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this-is-krikkit · 17 days

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rating: Mature relationships: Erwin Smith/Mike Zacharias, Levi Ackerman/Hange Zoë

summary: Teleworking at Erwin's place grants Mike a front row seat to his boss honoring a stupid dare. Let's be honest, though: it has other perks.

additional tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Office, slightly kinky, Light BDSM, very light actually most of it is only mentioned, Based on a Tumblr Post, i gave Nanaba a family name for the narrative, i also gave her a couple heart attacks. also for the narrative!, Tumblr Prompt, Mike and Hange both wearing their boyfriends' shirts Challenge: complete, Office Romance

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“To conclude this meeting and another productive week, I’d like to have everyone’s attention for a few of our most pressing matters.”

Oh, he’s going to do it now, Mike realizes.

For the hundredth time in the last hour and a half, he has to check that both his microphone and camera are offline. He’s not usually so easily spooked about these things, but it’s one thing to want your privacy during a meeting with twenty people and the company’s CEO himself making a presentation, and it’s another to have to hide the fact that you’re teleworking from said CEO’s penthouse apartment every Friday because you’ve been secretly —Mike’s decided that drunkenly confessing to Nanaba a few weeks back doesn’t count— fucking each other for months now against all company guidelines.

He almost feels sorry for not warning his friend Hange, the only one besides Erwin and a few less highly ranked colleagues who’s currently got their camera on —and who is probably unaware of that fact, seeing how their crumpled shirt is hanging open as far as he can see— for what’s about to happen, but he couldn’t do that without giving himself away.

“I’m going to need Business Development, Sales and Marketing to work together closely on the Titan project next quarter. Zoë, Ackerman and Zacharias, as respective heads of these divisions, I’ll require that you regularly meet and update me directly on this matter. It’s a great challenge, but I have no doubt your BDSM task force, as I’ve labeled it, will tackle it under the deadline I stipulated earlier.”

It’s probably unnoticeable to everyone else with his camera so high on his laptop’s screen, but Mike knows he didn’t imagine the way Erwin’s eyes just settled on him, all the way over where he’s lounging on the comfy couch in his boss’ home office, when he said the acronym Mike dared him to place. Knowing this was coming does little to stop Mike’s shock at hearing the awfully casual way he enunciated those letters, and it’s physically painful to have to contain his hilarity —Erwin’s microphone is definitely still on and it’s not that big a room— when he glances back down and sees Erwin actually put it into bold, huge characters onto an otherwise blank slide.

His eyes catch movement on his screen then, and he realizes that some screens that were previously showing faces have suddenly gone dark.

His friend Hange's, however, hasn’t. In fact, they’re currently losing their mind over what just happened, and they’re definitely unaware of their camera being on if the image of them picking up their laptop and running into another room before settling it down in front of Levi as they hurriedly gesture at —Mike’s guessing since their microphone is still thankfully muted— Erwin’s scandalous slide is anything to go by.

It’s not unusual for Hange and Levi, two of the most important people in this company and annoyingly close friends —who, in Mike’s opinion, are two close idiots who really are in love with each other and should get together already— to be spending teleworking days together.

But something is… off in this picture.

Then Mike realizes, now that he’s seen them standing, that Hange’s shirt’s probably been hanging open because it’s obviously several sizes too small. And, before Levi’s eyes comically widen and he extends his arm towards their camera to turn their tiny window black as well, it finally clicks in Mike’s brain.

That wasn’t just Levi.

That was Levi and his naked torso, sculpted by the endless hours he spends in the same gym Mike trains at, and covered in hickeys.

Mike steals a glance at Erwin, but his boss is now calmly calling the end of the meeting, his usual poker face on although there’s no way in hell he didn’t notice what just transpired.

Before he can think of addressing it out loud as Erwin turns his computer off and stands from his chair, Mike’s phone chimes with Nanaba’s special ringtone. He sighs and picks up, knowing making his best friend wait after these very interesting last few minutes isn’t the best idea.

“Mike, what the fuck?” She starts, and Mike rolls his eyes as he rethinks of the countless times she’s threatened him with days long HR seminars about his swearing. “You and Eyebrows did this on purpose, didn’t you? Hange’s freaking out so bad right now!”

She’s being so loud the sound of her voice carries way further than Mike’s phone speaker, and Erwin mouthes the nickname back at him with obvious amusement, now close enough to sit with him on the couch.

“Well, first of all, I didn’t know their camera would be on,” he says, trying not to sound as defensive as the guilt he feels about his other friend’s distress wants him to. “And besides, it serves them right for not telling me they're finally hooking up with Levi! Did you know and forget to tell me by any chance?"

Mike shares a glance with Erwin at that, who shakes his head condescendingly at his outrage —and if Mike wasn’t almost sure his boss had figured his two friends out before they all just got accidental proof of their relationship, now he is— and extends one arm over the back of the couch to scoot even closer to Mike’s lap, before casually starting to leave feather light kisses along his neck.

“You do not have a fucking leg to stand on here, Mister Secret CEO Boyfriend,” Nanaba scolds over the phone, making Mike freeze at the unexpected title, even as the pressure of Erwin’s lips only increases against his sensitive skin. “Which, by the way, I know this was his idea and not yours, you’re not twisted enough to come up with something like this. And I know I said I wanted to make friends with the big boss now that you two are doing the horizontal tango, but I’m not so sure it’s a good idea after—

“That’s alright, Miss Fischer,” Erwin interrupts, taking advantage of the speechless state his hickeys have left Mike into, sounding way too unbothered for their current predicament. “I’m not here to make friends anyway.”

There’s a sudden squeal followed by the muffled sound of Nanaba possibly trying to catch her phone before it falls from her grip.

“Erw— Mister Smith? Oh my God. Oh my God, I’m so sorry, Sir, Mike never said… I mean, had no idea you could overhear—”

“It’s alright,” Erwin says again, pausing to nibble at the skin over Mike’s collarbone, who’s trying to glare at him even though he knows it’s a lost cause. “I’ll see you Monday, Miss Fischer. Have a restful weekend.”

“Yes, Sir. Sorry again. I’ll see you on Monday, Sir.”

Erwin takes the phone away before she’s even done and throws it behind him on the cushions, not bothering to check that the call effectively cut —although Mike’s sure it did, because Nanaba sounded absolutely terrified.

“You just terrorized your HR Director,” he tries, still panting from Erwin’s most recent attention to his neck.

“I know,” Erwin singsongs like he just got praised instead of scolded, nipping along Mike’s jaw playfully now.

“Did you do it because of the nickname, or because I told you she had a crush on me back when we started at the company?”

Erwin chuckles, his breath fanning over Mike’s overheated skin in the process, and draws back far enough to look him in the eyes.

“Come on, I don’t hold such childish grudges,” he says smoothly, predatory smile firmly in place.

Mike bites back his own smile, and tries to keep his face neutral.

“You know I’m aware that you’re lying, right?”

Erwin only grins wider and lets his hand travel along his torso, down his abdomen, and finally cups him briefly over his pants, tearing a hiss out of him that effectively ruins his attempt to appear unimpressed.

“And you know I’m aware of how much that turns you on, right?” he asks in his ear.

"Fuck. Kiss me,” Mike orders.

He doesn’t often use this tone of voice, but you'd need to be blind not to notice the surprising effect it has on such an authoritative figure as Erwin Smith.

But his boss still isn’t one to give up control that easily, as assure the previous times they’ve been together in bed —or this couch, his kitchen, his bathroom... even under his on site desk one memorable time— combined with the way their lips fight for dominance the second they connect and the rough hands that immediately begin tearing at his clothes —well, at Erwin’s shirt that he borrowed today, actually, so Mike really couldn’t care less about the buttons sent flying around the room right now.

Mike lets out a gasp as Erwin pushes him firmly onto his back and trails his hands over the skin he’s just uncovered. His fingers find Mike’s nipples and pinch them, reaching that perfect line between pain and pleasure right away as Mike curses as much as he blesses how well Erwin’s come to know his body in only a few months of casual —is it still casual? Erwin didn’t exactly react to Nanaba calling him Mike’s boyfriend earlier— sex encounters.

The edges of his mind are already getting fuzzy, but Mike doesn’t let himself completely fall under Erwin’s spell yet.

One of his hands cups the back of Erwin’s head and adjusts the angle with enough force to bury his face in his neck, tickling his skin with the facial hair he knows Erwin finds irresistible and unexpectedly biting down, hard. It’s definitely going to leave a bruise; but for one, it’s low enough that Erwin will be able to hide whatever faded mark is left after the weekend under a high collar shirt; and this move is one of Erwin’s weaknesses that’s never failed before.

It doesn’t disappoint now, either, and Erwin moans loudly and goes slack enough at the sudden teeth impact to let Mike switch their position and land on top of him instead.

“You really shouldn’t lie to me, Mister Smith,” he growls as he settles on top of him, rotating his hips so his ass rubs against the hardening erection in Erwin’s pants even as he brings one hand to wrap his around his throat.

He spreads his fingers around his airway, teasing gently before he starts squeezing.

“Wait,” Erwin chokes out suddenly.

Mike lets go of his neck at once, dropping the act and cupping his cheek instead.

“Red?” he asks, searching Erwin’s eyes for signs of pain.

He tried to erase the surprise from his voice but knows he only partially succeeded —choking is certainly not where they’ve ever drawn the line before. Then again, if that’s what Erwin needs right now, of course he’ll stop.

“No, of course not,” Erwin says, dismissing his concerns with a scoff. “But don’t you want your assignment first?”

“Oh. Well, sure, but why… I mean, what is it, do you think I’m going to fuck your brains out so hard you won’t remember when I’m done with you?” he teases, grinding against him again.

“Actually, yes,” Erwin breathes through a tender smile.

There’s no trace of humor in his tone or on his face now, and Mike is split between a surge of white hot arousal at knowing his lover genuinely thinks that highly of him, and near-overwhelming affection for the sometimes disarmingly honest, always unpredictable, and forever complicated man he’s currently pinning down on expensive leather they’re about to ruin.

“Alright,” he concedes, putting both hands on each side of Erwin’s head and stilling his movements. “What inappropriate word do you charge me to use in workplace conversation next week, Sir?”

Erwin curls his index to coax Mike closer. He follows the order and leans over him until Erwin’s able to take his lower lip between his teeth and suck on it, and Mike’s groan lingers even after he’s let go with a loud pop.

“C.B.T,” Erwin enunciates.

Mike closes his mouth and swallows. Hard.

Erwin smirks up at him, his clever hands using the distraction to unbutton and unzip Mike’s pants in one fluid movement.

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xoxosimp · 6 days

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20 Minutes Left

Pairing : Mike Zacharias x Reader

Synopsis: Doing your laundry at 2 am never felt so rewarding.

A/N : This fic is for @chaotic-nick One Night Stand Collab! This was beta read but I did not proofread this LOL.

CW: car sex, unprotected sex( wrap it before you tap), size kink if you squint, fast paced

There was a certain type of peace when you did your laundry at 2am.

There were no children running around the laundromat or elderly ladies trying to make conversation. It was just you and the machine swishing your laundry.

“What is an angel like you doing up so late?”, a new voice chimed.

You turned your head to the most handsome man your town has ever seen. Mike Zacharias. He had beautiful emerald eyes with disheveled blonde hair. His huge arms filled with beautiful geometric patterns made of ink

This man was panty-dropping, drop dead gorgeous.

“I’m doing my taxes,” you said dryly.

“ May I sit while you do these taxes ,angel?” something twinkled in his eyes when he noticed you were staring for a second too long.

Gosh, his voice was rich and deep. He made sure to enunciate every letter, every syllable of his pet name for you. Like he’s tasting it.

You gestured toward the empty chair next to you. “What are you doing up this late, Mike? You don’t have any laundry with you.”

He took a seat. “ I was nearby meeting with a friend when I saw you through the window. And I will say angel, I like what I’m seeing.”

His eyes are doing that again. They take in your body, no doubt appreciating your work uniform that left little to the imagination. You wore a crop top and fishnets under your denim shorts that ended right where they needed to.

“ I’m pretty sure I’ll be wearing less come next week,” you rolled your eyes.

“How so, angel?, ” he questioned.

“Apparently someone bought the bar I work at. Probably some middle aged loser who wants to turn it into a strip club.”

“ Aren’t you judgmental, angel?” He teases.

“I’m not being judgemental, It’s a prediction,” You state matter of factly.

He chuckles, and gosh you think your pussy fluttered around nothing. Everything about this man was heavenly, it was sinful.

