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solciego · 9 months

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Maybe write about a situation where Jeans jealous and a second where Mikasa is jealous ?

This thought is enough Words: 1302 Fake dating au

The situation is slipping out of his hands, and that feeling of loss of control torments him as he watches her sway to the gentle music alongside Eren. Although it's supposed to be part of an agreement, a pact based on their own selfish rights, he can't help but feel a deep pain in his heart. Every time he sees her smile or laugh with Eren, he feels a knot in his stomach that tightens with force.

He discreetly bites his lips, trying to conceal the unease he feels seeing them so close. Why does he feel this way? Why does it have to be Eren who makes her smile like that? Why can't it be him who shares those special moments with her?

It's ironic to think that it was Jean who imposed the rule of not getting emotionally involved, especially after realizing what being close to her meant for him. Now, he's the one suffering the consequences of his own decisions.

Unable to bear the sight of the scene in front of him, Jean withdraws under the curious gazes of his friends. Even though it's the night of the graduation dance, he doesn't care at that moment. He lets himself wander through the empty school halls, walking aimlessly until his feet lead him to the art room. A wave of regret floods him as he realizes that it was precisely there where it all began. In that place, he witnessed her pain over Eren's constant rejection, and together they devised the idea of pretending to be in a relationship to elicit some reaction from him.

Now, that foolishness has come at a high price. He feels lost, trapped in a web of confusing emotions. The memories of every moment shared with her blend in his mind, and he realizes that he can no longer deny the truth: he has fallen deeply in love with Mikasa, despite having told himself otherwise.

Jean sinks into a chair, feeling the weight of the situation on his shoulders. He wonders if it's too late to change things, if he'll ever be able to express what he truly feels without fearing to lose her. Although reason tells him he should stay firm in his decisions, especially after witnessing the scene he just did, his heart yearns for an opportunity to show her his true feelings.

From the moment he laid his eyes on her, Jean was captivated. Her short black hair framed her delicate and angular face, highlighting her soft features. Her way of dressing with dark outfits, lace tunics, and fitted corsets that accentuated her slender figure. Her metallic accessories in the form of crosses, sharp-edged bracelets, and ornate rings.

Mikasa certainly exuded an intriguing and magnetic presence that attracted curious looks from those around her. And Jean was no exception. From the moment their eyes met, something changed inside him. A spark ignited in his heart, a spark that grew and transformed into an intense fire that consumed him every time he saw her.

At first, they didn't exchange many words, as they belonged to completely different social circles. Jean is the charismatic captain of the football team, always surrounded by friends, enjoying being the center of attention. In contrast, Mikasa preferred to stay in the background, observing the bustle from the tranquility of her own inner world. Although her beauty and presence didn't go unnoticed, she didn't seek to be the center of attention or stand out in the crowd.

However, everything changed when they were assigned as partners in an art class project. And although they were initially a bit hesitant, and the tension between them was palpable, they soon found themselves immersed in the creative task. Mikasa was pleasantly surprised to discover Jean's talent in art, showing surprising skill with his strokes. As they collaborated on the project, they gradually broke down the barrier that separated them. Art discussions evolved into more personal conversations, revealing that they had more in common than they had ever imagined. Jean realized how deep and thoughtful Mikasa was, while she found in him an unexpected warmth and understanding behind his charismatic image.

That's how it all began. But this time, the situation is different, and Jean internally regrets messing things up, letting his feelings cloud his judgment. From the moment they embarked on this fake relationship, Jean knew he was playing with fire. They had agreed to keep things strictly superficial, without involving emotions, but his heart had other plans.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" a voice interrupts his thoughts, and Jean inwardly curses as he sees Mikasa standing in front of him. His heart skips a beat, and for a moment, he feels like the world stops in her presence.

She looks stunning.

Jean can barely find words to describe how dazzling Mikasa looks at that moment. She's wearing a long black dress with slits on the sides, with dark eyeshadow and elaborate red eyeliner that compliments her lips.

"I was surprised to see you running off," she explains. "So I wanted to make sure everything was okay." Mikasa steps closer to his side.

"I'm fine. You should go back," he stammers, averting his gaze. Jean can barely contain the whirlwind of emotions she provokes in him. He can't stand having her so close and, at the same time, feeling his heart beating wildly.

Mikasa makes him feel in a way he never thought possible. Every encounter with her is like plunging into an abyss of unfamiliar sensations, an emotional vertigo that fills him with anxiety and excitement in equal measure.

"I can stay if you want," she responds with a sweet smile, noticing the tension in his voice. Her genuine concern shines in her dark eyes, making Jean feel even more vulnerable in front of her. He hates that she knows him well enough to realize that something isn't right.

"No, really, I'll be fine. I just need some fresh air."

Mikasa looks at him with a hint of concern. "Are you sure?" she insists, not wanting to leave him alone.

Jean nods again, needing to process the conflicting emotions.

"You should go back to dance with Eren," he suggests, and those words twist his stomach.

She furrows her brow, clearly surprised by the suggestion. "Why would you say that?" she asks.

Jean bites his lower lip, feeling uncomfortable about explaining his confusing feelings. "I don't want to come between you and your feelings for him, Mikasa," he admits honestly.

She looks at him attentively, as if trying to read into his soul, and takes his hand in hers. "Jean, I... I enjoy being with you more."

Though he tries to maintain his composure, he gets lost in the movement of her lips and her words. Her touch, even in small measures, has an overwhelming effect on him, sending shivers down his spine. And her scent... the sweet fragrance that covers her is like a drug that intoxicates him, leaving him yearning for more of that essence that drives him crazy.

In that moment, while Mikasa continues to hold his hand, he makes a decision. He doesn't want to fight against his feelings anymore, nor does he want to run away from what his heart dictates. Though the future is uncertain and the fear of losing her looms over him, he can't deny himself the chance to find out if what he feels for her can be reciprocated.

His thoughts and emotions are in turmoil, and for the first time in a long time, he allows himself to be vulnerable to the idea that perhaps, just perhaps, this charade can turn into something real. With a determination that surprises even himself, Jean places his hand on Mikasa's cheek and looks directly into her eyes, showing everything his heart wants to express.

