(A/N) This first section starts off fun and then I don't know what comes over me. You'll see.
Trigger warning for a very, very slight, teeny-tiny hint of non-con at the end of this chapter. I mean, I think if nothing has been a trigger for you in this story thus far, then it shouldn't be a problem, but I'll exercise caution here because what the fuck do I know?

Disclaimer: I do not own Attack on Titan or any of its characters, which is really lucky for them... I would do horrible things. I do own my OC, Erna Raban, and she's fine with that. The horrible things suit her alright.


Erna woke up, alone and in a comfortable bed. She opened her eyes and felt a jolt of that panic upon awaking that is sometimes common when the brain doesn't immediately recognize its surroundings as safe and familiar, but then she remembered where she was and nuzzled her face back into Levi's pillow. It smelled like his hair and she let out a sweet sigh. Feeling relaxed and well-rested, she opened her eyes again, this time looking at the window, at the bright sunlight filtering through. This time the jolt of panic she felt was rational and not instinctual, "Fuck me! What time is it?!"

Erna flew to the dresser, grabbing for her clothes and getting dressed as quickly as possible. She heard Levi's voice from the washroom, stating matter-of-factly, "You're awake."

"I'm going to miss breakfast! Why didn't you wake me up?" Erna struggled with the buttons of a shirt. The faster she tried to get dressed, the longer it always took.

"I didn't want to listen to your complaining. You whine too much when I wake you up."

Erna got tangled in a harness strap and nearly fell. "I wouldn't whine so much," she tugged at the strap, grunting, "if you would wake me up like a normal person," she tugged again, "instead of teasing me with your fingers or shaking me awake from what is obviously a really good sex dream!" She got her harness fixed, buckled, and straight, pulled her boots on and angrily stomped to the open washroom door to tell him that he was a goddamn sociopath, but she stopped at the door frame and her jaw dropped.

Levi stood in front of the mirror over the sink, a towel around his waist. He had already showered. His wet hair was tied into a top knot, out of the way as he shaved the sides of his undercut with a straight razor. He didn't turn around, but he could see her reaction in the mirror. "You look truly fascinated. Did you think my hair just did this on its own?"

"I… You…" Erna stammered and then let out a short, frustrated scream, stamped her foot and balled her hands into fists, "You are stupidly hot! I can't stand you!"

"Tch." He tried to act annoyed, "See? Always complaining." Erna elbowed him out of the way of the sink, making him almost cut the back of his neck with the razor, and splashed cold water on her face. Levi turned serious and as she reached for a towel he grabbed her wrist, twisting it behind her back and bringing the razor to her throat in one swift motion. He looked at her face in the mirror, loving the way she looked in the rare moments where she was actually afraid of him. Nothing was more alluring to him than when he could make her eyes wide with terror and watch her chest rise and fall as she breathed deeply and tried not to scream. She stood still as a statue. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Don't be so impulsive," as he traced her jawline with the razor, "You almost made me cut myself."

Levi knew that she could disarm him and put him down if she wanted to, that's what made the game fun. He knew she wanted that adrenaline rush, to let him scare her, and let him push the boundaries of her trust. He lightly pressed the blade against her skin and sucked on her earlobe, making her whimper and moan. He twisted her wrist a little harder and pressed his erection against her, keeping the razor still and pushing her into it hard enough to make her breath hitch, but not hard enough to break the skin of her deliciously vulnerable neck. She leaned back into him and moaned like an eager little slut. He considered taking her roughly from behind, making her clutch the sink, watching her face in the mirror as he fucked her… but he could wait. He let go of her wrist and took the razor away, continuing where he left off with his hair and reminding her, "You're going to be late." She looked, for a second, like her legs would give out. A noise came out of her that started as a whimper, turned into a moan, and finished as a primal sound of frustration. He smirked to himself as she turned around and stormed off.


Erna went through the door separating Levi's office from the apartment, trying to ignore the slight throbbing feeling between her legs. It was too late in the morning and there would be too many people around for her to go out the apartment door. Even though Levi didn't care if anyone knew, Erna liked to protect the little privacy she had. Leaving from the office would be less obvious. But aside from being able to come up with this small piece of strategy, she felt utterly senseless. Her thoughts only came in images. Her body still pumped with adrenaline and lust. She pressed her forehead against the cool wood of the door to the corridor and breathed. "Baka…" she murmured. She turned and looked at a clock that sat atop a shelf on the other wall. There was no time to collect herself, she opened the door and took off running to the dining hall.