Then he gave you that look. Those eyes that conveyed he knew every single dirty thought running through your mind. That grin that said he wanted to fulfill every single dirty thought.

“ You have 20 minutes left of your cycle,angel,” he pointed out.

“ And?” you raised an eyebrow.

“Can’t just have you sitting here, angel, when you could be doing something much more productive.”

–

“Take it all, angel,” he huffed, “be a good girl.”

In a matter of minutes both of your clothes were discarded and thrown in the back of Mike’s car. It was like he planned this, since he was conveniently parked in the darkest corner of the laundromat parking lot.

“Take it all, angel,” he huffed, “be a good girl.”

Gosh, you thought you were taking him. You don't dare look down at your tiny cunt trying to take his length. You take a deep breath and slow inch down on his dick. Your cunt was spasming on him. You held his shoulders so hard it would leave bruises.

Mike clenched his stomach in an effort not to finish so soon. You were barely inside him yet the silkyness and heat of your pussy was overwhelming him.

“That’s a good fucking girl,” he groaned, “ Take all of me.”

You sink down slowly, until finally- he bottoms out.

You’re so deep in your haze of arousal to truly understand how crazy this is. You’re about to ride Mike in his car, in public, where anyone could see you.But, the way you felt him in your stomach, the way his cock kissed your cervix without pain, any sense of rationality went out the window.

Once you adjusted to his size, you slowly grinded on Mike, leaving no space between the both of you so you could grind your clit until his pelvis. His warm hands found purchase on your hips and encouraged you to keep dragging yourself back and forth on his dick.

You lean on your knees and start bouncing on him. He was so deep inside of you, you were sure you were going to feel him even after you finished. Skin slapping skin and your loud moans filled the air as the car shook.

“ Fuck, angel,” Mike groaned. “ Keep bouncing angel, be a good girl.” His praise made your clit throb.Your thighs were burning but you were so close. Your perfect tits in his face. Your head is thrown back in pleasure. You, moaning his name while you rode him.

You were picturesque.

“Mike ‘m close m’ close,” you babbled mindlessly. You, fucked out on his cock. He wants more of this.

“ Then be a good little angel and cum on my cock,” he commanded softly. “Cum for me, angel.”

The base of your spine was tingling in pleasure. Your high was going to come crashing down, and his words were all you needed.Your cunt clenched down hard on him, squirting on his cock.

Mike didn't stop. Your cunt was spasming in overstimulation as he bucked his hips into you at a fast rate. He’s going to leave bruises on your hips depending on how hard he’s gripping them. You arched your back as his balls slap against your skin.

‘ Take me so well, angel,” his words are slurred, “ ‘m close angel”

The warmth of your cunt became too much and with three thick spurts,he painted your cunt white.

You were so cock drunk you couldn't determine how much time really passed. Mike slowly pulls out of your cunt, and he’e delighted to see his cum spill out of your messy cunt.

“ You okay, angel? “Mike asked softly as he rubbed your back.

You nodded as you rested on the crook of his neck. “ Give me words, angel”

“‘M okay” you mumbled. He was so warm you didn't want to leave his embrace yet. Or ever.

“ You should probably check on your laundry,” Mike quipped.

You picked up your head and gave him a “ oh so it’s like that face”. “Are you trying to say this one night stand is officially over?”

“ Not in the slightest, angel,” he chuckled.

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Somehow you and Mike mentioned to get cleaned up and put your clothes back on. You didn't even bother putting your clothes to dry. You just needed a hot shower and sleep.

Your legs ached from last night’s tryst with Mike, you contemplated calling out of work. But Pixis insisted everyone be there so the new owner could meet his staff.

You sat at the bar with your coworker , Hitch, resting your head on your palm.

“Girl, you look like hell,” she stated, wiping the bar, “ Rough night or somethin?”

Well, Mike was rough with you last night.

“Or something,” you mumbled.

“Here are two of my best bartenders,” Pyxis’s voice boomed through the empty bar.

He says that about all his bartenders, you rolled your eyes internally.

“Mr.Zacharias, meet-” his voice drowned out as you picked your head up and made eye contact with the new owner.

Heart melting green eyes. Beautiful messy, blonde hair, and a panty dropping smile.

Oh Fuck no.

“ Everything alright?” Mike asked. His tone was level but his eyes were teasing. Pyxis and Hitch couldn't see his lustfulness, no doubt remembering what happened before the sun rose.

You rubbed your eyes and snapped out of your trance “I’m fine, just tired is all.” you said.

“Something kept you up?”

“ Laundry took forever,” you answered, “ more than 20 minutes, to be precise.”

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ohmytomorrowisthursday · 10 months

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Until I Fall - Part Fourteen

Levi Ackerman x Fem Reader.

Eventual romance but this is a slow burn, definitely angsty and darker. It will also focus a lot on Hange, Erwin and the original scouts. Eren and the 104th training corps will be around but I’m focusing on the older characters in here. Your self insert name is ‘Azeria Becker’ pronouns She/Her/Hers. Using a name because don’t like using ‘y/n’.

Cannon universe. I wrote this for myself but I hope that you enjoy it, too lol <3

cw: imagine literally every awful/gory thing that happens in SNK. Death, violence and gore. Drinking, sex. (bolded ones in this chapter)

I will be releasing 2 chapters at a time every few days. You can find all chapters here.

“Thank you all for joining me here,” Erwin said, standing at the front of the remaining soldiers. The field was sparsely peppered with people after having lost so many. Ilse stood beside you, trying her best to balance on crutches. Erwin’s face remained the same as it always had; calm. It suddenly began to bother you as to how he remained so level headed. There was so much more to learn about him.

“It has been a difficult few days, and I’m certain all of you are exhausted and wondering what comes next. Today, I will announce the restructuring of our branch and name our squadron leaders,” his voice boomed through the air. Looking at him in front of you now, you knew that this was where he was meant to be. He was a born leader.

“Hange Zoe and Mike Zacharias will be your new Squad Leaders. When we rebuild our troops I will expand leadership. Until that times comes, you will report to them,” he paused and scanned the crowed. You looked over at Levi, his face seemingly annoyed. “There is much to do now that wall Maria has fallen. Your roles have now become more important than ever. Regain your health and stamina. The time to fight again is near, and we all need to be ready to save humanity from this loss. We will begin training once again in three days. You are all dismissed!”

The soldiers saluted and everyone scurried away. “Come see me tonight?” Ilse asked, you nodded to her and parted ways. You jogged over to catch up with Levi. “So much for our vacation,” you joked. “Yeah,” he said flatly, looking off into the distance. He seemed off. “Are you okay?” You asked. “Yeah,” he replied in his same distant tone. You both walked over to the stables together.

Aside from the veterinarians and the operations team, the rest of the soldiers who normally cared for the horses were gone. It was often a role that the rookies and older soldiers had to do. There were hundreds of horses, and since the Survey Corps also bred their own as well, there was no shortage of things to do.

The two of you were kindly given the worst of the jobs; cleaning out the stables. Levi already looked like he regretted joining you. He hung his jacket on a nail and rolled up his sleeves. You looked at him, bemused at his disgust. “Don’t worry, grump, I’ll take out the shit,” you laughed. He shot you a death glare, “Then why are you still here?”

The two of your worked until lunch. Levi despised cleaning out the barns but didn’t seem to mind spending time with the horses. The mess didn’t bother you too much so you let him stick to brushing out the animals instead. It was quite amusing to see him here; the infamous Levi Ackerman cleaning shit out of barns. If only people could see him now. You liked these moments; when both of you felt like normal people. The past few days had been so hard, but here in the barn, the sun was shining bright and spring was finally in full bloom. Sometimes you’d flick pieces of hay at him and watch his annoyed face “I’m warning you, one more time and I’m throwing you in the manure pile,” he’d threaten. You’d just roll your eyes, “Uh huh.” You loved that here Levi Ackerman was just your friend, not some hero to swoop in and save everyone. Without his Scout uniform on he was just a man. What would you be if you weren’t here, Levi?

The morning had put you in high spirits again. Spending time with the horses was always nice and having Levi accompany you, but he still didn’t seem like his normal self. Afternoon rolled around and Erwin had called his former team into a meeting. This was it; you and Hange would ask him about your side project.

The room was small but it held your squad, which was nice and made everything seem a little more normal. You sat next to Hange, their disposition always made you feel calm. Erwin stood at the front of the room. His face had changed a little now, in the most subtle way his features had disarmed themselves, and underneath his face was angry and agitated. Maybe you were beginning to read him.

“It’s good to see you all,” Erwin started. “We have a lot to cover. Wall Maria’s breach is a worst case scenario for us. The Garrison are evacuating all residents into Wall Rose and Sina. We may be asked to partake on these journeys as needed, but I have gotten clearance for the Survey Corps to hold back for emergency operations only. Our troops are too weak and we need to save our strength for crucial work.” He paused and looked around. The whole room was listening intently to him; he had that kind of power over people.

“First; the wall breach,” He pulled down a map, “It occurred in the early afternoon. Two titans- the likes of which we’ve never seen before- appeared on the south wall; a titan whose body eclipsed the size of the wall; standing at 60 meters tall. The other was a 15 meter titan with armoured skin. Both were abnormal. They did not attack anyone, however the damage that they did to the wall was significant enough to let in a large group of titans into the city. After they compromised the wall, both titans disappeared. We have no reports as to where they went, and no members of the Garrison could see the titans escaping out into the remaining lands.”

Levi looked skeptically at Erwin, “What do you mean they vanished? How could something 60 meters high just disappear?”

Erwin faced him, “Exactly. We don’t know how they managed to vanish. Most titans give off steam and disappear, but not in the way that the Colossus did. No one had hit it, it seemed to willingly disappear.”

“How can they do that…” Hange trailed off.

“We don’t know,” Erwin replied.

“Are there any reports from the Garrison around Wall Maria?” Mike asked. “So far,” Erwin replied, “Nothing. It seems the enemy has not returned, all that’s has swarmed Maria is regular titans.”

“So, what’s the plan from here?” Levi asked.

“The evacuation process is underway. Once the land is cleared of civilians we’ll be able to come up with plans for the next expedition. My hope for the next few months is to focus on rebuilding our troops and training them on the flare signal system. Additionally, I’m proposing that we set up a new base of operations closer to Trost. After yesterdays latest casualty; our current headquarters is too far to respond in a timely fashion. If we don’t improve this situation I fear that the MP’s and the King will use this ammunition against the Corps,” Erwins eyes were far away; he was already looking out towards the next expedition. If he had ever grieved then you’d never know it. “I will keep you all informed as things progress. In the meantime do your best to keep morale high around here.”

“That’ll be easier for some than others,” Hange nudged Levi.

“You stink of shit, four eyes,” He groaned.

“You’re all dismissed,” Erwin finished. Hange jumped out of their seat and tapped him on the shoulder, you followed behind as fast as you could. “Commander, do you mind if I have a minute of your time,” Hange asked. “Certainly. Let’s wait until everyone has left.”

The room cleared and the three of you stood alone. “Commander, after our last expedition, and based on the facts presented to us today, I think that we need to make a greater effort to study the titans. I would like to propose a research operation; lets capture a titan alive, and use it to better understand our enemy. With so many unknowns we should be better prepared to fight these creatures,” Hange’s face was confident and determined; you wondered how they could talk to Erwin like that. His eyes shifted towards you, “And how does Azeria fit in with this?” He asked.

Hange’s face lightened up, “Well that’s the best part! Azeria was a mechanic before she joined the corps! Her father trained her on how to build ODM gear and shotguns for the Interior Police. She wants to help me build something that would be able to capture titans!”

Erwin was paused in thought.

“We could work on it alone until the time is right. That way no one else would know of our operation,” Hange added. Erwin continued to think, and your heart pounded waiting in anticipation for his answer.

“I’m sorry Hange but no,” He replied flatly.

“But-“

“No. We just took an incredible loss. How am I supposed to justify putting more soldiers at risk of death for an operation to capture one alive?” Hange’s face dropped into disappointment. “I understand why you’d like to do this, and I don’t think its a bad idea, but right now is not the time.”

“I understand, Commander,” Hange replied, trying to put on a happier voice. “You’ve both done tremendous work over the past few days. Hange, I know you will be an excellent Squad Commander. Azeria, your efforts have not gone unnoticed. Keep up the good work,” Erwin said. His face regained his usual gaze. He was done letting his guard down; now, he was back to being a leader.

“Thank you, Commander,” You both said.

The two of you walked out of the room and Hange patted you on the back, “It’s alright, Azeria. Let’s trust Erwin. We can always propose it again when things are better.”

Despite the fact that you felt a little embarrassed for asking you smiled back, “Thank’s for letting me join you anyways.”