#prompts requests #jeankasa prompts #this turned out longer than expected #but i love gothic mikasa #and i couldnt help it #hope you like this anon #thanks for your request #this was so much fun #i dont think im doing a second part #but we will see #anon #*my writing #my writing: jeankasa

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this-is-krikkit · 1 year

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Krikkit Sunshine of my life 🌞❤️

How are you today ?

You know how much I love the way you write kisses, so my prompt is "Interrupted" !!😘

Kith ❤️❤️

thank you for the prompt babe, as always i'm very sorry it took me days (weeks? i think probably weeks....) to fill it 🫣🫣

i hope you'll enjoy this anyway!! 😘♥️

Almost kissing meme: Interrupted

Tags: cabin in the woods, post canon, levihan, jeankasa, jeankasa's kid, squad denial

edited version now on ao3

"There you go, sweetie! All ready," Mikasa declares as she closes the last button on her daughter's coat.

"Mama, why are we going to Uncle Levi's again?"

Jean frowns and sends a puzzled look her way, but Mikasa's just as confused.

"You don't want to go?" he asks.

"I do! I want to hear the rest of that story he started. But I thought I had to wait for special Sundays to see him, and today is..."

"Wednesday, right. Well, today is a special day, and we want to be there for him," Mikasa explains.

And how special today is indeed.

It's been exactly six months since Levi left his former living arrangements with Onyankopon and the Marley kids to move back to Paradis, with no explanation given to anyone about it. Half a year since he's been living as a recluse in the woods, half a year since he's been assuring everyone that he just needs some distance and everyone decided to go along with it because it was apparently such a Levi thing to do. Everyone except Mikasa who, with Jean's help, has made him agree to monthly visits so far.

But today marks the anniversary of the battle of Shiganshina, and she's decided to make Levi attend- well no, that's not how Jean ha dphrased it. To invite Levi over to the yearly reunion the surviving Scouts of that event have held since the war ended. He's never agreed to come the preivous years, but she suspects Onyankopon didn't insist much on it and she's never had the chance to invite him directly.

Armin suggested leaving him alone like he requested when she mentioned it, but Mikasa's chosen to ignore his point of view -she's tired of people enabling Levi's unhealthy whims when they're not permanently around to see him closing in on himself and getting worse. Jean pretended he was only on board because he has to as her husband, but Mikasa knows he's concerned as well. She's seen him frown over the cheery -in a Levi fashion, but still- front he's putting on that's gotten creepily convincing lately, and they've discussed the odd fact that he always seems reluctant to stay indoor and insists they go out to enjoy the weather instead -even that day it rained so much the porch got soaked and they had to practically beg him to get back inside. There's also that moment he grew even paler than his natural complexion the last time they came over, when Jean spotted a black jacket thrown over his couch and made a joke about Levi finally letting loose and allowing himself to be a little messy, and the former Captain had looked freaked out for a while after that.

She only gets a contemplative hum from hee daughter in reply, and the journey to Levi's hermit hut is oddly silent. Until the yellow front door appears between thick tree trunks, and Mikasa's hand suddenly feels empty as little legs rush their way into Levi's home without awaiting her parents' arrival.

"Do you think she'll ever manage to learn when to knock?" Jean asks around a smile as they reach the steps.

Before Mikasa replies, a familiar head pops back out of the house.

"Mama, who's that kissing Uncle Levi?"

Mikasa shares a half surpeised, half saddened look with Jean, knowing they're both thinking of the one and only name they could have ever imagined saying in response to that question, and she readies herself to scold the little one and dissipate the misunderstanding.

But just as she passes the threshold, she comes face to face with the familiar sight of Levi's living room, and the very unfamiliar sight of two blushing people including her cousin and former Captain.

It takes her a while to recognize the other person, but after the initial shock, there's no denying it. The tall and lanky figure that abruptly stands up from the couch -and Levi's lap, evidently- the brown messy hair, the milky white iris of a blind left eye behind askew glasses. The seemingly thousand of burn scars all over their face and exposed body make up as much of a challenge as they are a clue to identify them, and the comforting affection in that one caramel-colored eye as it lands on Mikasa's family is unmistakably theirs.

"Hange-san?" Jean whispers.

He sounds uncertain and scared and small, so unlike himself Mikasa wonders if he's really the one who just spoke. She remembers their mixed screams and tears as they'd seen Hange leap to their death that fateful day, remembers falling to her knees with sobs wracking her body while she mourned her Commander for the brief moments she was allowed to, and she admires her husband for being able to speak because she can't find her own voice right now.

Hange, because that's them even if her brain's having trouble reconciling that reality with those memories, that is them standing in the middle of this messy and oddly decorated room in that tiny cabin lost in the largest forest of all that damned island, Hange smiles a warm and bright smile their way, nodding shortly before they drop to their knees and turn their attention fully to the youngest person in the room.

"By the Walls," they squeal, their own voice rougher and more cracked than Mikasa remembers, "you must be Jean and Mikasa's baby, right?"

Her child frowns as she takes Hange in, turning to her parents for guidance, and somehow Mikasa manages to allow a soft smile to show on her features.

"It's alright, Zoë, you can go ahead and answer," she says with an encouraging nod.

Hange doesn't appear surprised at the name, but their fidgetting hands and the way their eye suddenly explores every direction but the one of Levi's unexpected guests betrays just how awkward it is for them to hear it.

"You're wrong. I'm not a baby anymore," Zoë declares proudly as she takes one brave step towards this stranger, arms crossed over her chest.

Hange lets out a chuckle at that announcement and the confidence in it, before their smile starts looking a little stilted.

"No, you aren't, my bad. You're all grown up now," they note, a distinct regretful edge to their tone.

But Zoë doesn't pick up on it, and she speaks again before Mikasa can prevent it.

"Who are you, and what's wrong with your face?"

Mikasa's heart stops and she curses inwardly as she remembers the precaution they'd taken about explaining her and Jean's scars, as well as Levi's specific ones to Zoë early on. Like many children born after the war, she's familiar with the sight of healed penetrative wounds or missing limbs, and she's used to the way Levi limps after too many hours standing up, but she's never encountered someone with burns scars as extensive as Hange's.

Jean cringes as well, his feet carrying him closer to them just as Levi stands up from the couch and clears his throat.