It was still more crowded than she was used to. Too many new faces. She found her squad and sat down hurriedly at the end of the table next to Krista who gently pushed a cup of coffee over the tabletop to her. While everyone else was still busy talking about how annoying the adjustments for the new recruits were, Krista leaned over and whispered, "I told them you overslept. Otherwise they would think you spent the night with a trainee and you'd never hear the end of it."

Erna looked down at the mug; the coffee was black, the way she liked. She wanted to hug the girl. She whispered back, "You're so sweet. Thank you."

"I just want everybody to be happy." Krista flashed her one of her big-eyed smiles that made it seem like light was shining down from heaven and angels were singing. How does she do that?

Erna drank her coffee which was only lukewarm, so it must have been waiting for her for a while. Her mind was still cloudy from before. She fixed her eyes on the mug, but she was seeing Levi, naked, hurting her, fucking her, both at the same time, in a myriad of different ways. She got lost in thought for a while.

Connie eventually interrupted her thinking, "Erna, you lightweight, how did you get hung over and oversleep when none of us even got a decent buzz?"

Erna paused for a second, her brain not being in the mode it needed to be in order to make sentences. Then she deflected with flattery, "I just can't handle my booze like you guys can."

Sasha pointed out, "You seemed fine when you left last night."

Erna deflected again, "What about you guys? How was your slumber party?" Neither Sasha nor Connie answered, but they both blushed.

Just as everyone noticed, came to the same conclusion, and were about to start grilling them for details, Levi stepped in and unintentionally saved the pair. "Oi, brats. Get your gear. We're going out on reconnaissance. It's too loud around here lately." Everyone paused, torn between following the order or delaying it for a moment and teasing Sasha and Connie until Levi added, "Now." They scattered.

When everyone was gone, Erna gave him a dirty look, "You could have told me." Now she would have to run to get her 3DMG from his room, which was much farther than everyone else's and make it outside to get her horse, get ready, and keep up with everyone else.

As she got up from her chair and went to walk past him, he grabbed her upper arm, stopping her at his side and saying only just loudly enough for her to hear, "When did you want me tell you? When you were incessantly whining at me for not waking you up? When you were writhing against me and moaning with my razor to your throat? Or when you threw a tantrum and stormed off like a petulant brat?" She turned to face him, her face flushed and her heart beat faster at his words. She couldn't help getting excited whenever his voice was dripping with evil and contempt. She liked when he sounded like he wanted to hurt and humiliate her and he knew it. She felt the wetness return between her legs. She felt like she wanted to attack him, bite him, scratch him, impale herself on his cock. She wanted to do everything and she wanted it to be fast and rough and animalistic. Her eyes glazed over and her mouth went dry. He gave her arm a little shake, "I have a lot to punish you for later. For now, try to focus and not get yourself killed." Erna shook her head, trying to literally shake the images from her mind. Levi let go of her arm, telling her, "Go. Don't keep me waiting."

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Erna ran out to where the rest of Levi's and Hange's squads were waiting, out of breath and faster, she knew, than Levi expected. When she had gotten to his room and put her 3DMG together, she'd opened his window and jumped out. Shooting a hook into the outer part of the windowsill, she had rappelled down, cutting the time it would take her to get out and meet up with them by half. Still, she was late. Everyone was already on their horses and waiting. Levi attempted to embarrass her, "What took you so long?"

Erna took her saddle off her hip and rested it on the ground, bringing her fingers to her lips in a long, loud whistle. She smiled, "I had to get carrots." She took a carrot from her pocket and broke it in half, casually holding a broken piece out in the flat of her palm, not even turning her head as her horse galloped up behind her, slid to a stop, and devoured the offering, nearly taking Erna's fingers with it. She equipped Raven with her saddle, bridle, and signal flares quickly and bribed her into coming down to her knees with the other half of the carrot and she mounted up. "Sorry! I'm ready." She got into formation and they left the headquarters, going out over the drawbridge into the open, and fanning out.

Before pulling her horse away, Erna yelled to the person closest to her, "Mikasa, did they say where we're going?"

"We're searching out a new route… They didn't say what for… Just south for now…" Mikasa replied calmly, and Erna drifted away until she was a speck in the distance.