In a way, you felt relief; the past few days had shown you how hard it really was to be in the Survey Corps. You were looking forward to being a normal soldier again for the next few months.

chapter fifteen

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axoxtxhxh · 3 years

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Can you do Miche x male reader? Like male y/n is a tian shifter and would do anything to protect Miche even if the others deem it wrong. 18+ smit and some angest? If you want..🥺

So sorry this took me a bit. I really had to think about it to make sure I was doing a good job with it. I did cut out the smut only because it would have been too quick for this. I really REALLY hope you like it! ❤️

On Top of the World

Pairing: Miche x Male Reader

Content: Nearly all fluff, tiny bit of angst

Word Count: ~ 2,900

Summary: Reader is a Marleyan warrior, similar to a titan shifter, and one day he feels the need to save a scout from titans.

A/N: I am totally out of my comfort zone on this one since I don’t have much experience writing for a male reader, so I hope I didn’t do terribly. Thank you for the request and I hope you like it!

You remember the first time you saved Miche. You directly disobeyed orders and followed your commander. You were told to continue forward and clear a way for him as he stayed back, moving in to interact with one of the island devils who had killed four of Zeke’s titans in a few swift movements. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him. You had never seen someone moving so quickly and smoothly. His tall body flying through the air, jumping from titan to titan, his silky hair blowing all around his face as he spun and flipped. That’s all it took for you to follow Zeke as he approached the man. Your interest already completely attached to him.

You knew you couldn’t let Zeke know you were following him so you moved around the trees, hiding in areas he couldn’t see you. You were a small titan, not like the others, certainly not like Zeke. You were a minion to him, just a little busy bee that did what he asked.

You watched as Zeke spoke to him, the horrified look in his eyes was understandable. Zeke was an intimidating titan even for you. You couldn’t believe the strength of him, trying to stand on two broken legs as titans closed around him. That’s when your body took over and you can barely remember how it happened. One moment you were hidden in the trees watching it all happen and then next moment you were running, slashing through titans with your hands and running with Miche in your arms.

He was bigger than you thought he would be, your post in the trees not close enough to get a good look.

You weren’t a titan like the other shifters. You were considered a subclass to them. A lesser version created by Marley researchers in order to grow their army. You were the first one. A prototype. Something they liked to look at in horror, yet in the same breath, confidently ask you to do their bidding. You always listened, except that day.

You watched Miche squirm in your grip and you struggled to hold him. You weren’t as strong as titans were. You were certainly stronger in your titan form than human form, but significantly weaker than a normal titan.

“I’m not trying to hurt you.” You told him, your titan voice deep and throaty. His struggling stopped and you felt his body trembling at your voice. As soon as you shook off the titans following, you slowed down and gently placed Miche on the grass. You both sat there staring at each other. Miche unable to believe what he was seeing while the realization of what you just did hit you.

“You can talk.” Miche spoke first, still taking shallow breaths. You watched his broad chest rise and fall and wondered how it compared to the size of yours when you were in your human form.

“I can.” His eyes widened again at your voice and you took a step back, not wanting to scare him. “I—I’m a titan, but I’m also human.”

You were more of a shapeshifter than a titan, though someone looking at you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. The only difference was your eyes. You struggled to remember what your eyes looked like before you became what you were. Were they brown? Maybe green? You were sure they weren’t blue, but could never be certain how sure you were. It didn’t matter. They were now a luminescent glowing swirl of purples. Something to do with the chemical injections given to you during the experimentation phase of your transformation.

You explained all of this to Miche the second time you saw him. The second time you saved him. That first day was not the last. You would save him numerous times following that day. Each time was the same. Each time he knew you were coming. You could see a smile grow on his face as he picked up your scent.

You never understood his olfactory sense no matter how many times he explained it to you. He’d laugh at the confused look on your face each time he would try.

It was difficult what you were doing. The constant disappearing caught the attention of the warriors. They were always asking where you were running off to and you had to come up with excuse after excuse, lying to your comrades to spend time with the enemy. Those labels started becoming increasingly more confusing to you as did your feelings towards the man you were secretly escaping to meet.

Visiting Paradis wasn’t always top priority for Marley and in between the times you were able to see Miche, you found yourself lying in bed at night thinking about the times you were with him. He wasn’t at all how people of that island were described to you. He was funny and caring, someone you enjoyed spending time with. You often wondered if he thought the same about you. You wouldn’t describe yourself as funny, but he laughed quite a bit when you spoke. Serious conversations turned silly when he smiled.

That night wasn’t any different than the others. You were in bed, your thoughts quickly moving to Miche again. His broad shoulders and muscular arms at the front of your mind. You learned quickly that he was very playful, always play fighting, pretending to fight you when he became restless from sitting, laughing at himself when you playfully pushed him back. You tried not to think about his smile and his laugh as you felt a growing warmth in your stomach. Fighting it only made it worse though. The nights feeling so much longer unless you gave in.

You weren’t sure what it was that kept you going back to see him each and every time. It never occurred to you that he was making the same choice as you. Deciding himself that he wanted to see you each time you were on Paradis.

“Why do you come to see me?” You finally built the courage to ask him. You were thankful in your titan form he couldn’t see what you were feeling. He was sitting in the grass, looking up at the sky and shrugged.

“What else would I do?” He smiled. “Do I get to ask you a question?”

“Sure.”

“When will you let me see you?” He finally looked away from the sky and directly at you. You tried to bring your eyebrows together, but your titan form prevented it, leaving you just staring at him.

“What do you mean? You’re seeing me now.”

“The real you.” He clarified.

He wanted to see you in your human form? What for? Was he trying to weaken you? This whole time was he trying to get closer to you in order to use you. He was using you to get to Marley, the get to the other warriors. He didn’t actually care about you. You didn’t know why you were thinking these things, but you were, you couldn’t help it.

“It’s fine, you don’t—”

“Why would you want to see me in my human form?” You stood up.

“Because I want to see you.” He laughed. Maybe it was a nervous laugh, but it felt like he was mocking you.

“What does it matter what I look like? Is that what you care about?” Miche stood up. He realized what you were feeling even without being able to see it or hear it in your tone.

“Y/N, I care about you.” He brought his hand to yours and you looked down at it. It was so small compared to yours, but you knew in your human form it would be so much bigger, able to completely cover yours as he closed his fingers around your hand. You pulled your hand away.

“You don’t care about me. If you did, you wouldn’t ask that.” You took a step back.

“I do ca—”

“You just want to see me weak and small. I’m not weak.” “I know you’re not. I wasn’t—Y/N, I wasn’t saying—”

He stopped speaking when you turned around and ran away, heading to meet back up with your comrades. Maybe they were right. Maybe this place was full of devils only out to get everyone. It didn’t feel right. None of it felt right. You felt confused and hurt. Why would Miche be like that? How could he be like that? He wasn’t anything like what you thought people here would be like. He was different. He had to be different. But when you thought about what he asked, you weren’t sure.

If he did care about you, why would he want to see you in a different way? If he cared about you in your titan form, that was how he saw you. Strong, tall, intimidating, a warrior. Why would he want your human form? Your human form was small, it was weak, it was tired and nothing special. That wasn’t what Miche cared about. He knows you as the titan that saved him. The tough, the durable, the giant titan that he could rely on. You were nothing like that in your human form. Nothing. He may not have known it, but you knew it. If he did care about you, it could only be in your titan form.

You stopped running. It was as if a wall were in front of you and you would hit it if you kept running, but the feeling you felt was more of a pull coming from behind you. A feeling that stopped you from leaving. You couldn’t. You felt something on your face and went to wipe it. Tears? You didn’t even know you could cry in this form.

There was a buzzing sound coming from behind you. You had never heard it before, but you knew what it was. That special gear the people of the island used to get around titans. The sound got closer and closer until it was right behind you, stopping suddenly and then you heard heavy breathing.

You couldn’t bring yourself to turn around. Even if all the reasons in your head told you to turn around. All the training you had told you to turn around, never turn your back on an enemy, but you didn’t. Miche wasn’t the enemy. Even though you knew the man you had fallen in love with was standing behind you, you didn’t turn around. You couldn’t.

“I won’t ask you to do it again.” He panted. “It really doesn’t matter to me what form you’re in.”

“Then why did you ask?” You stayed with your back to him.

“I… I don’t know.” He paused and you could almost hear his worry. “If this is the form you want me to see, if this is who you want to be, if this is who you are… I will love you either way.”

Love?

You turned your head, looking back at him and he smiled. The smile that set of everything. Your feelings, the reason you kept coming back. There was a familiar tingle in your spine and you cried out, your body shaking and bones cracking. Your transition from human to titan often went smoother than the other way around. It was painful and took much longer, your body tensing and sweating as it pushed through the unnatural process.

Your eyes were closed, but you could feel Miche’s eyes on you as your body twitched and shrunk down to half, a third, a quarter of the titan size. You struggled, but you managed to open them up enough to blink away the tears and see Miche’s face. He didn’t have the look of horror that you were expecting. There wasn’t even a look of disgust like you were used to from many of the Marleyan soldiers. It was a look you had never seen anyone give you before. It was a look you could only describe as adoration.

As soon as the shift was complete, you were forced to take shallow breaths as you tried to get enough air for your body. You held what was left of your pants to your stomach, trying your best to adjust to your weaker form. Your muscles felt tired, almost too tired to hold you up. This was a transition the other warriors never had to feel, they always kept their human form, hiding it in their titan’s nape. You, however, became something different, needing a period of adjustment as your remembered how to use your smaller body.

You took one final deep breath and slowly turned around. Miche stood in the same spot, unmoved from when he landed before your shifting started. You opened your mouth to say something, but you didn’t know what to say. There wasn’t really anything you could say.

Miche took a slow step forward, another slow step after that, and another step after that. Each step getting quicker than the previous one until he was standing in front of you. It felt strange and you knew he felt it too. You had never had to look up at him and he never had to look down at you.

He looked almost apprehensive as he stared at your face, trying to find parts of your titan face in your human one. He wouldn’t though, you were completely different. He looked into your eyes, the familiar swirling waves of purple and his face relaxed.

“Your eyes are the same.” He spoke softly.

“They don’t change.” His body stiffened slightly at your voice. It made sense. He had never heard you speak before and you wondered if it was uncomfortable for him to hear. He sniffed the air in front of you lightly.

“Your scent is the same too.”

“I—”

“So this is you?” He asked. The question completely unnecessary because you both knew it was. Still, you found it difficult to speak the confirmation and instead just nodded, having to quickly look away. You weren’t sure if it was discomfort or embarrassment, maybe even shame.

You weren’t that small for a man. You were very average, but to a titan, you were small. To Miche, you were small. You thought of the first time you saw him, flying through the sky over the titans, twisting and spinning as he cut their nape. You remembered his heavy breathing and thought about how big he would seem if you were standing with him as you were in that moment.

Before you even really thought about it, your hand had lifted up, moving towards where your eyes lay on his chest. You were hesitant to touch him, not even really sure if he was okay with you being close to him. You looked like an entirely different person than he was used to. You started pulling your hand away, dropping it to your side and Miche grabbed it, pulling it to his chest and holding it there.

You didn’t even have time to enjoy it because soon after he wrapped his arms around your body and lifted you up from the ground. Your legs were swinging as he spun in a circle and laughed, his smile seemed different somehow and before you knew it, you were smiling with him. The feeling of his strong arms wrapping around you felt so warm, your heart was slamming in your chest at the feeling.

He set you down quickly, moving his hands to your cheeks, cupping your jaw and pressing his lips to yours. Your eyes went wide, your hands holding his shoulders, and you forgot to breathe. There was a strange buzzing in your body that you had never felt before. It moved through you quickly and settled in your stomach. It felt good. You felt high. You felt like you were on top of the world.

Your eyes slowly closed and you opened your mouth, your arms going around Miche’s neck to pull him closer to you. His tongue brushed over yours as his arms moved around your waist and he pulled you up, spinning you in a circle again. It was a feeling you wouldn’t have been able to describe to anyone and a feeling that no one had ever told you that you could feel.

He set you back down and smiled into your lips, pulling away. You had expected Miche to look at you differently once he saw you, the real you. What you hadn’t expected was how different he looked to you. His eyes were brighter, his smile wider, his voice warmer.

You both took a deep breath and smiled, his hand finding yours and holding it tightly while he swung it back and forth.

“I think I might be able to take you on now.” He joked. You looked up at him, trying to guess what he was talking about and he put his arms up, play punching your shoulder and you laughed.

“I can always shift back.” You jokingly threatened, lightly pushing his shoulder.

