#hange supremacy

[misshoneysplayhouse]

bro, I had an anon ask and i was high asf and deleted it like a dumbass, i'm high rn but i remembered what they asked so WHOEVER YOU ARE THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS teehee, I've been having Hange brainrot and you just put my ovulating ass into heat... so let me set the scene if you will..

Focus| h.zoe

The digital clock sitting on top of your nightstand flashed 5:00 exactly which was usually when Hange would get off work either super eager to tell you what went on during their day or nearly irritated to death with failed experiments and copious amount of paperwork. But today was slightly different.

You found yourself in the bathroom mirror finishing up from your shower, wearing one of their huge shirts, no bra and some lounge shorts. You had music lowly playing in the background from your speaker so you were in your own world.

You didn't even notice them standing in the doorway watching your every move, admiring every inch of your body and laughing to themselves as you sang to yourself.

"Is this what you've been doing all day?" They finally spoke up with a grin.

You jump a bit from being startled, jumping back while giggling to yourself.

"I can't have a day off without you stalking me huh?" You smiled, walking up to them for a kiss, and another, and then another, until it turned into a full mini makeout.

"Okay-mm-baby you okay?" You giggled in between kisses.

"I'd never thought seeing you in my shirt would turn me on this much..." They smirked.

"That's why you were staring me down like that? You know you can use your words, Hange." You teased, whispering the words against their lips.

"You know you like having all my attention on you, don't you doll?"

You nod your head while pressing your lips together to keep yourself from biting your lip.

"So instead of trying to switch on me, tell me what you really want princess.."

I recommend the song Sexy- by Tank since that was the song that came on in my playlist....IM PREGNANT

"Hange, I want you to watch me.." You blurted out, determined to keep up the act, as much as you wanted to give in and let them take over, you felt a little domineering knowing Hange liked seeing you like this and you wanted to explore it further.

So when you found yourself on the edge of the bed rubbing your swollen clit in front of them still wearing nothing but their shirt, you still had the idea to take over but just not the willpower.

Sitting directly in front of you, their hair was in a disheveled ponytail, and their work clothes were discarded on the floor wearing nothing but their boxers, palming themselves as their eyes were burned on your body. You couldn't think straight with them looking like that!

"Look at me, spread her open for me, juuusssst like that..good girl.." They spoke, their voice lowly hitting your ears.

You could feel yourself leaking onto the sheets, your slick covered fingers spreading yourself open teasing as you rubbed with more pressure. Your eyes met Hange playing with themselves and you couldn't focus on anything else but them. It made you slide your fingers inside, wishing it was them filling you up instead.

"Oh fuckk.." You whined, squirming your hips around to find that spot.

"T'awww what's wrong doll? You want something?" They teased, softly sucking in air as they pulled out their cock, dripping with precum and their tip red from all the teasing.

"I want you to keep watching me..please?" You begged, your eyes darkening as you leaned up, connecting your eyes back onto theirs.

Hange's face washed over with the color pink then it hued to a beet red, their jaw slightly dropped and their eyes changed from condescending to memorized.

"Fuck.." They whispered.

You started to pick up the pace as the feeling of Hange's eyes burned against your body, letting their name fall from your lips while you pumped in and out of your tight cunt occasionally pulling out to rub your throbbing clit

"I need you so bad..Hange.." You whimpered, taking a hand under the shirt to play with your breasts.

"You do?" They breathed, stroking faster to try and match your rhythm, they were practically ruining you in their mind. Just picturing how warm and tight you would feel wrapped around them, how pretty you'd look under them taking it so fucking well, just the way they like it.

"Mhmmm.." You murmured feeling a knot form in your stomach as your eyes fluttered shut.

They shot back open when you felt the feeling Hange's fingers sliding so easily inside of your pussy, you cried out while they played with your insides, taking them out to rub on your pretty cunt, their fingers covered in your slick.

They took that same hand and covered themselves with the nasty mess you made, a large groan escaping from the back of their throat.

"I didn't tell you to stop, cum for me while I watch doll.." They taunted, licking their lips still with the same burning stare from before.

You felt yourself tighten up as you kept the eye contact, sucking on your fingers before sliding them down your body and immediately putting them back inside, the feeling of emptiness left you wanting more.

