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berryblosom · 6 months

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PET NAMES 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

EREN: babygirl, My love

It is very rare that Eren uses your name, he always calls you babygirl no matter where you are. You've gotten so used to it now to the point you turn around when anyone says it thinking it's your boyfriend behind you. "Mornin babygirl." Eren greets you with a back hug in the early hours of the morning. You can see from the reflection in bathroom mirror that his long hair is a complete mess and that hes still asleep on your shoulder. "Good morning Ren, what you want for breakfast." He lifts his head off your shoulder and turns you around by your hips, soap was all over your face but that didn't stop Eren from pecking your lips until you had to push him off you "Anything you want. I don't mind." You swipe the back of your hand on his lips getting the soap off and smile up at your boyfriend. "Pancakes sound good?" He nods while leaving the bathroom. "Of coure babygirl."

When Eren is in trouble he know that calling your babygirl will not slide and will end up with him crying in the corner. He's always been erratic and hot headed which you didn't mind. It was nice to calm him down when he gets a little riled up, it showed you that he can trust and listen to you when he's in the wrong. However this time not even a tornado spinning towards him could've stopped Eren from beating the crap out of a guy who slapped your ass while the two of you were on a date. The guy was drunk and it normally wouldn't go past Eren yelling every curse word under the sun while you pull him away but the drunk man just had to run his mouth resulting in you driving home with a sulking baby beside you. "I don't get why you're mad at me, I was protecting you." He huffs resting his head against the window. "Which I appreciate but you went too far and you got hurt.” Your fingers lightly brush against his cheek, it was turning a nasty shade of purple and looked very painful. Eren leans into your touch understanding why you're upset "m'sorry my love, kiss it better for me will ya?" You chuckle at how easily his mood changed. "Nice try Ren."

Reiner: Beautiful, Angel

Reiner doesn't go a day without calling you beautiful wether as a pet name or just admiring you while you do mundane things. Recently you've been feeling a little down, worrying about your body and how you look. It normally didn't bother you but after a dress you purchased didn't quite fit it ruined your mood a little.

The door to your apartment opens up shaking you from your thoughts, you put the dress back in its bag and quickly run to greet your boyfriend. "Welcome home Rei.” You wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him in for a kiss as usual. It was your favourite part of the day when Reiner comes home. "How's my beautiful girl?" Your shrug your shoulders telling him you were fine. This made him worry, his favourite part of the day was coming home to your stories of what you did, even if it was just watching tv. "What wrong?" He hooks his arm under your legs swooping you up with ease and leads you to the bedroom.

"Nothing really, I was just think I might need to start a diet." He softly plops you on the bed his brows furrowed in confusion "why you’re beautiful as you are." You giggle scratching the stubble on his chin. "You say that cause you love me." He shrugs his shoulders. "True but it's more, your kind, thoughtful and most importantly healthy that's what makes you beautiful. You do not need to diet.” Your heart swells at his words and your couldn't help but attack him with kisses "I love you too Rei."

Reiner couldn't believe it when you agreed to be his girlfriend and still two years later he thinks your an angel that came from above just for him. He calls you his angel and he is your protector. However when a guy follows you home one night when he wasn't there he felt like the opposite. You assured Reiner that you were fine and that the man walked away when you alerted the security in your building but that didn't stop him from letting his thoughts spiral. "Reiner baby can you help me." You couldn't reach the plates on the top cabinet which annoyed you to no end, you try once more to reach them but your hand slips sending one of the plates flying down onto the floor.

"Y/N what happened?" Reiner comes running out of the bedroom when he hears the crash and your little yelp. He sees the broken glass and immediately rushes to put you on the counter away from it. "What were you thinking you should've waited for me!" You flinched a little, Reiner has never raised his voice to you and it honestly suprised you.

"I thought I had it Rei, l'm sorry." You voice wavers a little which just shatters his heart. He checks you for any cuts and lets out a sigh of relief when he doesn't find any. "I didn't mean to yell angel I was just worried." He kisses the inside of your palms travelling up to the crook of your neck. You could feel his body shaking and he couldn't seem to look into your eyes. "It was just a little glass Reiner, I'm fine promise." You lift his chin and his beautiful hazel eyes meet your own "Im sorry I wasn't there when that creep followed you home, l'm sorry I couldn't protect you." You pull in his shivering body for a hug letting him nuzzle against your chest. "Oh big guy that's why you've been glued to my hip all week. You were visiting you mother Reiner it wasn't your fault." He pulls away looking down at you, even on the counter your couldn't match Reiners height. "I know but-" "But nothing. You protect me all the time, I always feel safe with you." You kiss his nose and jump off the counter away from the glass "will you help me clean this up?" He smiles once again questioning if you're actually an Angel sent to love him "Anything for you angel."

Porco: Babe, Love

Porco isn't too big on pet names opting instead for your name but there are times when he calls you babe. Especially when someone gets a little too close to you and his usual sharp glare isn't enough to ward them off and remind people who you belong to. "Hey babe." Porco appears out of thin air behind where you sat talking to a friend from class. His first instinct is to place a kiss on your cheek while glaring at the poor guy trying to avoid eye contact.

"This guy bothering you?" He questions with a raised brow and a protective arm around your shoulder. You send a quick apologetic look to your friend who looked quite ready to pass out under your boyfriend gaze. "No this is my friend from class." You get up from your seat taking Porcos hand in yours "I'lI see you later." You wave good bye to your friend and lead your boyfriend away from the campus and towards the parking lot. "You don't have to do that every time you see me talking to a guy." You words where laced with annoyance but the soft grip you had on your boyfriend hand indicated to him you weren't that pissed. "Sorry I can't help it." You get to your car and lean against the door, Porcos protectiveness was sweet but when he drives away any friend you make that's when you have to step in. "Is there someone in that big head of yours telling you I want anyone else, hmm?" He looks down in shame deciding to ignore your comment on his head. "No there's not." He mumbles. You take his other hand in your gently stroking his knuckles. "Then why do you act like l'm gonna get snatched up by some guy." You wrap both of his hands around your waist and he immediately pulls you into a hug. "I-I still think you're too good for me, I guess l'm waiting for you to find someone better." You gasp lightly genuinely shocked that your boyfriend had these thoughts.

"I could never leave you, you have no idea how much I love you." Your grip round his shoulder tightened almost chocking him. "I love you too babe."

Porco calls you love in the comfort of the apartment the two of your share, constantly being teased by Pieck about how whipped he is for you was honestly bringing him closer to wringing her neck. You normally spent your weekends alone doing some chores while waiting from you boyfriend to come back from work but today he took the day off to stay cuddled in bed with you tightly wrapped in his arms. "Pock baby we need to get up." He groans at the nickname you picked up from Pieck, it's horrible but he hates it a little less coming from you. "Not yet love, just a couple more minutes." His lips softly kiss the crook of your neck and you almost fall for the tricks he pulls when he wants to get his way.

"I'm hungry let's get up and eat then we can come back." You attempt to get up but are pulled back within seconds. His legs come over yours trapping and stopping you from making a move.

"Just a little more time, please." He pleads and tries to kiss you again but you don't let him, he huffs and removes his legs from yours but his arms were still circling. "You're lucky I love you." You warn him getting comfortable again. "I know love, I know."

Jean: cupcake, doll

Jean is totally and completely obsessed with you, in a good way. He's so in love and doesn't want to go even a second without you. It's great to have a boyfriend so sweet but at times maybe he's a little too sweet.

"Just one more."

You push his face away from yours with your hand. Jean came home 30 minutes ago and hasn't left your side, he's been planting kisses on any exposed skin which was a lot since you were just wearing a top and shorts. "Jean please I need to cook, go get changed at least."

Your efforts were ignored and soon you were placed on the kitchen island with your boyfriend glued to your torso "can't get enough of ya cupcake." He comes up to your face softly biting your cheek. "Jean stoop, what's gotten into you today?" Jean is a little clingy which never bothers you, you love it when he wants to spend time wrapped up in your arms but when you're trying to get things done and he's all over you it make you wanna kick his ass. "I just missed you so much. Is that a crime?" You laugh and pull him back a little so he could see your face "well im holding a cleaver and you won't let me cook so It just might turn into a crime." Your boyfriend ignores your threats to kill him and sneaks in three more kisses before running off giggling like a child.

It is almost impossible for Jean to be upset or angry with you, he's either quick to forgive or genuinely can't see when you're in the wrong because he's love blind. However that changed today when you told Jean you met with an ex, he was actually getting married and you bumped into eachother and talked for a little while. Jean trusts you completely but didn't believe that your obsessed ex moved on that quickly.

"Jean will you just listen to me, I swear it was just a short chat. He's getting married soon."

You try to reach out for him but he keeps turning which you did not like, when you were upset having Jean just touch you made you feel better but the fact he wouldn't let you do the same hurt you.

"I trust you but not him, the guy was crazy obsessed with you." You sigh and finally succeeded in trapping him in your bedroom so you could talk properly.

"Youre crazy obsessed with me." Your boyfriend doesn't find you point amusing. "In a healthy way doll, I love you but I do not own you. He didn't get that and that's why you broke up remember." You look down at your feet, you couldn't stand Jean being upset with you. When you broke up with your ex you were scared to fall in love again but then Jean came and changed everything. You understand why he wasn't happy you were alone with your ex. "I'm sorry my love, can you come here now?" Jean wasted no time in taking you into his arms. He hated the way he acted but just wanted to make sure you were safe. "I'm sorry too doll, I just love you so much." You smile into his chest "I love you too jean-boy." This earns you a pinch on the hip. Jean hated that nickname.

Bertholdt: princess, sweetheart

Your relationship with Bertholdt is still pretty fresh but you decided that it was time you took it a little further and the two of you moved in together. Bertholdt is shy and it took a while for any intimacy to form so when you woke up and found him snuggled up so close to you your heart almost explodes. You gently trace the features of your boyfriends face with your finger until he wakes up, you curse yourself for ruining such a sweet moment.

"I'm sorry did I suffocate you?" Bertholdt is much much larger than you are but he's so gentle that you were sure it was impossible for him to hurt you. "Of course not Bertie, you were just so cute I couldn't help myself." His cheeks and ears turn an adorable shade of pink when you call him cute. "Please don't call me cute sweetheart." He wanted to be strong for you, he's often described as soft and timid but he doesn't want to be that way with you. "Sorry I forgot you hate that.” You prop yourself up on one elbow while you massage your boyfriends scalp. "I don't hate it." He mumbles quietly. "I just want you to think l'm strong. We live together now and I have to provide for you." You swoon when he looks up at you with his big brown eyes. "You don't have to anything my prince, just stay here with me." You get comfortable on top of your boyfriend who was still a blushing mess "I-I will."

Bertholdt is surprised when he comes home to a dark living room. It been three years since he first asked you to be his girlfriend and now the two of you are engaged. You usually stay up to wait for him or put on candles to light up the room if you've gone to sleep.

Bertholdt sheds his extra layers of clothing and quickly makes it into your room where he finds you laying on the bed facing away from the door. He wasn't as stealthy as he thought he was because the second his knee touched the bed you were up and looking around in the dark. "It's just me, calm down princess" the wave of fear quickly washes away when your fiancés hands come to your face. "Welcome home Bertie." You were exhausted, wedding planning was not easy plus you started your period so all of that piled together made you go to sleep earlier than usual.

"What's wrong?" You loved that he could tell that you were slightly off without even seeing you. "Nothing I'm just a little tired, it's been busy." Bertholdt feels bad for not being able to help today but you didn't mind and so you pull him down to cuddle before he gets into his own head too much. "I'm fine baby I promise, I just want your hugs." Your instantly squished against his chest and relished in the feeling of his hands travelling up your shirt to caress your skin. After three years together he's become more comfortable and confident in touching you. "You can have whatever you want princess."

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cotzucen · 4 months

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Confessions at sunset

Bertholdt x fem!reader

a/n: Almost cried while making this, bertholdt has such a special place in my heart ilhsm

warnings: slight angst-fluff-heavier angst, (safe for angst dislikers like me), sfw, sort of ooc? Things go from 0 to 100 fast and like rereading this he's a bit ooc so sorry if it bothers you! 😭

"And this one means longevity..." I traced the small line that crossed the top of his palm, ending as quick as it started. "Looks like you won't be living a long life." I playfully smiled, but when I turned around to look up at him, my smile faltered.

We were seated by the ledge of the cabin, my legs hanging off and his, firmly set on the ground. He was leaning back, hand supporting him. I say hand because his other was firmly grasped by mine, my fingers taking the chance to trace every plunge and curve of his palm.

"Bertholdt?" His face was stuck in place, brows un-furrowing at my call of his name. I blinked a few times, trying to erase the uneasiness by focusing my gaze on his palm, which started to curl inwards.

"Oh would you look at that..." He shuffled his head above my shoulder, as I showed him my right hand. "Mine is long." He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes, I coughed.

"And.. Uhm.." I took his left hand, placing my right on his pinky side, "The gaps.. we have the same gaps." his short line connected and continued onto mine, that stretched farther and darker than his.

"About the longevity thing.. I made it up.." I pursed my lips in an akward smile that he luckily, couldn't see. "My mom didn't teach me nearly as much as I told you she did." I noted how much warmer his palm was, and brought my other hand to hold his with.

"She didn't excatly.. live long enough for that. You know, with the whole collosal breaching the wall stuff.." I murmured out, looking at the spaces between our three defining lines. Furrowing my brows in thought.

What I didn't know, is that he did the same. What I didn't feel, was him tensing up, the way his teeth clenched. His right hand was placed by his knee, balled up, as his left one was held, trembling ever so slightly more than seconds ago.

"I'm sorry if I brought up any bad memories.. I tend to talk without thinking and–"

"It's okay."

