#Miche Zacharius oneshot

[violet-fluff]

💙 Mike Zacharius x Abused!Reader

Safe In My Squad

Warning: abuse, alcoholism, trauma

Layla, your best friend, was standing in Mike's office. "Thanks again, Mike, for getting her into the Survey Corp."

Mike gives a curt nod. "I still don't see why she would want to join the regiment that is most likely to have her killed."

Layla hums in agreement. "Y/N's at a stand still being in the Military Police. She doesn't get to do much and when she does, it's really for nothing. She wants to be part of the help for humanity. Besides, I'm sure she would love having you as a captain way more than she likes having Nile as one."

A few hours later, you arrive at the Survey Corp. base and change into your new uniform. You touch the new and unfamiliar badge that was stitched to your jacket because what was once a green unicorn, is now a blue and white set of wings sitting in place.

"I like the look of this one better." You smile and perk up when you hear a knock at your door.

When the door opens, and Mike had to bend his head down a bit as to not bump his head on the top of the frame.

"Ah, I meet the gentle giant once again." You laugh and position your fist over your heart to salute.

You and Mike are familiar with each other. Often paired up when training back in boot camp. You would still see him every once in a while, when the Military Police and Survey Corp. grouped together for a meeting.

Mike gives out a quick sniff. "Didn't I tell you years ago that you'd regret joining the Military Police?"

"Everyone makes mistakes I guess." You shrug and look to the side. "Thanks for taking me in. I'm sorry with what happened to Nanaba. She was a great soldier."

Mike shivers at having to remember how his fellow squad member went down. "Yeah, well, this is the reality of being part of this brigade."

Mike then takes the next few hours to give you a tour of the base, introducing you to yours and his squad, and to help you fill out some paperwork.

"Y/N!!!!!!" Layla squeals as she watches you walk into the mess hall.

You flash a big smile when she runs up to hug you.

"Mike! You didn't tell me she was already here!"

Sitting down, Mike takes a sip of his water. "We had to get a lot done."

It’s when sitting to eat dinner, you get to become more familiar with Hanji and Levi while they ask about your time with the Military Police.

"Ah, yes! Those Military Police folk always seem like a stick in the mud!" Hanji laughs.

Levi clicks his tongue. "A bunch of assholes is how I see them."

You nervously laugh as you keep what you really went through in your mind. Layla looks at you with comforting eyes which Mike caught.

A couple weeks pass by, and you are with Mike out on the training grounds as you embarrassingly stand before him.

"I'm sorry. I'm just not good at this."

Mike shakes his head. "It's understandable. You've barely had to use your 3D gear so it might take you just a little longer to learn. You won't be going out on any missions unless I approve of it though."

He then notices one of your shoulder straps a bit loose, so he reaches out to tighten it, but retracts his hand in shock when you flinch hard and step back.

"S-sorry!" You apologize quickly as your face heats up when Mike can only stare back at you. "I'll...I'll go fix it myself!"

And you run off, leaving Mike standing there confused.

Your demeaner changes after that day. You've become anxious and you find yourself doing nervous habits like biting at your lips or shaking your leg.

Mike also notices that you don't go around him unless it’s for training or meetings. With you being a member of his squad, he had to get to the bottom of this so he went to Layla.

"Y/N is not herself lately and I know that you know why."

Layla scrunches her face. "It's not my business to give."

Mike's eyes fall flat in annoyance. "As her squad captain, it is my business to know. If it's not handled, she can get herself hurt with her head in the fog."

Layla sighs and takes a seat. "She's also afraid she'll get hurt."

"How so?"

"I guess I'll just rip the bandaid off because this is not an easy conversation..." Layla hesitates for a moment, "Y/N was getting abused during her time with the Military Police."

"Abused?" Mike sits up straighter, "By who?"

"Nile." Kayla sees Mike's face grow dark. He already hates Nile, so this is the icing on the cake. "He would um...hit her a lot, call her names, make her his personal servant."

This gives Mike the answer as to why Y/N flinched away from him that day.

"No one did anything about it?" He asks.

Kayla shakes her head sadly. "She tried to turn him in, but they just laughed and said maybe she needed to be put in her place. I wanted to help her, but she begged me not to or she would get in trouble with Nile."

Mike clears his throat. "She flinched back from me the other day. She knows I won't hurt her right?"

"She doesn't know that yet. Her trust in people isn't very high. Y/N always thinks people will end up hitting her or start talking down to her if she doesn't do a good job. She was conditioned to believe that for a lot of years." Kayla explains as Mike just listens in shock.

"Is that why she hasn't been around me lately? I know she's been upset because she hasn't got 3D maneuvering down, but I would never hurt her."

Kayla hums. "That's partly the reason. The abuse made her depressed and she turned to alcohol for a while. The addiction got pretty bad until I worked with her to get off of it. Addiction stays for life though, and she's been holding herself back from drinking it lately. That is also another reason you might see her so anxious and fidgety."

Mike thanks Kayla for the information and leaves to find you. The base is empty as everyone is in their rooms asleep, except for you. You snuck out of bed and into the mess hall.

You stand on your tippy toes to try and reach a rum bottle on the top shelf when a big hand grabs it instead.

Snapping around, you are face to face with Mike who holds the bottle up high.

“Mike?!”

He grunts. “Were you trying to get this?”

You pale as you stumble on trying to find words to say. “I-I ….I’m sorry! I-“

Mike sets the bottle on the table and you close your eyes, waiting for some sort of impact to hit your face.

You let out a shaky breathe when you feel gentle fingers glide across your cheek. Slowly opening your eyes, you see Mike crouched in front of you.

“Kayla told me everything.”

You don’t speak as his fingers touching your face are making you nervous.

He sighs. “I won’t hurt you. What they did was inhumane and they will be dealt with.”

You can only nod as you have yet to relax your tense body.

“You also don’t need any alcohol to comfort you. Come to me if you need help.”

“O-ok.” You squeak out.

Mike then takes your hands and holds them gently, but you break out into a sob and lean over to hug him.

He hugs you back tightly and sniffs your hair. This was the closest he’s been to you and your scent is lovely to him. Unbeknownst to you, Mike has always had feelings for you. He gave up on those feelings when you decided to split ways by going to the Military Police, but they would always blossom again whenever he would see you.

A few days later, you are in the washroom with Mike as you clean his hands. You gently wash over the cuts and bruises going across his knuckles, and you give him a scolding look, but he can only smile at the fact you won’t ever be hurt again.

