#That's clearly told from what Armin remembers rather than Jean's memory

[twpsyn-who]

"Mikasa is more beautiful told from Eren's perspective" you know who else is more beautiful told from another character's perspective rather than Armin? Marco Bott.

- while Armin was there, he's been in shock during the whole talk up until Mikasa showed up (which is right after Marco says this). That means someone else told Armin what happened exactly and that's most likely Jean. You can literally see the lost hope in Marco's eyes, an extra detail I doubt anyone else would've pointed out. But Jean did because he took notice.

- Which brings me here, because I doubt Armin paid that much attention to the other cadets at the start. Not enough to point out the hope and admiration in someone's eyes to such a detail. However Jean was standing right next to Marco and took notice of it.

- This one is just me seeing things because this is most likely from Armin's memory of the moment, but Jean was right there and I want to think he's the one seeing Marco like this. It would explain that shining hope in Marco's eyes, something that doesn't show often (and when an emotion shows clearly in Marco's eyes, is usually from Jean's perspective not Armins)

- this WHOLE ASS MOMENT and that shining hope and admiration in Marco's eyes. But especially the moment when Marco talks badly about himself (mentioning he's slow) and when he talks about Jean being a better leader- he looks different than other moments. Is like that's when Jean sees Marco like more than just his best friend. At his lowest and at his brightest. When there's no hope in those eyes and when they're shining with hope.

- Not explaining this one

- And do not let me forget this masterpiece and how Marco's eyes might lack their hope, but there's that soft smile on his face too. Marco also looks even better here, like his beauty in Jean's eyes aged like fine wine. It got better and better with the passing of time, rather than dying away.

This was supposed to be me pointing out Marco's moments told by Jean, but it ended up in me pointing out just how obsessed Jean is with Marco's eyes ups. Didn't notice until now.

[miekasa]

sorry if you've already answered this, but what do you think the aot character's love languages would be? we know levi's is acts of service, but anybody else?

No worries! I don’t think I’ve answered for everyone before, so I’ll take a shot at it now bc I love thinking about people's love languages 😌

LEVI Gives: acts of service

This is one is talked about a lot, but Levi shows his love most often through doing things for you, even if you haven’t asked anything of him.

He’ll go out of his way to make your life easier and/or more comfortable in any way that he sees fit, and he doesn’t expect the same in return; it truly just makes him happy to know that he could have done something for you.

It includes bigger things like assembling furniture for you, building you something completely from scratch, or cleaning your car for; and also small things like making you a cup of coffee or tea, or even just holding your bag for you after a long day.

Needs: physical touch

Classic touch-starved man who doesn’t outwardly ask for physical touch, but doesn’t back away from it when you initiate it.

After some time, he’d begin to initiate himself, he just needs to get comfortable with the idea of it first; but after he is, it’s really cute to see. Catch him on a lazy morning, and he’s especially touchy; or find him after a long day of work, and he’ll cuddle himself right into your shoulder.

It makes him happy to know that you seek him out for physical comfort, and that he can begin to do the same. Also, he loves the feeling of you playing with his hair, it’s a surefire way to get him to fall asleep.

HANGE Gives: quality time, physical touch

Hange likes spending time with you, and loves roping you into their favorite hobbies, activities, and antics. Even something as simple as a 3 minute FaceTime call to ask them a quick question is enough to put a smile on their face.

They really just like to share their interests with you, and would love it if you did the same! Hange is willing to give everything a try at least twice for you.

Also loves physical touch, maybe not even necessarily in traditionally “romantic” ways either—having their hand around your shoulder to show you something on their phone, knocking into your body while they’re laughing, clapping your hands together out of boredom—all simple touches that make Hange happy.

Needs: gifts

Hange looooves presents, and you can’t prove me wrong. To them, it’s really touching to know that you would take the time to pick out or make something that you think they would like.

They cherish any and every gift you get them, even if it’s something as tiny and routine as bringing them a coffee during a busy a day at work, Hange never takes it for granted.

(And they also go on and brag about it to anyone who will listen, “Ah did you see my baby brought me coffee for lunch? Just how I like it too, they know me so well!”)

EREN Gives: quality time, words of affirmation

Quality time for Eren can also be mistaken as him spending all of his free time annoying the hell out of you, but it’s really just him being Loving.

When he’s not annoying you, he really does just like to be in the same space as you, even if you’re doing your own things. He likes having you around because you comfort him even if you’re not directly speaking to or interacting with him.

Words of affirmation come out of him in a very matter-of-fact tone. It’s almost as if he’s not consciously trying to affirm you or flatter you.

