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id-rather-be-an-outsider · 2 years

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Simps. And Dumbasses.

Eren Yeager x Black!Reader

summary: Eren Yeager is an absolute simp and has no clue what to say or do to get you to notice him, and his pride leads him to ask Connie, of all people, for advice.

word count: 4080 (including words in text messages)

a/n: I’ve been vibing to Sza lately and for some reason I’ve been inspired to write this, uwu. reader uses she/her pronouns? warnings are reader experiences bullying throughout her childhood, hint of a micro aggression but it could also be seen as ppl just making fun of her curls bc I’ve experienced that before, so it’s up to the reader’s interpretation, that’s it I think. enjoy!

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“You’re a fucking simp, dude,” Connie laughs over the phone, and Eren squeezes the bridge of his nose, knowing exactly the stupid face the baldie was making. Connie continues, “But hey, I don’t blame you. If I had a chance with a baddie like that, with a booty like that, I’d already be so much of a simp ya’ll would never hear from me ever again.”

“That would be such a blessing, Connie, truly. Please go meet someone hot and leave the group chat in peace.” Eren chooses to ignore Connie openly discussing his crush’s ass in favor of the cynical jab. “Anyways, are you gonna help me?”

“Uh, yea. Just be yourself. It works for me.”

“… But you’re perpetually single.”

“No I’m- oh wait, I am. Shit.”

“Did you seriously not know your own relationship status?” Eren blinks, falling back on his bed. “I just got a migraine from your idiocy.”

“I’m sorry that I fuck often enough to have to debate it, simp.”

“You’re a thot. And stop calling me a simp!”

“Then stop simping for y/n and just talk to her, dumbass!” Connie hangs up before Eren can retort, and Eren’s phone vibrates in his hand. He checks his messages and a text from Connie reads:

Eren scowls, furiously typing back:

Eren throws his phone away dramatically, already tired of Connie’s antics. A few seconds later, though, he picks it back up, texting Jean:

Eren rolls his eyes. How is he supposed to learn about you? Other than approaching you, of course, because that would just be weird and bad and he would look like a creep. At least, that’s what his brain has decided on a whim of anxiety.

Anxiety isn’t normal for Eren, even general nervousy isn’t. Sure, back when he went to Paradis Prep, he would get nervous for big tests if he wasn’t strong in the subject, but this is different. For the first time, he cares about what another person thinks of him.

Do you think of him, even? God, he hopes so. If you don’t then that’s really embarrassing. As he ponders this with a tinge of existential dread, a notification pops up on his screen. You tweeted a link to your Spotify wrapped, and a lightbulb goes off. Okay, not a lightbulb, more like a sign saying, ‘HEY DUMMY TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS LUCKY OPPORTUNITY RIGHT NOW’ beat him fifty times in the face, but still.

He browses through the list, realizing he doesn’t recognize a single song. Jhene Aiko, Bryson Tiller, Megan Thee Stallion, Sza, Doja Cat and Isaiah Rashad. Definitely not his genre. Over the course of the day, he listens to the entire list, but one song specifically, titled ‘Pretty Little Birds,’ catches him off guard. He closes his eyes, letting the wind outside caress his face and letting the tide of the music’s highs and lows take him with them. At its end, he’s surprised to find himself with tears webbing down his face, and the next song makes it even worse.

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Armin hears music blasting from his shared dorm with Eren and immediately shakes his head, knowing it can’t be a good thing. He sends a quick text to Mikasa to let her know her brother is likely inconsolable, and opens it to hear ‘Garden (Say It Like Dat)’ by Sza breaking the sound barrier, and when he sees Eren laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, he sighs. “Alexa, volume down.” Eren lifts his head up and glares at him, and Armin says, “Eren, what are you doing?”

“SOMEBODY HURT HER, ARMIN! Somebody made her feel unworthy, or like she was an imposter, or something just as bad!”

Armin furrows his brows. “And just so we’re on the same page, this is about… who?”

Eren scoffs, like it should be obvious. “Y/n. Who else would it be? You know I’ve liked her for forever, Armin.” Armin does know that, yes, but he also knows that Eren has spent the last several months adamantly denying his crush on y/n. Armin suspected it had a bit to do with him being scared of everyone teasing him for it, and a bit to do with not wanting to be beat to a pulp by Onyankopon for crushing on his little sister.

The man is pretty chill normally, but the few times he’s gotten into fights were when guys tried to make a play for y/n and he didn’t think they measured up. The fight between him and Porco is one Armin remembers well, mostly because everyone was betting on Porco then. Armin bet on Onyankopon and won quite a bit of money. All under the table, of course. He’s seen the way Mikasa obliterates people who come after Eren - he knew Porco’s infatuation for y/n would be no match against an overprotective sibling, and he was right.

Wait. Porco.

At the time of that fight he hadn’t considered why the two were fighting other than y/n being too precious for anyone by Onyankopon’s standards, but now he remembers Sasha mentioning y/n dumping Porco after dating for a month because of something disrespectful he did, which Sasha heard from Niccolo, a close friend of y/n’s fiercely loyal older brother.

As he ruminates on this, he debates telling Eren, but decides he shouldn’t. It’s really not worth the risk with Eren’s temper. Instead, he says, “You know, Niccolo is friends with y/n, and Sasha is starting to get closer to her. Maybe you could ask them if she’s actually in need of comforting. Since you probably won’t ask her yourself.”

“Who says I won’t ask her myself?” Eren retorts.

“Uh, do the last two quarters ring any bells for you?” Armin supplies, knowing he’s got Eren beat.

Eren concedes, “Okay, y’got me there. When is Niccolo going to Sasha’s next?”

“I feel like I shouldn’t tell you.” Armin grimaces, leaning toward not telling him.

“I’ll tell Annie you like her if you don’t spill the beans.” Eren threatens, his gaze ice cold.

“Tomorrow.”

“Thanks, ‘Min.” He says, getting up and clapping him on the back as he makes a beeline for the fridge.

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“So, you want to know about y/n? Why don’t you just ask her out?” Sasha asks as she carefully licks Niccolo’s special sauce off her fingers. She loves having a chef as her boyfriend. Every time he cooks for her she’s convinced she could die happy.

Armin warned Sasha that Eren was acting manic now that he’s finally admitted his crush on y/n. It’s cute to see Eren give a shit about something other than video games, and him coming over meant Niccolo would cook more, ergo she would eat more because Eren would be too busy talking to notice her eating his entire plate after finishing her own, so she doesn’t mind the intrusion.

“I already told you, I can’t just ask her out. Onyankopon would kill me.” Eren grits out between his teeth, putting a hand up to shield his mouth from Niccolo’s eyes.

Niccolo, who definitely heard what Eren said, supplies, “What? Onyankopon is a nice guy, he wouldn’t do that. Just don’t hurt her and you’ll be fine. He likes you.” He sits down across from Sasha, his plate lightly scraping on the wooden table.

“But what if I do hurt her? With my… with my…” Eren trails off as he looks for the right words.

“Idiotic tendencies?” Sasha quips, shrugging her shoulders at him when he gapes at her.

“Why is everyone so mean to me?” Eren asks the air, hoping for some sympathy.

“Because you’re an open target.” Sasha answers for the room as she steals a shrimp from Niccolo’s plate, avoiding his disapproving glare.

“Thanks for that vote of confidence.” Eren slumps.

Niccolo laughs quietly. When both Sasha and Eren look at him, he says, “Just communicate, Eren. Ninety percent of relationships fail because they lack healthy communication. Do you think Sasha would stick around for my good looks and cooking skills alone?”

“I would.” Sasha replies, pupils practically heart-shaped.

He glances over at her lovingly, “Okay, fair point. But,” Niccolo’s face grows serious as he shifts his attention back to Eren, “If you’re not a handsome devil like me who made it through Hell’s Kitchen, you need to make sure you have that on lock.”

Eren nods, all seriousness. Then, he meekly asks, “So uh, what’s her favorite food?”

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He’s a foot from your door, about to knock. Before Eren decided to do this, he DMed everyone who he knew was friends with you and wouldn’t spill the beans, or he crashed whatever activity they were in the middle of, only coming across one sock on a door during his investigation. He now knows your favorite colors, candies, food, he’s caught himself up with all your favorite animes and historical dramas, has familiarized himself with your hobbies, and knows your schedule practically by heart. He’s almost sure you’re home right now, and he hopes to high heavens that he remembered correctly what your favorite flowers are, otherwise the bouquet he’s holding will look pretty thoughtless. He can feel his stomach bubbling and he’s not sure if it’s from all the Sprite he helped Connie drink a few hours ago before the rest of the case expired, or if he’s just regular-anxious. Or both. Probably both.

He takes a deep breath, and knocks. After about thirty seconds, Hitch answers with a happy greeting. “Hi, Eren! Y/n will love those,” She chirps as she grabs his arm, pulling him inside. Hitch is one of y/n’s roommates and her best friend, but Eren knew she would want to help him. She’s always been a romantic. “She’s not here right now, but I’m sure she’ll be back soon.” He’s smiling, getting his hopes up just a bit, only for his stomach to drop when he rounds the corner. Yelena.

He knew Yelena was another roommate of y/n’s, but he failed to consider that she’s Onyankopon’s best friend - along with Niccolo, of course. The one person he’s been terrified of finding out this whole time, is sitting right in front of him on the couch, one leg crossed over the other, his fingers pressed together like he’s thinking deeply and a sly grin on his face.

“Hello, Eren Yeager. Sit. Let’s have a chat.”

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Onyankopon thinks himself to be pretty even-tempered, all things considered. He’s only ever gotten into a few fights in his lifetime, and they all were justified, in his opinion. You may occasionally beg to differ, but you’re his sister - it’s not like you’re always going to understand that sometimes he has to do things you won’t agree with.

Like when school bullies would pull on your hair when you were small, or put sticks and twigs in it, laughing at how your curls kept it in place. When you got older, you realized why he put them on their asses, even if it meant being sent home from school and being dubbed a ‘problem kid’.

When you hit puberty and those same people who used to mock you now wanted to be your friends, you thought nothing of it, thinking that maybe they’d grown out of that phase. That was, until Onyankopon came home with a black eye and a busted lip because your supposed ‘guy best friends’ were joking about running a train on you in the gym locker rooms.

You blocked them all the same night, and the next day, asked your teachers to move you across the room. You ate your lunch in your history teacher’s classroom, and you held your head high when you caught them staring at you despite wanting to cry.

You never paid much attention to the way they were more touchy-feely with you before, or at least, you would brush off your discomfort as them just being like that and you being weird because you had a hard time making friends when you were little, but after that you realized how they never respected your boundaries and seemingly viewed you as a slab of meat.

Onyankopon didn’t need you to tell him how you felt then in order to know it - he knew you - but he listened anyway when you told him your fears, your insecurities, your doubts. He also listened to your dreams and desires, and he swore to himself that he would make sure no one ever crossed your path who didn’t tick all those boxes for your ‘dos’ and ‘don’ts’.

Nowadays, you guys have a tight enough relationship for you to know, if Onyankopon says a guy isn’t worth it, he isn’t. Most people think you’re twins until he sets the record straight, but twins or not, he knows your heart.

He also knows that you’ve been crushing on Eren Yeager for a while now, your poor soul hoping he would ask you out, which made him sad since he knew Yeager would probably never do it - he knows Eren’s kind of an idiot. But, he did always think Eren was a nice guy. Definitely nicer than Porco, he thinks, who spent the week before being dumped by y/n getting too comfortable and making snide remarks about things he wished she could change, especially her lack of a want to get intimate early on in their relationship. Of course, you didn’t divulge that information to your brother until after you decided to dump Porco, but he still beat him up anyways.

Onyankopon’s mind stills as he observes Eren nervously wringing his hands, looking around himself at the environment, occasionally widening his eyes at Hitch who’s watching from the kitchen, very amused at the scene unfolding before her. As if he’s asking for help.

“So, uh,” Eren starts, his voice quivering a little as he swallows. Oh boy, this is gonna be fun. “Nice dorm you guys have here. I mean, girls, I mean, I usually use ‘guys’ as a gender neutral term but I don’t know if it would make you uncomfortable, but-“

“Eren!” Yelena stares at him grimly, before smiling gently and whispering, “Calm. Down.”

“Sorry.”

Onyankopon finally clears his throat (though he didn’t really need to, considering the attention was on him already), deciding on what to say. “So you want to date my sister.”

Eren nods meekly.

“Do you want to fuck her?”

“No!” Eren shouts, then corrects himself. “I mean, yes, I mean, if she wants to and we’re both capable of consenting, but that’s not- that’s not my main goal with it- that came out wrong, I-“

Onyankopon puts up a hand, effectively silencing Eren, who quickly clamps his mouth shut. Onyankopon can almost see the gears spinning in his head, and he wants to laugh, but he’s also kind of enjoying watching Eren turn into a blathering mess. “Are you… usually like this?” He asks, choking on a laugh he doesn’t want to release.

