#infiltrating paradis

[theninjasheeep]

Summary:

Porco and Pieck take on the burden of their mission, but infiltrating Paradis on their own gives them the opportunity to love freely, without chains or armbands.

Notes:

This was supposed to be a fic about Porco and Pieck making love in front of a fireplace but inspiration took an angsty-ish turn toward infiltration to Paradis. Enjoy!

[cutecinnamon]

Concurrence I

{ Concurrence I: A Declared Traitor • Levi x Reader }

CW: ⊹₊ MDNI ⊹₊ Pregnancy ⊹₊ Somewhat Explicit Smut Details ⊹₊ Levi Cares Despite The Circumstance ⊹₊

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• 2.3k word count •

Note: Concurrence II is now up ♡

: divider by @cafekitsune

Synopsis:

(Y/n) was a soldier under Levi's squad, she was a very skillful and effienciently trained scout until one day her cover was blown and the whole squad found out that she was in fact a Marleyan, and she was a warrior sent as an agent to infiltrate the survey corps. When Levi and the others found out she was to be executed until Queen Historia decided that the best punishment for her was to in fact stay at the survey corps since she was one of the most liable scouts, but one thing she did not expect was that she was ordered to carry the child of Humanity's strongest in order to keep the Ackerman Bloodline alive.

PART I

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The gentle breeze of the air touched your skin, it was cold.

Ever since the cat was out of the bag it became almost impossible to gain the reputation in the survey corps you once had.

You gently looked down at your belly, it was still not showing.

You then remembered the words of the queen that changed your life.

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"(y/n) how can you do this...? " Historia asked her, her gaze flickered with doubt and cold acceptance of the situation.

"Forgive me Historia, please know that I never intended to be a traitor to the survey corps... even if I'm not an Eldian by blood, my loyalty belongs to everyone here, in the walls, to Captain Levi and the survey corps."

(y/n) told Historia while kneeling, facing the consequences of her actions as a declared traitor.

"I know you (y/n), We have been under Levi's squad and I can tell that it wasn't all an act and show... that your loyalty was indeed with us... despite you being sent here by Marley to infiltrate the corps."

Historia said knowingly, she did believe that

(y/n) never intended any of that to happen and she had grown to fight for Paradis.

"I will accept any punishment that will be dished out on me, whatever it is... I know the terms of the regiment and I will face the consequence of my actions wholeheartedly."

(y/n) said, looking at Historia, her gaze showing acceptance of what is to come towards her actions.

"You know that I won't punish you with death or anything of that sort (y/n), I know that you are needed in the squad and I know that you are a good person,"

Historia said, her orbs carried kindness, just like how she was when she was still reffered to as her former alias Krista.

"Although you are still a declared traitor and... there is this other thing..." Historia continued,

"The Ackerman Bloodline, it must live on." Historia stated, her gaze changing with a hint of austere.

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pitter-patter

The sound of raindrops making contact with your skin and the floor brings you back, pulling you away from your thoughts.

You looked at your uniform as it started to soak from the droplets of water meeting your now fragile body.

You were still out of it, after hearing the words fall from Commander Hange's mouth an hour ago.

"Looks like you're pregnant (y/n), Congratulations." Hange said, her voice laced with warmth and anticipation.

Although it was delivered with a cheery and accepting tone by the Commander, it was not something that you wanted to hear, especially given the case that this was the punishment dished out to you by Historia herself and the fact that the biological father also despises you due to your faults of being a declared traitor under his squad.

You continued to stand at the field despite the continued droplets of water becoming heavier.

You were lost in your thoughts, the overwhelming feeling of the potential present and future,

It was all too much.

You were once again pulled away from your spiraling thoughts when someone pulled your arm, it wasn't the most gentle gesture but it also wasn't the harshtest.

"Snap out of it (y/n)." Levi firmly reminded while leading you to the barracks, to your shared quarters,

Levi didn't say anything afterwards, the walk towards your shared quarters was very quiet.

When you both reached the door, he opens it and drags you in despite your uniform dripping from the cold rain you openly welcomed while standing at the field spacing out earlier.

Levi closed the door, he then approaches you. The same distant, cold and hardened gray orbs was met by your gaze, despite the news he still maintained the same demanor, unfazed.

Turns out that Hange had a discussion with Levi telling him the news while you were at the field drenching yourself in the rain while your thoughts and feelings were all over the place.

"Tch, are you really that fucking careless (y/n)?" Levi asked her, his gaze piercing her.

"Sorry, I was just out of it, Captain." (y/n) replied, trying to keep her emotions in check, it was honestly an indescribable feeling.

"Change your clothes, you shouldn't get sick." Levi told her, though his tone of voice was void of concern and was laced with a hint of annoyance, he did care for her, and their now existing baby inside of her.

"Do you know...?" (y/n) asked, looking at Levi.

"Do you think I'm dumb? Besides, four eyes already discussed it to me." Levi responded, his tone still hinted subtle annoyance.

Levi approaches their wooden closet, he then grabs (y/n)'s white colored silk nightgown which was neatly folded and hands it to her.

"Take a bath and change, we wouldn't want you and that growing baby inside you to get sick." Levi told (y/n) his voice in monotone, his gaze still the same, with that unbothered and unfazed look to it.

(y/n) took the neatly folded silk nightgown, muttering a "Thank you." to her Captain.

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You knew that your relationship with the Captain wasn't the best ever since your identity of being "A Marleyan warrior sent to the survey corps to infiltrate them to get intel" was disclosed.

When everyone found out in your squad, they're jaws were all hanging open and they can't seem to grasp that you were a traitor,

The betrayal was far too foreseen.

You were a very skilled scout and edition to Levi's squad, especially when it came to your mission to protect Eren.

Your relationship with Levi was not bad too, although it was only civil, he did see potential in you, hell you even sometimes have tea with him at his office after helping him clean.

Which adds to the more disappointment and hatred that Levi has for you.

Although he still somewhat acts civil with you, you know deep down that he hates you, and the idea of concieving a child with you was indeed a burden for him.

"I mean, who would want a child from a traitor anyways?"

That phrase or question, the usual you hear from a few scouts who had heard about your rumored punishment.

After taking a warm bath, you wore the white silk nightgown as you proceeded to leave the bathroom.

You and Levi had been sharing quarters ever since you were exposed at the regiment about you true identity, It was an order that you are to be watched by Levi as he can end you with a swift if you are still proven guilty for the past accusations against you.

You went to your side of the bed, there is only one bedroom but it has two beds with a small space in between which was occupied by a small nightstand.

A few minutes prior, the Captain also entered the room, approaching your bed as you sat down at the soft neatly covered cushion.

"Don't be careless again brat." Levi stated, his tone hardly annoyed but still maintaining its usual monotone.

"Yes Captain," you simply responded avoiding his gaze, unsure how to face your captain,

Unsure how to face the father of your developing child.

"I'm sure that you were thought as a cadet to look at your superiors when taking with them."

Levi reminded you of your current behavior with his stern tone of speaking as you continued to avoid any eye contact with him.

You tried your best to look at him, meeting his piercing gray orbs.

"My apologies Captain, that was wrong and disrespectful of me." You stated, trying your best to maintain eye contact with him.

"Don't forget your ground (y/n), even if you're pregnant with my child, that doesn't change anything." Levi said, the coldness of his voice still lingering.

You nod at Levi, while maintaining eye contact with him.

"Yes Captain, I understand." You replied trying to keep your voice monotone despite the overwhelming feelings you were feeling.

You were seeking for comfort,

Namely Levi's comfort,

The comfort of your baby's father.

The news still struck you with many emotions of uncertainty, and it all wasn't easy.

Your mind then went back to the day that you and the Captain were both trying to conceive, it wasn't the most romantic gesture like others described it to be, reaching cloud nine, but then again you still reached that high, despite knowing better than anyone that given your circumstance, affection was doomed to be devoid between the two of you.

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The room was lit dim with candle lights, The smell of Chamomile lingering the room's gentle atmosphere. A few moans and groans were heard from the room.

"Ca- Captain..." you moaned out, as you arched your back feeling Levi's lips making contact with your already wet core.

"I shouldn't be enjoying this... this is suppose to be a punishment, damn you (y/n)". Levi said as he continued to burry his lips and tongue towards your moist and slippery entrance.

"I... I'm close... Captain Lev-" Levi cuts you off, as he continued to burry his tongue deeper reaching for your sweet spot that makes you see stars, as tears started to blur your sight from the overwhelming pleasure running its course throughout your body.

"Give it to me, let go." Levi said with his usual monotone and cold voice, but despite the cold gaze he always conveys, you also saw hunger and anticipation in his orbs as he looked at you while you lose yourself into the pleasure with the work of his tongue.

Your back arches as you let go a muffled moan echoing throughout your shared quarters as you grabbed Levi's raven black hair.

"Good girl, now let me fill you up until you carry my child, you Marleyan brat." Levi stated as he started to align his tip in your sensitive yet still soaking core.

As Levi pushed his length inside of you all you can do is remember the punishment dished out for you, for being a Marleyan traitor who infiltrated the scouts.

"You are ordered to carry the offspring of Captain Levi as your punishment."

"Is.. is this really all for the punishment...?" you asked while feeling Levi's tip between your seizing needy walls.

"Do you actually think I'll make love to someone like you?" Levi asked with a hint of subtle sarcasm in his voice as he fully inserted his hard length inside of you.

"So... this is all nothing to you...?" you asked, although you know the answer all too well, at the back of your mind you were hoping for a different answer, as you felt each thrust Levi was giving you, it started out slow as he lets you adjust to his size.

"Nothing, just like how you mean nothing to me." Levi answered coldly with no hint of guilt, not even a flash of regret is visible in his eyes, as he continued to thrust deeper, his pace getting faster as he penetrated your walls.

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"Nothing, just like how you mean nothing to me."

Levi's words were honestly stuck in your mind, playing like a broken cassette record.

You then decided to lay down on your bed while Levi was sitting on his chair near a small round table drinking his tea peacefully despite his unknown thoughts screaming loudly at him.

"(y/n), I know our situation is not ideal for the both of us." Levi stated while looking at his cup of tea.

"I am aware, Captain Levi." you simply stated, still feeling the needy desire to be wrapped around his arms while being comforted by his warmth.

Levi sighs, he knows what you need, even though he wants to provide it, he feels as if something is holding him back from giving you the comfort you very much seek for.

"You're a traitor." Levi stated while looking at your direction, you then decided to sit up making eye contact with him, both of your gaze meeting.

"No matter how much I explain myself, I do know I have that reputation in your eyes, and the whole regiment." answer him softly, at this rate you have come to the conclusion that nothing will change, it was impossible to change your image nor your fate after everything.

Levi stands up, leaving his cup of tea at the round table beside him.

He then makes his way towards you.

"(y/n) a scout never gives up, if you really want to return your proper reputation then prove yourself, the regiment is no place for pathetic and soft-hearted beings like you." Levi stated firmly while still maintaining eye contact with you.

"Captain... no matter what I do, I will always be viewed as a traitor, I'm a lost cost." at this point you were honestly at the verge of tears.

"Damn this pregnancy hormones," you continued to state, while wiping the tears forming in your eyes.

Levi then kneeled his right knee while you were sitting at your bed, making you both leveled.

"Listen to your Captain, I may not be fond of you but you are currently carrying my child, I do not wish for my child to have a mother who is a pathetic crybaby so stop crying."

Although Levi's voice was still the same with its usual stern and cold hint to it, his orbs were softer, making you come to the conclusion that he is at the very least trying to comfort you.

Your tears started to pour,

"Damn it brat, didn't I tell you not to cry?" Levi asked with the same tone of voice but then again, his gaze melting softer as he stood up, closing the distance between you both, he then pulled you into the warmth of his body, his arms holding you, while gently stroking your hair.