To him, he’s just saying what he believes is an objective truth: of course he thinks you’re smart and talented and pretty and fun to be around. If those things make you feel good, then it’s a bonus, but really, he just means it like it’s a fact of the universe.

Needs: gifts, physical touch

He’s not the best at giving gifts, but he does love to receive them, and honestly, he’s very humbled and flattered whenever you give him something that you clearly put a lot of time and/or effort into.

He almost feels undeserving of it, but he loves it all the same, and he really does cherish it. Even if it’s something as generic as a pair of shoes he was talking about, it still means a lot to him that you would remember and buy them for him.

Once he gets a taste of physical touch, he doesn’t know how to let go. All sense of personal space is out of the window, and this goes hand in hand with quality time once he discovers it.

Loves it when you touch him: play with his hair, play with or hold his hands, hug him out of the blue. Also loves to touch you, though he seems to not understand the size of his body when he’s draping himself over your shoulders, or has his leg over your thigh while you’re sitting on the bus.

ARMIN Gives: gifts

To him, it’s the simplest way to express himself without embarrassing himself by potentially tripping over his words. Also, gifts can be given remotely, so he doesn’t have to sit around worrying if you’ll love it or hate it while you open it.

Though, he certainly gains a lot of confidence over time, he still likes to leave you little presents to find when he’s not around. Something as small as buying your favorite candy and putting it in your coat pocket, or leaving flowers at your place.

He’s also very thoughtful, and when he does get you a bigger gift, or something to celebrate an occasion, he always makes sure it’s perfect.

He does it to make you happy, and when you’re happy, it makes him happy.

Needs: words of affirmation

He won’t ask for it, but it’s really reassuring to hear, and it makes him feel really good, and relieved to know that the person he loves thinks highly of him.

If you told him you’re proud of him, he might… he really might malfunction a bit, but your words would stick with him. The next time he was going through something hard or even just doubting himself, he’d remember what you said to him and it would give him a little push to get through it (and maybe be nicer to himself as a consequence).

Not necessarily an affirmation, but it also flatters him to hear that you think he’s attractive. Though, be careful when and how you say this, because he’s very… easy to excite.

MIKASA Gives: words of affirmation, acts of service

Mikasa lets you know how much you mean to her, and how much you mean to everyone in your life all the time. She doesn’t want you to ever feel like you’re less than you are.

She loves hearing about your progress or achievements in work/school and is quick to tell you that she’s happy for you and proud of you.

She’ll also do anything she can to help you out, so acts of service a big thing for her. She doesn’t want you to have to go out of your way to do something she could handle for you.

That isn’t to say that she thinks you’re incapable of fending for yourself; rather, that she would like to ease your pain whenever and wherever she can.

Needs: quality time

She doesn’t realize how much she likes/needs this until you guys start spending more time together; and it’s in your absence that she finds herself missing you more than she’d anticipated.

She doesn’t even mind sitting idly by while you’re busy or doing work, so long as she gets to be by your side. It also brings her a sense of comfort to be able to take care of you during this time; having snack breaks with you, occasional tangent conversations, and reminding you to rest when necessary.

She finds that one of the simplest means of quality time is sleeping next to each other; whether it be for a nap, or going to bed, it’s a kind of intimacy she never thought she’d crave, but comes to really, really enjoy.

JEAN Gives: quality time, gifts

Just. Just let Jean tag along to whatever you’re doing like a little golden retriever and he’ll be so damn happy. It doesn’t matter what—buying makeup, going on a walk, heading to the grocery store—he just likes spending time with you.

Though he—and anyone who expresses themselves in quality time—completely understands there are moments where you need to be by yourself. But if you don’t mind him being there, then he’ll take the opportunity to be with you.

He looooves to give presents, and even though he can get kind of embarrassed by it and try to play it off as nonchalant, he’s quite thoughtful and romantic with his gifts.

Needs: quality time, physical touch

He loves doing what you’re doing, but he would also love to have you around when he’s chilling or running errands or doing whatever, too. He doesn’t care, Jean just likes talking to you, and will take any opportunity to hear you speak to him and be around him.

He shows a normal amount of physical touch and/or PDA throughout your relationship, but really casual and gentle touches by you mean the world to him. When he feels you stroking his face when you think he’s asleep, wrapping your arms around one of his habitually when you’re sleepy after a night out, putting your hands on his face when you kiss him—all those things mean the world to him.

I don’t know if this would fall into words of affirmation, but he also likes it when you tell him that you find him attractive. Call him handsome once and he’ll be thinking about it for the rest of the month. Tell him he’s pretty and you might even get him to blush.

