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jujutsubaby · 1 month

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ahhh hello! I saw your 100 followers event and first of all, congratsss! you have an attack on titan option so I'm choosing Maison Rose cafe! I'm probably in that cafe to do some nerdy research and won't order a lot to eat but I'll have a soy milk, a matcha latte, and a kouign-amann (lmao idk how to order)

(For context, I'm sapphic so I'd love a meet cute with someone nonbinary or a woman, that's all thanks love lotss)

a/n: thank you so much for sending this sweet ask babe!! hope you enjoy, had so much fun writing nerds having a meet cute hehe >:) tysm for your patience in waiting for this!! sry it's taking me a while to get thru these i am just so busy lately but i assure everyone i'm working diligently on them!!! <333

🌹 WELCOME TO MAISON ROSE ! 🌹

🤍 PAIRING. hange

🤍 WORD COUNT. 970

saturday mornings — an ideal time for some “you time”. and for you, your ideal “you time” means camping out at your favorite local cafe, maison rose, with the latest editions of the many scientific journals you subscribe to.

as a senior researcher for the survey corps, most of your colleagues prefer to spend their time off reading anything other than studies on titans, given that that’s most of your job. you can’t help but be fascinated enough by them that you use your precious time off to stay on top of the latest discoveries, though.

your area of interest is titan regeneration, and you’re thumbing through a recently published study on that topic this particular morning as you sip your customary soy matcha latte between nibbles of a delectably sugary kouign-amann.

you look up idly when you hear the doors to the cafe open; maison rose is typically pretty empty on saturday mornings other than you and the couple of other regular patrons, so you’re curious to see who’s coming in now.

you gasp when you see it’s not just anyone, but practically a celebrity — the survey corps fieldwork star, hange zoe!

given that your work has been more data analysis and lab-based, the people who do fieldwork are kind of your heroes, and hange zoe is at the top of that pyramid. this is your first time seeing them in person up close, and you try not to stare.

as they stride in and swagger towards the counter, you sigh to yourself; of course they’d just exude cool, on top of everything.

beyond hange’s inherent charisma, powerful physique, and arrestingly sharp features, though, you admire their mind more than anything. your careers came up around the same time, so you have read almost all of their interviews in everything from mainstream newspapers to esoteric research newsletters. their interviews are always sprinkled with scientific knowledge and wit alike; their narrative voice just has a way of capturing your attention. (you absolutely don’t have a crush on them or anything — you just deeply admire them as a scientist!)

you turn your eyes back down to your journal and take another sip of your rapidly cooling drink, allowing the pleasantly earthy flavor bring you back down to earth. so what if your long-term celebrity research crush is within breathing distance of you? that’s a pretty average situation, right? you need to get a grip!

you try not to be too acutely aware as they pick up their americano and madeleines (not that you were paying attention to what they were ordering), and you have to remind yourself to breathe when they flop down at the table right next to yours with a loud sigh, stretching their long arms and legs out.

fieldwork must be tiring, you think to yourself.

“yeah, tell me about it,” hange laughs, looking right at you. oops. did you just say that out loud instead of thinking it to yourself?!

if they notice that you’ve gone completely beet red, they ignore it kindly.

“i should’ve joined the research division like you did instead of signing up for fieldwork, i reckon,” they say with a rueful smile. hold on. they know who you are?!

they must mistake your silence for offense, since their face suddenly opens up into an exaggerated expression of shock. “oh! not to say that what you do is easy. just that i think it’s…well….so cool. so much cooler than what i do — well, not that seeing titans up close isn’t cool, but sometimes i feel like we’re just a glorified cleanup squad…i think the research studies you folks publish are just rad. like that one you published last month in Serum, about the purpose of steam in titans’ regeneration? that was just…way cool! ah, sorry! i’m rambling again…” they trail off with a sheepish chuckle.

your jaw dropped during their whole spiel. your lab had gotten a small pet project of yours published in a recent edition of Serum, one of the more specialized titan biology related journals; it wasn’t even that popular, and your study was really just one smaller part of the project overall. you had still been proud, though, since that part of the project had felt like your baby.

you had no idea that anybody outside you and your immediate research group even cared about it, let alone the hange zoe!