"Zoë, you can't just-

"It's fine, guys, she's allowed to ask questions! Curiosity should always be encouraged," the former Commander says, not quite meeting Jean's eyes even as they reassure him. "My name is Hange, and my... my face looks like this because I got badly burnt during a battle."

Mikasa doesn't need to see her face to know Zoë's eyes lit up at that last word.

"Ohhh you were a soldier too?" she asks excitedly, eagerly walking closer and inspecting their exposed skin even more openly now.

Hange nods with a soft smile, leaning forward to allow Zoë to touch their face.

"Gentle, Zo," Mikasa reminds her.

Hange looks up, opening their mouth as if to thank her for the warning, but averts their eye almost immediately. It breaks something new in Mikasa's heart, the shame and discomfort Hange seems to feel towards her and Jean, and the only reason she doesn't have to stop herself from demanding an explanation is that she's still questioning her own brain too much right now to do so.

Zoë's taking up all of Hange's focus anyway, carefully touching their skin, their curious hands softly tracing the scars on their face and neck, and Mikasa feels... envious. This already fucked up day is turning into the weirdest dream she's had in a while, and she wouldn't mind getting to touch Hange too and make sure she's not a fucking ghost or hallucination.

Levi gestures over to her like he's read her thoughts, annoyingly pointing towards the kitchen like he wants to give the two newly acquainted pair some space.

"It's softer than it looks," Zoë observes, her tiny voice barely above a whisper, freezing Levi to his spot as he was starting to head to the other room. "Will it stay like that?"

"Well, it's still healing," Hange explains, "but I'll always look.. it's not going to get much prettier, no."

"Hmm. Hange, can I ask something else?"

"Sure, Z-Zoë," they try, their tongue stumbling over the name.

"Can I ask why you were kissing Uncle Levi?"

Hange's face turns beet red once more, and Levi coughs as he chokes on his own saliva.

"I wasn't kissing him, actually," they start in their best, almost familiar diplomatic tone, "because you came running into the room when it was about to happen."

"Oh. I forgot to knock," Zoë realizes, shooting a sheepish glance her parents' way.

"It's alright, I was never great at it either. Do you want some tea?" Hange asks, opening their arms.

"Sure!" Zoë replies, throwing herself in their embrace and letting them carry her up. "Uncle Levi always has new flavours!"

"I know! Come on, let's find one you haven't tried before."

They walk off chattering, and there's an akmost awkward silence in the room suddenly.

"I know what you're here to ask, but you could have called before barging in, you know," Levi reproaches as soon as Hange's out of earshot, although it sounds almost playful. "I have a landline in here."

"And you could have called when Hange came back from the fucking dead. How long have you known?" Mikasa spits out, unable to restrain herself any longer.

She can't find it in her to be mad at Hange, can't sort through everything seeing them makes her feel and pick something as petty as anger to focus on here and now.

Anger at Levi, though, that's something she can handle. Something she's comfortable with, even, and if the bored, nonplussed glance he shoots her way is any indication, he is as well. It doesn't stop Jean from reaching out and holding her hand, grounding her efficiently as always.

"Six months and one week," Levi simply replies, his eye wandering around the house he -they, Mikasa mentally corrects- moved into then, before settling on Hange. "I couldn't... They said they weren't ready to see you guys yet."

The three former Scouts look on at the surreal spectacle that is Hange perching Zoë on their shoulders as they help her pick a beverage, the two of them giggling like they've known each other for months.

"So that's what you were up to this whole time hiding out here, huh? Having secret make out sessions with the Scouts 14th Commander?" Jean asks playfully, his voice mostly back to its usual self now.

Levi raises an eyebrow at him, before his lips curve up the way Mikasa hasn't witnessed in a long, long while.

"That would have been the first time, actually," he mumbles, heat sprinkling color over his cheeks again. "Hey, four-eyes, no, that's the coffee stash. You can't give coffee to a child!"

Hange and Zoë both argue with him as he walks over to join them, and laugh at his expense when their combined height keep the forbidden item away from his reach.

"What do you think Armin and Conny are going to find harder to believe; Hange being alive, or the fact that Levi and them have never even smooched before?"

Mikasa shakes her head and chuckles.

"I guess we'll find out tonight," she replies with a wink.

totally stole the first name idea from this adorable fanart

#snk fanfic #snk drabble #shingeki no kyojin #levihan #levi ackerman #mikasa ackerman #jeankasa's kid #hange zoë #this is the first time i write jeankasa #v insecure about it!!#post canon snk #my stuff #asks #mutuals #youre ackermine #squad denial #fix it fic #jean kirstein

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cream-no-sugar · 2 years

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☕️ me: nina + (she/her) + 30s | queer | filipina-american | filthy multishipper | doesn't shy away from dead dove

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✍🏼 while I'm very much obsessed with aot/snk and jjk at the moment, I like to hop from fandom to fandom. and I'm truly a multishipper. rather than being faithful to one particular pairing at a time (although, admittedly, eremika has had me in a chokehold for some time), I'm honestly more drawn to characters, interesting situations, and intriguing relationship dynamics (particularly if toxic codependency and power imbalances are involved).

as a starting point, here are some ships and characters that I enjoy writing about (those italicized in green are my *chef's kiss* absolute faves). but, truly, I could be persuaded to write about anyone if the prompt/request is intriguing enough...

(this will also be updated as we go along — and as I start to discover new interests and new aversions lol.)

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❤️‍🔥 ships:

aot/snk: eremika, ereminkasa, arumika, jeankasa, erejeankasa, rivamika, aruannie, mikannie, yumihisu

jjk: megumiki, fushikugi, itafushikugi, tojimiki, sashisu, nobamaki, yutamaki

spy x family: twiyor, aged-up damianya

❤️‍🔥 y/n inserts:

aot/snk: eren jaeger, mikasa ackerman, levi ackerman, jean kirstein, erwin smith, armin arlert,

jjk: megumi fushiguro, satoru gojo, toji fushiguro, geto suguru, nanami kento, yuji itadori, yuta okkotsu, maki zenin

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while I don't have many squicks and can actually be persuaded to try my hand at writing various kinks, I absolutely will not write explicit/violent noncon or anything to do with scat, piss, or vomit.

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[SIDE NOTE: if you're interested in some more "traditional" writing, learning about my writing approach and thoughts on fandom, or even reading any of my longer fics, you can check out my main account (@nina-bean) or my ao3.]

