back from grocery date

EMA in Hogwart’s Train

quick doodle for eren’s birthday

Miss Mikasa Ackerman ✨

Eren: ı m here because for payback,
*Eren transforms
Reiner:

This is so sad…

(Give me a fucking credit when you sharw in Instagram or prepare yourself for have a row.)

Just try to wake him up normally at once,please.

Quick ereri doodle

no but like the way that season 4 eren could kick me in the face and I would pay him to do it again

Pairing: Eren Jaeger x Female Scout Reader
Characters: Eren Jaeger, Hange Zoë
Rating: NSFW
Content: Voyeurism, overpowering/manhandling, choking, knife play, edging, creampie, crying, he do be kinda rough doe O_O

Okay so y’all know how much I simp for Levi but Eren be hitting kinda different lately. Also while finishing writing this I was drunk again so like sorry if it makes no sense

This is set in the Season 4 time where Eren is 19. Also don’t worry! There are no spoilers for the final season in here :) but there may be some spoilers for the other 3 seasons so please be cautious if you haven’t caught up!
Also this one is also lowkey a bit dark, Eren’s a manipulative little shit who also slightly cuts you with a blade, but he knows your limits and will stop if you want!

For context: Eren has been locked up in a cell and you’ve requested to speak with him

You never liked the lower level of the building. It’s always been so dark and cold, somewhere you never thought you’d willingly go to.
“If I may, why is it you wanna see Eren again?” Hange asks, spinning a key around on their slim fingers. 
Your keep your eyes to the ground, watching as you take those last few steps down the poorly built, stone staircase. “Figured I should check up on him. It’s been a while and I really haven’t had much time alone with him since…” Your mind takes you back to the days that felt just that little more simpler. When it was just standing on the wall and watching for titans that may try and breach, the thought of traitors far from anyone’s mind. 
“Well… it’s been a few years I can tell you that.” You chuckle to yourself. 
Hange flashes you a sympathetic smile as you reach the wooden door that connects to the room of cells. “I can’t really say for certain but who knows, maybe he’ll be happy there’s someone to come see him.” They push open the door.
Your feet carry you to the very last cell, the one you knew Eren would be held in. Now only being the time where you look up. Your eyes catch against his strident green, intense, cold enough to make you step back. 

“Eren.” You exhale, glancing down at his figure. Since you saw him last he’s grown exponentially. His body seems slimmer and his hair now long and tied back into a half-bun. You curse yourself for looking just that little bit longer at his exposed upper-half.
Hange stands by your side, giving him a slight warning through their eyes to behave. 
You peep at the key still held between their fingers. “Hange–?” You bite your thumb nail, wondering whether or not you should ask. “Could I please step inside?” 
Hange seems taken aback, mumbling something about dangerous prisoners. Yet, they hesitantly agree. Eren’s eyes have never left your face almost as if he were studying it, trying to memorise every little feature. 
You smile warmly at Hange, thanking them for being so lenient. With one click of the lock, the metal door swings open. Creaking in its old age. 
You take a deep breath before stepping inside.

“I’ll let you speak privately, if you need me please call out, Y/N.” Hange announces before taking their leave. 
Here you stand, face-to-face with Eren Jeager. You look around the cell, fairly bigger than what you expected. A rotted looking sink stands against the wall to your left with a sorry excuse for a bed on the right. 
“What do you want.” His voice made it out as a question but his face was that of one who didn’t care for an answer. 
You walk past him and sit against the far wall. “Is it so awful to want to see a friend?” You ask as you watch him slowly make his way over to you.
“Is that what we are?” He crouches down in front of you, balancing on the tips of his feet. “Friends?” There was something sinister about his words, one that you had never heard before. Sure, there was angry Eren but this was something new entirely. 
“Call it what you may, I wanted to come see you.” You say, raising an eyebrow.
Eren laughs coldly. “How noble of you.” He tilts his head, the loose hairs around his face falling to the side. 
“I see you’re still as stubborn as ever.” You spit back, slightly surprised at yourself for becoming so defensive.
Eren stands to his feet. “I never asked you to come here.” He states, venom dripping from his words. 
“Oh so you like being alone here with no one to talk to. My mistake.” You huff, annoyed that he won’t even make the effort to hold a conversation. 
“Yeah. Your mistake.”
His words make you scoff yet he pays no mind to you. He just simply stares into the mirror above the sink. “You know what–” You throw your hands on your hips. “Fuck you, Eren. You may be a founding fucking titan or whatever but that doesn’t mean I have to put up with your shit.” You huff angrily before stomping over to the cell door. “Han–” Your call for Hange is swiftly cut off by Eren’s hand over your mouth. 

