#Nile Dok

[violentvaleska]

𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝑬𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔

ᴏɴᴇ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʳⁱⁿᶜᵉˢˢ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ!ʟᴇᴠɪ × ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴏғ ᴍᴀʀʟᴇʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ɢʀɪsʜᴀ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴜᴛʏ ᴅᴇᴍᴀɴᴅs ғᴏʀɢɪɴɢ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀʟʟɪᴀɴᴄᴇs—ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ ɪᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ᴍᴀʀʀʏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴡᴏʀɴ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ, ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ ᴏғ ᴇʟᴅɪᴀ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴍɪsᴏ��ʏɴʏ, ᴡᴀʀ, ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ, ᴀɴɢsᴛ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ғᴏᴜʀ ғɪᴠᴇ

ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3

ᴛᴀɢɢɪɴɢ: @xiernia @cutesydemon

ᴀ/ɴ: sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜɪs ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ʀᴇϙᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ; ʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏ! ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ɪᴛ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʙʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛɪɴɢ <3 ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ ʏᴀʏ

The day you awoke to learn your fate was a somber and stormy Friday the 13th, the skies weeping in harmony with your sorrow. The gentle patter of rain against the glass mirrored the unease settling in your chest. You stirred at the sound of Pieck, your maid, bustling into your chambers with unusual urgency. Her soft hands worked quickly to prepare you for the day, yet there was a peculiar weight in her movements. You sensed it the moment she spoke; your father, the Emperor of Marley, had summoned all his children to the courtroom.

Such a request was unheard of. You had always been kept far from the political sphere, your mother ensuring you devoted yourself to gentler pursuits - art, literaturea, music - anything but the harsh realities of war. Politics, you were told, were not your burden to bear. As a woman of royal blood, your duty lay in mastering the art of grace, not war.

Even when the war’s shadow darkened your family’s halls, you were taught to turn your thoughts elsewhere. "Focus on being a good wife." Your mother had insisted. Your elder brother had echoed her sentiments with a dismissive wave when you dared to ask about the war’s toll.

You knew its history well enough. Thirty years prior, the late Emperor Kenny of Eldia had laid claim to northern Marley, sparking a bloody conflict that defined your father’s reign. Newly crowned and untested, he had held the empire together through sheer determination, a feat you privately admired. But admiration could not blind you to the suffering wrought by war; starving citizens, grieving families, cities reduced to ash.

You had voiced your concerns to your father once, but he had merely laughed, dismissing your words as the naïve musings of a girl who lived in books. That day, however, there would be no avoiding reality. Pieck laced you into a crimson gown, its rich color symbolizing Marley’s banner, and escorted you to the throne room.

“Is it about the war?” You asked hesitantly, unable to quell your curiosity.

“I believe so, my Princess.” Pieck replied, her voice low. 

“The new Emperor of Eldia has shifted the tides. Much has changed since his coronation.”

You recalled the unease that gripped you when news of Emperor Levi’s rise reached Civita, your family’s royal seat. Eldia’s forces had expanded rapidly under his command, capturing vital cities like Liberio and Salmuo. Now they encircled Civita itself, a menacing noose tightening around your empire.

Inside the courtroom, the gathering was intimate, your family alone. Your father, Emperor Grisha, sat upon his throne, his presence commanding yet inscrutable. Beside him stood your half-brother Zeke, ever composed, and your younger brother Eren, his gaze restless.

“The war has ended peacefully!” Your father announced, his deep voice reverberating through the chamber. Relief washed over you, but it was tinged with unease.

Your mother, radiant in her joy, clasped your hand. “What wonderful news, my love!” She exclaimed.

“I felt generous-” Grisha began, his tone indifferent, “-and granted him the right to declare the regions of Niedereldia and Obereldia as his own. The peasants there have long abandoned loyalty to our cause, so it is no great loss.” He dismissed the cession of territory with a mere shrug, his gaze shifting to his youngest son with a glimmer of pride.

“The Ackerman clan has offered their princess in marriage to Eren. A wise proposal, and one I have accepted, as her mother is a princess of Hizuru. This union will solidify our alliances in the East.”

The news visibly struck your mother. The warmth of her smile faded like a passing shadow, replaced effortlessly by the composed seriousness she had learned to wear over the years.

“Princess Mikasa?” Carla’s voice held a trace of disbelief. 

“She is highly sought after; I am surprised the Emperor would part with her so willingly.” Suspicion laced her tone, justified after decades of war between their nations.

Grisha’s eyes gleamed with something darker and calculated, almost sinister, as he turned to you, his gaze piercing through your passive expression.

“That is not all,” he continued, his voice low but deliberate. 

“Levi Ackerman has requested our daughter’s hand in marriage.”

The days that followed were a blur of harsh lessons and uncomfortable adjustments. You were thrust into a whirlwind of Eldian culture and history, forced to absorb the traditions of a people you had been taught to despise. Your maid Pieck tried to soothe you with kind words, but even she could not erase the whispers.

“Cannibals, wife beaters, monsters.” Piecks husband, Porco Galliard, had muttered. He had faced Levi on the battlefield and survived, earning his place as your personal guard. His accounts of the Emperor painted a chilling picture.

The first light of dawn kisses the mountains, their peaks bath in hues of gold and rose. Yet the beauty of the morning does little to soothe your turmoil, for today marks the beginning of a fate you could not escape. This is the day you would leave everything you know behind and be taken to Eldia, Paradise Island to be exact, a place that feels anything but its namesake.

“Porco-” you murmur, your voice trembling as Pieck’s delicate hands wove flowers into your hair. “What does he look like?”

Porco’s reply is sharp, his tone laced with disdain. “A small man. Coal-black hair, eyes like molten silver. Handsome, perhaps, but do not let that deceive you. Beneath that face lies a devil.”

“Porco!” Pieck chastises, her gentle features hardening as she shoots him a disapproving glare. “You will frighten her. The Emperor seeks peace, does he not? Surely he cannot be as monstrous as the stories claim.”

Her words, though spoken with care, do little to quell the unease stirring within you. Your gaze drops to the gown you wear, a garment of Eldian design, starkly different from the soft pastel gowns of your homeland. It clung to you like a shadow, foreign and unyielding, much like the life awaiting you across the sea.

The gown drapes over your weary frame, its deep forest green fabric heavy against your tired body. The neckline dips lower than your modesty allows, leaving you feeling exposed beneath its opulence. Pearls adorn the hems like drops of moonlight, while delicate elderflowers are intricately woven into the fabric; a quiet elegance that belies the unease settling in your chest.

You are to marry the devil of Eldia.

And no amount of soothing words or delicate flower crowns could silence the storm raging in your heart.

“Pieck. What if he does not like me?” 

The maid pauses, her fingers hovering over the final flower she had been weaving into your hair. Her gaze softens as she meets your eyes in the reflection of the mirror before you. “My sweet princess.” She begins gently, her voice a melody of warmth and quiet reassurance.