#smut writing #aot smut #jjk smut #spy x family smut #y/n smut #about #about me

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ravenhealer5 · 1 year

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In my opinion you should participate in jk week because you always go for a fanart and rarely post a fic plus there isn't many great jk fics and yours are PERFECT so I would like to read your writing 😁

Awww, thank you for reading my fics.

I do agree there aren't enough fics for JeanKasa, on ao3, most fics you find in the tag are not really JeanKasa fics. It does make me sad at times.

I'm trying to come up with some fic ideas I generally am terrible at following prompts. I saw there's two sets of prompts so I'm trying to choose a few that I think will work for me.

#my asks

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helena-thessaloniki · 2 years

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Complete List of Helena’s Writing/Creative Works

Novel-length Works

Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan

Beyond the Walls rated M (rivamika) [canon divergent] Mikasa has adopted a simple, predictable and quiet life. It is only Levi, whom she has developed something of an odd friendship with over the years, who challenges her on the lonely, directionless path she wanders. ~most popular work *Complete wc 77k | Epilogue to be posted Summer ‘22

Naruto

Something Left to Save rated M (sasusaku) [canon inspired | Blank Period] In the aftermath of the shinobi war to save the world, from their own war to save Sasuke's soul, Team Seven adjusts, mends severed bonds, and strives to love. *WIP est. wc 200k

Teen Titans

Silent Night rated E (damirae) [DCAMU | canon inspired] (explicit violence and traumatic content; dead dove: do not eat) Damian wakes up with no recollection of who or what knocked him unconscious. Bruce tells him the attack was telepathic and destroyed a significant portion of his memories— including that the witch assigned to heal him isn’t a stranger, but his wife. *WIP est. wc 75k

Short Stories

Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan

The Fifth Sense rated T (rivamika) [canon compliant] A collection of first impressions between Mikasa and Levi based on the five senses. Hear, see, touch, smell, and taste. *Complete wc 17k

Out in Search rated T (rivamika) [canon divergent] While the Scouts remain stationed on the Coast, there are distinct moments between Levi and Mikasa that blur between camaraderie and friendship, transition their odd kinship to an indisputable connection. Is that all it is, though? ~author’s favorite *Complete wc 16k

Easy to Find rated M (rivamika) [canon divergent] Levi arrives late to an important event. He uses the opportunity to remain hidden, observing Mikasa Ackerman's blue silk and bare skin, torturing himself with thoughts better saved for the bedroom. *WIP wc est. 30k

Naruto

Adrenalize Me rated M (sasusaku) [canon divergent | anbu] It took years of delicate steps, careful boundaries, and subtle exchanges for Sakura and Sasuke to develop a genuine sense of camaraderie. He'd fought his demons; she shelved her childish affections. When the lines of lust and intimacy begin to blur between them, Sakura's guarded heart convinces her that their recent developments can be blamed on a flood of adrenaline, nothing more. ~author’s favorite *Complete wc 26k

One-shots

Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan

Final Card rated T (rivamika) [canon divergent] What toll does it take on Levi after he fails to defeat the Beast Titan? Despite a tumultuous start and mutual reluctance, a sense of comradery and connection develops between Levi and the only one who might be able to help him fulfill his promise to Erwin. ~author’s favorite *Complete wc 9k

Winter Solstice rated M (rivamika) [canon divergent] Mikasa didn't plan on joining the other Scouts to celebrate the Winter Solstice— but she forgot to account for the opportunities that mulled wine, juvenile games, and an absence of formal protocol might present. Published for Christmas 2020. *Complete wc 6k

Reservations rated M (rivamika) [modern AU | established relationship] Mikasa forgets it’s the fourteenth of February. Published on Valentine’s Day 2021.

helena3190 on Ao3 * helena-3190 on fanfiction.net

#lena writes #beyond the walls fic #rivamika beyond the walls #the fifth sense fic #final card fic #out in search fic #adrenalize me fic #something left fic #my prompt requests #my edits #rivamika drabble #rivamika tethered #rivamika holidays #story translations #complete list of works #silent night fic

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free-pancakes · 3 years

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my levihan & AOT stuff

updated 5/15/21 since everything else in my life is in disarray, might as well organize this lmao

my art

Comics Jealous Levi Levihan Eggschange - Parks & Rec AU Levihan stares at the stars Levihan as kids Levihan Bingo Levihan in a blanket fort Jeankasa (Parasite) 5 Hange’s or a 5-year-old Hange?

Flowers & Levihan Sunflowers LH Lillies LH Modern fit LH

My other favs I guess Body Heat Erwin, Hange, and Levi Levihan (chibis) Levihan (rain) Star Wars AU Your Name/Kimi No Nawa AU

Everything else: search tag #myart / #my art

Levihan fics/ask box

AO3 Fics i’m free_pancakes on ao3: link multi-chaptered fics: Avatar The Last Airbender AU First and Last prompts Kiss the Drummer Hogwarts AU thread headcanons 1 2 3 4 Aurors AU Death Eaters AU Diagon Alley (read this before express/sorting) Hogwarts Express and Sorting Ceremony

Drabbles SNK 139 epilogue ask Hange teaches Levi to write Protective Levi Angry Hange LeviHan reversed - SNK ch 115 SNK 138 alternate epilogue ending Dance AU 1 2 Famous AU 1 2 Levi's Jacket Hange's Hair Down Levi Jealous of Kenny Bonking Foreheads Hange’s Hair “Protection” search tag #ask for more hc’s and such

my Attack on Titan/Levihan Incorrect Quotes

Someone requested for me to make a small library of some of my AOT/Levihan “incorrect quotes”! So, I genuinely hope these make you smile or laugh today!

Hange pranks the Vets/Levi series Sugar & Salt Levi-scented candles The Quiet Game Levi on the phone The Water Bucket Hange and Connie Soap & Lotion Levi Cries Levihan: Hange’s mess-ups at Levi’s expense lmao Thunderspears & Levi’s Pants Levi’s New Haircut Beads??

