#armin x male reader

[dabisbratz]

CRYBABY — armin arlert x male reader

w.c: 2.5k

genitalia terms: cock, hole, dick

WARNING: humiliation, dirty talk, impact play (face slapping, spanking), edging, restraints (spreader-bar, undisclosed hand restraints), degradation, subspace, sadism, bottom reader, specific body type (taller/bigger than armin, other than that nonspecific!), amab reader. CHECK REBLOGS.

“To be fair, you’re pretty girly, Armin,” Hange chirps, wrapping their arm around Armin’s shoulders with a sly grin. Their hair swings over their face, a dark shadow casting over their gaze. His striking blue eyes watch in amusement as the rest of the Survey Corps nods along in agreement. Truthfully, he doesn’t mind the speculations, albeit a little strange how interested his coworkers are in his sex life, he can’t blame them for being so interested when he has a boyfriend like you. Plus, he’s come quite far from how he used to be— his hair is shorter, cheeks less rounded out by babyfat, shoulders broad and square. He doesn’t need to prove anything. “You let a big rock like that push you around every night?”

The blond coughs into his fist, squeezing his big, cerulean eyes shut to stifle a laugh. You’re much taller than Armin, even on a bad day, with a permanent glare in your eyes. You’d make mountains shrink if they could, with your piercing gaze. Even as you trail behind your boyfriend like a puppy, they see nothing but a guard dog, its canines bared and sharp and dangerous. Your intensity almost surpasses Levi’s, even if they were too scared to admit it.

But it means nothing when you’re under him.

You look up at him like he means the world, glassy eyes blinking against crystal tears as he pushes his cock deeper down your throat and forces you to gag on it. Your eyes roll, drool falling down your chin and down your chest that he loves to squeeze and fondle. You’re such a good boy, the way you writhe and squirm with every orgasm of yours he ruins— just thinking about it makes his dick harden in his cargos.

Armin tugs at the collar of his shirt with his index finger, bending the fabric absentmindedly. His comrades snicker at his flustered display, and the hard smacks to his back lurching him forward, back and forth.

“Bet he really makes you his—“

“… bitch, huh?” His voice is fuzzy in your ears, sweet and tantalizing as rope digs into your wrists. Your legs are bent, knees reaching your head as a spreader-bar holds your thighs wide open. Your back is pressed into Armin’s small mattress, which dips and sinks under your weight. No matter where you turn, you’re consumed in Armin’s warmth, his soft hands roaming along your naked body. He lets you whine, your head lulling back and forth as you knit your eyebrows together.

“Huh…? M’sorry.. m’sorry,” You pant, not quite sure what you’re apologizing for, probably because you’ve lost your train of thought, because you couldn’t hear what filthy things he was saying because he’s fucking you stupid.

“Oh, honey,” The blond's voice is coated in just that, sweetness dripping from his tongue as he grips your cock tight, thumbing the slit and smearing precum all over the head. The bars at your knees stop you from bucking your hips, as he squeezes the base of your cock the second you start to pulse a little too much. “Such a dumb whore. What happened to my big, smart boy?”

Degradation. You love to hear it, especially from Armin’s lips. If you thought too much about it, had it whispered in your ear until your brain melted, you could cum from that alone. Your cock throbs in his hand, as he spits down on it with a quiet ‘p’tuh’ and grins as you shudder. The wetness of his saliva feels too good, too warm against his skin as your rut and flex in his hand. “Mm, your cock is so pretty. Too bad it’s useless.”

You try to fuck into it, chase the feeling that has you wailing, writhing in your restraints and struggling to kick your legs. It’s too much, the squelching in your ears as Armin’s warm breath pans lower and lower down your chest, your abdomen, closer to your throbbing, needy dick. He sighs, open mouthed and breathy, watching your cock jump in retaliation— nearly out his hand. Nonetheless his grip tightens, pumping uppp and dooown, smearing precum until it covers your cock in a thin, shiny and tempting layer. You moan between your teeth, eyes glued on his skinny fingers milking you for all your worth.

“Feel good?” Armin grumbles against your thigh, voice hoarse as he stares down at your weeping cock. With a jumbled moan you nod frantically, toes curling as he twists his fist around your sensitive head and— fuck, you’re cumming. Your eyes roll back, body clenched as a thick rope—

“Aht. Whose cock is this?” Armin’s hand is quickly tightening around the base of your dick cutting off whatever orgasm you were about to feel, whatever ropes of cum that were supposed to spray across your thighs, your stomach, maybe your chin.

“Wh- wai’… waitwait..wha—” You’re stunned, stammering and stumbling over your words as your brain fails to connect the dots of what just happened.

“Answer me, boy,” And— oh. That’s his commander voice, the one he only ever uses in battle. A shiver runs down your spine as you reluctantly make eye contact with your boyfriend, his blue eyes suddenly gunmetal gray. Like a broken record, you whimper, shaking your head and babbling our apologies when, really, you have nothing to be sorry for. “Hush. Just answer the question.”

“S’yours, Ari,” You breathe, big thighs flexing against his hand. One more time, a little more confident you moan: “S’yours.”

“That’s right. That means you cum when I say,” When he pushes an impossibly long finger into your hole you’re done for, mewling as you flutter around him. Even with such a drastic size difference your hole is tight and grips him like a vice, swallowing his finger in and begging for more. His finger slides out slowly, a sharp contrast in the sudden smack straight to your winking hole. You jump, moaning high in your throat as your eyes flutter closed. “Fuck, just one finger stretching this pretty hole like it’s nothing. You want more, baby? Want more fingers in this greedy hole? Gonna cry on my cock all night so everyone knows how good you take it? How much of a slut you are for me? Say it.”

You bat your eyelashes, peering up at your handsome boyfriend through glazed eyes. He coos, if only for a moment, as he dips his other hand into your mouth and watches you suck on his fingers, no questions asked. His face drops a little, pink lips curling into a frown as he wipes his fingers off with the soft skin of your cheek. You’re usually such a good boy— such a good dog. You know better. You keen into the touch, pressing your cheek into his palm until he takes it away, just to smack you across the face with a cruel smile.

Your brain goes blank for just a second, a startled gasp leaving your pretty lips. He wants to squish your cheeks together, watch your face distort into dumb expression while you sit there and take it. Maybe your face will match your mind, empty and eager and broken as tears stream down your face. Armin’s eyes darken, heavy-lidded as he stares at you like he’s going to eat you alive.

“Oh, oh fuck, w-wan’ your cock, Ari’ please give it…give it to me, please,” You babble, as if his question has only just now registered in your brain. Then comes the flaring heat of skin where he’d smacked you, blooming in your cheek and making you whine. Armin tuts, tilting his head in feign innocence, a tuft of blond hair tucked behind his ear. “V’been so good, didn’t cum when you said not to. Been goo-”

“Mhm,” Armin hums, only half listening as he slowly pumps his other hand back up and down your cock, a sadistic grin slowly etching across his face the more you let out a stream of moans. You’re sensitive— almost too sensitive, your hips convulsing in different directions, your eyes squeezing shut, your body begging to cum. You can’t quite make out how his fingers look curling up inside you, long and thin but perfectly stroking that special spot that makes you see stars. “Gonna cum for me? Hm? This pretty cock gonna cum while I finger you? Slap you around a little?”