“you’re interested in this stuff?” you ask. “i had no idea our boring grunt work would hold any appeal to a rockstar of the field like you.” you don’t hold back your admiration for them, feeling emboldened by their knowledge of your work.

“you’re anything but boring, y/n!” they clap a hand over their mouth suddenly. “ooh, sorry, is it ok if i call you y/n? sorry, i just read so much of your work that i feel like i know you!” they laugh again. their smile is infectious, since you find yourself giggling too.

“i feel the same way!” you respond. “i loved your interview in Paradis Times last month about how you collect titan specimens safely! i felt like i was out there in the field with you.”

hange, grinning from ear to ear now, is shaking their head in disbelief. “i can’t believe the y/n l/n knows about little old me! oh, i’m starstruck! listen, do you mind if i pick your brain about your research? i have a feeling i have a lot to learn from you.”

you agree, and they scrawl their phone number on your hand, apropos of nothing. you blush at the feeling of their hand around yours…and something possesses you to say “we can talk about things other than research, too. if you’d like.”

they give you that radiant, gorgeous grin again. “i’d like that very much, y/n.”

#aot #aot x reader #attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #snk #shingeki no kyojin #snk x reader #hange zoe #hanji zoe #zoe hange #hange x reader #100 #☕️ coffee break #🪅 pree's follower events

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lostcauses-noregrets · 5 months

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Lostcauses Fic: A Good Man

A small side story to The Permanence of the Young Men. This is my 100th Eruri fic and it's a gift to the fandom for Levi's Birthday ♡

Falco is standing by the sink washing dishes in the neat kitchen that overlooks the small garden at the back of the house. It’s a bright spring day and the cherry trees, so ubiquitous in Hizuru, are swathed in frothy pink blossom that dances in the gentle breeze. Falco likes coming here, to the little house on the square. It’s quiet and peaceful, a world away from the noisy chaotic home he shares with Gabi and the kids a couple of streets over. He wouldn’t change it for the world, but he enjoys the quiet respite of Mr Levi’s house.

Pieck had come to visit earlier in the day, recently returned from the latest delegation to Paradis, bringing news of the diplomatic negotiations and undiplomatic gossip. Much as he enjoys her visits, Levi is always exhausted afterwards. He tires easily these days, especially after time spent in company. After she left, Falco had made Levi a fresh cup of tea, tucked a blanket around his knees and left him to read the newspapers that Pieck had brought from the island.

Falco’s quiet reverie by the kitchen sink is interrupted by the crash of falling china from the room next door. Hands flecked with soapsuds, he rushes through to the parlour, where he finds Levi grey faced and clutching his chest. The blanket is crumpled on the floor, tea cup shattered at his feet in a pool of spilled tea. Crumpled in the Levi’s fist is a copy of the Eldian Herald.

“Mr Levi!” Falco drops to his knees in front of his chair, heedless of the puddle of tea soaking into his trousers. “Are you all right, Mr Levi?”

He’s struggling to breathe, breath rattling and wheezing in his scarred lungs, and when he looks up, his face is grey, his one good eye glassy and unfocused. Falco knows he’s not seeing him. He’s gone; lost in an endless nightmare. He gets like this sometimes, they all do. There’s no escaping the war and its traumatic aftermath.

“You just wait there Mr Levi, don’t worry, I’ll get your pills.”

He dashes to the bathroom and extracts one of the many bottles of pills from the medicine cabinet, collecting a glass of water on route.

Back in the living room, Levi’s breath is still rasping in his throat, but Falco is able to slip the pill into his mouth and coax him to drink.

Falco eases the newspaper from his fist, sets it aside, and sits beside the older man, holding his scarred hand until the awful attack passes.

Once his breathing has eased, Falco helps him to his bed. He grumbles irritably as Falco helps him change into his neatly pressed pyjamas, before tucking him under the covers. He’s breathing more easily now and his eye has lost that terrible vacant stare. He just looks old and terribly tired.