With bonus art Valentine’s Day

LeviHan puns series Levi, I’m alright! Happy New Year Quality Pun Coral Growing Hair

Hange/Sasha vs. Levi series (my personal favorites :D) How well do you know Captain Levi, Hange-san? Hange/Sasha stealing Levi’s food Sasha punches LeviHan

Levihan (miscellaneous) Hamburgers Levi’s Lazy Day Levi and the pug Legend of Korra reference Coffee and Tea Idiots

Music covers Chasing Cars Yellow

#levihan #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #snk #incorrect quotes #levi ackerman #hange zoe #hanji zoe #myart #my art #levihan fanfic #levihan fanfiction #levihan fanart #free-pancakes #pinned post

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smallblip · 3 years

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ma'am you have no idea how much I adore your fics for both levihan and JK, the later gives me the sad feels but in a good, cathartic way.

Oh no no no!🥺💖 thank you so much for dropping by? This means so much to me! Especially regarding my jeankasa fics? I’m glad they made you *feel things* because they made me feel things while writing them and they’re always a joy to write🥲

Again thank you so much and I’m so happy you ship both levihan and jeankasa? The way your taste is superior 😛💖

I’m working on a jeankasa prompt now🥺 I hope you’ll read it when it comes out?🥺💖 in the meantime, here’s a lot of love and some more💖💖💖💖

#lovely things #inbox #sshining

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jkbabies · 3 years

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Hi, if you have any prompt request for Jeankasa, my ask box is currently open right now!! I'm looking for the motivation to write even the smallest amount so I could get on with my current stories on AO3😫

#jeankasa #jean kirstein #mikasa ackerman

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heavenzscent · 9 months

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For the ask game could you do: 🔑 + ❤️‍🔥 🪨 Thanks!

I felt like this was a little scandalous but I always wished we could have seen how Eren's friends handled him leaving. I always thought that Mikasa would grow closer to Jean and Connie who would take time to cheer her up and be more vulnerable than ever with Armin and Sasha. But yeah this all just came out and I’m not sure how accurate this is to the characters but I thought it was definitely fun to write. I hope you enjoy ! Setting: Survey Corps- 15- 19 ThemeS: Courage , Perseverance Word Count : 1,514

Year 854- 19 years old

Her breath was hot on his neck and her calloused hands gripped tightly to his forearm. They were surprisingly cold.

“Mikasa stay with me.” Jean pleaded in a breathy voice. “Just stay okay.”

All she could do was nod through the tears.

Jean could feel her body slacken as he rubbed circles between her shoulder blades and shushed her the way he had learned at the orphanage.

He reminded her to breathe for a long while until she finally loosened her grip from his forearm to reveal it was now covered in a purple band of bruises in the shape of her hands and small crescent cuts were beginning to spillover with blood.

He instructed her to lay down and she complied.

Once Mikasa’s breathing was even he got up to go find Armin.

“Where are you going?” She asked anxiously.

He couldn’t look at her. “I’m going to get Armin.”

“Don’t, I can’t right now!” She shrieked.

His first thought was to reassure her that Armin would not be angry and with his titan powers he was most definitely not hurt from her outburst after receiving Erens letter.

He had never seen her so distraught and it would have left him jarred if it hadn’t fallen on him to be the one to find her,restrain her, to keep her from hurting herself or anyone else since he was the second strongest and the biggest.

Her pride was bruised even at that moment she was covering her face with her pillow and worst of all she was ashamed. He took a little bit of blame for the latter.

“Mikasa look at me.” He said in a hushed tone. She simply shook her head from beneath the pillow. “We know he’s alive and we know where to find him. Maybe we could still find a way if we’re clever enough.” He barely believed his words but he hoped.

“I'm tired, Jean.” Her voice was muffled from beneath the pillow.

“Then rest.” He said simply.

“No, of chasing him. Why does he-”

“He’s a suicidal bastard.” Jean said without a thought. Eren never changed even when he seemed to be a whole new person the past few years. Something about that scared Jean, thinking about his own selfish nature at his core. He had to believe people could change, grow. To persevere past their own juvenile desires. There had to be hope or he would have to give up on himself and the world all together.

Mikasa rolled over to look him in the eye. He could barely make out her expression as the sun set deeper and with only a small oil lamp on her bedside to provide them with light. “It must be hard being right this whole time.”

“Wish I wasn’t.” He smiled bitterly but to his relief she reciprocated.

After 20 minutes of silence he had believed that she had fallen asleep. “Can you stay?” her voice sounded closer to herself then he had heard since they got Erens fucked up letter.

He hummed and nodded his head. He himself had grown drowsy after the adrenaline from holding her still had gone down. He closed his eyes and leaned back into the sturdy wooden chair next to her bed.

“You can come in.” She lifted her comforter up. As the sun disappeared the roles that they had lived in melted and they became whatever they had melded into for the past 2 months.

More than friends,

Less than lovers.

One anothers solace,

A shameful secret.

He simply stared at her. After the letter after all her tears and the possible guilt that she felt he didn’t think she would ever let him in her bed again. He was okay with it. He knew that this was something that wasn’t sustainable and barely even justifiable.

His body obeyed her command without his consent and he was nestled under the covers, his shoulder touching hers as they both lay on their back.

“It’s not as though this is the first time.” He heard a touch of grief in her voice. It hurt but he knew it wasn’t aimed towards him. All responsibility laid upon her shoulders in her mind.

“Maybe it should be the last.” He said.

He had said that every time.

“I’m sorry. The way I reacted.” She turned around her back facing him. “It was wrong. I just want you to know it’s not your fault.”

“Why would I think that?”

“Because you're you.” She said, “and I know you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

She stroked his hair as if he were a rabbit about to bolt away at any moment. “There's a reason you got promoted.'' The little greedy beast inside of him wanted to pry kind words from her but that was enough he understood her as she did him at this point. She thought he was responsible and altruistic. He wished that was the truth. That this was all there was to it.

“Thank you. You're right but I just want you to know that I would never tell him. I know I could be a -”

“You're not a prick.” She interrupted with an urgent passion that he missed from her voice for so long resurfacing, although never could he remember it being used for his sake.

This was enough for him. To be cherished by her in the only way she could manage to.

“Anyways,I’m a big boy. I already knew how you felt about him.” He could see Mikasa blush in the lamp light.

“Jean, if this is our last night. I think I need to confess.”

“Is it about that last night on the hill?” He said maybe too bluntly even for him.

“How did you-”

“I know you.” He kissed her between the brows and smoothed out the creases that were developing with his rough fingers. He already had them as well, they seemed to refuse to disappear.

