Pairings:Armin Arlert & Annie LeonhartArmin Arlert/Annie Leonhart, Armin Arlert & Hitch Dreyse, minor/background Reiner Braun/Hitch Dreyse
Summary: It was supposed to be a simple summer for Annie: take the train, get to camp, deal with brats for three months, go home. She’d figure life out afterwards.
Then Armin Arlert entered the scene: ray of sunshine, romcom fan and optimist. Very stubborn as well. He made it his goal to brighten Annie’s stay at camp, while also doing his best to prove to her that not all rom-coms have to be the same.
She was skeptical of his preposition at first- but who knows what faith holds?
Chapter 1: Trains and accomodations
Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
Armin Arlert & Annie Leonhart
Armin Arlert/Annie Leonhart
Armin Arlert & Hitch Dreyse
minor/background Reiner Braun/Hitch Dreys
Alternate Universe - Summer Camp
Armin and Annie as camp counselors
Strangers to Lovers
It was supposed to be a simple summer for Annie: take the train, get to camp, deal with brats for three months, go home. She’d figure life out afterwards. Then Armin Arlert entered the scene: ray of sunshine, romcom fan and optimist. Very stubborn as well. He made it his goal to brighten Annie’s stay at camp, while also doing his best to prove to her that not all rom-coms have to be the same. She was skeptical of his preposition at first- but who knows what faith holds?
“Will I ever see you again?”
Someone pats her on the shoulder and her icy eyes open in brief panic; in the dying light of the evening, she makes out a woman’s figure in a uniform- probably a member of the staff- who nicely informs her that they’re nearing her station. The blonde can barely keep her eyes open as she nods in the woman’s direction and watches her vanish out of her sight.
Five more minutes, she thinks as she leans her head against the window, closing her eyes again.
She wrapped the bandage around his wounded arm, ignoring his question, cursing under her breath- who on earth falls on flat surface and ends up scratched as hell?
This dude, apparently.
She halts when the train stops and almost hits her head on the hard window.
“Thank you,” he said. She rose to her feet and nodded, helping him stand up. She was about to leave when he asked, again, if there’s any chance he’ll see her again. She turned to him with an annoyed look. ‘Seriously, just leave me alone already.’
The blonde hastly gathers all her things and stuffs them in her backpack before putting her hoodie on. She grabs her bags and looks around the empty boot, making sure she hasn’t forgotten anything.
“We’ll see,” she said, turning around again and opening the door. She couldn’t help the smile creeping onto her lips. “Maybe.”
Annie steps out of the train and onto the platform, dangling her bag on her shoulder. The mountain air is way freezier than she remembers, and she tightens her hoodie around her. She can’t believe she’s here again, in this small mountain town long forgotten by the world. She doesn’t necessarily hate it, no, she has some nice memories here from previous years.She wasn’t exactly planning on coming though- and then her former roommate, whom she had cut any contact with, found her on social media and persuaded her into coming.
Not that she had anything better to do anyway.
"Annie!" She can hear someone run towards her and soon enough she's being squeezed in an embrace, the sweet fragrance invading her nostrils.
"I've missed you so, so much! I can't believe you're actually here!" the person squirms.
The blonde smiles slightly as she places her hand on the other's back, patting it lightly. "Long time no see, Hitch."
Hitch steps back, a huge smile plastered on her face, her wavy hair perfectly framing her face. She whips some invisible tears and fans her face, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm gonna ruin my make-up."
Annie snorts lightly and moves her bag from one shoulder to the other. It's good to see her roommate hasn't changed one bit.
"You must be tired," Hitch says, noticing her movement.
"Eleven hours on the ride does that sometimes."
Hitch makes a face. "I could never."
The brunette takes Annie's hand and guides her out of the station to look for a taxi. They place her bag in the truck and hop on the back seats, Hitch gives the driver some instructions before completely turning her attention towards her blonde companion.
For the next twenty minutes or so, Hitch fills her in with everything that's happened during the past year, one drama after the other. How she failed her driving test twice before finally getting it right; how she and her friends covered their geography teacher’s house in toilet paper paper and almost got caught; how their math teacher, the shortest of midgets, managed to make seventeen people cry in less than five minutes; how someone freed a dog inside one of their school’s buildings; how she almost failed biology and then got into the University of Biology and Science.