For a while, Erna remained hyper-vigilant, tense and ready. After a few miles of riding at a fast, but steady pace, keeping the riders on all sides just close enough to be seen over the landscape and not seeing any flares go up, she started to relax. The change of scenery was lovely. She thought it was nice to get away from the now cramped and crowded headquarters. Even though the chance of dying out here was much higher, it felt more quiet and peaceful than being inside headquarters where everything was relatively very safe. She let her mind go blank for a while, feeling all of the stress from the morning pouring out of her. So many feelings came with being human and they were mentally taxing for her. She had missed being in the way of danger, out on missions where everything was simple, adrenaline leaving no room for anxieties and keeping her mind blank and ready to react quickly. After covering about nine more miles, she heard a pop and a hiss to her right and saw both a red and then a black flare off in the distance. She didn't feel any apprehension. She only had two thoughts, "Break formation" and "Neutralize threat." Nothing else ran through her head as she steered Raven towards the source of the flares.

Because of their size, Erna saw the titans long before she could see who sent up the flares. One was smaller and running after two riders who were chasing another, larger titan that was running eastward. Erna signaled to the two riders to take care of the titan behind them, that she would get the variant. She didn't notice details. She took in what was relevant Perpendicular course, about 55mph, Target… she scanned the horizon, trying to see what the variant was locked on, what it was running towards in lieu of attacking the closest humans… undetermined. In her peripheral vision she saw the other two riders working together to easily hamstring and kill the smaller titan.

Erna brought her feet up, stood on the saddle, jumped, and shot her grapple hooks into the far ankle of the larger titan, reeling herself in, flying dangerously low to the ground, and slashing the tendons behind both ankles, releasing the hooks as the titan fell forwards away from her. Before it was even flat on the ground, she shot a hook into its back, reeled in, released and fell in a graceful arc, using gravity and momentum to give her enough weight to make a deep slash through the nape of the neck. It was over in three seconds. Steam began to surround her in an artificial fog and she jumped down, walking away as she sheathed her blades. Once out of the titan steam, she whistled. While she waited, she took another carrot from inside her jacket. Connie and Sasha reached her as she waited for her horse. When Sasha saw who it was, she shouted, "Doll-Face!"

Erna just smiled. She felt serene out here working like this, teasing didn't bother her the way it did at headquarters. They heard a pop and a hiss and saw a green signal flare. Six miles south, Erna thought. She whistled again, breaking the carrot in half, "You guys go ahead, I'll catch up."

"Are you sure?" Connie asked.

"Raven always runs off to graze the second I'm off, but she comes back eventually. Don't wait for me, I'll be fine."

"You're creepiest when you're calm like this, you know?" Sasha wasn't teasing her so much as making an accurate observation.

Erna shrugged, "I like it out here. This makes sense to me."

"You are the weirdest." Connie remarked and he and Sasha rode away towards the signal flare, Sasha yelling over her shoulder, "Be careful, Doll-Face!"

Erna stretched. She watched the clouds. She whistled again, certain that Raven was being lazy and grazing somewhere out of sight. Stupid horse. She took a bite of the carrot. The sun felt warmer and the air seemed clearer, even though she was quite sure it was the same sun and air as was near headquarters. She took another bite. Everything felt better when she was out in the open, outside the walls, outside headquarters, it was like all concern and memory of her life went away. Any pull her ego had over her disappeared. There were no decisions, no frustrations, no thoughts of anything. The outside world in all its danger was like her drug or like some kind of purgatory where there were no feelings of agony or ecstasy, just the calmness of feeling nothing. She listened to the birds and let her mind be a blank space for minutes before she saw a titan in the distance running towards her, but then the only thought that formed was, Get off the ground.

For now, she stood where she was, whistling again, Please be okay, you stupid horse. She dropped the carrot, estimated the titan's speed, and sprinted in the direction where she had last left Raven. Running was better than standing. Soon, she saw her horse galloping towards her, but not fast enough, and with another titan behind her, also running towards Erna.

Save the horse, can't get out without her. Erna dug her feet into the ground, pushing off to run in a lateral direction, so the titan would change course and not trample over her horse to get to her, but this put her closer to the first titan. Get off the ground. She could feel the earth shaking. She took out two new blades and then stood, every muscle tensed and waiting. When the closer titan leaned down and made a grab for her, she shot a hook just behind its wrist and reeled herself in enough to get well away from the ground, detached the hook, shot the other one into its shoulder, reeled herself up, released. The titan tried to grab at the line, but it was already released and reeling back to her. She stabbed a blade into the side of the titan's neck, just to hold herself there, not killing it yet. Wait. Don't go to the ground. Wait.