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Armin Relationship Headcanons

Foundation (Armin x Reader) Oneshot

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Guardian (Eren x Reader) Oneshot

𓆃 Erwin Smith

Trust Me (Erwin x Assistant!Reader) Oneshot

Marriage Pact (Erwin x Reader) Part I Part II Part III Part IV

Man in Uniform (Erwin x Reader) Oneshot

Forgery (Erwin x Reader) Oneshot

Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better (Erwin x Reader) Oneshot

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Hange Zoë Relationship Headcanons

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Jean Kirstein Relationship Headcanons

Little Tea Cakes (Jean x Reader) Oneshot

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Tandem (Levi x Reader) Oneshot

The Tea Party (Levi x Reader) Oneshot

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Best Friend Headcanons with Mikasa Ackerman

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Stupid, Stupid, Emotionally Unavailable Erwin Smith (Levi x Reader x Erwin)

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Designated Dinker

Day 2 of Miche Zacharias Week hosted by @michezachariasweek is Talent. I think I may have failed at the prompt 😂. Anyways, this is between a drabble and a one shot, so enjoy!

Miche wouldn’t label himself as a professional drinker, but word around the frat traveled fast. The amount of alcohol he could put away in one night was impressive, but he liked to blame that on the fact that he was the size of a tree, or at least that’s what Erwin told him. A lot of the times he drank to simply drown out the shit music that blared through the speakers at the frat parties he attended. He just wanted to walk through one frat house that played something on his playlist. 

Much to his disappointment the next frat they walked through played worse music then the last. Erwin drug him over to the beer pong tables. Miche wasn’t drunk enough to choke down a beer, so he quickly replaced the cups of beer with cups of rum. Erwin looked at him like he was mad, and quite horrified at the fact that he would be shooting a shit ton of rum if their team lost. Miche patted his back encouragingly, which solicited a look of annoyance from the shorter man. 

“Youre the star QB, you can carry us.” Miche reasoned, missing his first shot.

“And you play soccer because your hand eye coordination sucks ass.” Erwin said pointedly making the shot. 

After taking a couple shots, Miche found himself sinking more shots then he missed. Erwin told him it was his magic number. That moment when he was just drunk enough to be extremely talented at party games. They were an unstoppable force at cornhole, and Miche was rather talented at darts when he was just drunk enough. 

After winning beer pong, Erwin drug Miche further into the frat house to mingle with some of the other frat members. Most of them were on the football team, and Miche never had anything in common with them, but he was able to converse with most people. 

Miche’s eyes flickered over to the front door when a linebacker cracked another lame ass joke. His breath practically caught in his throat at the sight of her. The Converse, the black jeans, leather jacket and the Rise Against shirt. Jackpot, he’d found just his type. Emerald eyes shined as he watched her follow a friend further into the frat. 

“You look like a cat ready to pounce,” Erwin said, watching Miche, as his eyes followed Miche’s gaze.

“Did you see her?” Miche asked, looking at him.

“Yeah, she also drives a Mustang, do what you will with that information.” Erwin said, patting his shoulder.

“Wingman.” Miche said, grabbing Erwin by the back of his polo.

“Oh come on!” Erwin huffed, as Miche pulled him to the drinks.

“Rum and coke?” Miche asked, as he casually stepped beside her at the counter.

Bright eyes looked over at him, and widened slightly as she had to crane her neck to look at him. She slowly shook her head. “Not unless I want to get fucked up.”

“Don’t be a pussy, get fucked up!” Her friend said laughing as she poured an unhealthy amount of vodka In Her orange juice.

“Fuck it…pour me one.”

Miche grinned and poured a generous amount of rum in the cup, before adding some Coke. He didn’t bother stirring the concoction, he simply grabbed the drink by the rim of the cup and with the flick of his wrist he swirled the cup poorly mixing the ingredients together. Handing the cup to her, she grabbed it and took a sip. She didn’t bother commenting that the rum had all settled to the button of the cup since he’d hardly mixed it. 

“I’m Miche by the way,” he said, sticking out his hand, and she took it. His palm engulfed hers as he shook it, and her hands felt like ice against his skin. She gave him his name, and he stored it away in his memory for safe keeping. “Your hands are cold.* He commented, as he still held her hand. 

Curious eyes flickered from their hands to his eyes as she tried to process what was happening, eyes widened with realization as a small blush dusted her cheeks. 

“So, frat boy?” She asked moving to retract her hand.

Miche let her hand go as soon as he felt her tugging away. His heart sank at the loss of contact, but quickly recovered. Determination set in as he watched her sip on her drink.

“Yeah, I haven���t seen you on campus before. What are you studying?” Miche asked, following her out of the kitchen to a wall she decided to lean against. The furniture was less than appealing. 

“Psychology, what about you?” She asked, looking up at him. 

“I’m studying law.”

A small hum escaped her lips, “brains and brawn. That’s a rare combo.”

“I’m full of surprises,” Miche said, turning to face her as he sipped on his drink. “I’d be happy to show you sometime…”

“How about we start with dinner?” She said, smiling up at him.

“Deal.”

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For the prompts thing: Couch

And if I get to choose characters then I'd be interested in Erwin and Miche interacting?

Love your work btw!

Thank you so much! I need to start by saying oh my gosh. I can’t even explain how much fun I had writing this, anon. I almost peed my pants 🤣 I have the most childish humor, I swear 😅 I hope you enjoy these two dorks. Thank you for the request! ❤️

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Erwin/Miche – Couch

“Tell me again why you ordered a couch and had it delivered to your old place?” Miche scratched his head and leaned on the doorframe of Erwin’s, now emptied, apartment.

“I assure you it wasn’t done on purpose.” Erwin explained. “I ordered it two months ago and they guaranteed it would arrive in six weeks.”

They both stared at the couch.

“Well, I guess let’s just get it out of here. You take that end,” Miche directed. They both bent down to their side of the couch and lifted. “Why did you need a new couch anyway. Didn’t you just buy the other one?”

“Yeah, the other one was great until you and Hange got that slime stain on it.” Erwin’s back hit the wall behind him. “Don’t push me backwards, I have nowhere to go.”

“The door is right next to you, we need to go that way.” Miche nudged his nose in the direction of the door.

“Back up a little, I need space to move there.” Miche backed up a little and they started carrying the couch through the door. They barely made it through when something stopped the couch from moving further. “Wait, don’t push. It’s stuck.”

“On what?” Miche tried to peek over the couch to see.

“I’m not sure.” Erwin followed the edge of the couch to see what was blocking it from moving. “It looks to be the legs.”

“Can we angle it to squeeze it through?” Miche called.

“I don’t think so. Let’s bring it back in.”