"Stop crying, I don't want your tears soaking my uniform." Levi reminded, still holding you gently betraying the coldness of his own tone of voice.

"Yes Captain... I understand." you softly replied while sobbing, as tears continued to pour from your eyes, soaking his scout uniform, although everything was a mess and out of place due to the overwhelming occurring events, you felt safe with the presence of your Captain's warmth meeting yours.

Maybe, he does care.

I hope you all like the first part of Concurrence,

Will start and write a few drafts for part II,

- Cinna ♡ ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

[casualaruanienjoyer]

Imagine an alternate AOT timeline where Pieck joins Reiner and Bertholdt in Paradis instead of Annie, and Armin and Annie don't meet until way later in the story where Annie, instead of Pieck, infiltrates Shiganshina's military headquarters. At this point Armin has only ever seen her as the female titan, but once Hange brings them all together Armin finally gets to see Annie in her non titan form. First time he fumbles his words, for sure 👀

[daisynik7]

Iris

And I don't want the world to see me, ‘cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.

Pairing: Eren Jaeger x f!reader

Rating: Mature – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Word Count: ~4.5k (I went way over than I was supposed to, lol)

cw: switching POVs (2nd person reader, 3rd person Eren), canon-universe, VERY canon-divergent, consider this a what-if scenario, major AOT spoilers up to season 4, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut – PIV sex (cowgirl position), fingering 

Summary: At the Battle of Fort Slava, Eren Jaeger, hell-bent on launching his ultimate attack on Marley, injures himself to pose as a wounded soldier, granting him admittance to the hospital to finalize his plans. You, an Eldian volunteer working at the hospital, start treating this new patient, nervous about his mysterious demeanor. Eventually, you learn that you have much more in common with each other than you think. 

Author’s Note: Thank you @ichinosejager13 for your second request for the y2k karaoke party! I did something totally different this time; I wrote a fic set in the canon universe. I thought it fit well with this song, so I hope you like it! While it’s set in the canon universe, it is very obviously canon divergent, so please remember I took a lot of liberties with this. I am in no way suggesting that any of this is what I wish happened in canon. I just think it was an interesting idea to write. Also, I understand that this will seem very out-of-character for Eren, but let’s just roll with it because it's all in good fun, lol. 

Like, reblogs, and/or comments are ALWAYS appreciated! Thank you for reading! MDNI banner by @/cafekitsune.

Fort Slava, huddled in the trenches. Blade through his leg, bullet in his eye. This is the last vivid memory Eren can recall as he stands in line outside the hospital, waiting to be admitted. Some asshole Marleyan imitates explosion sounds, causing all of those around him to fall to the ground, cowering in fear. They suffer trauma from the battlefield, and even Eren, with a clear conscious now, is affected by it. A kid, another Eldian dawning the same yellow armband as he is, steps towards them, kneeling down to help them up. He even assists Eren, correcting his armband to his left arm instead of the right. Luckily, it goes unnoticed by everyone else, which is exactly what he wants. 

It's all part of his plan; the attack on Marley. It’s been in the works for months now, starting with his infiltration of the army, fighting alongside Marleyans and Eldians alike. He thought he’d have better clarity of the situation, maybe get convinced to call the whole thing off after bonding with other solders through the tragedies of violence and war. Unfortunately, it’s only made him realize how much more he needs to follow through with it. Nothing will ever change in this cruel world unless he’s the one to do it. 

There are days when he gets cold feet. He’s tempted to re-evaluate, find a way back to his home of Paradis, reunite with his friends, devise a better plan and figure it out together. But in all the futures Eren can see, his current plan is the only one that will work. The only one that will grant him the freedom he’s been chasing his entire life.  

The process is slow to get a room in the hospital. Luck remains on Eren’s side when he’s assigned a private room. It’s barren; a single-bed, just long enough to accommodate his stature, withered sheets and rusted iron on the frame. There’s a small nightstand beside it with two drawers to hide his belongings, which is essentially nothing, and atop is a small lamp, illuminating the room in a dreary glow. It’s not luxurious, but it’s enough for the time-being. Because that’s all Eren needs right now: time. 

Eventually, Zeke will find him. They’ve been contacting each other for a while now, and Eren has a firm grasp on what his older brother is trying to convince him to do with the Founder’s power. While he doesn’t agree with his idea to euthanize the entire race of Eldians, Eren needs to entertain it long enough to manipulate Zeke into letting him use his royal blood. 

It's all convoluted and fucked up, he’s aware of that. Somedays, he wishes he could escape this curse without doing anything at all. That one day, he’d be gone from this world, liberated from his Titan power, saved from this burdened life. This isn’t what he imagined while reading all those books he and Armin would marvel at as kids. This isn’t the freedom he was hoping for. 

He rests in his pathetic, yet oddly comforting bed, staring up at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep. His leg and eye are still wrapped in bandages, so a nurse should be coming soon to check on him. There’s a faint commotion out in the hallway, but Eren is too lazy and too uninterested to investigate. Soon, it subsides, and the door swings open, revealing a women around his age, wearing a nurses uniform and the yellow Eldian patch on her left arm. He recognizes the attire from battle; the army had a few nurses stationed at the fort for casualties. 

“Mr. Kruger?” she asks. 

It takes him a second to remember the alias he decided to use. He confirms it, nodding his head silently. 

She gives him a warm smile, introducing herself. “I’ll be helping you from now on.”

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You started working at the hospital a few months ago. For Eldians, it’s nearly impossible to be accepted into higher education, so nursing school was never an option. With opportunities so scarce, your best bet was to apply for a volunteer position at the hospital in hopes of using that as a steppingstone for an actual paying job. You don’t expect a promotion any time soon, not even in the near future, but at least you’re spending your time helping others.

While it’s rewarding, it isn’t glamorous or pretty in the slightest bit. Because you lack the proper education, your tasks mostly include bathing, feeding, cleaning up any accidents or messes. Occasionally, if your patient is open to it, you spend time with them chatting, doing activities with them, listening to their stories. This is rare, though. Most that are admitted are Marleyans who refuse to speak to you because of your status. Some are even reluctant to have you help them in the first place. The Eldians, sadly, are usually too traumatized to open up, so you do your best to make them comfortable however you can. 

When you meet your newest patient, Eren Kruger, you don’t expect him to be any different from the rest. You are, however, surprised at how young he is; he can’t be any older than you, judging by his appearance. His records show nothing except for his name and his status as an Eldian, which isn’t unusual, so you don’t think much of it. “Mr. Kruger, I know you must be hungry,” you start. “Lunch will be arriving soon. If you need assistance, I’ll be here to help you.”

He acknowledges you with another curt nod, remaining silent. You can’t help but notice how brilliantly green his eyes are. Have you ever seen irises like his before? You let the inappropriate thought vanish quickly before you ask, “Would you like me to bathe you now or after you eat?”

At this, his brows tighten. “Bathe?” 

“Yes, Mr. Kruger. We can bathe you before or after lunch, it’s up to you – ”

“I don’t want to bathe,” he says, avoiding your gaze. 

You blink at him, unsure how to respond. “Surely you must want to be clean – ”

He interrupts you again, muttering, “How can I, when I’m like this?”

You understand his hesitation now, not needing further explanation. Sometimes, patients with missing limbs have expressed concern submerging themselves in a tub full of water, not wanting to get their bandages wet. Quickly, you clarify, “It would be a sponge bath. We can do that while you’re lying in bed, actually. And your bandages will stay intact.”

This seems to be the answer he’s looking for. His expression relaxes when he says, “After. I want to do it after I eat.”

You smile softly at him, noting it on your checkboard. “Understand. I’ll go check on your meal now. Is there anything else you need from me?”

A beat passes before he replies, “Pen and paper. For letters.”

You write it, reminding yourself to bring it when you return with his meal. “Got it.”

A few minutes later, you return with a tray of food along with a wad of paper and two pens. You set it on his nightstand beside him, waiting for him to move it. When he doesn’t, staying still, staring blankly at the foot of the bed, you clear your throat. “Mr. Kruger?”

“I’m not hungry,” he murmurs. 

“But you haven’t eaten all day. You need nourishment if you’re going to get any better.”

“And who says I want to get better?” He glares at you, startled by the intensity in his gaze. 

You swallow hard, nervous, but still resilient. “You have to eat. You owe it to yourself after what you’ve been through.”

“And how would you know what I’ve been through?” His voice is steady, a hint of venom, barely enough to sting. But you’re determined. You sit at the edge of the bed, careful not to touch him. Reaching for the tray, you set it down on your lap, sighing. “I don’t know. I have no idea what war is like out there. All I know is that it’s not great for us here. At least out there, you’re fighting together as a unit. Marleyan, Eldian, it doesn’t matter. You’re working to defeat our enemy. And who knows? If we ever win the war, maybe life will be better for us here.” You shove the tray towards him, glaring back at him. “So the least you could do is try to see it through and survive, right?”

He studies you carefully, contemplating how to respond. Glancing at the tray in front of him, he smirks, scooping a spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth. You ease up, tension releasing from your shoulders. 

After a few more bites, he speaks. “Who do you think the enemy is?” 

Just when you thought you were in the clear, he asks you another question. “It was the Mid-East Allies. That’s who you fought at Fort Slava.” 

“But who do you think the real enemy is?” He’s finished with his potatoes, now moving on to his meatloaf. 

“Well, I suppose it’s whoever the government says it is.” You’re unsure what kind of answer he’s searching for.

“And if they say that we’re the enemy, then what?” He points between you, leaving you confused. 

“We…?”

“Eldians. Devils.”

“No, no. The Devils are on the island. We’re…we’re not like them.”

“Are you sure?” He stuffs the rest of the meat into his mouth, chewing and swallowing it all down. “What makes you think you’re any better here than you are there?”

Your face feels hot now, and you start to stammer. “Because…because that’s what we were told. We’re on the right side. They’re on the wrong.” 

His plate is nearly clean now. He slides his fingers on the remnants, licking it off before chugging half a glass of water. “What if I told you there’s a place for people like us? A place where you wouldn’t have to walk around with an armband. A place where you were treated fairly. Would you want to go to a place like that?” 

You feel yourself drawn in by his words. The idea of it sounds impossible. Ever since you were born, you were taught to know your place in this world. That place was here in Marley, destined to be a second-class citizen. You were told that the island across the sea was full of devils like you, but because you’re here, you’re better. You can’t deny that you’ve been curious what life is like out there. All this time, you thought it must be worst, secluded on an island, hated by the rest of the world. 

But is this life any better? Secluded in your own community and still hated by the rest of the world?

You pick the tray up from his lap, muttering, “I’ll go get your sponge bath ready.”

He doesn’t add anything else, watching you silently. You walk towards the door, ready to leave. Before you do, you say, “And to answer your question: I would.”

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It was supposed to be innocent banter, that’s what Eren intended. He figured he could chalk it up to the trauma speaking for him, that she wouldn’t even be remotely interested in what he had to say. He thought she’d be like all the other naïve, brainwashed Eldians, ignorantly believing everything that was told to them. He realizes soon enough that he was wrong to underestimate her.

She comes to him every day, fulfilling her volunteer duties. Their daily routine begins with breakfast, then a morning stroll in his wheelchair out in the courtyard. Sometimes they’ll play chess at one of the tables, sometimes it’s checkers. Lunchtime comes, and then it’s time for a bath, one of Eren’s favorite parts of the day. Her hands are always gentle, gliding along his skin with a damp sponge. They’ll do another stroll outside, this time on his crutches, where he practices how to walk. Dinner arrives when it’s already dark out, and occasionally, he’ll ask her to read the latest news from the paper. 

While all this happens, they talk. They talk a lot. 