“It’s all right Mr Levi," Falco attempts to reassure him. “Just rest, Ms Peick’s exhausted you. Sleep until morning, you’ll feel better then.” He draws the blinds and quietly closes the door. Though it’s barely late afternoon, he knows that the sedative effect of the medication will ensure Levi sleeps until well after dawn.

Falco goes back to the parlour to clean up the mess, carefully picking up the larger pieces of broken china then sweeping up the tiny shards. It’s a shame, it was one of Levi’s favourite cups. It was a plain old thing, much coarser than the fine Hizurun porcelain Levi has quite a collection of, but it was his favourite nevertheless. The cup had a small winged crest stamped on the bottom, and Falco suspects it may have come from Paradis originally. It’s broken beyond repair now, so Falco sweeps the pieces into the bin, then fetches the mop to clean up the spilled tea. The blanket is soaked, so he carries it through to the laundry, before returning to straighten out the rest of the room.

Picking up the crumpled copy of the Eldian Herald, Falco attempts to smooth out the creases. The front page is dominated by a picture of a statue of a young man with his arms outstretched. It's not a very good likeness, but Falco knows it’s supposed to represent Eren Yeager. He’s never seen a copy of the Eldian Herald that doesn’t have a picture of Eren Yeager on the front page. The headline trumpets “20 Glorious Years of Freedom”. Beneath, it promises a “full photo spread from the Eldian Nation’s biggest Freedom Day celebrations.” Falco flicks through the newspaper and finds images of massed ranks of marching soldiers with their characteristic helmets and rifles, surrounded by crowds of cheering people. There are photographs of various dignitaries Falco doesn’t recognise and several of the Queen standing beside her daughter, the Princess Ymir. Falco guesses she’s supposed to look regal, but to his mind she just looks rather sad.

Turning to the centre pages, Falco finds a double page spread titled “Heroes of the Eldian Nation: Commander Erwin Smith, 13th Commander of the Survey Corps.” At the head of the page is an imposing picture of a handsome grim-faced man mounted astride a rearing white horse, holding his sword aloft as if poised in mid charge. The caption beneath reads: “Dedicate your Hearts! Erwin Smith, the last great commander of the Survey Corps”. Curiosity piqued, Falco sits down to read.

[Continue reading on AO3]

#lostcauses fic #eruri #levi ackerman #falco grice #erwin smith #gabi braun #nile dok #snk #can't believe i made it to 100 #happy levimas

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j-wilson-md · 5 months

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Shoutout to that one random soldier in ep 9 who, even when being used as a titan's chew toy, still has so much faith in Levi. And he was right by the way. Levi did end up carrying them to the finish line.

#levi ackerman #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #snk #aot #eren might be Humanity's Hope #but it's Levi they're putting their faith in #it's why Erwin sacrificed himself along with 100 cadets #it's why it was Hange who had to stay behind to buy them time #because Levi. must. live.#bcs they believe that Levi can carry them to the finish line

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scarareg · 1 year

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#they are my babies💖!!!!#Fate/Zero #Gintama #Hyouka #Hunter X Hunter #Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood #Neon Genesis Evangelion #Haikyuu!!#Shingeki No Kyojin #Attack On Titan #Mob Psycho 100 #D.Gray-man #hxh #FMAB #SNK #AOT #mp100

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the-port-mafia · 1 year

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Wanna sit with me?

Don't go

#shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #snkedit #snkgraphic #snk spoilers #armin arlert #annie leonhart #not 100% happy with this giftset #but i really wanted to gif these two #mine

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humanitys-strongest-bamf · 1 year

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i actually love this scene sm. that pout and the way he pauses in this dialogue has got me feeling a certain way

#dont worry bb you're 100% popular #we all love u #levi ackerman #levi ackermann #aot #snk #levi screencap

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twpsyn-who · 4 months

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Soulmates AU in which the red string of fate shows up when a life altering moment takes place between you and your soulmate. Like, Eren killing two grown man to save/help Mikasa kind of important. A moment that changes at least one of them.

