#reiner braun angst

[s-sugustar]

Your body is my safe space

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ pairings !: ex-military! Reiner Braun x black! fem! reader

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ content warnings !: fatphobia, insecurities, mentions of fatphobia

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ word count !: 1.9k

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ author's notes !: exams almost done and wheww, I couldn't wait to post this. I didn't do the synopsis cause I suck at em. Also, congrats to @chrollohearttags for hitting 13k!! You deserve ittt sunny! 💕

You twisted and turned, rolling until you found the perfect spot to sink into the silk sheets. You moaned quietly as you found yourself curled into a pillow, your head snuggling into the cold side of the pillow. from the light snores that came from above, you knew that your fiancé was still deep in sleep.

You giggled to yourself as an idea filled your mind. crawling back to where your fiancée laid, you slowed your breathing before pulling back the sheets that was snugged around his waist. You observed Reiner quietly, toned biceps that slowly gained fat over time; no longer working out as much as he once did. you could still see the outline of his abs, but his soft pudgy stomach caught your attention.

You loved to feel it beneath your fingers grasped unto his tanned skin. When you met Reiner, he was somewhat shy and very conscious of the way he looked. With time spent and memories made, you helped Reiner shaped into the person he is today. He may have his moments, but one thing is for sure, and two things are for certain, once his wife fiancée loved the way he looked then that's all that mattered to him.

Once your hips lowered onto his, the tip of your right index finger traced lines from his happy trail right up to his jaw, your other hand playing with his nipple. Reiner groaned, the feathery touch from your finger causing sparks to flow through his body all the whilst he slept.

Your smile widened, you quickly pulled your hands back before laying one out flat unto his stomach whilst the other gripped the sheets, holding you up against him. Your teeth grazed his jaw, the stubble from his chin eliciting a prickly feeling against your lips that you ever so loved.

You pulled at his ear lobe, pulling back to kiss below his ear before your hips grinded against his, causing slight friction to make him jump below you. A low mutter left his lips but he hadn’t moved from his position, way too tired from the day in front. You paused in your ministrations before grinding down against him, your hands finding his shoulders to steady yourself. "Shit." Reiner realized this dream he was having was more realistic than anything; his hands unconsciously gripping your hips making you squeak at the gesture. Sometimes you wish Reiner didn't have such good hearing because the squeak that fell from your lips caused his eyes to snap open before he looked towards you, slowly taking in your appearance.

"G'morning baby." You sent him a daring smile as you continued to grind against him, the friction causing him to groan in response. With his eyes squinted and his grip tightening on your hips, you had been under him with the blink of an eye. Head flush against the headboard as Reiner pulled your hands away from his waist; forcing them above your head to stop you from running the against his body. "Couldn't wait till I was awake, huh?" he asked, hips pressed against you, stopping you from moving any more. "You were tired so I-." A gasp fell from your lips as you felt two of his fingers enter you. "I'm waiting to hear your answer y/n." he taunted, slowing thrusting them in and out of you. "You make me sick Rei." His smile widened as he bent down with his mouth close to you ear. "I'm just getting started sweetheart."

Four p.m. on a Tuesday and the two of you had gone to the supermarket. With Reiner pushing the trolley and you holding the grocery list while searching for what you needed, you hoped to find all that you needed and still make it home in time to watch a Christmas movie. "Hey baby, can you go and get me some chives and possibly some chicken seasoning. You can leave the trolley here; I'll be waiting for you. Oh, and if you want, you can pick up some of those snacks that you like too." Sending a smile his way, Reiner took to the aisles in search of what you told him to look for.

After he found what you needed, he set in search for a snack or two for himself as for you. Without the trolley in hand, Reiner had to hold the groceries within his hand. As he searched the snack aisle, someone had been passing through that aisle and saw Reiner searching or had he been deciding which snack he wanted for himself. An older lady seemed to be passing by when she saw Reiner looking at the variety. " You would think someone like would be looking in the fruits section and not around here. " The old lady laughed, chuckling to herself as she continued to push her trolley into the other aisle.

Reiner bit in his lower lip, quickly putting the snacks on the shelf before finding his way back to you; pulling down his shirt when he saw others glancing at him. Once he found you standing in the same aisle you promised you had been in, Reiner found himself lingering close to where you were; so quiet that you hadn't noticed his presence until you turned back to the trolley, jumping at him just standing behind you with a distant look in his eyes. "Jesus Rei, you scared me. Did you get what you wanted?" You asked, not noticing how quiet he had become. "Didn't want anything, got something for you instead." He quickly dismissed what you had asked, quite ready to leave the supermarket. Your tongue poked the side of your cheek, observing Reiner's off-putting behavior.

It wasn't until you saw him picking at the beige sweater he had on, trying to pull it further down that what it already was. Self-conscious, something or someone said something to him. It couldn't be his height, the man was a walking tree, standing tall at 6'4 with some beefy muscles. It wasn't his face, cause the man was a sight to look at, honey gold eyes with golden blonde hair and light stubble to top off the look. Ahh, his weight. He always was a bit on the soft side when it came to his weight. Since he left the army, Reiner hadn't gone to the gym, seeing that he wasn't under a strict diet anymore, he ate the things he once enjoyed and when you came into the picture, you just added to the plate.

Time and time again, you reassured him that you were perfectly okay with the way he looked. Matter of fact, you loved his chubby chin and beefy arms, snuggling into him every night as he enveloped you into his warmth. Loving the way his stomach felt between your thighs, not too stark and hard but with a bit of chub in place of some of the muscle mass. You kept quiet, not questioning him on what happened, rather, you waited until the two of you were home.

The steam filled the bathroom as you lowered yourself into the tub, sighing in comfort as you rested against Reiner's chest. Your head situated on his chest with your fingers glazing over his pecs. Silence was interrupted when Reiner spoke up, uncertainty and doubt filling his voice. "You think I should start back hitting the gym, been getting a bit too big." Trying to crack a joke at the end to lighten the tension, Reiner winced when you tensed in his hold. He knows that you love him the way he is but he can't help but wonder if you would love him even more if he was a bit, smaller?

The silence in the bathroom was deafening and Reiner slightly wished he hadn’t said anything. “You want to hit the gym again, Rei? Is that something you truly want?” you emphasized on the word, leaving a silence that plunged him into thought. Unsure of his feelings to going back to the gym, Reiner quickly gushed out an answer. “I-if you want me to, I can. I don’t mind doing it for you, y’know. Wanna make you happy and everything, if you want me to go back, j-just tell me.” You could hear the pain within Reiner’s voice, you knew deep down, he didn’t want to but that didn’t matter, your answer did; so, he waited.

“What brought this up? Why so sudden?” you asked, not dodging his previous question but wanted a further explanation or excuse as you called it to why so sudden. You pushed yourself off of him, turning to look him in the eyes, searching closely. Still seated on his naked lap, you stared him full in eyes, not backing up until you heard his reason. You could see that he was hiding something, fidgety eyes, arms tucked in; he looked small and the tears at the corner of his eyes weren't helping his case. You knew he hated bringing these things up but you couldn't let it go, his feelings were hurt and that was one of your main priorities. With a quiet sigh, your hands found comfort in his waist, white acrylics smoothing over his rolls. "Oh Rei. Y'know you can talk to me, right? About anything, y'know that?" you asked, softening your face as you pulled his chin so that he could face you.

"Need you too look at me Rei. Need to see those beautiful eyes of yours." you ordered playfully, smiling at the slight redness of his cheeks as his eyes found yours. The two of you stayed there, nothing but silence filling the room yet everything he wanted to say within those moments were spilt and the tears came soon after. "Poor baby, don't cry. Doesn't matter whether you have visible abs or a slight chub, a sharp jawline or chubby cheeks, muscular arms or bulky arms, I love you for you Reiner Mavis Braun. I love you for your smile, your softness around children, how patient you with me when I'm being a brat, the way you gush about different types of flowers and what they mean and so much more. I love you for you and not for your body. Your body is my safe space and besides I like chubby you way better."

With every you said you loved, came a kiss after and you didn't stop until you got every single part of his body. Once you were finished, you leaned back up to find him smiling at you. "You'd make such a good mama, y'know that?" he commented, staring deeply into the eyes that belonged to the love of his life. "Oh yeah? Why don't you make me one then?" you retorted, a wide grin on your face as his eyes widen in shock and in adoration.

"REINER!" you squealed as the buff man pulled you from the shower and over his shoulder as he headed back to the bedroom.

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"Hi, excuse me, are you Mrs.Smittingham?" you asked politely, a soft smile adorning your face as the lady turned to acknowledge you. "Why yes I am, why?" she asked, seemingly annoyed that you are bothering her, as quickly as your smile came, so did it disappear. " Listen here, you buck tooth, bow legged, big foot, hairy looking half piece of sword fish, the next time you tell my man about his weight, I'll knock them dentures out, real clean." You sneered all in one breath, ignoring the shock look that adorned her face. "Oh and before I forget, my man don't want nothing that came from that Sahara desert you got down there. He got all that he needs, riight here."

#anime #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan #reiner x reader #reiner braun x black reader #reiner braun #reiner smut #reiner braun fluff #reiner braun angst #attack on titan angst #attack on titan fluff

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My Angel (Part Three)

➬ Reiner Braun x Fem reader

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Summary : Reiner was always taught that the devils of Paradis were vicious creatures, but what is he supposed to do when he soon finds himself reluctantly falling for one? Or when he is forced to go back to Marley and leave her altogether?

Word count : Almost 4, 300 words

Warnings : nothing really, reader is upset and isolates herself, Jean comforting reader,

Author’s notes : reblogs are appreciated!! I appreciate all feedback on my writing so that I can know what you guys liked and what you think I should improve on😊

Disclaimer : this is a work of fiction and should in no way, shape, or form, be taken seriously.

Side Note : this fic, and everything else I’ve written on my blog, is mine and only mine. I work very hard on everything I write so do not, under any circumstances, modify, copy, or steal my work.

***Important Note***

Hello my dears, I’m sorry for going on hiatus HAHA, I was super busy with school and work, plus on top of that I had major personal issues that were just too overwhelming to deal with at the time; and I couldn’t even write at all until I got it solved. I was under a lot of stress and was feeling really down about a lot of things in my life so I stopped writing for a little while. But I’m doing better now and I started writing again! So here’s the long awaited chapter three :))) I’m legit just gonna be turning this into a series so stay tuned for more parts! I appreciate your support and patience! <333

“Y/n?” There was a gentle voice at your door, followed by a few quiet knocks against the wood. “Y/n, can I come in?”

Your head slowly lifted from the fetal position you had succumbed to, your vision still blurry with tears as they glanced across your bedroom to the entryway. Barely anything was visible in the dark expanse of your room, except the silhouette of a shadow under your door; a shadow you quickly recognized as Jean’s.

“Yeah, I guess.” You answered his request, quickly lifting your fingers to wipe away the tears littering your skin.

The door then opened slowly, allowing the light from the outside hallway to seep through; its piercing glow caused your eyes to squint after being in the dark for so long. Although, once you began to adjust to the brightness, you were able to make out Jean’s figure entering your room, along with a tray of food he was holding in his hands.

“Hey,” his voice was soft, a tender smile lining his lips as he walked over to your bedside; one of his hands then reached towards your nightstand to turn on the lamp. “There, that’s better. Did you turn nocturnal or something?” He teased, hoping to cheer you up in some small way.

Although, as his eyes glanced toward you, seeing no alleviation in your downcast expression, he realized it was going to take much more than a simple joke to bring you out of this fog you were enclosed in.

“I uh, I noticed you didn’t come down for dinner again.” Jean sighed and spoke with a gentle tone, awkwardly trying to change the subject. “So here, I brought you something.” He quickly stretched his arms outward to show you the tray of food he was holding, hoping it would improve your mood; even by the smallest amount.

You grinned faintly at his gesture. “Thanks, you can set it on my desk. I’ll eat it later.”

Jean’s eyebrows lowered at your words; that wasn’t the answer he was hoping for.

You said the same exact thing when he visited last night, and as he walked over to your desk to set your meal down like you asked, he realized it was foolish of him to believe you.

Already sitting there was the plate he previously brought you yesterday; the same one you promised you wouldn’t allow to go cold.

The food was uneaten, its texture now dry and spoiled after sitting out all night; even the fork he settled beside your plate was in the same exact spot he positioned it in before he left.

A disappointed sigh escaped Jean’s lips as he set the new meal down on your desk, knowing it would go to waste as well.

It’s a pity, had you not wasted it, Sasha would’ve been more than happy to eat at least half of your serving for you; just like she always did.

She used to demand to sit next to you for every meal, because you were the only one who was kind enough to let her steal your food. It started off as just a few bites of course, nothing too covetous, but, as time went by, she started unintentionally stealing almost half your plate.

She’d always apologize thoroughly for it though; she even began buying you a couple sweets from the local shop afterward to make up for it.

Sooner or later, it became a normal routine for you both. She’d eat her portion, as well as half of yours, then later she’d get you something in return. It was a fair trade, and it brought the two of you closer in the process.

Every meal since then was quite entertaining; not to mention loud. It always started with your thunderous laughter after Sasha, once again, scarfed down her food too fast that she ended up coughing. Following that was Connie’s usual “slow down, the food isn’t going anywhere,” comment that would always spark a brainless argument between the two.

Once their fight got more heated than just trivial little jabs, Jean would always step in and order them to cut it out. And every single time, almost like clockwork, Connie would call Jean his permanent nickname of “horse-face” that immediately had the whole table erupting in laughter; especially Eren.

Every meal it was something, and every single time you were doubling over in a convulsing laughter that you couldn’t breathe from. Between Sasha’s coughing, the silly arguments, and the non-stop jokes: the dinner table was always eventful, and your smile was always present.

But now, things had changed.

Ever since the catastrophe that occurred two weeks ago, you stopped attending dinner; and for once, the table was relatively silent.

With only one plate to tackle, Sasha didn’t eat as frantically as she used to. Because of that, Connie’s comments about her speed weren’t made anymore, and Jean didn’t have to play patrol officer and break up any more fights. There weren’t as many jokes for Eren to laugh at, or a noise problem that Mikasa could complain about.

For the first time, the dinner table was quiet, uncomfortably quiet.

Your seat remained vacant for the past two weeks, as did Reiner and Bertholdt’s; but no one needed to ask why, the reason for that was already blatantly clear.

It pained them all to sit at that table without you, to witness the way you isolated yourself, but they knew better than to confront you about it.

There was no point in discussing it, lest they wanted to rehash their grievances for the hundredth time.

So, Jean resorted to bringing your meals directly to you instead; that way you could still get the food you needed without having to interact with anyone before you were ready.

That in itself became a routine of its own: Jean would come to check on you in the early mornings when you’d skipped breakfast, bringing you something light to start your day with; and then at night he repeated the process.

And every single time he came to check up on you, your face wore the same grief-stricken expression as the day before.

Of course, he didn’t exactly expect you to be bursting with joy after what had happened; it was completely normal for you to be upset about it.

Reiner and Bertholdt were their friends after all; their comrades who they fought alongside for years. It was a stab to the heart to be betrayed by them, but, what’s worse is things didn’t stop there either. After the betrayal was the battle, the same battle that wiped out more than half of the military corps, including their trusted commander.

As if the betrayal itself wasn’t already agonizingly painful, the death toll that followed was more than enough reason to feel as dejected as you were right now. It was the bloodiest mission you’d ever encountered before, and the aftermath was beyond heartbreaking, especially since the enemy still managed to escape in the end.

Jean understood why you were isolating yourself; others did too for a little while. And though he wanted to, the reason he never pushed you about rejoining the land of the living was because he knew you were hurting; and the last thing he wanted to do was make things worse for you.

But as his eyes narrowed in on that plate of wasted food you promised him you’d eat, he realized he might’ve been too lenient on you.

You never ate a whole lot of what he would bring you, but you were still getting something, and that was enough for Jean.

Although now that you’d stopped eating altogether, that was officially his last straw.

“What’s the point in telling me you’ll eat later if you never do?” Jean suddenly spoke up, causing you to flinch slightly at the sudden noise.

His voice sounded stiff; almost as if he was frustrated at you. Your head tilted upward to examine the expression across his face, and sure enough, you realized your assumption was correct. His jaw was clenched together tightly, and his eyes stared you down with an irritated glare.

“Well?!” He asked once again, his tone increasing with annoyance as he awaited your response.

“I’m just not hungry right now.” You answered dismissively, as if he was foolish to even be asking such a thing. “I’ll eat when I wake up.” Your words were followed by a subtle roll of your eyes. Your hands then gripped the blanket lying next to you, petulantly yanking it over your shoulders as you plopped down onto your pillow. “Now, goodnight.”

You knew full well that you were acting a bit childish, especially when Jean was only trying to look out for you. But you were too fed up at this point to apologize for your stubbornness.

Every single time you saw anyone it was always the same “look who decided to join us” comment, or worse: a dozen or so questions that you didn’t feel like answering.

Most of them were the usual “how are you feeling?” or “do you want to talk about it?” However, there were always those irritating ones they just had to ask: the ones about Reiner.

As if you even had the mental strength to think about him in the first place, they were still expecting a full report on what you thought about his actions, or what you’d do now that he’s gone.

Their curiosity always seemed to far outweigh their regard for your feelings on the matter; that’s why you resorted to isolation. It quickly became too overwhelming to deal with the bombardment of questions they were ready to unload on you; so, you stayed away, refusing to give them the chance to do so in the first place.

But now Jean was doing the same thing: invading your barracks and asking those bothersome questions you didn’t feel like answering.

Maybe you were just emotional right now, and perhaps being a little too sensitive. Nevertheless, you just wanted him to leave; you just wanted to be left alone.

“Fine then.” You heard Jean scoff. “Just let me know if you need anything.”

You didn’t respond. Instead, you just closed your eyes, nuzzling your face into the blanket as you waited to hear the usual defeated sigh slip past his lips; along with the closing of your bedroom door that would follow soon after.

Just a few more seconds and he’d storm out; surrounding your ears with a jarring echo after he tumultuously slammed that wooden door behind him.

Any second now…

Just one more minute, and then you’d hear it; you were sure of it!

However, the seconds kept creeping by, and there was still no sound to indicate the opening of that door. Rather, an unexpected sound emerged from the silence instead.

You immediately turned around to see what the commotion was about, as well as to find out why he was even still here in the first place.

You didn’t exactly know what you expected to see when you glanced over your shoulder, but watching Jean pull the chair out from under your desk and take a seat was definitely not what you imagined.

“What are you doing??” You groaned in annoyance.

He obviously wasn’t getting the hint that you wanted him to leave, or perhaps he was and just refused to meet your demands.

“Oh? Did you need something?” He asked, as if this was normal, as if you were the one disrupting his peace.

“I thought you were leaving.”

“I never said that.” He leaned back in your chair, extending his legs across the floor; almost like he planned on staying a while.

You stared him down with a glare, but he didn’t acknowledge it. Instead, his gaze was fixated out the window, admiring the moon’s captivating glow from the comfort of your dimly lit bedroom.

“Fine, stay then, I don’t care.” You snapped, laying back down with a dramatic huff; continuing your sulking.

Why was he being so difficult? You just weren’t in the mood to be around anyone? Couldn’t he understand that?

Granted, you hadn’t been in the mood to be social for the past two weeks now, but regardless, why couldn’t he just leave you be? That’s all you wanted.

“It’s not going to change anything you know?

“Huh??” You immediately turned back around, quite displeased at him.

If Jean was going to insist on staying, he could at least have the decency to remain silent so that you could sleep. Evidently, he didn’t agree with that notion.

“It’s not going to change anything.” He repeated.

“No, I heard what you said,” you groaned impatiently, not knowing how much more you could take of this. “But what are you talking about?!”

Jean’s voice was quiet but stern, his eyes soon looked over at you with a sympathetic gaze. “Isolating yourself, starving yourself, everything you’ve been doing for the past two weeks.” He paused momentarily, letting out a gentle sigh before speaking once more. “None of it’s going to bring him back, you know?”

Your eyes widened at Jean’s words, your breathing coming to a halt in your lungs. You immediately looked away from him, avoiding his gaze as you stared at the ceiling; trying to hold back those tears you could feel collecting in your eyes.

Jean was right.

None of your sulking or lack of eating would ever be enough to bring Reiner back; No amount of isolation could change the fact that he was gone.

Reiner had chosen to betray and abandon those who trusted him, those who loved him, and that was all there was to it.

He was clearly never coming back, and even if he did, things would never be the same between the two of you again; or anyone else for that matter.

There was nothing left to do except move on and accept the reality of your situation.

But even so, you still couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Despite the things he’d done, you still loved Reiner, and your heart still longed to be with him.

“I know.” You finally spoke up, “but I wish it would.” A gentle sigh jerked past your lips as you quickly turned back around to face the wall again, clearly not wanting to talk about the subject any longer.

Jean eyes lowered at your response, frustrated that you were shutting down once again; just like you’ve been doing for the past two weeks now.

He quickly slumped against the back of your chair with an enervated sigh, feeling like giving up on his efforts to pull you out of this darkness.

Jean had been trying his best to be gentle with you, to make sure you didn’t feel like he was pressuring you. He’d been patient with your stubbornness, he’d been calm and caring, but you didn’t seem to recognize any of that; all you were concerned about was the agony you allowed to cripple you from the inside, and it hurt to be a witness to it.

It hurt to see the way you were torturing yourself, pretending as if you deserved to be put through this pain. It was almost as if you were acting like this was your fault, like you had done something to deserve this.

But that wasn’t true; and Jean could see now that you’d forgotten that.

None of this was your fault, Reiner was the only one to blame here.

It was cruel of him to put you through this; to make you believe you weren’t good enough to make him stay, that you weren’t special enough to be loved by someone.

