#ODM Performance

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Students Shines Dancing to Challeya

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[odmpublicschool]

Tiny Dancer, Big Dreams!

Suhana Acharya of Grade I has wowed us all with her talent and charm!

3rd Position at the State-Level Dance Competition by Avinna Chitrakala Crowned Winner of "Didi No. 1" on Zee Sarthak — winning hearts across Odisha!

[sicksaucyspaghetti]

still levi.

levi’s hands are dirty. he’s done things he’s not exactly proud of. he’s had to fight, hurt, kill to stay alive. violence barely even takes a toll on him anymore, at least not the way it used to. it’s hard to feel anything at all when you’ve caused as much destruction as he has, when your value to others is reduced to the strength you bring to a fight.

levi knows that he is lethal — and he’s come to terms with it. after all, he’s been taught since he was a boy that whoever hits harder, whoever moves faster is the one who survives. what began as fighting for his survival in the underground became fighting for the survival of humanity alongside the Scouts. over time, levi learned it’s not that different, the underground and the survey corps; blood must be spilt, and if you are strong enough, you have some say in who’s it is. that alone is enough of a reason for people to keep you around. 

it’s hard for levi not to become too detached from himself with all the violence that’s surrounded him, with all the violence he’s created. but, there are moments, however rare, when levi can forget all the wrongs he’s committed. when levi is reminded that he is more than just “humanity’s strongest”. when levi realizes that he is still levi. in these moments, levi experiences a warming hum of peace in his chest. it’s small and gentle and if he blinks he’ll miss it — but it’s there. it’s in a hot, bracing cup of tea resting on his desk. it’s in the warmth of the sun on his face, a luxury he never had in the underground. it’s in clean sheets that smell gently of soap. it’s in the clicking and whirring of his ODM gear as he weaves in and out of the trees. it’s in hange’s crazed smile every time she discovers something new about the titans. it’s in erwin’s speech of encouragement leading up to a fight, urging him to dedicate his heart. it’s in the wide eyes of the each new cadet, who knows only to hope. it’s in the memories of isabel, and furlan, and his mother. 

it may not seem like much to others, but to him? these moments are everything. levi was bred as a weapon with a specific purpose. no one was there to care about levi beyond if he was performing well enough, staying strong enough, killing fast enough — and he always was. but small moments like these are enough to show levi that there is still a beating heart underneath his uniform. that’s he’s still levi. and that is worth more to him than all the glory in the world.

for all the destruction levi has seen — for all the destruction he’s caused — it would be easy for him to disconnect entirely from his heart. but that’s just not who he is. levi may not feel all the time, but the fact that he can even feel at all?

he’ll take that any day. because he’s still levi.

[syoish-aot]

"I Found You" - EREN/READER - REVERSE ISEKAI (part 7)

reverse isekai, time travel, memory loss

post canon

reader/eren

past eren/mikasa (but no love triangle)

word count: 1682

<- PART 6 | PART 8 ->

*****

Red flowers spilled from the hanging baskets attached to the wrought iron fence that wrapped around the upstairs patio of Niccolo’s restaurant.

Mikasa smiled to herself as she leaned against the railing, pulling one of the flowers up to her nose.

From the other side of the patio, as if he was scared that getting too close would break the mirage, Eren’s eyes followed her movements.

His breath came out in shallow exhales, watching the way the setting sun illuminated her features. 

She was so beautiful. She’d always been beautiful. No one could deny that.

Her hair (her long hair, he noted) framed her face and fell past her shoulders, tickling the straps of the red dress that wrapped perfectly around her figure. He hadn’t seen her in a dress since they were kids and it was never something so flashy. Somehow, it still suited her.

Or maybe it was this new life that suited her instead.

Eren could vividly recall the dozens of times that he’d watched Mikasa perform such a simple task, as the mundane action somehow found a way to light a fire in his stomach. Cleaning her swords, adjusting her ODM straps, tinkering with her gas chamber- he’d watch her do it, admiring the way her fingers delicately held whatever tool or object she was fiddling with. But now, with her fingers wrapped softly around a beautiful flower, he felt-

He felt… 

Honestly, Eren wasn’t sure what he felt.

And he didn’t understand why not knowing intimidated him so much.

“So…” Mikasa started, cutting off his thoughts, “Welcome to your new life.”

Eren shoved his hands into his pockets, unsure what else to do with them, as he looked away from her and swallowed a lump in his throat. “...yeah.” He replied.

Mikasa laughed to herself and looked up at the sky, admiring the way the sunset placed a silver glow around the fluffy clouds above. “You’re probably pretty confused.”

“That’s putting it lightly.” Eren scoffed before he finally crossed the patio and joined her. 

“We don’t really get it either, it just slowly started to happen,” Mikasa told him. “It’s random, but everyone’s memories get triggered by something. For Armin, it was seeing the ocean for the first time. Jean’s came back at a farmer’s market. Connie remembered everything the first time he met Sasha. And Sasha well-...” Mikasa smiled, “there’s a reason we still call her “potato girl” even now.”

“What about you?” Eren asked.

“I-...” Mikasa looked down at her hands and smoothed out her dress. “...I was different.”

Their eyes met and a lump formed in Eren’s throat. He felt guilty, somehow. Guilty for being around when all of this had been happening, but somehow remaining completely oblivious to it. All Eren had ever wanted to do was protect the people he loved, so the fact that they’d been going through so much without him even noticing made him feel like he’d let them down.

Like he’d let Mikasa down, just like he had in his past life.

“How were you… different?” Eren asked hesitantly, as if he was scared to know the answer.

Mikasa smiled before she looked down at the street below them. “In this life, we grew up together just like we had before. You, me, and Armin, just the three of us. You and Armin had no idea about our past lives but I-” Mikasa took a breath, “but I remembered everything.” She wrapped her arms around herself. “Maybe it’s another one of those Ackerman powers but-… but from the moment I could have a memory, I remembered. I remembered Shiganshina and the hill we would run up as kids. I remembered the fall of the walls. The titans. Our attack on Liberio. The Rumbling. Everything. I remembered every single piece of it and I- I remembered you…”

Eren’s breath caught. “What do you… remember about me?” He couldn't look away from her, not for a second.

This was everything he had ever wanted. Everything he denied himself from having in his first life.

This was time. Time for them to finally be together.

“What am I to you, Eren?” “Family.”

He wouldn’t let it happen again. “Mikasa I lo-”

“I remembered killing you,” Mikasa cut him off and Eren immediately slammed his mouth shut. “And I also remembered everything that happened after. The years I sat by your grave missing you, wishing you were next to me so we could sit together and watch Shiganshina grow.”

Eren looked at the flowers next to them.

The pretty red flowers that spilled over the railing, reaching out to the streets below.

“Do you remember the cabin?” Eren hesitantly asked.

“I do.”