"I want you inside of me Hange..oh fuck I want to cum all over you.." You babbled, curling and pumping your fingers up to abuse your g-spot, not caring at how desperate the speed was or how your face contorted with different facial expressions.

They watched you in awe as your pussy leaked, the squelching wet sounds mixed in with the sounds of your pretty voice that Hange loved so much.

"Keep talking to me, princess...I just want to paint that pretty pussy of yours white..I love it when you make a fucking mess sweetheart.." They groaned out, biting their bottom lip to hide the whimpers forming in the back of their throat.

"Cum all over my pussy Hange..please!" You cried out, your juices leaking out of your cunt almost like a pretty waterfall, ruining the sheets and even some managing to fall onto Hange, they couldn't take the tension a second longer.

"Keep cumming for me, I'm so fucking close..so fucking- FUCK!" You heard them grunt, you watched them jump up to their feet, pumping themselves faster and faster until you felt the warm white ropes of cum drip down your soaking wet cunt, mixing your flavors together.

You moaned from the sensation and threw your head back, panting like a bitch in heat while your legs twitched, still rubbing your clit to make sure your body was empty and drained.

"Uh un, don't tap out on me now..grab your toy from the drawer...I wanna watch from the back.." They spoke, laying light taps to your face, slowly switching over to cup your face, smooching your cheeks just a bit.

You in a post orgasmic state, hazily nodded and whined in agreement

"I love it when you watch me Hange..."

[hearth-and-veil]

I think Hange was actually pretty normal and sane prior to joining the Survey Corps. I think watching her comrades be slaughtered and eaten drove her mad and she became obsessed with titans as a coping mechanism. Because, if she could just understand the titans, she could stop them. She could save her comrades.

[catyypss]

Breaking news👀

[s1llycilantro]

tfw u eat ur old comrade to save ur own life

[unlikelyhoagiedragonghost-blog]

Hange, oh!

I want to rant away about why Hange has been always so depreciated.

First, I refuse to call Hange, 'them', because erasing Hange's gender as neutral seems like denying that one with such a great quality can not be a woman. Yes, despite whatever Yam said, Hange is a woman to me.

Second, in the ani , Hange was always an exaggerated weirdo character more than in the manga. Even Yam first imagined Hange that way, that's why he was surprised by Hange's popularity. Contrary to Levi, a character intentionally designed by Yam for fan's love interest, Hange grew with fan’s love because of her superb personality.

Third, although I prefer MAPPA than previous one, MAPPA did not avoid the error of reducing Hange in many of the scenes, for example, she showed strong solemnity about her disgust against genocide, but in the ani, she just uttered a sigh of lament.

Like many of my Levihan friend, I was not satisfied by the rushed animated farewell scene. More than Levi's, Hange's feelings were wiped out. This is in stark contrast to the additional scene of season one, when Petra's dead body was dumped to the ground. Petra is a rare figure in AOT, whose presence only justifies male love interest. She's a lovely characater exuding feminity and probably that's why she was considered deserving extra time despite her feeble presence. I doubt the reason why Hange was downgraded by the ani makers was that a female character with strength and leadership does not qualify for a personal feelings.

No matter what, Hange is my inspiration, and will always be.

[coderedkeanu]

when they give off those non-binary/under the brella vibes >>>

[hanssbabygirl]

My handsome soulmate and I on our wedding day😍💘💞💍👑🥰💎🛐

[stinkylittlerats]

hange back story when?

[moblitberner-bunch]

My knight in shining armour, I’d gladly hand over my handkerchief, and pray for your safe and swift return ser Hanji

Knight Hange commissioned by @kylekoraki

Kyle puts SO MUCH detail into their art and makes the best Hange fanart!! They brought Knight Hange to life for my fic!♥️😍🫦🫶🏻

[azultecnicolor]

Y'all couldn't surive Harry's ballerina antics

[midsummer-semantics]

wiggly wednesday 🪱

Okay sure, this sounds fun. I was tagged by @medusapelagia to share a brainworm/headcanon, and I've been trying to get one to develop more fully so here we go.

Today, I'm thinking about...