What kind of monster does that to a person; a person he loves especially?!

Jean couldn’t understand it, it angered him.

Did you truly believe you deserved to be abandoned? Left unloved?

Was Reiner the one who taught you to think that way? Jean’s blood was beginning to boil at just the thought of that.

It was all so frustrating, so heartbreaking. You weren’t the same person anymore, and Reiner was the cause of it.

Ever since his betrayal, Reiner had taken away a piece of you, the same one that used to laugh so loudly at the dinner table, the same one that contained your beautiful smile.

Your true self was withering away because of the crimes carried out by a man who promised to love you; but Jean refused to let it go without putting up a fight.

He wouldn’t stand by and watch the best part of you fall to pieces just because of some idiot who didn’t realize what he had before he threw it away.

You had to be saved from this, reminded that you didn’t need Reiner to be fulfilled, that you were already enough as you were.

You needed to remember all the good things in life that didn’t include Reiner, all the people that still cared deeply for you; people you seemed to forget about within the span of the past two weeks.

If you were ever going to be able to move on, ever going to heal from this: you needed to let Reiner go.

Jean sighed quietly as he stood up from the chair, attempting to try a different approach in hopes to get through to you.

He had tried everything he could think of without breaking any boundaries, but it got him nowhere. This was now officially his last resort, his final chance to rescue you from this darkness before it consumed you fully; leaving no trace left of the person you used to be.

If this didn’t work, then Jean could at least say he tried everything he possibly could; but hopefully, it doesn’t come to that.

Jean inhaled nervously to prepare himself before he slowly made his way over to your bed; placing a tender hand on your shoulder. “Y/n?” Jean spoke in a quiet voice, trying his best not to make you feel overwhelmed or anxious. “Can you please look at me?”

You didn’t move at first, you didn’t want to.

You were fully aware he was just trying to help, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to open up again without breaking down; and that was the last thing you needed right now.

“Y/n please.” Jean’s voice was desperate and pleading, his hand gently rubbing along your shoulder to, hopefully, coax you into giving in.

You let out a gentle sigh, tempted to just unload everything at once now that the offer was standing. It was hurting to keep everything inside like this; bottling it up and hiding it away as if it didn’t matter, as if you didn’t feel like screaming until your throat became dry and sore.

It was becoming too much to bear; the burden was too heavy to carry on your own anymore, and Jean had obviously noticed.

As usual, he could see right through you; penetrating through every wall you built to conceal your true feelings.

Maybe it was easier to stop fighting him, maybe, you really should just give in.

“I just want to know you’re okay.”

Jean’s voice was kind and sympathetic; the gentle caressing of his hand against your shoulder matching that tender tone he was currently using.

He sounded so desperate, so genuinely worried about you; something you couldn’t just ignore no matter how scared you were to open up again.

“Please…”

He pleaded, and by the tone of his voice you could tell this would be the last time; that this was your last chance to accept his offer of confiding in him before he would give up.

Despite your reservations to it, you knew you couldn’t refuse this time, lest you wanted to sign the contract to submit to your grief eternally.

If you were ever going to recover, ever going to restore that old version of yourself that you missed so much, then you’d have to grab ahold of this opportunity before it slipped away forever.

A gentle sigh rumbled in your throat before your body slowly turned to face Jean, watching the way he retracted his hand from your shoulder as you moved.

“I’m not okay.” You shook your head, eyes welling up with tears already. “And I don’t know how to be okay again.” You spoke with a shaken tone, feeling your lip quiver gently as you stared at him.

Barely ten seconds into speaking and you were already struggling to keep it together; feeling your heart clench in your chest at the recollection of all those bottled up thoughts now resurfacing.

Jean’s expression lowered at the sight of you, as if it was hurting him to watch this.

His body gently kneeled in front of your bed, aligning his eyes with yours as he reached to stroke your shoulder once more. “It’s okay, you don’t have to do this alone, no one expects you to.” He said reassuringly, staring at you with a sympathetic and tender gaze.

“I just-“ A sudden sob appeared at the back of your throat, choking the words you were trying to let escape. “I just don’t understand it. Why did he leave me?” You sniffled gently in between sentences. “Why didn’t he care about me?” A quiet sob slipped past your mouth, much to your dislike.

It was pathetic, embarrassing even; the way you were falling apart over this, not even lasting a good minute before turning into a crying mess.

Your eyes diverted away from Jean, cowering behind the blanket you were now burying your face into; hoping to muffle the sound of your sobs. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean, I just…” Your words came to a halt in your mouth as your emotions quickly took over; preventing you from getting a proper word out. “I’m sorry…” You repeated, clenching your eyes shut in humiliation.

You expected to hear a sigh of annoyance right about now, or perhaps even the shutting of the door. However, your body jolted in surprise when you felt the sudden warmth of a person hugging you gently instead.

Your head quickly lifted from the blanket and your eyes widened to see Jean’s face so close to yours; almost making you blush awkwardly at the proximity.

A comforting smile painted across Jean’s lips when he saw you look up at him. “Sorry if this is weird.” he chuckled nervously and quickly let go of the hug; backing away in case you felt uncomfortable. “You just looked like you needed that.”

Your expression softened as you looked at him, feeling a sense of gratitude filling your heart at the way he was attempting to comfort you; even if it was a little awkward at first. “No, it’s okay.” You quickly shook your head in response, granting him a gentle smile in return; one Jean hadn’t seen in two weeks.

Your body quickly sat up and leaned forward, reaching off the bed to where Jean was kneeling and wrapping your arms around him to continue the hug. “You’re right, I do need this.” You spoke in a soothing tone, letting him know you were okay with what he did a few seconds ago; and that it hadn’t pushed you away.

Jean let out a gentle sigh of relief at your actions, a little flabbergasted at how well you were responding to him. Here he was prepared to face your stubborn and dismissive attitude for the millionth time and yet he was faced with a completely unprecedented outcome.

There were no more spiteful comments or hurtful glares coming his way, just a gentle gaze and a pleasant embrace he never anticipated receiving after the state you were in merely seconds ago.

For the first time in two weeks, it seemed the Y/n he once knew, the Y/n he always secretly harbored feelings for, was finally showing herself again; even if just by the smallest amount.

Jean grinned gently to himself, and his arms quickly wrapped around your back to return the unexpected hug. “We’ve all been worried sick about you, ya know?” Jean spoke softly as he tightened his grip around you, allowing his hand to gently caress your back in the process.

“I know,” You uttered quietly, your voice sounding less unhinged and imbalanced as it was before. “And I’m sorry.”

You sniffled gently, your eyes clenching shut and your arms tightening around Jean’s neck as you leaned against him; wanting to stay in his comforting embrace.

Jean chuckled as he felt the way you clung to him; realizing just how desperate your need for reassurance was. “It’s okay, you don’t have to apologize.” He said as he leaned the side of his head against yours, continuing the subtle tracing of his fingers along your back. “Just please don’t do that again, okay?”

You nodded quickly, feeling the sting of tears pricking against your eyes once more. “I won’t, I promise, I’m really sorry.” You apologized again in an uneasy tone, feeling shameful of the way you’d been acting for the past two weeks.

This whole time Jean had been here trying to help you, but you’d just been too consumed in your own misery that you failed to notice the damage you were causing; the pain you were putting him, as well as everyone else, through by isolating yourself like this.

You’d been rude, selfish even; too hyper fixated on your own agony that you’d become blind to the impairment you were projecting onto everyone else.

You’d hoped it wasn’t too late to turn things around and make amends with the people you’d been neglecting for the past two weeks; and a part of you started to grow fearful that you’d missed your chance by now.

However, by the way Jean held you close and leaned his head tenderly against yours, it was obvious that wasn’t the case.

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[honeybleed]

bloom ⋆ reiner braun

read part one here

content & warnings: female reader, she/her pronouns, canon-verse, post epilogue, bunch of random ocs, mentions of sa, canon-typical violence so if this is triggering please do not read, smut (unprotected sex, missionary) so mdni

author’s note: i wanted to write a continuation cos i liked the relationship i made in the first part. also i kinda moved out of canon saur

word count: 6.7k (i mean, they are reuniting after four years 🌝)

Your eyebrows furrowed together in concentration as you gripped onto the hoop and stabiliser, and began to stitch along, following the outline of the floral pattern on the edge of the dress.

The workshop inside the tailor store was always your favourite place to be in. The clothes on the mannequins and hangers were arranged haphazardly.

Compared to the other parts of the store, the workshop was small and quaint. Furniture within the space was mismatched, usually worn out furnishings were stored in the workshop rather than being thrown out.

As much as you enjoyed coming in your free time, it was a slight pain to have to wade your way through the jam packed room.

“Knew you’d be in here.” The voice dragging you out of your focus on the blue dress.

Whilst you were an apprentice who slowly made your way in the ranks of the store, Martin was a seamster.

He had always been welcoming to you since the both of you were Marleyan captives who relocated.

“What’s up?” You smiled.

“Usually people use their breaks to leave the place of employment.”

“You know as much as I do that there’s not exactly much to get up to.” You snickered as you began to tidy up the strewn about sewing supplies across the large table.

“There seems to be a bit of a commotion outside, wanna take a look?” He asked.

“There’s always commotion.” You tutted. “But it’s kinda funny, so I’ll take you up on that offer.”

And there it was, a bunch of Yeagerists kicking up a fuss as usual. They were more furious at the fact that there was a success in the peace talks with the outside world.

They were adamant in their belief the rest of the world should’ve been destroyed. At first, they did scare you. But they were practically defunct at the demise of their beloved leader.

They tailed after a carriage, and were being pushed back by dozens of bodyguards and soldiers that unmistakably belonged to the Royal Government.

The door of the carriage was opened, and a woman of short stature exited. You bit your tongue slightly as your eyes raked over the distinguished design of the carriage.

Gleaming golden accents, pristine as the sun glimmered on the wheels. As the door was slightly ajar, you didn’t miss the plush, red upholstery.

You were busy glaring at the blatant display of status and privilege. Too absorbed in your thoughts to realise the carriage had stopped on the pathway of the tailors.

“Is she…approaching us?!” He hissed in your ear, shaking your shoulders.

“She is…?” You questioned, narrowing your eyes.

It was true, the store had a lot of nobility as clientele, but royalty visiting was completely unheard of.

And the master tailor seemed to share the same sentiment because you almost had the wind knocked out of you when you felt her yank you backwards so she could get a better close up of her.

“Your Highness…I am in shock? What brings you here? I would’ve made a reservation and closed the store completely if I knew you were coming..!” She blabbered.

You simply arched an eyebrow as you met Martin’s eyes.

Whilst Andrea was a fairly decent boss and a master at her craft, her worship of anybody who came from higher rankings of hierarchy was frankly nauseating to witness.

“You’re right, but I sent my aides to this store a few times and didn’t get a response.”

“Somebody was getting fired today.” You thought to yourself as Andrea slowly craned her neck, reminiscent of an owl as she gave you and Martin a death glare.

But neither of you worked at the reception so you pulled a face as Martin put his hands up, defensively.

“I’d like to know who made this…” Historia said with a beam, as her slender hands presented an apron with butterfly embroidery.

You swore for a split moment there was an anchor weighing heavily in your stomach. It was your work.

Remembering one of the maids who worked at the palace had come by, and asked you to do the same butterfly embroidery you had done on her daughter’s.

Soon enough, it’d become a thing where regular people asked you to either do floral or butterfly embroidery on their clothes.

Shaking your head to recompose yourself after the slight shock, you took a step forward.

“It’s my design.” You said a little bluntly, causing a few people to gasp.

“Are you a professional?” She asked, undeterred by the hostility in your tone.

“No, I’m still an apprentice.” You responded.

“I’d really appreciate it if you could do some embroidery for me.” She smiled. “Your designs are lovely. You’d be compensated, of course.”

“She’d LOVE to!” Andrea swooped in, as she put an arm around you. “I always knew she was talented. That’s why I hired her, of course!”

You grimaced at Andrea’s disingenuous praise of you. But you nodded and agreed regardless. The one condition being Martin could come with you.

Soon enough, you found yourself becoming closer and closer to Historia.

You and Martin were asked to come to the palace to help craft a gown for her for a ball to celebrate the success of the peace talks.

At first, when you and the designers were brought to her chambers, you were constantly berated to not even speak to her.

It gave you flashbacks to when you were brought to Marley against your will. You never understood hierarchy.

That’s probably what caused the slight resentment when Historia arrived at the tailors. You vividly remember how scarce food and other necessities were after the rebuilding of civilization after the Rumbling.

Yet here the Queen was arriving in a carriage that probably cost millions, and plucking you away from your job like it was nothing.

Regardless, you held back all snide remarks and did what you were told.

Which was to tailor a gown worthy of royalty for the ball.

When her entourage finally left the chambers when she asked them to, the first thing she did was ask if you were the same age as her.

You were both twenty-two years of age, her being a few months older than you. She always asked you questions about you.

At first, you didn't understand why.

You were nobody compared to her. You were sure if you told her that you were an escort in Marley she would've turned her nose up at you and probably would've asked you to be let go.

"I had gotten used to Our Lady’s crestfallen nature." One of her maids said as a passing comment to you after an evening of you working on the dress. "But she seems to light up around you."

"Why would she be happy around me..?" You questioned, genuinely bewildered. All your interactions had been mainly small talk.

"Ever since she became Queen, I suppose she misses having age mates around her. I only ever saw her smile like that when the members of the Survey Corps came by." 

You figure Historia needed maids that didn't blab her business. The next time you were with her face to face, you engaged in her trivial small talk.

After the confession from her maid, you let your walls down. 

"You can talk about yourself, you know." You said, as you sat on a stool, pins in your mouth as you fixed the dress slightly.

"That's all anybody does around here. It's tiring." She scoffed.

"Good or bad?" You questioned.

"Eh...good to my face, bad behind my back."

"What the hell would anybody even say about you..?" You enquired, as you pulled a face. Historia from your personal view was rather timid and docile.

She let out a sigh as she stepped away and sat on the leather ottoman.

"About my child. The circumstances that led to the baby." Her eyes flickered, she seemed as if she was about to stop herself but she didn't. "It's my duty, I suppose. But I feel as if I'm not even a queen. I'm merely a puppet."

"What makes you say that..?"

"I'm instructed to do things. A lot of the decisions I supposedly make aren't even mine to begin with."

You figure it was a tough situation for her. As it'd be for anybody. To wear gowns and a crown seems so simple on the outside, however, to be the face of decisions that choose the fate of a population isn't exactly a walk in the park.

Especially with the unrest of the Yeagerists.

Her voice was shaky. And you were sure you could see her balling up a fist. You were similar in that aspect, that was a method you always used to stop yourself from crying, especially during your first days at the brothel.

You don't know much about her. So you were afraid if you sat beside her and held her close, it'd be overstepping. Instead, you told her you were done for the day regarding her gown, and that you'd see her next time.

The following weeks to the ball, your tone had become a lot more syrupy when talking to her.

You told her light-hearted stories from the brothel, which made her laugh. You could tell she was worried and shocked when you first told her of your profession back then, but you assured her it was fine.

In exchange, she told you anecdotes of her time in the Survey Corps and Training Corps. It was the happiest time in her life despite the circumstances of it all.

There she had experienced genuine friendship. She seemed a little melancholic recalling how things were no longer the same with her beloved friends after she became Queen.

"I want you to join me. As my guest." She said.

Your eyes widened.

"Huh..?"

"If you want to, of course!" She said, placing a hand on your shoulder. "And...Y/N. I really want you to wear...this."

She flipped through your scrapbook and her dainty finger traced over the design. It was a fishtail gown. You'd pinned a scrap of satin to the page.

"It'd look so pretty with your skin tone.." She said, softly as she met your eyes. You swallowed thickly.

The busybody maid was right. Those cerulean eyes of Historia's were often blank. But they seemed to glimmer and dance when she spoke to you.

As if for a moment, she wasn't weighed by the burden of the crown.

As if you were merely two best friends playing dress up.

You slammed the scrapbook shut and backed away from her as if you were burnt.

"I...I'm sorry. I don't think it'd be a good idea." You stuttered, feeling the tips of your ears heat up.

"What's wrong Y/N..?" Historia questioned. "Did I offend you? I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"No! No. You didn't offend me." You said, sheepishly. You squinted your eyes shut as you turned away from her. God, you must've looked like a bumbling fool right now.

"I do want you to come. You were an integral part of these peace talks. I...I know I said that I barely get a say in the decisions made...but when I hear tales from people like you...our fellow Eldians who were taken away and forced to be in Marley, I want to create a better future."

Don't. Don't. Don't.

"Historia...I really would've thought as a Queen...you'd stop being so naive." You said, voice venomous.

"...Huh?"

"Whether I'm there or here, I'm still garbage either way."

"Y/N, don't say that!" Historia pleaded, eyes watering. "Don't talk about yourself like that! You're nothing like that. You're funny...and you're smart...and you're the only person in this palace that treats me like a person..."

Your teeth sank into your bottom lip. She was probably the closest thing you'd had to a friend since you moved.

But how could you not feel this way? When every single time you were sent to work on tailoring dress you were barked at and berated by her countless staff?

You fled the palace after you finished making adjustments to the dress. This is why.

This is why your guard was up in the first place. Feelings like that were icky to you. Because they make you feel like you're not in control of the situation.

You heard your name being called just as you reached the grand doorways of the palace, and turned to see one of her maids. It wasn't the one with loose lips.

She handed you an envelope, and you took it gingerly as if it was poisonous. Your hand trembled as you saw a small note clipped to the envelope.

'If you change your mind.'

It was undoubtedly her handwriting.

Historia's dress was delivered.

There was a small part of you that wanted to be present when she tried on the final product. Your heart hammered when you remembered the way she would gush over the work you showed her.

Your reaction to her telling you to wear the dress from your scrapbook was odd because you had already finished the extravagant gown.

But despite it being your creation, it never felt that it should be yours. You designed it with women like her in your mind. The elite women.

Hunching over as you clutched your head, all you could do was sigh.

It was worse that Historia had revealed one of the friends she made in the Training Corps was Reiner of all people.

Along with Reiner's victories back when he met you, one of his biggest feats was when he and others infiltrated the "Island of Devils", even if the mission had fallen flat.

"I'm not oblivious." She giggled. "Every guy in there was head over heels for me. But I didn't feel the same way."

Reiner.

Things ended so sourly. But even after all these years, he was the only person who had your heart.

It was true, you were overwhelmed with his turmoil. And if you weren't a street urchin who kept your wits about you for survival, you might've taken up that offer to run away with him.

But where would you have even gone? If he deserted his post, you both would've been strung up and slaughtered.

Sex made you sick. Sex repulsed you.

When you closed your eyes, you still had images of when the drunk Marleyan soldiers leered at you and treated you like disposable trash.

The rancid smell of beer, the way their hands grabbed and forced you down.

Using you to get off. Sometimes they got violent for no apparent reason. In the beginning, during your first days, you were too scared to fight back.

That is, until one day one of them gave you a black eye and the Madam of the brothel saw it. She took him behind the tavern with a shotgun and the next thing you know, his brain was splattered across the windows.

She then began to teach you some self-defense and comforted you. You might've resented her, she was the embodiment of the force that kept you there.

However, you were forever grateful.

Then came along Reiner.

A broken man, like all the others. But he took his turmoil and lashed out at himself constantly.

"I don't want...to be like them." It echoed in your mind.

Tears begin to prickle at your waterline as you held onto a piece of fabric, absentmindedly.

"I wish I told you that you would never be like them."

Now, it was not as if you didn't see Reiner. He and the others had made a large spectacle during the Rumbling, and honestly, when you saw his Titan form, the blood drained out of your face and you nearly lost your balance.

But the possibility of being face-to-face with him at that ball was making you lose your sanity.

What was there even to say?

Or maybe Reiner moved on and settled down.

You were sure seeing him with another would've shattered your heart.

"Historia...?" You called out. She whipped her head around to turn to face you. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her make-up had slightly streaked down her cheeks.

"Y/N!" She gasped. "I thought you wouldn't come, oh I'm so happy!"

She threw her arms around you, drawing you close for a hug.

"What's the matter..?" You asked, as you absentmindedly cupped the side of her face.

"Nothing! I promise." She said, with a shaky laugh.

"C'mon. Don't lie to me." You said, blinking a few times. "Hope you weren't that torn up over me bailing."

"Oh please, don't flatter yourself." She giggled as she released you from her grip.

Reiner felt bile scratch at the sides of his throat as his eyes were transfixed on the current scene unwinding in front of him on the balcony.

How the hell did you know Historia? And why were you two in an embrace like that? 

He muttered a bunch of apologies and "excuse me's" when he pushed past people in an attempt to run off from the scene.

Jean's eyebrows furrowed when he noticed Reiner taking off in a hurry.

"Oi..! Reiner..!" He called out as he chased after him.

"I just..." Historia was unsure how to begin as she looked out the balcony, gazing out at buildings within the walls. "I guess talking about the Survey Corps with you. It reminded me of my first love."

"Who...your husband..?"

"No...I feel like a witch for even saying this. But it was always something of convenience with him. I've never truly loved somebody the way I loved Ymir." She said with a sigh.

"Oh.." You responded. "What...happened to her? You told me all that stuff about her but-"

"Marley took her." Historia said, quaking with rage.

It was clear she didn't want to divulge what happened, but it was obvious if Marley had taken her, she had met a grisly end.

"Throwing this stupid ball. Celebrate peace talks but the damage has already been done." She said, through gritted teeth. "But I'm supposed to go up there and pretend like everything is splendid. Y/N...maybe I'm selfish but I'm just tired."

"Historia...you're not selfish." You said.

