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marswritesstuff · 4 months

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aot boys + writing their name on you

contains: armin arlert, eren jaeger, zeke jaeger, erwin smith, levi ackerman, jean kirstein x gn!reader

nicknames: darling (erwin), baby (jean)

warnings: reader and armin are implied to be in high school/college in armin's, reader and erwin are implied to be of drinking age in erwin's, mentions of drinking and reader getting drunk, kinda suggestive, reader's breasts are mentioned but never mentioned to be male or female

armin:

When your relationship is still private to just you and your friends, he loves talking about you to the people who know. “My partner” this and “my partner” that- he tries not to be annoying about it, but he loves that people know.

When football season rolls around, all the players are giving their spare jerseys to their partners to wear.

Armin, being the manager, doesn’t have a jersey to give you, and you two are still trying to keep your relationship on the down-low until you’re more settled.

Armin pulls you into a corner on the morning of the homecoming game and pulls a sharpie out of his pocket. He grabs your hand and smiles, before writing “ARLERT” in big bold letters across the back of your hand.

He plants a kiss on your warm cheek before slipping away to his first class.

It’s subtle enough that not many people even take notice of it, but every time you see a peek of black while you’re writing, your mind floods with images of your beaming boyfriend.

(By the end of the season, you have a varsity jacket with his name embroidered onto it. You wear it to every game.)

eren:

Eren isn’t dumb- you’re hot as fuck, and he knows other people want you. He trust you with his entire heart, but still, he doesn’t like the idea of people who don’t know about you two looking at you like that.

So, like a completely reasonable person, after hugging you good morning, he drops to his knees in front of you and slips a hand under your shirt.

While you don’t know what he’s doing at first, he looks up to you for permission when he pulls out the sharpie. When you give him a nod, he writes “JAEGER” in small blocky lettering just below your belly button, then, with a hand on your hip, turns you around to do the same on the small of your back.

You appear the same when he pulls away from you to leave a lingering kiss on your lips, but all day, whenever you lean down to grab anything or stretch your arms above your head, anyone watching can see your boyfriend’s name scrawled on you.

zeke:

Zeke isn’t jealous. He doesn’t care if other people want you, and he doesn’t need to show you off, because you’re his and his only, and you both know that. He’s yours as well.

But… good lord, if seeing his name on you doesn’t turn him on.

One night Zeke brings up the idea. At first, he’s joking, but he feels a shudder run through you from where his arm is wrapped around you, and suddenly the idea is invading his thoughts regularly.

So one night Zeke presents you with a marker and tells you his idea. After you give him permission and pull off your shirt when he asks, he takes his time kissing all over you and worshipping your chest and torso.

Eventually, you run your fingers through his hair and guide him back to the topic at hand, and he watches goosebumps rise on your stomach as he writes “ZEKE JAEGER” in his curvy letters below your breasts.

The next day, whenever Zeke’s arm is around you, his fingers run over the faked ink through your clothes, and you shudder in his arms.

It may have started as a joke, but that sharpie never leaves Zeke’s bedroom again.

erwin:

One night, before you go out drinking with all your friends, Erwin gently takes your arm at the door and grabs a sharpie off the table.

“Darling, we both know you’re a… friendly drunk. I’d simply like to have some assurance that everyone knows you are taken.”

You roll up your sleeve and allow your boyfriend to scrawl “if lost return to ERWIN SMITH” in his perfect cursive across your arm. He places a gentle kiss over the ink after he recaps the marker, and then another on your lips before he leads you out to the car.

Hange teases you about the words when you get to the bar (“wow, can’t take you anywhere, huh?”), but your heart warms when you’re stumbling back to your car with your boyfriend and he finally tugs your sleeve down after a long night.

levi:

Levi isn’t quite so civil about it. He’s not incredible at expressing his feelings, but he really loves you and does his best to make sure you know it.

The first time he sees someone blatantly flirting with you after you start dating, he cuts into the conversation and drags you away as soon as he can.

Later, in private, he pushes past his own mental barriers and tells you, “I don’t like seeing other people look at you like that. Only I’m supposed to look at you like that.”

Neither of you come up with something easily to let people know you’re taken, aside from something like cheesy t-shirts (which Levi vetoes immediately).

A few days later, Levi approaches you with a sharpie and pushes your chin up. You respond easily to his hands, and sit still as he writes “LEVI” in his sloppy lettering across your collarbone.

“Perfect,” he murmurs, running his fingers across it when he finishes.

“Baby, I love the idea, but…” your neck cranes to see the letters. “You know I can barely read that, right?”

He doesn’t quite blush, but you can tell he’s nearly there. You take his hand in yours, smiling.

“Hey. It’s perfect. It’s you, and that’s what really matters, right?”

jean:

When you, Jean, Connie, and Sasha are hanging out, Connie dares Jean to write his name on you.

It starts as a joke, funny for everyone: Jean writes “KIRSTEIN” in thick letters on your cheek, and you both giggle, while Connie and Sasha crack up and take photos.

But later that night, after Sasha and Connie leave, Jean pulls you into his lap and kisses over his name on your cheek.

“Hey baby? Do you think I could make you a Kirstein for real some day?”

You push his hair back and smile. “A bit fast for that, don’t you think, Mr. Kirstein?”

He grins back and kisses you deeply, his hand coming up to cup your cheek and thumb over the sharpie.

“Someday,” you mumble into the kiss, and he lifts you up to take you to his bedroom.

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kissagii · 2 years

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Hi. How is your day/night? Am I not disturbinng you?

If not, then may I request headcanons about Porco Galliard, Pieck Finger and Zeke Yeager (separeatly) (if you do obly one character then may it be Pieck?) being almost k!lled by one of soldiers from Paradis and then comes Male! Reader who is also Survey Corps member and rescues them (Pieck, Porco and Zeke) by k!lling attacker. Lets just say it was some random, beacuse AOT has too much good characters arleady dead *sobs*. He done it beacuse he had enough of this place and eanted to have normal life outside the Walls. And so he joins them and Reader returns with them to Liberio.

Feel free to do it anytime you want. I don't want to make feel you uncomfortable.

Also sorry if I'm interupting you. Have great day/night.

~🏐Anon

hi! love this idea, it's really unique. sorry for taking so long to get to this, hope you like it! a

𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕖𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕫𝕖𝕜𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜

warnings: season 4 spoilers, mild language, death, violence, knives

she/her, she/they, fem readers dni

peick was never good in close-quarters fights

her titan shifting powers were her biggest strength and she knew it

so when a jeagerist had cornered her in a small room she was almost helpless

she fought him off for a while, but it was clear she wouldn't win

and that's when you come in

she's on the ground, struggling to heal her wounds as the jeagerist attempts to question her

as a survey corps soldier, you were never the biggest fan of the marleyans, but you hated eren and his henchmen even more

and hell if you were about to let one kill a valuable asset

you caught the random man off guard, so the fight was short

a blow to the head with the butt of your knife had him out cold

only then did you turn to make sure peick was okay. even though she could heal herself, it was more out of habit than of concern

she thanked you profusely for saving her, a sort of kindness you though the marleyans could never show

after all, they were the enemy. they had destroyed everything you ever had.

but something about her genuine smile was making you rethink

an ambush was just about the last thing you had expected

after all, zeke was brought to the middle of nowhere to keep him away from the inevitable wrath of paradis' citizens

you were on watch when the ambush began, one of the few scouts stationed at the remote house

it was the sudden cries from his room that clued you in

the attacker had cornered him in his sleep, unable to use his powers and unable to fight back

when you entered the room, zeke had a knife to his throat

you hated to be violent, but you had a duty to protect zeke. his titan powers were too important to risk losing.

so you charged the attacker boldly, pulling out one of your many concealed weapons

he fought back with passion but a clear lack of skill

you bested him quickly with a few strategically placed blows

zeke softly murmured his thanks

and you eyed him carefully

"it's only because of my duty," you responded harshly

little did he know, there was more emotion behind it than simply your duty

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ecoamerica · 23 days

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lemmetreatya · 1 year

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💜 MASTERLIST 💜

💙 - Request

❤️‍🔥 - Contains Smut/Mature

💞 PAST EVENTS 💞

Val’s “Got Dat Love Inem” Valentine’s Event

JJK

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

teasing during sex (gojo, geto, sukuna, toji, nanami) ❤️‍🔥

Gojo Satoru

Party Pooper (Gojo x fem reader)

Office Shambolics (Gojo x Geto x fem reader)

Expensive Gifts (Gojo x fem reader) 💙

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

Geto Suguru

Office Shambolics (Gojo x Geto x fem reader)

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

Toji Fushiguro

home and away (coworker!toji x fem!reader) ❤️‍🔥

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

Nanami Kento

JJK Men Turn Ons and Offs 💙

AOT

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

Eren Jaeger

Gentleman’s Kryptonite (Eren x fem reader)❤️‍🔥

Eren’s Insta spam (Eren x black!fem reader)

pt. 1

pt. 2

pt. 3 💙

Deliveryman!eren x reader

In Memory of Me (Eren x fem!reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

Headcanons:

Using your products 💙

Reiner Braun

Play Housewife for A Bit (Old money!Reiner x fem reader)

PURE/HONEY (Reiner x fem reader) ❤️‍🔥

The Guy at The Till (Reiner x fem reader)

Part 1 ❤️‍🔥

Part 2 ❤️‍🔥

Band drummer!Reiner x fem reader

Reiner’s Insta spam (Reiner x black!fem reader)

Husband!Reiner x fem black!reader

The Landlord’s Son (Christmas special: Tumblr Exclusive) ❤️‍🔥

Home for New Years — Husband!Reiner x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

KU LO SA — Reiner x reader

It’s Everyone’s Game — Southern!Reiner x Fem!reader 💙

farmer!Reiner x fem!reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Headcanons:

Waking up next to him

Dom!reiner in bed ❤️‍🔥

Sub!reiner in bed ❤️‍🔥

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

Teacher!Reiner x reader

Jean Kirstein

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

Levi Ackerman

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

Onyankopon

AOT men Facials pt. 1 ❤️‍🔥

For a Time Such as This — Onyankopon x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

What’s Mine is Mine — Onyankopon x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

Postcard for the Road — Onyankopon x fem!Reader 💙

In Words I struggle to Express — Bassist!Onyankopon x Singer!fem Reader

No Self-Control — Pilot!Onyankopon x Air Hostess fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

Triple N — Onyankopon x Fem!Reader 💙❤️‍🔥

We Really Shouldn’t…But — Onyankopon x fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

Feet kink — Onyankopon x fem!Reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Nerd!Onyankopon x fem!reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Nerd!Onyankopon x fem!reader PT 2 💙❤️‍🔥

dilf!Onyankopon x fem!reader 💙

Zeke Jaeger

Rent-A-Boyfriend — Zeke x fem!reader

It Was An Accident!!! — Zeke x Eren x Jean x fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

JJBA

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

Jotaro Kujo

The Girl Who Works at The Diner (Jotaro x fem reader) 💙

Jotaro x Goth!fem reader 💙

soft!jotaro x accidental pregnancy!fem reader

single!father jotaro x fem reader

6789998212 (jotaro x black!fem reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

ARSENIC (jotaro x black!fem reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

My Protector (jotaro x reader) 💙

New Years and A Hint of Blue Magic - Jotaro x black!fem reader 💙

New Muse (Jotaro x black!fem reader) 💙

Size kink + bulging prompt (jotaro x fem!reader) 💙❤️‍🔥

When Life Gives you Pastries (single dad!Jotaro x baker!reader) 💙

Fear is for the (supposed) weak! (jotaro x reader) 💙

Stay (so i have you with me) — fwb!jotaro x black fem!reader 💙❤️‍🔥

Headcanons:

Mornings with jotaro (christmas edition)

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Everything, Everything for You My Dear (Polnareff x gn reader) 💙

Josuke Higashikata (Part 4)

Ready Player One (josuke x black!fem reader) 💙

Giorno Giovanna

Never Would Have Thought (giorno x black!fem reader) 💙

New Dawnings (giorno x black!fem reader) 💙

Leone Abbacchio

Abbacchio x Goth!fem reader 💙

Team Bucciarati

Honey (Team Bucciarati x reader) 💙

MHA

job!character masterlist ❤️‍🔥

Keigo Takami

Just Say It — Hawks x fem!reader ❤️‍🔥

Daddy’s Home — BD!Hawks x fem!reader

MARVEL

Miguel O’Hara

Maybe it’s Foreboding (Or Not) — Miguel x fem!reader

Change and Her Consorts — Miguel x fem!Reader ❤️‍🔥

#jotaro x reader #eren x reader #reiner x reader #gojo x reader #gojo x geto #geto x reader #attack on titan #jojos bizarre adventure #jujutsu kaisen #jotaro x black reader #eren x black reader #reiner x black reader #gojo x black reader #jotaro smut #eren smut #reiner smut #gojo smut #onyankopon smut #onyankopon x black reader

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arminsumi · 1 year

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HELLO! You're literally one of the best writers that I've found here on tumblr, you write Eren so good😭, Idk if you're accepting any requests ATM if you're not, just ignore this🙇🏻‍♀️ BUT I HAVE THIS UH THOUGHT, college student Eren x reader likeeeeee Eren is chasing after reader, (Zeke's best friend, they're both also in college) that's all, iloveoyyou

Awh ily too! Ty for your req and kind words!

