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Cinnamon Sugar Biscuits (1/2)

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Erurimike - Dominant Erwin - Switch Levi - Pet Mike - established relationship - building polyamorous relationship - consensual kink - D/s and pet play - fluff and sweetness - 7400 words - 

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mer!erumikeri for @monidon from @hloneheart! <3

I hope you enjoy your fish babies, they were very fun to draw, as usual!

[fairylights101writes]

39. “You’re an idiot. I’ve met smarter sandwiches.” ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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One shuddering breath. Two. His chest hitched beneath Erwin’s hand and the commander bit his lip harshly as he swallowed. “Hey, c’mon Levi… The medic team is almost here. Open your eyes, okay?”

Those deep silver eyes fluttered open as Levi’s lips twitched, formed a weak smile. “You fucking idiot…”

Mike snorted beside him, but there was nothing behind it. No humor, no hope. Just darkness and despair. Erwin nearly choked.

“Both of you…” Levi mumbled, and his  hand twitched up. His fingers were shaky as they brushed across Erwin’s hand, then settled on Mike’s elbow. His fingers and hand were coated with blood. Not the kind that burned away in steam. Just like the kind that slicked his chest, pumped out from the bloody stump of his leg. “I-” He broke off into a cough, rough and weak, and blood splattered across Erwin’s face.

He bit back everything he felt - all the tears and fear and terror as he clutched Levi’s shoulder. “You what?”

“I think… you’re both idiots. I… I’ve met smarter sandwiches. F-fuck… I’ve met s-smarter… rocks.”

Mike’s choked laugh sounded more like a sob as his fingers twitched across Levi’s blood-streaked cheek and he pressed closer, nose twitching. “We couldn’t just leave you…”

Levi’s lips twitched. His whole body twitched. His hand jerked against Mike’s. “‘S cold…” he mumbled after a minute.

Erwin nodded. He could taste blood in his mouth - his own.

Mike wasn’t even trying - tears streaked his cheeks, a hot mess, and dripped down onto Levi’s trembling body. “I’m sorry,” the other blond whispered, “I shouldn’t have turned my back.”

“Sh-shut up,” Levi whispered.

Erwin closed his eyes, clenched them tight. That didn’t give him a better sight though. Just the image of turning around mid-air, the world a blur of green and brown and red. Seeing Levi spinning through the air, graceful, until a hand lunged up and caught his wire, brought him crashing to the ground. Impaled on his own blade when he’d crashed to the ground. Swept up by a Titan’s hand. Bitten before Erwin and Mike could slice the Titan to shreds and free him from its clumsy, meaty paws.

And now he lay sprawled on a branch as the world shook around them, bleeding out with the promise of medics on their lips. They aren’t coming. He knows it. We all know it. Titans still swarmed. Their men had retreated. And yet he and Mike were still there, clinging to a man who was rapidly becoming nothing more than a shell right before their eyes.

Another hitched breath. Levi coughed quietly. “Go.”

The tree shook, a slight shiver as Titans pawed at the trunk. Erwin glanced down. Their eyes were dull, glazed with primal hunger. Eager to devour the three of them while blood still pumped through their veins and flooded through their hearts. For as long as the third was still alive anyways.

Mike leaned forward with a quiet sound, buried his face into Levi’s neck. “You can’t go,” he whispered quietly, almost too quiet for Erwin to hear. “This world needs you… Erwin needs you… I need you…”

Levi’s lips twitched, his eyes narrowed. Fear. He was scared too. And that made it so much harder for Erwin to choke back his tears as he clutched Levi’s shoulder tighter. “I…” Levi whispered, but he faltered, turned his head into Mike’s face instead for a moment, then his head lolled back, eyes open. “Erwin…” he whispered. His eyes didn’t move. Stayed locked on the canopy above. Unseeing.

Erwin closed his eyes, bit his tongue as he nodded. “Yes, Levi?”

“... I can’t see.” Mike inhaled, a weak, shuddering gasp that drowned out Levi’s weaker breaths. His chest hitched weakly and Erwin’s hand drifted to his throat. His pulse throbbed beneath his thumb, faltering, faint. “Hey, Mike?”

The blond nodded. He looked so small, so fragile - Erwin could only imagine that he looked the same. Helpless. Scared. Because a person who had become a part of them was rapidly fading away, leaking through their fingertips as they watched, helpless. “I-I’m here, Levi.”

