So this is going to be a series of one-shots, prompts from Tumblr and other places. Mostly Auruo and Petra fics but I'll write pretty much anyone else as well if you'd like. Drop me a message or review.

Please note, I do not write raunchy yaoi. Sorry, but it's not my cup of tea.

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Scenario #1 given to me by my friend, Lisa.

"Two lesbians on a camping trip"

Characters: Ymir and Krista. Appearances by Sasha, Connie, Armin, Mikasa, Eren, Jean, Reiner, Bertholdt and Annie.

Rating: PG-13ish

This is totally a new writing concept to me, but here goes nothing!

What is it about two girls sharing a tent that was drawing such a huge crowd of stupid teenage boys? Ymir swore she'd never seen the boys of the 104th Cadet Squadron act like such a pack of complete assholes before now. She'd woken up that morning and emerged from her and Krista's tent to find several members of the male species eyeing her with awe. Hmm...they must have heard some things last night that they weren't mentally prepared for. Well, hopefully they learned a thing or two.

Even now, sitting here by the campfire with her arm draped around Krista's tiny shoulders, several pairs of eyes were watching them closely. Not only the boys, Ymir noticed with a wicked grin, but several jealous eyes were from the girls too. She flashed one very bold girl who had been staring with an unhappy and sour expression on her face for a whole five minutes and began twisting Krista's long blonde hair around her fingers, flashing the leering girl across the fire a grin that clearly said "In your wildest dreams, bitch." and she huffed in triumph when the girl looked away with a scowl.

"What?" Krista asked as she pulled her marshmallow out of the fire to test if it was done. Krista hated when her marshmallows would burn, they had to be light brown and melted, but if they started on fire she would give it away to someone else and start over until she got it perfect. It was one of the many quirks that Ymir took note of.

"I didn't say anything," Ymir replied, letting the hair she'd twisted around her hand fall loose back to her girlfriend's shoulder.

"You made that noise you make when you think something's funny," Krista said, sticking the marshmallow back into the flames. It almost immediately burst into flames and Ymir began to laugh as Krista pulled it back and glared at the flaming food at the end of the stick. That pouty lip thing made it hard not to kiss her right there and now...but hell if that was going to happen when they were surrounded by the present company.

"Well, that is damn funny!"

Krista sighed and held her now charred marshmallow out towards Sasha who was already in possession of three s'mores.

"Here, Sasha, you can have it," she said in her normal sweet tone.

Sasha immediately took her up on the offer and scooped the burnt mass off the stick with her graham cracker. Connie had reached over her lap and snatched a s'more from her plate while she was accepting the marshmallow and when she looked down to find it missing, her face got red and angry and she pushed Connie backwards off his stump. Connie just laughed loudly, holding the s'more to his chest like a precious piece of treasure, which...it kind of was. If you could steal food from Sasha and come out alive it was like a grand achievement. Connie held the record so far...but everyone knew it was because Sasha liked the short, buzzcut class clown a lot, anyone else was likely to lose an arm or other various body part if Sasha caught them taking off with her food.

Krista watched the scuffle between them as she went back to trying to achieve the perfect marshmallow, admiring the ease with which the pair interacted and wished it was as easy for her and Ymir. They were kind of taboo in the midst of all these Cadets. She recalled the surprised and uncomfortable looks a few comrades had given them when they had finally openly admitted they were dating.

"What's my Krista thinkin' in that beautiful head of hers?" Ymir asked softly, obviously noticing the far off look in Krista's blue eyes.

"Just wondering if we'll ever be able to flirt openly like that without drawing an unwanted crowd?" Krista replied, turning her marshmallow slowly. She pulled it back and nodded when she felt it had reached the perfection zone.

Ymir glanced over at Connie and Sasha who were bickering over the last s'more on Sasha plate and she narrowed her eyes at the pair. Why should she and Krista be so afraid to express themselves in the open like those two? She couldn't think of reason at all. She looked down at Krista and a wicked idea came to her mind.

She reached down and jabbed her index finger directly into Krista's perfect marshmallow, resulting in her finger getting covered in sticky white goop. Krista turned her head and looked at her in shock, her jaw dropping open in horror at her ruined marshmallow and was about to make an unhappy comment when Ymir jabbed her bottom lip with her goopy finger, leaving a glob of the sticky treat in its wake.

Ymir knew she only had a tiny window of opportunity before Krista swiped the goo off with her tongue and she took that window without a second thought. She pulled Krista forward slightly and covered the space between them before the blonde could even speak, clashing their lips together. Ymir felt Krista tense up for a moment before she gave in and added her lips to their public display of affection, the taste of the marshmallow goo mixed with the taste that was purely Krista made Ymir's tummy flip in excitement...melted marshmallows could be an excellent addition to their bedroom adventures, she had to keep this in mind!

When they finally broke apart, lips swollen and eyes bright with excitement, the silence around them hit like a tidal wave and they looked around at their comrades.

Connie and Sasha were frozen in a comical statue-like stance with Sasha leaning away from Connie, her last s'more on the plate she held aloft and away, Connie on his tip toes and leaning as far as he could in an attempt to claim the s'more from Sasha's longer arm length. Eren, Armin and Mikasa sat on a log directly across the fire and they all stared with jaws dropped. Jean and Reiner looked like two foxes in a henhouse, their goofy, lecherous grins spread across their faces. Bertholdt was blushing and looking directly into the fire with wide eyes. Annie only looked vaguely interested, but then again she never looked interested in anything so it was nothing new.

"What's the matter?" Ymir asked with a sneer, "Never seen two girls make out?"

"No," Armin squeaked, his cheeks matched the red of the flames in front of him.

"Well, get used to it," Krista piped up, sounding a little breathless.

"That's my Krista," Ymir laughed happily, pulling the blonde closer to her and mussing her hair with one hand, "I swear when this training is all over, you're going to have to marry me."

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Well there we go! One down, many more to go!