“How could he not? You are kind, intelligent, and far braver than you realize. Any man would be fortunate to have you.”

But her words feel hollow, distant, as if spoken into an abyss. Your fingers grip the edges of your gown, the rich fabric grounding you in a moment that feels increasingly surreal. The weight of the pearls around your neck seems to grow heavier with every passing second, much like the burden of your fate.

Porco, who had remained by the door like a sentinel, scoffs under his breath. “It is not about liking you.” He mutters, his tone blunt, though not unkind, it is clear the topic does not speak well with him. 

“Levi Ackerman is not the type to care about such things. He is a man of strategy, of war. This marriage is a transaction, plain and simple. Don’t expect affection.”

“You are an idiot!” Pieck snaps, turning to glare at him once more. “That is enough. She does not need your cynicism today.”

He shrugs but says nothing further, though the truth of his words lingers in the air like an unspoken shadow.

Your reflection stares back at you; a pale, trembling figure adorned in splendor that feels ill-suited to the fear gnawing at your core. You press a hand to your chest, trying to calm the storm within. 

“If he does not like me-” You whisper, almost to yourself.

“-Then what will I become in his world? A stranger? A prisoner?”

Pieck places her hands on your shoulders, her touch firm yet comforting. “You will become exactly who you need to be.” She says, her voice steady and resolute. “You are stronger than you think, and you will find your place, no matter where you go.”

The words offer a flicker of solace, but it is fleeting, like the delicate petals of the flowers in your hair. 

An hour later, the moment you had dreaded more than any other arrives; the time to bid farewell to your family. You had clung to the faint hope that they might accompany you, even partway, to this foreign land that would soon become your prison, your new home. But no such mercy would be granted.

The grand hall feels colder than usual, its towering stone pillars casting long shadows as the sun struggles to pierce the gray clouds outside. Your father stands before you, as composed as ever, the weight of his crown seeming lighter on his head than the emotions etched into your heart.

“This is a necessary step, my daughter.” Emperor Grisha says, his tone measured, almost distant. 

“You carry the honor of Marley on your shoulders now. Do not forget it.”

You lower your gaze, unwilling to meet his eyes. The words feel more like an order than a farewell, and they echo in your mind with a hollow finality.

Your mother steps forward, her usual grace tinged with a faint tremor in her hands. She clasps your face between her palms, her touch warm yet fragile. 

“Be strong, my love.” she murmurs, her voice soft enough for only you to hear. 

“Remember everything I have taught you. An empress must learn to endure.”

Her words are meant to be comforting, but they only deepen the ache in your chest. You long to embrace her, to plead for her to come with you, but the unspoken rules of royalty bind you as tightly as the pearls around your neck.

Zeke is next, his expression unreadable as he places a hand on your shoulder. 

“Do what is expected of you.” He says simply, his words devoid of warmth or cruelty. 

“And remember, this alliance benefits us all.”

Eren lingers behind him, his jaw tight and his fists clenched. He looks at you with something that resembles guilt, though he says nothing. Instead, he presses a small, folded piece of parchment into your hand as he steps past you, a fleeting gesture that goes unnoticed by the others. He has always been a wrack of emotions, especially now that he has been forced into a marriage quite like yourself, yet your fades part like worlds. You do not unfold the parchment, not yet.

The final blow comes when Pieck steps forward, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. 

“I cannot go with you, my Princess.” She whispers, her voice cracking.

Her absence hits you harder than you expect. She had been your constant companion, your solace in the storm. And now, even she would be left behind. You hug and kiss her goodbye, wave at your family one last time before Porco leads you to the gates. 

The carriage ride to the port of Liberio feels endless, each jolt of the wheels carving another piece of your resolve. The air is heavy with the scent of salt, mingling with the faint metallic tang of rain-soaked earth. The skies remain gray, a somber reflection of the dread pooling in your chest.

Liberio bustles with activity despite the overcast morning, its docks alive with the hum of sailors and the groaning of ships tethered to the harbor. Yet amidst the chaos, your arrival draws silence, a collective pause as curious eyes settle on your procession.

The exchange is to take place here, at the edge of Marley’s dominion. Princess Mikasa, your counterpart from Eldia, awaits you on the dock. She is a vision of quiet strength, her posture unyielding despite the biting wind that tugs at her cloak.

As your carriage slows to a halt, you catch your first glimpse of her fully. She is stunning in a way that seems effortless, her raven hair cascades like silk over her shoulders, framing a face marked by sharp, graceful features. Her eyes, however, are what capture you most. They are dark, fathomless pools, and within them, you see the shadow of a woman who has endured more than her fair share of pain.

You step down from the carriage, your trembling fingers clutching the skirts of your gown. The weight of a dozen eyes is upon you, but none feel heavier than hers. She regards you with a stoicism that borders on indifference, though you sense something flicker beneath the surface.

“Princess Mikasa.” Your voice wavers as you curtsy, the words almost lost to the wind.

“Your grace.” she replies, her tone cool but not unkind. There is an unspoken understanding in her gaze, a silent acknowledgment of the burdens you both carry.

The Eldian vessel looms behind her, its sails a dark green, much like your gown. It is a ship built for war, its design as menacing as the land it sails for. Mikasa gestures to the vessel with a gloved hand, her expression betraying nothing.

“You will take this ship to Paradise.” She says simply. Her voice is low, steady, a stark contrast to the storm churning within you.

As the sailors begin transferring your belongings to the ship, Mikasa steps closer, her gaze never wavering from yours. For a moment, you think she might offer words of encouragement or advice, but instead, she leans in, her voice barely audible.

“Do not let him irritate you. My cousin can be a cold man and can get burdensome at times.” She whispers. Her words are a warning, sharp and deliberate, cutting through the cold wind like a blade.

Before you can respond, she steps back, her stoic mask firmly in place. The exchange is complete, and without another word, Mikasa boards the carriage that once carried you here, her figure retreating into the distance like a fading dream.

You stand frozen at the edge of the dock, the ship towering behind you, its gangplank like a bridge to another life. Porco appears at your side, his expression as unreadable as ever.

“It’s time.” He mutters, his tone gruff yet tinged with something you dare to interpret as concern.

With a deep breath, you gather the fragments of your courage and ascend the gangplank. Each step feels heavier than the last, the weight of your father’s expectations, your mother’s whispered hopes, and Mikasa’s parting words pressing down upon you.

The deck is stark, its wooden boards slick with rain. Sailors move around you with practiced efficiency, their murmurs barely audible over the creak of the ship and the crash of waves against the hull.

“I thank you for your service to me. Goodbye, Porco.” You lift a trembling hand, from cold or fear you don't know and to wave at the guard, your final goodbye for the day. His gaze, sharp with barely concealed anger, lingers on you for a moment longer before he nods stiffly. The pain in your chest tightens, but you force yourself to turn away, following after the Eldian captain who leads you across the deck. His anger is not directed towards you, but rather to the man you will have to wed.