Puppylike

Oneshot / E. Jaeger

Eren just has this puppylike quality about him. He really likes you and wants to enjoy your company more, but it his brother receives almost all your attention.

Cws; fluff, slight angst, mentions smoking (Zeke), slight jealousy

Notes on reader; gn!

Notes on au; college!au

Puppylike.

That was how you described your best friend's brother. But it was only you who described him like that. I mean, some people called him a vulture, or an arrogant asshole, or a deadpan bitch. The list goes on.

But to you, he was puppylike. Because when he was around you he assumed this role of an adoring-eyed, head-tilted college boy. He trotted behind you and Zeke from lecture to lecture.

One bright day, you visited the Jaeger house. Emphasis on bright; the sun was ruthlessly scalding your scalp while you knocked at the front door. The Jaeger house was... well, not just a house, but an awfully extravagant mansion, its architecture was pleasing to the eye.

"Oh, hey." Eren greeted you when he opened the front door.

He stared at you for a moment, then spoke again. "Uh, Zeke is out right now. Um, wanna come in anyways? He'll be back in an hour."

"Okay!" You beamed up at him.

He stepped aside for you to walk in. God he was tall, he was practically a skyscraper. You two had a hilarious height difference. You couldn't help but laugh whenever he pulled you into a hug and awkwardly smushed your face into your torso.

You and Eren went up to his bedroom on the second floor, and even though he tried hard to maintain his deadpan expression, he let his excitement slip through his eyes and body language. See, he really fucking liked you, but he was too intimidated by the fact that you were his brother's best friend to have actually asked you out.

He idled around his room shyly before you started a conversation.

"Did you get it restrung?" You asked, nodding towards his guitar which rested with its neck against his desk.

"Huh? Oh, oh yeah I did." He replied.

"Then play something for me! C'mon, pretty please?" You asked, pouting after he showed reluctance.

"I haven't practiced in a while..." He mumbled.

"Please?" You begged, more so with your eyes than your voice.

He gave in because of those eyes, those sweetly begging eyes. He was only like this with you. You could have snapped your fingers and he would have been there, at your feet, with whatever you requested, even if what you requested was the whole world.

Eren took his guitar by the neck and positioned it on his thigh. He had such a gentle way of handling things, a manner about him that you could only describe as an 'endearing brunette feeling'.

He strummed a few chords and tuned his guitar accordingly. If only you knew how much he liked you. He refrained from retuning his guitar with Armin yesterday just so that he could retune it with you instead, because he thought you might find it cool that he could do that.

After he fiddled with the pegs, Eren strummed again. His fingers then plucked the strings while you watched. The vibrations of the melodies was so wonderful that you could feel it reverberating deep in your chest; it was one of those ungodly expensive acoustic guitars, one you could have never even fathomed buying.

Eren started playing something familiar, and your ears quickly picked up the notes; it was the acoustic version of your favorite song.

"That's nice..." You praised, letting your eyes flutter shut so you could drift off to the melody. Each vibration of the strings quelled your buzzing nerves.

See, it was a hot day. A melt-your-face-off kind of hot day. Unbearable heat. And yet you still went over to Zeke's house for a study session.

Usually you two studied at the library. But sometimes, to Eren's contentment, it was at the Jaeger house. If Zeke ever notified Eren that you were coming, this is what usually happened;

Zeke would yell from his bedroom, "Eren, Y/n is coming over in about 'ten."

Eren would spring from his bed and scramble the mess.

"TEN MINUTES!? Why didn't you tell me sooner, you dick! I don't even- I don't even look good!" And then he would fuss with his hair in the mirror.

Today, though, Eren averted this crisis because he knew you were coming. He cunningly gave Zeke some excuse to be out of the house so that when you knocked on the door, Eren could be the one to answer it and steal some time with you before your study session.

Eren just always felt like his brother hogged all of your attention and time. When there was an opportunity to steal your company, he seized it in a heartbeat.

So, he sat there strumming a song for you, too shy to speak, but contented to be alone with you.

You opened your eyes to observe him; he was in his natural habitat, hair spilling over his shoulders, clad in that black tank top that drives you crazy. He was so sorely attractive yet so sorely unaware of it, which in some way made him all the more attractive.

Zeke came back home and announced his arrival by making this coughing-yelling noise in the foyer (it's an inside joke between them, who knows what it means). Eren just seemed disappointed that his brother had come back from the store so quickly.

"Anyone home?" Zeke called again, climbing the stairs.

"Oh, we're up here!" You replied.

"Hello hello." He greeted you two, entering Eren's bedroom.

Zeke suggested you have some food and drink before studying.

"I wanna study in your pool." You said, and this caught Eren's attention.

You three were heading downstairs to the kitchen; a very luxurious kitchen, of course... their dad is a doctor.

"You'll get the textbooks wet." Zeke said, but you persisted.

"Dude, it's like ten billion degrees outside today! And you have a pool, and I don't, and I wanna swim!" You complained.

Eren's whole being became shyly muted when Zeke joined your company. But his eyes spoke to you. They blazed so brilliantly for a moment that it captivated your attention. He felt electrified by the eye contact.

Unfortunately, though, your attention was stolen by his brother because he started talking to you. And now all Eren felt was this dull burn of jealousy.

After a quick lunch (and I mean it was just a thrown-together sandwich on your part and a fancy meal on Zeke's part) you three went out back to the pool.

The bright sun made Eren squint, and you just had to check him out; he looked so good already, how could he look even better? You always wondered this, and then discovered that he got hotter each day just like the summer temperatures.

An hour later, his shirt came off and he descended into the pool with you, while Zeke refused to get wet and studied by the edge of the pool on the hot bricks. The heat just never seemed to affect those two like it did for you.

Zeke was trying his best to keep your attention on studying, but you kept going underwater.

"Pay attention, Y/n. They'll ask this stuff in the exam." Zeke sighed.

You laughed, "I'm listening!" You said, then waded to the edge of the pool. Like Eren, you propped your elbows on the hot bricks.

"Hot." You sighed in satisfaction, feeling the coldness of the pool water contrast to the hot bricks.

The smell of chlorine filled your lungs, as well as the Eren's cologne and the smoke that Zeke had lit up. Eren's cologne was the most distinct you've ever come across; it reminded you of a spicy rose.

Your attention slid off of Zeke, and you looked over to your left; and there it was; Eren's puppylike gaze.

He looked up adoringly at you, his eyes all big. They felt like two emerald pools that radiated sensual energy. His brows were heavy, and dark, and they hung over his eyes like a model.

It was such a brief moment, and then Zeke interrupted it.

"Alright, enough messing around. We've got work to do." He said, noticing how yours and Eren's atmospheres almost collided.

You groaned and made a big fuss about it, just to be dramatic. Eren seemed disappointed while climbing out of the pool behind you.

While heading into the house through the kitchen's backdoor, you looked back at him and spoke; "See you later, Eren." You said.

Eren nodded and combed the back of his wet hair. He pursed his lips, almost like it was an effort to keep his feelings from spilling out at you.

"Mmm, yeah."

#🐦 Freedom Boy #eren #eren jaeger #zeke #zeke jaeger #fluff #aot #snk #eren x reader #crush!eren #shy!eren #bestfriend!zeke

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bunnys-babies · 2 years

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Zeke Boyfriend Texts

SMAU

Zeke Jaeger x gn!reader

warning(s): nothing explicit but mentions of Zeke’s ass and dick 😭

a/n: here y’all go 🙄/j lmao still just pushing through my old requests! Enjoy!

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#[aot.ohmy!]#aot x reader #aot text #aot smau #snk x reader #snk smau #attack on titan smau #zeke jeager x reader #zeke x reader #zeke x you #zeke jaeger #zeke yaeger x reader #zeke x y/n

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kurooblossom · 1 year

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The Truth + Zeke Jaeger

♡ Word Count: 668

♡ Pairing: Zeke Jaeger x reader

♡ Warnings: angst, established relationship, gn!reader, reference to canon material

♡ A/N: Does this seem familiar? That’s because it is! This is a repost/edit of a fic I posted awhile ago. I had two AOT fics that were horribly mistagged and I didn’t notice until a year or so later. 😅 This fic and another one (linked here) I’m editing and then reposting with the proper tags.

REMEMBER. DO NOT REPOST OTHER PEOPLE’S WORKS WITHOUT PERMISSION.

♡ Also available on AO3!

“Fuck,” Y/N groaned.

Y/N's hand instinctively went to their shoulder, a hiss escaped their lips as their hand came into contact with the mound. They frowned, pulling their hand away, a crimson-sticky substance now covering their palm that wasn't there previously. Their frown deepened, however, when they peered down at their shoulder and saw the same crimson liquid coated the once monotonous colored area of skin that was covered by their uniform fabric.

“Y/N?”

Suddenly, everything was quiet. Their comrades, the titans, the fighting. It all disappeared in an instant. The dirt road, cluttered with people, that was previously underneath them was now sand dunes, and the sunny sky was now dark and filled with stars. It was silent. The sound of their beating heart echoed in their ears, the sound almost deafening in the sudden loneliness. However, it wouldn't remain that way for long as the familiar baritone voice that they had sought comfort in for years cut through the silence.

Y/N’s body grew still, almost afraid to move a muscle because he might disappear if they even dared to blink. He would be there one moment and then gone the next, much like the final night they had spent together all those months ago. Seconds felt like hours as they sat there, a surge of emotions making its way forward, their shoulder is long forgotten, and their mind slowly filled with hundreds of thoughts.

He couldn’t leave this time. Not yet. They needed some sort of explanation. Why did he do it? Why did he betray Marley? Why did he betray them?

“So, Ymir ate you too…” he continued, breaking the silence once more.

Hesitantly, Y/N turned toward the direction of his voice. Despite everything in their body telling them otherwise there he was. There Zeke was. Sat several feet away from them, an elaborate sandcastle at his feet, and his eyes glued to the miniature structure in front of him.

“What?” Y/N managed out.

Zeke didn’t reply, his hands delicately worked away at carving details into the sand structure. Y/N frowned.

“Zeke?” Y/N tried.

He quietly hummed in response, not bothering to ever tear his attention away from his work.

Slowly, Y/N made their way onto their knees and crawled over to him using their one good arm. Their gaze lingered on the blonde as they crawled, the fear of him disappearing was still very much alive despite logic saying otherwise.

“Where are we?”

“The path,” Zeke answered simply at first. His gaze briefly shifted away from the sand and met their own before he continued, refusing to meet their gaze any longer. “It connects all of the Eldians with Ymir.”

“Oh…”

Y/N had many more questions, all of which Zeke answered to the best of his ability, despite their circumstances. Any and all personal questions Y/N had were left out, a part of them too afraid to mention the elephant in the room, but eventually the time came. Zeke had given them as much information as he could about their whereabouts, who Ymir was, and why she might possibly be keeping them there. The only question Y/N had was about that night.

“I need you to tell me the truth,” Y/N stated hesitantly, swallowing the lump in their throat.

The familiar grey eyes of Zeke met their own. Much like the night they first met, Y/N felt their breath catch in their throat. They were emotionless. Something about them felt different but Y/N couldn’t put their finger on it.

“You want me to tell you the truth. There’s a difference,” he replied coolly.

“Is there?”

“There is.”

Y/N paused for a moment, considering if they were ready to hear why he left that night without a trace. With a deep intake of breath, they silently nodded to themself, ultimately coming to the decision that it was now or never.

“Why did you do it? Why did you leave?”

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vermillion-san · 11 months

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yesterday || chapter I

Pairing: Jean Kirstein x GN!Reader (Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin)

Word Count: 2.7K+ words

Summary: When their estranged half-brother, Eren Jaeger, attempts to contact them through their brother, Zeke, after nearly twelve years, (Y/n) anticipates that there’s a reason behind it; a valid one that can, somehow, justify his action.

