𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓽 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚

post war!mikasa ackerman who arrives a few hours later, the house cleaner and smelling better than ever, everything feels cleaner and easier to breath. "How do I thank you?" she tells you, leaving the bags of food and drinks by the kitchen door. "Please tell me." You smile sweetly, grabbing one of her hands and pushing the kitchen door open. "Let's cook together."

post war!mikasa ackerman who helps you like she can, she's never been a good cook but you teach her how to cut carrots correctly and how to crack an egg without the shell falling into the mixture.

post war!mikasa ackerman who sees the little smile on your face and doesn't understand how you are the same woman you fought beside her on the rumbling, how you were there too and you didn't relive it every night.

post war!mikasa ackerman who's been trying to be quieter during nights, she doesn't want to scare you with her nightmares or crying. She wants you to be at peace so she can be too.

post war!mikasa ackerman who, the first time you slip into her room and sit on the edge of her bed without a word, she freezes. But you just stay there, humming an old melody from your childhood days until her breathing evens out. She doesn't thank you out loud.

post war!mikasa ackerman who starts leaving little things for you in return. A perfectly sharpened knife on the counter, fresh flowers from the forest placed in a jar by your window, her own blanket draped over your chair when the evenings get cold. She never makes a big deal of it. It's her quiet way of saying stay.

post war!mikasa ackerman who begins to smile more when you two work in the garden together. Her hands are still the strongest you've ever seen, but now they move gently through the soil, planting vegetables. You catch her watching you sometimes when she thinks you're not looking, a soft confusion in her face because she can't figure out why your presence makes the heavy ache in her chest feel a little lighter.

post war!mikasa ackerman who tells you about Eren one rainy afternoon while you're both drying dishes. Her voice cracks only once. she doesn't cry, but her fingers tremble around the plate. You listen without trying to fix it, nodding and saying "I know" when the silence stretches too long. After that day, she starts seeking you out more, sitting closer on the porch swing, her shoulder brushing yours as the sun sets over the river.

post war!mikasa ackerman who realizes one quiet evening that she has been waiting for your footsteps every time you leave the house. The cottage feels too empty without you now. She watches you laugh at something silly she said (a rare comment that she didn't even realized it was funny) and feels her heart do a painful flip. It's not the fierce love she once knew. This one is gentler, scarier in its own way.

post war!mikasa ackerman who still has bad days where the grief sits on her heavy, but now she lets you pull her into a hug instead of pulling away. Your arms around her feel safe. she buries her face in your shoulder and breathes you in, the scent of fresh bread and home. She doesn't say i love you yet. The words feel too big, too soon. But she holds you a little tighter each time, hoping you understand what she can't voice.

post war!mikasa ackerman who falls asleep on your lap one night after a particularly hard day, her hair spilling across your thighs as the fire crackles softly. You stroke her head carefully, heart aching with both sadness and warmth. She looks peaceful like this, the lines of constant pain smoothed out. There will be more nightmares, more heavy silences, more bittersweet memories of a boy she loved and lost. But in this small cottage by the river, with the forest whispering outside, she's starting to believe she can carry it all without breaking. Maybe she can even learn to love again.

a/n: mikasa ackerman you're so dear to me<3 art by mochikuyo on x

“The brat” You heard Levi scream from the kitchen, and he soon appeared at the door of your room “Is your boyfriend going to have lunch here? Or with the cadets?”

Eren put his hand on his thigh, lying next to him on the bed, and Levi raised an eyebrow.

“Get your hand out of there, kid!” He threw the spoon at Eren who turned away laughing.

“No need to be jealous Captain Levi, I'm not going to steal your sister... well, I'll try” Yeager provoked, and received a curse from Levi who left the room and went back to the kitchen.

╰┈➤ TIME BREAK

The three of you were sitting at the table for one more meal a day. Eren ate calmly next to him while Levi was in front of you two, and didn't even pinch the food, looking with a deadly look at Eren.

“I don't want the bedroom door closed while he's here” Levi said, finally touching his food.

“You talk as if he wasn't here, Le” You grumbled taking a tablespoon to your mouth.

“You know that the door open or closed doesn't stop me from doing anything, right?” Eren blurted out, and you felt your cheeks burn.

“Oh, so you mean you two do things?” Levi squeezed the spoon in his hand, the knots getting totally white.

