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mrswint3rs · 2 months
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Can you do a Zeke one?
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𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 ᯐ
pairings- Professor! Zeke x Fem! Reader
a/n- i love this man with all my heart // not proofreading bc if i do i’ll cringe and delete the whole thing
cw- Teacher x Student relations, fantasizing, some mentions of guilt, public masturbation, age gap (reader is early 20s / Zeke is mid 40s), unprotected sex, use of praise as always ❦
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In all his years of teaching, he’d never had a student quite like you. Never had he even considered looking at one of his students as anything more. Then you came along. Or rather, he did.
It was good to start a clean slate every now and then, to get a chance at doing something new. So he decided to take a sabbatical leave, temporarily parting from his home country.
It wasn’t the first time he had traveled to the states, but teaching there was a different story.
Seemed phyc was a more common course to take for a GPA raise rather than it was important. Most students didn’t take his teachings all that seriously, handing in the most atrocious attempts at an essay.
No one engaged in his lectures, even when he made an effort to make them more interesting and interactive. They all just lifelessly sat through each day, like his words went in one ear and right out the other.
Only you seemed to be interested in actually learning, laughed at his dry humored jokes when none of your other peers did. It was his only motivation to get through each day. He considered going back to his roots. It all felt sort of pointless, like he wasn’t getting through to anyone.
Sure his lessons and theories were a little old fashioned and boring at times, but he didn’t think he was all that bad. It was what he worked so hard through his youth for. He was pretty confident in all his knowledge and wanted nothing more than to provide his insight which you finally gave him a chance at.
You never skipped class, always turned in assignments on time, and you actually participated. Every question you’d be the first to raise your hand, most times you’d be the only one to do so. You even went out of your way to speak with him after class ended, either questions about the lecture or just to talk to him in general.
He knew he shouldn’t favor his students, but really he couldn’t help it.
You put so much effort into studying, and it showed in all your test results. Exams were a breeze for you because you actually heard him when he spoke. Always front row.
He looked forward to seeing you there, probably more than he should. And he absolutely despised seeing you talking to your other teachers. He could only hope he was your favorite.
It was that jealous build up that made him realize just how much you started to cloud his thoughts.
He started to favor you so much he could hardly see your faults. Any mistakes on your papers, he’d ignore, just to see you beam at his approval when it was handed back. Not that he needed any excuse to praise you, you were without a doubt at the top of your class even without his foul play.
In no way did you try to provoke him. You were a humble girl, just trying to get your credits. Yet he couldn’t help but wish it was something more than that.
The way you looked at him, as if waiting for something. He couldn’t resist the feeling of wanting you. And that want was gradually shifting into a need. No woman in his age group ever got him that needy. Only you and your possibly yearning gaze.
He grips his cock, stroking to the thought of you like a mad man after class. Nobody came into his office after lunch hours anyway.
He cusps his freehand over his mouth to silence his pathetic groaning as he fucks into his other one, closing his eyes tight and imagining you at the front of his class. Just sitting and listening to him so intently. You were so innocently enticing.
Just the thought of you doing something so normal was enough to make him lose himself.
It was so morally wrong and he knew that deep down. It only made it feel more thrilling, making him shoot spurts all over the underside of his desk.
God, he was a sick man. Completely thinking with his dick as if he was a teenaged boy again. He felt like he needed to be baptized or something.
But even with the aftermath guilt, his need for you was unwavering. He just didn’t know how to get closer to you. You probably didn’t see him that way. He didn’t think he fit the role of the ‘sexy professor’ that all the girls fawned over. He was just a dorky middle aged man trying to be what his parents wanted him to be. It was more than likely that you only saw him for what he was.
It was normal to have at least one teachers pet. You just tried harder than most to be successful. If you want something, you have to earn it.
You knew that all too well. Which was the real reason behind your commitment to his class.
Sure, you needed those credits and a straight grade, but those weren’t your main concerns. The second you stepped foot in that room and laid eyes on him, he became the whole focus point. He was beautiful and not in a self absorbed way, which was so rare. It was like he didn’t even realize how appealing he was, and you wanted nothing more than to show him.
Anyone could take notice of how awkward his lectures were. When he tried to interact and joke around and they were all so blandly silent. You felt bad.