"I'm complaining about royal duties...to somebody who was forced into a brothel."

"It's not a competition." You snorted. "We've both had it hard. You're right, you are in a position of privilege. But that doesn't diminish the pain and suffering you've been put through while wearing that godforsaken crown."

You preferred to keep it neat and short. It was merely an assumption, but you figured Historia having to give birth as well as marry a man she didn't love broke her spirit.

"Y/N...thank you." She sniffled.

"C'mon.." You said, taking her hand. "Let's go touch up your make-up."

"You damn blockhead! Wait up!" Jean huffed, as Reiner rushed through the maze-like gardens of the palace.

He finally caught up with Reiner, grabbing his shoulder and forcing him to turn to face him which angered Reiner even more.

"What...?!" Reiner bellowed, seething as he almost lunged at Jean ready to tear his head off.

"What did you see that was so terrible you had to take off running with your tail between your legs?!" Jean barked at him, as he grabbed Reiner by his shirt collar.

"I saw her!" Reiner cried out voice cracking as he shoved Jean off of him.

It took Jean a moment. But the realisation sunk in and he immediately released his grip from Reiner as his eyebrows knitted together in shock.

"The girl from the brothel?" Jean spoke, with an incredulous look.

Reiner had gotten a glimpse of you during the Rumbling. Beside his mother, but he remembered how much he'd hurt you so he had left you alone.

But when he saw you make your way through the ballroom, he almost did a spit take. It had to be destiny. 

He let you go twice. He couldn't let you go a third time.

There was a multitude of reasons why Reiner had joined the others in the crusade against Eren, however, he figured you contributed to the sequence of events that made his decision change.

You urged him.

"Free yourself. From being a pawn. That's what you can do for me. Do that and I'll forgive you."

Your final words to him, it had been four years now. But they still rang in his head every so often. It was obvious what you were alluding to.

He was a pawn to Marley.

But even after he and the others defeated Eren, he didn't feel free. Just constantly tormented by his sins. 

And though Reiner regretted every life he took and ruined, the memory of the way you winced when he spat those venomous words at you was the one that made him want to tear himself apart, limb from limb.

He pulled a grim face as he nodded.

"So why'd you run off..?"

"She...was with Historia...they looked like they were lovers or something.." He said, as he hung his head low.

Jean scoffed and shook his head.

"Doubt it. Don't you know women are touchy-feely with each other? You're so damn hopeless." Jean said as he folded his arms.

"Watch it." Reiner warned. "But are you sure?"

"She's married, Reiner. And let's say she was cheating with your little crush, I doubt they'd do it somewhere as obvious."

Reiner let out a sigh.

"Just go and talk to her, god damn it." Jean said as he shoved Reiner.

"You ever think of starting an advice bureau, Horsey?"

"Call me that and I'll kick your ass again."

"Dunno. I kinda just let you that one time." Reiner snickered.

"Just go get her." Jean hissed as he kneed Reiner's thigh.

"Jeez! I'm goin'!" Reiner whined as he rubbed the back of his thigh.

"This dress really is beautiful." Historia said after the two of you exited the bathroom, as she smoothed a hand over the skirts.

"Flatterer." You scoffed. "And I'm not complimenting you back."

"Wouldn't dream of it. I guess that's what made me so fond of you." Historia said with a smile.

You frowned as you saw the smile on her face wipe away almost immediately, then you craned your head to look at who she was staring at.

The three of you must've looked ridiculous to a bystander. Reiner gawking at the both of you, you trembling slightly at Reiner and Historia staring at him eyes wide like saucers.

"Ah! There you are!" A voice called out, as you glanced at a man who towered over the three of you with a sandy brown mullet. "They're waiting for you, my lady!"

He grinned as he linked arms with Historia to pull her away, then shot Reiner a "you owe me" look.

"But...Jean..!" Historia protested, but soon enough the two of them were gone.

"Can I take you somewhere?" Reiner finally spoke, after minutes of unbearable silence.

"Depends. Where do you have in mind?" You replied, voice teasing as you arched a brow. But your hands were clammy with sweat as you gripped the dress for dear life.

And Reiner could cry.

He'd fallen for your scent. Odd, but it was one of the most distinctive things about you. Secondly, was the way you made him sweat a little.

"Not too far. Just outside."

"Lead the way, Marley's Shield." You giggled.

"I told you I hate that nickname." He chuckled as he held open the door for you.

"I know." You responded with a smirk.

Heading away from the celebrations, back into the garden he had rushed to off earlier, you and Reiner took a seat on the stone ledge of the grand ornamental fountain.

You could still hear the crowds within the palace with the music and cheering but it being muffled made you and Reiner chuckle.

Both of you were unsure of what to say.

Reiner would never repeat the sore mistake of blurting out what came to mind.

The sound of the water delicately trickling down the tiers was soothing to both of you. Reiner who had spent almost the entirety of his life on the battlefield.

You who always had unwelcome touch roaming your body.

“Sometimes I think it’s limbo.” You said, since you had an inkling Reiner was still entirely ashamed of your last conversation.

“How so?” He responded as he nervously wrung his hands.

“It can’t be a dream. Dreams are nice.” You scoffed. “Limbo is nothingness.”

“What would make it a dream…?” He asked softly. 

You swallowed. His gentle voice was what you always remembered over the separation.

He was always curious to know about you. Before you fell apart so horrendously he spiralled into a wallowing energy vampire.

“To be happy. Not have a care in the world. I meet so many customers and their only worry is these damn clothes. I sound bitter, huh?”

“No…you don’t. You’ve been through a lot, Y/N. You’re not asking for much.”

“I am.” You said with a bitter laugh.

“Happiness is not asking for a lot.” He said, voice turning firm.

A mere sentence made your throat crawl. Wanting nothing more than to burst into tears like a child. But you held it in. You were good at that.

Crybabies didn’t veer far into the underground world you’d come from.

“Did you…speak to your mother?” You finally said.

Your verdict on his constant tirades. The stab at the jugular that ultimately destroyed you and Reiner. 

He nodded.

“She said sorry.”

Sorry for a multitude of things. Sorry for poisoning my child’s brain. Sorry for making him turn into a war machine for the sole purpose of how I hated myself.

“Did you accept it?”

“Of course I did.” He sighed as his eyes fixated on the paving of the courtyard. “I thought it was all I wanted. Maybe it’d stop everything in my head. But the damage has already been done. Her apology is useless.”

“An apology wouldn’t erase the pain and hurt in your heart, Reiner.” You said.

“It sounds like I’m complaining.” He snorted. “She said sorry. I accepted. I really am a wallowing asshole, aren’t I?”

“A little.” You giggled which caused him to throw his head back with laughter. “But…you have reason to be.”

"Things...changed. For the better." He decided to settle on.

"I'm proud of you, Reiner." You said, firmly as you reached a hand to settle on his shoulder.

"How is it possible?" He said.

"Hm?"

"You've managed to become more gorgeous since the years passed."

"I could say the same for you, Mister." You said, beaming. "I didn't think you could get more handsome over time, yet you've proved me wrong."

Is that all there is..? Physical attraction?

No, you know there's something more to this.

It can't be just that. How can it solely be lust, when this was the man who held onto you and sobbed? And you knew for a fact you were one of the few people he showed that vulnerable side to.

"You called me delusional all those years ago..for wanting you run away with me." He chuckled shaking his head, not meeting your eyes.

"I did. But to be fair, you did sound a bit unhinged."

"Can't deny that." He snorted. "Do you still work there..?"

You shook your head.

"No...um. After the rumbling, I guess the ambassadors tried to advocate for some of the people Marley brought here. I work at a tailor's now."

"Oh." He said, a little surprised. "Do you like it there?"

"Yeah. It's nice to be seen in daylight."

A silence fell over the two of you once again, as the only noise was the distant ongoings of the ball and the gentle rustling of the leaves.

"I wasn't gonna come tonight." You said as you faced outwards.

"Why not..?"

"I didn't wanna see you."

"Ouch." Reiner replied with an uneasy laugh.

"I thought you may have been married by now. Since you and the rest of them are all heroes."

"You think women would be throwing themselves at me afterwards?" He chuckled.

"Maybe.." You grinned. "Are you denying that..?"

Reiner chuckled as he awkwardly rubbed the nape of his neck.

"I won't lie. I have had a few admirers..." He said with a sheepish smile.

"Oooh! And why didn't you bring any of them as a date tonight, mhm?" You grinned.

"I'm a bit disappointed that you're this enthusiastic over the prospect of me with another woman." Reiner snorted.

"I just want you to be happy. That's all I ever wanted, even if I was a bitch about it."

"Y/N, don't say that." Reiner said, the smile on his face fading almost immediately. "I wasn't good to you."

"It's not like you owed a dumb broad from a whore house anything."

He grimaced at you echoing his words from all those years ago.

"Ah...you still remember that. Word for word..?" He questioned, meekly.

"Kinda hard to forget." You replied in a wry tone. "Plus I guess one of my flaws is holding grudges."

"You didn't let me take it back." He sighed. "I'd do anything, even the most inhumane, medieval torture methods if it meant you'd forgive me."

"Reiner.." You chuckled. "Overkill."

"I suppose so. But you make me crazy, Y/N. Even if I didn't see you tonight, I'd probably be thinking about you til the day I died."

"Kiss ass." You muttered under your breath. "I missed you, big guy. Your self-flagellating ways captured my heart."

"I don't know if I should be offended by that-"

"Shut up and kiss me." You cut him off.

You didn't need to tell him twice, and he immediately pulled you close against him to meet your lips, gently.

“Would anybody notice you’ve slipped out?” You asked quietly as the two of you made your way into the inn.

“I really couldn't give a damn if they did.” He said gleefully as he suddenly threw you up in the air without warning to catch and carry you bridal style.

“Reiner!” You squealed in delight.

“You say you’re in limbo, I’d say I’m in a dream.” He said as he laid you onto the sheets. “I can’t say Heaven. I know for certain I won’t be allowed there.”

You immediately thumped his chest with a balled up fist.

“Don’t say that!” You hissed as he sat on the edge of the bed, facing away.

“C’mon Y/N. Let’s be serious.”

You pinched your nose bridge and let out an irritated sigh.

“Can we not talk about this?”

“You’re right, you’re right. Sorry.” He sighed as he rested his arms on his knees.

“…Hey.” You said softly.

“Mhm?”

His body immediately froze when you sat up from where he laid you down as you crushed your lips against his, your slender and manicured hand cupping his sharp jaw.

He felt as if his body was on fire as he relaxed into the kiss. Countless dreams of when he would ever feel those plump and soft lips of yours again.

Eyes rolling to the back of his head as his large hands pulled you onto his lap.

“Rei!-” You squeaked in surprise.

Regardless, you wrapped your legs around his waist, and revelled in the feeling of his warm and broad chest flush against yours. 

The sensation of your lips moving against his caused Reiner to let a low groan escape, his entire chest reverberating.

You pulled away to catch your breath, your fingers toying with the buttons of his shirt.

“Enjoying yourself?” You giggled at the dishevelled look on his face from one kiss.

He nodded.

“Very much so.”

You noted there was some confidence lurking and it made a smile tug at your lips. He was always so worried about hurting you or doing something wrong during intimacy.

The lamp on the bedside table illuminated his handsome, strong features as you clambered off of him.

“This dress. I want nothing more than to just tear it to shreds.” You said frustratedly as you stood up.

It was a little ridiculous to kiss him or even just lay on the bed with the gown with multiple layers of the skirt.

“Then allow me to do the honors.” He said with a mischievous glint in his eye as in a burst of adrenaline, Reiner tore apart the underskirts.

You yelped out as his hands clenched the petticoats' edges, shredding them. Tulle flying everywhere.

“Now why’d you do that for?!” You gasped as you were left in the top half of the gown. “I made that!”

“You can always make another one.” He chuckled as his eyes raked over you.

He leant back, his shirt unbuttoned to his navel where you could see slivers of his muscular definition.

Reiner without a doubt was obviously a hulking figure but there was just something special to be in such an intimate setting, seeing him like this.

Not being bought either.

You were here on your own volition and it felt liberating.

“There’s still a lot of layers.” He remarked and you felt the tips of your ears heat up. You knew that you must’ve looked ridiculous with the stockings and drawers of all things.

“Gah!” You cried out, covering your face. “Just take them off!”

He got up from the edge of the bed and knelt to his knees on the wooden planks of the floor.

“Reminds you of old times, huh?” He chuckled as his weathered and calloused hands peeled away the cotton.

“Yeah.” You giggled. “Not in a sexy way.”

“Let me change that, yeah?” He said in a hushed tone as he grasped your hips.

Your skin was flush from the excitement and anticipation. Feeling a heat pool in your gut as his lips pressed your hip bone and underneath your navel.

“…Reiner.” You shuddered.

“Shhh, shh. I got you.” He smiled as he looked up at you. “We’ll get all these pesky clothes off soon.”

You snorted, struggling to believe this was the same Reiner who had mini panic attacks over the premise of having sex with you.

“What’s so funny, mhm?” He murmured.

“Just…things changed like you said earlier.”

“I’m a man to my core, Y/N.” He said as he shed the last piece of garments off, then laid you back down on the bed again.

Now free from the oppressive quicksand of the ballgown you were drowning in earlier.

“You’re the woman of my dreams.” He continued in a low murmur as he hovered above you, caging you with his body. “Whether that’s the usual happy moments on our own greenland. On a farm…I have other thoughts too, Y/N.”

This is the most he’s talked.

“Will I scare you away? Would you be disappointed with me, Y/N?” He said as he stared so intently into your eyes, your lips barely inches apart. “Would you think I became like those depraved soldiers I swore to never become…if I told you the lewd thoughts I had about you..?”

Your interest was piqued. You shook your head as you reached a hand to stroke the nape of his neck.

“Tell me, Reiner.” You whispered.

The only sound in the room was your heavy breathing along with Reiner’s as he took in your features. You saw his Adam’s apple bob slightly.

“Your soft skin…it feels so heavenly..” He murmured. “The plump flesh of your thighs…your curves. Your entire body…” He spoke as his heart pounded. “I need you. I need to touch every inch of you. I need to taste you.”

You were caught off guard at the statement. Not to mention Reiner’s expression. The lust and desire for you was coursing through his veins.

“…Make me yours.” You whispered.

And that was all he needed to hear before he pressed his body against yours and your lips met once again. He was kissing furiously, pushing you further and further, almost deep into the mattress.

His warmth, his weight and his aroma flooded your senses.

Your hands began to roam down his back, but you quickly began to undo his belt buckle like a madwoman, and tugged off his pants and underwear.

He was so enthralled by you, he hadn’t even given you a chance to undress him properly.

You slipped your tongue to explore his mouth.

“Reiner…” You sighed, chest heaving.

He was losing his mind in the lust filled fog. Your voice was so sexy, so erotic to him. When his name falls from your lips, he swears it makes his cock twitch.

He will hold back for now. He wants to get reacquainted to the temple of your body he swore to all these years ago.

Hands start off by cupping your cheeks as he continues to hungrily licks the inside of your mouth. You feel powerless in a way. It was always you in control during those nights.

But he’s a new man.

They’re almost everywhere and you’re losing yourself. You can’t keep track of the way his hands are grasping every surface of you as he sucks harshly on the column of your throat and the side of your neck.

You’ve been reduced to putty as Reiner relentlessly takes your body.

“Reiner…I can’t…” You whimper pathetically as your hand holds onto the railing of the headboard.

“Hm?” He says as his warm breath tickles the shell of your ear, and he kicks it up further as the tip of his tongue darts inside of your ear. 

It makes you writhe underneath him.

“I’ll never hurt you again. I’ll make you so happy, baby. I promise.” He mumbles as he thrusted in and out of you.

Your nails dug into his back, clawing downwards as you tried to anchor yourself during his relentless pace. He hissed and gasped as he felt blood draw but he choked out a lusty groan.

“Are you tryna…get back at me?” He stuttered with a smile as his jaw clenched.

“Maybe.” You snorted but was reduced to stammers and whining as his lips trailed down further from your collarbone to your chest as he bit down on your breast slightly.

“Reiner…!” You whined.

You buried your face into the crook of his neck as his thrusts became sloppier.

“That’s it…” You mumbled as you smoothed down his blonde tresses, stroking the back of his head. “I missed you too…so much.”

“You…did?” He gasped out, feeling his high approach him.

“Reiner…” You choked out. “Telling you to leave…” You winced a little. “Was the hardest thing I’d done..”

“Y/N..” He whimpered as you felt the warmness gush inside of you. You knew it was wrong but to be frank at this point in time you could care less.

As his warm seed gushed inside of your womb, your back arched into Reiner’s chest, mewling almost.

Reality sunk in when Reiner peeled his sweaty body off of you.

“God, Y/N…! I wasn’t thinking! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry baby I just-” He ranted as he tugged the roots of his hair frantically.

“Shhh…” You put a finger on his lips and gave him a lazy grin. “I wanted this.”

His eyes widened at your statement.

“Huh..?!”

“I don’t care. I wanted it.” You snorted. “There’s an old trick…you just screw somebody on your least fertile day.”

“You’re annoying.” He snorted as he sat up, then brushed the dishevelled hair from face.

He headed over to the small bathroom and began to wash you with a clean washcloth.

Soon enough, you wrapped your arms around his waist as you lay your head on his chest as you began to drift off to sleep.

He brushed his fingers across your cheek, you were so pretty to him fast asleep. Your lashes and lips were his favorite features of yours.

Reiner’s head swirled with constant persuasions to keep you around. He had to figure something out by morning.

"And...being face to face with you after all these years, Y/N, please. I'd be a madman to let you slip from my grasp again."

"We...we can start again, Reiner." You smiled.

As you two stood before each other, there was a fragile hope, reminiscent of delicate petals emerging from a long dormant stem.

Reiner could never move past your brown eyes. It was difficult to miss the memories of past hurt, that he vowed to make up for as long as he lived.

Your love once scarred began to heal, just as a blossom mends after a storm, and together you would embrace the promise of a new beginning, nurturing your love like a garden in full bloom.

author’s note: nawww i lowkey hate this but whatever 😭 reiner suffers enough BUT WHY IS WRITING SMUT THEEEEE WORSTTTTTTT OMFGGGGGGG anyways ty if u reached this far all luv❤️ reblog plzzzzz it’d make my day. also if there’s any grammatical or spelling mistakes sawry im publishin dis at 4am ☹️

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[kissagii]

𝕟𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 - 𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

based on the song "neptune" by sleeping at last

genre: angst, gn!reader. wc: 0.5k

warnings: very angsty, thunderstorms, not proofread

Reiner had always pushed you away. Since you first met as cadets, you would interact a bit, and then he would distance himself. At some point happenstance would bring you back together, but he would only speak to you as much as was absolutely necessary. An the rare occasions that you did talk, reiner's walls would come down and he seemed more animated. More at ease. Even more so than when he spent time with the few friends he held close. But then, suddenly, he would revert back to a cold demeanor.

Of course, you'd try to reach out, but the stoic blonde continued to avoid you. Letters went unanswered, conversations were ended by a few dry statements, and you always managed to yourselves on the opposite sides of the room.

At this point you were ready to give up on him - but not without one final attempt. It was foolish, you knew. even still, you wanted to try to forge a bond, because what little you knew about him made you adore him, made you want to know more.

"Reiner," you called out after him as you left the mess hall. No response. You heightened your pace, calling out again "Reiner!"

Again he would not respond. So you reached out and grasped his wrist, tugging firmly, forcing him to turn and face you.

"What do you want?" his voice was flat, calculated, cold. unwavering.

"Why do you run away? Why do you open up to me only to shut me out again? Why do you hate me?" you tried to remain calm, in the way that reiner did, but your emotions were inevitable. You felt betrayed, though he had never spoken to you willingly. You had seen how kind he could be, but he had no intention of prolonging that kindness.

"I don't hate you." He pulled his hand sharply out of your grip, but made no move to turn away. Those sharp amber eyes pierced deep into your soul, so sincere.

"Then why do you do it? How do you explain how good natured you are when we're on missions? You could at least extend that politeness if you want nothing to do with me," your voice rose, louder than you had expected. It was never in your nature to be this confrontational, but with reiner... he brought out the best in you, but also the worst.

"Because-"

A sharp crack of thunder drowned out whatever he said. You knew he was speaking, his lips moving, a bit of shine in the golden depths of his eyes, but there was no sound audible over the sky's rumble.

You caught only the end - "I don't know how."

"What don't you know?" You asked, your question falling to deaf ears. Reiner watched the sky, searching for the light of the storm. In the silent moments of evening air, you could hear his breath shaking. You asked again. "Reiner, what don't you know?"

The sky flashed bright. He opened his mouth "I don't know how to-"

Again, his words were muffled, lost to the turmoil of the sky. But the two words he uttered you could see on his lips. Love you.

His meaning was not lost. But still, how? "Reiner, what do you mean?"

In silence, in darkness, he spoke to you, each word louder than gunshot and clear as day.

"I want to love you but I don't know how."

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[aloriespassword]

come back, be here.

• Reiner Braun x Implied Female Reader

abstract. when all you wanted all this time is to be with reiner.

genre/tags. angst.

Has it been weeks, months, years since I last saw Reiner?

No, don’t be too overreacting. It’s only a few months since I’ve seen Reiner. And now… with Armin’s initiative to look inside the Walls, that’s when we got Reiner out of his hiding spot, literally inside the Walls.

“Reiner…” My tone was saddened and worried, instead of anger and hatred. I didn’t have the time to be truly mad at Reiner, I just… felt so disappointed.

“Reiner!” I was just about to go to him but Dad blocked my path. He gave me a cold stare that sent shivers down my spine. “While I do understand what you feel, Y/N, don’t forget about our objectives here. About everything we’ve planned if this situation happens,” I gritted my teeth at Dad’s words and took a step back as I gripped the controller of my blades tightly.