As expected, she figures out that Eren is from Paradis, though he bends the truth about his true intentions for being here. She doesn’t know about his Titan powers, thinking he’s a refugee seeking sanctuary here. Surprisingly, she isn’t offended about it; in fact, she’s curious. They spend most of their time together sharing stories of their childhood. Eren describes life in Paradis, she describes life in Marley. While there are stark differences between their upbringings, there are also blatant similarities. And together, they come to the gut-wrenching conclusion: Eldians are terrorized wherever they are, whether it’s here, or across the sea. 

Eren has only sent one letter in the past two weeks, and that was to his friends back home, informing them that he is in Marley, safe and sound. He doesn’t disclose his plan to them yet. In all honestly, he’s not sure what the plan is anymore. Zeke still hasn’t found him, nor has Eren gone out of his way to be found. What Eren does know is that he enjoys spending time with the woman who helps him. So much that he’s losing grip on what he’s supposed to be doing here. He has to do something soon.

It comes to a head one night, three weeks after he was admitted to the hospital. Eren requests for another sponge bath after dinner; it was a hot day and he worked up a sweat during their afternoon walk. She helps him strip his shirt off, starting with the wet, warm sponge at his chest, massaging small circles onto his sticky skin. He watches her carefully, noticing her eyes lingering on his body more so than usual. 

He speaks softly into her ear, leaning in close. “I have something to tell you.”

She continues above his waist, hands gently scrubbing, not bothering to look at him when she responds. “What is it, Eren?”

He’s thought about this all day. The plan. “Would you like to visit Paradis?”

This time, she does look at him, confused. “What?”

Louder now, and more confident, he says, “Come to Paradis with me. See what it’s like there.”

She scoffs. “I can’t just leave.”

“Why not?”

“Because this is my home.”

“They treat you like nothing here,” he argues. “At Paradis, you’re somebody. We can be safe at Paradis.”

She stops, tossing the sponge into the bucket of water beside her, frustrated. “Safe? After everything you’ve told me? You said it yourself; you’ve been terrorized by Titans since you were a kid. Every nation in the world wants Paradis gone. How can it be safe?”

He swallows thickly, gripping her hand delicately in his. “I can’t explain everything right now, but I have a plan. We have a plan.” He recalls one of the last memories he has of Armin, his brilliant friend, suggesting a small-scale Rumbling, enough to scare the rest of the world from attacking Paradis for centuries. He dismissed it quickly then, but now, he considers it. Could this be their best option? Instead of the billions of casualties Eren had originally devised? “You just have to trust me for now. Once we’re there, I can explain everything.”

She stares at him, clearly in shock from his suggestion. He doesn’t blame her. Eren is asking her to give up everything she knows. 

“Eren,” she starts, squeezing his hand tighter. “I don’t know if I can do that.” 

He smiles at her, brushing his thumb across her knuckles delicately. “I understand. I know it’s a big ask, and I shouldn’t have expected you to say yes. I just…I just think I know what I can do for Paradis to make it safe for people like us. Somewhere we can be ourselves, where people will know us for who we are, and not for what they see on our armbands.”

“It sounds like paradise,” she says quietly.

“It does. And I think I could make it that way. I know I can.”

She sighs, retrieving the sponge again. “I want to believe you, Eren. But I don’t think I can throw away my life for something I’m unsure of.” She starts to slide his pants off, ready to wash below his waist.

“Please, just consider it. I plan to leave soon, within the next few days. I just have to send out a letter tomorrow, and I should be ready to go.”

“You’re leaving? Already?”

“I know what I have to do now. I can’t waste any more time when we can end this war now.”

She peers at him, tears welling in her eyes. “I…” 

“What is it?” He sits up, leaning in close to cup her cheek, brushing away her falling tears. 

“Will we ever see each other again?” Her voice is trembling, lips quivering. His heart sinks into his stomach, seeing her like this.

He presses his forehead to hers. “I’ll find you when this is all over. I promise you. Whatever you do, don’t go anywhere near the shore, okay?” The small-scale Rumbling should only affect the fleets, which will be in the middle of the ocean, far from the shore. Still, he can’t risk anything happening to her. Not when he isn’t there to protect her.

She nods, not asking for any further explanation. He presses a small kiss to her forehead. “I’m going to do whatever it takes to bring us peace.” 

~~~

Eren asks you to drop off a letter in the mailbox, addressed to someone named Azumabito. Apparently, she is an ally to Eldians who is stationed here in Marley, so she can arrange a ship for him to head back home. 

There are still so many questions left unanswered, though you decide not to ask them. Maybe it’s foolish to trust someone you’ve only known for a month. But Eren has given you more truth about this harsh world that anyone else the entire time you’ve been here. And he’s the only one who’s ever promised you a better life. 

Two days after you mailed the letters, you receive a response. It’s addressed to you, though you’re sure it’s meant for Eren. There’s a fancy insignia stamped to one corner of the envelope: a circle with a triangle in the center, formed by samurai swords. You keep it safe in your pocket as you head for the kitchen, ready to deliver Eren’s dinner. 

He reads it when he’s finished with his meal. You watch as he scans the letter carefully, mouthing a few words under his breath. When he reaches the end, he looks up at you, a small grin on his face. “She’s arranged a ship for tomorrow morning, before sunrise.”

You gasp, surprised at how soon his departure is. “Tomorrow?”

He nods, folding the letter and tucking it beneath his pillow. 

You let out a deep breath, unsure what else to say. Noticing your quiet demeanor, he reaches for your hand to hold it. “I know this is happening so fast. But I’ve never been more certain about what I need to do until now.” He interlocks his fingers with yours, smiling. “And you helped me with that.”

“Me? How?”

“By being you. By giving me a chance to explain myself. Even when you found out I was from Paradis, you didn’t judge me. You got to know me. It showed me that there are people, good people, on this side. That even in a ruthless place like this, there is beauty to be saved.” 

You don’t say anything, throat too heavy with emotion to respond. Blinking away your tears, you take his tray from his lap, walking quickly to the door. Before you can leave, he asks, “Can you please come back to help me shave?”

Without turning to face him, you nod, exiting his room, stifling your sobs on your way down the hallway. Your heart yearns for more time with him. For the past few weeks, being here has been an escape from your painful reality. You’re not seen as an Eldian, you aren’t considered a second-class citizen. With him, you’re just you. 

You know that you can’t keep him caged here forever. Like a bird, he’s ready to spread his wings. He’s ready to be free. While you’re heartbroken to see him leave, you’re thrilled for him to fulfill his destiny. All you can hope is that one day, you’ll be reunited in a better place than here. 

You return to his room a couple of minutes later with everything you need to give him a close shave. His facial hair has grown out quite a bit since he arrived. You lather his face with a small amount of soap, scrubbing the suds off with a warm, wet towel. He closes his eyes, indulging in your relaxing touch. After mindful preparation, you begin to shave his goatee with a straight razor, pulling his skin taut, gliding the blade carefully across his chin, cleaning it after every stroke. When you’re done with his beard, you focus your attention on his mustache, delicately moving the razor until his skin is smooth and shaven. You smile as you wipe off any remaining residue with the towel. 

With everything discarded into the bucket of water set on the nightstand, you take this time to admire his face, memorizing every detail. The flutter of his lashes, the bridge of his nose, the sharpness of his jawline, the plush of his lips. It’s only now that you realize how close to him you are. You’re kneeling beside him on the bed, noses almost touching, your fingers grazing his smooth skin. He opens his eyes to look at you, and his breath hitches at the intimacy, glancing at your mouth. 

Before you can move, he closes the short distance, kissing you on the lips. As quickly as it happens, he pulls away, blushing. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I should have asked first. I’m sorry – ”

You cut him off with another kiss, hungry for more. It’s his last day; in mere hours from now, he’ll be gone, and you’re not sure when you’ll see him again, if ever. It’s crossed your mind many times by now, how it would feel to be with him like this. The feeling of his lips on yours, the slide of his tongue in your mouth, the taste of his spit. You’d be lying to yourself if you said you’ve never thought about it. In fact, it’s been on your mind every night as you fall asleep, wishing you were in his arms instead of alone in your bed. 

He doesn’t pull away this time, sinking in deeper, slipping inside your mouth to swirl his tongue with yours. He’s just as sweet as you fantasized he’d be, luscious and rich in your mouth. His skin is smooth against your fingertips, tracing his jawline. One hand slides around your waist, tugging you closer to him, the other wraps around the nape of your neck, holding your head steady. You swing one leg over him, straddling his lap, hoisting the hem of your dress past your hips, revealing your panties. He moans, shifting beneath you in the bed to slip his trousers down, displaying his erection bulging in his underwear.

“Is this okay?” he huffs, catching his breath. His voice wavers, his only visible eye half-lidded with arousal, unable to keep his cool.

“Yes,” you answer, grinding yourself on him, kissing him sloppily. His grip is on your hips, guiding you to rut against his cock faster. The friction between you is enough to make you wet, your slick soaking through the fabric. 

“You’re an angel,” he whispers, dragging your bottom lip between his teeth. “I want to make you feel good.” His thumb teases the elastic of your waistband, hand slipping inside to rub your clit against his fingers. 

“Eren,” you moan, his sensual touch sending waves of pleasure through your body. He slowly slides two digits inside you, massaging your bud with his palm while he pumps his fingers into your sopping cunt. His cock is stiff beneath you, watching you ride his hand, cursing under his breath until you reach your climax, coating him in your arousal. 

You’re breathing heavily, in a daze from your orgasm. He removes his hand from you, slipping it past his underwear to jerk his cock. You reach for him, tugging his bottoms down his legs, replacing his fist with yours, stroking him eagerly. He whispers your name, bucking his hips in tandem with your movements. You’re aching for more, desperate to feel him inside you, feel him deeper. You position yourself correctly, pulling the crotch of your panties to the side to  tease the head of his cock up and down your folds. He sits up on his elbows, watching you with a nervous expression on his face. “Are you sure?” he asks.

You nod, smiling at him. “I’m sure. I want to be close to you, Eren.”

He swears, letting his head fall back into the pillows, staring up at the ceiling. You sink down on him, his dick stretching you out smoothly, still sleek from your previous orgasm. He moans, craning his neck to take in the lewd sight before him. “Oh my god,” he groans, thrusting his hips into you. 

You ride him slowly, his entire length filling you up to the brim. He plants his feet into the mattress to fuck you deeper, the metal frame creaking with every thrust. It doesn’t take long until you’re both coming together. He shoots his load inside you while you gush all over him, creating a wet mess between you that you couldn’t care less about in the euphoric state you’re in. You lift off him, rolling to his side, relaxing into the pillow with him beside you, cradling you in his arms. He gives you a smooch on the cheek, nuzzling his nose with yours. “I meant what I said earlier.”

“What?”

“You really are an angel,” he says, smiling at you.

~~~

Eren wakes up alone, and he’s almost convinced that it was all a dream until he spots the small note scribbled on paper laying his nightstand. 

It’s too hard to say goodbye, so I won’t. I trust you to keep your promise. We’ll see each other again soon.

With daybreak approaching, Eren leaves for the docks quickly with only the clothes on his back and letters in his pocket, including hers. With sunrise teasing the horizon, he makes it to the meeting place just in time. He recognizes Azumabito and greets her, explaining the situation as they board the ship. She informs him that they are waiting for several other passengers, so he makes himself comfortable by a window.  

A few minutes pass and one of the crew approaches him. “Mr. Jaeger, there is a woman trying to board, claiming they are with you. Do you know anything about this?”

He glances out the window towards the docks and to his shock, he sees an angel with a suitcase in hand, talking to Azumabito. His heart races, overjoyed as he jumps out of his seat, sprinting out of the ship to meet her. 

[xkaidaxxxx]

BEFORE THE RUMBLING!!

Levi x Reader

Mentions: angst, pregnancy, and fluff

Random story I just created

More than likely to have errors it’s 1:50am and I’m TIRED.