“This is Sasha.” The Captain announces, gesturing to a young woman with warm, wide eyes and a gentle smile. 

“She’ll serve as your handmaid during your stay.” Sasha curtsies quickly, her demeanor friendly yet professional.

“And this-” the Captain continues, nodding toward a towering figure at your side.

“-Is Reiner Braun, your personal guard. He will ensure your safety.”

Reiner steps forward, his posture rigid and his expression unreadable. You meet his gaze briefly, noting the weight behind his eyes, but you cannot dwell on it now. The ache in your chest is growing, and the need for solitude becomes overwhelming.

“Thank you. I would  like a moment alone, if that is possible?” You manage, your voice steady despite the storm raging within.

Sasha exchanges a look with Reiner before the latter nods. “Very well, your grace. I’ll be outside if you need anything,” he says, his voice low and measured.

You are led to a small cabin tucked into the side of the ship, its interior modest but comfortable. A pair of wooden chairs flank a narrow table, and a window lets in the salty breeze of the open sea. Reiner closes the door softly behind him, leaving you to your thoughts.

The moment you are alone, your hands dive into the folds of your skirt, searching for the hidden pocket. Your fingers brush against the parchment, and you pull it free with a shaky breath. Eren’s scrawled handwriting greets you, the hurried strokes mirroring the urgency of his words.

“Be careful who to trust. We organized one of our last remaining spies in Paradise to be your personal guard. His name is Reiner Braun. If you feel your life is threatened, do not hesitate to ask for his help. Destroy this letter after reading it.”

The words feel heavier than the fabric of your gown, settling like a stone in your chest. You glance toward the closed door, your pulse quickening. Reiner Braun, your guard, your protector, yet also a spy in service to Marley. You had not been prepared for such a revelation, nor for the dangerous game you were now forced to play.

You rise from the chair and approach the small window behind it. The salty wind bites at your skin as you pull the glass pane open. Without hesitation, you crumple the parchment tightly in your hands and toss it into the churning waves below. The paper flutters briefly before disappearing into the water, dissolving into nothingness.

For a moment, you simply stand there, your fingers clutching the window’s frame. The open sea stretches endlessly before you, vast and unyielding, much like the uncertain future awaiting you in Paradise. You feel the weight of your responsibilities bearing down on you, heavier than any crown or title could ever be.

A soft knock at the door startles you, and you spin around to find Sasha standing there, your bag slung over her shoulder. Her warm smile remains, though it falters slightly as she studies your face. 

“Are you all right, your grace?” She asks gently.

You force a smile, your composure slipping seamlessly into place. 

“Of course.” you reply, smoothing the folds of your gown as you step away from the window. “I just needed some fresh air.”

Sasha sets the bag down and tilts her head, her curiosity evident. “The sea can be a bit overwhelming at first,” she says, her tone light. 

“But it’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

You nod absently, your mind still turning over Eren’s words. 

“Yes… beautiful and vast. It is unlike anything I have seen before.”

The couple of hours on the ship pass in a haze uneasy silence. Sasha’s attempts at small talk and Reiner’s stoic presence do little to soothe your apprehension. The vast, unending sea serves as a cruel reminder of how far you are getting from home, from everything you’ve ever known. Each wave that crashes against the hull feels like a heartbeat, counting down to the moment you’ll arrive in Paradise.

And then just six hours after leaving Marley, the island comes into view. Its cliffs rise like jagged sentinels, crowned with dense forests that stretch as far as the eye can see. The docks are bustling with activity, soldiers in dark uniforms moving with disciplined precision. Their sharp gazes turn toward the ship as it approaches, their expressions unreadable. This is Paradise, the home of your enemy and now your future, the main island and ruling seat of Eldia.

The gangplank lowers with a heavy groan, and the Captain gestures for you to disembark. Your legs feel unsteady beneath you as you step onto the dock, the unfamiliar ground solid yet foreign. Sasha and Reiner follow close behind, their presence a small comfort amidst the sea of strangers.

A black carriage waits at the edge of the dock, its design austere yet imposing. Beside it stands a man who can only be Levi Ackerman. He is smaller than you imagined, his stature compact but exuding an air of command that renders his size irrelevant. His coal-black hair is neatly combed, and his piercing gray eyes meet yours with a cold intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. He is every bit the man Porco described; handsome, yes, but with a presence that feels as sharp and unyielding as a blade.

Levi says nothing as you approach, his expression unreadable. His gaze sweeps over you briefly, assessing, before he turns to the carriage. 

“Get in.” He says, his voice low and clipped. There is no warmth in his tone, no acknowledgment of the life-altering union you are about to enter.

Your heart sinks, but you force yourself to remain composed. You curtsy slightly, murmuring: “Your Majesty.” though the words feel foreign on your tongue. He offers no response, simply opening the carriage door and gesturing for you to enter.

The interior of the carriage is as cold and uninviting as the man who occupies it. Levi sits across from you, his posture rigid and his gaze fixed on the window. The silence between you is heavy, oppressive, broken only by the steady clatter of hooves against the cobblestone road.

You glance at him, searching for any sign of emotion, but his face is a mask of indifference. Finally, you gather the courage to speak. 

“I… I am grateful for your hospitality, Your Majesty.”

His eyes flicker toward you, but his expression remains unreadable. 

“Save your gratitude.” He replies flatly. 

“This isn’t about hospitality. It’s about duty.” You notice the difference in accent immediately, the way he shortens his words like the common folk would. None the less they sting the same, though you try not to show your disappointment. You clasp your hands tightly in your lap, your fingers digging into the fabric of your gown. 

“Then I hope I can fulfill my duty to your satisfaction.”

For a moment, he says nothing, his gaze returning to the window. Then, almost as an afterthought, he replies, “We’ll see.”

The rest of the journey passes in silence, the weight of his words settling over you like a shroud. You had prepared yourself for many things, but not for this. Not for the cold indifference of the man who now holds your future in his hands.

When the carriage finally arrives at the palace gates, you feel a mixture of relief and dread. The palace is grand, its stone walls rising high against the backdrop of the island’s dense forests. Yet it feels more like a fortress than a home, its beauty marred by an underlying sense of menace.

Levi steps out first, his movements precise and efficient. He turns briefly, his gaze meeting yours as he offers his hand. For a moment, you hesitate, unsure if the gesture is one of courtesy or obligation. Then you place your hand in his, the contact brief yet charged with unspoken tension.

“Welcome to Paradise,” he says, his tone devoid of warmth. And with those words, you step into a new life, one filled with uncertainty, duty, and the cold gaze of the man who is going to be your husband at the end of the week. 

[leviismybby]

Erwin: "What do you guys do with your wives when you both get bored?"