“N-no, brother!” You kicked Eren under the table “He just didn't know how to express himself very well!”

“I knew how to express myself correctly” He looked at you with an innocent look, not realizing the level of trouble he was getting into.

“That's enough!” Levi punched the table, making the plates and glasses shake “Yeager, get out of my house!”

“Brother, no-“

“Shut up” He got up going to the door opening it.

Eren sighed when he realized what he had done, and looked at you with guilt, getting up and walking out of the house. Levi slammed the door hard and passed by you, annoyed.

After a few hours, Levi knocked on your bedroom door calmly and you told him to come in. Already dressed in the sleepwear. You were lying down, enjoying the silence. He sat next to her and poked her lower back with his fingertip.

“Hey, little one” His deep voice called her “Look, I know I was very rude, but I need you to understand me. I thought a little and realized that it's no use arresting you if you're going to do it hidden, so just live. And please, no babies for now”

You sat on the bed, quickly, and felt the pressure drop a little.

“Levi!” You felt your face heat up with shame and a low giggle echoed through the small room of your room.

“Who laughed?” Levi stood up, looking at you with his head slightly tilted to the side “I can't believe it.”

Levi opened the closet door and a disheveled Eren, red face and red lips (because of the kisses you were exchanging) fell out.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?”

@suniverse-art and I got hit with the AU beam and this is the result! The Navi are so weird to draw it took me a minute or 5 to get used to their odd facial structure LOL.

Some ideas me and the bestie had were that the Marlian (Marleyan?) titan shifters were avatar drivers on an infiltration assignment from the chain of command from the human settlement on Pandora. Each avatar is given a tracker in their left arm and then a brand of the human coalition on top to solidify the skin to make it harder for the tracker to be removed and to mark their company property.

The Eldians are the native Navi, the tribe of the scouts from the show being lead by their chief Erwin. (Which Suni drew and he looks SO FOINE go see it when she posts. They live on top of a dense deposits of ice burst stone, which is a resource the Marley agency wants to get their hands on. Their avatars were assigned to pretend to be the last of a tribe that was recently decimated by the humans and to seek refuge in Erwin's tribe.

It'd be months after the war ended. Despite him retiring, the 104th kids still loved him and respected him, so he never had to be alone. There would always be someone popping by his house. Armin coming by for advice. Connie dropping by with his favourite tea. Jean visiting to rant to him about all the extra work he has to do now that he was a higher rank and a peace ambassador. Mikasa doesn't show up though, she never does.

Mikasa is the only one Levi attempts to keep in contact with. He sends her letters once a month, asking how she is. She doesn't respond, but that doesn't make him stop, just as the brats don't either.

One night, they invite him to a drink. And Levi, reluctantly, shows up.

Levi, as he is, acts indifferent to the kids and their unconditional affection for him, often acting annoyed when they show up. Even though he appreciates it greatly. And the kids know that too, so their previous Captain's unenthusiastic greetings never bothers them.

As the lot of them bicker and banter and argue, Levi watches quietly, sipping on his drink. He had been silent, as he usually is, not speaking a single word throughout the night except to order his drink and answer Armin's small talk. Connie and Jean are unbelievably noisy, both arguing over something intensely as Armin kept trying to calm them down. Usually, they'd try to be quieter in Levi's presence. They wouldn't admit it, but they were still lowkey afraid of the cold man. But tonight, they had enough to drink, and they were rowdy as fuck.

It was loud, louder than Levi would ever tolerate usually either, but he had enough to drink as well and so surprisingly it doesn't bother him as much as it would have. Instead of telling them to shut up, he listens to them absentmindedly.

"Oy, you dumbass!" He barks, "No one's going to agree with your stupid plan. You're gonna set a freaking world war again!" Connie, pissed by his interruption, jumps back to yelling at Jean again.

"So ask Captain!" Connie says loudly, "he'd agree with me! Right, captain Levi?" He turns to look at him hopefully. Levi was not listening at all. He doesn't even know what he's asking about. He stares at Connie blankly as Jean retaliates.

"..you guys.." Armin tries weekly, though his voice is meek and barely audible under the loud voices. He glanced at Levi warily, as if scared the captain was going to lose his temper.

But Levi wasn't angry. He was only mildly surprised.