CONNIE Gives: quality time

Similar to Eren, his quality time is most commonly expressed through a little game he likes to call “how many times can I annoy my girlfriend in the span of twenty minutes.”

You could be chilling like normal, having a casual night in and Connie will just come bursting in your room like the loudest mf on the planet, with Monopoly in his left hand, and a six pack of beers in his right.

He lives for doing stupid (borderline illegal) shit with you, and to his credit, you’ve never gotten caught. He really just likes to hang with you and make you laugh and make memories the both of you won’t ever forget.

Needs: acts of service

Help this man. No, really, literally, help him, even if he says he doesn’t need help, he’ll appreciate it in the end.

From stuff like tutoring him for a class, to packing him lunches (beyond Lunchables, but inclusive of a strawberry-kiwi CapriSun, nonetheless); it’s a love language Connie didn’t even think he would like.

He fucking loves it though and never shuts up about anything you might do for him; always thanks you a million times and puts you in a loving chokehold and pinches your cheeks in appreciation.

SASHA Gives: words of affirmation

She’s really good at comforting you, or even just making you feel good about yourself. Sasha might not even realize how much her positive outlook on you might mean, but she sure does love to tell you how much you mean to her.

Adores singing your praises and rewarding you with compliments all the time. She’s so sweet and she doesn’t even realize what she’s doing. Best girl.

Needs: gifts

Sasha loves presents in all shapes in forms: birthday presents, anniversary presents, planned presents, surprise presents. Doesn’t matter, she’s happy to receive any and all of them.

She looks at the gifts you get her with sparkles in her eyes and the widest grin on her face. It means the world to her that you would get her something she loves and she appreciates it so much.

Takes extra special care of your gifts too. If you got her one of something she collects, the ones you give her have their own little special place in her collection and she loves to show them off whenever people ask about them.

PIECK Gives: acts of service, physical touch

Pieck will do just about anything for you, and if she can’t, she’ll commission someone else to get it done for the both of you. (Someone being Porco and Reiner if this act involves lifting or carrying anything heavy).

She adores the smile on your face after she tells you she’s taken care of something you were putting off or having trouble doing; it makes her whole day to see you happy and relieved to have one less task on your to-do list.

She definitely does things because it makes her happy to see you happy, but there’s a small part of her that’s not above admitting she likes to be rewarded for it, too. Even something as small as a hug will do 😌

That’s also where the physical touch comes in: Pieck is kind of handsy, an almost unexpectedly protective kind of way. It’s equal parts of her liking to show you off and have her hands on you, and making sure nobody else thinks about doing the same.

Needs: quality time

Once she discovers the joy of having someone else to laze around with, take naps with, and do… questionable antics with, Pieck feels like she’s discovered the true meaning of life.

Adores when you ask to come along with her to run errands, or when you show interest in any of her many hobbies. She comes to find that she loves sharing them with you.

Napping together is a must, and if you think she’ll let you out of her hold just because your leg cramped or you have to use the bathroom, then think again. There’s a minimum of three one-hour naps per week with her.

PORCO Gives: acts of service, gifts

Gifts might come as a surprise for him, but he’s got a good memory, so when he sees something you’ve been talking about, he’ll just pick it up/buy it for you.

Could be anything from a new pair of house slippers, to a pair of earrings you showed him once. If he sees it and remembers you wanted it, there’s a 9/10 chance he’ll just get it. You can’t say he never did anything for you.

He approaches acts of service the same way, and usually does things he knows he can handle doing for you, like cleaning your car, cooking you dinner, or giving you a massage.

He can get kinda smug about it tho, going off about how you’re his little baby and that you need him to take care of you, as if he didn’t go out of his way to do these things, unprompted 🙄

Needs: physical touch

He’s not going out of his way to do extreme PDA, but he’s not hiding it either; if he feels like touching you, he will. But the first time you initiate it, or the first time you touch him in a gentle way, he’s such a goner.

He doesn’t even know how to process it at a first, and when he does he feels stupid and embarrassed for even liking it, but he certainly likes it that for damn sure.

He gets kinda cranky if you don’t cuddle up to him or hold his hand or poke his cheek (even though he claims it’s oh so annoying, you know he likesssss it).

[firegrilled]

To Be Human - Part 2

Fic Summary: While most of his friends are fighting abroad, Armin finds himself trapped behind as it’s sole defense of the island. Between the new recruits not trusting him as a titan shifter and the lack of friends, Armin throws himself into his work until Jean snaps him out of his daze. Something about that cocky grin gets Armin’s heart racing and finally gets him to let his guard down to his longtime friend. 

