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Tired of real men I need Erwin Smith tied up by my front door at 6 pm est
Good morning Erwin nation we are being well fed today: we got glimpses of Erwin in the new gameplay reveal trailer for the third aot game and new official art for a pop up shop !!
surviving you
erwin smith x fem!reader levi is faced with the brutal decision to save either erwin or armin, and you discover just how far you will go to keep the man you love alive. 2.4k words. major/canon character death, angst, reader is so mean to levi, emotional breakdown, verbal cruelty, survivor's guilt, actually sorry for this one cause i love my babies
It was almost as if the entire world went still, the air turning thick and sour, silence so loud it was deafening.
You couldn’t breathe, you couldn’t move, couldn’t even blink.
Across the rooftop lay the love of your life, the man you wanted to marry, the man who had fought for humanity as long as you could remember, the man who just the night before had traced silent promises along your bare back.
Erwin lay there, bloody and unmoving. Floch was breathing so heavily from carrying the weight of him that you thought he might pass out.
“He is still alive! We are the only survivors... please.” Floch started to plead, but everyone was still shaken. The commander was alive.
The issue at hand? Armin was also barely alive, his frail body burned to a crisp from the Colossal titan, and Levi was just about to administer the titan serum to him.
Eren stared wide-eyed, pleading with the captain not to change his mind.
For a moment, the two started to argue. You tuned them out, stalking over to Erwin and crumbling to your knees beside him.
His eyes were closed, his face bloody, and clothes tattered from his new injury. You couldn’t bring yourself to look down at the gaping gash; his guts were practically hanging out. He didn’t have much time.
ERWIN SMITH x READER fanfic recs
Hello Erwinlings,, I got the idea to make a post recommending good Erwin fics I've read while talking to a beloved mootie. So in this post you will find links to different works (mainly on ao3 and some on tumblr) with a small content description
This list will be updated as time goes on :)
Please note that the following fics do NOT belong to me and even if I added a small content description, please make sure to read the tags!
Last updated: 08/07/2026
name in bold: fanfic is a personal favourite
my other x reader fanfic recs
P.S: trust me I know ball
Veteran trio you will always have a special place in my heart
It’s been how many years, and I’m still obsessed 😭. I miss him.
𑣲║ ¡Commander Erwin Smith! x ¡Captain Reader!
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Erwin had practically closed himself off to anyone ever since Wall Maria fell. That's not to say he was talking to many before the titan led massacre began, but any interest he had in others faded after 20% of Paradis population was demolished.
Afterwards, he entirely shifted focus onto training cadets and building the Survey Corps to its full potential while wrangling with knowledge discovered after Eren's transformation. In short: shit hit the celling years ago and Erwin Smith was still left trying to finding equal footing after the world turned upside down.
He convinced himself love or a chance at a family was in the wind and far behind where he stood now. Trying to find a woman to love while he willingly risked his life every day was selfish and idiotic. After all, his death wasn't even the only thing he was to fear when considering a relationship with another. The military police have been on his ass for years and would jump at any opportunity to get under his skin or force him to compromise if they were to use a lover against him.
So why, despite knowing all of this, could he not talk himself out of longing for you? For always seeking you first during a meeting, for you were a sectional captain like Hange or Levi. For keeping an eye on your form to ensure you made it back within the walls after an expedition. He knew it was wrong to begin to develop sentiments towards another, especially a subordinate, but he couldn't force himself and reason enough to stop.
That same inability to come to terms with him being unable to ever truly love you is what led him to this.
He had privately requested you come to his office to discuss something. Upon arrival, he ushered you in and pulled out the chair across from his, behind the desk, for you before sitting down in his.
"Hello Commander," you politely greeted like a well trained solider would. Erwin hummed in appreciation of your pleasantries, but he did crave for you to just say his name normally sometimes.
"Good evening. I'll be frank with you as to not occupy too much of your training time," he stated since he had pulled you away from helping teach the newer recruits, "you are to not join the Survey Corps on the next expedition."
You paused as you stared at him for a moment while wrapping your head around this new information. The Survey Corps already had a dwindling number of soldiers, so why would he willingly decrease that number more? Especially when the next expedition was to reconquer Wall Maria with the help of Eren Yeagers titan ability.
"Sir, if I may, have I done something wrong to be withdrawn?" you questioned. Your mind racked through all circumstances: you hadn't severely messed up the last expedition nor did you think you'd done something to have him question your loyalty.
"Ah, well I'd just rather a squad captain stay behind to help the newest regimen train," Erwin quickly reasoned as he said the same line he's rehearsed for the past several minutes before calling you in. He knew damn well there was no good excuse for keeping you behind. At least there was no good one besides the fact that Erwin didn't want to risk losing you— a good enough reason for him.
You let his answer pass, but your questioning hadn't yet ceased: "Will my troop continue or stay behind with me?"
"They'll continue under another squad leaders commandment. I'll likely choose to split the group between Miche, and his senior officers: Nanaba and Gelgar."
Each word was methodically chosen in hope of eliminating any more questions from you. The less you asked, the easier it was for him to create a loose story. As you stared intently into his eyes with unwavering trust to not further ask about why you were chosen to linger behind, guilt swarmed in his chest.
You looked gorgeous sitting across from him in a uniform he despised you wearing. Your eyes looked askance, but your mouth remained closed as you decided your commander wouldn't do anything to jeopardize the plan.
"Alright, is that all?"
"Yes, you may return to your regular duties," he said while quickly standing so he could make it to the door before you did and hold it open for you. As you stood up and he rounded his desk corner, he easily got distracted and paused on his heel.
