and pulled onto the road leading into town.

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After finding out Sam and Kevin hadn’t gotten anywhere, Dean suggested they try getting Crowley to assist on the translation then you and him stopped to change back into civilian clothes,grabbed coffee and headed into the center of the town. So far you’d tried emf, looked for hex bags and sulfur to not avail. You had no clue what had happened to those four people.

You glanced out your window then hit Dean’s arm “STOP” “OW. What for?” you pointed to the Gas N Sip “CAS!”

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You waited out at baby while Dean headed in to talk to Cas. He made him leave so he had to face him alone. 

You were going through what lore you’d downloaded onto your laptop while Dean was in the store. You texted Sam to see how his luck had been with Crowley and weren’t too surprised when he sent back “What do you think?”

The driver’s door opening made you look up from where you’d been sitting with your legs stretched across the backseat and grinned when you saw Cas was with Dean “There’s my favorite set of blue eyes” Cas smiled softly at you “Hello Y/N” and climbed into the passenger seat. Dean updated you on the fact that there had been another killing at the local high school and that apparently Cas had a date later that night “Ooh the blonde? She’s hot” both of them looked back at you so you shrugged “What? I got to pick one type that I like?” Dean shook his head with a laugh and pulled out onto the road.

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You flashed your badge at the deputy and nodded in Cas’ direction “He’s with us” the school ground was crawling with deputies and it made your stomach turn to know whatever was doing the killing had taken out someone this young.

Dean headed to talk to the deputy who had a witness but you noticed Cas stop to look at the bus that was covered in the same substance that Joe’s cabin had been covered in. “Cas, do you know what this is?” he nodded slowly “As a matter of fact, I do”

He looked back towards baby so you offered “Let’s walk away from it” he told you where he’d seen the substance before and the knot in your stomach grew with the information. You spotted Dean when he headed your way “You two ok?” you looked at Cas “He’s seen this before” “What, where?” Dean asked so Cas replied “In heaven” 

“So an angel did this?” Dean questioned and you nodded even before Cas explained “It’s not ordinary angel. This is bad, this is very bad” just seeing Cas that worried scared the hell out of you.

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The Rit Zien was a special class of angel. Rit Zien was enochian for “Hands of mercy” They functioned like medics tending to the wounded, healing those that could be healed and putting down those who were past saving.

Cas explained to you and Dean that the Rit Zien honed in on pain like a beacon. So when this particular one fell to earth he heard the victims’ cries, their anguish same as he heard the angels in heaven. He was continuing his heavenly work down on earth. 

Cas turned down going along to hunt down the angel and it was a shock to realize Cas was scared. “We got this” You assured him patting his shoulder so Dean added “Go on that date. Have a little bit of a normal life” 

“I need a ride” Cas said and you smiled at him “Well you’re sitting in the sexiest ride this town currently has in it”

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You were laid across the backseat of the impala using your jacket as a pillow when Dean pulled to a stop in front of Nora’s house so you sat up. “Nice place” 

Cas started to get out with his work vest still on so Dean stopped him. “You can’t wear that” “This is all I have” you leaned up and took a good look at him “Take the vest off” he did as you asked and Dean nodded approvingly “Unbutton a few buttons” Cas did that also so you threw in “And untuck your shirt!” he did that then threw his hands up at you both “Good enough?” you shamelessly checked him out and saw a hint of a smile “She won’t know what hit her”

“Always open the door for her, ask a lot of questions they like that” you knew Dean was offering Cas help but you popped him lightly behind the head at that “They” comment. He cut his eyes at you in the mirror and added “If she says she’s happy to go dutch, she’s lying” and patted Cas on the chest “Go get em tiger” you leaned up and kissed Cas on the cheek “Be yourself. That’s enough” then he climbed out of the car. 

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You and Dean hadn’t got all the way across town when his phone rang from the sheriff. The analysis from the first crime scene came back. Only the wife’s dna was present. Meaning the husband was still out there making him the most likely to be the vessel.

The two of you headed straight for the sheriff’s office and there your thoughts were confirmed. The husband had found religion then gotten obsessed with Buddy Boyle’s podcast.You and Dean were going over the files the sheriff had on the couple when he stopped on one photo and showed you the truck “Is that the one that blocked us in?” he nodded “Excuse us sheriff, we got to go”

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The moment you made it into the door the angel sent you and Dean flying into a crumpled heap.You could hear the baby crying but considering you’d smacked your head going down and Dean’s weight was on your legs you couldn’t get up.