And, you know, because this is about JeanMarco as always - these two dorks filling their gas, Marco telling him why he's a good leader and stuff and Jean watching him, shocked about what he's saying... Then he takes notice of the red string tying him to Marco and his eyes widen even more in shock, like it both made no sense and all the sense in the world. Marco doesn't even notice until he's done talking and sees Jean's reaction and his reaction is something similar to 'Oh', both because Jean was his soulmate and because that moment meant something important to Jean. And they're both so awkward, not knowing how to process this.

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ladycheesington · 2 years

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#looking a little beat up by the fire 🔥#I’m not 100% happy with it but was peer pressured to share it 👀#cheesy art #levi ackerman #aot fanart #attack on titan #levi fanart #captain levi #aot levi #snk #aot #levi attack on titan #levi

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happybird16 · 2 years

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Quick Levi’s Morning routine Headcannons:

All of the scouts are woken up at sunrise during weekdays, weekends are their days off. Levi ‘wakes up’ an hour before everyone else if not earlier. Whenever he decides to give up on getting any more sleep for the night.

The scouts are provided with soft and comfy sleep clothes, just some plain standard issue cotton shirts and pants. Levi ‘sleeps’ in these, if only to swap out of his uniform for a bit

Since he sleeps in his desk chair, his bed is never a mess to clean up in the morning. Though, if he’d have used it he’d immediately fix it up into perfect military corners.

First thing, Levi trims up his undercut in the mirror, cleaning up all of the stray bits left in the sink immediately

Next up is a shower -one before and after bed- quick and meticulous, there isn’t even heat to bask in anyways.

While he heats up water for his tea, Levi brushes his teeth with the standard issue mint toothpaste. Everything in his routine is fine tuned for efficiency and speed.

His morning cup of black tea -sometimes cups- is drank quick and hot. Still, this is the one time in the morning that he allows himself to sit and enjoy the beverage, looking out the window at the barely rising sun.

Uniform goes on fast, though the process still takes several minutes. He combs his -already dry- hair quickly in the mirror of his bathroom before leaving to start his day before anyone else is even up.

Long morning jog. The scouts all have morning PT, divided to train as squads, but Levi runs and works out in the morning in addition. The exercise helps clear his head a bit, unfog his brain from the lingering bleary-eyed exhaustion. Sometimes it even manages to chase away the nightmares.

Not even sweaty from the exercise, Levi then finally joins the rest of the scouts as they wake up for breakfast in the dining hall. He sits in his usual spot and his friends just gather around him without prompting every morning.

Levi doesn’t eat much, he’s never been much of an eater, so he mostly just munches on the breakfast rations and drinks yet another cup of tea, nodding along to the conversation.

Then it’s off to morning PT with his squad, just as the sun rises fully into the sky.

#myaothcs #Levi #attack on titan #aot #snk #Levi hcs #Levi’s mourning routine #I should 100% be asleep #and wrote this in 15 minutes lol

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aimriku0 · 5 months

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My bowl cut babies 🫶

#my art #mp100 #mob psycho 100 #mob psycho one hundred #mp100 mob #mp100 shigeo #mob shigeo #snk armin #armin aot #armin arlert #aot armin #crossover

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tatakaeeren · 7 months

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You just know the exact moment I saw Levi's last salute....

My face:

#personal post #sorry for my ugly face...#but i dont think it is possible to look good when you are sobbing #also i cry on mute #shingeki no kyojin #snk #people when i saw i cried o i am crying... juat know... that it is 100% real

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arlertdarling · 10 months

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100+ follower event ♡

EVENT CLOSED

thank you to everyone who has participated!

i’ll aim to complete the rest of your requests this month, but keep in mind that i’m starting/still figuring out my next steps in education, so i’ll probably be quite busy and there may be delays, in which case i will let you know.