Eren stands with his back pressed to yours, his free hand just barely grazing over your hip. “Nice to see you still have that fire to you.” He whispers in your ear. The hairs on your arms stand on end.
You throw your head to the side, removing your mouth from his hand. “Get the fuck off of me, asshole. You had your shot to play nice.” 
Eren chuckles to himself. “You really think I’m trying to play nice?” 
A chill runs down your spine. “Tell me… you still keep a knife strapped to your thigh?” You feel the cool metal of a blade tip perched beneath your chin, unable to comprehend when he even grabbed it. 
“Extra protection. Seems I let my guard down.” You exhale, working double-time to think of ways you can get out safely. 
Eren grazes his fingertips over the wraps of leather on your thigh. “Seems so.” He presses the knife deeper against your skin, still not hard enough to break through. Your head tilts back onto his shoulder, avoiding being cut.
“Alright alright what is it you want Eren.” You scoff, wondering whether or not he was wanting something out of you.
“Oh…?” He pauses as his hand trails further up to your hip. “What happened to ‘fuck you’?” He asks, mocking your angry tone. “Unless you meant that as a request.” Eren’s lips graze over your exposed neck. His hot breath makes you shiver. 
“Get the hell off of me.” You command through clenched teeth. 
Eren seems unfazed, keeping you pressed against his muscular body. “Why did you really come here?” He asks, now connecting his lips to the sweet spot on your neck.
“I already t-told you.” You words shake at his contrasting actions. The soft kisses but knife still pressed to your chin. “Eren this isn’t funny.” You whine, dropping your defensive state.

“Never said it was.” His free hand reaches up to your chest making no hesitation to grope at you. 
Eren slips his knee between your legs, keeping you held up against the cell bars. You resist the urge to rock your hips against him, not wanting to give in to his sadistic nature. 
“What’s wrong? You were so quick to cuss me out before and not your lips are sealed shut.” You know that if you were to open your mouth you’d slip out a sound you don’t dare for him to hear. 
“Sh-shut up.” He presses the knife harder against your skin, causing you to wince. You feel the tip of blade pierce into your flesh. A shiver runs down your back with a sensation completely foreign to your body. Sure, you’ve been hurt in battle, but this is something different entirely.
Eren takes notice of the small stream of blood trickling down your neck. With your eyes still intensely watching him, he licks the blade clean before grazing it up your thigh. With no stress on your neck, you let your head hang back down.
“Oh no you fucking don’t.” Eren hisses before choking you with his free hand. You throw your head back onto his shoulder, gasping for air. The trail of blood from your neck soaks into your shirt collar, staining it a bright red. 

The blade slowly travels from your thigh to your crotch. You shudder at the sensation through your pants, almost aching for stimulation. Your hips rock forward against it.
Eren snickers at your desperation. “So that’s what you want huh?” He tears the seam of your pants with the knife, leaving you completely exposed. The cool metal taps gently against your clit. You gasp for air due to both disbelief and his hand still wrapped around your neck. With his saliva still coated against the sharpened tip, he rubs the blade against you, almost as if he were using it to replace fingers. 
A groan echoes from the back of your throat, your eyes water at the pleasure. “P-please Eren–” You whisper breathily, gripping his working wrist with both hands. “Don’t- don’t stop.” You scream at yourself internally for giving in to your masochistic side, but it just feels too good. 
“How cute. Gonna come against your own blade?” He teases, rubbing it faster against you. Your back arches off of him with your head still resting on his shoulder.
“Eren–!” You gasp, vastly approaching an orgasm that you hadn’t expected to have. One of your hands abandons his wrist to grip the back of his neck, digging your nails into his skin. 
Eren laughs lowly. His chest rumbles against your back. “Keep saying my name like that.” He whispers into your ear. 
“E-echoes down here, don’t w-want Hange to hear.” You whine, already feeling your muscles slight spasms through your build-up. 
He inhales deeply. “Alright then.” Just as you veer over the edge, Eren takes away the blade. Denying you of your orgasm.