They moved the couch back in the couple feet they were able to carry it. Miche took a deep breath and looked at the couch, his hands on his hips.

“I suppose it was a bad idea to have them assemble it.” Erwin told, his hands also on his hips. Miche looked up at him, shocked.

“You had them put it together?” Miche’s eyes were wide in disbelief at what Erwin was saying.

“Yeah, just before you got here.” Erwin nodded.

“Why the fuck did you have them unwrap it and put it together when you knew we were going to move it?”

“I paid for the service.”

“Jesus, okay.” Miche rubbed his face and knelt down to look at the couch legs. “Well, we’re probably going to have to take the legs off to fit it through the doorway. Do you have tools?”

“At home.” Erwin crossed his arms fretfully, knowing they were in trouble.

“I’m assuming you mean your new house and not here.”

“That’s correct.” Miche dropped his head.

“Okay, I have some tools in my trunk.” Miche stood up. “Hang on, I’ll go grab them.”

Miche quickly ran down to his Jeep and grabbed his small bag of tools, going back up to the couch and bending down to figure out how to take off the legs. It took a good twenty minutes for them to get the legs off the couch and Erwin put them in the passenger seat of his car.

They moved back into position to get the couch through the doorway and lifted the couch up, inching it slowly through the doorway until Erwin was at the stairwell and Miche was nearly out of the apartment.

“Miche, can we switch?” Erwin asked, his foot on the first step of the staircase.

“What?” Miche leaned to look over the couch.

“I really don’t like the idea of walking down the stairs backwards.” Erwin explained. “Can we switch?”

“Why didn’t you say this earlier, Erwin!” Miche yelled. “Holy shit, I am actually going to throw this couch down the stairs.”

“Come on, you’re taller anyway.”

“I refuse to bring this thing back inside,” Miche grumbled, “You can climb over it.”

“Fine.” Erwin took off his shoes and tossed them in the apartment, stepping onto the couch with his socks and climbing down until he was next to Miche. Miche moved to step over the couch so he wouldn’t have to remove his shoes, but he couldn’t reach the ground without stepping on the couch.

“Damn it. I’m just going to roll myself.” He turned around and laid his back on the couch, trying to roll himself backwards to get to the end. He overestimated the distance and Erwin laughed as he watched Miche roll down the first two steps of the staircase. Miche caught himself, laughing along with Erwin. “Ready?”

Erwin nodded and they both grabbed their ends of the couch, lifting up and slowly moving down the stairs. With a sigh, Miche went to set the couch on the ground so they could figure out how to transport it.

“Wait! Don’t set this on the ground!” Erwin shouted. “It’s dirty.”

“You want me to just hold this thing?” Miche rolled his eyes. “How are you getting it to your new place?”

“I was going to tie it to the top of my car.”

“That seems like a terrible idea and that’s not even because your car is too small for that.” Miche laughed.

“Why won’t it work?” Erwin stared at Miche with his eyebrows drawn together.

“Do you have ropes to tie it?”

“No.”

“That’s why it won’t work.” Miche laughed, almost dropping the couch. “Let’s move it to my Jeep.”

They walked the couch across the parking lot to Miche’s Jeep and he opened the trunk and Erwin squeezed his side of the couch into the trunk and moved to Miche’s side to help him push. They pushed forward until the couch hit the seats.

“Damn, it’s too big.” Miche tried to look over the couch to see how they could make it work.

“Why is it too big? It’s nearly in.” Erwin pointed out.

“Nearly in? Half the couch is sticking out.”

“It’s not too bad.”

“You want me to drive down the highway with this thing hanging out of my ass?”

“What if we tie it?”

“You don’t have ropes! Stop suggesting that!” Miche held the couch, trying to think. “You know what? I think I have some ratchet straps under my back seat. Go check.”

Erwin went to the side door and came back with them.

“Come here and hold the couch.” Miche instructed. “Maybe if I put my seats in the back down, we can push it in further.”

They put the back seats down and were able to push the couch in a bit more and the rest was held with the ratchet straps to make sure the couch didn’t fly out the back while he was driving.

“Okay, let’s hurry up and go before traffic gets bad.” Miche climbed in his Jeep and Erwin followed behind him.

They reached Erwin’s house and started the whole process of moving it in through the doorway again. It was much easier than moving it out as the legs were already off and Erwin’s new place was a house and had a lot more space.

“Do you want me to go backwards up the stairs?” Miche asked before they started.

“Please.”

They slowly pulled the couch inside and set it back up. Legs were put on quickly and they both took a deep and satisfying breath as they looked at their work.

“It really is a nice couch though.” Miche patted Erwin’s back. “Do you have any beer?”

“Thanks. Yeah, there’s some in the fridge.” Miche went to the kitchen and came back with two, one for Erwin and one for him.

“Well I know I am going to enjoy this.” Miche smiled as he slowly sat down on the couch. “This is really—ah!”

Miche’s body was forced to bend forward as the couch folded in half and squeezed him between the back cushion and seat cushion. Miche slowly looked up at Erwin with the most intense expression of mistrust.

“The whole time, this thing was able to fold?”

“Ah right.” Erwin covered his mouth with his hand as he laughed at Miche’s scrunched up body. “I forgot it did that.”

“What the fuck, dude?”

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Note: This is Part 2 for my Happy Birthday Levi fic (also an entry to a collab) called 'Hated and Loved' and I just had to write a happy ending for both of them.

Pairings: Miche x Reader & Eruri

wordcount: 1848 // warnings: none

Event organiser: Christmas collab by @little-spoiled-brat

Helping him escape from the toxicity Zeke lived in was the start of many things she’d help Levi with. Not that she ever complained— he’s the only person in all of the people she calls friends who knew. Almost everything. But when he started cleaning her apartment with such a bored look on his face she wished that letting him be her roommate until he found a place had come with a warning. Especially when he cleaned in the morning, relaxing like a divorced mother when he took his place on the single sofa by the windows to drink his tea and judge her when she started the day at two pm.

Or the fact that she felt guilt for a week straight when he offered to cook only to tell him that the reason why she meticulously asked for ingredients he used was because of her allergies.

“Why do you insist on learning? I’m allergic to—” it was sweet seeing him so stressed in her kitchen. Sleeves rolled up, cloth tied around his forehead.

“You eat like a toddler.”

“I have taste, Levi!”

He turned the cookbook to her, showing that it was catered for her allergies. “And it’s limited to frozen chicken strips.”

“Oh shut up, asshole.”

