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It was weird.

Really fucking weird. 

You followed your usual routine as always. You woke up, took a shower, got ready for the day, ate breakfast, then went to your workroom. You checked your phone, got your daily message from your boss then proceeded to type in the code on the machine. You didn’t understand what happened, all you remembered was the machine malfunctioning before you essentially blacked out.

The next thing you knew you were waking up to the sounds of chatter filling your house. 

“She’s awake”

You flinch. Did someone break in? You lift your head up quickly, wincing in the ache that resonated on the side of your head. Memories of what happened hours earlier flashed your mind and you panicked. You rush to get up from wherever you were, body jerking back as something restrained around you. 

You look up, eyes widening as you see two familiar faces in front of you.

“Who are you”, the short man with black hair says, pointing a long blade at you. You flinch, noticing your mouth wasn’t restrained unlike the rest of your body. You blink again, mind refusing to process what was happening.

This can’t be happening. 

“Levi Ackerman”, you say out loud, before looking towards the taller man next to him, “Erwin Smith”, you say, both of them looked taken aback. You were just as shocked and confused, because okay it wasn’t every day your dimension traveler machine malfunctions and somehow transfers you and what looks to be your house to the universe of Attack on Titan.

“SASHA DON’T EAT THAT!”

“BUT IT TASTES GOOD”

“IT COULD BE POISONOUS FOR ALL WE KNOW”

You perk up, looking to your left where you see the Sasha Braus and Connie Springer raiding your pantry. You blink for the hundredth time that day, your mind still processing how the hell this all happened. You must be dreaming. You bite the inside of your cheek, wincing at the pain.

Nope.

Definitely not a dream.

“Hey hey, you didn’t have to tie the pretty girl up like that”, someone enters the room. You recognize the voice immediately. You look to the entryway that was between the kitchen and the living room, there, stood Jean Kirstein.

“ She knows our names”

Sasha jumps into the room. “Really?”

Your eyes sparkle. At this point, whether it was a dream or not you didn’t care, if it was you never wanted to wake up, because oh my fucking god it’s Sasha, my baby. “Sasha Braus”, you say, voice excited as you meet her curious eyes. Jean raises his eyebrows in surprise, meanwhile, Sasha excitedly approaches you.

“You know me? What’s your name? You have a really nice house. What’s the weird food you have in that closet in the kitchen?”, she asks, disregarding the fact that you were a possible threat, given the ropes tying you to the sofa chair. 

“Sasha-”

“Levi! She has insanely advanced technology! There was this one thing that was like a book but one side lit up and the other had a bunch of little things that when you pressed on it it would make a clicking noise and-”, Hange pops into the room.

“You’re awake!”, she says, stopping in her tracks when she sees your awestruck expression.

Hange Zoe.

Oh my fucking god Hange Zoe is right there.

You realize you were staring and you look away, slightly wincing. Levi and Erwin took notice of this but decide not to bring it up, both of them wanting to prioritize the issue they’ve been meaning to figure out since an hour ago.

“Who are you”, Levi says, lifting his blade up again. You get hit with a wave of anxiety, not sure how you were going to explain the fact that they were all originally from an anime when they’re all standing in your home. You could just say you came from the future, the tremendous amount of modern technology in your house should be enough to convince them of that fact. Or you could be honest and say you travel dimensions and something malfunctioned with the machine and you ended up-

Wait. 

You look to the glass door of your living room leading to outside. You blink. It was your backyard, yes but there was something off. The houses that stood in your neighborhood were now gone, the only things surrounding your house being fields of grass with a couple of trees. Your eyes wander farther till you see it.

The Walls.

No fucking way.

You take a deep breath before looking back up at everyone else.

“Can you at least untie me?”, you say.

“Not until we know you’re not a threat”, Jean says, leaning against the wall. You give him a deadpanned look. 

“As far as I’m concerned, I don’t have any weapons with me, meanwhile you all have what looks to be eight blades each, shouldn’t you at least give me the liberty of being unbound when you’re entering my home?”, you say. If you were dealing with these characters then you needed to be as rational and clear as possible.

Levi’s gaze turns to glare. “Blades don’t do much to a house that appears out of nowhere, not to mention the large amounts of technology that we’re unfamiliar with”, he reasons, putting both of his blades back into its compartment.

Erwin thinks before he goes and unties the ropes around your wrist and ankles. 

“Oi oi oi, what do you think you’re doing?”, Levi takes a few steps forward. 

“I trust that if she was so much of a threat with all of her advanced technology then she would’ve done something by now”, he says, and finally you were free. You stand up, earning everyone’s defensive stances, their hands on their blades.

You hold both of your arms up, giving everyone the signal that they could trust you. 

Everyone seemed hesitant but they let you pass. You go to your workroom and the sight that welcomes you makes your heart drop. The machine was broken. Wires were strewn in all directions it shouldn’t have been, the buttons were popped out of place and the platform where you usually stood was broken into multiple pieces like shattered glass.

“We found you unconscious inside it”, Hange says.

You turn around, eyes meeting Hange’s as you go to sit on your work desk. “What happened? How’d I get here?”, you ask. Though you already had an idea of what had happened, you needed some things to be confirmed before you could come to the (dreadful) conclusion that you’ve formulated in your head.

“We were on a mission-”, Hange starts to speak before she stops, wary of what she’s saying.

“To kill titans”, you finish for her. She blinks, shocked. Everyone gave similar reactions, surprised at your knowledge of what was around you.

“Yes, and in the middle of retreating this house appeared, we wanted to be cautious as possible so when we found you unconscious in this room we had no choice but to restrain you”, she explains. The thought of any one of them tying you up caused shameless thrills of anticipation up your spine.

“Now can you explain what the hell is happening?”, you hear Jean say.

Oh boy.

-

Levi sighs, exasperated.

He looks at you. “So you’re telling me”

Here it comes.

“That you”, he pauses to make a rotating motion with his finger, gesturing to your house.

“And your house”

Three…

“Are from the future”

Two… 

“In other words, you’re from a different ’dimension’, as you call it”

One.

“Yes”, the moment the confirmation comes from your lips everyone erupts in chaos.

There it is.

You wait for Erwin to have everyone settle down, which you were thankful for since you didn’t think you could survive another headache from having to explain things when you were still processing information yourself.

“Can you explain one last thing”, Hange says, leaning forward with her arms on her knees as she and the others sat on your couch.

“What?”

Hange gets up from the couch, pulling you to stand near the glass door. She points to the far distance, where you panic upon seeing maybe seven or so titans in the distance. “Those titans came all the way over to here, but for some reason can’t get past that certain distance, I’d say the distance between your home and those titans are a solid seven meters”, she explains before she turns to you.

“Any thoughts on this?”

You look back to the titans in the distance. “No”

“It also seems to apply to titan shifters, Eren couldn’t physically pass and had to be left behind with Mikasa and the others”, she explains. Everyone was already aware of the fact you knew most of the people in this dimension, the information you had provided eliminating most of their confusion. 

Silence fills the room as you sigh, stressed from the situation.

“What now?”, Sasha asks. Everyone seemed to be asking the same question.

“I don’t know, it’s the first time a malfunction like this happened, as far as I know, I’m stuck here”, your serious tone causing everyone to stop and think. You grab your phone, opening it, and frowning upon seeing your message to your boss is still unread.

A sudden weight is on your back and you stumble forward. “What’s that?! It’s glowing, are those words? Do you write letters through glowing boxes now?!”, Sasha asks excitedly, the faint smell of buttered popcorn filling your nose.

“No, well yes, but this is called a phone”, you explain, handing the device to Sasha whose eyes physically sparkle upon seeing and touching it. She clicks on the calculator app, asking you what it was before you explain its purpose, her smile widening as she starts adding and multiplying random numbers. Connie and Jean join in and they click on random apps. 

At one point, Jean clicked on your Youtube app and the trio’s eyes sparkled and you had to explain what a video was.

“And what year are you from?”, Hange asks, and even though you’ve explained that dimensions can come in years and so on, you haven’t explained what exact year and timeline you were from.

“2021”

Levi’s eyes widen. “Are there titans in your dimension?”

You shake your head. 

Everyone’s eyes widen. You felt a nudging ache in your chest, a guilty feeling filling your system when you see their shocked yet sad expressions. They’ve been living their whole lives studying and killing titans, friend after friend, comrade after comrade, lives were stolen and yet there were people in other dimensions who didn’t have to go through the terror of being at the titans’ mercy.

But that’s just how it is. 

Hange’s hand holds your shoulder. “Y/N”

“Hm?”

“Do you mind if we ask you to show us more of your technology?”

Erwin holds a hand up. “Hold on, we have to get everyone back inside Wall Rose first”, everyone collectively sighed or pouted, but all of them proceeded to get ready to leave regardless.

“Y/N should be fine considering the titans still haven’t moved, but should something happen-”, Erwin pulls out a small gun and a tube that had a red ring around it. “-You can fire this and we’ll come back as soon as possible”, he says, handing you the gun to which you nod, the anxiety of being surrounded by titans hitting you square in the face.

Everyone leaves just a few minutes later, with Sasha needing to be dragged out since she wanted to stay and try out all the other foods available in your pantry.

You watch as everyone rides off with their horses and their comrades, leaving you in your house before you shut the glass door, going to your room before you essentially pass out on the bed, the mid-day sunshine peeking through your windows.

Chapter Text

It’s been a shit ton of a headache for the last five hours.

First off, you needed to figure out if the things in your house still worked. Like the stoves, the lights, the fridge, or even the outlets. You thanked the heavens and everything good in the world once you remembered that you used solar panels most of the time, which meant everything was still in perfect and usable shape. You also remembered your storage closet filled with gas tanks and sighed in relief. You also felt a huge wave of release once you remembered that you’d gone grocery shopping the day before, so your fridge and pantry were still very much stocked.

Well, save for the few chips that Sasha ate that morning but other than that it was all good.

You managed to calm yourself down from a panic attack, telling yourself that you’d be fine and if things were to turn for the worst, the only unfavorable outcome would be that you’d die from getting eaten by a titan.

You didn’t exactly have much to leave behind. 

You had no pets, and you never were close with your family. Sure, you had your friends here and there but you tended to not initiate close relationships when your job was so risky. A perfect example scenario would be right now. In the odd chances that the dimension machine would malfunction, you didn’t want to worry others if it were to ever happen.

There are only three possible outcomes when dimension machines were to malfunction.

One, the machine explodes and the traveler dies. Two, the machine shuts down and it can take months to fix. And three, the machine dismantles and the transporter platform will transport the traveler to a different dimension and the traveler won't be able to make it back.

Your situation was something that hasn’t happened before. 

It’s the first time you’ve heard of a dimension machine transfer not only itself but also the whole house along with it, and this situation seemed like it was gonna be a pain in not only your ass but your neck, back, and head. Your boss had already responded back to your message, saying they’ll look into it and for you to try to survive as long as possible. 

You asked them how the Attack on Titan universe had been considered a dimension when it never existed in real life, and the company said that that’s also something they were trying to figure out.

You wanted to lay back down again, the headache that had been lasting for the last four hours only getting worse.

It wasn’t until your house clock had signaled you that it was 5 in the afternoon that you heard a knock at your door.  

You get up from your living room hammock and walk to the front door, your footsteps heavy as you still felt sleepy and a bit lightheaded. You see Sasha along with Hange, both of them ogling over the plants on your doorstep. You chuckle and open the door. 

“You can press this little button here”, you say, pointing to your doorbell. Hange looks at you before she presses her thumb on the little button, the ringtone of the doorbell sounding through the living room. Hange and Sasha were both awestruck, their eyes sparkling as they go to click it again.

You let out a small laugh before they fix themselves and enter your house. Your eyes look over the perimeter of your house, relief passing your mind as you see only a good three to four titans. 

“How are you feeling?”, Hange asks as she removes her ODM gear, placing them near the doorstep as she fixes her hair. Sasha does the same before she looks back at you. You grow shy at their gazes before you clear your throat and tell them to sit in the living room.  

“A little lightheaded from a headache but I’m fine, I was planning to cook dinner before you came actually”, you say as you close the door, noticing Hange and Sasha’s horses tied to your fence. Upon noticing, Hange holds a hand up. 

“I hope you don’t mind”, she says and you shake your head with a smile.

“Would you like to join me for dinner?”, you ask, an obvious sense of hope in your voice that you cringe at slightly. Sasha beams and nods excitedly, making a b-line for your kitchen. Hange apologizes for Sasha’s behavior but you shrug it off and say it’s fine. It’s not like being face to face with the Sasha Braus and Hange Zoe was making you excited and a bit jittery. Nope. Definitely not. 

You and Hange go to the kitchen, finding Sasha looking through your pantry. Hange scolds her and says to behave but you just hold a hand up before you go and grab a small bag of potato chips, handing it to Sasha who takes it happily. You then grab some seasonings and potatoes, putting them on the kitchen island before you turn to Hange, who was still standing in the entryway of your kitchen.

“Would you like anything?”, you ask. 

Hange approaches you and checks the tray of junk food that you have, her eyes scanning the assortments of sweets and chips. “Gummy bears?”, she reads one of the labels, you smile and hand it to her. Curiosity showed on her face and you rip the bag open, the sweet artificial smells hitting both of your noses.

“What material is this?”, she asks, pinching the plastic in between her fingers. You chuckle at her confusion before you grab a cherry-flavored gummy bear and you hold it to the front of her mouth. She looks at you with slight confusion before she opens her mouth, a little bit of her lips touching your thumb before you pull away, a fond feeling in your chest rising when you see her eyes sparkle, a smile forms on her lips and she chews on it happily.

“This is so good! What is it made of? It’s really sweet, it tastes like cherries but more concentrated, the colors are really vibrant too! What’s this one?”, she pulls a yellow gummy bear out. 

“That’s lemon-flavored, it’s a little sour though”, you say, your words not fast enough because she’d already bitten into it, her face scrunching up a bit. You laugh and you tell her to finish the bag if she wanted to, you watched as she stood next to Sasha. The younger brunette seemingly tearing up as she ate the barbeque-flavored chips. 

You told them to feel free to sit on the kitchen counter, where they would be facing you as you cooked. They nod and obediently sat down on the high-stools, watching you as you washed the potatoes, grabbed metal trays, olive oil, parsley, etc. At one point, Sasha almost threw herself across the kitchen island when she spotted you pulling out a raw piece of meat from your fridge. 

You then had to explain what fridges and freezers were. 

After that, in the middle of cooking, Hange clears her throat, grabbing your attention as you stopped chopping the herbs you’d prepared. Upon seeing your attention on her she looks behind her. “There’s a huge thing of water outside, what’s it for?”, she asks. You look down again at what you were chopping, quickly finishing it before you go to lower the heat on the stove and in the oven. 

You look back up, hands on the counter as you stood with your weight shifted to one leg. “It’s for swimming, I use it whenever it’s hot or when I just wanna relax during the evening, it has a little control- or a button, you can call it, that changes the water’s temperature to how you like it, it’s called a swimming pool”  

Sasha’s excited smile pops up again. You grab the kitchen tongs and you flip the meat, grabbing the cut-out cubes of butter and throwing them in the pan gently, then you grab the cutting board filled with the herbs before you throw them in the pan. Your left hand turns the heat off on the oven before you set down the kitchen tongs, grabbing a spoon instead then scooping the melted butter, basting the flavorful liquid over the steak.

Hange and Sasha watch in awe, never having seen the other ways a piece of meat could be cooked. You did it all so smoothly, your hands moving with finesse, it was hot honestly, but they didn’t realize it. Yet. You let the meat cook through for a little while longer before you take the tray of roasted potatoes out of the oven, setting them down over a kitchen cloth. You then go to the other side of the kitchen, where you unplug the rice cooker. 

“If you ever wanna go in and try it then by all means you have my permission”, you say with a smile. You finish the rest of your cooking and plating before you set your plates down. On each of your plates were two scoops of rice, four slices of meat, and roasted potatoes. You felt pride seeth in your chest when you see their awestruck expressions before you snap your fingers, rushing to get water for the three of you.

You sit down, satisfied with what you had prepared and the three of you dig in. Sasha did her best to behave as properly as possible. They both praised your cooking skills, causing you to blush but thankfully they didn’t notice. Halfway through your meal, you set down your spoon and instead use your fork to take bites of the roasted potatoes. 

“If I may, may I ask why you decided to visit? It should be dinner time for you back at the corps right?”, you ask, to which Hange laughs and sets her utensils down.

“I insisted Commander Erwin give me his permission, and eventually he gave in, Sasha wanted to come with, reasoning that she wanted to be sure I came back alive”, she chuckles, the two of you knew it was so she could taste more of the food you had. Sasha uncharacteristically blushes, looking down and avoiding your gaze.

The next few minutes were quiet, as you three finished your meals. 

You grab their plates, going to wash the dishes, making sure to save as much water as possible. Hange unties her hair and fixes it, her glasses down. Sasha started wandering around your house before she figures out how to open the glass door leading to the pool. Hange watches her warily before you tell the older brunette to follow you outside. Sasha was on her knees, one hand holding onto the ledge and one hand swaying through the water.  

You jog to the controls of the pool, which was situated near the glass door. Sasha’s eyes widen when she feels the cold water turn warm. Hange approaches you, looking over the buttons before she reads one of the buttons’ labels. 

“Bubbles?”, she asks you. You smile and let her press the button, you hold half her hand and half her wrist gently, guiding her to do it. She presses it, the sound of Sasha gasping behind them grabbing Hange’s attention. The pool was now producing bubbles, the scattered holes at the bottom of the pool creating bubbles that soon rose to the surface, Sasha put her hand on the surface of the water, the bubbles tickling her skin.

Hange goes running to the pool, stopping when you realize her hand was still being held. You quickly let go, apologizing. You mentally slapped yourself in the face, telling yourself to calm down you touch-deprived whore. You were tapped on the shoulder, Sasha’s awaiting face suddenly in front of you.

“What- What do you wear when you go swimming? Do you… wear nothing?”, she asks. You chuckle, the blush on your cheeks showing the opposite of your reaction.

“I wear a swimsuit, it depends, if you two have some free time for the rest of the night or one of these days then I wouldn’t mind showing you”, you say, a thrill going up to your spine at the thought of showing them what swimsuits and bikinis were, the mental image of them seeing you in a bathing suit causing shameful thoughts to fill your mind.

They both nod, before Hange gets up and walks over to the both of you.

“We were given the exception that we had to go back before sunrise”, she says and you nod.

“I still have a few experiments to do back in the corps, I’m sure we can visit tomorrow morning instead, it’s also more favorable if you could get some good night’s sleep”, Hange explains, and you nod, agreeing. Sasha whines, saying she wants to stay a little longer but you reassure her, saying you’ll have breakfast ready when she arrives tomorrow.

Hange smiles and you walk them to the door, watching as they wore their ODM gear before they wave you goodbye, saying they’ll be back by morning. You nod and wave them goodbye, the sounds of the horses galloping on the grass fading into the distance.

Ah, they left since titans are inactive at night. 

You close the door, going back clean everything up before you go back upstairs. You take a quick shower, wary of how much water you use. You throw on an oversized long-sleeve shirt.  You turn off all the lights in your house, leaving just the lamp on your bedside table before you remember that you had galaxy lights and LED strips taped to your ceiling. You didn’t feel like turning them on, but the excitement of showing them to the others caused jitters to your body. You go to sleep, content and excited for the next day.

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You wake up to the sounds of your phone vibrating beneath your pillow. The soft ringtone filling the room as you blink the sleepiness away. The room was cold but the blankets kept you warm, your soft skin basking in the soft material of your shirt and the sheets of your bed. You see the early sunrise through the horizon- or rather, the walls. The memories hit you like a brick, but you relax back into the bed as you remembered having dinner with Hange and Sasha the night before.

Which reminds you, they should be arriving any minute.

But you just felt so comfortable. You whined and nuzzled yourself deeper into the bedsheets, the sunshine peeking into your bedroom adding more warmth into your room, making it all the more difficult to find the will to get up. 

You hear horses galloping in the distance and you groan, fighting the urge to go back to sleep as you get up, your toes fumbling with the soft carpet as you sit up, mentally getting ready for the day. You grab the rolled-up fluffy socks on the nightstand. You roll them up to your ankle, sighing when you feel the warmth engulfing your skin.

You get up, closing the door behind you before you make a quick trip to the bathroom. You brush your teeth, fix your hair, wash your face, then you make it down the stairs. Just in time, you hear a knock on your glass door, you rush down and you make a quick turn, gaze spotting a single person outside. You furrow your eyebrows, opening the door as your eyes meet Jean’s.

“Jean”

You look up at him, confused when you see a very obvious blush on his face. His eyes are wide and his cheeks were red, he licked his lips, eyes darting from your eyes to your body. You blink, confused. Was it the cold? You stood aside, letting Jean inside. You watch as he stands in front of you, closing the glass door with his hand on the glass as he drags it till he hears the click. 

Jean was admittedly a few inches taller, a solid two inches maybe. 

You look up at him, smiling. Seeing that there was no one else behind Jean you tell him to follow you to the living room. He sits down, while you go and make two bowls of cereal. You decided to shrug off his odd behavior and instead focused on making butter and toast. You hear him taking his ODM gear off, presumably leaving him in just a long-sleeve olive-green shirt and his dark-brown pants. 

You finish everything and you go to the couch, setting the tray holding the bowls of cereal and plates filled with buttered toast down onto the coffee table. 

“Why is it just you?”, you ask, handing him a spoon. He takes it, muttering a small ‘thanks’, still avoiding your gaze. You blink in confusion again before the both of you start eating in silence. It took a few minutes for Jean to finally speak.

“Hange-san was told to get some sleep since she spent the whole night doing her experiments, Sasha was still asleep and I wanted to-”, he stops, his eyes diverting from you to his bowl.

“You wanted to..?”, you say. He clears his throat, his fist in front of his mouth as he sets down the empty bowl of cereal. You wait for him to answer.

“I.. wanted to use the opportunity to see you, with Commander Erwin’s permission of course”, he says, the blush on his face minutes earlier showing up again. 

It clicked.

The awkwardness, the blushing, he was being shy. You suddenly get hit with a wave of realization because fuck, I’m still wearing the long-sleeve shirt. He was probably staring at what you were wearing and the fact that almost your whole chest was exposed. 

You chuckle, grabbing the plate filled with buttered toast and you hand it to him, who takes it with a calm expression on his face, seemingly more relaxed now.

“Was that why you were all red when I opened the door for you?”, you use your free hand to press against the cushion between your bodies, barely an inch away from his thigh. “Or was it something else?”, you ask, setting down the toast on the plate, your fingers flicking off the crumbs on your fingertips. 

“Well- Sort of”, he says. You sigh quietly.

“You can be straightforward with me Jean”, you say, your hand setting itself on his thigh. He visibly shudders, his eyes widened and his breath hitched. You chuckle. This is fun. Your left hand that was placed on his thigh moved up his chest, his cheeks turning red again. 

“Okay- So, I may or may not have just wanted to spend time with you, alone”, he says, eyes meeting yours. 

You smile, your hand moving up to his shoulder. “See? That wasn’t so hard was it?”, you giggle, amused at the reactions Jean was giving. You knew his character so well, so drawing a reaction from him was simple and relatively really easy.

You notice his ragged breathing and you smile, squeezing his shoulder to calm him down. It proves to be effective and he smiles at you. Your right-hand reaches for his left thigh, his breath hitching momentarily before he calms down once he sees your gentle gaze. 

“Do I make you nervous Jean?”

He nods. “Very”

You smile, looking down at his lap before you throw your leg over his thighs, his eyes widening and a loud gasp leaving his lips. You giggle quietly before you make yourself comfortable, your thighs sitting nicely on his muscular ones. He stares at you, clearly uncomfortable, the blush on his cheeks now on his ears and neck. You put your hands on his shoulders, squeezing them the same way as earlier, his body physically un-tenses right in front of you. 

“Do I make you uncomfortable?”

His fingers fiddle with each other on either side of his legs. “In a good way”, he admits. 

You smile, grabbing his wrists and placing his hands on your lower thighs, his breath hitching as his calloused fingers touched your soft skin. You squeeze his hands gently, a breathy chuckle leaving his lips as he slowly grew more relaxed and comfortable, his hands barely squeezing your thighs. 

“You weren’t so shy yesterday when you said I was ‘cute’”, you chuckle, your hands going back to his chest, your thumbs fumbling with the collars of his shirt. He looks down, avoiding your confident gaze. You smile and your hand reaches his cheek, you lift his face up, your faces inches apart. 

“What’s making you so shy?”, you ask, refusing to have him look down again as your left-hand cups his neck, holding him in place. You lean forward a bit, the fabric of your shirt slightly revealing your cleavage. 

“Being alone with you”, he says. Everything about him was an open book. You smile and you lean down, your cheek ghosting his own as you breathe gently in his ear. “S’that so?”, you ask, your hot breath tickling his neck as your gentle whisper echoed in his head. 

“What about it specifically?”, you ask, your lips ghosting his skin as you make your way down to the base of his neck. He shudders, his grip on your thighs tightening. 

“You’re just- really pretty, gorgeous even”, he admits, his right hand riding up your thigh, his thumb rubbing your inner thigh making you shudder. 

“You don’t look too bad yourself sweetheart”, you smile when you see him hide his face on your shoulder. You lift your head, Jean’s hair slightly tickling your neck and jaw as you put your right hand on his hair, your nails gently scratching his scalp.

“You really think so?”

A pout settles on your lips. You remember his face being insulted often, horse face, others often said. It made a dull ache on your chest and you felt ridiculous for thinking so deeply about it. Jean was just a really big dork in your opinion. He was cute, handsome, and funny. It made you a little sad to think that he had hidden insecurities that he refused to show the others.

“Mhm, I think you’re really handsome”, you say, your hand that was on his neck going to his shoulder. 

He finally lifts his head off your shoulder, a smile on his lips that you could tell was being restrained. He was happy and it made you happy. His eyes sparkled as his eyes meet yours. 

“That.. makes me really happy”, he says, his cheeks puffing up once he lets his smile shine through. You think for a moment before you lean in, pressing your lips on his forehead, startling him. 

“I’m glad”

His shy smile shined, his cheeks flushed red and glowed in the morning sunlight. You hear the sounds of horses galloping outside and you slowly get off of Jean’s lap, the disappointment obvious on his expression. You laugh and you ruffle his hair fondly, the disappointed pout on his lips turning to a happy smile.

“Y/NNNN!”, you hear Hange outside. 

You suddenly hear the sound of something hitting your glass door. You wince, head turning in your front door’s direction where you see Hange with her hands holding her nose. Your face scrunches up, the vibrating pain that wasn’t even on your nose making you cringe. You make your way to the door, opening it and letting Hange waddle inside. 

“Are you okay?”, you ask, grimacing when you see her remove her hands, her nose bright red. 

“Yeah”, she says, eyes spotting Jean behind you. “No wonder why Connie couldn’t find you”, Hange laughs, to which Jean’s eyes widen a bit. 

“Is he looking for me?”

Hange nods. “He said that you were assigned to do a task acquired by Commander Erwin”, she says. Jean slaps a hand to his forehead. “Fuck I forgot about that”, he says, quickly grabbing his ODM gear and putting it on. Hange asks for your permission to go to the pool, to which you chuckle and nod.

Jean approaches you, his gear all strapped on now. “I’ll see you again sometime?”, he asks, scratching the back of his head. You smile and nod, grabbing his shoulder in your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze as you did earlier.

“Make it back safely”, you say, worried since it was morning and the chances of titans being around worried you. He smiles reassuringly at you before he grabs you by the hand, leading you outside. He points to Wall Rose, which was a few miles away. 

“Given the distance, I’m sure anyone who’d like to visit you will make it just fine, in fact, the moment I came close to your house the titan that chased me ran the opposite direction”, the situation about titans not coming close to your house was still a mystery but no one was complaining. 

You nod and watch as Jean rides off on his horse, panic settling in your body when you see two titans begin to run after him. The run back to the wall seemed to last centuries before Jean launches himself onto the wall, out of reach by the titans. You see some scouts standing on top of the wall and feel relief pass through your body. He’ll be fine. 

You walk back inside, closing the door behind you as you make your way towards Hange.

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Upon noticing your presence, Hange gets up. You see the bubbles already popping in the pool and you chuckle. Hange stands in front of you, your eyes meeting hers as you look up to meet her gaze. 

“I came here earlier than I planned to since I wanted to use the swimming pool”, she pauses and takes your hands in hers. “If you’d let me”, she asks, to which you nod and lead her upstairs, her eyes widening in excitement as she sees your bedroom for the first time. She instantly starts fiddling with the things on your study desk, bed, and closet.

You stop once you realize that you’d be wearing a swimsuit in front of Hange, who would be wearing one of your pairs as well. You blush at the thought, but you shake it off and you go to your cabinet, where Hange steps aside and lets you find whatever you were looking for. 

She steps back and launches herself on the bed, instantly melting into the soft mattress as she smells your scent on the bed. A soft and fuzzy feeling settles on her chest and she smiles, nuzzling her face on the soft blankets. Her eyes spot your phone and she grows excited, she squirms on the bed and grabs it. 

“Y/N can I?”, she asks, holding your phone up and you nod. “Sure”

Hange opens the phone, immediately going to the calculator app since she was still mesmerized by the math contraption. This could come in handy one day, she thinks. She exits the app by pressing the home button, which you had taught her yesterday. She then clicks on the app that said ‘photos’. 

She sees your folders, reading the labels with an excited gleam in her eyes.

“Vacations… drawings... dance videos... feel-good photos?”, she clicks on the folder, her eyes widening when a bunch of pictures of you popped up. On the top of the folder were pictures of you posing in the parks you had near your neighborhood, the photos following them were pictures of you posing in your pool, your soft and slightly tanned skin glowing in the sunlight. 

She felt her chest do something weird, and a sudden heat was coming from her cheeks. The realization that your pictures were making her excited made her question… something. She didn’t know what but there was just something. She scrolls farther down, the sound of clothing hangers hitting clothing hangers in the background. Her eyes widen when a certain picture pops into view. 

In the picture, you were lying on your bed, naked and on your stomach, your arms folded in front of you as you rested your head on them. Your blanket was covering your butt, before it was strewn underneath you then was placed under your chest, your boobs being squished slightly as the blanket’s folds hid your nipples. Your soft skin glowed in the sunlight that was peaking through your bedroom, the light reflecting off your white blanket as your legs caressed each other. 

Hange stares at the picture with a new kind of feeling in her system, she could only describe it as lust. 

“These should fit you-”, you stop, shocked to see Hange staring at was technically your nudes. Hange looks back at you, her eyes brimming with so much lust and attraction that it makes you shudder. She gets up from the bed, making her way towards you. You react by walking backward, your back hitting the wall as Hange closes the gap between your bodies. She looks at the phone then back at you, before she places your device on one of the shelves of your cabinet. 

She looks down at your body, her gaze making you shy before your breath hitches. Her hand reaches to hold your waist, you shudder as her fingers squeeze gently. Her hand goes down, stopping when your skin meets her hand, she looks back into your eyes, and before you knew it, her hand caressed back up, her hand lifting the fabric of your shirt up.

“H-Hange”, you whimper, biting your lips when you feel her fingers spread and squeeze your thighs.  You hear her chuckle, a newfound gleam in her eyes as she leans into your ear.

“Your skin feels as soft as it looks”, is all she says before she pulls away, leaving you turned on and confused at the same time. She grabs the bathing suits you pulled out and picks out the one-piece that was in a scarlet shade of red.  

“This is quite revealing”, she says, her voice back normal. Her demeanor changes so quickly it gives you whiplash. 

“W-Well, it’s less of a hassle to go swimming when you wear light clothes”, you explain, looking at your own one-piece bathing suit , the strings on the sides were a bit stretched and the fabric was a little worn out.

“I see”, she says. “Let’s get changed then”, she says, her eyes showing off her excitement to be in the pool. You shrug off the horniness and you begin to unbutton your shirt, heading for your bathroom, your hand grabbing the doorknob as you opened it.

“Where’re you going?”, you hear Hange say. 

“To the bathroom, to change”, you say. Hange chuckles, approaching you. Her hand reaches out to close the door. Her body traps you again and she looks down at your almost unbuttoned shirt. The shirt was now exposing the middle of your chest, and Hange took the opportunity to take a close look at your boobs, you see her playful smirk and you almost melt into a puddle on the spot. 

“I’ve already seen your ‘feel-good photos’ Y/N, it’s only fair that I change in front of you don’t you think?”

Oh my God. 

I’m gonna pass out. Or maybe I am passing out, no scratch that I’m passing on . Oh my fucking God Hange just asked me to stay and watch her change-

You hear Hange chuckle, snapping you out of your thoughts. She walks away from you, her back facing yours as she takes her shirt off, followed by her pants. Her tan skin looked so soft that you were twitching to walk over and touch her. She was left in her bra and underwear, her curves and muscular legs and arms teasing you as she turns around, her eyes brimming with dominance. 

“Would you be a good girl and help me put this on?”

I hope they’ll put ‘died a happy whore’ on my grave. 

“Sure”, you say, trying to appear as unbothered as possible. Hange smiles and hands you the bathing suit. You lick your lips as you got on your knees. 

“Put your feet through these”, you roll up the fabric and you stretch the two holes on the bottom for Hange to put her feet through. She listens and you bring the suit up, scooting the fabric up to her thighs, you look up, her eyes meeting yours and you blush. 

You get up, yanking the stretchy fabric up more till the bottom of the bathing suit meets her crotch. You adjust the fabric before you help her put her arms through the straps. You sigh quietly in relief when the bathing suit wasn’t too tight. You adjust the fabric more as you helped Hange become more comfortable in the tight-fitting bathing suit. You bite your lips as you fix the fabric creases on her sides, your fingers caressing the curves of her skin. 

“You seem to be enjoying this”, you hear Hange laugh. You huff, pouting. 

“Is it bad that I am?”

Hange shakes her head. “Not at all, I think it’s adorable”

Haha, fuck me. 

“There, are you comfortable?”, you ask. “Mhm”, Hange smiles, sending cupid arrows straight into your chest. 

You hesitate for a moment as Hange grabs your bathing suit, she hands it to you, smiling before she grabs her clothes and folds them neatly. “I’ll wait for you downstairs”, she says, bringing her folded clothes with her as she exits your room.

…

A loud breath leaves your lips and you put a hand to your chest, calming yourself down. You felt slightly dizzy as you proceeded to put on your bathing suit, a bit of baby fat protruding from your swimsuit but you couldn’t give a rat’s ass about it. You brush your hair a little, wanting to look a little better for Hange. You rush to leave your room and you grab two thick towels from your bathroom before you make your way downstairs.

You spot Hange standing above the pool near the edge and resist the urge to push her in. 

“You look good”, Hange says, her gentle smile countering her droopy eyes and smirk.

“Thanks”, you say before you go to the controls, cranking the temperature so it was a bit warmer. Hange notices the change in temperature since she had dipped her toes in the water. 

“You’re making it warmer? Isn’t the air warm already?”, she asks. 

“I don’t want to freeze to death thank you very much”, she chuckles at your response. 

“M’lady”, she gestures to the pool, her body bending forward as one arm was placed behind her back and the other was outstretched, gesturing to the pool. You laugh and you sprint, your bare feet hitting the floor before you jump into the pool. Water splashes in the air and Hange scoots back to avoid the water. 

You come back up to the surface of the water, smiling as your eyes meet Hange.