“So then-” He looked back at her. “Then you and I- we can- now that I’m here and I’m awake and we’re in this life we-”

“We can’t, Eren.” Mikasa said.

Eren was taken aback. Mikasa had felt the same way as he did in their last lifetime, so what was different now?

“Why not?” He asked.

“Because it doesn’t work here, Eren.”

“I- What do you mean? We finally have the time, Mikasa. We can be together and you don’t even want to try!? Why not? I-... I love you. I’ve always loved you so-”

“I loved you too.” Mikasa cut him off.

“But-…” He was in complete disbelief. “But not anymore?”

“No.” Mikasa answered simply. “Not anymore.”

It flashes through his mind quickly. In weird uncontrollable blips:

A new shirt. A black marker.

Eren scowled and shook his head, thinking nothing of whatever that was. He had more important things to worry about.

“Why not?” Eren asked. “What changed?"

Mikasa took a deep breath. “I lived a whole lifetime loving you, Eren. And I spent most of it learning to live without you by my side.”

Coffee. Itchy cloth. A stale, leftover pastry.

Eren shook his head again and focused on what Mikasa was saying.

“When I came back and I was in this life,” she said, “a new life, I had already spent so much time getting over you. At that point, I just-... I couldn’t go back.”

Spaghetti. Wine. Plush couch cushions against his back.

Eren scowled. His head was swarming with meaningless thoughts. Fragments of thoughts, really. He needed to focus on Mikasa! “And you didn’t even try?” He asked.

Mikasa laughed. “No, I did. Once.”

“Once?”

“Yeah. When we were younger we were together for a bit. Nothing serious, and mostly it was just awkward. I felt like I was trying to play a part instead of being who I wanted to be. And then a few months later you-…”

“I what?”

Mikasa smiled before she took a deep breath. “A few months later you… fell in love with someone else.”

Lips between his shoulder blades. A sharp pain in his chest. And then a laugh.

Eren’s fingers dug into his temples, circling against them as the thoughts continued to swirl.

He fell in love with someone else? Someone who wasn’t Mikasa? What was the point of this new life if he was with someone else? Mikasa was the reason he had fought so hard before. She was everything to him but-

“It’ll come back to you eventually,” Mikasa told him. “And when it does, you’ll get what I mean when I say that you and I wouldn’t work.”

Eren scowled. “What if it doesn’t? What if I get my memories back from this weird life and I still want to be with you.”

Mikasa sighed. “If that happens then… then I’ll probably have to kill you again.”

“WHAT!?”

Mikasa laughed at his bright red cheeks and the expression of pure irritation across his face.

She reached up to teasingly tug his bangs, snapping him out of his moment of rage.

Eren pushed her hand away.

He had looked so serious earlier, resembling the man who had tried to end the world. But now, as he pouted after being teased, all Mikasa could see was his bratty childhood self after Carla told him to finish his chores.

“You shouldn’t joke about that…” Eren mumbled.

“It’s not a joke,” Mikasa said. “If you hurt her I really will kill you."

He scowled. “I don’t even know who she is!”

“You’ll figure it out.” Mikasa shrugged. “Like I said, you’ll get those memories back eventually. Just give it some time.”

Marker. Coffee. Spaghetti and wine.

That’s not what that was… was it?

No.

It couldn’t be.

Those weren’t memories they were just-... weird images in his head. Something he dreamed of, probably, something that didn’t mean anythin-

“Wait!” Eren called. Mikasa was half way across the patio by the time he realized she had even left.

He wanted to ask her to stay. He felt like he was supposed to ask her to say, that’s what his head was telling him, anyway; because their conversation hadn’t resolved anything! He still had so many questions for her, so many thoughts to share and feelings to bring up. But Mikasa was just going to leave him like this!? Leave him to- to do what!?

“Just let the memories come back to you, Eren.” She told him.

“What am I-...” Eren’s mouth opened and closed uselessly a few times before he remembered how to speak: “What the hell am I supposed to do while I wait for that to happen?”

Mikasa smiled as she turned around to look at him one more time.

“Follow your instincts,” she told him, “no matter which lifetime you’re in, you’ve always been pretty good at doing that.”

And then she left him on the patio alone with his thoughts.

Alone with his memories.

Alone with a strange sense of deja vu as he looked down at the red flowers that spilled over the railing onto the streets below.

A messy heart on the lid of a paper coffee cup. A hand that fits so naturally into his. The words “I love you” mumbled before falling asleep.

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[dont-eat-the-algae]

Sanderson is against animation, cause he's a coward but...

Yes, I watched and loved AoT, alright? I thought WIT Studio's animation was peak. The ODM gear sequences were fantastic, especially when they showcased Levi's skills. Take a studio with similar skills and let them have at allomancy. I just want to see it so bad. Put together a team of incredible artists and designers and just let them have at Sanderson's collective works. Can you imagine the RICH colors of Stormlight? The incredible action sequences in Mistborn? (Remember Kelsier's spin to win moment in Kredick Shaw?) None of this would look good in live action. I'd be watching real people perform super human feats it'd be boring, bland and uninspired. Plus they'd butcher the actual story in order for them to find cast members for all the different parts.

[booyakabanga]

I had an idea for a cool Levi x Reader story, where Reader is an engineer/mechanic of some sorts trying to improve or replicate the ODM gear and comes into contact with the survey corps. There she is made to watch and train with Levi, cuz duh he is the best with the gear, so she can improve the performance and quality etc.

She is also under the protection of Levi because no one knows of her talent (because only a select few people actually know how the gear works and it’d be super weird having to explain why this random young woman knows so much of the ODM gear) and Erwin the maniac gambled on her and believes she could help humanity’s fight against the Titans with her knowledge.

Her background is idk.

She could be from the underground trying to make her life easier by recreating the gear so she could complete her heist/robberies easier. If from the underground I guess she‘d be almost completely self thought.

Or

She is from above ground, even grew up fairly privileged but just has an infatuation with anything mechanical/engineered. Parents/mom doesn’t but dad just dotes on daughter and lets her do whatever, don’t approve of that and want her to be proper and ‚ladylike‘. To not raise any suspicions she acts just like that in front of her parents but sneaks out whenever she can and meets this old lady who owns a repair shop of some sorts and learns everything from her.

It could be a enemies to friends to lovers, cuz who doesn’t love that shit, with a slow burn, lots of angst and fluff.

Reader is obviously also a natural with the gear because she understands how the mechanisms work on a crazy detailed level but also has personalized ODM Gear she salvaged from wherever (she stole it from the MP‘s/maybe the old lady gave her a broken one) that she fixed up to suit her style of fighting.

I don’t know that‘s all I can think of for now. If you guys have any ideas just add to it. I have never written a fanfiction so this‘ll probably just stay like this but if anyone wants to actually write this, you have my full permission please just tag me or send a link so I can read it too ;)

[sevendeadlywhispers]

7Seals

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Chapter 10

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•Previous Chapter: Chapter Nine

•Next Chapter: Chapter Eleven

• Chapter List

• New chapters every Thursday

•Content: Levi Ackerman × OC female. Slow Burn! Canon verse!