Instagram: Cornerofdesires (artist)

Levi x Reader

Things have been always out of control in paradis. You and Levi have been together in secret. Yes he was a busy man however he had the time to build a hidden home. Had the time to visit you as much as he could. It was often.

“It’s been awhile..” you said twiddling with your fingers. “ I know. I’m glad you’re safe” he said suddenly holding you tight. “I have something to confess.” You spoke. Levi stepped back. He started to panic.

Many thoughts ran through his head.

“Maybe she found someone else?”

“ maybe I don’t make her happy enough?”

“ Did I do something wrong?”

“ She probably hates that I haven’t visited her in a month”

“Does she want to kill me?”

“ she doesn’t love me anymore?”

He calmed himself down. “Yes? What is it?” He said with a calm voice. You placed your hand on you lower tummy. A barely visible bump. “ I’m pregnant.” He chuckled. “No you’re not.” You got angry and slapped him. “I’m pregnant!” You yelled . “ you can’t be. Not right now. Not with all of this shit going on.” He said sternly yet crying. Crying because he knew he wouldn’t be around 24/7 during your pregnancy. Worried something can happen to you. He’s lost almost everyone he’s cared for. “ Why are you crying?” You asked wiping his tears away. “You c-can’t be. I’m happy yes. That we’re together. That I’ll be a father but I’m scared something might happen to you. I promise I’ll be here as much as I can. I love you.” He spoke holding your hands. “ I love you Levi. Calm down. We will get through this together.”

Soon enough years later Levi informed Hange about you. She was shocked.

“Hey little guy copy and paste. Very strange how genes work.” She spoke. “ Hi lady” he replied sitting on your lap. “This is my wife. Y/n Ackerman and our son Levi Ackerman jr.” Levi said flicking hanges forehead.

Hange wished Erwin could’ve met you and your son. Erwin knew, Levi told him as soon as he got back to work after you had told him. Which is the reason he would come home a lot more often during your pregnancy. Erwin met him only twice. At a year old and at 3yrs.

“ what’s that?” Levi asked. Hange burst out in excitement “ some gifts for the baby!” She replied

You opened the big box. There were a lot of baby supplies and toys. Your eyes widened when you saw a fake mini odm gear.

“ maybe he’ll be interested to join the scouts one day.” She said. Levi quickly spoke. “ there won’t be any need of him thinking about joining. I’m sure everything will be fine by then.”

He rubbed your back giving you a peck on the cheek.

Time went by. Levi left early in the morning. Leaving a letter behind.

My dearest y/n,

I won’t be back home for a while. A few weeks? Months? You need to stay strong. Not only for yourself but for our child. I’ve left many supplies for emergencies along with more hunting materials in the cellar.I love you and our baby boy very much, more than anything. I’ll be thinking about you and Levi Jr everyday like I always do. My beautiful family. I promise this world will change soon.

Ps,

When you get lonely think of me and you’ll definitely release. ;)

Love you my dearest y/n

Love you my wonderful son

You read the letter with a smile and tears slipping. Levi can always make you laugh with his dirty words. You knew he’d come back even though you worry 24/7 when he’s gone.

It’s been a 1 1/2 year. Levi hadn’t come home. You had come to the conclusion that he’s dead. You were heartbroken and Levi jr knew something was bothering you. He’d ask frequently about his father and your responses were along the lines of the military is a work that takes up a lot of time. That his dad was humanity’s strongest soldier.

Since you lived in a hidden part of paradis there wasn’t much you knew. The last thing you knew was the scouts infiltrating Marley as Levi had said when he returned then left.

Another few months went by. You were going insane. Crying everyday when your son was asleep.

“ He’s gone and left me alone. Humanity’s strongest soldier.. it was all a lie.” You cried into his coat. Your heart couldn’t take it anymore. “ how could you do this to me. You promised you’d come home. To our son and I.” Your body trembled and your knees gave out on you. Your body touched the ground. “ m-mama!” Your son cried seeing you fall. He looked around trying to find a way to help you. “ mama wait!” He yelled grabbing a cloth from the table and pulled the chair out. “ up mama up. You can do it.” He held your hand.

Flashback

“Up y/n up. You can do it.” Levi said with a tch afterwards. You had just fallen due to tripping hard. You cried as he held your hand.

“There mama see you’re good.” Levi jr said as you sat down on the chair. It’s crazy how he’s identical to Levi. You remember what his letter said. “You need to stay strong. Not only for yourself but for our child.”

That got you back on track.

“Why are you crying mama?” He asked as you picked him up. “ I miss daddy that’s all. He should be home soon.” You replied. You did miss him but in your mind he wasn’t coming back. Not at all. He was K.I.A. “He’s coming home! Really!? My birthday is next week! so cool!” He was so excited. Full of hope and faith that his father would come home just in time for his 5th birthday.

The day of Levi jr’s 4th birthday was such a sad event. His dad was a no show. He still ate a pie you baked. You still sung his Happy Birthday. He still got a great gift. You always make them. After awhile Levi jr stopped asking for his father. He didn’t care about him.

Another year passed.

He was more focused on learning from his teacher, you. He learned how to read, write and learned many other subjects. He eventually helped you do cute little tasks around the house.

Setting up the table

Organizing your books

Clean up his toys

Help you sweep. (Didn’t do it 100% right but you appreciated the help)

You were slowly forgetting Levi. Getting used to living calmly with your little boy. Happy. “Mama it’s almost lunch time.” Levi jr said excitedly. Lunch is his favorite meal of the day. You walked outside shooting a goose. “Sweetheart wait here.” You ordered him. You walked over to pick up lunch. “ Hello ma’am?” A man spoke you quickly grabbed the arrow you shot the goose with and held it to his throat. He had beautiful ocean blue eyes and blonde hair. “Come back here and I’ll make sure you won’t live to see another day.” You spoke. “ Are you Y/n Ackerman?” He asked with a gulp following after. “ What’s your business?” You replied pressing the tip of the arrow enough to prick his neck. “ I’m Armin Arlert your husband is asking for you. There was a war. He was injured. It took awhile for him to recover. He asked me to come here until he was fully recovered. Here I am.” He said.

Levi jr quickly ran outside cutting the back of Armins knees. Not deeply enough to cause damage. You taught him how to defend himself. Armin hissed. Then looked at the little guy.

“Levi was correct. Copy and paste.” He spoke.

“ w-where is he now?” You asked carrying jr. “Good job Levi. You’re doing great.” Armin looked confused but then realized it’s important to fight. “Back at his house. Everything is peaceful now without the titans.”

You invited Armin into the house. As you cleaned his wounds he explained everything. You were still cautious so you kept a knife close by.

“ y/n?” Levi spoke. You saw him. His injuries. His fingers, he has faint scars on his face and his eye was white. He’s in a wheelchair so his leg must be broken. “Levi!” You spoke bending down to hug him tight. Your body shook. You couldn’t believe you were touching him. “You piece of shit. God I’ve missed so much. I love you.” You cried. “ I love you. I’ve missed you all along. I’m sorry I ended up like this.” He replied. You let him go. “ it doesn’t matter. I’m glad you’re safe. You’re wi-” you got interrupted. “ Mama!!” You turned and saw Armin chasing Levi jr. You giggled as he hugged your waist.

He immediately went silent as he saw his father. He starred at him looking at his facial features. He noticed how identical they looked.

“D-Dada?” He spoke with his hands trembling as they held your long skirt. “ yeah bud it’s me. You’ve grown so much.” Levi replied tears slipping.

Levi jr burst out in tears jumping onto his father’s lap. Levi held him close. “Dada you never came home. Mama cried everyday.” You frowned. You thought he never heard you. “ you stayed strong for mama?” He asked. Levi jr nodded giving him a bright smile. “Yes and for me too. We both did our best everyday! Cleaning and hunting and school!” He giggled. Levi pecked his cheek stating “From now on I’ll always be here with you both. I love you my son and my dearest wife.” You couldn’t help but cry.

“We love you too d-dada so much” Levi jr said with a sniffle.

As time went by you and your family were happy. Everyday was full of craziness. Some days weren’t perfect but they were beautiful.

The Ackerman family grew. You now have 2 boys and a little girl. The new house you guys lived in was amazing.

Later on you guys got a cat.

Life for the Ackerman Family was finally peaceful.

Kids Names ( levi wanted a L babies)

Levi Ackerman Jr

Lonny Ackerman

Lilly Ackerman

Cats name

Sparkles

[fic-heaven]

Distant memory . aot au

[Armoured Titan! Ghost x Female Titan! Reader]

🐥Wanted to write sum Ghostie because apparently he's the only cod character that attracts people to my page :')

Angst to comfort to angst/ aot lore/ Ghost being Ghost/ cute Gaz just wants peace/ traumatized Reader/ ghost's family is still alive/ titans

- Your marleyan captain Makarov ordered your childhood crush to infiltrate the enemy territory in Paradis island. It is your duty as the female titan bearer to aid the armoured and the colossal since they took too long to update on their spying mission. After so long apart, you and Ghost are confronted with feelings from the past.

Sometimes, when your body took the appearance of a fourteen feet tall beast of a woman, you liked to imagine you were flying.

The clouds seemed so close you could reach them, the birds in the sky spooked at the size of a big pair of eyes close to their path of flight, the sun was hotter but not as much as your torching body, the ground was so low you didn't want to even look at it. Not because you had acrophobia, but because of all the war and chaos bellow.

You were no killing machine. You were just a girl trapped in a war too big for you to participate until they forced you to become a monster bound to do monstrous things. A monster that quickly made you fit to their senseless war to obey and follow the cruel orders of your captain Makarov. Though you were not the only sheep forced to become a wolf, there were other cursed people that understood just how terrifying it was to be forced to become a Titan bearer.

As the plan of exterminating the eldians from Paradis Island took a drastic delay of three years, Captain Makarov himself ordered you to infiltrate as aid for the two previously sent spies also carriers of the colossal and the armored Titan. He thought the Female Titan could shift the attention back to the real course, the real reason you three were sent to that hell-hole.

The sky looked so pretty but your admiration was bound to be interrupted when soldiers from the Survey Corps fly directly above your head. Those soldiers you had joined months ago, those you currently call comrades, siblings in arms...

How sad.

Your head shot downwards taking some of them with you since their ODM gear (Omni-directional mobility gear) was stuck to your scalp. The way your head violently dragged them made the poor souls smash directly into the green weeds and rocks from the ground of the forest you were fastly diving to. You weren't dumb, you knew this change of scenario would be heavily beneficial for them. You wanted to give that advantage.

After half an hour with more killing, running and dodging your titan was tied to multiple trees by metallic wires that cut deeply into the muscles of your human-shaped war tank. You didn't struggle, you knew with your crystalization powers you could easily chop your way out of the trap you got yourself into. But that would be too easy, you had to give them time, you had to make sure the other two spies would spot you, shit themselves and finally try and meet up with you for news about the mission and an update from Marley and their families.

The veil of night engulfs the forest, torches were lit everywhere in order to keep your titan well observed. Many of the soldiers here, even Captain Price, had tried to lure you out of your titan but you never relented although It was hard to maintain focus for so many hours being under there, many times you had felt tempted to indulge them and get out of that suffocating coffin of bones and flesh, you prayed to the gods the spies would interfiere soon to get you out of there. Lucky you didn't have to wait a whole new hour for shifts to turn, apparently Simon Riley and Kyle Garrick had spotted a pack of titans rushing to your position to which caused havoc in the make-shift camp they made.

The titans made a nice job of killing most of them until they got to your titan, chewing it's flesh with vigor, their soulless eyes never leaving the meat of your titan's body. Thanks to this you managed to get out of it's nape with agility dodging every mouth that shot your way. Your ODM gear was surprisingly intact considering it had been inside your titan's body for almost a whole entire day, you felt your brain foggy and your muscles protesting when you balanced yourself into the giant branches of a nearby tree, rushing to regroup with the captain who heavily chastised you for being so late. You were relieved he didn't notice you coming out of the titan all of them had bravely captured and was now being feasted upon.