“Come on in”, you speak. Hange nods, sitting on the edge of the pool before she eventually dips her body in. She takes note of her glasses and she takes them off, the straps accidentally yanking her ponytail off. She huffs but she just sets her glasses on the floor, before using the tip of her toes to stay up. 

You notice this quickly. “Do you not know how to swim Hange?”

She shakes her head. “Killing titans doesn’t require knowing how to swim”

You hum as you swim towards her, the warm water making your body relax and the bubbles tickling your skin. Hange looks down on you with her brown orbs shimmering in the reflected sunlight coming from the pool. She was gorgeous. With her hair down and her glasses off and everything. Her hands find your waist, your body being pulled into hers. 

Bubbles rise to the surface between you felt her fingers rub your skin, her nails tickling you more than the bubbles sticking to your skin. She smiles down at you, butterflies fluttering in your stomach. A question pops into your head and you pull away.

“Hange”

“Hm?”

“This... this isn’t a norm in your time, right? A girl being intimate with a girl, it’s more acceptable where I’m from yeah but we’re in the year 850”, you say, not quite sure what you were going for with asking this. The thought of cockblocking yourself makes you want to drown yourself on the spot.

Hange chuckles. “With titans terrorizing humanity do you think we have time to discriminate against who we like?”, she asks, swimming towards you as her arms wrap around your waist. You shake your head, avoiding her gaze. 

“And with the way you stared at me yesterday, I could already confirm that women liking women wasn’t an out-of-the-ordinary kind of thing for you”, she laughs, much to your embarrassment. You hide your face on her chest, your forehead pressing on her breastbone as you hear her chuckle. 

“I can see how swimming pools can be enjoyable”, Hange says. You look up from her chest, your hands holding onto Hange’s shoulders.  

“How so?”, you ask, wanting to hear her input. You let out an embarrassing squeak when you feel her hands grope your butt cheeks. You flinch, a sudden and quick blush appearing on your face as your grip on Hange’s shoulders tightened. 

“It gives people the opportunity to see their acquaintances in such revealing clothing”, she says, her fingers gripping your butt moved down to your upper thighs, and before you knew it, your legs were around her, barely any space between your crotch and hers.

“Do you like that I’m wearing what I’m wearing?”, you ask. 

Hange leans into the side of your head, her breath ghosting your skin as she whispers into your ear. “ Very ”, she puts emphasis on her words as her hands go back to grip your buttcheeks. You blush as soon as a loud whimper leaves your lips. 

A sudden sound rings throughout the house, Hange looks behind her before looking back at you. “What’s that noise”, she asks you. 

“It’s an alarm, it means it’s already eight in the morning”, you say and she hums in response.

 Silence engulfs both of you and you relax into her hold. Hange was one of your comfort characters, her personality never failed to make you feel better from a bad day and here you were, in her arms as you two basked in the morning sunlight and in the warm bubbles tickling your skin. You hear a rumbling noise and you pull your face away from Hange’s chest. 

“Hange”

The brunette looks away. “Have you eaten breakfast”, you ask. She clears her throat, looking back at you. 

“I came here as soon as I woke up”, you give her a deadpanned expression. You retract your hands as you cross your arms, raising an eyebrow at her and wow that’s so fucking attractive, Hange thinks. 

“And just for how long did you sleep?”, you ask. Hange shrugs her shoulders, “Maybe a good four hours”, she says, grinning sheepishly as she massages your thighs. You huff, letting your head fall back onto her chest as some of the water touched your chin.

“And did you eat breakfast?”

“Nope”

In a blink of an eye, you manage to get off of the brunette and out of the pool, the water dripping down your legs as you grab your towel. “You shouldn’t skip breakfast Hange”, you say, wiping the excess water off your body as you squeeze your hair, letting the water fall to the floor. 

“I’ve spent long periods of time not sleeping and not eating Y/N”, Hange says, a matter of fact. You pout, letting your hands fall to your side as you give Hange your signature puppy eyes. 

. . .

“... But I wouldn’t mind you cooking for me”, Hange says in defeat but also with a cheeky smile. You smile in victory and you go back inside, wiping your feet on the floormat and wrapping the towel around your body. 

“Y/N?”

You turn around, eyes meeting Hange’s who had her arms folded on the edge of the floor, her head resting on her arms as she looked up at you. “Can I use your phone?”, she asks, her tone hopeful. You shake your head. 

“Phones break when they get wet, you can use it but you either have to get out of the pool or you’ll have to wait till later”, you say, causing a momentary pout to form on her lips before she hoists herself up and out of the pool. 

You chuckle as she dries herself while you go into the kitchen to cook breakfast.

-

“Hange”

“Hm?”

You and Hange were sitting on the two hanging chairs near the pool, yours and Hange’s hand holding one bowl while the other held a fork. Well- you were holding chopsticks, Hange was holding a fork. She insisted that she could learn how chopsticks work but you just told her that you would teach her some time.

You had decided to reheat a Philippine cuisine that you had leftovers of from a few days prior. Hange immediately dug in, saying it was delicious and that she wanted more of it if there was more in the fridge. You laugh and say you’ll leave them for her. 

“Do you think I can try to use the omnidirectional gear?”

Hange stops chewing for half a second before she starts chewing again. “Why?”, she asks. You shrug and take another bite, your hair blowing in the wind as the smell of fresh air fills your lungs.  

“I wanna know what’s it like”, you say. Hange hums and sets her bowl down on the mini table that you had pulled out. You rest your elbows on your folded legs, eyes gazing over the distance where you see a few titans standing or laying down around the perimeter of your house. 

“I wanted to ask you something actually”, Hange says, her voice turning serious as she also sets down her bowl. You look to her, your eyes meeting hers before she speaks. 

“I wanted to ask if you’d like to stay at the corps for the time being”

You blink, eyes looking down at your lap before the direction of your head follows soon after. You think back to the sight of titans surrounding your house, the number of them slowly becoming larger and larger freaked you out. But you needed to be updated by your boss, everything you needed was in your house and if you ever needed to compromise you can always look it up-

Wait. 

Your eyes widen and a heavy feeling settles on your chest as you look to your phone that was on the table, your hands twitching as you grab it. Your eyes widen as you see it, three full bars. You still had WiFi. 

You look back to the titans in the not-so-far distance. 

There’s no way.

Chapter Text

“Are you sure about this?”

You nod. 

Levi and Erwin contemplate their options. Erwin’s eyes meet the floor while Levi stares back at you, his gaze piercing and intimidating but, shamefully enough, you’ve stared at his face through the countless reruns of Attack on Titan so much that you weren’t that affected by it anymore. You didn’t break the stare as you lean back on the sofa, Hange leaning on her legs as she also analyzes the situation. 

A sudden realization hits you. 

You know. 

You know about Reiner, Annie, and Bertholdt. 

You know that they’re traitors and you know that there’s life beyond the walls but how exactly were you going to break that to them? As far as you knew, you were told that revealing information before it was supposed to happen in the timeline that you were in, would break the dimension, meaning everyone in it could die, since changing the already written outcome could potentially affect all other things as well. It was a really twisted way of the butterfly effect you supposed. 

“What happens if titans destroy your house?”, Erwin asks, his hands intertwined together as he looks at you. 

You had already explained that your WiFi router was still working. And your theory that the radiofrequency electromagnetic fields could be repelling the titans could be very much possible because the distance and everything were just too conspicuous.

You had already gone outside, bringing your longest extension along with your WiFi extension. Everyone’s eyes widened when the titans near your area had moved farther and farther away, Hange might even dare say some of them looked terrified. 

“You had also explained that it takes a few moments for the device to actually start working, what do we do during the few moments without what is theoretically a repelling circle?”, he asks, wanting to hear your input since this had been your idea, to begin with. 

“Then let them destroy it, I don’t want anyone to die just because they were told to protect my house”, you say, your tone stern and confident. Levi’s eyes squint at you, while Erwin kept the same nonchalant expression. Silence follows the conversation as Commander Erwin and Captain Levi ponder over the situation, meanwhile Hange just sat next to you, occasionally giving you a reassuring smile.

Commander Erwin gets up, grabbing his cape as he looks back at you and Hange. 

“Let’s do it”

-

“We’re ready whenever you are”

You nod, gaze looking over the perimeter of your house where a few six to eleven-meter titans stood. Levi along with Eren’s squad all stood in a circle, blades ready as they waited for your signal. Your eyes met Hange as your hand gripped the plug to the WiFi router. 

You unplug it, holding a hand up as Hange screams her signal. 

Silence.

Not a single titan moved, their eerie stares causing everyone to twitch in anxiety. You quickly leave your house, making your way towards Hange who looks back at you whilst also observing the situation. “None of them are moving”, she says. 

More seconds of nothing passes by until one particular titan catches sight of you that it moves towards you. Mikasa quickly gets into action and slaughters the titan right then and there. Seeing that the others could move the other titans followed suit. Immediately, everyone sprung into action, while Hange focused more on protecting you.

You noticed something odd. 

All the titans, they were coming in your direction.  

You panicked, but Hange reassured you that everything was still under control. Seconds pass and all the titans were dead, bodies evaporating, leaving their skeletons as you rush to go back inside and turn the router on. A few titans in the distance were running towards you, and you sigh in relief as the router started working, the green lights turning blue. 

You walk back outside, relieved to see no one dead. Hange approaches you, expressing a mix of awe and confusion. Commander Erwin and Levi approach you as well, leaving the rest to keep guard. “Guess that proves your theory”, Hange says and you nod. 

Levi notices your expression and wipes the blood off of his hands. “You noticed it too didn’t you”

You nod. 

“Noticed what?”, Jean asks, behind him were Mikasa and Armin. Eren was strictly told to stay behind, so the only people that came were Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Sasha, and Connie. Commander Erwin only came along in case a swarm of titans attacked.

“The titans were only focused on Y/N”, Armin says, gaze avoiding yours as he looks at Jean.

Everyone ponders for a moment before Commander Erwin gestures everyone to get inside.

-

“Seems like everything’s under control”, Mikasa says as she looks over the titans that stood away from your house. You nod before you throw your head back on the backrest of the couch, a low groan sounding from your throat as you felt another headache coming in. Your hands cover your face as you allowed the warmth of your palms to calm you down. Hange gently massages your knee as the rest of them start discussing.

“Y/N”, you hear Levi say.

You look back at him, your hair slightly messy that it makes some people in the room look away because dammit good messy hair looks so good on you. “You know about titan shifters correct?”

“Yes”

Everyone’s eyes widen. 

“How much do you know about them?”, Connie asks.

You huff. “I can’t reveal information to you that’s already written to happen and follow a specific timeline, telling you could kill you”, you say, voice hoarse as you explain what’s been causing you multiple headaches. 

“But yes, I know that Eren can shift”, you say, recalling what timeline you were following and making sure to not disclose any information that hasn’t been revealed before Annie’s whole titan fiasco that oh my fucking God I’m gonna have another headache. 

“Do you have any idea why the titans only focused on you?”

“No”

Everyone sighs. 

The silence that follows was interrupted when your phone rang, startling Mikasa and Armin who, bless their souls, thought it was a threat but soon realized it wasn’t when you grabbed the device. You read the caller ID, some sort of relief passing through your body when you see it’s your boss.

“Boss”, you say as you sit up properly, one leg crossing over the other. 

“Y/N, how’s everything?”

“Good, still alive and breathing”

“That much is very obvious, anyways, it turns out that the dimension machine had malfunctioned but instead of resetting itself like it was programmed to when codes didn’t convert properly, it took the nearest ‘dimension’ possible, was it possible you had Attack on Titan open on your laptop that morning?”

Your breath hitches as you remember the events following the accident. 

“Yes”

“Ah, well it seems that it was what had happened, as for how you’ll get back, the team is finding a way to connect the dimension you’re into a pocket machine so they can try to pick you up, but the amount of time it would take to figure it out could take more than a few months”

“Wonderfullll”, you say, your headache coming in full waves now. You hear your boss chuckle as she tells you to try to stay alive and not destroy the timeline. You just gave a long string of yeah’s and I know’s before you hung up the phone. Everyone looks at you expectantly. 

“It’s nothing, they just figured out how I got here but figuring out how to get me back is gonna take more than a few months”, you say. The thought of you going back made Hange, Sasha, and Jean’s mood sour a bit. And honestly, so did yours.

“Gives us a lot of time to figure out the things that are concerning as right now”, Commander Erwin says. You just nod in agreement.

-

You watch as Hange plays around with the controls of your LED lights and galaxy lights. Her eyes sparkling more than the makeshift stars of the galaxy projector. She makes random color combinations and flashing patterns and every new combination seemed to make her eyes sparkle more. You smile, tired but happy as you change into your favorite oversized shirt that reached your upper thigh. That and some loose shorts that gently hugged your waist and covered until just below your crotch. 

“Y/NNNN!”

You flinch, still fidgety from the number of headaches you had in the span of eleven hours. Sasha barges into your room, smile wide as she wore one of your pastel yellow hoodies and black leggings. You smile as she launches herself on your bed, landing softly beside you as she watches Hange play with the lights. 

“Yes?”

“Can we eat dinner?”, she asks hopefully. Your eyes widen in surprise. You were sure that Sasha would have raided your fridge and pantry already but apparently not. She gives you puppy eyes to which you felt your knees tremble upon being a witness to it. 

“Sasha.”

“What? She’s a food genius and her ‘junk foods’ taste good”, Sasha argues. You just shake your head in amusement as you get up from the bed. You tell Hange to follow down soon and she nods. 

You reach the bottom of the stairs, surprised to see Levi and Jean sitting on the couch, fiddling with your Rubiks cubes. It was hilarious honestly, seeing the usually deadpanned expression on Levi’s face be replaced with an agitated and frustrated expression. You restrained yourself from snickering at the male when he accidentally broke two of the colors, the visible twitch in his eye making you bite your lips in amusement.

Jean seemed to have given up on solving it, instead just playing around with the colors and the maneuvering system. Sasha shyly pulls on the fabric of your shirt, urging you to go to the kitchen. You chuckle, catching Levi and Jean’s attention. 

“Captain Levi, didn’t think you’d stay around”, you chuckle, going to your kitchen while Sasha excitedly sits on the high-chair. Her legs swinging and her smile beaming, which kind of reminded you of an excited puppy wagging its tail. The similarity made you want to clutch your chest and fall to the floor. 

“Erwin’s orders”, he says. You roll your eyes, deciding to ignore the salt in his tone. You go to grab some vegetables from the fridge, while also grabbing some canned corned beef. Sasha watches in awe while Jean makes his way towards you, sitting next to Sasha as he watches you cook. 

“Captain Levi, would you like some?”, you say. You hear him mumble something and you sigh, causing a few snickers to come from Sasha and Jean. You ponder for a moment, watching the meat cook on the skillet.

“I have tea”, you say. You wait for a few moments of silence, the sounds of the food sizzling the only thing being heard. Jean and Sasha just watched you work your way around the kitchen. You hear the faintest huff before you see Levi make her way towards you, taking his seat on the high-stool opposite Jean and Sasha. 

You pretended that you were unbothered by the fact that he struggled to even get up on the chair. 

You finish everything, laying out the plates full of corned beef fried rice in front of them, holding out some spoons and forks which they all took with small ‘thank you’s’. You stop for a minute, thinking. You then go to the fridge to grab some lemon juice before pouring them in two glasses, carefully placing them in front of Sasha and Jean. You grab a tea bag, placing it in your cat mug as you pour in some warm water. 

Levi didn’t bother to comment about the mug and instead gave you a small ‘thank you’. 

You take your seat next to Levi as all of you dig in. Sasha’s eyes visibly sparkled, immediately chowing down on the freshly cooked meal. Jean was also visibly enjoying his meal but he wasn’t going ecstatic like how Sasha would. Levi was just eating. 

It was silent for the next few minutes, which everyone in the room seemed to enjoy. That was until Hange came jumping down the stairs. Levi visibly twitches and it makes you snicker. Hange makes her way towards you as she wraps her arms around your waist. 

“Y/NNN”

“Yes?”

“Feed me”

“Hange I made you your own plate”, you say, using your fork to point at the untouched plate near the stove. Hange pouts and grabs the plate, beginning to eat while the rest of you were already almost done. You fail to notice Sasha and Jean’s soured mood as you let Hange take your seat. 

-

“Y/N?”

You see Sasha approach you as the three others sat on your couch, mesmerized(yes Levi included) by the movie playing on your living room tv. Hange and Jean were busy ogling over the humans playing their roles in the movies while Levi seemed more interested in the exploding cars and buildings.  

“Yes, Sasha?”

“Can I stay the night?”

Ohohoho.

You look back to the three scouts before you meet Sasha’s hopeful gaze once again.

“Sure”

Chapter Text

You were… 

Turned on. 

Incredibly turned on. For lack of a better word, horny. 

It wasn’t intentional. Really. You were just helping Sasha figure out how modern showers worked. That’s all. It really was supposed to be innocent, nothing sensual at all.

You tried to convince yourself over and over but really, what was the point? You were still horny. You walked back to the hallway, feeling sweat trickle down your body as you hear Sasha turn the water off for a moment as you suddenly smell your watermelon body wash. 

You hear Sasha’s excited squeal and you smile, stopping when you hear her call your name. “Y/N!”, you turn around. “Yes?”, you respond, hearing the water being turned on again. 

“Come join me”

Oh shit. 

“I’m sure you can shower just fine on your own Sasha”, you say, tone nonchalant even though you were already antsy in your spot. You hear a faint huff and you chuckle, but your amusement doesn’t last long because just a few minutes later, Sasha struts out of the bathroom, towel around her body as her hair stuck to her head, beads of water dripping down her face as her gaze finds yours. 

“Can I wear your clothes?”

You nod. “Of course!”, you start to make your way to your room but Sasha stops you, her soft hand holding your wrist as she pulls your body into hers. Her fingers go to grip your waist, your eyes widening as she smiles. 

“ Your clothes, Y/N, not the ones in your closet”, she says, and haha what the fuck that’s so hot. She pushes between the fabric and her hand touches your skin, causing a trail of goosebumps to follow her touch. 

“Think you can lend them to me?”

Fuck me.

“Why not just take them off yourself?”, you say. A sudden gleam fills Sasha’s eyes as she smirks down at you. You feel her fingers wrap around the bunched-up fabric of your shirt and before you knew it, you were shirtless. Sasha licks her lips as she grabs a hold of your waist. 

“Do you think we can move this to the bed sweetheart?”

-

“What’s up with you?”

“Hah?”, Jean turns his head, eyes meeting his friends who were all looking at him, some in concern while the others were just curious. Confused, he turns to Eren who had caught his attention in the first place.

“What is it?”

Eren shrugs. “You tell me, you just seem pissier than usual”

Instead of scowling like he usually does, he just… sinks. He falls back into his spot on the bench as he continues to play with his cup. The water sways almost boringly, reflecting his mood somewhat accurately. Armin and Eren who were sitting beside him just looked at him like he’d grown a second head. 

“Is it because of Y/N?”, Mikasa chimes in. His reaction was so instant and obvious that it makes everyone at the table burst out laughing. His eyebrows furrowed and his lips pursed to a frown. Adding insult to injury, Connie decided to press his buttons more. 

“Is it because Sasha’s spending the night there?”

Jean’s grimace causes choked laughter to erupt from the group. 

-

“Sasha”

“Mm”

“Sasha”

The brunette detaches her lips from your neck as she lifts herself up, her gaze meeting yours as her hands that were on the sides of your body helped her keep herself up. You feel her thigh in between yours and just the faintest bit of her muscles brushed your crotch. 

The feeling makes you shudder but you regain your composure. 

“Yes?”

“How do you- Y’know, this?”

Sasha chuckles. “You mean how do I know how to make a woman feel good?”, she says, her voice going deep with an added… something. She did something. Her voice was like silk and it made you feel warm but it also teased you. The pad of her index finger lays on your boob as she makes small circular motions, her touch barely there but it still feels good.

“Well- yeah”, you stutter. Sasha chuckles before she pushes her thigh up. Your hips buckle at the feeling of her muscled thigh brushing over your clothed clit. She smiles down at you before she goes back to where she left your neck, proceeding to suck gently while at the same time nipping at the skin. 

Sasha uses one hand to trail down your body, her fingers tickling the front of your body before her hand goes to the garter of your shorts. Her hand cups your crotch, her middle finger pushing against your clothed slit. You whimper, hips jolting up which causes her finger to push against your clit, causing then another whimper to leave your lips. 

“To answer your question, let’s just say that I’ve been attracted to women since the day I saw one”, she says, eliciting a chuckle from you. “And on days off I get more experimental with myself, so you could say I know a thing or two on how to make someone-”, she pauses and uses her thumb to gently circle over your clit. 

“Like you, feel good”, she says, finishing her statement as she chuckles in your ear. Her fingers go to wrap around the garter of your shorts. “May I?”, you nod. She smiles as she pulls down your shorts, the sight of your wet panties greeting her. You bite your bottom lip, the smirk on her lips and the look in her eyes making you shudder. 

She leans down, licking her lips as her gaze meets yours for a split second. Her hands hold your inner thighs as she spreads your legs. You sit your upper body up, your elbows holding you up as you watch Sasha’s eyes gleam with excitement. 

“S-Sasha”, you moan as Sasha licks your clothed clit. Her tongue gently circled around your slit, your wetness seeping through the fabric of your underwear. You feel Sasha close your legs again and you feel your underwear being pulled down to your ankles before the brunette throws it over to the side. 

You willingly spread your legs, your face turning red as Sasha chuckles. She scoots forward, her face now barely ghosting your exposed crotch. Your hips buckle and press into the mattress as Sasha lets her tongue swipe into your slit. You bite your lips, suppressing your moans as Saha proceeds to continuously lick your clit. 

“You taste amazing”

Fucking hell, that’s so hot coming from her. 

You shudder, the pleasure on your clit causing more of your juices to drip down the area in between your folds. Sasha spares no second and catches your juices on her tongue, the tip of the soft muscle barely pressing into your entrance. You feel Sasha grip your thighs firmly before she spreads them farther, licking her lips before she presses her tongue into your hole.

“ Sasha ”, you moan, core throbbing as Sasha slowly thrusted her tongue in and out of your entrance, your wetness coating her tongue and her lips as she hummed into your hole. The vibrations make you shudder, pleasure riding throughout your whole body as your hand finds Sasha’s hair. 

“Does it feel good Y/N?”

You whimper. “So good”, you say, shuddering when you feel the brunette’s cheeks touching your folds. 

Figuring that you were wet enough, Sasha retreats back and moves her arm a little bit under her, her clean fingers now playing with your moist skin. “May I?”, she asks, her middle finger prodding at your soaking entrance. 

You nod. 

Her middle finger pushes into you, the wetness making it easy as it slips right into you. You throw your head back, the feeling of being filled just barely making you moan. Sasha feels herself throb at the sight of you moaning and trembling just from one finger, the view causing endless waves of lust to flood her whole body. It was when she began thrusting her fingers that you push back onto her touch.

“Patience sweetheart”, Sasha says as she slowly pushes a second finger in. You whimper, lips being sucked into your mouth as you feel Sasha’s other hand move down. Her thumb finds your asshole, the feeling of your juices being rubbed around it making you moan louder. 

“Sasha-”

“Moan louder for me sweetheart”

And you do. As Sasha pushes a third finger in you moan louder, the sounds egging Sasha on as she thrusts them at a faster pace. Her other hand then moved to hold your leg, her fingers gripping the soft flesh of your thigh. You feel the moist fabric beneath your skin, the bedsheets absorbing your sweat. The room smelled like sex, the sounds of her fingers thrusting into you accompanied by your moans filling the room. 

“You’re dripping sweetheart, are you close?”

This woman oh my fucking hell-

You nod. Immediately Sasha moves up, her hand that wasn’t busy fucking into you going beside your head. You feel her body loom over yours as she takes your lips in hers, your tongues swiping over each other as Sasha quickens her pace, the pad of her thumb going over your clit before she begins to rub it in circular motions, matching the speed of her fingers. 

Your hands cup Sasha’s neck, your moans being muffled in Sasha’s mouth. You could taste a little bit of yourself on Sasha and the brunette’s previous words echoed in your head. You taste amazing. Unexpectedly, Sasha curls your fingers in one last thrust, hitting your g-spot perfectly which sends you into orgasming. 

Sasha kisses you through it, her fingers slowing down as more of your juices squirted onto her fingers. Your nails scratch her neck, the sudden pain causing Sasha to moan into your mouth. You feel the wetness that was around… everywhere. Your folds, your thighs, your buttcheeks, it was everywhere. 

Both of your lips pull away from each other, letting the both of you breathe. 

Your ragged breaths leave your mouth, your orgasm having washed a gallon of fatigue onto your body. Your thighs trembled and you felt more juices seeping out of you. 

“Good girl, you did so amazingly for me”

Oh.

Oh.

Seeing the blush on your face, Sasha chuckles. She rests her head on your shoulder, her breath tickling your neck as she slowly pulled her fingers out. You melt onto the bed as the feeling of being empty made you whine. “You didn’t think we were done, did you Y/N?”

“What?”

Sasha gets up, looking at you, your faces inches apart. 

Her fingers play with your juices as she gathers them in her fingers before pushing them inside you again. You moan, hips buckling. “You expect me to waste all of this?”, she raises her hand up and shows her glistening fingers, your cum coating almost her whole hand. 

You blush as Sasha moves to position herself in front of your crotch again, her eyes meeting yours for a split second. Her arm reaches out to you. “Have your share”, she says before her face moves down to eat you out again. She licks up what you squirted out, her lips gently kissing your clit for a moment before she licks the rest of your folds clean. You whimper quietly as you hold Sasha’s wrist weakly, licking your lips before you take her fingers in your mouth, the taste of you making you shudder. 

“You taste, utterly amazing”, she says, leaving one last kiss on your clit before she sits up. Your gaze meets hers as she pulls her fingers out of your mouth. You watch as she pulls her- your shirt off, leaving her naked since it had been the only thing she wore when she took you to bed. 

She pats her lap, making you crawl over and sit on her muscular thighs. Her wet hand holds your waist while the other cups your neck.

“Do you feel okay?”, she asks. 

You nod. 

“Good”, she smiles as she rests her head on your chest. 

You stay there in silence for a few minutes before you felt yourself get sleepy. Sasha seemed to pick up on it quickly and helps settle you down on the bed. She takes the blankets and folds them neatly, putting them on the carpet, clean side down. She sees a clean blanket folded in your cabinet and she pulls it out, setting it on the edge of the bed. 

“Don’t you want to shower Y/N?”, she asks as she sees you already snuggling into the bed. You groan, lazily getting up as Sasha laughs. You both take a quick shower, wary of how much water you were using before you both wipe yourselves dry. 

“You didn’t have to spend 20 minutes washing my boobs Sasha”

“We have to make sure they’re clean!”

You chuckle, rolling your eyes playfully. You wince when you enter your room, the smell of sex making you scrunch your face up. Sasha bursts out laughing, her laughter brightening the room. You go to your windows, opening them and letting fresh wind into your room. Sasha taps your shoulder, making you face her.

“Yes?”

“Can we sleep shirtless?”

Your blush makes Sasha blush as well. “Well- I don’t see anything wrong with it”, your answer makes her smile as she removes her oversized hoodie, leaving her in your matching bra and undies that were meant for sleeping before she yeets herself onto your bed. You laugh as you unbutton your long sleeve shirt, revealing your own pair of bra/undies set, you lay next to her, her arms wrapping around your waist. 

Silence fills the room with the occasional sounds of wind whirling into your room accompanying it. The moonlight makes a beautiful glow on everything, and you can see the reflected light from the pool hit your window. Sasha breathes softly onto your head, her legs occasionally moving against the bed. 

“Sasha”

“Hm?”

“When did… this, start?”

Reading in between the lines, Sasha hums. “Maybe when we met a few days ago when I saw you looking up at me like I had given you the best slice of meat in the world”, her wording makes you chuckle but she continues to speak nonetheless.

“You looked so pretty, then you cooked me the best meal I’ve ever had in my life that evening, would you believe me if I said that I cried on the way back?”, she says, tone genuine it makes you want to cry. The thought of Sasha crying because of something you cooked made you want to cook her all the delicious meals you could offer. 

You snuggled yourself deeper into her hold. 

“I’ll cook you all the meals that I can then”

You feel Sasha smile on your head. 

“You really would?”

“Mhm, do you have any favorite meals?”

Sasha ponders for a moment. “Anything with meat but if I’m being honest...”

You turn around, your fingers playing with the lace of her bra. You wait for her next words, your body relaxing onto the bed as her warmth enveloped yours. She looks down at you, her eyes gleaming in the moonlight. You meet her gaze, her arm that was around your waist moving up your body, her hand cupping your cheek. 

“I wouldn’t mind having you as a meal any day”

Oh my fu-

Chapter Text

Waking up the next morning hasn’t been as pleasant as you’d hoped it would be.

Your picture-perfect idea of a perfect morning with Sasha was everything but unpleasant. You imagined the sunrise peaking into your bedroom, the sounds of the water in your pool fountain accompanying the sounds of wind howling a melody into your bedroom, and then Sasha would wake you up with a kiss and then-

“OH MY WALLS WHAT THE FU-”

“SHHHH!”

You and Sasha jolt awake, the sudden force of your bodies causing a sudden headache to both of you. You close your eyes, waiting for the shock of movement to calm down as you get used to the sudden brightness shining into your eyes. You see two figures standing in your doorway, the blurriness in your vision fading away as you see Jean and Connie standing across the room, both with wide eyes and red faces. 

“Jean? Connie?”, you say, suddenly getting hit with a truck of realization that you were wearing your bra and undies set, which was technically showing everything. Its only purpose was to tease really. Now that you’ve sat up, your boobs were practically on display for Jean and Connie to see. Connie looks away respectfully while Jean just stared back at you awkwardly. 

You sigh, feeling Sasha fall back onto the mattress with a groan next to you. Jean clears his throat with a fist covering his mouth. “We’ll be waiting downstairs”, he says with an awkward nod, closing the door behind them as they left the room. 

“I hate that they had to see me like this”, Sasha says with a groan. You laugh as you get up, pulling Sasha along with you. You feel the faintest dull ache between your legs and you whimper. 

“You okay sweetheart?”, you hear Sasha say as she holds you by your arms, keeping you steady. You nod with a bite to your lip, taking a few steps with Sasha’s help till you reach your closet. You put on an oversized hoodie which covered till your mid-thigh, then you gave Sasha a proper bra and undies set plus a shirt and pajamas. 

You walk slowly, the ache still resonating inside you as you winced at the uncomfortable feeling. Suddenly you’re scooped up, arms under your back and legs as you see Sasha smile down at you. “This alright?”

You nod. 

Walking down the stairs, you see Jean and Connie sitting on your sofa. When they caught sight of you and Sasha they looked down again, making you and Sasha half chuckle and half cringe. Sasha sits you down next to Jean and she sits next to you. 

“What’s up?”, you ask. Jean faces the two of you and just then do you notice that they were a little bit sweaty, looking like they ran the whole perimeter of the top of Wall Maria. 

“Sasha, we have an operation tomorrow, we’re going over the details in two hours, we came to pick you up”, Jean says. Connie nods with him, seemingly having gotten over the awkward incident that happened five minutes ago. 

Oh shit. 

Tomorrow’s when Annie kills a shit ton of Scouts. 

Dammit. 

You felt sad all of sudden. You still wanted to meet so many other people, heck you still haven’t even met Petra. You lick your lips, watching as Jean and Connie began getting ready to go back. 

“Take me with you”

The trio looks at you. 

“What?”, Jean asks. 

“Take me, with you. I wanna go there too”, you say, tone giving no room for argument. The three look at each other in silent conversation. With Jean giving a defeated sigh, he looks at you, almost shocked to see how stern your glare was. 

“Who do you wanna ride with?”

Being carried bridal style up the walls by Jean was truly an amazing experience,

is what you would say if you hadn’t been chased by twelve fucking titans. 

Literally. The moment you stepped out, titans came in your direction so the run back was the most stressful 40 seconds of your life. You sat on top of the wall, heaving loud breaths as you tried to calm yourself down. You could hear your heart beating and the tremble in your legs made it difficult to stand up, hence why you were sitting looking like you’ve been given the scare of a lifetime. 

Technically speaking you did. 

Connie hands you a bag of water. You take it, taking a large swig, gasping right after you swallow. You felt yourself calming down. Sasha crouches down next to you with a concerned expression on her face. You smile reassuringly at her, nodding as if to say “I’m fine”. 

“Your gear’s over there Sasha”, you hear Connie say. Sasha gets up and goes to put her gear on. You take a few more deep breaths before you get up, inhaling the clean and fresh air. 

“You okay?”

Jean stands next to you. You smile and nod, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing it like you did the other day. He smiles down at you, putting a cold hand over yours. The sun was now up, with no trace of darkness anywhere. 

“Let’s go”, you say as Sasha approaches the two of you with her gear on. 

Entering Survey Corps hadn’t been as intimidating as you thought it would be. You expected scouts to be training everywhere but instead, it was rather quiet. You suddenly get tugged by your sleeve, looking beside you to see Sasha running with the two others as they rushed to the room they needed to be in. Ah, they were going to discuss the whole smoke signal system. You stop running when you catch sight of the room filled with Scouts taking down notes. Sasha turns around when she feels you stop. 

“I’m not going to be in the operation Sasha, you go on ahead”, you say, a matter of fact. 

“But where will you be?”, she asks, in a rush since Connie was calling her. 

“I’ll just wander around, I’ll be fine I promise”, you say before you push Sasha to the door, leaving her no choice but to enter. You sigh as you turn around, your feet leading you to leave the building. You look to your left, seeing a small forest filled with tall trees where you could hear the sounds of wires and wood being cut. You decided to say fuck it, and you jog over where you see a huge tower.

You forgot what it was called, it was just a really tall tower with platforms really, its only purpose was for people to watch or stay when they haven’t gone into the training forest yet. You decide to climb the stairs, regret filling you when you felt the wood creak. You sigh as you speed-climb yourself the rest of the way up. You arrive at the top, a roof over the open platform as you see some scouts in the distance in the training forest slaying some fake titans. 

You seemed to have dazed off because the next thing you knew there was someone in front of you. 

“Hello?”

You blink. 

Oh my God.  

Standing right in front of you was the one and only Petra Ral, a confused yet concerned expression on her face as she waited for a response. “Sorry, I was lost in thought”, you say. Petra chuckles. 

“You must be Y/N, what’re you doing here?”, she asks, seemingly already informed of who you are. You hum quietly, the early sunrise making Petra’s hair glow prettily. 

“I insisted I wanted to come here, I just so happened to have found my way here”, you explain. The girl hums in acknowledgment. You go back to watching everyone else in the training forest, fascinated by seeing people use the omnidirectional gear in real life. The wires and the gas, it was all so realistic and you were itching to try it. 

Petra follows your line of sight and laughs. “I overheard Hange and Commander Erwin’s conversation the other day, you said you wanted to try the ODM gear?”, she asks, looking at you. You nod. 

She smiles. “I’m almost out of gas and blades, why don’t you come with me while I also refill?”, she says. The invitation makes you nod in excitement. She chuckles and uses her gear to get you both down, her arms holding you making you pucker your lips as you felt a cheeky grin make its way to your face. 

The walk wasn’t long at all, it only took a few minutes and before you knew it, you were in a small cottage-looking house. Petra invites you inside and you see rows filled with gas tanks and blade compartments. You wait patiently albeit a bit awkwardly. 