Dean slid his angel blade to Cas at the last moment and Cas buried it home. You pulled your legs out from under Dean and headed for the baby while Dean helped Cas to his feet.

You scooped her up and turned to look at the two of them “Everybody good?” they nodded and you let out a breath “Good”

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You and Dean ended up staying with Cas until Nora got back from her date and between the three of you the baby finally calmed and went back to sleep. When Nora got there you and Dean headed outside to call Sam while Cas spoke to Nora.

The news from Sam was about the worst you could get. The spell Metatron did was irreversible. The angels couldn’t get back into heaven.

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It hurt having to leave Cas yet again but he was safe from the angels and adapting. You knew it was for the best even if you wished more than anything he could come home to the bunker.

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You were silent for the first couple hours of the ride back to Lebanon until Dean bumped your knee with his hand. “Want to stop and grab a bite to eat?” you rolled your head to look over at him “Sure, might as well”

When the two of you headed into the diner he slung his arm around your shoulders “Go to admit Y/N, you’re a natural with kids sweetheart” you rolled your eyes and said “You weren’t so bad yourself Dean” with a laugh.The older waitress that was at the counter smiled at the two of you when you walked in and headed for a corner booth.

When she came to take your order she looked between the two of you “Can I just say how cute it is to see a couple get along so well?” your mouth fell open in shock and you expected Dean to correct her but he just winked at her and motioned to you “Look at her. How could I not get along with her?” you shot him a look then when the waitress left to place your orders you looked back at him “What the hell was that?” and he shrugged “Sweetheart I’ve been accused of a lot worse than managing to get you as mine” you felt your cheeks warm but ducked your head to hide it and said “You’re a natural flirt Dean, you know that?” and when you glanced back up he smiled “Tell me to stop and I will never flirt with you again” you took a sip of the water in front of you and shrugged “I’ve still not seen any flirting worth being impressed over” his eyes widened at that “So is that the issue? I’m not convincing enough?” 

A part of you still wondered if Charlie told him how you felt so you quickly threw back “I just know you don’t mean it” this time he looked a bit thrown but you could see the wheels turning in his head even when the waitress brought your food back over to the table.

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Dean was quiet throughout the two of you eating and even when you got back out to the impala. It wasn't until you were miles down the road that he finally spoke "Look Y/N, I know I'm a flirt. I like sex there's no shame in that but if I was to be with someone I'd be loyal to that person and I wouldn't say I wanted someone as a joke or a way to appease hurt feelings hell I'm too much of a jackass for that" you turned sideways in the seat and studied his profile for a moment considering he'd just poured his heart out without taking his eyes from the road. 

"Are you trying to say something Dean?" You asked feeling your heart jump into your throat with the hope that maybe just maybe he was. That hope was squashed when he shook his head "Not really. I just don't want you thinking I'm one of those types of guys is all" "Oh, well don't worry about that Dean. We're good" you replied with a smile then straightened up in the seat pulling your jacket up on you as a blanket "Wake me when we get home or if you want me to drive some" 

He cut his eyes at you with a smirk "Home it is"

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[gwimulchorom]

A Long Rest is a period of extended downtime, at least 8 hours long, during which a character sleeps or performs light activity: reading, talking, eating, or standing watch for no more than 2 hours.

Myron couldn’t sleep that night. 

It’d been a long first(?) day of school, really, learning things she already knew. Creepy adults insisting she amongst all the students was handpicked to “save the world” aside, she’d expected Silverymoon to be more...pleasant. 

Even then, she’d become vulnerable. Teenage hormones in second puberty really did that to someone, huh? Laying in bed and staring at the four walls of the room she’d found herself in, she couldn’t stifle the incredulous laugh that’d bubbled forth within her, a breathless and humorless one at her own predicament. 

Not a moment ago, a gaggle of teenagers (”they were 14. Ruffles was 8!” she’d declared to Bryn in a fit knowing their plans to involve literal children in their war, a war she’d been groomed to fight even before) had been made known that she wasn’t quite who she truly was. It’d been a long time since she’d used her true face and identity in front of someone that hadn’t been her sister, and she hadn’t expected Zeke to have called her out on her ruse. After all, she’d lost her capacity to masquerade as a teenager the moment she’d been stabbed and shot, and not to mention Ariella turning into a dragon invoking the power of an artifact she’d spent half her life pursuing...