She waited for the other titan to get closer as the one she was standing on thrashed, clumsily trying to reach for her. When the other titan was close enough, she took a clean slice from the nape of the neck of her ride. As it started to fall forward, she jumped and shot her hooks into the next one. This was easier, since she was already up in the air, she could go straight to the shoulder, release, fall, and make her cut in a little less than a full second. When it was done, she shot back to the first titan that was still falling, reeled herself down with it, released and jumped, tucking and rolling against the ground. Look. She swiveled her head all around. There weren't any titans visible, but she could hear the sound of one coming from the same direction as the others.

If she could hear it, it was too close. Get the horse.

She ran to Raven who was a little ways away, around about where she had dropped the carrot, but the carrot was gone now. The whites of her eyes were showing, which was rare for a Survey Corps horse, and she was lathered in sweat – also rare. There was a small gash on her shoulder and a thin rivulet of blood dripping down her leg.

Erna asked, "What in the hell happened to you?" If horses could talk, Raven would have explained something about finding the best grass around the edges of small forests, an encounter with a bear, and how maybe it wasn't best to completely breed the fear out of horses since their best defense was running away in fear, but horses can't talk and so Erna got no answer.

Erna couldn't let herself feel concerned. No matter how the horse was hurt, she needed her to run. She grabbed a chunk of Raven's mane and vaulted up to the saddle. The horse took off like a shot. Erna searched the sky for the remnants of the green signal flare, fading in the wind, but still visible, and she steered for it, leaning forward and murmuring into Raven's ear the whole way to calm her, "Run, you evil thing. Your laziness is going to kill us both. Soft and steady, but only run. Run and keep running even if your lungs burst." Her words were harsh, but her tone was affectionate, steady, and comforting.

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Erna followed the spot she had seen the green smoke until she saw the other horses, they were stopped now though, at the edge of an abandoned town. Erna let Raven slow to a trot and she made a running dismount when they got closer, thanking the horse for getting them to safety despite her wounded shoulder. About half of the other riders were dismounted too. Apparently they had been there for a bit. A little further away, Hange and Levi argued over a map that Hange held out. No one seemed to know what they were arguing over. They were only fifteen or twenty miles from headquarters, so they couldn't be lost.

Hange threw her hands up in frustration, pushed the map into Levi's hands, and turned in Armin's direction, shouting, "Armin, talk sense to him, I can't deal with this!" As Armin nervously walked over, Levi looked up, scanning the group, and saw Erna. He walked past Armin, handing him the map but ignoring him and going straight for Erna. Armin looked relieved to be ignored in this one instance.

"What happened to you?"

Was his voice tinged with concern or was that quiet anger or were those the same thing? She couldn't tell. "Nothing. My horse needs first aid and water."

Levi looked at the cut on the horse's shoulder. "Take a spare horse. Leave it."

There weren't many things that Erna was attached to in this world. She didn't have any personal possessions that she cared about, nothing that was irreplaceable or sentimental. The only thing she really cared much about was Levi, but her horse, as mean and dangerous as she was, came in a very close second. "I… am not… leaving… my horse," she said very slowly and severely.

Levi sighed. "Hange, you're good with beasts. Can this one make it?" He shouted over to Hange who was now going over the map with Armin.

Hange came over and Erna showed her the gash. Erna moved to Raven's head and spoke to her quietly and fed her the last carrot she had in small pieces to distract her while Hange examined her. After some scrutiny, Hange decided, "The cut's not so deep. It won't bleed out. But we can't take it for the rest of the mission."

"You're confident it will survive from here back to headquarters?" Levi asked.

"Of course, but –," Hange started, but Levi cut her off. "We're at a stalemate anyway. We'll try another day."

Hange sighed, not happy, but unwilling to argue anymore. "Oh well, we made a good distance anyway." Then she perked up, "Did you run into any titans?" she asked Erna.

"Oh, um," Erna was always a little thrown off by how enthusiastic Hange got about titans. "I took down a variant, then I was waiting for my horse and I had to kill two more. I heard a third one, but I lost it."

Levi sounded unmistakably angry, "Why didn't you send up a signal flare?"