“How are you liking it here so far?”

You look to her. “It’s alright, I mean, for a world that has titans I think I’ve been decent”, you say, half-joking. Petra laughs, the sound being music to your ears. You watch as she gets up, tanks full and blades refilled. 

She leads you somewhere, the specifics unknown to you. Literally. You didn’t know shit about anything in terms of the layout of this place. It wasn’t until you see the training stand that they used that you grew excited yet nervous. The sudden memory of Eren’s badass moment flashes your mind as you see Petra pull out the bet that was attached to the gear. 

“Wanna give it a go?”

You nod instantly. 

Petra helps you into the belt and into the process of attaching the wires. Her gentle and dainty fingers caressing your sides and waist made you blush, not to mention how close her body was to yours.

Wow I really am a whor-

She assures you that if you were to outbalance that she would catch you. An angel is in my presence. You nod to her when you feel yourself in your calmest state. She gives you a heads-up as she slowly lifts you up.

It was easy. 

Like, really easy. 

Sure it took up a lot of core strength and balance but it wasn’t the hardest thing in the world. You had some experience with gymnastics thanks to your sister, and it usually included being suspended in midair, so things like this weren’t as hard as you thought they would be. You hear Petra gasp. 

“You’re a natural!”, she says, excited. Before she could say anything else, the sounds of distant chatter enter your field of ‘yes I can hear you’ radar. You look over to the distance, seeing Oluo, Gunther, and Eld. You were still perfectly balanced midair, the ache that was in between your legs this morning now in your core as you did your best to stay upright. 

How Eren managed to do this even with a broken belt will forever astound you. 

“Oi oi oi, who’s this?”, Oluo says as he fixes his cape. 

“If I’m correct you must be Y/N”, Eld says, a kind and charming smile on his face. You nod, smiling even if your whole body was screaming at you to touch the ground you’re dYING-

“It’s impressive you can stay like that so long”, Gunther comments with a laugh, making Petra gasp as she sets you down. You thank her as she removes the belt. No wonder everyone here has abs. You hear Eld clear his throat, catching your attention. 

“We just finished some early morning training, if you’re allowed would you mind accompanying us?”, he asks. Hell yes. You nod with a small smile, contradicting your confident and bold interior as Petra swings an arm around your shoulders, inviting you to follow the four as they made it back to the training forest. 

“You have an operation tomorrow right?”, you ask. The four nod. You pucker your lips, assuming that maybe they already knew how the operation would work before everyone else. It wasn’t until the five of you reached the training forest again that you snapped out of your thoughts. You blink, wondering if the four were still going to continue training. 

“You didn’t seem to be breaking a sweat when trying the harness earlier. I’m sure Captain Levi and Commander Erwin wouldn’t mind if you gave the ODM gear a try hm?”

Petra holds up another pair of the omnidirectional gear, the straps and blades compartment and all. You feel the adrenaline start to run through your body as you see the four’s encouraging expressions. 

Oh fuck yes.

Mikasa wasn’t a very social person. 

She only conversed with people if she had to, and usually, that spectrum of ‘people’ would only be within Eren and Armin. Over the years of training, she’d grown closer with her fellow batchmates. A friend group had been formed consisting of her, Eren, Armin, Sasha, Connie, Jean, and the others. Even then she only ever conversed with Armin and Eren, with the exception of Sasha whenever she’d ask for her food.

But whenever you’d pop up as a topic in conversation, she couldn’t help but want to listen in. 

She found you… interesting. 

She thought you were really interesting. 

Every time you’d come up in conversations usually between Jean and Sasha, they would always mention how ‘perfect you were. Sasha mentioned your cooking and your pantry. Not surprising. Jean, however, mentioned the fact that you were, quote on quote, “suggestive”. He didn’t say anything else, which only confused the others with the exception of Sasha. 

Not to mention the fact that Section Commander Hange talked about you. 

Yes, it was a shock, usually, she just talked about titans. 

Needless to say, many people in Survey Corps were, to say the least, really curious about you.

It wasn’t until she saw you for the first time that she got it. I see, she thought when you smiled at her that day, saying you were thankful that she was helping. I get it now. She felt butterflies in her stomach and the need to protect you was spiking, which was a shock to her. She only ever felt protective of Eren and Armin. She never took one look at someone and thought, ‘ yes, I need to protect this human being ’. Seems like you were ever the person to pull surprises. 

When they had finished the meeting discussing the operation, Commander Erwin gave Jean, Sasha, and Connie the task of preparing the bags of smoke refills. Just then did the trio say that Y/N was here that almost everyone in the room wanted to see her. Commander Erwin gave Mikasa, Eren, and Armin the responsibility of looking for you.

The first place they thought of would just be outside since you weren’t familiar with anything and the possibility that you were just sitting somewhere wasn’t all that improbable. After looking through the perimeter of the area, you were nowhere to be found. 

“That’s it!”

“Keep going!”

The trio looks to their left, where they see Petra and Eld on the wooden tower, shouting into the training forest. It was slightly odd, since usually they would be in the training forest, not cheering people on. It wasn’t until they saw Oluo and Gunther running around in the bottom of the forest that they started wondering what was going on. Eren runs ahead, urging Mikasa and Armin to follow along. 

They climbed the tower, their steps making the wood creak but they were used to it. 

“Petra-san, Eld-san, what’s with all the commotion?”, Armin asks as the trio reaches the top platform. Petra and Eld turn around, both seemingly really hyped. About what the trio didn’t know. 

Instead of explaining, the sounds of wires and wood being cut were heard. Petra and Eld’s attention was diverted to the forest again. The trio goes to the edge of the platform, looking in the direction of the two elite Scouts. Then they spot Oluo and Gunther, along with them were other scouts at the ready to lift the dummy titans. 

Eren, Mikasa, and Armin furrow their eyebrows. For who? Petra and Eld are here. Their confusion disappears when a certain someone comes into sight. 

You pull on the wire trigger, the wires and claws latching onto the trees as you used a little bit of steam to launch yourself forward. You detach the wires, remembering to preserve the gas as you used the speed of your body to maneuver yourself mid-air. Two titans were lifted in your direction, you ready your blades, the sound of the metal sliding against the metal made you cringe slightly. You launch the wires onto the second dummy as you sliced the makeshift nape of the first titan, then as you were spinning you detach the wires as you slice the second titan’s ‘nape’. As you land on the narrow surface of the dummy titan, you use the momentum of your body to jump as high as you could while launching the wires to the tree a few feet away. 

I feel so badass right now. 

You weren’t even aware of the growing number of eyes watching you, you just kept slaying the dummies because it was fun.

This would be terrifying in the face of actual titans, it’s only fun because none of them are actually trying to eat me. 

You see three titans in the distance, your focus straight ahead. 

Wait- 

You halt your body, just as you expected, a titan was put right in front of you, meant to throw you off but you manage to dodge it. You detach the wires and you let yourself drop before you launch the wires to the tree where the titan had been hidden. With one swift swing, the makeshift nape was cut. You swing towards the wooden plank of the dummy, your legs bending as you horizontally launch yourself to the three titans, your blades ready as you see a tree conveniently placed behind the second dummy. You lick your lips, fingers on the gas trigger. 

The adrenaline was blinding you from everything else, your sole focus dead set on the dummies as you propel the wires to the tree. Under a swift ten seconds, you managed to slay the three titans, the third one was not cut as deep as you wanted but it was your first time so you shrugged it off. Seeing no other dummies hiding you decide to do a few more rounds, looking for any scouts hiding down on the ground that could pull a titan dummy right in front of your face.

It wasn’t until you looked to your right that-

Oh. 

People are watching. 

You huff, annoyed at the sudden pressure on you at the fact that actually trained scouts were watching. You decide to just disregard the fact that you were being watched and decided to slay two more titan dummies in the distance before making your way back to the wooden tower. 

You spot Eren, Mikasa, and Armin with Petra and Eld. You wanted to cry. 

Eren my baby. 

You ignore the other’s looks as you took the trio in one hug. You felt your chest ache as tears threatened to spill from your eyes. Eren, the one person in the series who deserved all the hugs and love, was right here in your arms. Mikasa and Armin were shocked but accepted the hug nonetheless. 

“OIII!”

You flinch, unwrapping your arms when you see Hange, Levi, and Moblit. Hange immediately tackles you, a smile on her face as you stumble back a bit, telling her to be careful since your blades were still out. She retracts from the hug, eyes sparkling as she looks at you. 

“You were so amazing! How did you even- you weren’t training behind our backs right? How did you even-”, she taps on your gas tanks. “You barely used your gas! How did you even manage to do those flips-”

Hange gets pulled off of you. Levi’s intimidating glare meeting yours as he slightly looks up at you. “How the fuck did you do that”, he says, tone not even asking, more like demanding. You lick your lips, not sure how to answer. You really didn’t know, it was all just a matter of adrenaline and some mid-air experience plus the help of momentum and yada yada yada.

“I have no idea”, you say honestly. You suddenly notice Eren and Mikasa’s awestruck looks, filling you with a sense of pride as you put the still sharp blades back into the compartment, the sound of it makes you cringe again. Petra suddenly yanks you away from the rest. 

“See! I knew you would do great, you should’ve seen how swift and graceful you looked”, she says, spilling compliments like a waterfall. For someone who’s had 10 titan kills 48 kill-assists, the compliments were a huge boost to your ego. Her attack of flattering comments was interrupted when you see Commander Erwin come into view. 

Oh shit. 

“Y/N”

“Yes Commander”, you say, body going stiff as a board when his firm and bold voice calls your name. 

“Is it alright if we have a talk?”

-

Erwin Smith, was a very intimidating man.

Nothing made you more nervous than being in a room alone with him. Well- There was when Hange asked you to put her bathing suit on for her and last night when Sasha was an inch away from your- 

Yeah I’ll stop right there. 

Erwin sets down a cup of tea in front of you before he pours himself his own cup, the sweet scent of black tea filling the room as you gently reach for the cup and saucer, pulling it towards you. Erwin sits in front of you, his ever intimidating aura radiating off of him like heat from the sun. 

Upon noticing your tense body he chuckles. “You don’t have to be so intimidated Y/N. I can assure you that you are perfectly safe and are in no trouble”, he finally speaks. You nod awkwardly, though you could feel the tension lift from your shoulders as you exhaled a breath you didn’t even know you were holding. You smile slightly. 

“You mentioned something important the other day”, he says, playing with the string of his cup of tea, the color of the tea bleeding into the hot water. 

“I did?”

He nods. 

“You said that you couldn’t reveal information. Specifically information about our world, you explained that if you told things that we weren’t meant to know yet, it could go as far as to kill us, is this true?”

A solemn feeling weighs on your chest. “Yes”

Erwin’s eyes narrow, an almost visible feeling of frustration showing in his crystal blue irises. Do blonds just automatically have blue eyes like there’s him, Armin, Historia, Rico, Nanaba, Annie-

“Does this mean you know the secret of our world?”

You suck your lips in. Wow this sucks. You nod. Erwin’s gaze hardens, almost as if his facial muscles were resisting the urge to frown. You take a small sip of your tea, the sudden burn on the tip of your tongue still dimming in comparison to the pain you felt on your chest upon realizing that you knew everything that would happen. This must’ve been how Eren felt, and wow that perception makes you want to cry.

You fight the urge to cry, the sudden flashes of memories of those who were going to die hit your conscious like a goddamn wrecking ball and oh god this really sucks. Your hands start shaking, the tea in your cup threatening to spill onto your lap as you felt your vision go blurry. You felt it coming from a mile away. You were gonna have an emotional breakdown. 

C’mon Y/N breathe. 

Get it together. 

Before the guilt could come crashing down on you, two hands hold your wrists as you felt the cup of tea being settled down on the desk. You look up at Erwin, a reassuring and kind smile on his face as he kept a firm yet gentle grip on your wrists. You breathe, calming yourself down before you nod, silently saying that you were fine. 

Erwin stands up with his hands still around your wrists as he leads you to the large window of his office. He lets go of your wrists, putting his hands behind his back as he looks over the view from his office through the window. You two stand in silence as the wind blows through the leaves of the nearby trees. 

“I have one question”

He then looks at you. 

“And I want you to answer me honestly”

You hesitantly nod. His gaze turns serious as he licks his lips, eyes never breaking contact from yours.

“Does humanity win?”

You suck your lips in, weighing out the pros and cons of telling Erwin before you come to the conclusion that saying yes would not, in fact, reveal anything. You take a deep breath, now looking up at him with confidence radiating off of you. 

“Yes”

His eyes sparkle and a sudden smile makes its way to his lips. You felt what was a small smile form on your face as you take his hands in yours. “Every scout, the goal that they dedicated their hearts to”, you start, squeezing Erwin’s ridiculously larger hands in yours. “It’s worth it. Every life that has been given for the sake of humanity, it will be worth it”, you say, giving a firmer grip to Erwin’s hands. 

Silence. 

You get no response for a few seconds. That was until you saw Erwin close his eyes with his smile growing wider. 

“I see”

“That’s a relief”

He smiles down at you before he leads you back onto your chair, the two of you finishing your tea as you witness Commander Erwin looking like he was at peace with everything for once. You sigh, finishing the last drop of black tea as Erwin discusses/compliments your performance in the training forest. 

It was when Commander Erwin walked out with you onto the entrance of the main building of Survey Corps did you realize just how many people were watching you. You weren’t prepared for the sudden bombardment of questions being asked to your face like you were some celebrity being mobbed by paparazzi. It wasn’t until everyone caught sight of Erwin that everyone went their separate ways. 

“Y/NNN!”

A body tackles you to the floor, the impact making you wince as you fell flat on your back. “Sasha-”, you choke, the feeling of her weight on top of you making it hard to breathe. Jean and Connie took the brunette off of you, letting you breathe as you get up. 

“Y/N!”

You see Armin, Eren, and Mikasa running towards you. 

“Wanna train?”

You nod instantly, the weight being lifted off of your shoulders as Mikasa shyly held your hand, leading you along with Eren and Armin.

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Mikasa was a queen. 

In your eyes, she was a queen. 

Everything about her made you bite your lip in excitement. Watching her maneuver with her gear? A wonderful sight. Watching her wipe the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve while at the same time taking deep breaths? An astonishing sight. Her eyes meeting yours whenever you’d pass by each other in the training forest and she would give you a small smile? 

A sight.

She was oh so fucking gentle to you too. 

You couldn’t decide if that was cute or disappointing. A part of you wanted her to slam you against a tree and maybe kiss you, your legs dangling as your back pressed against the hard barks of the tree. Sounds like heaven to me. You chuckle to yourself, watching as beads of sweat rolled down Mikasa’s forehead, some of it rolling down to her defined jawline. 

I’m so gay. 

“It’s time for lunch!”, you hear someone say in the distance. You cringe, knowing how bad the food was for the Scouts. You heard the sounds of wires coming closer to you, so you turn around, surprised to see Mikasa standing next to you, both of you alone on the tree branch while everyone else sped away to the cafeteria. 

“Mikasa?”

She heaves heavy breaths as she catches her breath, looking at you for a split second before she looks down, putting her blades back in their compartment. You wait patiently, not exactly sure what you were waiting for but hey, this was Mikasa Ackerman, you’d offer your head to her if she asked. 

“Do you have some sort of power?”

You blink, watching as Mikasa stares at you with a serious expression. 

“What?”

Mikasa looks to the side. “It’s just… ever since you came around, people who’ve been around you became visibly... better, Jean was grieving a loss over our comrade but once he met you, he seemed to be happy again”, she says, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. A sharp sting stabs you in the heart, the visual memory of Marco’s half-eaten body causing you to swallow the lump in your throat. 

“And Sasha, I’ve never even seen her talk about something other than food and meat”, she says, a joking tone in her voice but her face remained solemn. “At first I thought I was just overthinking it, but then you and Commander Erwin walked out of his office and he was smiling”, she says, and you couldn’t help but smile at how cute this whole ordeal was. 

“You’re saying you think I have the power to make people happy?”, you say with a smile, the concept of what you two were talking about making your heart feel warm. Mikasa looks at you momentarily, a faint pink dusting her cheeks as she played with her fingers. 

“I know it sounds ridiculous but-‘

“Does it work?”

She looks at you. “Huh?”

“Does it work? On you I mean”, you ask, taking a step towards her, your bodies barely inches apart. She blinks, surprised. Your hand carefully reaches for hers, your soft fingers touching her calloused ones. You look her up and down momentarily, her beauty causing your chest to warm. Literally , she was gorgeous .

“I wouldn’t say h-happy but-”, she stammers, face turning red. 

“But?”, you interrupt, using your hand to lift hers up, kind of like a prince to a princess in those fantasy movies and books. You look over the back of her hand, your fingers holding hers in your hand. She grows shy at your boldness and you thrived from it. You knew consent was important but she hadn’t pushed you away, and she was an Ackerman, if she didn’t appreciate your advances she would’ve probably pushed you off the branch by now. 

“I-I just think you’re interesting”, she admits, the stutter in her voice making you writhe with excitement. I’m probably getting away with something most people can’t. Ha. 

“Interesting huh”, you say with a chuckle. She looks away, but you use your other hand to hold her cheek gently, pulling her gaze back to yours. She blushes, full-on blushes. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were wide, lips agape slightly as she shifted on her feet. 

“Would you say this works?”, you ask, your thumb rubbing her warm cheek, the pad of your thumb caressing her cheekbone. 

“I guess”, she mutters, face red and what the fuck she’s so pretty. 

“I believe I asked a yes or no question, Mikasa”, you say, your other thumb rubbing the knuckles of her hand. She looks back at you, her hand squeezing yours just slightly a bit over gentle. 

“It worked”, she says, voice clear and direct. You smile, satisfied. You retract your hands, convincing yourself that your eyes were just playing tricks on you and that it wasn’t disappointment showing on her face. You ready to propel yourself, seeing a clear path of trees to use as Mikasa does the same.

“Shall we?”

“I would much rather be eating food that Y/N has cooked”, Jean complains as he looks at the spoon full of potato soup. You smile sympathetically, patting his back as you hear Sasha whine beside you. 

“After eating what Y/N fed us last night, anything that doesn’t come from her just seems like trash”, she sighs, dropping the spoon into the bowl as she leans on your shoulder. You smile fondly, contemplating whether or not you should do something about the two’s misery. Potato soup seemed to be the only thing available and though this was normal, you could understand where Jean and Sasha were coming from. 

“C’mon, eat up, if you do I promise I’ll cook you something later”, you say, your words acting as a power boost because immediately, Sasha and Jean gulped down the soup, smiling at you afterward though you could tell they were a bit miserable. With the way their eyes were twitching and their pursed lips you couldn’t help but chuckle. 

“Y/N”

You look to your side, Eren’s gaze meeting yours. 

“Eren?”

He sucked his lips in, scratching the back of his head as he looked off to the side. You tilt your head sideways unknowingly, a quirk that everyone at the table noticed. “You uhh, randomly hugged Mikasa, Armin, and I, can I ask why?”, he asks, awkward stance and all. 

You blink, being slapped in the face by the fact that your emotions got the best of you. 

“Oh- well, I had no particular reason”, you say, swallowing as you suddenly found the aging wood of the table to be oh so fascinating. Armin calls your name which calls your attention as well. 

“None of us are complaining though!”, he says, red-tinted cheeks on display as he shook his hands in front of him. You smile genuinely, the tenderness and the kindness in it making everyone at the table fight the urge to clutch their chests because wow that was a sight. 

Those were the eyes of someone who cared. 

“I have an experiment with Hange-san in an hour so I’ll get going”, Eren says, flashing everyone a smile as he leaves the table, taking his plate with him as everyone gave their goodbyes. You pucker your lips, wondering what else you could do for the rest of the day. 

A lightbulb appears above your head. “Can we go horseback riding?!”, you say, bouncing in your seat as your hands balled into fists. Everyone looks at you, making you stop your mini excitement outburst. Your hand tilts to the side unknowingly again. 

“What?”

Jean clears his throat, snapping everyone back to normal as he looks at you. 

“Of course! We don’t have training until later in the afternoon, though we should wait a little first”, he says, making you nod excitedly. You get up from the table, everyone’s eyes following you closely. 

“I wanna go exploring though”, you say, ignoring the fact that you didn’t eat anything yet today. Jean, Sasha, and Mikasa stand up at the same time. “I’ll go with you”, they say simultaneously. You blink, surprised at their eagerness to accompany you. I’m living the dream. Everyone seemed to be surprised too, the attention mostly on Mikasa. The Ackerman licks her lips as she looks at you, gaze determined. 

“Oi oi oi”, Reiner enters the cafeteria. He points to Jean and Sasha. “We’re assigned to patrol the walls today-”, he stops when he catches sight of you. His initial reaction makes Sasha and Jean smirk. “Alright then”, Jean says, completely unbothered as he and Sasha made their way to Reiner, pulling him with them as you wink at the blond. 

“That was brutal”, Connie jokes. You nod, causing the remaining people at the table to laugh.

“Who could blame him though”, Krista(or rather Historia) says, reminding you that she was there. She smiles at you, making your heart warm. Ymir nods along with her, making you smile more. I don’t deserve these people. You get up, smiling down at everyone. 

“Anyone care to join me?”

The fields beyond the training grounds were beautiful. 

My anime scenery gif dreams are coming true.

You wandered off a little in the distance, the wind blowing through your hair. So this is what non-polluted air’s like. You outstretch your arms, letting the wind blow through your hair, at the same time ruffling your loose buttoned shirt.  You were thankful that you wore jeans and knee-high boots, the grass was sure to irritate your skin had you worn shorts and shoes. The afternoon sunlight wasn’t as hot as you assumed it would be. Global warming probably didn’t exist here either. 

From afar, Mikasa, Armin, Ymir, Krista, and Connie watch you, fond smiles adorning their faces. “She’s enjoying herself”, Ymir muses, half-joking half-genuine. Armin laughs, putting his arms behind his back. 

“The future must be really different, I’m guessing technologies have advanced and maybe things like all-natural fields and fresh air are rare now”, he says, understanding you and why you were so infatuated with something as simple as a grass field. 

“I’ll get her a horse”, Krista says as she and Ymir leave the field to go to the stables.

Silence follows the group as the sound of the wind filled the area. Connie had closely followed behind, saying he was going to help with gathering horses, which left Mikasa and Armin to watch you trudge through the fields. A bright smile adorns your face as you watched dragonflies twirl around you.

“Do you think she’s seen the sea?”

Mikasa turns to her childhood best friend, a longing look on his face as he sighed. Mikasa shrugged her shoulders. “Whether or not she’s seen the sea”, she pauses and looks to Armin. “We’ll see it one day too”, she says, determined. Armin looks at her, expressionless before he smiles slightly. 

“Yeah”

-

“Erwin”

The commander looks up from his paperwork, seeing Hange and Moblit standing in front of his desk. He holds his paperwork with both hands, fixing them so they were all aligned as he tapped them against the wood of his desk. 

“What is it?”, he asks, setting the paperwork down as he intertwined his fingers together in front of him. 

“Our expedition tomorrow”, the Section Commander starts. “I feel as though it would be safer if Y/N were to stay here”, she says, voice clear and firm. Erwin gives an expressionless gaze, working his thoughts out as he gets up from his chair. 

“I see. Alright, inform her about this as soon as you can”, he says. Hange nods, before the two of them give their salutes. They leave the office, with Hange humming a tune to herself. 

-

Horsebackriding was pleasant. 

The aftermath, however, was everything but pleasant. 

You knew it was a somewhat normal reaction, but the cramps you got from riding a horse were just ridiculous. Seriously, how does everyone manage? You clutch the area below your belly button, wincing at the pain. You hear the others asking you if you were fine but you shake a hand, giving them a thumbs-up. 

Mikasa and Armin quickly go to your side regardless, their arms wrapping around you as their hands held your waist. For a moment you forgot the pain, instead satisfied with the hands holding you up.

“You’re back!”, Krista says. 

The three of you look up, seeing Jean, Reiner, Sasha, and Bertholdt walking towards you. “Mikasa! Nanaba-san is looking for you Ymir, Krista, Connie too”, he stops once he sees you. “Y/N? Are you okay?”, he rushes over to you. Mikasa and Armin hand you over, though you could walk and function just fine, who were you to deny being held by the others?

Jean puts one hand on your waist while the other holds your shoulder. He leans forward a bit, looking at you to which you give him a smile. “I’m fine Jean‘, you say, laughing slightly. He smiles back at you, still holding you as the group slowly became just you, him, Reiner, and Bertholdt. 

“Jean, care to introduce us?”

You chuckle as Jean’s eyes narrow, and you feel his hand on your waist tighten. Aw. He shakes the jealousy off and begins to speak. “Reiner, Bertholdt, this is Y/N, Y/N these are Reiner and Bertholdt”, he says, voice stale and emotionless that it almost makes you laugh.

“Pleasure to meet you”, you say, giving a subtle wink. Reiner blinks, surprised, meanwhile, Bertholdt looks flustered, looking away as he cleared his throat. “Shouldn’t you be meeting up with Nanaba-san too?”, Jean says, earning two urgent nods from the two Scouts as they ran to where the group had gone. 

Silence follows their trails and you two stand alone in the middle of the deserted area. 

“That was cute”

Jean turns to you. “What was?”

“Nothing”

You smirk, taking a step to stand in front of him, his hands already places where you wanted them to be. He takes notice of this quickly enough, giving you a cheeky smile and wow he’s gorgeous. You lick your lips, your hands going up to his chest, playing with the buttons of his long-sleeve shirt.

“I don’t think the fact that some people call you a horse is insulting”

He meets your gaze. “What do you mean?”

You lick your lips again. “Being a horse means I can ride you no?”

He chokes. 

And you burst out laughing.

“W-What do you mean?”, he stammers, face red as sweat began rolling down his face. 

“Interpret that however you’d like sweetheart”, you say as you poke his cheek before beginning to walk in the direction of wherever you wanted. The cramps had gone down to just a dull ache and it made walking a whole lot easier. Jean stands painfully still, face red as he watched you walk away. 

Chapter Text

“Then you use these to cut up the scallions, cut them up by like this big of a size”, you hold up your hand to show a solid 1cm gap between your index finger and thumb. Then you hold the piece of scallions up, the tip of your scissors pointing to the root part of the green and white vegetable. 

“You only need to snip off this part, the white part is also really good”, you say, the Survey Corps chefs nodding along as you snip off the white part nearing the roots, leaving a whole lot of the scallions left. 

“If you see any dirt you can just wash it off, but sometimes I just peel those layers off”, you say, pushing your nail between the thin layer and then opening the ripped part farther. You throw the thin layer into the small bowl for leftovers and peels. 

You grab the plate, using the scissors to cut the scallions evenly until you reach the end where it was greenest. You then use your fingers to grab then sprinkle the cut-up scallions all over the mashed potatoes within the pot. 

You mix the contents of the pot together, grabbing the salt you had brought before sprinkling it over the potatoes. You later grab a small wooden bowl before scooping a small amount, taking a small spoon before you take a meager bite, satisfied when it was perfectly seasoned and that the potatoes weren’t chunky. Instead, it was evenly mashed with the scallions covering most of the cuisine.

“Here”, you hand the bowl to the two chefs, who held their own spoons. You felt pride in your chest as their eyes widened. 

“This is delicious!”, the head chef says, his assistant nodding along with him. You smile, grabbing one more bowl and a set of spoons, getting another scoop. 

“You’ll be able to make another pot I’m sure”

The two cooks nod confidently. 

You leave the kitchen, making your way to the dining area where you find Eren’s squad sitting at one of the tables. You jog over, sitting beside Sasha and Jean who’s eyes widened upon seeing you. You give everyone their own spoons, setting the bowl onto the middle of the table. 

Your heart warms and you smile, watching as everyone got a taste of decent food. Sasha immediately latches onto you, wailing and crying, meanwhile Jean puts a hand on your thigh, squeezing it as his face stayed neutral. You pucker your lips, feeling like you could finally say that you were living your best life. 

A couple of minutes later, everyone in the dining area already has their own separate bowls, most of them shouting their ‘thank you’s’ to you before they dug in. Jean and Sasha took turns feeding you, even though you continuously told them to eat first. 

Amidst dinner, Sasha ended up putting her hand on your thigh too, which resulted in a friendly showoff between the two best friends as they had a competition on who could make you react more. 

You were over the horizon’s grateful that they weren’t being negatively competitive about it. 

At one point, Sasha’s pinky finger brushed over your clothed slit, which resulted in just the faintest whimper yet an oh so obvious jolt, causing the two scouts to blush and retract their hands. 

The rest just pretended that nothing was happening. 

Oh, but they were watching. 

And listening. 

“Do you think we’ll be able to have better meals from now on?”, Reiner asks. 

You smile in his direction. “If you ask nicely”, you say, your voice doing a thing. The group couldn’t think of a word for it, it was just a thing. A good thing. You blink, suddenly feeling Sasha and Jean’s hands on your thighs again. You chuckle to yourself, taking the last few bites of your meal before finishing your cup of water. 

“Miss Y/N, you are requested by Section Commander Hange to come to her office”, you hear a voice behind you, turning around and seeing Moblit standing there, professionalism radiating off of his body and all. You nod, getting out of the bench as the warmth of Jean and Sasha’s hands left your body. Your right hand goes to Jean’s shoulder, while your left-hand goes to Sasha’s nape. 

You squeeze gently, remembering the effect it had on both of them. Their eyes widened and you couldn’t help the playful grin that appeared on your face as you smiled at everyone in the group. “Enjoy your meals everyone”, you say, letting go of the two best friends as you followed Moblit to the hallway.

The hallways were surprisingly quiet, as you walked further away from the cafeteria, the only thing that could be heard were your and Moblit’s footsteps. You step outside, the cold wind making you shiver as you hug your body. 

“The meal you had prepared was delicious by the way, Miss Y/N”

You look up, a small smile on his lips. 

“Thank you, but uh, I didn’t see you in the cafeteria?”, you say, one eyebrow raised as you tried to recall the faces in the dining area. 

Hange and Moblit were often shown characters, so you were sure that you would have noticed them if they were in the room at one point. Moblit turns a hallway and you follow close behind. “There’s a spare room next to the cafeteria, so that’s probably why you didn’t notice”, he says then you hum, the explanation making sense. 

Moblit stands in front of a door and opens it, a candlelit room inside filled with shelves and tables. You could see the shadow of the person standing and you could feel a tinge of excitement at seeing Hange’s side profile as you enter the room. Hange smiles at you before giving Moblit the go that he could leave and eat more if he wanted. He nods, sending the two of you a smile before he left the room, closing the door as you stood next to it.

“Hange”, you say, licking your lips because duh, I’m alone with Hange fucking Zoe. 

She smiles, using her index finger to gesture you over. You hear the sounds of your boots hitting the floor echoing in the room as you now stood in front of Hange, her faint smirk doing wonders for your imagination. 

“I was originally going to just inform you that you would be staying here as the expedition happens tomorrow”, she says. You tilt your head to the side, disregarding the fact that her hand was inches away from yours from where you had both placed them on the table.

“What changed?”

She chuckles. 

Two hands hold your waist, lifting you onto the section commander’s desk. You blink, surprised at the shameless advance. Your hands placed themselves on the desk, your arms brushing over the brunette’s hands. 

“But now that we’re alone, it’s just the tiniest bit harder having to control myself”, she laughs a bit, her fingers trailing up at your sides, tickling you slightly as Hange pushes her thigh in between your legs, spreading them as she situated herself between your thighs. 

“You looked so gorgeous this morning, wearing the Survey Corps straps on you”, she says, sparing no shame in using her thumbs to rub the area below your boobs. You lick your lips, already smirking as you placed your hands on the brunette’s arms. 

“Who said you had to control yourself?”, you say, smiling teasingly.

“You’re playing a dangerous game here Y/N”, she warns you, only egging you on more to say things that were twice as naughty. You pout playfully, playing with the buttons of her shirt as you scooted forward, your crotch and her stomach barely having any distance.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about..”, you pause and lean into her ear, your breath ghosting her skin. “..Section Commander”

She just chuckles.

In a split second, you feel your legs spread farther, her hands holding the back of your thighs as she pulled your legs apart and your body closer. You catch yourself on your elbows, biting your lips as you felt your lower back touching the cold wood of the section commander’s table. You see books and tools beside you, the thought of Hange cleaning her desk up just so you could lay on it causing your core to throb. 

“What’s on your mind angel?”

You lick your lips, already feeling yourself get wet as Hange leans over your body, her stomach pressing against your lower stomach while her chest rested over yours, both of your faces inches apart as her hands held your sides. 

“Nothing, I just noticed that you were prepared”

She smiles, her thumbs rubbing the curves under your boobs gently, the action making you grit your teeth, realizing your body was now hypersensitive to everything. Her hot breath against your skin, her hips pressing onto your clothed clit, and not to mention her fingers that were holding you, pulling you closer to her body. 

“Nothing but the best for you beautiful”

Before you could even give a reaction, her lips were now on yours. 

It was gentle, her soft lips slotting themselves between yours. Your eyes closed, hers following soon after as the two of you enjoyed the moment. You felt her hand leave your side, now under your chin as she took a hold of your jaw. It was when she licked your lips and grinded onto your crotch that you whimpered, her tongue slipping inside your mouth with ease. 

Your tongues swiped against each other, your saliva mixing together in your mouths as you felt her grip on your jaw tighten. You whine, fingers closing to fists while you felt your body grow hot. Hange pulls away, giving you a tinge of disappointment because you wanted more, but that thirst was soon quenched when her lips attached to your neck. 

“Hange”, you moan, one of your hands going to her hair, as you relied on your core strength to keep yourself up. You could feel her smirk against your skin, her tongue licking certain parts of your neck and collarbones before she bit and nipped on the skin, sucking on it afterward and leaving multiple painless bruises. 

It was when she sucked on an area between your neck and collarbones that you moaned louder, her hands tightening around you as she pushed you flat against the table. 

“Be a good girl and stay put”

You nod, biting your lips as she stood up straight, her eyes gazing over you like a hawk as her index fingers hooked around the loops of your jeans. 

“May I?”

You nod, smiling at her as a form of reassurance. You watched as she unbuttoned your jeans, pulling down the zipper before she licked her lips, the sight of your lace underwear causing her to stare.

You shake your boots off, doing Hange a favor as she pulled the rest of your jeans off. A sudden thought pops into your mind and you get up. 

“Hange is the door locked?”

She stops. “Oops”, is all she says before she goes to lock the door. You laugh, being reminded that you really were living the dream, with Hange and her whole personality. She comes back to you, a goofy smile on her face making you smile as well. 

“Now, where were we?”, she says, before casually grabbing you by your waist, pulling you so you sat on the edge of the table, the only thing on your shirt now was the long-sleeve button-up and your underwear.

You get flashbacks of what had happened a few days ago. 

The fuck is up with Attack on Titan characters and me being in a long-sleeve shirt and nothing else?

“You look pretty”, Hange says. 

You blush, hiding your face on her shoulder as she laughs. 

“Mind if I get a taste of you angel?”

You lift your head off of her shoulder, her tan skin being illuminated with the golden candlelight. You nod. Your arms drape over her shoulders as the gap between you closed. Your lips pressed together, locking in place as her grip on your waist tightened. Your hands find her scalp, running your fingers through her hair as you slightly messed up her ponytail.

Though kissing is a bit intimate, you couldn’t help it, Hange was just purely irresistible. 

Hange’s thumb rubs over your clothed clit, the touch surprising you but at the same time pulling a moan from your lips. “Don’t hide your pretty noises from me”, she says, her thumb going back to gently pushing against your slit. 