• Word Count: 2.7k

• Warning: This content may not be suitable for all readers. If you've watched all of AOT then you will understand that the show handles heavy subjects such as abuse, racism, violence, and other heavy subjects. This fanfiction will also have the same heavy themes. Chapters with heavy themes will be marked with * at each chapter.

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The barn felt unusually quiet as I arrived early, beating even Levi to our usual meeting spot. A sense of solitude lingered, was this a consequence of my tardiness on other days?

Last night's events weighed on me, casting shadows over my tired eyes. Sleep had been elusive, and the mess hall became my refuge until breakfast's arrival. I lacked the strength to face Alexander's apologies, his attempts to sweep our....

my reality under the rug.

My ODM harness, once a symbol of freedom, became a painful reminder. Straps pressed against my bruised chest, every adjustment sending jolts of pain through my body. Alexander's violence from the night before echoed with each painful breath.

A few slaps had escalated into something more sinister. Questions circled my mind – was it safer to endure the torment within the confines of his presence, or was escape an option for me? Answers remained elusive, a puzzle I couldn't piece together in this weary state.

Levi's sudden appearance shattered my contemplation. Startled, I dropped my canteen, and it rolled away, farther and farther away from my reach.

"Erwin wants you," Levi's voice cut through the air, disrupting the silence that enveloped the barn. I couldn't bend to retrieve my fallen canteen, I had to watch it roll away. Maybe later I'll find the strength to pick it up.

"Hurry up. Come straight back here when you're done," Levi's instructions echoed, as I walked away, leaving the abandoned canteen behind.

I stood outside Commander Erwin's office, why he would summon me.? Was it about my performance? Levi's tardiness this morning added a layer of curiosity.

"Come in," his cheerful voice beckoned. He seemed to anticipate my arrival, knowing the time it took from the training grounds to his office.

"Commander," I greeted as I entered, a mixture of nervousness and curiosity bubbling within me.

"Take a seat," he instructed, and I complied, feeling a sense of unease despite knowing I hadn't committed any wrongdoing. Perhaps it was about my lax approach to training.

"How are you?" Erwin inquired, his words carrying a certain depth that left me questioning if he referred to more than just my well-being.

"Good, thank you. What about you, Commander?"

"Very well," he replied cryptically, and the atmosphere in the room only thickened.

"How's the new squad?"

"Well, I'm the only member, so good," I chuckled, attempting to lighten the mood.

"Ah yes, we will get there," Erwin remarked, pacing around the room. Then, he delved into more pressing matters.

"How do you like Levi as your captain?"

"Um, he's doing well. I'm learning a lot," I replied cautiously, sensing a shift in the conversation.

"Last I heard, you were pretty behind in skills for the squad. How's that going for you?" Erwin questioned, pinpointing the very concern that had been lingering in my mind.

"Still need work, but it's going," I admitted, though the truth was, I felt inadequate compared to Levi's prowess. The looming expectation of meeting their standards weighed heavily on me.

"Right," Erwin said, circling to the other side of his desk, where he sat down in front of me. His gaze lingered a moment longer than I'd have preferred.

"How's Alexander?"

"He's good,"

"Really?" Erwin raised an eyebrow. "He's doing okay with you on the Levi Squad?"

"Yeah, he's been really supportive, helping me with different things," I lied, attempting to paint a positive picture.

"Ah," Erwin mused, sifting through paperwork and extracting two sheets. "Then you won't mind telling me why Alexander was yelling at four in the morning." His smile persisted as he laid the papers on his lap.

I glanced at the papers and back at him. "I'm sorry, Commander," I said with a smile, mirroring his demeanor.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I guess it's best that we both tell the truth," Erwin remarked.

"The incident report is in my hands as we speak."

Why did I think I could deceive him? Erwin wasn't Levi or Alexander; he saw through facades. Rookie mistake.

"Okay, fine," I surrendered, though only halfway. I wasn't ready to reveal everything. "He got mad at me for staying up to do paperwork. He was just concerned for me."

Erwin hummed and stood up, tossing the papers into the fireplace while maintaining eye contact.

"Very well, then." His smile returned. "I wouldn't want to keep Levi waiting. Enjoy your day, Aldridge."

"Thank you, sir," I replied, grateful for the quick dismissal.

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"Iris," Levi's voice echoed through the training grounds.

I propped myself against the nearest tree, gasping for air as the ODM course left my chest throbbing with pain. Levi's call urged me to action.

"Get over here. Quick," Levi commanded, his tone brooking no delay.

He didn't want a casual stroll; he demanded urgency, beckoning me to use my ODM gear to reach him. Releasing my hooks became a symphony of stabbing sensations, each motion harder to conceal.

"Why are you wearing your ODM gear incorrectly?" Levi lifted two fingers beneath my leather straps, giving them assertive tugs.

His fingers glided over my chest as he tightened every buckle, his scowl etching disapproval into his dark eyes.

"There's no reason your harness should ever be this loose," he reprimanded, continuing to cinch my straps. "Your ODM gear was one malfunction away from leaving you hanging by the cords. These wires are very dangerous. You could have lost a limb with how lax your harness was."

In the final tug, pain surged through me. I fought against collapsing, refusing to show weakness. As Levi's eyes met mine, I winced at the pain, trying to conceal it. His fingers grazed one of my bruises, rendering me speechless. I couldn't utter a word, fearing I might unleash more than words in the captain's presence.

"It hurts?" Levi asked, confusion etched across his features.

"No, I'm fine," I lied, suppressing the pain that clawed at me.

"Then get out there and run some drills." His hand patted my head and pushed me forward.

Taking a step away, I released my hooks, aiming for the nearest tree. My body betrayed me, halting mid-air, no movement could save me now. Instead of the graceful landing, I collided with the tree with a sickening thud, a sharp pain radiating through my chest. I crumpled, unable to move, the world spinning in a disorienting dance.

The loud whirls of ODM gear above were a distant echo, my senses dulled by the impact. Strong arms lifted me, and there he was – Levi, his concerned face hovered above me, but my mind was a haze, disconnected from reality. His fingers traced my chin, shifting my face, and then rested on my neck. The contrast between his rough, calloused touch and his usual demeanor was striking. A smile played on my lips at the paradox of his gentleness against the backdrop of his harsh persona.

Above me, Levi's voice echoed, distant and muffled. I smiled, lost in the surreal moment, he seemed concerned. His eyes told a different story than his usual stoic facade.

"I don't feel good." I laughed but the laugh slowly turned into coughing. I threw my hands over my mouth as the blood spilled out of my mouth.

His concerned face quickly turned to disgust as he looked at my bloody hands.

"Yeah. I don't think I'm supposed to do that." My eyes slowly fell closed, the last thing I felt was Levi jerk my body from the ground.