"Hey, you lot..." He spoke quietly.

On cue, the bickering stopped, both Jean and Connie shutting their mouth and snapping their heads toward him, suddenly scared that they had crossed the line. But Levi only looked at them.

"Why do you still call me captain anyways," He asks, a frown on his face as he watches them with a quiet curiosity, "I haven't been that for a long time."

At this, the others fell silent. This was the last question they had expected him to ask. They glanced at each other uncomfortably, trying to figure out what to say. But what were they even supposed to answer to a question like that?

Connie and Armin muttered out soft noises of agreement. Levi stared at them for a second, his mouth slightly parted. He blinked, comsidering their words, thinking.

Jean was the first one to recover. "Sorry, cap," He grins, casually leaning back on his chair with his arms folded behind his head. "Once a captain, always a captain."

Once a captain, always a captain, huh?

Even with a fucked leg and one less eye?

He sighs. Then suddenly, look at Connie and ask, "What were you asking about?"

Connie, unable to believe his luck, stuttered for a few seconds. Then he rushed to elaborate his previous question, excitedly elaborating the point he'd referred to which was about a negotiation deal he'd suggested for the peace alliance between Marley and Paradis. And to no surprise, as Jean had said, it was horrible.

"Absolutely not," He started shaking his head before Connie could even finish, scowling disapprovingly. "Jean's right. Are you trying to start a global war again?"

Jean was absolutely gleeful. Not only had the captain directly acknowledged him, but also agreed with him. He shot a shit-eating grin at Connie who pouted. Meanwhile, Armin took the chance. It was so rare for Levi to ever join in conversations, he wanted to make the most of it. He leaned forward, his blue eyes gleaming. "What do you think about it anyways, captain Levi?" He asks eagerly. "About the peace alliance?"

Levi stared at him for a few seconds, watching the blonde boy's face light up with excitement as he waited for his response.

Suddenly, that's when it hit him. How important he was to these boys.

He thought he had lost everything when Hange and Erwin died, when the war was over, when he could no longer even stand up without a wheelchair and had to retire. He had spent days, wondering what was it, that he was still living for, what was the point of all of it? Nobody needed him anymore. Who was he if not humanity's strongest?

But he was here now, with a bunch of annoying brats who don't care that he's old and crippled, who respected him just as they had at the very beginning. They have come so far now, he thinks, further than he ever did. Then he ever could. They have changed the world. Armin was the literal commander, while he was nothing. But he still wanted acknowledgment from a man who cannot even walk on his own.

He smiled. Just barely. When had they grown so much?

It was a strange feeling, a feeling he had felt many times, though never as strongly as he did then. He felt pride. He was proud of them. Of each of them. Proud that they were his boys. Annoying fucking brats, but his boys nevertheless.

He leaned forward, reaching out to put a hand over Armin's head. Without a word, he ruffled his soft blonde hair fondly and Armin stilled, impossibly rigid, and so does the others. His soft, surprised blue eyes meet Levi's softer gray ones.

"You've done well," He tells him, his voice so gentle, uncharacteristically so. He looked at the others, "You two as well," He tells Connie and Jean, who gapes, staring at him with wide, shocked eyes.

"I'm proud of you. All of you." He says quietly. "Thank you,"

Then, he stood up, grabbed his crutch and limped off. The boys watched him confusedly, but no one stops him. They're too baffled to even speak, let alone move. Levi exits the room, and just as he does, he heard them break into murmers.

"What the fuck?" Jean was saying, struggling to get out the words, "What the fuck?"

Meanwhile, Armin sat quietly. He hadn't moved an inch. He sat in his seat completely still, still struggling to process what just happened. Jean and Connie nudged him warily, to which eh stirred slightly.

"Is his drink spiked?" Connie asks, grabbing the glass Levi had been drinking from, peering closely at the content.

"...huh?" He mumbles, his gaze unfocused.

"Nah man for real, life is so fucking unfair," Connie joins in, draping a hand over his eyes.

"You lucky bastard," Jean groans, "Why did it have to be you?"

Levi watches. He doesn't leave. He can't bring himself to leave. He leans on the doorstep, just out of view, but he's there. He listens as Connie says something and Jean bursts into laughter, Armin still stuttering over his words. He could see them from here, just a glimpse, but it's enough to make him stay.