You lick your lips. “What’re you planning to do with me Hange?”, you ask, your lust-filled gaze meeting hers as you both stared at each other, a string of saliva connecting your lips. She smiles, though it looked more menacing than reassuring. 

“Get off the table sweetheart, on your knees for me”

So this is what the term ‘coming untouched means’.

You hop off the table, with Hange leaning on the desk as she made you kneel in front of her. 

“If you make me feel good then maybe I’ll consider doing you a favor”, she says, her hand holding your cheek gently. You nod, the cold floor touching your skin as you look up at her. 

“But you’re not just a pretty face right? I’m sure you can figure this one out”

Really not helping my unhealthy mix of degradation and praise kink there Hange.

Your hands reluctantly, but eagerly, go to her belt, your fingers unhooking the leather before you pulled it out of the loops completely. You avoid her intense gaze as you unbuttoned her jeans then pulled her zipper down. 

“You’re wearing one of the undies I gave you”, you say, smiling a bit. 

“You seem to be happy about it”, she comments. 

“You could say that”, you say, pulling her jeans down, revealing her smooth skin though you could see some scars here and there. With another lick to your lips you look up at her, your lips taking a hold of the underwear as your teeth bit into the garter. An impressed expression appears on Hange’s face and you feel yourself brimming with pride. 

You pull the fabric down by your teeth, the sight of Hange’s shaved crotch welcoming you. 

“This is way more efficient than what we have right now”

“Uhuh”, you mutter awkwardly as you stood outside your bathroom. 

“Do you cut yourself on this Y/N?”

You wince. “Please don’t‘

Hange hums, carefully using the razor that you had given her to shave the hair growing on her crotch. She only ended up giving it a try because she went into your bathroom to shower after you two had taken a swim in the pool. That had lead to her taking a humongous fascination with all the objects in your room. 

At one point she asked you if waxing was more efficient, to which you said,

“Yes but let’s save that for another day”

She jumped out of the bathroom, pussy out in the open in front of you, screaming, “how’d I do?!”, while your eyes just widened as you started choking on air.

You look up at Hange, her reassuring gaze giving you the confidence to make a move.

Your tongue pushes in between her folds, the tip of your tongue meeting her clit as she hums. The taste of her drives you wild and you immediately dove in, your little kitten licks turning into large swipes of your tongue, your hands going to her muscular thighs as a low moan sounded from her throat.

You felt the dip of where Hange’s entrance was, pushing your tongue in briefly before sliding it up, repeating the motion as precum slowly gathered and mixed together with your saliva, the liquids glistening on her folds from the candlelight.

Hange moans, her legs spreading further apart as she took a hold of your nape. 

“You’re doing amazing angel”

You whimper involuntarily at the praise, the vibrations making their way to her clit as she tightened her hold on your nape. You felt your wetness in between your legs, you had no doubt that your panties were soaked. But who could blame you? Hange Zoe is holding you and praising you for making her feel good. 

You probably would’ve come right then and there had you not wanted to have her touch you too.

You pull away, looking up at her with what you hoped were effective puppy eyes.

“Can I use my fingers Section Commander?”

She groans at the use of her title, her fingers massaging your scalp as she nods. 

“Of course angel, do your best for me”

I hope she bends me in half later. 

Your hands find her thighs, spreading them farther apart as you push your middle finger in, the tightness and warmth surrounding your skin making you impossibly wetter. As soon as you felt your finger push all the way in you press your tongue back onto her clit. The double sensation makes her moan, and her hips roll against you. 

Her juices gather more and more around your finger and you could feel some of it going to your fingers. You pull your middle finger out before pushing it along with your ring finger in. The stretch makes her groan and you feel her fingers grip your hair harder. 

The pleasurable feeling makes you throb and you whine onto her sensitive clit. 

“You’re being so good angel, d’you like this?”, she asks, taking advantage of her fingers in your hair to pull you off, your gaze meeting hers. She bites back a smirk when she sees your red-tinted cheeks, along with her juices that were glistening on your chin. Words couldn’t describe how sinful you looked. 

“Y-Yeah, I like tasting you”, you answer, licking your lips. 

She smiles. “Continue being a good girl and then I’ll have you back up here on my table, sound good angel?”, she looks down on you. You nod, her hand pushing you back against her clit. Your lips automatically go to her clit, closing around it as you began to suck, your fingers thrusting in a harder pace that she jerks forward a bit.

Your lips release their hold on her clit, your tongue pressing onto it instead. Your fingers curl inside her, the tips of your fingers pushing against her g-spot. She moans louder but takes notice in not pulling too hard on your hair. 

You continued the same pace and pattern as her juices coated your tongue.

Her moans grew louder and her breath grew more ragged. Her hips grinded against your tongue and your fingers, making you quicken your pace as she muttered praises to you. 

“I’m close angel-”, she says. You hum, thrusting your fingers in harder, hitting her sensitive spots over and over. Her back arches and she cums onto your fingers. You quickly pull your fingers out, placing your tongue at her entrance as she squirts into your mouth. 

Your hands go to her thighs, squeezing and rubbing them gently as she rides out her orgasm with your tongue licking up all of her juices. Hange’s moans were- you didn’t even know how to describe it. Perfect? Such-a-turn-on? Addicting? You push your tongue into her, her body jerking as you licked her clean.

“Angel-”, Hange’s breaths came out harsh as she started getting too sensitive. You take one hand off of her and you use your thumb to rub at her clit, the touch eliciting a sweet moan from her lips as you took in more of her juices into your mouth. 

Once you figured that you had Hange overstimulated enough, you pull away. Hange looks down on you with a dazed expression, her chest heaving as her orgasm washed throughout her whole body. Her body was slightly covered in sweat, her skin glowing thanks to the golden hues given by the candles. 

“Did I do good Section Commander?”

She smiles, regaining her stability, and focuses as she gets down on her knees. You were now eye-to-eye, her smirk making you feel impossibly wetter. Her hand holds your jaw firmly, tilting your head up slightly as she suddenly kisses your lips. 

The act of tasting herself on your lips and tongue drives her wild and in a split second, you were carried and slammed back onto the desk. 

“You did amazing angel”, she says, her index fingers hooking around the garter of your underwear. 

“Now let me return the favor”

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“Hange-”, you had no time to react as you were suddenly turned around, your back facing up as your legs dangled off the side of the table. 

“Are you comfortable angel?”, she asks.

“Well- yeah?”, you say, confused yet still incredibly turned on.

Hange hums, getting on her knees as her hands cupped your buttcheeks, the thin fabric of your long-sleeve shirt making it easy for her to feel your warm skin. “Angel, I’m going to lay down some rules for the two of us, are you okay with that?”, she asks, her thumbs rubbing the inner areas of your butt.

“Yeah”, you manage to say.

Hange gets up, one arm snaking around your waist before she pulls you up, your back now ghosting against her front. You automatically lean into her warmth, the sides of your heads touching as her free hand ran up and down your sides.

“I can be a bit intense when I’m in a certain zone, so I’ve made a system”, she says, whispering into your ear. Her hot breath ghosted your neck and you shudder, pulling an amused laugh from her.

“I personally find it pleasurable when my hair is being pulled or when my arms are being held when it feels overwhelming for the other person”, she starts, her hand that was on your side now on your inner thigh. 

“So if things get overwhelming, those actions won’t make me stop, however ”, her hand that was previously just on your inner thigh goes to your neck, all her fingers except her index and thumb gently holding your throat. Her index finger and thumb took their own places on either side of your jaw, and you feel her move your gaze to hers. 

Your faces were now inches apart, her smirk being so incredibly teasing yet her eyes were dead-serious.

“If things start to hurt, or you need me to slow down, or if you just want me to stop because it doesn’t feel right, tap any part of my body twice and I’ll stop”, she pauses and rubs her thumb on your moistened and glistening lips.

“Do I make myself clear?”

You nod. 

“Another thing”, Hange lets go of your face, her hand going to your waist as her other arm tightened its hold around you. “Use your words, pleasure can lead to being in a daze-like headspace therefore I will greatly appreciate it if you do”, her fingers grip your side. 

“Now, do I make myself clear? ”

“Yes Hange”

You could almost hear her smile.

“Good girl, on your back for me now”, she says, patting your butt gently. 

Without a second thought, you turned around, almost coming on the spot when you see Hange’s lust-filled gaze on you. But you hold it in as you got on the table, your legs willingly spread slightly as she went to grab something from the corner of the room. 

In her hands was a pillow. “I tend to fall asleep sometimes here”, is all she says, answering the unspoken question in your head.

You felt your chest warm and your stomach fills with butterflies as she places the pillow behind you, helping you lay down on it as you felt yourself get comfortable. Her reassuring smile makes you melt on the spot. 

“Good?”

You nod. “Yeah”

She smiles, grabbing a nearby chair as she sat on it, scooting closer to the desk as she spread your legs. “You wouldn’t mind if I experimented a thing or two, no?”

Sweet mother of fu-

“Do as you please with me”, you say, licking your lips when she smiles and pulls your underwear off, pulling your body closer to the edge of the table as you stood with your elbows holding you up. 

“Angel?”

You meet her gaze. “Yeah?”

She holds your thighs gently, her breath ghosting your crotch. “Tell me, what turns you on?”

You blush, looking off to the side. “Well- I guess, when someone knows how to uh- play with...”, you trail off, embarrassed at the fact you were saying these things out loud. Hange hums nonchalantly, her thumbs massaging your skin. 

Sensing that you weren’t going to speak, she leans forward taking your clit into her lips as she sucked just the slightest bit. You moan, muscles clenching as she pulls away right after. 

“This?”, one of her hands goes to the area between your thigh and crotch, her thumb rubbing your clit gently. At the whimper you let out, she takes note that this was what you had had in mind. 

“Y-Yeah, that”, you don’t forget to answer.

“Good girl”, she says, rewarding you verbally for using your words. You whimper unexpectedly, your legs twitching as Hange looked at you. “Hm?”, you hear her say. At the realization of what you just did, you lay back down flat on the table, biting your lips as your whole body went hot. 

“Do you like when I praise you?”, she asks, her thumb just casually rubbing your clit. 

You felt yourself clench around nothing, your precum squirting out of you more. Your hands go to your mouth, wary that you were being too loud. 

“Y-Yes”, you mutter, loud enough for her to hear you. 

You could almost see her smile. “See? That wasn’t so hard was it?”, the sort of degradation makes you whimper and you feel your wetness dripping down to your butt. Hange, ever the observant person she was, takes notice of this and chuckles yet again.

“You just keep exceeding my expectations more and more angel”, she laughs, the other hand that was on your thigh tightening its hold. 

“On top of loving being given praise, you have a thing for degradation?”, her fingers go to your entrance and she plays with your precum, covering her fingers in it as more of your juices came out. 

“Yes”, you say clearly this time. 

“Good, see? You can speak clearly now, here I was beginning to think you were just a mindless whore who took anything I gave you. I mean look, you only took a taste of me and you’re already soaking wet, sounds like something only a whore would do right?”

You couldn’t help the whimper that escaped your lips, your clit was throbbing and you felt your core doing the exact same thing. Hange chuckles degradingly, her grip on your thigh still present as she pulled her fingers away, her four fingers being coated in your precum. 

“Sit up a bit for me angel”

You listen, using your elbows to stay upright as she also scooted forward. 

You see her stretch her arm out and her fingers were now in front of you. 

“Taste yourself for me”

You lick your lips, opening your mouth as she pushed her fingers past your lips, the taste of yourself covering your tongue. Your tongue lapped over each of her digits, the tips of her fingers slightly pushing themselves just barely past your gag reflex. You could hear her muttering praises and your whole body thrived from it. 

You feel Hange beginning to retract her hand, her arm ghosting your chest as she holds out her hand right in front of you. “See that?”, she asks and you nod. 

“That’s you being a good girl”, she says, smirking because she was fully aware of how her words affected you. You bite your lips, watching as she put her glistening hand back to your entrance, her fingertips playing with even more of your precum.

You’ve never been this wet in foreplay, but this was Hange Zoe. 

You dripping with precum just by her words alone was a no-brainer.

“Lay back down for me”, she says and you follow, your head resting on the soft pillow as you felt the coldness of the room settle on your sweat-covered body. 

“I’m gonna see how good you can take my fingers, remember our rules?”

“Yes”, you mutter, shuddering when you feel Hange’s middle finger press gently at your entrance. 

“Okay, now be a good girl for me”

You whimper as soon as her finger pushed inside you, the wetness making it incredibly easier for her to slide it in. The realization that, oh my god Hange Zoe is inside me, hits you like a truck and you feel yourself clench around her, undoubtedly squirting more of your juices onto her fingers.

“I’ll have you know that I washed my hands thoroughly for you”, Hange says to which you hum in acknowledgement. She’s really been planning huh. Hange pulls her finger out slowly before pushing it back in, her finger reaching further than yours have ever been. 

“I’m curious, just how many fingers can this little thing take hm?”, Hange asks, her free hand going to your groin as her index finger played with your clit. You whimper, hips buckling and back arching up as you felt yourself throb. 

“F-Four”

Hange looks up at you and you do the same, your gazes meeting halfway.

“Hm?”

You swallow. “I’ve had four fingers”, you say, hoping she understands it easily enough. You see her smirk and a clear and somehow condescending chuckle left her lips. 

“Yours or someone else’s?”

The question catches you off-guard and you couldn’t help but feel… guilty? She had this hawk-like piercing gaze on you and her finger stopped moving inside you, drawing a whine from your throat as you tried to think of an answer that hopefully wouldn’t pull a negative reaction from her.

“Someone else, but it didn’t feel as good as I thought it would”, you say, referring to a boring one-night-stand you had during a party at your company. Two or three fingers were enough to get you off, and when the concept of using four was introduced to you you kind of got excited. It ended up being disappointing and it barely felt good. Hange hums as she began moving her fingers again. 

She gets up from the chair, body straightening her posture before she leaned forward, her body ghosting yours as she loomed over you. Your faces were inches apart, her gaze feeling heavy on your body as her lips barely touched yours. 

“Think I can change your mind?”, she asks. 

Seeing the confusion on your face she continues. “You seem to have a fixed opinion that four fingers don’t feel pleasurable”, she says, putting a hand above your head as she situated herself above you, one knee on the table as she pulled her finger out.

“But you seemed to enjoy just merely sucking on mine”, she says as she examines her glistening fingers which were now in between the two of you. She looks back at you, a smirk on her face as she showed her hand off. 

“Think these can change your mind?”

Fu-

“I’d like to see you try”, you say, a daring smile on your face. One eyebrow raised on her face and she couldn’t help but chuckle at your boldness. Her hand immediately goes back to your entrance, pushing in her middle finger as your back arched once more.

“You’re being quite bold for someone who was basically begging me to fuck you senseless”, her finger curls up and you moan. 

“Just wanted to see if you were all bark and no bite”, you say, voice still steady even though her finger was thrusting in a faster pace inside you. 

Hange laughs and puts her face on the area between your neck and shoulder. For a moment you felt a bit warm by the fact that you were so close, but all of a sudden a sudden pain resonates on your skin. The pain makes you whimper and you feel your spine tingle as Hange’s teeth bit down on your skin, enough to hurt and probably bruise but not enough to bleed.

She pulls back, pushing a second finger casually while staring at you. 

“How’s that for biting?”

“Hange-”, you whimper, your hands taking a hold of both of her arms, the muscle beneath making you more turned-on as she chuckled. Her two fingers pulled in and out of you at a moderate pace and she spared no second as she took your lips in hers. 

She curls her fingers and you whimper, your lips opening slightly to which she pushed her tongue in. The residual taste of you still lingered on your tongue and both of you moaned into each other’s mouths at the fact that you could both taste it.

“Your stretching quite fast here angel, have you been touching yourself at all since you arrived here?”, she asks. You felt yourself clench, mind cloudy as your hips ground down on the table. 

“S-Sort of”, you answer, not wanting to be specific. 

Hange hums as she catches your lips in hers again. Seconds which probably turned to minutes pass by and she pushes a third finger in, your moans and whimpers still being muffled by her lips that were still on yours. You felt your entrance stretch around her fingers and she went at a slower pace, letting you adjust to the stretch as your hands slid up and onto her nape, your fingers scratching and massaging her scalp.

“Hange”, you whimper, breaking the kiss. 

Realizing that it was more of a call for attention she opens her eyes and looks at you. 

“Yes angel?”

Your face goes impossibly redder as you look at her with pleading eyes. The sight makes her soften but also throb at the same time and she began picking up a steady pace with her fingers. 

You lick your lips. “C-Can you bite me again?”

Her gaze hardens and she smiles. “So you like pain as well”, she says, leaning down and into your shoulder as she bares her teeth slightly. Her teeth sink into your skin at the same time that she curls her fingers into the sensitive spot inside you. The double sensation makes you moan louder and your body jerked up, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. 

“M-More”, you whimper, your pleading being answered as she took an area from your shoulder blades into her teeth as she bit on it. Her three fingers moved harder and every time she got down to her knuckle her fingertips pushed deeper into your sensitive walls.

Hange grabbed the pillow from under your head. “Up”, she says and you lift your head, watching as she pushed the pillow aside, her arm folding and taking the pillow’s place. You follow along and lay on her arm, the new position causing her body to get closer to you as she hovered over you.

“Think you can take four now angel?”

You chuckle. “Think you can change my mind?”

The challenging look in both of your gazes drives the two of you wild. 

“Let’s see shall we?”

Her pinky finger, which was already generously coated in your juices, pushes into you slowly. You crane your head back as a silent moan left your lips. Your back arched and the stretch shook yourself to the core. You only kept getting wetter and wetter which greatly helped Hange in pushing her fingers in.

“F-Fuck”, you whine, fingers pulling at Hange’s hair which elicits a groan from her. You spread your legs farther, trying your best to ignore the dull ache in your thighs. Hange stops once she reaches down to her knuckle. 

Ragged breaths left your lips as you clenched and unclenched around her fingers. “How are you feeling angel?”, her tone was so gentle it made you whimper. You shift to a comfortable position. 

“It d-doesn’t hurt but- it’s definitely a stretch”, you say, chuckling which makes Hange laugh. 

“But look, you’re doing so good for me, all spread out like this”, she says, her thumb going to rub your clit which pulls a surprised jolt from you.

“Y-You can move”, you say, to which she nods and gives you a short yet sweet kiss. 

“How sensitive are you now?”, Hange asks you. You moan loudly when her fingers pushed in then all the way out, only to push back in as a way for you to adjust to the stretch. The reaction makes her chuckle. “Guess that answers my question”

She began setting a moderate pace of pushing in all the way and then pulling out completely. The pace threw you off into a pleasured loop and you couldn’t help but moan and whimper continuously. Hange takes your lips in hers once more as her other hand gently rubbed at your shoulder. 

“H-Hange”, you whine, the feeling of the stretch mixed with the drag of your walls around her fingers making you let out a throaty moan. The pleasure spread out to your legs and you couldn’t help it. Euphoria ran throughout your whole system as Hange began quickening her pace. 

“You’re doing amazing for me angel, you’re taking my fingers so well”, she praises you to which you shuddered. Muffled moans filled the room along with the smell of sex and sweat as your shirt clung onto your sweaty body. Breaths came out along with your whines as Hange’s fingers plunged into you at a faster pace. 

You felt far beyond the line of bliss as the pleasure overtook your body, your body twitching with every hit to your g-spot and every praise that came from the woman above you. The dull ache that was inside you morphed into pleasure and you could feel your orgasm coming closely. Your moans grew louder and Hange couldn’t hide the fact that they sounded like music to her ears. 

“Moan louder for me”, she says. 

And you did. 

You let yourself go in Hange’s hold as she helped you reach your climax. Her fingers pushed inside you and curled into your sensitive spots with precision, your back arched up, showing off the curve that Hange loved looking at. Every time she reached down to the knuckle her thumb rubbed at your clit, and the pace filled your body with pleasured bliss and you just felt your orgasm coming closer and closer. 

Your body began shaking and your thighs trembled as your orgasm ripped throughout your whole body. Your back arched up and you moaned, loud, you clutched onto Hange as your orgasm hit you like a truck. Your walls clenched around her fingers as you squirted all over her hand and wrist. 

You had almost blacked out, your vision fogging and blurring occasionally as Hange guided you throughout your orgasm. You couldn’t tell how many minutes had passed but the only thing that snapped your attention back to reality was when Hange slowly pulled her fingers out. 

You whined at the feeling of being empty, your hole gaping from being stretched. You felt yourself aching all over, your body and shirt both drenched in sweat. 

“You did so well for me angel”, Hange says, leaning down and kissing your lips. The gesture makes you feel warm and your arms wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her down. Your tongues swirled against each other sweetly as you slowly came down from your post-orgasm daze, your aching muscles and walls hitting you like a smack to the head. 

“Did I really?”

She hums. “Of course, you took my fingers amazingly like the good girl you are”

You laugh breathlessly.

“I can’t move”

Hange laughs. 

“I’ll have Moblit fetch your bag for me, you brought extra clothes right?”

You nod. “I say this with all due respect, but I don’t want to shower here”, you say, which elicits another laugh from Hange. She helps you slowly get up, and she slowly maneuvers your body so you were now leaning on her chest, her arm around you as you continued catching your breath. 

“You changed my mind”

Hange looks down at you.

“Hm?”

You look up at her. “You changed my mind, your fingers felt heavenly”

Hange laughs and god you were never going to get tired of hearing it. She leans down and presses a gentle kiss to your head.

“I’m glad”

Chapter Text

“Cuz, I’m in a field of dandelions, wishing on every one that you’d be mine”

You sing, your voice echoing throughout the room. You hum the rest of the tune as you brushed your damp hair, the smell of shampoo and body wash covering your body as you grab your hairdryer. 

“And I see forever in your eyes, I feel okay when I, see you smile”, your voice trails off as the sounds of the hairdryer blew through your hair. 

Minutes pass and you set the hairdryer down, your hair semi-dry as you go to your closet. You unwrap the towel from around yourself as you grab a set of grey sweatpants and a jacket. You decide on a white tube top that had straps to go over your shoulders. You put the outfit on, pulling the garter of the sweatpants up to your belly button. 

Your body had gotten rid of the minor soreness but you still ached between your legs. 

Understandable, because you literally had four of Hange’s fingers inside you. 

Speaking of-

“Angel? Are you done?”

You laugh. “You saw me naked for a good hour Hange”, you say. The door opens to a huffing Hange, her hands on her waist as she softly glared at you. 

“That was because you let me, just because you let me see you naked and touch you doesn’t mean you get stripped off of your rights to privacy”, she explains. You smiled and felt your chest swarm with warmth. She enters the room, her body smelling like mango from the body wash that you had handed to her. She wore a sports bra and sweatpants that belong to you and fuck it looks so good on her. 

“You sound beautiful when you sing”

Your face goes red as you avoided her gaze. Her laughter fills the room as she approaches you, your mind still elsewhere from seeing Hange wearing modern clothing. You take a step forward before you wrap your arms around her waist. It didn’t take a moment longer for Hange to wrap her arms around your back, pulling you into her warmth. 

“You prefer my singing voice over my ‘you’re fingers are inside me oh my fuck it feels so good’ voice?”, Hange bursts out laughing and you felt your cheeks puff up as a wide grin made its way to your face. 

“I’m flattered you think so highly of my fingers”

That counts as a hand kink, right?

“But both sound beautiful to me”, she says, her hand going to your chin. She tilts your head up as your lips press together. Your eyes widened and your body stiffened, but as soon as you registered what had happened you melt into the kiss. 

“But we also need to talk”, Hange says, pulling away. 

You tilt your head to the side. “About what?”

Hange’s eyes saddened. A sudden tension is in the room, and it wasn’t the pleasant kind. “This life, it’s unpredictable, I’ve been in the Survey Corps for as long as I can remember, this way of living”, she pauses and sighs. 

“We’ve only known each other for a couple of days, but, I want you in my life, I don’t care if it’s romantically or platonically. You… you just brightened up the Scouts in the best ways possible and you only stayed a day there”, she says, smiling even though she visibly deflated. 

“It’s my first time seeing the Scouts happy after a meal, as you know, the Scouts have the lowest budget, since all taxes go to our gear. It’s my first time seeing everyone so… content, even if it is just another method of serving potatoes”, she laughs and you smile. 

“You’ve given hope to everyone, whether you’ve realized it or not. Erwin changed after that meeting you had today, I don’t know what that was about but thank you”, she looks into your eyes, her hand on your chin going to your cheek.

“Normally I would try and not get too emotionally invested with any relationship, since, you never know what could happen, but”, she stops and lets her arms fall down.

“Would you do me the pleasure of continuing what you do?”

You blink. “What, cooking?”

Hange laughs. “Being you, Y/N”, she says, almost like she was pleading. 

You felt a sudden weight on your shoulders but you smile nonetheless. 

“Of course”, you say. 

A relaxed smile makes its way to Hange’s lips and she puts her hands on her waist. 

“One last thing, I apologize”, she says and you furrow your eyebrows. 

“For what?”

She sucks her lips on, crossing her arms as she gestured to your neck. 

Still confused, you go to the mirror. 

Oh. 

“Well”, you trail off, your arms folded as your hand covered your mouth. You hum, not quite sure how to feel about it. Hange walks up behind you, hands on her waist as she gave you a dopey smile. Your eyes spot every bite mark on your neck, maybe two or three on each shoulder and one on the side of your neck. 

How did that happen?

“I don’t really have anything to say about this”, you say before the both of you burst out laughing.

Your hands play with the straps of your backpack as you watch the higher-ups discuss where you were going to stay. You had packed your phone, power bank, phone charger, a hoodie, an extra pair of underwear, plus your Rubik’s cube and sketchpad for entertainment purposes. 

“She could stay in Hange’s quarters”

You hold a hand up. “With all due respect Commander Erwin, but I would be fine with just roaming around, I don’t think you’ll be spending that long outside the Walls for me to have to have a place to stay”, Erwin looks to you, and the two of you knew what you were implying, so he simply nods. 

“Alright, that’s settled, do you need anyone to accompany you?”

You shake your head. “I’m sure I can manage just fine, however, if it’s alright with you, can I have my own set of the ODM gear?”, you keep your tone professional, knowing your place in the Corps. The people in the room had confusion written all over their faces, and you could tell that some were giving you dirty looks.  

It’s the entitlement for me. 

“I’ll have someone get you a set, is there anything else?”, his voice was surprisingly hospitable. You shake your head no with a smile, thanking him respectfully as you see Levi and Hange looking at you. 

“We leave in fifteen minutes”, Erwin says to everyone before he leaves the room. You felt slightly out of place, but the awkwardness dissipated when you felt something/someone take a whiff of air from behind you. The looming presence behind you makes you stiffen slightly, and you watch as Scouts began leaving the room, leaving you, Hange, Levi, Moblit, and whoever was behind you.

“She smells good”

That voice. 

“Miche?”, you say absentmindedly. 

You hear a hum from behind you before you turn around, and there he was, Miche Zacharius in all his tall, brooding, sniffy glory. You smile up at him and he meets your gaze. Damn these tall-ass motherfuckers. He looks to three remaining Scouts in the room before looking back at you.

“So it’s true”

Hange enthusiastically nods. 

“What is?”, you ask as soon as you turn to Hange. 

“That you know who everyone is, and our backgrounds and our hobbies, likes, dislikes-”

“It’s still creepy to me”, Levi says, looking off to the side. You pucker your lips, unable to retort anything because you could see why he was still irked about it. An idea pops into your head but you push the thought for later as Miche takes another whiff off of your hair. 

“You smell fruity”

PFFT-

“That’s a compliment”, Hange says with Moblit nodding along with her. 

“I’m aware”, you laugh. The four Scouts began walking outside and you follow closely. There were two Scouts were holding a set of ODM gear. You thank the two as you put the gear around yourself, setting your bag down on a barrel momentarily. 

You look at the formation that was lined up and ready to leave the Walls, the gate ready to open. 

“We’ll be off now Y/N”, Hange says, voice a little grim. 

You smile as you tighten the straps around you. “I’ll see you guys later”, you say, giving them a gentle smile. Both Hange and Levi look at you, gears definitely running in their heads. They both nod before setting off, getting on their horses before going to their groups. You almost wanted to laugh at how stiff they were, but then again this was unpredictable to them, you, however, know everything that’ll happen up until when Mikasa sat under the tree. 

Motherfu-

“Y/N!”

You turn around, seeing Levi’s squad walking towards you. 

“We’ll see you later ‘kay?”, Petra smiles at you. 

The three others nod along with her, smiles on their faces, some kind and some cocky. You nod, throwing yourself forward, wrapping your arms around Petra’s shoulders. You look to Eld, Oluo, and Gunther. They read your gaze easily enough and awkwardly joined in on the hug. 

“Do your best for me”, you mutter. 

You pull away, Petra’s excited smile meeting you. “Of course!”, she says, and the three others give you a thumbs up, confident smirks on their faces.

“Try not to get lost!”, Oluo laughs as the squad began walking away. 

You just laugh, waving them goodbye. As soon as they turn around you bite your lips, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry dammit-

You slap yourself, shaking off the ache in your chest as you grab your backpack, throwing it over your shoulders.

You launch the wires onto the walls, waving goodbye to Hange and Erwin, who were in the front of the formation. Hange excitedly waves goodbye to you, arms in the air and screaming her lungs out. Miche and Moblit who were next to her wince but don’t pay her any mind. Erwin just gives you a curt nod, a small smile gracing his lips. 

You give them one last smile before you eject your body up, the wires doing that kind of uncomfortable noise as you felt your body absorb the sudden motion, you remove the claws from the wall before launching it once more, this time you manage to place it where you could just propel yourself up and on top of the wall. 

You suspend yourself in the air before maneuvering your body to turn over before you roll onto the top of the wall, your actions cushioning the impact as you retract the wires. 

Miche hums.

“When did she learn how to do that?”, he asks. 

Hange smiles proudly. “Yesterday, she was a natural”

“Creepy if you ask me”, Levi mutters. 

“You were the exact same during our trainee days you have no right to speak”, Hange retorts, a cheery smile on her face. Levi just gives a ‘tch’. 

The adrenaline wears off quickly and you feel slightly out of breath. Never let it be said that you had mediocre stamina outside of sex. You sit cross-legged on the floor near the edge of the walls, and in just a couple of seconds, the Corps sets off. You watch as they rode off into the far distance. 

You click your tongue, unslinging the bag off of you. 

Now, you grab your phone and sketchpad along with a pencil and an eraser. 

I should’ve brought a pocket WiFi dAMMIT-

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Dark, silvery gray traced the paper with precision and ease as your hand added defined, minuscule strokes. You wanted to capture as much accuracy as possible, aiming to make this the best sketch you’ve ever made. You could simply just show him a picture from the internet but you wanted it to be special. 

A peace offering, if you will. 

You were so focused on the drawing that you couldn’t hear the footsteps behind you. 

You didn’t even feel the presence behind you until there was a hand on your shoulder. You flinched, looking up and behind you to see-

Holy fu-

“I’m guessing that you are the pretty face that everyone has been talking about”, the one and only, the queen, the icon, the beauty herself, Rico Brzenska says, a deadpanned expression on her face as her hand pulls away. 

“Rico?”

She blinks, looking at you without saying anything. 

“Pleasure to meet you”, she says, taking a seat next to you. One leg was folded while the other dangled off the Walls. You blink, staring at her side profile for a few moments before you look back down at your drawing. 

“What is it like? Knowing everyone’s past, present, and future”, Rico asks absentmindedly.

You add little details to the drawing. “Depressing”, you say, trying to appear as nonchalant as possible, even if you were screaming inside because Rico is sitting right next to you. She carefully placed your gear away, taking hers off and setting it a good distance away from yours.

She chuckles as she scoots back next to you, a few inches away. “Must be hard knowing when someone will die I presume”, she says. You nod, taking something out of your bag. You hand her a pack of gummy bears, the same one you had let Hange try a week and a half ago. She raises an eyebrow at you. 

“Assuming it’s your free hour, it wouldn’t hurt to try something from the future, no?”

She looks at you with a raised eyebrow, before taking the small packet. 

She fumbles with the plastic before figuring out how to tear it open. You watch with a fond smile as her eyes widened upon tasting the artificial flavors. Your attention is diverted when you see smoke signals in the distance. Ah, this is the part where an Abnormal appears. You hum as you go to finish the sketch. 

Annie had been waiting since dawn. 

She memorized the plan perfectly, the only part missing would be the time to execute it. 

Their plan didn’t include having a house in the middle of nowhere though. It had caused a setback when she was running in the dark in her titan form that early morning. She almost tripped when something hit her leg, and she quickly regained balance. 

Confusion filled her whole mind when she saw a house, and that confusion only doubled when she realized she couldn’t touch it. 

But the sun was rising, and she needed to hurry up. 

So with one last glance, she ran to her planned location. It had been clouding her thoughts all morning, and the only time she snapped back to reality was when she saw the Scouts riding in formation. 

She could think about that later, right now she had to go forward with their plan.

"Armin?"

"Yeah?", the boy winced, the ache in his head worsening just by speaking out loud. Reiner winced with him, securing the bandage before taking a step back.

"You don't have to speak if you have to, but, where did Y/N come from?"

Jean stops whistling, his attention caught by Reiner's sudden question.

"Well, her and her house just sort of appeared a week and a half ago, she said she's from a different 'dimension' and that she appeared here by accident"

It took a lot of half-assed explanations to get Reiner to understand.

"So basically", he starts.

"She's from the very far future"

"Yes", Armin confirms.

"And she knows everyone, their past, and future, secrets and all"

Armin and Jean both nodded.

Reiner blinks. "And this doesn't disturb you?"

Jean sighs. "I'm more surprised that she's treating us so kindly, someone like me doesn't deserve to be in the presence of a literal goddess ", he exclaims. 

Frustration was clear in his eyes as he recalled how scared he was earlier, your voice echoing in his head. 

He had almost died, and all he wanted was to go back and tell you he was okay. He wondered if Sasha was okay, along with everyone else.

Then the next thing he saw was Krista, riding closer to them with their horses. Armin couldn't help the sigh of relief that left his lips. If the two weren't so focused on Krista, then they would've noticed the mortified look on Reiner's face.

“What’re you doing?”

You lift your head up, Rico’s head peeking over your shoulder as she chewed on the sweet gummies. You show her the sketch. “It’s a drawing I’m making for someone”, you say a bit awkwardly. Noticing that she was pushing in on a topic that you were uncomfortable with, she just hums, scooting back. 

“It’s a bit frustrating you know”

You took the eraser of the pencil and rubbed your mistakes away. “What is?”, you ask. 

Rico gives you a pointed look. “That the Scouts have been fighting for humanity for as long as I can remember, and now we have someone who can tell us if what they’re doing is even worth it, yet you can’t even say anything”, she says. 

You sigh. “Pardon me, but I wasn’t supposed to be here in the first place”

Rico smirks. “Well I never said it was bad did I?”

You give her a raised brow. “You said I was frustrating”

Rico chuckles. “I said it was frustrating that you can’t say anything”, she says, scooting closer to you. You felt your stomach flip when a hand settles on your thigh. She gave you a smirk, which could easily be mistaken for a friendly smile, had she not been giving you a mischievous look. 

“I never said that you being here was bad”

So I’m not crazy when I once tweeted that Rico radiates a shit ton of sex appeal.

Rico’s hand squeezes your thigh. 

Yay for me.

