[Attack on Titan] Prisoner

Vermeer is an undercover agent.

It all started that day when Vermeer was slacking off and his superior summoned him. “Your new assignment: retrieve the Founding Titan. There’s no time to lose. Leave at once!”

What a dumbass of a boss, Vermeer cursed inwardly. But he’d signed away his freedom, so he had no choice.

“Understood!” He packed up and hurried out of Marley.

He came to Paradis alone and spent three years, then another three (give or take), finally tracking down the Founding Titan’s hideout.

He was too late. Vermeer looked at the bodies strewn across the ground, feeling awful... Mood: -1.

Vermeer didn’t want to do this anymore. He wanted to go home and lie flat. His unscrupulous boss refused, then suddenly had a “change of heart” and finally followed through on one of the many promises he’d made Vermeer, sending “powerful” reinforcements.

Vermeer looked over the three childhood friends from his hometown, who had escaped into the walls and were now hiding among the crowd. “I thought there were four of you. Where’s the other one?” He’d assumed they would send Zeke. Mood: -1.

The three looked awful, both in appearance and mental state.

The four of them fell silent. “Marcel... Marcel, he... he protected me...” One of the kids started crying, then the other two joined in.

With the three kids crying in chorus, Vermeer rubbed his temples helplessly. What a headache. Mood: -1.

The Jaw Titan was dead, eaten by a Pure Titan in the most pathetic way imaginable. That was Vermeer’s assessment. What terrible news.

He was already annoyed, and now there was another missing person. The Jaw Titan, Attack Titan, and Founding Titan were all unaccounted for.

To make sure the plan went smoothly, Vermeer pulled himself together. He was afraid he’d do something uncontrollable if he acted on impulse. Mood: -0. Stop there.

Ha! There are still three left, aren’t there? Three... Vermeer looked at the three little kids who barely reached his waist, tears hanging from their lashes. Three underage children!

...Was he supposed to raise them? (His boss, far away, grinned and gave him a thumbs-up. “You can do it! I believe in you!”) Damn that boss! They never said anything about this being part of the job when Vermeer signed up.

Vermeer bundled the three of them off to the Cadet Corps, the perfect ready-made daycare.

As for himself, he went back to the Survey Corps to lie flat and slack off, waiting to reap the benefits a few years later. He’d happily collect the recruits once they’d grown up.

Official synopsis

All his life, he has constantly lost what he holds dear. He understands that everything is punishment.

Because he made a terrible mistake back then...

This is his road to atonement.

Warnings

1. Top-focused story, pairing with Eren. Original top x straight bottom.

2. Lots of potential triggers. The protagonist is sexually experienced, bisexual, amoral, mentally unstable, and a born villain.

3. Some ridiculous plot elements.

4. Updates irregularly.

Bonus scene 1

When Eren is bullied by Vermeer:

Author: Eren, go for it! Fight!

Vermeer: Huh? Come on, does it really have to be that dramatic?

Vermeer glances over at Eren. Eren is biting down on his thumb.

Vermeer: Wait! You little Titan brat, let me put on my ODM gear first!

Bonus scene 2

Vermeer: I’m exhausted. Let’s break up.

Eren: You were the one who started this! He transforms into a Titan and punches a tree in half.

Vermeer: ...

Vermeer: Suddenly, I feel like we might be able to make this work after all.

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