As much as he put up such a front like that. Monotone and aloof. Never seemed to care except for himself. Spiteful. Letting everyone assume that he was one miserable asshole. She would never tell him that she heard all of his cries that he drowned out in the shower. Whispers of calling himself dirty for letting Zeke ever love him. She pretended she was asleep when the reason she woke up late was that all those nights when he cried to himself, her legs were pressed to her chest. Head rested on her knees and listened.

Listened and waited for the moment when he couldn’t stand crying alone anymore.

“(Y/n)?” She felt so much of Levi’s pain and only realised it when he stood in front of her. His gentle eyes cast towards her as if inspecting every single inch of her. Having his touch— even if it was his hand on her shoulder to stop her in the corridor of the office building, on her closed her mind of the distress. “It’s me.”

“I know,” it wasn’t a tearful reunion. Rather a mischievous one. Like cadets running to hide from Nile and Erwin, she grabbed his wrist, pulled him to the confines of an empty conference room. “Miche, Miche, Miche.” Finally, he was right in front of her like he promised when he left for wall rose with unarmed cadets.

“Woah,” was the only reaction Miche could offer. Then reached his hand out to gather her dangling legs, putting to rest in his lap as she aggressive stirred her milktea.

“Exactly.”

“And what did you do when you saw him?”

“Wanted to slice him up in pieces.”

“Because he killed me, yeah?”

“Told you we should’ve fucked before you left.” He made an exaggeration of looking around the obviously empty room and then at her. Eyebrows raised. “No. Also, only Erwin can tell us what’s in that basement, huh?”

“Except he only remembers swinging the other way and is convinced that his life flashes are

weird dreams.”

That one pulled an exasperated sigh from her. “They definitely did it.”

“I smelt it on them.”

“Woah,” she pointed the milktea his way. “I don’t want this anymore.”

“I have an idea.” He spoke into the straw, “You up for it?”

“Which is?”

Her nails anxiously drummed along the table all of the staff was gathered at earlier, waiting for Miche’s eyes to look up at her from the beanpole that was Erwin. When the last senior of the staff had left the room, Miche’s attention briefly averted to her, The go-signal. From an anxious look on her face, she mentally yelled herself to appear coy. Coquettish even and approached Erwin’s side with all the summoned confidence in the world in time to hear him say, “I should ask a local about this.”

“That I am.” From his hesitant reaction itself, she knew that she wasn’t a familiar face at all. And how he inched back the more she leaned in closer. Comedic to Miche whose height gave him the advantage to see the awkwardness in poor Erwin’s face. “If you’re interested . . .” She trailed off, angling her head to meet the shoulder she raised.

‘Cute.’

She put her hand out at Erwin, who was starting to think that she was . . . a spoiled brat. Used to the word ‘Yes’. Rejection would make you an enemy of her. “I’m (Y/n),”

“Yes, they introduced us to each other.” So, he figured he’d be stern. Giving stoic answers only. “My friend’s single he may—”

“Not me.” Miche prevented an almost failure. Lightly elbowing Erwin’s side to wish him good luck before walking off to the elevators.

“I’d be delighted to, but—”

She cringed at herself for making him visibly comfortable. And hoped that Levi would have the decency to thank her when they ever get married as she shit him a wink. Placing the menu for a cafe she planned to go. “Then I can guarantee you such a wonderful time, Erwin.”

“We should get married on Christmas.” In his head Miche believed that it was a the perfect idea. He moved to this country because of a company transfer with Erwin and not even a month, he got married. It’d be the most spontaneous thing he’s ever done— the first was deciding he’d buy time for the cadets to spread out and ended up being devoured. Her attention was on Erwin. “You’re beautiful—”

“Na!” She caught his hand in a strong grip when he reached out to hold her. “Not now—” eyebrows furrowed as she scanned the area, (Y/n) only sat down when she deemed their place hidden away enough. “It’s Levi’s actual birthday. Don’t wanna share our anniversary with him.”

“What do we do now?”

“Watch.”

“Sure is boring, huh.”

Going out for the sake of his social life had a pencil mark going through it ever since he moved in with (Y/n), being public with his relationship and automatically be getting back on his feet as if he wasn’t affected by it all was too much. Putting up a front with her already drained him too much energy. In all honesty though, in those four months, he never felt anything.

Nothing.

All that his body knew was when the sun was up he would be a human-robot. At night, the pain came in. One that called for him to wash away while sitting on the floor of her spare bathroom, staring at the wall as if it would form the face of the Commander he loved.

He knew he loved the person because he didn’t cry for Zeke having his way with his body. Levi cried because he felt as though being with Zeke was an illicit affair.

A flower-shaped pillow landed at his feet. “Please!”

“You can go alone.” He spat, content with just lounging by the window to read in peace. “Are you trying to get me out on a date?”

“Maybe.”

“No.”

“Fine.” She huffed, stomping hard that her slippers made the noises he hated. Came back from the kitchen with the chinese paper calendar with the fly swatter doubling as her back scratcher pointed at his birth month. “It’s the first week of December. Let’s do something together?”

“Sure.”

“Really”

“I already said yes—” “I’m glad you said ‘yes’ I booked a table at this cafe. Said they were high-tech and . . . And, they don’t talk to you. At all. Yes, I made a reservation before I asked you.”

“You bitch.”

“Always.”

For the first time in a while, he put the effort into what to wear. Sleeves rolled to his forearms, hair combed back and wearing a perfume that wouldn’t remind him anything of Zeke. Even if it meant throwing those precious bottles away. He was ready to—“You can’t drink your feelings away in a cafe, right?”

“Heart palpitations. That’s all you get there.” She turned her engine off, coming back up with a look of confusion. “Why would you ask me that?”

“Doesn’t matter,” he stepped out of the car, immediately hit with the cool breeze on his nape.

Together they walked in silence on the sidewalk. Until she stopped to read the message on her phone. “Listen, Lev-lev. You go in.” And thrust the crumpled reservation details in his shirt’s pocket. ”Reservation’s on the paper.”

“What’re you doing?”

“Co-worker’s in the area, needs to give me something important.” Well, he could go in and ask the ingredients, Order something for her.

Table 14.

That table was theirs. “Excuse me.” He leaned face level to him to the blonde crouched on his phone. Bored. Not that Levi hated blondes because of Zeke. However, he was the sole reason why he viewed them as walking red flags.

From using his phone without ever looking up to kill the time, Erwin snapped his head up quick enough to see stars afloat in his view. Levi somehow being in the centre of it all, the aloof stare he had somehow being more captivating than (Y/n)’s coyish feigned look. “I’m sorry,” he stood up, looking round for (Y/n). It was his only option, he would’ve called her had she given her contact details. Uncertainty growing in his tone as the receipt was shown. “I have a date.”