Had you even bothered looking for me, Muirin? 

Or did you decide to cut your losses when we lost contact, just as Mother and the Thaymount taught us? 

She licked her teeth, feeling the unfamiliar elven canines as she once again reached for her old spellbook, leafing through the texts in a bid to quieten her own mind. Even as she traced the Thayan words with her fingers, her mind drifted to a series of events, connecting them to herself. 

It was telling that she’d rather someone had to fly and then invoke Stoneshape to even take her life. Windows were far too precarious for her situation at the moment, especially now that the cult she’d used to work intimately with was now at her doorstep, seeking the orb she had travelled towards Avernus to attempt retrieving and failed to. 

Funny, she mused to herself, that even the evil wizard from a sinister, autocratic mageocracy would end up more responsible than the supposed good Spellguards of an alleged utopia. 

She’d learnt from the Thaymount how little she could trust adults around her. They were fond of culling the weak after all, and when she’d lost most of her magic to the Mythal, it’d been far too convenient for Silverymoon to have kept her alive throughout everything. Now that she knew she wasn’t quite herself anymore, it seemed inevitable that they would’ve let her stay...not as a person who’d sought asylum out of lack of necessity, not as a teenager with nowhere to go, but an amalgamation to see how far soul manipulation could become.

With a snap of her fingers, she created an illusory sphere that bobbed above her, and a thought would morph it into something else. It’d been such a thoughtless process that she hadn’t quite noted her tattoos burn, but glow with a comforting confidence instead. As the shape morphed into various forms, honed from decades of casting a cantrip that it was effortless, Myron turned the page, continuing to form the shapes above her overhead. 

As she glanced up above her head, the illusion now the shape of a star, she focused, dismissing it again. Myron manipulated the final strands through her fingers, confirming once again her connection to the Weave. “Huh,” she managed to herself, the only expression of surprise at the matter, “I suppose that may as well happen.” 

It’d been too easy to dismiss that she would never be able to cast more illusions again. Poetic comeuppance, in a way that the person so skilled and accustomed to deception and subterfuge would be doomed to spend her days as an otherwise featureless half-elf she had chosen for the explicit purpose of blending in, losing access to most of what she’d used to ensure her own safety. 

She put her book aside, laying down once more. The dagger (that accursed dracolich tooth, Myron knew she hadn’t been going insane when she’d warned everyone about the water) sat within reach of her, and she gripped it once again, feeling the static snake up her arm briefly before it ebbed. 

Are you sure we’re not being protected? Cass’s words rang in her ears again, and Myron opened an eye in annoyance. She’d been supposed to take up this room, and yet she had uncharacteristically not been where she would have been expected to be. 

With a grunt, Myron rolled over again. They didn’t need worrying over...right? 

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[theotherackerman]

Carry on My Wayward Son:

COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER: Any recognizable elements belong either to Supernatural, Throne of Glass, A Court of Thorns and Roses, or Attack on Titan.

CHAPTER TWO: BLACKWATER RIDGE

Thanksgiving, Thursday, November 25

It had been almost a month since Eren had found out Mikasa was half fairy.  She stayed at Levi's, doing hunts for him. She had also chopped her hair off into a pixie cut. It looked good in Eren’s opinion. It suited her.

Today was Thanksgiving. It was the longest they had been in the same room.

Eren still wouldn't talk to her. He knew it was stupid, it was childish. He just didn’t know how to talk to her anymore.

The hunt for The Yellow Eyed Demon continued.

Levi used his contacts but there was no sign of Yellow Eyed Demon anywhere.

"Any leads on your end?" Zeke asked as he sat at Levi's kitchen table.

Mikasa shook her head. "Nothing. Any members of the fae won't talk to me."

"Why's that?" Levi asked.

"I'm only half. I'm considered an abomination," Mikasa explained. "Besides, most of them exist in a realm that I don't even have access to. My mom said it wasn't worth accessing anyway."

Eren didn't even acknowledge her existence as she stood at the table.

"I just wanted to drop this off," Mikasa said as she placed the glass pan she had been holding on the table.