Soon, you started putting yourself in front of him as much as you possibly could, becoming one of the only ones to make an effort to engage with the poor man. It was clear he was trying his best.
And he was an excellent instructor. You weren’t all brains, and his lectures made more sense than any of the previous. To you, everything he taught just clicked. You were fascinated by his witt, even his profound opinions. It was the only class you didn’t feel obligated to attend.
At first he was just eye candy. But over time you grew to actually appreciate his unique personality as well. He wore his heart on his sleeve more than he probably realized. You could read him like an open book. And it was especially clear how he felt in the way he looked at you, and that lopsided greeting smile when you looked back.
He seemed so happy every time you’d approach him after class. It was clear he was lonely. No one appreciated him the way you did, and you couldn’t understand why. It was beyond pity. You just wanted to see those blue-grey eyes light up, and for his smile to actually reach them.
And him in general.
You could hardly sit still at the sound of his voice going on about the ‘hierarchy of needs’. Well he was leaving out a major one.
You clench your thighs together tighly, shifting like you’re uncomfortable just for the friction from the seem in the crotch of your jeans, gnawing on your inner cheek like a dog with a bone. The last thing you wanted was to let a moan slip in front of everyone. Even you realize how desperate you were behaving. The man was just talking for fucks sake.
It was always so easy for you to take it in before, but now you’re not following what he’s teaching at all, only focusing on the rasp undertone of his voice. Imagining how it’d sound if he was buried deep inside you.
You orgasm so easily, making a mess inside your pants. You just hoped no one took notice of your writhing, and that he wasn’t looking at the way your eyes rolled back as you came so hard to the thought of him. Though a part of you wanted him to catch on.
Eventually your lack of ability to pay attention caught up to you. Your grades started to slip, which shocked him since you were doing so well before. He couldn’t help but feel concerned and he wanted to know the cause of the change. Which led you to being called into his office, with the door and blinds shut for privacy.
Where you always deep down aspired to be. Just preferably not for this reason. You never wanted to disappoint him.
“Have a seat wherever you’re comfortable,” he says, pulling up one of your recent works.
You pull out the chair in front of his desk, plopping down and looking everywhere but at him. Blatantly obvious you’re aware of the reason you were summoned.
“Forgive me for being vague in my email… I just wanted to check on you.” he says. “Lately you’ve been…sort of out of it. I just want to be sure you’re taking care of yourself.”
“No need to be concerned about me, Professor Yeager.” you immediately chime in. “I’ll pick up the slack.”
“I’m not as much worried about your grades as I am about you. You’re a very talented girl. I’d hate to see you struggle, especially on my account.”
“It’s not your fault,” yes it is. “You’re one of the greatest teachers i’ve ever had.”
And that’s one of the sweetest things he’s ever heard. He struggles to keep up his professional facade as those words come out of your mouth. Something he had wanted to receive throughout his whole career.
“Is that so?” he presses on. “Why is that? I fear i’m nothing short of the average.”
You breathe out, almost frustrated by his self undermining. “You’re anything but average, professor. In all aspects.”
You couldn’t be more obvious. The only way you were getting anywhere with him was by being flat out bold. Even if he turned you down, you couldn’t miss out on the chance to reveal yourself. It was nearing the end of his sabbatical leave. You knew he would only be there for one semester.
“In…all aspects?”
You wanted to curl up and die. You knew he was a bit of a loser, but thought surely he could take a hint. He had to have had a woman in his life at some point.
Instead of further delving into the details of feelings, you shoot your shot, leaning in to take his lips. No way to misinterpret that.
It finally clicks with him then. You wanted him all the same, came straight to him.
Next thing you know, you’re flat on your stomach, face smooshed against the smooth wood of his desk with his cock jabbing in and out of your drenched cunt. He didn’t have to restrain himself any longer, finally you were right where he wanted you to be. All those days of pumping into his hand were nothing compared to actually having you. Just as tight and eager as he imagined. He knew you were innocent on the outside, but nobody is ever fully innocent on the inside.
“Such a pretty girl,” he moans. “I’ve waited so long to have you like this.”
He hits that spot repeatedly, making you gasp for breaths. “s’ too good…” you mewl, your pussy practically swallowing him up whole.