“And I’m sure you know that I’m not just being ‘extremely friendly’”

You laugh, putting the sketchbook onto your right hand that was also holding the pencil. With a now free hand, you put it over Rico’s. “I’m quite aware”, you say. You knew how Rico was, having seen her maybe two or four times in the whole series. She was, most definitely, not the friendliest person. She was extremely professional and you’ve never seen her crack a smile. If you recalled correctly, she had lost her squad not too long ago, during the time when Eren was trying to plug the hole in the wall. 

For her to show this much interest to you, a guest, was maybe a big boost to your confidence and ego.

“So you won’t mind if I do this?”, her hand that was on your thigh moves to cup your cheek. 

“Not at all”, you lick your lips. 

The last thing you saw before you closed your eyes was the pleased smirk on Rico’s lips, which were now pressed against yours. Guess the tension was sexual, you think. You set your sketchbook and pencil down a safe distance away from the edge before putting your hand on Rico’s shoulder. She responds by licking your lips, to which you smirk before slightly parting your lips. 

Her tongue moved against yours, the sweetness of the candy still on her tongue as you savored the taste of her. You paused moving your tongue and took a moment to gently lip at her bottom lip. She squeezes your thigh in response. 

Knowing where you were, it was really unlikely that you two would end up fucking. Unfortunately, you think. But then again, you were literally, stretched beyond oblivion the night before, and you didn’t think that getting railed was a smart decision right now. If you did then you might as well make plans that, don’t, involve walking for the next two to three days. 

“Don’t think about it too much gorgeous”, Rico says when she pulls away in order to breathe. 

You hum in response, grabbing her by her shirt and pulling her body against yours once more. 

After hearing her gentle voice telling you to not overthink, you felt your whole body lose its tenseness and you enjoyed the kiss more. It felt more casual and neither one of you was making advances to take things further. Her hand that was on your thigh was now just gently massaging you, while her other hand remained on your cheek. 

You savored the taste of blueberries on her tongue, occasionally taking a lick of her lips before pushing your tongue into her mouth once more. She was without a doubt, a really great kisser. 

As you continued to enjoy yourself and your time spent with her, you began to relax more, and you allowed yourself to get rid of the mental images of those who would have lost their lives by now.

Levi felt like shit.

They’ve lost the titans now and it was a solemn ride back home. He felt miserable. He lost his squad and saw how they went out. They failed their plan, almost lost Eren in the process, and they had to throw their comrades’ corpses off the wagons just so that they could get away. Not to mention the pain in his leg. He felt:

Like shit. 

So was yet another shame-filled ride back. 

But he was used to it.

So as he climbed off of his horse and winced at the pain in his leg, he prepared himself for the long and painful process of having to break the news to his comrades’ family. If his conversation with Petra’s father wasn’t enough to make him feel worse then he didn’t know what would.

When the day almost came to a close, he did some thinking as he sat on top of the wall. 

It was really cold. 

Yet he couldn’t really find it in himself to care about that right now. It’s been an awful day and he found himself in yet another ‘grieving session’. He gave it a name since he figured it wouldn’t be the first time he would be doing it ever since he joined the Corps.

He didn’t really know what he was doing with his life at this point. 

But he would do what he always did. 

Suck it up and go on with life. 

Cuz it’s not like taking an early leave would be a great option for humanity. 

If only he could just-

“ Leviii ”

The Ackerman sucked in a breath and tried to not let his irritation affect his face. He stiffly turns around, the sight of you kneeling on the ground greeting him. You fix your hair as you get up from the ‘stone’ ground. 

The reminder that you were standing on top of colossus titans still irked you and you couldn’t distinguish whether your chills came from that fact or because of the freezing cold wind. 

Anyways. 

“I know you’re still grieving but-”

“You knew my squad was going to die yet you said nothing”

You blink. 

“I’m sorry?”

Levi gives you a hard glare. “You said ‘see you later’ to Hange and me. You were implying that we would live but you knew who would die too, why didn’t you say anything?! Why didn’t you do anything?! ”, he asks, fists clenched at his sides. You sigh, taking your backpack off your shoulders that had gone stiff when he raised his voice.

“I can’t change anything Levi, and I can’t do anything about what’s already set in stone”

He couldn’t say anything, though you could hear him breathing heavily. 

You sigh yet again, taking a step forward. “I know you don’t like the fact that answers are literally at the palm of your hands, but it also hurts me that I can’t change anything ”, you say, wincing when your voice wavered a bit. “You have no idea how hard it is to look someone in the eye and knowing how and when they’re going to die”, you say, tone a bit harsh. 

Silence. 

The wind was the only sound that could be heard. 

“My apologies, I shouldn’t have talked to you like that”, he mutters. 

You shake your head. “It’s alright”, you say while unzipping your bag. “I came up here because I want to give you something”, you say, pulling out your sketchbook.

His saddened expression doesn’t change. You open the sketchbook to find the specific page, stopping when you see it. “I know you’re not that fond of me but I wanted to give you this”, you take a few cautious steps forward. 

You hand him the opened sketchbook. 

Your heart shatters when you see a flash of confusion and shock in his eyes. 

“Is this...”

“Kuchel Ackerman”, you say, muttering the words like saying it would make the name itself shatter. He takes the sketchbook with shaky hands, and you could just about see the way the moonlight made his eyes glisten. You give him a moment, walking off to the edge of the walls before you sat down.

It was silent for a long time. 

You didn’t know if minutes had passed or maybe half an hour.

You began dazing off, your mind getting lost in looking at the beautiful night sky. The wind was practically piercing your skin with the cold, goosebumps forming even under where you were clothed. You hugged yourself, breathing in the cold air even if it hurt your nose a bit. 

You began singing in your head. It was a mish-mash of different songs, and you couldn’t even recall what you were previously singing until you were singing a new one. Your stomach was full from the bag of chips you ate while everyone was busy taking showers and eating. Everyone was busy in their own morbid thoughts so you thought it was best to leave them alone.

“Thank you”

You turn around. “What?”

Levi sighs, hugging the sketchbook to his chest. “Thank you, for this”, he says clearly this time. You smile, turning back around. “It’s nothing”, you say before deciding to get up. 

“I’ll be off in a bit, would you like to keep the page?”

He nods. 

You rip the page out, handing it to him. He holds it carefully, treating it like it was the most precious thing in the world. Which, it probably was. You put your stuff back in your backpack, getting ready to use the ODM gear when Levi suddenly calls your name. 

“Yeah?”

He looks at you, gaze a bit frantic. 

“Does this mean you know who Kenny is?”

Shit. 

You pucker your lips, looking away as you jumped off of the Walls. 

“OI!-”

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Your head hurt. 

Like, really badly.

It felt like you tried to headbutt a boulder and you were now facing the consequences with a pain-searing ache. You blinked your eyes open, your surroundings still blurry and not to mention dark. You could feel your whole body aching and you couldn’t help but whimper at the pain resonating in your shoulder and in your neck. 

Everything hurt dammit. 

You heard shuffling around you and you tried your best to suppress the pain as you got up.

Spoiler alert: you couldn’t. 

The ache at the back of your head made it hard to get up. Your vision was still blurry and you couldn’t see anything dammit! You tried to make sense of what you were seeing and got… nothing. It was still dark. You didn’t know pitch blackness could be blurry but here I am I guess-

“You’re awake”, a deep voice says.

You look around helplessly. “Looks like it”, you respond, sounding so obviously in pain. 

“A chop to the nape would’ve been effective you bastard”, another deep voice says. You felt yourself being lifted up gently, your head still spinning as you felt your eyes well up with tears because it hurt goddammit. “But noOooOo, you had to flick her head in your hellforsaken titan form , it’s a fucking miracle she’s even alive”

Did I hear that correctly?

“I should beat your ass right now”

“Sounds fair to me, I swear my heart leaped off my chest I thought you had snapped her neck”, another voice said. 

Finally, you were given light. A lamp was held in front of you, making you wince at the sudden brightness. It took you a few moments to finally adjust to your surroundings. And once you did, the sight of three familiar faces greet you. 

“Oh heyyy”, you say woozily with a lopsided grin. 

“Great, now she could have a concussion”, you see Annie smack the back of Reiner’s head. 

“What is this, a kidnapping?”, you ask. 

The three of them blink at you. “Are you not scared?”, Bertholdt asks you.

You shrug. “If I heard you correctly, I got whacked in the head by the armored bitch here, if I don’t have a concussion then I might be having some internal bleeding”, you say, surprisingly casual. “If I don’t die from brain damage I might die from a skull fracture”, you say, not really getting why you weren’t taking this seriously.

“So she does know”, Annie says. 

“That I know that you three are titan shifters? Yeah”, you say, gaining a bit of stability as you maneuvered yourself to sit cross-legged on the floor. You roll your shoulders back in an attempt to stretch and regain some needed consciousness. “Where are we?”, you look around. 

“Wall Maria”, Reiner says, crouching down in front of you, ignoring the terrified faces of Annie and Bertholdt.

“Are you going to take me to Marley or something?”, you ask. Annie glares at you while Bertholdt just stood behind the two blonds, ever the timid person he was. Reiner looks at you, conflicted. He recalls his and Armin’s conversation yesterday, remembering that you couldn’t say anything to anyone about what was already going to happen. 

“What else do you know about us”

You laugh. “Everything”

They narrow their eyes at you. You decide that fuck it, if the searing pain in your head wasn’t enough to go by that you couldn’t escape even if you want to then you’ll just go with it. “That you three came from Marley and infiltrated Paradis, Berhtoldt was the reason that titans got into Shiganshina District, and why hundreds of lives were lost. Reiner broke the gate which made it so Wall Maria had to be evacuated, Annie’s the Female Titan and was the one who killed half the Scouts during the expedition yesterday”, you trail off, as if trying to remember if you were missing anything.

“Oh! And that you three are the reason that Marco died, which reminds me, do you plan on feeding me to a titan too?”, you ask enthusiastically. Your mind was overrun with thoughts of how these three handled conflict, and that was often through panic. Even if Annie was the most composed out of the three of them, you still knew that if you acted helplessly then they would treat you like you were helpless. 

So you did what you had to. 

Act like a goddamn psychopath. 

Great thinking on my part. 

“You’re insane”, Annie says, a little bit of malice laced into her voice. 

“Getting flicked by this bitch did it don’t blame me”, you defend, speaking more clearly now despite the pain still present in your head. Adrenaline was coursing through your veins like spreading poison and you were spewing out responses that a normal person wouldn’t say when they wake up and find themselves kidnapped. 

“That depends, do you plan to expose us?”, Bertholdt asks. You sigh, getting tired of having to explain yourself over and over. 

“I. can’t. say. anything. I know everything that’ll happen in the next several years, which means trying to change anything could change the outcome. I can’t run the risk of all of you dying, so as worried as you are that I’ll spill your little secrets, I can’t ”, you say, putting emphasis on everything that could change their mind. 

Getting fed to titans wasn’t on your bucket list so hell yeah you’re going to avoid that horrid method of dying. 

“Do things change? Like, do our plans work?”

Haha. 

“Afraid I can’t say anything sweetcheeks”, you chuckle. 

You notice that the sky was turning a dark blue, and if you looked hard enough, you could see the thin line of gold just barely beyond the horizon. “You really kidnapped me this early in the morning?”

You could hear Annie scoff. “You were out cold for five hours sweetheart”, she sasses. You bit your lip a bit at the nickname. Dammit not now, you shook your head. A slap to the head would’ve been your go-to ‘horny bonk’ but any more hits to your head would’ve guaranteed a nice trip to the afterlife. 

“Gee I wonder why”, you roll your eyes. 

“Could you blame us though?”, Reiner asks.

You laugh. “Don’t you think that after staying here for a week and a half, I would’ve said something already? Maybe I would’ve stopped the Scouts from going on their expedition yesterday since I already knew that Annie would escape and kill half of them?”, you say, the pain in your head slowly toning down a bit.

“That’s true”, Reiner sighs. 

You pucker your lips, watching as the sun slowly peaked above the horizon. “So what now? Are you going to bring me back or are you going we going to have a peaceful picnic on Wall Maria while watching the sunrise-”, you were interrupted by a sigh then a blinding light. In a few seconds, you could see the silhouette of the Armoured Titan on the ground, thirty-five meters below from where you sat.

“Let’s go”, Annie says, cutting the rope around your wrists with a pocket knife. Hehe. You get up slowly, and with her help, you were carried bridal-style by Berhtoldt as the three of you made your way down the walls of Wall Maria using ODM gear. 

The three of you took your spots on Reiner’s shoulders as he began walking leisurely back to where your house was. Like he was taking a good ol’ walk at the park. You sigh and lean on one of his armor on his neck, taking a seat in the small crevice as you let yourself relax. 

I need help.

No one in their right mind would be calm in a situation like this but here you were. 

“Hey Annie?”

She looks to you. “What?”, she asks. Bertholdt was a good distance away but he could still hear you if you spoke clearly enough. You were laying on what was technically Reiner’s nape so he could for sure hear you two. 

You give your thoughts some proofing before you spoke. “No matter what happens… I don’t think you guys are in the wrong”

The three of them perk up at the statement, and you swore you could feel Reiner’s flesh stiffen slightly. “What do you mean?”, Bertholdt asks. You inhale the fresh air for a moment, gathering your thoughts. 

“You were just children, sent off to do your mission, I’m not saying that the things you three have done are forgivable but...”, you trail off, scooting closer to Annie and Bertholdt who was sitting in between the crevices of Reiner’s armor. You placed your hands on top of theirs, fighting the urge to chuckle when their bodies visibly stiffened. 

“You were just doing what you were told, you were helpless, Paradis as a whole can see you as the worst people in the world but,”, you squeeze their hands gently. “I don’t see you three that way, even if I know about what you did”, you smile at them. 

The sun began rising and the golden hues gave your face a beautiful glow. Your gentle grip on their hands didn’t deter and you didn’t let the genuine gaze you had on them fade. They needed this. You knew that countless massacres weren’t something they willingly wanted to do, and who knows how much damage that actually did to them.

“I know my words don’t really have much significance but I just wanted you to know that”, you say, chuckling as you retract your hands and made your way back to where you previously sat. You pat the flesh between Reiner’s armor and wow that feels weird. You gave gentle pressure there, not entirely sure if the blond could feel it but hey it was worth a shot. 

“If you ever need someone to talk to you know where to find me”, you say, much more relaxed now. 

Pause- 

You jerk your head up, suddenly wincing at the pain booming in your head. 

How did they-

“How did you manage to kidnap me?”

The three of them perk up. 

“What do you mean?”, you could hear Reiner’s muffled voice behind where you laid. 

“Titans and titan shifters can’t reach a certain diameter around my house, how’d you get me?”, you ask, disregarding the fact that you were talking about a kidnapping so casually. Annie seems to be caught on to your statement. 

“Do you mean the sphere-like force that was protecting your house?”, she asks. You nod at her a bit violently. “It wasn’t there when we took you”, she says. Your eyes widened and you could feel your heart drop to your stomach. 

Oh, wait. 

If you remembered correctly, it was really cloudy yesterday. Which meant that your solar panels hadn’t been able to charge up that well. If your theory was correct then you would be fine if you made it back, since you were sure that today would be sunny. If it wasn’t well then, you still had the red smoke gun so you didn’t feel like worrying about it too much. 

The three seemed to have noticed your calmed demeanor to which they calmed down too.

“Where do we go from here?”

You look to Bertholdt who asked the question. 

You shrug. “Pretend like we never went here, I didn’t really expect you three to pull something like this but yet again I’m surprised it took you this long”, you admit, fingers rubbing the hardened plates of Reiner’s titan. Feels cool. 

“I’m not allowed to interact with anybody whenever I travel dimensions, and I failed, dramatically, at that on my first day here”, you chuckle, remembering your first time meeting the Scouts and how confused you all were. You remembered your co-worker’s reaction when you sent her a video of Sasha and Connie trying to follow the characters in your Just Dance game.

He called you and screamed into your ear before you respectfully hung up. 

“So even if you can help, you physically won’t be able to?”, Annie asks. 

You huff. “I want to help, but that runs the risk of people dying before they’re supposed to and that will be a huge problem”, you say, sighing afterward. You felt yourself shiver from the cold wind, your arms instinctively wrapping around yourself as you tried to find warmth from Reiner’s titan.

“So you just sit back and watch the chaos ensue?”, Annie jokes half-heartedly. 

You chuckle sadly. 

“Yeah, just sit back and watch”

The four of you began relaxing, and despite the fact that the sun was rising they knew that taking a small stroll wouldn’t hurt. Not to mention the fact that you probably had a concussion, so Reiner wasn’t really planning on making you dizzy until you could handle it. Considerate but he flicked your head in titan form so you literally could’ve died. 

If only Reiner’s steam wasn’t masking your own, maybe you would’ve figured out why your headache was disappearing so quickly.

It was around 5:30 AM that you three made it back. Titans weren’t active yet so Reiner let himself lay down in a small circle of trees where he couldn’t be seen. Bertholdt and Annie helped you back into your house since your Wi-Fi was still a bit weak. They commented about how they felt a weird vibration in their bodies as soon as they entered, but other than that nothing happened.

A couple of minutes later, Reiner came into the house as well. 

“It’s my first time seeing your infamous house”, he chuckles. 

You laugh through your nose, closing the freezer door behind you as you held a cloth-covered ice pack to the back of your head, not even realizing that the ache was no longer there. Annie and Bertholdt reluctantly sat on the soft cushions of your sofa, meanwhile, Reiner takes an interest in all the furniture and food. 

“Would you three want some breakfast?”, you ask. 

The three of them give each other looks. “We should be leaving before everyone wakes up, it would be too suspicious”, you laugh absentmindedly, ignoring the feeling in your chest because of the fact that you were treating them so kindly, you were technically betraying Paradis. 

“A small plate of something wouldn’t hurt right?”, you say, going to your fridge to find the remaining left-over batter of pancake mix. It was enough for several pieces so you opted with that. Seeing that you were already making a move to cook something they just sat awkwardly in your living room. 

You grab some butter from the fridge as well as a bottle of maple syrup. You take a non-stick skillet from your cupboard and placed it on the stove, your hand following the same routine of turning the gas on medium heat. You give the batter some time to go to room temperature as you take some blueberries and strawberries from the fridge. You grab the extra utensils such as a spatula, butter knife, etc.. Reiner takes his place on the side of your kitchen island, watching with curious eyes as you maneuvered your way throughout your kitchen with ease and finesse.

Curiosity piques from the two other shifters and they took the empty space beside Reiner as they watched you. They knew how exquisite the food back at Marley was but they never saw something like what you were making. You give them a small smile as you grabbed a ladle from your drawer. 

"Care for some juice?", you ask as you open your fridge, taking some lemon juice out. They couldn't find it in themselves to say no to your adorable face and voice so the trio just nodded awkwardly.

"Why are you treating us so nicely? We literally kidnapped you", you hear Annie ask. 

You shrug. "I can't really find it in myself to be mad at you three, knowing what you've gone through"

Reiner gives you a solemn look. "We're traitors, and by not saying anything that makes you one too", he says. You chuckle as you take the ladle and poured some batter into the center of the buttered pan.

"I can't really be a traitor if I already knew everything from the start now can I?", you ask teasingly, your mischievous smile making them let out nervous yet somewhat amused chuckles. You let the pancake cook for a bit while you grabbed three glasses from your glass holder, placing them in front of the trio before pouring each of them their own share.

"Besides, I was really bummed out when I realized that titan shifters can't enter my house, Annie was one of the first people I wanted to meet when I realized I was stuck here", you laugh, going back to the stove to flip the pancake, smiling in victory when you got a perfect golden-brown.

That caught Annie's attention. 

"Huh? Why?"

You shrug, getting a half-empty water bottle from the fridge. 

"You're hot, and you're one of my favorite people, what can I say?", you say teasingly, taking a gulp of water.

Annie's eyes narrowed at you and if you looked hard enough, you would've seen the tinge of red on her cheeks. Reiner chuckles at your antics meanwhile Bertholdt just smiled slightly. You tell them to sit on the high-chairs while you finished cooking. 

You repeat the process of pouring batter, flipping it, then letting it get golden-brown on both sides before placing them on one big plate while you made some more. You grabbed three plates and began plating the pancakes. You put three on each plate, drizzling the warm food in maple syrup before getting the stick of butter and putting a small cube on top of each pile of pancakes. 

You couldn't help the victorious smile on your face as you plated each of the plates with precision, wanting to make these three the best goddamned breakfast they've ever eaten. The three of them couldn't stop the sudden feeling in their chests when they saw you smile to yourself, and not only that but the fact that you were putting in so much effort just for their breakfast .

"Ta-da!", you exclaim, giving them their plates. 

The three of them sat stiffly on their seats, forks in hand. It felt like you were a cook about to get judged by the three and the similarity made you smile. 

"Enjoy sweethearts", you say before going to clean up everything, failing to see the multitude of red cheeks on the trio's faces.

"Are you not eating?", Bertholdt asks you.

You shake your head. "I'll just eat something later, you three just enjoy your breakfasts"

The three of them didn't bother giving any argument. They began eating, and instantly, their faces brightened. Reiner was the first to speak. "I don't think we have something like this back in Marley", he exclaims. Annie and Bertholdt both nod aggressively, seemingly more comfortable around you. 

It made you smile thinking about how relieved they must be, being able to talk to someone about their backgrounds who wasn't going to judge them for it. Much less hate them. You listened happily to all the things they had to say, giving your own input every now and then. 

"Hey Y/N?", God your name sounded so pretty coming from Annie's lips. 

"Yeah?"

She gestures with her fork behind you. 

"The pan's still smoking", you blink before hurrying to turn the stove off. Annie chuckles at your dramatic reaction before going back to finishing her food. 

"I'll go change clothes first, if you're done then by all means you can go back", you smile at them from the stairs, and they all gave you a solid nod before going back to their food.

Chapter Text

You threw your hoodie and jeans to the laundry basket as you held your clean clothes in your hands, which were, surprise surprise, was a long-sleeved button-up shirt and cycling shorts. 

…

What? They’re comfortable.

You made your back down the stairs, fingers in your hair as you tied it to a ponytail. To your surprise, the three shifters were still there, finishing up the small pieces they left over. Their glasses were half full and they conversed with each other like they were just having a breakfast meet-up. 

Aww. 

You made your presence known by making your steps louder. The three of them automatically turned around at the exact same time, cheeks puffed into one side where they chewed. Their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at the sight of you but, this wasn’t the first time this instance occurred and it wouldn’t be the last.

“Do you want some more juice? Maybe water?”, you ask, ignoring their gaping faces and trying your best not to laugh as you made your way to the fridge. You slyly unbutton one more button of your shirt, revealing your shoulder more and one side of your collarbone because yeah, I’m just that hot. 

“N-No we’re good”, Reiner stutters and you resist the urge to cackle. 

You pout at them as you turn around. 

“You sure? I don’t think we’ll be seeing each other that often after this”, you say, genuinely a bit upset that things were going to drastically change from now on. The Eren versus Annie arc would be happening soon and everything from there is just chaos after chaos. 

Your puppy eyes seemed to work because the three of them began muttering a bunch of yes’s. 

You smile in victory and yeeted the lemon juice out of the fridge. “What about some fruit?”, you ask, setting the bottle of lemon juice on the island. They just nodded awkwardly and you gave them a cheeky grin before reaching for the berries. They would go bad in a couple of days so you figured it wouldn’t hurt to feed these three the not-usual amount of food they get. 

You bend down to look for the serving bowl you usually used when serving fruit. Furrowing your eyebrows and puckering your lips when you couldn’t find it. 

Reiner and Bertholdt awkwardly watched you, not knowing if they should be looking at your head, body, legs, or whatever was present in the beauty that was in front of them. Annie just kept eating. 

But still took small glances because of course she did. 

“Aha!”, you whip out the fruit bowl, going to the sink to give it a quick wash. 

After drying it with a clean kitchen towel, you grab a smaller bowl, getting some chocolate bars from the fridge. You open two packs and put them in the smaller bowl before popping them in the microwave.

You put all the berries into the bowl and served them to the three shifters with a smile on your face, taking your seat in front of them. The three muttered their ‘thank you’s’ before digging in, the sunrise peaking into your house through the glass door leading to your pool. You heard the microwave ding and you jump off the highchair, fetching it with kitchen mittens and placing it in front of them.

You took your seat on the other side of the table again, setting yourself on the highchair as you began eating some fruit. Bertholdt took the lemon juice and poured himself some more. It was a peaceful and comfortable silence for the next few minutes, with the sounds of your pool fountains outside and the ocassional sounds of utensils hitting the ceramic plates.

Annie reluctantly grabbed a strawberry before coating it in chocolate, holding it up to the front of your face. 

You look at the strawberry held in front of your mouth before you opened your mouth to bite it. Granted, it was really small, so you could open your mouth just slightly and the berry would already be in your mouth. She pushed it past your lips, and you felt yourself stiffen when three of her fingers placed themselves under your chin. 

With a smirk, you closed your lip, Annie’s thumb placed gently on your bottom lip. 

The remaining chocolate on your lips was wiped clean with one swipe and you watched as she retracted her hand, licking the residue that was on her thumb with a certain look in her gaze. 

The two of you gave each other smirks meanwhile the two other boys just watched with wide eyes.  

“Annie what the fu-”

“Oh shut it”, she cuts Reiner off, going back to eating the remaining berries. 

You smirk to yourself as you ate more berries, the feeling of Annie’s thumb on your lips lingering just barely. 

After the three left, you cleaned everything up and went back to your room.

You grabbed your laptop and threw one folded leg onto the bed, your other leg dangling off the bed as you opened your laptop. You checked the time, 5:49 AM. You then opened Netflix, going to Attack on Titan before looking for the episode you were currently in. 

You couldn’t figure out if it was today or tomorrow that the next arc would happen.

You took your phone out from your backpack that you found out was left behind outside your door. 

You press the call button on your co-worker, letting it ring for a few seconds before they picked up. 

“Y/N?”

“Hey”, you say, not entirely sure what you were gonna say. 

“Is something wrong? You don’t usually call me unless you’re on the verge of a mental breakdown”, they joke and you scoff. 

“That’s called privilege you whore”, you laugh before you sighed. “I’m not sure if I’m at the episode where Eren and Annie fight”, you say, sounding all sorts of tired. The adrenaline from the kidnapping and making breakfast completely wore off and you felt like a week’s worth of fatigue just slapped you in the face.

“Why does that matter? Are- Wait ”, you could hear your co-worker dramatically gasp. 

Oh boy, here we go. 

“You can’t stop it Y/N!”, they hollered over the phone. 

“Tell that to the shifters who kidnapped me half an hour ago”, you say, grabbing a glass of water from your nightstand. 

“You were what-”

“Anyways, mind checking for me sweetheart?”

“Like hell I am”, they sass. You laugh, setting your glass back down on the nightstand once you were done taking a sip. 

“C’mon baby, are you acting bratty because you miss me that much? Don’t you have anyone back there to put you in your place?”

Silence follows your statement.

“Well?”, you ask, tone deeper than usual. 

You hear a defeated sigh, followed by the sound of fingers tapping a keyboard. A triumphant smile is on your face as you leaned back on your bed, “That wasn’t so hard was it?”, you say, laughing when a frustrated sigh leaves your co-worker's lips.

"Thank you by the way"

A fond laugh comes from the other side. "Yeah yeah, I'll call you back in a bit", you hear them say. You give them a firm 'mhm' before you hang up. You let yourself rest on the bed, and it wasn't long before you knocked out, mind coming to rest as you prepare yourself for the next couple of months.

It was around seven in the morning that you felt it. 

Something was wrong. 

It wasn't until you got up from the bed that-

A titan was in your backyard. 

Holy fu-

You scream loudly, making eye contact with the demorphed face peering into your room. Its hand reached out to the window and you didn't spare any second thought as you bolted out of the room. Whether or not the titan figured out if it could break the glass was none of your concern. To your horror, there were more titans outside. 

I'm fucked.

You quickly went to your router, cursing beneath your breath when you saw that its lights were on yellow and not green. I'm all sorts of fucked now . You grab the red smoke gun from your living room table before seeing your ODM gear next to the couch. You thanked every single god there is and quickly put the straps on, making sure to keep check of what looked like five titans outside your house. 

Here's to hoping that there're some scouts on patrol who can see this. 

After shuffling around for a few moments, 

It hits you.

It hits you that, you had no choice. 

It's either you wait here helplessly or you kill them yourself. 

You look outside through your back door and front door. And by the lack of crotches outside you could tell that these titans were taller than your house. Every curse word known to mankind came out of your lips and you sighed as you chucked the handles into the blade compartment, praying to every heavenly being that you would make it out of here alive. 

You ran outside, adrenaline pumping in your veins because lord help me there were seven titans. The fear running through your whole body was overtaken by adrenaline, the drive of wanting to live never hit you so hard. You took a deep breath as soon as the titans began coming in your direction.

You fire the smoke gun upwards, the sound attracting the other titans who haven’t sensed your presence yet. 

You dropped the empty gun, sucking your lips in as soon as you launch the wire trigger of the ODM gear.

The claws attach to the nearest titan, and just like a few days ago, you twist your body as soon as you were propelled into the air, letting the momentum build up your speed so you were able to slash the nape of the titan you latched onto. 

One down. 

If titans don’t kill me my blood pressure will.

Three titans who were huddled up together came walking towards you. With a quick inhale you unlatched the claws from the rotting titan before running around the three titans. You felt your body freeze when two of the titans in the distance began walking in your direction. 

You run faster before quickly turning your body, pressing the wire triggers which latched onto the third titan. Before the two titans could grab you, which were real fucking close by the way , you managed to let the wires pull you away quickly, and in a swift six seconds, you slew the three titans who were huddled together. 

Four down, for now just three left. 

…

Queen Historia of the Walls they were tall. 

They looked as tall as the smiling titan, and what the flying fuck they were terrifying . Eerie smiles were on their faces as they walked towards you, and you felt yourself stiffen under their hungry gazes. You shake it off, knowing that if you let the fear get to you then you might as well be dead.

With a shaky huff, you run, fast . 

Judging by their formation, you should attack the one on the left first. His arms were swaying by his sides, and you couldn't figure out if it was an Abnormal. The weird running titans were usually Abnormals so you had no clue at all. The two others moved very slow, and the thought that they would spring into a faster speed once you were at arm's reach made you shiver.

You decide to go by your instinct and went with your original plan. 

"Something's wrong"

Sasha lifts her head, looking at Jean and Krista with furrowed eyebrows. 

"What?", Connie asks from where he was fixing his gear.

"Something's wrong I can feel it", Sasha says, getting up and leaving the room. Everyone shouts at her but was ignored as she ran to find her nearest superior. She looked everywhere before finding Hange refilling her gas with Moblit. 

"Section Commander"

She looks up. "Sasha? What's wrong?", the Section Commander asks, noticing the frantic look on her face. 

"My instinct’s telling me that something's wrong. Can you permit me to check on Y/N?", she asks, practically trembling on the spot.

"Sasha!", Connie and Jean run behind her. Hange gives the other brunette a perplexed look. Judging by the reactions around her, she should be rational and not let her leave. 

But Hange also knew that Sasha's instincts were top tier , and she was rarely wrong when her gut told her something was off. 

"Take a smoke gun with you-"

"Hange-san!", Moblit exclaims. Everyone looked to where he was pointing, and everyone gave a collective gasp when a faint red line was present in the sky, east from where they stood. 

"Y/N..", Sasha's voice filled the momentary deafening silence. 

“Sasha, go and check on her, bring a smoke gun, fire red if something urgent happened, green if everything is fine, understood?”, Hange says urgently. Sasha stands there dumbfounded before giving a respectful salute. 

“Jean, Connie”, is all she says next, before she bolts into the direction of the stables. 

“You’re not coming?”, Jean asks as he fastens his gear.

Hange shakes her head. “I still have matters to take care of, if you fire a red signal then I’ll try my best to make it there as quickly as I can”, she says, and with a salute, Jean and Connie run off to catch up with Sasha.

“What do you think happened?”, Moblit asks, eyes focused on the fading red smoke. 

Hange sighs stressfully. “The worst-case scenario”, she says, putting her cape on. This anxiety of not knowing whether someone she cared about would be okay, was something she already got used to. But fuck if anything happens to you she will never forgive herself. For letting it happen and not being there to do something about it.

But she pushed the thoughts away, wanting and hoping that you were just fine and that the red smoke signal was just a mistake or a call for someone to pick you up. 

Sasha was praying. 

Praying to every heavenly being that you were okay.

She always trusted her gut, never doubting it for a second whenever it told her to run away or to look for a place to hide. It came in handy whenever she used to hunt back in her village, but now that she was a Scout, it rarely came up because it was already common sense that everywhere outside of the Walls was danger and possible death.

But this. 

Her gut instincts had never hit her so hard. 

So when she, Jean, and Connie left Wall Rose, she felt all the blood in her body disappear. 

Because in the distance, was you, body hanging out of a titan’s mouth.

Chapter Text

The amount of fatigue that dropped on everyone was astounding. 

What was supposed to be a morning of planning and strategizing became a morning of stress and panic. 

It all began at around 7:13 AM. 

Hange and Moblit were awaiting the smoke signal when Levi and Erwin came looking for them. They had explained the situation, and it was no surprise that Levi had warmed up to you, so according to the slight widening of his eyes, 

Yes, he was worried.

Erwin didn’t seem to disapprove of Hange’s authority and was about to give her instructions when someone shouted from behind them. ‘What’s that?’, a scout had asked, and the five looked to where he was looking and saw the red smoke signal. Hange’s stomach dropped and she immediately went to the stables. 

Once she was at the gates, she had heard voices from above the Walls. 

Sasha, Jean, and Connie were wiring themselves down, and in Jean’s arms, was you. 

With one leg missing. 

It was a miracle really. 

That you were still alive. 

They managed to stop the bleeding, and with a few bandages, (correction: a lot ), they were able to keep your body steady and you were now on a thin pile of blankets, head rested on Jean and Sasha’s folded capes. The four of you were outside, and Hange sat at your right whilst Jean and Sasha were at your left. 

“What the hell happened?”, Hange asks hastily, startling the duo who sat on the opposite side of her. Hange sighs, muttering a faint apology, hand reaching to grab yours that laid limp on both of your sides.

“When we got there she was already in the titan’s mouth, we managed to distract it enough for Y/N to fall out of it, Jean killed the titan, Connie and I took Y/N on my horse and we rode back before any titans could sense us”, Sasha says, her voice shaky. Tears were threatening to spill from her eyes as the adrenaline finally rushed out of her body. 

Her hands were shaking, both holding onto your other hand. 

“What if I hadn’t gone there?”, she mutters, the dam finally breaking as tears streamed down her face. “She would’ve been gone”, she hiccups, voice breaking as she pulled your hand to her face, her face scrunching up as the morbid thoughts began filling her head. Mental images of your bloodied corpse, laying outside of your house with the look of terror on your face being the last expression left on your face. 

“But she’s here, and that’s all that matters”, Hange says, both reassuring Sasha and herself at the same time.

Silence filled the windy mid-day with Sasha’s occasional sobs that eventually turned to faint sniffs. It wasn’t until a few minutes later that Levi and Erwin came to check. Erwin took in the sight of your body, thanking himself for giving you a smoke gun that day. If he hadn’t then he wasn’t sure if you would have made it out of the situation alive. 

Levi turns to Jean and Sasha. 