By the time they get to camp, Annie knows all the spicy things from a town she's never been in.
Hitch pays the driver as Annie retrieves her bag.
"So we're roommates again," the brunette says, head over heels with excitement. She starts walking to the main building, followed closely by Annie.
"I have a feeling you have something to do with that."
Hitch sticks her tongue out, "Maybe."
The two get inside, where they are greeted by a few teenagers hanging around in the living room, their orange shirts standing out. Volunteers, Annie thinks. Her colleagues for the summer. The people she’ll spend long nights planning activities for the kids and tiresome days hiking around with.
Hitch starts climbing the steps, explaining to Annie that, this time, they got one of the rooms in the attic, one of those with a balcony. Annie vaguely remembers Hitch complaining about having no view or landscape last year, how am I supposed to have my morning coffee like this? She got what she wanted this time.
She also got four stories to climb each evening.
Once they get to the attic and Hitch starts digging her pockets for the key, Annie can't help but notice the box keeping one of the doors open. She doesn't want to be rude peering inside, but there is quite a big pile of books right at the entrance of the room. Whoever stays there must really like reading.
And Taylor Swift, judging on the music coming out.
"Alright," her roommate beams, full of excitement, "this-" she opens the door widely, "-is our sophisticated flat for the summer!"
The sophisticated flat is really just a double room with two beds on opposite sides, two nightstands, a low double wardrobe between them and an old TV on top of it. On the other side of the room are a table, two chairs, a mini-refrigerator and a microwave, and a wooden door. But the real attraction of their little flat is the balcony. A four feet long piece of cement, really, but a balcony nonetheless.
"How do you like it?" Hitch closes the door and hops on one of the beds.
Annie puts her bag at the other bed’s foot and lays down on the surprisingly comfortable mattress. "I wouldn't call it sophisticated, but it's certainly better than last year."
"I know, right?" Hitch jumps up and sprints to the other side of the room, which Annie hasn't really paid attention to. "We even have a microwave and a mini-refrigerator! And our own bathroom!" she squirms, pointing at the wooden door. "It's not that spacey, but it's big enough for two."
"I'm changing my mind, it actually is sophisticated."
"The perks of being an old volunteer," Hitch muses, a playful smile on her face.
Seeing Annie's tired expression, Hitch quickly finds an excuse to leave the room, saying that she has to sign some papers downstairs. She hands Annie a key and tells her she’ll find her in the common room.
Annie starts putting her things away. It doesn’t take more than thirty minutes to empty her bag into her half of the wardrobe. Once she’s done, she checks the time before deciding that a nap couldn’t hurt. So she tugs herself under the blankets and falls asleep to the low music coming from the person next door.
“You need to sign here,” the woman scratches the paper with her long, long nail, “and this is it. Thank you, enjoy your stay.” She snatches the pen from Annie’s fingers, hands her a plastic bag, and yells next! before the girl gets to say anything.
She sighs lightly and turns around, almost walking into the guy next in line. She mutters some apology and hurries out the door, looking for her roommate.
Dinner ended a couple minutes ago, but by the time Annie got there, no food was left.
Annie finds Hitch in the common room, chatting and laughing with the volunteers they saw earlier. She recognises some from last year, like the bulky blond sitting way too close to Hitch and the brunette dramatically waving her arms around , but there are also new faces in the room: the two guys on either side of the girl, and the ginger sitting a couple feet away from them, looking like some embarrassed older sibling.
Hitch notices her standing in the doorway and waves her over. She stands up and puts her arm around Annie’s shoulders.
“Everyone, this is Annie, my good friend and roommate. Annie, this is everyone.” Hitch motions around the room. “You remember Sasha,” the girl smiles even more and jumps up to give her a hug, which she gladly returns , “then we have Jean to her right and Connie to her left.” The two each smile and nod politely before returning to their conversation.
Hitch points at the embarrassed read-head, somehow making him look even more embarrassed. “The grumpy one is Flotch.”