Bertholdt wasn't the type to start things. He wasn't one to meddle in them, wasn't the type to end them either. He was an important piece that only had ears, it seemed like. Maybe that's what made him stand out to me.

I felt him nudge me softly as I sprung back to reality, a small smile and string of 'sorrys' leaving me with a turn to his attentive face.

"The space.. Between the lines." He muttered, eyes skimming over me. "You talked about them, what did you want to say?"

I looked at our hands. "Oh! It means heartbreak. The farther the lines are from eachother.. Signifies heartbreak." My tone died out as I finished the sentence, ending flatly, a silence ensuing.

Bertholdt's hand interlocked with mine, a small, breathy, shaky sigh leaving his lips. "Then I hope your mom's readings are wrong." My head turned to right, and I was met with his pink face averting mine. "Sorry."

Though.. I didn't get a good look. I turned away quickly too. "Don't be... I don't really believe in her readings. They've been proven false... Many times."

I kissed my teeth, remembering how she'd talk about what her life had in store for her. She was right. Life had one hell of a surprise for her. I wasn't sure she liked it though.

Bertholdt hummed, watching me as I let go of his hand, deciding bring myself in and hold on my legs.

"Only a fool would break your heart anyways." He murmured, but I heard him.

"I don't care about mine." I murmured back, but he heard me. He paused, and he stared at me. Well I didn't see him but god did I feel it.

"I.." I closed my eyes with a sigh, hoping he didn't notice the goosebumps on my arms. "How are you and Annie going? You manage to finally woo her?"

Silence ensued. I didn't want to turn around.. to look at him, though that pink face was nice to look at... It was a fluke. Only one person can make him blush like that.

It was still quiet. Did he not hear me? "H-"

My words got lodged in my throat as I felt his hand slither around my waist, pulling me back, next to him.. Also a bit closer. "I can't see your face if I'm behind you." My heart pumped, thundering against my ears.

"Did.. D-Did you hear my question?" I cringed at my stutter but he didn't make much of deal about it. I looked at him from the corners of my eye, but his face was pretty blurry. It faced down, away from me... It was hard to decipher his expression.

He was hard to decipher.

"I did."

I looked down. "Then why didn't you answer?"

"What were you going to say? Before you mentioned Annie." His tone was firm, unusual, but still overwhelmingly him.

"I'm not sure.. Forget about that just–"

"Please?"

His plea shut me up. And I only realised how frustrated I was when I felt a tear land on my thigh, another on my hand, that I fisted harder than what was considered to be normal.

His thumb wiped the tear off my knuckles, shuffled to face me.

He placed his hands on my cheeks and lifted my head, averting my eyes as he wiped the tears off my face, sliding his worn, thumbs under my eyes.

"I'm sorry." It was a tender, a barely heard apology. He didn't do anything wrong. Loving someone else wasn't a crime. I wanted to tell him. But the look on his face made me doubt that's what he was talking about.

It's not like I knew, anyway.

"You shouldn't be... I'm being dumb." I smiled and took his hands, placing them down infront of us. "I don't want your heart to get broken, because I know how it feels like, and it feels like shit." I paused. "That's what I was going to say."

"The present."

"Huh—"

"You spoke in the present."

He was an important piece that only had ears.

"Yeah. I guess I did." It was tiring, keeping secrets from him. I didn't want him to know the hold he had on me but what was I to do when he noticed how I bended at his every word.

I let go of his hand and looked back infront of us, to the field where we stood in line and first met eachother. Well, first met Shadis. I still remember the beat down he gave me. Verbal of course, but it still felt very physical.

"Who's the guy?"

"You don't want to know." It was a sign for him to drop the subject. But it seemed like he just didn't want to.

"Why is that?"

I froze and turned my head, he stared down at the ground, not even lifting his head up for a second. I needed to find an excuse.

"You won't like him."

"Who is he?"

I didn't want to lash out, or raise my voice, but it was getting hard to stay patient with his constant prodding. He knew he was prying, but maybe he just didn't care. Maybe the answer was just that important.

"I'm not telling you."

"Why?"

"For fucks sake Hoover—Why won't you just drop it?" I didn't yell, my voice stayed the same, but my tone was a bit harsher than I meant it to be. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Because I like you."

My words jumbled up together and flew out my mouth without being pronouced, giving place to my gaping jaw. I closed it quickly, and it opened it again, coughing up a small fit.

"What." It didn't sound like a question. It wasn't. Didn't stop him from responding.

"I like you."

"Say it again." I was the one to move from my spot, and turn to look at him this time. He was the one to avoid my gaze, clenching his fists while staring at the ground, face oddly blank.

"I like you." He was a bit louder with each reiteration of the short sentence, like he was confirming it for himself as much as me.

"Again."

"I like you."

"Just one m—"

"Are you toying with me, Y/n?"

His glare transfered over to me, and I flinched, but in seeing that, he didn't hold it long. "Please don't. Please don't do that." A crack in his voice struck something within me.

"I'm not!" I rushed out, choosing my next words carefully.

"I like you. I'm in love with you. I like you romantically and I thought you liked Annie so that's why I lashed out earlier–and by the way, sorry about tha—"

"What." I focused on his face, and for once I could discern something. Confusion, mixed with shock, and... Something else.

"I thought you like Annie, so I lashe–"

He shook his head. "No.. The liking me part. Can you say it again?" His face was yet again, neutral, but his eyes held hope.

"No." His lips twitched to say something, but I cut him off with mine. On his.

I felt a push and I backed away, eyes wide. "Shit I'm sorry. I'm sorry Bertholdt I thought–I should've—"

He placed his hand on my waist and the other on my cheek, leaning in again to kiss me. It was a juvenile, quick, short, and confused kiss. A test, an introduction, the first kiss.

But then we kissed again, and it was longer, softer, deeper. And then again; we got warmer, and we took our time, breaking apart every few seconds to breathe and reconnect. We stopped, eventually. My lips tingled, like the butterflies that inhabited my stomach flew and landed on my lips,

as weird as that sounds.

His lips were swollen. Red, warm to the touch–I assumed. His cheeks were in the same boat. The tips of his ears as well. A couple seconds passed and I realized that his eyes were aswell. Tears starting to spill out, they were becoming red and puffy.

My hands stuttered and I brought his head to my shoulder, propping myself on my knees so that his back wouldn't ache.

Soft, almost soundless sobs left him, my shoulder getting damp. His hands clutched my white button down as he continued to cry, and I started to smile.

"Are you that happy?" It was presumptious of me to assume that he was crying of joy, but I pressed my lips shut and cupped his cheeks, wiping his tears like he did me.

"I'm... sorry." His voice whispered, and it wavered, and it might've been the weakest I've ever heard him. I leaned in and left a kiss on his forehead, nervously smiling.

"It's okay."

This didn't seem to satisfy him, as he looked to the ground. His soulders slumping forward, and hands clenching and opening up repetedly.

"I'm... Really, sorry. I'm sorry—I'm so, sorry.." It was like a chant that he repeated, each one quieter than the last. His body leaned into me, facing the floor. He was tired. Like he was bearing the whole world on his shoulders.

Something felt off with his apologies. Like they weren't for me. But if they weren't, who would they be for?

No, that wasn't the right question. I rested my chin on his head, and thread my hands through his hair, gently patting the unruly parts down.

The question, was what were they for. He hadn't done anything wrong. Yet he continued apologizing, under his breath. He paused.

You were right earlier, that he didn't want to know. He shouldn't have pushed it.

"Please... Don't hate me."

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butteerfly · 1 year

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taylor swift’s sad songs but it’s attack on titan.

just something that I have going around in my mind, hope you like, quite angst.

the lyrics belong to taylor 🫶

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Levi Ackerman: "Peace"

"I never had the courage of my convictions, as long as danger is near, and it's just around the corner, darling, 'Cause it lives in me"

"All these people think love's for show, but I would die for you in secret"

"Your integrity makes me seem small"

"Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other"

"I'm a fire, and I'll keep your brittle heart warm"

"But the rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me"

"Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?"

Eren Jeager: "my tears ricochet"

" I loved you, I swear I loved you, 'till my diying day"

"And you're the hero flying around, saving face"

"I didn't have it in myself to go with grace"

"if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake? cursing my name, whishing i stayed"

"when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave"

"And I can go anywhere I want, anywhere i want just not home"

"You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same"

Reiner Braun: "Hoax"

"My sleepless night, my win-less fight, this has frozen my ground"

"Your faithless love's the only hoax I believe in"

"You know I left a part of me back in New York, you knew the hero died, so what's the movie for? you knew it still hurts underneath my scars from when they pulled me apart"

"My only one, my kingdom come undone, my broken drum, you have beaten my heart"

Ymir: "Sad Beautiful Tragic"

"Long handwritten note deep in your pocket"

"Words, how little they mean, when you're a little too late"

"In dreams i meet you in warm conversation, we both wake, in lonely beds, in different cities"

"you've got your demons and darlin' they all look like me"

"Hang up, give up, for the life of us we can't get back"

"We had a beautiful magic love there, what a sad beautiful tragic love affair"

Mikasa Ackerman: "This is me trying"

"I've been having a hard time adjusting, I had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting"

"I didn't know if you'd care if I came back, I have a lot of regrets about that"

"Could've followed my fears all the way down and maybe I don't quite know what to say, but I'm here in your doorway"

"They told me all of my cages were mental, so I got wasted like all my potential"

"I ended up here pouring out my heart to a stranger, but I didn't pour the whiskey"

"I just wanted you to know that this is me trying, at least I'm trying"

Erwin Smith: "Coney Island"

"If I can't relate to you anymore then who am i related to?"

"Did i shatter you?"

"Lost again with no surprises, disappointments, close your eyes and it gets colder and colder when the sun goes down"'

"The question pounds my head 'What's a lifetime of achievement?'"

"will you forgive my soul when you're too wise to trust me and too old to care?"

"Did I paint your bluest skies the darkest gray?"

"And when I got into the accident the sight that flashed before me was your face"

"The fast times, the bright lights, the merry go, sorry for not making you my centerfold"

when i hear "my tears ricochet" eren jumps in my mind 😭 i have cried a lot

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z0-ne · 1 year

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Died for him

What if...: What if Marco had a Partner that died instead? Saving him from being heard or noticed by Reiner, Bertholdt and even Annie?)

Slight Jean x reader? Its unrequinted but it's there!

(Third Person)

"I'm gonna go find Marco!"

(Name) Suddenly spoke up as they readjusted their belt and tanks. They had hoped he would have stayed with the group, but when he had mentioned going back to help anyone else, and look for Reiner and Bertholdt, they knew there was no convincing him otherwise.

The lack of his arrival was worrying enough to have them fumbling with their swords and biting the tip of your lip.

"oh? Don't wanna leave your little boyfriend alone for too long, huh?"

Jean teased them as they prepped to look for Marco, the freckled boy who had just been with their group a few minutes ago that suddenly disappeared. Jean noticed it too, but after the experience he just had and how (Name) Must've nearly been out of gas due to the group's successful attempt to save him, he thought against going with them.

Watching as they fiddled with their belt and seemed the most worried out of all of them, He slowly approached them, pushing past Connie and Sasha in the process.

"Oh, shut up Jean! I just wanna make sure he's okay."

Jean couldn't deny the fact that he was worried too, but he was worried about both (Name) and Marco. He was well aware of just how selfless they could be in these cases, so if something went wrong, he would prefer it if they had all the help they could need. He didn't want to lose them.

Stopping just beside them as they got their gear in order, hand on his gear, Jean quickly turned to Connie and asked a question that wasn't all that expected of him.

"Connie, lend me your gear? I'm going with (Name) to look for Marco."

"What? No Jean, I'm fine on my own."

They objected before Connie could even answer, and it earned them a weird side eye from Jean. He wanted to argue back with them and tell them that he was going no matter what they said to try to stop him, but after all this time of knowing them, he knew that it was pointless to argue back on something like this.

Turning and placing a supportive hand on their shoulder, Jean looked at (Name) and warned them.

"Look, just be careful. I don't want to have to scrape you off the ground because you got reckless, okay? Just grab Marco and come back. I..

Making promises like that, Jean knew it was pointless after they just stared for a while before they turned away and hummed in what could be taken as agreement or simply acknowledging what he wanted you to do with no intentions of following through with it. As he watched them jump from the wall and swing from the houses to titan in search of Marco, he balled up his fist.

Wasting his time warning them, when he already knew how they would be, and what they would sacrifice for that freckled boy.

They would die for Marco.

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(Second Person!)

You swung from House to Titan, cutting the napes as you went along and ducking away from those you could avoid.

So far you had been looking for a while and the fear that had already settled in the bottom of your stomach began to rise, and you felt like you would get teary-eyed soon if you had to accept the worst when it came to him. You knew Marco for years before you started to date, and the thought of losing him.

It was unimaginable.

Wiping your face of the sweat mixed with the tears you didn't know were forming and falling down from your eyes and rolling onto the tips of your cheeks. Blinking a few more times to steady your sight, you looked around the buildings one more time.

'Come on...Please be here.'

You thought to yourself as you bit your lip, nibbling at it until you could feel the skin pulling. Eventually you landed and ran from roof top, to roof top looking around and slowly letting the stress settle as you gripped your swords tightly. You were prepared for the worst.

'If I'm fast enough, I can make it in time to save him if he's in trouble!'

You thought to yourself until you spotted him, looking around just like you were. You knew he was looking for someone else at the moment, but that could be the least of your worries right now. All that mattered to you was that he was still alive.

You were prepared for the worst. As you ran over to him, swords placed back in their designated spots and shoes tightened. Jumping down from the slightly taller roof you were on and rolling to lighten the fall. You stood up quickly and ran over to Marco, who didn't hear you until you were closer.

