"I can be a saint if you want me to, but I will make a sinner out of you. I'm innocent outside, but I'm about to blow your mind. I'm a little good, a little bad, the best and worst you've ever had. You can see my halo or my horns, so be warned." - AU, high school. Also, a warning: This is quite possibly the slowest burning story you will ever read.

A short and sweet dribble-drabble of Max's one last journal entry written for only 'her'. Takes place a month after her funeral. Written for a sense of closure with a touch of love.

Ymir decides to volunteer at her university's carnival. (Yumikuri)

Ymir lives by herself. Left with a large sum of money, she whittles it away on drinks and spends her days shooting at nothing. At first glance she seems to be a lonely person but before Krista could pull away, the poor girl finds herself entrapped in Ymir's world. MODERN AU.

"I know you've been telling me to get myself together. You told me to pursue my dreams, and I have. I have it all now. All, but you."

Two strangers find solace in one another as they are bound together through a series of rainy days.

"So you feel uncomfortable if your hands aren't covered in clay, right?" Christa brings up (even though she swore she wouldn't distract her). "Yeah." Ymir answers, eyebrows furrowing. "Why?" (One-shot)

Innocent looking Historia is in prison and hooks up with the scary looking Ymir.

AU: Mikasa has just started college. A new life and new relationships. Enter Annie, a student with a past just as complicated as the other's, and just as stubborn. But when a party puts them in a precarious situation, they both have accept the fact that under their dislike for each other, is a bond they can't ignore. Dedicated to Tumblr user ask-actual-annie-leonhardt.

Returning from their harrowing mission, Christa and Ymir find comfort in being diametrically similar. They find in each other's imperfect guises the acceptance they crave, and build together a shared moment of belonging.

Someone has a dirty little secret...