your patience and understanding is really appreciated and thank you again to those who have supported me and/or sent in a request<3

i never thought i’d actually be doing one of these, but here i am, at 100+ followers!? i was honestly quite shocked when i reached 50, but to think there’s twice as many of you now? it literally blows my mind, so thank you! i know it’s not a huge milestone but it means a lot to me and to celebrate, i’ve decided to do this request event!

this is my first time doing something like this and i don’t want to overwhelm myself, so the event will close after 10 requests and they’ll just be drabbles/short oneshots (200-800 words) — though i may be open to doing more, if i get that many and feel up to it! i’m not sure how long they’ll take me, but i’ll post updates on my progress.

below you’ll find more info and some rules about the event, so please read everything if you are interested in participating<3

reblogs are appreciated!

rules

sfw only

1 character per request and up to 2 requests per person

i prefer writing gender neutral and (relatively) ambiguous readers, so please don’t ask for specific characteristics

please refer to my general writing rules for what themes/content i do and don’t write

i’d prefer if you were following me but that’s not a requirement

i may decline your request (e.g. if it makes me uncomfortable or doesn’t abide by my rules)

if you have any questions, send me an ask!

characters

armin arlert

eren jaeger

mikasa ackerman

levi ackerman

hange zoë

genres

fluff

angst

hurt/comfort

prompts

gentle

bouquet

dawn

balcony

stereo

rain

party

dessert

moon

warmth

gift

blanket

pearls

dream

drive

teacup

garden

photograph

movie

haircut

TAKEN REQUEST SLOTS 10/10

in your request, please include a character, a genre and a prompt, AU OR trope!

you can also specify if you’d like it to be platonic or romantic and set in canon or a modern AU. if not specified, i’ll choose romantic and the setting i think fits.

examples:

hi! could i have a platonic hurt/comfort drabble for levi with the prompt ‘blanket’?

for the event, i’d like a fluffy childhood friends to lovers drabble for armin in canonverse!

can i request an angst drabble set in modern AU for eren with the ‘rain’ prompt?

for your follower event, i’d like to request a fluff drabble set in a flower shop AU with florist!hange

at the end of the event, i’ll make a mini masterlist of all the completed requests. you will also be able to find them, and any other event posts/updates, under the tag #{♡} juno’s 100+ event !!

thank you again to everyone who has followed me, reblogged, commented on and supported my writing! i’m looking forward to your requests<3

#boosts appreciated #!!!#100 followers #follower event #follower milestone #drabble requests #drabble event #request event #aot requests #x reader #aot x reader #snk x reader #aot fanfiction #snk fanfiction #{♡} juno’s 100+ event !!

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erwinsarmrest · 1 year

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thinking about the one two punch scene of ymir and reiner first outing each other as gay and then immediately after outing each other as people from outside the walls

#‘what?? reiners not gay!!1!1!1!’ give me a straight explanation to that scene #having a conversation about sexuality with one of the only 100% canonically gay characters #the signs were neon and flashing #aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk #ymir of the 104th #ymir freckles #reiner braun #ymir

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honeyypotato · 2 years

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Hello writer :))))

I would ask for a fluffy with Reinner X female reader, where he meet her for the first time as she stumble on him by accident and he holds her, have a great day or night 💖💖💖

Hello hello anon! Sorry it's been a minute😅

You’re not gonna believe this, but you’re the first request I’ve ever received, so thank you so much! :D This is such a cute idea, I’m def the kind of person who would just smack head first into him like this hajksdfhl

I went with a modern au for this one :) I had an idea and I just had to run with it lol

I hope you like it!! 💕

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Running Into You

Reiner x fem!reader

Tags: Fluff

Word count: 2,730

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Honestly, this week couldn’t get any more awful.

Your car had broken down on Sunday, which wouldn’t have been a big deal if you didn’t live a solid thirty minutes from your job, and the earliest the auto shop could look at it was next Tuesday.

To make matters even worse, this was the fourth day this week your boss had asked you to stay late at work, blabbing on about how one client needed extra of this, and another wanted three dozen copies of that…

But now it was so late that you were the last person out the door, waving a hasty goodbye to the half-asleep security guard at the front desk.