Gripping onto his arm and pulling him into a tight hug, you could feel your heart slowly down to a regular pace again as he wrapped his arms around you and chuckled. Feeling him vibrate a little because of it.

You pulled away to look at him and smiled, relieved to have found him after so long.

"I was so worried about you, I thought something had happened.."

"Sorry (Name) I just wanted to find the others, they kinda of ran off on their own too...I'm fine though I promise."

"It's okay Marco, but speaking of the others...did you ever find them?"

He shook his head no and explained that he had just gotten here with what you assumed to be a few minutes before you did. It wasn't to be unexpected. He did leave some time ago, and it took you a minute to go and follow him because you didn't want to be overbearing.

At first, he held your elbows in the palms of his hands, but after a few seconds he snapped his head over to the top of a house that blocked your view and a bit of your hearing. Marco moved his hands from your elbows and turned to make his way to the building, and you watched him for a while before following him.

Marco got to the wall before you, and it took you a minute before you got close enough to hear the familiar voices.

'Oh! Reiner and Bertholdt. Great, now we can go back.'

You thought to yourself as you stepped up a little closer behind Marco, it wasn't until you had gotten a little closer that your smile dropped and something in your stomach turned and twisted.

"We worked so hard to make that hole. Should we really let him plug it?!"

Berthold Whispered/yelled. He tried to keep his voice down as much as he could, but you and Marco could still hear him just fine. Even though you heard him say it, you wanted to deny it. The simple fact that they might be claiming to have something to do with this disaster.

"Yeah, we should. We waited five years to find a titan like this and we finally did it."

Reiner responded, his voice gruff but still keeping the tone down low enough to not draw too much attention

Just like that, Reiner had confirmed all of your suspicions, answered all of your questions, and quickly filled your stomach with a sick feeling of what felt like grief, anger and fear. Grief of the loss of a friend that was never truly a friend, anger for the lies they told and the ones you blindly believed for five years, and fear for what would come next.

Snapping your head over in Marco's direction, the realization hit you like a bus when you remembered just how close they had gotten over the years spent not only training but the few times they've fought by each other's side. Without another thought, you quickly slapped your hands over Marco's mouth and yanked him back.

"Shush Marco, we have to run-"

You whispered, but just as you yanked him back, a blade slipped from his gear and slammed onto the hard roof beneath your feet, leaving a loud clank of noise as it touched the ground and bounced a few times before finally stopping. It seemed like time had stopped and everything came to a standstill as the fear settled in.

Hands began to shake, stomach turning and bubbling with fear. You quickly sat the two of you down, and hopped. Neither of them heard it, or just assumed some poor soul was getting munched on in the jaws of a Titan.

"Who's there? C'mon, show yourself!?"

It was Reiner. You kept your hand lapsed over Marco's mouth and leaned close to his ear. The noise in the background would be enough to mute out your whispers if you got close enough. Reiner's demand was more of a check to see if anyone really was over there, and you knew if you both ran away then and there, he would know you heard something you shouldn't have.

'What do we do?'

You heard Marco speak in your hand, and you quickly slipped your finger over your lips and leaned in a little closer to tell him what your plan was. You were prepared for the worst. So you knew what had to be done.

"You need to leave. I'm gonna distract them, and take them far away from you while you go and hide. When I'm far away, you go to Jean and the others.''

Shaking his head no, you sighed, knowing he wouldn't let something like this happen and he just leaves you behind. No matter how skilled you are, it doesn't change the fact that you were still someone he held close.

"No, No. You can't-"

Just before he could utter another word out, you both could hear a few footsteps approaching your hiding spot. There was no screaming or chewing sound before or after the sword hit the ground, so it was only a matter of time before they had both gotten suspicious.

"Hey! Either come out or we'll come to you!"

After that, you thought of only one thing you could do at the moment and, against Marco's better judgment, you revealed yourself to them via voice.

"It-It's just me! (Name)! I'm coming, just give me a second! My gear came a loose!"

They stopped due to your lie and possibly not wanting to become more suspicious, and you could hear them mumbling before giving you a minute to hurry up and come out from the spot you were currently hiding in. It took a minute to convince Marco to leave.

"Look. I won't say it again. Leave Marco, I can handle this, I promise. Just please do this for me."

"I don't want you to die-"

His voice was soft and nearly silent. If you weren't so close you wouldn't have heard his pleas. His fear, you could feel it from how his hands shook as he gripped onto your elbows as if his life had depended on it, or if he let you go, you'd just disappear. You couldn't blame him though. If you were in his shoes, you wouldn't know how to react.

Placing your hands on his upper arms, you leaned in and placed a short, sweet, gentle, reassuring kiss on his lips. Looking at him in his dark brown eyes and staring at him. Taking in his features for it would be the last time you'd see him, the first last time you'd kiss him. Such a bitter sweet moment.

"I don't want you to die either, so promise me you'll live and I'll do my best to come back to you."

He stared back at you, looking into your (Colored) Eyes and (Colored) (Length) (Textured) Hair. (If you don't have hair, ignore the other part) and every little mark on your face. He had faith that he would see you again, and he really did want to believe what you were saying about coming back to him if he did what you asked.

Yet as he pulled you into a warm, tight and long hug, you knew that deep down, he was scared that you weren't going to come back at all. That was a thought in the back of his mind as he squeezed up until you broke the hug, wiped the tears from his face, and kissed the back of his hand before standing up.

You turned your back to him, not being able to stand his pitiful expressions any longer as you stepped forward. It was time to face the Traitors, and no matter how much you wanted to turn around and go with Marco one last time, you knew this was the only way to help him.

"Okay, I'm coming out now!"

You yelled as you stepped around the tall roof you hid behind and stared them down. Both men looked back at you with damn near unreadable expressions, and you simply covered your unbearable fear with anger.

"What...did you hear..?"

You gulped heavily and balled your fist at your sides as the dreadful question left his mouth. The last thing you wanted to do was die today, but you were prepared for the worst.

Up until this moment.

Your knees wanted to buckle beneath your feet as your hands began to tremble uncontrollably, eyes nearly watered. You could feel your stomach bubbling up so much you thought you'd puke then and there. Everything was so scary all of a sudden, and you could only conclude one thing from this feeling alone.

"Everything..."

"It was..Just a joke-"

"No Bertholdt...Not this time.."

It was silent for a good ten seconds exactly. You only knew because you counted down the seconds that felt like minutes as you waited for his next response to what you admitted to hearing. There was no point in lying. They knew just as well as you did that if you left, then they'd be caught in this little scheme.

Ten seconds was all it took for Reiner to make up his mind.

"I'm..sorry"

Ten seconds for you to know what would happen next.

Reiner ran forward, and you jumped out of the way. Using your tank to blast yourself off the roof in the opposite direction, you told Marco to run and hide off to. You knew that they'd follow you if you only made yourself available, and as you kept glancing back and seeing them get further and further, you let everything else be drowned out.

What would come next would be the worst part of this whole plan. Five years...of everything taken and thrown away just like this. You closed your eyes and blocked out anything else other than Marco. Your passing would be easier if he was the last thing on your mind, if he was the last person you saw and hugged.

Suddenly, you felt a rough force slam you to the ground, holding you in a chokehold, and soon another voice and more footsteps approached you. You could hear Bertholdt Protest what he was doing, but reluctantly going along with it when Reiner told him to snap out of it. You could feel a sudden spark of fear as he went to unhook your gas tanks.

The speeding of your heart, shortness of breath, and that same feeling in your stomach you just couldn't shake at all today. No matter what you did, it just kept coming back. Except this time, you knew why.

Thrashing around in both their grips, eyes closed and grip tight on Reiner's arms. The least that you could do was give him something to remember you by, so you scratched his arm, leaving a deep cut and causing him to flinch back as you kicked Bertholdt and ran to god knows where.

You still hadn't opened your eyes, and it wasn't until Reiner grabbed you by your pant's leg and yanked you back to him that you continued.

"Annie! Take their gear!"

Something froze. You weren't sure if it was actually you, but hearing that come from Reiner despite everything still managed to shock you. Out of everyone here, you didn't really want to believe that Annie was a part of this despite your past suspicions. As you felt the weight being lifted from your waist, you shut your eyes tighter than before and turned your head away from them.

As you felt yourself touch the ground, the next part came quick but ended slowly. You were lifted by a titan and as it brought you to its mouth, it began to chew. Hardly enough to completely chew through the bones and thick flesh, so it took some time. With each bite being more intense than the last, you felt like your entire body was on fire as you screamed at the top of your lungs.

"We trusted you! We all trusted you! "

You didn't know what you were trying to prove by doing that. If they did all this then it was obvious they didn't care about the trust they gained from you all.

Not even opening your eyes to see the horrified look on everyone's face, and soon you could feel your mind going numb with pain. The metallic taste of blood fills your mouth as your body slowly goes limp within the titan's hands.

'"Marco...I didn't tell Marco...I loved him.."

Those last words were all they heard before silence mixed with the sick sound of flesh and bones being grinded between a large set of dirty teeth. All standing in horror, but one thing that shocked both Annie and Betholdt the most was what Reiner had said after you died. The one thing you never got to hear.

"Hey...Why is (Name) Being eaten?"

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(Bonus number one!)

Looking through the many mutilated corpses after the battle, Jean felt like he had gotten the worst end of the stick. Having to identify such bodies of people he hardly actually knew by face, let alone being able to name them.

So many people had been lost that day, but as he turned the corner as looked down he would've never expected to see a corpse with (Color) Skin, (Length) (color) (Texture) hair, or (Face spots of any kind). The half of their lower body was gone, and their eyes were closed and their cheeks mixed with dried blood and tears.

Their uniform was absolutely destroyed and their nails had dried blood underneath them. Jean stopped dead in his tracks and simply stared down at the corpse. So many questions ran through his mind at the moment. Where was Marco?, how did this even happen?, Why didn't he just go with you instead?

He felt sick, and wanted to cry. This wasn't how he wanted to see you. He wanted you whole and happy, not mutilated and miserable looking. Will this forever be the last picture engraved in his mind of you every time he tries to think of you?

"Did you know them?"

"I..loved them..."

"Ah...I'm sorry, but it doesn't get easier.."

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(Bonus number two!)

When it came time to run and hide away, Marco didn't want to leave. He looked back a few times before finally crawling away into the nearest building, where he would be fine to hide for a while. When he finally got in there, he couldn't help but break down when he heard Reiner and Bertholdt's gas tanks go off.

Curling up and leaning against a wall as he stiffled his cries by biting his tongue. Tears fell down from his eyes like a waterfall as he soaked the sleeves of his jacket in the salty river of greif. As much as he hoped and wanted to fully believe that you would come back perfectly fine, he knew what the reality was.

You wouldn't come back to him at all.

You would die for him.

Now here he was living on while you left to sacrifice yourself for him.

Marco stayed there, greifing the loss of the love of his life, and he didn't even get to tell them he loved them before they just went off. Silent sobs and gentle hiccups were the best he could do to stop himself from screaming your name at the top of his lungs and sobbing over your death. Stopping himself from screaming at your killers and letting everyone know.

Right now, he needed to be alone. Even if it was for a minute. Only long enough to imagine you were still there, and pretened that it was you still by his side, covering him with your warmth instead of his own arms wrapping around his weakened form.

Still, he knows you aren't there, because you died for him.

#angst #attack on titan angst #marco x reader #reiner braun #bertholdt fubar #attack on titan #anime #x reader #x y/n #x you #jean x you #jean x reader #aot x reader #AoT

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tuliptyper · 2 years

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AOT characters toxic traits;-

includes; ymir, historia, hange, bertholdt, marco

TW; generally unpleasant headcanons but nothing specific i can think of except for mentions of potentially abusive behavior

safe (no racism or misogyny) minus internalized homophobia !

Historia;

- generally very jealous and doesnt communicate about her feelings, leading to her bottling them up and exploding in later contexts

- really critical of other people especially if theyre better off than her. she has a habit of giving people stank eye and making backhanded comments

- cultivates her outer image to look friendly and pretty but doesn't put any work into introspection and trying to strengthen any of her (very few) genuine connections. her soft girl appearance is literally just an appearance.

- Historia is incredibly desperate to be liked and feel wanted/desirable but lacks the awareness to stop feeding herself unhealthy examples of beauty and charisma

Ymir;

- ymir is incredibly insecure, leading them to severely underestimating their worth and capabilities. they unintentionally drag others down by assuming their efforts produce worse/less results by default

- allows people to step on them because theyre scared of people abandoned. its all really subtle and theyre so used to being exploited by those they care about that at they think its normal/understandable

- allows/excuses bullying unless its them or their crush/partner being bullied

- ymir is generally bad at holding their partner/crush to realistic standards. they also think their partner is incapable of doing wrong and its never justifiable for their partner to be inconvenienced/hurt.

Hange;

- gets so into their hyperfixations or interests that they tend to neglect the people around them and its not cute. they're too busy investing in their hobbies to bother listening to anyones grievances or pay significant attention.

- kinda uses their neurodivergence as an excuse to be incredibly insensitive and avoid adapting or accommodate for their friends needs.

- worst of all, Hange believes neithee of these things cause as much harm as they do. the tension bubbles under the surfice and Hange is really good at just not caring if they hurt someone. it only ever occurs to them when their friends slowly leave (and even then they never think they treated them that bad)

Bertholdt;

- he's not really knowledgeable about other peoples struggles. for example, he wont validate anyones emotions if he hasnt experienced them himself.

- because of his anxiety, he shuts down new experiences and avoids opportunities. this is really frustrating when his friends/family want to do something other than exist together in separate rooms

- hes so used to compartmentalizing and rationalizing all his emotions that he no longer reserves much empathy. hes incredibly detached from his feelings and it very obviously bleeds into his relationships and causes a lot of hurt. generally people will start to think of him as emotionally unavailable and therefore unreliable.