“Uh-huh, gonna cum.” You’re purring, helplessly rutting your hips until you feel your balls tightening, your abdomen spontaneously spawning and— Ooh! Armin’s index finger slides out of you, and his palm lands right on top, a hard smack straight to your fluttering hole. You're pliant and small like this, squealing into the air while the walls bounce the sound right back at you.

“Not yet.” He whispers into the skin of your inner thighs, placing a chaste kiss on top for safekeeping.

“Noo, no, I can’t,” You gasp, weakly struggling against your restraints in fruitless effort, continuously begging for both release and a chance to move on. You don’t really mean no, you’re conflicted, really— it feels too good, but you’re not sure how much more teasing you can take. “I cant.”

“You can,” The blond snickers, fingers massaging your puckered rim, the puffy skin gaping around his fingertips. You’re slick with a thin layer of precum and lube, shining under the fluorescent bedside lamp. “And you will. Know why? You’re my good little boy. You can take what I give you.”

Collecting yourself, you nod.

Armin beams. You’re certainly not little— not in comparison to him, not in comparison to anyone in the Survey Corps, not in comparison to your friends. But you’re his little boy. To smack around, to manhandle, to fuck into sweet, empty-headed submission. You’re his bitch. He thinks of how everyone else would react, if their jaws would drop at the sight of his guard dog dropping to his knees and presenting right in front of them, at the sight of his big boyfriend going braindead strictly for his dick.

“Just one more time. One more time while I split this pretty hole open on my cock. That’s not too bad, right sweetheart?” Armin whines this time, breathless as he’s quickly stripping himself of his clothes. His cock, pretty and long, curves to the upper right, with an angry pink tip that twitches as he presses it to your rim. You sob beneath him, your bigger body arching up to his touch. His cock is worked into your body inch by inch, his smaller hands spreading your cheeks apart to spread you further— like the slut you are.

He pushes into you deep, bottoming out with a high moan. Heat pools on your stomach, his cock punching your insides and kissing your prostate with each small movement he makes. Your moans are unintelligible, barely even English, as Armin’s blond hair drapes over your sweaty forehead. If you could, you’d wrap your arms around his neck, hold him close and kiss him drunk while his dick rearranges your guts.

“Gonna let me fill you up till you’re drippin’? God, I love this hole, love this ass,” You feel a sharp smack to your backside, your hips stuttering upward in retaliation. His cock slams dead-on into your prostate, your vision momentarily leaving your body as the air is punched from your lungs. “Right there? Fuck, you’re basically milking me.”

Armin nearly crumbles above you, your silky walls throbbing on his cock as his fist grips the sheets on his bed, his large eyes fluttering closed. He can’t exactly fall on you, not with the spreader bar between your bodies, but the thought of him collapsing because you feel that good makes you impossibly harder, “Fuuck, fuck me, ohh, God.”

That earns a genuine chuckle from your boyfriend, his back muscle rippling as he regains his composure and lifts your hips up, brushing your prostate with every twist and turn. He whispers sweet words into the air, something along the lines of good boy and perfect cocksleeve. You hiccup on your own sobs, choking on your words as his cock slams in and out, in and out, Armin’s own moans leaving his mouth. “Ohh, You take my cock so well. That slutty little hole just swallows me right up, sounds so sloppy n’ wet.”

“You’re like,” Armin laughs to himself, his teeth gritting as he sharply inhales, pressing himself deeper and deeper until all you can do is clench around him and take it. Fuck, you’re so full. It’s ironic, you’re so big, but your holes are tight and small, stretching around him perfectly. “You’re like the perfect flashlight. I should let the team pass you ‘round. Imagine that.”

You do, you imagine Armin’s long dick fucking you within an inch of your life while the rest of the Survey Corps watches, maybe they take turn using your holes, maybe Armin stops them from fucking you because that one is his. It’s embarrassing how much you like it, how warm it makes your face feel, how hard it makes your hole spasm around your boyfriend's cock.

“M’gonna cum, gonna cum, Armin. Please,” You can’t control your body now, your cock uncomfortably hard as he fucks into your pillowy body. In one foul swoop, the spreader bar is removed from your thighs, your legs instead wrapping around the blond’s smaller waist. “Lemme cum, wanna cum with you. Wanna feel you cum inside me. God, love you, love you s’much. Y’fuck me so good, fuck your cum ‘nto me, wanna be leaking—”

“God, you’re so easy. Damn whore…Christ,” Armin grunts. his hips stuttering into a choppy, inconsistent pace. The sound of his balls slapping against your ass is obscene, precum and lube frothing between your warm skin. Moving up to press hurried, frantic kisses to your lips, Armin cups your jaw gently, and mumbled a quiet C’mere. “Cum with me, puppy, give it to me.”

You give it to him, your all, as your thighs shake and your throat finally gives out, your voice hoarse and tired. You can feel him shoot deep inside you, thick, creamy ropes of cum pooling inside you and seeping out your puffy, used hole. Armin huffs, panting into your damp skin with a satisfied smile, watching as your cock spurts rope after rope across your chest, across your stomach, even on your chin.

You twitch uncontrollably, finally melting in your boyfriend's embrace as he pulls you close and places scattered kisses on your forehead, “Good boy.”

#₊˚⊹♡ 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓎 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒 #armin x y/n #armin x reader #armin x you #armin arlert x you #armin arlert x y/n #armin arlert x male reader #aot x male reader #armin x male reader #anime x reader #anime x you #anime x male reader #x male smut #armin smut #armin imagine #armin drabble #aot smut #armin arlet x reader #armin arlert smut #x male reader

[just-your-local-cryptid]

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

#attack on titan #armin aot #shingeki no kyoujin armin #snk armin #snk #aot #aot x reader #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan smut #aot smut #armin x reader #armin x male reader #armin x reader smut #attack on Titan x reader smut #aot x reader smut #armin arlert

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

Heyy, can I request some fluffy armin arlert x m!reader headcannons, perhaps some general relationship stuff, thank you and sorry if it is a vague prompt

(Hello Anon! I hope you enjoy these. Everyone needs some fluff headcannons in their life)

-Armin Relationship Hcs with a Male S/O-

Armin Arlert x Male! Reader

(Warning: Fluff, mild mentions of homophobia, mild swearing)

- At first, Armin was confused about his feelings towards you. He didn’t know if it was admiration, infatuation, etc.

- He read a few books about love and starting thinking more and more about his feelings and came to the conclusion that he liked you in a romantic way.

- But he was never gonna make the first move. You were the one who came up to him and started talking then you two became great friends. Armin was afraid that if he confessed and you didn’t reciprocate his feelings then the friendship would disappear.

- But then you confessed to him, and he was unbelievably happy.

- He decides to tell Eren and Mikasa and they are super supportive of you two. They both will beat the shit out of anyone if they are being homophobic.

- Whenever you two have time, you guys will often be in each others room hanging out and talking.

- Armin likes to read out loud to you some of his favorite books.

