There aren't enough good Female Armin fics out there, so I have to make my own now. Also, if you're only interested in the smut, skip to the part with the dashes. It starts with Annie and Armin on the ship, but it isn't their conversation scene. You'll see.
Annie was drifting. The feeling was scary. Terrifying, even, but the only thing keeping her grounded to reality was the soft, whispered voices. There were a few of them, especially at first, just after she had crystalized herself.
She heard Jean's voice cursing her very existence, calling her a coward for hiding away like this. She was a traitor to them and it would've been better if she had never even shown her face at all. She could only imagine the reaction they'd have to her comrades, who had failed to distance themselves from others the way she did.
The next voices were of people she didn't know. They were angry and cruel as they told her that they'd find a way to chip at her shell and once they got to her, she'd regret ever being born. They made promises to hurt her in every way they knew how. They would destroy whatever humanity she had left.
After a while, those voices soon gave up with their desperation to get her out. It was impossible for them to break her crystal, at least with their technology.
With the absence of words came the painful feeling of losing herself. She was drifting further and further away. She was losing her mind, just floating in black nothingness for ages. That was when the kind voice started speaking to her. This one she knew well and although it had been annoying at the time, the chipper tones gave her comfort now.
She missed Hitch. It wasn't too much of a surprise, honestly. Hitch had been beside her side since she started working in the Military Police and although she just loved to complain, she was never honest when she groaned about Annie. They were something close to friends, if only Annie had made the effort for that kind of connection. Even in her efforts to stay as far from Hitch's friendly banter and teasing gestures, she ended up getting too close. But now, it was a relief. She would've completely lost herself if it weren't for Hitch.
"Look at you. I think this is the only time I've seen you actually rest." Hitch scoffed. "You always worked too hard. Most people go into the Military Police to be lazy slobs, like me. But you worked on every case they gave you. Who would've guessed..." She trailed off for a moment. Annie wanted to reach out, to hear more of those words again, just to no longer be alone. She didn't leave, did she?
"Those letters you got. The ones from that Reiner guy. They were secret codes and all that, right?" This time, Hitch's voice was laced with betrayal. "You were secretly communicating right in front of me, weren't you. I'm so stupid." There was a humorless chuckle. "I'm so stupid."
She left after that and Annie returned to fighting off the darkness. The gaps between these visits were never too long. Hitch always seemed to return as soon as Annie was feeling like she couldn't bare it anymore.
"Things have gotten crazy around here, you know. They retook Maria, you know. Humanity will finally be able to return back to the last wall. We'll get more food to circulate too." There was a long pause. "Marlow didn't make it, apparently. He died in battle, as a hero. He helped to save humanity and...I would be happy for him if I didn't know how he probably regretted it. At least, that's what Floch said."
"Hey, Annie?" Her voice was quieter now. Annie could hear a soft sob ever so often. "Why did you do it? Why did you hurt us like this?"
To save a nation Annie never even cared about. She worked hard to train her body, and then her mind to become a warrior. She kicked until her legs bled. Marley took away whatever was left of her childhood and then demanded she repent for even existing. She hated Marley so badly, but more than anything, she hated herself. Why didn't she just turn back on that first day? Why did she have to leave her father?
This time, Hitch didn't come back for a long while. Annie knew she had no right to want company, but she begged for it anyway. She didn't want to die like this. She wanted to go home to her father. She wanted to at least get the chance to redeem herself, if ever a thing like that existed.
Mercy came in the form of Armin Arlert.
"Hey." Her soft voice echoed around the room. Oh, how Annie missed it. "I'm not really supposed to be down here...but I feel like I had to see you. It's not right to leave you alone like this. Not after what I did."
There was a long pause filled with shifting. Then, Armin spoke again. "We retook Maria and learned of a land beyond the walls. It's a place called Marley and they want us dead. That's where you came from, right? You used to live in Marley."
Annie couldn't feel shocked, but she listened anyway. If they knew about Marley, then war was soon to hit. "I didn't want to talk about that, though. I wanted to...apologize."
