#shiganshina

Part One

2025 vs. 2020

Here is a map of Shiganshina I made for @quillsandblades and my Levihan and Eremika vampire AU "Where My Monsters Like to Hide", an addition that will soon prove to be useful (sooner than you realise).

Just want to tell everyone that this is what I'm currently animating. I'm making an Attack on Titan Fan animation. I designed a small shiganshina first and now doing the character

If you have an interest in the 3D background design of a village, I'm open for that. I can design villages

Two weeks after Thanos’ defeat, and after the funerals of Natasha Romanoff and Tony Stark, Eren and Wanda, with Bruce Banner’s help, used the Time–Space GPS to travel back to the year 858 — four years after the Rumbling.

Eren had only one wish: to see his friends again… and Mikasa.

Even if it had to be from afar.

They arrived in a small forest on Paradis Island. The air was calm, untouched by war. Together, they walked in silence for several minutes, until the trees slowly opened into a wide field near Shiganshina.

There were no walls.

No Titans.

Only open land, bathed in sunlight.

It was beautiful.

From a distance, Eren recognized the old tree — the one he used to sleep under as a child. His heart tightened when he saw her there. Mikasa was lying beneath its shade, asleep, her scarf wrapped loosely around her neck.

Beside her stood a small gravestone.

His gravestone.

Eren took an instinctive step forward, every part of him screaming to go to her, to call her name, to apologize… to stay.

But he stopped.

He knew he couldn’t.

Some things were never meant to be changed.

So he stayed where he was, watching silently — loving her from a future she would never know

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To you, 2,000 memories ago:

Warnings: I literally don’t know what to put for warnings but I’m sorry, forgive me 😭

A/n: contemplating turning this into a story but this scene has been heavy on my mind, let me know what you think. Maybe I can give more context another time.

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Callista stared at the baby in her arms, her heart pounding in her tiny chest. She knew. She KNEW. This thing- no, this boy would bring this world to its knees. In not even two decades he would cause the worst catastrophe of any world and she held him in her arms. She was entrusted with him. Her breath hitched in her throat as she stared down at the baby with dark hair and green eyes.

Why was she cursed with the knowledge of this? Why did she have to bear the burden of the world on her shoulders? She wondered if this is how he felt when he found out the truth, if he had the same weight on his shoulders, the same rock in his throat.

She.. She could drop him. She could put a pillow over his face and save 80% of this world’s population. Could she handle that? Having the death of a baby on her hands, despite his future?

Callista shook her head, her chest aching. She knew it didn’t matter. People she loved, people she hadn’t even met yet were in danger. She didn’t have a choice.

She moved her arm from underneath him, stabilizing his small body in her other arm as she brought her hand up. It only had to be for a few seconds, she thought to herself, her hand shaking as it reached his face.

Eren’s eyes moved, gazing up at her face as his tiny hand gently grabbed onto one of her fingers. His grip was small yet tight and his little mouth opened, the sound of his giggle filling the room.

Callista’s eyes burned, tears swelling up as she looked down at him. Her body trembled as she held him and he held onto her. “Hi,” she whispered, rocking him gently as her resolve faltered.

She couldn’t do it. Not when he was looking at her so sweetly.