“Not yet.” He grabbed your hand and pulled it behind his back, bringing you up against his chest. “Just a little longer like this.”

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commanderserwin · 4 years

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↦ pairing(s): levi x mike x erwin x reader

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Hello! I'm not sure if you're taking requests, but if you are (and if this not okay for you and your comfort zone), would if be okay to have a one-shot where it's ~rough and smutty~ Reader x Erwin x Mike X Levi? I love your writing style and I haven't really found much for the odd pairing lemon or fluff wise. Gracias, have a lovely day!

↦ warning(s): !!! nsfw !!! foursome !!! smut !!!

↦ author’s note(s): ah yes, the product of my 3am writing so im just going to walk away🚶🏻‍♀️enjoy !!

ps. it isn’t that rough and smutty since i’m not that well versed with smut but hey i tried, don’t ~judge~ bye bye!! 🥴

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It was Levi’s idea.

Levi was already sprawled on the bed, his hands laced behind his head, as he watched you take off of your pants, slowly, bending down to fully remove the skinny pants and the underwear you have on. The next was your shirt, unbuttoning it, eyes still on Levi’s. Everybody’s breath hitched when you bared your naked self, as your eyes continued to stay on Levi’s.

He continued to watch, watch how you got on the bed, his legs widening as you kneeled in the middle. Your hands moved from his ankles to his thighs, and you bend down, air hitting your sex, as you licked his tip. Levi remained impassive but you caught on that subtle change in the rise of his chest, as you licked him down, tongue exposed for everybody to see how you take him down. You stayed in that position as you held him with your hand, thumb pressing lightly on his tip. Suddenly, your hand guided the length of his, slow then fast, just like how he likes it. Levi struggled to open his eyes as you pumper him faster, your thumb spreading the pre-cum, and once he started grunting, groaning, you stopped.

“Tch.”

You smiled, leaning in forward to lay kisses on his hips, up to his stomach, then to his chest, and on his jaw. Your hands moved up and down his body, fingers grazing on his prickled skin as he watched you intently.

You want to ride him now, he thought, just by looking at your eyes, he knows you want to.

His hands grabbed at your face, capturing your lips in his, his hand moving down to your hip to position you right at his cock. He tasted like alcohol when he licked your lips open, tongues now meeting in slick hunger as if it was just the two of you. Both of you pulled away, Levi pulling on your lower lip as you turned your head to the audience.

Erwin and Mike were still clothed, still sitting on the table with alcohol that Levi prepared. The only thing that has changed is how Erwin got rid of his emerald bolo tie, as Mike already unbuttoned the firsts of his shirt. Erwin gulped down his glass, eyes trained on your bodies as Mike itched on his sit to join. But Levi has other plans. He suddenly grabbed your face again, his eyes pointed at the audience, as he kissed you deeply on the lips, leaving marks all around your neck, collarbones, and finally on your breasts. He pinched your perked nipple, and he smirked at the men, as you squealed.

“No kissing,” Levi darkly said, his eyes now on Erwin and Mike’s.

They nodded. They seem nervous, blushing from their neck to their ears as they downed another glass. It must be the alcohol or it must be the lewd noises that came for Levi and you, just from blowing him and kissing. Erwin was the one who looked too nervous, making it hard for you to believe that he thought of agreeing to this. Meanwhile, Mike was into it. He was already breathing hard, hand continuously fixing his pants as your sex came into the view.

Levi stood up from the bed, offering a hand to get you off as well. In a swift movement, he carried you to the table where they were sat, hands curled behind your thighs, as he set you down. He began to kiss you again, his hand going in between your legs to move them apart, and helped you settle on the table as you laid down. You looked up to where you were, Erwin’s nervous face right up to your eyes. Just to tease, you pulled on his shirt, hand going up to his jaw and chin, liking the way his heart pumped hard under your touch. Turning to the left, you saw Mike staring holes at your body, from your chest then to your face. You pulled him down as well by the collar of his shirt, then to his neck and jaw, and forehead, moving away his bangs to see you better.

Levi pinched your inner thigh, making you move in surprise as you giggled on his excitement. He licked two of his fingers, immediately inserting them in you, pumping slow and hard as your whole body move on the table, as he continued to pump into you. You held on to the shirts of your audience, eyes closing as Levi used his other hand to play with your clit as continued to finger you, curling deep continuously. The sensation from your clit being played altogether was too much that your lewd moans contained the room, filling their ears and yours from how much Levi could break you down with just your fingers.

You struggled to open your eyes, looking at your lover’s gray eyes, “Should we let them join? After all,” you breathed hard, toes curling all ready at how good he is with his fingers, “this is your idea.”

Levi nodded, holding down your hip as the sounds from his fingers your wetness surrounded the room, as you whimpered as well for more. More, more, more, getting hot thinking of what the other men in the room would do. Although, Levi has already said that there will no kissing. He’s got that reserved for your body, and only him could do that. He continued to finger you, and you couldn’t help but moan and wrap your hand around the one on your clit, begging him to do more, faster and harder, all ready wanting to feel full just from him.

“Take off your clothes,” you ordered breathily, taking your eyes off of Levi’s to watch them do so. You wrapped one leg around Levi’s torso, feeling your close coming this fast, seeing how hard everybody is already. Just as you were about to speak, Levi’s fingers exited your hole as he felt your walls clenched, and immediately thrusted right into you, making you moan loudly as that first, hard, thrust made you feel so full, hearing it hit you again and again.

“Erwin,” Levi breathed, removing himself, making you open your eyes as you breathed hard, waiting. “Come fuck her.”

Erwin wasted no time, already hard as you watched him take over Levi’s position. You have to slightly open your legs wider for him as he settled in the middle, his hand running up and down his cock. His calloused hand reached to squeeze your chest, his finger running down to your front, as he run a finger as well on your walls, your breath hitching at the sense of someone’s finger on you aside from Levi’s. He used that same finger to press on your clit, your pleasure jolting to your body, making you arch your back, as Levi played with your chests. With no hesitation, you felt Erwin’s hands on your hips, pressing you down on the small table, as he grunted entering you.

Erwin felt you adjust to his size, your walls clenching, and he moved rhythmically, loving the way chest bounces through the motion. He grabbed your thigh to wrap around his torso, lifting it slight for another angle. Meanwhile, Levi played with your clit and breasts.

“Faster,” you pleaded, body shuddering with pleasure. Your hand moved to where Mike was, surprised that he was already standing beside where you were being fucked. You inched him forward, your hand on his hip to make him move as close as possible to your mouth. Erwin and Levi moved faster, and faster you are going to cum. Just as when you were about speak, Mike inched his cock to your mouth, shutting you up, making you taste his pre-cum as he lapped it over your dirty lips.

Mike fucked your mouth relentlessly, capturing your moans with every move of his hot length in your mouth as you came with Erwin’s cock inside of you. You felt the hot splurge of his cum on your stomach, smiling as Levi took his place and pounded into you harder and rougher, your tongue smashed right at Mike’s cock as he also move in synch, as if meeting your body halfway as Levi pounded into you and Mike on your mouth. Levi slapped your cheek slightly, groaning at the painful pleasure, full at each direction as Erwin grabbed your hand to play with his hard length. You nodded, moving your hand up and down as the other coddled with Mike’s balls near your mouth, smirking at how loud they are once they feel your touch.

Levi loved the sight the sheen of sweat on your body as you gurgled through Mike’s cock and your hand lazily going up and down Erwin’s cock, fully knowing that you are about to cum again. He could feel your walls clench as his cock twitched, and he pounded even harder is harder, hands tighter around your hip and your clit for another pleasure ride. He watched Mike cummed on your mouth, helpfully wiping his mess of your mouth as you moaned and whimpered as Levi moved rougher, rubbing on your clit for added pleasure.

“Levi,” you whispered hoarsely, “Right there, fuck- fuck- shit-.”

Levi pounded faster, his bangs sticking to his forehead as Erwin played with your mouth, his cock now on your mouth. Levi wiped the sweat on his chest, burning from the intensity at how you are taking them three, as he fucked you, and Erwin’s cock lining your neck, the words stuck to your throat as you pleaded messily, “Going to- fuck! Shit-.”

Mike took his place over Levi’s, finally getting a taste of your pussy, groaning at how well you are adjusting to his size, pounding right into you, Levi’s fingers inside of you again. Mike bottomed out on you, making you grab hold of his hand on your waist, nails marking his wrist as he thrusted deep and deep, until it became sloppy, groaning quickly, as your movements emitted erotic sounds, the wetness of Mike’s leftover cum and now Erwin’s on your mouth, to Levi’s fingers still inside you as Mike pounded, heavily, and rougher, feeling his weight on your body.

“Stretch that pussy,” Levi commanded, his fingers now gone, and left to wrap it on your chin. Levi loves this image of you so fucked-out, red, cum all over your body, as you grabbed for him. He wasted no time sucking on your breast, hand fisting his hair from too much pleasure. Levi wiped the sweat off of yours, smirking as Erwin left your cock, and now your moans could be fully heard, as he wiped down on your mouth as well.

He listened to you whimpered, Mike still pounding into you, and slowly groaning as Mike became sloppy, eyes closing as he continued, his nails digging into your hips. He groaned, pulling out, shooting his cum on to the table’s napkin in a hurry, as you helped yourself to your own release. Everybody watched you touched yourself, hand going to pinch your nipple, and fingers curling in and out. Levi bent down, his hand moving up and down his length, as he whispered dirty nothings to your ear, hearing you moan as Levi helped you to your high.

It felt like electricity, your heart pumping loudly and fast, as you cummed on the table with the helped of Levi’s words at your ears, breathing heavily as everybody widely watched you. Smiling lazily, you sat up with the help of Levi’s hand on your lower back, wiping yourself with another napkin as you turned your head towards the other two men.

“That’s up to your expectation?”

“Even better,” Mike groaned, cleaning himself up as Erwin began putting on his clothes.

You turned to Erwin, pink tinge on his ears as you ushered him forward, “Did you enjoy, Commander?”

“Yes,” his voice raspy and clipped as he eyed your naked figure still on the table. He looked on to Mike and Levi, a small, shy smile on his face as he zipped himself up, still blushing.

It made you smirked about how shy your Commander was, when he agreed to this. He couldn’t look straight at you, so you managed to tease him a little bit more. You stood in front of him, still naked, as you helped him with his emerald bolo tie. Erwin’s breath hitched, as he felt your finger graze his neck and collar, and he eyed you down with no hesitation, gulping at how his mess still stained your stomach.

“No looking,” Levi grunted, swatting your hands off of Erwin’s tie as you laughed. Erwin nodded, while Mike joined in your laugh.

Mike was the most nonchalant in this whole ordeal, clearly showing that he enjoyed as he squeezed your shoulder as he grabbed Erwin by the shoulder, to lead him outside Levi’s room.

“Bye, Mike!” You said, waving your hand, watching them disappear out of the door.

You crossed your arms at Levi who was already sitting by the table, a glass in his hand as he surveyed you with his steel eyes. His brows was furrowed deep in thought, matching yours as you stared at him. Levi sighed, placing down his glass on the table, as he gestured you forward. Once you were close enough, he grabbed your hips as he placed your naked body on his lap. He got a hold of another napkin, and proceeded to wipe down your sweat and everybody’s mess. He wiped down on your mouth, cheeks, stomach, and your inner thighs as you held him by the shoulder.

“Is that how you envisioned it?”