“Had I known, I wouldn’t have said anything about it.” It’s only nine in the morning, and, to (Y/n), Zeke had already begun his rampage (of annoyance). “How was I suppose to know that you’d want to talk to your brother?”

“You wouldn’t. Because you make decisions that are based on your own intuitions.” (Y/n) is well aware of how bitter the connotation sounds, but, they thought of themself as valid for saying it in that tone. “He’s my brother too, Zeke. I have my own right to see him, just as much as you do.” They also emphasize on the biggest fact that reinforces their point. “I’m eighteen. You shouldn’t even be making those decisions for me anymore. I’ll decide whether I want to talk to my brother or not.”

Zeke attempts to have (Y/n) look at the situation from his perspective, stopping himself from eating his breakfast so that he can get through to them. “(Y/n), the last time that you spoke to them was when you were six years old. That’s twelve years ago. And during that time, I’ve tried to convince him to receive closure with you; to no prevail. All of a sudden, he has a change of heart? I love Eren, just as much as you do, but I don’t think it’s a good idea. As one of the closest people to him, I can assume that he has yet to develop into a better person; and it’s because of that, I worry that he’ll hurt you. Now that you’re all grown up, I can only imagine how differently you would see him, when he does.”

(Y/n) admits that, they too, were worried about what’s to come. “I know.” They stare down at this unfinished meal for a few seconds, before returning their gaze to Zeke. “But if he’s decided to see me now, I’d like to know why. Surely, there must be a reason why he asked for me.” They offer an expression that portrays their request. “Please.”

Zeke’s own concerns only worsens. “I don’t know, (Y/n)...we’re in the middle of a move, and, you know...” He notices (Y/n) rolling their eyes and shaking their head out of disapproval. “No, seriously.” He doesn’t falter from his belief. “We’re moving in a week. Next thing you know, you’ll be attached to him, just like when you were a child. You never know how to place boundaries between yourself and him.”

“That won't happen.” (Y/n) denies that assumption. “Because I’m not a kid anymore.” They persist. “Please, Zeke.”

Even if he had rejected their request, Zeke was sure that (Y/n) will find a way to communicate with Eren either way. So, he says, “I’ll contact Jean.” He picks up the handle of his teacup to drink another sip off his black tea, staring off at a distance.

(Y/n) perks up at the familiar name. “Jean?” A smile comes about on their face. “Jean Kirstein?”

“He’s Eren’s confidant.” Zeke relays. “With how big his business is, he can’t really trust many people. Ironically, he relies on Jean the most. At this point, he’s like his secretary.”

“I see...” (Y/n) can only wonder how significant Jean had changed, considering that it’s been years since they had encountered him; more like Eren’s friends in general. They remember having so much spending time with them all, the nicest middle schoolers they had ever met in their life (which still stands).

Would that mean they would get to meet everyone else that they knew? Who knows?

~•~

As promised, Zeke had communicated with Jean (through the phone), and requested him to visit the house to create a compromise. (Y/n) eavesdrops not he conversation from the second floor, watching from above at the two converse with one another; they were told to stay quiet on their end, since they knew little to nothing about Eren’s schedule, compared to Zeke.

(Y/n) couldn’t help but to concentrate their gaze on Jean, losing their train of thought by his visible growth. It brought them disbelief that it even was Jean, given how stern he was, in contrast to how cocky and obnoxious he was back in his middle school days. One can only imagine what influenced such a significant difference.

“I want them to meet at a public place.” Zeke says.

“So that they can be photographed?” Jean isn’t one to even stay in a tense atmosphere, attempting to lighten the seriousness of the discussion.

“Ah, come on, please.” Zeke, on the other hand, wasn’t having it. He had yet to approve the idea of having his sister meet with his half-brother, despite making these negotiations. “Don’t be ridiculous, of course not.”

Jean shrugs. “All I’m saying is, Eren will be Eren. Everywhere he goes, people will follow. He’s one of the country’s notorious businessmen. No one knows about you and (Y/n)’s relation to him. And even if suspicions are made, he’ll reject them. You know that perfectly well.” Zeke sighs in contemplation pinching the temple of his forehead. “If you want to keep (Y/n) out of the spotlight, we host the meeting privately.”

“But...”

That’s when (Y/n) jumps into the conversation. “Zeke.” They show little to no remorse towards their brother’s concerns.

“(Y/n), I thought you were going to let me speak with Jean alone.” Zeke says, a hint of irritation heard in his voice.

“You’re making it more complicated than it has to be.” (Y/n) doesn’t wish to wait, anxious to contact their half-brother after waiting for so many years. “I’m sorry, but, honestly, neither of us should be talking to Jean at all. I’ve waited for almost twelve years, and I don’t want to wait any longer.” They glance over at where Jean stood among the room. “Let me talk to my brother.” They whip out their phone and gestures it out to Jean, in anticipation that they receive a phone number on the spot.

Jean comes to the final negotiations, for the sake of (Y/n). He can tell that they were getting annoyed. “Okay, how about this: I give you his phone number--” He takes the phone from (Y/n) and types in Eren’s contact info. “--and let him know that you’re going to call. But after that, you’re on your own. I don’t like getting involved in his personal life. And I don’t intend on doing so from this point on.” He returns the phone back to young adult that stands before him.

(Y/n) takes offense to the last sentence that Jean had said, interpreting it as the same kind of ignorance that he always had. “Yeah, whatever.” While walking pass him, they purposefully bump a shoulder into one of his arms (due to the height difference), before stomping back up the stairs to the second floor. Jean can’t bother to spare a look at them regardless, shaking his head out of disapproval, depicting the youngest sibling as childish as the man he works for.

Despite the difficulties in coming to a compromise, Zeke says, genuinely, “Thanks, Jean.”

“Of course.” Jean turns the other way and dismisses himself. “Until then.”

~•~

Entering in the house itself, where Eren was living in, was, probably, the hardest thing for (Y/n) to do. Waking up, knowing that today would be the day they would see their estranged half-brother after twelve long years, made them both doubtful, yet excited. They had already heard plenty of rumors, regarding Eren’s credibility among his business, and the (romantic) relationships that he has tried to keep behind the curtains; and they couldn’t help but to worry if, at least one, had been true. At the same time, they would never rely on the media, than whatever their brother would say in retaliation; whether or not he was telling the truth.

“Hello...?” (Y/n) nervously wanders inside, deep into the main entrance of the gigantic house. “Eren?” They earn no response, silence whelming the place before they repeat. “Hello?”

“(Y/n)?” Their body goes stiff at the voice they knew all too well. Hesitantly, they follow to where it had come from, behind the staircase that was covering a back room that was meant for lounging. Inside was none other than their beloved brother, Eren Jaeger. The silence never disappears when the two siblings make eye contact with one another, each of them taking in each other’s appearances; both stunned by how the other had changed throughout the years.

Eren couldn’t help but to smile, pleased to see (Y/n) as a grown adult. “Last time I saw you...” He shakes his head in disbelief, his smile staying in place. “You were...” While he uses one hand to carry his beverage, he uses the other to estimate how small (Y/n) once was. “--...this small.” He chuckles in amusement and approaches his half-sibling, who keep a distance between themself and him. “What happened to you?” He asks jokingly, in which earns him a fit of laughter from (Y/n).

(Y/n) shrugs, hesitating to joke back. “Twelve years.” They don’t want it to come off as rude, but it was the best response that they could come up with on the spot. Fortunately for them, Eren found the humor int he satire.

To create a conversation, Eren insists that he gives (Y/n) a tour around the house. “Let’s go, I’ll show you around while we catch up.” The two walk side by side with one another. “When Jean first told me that you were going to call me, for us to meet up, I was relieved. I thought what Zeke had told me was what you really wanted.”

“Not at all.” (Y/n) assures to him. “I’ve always wanted to see you again. Despite our differences, you’re still my brother. And even if we never got to spend much time together, you were a huge difference in my life.”

Eren smiles genuinely. “I’m so glad to hear that.” He spins around the wine that he was carrying inside the glass cup, staring down at it as he adds, “I know that I’m not...pleasant to be around with, so...it’s a comfort to hear that from you.” (Y/n) simply smiles back at him, appreciating this heartwarming moment that was starting this reunion off right.

“Anyway, enough about me.” Eren puts aside the sentimental stuff. “How have you been? You finished high school at this point, yeah?”

“Yeah.” (Y/n) nods in reaffirmation. “It’s already been a month. I start university in the upcoming September.”

Eren conveys an impressed look. “I see. And what do you plan on studying in?”

“I want to become a doctor. Just like dad.” (Y/n) proclaims with confidence. “I’m going to get a Bachelor’s in Science and get into a top medical school.” They deadpan at the slim chances of doing so. “Hopefully.”

“Wow...” Eren’s smile widens. “And here I thought you’d get into business, too.”

“No, I don’t think I’m suited in that, if I’m being perfectly honest...” (Y/n) sheepishly scratches the corner of their chin with a finger. “I took a course that served as an introduction, back in high school, but the concepts were too complicated for me to understand, and somewhat scary...”

Eren can see where they’re coming from. “Makes sense.” He takes a sip off his drink before mentioning. “But it’s not like being a doctor is any easier.”

(Y/n) laughs at the remark. “I’m well aware.” They look around the rooms that they were finding along the way. “How long have you had this house?”

“Two years now.” Eren answers. “Jean helped me pick it out.”

“Zeke says that he��s like...your confidant.” (Y/n) brings up. “But I remember that it was Armin was the closest to you, was he not?”

“He was.” Eren admits. “We parted ways years ago.” (Y/n) reacts with an alarmed look. “I’ve done the same to everyone else. Sasha, Connie, Mikasa...Jean is the only one I can trust now. Unlike them, he hasn’t betrayed my trust.”

(Y/n) can only imagine how lonely it must be to not have anyone by one person. “And you’re okay with that?”

Eren’s eyes narrow. “It doesn’t matter if I’m okay with it.” He side eyes (Y/n). “When you’re one of the country’s most notorious businessmen, you have to cautious on those who you can trust; because this world has several people that want to take the short cut, who will do anything to achieve salvation in the easiest way possible. Many have tried, and none have succeed. And that’s because I know right away, when someone wants to betray me, or already has.”

The mindset seemed rather paranoid, but (Y/n) felt like they had no right in criticizing. “So being an infamous businessmen has its flaws, huh?” They try to lighten the mood.

“You don’t even half of it.” Eren heaves out a deep sigh. “Jean really does come through for me. We’ve had our difficulties for many years, but..he’s always been there for me. Especially now, when everyone that we had known since childhood have now...parted ways with us.” A hint of sorrow is visible in his eyes, depicted by (Y/n) on the spot.

(Y/n) hums, pleased to know that at least there was one childhood friend that stayed with Eren. “He sounds like a dependable guy.” They start to take back what they had assume from their reunion with Jean, at the back of their mind. “And you always have Zeke and me, too. You’re not alone in this, okay?” They were now starting to understand why Eren had sought to receive closure, no matter how long the timing took.

Eren appreciates (Y/n)’s kindness, reminded of how they had always tried to keep him and everyone happy, for as far back as he can remember; it was admirable to see how they had stayed firm to their initial characteristics, in a way that makes them more mature. Compared to how he was at their age, they were everything that he wished he was.

“The truth is...” Eren eventually stops walking, awkwardly circling a finger around the rim of the glass cup. “--...I have a problem.” (Y/n) is more than willing to hear him. “And it’s been difficult to continue...working for my company. Maybe just working in general.” The brunette can’t seem to muster the courage to tell them exactly why this was. “I had finished a day of work, like any other day that goes by, and suddenly the realization hit me...that my work...how I got here...in addition to how I obtained everything that I wanted...” He can’t even look at (Y/n) in the eyes, the nervousness getting to him. “--...it involved sacrifices that...I can’t seem to move on from.” He sighs in disappointment and goes quiet, refusing to spare a look at (Y/n).

(Y/n) struggles to understand what Eren was implying when he meant sacrifices, but they can comprehend the basis of his regrets. “I’m sorry...” They say it in a sympathetic voice that’s meant to comfort him, in which they can tell, is his worst.

Yet Eren isn't one to put himself in a vulnerable position. His stubbornness always gets the better of him. “Nothing serious. Just a temporary...mishap that I’ll get over.”

Well aware that they won’t get through to him, unless he himself chooses to, (Y/n) then says. “What a bummer.” They use humor to, once again, focus on the positive side of things. “Well, look at it this way. Your little mishap brought us together. It’s like a blessing in disguise.”

A smile reappears on Eren’s face, this time a playful smirk. “Oh really?”