“Uh, only when I’m nervous. If you uh, need proof I’m not an idiot I can show you my GPA-“

“-Not needed. I know you’ve been on the Dean’s List every quarter. I always see your name when looking for my sister’s. Speaking of which,” He leans back comfortably, offering Eren a more friendly smile. “Why do you like y/n?”

Eren fidgets, stammering out, “Well, you see, I- We’ve a few classes together, and obviously the first thing I noticed was how pretty she is - and I mean really, she’s beautiful-“

“-AWWWW!!!” Says Hitch from the kitchen, before Yelena tosses another one of her murderous looks at her, after which Hitch opens up the fridge and pretends to browse around for a snack like she isn’t hinged on every word of the conversation.

“Continue.” Yelena urges, crossing her arms and turning to look at Eren next to her. She used to envy Eren’s abilities, until her own surpassed his. He’s not an idiot or anything, though - she’s just brilliant.

“Yea. Ummm, but what really caught my eye was how smart she was, and how passionate she was, is, about learning, and I know I’m probably not the person you see her potentially being with, but I really do like her-“

“Eren. All I want in a partner for my sister is someone who treats her how she deserves to be treated and values her like I do.” Onyankopon states.

For the first time during their whole conversation, Eren’s fiery eyes make an appearance instead of the ones where he looks like a scared cat. “Then I promise, Onyankopon, that is exactly what I will do.” And he can tell Eren means it. He knows that resolve, that fighter’s spirit - and it’s why he was secretly happy when he noticed the lingering looks you gave each other at social gatherings, both of you just oblivious enough to never catch each other in the act.

“Then you have my golden star. Don’t lose it.” He stands up, saying, “I gotta head out for work, but I’ll see you around, Yeager.”

Eren waves goodbye, and when he closes the door, Yelena and Hitch start chatting with each other, while Eren releases a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, sinking down into the couch cushions.

A few minutes later Hitch’s phone rings, and she answers it, mouthing ‘It’s y/n!’ Before saying, “Oh, yea? That’s totally weird. We’ll come and get you - we were gonna check out the Marine Biology Club anyway, Armin just started it and is looking for new members. Yep. See ya!” She nods at Yelena, and Eren looks between the two of them.

“Uhhh, what are you guys communicating that I don’t understand?” He asks, worried.

Hitch groans, “The vibes, Eren. Just read the vibes.”

Yelena says, “I compromised y/n’s key card this morning so it would stop working and we would have to walk down to get her instead of her showing up while we were still interrogating you.”

Eren sits in silence, wondering how the hell you compromise a key card. “So what do I do?” He settles on after a moment.

Hitch smiles at him. “Stay here and wait for her to walk in so you can surprise her.” She frowns, seemingly to herself. “Maybe hold onto the flowers so she doesn’t rationalize it and convince herself you’re not here to ask her out. And make sure you actually ask her - don’t just fumble around and drop the ball, because we’re not picking it up for you if you do.”

“Right. No pressure.” He says to them, but also to himself. He’s far too worried for a situation with only two possible outcomes.

“Good luck!” Yelena exclaims, cheery smile on her face as the door slams behind them, leaving Eren to his own devices for the next however-many-minutes.

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You can tell something is up from the way Hitch and Yelena give each other scheming little side glances, so you’re already shaking your head to yourself as you ride up the elevator to your dorm, which just so happens to be on the top floor, leaving you plenty of time to ponder every possible scenario before you open the front door.

None of that pondering prepares you to see Eren Yeager, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers, standing in your living room. You drop your keys on the floor in shock, both of you just staring at each other like neither of you know what to do next.

“E-Eren! Hi!” You say nervously, then ask, “Uh… how did you get into my apartment?” You smile at him, then bend down to pick up your dropped keys, depositing them in your key tray and heaving your book bag onto the counter next to it.

Eren says, “I knocked and you weren’t here but Hitch was, so she let me in and then her and Yelena told me to wait. Oh! Uh, these are for you.” He holds out the bouquet, and you notice the wrapping around it is your favorite color.

You never realized how much Eren paid attention to you, the two of you only interacting through your friends. You feel your cheeks heat up, and you’re glad he can’t see you blush as you graciously take the bouquet from him. “Thank you, you’re really sweet. So, uh…”

“Sorry, right- erm… I should probably explain,” Eren stumbles through his sentence and if you weren’t so keen on him you might laugh at him, but you are, so you find it endearing. “I’m here because I want to go out. With you. I mean, um, I want to take you out. On a date.”

“Now?” You ask, a little surprised and confused, but not disappointed.

“No! I mean, I’m sure you’re busy right now, but if you’re interested in going out… with me… we could… my number! I mean- ugh.” Eren slides his palm over his face, sighing. “I’m sorry, I’ve never asked someone out before. How is this going?” He peeks at you through his fingers, hope shining in his eyes.

You laugh, and you don’t know it, but your smile causes Eren’s brain to melt down the rest of the way. “You’re doing terrible, but it’s really cute. I would love to get your number, and go out on a date sometime.” You wink at him, then raise an eyebrow after a few seconds of him standing there dumbly.

“Oh! Yea, here.” He retrieves his phone from his pocket, holding it out for you to type your number into his keypad, calling your phone when you finish so you have his number. You don’t know this, but Eren’s already put your name in his phone as “😍 y/n 🥰”, and will not let you see that until after your first kiss, but you’re no better.

After you say your goodbyes, which are full of you both giggling and smiling like drunk idiots, you look at your phone, copying his number from your recent calls and creating a new contact.

His name?

“💕 SIMP 💕”.

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dejwrites · 2 years

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✦ — • my boy an ugly crier, but he's such a pretty liar. • my boy, an attack on titan mini series • ( zeke yeager x black fem reader )

TAGS — @warmchick @fairiechuu @gabzlovesu @itzgabz22 @etherealluvrr @caribbeanwifey19

TABLE OF CONTENTS —

PART ONE. PART TWO. PART THREE. PART FOUR. PART FIVE.

COMING SOON 2022.

NEW YORK CITY'S BEST MARRIAGE THERAPIST DR. STEWART STARED AT THE COUPLE IN FRONT OF HER. Her mouth gasped open at the news she was hearing and her perfectly arched eyebrows raised in confusion. In front of her were two of the most successful people in the world designed to tie the knot in two months. In just two months they were about to combine two of the most successful families and rack up a combined net worth that could have Elon Musk pissing his pants. She was beyond confused on how they needed marriage counseling and they haven't even said 'I do' yet. But here the therapist was listening to their problems that shook her to the core.

"(Y/N), you punched him in the nose?" Dr. Stewart asked.

"She did Dr. Stewart, almost broke it too. She doesn't care the fact that we are in the spotlight majority of the time. What if someone saw what she did and sent it to fuckin' TMZ or something."

"He fucked his assistant and then had the audacity to try to kiss me thirty minutes later, Dr. Stewart." (Y/N) huffed as she leaned back into the grey-colored chair.

"And you guys are sure it's no way to end this arranged marriage?" Dr. Stewart asked.

"Nope." The two said in unison.

#zeke yeager x reader #zeke yeager x black reader #aot x reader #anime x reader #anime smut #aot x black reader #anime x black reader #black reader #black y/n #zeke x black reader #char: zeke yeager #series: my boy #reader is onyankopon older sister btw !!

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salaciousdoll · 2 years

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MILLION DOLLAR MEN PT. 2

Part 1

Tw: Cheater!/ Mafia! Eren and Armin, CEO x mob boss Erwin make an appearance, talks of killing and butchering, gun use, knife use, Sorrow, angst to fluff, Onyankopon called Onyy, Onya x fem! Reader, mentions of half of the Aot characters

Eren and Armin were not the same, everyone watched both of them slip into their own darkness.

It was fueling Mikasa and Annie because it’s been over 4 months and they’re still hung up on you.

They didn’t even touch them like they used to when they were with you. It’s weird. Yes.

Eren and Armin were both sitting on the couch in silence. The only thing on their minds was their last time seeing you….

You called Erwin to schedule a meeting with him to discuss what you know and how you want to go on with your life without everyone.

The next week, You met with Erwin inside of his office, the only thing is everyone who you presumed to dislike was there. It frustrated you but you kept your head up high.

“ Take a seat, y/n.”, Erwin said in his deep authoritative voice.

You didn’t want to but the way he was staring into your soul told you otherwise.

You once had a crush on the old head along with the others when you were in your teens. They were the men you dreamed to be with, respectful and generous. Handsome too.

But they weren’t that type of men if they killed people for a living.

You had on sunglasses with your hair pulled into a ponytail filled with braids. Your skin was feeling clammy and looked sparkling because of the sun. You were still beautiful, especially in your exes eyes.

“ Ok, First question why?”, Levi asks you. He watched you grow and he didn’t want you to stop talking to them suddenly, it was too much.

“ Why what sir?”, You ask with pursed lips.

“ You don’t have to be formal with us? We’re still family after all.”, Miche says, sitting next to Levi with his wife on the side of him, nanaba.

“ Maybe I’m being formal because I don’t want to get killed for n-”, You say but a loud bang was heard.

“ Why would we kill you?!”, Hange yelled, they honestly looked so good in the suit while yelling at you, but you had to put that aside.

“ I’m just being logical here, I mean isn’t that what you all do right? Tell me something, Onya. Why didn’t you tell me, why did I have to hear it from these two bitches on the left of you.”, You say making Onya flinch.

You weren’t mad at him, just disappointed because you and him could’ve taken this secret of revealing the mafia to you to the grave because that’s how strong your friendship is.

“ Y/n, I couldn’t. I didn’t want to jeopardize your life. You mean so much to me and you are the only person throughout this entire room that gave me a chance to talk without accusing me or didn’t give me answers that I needed. You understand me the most and I couldn’t lose the person who understands me the most and who I-”, Onya says.

Eren interrupted him, “ Finish that sentence and you’re dead.”

“ No. No. how dare you threaten him. You shouldn’t be speaking at all, so shut the hell up.”, You shouted in pure disgust surprising Jean and Connie because they never saw you this angry.

“ Alright, alright. Settle down…. Y/n, we��re not going to kill you. We’re going to have to keep eyes on you because you know about us. But there’s always another option. First, what did the boys actually tell you.”, Erwin says to you.

You sighed, “ They said that you’re the number one mafia in the number one district. That’s all they said. They never mention you all killing people or torturing. They never mentioned the other illegal shit y’all do.”

“ You’re talking like we’re the bad guys here.”, Yelena says, lightening up a cigarette.

“ Yeah, I’m starting to think you always thought we were y/n, how sad.”, Zeke says with a cigar hanging out of his mouth.

You rolled your eyes, “ No ones the bad guy unless your actions proved that. I haven’t seen you all prove to me that you’re the bad guys. Well, does lying to my face count?”

“ We didn’t like that they were cheating on you, but we couldn’t stop it. They’re grown men now, we can’t control everything they do and besides love comes and goes.”, Miche says, making you pull off your glasses with a smile.

You made the torturer shake when you laughed. Nile didn’t know what to do nor did miche. They were the butcher and torturer.

“ You really expect me to believe that bullshit of a sob fucking story. News flash, micheal, I wasn’t born yesterday. Now tell me the truth. Did y’all or did y’all not want them together?”, You asked them, looking every last one of them in their eyes. You purposely got his name wrong, which made him grip his seat because he hated when people pronounce his name wrong.

Kruger reached for your hand, only for you to pull it back, “ Yes or No.”

Everyone slowly nodded their heads, even Onya, which definitely surprised you.

“ Wow, so are you together? Oh, Annie and Mikasa, were you two satisfied with their dicks inside of you. How did Eren and Armin feel? How did Annie and Mikasa feel, best friends? Do tell, I mean come on we’re best friends again”, You say with an excited voice.

Everyone gasped at your explicit language.

Armin and Eren couldn’t even look you inside of your eyes because they knew that you were hurt.

“ Come on, we don’t all talk at once.”, You say before lifting your legs up on the table, crossing them.

“ Y/n, stop this!”, Armin yells with tears pooling down his ocean blue eyes.

“ Why?”, You asked.

Armin sniffed before talking again, “ You know why, just please stop this, not here.”

“ Why not, everyone is rooting for you all, even myself. I mean a pack of whore got to stick together right. Or is it bitches, I’m not sure.”, You say before Annie got up and put a knife to your neck.

“ Please shut up before we hurt your feelings. And before you piss me off and have your neck sliced open like a fish being gutted.”, Annie says in her smooth voice.

“ Annie!”, Eren and Armin yelled before getting up, only to be held back by Erwin.

You laughed before pushing your neck forward for her knife to press harder creating a mark before blood started coming out, little by little.

“ Come on! Do it, I always wanted a pretty girl with a nasty past and heart to take me out. So do it.”, You yelled as you and Annie had a staring contest.

The room was dead quiet , nothing but Eren and Armin cries were heard.

Annie retracted her knife before walking away, “ Next time, I won’t hesitate. I only did this time for Armin.”

“ Sure.”, You say with a killer smile.