“And you remember Reiner.”
Reiner goes in for a hug, but is denied and instead gets a fist dump.
“Aw, come on!” he laments. “Haven’t you missed me?”
“Not enough to hug you,” she jokes. “I’m glad to see you again though. You grew a beard.”
He reaches his hand to his chin, a satisfied smile on his face. “Yes. Doesn’t it suit me?”
“You look hideous,” Hitch says, making a face.
“I like it though,” he laments. Hitch sticks her tongue out.
Annie smiles to herself, seeing none of them has changed one bit.
There’s a low cracking noise coming from behind. Hitch turns a little too enthusiastically, her lips form a wide smile as she paces to the door, the others following her with their eyes. A boy is standing in the doorway, with a plastic bag similar to Annie's in one hand, some black jeans, and a deep blue shirt matching his eyes, highlighting his blonde hair, a kind yet quite confused look on his face.
Annie could swear she has seen him before.
"Armin!” Hitch beams, putting her arms around his shoulders. “Come and meet everyone."
Hitch introduces him to the others and he awkwardly shakes everyone’s hands. It becomes very obvious very quickly that he’s never been in such camps before. Soon enough everyone goes back to what they were doing before. Hitch tries to get Annie and Armin to join their conversation, with little to no success.
Once the room starts getting crowded, Annie excuses herself and retreats to her room, stopping by the schedule-board in the lobby on the way. She places her hands on her knees and squints her eyes at the board, not very sure where she should be looking- there are, like, a trillion sheets of paper hung on there. Her eyes settle on the most colorful one- it has lots of colors, it should be important.
Being busy finding her name and then trying to figure out what each color means- why are there so many colors?-, she doesn't notice the person standing to her right until she straightens up and dumps into them.
"My bad," they both hurry to apologise as Annie takes three steps back.
She squints her eyes at the blond guy, and his eyes get wider.
Then he laughs lightly, "It's the second time today."
It must be the same guy she walked into at the reception.
"Yeah, sorry about that," she mutters. "I should really start watching where I'm going."
"It's fine, really," he stumbles, rubbing the back of his neck.
They both stare at the floor for a solid fifteen seconds, Annie’s muddy shoes suddenly very interesting.
Annie narrows her eyes in frustration, her cheeks a little too warm.
“Do you happen to know what these colors mean?” the boy asks, facing the schedule board.
Annie turns around to have one more look at the board, though it is futile: those colors tell her nothing. Couldn’t they have put some kind of legend explaining them?
“Not really. I think they’ll explain everything in the meeting tomorrow.”
The two stand in silence for a while, looking at the board. Annie isn’t sure whether there will be a meeting or not, but she recalls one form last year.
“Well, nice chat,” Annie says, turning on her heels. “See you tomorrow.”
She doesn’t wait for an answer and starts walking away, her one and only purpose is getting to her room as fast as she can and finally rest properly.
Climbing the stairs to the attic, she starts searching her pockets for the key. She can hear footsteps behind her, along with some rustling, and peering behind she can see a pair of black jeans. She narrows her eyes, but doesn’t give it much thought. Once in the small unlit lobby, Annie tries to get the key in, with little to no success.
Someone turns a flashlight on, blinding the blonde for a mere second, then puts it on the door.
“Thought you could use some light,” he says. That blond again.
“Are you following me or anything?” Annie barks, this time annoyed.
He points at the other door, “I’m accommodated there.”
Annie lets a little oh escape her lips before turning around again and unlocking her door. She turns the light inside on and faces the boy, a little embarrassed for snapping like that.
“Thanks for the help.”
He smiles in response and moves to unlocking his own door, then turns the light inside on as well and they just stare at each other for a while.
“So Hitch got you into joining,” Annie says, leaning against the doorframe.
“She filled the form for me and let me know afterwards,” he laughed. “It was already done by the time I found out.”
“Sounds like her,” Annie smiles. “I’m sure you’ll like it here.”
“I hope so.” The boy plays with his bag a little, then raises his head and gives her one of the most beautiful smiles she has ever seen. “You’re Annie, right? I’ve heard a lot about you.”