He began patting his pants, wanting nothing else but to leave quickly. “I’m sorry, must’ve been the wrong cafe. But I met this woman and said she’d take me around the area—” Levi immediately knew. Pulled his phone out and opened to the only decent picture he has of her. All the other ones were selfies he’ll use to blackmail her. One day. “That’s her. Do you know her?”

It was perfectly in time when (Y/n) sent, “It’s a blind date, love you lots lev-lev. He thought that it was me showing up, but hi erwin. Have fun” from where she hid with Miche, happily eating her salad, knowing full well that it was Erwin who read it before Levi did.

“You should read what your friend sent you.” One, Erwin was impressed with (Y/n). Knowing what tactic to use on him. Guessed his type. Two, and he wished she came forward with the idea of a blind date. He would’ve dressed nicer.

Used his leather shoes, still sitting in a box somewhere. Following Levi, Erwin found himself sitting down again. This time with his full attention. “Levi Ackerman.”

“Your name has a familiar sound to it.”

“Sort of a celebrity.”

“Erwin Smith.” He didn’t need to look at the menu and placed an order for iced coffee.

“He drinks that much?” Asked (Y/n) concerned. “You don’t stop him, do you?”

“Suffers from withdrawal. Let’s go.” Miche stood up discreetly, pointing at the other exit.

“Where to?”

“On our own date.”

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Hi moony, can I request some plain n simple Miche fluff 🥺 you’re the best I hope you have a lovely day

hiii i’m sorry this took ages for me to answer, i struggled with figuring out what to write for this but i like what i came up with now :))

You propped your head up on your chin, zoning out completely. Your eyes scanned the room until it found who you were looking for. Miche. You watched as he laughed at something Hange was telling him, how his shoulders shook and his head was thrown back. Almost gracefully. Everything about him was like that.

“Hellooo, earth to y/n.”

“Hmm?” You blinked.

“You zoned out on us,” Nanaba pointed out.

“Oh, oops.” You shrugged as you took a bite of your food.

“What were you staring at anyway?” Gelgar asked.

“Nothing, just got lost in thought.”

“Are you sure? Cause it really seemed like you were staring at-“ You shoved your hand over his mouth.

“Don’t talk so loud.”

“Why? Do you like somebody?” Nanaba teased.

“No.” You squeaked out, face burning red.

“She does!” They both laughed at you.

“Sooo, who is it?” Gelgar questioned.

You shook your head, refusing to answer any of the questions.

A chair scraped on the ground and you heard a group of people walking out of the room. Your eyes followed them as they left.

“No. No!” Nanaba laughed. “Oh my god, you like Miche?”

“Shhh!! Tell the whole dining hall while you’re at it!”

“Tell the whole dining hall what?”

You jumped at the sound of the voice.

“Oh! Hey, Miche.” Gelgar smirked.

“Uh, hey.” He awkwardly waved, leaning over you. “I just forgot my jacket.”

You felt frozen as his arm brushed around your shoulder. Gelgar and Nana smirked at you.

Miche paused before gesturing to the door, “Uh, I’ll see you later at training.”

You waited until he was fully through the door before turning back to Nana and Gelgar with a shrug. “So what if I happen to have a teeny tiny little crush on him?”

“You know, y/n” Gelgar started casually, cutting into his food. “Maybe if you stopped staring and actually talked to him you’d have a chance.”

You groaned. “I can’t! He’s a captain and I’m just a cadet, it would be weird.”

Gelgar pointed at you with his knife. “Only if you make it weird. Honestly you have a chance, this dude is definitely single.”

“Exactly! So I’d just talk to him.” Nana encouraged.

You stood with your tray. “No, I’m fine with where it’s at and I’m not changing it.”

Before they could answer you dumped your tray and walked out the room. You stomped down to the training grounds and slumped against a tree with your eyes closed.

“Tired already? Training hasn’t even started!”

You peeked an eye open and straightened up quickly upon seeing who it was. “Oh, Captain Miche!”

“Stand down, cadet,” Miche said with a laugh. “It’s just us two, you can relax.”

You stiffly nodded, leaning against the tree once more. Miche sat next to you and looked off into the bare field where training would soon take place.

After a few moments of silence, he turned to you. “You know, y/n, I like being around you. You’re one of the more bearable cadets.”

“Uhh, thank you?”

Miche barked out a laugh. “God that sounds horrible. I meant like you work hard and you uh, nevermind..”

He trailed off and you turned to look at him fully. “And?”

Miche shrugged. “It’s not important.”

You raised a brow at how he was acting. Seemingly very flustered though you couldn’t figure out why.

He turned and you both made eye contact. You felt your face flush, but you couldn’t look away. A small smile crept its way onto Miche’s face. Neither of you said anything as time slowed and you both kept looking at each other. The smile on Miche’s face seemed to only get wider.

You finally looked away, the heat in your cheeks becoming too overwhelming. “Why are you staring?”

“‘Cause you’re beautiful.”

Your breath stuttered for a second as you registered what he had said. Never in a million years would you have imagined he’d say that.

You felt his hand on your chin as he directed your face towards his. He still had that smile on his face as he took in your flustered appearance.

His hand moved from your chin to cup your cheek and you couldn’t help but lean into his touch. You sighed contentedly and your eyes fluttered shut for a moment.

“I always thought you liked me,” Miche mumbled. “I just figured I was imagining things.”

You groaned as you pulled your face from his hands and covered it with your own. “Ugh that’s so embarrassing.”

“Wait so you did like me?” Miche asked with a wide grin.

You nodded from behind your hands. “Everyone knew it too.”

Miche laughed and gently pried your hands off, revealing a red-faced you. “Everyone except me apparently.”

You looked everywhere except him, trying not to get embarrassed all over again. Until he put his hands on your cheeks and made you look at him. “Sooo, is that what Nana and Gelgar were talking about when I came over?”

You nodded the best you could with your face being in his hands.

Miche chuckled, “I should’ve known, you three looked guilty about something.” He smiled at you before leaning in and kissing your forehead. “I swear you’re too cute-“

A loud whistle rang throughout the yard and people began streaming out of the dining hall and lining up.

Miche let go and stood, holding out a hand and helping you up. He brushed your hair behind your ear with a smile. “We’ll finish this conversation later.”