Steve and Eddie going through some of Eddie's old things as they pack up to move into their own place. Nancy and Robin are there to help even though that mostly consists of Robin picking through already-packed boxes because she keeps getting distracted by all of the things she finds.

Steve finds what looks to be a really old photo album, the sticky pages holding the photos down yellow with age.

"Oh, shit," Eddie says, taking it from him to flip through. "I haven't seen this in ages. I was sure it was lost when all the shit went down."

"Oh my god, please tell me there's embarrassing baby pictures of you in there," Robin grins, trying to snatch it away.

Eddie holds it out of reach, nearly throwing it as Robin tries to tackle him for it.

"Jesus Christ! I'll show you, just keep your insane paws to yourself!" Eddie gripes.

Steve scoots in closer while Robin and Nancy crowd in on his other side, all wanting a closer look.

There's not many pictures in it and most are grainy and out of focus, black and white and hard to distinguish. But there's a few of a baby with an unmistakeable crop of riotous curls.

"Holy shit, you were so cute," Steve coos, running a finger along the 2D cheek of one photo.

"Excuse you, Harrington, but I'm still cute," Eddie snarks, flipping to the next page.

There's one photo of a young man holding baby Eddie, dark curls so similar to his own atop his head. The photo looks to have been torn down the middle, the right side pressed right against baby Eddie's back, like whoever was on the other side was better left out of the picture long term.

"Huh," Steve hums. "It never occurred to me that I had no idea what your dad looks like."

"And for good reason, babe," Eddie says, fighting not to rip the photo out and burn it. "Thankfully all I got from him was his hair and penchant for hot wiring. Everything else I got from my mom I guess."

"You guess?" Nancy asks.

Eddie nods. "She died when I was a baby and the old man kind of went off the rails after. I suspect this—" he runs a finger along the jagged edge of the photo in the book, "is his handy work."

"That's a shame," Steve says softly. He lifts the plastic covering the photo and peels it off the sticky backing, holding it up to his face to get a closer look — his eye sight is pretty back after so many concussions after all.

"Ya know, if his hair was a little longer, like mullet style, he'd almost look like a dark-haired Billy Hargrove," Steve points out.

Robin snatches the photo out of his hand, holding it out stretched like she can see it better that way instead. "Oh, shit. You're right. That's so weird."

Eddie snatches it back, top lip curled in disgust. "I don't want to speak ill of the dead, but how fucking dare you in any way compare my gorgeous existence to that guy."

Steve snickers and presses a kiss to Eddie's cheek. "I'm sorry, babe. You're right."

The photo gets tucked back into its place and they keep flipping through the book. There's more of Eddie as an infant, a few more of his dad, even a couple of a young Wayne in his military uniform holding a toddler Eddie by his arms as he jumps up, legs gangly and wild. Any photo that might have contained Eddie's mom is ripped, none of them cleanly, and there's only the occasional hand or blur of dark hair. Even still, it does stop happening once Eddie's about six months old.

"Wow. So you really don't know what your mom looks like?" Nancy asks finally as they're setting the photo album in a box.

"Oh no I do," Eddie says. "I have one singular picture of her from right after I was born. Wayne saved it for me."

"Oooooo can we see?" Robin pipes in. Eddie shrugs, getting up to dig through a shoebox that Steve's seen before but somehow managed to avoid snooping through — not that he didn't think about it all the time for the last year they've been together.

He comes back with a photo, plopping back into his spot while his friends and boyfriend crowd around him once more.

It's dead silent for several minutes, all of them staring at the picture. Eddie always figured his uncle was on to something when he said Eddie looked more like his mom, but now that he's about her age when this photo was taken, he thinks he can really see it.

On his left, Steve is trying to process exactly what he's looking at. Sure, the woman in the photo looks like she has the same dark hair that Eddie does, though it's a lot less curly, but aside from the hair and the tired look on her face, she could be a dead ringer for —

"Either Mrs. Wheeler has a doppleganger, or a secret twin we don't know about," he says.

He glances at Robin for a second before looking at Eddie and Nancy. They're heads are bowed over the photo, wearing matching expressions of wide-eyed shock.

Wait.

Matching.

