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the-traveling-poet · 7 months

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Headcannon no. 1

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His Type

We’re gonna pretend Annie isn’t apart of the equation here.

Armin goes for more assertive partners.

Not necessarily ones with a cold exterior and indifference to showing emotions. Just someone who’s gonna stand up and speak their mind.

Of course Armin can fend for himself.

But someone needs to tell the waitress he didn’t want pickles included in his meal and it’s not gonna be him.

“It’s fine. I don’t wanna hurt their feelings…I’m sure they worked hard on the meal I ordered!”

Cue his SO taking a stand. Quite literally.

Pls he needs the moral support of an SO who isn’t afraid to speak their mind.

He’s gonna go for someone emotionally available. It’s not that he doesn’t have the time or patience to work through things with someone, he just knows what he wants and doesn’t want in a partner.

We love a man who knows what he wants.

That’s not to say he won’t chase after the person of his affections to the very ends of the earth. Once he’s smitten, he’s committed.

He also wouldn’t jump into a relationship, like, immediately.

He’s the type of person who wants to have a friendship with the person for awhile to really figure them out; with or without the intent to pursue a relationship.

Armin reads people like he reads books; thoroughly.

The boy would be so sweet and shy in the beginning of the relationship, but as it grows, so does his confidence.

Expect princess treatment every day while dating this precious boy.

He really needs someone with emotional intelligence.

His SO needs to be able to understand that, sometimes he’s emotional.

And when he is, what he needs in the moment is someone who will take the time to sit down with him and just talk it out.

For hours.

He’s someone who thinks with his heart, not his mind, when it comes to romance. In every other situation he uses his mind over his heart. But with love? Different story.

Someone who can match that energy would be ideal in his eyes.

As for appearances, the man does not care.

He never judges a book by its cover. Ever. So why would he with a person?

It’s your heart he wants, not your body.

Someone who respects his morals and is patient with him is key.

All in all, he’s a golden retriever boy who deserves the same energy he gives.

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arminsumi · 9 months

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hiii! It’s me again! (i’m becoming your fan fr)

so, I wanted to came up with the idea that during the raid on Liberio (s4) armin meets the violetevergarden!reader who is marleyan weapon who got badly injured, and and first sees armin as a treat when he wants to treat her wounds ^^ i would like to see that also with Eren but i think it will be too much work for you…

i will thank you in advance, hope you have nice holiday! take care of yourself ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Marley's Guardian

Armin x fem!Marleyan!reader

Overview; Armin feels compelled to help you after you emerge from a fight with Mikasa and Levi badly wounded.

Contents; canon!au, fluffy angst, fraternizing

Warnings; major S4 spoilers!! injuries, war/battle setting

Note; i rewatched a bit of this show and cried, i forgot how beautiful it is. thank you for your lovely request my angel 🥰 you take care too!

p.s. i'd loveee to write this for Eren too but maybe another time hehe

"Keep your eyes and ears alert for her." Levi's voice echoed in Armin's head.

"Mikasa and I will be responsible for slaying Marley's Guardian. The rest of you stay far away from her. I don't need anyone dying on me tonight."

As much as everyone was bitter to admit it, you were the strongest enemy on the other side of the sea.

In the Scouts you were referred to as Marley's Guardian; known to be the soldier that protected them from taking a finishing blow during the Battle of Shiganshina.

Now the invasion of Liberio was at hand.

You were perched on the rooftops, alert and ready for battle when a bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck the center stage where Willy Tybur was currently giving his impassioned speech.

You watched as his blood was squeezed out of him by Eren Jaeger. The roar didn't send chills down your spine, nor did its appearance frighten you. For you there was nothing to fear, except...

"Your mission is to keep Levi away from Zeke." your captain had instructed beforehand. "Avoid confrontation with two Ackermans."

Armin sat in a vacated apartment, watching out the window as you leaped from rooftop to rooftop and became smoothly airborne in the night sky.

Mikasa and Levi swarmed you, their hearts panging as loudly as yours.

Although you were Armin's enemy, he looked at you with amazement and awe in his big eyes. He was taken by you.

"So that's her..." he thought, watching your battle intently.

You moved swiftly and calculatedly, like a cat.

Armin's eyes struggled to follow you, they were darting around the night sky. Sometimes he lost you, and only found you again when he saw a flicker of ODM gear.

"Blood...?" he muttered under his breath when he saw you again.

You changed course desperately. It seemed like you were trying to escape the overwhelming fight.

You headed straight into the window of the vacated apartment building where Armin was hiding.

"Where is she going — !! "

He pulled out of sight just in time before you hurtled through the window with a violent smash.

The glass was pierced, shards flew everywhere. The sound of breakage and your body thudding on the wooden floor startled the atmosphere.

Armin flinched and reactively shielded himself with his arms as some glass shards struck his body. His cheek begun to bleed, a thin river of crimson ran down it.

He kept one shaky hand on his sword, ready to draw it. Knuckles white.

But his grip loosened when he saw you struggling to push yourself up with two hands.

It felt like a major moment when you and him looked at each other for the first time. For a second, Armin admired your beauty, albeit with a bit of bewilderment in his chest.