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Only for 18+ audiences! ♡ fluff // ☆ smut // !!! angst

Oneshots:

☆ Titles // 900 words

☆ Threesome (Miche x Reader x Levi) // 2200 words

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☆ NSFW Alphabet // 200 words

♡ When He is Sick // mini headcanon

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( mature ) attack on titan headcanons #1

i want to try something a little different haha so here are some mature headcanons of mine about most if not all the aot characters~

!! warning : season 1 - 4 semi spoilers for some characters

most of these i had commented in an aot spicy headcanon comment section on tiktok on my personal account so yeah haha

word count : 1160+ words

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eren jaeger :

- definitely dominate

- headboard grabber lol

- i feel like he's vocal but not too loud for the rest to hear

- praises you most of the time ( " look at you taking me " " such a good girl " )

- jealous and/or angry sex is always amazing :) ( usually will be upset if jean did something like hit on you )

- ( timeskip ) degrades you and punishes you

mikasa ackerman :

- gives me very much switch energy and vibes ( could just be me idk )

- dominantly tops you most of the time but i can see her as a power bottom

- ( because of my oneshot on her ) might use her scarf on you to " try some things "

armin arlert :

- i read that he's AMAZING at oral

- he's more submissive

- ( timeskip ) he's a little more comfortable with dominating you

- two words : praise kink

- loves to recreate the mature scenes in his books with you

- likes when you run your fingers in his hair

jean kirstein :

- ( also because of my oneshot on him / timeskip ) jean likes when you pull on his hair

- like eren , jealous and/or angry sex is amazing as well ( same thing , eren probably did something like be a little too friendly with you )

- praise/degrade kink ( kinky son of a bitch )

- aftercare is always great

sasha braus :

- food kink ( duh )

- i honestly see her as a switch .

- lines small bits of food going from your chest to your stomach and licks the spot she places the food on after eating it and goes down

- very passionate sex ( i dont really see her rough )

connie springer :

( a/n : my connie brainrot comes and goes every month and im not complaining ily my favorite bald boy )

- ( timeskip ) he's into roleplay but won't admit it

- likes to release on your stomach ;)

- kinda vocal kinda quiet ... does that make sense

- makeouts with him are elite

erwin smith :

- very romantic and passionate sex

- occasionally has his rough moments ( i feel like that's rare though sorry )

- loves pleasing you , watching you squirm underneath his touch when you make lewd faces because of him

- i think he's right handed ( i could be wrong ) so when he lost his arm , you would help relieve himself with hand jobs

hange zoe :

- the two of you experiment with new things in bed ( toys , dirty talk , etc )

- they punish you if you mess or distract them while working

- hange ties up titans , im certain they tie you up in bed too

- very dominant ( i SEE it )

levi ackerman :

( a/n : i literally am so in love with this man . everything about him was written perfectly by isayama . his life story , his skills , how he acts , amazing . sad he's not real )

- has a maid kink

- people say his a sub , but i cant really see that . i feel like he's not a sex god like some paint him to be , but i feel like he is a power bottom that will top you sometimes .

- grunts and groans a lot

- bends you over his desk in his office

- headboard grabber if he's topping you

- eye contact~

- great with his tongue ;)

miche zacharius :

( a/n : yes im adding the original ( ? ) squad leaders because i miss them </3 )

- is intoxicated by your smell

- when you ride him , he holds your hips with his strong hands

- grunts and groans quietly

nanaba :

- has a praise kink

- dominate

- moans and groans somewhat loud

reiner braun :

- puts your legs on his shoulders because he has a thing for ankles *bites lip and squints*

- ( timeskip ) gets jealous when porco is too friendly with you ( most of the time to mess with reiner ) and takes his jealousy out on you in bed

- loves holding your hips with his strong hands

- compliments you during ( " you look so good " " you're so pretty " )

- probably has mentioned for you to " marry him " or that he wants you as his " future wife "

bertholdt hoover :

- GRRRREAT ( like tony the tiger lol ) with his fingers . they are quite long

- he's shy at first , but when he gets more comfortable

- moans and whimpers very quietly

- very big , both height and ... yeah

annie leonhardt :

- radiates top energy

- skilled with her fingers and tongue

- moans quietly

- if you try to dominate her , she puts you in your place and punishes you

historia reiss :

- soft sex most of the time

- very caring and passionate

- submissive and moans softly

- i feel like she likes when things get heated the most , but wont admit it because she doesn't want to make you uncomfortable or do anything you dont want to do

ymir :

- likes to tease you before you literally break because she likes to see and hear you beg

- dominate

- groans and moans loud

- makes sure you're okay after

marco bodt :

- power bottom and switch

- moans somewhat loud

- PRAISE KING

- aftercare is amazing <3

pieck finger :

- likes doggy style ( pretty self explanatory because of her titan form )

- i feel like she's more of a submissive partner in a relationship

- i love her so much yes i do her and yelena are mwah *chef's kiss*

porco galliard :

- loves when you pull on his hair and moan his name

- if you praise him , it makes him go feral inside . he loves it .

( a/n : i feel like this is canon only because there might be some insecurity when doing things ever since reiner got chosen instead of him for paradis when he was a teen )

- he loves pleasuring you . he likes to give a little more than receive . he loves you . ( aw )

colt grice :

- loves foreplay . loves how you taste and loves how you look with your lips wrapped around him~

- since he gives off very protective vibes , he always makes sure you're okay ( " are you okay ? " " if you want me to stop , let me know ")

zeke jaeger :

- smokes while you ride him ( i dont make the rules i see it )

- praises / degrading from him are on another level ( " that's my good girl " " what a dirty whore you are " " you want me ? yeah ? beg for it , slut " " you feel so good around me ")

- grunts . a lot .

yelena :

( a/n : listen i don't chase anyone , but if she's 6'7 , blonde with a bowl haircut , trigger finger happy , and a little insane , then i'll be doing some laps )

- dominate and tops you but will let you take control when she feels like it

- her praise / degrading is on the same level with zeke

- will probably tease you with her gun when you two are with others to see what you'll do

okie i think i'll stop there . if i left out anyone , please let me know and i'll write some for them in another headcanons chapter ! :))

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May i get the word bedroom with miche with? Thanks 💜

So this became very domestic 😆 it’s also modern au and I’m not sure if it’s obvious enough in the writing. Also, this contains a lot of headcanons I have for Miche so I hope you like it! Thank you so much for the request!❤️ I really love this one.

Miche - Bedroom

Miche never really considered himself to be a sentimental guy. He liked saving small things from trips he took, times he hung out with his friends, awards, photos, and the like. He never thought he was someone to get attached to anything. That is until his parents called him and told him they were moving and he needed to clean out his old bedroom.