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sanokisses · 7 years

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— Mike Zacharias modern day moodboard 🌙

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fict0philia · 2 years

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𝓪𝓸𝓽 𝓿𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽

character(s): erwin smith, levi ackerman, hange zoe, mike zacharias / gn!reader

warning(s): none. SFW, established relationship, comfort

link(s): ko-fi, navigation

erwin smith

can be a little awkward when it comes to comfort, but he quickly learns how to cater to your needs specifically!

the best hugger. he is so big and he’s built as hell too, so he is very nice to lay on when you’re both relaxing. those pecs are soft! rest your head on them, they’re like your own personal pillows

is very good at verbal comfort. we all know erwin is skilled in the speech department, so if you need advice, reassurance or just to listen to him he’s more than willing to just talk to you

erwin is a very stressed individual, so mutual comforting is definitely going to be a thing between the two of you. loves to rest his head on you and have you run your hands through his hair while he mumbles advice and reassurance into your skin

is a quick learner and will figure out the best ways to make you feel better super fast! need a snack? he’s already making your favorite. need a hot drink? it’s already in your hands. need to be cuddled? he’s already wrapping his arms around you

he might not be available all the time because of his work, but he definitely makes it up to you when he’s there

levi ackerman

does not know how to comfort people. it takes him a long time to accept comfort from other people, so don’t expect him to be good at dishing it back out.

better at physical comfort than verbal comfort, he’s afraid he might say the wrong thing so he will automatically try to place a hand on your back reassuringly or maybe even give you a hug if he’s feeling nice

that isn’t to say that he won’t try and talk to you, it’s just his own version of comfort. is good at reassuring you, as well as asking if he needs to fight anyone that’s hurt your feelings- otherwise, it’s a pretty mediocre conversation

the more he opens up to you, the better he gets- like erwin, he can learn what’s best to comfort you specifically!

levi mirrors your actions from when you comfort him! it’s actually pretty endearing that he takes your actions and returns them

despite his ineptitude at comforting you verbally, he can give pretty good advice when he tries; so if you have any problems he can be helpful in that regard!

hange zoe

very in tune with their emotions and is one of the best people to seek out when you need comfort

a pleasant mix of physical and verbal comfort, usually holding your hands in their own or resting an arm around your shoulder as they talk about how brilliant you are and how they think you’re amazing!

hange can sometimes get carried away in their own thoughts, so you may need to ask for them to comfort you before they even notice that you’re craving their attention

is the perfect person to talk to if you need to distract yourself- they have so much stuff to talk about, show you, etc that it’d be impossible to even remember what was bothering you in the first place by the time they’re finished

like erwin, they are a great hugger and love hugs to boot! loves, loves, loves physical affection, so they will be all over you if you want them to be

if they can, they will 100% drop everything they’re doing to make sure you feel better before continuing their work- they’re just as dedicated to you as they are to their research

mike zacharias

a man of few words, he prefers to give you physical comfort. when it comes to emotional conversation, i feel like he’s not that great with his words

also a good hugger! the most likely to pull you into a tight hug when you need comfort from him. he’ll rest his chin on your head, occasionally pressing a kiss there as he rubs one of his hands up and down your back

while mike doesn’t like to talk that much, he will always have some words of reassurance for you when you need it. he could talk for hours about all the things he loves about you and how much you mean to him!

the most likely to drop work in favor of you. you’re the most important thing in his life and he’s willing to take a scolding from his higher ups if that means he can make you feel better!

will also get you a snack or drink unprovoked and 90% of the time it’s your favorite- you don’t know how he manages it but you don’t ask questions. he has his ways.

essentially a big teddy bear. just cuddle him and you’ll feel better after like 5 minutes

#attack on titan #aot #aot x reader #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan imagines #aot imagines #erwin smith #erwin smith x reader #erwin x reader #levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi ackerman x erwin smith #hange zoe #hange zoe x reader #hange x reader #mike zacharias #mike zacharias x reader #ficto.headcanons

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ack3rlady · 2 years

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Everyday, Miche “forgets” his wallet before leaving for work just so that he can run back home for a second goodbye kiss.

He peeks his head in through the door and smirks upon finding you standing right there - the little, brown leather pouch in your hand, and a knowing smile on your face; something that just never seems to get old.

He pulls you close by grabbing your hand under the pretext of taking it from you and steals a quick peck. Once he finally has what he returned for, he rushes back out to the car.

Oh, and he takes the wallet too.

A blissful routine.

#delightful crumbs #Happy birthday Miche!#miche zacharius headcanons #mike zacharius #mike zacharias #miche zacharias #miche zacharius fluff #miche zacharius x reader #mike zacharius x reader #miche x reader #aot headcanons #snk headcanons #aot imagines #snk imagines

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cloudy-leonhart · 3 years

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I JUST READ YOUR VETERANS WITH FILIPINO S/O AND IM SO PROUD WCEIWVEHHW, can i also request a veteran reaction to like, their s/o gets flirted with a guy and their s/o is totally oblivious. (also, nanaba is very cute, ate nana 😭✊)

wait but this is such a good request 🥺 maybe that’s just me, I like jealous headcanons lmao-

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AOT VETERANS JEALOUS HCS WITH OBLIVIOUS S/O!!

[author note: I have a few fic requests in my inbox rn! Please dw if u requested a fic, it takes me a little longer to write fics than headcanons so please don’t think I’m ignoring your request! I also had to rewrite this, I had a bad weekend and tumblr keeps deleting my drafts but I still want to provide for my followers, so I apologize that it’s only half of the veterans! I’ll add Nanaba and Moblit once I do get the motivation too! ]

Summary: S/O get’s flirted with, vets are big jealous babies.

Gender Neutral Reader.

Recommended Song: How Long - Charlie Puth.

TW: some swearing, suggestive themes, yucky boys hitting on you.

Theme: Fluff, canonverse.

Characters: Erwin, Hange, Levi, Miche.

Erwin Smith

Honestly even he couldn’t tell at first that the noble man (lets call him, Gene.) you were talking to was flirting with you.

You were absolutely oblivious, you think Gene is just having a conversation with you and Gene thinks you like him.

When Erwin notices it, at first he’s like “hmm, maybe Reader’s talking business with him.” And then Gene kissed the back of your hand, in which he felt his eye twitching. He started pouting really bad, he looked like a kicked puppy from across the ballroom. He didn’t want to be rude, so he kept reassuring himself that it was a friendly gesture.

You were absolutely clueless, like “this is fine.” clueless. You had no idea Gene was trying his hardest to court you. Until You felt Erwin behind you, that is.

You know those big coughs that you do to get someone’s attention. Yeah, Erwin coughed REALLY loud. Mind you, Erwin probably towers most nobles. So imagine the face on Gene when he saw this tall, titan-slaying commander towering over him. I think he almost peed his pants honestly, he was like “uh..it was nice meeting you, miss Last name, but uh..I- I uhm.. Igottago-“

Yeah he speed-walked his scared ass outta there, you were kinda just like “what?” You saw Erwin’s shadow and just turned around with the cutest smile on your face.

“Erwin!” You chirped, he softened his glare on the noble and looked at you, cue his pout coming back. “You really didn’t know?”

“Know what?” You asked, walking with him, hand in hand. You guys were walking back to your carriage to go home for the night.

“Reader, he was flirting with you, quite literally trying to court you.” Erwin groaned, his jealousy starting to show. You were still a bit confused, so you just stared at him with a blank expression.

“He was just being nice Erwin, come on.” You nudged his arm, trying to get him to loosen up, he looked at you, in which you looked at him with puppy dog eyes, in response he groaned, being a sucker for your puppy dog eyes.

He huffed, “you’re staying back at the headquarters from now on.” Your eyes widened slightly, “What?! Why?!” You shook him arm. “Because I don’t want you being flirted with, you’re mine reader, and I’m yours.” Erwin squished your cheeks together.

“Owf Cwouse I’m youws-“ you took his hands off your cheek. “You’re the only man for me,” you laughed as you entered the carriage.

“Now get in, I’m feeling a little empty inside and you’re the only who can fix that.”

Levi Ackerman

Oh dear, if you’re willing to flirt with the Levi Ackerman’s S/O, you’re basically asking for a death wish.

He usually isn’t too jealous when it comes to someone flirting with his S/O genuinely because he’s either busy doing something or he isn’t there at all but...

He’s not called Humanity’s Strongest for nothing. Both of you were in charge for training the cadets. You were known for your kind behaviour, so obviously a lot of the cadets would ask for your training.

In which Levi was okay with because, duh less work for him. He was doing fine until he glanced at you and saw a male cadet getting a little too close. (calling him, Sam.)

You guys were in a secret relationship at the time, he didn’t want anyone teasing you or him about anything so both of you kept it a secret.

See, he regrets that decision right now because it’s really a pain in the ass to see Sam acting like he doesn’t know the moves when he knows damn well he taught the brat those moves a week ago.

So with a clenched jaw, he glared at Sam as you were behind the cadet, teaching him the same move Levi taught him.

Levi looked across the field to see you behind Sam, helping him strike his punch correctly, he felt angered and a little jealous, watching you be so touchy with him.

He sighed and shook his head, trying to calm himself to keep him from doing something, that is until he watched as Sam tripped you just so he could “catch” you. He caught you in those romantic poses.

You weren’t really paying attention to what he was trying to achieve and instead thanked him, unaware of his plan to kiss you. You tried to get out of Sam’s hold, until you realized that Sam was getting close to you.

You were about to start freaking out until someone pulled you into their arms, you looked at your “saviour”’s face, seeing it’s Levi. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing to a section commander, cadet?” Sam gulped, walking back. “Just making sure captain Reader’s okay, captain Levi.” Sam saluted, sweating profusely.

“That requires you tripping them and almost kissing them?” Levi’s eyebrow raised as his arm tightened against your waist, that’s when a lightbulb lights up in your mind, ‘Is..is Levi jealous??’ “uh well-” Sam tried to explain himself, “I taught you this move last week, you have no excuse to ask for captain Reader’s help.”

A scowl was long planted on Levi’s face. Sam scoffed, “Okay, so I wanted to court captain Reader, but Sir, they’re single, you can’t blame for wanting to court them.” Levi took a step forward, you prevented him from beating Sam up.

“They’ve got a boyfriend.” He spat out, basically death staring Sam down. “And who’s that?” Sam laughed out.

Levi clicked his tongue, before you knew it, Levi’s lips were on yours. “Me.” He stated.

Hange Zöe

Hange, they usually are chill most of the times, to be honest they don’t get too jealous, it’s only when it’s painfully obvious, that’s when it starts to tick them off.

I mean, making Levi Ackerman mad is one thing, but Hange?? I’m already planning your funeral. One of the corps’ rules, never ever make Hange Zöe mad.

It does not help when their S/O absolutely is oblivious.

Hange starts off with being a little skeptical and glancing at you from afar. then it becomes a stare once in a while, and then their mood gets soiled.

they start to become irritated, at this one garrison squad member (let’s name him Avery) talking with you. You should actually be helping them with their experiments.

And they snap when they see you being offered a flower.

Little clueless Reader, just confirmed Avery’s death, it’s been signed this point on.

You could hear AND feel Hange’s stomps nearing both you and Avery.

God help the poor garrison member, because they’re about to be sent to heaven with how jealous and irritated Hange is.

“Hey, Avery.” Hange’s voice cut through your guys’ conversation, “Hange!” you chirped, holding onto the flower Avery had gifted you. “Hange! You’ve met Reader here right?” Avery asked, also unaware of Hange’s attitude.

“yes, they’re actually my partner.” Hange’s teeth was gritted as they took their rightful place beside you, pulling you close. Cue the awkward silence, “Oh my god, Hange I’m so sorry, I thought they were you know-” Hange didn’t even let him finish.

“Just get the fuck out, Avery.” Hange gave him a glare that almost made Avery shit his pants. “Yes captain!” He saluted and left before Hange could murder him. “What was that about, Hange?” You asked as they took the flower out of your hand.

“He was courting you, and you were letting him, darling.” Hange stated, as you covered your mouth with your hand, “Oh! I’m sorry Hange! Darn it, I’m so oblivious.” You scolded yourself.

“It’s good you can still remember that you belong to me.” Hange continued, inspecting the flower gifted to you. “Of course, you only, Hange.” You agreed, looking at them.

“Wanna prove it to me then, Reader?”

Miche Zacharias

Miche is kind of like a grizzly bear, you should never be around him when he’s mad or jealous.

He tends to be more aggressive when it comes to him being irritated, I don’t mean to headcanon him as a wolf, but I know he just growls when a little thing goes wrong.

He’s possessive over you now, but now he’s basically just suffocating you with his over-protectiveness.

I feel as if he can tell when someone has some kind of weird scent, and it basically spoils everything he can smell.

He tends to hover around you once he gets jealous, he’ll get clingy and probably need to have you touching him somehow, holding hands, side by side. He just needs to be touching you.

He’s the type of person to also just, push away who ever you’re talking with, and just drag you away.

One time, you and him went on a date and the person who worked there hit on you right in front of him, Miche made him almost piss his pants.

Miche and you were out at an event for survery corps members, celebrating your recent successes with your latest expedition. Miche was with Erwin and Levi while you chatted up a storm with a noble named Walter.

Miche could feel himself about to break his glass, watching you and Walter laugh together. “So, are you seeing anyone?” Walter asked, you stopped laughing, shocked that he’d ask you that question out of nowhere.

“What?-” At this point Walter had a hold of both of your hands, you were absolutely still in place, “Actually don’t mind that, can I court you?” A big smile was on Walter’s face, wondering about your answer. “I-”

“You actually can’t, they have a boyfriend.” Miche had long appeared behind you, towering over both you and Walter. You closed your eyes, in a bit of relief, “Yes, this is Miche, he’s a section commander and my boyfriend.” You smiled, hooking your hand with Miche’s, silently hoping that Walter would leave you both alone.