Because of my intense feelings, I could feel the controllers becoming cold within my grasps. I looked at them and sighed before retracting them with my thoughts as I stared at my hands.

Just… what is Reiner’s plan now? It doesn’t seem like he’s the only one considering that hideous Beast Titan behind us. But I know all too well that Bertholdt is hiding somewhere.

Somewhere…

I slowly turned to the Beast Titan’s direction and saw a Titan beside it on all its fours. And it even has a luggage on it, just what the hell is on it? But something is telling me that someone could be possibly in it.

There’s no way Bertholdt would be hiding in the houses. Way too simple, to be honest.

I looked below and saw Reiner already sitting up, I could see his hands and feet hardened, with an intent to climb up the wall to kill the horses on the other side.

“He’s planning to climb,” I told particularly to no one.

What the hell should I do? Should I leave this battle to them? Or should I fight with my comrades?

“Don’t let your love for Reiner get the best of you.”

That’s what Dad told me earlier. And it was reasonable, I should fight with them. I should transform into my Titan form and fight Reiner alongside Eren.

This is such a tough situation for me, considering that I don’t like hurting the people I love. But it has to be done. Our only objective is to take back Wall Maria. This is a huge operation, and I can’t let it fail just because I held back.

But, I can’t bear to hurt Reiner.

I turned around and walked to the other side of the Wall, which is where the horses and the other Scouts are.

“I don’t prefer hurting the one I love. You know that, my father. I’ll let you do whatever you want with him, just please… don’t let him escape.” I was getting tearful but I held back before flying down to Levi and the Jeans.

Goodness, Reiner, you’re making me feel like a fool in love with you.

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[shankslut]

what a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you . reiner braun

cw/tw & word count . sub!reiner, dom!reader, thigh riding, sex with feelings, hand jobs, body worship, religious symbolism, emotional sex, cockwarming, overstimulation, teasing, grinding, 2.010 words

rating . explicit

genre . smut, angst

pairing . reiner braun x reader

summary . to reiner, you are like a goddess he swore to always worship. to reiner, you are his light. his love. his everything. all he wanted was your forgiveness, after everything he did.

authors note . cross-posted on ao3

it was almost midnight and his head was a mess; bluntly speaking, he wanted to die. his existence makes no sense to everyone, even himself. reiner began to feel as though he was gradually losing parts of himself as time went by. forgive me . he would keep saying those words over and over again to the point where his tongue felt numb from repetition. he wanted to cry his heart out. truly.

reiner looked down and palmed his hair with his fist as he sat on the edge of the bed. nightmares always seem to wake him up, still, troubled by the recollections of the past. and you; you. how could he possibly convince you to believe in him again? how the hell could he ever atone for it? though he wouldn't mind dying in a state where you did not forgive him.

the soft knock on his door awakes him from his self-pity conversation, "come in." he softly cooed, gently lifting his head to see the figure approaching in front of him. his heart skipped a beat once he saw you. it was you, just you. in your slip nightgown with your loose, slightly untidy hair. his eyes met yours and it felt like a kiss, your sweet scent was poisoning him, your beauty casts a spell he can't seem to break. instead of speaking, you stepped closer and stood before him, giving him an emotionless but somehow sad look on your face. "are you alright?" he questioned, his voice soft to your ears. for a split second, you grew stiff before you lowered yourself, slowly crouching your legs to kneel in front of him on the floor so you could see him properly. then your name recites from his mouth as soft as a prayer.

he was afraid. hoping that you wouldn't say anything to make him lose you. he swore to himself, he does not want to lose you. he called out your name once again. still, no word escapes your mouth. you were still glancing into his eyes; he could tell that yours were full of remorse, hatred, rage, and pity. he could never blame you for hating him.

the next second, you leaned closer to him. closer and closer. your body began to touch his as you set yourself on reiner's lap, cupping his cheeks while maintaining your somber gaze. "what are you doing...." reiner breathed. before he could say anything, he found your lips crashing against his. he could feel your arms smoothly snaking around his neck, and your lips were still hooked on the kiss. he moved his hands to your hips, still kissing you.

as the two of you pulled apart from kissing, you rested your foreheads against one another. " forgive me. please. forgive me ." he spoke, but you only replied with another kiss. you started rocking your hips on his thigh once the kiss grew hungrier. reiner roamed his hands all over your back to press you closer to him. while he lowered the small strap of your slip nightgown to expose more of your chest, you swiftly undid his shirt and slacks. he lightly groaned once your wet clothed cunt swiped against his thigh. reiner began kissing the exposed skin on your arms, neck, and all the way to your shoulder. your skin was soft and cold, yet he was warm; the warmth of reiner's skin made you shiver. you halted your movements to stand from his lap and let the gown fall from your body as you removed your undergarments.

reiner eyed you like you were a goddess appearing and showing herself to him. every curve of your body, the scars you get from the battles you went through, and the small imperfections that wrap it all up made you perfect. you looked flawless and beautiful. way too beautiful .

you took a step forward and placed your hand on reiner's chest to slowly push him down the bed. "look at me, reiner." you urged once you were on top of him, moving your body down to give him a peck on the cheek. your voice sounds like a song to him. he missed hearing you say his name. you started kissing him again, grinding your cunt on his erected cock. you can feel him growing hard under your movement, he wanted you, he needed you. reiner groaned and gripped your hips tighter, you grabbed his arms and lifted his upper body to form a sitting position.

he moved his hands closer to your chest, and reiner looked up to you as if he was asking for permission. "you can touch it." you allowed him to move his palm to cup your breast. you hissed once he grazed your skin, "kiss me.... i want you to kiss me. please ." reiner pleaded, his breathy voice growing unsteady. you did as he said and started kissing him again. his other hand finds its way to securely grab your thigh as he starts to fondle your breast, making your pussy wetter.

you gently caressed his chest before sliding your hands down to his lower body. reiner trembled when your cold finger started to stroke his tip. " nghh~ " he moaned, his nails beginning to sink into your skin. you kept moving your hand up and down slowly to his length. you started noticing his precum leaking once you moved your hand faster. reiner threw his head back, jolting his body from the pleasure and allowing you to kiss his exposed skin. you started lowering your head to leave kisses all over his neck, his stubble caressing your cold skin softly. he said your name again, panting as he tried to catch a breath. "tell me what you want, reiner..." you commanded, he lifted his head back to see your face. his mouth gaped, and his eyes widened at your sentence. you were still moving your hand, making reiner weaker and weaker.

the sad look on your face never left, and he realized that. "i want you . just you ." reiner whispered, his voice making you feel the familiar ache. you said nothing and continued to pump his throbbing cock again. his moans were filling up the room and it rings through your ears. he sounded pretty to you. for you. " ah~ fuck. i'm gonna—" reiner mewled, his eyebrows stitching together from almost reaching his climax. but you stopped your hand from moving and crossed your arms around his neck for support before you started placing your core on top of his cock and started moving it. "reiner...." you moaned, shifting your hips back and forth. when you moved forward, his reflexes stopped you from moving back so he could kiss your breast greedily.

but you pushed him back so you could regain your dominance, "stop teasing me..." reiner muttered, his voice clearly shaking from holding back his orgasm. one of your hands got back to his cock and you began teasing it by letting the tip touch your entrance. "nghh~ fuck.... please... p-please i want you." he buried his face on your neck, his breath brushing on your ear. you groaned when you slid his hard cock inside you, and you felt him bulging once he was inside you. you exerted more pressure, causing it to go farther where you wanted it to be. reiner moaned and tightened his calloused hands on your ass as he gazed down to see your gorgeous pussy captivating his cock. he looked up to meet your eyes and felt as though he could see stars in it, your insides felt like it was taking him to heaven. to him you are his savior, he wanted you more than anything and that he would happily die in your arms. once you felt comfortable with the position, you started bouncing your hips up and down, "don't move until i told you to." you told reiner, he turned his gaze to see you and nodded in response. you can feel reiner's legs trembling from the overstimulation, his cock hitting the perfect spot inside you, not leaving a single void.

"reiner.... ah~ fuck . you feel so good..." you fluttered your eyes shut and groaned when you began to bounce faster. your breasts going up and down hypnotized reiner, he held your body closer to leave kisses on your neck and chest like it was the last thing he could devour. he groaned when he felt your pussy start squeezing his cock, reiner couldn't help it anymore. he started moving, but before he could continue, you tugged his hair from behind to see his face in an attempt to stop him. "i told you not to move...." you grunted, and he immediately stopped moving. you moved your hips harder and held him closer, the sound of your skin slapping against his skin echoed throughout the room, your moans and his whimpers perfectly mixed to create an amorous sound. “ s’too much … ah, love …” he whined, pressing his palm on your chest.

reiner noticed your eyes glancing into his, the two of you unbreaking the eye contact. it was like unspoken words; a rush of neglected feelings, apologies, an outpouring of unmet needs and regrets. you wrapped your arms around his neck, and he wrapped his arms around your hips. " forgive me .... please. ah — forgive me ." reiner whimpered as you went down on him harder and faster. you crimp your brows sadly, not responding to anything. " i love you ... i fucking love you .... i-i love you so much ." he divulged, his eyes began to tear up and yours became glassy. "reiner....move.” you breathed.. reiner bucked his hips and started thrusting inside you, he slowly synchronized your movements to make sure you were comfortable with it. reiner holds you close as if you were someone sacred to him; someone valuable, someone who fits perfectly for himself. only for himself. " ah, fuck... " you moaned, hurling your head back, feeling the spasm around your muscles from each beat.

you looked back up at him and started crashing your lips with him, he moaned during the kiss and you swore you could feel yourself tighten once again. " ah, you're squeezing me...." reiner mumbled, trying to thrust harder to fit his way deeper. he chanted your name over and over again, your name sounds godly escaping from his lips. you lift his chin to see his face, "reiner... i... i love you ..." you finally said and your words seemed to have healed the wound in his heart, "reiner... ngh, fuck .... i'm so sorry." your eyes teared up once his gaze met yours, the look of love the two of you had has finally reblossomed, “no… no, don’t be sorry. it was never your fault…” he wiped the tears on the corner of your heavenly eyes with his thumb to prevent it from falling, you moaned once he hit the right spot inside you. reiner was close to his edge, and he cooed your name. “let me cum, please… ah… i can’t take it.” reiner begged, slowly stopping his movements, you kept moving to let yourself finish. “do it, ah, fuck … come inside me…” you spoke.

you leaned closer to kiss him once you felt the warmth inside you as he filled you up. the both of you panted, reiner buried his face in the crook of your neck, softly kissing your jaw. “i love you…” he whispered to your ear. you hugged him tightly, running your fingers through his hair. reiner looked at you once again, admiring your perfectly sculpted face. in you he saw light, he saw love, he saw everything beautiful. everything about you was a gift from God. reiner loved you so much, probably too much. you cupped his face, resting your forehead against his, feeling his warm breath skimming on your nose. “i love you too…” you spoke.

reiner gave you a smile, tucking your hair strands behind your ear. "you're beautiful..." his eyes beamed as he looked deep into your eyes, praying that this would last forever. and that he could never lose you again.

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[ghostlygeto]

could you please do "you can still be good" from the angst prompts with reiner braun?🥺

haha yes i can<3 this one is short but its okay

pairing: reiner braun x reader

warnings: another hurt/no comfort because i love them, spoilers for like episode 31 or something

wc: 450

"You can still be good"

It ate him up from the inside, truly. Reiner could never stop thinking about you. Every time you looked at him with that pretty smile he wanted to just scream at you about all the horrible things he's done. He doesn't deserve for you to smile at him like that. He deserved nothing more than to die.

But he could never tell you. As much as he wanted to be honest with you, hoping you'd love him for all he is and all that he's done, he knew he couldn't. Not even because it would ruin everything he and the others had worked for as Warriors, but because you would never forgive him. And that is one thing he knew he could never live with.

Of course you never understood why Reiner could be so hard on himself. You thought he was spectacular, and surely whatever he had done before didn't warrant this much self hatred. He was probably just hard on himself for the same reasons as everyone else. Not doing well enough in training, blaming himself for things out of his control. After months and months of getting to know each other and spending more time than you could count together, you were sure Reiner wasn't capable of doing anything truly evil.

"You can still be good," You told him, petting his hair while trying to calm him down from a nightmare he was having, "Whatever you did before you came here doesn't matter now. You're bettering yourself and wouldn't do it again, would you?" He didn't say anything while he cried into your shoulder. "I still love you, always." He begged that you meant it. That you'd still tell him that after you found out about what he had done.

He reminded himself of your words that day on the wall. Right before he revealed himself to Eren. I can still be good. They still love me, always.

It wasn't until he had seen the horrified look on your face looking down at him from the wall while he was in his titan that he realized he can't be good. Nothing would have prepared you for the news that the man you had spent so much of your time with, so much of your time loving, was the Armored Titan. He felt evil, he knew he was evil. How could he have done something like this to you of all people.

Reiner swore then that he'd never grow close with another person the rest of his life. To avoid hurting anyone else the way he had hurt the only person he ever truly loved and cared about.

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[mrsbraunmoved]

Did you have to be that honest ?

Reiner Braun x fem! reader

Synopsis : It took endless time for him to admit his feelings to her until he almost lost her.

Warnings : Angst

Year : 848

Part 2 : "Don't Save Me"

There was this thing about him she can't figure out what made her so attached to him.

She didn't know whether it was that time when he defended her against the people who accused her of cheating or the time when he carried her during the graded run to the mountain because she was unable to run, sustaining too much injury for saving Jean or was it the fact that he was always beside her that made her fall for him ?

Reiner Braun was the sweetest man to y/n, helping her, encouraging and supporting her decisions. He was like her support system.

The way he could see her victory smile following her win in a sparring match against Annie.

"I must marry her" he thought

Reiner would always hear her story, keeping her company, especially at night when the would go stargazing. The little things that he does, making her stomach have butterflies such as occasionally patting her head, tying her shoelaces when her hands were occupied, carrying her heavy equipments and of course, she could always recall the way he caressed her shoulder that time after he gently cleaned her wounds following an assignment.

Goosebumps crawled up her body just by remembering that experience, the tension between Reiner and herself.

Reiner and y/n often exchanged stories about each other. Stories that made them grew close even though he listened more than he actually talks. But when she does tell a story, he would look at her like she's his world. It took a while for him to open up and even now, he doesn't really share much and she respected that.

Reiner would always forget his primary mission when he's with y/n.

But there was one thing he wanted to change about her.

Her stubbornness.

Reiner persuaded y/n not to join the survey corps as it will be risky. Moreover, he knew one day when he reveals himself, he has to fight her and she has to fight him.

Y/n has a fixed mind. She wouldn't let anyone's opinion affect her decision. Not even Reiner. She wanted to be a part of the scout regiment ever since the day she entered the corps as a trainee.

But she was falling behind these past few days. Y/n hasn't been herself. She was aware of it, it seems that every time she was on someone's team. Their team lost. So she attempted to clear her mind and focus on training. But it didn't help. Nothing helped her got back on track.

She didn't know what was happening to her.

After Shadis ordered her to run laps from the afternoon to dinner time yesterday because she came late to the training, it was an obvious energy drain for her. However, she pushed herself each day for the sake of joining the scout regiment. She was tired of being known as the crazy girl whose dream to join the scouts seems impossible.

She showed tried her best today to make her team win advantage for tomorrow's mission to the forest. However, she obviously failed.

Again, y/n knew her team's loss was her fault. She could have won when she's on her full potential. But she wasn't. Her mind wasn't on the game and it's definitely not a secret that everyone was frustrated at her and she felt....guilty.

All of this was her fault. Shadis yelled at them because of her.

But what y/n didn't expect, was that out of all the people who were frustrated at her, Reiner was the one who had it worst.

"What happened back there ?" Reiner chased her, his voice wasn't soft at all.

"I slipped, Reiner" she sighed

"You slipped ?"

"You're getting sloppier everyday, Y/N" His voice was stern, taking her aback. He had never been like this to her.

She knew that everyone was mad at her for losing the advantage but Reiner out of everyone else ?

"Hey ! That's not nice." Sasha, who stood beside y/n said.

"We lost the advantage and the commandant gave us penalty and that's because of you" The glare that he shot her were like thorns.

"I'm sorry" she pulled sasha's hand with her, walking past him, not having the energy to argue with him although she could feel your heart chip a bit.

"That's it ? Sorry ?" His words stopped her.

What more does he want ? Why is he being like this ?

She turned to face him, the complexion on her face was gradually turning paler.

"You plan on joining the scouts to die faster ?"

"what are you getting on Reiner ?" Her anger slowly crawled, reaching herself.

"to be with your family"

Y/n could hear Sasha's gasp

She pushed his shoulders hard. Eyes filled with resentment, shooting death glares at him. How dare he use one of the stories she told him for an insult.

"All of this was your fault"

"If you want to die faster, then so be it. You can go ahead and die. They could always replace you with someone better."

"No one here is as weak and dumb as you. You're not worth anybody's time"

"Reiner !" Sasha yelled at him, her hands patting y/ back.

She could kick him. Hard. But this was Reiner.

She knew Reiner was against her joining the survey corps but how he was to her right now, it gave her the impression that he wasn't really her friend all this time.

Pursing her lips, she lowered your head to the ground. Her eyes slowly became bloodshot while water began to collect at the bottom lid of her eyes.

lips trembled slightly, releasing another breath

"I know...." she whispered softly, enough for herself to hear.

She didn't want to look into his eyes, she was too angry to do so. She felt too worthless, like a nobody.

"Did you have to be that honest ?"

Her voice cracked and only then did she shoot him a hurtful look. A look that he knew he would always remember. It made his heart shatter. He looked at her face that has lost its color. He almost couldn't recognize the girl that was standing in front of him.

He had never seen y/n cry. Not even a single tear drop.

It broke him knowing that the first time he saw her crying was because of him. Reiner Braun froze, his eyes still attached to yours, heart feeling heavy. Softening them, he couldn't describe how hurtful it was to see her like this. She looked like she could faint any moment. She looked so....broken.

"Y/n..."

She bumped on his shoulders harshly while walking past him, ignoring his calls to her name. So he started chasing her before Mikasa stopped him while Sasha accompanied you back to her barracks.

"Don't." She said

"Did you not see how she looked ? She has been through enough for these past few days, cut her some slack."

"What happened to her ?"

"She didn't tell you ?"

Reiner did not gave any response.

"What happened to Y/n ?" Reiner repeated his question, his heart beating faster.

He was afraid. Concerned, Worried for y/n.

"She hasn't been eating well, she has nightmares, Reiner."

"It's been getting worse."

The pain that he felt was doubled than the amount when he saw how shattered you were because of his words.

"Do you know what they're about ?" He hesitantly asked

"Her parents, how harsh they were to her, their words that made her feel...." Mikasa stopped midway before continuing

"She has nightmares about titans....and sometimes....." She paused again, reluctant to say her next word.

"you"

Everything was news to him. He'd never knew how bad her parents had treated her. None of her stories that she told him had signs that she was enduring pain except the part where her parents died the day wall Maria was breached. And deep down, Reiner knew that he was the reason her parents were dead.

She was suffering and he did not know a single bit of it. The worst thing was that he was a part of the reason why she were suffering. He added salt to her wound.

'Why didn't she tell me' he thought

"Me ?" Was the first thing he was able to let out

"She didn't tell us what they were about but this is the reason she hasn't been herself these past few days."

Mikasa then narrowed her eyes

"I heard what you told her"

"I shouldn't have said that"

"Your words hurt her, Reiner. She has been through too much. Out of all the person that she expected to be mad at her. You were the last one she thought would get mad."

"You like her don't you ?"

"W-what are you talking about, Ackerman" He's always denying his feelings for her. He can't be falling in love with her. He can't be...

But she, she made him feel things that he didn't know if those feelings were real. He was the one who thought love wasn't real. Especially when his parents' relationship was... His parents weren't in love.

This was different. Reiner and y/n were in love but he was too stubborn to admit it. He didn't want to tell her. Deep down he knew the both of them didn't have a chance. He still has a mission to complete. But what if the two could try ?

What if ?

"You should tell her, before it's too late. Who knows, she might die in the scouts and you won't ever tell her"

"Watch what you say" He warned, sensitive to the topic of you dying.

"Didn't you tell her to die faster ?"

"I need to talk to her" He walked towards your barracks but again, Mikasa hindered him with her palms on his chest.

"No, until tomorrow's mission is over, after Shadis told her to run laps yesterday, today's pre mission assignment and your attitude towards her today, she needs to rest"

He forgot about that. He forgot that she ran laps because she came late. Mikasa walked away from him, leaving him alone, thinking.

He's worried. Was she going to be fine ? What if she hate him ? What if she was really going to die ? He can't forgive himself if that happens. He can't stop thinking about her.

But that's exactly the question. Was she going to be okay ?

Part 2 at @mrsbraun

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[lolitaa-17]

-compass; R.braun x f!reader

warnings; angst idk,fluff,cussing, not romanticizing mental health.

Not proofread

Music was softly playing through your headphones as you looked out the window. The sun was starting to rise. You blinked as you felt as if your eyes were going droopy. You don’t know how many months it’s been since you’ve had a good nights rest.

“Y/n what the fuck are you doing awake so early” you roommate spat out a little spooked.

“I’m sorry I didn’t wake you up, did I?” You asked pausing your music and taking off your headphones.

“No not at all you just spooked me out.” She rubbed her face with hands trying to wake herself up. “I have early classes today anyway”

Which reminded you that you needed to start getting ready for work since you had to open today. “Oh okay, I’m gonna head out to the bathrooms.”