Your chest was violently heaving up and down. He could see you were pained by the impact of hurtling through a window, but injured by the fight with relentless Ackermans who now flew back hurriedly to Eren in the main battle.

You looked at him and he looked at you. Panting. Him less than you.

He lowered his gaze to your abdomen. "You're bleeding." he commented.

You didn't respond.

Armin cautiously approached where you limply laid.

"I just want to help you, I promise." the blond assured.

But as he approached you, you made a swipe at him and shuffled away like a cat. He very nearly got scratched.

"I'm not going to hurt you." he said earnestly.

His uniform was stained with blood, his blond hair bespattered with it too.

Armin drew closer. "You can trust me." he said.

He wondered why your eyes were still fearfully staring at him. Then he realized you were eyeing out his blades and gear.

"Will this help?" he dismantled his ODM gear and let it fall to the ground with a metallic thud. "I'm unarmed now."

The apprehensiveness in your face dulled out, but you still had a look of bewilderment as he came closer.

You felt puzzled.

He was a soldier, an enemy; a threat. So why did he show tenderness and humanity to you?

Slowly – for what felt like an infinity of a time – you let him draw closer to you.

He was cautious. Curious. Confused.

Cautious that you might try with your last bit of strength to kill him, but curious about if you would let your enemy treat your wounds. And confused, because he had no idea why he was betraying Levi's order's to stay away from Marley's Guardian.

"It's alright." he said comfortingly.

You remained still, your piercing eyes calculating his movements as he took off his military rucksack to retrieve medical supplies. It made him nervous to be your object of focus, even if you didn't seem hostile anymore.

When he showed gentleness in how he wrapped the bandages around you, you felt... well, you felt something, but you couldn't quite understand what it was or what it meant.

"Your name... what is it?" you asked him. You felt you just had to know his name, at the very least.

He looked up at you, his breath hitching. "Ah – ah, Armin." he said.

"Oh. The God of Destruction?" you remarked.

Armin felt awkward and awful. "I am the Colossal, yes." he admitted almost guiltily.

"That's very strange. You're the God of Destruction, but you're helping me. Why?" you asked blankly.

You seemed doll-like to him, he was absolutely intrigued.

"I... I don't know. I couldn't just leave you here to bleed out."

"But that's what you're supposed to do."

"I know, but I couldn't." he said, temporarily biting an end of the bandage.

Your blood got all over his hands and uniform but he didn't care.

"I don't understand." you furrowed your brows and began to tear up. It was all so confusing that it made you want to cry for some reason.

"Why are you treating me kindly?" you choked.

Armin forced himself to focus on wrapping your bandages or else he would have cried, too.

He breathed heavily as he listened to the battle outside continue.

"Why!"

He didn't answer you.

When he finished tending to your wounds and was sure that you could make it on your own, he disappeared after giving you a long, blue-eyed stare.

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just-your-local-cryptid · 4 months

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Armin arlert is either a sub who needs to be dotted on until he cries (that boi is a pretty crier and we all know it don’t deny it), or the most manipulative dom you have ever seen in your life.

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rubycafee · 2 years

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why did he have to grow a beard, like he was so fine without it ??

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historia-xxx · 6 months

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AOT MANGA SPOILERS

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jazz-png · 8 months

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I feel like I’ve been fed well with the amount of new eremin content I just re-blogged so I thought I would contribute to that and post some of my own art

(This was based off of a fanfic I read where armin is the next in line in a mafia group)

#tho this is all I can offer the eremin nation #a wip #that will likely stay a wip #bc I don’t like the way I drew armin #idk I need to get used to drawing him #my art #I was gonna post this on my art account #but I didn’t feel like logging in #eremin #erearu #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin eren #shingeki no kyoujin armin #shingeki no kyoujin fanart #aot #eren x armin

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jearmincentral · 9 months

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Armin not understanding how soccer works, but literally learning everything about it to cheer Jean on at his soccer games! Armin has the sign and everything and literally argues with people in the stands when they say “that shouldn’t have counted,” 😭and it’s Jean that people are talking mess about.

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poursomesunaonme · 2 years

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2 and 15 for Jean Armin and Connie maybe they worked late, came home, and reader just looked too cute while she was sleeping 😖

hope ur having a lovely day <3333

godDAMN this shit made me act up alsdfjaspdf

wc: 668

cw: nsfw (minors dni, 18+ only), somnophilia, established relationship w armin, choo choo train, male masturbation, voyeurism/exhibitionism

“fuck” is all that the men can utter when they trudge through the door, exhausted from the long day of work, to see their roommate’s partner sleeping soundly on the couch in the living room. armin swallows past the lump in his throat at the sight of his lover on her side, accentuating her already generous curves. the first step across the threshold sounds like a gunshot, seeing as armin’s mind starts to run so fast that he can’t control it.

he approaches the couch and kneels down next to you, stroking the hair out of your face. your breathing is soft on his hand, signaling that you’re in such a deep cycle that nothing can wake a heavy sleeper like you.