"Is that pie?" Zeke asked.

She nodded.

"Where are you spending Thanksgiving?" Zeke asked.

"The basement. I...I don't want to intrude. Besides, holidays aren't really my thing. I'll see all of you later," With that Mikasa disappeared from the kitchen.

Zeke hit Eren in the back of the head.

"Ow!" Eren yelled

"That girl has been nothing but nice since she arrived here! She made a pie," Zeke said.

"Yeah and she's also a liar," Eren muttered.

"I don't think I'd tell anyone if I had wings either. Do you know how many hunts this girl has done with me?" Levi asked before standing up and going into the kitchen. He

returned with a pie server and knife which he handed to Zeke.

Zeke cut into the pie and cut out a large piece which he put on his plate. He picked up his fork and took a bite.

"Oh my…" Zeke's words were cut off as he took another bite.

Eren rolled his eyes.

"You know she's not eating with us because of you. She sits and eats with me all the time. Did you ever think maybe you did something wrong?" Levi asked as he cut himself a piece of pie.

"What? React to her being a liar?" Eren scoffed.

"Yeah, but you didn't tell her you were a hunter either," Zeke replied.

"That's besides the point. Can we just focus on killing the demon that killed Dad please?"

Zeke came downstairs after dinner. Levi had told him that Mikasa had made his panic room into a makeshift room for herself. There was warding all around the room. No one would detect her here. She sat on the bed that was there.

No, it wasn't so much of a bed as it was a cot.

There were no signs that this room was Mikasa besides a metal clothing rack with wheels that had only a handful of outfits on it. Then Zeke noticed the set of plastic drawers that seemed to serve as a dresser for the girl.

Suddenly, Zeke felt very sad for Mikasa.

Like Eren and him, she had lost everything due to a demon.

"Thanks for the pie," Zeke said as he walked towards her.

Mikasa looked up from the book in her lap and nodded.

"Reading anything interesting?"

She shook her head. "Just trying to see where the Colt is. Tracking hunter movements. Hange is sending me as many journals and accounts as she can."

"Maybe Eren and I can swing by there. While we're out on a hunt, you know?"

Mikasa shut the book. "You don't have to be nice to me, you know. I'm aware of what Eren thinks about me and he's not wrong. Fairies aren't exactly Tinkerbell. We're not known for our kindness."

"Is it true you can't lie?"

"No, that was to give the humans a false sense of safety. We can lie just like you can. Iron. That's what will kill me."

"Why would you tell me that?"

"Because your brother is listening. It's what he wants to know."

Sure enough, there was Eren standing on the staircase when Zeke turned around.

"I can kill you now that I know," Eren said as he walked downstairs.

"Then do it. Kill me so I don't have to keep waiting," Mikasa challenged him.

"You doubt that I would do it?"

"You don't have the guts to," Mikasa said as she stood up.

"Okay, you two, calm down. Look, it doesn't have to be this way. She healed you, Eren. She very clearly still loves you."

"Yeah, well, I don't love her."

That sentence cut Mikasa to the bone. Zeke watched as Mikasa's face changed. It was as if someone had struck her across the face. She walked past Eren, her shoulder slammed into his as she passed and went upstairs. She didn't stop. She didn't look back.

"Really? Was that necessary?" Zeke asked.

"Levi's got a lead in Colorado," Eren explained before going upstairs.

Because of course Levi did.

Hunting never stopped, no matter what the day.  

“Take her with you,” Levi said as the two came out of the basement.

“What?! Why?” Eren asked.

“Because I’m tired of you acting like a spoiled brat and I’m tired of seeing her mope around. Besides, I have no idea what’s going on out in Colorado. You should use a healer for when you get hurt...like you always do,” Levi said as he looked at Zeke.

“I don’t get hurt all the time,” Zeke muttered as Levi walked away.

“MIKASA! I’ve got a hunt for you!” Levi yelled.

Mikasa came into the room. She stopped in front of Levi, Zeke, and Eren.

“You’re going to join Zeke and Eren on this hunt. Blackwater Ridge, Colorado. Enjoy and try not to kill each other,” Levi said before walking away.

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It was a nine hour drive from South Dakota to Colorado.

The car was in silence for the first fifteen minutes.

The tension was high as Mikasa sat in the backseat of the Impala, her arms crossed across her chest.