As he walked up the steps to his childhood room, he couldn’t help but think about it being the last time he would do it. He loved that house. That was his home. Yeah, he hadn’t actually lived there for years, but he was always comforted by the fact that it was here, waiting for him.

He turned the handle to his bedroom door and stepped inside. It was almost like walking into the past. His parents never went in there anymore except for the random times his mom would go in to dust. He planned to only take an hour to get the things he wanted to keep and the rest could be tossed, but now that he stood there, he knew that wouldn’t be the case.

Trophies and medals he won from volleyball tournaments sat on the shelves above his desk. He laughed at the trophy on the end that he won playing mini golf with Erwin and Hange. They were all surprised when he got a hole-in-one on the final hole and when given a choice between a trophy or a free game, he chose the trophy knowing every time he looked at it, he would remember how much fun they had. Maybe he was more sentimental than he thought.

The little cork board he had held pictures of him and Erwin while they were in high school, some from college. Even more photos of them when they met Hange and the summer they all housesat for Hange’s uncle who basically lived in a castle. He was definitely going to need a bigger box to take all of it.

Miche turned around and sat on his bed, sighing. He rested his arms behind him and looked around the room. His drum set was gathering dust in the corner and he wondered if there was a way he could fit it in his apartment. He noticed a small box tucked in the corner of his closet and he stood up to get it, returning to his spot on the bed to go through its contents.

It seemed like more photos of his time during college, photos of him with his dad when they used to go camping every summer when he was younger, some random plane tickets from trips he took. At the bottom of the box, were old letters and he pulled them out, carefully opening them and reading.

“Hey, are you staying for dinner?” Miche’s older sister, Amari, walked in the room. “Mom wants to know how much food to make.”

“Do you remember these?” He held up the letters and she walked over to look at them.

“Are these the letters you sent me from camp?” She took the ones Miche had in his hand and read them, smiling to herself. “You were such a baby, ‘I think Mom sent me here because we fight too much and it makes her angry. Let’s not fight anymore so I can come home. I promise to play whatever game you want when I come back. Please tell Mom.’ You really hated that place”

“I was small then.” Miche laughed. “Everyone picked on me.”

“Well things have certainly changed since then.” She handed him the letters.

“Mom! Eri’s not sharing his game.” Miche’s nephew ran into the room.

“Tell him I said to share.” She told, brushing the blonde boy’s hair back. “Did you say ‘hi’ to your uncle?”

“Hi, Uncle Miche.” The boy was half hiding behind his mom’s leg and Miche smiled at him. “I told him, but he still isn’t sharing.”

“Fine, let’s go talk to him.” She turned to leave and quickly turned back. “So are you staying?”

“Yeah, I’ll stay.” Miche nodded, standing up and grabbing the little boy’s body to put him on his shoulders. Miche laughed as the boy giggled. “Let’s go scare your brother.”

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Day 1: Cute

I am so excited to be participating in the Miche Zacharias Week 2021 hosted by @michezachariasweek​. I have an assortment of things queued up for the week including: oneshots, NSFW!, headcanons, and drabbles! It all started with a Pinterest recipe. Miche shouldn’t have been too surprised with the holiday season upon them. How hard could it be to make a pumpkin spice cheesecake? His wife was a capable chef when it came to cooking, so he was confident they would sail through the recipe with no issues. 

An obnoxious sound came from the bar top, a sound he instantly recognized as the bluetooth speaker pairing with her phone. Slender fingers quickly tapped on a soft playlist she made on Spotify. Her hips swayed as she made her way into the kitchen. Opening the recipe on her phone she propped it against the marble backsplash on the wall to view as she baked.. 

She went to work ordering him around as she dumped ingredients in the bowl, occasionally swaying her hips to the music, while she stood in front of the mixing bowl. Miche occasionally rested his hands on her hips as he watched her sway to the music. As soon as he pulled her flush against his body, she lightly chastised him to get back to work. 

“I can’t help it baby, you always look so good.” Miche hummed burying his nose in the crook of her neck to inhale her scent, as he gently swayed with her to the music. 

“You’re distracting me…” Her voice was teasing, as she let him take control.

Soon she found herself in his arms, dancing in their kitchen to a soft song that came on her playlist. A small smile tugged at her lips as Miche started to sing to her. 

“And all I can taste is this moment, and all I can breathe is your life, and sooner or later, it's over I just don't wanna miss you tonight.” 

Miche had a pleasant voice, and she could never get enough of it. She started to understand those old tails of sailors being lured into the sea by sirens. His voice was hypnotic, drawing her in as he spun her back into his chest, the cheesecake batter long forgotten as they danced around the kitchen. She could spend an entire afternoon moving across the tiled floor in her bare feet, spinning around the room, safe in his arms, listening to his melodic voice. 

The oven beeped, pulling them from their moment, signaling that the oven was preheated. Miche stole a quick kiss, wrapping his arm snugly against her waist before she slipped away to attend to her baking. He followed close behind her as her feet padded against the floor. Using his large frame to his advantage he dipped a finger in the batter quickly sticking it in his mouth to taste it. A small protest escaped her lips, as he took off, and she chased him around the kitchen. He slid easily over the marble top island, laughing at the obvious height advantage he had over her. 

He watched the wheels turn behind those fiery eyes, and he could see the determination set in them as she fainted to the side before chasing after him. After running laps around the bar she was out of breath and panting.

“Well, guess I’ll lick the spatula myself then….” 

Miche’s face dropped as he watched her saunter back to the counter where the batter was, as she went to work pouring it into the spring pan.

“Baby, we had a deal.” He mumbled into her shoulder.

She couldn’t stop the smile that formed on her face at the feeling of his stubble scratching against her skin. When she finished pouring the batter she handed him the bowl and spatula. 

“We did have a deal, and you were a very good helper.” She said standing on her tiptoes to kiss the tip of his nose, before turning to put the cheesecake in the oven.

Miche hummed as he licked the spatula, as he sat himself on the island counter. His long legs dangled as his wife went to work tidying the kitchen while the cheesecake cooked. 

“Do we have to share it with Erwin?” Miche asked, looking up at her.

Closing the dishwasher she looked up at him with a smile, and nodded as she stood between his thighs, resting her palms on his thighs.

“Yes baby, we have to bring something to your work Christmas party.”

The reminder of the party solicited a groan from him, as his head slightly pulled back in annoyance. “Do we have to go?”

“Baby, you and Erwin are partners at your firm. You’re expected to be there.” She said, raising an eyebrow at his behavior.

Miche let out and exaggerated huff. “Fine, but I’m going to be miserable the entire time.”