“Was she killing the titans? Why was she outside?”, he asks, voice stern and to Sasha and Jean, his tone was cold, emotionless. But to Hange and Erwin, his tone was concerned, anxious even. 

“Her house barrier must’ve been malfunctioning”, Jean notes. 

Sasha looks up at her two superiors. “But she killed six titans! When we got there I saw their corpses with their napes sliced off, she was trying to save herself!”, she defends you. Your titan kill count wasn’t something to turn a blind eye to, even if you lost a leg in the process. Most Scouts don’t even get to kill a titan by themselves, usually, it would be an assisted kill, so for you to kill six titans by yourself without the three years of training that everyone went through, 

It was impressive. 

Really fucking impressive. 

"We should escort her to one of your rooms where she can rest. Hange-"

"Hold on", the Section Commander interrupts Erwin. 

Hange's eyes were wide, shaky breaths leaving her mouth. Everyone notices how her shoulders and practically her whole body stiffened. Her hands let go of yours as she placed them on your injured leg. Her eyes locked onto it, eyes widening even further. The misty feeling caressed her fingers and they gasped. 

There was steam. 

Everyone's eyes collectively widened. Sasha and Jean's breaths hitched, eyes dead-set on the steam coming from your leg. Hange's face looked like it was drained of blood, jaw clenched because there was no fucking way . Erwin and Levi could feel the sudden weight of realization all at once that it nearly knocked them in the head.

Everyone could see it. 

There, right there, was steam, coming from your leg. 

It was really faint due to the layers of bandages covering your leg but it was there!

“Is that-”

“No”, Levi interrupts Sasha, shaking his head. 

“It’s not possible”, he argues. “There’s no way”, he says, like he’s in disbelief. 

“She’s a shifter- ”

“You can’t prove that!”, Hange exclaims.

Jean gives her a stressed look. “Section Commander, with all due respect, there’s proof, she’s healing ”, he exasperates, silently hoping that he was wrong. He was praying that he would be proven wrong. 

Because he was. 

You weren't a shifter. 

Being a shifter would mean that you were a traitor. 

"She's not the Female Titan", Erwin interjects, startling his four inferiors. He answered Jean and Sasha’s silent thought process, and the confidence in his tone could almost make their anxiety disappear. Almost.

"Evidence proves that she's not, but we have proof that she is a shifter, not the Female Titan, but a shifter", he says, confident. "How though? Y/N of all people couldn't be a shifter", Hange sighed quietly, feeling conflicted about everything. There was just no way. She didn't want to believe it. 

"How is this even possible? She's not even from here!" Sasha exclaims, eyes focused on the thin strings of steam emitting from the bandages on your leg.

"Where do we keep her-"

"If you're suggesting that she's a traitor or some sort of danger Levi I won't hesitate to beat your ass right now"

Everyone looks at Hange, who gives him a stern glare before sighing. "For all we know, she might not even know that she's a shifter, if she knew then she would've used it to save herself, not by using omnidirectional gear", she says, hand placed on top of yours as she imagined how scared you must've been. She didn't want to believe it but she also knew that they had enough evidence. Steam doesn't just come out from somebody, yet here you were. 

It was the most basic conclusion to draw.

"We'll keep Y/N in Hange's quarters, we still have to plan everything for tomorrow, you can check on her after", Erwin says, fixing his cape as he turned around, Levi trailing behind him as they left. 

"Understood", Jean and Sasha both said. 

Hange gets up. "Let's go"

You couldn’t catch a break. 

It was almost funny. 

Had you not been in extreme fucking pain. 

You could feel your body, you could feel the consciousness. But you couldn’t open your eyes. Like they were telling you that it was better if you don’t see what was around you. You were falling in and out of consciousness, and the searing pain alternated in one area to your whole body.

It felt like an eternity before your eyes finally opened.

The first thing you felt was pain. 

If the dull ache you were feeling earlier wasn’t bad enough, then this, this, was pure torture. 

A whimper left your lips, sounding all sorts or pained. It was almost pathetic, how held down your body felt. The first thing you saw when your vision finally cleared was darkness. Well, almost. It was probably sunset already. 

You tried to get up, and once you did,

You screamed.

Hange was exhausted. 

Down to her fucking eyes she could barely keep them open. 

A whole day of planning with the added stress of you and your whole titan situation was more than enough fatigue than she could handle. All she wanted to do was lay down and sleep the headache away but she couldn’t. She had to take an ice-cold shower, missing the warm showers and body wash scents that you had back at your house. It was when she was drying her hair with a towel as she walked down the familiar hallway that she heard you scream.

She instantly made a run for it, barging into her room where she found you staring at your leg- or rather, lack of it, and then she calmed down.

“Hange-”, your voice was filled with panic, causing the Section Commander to almost clutch her chest because the sight of you looking like a terrified child broke her heart. She immediately ran and crouched next to you, all worries of you being a possible traitor went away as they grabbed your shaking hand. 

“Y/N? You’re okay, look at me”, she gently makes you face her. “You’re fine, you’re safe, see?”, she gestures to her room with a gentle voice. It was enough to stop the almost-breakdown, and you could feel your shaky breaths becoming less and less frantic. There were tears in your eyes and your chest was heaving, your shaky hand instantly squeezed hers as you tried to stop yourself from hyperventilating. 

She stayed with you through it, reassuring you with gentle words and an even gentler smile. It took a couple of minutes before she spoke more firmly again. “Breathe with me baby, you can do it, I’ll count from one to three okay? I need you to follow what I’m doing”, she says, taking a deep breath while counting. Her instructions were clear to you and you began listening to her voice, your breaths coming out more even as she helped you calm down. 

“2..3, there. How are you feeling?”

You choke on a breath. “Pain, just pain”, your sassy tone elicits a faint chuckle from Hange, which, was enough to calm you down. “What the hell happened?”, you ask, getting ready to receive the worst news of your life. 

“You passed out, after slaying six titans, as you can see”, she looks at your leg. “One managed to get you, it just so happened that Sasha had a feeling that something was wrong and went to check on you”, she says, squeezing your hand in the process. 

“Considering the fact that I wasn’t even confident that I would live this is the best-case scenario”, you say, mind still not fully registering the concept of you missing a leg. You were sure that the pain-staking reality would hit you sooner or later but you were honestly more surprised that you took this long before actually becoming a victim to a titan. Prosthetic legs are cool though so I guess there’s that-

“There’s also something else”

You look at Hange. “What?”

Hange takes a deep breath, suddenly a bit light-headed. You wait for her to speak, and you notice how her hand began shaking and how she started sweating. It began to make you nervous too. Noticing that she was making you anxious again she takes a deep breath, realizing that the news would be much heavier on you than anyone else. 

“Earlier, when we were bandaging you outside, there was steam”

You blink. “Huh?”

Hange clears her throat. “Steam. From your leg”

It took a moment to click. And when it did, it clicked. 

Holyshi-

“What?”, was all that left your mouth. “If you’re implying what I think you’re implying then Hange-”, you stop when you see the dead-serious look on her face. Your body stops. Literally limp. 

“Hange”, you say her name again in disbelief, slowly shaking your head. “That’s not-”

“Possible?”. Hange finishes for you. “Yeah, it isn’t, all the proof we have is just steam, which is enough if you ask me”, she jokes half-heartedly. “You haven’t given me any reason not to trust you Y/N, besides the fact that you have a thing for the mix of degradation and praise”

You laugh unexpectedly, and Hange could feel the relief wash throughout her whole body upon seeing you smile again. Everything she’s seen on your face since this morning had all been a mix of pain and distress. It was refreshing to see your smile again, it was like a weight had been lifted off of her body and she could finally breathe again. 

“Does that mean we have to go through experiments?”, you ask voluntarily. 

A fire ignites in Hange’s gaze as she smirks. “Now you’ve got me intrigued, but ”, she holds a finger up. “Do you have any idea how this could’ve happened?”, she asks. 

You shake your head. “I had no idea”, you say honestly. You then look to your leg. 

It was still missing. 

“But you said there was steam right? How come my leg hasn’t grown back yet?”, you ask, trying to be positive and hoping that your leg would be just fine. Hange puckers her lips as she thinks. 

“Would you mind if I removed the bandages?”

Oh god. 

“Will it hurt?”, you ask. Understandable because you’ve never had a body part bitten off before. Sure, a scraped knee or a broken arm from a bad fall, sure, you've experienced those before. Having a mutated titan bite a leg off? Nope. This was a first. 

“I doubt it, but you can squeeze my hand if it does, okay?”, she smiles at you encouragingly. You give her an expressionless look, before grabbing her arm with a smile. 'I like when my arms are grabbed', Hange's words from that night echoed in your head. 

“You little brat”, she mutters, shamefully missing the way your hand gripped her arms. You give her a bright smile, bracing yourself for the pain.

She slowly began undoing the bandages, and you looked away, not wanting to see the damage until Hange does. The mental image of a bitten-off leg wasn’t that appealing to you. It was when her fingertips touched the now exposed skin that you flinched. Hange winced as she saw the bruised skin. She could feel your grip on her arm tighten a bit but she kept going. 

The pain kept alternating from dull to full-on searing. 

It was when Hange gasped that you prepared yourself for the worst.

“Y/N”

“What?”, you answer, scared. 

“It’s healed”, her answer makes you get up, and you instantly regretted it because of the sudden headache you got. It took you a moment before you looked down. 

It was the first time you’ve seen something like it but you couldn’t dwell on it too much. 

“Why didn’t it grow back?”, you ask. 

Hange holds a finger up. “It actually takes Eren a long period of time to grow back limbs, it’s faster if he’s in titan form”, she says. It clicks. 

You smile, tired, but kind of excited. Hange mirrors your enthusiasm as they look at you.

“When do we start?”

Chapter Text

You crouched next to Annie's crystallized body. 

"Hey Annie", you say clearly, knowing that she could hear you. 

It was gonna be a long four years for her, so might as well entertain her.

"I'm sorry you have to be there", you say, putting a hand on the crystal. "We found out about something yesterday, but I'll tell you when we've confirmed it", you say, wishing she could respond. 

Eren was still unconscious, and you were still waiting for the cart that would carry Annie back to the Scout’s headquarters. You sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to block out the stench of the Female Titan and Attack Titan’s evaporating corpses.

“I’ll visit you every day okay?”, you say, eyes wandering to the broken pieces of metal on the ground which were from Jean trying to break the hardening. You were previously watching everything from a safe distance on top of the walls. Your leg had grown back when you were asleep, and it took a while before you could get used to walking again, surprisingly. 

The cart eventually arrived, and you watched as Annie was covered with cloth before she got dragged away. You stood next to Hange and Moblit, thoughts running through your head. It was when you heard a gasp followed by multiple murmurs that you realized what was going to happen next. 

Shit. 

You turned around the same time that Hange did, and there it was. 

The titan in the walls.

It was exactly seven seconds before Pastor Nick came running into the scene, telling Hange to not let the titan absorb any sunlight. You got chills. The Walls were so big, and the fact that the face of the titan was nearly at the top of it made you shiver, goosebumps covering your arms as Scouts began following Hange's orders. 

In just four or so years, it’ll all crumble down. 

It made you want to get out of there, as far away as you could from the Walls.

But not really. 

Since you were making your way up to the top of it just seconds later. You helped with setting the blankets up, securing the rope so that the quickly sewed blankets wouldn’t get blown away. You watched as Pastor Nick peered over it, and Hange got ready to speak. 

Oh boy, here we go. 

You let the dialogue go on as you stood by, and it wasn’t until Hange laughed that you made your way towards her, stepping over Pastor Nick’s quivering body. This menace I swear on all that is holy. You sat next to Hange, not saying a word. 

“I haven’t felt this way since my first time outside of the Walls”, she says, voice a bit strained. You quickly noticed how she was shaking, despite her smile. Moblit looked at his superior with a worried look, and you placed your hand over her’s. 

She sighs. “Talk about terrifying”, she says, words coming out a bit airy.

The wind blew harshly, making everyone shiver. And it wasn’t until you heard the town bell that all the blood from your body felt like it was drained out of you. 

Oh no. 

Fuck fuck fuck. 

You replay the events in this timeline over. 

Shit.

“It can’t be..”, Hange hastily gets up. 

“Wall Rose has been breached?”, Moblit says out loud for everybody. 

You could hear people cursing as everyone made their way down the Walls. You rub your face frustratingly, upset with yourself because how could I forget?!

It was the Beast Titan episode. 

Oh god. 

You could feel tears in your eyes as soon as the block of realization dropped on top of you. While everything was happening here, people were fighting for their lives south of where you were. Miche would’ve been dead by now. The tears in your eyes threatened to spill once you remembered how brutal his death was. Limbs were torn apart and he died alone. It made you want to slap yourself because you could’ve helped! You couldn’t change it- but, somehow, you would’ve at least tried. 

You were the last one on top of the Walls, minus the two Scouts who stayed to make sure the blankets wouldn’t fall off. 

Tears finally ran down your face as you swallowed back the whimper that threatened to leave your mouth. 

You go to the edge of the Walls then decided to wait until sunset. With one last look to the distance, you walked to the other side, letting your body fall as you swung from building to building. 

It was around seven in the evening when the Scouts began preparing.

You watched everything from the top of the belltower. Your hands were shaking, but you couldn't really tell if it was from the cold wind or if it was from the fact that you were becoming so frustrated. You took one last glance at the Scouts before making your way to the Walls. You had a couple of minutes before they set off so you went back to your house, knowing that it was safe. You noticed that the titans you had slew were already gone, not even a trace of their blood anywhere. 

You entered your house, goosebumps covering your arms when you remembered your near-death experience. 

You were hanging on by a single thread. It was scary. 

And now, you found out that you were a shifter, not even knowing if it was an existing one out of The Nine Titans. 

It made your head hurt. 

You went to your room, finding it how you left it yesterday. Yesterday , you thought in your head. A lot of things can really happen in just the span of less than twenty-four hours. You go to your phone, opening it, and being met with 39 missed calls. 

Shit .

I ruined the timeline, didn't I?

There wasn't supposed to be a tenth shifter. 

I ruined it! This universe is gonna collapse with me in it. I fucked up! I fucked up. 

You call your co-worker. 

You prepared yourself for multiple scoldings, your body shaking as the reality of the situation slowly settled in-

"Y/N YOU WHORE!", is what you heard as soon as they picked up. 

"I'VE BEEN CALLING YOU SINCE YESTERDAY, WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?!"

You sigh. "Well, I was in a titan's mouth, followed by Hange's room, followed by Stohess District-"

"You almost died?!", they hollered and you hum. 

"Mhm, that would be what being in a titan's mouth would imply"

"You-"

"Oh and by the way, apparently I'm a shifter"

Then there was silence. 

“Th-That’s great!”, their answer makes you scoff. “How? I can’t change anything remember-”

“N-No no listen! Apparently, this happened before”, they say and you blink. “What?”, you ask after a few seconds. Confusion was all over your face yet you hoped that the reason you received so many missed calls was that there was good news. 

“So there was this one traveler from a different agency right? Well, they accidentally got sucked into an alternate universe and then accidentally destroyed it, y’know, messed up the plot and yadayadayada”, they pause and take a breath. “The old members of the agency said that they noticed the changes of the messed up timeline, it was a book series and one of the former employees noticed that the plot was changing the longer the traveler was in the story”, they said and you could feel the excitement through the phone. 

“Then it got destroyed. But as I was looking through the manga to see where exactly you were right cuz you asked-”

“Yeah yeah”, you say.

You hear them take a deep breath before they spoke again. 

“Well guess what?”

You hum. 

“Nothing’s changed“

…

“What?”

“Nothing’s changed! The story is still the same!”

You sit down on the bed, more so because your knees had grown weak. “What are you saying-”

“You know about individual dimensions right?”

You huff. “Yeah, they’re dimensions that are set in a specific timeline but they welcome a traveler by making them fit in into the realm-”

You could hear the room go silent as the dawn of realization went over your whole body.

“That means-”

“This is your own story Y/N, yes you’re in the Attack on Titan universe and yes it follows the timeline but you can change it, you can save people! ”

Chapter Text

You could feel your breath hitch in your throat. 

A shaky hand goes to cover your mouth. Your whole body was trembling, and you felt like your body was about to fall over from how heavy the weight on your shoulders was. Your mind was filled with questions and a headache began forming. 

‘How do I even save everyone?’, you ask yourself.

Certain characters’ deaths lead up to the followed timeline.  You weren’t sure who you could save, because for all you know, saving someone could lead to another main character dying. You didn’t know what to do. You were stuck. 

As you walked back to the Walls, you could feel the weight of responsibility on your whole body. 

There was an uncomfortable feeling in your stomach and it made you want to lay down. You launch the wires onto the Walls, mindlessly making your way up and down the other side. Thoughts filled your mind with every swing of your body from tower to tower, and it wasn’t until you heard your name being called that you finally snapped out of it. 

“Y/N!”

Your body finally lands, your boots making a solid thump on the ground as you see Hange, Levi, and Erwin make their way towards you. Immediately, Hange notices the strained expression on your face as she grabs both of your hands. 

“Where were you?”, she asks, worries written all over her face. She then notices your shaking body, eyebrows furrowing even further. 

“Angel? Look at me”, she immediately recognizes your body language. Your body was still trembling and you began looking… lost. Your breathing alternated from erratic to slow in a matter of just seconds and she instantly recognized it. 

“Y/N, angel? I need you to breathe with me okay?”

The sudden pull to reality made you blink. 

“No no, I’m fine”, you say, trying to push it aside. 

She gives you a firm look. “Not so fast baby, I need you to calm down first”, one hand lets go of yours and you feel them hold your shoulder. “Now breathe”, she says, doing the same pattern that she did yesterday. You follow her instructions, finding comfort in the warmth that her hand on your shoulder provided. 

Levi and Erwin were a few steps away, waiting for you and Hange. 

“There, how do you feel?”

You smile, squeezing Hange’s hand. “Better”, you say. Hange smiles at you before she leads you to Erwin and Levi. 

“Where were you?”, Erwin asks politely. 

This man still intimidates me oh my fu-

“I went to get something back at my house, I apologize if I made anybody worried”, you say. Erwin gives you a small, barely visible smile and nods. “That’s alright, we were just discussing if you should come along or not”, he says. 

You give him a look. 

“Why wouldn’t I?”

Your response makes Hange and Erwin chuckle. “See?”, Erwin looks at Levi.

Levi gives his signature ‘tch’. “You better not die”, he says before turning around and making his way towards one of the carts. You laugh. “Was he against it?”, you ask, looking up at the hellforsakingly tall commander.

“Not against it, but rather, he just wanted to keep you here, for your safety”, he chuckles. 

You scoff. “Typical”, you say in a sassy tone as you went to refill your gas. 

Since everyone wasn’t sure if you were able to transform yet or not, you were, much to your disappointment, assigned to stay with Levi. You wanted to help but you couldn’t say your exact reason for wanting to go so badly. You decided that you would just wait and help in the expedition to rescue Eren. 

But still, you didn’t know if you could save Ymir or not. 

Everything was a chain of events and you weren’t even sure if saving Ymir was safe. You could be gambling here, for all you know, saving Ymir might amount to Reiner and Bertholdt’s deaths. You were literally stuck. 

I could really use a drink right now. 

“Hey Levi?”

He pauses mid-sip. “What?”

“Is there a place where I can try and transform?”, you ask, loud enough for only him to hear you since Pastor Nick was just across from you two.

He narrows his gaze on you, but, after seeing him vulnerable and knowing full well that he at least cared about you, the gaze did nothing but make you give him a shit-eating grin. “Well?”, you egg him on. He sighs, looking off to the distance where the Military Force was doing their rounds. 

“There are, but we don’t know how destructive your transformation can be, best we let Hange get back and handle it”, he says, finally taking a sip of his tea. 

You pout, leaning back against the wood of the wagon.

You look to your bag which was placed across from you, mind racing with ideas and questions.

“Hey Levi”

You could feel him trying to not get annoyed. “What?”

“Have you ever heard of pegging?”

It wasn’t until the advance squad came back that you jumped off of the wagon, placing one hand on the narrow wood before throwing yourself over it, landing on the ground with a thump. You didn’t even notice that Jean was next to you until a finger tapped your shoulder. 

“Jean!”, you exclaim, suddenly remembering that he was in fact supposed to be here. 

“You seemed a little on edge ever since the thing with Annie ended, I wanted to keep my distance first but...”, he looks at where Levi sat, seeing his constipated-looking expression.

“...It seems that you’re fine now”, he jokes and the two of you laugh. 

“Mhm”, you say, hand subconsciously going to his shoulder as you squeezed it. 

“Y/N!”

You turn around. “Sasha!”, you say, grabbing a water bag next to you and handing it to her as everyone began circling the Scout that she was with. 

You stood next to Jean, anticipation running throughout your whole body as the Scout began informing everybody. “With Section Commander Hange, was the 104th Cadet recruits without their equipment”, he says and you could see Jean’s attention is piqued. 

“And it turns out, three of them…”, he stops to take a well-needed breath.

“They were titans!”, he exclaims. 

“Huh? What are saying? Are you saying they were more?”, Jean asks with every step that he took. His voice began raising with every question he spoke and you grab him by the shoulder firmly. 

“Jean”, you say, stopping him. He sighs, taking a step back. 

“When we got there, it was all over”, the Scout finally says. 

“What are you doing?”

You turn around. “Getting ready? What does it look like I’m doing?”, you give Levi a look. 

“Why?”, he asks you, looking somewhat fidgety.

“Because I want to help? And I can?”, you say, unsure why he was asking. His leg was still healing so he couldn’t come with.

“Didn’t you say that you can’t ?”, he gives you a questionable look. 

You sigh. “I’ll explain everything when we get back”, you say. He raises an eyebrow at you, asking multiple questions without even actually speaking. You decide to ignore him as you went on a horse that Petra had given you.

Petra, you felt your heart swell in your chest. 

You shake it off, knowing that you shouldn’t blame yourself, though it was still hard. You tried to hold back the tears as you played with the horse’s hair. 

Your mind was in a haze the whole ride. 

It was dozens of minutes until sunrise, meaning that the next fight would happen soon. 

You were silently panicking as you saw the abandoned castle in the distance, and you shakily held the handles of your ODM gear. Your near-death experience yesterday was still ingrained into your head, but, knowing you can't die unless certain actions were done, made you feel more secure. You immediately sprung into action, slaying the titans that were still walking around. 

"Y/N!", you could see Connie, Historia, Reiner, and Bertholdt running towards you. 

"Hey", you greet them with a smile, and instantly, as quick as a blink of an eye, relief passed through their whole bodies. 

Your conversation was cut short when everyone began looking for other survivors, and your heart hurt for those who were looking for Miche and the rest of their squad, only to find out that they had been eaten. 

"Ymir", you could see Historia come closer to Ymir's ex-treme-ly, damaged body. 

Ooooh. 

They should've kissed dammit. 

During the ride back to the top of the Walls, anticipation was filling your whole body as you waited. 

Waited for the iconic, "I'm the Armoured Titan, he's the Colossal Titan" line to happen. 

And when it did, you braced for it, getting ready to get blown away by the steam. 

You could hear the sounds of Bertholdt's bones stapling into the Walls, and your body burned immensely at the heat. You immediately went to rescue Historia who got blown away by the steam. It all happened so fast, with Eren being grabbed and carried down to the ground. 

His transformation blinded you and you wrapped an arm around Historia who was still in post-shock from getting blown away. It was a blur, the sound of steam, Eren's screaming, and Scouts shouting in pain were all you heard before you could finally open your eyes.

You saw Eren and Reiner at the bottom, getting ready to fight. Along with the two of them, you saw the rest of the Scouts getting ready to attack the Colossal Titan. You immediately went to Hange's side, and it was when you heard her gasp that you noticed Berthold't arm getting ready to swing. 

Shit. 

"Everyone jump off the wall!", she shouts and everyone rushes to jump off. You could see Historia being carried by Nifa and you launch the wires onto the Walls, your body coming to a halt as soon as you swung down, nearly bashing your body onto the hard surface.

You watched as Ymir and one other Scout were thrown into Bertholdt's mouth.

You could hear Hange grunt in frustration. "Soldiers, get ready to fight!", she commands. You follow behind closely, ignoring the tingle in your body upon hearing Hange go all commander because it wasn't the time dammit.

Everyone maneuvered around the Colossal Titan, easily avoiding his punches since it was slow. And it wasn't until all of you readied yourselves to attack that you stopped. 

"Everyone get back!", you shout, but the steam was already there. You could hear Hange telling everyone to fall back, and everyone swiftly shot themselves out of the steam. You watched as Bertholdt exuded steam from his titan form, body completely still as Armin told Hange that they couldn't use their ODM gear on him. You sigh through your nose as you hear Hange tell everyone that you all had to wait. 

She gave each squad an order, and it wasn't until Hange readied herself to jump off that you stopped her.

"Hange!", you call her attention, not giving her any time to respond because you spoke soon right after. "Let me transform, please! I can help, please, permit me", you firmly stated, determination filling your whole body. 

"No"

...

"What?"

"No, even if we're in this situation", she stops and puts a hand on your waist. "Your first time transforming could end up being exactly like how Eren experienced it, we can't have you losing control and possibly getting kidnapped", she says, squeezing your waist firmly. 

"But-"

She shakes her head. "No 'buts' angel, if you can help then help, but no transforming yet", she says, and even you could tell that she was trying her best to be mature in this situation. The two of you had been waiting to see your titan form and the opportunity was there! But she was right. 

There's no point in transforming if I don't even know if I can control it.

You sigh, nodding defeatedly.

“This must be hard, but I need you to try and stay away from Bertholdt and Reiner as much as you can”

You blink. “Why?”

“Because we aren’t sure if they know that you’re a shifter, we can’t afford you getting into harm’s way in this situation”

You sigh again.

“Fine”

It was against your better judgment, but during the time that everyone was resting, or rather, dwelling in their pain-filled naps, you decided to do some experimenting. 

You sat on the edge of the wall, a few meters away from where everyone was getting ready to rescue Eren and Ymir. 

You held the knife in your hand, sucking a breath in before slashing the tip of the blade across your palm. You hissed at the pain as blood began coming out of the wound. It was a clean, straight line, it was deep enough to make it bleed fast but not deep enough that you would need stitches. 

Probably. 

You took a deep breath before concentrating. 

It took a couple of seconds before you felt the pain dissipate. You watched in awe as the wound began closing, steam emitting from it as the only thing that was left was your blood on your palm. You suddenly wince, making a constipated-looking expression as you stared at the residue of your injury. 

You grab the sleeve of your shirt, wiping the excess before grabbing the knife again. 

“Y/N”

You look over your shoulder. 

“Levi? Shouldn’t you be resting?”, you ask, genuinely confused as to why he was here. 

He looks off to the side. 

“I just wanted to see if you dumbasses are alive”, he admits, sitting on the edge a couple of inches away from you. 

“The hell are you doing?”, he asks as soon as he sees dried blood and a knife in your hands. 

“Practicing my healing”, you say, the whole concept of being a titan still irking you a bit. 

He doesn’t respond, and he looks down at the damage that was done in front of the Walls. He ponders over it, realizing he missed a lot. 

“Hey Levi?”

He turns to look at you. 

“What?”

“Have you decided if you’re interested in that offer I made?”

He stares at you. 

You stare at him. 

And then he pushes you off the Walls. 

You cackle as you swiftly latched onto the titan hardening. And I have a headache now. You huff, beginning to launch yourself up.

You, unfortunately, missed the way his cheeks reddened and the way he licked his lips. 

Sigh, shame now isn’t it?

Chapter Text

“Commander Erwin!”, you get up from the ground when you see his tall, blond, intimidating self pop up from the lift. His gaze finds you, and he approaches you, assessing the situation at hand at the same time.

“Are you okay?”, he immediately asks, and you nod. 

“Yes, but most of us got hit by the steam”, you say, looking over everyone who was resting.

“I see, but, there’s something we need to focus on first before we move on with anything else”, he says. You raise an eyebrow, head tilting to one side slightly. “But before that, please, feel free to call me Erwin”, you raise your eyebrows in surprise, but you nodded, giving him a smile. 

He walks to the edge of the other side of the Walls, looking down at the damage that was left behind by the fight. You follow behind, standing next to him as you wait for him to speak. 

“We’re going to try and see if you can transform”

You blinked. 

Once, twice, thrice,

Before you speak. “What?”, your reaction has Erwin chuckling, which is pretty out-of-character in your opinion, but, who were you to just ignore how charming he looked right there? He turns his body to fully face you, reassurance radiating off of his body. 

“It’ll be late in the afternoon until we can set off, it’s best we make our time here productive”

“He’s right”, you gasp, feeling a hand wrap around your ankle. 

“Hange?!”, you exclaim, immediately going down and holding her carefully. “Hange you should be resting, you’re burnt all over”, you say, assisting her as she got up. 

“You and I both know I don’t want to miss this, Y/N”, she gives you a challenging smirk. You give her a deadpanned expression. It was obvious she was in pain, but you could never really say no to her.

Seeing the two of them look at you so daringly, you only sighed.  

The opportunity was here so fuck yeah you’re going to grab it. 

“Fine”, you pull out your pocket knife. 

“Shall we?”

"Ready?"

You nod. 

You take a deep breath, holding the knife in your hand as everyone braced for your transformation. You see Hange and Erwin give you a firm nod, and you took yet another deep breath. 

You shook off the doubts in your head, deciding that it was best to just go for it. 

You sliced your palm. 

.

.

.

You open your eyes, watching as your wound began bleeding. Huh . You blinked, wondering why nothing was happening. 

"What's wrong?", you could hear Erwin shout from the Walls where mostly everyone was, hanging on with the use of their ODM gear. You look up at Hange and Erwin. 

"Nothing's happening", you say, even if it was obvious.

Hange made her way down, despite her burns from the Colossal Titan she still moved around easily, which, was very unlike the Hange that was in that episode where she could barely stand.

"What's up?", Hange approaches you. You look at her, disappointment present in both of your faces.

"I don't know", you say, showing your wound to her. She hums, pondering over why you couldn't transform. She holds an index finger up. "Try imagining it, concentrate, Eren can transform at will as long as he's injured, but it's up to him if he wants to", she says, backing away. You sigh, nodding as you stared at the wound. 

You concentrated, and it wasn't until you could see sparks around your body that Hange ran back and launched herself to the Walls. 

You gasped as you were suddenly elevated up and off the ground, accidentally dropping your knife onto the ground. Disbelief ran throughout your whole body when you felt meat-like objects wrapping around your legs. You could hear everyone gasping at the same time you felt your arms being engulfed in your titan's flesh. Oh my fu- 

Everything went black before you could see again, but this time, through your titan's eyes.

Holy shit. 

You couldn't help the excited and proud smile on your face, and it only grew wider when you could hear Hange screaming and yelling in victory. 

You look down at your arms. 

Oh shit. 

You had four arms. 

"Y/NNNNN!", you could hear Hange screaming as she suddenly stood in front of you, seemingly not feeling any of the pain that she was supposed to be feeling from her burns. You held your hand out, kneeling onto the ground as Hange excitedly stepped onto your palm. 

"You- Look at you! You have four arms! Wha-", she didn't even know where to begin. She looked at you with stars in her eyes, expression filled with delight and excitement. 

"Can you move your two other arms?", she asks while some of the Scouts began going down. 

You look at your two other arms which were placed under your original ones-

Oh. 

Hange blinked as you stopped moving. 

"What's wrong?", you could hear her ask. 

You look at her. 

"My boobs"

…

"PFFFT-", she begins cackling. 

You suddenly grew aware of the fact that you were technically naked. You looked all over your body, surprised to see open flesh while some parts of your body were covered by skin. Your hands, boobs, crotch, and neck were covered by skin, while the rest was open, like Annie and Bertholdt’s titans. You sigh through your mouth and Hange stops laughing. “Y/N?”, you look down at her. 

“Yeah?”, your voice sounded deeper coming out of your titan’s body. You were a bit shocked, suddenly realizing that you could speak properly and clearly.

“Your teeth- Could you open your mouth for me?”

Ohoho-

You open your mouth. 

You hear Hange gasp. 

“Your teeth are sharp”, she notes, hand going to touch them. You let her do as she pleased and when you felt her retract her hand, you closed your mouth, 

“Fascinating”, she says, a bit breathless. 

“Y/N!”

You look down, seeing Sasha, Jean, Connie, Armin, and Mikasa. 

You didn’t even realize that your extra arm was moving until your hand was placed in front of them. Sasha excitedly jumps onto your palm while everyone else just carefully steps on top of it. 

“Woah“, you say, not used to hearing your voice come out so deep. Your right hands were holding the Scouts whilst your left hands stayed by your side. You lift both of them, surprised to see that you could control everything so well. 

It felt weird. Definitely. 

It felt weird because the flesh engulfing your limbs and cheeks was hot, but at the same time, it was surprisingly bearable. 

You look down.

“Damn my legs look good”, you say. 

You could hear Hange and the others laughing. 

“Okay, we need to see just how fast your titan is, and if it’s suitable for combat”, she says, and everyone gets the immediate signal to get off. You let everybody step onto the ground as you looked at the clear path of grass ahead of you. 

“Ready whenever you are angel”, you could hear Hange say. 

You nod, stance getting ready to sprint.

C’mon, stamina don’t fail me now. 

You run, using your arm’s momentum to keep yourself balanced because, not surprisingly, running was hard in titan form. You were suddenly on the other side of the area, slowing down to a stop. Yeah, I definitely need to work on my stamina. You sigh, putting your hands on your waist. 

“That was fast”, Armin notes, impressed with how mobile and in control you were. 

“Y/N! Say, can you try to use your second set of arms first?”, you heard Hange say as you walked back to where you previously stood, crouching down to see everyone closer. 

“I’ll try”, you say, still not fully grasping the full potential of your titan since, it was a bit hard to maneuver everything. You take a few steps back, letting your original arms go limp as you tried to lift the two second ones. 

It took a lot more brain work, which, definitely took a toll on you. 

“Only a little, I have to make myself do it, I can’t use my arms to move it”, you say, placing the second set of hands onto your waist. “I can move it, but I don’t think I can give a punch or use it in combat yet”, you say, taking your second set of arms in front of you as you tried to wiggle your fingers. 

“I see, but this is still great! You can move easily enough for your first time”, Hange says as she launches herself to your shoulder. 

“Can you try and get out?”, she asks. You crouch down again, focusing as you tried to figure out how to go let yourself out of your titan. You could hear steam behind you and you were suddenly hit by the mid-day sunlight. 

You winced, and you heard Hange gasp yet again. 

“Amazing”, she mutters. You smile as you looked down at the flaps of meat still attached to your cheeks.

“Can I get out now?”, you ask. Hange nods, helping you with the whole ‘getting your limbs out’ thing. You breathed a sigh as you were carried back onto the ground. You look at your titan, whistling in awe. 

“Damn I look good”, you say, admiring the muscles. You suddenly realized that, damn, your titan was tall. Hange and Erwin could sense your shock because they suddenly stepped forward. 

“Your titan is around 16 meters, just a bit taller than Eren’s, impressive right?”, Erwin chuckles. You hum, surprised at how… normal, it felt, being 16 meters off the ground. A thought suddenly pops up into your head as you run to the back of your titan. 

“Even my ass looks good”, you fake cry, wiping a non-existent tear off your face. 

“Yeah uh- many of us noticed”, you could hear Jean cough into his hand as he avoided your gaze.

You blinked, giving everyone a deadpanned expression. 