You eyes dart up to his, desperation made painfully clear as you look at his with furrowed brows. “Eren what the fu–”
“You’re the one who said you didn’t want them to hear.” He smirks.
You catch your tongue between your teeth, frustrated at his deliberate obedience. “I just… I meant…”
“Meant what?” He asks, returning his lips to your neck. Your cheeks flush to a bright red, embarrassed that you let yourself fall to his mercy so easily. “Aww what’s wrong?” Eren cooes, tilting your head up and forcing you to look back into his eyes. Your lips just barely grazing his. “You wanna come that badly?” 
You whimper, letting your hips urge forward towards his wrist that still hung right by your thigh. Even though you say no words, he understands completely. The blade swiftly returns back to your clit, the icy feel once again taking you by surprise. You knees start to give out but Eren is quick to hook one over his arm, spreading yourself further out on display. Your eyes dart down to his actions. It all appears so sadistically enchanting.
With Eren whispering viciously degrading words in your ear, it takes even less time to return back to the build-up you had craved. Your moans turn to whines of approval as you grow all the more closer. So close. You just need that little bit more. Eren chuckles deeply removing the blade. A sound that could only come close to a growl escapes from your mouth.
“Patience.” He smiles maliciously. The blade returns, your body jolts at the sudden stimulation from your edging. You seem to pick up right from where you were, just at the edge. 