There was a tight knot in his chest. As he was looking at them, he could almost see the others. Eren with his stupid temper and Mikasa trying to calm him down. He could almost picture Sasha gobbling down something greedily, completely unaware of the conversations going on the table. Historia would be there as well, sitting in a corner by herself, watching them with wide, curious eyes.

But there were others too. He saw Hange in there as well. They're totally drunk and giggling uncontrollably as Moblit tries to take the bottle away from them. Erwin watches them with amusement while Mike looks unamused, Nanaba was laughing her head off. They're younger here, unscathed. Hange has their eyes and Erwin has his arm. They looked happy, less tired, like they had no worries at all anymore. A scene from a life he had lost so long ago.

He sucked in a deep breath. It was loud enough for Armin to hear him. He turns around, his eyes finding Levi's.

Erwin and his blue eyes.

it was date night. one of the few nights where your boyfriend was free from his hero work. you were getting ready in your shared bedroom-- sitting in front of the vanity to finish your makeup. you smooth down your dress, standing up.

shoto was sitting on the bed behind you, looking down at his phone. you saw his reflection in the mirror, its likely that he was still working-- even if it is only sending emails. you turn to him, pointing an accusing finger at him "sho! stop working!"

he quickly shuts off his phone, "sorry my love, midoriya was asking me a few questions."

you strike a pose, hand on your hip, "forget that, tell me i ate with this look."

he pauses, a look of confusion of his face. "….youve eaten"

you shake your head, "no, no, no— say that i ate"

his brows knit together, his eyes looking to the side to comprehend the words you were saying. he looks back at you, "you… consumed the outfit."

you resist the urge to face palm, he could be so blunt sometimes "no, babe say 'you ate' with confidence."

"you ate.." his words are stiff.

you hug him, pressing your chest in his face. his large hands fall on your waist, his muffled voice not understandable. you pull away planting a kiss on his cheek, his face having the faintest tint of pink. you stand in between his spread legs, cupping his face in your hands.

he looks up at you, he covering your hands with his and tilts his head to the side. "im still confused," he admits, "if you already ate, are you sure you want to go out for dinner? i can find somewhere else if youre full."

you laugh at him, unable to stop for a few seconds. you calm down, coughing to make yourself focus. "sho, youre hilarious," you pull him up, "you didnt tell me you were a comedian."

"i dont understand whats funny," he replied, his face more puzzled than before.

you smile, "okay, new lesson. when i say i 'ate,' it means i look good."

he ponders for a moment, "... so you did not eat."

"not literally."

"and you still want to go out for dinner?"

"yep!"

"then why not just say that?"

you shrug, "maybe the brainrot is getting to me."

you saw his face show a look of horror and quicky corrected yourself, "again, not literally."

" …you ate," he repeats, more certain this time. your face brightens and you kiss him, "see youre getting it!"

blank period!eren , who sometimes woke up from fragmented memories of the future looking genuinely shaken, only calming down once you pulled him back into reality and rested your forehead against his, littering delicate kisses across his face to his collarbone lazily , as you drifted back to sleep.

blank period!eren , who started saying things like "i want you to live a long life" , "i can't give you the life you need" so often it almost became routine. at first it sounded sweet, until you noticed the sadness underneath it every single time. making you dwell on the countdown that eren had with him being a titan shifter , sometimes you caught yourself estimating how long you had left with him.

blank period!eren , who pulled away slightly whenever he realized he was getting too attached , because loving you made him selfish enough to want a future he knew he couldn’t have.

blank period!eren , who held your hand tightly while visiting Marley for the first time, eyes constantly scanning the crowded streets while you excitedly looked around. for everyone else it was a new world to explore — for him, it felt like walking through a graveyard only he could already see.

blank period!eren , who looked strangely distant during your nights in Marley, especially after seeing the refugees and children there. you’d catch him staring at people with this awful sadness in his eyes, like every interaction was engraving something deeper into him.

blank period!eren , who clung to you more subtly after Marley. lingering touches. sitting closer. pulling you to the side kiss you , to which sometimes became slow , passionate make out sessions. letting his hand rest over yours for just a second longer than usual. like part of him was already grieving the life he was about to destroy.

s4!eren , who changed so drastically it almost felt like watching someone fade away right in front of you. his voice calmer, his expressions emptier, every soft part of himself buried beneath layers of determination and grief.