Marco;

- mostly just a chunk of internalized homophobia. constantly self critical and hyper aware of falling into any gay/homophobic stereotypes. because of this, he sometimes forces himself to be someone hes not just so people dont stereotype him

- as previously touched on, Marco is very occupied with other people's thoughts of him. even if someone's already contextualized him in some sort of way, itll eat him up and he'll waste so much energy trying to change their image of him

- sort of downplays other peoples pain and experiences because emotional vulnerability overwhelms him. he also doesnt want people to ruminate on their negative feelings but the execution does so much more harm than good.

- offers unhelpful advice based on his (not universal experiences) completely unprompted

#aot angst #angst tw #tw angst #tw internalized homophobia #marco bodt #marco bott #ymir #historia reiss #hange zoe #bertholdt hoover #aot headcanons #aot imagines #aot bertholdt #bertoldt #aot bertolt #aot historia

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screpa · 1 year

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Your friendship with Levi and Bertolt's insecurity (Chp 1)

Summary:

Bertolt saw you got hurt during your one-on-one training with Levi. But, he saw how strong your friendship is with Levi and became insecure

Tag: SFW, mature, training with levi, mild injury, unrequited love, jealousy, mild angst, romantic friendship

Read here or on AO3, up to you ^^

Not long after Eren’s trial and his custody under Levi’s Special Operation Squad, Commander Erwin put the remaining new recruits from the 104th cadet corps under your command. Eren was separated from the others to stay in the abandoned survey corps fortress. Levi and his squad monitored him as Hange conducted experiments on him.

You were lonely in the beginning since your two closest friends were always away. Hange would come to the headquarter once in a while, so you would spend the night with them to do the infamous pillow talk. Meeting Levi was more regular since he had scheduled one-on-one training for you once a week - which made your life a living hell for a couple of hours.

But then you became less lonely as you started to be romantically involved with one of the recruits, Bertolt. You busied yourself with your duties and shared passionate nights with your sweet giant in the love nest you built especially for him.

Today was the dreaded training day with Levi. You usually had the training in areas outside of the headquarters where he’d give you various challenges using the ODM gear. But today you were supposed to meet him in the training ground for some hand-to-hand combat.

The recruits, including your boyfriend, Bertolt, would be having their own training there under Nanaba, who was your substitute for the day. You did not look forward having your ass whooped in front of your lover.

You went to the training ground to have a little talk with the recruits before their training started.

‘Okay everyone, Nanaba will be my substitute for today’s training. You’ll be in good hands and I expect that all of you would impress her with your performance. I will also have my own training here with Captain Levi. I foresee that you’d witness some, uhm, disagreeable moments on my part, but I hope that you would closely observe and learn from it’.

Nanaba looked at you solemnly, knowing full well the kind of terror awaited you, relieved that she wasn’t in your shoes.

You added with a fake cheerful voice, ‘and I hope I don’t lose your respect after this, ha ha ha’. With that you left, feeling their stare as you walked toward the meeting point.

Levi brought you the obstacle course area in the training ground.

‘Your task is to deliver a jump kick to my face,’ Levi said to you flatly.

You stared at him, knowing that it wouldn’t be that easy.

‘I guess I have to do that while you eel yourself all over the obstacle course,’ you commented with a hint of defiance.

You saw that his stoic face became grouchy after hearing your comment.

He added, ‘and you have to keep moving, no resting until you deliver that kick’.

You groaned as he motioned you to start.

You estimated that two hours had passed, but you still hadn’t had the chance to deliver the kick. There were a handful of times that you managed to get close, but never close enough to reach his face.

The slippery bastard could read me too well, you thought to yourself with annoyance.

Your frustration increased as you knew that he didn’t put in much effort at all. He was floating effortlessly like soap bubbles in the air, while you had to charge him like an enraged wild boar.

At one point, you made an unpredictable move that allowed you to be close enough to deliver the kick.

You saw his surprised expression. Knowing that you were close to winning, you relished at the thought of having his strikingly gorgeous face on the sole of your boots.

But alas, he was too quick! He caught your kick and swept you away.

You were both on top of an obstacle. You plunged to the ground but you managed to swiftly dive roll and broke the fall to avoid further injury.

You then laid sprawling on the ground and let out a guttural scream out of frustration.

Bertolt was watching Y/N from afar, stealing glances as he did his own training.

He was at first captivated by her performance. Even though she struggled to catch the captain, he saw that her technique and endurance were top-notch.

‘What was she supposed to do, you think?’ He heard Sasha whispered to Armin.

‘Seemed like she was targeting his head. Maybe she was supposed to kick his face,’ Armin whispered back.

Bertolt’s heart swelled with happiness at the thought of her maiming his rival. But his hope turned to worry as the first hour passed, and then the second.

He saw her tired, sweaty body versus Levi’s composed body, barely breaking a sweet. She became increasingly agitated but Levi remained calm yet alert.

Bertolt knew that if she let her frustration take over, she could end up injuring herself.

He stood to watch her during the long break, and the others joined him to watch.

‘Squad Leader Y/N is on fire. I would’ve broken down after half an hour, no make it a quarter. Fifteen minutes of that and I’d given up!’ Sasha said in wonder.

‘I agree. Not many, or if any, could match her performance for sure,’ Armin said with twinkling eyes.

‘She’s dangerous,’ Reiner muttered under his breath, for Bertolt’s ears only.

Bertolt didn’t need Reiner to tell him as he was well aware of Y/N's strength. She could manhandle him despite being smaller than him. It showed from the way she controlled and manoeuvred his body as she like whenever they make love. But her performance on the field was something else. It’s reasonable for Reiner to be intimidated.

Yet, Bertolt felt neither intimidated nor impressed, just anguished at the imminent danger befalling her.

Then it happened.

Everyone gasped as they saw her almost kicking the captain.

Bertolt’s heart beat out of his chest as he saw the puny captain caught her leg and swept her from a great height.

He growled and started to make a run toward her falling body, but Mikasa unexpectedly put an arm over his chest to stop him.

‘I know you’re worried and angry. I would be too. But you’d make it worse for her if you go to her now,’ Mikasa told him flatly.

He saw Y/N lying on the ground and let out a guttural scream that sliced his heart. His body started to move again, but Mikasa held out her arm firmly, stopping him.

‘Look closely. She’s okay, just frustrated. The shortie would stop the training now. He lost,’ she calmly assured him.

Bertolt saw the puny captain lazily jumped off the obstacle course and went toward Y/N. Levi bent down slightly and put out a hand to help her out. She took the hand and pushed herself up. She brushed dirt from her clothes. As she bent to brush off dirt on her pants, Levi ruffled her hair. She looked up to him and smiled. No trace of anger or frustration there.

Bertolt sensed intimacy between Y/N and Levi, which was different yet deeper than the one he shared with her. The kind that could only develop over years of trust and deep friendship.

Insecurity welled inside him and his fear of losing Y/N grew.

Let's go to Chapter 2! ♥️

This story is part the "Detours to Your Heart" series, comprises of stories of YOUR friendship and slow burn romance with Levi Ackerman. You build many interesting relationships with other AOT characters, such as ambiguous friendship/ romance with Hange Zoe, a whirlwind romance with Bertolt Hoover, sibling-like relationship with Jean Kirstein, and many more!

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marleysfinest · 1 year

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GOOD MORNING SLUTS SHIGANSHINA PT 2 IS LIVE

Shiganshina - Part 2

Realising that I had fallen onto a street on the outskirts of the city, the fact that I was still alive told me I was far enough away from the combat that I was at least under cover for the time being, and I decided to take a few seconds to try and assemble my thoughts. The last thing I could remember was watching Bertholdt launch himself high into the air, and scrambling for cover after Hange’s realisation that he was about to transform. What followed was an all-encompassing wave of fire and bag of bricks to the head, the impact of both his transformation and the explosion amalgamating into one excruciating split-second memory. How the hell was I still alive?

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angelsdevils · 2 years

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Bertholdt and Eren

Title: I Am Sorry Angst and Fluff Word Count: 1300

Bertholdt watched as you laughed with Eren. You were finally smiling, and it wasn’t because of him. He was the reason why you were crying just a few years ago. You had confessed to him, with the help of Annie, Sasha, and Mikasa. He rejected your feelings, rather harshly causing you to tear up and cry. It pained him at the time, but he couldn’t allow you to get too close to him. After all, at the time he was the enemy trying to kill everyone within the walls and kidnap Eren.

Now as the years passed by, he was sure your feelings had completely changed for him. He always regretted rejecting you. He did love you, but he hurt you, destroyed you.

“Are you okay?” Bertholdt turned his head to meet Reiner’s gaze. Bertholdt looked back at you, and Eren had an arm around your shoulders and you were blushing slightly.

“Yeah, I just realized just how many regrets I truly have. That extends outside of the people I killed.”

“Is it (Y/N)?”

“Yeah, I just didn’t want her to get caught up in my mess. Plus, I was the enemy.”

“Explain that to her, I am sure she will understand.”

“I can’t, look how happy she is? I can tell Eren has a crush on her, and the way she looks at him is the way I look at her. I can’t get in between that. She deserves better.”

“Dude, I think that is just your nerves talking. Even if she does reject you, maybe you guys can carry on as friends. But you will never know, but you have to apologize.”

Bertholdt took a deep breath before nodding his head. He slowly made his way to you. Eren noticed him before you did, and slowly removed his arm from your shoulders. You looked at Eren confused before turning your head to see Bertholdt looking everywhere else but you.

“Can we talk (Y/N)?”

“Huh? Oh, uhm…”

“You aren’t going to make her cry again are you?” Eren spoke up and Bert looked up quickly shaking his head.

“No, I won’t.”

Eren didn’t look convinced but you took a deep breath and nodded your head.

“Alright, but it has to be quick.”

“(Y/N), will you be okay?” Eren asked and you flashed him a smile nodding your head.

“Yeah, wait for me Eren. I will be quick, so don’t leave me,” you said. Eren showed his smirk and put his hands behind his head.

“No promises.”

You stuck your tongue out before walking with Bertholdt to an empty room. He opened the door for you and you walked inside before turning to him. He closed the door and turned towards you but did not meet your eyes.

“I will make this quick, I just want to apologize for the way I treated you. I am talking about the day I rejected you. I didn’t want you getting too close since I was the enemy but there was a better way to go about it. I never meant to hurt you as bad as I did. I love you. I always have, I understand you probably don’t feel the same.” Bertholdt said. Your eyes had widened in shock since you were surprised by his confession.

The moment you came down from your shock, you tried to find something to say. But nothing would leave your lips. Bertholdt looked you in your eyes before gently grabbing your hands. A part of him hoped, prayed even that you still loved him as much as you did three years ago. He glanced at your lips before back at your eyes, nervous about what you will say.

“Bertholdt, I- I don’t know what to say.”

“W-Well, do you forgive me?”

“Yes, I do forgive you. But I don’t feel the same anymore. It took me a year to get over the rejection, even after finding out you were the enemy. A part of me still loved you, but I don’t share those same feelings anymore. But I would still be your friend if you would accept that.”

Bertholdt’s shoulders slumped slightly, he had a feeling his confession wouldn’t have been returned. He would take your friendship though. He would take anything that he could get. He stroked your hair behind your ear and nodded his head.

“I don’t mind still being friends. I will take anything I can get… but can I ask you a question?” His hands tightened a bit on yours as you nodded your head.

“Do you have feelings for someone else?”

“I do…”

“Is it Eren?” He asked and your eyes widen and your cheeks dusted a dark pink. Your reaction alone was all that he needed to know the answer.

“How did you know?”

“You look at him, how you used to look at me. I know he shares your feelings because he looks at you the way I do.” He let your hands go, and you blushed. You played with your fingers out of nervous habit, and he stepped away from them.

“You must have a date with him, go before he does leave. I kept you long enough. Thank you for your forgiveness.” Bertholdt said, and you smiled nodding. You gently tugged on his shirt and he leaned down and you pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“I am sorry, but I am glad we can go back to being friends.” You said and he nodded.

“Go…” He gently pushed you out of the room, to the cafeteria where Eren was waiting for you. His cheeks were tinted pink from the small peck, but he shook his head. He watched as Eren’s eyes brightened slightly and he went back to wrapping his arms around your shoulders. Eren had a small blush on his cheeks, but he played it off with that cocky smirk.

“How did it go?” Reiner asked and Bertholdt shook his head with a small yet sad smile.

“I knew she had feelings for Eren, but she did forgive me.”

“Maybe in the next life.”

“Yeah, if I don’t ruin it.” He said watching you and Eren leave.

“Hey, are you okay (Y/N)?” Eren asked once you both left the cafeteria.

“Yeah, I am fine.”

“He didn’t do anything to cause you pain did he?”

“No, he just apologized and confessed.”

“Wait what?” Eren huffed slightly and you could tell he was getting irritated.

“I rejected him, but in a much kinder way. We are going to stay friends, he knows my heart belongs to someone else.”

“Eh? Who?” Eren snapped his head to you, and you blushed to look away.

“None of your business.”

“Hey, it is my business.”

“Nope…” You ran from Eren, and he blinked before chasing after you.

“Hey wait! (Y/N)! Who do you like?”

“Not telling.” You said laughing slightly, but Eren wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you to his chest.

“Tell me…”

“Why?”

“So I know who I am up against,” Eren said suddenly. His cheeks dusted pink again and you turned around and cupped his cheeks. He blinked looking down at you, and you stood up on your tippy-toes and pressed your lips to his. Eren instantly began to kiss back and held you close to him with a wide smile. The kiss was innocent and quick as he parted slightly and he had a goofy grin on his face.

“So I have no competition is what I am getting at.”

“Nope, I-”

“I love you (Y/N), be my girlfriend?”

You blinked as he had cut you off but you couldn’t help but laugh and nod your head.