Eren repeats edging you over and over again. You fight back the tears of desperation welling in your eyes. It feels as if a singular touch could send you to your climax. 
Eren raises the blade and brings it down onto your clit, smacking you with the side of the knife. Just as suspected, you fall to the ground. Your muscles spasming through your orgasm that feels twice as intense as usual.
Eren looks down at you with a shit-eating grin. “Like being smacked that much?” He teases. 
With your body still trembling, you look up into his eyes. “F-fuck you.” Your whiney and breathy tone seems to make him laugh.
“Maybe if you ask nicely.” He titters, squatting back down to your level. His natural musk fills your nose sending your eyes rolling back as you flutter your eyelashes. Erens thumb rests on your chin. “Seems it won’t take too much convincing.” 
You slap his hand away and stand to your feet as best as possibly with shaking legs. His slick smile sets ablaze a fiery anger to your chest. “What’re you smirking at?” You huff, gripping the bars of the cell door for balance. 
With his eyes still fixated on yours, he licks the blade clean once more. You feel that familiar electricity of arousal stir in your core as he slowly steps towards you, caging you in by gripping the bars by your head. 
Eren dips his head down, lips brushing over your own. His slight breaths fan against your top lip. 
It’s too much to handle. There’s something animalistic within you that needs him to take you right there. You slightly scold yourself all the while unable to think about anything else.
His harsh green eyes pierce right into your soul before he takes a breath. One of his hands hooking his thumb in the hem of his pants. “Beg or I won’t do it.” 
You trail your hand up his bare chest and rub yourself against his hardened crotch. “Please, Eren…” You whimper, tugging his pants down for him.
~~~~~
Eren slips between your legs, the tip of his cock hovering by your entrance. You whimper in anticipation. He pushes himself inside, leaving no time for you to adjust to him. You gasp at the sudden sensation. His cock stretching you out more than you’ve ever felt before.
Your legs almost give out but he hooks his arms under your knees and holds you in the air, forcing you to bounce on him. You utterly fail to keep yourself from moaning. Your mind going completely blank from anything that isn’t how badly you want him. You hands snake to the back of his neck, desperate to hold on to something. 
“I’ve barely even fucked you and you’re already this needy?” He scoffs, making you to bounce faster as he thrusts up. The overwhelming pressure in your hips forces you to whine, his size was one you hadn’t anticipated in the slightest. 
As Eren whispers dirty praises in your ear, you tighten around him.
“Come on, pretty girl. I wanna watch you fall apart.” He hums before biting down on your neck and carrying you over towards the sink where he watches you through the mirror.
You don’t know if it’s his thrusts or the sight of yourself falling completely slave to his cock, but the intensity grows. You cry out his name and beg for release, an action you never thought you’d be doing. Especially not with him.
Eren’s eyes remain trained on your flushed face, your tongue slightly sticking out from your mouth. “Good girl. You’re gonna come when I tell you, okay?” He whispers, sending chills down your spine. Quiet whimpers are all you can muster for a response, yet, he seems to understand. 
With his speed doubling over, the burning sensation in your stomach grows to hot, white blazes. Through watery eyes, you see Eren smirking with his lips just barely grazing your neck where he sunk his teeth into. With one sudden snap of his hips, you cry out. Begging him for the release that you craved. Eren sneers at your noises of pure pleasure that can’t help but escape past your parted lips.
Even as you reach that climb, just barely holding back from reaching your climax, you obey his orders. Not letting yourself get the release that’s clouded your mind with lust.
“Okay okay I’ll stop teasing,” He laughs, running his tongue over the bite marks on your neck. “Come for me.” 
Three simple words is all it takes for you to come completely undone. Your legs and hips tremble in his strong arms that still keep you held out on display. You feel his chest heaving against your back.

Following suit of your orgasm, he lets you back down. With no further warning, you’re bent over in front of him. “W-wait! Slow down!” You cry out as he suddenly thrusts himself further into your insides than you thought possible. You can already feel the aching in your hips from his vicious movements. 
Eren grabs a handful of your hair and pulls your head back for you to look at him. “Slow down? That won’t do.” With a slick smile he snaps his hips harder into you, reaching further than before. You let out a scream of pain, not caring at this point if anyone hears. You insides feel as though they’re tearing. You wince and groan, unable to form any sort of sentence. 
