A Titanic Passion by UnderCoverUser

Keith was absolutely brimming with joy today. His parcel had arrived from Japan just in the nick of time for the Anime Convention. He’d ordered a costume of his favorite character from Attack on Titan, the crazy, yet lovable Major Hanji Zoe. He found a private room at the convention center where he could put it (or rather, her) on. Keith quickly stripped out of his clothes and put the feminine bodysuit over his male frame. The legs went on smoothly, as did the hips. The feminine arms of the suit slipped on like rubbery opera gloves and felt cool on the inside. Keith then zipped up the back of the suit (which came with Hanji’s Recon Corps uniform), which went up smoothly. The mask was the crown jewel, though. With it, Keith’s own mother wouldn’t recognize him. Only a tall, nerdy woman with tangled dark brown hair would be seen. He chuckled at the thought of his mother passing him by, and then heard a woman’s “Oh!” in reply.

 Keith turned to his left to see a lovely red haired young woman had walked through the door whilst wearing a man’s body… and holding a man’s face in her hands. “Pardon me, is- is this room reserved?” the male-suited woman asked. “Uh… um, no. It’s… I… found it first,” replied the female-suited Keith. “You can still use it, if you want and all,” he fumbled. The redhead giggled at his nervousness. “Now, Hanji, if anyone sees you nervous, they’ll have a cow,” she replied in more deeper tones. Keith recognized the voice she used, and then connected the suit and mask to it as well. She was wearing a costume of another Attack on Titan character, Hanji’s superior/partner, Levi Ackerman. Keith was initially shocked, until he got what she was doing. He cleared his throat and replied in much higher tones, “I’m alright Levi, just making sure my face won’t fall off or anything. The Titans try their best to do that already.” A snort came from the redheaded woman. “Quite charming. I’m Clara,” she said in her normal voice, extending a rough hand. “Keith. Keith Johnstone,” he replied, shaking her hand.

“Well, I don’t mean to interrupt, miss. I’m just about to head out myself…” Clara didn’t look away even as she let go of his hand. “I was wondering… Keith, if you… would accompany me? My partner was supposed to be Annie, but she got sick. I’d be really happy to have you around, seeing as how our costumes go together.” Keith’s heart fluttered at hearing her request. “Y-yes! I’d be happy to hang with you! I just gotta get my mask on and stuff…”

Clara laughed some more at him. “Great to hear that, Keith! Let’s get our masks on… you want to look like Hanji, don’t ya?” She blushed as she pulled her Levi mask onto her head, it’s rubbery neck opening up for her head to fit. Keith simply followed suit and tugged his Hanji mask over his head, pulling it downwards. Their masks were pulled snuggly down onto their faces, each feature being lined up carefully. The ears were connected up, as was the nose and lips. Then their eyes were matched up to their new eyeholes while the mask seams were carefully hidden amongst the neck of the bodysuit. After some adjustment, only a nerdy girl and a stalwart man remained.

“Amazing,” Hanji said, as she looked herself over in the mirror. Anyone who walked in now would see a perfect clone of Hanji Zoe as if she were a real person. Her tangled brown hair, cute face, flat chest and curvy hips were all there, covered by her Recon Corps uniform. “I’m actually her,” she whispered, in a voice familiar to Attack on Titan fans. “So you are, Hanji,” replied Levi from behind her. Hanji turned to see her superior standing there, looking impressive as ever… but with a very un-Levi like smile on his face. “You look quite beautiful, if I do say so.” Hanji seemed to swoon a little and then gave him a great big hug. The man underneath Hanji’s form was ecstatic at not only his goal, but also meeting a woman who had similar ideas. “Thanks a bunch, Levi! Say,” her voiced dropped much lower, sounding more like a guy who had entered the room but had disappeared. “Are you doing anything tonight?” The woman under Levi’s form snorted, and replied in her own voice, “Depends on how many Titans we take down today… “ Then she winked. “Room 313, Ms. Zoe.”

Drawing by UnderCoverUser