Pairing: Jean Kirschtein/ Armin Arlert

Part 1| Part 2| Part 3| Part 4| Part 5| Part 6| Part 7| End

The noise drove Armin to drink from his flask again so he could concentrate on the words he needed to write, yet only a few drops sprinkled his tongue. A lack of drink irked Armin enough to drop his pencil. As he shook the container in vain try and find more alcohol, the pencil rolled over the edge of the table and landed with a soft clatter.

“Just remember we have more training in the morning, and I expect everyone there on time,” Jean continued, earning some groans.

With a sigh, Armin discarded the empty flask onto the table. He surveyed his immediate surroundings for his pencil eventually finding it on the cold, stone floor. Stretching his arms just enough to recover it with his fingertips, Armin spoke to himself, “There we go.”

Armin scribbled for a bit longer, doing his best to ignore the jovial group across the room. While he appreciated everyone’s mirth, it also tugged on his heart a bit, a reminder of things he no longer experienced.

As Armin’s candle slowly burned away under its own heat so did the celebration. Just as he signed his name on the bottom of the report, a gentle hand gripped his shoulder. Rather than jump at the unexpected contact, Armin relaxed and almost leaned it. Warmth and want filled his head but he remained in place, pulling himself out of those selfish thoughts.

“Why are you still working this late?” Jean pulled his hand back, plopping down on a chair next to Armin.

The fleeting touch left Armin yearning for more.

“The commander needs these as soon as possible,” Armin replied, his voice low. “Don’t you have training in the morning?”

Jean chuckled at that question, a pleasant noise for Armin’s ears. “They have training. I’m taking some well-deserved rest. You should do the same.”

“What was that saying I read once? No sleep for the sinful?” Armin stroked his chin, earning another bout of laughter from Jean. Armin frowned, a light blush creeping into his cheeks. “What? What did I say?”

“No rest for the wicked, I believe. And you’re not wicked so you can sleep.”

That had Armin laughing. “How did you remember that? I haven’t told you that for months.”

A cocky grin formed on Jean’s face, causing Armin’s pulse to race. That crooked smile added another chink to the armor that Armin used as a façade.

“What can I say, I’ve got an amazing memory.”

“Clearly,” Armin rolled his eyes. He instinctively reached for his breast pocket but stopped just shy of it when he saw the glimmer of the candle on his flask on the table.

“Here you go,” Jean supplied a flask of his own, extending it towards his friend. “You only ever have yours out of your pocket when it’s empty.”

“I didn’t realize you paid that close attention to my mannerisms but thanks,” Armin grabbed the container, quickly opening it and downing some of the drink.

Jean’s grin flattened a bit. “You know, you could join us once in a while. You’re not forbidden from celebrating with us and taking a break from your work.”

With a shrug of the shoulders, Armin offered the flask back to Jean. “I know but it’s better for the newer soldiers. They are shaky enough without having to worry about me being nearby.”

“They’ll never get over their unwarranted fears unless you actually try and be with them,” Jean crossed his arms, shaking his head at Armin’s reply.

“Please, we both know they don’t fear me. They fear what’s in me.”

[imaginesnkdorks]

A Role to Take Part IV

Pairing: Erwin Smith x Reader

Genre: Action

Warning/s: Violence

Words: 2012

[Part I] [Part II] [Part III]

          The rest seems to be distant memory – that, being my life before meeting Erwin. He made me realize how there’s more to life than just pleasing and helping other people. I’ve spent too much time thinking about others that I forgot about myself. He gave me the courage to finally listen to my heart and make myself happy. He, being the one who makes me happy.

          But this world doesn’t seem like it wants to cooperate. The day after we got back from the expedition – the day I finally took the step and bared my feelings to Erwin – we were summoned to Stohess to surrender Eren. It was the deal the Survey Corps had with the head of the military, Darius Zackly, after all.

          However, that doesn’t mean Erwin Smith will do as he’s told. It started the day after we came back. Believe me or not, despite being just back from an expedition and experiencing tragedy, we were back on our feet and doing our chores. Well, not really the usual chores that we do. Rather, taking care of the injured, repairing wagons and gears, and other tasks concerned mainly with repair and maintenance.

          I was stationed with Jean and Armin, tinkering with busted gears and looking if we could salvage some.

          “Ahh… I’m so good at cleaning these things that I forget how horrible I am at maintaining them!” I whined. I mean, I could definitely repair a busted gear, but it takes me too long. “How are you so good at this, Armin?”