Miche: "Go out on a walk or do other activities outside, recently we have been working on our garden."

Nile: "Me and Marie usually play chess, sometimes we can go out with our kids."

Levi: "Fuck."

Everyone looks at him

Levi: "The fuck you all looking at?"

Erwin: "No wonder you and (y/n) have four kids already."

[namekusi]

おじさん達のショタっ子時代

[yourlocaltrashcan657]

Ball in Sina

WARNING: mild spice scene at the end.

“A gathering in Mitras?” Levi asked as he grabbed his tea cup. “No chance.”

“When you’re from a place like the Underground, you don’t really get opportunities like this.” Y/N said. “It’s still a no though, Erwin.”

“There’ll be a great impact if both of you arrive. Humanity’s Strongest Soldiers arriving at a fancy party of higher ups will be good for the Survey Corps.” Erwin explained.

“It’s a fancy gathering, we have no interest in these things.” Levi muttered as he looked at his twin sister.

”Most of its going to be those Unicorn Pricks and that one Drunk Garrison guy.” Y/N said. “Unless we’ve been invited we’re not going.”

Just as Y/N said that, Erwin pulled out a letter from his right pocket and opened it up. Clearing his throat he began to read out a section of the fancy handwriting on the paper.

“You are allowed to bring one guest with you, whether it be a friend, partner or an acquaintance.” Erwin quoted before looking at the duo.

”That means only one of us is going.” Y/N said before leaning against the wall behind her.

”Hange also received an invitation, not so sure why..” Erwin explained, mumbling the last bit. “Hange already decided to take one of you so that all four of us can come.”

”Can’t Mike go with you?” Levi asked as he sipped on his tea.

”He’s busy with paperwork and so is Nanaba, and Gelgar, along with all of the other Captains…” Erwin mumbled. Suddenly Hange bursted into the room with the same letter in her hands.

”GOOD AFTERNOON! Hello Erwin, Y/N and Levi!” Hange happily said as she waved the letter in her hands.

”Good afternoon Hange.” Erwin formally greeted whereas the two Ackerman siblings stayed sat down, silently.

”Has Erwin told you about the invitation?” Hange asked happily.

”Yes, he has Hange.” Y/N answered causing Hange to grin mischievously. “Now we’ll just have to choose partners, but honestly I don’t care who I’ll end up with.”

”I’ll go with Levi!” Hange happily said as she turned towards him. “Hey Levi did you know-“

”No. Shut up.” Levi quickly said, shutting Hange from blabbering.

”That means you and me Y/N.” Erwin said. “It’ll be a party in Mitras so we’ll have to be formal. The party will take place next week on Sunday, a carriage will arrive at roughly 5 o’clock so we should arrive in half an hour. Any questions?”

”Just one. How did Hange get an invitation but Humanity’s Strongest Soldiers didn’t?” Y/N asked.

”I.. do not know that.” Erwin said as the trio looked at Hange, awaiting for an answer.

”Why’re you looking at me for?! I didn’t think I’d get invited to Mitras either, okay?!” Hange exclaimed.

As the week went by, eventually the time came for when the four higher ups would travel together for the party. Erwin wore a dark royal blue suit with a red tie. Levi wore his iconic black suit and stood beside Erwin in his office.

”Do you know when Y/N or Hange will be coming.?” Erwin asked as he checked the time awkwardly.

”No.” Levi bluntly said.

Suddenly the door opened and revealed the two scouts, dressed in their formal attire. Hange had worn a suit as well, claiming the suit looked to fabulous and had to be shown off. Y/N wore a black dress which flowed nicely as she walked towards them. (You can decide what it looks like)

”I-is everyone ready?” Erwin said as he quickly looked away from Y/N.

”Let’s get going already.” Levi said as he got up and saw the fancy carriage outside of the building. “The carriage is here too.”

Quickly rushing out of the building and into the carriage, they sat down and set off to Mitras. The journey was long so Erwin began to talk with Levi about upcoming expeditions whilst Hange mentioned her Titan experiments and theories to Y/N. Soon, the carriage arrived in Wall Sina, right in front of the very building in which the grand hall was located.

Stepping out the carriages, Erwin helped Y/N out like the gentleman he was before offering his arm for her to hold onto, in which she accepted.

”You look quite stunning today.” Erwin whispered in her ear as they walked slowly.

”Thanks you, you look rather… nice.” Y/N mumbled as she walked beside him. Walking into the hall, to the side was a large table in which expensive food was laid out along with sweet dishes and other grand things. There were multiple round tables which could fit up to 8 people and in the middle of the hall was nothing for it was space for guests to dance with one another, whilst a band played music in the corner of the hall.

”When you said it was fancy.. I didn’t expect this Erwin.” Y/N confessed as her hands fell to her sides.

”This is Wall Sina I guess. Even I didn’t expect it to be this luxurious.” Erwin said as he looked around before meeting eyes with Nile.

”Oh great, the thin moustache bastard..” Levi muttered under his breath.

”You’ve met him before?” Hange asked quietly for once. “You must know how much of a pain he is then.”

“I have but Y/N hasn’t, he’s a real dick alright.” Levi mumbled before turning away. “Shit, he’s coming towards us.”

”Erwin, good to see you.” Nile said as he reached out to shake Erwin’s hands. “Glad you could make it.”

”Happy to be here, Nile.” Erwin replied as he shook his hand. “Who’d you bring with you?”

”Oh just a cadet from the Military.. I see Captain Levi is with you.” Nile said as he frowned at Levi glaring at him.

”Actually he’s Hanges partner for tonight. Tonight I brought along Y/N, she’s Levi’s sister.” Erwin said as he placed an arm on he back.

”Good Afternoon.” Y/N said as she looked towards Nile and reached out to shake his hand. Blush evidently spread across Nile’s face once he saw Y/N but quickly took her hand and kissed the knuckles of her soft hands. Disgusted, Y/N slowly pulled her hand back and wiped it against the back of her dress. Erwin’s calmer look was much more annoyed as he stared at Nile, wondering what he was doing.

”We haven’t met before as it seems.” Nile said as he smiled at Y/N. “It’s nice to meet you Y/N. If you hadn’t heard already, I’m the Commander of the Military Police.”

”Nice to meet you too, we’ll see you later I suppose.” Y/N said as she looked at Erwin who simply smiled at her and looked towards Nile.

”We better take our seat now, shall we?” Erwin asked before Nile interrupted.

”Why don’t you sit with us? It’s best if there’s no empty seats at a table instead of there being multiple.” Nile said as he pointed to his table.

”Fine.” Erwin replied, still keeping his composure. The four walked towards the table and sat in the seats. Somehow, Nile ended up next to Y/N whilst Erwin stayed on her other side.

”Y/N, let’s swap places.” Levi said as he tried helping her out of the situation.