There was another pause. It was longer this time and the darkness started to creep in again. Armin didn't leave, did she?
"We attacked Reiner and Bertholdt in Shiganshina. We managed to drive them out and...I ended up inheriting the colossal titan. I was forced to eat Bertholdt and now...I don't feel the same, Annie. Nothing feels the same. We lost the Commander and I keep waking up in my own sweat from these nightmares. I can see you through his eyes. He really must've admired you to look at you like that. Like you were the best thing in the world."
There was a soft, sweet laugh. Annie remembered hearing it in their trainee years. She was always so soft, in everything she did. Even when she tried to lure Annie into the underground and capture the Female Titan.
"I'm a monster now." Those words felt like they shook the whole building. "This power is only used for destruction. I can only kill with the colossal and I hate it so much. At least Eren can help build things! He can carry rocks and cover the holes in the wall! All I can do is destroy."
The soft sounds of crying made Annie's heart beat faster, though, she could only hear it. It was like her heart had been disconnected from the rest of her body. Like someone was holding it against her ear to listen to.
"You were so young back then that...I'm not sure if I can even blame you. You came from a world of hurt and pain just because you were born with the wrong blood. You were born Eldian so you had to destroy us. That's why you breached the walls. And if it had been me, I probably would've done the same. Hell, I've already hurt people simply because we followed different ideals. I've been a monster for a long time, huh."
She left after that, but returned soon after. Annie wasn't sure if it was a year or a few days between Armin's visits, but she always looked forward to them. She gave more information about what was happening in the world than Hitch did. Hitch only really gossiped lately and it all revolved around boys.
"I don't think I understand him anymore, Annie." Armin's soft words echoed once again, though, they sounded different now. "Eren, I mean. He destroyed Liberio. He put us all into a position we never wanted to be in. We had to kill innocent people in order to get him back safely and he still looks so lost."
"You lived there, didn't you? In Liberio? Bertholdt did, at least. I've seen what his house looked like. I wonder if we destroyed that too." Annie wished she could just move. The pain in Armin's voice was so clear, so prominent. Why couldn't she just reach out and hold her, like she wanted to back in her titan. That's why she kept Armin alive, wasn't it? Because she wanted to hold her and feel her soft skin?
"I destroyed the docks with the power of the colossal. I saw children buried under rubble and ash. They didn't even have time to scream before the explosion." When she spoke again, her voice was muffled, like she was speaking through her hand. "It makes me sick just thinking about it, but it's all I can see anymore. I want this to end, Annie. I'm tired of hurting people like this. Why can't we just understand each other?"
Back in their younger years, Annie always thought Armin was weak. She couldn't run as fast and lost in hand-to-hand against Connie of all people. She was pathetic and useless, but that ended up being completely wrong. Armin was strong because she held hope in others. She was brilliant and fought with her words. Those ended up being far sharper than the blades that cut through the Female Titan's skin. Annie could still remember her saying that she could be a good person to someone. To Armin.
Annie wasn't sure how much longer it was until the Earth shook and she was suddenly able to breathe again. Her body his the floor and she gasped out as her eyes slowly opened. She could see the room around her. She was free.
Armin's cheeks were a dusty rose color. It was adorable and Annie couldn't stop herself from reaching out to touch her. A hand ran along those soft cheeks and the motion was mesmerizing. She had wanted this for so much longer than she could ever know.
"Please...touch me!" Armin pleaded as her hips lifted from the sheets, but Annie pushed her down again. She was so eager and it did nothing to settle the beast within Annie, begging to just claim her already.
"Shhh." Annie soothed. Her hand went back to that cheek and brushed it gently. The sweat on her skin made Armin look so beautiful. She was like an angel. "Show me how bad you want it." Annie's voice was rough, almost like a growl.
Armin's voice pitched high as she gasped. "Please, Annie! I can't wait!" Her hips struggled to lift again, but they never left the sheets. Annie pressed firmer, just to prove who was the boss in this situation. She would have Armin begging for her soon, she could feel it.