“god, she’s such a cutie,” connie murmurs, crouching next to armin. the blond turns toward his friend with a knowing grin. jean joins on the other side, muttering in agreement.

“you know,” armin starts, “she has been saying that she’s interested in an… encounter of sorts… with you two.”

“you’re lying,” jean whispers in disbelief. armin shakes his head.

“so if you wanted to… i don’t know… take turns…” armin can’t control the sounds that come from his mouth as he scratches the back of his head. jean and connie stand still for a minute before they burst into a flurry of movement to free themselves from their pants.

“just don’t cum in her,” armin warns, shimmying off his own slacks. his roommates nod.

after losing a game of rock-paper-scissors, jean stands back as connie gently rolls you onto your stomach and lines himself with your entrance. he spits on his hand to lubricate his dick, then lets a glob of saliva dribble from his mouth onto your cunt to ease himself in.

“dear god,” he groans when he pushes himself in, inch by inch. “so fuckin’ tight.”

armin breathes out a laugh, watching how your eyebrows twitch in your sleep. he can’t help himself when he starts to fist his cock, noticing jean doing the same. it seems debased, like some kind of sick debauchery, but it’s exactly the thing that you had been going on and on about recently.

connie’s pace picks up, fueled by how your cunt clenches him so perfectly, even in your sleep. he has to pull out before breaking armin’s only rule, cursing as he dismounts and goes to sit on another chair to watch jean have his turn.

he follows the same routine as connie, except he needs just a bit more lube for his cock. sliding it between your dewy folds, he makes sure he’s amply coated before sheathing himself in you.

“fuck, armin,” he groans, “how do you expect me not to cum in her?”

“thought the same thing myself,” connie snickers over the obvious disappointment.

“you’ll have to ask her yourself,” armin sneers, cock twitching at how you begin to groan in your sleep. he can tell that you’re starting to come out of sleep, and he can barely wait to sink into your plush walls.

jean doesn’t last too long either before pulling out with a string of curses. armin reminds himself that he needs to get them laid, preferably not with his own partner. he watches your eyes begin to twitch and your breathing becomes more normal.

the sound of jean and connie fisting themselves fills the room, providing a sickening symphony of carnal desire. armin can hardly control himself. your sweet little moans and hiccups are so cute, along with those occasional interjections of his name. he nearly busts at the sight of your eyes opening to behold jean and connie getting off to armin fucking you.

“‘min?” you murmur, still drowsy. “did i fall asleep?”

“mmhm,” he breathes, pressing a kiss to your shoulder blade. “you good?”

“yeah, yeah,” you sigh, “keep going. give jean and connie a show.”

if that statement itself didn’t get the two other men to bust, then how armin fucked you like an animal next certainly did.

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arlerts-angel · 8 months

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Dare I ask for jealous armin? Would he be sweet and tell you how he feels or would he be mean and show you how he feels? 🤭🤭

note: this sent me into jealous armin brainrot 😩🥰

nsfw ! minors kindly dni

cw: mean!dom!armin x afab!reader, reader has non-gendered pronouns, use of names (whore, baby, slut, angel), oral sex (m!receiving), unprotected penetrative sex (piv), light aftercare

how armin reacts when he feels jealous depends entirely on why he's jealous.

if someone hits on you unprompted, he'll just bring you a little closer to him... kiss the top of your head and wrap his arm around your waist.

but if you make him jealous on purpose? he's making a bit of a dramatic exit.

when he sees you chatting with someone else, laughing at their jokes (which he thinks knows aren't funny) and glancing over at him... he grabs your hand and drags you away. "wha- where are we going?" you ask innocently. he doesn't answer you, but instead calls out to the person you were flirting with.

"so sorry about dragging this pretty thing away from you. her whore mouth speaks out of turn sometimes."

his grip on your wrist tightens as he pulls you behind him. "armin–" you start. he stops abruptly and speaks in a low voice. "your mouth is only good for one thing right now, and that's not speaking."

once you're away from the crowd, he opens the car door for you because he's still a gentleman. he unbuttons his pants, revealing a tent in his boxers and a little spot of precum where the tip of his achy cock rests.

"show me how you really use that whore mouth of yours." he demands as he frees his erect cock from the confines of his boxers. you don't skip a beat before taking all of his length between your lips. he groans as you suck hungrily on his dick, outlining every curve and vein with your tongue.

"look so pretty with my dick in your mouth." he sighs, pulling your hair into a makeshift ponytail and fucking into your mouth. you gag around him, earning a moan from him. "you can take it baby, you're a good slut aren't you?" you nod and continue sucking him off.

he thrusts his cock deep into your throat a couple more times. "fuck–" he groans. his dick twitches in your mouth and you're suddenly met with his thick, warm cum coating your throat. you swallow it all (like a good slut does) and await his next command.

