After running from her disgrace in the presence of Historia, Ymir rushed to the hidden cellar (where the rest of her smuggled diapers were). The rapid leg movements made the wetness of her diaper even more present in her mind, pushing the dagger of shame deeper into her brain and heart. "How could I face her now" she desperately asked herself.
When she arrived at the cellar Ymir quickly changed her diaper and decided to sleep in the cellar. It had a spear bed because it was the emergency room in case of an attack. Not even Historia knew about it. Ymir couldn't believe how much she'd hidden from everyone. Restricting information, even from loved ones, became a default reaction and she didn't know when it started. Her torturous thoughts kept her up for many hours; only stopping when exhaustion took her in a crying foetal position.
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AOT Diapered Romance
FanfictionA short story in an AU where Ymir stayed with Historia instead of leaving with Reiner and Bertholt. It place around the end of season 3 so that the characters are of age because I care about that.