“Of course you dork.” Eren smiled a true smile and nudged his nose against yours gently before kissing your forehead.

#AOT #Attack Titan #Eren yeager #Bertholdt Hoover #Bertholdt x Reader #Eren x Reader x Bertholdt #angst

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yogorlhilanne · 1 year

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This is how I imagine Annie after finding out that Bertholdt and how:

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Annie: Reiner!

Reiner:...? A-annie?

\Annie running up to hug Reiner/

Annie: You idiot, I missed you!...

Silence fell upon them as they hugged for awhile and Annie then figured something else was missing...

Annie: Wait... Where's Bertholdt?

Reiner then froze in fear, to scared to tell Annie the truth, he didn't want to. She only came back, he thought she would forget ever since she froze herself in Shiganshina.

Annie: Reiner? Where is Bertholdt?

Reiner:... Do you really want to know?

He can tell in her eyes that she knew what might have happened to him.

Annie: REINER! WHAT HAPPENED?! DID HE DIED? HOW?! TELL ME!

Her yelling was mixed with rage and sorrow. He can tell.

Reiner: ...He— he was eaten..

Annie: BY WHO?!

Reiner: Armin... They made him into a Titan and he ate Bertholdt... I knew how scared he must have been when he woke up only to be not saved and eaten alive..

Annie stood in shock, fear... and extreme rage. But she couldn't possibly be mad at the boy she liked before... Before everything happened. But... Bertholdt... He was gone, his powers were given to another person.

And that person... Being her lover.

She felt tears already forming in her eyes, rolling down her face... She hugged Reiner.

Reiner: I know... Annie. He wanted to leave Shiganshina so badly but only in the end to be eaten and give his powers onto another person... But... It was because two important people died and they had to choose who to revive back.

Annie didn't respond, she only cried in Reiners arms. She didn't care about why or how it happened... Bertholdt was gone. Forever. After she disappeared and Reiner was the only one who made it back home..

Bertholdt... I'm so so sorry I left you... In the end, you left me too.

#aot #angst #aot angst #attack on titan #aot reiner #aot annie #aot bertholdt #reiner braun #annie leonhart #bertholdt hoover

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doyouknowbtsswag · 2 years

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Attack On Titan

ੈ✩‧₊˚Levi Ackerman ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not A Goodbye

ੈ✩‧₊˚Eren Yeager ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚Jean Kirstein ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚Armin Arlert ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚Marco Bodt ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Reiner Braun ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Bertolt Hoover ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

ੈ✩‧₊˚Connie Springer ੈ✩‧₊˚

Not yet…

#levi attack on titan #attack on titan #levi aot #aot fanfiction #aot x you #eren yaegar #levi angst #levi x reader #aot anime #jean aot #eren x y/n #connie aot #aot reiner #aot bertholdt #aot boys #armin aot #marco aot

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blckbrdlove · 10 months

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someone else lights up the room

paring: eren jeager x reader

summary: it’s mid-september and eren’s falling in love for the first time in his whole life. too bad for mikasa, it isn’t with her, but with you.

genre: fluff, smut, slight angst (just in case)

notes: well pals! here she is!! my long, long awaited re-write for this series. a lot of this will seem familiar to those who read this part when i first posted this series, but there is some new stuff we haven’t read yet as well! after this part, almost everything we see will be new to all of us. i am very happy to get this out and to hear everyone’s thoughts on the re-write. reblogs and comments are much, much appreciated. please give me any and all feedback you may have. i know i put it off, and missed lots of deadlines i promised you guys, but i have put my whole heart into her. i am very excited to get this whole series out and completed to you guys, which will all be posted (hopefully) before the end of august. title credits; nothing new; taylor swift ft. phoebe bridgers

warnings: MINORS DNI, angst, fluff, meet cute, eren is a hopeless romantic, eren is a gentleman, eren is a sweet boy, eren falls in love with reader basically at first sight and has been smitten with her ever since, reader recently got out of a toxic relationship and is still healing- but is also very smitten with eren, unrequited love (mikasa), mentions of creampie, jealousy, smut, oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving)

word count: 8k

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Eren spots you from across the courtyard walking with your little blonde friend after his final class for the day. It makes him stop and completely tune out whatever Mikasa is trying to talk to him about regarding their upcoming applications for medical school that are due in a few weeks.

You’ve got on a little light blue floral dress that shows off your legs and collar bones beautifully, and paired with some strappy white sandals that show off the pretty polish on your toenails.

It makes him wonder if your skin is as soft as it looks from this distance. He bets it is, and he bets you smell really good, too.

Your friend says something that makes you laugh, the sound bringing a half grin on Eren’s own face as his heart stutters in his chest.

Mikasa looks up to see if he’s paying attention, quickly taking notice of the gleam in his eyes and half smile beginning to take up his face. It almost makes her smile before she realizes he isn’t even paying attention to her.

Her gaze follows the direction of his, quickly noticing you walking in their direction with your friend’s arm linked through yours.

She quickly frowns, being unfortunately reminded of the deep infatuation that Eren has with you that began during last spring’s semester. Honestly, the first time he talked about you, she thought you were an idiot, being the only junior in a freshman level chemistry class and barely passing. She often wondered if Eren tweaked your grades on the papers and exams he graded as Professor Hange’s TA, not that she would ever admit that to him.

Annie had been the one to inform him that you had a boyfriend, and had been with said boyfriend since high school, her knowing from not only going to high school with you and your friends but having been in the same friend group before she broke up with Bertholdt. Apparently her friendship wasn’t as valued to you guys as his was and she made her quick exit and found herself in their little friend group now, thanks to her and Armin’s relationship, if you could even call it that currently.

Discovering your relationship didn’t quell Eren’s interest a bit, and he asked Annie to tell him everything she knew about you, which was actually quite a bit despite not being very close to you.

Annie met you through your, now ex, boyfriend Porco Galliard. You were a cheerleader and top of your class at Marley Prep and you have stupid rich parents who fund your whole lifestyle and want you to be the happiest you can be.

In Mikasa’s mind, you just really aren’t the type of person she think Eren would be happy with. Sure, his family is well off, but your parents, from what she knows, are on a whole different level, and you seem shallow.

She ends up so lost in thought she doesn’t even hear Armin walk up and start a conversation with them, going off about some party that Annie said she was going to tonight and hinted that she’d like to see him there if he was available.

“Armin, not that I mind going with you, but I’m not sure why you need me to go with you?” Eren spoke with slight confusion.

Armin looks between Eren and Mikasa, “I’ll just feel better if the two of you are there with me,”

Eren’s gaze turns soft when he notices how tense Armin is, how nervous he actually is at the thought of joining Annie at this party. Mikasa speaks up before Eren can respond, “We have a really, really important lab tomorrow, but as long as we aren’t out too late we can come.”

It almost upsets Eren at how definitive her answer is, how she’s decided for them that they need to be home at a certain time, that he needs to be home at a certain time. He isn’t a child, and he’s getting tired of all the coddling he gets between Mikasa and his mother.

“Lab isn’t until 9 anyway, so we don’t have to be home that early anyway.”

Armin throws his arms around his two best friends, mumbling quick thank you’s and you guys are the best.

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Eren doesn’t exactly hate parties, but he didn’t particularly want to be here tonight. He’s under a lot of stress with his applications for early acceptance to his top medical school choices being due soon and his mom has been on his ass about coming to visit, which he typically doesn’t mind doing but before returning to campus for this last year at university, he and his dad got into a huge fight over where he’d be going to school and residencies and all the bullshit he didn’t want to deal with, especially since he still hasn’t told his dad that he doesn’t know if he plans on going to medical school.

But there isn’t a thing in the world he wouldn’t do for Armin, and if Armin needs him here for moral support, then he’s here.

Grabbing a cup and putting who knows what is in it, he turns around to make his way back to the living room to find his friends when he stumbles into another body. Reaching for your wrist, nearly dropping his cup in the process, he helps steady your body as his eyes widen slightly realizing just who it is he just ran into.

You’re slightly more intoxicated than you’d typically like to be, but after spending the afternoon watching your phone blow up with text after text from Porco before you finally had to buckle down and block him, again, over some of the hateful things he had sent you, all you wanted to do was drink and forget about the stupid break up, which paired perfectly with the fact that Hitch had wanted to come to this party and stalk Marlo.

Eren’s eyes trail up your figure, taking in all of you. Tonight you’re wearing dark wash jeans that compliment you in all the right places, light rips line the area of your thighs. The denim comes up and rests perfectly on your hips, while the light pink top you have on hugs your chest in a way that Eren knows if he looks for too long, his own jeans will start to get tight, with the amount of cleavage your showing on top of the way it clings to you.

Your own eyes look over him, taking in his pairing of dark wash jeans and a plain black shirt that clings to his muscles just right. He’s got nice hair too, you note to yourself, and it’s thrown into a sexy messy bun. You can’t help but wonder if it’s as soft as it looks.

The two of you make eye contact and it feels like his eyes are trying to find your soul with how deeply he’s looking at you.

Your staring is interrupted by Hitch, who stumbles in and grabs your free wrist with a giddy look in her eyes, “You won’t believe who just got here,” And just like that, you’re pulled away from him and into the crowd of people.

Hitch drags you over to your other two friends. Historia is sitting on Ymir’s lap as the latter is whispering, what you can only assume, dirty words in her ear. The way Historia is fidgeting in her girlfriend’s lap with her lip between her teeth makes you fairly sure that the two won’t be here for much longer.

You look at Hitch with a raised eyebrow and tilt your head back to the two of them in question. “Reiner is here.” Distaste fills your features at the mention of the blond brute as you hum before taking Historia’s cup from her and drinking the bitter, clean liquid.

“Vodka? Yuck.” Your face is scrunched up as you close your eyes and drink the remainder of the drink. You look back at Hitch, “No Pieck?”

Hitch frowns at the mention of the dark haired girl and shakes her head, not knowing why you would even bother to ask.

Pieck wasn’t initially your friend, she was his friend, but she quickly embedded herself into your friend group after you had started dating him. Hitch never really liked her, to be fair Hitch doesn’t really like anyone, in fact she always thought Pieck had tried a little too hard to be your friend, always looked at you a little too long. There had been multiple occasions where the shorter girl would lace her fingers with yours when she thought no one was paying attention, or Hitch would find her sending a heated glare in Proco’s direction when he would cling to you in front of her.

And it’s not like she’s even been around since the monumental breakup that occurred in June. Sending all of your calls to voicemail and neglecting the group chat before Ymir had enough and finally just kicked her out completely.

Needless to say, Hitch thought Pieck was fucking weird. But what she thought was weirder was that after you and Porco broke up, she completely ghosted not only the group- which Hitch could’ve excused- but you as well. Hitch couldn’t care less about Pieck not wanting to stay friends with her, but what bothered her was how hurt you were over it.

Sure, you have herself, Historia, and Ymir. Hitch has been your best friend since first grade and has never been anything less than your rock. Always there when you need her and never letting you down. And Historia joined the two of you, turning your duo into a trio in sixth grade when you and Hitch decided to join the cheer squad for middle school, and you met Historia at tryouts. The three of you made the squad and the rest was history.

When Ymir started dating Historia freshman year of college, she quickly learned how much you and Hitch meant to her, and in turn, as long as it was in her means, if you needed anything she was there.

But Pieck’s different, she’s no Historia, and she’s definitely no Hitch, but she’s Pieck and you hold a lot of love for her. And you were absolutely heartbroken that when you called her after the huge final blowout between you and Porco and she didn’t answer.

Sure, Hitch and Historia know how bad your relationship was, they know everything, but Pieck was the only one who saw how bad it was. It killed you to know she didn’t care enough to even just answer or send you a stupid text despite everything.

As if she can sense your mood dampening, Hitch grabs your hands, smiling wide and giddy again as she remembers why she drug you out of the kitchen in the first place, “You will not believe who is here!”

You roll your eyes playfully as you turn to give her your full attention so she can talk all about Marlo, not even noticing the eyes that can’t stop looking in your direction.

Across the room Eren stands with Mikasa and Armin, the blonde nearly sweating through his light blue button up shirt. Despite trying to calm him down, Mikasa can tell Eren’s mind is elsewhere. He keeps glancing across the room.

Following his eyes, Mikasa’s land on you with your friends and she has to fight an eyeroll, already irritated with being here.

Despite thinking his crush was stupid, hollow even, she couldn’t deny that she’ll never forget how upset she had been when she overheard Eren talk about you with Armin, the former had told him that you were probably the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

When she looked up your instagram later that same night, her stomach knotted as she noticed just how pretty you looked in all your photos, how put together you always seemed. Mikasa’s never really been insecure over girls Eren had brought in and out over the years, but you were just a different story.

Armin seems to finally catch on to the fact that Eren isn’t paying attention to his nervous ranting.

“Eren! Hello?” Armin finally snaps him out of trance, Eren looking at him briefly before looking back over at you, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” He tells him off handedly, gaze still on you. You have a bright smile on your face as Hitch says something, he assumes, is funny.

“You should just go talk to her,” Armin finally tells him with an exasperated sigh, which causes both Eren and Mikasa’s heads to snap towards him.

“Why would I do that?” “Why would he do that?” Eren’s eyes meet Mikasa’s as she blushes harshly under his gaze that holds deep offense.

Armin looks between the two before he clears his throat awkwardly, “I mean it’s not like she has a boyfriend anymore or anything. Worst case scenario she ignores you,”

Eren nods before frowning slightly, “Yeah, but I almost knocked her down in the kitchen and didn’t even apologize,”

Armin looks at him with wide eyes, almost gasping, “You mean to tell me you finally had a chance to talk to her? And you didn’t?”

Another offended look is on Eren’s face in an instant, “How do you know I didn’t talk to her?”