“Ah, I’m terribly sorry, I thought you didn’t have a partner, that’s my fault.” Walter quickly apologized, seeing how intimidating Miche was. “well, I-..I should go, it was lovey meeting you and your boyfriend, Reader.” Walter speed-walked his way out of his situation, leaving you with a pouty and jealous Miche.

“Why talk to those who look like they have it tiny, Reader?”

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this-is-krikkit · 4 months

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Hey Sunshine 💕

You can't imagine how sorry I am that you lost all these gems you wrote 😭 Fate as deprived us of so many amazing Levihan fics & kisses 🥺 I really hope there's a way to get them back 🤞🍀

Seeing the last prompt list you reblogged (soft fic) I couldn't resist requesting 26 Pyjamas for Levihan or Erurihan because of the headcanons we talked about the other day based on this beautiful fanart 😉

I hope writing something new will cheer you up a bit!

Sending love & hugs 💕🫂

hey Val ♥️ as you know, i did get my wips back!! your good luck wishes seem to have worked haha

thank you for sending me one of these soft prompts. inspiration took a while to come for this one, but then i stumbled upon this post:

and i knew i had your fic. hope you enjoy! ♥️

The Momentum Principle (read on ao3)

Words: 2566 Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Levi Ackerman & Hange Zoë, Levi Ackerman/Hange Zoë, Levi Ackerman & Nanaba & Erwin Smith & Mike Zacharias & Hange Zoë Characters: Hange Zoë, Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Mike Zacharias, Nanaba (Shingeki no Kyojin) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Best Friends, Unrequited Crush, Canon Non-Binary Character, They/Them Pronouns for Hange Zoë, SNK Veterans - Freeform, and they were ROOMMATES, (oh my god they were roommates), no beta we die like that vine ref SIKE IT'LL NEVER DIE, pretentious titling because that's how i roll

Summary: Studies show that staying awake for over twenty-four hours has similar effects on the human brain as having a bloodstream concentration of alcohol way over legal limits. Biology major Hange Zoë is aware of that fact. Sadly, they’re also aware that there are finals to pass, and not enough hours in a day to study for them.

Hange frowned at the page before their eyes and clicked the table lamp off and back on, ignoring the annoyed stares the repeated and ineffective gesture got them from the students around –served them all right anyway, they mused, when they’d all been regularly stealing Hange glances they didn’t even bother to try and make discreet all morning. But something other than being ogled at like a circus freak was making it hard to decipher the words in front of them, though they couldn’t put their finger on what exactly. The world around them had been seeming especially bleak lately and even more so today, which wasn’t unusual during the intense studying marathons they famously put themself through with finals drawing near, but they couldn’t recall a time where it had actually impacted their already damaged eyesight; and the persistent, pulsing ache tracing along their temples sure wasn’t helping.

The most rational part of their brain offered stress and weariness as culprits, and Hange had to admit they couldn’t easily dismiss either of those. The cramming schedule they’d been imposing on themself may have gotten a little out of hand in the last couple of weeks, so much so Hange couldn’t even remember the last time they’d set foot in the living room to share homemade dinners or play board games with their four roommates like they usually would during cold winter evenings. They hadn’t even partook in early morning idle chitchat or occasional evening drinks on their way home from the campus library, not when they’d been consistently arriving right on opening time –they’d been pulling all nighters more often than not, anyway, and felt too restless to stay home and wait for the others to get ready– and had become the last student to leave it at night.

Hange closed their eyes for a minute as they let their head fall forward, rolling their neck and shoulders and relishing in the satisfying crack their muscles and tendons sighed out at the stretch. If only their brain could gain knowledge through osmosis via that simple contact between their forehead and over-highlighted textbook; if information were to be solutes, then, considering how little they’d efficiently memorized lately, it would flow right inside their lowly concentrated head without a doubt. They smiled at that absurd reflection, giddy with the realization that hey, they’d apparently managed to remember some things from those hellish Introduction to Fluid Mechanics lectures.

That unexpected sense of comfort was short lived, however, when they were hit with a wave of the increasingly familiar nausea their self inflicted sleep deprivation never failed to bring. Hange opened their eyes to fight the dizziness and took deep breathes in and out, silently counting up the right inhale to exhale ratio –simultaneously urging their body to hold up for a little while longer.

Two weeks, they pleaded. Just two more weeks and I can take a break.

Seven long sleepless days and nights of tensed cramming, followed by a week of nerve-wracking and hopefully mostly accurate square ticking in reply to more often than not purposefully confusingly phrased questions, and then they’d be free to hang out with their friends and be a, well, not exactly normal, but close to normal young adult again.

But the thought saddened more than it motivated them, and they had to consciously stop themself from looking around to see if they could spot any of the three blondes they’d come to think of as family. Erwin, Nanaba and Mike all had similar exams to take soon and the spacious library had filled in by whatever time it was now, so they would no doubt be within these four walls. Sundays usually involved morning revising, followed by strictlynon-academic plans everyone would have previously agreed onfor their common weekly afternoon off.

Hange winced at the pang of loneliness they felt when they realized they actually had no idea what their closest friends would be up to later. It only got worse when they remembered that Levi, who they’d been trying not to focus any thoughts on as those were proving more and more distracting these past few months, hadn’t tried to coax them into coming along this weekend like he’d done since they’d started studying more intensely. Hange had noticed Erwin’s surprised glances and Mike and Nanaba’s barely disguised teasing laughs when he’d started doing it, and they couldn’t really blame any of them –after all, that initiative from Levi had been a drastic switch from their previously established social roles.

Lost in memories of Levi’s techniques to get them to go out, which had mostly consisted of an association of almost threats and intense glaring until they would caved –which they hadn’t, amazingly– it took them a minute to notice the hand upon their right shoulder.

“Get up,” a familiar voice whispered up close, startling them.

Shit. Think of the devil.

Levi had also been pestering them about taking an actual break, on top of the Sunday festivities they’d been avoiding, but up until now their shared roommates had acted as enough of a buffer that Hange had been able to pretend they hadn’t noticed his nagging messages in the groupchat or pointed stares near the laundry machine.

“I’m fine right here,” they said cheerfully, pretending to focus on their textbook again and turning the page they’d been staring for a while without managing to actually read a word of it.

They weren’t sure they could get up, really, not without betraying their exhausted state to their closest friend and having to admit just how shitty they’d been at taking care of themself lately.

They swallowed back a shocked yelp as hands seized them up and pulled them to their feet anyway, and they caught themself on the table at the last moment to prevent the inevitable fall that would await them if they really were to put all their weight on their knees right now.

“What are you doing?” they asked through gritted teeth, unable to glare back at him as the head rush made dark spots dance in front of their eyes. “Let me go, I need to study.”

Levi wordlessly –and annoyingly easily– tore them away from their spot, half carrying them until they were both standing in front of one of the nearby arch windows. Hange muffled their protesting squeals out of some remnant of respect for the nosy judgmental students around, even though they knew Levi’s powerful glaring would probably prevent any of them from protesting at the noise of their struggling in the otherwise religiously quiet space.

And then they looked up and caught sight of their reflection.

And shamefully realized they could have given their curious peers the benefit of the doubt and hypothesized there might have been a valid reason behind all the curious looks they’d been getting all morning.

Hange was wearing their long sleeved purple octopus pajama top, the buttons ridiculously mismatched, with unmatched green cat-patterned pajamas bottoms –that they realized with a quiet gasp were probably Levi’s and not theirs, now that they were noticing the pants ended well above their ankles. There wasn’t one but two hair ties failing to hold their greasy matted hair up and away from their face, and their goggle-shaped sunglasses were hanging crooked on their nose with the rubber band twisted on both their temples –which finally explained part of their lingering headache, and why it was so challenging to read.

“What you need is to go home, Four Eyes.”

Tears sprung to their eyes before they could stop them, and for a minute they only stared at their shiny mirror image in quiet puzzlement. These weren’t tears of shame even if, as used as they were to being unconventional and to other people’s reaction to their self expression, this accidental pajama-in-public incident was definitely an all time new low for them. Exhaustion could have played a role, and the dark circles under their eyes as well as their paler than ever complexion easily spelled it out for them.

But mostly, Hange felt guilty. Levi had tried to mask it, but his voice had wavered over his own nickname for them, like he felt pained at seeing them in this state, and he couldn’t quite meet their eyes when that was his main tool to get anyone to comply to his requests.

“I don’t think I can,” they replied honestly.

His now openly worried gaze finally met theirs in the glass in front of them and he frowned, opening his mouth to object.

But Hange shook their head slowly in defeat.

They weren’t arguing with him, they were simply stating a truth.

They knew they must have taken the bus to get here, but they honestly couldn’t remember any part of the journey –hell, they couldn’t even remember putting shoes on, although they were glad they’d thought of that at least. They didn’t think they had a key to the apartment on them, as they usually resided in the deep pocket of the wool coat they’d forgotten to put on even before going out in this freezing winter weather. And practical issues asides, they didn’t actually trust themself to actually make it home in one piece right now, not even in the middle of a bright busy morning in the city and to their place that really wasn’t that far off campus.

Levi narrowed his eyes at them before nodding once, sharp.

“Wait outside. I’ll meet you in five.”

But Hange stood there, equally confused and chagrined at his statement. Was he going to go home with them? No, that wouldn’t do.

Levi had his own finals to study for, Hange couldn’t impose on him like that because they’d been stupid enough to push themself past their limit. They would simply have to endure a couple more hours of trying not to pass out at their seat until noon came around and all of their roommates went home anyway, to tag along without disrupting anyone’s schedule in the process.

Levi’s hands squeezed at their shoulders firmly, and his stare hardened in the window as if he could hear them reaching that conclusion.

Then he let go but didn’t move too far, seemingly unsure if Hange could actually stand by themself.

They rolled their eyes fondly, and –precociously– turned around, sporting what they hoped looked like a gentle smile and not a maniac grin –Levi’s expression remained stubbornly set, so they couldn’t tell either way– before moving carefully towards the door. They tried their hardest not to stumble on the way, and coughed to mask their giggling when they failed and almost tripped on their own feet.

Levi met them at the back exit of the building with their backpack and his own stuff shortly, and Hange didn’t bother trying to hide that they’d nearly fallen asleep on the stairs in the few minutes they’d been apart.

He frowned as they yawned without putting their hands to their mouth, but uncharacteristically didn’t comment on it as he grabbed their elbow to direct them towards an unknown car a few feet away.

They dug their heels in the sidewalk when they realized he’d ordered a paying ride for them.

“Wait, Levi, there’s no need for that. The bus–

“Won’t be here for another twenty minutes,” he interrupted. “You’re not passing out in the streets again, not under my watch.”

They recognized his clipped tone as the one that didn’t suffer any kind of discussion, even as he mentioned that party a month ago. Hange sighed inwardly, but followed his steps –they were way too tired to fight him anymore.

“What, like you’d get worried?” they still teased –they were exhausted, not dead. No way in hell would they miss an occasion to needle their favorite neat freak.

Levi snorted, and had Hange been less asleep on their feet, they’d have felt proud that they’d managed to get that sound out of him.

“I’d worry about my back, for one. I don’t want to know what carrying your unconscious ass home twice would do to it.”

“Hey, not fair!” They whined in protest, missing their target completely when they tried to playfully slap his arm. “I was at least ten pounds heavier then! And besides, Mike did most of the carrying, didn’t he?”

Hange couldn’t remember much from that night, but the rumor –in the form of Erwin and Nanaba’s recollection of the evening as they’d told it to them the following day, anyway– had Levi so worried about them passing out drunk he’d been too restlessly anxious to carry them himself, and had instead covered them in all of their friends’ coats, shoving their unconscious body in Mike’s strong arms, and then proceeding to walk beside him to closely monitor their breathing and that they wouldn’t choke on their own tongue or surprise vomit.

Hange only recalled waking up propped against multiple pillows with a pounding head and a grumpy –well, grumpier than usual– and sleep-deprived Levi who had shoved a glass of water in their shaky hand and scolded them about their alcohol consumption for the next half hour or so. It had then taken them drinking and keeping down a whole liter of diverse hydrating fluids before he’d finally left them alone to go and nurse his own hangover, and it was only after he’d left that Hange had noticed the newfound tidiness of their room and how the purple fatboy that would normally lay forgotten in a corner of the room –and under a pile of questioningly clean clothes and textbooks– had been pushed right next to their bed with a possibly Levi-shaped indentation in it.