"we're not finished here. just wait til we get home." he coos. he has one hand on the steering wheel while the other teases your cunt. "so fucking wet. not surprised." he teases. "fuck 'min gonna make me cum–!" you whine, but he won't allow you to cum. not yet. he sucks your slick off his fingers and returns his hand to the steering wheel.

after an agonizing drive home, he bends you over the couch and fucks you from behind. "this is how whores get fucked. you like it? being fucked like a whore?" he says through gritted teeth. you nod, unable to complete a coherent thought. "use your words, pretty. you like it, don't you? so fucking dirty." he groans, slamming into your pussy mercilessly. "yes, sir." you cry out. "that's right." he says in your ear. "may i cum now, sir?" you ask as you approach your orgasm. "yeah, cum for me angel."

he slams his cock into you one last time before you both collapse into each other, riding out the highs of your climaxes. he kisses your shoulders and rubs your hair lovingly. "you okay, love? too much?" he asks sweetly. "i'm okay, thank you." you reply. "let's go shower and relax... and, angel? you know i love you, right?"

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the-traveling-poet · 7 months

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Date Night

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Your evening shift at the cafe takes a pleasant turn as your best friend, and childhood crush, makes an appearance at your place of work ahead of schedule.

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Pairings: Modern!Armin x Y/N

Warnings: None

SFW. Modern AU, Fluff, friends to lovers

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A/N: This was a request from my wattpad, and I felt like sharing :)

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Damn, I just wanna go home already....

Y/N sighed.

Though she loved her job as a barista at the local coffee shop in her small town, sometimes the six to eight hours of work drained her to the point of crashing on the spot as soon as her apartment key entered her room's lock and she set her bag down on the small couch in her living room.

The pay was decent, the customers were usually polite, and she got the weekends off. But sometimes, a girl just needs a BREAK.

As the last hour of her shift approached, Y/N found herself propped up on her elbows staring out the cafè's windows as the sun began to sink lower and lower across the horizon. She daydreamed about how she would spend the rest of her afternoon, after she closed up the shop for the evening. Since she'd made no plans for herself due to her being so mentally and physically exhausted lately, she suddenly found herself dreading her lonely night.

Perhaps a nice warm bath...or a movie? Maybe I should start back up on my skincare routine....

Before her daydream of lonely relaxation could continue, the soft chime of a bell from the shop's front door shook her of her thoughts. Stifling a groan, she quickly went to the counter where customers would order the their goods and prepared her little notepad for orders.

Only, she wasn't expecting to see a familiar face waiting for her on the other side of the island counter.

There stood a blonde man with soft blue eyes, peering happily at Y/N's surprised face.

Armin, who wasn't supposed to be off his own shift until eight in the evening, stood before her with a shy grin poking out from behind stray blonde hairs that fell across his forehead.

"Hey, Y/N!" He greeted nervously.

Armin had been a close friend of hers for years now, introduced to Y/N through her childhood friend, Mikasa. The moment the two met, it was as if a spark had ignited within the both of their hearts. Yet neither of them had said a thing, being too shy to confront the other, nor picking up on the other's feelings.

Even still, the two of them went way back.

Despite not acting on her emotions, Y/N considered Armin to be one of her closest friends. She would confide to him many a night about her many troubles; wether they would be big or small, and he would stay up with her for hours to talk through it all.

And whenever he needed a shoulder to lean on, or words of advice for something he was going through, he could always call her number or come see her at work for help.

Today, Y/N assumed, must be one of those moments he needed someone to talk to.

"Armin!" Y/N exclaimed. "I wasn't expecting you here today. Aren't you usually released from the office around eight?"

"Well..." Armin rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"I called in a favor, for tonight."

"Tonight? Is there something going on?" Y/N tilted her head slightly in concern as she set her order notebook down.

"No! No, nothing's wrong!" Armin was quick to reassure with a wave of his hand.

"I just....Wanted to be elsewhere for the night."

"I fully understand that," Y/N chuckled humorlessly.

"Which, uh, brings me to why I'm uh....here."

Armin stuttered with his words, yet still managed to keep eye contact with her.

Fully expecting him to need some form of comfort or advice, as that's why he would usually visit her during work hours, Y/N was quick to round the counter and take a seat beside him on a barstool. She patted the seat next to her, motioning for Armin to sit. He was slightly taken aback, but with a nervous smile, he sat.

Adjusting his shirt collar, he swallowed thickly before continuing.

"I was wondering if, ahh....You'd like to maybe...Join me tonight, since I have time off? After your shift, of course." He quickly added at the end.

Y/N's brows shot up in surprise. It wasn't like the two of them haven't hung out alone before. They had many times, and each time presented Y/N with a newfound treasured memory.

But calling off work early, to spend the evening with her?

Butterflies erupted in her stomach, but she did her best to remain calm on the outside.

"Of course Armin! My shift ends in an hour, but then I'll be all yours!"

Y/N blushed at her rash choice of words, and she didn't miss the color that rose to Armin's face, too.

"Ah, sweet!" He replied with that cute laugh Y/N loved so much.

A moment of silence engulfed them as Y/N took in this information. Finally looking back up at him, only to find him quickly averting his gaze away from where he had been staring at her face, she chuckled softly.

"So, we should we go?" she asked.

"Well...Actually, I had this evening planned out already, if that's okay with you?" He quickly asked back.

"Oh! Well...Of course, Armin. What are we gonna be doing?"

"That's, ahh, that's a surprise." Suddenly Armin grew nervous once more, and found it difficult to meet her eye.