“Thank you for being such a wonderful student,” he groans, hips stuttering as he feels you tighten around his length. “Taking me so damn good…”
“I’m so proud of you for how far you’ve come.” he adds, and you turn into a puddle. “All for me,”
He continues to rut into you, neither of you caring about the consequences. Your moans are so angelic to him. He wishes he could watch your face, look into your eyes while he fucks you. He just wants you to need him.
“Gonna cum, Professor!” you warn with a whine, only urging him to pick up the pace. He hooks his arm underneath you, rapidly rubbing your puffy clit to break you further.
“That’s it…” he pants. “Cum with me. All over my cock.”
“ Give it to me, please.”
You clamp down as you finally burst. The feeling takes you whole. Your mouth opens but no sound comes out. You feel your body tingling from head to toe as he fucks you through it, chasing his own release.
You’re put down to a breathless, whiny mess, unable to even see straight or think about anything but your teacher’s cock, stuffing you oh so full of his cum with no regard.
He keeps going until it’s overstimulating him. He didn’t want to part from you. Ever. But as it got to be too much, he forces himself to pull out, releasing a pitiful whimper at the separation.
But you looked so beautiful, sprawled out and twitching on his desk. He couldn’t control the hardening of his cock again. He needed a break, though he didn’t know how long he could last without your warmth again. He needed to have all of you for himself. He’d never be satisfied otherwise.
“Can you take me again?” he asks, not wanting to tire you out entirely. You still had class after this.
You babble out repetitive pleads for more in response and he has to grip his length to calm the throbbing. He couldn’t wait, even for five minutes. You had him completely addicted at the first taste.
“That’s my girl.”
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yucksoup · 7 months
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Redraw of Vol. 28 cover.
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24-guy · 5 months
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Psst, you should draw secret relationship michie kiss-
(perhaps around a corner from the rest of the nerd squad? The locker room before the big game?)
Hi. I really really loved this idea and I hope it was worth the wait, since I couldn’t get it to look a way that I liked. It’s one of the few ones I’ve done where if I felt like I could do it properly, I’d fully render it. Which is why I’ve actually done a semi-alright looking lighting scheme. Love me a purple and orange light situation.
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youre-ackermine · 20 days
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Sunburst: a sudden brief appearance of the full sun from behind clouds
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Characters: Levi Ackerman / Hange Zoe / Petra Ral / Erwin Smith / Miche Zacharias / Nanaba / Zeke Jaeger / Nifa (mention) / Moblit Berner (mention) / Yelena (mention)
Pairing: Levihan (friendship) / Rivetra / Zekehan / Erumike (implied)
Wordcount: 2265 approx.
Modern AU / SFW / Levihan slow burn / High school friends / Established relationships / Non-binary AFAB Hange Zoe / Swearwords / POV Levi Ackerman
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His mood probably couldn’t get gloomier now that he had finished all the tasks -most likely meant to distract him from his dejection now he thought about it- that Miche had assigned to him since morning.
He was sitting on the steps leading to the porch, a glass of iced-tea from the bowl he had freshly prepared in hand. On the surface his face showed all the usual signs of annoyance and boredom that seemed to be his signature expression but, if you could get a closer look, melancholy tinged his features quite unexpectedly as he scrolled on his phone.
Levi frowned, squinting his eyes in the sun and gluing them to the screen. His heart sank when he saw Petra’s latest post on Instagram, a picture of Nifa and herself, all smiles as they drank some fruity cocktail from a ridiculously huge coconut through colorful straws. A nasty surge of jealousy stung him when he noticed the lustful glances a bunch of guys sitting with them around a restaurant table cast her way.
“The fuck that means,” he mumbled under his breath. 
They were supposed to drink stupid cocktails from stupid coconuts together and they were supposed to bask in the sun on this stupid white sand beach together and they were supposed to soak in this stupid warm lagoon water together. But she had gone on vacation with Nifa instead, arguing she needed time. And space. To find herself, to recharge. To think about them.
Yeah, they were on a break. Yeah, she had decided this one-sidedly. Yeah, she had urged him to pack some of his stuff and stay at his best friend’s for a while. Yeah, he didn’t understand the fuck why she wanted this but he had obliged. Yeah, he would oblige again and again. And fucking yeah, he would do anything she asked if it meant he could win her back.