Levi didn’t answer their rhetorical question, instead stopping in his tracks and giving them a clinical once over.

“What?” they prompted, barely resisting the urge to cross their arms to hide themself from his examination.

“Nothing,” he replied quickly, averting his eyes and opening the car door for them.

He muttered something under his breath still, and Hange’s ears caught a few words that sounded suspiciously like end up disappearing if you keep this up.

He greeted the driver and confirmed his identity as Hange plopped down with a relieved groan, and didn’t miss the concerned look Levi shot them as he sat next to them. His hand slid down from where it was still gripping their elbow to rest gently on their forearm as the car started, and they could swear he gave it a small, awkward but infinitely soft couple of comforting pats.

Hange boldly took advantage of this atypically lengthy physical contact, and moved so they could slide their hands together almost nonchalantly –almost, because they nearly faltered when Levi’s neck snapped to stare at their fingers in awe.

Hange smiled as naturally as they could to try and ease the shock from his features.

“I’ll pay you back for the ride,” they promised, squeezing his hand once.

They let him go after that. It wouldn’t do for their most introverted friend who was making sure they were getting safely home to get a brain aneurysm from their unexpected and possibly unwanted touches, after all.

“Tch. You better,” he grunted, moving his hand back to his lap immediately.

They couldn’t help but smile again when they took note that his tone wasn’t nearly as biting as they knew it could be.

#levihan fanfiction #levihan #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #aot fanfiction #snk fanfiction #aot #hange zoë #snk #levi ackerman #snk veterans #my stuff #asks #mutuals #mutuals asks #youre ackermine #don't steal the stupid divider i made it mmkay pls and thx #this will probs have a 2nd chapter bc i'm.. in love with them.#a title that's NOT lyrics!!!! omg who even am i??

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killerbananas · 2 years

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Here Comes the Sun

The vets as Golden Girls. Rest in peace, Betty White. May all the souls you saved with your love find you in happiness.

Minors, blank blogs, etc. can interact with this post, but this is my only SFW writing on my blog. Interacting further will get you blocked. Thank you for your support. 💙

Hange - Rose

Both are very loving and misunderstood. Hange comes off as eccentric and odd at times, but they've got some big brains under there! Both have the guts to follow through too. Lest we not forget Rose's bravery in the Vase incident. She was willing to pop a fuckin cap in an intruder to save her and her best buds! It might've only been Blanche and Lester, but sentiment stands!

Levi - Sophia

There's a common feisty will to live here you cannot deny. She burned down Shady Pines. She holds nothing back when she needs to tell you like it is. And her dry comedic wit! Not to mention the height similarities.

Erwin - Dorothy

He is ultimately the big papa bear of groups and so is Dorothy. She may have a prickly exterior, but we all know Caterpillars is intimidating too. Ultimately, these babes care for their own and are highly goal-oriented. I'm sure there's some love tale similarities too.

Miche - Blanche

I've heard some things about Miche and womanizing a little bit. Dunno if it's just broads heartbroken telling tales, but let's also not forget that Miche is a resilient character much like Blanche. She's survived a lot of shit in her life (her family was a bit nuts too) and she's still got this unshakeable confidence I find quite enviable. We should all be able to mix a margarita in a sailor's mouth.

AN: This is an old work of mine previously posted on tumblr.

Taglist: @antoxsmith @bakidose @butwestillrememberyourname @casuallyck @chaotic-nick @eyesucket @pockcock @theinariakuma

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radiohand · 3 years

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AOT as partners

Warnings: Fluff

Characters: Miche, Erwin, Levi, Hange

Miche

He would 100% be the type of boyfriend to wake up holding you with a big smile on his face.

He would giggle and bury his face against your hair.

When he has to leave for missions, he will always promise you that he will come back even if he knows that there is a chance he won’t. He just wants to see you smile.

Do you love back hugs?? Then this tall boi is your guy. He is so tall and broad that your body just is hidden against his.

3 am talks are a regular for you guys.

Will cook you breakfast in bed when you have had a hard week

Erwin

Did you ask for the perfect boyfriend? Erwin is THE MAN

He can tell when you are stressed. He will make a warm bath for you to just sit in while he holds your hand, listening to you talk about your stress and worries.

He will buy you flowers before he returns home from a mission.

Hug him in your sleep and he will MELT

When he gets injured and you clean him up, he calls you his little nurse.

One time you combed your hair like his and he broke out in laughter and pulled you into his arms. He kissed your head and held you for so long.

Forehead kisses all the time

Levi

He cares so much about you

It is cannon this boy stutters and blushes when he likes someone so you will know right away he has a crush on you

He shows his love for you by making sure you never see his weaknesses.

Later on in the relationship, he will become more open and loving. I promise. Just give the man a chance.

Holds your hands a lot cause he doesn’t want to see you leave

He will lay his head against your back when he gets stressed.

He will treat you like a prince/princess/god

Never lets Kenny near you. No matter what

He keeps you such a secret that not even the Levi Squad knew about you.

But once they met you, they loved you so much. They are your bodyguards when Levi is busy due to Levi’s request

Hange

Dear god the love this scientist holds for you

Will always show you dorky things they find

Basically a bird?

Like they will bring you rocks, pine cones, leaves, ANYTHING

When hugging they will rock you from side to side.

Puts their glasses on you from time to time

Whenever the scouts come back from a mission and Hange sees you in the crowd, Moblit physically has to restrain them so they don’t knock everything and everyone over just to get to you.

Poor Moblit. He has to stop Hange from buying gifts for you, stop Hange from taking you to the Titan labs, basically everything.

Definitely names Titans after you

#hange zoe #aot imagines #aot headcanons #erwin headcanons #mike zacharias #miche zacharias #shingeki no kyoujin levi #levi x reader #levi headcanons

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nerdynuala · 3 years

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So I saw this (sorry, don't know whom to credit for this prompt cause I found it on Pinterest and you know sometimes it really makes it difficult for crediting):

And thought "my, my, if these aren't my two snk otps...". And of course, I had to draw it instead of sleeping.

Levi, she still loves you even if you are a grumpy asshole <3

#levihan #mikenana #levi x hange #levi x hanji #mike zacharias #nanaba #snk #snk veterans #snk vets #my otps #snk otps #imagine your otp #don't know whom to credit for the prompt #sorry #pinterest please do work on crediting #levi is a grumpy shorty

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axoxtxhxh · 3 years

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You Saved Me - Chapter 2

Summary: Reader and Miche spend the night in the cabin and hope to make it back to headquarters the next day.

MichexFem!Reader

Warning: Other than making the reader say ridiculous things like I normally do, I don’t think there’s anything worth warning

Word count: ~4,100

Y/N stood in the bathroom with the door closed, laughing to herself. The look on Miche’s face was priceless. He refused the cup for a good five minutes, pretending he didn’t have to relieve himself until Y/N told him that she would wait in the bathroom while he did it.

“Are you almost done?” She called through the door.

“Stop asking me!” He yelled back, “You’re putting too much pressure on me.”

She put her hand over her mouth to hide her laugh. She could hear what was happening and heard him unbuckle his pants a couple minutes ago, but still nothing. Maybe he needs a little help. She dipped her hands in the water that was in the sink and started making droplet sounds loud enough for him to hear. Within seconds she heard him groan, finally calm enough to let himself go. It took him a couple minutes, but then he called to her.

“You can come out now,” he invited. She opened the door and walked over. He held the cup up to her with his head down and she took it.

“Is it alright if I drink this?” She pretended, hoping to get a reaction out of him. His head flew up looking horrified, eyes wide.

“What the f—no!?” He shouted and she bent over, shoulders shaking as she laughed hysterically almost spilling his urine. “I hate you so much.” He said smiling at her.

“This is what you get for sniffing me all the time.” She walked to the bathroom, still laughing when she dumped the cup into the toilet and washed her hands, coming back to the room and sitting on the edge of the bed. He hit her with the pillow teasingly.

“Are you going to sleep?” He asked her after a couple minutes of silence. She was looking at the fire.

“Eventually.”

“You should sleep. You did a lot today.” He reached over and pulled on her shirt. “And we still have a trip tomorrow. Of which, you will be doing most of the work.”

She turned around to look at him. She looked tired, she was tired. If not only for the amount of activity they had today, but for the amount of worrying she did over him. While she loved all the captains, cadets and people in the survey, she had a soft spot for Miche. He was the first person to help her out when she became a captain and always gave her encouragement when she felt like she wasn’t doing enough.

She was trying not to think about it, but thoughts of the possibility of what could have happened kept creeping in her mind. He held his arms open to her and she laughed.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” She laid back in the bed, getting under the covers and resting her head on his shoulder with his arm around her back. “You know what I was thinking of?”

“What?” His voice sent deep vibrations through his chest that she felt on her cheek.

“Do you remember that expedition we had like four years ago? That supply mission we had to do when we were setting up a base in that forest of giant trees.”

“Yeah, what was that? The treehouse bases thing?” He pulled his arm up to rest on her waist and reflexively rubbed his thumb against her skin, neither of them really taking notice.

“Yes! That one!” She confirmed. “I never told anyone, but when I was sent with Levi and a couple cadets to scout the western side of that forest, Levi told me stay on my horse and he would scout from the trees.” He watched her as she spoke with her hands.

“I remember him saying that.”

“Yeah, so it was maybe like fifteen seconds into that and I heard a snap and Levi’s voice yelling ‘shit’ so I looked up and saw him tangled in a tree with a huge red mark on his face from hitting a branch.”

Y/N looked up at Miche’s face as the low reverberation in his chest from his laugh shook his body. He had such a warm laugh that it had her laughing with him before she was even able to finish her story.

“I just remember his legs kicking frantically trying to get himself loose.” Y/N imitated Levi’s legs kicking with her fingers and they both were laughing hysterically.

Miche let out a snort and they laughed even harder, barely able to breathe. He was covering his forehead with his hand and Y/N was burying her face in his chest, both of them not even able to open their eyes as they laughed.

“Eventually he got himself loose. I just pretended not to see it.” Y/N wiped her tears from laughing.

“God, I wish I got to see that.” Miche was also wiping the tears from his cheeks.

“My first year as a captain.” She sighed. “It definitely helped me get over feeling like a phony.”

“You didn’t think you were a good captain?”

“Not really.” She confessed. “I mean, I was coming in after you, Levi and Hange. How was I supposed to feel?”

“I don’t know, but I was pretty intimidated.” He looked up at the ceiling. “We all knew of you. You moved up through the ranks so quickly.”

“It wasn’t that quick.”

“You’re too critical of yourself.” He glanced at her, lifting his eyebrow. “My whole life, all I knew was the scouts and it still took me ten years to become a captain and I was really proud of that. You started late after a whole different career and made it in seven.”

“Either way,” She looked up at the ceiling. “My motivation wasn’t to make captain, it was to save people and… I’m not being too critical when I say that I’ve failed at that.”

“You are.” He studied her face. Her mouth was set in a hard line, eyes focused on the ceiling, but her mind was somewhere else. “You saved me.” He spoke quietly, his voice so soft the reminder almost came out as a question.

She turned her head to face him, realizing how close their faces were, their noses nearly touching. She opened her mouth with a silent gasp of surprise. Her heart sped up as their breaths mixed in the small space between them.

“I guess you’re right.” She smiled, moving her face back. “You just better be alive when I wake up.”

“I’m not that easy to get rid of.” He smiled and she moved her head down to nestle into his shoulder.

He looked at the top of her head, leaning in to smell her hair, but stopped himself, remembering the comment she made earlier and pulled his head back, resting it on the pillow.

“Y/N?”

“Hmm?” She hummed sleepily.

“Does it bother you that much if I sniff you?” He wondered.

“Not so much bother me.” She lifted her head to look at him. “Just sometimes I feel like I smell bad. It makes me a little insecure.” His eyebrows moved together and he smiled.

“You never smell bad,” he comforted, trying to restore her confidence. “At least not to me.”

“Oh.” She mouthed, eyes moving around as she thought about it.

“You have a certain smell.” He sighed, looking up at the ceiling as he tried to explain. “There’s something in the way you smell to me that smells… smells really familiar. It can be quite calming actually.”

“We use the same shampoo, Miche.” She rolled her eyes. “You’re the one who gave me the bottle.”

“It’s not like that. And I gave you that bottle because your other shampoo smelled like shit.” He chuckled. “It was ruining your natural scent.”

He readjusted his body, pulling her in a little closer. The top of her head was resting just under his jaw, while her hips and waist were flush against his side. She curled her arms in front of her and rested them on his chest.