Zeke decided he couldn’t take it anymore so he turned on the radio. Classic rock filled the car. Neither Mikasa or Eren protested it. Well, they could all agree on music then. This nine hour drive was going to be hell. Zeke just knew it. When they had been driving to Levi’s, at least there had been some hope there. However, this time….nobody speaking felt like a realm of hell that Zeke never wanted to visit.

“So we’re going to head the ranger’s station. This coordinates Levi got...they’re in the middle of the woods. I figure if anyone is going to know anything about this, then it’s going to be them,” Eren finally spoke about five hours into their drive.

“At least that means it’s not a ghost this time. I’m getting sick of dealing with ghosts,” Zeke muttered.

“Oh? You didn’t like almost drowning?” Eren teased.

“It was great. A good old time for everyone involved. Hey, Mikasa. Can you talk to plants? Since you know, you’re a fairy and all,” Zeke asked as he looked into the rearview mirror.

“No, that would be nymph. I can’t talk to animals either, if that’s what you’re wondering,” Mikasa said as she stared out the window.

" ....what can you do?" Zeke asked.

"Control certain elements, heal. I have increased speed, endurance. You know about my wings. I can use telekinesis sometimes.  But like I said, using my powers sends out a beacon of energy. That energy has to come from somewhere. You have to make an equal exchange."

"So like Fullmetal Alchemist?" Zeke asked.

Mikasa nodded, "basically."

"So when you healed Eren, you took the energy from yourself, I'm guessing."

"Yeah. That's why I passed out."

"So can you not do anything magical without sending up a beacon?"

"If it doesn't require a large energy exchange, then yes. I can make pacts as well without using any energy."

"Like a demon?" Eren scoffed.

"No, not like a demon. A demon takes your soul. I merely mark your human body and mine. Once the bargain is met, the mark disappears," Mikasa explained.

"Is that what that mark on your arm is? Is it not really a tattoo as a tribute to your family?"

"You're being an ass," Zeke said.

"You can't say you're not wondering the same thing."

"That is a tattoo. It is for my family. I've never made a pact and I never will. I want nothing but a peaceful life," Mikasa argued.

"Yet you still kept hunting," Eren scoffed.

"Because I couldn't sit idly by and watch people die! Unlike you! You still had a family! I have nothing! I had you!"

"Had being the keyword."

"ENOUGH!" Zeke yelled. "Both of you stop it."

Zeke reached over and turned the music all the way up.

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They finally reached Colorado. Just as Eren had suggested, they headed for the ranger station.

"You two go ahead, I'm going to go talk to squirrels," Mikasa said before disappearing into the woods that surrounded the ranger's station.

"Didn't she just say in the car she couldn't talk to animals?" Zeke asked.

"I think she just wants away from me," Eren mumbled.

Eren and Zeke made their way to the ranger’s station.

"Let me guess, Mina Caroline sent you about her brother. I'm gonna tell you the same thing I told her. His permit is for 30th. He's not a missing person," the ranger said as he saw Eren and Zeke. "Here, I made her a copy of that permit."

The ranger said as he thrusted the permit into Zeke's hands.

"We'll make sure she gets it," Zeke replied with a smile. They left the ranger's station.

"Where do you think she went?" Eren asked.

"Maybe if you looked up, you'd see," a voice from overhead spoke. Eren and Zeke looked up to see Mikasa lounging high up in the branches of a tree.

"Squirrels tell you anything interesting?" Zeke asked. "Did you fly up there?"

"No, I climbed," she answered simply. "There's a dead spot. Trees. Plants. Animals. Nothing goes there."

"Wait, did the squirrels actually tell you this?" Eren asked, confused about the whole situation.

"No. I can't talk to animals. But I see quite a bit further than the normal human can. But this is kind of hard to miss. If one of you wants to come up here, I can show you. I've never seen anything like this before. Maybe one of you have."

"I'll rip my pants. Eren, you go up," Zeke said as he shoved Eren towards the tree.

"Are you nuts? I can't climb that!" Eren argued.

Mikasa sighed before climbing down the tree. She climbed down and walked past Eren, then she disappeared into the tree line.

Zeke smacked Eren in the back of the head.

"Ow!" Eren said as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Can you at least do the job?" Zeke pleaded with Eren. "You don't have to go back to being her boyfriend. Just do the damn job."