- Tells you facts about the ocean and other things about the world beyond the walls. He even shows you that book he has about the outside world.

- He likes to hold your hand whenever your hand is on the table. He’ll place his hand on top of yours and rub his fingers across your knuckles.

- He gets a little bit flustered whenever you compliment him all of the sudden.

- If it’s a Modern AU then you two would often go on outside dates, especially the beach. He will definitely give you some cool looking sea shells.

- Also in the Modern AU he makes it a routine to make you breakfast in bed. He also kisses your forehead here and there while you’re eating to show his appreciation.

Masterlist

#aot x reader #aot x male reader #aot x y/n #aot fluff #aot hcs #aot headcanons #aot armin #armin arlert #armin headcanons #armin fluff #armin x reader #armin x male reader #armin x y/n

[quality-street-rat]

Y/n: I just got a sudden burst of energy, and I think it's my body's last hurrah before finally shutting down.

Bilbo: What???

Fili: Are you okay?

Y/n: No :D *promptly passes out*

#zip it matt #lotr #the hobbit #bilbo baggins #fili durin #armin x male reader #male self insert #vines

[crisalidaseason]

This is very self indulgent because I was very sick and nobody cared for me so now I'm projecting my perfect scenario on Armin Arlert.

Thermometer

Summary: You came down with a fever and boyfriend!Armin takes care of you. Tags: very self indulgent, angsty, family issues, Armin being a sweet and good boyfriend, fluff. Also, I measure temperatures in celsius so have that in mind when you read it (37ºC equals 98ºF, 39ºC equals 102ºF according to google), also probably errors because I wrote this post-fever.

Getting sick was not often for you, and fevers were even more rare. The thing is, when you had a fever you couldn't even move. You would lay down in bed and wait for the sickness to get slightly better so you could actually take some medicine. This was a habit you picked up from living in your family home. Nobody would check on you during sick times, not even fetch a thermometer or medicine. Sometimes you genuinely thought you could die and nobody would notice.

You've been living with your boyfriend, Armin, for a few months now. He was the sweetest boy on earth, always so ready to aid you whenever was needed. You still had a hard time getting used to somebody caring for you so much, but nothing prepared you for the first time you got severely sick while living with him.

It was a Saturday evening, you arrived home from work exhausted. You had a splitting headache all day and your body was starting to shiver.

"Shit, not a fever. Everything but a fever!" You whispered.

Fevers were the worst. You could handle a stuffy nose, allergies and sore throats just fine, but fevers were the only symptom that incapacitated you entirely.

You quickly took some cold medicine and showered, before the fever got you good, going to bed immediately. Soon enough you could feel your body shivering more violently and the awful cold spread through your body. You were lucky to catch the fever early enough to even take medicine, maybe this time wouldn't be so bad.

You didn't hear the door open, signaling Armin's arrival, but you heard his voice calling your name. You didn't have the strength to say anything, unfortunately.

"hey, love, everything okay?" His voice was low.

You felt his touch on your forehead and he quickly retreated his hand.

"you're burning!"

You could hear him shuffling through the room, opening a drawer. He approached you and softly grabbed your arm, putting a cold thing on your armpit. You cried a little because of the sensation.

"sorry love, it's just the thermometer"

Once the device beeped, Armin cursed under his breath reading the temperature.

"did you take any medicine?"

You just nodded.

"Alright, I'll be right back"

He kissed your temple and left. You didn't know what he was going to do, but a small part of your brain hoped he was going to care for you.

Moments later, Armin came back. You couldn't keep your eyes open, but could hear him squeeze water out of a towel, which he placed on your forehead. The towel was ice cold and you let out a cry again.

"I know it feels awful, baby, but I need to drop your temperature"

He put another small towel under your neck. Armin stayed by your side, damping the towels every few minutes to keep the cooling sensation and checking your temperature. You were not sure when sleep came, but it was already very bright when you woke up. You noticed your body wasn't shivering and tried moving to a sitting position. The bedroom door opened, revealing Armin.

"Oh, you're awake" Armin said.

He left a mug of steaming tea on the bedside table and quickly took the thermometer to measure your temperature again.

"37º" he said with a tone of relief once the device beeped "I was a little concerned when you wouldn't leave the 39's. Our ice stock is down to zero, but it was totally worth it"

You weren't dreaming then, Armin did spent the night dropping your temperature. You could feel the tears forming on your eyes, too quickly to stop them.

"Hey hey" Armin said "what is it? are you in pain?"

He got closer, trying to figure out what was happening. You just shook your head no and embraced him tightly. He hugged you back, kissing your temple and rubbing your back.

"It's okay, love. Whatever it is you can tell me"

"Not now, just hug me" you said, voice all weird due to your sore throat.

He shifted your position to cuddle you more comfortably. After long minutes of just embracing one another, Armin reached for the mug and the small capsule of fever medicine, offering both to you.

"Ginger, lemon and honey" he said "granpa used to heal every illness with this, I might be biased but it used to work wonders"

You had to battle even more tears, he made you tea!

"Thank you" you said, taking a sip and immediatly making a face.

"I know, it doesn't really taste good, sorry love" he said "but I promise it will help"

You took another sip, the ginger was strong, but you trusted Armin with your life, he was caring for you after all.

"No medicine tastes good" you commented.

Armin chuckled. You finished the tea, already feeling the exhaustion creep on you.

"Tired?" he asked.

You nodded. He took the mug from your hands and motioned for you to lay down in bed, covering you with the sheets.

"Try to sleep a little more, I'll be here when you wake up"

You grab him before he can stand up.

"Stay with me, please"

He smiles and leaves the empty mug on the bedside table. Soon he lays in bed, holding you close. You relax into his arms and silently thank the universe for sending such a caring partner.

#oh yes #me projecting my life scenarios #pls armin why are you fictional #i need him #armin arlert #armin x reader #armin x you #armin x gnreader #armin x male reader #armin x fem reader

[ickymichi]

BOUND 2

::aot x instagram::

includes: eren, jean, connie, armin, sasha, mikasa

warnings: lit none just u guys being cute couples, male reader, gn version is linked below.

note: this counts as posting bc i said so.

gender neutral version

#aot x reader #attack on titan x male reader #attack on titan x reader #eren x reader #eren x male reader #armin x reader #armin x male reader #connie x reader #jean x reader #jean x male reader #sasha x reader #mikasa x male reader #mikasa x reader

[sallyastral]

could you do male! winged/angel! Reader hcs with Reiner and/or Armin?

Hello hello, thank you for your request! I choose to do Armin for now, but if I have more time I could try and make Reiner!