”It’s fine like this.” Erwin and Nile both said at the same time, causing them to look at each other. After a long speech, made by Darius Zachary, everyone began to chatter amongst themselves. Nile’s partner soon arrived, a disgusting smell lingering on him.

”Where'd you go?” Nile asked

”I went for a smoke. Besides, I only missed out on some boring old speech.” He said before sitting down beside Nile. “Who are these folks?”

”These are members of the Survey Corps. You remember Captain Levi and Commander Erwin, don’t you?” Nile asked. “This is Felix, he’s my partner for tonight.”

”Y-yeah yeah. Nice to see you all again..” Felix muttered as he looked away from Levi’s death stare and towards Y/N. “I haven’t seen you before. Who might a dazzling lady like you be?”

”Y/N Ackerman.” Y/N bluntly said, not reaching out to shake his hand. Watching Felix, he leaned back on his chair and smirked towards her before sipping on his wine. Much to his dismay, Erwin stared at the Military Police member before sipping on his water.

“Oi Felix, don’t you think it’s early to be drinking?” Nile asked quietly. “You already had a cigarette.”

”Relax, just trying to impress the lady.” Felix whispered into Miles ear before getting up along with everyone else and heading towards the large tables of food. Grabbing a plate, Y/N placed small portions of recognisable food and sat back down at the table. Looking up, Nile had sat in his seat whilst Felix had rushed to Erwin’s seat, moving it closer to Y/N.

”Say, Y/N-“ Felix began to say.

”That’s Erwin’s seat, so could you please move off it. Also you reek of cigarettes and onions.” Y/N said as Erwin arrived to the table.

”H-huh..?” Felix mumbled before getting up and moving back to his seat and slumping in his chair. Erwin quickly sat down beside Y/N, not caring to adjust his chair back to its regular position whilst Levi and Hange sat down together.

”So Y/N, why’d you choose the Survey Corps?” Nile asked as he cut his steak and chewed it down.

”I’m not so sure, but if I had to guess it was probably because it was my only option and also because Levi chose it too.” Y/N answered as she picked up her glass of water.

”Y’know, the Military Police has a few spaces for talented soldiers like you.” Nile replied as he smiled towards Y/N.

”Thank you for the offer but I kindly decline.” Y/N quickly said.

”Both of Humanity’s Strongest Soldiers are apart of Survey Corps which means a lot to us, Nile.” Erwin said as he smiled at him.

”I suppose so, still, the offer still stands. If you do end up moving branches, you could work beside me and some of the fellow Captains-“ Nile began to say.

”Hey Nile, how’s Marie?” Erwin interrupted.

”Marie.? She’s alright I suppose.” Nile answered. “Why’d you ask now?”

“She was one of my old acquaintances, besides am I not meant to ask about one’s wife’s condition?” Erwin asked.

”You’re married?” Y/N asked as she looked at Nile’s hand to see a silver ring. “Good for you.”

“For how long if you don’t mind me asking? Five, six years now if I had to guess.” Erwin said.

”R-right.” Nile mumbled embarrassed.

”And how’s your daughter? Heard she’s turning four soon.” Erwin admitted. “If we can, Y/N and I will drop by and see you all. You know how Hange and Levi can be so it’ll be us two.”

”N-no no it’s alright.” Nile said as he sipped on his wine. “You don’t have to visit, you must be uhm busy..”

”Erwin, what’re you doing?” Y/N whispered into his ear as she glanced back at Nile, who was looking away from them.

”Excuse us, just for one moment.” Erwin requested before grabbing ahold of Y/N’s hand and dragging her out of the hall.

”Erwin. Erwin. Erwin! What are you doing?” Y/N asked as Erwin ignored her and dragged her back to the carriage, making sure no one was around.

“Get in, we’re leaving. I’ll tell Hange to come with Levi whilst I pardon Darius for our sudden leave.” Erwin explained.

”Why are we leaving so early though? This was your idea and your suddenly switching up.” Y/N said as she stared at him and crossed her arms.

“You feel uncomfortable don’t you?” Erwin mumbled as he grabbed her chin and tilted it up. “I can tell.”

”Let’s just get going then..” Y/N muttered as she quickly rushed into the carriage. Soon, the trio arrived and sat in the carriage, riding off to the Survey Corps Headquarters. Upon arriving there, Y/N and Levi walked down the hallway together, trying not to wake up any soldiers.

”Y’know, if it wasn’t a special event that Erwin wanted to attend, I would’ve left right after making sure Nile got a taste of those filthy hands of his.” Levi whispered.

”He was revolting.” Y/N simply said before getting stopped by Erwin.

“I need to discuss something with you Y/N.” Erwin said as he placed a hand on her shoulder. Letting Levi walk off, Y/N walked beside Erwin towards his office, Erwin’s hand sliding down to her lower back.

.

.

.

“Do you know how jealous I was huh?” Erwin panted as he rested his nose in Y/N’s neck.

”E-Erwin. I didn’t-“ Y/N began to say.

”Say it again. Say my name again Y/N.” Erwin demanded as his nose moved away from her neck, and his lips were attached instead. “That’s an order.”

”Erwin.” Y/N gasped. Erwin’s hand kept Y/N’s thighs tightly wrapped around his waist as he kept her against the wall in his office.

”Who would’ve thought that Humanity’s Strongest Soldier would be so submissive, hm? Acting all tough but when daddy kisses you a dozen times, you get all weak.” Erwin mumbled before sucking on Y/N’s neck.

”I’m sorry Erwin. I really am.!” Y/N mumbled as she looked at him.

”Let’s get to bed, shall we?” Erwin asked.

[cymbel-ne]

the old men yaoi is hitting

[violentjo]

I could talk a lot about why I hate Zeke but I think what he did to Colt and Falco is enough said.

[ferociousroll]

Very specific rarepair post

❤️ Erwin x Nile❤️

(I need a lot more content of them !!🤌❤️)

[lostcauses-noregrets]

I'm so sorry I know I've asked a lot about this topic but I want to relieve myself and my curiosity. You told me before that Erwin no longer loves Mary and that she was a person from the past, so why is it that whenever Erwin sees Nile he asks about her in the game Attack "Wings of Freedom" Erwin asks about her and says "How is Mary? Before she married you she was the cutest girl in the bar", and Nile replies that she is fine and that he is crazy for choosing the giants over her. And in the drama CD of Erwin monologue "I chose the path of fighting the titan over the girl I loved" Why do I see her name repeated a lot despite her unimportance and only a childhood crush . I hate it when they make her the center of Erwin's life or his only love that he will not love after her. What do you think of my words🥺?