Eren sighed before he nodded. He went in the direction that he had seen Mikasa go in. Zeke was not far behind Eren.

They eventually caught up with Mikasa.  

"I don't like this," Mikasa said as she held up her hand. "Do you hear that?"

Zeke and Eren listened.

"I don't hear anything," Zeke replied.

"That's the problem, isn't it?" Eren asked.

Mikasa nodded. "There should be birds, wildlife but there's nothing. Plus the closer I get to that dead spot, the more uneasy I feel. You should get out of here. Do some research. It'll be night soon. You two will be safe at the hotel."

"Where are you going?" Eren asked.

"I'm going to see what I can see and how close I can get to that thing," she replied as her wings came out.

"You get sick if you fly, right?"

"Yes, but it's also to make me look bigger. Every creature does this."

"You're not going towards the dead spot by yourself," Eren protested.

"Don't pretend to care."

"I'm not."

"I'll be fine. I've dealt with worse things than a dead spot in the woods," Mikasa scoffed.

"Then I'm coming with you. You're not the only one on this job and you don't go into this without weapons."

"I'm going to have to agree with Eren. So you two go check it out. I'm going to go have a chat with Mina. Get some weapons out of the Impala first," Zeke ordered.

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The closer they got to the dark spot, the more Mikasa began to feel uneasy. Every little hair on her body began to stand up. She had stowed her wings away again, afraid of being seen by a human.

Both Eren and Mikasa kept the length of another person in between them. Neither of them seemed to want to get close to the other.

Okay, so that wasn’t entirely true.

Eren had missed her.

He hated this.

But there was this part of him that could not let it go. Grisha’s words and ways about monsters were ringing in his ears.

However, there was a part of him that knew he had run away from Grisha. He had wanted a normal life. He had wanted to marry Mikasa up until he found out what she was. Eren looked over at her.

“Any ideas?” Eren asked after they continued hiking towards the dark spot.

“On what?” Mikasa asked as she stepped over some broken down branches.

“Any ideas on what it is?” Eren stepped over the same branches, following her.

You’d follow her right into hell, he thought to himself.

“I have an idea but it’s not a good one. I thought about maybe a rogue dryad but that doesn’t sound right either. It’s not earth magic.”

“Is all fairy magic earth magic?”

“Not always. My next thought is a witch but that also...I don’t know. It seems like a very large exchange of energy whatever it is.”

Eren looked around as Mikasa finished speaking. He saw how strange it was that there was no sound of animals. There wasn’t even a movement of the wind through the tears.

Everything was still.

“What about resurrection?” Eren asked, his voice growing soft.

“What about it?”

“You said an exchange is needed. It would have to be something big. So what about resurrection?”

“What would they be resurrecting? A human...that doesn’t seem right. It wouldn’t take that much. Then again, I’ve never….I don’t know,” Mikasa sighed.

Eren looked over at her.

“Do you think we should keep moving forward?” Mikasa asked.

“What?” Eren stopped walking.

“Towards the spot. Should we keep moving forward?”

“Oh. I don’t know. Are you having a bad feeling or something?”

“I’ve had one since we’ve entered these woods.”

Eren began moving towards her and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her in the opposite direction. “Let’s get out of here then,” he said as he pulled her along.

[pandatowrites]

Ghost

A little oneshot for the broken souls and the ones who want to get their head free (like me lol)

Spoiler warning!! This happens after Chapter 105, so I’d advise to scroll past this one if you haven’t read Chap 105 yet.

If you want to support me on AO3, here is a link to the work there.

Word count: 1436 Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan                                             Relationship: Levi/Eren Yeager       Characters: Eren Yeager, Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert           

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They were sitting on wooden boxes filled with weapons, gas and replacement equipment. Nobody said a thing, they didn't seem to move while staring into the depth, into the ocean, into the dark sky they could see through the thick glass of the airship's window.

»Remember when we were younger, when we didn't know what the world behind the walls looks like, how we would imagine what the sea, the desert and all the other terrains would look like?«, Armin asked, hugging his legs close his body and letting his head rest on his knees.

Eren didn't tear the empty look from the blue waves several hundred meters beneath them. He didn't answer either. The kick's pain had vanished some minutes ago, his body regenerated the hurt cells on the spot faster than ever. He knew, he deserved the pain, the violence for what he had done, but he didn't show any form of regret on the outside. And on the inside, he felt emotionally tired.

