𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭, Levi x Black OC

Tsunami, Pt. I

Hello my lovelies! Still going strong with school, but by the time you see this I'm back in school for the fall or I'm just about done with for the fall (probably the last thing). I truly do appreciate you guys hanging in there and being patient with me. Balance has been a huge theme in my life with balancing work, school, and other hobbies that I enjoy, so it's been a struggle to keep up with all three sometimes. Nevertheless, since I'm better acquainted with graduate school, I'm going to make more of an effort to update some chapters before the final season part 3 starts in January.

I did write this chapter without running it through my beta this time around just to see how I could manage to take the things she taught me and apply it myself. The remaining chapters will be beta'd as I learn how to go through fix grammar, syntax, and appropriate shifts in POV in general. Even though this is a hobby for me, I like learning new things even with the things I enjoy.

Anywho, let's carry on :3

Neveah

Our walk of shame as we sulked through the streets of Calaneth District was the equivalent of being stoned. The shouting from the citizens was anything but rainbows and sunshine, further adding to the lived trauma of another failed expedition. As much as my brain tried to remain objective and understand the frustration of the people, it didn't make things any easier to digest when they hurled the cruelest of insults towards you. Outside of that line of thinking, I hyper fixated on the fact the man I loved didn't actually love me..... that he had eyes for another this whole time and I didn't even know it. The grief was like being swallowed up by the darkest of clouds, not an inch of light from any direction.

"Was it worth it, Commander Erwin?"

"I'm sick of my tax dollars going towards these bastards playing soldier!"

"I bet you the only reason they made it back alive was because of Captain Neveah and her squad. They carried the mission."

And once again, I snapped. After everything we've been through, after all the brave men and women laid their lives down so that they had the audacity to complain? I had enough! "You know, it's so easy for you people to sit around and cower in fear every single day you wake up, but who is actually out there fighting so that you can have what little freedom in these walls you have? Huh?"

"Captain......" Jean, bless his little soul, was trying to help me calm down, but there was no turning back. I was sick of great people being treated like shit, sick of great people being passed off as nuisances, and phenomenal people being abandoned and left behind no matter how bright of a star in the sky they were. Yes, the world is a cruel place, but that didn't mean I had to camp out in it and live in the cruelty.

"You all should be ashamed of yourselves! Bad mouthing soldiers who are the fortunate few that didn't get eaten by those sons of bitch creatures out there! People have lost family members on this expedition! Children, brothers, sisters, mothers, and fathers were all lost today! Lost so that you sorry assholes trash talking us get the opportunity to do so! Family members that will never come back after today and we can't even bury them properly and this is what you have to say? THESE ARE THE PEOPLE YOU BAD MOUTH?"

My chest heaved up and down, the lack of oxygen from my shouting was evident. Perhaps this was me lashing out at everyone else? My sentiments were true and genuine, but part of me had to be taking out my aggression from my own personal grief, my own unhealed wounds, and my own lost love....

"Instead of being the sorry, cowardly vermin that you are, try embracing your loved ones today. Tell your children that you love them, your husbands, your wives, your immediate family, and even those blessed enough to have found families. Don't ever end a day with an unresolved argument, any 'I hate you', or petty crap. Tell them you love them! Because there may come a day, they never come back for you to tell them and for them to reciprocate that love again." There were murmurs and whispers amongst the crowd, some of the citizens saying I was a 'wise young woman' with the bitches and complainers keeping themselves quiet.