Slowly, painfully so, Annie's strong fingers trailed down to Armin's flushed neck, then to her collar bones. Oh, she really was a masterpiece. Her fingers ran between the woman's small mounds, not daring to touch either as they slide further and further. Down her defined stomach, stopping to rub circles into naked hip bones, and then finally to the place she wanted most. Annie hesitated, her eyes locking with Armin's as she let her fingers press against her thighs. They were stronger than Annie remembered them ever being, but they still paled in comparison to the smaller woman's own.
"Annie! Please!" Armin arched her back, her hands pulling at the sheets beneath them. "I can't wait longer! I need you!"
"Alright, alright." Annie finally gave in. "You did beg for me so well, after all."
Then, she let her fingers slide between Armin's wet lips and she nearly gave in then. Her cunt radiated heat and the sweet wetness only pushed Annie further. Her fingers ran along the folds, mapping out every single curve of them as she rubbed up and down. Armin's breathy moans were more than enough to urge Annie forward, and forward she went.
Her thumb found Armin's clit and she rubbed it in circles, watching with a raw hunger as the beautiful woman shouted.
"Annie! Yes, please!" Her thighs shook with every circle Annie rubbed into her clit. She was practically glowing with the way the light glistened through the window. Her hair was tossed across the pillow, like a halo around her head and her cheeks grew more red as she gasped and panted. Her fists clenched against the sheets, as if she had no idea how to process this about of pleasure.
She was getting close. That much was obvious with how her eyes squeezed shut and her moans turned into guttural screams. Her chest rose and fell with every breath she took and Annie was struck with the need to bring her over the edge. She was the single most perfect thing Annie had ever seen in her entire life and she wanted more of this.
As soon as two fingers from her other hand began to press against Armin's wet hole, it was over. Her back arched up sharply, her toes curling with the pressure, and to top it all off, she made the sweetest sound she had ever made before.
"Annie!" She shouted it as she rode through her pleasure before finally collapsing onto the mattress again. Annie let her fingers move away from Armin completely, not wanting to overstimulate her already. Instead, they pressed against her own cunt, trying to reach some kind of climax as well. It didn't take long with how Armin's eyes began brimming with precious tears, that blissed out face still every present on her.
How would Annie ever be able to look at her the same? How could she watch this woman fight by her side while knowing that she was a goddess like this? How could she hold herself back from taking Armin into her bed every single night and giving her this pleasure?
Annie gasped as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Yes, she would definitely be doing this again with her. Next time, Annie could finger her, press her fingers against her sweet spots and get her screaming again. She could even use her tongue to-
"Annie." Came the angel's soft call and Annie crawled up towards the pillows again. "Hold me?" The request was so innocent yet heart breaking.
"Sure." Annie hummed as she curled herself around the taller girl, loving how her soft body was the exact compliment to Annie's own hardened one. They were perfect like this. If only she had known that this could be her reality. Maybe she would've left Marley before she even gained her titan, just to live out her days with this woman.
"You're mine, right?" Armin asked in a sleepy voice. "You're my buff girlfriend?"
It made Annie laugh in short chuckles. How did she do this to her? What happened to Annie's hard exterior that not even her closest friends could see past?
"Yes." Was her answer. "I'm your buff girlfriend. And you're my smart woman."
Armin seemed to like the idea of that, because she cuddled in closer to Annie's stomach, her warm warms wrapping around the other woman's smaller frame. Annie was going to keep her all to herself for the two years they had left. She'd ravish her ever night and kiss her sweet, soft face every day. They just had to stop the rumbling first. And if it was for Armin, then she was sure they'd succeed.
Me: I love how Armin shows that men don't have to be buff in order to be strong. He's an amazingly written male character and I love how he's developed over time.
Also me: But they could've been Lesbians!
This is my first time writing smut, so tell me if there's anything I should work harder on. I'm looking forward to figuring out how this form of writing works!