Before Y/N could formulate a response, the tiny bell rang once again as new customers came in from the slight chill outside. Quickly standing back up, she shot Armin an apologetic look over her shoulder. Back behind the counter, she put on her best customer service front and continued her work.

All the while, Armin watched on from the barstool not far from her, watching her every move with an unconscious smile on his face.

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Roughly forty minutes later, when the last of the customers had left and the cleanup had been taken care of, Y/N removed her work apron and looked over to Armin, who's eyes were already on her. Attempting to hide his blush at being caught, Armin stood and turned his head away and cleared his throat.

"So uhh...Ready to go?" He asked shyly.

Y/N approached him and, deciding to be a little brave, embraced him loosely.

"Of course! Where are we going?"

Armin embraced her back, all the while trying to keep his cool. He couldn't mess this up...

"Oh, you'll see!" he grinned down to her.

But before she could get an answer out of him, Armin was making his way out of the shop towards his car parked by the curb, tugging her along by her hand.

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"Armin, c'mon I cant even tell where I'm stepping!" Y/N complained, thought the giggle in her voice betrayed her excitement.

"Almost there....Aaaandd....Here!"

Armin removed his hands from over her eyes so she could finally see. Ever since his car had come to a stop on a backroad a block back, he had insisted her eyes be covered for a 'surprise'.

And what she saw, was definitely a surprise.

There they both stood, in the center of the town's park where they had both met as children all those years ago. Y/N's eyes traveled over the familiar swing sets and tall trees that surrounded the park, memories flooding her mind.

Though the sun had begun it's descent, Armin could still see the light sparkle in her eyes when she turned back to face him.

"Oh Armin, the old park we met in! I'm surprised you even remembered!" Y/N laughed, standing closer to his side.

"How could I forget meeting my best friend, Y/N? And besides, that's not all...." Armin's voice failed him, so instead he simply pointed off their right towards a small slope. Y/N's eyes were quick to follow where he was pointing, and she gasped.

Atop the grass sat a large blue blanket, accompanied by a large wicker basket and a pair of glass cups, accompanied by a couple of candles waiting to be lit. In the very center of the blanket, a small vase of bluebells sat neatly.

Whipping her head back to stare up at Armin in shock, Y/N laughed, almost in disbelief.

"Armin, is that-"

Before she could even finish, Armin was leading her towards the hill with a grin. Once they reached the top, where they could easily view their surroundings uninterrupted, he finally turned back to her.

"Well, I remembered how, back when we were younger and talking about our futures, you had once said you'd always wanted to have a picnic date with someone special. And I thought, why not here? Somewhere special, with someone special...." Armin's voice suddenly failed him again as his cheeks lit up in color.

Feeling beyond touched that, not only had he remembered a childhood fantasy of hers, he had brought it to life before her eyes, Y/N reached her hand forward and caressed his face softly.

"Armin, this is perfect. It's what I had always dreamed it to be. Thank you," and with that, Y/N leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss onto his cheek.

Now that Armin was a complete stuttering mess, Y/N took a seat on the blanket and began rummaging through the basket Armin had prepared.

Inside were many treats and delicacies, as well as drinks and napkins. Smiling fondly at the treats, Y/N motioned for Armin to sit right next to her as she averted her gaze to the heavens.

Hesitantly, he sat. Only to admire her as she admired the heavens.

"You-you're really p-pretty, yknow," Armin stuttered.

Y/N leaned into his side, and finally he relaxed beside her as well.

"Was leaving work early just an excuse for you to finally ask me out on a date, Armin?" Y/N grinned broadly up at the blond.

Armin cleared his throat loudly as his face darkened in color once more.

"I!...Well, no....Uhh....Maybe?"

With a blush of her own, Y/N slowly intertwined her hand with his, much to Armin's surprise.

"I love this, Armin. And...I love you, if it's not too early to say..." Y/N finally confessed, the love he had shown her tonight through his efforts encouraged her to finally be truthful with her best friend.

"I...I love you too, Y/N. Since...Well, forever!" Armin sputtered out, now gripping her hand back with a delicate blush coating his cheeks an ears.

"So, can we consider this out first official date?" He suddenly asked.

Chuckling to herself, Y/N gave his hand a squeeze.

"Yes, I'd very much like that."

And so they sat for several more hours, hand in hand chatting away as the moon made its appearance in the sky and the stars grew brighter.

From discussing about their days, to reminiscing about their pasts together, to simply laying in silence munching on snacks together occasionally pointing out constellations to one another from their makeshift beds, they both finally felt content. With the other by their sides forevermore. Wrapped together in moonlight, a new life, and eternal love.

What a way to end a shift.

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arminsumi · 8 months

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˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Marley's Guardian Ⅲ

ARMIN x f.reader

A/N: as requested by lovely @ivalioneisavenue ! so sorry I took sooo long on this request i know it was very anticipated! 🫠 i got a bit distracted along the way but i hope it's as enjoyable as the prev. parts!