“M-make sure… he doesn’t… fuck up. Take… take care of him.”

Erwin’s smile was brittle as it wobbled to life on his lips. Of course - of fucking course Levi would think of him and Mike and not himself. His hand moved up, shifted to brush Levi’s sweaty, bloody mess of matted hair back.

“He will.”

“I will,” they chorused together, deathly quiet.

“We’ll take good care of each other.”

His smile was weak, fragile. Almost hid the fear and pain that coated his face as he shuddered and coughed again. Blood bubbled from his lips, just a dribble. “I…”

His head lolled to the side and the fingers on them slackened. Fell away. One final sigh. Weak. His eyes didn’t close again. His chest didn’t rise.

Erwin felt it, the absence of that faint little pulse that had once throbbed so strongly beneath his fingers late at night. He’d felt it a thousand, a million times. Calm and even when Levi was relaxed, content. Sluggish and slow, just a little, early in the mornings or late at night when he was tired. Quick with trepidation. Heavy and swift with passion and energy as he and Erwin and Mike rumpled the sheets in the late hours or slammed each other against doorways, eager for touches and reminders that they were alive, that their love wasn’t just a façade in the harsh reality of the world.

But he’d never felt nothingness.

And it made his insides freeze, lock up into ice as he slowly tilted forward and pressed his face into the other side of Levi’s neck, a mimic of Mike. His partner whimpered quietly, weakly, and Erwin could only mimic the noise weakly. A blood-slicked hand found his. “I’m sorry,” he whispered into Levi’s ear, even though he could no longer hear it.

“I’m so sorry…” Mike gasped.

And Levi couldn’t say a thing.

The forest shook around them, but for a moment all that remained was the scent of blood that masked Levi’s scent almost entirely and the way Mike’s hand shook as he clutched at him weakly. Goodbye, my love.

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Loud jangling notes filled the room and Levi nearly tripped over every God damn thing in the way before he snatched up the phone, heart in his throat as he stared at the lit screen. Call from Erwin. Levi swiped the screen and pressed the phone to his ear, breath caught in his throat. “Hello?”

“Levi.”

Oh thank God. It was the paranoia in him that made his heart lurch every time Erwin or Mike called him when they were supposed to be on a flight. It was nerve-wracking, knowing they were going up encased in tons of steel that, by all rights, never should have been able to leave the ground in the first place, on top of how many things could go wrong throughout those long hours they were cooped on-board.

“Hey, Erwin,” he managed, voice a little shaky from the lingering apprehension but the relief was too overwhelming to keep it there for long. “Miss me yet?”

“We’ve been missing you every day.”

“Good. Give those higher ups fucking hell when you get back for making you leave and come back so close to Christmas.”

“Ah, about that…” This time it was his stomach that moved and it sank so far it might as well have merged with the filthy earth beneath the apartment complex and rotted away. Hell, it certainly didn’t feel like it was inside him anymore.

There was a rustle, then another, deeper voice joined Erwin’s, smooth whiskey where Erwin’s was honey, and it carried less authority and a more Southern drawl. “Levi, they pushed our flight back. I don’t think we’ll make it back in time.”

Mike’s sweet voice crushed him with those words and he let his shoulders sag as he drifted back to the couch and sank down, abruptly too weak to stand. “Ah… Okay.” He couldn’t do anything. What good would screaming and wailing and cursing whatever god had decided to screw them over, this time in the worst fucking way possible, do? Nothing, absolutely nothing.

“Darlin’,” Mike murmured quietly, his voice bitter music to hear, “I’m so sorry.”

“Me too, Levi.”

“It’s not your fault,” he muttered as he drew a pillow to his chest and crushed it close - it was obviously the best he was going to get on this cruel, lonesome Christmas Eve. “It’s not like you two can control the weather.”

“Still…”

“Just… when are you expected to take off?”

“We don’t know yet. But it’s late over there Levi. You should go to bed. I’m sure you haven’t been sleeping well.”

“Fuck you, Erwin,” Levi huffed as he glared at the clock and pressed the pillow tighter to his chest, “It’s not even ten.” That was true but there was no denying the deepened bags beneath his eyes or the way he’d been yawning all day as he’d cleaned, determined to have a distraction that lasted for a few hours and left their flat presentable and immaculate. And he hadn’t exactly slept the night before between the call that had lasted until one in the morning for him, just like they had every day for the last week. His jaw split into another as he stared at those stupid bright red numbers and Erwin and Mike must have heard it because they hummed.