“He tried asking me about my feelings and I just stuttered like an idiot and now he’s gone off and he’s going to kill himself or us and all this innocent people and I-I just don-”

“Mikasa,” He gripped her shoulders tight to bring her back with him and out of her self blaming thoughts. “Nothings your fault. Leaving was his choice. Got it. We never were able to control him, this is just who he is.”

It would have been easier to say that after all the trouble Eren caused her since Jean had known them that she should just step away. Afterall Jean was the one right here in the bed with her. But He knew as well as Mikasa that one couldn’t control who they loved. Who provided them with hope.

Once he felt the new tension in her shoulders ease he let her go once more.

“Why?” He had some much more he wanted to say but his lips felt too dry and his throat too tight. Why did she not tell him the truth? Why did she hold back with Eren and so carelessly stumbled into him?

“I’m a coward.” She answered simply.

“We all can be.” He assured her. “But why?”

“I thought you knew me.” he could barely make out the smirk playing on her lips. He felt relieved by the weak but genuine smile. If she could still smile then she could get up and move forward with the rest of them. She should be okay. She was strong, always had been and he didn’t know a world where she wasn’t.

“You're a tough nut to crack Miss Ackerman.” He yawned.

Mikasa chuckled (He felt his chest swell with the sound). “He has so little time and what if it doesn’t work out or what we have isn’t as good as what we have now. I don’t want to waste our last few years on silly things because my eyes were bigger than my stomach.”

Jean believed that despite the lines crossed and the regrets over how their relationship had escalated that he and Mikasa would be fine and so it felt silly to think that Mikasa and Eren would ever become strangers to one another. “I understand but what if it's great. Everytime I bit off more than I could chew I always felt grateful to have so much food even though it may have hurt after the fact.”

They stared at one another meaningfully and understood because they knew each other. Much deeper than they should have.

Mikasa hummed as she mulled over his words.

She rolled closer to him and sighed. “ I’m a bad person.” She whispered into his chest.

“What are you going to do about it?” He asked.

“Move forward.” She answered without hesitation.

That would be his last night in her bed for many years to come. Even as the years passed with all the pain and regrets they weren't the type of people who could control where they found hope although they were the type who always chased it, which to no one's surprise but their own led them back into bed with each other.

#jeankasa #for Solciego #writing prompt #Thanks for the asks!#I loved your prompts so I really hope you enjoy this as well #This feels so different from what I usually write so I feel a little nervous lol #ask

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If you could write an historical AU (any era ) where they go on some sort of trip or travel that would be fun to read ! :)

The tenderness with which I hold you Words: 1217 Regency au (highly based on Bridgerton xd)

Mikasa definitely needs some time alone.

She wasn't a big fan of balls, and being surrounded by men seeking her attention this season was torture enough. Moreover, considering her aunt was persistently pushing her to marry Viscount Zeke Jaeger, a man much older whom she despised for the disgusting way he looked at her, the situation became even more unbearable.

Ever since reaching the age to marry, her aunt, Kiyomi, had become her shadow, and every social event was an opportunity for her to push her towards an unpleasant marriage and secure an advantageous union. Following the path society expected of her each day was becoming increasingly suffocating. Each time the idea of a convenient marriage with a wealthy man was mentioned, Mikasa felt her freedom and authenticity slowly fading away.

She was ready to give up and remain single for the rest of her life.

Tired of the leering gazes and suggestive comments she had faced at the reception, Mikasa finally decides to find a place to escape from that social charade. She carefully opens the door to the first empty room she finds and unexpectedly encounters Jean on the balcony, finishing smoking a cigarette. Their gazes meet, and Mikasa can notice a hint of surprise in Jean's eyes as he extinguishes the cigarette under his foot.

"I see I'm not the only one seeking some peace," he says with a smile as he approaches her. A faint smile also forms on Mikasa's lips.

"My dance card is filled with dates that will hardly materialize," she replies with a sigh, reflecting her disinterest in social activities.

"It's been a busy season, hasn't it?" Jean asks, trying to keep the conversation light.

She shrugs. "With Historia Reiss as the diamond of the season, my aunt has been more insistent than ever on finding me a husband."

Jean can't help but chuckle; he knew her aunt well and knew how persistent she could be when she had something in mind. "And what's been stopping you so far?" he asks curiously.

"It's just that... All those men are so shallow. The only one who's even remotely interesting is Armin, but I see him more like a brother," Mikasa confesses, revealing her most sincere thoughts. At each ball, she was pushed towards high-status suitors, but none of them sparked even the slightest interest in her. They all seemed to be interested solely in her foreign beauty, and none took the time to get to know her as a person.

Jean ponders for a moment before responding. "You certainly deserve better than that."

Mikasa smiles gratefully at him. "And you?" she asks, recalling that Jean had not found a wife and didn't seem interested in the matter.

"I suppose it's the same for me. They're only interested in my dowry."

As Duke of Trost, Jean held a position and fortune that irresistibly attracted many women interested in securing their future, especially ambitious mothers who saw him as the perfect match for their daughters.

Both fell silent for a moment, sharing a complicity in their struggles against societal expectations.

"Mika... Come with me," Jean suddenly proposes, extending his hand to her. Mikasa looks at him curiously, intrigued by the proposition. "Let's get out of here."

She hesitates for a moment, aware of the social implications of retiring alone with a gentleman. "Jean..."

"Come on, it's not like you have anything better to do."

She shakes her head, concerned about her reputation and what high society would say if they saw her alone with him. "It's improper. If we're discovered, my reputation will be completely ruined."

"If that happens, I won't let it affect your reputation. Trust me," Jean says with a passionate glint in his eyes.

After a few seconds of contemplation, Mikasa finally nods, letting herself be guided by her deep trust in him. She allows Jean to take her hand, feeling the comforting warmth of his touch. He leads her carefully and decisively, ensuring they are not seen as they slip away from the bustling ballroom.

The carriage glides smoothly through the paved streets, choosing less-traveled routes and shaded alleys, creating an intimate atmosphere between the two of them. Mikasa observes Jean, whose eyes shine with an enigmatic glimmer under the soft light inside the carriage. He smiles occasionally, trying to dispel any tension she might be feeling.