s4!eren , who still loved you desperately despite how cold and cruel he acted, but convinced himself that pushing you away was kinder than making you watch him become a monster.

s4!eren , who looked exhausted whenever the two of you were alone together , the weight of the future and the rumbling slowly crushing whatever remained of the boy you first fell in love with.

s4!eren , who physically froze whenever you touched him unexpectedly after he returned from Marley , like affection itself had become something painful he no longer knew how to hold onto. at that point it didn't feel as of you to were together no more , you were just looking at the shell of the person you once knew.

s4!eren , who wanted to beg you to stay with him while simultaneously wanting you as far away from him as possible. everyone around you could see this relationship was toxic , especially for you , but no matter how much you were told you didnt have the heart to accept it.

s4!eren , who sat alone thinking about the rumbling for hours at a time, carrying the unbearable knowledge of what he was about to do while still remembering the children laughing in Marley, the crowds in the market, the life beyond the walls.

s4!eren , who loved you enough to want you to survive him, even if it meant letting you hate him forever.

— jean kirstein

blank period!jean , who took forever to confess because every single time he worked up the courage, he’d start overthinking everything halfway through. connie said he looked like he was preparing for execution instead of asking someone out.

blank period!jean , who eventually asked you to go stargazing with him after a full night of Sasha and Connie aggressively hyping him up beforehand, only to spend the actual confession staring at the ground and tripping over half his words.

blank period!jean , who internally thought he came across incredibly charming during that moment, meanwhile you could physically see how nervous he was by the way his ears turned red and how the back of his neck must be on fire by the amount of scratching he was doing.

blank period!jean , who loved the quieter routine of helping build the railway because for once it felt like everyone was working toward something hopeful instead of simply surviving.

blank period!jean , who always tried to pick the heavier work during railway construction so you wouldn’t overexert yourself, then immediately acted casual about it whenever you noticed.

blank period!jean , who absolutely adored sitting beside you on the unfinished tracks during breaks, shoulders pressed together while the others argued nearby. those moments became some of the few times he genuinely felt peaceful.

blank period!jean , who started imagining impossible futures during those years. little things — teaching you how to ride horses more skillfully, buying a home somewhere quieter someday, growing older without constantly preparing for death.

blank period!jean , who noticed Eren changing long before he knew why, and sometimes caught himself watching him with this growing unease in his chest whenever the group was together. he would confide in you to check if he was going crazy or not.

blank period!jean , who got weirdly protective during the Marley trip, constantly keeping track of where you were in the crowds even while pretending he was 'totally relaxed.' he ended up being quite handsy, occasionally squeezing you waist to get a reaction out of you.

blank period!jean , who looked completely fascinated wandering through Marley with you despite himself. the food, the lights, the technology — he kept making little sarcastic comments to hide how overwhelmed he actually was.

blank period!jean , who couldn’t stop staring at you after you tried ice cream for the first time in Marley because your excitement made the entire terrifying trip feel normal for a few minutes.

blank period!jean , who felt sick after seeing how people lived in Marley because suddenly the world became so much bigger and more complicated than the hatred he’d spent his whole life growing up with.

blank period!jean , who slowly realized during those years that loving you made him more afraid of dying than ever before.

s4!jean , who became the kind of person everyone naturally leaned on without even realizing it, carrying responsibility so quietly that most people forgot how exhausted he actually was underneath it all.

s4!jean , who loved you through actions more than words now — adjusting your harness before missions, making sure you ate first and were taking care of yourself, instinctively standing closer whenever things became dangerous.

s4!jean , who looked older after Marley and the rumbling began, grief and stress settling heavily into his features despite still trying to keep everyone grounded.

s4!jean , who argued with himself constantly over Eren because part of him still missed the reckless idiot he grew up beside, while another part couldn’t forgive what Eren was becoming.

s4!jean , who held you especially tightly after learning about the rumbling because suddenly the possibility of losing everything didn’t feel distant anymore — it was happening.

s4!jean , who secretly hated how much he still dreamed about a peaceful life with you even while the world was ending around him. loosing sasha chipped away at him , he didn't speak that night in bed with you , so wound up in his own thoughts.

s4!jean , who would rest his forehead against yours after particularly horrific days, eyes closed while you held onto each other in silence because neither of you really had words left anymore.

s4!jean , who still found himself thinking about those scout days constantly during the rumbling — the sunsets , the loud dinners , the silly chaos with you , sasha and connie , everyone laughing together before everything fell apart.