Armin scoffs as he rolls his eyes at Eren’s question, “Well, actually, I know you. And I know for a fact that you didn’t talk to her because you wouldn’t be over here with us talking about her, you’d be over there with her. And I also know that even if talking to her didn’t work out, you still would’ve said something about it.”

Mikasa frowns again, “But aren’t we supposed to be here to support you, Armin? I mean you’re a nervous wreck.” Armin gives her a weird side eye, and frowns lightly at her behavior.

“I mean I have you here, and Jean and Connie are here if all else fails?” Though he says it as if it’s a question, Mikasa knows the question is why she’s being so defensive about Eren talking to you.

“I think it’ll be fine,” Armin turns back to Eren, giving him a nervous grin, “Just go talk to her1 Annie’s here already anyway.”

Eren nods to himself, and then looks between Armin and Mikasa with a half grin that makes Mikasa want to melt into a puddle. “Wish me luck.”

As Eren makes his way across the room towards you, Mikasa can’t help but frown as she starts to compare herself to you. The outfit you’ve got on compliments your body so nicely, while her ripped black jeans and black tank top do nearly nothing for her own figure. You’re also pretty outgoing, while Mikasa can barely hold a conversation with anyone who she hasn’t known since high school without cringing at herself.

The glitter that frames your eyes is also a deep contrast from the black liner that is smudged around her own, your hair is nicely styled with a pretty silver butterfly clip holding some of it back while Mikasa’s hair is at an awkward stage of nearly outgrown because she hasn’t had a chance to go get it trimmed since coming back to school.

She also has bags starting to form under her eyes, the long nights of studying getting to her. Choosing pre-med as her major in an attempt to stay close to Eren starting to bite her in the ass since it comes a lot easier for him, so he doesn’t have to study as much.

Jean and Connie join Armin and Mikasa once they notice Annie in the kitchen. Connie walks up behind Armin and wraps his arm around him, getting close to his ear so he can give him a pep talk on how to woo Annie. Armin grumbles back that he doesn’t need his help, but when Sasha bounces over, she gets on Armin’s other side and tells him that Connie means well, just take his advice!

Jean stands awkwardly next to Mikasa, who has yet to take her eyes off of Eren. Her eyes finally avert to Jean when he starts talking.

“You look really nice tonight, Mikasa,” She has a slight frown on her face, but she mumbles back a small thanks as she bites her lip. She looks like she does every day, and she wants to tell him that, but instead she gives him a fake smile that she knows he can see right though and asks him if he wants to go find something to drink. He has an idea of what she’s trying to do but smiles softly and tells her to lead the way.

As the two of them make their way to the kitchen, Mikasa takes another glance towards your direction, stomach dropping even more when she takes note that Eren’s standing in front of you with his hands in his pockets.

Hitch had been going on about Marlo and how handsome she think he is for the past twenty minutes; Ymir is about five minutes away from taking Historia up to a bathroom, and you’ve had probably one too many solo cups full of vodka when Eren made his way to you, hands in his pockets and a boyish half smile on his face.

Hitch cuts herself off mid-sentence when she takes note of the six foot two man towering over the couch you occupy, eyebrows raised as she looks between the two of you with a sparkle in her eye once she realizes his eyes are strictly on you.

Your own eyes are wide with drunken curiosity as you look at him. “I know you!” Your voice makes Eren smile slightly as you continue, “You bumped into me in the kitchen, right?”

Eren winces and lets out an awkward laugh, “Uh, yeah. I just wanted to come over and apologize, I had meant to earlier but was a little distracted.”

His heart sputters when you let out a soft giggle, “Oh, don’t worry about it! Parties can get distracting. Though, I’d hate to think you’ve spent this whole party thinking about apologizing instead of actually enjoying yourself,”

Though there’s a teasing glint in the smile on your face and in your tone, your eyes tell him you’re genuinely worried he spent the whole party worrying about the fact that he ran into you.

“Oh, uh no. Well I mean I was distracted by you, but” His eyes widen once he realizes what he said, while Hitch has to hold back laughter at the man in front of her turning red.

“You were distracted by me?” Your tone is slightly disbelieving, and your eyes have a certain shine in them that he doesn’t quite recognize but the look on your face has his own flushing even more.

Unbeknownst to the both of you, Ymir and Historia have pulled away from each other and make eye contact with Hitch, whose eyes are gleefully wide as she looks between them over your head. Historia is a little confused due to the amount of liquor she’s drank in such little, but Ymir catches on pretty quickly to what Hitch is getting at and reaches across Historia to tell you that they’re gonna head out and they’ll see you later. Historia looks confused and goes to protest but a quick look from Ymir has her quiet despite her confusion.

Waving bye to your friends, Hitch looks across the room and her eyes land on Marlo, she looks back at Eren with a coy smirk, “Keep an eye on her for me, yeah?” and before he can answer she’s up and gone.

You and Eren sit in a semi-awkward silence for a few moments before he speaks up, “Do you want another drink?” He cringes at his question and silently prays that you don’t think the worst, that he’s just trying to get you drunk.

“Actually, I think I’ve had enough to drink, but maybe we can go sit outside or something?” He nods, an excited look in his eyes that makes you smile brightly. He reaches his hand out to you, and you take it, smiling wider as he helps you up and puts an arm around your back to take you outside. Neither of you notice the heated glare in Mikasa’s eyes as she watches from the kitchen.

It’s a lot more comfortable outside, you’re able to breathe and hear a lot better. He sits next to you on the ground up against the rough brick of the house as the two of you spend nearly the next hour talking about whatever comes to mind.

Eren asks a lot about you, what you like, what your favorite food is, why your favorite song is your favorite song, asks about your major. He tells you that he thinks you look like an art major, which in turn you tell him you didn’t expect him to be in pre-med, which he laughs lightly as he nods in agreement, telling you it definitely wasn’t his first choice. You don’t ask him to elaborate, which he’s thankful for.

Mikasa frowns from her spot next to Sasha as Eren makes his way back over to the group, you shyly behind him with your fingers laced through his. Armin smiles and has to refrain from sending a thumbs up towards Eren once he notices you’re with him. Annie smiles, what Mikasa would consider her most genuine smile, and waves at you. Mikasa nearly forgot that the two of you used to be good friends at one point.

Mikasa tunes out the rest of the group as Eren explains that he’s gonna head out, you’re getting tired, and he wants to make sure you get home safe. He’s got that boyish smile on his face, and Mikasa watches how you’ve got a blinding grin on your own face, eyes not leaving him as he speaks to his friends.

Jean watches Mikasa’s eyes water slightly as Eren sticks his hand in your back pocket as the two of you walk away. Her watery eyes meeting his as she silently begs for him to make the pain go away.

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Eren has you pinned up against the front door to his apartment before it can even slam shut behind you. Your chest pushed up against the door as his hands work their way up and down your sides under your shirt, teasing the underside of your breast as he grinds his erection into your ass as your back arches.

His left hand moves your hair to the side so he can suck on your neck while his right hand reaches for the button of your jeans, making quick work of getting them undone and slipping his hand into your panties. His middle finger makes quick work in circles on your clit, making you gasp in surprise and reach up with you right hand and grab at the back of his head, tangling your fingers his soft brown hair.

The light pull of your fingers causes him to groan and bite down on your neck, causing you to gasp in surprise.

He pulls his hand out of your pants and moves both hands to the hem of your jeans and begins to pull them down. His husky voice in your ear makes you moan out loud when he tells you how badly he wants to taste you.

His body follows his hands as he pulls your jeans down to your ankles, slapping your ass lightly before he spreads your cheeks so he can get a nice view of your cunt, and he groans when he sees how fucking wet you are.

His thumb finds your clit and he puts just the slightest bit of pressure, but somehow it’s enough to make you let out a soft moan of pleasure, causing him to smirk.

“Yeah, you like that, baby?” You nod and moan louder as he puts more pressure, rubbing harsh circles as he leans forward and dips his tongue into you. He groans at your taste, and he takes his thumb away from your clit so he can use both hands to pull your body closer to his face.

“God you taste so fucking good,” His words make you blush, but he gives you no time to respond, his tongue finding its way back to your clenching hole.

“Ohmygod,” You can’t contain the gasp of pleasure that leaves you as your right hand reaches around to hold his head in place as he continues fucking his tongue in and out of you, hands gripping your hips tightly to keep you as close to his face as he possibly can, breathing be damned.

His tongue alternates between fucking your hole and licking at your clit. His left hand moves from your hip to your cunt, and he sticks two fingers inside you as he continues licking at your clit. He groans at your tightness around his fingers, that with the addition of the taste of you driving him insane.

“Er-eren!” You yelp out his name as his fingers make quick work of finding your g-spot, you feel him smirk against you once he feels the spongey spot. Fingering you faster, his mouth moves back to your clit, and he puckers his lips around it and begins to harshly suck on it.

The feeling is too much, you feel like you can’t breathe. His fingers repeatedly hitting your g-spot, and his mouth harshly sucking on your clit has you cumming before you even realize it.

“Eren, ah! Fuck, I-I’m cumming,” You moan out, trying to warn him so he can pull away if he wants. But he somehow manages to keep surprising you.

“That’s right baby, you fucking cum for me.” Curling his fingers slightly harder against your g-spot, his free hand grips your hip harder to hold you in place as your body starts to tremble as your orgasm washes over you. He doesn’t pull his fingers away until you’re nearly sobbing from the stimulation against your g-spot, and he slowly pulls his fingers out of your clenching hole.

He smirks as you gasp, one hand still clinging to his head while the other hold the trim by the door for dear life. Slightly leaning forward, he licks your cunt one last time in a harsh strip from your clit up, momentarily sneaking his tongue back in you one last time for good measure.

Pulling away from you, he stands back up, slowly pulling your underwear back up. Giving your ass a light tap, he bends back down and lifts your legs up one at a time at your knees to help you pull your jeans off of your ankles. Eren folds and lays them on the end table by the front door before he makes his way back over to you, who’s now turned around, face flushed and facing him with legs still slightly shaking.

He smiles at you once his hands find their place back on your hips, mouth meeting yours in a kiss that makes you gasp in surprise, but your arms quickly make their way around his neck. Licking your bottom lip, he lifts you enough to where you can wrap your legs around his waist so he can walk you to his room. His tongue works its way into your mouth, causing you to moan slightly around it as he continues kissing you until he reaches his room and sits you on the edge of the bed.

You look at him confused when he makes his way over to his closet, pulling out an old black band t-shirt. It’s faded, but well taken care of. Your eyebrows furrow when he hands it to you and makes his way to his dresser, pulling out a pair of grey sweatpants and changing into them, leaving the t-shirt he was wearing off.

“Did you not want to…” Your voice trails off as you look at him with furrowed brows as he makes his way back over to you, fighting hard to keep your eyes off of his naked chest. He crouches down so your eye level, and he frowns when he sees the slight insecurity swimming in your eyes.

Reaching a hand up, he caresses your face and rubs his thumb just under your eye before he lightly pulls your face to his, kissing you again. This kiss is much lighter than the previous one, softer, he’s being much gentler. When he pulls away you frown slightly, leaning forward for more but he stops you.

“It’s not that I don’t want to, trust me when I say I do want to. Like, very badly.” He huffs out a laugh through his nose, the furrow in your brow slightly deepening in a silent question, “But I also happen to enjoy you very much, and I’d like to take you out properly, ya know?” He blushes deeply as he says it, but the smile on your face brings a huge grin to his own.

Reaching forward, you wrap your arms back around him, pushing your face into his neck as a small sigh leaves your mouth, “I think you might be very good for me,” Eren hears you whisper as you nuzzle your face into his neck. Eren lets out a soft but genuine laugh as he pulls your body closer to his, hoping you’re right. Hoping he might just be good enough for you.

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Mikasa looks around Jeans room, trying to stay as far away from him as possible in his full size bed, and she can’t help but wonder what you and Eren are doing right now.

Regret starts building deep in her gut as she realizes what she’s done with Jean will not only change the dynamic between the two of them, but also the fact that Armin is going to be so fucking disappointed in her once he realizes she only slept with Jean because she was upset Eren left with you.

Carefully crawling out of his bed, she quickly finds her phone and clothes before getting dressed and quietly leaving Jeans room.

Guilt is swirling in her stomach as she walks as quickly and quietly as she can out of his apartment and makes her way up a few flights of stairs to the one she shares with Armin and Eren.

She prays to herself that Armin and Annie decided to go back to Annie’s place, so they don’t have to see the disgusted look she has on her face. Disgust with herself, disgust with the fact that Jean let her use him, disgust with the fact that that the more she walks, the more she can feel Jean’s cum leaking out of her. Her disgust is quickly overcome by even more guilt as she unlocks the front door to the apartment.

Guilt is a terrible feeling, it’s nothing compared to the heartbreak she feels as she’s walking towards her room. Because the last thing she expected when she walked past the bathroom was to see Eren holding you up on the counter by the sink as he attempts to wipe the glitter off of your eyes.

He’s got that stupid smile on his face as he whispers for you to keep your eyes shut, he’s almost done. He holds your head at the nape of your neck gently with one hand while the other makes work of carefully rubbing your eye.

You’re mumbling incoherently, sleep lacing your voice as you hold your arms around his neck, head following wherever his hand guides it.

Out of the corner of his eye, Eren notices Mikasa’s disheveled appearance, while he doesn’t make a comment one it, she notices the way he raises his eyebrow in surprise.

She wishes she could say something to defend herself, but her gaze is too caught on you. The way he holds you tenderly makes her stomach turn, he’s so careful and gentle as he caresses your face, it makes her frown in envy.

“We’re almost done, you can have the bathroom in a minute,” Eren tells her softly, and she hates that she knows his soft words aren’t for her benefit but your own. She watches as he does a quick glance over your face one last time before he throws away the makeup wipes from a brand she didn’t recognize, watches as he gently lifts you at your hips to wrap your legs around his waist and how your face instantly makes its way to his neck in an almost natural way.

