Okay, so this was requested by a guy named ravatos, he wanted me to write a farmer kun/historia fanfic, so, instead of writing my civil war story, I got into this. Not sure if that's a sad thing or not. Good news is, this story was actually pretty fun for me to write, and I actually think I did a pretty good job. Anyways, now, here's chapter 1.

I was throwing rocks at someone I was seeing. She was a small blonde haired girl, clutching her head, and crying out with every rock I threw. Rock, after rock, I saw her bleeding more and more.

'Why am I doing this…'

I saw her terrified, as she looked back, before I threw another rock at her. She was bleeding more, and I still did it. I continued to do it, till she ran away. Why did I do it? For her attention? I didn't know. But I still did it, and I hated that I did it, feeling the weight of the rock and the blood on my hands.

"Oh!" I jumped up, out of my bed, only to feel a headache coming to me.

'What… was that?'

I removed the covers off of me, and saw my room in a mess, with clothes strewn around all over the ground.

'... What was that dream?'

I turned on my phone, with the light up blinding me, till I looked at the time.

"Wait, it's 10 AM?! Fuck!"

I jumped up, clutching my head.

'Normal people my age are out drinking or smoking…'

I opened my phone to see an episode was playing.

"He says he worked at the queen's orphanage out of the guilt he felt from back then. He did menial work with his head down for years."

'Meanwhile, here I am, watching Attack on Titan till 4 AM…'

The rest of the episode played, but instead of feeling like an episode, it felt like it was a retelling that I was listening to, as my mind came to terms with the situation around me.

"Deja Vu…" I laughed, trying to disguise my worry.

'Man, what the hell is wrong with me?'

I scrambled to turn on the light, and change, as the blaring of traffic became more apparent as I woke up.

"God damn it… it's so loud… I got to get to Uni."

I changed into some of the clothes I found on the floor, and rushed out. No one was there, with both my parents out at work, and me checking my notifications.

'Hey, hanging out with my girlfriend in the countryside! It's a lot more peaceful there in the city.'

I cursed them under my breath, as I walked outside of my house.

'Why didn't I go somewhere more peaceful for college? It's so loud…'

The freeway was in front of my house, and I felt something foreign collide with me. I went flying, my grip on my phone removed as I sent the last message.

"I want to go somewhere like that too… far away from here… maybe meet a girl too."

I fell on the floor of the road, and felt my body unable to move.

'What…'

I couldn't even speak, my body couldn't move. I just closed my eyes, as I felt my senses fade, with my entire body feeling like slack. I couldn't feel anything.

"John!" I heard it fade away, with my soul feeling lost of the control over my body.

"Mr. Ravenwood, I'm sorry, but your son is dead…" I heard quietly.

I heard them weep quietly, before that faded too.

Everything felt like it was fading, till I heard another voice call out to me.

"... John… John?"

My eyes shot up, as I heard my name said again. This time, I didn't see the road, but the bed under me.

I looked around to see the source of the voice, but it wasn't there.

"What… was that?"

I looked around to gather the surroundings once more. Instead of the mess of clothes around me in my room, I saw a barren barn, with nothing but hay and animals around me. I was fully clothed, instead of the mess of clothing, I was wearing a simple dirtied white shirt and some brown pants.

"Where am I?"

I looked outside the window, and heard people cheering, with people walking around with their fists up.

"Long live queen Historia!" All the men and women cheered.

'Historia? Historia Reiss?'

"Long live queen Historia!"

Then, my mind was opened, and I realized, looking outside the window, taking in the scenery.

'I'm in the world of aot… Is this a dream?'

I pinched myself, and said, "ow" lightly.

"Nope. Definitely not a dream. I'm really here. I died back home, while going to Uni…"

I looked at my hands, as I started to absorb the situation.

"Who am I?"

I looked in the mirror, and came upon how I looked.

I was a fair skinned man, a bit older than I was back home, with brown hazel eyes that looked as dull as the room I was in. My clothes were dirtied by the work I had done, presumably, the previous day.

"So… this is that farmer…"

I felt my own face under my fingertips, feeling a sense of familiarity, as if I'd seen and felt this face of mine before.

Then, everything came rushing back, from that dream I had, to now. My memories as the man I was reborn in, now, that man I remembered from the episode, I learned about his identity all too well.

This was my body, and I had just remembered my life back home.

"I… threw rocks at Historia."

My memories as the farmer as well as my memories of the story collided, and I felt the immense sickening feeling as I remembered everything.

'... I have to see her again.'

I opened the door of the barn, beyond the crowd of cheering people, and walked past as the memories of the place around me started to fill my head. It was like living an old memory, one that I knew.

I ran, eventually my memories fully settled, and saw Historia, comforting children with the rest of the survey corps around them.

'Wait… this is before Return to Shiganshina.' I clutched my head, as my memories of the show became a reality to me.

I breathed out as I saw the outlying orphanage, and eventually saw the survey corps leave, with their jackets gone.