Okay, he was definitely shocked when he found out about your wings;

Armin found out when he saw you trying to fly above the Walls, and literally screamed out of surprise;

He was amazed and confused at first, but considering the shit he's seen in his life nothing surprises him anymore;

Shock was soon replaced by excitement in the next thirty seconds;

He started asking you so many questions, how did you get those wings, how are they made, how do they work;

Armin loves your wings to death, and is absolutely amazed to see them and touch then whenever you give him the chance;

He also combs them and makes sure you keep them well and take care of them;

He also used them as a pillow once;

Whenever you take flight, he instantly starts to run after you, eyes fixated on you, eyes wide with wonder;

When he trains in the forest with the ODM gear, you always follow him and fly by his side to make sure he doesn't fall;

You two also use to take flights around Paradis' Walls, with him hanging from your arms screaming to not let him fall or him sitting on your back holding on you for dear life;

And when the Paradis'military discovered the sea, you also brought him to fly over the Ocean<3

Aaand this is all! I hope you enjoyed these headcanons and feel free to request more!

#attack on titan #aot fandom #aot #x reader #headcanon #headcanons request #aot headcanons #armin arlert #armin x male reader

[huachengscrustybandages]

Do Armin headcanons bestie 👉👈

Ight bet. Armin for me is GOD. So ofc. Is it okay if I do NSFW and SFW hcs-?? +This is my first ask and my first time writing so I hope you like it- Enjoy. ^^

Tags!!!: Cringe, Cockwarming, Oral (Reader Receiving)

A/N: After a year of coming back to this I realized how much this sucks and might delete it

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~SFW Headcanons~

-Armin would 100% cuddle you whenever he gets the chance to.

-For example, you would be sitting on the couch and Armin would just plop himself right next to you and start nuzziling his face into your neck.

-Doesn't matter if you are in public or private, he'll do it either way. He doesn't care about the stares you guys get.

-You'll legit have to pry him off of you.

"Min. Stop."

"Why? You are so warm."

-He'll sometimes make you dinner or baked treats. Why? Because he loves the way your face lights up after seeing them.

"You baked these for me? They look delicious Minny!!"

"It's no big deal my dear."

-I feel like if you're are sick, he'll be the most attentive boyfriend.

-Hungry? He'll made you soup. Tired? He'll fluff your pillow and cover you all up in blankets and pillows!

-I feel like he wouldn't care if he got sick, he would still stick next to you till you are better.

"Minny. You'll get sick!"

"Who cares about that?"

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Smut Below The Cut

~NSFW Headcanons~

-Ngl, I feel like Armin is into cockwarming.

-He just loves the way your pussy/ass sucks him in.

"Minny~! I'm close~!"

"That's good. Cream on my cock/Cream my dear.~"

-Armin is either into really soft sex or really hardcore sex. Like he would piston into you at a non-human pace.

"A-a-A-ArmIN!! S-s-SloW dow-N!"

"Mm. I can't my dear Y/N. argh~ It feels TOO good."

-I feel like Armin is REALLY into eating you out/sucking you off. So much so you will have too pull his head away just to breath.

"Minny~!! 'ts too much!~" // You would try to push his head away.

"But it tastes too good!" // He would whine gripping your thighs.

#armin smut #armin fluff #snk x reader #snk armin #aot x reader #armin arlert x reader #armin aot #armin x reader #armin x fem reader #armin x male reader #armin x gender neutral reader

[sirens-fanfiction]

Armin Arlert x Reader(Y/N) How You Meet

You sighed contentedly as you walked into your local library. You had the day off from work along with being free from any of your college classes. "Excuse me sir could you point me to the history section?" You asked a cute blonde boy with a bowl cut.

"Sure." He said with a smile standing up from where he had been placing returned book on the bottom of a shelf.

"They are right this way in the 900s section." He instructed as he lead you to the section.

"Oh and to help narrow down you search 900 is general History, 910 is Geography and Travel, 920 is Biography and Genealogy, 930 is Ancient World History, 940 is European History, 950 is Asian History, 960 is African History, 970 is North American History, 980 is South American History, and 990 is History of other areas." He said rather shyly with a blush at the end.

" You seem to know a lot about the History section." You compliment after thanking him. You smiled at him as he blushed.

"Oh thank you. I-I guess I do. I do spent quite a bit of time in this section." He stuttered still blushing.

"My name is y/n. What's yours?" You asked him browsing some of the books.

"Armin Arlert." He replied looking at the book you had just pulled of the shelf to get a closer look at.

"That's a good book. It really gives a lot of detail." He said smiling at you.

"You like European history?" You asked excited that he might share the same interest. He nodded.

"It's really fascinating even if some people find it boring. I can show you some of my other favourites if you like." He offered.

"Oh thank you. I'd appreciate that a lot." You replied as you watched him grab several books off the shelf.

"Here," He said handing you the books, " These are my top 5. I hope you enjoy them. I have to get back to re-shelving books now." He said starting to walk away.

"Oh thank you again. I'm sorry I kept you so long. I hope I see you around again some time Armin" You said waving as you walking to the front to check out your library books.

#snk #aot x you #aot #armin x y/n #armin aot #armin snk #armin x male reader #armin x reader #armin x fem reader #attack on titan #attack on titan armin

[disillusionedstories]

a rose , dropped in the city center which sprials into my hand >> armin && male reader ;; ((SFW))

The Wednesday evening light shone off of the puddles of water on the ground of Tokyo, the glass, sky-high buildings reflecting the sunset as hundreds of people flock to shops and homes alike.

This was where Y/N L/N loved the most, in all of Japan. Sure, the sakura trees were stunning in bloom, sure, the countryside was straight out of an anime, but he preferred the bustling city life-- especially during twilight.

You could always find him perched on a bench or an outside seating area of a cafe or restaurant, watching the hundreds of people scurry across his vision like moths to a flame. He enjoyed relishing in the fact that they all had separate lives that he would never understand or experience for his own-- the type of feeling that brings nostalgia to one's own life.

What beauty in self-reflection, in the midst of Tokyo's largest tourist trap. What elegance in retreating to a hotel when the clock strikes nine and being unable to sleep. What sturdiness to wake up the next day and go right back to that same cafe, to that same table, to that same latte.

To others, this may have been considered a boring ritual, but to Y/N, rituals and routines were his whole life. Until, a singular rose petal shattered his strong barriers with its pure love.

The blonde-haired man's name was Armin Arlert. He, like Y/N, was twenty three years old, but unlike Y/N, called Japan his home. One morning, just as Y/N was sitting down at his usual cafe, he noticed that this time, the seat next to his was occupied by none other than Armin-- carrying a few rose flowers, which, when questioned later, claimed they were for his boss.

At first, the two did not talk much. They both ordered, and got their drinks, all without saying a word. Until, just as Y/N finished his latte, a rose petal dropped from one of the flowers onto the floor just by the boy's chair.

As a kind gesture, Y/N picked up the flower and returned it to the then-stranger, who bowed his head in thanks-- And then, finally, words began to fly.

"What's your name?"

"Where are you from?"

"Me too!"

"Can I have your number?"

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[ambassadorarlert]

a compilation of some of my personal armin head canons. lmk if i should do another. this is kinda long, sorry not sorry. <33 NSFW 18+ ONLY MDNI

scorpio sun, virgo moon, capricorn rising.

- sun in scorpio: emotional and compassionate / intense and mysterious

- moon in virgo: service minded and shy / analytical and judgmental

- rising in capricorn: loyal and ambitious / unfulfillment and drudgerous

armin is the sweetest person to exist ever

- treats you the way he wants to be treated and more than you ever thought you could ever deserve.