“ Still the same brave y/n I know huh? I tell you what, I’ll cut you a once in a lifetime deal. You work for me in the office, meaning carrying out orders and money investments and I’ll let you off. It’s a regular job just with illegal business, so you will not be involved with any dangerous activity, deal?”, Erwin says walking towards you as he talks before sticking his hand out.

You looked at it before looking up at him, “ What if I decline?”

“ Then you die, oh, I hated saying that. I don’t want my men, women, or I to kill you, so please take the offer”, Erwin says.

You looked around the room before locking eyes with Eren and then Armin.

You then traveled your eyes to Onya and smiled at him. He figured it was a sad smile and knew what was happening next, your pride is really going to be the death of you.

“ No. No.”, Onya whispered while shaking his head no.

“ I, respectfully, decline your offer, Erwin. Before I die, let me know how I’m going to die. I hope it’s a quick one because whew! I am too pretty to be tortured, that’s for sure. Am I right?”, You asked the room to see them looking at you with madness or sadness.

“ What?! Come on, it was a pretty good saying.”, You say. One thing you weren’t, you weren’t afraid to die.

Lots of people aren’t but when the time is here, you have no choice, plus your pride was too much for you.

Erwin smiled before taking out his gun and putting it on the side of your head.

He saw that you didn’t have any tears inside of your eyes or pooling down your face. It was saddening to see, really.

The safety of the gun clicked, which means it was off safety.

You looked around and smiled while everyone either turned away or had tears coming down their faces, even Mikasa and Annie had tears.

Erwin slowly traced his finger to trigger before shooting in the air, luckily they were on the highest floor. Dust fell out of the ceiling on the table, some even getting on you.

Everyone gasped while you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in while dusting yourself off.

Erwin forcefully grabbed your chin, “ Look at me! Don’t you ever choose death again little one! I wasn’t going to kill you in the first place, I just wanted to put fear into you. You’re not dying on my watch, do you understand?! And you’re taking my offer because the income will be 5,000 dollars a week, so be thankful. This meeting is officially over and I expect you to be here inside of that room over there at 7 am sharp, understand?!”

You nodded your head before he let go of your chin and walked off wiping his face, but really he was wiping his eyes because it was hard for him to hold his gun to your head.

Everyone patted you on the shoulder as they left one by one until it was just you, Onya, and your two exes inside of the room.

You sat there in a daze before hearing Eren’s voice, “ Were you really going to choose death, listen I know we hurt you and you don’t want to see us ever again but you sho-”

“ It wasn’t about either of you two. Stop thinking that my decisions revolve around you two because they don't. Now, I’ll be going.”, You say before gathering guide things and leaving without looking at them.

“ You two better not come near her no more. Don’t even breathe in her direction. Both of you don't deserve her and never will.”, Onya says, shocking both of them because he rarely talks.

“ And you do?”, Armin asks.

Onya nodded confidently, “ Yes, I do, now excuse me while I go get my girl.”

Eren was about to hit Onya before Armin grabbed his arm, shaking his head, “ We lost her Eren, it’s time we accept that.”

“ No, and this dick isn’t laying a hand on her.”, Eren says, pushing Armin off, only to find Onya gone and out the door looking for you.

“ Y/n! Wait up!”, Onya says running to you.

You sighed before turning towards him, “ Text me tonight, later on. I have to show you something.”

“ Show me what?”, You asked.

“ Just something that helps me release my anger upon the world, it’s my special place.”, Onya says, making you smile.

“ Thanks but I-”, You say before Onya puts a finger to your lips making your eyes wide.

“ No, no, just text me when you’re ready. You need to let out your feelings before moving on completely. You and I both know you haven’t forgotten about them. But don’t worry, I’m gonna be the one to make you forget them and I don’t want to hear it.”, Onya says before kissing your cheek and running off.

You touched your cheek before smiling and walking off.

Ever since that day, they’ve been seeing you on Erwin’s floor where his office was settled but you were right next to it. You were working and sometimes they’ll catch you and onyankopon laughing and talking to each other, even touching which made Armin pissed. Eren was furious.

You always showed up to work with your hair done and your nails done. You kept up with yourself just how you did with them, but now they’ve lost you.

You were diamond necklaces or pearls, they were new because you gave everyone back their gifts from your birthdays over the years.

Yes, you were petty like that.

They hated that.

They hated seeing you happy with someone else rather than with them.

They hated how Onya made you smile and laugh.

They hated seeing you and Onya kiss or touch in the hallways like a fucking high school couple.

They hated that you complimented each other well but then again you and them complimented each other well too.

You still weren’t talking to anyone else except for the executives and the boss. Everyone else tried to talk to you, but you didn’t give them the time of day.

Jean, Connie, and Sasha tried to go with you when you were getting lunch, but you hurried off without saying anything to them.

Everyone really lost you.

Well, except for the man who made you like again and hopefully love again.

His name is Onyankopon, your best friend and boyfriend.

He was now your Million Dollar man, one who wouldn’t break your heart. His vow not yours. Yours was similar.

Taglist: @dejwrites @connie4lifersss

Likes/Comments/Shares are welcomed

#aot angst #aot x reader #aot x black reader #erwin smith #eren yeager angst #armin arlet angst #armin arlet x reader #eren x armin x reader #onyankopon #onyankopon x reader #aot fluff

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conniesdurag · 3 years

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SAYING I LOVE YOU TO THEM FOR NO REASON

ft. levi, jean, connie, armin, and onyankpon

aot boys x black gender neutral reader

edit: the way i forgot to add eren to this and i can’t even add him not cuz they deleted the app i used to make the text thingys☠️☠️

@conniesdurag 2021 please do not repost or modify any of my work without permission, a reblog would be appreciated though

#onyankopon #levi x black reader #levi x reader #jean x black reader #jean x reader #connie x black reader #connie x reader #Aot x black reader #black anime writer #black writers #attack on titan x black reader

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ye4gerismarchives · 2 years

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the royal selection (currently discounted)

her royal highness princess y/n of iyoureyne. 25. (@/nikkithot)

the selected

his royal highness prince eren of shiganshina, 26

the most honorable the marquess of trost (jean kirstein), 25

the right honorable the earl of shiganshina (armin arlert), 25

the right honorable the viscount of ragako (connie springer), 24

his grace the duke of liberio (reiner braun), 28

sir bertholdt hoover of liberio, 27

the right honorable the viscount of liberio (porco galliard), 27

his royal highness prince onyankopon of teye, 26

in which princess y/n has to find her spouse- through a selection.

hi! i’m back again with the bachelorette type stories. this time it’s royal theme :) here, you’ll find the masterlist for this story. make sure to check regularly. to start us off, here’s a link that’ll help with the elimination process for the first chapter (and some extra stuff!)

pinterest board chp 1 q&a 1 magazine 1 chp 2 magazine 2 note

#black!reader #eren x reader #jean kirstein x reader #armin arlert x reader #connie springer x reader #reiner x reader #bertholdt x reader #porco x reader #onyankopon x reader #aot x reader

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yourlocalquing · 2 years

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Aot x reader: Bedtime routine

Characters: Onyankopon, Floch, Zeke, Jean, Connie, Annie, Porco, Yelena, Mike

Rating: PG (and very cozy), warnings: none

Gn!reader

Read under the cut~

Onyankopon

He always prays before sleep. He likes to sit on the bed, hugging his legs or just crossing them, depending on how he's feeling. He likes when you join the bed and you come close to him, listening to him or even praying with him. He wraps his arms around you and kisses your face a lot after the prayers, and then tucks you under the covers, snuggles you and talks with you until you both fall asleep. He holds your hand while sleeping.

Floch

He's too serious, even before bed. He sits at his office and sometimes he falls asleep there. You have to poke him and make him come to bed. And you always have to remind him to brush his teeth. Sometimes he's too tense and might come off as angry, but at the end he gently wraps an arm around you and shares his warmth with you. You pet his thick hair until you can hear snoring. He likes it even if he doesn't vocally express it.

Zeke

He always reads before bed. Or maybe for the whole night. If you happen to also sleep late you have noticed that. Sometimes you also read with him, leaning on him, or you lay down and let him run his cool hands through your hair. Sometimes you make him hold your hand too. The times he has fallen asleep with his glasses on are countless, and you take them off, help him lie down, cover him well and kiss his forehead.

Jean

Jean just wants to cuddle you. It's the moment he waits for all day, especially when he had a tiring day training or attending diplomatic meetings. All he wants is to feel your body against him, his hands to feel your face and torso, to whine about everything annoying that happened, to kiss your neck and lips, and just enjoy the simple things without complicated night routines. If you comfort him and pamper him a lot he's in heaven.

Connie

He'd try to solve riddles or read funny stories so that he'd make himself sleepy, but he made the mistake to have a lot of caffeine before. He lays on his back and stares at the ceiling, having too many philosophical questions coming to the surface of his head. Sometimes he mutters them out loud, and you put a hand on his chest, telling him to be quiet. Sometimes you give him a massage in the scalp to make him fall asleep finally or Jean will make fun of his sleepiness the next day.

Annie

She doesn't talk much, so there were days you asked her how her day was and she just said *good*. She also isn't too heated about physical contact but she does want it actually. She likes to tangle your legs with hers, it makes her feel rested after tough training. She also likes hands on her nape or sides. She may smile with relief if you rub her sore muscles. Sometimes she nuzzles your neck and hugs you closer.

Porco

He usually returns to the bedroom from the kitchen with a snack. Don't smirk at him because he blushes. Of course he shares with you if you ask. He also likes to listen to radio stories while snacking. You lean on his shoulder and steal a bit of his snack while he's too absorbed with the crime series he's listening to. Eventually, he falls asleep to relaxing jazz the late night program has and you have to take the empty snack containers or plate away from him.

Yelena

She likes herbal tea before bed. Ideally something very hot and relaxing. You also get to see her in her cute underwear with linen details, contrasting her usual black suit. She also likes listening to late night radio programs, especially if it contains interesting people's interviews. She smiles, listening about weird celebrities or deviants. She's the one to wrap a long arm around you and bring you to her chest, sighing with euphoria about the moment.

Mike

He literally lies down and falls asleep like a wood. Not because he's cold to you and doesn't want to spend time with you, but because he's very tired. He appreciates when you rub circles on his back or chest, or nuzzle his hair while he's sleeping. If he's not sleeping that deeply, he wraps a tired arm around you and locks you in his embrace, sniffing your neck a bit to catch the smell vibes. He also made sure to smell nice himself, having showered right before, because he knows better than anyone that smell speaks by itself.

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getlostsquidward · 2 years

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Love You for A Long Time

Hange Zoë x gn!reader

A/N: This is my first time writing for one of my fave anime characters<3 Just some self-indulgent fluff after I rewatched AoT, and man did that last ep left me nostalgic and sad. I consider this as a kind of consolation before I see that animated. LOL :D *ugly cries*

Summary: Nothing new, just Hange and you being oblivious idiots and Levi (disgusted and) tired of it.

The busy and chaotic crowd of the Marleyan port astounded everyone. There were all sorts of… everything, all new, strange, and odd to your eyes–or that’s just because this is your first time venturing the world outside the walls, the world on the other side of the ocean.

As Onyankopon welcomes the group, a… cart? passed through his back, the metal black and shiny which captured everyone’s attention. You were thinking too hard about what could it be, it perfectly resembles a carriage but without a horse pulling it to move. Connie thinks it’s a horse; Sasha thinks it’s a cow, but you just can’t place what it is. The third one to speak was Hange, saying that it’s called a car, and started calling for it. The three idiots began running towards it, shouting for it to come back.

You were sure that this may be the first time in quite some time that Commander Hange had that expression on her face, making you think back on old times when they’ve discovered something new or interesting about the titans. Not that you were staring at the Commander every chance you get.

The longing look and the broad smile on your lips haven’t gone unnoticed by Captain Levi.

–

“Here! You guys have to try this too!” Jean excitedly squealed, the so-called ice cream on hand.

You’d lie if you said you weren’t intrigued by the sweetened cold food, so you, along with Mikasa and Armin got one for yourselves as well. Looking back, you saw your superiors watching you act like a child from a distance. You cleared your throat and asked the salesman for another one.

“You should try this too, Hange-san,” you offered bashfully. Lowering your head, you wait for the Commander to take the ice cream from your hand.

“Oh?”

She doesn’t. Instead, they held your hand, and then slowly brought the creamy treat closer to their mouth so she can taste it. They pretty much had the same reaction as the rest of you, marveling at the flavor. Your cheeks heated up, in contrast with the chilly dessert, with how Hange doesn’t let go of your hand, still clasped in hers.

Connie called you to go try another food with them, interrupting–or rather, bursting your little bubble with the scientist. He didn’t wait for you to answer, disappearing in the sea of people.

“Hange-san, you can take it. I-I got this for you.”

“Thank you, Y/N.”

With that, you ran off to follow your friends, leaving Hange, Levi, and Onyankopon behind. “Tch. Oi, four eyes. Put us all out of our misery and just admit it already,” the Captain commented, with the never faltering bored (and mildly irritated) expression on his face.