'Good… let's not interfere with that.'

The sun eventually set, and so did the scouts leave the orphanage.

'I guess in that episode, they did mention he didn't want to get her attention, and that he was just serving her out of guilt…'

I walked up to the door of the orphanage, with the night being out, and I went to the front door of the orphanage.

'Come on… the farmer guy was able to speak up and meet Historia, and serve her.'

I eventually, after debating if I was the farmer or not, or how different it was for me versus what the story was originally, knocked on the door, and simply held my hands behind my back.

I waited for a long time, and for a few minutes, I felt like there was going to be no one to open the door.

After about ten minutes, and another solid knock on the door, I heard the door creak open slowly, revealing a messy haired historia, right in front of me.

As soon as I saw her, so many thoughts went through my head. The girl I so dreamed about, as well as the girl I knew from my memories as the farmer.

But, one thing was clear.

I bowed to her, which made her lightly gasp.

"I'm sorry… for everything that I've done." I spoke as the guilt spoke through me.

"Huh? Who are you-"

As soon as I lifted my head, her eyes widened in fear, like deer trapped in headlights.

"Come in."

I did so, as she closed the door behind me. She walked past me, towards the table behind her, motioning for me to follow her.

"Are you… John?"

I nodded, as I bit my lip.

She sighed, with her hands on her hips.

"Look, I know you might think that I'm someone who's important, and you're afraid of having me hurt you, but the truth is-"

I raised my hand, and she let me speak.

"Queen Historia. I didn't come in here just to apologize. I came here to fix my mistakes."

"Huh?" She didn't understand.

"Historia, I see you're shaking." She gasped slightly, and noticed how her hands were shaking against her body.

"I… I did that to you." I looked down, closing my eyes in shame. "I don't know if there's anything I can do to fix what I've done to you… but I want to try."

"Why… why now?" She looked slightly angered. "Why couldn't you do that till I became queen? Is it because you want to take advantage of me, again? To get my attention?"

That stung inside, with the memories replaying inside my head in a loop, but I stood strong.

"Because I couldn't repay all the things I've done wrong to you, I had no idea where you even were, or even that you were alive…" Genuine tears came out of my eyes, as I talked to her, the farmer's memories being my own.

"I thought I had injured you, but then, I found that you were here… I'm so sorry for all that I've done…" I bowed once again, in front of her.

I didn't know how she felt, whether she was angry, or confused, or terrified, so I stepped back, some of the knowledge that I did know coming to mind.

"I… will do anything I can to repay you."

I walked out, and felt my body immediately weaken.

'Huh?'

I realized how far I had run, as soon as the pain hit my body. My house was so many kilometers away from the orphanage, and I felt like collapsing, as I stumbled off the staircase of the orphanage, and almost hit my head into the ground.

"I'll get to work right now, Queen Historia…"

She ran out, almost gaining her energy in seconds, as she touched my shoulder, and made me turn towards her. She looked confused, as I looked at her.

"Hey, you should get some rest, John…" She sounded reluctant, and her grip on me was still weak.

"No, it's fine." I got out of her grip, and went to the barn to clean the barn. It was almost second nature to me, despite it being a new environment.

I didn't know how, or what strength I had gotten to do it, but I continued to do it far into the night. I noticed how Historia disappeared from my vision, but I continued to clean up the barn, and feed the animals, and I felt like I was running on pure instinct, despite me just coming into this body.

Next thing I knew, it was late in the afternoon, and I was resting on a pile of hay, and I felt it poking my cheek as I came to my senses.

I heard someone sigh, and I quickly got up to meet the person.

She was crouching down, and I saw it, and my head was still wrapping around what was happening.

"Here. Some tea. Captain Levi drinks this to stay awake, and has decided to gift it to me before he leaves."

I quickly stood up, remembering everything I promised.

"Oh, sorry Queen Historia."

"Just call me Historia, for now." She sat down on the hay, as I stood, but her icy eyes looked through my eyes, as if she were judging or investigating who I was.

"His… toria." I sighed, with my embarrassment kicking in.

'Damn it… I'm doing a terrible job.'

"I'll get back to work, thank you for the tea." I drank the cup down, and then immediately walked past her towards the inside of the orphanage.

"Hey, wait." She grabbed my hand, making me look back into her cold blue eyes. I wasn't sure what expression she was making, it was unreadable.

"Yes, Historia?" I asked, waiting for her response.

She took a few seconds, and even lowered her head, not even wanting to make eye contact with me.

"... It'll take a while for me to forgive you..." She finally said, after looking away. I saw the faded scars on her head, only barely covered by her blonde hair.

I hissed inwards, as I knew how she felt.

'Yeah, I know…'

I nodded, and eventually, she released her grip on my arm, and I went back to work.

She looked over at me, and I did the work, without looking back to see if she was there.

And that's the first chapter. It'll have a sex scene in the next chapter, so prepare for that, if you can.