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Ereri Highschool AU
The smell of alcohol hit him the moment he stepped in the club. His ears were filled with blasting music as he was moving through the dancefloor of sweaty bodies. He finally found a spot on a stool at the bar. As he sat down, he noticed the guy sitting next to him.
He looked young, maybe only a few years older than him, black hair and striking black eyes. He found himself staring at him. Then the guy turned to him.
āWhat?ā He asked in a deep voice.
āHuh? Oh um uh n-nothing nothing at all.ā He stuttered then turned to the bartender and ordered a beer for himself.
They sat quietly for a while, just drinking before the guy decided to break the silence.
āWhatās your name kid?ā
Eren was startled that he decided to speak to him but quickly regained his composure.
āUmm my name is Eren. Eren Jeager. Whatās yours?ā He asked, but there was some uneasiness in his voice.
āThereās no need to be afraid of me. Iām Levi. Levi Ackerman. So, are you new here? I havent seen you around.ā
āYea, I just moved here. Iām about to start school in a few days.ā He said, sounding more relaxed.
āYou a highschooler?ā
āYep, im a junior.ā
āIām about to start my first job as a teacher, maybe weāll see each other sometime.ā
And so the conversation went on, and soon they found themselves on the dancefloor, drunk and partying like there was no tomorrow.
One thing led to another and the next morning Eren found himself in a bed in a hotel. Unfortunately, Levi was nowhere to be found.
A little bit sad and disappointed, he left and went home. But he couldnāt help but think if they in fact were going to see each other again, and what would happen if they doā¦
The next few days passed by in a blur and now he was in his new school desk waiting for the new history teacher he heard they were getting. Although this was his first day, he already had some friends.
One of them was the black haired girl Mikasa, who was very protective over him, even though he has known her for a few hours. Then there was Armin, the blondie who was very smart. He met some other people, like Connie, Sasha and Jean but he felt the closest with these two.
Soon, they heard the door open and silence enveloped the class. Eren bent down to retrieve his history book from his bag, when he heard the very familiar voice that has clouded his mind for the last few days.
āHello everyone, my name is Mr. Ackerman and as of today I will be your new history teacher.ā
Eren quickly looked up to be met with the same black eyes he met at the club. He was shocked. He knew that Levi was starting his first teaching job, but he never wouldāve thought that he would be teaching at his school!
But, even though Levi was also shocked, he quickly regained his composure and didnāt spare him a glance as he continued with his lesson.
That left Eren confused.
But he decided to resolve this after class as he did not want to attratct attention or suspicion.
As the bell rang, the other students walked out the door and that left Eren alone with Levi.
Now that they were alone, Eren wasnāt sure how to say what was on his mind and he felt a little uneasy.
āU-umm d-do you r-r-remember me?ā He asked with a lot of stuttering.
He felt his hands starting to sweat as he was very nervous awaiting his answer.
A few moments of awkward silence passed, until Levi stood up from his desk and sighed heavily.
āYes. Yes I do.ā
Eren didnāt know what to feel. Yes, he was relieved that he remembered him but he was also very nervous and scared of what happens next.
āS-so what are we going to do?ā
Levi sighed again. āNothing.ā Erens eyes widened. āWeāre going to do nothing. Weāre going to forget that this-ā He motioned between them with his hand. ā-ever happened.ā
āB-b-but-ā But Levi raised his hand and he stayed quiet.
āAt least thatās the right thing to do. I mean youāre a student and Iām your teacher, this kind of relationship is prohibited. We should never speak about it and just go on with our lives. But I just canāt. I canāt and I donāt want to. Even though weāve only known each other for a short time, I really like you and I want to give this relationship a try. But if you donāt want to then I completely understand.ā
Eren was shocked. He didnāt know what to say.
They stayed quiet while Eren was in deep thought.
Did he want to do this?
Did he want to be with him despite their student-teacher relationship?
He took a deep breath and spoke up.
āI really like you as well. So yes, why donāt we give this thing a go?ā He smiled widely and surprisingly, even Levi managed a little smile.
And the next year was full of sneakpeaks at class, small make out sessions after class, little dates at the cinema or a restaurant and so on and they were both really happy.
In the middle of his senior year, Eren once again stayed behind with Levi so they could have a chat and steal a few kisses.
They were in the middle of their little session, when the door opened.
āExcuse me Mr. Ackerman I have a que-ā As he looked up from his paper, Jean was shocked to find them in their own little world.
They quickly pulled away and both of them were very surprised but mostly they were scared that they have been caught.
Then, Jean spoke up.
āYou know, I had my suspicions for a while now.ā They looked even more shocked. āI mean, you always stayed behind after class and I caught you watching Mr. Ackerman a few times.ā
āJean plea-ā Eren was cut off by Jean.
āI wonāt tell anyone, but in my opinion I think you should stop doing whatever youāre doing. Next time it could be someone worse who catches you.ā And with that he closed the door and walked off.
Eren and Levi didnāt know what to say. They were both speechless and they were thinking very hard.
āI-I think I should go.ā Eren quickly said before grabbing his bag and running off home.
After that day Levi didnāt see Eren in school. He learned that he transfered schools and finished his senior year there.
***
Itās been 5 years since that day.
Even though Levi never saw Eren again, he still thought about him every day.
Is he okay?
How is he doing?
Does he have a new boyfriend?
Maybe he has a girlfriend?
Has he moved on?
Somehow the thought of that angered Levi, but soon it turned to sadness. Even if Eren has moved on, he still hasnāt and he probably never will.
A few years ago he had moved in an apartment in New York and got a job as a publisher in a newspaper company and heās been going strong ever since. He didnāt date anyone because he still wasnāt over Eren and even if he tried, he always compared them to Eren.