Sorry it’s taken me so long to answer your ask, I’m a bit slow with everything at the moment.  I know that @momtaku has already answered your ask and I agree with all the points that she’s raised.  One thing I would add is that every time Marie is brought up, the point being made is that Erwin chose to fight Titans rather than settle down and have a family. Although I think the significance of Marie is frequently overstated (see @fallenrazziel's Mary Dok Card), what is important is Erwin’s decision to give up the chance of having a “normal” life in order to join the Survey Corps and pursue his father’s dream.  This is a pretty fundamental aspect of Erwin’s character, which is emphasised in most iterations of the story. “Not choosing Marie” is convenient shorthand for Erwin’s decision, which is always highlighted as being in contrast to Nile’s, who does choose wife, marriage and family.  This in turn sets up the scenes in the Uprising Arc that @momtaku has already mentioned.

I think it’s also worth adding that we don’t really see Erwin pining for Marie. There’s never any suggestion that he regrets his decision or still holds a torch for her.  Quite the contrary, it appears that Erwin was happy to help Nile court Marie (see the Smartpass story Erwin’s Letter) and he remains on good terms with the couple (The incident of the scout’s mysterious advertisement).

Of course there is one other appearance by Marie that hasn’t been mentioned in this discussion.  I'll leave you to draw your own conclusions from this...

[dudelegushbka]

🤩🥳

[momtaku]

I'm so sorry I know this question has been asked to you repeatedly but I want to ease my curiosity. You said before that Mary is just a crush from the past, nothing more and nothing less and Erwin doesn't regret his decision, so why is it that whenever Erwin sees Nile he asks about her in the Attack on Wings of Liberty game, Erwin asks about her and says "How is Mary? Before she married you she was the cutest girl in the bar", and Nile replies that she is fine and that he is crazy for choosing the giants over her. And in the drama sir, Erwin's monologue said "I chose the path of fighting the giants over the girl I loved" Why do I see her name repeated a lot despite her unimportance. I hate it when they make her the focus of Erwin's life or his only love that he will not love after her. What do you think of my words?

Ok, let's see if I remember now to do this...

I'm at a disadvantage here because I don't know anything about the game you are referring to, specifically what portion of the manga it focuses on. But what's important to remember is that Erwin's conversation in the carriage with Nile is at the very beginning of what becomes a powerful and complete character arc. For many side materials set early in the series, his conversation with Nile and crush on Marie is one of the few humanizing characteristic about Erwin up to that point so they tend to lean into that. And since it's the only significant interaction between him and Nile, it's what is focused on. I personally don't have any issue with that.

In canon, however, Marie is mentioned exactly twice. The first is in the carriage in chapter 53:

The second is in chapter 61 after Erwin is tortured:

In both instances Erwin is attempting to appeal to Nile's love of family over his sense of duty. Erwin playing his usual 3D chess relating to the Uprising but that likely doesn't translate well into action games. It's far easier to boil the interactions with Nile down to something simple. Everyone understands crushes - no story development is needed.

I can't imagine that any game is going to focus on the later chapters of the manga where Erwin is a developed character, particular those starting in chapter 76 where Erwin provides his own insight into his youth and what motivates him. Marie isn't mentioned. Neither is Nile. From childhood Erwin's real focus was discovering the truth of the world and his father's theories, and his guilt over how having those dreams affected his friends.

Thanks for the ask. It's fun to do this once in awhile.

[grimmcheems]

Sick Armin AU relationship “chart”🐚↗️↪️🔀🔄

I love how you can tell I worked on this at different times (screaming crying). If someone looks a bit off NO THEY DONT.

I had this idea for a sick armin au like yrs ago and was gonna fully write it as a fic but never had time to and don’t now either so I have accepted that most of my writing ideas I’ll probably just draw instead into like mini comics or doodles. I’m not an expert at hospital hierarchy or dynamics so if you see any inconsistencies it is what it is.👩🏽‍🦯🗿

Yes Miché wiill be Armin’s uncle in this, does it make sense? Probably not but I don’t make the rules here. He’s also a draft dodger but don’t tell the staff🥰🫥

I also debated for the longest time on whether Levi should be a nurse or surgeon but I felt it would make more sense if he was Armin’s nurse instead of surgeon because of how I planned out the story and they will be close and Armin will miss him when he suddenly disappears.

I know half of this doesn’t make sense because the characters look different than the time the younger characters seem to be based in, so don’t pay attention to that, this was just a chart for me to get an idea of planning. 🗣️Also yes they will have wierd, cool, and fuckass haircuts because why not?!?!🗣️

I am aware that most of this will not make sense but I’m curious to know any thoughts on this. Since this is built around a modern hospital setting expect half of the crew to be afflicted with something especially when it comes to those close to Armin (excluding Eren and Mikasa). I haven’t included any other side characters yet but this is just his close network. Ik Ymir and Armin’s line is up for debate right now but do know that she and Armin will be room neighbors at some point in the story when she comes in. I don’t wanna give away too much but it is related to why her and Historia’s line is half friendship and half enemies.

Armin is my son but I’m afraid he will have to suffer greatly in this au 🥰💪🏽🎀✨🐚

Partial plot: Armin is the first to exhibit signs of what seems to be an unusual chronic disease (dawg he’s just fighting for his life so idk if chronic would really describe that but that’s the only word I can think of) that keeps him from living a normal life and he eventually ends up in custody of the hospital as there is no one left to take care of him and his health problems are far too extreme and fragile for him to be put under the care of another. Will Armin have to live like this forever or will he find a way to make himself better? After all what good could doctors be if his conditions just seem to get worse after each treatment. Is it all genetic or is there something more to his sickness? Something malicious and unsuspecting? Something right in front of him? Anyways ignore my cringe summary.

[leviismybby]

You know, I would love an OVA about Erwin's time as a normal solider before he became the commander. There is so much to his story and his character is amazing, I felt like again WIT left out a lot about him too. Like this panel right here, it made me understand Nile's and Erwin's relationship better. Marie must've been a babe tho haha.

[slipshod-sawyer]

Nile: Erwin! Your arrogance has brought hell right to our door! 😡🤬🤬😡😡😡🤬

Erwin: I know. 😐

[dont-f-with-moogles]

“Capsizing boats, fierce storms, armed soldiers and now landmines too?”

A Sunrise Without You Is Coming

Ch2: They Stumble That Run Fast

Series recap: Returning from a three month expedition in international waters, Hange’s team are caught in a devastating storm. Separated from their colleagues, Hange is washed ashore on Paradis Island; the most secretive and dangerous nation in the world.

[violentvaleska]

𝑨𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

ᴛᴡᴏ ᶠᵃʸᵉ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴇʀᴡɪɴ sᴍɪᴛʜ sᴇᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴀs ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ, ᴀ ᴘᴜᴢᴢʟᴇ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴏʟᴠᴇ, ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴘʟᴀʏ. ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴛʀᴀғғɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs: ↫ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ɴᴇxᴛ ↬

ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ʙʏ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sʟᴏᴡ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs. ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sʜʏ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ sᴏ ғᴀʀ ^-^

Commander Erwin Smith places a piece of paper on the oval wooden table as he takes a seat and watches his trusted soldiers. Section Commander Mike leans against the wall, arms crossed and brow raised, as he watches Section Commander Hange Zoë madly describe her theories to Captain Levi. The small man just rolls his eyes absently and drinks his steaming hot tea.