Onyankopon chuckled. “Both of you are absolutely smitten with each other, Hange.”

“What? I don’t like Y/N!” the Commander denied, hiding her blushing face with the briefcase in their other hand. “Why would you even say that? No, really- did they say they like me?”

Onyankopon scratched his head while Levi only sighed, totally not surprised with Hange’s reaction. “They’re perfect for each other. They’re both dense.”

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Everything happened so fast–or was it just because the world is spinning? You swear you remember meeting the Azumabitos and then rushing out to find Eren– and now you were here barfing your guts out to the basin taking turns with Sasha. Although not directly in front of you, the light from the lamp that you caught in your peripheral was still too bright for you.

You tried to cover the light to focus on who arrived, your blurry gaze (kinda) focusing on one person only. “Hange danchou…” you murmured, still unsure of who you were seeing.

Sasha heard you, messily wiping her mouth on the back of her hands. “Sorry… We forgot to invite you guys…” she grunted, before laying down and finally succumbing to sleep.

You were sure that Captain Levi was sputtering his disgust on the sight of the tent, all filthy and foul for his clean-freak ass, but you couldn’t care less. Your eyes were still trailing on the beautiful Commander as she approached, kneeling beside you. Making sure there are no remaining remnants of vomit on your mouth, you raised your hand, ready to wipe it with the back of your hand when Hange caught your wrist. You looked at her confusedly.

She sighed, taking the handkerchief from her pocket. You sat there dumbfounded- or rather spaced out, as they wipe the edges of your mouth clean. “Y/N, look at you. You’re such a mess right now… but you’re my mess.” Hange whispered, but the last bit was undiscernible in your state of mind. After mumbling a low ‘thanks’, a yawn escaped your mouth; your eyelids getting heavier by the minute. The Commander didn’t know when was the exact moment your sleeping figure has rested on her lap–all they know is how peaceful you look in your sleep, your lashes fluttering ever so slightly.

She tucked some stray hairs that littered your face, thumb caressing your cheek. As she gazed at you, Hange could only wish for time to stand completely still.

#hange zoe #hange zoe x reader #hange x you #hanji zoë #attack on titan hanji #commander hanji #aot imagines #aot fluff #aot hange #snk x reader #snk x you

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nysrage · 5 months

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The Good Girl, Onyankopon.

You were the girl that had everything going for herself. On the dean’s list at your university, business and marketing degree doing wonders for you nail business. The soft girl who had little time to worry about partying and foolish games boys your age played. Until you made time for this one who caught your eyes, lowkey and laidback. Ony, the “thug” with the tear drop tatt on your campus, everyone had an opinion about him. That he was either no good or dangerous, that you shouldn’t ever be associated with the likes of him. You being you though, ended up getting know him for yourself. Learning that his gpa had been higher than yours, gifted in mathematics and truly a gentleman. Which lead to the uni’s good girl being bent over and pounded against the gaming chair in his dorm.

Fucking you just the way he found out you loved, leaving that soft girl out of the bedroom and in the uni streets. Your moans and whimpers seeping through the room and into the occupied hall, along with the stirring of your inner walls. In the time you two spent together Ony learned something about you too, that you liked that he was lil rough around the edges. “You be taking this dick like a good girl.” thick dick molding itself into your walls, reaching deep into your spot with every firm stroke. “I love that shit.” big hands wrapped around your throat to keep you from running from the loving he gave you.

Every moan and whimper vibrates against his palm, as your eyes roll back. “Y-yesss, slut me out papa.” strong hand colliding with the soft flesh of your ass, steadily bouncing off his pelvis. Those once firm thrust turn into long deep strokes, caressing your inner walls and leaving you whining out for more. “Please d-don’t stoppp!” taking every single inch like a champ, a white creamy ring oozing around his dick as his thrust grow sloppy. Low moans falling from ony’s mouth as he watches himself stroke through sticky mess the two of you created. “m’not ma, f-fuck! m’bout to be in this pussy all night..”

#nys works.ᐟ ᥫ᭡#aot onyankopon x black y/n #aot onyankopon x black!reader #onyankopon x chubby reader #onyankopon x black y/n #ony x black reader #onyankopon x black!reader #onyankopon x black reader smut #onyankopon x reader #aot onyankopon #onyankopon smut #onyankopon #onyankapon #aot onyankopon smut #onyankopon x black reader #ony drabble

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ye4gerismarchives · 3 years

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the bachelorette chp 1

an: here are the guys we’re dealing with. also, this mostly targeted towards black readers. if you happen to be non-black, change some of the words mentally so it can apply to you! i’ve done that before, it’s easy! I'm not to proud of this but hopefully the dialogue gets better after a few dates.

tags: fem coded reader

our bachelorette

"Whenever you're ready y/n..."

"Hi! I'm y/n l/n and..."

You're Paradis' new bachelorette. Now, I'm just the writer but can I say that you're absolutely perfect? Of course, you'd be Paradis' new bachelorette. You were new and fresh and that's exactly what Eldia needed.

As you talk about yourself to all of Paradis, you can't help wonder how you were put on this pedestal. Mikasa, Sasha, and Connie were to blame.

You were watching the previous season of the Bachelor, where Mikasa's uncle, Levi, proposed to this girl, Petra Ral. He ended up leaving her and running away with the host at the time, Erwin Smith. "Mikasa, you think you'll try something like that? Follow in your uncle's footsteps?" you teased. Mikasa had a fake offended look on her face. "I doubt you'd last a week," she says. "Oh really?"

"Oh, shoot..." Connie let out. Sasha looked at him and let out a giggle. "You think she'll last the whole game?"

Well, Sasha, there's only one way to find out.

(pick yo fit fo tonight!)

"Man... y/n is beautiful!"

"That's the only correct thing you've said all night, Jean."

"Huh?"

The twelve that were expected to sweep you off your feet were on their way to meet you. They were split up and placed into two different limos. The one we are currently spectating includes Jean Kirstein, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Floch Forster, Reiner Braun, and your friend, Connie Springer.

None of the men have gotten to the venue and Floch was already trying to cause trouble.

"I mean, hear me out, Jeen..."

"Joouuhn..."

"Whatever. You're arrogant. Too full of yourself, I doubt y/n wants a guy who only stares at himself all day. What guy carries a pocket mirror in his pocket?" Floch teased.

"I mean I don't know, Floch, it doesn't hurt to be confident. Sure, a guy who's full of himself isn't ideal but I don't think y/n wants a guy with low esteem," Eren jumps in. "From the way you've been talking, I think you're threatened by Jean's confidence."

"Hey man, whose side are you on?! You're competing with Jean, stupid!" Floch hit back. To his disappointment, Eren just shrugged instead of adding fuel to the fire.

In limo two, we have Bertholdt Hoover, Porco Galliard, Colt Grice, Zeke Yeager, Nicolo, and Onyankopon. Unlike our first limo, this one was pretty chill and the guys weren't on each other's necks.

"What do you think she's like?" Onyankopon started.

"Hmm...I bet she smells good. I know she shows how to take care of herself," Porco answered.

"She probably smells like strawberries or vanilla," Colt jumps in. Bertholdt let out a small laugh. "This conversation is weird, but maybe you're right. I was thinking hot chocolate or like caramel."

"It isn't because of her skin tone right?" Zeke asks. Bertholdt's eyes widen. "W-wait. No! It's not..." Zeke then lets out a laugh of his own, seeing Bertholdt's surprise.

"Hi, Mr. Levi!" The familiar short man walked up to you in this George Washington-looking fit (lmao y'all know which one😭) with his hand out. When he reached you, you shook it. "Hi y/n. It's so nice to meet you. Mikasa told me all about you. Thank you for saving us time to find a new girl. It would have been awful to have Petra here," Levi says.

"Mr. Levi...we're live, you can't say things like that right?" you questioned. You didn't want any drama to start- it was your first night. The drama was supposed to start at the end of the night.

"What is she going to do? Jump through her tv screen?" Levi joked. He then turns to face the camera. "Good evening once again, Paradise. The twelve men fighting for y/n's heart are on their way. I think that's our first limo right now."

'As Levi points to his left, your heart starts to jump. Screw you', Mikasa. You too, Connie and Sasha, you think.

There's all these woo's coming from the limo. The guys soon quiet down when the limo comes to a stop. The door opens and the first guy that comes out is this tall guy with ash brown hair. He has an amazing smile on his face and he has nice teeth too. "Hi, I'm Jean. Jean Kirstein," he says shyly, which takes you by surprise. He looked like a guy who was confident and tough. But maybe because he was meeting you, he was showing his vulnerable side. "It's nice to meet you, Jean," you say. He leans in for a hug and when he pulls back, his hands move from your waist to your hands. "I'll see you inside, yeah? I can't wait to meet you on a more personal level," Jean says sweetly. You nod and watch him walk inside.

Next this redhead. He has a smirk on his face and his body language shows that he's ready to be your husband. "Floch Forster, ma'am." He takes your hand and kisses it. "Why don't we skip all of this and head over to our wedding?" You laugh at his comment. "I'll see you inside, Mr. Floch." He looks slightly defeated.

The next guy is taller than Floch but short than Jean. The first thing you notice is his green-blue eyes. You felt like he was looking into your soul for a moment. You also notice his long brown hair that's tied into a messy low bun. You're taken away by his beauty and almost forget to greet him. "You good?" he asks with a chuckle. "Y-yeah," you manage to say. "I'm Eren Yeager." "The one with the brother. I read your little message to me before..."

"Haha, yeah. I'm the one with the brother. But don't worry, I think one of us will be leaving tonight or maybe later. It'd be weird to share a girl with my brother." "I hope so," you mutter. "What?"

Eren's eyes are wide now. "I'll s-see you inside! That's what I said. I'll see you!" You shake his hand before letting him go inside. You had three more men in this limo to meet.

"Yo, yo, yo, y/n!" You recognize that annoying familiar voice. "Connie..." you say unexcitedly. Connie walks towards you with his arms open. "Come here, girl." He wraps his arms around your shoulders. "I'm so excited. Wouldn't it be funny if we got married? We'd have so much fun as a couple!" You roll your eyes jokingly. "We'll see. I'll talk to you inside."

As Connie walks inside, a blond guy with a bowl cut walks out of the limo. He has this cute face and pretty blue eyes. He has a kind smile and it seems like he's not trying to prove something to you. He was probably here for the experience. "Hi y/n, I'm Armin," he says with his hand out. You shake it and as you get closer to him, you can smell him. He was like a candy shop. "You smell good, Armin," you say. His face reddens. "Thank you, y/n. I'll see you inside?" You nod with a small smile. What a sweet guy.

The second limo was coming, which meant there was one more guy in the first one. The last guy also has blond hair but it was paler than Armin's. He looked a little older but he was still cute. "Kinda glad I'm out of that limo, the guys were getting a little too crazy," he says as he approaches you. "Really? They were acting really sweet when they saw me," you reply. You couldn't imagine what was going on in the limo before they got here. "That's the whole point, right? I'm Reiner Braun." Reiner smiles at you, showing off his teeth. Like Jean's, they were very pretty. "I'll see you inside, Reiner. Make sure the guys aren't losin' it for me?" Reiner nods before walking inside.

The first limo has driven away and the second one with six more guys pulls up in front of you. Your feet begin to hurt and you can't help but hope this will end quickly. You just want to go inside, talk to these guys and send three home. After that, the fun actually starts.

The first guy that leaves the limo is another blond male. What was it with these blond guys? It's not that you didn't like them but this was getting ridiculous. It was gonna look like a Barbie dreamhouse in the venue.

As the guy approaches you, he pushes his glasses to his face. "I'm Zeke Yeager. I'm assuming you met the brat?" You raise an eyebrow. "Sorry, I meant Eren." "Oh yes, Eren. He's actually kind of sweet." Zeke chuckles before replying, "Not always but I'm his brother, I can't say much." "Well, I'm sure he'd like to see you. Why don't you head inside?" Zeke walks past you without saying anything. You got this really weird icky vibe from him but you couldn't explain it.

After Zeke is a darker-haired male. 'Finally!' you think. This guy is TALL. Like when I say tall, I mean he's a giant! "Hi!" he says shyly. "I'm Bertholdt Hoover." "I'm sorry...Berth..." "Ber-tolt. But you can call me Bertie or Bert," he says. "Well, I'd have to learn how to say your name correctly if we're gonna get married right?" you say sheepishly? Bertholdt's face reddens. "Yeah, IF. But don't worry about it! I'm used to the slip-ups!" You give Bertholdt a small smile. He seemed like a guy who tried to make everything right and worked his way around problems. He also seems to adapt to different places no matter how uncomfortable he is. "I'll see you inside, Bertie."

The next guy looks a bit like Jean, except he's shorter and so is his hair. He has this really cute button nose too! "Hi y/n. I'm Porco Galliard. It's finally nice to meet you!" From the tone of his voice, you imagined he'd be a fun guy around you. He probably wouldn't be afraid to let loose. "Your name is so cute. I like it a lot!" "Haha, thanks!" "I'll see you inside Porco!"