You grab your towel and the basket that had all your hygiene stuff.

After returning back from the bathrooms you put on some jeans a black tee shirt. You grab the apron sitting on the chair and the hat you had to wear for work.

It was like a repeating cycle. Work…school…”sleep”. You just wanted it to end already. You were tired of this and you felt as if there was no point because in the end you will always be doing the same cycle no matter what occupation.

Your phone alarm rang signaling you that it was time to head to work. You grab your car keys and the pack of cigarettes that had been sitting next to the keys and you head out.

You really didn’t have much of a social life on campus. You just wanted to get school over with so you didn’t involve yourself much of the parties. Of course you went to some but just small ones here and there. The only “social life” you really had was at work. Your job consists of you, Sasha, Niccolo and Reiner. They were your work buddies but it was only mainly just small talk.

You enter the dark coffee shop and start setting everything up for the day. After setting everything up you heard the bell of the front door jingle. You look up to see Reiner.

“Hey y/n!” He lets out a small smile

“Hey”

He starts setting up some stuff here and there. He was honestly a very sweet boy. You thought of how attractive he was and how he’d cheese over some cheerleader who he was madly in love with her. Once he told you about her you immediately knew you stood no chance.

“So what do you plan on doing this weekend?” He asked as he’s unpacking some new cups.

“Probably go to the beach and just sit around” It was one of your favorite things to do especially in paradis.

“It’s still pretty chilly out though, don’t you think?” He asked.

“I prefer it like that”

“Well I have an extra ticket to this amusement park-“

You nod your head before he could even finish.

“What why?” He was basically begging you to answer him.

“Reiner I don’t do amusement parks, plus I don’t wanna third wheel.” His smile dropped.

“Well it’ll just be the two of us.” He goes to the storage closet as you felt the mood change.

Had something happen between him and that cheerleader. You then thought about how he hasn’t really been bringing her up at work at much, or at all even.

The door bell jingled again revealing Sasha and Niccolo. They always arrived at the same time especially for the fact that they had been living together in their small apartment. They were honestly really cute and you envied them.

After a long five hours of your shift you could finally leave as you four switched with the other four workers who had just started checking in. You said bye to Sasha and Niccolo. You didn’t know where Reiner was so you just left.

After reaching your car you hear your name being called out.

“Y/n, wait up!” Reiner was running toward you.

“Oh hey”

“W-wanna go to the um beach?” He asked trying to catch his breath.

“I have class in like 30 minutes.”

“No no not today. Tomorrow”

“But I thought you were gonna go to the amusement park” you were a bit confused

“I gave the tickets to Sasha and Niccolo”

“Are you sure? I’m kind of boring out of work” you forcefully laugh.

His gaze soften “yeah I’m sure I want to go”

“Okay I’ll um text you when I’ll be going, I’ll pick you up” you wave at him as you enter your car and make your way to your dorm to change into something more comfortable for class.

There you were again. But this time you lie down facing the wall in hopes you wouldn’t freak out your roommate again. You thought you slept a good hour or so but it had only been a 5 minute nap. You check the time.

3:45am

You sigh and sit up from your bed. You slipped on your slippers and grabbed a lighter and the pack of cigarettes on the counter.

You sat right next to the door outside of the building of the dorms. It was pretty cold as you sat out there with a pair of blue checkered boxers and a large white tee. You inhaled the smoke from the cigarette. This felt like peace. Just nights like this. But for some reason you still felt some void that needed to be filled.

As you leaned your head back and blew the smoke out your mouth you felt car lights pull up in the parking lot right in front of you.

“Y/n what the hell are you doing out here in the cold.”

You look up and see Reiner getting out of his car.

You lifted up the cigarette to show him.

“I told you to stop smoking the other day y/n” he walks over to you as he took off his jacket and put it over you.

“Well why are you out so late?” you asked him in hopes of changing the subject.

“Couldn’t sleep so I went to the pharmacy to grab melatonin.” He reached in his back and opened the pack of the melatonin gummies.

“You think those actually work?” You bitterly chuckled.

“They always do for me” he said popping two or three in his mouth.

“That must be nice” you put the cigarette up to your mouth again but this time Reiner took it and threw it to the other side of the grass.

“What the fuck man” you softly punch his leg.

“Here I got something better.” He reaches in the plastic bag and grabs out a pack of gummy worms.

“Fine.”

“Here let’s head to my room” Reiner says

“But your roommate.” You say looking up at him as he got up.

“He’s at some interview for a couple days, he’s not here right now.” He reaches his hand out to help you up.

You guys make your way to his dorm. It wasn’t how you expected it. It was cleaner than you expected. Cleaner than your dorm.

You threw yourself on reiners bed.

“How come your bed is much more softer.”

“Shit I bought a whole new one, no way was I gonna sleep on that piece of cardboard”

You softly chuckle sitting up to let some space for Reiner.

You shove a few gummies in your mouth. He looks at how you’re destroying those gummies.

“Mentally noted that you fuck those gummies up”

You roll your eyes and hand him one.

“Shut up.”

The silence was getting really loud when suddenly you remembered he had bought melatonin to sleep.

“Wait I’m sorry I should go, you probably wanna knock the fuck out right now.”

He laughs “nah you’re good.”

“No really you look tired as shit”

“Nah I like the company” he says as he laid down next to you while he stared at the ceiling.

“Reiner I have to ask you something.”

“Hmm?”

“What happened with you and that cheerleader chick?” You asked him while popping s gummy worm into your mouth.

“Oh her. Yeah um turns out she has a girlfriend.” He softly laughed at himself.

You stopped chewing at the sudden news.

“Your over her though right?” You asked breaking the silence.

“Oh definitely, ever since she told me we’ve been chill.” He sighed as he closed his eyes.

“Sorry for bringing it up.”

“No you’re good. I was planning on telling you anyway.”

“Can you sleep with me?” Reiner spoke again.

“What?”

“Never mind sorry. There’s just been so much going on lately and-“

“No I get it. I’ll stay” you smile and lay down next to him.

“Sometimes we just need people when we’re at our lowest.” You whispered

Maybe you needed someone too. Maybe that’s why you’ve always felt empty. You never bothered talking to people out of work on your free time and your roommate? You guys would have little “sups” here and there but that’s it. But right now you felt. Filled. Like you didn’t feel empty anymore. And you liked it.

You grabbed Reiners hand and rubbed it. You look over and he had knocked out. You smile to yourself. How peaceful he looked sleeping but what was he feeling? Was he hiding the fact that he was hurt by the girl he liked rejected him? It hurt you just thinking about it. A little jealous, but you never made a move so how could you be jealous?

“I think I like you Reiner. I think you are worthy of saving me” you whispered while he was soundly sleeping.

Soon enough you heard the birds chirping and but the sun wasn’t out. It was cloudy. You sighed hoping today would be sunny when you went to the beach.

The whole night you laid there with him. Admiring his features as he slept like a baby. His eyes fluttered open and he looked over at you.

“You’re awake already ??” His voice was a lot deeper.

“mhm”

“You look like you didn’t even sleep holy shit” he cupped your face to have a good look at it.

You pull away and pinched his cheeks “hurry up and change so we can go to the beach already.”

He got up and started looking for clothes as he was still half asleep.

“Let me go change too, meet me at my car” you told him as you step out of his room.

You both entered the car after making a quick stop at the gas station to grab a couple snacks. You took a sip from your energy drink while you could feel Reiners gaze on you.

“Y/n…when was the last time you actually slept.” He asked causing you to brake really hard at the stop sign.

“Im sorry i didn’t mean to press on the brakes that hard”

“You gonna answer me or what?”

You sighed “I don’t really…remember Reiner”

“I mean I wanted to sleep yesterday but..” you slowly stopped trying not to confess your feelings towards him.

“But what?”

You parked the car. “We’re here Reiner”

You got out the car before Reiner could even speak. Was this gonna be the day to tell him that you needed him? Did you need him? He made you feel better. His company was warm.

You walked close to the shore as the waves seemed slow but heavy. You loved it. They grey tint to the sky was beautiful. And no one was here just you two.

You sat down and took in a deep breath.

“Isn’t this nice” you look at Reiner who still seemed to be waiting for an answer.

“Y/n…can you talk to me about this? I want to help you” you look at him and his gaze softened.

“Reiner im scared” you whispered.

He sits next to you and pulls you into a side hug. He never let go.

“Scared of what y/n”

“Im scared you’ll push me away…after I tell you what I feel.”

“No of course I won’t, you stuck with me what makes you think I’m gonna leave you.”

You took a deep breath as you felt Reiners hand caress your back.

“Reiner, I’ve always thought there was no point in living if it’s just an endless cycle. Everyday for me is the same. I can’t sleep. I’ve tried everything melatonin,Tea, warm milk, everything Reiner. But I can’t…it’s like I feel empty and my thoughts are just keeping me awake stopping me from sleeping. But yesterday I was with you and it changed. I felt warm and quiet and I was genuinely tired and I wanted to sleep but I was scared that if I close my eyes just for one second you’d be gone. And I just wanted to admire how peaceful you looked and I realized that you made me feel a type of way I’ve never felt with anyone. And I think I like you Reiner.” You look over and see that he tries to process it all.

He smiled “So you’re saying I make you feel better?”

“Basically”

“Listen y/n”

Your heart dropped…you didn’t know if what he was gonna say was either gonna be good or bad.

“I’ve been really off these days lately too and I found myself always getting up extra early to go to work and spend my time with you. And if you want me to be honest. I bought those tickets for us, not me and historia. I wanted to get to know you more and see you outside of work. And yesterday night you made my week feel so much better. I’ve fallen for you too y/n”

You sigh in relief as you dropped down on your back as you felt Reiner lay down next to you.

“So I want to spend more time with you and go on more little dates with you.” He smiled pulling you in as you guys cuddled in the sand.

You felt your eyes slowly drift. You let out a breath before soundly falling asleep in the arms of Reiner. You loved it and you were happy that most days we’re gonna consist of you two being together and Inseparable.

The end

I don’t know if this was good, I’m sorry if I made any mistakes. My head was aching the whole time making this but I just wanted to get it over with so I hope you all enjoy!

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[b3-with-you]

as beautiful as ever pt.2

Pairing: Reiner Braun x fem!reader

Summary: Upon learning of Hange’s plan to kill Eren, y/n objects to its treachery as she reminisces the good and bad of her past, as well as all the pain that came with it.

Warnings: season 4 spoilers; swearing; descriptions of dead bodies, trauma, angst; mentions of suicide/self harm, slight gore; self blame; part 2/?

Word Count: 2.9k+

Notes: part two is finally up !! ty so much for all the support on the first part i hope yall enjoy this one just as much :D ngl almost cried writing this like wtf this shit just hit different dawg 

masterlist.

pt.1

Year 849 ; Cadet Corps Training Camp

“You ever wonder what’s out there?” y/n asked, looking up at the stars. “Outside the walls?”

Reiner tensed up at the question. Quite the opposite actually, I always wondered what was in the walls. Glancing at y/n, he furrowed his eyebrows as he examined her reclined figure. The two had ditched dinner together and instead snuck out some food to bring with them on the rooftop. A frequent activity for the duo.

The rooftop had always been y/n’s safe space. It was a way for her to get away from the world, from all her problems and misery and...life. It didn’t take long for her to realize that it was Reiner’s too.

The first time it happened was the three year anniversary of the fall of Wall Maria. It had been a hard day of training, especially since Commander Keith was feeling crankier than usual, the cadets’ somber mood not helping his case. Everything wrong happened at all the wrong times and y/n had just had enough. 

She snuck out that night, and to her surprise, she was met with a blonde haired boy looking to forget the world.

“You stole my spot,” y/n had announced, startling the boy. She took a seat next to him, her legs dangling at the edge. “Didn’t know anyone else came up here.”

That was the beginning. The beginning of late night talks, and shooting each other smiles from across the room, and glancing at each other when the other wasn’t looking. That was the beginning of Reiner and y/n. Friends. Just friends.

“Sometimes,” he muttered.

“Wanna know what I think?” y/n asked, her focus still on the night sky. “I think there are still people out there.”

Reiner pulled his gaze away from her as the familiar feeling of guilt started to bubble in his stomach. He was a coward, and a liar. He didn’t deserve y/n’s friendship, not when he knew exactly what was going to happen to her. Not when he was the one who caused her to lose her home, her family. It wasn’t fair. Not to him and definitely not to her.

“Somehow somewhere in a distant land far away, there’s another wall. And another and another and it goes on and on, and all of humanity is just hiding behind those walls. Too ignorant- or too scared- to realize that they’re not alone.”

She glanced up at Reiner, immediately being met with his hazel eyes. Even in the dark, they still shined so brightly. She sat up, subtly moving closer to the boy sat next to her.

“I mean, c’mon, you’re telling me that this whole planet is just absolutely covered in titans and then there’s us in our little walled off circle just chilling? No way,” y/n exclaimed, “there has to be someone out there. Anyone. You know?”

“Yeah,” Reiner chuckled, a soft smile appearing on his face, “I know.”

y/n pulled her legs to her chest, letting out a sigh as she observed the scenery before them. As dreary as it seemed, it was home. The dirty raggedness of the cliffs making shadows in the moonlight; the old wooden structures, musty yet warm; the rocky mountains in the distance, pulling y/n to want more, to need more. It was beautiful.

She was beautiful. As beautiful as ever. There was a slight pout on her face as her head rested on her knees, a sign of the gears turning in her brain. He liked that about her- the way she thought about things.

Reiner would sometimes imagine telling her his secret; imagine the look on her face, the words she would say. He always thought she would understand. That underneath all the anger and pain, she would still somehow understand. Because that’s who she was. She was compassionate and kind and everything a devil wasn’t. She wasn’t the monster- the disgrace- that Reiner had been taught about, she was y/n.

“I think everybody’s hiding behind a wall,” y/n continued, her voice soft. “They just can’t find a way out.”

And maybe they don’t want to.

Present Day ; a forest within the Walls

“If we do this, we’ll be leading our friends- our people- to their deaths,” y/n argued, “we’d be traitors.” The girl glared at Reiner as the last word slipped from her mouth, her venomous tone very obviously directed at the blonde. “Makes us no better than them,” she mumbled, prying her eyes away.

“I’m not gonna let Eren commit genocide. We have a responsibility to do something, and if we ignore that responsibility,” Hange said, “that’s what makes us no better than them.”

y/n clenched her jaw, her chest heaving up and down as she tried to straighten her thoughts. This was Eren they were talking about. The boy who used to share rations with her, who helped her with her nightmares, who stood by her through everything. Eren was their friend. And now they were planning on killing him.

Shaking her head, she looked at her friends for help, desperate to have someone on her side, but everyone had averted their gaze to avoid her pleading eyes. She wasn’t surprised, but for some reason her heart still ached. She knew she was wrong, hell she had no idea why she was defending Eren. He was the one who betrayed them, and even if he was trying to protect them, what he was doing was wrong. But she was just so tired.

Nine years. Nine years of her life being anything but normal. And it was all because of them- Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie. They flipped her world upside down when they destroyed those walls. She was sick of fighting and sacrificing and that constant horrible feeling in her gut that something bad was going to happen. She could only deal with so much loss.

She still remembers the way the light disappeared from Sasha’s eyes that night, the way her body fell limp on the floor, the never ending bleeding that just went on and on and on; how throughout the whole ride home, she was just cuddled up next to Mikasa with tears pouring down her face as they grieved for their friend. And every time she’s closed her eyes since then, all she could see was Sasha lying there bleeding out.

Dying. Dead.

She was haunted by the screams of her family as they were smothered by boulders, the wrenching sound of a person being eaten and torn alive, the deformed bodies of her comrades dismembered by hungry titans. She still remembers Erwin Smith’s sullen face as his guts spilled out of a gaping hole in his abdomen.

And she still remembers the boy on the rooftop, his hazel eyes sparkling in the moonlight. She had put so much trust in him, told him things that she never thought she would say out loud. And in a single moment, the man she thought she knew was just gone. Replaced by a traitor.

“This is ridiculous,” y/n muttered, taking a seat on a log.

“Oi, brat, you’re acting like a child,” Levi piped up from his position on the cart.

y/n scoffed, feeling her temper finally get the best of her. “Am I not one?” she exclaimed, “I’m 19, for God’s sake, but I guess we just live in a world where we send twelve year olds to fight a war for us. Kill count of five by the age of 15? Fuck that, Levi.”

Standing up, y/n stormed off towards the thick forest, her face overheating with anger.

“y/n-” Levi started, realizing how much he screwed up.

“Don’t,” Reiner interrupted.

Levi scowled under his bandages as he turned his focus to the blonde. Reiner’s face was stoic and his eyes were fixated on the fire in front of him. His tone had been demanding, as if he was threatening the older man, but his body language seemed cool and collected. It made Levi curious.

Unbelievable, he thought, four years and he still hasn’t lost feelings.

It’s not like it was a secret. As newly recruited Scouts, it seemed as if everyone in the regiment knew about Reiner and y/n’s little crush on each other. Well, everyone except the two.

Levi had hated the idea at first. With everything he’s been through, he was taught that love could only mean weakness, and that wasn’t something the Scouts could afford. But then he realized how hard the two fought for each other; how instead of weakness, it gave them strength. Even after Reiner had revealed his true intentions, that pain and heartbreak only drove y/n more. She became a weapon.

“Tsk,” Levi turned his gaze away from the man and closed his eyes. Young love.

Sighing, Reiner stood up and headed towards the direction y/n had gone. He knew he shouldn’t and that he was probably the last person she wanted to see right now, but it seemed as if his body had a mind of his own. It was like an instinct, as if he was being pulled by an invisible string forcing him to follow her, to make sure she was okay.

As y/n found herself in a clearing, she brought her hands to her face, wiping away the tears that were threatening to spill from her eyes. Fuck Levi and fuck Eren and fuck this whole fucking world.

“You okay?” The voice broke y/n out of her thoughts as she immediately recognized its owner. Slightly turning her head, she glared at the boy through her peripheral vision, the once subsiding anger slowly rising up again.

“Don’t act like you care, Reiner,” y/n spat, hating the way his name felt on her tongue.

“I do care.”

“Really?” y/n turned around, steam fuming from her ears. “‘Cause if you cared you wouldn’t have killed Marco or manipulated Ymir or betrayed your friends! If you cared, you wouldn’t have- you wouldn’t have-” y/n stopped, unable to form the right words. Left me? Led me on?

Made me fall in love with you?

With an exasperated sigh, y/n shook her head, turning away to hide her watering eyes from the man.

“Just leave me alone,” she begged, her voice straining. “Please.”

Closing her eyes, she finally let the tears fall as she held back the sob that threatened to erupt from her lips. She couldn’t handle it anymore. She couldn’t handle him anymore- the way he still looked at her like she was his whole world, the exhaustion in his eyes that just made her want to hug him and whisper sweet nothings in his ear. She couldn’t handle the ache in her heart every time she saw his face, or heard his voice, or someone mentioned his name.

She hated how everything reminded her of what once was. She hated how even after all these years, she still remembers that first night they spent together on the rooftop. She still remembers telling him her dreams, sharing her nightmares, laughing until the sun came up. Fuck. Fuck you, Reiner Braun.

And as the wounds on y/n’s heart reopened, so did Reiner’s, because if there was anyone in the whole world who hated Reiner Braun more than y/n was Reiner himself.

It made tears prick his eyes and bile regurgerate up his throat. It made his lungs constrict and it made him, with his whole being, want to carve out his insides and chop them up into little pieces. Because as much as y/n made him want to live, she made him want to die even more.

She was the girl who made his stomach do flips and his heart skip beats. She engulfed him in her presence, showering everything she touched with a grace like no other. She gave him a reason to keep going because despite all the darkness in the world, she had managed to show him the light. She made him believe in good again.

And yet every time he looked at her- every time he heard the hatred in her voice- all he could see were the things he did wrong. The faces of everyone he’s killed, everyone he’s hurt. She was a walking reminder of the evil lurking inside him, and that maybe- deep down- he really was a monster.

His mistakes- no, he wouldn’t call them that; they weren’t mistakes, they were choices. Reiner chose to do what he did, and there was nobody else to blame, not his superiors or the Marleyans, but him. He had so many chances to stop, to be good, but he didn’t.

He kept on going when Marcel died and when he saw the utter destruction he caused at Shiganshina. He kept on going after killing Marco and he kept on going even after he realized that these so called island devils weren’t really devils after all.

He should’ve told y/n the truth that night on the rooftop, about what it was like outside those walls. He should’ve told her what she got wrong and what she got right, and she did get parts right. 

Because all his life, Reiner Braun had been hiding behind a wall. And for the longest time, he didn’t want to find a way out. He didn’t have a reason to.

Until he fell in love with an island devil. An island devil who, for the first time in his pathetic life, made Reiner feel like Reiner. He wasn’t a Marleyan or an Eldian or a warrior to her, he was just him. 

And God, did he love being him.

Blinking away his tears, Reiner’s face reverted back to its usual phlegmatic appearance.

“y/n-”

“Can we not have this conversation right now?” y/n exclaimed, her voice slightly stronger.

Reiner softly scoffed, hoping that y/n could feel his desperate gaze burning holes in her back. “Then when?”

“Never,” y/n breathed out, finally turning to face the boy, “I don’t want to talk, Reiner. Especially not to you.”

The blonde clenched his jaw as y/n threw another blow to his already fractured heart. “You don’t mean that,” he whispered, the words barely slipping from his lips.

“And who are you to say what I mean and what I don’t?” y/n’s prior sadness had slowly been turning to annoyance. Anger, hatred, hell, she didn’t even know anymore. It was like a remote control going off in her head, surfing through the channels to find the perfect TV show. Except there was just too many shows and too many channels, so instead all she got was the sickening sound of static.