"What the hell took ya so long!? We thought you had been eaten-"

"She was with us." Ghost.

You hadn't seen Simon Riley in six years since he was sent as a teenager to the eldians' den. You remember crying yourself to sleep because the cute butcher's boy was taken from you before you could confess your feelings. But he is a man now and you are a woman bounded to your respective duties. He has changed so much you couldn't immediately recognize him until you spotted the tattoos on his arm, the tattoos you had designed for him all those years back. The mask Ghost ported was new, but it somehow suited him, it was funny how the armored Titan's porter also shielded his face with some kind of armor. Perhaps he didn't know who he was anymore so he opted to hide what was underneath to create a new identity as Lieutenant Ghost from the 141 squad of the Survey Corps. How easily had he moved on from you, from Marley.

"She was scouting with us, sir. We picked 'er before we left, t'was a last-minute decision. I take full responsibility..." Said Sargeant Gaz with an embarrassed expression.

"Fine, whatever. We ain't got no time for apologies with all the losses we just suffered. Let's regroup with the others and get the fuck out of this nightmare of a forest." The captain snarled defeated.

"Sir, what about the female Titan?" Soap asked alarmed.

"There's nothing we can do. We are a group of seven against a whole horde, we are wounded and she's getting eaten there's nothin' we can do."

"But-"

"Obey my command or you can throw yourself to the titans alone!"

The whole squad instantly straightened their aching backs at the intimidating tone of their captain to soon begin launching themselves through the trees to the awaiting horses at the limits of the forest. Once you got into your horse with a cold look you glanced at Gaz and Ghost, they instantly stared back at you in hidden fear and anticipation.

Months ago they had heard a new flock of soldiers had joined the corps but they didn't expect you. Actually... With every year that passed they feared you'd come, but after six years their fears were almost extinguished with the silly expectancy that Makarov had given up on the extermination. But seeing you here with that cold look in your eyes, the way your skin look paler and how big your muscles had gotten, how much you had changed since the last time they had seen you... It meant they had forced you all these years to train to come and correct their failure, like they were actually expecting it. Ghost felt a wave of hatred clouding his already turbulent mind, his horse picked speed leaving you behind with Gaz until the boy sighed, gave you a knowing nod and followed after his lieutenant.

They knew they couldn't run away from you and their responsibilities, their loyalty was being doubted by the very same captain who trained them to become man-eating monsters in exchange for a better life for their families. Ghost wasn't offended by this, he understood compleatly, but the fact that Makarov sent you... It seemed like the captain knew exactly what you meant to him and the hurricane of feelings that would struck him by sending you to enemy territory. You brought old feelings that tormented Simon when he first got to this retched island until he matured and foolishly thought he grew past them.

"Fucking hell..."

.

You had reached the fortress they used to operate, resupply, plan their expeditions and run experiments to investigate the titans. You got an earful from Price who decided to pick up where you left off before he sent you to the showers and finally go to the barracks where Garrick awaited at the door with a grim look. Seeing him like this, with tiredness shagging his body but all grown and healthy made a you feel slightly off put at the seemingly great conditions the eldian people had graced the boys for exchange of their effort to "save humanity"

"Ky..."

He looked to his left and right making sure no one was in the hall before he ran to you wrapping his arms around your body in a tight hug. "Y-you... Fuck..." He couldn't speak, nostalgia hit you two like a boulder and tears were shed in each other's arms "My goodness you had grown... You used to be a little mouse back then" you said pinching his cheek. "Must be the titan in me." Gaz joked referring to the colossal titan's power running through his blood.

"You had made quite an entrance! I'm sorry we couldn't aid you faster, Simon uh... Well... He had a meltdown." His eyes tried to express the words he couldn't bring himself to say yet you played dumb because you did want him to say it.

"He's changed (y/n). The years we spent here since we were brats... They have practically finished raising us."

Your face changed from sympathy to cold defensiveness. Gaz was quick to rectify.

"It's not- I mean, we are loyal to our homeland, but seeing you was like getting a glimpse of the lives we left behind to integrate here. You know how emotional Simon is under that hardened exterior."

"He was given the armored titan for a reason. We need to talk. Where is he?" You sighed taking a step back and pinching the bridge of your nose.

Gaz grimaced signaling you to speak lower hoping no one has heard a word you just muttered. "His office...Come."

.

Walking down the corridor to the lieutenant's office gave you more fright than enduring Price's lectures whenever you did something to piss him off. You hated Simon for leaving you behind, but you knew it was your duty as titan shifters to accomplish what Makarov has put in your hands, and yet... You missed that bad temper and sassy frown he always carried, you missed stargazing while eating stolen watermelons from the market of your street, you missed when you two would pair up for every tiring exercise each morning to make your captain proud, you missed your Simon, and you were afraid "Ghost" the eldian version of Simon had replaced the boy you grew up with. Kyle was still your loving, trusting Kyle. But Ghost?

Gaz knew the mission your lives were doomed to accomplish made you and Ghost sacrifice more than living a normal life, it also made you put aside the feelings you held for one another. Kyle had spent multiple nights being Simon's rock, encouraging him to very slowly open the troubles of his heart to him, in the den of wolves they were instructed to dive in, only them both were fully aware of the true sacrifices they had to endure when they were only children for their families to not live in misery, poverty and hunger, while they told the eldian soldiers lies about their origins. Kyle will never tell you about the nights Simon spent crying feeling convinced that he'd never see you again. As time passed by, Gaz picked the red flags of an incoming identity crisis that only seemed to soothe whenever Simon was reminded of you, of your sole existence, not his family, not his friends but only you and the feelings he strongly felt for you managed to separate Lieutenant Ghost from Simon Riley, the tattoo on his arm you had doodled for him out of boredom and that he surprised you one day having tattooed it, was the only physical proof that you existed, that his whole childhood wasn't a dream. That he only came here to return the founder to Makarov, not live a life as a new Simon who has no (y/n) to love, defend and train with.

With all this said, Gaz was understandably worried about this reunion. Not just because of the news you had from Marley but also for the new update they recently got to inform you.

Ghost was already waiting for you two sitting on his wooden chair that by the looks of the damaged floor, he had dragged with total carelessness from behind his stacked table to the left side of the office right across a sitting area with a small coffee table that held three cups of tea.

When you stepped inside he froze, his body went rigid on his spot, the hairs of his arms rose in goosebumps. You were equally as struck but you swallowed it down for the sake of formalities, as you muttered your quick greetings you sat across from him along with Gaz. Ghost nods your way, places his mask down the table and you try not to cry at the view of your long-lost love sitting there with tired eyes, his littler of scars you remember tracing with your fingers and a sadness radiating from him that made your pulse shake.

"Gentlemen, is it safe to speak?"

"Made sure t'pick the office farthest from the barracks, laboratory and Prize's quarters. The only potential trouble would be the stables nearby, but at this hour it's empty." Ghost said in a matter of fact tone.

"Everyone's in the barracks and the captain is currently on his room writing Laswell of today's mission." Gaz concluded.

You sigh, take a long sip of your cup of tea and carefully place it down fighting a smile. Ghost still remembers how you like it. The men look at each other until Gaz decides to begin:

"We have the attack titan secluded."

"That means Valeria is dead....YOU LET THIS HAPPEN! YOU FUCKING TRAITORS!"

Gaz and Ghost abruptly stand up alerted by the change of mood. This wasn't like you. Kyle calmed you down begging for you to lower your tone, you ignored him smashing the table looking at the distance begging for clarification.

Ghost sat down again and decided to speak. "We are still loyal to our homeland than you think, (y/n)." Gaz nods "Valeria is not dead. She's trapped, contained... They don't even fully understand how the power of the founder works. They plan to study her."

"Why the fuck did you let that happen?"

"We couldn't simply interfiere, it would have blown our cover!" Gaz wails.

"Your cover has lasted six years. Why do you think Makarov sent me?"

"Hopefully not to finish us for the delay." Ghost grunts.

"Us? As in... Task force 141!?" You spat and he flinched lowering the tea from his lips.

"As you know, this mission should have taken less than three years and you doubled it, he is understandably anxious and pissed. Boys, we are still after the founder. Do not lose track on the mission ahead and remember who the real enemy is."

There was a pause then, your bodies feeling exhausted because of all the acrobatics from the last failed mission in the forest and the tension of the thousand feelings this whole conversation was evoking from each of you. As you took another sip of tea, Simon noted how the softness of youth had disappeared from you, stripped away by your hateful marleyan captain Makarov, and all because him and Gaz couldn't accomplish the mission faster as they were getting a soft spot for the eldians, for captain Price, for Johnny... He has failed you and the wrath of your captain fell on you transforming your beautiful body into a galaxy of pain and sorrows, your eyes a pair of dead stars whose light died the day Simon left, and the scars along your body were constellations of memories in the battlefield and your abusive training with your captain before getting the divine "privilege" of being a shifter, your healing powers healed any wound you got from then on never the scars your body during youth.

You composed yourself after a long sigh. "Where do they keep Valeria?"

"On a cell in the lav, they got her sedated. They uh... Have been discussing how and who will get to take her titan."

"So they do suspect it can be taken away...Who exactly did they have in mind?"

"We don't know, but we think it's Colonel Alejandro Vargas." Ghost grunts.

"Tsk. That fool is too unstable. He'll kill us all trying to tame her power... Soap?"

"Nah, lad's got less chance to earn it... What about the captain?" Asked Gaz.

"Old man's too sane to throw his human life away for a power he does not fully understand." Ghost says back.

"For now it's looking like Ale will get it...." You sigh. "So for now they'll keep her locked until Vargas agrees to inherit it, is that correct?"

They collectively nod with their sight lost in thought mauling at the information spilled until you say something that shocks them.

"Alejandro is too impulsive the attach titan would suit him perfectly... I suggest we try to convince him to take it."

"Have you gone fucking mad!?" Ghost barks making Gaz almost drop his teacup.

"We'll try to get him to join our cause first, show him what's further the walls and the sea. If he does we'll have the attack titan, if he doesn't we kill him. Simple. Judging by how passionate he is about human rights I bet convincing him will be like stealing candy to a kid, and with him cones his squad of vaqueros, wherever Ale goes they go, it could be very beneficial."

Gaz sighs trying to hide his nervousness at the prospect of killing the colonel "But If Alejandro dies...?"

You smile "Then we will try luck with his second in command, Rodolfo Parra. We could blame captain Price for Alejandro's murder if it comes to be, it must be during a scouting mission or else it'll be too obvious... Then with the pain of the loss Rudy will be easier to mold to our like."

Gaz and Ghost seemed convinced exchanging a few words amongst each other. "It's good t'have ya back, (y/n)." Ghost admits out loud and you thank deity up there that he is so reluctant to kill one of his current allies for the sake of Makarov's plan.

.

An hour has passed informing the boys about their families. How Simon's brother has gotten engaged and was expecting a son and how Kyle's twin had opened a business near the market street you all used to play and steal stuff from. By the end Kyle decided to head back to the barracks with a wide smile after hearing from his brother and Ghost- well. He wanted to speak to you about a private matter, Garrick understood instantly and left without a fuss.

Now that you were alone together, Simon went to sit on Gaz's previous seat next to you as you took something from your pocket.

"I had brought these for you..." You softly said handing him a small stock of sweets from Marley. The sweets you used to share together when you chilled together in the rooftops of old abandoned buildings from your neighborhood.

Ghost let out a low chuckle "Waited til' Gaz wasn't around to share 'em with me, doll?" Your face softened at the use of the old nickname he used to call you, He melted in the spot, both of you smiling like idiots and looking elsewhere other than each other's eyes.