Another blond emerges from the car and you almost roll your eyes. 'Please let this one be the last one,' you think to yourself. Despite your now growing dislike for blond men, this one's pretty cute. You didn't know how to describe it but his face gave you a fuzzy feeling.

"Hi y/n, I'm Colt Grice," he says. He puts a hand out and you shake it. "You're the preschool teacher, right? You have that kind of face." Colt places a hand on his cheek. "Do I really?" he asks. You nodded. "I'll see you inside. I hope the guys will go easy on that baby face of yours."

As Colt leaves the next guy enters. Your heart jumps because you can't believe it. This guy looks like you. You didn't realize how many white guys walked past you tonight. "Hi y/n. I'm Onyankopon," he says cheerfully. "Oh, Onyankopon, you have no idea how happy I am to have you here. I didn't think I'd see someone like myself tonight." You began to tear up. "Sorry, you just took me by surprise." Onyankopon takes your hands. "Don't cry. I'm really happy I've made you happy. I hope I can continue to do that if I become your spouse." You nod and slowly pull your hands from his to wipe your eyes. "Head inside, I'll talk to you later."

There was one guy left and you couldn't be happier. To your disappointment, however, the final guy was blond as well. You already have your hand out to shake his hand. "Hi y/n. I'm Nicolo," he says, shaking your hand. "Hi, Nicolo. Why don't we go inside? We'll talk more in a few minutes." Before Nicolo can open his mouth, you place a hand on his back to lead him inside.

(SPACER. I met the 10 image limit :()

The night so far was going well. Most of the guys were sweet, some of them were straight-up arrogant, and others were just boring.

It was time for you to give your roses away and to send three of these men home.

"y/n, first, you have to give your first impression rose away. Which one of these men left an impression on you?" Levi asked.

You scanned the twelve men standing in front of you. There was Eren with his amazing looks. The man could hypnotize you and you'd be alright with it. And then there was Armin who talked about his interests in the world- languages, religions, cultures. Finally, there was Onyankopon who you immediately clicked with. When you two finally had your private time together, you both started giggling about your experiences as BIPOC and stupid things white people have told you both. Thinking about him made your heart pang.

"Onyankopon," you finally say. His eyes light up and he begins to make his way to you. "Do you accept this rose?" you ask. "Yes. Thank you. I'm glad I've made an impression on you," he says. He takes the rose and goes back to his spot. "y/n, there are eight roses left. Whenever you're ready," Levi reminds you. You hesitantly look back at the eight roses and then back at the men. You notice Floch's face is red. You don't know if it's from embarrassment or anger.

You pick up another rose. "Reiner." Bertholdt gives Reiner a high five before the latter approached you. They must have started talking and gotten along. It made you happy to know that some of these guys weren't looking at this as a competition.

The following names that left your mouth were, Armin, Bertie, Porco, Eren, Connie, and Jean. The sigh that Jean let out made you giggle.

The three men that were left were Zeke, Colt, and Floch. Zeke didn't look like he cared, Colt was trying to remain neutral and Floch was visibly angry. "Congrats to all of you who got a rose," Levi says. He clasps his hands together. "Zeke, Colt, Floch, get ready to say your goodbyes." Floch does the complete opposite and walks out of the room without saying anything.

Colt approaches you first. "y/n, have a good time. I'm really glad I got to know you. I wish you luck on finding your true love," he says. "Thank you, Colt." You take his hand and squeeze it. He walks out of the room quietly. Zeke comes up to you next. "I kind of expected this to happen. It'd be weird competing with my brother for a girl. It wouldn't be right. I wish you luck, y/n. And if you pick Eren, I'll see you at your possible wedding."

"Aw, Zeke. You're gonna make me cry. Don't do that. Give me a hug." You pull him in without warning and it takes him a while to hug you back. After a while, he pulls away and leaves.

"Today's been eventful for you all. Go get some rest and get ready for tomorrow. y/n will be on a group date with the six of you and a solo date with one of you," Levi announces. The guys look at each other. The look in their eyes makes it clear that they're wondering which one of them will have you to themselves for a day.

(SPACER)

CONFESSIONALS

Floch: Honestly, screw y/n. What a dumb ****! How dare she pick Onion Pickle over me? Even that stupid lawyer Jean got a rose. This is all rigged! I should still be here

Zeke: I'm not too shocked. Eren and I talked. We both agreed one of us was going to leave. Eren, however, knew he was going to stay because he was "more handsome and social". I have no idea what that's supposed to mean.

Colt: I'm kind of shocked. I don't want to talk about it too much.

Onyankopon: I'm not surprised. I don't want to sound cocky but I knew I'd get the first impression rose when I first saw her. I can't wait to see how far we'll go and who she'll pick.

(SPACER)

(This is how convos went with your eliminated. Zeke = boring convo. Floch = arrogant asf. Colt = also boring)

Here's the link with the elimination votes and lil bit of sum else! I'll be editing the form to remove the voting for the solo convos. The elimination portion will stay up until I'm done writing conversations! Thanks y'all for reading. I really hope you enjoyed this!

here’s the link to TWO (sort of) private conversations :) as promised

#bertholdt x reader #jean kirstein x reader #aot x black! reader #black!reader #reiner x reader #eren x reader #zeke yeager x reader #connie spinger x reader #porco x reader #nicolo x reader #armin arlert x reader #onyankopon x reader #floch x reader #colt grice x reader

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welcome to the bachelorette

THE BACHELORETTE

y/n l/n

wedding planner

your friends: mikasa ackerman, 24, martial arts teacher and sasha blouse, 25, nanny

reiner braun, 27, firefighter

“y/n! you’re a beautiful girl. i cant wait to meet you and possibly make you my wife!”

bertholdt hoover, 26, aspiring writer

“hi, y/n! you might be my person. i cant wait to meet your properly.”

eren, 25, film director and zeke yeager, 30, high school teacher

“hello, y/n. this isn’t what it looks like! i don’t intend to share you with my stupid brother!”

“why are you even here stupid?”

jean kirstein, 25, family lawyer

“hey miss y/n. i don’t wanna be like these other guys and suck up to you before we meet but i can’t help it- you’re beautiful! cant wait to meet you!”

connie springer, 24, financial advisor

“this is so awkward! we already know each other thanks sasha but whatever the outcome of this is, i know there won’t be any bad blood between us.”

floch forster, 25, small business owner

“alright y/n, let’s get straight to it. all these guys are losers and don’t deserve you. however, i…”

porco galliard, 27, hand model

“hi y/n. i’m really excited to see how this plays out. i’ve only seen things like this on tv, haha.”

colt grice, 28, preschool teacher

“hey y/n. don’t disappoint me! my kids are watching!”

nicolo, 27, chef

“hello y/n. even if i don’t get to be your spouse, i’d love to make food for your wedding!”

armin arlert, 25, medical student

“i should probably be in school but i need the money to pay my bills! even if i don’t get to be your spouse, i’d love to be your friend!”

onyankopon, 26, actor

“losing to another man won’t hurt me. i would consider it an honor to be in your presence!”

i wanna get started with the writing, meaning i need 3 characters to GO right now! vote here :) i’m really excited for this!

masterlist

(EDIT: i had a username change, so the links won’t work. i’m extremely busy so i can’t change them atm. try clicking the character tags to get the chapter :))

chp 1 private conversations w/ floch and jean chp 2 pt 1 chp 2 pt 2

chp 2 final part q&a 1 chp 3 pt 1 q&a 2 chp 3 pt 2 chp 3 final part

chp 4 pt 1 chp 4 pt 2 q&a 3 chp 4 pt 3 chp 4 final part chp 5 part 1 q&a 4 chp 5 part 2 q&a 5 chp 5 final part the wedding after the final rose

#reiner x reader #bertholdt x reader #eren x reader #zeke yeager x reader #connie spinger x reader #floch x reader #porco x reader #nicolo x reader #armin x reader #onyankopon x reader #black!reader #aot x black reader #aot x reader #mikasa ackerman #sasha blouse #colt grice x reader #jean kirstein x reader

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no, because i was genuinely shocked when i saw all those black + darkskin people in high society in marley😟 like us? we partying with the big guys?😟

then it makes me wonder what we could be treated like on the island. i mean we’ve already gotten a piece of with sasha with the uncomfortable questions. i get that she was curious but if i were in onyankopon’s place, i don’t think i’d be as patient and understanding as he was. i also wonder if racism would build up just like here in the states after the first africans came here. i know connie is afro latino🙄 but the way he was choking that man over yelena? like can someone tell me what onyankopon did?😟 if the rumor about onyankopon helping yelena were to be spread around paradis…dear god😭 they would BULLY that man and his future generations would be harassed about it too. not only that other black people on paradis would be affected too. onyankopon’s name could be turned into a derogatory term (which is so sad because the meaning of his name means god or higher one in twi 😕)

i really do like thinking about racial, social, religious and political environments in aot. it’s such a great series to practice on and analysis like these really do help me with my writing :)

#black!reader #aot x black! reader #onyankopon

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the bachelorette: questions with the guys + levi, sasha, and mikasa

an: WHEW! i still need a little bit more data for the elimination portion. i’m debating about picking one more person so that we can move on, but it’s a little hard for me. i feel yalls pain😭 someone has to go (don’t pick onyankopon because he already has his bags packed LMAO). here’s the link!

edit: this is getting more attention than the new chapter! here’s the link

tag list: @taybird

“Why do they lack some self control?”

eren: do we really lack self control…?

jean: *looks over at onyankopon*

onyankopon: don’t look at me, jean. connie exists.

connie: why am I in this? YOU made out with sasha.

onyankopon: ok, why are you jumping on me? eren’s banging mikasa.

eren: that’s different. i barely knew y/n and i was bored. you’re the closest to y/n. you know her better than we do

“how is your relationship with your parents ?”

eren: i actually happen to be my parents’ favorite child!

reiner: i have an on and off relationship with my mom. my dad hates my guts. i try to get along with my mom since she’s the only one i have.

bertholdt: my mother passed when i was young and my father is very very sick. we’re closer now. i just want to be really close so that i don’t feel any regret when he passes.

jean: i’m very close to my mom. i don’t know who or where my father is or if i even have one.

connie: i’ve had the luxury to have both parents so i feel bad when i complain about them. but they’ve been good to me. i have two other siblings so i’ve had moments where i’ve felt that that they preferred them over me but my parents have worked hard to show that they love all of us equally.

onyankopon: my parents…i think they’ve worked too hard for the “best parent” award. i’ve had more stressful than happy moments with them. i still love them but i grew up thinking about an escape plan.

“what are your intentions for the future ?”

eren: after this, i would love to get back into film making. i’ve been doing short films now but i’d love to do full length ones. i just want to hold a camera again.

reiner: i haven’t thought about that…the majority of my life has been about saving people. i think i’ll continue with that.”

bertholdt: getting a major book out before my dad goes.

jean: this is a little embarrassing…but i paint and draw. i would like to get more serious about that. i love my job but i need to pick up my hobby again.

connie: to just have fun! you only live once!

onyankopon: to explore and find my circle.

“do you see yourself having a child/children ?”

eren: children? i haven’t thought about that

reiner: i’d love kids but at the same time no. i wouldn’t be so sure if i’d be fit to be a father. i didn’t have one. i wouldn’t know what to do.

bertholdt: uh…maybe later later in the future. there’s so much going on in my life.

jean: most definitely. i’ve always wanted a family.

connie: i wouldn’t mind having kids! they’re so cute.

onyankopon: i don’t really have a choice. it’s a requirement, haha.

eren:

‘so y/n made if clear as to why ur still here. How does that make you feel? Do you also feel safe?’

“ it makes me feel special but at the same time nervous. i don’t feel safe. after the next solo and group date, there will only be three of us. after everything i’ve done, i don’t think i’ll be top three.

‘what type of spouse should we expect you to be?’

“ thank you for this question! it moves everything away from the drama. Considering y/n’s case, i’d focus on getting to know her. i don’t want to jump to having kids or anything. i want to take her all over the world and learn about her. “

jean:

‘do you admire y/n more than mikasa?’

“y/n ofc! and it’s not because i’m supposed to. when she was yelling at us, it was kinda hot. i do love a woman who’s on the verge of kicking my ass. mikasa…she’s strong yeah, she’s a martial artist teacher and she’ll break me in half but…i don’t know. there’s an off feeling about her but i can’t pin point why. “

reiner:

‘if you were to go on a solo date right now, where would yo go?’

“ oooh…maybe a plane date or something. i’ve seen other bachelorette’s do that, it looks fun! i would love to do something risky with y/n.”

connie:

‘how did you find out about bertholdt kissing y/n? why announce it everyone, knowing damn well that it could start drama?’

“ i’m really sorry, i can’t answer this.”

bertholdt:

‘You planning on making any more advances? You kissing Y/N caused a lot of trouble. 👀’

“ no. i’ve been thinking about other things but it’s not what you’re thinking. “

‘how are you doing? you eating well?’

“ thank you for asking. no, i’m not doing too well. half of the world hates me. i love y/n but i’m slowly losing motivation.”

onyankopon:

‘u remember what happened last night? Do u need a recap :). How you feel about it?’