But dammit! Seeing her having a good time away from him, seeing her smiling as he was still stuck in anger and sadness after four weeks apart, imagining other men ogling her perfect curves, flirting with her, or even laying their dirty hands on her was tearing his heart apart.
A firm yet friendly pat on his shoulder snapped Levi off his stupor. He glanced sideways at Erwin as he sat down next to him.
“No point in hurting yourself over something you can’t control, Levi,” his best friend said, a hint of concern in his soft tone. A faint but incredibly fond smile appeared on Erwin’s face. “Get rid of your phone for now and go freshen up. You wouldn’t want Miche to scold you in front of the guests, would you?”
“As if I gave two shits about what that blond titan thinks!” Levi replied, rolling his eyes. He got up and pocketed his phone nonetheless, heading to his bedroom to change clothes.
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He was pouring a refreshing drink for Nanaba, casually catching up with her, when a boisterous exclamation caught their attention. Everybody raised their heads and glasses, cheering the guest of honor as they waved frantically from the driveway where they were stepping out of their car.
“Oh my God! I can’t believe you all came! I’m so happy!” Hange shrieked, eyes sparkling with excitement and a huge smile on their face.
They laughed heartily as their step-brother picked them up in his arms and spun them around as if they weighed nothing.
“Happy birthday, Nerdling,” Miche whispered in their ear, his mustache tickling their skin when he pecked their cheek.
He loosened his embrace and let Hange go. Their gaze wandered around the garden to greet their guests, their radiant smile growing wider and reaching their eyes as they finally fell on their best friend.
“Happy birthday Hans!” she said, her arms wrapping around them. They held each other tight for a while until Hange peeked past Nanaba’s shoulder and recognised the short man standing next to the iced-tea bowl, his pouring gesture frozen in the air.
Hange’s eyes widened. “Holy Walls! Grumpy Pants, is that you?!”
“Tch… No shit, Four-Eyes,” he deadpanned, still gripping Nanaba’s glass by the rim.
“Still so handsome behind the scowl, right Shorty?” They chuckled and winked at him before turning to another guest.
For some reason his stomach churned.
A rhetorical question. Obviously.
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The festive afternoon was drawing to a close. The birthday cake was nothing more than a few forgotten crumbs on a plate by now, the opened gifts had been thrown haphazardly on Hange’s car backseat, and the last guests had said their goodbyes a while ago.
Trash bags in hand, Miche, Erwin and Nanaba busied themselves around the garden and the terrace to throw paper plates and plastic cups away.
Levi had found the party more pleasant than expected. And definitely more pleasant than he would ever admit. 
After flitting from one friend to the next, Hange had finally pulled out a chair to sit across from him in his favourite corner of the garden, near a bush of fragrant roses that always reminded him of his mother’s perfume.
They hadn’t met since the graduation ceremony a few years ago. They had caught up on what they had both been doing since then, inadvertently -and frankly, as an afterthought, much to his relief- dodging the matters of the heart.
He knew from Miche that they had been studying abroad in a prestigious university in Hizuru and had recently come back to work in a renowned research company in Trost, dragging their all-time lab partner Moblit -the fuck was this name by the way?- along with them. They had asked him a lot of questions about his work as an architect and his accomplishments in his hobbies. MMA techniques seemed to fascinate them by the way.
Levi's mind had been at ease listening to Hange’s enthusiastic babbling for hours, taking in their lively face and their bright, beautiful brown eyes behind their stained glasses. He had forgotten his worries for a while, lulled into a blissful daze by their voice, his heart almost soothed by their cheerful presence.
As the sun slowly set behind a hill, the gate creaked open to reveal a tall blond man with a well-trimmed beard and a pair of golden round glasses. Levi looked up at the newcomer who gestured to him to remain silent while he smoothly joined them, careful not to crunch the gravel under his feet.
Sensing something was off when their eyes fell on Levi’s face, Hange stopped their rant about whatever toxic plant they were blabbering about.
“Shorty? Something’s wrong? You’re as white as Moblit’s asscheeks all of a sudden!” they asked in a worried tone.
Moblit's assch-, what? Taken aback, Levi didn’t have time enough to retort.
Hange squealed when the man slid his hands over their waist from behind, but tilted their head back to look at him and flashed a beaming smile. He kissed their lips, lingering a bit too much to Levi’s liking, forcing him to avert his gaze in a burst of decency.