On some extra stroke of very bad luck, you’d had your hand on the exit door when you realized it was pouring outside, and you hadn’t brought your umbrella. You usually knew the forecast, but you hadn’t counted on staying until nearly midnight.

You check your phone; you’d practically memorized the city bus schedule by now out of sheer stress, and you didn’t have time to contemplate the weather. The bus was arriving in ten minutes, and the stop was a good three blocks away at best. You sigh, and mentally prepare yourself for the storm as you pull your jacket over your head and step out into the rain.

Clutching your jacket and bag tighter to your body, you manage a speed walk through the rain, cursing your office’s policy for workers to wear formal business clothes only. The skirt you were wearing was definitely not meant for any sort of movement beyond sitting in a chair. You weren’t going to get started on your shoes.

You’re halfway to the bus stop when you check your phone and realize you weren’t moving fast enough. As the rain starts to pick up you pull yourself into as much of a jog as possible, trying not to think about how ridiculous you looked with your jacket pulled over your head. Spotting the bus stop in the distance, with its little sheltered bench, you put your head down and break into a run, ignoring the wet fabric of your skirt sticking to your legs. If you could get to the stop before the bus, you had a minute to collect yourself before having to sit in your soaked clothes for the long ride home.

Bright lights shine out of the corner of your eye and you know the bus is arriving. You push yourself to run even faster, and you start to let out a sigh of relief when–

THUD.

Your forehead collides with something firm, but kind of soft. The thing you ran head first into lets out an “Oof.” You stumble backwards, knocked off balance in your less-than-sturdy shoes.

You squeeze your eyes shut, the noise of the rain bleeding into static, preparing to meet the wet pavement behind you when you’re surrounded by warmth. The impact with the ground never comes. Opening one eye, you’re pressed against the same chest you realized you’d bumped into, and there were strong, gentle arms around your waist and upper back. Your hand was gripping at one of the person’s shoulders in an attempt to keep yourself from falling.

The person pulls away from you slightly, checking to see if you’re okay, and you tilt your head up, your gaze meeting the wide, dark amber eyes of who you now realize is a very attractive blond man, his face inches from yours. Immediately your face flushes red and you’re both stuttering out apologies as he pulls you back onto your feet.

You peel yourself off of his chest a little, and his hands slide your waist in an attempt to steady you and himself, the stranger you practically sprinted into.

“Oh shit, I’m so so sorry, are you okay?” The man’s face is as red as yours, brows knitted in concern.

“I’m fine, but are you okay? I ran into you pretty hard.” Without thinking, you lift your hand to rest on his chest. You could’ve sworn he pulled you a little closer at your touch–

“Hey, lovebirds. You gettin’ on the bus, or can I go?”

You tear your eyes from the man’s at the voice, the sound of the rain crashes down on you as you come back to earth with it, realizing that the bus driver was waiting for the two of you.

“I–oh–sorry–yes!” You squeak out, pulling away from the poor man you’d run into, and politely motioning for him to board the bus.

“Oh, after you, please.” He’s still blushing furiously, and you had half a second to wonder what such a handsome guy had to be embarrassed about before you noticed the bus driver, who was having none of this, was reaching for the lever to close the door.

You practically leap onto the bus, sinking into one of the seats near the front, where the chairs lined the windows. You found yourself actually grateful that it was this late, there was no one else on board besides you and the man you’d run into, who had settled into a seat almost directly across from you.

Reiner watches your gaze shift to him as he sinks into his seat, concern knitting his brows together as he notices how battered you looked from the rain.

As for himself? He was a little shell shocked, to say the least. He’d lost track of time at work, something that happened more often than he wanted to admit, but it had never gotten this bad. He was new to the city, and he hadn’t gotten a chance to get used to the bus schedule yet. When he realized he was late to catch the last bus of the night, he’d sprinted out the door, barely looking where he was going. He’d run into you pretty hard, and he wasn’t a stranger to the laws of physics. He was much bigger than you, it had to have hurt at least a little when he’d run into you. You’d nearly fallen over completely; if he was a split second slower you’d have been flat on your ass in the puddle behind you.

