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Hi~ Can I request headcanons for Mike having a little daughter? Like...How Mike with his wife take care of her, what kind of father he is and how the relationship with would be. Thanks you! ^^
Hello my lovely! Of course you can! Some fluff Mike HCs are exactly what I need rn, I haven’t had the greatest of days, so thank you!!
Fic Type: Headcanons
Fandom: Attack on Titan
Character: Father!Mike
He would be the SWEETEST father EVER
Like he wouldn’t show it much but he cares and loves his daughter and wife so much
He would always want the best for her!
He’s generally really hands-on and spends as much time with her as he possibly could
He also loves teaching her new stuff! She’s interested in the ocean? He’ll get as many books as he possibly could to read to her at night. Wants to learn how to ride a horse? You bet he will bring out his steed and give her a practice run on it!
As for being a parent alongside his wife, he treats parenting as a 50/50. If his wife isn’t feeling good, he’ll more than happily step in her place. Most of the time they are both attentive to their daughter, constantly encouraging her strengths and helping her weaknesses.
As much as he hates leaving for work, he has to. But he keeps one of his daughter's ‘family portrait’ that she drew in his jacket all the time. You might even catch him smiling when he looks at it.
Honestly I can see him letting his daughter do makeup on him while his wife is away just to keep her entertained and to see her smile. (Come home and you just see Mike on the couch with his hair tied out of his face and messy lipstick)
Baking!! He loves it when they all bake together regardless of how messy it becomes, and ends up turning into a flour fight (started by Mike)
He ALWAYS brings back a souvenir for his daughter on his expeditions. A rock? Man she is PSYCHED over it. A lot of pretty flowers? His wife makes them into flower crowns for their daughter to wear. Her favorite thing he’s brought back is by far the rock, she drew a face on it and named it after him.
Overall, they are a small happy family who are close and 110% supportive of their daughter!
(adj.) Mysterious and entrancing; beyond ordinary understanding.
Fic Type: Drabble
Fandom: Attack on Titan
Pairing: Levi x Reader
Prompt: “I can’t believe you convinced me to do this”
Word Count: 288
“YOU LOOK SO HANDSOME!” Hange basically screaming at Levi. He glared daggers at her. “I can’t believe you convinced me to do this” He grumbled. “I didn’t convince you. In fact, no-one did.” The brunette replied, fixing his suit. “You took this role by force when you found out that (Y/N) was also going undercover.” Levi remained silent, but still seething. Once Hange left the room, he took a good look at himself in the mirror. While she was right about him jumping at the opportunity of going undercover with (Y/N) as a couple, it wasn’t for the reasons that she thought. Or that anyone thought for that matter. He just thought you weren’t competent enough to pull this off all on your own. At least that’s what he’s trying to convince yourself.
A gentle knock at the door brought him out of his thoughts. “Heichou?” You spoke softly, opening the door slowly in case he wasn’t decent. “What?” “The others are waiting for us.” He glanced over at you, taking in your appearance. Your (H/C) was out of it’s usual up-do, instead, pouring over your shoulders and perfectly framing your face. You wore a simple but pretty (F/C) dress that matched your (E/C) eyes perfectly. “Oh um. Thank you for joining me.” You smiled warmly at him. “Tsk. You would’ve died without me.” He walked past you, stopping next to you momentarily. “You clean up well.” Then he proceeded out to the corridor. “Was that supposed to be a compliment?” You asked yourself. Well it was nicer than anything he’s ever said to you or anyone for that matter. It must’ve been. Grinning, you trailed behind him, locking your arm with him once you both went outside.
(n.) A homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past.
Fic Type: Oneshot
Fandom: Attack on Titan
Pairing: Mike x Reader
Prompt: N/A
Word Count: 852
You sat outside alone. With your mud-ridden boots close to your chest, as you held them against you for some sort of comfort. The green cloak which was supposed to bring you comfort, instead make you shiver due to being soaked by the ongoing thunderstorm. You hardly could believe it. Your best friend was gone and you felt alone. Silently wishing that no one could dare to come outside, you started listening to the thunder rumbling the ground. It was sort of a soothing feelings that kept you grounded. Glancing at the woven bracelet that you and Petra made together, a sad smile made it’s way to your face remembering that you’ve never took it off since you two were training cadets. Although you were in separate squads, you missed her terribly. Even more now than every. She was like a sister you never had. ‘It was too soon.’ You whispered to yourself and let your head rest against your knees.