With his mouth slightly agape, Reiner turned his attention to the ground, y/n’s eyes still searing at his body. “I’m sorry.”

As the words slipped out of his mouth, a laugh escaped y/n’s throat. Out of all the things that had happened those past few days, that had to be the most ridiculous. He has to be joking.

Scoffing, y/n examined Reiner’s pitiful stance. It was unbelievable. Truly. The way he still looked like the victim. It made y/n want to punch him even more. Slowly, Reiner raised his head, immediately meeting y/n’s eyes.

“Please, y/n, let me-”

“Stop.” Any trace of laughter had disappeared from y/n’s face. “Stop, just stop. You broke me, Reiner. That day on the wall? It has got to be the worst day of my life.”

The two stared each other down, searching for any sign of...something in the other’s eyes. They didn’t know what they were looking for. Care? Hatred? Love?  They just wanted the truth.

“I trusted you. I really did,” y/n said, blinking back tears. Shaking her head, she finally looked away from his burning gaze, pushing past him to head back to the camp. “This is stupid, I shouldn’t be talking about this with you.”

“I loved you.”

y/n immediately stopped in her tracks as she felt the dam of emotions slowly start breaking down. More salt to the wound.

“Don’t say that.”

“y/n,” Reiner said turning around, “I love you.”

“Stop. Reiner, stop,” y/n said, gulping down a sob. “You can’t just say that,” she said as she turned around, “you don’t get to betray me and leave me with my heart shattered in a million pieces just to come back four years later telling me you love me. You don’t get to do that.”

y/n didn’t even try to stop the tears anymore as her vision started to get blurry from the waterfall erupting from her eyes.

“Four years and not a day goes by that I don’t regret what I did. That I don’t think about this stupid island and these stupid people who I once thought of as home,” Reiner said, his voice surprisingly stable, “not a day goes by that I don’t think about you.”

y/n bit her lip, unsuccessfully trying to keep more tears from spilling. She didn’t know what to do anymore. She couldn’t do anything anymore.

“I hate you,” she sobbed, “I hate you so much.”

As if on instinct, Reiner wrapped his arms around y/n’s shaking body, a few tears escaping his eyes. y/n’s first impulse was to get away. She shouldn’t do this, she shouldn’t want this.

“Let me go,” she muttered over and over again as she struggled under his arms; punching his chest, kicking his legs, doing anything in her power to simply get away. “I hate you, I hate you!”

And yet, he still held on. Tighter and tighter until eventually, she just melted. She fell into his embrace and just stayed there, sobbing right into his arms.

“I know, I know,” Reiner whispered into her hair.

Finally.

Home.

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Don't Save Me

Reiner Braun x fem! reader

Synopsis : It took endless time for him to admit his feelings to her until he almost lost her.

Warnings : Angst, Gore, Violence, Stabbing & Kidnapping

Year : 848

Part 1 : Did you have to be that honest ?

"There's no advantage !" The commandant yelled across the field, letting everyone turn to him, confused.

"The training you faced yesterday was just an exercise ! Whether you win or lose, there's no reward nor penalty just like how it is in reality ! You will NOT be rewarded for killing titans. It is YOUR job to do so ! Pack your belongings so we may start on time maggots !"

Guilt crept him. Another futile reason for him to lash out on her. He shouldn't be feeling like this. He constantly reminded himself of his duties as a warrior but she would always pop up on his mind every time. Particullarly after what Mikasa has told him yesterday about her state and the stunt that he pulled on her.

Reiner let out a sigh, reflecting his words to her yesterday. He tried imagining if he was in her position. How hurtful it must've felt, especially when he was really close to her

He knew how it felt. He knew what it was like to be regularly insulted.

No, she was different. She was always hurt by the people close to her. She was never once loved by anyone. Her family treated her like trash while Reiner still has love from his mother.

She was different. She has suffered more, he made her suffer more. Another person close to her that disappointed her.

His heart ached at the thought of her carrying the amount of pain on her back.Even when she apologised softly to him yesterday, his words grew harsher. He's furious at himself for allowing those words escape his lips.

"That's it ? Sorry ?"

"All of this was your fault"

"You can go ahead and die, they could always replace you"

He lied.

No one in this world could ever replace y/n. He didn't know what he would do if she really died. If she died...... Reiner didn't want to think about it and definitely not during the training exercise. Enough of her.

Yet her face that she made yesterday would always return to him. He would recall how heavily she was breathing, she was hurting both physically and mentally. She was unrecognisable, he never once wanted to see that side of her.

The dejected look on her face that so easily told him she was on her limit. Her affectionate smile completely eradicated as if it had never existed. Her rosy lips that had turned as white as a sheet, and her eyes that were filled with tears, only a single trail fell. Reiner shut his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Reiner attempted to clear his head before his attitude was noticed by either Annie or Bertholdt or anyone else.

"You ok ?" Bertholdt questioned him

"Yeah, a small headache" Reiner replied

"Let's focus, Reiner"

The current training exercise for the 104th Cadet Corps was split into two squads, obtain proof that they had arrived at the destination and return to the training grounds.

The Journey would approximately be 40 kilometres in each direction as the first squad's leader is Marco while Armin is made as the record keeper. Its other members, Eren, Jean, Sasha, Connie, Krista and y/n

While the other squad leader's Thomas, Mikasa was made as the record keeper with Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie and three other cadets to complete the squad.

Reiner was both relieved and dispirited when he found out that y/n wasn't on the same team as he was. He couldn't face her, he wanted to but he was still gathering the courage to apologize to her.

The two teams will head back via each other team's route after exchanging information at the destination. The objective of the training exercise was to perform a task without danger with a sense of danger.

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While Jean and Eren were verbally fighting each other, it was no doubt that they made loud noises with their voices, y/n looked at her surrounding as they are in the middle of the forrest.

She heard rustling noises behind her, with trees crowding the location, it was hard for her to really notice whether there was something out there.

and so, her nightmares recurred. This time, she dreamt of her friends being eaten by a horde of titan, tearing their limbs apart, sinking their teeth into her friend, her body was glued to the ground, not a single part of her body can move, she couldn't save them. All she could do was watch her friend's being eaten, watch Reiner being chewed down by that abnormal titan.

Their screams, deafening, agonizing, loud, piercing cry that made her want to kill herself. Her friends screamed for help but she couldn't reach them. She couldn't.

Her body jolted up from her mattress, eyes opening wide while layers of sweat covered her face. She didn't want to go back to sleep. She'd rather stay up all night than face her nightmares again.

Y/n took her horse to a nearby lake where she sat down on the side, gazing at her own reflection, the dark circles under her eyes that began to darken each day. She looked at herself and noticed how the girl she was looking at was so different to the girl she was a few weeks ago. She has changed so much, she missed her old self.

Then Reiner came to her mind. She could remember how bitter his words were to her, how his face was when he insulted her. Was all that time they spent together a lie ? If it was then what was his goal ?

She felt a pang in her heart. The person she loved always end up hurting her. Her family, and now Reiner.

The person she loved ? She didn't 'loved' Reiner, she loves him.

'Dumb fool' she whispered to herself. She let herself fall for the guy who told her to die faster.

His words made her beat herself, everyone knew her potential, how they usually praise her for her combat skills that won against Annie, her intelligence and mostly, how skilful and sharp she was. People would always say that she is a perfect match for the survey corps.

But what Reiner said to her yesterday made her think that everyone's words were just empty praises to make her happy. She became embarrassed of herself, she wanted to be furious at him but she couldn't.

She felt pathetic, wanting to know how Reiner thinks of her now, what he was doing, does he really hate her ? Does her really want her to die ?

Frustration built up that led her punching her reflection on the lake that splashed her face along with her horse. The four legged animal let out a neigh, making her caress its muzzle.

"Apologies, Jean" She chuckled

The sound of a twig snapping reached her ears, y/n quickly stood up and eyes her surrounding. The dark forest kept its silence as not a single soul was spotted by her.

She squinted her eyes, brows furrowed together, scanning the inside of the forest from where she stood. To her dismay, the threat had came from her back, placing a palm onto her mouth in attempt to silence her, only for her to bite the palm of the person's hand and let out a scream.

She panicked for a second before elbowing the man that was behind her, y/n attempted to run but she was quickly knocked out by the stock of a gun.

Eren was the first one to get up, opening his eyes to see a gun pointing straight at his face, along with the other cadets, they were surrounded, all held at gunpoint.

Eren tried to fight back, holding the gun's muzzle and instructing everyone to fight but each of them were too scared to do so. The only thing Jean could do was run away.

A shot was fired, resulting a small scratch on Jean's face. At this point, the cadets were too scared and panicked to notice that one of the recruits had gone missing.

Until they saw her unconscious figure being carried towards the carriage

It was her.

Y/n was being kidnapped.

It wasn't just her, their ODM gear was taken away too.

The cadets hung their head low, Marco announced that it was better to call off the training exercise.

"So we'll just leave y/n ?" Eren questioned, his face was still on the direction the carriage went.

"That's not what I meant, we can't do anything about it...We'll request orders from above" Marco replied, only for Eren to interject

"And if we don't make it ?" Eren gritted his teeth, frowning

"I don't want it to end this way, I'm going to save y/n, even if I'm going alone !" He declared

"How are you going to search for her without our horses ?" Jean approached him, angry.

"Like that matters !"

"It does matter, I'm going to save her too."

Of course Jean is going to save her, God knows how long he secretly had a crush on her.

"I don't want it to end with this disgrace, and I can't lo-...I don't want y/n to be gone"

The cadets formed a plan thanks to Armin's intelligence and Sasha's experience with high grounds. After they had spotted smoke nearby, they had used a telescope to see a barely awoken y/n with a blindfold kick a man's face.

"Look, she's attempting to escape ! Another guy got hit, wow, she's hardcore even with her eyes covered." Connie passed the telescope to Sasha

"Oh, that man hit her !"

"Huh ?!" Jean snatched the telescope from Sasha's grasp and observed how the bandits treated her. His blood was boiling while anger surged up.

As they reached the location close enough to the carriage, Marco pulled the rope twice, indicating that their ODM was in the second carriage, Eren and Jean jumped off and attacked the carriage.

Y/n, who had her hands tied up to the carriage had limited eyesight, but she could hear everything around her. She could hear Eren and Jean attack the men on the other carriage, kicking them out.

The man on her carriage loaded his gun and aimed it at Jean, thanks to the rock that the carriage stumbled, the shot missed and y/n's wrist loosened. Even when she was free to move, her hands were still tied, she removed the blindfold, kicking the same man who knocked her out with a gun stock out on the back of his knees.

The gun was on both of their hands, a shot was fired to the wheel of the carriage that made it lose control. The carriage that contained their gears were retrieved, but y/n, she was still on the first carriage.

The recruits chased the men who still had y/n while Armin shot a green flare signal for the other team.

The minor lacerations as well as a few contusion on her face did not stop her from fighting the men. Using every means to take that gun away from him.

"Bitch !" He punched y/n, resulting in her nose bleeding

"Whatever you do, don't kill her, she's money" The man whose driving the carriage instructed.

"Thanks to your friends, we're suffering a loss"

'Hell, I miss the part where that's my problem" She scoffed, chuckling.

"You're taking responsibility for it !" The man shoved the gun closer to her, y/n used her forehead to knock the muzzle, making the stock hit the man's face. She did this in time when a metal from Eren's gear made contact with the bandit's hand.

"Damn you !" He cursed, Y/n successfully used her body strength in order for him to miss the shot. She used the side of her wrists that were still tied to hit that man's face, quickly making his body fall over. The gun rolled from the carriage to the ground while Eren and Jean let the horse loose. The carriage rolled over and crashed onto a tree.

As they exited the carriage with Y/n, she tried to escape, just in time when Mikasa and Annie attacked the two men.

Team B had arrived, with Reiner included. The first person that he saw was her. The dark bruises forming on her face and a few cuts on her face. His heart began to feel heavy. What happened to her ? Is she okay ?

Reiner was worried.

They thought that they had saved y/n but what they didn't expect was one of the bandit's henchman stepping out from a nearby bush, charging towards her with a knife.

"You filthy bitch !"

Y/n turned her body to face the bandit sprinting to her. She stood too close to the bushes, too close that made everything happen so fast.

Mikasa quickly cut his hand off, but she stood too close that made everyone reach her too late.

Reiner widened his eyes, pure shock on his face, mouth agape. His heart beating faster each second as he looked at her body.

'This can't be happening'

Everything else then felt like it was happening in slow motion. She could see her friend's mouths moving, as if they're screaming, their sounds were muffled though.

Pressure.

She felt heavy pressure forming on the side of her stomach, her eyes slowly travelled to where the knife was stuck in. Blood began to ooze out from her side, it felt like a punch, her legs began to grow weak, her vision became hazy as she lost sight of her friends but amidst her state, she could only focus her eyes at him.

Reiner and herself locked eyes. This is it. This is what he wanted right ? He wanted her to die.

This feeling that Reiner was experiencing is new. This was far worse than fear, way worse than feeling scared. The thought of losing her was scary but to actually see her bleeding to death right in front of him, he couldn't find the words for it.

No, he can't allow it. He can't allow her to die.

Before her body touched the ground, he went down from his horse to catch her. Her eyes were shut which gave him a bad sign, he didn't dare to remove the knife from where she was stabbed and only when he did see her up close does his heart felt pain.

He could identify every injury at her face, he felt like a house has just been dropped onto him.

"Reiner, she needs help and fast." Krista said

His arms still holding her fragile body, her breathing was getting unsteady, fear catching up to him. No, she can't die.

"Who has the fastest horse here ?"

"I think I do." Thomas answered

"Then let me borrow your horse." Reiner placed y/n on the horse as he sat behind her. Her body was guarded by his arms in front of him, her head rested on the side of his arm.

"Don't let her die, Reiner" Annie said, only receiving a nod from him before speeding away back to the base.

"Don't you dare leave me, not now, Y/L/N"

"Stay, they're gonna fix you" he kept on looking at her from time to time, earning no responses from her. He kept on speeding up but he knew that this was as fast as the horse can run.

"Reiner...." She finally spoke out, her voice almost had no sound.

"Don't...save...me"

"I'm g-gonna give you what...y-you want"

As soon as her words came out from her lips, her body gave up and Reiner could feel her body went limp.

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Thurs 03.23.23 - I’m SCREAMING at my Reiner headcanon THE ANGST THE ANGST *THE ANGST* I TELL YOU

Coming soon. (Within 24 hours).

Reiner angst Teaser:

For this requested post: AOT characters as your lover (reader is not a scout)

(Reiner the scout is leaving his s/o to go on a mission outside the walls)

“Y/n, we both know what could happen—”

“I love when you say my name,” you respond.

Reiner clasps your hands gently, bending down so that his head is just above yours.

He’s so close that your noses almost touch. Reiner’s eyebrows are creased in deep sadness, his face flushed red with fear. Reiner is staring into your eyes pleadingly.

He looks so tortured.

"You're my girl."

“Reiner, I believe you’ll come back to me,” you say— a twinge of pain shooting through your heart as you lie.

Reiner’s golden eyes turn glossy as he squeezes you into a tight hug.

He pulls back, his hands atop your shoulders, holding you with the delicacy one uses when handling a baby bird.

“You keep believing that all the way through. All the way to when the scouts— when we return.”

In a split second Reiner’s lips are on yours and he’s kissing you deeply.

When he speaks again, his voice breaks, “But… but if…”

TEASER END MUHAHAHAHAA

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My Angel (Part Two)

➬ Reiner Braun x Fem reader

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Summary : Reiner was always taught that the devils of Paradis were vicious creatures, but what is he supposed to do when he soon finds himself reluctantly falling for one? Or when he is forced to go back to Marley and leave her altogether?

Word count : around 5, 200 words

Warnings : Again, very angsty. Reiner feels guilty about what he’s done, reader is angry with him. Crying, mentions of heartbreak. Spoilers for season 4 part one.

Author’s notes : reblogs are appreciated!! I appreciate all feedback on my writing so that I can know what you guys liked and what you think I should improve on😊

Disclaimer : this is a work of fiction and should in no way, shape, or form, be taken seriously.

Side Note : this fic, and everything else I’ve written on my blog, is mine and only mine. I work very hard on everything I write so do not, under any circumstances, modify, copy, or steal my work.

❗️Important Note❗️

There will in fact be a part three! While I was writing part two, it ended up becoming so long that I just decided to split it up. That’s why this chapter leaves off on a cliffhanger (and that’s also why it took me so long to post this one). But I thank you all for your patience. If anyone else wants to be tagged for part three then let me know in the comments! :)))

“Can I please ask where exactly we’re going?” Reiner questioned, his voice lacing with a hint of annoyance as Falco gripped his arm, anxiously pulling him towards the city’s back alleys.

“I told you it’s a surprise! A friend of yours wants to say hi before the show starts!” Falco explained, glancing backward at his superior with a cheerful smile as he continued to pull him in the opposite direction.

“Is that right?” Reiner spoke sarcastically, scoffing quietly to himself as he took in the boy’s words.

What was Falco really up to?

Surely the whole “a friend wants to say hi” explanation was made up; because Reiner Braun wasn’t exactly a man you would think of as having friends.

Sure, he was surrounded by people a lot of the time, and he even had allies with whom he got along pretty well with. But even so, Reiner knew he was nothing more than a comrade to them; nothing more than a vessel to wield the armored titan.

But that was okay, because they were nothing more than comrades to him.

With being born Eldian as well as being a warrior for Marley’s military force, Reiner Braun didn’t exactly have the time, luxury, or frankly, the mental strength to seek out any social interactions beyond strictly work-related ones.

Well, at least, not anymore.

He made that mistake once, and in doing so, it cost him the demolition of a poor woman’s heart; as well as his own.

In fear that opening up to another person again might cause that beating vessel in his chest to truly see itself past repair, Reiner Braun had decided to close himself off from others, refusing to repeat those tragic events of his past.

So, with that in mind, who exactly was this “person” that Falco was happily dragging him by the arm to see?

It couldn’t have been anyone he was genuinely close with; there wasn’t anyone like that for him, not anymore at least. Any authentic connections he once had with people were now severed, collapsed by the calamity he caused back on that forsaken island.

So who on earth was he being forced to see?

“It’s just in here!” Falco said excitedly, his finger pointing toward a wooden door as they rounded the corner; one that lead to a basement stationed under an older apartment complex.

From the outside, the place looked dim and run down, its location secluded to a quiet and unfrequented street.

The very sight had Reiner scratching his head in confusion. Of all places, why here? Why pick such an isolated area to meet with him? Not only that, but why would this person send a naive little boy to escort him to this place instead of just contacting Reiner directly?

Was this a trap he was walking into?

Should he leave?

Like a flame set to brush, panic began spreading through Reiner’s veins. His free hand was gripped into a strained fist and his eyes darted in all directions, watching out for any surprise attacks.

If this really was a trap, if someone was anticipating charging at him, then he’d be ready for it.

Suddenly, the wooden door opened. Loud groans from the beat-down hinges filled the air, followed by the sound of footsteps; footsteps that belonged to a dark, hooded figure.

Reiner’s eyes widened at the scene before him, an eerie feeling twisting in his stomach as he watched the mysterious person walk out the door; heading in his direction.

Whoever it was, he thought about fighting them off, even going as far as raising both his hands in the air to assume a defensive stance.

However, that’s when he caught a glimpse of Falco next to him. The little boy had started to head towards the figure, almost as if he was acquainted with the human; if it even was human.

“Falco wait!” Reiner quickly followed in the boy’s footsteps, gripping his arm before he could walk any closer to the person. “We should leave.” He suggested, anxiously tugging on the boy’s limb in hopes to urge him back in the opposite direction.

“It’s okay Mr. Braun,” Falco smiled, quick to reassure his superior. “This is where he said to meet him.”

Who’s he? Was it that person lurking around with the cloak draped across their face? Or was there someone inside as well?

Reiner didn’t have any answers, nor did he have a definite resolve on how to react in this situation. Should he trust Falco’s judgment and allow this “meetup” to happen? Or should he grab the boy and run while he still had the chance?

The latter seemed like the best option, especially considering the fact that Falco was just a child, and therefore could’ve easily been manipulated into something dangerous.

He wanted to trust Falco’s words, but it was too risky. If something happened, the boy’s blood would be on Reiner’s hands; and he couldn’t bear the weight of any more sorrow, or any more guilt.

“We’re leaving, Falco!” Reiner insisted, readjusting his grip on the boy’s arm to forcefully pull him away from the situation.

Although, just as he’d turned around to take those first few steps, he heard something that made his body freeze, and his heart clench.

“If you’re done arguing you can go on ahead. He’s waiting for you inside.”

That voice. Reiner knew that voice.

It was the same one he used to hear nagging at him to wake up in the early mornings. The same voice that used to comfort him whenever he was feeling disheartened.

It was… the same voice he never thought he’d have the pleasure of hearing ever again…

All he received was one simple sentence, but that was all the verification he needed. There was no doubt in his mind, the voice he heard: belonged to you.

“Y/n?!” His body immediately turned around to face the hooded figure. His eyes then squinted, trying to see more than just the gentle silhouette of a pair of lips and a jawline that was exposed by the moonlight’s glow.

The figure froze at his words, saying nothing in response; almost as if they didn’t anticipate being recognized.

“Y/n, is that you?” Reiner asked again, hoping to earn a response this time.

However, there was none; at least, not a verbal one.

All he gained was a sudden flinch that occurred once he spoke that name a second time, followed by the subtle shaking of fingertips that poked out from the sleeves of the cloak.

You must’ve been scared, embarrassed; perhaps even both.

And who would blame you for it? The last time you saw him he had slaughtered more than half of your comrades. Who knows what he’s capable of now after four years have passed?