“ levi’s going to kill me but i’m going to tell you all the truth and i’m gonna leave, so it doesn’t matter. i remember a little but i do remember waking up with sasha the next morning. jean actually caught me up on everything. i thought he was gonna offer me some water or something for my hangover but he just walked off. i don’t know if i’m allowed to say this but i don’t think y/n should chose jean. white people like that are dangerous. “

‘you know you’re at risk of elimination, there’s no way you’re staying. how do you feel?’

“ i feel like you should have some hope. “

‘Onyankopon why did you kiss Sasha?’

“i got drunk and carried away.”

mikasa:

‘ why do you insist on interfering with your friends love life by sleeping with one of her dates? ‘

“ i’m not even going to go in detail. i get paid to do this. y/n should be thanking me. “

‘ Why are you so fake? You clearly like Eren so quit lying to everybody. ‘

“ ‘why are you so fake?’ for starters, shut up. like i said earlier, i get paid to do this. i get a pretty big check to mess with eren. “

‘going from what eren told y/n, did you hide/walk away because you knew something was gonna happen or was it sum diff🧐’

“ no??? what kind of question is this? am i supposed to be there all the time when drama happens???”

‘out of all the eliminated, who you would you date?’

“ uh…none…they’re eliminated for a reason.”

‘Mikasa do you feel bad for getting with eren?’

“ no…would you?”

sasha:

‘now.... abt the kiss do u think it had something to do with your feelings or was it the drink🙋🏽‍♀️❓’

“i’m not answering this.”

‘out of all the eliminated, who you would you date?’

“nicolo. he was really kind to me!”

levi:

‘idk if it’s abt PR but you not letting them answer sum of the questions is..hmmmm❓❓’

“ well, i guess l you could say pr. we need to keep our viewers interested so mikasa and sasha can’t say much. trust me, they want to, but they can’t.”

‘ everyone’s coming after you! let’s talk about something else! how’s erwin?’

“thank you for asking! erwin is doing great! he loves this season of the bachelorette!”

#eren x reader #bertholdt x reader #jean x reader #aot x black! reader #jean kirstein x reader #black!reader #reiner x reader #connie spinger x reader #onyankopon x reader

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the bachelorette: the wedding

an: h-hey guys😅 a whole month w/o rhe bachelorette. y’all prolly forgot about it. fortunately, i haven’t😭 sorry yall, i’ve been up all night for the past month reading about nasty white men instead of writing for the bachelorette. this chapter has 4768 words, so i guess that’s a plus.

tags: black, fem reader. i don’t have any triggers off my head, if something does trigger you, do let me know

taglist: @taybird

5:00 am

You had plans to send Levi to his grave. How dare he wake you up at like four in the morning only to start your makeup and hair an hour later? The makeup and hair team were completely respectful towards you and respected your space, considering today was going to be full of emotions.

As your face was getting beat, there was a knock at the door. The makeup artist working on your face stopped so that you could address the person at the door. "If your name is Levi, don't bother coming in," you say. The door opens and your heart jumps because

Her Royal Highness Princess Historia and her girlfriend, Ymir, were in YOUR room.

"Oh sh*t, Your Royal Highness," you let out. Members of your team start to curtsy and bow to Historia. Ymir stands awkwardly behind her. She must have been getting used to the royal bs around her.

You stand to curtsy as well but Historia raises a hand to stop you. "Today is all about you. Ymir and I are going to be your bridesmaids today! Levi called us and we decided we would support you today!" she says cheerfully.

So, Levi probably wasn't going to die today. Now, you couldn't bring yourself to be mad at him but you still side eyes him. He was a powerful guy- you were still under the impression that he said something to Mikasa during the show and caused her unusual behavior.

"O-Oh?"

"Yeah! Ymir and I will get changed but we'll see you in your dress."

And with that, the princess and her girl left your room. It was like a dream.

5:30 am

Weeks before the wedding came, you went dress shopping. However, it didn't go how you wanted it to go. Ideally, you would be dress shopping with Sasha, Mikasa, and Connie. There was no way in hell you would call Sasha and ask her to go with you. You called Connie, who refused to pick up. You thought about calling Mikasa but you felt uneasy about it. So, Levi and his husband, Erwin, went with you.

Erwin was a complete angel. He asked you respectful questions about your life and even made you laugh. Spending time with Erwin made you realized how...dark Levi was and even made you question why they were even together. But your thoughts couldn't stop you from seeing how Levi melted under Erwin's touch. They loved each other. You hoped that You and Jean would be like that.

With their help, you managed to pick the perfect dress.

Slipping it on for the second time was just as magical as it was the first. Your team awed and cooed over how beautiful you looked. Historia and Ymir entered in matching pink outfits and immediately started fawning over how good you looked.

You felt your face redden up and you couldn't help but smile. But all of that went away when a familiar face entered.

"You...you look good, y/n."

"Mikasa...what are you doing here?"

Mikasa was standing in front of you in the same pink color that Ymir and Historia were in but her outfit was a sleeveless wide-legged jumpsuit. Her bangs were brushed away from her face and the rest of her hair sat behind her ears- well, mostly.

"Levi called me. He apologized for everything and told me to come over to apologize to you too. And then he forced me to be your maid of honor," Mikasa explained.

Levi forcing her to come over sounded like him but apologizing? He must have realized he went too far, especially since Mikasa was his niece. Levi was too caught up in creating and entertaining drama that he probably forgot Mikasa's relation to him.

So, you decided to let everything go.

You walk towards Mikasa with arms open and she's shocked but she doesn't hesitate to envelop you in her arms are well.

"I'm so sorry, y/n. I know was so out of line. I'll never let any man get in the way of our friendship again," Mikasa said as she squeezed you harder.

"Same here. If things don't work out with Jean, I'll marry you instead," you joke. You can feel Mikasa's laughter vibrate against your neck. She pulls away first and you proceed to ask another question. "Have you been in touch with Sasha?"

Mikasa purses her lips and shakes her head. "She's been radio silent. I can't tell if she got more backlash than me. She's off social media and just unwilling to speak with anyone. The hate probably got to her and she's just hiding for now."

You weren't too surprised. Mikasa was doing a job- a terrible one- but Sasha went out of her way to sleep with one of your guys...but she was drunk. You could imagine Sasha being the most discussed and debated online. Without speaking to her, you wouldn't know what was really going on in her mind.

"Oh! You never said hi to Princess Historia or Ymir. They're my bridesmaids for the day," you point out. The color leaves Mikasa's face when she realizes who's in the room with her. "Sh*t. Your Royal Highness," Mikasa curtsies. Historia lets out one of her signature giggles and begins to introduce herself and Ymir to Mikasa. As that goes on, your team starts helping you with your dress again.

You were slightly glad Mikasa was by your side today. The situation between the both of you was awkward but you were willing to give her another chance.

7:30 am

In the last two hours, you've done photoshoots and chat with everyone around you. Now it was time for Jean to be yours and for you to be his. You did question the early wedding time that Levi gave you but this would probably be the last time you saw that man so let's just let him do what he wants.

You were visibly nervous. You were gripping onto Mikasa's hand like it would be your last time doing so. "Hey, just remember, he's not your real husband. At least for now. This is all show," Mikasa reminds you. She was right. Jean may have been romantic with you but also he got his hour of fame, he could possibly leave you. Maybe he would get married to Connie.

You started to take a few deep breaths as you pulled up in front of the venue. Levi had rented a beach (not the one you and Connie were on) for your wedding.

From what you could see in the car, there were multiple seats and people were filling them up. You hoped that Connie's family had no ill-feeling toward you and decided to show up. It would be a shame since you were caught on television talking about how you would love for them to be there.

Your car came to a slow end. "y/n, do not worry. Remember, THIS is all fake. Only you decide if it's real," Mikasa reminds you. Levi opens your door and offers his hand to you. "It's go time." Mikasa helped you with your veil making sure that it wouldn't hit the ground.

"y/n, I know I may have been a menace but I'm happy for you. You might have had the most popular season yet," he says. Him bringing up ratings was no shock to you. You don't reply and Levi have his moment.

You like to think that Jean would like to spend the rest of his life with you. You knew that wasn't the case with many Bachelorettes and Bachelors but you look at Levi and Erwin...ah well, that wasn't a good example, considering that Erwin wasn't a contestant. He was the previous host. 'CALM DOWN,' you tell yourself, 'YOU AND JEAN WILL BE GOOD. AND IF HE DOESN'T LIKE YOU, ITS WHATEVER BECAUSE I'M THE BEST THING EVER.'

Minutes later, you're at the end of the aisle. Jean has his back turned and he's pacing back and forth slightly. Next to him is Connie. You know this because you recognize his big egg head. You're happy he put everything aside to support the both of you.

Mikasa takes her place in front of you and the music starts. Levi offers you his arm and you take it.

This was really happening.

You looked into the audience with a smile on your face but everything was moving so fast, you couldn't recognize their faces.

Before you knew it, you were by Jean. He still couldn't look at you- not until Levi gave you away. The marriage officiant clears his throat and begins to talk.

"We are gathered here today to witness the union of Jean and y/n. Welcome friends and family! We're glad to have you with us.

Today is the beginning of a remarkable journey for this couple. Drawing on their mutual admiration, respect, and trust, they are ready to embark on the next chapter in their lives. We celebrate the love and light evident in their relationship and wish them well on this joyous occasion.

Who gives this woman away?"

"I do," Levi answers. He takes Jean's hand and places it on top of yours. Jean then moves his under yours so that he could hold it. He looks down at Levi and mouths 'Thank you'. The shorter male nods and takes a seat.

The officiant gives you and Jean a moment to face each other. Jean had the biggest smile on his face when his eyes landed on you. "You look gorgeous," he whispers. "You're not so bad yourself," you reply.

The officiant continues. "If anyone has cause to object to the forming of this union, speak now or forever hold your peace." You look over Jean's shoulder to see Connie. You couldn't see his whole face, thanks to Jean's height, but you could see his eyes. They were narrowed and looking straight at you.

You wanted to feel bad, but you couldn't. YOU decided that Connie would not be your spouse, and that was final.

No one responded to the officiant's request, so he continued.

"Marriage is an integral part of the human tradition. Let us remember, as we stand here before the Universe, that the vows taken today hold great importance, just as they did to our ancestors. As individuals, we choose to enter the union of marriage to share all aspects of ourselves with our soulmate. Today, this is true for Jean and y/n."

Soulmate. You hoped that was true for you and Jean. You did meet him on a tv show.

"There are few greater joys in life than finding someone with whom we truly "click." In that spirit, I will now share a short reading on soulmates from author Richard Bach:

"A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we're pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we're safe in our own paradise. Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we're two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we've found the right person. Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life."

Under the eyes of Ymir, together we take a moment to acknowledge the seriousness of the commitment being entered into today. With great joy, we also recognize the special bond shared by Jean and y/n.."

This...this was a special bond indeed. Not only that, it was completely random. The next part of the wedding was your vows. The next part of solidifying your relationship.

"I will now invite the couple to share their vows. Jean and y/n, the promises you make today are sacred; they are the groundwork from which your marriage will grow and blossom over time.

Jean, would you like to begin first?"

Jean nods and squeezes your hands. "y/n, hopefully by the end of this ceremony, you will be my wife. I know there's a lot that you're worried about but I'll do everything to make you happy. I'll always protect you and keep you satisfied."

"y/n, your turn."

"Jean. I'm not too sure what to say...you've out-speeched me," you joke. Jean chuckled. "But...I too promise to love and protect you. I'll also make sure we're on the same page because that's very important for our relationship. I'm willing to fight for us."

You look at the officiant, letting him know that you were done.

"Let us proceed. Jean, before your family and friends, do you take y/n as your beloved Wife, to have and to hold, through laughter and in sadness, through challenges and successes, so long as you both shall live?"

Jean is silent for a moment. He's rubbing the back of your right hand and staring straight into your eyes- almost as if he was reevaluating everything. This made you nervous. Jean was a smart guy. You know you couldn't hold him down and force him to do anything he didn't want.

"I...I do," he finally answers. The weight on your chest dissolves.

"y/n, before your family and friends, do you take Jean as your beloved Husband, to have and to hold, through laughter and in sadness, through challenges and successes, so long as you both shall live?"

"Yes, I do," you answer quickly. You hear small laughs coming from the audience.

The officiant gives you a small smile before continuing. "Wedding rings are a traditional symbol of the strength of the bond between two soulmates." Connie comes from behind Jean with the wedding bands and gave you both one.

"This bond is never broken, and continues in a perpetual circle, glowing with the warmth and eternal light of two souls in a perfect union. By wearing these rings, you will be always reminded of the connection you share and the vows you have made today. Jean, please, repeat after me;

I, Jean..."

"I, Jean..."

"present you, y/n, with this ring..."

"as a symbol of our everlasting love."

"Let it never lose its luster..."

"just as my love for you will never fade."