Mikasa nodded faintly, but her scarf wasn't pulled in her face to hug her cheeks, nose and lips. She didn't wear the red piece of clothing so dear to her. It was way too hot in the airship.

»Come on, Eren. Stop ignoring us. It has been so long.« The sparkling blue glared insistently and desperately to the man who had not moved single muscle for 20 minutes. »Have you really lost all interest and love in life? All motivation?«

»Sasha won't come back if you sit here, doing nothing, only vegetating and pitying yourself«, Mikasa mumbled suddenly, she looked miserable and hurt.

Sasha had been family. Squad Levi grew close in the past years. They were like a little family. And now, a family member died. Levi was all to familiar with that pain, he hated to see his comrades go one by one.

Then, Eren looked up, glanced at his sister for a short while, before closing his exhausted eyes. He had seen too much, but the waves calmed his nerves. »It's all my fault. Jean's right.« He huffed, shaking his head before staring down to his feet. »Her last word was ›meat‹. She hadn't changed a bit during the time I wasn't with you... the food lover, I met and became friends with.«

Neither Armind nor Mikasa said a thing. There was nothing to add, nothing to answer, because everything Eren said there was nothing but the truth.

Of course, Gabi was Sasha's murderer; she was the one who pulled the trigger. But Sasha's death, one of many, was the aftermath of Eren's seemingly selfish actions.

Levi was leaning against the metal wall in the shadows to watch the trio dear to him. He felt like a shepherd, a guardian, a mentor. Squad Levi, they weren't his friends, they were somewhat like children, no- they were like family. They were dear to him.

Just like Isabel and Farlan had been. The three sometimes woke forgotten, suppressed memories to let dead souls flash in front of the old, grey eyes.

How long have the people who Levi once knew best been dead already? He stopped counting years, he quitted hurting himself so long ago.

Physical pain was nothing against mental misery.

Eren's dead eyes remembered him of the last time he saw Isabel.

Eventually, everybody would leave. When was his time to say goodbye?

Mikasa and Armin stood up, no words were left to exchange.

They didn't notice Levi there as his clothing blended in well with dark wall.

Eren tore his gaze away from the dark waves when he recognized the footsteps of Captain Levi after all those years as he approached him.

»Levi«, the young man whispered, not showing his face but giving him attention nevertheless. He didn't need to see the face full of disappoinment, imagining it was enough.

»Eren«, Levi said with his deep voice as he sat down next to him on the boxes. »You look like shit.«

»Couldn't care less«, the returned sighed, he wasn't to be recognized.

Where was the young man Levi got to know and learned to love? The empty eyes, the half-hearted answers, the missing of his left shoe.

Also, Eren lost any sense for cleanliness, he reeked of sweat, urine and dirt. Additionally, his hair was greasy and his beard didn't look that neat.

Now they were sitting there in silence, too; only the rotating of the propellor and the rattling of the working motors filled the room with noise.

»Now you're above the ocean which you always wanted to see so badly then and one would think you couldn't give a flying fuck.« Levi stared down to the mass of salt water and remembered the fear he once felt when he saw it for the first time. He still couldn't swim. »But it had always been your wish to see the sea with your friends... Wasn't it your motivation?«

These memories were important and so alive to Levi, they influenced one of the hardest decisions he ever had to make. Would he still have chosen Armin all those years ago if he hadn't overheard the friends' conversation? Would Erwin be alive, even now? Would they all be here where they are right now?

»You still remember that?« Slowly, Eren lifted his look, searching for eye contact. Levi gave him what he wanted. »Yeah, I actually kind of eavesdropped on you three. You were talking about some book, Armin and you. Mikasa didn't know what was going on.«

The gray eyes paid attention to the horizon again. »Everything was graspable, then.« Eren watched Levi's hands twitch a bit.

Once again, they fell silent.

Levi was missing Eren more than ever, although he was sitting next to him. He could touch him, he could see him, he could even smell him, but it didn't feel like Eren. He couldn't find his ghost in the body by his side.

»Back then, I laid down next to you again so we could wake up next to each other the next morning... But when the first rays of sun shone through the curtains... you just weren't there anymore. Your spot was empty and cold already.« Levi's eyes fell to the ground between his feet and he supported his upper body with his forearm laying on his thighs.