His eyes find yours again, and he blushes, feeling the flush in his cheeks once more. It wasn’t helping that you were by far the most attractive woman he’d seen. He wanted to say something else–at the very least apologize one more time, but the silence in the air was too thick to break through. Instead, he watched out of the corner of his eye as you settled into your seat, brushing wet hair out of your face before leaning your head back against the window.

You’d just gotten as comfortable as you could possibly be for your situation when an odd metallic screech, followed by an awful clicking and tearing noise, ricocheted around the interior of the bus. Your eyes snap open as the bus driver curses softly, his foot slamming on the gas pedal, revving the engine, yet the bus crawls to a stop. You groan to yourself; you weren’t even ten minutes into the commute. Through the rain that was beginning to coat the windshield of the bus, you can see smoke rising from the engine.

Despite the fog outside, Reiner could feel the tension inside the bus begin to fade as the driver climbs out of his seat, wrenching the door open and stumbling out into the rain.

“Well, it looks like it’s gonna be a bit of a long ride, isn’t it?” He murmurs, eyes flicking to take in your pained expression.

You let out a sharp laugh. “And here I was thinking my day couldn’t get any worse.”

“Heh, luck certainly hasn’t been on our side, has it?” He smiles faintly, “What else happened to you today?”

“My boss keeps asking me to work late.” You shake your head, as if to say you should know better than to accept the task. “I’m the only one in our office that can do my job, so it’s not like I can ask someone else. But my car broke down, so I’m stuck taking this bus to the office until next Tuesday. It’s not easy commuting in formal business clothes.” Your face contorts, sticking out your tongue as you shift in your seat against the wet skirt clinging to your legs. Reiner almost laughs, but a second later your expression drops. “I didn’t expect to be this late, and now it’s raining buckets.”

“Man…I’m really sorry, that’s gotta be rough.” You meet his eyes, and you can tell that he genuinely feels bad for you. “Hey, by next week things should be back to normal for you. It’s almost the weekend, you don’t need to do this for too much longer, at least.”

Normally, you’d brush his comment off, but there was a deep softness in his eyes that brings you back to the way his arms felt around you.

“What’s your name?” You found yourself asking. “I think we’re gonna be here for a bit, might as well get to know each other.”

“Reiner. Reiner Braun.”

“Reiner…I like it. It’s nice to meet you, I’m y/n y/l/n.” You flash him a small smile, and you can see his face relax slightly when he realizes your mood has alleviated a little.

“Pretty name for a pretty woman.” He smirks, and your breath catches before your mouth pulls into a smile again. You’re caught speechless for a moment, not expecting the handsome blond to be so forward.

“A pretty woman who just ran into you full-force.” You chuckle.

Reiner was enjoying just how gorgeous your smile was. Suddenly, running into each other didn’t seem like such a bad thing.

“Heh, maybe you should try out for the local football team. I bet they’d be lucky to have you.”

His comment turns your chuckle into a full laugh, the mental picture of you in a football uniform wiping all thoughts of your rough day from your mind. But your eyes widen when you realize you probably ran into him pretty hard.

“Y-you’re not hurt, are you?!” You tense in your seat, hoping he wasn’t injured.

“Sweetheart, I barely felt a thing. I’m more worried about you, if I’m being honest.”

You blush. “O-oh, I’m fine, don’t worry about me.” But the shiver that runs through your body the moment the words leave your mouth has Reiner thinking otherwise. Since the driver had turned the bus off completely, the chilly air outside was slowly replacing the heat inside through the open door, and your thin, soaking wet clothes weren’t much protection from the cold.

“Hey, you cold? Take my jacket.” He switches seats to sit next to you, draping the rain jacket he was wearing around your shoulders before you could protest.

You smile up at him. “Thanks, I guess this is a lesson to always have an umbrella on me.” You curl into the jacket, more than grateful you’d bumped into someone so kind.

