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say something or nothing at all

Summary:

“One of two things,” Erwin said, “either, there is a well-established settlement out here in Maria that has clean water, good food sources, soap, fibres to make clothing, a heating source, and some way to defend against titans, or,” he looked down at her still face, “she’s not from here.”

“What?” Levi said.

“She’s not from here.”

“From where? Maria? She got out Rose?” Levi’s voice was rough and sharp, insisting on clarity.

“No,” Hanji said slowly, “I don’t think she’s from the Walls at all.”

They stared at her, then her eyes squeezed a little before blinking open and wincing at the brightness of daylight.

OR: Extremely stupid premise taken embarrassingly seriously: reader wakes up in the Walls.

Chapter 1: Prologue.

Notes:

Some main things to know abt how I write reader inserts:

— only really refer to reader as you or she/her.
— reader is obviously not gnc or masc
— i avoid to the best of my ability anything which could be read as a description of hair, eye colour, facial features, skin colour, or weight. the only thing i do write is that my reader is usually tall mainly because i'm sick of teeny tiny reader inserts lol
— I am British, therefore my writing reads British and my reader speaks with British-isms, sorry to any non Brits :-(

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

With all the other shit going on in the world, you didn’t really give it much mind when News broadcasts would finish off by talking about some great scientific discovery. Unless it could reverse climate change or something like that, you didn’t really see much point in it all.

That was, of course, until you got in the crash. You weren’t even in a vehicle, just the unlucky soul who was walking down the pavement at the exact wrong time. You could see it happening—some weird, scary government truck with no windows and lots of warning logos on it started to skid. The noise was a screech and then another car honked, but it was pointless. The car and the truck collided head on, sending the truck careening right towards you.

You’d gasped—not even screamed, just a gasp, like it was a silly surprise and not ten tonnes of truck going right for you; the impact of the car had knocked something loose—the back door of the truck unlatched and further span the truck out of control, lots of little devices tumbling out the back while guards carrying guns shouted something you couldn’t pick up.

Luckily, the things falling out the truck meant you didn’t get hit straight on by a truck.

It did mean that you got caught in an explosion—when all those little devices started to spark and skitter on the tarmac, knocking off one another and lighting up—that was bright blue and smelled oddly like celery.

Notes:

This is a really silly premise but I wanted something really fun to write because things in my life have been hectic. Extremely self-indulgent. Tags will be updated as chapters are posted so do keep an eye out for that, also I've chosen not to use a rating or warnings just because I'm genuinely not sure how violent the story will get or how sexual. I find writing smut fun but it may or may not make sense in this story LOL, so please know that if smut appears or extreme violence appears, my clarified lack of warning is a warning in and of itself.

I will not ever write rape or non-con, and reader is written as being an adult. So, don't expect underage or sexual violence.