Jean keeps his promise to take her to a special place, and when they arrive, the scenery is enchanting. It's a serene stream, surrounded by trees and lush vegetation. The moon shines over the tranquil waters, creating silver glimmers that unfold across the surface. Both sit by the shore, Mikasa hugging her legs, and Jean remaining silently by her side as the night breeze envelops them both.

"I just don't want to marry a stranger," she whispers sincerely.

"What?" The uncertainty in his voice is palpable as he watches her attentively.

Mikasa sighs and searches for the right words to express what she feels. "I think that's why I've taken so long to consider marriage. I don't want to settle for a forced or meaningless union. I want something authentic. I am more than just a mere title or someone to be joined with for convenience. I want someone to see me for who I am, not just as a wife or a decorative figure in their life."

Mikasa's confession flows with sincerity and passion, like a confident whisper that rises in the nocturnal air. She glances briefly at Jean from the corner of her eye, and under the silvery light of the moon, she can appreciate his face framed by his incipient beard.

However, he doesn't return her gaze, and in a desperate impulse, Jean rushes to her side and takes her hand firmly in his. The warmth of their skin blends together. "Marry me," he blurts out, his words echoing his own desires and dreams.

Mikasa opens her eyes, surprised by his unexpected declaration. "What?" she responds, trying to process what she has just heard.

Jean searches for the right words to explain what he feels deep within his being. "We've known each other since we were little. We've been there for each other in the toughest moments. I've seen every part of you, Mika, your strengths, and your insecurities. And you've seen mine too. We know the best and worst of each other, and yet, we're still here. Together."

Jean continues to gaze at her with his deep hazel eyes, a look full of hope and longing. For some reason, his expression is desperate, as if he were struggling to convey a million things at once.

Mikasa's heart quickens. He is right; she knows him better than anyone else, and he knows her in a way no one else does. They have shared laughter, tears, and secrets. There is a connection between them. Moreover, Jean holds a position of great influence and responsibility in high society. She knows her aunt would be thrilled with this union, making it convenient in more than one sense.

"Jean, I..." she stammers, her thoughts in conflict. But before she can finish her sentence, he looks at her with such intensity that her words fade into the air.

"Marry me, Mikasa," he insists. "Let me be the person who sees you for who you are."

#prompts requests #jeankasa prompts #not sure if this counts as a trip #but still hope you enjoy it #consider it a trip to their marriage life #lol #im a sucker for regency era aus #and i couldnt help it #😭#*my writing #heavenzscent #my writing: jeankasa

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thank you for sending this in about 84 years ago, Vabe!! 🥹🤦🏼

this was such a fun challenge, and i ended up liking writing it so much once i got the idea for it!! it’s light on the erumike side, as discussed, but i tried my best hehe 😉

side note, a thousand thanks for helping me recover it when i accidentally deleted this entire thing this morning 😭♥️ i really do not learn from past mistakes, do i?

anyway, thank you, i love you, i hope you enjoy this ♥️♥️♥️

58. “you smell like a wet dog”

send me a prompt and a character/ship, and i'll write you a drabble!

Gossip Girl(s and Boys)

Relationships: yumihisu, erumike, eremika (implied, one-sided), jeankasa (implied, one-sided), levihan (implied, one-sided),

Tags: feat that s1 castle temporary HQ, eren pov, fluff, snk veterans, the 104th kids, everyone has a crush okay?? you figure it out, basically the scouts regiment is a big high school drama!, they/them pronouns for Hange Zoë, headcanon backstory for Hange Zoë, this is very very silly and fluffy really

Eren grunts as he sits down next to his friends, letting his head fall on the old wooden table in front of him and barely missing his plate thanks to Mikasa’s reflex of pushing it away. He hadn’t expected his life would get easier once he’d joined the Scouts, and although he is thankful deep down for all the work –he knows it’s only turning him into a better soldier to eradicate Titans and he’s glad he’s not being dissected to death by the MP like he almost did– he’s fighting even harder than usual to not skip dinner altogether tonight. To be fair, he’s had to handle both a particularly rough bit of Hange experiments this morning, and regular training with everyone else in the afternoon without having had a chance to rest in between, and without any of the warm up his comrades got before noon.

“You look completely worn out,” Armin says softly, worriedly, jolting him awake from the slumber he was falling into.

Eren sits up and puts one hand over his own face, sighing. Even Jean is looking at him with something that looks like concern in his eyes, and Eren doesn’t know how he should feel about that.

“I am. You know, at first I was thankful when Mike showed up and distracted Hange away from me. But I didn’t think I’d have to catch up with you all after that. They didn’t even tell me themself, just sent their assistant to let me know there wouldn’t be any more proding today,” he recalls, picking up his spoon and tasting the broth. “It was weird, even for them.”

“That does sound odd. And you know, I think it’s only the second of third time I see Squad Leader Zacharias showing up out here,” Sasha points out, already done with her share of dinner.

“He must have had something important to say to Hange-san,” Armin muses out loud, and Eren recognizes the usual faraway look he gets whenever he thinks something over on his face.

“Yeah, I bet he said a lot of things to them. All afternoon. In a closed room with no one else around to overhear,” Connie points out unexpectedly, smirking at his friends.

Sasha and Jean both roll their eyes at him and Eren frowns, shooting a curious glance Mikasa’s way. She shrugs, obviously not in on it.

“From what I understand, he spends most of his time with Major Erwin in HQ,” Armin replies, looking even more serious and deeper in thoughts than before, “so he may indeed have had sensible military intel to share with them regarding the next expedition.”

“I’m sure he shared a whole lot more with them than military intel, if you know what I–

"We get it, Connie, you think they’re boning,” Jean interrupts, flicking the back of his head.

Eren’s thankful he swallowed his mouthful before he heard that, because he’s pretty sure it would have sent his food down the wrong way. Mikasa arches an eyebrow in surprise, and Armin handles this brutal crash back to reality by blushing more furiously than even Eren’s ever seen him.

“That’s right, I do! And I still don’t understand why you guys disagree,” Connie retorts.

“I’ll admit they seem close, but Squad Leader Hange is always sweating and covered in various dirt,” Jean says, sounding weary and bored and like it’s far from the first time he’s having this argument. “Zacharias and his freaky nose would bail at the first attempted kiss.”