— levi ackerman

pre-s4!levi , who shows love in the smallest , faint ways imaginable. refilling your teacup before you notice it’s empty , adjusting your cloak when it slips off your shoulders , making space for you beside him without saying a word.

pre-s4!levi , who isn’t huge on PDA, but absolutely will steal quick kisses when nobody’s paying attention — especially during quieter moments in empty hallways or late nights in the office. kissing you like he’s trying to memorise you. one hand against your jaw , slow and thorough , lingering for a second longer every single time before pulling away.

pre-s4!levi , who is deeply touch starved without fully realizing it himself , instinctively relaxing whenever you rest against him after long days. even though he acts mildly annoyed whenever you interrupt him while he’s working , yet the second you lean down to kiss him he’s already pulling you closer by the waist without even looking up from the paperwork.

pre-s4!levi , who loves when you sit in his lap while he’s drinking tea late at night, one arm naturally wrapping around your waist like it belongs there. and i assure once that tea cup is finished he gets surprisingly handsy , which turn into makeout sessions, and despite how composed he usually is , his fingers are pressing into your hips or sliding beneath your shirt almost absentmindedly while kissing you deeper.

pre-s4!levi , who absolutely notices every tiny habit you have despite pretending not to. the way you stir tea, how you fidget when nervous, the exact expression you make before realising his naughty insinuations.

pre-s4!levi , who trusts you enough to let you patch him up after missions , even if he still complains the entire time about how much it stings , and how youre not doing it 'right'.

pre-s4!levi , who lets very few people see him vulnerable , but eventually starts allowing himself to visibly lean on you after difficult missions instead of carrying every burden alone.

pre-s4!levi , who kisses you differently depending on his mood. exhausted kisses against your forehead after difficult missions. lazy morning kisses before either of you gets up. desperate ones after almost losing you.

s4!levi , who became even quieter than before during the rumbling , carrying grief so deeply that sometimes the only indication of it was the way his expression seemed just a little more tired whenever he looked at the people he still had left. this lead levi to become far clingier after nearly losing everything , pulling you into deep exhausting kisses whenever he returned safely because surviving no longer felt guaranteed anymore.

s4!levi , who hated needing help after being injured , yet slowly stopped resisting when it came from you — letting you help him sit up , clean wounds , or steady him while walking even if it bruised his pride a little.

s4!levi , who had nightmares more frequently after everything fell apart , though he rarely talked about them directly. you’d only know because sometimes you’d wake up to him already sitting awake beside the window before sunrise.

s4!levi , who looked emotionally drained by the end of the rumbling , yet still softened immediately whenever you touched his face or rested your forehead against his. he also found himself holding onto you more tightly after losing so many comrades , grief making the thought of losing one more person unbearable.

— mikasa ackerman

blank period!mikasa

s4!mikasa ill get to it </3

— reiner braun

s1-3!reiner

s4!reiner ill get to it </3

a/n ; this may be ooc since i rushed it a bit srry lol and its been a while since i fully rewatched aot. later on i might add s1-3 or js more hcs for the rest but i aint so bothered/so tired AND ILL FINISH MIKASA AND REINERS IN A BIT my mind is js blank/tired. im gonna make another post for post!war hcs!!

Eren; It was while you played in the ocean. You were messing around with Sasha when a piece of  seaweed touched your foot. Having never seen seaweed before, you panicked and threw yourself at the nearest person for safety - that person was Eren Jeager. Taken aback by the sudden weight, he fell into the ocean, you along with him. You apologised profusely while helping him out of the water, but he just stood there. You watched him carefully as he moved the hair out his face. You worried that you might have hurt him during the fall, so you asked if he were alright. Again, you were met with silence. You looked back at the others for support, but were cut off by Eren laughing. He let out the most genuine belly-laugh you had ever heard. He was smiling like an idiot, keeling over as he clutched his stomach. Your heart squeezed, as did the others. Eren hadn't laughed, nor smiled, in months. You soon giggled along with him. You even held onto his arm for support. Once he'd calmed down, he looked at you, from your eyes to your lips. He uttered a small "thank you," before pulling you into a deep hug.