As he was walking to work, he saw a boy, roughly few years younger then him running very fast and before he could even wrap his head around it, the guy crashed into him and they both ended up on the floor in the middle of the street.
Levi groaned and opened his eyes.
He froze.
A pair of familiar green eyes were staring back at him in shock.
āE-E-Eren?ā
āLevi?ā
As if just now realizing their position, Eren quickly got up and helped Levi.
āI-I havenāt seen you in so long. What are you doing here?ā
āI work in the company down the street.ā
āWait, you mean that newspaper company?ā
āThatās the one.ā
āSeriuosly?! Iām going to start working there today!ā
āAre you for real?! So thatās why you were rushing?ā
āI thought I was gonna be late.ā
āDonāt worry, we have 15 more minutes.ā
āThank god.ā
āCome on, letās go.ā
Nobody really knows how things turned out between them, but two years later, Mikasa found a wedding invitation in the mail.
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In Her Memories (Mey-Rin/Ronald ficlet)
Recently I wrote out a fanfic idea about Mey-Rin and Ronald. I decided I had to go ahead and write out the story. I hope that everyone likes it.
The cozy room was quiet as if veil of silence had been cast over the tiny space. A older woman lay on the narrow bed, struggling to breathe, as she crossed her still slender hands across her chest. Although her once red hair had greyed over the years, time had been good to her so that only the softest lines touched her face. The fine wrinkles were mostly around her eyes, and framed her slightly dimmed irises. Normally her eyes were hidden by thick, cumbersome glasses, but she had set the glasses aside for the moment. She no longer had any use for the eyewear.
The atmosphere in the room changed almost imperceptibility, and she turned her head slightly. A smile graced her face her face when she saw what appeared to be a young man standing nearby. The dim light highlighted the blonde part of his hair as his peculiar, two-toned eyes took in her form. He took a few steps forward as he attempted to return her smile, but there was pain swimming in the depths of her green-gold eyes.
āI was hoping it would be you,ā she said hoarsely.
āI made sure you were on my list,ā he replied, as he sat down on the edge of the bed.
āThank you,ā she said. Coughing slightly, she reached her hand towards him. āI suspect itās time then?ā
āAlmost,ā he answered, and he took her hand. Their matching wedding bands, simple yet strong, sparkled in the available light.
She searched his face as she lay back on her pillow. The simple movements had taken all her strength, but she felt at peace. āIām happy,ā she whispered, āthat we were able to have our time together. Very happy.ā With a soft sigh, she closed her eyes for the final time as she exhaled. Her body stilled, and all that remained of her life was her soul.
Mey-Rin was dead.
Ronald looked at her for several minutes and struggled to hold back his tears. He had collected countless souls since becoming a Shinigami, but it had never affected him like this. Of course, he had never been in love before.
Finally, he produced a traditional scythe so that he could review her records and retrieve her soul. His customized scythe was faster, but it was so loud and impersonal. It seemed almost sacrilegious somehow. It was hard enough to stab her body, which looked as beautiful to him now as when he had first laid eyes on her, but it was his responsibility. For the first time ever, he looked away as he brought his scythe down.
Her memories flooded the room and slipped around. They didnāt struggle, as did many memories, instead they wrapped around him like a lover. A single tear escaped and slipped down his face to rest upon the corner of his mouth as if was a salty kiss as he looked at her records.
Her early life had been tough, far more difficult than he had imagined. She had taught pieces of it, such as how she had been trained to be killer. He winced, and he almost wished he could have saved her beforehand. The memories continued, and he saw her being ārescuedā by that demon. One of Ronaldās biggest regrets was that he had to keep Sebastianās true identity a secret. Her memories continued.
There was their first meeting. He had flirted, as he had loved to do with all the ladies, but he only had the slightest hint then how special she truly was or how special she would become to him. He would learn all this later when they met again by accident. She was a mystery to him; a true lady who had the most innocent longing for love even though she felt her hands were stained with blood. He began to make excuses to keep her company, and he slowly began to realize that he had fallen in love with her.
He watched as the memory replayed of when he admitted he was a Shinigami. Their love was forbidden for she was mortal and he collected mortal souls. While she would age and die, he would remain young and āliveā until the point he was able to find redemption - if that day ever arrived. She hadnāt cared, and their following wedding ceremony was personal and private.
The following years only saw their love grow stronger. They couldnāt truly live together for Ronaldās never changing face would only attract attention, but they spent as much as they could in one anotherās company. There were fights and disagreements along the way, but their love was strong enough to only grow after these minor hurdles.
She grew older, but her beauty never diminished. He couldnāt spend as much time with her as he would have liked, and it hurt him to see how much time she spent alone. Her health weakened, and finally he came to the end. The final memory was his own sad face.
It felt so wrong to say there was nothing to note in her records. He would have preferred to write that she was the most special woman he had ever met, but he knew that it wouldnāt be allowed. Swallowing his feelings, he stamped her file and made sure her soul was securely stored in his scythe for transport.
As he stood up, he held his scythe against his chest and close to his heart - which was the very place that Mey-Rin would live forever.
This is so sad. But I love it.
It's so beautiful, but so sad.
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5 things that make me happy
-Writing fanfics
-Levi Ackerman
-Drawing my favorite characters
-Food
-Natsu Dragneel
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Hey!! I just wanted to tell you that me and @popcornforcats(aka @shitpost-no-kyojin) have a wattpad together and we write anime fanfics. The account's name is Popcornforwolves. If u enjoy fanfics go check it out!!
Huge shoutout to @blondewolfstuff for drawing Levi for me š Youāre a cutie (Iām talking to the drawing)
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