"Never liked 'em." He said simply and you looked at him in confusion. "I only pretended to like 'em because you always wanted to share them with me."

"You buffoon..." You chuckled then and sighed a "More for me I guess..." Before shoving the sweets to your pocket but Ghost's hand shot to your wrist stopping you mid motion. His other hand open the bag slightly to scoop up a sweet and gently, very very gently placed it in the gap between your lips.

"Keep it there." He whispered it so sensually you couldn't help but obey, the sweet taste of the marleyan treat melted a little in your mouth.

He leaned to you ear, a hand nuzzling your right cheek gentle like a summer breeze, Simon supports his weight on his other arm, his hand resting near your thigh brushing it lightly with his thumb. You could feel shivers running down your spine. "I said I only ate it when you offered to share 'em with me."

He parted from your ear meeting your eyes with a dark look on his, brown orbes landed on your lips still holding the sweet. Your hands scratch lightly on the stubble from his jaw making his eyes close as he slowly leaned closer once more, your noses touched until you tilted your head to accommodate the lieutenant.

Simon kisses you then, his tongue swiftly robbing the sweet from your mouth. He parts a few millimeters, swallows the treat with an exaggerated gulp and a grimace then tries to kiss you again until you stop him placing your index finger on his lips.

"If you are gonna make that expression on the first kiss you give me I don't want to imagine the face you'll make when we-"

A harsh knock on the door interrupted your sensual moment when the voice of Soap spoke from the other side.

"Love, ye locked the door. Mind lettin' me in...?"

Love?

This was his lieutenant's office he surely must have mistaken it for someone else's room...

But the look of panic on Simon's face said it all. You abruptly stand up like he had burned you. And frankly he must have, because the ache you felt at that moment was worse than a simple burn.

[local-pr1nter]

Here's the sketches I literally spent all day on hahaha

Once again it's a crossover between DA and AoT, or I throw the DA cast into the AoT universe and watch the chaos unfold.

None of these are for commercial use nor am I claiming the characters- this is simply fanart and a silly lil concept I had in my head

And of course this is my original art, don't steal, and please credit me!

Anyway I got curious about this crossover after seeing some fanart online. There isn't much of this crossover from what I can find, so I decided I'd just do it myself. I have a whole doc full of the characters and what roles they would fill if they were in the AoT universe.

So here's a brief overview of the DA x AoT Warriors of Marley!

Mondo Owada - The Armored Titan

Kiyotaka Ishimaru - The Colossal Titan

Toko Fukawa - The Jaw Titan

Mukuro Ikusaba - The Female Titan

Junko Enoshima - The Warhammer Titan

Gundham Tanaka - The Beast Titan

Mikan Tsumiki - The Cart Titan

Mondo, Kiyotaka, Mukuro, and Toko would go to infiltrate Paradis while Junko, Mikan, and Gundham stayed back in Marley.

Out of the 104th, the four managed to place in the top ten, with Toko just barely managing to squeeze in at 10th due to her skills with blades (cough Syo cough). Mukuro was only outdone by Peko and Maki.

But anyway that's the gist of the Warriors! I'm still gonna be sketching out some more rough ideas and concepts to try and cope with the end of AoT :') next might be the 104th and the main trio.

[oxygenbefore1775]

ok but did the Scouts, the new Levi Squad at the very least, know how much the Warriors had left to live?

and by the Scouts I ofc mean Jean and by the Warriors I ofc mean Reiner

this wasn't brought up to Jean at any point so the only info he had at his disposal was the fact that Reiner had his Titan for at least 9 years since that's how much time passed since the Fall of Shiganshina (even less, in fact, considering that this was during the timeskip)

that was until Zeke rolled around and contacted Paradis, making haste of passing his Titan to Historia, stating he doesn't have much left and implying that his plan should be fullfilled in the span of a year

I hc that it made Jean erroneously assume that Reiner also doesn't have that much left. He'd have no reason to assume that there are Warrior generations and that Zeke and Reiner became shifters at different points so it'd be not beyond logical for Jean to think that Reiner is in the similar situation

Like the first thing that Jean learned after RTS and Reiner's departure, with Grisha's diaries published and the Curse of Ymir discovered and all, was that Reiner's life is already cut short and that he has max 8 years left in this world which isn't that long in the first place. And if it wasn't bad enough, later, with Zeke instigating negotiations with Paradis, Jean learns that Reiner's term is even less than that and is due to end within the following year (again, erroneously because Jean believed that Zeke and Reiner became shifters around the same time). Which probably made Jean automatically assume that he and Reiner would probably never meet again, considering that at the time of the timeskip Paradis didn't have any plans of visiting the Continent let alone infiltrating Marley

[justackerman]

When Paradis infiltrated Marley. Before Mikasa takes on the Warhammer titan.

Still working on the designs and coloring though 😭

[melishade]

What going on with the what if Optimus prime appears in the 1st episode? And does zeek meet anyone else (Clara, arimin or Mikasa)

Previous Episode of the Episode 1 Timeline

Okay let's see what I can do here.

Marleyans barely win the Middle Eastern War and they see that their power is starting to waiver because of it. Meanwhile, these peace talks they were forced into hasn't gone any where. As a result, Marley is really ready to say: screw the alliance, screw what the Tyburs say, we are just going to invade Paradis in order to get our titan powers. It's only through Zeke's persuasion that they don't do that. Zeke says that he can probably try to get the powers out without alerting the Survey Corps. Marley only gives him a limited amount of time to do this, so he needs to do it fast.

Zeke decides to go off on his own and infiltrate the Survey Corps base just to see how things operate and ultimately runs into Bertholdt and Annie, who are just relieved to see him. Zeke gets a run down from them on what's been happening and is stunned to hear that there is an illegitimate child of the royal family that is still alive, and also in the Survey Corps. (There's been a time skip people, and Historia still has some issues and Ymir decided to follow her to keep her safe.)

So the trio come up with a plan: Zeke is going to find a way to inject the Survey Corps with his spinal fluid so that he can control them, cause chaos, and Bertholdt and Annie can escape while also grabbing Eren and Historia (Who is still going by Krista at this time). They agree and Zeke makes his move to escape...and then he hears crying. He hides inside the room and peers inside to see Carla crying with Optimus Prime comforting her in his human form. She's lamenting the fact that Eren's life had been shorten, how she's so angry with Grisha for putting this responsibility on his shoulders. She's upset at the fact that she has now been counting down the years until he's gone. Optimus continues to do his best to comfort her in her grief and anger.

And in that moment, Zeke can't help but feel both pity and anger. Pity for Carla and anger at Grisha. Zeke was already still harboring hatred for Grisha for putting him through hell. And while it sounds like Grisha didn't tell Carla about who he was, he still indoctrinated Eren and made a mother grieve over his absence/death.

Zeke does manage to escape the compound and runs all this information by Marley, who does agree with this plan. However, when leaving the compound, he is still spotted by Megatron, who later notifies Erwin of the infiltration. Megatron thinks it's probably nothing, but he'd rather be safe than sorry.

Note for this timeline, many of the original cast members like Connie, Sasha, Jean, and Marco are not in the Survey Corps. They were mainly inspired to join by Eren's words and the events that happened in Trost, but neither of them existed. They all go to the MPs. Connie, Jean, and Sasha are completely fine with just lazing around and doing nothing all day; however, Marco is the only one that is genuinely dissatisfied. He originally wanted to serve the king, but then the king turned out to be a sham. He thought maybe he could serve the new regime, but it's still not that fulfilling. Not to mention, humanity is not even extinct. What's he supposed to do with that? He's thinking about switching branches of the military to do something more that would serve a grander purpose.

(This is all I have...look its hard thinking of a plot for the Episode 1 timeline but we're getting there!).

[chokememaximoff]

Riding Hearts: A Biker's Love Story I

Wanda Maximoff x Reader series

Abstract:Wanda infiltrates a dangerous biker gang to uncover secrets of super weapons. Amidst the chaos, her bond with Y/N evolves, leading to passion, sacrifice, and a love story that defies the odds.

TW:Violence,Death,Blood,Gore,Trauma,Manipulation,Language,Substance,Sexuality,Danger,Criminality

Y/N Y/L/N's leather-clad fingers tightened around the handlebars of her roaring motorcycle as she sped down the darkened highway. Wind whistled past, carrying with it the scent of freedom and rebellion. She had been part of the Wolfpack biker gang for as long as she could remember, a family forged in the crucible of danger and loyalty.

Her mind wandered back to the day that had changed her life forever. She had been a young girl then, innocent and vulnerable, when a predator had cornered her in an alley. Just as fear had threatened to paralyze her, a group of leather-clad bikers had stormed in like avenging angels. They had fought off her assailant and taken her under their wing.

Now, Y/N was a force to be reckoned with, her name whispered with a mixture of awe and trepidation on the lips of anyone who dared cross her path. She had earned her place as the right hand of the Wolfpack's leader, a position that came with both respect and fear.

The night was alive with the rumble of engines as Y/N and the gang pulled into their makeshift headquarters – a rundown warehouse hidden on the outskirts of the city. Her heart quickened as she dismounted, the weight of her responsibilities settling on her shoulders.

As she strode through the warehouse, the other gang members parted like the Red Sea, clearing a path for their fierce leader. Y/N's piercing gaze scanned the faces of her companions, a mix of misfits and outlaws bound by loyalty and a shared thirst for adventure.

But tonight was different. Rumors had spread like wildfire that the notorious Avengers had set their sights on the Wolfpack. The Avengers were known for their uncanny abilities, a league of heroes who often walked the fine line between good and questionable tactics.

Word had it that they were after the gang's alleged connections to acquiring super weapons – weapons that could tip the balance of power. And so, with trepidation simmering beneath the surface, Y/N braced herself for the arrival of these so-called heroes.

As the gang settled into the warehouse's dimly lit interior, Y/N leaned against a stack of crates, her steely gaze fixed on the entrance. Moments later, the massive doors creaked open, and in walked a figure cloaked in shadows.

Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch herself, stood in their midst. Y/N's eyes narrowed, assessing the intruder with a mixture of curiosity and wariness. This was the woman who had come to infiltrate their ranks, to play the dangerous game of deception.

The tension in the air was palpable as Wanda's eyes met Y/N's, and for a fleeting moment, the two women sized each other up. Y/N's aura exuded power and danger, a stark contrast to the subtle intensity that radiated from Wanda.

As the gang murmured and exchanged glances, Y/N's lips curved into a sardonic smile. She knew the drill – a test to see if the newcomer had what it took to be part of the Wolfpack. And she was more than ready to see just how far this Scarlet Witch was willing to go.

Little did Y/N know that this encounter would set the wheels of fate into motion, weaving a tale of intrigue, danger, and a love that defied all odds.

..

The warehouse air crackled with anticipation, the eyes of the gang members fixed on Wanda Maximoff. Y/N Y/L/N leaned against the crates, her arms crossed, as she observed the Scarlet Witch with a mix of skepticism and intrigue. This was no ordinary newcomer – Wanda's aura held a unique blend of determination and hidden vulnerability.

Razor stepped forward, his biker vest adorned with intricate symbols that told the stories of his battles and triumphs. "Welcome to our little slice of paradise, sweetheart. We've heard you've got guts, but here in the Wolfpack, we don't just take anyone."

Y/N's lips curled into a half-smile as she unfolded her arms. "Razor's right. We're a family here, and family comes before anything else."

Razor nodded in agreement, his stern expression softening slightly. "So, Wanda, let's see what you're made of. You want in? You'll have to prove it."

The gang members moved in a little closer, their challenging stares fixed on Wanda. Razor motioned to a makeshift target at the far end of the warehouse. "You've got a shot at that target. Impress us."