Eren growls and tightens his grip on your wrists that fit in just one of his hands. “Aww I bet it hurts real bad huh?” He teases, landing a slap on your ass. You can already feel the handprint turning bright red. 
Tears stream from your eyes as you choke for air. “Please Eren!” Your voice breaks as you beg for him to ease up. Your body becoming completely overstimulated.
He simply ignores your cries and continues brutally thrusting inside you. The hand gripping your hips already leaving deep blue bruises. You unconsciously tighten around him, forcing a sharp inhale from his lips. 
“Don’t fucking do that.” He groans. His voice makes it seem like a threat but you know too well that he wants more.

You can feel the knot in your stomach tightening once more. Your face flushes to a bright red along with your chest. Eren takes notice and smirks down at you. 
“Gonna come for a third time?” He asks cockily. 
You babble incoherently, still not able to speak as he rams himself harder inside you. You know that he’s also close, you can tell from his moans. They’re deeper and breathier than before, almost as if he were whining. 
“You’re gonna be a good girl and take it all.” He commands, pulling your hair back once more. You nod and squeeze your eyes shut, chasing your own orgasm as he does the same. You assist him by tightening again, this time on purpose. 
Eren throws his head back, moaning out you name. “Fuck- like that–” He praises, snapping his hips just that little bit faster to reach his climax. Just as you begin yours, he does the same. You barely notice his cum filling you up as you begin to tremble for the third time. You fall to the ground, removing yourself from his cock. His last spurts of cum land on your back. 
You can feel yourself dripping, making a mess of the cell floor. Eren laughs during his heavy panting. “Didn’t think there’d be that much.” He says eyeing off the dirtied floor. 
You half-laugh back and wipe your eyes from the tears that were trapped in the corners. “Fuck you, man.” You huff, looking back at his face that hasn’t seemed to change from a smug smile. 
Eren kneels down and plants a kiss on your neck. “Visit me again sometime when you feel empty.” He winks. Eren stands to his feet and heads back over to the worn-out sink. “Oh and by the way, have fun explaining your screams to Hange.” He snickers, glancing at you from over his shoulder. 
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The knife part have me hella killing stalking vibes omfg jknbhvgcfxd strummingmypainnnnnnnnnn
Also just to clear up- in this post, I used they/them for Hange because I don’t want to misgender as the creator of AOT himself hasn’t confirmed their gender stating that “Hange’s gender identity is not important to the story he’s telling, and so he wanted to give readers the freedom to come up with their own interpretations.” So yeah just wanted to clear that up, I will typically always refer to Hange as they/them :) 
I FUCKING FINALLY GOT THIS DONE istg if this doesn’t get some hype I’ll be saltier than Tsukishima in the ocean

The Attack Titan (Shingeki no Kyojin)

Attack on Titan Ep. 87 - “The Dawn of Humanity”

People really out here claiming they don’t like Levi because he’s rude…

*Caugh*

You can talk all you want but I’m not listening.

Shelter from the Rain Vol. 12 Eren Yeager & The 104th Training Corps

They had no choice but to cancel the training march once the rain began to fall that afternoon.

The endless downpour robbed them of any visibility, the cold air hastened their horses’ fatigue, and the softened ground limited their Vertical Maneuvering. The recruits had no choice but to pitch tents on high ground and set up camp.

Eren stood under the tent and sighed as he lifted the hood of his rain gear.

Damn… We could’ve gone farther if only it was clear out.

The sky should have been dyed crimson by the setting sun, but it was now covered by thick rain clouds, allowing dusk to sneak up on them faster than expected.

“Eren… You’re going to get cold like that.”

Mikasa walked up to the boy’s side and looked at him. At about the same time, Reiner called the two over.

“Hey, you guys help build the fire, too!”

When Eren looked around, he saw everyone going about their own business.

******

“Sheesh. Whose fault is it that it’s raining like this, Bertolt?”

“Is… Is it my fault?”

“Hunh? It’s your fault?!”

Jean, Bertolt, and Connie were busy chatting and cracking jokes as they threw logs onto the bonfire.

“Come on, now. No one’s to blame for the weather,” Marco said with a forced smile, stirring a pot full of food. As soon as Jean noticed Eren walking over, he began to badmouth him.

“Ugh, we would’ve been able to set up a better campsite if only that suicide bastard hadn’t charged forward all on his own.”

