Eoseyre

A/N: Is a crack-fiction, don't take it seriously. xD Everyone's kinda OOC here (Especially Mikasa and Levi LOOL). The 104th Trainees jogged laps ever since Corporal Levi assigned them chores to clean his office, merely peered into the room, and still said it's "fucking filthy, brats". Armin was supported by you and Jean, whilst Eren was panting like a constipating dog (As Sasha referred to him as), and of course, Mikasa took the lead. You, Armin and Jean slowed down until Eren was shoulder-to-shoulder with the three of you. You asked, "Hoii, Eren, you alright? Need us to support you as well?" You gestured to Armin. "Nah, thanks." Eren sh

(A/N: Mild swearing, and if I get off-topic in the plot or the real plot in AoT, forgive me and remind me ASAP. Plus, magic doesn't actually exist in AoT, this is a fan-fic, last reminder.  ) You didn't believe in magic. It just isn't real. As you walked back to HQ, you ruffled your {h/c} hair and tugged on your sleeves, not wanting to be caught by anyone in the middle of the night, drenched, and completely covered in dirt. Especially by some raven-haired corporal. You had gone out in the middle of the night, trying to get to a small alley to pick up something you dropped that was important to you; an amulet you had dropped while whizzing