Oh finals You beckon a fresh start The hope for a new year Yet your tendrils grasp me with the strength of a hundred men Pulling me back Toward the sweet release of death And cold silence From which I shall never return

Please  Let me be free

Here it is.  A collaboration between me and the wonderful nire55.  A work that shall live on throughout the generations.

37.  Meeting in prison au

I’ll warn you now, I barely know what I just wrote and it’s pretty fucked up omgPlease forgive any grammatical errors or if something sounds weird…I didn’t proofread too much.  Also, this is NOT meant to be a social statement, as I realized halfway through it could be taken as.

Anyway, here you go!  You get to figure out the ship yourself ;D (it’s nothing bad I swear)

In which Hanji and Levi have clashing views on relaxation.

I may go back and edit more later________________________________________________________

Levi tilted his head back and sipped his tea.  The air was clear and one could smell the faint scent of apples as a cool breeze wafted through his open window and ruffled the petite man’s hair.  Finally, it was here.  His one day off of the month.  The one day Levi could sit back and do nothing…No shitty brats to deal with, no titans to kill, and no paperwork to do.  Everything was perfect.  Even his tea tasted better than usual.

Placing his tea on his desk, Levi relaxed into his chair and closed his eyes.  He was on the verge of falling asleep when he heard someone screaming his name from the floor below him.  Levi blinked his eyes open, glaring at his door for a few moments in which there was complete silence.  Deeping the noise to be unworthy of his attention, he once again shut his eyes and soon fell into a light sleep. 

A few minutes later, Levi’s door suddenly slammed open, revealing a brown haired woman with glasses and a wild grin.  Jolted out of his sleep, Levi stared at the intruder in a haze, unable to properly process what was going on.

“Levi, look what I just found!”

The woman walked to the aforementioned man’s desk, holding out a pale, severed foot for him to blankly stare at.  The offending object hovered near Levi’s nose, replacing the pleasant smell of apples with that of decomposing flesh and bile.  He started at it, disgusted.

“We found this in Bean’s vomit!  Look, the nails are still intact and everything!  Even some of the hairs are still here!” the woman said excitedly, shoving the foot closer to Levi’s face.

He sighed.  “Shitty glasses.”

She looked down at him, still grinning wildly.  Even the murderous look in Levi’s eyes did nothing to change her expression.  However, she did pull the foot away from his face to cradle it in her arms.

“Yesss?”

Levi rubbed the bridge of his nose to ease his growing headache.  “Aren’t you supposed to be…Relaxing?”  Levi was not the only one with a day off today.  In fact, a good portion of the Survey Corps did.

“But Leviiii, I am relaxing!”

“Studying shitty titan puke is not relaxing.”

“But if you just gave it a chance-“

He cut her off with another glare.  “Hanji.  If you do not shut up and leave my office within the next five seconds I will throw this cup at your face,” Levi said, gesturing to his half-full teacup, “And I will not miss.”

Hanji heeded his warning and quickly backed up and into his doorway, where she paused. “You don’t know what you’re missing out on shortie!” she yelled, then quickly ran off down the hallway, cackling loudly.