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"Well, good morning, soldier," the lady greeted me in the sterile confines of the infirmary. White walls surrounded me, and a woman in a white coat stood beside my bed.

Maybe it wasn't just a bruise?

"That was a nasty fall you had there," she remarked, helping me sit up. I shrugged off the pain, laughing nervously. Why did it feel like my whole body had been run over?

"You broke a rib; it punctured a hole in your lungs. You'll be fine. Give it a couple of months, and you'll be good to go back flying around on those damn things," she reassured me, poring over some papers.

"Thank you," I said, grateful for the news.

"You know," she began, setting down the papers and fixing her gaze on me, "that rib wasn't a fresh crack."

"Ha, really?" I chuckled, attempting to downplay the situation. "Must've been out for a while."

"No, the way that fella ran in here with you, you wouldn't have had time to have bled as much as you did. You've been bleeding internally for hours, and I know damn well that fall didn't crack your rib," she stated, staring intently.

I was left speechless. What could I possibly say?

"The bruises on your stomach say otherwise."

"Being a scout isn't easy," I deflected with a laugh.

"And I know coming up with excuses ain't easy either," she retorted. "It's a matter of time till they start catchin' the lies and mixups."

"Aren't you tired?"

My eyes met her brown gaze, she looked at me in disappointment. What did she think she knew?

"You're not alone."

I remained silent as she left the room, her words echoing, a subtle offer to share the burdens. What was there to talk to her about? She took one look at me and assumed everything. How?

Levi walked in just as the nurse left, his presence filling the room. His eyes, colder than steel, locked onto mine.

"You idiot," he groaned, arms crossed. "How long did you know your rib was broken?"

I felt the weight of his gaze. Levi, usually pristine, wore the stains of my blood like a badge of annoyance. Why hadn't he changed yet?

"I didn't know," I lied, trying to hold his gaze.

"Bullshit," he spat, his eyes briefly softening as they met mine. The intensity became uncomfortable, and I broke away first. He leaned against the wall, a resigned "Tch" escaping his lips.

Levi had given up, a sight I thought I'd never witness. He looked at me again, breaking the silence, "How you holding up?"

"I'll be fine. Back in two weeks," I assured him. He rolled his eyes but concealed any disagreement.

"I already talked to the doctor," he disclosed. "You won't be ready until the end of October, shit maybe November."

I should've known they spoke, but what else had they discussed?

"I'm sorry, Captain," I mumbled, head hung low. "I understand if you want me off your squad. I'm only a liability."

"Shut up," Levi ordered. "You don't call the shots around here. You are a fucking liability, a pain in the ass. But I'm the Captain, and what I say goes."

He paused, his gaze piercing mine.

"You will become the best soldier the scouts have ever seen. I don't give a damn if you don't want to; you're on my squad now. You better enjoy your rest now because I won't be gentle with you."

Our eyes remained locked as I responded,

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Now we—" His voice was abruptly cut off by the door.

The door swung open, and Alexander entered, his gaze immediately locking onto Levi, dismissing my presence in the room.

"Alexander."

Levi's voice sliced through the tension, a rare acknowledgment that sent shivers down my spine. Levi's eyes trailed every move Alexander made, a predator assessing its prey.

Alexander's ocean eyes eventually met mine as he sidled up to my bed, gripping my hand with increasing pressure.

"Where have you been?" His feigned concern rang hollow.

"I got hurt during practice," I replied with a forced smile, my thumb grazing his hand as he tightened his grip. His dismissive response stung. "You'll be fine," he said, brushing off my discomfort.

"She's not fine." Levi interjected, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall near the door.

"I'm sorry," Alexander turned to Levi, ignoring me. "I wasn't speaking to you."

Levi's eyebrow arched, his death glare intensified.

"Seems like you forgot about our little run-in the other night. I'd leave if I were you. Erwin's not here to save you this time."

Alexander's grip on my hand loosened as he backed away, leaving the room with a cryptic promise. "I'll see you later tonight," he uttered before the door closed behind him, and Levi promptly locked it.

"What was that all about?" I questioned Levi, curiosity getting the better of me.

"None of your business," he retorted, his demeanor as stern as ever.

"Well then, I'll just ask him when he comes back later," I responded casually, shrugging my shoulders.

"Doubt he'll say something," Levi remarked, his expression unreadable.

"And why's that?" I pressed.

Levi shot me a side-eye as he pushed himself off the wall, taking a seat in the chair beside the bed.

"Okay..."

"Aye, brat," Levi addressed me. "Did you just roll your eyes at me?"

"Yeah, I did," I admitted, snapping my head towards him.

"I'll remember that," he warned.

"Go ahead, no one is stopping you," I retorted, slumping back into the bed.

"What's got you so pissy?"

I glanced around the room before fixing my gaze back on the bed. "My damn rib is broken," I said, a bitter laugh escaping my lips.

"That's your own damn fault," Levi chided. "You should have known better than to practice while being injured."

"Save it," I shot back in frustration. "Outside those walls, if you're injured, there's no relaxing and stepping out. You push through it, or you're dead."

A heavy silence settled in the room, broken by Levi's voice. "You're right," he conceded. "But you're not outside the walls. You're inside. Until then, you are going to do whatever it takes to keep you alive and well. Got that?"

"Yes, sir," I affirmed.

"You guys got it lucky up here," Levi remarked. "Not everyone has access to a doctor or medicine. Take advantage of it while you have it."

Lying in the medical room with Levi keeping a watchful eye, his words about the scarcity of medical care outside the walls echoed in my mind. Not everyone had the privilege we did. Countless citizens in the innermost parts of the wall were in desperate need.

"Hey, Capt?" I addressed him, breaking the silence. "What do you mean by 'up here'?"

"What else could I mean?" he grumbled. "The underground doesn't have shit compared to the lives above."

"Are you from the underground?" I asked without hesitation, a question that had lingered in the air for so long. Levi's reaction spoke volumes – he looked like he wanted to kill me. The words slipped out before I could second-guess myself. It was something I genuinely wanted to know, a piece of the puzzle that was Captain Levi. The rumors were varied – from high-ranking officials' son to a country town, but the most persistent was that he hailed from the underground.

"Yeah, and?" Levi replied, scanning my reaction, as if he anticipated a negative response. But I didn't care. Who was I to judge someone based on their birthplace? If anything, I felt a sense of empathy.

"Ah, so the rumors are true," I remarked.

"It's not a secret," Levi said. "It's not like it's anyone's business either."

"No, you're right. It just explains a lot," I shrugged with a small grin.

"Explains what?"

"The way you act," I said, looking at him. "But also the way you and Alexander despise each other."

"I don't despise him," Levi asserted. I gave him a skeptical look, and he huffed. "I detest him."

"That's the same thing, Captain," I laughed. "Well, it explains the ego contests."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You both act like there can only be one person from the underground up here. Y'all got some unfinished business or something?"