“Falco?” Reiner finally broke the silence, glancing down at the boy he was still holding on to. “Why don’t you go on inside, I’ll be with you in a minute.”

However, before the boy could open his mouth to speak, he was quickly interrupted. “There’s no reason for him to leave! I’m not staying to chat.” A stern voice echoed past the cloak covering your face, but that didn’t phase Reiner.

He knew it was you from the moment that first syllable left your lips, even more so now that you’d spoken a second time.

Your tone was serious, added with a hint of aggression in order to scare him off, but he wouldn’t be turned away by that. Not when this was the chance he’d been silently praying for ever since he left that island four years ago. The chance to finally see you once again, even for just a moment.

Now that this chance was finally here, standing in front of him, there was no way he’d let it slip away; regardless of the tone you used with him.

“Just a few minutes?!” He insisted, taking a few steps forward in case you were preparing to run away. “Please?” He asked in a much quieter tone, his eyes practically begging for you to give in, to grant him even the smallest portion of your time.

Even after all these years he still knew how to persuade you, didn’t he? He must’ve, otherwise, your mouth would’ve never opened to let out a frustrated “Five minutes and that’s it!”

Reiner’s shoulders quickly relaxed at your words. His head then turned towards Falco subsequently, giving him a quick nod of his head: which apparently was his signal to “get going.”

Falco’s gaze switched between Reiner and the person he was apparently dying to speak to. The boy was unsure of what was going on, or who that unidentified person even was, but nevertheless, Falco knew better than to argue with his superior; so he’d comply with the orders given to him.

“S-sure…I’ll just, be inside then…” Falco spoke hesitantly, slowly backing away to walk toward the wooden door. He stopped momentarily after placing his fingers on the handle, almost as if he was waiting for Reiner to change his mind. But after receiving no signs of a change of heart, Falco reluctantly opened the door and stepped inside; closing it behind him.

The moment that wooden door shut, an unpleasant silence filled the air. Instead of partaking in the “conversation” you were supposed to have, the two of you just stood in silence.

You didn’t dare speak up. Reiner was the one who made you stay after all, if anyone should be the first to start this conversation it was him.

Your eyes were fixated on him with a calloused glare, your lips refusing to part even the slightest bit.

Reiner on the other hand, wore an expression more timid and anxious than yours.

He shifted uncomfortably on his feet, fingers fidgeting with each other as he contemplated the best way to start this conversation.

“I uh…” He tried to speak, but the words fumbled in his mouth, leaving just as quickly as they came.

It’s ironic, just a moment ago he was begging for you to stay so that he could have the chance to talk to you, but now that his chance had finally arrived, he couldn’t think of anything to say.

As he stood there, overanalyzing a potential response, he noticed the way you scoffed, clearly annoyed at his delay in response.

You were growing impatient with him, and if he didn’t take the opportunity to speak with you now, you’d most likely never allow him another chance to waste your time again.

So, after what had seemed like hours of silence, when in reality was more like 1 minute, Reiner finally spoke up.

“Can you take off the hood?”

Your eyes quickly narrowed in confusion at his odd request. Out of everything he could’ve asked, everything he could’ve apologized for, this is the first thing he says?

“Why?” You questioned, still unsure of his intentions on the matter.

“I just…” He began, but his words quickly started to fade out, almost as if he felt unworthy to be asking in the first place.

Nevertheless, you were persistent.

“You just what?!” You snapped, frustrated at his apparent dedication to withhold information from you; a recurring dedication at that.

“I just…” he inhaled shakily before speaking, “I want to see your face.”

You paused at his words, taking a moment to process what he’d just said. After expecting something pitiful, or perhaps even bitter coming from him, it was quite a shock to receive this: a fairly tender request.

He wanted to see your face? Why? What difference would that make?

It’d be the same one he saw four years ago, nothing’s changed; at least, not to you.

Despite asking for something which would require him to look upwards, Reiner kept his eyes glued to the ground, as if he felt undeserving to see you again. It wasn’t until he heard the heavy sigh that jerked past your lips, along with the quiet “fine” you gave in response to his request that made him finally look up.

As his gaze lifted, watching you pull that gloomy hood off your head, Reiner was met with a flashback of memories.

It all reappeared in an instant: the sound of your adorable laugh, the way your hair looked when the sun glistened across it, even the small little habits he’d discovered about you as time went by; they were all coming back, recollecting in his mind clearer than if it all happened a day ago.

Reminding him, painfully, of a time when things were simpler, when he was happier, and, most regretfully, a time when he had you.

Pulling off that hood allowed him to finally lay eyes upon a face he hadn’t seen in ages. A face he used to watch soundly sleeping next to him at night, placing gentle kisses all over when no one was around.

It was the same face he used to stare at in fascination; taken back by the beautiful way your lips would curve upwards into a smile, or even the way your eyes radiated the most alluring shade of color when the sun shone across your skin.

That face was one he had desperately longed to observe once more for the entirety of four long years, and coincidentally, it was the same face that now stared him down with an irritated glare.

Absent was the sparkle your eyes once held for the man standing before you, and gone was the loving countenance you were never hesitant to grant him.

Now your face lay still, your features refusing to move even the smallest bit in case it were to form some sort of pleasant expression towards him accidentally.

Who was this woman?

If not for the fact that he had easily identified her face, Reiner wouldn’t have recognized her.

Where was the kind and loving woman he fell in love with? Was she not the one standing before him now?

No, this woman was different. This one seemed to hold an inkling of abhorrence towards him, easily provoked by just his presence alone.

Was this… the product of his own making?

Was this… what he’d turned you into?

As if he wasn’t tormented enough by his decision, now he was witnessing the consequences of his actions unfold before his very eyes.

“How.. how are you here?” Reiner stuttered, still in shock over the fact that you were actually standing there; that for whatever reason, his prayers to see you again had finally been answered.

“I’m only here in service of a friend; nothing else.”

Your response was so vague, so cold; nothing like the endearing way you used to speak to him.

“Which friend?”

“It doesn’t matter,” You replied forbiddingly. Your tone sounded so distant, so unfriendly towards him.

To think, the last time he heard your voice, it had told him “Goodnight, I love you.” But now that voice was harsh as it spoke, probably regretful of saying those very words after waking up to find out he’d abandoned you that next morning.

The difference in your tone was beginning to eat away at Reiner, straining that beating vessel in his chest more and more with each look of your indignant expression. As if you’d just picked up a shovel and started digging, deepening his guilt further than it already was; if that was even possible.

“Your minutes are up by the way, and I have to leave.” You suddenly spoke, hoping your statement was bleak enough to end the conversation, meaning you could finally leave; finally be free of him.

“Wait!” Just before you could escape, Reiner quickly reached forward and grabbed your wrist, clinging to it as if his life was hinging on it. “Wait please, don’t leave…”

“That’s rich coming from you.”

He deserved that. Honestly, he deserved more than that.

Call him whatever names you could think of, and he would let you, he’d allow every single one of them, no matter how excruciating, because he knew they were true; because deep down he knew he deserved them.

“I’m not interested in what you have to say, Reiner.” Your words were like knives to his heart, causing the already aching organ to shudder yet again. “Whatever it is you should’ve said it four years ago.”

Was that true?

If he really did explain it to you before he left, would things be different now? Would you have understood his situation? Understood why he had to do it?

Why he had to leave?

“Please,” he implored, desperately maintaining that grip on your wrist. “Please, just let me explain it to you.”

It was pathetic, how he was begging like this, pleading for you to stay and hear him out as if he wasn’t the one that left you in the first place.

“Nothing you say will change what happened.”

He knew that was true, but in spite of that, he still refused to let you go again without telling you, without apologizing at the very least.

“I know,” he admitted, a glossy haze shimmering in his eyes as he looked at you. “But please, I want you to know the truth.”

A part of you wanted to leave, to deny him any further chances to cause you more pain with an explanation. However, another part of you wanted an apology. You wanted to hear his side of the story; to hear whatever excuse he had for abandoning you. No matter how twisted, or pitiful, his reasoning was, you couldn’t deny you had questions you wanted him to answer.

“Fine then. Tell me.” You quickly adjusted your posture, staring at him with your eyebrows raised; a gesture he remembered you only used when you were serious about something.

“Why did you betray us?”

Here it was, the moment he had been waiting for since this conflict arose: his chance to finally be understood, to be seen as more than just the traitor he was made out to be.

“I was given orders,” he started, retracting his hand from your wrist now that you’d clearly abandoned the option to run. “I had no choice but to follow them.”

“And what were your orders?” Your voice sounded heavy, almost as if it was hurting to bring all this back up again; like a wound that was still fresh, still desperately trying to heal itself.

Reiner’s mouth remained shut, his head lowering as he closed his eyes, not wanting to answer your question. He knew he’d be made to look like the villain no matter what he said, no matter which way he worded it.

Did that mean he really was the villain?

In your eyes, maybe.

Perhaps you’d never accept his side of the story, never be able to see past the wretched sins he’d carried out. But regardless, even if he never got the forgiveness he so desperately wanted from you, he couldn’t hide from the truth any longer. It was time to embrace it, all of it.

“They told us to sneak in and make allies first, that way we had the people’s trust and no one would suspect us.” He sighed, his eyes refusing to look up at you in fear of the face you’d make upon hearing his confession. “Once the time came, we were ordered to steal the founding titan by whatever means necessary. And if anyone tried to stop us, we had permission to silence them, using whatever tactics we deemed fit.”

Reiner’s heart felt tight as he let those words out, his shame growing stronger now that he was remembering it all, remembering what he’d done.

How did things end up like this?

He was just trying to do what he was trained to do: save the world from ruin; that’s all. But here he was now, that mission an embarrassing failure as he reminisced on his actions; the same actions that caused such sorrow for so many people, including himself.

And as if things weren’t bad enough, as if Reiner wasn’t feeling guilty already, he heard a sudden change in your breathing that could only mean one thing: you were beginning to cry.

“No, wait!” His head quickly lifted to look at you, instantly regretting it as your distressed face came into view. “Please, don’t cry.” He begged, using his thumb to wipe away the liquid collecting on your skin; which you surprisingly allowed him to do without putting up a fight.

“Don’t cry, okay? Not for me.” He demanded, despite his own eyes welling up with tears as well.

He just couldn’t bear it, knowing he was hurting you yet again.

It was almost as if nothing had changed, even after all those years. As if he was reliving those horrors of his past once more, reliving that anguish he saw imprinted across your visage when you found out he was the armored titan; the same armored titan that had killed so many of your friends.

You didn’t understand it, even now.

Was the man who used to dote on you really the same person as the one who carried out such violence and hatred against your people?

How could that be true? How could he have done such a thing, committed such betrayal against the woman he loved?

What changed? Was it something you did?

Or perhaps a more gut-wrenching explanation: he never loved you to begin with. Maybe that’s why it was so easy for him to give you up, maybe, this was his plan all along.

“What else?” You asked, your voice trembling in the process.

Reiner’s face quickly scrunched in confusion, unsure of what you were getting at. “What do you mean?”

“Were those your only orders?” Tears quickly began trickling down your face faster than Reiner could stop, your gaze looking more despondent than ever. “Was there really not anything else?” Your lips parted to let out a stinging sob, one that seemed like it’d been held in for too long.

It was obvious you were waiting for some sort of answer from him, and every second he delayed with a response was only tormenting you further.

But, even so, it didn’t change the fact that Reiner didn’t understand what you were asking of him; or what you wanted to hear so badly.

Your eyes stared at him in sorrow, more tears absorbing into your skin before you asked your question one last time; phrasing it differently now.

“Was falling in love with me a part of your mission too? Was I just another means to accomplish your end goal?”

Reiner’s heart convulsed at your words, his mouth agape to let out a pained gasp.

Did he just hear that right?

A tool?! Is that really what you thought? Is that really all you assumed you were worth to him?

As if you could ever be such a thing.

Granted, he understood how you may have assumed that, given the matter of his betrayal and all. But, despite that, he never expected such an absurd accusation.

There was a wide range of names you could’ve called him: a traitor, a liar, a monster; anything, and he would’ve accepted it; He would’ve owned up to it.

But this: questioning whether or not his affection towards you was genuine; that was one accusation he’d never admit to.

You were never a tool, you weren’t even a part of his plan to begin with. Falling in love with a woman of Paradis wasn’t exactly one of the orders he received when he was assigned to that mission. In fact, getting involved with you went against the sole purpose of him being there; the sole purpose of his assignment.

He was sent there to exterminate the Eldian race, to wipe out every last one of those despicable beings so that the world could finally be safe.

Falling in love wasn’t an order laid out in his job description at all, much less with a woman of Paradis. And yet, he did.

Reiner was a strategic man, he wasn’t one to easily abandon orders, no matter how difficult they may be. That in itself should’ve been enough to prove his affection toward you; because he never would’ve done such a thing had he not felt it was worth it, had he not felt you were worth it.

Nevertheless, here you were, teeth gritted in frustration as you impatiently awaited his answer.

Your face spoke only of torment, and it pained Reiner to have to witness it. The way your eyes were slanting together in an unsuccessful attempt to subdue your tears, your fingers curling into fists to help better contain your irritation, all of it was a clear sign of the repercussions his decision to abandon the woman he loved had caused.

It was just like the last time, you were falling to pieces over him once more, and Reiner couldn’t stand the sight of it.

Your gentle cries may not have been as loud and mournful as they were four years ago, but it didn’t matter; the fact that you were even crying in the first place was enough to make that twisting sensation return to his stomach; possibly becoming permanent at this rate.

Reiner stretched his arm out to grasp your hand, hoping to console you, however, you quickly backed away, refusing to let him touch you.

“I don’t want your pity!” you spat, your fragile body trembling from both the anger and suffering fueling inside. “I just want the truth! Did you ever love me?”

Was that even a question?

Yes, he was fully aware that it would’ve been hard to believe the authenticity of someone who’d abandoned you; someone who so easily decided to turn against you, as if doing so didn’t phase them in the slightest.

But regardless, ignoring the heinous crimes he’d committed, did you still believe he never loved you?

Were his actions before this messy conflict never enough to convince you of his sentiments?

What about all the times he’d hold you in his arms, whispering to you about how happy you made him feel? Did you really not believe any of that? Was he pouring out his heart’s inner-most secrets for nothing?

Or what about the times he’d surprise you with food, despite rations being low? He almost got caught stealing food for you so many times; which was unwise of him considering the fact that it could’ve possibly had him kicked out of the survey corps: meaning his whole plan to infiltrate the military would’ve gone up in flames.

Or, perhaps how he’d always try to keep an eye on you during missions, making sure you never encountered something too dangerous for you to handle. You always complained that he was being too paranoid, but it was only because, unlike you, he was aware of the kind of power titans held; the kind of pain they could’ve, he could’ve, inflicted upon a tiny human being.

All he ever wanted was to protect you, to do what was best for you. Did you really never realize that?

Even after he made Annie and Bertholdt promise not to lay a hand on you during their countless fights with the survey corps, even after all the times he put your saftey before his own mission, was it still never enough?

Even when he left you behind, did you really never consider the fact that he could’ve been doing it because he thought it’s what’s best for you?

You would’ve never been safe with someone like him, so he spared you from that danger by leaving.

Even though he caused you much pain by doing so, did you still never put that together?

“I understand if you don’t believe me when I say this,” Reiner began, “But I never stopped loving you.”

Even before any words left your lips, the doubtful look stringing along your face was enough to tell Reiner that you didn’t believe him; or were highly skeptical at the very least.

“If that’s true, then why wasn’t that enough for you to stay?”

He’d asked himself the same question so many times before. Why didn’t he just give up on his mission and stay with you? It’s not like he wouldn’t have preferred that option in comparison to the one he chose.

Why didn’t he just let the Marleyans presume him dead, forgetting his life in Marley and starting a new one with you on Paradis?

He wanted to, he considered it even. But there was one factor he was forgetting that made all the difference; one tiny reminder that convinced him to abandon that option in the end: you deserved better.

If he stayed behind like you would’ve wanted him to, like he would’ve wanted to, then he would’ve been living a lie; deception would’ve been rooted at the heart of your relationship.

He would’ve never been able to fully open up to you because doing so would mean he told you the truth about his past, about where he’s from and why he came here in the first place. He’d have to fabricate every detail about his life up until this point; tricking you into believing he was born inside the walls just like you. He’d need to have an excuse for everything: why his parents weren’t around, where he was born, what his home life was like, everything.

Nothing about his life would be real anymore, from the moment he’d wake up, to the second he drifted off to sleep at night, he’d be living a lie.

Every time he’d look at your innocent expression he’d be reminded of the secrets he was keeping from you, the lies he was tricking you with; and he couldn’t live like that. He refused to live like that.

“Staying would’ve only put you in danger, so I left, taking the danger with me.”

“I see.” Your voice was strained, as if you were having trouble processing everything. The shock from seeing him again so unexpectedly still hadn’t exactly worn off yet, and with the addition of all this new information piled on top, you didn’t necessarily know what to say; or how to react.

So, instead, you remained silent, hoping some ideas might materialize inside your head as you waited.

However, you weren’t kept waiting for long because Reiner quickly took an initiative to speak once again, asking something that left you stunned,

“Is it okay if I kiss you?”

Your head quickly flung upwards to look at him, contemplating whether or not you heard him right.

“What??” You asked, aghastly, desperately hoping you misheard his question.

“Is it okay if I kiss you?” He repeated, unfortunately proving that your ears were working just fine, and that you did in fact hear him correctly the first time.

He only meant it as a farewell, nothing more.

He knew this might very well be the last time he ever saw you again, so, with that in mind, he wanted to leave you with something pleasant to remember him by.

He had every intention of letting you go, he’d walk away and you’d never have to see him again afterward.

Just one last memory with you, that’s all he wanted. One last moment to reminisce on the merriment of his past before he let you go for good.

That’s what he wanted at least, but, when you finally uttered a response, he realized it might’ve been too much to ask for.

“I’m with someone else now, Reiner.”

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decades ⋆ reiner braun

content & warnings: female reader, she/her pronouns, canon verse, set around the beginning of marley arc, mentions of sex work (reader works at marleyan brothel, soooo original ik 🙄), reiner has depression, PTSD & suicidal thoughts in this so if this triggers you i advise you not to read, conflict, slut shaming, angst.

author’s note: this is depressing, as is the majority of canon verse aot fics.

part two here

word count: 3.7k

Reiner has had this reoccurring dream ever since his confrontation with the Survey Corps four years ago.

In this dream, his Titan has been beaten down mercilessly and his body is exposed. The dream is all too vivid. The steam stings his eyes he feels them prickle with tears.

Then vultures circle him, tauntingly. They swoop down and tear his flesh relentlessly. He's frozen. He wants to let out a scream but no noise comes out.

He is thrust back into reality, waking up with a gasp, sweat trickling down his forehead and chest heaving. The dream never goes any further than that.

He looks around the dark room, trying to differentiate between dream and reality. The problem is, the nightmare itself isn't too far off from his experience that day.

Dead man walking, that’s how he would describe himself.

He had no will to live. However, at certain times when thrust into battle, he came alive and was instantly a live wire. His suicidal ideation faded away during combat.

Since returning to Marley and being shrouded as some sort of war hero, even nicknamed "Marley's shield", he joined the other soldiers on their excursions.

Reiner never knew who he truly was.

When with the boisterous, raucous Marleyan soldiers on their off time in the taverns and brothels, he was one of the boys.

There were glimmers of pride and the acceptance he never had as a child whenever he felt a slap on his back, a squeeze on his shoulder with a hearty laugh.

The validation he never had as a child.

But when the moment ended, he felt awful. Despite his belief that he was a horrible person, plagued with turmoil, he knew that he did not share the same values as those soldiers.

As he entered the bar, the air was thick with the scent of cigar smoke. With the smell filling the whole room. The smoke was heavy and lingering, creating a haze that hung in the atmosphere.

He walked off from the other soldiers and headed towards the bar to drink. In all honesty, he preferred the company of Gabi, Falco and the kids rather than the soldiers.

He was dragged out of his thoughts when an intoxicating fresh scent, the complete opposite wafted towards him.

Scents are not something Reiner pays attention to, however it grabbed his attention after being on the battlefield for weeks.

His lungs thick with smoke and gunpowder, choking on the acrid stench of explosives. The sweat and dirt from the soldiers who had been fighting for hours.

But he could’ve handled all of that, what pushed him to the edge was the blood and flesh, burning flesh. The blood was nauseating.

The sweet smell belonged to you.

He had to pinch himself when his eyes settled on you. You noticed him gaping at you and gave him a wink, heading further into the crowd.

"That one is one hell of a minx." One of the soldiers guffawed as he slapped Reiner's back when he noticed him ogling you, causing Reiner to wince. "Give her a try."

Reiner stared at the man in shock. However, when your eyes met once again, he was oddly enthralled by your aura.

He pushed his way through the crowded bar, determined not to lose you amongst the people.

"Excuse me, Miss..? May I speak to you for a moment?"

Your back was still turned, as you heard his firm and deep voice. It was difficult to ignore.

You eventually stopped in your tracks, turning to face him as your eyes raked over him, with a snort.

"Now…what would Marley's Shield want with me..?" You questioned, raising a brow at him.

He cringed at the nickname.

"Marley's Shield my ass." He thought to himself, as that particular nightmare flickered through his mind, causing him to shake his head in an attempt to disperse those images.

"You don't need to call me that.." He replied, with a wry laugh. "It's kind of douchey."

"So what do I call you?" You questioned.

"Just...Reiner." He responded.

"Okay, just Reiner. You come here often?" You said with a sultry smile.

"Depends." He said. "You see me around here?"