Unbeknownst to you, your squad leader Mike, was keeping an eye on you. He was aware of your close friendship with Petra. During his time observing you, a heavy feeling was strong in his chest. “She’s going to catch a cold...” The other members glanced up at their leader suddenly breaking the silence and then exiting outside.
The front door of your temporary cabin opening was enough to make you try to make yourself smaller by pressing your legs closer to you. However it’s physically impossible to, since you were already as close as you can be. Footsteps in the sludge moved closer to your location before stopping. Not wanting to raise your head to look at who it was, you closed your eyes. Instead of speaking, the person draped a jacket over you, to shield you from the rain. It was warm and larger in size compared to your teammates. You felt your stomach sink realizing that the probability of Mike being next to you was certain. He took a seat next to you, looking out to the horizon. “How are you holding up?” He questioned. You stayed silent, but you sat up. Tears trailed down your face. It was usually to hide anything from him. He knew regardless. At first his ability was terrifying, but you got used to it after awhile. He stood up and placed his hand on your head. The gesture made you look up at him. “C’mon on.” He took your hands and helped you onto your feet. “The path ahead will be rough.” He started, running his thumbs over your knuckles. “But we’re here for you. I’m here for you.” You gave him a small smile and he embraced you.
You returned inside with Mike by yourself. “I should probably shower.” Excusing yourself from the group, you retreat to your short-term dorm to grab your civilian clothes from your rug-sack. Continuing to the bathroom, you closed the door behind you and undressed. Proceeding to the shower stall, you set the temperature to warm. Not too hot or cold. Everything seemed bleak to you. Everything but Mike’s jacket. It made you feel some sort of way. As well as his embrace did. You shook the thought out of your head. ‘No...I’m just grieving.’ You convinced yourself that your feelings towards Mike were appreciative of him being there, not anything else. Once finished, you skipped dinner and decided to sleep early.
Promptly sitting up, you tore the covers off of you. You weren’t certain how long you were asleep for or what time it was, just that it was late. You let out a sigh and plop back down onto your bed. You outstretched your arm in-front of you, as you were in your dream. Trying to reach for her. You forced down the lump in your throat and sat up. Maybe a drink will help you settle down. Opening your door and stepping you, you bumped into a figure. “I’m sorry (Y/N).” You gazed up and was met with Mike’s gray eyes. “No, I’m sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” You replied. “I was actually coming to check up on you.” His response took you off guard. “Oh...thank you.” The two of you stood in silence for a few more minutes. He looked like he was debating on saying something or not. “Do...you need company?” Your face slightly heated up at his words. It felt weird accepting but it wasn’t like you two were going to sleep together. And you weren’t in the best of mind to be alone right now. “I’d like that.” You gave him bittersweet smile.
Forgetting about the drink, you led Mike into your room, sitting on the bed. The night passed on with you and Mike occasionally exchanging small talk, until you fell asleep. He glanced up to see you sleeping soundly. However, your features still seemed somber. He reached up and grabbed a hold of your hand, repeating his motion from either. It appeared to soothe you, as you looked more peaceful. He fell asleep not too long afterwards, sitting on the floor against your bed frame, holding your hand.
(v.) To bury something deep, to hide.
Fic Type: Drabble
Fandom: Attack on Titan
Pairing: Erwin x Reader
Prompt: “Do you believe in love at first sight, or should i-” “If you finish that sentence I’ll punch you in the throat”
Word Count: 306
Military guards were stationed outside of your horse-drawn carrier. They were sent by the king himself in order to ensure your safe arrival. It’s been awhile since you’ve interfered with the branches, but you were desperately needed. All the information you needed was revealed to you in a letter from an old friend. The door was opened for you, and your assistant rushed to your side. “Miss (Y/N), I have made preparations for you in case you need them.” She said handing you a file that was thick with notes. “Ah, thank you.” You said. “But I won’t need them.” You tossed the file to a soldier next to you which he caught with frantic hands. “M-Miss?” She said nervously, unsure of what you were about to do.