“We might have even been able to hunt some meat!”

“Do you really think we’d be able to hunt in this rain?”

“…Ugh.”

Ymir shot down Sasha’s off-the-mark joke with a serious reply as Annie let out a bored sigh. Next to them, Krista was briskly preparing bread for everyone in the camp.

“Here you go, Armin. This is for you guys.”

“Thanks. Here you go, Eren,” Armin said. After being handed the bread from Armin, Eren looked around once more.

…It was so lively.

All these people around… I don’t think I was ever in a situation like this…until I signed up to be a soldier.

******

The rain incessantly pounded against the tent.

When I was little… I think I was only ever with Mikasa and Armin.

Eren never got along well with other children. It wasn’t until he became a recruit that he was together with others his age the way he now found himself.

While Eren had a strong competitive spirit, he never isolated himself in these situations. Even if he got in an argument and began to fight with another recruit, there was always someone there to step in and mediate.

“Food’s ready. All of you better eat up.”

Reiner poured everyone soup as Marco and Krista passed it out.

I used to think all that mattered was getting strong and defeating Titans… But it was here that I learned I can’t do it alone.

******

“What’s the matter? It’s going to get cold.”

“Oh! …It’s nothing.”

Mikasa tapped Eren’s shoulder as he was lost in thought. He noticed Jean gritting his teeth, as well as Connie and Sasha watching on and grinning.

In the rain, Eren saw them as reliable friends, people he could trust in.

I wonder if…I’m going to fight alongside them someday. We might be assigned to different branches, but…we’re fighting against the Titans no matter where we go in this world.

Even so, he halt he would be able to manage if he was fighting together with them.

While Eren couldn’t quite recognize his emotions as trust, the boy continued to quietly think about his future.

SOURCE:Attack on Titan: Short Stories

Shelter from the Rain Vol. 10 Ymir & Annie Leonhart

As if hand-to-hand combat training wasn’t draining enough, a troublesome drizzle began to come from the sky. Ymir sighed.

She showed up for long enough to be counted at roll call, then sneaked away toward a nearby storehouse when her instructor wasn’t looking. The rain drizzled on her the whole way there, and she was completely wet by the time she made it under the roof.

“Ugh… Do they really expect me to put up with this?”

“You said it.”

Ymir turned to face this surprising reply as she wiped the water off her body. There stood a small girl looking at Ymir with her arms crossed.

“…So you were here, Annie?”

******

“Heh… You sure about this?”

“About what?”

Annie’s cool expression didn’t change, despite Ymir’s teasing.

“I’m asking if little Miss Honor Student, who’s definitely on track to be in the top ten, should really be skipping training in a place like this.”

“Hand-to-hand combat doesn’t factor into our marks. There’s no way I can act stupid enough to want to put work into training in the rain,” Annie casually said, looking at the recruits as they trained. “People take the path of least resistance.”

The majority of the others weren’t putting themselves into this Training that wouldn’t reflect on them later. While none of them were skipping outright like Ymir and Annie, there were mentally doing something similar.

“Sure you don’t need to go up against that hot-blooded goof? He was really interested in your martial arts, wasn’t he?” Ymir said, pointing to Eren. He was one of the few other recruits putting everything he had into even this training, and he was trying to tackle Mikasa.

“He’s busy right now focusing on trying to do something about the one recruit he can’t beat. I don’t have a clue what’s so fun about that, though.”

“Heh… Weren’t you the one who taught him that move?”

“I trained with him because he wouldn’t leave me alone, that’s all.”

The recruits continued to train in hand-to-hand combat as their body grew colder in the drizzling rain.

“…Like I said. You won’t be able to put any power into it like that.” Eren’s flexible partner sent him flying straight into the ground with one of her throws, and Annie couldn’t help but say the words, dismayed.

“What’s that? Worried about your disciple?”

“…Not really. Just a little annoyed.”

“You don’t sound annoyed to me.”

“…”

But Annie’s silent intimidation didn’t work on Ymir.

“See, look. He’s not giving up.”

“You don’t need to comment on every little thing that happens.”

Ymir began to grin when she saw Annie turn to look the other way.

“You know… You’re bad at acting cold.”

“Hunh?!”

“I can tell by your eyes.”

Ymir smirked in Annie’s face.

******

“It’s not just Eren. There’s kindness in your eyes no matter who you’re looking at, whether they’re slacking or taking it seriously.”