"Nope. I'd definitely remember such a handsome face..." You said, as you leaned across the bar and reached out to stroke his cheek.

A slow smile began to build on his face as he felt your dainty hand.

“You’re forward, aren’t you?” He replied, as he met her eyes properly.

“Part of the profession.” You remarked. “We on the same page, just Reiner?”

The tavern and brothel were in the same building. The rooms where the ladies brought whoever paid for their service were upstairs.

Reiner kept his hands to himself the entirety of the walk, which you noticed. Most of the soldiers would grope and grab at you even before you were out of the bar.

His lips were pursed, you wondered if he was ashamed. He didn't seem like a man who liked things like this, but that would be a naive statement. Considering the nature of men.

"Pretty...nice." He remarked, surveying the rich velvet carpets and golden fixtures. "How is this the same building as the bar..?"

"Yeah...Madam is particular about the interior." You replied with a half smile reminiscing on her giving a verbal lashing to the barkeep about the state of the building.

You pushed open the door of the room.

A lot of buildings in Marley are the same. Especially the internment zone. People were lucky to even have a bed and a desk, however, Reiner had never seen such luxury like this in his life.

Jaw slightly agape at the delicate and elegant furniture and the pale blues, pinks, and whites. The bed had lace and ruffles.

He shut the door behind him as you lit the candle.

"You like..?" You giggled at him gazing around the room in awe.

"I never been in a fancy pants place like this before.." He said, lowly as he stalked up to you. You drew a sharp intake of breath as Reiner towered over you.

His expression was serious and intense, with his eyes sharp and focused on you.

"Looks can be deceiving.." You said in a hushed tone as you slid your hands underneath the fabric to push off his trench coat and let it clatter to the ground.

He didn't miss the way you eyed the red armband.

"You think so..?" He replied, intrigued by your statement.

"Yeah.." You said, as your fingers made their way to undo the collar buttons of his dress shirt. "She makes it all fancy...as if that hides the horrors of what goes on in most of these rooms."

He grabbed your wrist before you undid the button that was up to his navel. His eyes widened and his brows furrowed as the only thing he could muster out was your name.

"That's...not gonna happen here. I promise." He said voice determined, earning a giggle from you. "What's funny?"

"It's sweet." You hummed, pulling away from his grip to continue undressing him. The flame of the candle illuminated the room with a warm glow.

You felt your mouth unconsciously water when the flame highlighted Reiner’s muscle definition.

The veins in his arms and neck stood out prominently as you traced them gently with your forefinger causing him to shudder gently.

“You’re really hard to resist.” He said with a dark chuckle as you pushed him to sit on the bed.

“It’s a part of my charm.” You grinned. You began to press your lips against the sensitive surface of his neck and he froze.

This wasn’t something unusual, however with Reiner. Something felt off. Regardless, you pushed him on his back to continue your actions but he seemed to be…nervous.

You couldn’t do it like this. So you pulled yourself off, sitting on your knees on the mattress as your eyebrows pinched together.

"Reiner...have you done this before..?"

"What?! Of course I have!" He shot back offended at what you were insinuating as a flush crept across his cheeks.

"With who..?"

Busted.

He began to stumble over his words, attempting to create a believable sexual encounter but as you gazed at him, looking ethereal in the pale moonlight he gave up mid-sentence.

"You must think I'm pathetic."

"For being a virgin? No." You said gently as you stroked his cheek.

"I...I'm not less of a man to you?" He asked, shocked by your nonchalance.

"I could care less about that. Image...that's something important to you, Reiner. Isn't it?" You asked with a lilt in your voice.

"I thought image means a lot to everybody.." He responded, confused by your statement.

"Eh. To a certain degree. When it starts making you pretend to be somebody you're not I guess that's where it becomes a problem."

"You don't have to do this." You said.

"But what if I want to..?"

"Just figured...people usually want to keep their virginity for somebody they love." You said.

Reiner thought about it for a moment.

The only person he thought he loved was Historia.

And in his mind, hell would've frozen over before he could ever see her again.

"Usually? So what do the other people do?" He asked, curiously. You shook your head with a chuckle.

As he sat on the edge of the bed, you looked at him again. You would've never thought that the large and bulky handsome man had this naivety and innocence.

It was genuinely endearing to you.

"They don't care I suppose. It's just something people do as a gratification thing. Get it out of their system."

Reiner recalled some conversations had by the older soldiers in the trenches. It was like a game to them.

"...I don't want to do that." He whispered.

"Huh?"

"Oh...I said that out loud, huh?" He shook his head.

"Yeah.." You snickered. "What don't you want to do?"

"I don't want...to be like them."

"Reiner, who is them?"

"The guys I came in with." He began as he wrinkled his nose in disgust. "They...it's like a control thing for them."

"Yeah...you hit on the nail on the head with that one. They barge in here and don't even take a moment to realise that we have feelings...and thoughts. I doubt they even see us as people."

"But...I want to...I really want to..." He spoke gently as his tongue darted out to lick his lips and his light brown eyes softened. "Do...you want me? Am I enough for you?"

"Do you think you're not enough..?" You questioned.

He lowered his gaze and let out a sigh.

"Have you had your first kiss too?"

He groaned your name and buried his face in his hands.

"Okay, okay!" You giggled. "Look, you didn't have time for any of that. I promise it's not a bad thing..but...is there anybody who caught your eye...and who you wanted to kiss?" You grinned.

"I suppose so."

"Well, what happened?"

"She...loved another. And.."

He trailed off when he realised he was veering into confidential information.

"Yeah."

"Aw...seems like Reiner had an unrequited love." You said, gently as you tilted his chin up with a forefinger. "Would you like to kiss me, Reiner?"

His posture immediately straightened as he met your eyes, glimmering.

"It's all I've been thinking about since I saw you across the bar."

"I appreciate the enthusiasm." You chuckled. "May I be your first kiss..?"

"...Really?" He breathed out.

"I shouldn't say this...but I was thinking about that when I first saw you too.." You grinned. He immediately tensed up.

You held his arms and chuckled.

"Reiner, just relax..." You said biting your lip to stifle your laughter. "You don't need to pout, just be natural. I'll take the lead."

"Don't laugh..!" He whined as he felt the tips of his ears heat up.

"I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you! It's just...cute."

"I'm not cute..!" He protested.

"Sulking is not gonna help you beat the cute allegations." You snorted. "Close your eyes."

He followed your instruction without argument, and you waited for a beat of silence. You then took his strong jaw in your hands to gently brush your lips against his in a chaste manner.

When you pulled away, his eyes remained shut but you could see his eyelids twitching slightly.

"Reiner.." You called out softly.

"Oh. Is that all?"

"Hey! I was tryna be gentle. If I shoved my tongue down your throat you wouldn't have liked it." You argued, you then patted his thigh.

"But if you really want it. You can’t be the only one half-naked. Mhm?” You said as you turned your back to him.

He gave you a nod, understanding what you wanted.

"So beautiful.." He breathed in awe, as he undid the buttons of the corset.

"I've been told." You snorted, you were happy you were facing away from him, so he wouldn't see the giddy smile on your face.

You were a sucker for a compliment, especially from such a devastatingly handsome man like Reiner.

"I'll be gentle with you." You beamed, stroking his cheek.

"If it's like that first kiss, then no thank you."

"REINER!" You squeaked. "I was trying to-"

"I know, you were trying to go easy on me. But I didn't like it."

He never entered the bar anymore after that first night. He stood outside like a madman waiting for you to yank him indoors.

And as much as you expressed your irritation with it, you did it regardless. He was starting to appear more anxious whenever you spoke. Nothing like the man you met in the bar that one night.

You stormed outside and glared at him.

"Reiner." You hissed.

"I don't want you to think I only see you as a... you know..." He was getting extremely flustered, a deep crimson blush spreading across his cheeks. “Let’s leave, I’ll take you away from all of this..”

Your eyes slit as you took in his statement.

"Reiner." You finally spoke, voice barely an octave. "You're delusional."

He stared right back at you as if you were the one who lost your mind. He'd never been told that before.

You felt like you kicked a puppy with the look he gave you, so you dragged him to one of the rooms.

He looked pale and it seemed like he was gonna throw up. As you sat on the edge of your bed, waiting for him he just kept staring at his trembling hands with choked gasps.

“Come here..” You instructed.

He slowly sank to his knees and lowered his head onto your lap. At first, you tensed up. You had no clue why he did that. But feeling him rest against you, there was a pang in your stomach.

Your hands gingerly reached out to stroke the side of his face then you began to gently scrape your nails against his scalp. His body shuddered slightly and he let out a content sigh, his large hands bunching the fabric of your dress.

He thinks back on his life and realises nobody touched him like that before.

You pause from dragging your nails and settle a palm on the nape of his neck, fingers threading through the tufts of his featherlight blond hair.

You could've sworn you hear him choke out a sob.

"What's the matter..?" You asked softly, hand still on his neck.

He lifted his head to meet your eyes, as he gasped for breath, each inhalation a struggle against the suffocating grasp of despair.

His chest heaved with the weight of unspoken words and unshed tears, and a guttural sob escaped his lips, tearing through the silence like a wounded animal's cry.

"Reiner, breathe." You said, eyebrows knitting together in concern at his reaction.

You immediately sat up from the bed, and he tugged onto your dress harder as if he was trying to stop you from walking away.

His breathing was shallow as he called out your name.

"Don't go, please.."

"I'm not going anywhere." You reassured, helping him to stand from his knees to guide him to sit on the bed. "Now tell me what's wrong."

You sat beside him and slipped your small hand into his large, calloused one. The skin was dry and worn out from his battles. As your slender fingers interlocked with his, you felt a few healing scabs across his palm.

Your words seeped into his mind.

"What's the matter?"

As far as Reiner could think back, nothing was ever normal.

He coughed out when he remembered the metallic taste of the rifle in his mouth and saw the faces.

Of his loved ones.

He was nothing but a fraud in his eyes. Yet he was their hero.

Soon, it began to become a cycle. Reiner arrives. Reiner has a bit much to drink. You don't want to sleep with him in his inebriated state, so you let him lay on the bed and stroke his hair. He talks about his past.

The cycle was beginning to weigh down on you, whenever he began the tirade on his mother you felt your eyebrows furrow and let out an exasperated sigh.

He never bashed her. But he indirectly blamed her.

And then one day, you snapped. This time, he wasn't drunk. He was on a few sips.

"Your mother is not a good person."

It was meant to be a statement. But it came out so harsh, laced with venom, you regret it the instant it came out of your mouth.

Reiner was used to you not saying much.

But the vitriol in the sentence blew him away, so much so, the glass of bourbon slipped from his hand and shattered onto the wooden floor.

His pupils were blown wide with alarm.

"What...did you just say..?" He finally spoke, voice shaky.

Even if you regret the way it came out, you had to say it.

"I said your mother is not a good person, Reiner." You replied, voice haughty. "You've been coming here for almost a month now, I listen to you. The verdict is that your problems lead back to her."

"You-"

His words were stuck in his throat and felt as if they were choking him.

"You are not a sin for being born. Neither is she. She should've told you that. Not make you think you had to repent for something you had nothing to do with." You said tersely as your arms folded.

"And what the hell do you know?!" He bellowed. "You're...you're just a dumb broad from a whore house!"

Another wave of shock hit Reiner when he registered what he said to you.

You nodded in a bemused way a few times with a bitter smile.

"Maybe so, Reiner. But I can tell you something..." You leaned in closer to his ear. "I don't delude myself the way you do. I know what I am, I could care less. Do you know what you truly are..?"

Then you spoke and said something that tore through him and hurt more than any slash.

"You...are...a...pawn, Reiner. You're disposable."

He stood outside the tavern despite it being daytime. He had rushed out of the room away that night. As far as his feet could take him.

Yet he always found his way back to you, lately.

The girls began to tease, about Reiner being your lover. You had to qualms about it in the beginning, since you had a soft spot for him.

But after that argument, you lashed out at one of the girls and marched off.

You gazed outside the window as you saw him standing outside, helplessly.

He barely smiled. His face was always weary.

"You are not a sin for being born."

Reiner swallowed thickly as his eyes begin to prickle with tears. There was nothing more he wanted than to sink to his knees for forgiveness. He couldn't even have used the drunk excuse.

You headed outside to confront him.

"You need to stop coming here." You said after you shoved him with force.

"I'm in love with you. Please.." He babbled, words clashing together. "I can't live without you, why can't you understand that..?”

"Well. It's not like either one of us lied. You are a pawn and disposable. And I am a broad from a whore house. I'm not dumb though."

"Of course you're not..." He frustratedly let out a groan and clutched at his head. "Y/N PLEASE! I don't know what I was thinking, really..! What can I do to make it up to you..?!"

"You really want to make it up to me...?" You asked, gently. You looked up at him and settled a palm on the nape of his neck.

He nodded eagerly.

"Anything, I'll do anything."

"Reiner...go and fuck yourself."

"I can't let you go. Please. I-"

"No, you don't." You said curtly.

"How did you know what I was going to say?"

"You Marleyan soldiers are all the damn same. Do you think I haven't heard an 'I love you' after one of 'em wallows in self-pity? I've heard your story a dozen times before." You replied. "I won't take back what I said about your mother or you."

"I don't care anymore! You were right, just don't walk away from me. You say you've heard it before but I'm not making things up. I love you...I'll do anything for you. When I'm by your side in that bed, I'm a free man. Your warmth and your touch..."

"Free yourself. From being a pawn. That's what you can do for me. Do that and I'll forgive you."

You turned on your heel and began to march off, arms folded against your chest. It was taking everything within you not to start bawling like a newborn.

But you had to let him go. For his own sake.

"HOW CAN I DO THAT...?!" He exclaimed as he felt his heart shatter for the dozenth time.

"Deep down he knows." You said to yourself internally as your back was against the door, watching your vision blur and tears splatter across the wooden planking.

author’s note: you can take reiner freeing himself when he joined paradis island folks🗿 also sorry for makin him say that rude ass shiet to reader😭 sawry for any spelling n grammar mistakes im tide man

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Strangers (Part.1)

Reiner Braun x fem!Reader

Season 3 Spoilers and Season 4 light spoilers You and Reiner use to be a couple until you found out he was the Armored Titan…

Time line is going to be ever so slightly altered for the next part.

Third Person Pov

"How could you Reiner?" You cried out to him trying to keep yourself balanced on the tree branch below him.

"What do mean, if you're talking about why I took you, it's simple. I love you and I just couldn't leave you to die along side these devils." Reiner spat in disgust as his eyes lingered on your shaky from below.

"Devils, how could you ever think we are devils?" You questioned him

"I'll tell you more when we get back to my home town. It will all make sense when we are there." He answered you looking hopeful

"You assholes are gonna pay, you hear me!" Eren screamed from behind you waving his severed hand like he was going to punch Reiner.

"Shut it you two, it's not like we can do anything right now anyway. See those titans down there?" Ymir questioned as you looked down to see dozens of titans looking up twords you. "Even if we could, we'd have no chance of escaping. Plus Y/n isn't one of us so she'd die easily especially sense you ain't got your ODM gear." She soke sounding rather disinterested.

"Ymir is right, we'll leave at nightfall when the titans are sleeping." Reiner spoke scanning the three of you. Ymir started talking to them, but you blocked out her words trying to focus on calming down and not losing you head. You picked up on a few words an phrase in particular caught your attention.

"We'll get Christa and then we'll go, I can't leave her here!" Ymir pleated which caused your anger to spike.

"Ymir what the hell!" You shouted walking towards her as her limbs grew back.

"What, I have nothing here except Christa and Reiner and Bertholdt have a future. This place will be dead soon any way, don't you want to live!" She screamed at you walking closer

"Calm down you two! Y/n hear me out." Reiner pleaded jumping down from the tree branch he was standing on. "Y/n please, everyone here will die and the last thing I want is for you to die with them. My hometown is special and there are so many things that I want to show you. Sights that you'll never be able to see, I can show them to you. Please let me take care of you in a place I know you'll be safe. I love you." Reiner declaired with pleating soft eyes that would normally make your heart melt.

"I'd rather die here with them than live a lie with you." You spat as frustrated tears began to form in your eyes. Depsite the fact that you loved him too and the very idea of departing with him shatters your soul.

"Go to hell!" Eren screamed jumping at Reiner hitting him across the face multiple times until finally Reiener hit him so hard that it knocked him out cold. Reiner began panting looking at you silelently telling you to follow him.

"Reiner look, it's the scouts!" Bertholdt yelled in in desperation gaining Reiner's full attention.

"Shit, looks like commander Erwin is a lot smarter than I thought." Reiner yelled jumping down twords you. "Get on my back sweet heart we need to go." He asked you holding out his hand. Part of you would like nothing more than to hold his hand and feel his body against yours. Except now he had betrayed you and your friends and there was no way in hell that you were going to let him take you, Eren, or Christa. So you took a page out of Eren's book and punched Reiner too. You were a lot better than Eren at hand-to-hand combat and this was the only thing you could think of. His nose began to bleed heavily and despite his best efforts, he was not as fast as you. You hit him anywhere you could thinking that if the fight lasted long enough the Scouts could get to you faster. However, your actions came to a painful halt as Bertholdt punched you in the back of the head knocking you out cold, just like Eren.

Reiner grabbed your unconcious body and securly held you to him with as much gentelness as he could. He hated seeing you so hurt and broken and vowed that no matter what he'd do whatever he could to make up for all of the mental strain he put on you, after all, he did love you. After some time flying through the forest, he turned into his titan form after handing you over to Bertholdt. He jumped down as Bertholdt and Ymir, who also assumed titan form, landed on his back after she went serching for Christa. Ymir then took her from her mouth causing Christa to cough.

Reiner ran as fast as he could trying to outrun the scouts, but they were too late. Commander Eriwn, along with a massive horde of titans, scouts, and MP's were coming twords them. All Reiner could do was brace for impact as he protected you, Eren, and Berthold underneath his armored hands and pray that Ymir was holding onto him tight as he smashed his way through the titans. And as scout by scout and titan by titan came at him trying to get you and Eren. Despite their best efforts, the scouts took you, Eren, and Christa back and Reiner had lost you and the coordinate. All he could do now is protect Berthold from the titans trying to eat them as he watched you being taken away from him on the back of Erwin Smith's horse.

Operation To Retake Wall Maria…

“You’re not going cadet.” Captain Levi commanded as you were getting ready to join your friends to retake wall Maria.

“Forgive me sir, but why the hell not?” You questioned him with clear anger.

“Calm down, Commander Erwin thinks you’ll be a liability. We already know that Reiner and Bertholdt wanted to take you back home with them. So it’s safe to say that they’ll try again. We simply can’t have that.” Levi reasoned

“Wouldn’t I be useful then, Sir?” You yelled still angry and confused at the situation.

“No, no offense to your skill but Erwin said so. That’s final cadet I don’t want to hear anything else about it.” He spat walking away from you because he didn’t want to continue arguing with you.

You were so furious at the commander but you knew deep down that he was right. That you would confront Reiner despite saying otherwise because what he did to you was unforgivable and you needed to know why. You desperately needed to know why Reiner was a Titan and what the hell he meant by “home town.” You needed answers and you only prayed that the scouts would be victorious so that you could receive some.

A few days later…

The scouts came back as they reetook Wall Maria. However, the casualties made it seem like thee was no win whatsoever despite the people of the walls rejoicing. Especially the people of Wall Maria as they would now be able to go home, including you.

The commander had died which made Hanji the new commander of the Scout Regiment. You were shocked to say the least, but you were glad that your friends survived. You asked Captain Levi about Reiner and Bertholdt and he told you what happened to them. Hearing that Armin nearly died and it was between him or the commander as to who would be come a Titan brought tears to your eyes. It was such a cruel choice and one that should have never have happened. Both should and deserved to live in your mind. Yet you remembered that this world is cruel and unfair. However, now with this victory the Scouts would now be able to venture further outside the walls than they ever have. You were excited to see the ocean and potentially see the world beyond. Little did you know about the dangers and hatred lurking not too far from your island home…

Three years later…

Three years without him. Three years of resenting him and hating him. Long nights filled with cries and nightmares from that day. Reiner was your rock and someone you always thought you could rely on. A lot of people throughout those three years thought that you were somehow a Marley spy, but that was soon forgotten as Hange made a public announcement about it. You needed answers for everything but more than anything you just wanted to see him, talk to him, and hold him. Because above all else, you still loved him.

You were now a high ranking official in the Scout Regiment. Your intelligence and experience helped you land the position. Especially with the recent developments with other countries. You had helped Hange and other become more diplomatic. While maintaining the idea that your island is still dangerous.

Now here you were on a boat, disguised as a tourist with a few friends and other me members of the regiment. You were tasked on getting intel on Marley. And so here you were feeling the wind blow your hair as the salty sea air filled your lungs. You felt peaceful despite the aching feeling in your heart. As Marley was Reiner’s homeland and there was a small chance that you would see him and that terrified you. You tried preparing yourself for it even taking to the commander on what to do if you should see him. But no amount of preparation could ever prepare you for the experience that lies ahead…

Thanks so much for reading💜 I apologize if the first part isn’t the best. I have better plans for the second one. Including flashbacks and more angst.

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HELP!

Hey! It’s me, your girl, that comes here once in a blue moon!! I need your help with something.

I’ve been working on an AOT series for god knows how long, and I’ve finally decided to start writing and posting it!!! But that’s where I’m still a little indecisive… I don’t know if I should post the chapters in order (meaning it’s gonna be in chronological order) or just post the chapters in random order. Most of them could be read as a one-shot, so I’m still indecisive. If you could help me with this, that would be great!!!

Just for a little sneak peek, it’s going to be a Reiner x Smith!Reader and Jean x Smith!Reader!!!

Thank you so much!!! 🩷

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