You slammed the front door to the town hall open, making your presence known. “Well if it isn’t the Scouts in another turmoil.” Heads turned at your voice. “Miss (L/N). So gracious of you to join us.” Commander Pixis spoke. You took the empty seat next to Erwin. “Say Miss. (Y/N), Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I-” He began. “If you finish that sentence I’ll punch you in the throat” You cut him off rolling your eyes. A slight smirk from Erwin himself didn’t go unnoticed by you as the meeting continued.
After the case was turned to your favor, the Scouts were granted liberty over Eren once more. “(L/N)” You slowed down your pace a bit as Erwin jogged next to you, your assistant staggering with paperwork by your side. “However shall I repay you?” You grabbed a document from (A/N)’s pile and handed it to Erwin. “Make it known that I now go by Mrs. Smith now.” You said cunningly. He stopped in his tracks in surprise, unknowing what to say.
(n.) The inevitable discovery of what we would rather not know.
Fic Type: Drabble
Fandom: Attack on Titan
Pairing: Eren x Reader
Prompt: “Let’s be honest. This isn’t the worst thing you’ve caught me doing…”
Word Count: 291
Your daily exchange with Armin was cut short when Levi asked for your presence. Armin and you exchanged a glance of confusion before you got up from the table and followed your leader to what you assumed was Erwin’s office. “(Y/N)... We need you to go find Eren. We can’t find him anywhere and the idiot knows he’s not supposed to roam.” Levi said coldly to you. “Yes heichou.” You saluted to Levi before leaving him and Erwin to discuss something privately.
It’s been half an hour since Levi had sent you to fetch Eren and you were starting to become doubtful if you could actually find him. Instead, you began trying to convince yourself that maybe a punishment wasn’t so bad. Unless Levi decided to cut your head off for this. It’s unlikely but it’s not out of the question. You sighed and entered the pantry. “(Y/N!)” You jumped at the sudden voice. “Eren?” You responded, turning on the light bulb. “Can you lend me a hand? I’ve been stuck in here all day.” You looked around until you found the brunet contorted in the shelves. “Uh...” “Let’s be honest. This isn’t the worst thing you’ve caught me doing.” He said to your curiosity. “Well yes, but why?” You said gesturing at his situation. “It was a dare.” He admitted in defeat. You started giggling at his misfortune before trying to help him untangle himself from the mess of shelves. “Thanks. And I’d appreciate if no one heard about this.” He said glaring at you. “Oh don’t worry.” You replied smiling deviously. He narrowed his eyes at you before you both made your way back to the main room. “HEY GUYS!” You started, running towards the group. “WAIT NO (Y/N)!”
(n.) A blank space. A missing part.
Fic Type: Drabble
Fandom: Attack on Titan
Pairing: Reiner x Reader
Prompt: “Who the hell do you think you are?” “Well-” “That was a rhetorical question…”
Word Count: 293
(Y/N) was warming up by herself as instructed by Chief Shadis. Today was conditioning and sparring. It was by no means your favorite time since you hated the bruises and strains you felt the morning after. But it was simply something you had to deal to get stronger as a soldier. The commander began pairing cadets by groups of two, until a few of you were left unpaired. “(Y/N)! You’re with Braun!” You mentally smacked yourself. Out of all the people you could’ve been partners with. It had to be a literal beef train. Something tells you that you’re going to feel the aftermath of this spar for at least a week.
You and Reiner got into position, as the knife was handed to you first. You eyed the blonde nervously while he gave you a cheeky grin. He immediately charged at you, causing you to widen you eyes in surprise. Not long afterwards, you were tackled to the ground. He got off of you laughing and walking away. “Maybe next time!” He called to you. You laid there for a little longer trying to process what just happened. Regaining your breath, you locked your legs around his and knocked him down. The entire training grounds became silent as everyone stopped to look at what just happened. It wasn’t everyday that someone could best him. Not even Eren could. You stood up and dusted the dirt off your uniform and returned his cocky grin back at him. “Who the hell do you think you are?” He said bouncing back to his feet abruptly. “Well-” You began, “That was a rhetorical question.” He cut you off. He picked up the wooden knife and tossed it back at you. He admired your determination. “Round two?”