Wanda's gaze remained steady as she focused her powers. Scarlet energy crackled around her fingertips, and with a sudden surge, she released a bolt of energy that streaked across the room and struck the target dead center.

The gang members exchanged glances, some of them nodding in approval. But the air remained tense, and Y/N's raised eyebrow conveyed her begrudging acknowledgment of Wanda's display of power.

Razor's lips curled into a smirk. "Not bad. But raw power won't always save your hide."

He signaled to the gang members, who produced a series of makeshift weapons – a knife, a chain, and a pair of brass knuckles. "Pick one."

Wanda hesitated only briefly before choosing the knife. She held it firmly in her hand, her stance determined as she braced herself for what came next.

As Razor signaled the start, gang members lunged at Wanda one by one, attacking with ferocity. Wanda's movements were swift, but the odds were against her. She managed to evade some blows, but others landed, leaving her with bruises and scrapes.

The gang members jeered and laughed, taunting her as she struggled to hold her ground. Y/N's gaze remained fixed, her expression unreadable as she watched the scene unfold.

Wanda fought valiantly, but eventually, she found herself pinned to the ground, a gang member's knee pressing into her back. The laughter echoed in her ears, and humiliation burned in her chest.

Razor's voice cut through the commotion. "That's enough."

The gang members stepped back, leaving Wanda on the ground, breathing heavily and disheveled. Her pride stung as she slowly pushed herself up.

Razor's gaze locked onto Wanda's. "You've got heart, but you'll need more than that to survive with us."

As the gang members dispersed, Y/N pushed off the crates and approached Wanda, her expression inscrutable. "Welcome to the Wolfpack," she said, her voice a mix of begrudging respect and something else.

Wanda nodded, a mixture of determination and humiliation in her gaze. As Y/N walked away, Wanda's jaw clenched, a silent promise forming in her mind – she would prove herself, no matter the cost.

As the echoes of laughter and the sting of humiliation lingered in the air, Wanda's path into the heart of the Wolfpack became more uncertain and challenging than she could have ever anticipated.

...

Weeks passed since Wanda's initiation into the Wolfpack, but the gang's skepticism hadn't faded. The dimly lit warehouse buzzed with anticipation as Wanda stood at the center of the room, a mixture of trepidation and determination in her eyes.

Razor's voice cut through the tension. "Time for your next trial, Wanda."

A murmur of excitement rippled through the gang as they gathered around, eager to see how the Scarlet Witch would fare. Y/N Y/L/N leaned against a pillar, her arms crossed, her gaze piercing as it fixed on Wanda.

A gang member stepped forward, holding a bucket filled with a thick, gooey substance. "For this trial, you've got to dig deep. Reach into this bucket and find a hidden object."

Wanda's brow furrowed as she glanced at the bucket, then back at the gang member. She hesitated for a moment before plunging her hand into the goo. Her fingers squelched into the mess, searching blindly.

The gang members exchanged knowing glances, smirks playing on their lips as they watched Wanda's struggle. Y/N's gaze remained steady, unmoving, her expression inscrutable.

Finally, Wanda's fingers closed around something hard and cold. She pulled her hand out, revealing a small metal object. A key.

Laughter erupted from the gang members as they clapped and cheered, their amusement evident. Wanda's cheeks burned with embarrassment, the goo dripping from her hand as she held up the key.

Razor's voice broke through the laughter. "Impressive, Wanda. You've got a sharp eye."

But the trials were far from over. Another gang member stepped forward, holding a makeshift costume – an outlandish outfit that seemed better suited for a carnival than a biker gang's initiation.

Wanda's eyes widened in disbelief as she took in the ridiculous outfit. The gang members roared with laughter, clearly enjoying the spectacle that was about to unfold.

Y/N's gaze remained unmoving, her lips quirking into a faint smile as she watched Wanda's reaction. There was a spark of something in Y/N's eyes, a glimmer of understanding beneath the surface.

As Wanda reluctantly donned the costume, her face flushed with embarrassment, she stepped forward and began a hesitant, awkward dance. The gang members clapped and hooted, their amusement showing no signs of waning.

Wanda's heart raced as she danced, her movements stiff and self-conscious. The gang members' laughter echoed in her ears, a constant reminder of the spectacle she was making of herself.

Finally, the dance came to an end, and Wanda stood in the center of the room, breathing heavily but resolute. The gang members applauded her efforts, their approval evident.

Razor stepped forward, his expression a mixture of amusement and something deeper. "You've shown us something tonight, Wanda. You've got guts."

Wanda's gaze flickered to Y/N, who stood at a distance, her expression unreadable. Wanda couldn't decipher Y/N's thoughts or emotions, and the uncertainty only added to her unease.

Y/N's voice cut through the commotion. "But remember, the Wolfpack doesn't just tolerate weakness. We test it."

As the gang members dispersed, leaving Wanda standing alone in the center of the room, Y/N approached her, a glint of something in her eyes that was more than mere amusement.

"You're not like the others," Y/N said, her voice a low murmur. "You've got a fire that burns even through humiliation."

Wanda met Y/N's gaze, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't read the emotions in Y/N's eyes, but the intensity of the moment made her feel exposed and vulnerable.

"I'll prove myself," Wanda replied, her voice steady despite the tremor in her nerves.

As Wanda walked away, the echoes of laughter and the sting of humiliation mingled in the air, a reminder of the trials she had endured and the challenges that still lay ahead.

[anime-fan-05]

Can please do a Aot characters x Black reader with the ability as goddess madoka powers(her power level is on wiki) and is from modern world please

Attack on Titan ~Characters with a black reader with Madoka's powers~

Manga/anime: Attack on Titan

Warnings: spoilers of all the manga

Some information about the reader:

- Reader is about 1.40 m (about 4'6 feet) tall;

- Some of reader's powers are healing, death, fate and time manipulation, invisibility, reality warping, weapon creation and they can know the past, present and future;

- Reader accidentally teleported themself to the world of AoT and decided to collaborate with the Survey Corp to help and save Eren and the others.

At first Eren was super intrigued by you because of your powers, and he was very flattered you wanted to save him, even if he didn't know what from. He asks you many times to reveal the future to him, but you always refuse; however, this doesn't affect your friendship, which will always remain strong. The last time you'll meet him will be on The Path, where he'll ask you not to change his history.

Armin is super fascinated by your world! He continues to ask you questions about the sea and everything else he saw in his grandfather's book. You spend a lot of time together, in fact he ends up falling in love with you: he always tries to be close to you and help you as much as he can to settle into their world; in addition, he blushes whenever you flirt with him. After Eren's death, you'll travel with Armin as an ambassador between Paradis and Marley, though you'll soon settle into a house in Paradis and live there until your deaths.

At first Mikasa didn't like you: she thought you told a lot of lies and you were an enemy infiltrated to kidnap Eren; furthermore, she was also a little jealous of the attention he gave you. However, after you clarified your true intentions, she started to like you. Nevertheless, your friendship will end when you refuse to bring Eren back to life and she claims to hate you.

First Jean was interested in your powers, then he started to appreciate you, especially after you consoled him due to Marco's death. Yours is one of the strongest friendships of all the ones you have: when you aren't with Armin or Connie and Sasha, you're with him either training (he claims fighting with you is helping him to beat Eren) or telling him about your world.

Sasha and Connie love you! Thanks to your invisibility, you help them to play a lot of jokes. You three are the troublemakers' trio. However, this trio will dissolve after Sasha's death, about which you'll continue to torment yourself for all your life: because of the battle in Liberio, you had wasted all your energy and were unable to heal her. Connie told you over and over again it wasn't your fault, but your feelings of guilt...

Ymir likes you're true to yourself: even if you come from another, much more modern world, you never adapted your behavior, but you behaved as you did in your old world. This is something she greatly appreciates in a person. You two quite early developed a nice friendship, although not too honest, since she never told you her secret (even if she never knew you can see the past and future).

Historia was initially shy about talking to you: in fact, your only interaction was when she asked you not to resurrect her if she died. Now she loves you so much, because you helped her to consider herself more and to abandon her suicidal tendencies. When Ymir died, she came to you for comfort. When she became queen, she asked you to stay beside her in the palace, but you refused, telling her you wanted to stay in the Survey Corps with Armin and the others.

Annie, Reiner and Bertholdt love you a lot and they appreciate you very much. Their appreciation for you began after you chatted one night during the training period: you knew they were Marley's spies, but you never blamed them, indeed you consoled them when they felt lost and destroyed. They became so fond of you they wanted to take you with them to Marley, but they didn't do it, because you didn't want it. After Eren's death, Annie and Reiner will want to spend with you all the time they've missed over the years.

Meeting you is one of the events Levi remembers more and that make him smile the most: when he introduced himself to you, you hugged him tightly and told him you were sorry for what he had been through and he was really strong for having endured everything; afterwards, you even told him Furlan and Isabel would be so proud of him, and he actually almost burst into tears. You two have a great brother-sister relationship, even if it bothers him a little that you already know everything that's going to happen.

When they first met you, Hange wanted to analyze you. However, they soon began to ask for your help with their research and, like Armin, they became very interested in your world: in fact, they insisted so much you join their team, but you refused it to be with your friends; despite this, they never held it against you for it. However, one event will probably stick in your mind forever: they refused to have the eye injury treated, claiming it must be a sign of their inability to react and counterattack a sudden attack.

Erwin sees you as an invaluable resource, both for your powers and the effect you have on enemies and allies. In fact, your protection (always entrusted, coincidentally, to Armin he ships you) and Eren's is at the center of his plans. Although he has accepted you can't reveal the future, shortly before he dies, he'll ask you to tell him what's in Eren's cellar; at his desperate tone, you'll tell him this, and he'll die in peace.

At first Gabi and Falco considered you an enemy, but then you protected them from being beaten and thrown off the airship due to Sasha's death, and they were amazed: Falco had immediately thanked you, surprising everyone on board; Gabi had opened her mouth wide, but no sound had come out of it. They were even more shocked when you invited them to your and Armin's house to find a way to bring them back to Liberio. Thanks to all the time spent together, they now consider you and Armin as big siblings.

Porko and Pieck had thought you were special from Reiner's stories, but, since you met, they're certain of this. The first was shocked when you saved him from Eren's fury during the battle in Liberio; the second was surprised you had cared for Reiner in Shiganshina District and treated him with a kindness that was almost alien to her. Eventually, Pieck will become one of your best friends, especially thanks to your embassies, so much so she'll become the godmother of one of your children.

Like Pieck, Zeke was also impressed by how you took care of Reiner, although you knew he was the enemy and your companions scolded you, and also how he, and subsequently Eren, talked about you. However, except for this meeting, you two had no other interactions, so you always remained an enemy to defeat for him.

Ymir Fritz admires you so much for saving her from King Fritz! She treated you for a long time as if you were her mistress (you took her away from her previous master, so she thought she should serve you), although you had already told her several times not to do this. However, with little difficulty, you managed to get treated like an equal, and you two soon became friends. When she dies, you'll see each other in The Paths.

I truly apologize for not posting sooner. Unfortunately I had problems with my account and wasn't able to log in for about a month. Anyway, I hope you liked it!

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[moonspirit]

Have you ever considered a scenario where Armin and Annie's roles are reversed? He comes from Marley, and eventually betrays the corps and Annie. No one expects Armin to be the female(?) Titan since he looks so innocent. Annie ends up visiting Armin's crystal for years and so on.

Hi anon!

Oohhh a Liberio AU tho! I remember some Aruani week prompts were based on this xD

I don't think I'm a very imaginative person in the AU category (ahha...) but the implications of Marleyan!Armin and Paradis!Annie would be veeerrry interesting. Armin would be that guy who's chosen to be a Warrior for his intelligence and strategic talent but the pressure put on him as a shifter would be monumental; Marley believes he really isn't suitable to hold the FT's power because he's physically weak, but he's extremely valuable for his brain and the others have already been put in their own roles...