You were simply raising yourself out of the leather armchair, but Erwin would see the quiet contemplation in your eyes that were half covered by hair falling out of place. Mindlessly, he raised a hand and brushed the few strand aside in order to view your face more clearly.
The moment his eyes finally met yours, he instantaneously realized he fucked up and let his hand drop away from your face. You looked at him with slightly shocked eyes, because since when did the Survey Corps Commander ever touched someone that softly?
After a few silent seconds passed, you decided to take the initiative of clearing the awkward air and brought your own hand up to tuck any more loose strands behind your hair.
"Thank you— I'll have to redo my hair before training the new cadets," you said while pretending your heart wasn't about to beat out of your chest. Erwin still wasn't saying anything as he stared down at you with icy eyes. He eventually gives a nod of acknowledgment and steps back.
"That would be a wise choice," he muttered while watching your form retreating back towards the door. He hesitated on he's feet for a moment while contemplating everything that's been happening in the last five years condensed into these few seconds.
When was the last time he felt at ease and his mind wasn't rambling on about finding the answer he's been seeking his whole life?
When was the last time he felt a comforting touch?
His feet were moving against the hardwood before he realized it as his hand caught your wrist and pulled you back around to face him.
When was the last time he even kissed another? It was before Wall Maria fell and he realized the horrors that awaited humanity, and that which dwelled in it.
His azure eyes scanned over your face while retracing your lips, eyelashes, cheeks, eyebrows— all features he's committed to memory. All features he would see whenever it was late at night and he'd close his eyes. Before any logical thought could hold him back, suppress the one desire he was willing to give into, his free hand tilted your face up while his lips met yours.
At first you were shocked and didn't reciprocate, but after feeling his gentle affection your eyes fluttered closed as you kissed him back. You felt his thumb gingerly stroke your cheek as his hand cradled your face. Your hand that wasn't being held by his steadily came up to rest on his broad shoulder; eventually slipping into the short undercut on his nape.
He didn't force his tongue down your throat like some impatient animal, nor did he attempt to push you against the wall and deepen the kiss.
The kiss remains steady and tender until he unhurriedly breaks it and pulls away from your lips. His thumb that had been caressing your cheek instead ventured to brush against your lower lip as his eyes softened more than you'd ever seen.
Through his eyes you could see everything he's been hiding. All his secrets laid on full display so he was vulnerable and free to be subjected to your judgment. What captured you most was the inescapable need for someone that lingered in his gaze.
"Is everything alright?" he quietly asks: testing the waters and ensuring you're fine. The last thing he wanted to do was make you uncomfortable, or make you feel forced to allow this due to his position of authority.
At your silence, he felt dread seeping in like the blood on his comrades green cloak after a failed mission. Suddenly a wave of guilt washed over him and trapped him beneath the surface as he jumped to the conclusion that he's ruined this.
His hand falls away from yours and his palm leaves your cheek. He's preparing himself to step back, clear his throat, and apologize whilst readying himself for the theoretical chance of you threatening to report him. After all, a high ranking official, such as the Commander of the Survey Corps, fraternizing with a subordinate was looked down upon. Would he be terminated? Certainty not— in a fair and equal world maybe, but this was the corrupted system he had to consider.
"No, no— everything is alright. I'm alright," your voice breaks his consuming thoughts.
"Are you sure? I do not mean to overstep anything—"
"I'm sure. I just—," you paused for a brief moment before continuing, "I just hadn't been expecting anything."
"So, you wouldn't mind if..." he voice drawled out as he let you mentally finish the sentence. Your hand gravitated back towards his shoulder as his hands sought refuge on your waist.
When you began to lean upwards as an answer, he leaned down and met you halfway in searing kiss. This one far more intimate as his finger brushed along where your white shirt was tucked in— standard requirement for the uniform. His wrist brushed against the cropped tan jacket that wore the wings of freedom symbol embroidered over your left breast.
His fingers cautiously increase their grip along your hips as he pulls you closer, but a sudden rap of knocks breaks his focus. He's immediately pulling back as his eyes snapped towards the door. Hands still encasing your hips, he speaks up.
"Yes? Who is it?" his voice trained back to the usual deep, monotoned tune.
"It's Levi. Here to discuss the reassignments," he heard on the other side. It quickly dawned on Erwin that he'd planned a meeting shortly after yours to discuss with Levi how the proceedings will continue with the expedition.
"Ah, well just a moment, please. I'm finishing a meeting," Erwin replied before his gaze returned to you. He could tell you're flustered and he's internally wondering when was the last time he saw a woman like this— far too long ago.
"I-I'll just," you mumbled while softly pulling away from him. He watches you for a moment, then gives a nod of approval as his hands fall from your body, but not before catching your hand to keep you close so he could tell you one last thing.
"If you'd like, my office will be free later tonight between seven to nine. Feel free to stop by, but only if you're comfortable," he whispers while ensuring he's really emphasizing that it's your choice.
You couldn't help but feel a slight smile tug at your lips while you hear how sincere he sounded: "I will," you just confirm.
Then, his hand gently slips away from yours as he steps towards the door to open it for you— like he originally meant to do.
He holds the large wooden door open as you step outwards into the hallway and saw where Captain Levi had been leaning with his back against the wall: waiting. You step out of Erwin's office and he straightens up and looks at you.
He gave a small nod of acknowledgment before his eyes paused on your face for a moment, then darted to Erwin's. Though before he can put much thought behind his words, the Commander is swiftly speaking up: "Captain Levi, please come in. My apologies for keeping you waiting."
With that, you step around Levi as he steps into the door frame and casts one last glance to you before retraining his sights on the blonde man.
"All fine," he responded as the door slowly creaked closed and you were left in the hallway alone; the press of Erwin's lips against yours still fresh on your mind.
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