Erna blinked, surprised at the question, she thought the answer was obvious. "I didn't have my horse... The flares are with the horse," she pointed at the pack attached near the saddle. He brought his palm to his forehead.

"Armin!" Hange shouted. Armin hurried over and she snatched the map from him. She held it out and said, "Erna, do me a favor and mark where you saw the titans."

Erna didn't even try to look at the map. Map-reading was not a skill she possessed. "So, um…" She pointed in the direction she had come from, "about four or five miles that way. The variant was heading east, but I didn't see where it came from or what it was running for. The others…" she closed her eyes. She had to think about it. "One approached from the north, the other from northeast and the one I heard but didn't see was also coming from northeast. Maybe there were more coming from that direction; I didn't stay to see."

Hange gave the map back to Armin who got a red pencil from his jacket pocket and marked x's on it. Her eyes lit up, "What did they look like?!"

Erna shrugged, "I didn't notice."

Hange threw her hands up and yelled, "What do you mean you didn't notice!?"

Erna couldn't help responding with a yell. All this discussion had ruined her calm, "Their individual faces and personalities aren't something I take in as information that is relevant to the situation! I can tell you what the napes of their necks looked like: the same! They all look the same!"

Levi made a slight smile. Hange looked horrified and then muttered softly as though she were hurt by the words, "I can't believe I tried to get you on my squad."

Krista walked over, leading another horse, and she handed the reins to Erna before wrapping her in a tight, tearful hug. "I'm so glad you're okay!"

The sudden affection was very jarring for Erna. She stood stiffly, not sure how to react. Then she tried to wriggle out of the hug, "Of course I'm okay! Let go of me!"

Armin reassured Erna, "It's alright, she just does this. Krista's very empathetic." Erna extracted herself from Krista's arms, Armin folded up the map and gave it back to Hange, and Levi gave the order for everyone to mount up. Erna put her forehead against Raven's, and was about to thank her again when the horse head-butted her and pushed her away with her nose. "You evil bitch," Erna rubbed her head, "Ow… I wouldn't want you any other way…" She mounted the fresh horse, which was smaller – small enough for her to get on from the ground – and led Raven behind her as they got back into formation and headed back for headquarters.


Levi and Hange stood in Erwin's office. The clean-cut blonde man furrowed his eyebrows. "So you couldn't find a safe route?"

"Well we made it to the first checkpoint I had planned…" Hange brought her hand to the back of her neck. "But we disagreed about where to go from there."

"What changed?" Erwin asked.

"Hange wanted to alter the route so she could check out a small, abandoned township twenty miles to the east of the first checkpoint."

"I just think it might be a better place to set up operations. More buildings to maneuver off of would make things safer, wouldn't they? And everyone would have more space –," Hange was cut off by Erwin before she could keep listing reasons.

"I approved your original proposal to use the abandoned isolation hospital in Ralsog … I appreciate your concern for safety, but a small township isn't going to have any buildings with deep basements."

Hange gave up her argument, "… Yes, Erwin, I'm sorry."

"Nothing goes forward until you can prove that you can actually make it there. If you can find a relatively safe route there and back, then we'll talk about details." Erwin rubbed his temples. "Why did you stop?"

"The formation was broken by titans. A horse was injured." Levi stated in his deadpan, matter-of-fact tone.

"We have more horses. They're expendable." Erwin's voice was cold.

"To be clearer, Raban's horse was injured. She refused to go on without it," Levi replied.

"… Hange, you're dismissed…"

...


Erna had skipped dinner to make sure the veterinary staff took good care of Raven. It was long after dark when she finally left the stable, took a hot shower, and collapsed on the bed naked and exhausted. She was only mildly curious at the fact that Levi wasn't there. He was probably in the office. She wondered if she should go check, but decided she was too tired and the bed was too soft.

She heard the door to the first room open before she could drift off to sleep. She recognized the sound of Levi's boots hitting the floor, the bedroom door opening, and the rustling sound of him getting undressed. She thought that he would be as tired as she was and just fall into bed. She didn't open her eyes until she felt his hands grab her hips and roughly pull her to the edge of the bed. His eyes had a feral and hungry look. He spread her legs and lined his cock up with her entrance, but she clamped her thighs around his waist, holding him still so that he couldn't move any further, "Wait, Levi, I'm not…"

Levi ignored her pleading and leaned over her, grabbing her wrists and pinning them to the bed. He bit down on the curve where her shoulder met her neck, hard. She cried out and lost the grip she had with her thighs for only a second, but that was all he needed. He let go of her wrists and grabbed her thighs, roughly pulling them apart and holding them as he thrust inside of her.