Jean, still gently holding your hand, slips the ring on (whatever finger your culture uses for weddings!). He can't help but admire it for a moment. He looks back up at you with the biggest grin. All you had to do was place the ring on his finger and your marriage would be "official".

"y/n, repeat after me. I, y/n..."

"I, y/n..."

"present you, Jean, with this ring..."

"as a symbol of our everlasting love..."

"let it never lose its luster..."

"just as my love for you will never fade."

You slip the ring onto Jean's left finger.

"By the power vested in me by the Ymir Life Church and Paradis, under the eyes of the Ymir, I happily pronounce you Husband and Wife! Jean, kiss your bride."

At that moment, everyone disappeared. It was just you and Jean. Jean places a hand on your waist and pulls you in. You find your hands riding up his chest and resting on his shoulder as you get closer. You and Jean connect and all of sudden, you're not in that bubble anymore.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time, I give you Mr. Kirstein and Mrs. l/n!!."

You and Jean left together as "spouses". The first thing you did was official wedding photoshoots that were to be spread all over Paradis and all over the world- thanks to social media. Y'all kinda look like Meghan and Harry tbh.

Anyway.

You both got an opportunity to change in your reception outfits. After that, it was another car ride to the reception venue. Jean held your hand and couldn't stop talking about how beautiful you looked. You were so flustered, you couldn't get a response out. When you reached the venue, the driver helped out first and Jean slipped out of the car after you. He took your hand and entered the reception venue with you.

When you entered the dining hall, you were welcomed by cheers and claps. It was extremely overwhelming- not in a bad sense, however. You looked around the room and caught some familiar faces. You saw Bertholdt and Reiner sitting at a table with another unfamiliar girl. Across the room, Mikasa is seated with Connie, Historia, and Ymir. Everyone else is family that Levi most likely reached out to.

You and Jean take a seat and the cheering calms down. You lean on Jean's shoulder and sigh. The day wasn't over yet, but you were already so tired. Jean places his head on top of yours. "I can't wait to just be with you. I don't know what you had planned tonight but to be honest, I just want to sleep. I haven't realized how tired I was until now," Jean says quietly. "I have to agree. Let's just take a shower, cuddle and just pass out."

Jean brings his head up and smirks at you. "A shower? Together?" You only roll your eyes jokingly. "Oh, look, I think Levi is gonna call us up to have our first dance." "Don't worry, I'll get my answer sooner or later, y/n. You can't run from me." Jean pokes your arm teasingly, which causes you to squirm a little bit. Levi calls you up and Jeans takes your hand to lead you to the dance floor.

(Song of your choice) starts playing and you're not even sure where to start. Jean has a hand on your waist and is holding your free hand. You have a hand on his shoulders. "I'm not even sure where to start, we never practiced," you whisper. Jean smiles softly. "Don't worry about it. We're in this together aren't we?" He begins to move, taking full control. You stumble a bit but your reception dress hides your clumsiness. After a bit, you weren't stumbling anymore. You rest your head on Jean's shoulder and he pulls you even closer. Your movements get even slower. The music slowly disappeared and so did everyone else. It was just you and Jean.

When the music actually came to an end, you pulled away slowly. "You did great," Jean says softly. "So did you." You both go back to your seats. Waiters started to come out and take everyone's orders for dinners and started to pour drinks- meaning a toast would be coming up.

Mikasa comes up to the dance floor and awkwardly clanks her glass, trying to get everyone's attention. Everyone turned their heads and it wasn't because of the awkward clanking of the glass. There were some 'What the hell is she doing here?'s and 'Eren's b*tch?'s. You could visibly see Mikasa's nervousness so you attempted to lock eyes with her. It took her a while but she could finally look you in the eye. Mikasa clears her throat. "Um, hi. You're probably wondering why I'm here but today is not about me. It's about y/n and Jean. I was once y/n's closets friends until I was pressured to do something that I wouldn't normally do." Mikasa gives Levi a side-eye. The shrimp man crosses his arms and rolls his eyes.

"y/n is absolutely amazing...I can't really put it into words but there's something about her that just make people want to be around her. I can see why Jean fought so hard to be with her."

Jean squeezes your hand when she makes that comment.

"I often think to myself about how y/n could have easily met Jean at a café or a movie theatre or something rather than on TV show. But at the same time, this was good for her...and all of us. Here we discovered the lengths of our friendship and who we really were as people. I believe these ups and downs helped y/n find Jean- her true love. Honestly, I wish you both a happy future. Make it worth it."

Mikasa raises her glass and everyone clinks their glass with their neighbors. Connie begins to walk up to the dance floor as soon as Mikasa leaves.

"I'm going to be really honest with you. This is was unexpected. I honestly thought that today was going to be about me." Connie raises his eyebrows at Jean, who furrows them.

"But I guess it's a good thing I didn't marry y/n. I wouldn't have been enough to handle. So, congrats to you, Jean. You're tolerable."

Connie gets off the dance floor without giving you or Jean a look. You look at Jean and he's hurt. "H-hey...maybe he's drunk or something. In his feelings, you know? Don't let him make you feel bad," you say. Jean gives you a small smile before sipping down his drink.

Moments later, it was time for parent dances. Jean got up to dance with his mom. It was a little bit uncoordinated than yours but they looked like they were having a lot of fun.

Next was the bouquet and garter toss. You started with the garter first. You sat in a chair with your legs cross. You knew this was going to happen but it wasn't rehearsed. Jean could see your uneasiness, so he started doing a silly sensual dance. It made you laugh and your laughter got louder once he started shimming down to the floor. He got closer to your thigh and you felt your face heating up. You slapped your hand over your mouth once he starting biting the garter and pulling it off. As he continued, you cupped your face. When Jean was finally day, cheers erupted and you uncovered your hot face. Jean closes his eyes and throws the garter into the crowd and it lands in the hands of Reiner. The guys cheer even louder for him as he awkwardly glances over at Bertholdt, who is a few people away from him.

Next was the bouquet throwing. You closed your eyes and the guest counted you off. Once you heard the number three, you threw the bouquet. You open your eyes and turn around to see that Bertholdt had gotten the flowers. His face is so red...he look like a tomato.

After your guest settled down, it was time to cut your cake, meaning that your wedding day was almost over. You picked a (cake of your choice) for tonight. "It looks delicious. I can't wait to try it," Jean whispers in your ear. "It is. You'll love it," you respond. You pick up a knife. Jean wraps his hands around yours. You both gently place the knife on the cake and pushed it down. You lean back to give Jean a kiss and he gives you one. Jean grabs two forks by the cake and hands one over to you.

Jean scoops a piece of the cake first. He places a hand on your chin and you open your mouth. "Ladies first," he says as he places the cake in your mouth. You take a minute to savor the taste before swallowing. You also take a piece of the cake and get on your toes to feed Jean. He chuckles softly at your struggle before taking the fork from you and feeding himself. "You're right, it's good," he says after swallowing. He bends down slightly to give you another kiss.

The night was slowly coming to an end. There was no sight of Connie after his stupid speech and Levi and Erwin were getting ready to get home. Historia and Ymir had left right after the cake cutting ceremony but had promised to call you once everything had settled down. You and Jean formally greeted your guest and started your goodbyes.

Mikasa had gone up to you with a slightly awkward face. "Today wasn't so bad, huh?" she starts. You give her a kind smile. "It wasn't. Did you enjoy yourself?" Mikasa pauses to answer. "Your wedding was beautiful...however, I can't get upset over the reaction about me being here. y/n, I have to apologize again. What I did was completely wrong. I shouldn't even be blaming Levi for everything. I could have told you at first and-"

You pull Mikasa into a hug to shut her up. "Mikasa, move on. Come on, we're adults! At least you're apologizing and trying- unlike someone we know," you joke. You pull away. "Hopefully, if Jean and I have a real wedding, it won't be as awkward for you." Mikasa nods. "I'll see you around. Congrats." As Mikasa walks off, Reiner, Bert, and this mystery blonde come up to you. Inside Reiner's pocket is your garter sticking out and Bertholdt is clenching your bouquet.

"Hey," you start," Thank you for coming. Who's your friend?"

Bertholdt looks over at the blonde. "Thank you for inviting us...um...this is Annie. My dad thought you were her."

Now, why did Bertie's dad think you was this yt girl?😟

LMAO. "Nice to keep you, Annie. You Bertie's girl?" you ask.

Annie shakes her head no frantically. "OH, NO. Never in a million years, no. Yuck!" she answers dramatically. Reiner throws an arm over Bert's shoulder. "He's actually my boy now," he says proudly. "OH-! Congrats! So we're having a wedding for you soon, yes?" You tease. Reiner nods and Bertie tries to hide his face in Reiner's hair. "When did this all happen...? I just eliminated you like...two weeks ago?"

"Well...Reiner and I were still in contact and when I left, he reached out to me. We met up a few times and we hit it off," Bertie explains. "Congrats. I'm really happy to hear that," you answer. You turn around to look for Jean. He's talking to his mom. He gives you a small glance before continuing his conversation with her. "I better go catch up with Jean. It was nice to see you...and finally meeting you, Annie." The trio say their goodbyes before leaving.

You make your way over to Jean but you're stopped by the human fit of annoyance- Levi. You were so tired of him but you threw on a smile since Erwin was walking over as well. "Yes, Levi? I thought we were done here," you say in a singsong voice. "Aw, you're ready to go?" Levi says sarcastically. You open your mouth to answer but he cuts you off. "For starters, thank you for adding on to mine and Erwin's paychecks. We really appreciate it. Arrangements for your hotel and honeymoon have been put together. You're tired of me, but don't hesitate to call me if something goes wrong. Besides that, I wish you luck. Make everything worth it."

Levi walks past you and Erwin stops to hug you before following his husband.

Jean makes his way up to you, his mom following behind. "Everything good? I saw shrimp talking to you." You take Jean's hand. "Everything's good." Jean pulls you into a side hug. "Aw, you guys are so cute. I really do hope you last," Jean's mom comments, "I've always wanted a daughter."

"Mom, nothing's official yet-"

"I'm glad you think of me as your daughter, June."

"Well, I'll see you later. Jean, take care of her tonight. Be good to her and listen to her. Don't be rough, she's not a rag doll," June warned her son. She had a finger up in his face and everything. Seeing their relationship on the regular was going going to be hilarious.

Jean swats his mom's finger out of his face before waving her goodbye. He then fully wraps his arms around you. "No offense. But I'm glad this is over. We'll get to know each other one on one now," he says. You can't help but agree.

ITS FINALLY OVER. well not exactly. i have one more chapter to write and y’all will never hear about levi, 12 guys, and dates ever again😭 but since this series has reached its goal (you getting married) please do me a favor and rate my series, it would be appreciated!

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the bachelorette chapter 3 part 1: solo date w/eren

an: hey y’all. eren was getting the most votes on the poll and i had to remove him for a minute 😭 i ended up picking your second solo date as well and i think y’all were waiting for some one on one time with this next person. i still need data and questions for the next few chapters, so please head over to this link!

tags: black! reader, fem coded reader, suggestive themes (no smut), drama as usual

tag list: @taybird

After last week's drama, you got the rest of the week to yourself. Levi had sent the boys away along with Mikasa and Sasha.

Your week to yourself went very fast and you were sad about it but the show had to move on and you had to find your true love...whoever that was.

Levi decided to put you on a solo date and he even picked your date. You dreaded the idea but also appreciated it. Deep down inside, you hoped it was Onyankopon. He was the only one who hasn't brought you any stress yet.

Levi decided to go with a simple dinner date on a balcony to give that romantic vibe. You had complained that you already had been on a dinner date but Levi argued that he knew what he was doing.

(y’all’s fit😛)

You grabbed your purse and met Levi outside of your room. The mansion being empty felt weird. Normally, if Jean was in your way, he'd make sure to compliment you or Onyankopon would say one of your inside jokes to make you smile.

Levi silently walked you outside and as you neared the limo waiting for you, a sick feeling rose in your stomach. "Levi, who's in that car?" you ask. "I can't say."

"You can't seem to say a lot of things," you muttered. Levi only gave you a side-eye. "Have fun on your date, y/n! Once you get in that car, you're not allowed to get out!"

You had no idea why he decided to say that.

You opened the door and carefully got inside the limo. You saw a person but didn't get a good look at his face. Once you settled down in your seat, you look at the guy's face and realize it's Eren Yeager sitting across you with a bouquet on his lap.

"No," you let out. You turn to open the car door but it wouldn't budge. No. No. No. You were locked in a car with the guy who was banging Mikasa.

"y/n-." Eren starts. "What do you want?" you huff.

"Look, I was surprised too when Levi told me I would be going on a date with you. I'm still surprised that I'm even here. Wouldn't you pick the guy who has no interest in you rather than someone who's screwing your friend?"

"I think you answered your question. Even though you're messing with Mikasa, I think you still care for me. You wouldn't have checked on me if you were that infatuated with Mikasa. When you saw me crying, you got very hostile. You were ready to fight whoever made me cry."

"I did want to knock Armin's teeth out..."

