after an expedition wherein hanji was reckless
levi: you are forbidden from joining the upcoming mission
hanji: i am the commander, fuck you
levi: later. listen to me, four eyes….
jean who was only there to deliver news:
after an expedition wherein hanji was reckless
levi: you are forbidden from joining the upcoming mission
hanji: i am the commander, fuck you
levi: later. listen to me, four eyes….
jean who was only there to deliver news:
Your days in the Training Corp aren’t too out of the ordinary. You make friends, you train hard, and you eat dinner every day.
Oh, and you’re also hellbent on getting revenge against Humanity’s Strongest Soldier.
Helloooo, beautiful people. I’m so excited about this story! This is now the official first part of the series, so it’s a prequel to the three oneshots I’ve already posted. If you haven’t read them, no worries, you can read this just fine. If you want to, just know they all have an established relationship and will reference the past, so you may possibly get spoiled.
I plan for this to have five or so chapters, so buckle up, and as always, happy reading!
oh my god they were roomates | eren x reader smau
chapter eleven: best of both worlds
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You head a knock on your door before it opens. Eren pushes the door open with his foot, hands occupied with plates of pancakes with butter, mapple syrup and fruits. Your eyes looked up from the plate and was greeted by, yup, shirtless Eren with sweatpants and an apron covering his abs. It really was the best of both worlds, food & his hot body.
“Morning”
“Morning Jaeger”
“Like the view?”
“I love pancakes”
“Sure you do”
He places the plate on your bedside table and rushes to get something. He came back with a bed table and placed it on your legs and placed the plate infront of you.
“Enjoy loser”
Eren smiles and left you dumbfounded by his sudden kindeness. Eren turns around and you were blessed with the view of his back muscles bare and exposed in all its glory.
author’s note:
sorry for the slow and short updates, i’ve been very overwhelmed with school and this dog shit house and family and ive lost motivation to do everything at this point. my mental health isn’t the best rn but i i’ll be sure to post more when i get better. thank you for ur understanding and thank you for enjoying my series!!
LeviHan - a canonverse oneshot
Characters: Levi, Hange, Onyankopon, Jean, Armin, Sasha, Mikasa
Summary: Onyankopon gifts Hange a vinyl record player from Marley, and Levi uses it to help the dear Commander find a small moment of respite among her stressful duties.
Notes: Hange has been really sad lately in the anime, so here’s a happy Hange oneshot. The song Hange sings is called “Mrs.“ by Leon Bridges
AO3 link !
I’m re-watching snk from the beginning.
Damn, it hits so different when you know what will happen
I mean, it’s like oh, look, this person’ll die, this one too, oh, this one’ll be a bastard, oh damn my tears
Summary: after hearing about you getting into a fight with some Military Police, Erwin and Levi go to try and enlist you as a scout, much to Levi’s dismay. Though, after some months spent there, you found yourself to be disliked by many scouts.
(a/n: look at my baby his side profile he’s so beautiful. also i do not hate petra it’s just for the sake of the fic so please don’t @ me lmao)
You gripped your knees, your back hunched while your chest rose and sank as you tried to catch your breath. The reason you were running was that moments ago, some men tried to molest you. Though you were able to beat them down, you obviously didn’t want to stay around that area of filthy MPs. Yes, they were everywhere, but that particular place isn’t somewhere where you should be late in the evening. Only whores would walk around there. And you definitely aren’t one of them. You may have the face and figure of one, but you would never stoop to that level just to get money and to pleasure foul men who treat women as objects. It’s good that you’re poor because then you have loose clothes that don’t make your curvaceous body show.
Walking at a slower pace, you made your way to your ‘home’ which was just a place behind a store, which had sacks piled on top of each other, making it comfortable enough to sleep there rather than the gelid ground. And to be able to get the owner to let you stay there, you had a massive dispute that caused you to get attention to yourself and you were on the verge of pulling out the blade you keep in your boot. But now, you are on good terms with him.
A lot of the friends you had didn’t remain with you because of your temper. Or they would have been caught by the Military Police. Either way, you don’t have any of your past friends. Hey, it’s not your fault you would go out of control at any time, sometimes for no reason. Well, it is your fault but you didn’t make yourself this way, so tell that to whatever god is up there.