“What's…that suppose to mean? You’re not even making sense.”

“That’s fine, you don’t need to understand,” Ymir said, patting Annie’s shoulders as she put away the secret sealed inside her. “Whether they’re stupidly overbearing…or so weak they’ll let anyone push them around…you must see every single one of them as human, don’t you?”

“Human, huh…”

Annie looked at the ceiling, paying no mind to the rain that blew down onto her face. It was as if there was something more for her to think about in those words.

“Whoa, crap. The instructor’s about to come around.”

“…Yeah, all right.”

The two girls silently left the storehouse and slipped back into the group with the rest of their peers. The gentle rain showed no signs of stopping as it poured on all of the recruits alike, whether strong or weak.

SOURCE: Attack on Titan: Short Stories

Shelter from the Rain Vol. 04 Armin Arlert & Connie Springer

“Over here, Connie!”

The clouds covering town from the early afternoon had grown heavy and grey before erupting at last into a sudden downpour. The two young boys Shopping in the market ran for shelter under a building they found in a back alley.

******

“Hey, Armin. This should clear up soon, right?”

“Yeah… The clouds are moving fast.”

Armin pointed to the sky, where the rain clouds drifted by. But next to him, Connie was looking at something else.

“Look at those little brats.”

“…They seem energetic.”

The two could hear the children’s cries of joy as they innocently romped around in the unexpected rain.

“…That must be nice.”

Armin and Connie looked at each other after the words came out of both of their mouths simultaneously.

“…Why did you say that?”

“Well, why did you?”

“Um, I…” Armin said, looking aside as the rain beat down on the roofing. “…I wasn’t the kind of kid who played with everyone else. That’s why.”

******

Armin was called a heretic when he was little. He had an interest in what was past the Walls, and when he tried to explain why to the children in his town, he was shunned and bullied by them.

Connie looked utterly surprised to hear this story from Armin’s past.

“…I was sure you were popular ‘cause of how smart you are.”

“What about you, Connie?”

“I got teased in my village, too, for being stupid and little.” Connie scratched under his nose and looked at the children. “And I really am stupid. They even left me in the woods outside my village, thinking that I wouldn’t be able to find my way back.”

“Did you?”

“…I couldn’t. Right as they did, it started to rain out of nowhere, just like today… I got lost, and I was drenched. I started crying.”

As the rain got stronger, the playing children began to take shelter under a roof.

“…My mom came to get me in the end. I’m ashamed to say it, but…”

“Me, too… It was the same for me,” Armin said. He saw the children gathering together to care for one of their friends who had gotten cold. “It was a rainy day…and I couldn’t move because I’d been punched. But then Eren and Mikasa came to get me and we all went home together under the same umbrella. I felt so ashamed then, but…”

Armin looked up.

“Now that I think of it, that was them proving to me that they were my friends. I’m glad I didn’t try to turn down their help.”

“Oh. So I should have thought of it as my mom showing that she cared about me, huh.”

“Yeah… Probably,” Armin nodded, before looking to the sky. The heavy clouds rolled away, reflected in his eyes.

*****

“Why don’t we go? It looks like it’s about to stop raining.”

“…Heh.”

“What is it?” Armin asked, looking back at Connie’s laughter with a puzzled expression.

“To tell you the truth, it’s because I thought you and I didn’t have anything in common. I couldn’t help but laugh.”

“…When you put it like that, yeah.” Armin chuckled back.

As the rain passed, the glowing evening dried the pavement as it illuminated the two boys running back into town.

SOURCE:Attack on Titan: Short Stories

Good Night, Dear and Sweet Dreams (Goodnight. Sweet dreams, dear)

It was once said the dreams are a mirror of one’s heart. Perhaps dreams are a respite that allow one to forget their cruel and brutal day, or they might be an abyss even harsher than reality… What will tonight’s rest bring?

• Vol. 01 Sasha Blouse
• Vol. 02 Levi
• Vol. 03 Bertolt Hoover
• Vol. 04 Armin Arlert
• Vol. 05 Hange Zöe
• Vol. 06 Marco Bott
• Vol. 07 Annie Leonhart
• Vol. 08 Jean Kirstein
• Vol. 09 Moblit Berner
• Vol. 10 Mikasa Ackerman
• Vol. 11 Connie Springer
• Vol. 12 Reiner Braun
• Vol. 13 Carla Yeager
• Vol. 14 Ymir
• Vol. 15 Eren Yeager

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Good Night, Dear and Sweet Dreams series is published in the Attack on Titan: Short Stories booklet that was included in the Attack on Titan Season 3 Part 1 Manga Box Set[BUY HERE]

The Following Stories under the same series had also been published on the AU Smartpass Website[LINK ] but not included in the Booklet