You chuckle and a smile appears on Eren's face. He leans over to hand you the bouquet. You're hesitant to take them.

"Thank you," you say quietly. "I honestly don't know what I'm going to do with all these flowers."

"Don't worry about it," Eren says, looking away. His face was red. It was interesting to see Eren like this. You never knew that he could be flustered. You always saw him as the mysterious guy with the piercing green eyes. Maybe it was all for show.

Never in your life did you think you'd be sitting on a balcony with a guy. You were enjoying (a meal of your choice) and Eren was eating some shrimp alfredo with mashed potatoes. You didn't question his choice.

"So...um...they sent us away to give you space. How've you been? Was it worth it?" Eren asks.

You put your fork down and give yourself a minute to sallow whatever's in your mouth. "Well, it's quiet. When you guys are around, you know how to keep it down but I'm still aware of your presence. Now...it's just empty. Well, I mean, there Levi, but...you know, he has to babysit me."

Eren let out a small laugh at your last comment.

"I hear that Mikasa and Sasha are living with you guys. I hope they aren't causing too much trouble," you suddenly say.

Eren goes quiet for a moment. You sit up and lean forward. "You still messing with Mikasa?" you ask harshly. "No...no, it's not Mikasa...we're on a break. It was Sasha...she um..."

Not Sasha too. "She what?"

"We all got a little drunk. I didn't drink much, neither did Bertholdt. Jean was tipsy but he wasn't getting hyped with the others and Mikasa was hiding somewhere within the house we're currently at. Reiner was already getting loose, thanks to Connie. I'm not too sure if Connie got drunk too...you know how he's like...”

Yes, Connie was always bouncing off the walls. This was no shock to you.

"I guess Connie and Sasha are close friends. So if Connie's hyped, Sasha is too and vice versa. Onyankopon was just chilling. He didn't drink at all. Reiner, Connie, and Sasha tried to get him to drink. After multiple no's. they finally got Onyankopon to have one drink and then one more and then another..."

"Get to the point, Eren."

"They made out. Right there, in front of everyone. I don't know if it was because he was drunk but Onyankopon couldn't get his hands off of Sasha and Sasha couldn't get her hands off of him. We were all shocked. Bertholdt had an urge to get up and pull Sasha away from Onyankopon but Jean and I encouraged him to sit down. Onyankopon was doing this to himself. That's it. We haven't discussed the situation at all since then but everyone is just keeping their distance from the girls. We only talk when they need or want something."

Your arms were now crossed and you had lost your appetite. "Wow..." You were shocked but not surprised. This was just another day on the Bachelorette. "y/n..."

"I'm gonna get a waitress to get a box. You want some for your food?" you ask. Eren shuts his mouth and nods.

You noticed a look of guilt in his eyes. Everyone knew you had a special bond with Onyankopon. He was the only one like you. You didn't want to be mad because he was drunk but it still hurt. You managed to get a box from a waiter and you and Eren packed your plates.

Eren places a hand on your waist as you leave the restaurant and helps you into the limo. This time you sit by him and place your head on his shoulder. The car ride back to the mansion is silent. Eren reaches for your hand and you let him have it. He massages your hand with his free one.

You wanted to sleep but the thought of Onyankopon and Sasha kissing hurt so much. Imagining it made the car ride faster.

Your driver stopped in front of the mansion and you lifted your head off of Eren's shoulder. You stared at him for a moment and he stares back at you. "y/n, I had..."

"Stay."

"What?"

"Stay with me. Tonight."

"But you have another date tomorrow..."

"Stay with me."

Eren gets out of his seat to open the car door. He offers his hand to you and you take it. Once you're out of the car, he pulls you into him and kisses you passionately.

It takes you a few moments to reach the front door of the mansion. When you make it inside, you kick off your shoes and tug on Eren's suit jacket. He lets go of you to pull it off. Levi was going to kill you whenever you woke up.

“Let’s go upstairs, yeah?”

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the bachelorette: after the final rose

an: the bachelorette is finally over. writing this was…wow. interacting with my followers was so fun😭 i hope to do so again in the future. do enjoy this and take a look at the poll at the end. my requests will be opening up again! feel free to drop something :)

tags: black, fem reader

taglist: @taybird

The day after your wedding, you and Jean found yourselves in Bora Bora. Once you landed, you and Jean settled down for a moment. Your ideal plan was to unpack, get something to eat at the hotel you were in and probably go to sleep. Jean had different plans in mind. As you unpacked your suitcase, he kept massaging your shoulders. His hands moved down your arms and you didn't protest. Y'all, I don't write smut. Give me a few years and I'll write everything that when down.

Despite getting married on television and the whole world knowing, you and Jean never saw yourself as a married couple. It was more like dating to you guys. There were times he's walked out on you because you were too "emotional" and you've walked out on him because he was too "sensitive". But you always found your way back to each other.

During the week of your first "wedding" anniversary, Jean flew you out to Corfu, Greece. The first six days, he recreated your first "honeymoon" night and on the seventh day, he got on one knee again and asked you to be his wife- for real this time. You immediately said yes and threw yourself at him, toppling him over. You both landed on the restaurant floor but that didn't stop you from kissing him.

Wedding planning didn't take as long and it wasn't as hectic as it was the last time. You and Jean had decided to elope. You decided not to tell anyone, except Mikasa, that the wedding was real this time. Everyone you knew had been under the impression that you were spouses.

The day you went to court, Mikasa had been your only witness. You liked the idea of eloping. It was more intimate. No camera, no scripts. Just you and Jean.

Buying what you call a 'mansion' was not on your bingo card. Before you officially made Jean your husband, you had lived in a penthouse that Levi owned. You thought it was perfect- there was enough space for you and Jean. However, it was time to put your big boy pants on.

The outside of your home looks scary. No, it was a pretty house but this was a HUGE mansion. The inside of your home was very homey, however. There were office spaces for you and Jean- which he loved because he was getting back into law again (he had to quit his job because fans and Yeagerists, Eren's "fandom", had found his place of work and harassed him in some sort of way. Jean works with an elite private firm now), a game room, an inside gym, and a sitting room. Your backyard had a pool, a cabana, a garden, and outside guest quarters.

To be perfectly honest, you both found yourself in your offices. You started your own successful wedding planning business and Jean had his cases. Sometimes you felt like a big home was a waste of time. It's not like you had people to live in it for you.

"Jean, we need to talk."

Jean had just come home from work. It was one in the morning. You were standing in front of him in one of your many bathrobes. Jean walks up to you and plants a kiss on your forehead. "What's up, babe? No hi or anything?"

"I'm afraid that you're not taking care of yourself well enough," you start. "What do you mean, baby?" Jean asks mindlessly as he removes his coat. "Oh, would you stop with the baby thing? I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you!"

Jean looks at you like you hit his mother or something. "I don't think a serious conversation includes you raising your voice at me," he answers. "Excuse me? Your thick head doesn't like to listen to anyone, so we got to yell things into it," you retort. Jean ignores you and makes his way to the kitchen. You're eyes widen- he's never walked away from you before. "Excuse me!” you call after him.

There is no response from Jean, who pulls a white wine from the fridge. "You're not drinking that. Not until you hear me out," you try again. "Well, you could have told me instead of chewing me out about calling you 'baby', y/n," Jean responds. He turns away from you again and starts looking through the cabinets for a wine glass. You take this as an opportunity to take the wine off the island counter and pour it out. Jean's head snaps back once he hears liquids going down the drain. "What the hell is your problem? I can't drink now?!" he snaps.

"I'm worried about you, idiot. You come home late, I never hear you eating, you don't take your double showers and you're always exhausted. You don't think your job is hurting you? I don't even see you anymore. Your job is hurting us!" you cry.

Jean shakes his head and mutters some nonsense under his breath before placing the wine glass he picked on the island counter. He shakes his head as he leaves.

"Are you gonna be like this when the baby is here?" You call out.

"Excuse me?"

"Are you going to be working long hours and act like a jerk when I'm farther along? What about when the baby gets here? At this point, the baby doesn't even have a father."

Jean walks over to you with confusion in his eyes. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm pregnant, Jean," you say with a small chuckle. I've wanted to tell you this whole time but you've been busy and I just got fed up tonight because I miss you."

Jean doesn't say a word. Instead, he undoes your robe and places a hand on your stomach. "We're having a baby? Are you serious? Us? How..."

You could only smile wider. Seeing Jean in awe about your very small bump was an entertaining sight.

"I'll...I'll talk to my b-boss. In fact, I-I'll q-quit my job...yeah! I'll q-quit!" he finally lets out.

"Oh no, don't do that. Just get your hours fixed and if they don't allow that, we'll find a different place, yeah?"

"S-sure," Jean stutters. "Are you hungry? Would you like me to order something? Do you want socks? What do you want?"

"I think I want you to take a bath and for you to sleep, mister," you answer. Jean still in a trance, obeys.

"I can't believe we had two. I was under the impression there was only one."

"At least they'll keep the big room you painted busy."

Jean had one of your newborns sprawled on his bare chest. You cradled the other one in your arms. A little boy and girl. Your daughter, Maia, already had Jean wrapped around her finger. Your son, Marquis, was a little independent, despite being a few days old.

"I can't believe we made them," Jean says. After your emergency C-section, Jean was back into that trance he was in when you first told him you were pregnant. "We should have one more. We have pretty babies."

"Shut up, Jean."

You never thought you'd allow a camera in your sight again. Obviously, there was the paparazzi that hounded you and your children down on the regular. But a camera allowed by you in your home? Never. Until today.

It's been seven years since you met the love of your life. You're thirty now and Jean is thirty-two. The two little menaces in your home are three. Maia and Marquis were just like their father- silly and full of life unless otherwise. But at least they look like you (except the pieces of ash brown in their hair that they picked up from Jean). You were pregnant with another. You hoped that your child would bring you peace but even if they were as colorful as your two, it wouldn't matter to you.

You sat in the family room with Jean and your twins as the camera team prepared their cameras and other equipment. Jean was trying his best to keep your children in one place, as you adjust your hair.

"Ms. y/n, are you ready?" Your interviewer asks. You nod and Jean gives you a nervous look. "Hey, kids...why don't you go into the sitting room. We'll come get you later, yeah?" you say softly. Your twins start to whine but they also start their walk to the sitting room.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kirstein, I'll count you off now," your cameraman says. You both nod, waiting for the interviewer to start asking you questions.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kirstein, it's such an honor to meet you both. Seven years together...amazing. You've been together for almost a decade now," your interviewer starts.

"It's been interesting but it's been nice getting to know my girlfriend of seven years now," Jean says jokingly. "Oh stop it," you reply teasingly.

"How have you changed since the Bachelorette?"

You take a deep breath and Jean looks down awkwardly. "Well, we've been cautious. Obviously, with our privacy but also with the people we allow in our circle," you answer. "We've been in contact with a few contestants and it's been on and off. We've learned that trust is key...not only in marriage but who we bring into it," Jean says.

"If you don't mind me asking, who is in your life right now? Have you been in contact with your father? What about Levi?"

Jean clinches his fist and you take it in your hand, letting him know you were still here with him. "Well, Bertholdt and Reiner are still one of our biggest friends," you answer. Reiner and Bertholdt had a baby recently, a little girl named Gabi, but you decided not to announce that to protect their privacy. "Mikasa and I are still friends and we're still trying to get used to Eren being in her-our lives." Mikasa and Eren met up again and Mikasa was still head over heels for him. You were uncomfortable (because of his silence when his fans harassed your husband) at first but he was good to her. "The twins absolutely adore Levi and Erwin. They're their grandpas," you finish. You still hadn't answered the question about Jean's father.

"And your father? Mr. Kirstein?"

"My father is not in my life. Please stop asking."

The interviewer purses their lips, now feeling embarrassed. “I apologize, Mr. Kirstein. I’ll ask the next question: what are some obstacles you’ve faced in your relationship?”

“Well, we thought we had communication down. But we didn’t…at least not completely. But we managed,” you say.

“I think our children are proof of it,” Jean suddenly includes.

You glare at him and slap his hand, non verbally telling him to shut up. He only gives you a cheeky smile.

The rest of the questions were about hardships, what turned you both on, and your hopes for the future.

When the interviewer finally announced that the last question was coming up, you couldn’t have been happier.

“What are three things you appreciate about each other?”

You look at Jean and then back at the interviewer. “Er-well…I-“

“I appreciate how serious you get,” Jean interrupts, “ how kind you are and how dedicated you are- especially to your children and your career. I wouldn’t want anyone else but you.”

“Jean-“ your voice cracked. It always seemed like you had power over your husband and he was just your dog but he still knew how to overpower you with his words. “I don’t know what to say…you’re so dedicated to our family. Watching you play with our kids, feed them, and put them to sleep- you just prove that you're the perfect man for this job. I see how you treat your mom and I don’t worry about our children and me being mistreated. And you’re so strong. You lost the person who should have been there for you and your mom but you still worked hard and you found some peace. I love you, Jean Kirstein.

Jean takes your hand and kisses it. “I love you too, y/n l/n.”

The End.

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