“I hate to agree with Horse-face over there, but I think I do,” Ymir admits out loud.

She winks at Eren who��s sitting directly to her right –as she always does when borrowing his favorite insult for their comrade– and draws her chair closer to Krista’s on her left. She ignores Jean’s raised middle finger and his answering jab about her freckles being a poor make up effect to hide acne spots, and throws her arm over the short blonde’s shoulders nonchalantly.

“He’d probably sniff loudly like he always does,” she picks up, doing exactly that above Krista’s hair, “and tell them something like, ‘sorry Zoë baby, but you smell like a wet dog’,” she says in a deep, unnatural voice, wiggling her eyebrows at Krista.

Eren joins his friends and laughs at her poor attempt at imitation.

Unlike them though, he doesn’t miss the creaking sound of the heavy door opening and revealing two silhouettes behind it.

“What’s all this noise, aren’t you brats supposed to be sleeping by now? Maybe we’re not working you hard enough.”

Captain Levi’s voice chills the atmosphere as he walks fully into the room, and even Eren can feel the hair at the back of his neck standing up although he knows they've done nothing wrong. Mikasa is the only one who doesn’t shy away from his stare, but she still doesn’t verbally react to his words.

The tense silence thankfully breaks when the other figure walks in and Nanaba chuckles, ruffling Levi’s hair like it’s not an offense punishable by death.

“Forgive him, gang,” she says, withdrawing her hand before Levi slaps it away like she’s had years of practice doing exactly that. “Heichou here gets restless when it’s been too long since he’s sliced up a Titan.”

Levi glares back at her, and everyone else shares a relieved sigh and an amused glance behind his back.

Ymir uses the distraction to bring her face even closer to Krista’s than it already was, and Eren preemptively cringes at whatever line he's going to overhear, sitting right next to them.

“You, for the record, do not smell like a wet dog at all,” Ymir whispers with her most flirty smile.

Krista sucks in a deep breath and immediately fails to contain a coughing fit, attracting everyone’s attention to them.

“Walls, take this to the dorm room, ladies!” Nanaba jokes when she notices how close they are.

“I’d rather they don’t,” Levi groans, uncrossing his arms and revealing a cup of tea he’d been holding in his peculiar way, hidden in the crook of his elbow. “And before you start, I know it’s not technically illegal to date another soldier, but do they have to be horny teenagers on your explicit orders?”

“It’s not against the rules? Fraternization amongst Scouts?” Mikasa asks hurriedly, her eyes widening at her own question.

Jean barely suppresses a groans and Eren pointedly ignores the glare he sends his way, just like he ignores the pitiful look Armin shoots between his two childhood friends.

“Why do you care, Ackerman?” Levi scoffs.

She bares her teeth at his mocking tone, and Eren almost feels scared for his Captain for a moment.

“We were just trying to settle a bet here,” Jean intervenes before she does or says anything she'd regret.

“We were!” Sasha confirms, giggling nervously to defuse the renewed tension. “Connie here thinks Squad Leaders Zacharias and Zoë may be an item.”

Nanaba blinks twice as she processes that information, before she explodes in laughter, holding her sides. Even Levi visibly pinches his lips together and quickly hides his mouth behind his cup.

“What the hell is wrong with you? They’re siblings!” the veteran Scout manages to say when the worst of her hilarity has subsided.

“But… they don’t have the same name, and they don’t look like each other at all,” Reiner points out while everyone else exchanges shocked looks.

“Well, they grew up together. They were both found as infants, and as you may know, it is common for orphanages under His Majesty’s authority to assign last names that start with the same letter to kids they take in during the same year!”

“That's enough details,” Levi chimes in.

But Nanaba casts him an unimpressed side glance, and he sighs in defeat.

“These guys are Scouts now, Levi. They're family,” Nanaba says with a warm smile directed at everyone of them, including Eren. “And Hans loves telling that story so much, I’m surprised they didn’t know it already. Or,” she adds, her voice switching to a much more mischievous tone suddenly, “are you just getting defensive because they thought your crush was dating mine?”

“You have a crush on Mike?” Sasha squeals out, her hand slapping the table so hard she makes her own empty plate jump up and spin on itself for a few minutes.

Eren wants to point out that if Nanaba does, it probably doesn’t have much to do with just how much food Mike can inhale in one sitting, unlike Sasha’s own… admiration for the veteran Scout. But he bites his own tongue and decides to only listen for a little longer.

“I don't,” Nanaba replies, grinning again. “It’s an old inside joke that started when we were recruits, back when Levi here wasn’t even in the picture; I spotted Mike from across the room on our first day of training and pointed him out to Erwin. And well, let’s just say, it’s never been relevant who has a crush on either of those two since then.”

A few shocked gasps echo in the room, and one of them might even have escaped Eren himself.

“Wait, why not?” Connie asks, frowning.

Jean, the first one to recover from those news, rolls his eyes again and bends to say something in his ear.

“No way! You’re kidding, right?” Connie asks, eyes even bigger and rounder than usual.

“Okay, that’s enough gossiping,” Levi calls out. “Brats, get to bed already. You’re starting especially early and with a special round of exercises tomorrow morning.”

They all leave the room one by one, Jean grumbling about the alluded promised suffering of the next day. Eren trails behind everyone else, his legs having trouble carrying him up and along the corridor that leads away from the dinner room.

“Oi, Levi,” he hears Nanaba call over the noise of plates getting stacked together.

“What now?”

“Notice how they were surprised about a lot of what I said, but no one batted an eye when I mentioned your crush on Hange?”

There’s a short a silence then, disrupted only by the sound of dishes clanking against each other again, followed by a surprised huff from Nanaba.

“Careful, don’t drop them. They’ll be harder to clean if they’re in pieces, and you know I’ll be checking that you did it right.”

“Wow, you're really making me wash the dishes in your place? Man, you must be really pissed to give up your favorite hobby like that.”

Eren walks away faster after he hears Levi swear, and Nanaba’s answering laughter follows him up into the stairs to the dorm rooms.

#snk #shingeki no kyojin #snk drabble #levihan drabble #well sort of #the 104th kids #do i tag all the characters?? there are way too many omg #snk veterans #my stuff #that i deleted like an IDIOT #author is dumb but has reliable friends #woot woot ♥️♥️#mutuals #youre ackermine

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