“Night, Mikasa,” Eren whispers and smiles when he hears you mumble a soft night of your own. “Good night, Eren,” Her voice isn’t above a whisper either, so he doesn’t hear her voice crack as he shuts his bedroom door, leaving her in the soft yellow glow of the bathroom light, alone.

Despite all the negative and harsh thoughts running through her mind, all she can focus on is the fact that Eren had let you wear his favorite shirt.

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Eren’s been awake for nearly fifteen minute, he knows he should probably wake you up too. He has a class in a little over an hour, and if he waits too much longer to get up, Mikasa will come to get him like she always does when he sleeps in.

But he can’t bring himself to care, not when you’re lying next to him making that old ass ‘the cure’ t-shirt look as good as you currently are.

He can’t help but admire you. You just look so perfect.

“You’re staring.” Eren flinches in surprise at your words, not realizing that you’ve already woken up.

“I’m gazing,” You peek an eye open at his words, a half-smile making its way onto your face at his cheesiness.

“It’s creepy.” He scoffs at you, leaning his face so close to your own that your noses are touching. “I think it’s pretty romantic.”

A hum leaves you as your raise your eyebrows at him, eyes closing slightly as you lean closer to him, lips nearly touching his, “Romantic you say?”

He sighs, nodding as his eyes refuse to leave yours, “Definitely romantic.”

Just as he’s about to lean in to seal the deal, a loud knock at his door causes the two of you to pull away from each other, “Eren, get up. We have class in a little more than an hour. I will not be late again to one of Hange’s classes because of you.”

He groans, head falling right next to your shoulder, “Yeah. Thanks, Mikasa,”

A laugh leaves your mouth, causing Eren to grin, “What time is it anyway?”

Eren reaches for his phone, clicking it on, “9:15,”

You groan loudly in despair. “I have class at 10:30,” The pout on your face almost has Eren asking if you want to skip and go get breakfast. Almost. But when you reach for your phone and sit up he decides against it.

He watches you scroll through your phone for a minute, not peeking at whatever you’re doing so he doesn’t seem like a creep. You’ve still got a little bit of glitter on your face from last night, and Eren inwardly cringes at the fact that he couldn’t get all of it off.

He likes the way you look in his bed, not to get ahead of himself but he definitely thinks that waking up with you a few days a week is something he could get used to.

Hopefully, next time you guys will have time to go get breakfast though, or maybe if it’s a weekend, you could get brunch.

Eren’s thoughts leave his mind when you look back over at him, a soft smile on your face, “Any chance I can get you to give me a ride home on your way to campus?”

“Yeah, yeah of course.” He tries not to sound too excited at the thought of you sitting in his passenger seat. You mumble out a soft thank you as you watch him get out of bed and make his way towards his closet, leaning your head in the palm of your hand as you admire the way his back muscles move and flex when he pulls a black t-shirt over his head.

“What class do you have this morning?” He asks, with genuine curiosity, you look away to give him some sort of privacy as he takes off his sweatpants and underwear so he can put on a pair of dark wash jeans and new briefs.

“Oh, um, it’s an advanced sketching class. Nothing special.” Running your fingers through your hair, you stand up and look around his room for your jeans.

Eren turns back around as he’s buttoning his pants up, smiling when he finds you standing awkwardly without pants on. “Your pants are in the living room,”

A half-grin is on your lips when you make eye contact with him and nod. “Right, I forgot.”

“Forgot I ate you up against my front door last night?” He’s cheeky, and it makes your body heat up as you bite your lip to stop a smile from showing you enjoy his teasing. Reaching over, you lightly slap his arm and mumble for him to get his head out of the gutter, to which he gives you a cheeky smile and a peck on the cheek in relation.

Mikasa is sitting on the couch in the living room when the two of you walk out, and she has to fight looking at you too long once she notices you still aren’t wearing pants. Just that stupid t-shirt that Eren’s been attached to ever since he found it at some local thrift store when they were fourteen.

You smile and send her a small wave, getting a blank look in return that makes you frown slightly. Eren appears in front of you, holding your jeans with that same boyish grin on his face. “I think your shoes are still in my car,” A small okay leave your mouth as your slide your jeans on, not really caring for modesty at the moment since everyone in the room has already seen you without pants on.

Eren holds your phone and keys out to you, “I, uh, couldn’t find your shirt or the clip you had in your hair last night.” As he scratches the back of his neck, you have to refrain from ogling his biceps as they flex. “Oh, uh, that’s okay,”

Before either of you can say anything else, Mikasa clears her throat, “I hate to interrupt, but we have a class to get to.”

Eren gives her a weird look at the tone she uses and the look she’s giving you. “Actually, we’re taking a detour. We’re going to drop her off at her place first.”

She frowns and looks over you under her nose now that she’s standing, before giving him another look, “Eren, we seriously can’t be late again.”

You finally decide to speak up, “I can always get an uber-“

“I think that would be for the best.” “Absolutely not!”

You look awkwardly between the two of them as they glare at each other, feeling extremely out of place. You give Eren an uncomfortable look, “Really, I can find my own way home,”

Eren lets out a scoff, his eyes softening as he looks at you again, “It’s really not a big deal. And if she has such a problem with it, she can take a bus.”

Mikasa lets out a noise of disbelief grumbling a whatever, sending you a sharp glare as she storms to her room to grab her bag.

She can’t fucking believe him, how dare he? She’s been nothing but good to him for twenty-two years and this is what she gets in return? Over some random girl who didn’t even know his fucking name twenty-four hours ago?

The car ride to your apartment from theirs consists of an extremely awkward fourteen minutes, not that you were counting. Mikasa had sent you another intense glare when you went to sit in the front, practically forcing you to sit in the back and ignored you the whole time, talking over you anytime you tried to respond when Eren spoke to you.

You have to refrain from letting a huge sigh of relief leave you once the car stops in front of your building. Eagerly getting out of the car, you don’t even notice Eren quickly stumbling out of the driver’s seat as he tries to catch up with you.

“Hey! Hey, wait up!” His voice makes you halt your steps, turning around to look at him. “I’m really sorry about you, I don’t think she had a great night last night and-”

“You don’t owe me an explanation, Eren,” You don’t mean to interrupt, but he really doesn’t owe you any sort of explanation.

Slightly frowning he responds, “Well, I know. I, I just had a really, really good time last night, and I didn’t want to end things on a bad note or before I can ask for your number.”

“You could’ve just asked,” A light laugh leaves you at his more detailed than explanation, “I just meant you don’t have to apologize for your friend. Everyone has bad nights sometimes, and having someone throw of your routine can make stuff like that even worse.”

“Oh,” He laughs awkwardly as you hold out your hand for him to give you his phone. He watches with enthusiasm as you punch in your number before calling yourself, so you have his number.

“Text me later! I’d stay and talk more, but I need to go change for class and I think if you stay any longer, Mikasa may just glare a hole in my skull.” You press your lips against his cheek softly before you turn around to enter your building, “See ya later, Eren.”

His whole face is burning up by the time he gets in the car, too engrossed in what just happened to even notice that Mikasa has a deep scowl painting her features.

His phone buzzes, pulling it out he sees it’s a text from you. A fond smile is on his face when he sees it’s a mirror selfie of you in his t-shirt with a half grin on what shows of your face. For my contact photo <3

“Are we going to class or what?” Mikasa grits out with a hateful tone, snapping him out of his trance.

“Oh, right.” He awkwardly coughs out as he starts the twenty minute drive to campus. Very, uncomfortably, awkward twenty minutes.

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Walking out of your sketching class, you’re pleasantly surprised to find Eren standing there waiting for you with, what you assume is, an iced coffee in his hand. Once he notices you, a huge smile appears on his face.

“Hey!” Your face heats as he hands you the drink enthusiastically, “Uh, Hi!” You look between him and the drink with curious eyes, causing him to blush as you take it.

“Oh, right. It’s an iced chai, with oat milk. I had Armin make it, he said you seemed like the type to like chai, but if you don’t like it then I can take you and get you something else.”

Your eyes don’t leave his face as he goes on about how Armin said oat milk was definitely a safe choice, because in case you have a dairy allergy, he firmly believes it superior non-dairy milk. Eren continues rambling for a few minutes about how he has no idea about the differences between almond and oat milk before he finds himself lost in your eyes that seem lost in his.

Smiling, you reach your free hand and grab his own, “I love oat milk. And, I have to agree with Armin, it is the superior non-dairy milk.”

Relief washes over his features as he smiles brightly at you, eyes traveling over you as he takes in your outfit change from this morning. You’ve chosen pink again today, and he can’t deny that it looks great on you, though he wishes you had kept on his shirt instead of going with the pink jeans with the pink corduroy jacket over a cropped white tank top you’ve chosen today.

You clutch your black tote bag closer to you as you sip the drink happily, grinning at Eren as you bite on the straw.

He smiles softly and clears his throat, “Anyway, I had a question for you.”

You quirk a brow, nodding for him to continue, “There’s this old theatre in town, they play lots of older films. They’re playing Rear Window on Friday at 7:30. Last night you mentioned you like older movies, so,” he sticks his hands in his pockets, biting his lip and glancing up at you, green eyes shining.

Your face heats up even more if possible, “Are you asking me out?” You pray his answer is yes.

“I mean, yeah! But, like, only if you want, though,” He’s met with a lip bite as you fight back yet another grin.

Despite wanting to say yes, you feel the slight need to be cautious. “I would love to go see Rear Window with you, but-”

Eren has to fight the frown that begs to take over his features at your words as you continue. “I just got out of a relationship. The only relationship I have ever been in, actually. And, well it wasn’t exactly a great relationship,”

Looking up at him you give him a small smile, “I would love to go out with you Eren, on a date. But do you think we could maybe, I don’t know, just hang out for a little bit? Take things slow?”

Eren tries not to look disappointed, because he does understand and he’s not disappointed, more bummed than anything honestly. But, he’s spent a whole semester pining over you, what’s a little longer?

“Absolutely!” The relief in your eyes makes whatever disappointment that was trying to creep in disappear completely.

Yeah, he absolutely can take things slow. No problem at all, right?

Can you take things slow, though? Probably not.

A comfortable silence develops between the two of you as you leave the fine arts building and head towards the parking lot to the south of it, “Do you want to get lunch with me and my friends tomorrow? I can pick you up around 1?”

Looking at him, you smile and nod, “Yeah, but are you sure no one will mind?”

Neither of you need to say anything to know you’re referring to Mikasa and her behavior towards you this morning. His face falls slightly at the thought of you not wanting to meet or hang out with his friends just because she was acting out of character this morning.

“Of course not!” It rushes out before he can control it. “If you’re worried about Mikasa, she had just had a bad night last night, like I was telling you earlier. It had absolutely nothing to do with you!”

You bite your lip, still unsure as you two come to a stop next to your car. Looking up at him, you sigh internally when you see his green eyes are already staring deeply at you, as if he’s begging you to say yes.

Despite a nagging feeling deep in your stomach, one telling you not to give in, especially so soon, a small voice in your head tells you that this, that he, could be good for you.

A soft smile creeps onto your glossy lips as you nod, telling him you’d be happy to go with him to lunch with his friends.

The smile the breaks out on his face makes all your negative thoughts disappear.

This will be a good thing, worst case, you just don’t click with his friends. He seems to like you plenty well already, and you like to think you’re likeable, surely his friends will, at the very least, get along with you.

#fic: ioblwbbrbig #eren yaeger x reader #eren x reader #attack on titan x reader #eren jeager x reader #eren jeager smut #eren yaeger smut #aot x reader #aot smut #eren jeager x you #eren jaeger fluff #eren yaeger fluff #aot fluff #she's here #*finally lol*#i hope you guys enjoy her!

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°˖✧ 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 ↳↳ 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚢 ✧˖°

A wild west anthology, a collection of fics with six of the attack on titan characters in an alternate universe. each fic is a stand-alone fic with no part two but has connections to the ones before it.

comment below to be tagged in all parts!

°˖✧ ⸻ 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚠 ↳↳ 𝚛. 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚗.

synopsis ⸻ it's not everyday a criminal breaks into your home, huh?

warnings ⸻ smut. 18+ wild west!au. part i of the gold rush anthology! bar-maid!reader. robber!reiner. black-coded reader. female reader. afab anatomy. full nelson position. fingering. a bit of dacryphilia. reiner threatens reader with a gun. the two of them get comfortable with each other really quick. reader calls her mother a bitch in this. reader was raised by her late grandmother cause her mother abandoned her. Erwin is in this, who was also raised by reader's grandmother. sheriff!erwin. erwin sees reader as neice/daughter. annie and bertholdt are also in this, but they don't matter.

°˖✧ ⸻ 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚏 ↳↳ 𝚎. 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚑

synopsis ⸻ when your home gets flooded out by a bad storm, it's only right for sheriff erwin smith to help you out, right love?

warnings ⸻ sm*t. fluff. minors do not interact. part ii of the gold rush anthology. sheriff!erwin. bar-owner!reader. canon-age Erwin. reader is in her late twenties, or early thirties, however, you wanna see it. afab reader. female reader. black-coded reader. soft-dom!erwin. fingering. squirting. full-nelson position (yes, can you tell I have a fantasy that I really wanna do?) soft-dom!erwin. he's also really stressed out in this. he also calls you "love" all the time. he also calls you a good girl during this as well. friends-to-lovers. p*rn with plot.