Mikasa; It was just a normal day. You had been doing your chores around the garrison and were now eating your fill, along side Connie and Sasha, in the mess hall. The two you were sat with were, once again, arguing over food. They bickered like children, throwing food and hurling insults at one another. You laughed at them, dodging the occasional piece of bread that came flying your way. Mikasa was stood at the door, staring at you in awe. The way the sun fell over your hair and framed you face was like something out of a renaissance paining. She admired your every crevice. From the way your nose curved to the shape of your lips as you smiled. She saw how your uniform draped over your shoulders as they bounced while you laughed. She was stood far away but could still see your eyes as the shone in the light. As far as she could tell, you were glowing. You were radiating serenity - the kind she'd been looking for her whole life. She'd never seen you in this light before, it caught her off guard. The more she watched on the darker her blush got.

Armin; He'd liked you since you were kids but fell head over heals for you when you saved him from a titan. He had been assigned a separate group from you during a mission beyond the walls and you were leading a rescue squad to his distress signal. You found him being cornered into a tree by two small titans. He was waving his swords at them helplessly, begging for them to not eat him. You made quick work of the two titans, cutting them both down in the same motion. He watched you wipe off your blades as you asked if he was alright. He was so thankful you'd saved him, he started babbling on about him repaying you. You shushed him and told him that if he were to make it out alive, that would be payment enough.  He knew then he'd marry you.

Marco; When you were injured while on a mission beyond the walls. He'd never felt so strongly for someone before. He sat with you on the ride back into the walls, the whole time he was gawking at your injuries. He held onto your hand tightly while he cried into his sleeve. Jean, who was riding a horse next to the cart the two of you were in, asked why he was so upset, you'd survived hadn't you? Marco just shrugged, unsure how to answer, but the aching in his heart answered for him. He stared at Jean, a broken expression on his face. Jean knew, just from that look, that Marco loved you.

Jean; On a day off you'd gone to the market place. There was a band playing in the square. Some people were drinking and laughing, others were just passing through. There was a group of people dancing to the music. You and Jean watched on in awe. You were mesmerised by the way the women's dresses flowed as they danced and Jean watch as the men moved freely as they sways their partners around. While you watched on, someone pulled you in. You were a little shocked, but took to it straight away and started dancing with the others. Jean eyes gazed over your dancing figure. You were beautiful. Truly beautiful. He was so entranced by you he hadn't notice you nearing him. You stood in front of him and gave him a mischievous smile. He cocked a brow at your expression, but before he could ask you pulled him into the circle. His hand naturally glided to your waist and yours to his shoulder, your bodies held close. The two of you swayed together in rhythm with the music. His chest tightened as he stared at your smile. There was no doubt in his mind, he loved you.

Connie; You'd both been drinking. While it wasn't illegal to drink at your age, but it wasn't smart. You both knew you had training in the morning but you drank anyways. Connie had convinced you, or vice versa, at this point you couldn't remember. Neither of you were light-weights but between you, you'd had gone through nearly a barrel of ale. You didn't feel as drunk as you were but still you ended up throwing up really badly. Maybe it was the fact that this was your first time drinking in months or the fact you and the ale tasted like shit, either way, you were hacking up as much as your body would let you. Connie panicked a little, you were both in no fit state and it was hard too see in the dark, but you were his first priority.  He comforted you, moving any hair out of the way as you threw up. After a while, you'd appeared to have finished, or at least calmed down. The two of you slumped down against a tree. You tried to say sorry but the soreness of your throat wouldn't let you. He shushed you, pulling your head against his shoulder. He told you to rest, he explained that he'd take responsibility for the two of you being late in the morning. While you rested, he could hear you softly snoring to yourself, a sting of dribble hanging from your mouth. He thought you were so cute. And even though you were in a vulnerable position, you trusted him to take care of you and that meant the whole world to him.

Sasha; You'd gone hunting with her and finally managed to kill the boar you'd wanted to for weeks. In celebration, you flung your arms around her nuzzling your face into her neck as you squealed with joy. She felt so warm and fuzzy, she hadn't felt that way before. It was new, refreshing even; like a breath of fresh air. She held you there, close to her chest, for a few moments more before she began jumping for joy with you. On the way back to camp, you both gushed over what dish you were going to cook with all the meat you now had.