"The hell are you talking about, Aldridge?" Levi was starting to get agitated.

"Did you guys know each other from the past?" I questioned.

"I've never seen that kid before," Levi stated. "Why do you think we know each other? Unless you know something I don't, cadet." His face was stern.

"I thought you guys knew each other by the way y'all acted?"

Levi's eyes widened. The confusion was etched away by anger as received the news.

"Alexander is from the underground."

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[5aaliyah5]

Just A Game

Hello everyone, I recently posted about how my requests are open here on tumblr. Well here is one of my works that I wrote a few years back and I’m posting here on Tumblr.

Pairing: Hange Zoë x Reader

Word count: 4.2k

Warnings and tags: no warnings

Based on "Just a game" By Birdy

Marleyan reader X Hange Zoë

I hope you enjoy!

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I don't know where I am

I don't know this place

Don't recognize anybody

Just the same old empty face

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YEAR 851

Great things were expected of (Y/N) (L/N) from a young age. How could they not, given who and what she is.

Yes. Y/N was from Marley, an Eldian soldier, who had served her country for a long time. Almost 15 years at this point. Though that couldn't count for much, given that out of those 15 years, she had been trapped on this island for 6 years.

6 years of not being able to see her friends and family.

6 years of performing for the enemy, in hopes that there would be a better future and liberty for the people of eldia residing in marley. That she might be free from her ancestors' past.

But those hopes and dreams had been dashed almost a year ago, with Reiner escaping, Bertholdt being eaten and Annie crystallizing herself to prevent herself from being captured.

She was all that was left. She was alone.

It hasn't always been this way though. No. She had come here to be a chaperone, a sort of adult figure to help aid the young titan shifters on their journey. It's true, she didn't possess any shifting powers of her own, but she had worked with the military and knew enough about it to be able to be trusted with this mission.

(Y/N) looked in the mirror as she tuck a stray hair back into the neat ponytail she had placed it in prior, and then stared into her own eyes. She had hardly recognized herself. She was once considered a beauty back in marley- she wondered what she could have ended up doing with her life.

She loved kids, maybe she could have been a nanny to a rich family. Or perhaps married a decent person, and settled down. Maybe it was her ambition's fault that she was here in the first place. After all, it wasn't like it was her parents or anyone else who had pushed her into this position. It was her own fault.

“That's enough self loathing for today.” She says as she pulls back, and without looking at herself again, she quickly strap on her ODM gear, and makes her way out her door.

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See these people they lie, and I don't know

Who to believe any more

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But there comes you to keep me safe from harm

There comes you to take me in your arms

Is it just a game?

I don't know

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There was only one person whom (Y/N) trusted with her life, with her very soul even- They had a pull on her since she had joined the Scouts.

“Y/N!”

She turns around quickly, her eyes brightening as she spots the figure of her previous thoughts.

It was none other than Hange Zoë.

The sun from the window to their left illuminated their brown hair, and face, making them look absolutely heavenly.

(Y/N) had tried to tell herself that this was wrong. Her feelings towards them were absolutely horrid, and could get her called a traitor and killed back in marley. That didn't matter though. She knew if anyone back in Marley ever found out about her and hange, she would gladly die a thousand deaths for them.

They crossed the hallway quickly, looking around before pulling (Y/N) away from the hallway, and into a smaller, more narrow passageway off to the side, to make sure no one interrupted them.

“Hange.” (Y/N) whispered. She never whispered to them because she was afraid to get caught though, she whispered because she thought only they were worthy of her words. Her very thoughts, hell her very being.

“I missed you last night. It was rather lonely to work on paperwork without my helper.” They said, the sadness evident in their tone. (Y/N) must admit, she missed it as well. The ambiance of their room, them working on paperwork while she sorted it, it had become a domestic moment for just the two of them.

“I'm sorry. I really needed to go over some drills with my group though before bed.” True- (Y/N) had become a section commander almost a year ago, after the battle of shiganshina, and so now she had her own soldiers to look after once more. And if she was being honest, they reminded her of the kids she used to train back in Marley. The kids who had dreamed of being part of the military, much like herself, from a young age, to bring their family’s honor.

“I can't blame you. It's been busy lately, with the Marleyan volunteer soldiers here and all.” they sighed, as they pulled her into a hug, gently brushing the end of her hair with their fingers. She breathed in their scent, the familiar notes of jasmine, as she laid her head on their shoulder.

And she had selfish thoughts as they hugged her, with her face buried in their neck.

She could save them.

Only them.

Her and Hange could both escape together. Go back to Liberio, as a hero, with her partner by her side. Start a new life, quit the military, open up a shop perhaps.

What kind? It didn't matter. It never mattered, as long as she would be with her beloved.

She knew they would never go for it though. In fact she knew they would be repulsed by what her mind told her. They would call her evil, heartless, a demon. They would leave her. So she kept her mouth shut. She kept her selfish, yet calming thoughts to herself.

“My dear, we should head to breakfast.” they whispered into her ear. Almost light enough that if she hadn't always hung onto whatever they said, that she wouldn't have heard it.

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Is it just a game?

I don't know

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(Y/N) didn't want to but she nodded and let go of the grip she had on Hange. She didn't even realize that she was holding onto them so tightly, but apparently she was.

“Yes, let's go to breakfast… Before Sasha eats it all.” (Y/N) had joked as she took a step back, still keeping one hand on Hanges' arm as the both of them walked. The both of them had long since stopped receiving stares at them anyways.

She was after all Hange’s Fiance.

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Pleading eyes that break my heart

So homesick and confused

But I know I must play my part

And tears I must conceal

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But there comes you to keep me safe from harm

There comes you to take me in your arms

Is it just a game?

I don't know

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FLASHBACK: YEAR 850

A memory, from what felt like a lifetime ago, but was only 1 year ago. (Y/N) remembers it because it was before everything turned upside down. It was before so many lives were lost at the Battle of Shiganshina.

Historia had just been crowned queen and so many were celebrating. It was a turning point for the people of the walls, hopefully for the better. Someone of true royal blood was now back on the throne, and would support the survey corps efforts to reclaim Shiganshina and all of Wall Maria, which would not be easy.

(Y/N) was honestly worried for that day. Not for the fighting part, but she knew what the battle would bring. She remembered seeing Zeke, back during the sightings of titans in wall rose, and she knew she would have to pick a side, choose who she would become, and what her future held.

Glory or Love.

But for now, she focused on the brunette taking her hand, and leading her away from the celebrating crowds and drunk folk, dancing and partying. They led her to a park of sorts, that was placed inside the walls of sina, for the enjoyment of the people who lived there.

“Hange- as sweet as this is, shouldn't we be with our comrades?” (Y/N) asked, but chuckled as she asked, leading her to not sound as serious as she was being. She couldn't help it, seeing the excitement in her partner's eyes was more than enough to leave her happy.