°˖✧ ⸻ 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛 ↳↳ 𝚎. 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛

synopsis ⸻ despite working together for a long time, eren and yourself cannot be in a room together, too bad the two of you are stuck at the office late at night.

warnings ⸻ sm*t. minors do not interact. p*rn with plot. part iii of the gold rush anthology. frenemies. coworkers. secretary!reader. officer!eren. eren calls you angel in this. slight-pervert!eren. erwin is your boss. female reader. afab reader. black-coded reader. reciprocal jealousy. mikasa and connie are in this but have no major significance. slight hate sex. storage room sex. mating-press position, regular and reverse cow-girl position. eren and reader are both in their early twenties as well. hickeys. you may or may not get pinned to the floor. they fight a lot for dominance as well.

°˖✧ ⸻ 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚘𝚢 ↳↳ 𝚓. 𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚗

synopsis ⸻ the years have been hard on the two of you, through it all, your love has preserved.

warnings ⸻ sm*t. 18+. minors do not interact. wild-west!au. part iv of the gold rush anothology. plot-filled. an apology for letting this series go on for as long as it did. jean calls you beauty in this. cowboy!jean. council-man's daughter!reader. angst. mentions of abuse. imperfect family dynamics. both fathers are jackasses. mentions of class disparity. friends-to-lovers. forbidden love. someone gets sent to military school. lots of flashbacks to childhood. soft/service-dom!jean. hair-pulling. cunnilingus. cow-girl position. full nelson (please y'all know me at this point)

°˖✧ ⸻ 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛 ↳↳ 𝚊. 𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚝

synopsis ⸻ on a mission to become rich, city boy armin comes on a mission for gold, seems he hit the jackpot?

warnings ⸻ to be announced.

°˖✧ ⸻ 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛 ↳↳ 𝚣. 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛

synopsis ⸻ far away from home, zeke relishes his new life in the city and leaves what he knows behind.

warnings ⸻ to be announced.

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Not In This Life

Paring: Eren x gn! Reader

Warnings: manipulative eren, violence, spoilers for season 4.

Genre: angst

Summary: Eren confronts you, Armin, and Mikasa about how he actually feels. Is that all really true though? Maybe your confession will give you an answer.

THIS WAS A REQUEST!! I tried to save the ask as a draft and it disappeared 😭 sooo thank you anon for requesting and I’m sorry it’s not attached.

This wasn’t what was supposed to happen. Not like this. The tension in the room was dangerously thick. Gabi sat at the table with Armin, Mikasa, and you.

Your hands were tightly clutching your thighs as Armin spoke to her. She killed Sasha. Your roommate. Your friend.

“We won’t kill you,” Armin said, his eyes downcast.

“Why not? I know you must want to.” Gabi’s eyes were filled with a dim glow.

“Why would I want that?” He sighed. “Always with the killing. It’s all you ever think about… just like someone else I know.”

The door opened suddenly, and footsteps entered the room. It was Eren.

"Oh, look. It's the brat that killed Sasha."

The three of you gasped upon seeing him. He looked so different and you could tell the light from his eyes was gone. Now just a dull glow. Your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of him.

“Eren..”

Eren’s hand raised to show a deep cut on his palm, blood trailing out. He sat down at the table across from everyone.

“I don’t want any trouble.” He said, his voice deep and sullen. “More conflict isn’t necessary to solve Eldia’s problems. Hange and the others are fine. We’re just relocating them.”

“Eren.” Armin started, surprising even himself almost. “We’ve all wanted to talk to you too.”

It almost seems too surreal. Your thoughts swirled through your head as you tried to listen to Armin’s words.

“…did they really convince you to join their side?”

Silence. Eren’s gaze was set on the white tablecloth. His blood oozed out of his wound and the crimson liquid stained the cloth.

“I am free, Armin.”

The words made you shudder. Mikasa and Armin both tensed next to you.

“My actions are governed by nothing but my own free will.” He continued.

“So you’re saying this was all on you?” Armin asked, his voice a bit shaky in disbelief.

“Yes-”

Mikasa shifted and cut in. “No. You’re being manipulated! The Eren we know would never involve civilians and children in war, even if they were enemies.”

“And you wouldn’t put us at risk either. You care about us more than anything.” You argued, making Eren’s gaze shift to you. His eyes were different, anything but loving. This was no longer the kid you fell in love with.

“Right?” Mikasa added, her tone becoming shakier and her eyes glossy. She stood up at the table. “You saved me from those kidnappers back at the cabin. You wrapped this scarf around me because you care!”

“I said keep your hands on the table, Mikasa.” Eren’s voice was sharp. She was startled by him and sat back down. You glanced towards Gabi next to you and her eyes were wide in dread, not looking at anything but the table.

Eren explained about his talk with Zeke and the Titans. “Armin.”

The blonde looked up at Eren.

“What made you start visiting Annie? Do you really believe it was your own free will?”

“W-what?” Armin’s eyes widened. “I don’t-”

“If memories play a major role in shaping us into who we are, then a part of you has become Bertholdt. Do you understand? An enemy within an enemy. He’s gotten in your head. You’re the one being manipulated by the enemy.”

“Hey! Why would you-?” Mikasa quickly cut in.

“You’re being controlled too.” Eren quipped. His eyes then met yours. “And so are you.”

He made your breathing quiver as you refused to believe him, you wanted to refuse. But the way his eyes held no sentiment or remorse for his words signified everything.

Eren looked back to Mikasa. “The Ackerman clan was designed perfectly to protect the King. Your instincts were dormant until I awakened it inside of you when I ordered you to fight. Your blood mistook me as the host you needed to protect.”

“No- that can’t be.” She whimpered and clenched the tablecloth in her hands.

“It can’t?” Eren’s tone had a bit of surprise in it. “Why not.”

“Because it wasn’t a mistake.”

Eren stopped her and continued clarifying her Ackerman blood background.

“No, I-” She whispered.

“In other words: slaves. You're a slave, Mikasa.”

Armin stood up abruptly and slammed his hands on the table.

“Stop! Leave her alone!” He pleaded. You glanced at Mikasa and you could see her holding back her tears. Her head was down and you quickly placed your hand on hers in consolation, she grasped tightly onto yours.

You were only half paying attention to Eren’s speech. Now, your fixation was settling your friend. Your thumb swiped over her hand in small circles. Her soft cries escaped her lips.

It wasn’t until you heard Eren say those horrible words that you stopped.

“Ever since I was a kid, Mikasa. I've always hated you.”

“Eren, how could you say that to her?” Armin yelled and climbed over the table, desperate to grab at Eren.

Mikasa shoved you off of her and quickly stood up. Her hands seized Armin and pinned him down to the table, his arm bent dangerously behind his back.

“Mikasa, let go!” You shouted and gripped her elbow.

Armin looked at her in shock and she quickly let go of him. Mikasa backed away with tears streaming down her face and gasped at what she had done.

“No, I-I was just…” She couldn’t even finish her sentence before Eren cut her off.

“You see? That blood is all you are.” Eren said.

You held an arm up in front of Mikasa as Armin once again jumped onto the table and swung his fist at Eren.

Gabi stood up abruptly as the table flipped over and Eren fell back on the floor. Armin let out a yell and raised his fists again as Eren quickly stood up.

You both watched in horror as Eren punched Armin in the jaw, evading his other attempts to hit him. Eren grabbed the collar of Armin’s uniform and threw him into the wine cabinet, bottles and glasses toppling over and shattering on impact.

“Eren!” You yelled with tears in your eyes. You were about to take a step forward to break them up when Mikasa held you back.

Turning towards her with wide eyes, she shook her head, the tears still falling down her face. “No, he’ll hurt you too.”

“Jeager!” Three soldiers quickly came into the room upon hearing the commotion.

Eren stood back and watched Armin try to get back up. “I’m fine. I’ll handle this.”

“Just tell me where Zeke is.” He said.

Armin weakly raised his fists again and that’s when Eren beat him. Again and again.

“Eren, stop!” You yelled. Tears now rushed down your face as you watched Armin get beaten up mercilessly. The blonde dropped to the floor in a heap, blood trailing out of his mouth.

“Armin.” You pushed off Mikasa’s arm and quickly knelt beside Armin on the floor. Turning him over, you brushed the hair out of his eyes and used your sleeve to wipe the blood off.

Your hard stare met Eren’s eyes. “What the hell is wrong with you? How could you do this to them? After everything we’ve been through.”

“Funny… you used to follow every choice I made.” He said with the same dull voice, his eyes searching yours for the reaction he craved. “Unless those feelings of yours never went away.”

You paused, he knew?

“It was cute at first, I’ll admit, but like Mikasa, it seems like you were never your own person. Pathetic. Everything you did was to always appeal to me, wasn’t it?”

No (y/n), don’t let him manipulate you. This is what he wants.

“Every day you stood by me with hope that I would love you the way you loved me. Tell me, how does it feel knowing all that work you did was for nothing?”

You gritted your teeth as tears continued to fall.

“This isn’t about me, not about us! This is about you and we don’t want you to do something that you will regret.” Swallowing the lump in your throat, you slowly rose to your feet and glared at Eren. “Yes, you figured it out, Eren, and you’re a damn fool if you try to deny how you felt too!”

Eren’s breath hitched and his eyes widened in surprise.

“Remember all those times we snuck out after hours and talked about our future? It didn’t matter what crazy scenario we made up each time, we were always together in the end!” You yelled. “I don’t think a man who spent his youth 'hating' me would allow himself to become so vulnerable. You told me everything.”

Mikasa knelt by Armin and cradled him in her arms. You moved closer to Eren, the sudden sound of guns cocking made you tense up as the guards all trained their rifles on you.

Eren quickly held up his hand at the guards. His eyes never left yours as they lowered their weapons. Honestly, his immediate defense surprised you.

“Is this what freedom is to you?” You continued, gesturing to your two friends still kneeling on the floor. “It looks like now you’re the one who's a slave, and your master is a worthless bastard.”

Eren gritted his teeth and scowled at you. “Let’s go.” He gripped your upper arm tightly, the other guards doing the same to Mikasa and Armin. “Take the brat that killed Sasha, too. We’re going back to the place where it all started... Shiganshina.”

Gabi stumbled against the soldier's grip while Armin and Mikasa went with no struggle. Eren still hadn't moved yet, keeping you in place. You clenched your teeth in pain as Eren tightened his grip every time you twisted your arm to break free.

“Sir?” One of the guards asked from the doorway.

Eren shifted his vision away from you. “Take them. We’ll be down shortly. I have some business to take care of first.”

The guards escorted your friends away from you. Now, you were all alone. With Eren.

Silence rang between you two as his other hand gripped your other shoulder. He turned you to face him, but you kept your gaze down.

“Hmph, you spent years standing by my side, and now you can’t even look me in the eye.” Eren tutted and gripped your chin with his hand, forcing your eyes to meet his. “There we go.”

You tried to break from his grip, but his hands only tightened more and you had to resist struggling when it began to hurt.

“Were you ever going to tell me?” He asked suddenly. The question seemed innocent, but his eyes told a whole other story.

“Tell you-”

“Don’t play dumb with me, (y/n). I’ll tell you right now it’s not the wisest decision.”

“Y-yeah. The day you left.” You muttered with tears in your eyes.

"I see.” His tone turned solemn.

“Eren, I love you.” You started, pausing briefly to take a shuddering breath and try to rid your tears. “W-was any of it… ever real?”

The memories, laughter, adventures... anything?

He stared at you, taken aback by your words. “You said love not loved... you still love me?”

You sniffled as the tears slipped down your cheeks, trying to avoid his gaze. “Y-yeah, I still do.” You didn’t want to. With all the actions Eren has pulled recently, you didn’t want to. But yet, you still did.

“You shouldn’t.” He commented, thumb swiping over to brush one of your stray tears.

“I don’t want to.”

“But you do.”

Silence washed over you. His eyes were piercing under the grip he still had on your chin.

“Why?” You asked. “Why this way, there wasn’t any other option?”

This time his gaze evaded yours. “No.” He released a heavy sigh and something changed in his eyes. It’s like any small ounce of compassion he held just faded. “It’ll work out in the end. This isn’t over, (y/n). You always come running back to me and I always welcome you.”

Jerk.

A sob left your lips and you managed to rip your face out of his grip. “You know what, Eren?”

Eren’s gaze stiffened when he heard the tone in your voice. “What.”

“I don’t care what you do. Whatever the hell you do, just know I’ll never stop loving you.”

“Don’t you understand?!” His hands grabbed your wrists tightly. “You can’t love me.”

“Eren, ah- you’re hurting me.”

“Don’t you get it? Things aren’t going to end the way you hope.”

“I don’t care-”

“You should!”

Your wrists were still clutched tightly in his grip, but he loosened his hold enough to let you gently cup his face.

“If it’s not in this life, then another one perhaps. I love you, Eren.”

Eren’s face scrunched up in anger, a distraught look crossing his features. “N-no, (y/n). Please, you can’t. The worst has yet to come.”

“Tell me.” You pleaded, your thumb swiping over his cheekbone. “Tell me you don’t love me. I just want to hear you say it.”

Eren stayed silent and dropped his stare. Thoughts ran through his mind.

“Tell me.” You urged.

“I…”

He couldn’t.

“It’s safer for you if I don’t.”

“That didn’t answer my question, Eren.” You scoffed.

“Fine.” His voice was hard. “I love you.”

His hand moved from your wrist to grasp your palm. “But I can’t. You’re right, maybe in another life, we can make this work.” Eren’s eyes met yours. “Just not this one.”

“Wait-”

“Everything I’m doing is to protect you!” He yelled. You blinked at him.

Protecting you? It didn’t make sense. He’s only started a war Eldia wasn’t ready to fight.

He took your hand in his and placed a light kiss on your knuckles. Your eyes softened at the sudden gesture.

A soft metal clinking was heard and before you could even register what happen, your wrist was shackled. The other cuff latching to his own.

“Let’s go.”

“Eren-”

“I told you, (y/n).” Eren looked at you with tears in his eyes. “Not in this life.”

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