“Or you can drink your bourbon, and hang out with your best friend.” His wife countered, and he hummed.

“When you put it that way, it doesn’t seem too bad….”

He watched the look of accomplishment cross her face as she took the cheesecake out of the oven. Coming back she patted him on the thigh.

“I'm going to go get ready. Don’t touch the cheesecake.” she warned, before disappearing up the stairs.

Miche stared longingly at the cooling cheesecake, his mouth watering, and he found his feet taking him closer to the dessert, unable to resist the sweet scent. He glanced up at the staircase. She wouldn’t be down for at least half an hour. He could take just a little off the corner, and no one would ever notice he reasoned with himself. Especially if he smoothed the edges. 

His mouth was watering at the thought of tasting it. Opening their silverware drawer he grabbed a butter knife and looked over the cheesecake, calculating the best course of action. He decided to trim just a little off an uneven edge.

Taking the knife in hand he went to work carving a small well into the side of the cheesecake, after deciding what was on his plate was hardly enough to taste. When he took a step back he was left with a clearly misshapen cheesecake. 

“Maybe she won’t notice….” he said in a hopeful tone to himself.

“I definitely noticed.”

Her voice caused him to jump, and he turned to see her, with her arms crossed across her chest with an unamused smile gracing her perfect features.

“Well it tastes great.” He said trying to lighten the mood, and he watched the corners of her mouth try to fight off a smile, and he relaxed knowing he could get her forgiveness so easily.

She let out an exasperated sigh, as she pointed to the staircase. “Go get ready, I’ll package this up to take to the party.”

Miche nodded, kissing her cheek before disappearing up the stairs to go get ready for the party.

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The party had most of the office in attendance as they both mingled about, and Erwin approached Y/N when she was free of Miche.

“I’m sorry Y/N….” Erwin said looking at the oddly shaped cheesecake that sat on the table.

“Just remember, I blame you for introducing us.” She said with an amused smile as she patted his shoulder slipping off to get more champagne, kissing Miche’s cheek on the way.

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Stars for the drabble/headcanon 😊

First of all, thank you so much for this ask! I really had so much fun with this one 😆 I appreciate you leaving the character choice up to me because it gave me the chance to use all four of my favorites :) I hope you like it! ❤️

Vets - Stars

“We’ve been over this a million times!” Hange complained.

“Hanj, it’s confusing. Can’t you make an easier way of remembering?” Miche flipped through the packet of pages Hange passed out at the beginning of the meeting.

“It’s already an easy to use acronym.” Hange moved back to the board and pointed at the big ‘S’ written while Erwin rubbed his forehead. “S. What is ‘S’?”

Hange stood at the front and waited for one of the guys to raise their hands and answer. There really wasn’t much to this. It wasn’t a complicated concept, they even made an easy to remember acronym for them to follow, STARS. This most definitely wasn’t as difficult as when they had to learn Erwin’s Long-Distance Enemy Scouting Formation. Why couldn’t they get this?

“Levi.” Hange pointed. “What is ‘S’?”

“Subjugate.” He spoke matter-of-factly.

“No, no. The first ‘S’.” Hange corrected, moving to the board again to point at the first ‘S’ written.

“I don’t need anything other than subjugate.” He narrowed his eyes.

“This is a team formation! Erwin, please.” Hange turned to their commander. “Help me out here.”

“The first ‘S’ is swing, correct?” He frantically flipped through the pages in front of him.

“Nah dude,” Miche interrupted, “I think the second ‘S’ is swing. After we run.”

“Miche, I literally just said the second ‘S’ was subjugate. But great job on remembering ‘R’!” Hange clapped for him. “I will accept swing. Though the correct word is swoop.”

Hange turned back to the board and wrote ‘swoop’ under the first ‘S’. They took a deep breath and turned around.

“Anyone want to try for ‘T’? After we swoop, we…?” Hange waited for an answer. While Erwin continued looking for the answers in his packet, Levi took a sip from his tea. Hange turned to Miche to give him a hint. Moving their first finger in a spinning motion and mouthing ‘turn’ to him. He watched Hange closely to try and get it.

“Spin?”

“It’s a ‘T’ Miche.” Hange rubbed their temples. “It’s STARS, not SSARS.”

“I’m sorry, Hanj. I told you it was confusing for me.”

“I know. I know. Okay, let’s try this again.” Hange put the marker down and faced the group.

“Why do we need this method again?” Levi asked. “We already know how to kill titans.”

“This method has been tested and proven to increase support within a team when it comes to titan kills. We need to focus more on team kills and less on individual kills.” Hange explained. “My hope is to eventually use this method to capture a titan safely without any risks or fatalities.”

“Turn!” Erwin shouted and Hange’s eyes widened with excitement.

“That’s right!” Hange turned to the board and wrote turn under the ‘T’. “Swoop! Turn! What’s next?”

“Announce!” Erwin added. And Hange narrowed their eyes.

“Are you just reading from the packet I gave you?” Their voice became low and threatening. Erwin swallowed hard.

“No.” He closed the packet slowly.

“Alright!” Hange turned to the board and wrote announce under the ‘A’. “Swoop! Turn! Announce! What’s ‘R’? Miche!”

Miche jumped back in his chair, looking around the room nervously.

“Why are you picking on me?” He put his hand on his chest.

“Because you guessed it earlier, you idiot.” Levi stared at him.

“Ah, right! Thanks, little man.” Miche let out a sigh of relief and leaned forward, pretending to speak into a microphone. “The correct answer is ‘what is run?’”

“Great job!” Hange turned to the board again, writing run under ‘R’. “And finally, the last one, Levi?”

“Subjugate.”

“Correct!” Hange didn’t even turn around from the board. They wrote subjugate under the last ‘S’ and turned to face the men. “Swoop! Turn! Announce! Run! Subjugate! Great job guys! I really think we’re getting it.”

Hange looked at them and Miche and Erwin high fived. Hange knew that with a bit more practice, they would be able to use this technique in their sleep. They grabbed the eraser and erased the words under the letters.

“Again!” Hange leaned over the table, resting their hands on the edge and everyone groaned.

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I love this, so cute so sweet, I need more please

Day 1: Cute

I am so excited to be participating in the Miche Zacharias Week 2021 hosted by @michezachariasweek​. I have an assortment of things queued up for the week including: oneshots, NSFW!, headcanons, and drabbles! It all started with a Pinterest recipe. Miche shouldn’t have been too surprised with the holiday season upon them. How hard could it be to make a pumpkin spice cheesecake? His wife was a capable chef when it came to cooking, so he was confident they would sail through the recipe with no issues. 

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