          “Oh? Practice, I guess. I used to do a lot of maintenance work with Marco back then.” Armin said, catching himself a little too late. Jean was already as stiff as stone. He is still shaken by Marco’s death – which is understandable as it hasn’t been long since it happened.

          “Ah! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to – “Armin tried to rectify his mistake, but Jean cut him off.

          “It’s alright. Still, no one was there. He just… died. No one saw what happened.”

          “Really?” I asked. I personally saw many deaths that day, a hundred perhaps, or even more. Still, this Marco thing is odd. Though, I guess it is possible to die alone.

          We were silent for a short while, before Amin spoke up, voice so small you’d think he doesn’t want to talk at all. Yet he did.

          “You know Jean, (Y/N), I saw Marco’s gear after the battle of Trost.”

          “What?” Jean asked, surprised, before continuing; “What do you mean after the battle? I was the one who found his… body. His gear wasn’t there.”

          Armin looked at the two of us intently. He seemed to be debating with himself whether to tell me and Jean about this. He decided to go for it in the end.

          “When the titans we captured was killed, remember how they inspected our gears?” Armin began, pausing to see our reactions. And we do remember. Both Jean and I nodded, so Armin continued.

          “I was with Annie and Connie then… and, well… I saw Marco’s gear. Annie presented it as hers.”

          “Annie?”

          I’d say, that was the moment everything changed – this was clearly bigger than we have thought. The three of us conferred and came up with the same conclusion; Annie killed Sawny and Bean… and she’s the Female Titan.

          I dropped everything and went to Erwin right away.

          “Are you sure?” Erwin asked. His face was a serious mask – all business.

          “As sure as I could ever be. If we’re wrong… then good. We apologize and move on. But if we’re right, we’ll know more about titans – what they are, what they want and why some humans can become titans.”

          Erwin nodded solemnly. “We must make haste. We are summoned to the center. We need to get this done by then.”

          “Yes.”

          That’s how it began – the plan to capture the Female Titan. It works out at first since Annie is in the military police – she’s right where we’re headed. As a precaution, Erwin decided to send the rest of my batch – the 104th – away (excluding Mikasa, Armin, Eren, Jean and I).

          I don’t believe we have completely convinced Eren that Annie was the Female Titan, they were kind of friends after all – in the loosest meaning of the word.          

          Anyhow, Erwin devised a plan so ambitious and grand so amazing that I can’t believe I’m part of it. Still, there’s a big risk. We are about to wage war with a titan that killed some of the most skilled Survey Corps soldiers, in a town full of civilians no less. I can smell death.

          And full of death it was.

          I’ll save you from the gory details, but what you must know is that we were right. It was Annie. People died as expected, but we were able to capture her. We were also able to keep Eren. We still have a long way to go, but this is a victory and I plan on taking this as a chance to breathe.

          But life play such cruel jokes. It turns out, Annie wasn’t the only traitor. Reiner, Bertholdt and Ymir could all transform into titans. What’s more was that Reiner and Bertholdt were the Armored and the Colossal titans. I could not believe it…. Those titans that destroyed the wall – destroyed the lives of thousands of people – were just children! And was close around.

          The two of them managed to take both Ymir and Eren, to who knows where. So, within a day of capturing the female titan, we were chasing the Armored and the Colossal titans.

          We only have until sunset to take Eren back. Erwin’s plan revolved solely on one goal: Get Eren back. That means we don’t have to do anything to Reiner and Bertholdt. I still can’t believe it, those two… Bertholdt has always been the best behaved out of us – Marco, him and Armin and the least rowdy. And Reiner? He was a model trainee – a hard worker and team player. He’s helped us so many times. It’s really difficult to wrap my head around the fact that they are the ones that brought hell upon us. They’re just kids! They –

          “(Y/N).”

          “Hmm?”  It was Erwin who pulled me from my thoughts.

          “We have one goal on this mission, and that is to take back the last hope of humanity.” He told me calmly, despite being in the titan infested hell that this is. I nodded, as I just can’t find my voice right now, also that I really don’t know what to say. In the end, I decided to listen to Erwin. He is right, I have to focus on the task at hand.

          Erwin specialized in the formation that limited contact with titans. But with this being an emergency, we have no choice but to break through crowds of titans.

          “Any detours and we’ll be too late. We’ll force our way through! All soldiers, prepare for battle!” These were his very words.

          I conveyed his command to other clusters of soldiers, and decided to stick with my training batchmates. Needless to say, Mikasa was frantic – she is closest to Eren, after all. The rest are also quite shaken – I assume because of the reveal regarding both Bert and Reiner as well.