🏷️; @chuuyasballz / @fckwritersblock / @sad-darksoul

Wc: 1.4k

Overview; after enduring both Eren in the cell and Levi in the interrogation room, Armin comes to help you and tend to your wounds once again.

Content; canonverse, light fluff, angst, Marleyan reader

Warnings; light S4 spoilers, injuries, implied interrogation

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An authoritative voice reverberated through the gondola, the owner being a redhead giving an impassioned speech. You watched him pace back and forth, your mind slipping in and out of consciousness.

In your half-awake state, you could only barely make out the situation; you’d been restrained and tied up after protecting your little sister and Falco from the rage of the soldiers.

“Who is in favor of tossing them off?” the speech-giver asked his comrades.

Tossing them off? What did that mean?

A spark of realization and fear alighted your eyes, and you cried – but it was weak and pathetic, much like your posture; curled up on the floor, unable to defend Gabi and Falco, who were bloodied and weakened themselves.

Gabi kept an unwavering stare on you.

“What’s going on here?” a voice asked, one comfortingly familiar.

“These two tried to shoot Sasha. Then she acted hostile, too.”

“Nah! Don’t get it twisted. Hange, the Guardian protected me from taking the shot.” Sasha defended you.

A raging argument began, one you never heard the end of because you finally lost consciousness, the stabbing pain of your wounds forcing you to succumb to an abyssal dream.

Groggy. Cold. Pained. Confused. You woke up in what seemed to be a dungeon chamber. It felt awfully medieval.

You remember the torch flames flickering in your bleary vision. The crackles of fire, clinking shackle restraints, and dripping water – like out of a sink. Gentle breaths and footsteps neared you. As your vision unblurred you spotted in the opposite cell, behind rusted bars, two gleaming green eyes at first.

“You look awful.” Eren’s deep voice reverberated heavily in your chest.

You blinked at him. Silence ensued.

“But not worse than your little sister.”

Your chest panged. “Where is she and Falco?” you asked immediately, though your voice came out weak. Your throat was so dry and hoarse.

“How the hell would I know where they are?” he snapped unexpectedly.

Another silence ensued.

“Where is the blond?”

Eren peered at you through his cell. His brows furrowed in confusion. Water beaded off strands of his dark hair.

“The blond?” he questioned, “Armin?”

“A – rrrmeen?” you could barely pronounce his name like Eren did. “Armeen.”

Eren chortled at your struggling accent.

“Where is Armeen?” you asked again.

“I don’t know where Armeen is,” Eren mocked. He gave you a long, judgemental look. You only blinked expressionlessly at him, giving no hint to your deepest emotions in that moment.

“Why the hell did he help you? Did you bewitch him with your good looks or something?”

“I don’t know.”

“Did you threaten him to help you? Probably.” He scoffed, “Knowing you… I bet you have no shame for all the pain you’ve caused Eldians, right? Not a shred of regret.”

“What?” you seemed confused, so Eren bitterly elaborated.

“Years ago, you intervened when we were about to finish off Reiner. Do you have any idea how frustrating and tormenting that was?”

“I was only following orders.” You replied.

Eren gritted his teeth. He hated that you talked in such an unfazed tone.

“Is that all you are? Just an empty shell of a person who’s only good for taking orders?” he insulted.

You just couldn’t understand why he seemed so riled up. You hadn’t attacked him or showed hostility, how could you in this state? Never mind the fact you were behind bars.

Eren stood to his full height while you sat splayed on the ground, his big hands holding onto his cell’s bars.

“Is that a bad thing?” you asked ponderingly.

“It’s sickening.”

You just couldn’t understand him.

“Why?” you asked.

Eren looked like he was a volcano due to erupt. Not that it frightened you in the slightest.

“Because you’re not free.” He said.

“I don’t understand why that matters.” You replied.

Your cool exterior seemed to push him over the edge. He snapped and yelled at you with his thunderous voice, “God, why the hell did Armin show you kindness! Is he insane!”

Stuck underground in cramped dungeons, it was terrifying to see a flash of lightning across his eyes.

The heat in the atmosphere rose, as did the tension, but just before it became alarming, the doors down the corridor opened with a bang.

“What the hell is going on in here?” Levi’s drawling voice sounded from a distance.

He walked at a quick pace to your cell and peered into it.

You caught the Captain’s steely eyes for a split second.

He turned away to face Eren, who had receded into the darkness of his cell as if he were a creature in a cave. It seemed just the Captain's presence was enough for him to shut up.

“You.” Levi returned his attention to you. His presence was unsettling, but much less so than Eren’s; in some way you were relieved he had arrived.

“We’ve got some questions to ask you. Try bite and I’ll cut your head off, ‘not like you can defend yourself in this state anyways.”

The cell door rattled open. Moments later, you were being brought into another room with their Commander; those eyes gleamed at you from behind glasses.

Levi forced you into a seat so hard that you let out a small yelp.

“Good to see you again.” Hange said half-jokingly to lighten the mood. “If you cooperate, there will be no need for these.” Hange motioned towards an array of... utensils.

Levi was eyeing you from the corner of the room. You shifted uncomfortably and coughed.

“Is my sister okay?” you asked boldly. She was the only thought in your mind right then.