Annie’s eyes widen slightly, then she remembers he’s from the same town as Hitch, and judging from the way he speaks about her, they must be friends.
“I’m Armin,” he says, holding his hand up. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”
Annie shakes his hand, "It's nice to meet you too."
Eros and Psyche but they are my fav couple of suns!! Requested by @/alolansoleil on twt💖 this was supposed to be a sketch but I loved the idea and I have no self control lol
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Flower Inspired Annie Fanart that I made for a dumb contest by the council of weebs from another school. Hhhh
Another OLD piece that i made cuz i was bored. I made this after a contest that i resent, and thought that it’ll be fun to experiment with brushes.
sexy fanart make brain go brrr
I finished it. Please enjoy it 💙
Aruani smut week should definitely follow up with, "Annie got very pregnant" week lmao.
When did you start to look at me that way?
For @scarlet-titan / @aruanidefensesquad. Happy Birthday, Toni!
AOT Events Historical Timeline (IMO)
We know that the world outside the walls of Attack on Titan is set around WW1-WW2 era by the time Grisha’s basement was revealed and when the Marley arc came out.
Canonically, the series starts off with the year 845 but I’ve tried laying it all out in my head based closely in terms of real world standards and here’s what I’ve come up with.
1935 (845) - Prologue // Wall Maria Falls
1940 (850) - Events from S1-S3 // Within the Walls
1944 (854) - Post-Time Skip // Rumbling Starts & Ends
1947 (857) - Epilogue // Aftermath of War
.AruAni Yall <3 I got inspired by @wierd-and-unusual after I seen his/her Amazing hanji x Levi art - I really wanted to do it to! BUT with Armin x Annie! aka AruAni!
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A fic draft
I like to think that Sasha would be a little chubby, but very little, like. Her usual shape but with some thickness going on.
It just that she eats a lot and could have a faster metabolism, and in canon we don't see that because she's a soldier, so she's training all the time helping her to be in shape.
But what if that wasn't the case. What if she wasn't a soldier but a normal citizen, she could have a little fat going on. But it would be nice if her character deals with the image of how people percieve her vs how she would like to be percieved as.
Everyone sees her as the "dumb girl who eats a lot", "eating is her personality trait", but she wants to be known for something more than that.
I thought about like, writing a fic, where all the 12 cadets deals with some drama or serious topics in their college life. For example.
Eren could deal with his not so typical family finding out his father has another son.
Jean and Marco have a special sort of relationship but i dont want it to be the typical "Jean uses Marco and Marco suffers for love" i would like to write something where Marco is not in love with Jean and same goes for him.
And also Marco's background.
Sasha deals with her image but not mainly on her physical appearance, but like i said, how she's percieved. And maybe allow herself to fall in love.
Connie could deal with his asexuality and the things he goes through that people often don't talk about in fics. (I love him so much as ace 🥺)
Reiner deals with depression and maybe DID. It would be really interesting to see something about Reiner's warrior persona which is meaner and not so friendly like his soldier persona.
Bertholdt definitely has to deal with his own personality and how he lacks determination, making him really insecure but that doesn't make him a good person, he has flaws led by those little bad traits that he can discover on how to be better and find a purpose in his life.
Annie could come from a harsh father making her really quiet and "a lone wolf" but the truth is, she doesn't exactly know how to be more social.
Armin is a good smart kid, but he actually deals with some insecurities that leds him to be a little manipulative towards other people.
Mikasa is a goth (i just have to) and has a hard crush on Eren but things are not so simple when her crush has a lot of shit going on in his head and maybe that could led her to discover more about relationships and how they are not so rosy.
In almost every fic Ymir and Historia are already a couple, but wouldn't be nice to see how their relationship develops? Or does it even? I would like to focus a lot on what the girls go through and Ymir's feelings.
I def would make something between Reiner and Eren but not something romantic. Just a connection. Since I would like to keep Reiner for someone else~~
This fic sounds so thick already by the amounts of ideas and topics and the fact that i don't even know how im gronna write this gives it a chance of me actually doing it of 20%. But hey! 20%!
crying about aot ships isnt a phase, its a life style