“You nasty motherfu-”

The plan was already clear to you by the time the sun was beginning to set. Everyone wasn’t sure yet if you could transform twice, so your only contribution to the mission was to slay the titans that would get in the way. Erwin said that you were no doubt, one of the most skilled when it comes to maneuvering yourself in the air. 

You had asked why you couldn’t just stay in titan form until it was time to set off but, Erwin and Hange said that if you were suddenly in a position where you had to get out and you couldn’t, then that would be a problem. 

He was confident in you, so hell yeah you weren’t going to disappoint. 

If you wound up being able to transform again, you had the permission to stop Reiner if you could. 

Either way, you were just going to help keep the casualties to a minimum, that and trying to save both Eren and Ymir. 

And it wasn’t until you were circling the small forest of trees that you set off and began slaying the titans. 

Erwin took one glance at you before the two of you nodded. He began leading the Scouts to lure whilst you tried to slay the titans that were getting in the way. You also tried to slay the Abnormals who were trying to get to the other groups. Your horse came back just in time for you to catch up to the others who were following Reiner. 

You still weren’t sure how and who you were going to save, so you opted for keeping the casualties to the most minimum you could. 

It was when the titans began scattering that you took your blade and sliced through your arm, wincing at the pain. You didn’t feel the same vibrating and tingling sensation that you did earlier so with that you cursed beneath your breath. 

You slew multiple titans, one after the other, and it wasn’t until you could feel the tanks at your sides lose some of their weight that you decided it was time to take a short rest. You took a spot under a tree, staring at your wound as you tried to trigger your titan to shift. 

You could hear people screaming all around you and you cursed. 

You contemplated whether or not you should cut yourself again, mind rushing with all possibilities of what could happen. 

“Y/N!”

“Sasha!”, you exclaim, seeing Sasha run up to you on her horse. 

“Get on! We have to keep up!”, she doesn’t say anything else meanwhile you get on your own horse, the two of you quickly making it back to the small formation behind Reiner. 

“You killed pretty much all the titans who were trying to get us, but you need to save your gas”, she says, tone serious and firm. It caught you off-guard, but you nodded nonetheless. 

In the distance, you could see Ymir take Historia out of her mouth, and you felt a newfound determination settle in your chest as your body turned hyperaware.

You watch as Scouts began launching their wires onto Reiner’s titan, and you watched them fail in their attempts to injure him as well. You prepared to launch yourself onto Reiner when you saw Jean and Connie propel themselves onto his shoulder.

You stayed quiet the whole time they were talking, and each sentence that left everyone’s lips broke your heart. “Who the hell would like doing this sort of thing?”, you could hear Bertholdt’s desperate voice through the cracks in Reiner’s titan’s hands.

You listened as Bertholdt poured his heart out. You listened as he practically begged for someone to understand them. And you listened to the deafening silence that followed his voice after he spoke. 

The heartache of it all made you almost lose your connection to reality. 

And it wasn’t until you heard Hannes shout at all of you to get off that you finally snapped back to reality.

Everything happened so fast. 

One moment you were on Reiner and the next you were all riding away. The next you were watching as a horde of titans tried to eat Reiner, Ymir, and Historia. You watched as Erwin began leading everyone into the hell that was happening. 

You breathed before following him, going ahead before everyone else who was still hesitating. Jean and Armin followed close behind you and you saw a crawling titan in the distance. 

You went before everyone else, quickly slaying the titan who would’ve bitten Erwin’s arm off. 

You didn’t spare a second to waste as you began going on a rampage, slaying titan after titan. You counted the Scouts whom you saved, remembering that this was the part where a lot of people died. You managed to kill up to thirteen titans, and you breathed heavily as you felt the adrenaline in your shaking hands. 

You see Mikasa running off to save Eren, and you quickly chased after her. 

You needed to slay the titan that was going to grab her. 

“MIKASA!”, you scream, catching her in time before she fell into the titan’s hands. 

Reiner froze momentarily, wondering if he heard that correctly. 

You launch the wires onto the titan’s eyes before propelling the two of you onto Reiner’s head. 

“Careful”, you say to Mikasa, who stares at you in shock. 

“You would’ve had your bones crushed if you fell”, you say, a bit frustrated because your gas was going to run out soon. You see Armin appear and you decide it was time for the two of you to get down. 

You made your way down, leaving Mikasa who insisted on staying longer. 

You tried to get her to come with you before you remembered that she was supposed to catch Eren. 

Erwin pops up just moments later, slicing across Bertholdt’s front which causes the rope that was tied around Eren to break. Mikasa swiftly saves him and all of you began retreating. You were a few meters away from everyone else, keeping your distance so you could transform if you could. 

You screamed when a titan was thrown above you. 

“Holy fu-”, you and your horse made a sharp turn, and you felt your heart beating rapidly in your chest.

You were so caught up in your shock that you didn’t notice the sparks appearing all over your body. 

And when you did notice it, you quickly jumped off of your horse. 

Maximus, you had named him.

…

Yeah, okay, I know, not important right now. 

You patted him on the side and you watched as he rode off to safety. 

And once he was in a safe distance, you felt yourself get lifted off the ground once more. You took slow breaths as you transformed, trying to push away the troubling thoughts and focusing more on trying to save as many people as you could. 

It was when you noticed a familiar silhouette in the distance that you felt your adrenaline pump up once more. 

Time to kick ass. 

“Eren, Mikasa!”, you could hear Armin scream.

You look around you, trying to see who needed help. Thanks to your 16 meter lift off the ground, everything was much clearer. You heard screams around you and you began picking titans off the ground, throwing them as far away as you could. You dodged a titan that was thrown in your direction by Reiner. 

Shit. 

You saw a titan get up from the distance, and you could clearly see Erwin trying to ride away from it. 

You cursed beneath your breath. You began running, quickly grabbing the titan that would’ve eaten the Scout who was going to help Erwin get off the ground. You held it in front of you, using your sharp teeth to rip its nape off. 

Ew. 

You ran to the titans that were around you, careful to not step on any of the Scouts. You did the same thing over and over, ripping their napes out and trying to save as many people as you could. You felt the ground shake beneath your feet.

Reiner. 

You watched as he threw one of the titans holding his legs. 

Shit, Jean! You ran, throwing yourself over Armin and Jean as you caught the titan just in time. Without a second to waste, you chewed its nape off. 

“Y/N!”, you hear Armin and Jean exclaim. 

“Are you okay?”, you get up from the ground. They both nodded, and you stood up, looking around you before sprinting to where you could see a new horde of titans coming, damn them why were there so many?!

You were in the middle of tackling a titan when you felt a surge of electricity run through your body. 

Ouch. You roll your shoulders back. You suddenly froze, realizing what was about to happen. You watched as the titans around you froze, and you followed everyone’s sight before you saw the cloud of dust in the distance. 

Oh shit, it’s happening. 

You all watched as the smiling titan was swarmed with the other titans. 

You grimaced, finding out that you weren’t that much of a fan with having to see this first-hand. You suddenly heard your name being called. 

“Y/N! Let’s go!”, you see Sasha on the ground next to you. You nod, beginning to run off with everyone else. You didn’t have time to get out of your titan and grab your horse, so you opted for running instead.

You watched as the sun began to set, and once all of you were at a safe distance, you slowed down to a jog, breathing a sigh of relief when you saw that the Scouts’ numbers were nearly the same as when you all set off. 

It wasn’t until all of you got back that you went out of your titan. 

You inhaled the cold fresh air, but your consciousness had different plans, so the next thing you knew, you passed out. 

You were awoken by the light blaring at your eyes. 

Your eyes opened, trying to adjust to the sudden brightness around you. 

“Y/N”

You get up from the bed, immediately noticing the ache that was in every single limb of your body. 

“Erwin?”, was the first thing you said, since, he was the first person you saw. Behind him were Levi and Hange. You look to the far corner of the room, seeing Sasha, Jean, Connie, Eren, Mikasa, and Armin. 

“How’re you feeling?”, he asks you, and just then did you notice that both of his arms were there.

Fuck yeah. 

“Like shit”

Your blunt response makes everyone laugh. 

“You passed out as soon as you got out of your titan, thankfully Connie was there in time to catch you”, Erwin chuckles. You give Connie your thanks, and he brushes it off with a smile, saying it was nothing. 

“Thank you, Y/N”

You turn to look at Erwin. “For what?”

“For saving so many of us”, he says. You blink, before smiling. 

“It was nothing”, you laugh, a bit sad since, you couldn’t save everyone, which had been your original plan.

“May I ask you something?”, he leans forward, putting his intertwined fingers in front of his body, arms placed on his knees as he looks at you. “Of course”, you answer. 

“How… How many of us were going to die, originally?”

Everyone’s mood suddenly turns serious. 

You breathed. “About more than half”, you say, causing everyone to gasp. 

Erwin narrows his eyes. “I see”

“You still haven’t explained why you’re suddenly changing things”, Levi says. 

You pucker your lips. “Right”, you snap a finger. “I found out yesterday evening that I can change things”, you pause and let the information sink in. “I can save people, is what I’m saying”, you give them a brief explanation, trying to not give them the ‘go’ to ask more questions because godammit my head really hurts. 

“But I’m presuming that you aren’t able to share information with us still?”, Erwin asks.

You give them a sad smile. “Yeah, I still don’t know how to deal with that”

Erwin straightens his body, sitting upright. He crossed his arms and wow that radiates so much dilf energy-

“So I trust that for now, you’ll keep trying to reduce the Scouts’ casualties?”

You smile, doing their signature salute. 

“You can count on me”

Chapter Text

With Erwin’s permission, you went back to your house, wanting some well-deserved self-care. 

You saw that your Wi-Fi was working perfectly fine, so with one last wary look at it, you went to take a shower. You missed the feeling of warm water sprinkling over your body, and you basked in it as you began cleaning yourself. You used your unopened bottle of lavender body wash to lather yourself with, using a rose-scented shampoo and conditioner on your hair after.

You shaved after washing away the body wash, leaving the shampoo and conditioner in your hair as you carefully used your razor. You decided to wax your pubic hair after, mainly because you didn’t trust yourself with a blade near your hoohah. 

You washed away the rest of the products remaining on your body. You hummed a tune happily, feeling at peace with yourself for saving so many lives. You grabbed your towel, wrapping it around your body. 

It was when you had just finished waxing yourself that you decided it was time to cook yourself some breakfast. You turned the wax heater off and left it on your vanity desk before you made your way down the stairs. 

You had a cotton bathrobe wrapped around yourself with your hair out to air-dry.  

You pondered over what to eat before deciding to go with your usual go-to breakfast. 

An omelet with scallions, spam, plus fresh lettuce on the side with rice. Before you started cooking, however, you went to your Bluetooth speaker, connecting it to your phone which was charging in your living room. 

You clicked on your playlist, letting the music fill your house as you began doing little dances to every song that was playing. You were living your best life, cooking and cutting the ingredients with a spring in your step. You wore your house slippers so you freely pranced around, feeling clean and refreshed as you grabbed ice cubes from your freezer. 

You set your plate down in the living room, setting your glass of water with ice next to it. 

You grabbed your remote, turning your television on, and going on Netflix. 

That was how your morning went, peaceful and refreshing. 

It wasn’t until you finished cleaning up that you heard a knock at your door. 

You wiped your hands with a clean kitchen towel, making your way to the front door where you saw Levi standing there, waiting. 

You couldn’t help the smirk on your face as you made your way to the door. 

“What brings you here?”, you open the door for him. He looks away and you chuckle, standing aside to let him in. You could feel the tension in the air already, not because it was the first time Levi came to your company but because you knew why he was here. 

The Kenny Ackerman Arc wouldn’t happen until probably two days later, so with that, you allowed yourself to fully enjoy every moment that would come today. 

“You know why I’m here”, he mutters, sounding unsure for once. 

You thanked Isayama for making Levi so short, because, in just the next second, you were approaching him. He stood a couple of feet away from you, which quickly decreased because you were now standing in front of him, slightly bending down just to emphasize the height difference. 

“You wouldn’t mind elaborating now would you?”, you smile, catching the faintest blush to appear on his cheeks. 

“Tch”, he looks down and to one side, avoiding your knowing gaze. You chuckle, smiling to yourself when you heard how sexy it sounded. It worked perfectly, and you could see him fidget just slightly. 

He looked so vulnerable, and it made you want to absolutely wreck him.

You grabbed him by the chin, using your index finger to lift his head up. He meets your gaze, and you used your thumb to secure your grip.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you”, you say, voice going deeper. You could feel the power rushing through your body. He doesn’t break his gaze this time. 

You smile at him, almost degradingly. “Better, you were always good with following orders”, you say, a matter of fact. 

He glares at you. “Shut it”

“Do you really want me to?”, you give him a challenging look. “You should see yourself, with your face all red and your whole body fidgeting”, you pause and use all your fingers to hold his face, four fingers under his chin while your thumb rubbed his moist lips. 

“Just because I laughed at you”, you say, sounding like you were about to laugh at him again. 

“You suggested it”, he says, fingers playing with his scarf. It did things to you, seeing him so unlike how he usually was. You stand closer to him, your other hand holding his waist. You felt him stiffen under you, but with the increasing tint of red on his cheeks, it only made you tighten your grip. 

“And you came to me about it”, you say, pulling his body close to yours. 

You leaned down, putting your face next to his. You whispered into his ear. “Tell me what you want, Levi”, your voice makes him shudder, and the feeling of it in your hands felt wonderful. 

You wait, expecting him to take a few minutes to answer. To your surprise, he mutters something just seconds later. “What was that?”, you pull away, delight filling your body when you see his blush spreading down to his neck. 

“...Touch me”

There it was. 

“Let’s get you cleaned up first”

He gives you a look. “If you’re suggesting that I am in any way shape or form dirty I will butcher you 

where you stand-”, you laugh, but this time it was a genuine sound of your amusement. 

“Not like that, you are probably the most hygienic person in the Scout Regiment. What I’m saying is we need to clean you”, you pause and let your hand move to one of his buttcheeks. He stiffens, face going impossibly redder.

“Here”, you smile, trying to get him to relax and not overthink. 

He glares at you but begins taking his ODM gear off nonetheless. 

“The hell is that”

You grin menacingly. 

“It’s when a woman penetrates a man’s anus, as a man would to a woman’s vagina during sexual intercourse”

“You are speaking like how a scientist would could you stop that”, Levi glares at you, avoiding your shit-eating grin. 

“Oh so you want me to say it how I would?”, you laugh, not giving him time to speak. “It’s when a woman fucks a man, in the ass”, you say, loud enough for him to hear because Pastor Nick was still there not to mention the Scouts and Military Police.

Levi looked constipated. “Why the hell are you telling me this?”

You give him a deadpanned expression. “Why do you think?”, the second the realization hits him he grimaces, and you cackle. “How the hell does that even feel good, if anything it just seems like taking a shit back and forth”

‘Way to describe it there Levi’ , you think.

“Hell no, who even gave you the idea that I would say yes to something like that”, he spites, even though you could tell that he was clearly flustered. His cheeks were red, which honestly surprised you because you’ve never seen a hint of red on his face before.

“Uhuh...”, you trail off, knowing damn well everything was going according to plan, if his raging squirminess was anything to go by.

You had handed Levi everything he needed to clean himself before you set him off to do it in the guest bathroom, which, was nearly the same as your own bathroom. You happily waited while letting your hair dry fully, and you didn’t want to intimidate him so you only wore a bra and underwear underneath your bathrobe. 

It was a little chilly, given the fact that you turned your AC on. 

While he was washing up, you had brought out the strap-on that you owned and washed it thoroughly, mind filled with the images of Levi spread out all over you. You laugh a bit, excited for him to come back to your room. 

“Oi”

You turn around, shamelessly licking your lips when he comes into view. 

In just a sweater, he stood in your doorway, towel wiping his wet hair as he looked at you with the etched grimace on his face. This time though, it was a bit toned down, thanks to how flustered he was and with the way his legs were wobbling, you presumed he touched himself in the shower. 

Cute. 

He was wearing one of your favorite sweaters and nothing else, looking relaxed for once in his life. You imagined him frowning at the choice of clothing you gave him but he wore it nonetheless. You smiled as his gaze met yours. 

“Look at you”, you say, walking over to him. His fingers stopped moving against the towel that was in his hair, and you reveled in joy when another blush appeared on his face. You put your hand under his chin as you did just half an hour ago. 

“So pretty for me”, your confidence only boosted when his body visibly shivered under your hold. 

He gives you his signature ‘tch’. “Can you get on with it now?”, he asks, and the two of you realize that he sounded nothing like his usual self. 

He sounded like he was begging. 

The urge to throw him on the bed and fuck him until he cried only got stronger but, you needed to take things slowly for now. 

“Now now, we need to prep you first, or ”, you hold a finger up. “Start with the basics, you’re a virgin aren’t you?”, the reminder of that fact makes him blush yet again. 

“What’s it to you?”, he snarks and you hold your hands up. 

“Nothing! It’s nothing to be ashamed of”, you say before your hands made their way back to his chin and on his waist. “On the bed for me now”, you say and he puts the small towel onto your nightstand as he sat on the edge of your bed. 

He looked so unsure of himself it made you want to clutch your chest and fall to the floor.

You got on your knees in front of him, untying the knot on your bathrobe in the process. 

“Before we go on with anything, remember, if you feel uncomfortable, or you don’t like it, if it ends up hurting more than it is enjoyable, or if you just want to stop, tell me, okay? Consent is important”, you say, tone firm as he nodded. You knew that even if it did end up like that, he would still be well capable enough to probably sock you in the jaw just to make you stop. 

“Now, put that mouth to good use”, you say as you got up from the floor. 

He reluctantly takes your bathrobe off the rest of the way, biting his lips when your body came into view. 

“Like what you see?”, you joke. 

He glares at you. “Shut up for a bit will you?”, he sasses, sounding anxious. 

You smile, genuinely, trying to get him to calm down. 

He lets your bathrobe fall to the floor and hooks his index fingers onto your underwear. He looks up at you for confirmation, and you nod. He pulls the fabric down, looking all sorts of relieved when you saw that there wasn’t any hair. 

It came as no surprise to you. He was probably the type of person who thought that if the hair wasn’t coming from his head or face then he wanted it gone. You wouldn’t even be surprised if you found out that he shaved often. 

He bites his lips, unsure of what to do. 

“Want me to guide you through it?”

He looks off to the side, nodding. 

“Stick your tongue out for me”, he listens, tongue lolling out of his mouth. God he looked so pretty. You hold him by his hair, and without much resistance, he lets you push yourself onto his tongue. It slips through your slit, the tip of it quickly finding your clit. 

You let out a moan, your voice deep and thrilling for Levi who wanted to hear it again. You roll your hips against his tongue, and once he began noticing the pattern he takes a hold of your thighs. You let your grip on his hair loosen as he begins licking the small nub that he felt on his tongue.

“That’s it”, you say, running your fingers through his scalp.

Then you heard it. 

A whimper. 

You couldn’t help the smile on your face as he eagerly tried to make you feel good. It was a little messy, and a bit inexperienced, but it was cute. He was cute. His eagerness to make you feel good made you want to just… make him fall apart.

“You‘re doing so good for me kitten”

He shivers. 

You stop and so does he. Your fingers in his hair take their grip as you pull him off you. You crane his head up, a knowing smirk on your face. 

“Do you like that?”

He looks away, blush still on his face. 

“So what if I did?”, he mutters, face only reddening more. You chuckle, placing one knee on the bed as you loomed over him. 

“You don’t have to be so shy around me, kitten ”, the nickname makes him shiver yet again. “Especially when you’re like this, under me”, you laugh, fingers scratching his undercut. He preens, body twitching right before you. You had filed your nails down while he was showering, but you left just enough so you could scratch him and leave marks if you wanted to. 

His eyes suddenly look to his right, where he sees the strap-on plus the dildo sitting on the edge of the bed. 

You follow his line of sight, unable to stifle the laughter that left your lips. 

“We still have to prep you y’know”

He sucks his lips in before licking them, anticipation obvious all over his body. 

“Well get on with it”

You laugh. “You’re not in any position to be telling me what to do”, you say, using your hand to push him down onto the bed. His eyes widened slightly, body squirming under you. “Say please”

His glare immediately hardens. 

“Like hell I am-”, his words are cut off by a gasp, caused by the hand that was placed on top of his clothed hard-on. You told him not to wear anything other than the sweater you gave him. Judging by the clear bulge of his length under the fabric, he listened. 

“Need I remind you that I will be in control here? It would do both of us a favor if you just do what I say without acting like a little fucking brat ”, you say the last two words with a bit of malice. You had the full intention to make him listen to you, to make him beg for you.

He ponders over your words, arms at his sides where his fingers bunched up the fabric of your sheets. Your thumb gently rubbed over the side of his clothed dick, and you applied gentle pressure just so you could egg him on further. He loomed over him, back arched as you began quickening your pace on his dick. 

“...Please”

There it was.

You only gave him a smile, and before he knew it, your lips were on him. 

You pulled away momentarily. “Just follow my lead”, you say before taking his lips in yours once more. Your hand on his chest moved to the space next to his head. You pushed your tongue into his mouth, and you could hear just the faintest whimper come out of him before you began basically devouring him. 

His tongue was pliant against yours, and he seemed completely on-board with letting you do as you wished with him. 

You detach your lips from his. 

“Arms above your head”, you sit up, catching your breath. He obeys, putting his arms above his head which causes the sweater to lift up a bit. You were a bit surprised to see how flushed he was, face red with his breath coming out uneven. 

Yep, definitely a virgin. 

You put one knee next to his waist while the other went between his thighs. He spreads them willingly, and it wasn’t until he did that you realized he was in subspace.

Well, that was quick, you think.

But it was perfect. Now, you had full control and he’ll probably not spout out any snarky comments for a good 10-15 minutes, less if you teased him for too long. So with that, you maneuvered his body so he was facing the end of the bed, with you kneeling on the floor. 

“Do you mind going into all fours for me, kitten?”

To no absolute surprise, he quickly flips himself around. As much as you wanted to manhandle him and absolutely ruin him, you still wanted to keep the factor of consent in the whole time that you would be here. He finally settles in a comfortable position, his knees holding him up as his front rested on his chest and arms. 

The oh-so-beautiful curve of his back only egged you on further. 

"Tell me if you want to stop, m'kay?"

He gives you a firm hum of confirmation, so with that, you climbed onto the bed. You grabbed the dildo before pulling Levi up by his shoulder. He gasps, one knee automatically stepping forward to keep himself up. 

"You wouldn't mind sucking on this for me, would you?", your teasingly hopeful voice makes him shudder. 

"You and your bullshit", he mutters but grabs the dildo regardless. 

You smile in victory, ruffling his hair playfully as he went back to his original position. This time, however, he held his upper body up by his elbows, his hands busy holding the dildo up. He stared at it, and even without seeing his face, you could tell that he was at least scowling.

With a lick of your lips, you lift the sweater up, revealing his upper thighs, followed by his butt. 

"Pretty", you mutter to yourself, smirking when you saw him shiver. 

"Oi"

You hum, hands hovering over his cheeks. "Is this clean?", he asks, turning over his shoulder. A red tint covers his cheeks when he sees your hands just barely ghosting his skin. 

You snort. "I sanitized practically this whole bed for you Levi, you can trust me when I say everything that will be on you and inside you will be clean", with that confident and reassuring tone, he lets the sight of your hands linger in his head before he turns back. 

He stared at the long and girthy piece of silicon, emitting a sigh before he takes the tip in his mouth. 

You chuckle, deciding to focus on prepping him. 

He gasps when he feels your tongue press against his hole. He pauses in his attempt to take more of the toy in his mouth and instead tries to focus on figuring out if the tongue pressing into him felt good or not. “Don’t think about it too much kitten, just relax and enjoy it”, you say, before finally pressing into him, tongue pushing past the tight ring of muscles. 

You hear him grunt, his voice a bit muffled by the toy in his mouth. 

You could smell the faint scent of mango from the douche that you handed him. He seemed to have followed its directions well, and you couldn’t help the smile on your face at the thought of him reacting to having fingers inside him for the first time. 

Your hands take their firm hold on his cheeks before spreading them apart. He lets out a faint whimper, thighs clenching when he feels you suck on his rim. 

God, it felt amazing. 

He lets himself just… relax. 

He lets go, letting himself succumb to the growing pleasure in his ass and legs. Your grip on him felt good, he didn’t understand how, you were just holding him in place, spreading him open just so you could taste more of him. He didn’t understand how everything just felt so damn good. 

“ Ngh ”

You pull back, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his hole. 

“Feeling good?”

He just whines. 

You say nothing else before grabbing the lube. It was in a cute little bottle, pastel pink with little faces and all. You wouldn’t expect a normal person to think that it would be a container for lube, but hey, it was cute. T’was what mattered.

You put one hand on his cheek, groping it as you exposed his glistening entrance. You held the bottle in the other hand, you had uncapped it, leaving the somewhat long nozzle out. You pressed it into his hole, and he visibly clenched around it, body shivering from the cold.

“Relax kitten, I’ve got you”

You squirted a good amount inside of him, and you could feel him tense under your hand that was on his cheek. You massage his cheek before your hand moved down to his waist. You looked up momentarily, surprise and awe filling your body when you saw a bulge in his throat. 

He had completely taken the dildo all the way down to his throat. 

Aww.  

He’s doing so good. 

You decide that it was time to go onto the next part of your little session as you grabbed a small toy from behind you, where you were sure Levi hadn’t noticed. It wasn’t all that intimidating, just a lil old butt plug that you had lying around since it had been a while since you used it on someone.

You cleaned it, of course you did. 

However, it had already been more than half an hour since you turned the AC on, and the little toy had maybe absorbed a little bit of the cold. 

Just a lil.

You took the handle of it in between your fingers, and you placed it next to you, taking the opportunity of Levi being distracted to push your middle finger in. He’s instantly taken off-guard, clenching around you as he pulls off of the toy to let out a heavy breath. 

You wait a couple of seconds, anticipating his reaction. 

“Keep going”

You give his cheek a gentle squeeze before pushing your finger in all the way, absolutely loving the drag of his walls against your skin. The lube made it easier but he was still tight, even if you were sure that he had enjoyed himself while he was showering. 

You shook off the thoughts as you began setting a moderate pace, careful to not jostle him. He clenches around your fingers every time you got down to your knuckle, and you watched as he whimpered quietly, hands still holding the dildo. 

“You doing okay there?”, you ask, this time not intending to make him more aroused but rather with the intention of making sure he was actually okay.

“I won’t break with just fingers you damned four-arms”

That’s a new one. 

You laugh. 

I like it. 

You quickened your pace, letting him actually get stretched before you grabbed the lube to put a little more onto your index finger. So far, he was doing really well, all things considered. You watched as his back arched more when you pushed your second finger in. He clenched harder around you and you squeezed his cheek. 

“Relax kitten, you’re doing amazing”

He moans. 

.

.

.

He moaned. 

You blink, surprised to hear it for the first time.

“Levi-”

“Not a word”

You say nothing, lips closing as you continued thrusting two fingers inside of him slowly. The silence was loud, yet you couldn’t help the amusement that ran through your body. He moaned, and he’s ashamed of it. It was equaled part cute and sexy. 

You wanted to hear it again.

So with that newfound determination, you curled your fingers down. 

His hips buckle and his legs clenched, and you felt your lips curl up in a proud smirk. He turns over his shoulder, glaring at you with red painting his cheeks. “The fuck was that?”, he asks, and you couldn’t really find anything intimidating by it. You had your fingers in his ass for heaven’s sake, there wasn’t anything you could see in front of you that could threaten you.

Despite the fact that he is an Ackerman. 

Eh, I’ll live. 

You smile at him, finally giving him his answer. 

“That, my dear Levi, was your prostate”, you curl your fingers down again, drawing yet another moan from him. He looks at you then at your fingers, and you couldn’t tell what he could possibly be thinking. He looks back to the head of the bed, finally taking the dildo back into his mouth.

You go back to prepping him, finally adding a third finger. He lets himself moan freely now, given that his voice was muffled. You pushed as deep as you could, wanting to stretch him enough for the toys that you would put inside him. 

Once you deemed he was stretched enough, you pull your fingers out, not missing the whine that left his mouth. 

“Patience, kitten”

You grabbed the butt plug, covering it in lube before pressing it inside him, the toy easily pushing past his rim. He moans, pulling off the toy, a glistening string of saliva connecting the toy to his lips. 

“‘S that?”, he asks, a bit dazy. 

“Just relax kitten”. You say, not wanting to explain what the purpose of the toy was. He just whines, walls clenching around the cold metal surface of the more bulbous part of the toy. You massage his cheek, pressing a kiss to it as you pushed the toy all the way in. Levi whined, hips unconsciously pushing back against your hands.

With that, you get up, holding his waist as you gently flipped him around. The sudden movement causes the plug to press up into his prostate, jostling him and making him moan. He still had the dildo in his mouth, and you laughed a bit before looming over him, taking a hold of the base of the toy.

“That’s enough kitten”, you say as you pull the toy out of his mouth. He whines as it leaves his throat, the silicon dragging against his throat up until he felt the weight of it disappear from his tongue/ He looks at you expectantly, like he was waiting for you to say something.

You decide to be nice and you leaned down, taking his lips into yours for a chaste kiss. 

“Good job kitten, you did so well”, the praise makes him blush, and he shyly grabs your shoulders, pulling you down for a more tongue-filled kiss. You take the lead easily, knowing that he preferred being taken care of. He shows his appreciation by reluctantly wrapping his legs around your waist.

You pull away from the kiss with a breath escaping your lips. 

You hand him a small remote, one you had been holding before he had pulled you down to get a kiss.

He reluctantly grabs it, looking at you with- oh my fucking god are those puppy eyes?

You sat back on the edge of the bed, patting your lap. He bites his lips when he crawls onto you, sweater slightly falling over one shoulder.

You smile at him, masking your surprise as you leaned into his neck. “Try fiddling with the buttons kitten”, he looks down at where your face was on his shoulder before he felt your hands grip his waist, as if you were trying to keep him in place.

He holds the white-colored remote in his hands before he presses on a button labeled ‘1’, 

His hips buckle at the same time a moan left his lips. He slaps a hand to his mouth, and you winced when you heard how loud the sound was. His back hunched over, head falling onto your shoulder as he muffled his moans. You give him a moment to recover and adjust to the vibrations of the toy before you carefully lifted his head up and pulled his hand off.

“You-”, you cut him off by pressing your lips onto his, quickly pushing your tongue in as he became pliant in your hands. He slowly lets his eyes close, relaxing into your hold as his dick rubbed against your stomach.

His hands unconsciously find their spots on your shoulders, remote held by his thumb and index finger.

Your grip on his waist was firm, and he would be lying if he said that he didn’t like the way it made him feel stuck yet… secure. He liked it, and he was willing to admit it, but not out loud. 

You pull away, a string of saliva connecting your lips. 

“Mind if I have that?”, you gesture to the remote.

He hands it to you with a small glare, but you were pretty sure that it was just his resting bitch face. He looked way too cute and submissive right now that any hint of malice from him just seemed irrelevant. 

You take the remote before wrapping your arms around his waist, arms resting on top of his thighs. To your surprise, he presses his lips against yours, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. You return the kiss, hands busy with the remote in your hand.

You let him have his way with your mouth before you decided that it was time,

To make him beg.

You take back full control of the kiss, removing one hand from his waist as you put it around his nape. You let the kiss go on for a moment longer before you pull him away, using your grip on him to keep him still. You began kissing down his jawline, leaving small hickeys here and there. He whines as he was held, unable to move.

Even if he could 100% kick you square in the face right now.

He doesn’t.

You take a firm hold of the remote, and while he was distracted by you biting his neck, you raise the vibrations. 

His hips ground down onto you, hands squeezing your shoulders as he felt his walls clench around the toy. The vibrations just barely reached that one spot he felt earlier and he was all of a sudden growing desperate. He felt his body sweat under the sweater, but at the same time he was just shivering, over and over. 

Whether that was because of the cold room or the feeling of being dominated he would never know,

You let go of his nape, hand snaking down to his chest.

He whimpers when you take a hold of his nipple, twisting it in your fingers. 

He’s sensitive here too?, you resist the urge to laugh.

You could feel the way his thighs squeezed your own, and the way he subconsciously rolled his hips so he could get some sort of friction from your skin. It was cute, how obviously deprived he was. You let your hand go down further until you finally took a hold of his dick. 

The sudden touch makes him flinch, head falling onto your shoulder. 

His moans and whimpers were coming out in heavy breaths, with the occasional ‘ngh’ coming out from his throat. All his little noises sounded so pretty. You began stroking his length, a bit taken aback when you felt how hard he was. 

You shook it off, because, you had no intention of stopping at just one round. 

You began quickening your pace, and every time that your palm came up to his tip, you stopped and rubbed it with your thumb, delight filling your body every time he flinched before letting out the most beautiful moan. 

He didn’t even notice that you turned up the vibrations until you were suddenly grabbing the toy with your hand and pushing it down, angling it so it would hit his prostate. 

That was it. 

His orgasm came rushing over his body, muscles clenching all at one as he moaned, loud. 

His hands gave an iron grip on your shoulders, hips thrusting into your hand. You pushed the toy in as deep as it could go, and you didn’t even notice the hands holding your cheeks until you suddenly felt his lips on yours. You happily receive the kiss, guiding him through his orgasm. You turned the vibrations off the same time you stopped stroking his softening length.

It took maybe a minute before he finally pulled away, body going lax against your front as his post-orgasm glow finally kicked in.

Aww.

He heaved heavy breaths, his grip finally loosening up a bit as he rested his head onto your shoulder.

“Feel okay?”

You could hear him laugh. 

Oh my god, he laughed.

You couldn’t help the feeling of stiffness overcoming your body. You guessed that he felt it too, since he lifted his head and looked at you curiously. “What?”, he asks. You smile and shake your head. 

“Nothing, you just sound pretty when you laugh”

He stares at you.

“Does being a shifter affect your likeability because you and Eren really do get on my nerves sometimes”

You scoff, holding him closer by his waist.

“Oh please, if you really did find me annoying you wouldn’t have even considered what I suggested, or even tolerated my ass to begin with”

“Shut it”

You laugh before grabbing the handle of the plug, pulling it out which of course startles him. He was still very sensitive so it wasn’t something you had not expected. You set the toy down behind you before your hands find their way back to his waist. 

“Now, let’s move on to the next part shall we?”

His eyes widen. “The hell do you mean the next pa-”, he was cut off when you pressed your lips onto his. “Did you really think we’d stop there?”, you laugh when you pull away. 

He glares at you.

“Little brat”, he snarks before taking your lips into his once more.

Hange enters the Scouts’ cafeteria room. 

“Everyone, has anybody seen Levi?”, she asks, Moblit standing next to her. 

Levi’s squad who was sitting closest to her perk up.

“I haven’t seen him since this morning”, Connie says, mouth full.

Sasha holds a hand up. “I think I saw him leave earlier, I can’t be sure but I think he’s at Y/N’s house”

Everybody looks at her. Jean was the first to speak. “Why would Captain Levi go to Y/N’s house? Doesn’t he find her annoying?”, he laughs, since he’s been a witness to the many instances where you were so obviously pushing Levi’s buttons. 

But hey, you were still alive and breathing so he might be wrong.

“I see“, Hange says before leaving the room. 

She had a vague idea of what was happening, and the thought only made her cackle as Moblit, bless his soul, just watched his superior with a concerned expression on his face.

“You look ridiculous”

You scoff, one hand lathering the strap-on with lube. 