“Yeah really.” (Y/n) reaffirms, their own smirk no different from his. “I mean, if you just missed me so much, you could’ve just said so.” They say this to amuse their half-brother, not expecting him to agree upon that mere tease.

“I did miss you.” But Eren does, relishing this opportunity that he took to see their half-sibling, all grown up and mature. (Y/n) felt the same way, but they were surprised that the brunette had admitted to it; in addition to the warm smile that they had earned from the same man. “I’m really glad that you’re here.” The two smile at one another, spending the rest of the afternoon catching up on what they had missed from their separate lives.

However, at the back of their mind, (Y/n) couldn’t help but to contemplate on what Eren had meant in sharing his predicament. Knowing him, they had elaborated his words as the opposite of what he had tried to make it out to be.

And it bothered them tremendously.

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gojo-inabox · 2 years

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𝙟𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙣

nanami kento

sentimentality (nanami kento x gn!reader)

texting your bf; nanami kento

gojo satoru

texting your bf; gojo satoru

on early mornings with gojo satoru (headcanon)

headcanons

ooc jjk tweets

ooc jjk tweets pt.2

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> nothing yet! but very soon… working on editing my old fics rn.

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philosophy (zeke jaeger x f!reader)

what they text you at 4am; reiner braun, zeke jaeger, armin arlert, annie leonhart, bertolt hoover

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cigarettes (jean pierre polnareff x f!reader)

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blxetsi · 3 years

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How would aot warriors react to s/o peppering kisses on their face?

ty for requesting 🤩✨

warriors reacting to s/o kissing their faces (canonverse)

lowercase intended !

gn!reader x warriors, season three spoilers ???

reiner

- gets very flustered, especially if you do it in front of other people

- he gets all blushy and just kind of,,, short circuits

- "love, what are you doing ?" "loving you" "okay" 🥺 STOPPPPPP

- after a while he starts to get used to it, but NEVER does he lose the blush

- one night you two will be in bed and he'll just lean over you and press little kisses to your face

- you start giggling bc his stubble tickles

- "whats so funny, angel ?" "nothing, keep going" now he'll giggle and whisper "okay"

bertholdt

- gets very flustered as well

- unless youre like,, 5'11 or taller youll have to lean up to do it

- if you do it in front of the other cadets he'll hide his face in his hands

- reiner slaps him on the back and congratulates him 😐🤚

- he'll ask you not to do it again in front of others, not because he's embarassed of you but because he's embarassed that everyone else teases him

- he likes it when you do it before an expedition, when you sneak into his shared dorm in the night, he lets himself have a couple hours of peace with you before you two risk your lives

- when you all went to retake wall shiganshina, it hurt to see him betray you, especially because you loved him so much

- in the end, you held him in your arms, resting his head in your lap, and just as the captain administered the spinal fluid to armin, bertholdt pleaded for you to save him

- "please, don't let me die. im so sorry, im so scared." "i'm sorry bertie. i love you so much, but it has to be armin."

- you placed light kisses around his face, getting your own wet with his tears, and you watched him call out for you and his comrades while your friend ate him.

zeke

- he doesnt like pda very much so you know not to do it in front of others

- you did it once one morning when he made you your morning coffee

- "whats all this for, sweetheart ?" "nothing, just thankful" "well don't stop on my account"

- when he comes back from a long mission you cant help but run towards him. he chuckles when you give him a hug and even more so when you just pepper his face in kisses, almost knocking his glasses off

- "okay calm down sweetheart, you know i missed you too."

- you do it before bed sometimes too, just lean over him and put a kiss on his forehead, eyelids, cheeks, nose, and then chin

- he'll chuckle with his eyes closed before requesting you give him a "real" kiss

- "define what a real kiss is zeke" "the kiss where you put your lips on mine 😏"

- he prefers "real kisses" as he calls it over kisses on his face, but he likes them all the same

pieck

- loves pda

- you do it her, she'll do it to you

- if porco's in the room he'll roll his eyes at you two, but never says anything to discourage your behavior

- she usually gives you three kisses before she leaves and when she comes home, but she'll DROWN YOU in face kisses if she comes back from a mission

- seriously she likes giving face kisses more than recieving them

- her favourite thing is when you two have the day off, and youre both just laying in bed having a lazy day, and you two are just able to give each other face kisses all over !

- she gets very clingy during these times and if youre like "im gonna go pee" shes like "im gonna come with you 🤩" like okay baby you can come 🥰

- you wake up earlier than her so you love to pepper kisses wherever you can. like her head, her temple, her cheek, her neck, her shoulder

- the soft kisses lull her out of sleep slowly, and she really enjoys being woken up in such a calm and loving way

- if theres something big happening with you, good or bad, she'll give you face kisses all over, the overly dramatic wet kind when its something good and the barely even there kisses when its something bad

- kisses in general are just her favourite way to love you

- just loves face kisses, loves loves loves face kisses

thats it 🤩🤩🤩 this was really sweet to make 🥺🤚 sry requests are being answered so slowly, but i'll finish them !!

(obviously requests r open stay safe everyone)

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corrupt-fvcker · 3 years

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Sleeping Positions...

Sleeping Positions HCs ( AoT x GN!reader )

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Reiner Braun, Erwin Smith, Zeke Yeager

Warnings: domestic fluff, cuddling, gender neutral reader, sfw, barely there mention of spicy themes

Author’s Note: just some long-ish headcanons about cuddling with my favorite aot boys. request are open but NO S4 SPOILERS PLEASE <3 also feel free to request this HC for a character i didn’t include.

Levi Ackerman:

In the beginning of your relationship, Levi preferred to sleep with some distance between the two of you. He struggled with falling asleep with another lying beside him, waking up at your every slight movement and finding it difficult to let his guard down.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust you, because if that was the case, you simply wouldn’t even be allowed in his bedroom.

No, it was just because it was a foreign experience to Levi. The thought of sleeping beside you was pleasant, but the reality of it made him quite anxious.

Over time, he grows more comfortable with you. He doesn’t feel the constant need to look his best around you and impress you, meaning you get to see the captain in some more casual clothes and domestic settings.

It starts off with brief naps, whether it be just him sleeping or both of you. He eases into the practice of falling asleep beside you. At first, you’d nap in the same room but in different spaces. Usually with Levi sitting in a plush chair while you sprawled out on the couch.

Then it slowly progressed from there, taking longer and longer naps as your bodies got closer and closer together.

When you finally reach the point in your relationship where both you and Levi are comfortable sleeping beside one another throughout the night, Levi adopts some favorite positions to sleep with you.

Levi loves being the little spoon. He gets cold easily throughout the night, but with you curled around him? He’s able to sleep through the night without having to tug the blankets up once. You feel like a furnace compared to him. But he feels his entire body warm up to a comfortable temperate whenever he feels your stomach and chest pressed against his back.

He consistently wears socks to bed. But don’t you dare tease him about it because he only wears them for you. This man’s feet are freezing. Once he forgot to wear socks to bed and you woke up several times during the night because of his ice-cold feet.

When he’s the only one tired, he likes to nap with his head in your lap. Please, for the love of god, run your fingers through his hair as he drifts off. He will love you forever. He doesn’t mind if you read or, in a modern setting, watch television as he sleeps. As long as he can rest his head in your lap with one of your hands playing with his hair, Levi will be content.

When you’re the one who’s especially tired, Levi doesn’t mind if you use him as a pillow. He struggles with doing nothing for too long, this man likes to be productive. So if he needs to fill out some forms or read over some reports, he’ll happily let you use his body as a pillow as long as he can keep busy. Feel free to rest your head on his lap or shoulder if he needs to fill out some paper work. If all he needs to do is read over some documents, he has no problem lying down with you on his chest as long as he can have his hands free to hold up the book.

Now usually, Levi doesn’t like to feel too crowded. He moves around a little bit in his sleep and he will wake up if he feels trapped or if his movements are restricted. But after some intimate time in the bedroom? Please smother this man while you have the chance. Post-sex Levi is the only version of this man that craves to feel your full body weight on top of him. Yes, lay directly on top of him. He’ll run his hands along your spine and play with your hair, just please don’t leave him alone. He gets a little clingy after sex. He wants to feel taken care of as well as feel that he’s taking care of your needs.

Reiner Braun:

Now this one clings to you when he sleeps.

No matter how much space you want, no matter how far you try to distance yourself, no matter how thick of a pillow barrier you build— Reiner will find you. It doesn’t matter if he’s barely began to drift off or if he’s dead asleep, he’s body will find a way to get to yours.

I strongly stand by the belief that Reiner’s love language is physical affection. This man glows when he’s in your embrace.

If you run your nails along his scalp? He melts. Pepper kisses along his neck and jaw? He turns a dark shade of pink. Wrap your arms around him? He will not let you go for the rest of the evening.

Reiner needs physical touch. He’ll go crazy without it.

Sleeping beside you at night is one of Reiner’s favorite parts of your relationship. Being able to hold you as well as being held has become so special to him.

At night, he will either want you nestled into his side or holding you from behind. He likes to have at least one arm around you, if not both. When you sleep by his side with one of your arms tossed over his torso while your head rests on his chest, he finds it so easy to drift off. Your presence is just so comforting to him. Bonus points if you also have one of your legs thrown over his.

If your not curled up at his side, he likes to fall asleep holding you. He doesn’t mind being the little spoon, he actually loves it, but when he’s able to cradle your entire body with his, he feels all warm and fuzzy inside. He wants to protect you, he needs to protect you. When his body is shielding yours, he can sleep peacefully knowing you’re safely beside him.

Now, if you are particularly exhausted, Reiner has no issue with dropping everything to serve as your personal mattress. He will sprawl out on the couch and heave your body on top of his completely. He’ll either force himself to take a nap with you or find some quite activity to entertain himself while you sleep on top of him. Feel free to nuzzle into his neck or use his limbs as something to hold while you sleep, he wants you to use his body for your needs.

But don’t even think that Reiner is doing this out of the kindness and generosity of his heart. No, he’s just fulfilling his own selfish needs. He’s not sure what it is but there’s just something about having your entire weight on top of him that’s just so comforting. It’s addicting.

Which means that if the tables are turned and it’s Reiner who needs a nap, fully expect him to drag you away from whatever you’re doing to use you as his personal weighted blanket. Like I said, he’s just trying to fulfill his own selfish needs. It has nothing to do with the fact that Reiner’s definitely head over heels in love with you.

Also, regardless of your body type, he will grope and squeeze at any plush area of your body— thighs, ass, tummy, chest — literally any part of your body that Reiner can grab a handful of flesh. He can’t help himself. If you ask him to stop, he’ll try his best to respect your wishes but when he’s drifting off sometimes he forgets and does it anyways. But it doesn’t bother you too much because you know it comes from a place of adoration and love, and you know Reiner would never mock or tease you about your body.

Speaking of which, please retaliate and squeeze his pecs. Refer to them strictly as his “tits”, he doesn’t care what you call them as long as you don’t stop touching him. Reiner is touch starved and will put up with your shit if it means he gains physical affections.

Erwin Smith:

Before you even consider stepping in this man’s bedroom, please take into account that Erwin kicks in his sleep. Hard.

He can’t help himself. He’s not even truly aware that he does it until you let him know about it. And god, does he feel awful.

His long legs become weapons of mass destruction after 9pm. His elbows? Expect to be jabbed with them in the rib cage at least twice.

Again, it’s not intentional... he really can’t help it.

But with that having been said, this man loves to cuddle you. He’ll beg you to fall asleep in his arms if you go on a cuddles strike after getting bruised up the previous night.

It isn’t until Erwin accidentally jabs his elbow into your eye during the night that you tell him that you’re gonna start sleeping on the couch if he doesn’t clean up his act. From then on, all he’s allowed to hold is your hand at night. You enforce two sides of the mattress, your hands meeting at the middle.

And it does kill him a little on the inside.

So his solution? Soak up as much cuddles during the daytime as possible.

He enforces a mandatory cuddle time after work and just before dinner. He prefers holding you but he really doesn’t care what position you lay in as long as you’re close to him.

Erwin can usually sit pretty still during naps, he doesn’t full transform into a professional boxer until he’s at least 2 hours of sleep in.

Which means he pushes bedtime a little later than usual so that you both have time for a thirty minute nap during the day.

Erwin lives for these naps. Those thirty minutes? Yeah, that’s what gets him through the day.

He doesn’t even care if he’s not tired, he’ll force himself to lay down so that he has an excuse to hold you for a little while.