          The moment we reached the forest of giant trees, several titans sprang forward. Many military police perished within seconds. I can’t believe they’re supposed to be the most elite of all the armed forces.

          The signature thunder of a titan transformation shook as all. We didn’t really have the time to even breathe!

          “A light?” Mikasa said, eyes straight ahead.

          “Straight ahead in the forest! I saw a light!” Armin supplemented. “It’s the light that appears when a titan transforms.”

          “Could that be Eren?” I wondered. I know Eren is a fighter, but he’s against two formidable enemies. We have to brace ourselves – this might be the Armored titan coming for us. And that is the bigger possibility.

          “Then we’re just in time. Soldiers, disperse! We believe the enemies already transformed! Locate Eren and recover him!” Erwin commanded.

          We all did as he commanded and stepped in deeper into the chaos, waving our blades.

          It all happened so fast. First, we saw Ymir’s titan form… then she swallowed Krista – no, Historia! Next thing I know, we’re chasing the titan shifters with Erwin leading us.

          I know I’ve said before that I think that this is the field for me, but I can’t help but feel afraid. We are doing our best to stay organized, but attacking titans head-on is chaotic! What’s more, the military police and garrison are almost entirely useless. Well, that is when it comes to killing titans. But as fodder? They are just what we need.

          Erwin’s voiced boomed, “All squads! Let the titans chase after you! Follow my lead!” But I didn’t. Riding alongside my batchmates, we made our way closer to the Armored titan – to Reiner. This is very personal for us. We lived and trained together for three years!

          In the skirmish, we somehow ended up aboard the Armored titan… feelings just poured out.

          “Was everything just a lie?” Connie questioned. Connie, Sasha, Armin, Jean and I are all hurt and betrayed, we still can’t believe it. Mikasa on the other hand is hell-bent on taking Eren back.

          “Someone has to stain their hands with blood!” Bertholdt declared, and the way he said it reminded me that he’s just like us. He might be the Colossal titan, but he is but a child.

          Mikasa attempted to talk Bertholdt into giving Eren back, yet again, and he still said no. We were interrupted by Hannes’ frantic screaming, yelling for us to get off.

          It was the rest of the soldiers, led by Erwin and … a horde of titans?!

          We jumped off to our horses and had no choice but to watch in either horror and awe as the bunch of titans attacked the Armored titan.

          “What’s going on?” Connie asked the question I’m pretty sure is running through everyone’s heads right now. “Is this hell?”

          “No… but it will be!”

          “Erwin!” I couldn’t hide my surprise, he was actually going towards the titans!

          “All soldiers, charge! The fate of humanity will be determined in this very moment! There is no future where humanity can inhabit these lands without Eren! We recover Eren and immediately retreat! Give your hearts!” Erwin managed to give a pep talk.

          “Mikasa!” Connie yelled, seeing Mikasa go after Erwin right away. The rest braced themselves, following behind? Me? I am shaking with fear… but I trust Erwin. I have faith in him, so I followed him forward.

          The Armored titan is frozen! Erwin’s plan seems to be working… especially now that it lifted its hand! Eren and Bertholdt are exposed!

          “This is our chance!” I yelled, and Mikasa nodded. Jean didn’t seem too keen on the idea.

          “Can’t you see all those titans?!” He asked us, bewildered out of his mind. And he isn’t wrong to be surprised, but this is a now or never moment, we can’t let it pass!

          “Advance!” Erwin commanded. Seems he also didn’t care about the horde of titans.

          Then it happened.

          “Erwin! No!”

          A titan came out of nowhere and bit Erwin, dragging him away!

          Someone else called out to him – yet Erwin still commanded us to advance?

          “No.” Like hell I’d do that! I turned around, following the cursed titan that took Erwin. I won’t let him die… no.

          “Eren’s right in front! Advance!” Erwin yelled once more, and I was much closer to him now. We locked eyes and… gods this is breaking my heart.

          “Commander Erwin!” It wasn’t just me who followed him.

          “Just a little more!” I urged my horse to run faster and I was finally close enough! I didn’t hesitate. All the fear I felt earlier, it’s gone now. All I want is to get Erwin back! And that’s all I was thinking of when I took the leap to kill that titan.

Copyright © 2017 by imaginesnkdorks. All rights reserved

[kaekiro]

This is probably ooc but can you make a fic where mikasa is stressed and tired of fighting and seeing her comrades get hurt and eren trying to comfort her pleaaaseeeeee

Bruised

Pairing: Eren/Mikasa || Rating: K  || Words: 1,748 || [AO3]

Warnings: none

A/N:  I’m very sorry this took so long. When I got this ask I was dealing with a lot, but I’m doing better now. This takes place in an Alternate Universe (in canon of course). Thank you!! I hope you like it (: 

“Don’t say that, Mikasa.”

