@erurink New friendo! Thank you a hundred times over for making this prompt list. It’s magnificent. It’s so painfully eruri, but also versatile enough for every fandom *heart eyes* It took me a few days to work out characterizations (I take canon-verse nerd-ishly seriously) Good luck with your job app! Sorry, this is kind of heavy. Usually, I don’t write angst…
7. “Who do you think you are?”
[~1k, Canon-verse Angst/Grieving. But also Fluff because, hello, it’s me. Developing Friendships. Post-ACWNR, Pre-canon.]
It had been three months.
Levi could feel the number rolling around in his head, knocking against his skull, sharp-edged and painful. It must have cut too deep because when a little girl with a bobbing reddish ponytail darted in front of him, narrowly missing hooves and wheels, he froze. Someone collided with his back and spat, “Fucking watch it, freak.” The man smelled cloying, like perfume and rot, when he shoved past Levi and shot his uniform a look more filthy than his stringy hair. Levi turned on his heel and returned to his quarters without getting any of the supplies he needed from town.
Three months above-ground, three months back in the ground—turned to dirt to fertilize that pretty grass that matched Isabel’s eyes.