Reiner smirks at you, a little swamped by how large his jacket is, but feeling a little better that you were okay.

“Give me your hands.” He murmurs, and you raise an eyebrow at him, but shift to place your hands in his, gasping slightly at the soft touch of his skin.

“You’re so warm…”

He releases your hands and holds his arms out as a better idea dawns on him. “Heh, you’re freezing, c’mere.”

You find yourself blushing for the tenth time, but you curl into his arms, your head resting in the crook of his neck against soft skin and the smooth fabric of the collared shirt he wore. He rests his cheek on your head as his arms wrap around you, and you feel him smile into your hair. A wave of exhaustion washes over you as you settle against him, feeling oddly safe, and you close your eyes.

—----------------------------------------------------

“Alright, you two. New bus is here, let’s get you home.”

You blink your eyes open at the driver’s words. He’d called for a backup bus, and a tow truck had arrived for the one you were stuck on. You feel Reiner shift against you, and you guessed he’d fallen asleep as well. He grumbles a little, but before you can shift off of him he stands, lifting you in his arms. Squeaking in surprise, you loop your arms around his neck, and ss he exits the old bus, you realize it’s stopped raining.

The two of you settle into your seats curled up next to each other on the new bus, ignoring the look the second bus driver throws your way as the first bus driver boards as well. Soon enough, you were back on your route home, chatting with Reiner about anything and everything, wherever the conversation took you. He was a sweetheart, if not a little shy at times, but at the same time wildly smart and witty. You found he could make you laugh easily, and your bad mood from earlier was now barely a whisper in the back of your mind as you chatted with your newfound friend–but judging by the look in his eyes, it would become much more than that. It turned out you lived a few streets away from him, and you were surprised you’d never run into each other until he mentioned he had only been in the city for a few weeks.

You step off the bus with him at your stop, and as you walk along toward your apartment you feel his fingers intertwine with yours. You fight against the wide smile tugging at your lips, but ultimately give in, leaning against his arm a little. You found yourself wishing that your apartment wasn’t so close to the bus stop, wanting to spend more time with him.

“Oh, I should give you your jacket back.” As you reach the front door of your building, you move to shrug the jacket off your shoulders.

Reiner stops you. “Nah, you hold onto it for now. You can give it back to me when I see you next.”

You turn to look up at him, and find him holding his phone out with a blank contact screen open.

“Hah, I’m counting on it, Reiner Braun.” You grin as you quickly type your name and number into his phone, triple-checking to make sure you didn’t mess up your number.

As you hand his phone back to him, he pulls you into what you immediately decided was the best hug you’d ever received, sinking easily into his arms. You feel his nose brush your cheek, and as the hug breaks you find yourself placing a hand on his cheek. Your heart flutters as you gaze into his honey-colored eyes, a soft smile on his lips. He tilts his head into your hand slightly.

“Reiner…is it too soon to ask if I can kiss you?”

He breaks into the widest smile you’d seen from him all night. “Not at all.”

A heartbeat after the words leave his mouth, your lips are on his. You slide your hands into his hair, looping your arms around his neck as he pulls you closer by your waist. You’re completely enveloped by him, losing yourself to his soft lips. You move slowly with each other until the kiss is broken only by your need to breathe, and you stand together for a while longer, noses brushing. You don’t ever want to leave his arms, but it’s so late, and you have work tomorrow.

You pull away from him slowly. “Reiner…I don’t want to say goodnight, but I’ve gotta get up for work tomorrow.”

“Hm, what time do you usually go in?”

“Seven, it’s pretty early.”

“I’ll meet you at the bus stop then.”

You grin as he dips down to press a kiss against your lips, your hand gripping lightly at his arm, wanting to pull him into your apartment but knowing you’d never sleep if you did. You say your goodnights, and as you step inside your building, your phone buzzes.

Hey :) It’s Reiner

You’d never felt warmer. You tug his jacket a little closer around you as you walk to your apartment, and you smile to yourself, wondering how such an awful day turned into the best one you’d had in a long time.

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