Levi; You left him a note one day when you were sent on a mission. It read: while I am gone, remember to stay healthy. Asshole. Notes were your thing, but for some reason this one made Levi's heart skip a beat, a rare smile found it way across his cheeks.He replied to the note in his head: as long as you promise to come back to me, dumbass. He wouldn't admit it aloud but he was giddy with excitement waiting for you to return.

Hange; You brought them a Titan back from one of your missions. It was one that they'd had a hard time capturing, an abnormal beyond the walls that Hange desperately wanted to study; they'd already named it Alexander. When they realised you'd risked your life to help their studies and free humanity, they knew you meant more to them than they could fathom.

Erwin; You'd been gone for nearly a month. Your convoy had been spilt up from the main unit and everything had gone horrible wrong. You were outside the walls for 3 and a half weeks before you found your way back. You and one other in your unit had survived, out of the 28 that been split. When he saw your face he nearly fainted. Your whole unit had been presumed dead, the probability of your survival was less than 0.067%.  You and your other comrade were malnourished and dehydrated, they had lost an arm in the carnage. You only survived because of the sacrifices made by the other members of your unit, who'd unknowing donated their gas and gear through their deaths. No one could believe it, you both became legends, both being awarded medals for your bravery. It wasn't like Erwin to loose his composer but you seemed like an angel in that moment, as you were brought to the safety of the walls. He stared through you, like you weren't real, his legs moving on their own as he stumbled to you, slumping his arms around you, pulling you in for an embrace he swore he'd never release.

Reiner; You followed him. After he betrayed everyone and left with Bertholdt and Ymir. You followed him on your own volition. He was at a loss for words, he betrayed you, as if he'd murdered your friends and family with his own hands. Still you were soft with him, asking if he was okay, telling him you'd be fine no matter what happened, you'd stay with him. You knew he didn't want to do the things he was forced to do, and you were willing to hear him out. He just listen to you talk, slack-jawed, that someone as kind as you had come into his life to guide him down the right path. He was in awe of you and he knew he'd do whatever it takes to keep you safe in Marley. 

Bertholdt; You knew his secret and confronted him about it. You told him after everything you still loved him and that if he needed saving you'd be right there to do it. They were the words he'd wanted to hear his whole life and he was so happy they'd come from you. He sought comfort in you from then on and invited you to talk with Reiner about going back with them. 

Annie;

It was while she was in her crystal, you had visited her any chance you got, explaining the situation to her. You'd known she was the female titan before her reveal, and you confessed that too her crystal. You cried as you explained that you wish you could have stopped her, or at least found a way to help her. You been talking to Reiner about it all, as you figured out their secret to. He'd agreed to take you to Liberio with them, as long as you pledged allegiance to Marley. They were empty words, but you did so anyways, and conjured up a plan to rescue her.

Porco;

He'd known for a while that he liked you but being the stubborn ass he is, he denied and denied his feelings until it was you who confessed to him. He had convinced himself that relations like that were pointless, given his limited lifespan. During your confession, you mentioned that even though he didn't have long to live you were happy with any amount of time with him because your forever could be even better than nothing at all. He was at a loss for words, in disbelief that you'd be willing to go through that for him.

Pieck;

She'd liked you for years, but never really found the time to talk about it with you because she'd been deployed to Paradis. The most casual confession known to man. You were sure she hadn't realised what she'd said. She'd finished reading a book she'd recommended a millennium ago and were talking to her over how the characters had fallen for one another. She simply replied with "yeah, I think he fell for her the same way I fell for you, Y/N". You eyed her cautiously, she wasn't even looking at you, she was just sorting through her papers. A gargled string of flustered sounds made it way out of you mouth in response, unable to form a real sentence. Finally she looked up from her work, smiling at you knowing, she had no doubts that you liked her back so she felt no need to tip-toe around the subject. 

Zeke;

He knew when you were walking along the docs with him. He was having a smoke, basking in the sunset, it was the calmest he'd felt in months. Looking to you, he saw that you were messing around with a piece of seaweed that had found its way to the waters surface. He saw how you absentmindedly played with it, it brought him peace that you could still find joy in the little things, despite what you had witnessed. Seeing you lit by the setting sun, finding solace in his company was enough to solidify the rising emotions in his heart.