"The girl had a dream." Erwin speaks up, attracting the attention of the high-ranking officers.

"No shit." Levi says in a monotonous voice as he leans back in his chair, dark circles under his eyes explaining his gloomy mood. He hasn't slept again.

"In her dream, Eren Yeager enlisted for military service. The cadet corps sent me a list of the newest cadets. Yeager enlisted a week ago." Erwin tells them, watching their reactions closely. While Mike looks at him thoughtfully, Hange's eyes widen in trance. Levi pauses, the rim of his mug on his lips. "So what? She's some kind of psychic now? A medium maybe?" He sneers, his tired eyes staring at the small, shredded herbs in his tea.

"Not at all. I think he played a role in her past. Perhaps he mentioned it to her at some point. What we do know is that she saw Shinganshina fall in one of those dreams." At this point, Levi noticeably leaves out a heavy point. "She's probably traumatized" he thinks, sipping at his tea before deciding to speak.

"So she's from Shiganshina." He points and puts his cup down on the table, looking at the notes in front of Erwin.

"But how did she get out?" Mike asks, taking a seat opposite his commander, his long legs accidentally bumping into Levi, who just glares at his comrade.

"She doesn't know yet." Erwin explains coldly, handing Mike his notes.

"I want you to talk to her next. Take Nanaba with you, another woman might do her some good." Section Commander Mike agrees and reads through the paper on which all her memories of the last two weeks have been collected.

"Maybe she broke out of the psychiatric hospital." Levi offers mockingly, but his comment is ignored. Hange on the other hand gets all the attention as they jump into the air.

"I want to meet her too! I have so many questions, so many theories..." Their sentence is interrupted by the Captain, a dark look in his eyes. "Tch. Good luck with that, four-eyes. The girl can't even remember her own name."

The Commander clears his throat and gives his trusted friend a disappointed look.

"Hange, you'd only overwhelm the poor thing, she's in a delicate state." Levi bursts out laughing, earning a sideways glance from Erwin and Mike. The truth is, Levi doesn't believe for a moment that you are an innocent victim of someone else's misdeeds. He has looked behind your facade and seen nothing but malice in your eyes. The moment you recover, you're likely to make a run for it.

"As I said, her condition is no longer critical, but she is still struggling to adapt to her new situation." Erwin continues, looking around the room for confirmation.

"I was thinking of giving her a name, something to call her by. It might help her with the situation, her doctors agree with me." He explains, turning to Mike.

"Give her a few options to choose from. Not too many, it shouldn't overwhelm her." The Section Commander nods and takes the paper, folding it and putting it in his pocket.

"Anything else?" He asks, getting up and preparing to leave to fetch Nanaba.

"Don't mention what happens outside the walls. It's a sensitive topic."

Your nurse has given you a history book. She hoped you would remember some of the events written in it, but it only seems to confuse you more. Apparently, humanoid creatures called Titans ate most of humanity over a hundred years ago. King Fritz built the Walls to protect his people from the Titans and it worked, protected them until two years ago. Two Titans, different and much stronger, destroyed Wall Maria and the Titans were able to spread across the lands. District of Shiganshina. You dreamed about it last night, and you'd describe it as horrible. Perhaps those dreams were memories after all? A knock at the door made you look up, your eyebrows raised in surprise. It's unusual for them to announce their presence , and after a while of hearing nothing else, you let out a shy "Yes?" The door opens and two soldiers enter, a woman with short blonde hair and a man so tall that he almost banged his head against the door frame.

"I'm Squad Leader Mike, this is my subordinate Nanaba. Do you mind if we talk a bit?" Confused, you shake your head. "Not at all." You close the book and place it on your bedside table, gesturing for them to take the seat that the Commander usually occupies. He visited you every day, eager to know if you remembered anything new. You told him about your dreams and he just smiled and assured you that you were from within the walls. It was a comfort to know that you were one of his people. Who knows what they might do to you if you weren't. Mike offers Nanaba a seat, while he himself leans against the window frame, looking at you with fascination and a small smile.

"How would you like it if we were to put a name to your face?" he asks, surprising you. You are sure you already have one, you just need to remember it.

"A new name?" You wonder and look from Mike to the woman, feeling a little happy to see one. For the last few days you thought you were the only one, apart from your nurse.

"Yes. The Commander thought it might make you feel better to have a name to call you by." The woman answers, her voice unemotional and harsher than you expected. She embodies the typical soldier for you.

"Alright." You decide and fidget with yourself, thrilled at the idea that they might call you something other than 'the girl'. You've seen a picture of yourself in the mirror, and though you look young, you're certainly no longer a girl, but a grown woman.

"What's the first name that comes to mind?" The Section Commander asks, curiosity on his face. You take a moment to think about the name and before you know it, you blur out "Ymir".

"That's an unusual name." Nanaba comments, meeting Mike's eyes.

"But I guess if that's what you want to be called..." you interrupt her and shake your head.

"No. It's just-" You shrug, confused by the name. It doesn't feel like it's yours, but someone else's. Your mother's, perhaps?

"-I don't know. Feels wrong." Your voice is low and your head is down, Mike immediately senses your inner anguish and discomfort. He can only imagine what it must feel like to be in a constant spiral of memory and identity loss.

"It's all right, don't worry about it." He assures you, and moves a little closer, hovering over the side of your bed. The wave of your scent hits his nostrils and he can't help but like it, even enjoy it.

"If you'd like, we could give you some options to choose from." He offers, relaxing his posture and looking down at you. Feeling so small compared to him, you simply agree, wondering what they might come up with. At this point you feel rather comfortable with anything, it feels strange to be referred to by a term rather than a name.

"How about Maria? That's where we found you." He suggests, making you cringe at the thought. Nothing good happened there, it feels like you are carrying a blight with you.

"Mike." The short-haired woman glances in annoyance and rolls her eyes at her leader.

"What? I thought it was good." He shrugs, crosses his arms and dares her to come up with a better solution.

"What do you think of Faye?" Nanaba asks, smiling at your positive reaction. You think it's nice, even meaningful, because it translates into loyalty or faith. It is unclear to you, even surprising, how you know this. You're grateful for her suggestion, it's definitely a nice alternative for now.

"I like it." You confess and smile at her, finding her warm aura somehow comforting.

"See, Mike? I'm good at this!" She comments cheekily and winks at you, making you blush at the gesture.

"Sure, whatever." Mike rolls his eyes and leans against your hospital bed, seemingly seeking comfort.

"Faye. Commander Erwin thought it would be nice for you to talk to some new faces." He explains, his arms still casually crossed to make you feel less tense.