She swallows the last of her medication, each tablet sliding harshly down her throat. It’s awfully bitter, forcing her to cough around the taste. Eren pulls the cup away from her fingers gently, a deep breath pushing past his lips.

“What happened isn’t your fault.”

Her hand gestures to the small pitcher and he reaches for it, refilling her cup.

The medics say she’s very lucky. Had she stayed pinned beneath the debris any longer, she would have suffocated. But to her, this is anything but lucky. Being the only survivor brings no relief, only uneasiness. Countless what if’s.

Her eyes follow his gaze to her leg, elevated and completely swathed below the knee. The only part of her that was severely injured. Surprising, but inconvenient.

“I know it feels like it is… but all of that is out of our control. You told me that, remember?”  

She gives a feeble nod, grasping the cool glass. “I do.”

He never truly believed those words himself when his original squad members had died, but… she’s beginning to understand why. These thoughts are poisonous, yes. But once they come, it’s hard to make them go.

The silence they sit in is empty, void of the tension and raw emotion she had come to know during times like this. It’s contemplative, on not just one but both ends.

Her fingernail scratches lightly at the linen.

“I want to believe that, but… back then, I was in control.”

He settles the pitcher back into the basin, looking to her. In her peripheral, she can see a crease between his brows.

“We were taking them out, we were winning… but the abnormals. It was like they came out of thin air. If I hadn’t let my guard down in that moment, those people…” She stops, unwilling, or rather unable to properly express her remorse. To communicate just how upset she is at herself. The moments after she had been swiped from the rooftop are lost within her memory. She has no clue as to how she got tangled beneath the rubble, but that doesn’t matter.

“Lives were lost because I got distracted.”

“Mikasa…”

“And now, I’m paying the price for my mistake.”

“Hey -”

“I can’t even stand. I don’t know when I’ll be able to. What will I do if something happens you or Armin before then? The rest of our team?”

“Nothing is going to happen, don’t worry -”

“I don’t want to worry anymore, Eren. That’s the thing.” She can feel her eyes beginning to well, her frustration growing. He doesn’t need this when all he’s trying to do is help. “I’m just… tired of seeing people get hurt. Tired of seeing you get hurt. All of this - it’s terrifying.”

They’ve had this discussion before, but it had always been the other way around, under different circumstances. She didn’t know how to help him then, and she can tell he’s at a loss for words too.

His face falls into his hands, fingers rubbing at the corner of his eyes before the greens of them fixate on her.

“Look -”

“Eren!”

He jolts, face twisting sourly for the slightest of seconds before he turns towards the door, clearly trying to maintain a calm countenance.

“Hanji-san, now isn’t a good time.”

Their superior pauses at his tone, looking to her just as she turns her attention to her hands, picking at their dressings. Subtly, she blinks away the moisture, willing for her eyes to dry.

“Is everything alright?”

She finds her voice, speaking up when his silence drags a moment too long.

“Yes, I’m just feeling a little off today. You needed Eren?”

Hanji adjusts her glasses, unconvinced but doesn’t prod any further, thankfully.

“Yeah…” Hanji places her hand against her hip, tilting her head at Eren.

“I came to find you because Levi and I have to meet with the higher-ups soon. Could you come help Jean and the rest unload the wagons outback?”

“Ah, yeah,” He nods his head, averting his eyes. “Yeah, I’ll help.”

Hanji grins. “Thanks. And Mikasa? I hope your doing better.”

“Thank you, Hanji-san.” She wonders how far Hanji can see past her smile.

The scientist pats her hand on the door frame twice before she’s gone, bringing both of them to a collective sigh.

She moves to put aside her cup, suddenly hissing when her arm stretches out too far. Eren immediately takes the drink from her, eyeing the bruised limb as she nurses it.

“You need to put the sling back on.”

“It’s fine. I’m sure it’s almost done healing.”

He scoffs incredulously at that, sarcastically agreeing with her while plucking his jacket from the foot of the bed. The chair grinds harshly against the floor as he stands.

“I’ll come back later. Rest, Mikasa.” He juts a finger at her. “I mean it.”

She lays on her good side, adjusting the blanket Sasha brought her. “I will.”

The door clicks behind him and she curls her knees carefully towards her chest. Eventually, the drugs in her system take effect, slowly easing her out of consciousness and into a dreamless sleep.