- would rather die first than to hurt your feelings

- and when he does it’s never on purpose and it’s always sorry for it and will try to make up anyway he can

- always goes out of his way to make things easier for you

- his love languages are acts of service, physical touch, and quality time

- if your space is kinda messy he’ll do his best to reorganize and clean up for you

- needs to live in your skin. hugs often. holds your hand any chance he can. plays with your hair. lays in your lap. touchy touchy touchy

- date nights ever weekend, or every other weekend. tries to go somewhere nice and do something grand once in a while.

- he’s too embarrassed for full fledged PDA, but chaste kissing and holding hands is okay.

neurodivergent

- might be on the spectrum. you kinda gotta squint.

- has some kind of sleep disorder like insomnia or parasomnia.

- prone to nightmares

- also has depression, ptsd, anxiety

- does not take medication, like an antidepressant, even though he should

- he tries not to lay around too much when he’s around you or staying at your place, but when he’s alone in his own home he can stay in bed for literal days.

- his grandfather is getting older and his parents died when he was young so he has looming anxiety of death and losing people he loves.

- also has separation anxiety. he’s like one of those howling cats when their owner leaves for work.

- is kind of a picky eater. goes out and orders either alfredo pasta or chicken tenders.

- will stay up rlly rlly late until he can’t stand it

- drools in his sleep so if he’s laying on you, there’s a little wet spot lmao gross

anxious attachment style

- you remind him every single day that you love him, that he’s the only one for you, and that you’re happy in your relationship

- but he just can’t help not feeling adequate and good enough so sometimes his insecurities bleed out into other things.

- it gives him peace of mind that your location is on and he can see where you are.

- he goes through your following almost every day to see if anything has changed.

- will sometimes ask “do you know this guy?” when he sees you’ve gotten a new follower or if someone leaves a comment on one of your pics.

- super cyber stalker. if somebody leaves a nasty comment he can find their full name, place of employment, where they went to school, and their grandma’s facebook.

- he definitely screenshots the ugly stuff and sends it to their family. and says “this is how your offspring talks to people online” and that he “doesn’t appreciate you being treated this way.”

- other ppl would think he’s doing too much and sometimes it is but you know and understand him better than most people ever would.

- goes through your stuff when you’re not there

- he’s not looking for anything in particular, he just likes looking through things and seeing what you have

- smells everything. lotions and body washes. perfumes and hair products. reads the ingredients in your skin care. doesn’t know what any of it does.

- wears your house robe when you’re not there either. walks through the halls like a student at hogwarts.

cares for your animals when you’re gone or need help

- befriends whatever pet you have.

- your aloof and distant cat adores him and crawls in his lap.

- your dog follows him in every room and waits for him outside the bathroom. he cannot escape.

- if the litter box needs to be cleaned, he’ll do it.

- he’ll walk your dog and pick up your yard. might try to teach your dog a few new things.

- he’ll feed whatever you got in your cages or tank and refills all bowls and water

- gives them extra treats and snacks just because

passionate and sensual

- sex isn’t just sex for him. it’s like another way to connect emotionally with one another and be completely vulnerable and experiment with things.

- always has his mind in the gutter and is always down to jump your bones. or have you jump his bones.

- is a switch, equally enjoys being dominant and submissive.

- when he’s being dominant he wants to consume every piece of you. he kisses you everywhere, touches you everywhere, reminds you that you’re his and no one else’s.

- whispers to you about how good you feel around him. how tight you are. he loves the way you sound. he wants to stuff you full of his cock. likes to bend you over and watch how wet you get and watches his cum dripping out of you.

- wants to breed you so bad but alas. birth control.

- tries to convince you to get off of it. that you don’t need it and whatever happens, happens, and that he can support you.

- when he’s submissive, he whines and mews. he’s begging for more, harder, faster, uses his manners and says please and thank you like a good boy <33

- he turns you down most of the time when you wanna suck his dick, but he can never get enough of eating you out.

- his favorite positions are prone bone, doggy, missionary ofc, and when you ride him

- once he’s in sub-space there’s no coming out of it until he cums.

- his bookmarks on twitter is literally all porn, and he likes some weird stuff.

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[huboi]

﹒⪩🕹️⪨﹐I WANNA RIDE﹐♡

╰┈➤ summary; how they react when you ride them

╰┈➤ includes; gn! afab reader, switch! reader, switch! characters, reverse cowgirl, cowgirl, spanking, choking, hair pulling, p in v — jjk (gojo satoru, geto suguru, kento nanami, choso kamo, sukuna ryomen, toji fushiguro), aot — (eren jeager, armin arlert, jean krischtien, connie springer, reiner braun, porco galliard, levi ackerman, erwin smith), genshin impact — (kaeya alberich, diluc ragnivnder, zhongli, xiao, thoma, cyno, tighnari)

╰┈➤ a/n; minors dni! this is 18+ content

THE WHIMPERERS

when you ride him, 9/10 you have to take charge despite him starting off as the dom, as he just becomes too pussy drunk to really think of anything other than your pussy squeezing his cock. you have to shut him up a lot too, as he’s too damn loud, you usually do this via making out with him, your hands against his shoulders to help move yourself up and down.

(jjk) — gojo satoru, CHOSO KAMO (aot) — armin arlert, REINER BRAUN (genshin) — XIAO, THOMA

THE GROANERS

when you ride him, he’ll let you think you’re in charge for the first few minutes, but as soon as he wants to go harder and faster, this man will grab your hips and just pound into you from behind, watching as your ass jiggles against his thighs.

this man will be groaning through the entire thing too, right into your ear to be an ass about it, as he knows that just gets you even more riled up than before, he will spank your ass in this position too, so once you’re finished you won’t be able to sit for a good week or two

(jjk) — KENTO NANAMI, sukuna ryomen, TOJI FUSHIGURO (aot) — jean krischtien, connie springer, ERWIN SMITH (genshin) — ZHONGLI

THE MOANERS

this man fucking moans, low key moans more than you do in this position. wanna be a menace and make him moan more? pull his hair, pull his fucking hair, he can take it like the slut he is

if you spit in his mouth, that just gets him even more riled up, yes this motherfucker is kinky as shit. likes the feeling of your chest pressed against his, also enjoys the intimacy of seeing your facial expressions whilst you use him like a dildo

and that’s why you love him so much <3

(jjk) — geto suguru (aot) — EREN JEAGER, levi ackerman (genshin) — KAEYA ALBERICH, diluc ragnivnder, cyno, TIGHNARI

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I DON’T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY ALL BELONG TO THE PEOPLE THAT MADE THE SHOW/GAME THEY’RE FROM

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[quality-street-rat]

Y/n, gently cradling Armin's face in his hands: My love, I have fascinating news

Armin: ....why are your hands sticky?

Y/n: I spilled superglue but that's not important, my news is---

Armin: Y/n!!!!