“We can get back to them later- This is just time for me and you.” Hange didn't look at (Y/N) until they finally made it to the spot they had already pre planned to take her to.

“What's all this?”

“(Y/N), there is something I need to talk to you about, well ask you really.” Hange again avoided eye contact with (Y/N) and that started to worry her.

“Ok….?”

“I… I'm not good at this.” They breathed in a deep breath and then faced (Y/N) “(Y/N) (L/N), these past 3 years have truly been the best years of my life. We have both been through so much heartache and experienced so much sadness, but I also know that ive felt some of the most thrilling and exciting moments with you. I love you, more than anyone or anything in this world, and would like for nothing else but to call you my wife.”

Oh. OH.

(Y/N) was a bit slow but now she realized where this was going.

“I could never forgive myself if I didn't make that known now, before this happy moment is gone. So (Y/N), will you marry me?” They pulled out a small box, opening the top to reveal a simple and modest silver ring.

“Hange… You idiot-” Hange faltered before (Y/N) looked up at them with a small smile and tears in her eyes, she then threw herself at hange. “Yes. I'll marry you. Someone has to keep you safe after all”

And that moment was forever saved in (Y/N)’s memories.

Unfortunately all good things come to an end sooner or later.

It had been a week since Hange had proposed to (Y/N). (Y/N) was in the room with Queen Historia, Erwin, Hange and Levi, who were reviewing the plan to take back Shiganshina that would happen in two days. She was a squad leader after all, it would only make sense for her to also know what was happening, though if she was being honest, she had been playing with her ring the whole time.

The meeting was coming to a close, which she was glad about since she was currently hungry and would like nothing more than to grab something to eat with her fiance, before hange stopped Historia, Erwin and Levi.

“(Y/N) you go on ahead, I need to talk to them about something.”

Which confused (Y/N). And they were acting shady, but she ignored it. She figured they would tell her later.

“Ok, I'll Make sure to save you some food” (Y/N) smiled before leaving the room, and heading to the dining hall.

And sure enough, they had told her later.

“You asked for what!?” (Y/N) couldn't help but yell at Hange as they tried to explain the situation

“I asked for you to be left behind while the rest of the scouts go to shiganshina.” They stated again, calmly.

“Hell no! You are going, so I am going. End of discussion.” (Y/N) pushed on, this was not something she would drop.

“(Y/N) please listen- I'm not going to lose you. I'm not going to risk it!” Hange argued back. It was obvious neither was going to let the other decide what would happen, and so hange did what they had to.

“As your section commander, you are to stay in Trost while we go to shiganshina. If these commands are not followed (Y/N) you will be punished and handled accordingly.” Hange declared, while (Y/N) stared them down. There was no fighting with that, and so (Y/N) did the only thing she could do, she stormed out of their room, to go sleep in a different one. She couldn't share a bed with them that night.

And she ended up regretting it, in the long run.

Her refusal to sleep with hange hadn't made a slight difference. Their order still stood, and so on the day that they rode out, she was left looking out through one of the windows, watching the way their ponytail swayed as they rode away.

(Y/N) waited days for their return. Always staying near the window, working on Hanges paperwork for them, writing letters of what she was doing during the day to show Hange when they returned, And sleeping by the window, in case they came back during the night.

Finally she did see a horse.

Though instead of the expected, large group of the scouts, she saw only the small group, and her heart dropped.

That was until she noticed a familiar figure enter through the gates.

That's when (Y/N) lept out of her seat and bolted through the door, spilling her tea onto her papers in the process. Racing down the stairs through the empty building.

“HANGE!” She yelled as she reached outside, and she could see them clearly as they dismounted their horse. The bandages around their face, worried (Y/N), but she was already jumping into their arms, that they had held out for her.

“(Y/N)-” they breathed out, holding onto her for all they could. Like she was a figment of their imagination. “Let's go inside.”

“Y-yes, lets.” She agreed quickly, leading hange in as the remainder of the group unloaded their horses.

As soon as they entered their room though, (Y/N) started to cry. Too many emotions were racing through her head, as hange recapped what had taken place in Shiganshina and what they had found.

“It turns out we aren't the only ones out there (Y/N).” They said grimly. (Y/N) didn't say anything, as she looked down at the floor as they held her, more tears started to stream from her face, as she realized what this would mean.

“Im glad-” they whispered, wiping a tear from her face, before it could fall off and land on their shirt. “That you weren't there. I don't know what I would have done… if you…” They didn't need to say anymore, (Y/N) understood them.

“Hange, we were supposed to be in this together.” (Y/N) rested her head on their shoulder gently, the tears still falling. Hange combed through (Y/N)’s hair.

“They are all gone (Y/N). Moblit. Everyone under my command. They are all gone.” Hange didn't look at (Y/N) as they held her hand tightly “Please, Please don't leave me.”

“I'll be here hange. Forever.” (Y/N) reassured them “I'll always be here.”

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To keep you safe from my world

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(Y/N) laid in hanges bed. This was the usual way of things, with her moving all of her possessions (which were not very much) into hanges room. It would only make sense, given that she was there almost every day at this point, and they were going to be married.

Death had clung to both (Y/N) and hanges memories, and so now the only thing they could do was to cling to each other, in hopes that even for a few hours, they could sleep peacefully. The memories would never go away though, they would always remain. And the both of them were so accustomed to death, that they didn't even try to hide from it.

Though even as Y/N held Hange close to her, with their face pressed against her chest, hiding the side of their face where their eye was damaged, she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

They trusted her so much. They loved someone like her, so much. She had caused so many of the deaths of the people in the wall, only for her to end up in the bed of one.

Hange truly deserved better than (Y/N).

And so she had decided from that point forward, she would make sure they never knew of her past. Of what she had become. She would protect them, forever.

She would make sure that the cruelty and darkness of her past would never touch their light.

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Take my hand and my heart races

The flames illuminate our faces

And we're on fire

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FLASHBACK: YEAR 847

One of (Y/N)’s warmest memories consisted of when she was just a scout and hange was a section commander. Things were so calm back then, with the biggest concern being titans.

Things had been going smoothly for (Y/N), Reiner, Annie and Bertholdt. With the three titan shifters beginning their training and joining the 104th training corps.

Meanwhile, (Y/N) was on the right hand side of section commander Hange Zoë. Quite literally too, being entrusted to join their group and quickly rising the ranks on the scouts side, as one of the best soldiers. When people had asked exactly what had been driving her, she would always give the same dull answers:

“To become better.”

“To protect the people inside the walls”

“Ambition.”

All hollow answers that made her appear like a hero to those people who called her friend.

But then there was Hange. And they could see right through her lies- They could see her, even when she couldn't.

It had been just a simple evening, the night (Y/N) and Hange had both realized they had a special connection, the fireplace illuminating (Y/N)’s work space, as another candle burned where Hange was sitting. Then out of the blue, their head turned towards her, and the fated question fell from their lips:

“I've been wondering, why did you decide to join the scouts in the first place (Y/N)?” They asked. (Y/N) turned to face them, a bit caught off guard by the question and suddenly of it. So she said what everyone around her had praised her for.