“I’m not the one whose legs are spread after already having an orgasm just three minutes ago, or the one who got who has a thing for being called ‘kitten’”, you say, looking over his naked body. You had thrown the sweater off to the side of the bed, leaving him naked in the cold room. 

He glares at you but doesn’t deny it.

He looked gorgeous, on his back with his legs spread willingly. His hands were above his head, arms laid above him because you told him to. He looked at you with an awaiting expression, unable to hide the eagerness that was radiating off of his body. 

Season 3 Levi was just something else entirely.

You position the tip at his entrance, and he flinched at the sudden coldness. 

You rub his thigh apologetically, but it doesn’t serve its purpose because you were still smirking. You push the tip in, causing a whine to come from his throat. “You’re doing amazing kitten”, you say, rubbing and squeezing his thigh with every inch that pushed inside him. He looked like he was in utter bliss, eyes closed as he craned his head back. 

The dildo wasn’t that big, mainly because you didn’t want to intimidate him.

That and you weren’t sure if he could escape the Military Police with a sore ass. 

But then again maybe he could, Zeke + Thunder Spears considered. 

You shake the thoughts off, focusing on helping Levi get used to the stretch.

“That’s it kitten, you’re taking me so well”, your tone was a bit teasing, all to make him go back to subspace. He preens at the praise, and you are again reminded of the fact that he had a praise kink. You felt your lips form a smirk, and your hand on his thigh moved up to cup the back of his knee. 

You used your grip to push his legs up, giving you access to go deeper. 

A long, throaty moan leaves his mouth, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. 

His hands fist the covers of your pillows, body stiffening as you bottomed out. He finally takes a breath when you stopped moving, his body heaving as he tried to adjust to the stretch. You wiped the excess lube off of your hands with the bathrobe you had worn.

You use your now clean hand to flick off the hair sticking to his forehead, and once you finished you took a hold of both of his wrists. You loomed over him, his eyes finally opening with his gaze meeting yours.

“Ready baby?”

He shudders. 

You wait for a moment before he nodded.

You lean down and kiss him on the forehead. “Tell me if it hurts yeah?”, you say before you begin rolling your hips back, making him clench around the fake length before you plunge right back inside him. He moans, back arching off the bed as he felt his prostate being nudged with every roll of your hips.

The feeling of being full felt so good. 

It was like finally getting your glass filled after being thirsty for so long. 

And god he wanted to drink up every last bit of it. 

“Don’t hold your sounds in kitten, I wanna hear every bit of it”, you pause and pull out. He whines, legs firming their hold around your waist to keep you inside. You chuckle, pulling out nonetheless. His whining was interrupted when he was suddenly flipped over. You helped him scoot over until he was closer to the wall, where you placed his hands on a thin ledge on the wall, meant for displaying room decor. 

He was too lost in his daze that he didn’t notice you holding his waist. 

You pushed into him, jostling him as his thighs trembled. He leaned forward, showing off the curve of his back. You could see just how… pretty he looked. You could see it in the floor-to-ceiling mirror facing the side of the bed. 

He looked good.

You used one hand to hold his waist while the other snaked around his neck, and you took a gentle yet firm grip on his neck. You could feel every moan that left his throat. His lips subconsciously push back against yours, filling himself up to the hilt. 

“ Y/N ”

You stop moving and he whines. 

“What is it?”

He looks over his shoulder at you. “ Please ”

Oh shit. 

You smile teasingly, fingers squeezing his waist. 

“What is it?”

He weakly glares at you. 

“ Please, just- make me feel good”

If you weren’t dripping wet before then you definitely were now. You smile at him knowingly, leaning forward to kiss the side of his lips. “Your wish is my command, Captain ”, he moans when you pull out before aiming for his prostate as you slammed back in. 

You couldn’t feel it, but you could tell how much he was clenching. With the way you could feel the resistance with every roll of your hips, you could tell when exactly he clenched. When exactly you had found his sweet spot. 

You’re just the sweetest little thing, aren’t you?

You smile to yourself before you began moving, knowing that it wasn’t in your best interests to be teasing him for so long. You used your hold on his neck to pull him back slightly. You began a steady and hard pace, hitting his prostate continuously as he did nothing but take it all willingly. 

You took your chance and began leaving hickeys at his shoulder, sucking and biting till his skin began turning red. You even left marks on the side of his neck, fully intending to show off. 

Hey, I fucked your Captain, bow down to me.

You suppressed a laugh as you felt your orgasm nearing. The strap-on had a little nub that was meant to rub against your clit, and it had been rubbing you for a solid few minutes now. With the way Levi was whining, his muscles clenching, hands gripping the ledge of your wall, you could tell he was also close. 

So you pushed down all remaining jokes and thoughts as you helped the two of you reach your orgasm. He felt the way your hips began angling themselves at all his sweet sports, and he moaned, louder and louder until he felt his upper body give. 

He leans on the wall, one hand on the ledge while the other was on the bed, trying to keep himself up. 

You decide to help him out and you grabbed him by the waist, pulling out momentarily as you flipped him around, leaving enough space so his back was laying on the bed, head resting on the pillows. You grabbed his waist, pulling his lower body up before you slammed your fake length back in. He was practically bent in half, hands fisting the bedsheets as he felt his second orgasm building up.

“You close kitten?”

He gives you a throaty and bliss-filled moan, which you take as a yes. 

You sped up, feeling your orgasm at the brink of washing through you. Levi’s eyes rolled back as his back arched off the bed, and he let out the most beautiful moan, and it wasn’t until you saw cum spurting out of his red, hardened dick that your orgasm finally hir you. 

You groaned, slamming in one last time which results in a moan from the two of you.

“ Y/N ”, he moans your name, and fuck it sounded so pretty. 

So desperate.

You finally stop, pulling out seconds later. 

You let your body fall next to him, the two of you heaving loud breaths as you laid there, basking in the afterglow of your orgasms. It took several minutes before you felt a tap on your arm.

“Thank you”

You laugh. “It’s nothing, I’ve been wanting to do it since I got here”

When you turned to look at him, he was staring at you, face blank. 

“You are probably the oddest person I’ve ever met”

You chuckle, body turning to face him.

“Wanna go shower and drink some tea? I have fruits downstairs if you want some as well”

He contemplates for a second before nodding. 

“Yeah”

The two of you get up, and he used the towel that you gave him to dry his hair to wipe the cum off of his stomach and chest. You were busy with removing the bedsheets, planning to leave them in the washing machine while the two of you showered. 

“Oi”

“Hm?”, you turn around, bedsheets in one hand while the other held the used sex toys. 

He looks off to the side, red dusting his cheeks.

“That ‘thank you’, I meant it”

You smile, genuinely, with no trace of lust or teasing.

“Anytime”, you say.

And if the reason that you suggested showering first was just so you could finger him again, to watch him tremble as he tried to muffle his moans while moaning your name in between, well, that was no one else's business but yours and his. 

Chapter Text

The distant sound of chatter made it so you could focus on the food in front of you. 

Eren was busy cleaning the floor, the sounds of sweeping filling the room. You wore a mask, not wanting any dust to trigger your allergies. Connie was busy wiping the counters, occasionally whistling a tune as you busied yourself with arranging everybody’s emergency stock of food. 

It was early in the morning, and you still felt a little chilly, despite wearing a white fitted long-sleeve . You wore shorts , the waistband hugging your waist as it fit snuggly around you. The straps of it made the whole article of clothing look insanely better. 

And you felt like a badass.

So there’s that.

You brought a jacket with you two, leaving it neatly folded at the end of the kitchen counter. Apparently, climate change didn’t exist here, which only meant that you were most of the time freezing, only getting an ounce of heat during the afternoon. 

You felt way more happy and bouncy after everything that happened yesterday. 

“You’re really just- breaking down every stereotype that was ever embedded onto you”

“You got a problem with that?”

You shake your head with a goofy smile. “Not at all”, you say as you fed him another slice of apple. He happily takes it, hands holding the mug filled with chamomile tea. It was a great option to partner fruits with. 

Your other hand held his waist, keeping him from falling backward as he sat on your lap. 

You could hear him crunching on the apple, swallowing it before taking another sip of his tea. 

You had made a discovery.

Levi Ackerman was a baby after sex. 

The thought made you chuckle. 

After your little session that happened while you two were showering, it was obvious that he just wanted to be taken care of. He refused to walk on his own, shamefully, but admittedly, stating that he wanted to be carried. After prodding at him for the whole walk downstairs, he finally admitted that he enjoyed how you took advantage of your height. 

Which shocked you, more than you realized. 

But you were still flattered, laughing and sitting him down on the couch so he could watch Marvel movies on the couch while you prepared your snacks. He happily held the mug of tea and the two of you watched the movies playing on your screen. 

It wasn’t until you noticed how squirmy he looked that you asked him if something was wrong. 

It was a bunch of back-to-back prodding and ignoring until his stubborn self took the initiative and just, got up and crawled onto your lap. It caught you off-guard, of course it did. He didn’t say anything and the two of you just continued watching. 

The memory of it makes you smile. 

And you remembered the pictures you took of him yesterday, ranging from him when he was under you, desperation written all over his face, to him just sleeping on your lap, content filling his body. 

You suddenly felt a tap on your shoulder. 

“Y/N?”

“Hm?”, you turned to look at Eren, who was looking at you curiously. 

“You spaced out, are you alright?”, you didn’t even notice until you turned to your left, seeing Connie watch the two of you. 

“S-Sorry, I spaced out and, remembered, something, s’all”, you smile at them, dismissing the subject. 

You weren’t about to tell them that you were thinking about the fact that you fucked their captain. 

Or that he was a clingy, submissive person once you got him into a certain headspace. 

Them knowing the latter was worse, you knew that well enough. 

Connie and Eren seemed to be satisfied with that answer, so Eren went back to sweeping. Connie however, stayed next to you, helping with cleaning the vegetables. It was peaceful, and you felt content with everything, surprisingly. 

Since, well, today was the Kenny Ackerman Arc. 

You felt a groan trying to force its way out of your body because you just knew that things would only go worse and worse from here. After this arc, it would be the Rod Reiss’ Titan arc.  Then two months after that, it would be the most disastrous arc of them all. 

The fight to get Wall Maria back. 

The ache in your neck only got worse. You sighed, putting all the cleaned and boiled potatoes into one bowl. Your mind was instantly swarmed with thoughts, each one contributing to the splitting headache that you already had. 

You still haven’t figured out who to save. And you still haven’t forgiven yourself for not being able to save the others. Miche, Ymir, Nanaba, and so many others. 

It was frustrating. 

So damn frustrating.

“We’re back”

You were pulled out of your thoughts, seeing Armin, Sasha, and Jean enter through the doorway. You felt your heart warm when Eren began asking Jean if he’d dusted his shoes off before going into the house. They then began bickering, suddenly being interrupted when Mikasa and Historia came through the hallway.

You felt a small smile settle on your lips, and you made your way outside. 

You stood at the front of the door, needing a breather. 

It was selfish, but you hoped that you would be able to find comfort with Eren after he holds Historia’s hand. You felt terrible. How, how ?!

How could you possibly look into these people’s eyes?

Smile with them, make them laugh, cook for them, just, be with them. 

And act like the memories of their deaths aren’t flashing your eyes?

Just-

How. 

You’ve been pushing it down, blocking the thoughts that were trying to barge into the forefront of your mind. You’ve been trying, heaven knows you’ve been trying. But, after some reflecting, happy thoughts turned dark. Smiles faded into pursed lips, and you held your legs into your chest.

Questions kept asking themselves in your head. 

This is it, 

The part where you break. 

How Eren managed to do it for four years you will never comprehend. 

“Oi”

You look up, seeing Levi standing in front of you. His eyes narrow when he catches sight of you. ”Why the hell are you crying?", he asks. You stared at him, and it wasn’t until you blinked that another tear rolled down your cheek. You immediately wipe your tears, getting up from the wooden porch. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”

He gives you a deadpanned expression. You remove the mask from your face, giving him a smile. “Don’t worry about me kitten, I’m fine”

Levi’s eyes twitch. “We agreed on not using that nickname on me anymore, you damned four-arms”

You put a hand to your chin. “Oh did we? Shame, I don’t recall”, you give him your signature grin. You could see the last bit of his patience disappear and it makes you cackle. He gives you a ‘tch’ before going into the house.

“Get ready you lil brat, Hange’s been buzzing in my ear about getting your stupid experiments started”

You did a dramatic salute. 

“Noted, Captain”, his grimace only makes you throw your head back and laugh, nearly falling over as you clutched your stomach. 

You sniffled, wiping a tear off your face. 

Yeah, I’ll be fine. 

You still hadn’t gotten used to the feeling of suddenly being lifted off the ground whenever you so much as sliced your palm. Flesh engulfed your arms and legs, and you felt the flaps stick to your cheeks. You saw darkness first like you usually did before you could finally see through your titan’s eyes.

It was Levi and Eren’s first time seeing your titan form properly. 

Mainly because Levi had left when you transformed the other day, and Eren was more focused on trying to get away. 

You hold your hands out in front of you. Yep, still four. You felt odd though. You noticed how… not stiff, your fingers felt. You wiggled your second set of fingers, surprised to see them do the exact same thing your first set of hands were doing. When you had transformed two days ago, your second set of hands were more than stiff. 

They felt like you were trying to move your toes while having pins and needles.

You would be going first in today’s experimentation, purely because Hange couldn’t wait anymore.

“First thing we need to focus on”, Hange announces to everyone before looking at you. You were pretty much eye-level with everybody, given that you were 16 meters off the ground. You pucker your lips, thinking. Eren wouldn’t be able to transform properly in this part of the episode. He wasn’t even 15 meters tall if you remembered correctly.

I’ll just do my best, you think.

But damn I wished Eren could be able to.

You wanted to learn how to do hand-to-hand combat since you were sure that you were going to be doing it a lot. Not just for the fight in Shiganshina District but also for the time skip. Fuck, another headache. 

“Try carrying one of those logs over there! With your second set of arms of course”, you could hear Hange shout. You nod, walking over to the stacked pile of tree logs. You put your original set of arms behind you, kneeling down onto the ground as you tried to manipulate your arms to move. 

You watched as they went to grab the logs, but stopped once you tried to grab them.

You furrow your eyebrows, trying to use all the brain cells in your body to just move at least one damn finger. You sighed, realizing that nothing was happening. You got back up, going over to the cliff where the majority of everyone was.

“Stiff”, you say, holding your arms out. 

“Hmm… could you let me go to your,”, she pauses and makes a gesture to the area under her armpits. You nod, holding a hand out. Hange stares at the hand held in front of her. You wait, taking a moment to realize that everyone was staring too. 

“What is it?”

Hange points to your hand. 

You look at it.

Oh. 

“Your original arms are still behind you”, Hange says, voice calm even if she looked like she was close to bursting from the excitement on the spot. You hum, suddenly being able to move your second set of fingers. 

What the flying fuck. 

“I see”, Hange puts two fingers onto her chin, gears running in her head.

“So this is like when Eren needs a specific purpose to transform, it could apply to how you use your arms-”

She was cut off when your second set of hands placed themselves onto your waist.

“I-”, Hange blinks, staring at you. You were shocked too, looking down at your hands that were snuggly placed onto your waist. Damn my waist looks good. Your original set of arms retracted itself from where it was placed behind you, now in front of you as you did random hand gestures. 

“So-”, you stutter, not knowing what to say. 

“I see”, Hange says with a hint of excitement in her voice. ”You have to do it subconsciously!”, she says, making everybody confused. You raise an eyebrow, unsure if your titan was doing it too. But based on the laugh that Hange let out she could obviously sense your confusion.

“What do you mean?”, you ask, before suddenly going silent as you watch your arms place themselves on the cliff, folded as you leaned onto the elevated ground. 

“See?!”, Hange excitedly bounces, going to your second set of arms as she enthusiastically hit them like sticks to a drum. ”Your body processed it before you did, if you think about it too much it won’t work”, she concluded, making everyone let out sounds of realization. 

You hum as you stepped away from the cliff. 

Okay, just don’t think about it too much. 

You went to the pile of logs again, trying to not overthink it as you knelt down.

Should be easy enough-

And then you were suddenly standing, one log in each hand. 

What the fu-

“You did it!”, Hange exclaims as she ran to the area of the cliff that you were facing, accidentally hitting her head on a branch on the way there. You winced, “You okay?”, your voice comes out deep as it usually did. Hange nods excitedly, like she wasn’t affected by it.

Just, completely ignoring the possibility of a concussion. 

You sigh, unable to stop the smile on your face.

You lift the logs up so they were in front of you. It felt odd, since you could feel that you were holding it, but it just felt like a hovering sensation over your hands. Now that you think about it, you could also feel the ground beneath your feet. 

It was weird.        

Really fucking weird.

“You can set those down now”, Hange says, and you nod, dropping the logs, albeit a bit messily. 

“Now”, Hange claps her hands once, catching everyone’s attention. 

“Let’s see if you can harden”

Hehe.

Hardening. 

Everyone seemed to tense at the announcement, whether it was because they were excited to see it happen or whether it was because of the anticipation of having someone who could barricade the holes in the Walls you weren’t sure.

But fuck yeah you were gonna do it.

“I don’t know how though, I don’t think I’ve used hardening subconsciously either”

Hange hums. “As far as we know, every shifter can harden. The Female Titan, the Armored Titan, we haven’t seen Bertholdt harden but judging by the titan in the Walls, it’s very likely that he can, he just doesn’t need to since he can use his steam as self-defense”, she pauses and latches her wires onto your head.

You felt a slight boop on your temple but it felt nice more than you thought.

You stop when she sits snuggly on your boob.

“Oooh it’s still as squishy as the real thing”

Sasha snorts. Jean breaks out in a coughing fit. Levi grimaces while the others just stood awkwardly. You sigh, feeling Hange bounce on your boob. She used her wires as a makeshift swing, hands placed on your titan boob.

“I wonder...”

“ Hange ”

“What?”, she squawks, turning around to face you. You sigh, walking back to where everyone was as you waited for Hange’s instructions.

“You might be able to harden only certain parts of your body since some are covered by skin while other parts are pure muscle”, she analyzes. “Your hands, breasts, and torso are covered by skin‘, she looks down.”Your crotch area too”, she notes out loud, making everybody avoid looking at you out of sheer respect. It was awkward but it was appreciated.

Hange launches herself up, going to the top of your head. 

She looks down at your backside. “Your butt is covered by skin too, so is your back. It’s basically formed like how your swimsuits are”, Hange says, trying to get you to understand. You nod, watching as Hange went back to your front. 

She places herself on your shoulder. 

“Try hardening any part of your body, try picturing it, I’ll tell you if anything happens”

You breathe, closing your eyes as you tried envisioning the hardening coming from your body. You didn’t know how to trigger it. It wasn’t like you could press a button and suddenly you’re wearing armor-

“Wait!”

You pause, seeing Armin pointing at your torso. 

Hange looks down, delight filling her expression.

She lowers herself down, using your shoulder as a thing to latch onto. Her eyes sparkled as she excitedly wiggled in place. “Your torso to your waist down hardened”, she announces, hands placing themselves onto the hardened skin. 

“Y/N, do you mind if I try to break a piece off?”

You nod, bracing yourself because you haven’t actually experienced being injured in titan form.

Hange took a blade out, counting to three before she sliced a piece of your titan’s flesh off.

Hange gasps. “It’s a bit brittle, but look!”, she holds a handful of hardening and flesh. You winced, seeing blood splattered on her face. 

“This should be enough to help with experiments in my l lab”, she chucks the samples to Moblit who catches it. You felt bad, seeing him holding titan flesh with a grimace on his face. Poor baby. 

“That should be enough”, Hange decides. “Can you get out on your own?”, she asks. You brace yourself, feeling the steam emitting from your back until you finally got a whiff of fresh air. 

“Good job angel, I’m proud of you”, Hange says as she helps you stand up. You smile at her, happy that you were making quick progress with your titan abilities. You were happy, because as stressful as everything was, you were on the right track.

You were going to save everyone.

You breathed, inhaling the fresh air brought by the wind as you stood on the cliff.

All of them, I’m going to save all of them.

Chapter Text

It wasn’t until you were making your way back after Eren’s failed transformation that you began thinking over your next plan of action. It wouldn’t be long until the next arc happens so you were mentally and physically preparing yourself for everything that was about to come.

You were deciding whether or not you should stop Eren and Historia from being kidnapped.

But that arc would lead to Historia killing her father, which would lead to her being the rightful queen. You were trying to read over every possible outcome. If you let things go as they did, you wouldn’t get any casualties. The rescue to get both of them back was successful so you were seriously contemplating whether you should change anything or not.

Before you could enter the cabin, you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket.

You fished it out, walking off to a short distance before you answered the call. 

“Hello?”

“Hey you whore”

You laugh. “What’s up?”

“So we were going over your dimension machine’s blueprints right? Since we found it last night, y’know, while you were over there fucking Levi Ackerman”, the hint of malice in their voice made you chuckle. “Yeah? Made any new discoveries yet?”

You hear a sigh. “Still no clue how to get you back, however ”

“Since every machine is connected to The Source here in HQ, we found what was basically a report of your whole story in progress, just sitting at one of the files. You already know this right?-”

“Yeah yeah, every information gathered from a dimension gets transported to a data report back at The Source”, you say. You’ve been working at the company ever since you were at the mere age of 17, you knew everything like the back of your hand.

“For professionality purposes, when we found it I strictly kept it visible to just you and me. I don’t know if you have an exhibition kink but having our superiors see Hange Zoe fuck you on her study desk is a discussion I’d rather keep out of the workplace”

You breathed a heavy sigh. “Y-Yeah, thanks for that”, you say, conflicted but still rather amused.

“I sent a PDF file of the reports to your email, you can always check it but judging by the timeline you’re in, you probably won’t be able to view all of it until after the whole Rod Reiss bullshit”

You sighed. “Spectacular”

You could hear your coworker/friend/fuckbuddy/colleague laugh. “That’s all I’ve got for now, and by the way, your face was hella hentai worthy- ”, and that was your cue to hang up. You sighed, pocketing your phone as you made your way back inside.

Eren was being manhandled by Mikasa, practically forcing him to go to bed. 

You could see Levi taking his coat off, probably about to go to Erwin. 

Would it be inappropriate to ask if he and Erwin perhaps have sexual tension?

You pucker your lips, staring at him.

“Before you do anything to piss me off today other than these brats’ lax cleaning job cut it out”, Levi glares at you. You pout, not noticing everyone else’s somewhat shocked reaction at seeing Levi initiate conversation.

It wasn’t like he didn’t talk much, it’s just that he only talked when it was necessary.

“Aren’t you a little bit curious?”, you asked, knowing full well that he wasn’t going to be snapping at you. His eye twitches, but that’s about it. You stood behind him, making sure that no one was else was looking before you hold his waist.

“Acting all pissy at me would be rude don’t you think?”, you whisper into his ear. 

“If you don’t shut it-”

“You’ll what?”, you interrupt him, hand snaking up to his side. “What’re you gonna do?”, your fingers move slightly to his front, the pad of your ring finger ghosting his nipple. You could hear his breath hitch, and if the sudden intrusion of red on his cheeks was anything to go by, he was definitely flustered.

“I have to go and report to Erwin”, he says, but it sounds more like a reminder for himself rather than to get you to back off. 

You chuckle, the sound coming out airy. “Make it back safely kitten”, you contemplate for a moment before leaning down, pulling the collars of his blazer and shirt back, and giving him a kiss on his neck, where yesterday’s hickeys were covered.

You walked past him, leaving the collateral damage that was an overly flustered Ackerman.

The cabin was small, so everyone slept in one room, beds separate a foot or so apart. 

You were the last person awake. 

Or so you thought.

You were sitting on the roof of the cabin, mainly because there was a ladder behind the cabin that gave access to it. You were just finishing up cleaning when you found it, and you finished everything you had to do before making your way up. You didn’t bother changing clothes or showering, you could do that tomorrow. 

You suddenly heard footsteps behind you. 

Your body’s senses heightened, and you turned around, finding Historia standing there. 

“Historia? Shouldn’t you be asleep?‘

She gives you a chuckle, but it sounded pained, like a whimper of sadness.

“I heard footsteps on the roof so I went to check, I didn’t mean to startle you”, she sits next to you, feet stepping on the elevated ledge so she didn’t slip off. 

Nothing was said after that, and the two of you just sat in silence, letting the crickets and midnight wind fill the silence. Historia takes her ponytail off, holding the hair tie in her hand. She stared at it, and you couldn’t help but look at it too.

“This belonged to Ymir”

Ouch. 

You sucked a breath in. “I’m sorry”

She looks at you. “Why are you apologizing?”, she asks, genuinely confused. You look back to the front of the house, suddenly getting hit with the emotions you tried to push down the whole week. It didn’t hit you like how a truck would to a wall, but rather, it felt like someone was slowly sinking a knife further and further into your chest, letting you feel every intrusion into your body.

Every sting of searing pain.

Right into your chest.

“That day, I was going to sneak out and bring you with me, so you could see Ymir again”

She blinks, looking at you with an unreadable expression.

“But I passed out then woke up the next morning, I wasn’t sure if Ymir would still be here and I couldn’t find you”, you laugh weakly, remembering the disappointment you felt when you couldn’t do anything. But there was something, something that you did before the Female Titan versus Eren arc.

An idea suddenly pops into your head. 

“Historia?”

She hums, looking at you with an even sadder expression. 

“Come with me”

You enter the house, helping Historia take her cape off. You felt a weird vibration run through your whole body, and you wondered if your WiFi was malfunctioning again. You suddenly felt a wave of questions crashing down your body. 

You weren’t sure anymore how the whole WiFi situation worked with shifters, yet you were fine. 

You could excuse Reiner, Annie, and Bertholdt since your WiFi was weak that day, but how come you were okay now? You were just plain confused at this point. You’ll have to do your research on that later. 

“Why’d you bring me here?”, Historia asks, observing the house that she was seeing for the first time. 

“I wanted to show you something”, you go to your stairs, Historia following close behind you. The two of you went to your room, where your laptop was. You guide her into sitting down on your desk chair, uncertainty filling her expression as you loomed over her back, busy with opening your YouTube tab.

She wasn’t even looking at the screen, she was just staring at your hands and arms, suddenly hyperaware of the way you unconsciously held her. 

It almost felt like a hug. 

“Here”, you retract your arms. “Just press this button when you’re ready, I’ll be downstairs”, you say as you leave the room. Historia stares at where you previously stood, unsure of what to do. 

She looked at your laptop, seeing her fingers already on the button. When had she placed my hand here? She sighs, pressing the button gently and then a video started playing.

“Is it working?”

Historia froze.

“Yeah, say whatever you wanna say”

Historia feels tears well up in her eyes as Ymir looks at the screen.

“Hey Christa”, she laughs. “Y/N said that that you would be telling me your real name soon, so I’m excited for that”, she laughs. “It’s around midnight when we’re taking this, so I’m sorry if I sound a little groggy”, she smiles at the camera, ruffling her untied hair.

“If you’re seeing this then it means that what Y/N said was true”, she sighs sadly. 

“I’m sorry, for leaving you”

Tears ran down Historia’s face. 

“I don’t know the full details of everything that’ll happen, but I thought that this was a great opportunity, so here I am”, she holds a finger up to the camera. Historia unconsciously lifts a hand up. Due to the size of your screen, Ymir’s finger was just the same exact size as Historia’s hand.

“Apparently I’ll be sending a letter to you in the future, so just wait for that”, she chuckles. “But I don’t want this to be a video that’ll bring you misery, but rather, a video that’ll bring you comfort whenever you need it”

“I love you”

The tears fall onto the desk.

“I hope I get to say it, but I love you, I love you so damn much it makes me feel all mushy inside”, she leans back in the chair that she was sitting in. Historia recognizes it as the chairs down in the kitchen.

“I wanna spend the rest of my life with you, but as you probably know, I only got a couple of years left, and by the looks of it I won’t be there with you to spend it”

Cold fingers curled into fists.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what lead me to do it, but just know that I love you, I don’t know what exactly happened, but a letter should be on its way”, she gives the camera a smug smile. 

“Clearly, I’ll be filming two or more videos, so I’ll leave it up to Y/N to show them to you”, she smiles and reaches for the camera, and the video cuts off.

Historia stares blankly at the screen.

“Are you done?”

She looks at you, where you were leaning on the doorframe. Judging by her expression, the video had maybe just finished. Her eyes were bloodshot, tearstains covering her cheeks. You walk over, two full glasses of water in your hands as you set them down on the desk. 

You put a hand on her shoulder.

“Wanna watch the other two?”

You feel a shaky hand take a grip on your hand.

“Yes please”

-

It was around 4 in the morning when you came back to the cabin. 

Both of you were tired, both physically and emotionally. 

It was painful to watch Historia watch the two other videos you had prepared for her. In reality, there were probably three or so more. But you didn’t think that letting her go through all that would be a good idea. 

You weren’t that big of a fan of emotional exhaustion.

But of course, since this was the Scouts, everyone was bound to be awake even at three in the damn morning. 

Historia clutched your jacket to her body, shivering from the cold. The whole ordeal definitely gave her a shitload of emotional fatigue but somehow, her shoulders felt lighter. That void that was constantly nagging at her chest was suddenly put to rest.

It was still there, but, she could finally breathe.

“Thank you, Y/N”

You wrap an arm around her, hugging her petite form close to yours. 

“It’s nothing”, you try to make your voice sound empathetic yet reassuring at the same time.

The two of you walk in silence, preferring the morning stroll instead of using ODM gear or your titan to make it back quicker. The silence made it so the two of you could think. You could make vague guesses of what she could be thinking, after all, it was a rollercoaster of emotions back at your house.

You, however, were thinking of your next plan.

You were watching the Kenny Ackerman Arc while Historia was watching the first video, and judging by the script and sunlight in given scenes, it would happen after lunch. Ackermans heal faster than the average human right? You couldn’t help but bite the smile threatening to show on your face.

Levi Ackerman

Cause of Death: Inability to Escape an Ambush Due To A Sore Ass

Don’t laugh don’t laugh don’t laugh-

You knew well enough that Levi would be able to escape, so you had no worries about that. You were honestly confident that everything would go well today since no one dies besides three (?) of Hange’s squad members.

“You brats”

You were suddenly faced with Levi, exhaustion written all over his face.

“Where were you two?!”

You blink, hand going up to point in the direction of your house. “At my place, did something happen?”, you ask. Levi sighs, putting his hands on his waist. “You and Historia were gone when I woke up, you, a shifter, and Historia, someone we should be keeping safe and under wraps, what was I supposed to think happened when I couldn’t find you two anywhere?!”, he exasperates. 

“I woke up the others and Sasha found the backdoor opened, what the hell were we supposed to think when there wasn’t a trace of you anywhere?!”, he sighs, walking back to the cabin to which you and Historia followed behind, a bit ashamed and guilty for making everyone worry. 

“Y/N!”

You were suddenly tackled to the ground, the weight of two, maybe three people on top of you knocking the air out of your lungs. You tried to see who it was, but your face was covered with hair, making it so all you could see was darkness. 

“Are you alright?!”

“Where were you?!”

“Are you hurt?”

You could make out Jean and Sasha’s voice, but the last one was much softer. 

“Mikasa?”, you could catch a glance of her face. A lamp was suddenly placed next to you. Connie and Armin stood next to you, relieved expressions on their faces.

“You had us worried sick there”, Connie sighs. Armin nods, but a somewhat softened smile was on his face. Armin and Connie accompanied Historia back into the house. You were happy to see everyone, and it wasn’t until Jean began getting up that you felt someone’s thigh rub against your crotch.

You were able to suppress the shocked gasp but it was clear to you and whoever was on top of you that the two of you knew that it happened. 

As soon as you felt the second body get up from the pile, you sat up, causing the third person to fall onto your lap. You blinked, finally being able to see clearly. 

“Mikasa?”

She gives you a neutral expression. “Are you alright?”

You nod, smiling. The two of you get up, and there was a moment of pause where the two of you just stared at each other before the two of you began walking back. The awkward tension faded away when you heard her mutter something beneath her breath.

“Hm?”

“I’m sorry”

You lick your lips. “For what?”, you ask, knowing full well what she was apologizing for. But, you were never one to just pass up the perfect opportunity to tease.

Mikasa’s fingers twitch.

“For, y-you know, falling on you, I was going to check on you then Sasha and Jean just came running and I didn’t see them-”, her voice was shaky and it made you worried. 

“Hey hey, I’m not like, mad or anything, I’m fine, see?”, you smile playfully and spread your arms. Mikasa looks at you before nodding, seemingly less tense. 

It was weird. 

Mikasa wasn’t one to be so… open, with her emotions or anxiety or anything of the sort. She only ever expressed those things when it came to Eren and Armin. You throw an arm over her shoulder, a habit you’ve grown to do whenever you were walking alongside somebody who was shorter or the same height as you.

You didn’t fail to notice the way her shoulders tensed. 

You would’ve retracted your arm since you didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, but, if the sudden warmth engulfing your side was anything to go by, then you did nothing but pull her closer.

“This okay?”, you ask. 

All you feel is a nod against your shoulder, partnered with a small and barely audible ‘mhm’.

-

The relief that passed through your body when you all stood on a cliff far away from the cabin was refreshing. You breathed a heavy sigh, glad that everything was going according to the timeline.

“The government’s asking us to hand over Eren and Historia”

Everyone gasps.

Levi looks to you. “But that also means that they haven’t caught wind of you”

That catches your attention. “Does that mean...”, Levi nods. “Erwin wants to keep you and your abilities a secret from the government, if things go to shit and we lose you as well, it’s a dead-end, for all of us”, he says, and you nod.

You breathed, mentally preparing yourself for the shitload of things to come today.

-

“How are things looking?”

“It won’t be too long until Armin’s disguise is revealed, and I feel bad for him”, the last part was said with worry. Levi nods. “I see”, he says, remorse filling his body, mind filling with mental images of what these disgusting men could be doing.

“How’s your leg?”, Mikasa asks. 

Levi holds his knee. “I can move well enough. It’s not that bad”, he says.

He holds back the urge to make a snarky comment about you as he felt the very dull ache in his ass.

You gave him painkillers before you set off, and he took it without much argument. In reality, he was just being a big baby about it. The concept of Levi purposely faking pain just to make you feel bad was fucking hilarious.

It had been technically more than 48 hours since you fucked, he had well enough time to rest.

In short, he was fine. 

More than fine.

Just, a really big fucking brat.

You sat next to Mikasa, holding her hand as she silently sulked.

It was a couple of hours after Eren and Historia’s kidnapping.

Words couldn’t describe how relieved you were, seeing everybody okay. Just because you knew of the outcomes of different arcs, doesn’t mean the anxiety that you got every time you doubted that things could change wasn’t there.

You sat quietly, listening to Levi give Armin a solid sprinkle of reality. Everyone seemed solemn, the idea of killing people still not fully sinking in. It made your heart hurt. You felt Mikasa squeeze your hand, and you felt Jean lean against you. 

“It’s okay”, you suddenly say out loud. 

Everyone looks at you.

You give them a reassuring smile, and you felt your hands squeeze Mikasa’s hand and Jean’s knee. “Everything will be okay”, you respond, meeting all of their confused glances, which eventually turned to reassured smiles. 

They just went through what was probably a huge turning point for them.

They needed the reassurance, more than you did.

“Things are only going to escalate from here huh?”, Levi looks at you.

You laugh. 

“ You have no idea ”