His calls are initially distant, like a hallucination of sorts. But the delicate shake of her shoulder, the warmth of his palm is all too real for it to be a dream. Her muscles, stiff and tired, stretch before she turns to him.

“Eren,” she yawns, her scarf in his hand the first thing to catch her eye. “Is something going on?”

There’s a single stream of light seeping from the crack of the door, just enough for her to make out his figure. He’s changed out of uniform, dressed in his casual clothes.

“Can you come with me?” He’s half murmuring, half whispering. It must be late.

Her gaze bounces around the room, becoming one of confusion as it settles on him.

“Where?”

“I’ll show you.” His hands fidget at his sides. That is, if you want to.”

“I… I can’t walk. How will I…?

His mouth morphs into an ‘o,’ twisting into odd shapes before breathing a small ah. Eren helps her sit upright, carefully bending both legs over the edge of the mattress. He slips her shoes and sweater on patiently, cautious of any pressure until he finishes, looping the scarf around her neck. Despite her drowsiness, she blushes at his proximity, daring herself to meet his eyes. They flicker from her face to her neck, focused as he adjusts the material just beneath her chin. He stands at his full height, turning around completely.

Watching him kneel to her level, she catches on quick, placing her hands on his shoulders. The callous of his fingers slide over her calves, minding the bandaged leg as he draws both of them to his sides. He stands, strong and tall, forearms supporting her thighs comfortably.

“Are you alright? Your arm -”

“‘S alright,” she says, words almost a mumble. “I’m alright.”

It’s been awhile since she’s gotten fresh air. Everything is crisp; the temperature, the moon, the scent of pines. Much preferable to the stuffy corner she’s been in for the past week. Her cheek rests at the curve of his neck, brown strands occasionally tickling her nose. The pace he sets is rhythmic, the music of the night hushed and strangely reassuring. She begins to doze, forgetting her surroundings until he speaks, nudging her back into wakefulness.

“I thought about what you said earlier… y’know, about being tired of - everything.”

She tightens her arms a bit, letting him know she’s listening.

“Everyone deals with stress differently. But you - I think it’s hard for you to do anything but think and stress. And worry. You need another… outlet I guess, other than training. Especially now with…” his thumb brushes over the cotton layered on her shin, throat clearing. “Yeah.”

“I see.” Looking at her leg, she tries to estimate the amount of time it will take to heal. At least enough to where she can stand. She holds her sigh, steering her eyes away.

They start moving up a slope and his breathing becomes ragged, her concern and self-consciousness beginning to swell.

“Sorry,” she eventually says, awkward.

“For… for what?” he pants.

“I’m - heavy.”

Eren clicks his tongue, blaming his exhaustion on his last minute assignment. She can’t help but hold her frown, skeptical. He continues on, promising they’re close.

“Mikasa.” He turns to look at her, the edge of his jaw knocking into her forehead. Her lids remain closed, a small hum pressed into the nape of his neck.

“We’re here.”

The body of water is - huge, compared to the rivers they’ve waddled across in shiganshina. Pines and hills line each curve, clouds clustering and gliding over. It’s -

“Beautiful.”

The moonlight dances on the water’s surface, glistening like she’s never seen it before.

“It’s pretty amazing, isn’t it.”

After a couple of sharp gasps and multiple apologies, they find a spot on the earth side by side, observing the sight before them. It’s peaceful, compared to the busy environment of base, compared to the unsettling terrain outside of Rose.

“I… I don’t know what to say. Y’know, to convince you that it isn’t your fault. But I know exactly what it feels like - to deal with that.”

He leans back on his palms.

“When I’m overwhelmed, I come out here. It quiet enough. And there’s a lot of room to breathe.”

At this, she begins to understand. She hadn’t meant what she said earlier. It was out of guilt and exhaustion, but it provoked him enough to bring her to this place. For him to go to such lengths, just to help her feel better. It reminds her of why she’s here. Of the promise she made to someone important.

“Yes…there is. I’m really glad you brought me here, Eren.”

He tugs a lock of her hair, playfully, acknowledgments carried away with the midnight breeze.

His yawn is contagious, fatigue building as their conversation ceases. She doesn’t know she’s nodding off again until her temple falls onto his shoulder, a bit hard. She jerks and apologizes, moving to create some distance.

“It’s okay, Mikasa. I’ll wake you up when I’m ready to go.” With a pull of her cardigan, she’s back at his side, resting against his bicep. She isn’t sure how much time has passed, but when he thinks she’s sleeping, he wraps a meek arm around her.