“Shut up, you’re in no position to ask questions – ”

“Your sister is okay.” Hange interrupted Levi’s cold reply.

You emerged from the interrogation room with blood dribbling out your nose. You had a bit of a limp thanks to Levi’s ‘interrogation technique’.

It was then that Armin came across you, and he immediately asked – no, he pleaded – with his Commander. “May I take her into my care? She’s not hostile… and even if she was, she’s too hurt to do anything. Please?”

“Alright. Then take her.” Hange replied bluntly.

Though the blond offered to help you walk, noticing your limp, you gave him a frown of refusal. “Okay… that’s alright, then, just follow me. Don’t stray from my side.”

Was it his authoritativeness or kindness that made you want to follow his command? Maybe it was simply his gentleness of character. He was really a balm to your senses after enduring Eren and Levi.

“You need to drink something. Your lips are very dry.” Armin said, encouragingly giving you water.

But you stared at him apprehensively and recoiled when he reached out to you. He was so frustrated; all he wanted was to take care of you; but you didn’t accept his care. But he was determined to keep trying.

“Maybe you’d like to wash off?” he offered. “You have a lot of blood. I can get you some clothes, though I don’t know if my shirt will fit you…”

You didn’t reply. He let out a suppressed sigh. “Follow me.” He ordered. Of course, you followed.

He led you into a washing room. While you stood around and observed the mosaic tiles, he scurried around for cloths and soap.

Cleaning off the blood and dirt of battle was difficult. Not because it didn’t come off, but because you kept timidly recoiling at his touch. He persisted, and maybe an hour later, he managed to rub the cloth across your arm before you swatted his hand away. Why clean off the blood? It seemed pointless to you.

Even at your weakest, you still had enough strength to hurt. His hand stung a bit, but he kept trying.

“Your sister is okay. She’s locked up, but okay. And the little boy with her is okay, too.” He said, trying his best to comfort you in some way.

You didn’t respond, only looked at him, curiously analysing his features to try and understand why they made your chest flutter.

“You’ll be alright, too. I’ll make sure of it. Come find me if you’re scared or hurt.” He said with a sincere smile. Small, but sincere.

You coughed a bit when you tried to speak. Armin gave you water, pleased when you took it so willingly from his hands.

That was the only time you attempted to speak to him, except for when he carried you to a soft cot. When he laid your heavy bones down to rest, you looked up at him with a serious face.

You asked a familiar question, “Why are you so kind to me?”

Armin looked at you, withholding all his emotions in his expression.

“Why?” you repeated. You sounded so eager to know, so confused by the truth that showed in his tender gaze.

“Because...” he began quietly, thinking over his answer and choosing his words slowly and carefully. “Although you maintain that... expressionless face, I know — I can feel — that beneath it you're just a person like me.”

His face reddened a bit.

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just-your-local-cryptid · 8 months

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People forget how fucked up and a little evil armin is. Mother fucker is an expert in psychological warfare and will not hesitate to use it.

#attack on titan season 4 #aot #attack on titan #armin arlert #armin aot #snk armin #snk #armin #shingeki no kyoujin armin #shingeki no kyoujin #he’s terifying #aot manga #aot anime #I just read vol 12 and the shit he says to berthold #he will do whatever it takes to win #snk anime #snk manga

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suniix · 2 years

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in the jaws of death | armin x reader

synopsis | in your final moments you recall a moment you’d come to regret

word count | 871

warning | blood, major character death (reader), angst

note | found this in my drafts, not really canon accurate (from what i remember) also this was inspired from the scene where armin is trying to protect jean from a titan in season 2!

It’s the end, you know it is.

Yet you can’t stop yourself from thinking, hoping, that you’d be able to make it out alive.

The mission was supposed to go smoothly, Armin's plan should have worked— you had gone over it together to weed out any flaws (not that there were many to begin with).

You remember the night clearly, the night Armin had asked for your help creating a plan to rescue Eren. There’s no possible way you’d be able to forget it, how could you possibly when that was the night you’d come to regret for the rest of your short life?

The way he came knocking on your door way past midnight with disheveled hair, the way he set down sheets of paper all over your desk, the way your hands would occasionally brush against one another, the way his eyes would stare into yours making you feel seen.

His eyes which reminded you of the ocean— at least from what you’ve heard.

Armin's eyes seemed as deep as a lake and as blue and the clearest skies, which are all things you’ve heard that describe the ocean according to Armin. Whenever you compared his eyes to the ocean his cheeks would flush a cute shade of red and he’d turn the other way.

“Unlike my eyes, the ocean actually contains valuable things that we can use.” He sighed.

You hated the fact you knew exactly what he was talking about. He was constantly compared to Commander Erwin, a well respected man amongst the scouts for his bravery and intelligence. Armin felt he’d never be able to hold a candle to him.

“Did you know eyes are considered the windows to the soul?”

Armin turned to look at you in confusion, not knowing how to respond to the random comment.