And don’t think he’s above tricking you into giving him more cuddles. In modern times, he’ll turn off your alarm clock on the weekends so that he has more time to give you some lazy morning love. And no, he doesn’t want to watch your cheesy rom-com movie for the millionth time, but he will sit beside you because that means that he has a ninety minute excuse to hold you.

He will also pull you into his lap anytime you two are alone. If you don’t want to give him physical affection at night, he’ll just demand more during the day.

Now, if he’s ever feeling under the weather or emotionally exhausted, Erwin doesn’t give two shits about your pillow barrier or imaginary mattress boundary, he’s falling asleep with you pulled as close as possible. And you’ve got a soft spot of the commander, so you allow it. When he’s not feeling 100 percent, it’s your turn to do all the holding. Rub his back, play with his hair— god, just touch him.

All he wants is for you to spend some time with him. And if you throw in some cuddles, he’ll love you forever.

Zeke Yeager:

Definitely the type pretend that he’s above all the gushy, tooth-rotting sweetness of nighttime cuddles. But he’s also the type to send a death glare in your direction when you pull away from him at night.

“Uh... do you want me to stop?”

“Did I say I wanted you to stop??”

He’s stubborn to admit that his favorite part of his day is when you get all clingy at nighttime.

Please, please, please scratch along his jaw and rake your fingers through his beard. This motherfucker will have to bite his tongue from stopping the whimper from escaping his throat.

At nighttime, if you remove his glasses for him so that you can pepper kisses along his face? He’ll melt on the inside.

When the two of you sleep beside each other, Zeke likes to either spoon or have an arm wrapped around you.

Zeke runs a little hotter than most, so if he’s feeling a little too hot at night, he’ll settle with wrapping an arm around your shoulders. Not super close, but close enough to know that you’re there.

Otherwise, Zeke enjoys being the big spoon. He loves to curl his body around yours, his arms wrapped securely around your waist as he nuzzles his nose to the nape of your neck. And yes, he will sleep with his nose buried in your hair for the rest of the night if it means he gets to smell your shampoo.

If he’s particularly stressed, sometimes he awakes during the night to smoke a cigarette. And while he does a pretty good job at crawling out of bed without waking you, you always seem to notice his absence and find him.

If he’s not ready to come back to bed yet, feel free to curl up in his lap and fall asleep with him as your pillow. He’ll finish off his cigarette and hold you for awhile before hauling you both back to bed.

If he’s ready to go back to sleep by the time you find him, he’ll wordlessly stomp out his cigarette and guide you back to bed with his hand resting on the small of your back.

Now regardless of the time of day or night, be careful when cuddling Zeke... he will definitely try to turn it into something more if he’s feeling frisky. He’s always feeling frisky.

Now if you’re tired during the day and in need of a nap, have fun trying to wrangle him onto a couch or bed. This man does not like wasting time, no matter how much he enjoys holding you. But if you’re lucky — and I mean really lucky — Zeke may have the afternoon off and will let you use him as your pillow.

He’ll turn on a nice and mellow record, maybe even smoke a cigarette as you sleep on his chest. Though don’t expect him to stay in one spot for too long, he gets antsy. Like Levi, he likes to feel productive even if the occasional relaxed evening is something he enjoys.

Now, on the rare occasion that Zeke needs a nap, fully expect him to be grumpy. Almost like a child who has gone too long without a nap. Actually, exactly like that.

He will try to steal you away from your activities to help lure him to sleep. Yes, that means petting his hair and scratching his beard until he falls asleep.

But if you decide to give him a taste of his own medicine and tell him that you’re too busy to act as his own personal pillow, expect him to pout for the rest of the day and then get ten times clingier at bedtime. Like I said, Zeke’s stubborn. He will take a nap on the couch in living room instead of your bedroom just to prove to you that he doesn’t need your cuddles in order to fall asleep. But as soon as you both climb into bed for the night, Zeke will be on your like a parasite. Don’t expect to have any say in the cuddling position if you refused him cuddles earlier that day, this is Zeke’s time to get his fill and he gets to choose the sleeping position.

Oh, and just a heads up: Zeke tends to snore in his sleep.

Luckily, it’s not too loud. Just a slightly audible rumble that comes from the back of his throat when he’s totally exhausted. But on occasions, it has woken you up.

But don’t worry, if you use this as leverage it’s more likely that Zeke will cuddle you during your daytime nap... or he’ll just tease you. Maybe both.

And don’t think I won’t go without mentioning that your desire for Zeke’s physical affection doesn’t boost his ego to the max. Oh, he lives for the days that you beg for him to hold you or play with your hair. It awakens something primal and possessive within him, knowing that you need his touch in order to fall asleep soundly. And before you ask, yes, he does tease you and mock you about it at every given chance. My best advice? Give him a taste of his own medicine.

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cherry-writes-yanderes · 2 years

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thx for answering my ask! are u OK by writing more manipulative yandere zeke? if not just ignore this :b

Absolutely! I love answering asks and knowing that you enjoy my work is so awesome to me!~ <3 Also, I apologize in advance for the possible inaccuracy, I haven’t watched AOT in a hot minute ^^; I also apologize for the lateness! Happy holidays!! <3

Warnings: gender neutral reader, yandere behavior, manipulation, mild assault

His warm hand clutched your shoulder, leading you closer to a hidden area where no one else could see. Your heart raced faster as you looked up to see his face. His glasses gleamed in the light and made him almost scarier-looking than he already was, if that was even possible. As soon as you rounded the corner, out of sight from the others, you knew you were in for an interesting time.

The man’s hand that previously held your shoulder slammed you into the wall behind you. You could feel Zeke’s heavy breathing close to you, warming your face gently. As if you weren’t warm enough from the situation you were in.

His eyes were terrifyingly sinister, staring at you with a heat that could only be interpreted as passion and possible anger.

Before you had time to let a plea of mercy trickle from your mouth, the man quickly latched to your shoulder and began attacking your neck with kisses and bites. His glasses bumped your cheek, near digging in when he took to focusing on one spot. Your hands reached up to push on his chest as your heart was slamming in your ears.

Zeke’s eyes trailed up your jawline, his lips still attached to your skin and his beard tickling you, causing you to squirm.

“How dare you be so cruel?” He spoke softly into your neck. “How dare you play me like a fool?” He knew your heart. He’d watched you for so long, learning your every weakness and personality trait. Now, Zeke was confident he could play you like a violin. He must choose his words carefully.

You look at him quizzically. You wondered what you did wrong. Why was he so upset?

“You were talking with Eren,” He breathed, mouthing at your neck again. “How dare you do so when I was a mere few feet away? Are you trying to break my heart, my love?” The man takes a long inhale of your scent as he grabs your hands that were still attached to his shirt.

“I-I...” You stutter, words failing you.

“You wouldn’t hurt me...would you?” He questions, sickening sweetness dripping in his voice.

You freeze in confusion. What was so bad about talking to Eren? You knew he got jealous, but not this jealous. Shit, you still have to answer, he’s waiting. Zeke’s hand tightens on yours and you whimper.

You forgot how impatient he gets.

All of a sudden, he gripped your shoulder and slammed you against the brick of the wall. Your head reared back, your skull banging and causing a ringing noise to occur.

“I said...You wouldn’t hurt me. Right?”

He knew your weak points. You would never hurt your sweet Zeke, he knows this. He observed you for so long, he knows you would never hurt him or even grace over the idea of hurting him in any way. You were too sweet and kind for that. He lifted his head and stared right at you.

You bit your lip in nervousness, looking away to signal that you needed a moment to think. Your ears were still ringing but you knew what you had to do. You turned back to him, looking right into his eyes and reaching your hands out to gently caress his face. He practically purred under your touch as he leaned into your hand, closing his eyes.

In the strongest voice you could muster, you answered: “I’d never hurt you, Zeke.”

Zeke eyed you for a moment, reading your face. He saw nothing out of the ordinary. That’s okay. Even if you were lying, he’d sniff it out sooner or later.

He slowly put a large hand on the wall next to your head and leaned in to kiss your soft lips.

“I know you won’t.”

A/N: Hope you enjoyed!! I had fun writing this! ^w^ Thanks for reading!~ <3

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bokebelle · 3 years

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smoke and whiskey - zeke yeager

uni is absolutely kicking my ass but of course my brain had the urge to write for zeke instead of my molecular biology paper. so yes, this was inspired by the Hozier song so maybe give it a listen while reading

okay time for me to disappear bye

Pairing: zeke x gn!reader

Warnings: Cursing, alcohol, smoking, people being creepy in bars, profanity

His eyes follow your figure from across the bar, watching your figure interact with friends and strangers too close for his liking. Zeke was never a fan of places like these. He didn’t like the crowd and the noise and the smell of smoke all over the place. He didn’t like the pathetic attempts of people trying to get his attention when he obviously wasn’t interested. But most of all, he hated seeing sleezy men trying to lure you in and put their hands on you.

But you? You never noticed any of them

You enjoyed the music and the drinks. You enjoyed feeling yourself become as light as paper. You enjoyed feeling your nerves slowly disappear as you allowed yourself to get lost in it all.

Zeke enjoyed quieter, more intimate bars. Bars where he could actually hear the person he was talking to. But for you, he made an exception. For you, he’ll always make an exception. Because no matter how much detested being in places like these, he couldn’t deny the fact that he enjoyed watching you enjoy yourself.

He enjoyed you, he thought as he took a sip from the glass of whiskey in his hand.

He took a puff from his cigarette and let the smoke fill his lungs while the thought of you filled his head.

His pretty little baby.

His eyes watched your figure twirl and dance with your friends. A small smile forms on his face. He thanks the universe everyday for the friends who danced with you whenever he didn’t.

You never felt offended by this. That’s just how he was. He’d rather watch you act carefree and beautiful while he enjoyed his drink.

He notices another figure approach you and try to talk to you. He paid them no mind but still cautiously watched you. You usually just nodded in direction and they took it as a sign to back the fuck off.

He watched as you smiled at the stranger apologetically and nodded towards him, indicating you already had someone else.

But the stranger paid Zeke no mind. Instead, they smiled at you and took a step closer. The smile fell from your face as you took a step back, You tried telling the stranger to back away, that you weren’t interested but your words fell upon deaf ears. As Zeke watched the interaction unfold, the stranger took another step closer to you. A dangerously close step.

too close.

“Stop!” you told the stranger as you tried backing away, the liquid courage leaving your body almost instantly. “I’m not interested so back off” The stranger just smiled at you.

“C’mon beautiful, I won’t bite” he smiled, raising a hand to try and touch your cheek.

Suddenly you felt a protective hand around your waist. You see Zeke standingn by your side, cigarette between his lips, his eyes locked onto the stranger.

“I think you should listen to the pretty thing” Zeke said coolly. “Don’t make them say it again.”

He takes one last drag and uses his free hand to pull his cigarette from his lips.

He blows the smoke into the face of the stranger. “Fuck off” as he throws the cigarette butt at by the strangers feet, not once breaking eye contact.

The stranger knew he was down for the count so they took one last look at you, then at Zeke, before walking away.

You turned and wrapped your arms around Zeke’s neck “I’m sorry” you mumbled into the crook of his neck, feeling guilty for ruining the mood. “Thanks for always coming to my rescue.”

He places his other hand on your waist as he pulls you back so he can look at your face.

“Don’t worry about it, darling.”

You press a kiss against his lips. He tastes like cigarette smoke and whiskey. You stopped drinking the moment that douchebag started talking to you but you could feel yourself get drunk off of the taste of Zeke.

He gently pulls away and moves his mouth beside your ear

“No one...nothing fucks with my baby” he whispered quietly, his voice sending shivers down your spine.

He meant it.

Nothing fucks with his baby.

No one fucks with his baby.

No one.

Well, except him.

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downbaaad · 3 years

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Zeke Yeager relationship headcanons

note: okay so don't even try to come at me for these, they're called hcs for a reason. It's canon in MY head and that's that. Also this is how I cope with the real attack on titan manga bc isayama did Zeke dirty and I simply will not be accepting that anytime soon so have this better version of Zeke's life in the modern day AU k bye mwah I hope u enjoy

another note: I dont know how to use tumblr so this is gonna be real messy i apologize for that

Wordcount: 600(ish)

Warnings: cursing. also last one kinda contains some implied NSFW so skip that one if you need to. The rest is all domestic/fluff. reader is NOT underage.

-He spends all of the brief free moments he has throughout his busy days on the balcony. Smoking or not he just likes to enjoy those short 15 minutes breaks outside somehow; bonus points if you’re there with him. Y’all would just sit in comfortable silence either sitting down, stretching an arm out from time to time to reach the ashtray or just leaning over the railing and looking at whatever is going on underneath it.