“Lie down, Levi,” Mike murmured, “We’ll be there soon. Maybe early in the morning if the weather lets up.”

Levi grunted but obliged them. He stretched out on the couch and dragged a silky-soft blanket down over his body as he squeezed the pillow, lips turned down and a brutal ache clawing at his chest. “I wish you guys were home.” A rare admittance of weakness, one he wouldn’t be particularly proud of later, but there nevertheless. He craved their strong arms and familiar presences. The apartment was too big, too empty without them, and he had no clue how to fill the space. Hanji and Isabel and Farlan hadn’t been able to do much, the way they fit into the apartment nowhere near right.

“Us too. I promise we’ll make this up to you.”

“You’d better,” Levi mumbled as his eyes fluttered shut, the cocoon of warmth and softness too irresistible. But he still forced his thick tongue to cooperate and his weary mind to make conversation with his lovers. It lasted until their voices lulled him and his words faded away into silence and soft, even breaths and his hand slackened and fell away, the phone with it and the call lasting for a few minutes longer before his boyfriends hung up with smiles - but he was oblivious and unaware to all of that.

Warm arms curled around him and his tongue refused to cooperate as gray eyes blinked open. Blond hair, two heads of it - one a shaggy mess, one perfectly combed. Perfect contrast, he thought hazily. He couldn’t move his arms - they were heavy with sleep and fisted into the soft fabric he was nestled against. “… Mmmirwin?” he mumbled clumsily and they chuckled.

“We’re home. Go back to sleep.” He just nodded dumbly and pressed his face closer to the solid body that held his - it smelled like spice and home. He vaguely felt those slow, methodical steps as they carried him, then those arms settled him in the middle of something warm - the bed he dimly realized as his grasping hand closed around a pillow. Far away rustles, then closer ones, and then two warm bodies closed in on either side of him. A kiss to his forehead, a kiss to the nape of his neck.

“Merry Christmas, Levi,” Erwin breathed.

“Happy Birthday, sweetheart,” Mike murmured. Levi fell back asleep with a smile on his face and two warm hands on him, both over his hip. ’S nice…

[genjishimemeda]

erumikeri christmas au where mike gets the tallest fucking tree their house can fit and levi sets about decorating it but can't reach the tallest boughs even with a stepstool so mike has to hold him up and erwin just sits on the couch sipping cocoa and mumbles "it's the circle of life" under his breath

[foxaloxa]

Title: Homecoming, Chapter Eleven Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan Rating: Mature (for the whole fic; this chapter is SFW) Pairings: Mike/Erwin, Erwin/Levi, Mike/Levi (any combination of the three), maybe some other pairings thrown in.

Summary: The US has finally withdrawn from Vietnam, and a number of POWs are being sent home. Among them is Mike Zacharius. He’s overjoyed to be freed, but after years of captivity, he’s not sure if he’s the same man he once was, or what kind of home he’ll be coming back to. It’s been seven years since he’s had any word from his friends and family, and seven years since he last saw the man he loves.

Warnings (for the whole fic): Sexual content; mentions of torture, abuse, and military violence; PTSD and depression; alcohol abuse; discussion of politics; homophobia; infidelity, suicide.

In this chapter: the ghost of the past and the shadow of the present. Also, I include a teenage canon character for the first time!

[ask-the-3old-men]

Mike: Fatherhood can not be shared between us. 

Erwin: Agreed. 

[foxaloxa]

Title: Homecoming, Chapter Nine

Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan

Rating: Mature

Pairings: Mike/Erwin, Erwin/Levi, Mike/Levi (any combination of the three)

Summary: The US has finally withdrawn from Vietnam, and a number of POWs are being sent home. Among them is Mike Zacharius. He’s overjoyed to be freed, but after years of captivity, he’s not sure if he’s the same man he once was, or what kind of home he’ll be coming back to. It’s been seven years since he’s had any word from his friends and family, and seven years since he last saw the man he loves.

In this chapter, Nile has to confront the truth about his friends' relationship, and Mike has to deal with Nile.

Warnings (for the whole fic): Sexual content; mentions of torture, abuse, and military violence; PTSD and depression; alcohol abuse; discussion of politics; homophobia; infidelity