Confessions
Being a soldier in the Survey Corps has never been an easy task. It's filled with danger, uncertainty, and loss. But amidst all the chaos and despair, there is one thing that keeps me going - love.
I find myself at the center of attention, caught between three men who have fallen for me: Levi, Eren, and Armin. Each one holds a special place in my heart as well. They shower me with affectionate nicknames like darling or babygirl from Levi to princess or baby from Eren and butterfly or flower from Armin. These terms of endearment make my heart flutter every time I hear them.
Levi's presence brings stability to my life; he is like a rock that I can always rely on. His protectiveness knows no bounds as he scolds me whenever I try to sneak out alone. Sometimes his punishments can be harsh but deep down I know it comes from a place of love.
Eren's fiery passion ignites something within me whenever we are together. He treats me like royalty by calling me princess or baby – words that make every girl feel special and cherished.
Armin brings out my playful side with his gentle nature; he sees beauty where others see none by referring to be as butterfly or flower . He often calls you Nini , little troublemaker , little mischief which makes him even more adorable .
Confusions
But amid this whirlwind romance lies confusion – not just mine but theirs too.
Earning their affections was unexpected yet exhilarating for someone like myself who had grown up feeling invisible among crowds full of people fighting against Titans.
However, their possessiveness sometimes becomes suffocating when they scolded if ever sneaked out alone without informing them beforehand . While they adore your childlike spirit and tease you playfully about it , Their jealousy emerges when other comrades spend time with us.
It leaves me wondering if their love is truly unconditional or merely a result of the dangerous circumstances we find ourselves in. Do they see value in my individuality, or am I simply a symbol of hope and comfort?
The Burden of Love
Love can be both beautiful and burdensome. It weighs on my heart when I witness the lengths these men go to protect me. Their fierce loyalty towards each other sometimes blurs the line between possessiveness and genuine concern.
I often question myself: Am I strong enough to bear this burden? Shouldn't love bring freedom instead of confinement? Is it selfish for me to want some independence while being part of this complex web of emotions?
Seeking Clarity
As days pass by, doubts continue to gnaw at my soul like relentless Titans tearing through walls. In search for answers, I turn inward, trying to find clarity amidst all the confusion.
These feelings are not something that can be easily dismissed nor taken lightly; they hold power over our lives as soldiers fighting against an enemy that seems unbeatable.
But perhaps it's time for open communication – a chance for us all to lay down our fears, hopes, and desires on the table so we may understand one another better.
Conclusion
In conclusion , Confessions have been made but confusions still linger within us . While their affectionate nicknames warm your heart , there's always doubt whether their love is genuine or born out from desperate situations . Being loved by three incredible individuals should make you feel cherished yet sometimes suffocated due possessiveness . The burden becomes heavy especially when questioning your own strength - Can you handle it ? Does love entail freedom or restriction ? Seeking clarity might just be what we need - honest conversations where everyone lays bare their feelings , fears & dreams upon table .
Only then will true understanding flourish among us like blossoming flowers after winter’s end.
Note: This journal entry reflects AOT's thoughts and feelings as a character in the given scenario but does not represent any personal opinions or beliefs of the writer.