-It’s been established that his favourite anime is Cowboy Bepop and he only likes old school anime so that’s what’s on tv playing in the background most of the time. I picture he lives alone (since Eren decided to stay in the college dorms) and he’s probably in grad school for some subject like chemistry or physics.

Back to the topic tho, you come over for lunch almost everyday and find him in the kitchen, using his hands to cook but his brain is focused on whatever anime he put on tv. (Yikes…not really a good thing. Burnt multiple meals and almost set the house on fire once.) You’d think he’d have the news on or History channel because that’s what millennials do but he hears about the news on social media nowadays.

Speaking of food, he also jokingly complains about ‘having to feed you’ but then always asks if you want more because he makes extra all the time to make sure you’re full. He’s actually pretty bummed when he has to eat alone because you’re not there to fill the silence with your gossip or to listen to him ramble about his day.

-Road trips to the beach are a must whenever he has a day off; during whatever season really. Wether y’all just stay in the car and blast some tunes while you look at the sea cause it’s too cold or you take long walks on the shore holding hands, it doesn’t matter. He just likes your company and looking at the sea breeze molding the waves. It’s simple moments like these where he considers himself the luckiest man alive.

-Whenever you don’t see him for a couple days because you’ve both been busy, you can sense that he’s missing you through his texts, even if he doesn’t say it out loud. You try to do that corny shit where you keep texting him while you’re on your way over to his place and then pop out a “let me in I’m at your door❤️” but his lazy ass just hits you back with a “you have the damn key just come in I dont wanna get outta bed💀”. Like okay bitch at least appreciate the effort, damn.

You know he does tho. He may not say it but he shows it when you crawl in his bed and he wraps you in his arms tightly and gives you kisses on your forehead and on your temple and on your cheek and finally captures your lips in a long sloppy kiss. He’s the type of person that shows his love through actions rather than words (INTP shit) because he uses his words to be a sarcastic little cunt instead.

-Yeah he has a dirty mouth when it comes to petty comebacks and talking shit but it comes in handy whenever you’re in public and he wants to see your cheeks flush red as he whispers pure filth in you ear. He knows what he’s doing and he knows it turns you on immediately because you like a challenge, especially because you reciprocate the energy even when you’re caught off guard. You even take it a step further and place your hand on his thigh under the table which he stops from going further up by trapping it between his legs. He knows you’re capable of jerking him off then and there. Shit, he’d be up for it if it wasn’t for the conscious side of his mind that's telling him the consequences of public indecency. This is gonna have to wait till you guys get in his car (that he parked in a sheltered spot for various reasons: one being his intentions for the night ;)

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bluebellhairpin · 3 years

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Harder, Deeper, Faster

AOT X Reader

A/N: Congratulations - Kinktober came early this year! Enjoy it your horny bastards (affectionate). - Nemo

Summary: Some Attack On Titan characters during sex as songs from my ‘horny songs’ playlist.

Wanrings: GN!Reader. NSFW/18+ CONTNET MINORS DNI. (If I catch you underaged gremlins in this post’s notes then I’m gonna yeet you into a shredder - UNDERSTAND?). Dirty talk. Dom/Sub (Sub, Switch, and Dom Reader). Cockwarming. Marking. Grinding. Oral (receiving). Masturbation. Overstimulation. Dumbification. Shower Sex.

Listening to: (see characters)

Masterlist

Erwin Smith - Touch It (Busta Rhymes)

‘Who be the King of the Sound?... Now you know who holdin' the throne, so gimme the crown.’

Erwin has a very commanding presence, and that does convey over into the bedroom. Very much a dominant partner. Would manhandle you if you were okay with it.

He knows what he’s doing, even if he might not have much experience - tbh I think most of us can agree that he’s a bit of a natural with this sort of thing.

That said, if you turn tail and take control when he’s in the right mood, he would love it. Shove him back against the bed and ride him till kingdom come - he’d melt (he might even beg at some point). However when this does happen, the next time you both have sex, he’s railing you. Thoroughly.

“You made me feel so good, ready for me to return the favor? You’ll feel me right here, I promise.”

Levi Ackerman - Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (ABBA)

‘Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away... Take me through the darkness to the break of the day.’

I’m not going to lie to you, the main reason I picked this song was that line there, cause Levi has enough stamina to last the whole fucking night. You and I have both seen how he fights, I do not have a doubt he can fuck that long too.

He’s a switch - sorry to all you who came in here thinking otherwise - but his main goal is service. If you wanna be roughed up or wanna rough him up then he is down for either.

Call him ‘Captain’ while in bed and he will get more horny than what he already is. Mockingly, or sweetly. With goo-goo eyes, or with a look that could kill - some part of him will start melting.

“You’re driving me crazy, you’d better prove true to your words.”

Reiner Braun - Kiss Me More (Doja Cat/SZA)

‘And we cuddle, sure I do love it, but I need your lips on mine.’

To Reiner, there is only one thing better than holding you close - and that’s being balls-deep inside you. Even if he isn’t moving and you’re just making out while he gets cockwarmed, there’s nowhere else on earth that he’d rather be.

He’s very affectionate, and he needs that played back to him. Be gentle with him and he’ll just feel all warm inside. He can get really soft on you really easily.

The take away here is that he’d never hurt you. Sure, there are those accidental occasions, but he’d never do it on purpose. You give him all this love and he will be so gentle with you - even when he’s being rough.

“I love you so much. Can you feel it? Can you feel how much I adore you?”

Zeke Jaeger - Super Freak (Rick James)

‘The girl's a super freak; the kind of girl you read about in the new wave magazines.’

Thank god you’re as kinky and freaky as he is - cause if you weren’t you wouldn’t be able to handle him. Take one Look at him and tell me he wouldn’t be like that. I dare you.

Zeke is never (normal? low key? chill?) in bed. It’s always different, always intense, always has you wobbling on your feet cause your knees aren’t working anymore. I see him and I go ‘that’s a guy whose too smart and too reserved to not be that kind of a freak’.

He can tone it down to be more... easier to recover after - but he doesn’t know what the fun in that is. If you’re not a hot mess by the time he’s taking a break for a smoke then he wonders what the point even is.

“Wanna see how long it takes me to render you immobile this time?”

Kenny Ackerman - Judas (Lady Gaga)

‘I'm just a holy fool, oh, baby, it's so cruel, but I'm still in love with Judas, baby.’

Everyone would tell you Kenny is no good, but when he manages to hold up with you all night like a fucking teenage boy who just figured out what pornhub is - it’s easy to ignore them. You know it’s a little taboo, but that just makes it more fun, right?

He is a dirty old man, but he’s got that Ackerman stamina too. Mix that with how horny you can get him from just existing in the seat next to him and he will be all over you the moment you give him permission.

He is one for liking to take a moment to step back and survey his work. From the fluttering of your eyelids and chest, to the marks he’s got left all over your shoulders and thighs - his favorite is in between your legs, still swollen and covered in slick. Just looking makes him want to go again.

“Don’t look at me like that, you and I both know you love it when I fuck you all day.”

Jean Kirstein - Buttons (The Pussycat Dolls)

‘You been sayin' all the right things all night long, but I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off.’

Jean is a lot of talk a lot of the time. If you act all shy when he makes advances on you, then he’ll keep acting all confident and in control, but you flirt back? He’s gone. Blushing cheeks and stuttering like there’s no tomorrow. Don’t get me wrong, he means what he says, but the recuperation catches him off guard sometimes.

That being said, he’s a huge tease. He’d have you pressed up against him and grinding onto you while sucking on your neck like his life depended on it - only to back off and act very casual about what just happened. Too casual. Just remember he’s working himself up as much as he is you.

Push him against a wall and do the same to him and homeboy will literally be begging just to taste you, let along being able to cum himself. Pull a ‘I’m in charge here’ card and he’s already on his knees.

“I swear I’ll be good, just let me in between your legs. Please.”

Connie Springer - Physical (Dua Lipa)

‘All night, I'll riot with you, I know you got my back and you know I got you.’

Okay, I dunno about you, but he gives me the vibes of a guy who’s just good in bed? Like he’s got the buzzcut cause his partners keep yanking at his hair from the pleasure when he goes down on them and it fucking hurts so he just got rid of the hair problem. Yes he goes down - he loves it.

There’s also something about him that makes me think he’s another one that could go a long time - all night, if you will. He can go with minimal breaks - just like you crash into a nap for an hour or so and he’s rearing to go again. Sure it gets him worked up a little too much sometimes, but that can be nice sometimes.

He also alternates pace a lot. The change can sometimes be a little overwhelming, but god it’s good. One moment he’s fucking you so hard the bed is banging against the wall, but a second later he’s slow and deep and spluttering the most romantic shit you’ve ever heard.

“The things you do to me - you’re gonna make me feel good all night, aren’t you?”

Armin Arlert - I Wanna Be Your Slave (Måneskin)

‘I wanna be a champion, I wanna be a loser, I'll even be a clown cause I just wanna amuse ya.’

He - man, I’ve gotta just say it - Armin is such a sub. Even when he’s trying to dom you, or you let him take control, he’s still acting like he’s not in charge.

He lives to serve - everything he does is to help you feel good and the thought of you using him to get yourself off - that alone could make him cream his pants. Like deadass, once he was thinking you in such a scenario for like five minutes, and the moment he hid himself away - like two strokes - and he was done.

He loves it when you overstim yourself on him - or alternately do it to him. There’s something about having so much pleasure coursing through your veins that it’s too much, that it hurts a little, that you just gotta stop - that makes him weak.

“C-can we go again? Oh please, we gotta go again.”

Porco Galliard - Dick (Starboi/Doja Cat)

‘She in the gym tonight, workout in that pussy. I'm gettin' ripped tonight - R.I.P. that pussy.’

If Porco hasn’t ruined you by the time he’s done with you, then he doesn’t think he’s done his job properly. You’ve gotta be able to say nothing but his name and think about nothing else except how good he’s fucking you.

If you’re having a shower, and he’s home, he is joining you, and you will get railed with your front pressed against the tiles. It’s easier for cleaning up in there, so yes, he is cumming all over you. Your ass, thighs, back, front, chest - everywhere. He loves it a little more than he likes cumming inside, if only for the view.

You’re gonna be real sore after, ‘kay? But ntw, he’s got that handled too. Aftercare goes hand in hand with a session like this, but part of it - for him - is going one more round. Slower, deeper, more feeling than the last. It’s just to make sure that you’re satisfied, sedated, and very prepared for cuddles after.

“Look at you, so messy. You’ve never looked so pretty, you know that?”

Hange Zoe - Slumber Party (Ashnikko/Nokia)

‘She do that thing she usually do, spell my name with her tongue, like uhh.’

If there’s one thing Hange knows what to do, it’s give head. Look how freaky they are normally, you cannot tell me it’s not the same in bed - sorry not sorry.

They put on a movie and sit you down, right, but then slid down your body and not only wedge themselves in between your legs but gets your pants off too in the span of like five minuets. Thy force you to pay attention to the movie and act like they aren’t about to make you orgasm.

Honestly I could go on about them and how kinky they are, but we’d be here a while. So let’s just say Hange is very open, and eager to try anything once. They will peg you like once a week though - that’s just how it is.

“Don’t act all shy on me now, you know I love to hear you.”

Miche Zacharias - E.T. (Katy Perry)

‘Your touch, so foreign. It's supernatural - extraterrestrial.’

I’m not saying Miche is a natural at this, but that’s exactly what I’m saying. You know that trend where someone tell a guy they have a small dick and he get’s all defensive? Yeah well he says nothing. A look, but that’s all. We all know he’s packing anyway.

He almost never means to, but after all the prep you’d need to take him, you’ll probably be two seconds from cumming the moment he’s bottomed out inside you. He’s through with the foreplay - so you’ve cummed like twice already - and he just gets you so worked up.

It can be overwhelming sometimes, but he’s always there to help pull you back to earth - cooing soft words, gentle touches everywhere. He likes you all blissed-out, but he likes you being in the moment with him too.

“There, you’ve come back to me. Now, do we wanna try that one more time?”

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And They Were 'Just' Roomates? [Levi Ackerman x GN!Reader]

Synopsis: Levi and reader are roommates and he is stuck with his feelings while you are dating Zeke Jaeger. Two years after graduating university, they now live together and Levi is still stuck pining for you whilst you're with Zeke... until you break up.

Tw: alcohol consumption, reader is a drunk, emotional mess, some drunk making out, levi being a diehard SIMP and Zeke being kind of an asshole.

This was part of july prompt event 'Roommates', hosted by @anlian-aishang ! thanks for hosting this!