“I want to protect those who live in the walls. And the only way to do that would be to venture outside the walls and stop whatever threat lays there.” The words fell from her mouth, so rehearsed.

A normal person would have left it at just that, however Hange Zoë was far from normal, and so they scoffed and put their pen down.

“Bullshit” they muttered “Please (Y/N), just tell me the truth. I'm tired of hearing heroic crap from soldiers.”

And for a minute, (Y/N) did wonder what her answer would be, if she was just a normal person. Well even if she was, she wouldn't be here.

“Well-” she lets out a sigh before answering “I think I joined because I wanted change. A change of scenery, a change in the way things are runned around her, inside the walls I mean, and a change in who I am as a person.” she replied and looked down. Now that she thought about it, those were all very selfish reasons to join. She was making it sound like she was doing it for herself more than for the people of the wall. Hange didn't seem to mind though, as they nodded and accepted the answer.

“I understand, it's not easy to admit something like that. But…” Hange paused and stood up. They walked over to (Y/N), and squatted down beside her, taking her hand, and holding it with both of theirs “It's true bravery that allows yourself to even admit something like that. Regardless of who you are doing it for, I can tell you truly care for the scouts, and are doing your best.”

And maybe some of that was true, not that (Y/N) would ever admit.

“You are an amazing scout and soldier, and I'm glad to have you on my team (Y/N).” and for one of the first times in her life, (Y/N) felt her stomach flutter and her heart break all at the same time. Because she knew.

She knew she had fallen for them.

And they had fallen for her.

And it was a beautiful, silent mutual understanding, that they would both be by each other's sides until the very end.

Just as quickly as the conversation had been, Hange had taken hold of (Y/N)’s face, bringing it close and kissing her.

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Blow a kiss to the crowd

They're our only hope now

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YEAR 851

And indeed later that year, (Y/N) and hange were married, with almost all three branches in attendance.

The crowd that surrounded the both of them as they rode, cheered them on.

This crowd, full of what (Y/N) had grown up learning, was the enemy. The very people who caused her friends and family to end up in the internment camp in the first place. Who lived ignorant lives, of what their past ancestors had done.

Something about it grated at (Y/N), mostly because they had been able to escape the burden that she was forced to live with.

But she couldn't help but feel that hatred softened as she continued pass them. They were here for her and hange, they were happy and excited about their union.

And for one of the first times since she had left her home, (Y/N) truly felt that these were her people, people who looked up to her and cared about her.

She just might belong here.

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And now I know my place

And now I know my place

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YEAR 854

Yes, (Y/N) was now back home. Back in Liberio. Though this was no celebration, she would be sending her friends and family to their deaths. This would be it, it was time for her to decide who she is. Would she remain the loyal Marlean soldier, or turn against all she has ever known, to be with the one she loves?

There was no choice. There never was- and that made her sad. (Y/N) threw on her gear, loading her titan missiles and ODM gear.

She passed a shiny piece of metal that was so clean, it reflected. And she paused for just a moment, seeing her face.

And finally, she could recognize herself in it.

(Y/N) Zoë.

The woman who had been born in the year 827.

Who had been raised by a loving mother and a doting father, whose names were long gone from her mind.

The woman who had been a soldier and spy for marley, leading a group of kids to commit genocide on people who share the same blood as them.

The woman who would marry and love an enemy, all up until she breathed her last breath.

“(Y/N) Zoë will do as she is told, and return to her Spouse.” She said to herself, saying it like a declaration, a promise.

And she did not break promises.

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We're all just pieces in their games

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The destruction of Liberio passed underneath (Y/N), with her turning her head away from it all to avoid seeing those whom she once loved, dead.

What was another few hundred to her tally of how many people she had killed? She was still alive, Hange was still alive, that was all that mattered. That was all that should matter anyways.

This was different though- she felt her throat closing up- and her hands shook. They shook in absolute fear at what she had done. What she had decided, had not only changed and altered the rest of her life, but for the lives of those who she had once considered friend, now turned supposed foe.

What made her feel worse? That she would have done everything, the killing, the betrayal, all again, just so she could rest her head on Hange Zoë’s shoulder, and have them brush her hair as she wept.

She was selfish.

She had barely looked up as she felt them press her head against their shoulder. It had caught her off guard, and was a bit uncomfortable, given the both of them were still in their equipment. But it was hange, and they were close, and so she would more than gladly accept them.

“I understand, it was hard for you.” Hange said, as they brushed through Y/N’s hairs. The familiarity of the action made Y/N want to lean more into them. But she couldn't, her pride wouldn't let her, not with the others around.

“I'm not sure why?” Y/N did what she does best. She lied. She lied and lied and lied to everyone, just to keep the beauty of their love and trust for her alive. “Its not like ive ever met those people, or knew them- it's stupid really. They deserved it given the fear and danger they put us in on the island-”

“(Y/N), stop please” Hange cut Y/N off as she tried to explain. “You don't need to lie anymore, I already know who you are, and why you came to the island 9 years ago-”

(Y/N) couldn't help but be a little more selfish. She felt the end coming, yet she still stood there, pressing her face into hanges neck and breathing in their sweet scent of jasmine.

End

[muekyn]

summer character ref!

i realized i never made a character ref for my self insert/oc so here it is <3 she’s a part of the aot universe :3

more information about them under the read more, if you're interested! (it's long i am SORRY)

summary: born in the shiganshina district and part of the 104th cadet corps. they join the survey corps, and ultimately become a part of the special operations squad (squad levi). with a bit of naivety to them, they start off very hopeful for the future of paradis.

as she joins the survey corps, she is in charge of creating maps used for formations and battle strategies. there are also times where she helps in designing equipment, such as the executioner from hell (that large log device used to kill titans) and the new odm gear.

unfortunately, the pressure of dealing with titans on a regular basis, as well as the stressors from her personal life, start to plant a seed of uncertainty in her.

after sasha’s death, she loses a lot of meaningful connections with her friends. she begins to isolate herself and displays behaviors that are abnormal for her, such as excessive fear and panic.

additionally, she loses her ability to maintain a healthy day to day life. no one knows what’s going on- she’s met with resistance towards her “odd” behaviors.

it all becomes too much. since she's unable to “quit”, she runs away, living beyond the walls in a small cabin. she spends her days maintaining her land and learning how to become a fishmonger. her mental health improves slightly, but never really recovers.

occasionally they make trips into marley to sell their fish, forging documents that allow them into the nation. human interaction for them becomes far and few in between, usually only when they visit marley.

her visits to marley really open her eyes; seeing the worst of society. all the blame that’s put on her people, all the injustice, the misinformation.