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[crisalidaseason]

Mad Guerrila and Irritatingly Logical Commander

Part two of my Commander and Guerrila story. Corrections were made because Tumblr hates me

Summary: Armin comes back half a year after the encounter with the guerrilla. He misses them, but not the only one who does. Tags: mentions of political persecution, mostly light hearted and attempt to be funny, just a sprinkle of angst, Armin fakes confidence a lot, Armin is a little sassy, reader is chaos, reader is conflicted, reader has a fake name (Kai), Arthur is a father figure for everyone, you love the braus family. Jean and Connie (they are TW)

Armin watched as the ship docked and the eager passengers started to leave in a chaotic hurry. Eldia was never crowded with visitors, but the amount of ships was still bizarre for such a small and extremely vigilant island. Armin could never really say that he missed that place, it had lost the sense of home years ago, when all the ties to that land left him wounded. The only reason he was still stepping foot there had to do with Mikasa, to check on her safety and well being. Of course, he also had the agreements to fulfill and the endless reports to narrate to the army. He hated that every visit had his neck on a rope, but there was nothing he could do about that.

“Hey, we should hurry” Jean stopped beside him “the sooner we report, the faster we get to visit Mikasa”

Armin nodded, sighing deeply. He went to his private and small room on the ship to collect his luggage and walked towards the ship’s disembarkation spot. Jean was already waiting for him, alongside Reiner and Connie.

“Pieck and Annie?” the blond asked.

Connie pointed to the pier area, where the two women waited for them. Armin could not blame them, crossing the ocean for so long was taking a tool on all of them. That three month trip back to Eldia was the longest they ever went through. Armin joined his comrades, leaving the ship and heading towards the two women. A few employees of the small harbor were beside them and soon the workers were offering to put their belongings in a relatively new auto.

“Queen Historia’s guests, am I right?” one of the men asked “we were requested to take you to the main headquarters”

Armin tried not to grunt out of frustration and let go of his luggage so the man could take it. He was hoping that the army would not ask for more than a few hours of his attention, but Armin guessed that luck was never on his side. He motioned for Annie and Pieck to approach and the group divided themselves into two autos. The trip was short, about 15 minutes, but enough to irritate the former commander since the engine was too warm and noisy. Also, the driver seemed to make everything on their power to shake the auto around and hit every bump on the street.

“Here we are” the driver said, with a strange voice.

Armin left the car, adjusting his clothes. He turned to take his luggage and almost had a heart attack once he glanced at the driver’s profile. Whatever noise of surprise he was about to let out was strongly drowned.

What are they doing here?!

“Thank you” Jean said to the driver, oblivious to Armin’s sudden frozen frame.

The driver had a thick beret and a standard harbor staff uniform. But Armin could recognize that profile in an instant, never able to forget that face.

“Armin, you’re okay?” Jean touched his shoulder.

Snapping back to reality, he took his luggage, eyes deviating from the not-really-stranger.

“Thank you” he said to the driver.

Armin wanted to scream. How was he supposed to concentrate on anything knowing that the guerrilla was his driver?

He saw the small and discreet smirk on their face before they restarted the engine and left. Armin shook his head and entered the building, feeling like his feet were made of clouds, the companions giving him concerned looks but not asking anything. The army greeted them and directed their belongings to the many rooms in the headquarters. Soon, they were locked in a meeting room, where everyone spent the afternoon giving a report. Armin had to focus really hard not to be incoherent, mind still on the driver, while Jean gave his report of the latest agreement with the south meridian countries. Armin could only think about how to find the guerrilla again.

Did they work as a driver or…was that just for Armin? He wanted to believe the latter, but there was no way they knew his party would arrive today.

Were they insane? Probably yes. Parading themselves into military territory as if they were not a political enemy, one that almost died from a bullet wound months ago.

“Mr. Arlert” a voice brought him back. The eldian army’s commander looked at him as if he was a stupid little insect on his way.

Armin had memorized the auto’s appearance, maybe he could find them by searching for the machine? He had to. Now that fate gave him a sight of their face, Armin had to see them again.

“Yes, sir” Armin replied, trying to play the usual composure.

“We must have a response from the east islands as soon as possible, look into that”

Armin nodded. Holding his tongue to not insult the man in front of him. Finally, the meeting was declared finished when the last sun rays were already leaving.

“We should eat something” Pieck suggested “maybe going out for a homemade meal nearby, I genuinely don’t want to have dinner with the soldiers”

Armin nodded, the other ones also agreeing. A few minutes later, the group of six were sharing a meal in a small inn, where a young girl was singing and playing some percussion instrument that Armin was not familiar with. The ambience was calm and the group could almost forget about their tiring day and heavy burden of duty. The former commander could say he was finally enjoying a meal for the first time in ages, watching as Annie and Pieck made fun of Connie’s lack of table manners, even if they were both just as bad. Jean was calmly eating, Reiner laughing at Connie’s antics but also keeping a calmer stance. Armin never grew close to Reiner or Pieck, but he could recognize their effort. Mostly, he was closer to Jean and maybe Annie, when she was not being insufferable with him. Looking at his comrades, he imagined if the mad-guerrilla had moments like these.

Did they have occasional dinners with their comrades?

Are their friends still alive?

Are they able to just be publicly laughing and enjoying music like Armin was?

He imagined many of those answers were a dry and sad No. He looked around, hoping that any moment he would see that familiar face come inside the inn, sit beside him and talk the night away. A delusional part of Armin wanted to take them to dinner, only the two of them, sharing things about themselves and laughing. Armin wanted to know their favorite food, the books they liked the most, their saddest moments, the happy memories. That was so stupid, he should not be so attached to someone that still remained unnamed to him.

“Come on, let’s head back” Jeans voice brought him back “You’re getting too wild, Connie”

Their journey back to the headquarters was filled with Connie and Jean’s bickering. Armin could not help but remember a third person in between them, a sad reminder that things were incomplete. He accompanied Pieck and Annie to their room for safety measures, wishing them a good night and rest, and after making sure the others were safe in their rooms he finally headed to his own. It was small with no windows, probably nothing more than a regular captain’s room, which Armin was not upset about but he could see the mockery the military made of him. Every time he came to this forsaken island, the extremists made sure to humiliate his revoked status. Armin shook his head, choosing not to dwell into those thoughts, he opened his bag to fetch some sleeping clothes and found a piece of paper inside.

You look very handsome in tailored clothing. It was nice seeing you again. Don’t look for me!!

When did this happen? How did they even slip a paper inside his bag? And how dare they just appear in Armin’s life, completely spin his world, and just say “don’t look for me”?

Armin changed his clothes and laid in bed, taking the piece of paper with him. He looked at the handwriting, not dainty but not bad either, just a common handwriting. The ink had horrible quality, which made Armin fear that the message would not last much longer on the paper. He wanted to keep it forever. Turning the paper, he almost missed a faint scribble mark on the back. Now, his years sending small letters to Mikasa during cadet training were enough to teach him some things. He took a small piece of charcoal from his writing kit, softly gliding it on the surface of the paper, revealing a hidden message.

What’s the dumbest place to die?

He smiled, too big of a smile for his own good. That guerrilla might be mad, but he was the one losing his mind.

---

You were feeding Pots when the young boy called you.

“Dad told me to warn you that they arrived”

Ivan left just as quickly as he came, leaving you an anxious mess.

