There’s a weird rumor going around in the corps that your emotions control the weather, and Hange ensures to test its factuality in order to conduct their own theory on Eren—even if it means going as far as manipulating you.
Type: Crackfic!!! fluff, sickfic, weather control, some angst
Pairing: Slightly ooc!Hange x Atmokinetic/Metereokinetic!Reader (but u dont know it)
WC: 3k
A/N: Inspired by the fact that we haven’t seen the sun in maybe 3 weeks. The wackiest idea I’ve had in ages. I’ve always wanted to do something weather related. Hopefully somebody out there enjoyed this because I did, and it would be sad if I was the only one who enjoyed it. But I’m probably the only one laughing at my title, and that I can accept.
Hange masterlist • ao3 link • ko-fi
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“What?” Half a smile was painted on Hange’s face.
They couldn’t believe what they were hearing. They’ve been buried in their own titan-related theories they’ve overlooked that others might’ve been going insane as well, in their own different ways.
Hearing the conversation, they figured these other scouts might’ve been crazier than they were, but they kept quiet and watched the scene unfold in front of them. Hange’s eyes darted from person to person.
“Dead serious!” A scout protested as they laughed, banging a fist on the cafeteria table where their group had settled down. “Watch the sky when they get mad, I swear something in the air changes.”
“You sure you’re not going insane?” Another scout interjected.
“No, no, I feel like I’ve had a similar experience!” Somebody else pointed out, “except it’s when they’re more happy, I guess.” They faltered when asked for examples, although they mentioned something about the wind blowing stronger and the sun shining brighter.
“Is this mass delusion? Is this what I’m witnessing right now? Mass delusion?” Hange teased.
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