From fellow students, to friends, to work colleagues, to roommates and… well, that was it, right?

Levi Ackerman walked down the hallway of the apartment, his hands trailing against the architrave. Leather satchel was thrown around his shoulder that was full to the brim of English papers and his other hand had a glass of water. He was wearing a buttoned up blue shirt and grey slacks and his nice shoes. One would say he was dressed nicely… but could the same be said about his roommate?

“[F/n].” He called out to you through the door after knocking.

It was Friday morning, and anyone would be in a good mood on a Friday, right?

Wrong; not you, anyway. After what happened last night, you traipsed into the apartment late at night and the sight of you made Levi stand up from the sofa and pause the nature documentary he was blindly watching while correcting papers. You walked through the door with the spaghetti straps of your dress hanging down your shoulders, your mascara dripping down your face from your tears and your eyes red-raw as you continued to gasp in massive strokes.

It was an ever-evolving situation with your ex, Zeke. He had grown increasingly angrier and more jealous of your living situation with your friend. Loads of fights and resentment from him towards you and the raven-haired man you lived with had you questioning your feelings towards him. And perhaps towards the end, your love for him had run out… You don’t know how they zapped up so quickly; you and Zeke had once considered marriage and a life together, and it was going well even when you and Levi moved in together initially. After all, Zeke was over at your apartment basically all the time.

And perhaps he noticed the way the raven-haired man looked at you, or the way his hand rested on your shoulder a bit too much, or the way he had your takeaway order memorised.

Perhaps he had figured out Levi’s secret feelings for you…

But that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt when he dumped you in public last night. At you two’s favourite café. At the place of your first date.

And so you wandered in late last night sobbing your heart out, instantly throwing yourself onto the couch next to Levi, despite you knowing he wasn’t the most touchy-feely person out there. Still, to your surprise, he wrapped his arms around you after a few seconds and rubbed your back in circles as you cried. You looked and felt disgusting; fat teardrops and snot dripping down your face, and yet he still chose to hug you

He was just such a kind person. Such a kind friend. A kind roommate.

He wasn’t an idiot. He had been listening to you cry yourself to sleep for the past month now, watching you intently type away on your phone when you two were probably having another fight. He heard you crying and yelling over the phone during arguments from your bedroom. After all, he had his failed relationships too. He knew the process and the path this was taking. And you were there at his side when his relationships had failed.

Being roommates and teachers at the same school did have its perks. Levi had rang ahead of you and told your principal you were taking a sick day.

Levi sighed when you hadn’t opened the door. He wasn’t running late by any means, but he loved to be early. Loved it.

They’re alive… right? Yeah, of course, he said to himself. He leaned down onto the door handle - hands being full and all - and pushed inside.

Curtains were drawn shut, your takeaway from last night knocked over on your desk, teddies and various gifts from the relationship were torn apart on the floor… Levi did his best to walk around every obstacle in his way until he came across the bundle of sheets and blankets. He walked over to the other side of the bed and sat down. He peered down at the floor below him and saw all the tissues you had tossed out over the side.

You wasted the entire box of tissues - the lavender scented tissues and that were his favourite! - but he’d lecture you another time. You were clearly not having a good time.

“[F/n]...” he called out gently. You shrivelled up in response and he sighed for the umpteenth time. “Will you at least crawl out of your blanket prison and drink some water? Damn it, I can’t have you getting dehydrated from your crying last night.”

Oh, but he couldn’t resist the urge to lecture you even the tiniest bit!

“And you used all my good tissues… Erwin got those for me.”

“Erwin can take those tissues and shove them up his ass!” you yelled.

Levi’s face softened at the fact you were still so miserably looking. You didn’t show it on your face - in fact, you looked totally emotionless and empty - and you didn’t respond to his advances. He peeled away the covers and saw you lying in a fetal position clutching your phone, eyes staring at the text messages intently. He snatched your phone and typed in the PIN - you two were that close that you knew each other’s PINs - and he saw you had been texting Zek And he had sent a few messages back.

Zeke: You still don’t know why I dumped you? Are you that slow?

Zeke: I have seen the way he looks at you. I have seen the way you look at him and the way you smile at him. You two are so-called ‘roommates’ but don’t pretend I have forgotten you two’s history in college! How can you two ever expect to be just roommates?! Never contact me again. What a damn waste of two whole fucking years.

The raven-haired man shook his head and he made the decision for you to block his number and delete all media and traces of him from your phone.

“You’re not texting him anymore,” he told you, “He wasn’t good for you. He was never going to be good for you, [F/n].”

Your hand reached out for your phone and you plugged it back in to charge it and you rose from your lying position. Good heavens, you looked… not good. The bra you had worn to bed was poking out of your camisole and your hair was a mess. Levi reached forward and pulled the strap up, being careful to not let his hands linger too long.

You didn’t seem to be in the mood for talking, and he didn’t blame you. He was just trying to look out for you, as a roommate… right?

He pressed down on his knees as he stood up and stretched. He reached down for his leather satchel and told you when he’d be back and to try not to let this take up more of your sick days. “Drink your damn water, too.” He warned.

Levi left with a ruffle of your hair and you collapsed back into bed, pulling the covers back over you. He procured his blazer from the coat hanger that he normally wore over a button-up and put it on. He felt around for the keys and wallet in his pocket and hurried down the stairs to the carpark. He opened the door to the car and buried his face in his palms.

Was he really not that subtle? Had Zeke seen through it all?

How could he help himself… not when he had been hiding his feelings for you for over two years now… He thought that by being roommates and by living with you, he secretly hoped your living styles would conflict, or you two may not have clashed as friends but maybe living together would be too difficult…

...Or was that all an excuse just to be closer to you? After all, you were two freshly out of college looking for an apartment each, but when he told you he found a nice enough place that was decently priced - and how he was your best friend - how could you say no?

Levi wasn’t one to fake innocence or naivety; he knew exactly what Zeke was referring to when. By which you two had drunkenly hooked up four times throughout your degree. And so started the intense feelings he had for you.

He remembered his feelings started out so innocently. You two were in the same education programme and you took a few modules together and naturally by spending more and more time together, you two got closer. Feelings developed and were repressed time and time again. You’d go out together all the time on walks in the middle of the night or grab a drink at the end of exams, but by not giving this a label, nothing came out of it. You two were just hanging out - not dating - and over time, you convinced yourself that that was all you two would ever be: just friends. Friends with feelings for each other, but friends nevertheless.

And this worked until you two got obscenely drunk at your twenty-first birthday party in your dorm, and woke up in the same bed together the following morning, clothes strewn about and his muscular arms wrapped around you.

And you both told yourselves that it would never happen again, and that it was a one-time thing. That you two would remain friends and never cross that boundary ever again.

Until it happened again not too long after… and again and again and again.

And you two both knew the last time that you two weren't even all that drunk…

He shook his head. No, he couldn’t allow this to clog up his mind and leave him feeling mentally congested. But of course his mind couldn’t help but wander to how good you looked - not including today - or how kind you were. And he recounted the sounds you made and the way you moulded to his touch those few times.

Fuck, I’m in too deep, he says to himself as he begins to drive.

By the time the clock ticked five in the evening, he checked his phone again having not checked it for a few hours. He was sitting in his car now and removed his blazer. He was sitting in the private teachers’ carpark but that didn’t stop a few people knocking on his car window. He would get startled initially but he would give a lazy wave of his palm.

[F/n] [L/n]: Hey Levi. Sorry for all the tears last night. But a few friends have invited me out to get my mind off of… everything. I’ll be heading out at around 5 for a meal and then I’ll be back a few hours after that I think!

Levi shrugged. At least you told him you were going out so he didn’t have to worry.

Alright, see you then and be careful. Don’t lose your keys while you’re out, he texted back.

A notification came through right away.

[F/n] [L/n]: You’re too mean! :( You have no faith in me bestie?

He rolled his eyes. No, he texted back and put his phone onto the phone holder and headed home. He was happy you managed to crawl out of bed as it is, never mind you heading out with your friends. This would do you some good. You normally hung around with the same friends from college too and he knew they’d take care of you in this more fragile state.

Good, he didn’t have to worry about you not eating properly - because, no, Ben and Jerry’s did not count as a meal - or you staying in your duvet prison. He could go home and relax and watch his favourite series he was watching. Perhaps he’d order food or do some yoga…

Wow, he was so easily pleased.

Normally you would text your roommate every couple of hours or so. By 10PM rolled around and no update from you, he eyed his phone and placed it down again. You were fine, surely. He just needed to know you still had your keys so that he didn’t have to stay up waiting for you.

They’re fine, hopefully, and I’m getting tired, he said to himself, his eyes fluttering shut. He reclined onto the sofa more, head connecting with one of the plump cushions and sleep overcame him for a short while.

Or so he thought.

He woke up again when he heard a crowd of young people parading outside the alleyway where his apartment block was located. He inhaled sharply and rubbed his eyes with the heel of his palm and leaned over to check his phone. Damn, still no update from you.

He stood up from the couch and knocked on your bedroom door. “[F/n]?” he called out. No answer.

Okay, clearly it was more than just a meal. You were probably out drinking. No, he wasn’t going to fret.

You didn’t drink too often, but if you were ever emotional while drinking, you were definitely wild and more prone to danger. As soon as the intrusive thoughts began, his phone began to ring. He could feel his palms sweating already. He wiped them off the slacks of his pants he had not changed out of and answered the phone.

“H-Hello? [F/n]?”

“Hi, this is Levi, right?” the female voice came. A little bit slurred but the person seemed okay. “We took a few classes together in college, it’s Christa Lenz.”

“Ah, Christa, yes. Is [F/n] alright?”

Christa seemed hesitant at first. “Um, well… no. Not really. We had a meal and whatever and they were fine then, and then another girl, Sasha, suggested a few drinks. [F/n] seemed up for it and it was all going okay. A bit tipsy but they--”

“Get to the fucking point.” He snapped.

“--[F/n] saw Zeke enter the bar around an hour ago, and they panicked and drank a lot more… Like they downed seven shots already.”

“Is [F/n] okay? Are they awake or conscious?”

“I mean… we’re outside Trost Bar now not too far from your place, but we’re sitting down because they feel nauseous standing. That, and they’re crying a lot. Uh. They’re kind of a mess right now.”

Christa didn’t hear Levi say anything else, but once she heard the footsteps, the door opening and the jingling of keys, she knew he was on his way. Levi momentarily stopped and ran back inside your apartment and grabbed a bottle of water, some painkillers, an empty shopping bag in case you needed to get sick and a few other essentials. He raced back down to his car as fast as his legs could carry him to rush and collect you.

He stepped on the gas. Thankfully, Trost bar was no more than a ten minute drive away but that didn’t mean he was going to take his sweet time.

He could recall the bar vaguely, it was an ideal location for students. It was spacious, but it was also popular so people crammed into it leaving little to no space for anyone else. The bar is hundreds of conversations all trying to compete with the rock music that dominated the atmosphere. It would boom in the speakers and there were speakers everywhere. At first he was confused how he could recall so little else about it but he remembered how much the loud music used to deter him and he’d only ever stay for an hour at a time.

He slowly came to a halt when he found your friend group sitting with you on the pavement. He parked across the road and after looking both ways, he ran across to you. Christa looked up, followed by Mikasa and Sasha. You on the other hand had your head buried between your legs. Levi knelt down and pulled your face into his hands.

“Sheesh, you’ve seen better days.” He remarked. You were clever to have worn waterproof mascara but everything else smudged and rubbed away. He pulled you up by your hands and slung your arms over his shoulder. “Thanks, you guys. I appreciate this.”

He walked you over to his car, but he heard the not-so-silent remark from one of your friends.

“There’s no way they’re just roommates, right?”

He only sighed, sat you down in the seat and passed you the shopping bag he brought from your apartment. He went round to the boot of the car and got you a bottle of water before sitting into the front seat. Leaning over to the glove compartment, he tossed your makeup remover wipes at you with the simple command “wipe” and he pressed on the accelerator.

You could say he was prepared, for sure.

An inexplicable feeling of anger had overcome the short man once you saw you in this drunken, emotional state. You would be able to see it in the way his thin brows had knitted together and the way his teeth ground against each other. Even in your drunken state, you could tell he was driving a bit faster than normal.

The ride home was silent, the tension was palpable. You finished removing the makeup and most of it had gone. Levi noticed you toss the wipe on the floor in your half-sleepy, half drunk state. Under normal circumstances he would have snapped at you to pick it up. Not tonight, though.

