7-7-7 Tag
Hello! I was tagged by the always lovely @lostcauses-noregrets (Thank you for tagging me Lost !💕💕💕)
7-7-7
The rules are as follows: Go to page 7 of your WIP, go to the seventh line, share seven sentences, and tag 7 more writer-bloggers to continue the challenge.
I am going to tag : @shippingeruri @chuulain @eyebrowluv @danchoupls
@the-silver-field @shadowgale96 Only if you want to of course!
Ok, so I got confused and just decided to share some of the 7th page of my canon fic (going on 10 pages so far rip me XD) I feel like I should warn everyone that this fic is post snk 102 *spoiler warning* (it’s a ghost story :( ) I’ll be putting this under a cut….
“I knew there was a possibility that I wouldn’t survive that final charge, Levi. I was willing to accept my fate.” Erwin admitted. “I abandoned my dreams in favor of saving humanity, I had no regrets and neither should you.”
Levi’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the edge of the desk tightly in an effort to keep his emotions in check. “You did. And what did you get in return? I failed to kill the Beast Titan and then I let you die.” Levi replied, voice wavering slightly. “I regretted it, Erwin. I couldn’t even stick to my own god damned words.”
Erwin felt his his heart clench at the smaller man’s confession. “You didn’t let me die, Levi, you gave me freedom. I can never thank you enough for that.” Erwin reached out and laid his hand on top of Levi’s. He felt the hand try to pull back but Erwin tightened his grip instead.
“I know, that was the last fucking thing you said to me.” Levi cringed as the words, ‘Thank you, Levi’ echoed inside his head.
“But you kept the promise you made on that rooftop.” Erwin replied as he gently brought his hand forward and grasped the edge of Levi’s cape. He gestured at the winged emblem. “You were always mine until the very end and I couldn’t ask for anything more. I’m so proud of you.” Erwin said softly.
Levi raised his head to look up at Erwin, tears trapped between thick lashes. “I was never truly yours, Erwin.” He murmured. “Not in the way I had wanted to be.”