“Wish me luck, roommate” you said to the horse.

You closed the horse stall, slowly making your way to the front of the stable. You did not come often to Arthur’s farm, but when you did he always left the horse feeding duties to you.

“payment for the blood I had to clean” he told you when you visited him after the incident.

You gladly did it. Whatever payment you could give Arthur would never compare to the mercy he offered not only to you, but to many other people. He had a long history of harboring runaways there and he had been doing so for a while. You tried to visit him as much as you could, warning the Braus family of any attacks your people were elaborating, making sure they were not harmed. His big family never asked about your alliance with the rioters, but you knew they were aware of it.

“You grow taller every time I see you” Arthur’s voice could be heard from the stable.

He was speaking to a tall man, with dark blond hair and a rather sparse beard. He was indeed very tall. Beside him, there was another tall and large man, with lighter blonde hair. You did not recognize them at all, but they had the physique of soldiers. You were never enlisted in the corps back in the day, but you saw their training enough to understand how hard it shaped them.

“You’re probably shrinking, old man” the tall dark blond man said.

From the auto parked in front of the house, two beautiful women left alongside a buzzed headed man. The women were on the shorter side, one blonde and the other brunette. You recognized the blond woman, she was one of the reasons your district was ruined years ago during a titan fight. Such a small person and that much damage. You always found it odd how she roamed free amongst her enemies, but you had your fair share of ‘working with the devil’.

“Commander, it’s been a while” Arthur’s voice was excited.

The man that haunted your thoughts was there. Pretty as ever, and handsome at the same time, he stood in an elegant and casual outfit. He looked good in blue, too good for your focus to work properly. You observed as he greeted Arthur, speaking something you could not concentrate on enough. The group entered the home, but Arthur stopped Armin from going inside, whispering something to him. Armin looked in the direction of the stables, nodding to the older man and quickly walking over.

You felt like your heart would give up any moment. Arthur, you son of a-

Trying to calm your drumming heart, you waited for the man to enter the stable. Your eyes refused to leave his beautiful frame while he got closer and closer. He finally opened the wooden gate, looking around and spotting you leaning on the wall.

“Hello, Commander. Good to see you alive” you said.

He just stood there, looking at you as if you were a ghost. Was he always that awkward?

“Did you unlearn how to speak?” you said again.

His surprised expression soon turned upset.

“Are you completely and utterly mad?” he finally replied.

Excuse me? What the actual fuck?

“Excuse me?”

“You are literally a target and the first time I see you again is when your mad self drives me directly into army territory?”

“Oh, that? I do that all the time. How do you think I gather information?”

He threw his hands in the air, flabbergasted.

“You do this often!” he exclaimed.

“Um, yes! That’s exactly how I am able to watch them without being noticed. People don’t look at their drivers” you explained.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, but the smile betrayed his upset feelings.

“This is exactly why you end up bleeding in stables” he mocked you “I received your note, by the way. How did you even slip that into my bag?”

“I have my ways” you said “Did you like my note?”

You could see his cheeks and nose get progressively more red. For someone as handsome and seemingly confident you did not imagine him being so shy regarding compliments, especially when he was so quick to scold you for doing your literal job!

“It’s good to see you well” he said “how’s the wound?”

You lifted your shirt a little, showing him the faint and jagged line that adorned your skin.

“It’s ugly, I filed a formal complaint about the nurse”

He chuckled, shaking his head.

“Formal complaints require a name and, if I recall well, you don’t have a name, Guerrilla”

“I do have one, and stop calling me that!” you complained.

“When you give me a name” he replied “even a-”

“Even a fake one” you completed “not happening, Commander. Besides, I am hungry and Arthur owes me food”

You walked past Armin, making an effort to bump into him, smiling annoyingly once he complained. He soon followed you into the farm house.

“You’re visiting him often?”

“Not really, I still keep a good distance between my visits” you said “just to make sure nobody is on my shadow”

“You had any troubles with the soldiers lately?”

“Not really, I was laying low for a few months. I returned to my duties a few weeks ago” you replied “and what about you? It’s been almost half a year since I saw my personal nurse”

“Diplomatic trips. Always takes too long and the ship trips are endless” he complained, rubbing his neck as if the tiredness still clung to him.

Even in your feverish state a few months ago, you could see he was a very tired man. A tiredness that was not only physical. You knew he was only one or two years older than you, but he acted as if he lived so much more. You guessed it was understandable, sometimes you also felt like you lived too long.

“That seems awful” you were not certain of what to say “but at least you’re back”

“Yes”

He was about to open the front door to you when you stopped him.

“Um, your friends are there. Let’s not mention my…political status?” you said “me and Arthur have a lie made up. I’m his occasional employee”

“Oh, alright” he said “I assume I should keep my nurse activities in secret as well”

“Yes”

He nodded and you let him open the door.

“Excuse me for a moment. I’ll be right back” he said, disappearing into the home.

Odd. You thought. You went to the backyard, where Arthur was preparing the table for dinner, Nicollo nowhere in sight, probably still cooking in the kitchen. You greeted a few of his kids, whose names you never remembered well, but they were nice enough.

“So you decided to join us for dinner this time? I wonder why” Arthur said to you, a stupid grin on his face.

“Shut up” you mouthed to him.

He laughed. You helped him prepare the table by placing all the plates and cutlery. You never stayed for dinner and usually ate whatever plate Arthur gave you on the stables or front porch. He would always invite you to join the table, but you were scared of getting even more attached and always declined. Your gratitude towards the Braus family, Arthur in particular, was already more than enough. The old man seemed to never take it personally though, which you appreciated.

“All done” Arthur said “let's bring the food and call everyone”

Soon enough, dinner was fully set and everyone was already taking their seat. You saw as the other new faces arrived, their eyes focusing on you. Looking at your plate, you avoided looking up and tried to remain as invisible as possible. Joining for dinner was a mistake, all for a boy you were stupidly infatuated with. You had a complicated enough life, adding strange romantic feelings was stupid.

“How rude of me” Arthur’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts “everyone, this is Kai, my helper from time to time”

He put a hand on your shoulder, patting it slightly. He pointed at the new faces, presenting their names to you. Knowing your wonderful memory, you would probably forget or mix them up soon enough.

“Nice to meet you” Armin said “Kai”

He had a very innocent and warm expression. Piece of shit, you were going to slap that pretty face when opportunity came.

---

Armin had a hard time keeping his attention on other people. He wanted to speak openly with one specific person, ask them many questions and sit by them. He could not do it, of course, not without raising any suspicion. Glancing at them from across the table, he noticed that they seemed shy, which was not something Armin expected from them.

Kai. Was it their real name? It did not matter, he thought it fit them even if it was fake.

Mikasa kicked him softly under the table. He looked at his longtime friend, her face questioning and her eyes slightly moving to Kai. Was he that obvious? or just enough for Mika to notice? He just shrugged, turning his attention back to Jean and Connie’s bickering with Ivan.

“Kai, right?” Mikasa’s voice was low, but clear “I saw you around a few times, but I never presented myself. Mikasa”

Armin tried not to choke on his food. He had the sensation Mikasa would make him pay for all the teasing regarding her and Annie’s situationship.