"It might help you remember." Nanaba adds, eagerly leaning forward.

"Maybe." You shrug and wait patiently for her questions, hoping it won't turn into another interrogation.

"Do you remember anything from your childhood?" It is a simple question and you will find that you can talk about it more and more every day.

"My parents had a bakery in a village. I had three younger siblings and an older cousin who lived in a nearby town". You begin to explain, picking up a cup and gulping down the water. Your throat is still a bit sore and you find it hard to speak longer sentences.

"He joined the military, I think, and his parents died soon afterwards." You remember that day, you were about ten, and it disturbed you deeply to see your father crying like that. You don't know what happened, but you remember your aunt well, a beautiful woman with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"I don't remember much about the years after that. I think I left school when I was 14 to help my parents in the bakery." Mike listened to every word you said and pulles a piece of paper and a pen from his pockets.

"Do you remember your cousin's name?" The Section Commander asks, eager to find a new clue.

"No. But I'm sure it's an unusual name, something with a Z." You explain uncertainly, wondering if your mind is playing tricks on you. You can't even think of a male name that starts with the letter Z.

"We can work with that." Mike explains, glancing at the mocking clock on your wall.

"Training starts soon." He reminds his subordinate and prepares to leave, daring to sniff at your scent one last time, smiling happily as he does so. You look at him confused, uncomfortable with the sudden closeness.

"Don't mind him. It's normal." Nanaba waves him off and puts a caring hand on your shoulder.

"Have a good day, Faye. Hopefully we'll see more of you soon." With that, the two soldiers leave and are about to close the door when someone stops them.

"Oi. Is the girl in a chatty mood? I have some questions." You recognise the deep voice, even though you haven't heard it since the day you woke up. It's the rude soldier the Commander calls 'Levi'. He, humanity's strongest soldier, is being blasphemed by the nurses. You can't help thinking he's a bit short for a man of his calibre. The only thing you can make out is Mike muttering something in a low tone, which makes you sit up and lean forward a little. The sudden movement hurts your head and you immediately regret having been so curious. Just as you lean back into your fluffy cushions, the short-tempered Captain bursts into your room, the usual stoic expression on his young features. You've heard he's in his early thirties, something you didn't believe at first. His small frame and flawless skin make him look younger, perhaps in his twenties.

"Captain." You speak slowly, looking at him with nothing but disdain. He hasn't given you any reason to like or trust him, quite the opposite. The way he has treated you has given you a feeling of mistreatment.

"They say you have a name now." He says, running his finger over the window frame, disgusted at the way it leaves dust on his skin. Your nurse once complained about the Captain's obsession with cleanliness, noting that the only thing he seemed to fear was dirt.

"Nanaba gave me one. It's-" Levi immediately cuts you off, shushing you with his deep voice.

"I don't care." He spits with a roll of his eyes as he pulls a handkerchief from his pocket to clean his skin. You jump at the rude tone and stare at him uncomfortably.

"Then why are you here?" The question hangs in the air, a tense atmosphere making your blood pressure rise. Something flickers in Captain Levi's eyes, a dangerous gleam you last saw the day you woke up.

"You still don't remember how you got out." He says slowly, his grey eyes locking onto you.

"No." You are honest, nothing but emptiness clouds your head when you try to think about it.

"Highly unlikely, but human trafficking could be a possibility. Do you know how they mark their victims?" With a deep voice and a clenched jaw, Levi moves forward, brushing the blanket from your nervously shivering body. The cool air hits your skin, sending shivers down your spine. You are dressed in a simple woollen robe that covers your arms and ends at the calves of your legs. His action confuses you and he comes to a stop, staring at your legs with intensity. You blush, breath catching in your throat as he grabs the hem of your dress and pulls it up. A squeak escapes your lips and you move your legs away from his hand, complaining loudly that he is overstepping.

"Relax. I just need to check the back of your thighs for marks." He says it in a calm, even bored manner. You don't trust him, but you hold still anyway. Commander Erwin trusts him a lot, and even though neither man has ever given you a reason to belive their word, you do as they say, because it might help your case. They may treat you nicely now, but what if they decide to deem you untrustworthy?

Levi's hand feels cold against your skin and you can't help but look away, ashamed and embarrassed. You're sure that it's not proper for a man to see a woman's bare legs like this. The fabric of your dress rests in your lap, barely hiding your pelvis from his watching gaze.

"Lie down, raise your legs." He's patient, seeing how his necessary demands make you uncomfortable. You obey, shuddering as he reaches out to touch your flesh, examining it for the mark he believes to be there. At the same moment his skin touches yours, flashes of unknown memories hit you hard, taking you by surprise. The sides of your head ache, blinding you with pain as you close your eyes. Numerous images seem to flash past them, making it hard for you to take in what's happening.

"Oi. Pull yourself together." A harsh voice snaps you out of your trance, causing you to blink your eyes open in exhaustion. Whatever you just saw must have been in the past; dead soldiers and Titans.

"It's not like I want to hurt you."

After a few seconds, he lets go of your leg and takes a step back. Still shocked by your experience, you pull the robe down your trembling legs, covering them from his view.

"Well, at least you weren't trafficked." He says, crossing his arms, his sparkling eyes hiding his true feelings from you.

"Is there anything else you need?" Your voice is shaky, but it's definitely filled with malice towards the man. You still haven't forgotten how he mistreated you.

"Perhaps you would like to examine the rest of my body?" You ask boldly, with a subtle undertone of mockery, waiting for his reaction, hoping that you will provoke him. His expression darkens, the orbs flickering with something dangerous.

"Tch. Don't be stupid." The Captain scoffs and rests his body against the wall, relaxing his posture.

"I saw through your facade. Sure, there was a possibility that you were a victim. But now? I have the feeling you are hiding something." Levi confesses his thoughts, a hard expression on his stoic features. Until now you have always thought of him as an emotionless wreck of a man, but his face tells too much. He must be a lonely and bitter soldier, struggling with the loss of his comrades and the unknown. He sees your silence as a given opportunity to continue.

"Maybe you mean us harm, maybe you don't. I could care less. I just want to know why a stupid girl like you would leave the safety of the walls. My comrades fell for your safety and here you are, wounded and without memory." His words sting and confirm your suspicion that he cares deeply for the lives of his subordinates.

"Was it worth it?" The question lingers in the room, making salty tears fill your already mirroring eyes.

"I don't know." You confess, scratching the back of your head in shame.

"You must believe me, Captain. My memories are gone." The man doesn't seem convinced, but he just shrugs and prepares to leave, giving you one last hard look.

"Whatever. Get well soon. We can't have useless shits like you on our supplies without getting your services in return."

You don't know what he meant by that, but you'll find out soon enough.

[thena0315]

In an AU, these people were all in the same room together

Important Military Personnel & World Leaders + Ambassadors & Figures