at first, she takes a neutral stance on the rumbling. ultimately though, she realizes that the rumbling is inhumane and needs to be stopped, so she helps out in the end. she doesn’t fight directly, rather provides support on falco’s jaw titan with levi and gabi.

combat/skills: truthfully, she is not an expert in using her odm gear, being one of the lowest performing students in her cadet days. for some reason, she is unable to get the complexities of the odm gear down, but manages well enough not to get chomped up.

for summer, she is relied upon more for her ability to create diagrams and maps that the survey corps would use, mainly for battle tactics and navigation. she was in charge of making maps for different squads, spending long nights carefully curating each drawing.

personality: summer has an innate curiosity and unique appreciation for the world. she feels a deep connection to nature, the stars, and the moon. she can also be very creative and has a profound love for art, especially paintings and sculptures.

when it comes to interacting with others, she is very shy and withdrawn, opting to avoid individuals rather than approach them. unfortunately, she doesn’t trust easily, making it hard for her to form deep connections with others. nonetheless, she tries her best to be respectful and understanding.

she wants to be an optimist, but has had her hope taken many times, leading her to become increasingly pessimistic as time goes on. her world view can be very negative at times, especially during her visits to marley. but through it all, her love for the world never dissipates. to her, there is always something to find joy in.

appearance: her features are very round and soft. her eyes are an amber color, while her hair is an orange/redhead color. it’s styled to be in a wavy bob with bangs on the left side of her face. 

summer is short in stature, no more than 5 feet tall. she has a very flat/emotionless expression most of the time, even when expressing intense emotion. she also has a hard time maintaining eye contact.

relationships: romantically involved with eren. they have known each other since they were children. as kids, they argued a lot, since summer and eren had similar personalities- the two of them being hotheads. 

however, as they get older, their passion for the world brings them together. summer has a slight crush on eren during her cadet days, silently pining over him for years. after many awkward smiles and shy glances, eren drunkenly admits his feelings to summer at the party in marley, leading them to start dating. 

while summer is living in the cabin, she doesn’t see eren much. when eren becomes a wanted man, he randomly surprises summer with visits that can last a few days. unfortunately he can’t stay for long, otherwise he risks the livelihood of both of them. the two of them simply appreciate the time they have together.

when eren starts the rumbling, they are still together, but summer completely disapproves of his actions, leaving their relationship in limbo (not that it’s that important at that point anyway.) she eventually decides she can’t let him go on with the rumbling and aids in his death.

best friends with sasha. they met in the 104th cadet corps, and instantly became friends after sasha’s potato mishap. sasha and summer’s personalities mesh together perfectly. they stay close friends until sasha’s death, which becomes one of the breaking points for summer.

friends with jean and connie. she’s not as close to them as she is with sasha, but she trusts them greatly and gets along with them very well. connie, sasha, and summer goof off a lot, while jean has to scramble to get everybody back on track. ultimately, the four of them have a solid bond.

aquaintances with mikasa and armin. despite interacting with them since she was a child, she doesn’t know them extremely well. but she gets along with them just fine. she appreciates the level of care they have for eren.

mentored by levi. the two of them have a unique level of trust with each other. levi is familiar with summer’s outbursts and panics, and is able to calm her down alot, especially during battle. summer deeply trusts levi and looks to him for advice and navigating through life. a few sarcastic remarks from levi is all summer needs to push herself forward, or see things from a new perspective.

likes: mystery, thinking deeply, art, the moon and stars.

dislikes: loud noises, being alone, mirrors, and eye contact.

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Kenya's national high-school drama competition has been overshadowed by drama of its own after police fired tear gas to disperse a crowd that had gathered to watch a controversial play.

Echoes of War is set in a fictional kingdom where the youth have lost faith in their leaders.

It features battles with the police and has drawn parallels with last year's protests by young people against tax rises.

It was initially disqualified from the drama festival under unclear circumstances, but a High Court ruling overturned the decision and ordered it to be included.

Tensions flared in the western town of Nakuru on Thursday morning when the student performers stormed out of the venue, demanding the release of the play's author, Cleophas Malala, who had been detained by police.

The scriptwriter and former senator who had penned the production for students from Butere Girls High School, was blocked by police from meeting the young performers for final rehearsals on Wednesday evening.

Malala was later released without charge and praised the students for boycotting the play.

"The young girls of Butere Girls' have exercised an act of heroic restoration. I'm determined to ensure that Echoes of War is displayed before a Kenyan audience," Malala said immediately after his release.

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The students briefly sang the national anthem before dramatically leaving the hall, which was sealed off by anti-riot police, armed with batons and tear gas canisters.

"There's no audience. Who are we performing for?" one of the girls told journalists.

They also complained about police harassment.

Following news of Malala's arrest, large crowds had gathered outside the venue curious to watch the play.

But anti-riot police had been deployed overnight in case of trouble and they fired tear gas to disperse the would-be audience.

Education Minister Julius Ogamba questioned the involvement of Malala in the competition, saying the politician was neither a teacher nor a play director.

"I wonder why a politician should be a script writer for a student performance. Even the competition loses value if we do not allow the teachers to be scriptwriters," Interior Minister Kipchumba Murkomen said, warning politicians against using innocent students to settle their political scores.

"Let us have a thick line between politics and education," he added.

The row has sparked public uproar, with rights group Amnesty International saying it was "pointing to a worrying pattern of state-sponsored repression of free expression, press freedom, and the right to associate".

Chief Justice Martha Koome said that Malala's detention contravened the court order that the play, and its author, be allowed to take part in the competition.

"Defiance of court orders not only undermines the authority of the courts but also poses a serious threat to the rule of law, which is the bedrock of our society," she added.

Prominent opposition figure Kalonzo Musyoka condemned the police for firing tear gas near students, praising the "brave" girls for declining to perform.

In a statement, the opposition Orange Democratic Movement (ODM) demanded that the students be allowed to stage their play like all the other competitors.

The fictitious kingdom in Echoes of War play is ruled by a tyrannical sultan who is irked by the activism of the youth, portraying similarities to what is currently happening in Kenya, where young people have been demanding better governance.

It is not clear whether the play will now be disqualified and so not get through to the finals, which are held at State House with the president in attendance.

The annual high school drama competitions are hugely popular in Kenya, with students often using theatre as a tool to challenge those in power.

This is not the first time one of the plays has angered the authorities.

In 2013, Malala made headlines with his controversial play Shackles of Doom, which thrust him into the national limelight - and eventually into politics.

The play, also performed by Butere Girls' High School, was banned by the government before the High Court ruled against the ban and allowed the play to be staged.

At the time, Malala said Shackles of Doom depicted Kenya's highly ethnised politics which he said contributed to the unequal distribution of resources in the country.

The senator, who has written dozens of other plays, was last August kicked out of the ruling United Democratic Alliance (UDA) following internal party wrangles.

He has since fallen out with President William Ruto, whom he campaigned for during the 2022 general elections.

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