»You sleep thight and long after banging. It was an opportunity«, Eren explained his hurried disappearence. »You would have done the same in my position.«

Levi glanced over to his former lover and felt betrayed, just as he did all those years ago. »I thought that you escaped. Not that you would go on a lonely suicide tour.« He was disappointed, but not surprised. It was Eren after all. »Does that mean you climbed in my bed only to be able to escape without me catching you? Did you whisper your love into my chest as a means to an end?»

Eren shook his head. He didn't feel well, because Levi was still Levi. Levi was still the man he desired. »My love was real. And your love is something I don't deserve anymore."

Admittedly, Levi was still angry, but he was also desperate. He wanted to see the vivid, alive green in those dead eyes, he missed them so much. »I never stopped loving you«, Levi mumbled quietly and unintelligibly.

»What?«, Eren asked, thinking he misunderstood the Captain. »What did you just say?«

»I still have feelings for you.« Grey met green, but the candle wasn't lit, it only glimmered faintly. »I always did and I always will.«

»So... You don't hate me? After all I have done?« Eren couldn't believe it. He had only been met with hatred for the last months. Only Falco had been nice to him. Sometimes he reminded him of his former self, the admiration in the boy's eyes when Reiner was with him resembled the one he held for Levi, his childhood hero, Humanity's Strongest.

»I'm... really pissed and disappointed, you bastard, but I don't hate you.« Levi shook his hate. »I hate Zeke. I save his blood til the end.«

When the grey eyes looked down again, they spotted a long, brown hair on his black uniform. Slightly disgusted he picked it up to remove it, letting it fall onto the cold ground.

»Do you wanna cut my hair, Captain?« Eren's question made Levi lift his gaze again and he noticed the fire in green eyes which he had missed.

Maybe things would become normal again.

And his hand almost felt home when it ruffled through Eren's hair. »Of course.« A small smile couldn't be surpressed.

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Zeke's Background Story

Elizabeth Terry was born on December 13th. Sadly, she was born to a family with bad habits. At the age of roughly, 3 1/2 to 4 years old, Elizabeth was kidnapped and taken to a facility in which human experiments were being done. The small child was treated as great as a kid could be. Until she turned 5. That's when it all began. Once a day, Elizabeth would be strapped down, and injected with a glowing, neon green, serum. This serum was man-made ectoplasm. The facility of which she was being detained in, 'researched' how to make humans immortal. After the ice cold liquid settled, she would be placed in a room. In this room were no windows, only a tv, and a large shelf of books. Most of the books were about nature, weather, animals and cities, but a few of them were about families and fairy tales. She was constantly reading about the harsh world and these amazing fantasies. On her tenth birthday, she was taken into the operation room again. This time, it was different. Her restraints tighter. The needles more reinforced. And the staff noticeably careful with what they did. One needle went into the bottom of her left foot, the other into her right wrist. The pumped the man-made ectoplasm and attempted to drain the blood from her. Elizabeth passed out during the operation. Of which was the most extreme pain in her life. A freezing cold burn, that she feels everytime she gives a big laugh, or when she cries too hard. Even a hard sneeze will jolt her with pain. She was actually tossed out of the facility at age 11. Alone she faced the world, and noticeably, never having a house or home. She goes by Zeke because that's the name she gave herself. Her emotions got the best of her months after being alone and homeless. The ectoplasm in her system caused her soul to split. The ectoplasm was meant to mock that of a demons. Instead, what those people made, was an emotionally unstable woman, with a man-made demon. A man made demon who was only the blink of an eye away. Zeke's been in many fights. Many life or death situations... but those happy stories and fantasies, give her this child-like behavior, every now and then, where she just looks for innocence, or something that's happy to her. Her urge to protect people is because she doesn't want someone to feel the same as her, she wants to love them and make sure they'll never be tortured again, or hurt, or cry sometimes. But to those who hurt the ones she's loved. Zeke has killed before. And she won't think twice or regret killing someone again. All those years on the street really messed Elizabeth even more. Making her more unstable. Now, she controls it well, but when veins appear under her skin, and they are glowing green, she's about to snap. You have a single blink of your eye before she acts. -Hope you enjoyed! ~From Writer/Mod -