“I read it in a book you once lent me, and right now,” You turn and stand right in front of him, staring deeply into his eyes, “your eyes tell me everything. They tell me the color of the ocean and sky. They tell me you’re scared that this plan won’t work and once again you’ll be compared to Commander Erwin, but your intelligence shines through and a small part of you believes this plan could actually work. Believe in yourself, just like I believe in you.”

You don’t know when either of you got so close to each other, but you don’t pull away. It seems so natural, the way the two of you gravitate toward each other. You’re so close you could practically feel his breath, but you both quickly shy away before any contact could happen.

Part of you likes to believe Armin didn’t really need your help as he already had the entire plan finished, but he instead just wanted to see you. One final time, just in case anything were to happen during the mission (neither of you expected it to actually go wrong).

Yet here you were, staring death straight in the face as its giant mouth opened to swallow you whole.

Death smelled putrid.

You could only kick your legs in an attempt to break free from the titans grip, but it was useless. You felt its hand slowly squeezing the life out of you, surely a rib or two was broken. If the titan didn’t eat you alive then surely you’d die from a punctured lung.

As the titan brought you closer to its mouth you began to think about all of your regrets and missed opportunities and for a second you could’ve sworn you heard someone call your name.

A sweet voice, one you could never grow tired of.

“(Y/n)!”

And suddenly the world moves slowly.

The sun is shining through the clouds, painting the battlefield gold. It would have been a beautiful sight if not for the blood and mangled bodies littered everywhere.

Behind the titan about to end your life is the person you thought you’d get to live your whole life with. The two of you are staring at each other. All you can see is Armin’s fear stricken expression as he helplessly hits at his odm gear. It must be broken. What a shame, it seems like everything is going wrong today.

You want to scream, shout— say everything you’ve held back for years. You want to tell him how you feel, but it’s as though your voice is gone and the words refuse to spill from your lips. So, you do the only thing you can do.

Part of you likes to believe Armin understood what you mouthed to him that day, but you’ll never know for sure.

The way his eyes seemed to have widened more (if that were even possible) and his mouth turned downward in what seemed to be a heartbroken expression was a slight confirmation, but given the situation around you you really couldn’t tell. You’ll never know if his heart broken expression was because his best friend was about to die or because the person he loved most was about to.

Either way, there was nothing left to do, so you stopped fighting and closed your eyes, accepting what was to come.

And suddenly the world went dark.

thank you for reading till the end! :D

masterlist

#armin x reader #armin x you #armin x y/n #armin arlert #attack on titan #attack on titan armin #aot armin #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin armin #—🎐; bean writes

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heartsfrommars · 2 years

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an authors pearl ღ

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synopsis .. oh nothing, just thinking about children’s author!armin when he first landed his eyes on illustrator!y/n.

content warning .. fluff all around !

word count .. 539

tags .. @gabzlovesu .. @y3ager .. taglist

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children’s author!armin always had an imagination when it came to literature. he would always visualize the castles or the princes who would fight off all the evil knights. but he never found books that grasped his love of the ocean. of course he had his informational text, but he wanted much more.

so when he got his degree in english literature, he went straight to work to write and publish his own books.

children’s author!armin books consisted of ocean adventures that a group of friends took. during their journeys, they would encounter sea giants, new friends and more. but the crew of his story is what had kids and parents grab his books off the shelf. armin had such a way with words and he also knew how to characterize them so perfectly. despite them being so different, they still had the ability to compliment each other. for instance, he has a pairing where a female character is so science crazy and into adventure and enthusiastic. but her partner in crime is rather serious and stoic, but he still tolerates her. his friends would always pick at him and say he based the characters on them when they would purchase his books to read to their kids, but he would always deny that claim.

children’s author!armin was well known in his career despite being so young and he always received great feedback from his editors. but the moment the story was approved, he had to find an illustrator who can bring his words to life. that’s when things got difficult. armin was very picky and specific. he already felt so connected to his work, so he wanted to feel the same for the artwork that would express the words he took time to write.

he’s editors gave him the portfolios of many illustrators whose work would bring his true vision to life. they were all great, but they didn’t make anything in him spark. either they were too bright for his liking, or it was so animated to the point that it looked like it could be a drawn by a 2 year old. he was about to lose hope and just scrap the story as a whole before he saw your portfolio. you just had the right balance of realism and animation that armin asked his team to set up a meeting up immediately.

what he didn’t expect was to be greeted by such a beautiful face when he walked into the meeting room. he was so stunned he almost missed shaking your hand before he grabbed it tenderly, shaking it with ease as he stared at you. your smiling being the feature he admired the most. everytime his team would try to explain what he envisioned, he couldn’t help but watch the way you would doodle in your sketchbook to get a grasp of his words. it was truly admirable on how quick you can come up with such an image.

before children’s author!armin knew it, the meeting was over. but he didn’t want this to be the last time you two see each other.

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marley’s notes ღ .. IDK. idk what came over me for this but you cannot tell me you can’t see armin as a children’s author. like seeing him go down this path is literally adorable. and plus illustrator y/n? i’m a genius(in my opinion :p). but like i lowkey want to do some more with them, but idk. this was supposed to be a a little drabble, but it became a one shot real quick lmaoo, i just kept typing 😭. but i hope y’all like it!

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