“Pleasure to meet you” they shook Mikasa’s hand, face a little stunned.

Thankfully, their initial conversation was ordinary. He noticed Kai would give many vague answers, probably to preserve their identity, but enough to engage Mikasa. He was slowly dragged into conversation.

“So, are all of you old comrades?” Kai asked at some point.

“Most of us” Armin replied “we all joined in the same year. Although me and Mikasa know one another the longest, about…twelve or thirteen years”

“Wow” Kai replied, face slightly thoughtful.

“A blessing and a curse” Mikasa broke the momentaneous silence “he can be irritatingly logical sometimes”

Kai laughed, agreeing. Anyone outside would not read too much into it, but Armin knew they were recalling their first meeting on the horse stall.

“I also happen to be a very good friend” he replied to Mikasa, slightly kicking her under the table.

Dinner lasted for a few hours, Arthur sent his kids to the main home to prepare for bed while the older ones carried all the dishes back to the outside kitchen. Armin saw as Kai took washing duties. Arthur tried to argue that it was his turn to do it, but they shooed him away.

“Leave, old man” they said “they’re my dishes now”

“Dishes are not a part of your labor contract” he argued.

“We don’t have a contract, besides I’ll be nice and do it for free” Kai replied “to relieve your old knee articulations”

Armin smiled watching the interaction, already aware of the stubborn behavior they sported. He soon took place beside them, with a cloth in hands.

“Let me dry and put the dishes away” Armin whispered, already taking a few plates.

Kai nodded and Armin was the happiest man on earth at that moment. The two stood there, one washing and the other drying the dishes. The kitchen was getting empty, with the others going inside the house, most likely taking their catch up conversations to the living room. Mikasa was still there though, stacking the last dirty dishes next to you.

“Can you two handle it? I’m a little tired today from all the errands” she said.

“Yes” Armin replied “have good night, Mika. Make sure Annie sleeps or else she gets insufferable in the morning”

She pinched him on the side, with enough strength to bend him a little. He could not help tease her about Annie, though. He smiled at her in an apologetic way, wishing her a good night.

“Hi” he said once Mikasa left.

“Hey” Kai replied.

The only sound was the water flowing from the tap and the laughter in the distance. Occasionally, Armin’s elbows would brush on their arms, sending stupid warm sensations to his body. Once the dishes were done, he leaned on the counter, not sure of what to do.

“We should go back to the house” Kai said.

“I know” he said.

None of them moved. He was looking at his shoes and glancing at Kai from time to time. Everything was so stupid and awkward and pretty. He hated it.

“It was fun” he finally said “to be able to talk to you again”

“Yes” they said.

He stood straight, slightly bouncing on his feet and thinking about getting closer. Kai seemed to read that and spared him the decision, stepping in his direction.

“Are you…staying?” they asked.

“A few weeks probably” he said “I'll leave for some representative meetings but I’m always coming back here whenever I can. To check on Mikasa”

“You two are very close. That’s nice of you, visiting her”

“I suppose, but considering that she is too distracted flirting with my team mate I kinda feel left out” He said “jokes aside, I’ll be around more often”

He wanted Kai to know how much he longed to see them more often.

“Then you’ll probably see me a few more times” Kai said.

“I am counting on that”

The two fell silent again. Armin wondered if he said too much, if he crossed any limits with that. He was not dumb, he was confident that they at least had a small interest in him, but doubts were always a presence in his life.

“Armin…” they paused, looking down at their feet. Their hands moved strangely, as if they did not know what to do with them.

He encouraged them to speak. Kai lifted their head, looking Armin in the eyes and stepping closer again. He felt his breath trap within his chest, his heart drumming.

“I never properly expressed my gratitude the first time. I know I called your sewing abilities ugly, and they are, but I am genuinely thankful for what you did”

He smiled. He wondered if they did that on purpose or if brutal honesty was just their personality. It did not seem intentional sometimes.

“Anyway, I just wanted you to know that I would be glad to…know you more”

“So do I” he said “as long as you want to, of course”

A few long moments passed, where both just stood there facing one another.

“We should get inside, It’s getting colder” they said.

“We should” he agreed.

Nobody moved. Armin had been much physically closer to Kai before, when they were injured, but that moment felt too intimate. He felt a strange trance that would not let him move away, but only push them closer.

“Wow. You’re very close” Kai said.

Armin immediately took a step back. Feeling like he did something wrong.

“I’m so sorry-”

“No, No, you idiot. I didn’t mean-” Kai sighed loudly, stepping closer again “How many more signs I’ll have to send you?”

Signs? Were they thinking the same he was thinking? Or was Armin foolishly delusional and thinking something completely inaccurate?

“Do you know what a kiss is or you’ve been too long in the military?” Kai spat, crossing their arms.

Armin held no single coherent thought in his head. They were thinking what he was thinking, but what would happen then? He had never daydreamed this far. He was not stupid, he had a few romantic interactions before, but none had the same connection he was building with Kai. Armin lacked any substantial flirting abilities.

“I think I broke him” they said again, waving their hand in front of Armin’s face.

“Sorry, I just…” Armin stuttered “Um. You’re just very bold and I’m so lost”

“Mikasa said you were irritatingly logical” they replied “what would the next irritatingly logical step now?”

He was a disaster. The chance to woo gracefully was already destroyed, he might as well be awkward.

“I would ask you politely if I can give you a kiss”

Kai grinned, trying to hide it behind their hand.

“You’re so stupid, but so so adorable” they said “I demand a kiss on the lips, Commander. Now”

He chuckled, cooling his warm and red face with his hands. It did not help and his face was still very much red when he softly kissed that absolutely mad guerrilla under the orange lamp of the outside kitchen.

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[levisforgottentea]

“Come on baby, you can do one more cant ya?”

Armin’s legs wobbled with every single thrust, he whimpered as he put his head down in shame but you grabbed his chin and (lovingly) slapped his cheek.

“H-hey now..! They’ll hea-hear-“

He got cut off by his own breath as he let out a whimper. You chuckled before pushing him up to switch the position, two hands on his chest and he threw his head back in pleasure.

“Commander Arlert? Sir are you there?”

Swallowing his own words, you answer for him as you slap a hand over his mouth.

“He’s busy with paperwork. The meeting is called off”

The footsteps of the cadet faded in the distance and you smirk as you speed up and his eyes roll back into his skull.

An: armin is way too breedable. Also please shoot me some asks😋

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[3smos]

warning: twt links. sub character. very tiny drabble. ruined orgasm. masterbation.

poor armin, always so kind and sweet to you, only for you to never return the treatment :(

he's whimpering, begging for a normal release, yet you just won't let him have it. it's not like he means it either.

he enjoys being dumb and helpless.

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unlike the blond boy, eren can never take 'no' for an answer.

"no touching yourself without premission", he's sending videos of him jerking off while you're at work, hoping for a punishment.

eren gets really disappointed when you don't anything to him. he wants to be pushed past his limits. when he doesn't gets his way, he turns into a frustrated mess and simply takes care of himself.

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