“...No. Love is a really strong word. Love is a word I’d use to describe...tea.” 

“....”

“Remind me again why do I get along with the both of you.” 

“For a moment there I actually thought he died. What a shame.” 

militislibertas || Stranded

Domestic AU @ Intuitivebiologist

“That’s tomorrow! Even if I make myself tired today, I can sleep and I’ll be fine in the morning.” She stuffed her hands in her pockets as she watched him begin to go off about being healthy and fresh food and… Ugh. She knew he just wanted to take care of her, but she could get so sick of him talking like that. 

But finally he finished up with the sandwiches, and she was able to shake off the stupid conversation and grab his hand. Finally, they got to go! And maybe, just maybe, she’d be able to convince him to get something. She didn’t care if it were a bird or a rat or a snail, she just wanted something to take care of, it how bored and lonely she’d been recently.

“Come on! You walk so slow, with your tiny legs! Take longer strides so we can get there faster!” 

Unaware of her plans to find an animal for herself, he held her hand, following without a noise. Even if it did bother him to be called short. It was never a problem for her that he was smaller, nor for him really, he liked her too much to care about something like that. But, there was the usual teasing, which he didn’t appreciate so much. 

“Well do you want to go walking or drive there?” She was excited and that on itself was sweet and loving to watch, but he still had to be careful with her, all the time, including this time. So far so good when it came to their second try, while the first time was actually a complete accident, but still, this time he wanted to make sure everything was perfect. 

Watching her, he couldn’t contain a smile growing on his lips, it was just too sweet to watch, how cute she was, how cute of a pregnant she actually was. The little bump, already big enough for such short pregnancy, the smile and excitement on her face. As much as he was able to neutralize his emotions, this time, he couldn’t contain himself. “Maybe drive there is a better idea...” 

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“Anyway, I was thinking, what should we name it? How about Bean? He’s got cute little paws that look like beans, so I think it fits. Any suggestions from you? Maybe that’ll make you warm up to him a little more.”

That was honestly a terrible name for a kitten, he sure hoped she didn’t want names like that for their children. It worried him. But he didn’t care about the damn cat, he didn’t care if the thing had the worst name, because it was going to be a terrible thing in that house anyway. 

“Name it go away.” He spat, under his breath, moving faster and further away from her, already reaching the yard to their place. Now where were the keys? He placed the bags down, looking through his pockets, trying to find his way home and away from there. Damn he really hated cats.  

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“Flegel? Really? That’s a surprise. I might have scared him a while back, but he’s a good person. The same as Pastor Nick. Scared, but a good person. We just have to hope that he doesn’t end up the same Pastor Nick did…” She raised a brow when he brought hre into the common room seeing the little layout he already had.

“You were going to drag me here even if I told you no, weren’t you?”

“Yeah.” Blunt and direct, he rushed to sit on the couch right in front of the little table with the wine and glasses. He had been planning that for a bit, making sure they were alone, making sure Erwin had all the errands finished, before bothering him again with another one. Now it was just for the both of them. 

“Feel like I deserve a little bit of you in my life.” 

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She was going to ask him what a good name would be, but the curt response changed her mind. He was angry with her? Or maybe just jealous of the cat. How cute. She took a few steps closer to him as they walked, leaning in while still petting the ever-meowing kitten.

“What’s the matter, huh? Cat got your tongue?” Alright, she wouldn’t be surprised he he was furious about that joke.

Oh he tried really hard not to show her how annoyed her was, but when she said that, he snapped, his head immediately turned to find her by his side, with that thing on her arms. The damn thing was cute, but their house wasn’t even complete yet, their bed was a nest on the floor, and that cat was going to leave fur everywhere. 

“Funny, ain’t you?” Their house was a little further away from the rest of the people, right on the top of the hill, where there was the prettiest view. He looked ahead and could already see the trail that lead to their place. Now all he wanted was to go home.

進撃の巨人, Shingeki no Kyojin: Little Levi & Kenny

“That’s all Kuchel left behind. A cold little brat on death’s door. I hadn’t lost my soul to the point that I could just leave him there and watch him die; but I wasn’t that great of a man to be able to raise him as my own”

― Kenny Ackerman

P.S. Thanks to @alemanriq’s amazing idea that inspired me to create this short comic.  

Continued from @militislibertas here x

Hanji sat up against her head board as Levi sat himself down, watching him as he rubbed the bags under her eyes. “I’ve had about ten hours this whole week” she confessed, looking down when Levi turned away. 

“I don’t even know. Just sometimes I can’t shake what’s happened” Hanji answered, glancing back up at Levi; if anyone knew how she felt it would be him.

Ten hours, just enough to let madness slowly take over. She needed to rest, and that meant, actual proper rest. Not a nap of two hours over the desk, of 15 minutes every time some experiment was settling down. But even she was weak. It would always come to a point where she’d have nightmares, and today it came down to it again. 

“All I know is that if you don’t give yourself a break, you’ll end up dying, not on a titan’s jaw, but right here of being too tired.” 

Armin was a bit taken back. “Just talk?” He repeated looking down at his hands as he played with his fingers awkwardly. Did Levi want to get to know him? That was something Armin hadn’t expected. Not that he thought it was a bad idea. They were teammates now it would only make sense they had some interaction.  

“I take two sugars with a little milk.” Armin said. “Thank you.” He quickly added.  

Levi was not surprised the boy liked the tea so light like that. Mixed, sweet. Kids didn’t like the bitter taste, the strength, Armin, specially, he seemed like a kid who didn’t like anything bitter in general. “I want to hear you, I want to hear your opinion.” 

He added the mix to the tea, and then placed the set right in front of the blonde petite. “Do you trust Eren for the next mission?” Levi was going somewhere with his question, and with his following questions. But that boy was the brain, and he wanted to pick and prod that brain, to know it better.