“Leviiii…” you drawled, your speech still slurred. When you didn’t get the response, you poked at his muscular thigh repeatedly until his hand reached down to seize your wrist. “You’re-” followed by a hiccup, “you’re angry at me.”

He was angry and he was trying to piece his emotions together. He felt anger towards you for drinking yourself into this state rather than dealing with your emotions in a more healthy way. He was thankful and appreciative that as a roommate, you never drank too often so he never had to come collect you like this, but he hated being held to that title.

Maybe he was angry he was only your roommate. Or he was angry at himself for being jealous of Zeke and angry that he wasn’t the one who got to wake up to you in the mornings after a night of euphoric, raw passion. Because, wow, that man had to grit his teeth and put on headphones many times when Zeke came over.

He was angry at Zeke for upsetting you this much and getting you so upset in the first place. For being so awful to break up with you in the place you two had your first date. He was angry at the thought of not realizing how much more you deserved. If Levi had gone to the bar, he was sure his first would have connected with the bearded-man’s jaw at some point. He was angry that Zeke never appreciated you the way he would have, even if he wasn’t the most emotive or touchy-feely person.

“I’m sorry, Levi…” you murmured, and Levi found himself slowing down. He didn’t want you to apologize, but the tone in your voice that was laden with guilt made his heart lurch forward. He saw a hazy light in the distance and began to glide towards the side of the road. In your blurry state you could make out where he was taking you to. “Levi?”

“Get out.” He said, plainly.

You blinked a few times as you prepared to get out of the car, knowing you’d probably wobble a bit. The dimly lit sign of the OPEN above the diner did make you suddenly hungry.

“I need coffee.” Levi muttered as he opened the door for you.

“Y-You could have used m-mine…” you mumbled, speech still slurring but you were becoming more lucid now.

He could have used yours, but he knew how nice it was to get some fried food after having a few too many drinks. Plus, he knew that you have gotten quite sensitive before when drunk or even a bit hangry. He walked to the double doors that were polished so clean you couldn’t see the glass. He walked in ahead and opened the door and held it open.

When the pair of you sat down, you ordered a cheeseburger and a vanilla milkshake which came with a side of fries. The already forming hangover was starting to hit but the smell of fried food was doing well to neutralize it for now. Fluorescent lights kept the counter lit and the slight hum that came from them was giving Levi a headache, but he tried to zone in on the jukebox in the corner that was playing some classics from the 70s. Still, Levi’s anger continued to brew and he knew he’d pop if he didn’t get home to sleep away his turbulent feelings. Once the food came, Levi quickly stood up to go to the bathroom and you eagerly ate, too engrossed in the saltiness of your burger and the sugar of your milkshake to even realize he had gone. He did swipe a chip from your bowl though and dipped it into some tangy garlic mayo once he came back, once he had shoved something into his pocket. You eyeballed him for a second.

“You didn’t actually go pee, you paid for me.” You deduced.

“You have no proof.”

“I can check your online banking,” you said, leaning over to swipe his phone. You heard him mutter something about how you didn’t know his PIN or login-details. “Two, five, one, two...” you whispered, the date and month of his birthday.

Levi only blinked and leaned over to snatch his phone. “Just shut up and eat your food.”

You munched in more tense silence. Once you finished, you two left and walked back to Levi’s car. Given how no one chased after you two, that confirmed that Levi had paid.

The more you babbled on the way home, the harder Levi gripped the steering wheel. The sooner you get over this breakup, the better for him. He knew it was just drunk rambling but he was getting so obscenely frustrated. He was tired, he wanted to sleep.

When you two arrived back home at the apartment, he walked inside and held the door open for you. If anything, he needed the paracetamol more than you now. He walked over to the counter to get a glass of water for himself until you beckoned him over.

You weren’t an idiot, you knew he was pissed. And you hated going to bed if you knew someone was angry at you.

“Sit next to meeeee!” you called out in a sing-song. You patted the seat next to you. “You’re so grumpy! Can we talk about it?”

“No. Don’t wanna talk about it. You’re drunk.”

“Am not!” you cried, standing up.

Levi leaned back against the countertop, chugging on the glass of water. “Oh, yeah?” he challenged. “Go on, then. Stand on one foot, hold it for thirty seconds.”

“Nooooo problemoooo…” you replied. You raised the sole of your foot to touch the side of your knee and calf and brought your hands into high prayer. You were doing it… you were doing it…

Until you stumbled and fell after four seconds.

“Hammered.” Levi declared.

You pouted. Okay, if he wasn’t going to talk, you’d have to make him. And what better way than to try to cheer him up?! You sprang to your feet and ran around behind the opposite side of the countertop, before crawling on top of it. You heard Levi beginning to question your actions but he had no time to react when you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. You just managed to force Levi into giving you a piggy-back.

“Smile for meeeee!” you beamed, pulling at his lips.

“Fuck off!” he yelled as he walked you over.

“Pleeeeeeeease!”

“NO! Get off me!” he cried, louder this time and flipped you onto the couch. “Fucking hell, you’re so fucking annoying and dense and you never know when to shut the fuck up!”

His uncharacteristic outburst shocked you as you looked up at him with doe eyes. He was tired and fed up, and he was feeling his jealousy simmering over. Like, hell, this never would have happened if you were never dating that furball to begin with. You never would have drank yourself silly. Even if you were dating Levi and you broke up, he could safely say he’d hate to hear you drinking away your emotions. He hated seeing you so upset over a man and he had to listen to this for over a month. For the past two years of him sitting with his feelings, he’s had to see you with a man who never appreciated you and you didn’t see just how much you deserved. Even if you didn’t find it with him, he was so convinced that anyone would have treated you better than Zeke.

In fact, he didn’t care if you never looked at him the same way he did you; just as long as you were happy with someone. He’d get over it eventually, even if it killed him in the process.

But how many more men would come and go because they could never accept the fact you lived with your best friend - your best friend you have been intimate with?

He’d never be able to forget those moments with you. Especially the last time you two slept together.

You two were basically sober, and yet you still wound up with Zeke not too long later…

Maybe hearing it from you as to why you could never give him an answer. He was your best friend after all… why couldn’t you tell him you weren’t interested?

He stood before you as the thoughts circled in his head like a never ending merry-go-round; one that had a scratchy, out of tune melody but still droned on and plagued him. He glanced up at you and saw your eyes were now beginning to water.

Shit, he forgot how easily sensitive you were when you were drunk.

"You know, Levi… I think you're so mean and grumpy at times, and that you don't understand me!" you cried. Even though you were deep in your feelings and a slobbery mess, you still threw your arms around him, always finding comfort in his arms.

Levi sighed and relented, guiding the two of you down to the sofa and he waited for the emotional, tearful outburst to pass. You sat on the right and he made what could be considered as a potentially suggestive gesture to rest his hand on your thigh. But that was it, he just rubbed your leg up and down as you continued to bawl and be a mess.

"Yeah, perhaps I don't understand you…" he murmured once you begun to calm down.

You sniffled and looked up at him. "What?"

"I don't understand you at times, [F/n].."

You blinked owlishly. "I don't get it. What are you referring to?"

Gosh, he was going to lose it. He knew he was going to lose it but he knew you couldn't help it if you were still confused, even if you were beginning to sober up.

Don’t say it, don’t say it, don’t say it, don't say it...

"Why him, why Zeke, huh? You knew I loved you two years back. I still do. I knew at the very least liked me. So, fuck-- why would you even tough it out with him that long if he made you so unhappy?"

Fuck, he said it.

“Why couldn’t you at least tell me you didn’t like me back?” he asked, smoothing his black hairs back. “It’s been both great yet simultaneously agony living with you.”

You were silent, uncomfortably silent. He wanted to just tell you to forget what he said, but how could you? Not when he openly confessed.

Why did you get with Zeke… He never captured your heart the way Levi did in the first place. You tried thinking back to two years ago, but your mind was still fuzzy. It was a shame he did this while you were still a bit drunk, but at least you’d be most honest this way, no? Drunken words are sober thoughts after all.

At the time, were you, perhaps, scared to get romantically involved with your best friend? Was the timing of it all too wrong, close to graduation, where afterwards Levi planned on moving away? Could you have coped with long distance after being with him for the four years of your undergraduate?

“Maybe because I knew we were graduating soon and you wanted to study more out of state…” you murmured. “Maybe because you were my best friend and that would have made things messy… And if you were going to leave, I guess I needed to find someone else because I assumed nothing would happen…”

Levi looked at you as he spoke. Sure, that was the original plan - to move away - but he realized he’d be better off finding a job first to pay him part of the way and maybe take a sabbatical of sorts a few years from now to further his education. And it just so happened you two both ended up applying and getting accepted at the same highschool. And that you had been dating Zeke for four months now so what could he do except live with it.

“Maybe I was scared you only liked the times we were physical together and nothing more…” you added.

Levi sighed heavily. He had watched you the entire time as you spoke before turning to look at the countertop in the dimly lit kitchen area. He pressed down on his knees as he went to stand up. “Look, I’ll just--”

“N-No!” you interjected, grabbing him by the hand. “Stay.”

Levi’s eyes widened marginally and he sat down again, not shaking away your hand. Your lower lips trembled as you continued to stare at him, and he back at you.

You leaned forward and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. It lasted just a second and there was no time for you to savour it.

“I’m sorry, Levi.” You mumbled.

But before you could babble another apology, Levi raked his fingers through your hair and placed a kiss to your lips.

“Don’t be. But fuck, wow, we really need to work on communication. Even if we are just roommates.”

You shook your head and you quickly moved to straddle him. This action shocked Levi to his core, evident by his wide eyes but they quickly became clouded with lust as you ground against him and leaned in for a soul-sucking kiss. His hands found your hips and his mouth moved in tandem to your own. He let you explore the recesses of his mouth with your tongue and he could only respond in kind as he removed the jacket you were wearing. He could tell you were definitely eager by the way you hand cupped his cheeks and smoothed over them constantly, pushing yourself in for more and more.

He was displeased at how much you had dominated him so quickly and had his head spinning and was quick to tighten the grip on your hips and pushed you down onto the cushion of the sofa. The two of you continued to kiss and grind against one another, your fingertips raking across his back. You arced your head back as Levi moved to leave sloppy kisses against your neck, sucking and biting occasionally until he was sure to have at least left some sort of mark in his wake. You pulled his head back to yours and bit on his lower lip. He let out a soft yet animatlistic groan and it only spurred you further. Every blissful noise that escaped you made his blood overheat and left a burning desire in his bones.

Fuck, he wanted this so badly. He had been waiting so long. It was just perfect; you fit and moulded to him perfectly. He’d love to take you right then and there on the couch but his conscience just wouldn’t allow him.

You weren’t entirely sober.

This could all change in the morning.

He groaned and pulled away once your fingers tried to pull at the fly of his slacks. He was quick to grab your hand and sit back up. He looked down at you again. “I respect you too much to do this now, not until I know you want this as much as me.”

“But, I do--”

“You’re drunk, you’re not able to properly say you want this or to consent. I can’t allow myself to do this now. It’d be different if you weren’t.”

“I can sober up quickly, look!” you pestered. You closed your eyes for a few seconds before they opened again. “See? Sober!”

He scoffed. “You just counted to five with your eyes closed and opened them again. The answer is no, [F/n].” He said, and stood up. “I’ve waited too long for you not to properly enjoy this anyway…”

You couldn’t help but blush at his last words. “Alright, roomie, will you at least come to bed with me then?”

He scoffed but you could see him smiling amidst the murky darkness of your apartment. “I guess so.”

You two pattered down the hall, you stopping to remove your heels halfway. You opened the door to your bedroom and changed while Levi put on his nightwear. You shuffled into bed in just a vest and cotton shorts and Levi was soon to follow. He extended an arm and you sidled up next to your roommate.

“Depending on how this weekend goes, you and I may just need to take a sick day on Monday also.” He uttered after a few minutes of both your eyes being shut.

“What do you mean?” you asked, yawning.

“I haven’t had you in two years, ‘s been far too long…” he replied. He knew that alone would get you to blush so he settled in closer to you. He smirked and said, “sleep well, roomie” before heading off to dreamland.

You, however, continued to fantasize for the next hour or so before sleep overcame you too.

Was this the right decision to make after getting out of a long-term relationship just a day ago? You couldn’t tell. But you did realize back then when you were kissing him that there was something that was never there with Zeke. Maybe it was more love, or it was sensitivity. Maybe it was more attention to detail and consideration. Maybe it was the pining and the restraining he had to do that left to unbridled passion.

Well, you had a whole weekend to yourselves now - and perhaps Monday, too - and you were already excited for what was in store tomorrow.

Once your hangover goes away, of course.

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