• Nile Dok
• Oluo Bozado
• Hannes
• Erwin Smith
• Krista Lenz
• Mike Zacharias
• Keith Shadis

Good Night, Dear and Sweet Dreams Vol. 12 Reiner Braun

As the recruits returned to the barracks having finished training, Connie noticed something.

“What are those Garrison members doing over there?”

“That squad’s probably off duty tomorrow. I bet they’re heading out to go drink or something.”

It was a group of more senior soldiers that he had spotted in the distance. As he walked beside Connie, Reiner pointed toward where they were headed, Trost District.

“Huh. That must be nice,” Connie said, watching them go. Armin responded coolly.

“You know that we can eat at a pub, too. I’ve heard rumors of past recruits even getting married to pub girls.”

“Why do you know about rumors like that?”

“I just happened to hear the instructors talking about it.”

“That’s not what he means,” Jean interrupted. “It’s like, it seems like it’d be fun to grab a drink on the way back from work. Right, Reiner?”

“Yeah, that might be true.”

******

Alcohol was the topic of discussion in the boys’ dorm that night.

“You used to see Garrison members and MPs enjoying drink, but not as much lately.”

“It’s because there aren’t as many fields growing the fruits and grains needed to make it now that humanity’s been forced into a smaller area.”

After hearing this from Eren and Armin, Connie sounded jealous as he replied.

“But it would be nice to drink during the few times we get days off.”

“Hah! You sound like an old man, Connie!” Jean laughed. Marco smiled alongside him.

“It would be interesting to see what would happen if everyone got to drink as much as they wanted. What if Bertolt actually became talkative when he was drunk!”

Now that the topic of conversation was on Bertolt, he suddenly broke his silence to shoot down the idea in a panic, causing everyone to laugh.

“What?! N-No, I don’t think that’d happen!”

“You know what? Let’s all get together again and drink when we’re old men. I’ll even pay for your drinks once I’m an MP, you suicide bastard. If you’re still alive, that is.”

“You won’t need to do that, Jean. I’ll have slaughtered so many Titans that I’ll be making even more money than you.”

“Now, now, don’t fight,” Marco said, getting in between the two and causing everyone to laugh.

“We might all go down different paths from here…but it would be nice to survive and get together.”

“Yeah, sound interesting,” Reiner said, merrily continuing on with the topic.

******

“Hey! One more bottle over here!”

Reiner was gathered with his fellow corpsmates in a dim and hazy pub. They teased one another as they poured drinks.

“Alright! Now sing, Jean!”

“Hah! You’d better not get scared off when you hear my beautiful voice!” Jean began to sing in an incredible voice, his face bright red.

“Hey, Eren! You go next! Turn into a Titan!” a drunk Connie said, putting his arms around Eren.

“Okay… Wait, I can’t do that here!” Eren replied, putting his hand out before coming to his senses and stopping.

Reiner was in such high spirits that he had to say something.

“Hm? You know that we can do that trick, too…”

Reiner looked for his hometown friends.

“…We can’t.”

A chilled hand grasped onto Reiner’s arm as it held a beer mug high. It belonged to Bertolt, his face pale…

“Not us.”

“Bertolt?”

“This isn’t something we can drink.”

******

Reiner’s eyes opened wide.

…It was late at night. It would be a long time till dawn.

“Ugh…”

He could hear Bertolt moaning in his sleep nearby. He sounded like he was in pain as he slept in an awkward position.

“I…I’m sorry…”

“Ack!”

Reiner shivered when he heard Bertolt’s delirious words.

…That’s right. Not us.

He slowly sat up and looked around at the others sleeping in the room.

We can’t imagine a future with them.

Reiner’s sharp eyes glinted.

…Sorry about that.

Reiner shook his head, as if to cast off the bonds he wanted to cling to, before falling back into a dark sleep.

SOURCE:Attack on Titan: Short Stories

Photo-Scan of the Shingeki no Kyojin: Short Stories (Japanese) and Attack on Titan: Short Stories Booklets (English).

SnK: Short Stories came with Shingeki no Kyojin Vol 20 Tankōbon Limited Edition,SnK: Short Stories 2 was with Shingeki no Kyojin Vol 21 Tankōbon Limited EditionandSnK: Short StorieswithShingeki no Kyojin Vol 29 Tankōbon Limited Edition

AoT: Short Stories was included as part of Attack on Titan Season 3 Part 1 Manga Box SetwhileAoT: Short Stories 2inAttack on Titan Season 3 Part 2 Manga Box Set.

Ps: SnK: Short Stories Backcover is missing as too much reflection of me in its photo-scan due to the Glossy Paper used for the Dust Jacket and its Black Background. ;___; Will add it in one day when I have a PC and thus can Scan the Covers using a Real Flatbed Scanner!

SCANNER:CamScanner Apps (iOS Version)