He doesn't believe Marley's propaganda even if he's being force-fed it day and night; instead, he's heard tales of Paradis and is really curious and downright excited to see it. He believes there's a beautiful land there, inside the walls and falls in love with it the moment he infiltrates.

Annie meanwhile, is sick and tired of life inside the walls. Her father is an unpleasant man and he trains her rigorously so she can become an exceptional military cadet to secure a spot within the Inner walls as a soldier in the MP. She lacks nothing on that front; she'll easily get into the MP with her skills, but the hypocrisy and superficial attitude of people makes her sick. There's nothing for her to look forward to, life will be like this - drab and dull and monotone - and her heart is cold. She doesn't get along with people, preferring to stay aloof and away, often spending sunsets and quiet nights all alone above the walls, staring at the stars.

Until they meet.

She's struck instantly by this kind boy with soft, intelligent eyes who doesn't hesitate to sit with her. He's struck with her quietude, at the hidden layers, at all the emotions and thoughts that make up Annie that she refuses to show. They spend time together. She has no idea why the light is so bright in his eyes and why he seems to know more than he lets on. What's there beyond the walls? Why does he talk about a glittering ocean he claims to have never seen? Why is life worth living at all?

And he; he wants to make her smile more, to show her that there's beautiful things in the world if she'd only know where to look. He's seen blood and death and hatred and excruciating cruelty, but there's one cell in his body that's still in love with the world for all the other hundred that aren't. He wants to show her, to take her, to offer her better food and better things - but he can't speak a word.

Until he's short of time and has to kill, and she to witness his monstrosity and traitorous blood - and he seals himself for her to visit for four years to come.

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Hi Kat, huge congrats on 1K followers! You truly deserve every single one and many more ❤️

For the event… I chose the song Let Me Drown by We as Human which has my all-time favorite line from any song: There's a time to be born And a time to die And somewhere they collide

The dystopian option for the drabbles really intrigued me since I LOVE all things sci-fi, dystopian and such. And I think the song lyrics really fit into this category. So I was thinking something about a big revolution (imagine the French Revolution but more futuristic and in a slowly dying world) where there is no good vs evil but rather evil vs evil.

So Levi with the reader (they are a couple since they were both teens, very overprotective over each other, and like the most badass power couple you can think of) are the leaders of one of the groups in this conflict. And they are preparing for the final strike against the enemy, which they already know is probably going to cost them their lives.

I got a little carried away there, didn't I? Well, never mind, hope you can come up with something interesting. Oh, who am I kidding? You always come up with absolutely amazing stuff!!!

yo i actually love this song???????????

also you're super sweet as always :')))))

"Let me die" | 1k Follower Event

✧ word count ➼ 752 ✧ notes ➼ dystopian!au, slight angst, established relationship, protective!levi, levi being afraid to grieve :(

The only real positive you had in this world was him. Being forced to live in a world filled with war and strife meant you were in constant survival mode. If you slipped up for even one second, then you—and the people around you—could wind up dead.

You and Levi Ackerman had been at each other's side for a little over a decade at this point, having begun your relationship during late adolescence. Even the concept of being in a relationship seemed silly compared to everything else that was going on around you. Given the fact that anyone could be killed at any point in time due to the chaos around you, even being away from him for a second felt agonizing.

The world around you was at war. It's always been that way. There was no right or wrong. There was no hero or villain. There was only kill or be killed. Although there were many small factions within the remains of the Eldian Empire, the two major ones were the ones constantly at war: the Paradis "Devils" and the Marley "Warriors".

Both you and Levi led the Devils, having stitched up the three original factions of Paradis, which were rapidly dying after repeated defeats at the hands of the Warriors, which had more resources and technology that they had hoarded from all the other factions. Due to the delays in getting Paradis back on their feet, the Warriors had control of the remains of the empire for far too long—and it was about time to strike back.

"You're not doing this," Levi scolded with a scowl.

You sighed in frustration and looked at him with a scowl of your own.

"And you are?"

"Yes."

The task you were arguing about was sneaking into the Warrior's base and planting a bomb in their command center while the other led an army through their front gates as a diversion. Both were dangerous, but the latter at least had reinforcements at the ready.

You had a smaller build and were more agile. It only made sense for you to plant the bomb while Levi, who was able to build up morale and confidence much better, led the army through the front gates.

The chances of survival were slim, no matter which task you ended up doing—but the chances of survival were at least a little higher if you led the army instead of infiltrating. You knew this. That's why you offered to plant the bomb, otherwise Levi was going to be the one to plant it, and you couldn't bear the thought of losing him.

You were being selfish and you knew it.

"You know I have a better chance of success, Levi," you argued.

"Still a pretty small fucking chance."

"Someone has to do it, Levi."

He knew you were right, but he wasn't willing to let you go. You both had the mutual understanding that your lives could be taken any minute with the world you lived in, but it wasn't something that you would ever truly accept.

"Levi," you said with a pause, "there's a time to be born and a time to die, and-"

"Don't," he said as he cut you off. "Don't say it."

"We didn't sign up for this for the safe way out, Levi. Someone has to lead Paradis to victory and take down the Warriors. We both knew that this day would come."

"God dammit, do you think I don't know that?!" he scolded. "I know that we can't put this off anymore and that everything is depending on our success and that the way this plan is laid out has the highest chance of success, but I don't know if I want that success if it means losing you!"

You grabbed onto his hand and looked into his gray eyes.

"I'm here, aren't I?" you said softly.

He looked back into your eyes and although his gaze softened, there was still an immense look of worry in it.

You placed your hand on the side of his face and pulled him into a kiss, lingering there as if you'd never get to kiss him again.

"Promise me something, Levi," you said quietly when you finally pulled away, your heart longing for the feeling of his lips again once you did.

He remained silent. He knew what you were going to ask.

"If something goes wrong, promise me," you spoke quietly, gripping at his hand, "promise me that you'll prioritize our success. Promise me that you'll let me die."

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AU idea: Evil Marleyan Levi who came to Paradis undercover and became the Captain, but Evelyn always tried to get to know more of him and accidentally found out the truth, so he kidnaps her and keeps her hidden away while continuing his mission. I was thinking he could be super mean and condescending in this 🥰 (my degradation kink is showing lmao)

The Truth About You|Levi x Evelyn AU

(A/N: Interesting idea Anon! We love a good degradation kink, it makes everything a little better. All you guys are so creative with AU ideas and I absolutely adore them! I might have to do a part 2 if anyone wants it! Hope you enjoy and thank you for the request!)

WARNINGS: implied noncon/dubcon, imprisonment, yandere behaviour/themes, misogyny, forced pregnancy, Evelyn's essentially Levi's slave and breeding machine, violence, degradation, attempted suicide, manipulation, mind breaking, forced marriage, etc.

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Evelyn had never considered herself lucky. She had always had some terrible bout of misfortune following her. Whether it was the death of her parents, or her make barely passable grades in the Training Corps, or being peer pressured into the Scouts, she didn't know. But those were all manageable compared to the luck of joining the Scouts just as a new Captain was appointed.

One she got directly placed under. And she believed that his height had to go somewhere on the account of how big of a dick he was.

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Captain Levi quickly gained the reputation of being ruthless and unforgiving. If the smallest error in the code of conduct was breached the entire squad would suffer. Or even the whole division, it depended on if he got the perfect leaves to water ratio in his tea that morning.

However his record was impeccable and in the process of choosing the members of his squad they chose Evelyn. Probably because they believed Levi's strictness would whip her into a model soldier in no time. And not that she entirely minded the idea, the higher in the ranks she rose from a good record then maybe there was a chance she could push paper instead of corpses onto carts.

But she would shovel a hundred corpses to be placed under anyone but Levi.

She didn't know what made him hate her the most. But her legs were so sore from doing so many laps because she sneezed too soft or too loudly she needed to find some way to appease him. If that meant sucking up to him? Sure, if that meant borderline stalking him to find out what they could have in common? Of course. So long as she wasn't sucking him, she was happy.

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Stalking seemed to the be thing she had to resort to since all other avenues were met with more punishment. She began to follow him around, take into accountability what was on his desk and what he liked to do, eat, or drink. Everything she could think of she tried. She was getting desperate to make a good impression at the cost of her morality. But it was worth it.

She seemed to be finding more and more about him, how he mysteriously bypassed the Training Corps, knew a lot about the military and knew who he had to rub shoulders with to get shot up to Captain so quickly. Apparently he had been on one or two missions tops, there was no way he could rise that fast. Her need for his favor morphed into suspicion and curiosity of what kind of man this was.

Her investigation came to a head when she following him home one night.

Levi had ducked into an alley, and while staying out of sight Evelyn overheard him talking.

"Send word to Marley. I've infiltrated their military as Captain. I have a small squad but I'll see if the Coordinate is in the ranks. Maybe at this level I can order him to come with me back home."

"And what of your cover? Has anyone suspected?"

A pause, probably a head shake. "No. Braun, and Hoover have seen to it that the Scouts don't know who I am. Leonhart is keeping the capital at bay in the MPs. I think we're close. After their failures I'm sure that through me they can redeem their embarrassment of careers."

"Very good sir. We'll be in touch."

Evelyn hurries to walk down the street when she hears footsteps approaching. Reiner and Bertholdt, they were in the newest Scout recruits, but were working together with Captain Levi? On what? And who was Marley? A division of politics? Maybe a terrorist group seeking to overthrow the government. Whatever the case she should report this to Commander Erwin, he'd know what to do.

"Cadet Glass."

Levi's voice halted her. Slowly she turned, meeting his gaze. It almost seemed disappointed with her.

"What are you doing out and about at this hour? You have a curfew."

"I'm sorry sir, I just- couldn't sleep."

"I see. You understand it's a punishable offence to be off of the grounds without leave, correct?"

She swallows. "Yes sir."

As he nears, Levi takes a hand and puts it on her shoulder, turning back to the direction she was walking. "Don't worry. You're not in trouble."

"Where are we going?"

"You wanted to get out didn't you? I'm going to buy you a drink."

Nervousness churns in her stomach. Did he know she was there? Surely not.

"I shouldn't-"

"I insist."

They continue to walk until he turns her down an alley, and before Evelyn can question she hears a metal thud before falling to the ground, the world going black as she stares at Levi's perfectly polished shoes.

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When she came to, the pounding in her head was unbearable. Before her on a table was two aspirin and a glass of water. Behind that, Levi sitting in a chair, watching her.

"Captain-"

"Save it. I know what you heard. The question is how much."

"I don't know what you mean-"

"Don't play dumb with me devil. Tell me what you know and I'll let you go."

"I don't know anything! Let me go!"

She winces as the pain in her head worsens.

"Take those. They'll at least make you able to think enough to tell me the truth."

She hesitates, but takes them anyway. She needed them to think, but of how to reason with him instead of how to tell the truth.

"Now. I'll ask again. What do you know?"

"I know nothing."

"Continuing to lie are we? We'll see about that."

He stands, and she hears his belt buckle jingle, making her panic and stand to fight back. But as she's sure to hit him he's just out of reach. Her vision starts to go all weird and crazy and her mind spins. She doesn't even register him behind her, the pain, the fullness, the end.

Evelyn didn't even know what happened to her entirely save for the unending drip between her legs. She wanted to vomit, the world was spinning so much. She closed her eyes and then it just....stopped.

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March 22: Happy Birthday to one of the members and graduate of the 104th Cadet Corps, ranked 4th out of 10 in her graduating class, formerly a member of the Military Police, childhood friend to Reiner, Bertholdt, and Marcel as one of the Warriors who infiltrated Paradis from the Warrior Unit, and the current user of the Female Titan, the Attack on Titan character of Annie Leonhardt.