Oh shit.

"Eddie," Robin says carefully. "What's your mom's name?"

His jaw opens and closes a few times before he croaks out, "Elizabeth, but Wayne said she only ever went by—"

"Her middle name?" Nancy asks, the fear of knowing the answer obvious in the wobble of her voice.

Eddie flips the photo over to look at the names and date written on the back. He's looked at it a million times, tracing her loopy handwriting so much over the years that it's slightly smudged, but still legible.

Karen Elizabeth Harvey + Edward Wayne Munson, November 1965

"Oh shit."

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no-pressure tags if anyone also wants to share a brainworm: @tedewitt @hornedqueenofhell @malikat24601 @spectrum-spectre

[hearth-and-veil]

I love this episode. From Niccolo's paella to Hange's pure enthusiasm winning over the engineers, it's precious. But nothing will ever be as sweet as the fact that Hange and Levi still leave a chair for Erwin.

When the Scouts first got back and were debriefing Historia and the military hierarchy on Grisha Yeager's books, the seat to Hange's right was left open and yeah maybe it was just because there were only 9 Scouts left. But a year on? There are enough asses for seats and they still leave it open instead of moving Jean or Armin up a row.

The Scouts stand for a lot of things, but nothing so much as loyalty.

Anyway, I refuse to believe otherwise.

[unlikelyhoagiedragonghost-blog]

It's been a week but I can never get over with.

Different leadership- Erwin x Hange

Recently I visited a local website devoted to AOT and read some posts about the character analysis. Although they highly regarded Erwin as a leader, Hange is unfairly discredited, so I want to make things straight.  Before I post my opinion there, I want to share it with you.

The reason Hange is considered incapable, according the post is

1) Contrary to Erwin, Hange did not show enough of leadership and always took a back seat to outside powers.

2) The lack of leadership is the reason why Eren had to turn to rumbling because he did not see much of a future for Paradis island.

3) When she was given the chance to save her comrades (by making use of the rumbling!), she merely turned to her emotion and said “Mass murder is unacceptable.”

4) At last, she sacrificed herself just like a soldier not like a leader.

I think this point of view is so, so wrong and based on male, superhero-centric, immature leadership.

For me, until the final season, AOT was a child’s play good for time killing. From the final season, it finally became an adult drama, and I became interested in the original manga.  I do not deny that Erwin is an extraordinary leader, but the world Erwin faced was much more simple and uni-dimensional, while the world of the final season is just like the world that we live in, chaotic and unpredictable (plus the monstrous power of Ymir who can freely change the past, present and future). As for Titans, Hange actually killed off all of them without sacrifice of a single soldier. Still, Hange lost her heart, blaming all on herself.

2. Is there an alternative at all (Zeke's idea was actually the same as Frieda's and rejected, again)? The solution of getting rid of Titan trait from the Eldian and convincing this to the rest of the world was all but impossible within the time frame. To be fair, the mass murder by rumbling was all set much earlier and Eren saw this future at the decoration ceremony. 

It was not even Eren but Ymir who had all the keys.

Again, however, Hange blames it on her, but that is not her fault.

3. Approving mass murder is not a matter of emotion. Compared to Erwin, whose enemies were Titans that deserve death, the enemies at the final season are all humankind outside the wall, whom Hange contacted and had relationship with.  Her decision was much more difficult and heart-breaking because she had to betray her own people for greater good.

4. Her sacrifice at the finale is never less than that of Erwin.  She did not even escort any of her squad, and she took it all on her, as always.  That’s the leadership of Hange.

This scene of Hange at the side of dying Floch shows her whole personality. Despite everything that he has done to her, she totally understands why he had to do that, and woes for him.

Max Weber said that the politician needs to balance an "Ethic of Moral Conviction" with an "Ethic of Responsibility."  Hange was a soldier, however, she was also the best politician who served both Ethics flawlessly. In the real world, we see so many politicians who lack neither of these ethics, that’s why our world is such a misery even without Titans.

[wingedwhitelioness]

Hange’s new outfit in Brave Order game 💛💛💛

[chaotic-on-main]

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[fangirlforeversthings]

Attack of the clones belongs to the girls.❤🌸🌅