"Ha! … Levi!" Erna gasped in pain. There was no foreplay and she wasn't wet enough, but after a few more rough thrusts the lubrication came and the pain turned into pleasure. He didn't say anything, he only grunted like an animal. When she relaxed her thighs and moaned, he let go of her legs and leaned down to suck on her neck, bruising her with his mouth. She didn't care about the marks it would leave, his feral-ness was contagious. She gasped and moaned and tried to buck her hips to meet his thrusts, just as impatient as he was.

Levi stopped her and pulled out. Before she even had a chance to whine and beg him not to tease her, he got onto the bed, turning her over onto her stomach and pulling her up by her waist so that she was bent over on her hands and knees. He grabbed her hips and plunged roughly inside her again, getting much deeper than before. Erna cried out and grunted, feeling like she didn't have any more room for him inside her. He pounded into her without any restraint, her arms couldn't support her and she fell into the soft, clean sheets, her face turned to the side. He pushed into her, hooking an arm around her waist to hold her hips up, he reached forward with one hand and pressed her face down against the bed. His thumb pressed into her cheek, too close to her mouth, she bit down on it hard. There was no thought of hurting him, it was just something she was driven to do instinctually. He didn't try to pull his hand away, he let her clamp her teeth on his thumb and he grunted, plowing into her harder and harder until she felt his cock twitch inside her. He pulled out, ripped his thumb from her teeth, and pulled her up by her hair, twisting her around and forcing her mouth down onto his cock, grinding his pelvis against her nose and burying himself in her throat as he came.

When he was completely drained, he let go of her head and she popped up. He put his arm around her shoulders and pushed her down to lie on her back. He lay on his side, next to her, and held her tightly as he caught his breath in ragged gasps. When Erna's capacity for thought returned, she got out between breaths, "What… the fuck… was that?"

He pulled her closer and, back to normal, stated in his emotionless voice, "I thought you were dead."

She didn't understand. "I'm obviously not."

"Idiot girl… When you broke formation... No one knew where you were for nearly an hour."

She was offended, she felt he underestimated her. "I was doing my job. I'm not reckless. Don't worry about me out there."

"If it appears that you're dead, I'm going to go ahead and worry about you or mourn you, whatever the situation dictates."

Erna didn't like the thought of it. Not the being dead part, that was something she was used to thinking about, but she didn't like the thought of him mourning over her or worrying about her, or worst of all, getting killed because of her. "… Don't try to save me."

"Stupid girl, I already told you I wouldn't. How I feel about you doesn't effect my decisions." He twirled one of her curls around a finger, "I wouldn't send anyone after you if you didn't come back. If there were something you couldn't deal with then it would be a suicide mission for anyone else."

That made her feel better. She teased him, "I'm going to outlive you, old man."

"I'm counting on it. Go to sleep."


(A/N) If you are an American Literature nerd like me then you may appreciate that Erna's little dialogue to her horse as she's running is based on the way the character Stubb of Moby Dick, would talk to his boat-rowers to encourage them to row faster. Moby Dick and Attack on Titan are alike in a lot of ways. Moby Dick was inspired by what happened to a boat called The Essex, and that story involves a lot of cannibalism after a whale destroys the boat and the crew is lost at sea for upwards of 90 days. Whales are giant, titans are giant. They both roam freely about two thirds of the earth where only eccentric characters dare to risk death to try and kill them. The 3DMG functions very much like a harpoon. Commander Erwin would absolutely be Captain Ahab; they are both fucking crazy and obsessed and view people only as tools to help them in their mission. Only Erwin is missing an arm instead of a leg. But how awesome would it be if Erwin had a fucking peg leg? Pretty awesome in my opinion. Levi would be Starbuck to Erwin's Ahab, for so many reasons. I can't list all of the similarities without spoiling Moby Dick, which I am certain you are going to go read now. Mikasa would be Queequeg because they are both exotic and inscrutable and incredibly strong and skilled at killing giant monster things. Eren would be Ishmael because they are both boring main characters who I am not super fond of.

"Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee." - Herman Melville, "Moby Dick"

Come on, that is so Attack on Titan.

Thank you for reading. I totally love you.