“It’s like a smell you naturally have, under all the other artificial fragrances you add. Your natural, biological, unaffected, pure scent. That’s what smells familiar to me… And I lied. It’s extremely calming to me. That’s the reason I do it so much.”

She leaned her head back peering at him while she thought about it. He stared at her, his bangs in his eyes how they always were with a small smile on his lips. It calms him. That explains why he was doing it so much more today.

“Okay then.” She held her hand up to him. “I guess I don’t mind it.”

He didn’t move. He held his smile, looking at her hand before he reached up to hold it, her hands much colder and softer than his own.

He finally looked at her. His smile slowly grew mischievously. She narrowed her eyes at him as she worried what he was thinking. He quickly moved her hand behind her back and pulled her up to him with his other arm and buried himself in her neck, sniffing everything which had Y/N laughing and squirming.

“Miche! It tickles! Your beard!” She wiggled, trying to get away from the tickling sensation of his beard on her neck.

“Sorry.” He laughed, adjusting his face so his chin wasn’t touching her while he moved forward to take deep inhales of her, breathing in as much of her as he could.

His nose was tickling her ears and jaw while his lips grazed her neck. Y/N’s body responded in a way she wasn’t prepared for. Her heart started beating quickly, pounding in her chest while her breathing became shallow and quick. She could feel her cheeks turning pink and a spark of electricity soared through her body, settling in her stomach. Her hand, now released from his, instinctively went to his waist and up his back, pulling him deeper into her neck, her body wishing for more of his touch.

He felt her pull him in and his breath caught, freezing him in place. His heart was racing when he closed his eyes. He was no longer able to focus on smelling her. Instead all he could think about was his nose in her hair and his lips brushing against her neck. Her soft neck. His hand moved to her hip, squeezing lightly as he tried to steady his breathing. He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to slowly pull back.

“S… Sorry.” He apologized again, a tint of pink sitting on his cheeks as well. She smiled awkwardly and laid her head back down on the pillow. Miche’s arms resting on the bed now. They both laid there quietly until they fell asleep.

…..

Fortunately, the rest of the ride back to headquarters was as uneventful as they were hoping. The route was clear of titans and the weather was sunny. A small trace of awkwardness was left between them from the night before, but Y/N continued telling herself it was all in her head. It didn’t help that she woke up to Miche rubbing her head and playing with her hair. She had opened her eyes to find him doing it while he slept. Had he been awake, she could have attributed it to him being as affectionate as he always was with her, but seeing his eyes still closed and small snores coming from him made the action feel slightly more intimate.

She felt his arms tighten a little around her as the terrain got a little bumpier, his head still resting against her shoulder. They crossed over some small creeks and hills, still a third of the trip left to go. He was managing really well. He had woken up twice in the night yelling and sweating, nightmares of his encounter with the beast titan.

“How are you feeling?” She called back to him. He turned to face her, his head still resting on her shoulder.

“As good as I can be.” He closed his eyes and smiled a little.

“Is your leg okay?”

“Better than yesterday.” He looked down at it, the movement bothering him a little, but not like the pain from the day before.

She hoped beyond hope that they wouldn’t encounter any titans. If not for the difficulty of how she will get away, but for Miche’s mental safety. She honestly wasn’t sure what would happen right now if he saw one.

They managed to arrive at headquarters in late afternoon. Her horse definitely deserved some sort of reward for the trip it just made. She settled the horse next to the front, getting Miche on her back as they made their way to the sick bay.

“Gosh, your parents must be proud.” She said, grunting as she pushed her way through the mess hall to get to the sickbay.

“Why do you say that?”

“Giving birth to a titan of a son.” She pushed through the doorway and Miche laughed.

“I told you I would walk!”

“I told you I’m not letting that happen. Dr. Otto?” She called, opening the doors. “Dr. Otto?”

A smaller older man walked into the room as Y/N set Miche on one of the exam tables. She turned to look at the doctor and Miche grabbed her hand, keeping her close to him.

“What’s happened?” He asked, walking over and pushing his circular glasses farther up his nose.

“He was caught by a titan.” She spoke quickly and Miche watched them discuss and fill in notes on a piece of paper. “From what I could see, his left leg has a dislocated ankle and tibial spiral fracture. I’m not sure about his right leg, but based on the swelling and bruising, I think it’s a stress fracture of one of his calf bones. I put a splint on him yesterday afternoon after realigning his ankle and leg. Please check that. As well as stitched the lacerations in both of his legs.” She bit her thumbnail waiting for him to answer.

“We will need to check for any other injuries that he may not be feeling yet.” The doctor wrote some more notes.

“I haven’t checked the rest of his body for any other possible injuries yet.”

“We’ll start there.” He said, taking more notes. Y/N nodded, turning to Miche.

“Can you sit up so I can take your shirt off?” She asked just now noticing him holding her hand and she raised an eyebrow at him, smiling.

“What?” He sat up. “I got nervous.”

She pulled his shirt up and over his head, setting it to the side. Miche started to lean back down, but she held him in place, lifting his arms, checking for any bruising, and pressing various areas on his torso.

“Doctor, may I borrow this?” She held up a stethoscope. He nodded and she put it on, checking Miche’s breathing. “Everything is normal. There’s a bit of bruising around the ribs, but it’s nothing too deep.”

The doctor continued writing notes, looking over his glasses to check the work Y/N was doing. He noticed Miche holding Y/N’s hand and looked from one to the other, smiling then going back to his notes.

“Y/N.” The doctor looked at her and she stood up straight. “I have some iodine in the cabinet in my office, can you bring some along with some soapy water and a rag. We need to be careful of any dirt that may cause an infection on any of these cuts. I will also need some gauze.”

“Yes, sir.” He reluctantly let go of her as she ran to the other room.

“You were fortunate to have had someone with such an eclectic knowledge of medicine with you.” Dr. Otto smiled at Miche over his glasses. “Based on your injuries, it’s really unlikely you would have survived had she not been able to slow the bleeding.”

Miche was about to speak, but smiled instead. The doctor leaned forward, checking Y/N’s stitching and moved to see the bruising on his right leg. He had Miche lie down and checked his ribs while he continued talking.

“She’s a gifted captain, yes,” Dr. Otto sat Miche back up, checking his back. “But she has a talent for medicine that can’t be denied. She is even better than me when I was her age.”

The doctor laughed and Miche smiled lightly at him as he tried not to grimace. There was definitely a gentleness to Y/N’s touch that Dr. Otto didn’t have.

“Sometimes she loses sight of the things she really wants because she’s so focused on everyone else.” The doctor went back to his paper and took notes. “I’ll leave it to you to remind her every once in a while.”

“Me?” Miche laughed shyly, wondering what the doctor meant by that.

Y/N walked in with the all of the items the doctor requested and a few additional ones and set them on the side table. The doctor walked to the sink and began washing his hands while Y/N went to the cabinet near the door and pulled out a wooden brace, setting it near Miche.

While the doctor was gone, Y/N started by cutting the splint she made off of his leg, tossing it in the trash. Then moved up to his belt, looking at him.

“I’m going to take what’s left of your pants off.” She started unbuckling and he nodded, laying down. He moved to help her, lifting up to inch them past his butt, but Y/N objected. “Don’t move your legs. I can get this.” She shimmied them off, being careful not to brush them against his stitches.

The doctor made his way back over and looked at Y/N’s work. Y/N backed up to Miche’s side and this time he wrapped his arm around her hip, holding her right next to him while his other hand held hers. The doctor was checking the stitches from his thigh to his calf. He smiled looking up at her over his glasses, chuckling.

“This is a very good job Captain.” He smiled at her. “You haven’t studied in over ten years, but I can see that you haven’t forgotten.” “Well I did have the best teacher.” She smiled shyly. Miche looked from the doctor to Y/N.

“That you did.” He laughed as he applied the iodine. “Do you think you can remember how to wrap the leg and apply the splint? I imagine I will need to get more supplies if the others might be returning in a similar condition.”

“Have the commander and others left yet or are they still here?” Y/N asked as the doctor took off his lab coat to put on his outdoor coat.

“They received word from a messenger and left about two hours ago.” He put on his hat and left. Y/N turned back to Miche’s leg and he sat up to watch.

“I guess I’m finishing up.” She smiled at him and grabbed the gauze, slowly wrapping his leg, careful not to move it more than needed.

“Why would you have ever quit studying medicine?” Miche asked, his eyes wide as a small smile grew.

“What do you mean?” She looked up from her work. “I told you, I was just tired of not being able to save everyone.”

“I know you want to save people.” He shook his head. “But in the time I’ve known you, I’ve never seen you as happy or as comfortable… or as focused as you were just now.”

“Really?” She smiled then bit her bottom lip. “I do really enjoy medicine, but I don’t know. It got difficult to see after a while.” She shrugged and finished up the gauze strip, snipping the end and tucking it in then moving on to adding the splint.

“So, when you told me you worked with a military doctor, were you referring to…” Miche nudged his head in the direction Dr. Otto left.

“Working with Dr. Otto?” She nodded. “His wife was a childhood friend of my dad’s. I’ve known him since I was a baby.” She got up, taking the bowl of soapy water to the sink, dumping it and refilling it then walking back over.

“What’s that for?” He wondered.

“Your bath.” She stated in an obvious tone. “I wanted to make sure the water was warm still.”

“I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but I’m not exactly small.” He joked. “I won’t fit in that.”

“Really?” She asked sarcastically. “You not petite? I had no idea.” She grabbed the sponge and soaked it with the soapy water, bringing it to his face and wiping away the dirt from the day before. She grabbed the dry towel she brought and dried his face afterwards. “Lay down.”

He followed and she continued cleaning his arms and chest.

“Do you think you’ll go back to it?” He asked her, his hand moving back to her hip. She smiled a little thinking about his question.

“I hope so.” She leaned forward to reach for his opposite arm. She squeezed the sponge a little too hard and water dripped down his bicep. She watched as the droplet ran over his muscles and down to his shoulder, her face getting hot.

Normally when she was doing things like this, washing, stitching, wrapping bodies, she never looked at the patients as people, only as parts. Similar to an artist drawing the human body, she was focusing so hard on her job that she didn’t realize a lot of the patients were naked or nearly naked. Not to mention she has seen Miche nearly naked a dozen times, she’s even accidentally walked in on him bathing. So, why now was it so different?

It may have been partly due to that fact that since leaning forward, the hand that Miche placed on her hip slipped down past her butt and now gently rested on the back of her thigh. She was desperately trying to ignore it, but it wasn’t helping that he was rubbing his thumb just under the crease of her butt.

“I hope you get that chance.” He smiled, not realizing the trouble his hand was causing her. She took a deep breath, standing back up. She went to the sink to replace the dirty water with clean water, using this time to focus herself again with a couple deep breaths.

Miche watched her from the exam table. Her hands started shaking when she was washing him. He could smell her nervous sweat all the way from the sink. He so desperately wanted to touch her, to grab her and hold her against him, to feel her heartbeat against his. He took a deep breath and rubbed his face.

“Can you lift your head a bit?” She was back with another bowl that she set next to his head.

“Are you going to wash my hair?” He questioned.

“You aren’t going to be getting into a bath anytime soon.” She smiled. “Consider this a service.”

He lifted his head up and she moved the bowl under it, pouring water on top of his hair then quickly shampooing before rinsing it off and trying to drain as much as she could out. Miche sat up, grabbing the towel she left him.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen your forehead.” She teased. He laughed.

“Is it everything you dreamed it would be?” “Very much.” She laughed and he dried his hair with his towel, moving it back to his typical hairstyle, bangs hanging down. “I brought you some clothes.” She handed over some hospital shorts and a t-shirt. “You probably can’t wear regular pants for a while with this brace.”

“Thanks.” He slid them on.

“You should rest for now.”

“Where are you going?” He asked as she walked away.

“I think it’s my turn to bathe now.” She put the bowl she used to wash him next to the sink, rinsing it out.

“Can I come with you?” She turned around quickly to look at him, her mouth dropped open and he back tracked, his cheeks tinting pink. “I—I don’t mean—I didn’t mean like… that. I just meant that if maybe I could wait in your room… Just so I wouldn’t have to wait here alone.”

“Oh… Okay.” She nodded slowly. “You had me for a second there.” She moved to the desk, rolling out a wheelchair and setting it next to his bed. “Let’s get you in here.” He climbed in the chair and she rolled him to the bottom of the stairs. She looked at all the steps and she quickly slumped over. Miche started laughing.

“I’m sorry.” He tried holding back his laughter. “Really, I can just drag myself up the steps.”

“No,” she sighed, “It’s fine. I have to get you up here anyway. At least it’s only the second floor.”

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