“By the Walls Zeke, I missed you so much!” Hange asked between kisses. “I’ve been waiting for you all day! Where have you been?”
Levi felt more and more like a creep, staring at the couple.
“Yelena missed her train to her parents' town so I gave her a drive there. Thought you wouldn’t mind, Honey!”
“Oh, Yelena… Of course I don’t mind!” Their voice faltered uncharacteristically.
Levi’s chest tightened as he noticed the way Hange’s face fell with their half-assed reply. How could someone be oblivious or careless enough to let down someone as kind as Hange on their own birthday? How could someone be cruel enough and bear to swipe Hange’s bright smile off their face?
That monkey could, of course.
Hange’s smile quickly came back to enlighten their face though. They got up, fidgeting with the paper napkin they still held in their hands. They tittered and gestured between both men.
“Oh, I'm sorry! Let me introduce you, guys!” they blurted out. “Zeke Darling, this is Levi Ackerman, Erwin’s best friend. Shorty, this is my fiancé Zeke Jaeger.”
Levi got up, gritting his teeth as he extended his hand and shook Zeke’s in a tight grip.
“What are the odds! You’re both renowned architects now I think about it!” Hange exclaimed cheerfully.
“Oh but your friend and I have already met before Honey!” The blond man smirked. “I won the Trost Finance Center building project over him!”
Zeke let go of Levi’s hand.
“Nice to see you again Ackerman,” he added with a feigned joviality.
He snaked his arm around Hange’s waist to pull them closer.
“Let’s go Honey! It’s getting late and I’d like to make it up to you tonight,” he said in a disgusting husky voice, shamelessly kissing his fiancée’s skin under their ear until they blushed and gasped like a shy teenager. Levi clenched his fists.
Hange stuttered as they bid him goodbye, promising to meet again soon over a cup of coffee, and waved to their hosts and best friend before heading to their car. They giggled when Zeke slid his hand down the small of their back and over their ass, whispering something in their ear as they walked down the driveway.
Levi’s eyes followed the rear lights until the car turned left at the end of the street, leaving a hollow feeling in his guts.
A friendly arm wrapped around his shoulder and Nanaba dragged him towards the house.
“C’mon Munchkin, let’s grab a beer and order a pizza!”
She pecked him on the cheek.
“So fucking gross Nana, I can’t stand wet kisses,” he grumbled.
“Of course you can’t sweetie.”
But he couldn’t help but smile when she pulled him closer to kiss him again and burst out laughing when he swiftly wiped his cheek.
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Levi relished in the cool sensation of the breeze over his skin and the comforting warmth of his tea. The chirping of crickets nearby was lulling him into a peaceful slumber. He felt his stiff shoulders, his clenched jaw, his tense nape finally relax.
“So, Hange…” Erwin started once Nanaba had left and Miche had gone to bed.
“The fuck are you talking ‘bout Four-Eyes?” he replied, all the tension washing back over him.
Erwin raised his hands in a gesture of appeasement. “You seemed to get along well today, is all.”
Here we go, you blond bastard.
Erwin’s speech was only getting started and pain already throbbed in his head. Levi pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.
“Yeah, ‘twas nice to catch up after all those years. They’re not so bad to talk to.” He paused.  “Distracted me from this shitty life of mine for a bit.”
“I could tell.” Erwin took a sip of coffee and placed the cup back on the saucer. “You didn’t seem to enjoy Zeke’s company though.”
“That monkey? Hell no! You know how dirty he played with the Finance Tower project and fucked me over! How could I ever want to see this shithead again, you dumbass?”
Erwin knew better than to reply yet.
“How this brainiac is engaged to such a jerk is beyond me! Like, it’s their birthday and he shows up when the party's over, with all his lovey-dovey shit to cover up how he spent the afternoon with someone else instead… Disrespectful at the very least ‘f you ask me!”
Erwin smirked at his friend’s rant.
“What’s with the smirk, moron?”
“Nothing really.” Erwin’s gaze softened. “I don’t remember hearing you say so many words in one go. Ever. I wonder what got into you.” He chuckled.
Levi clicked his tongue. “Nothing special. We were having a nice little talk with Four-Eyes and I started to forget the crap piling up in my life at the moment and that fucking monkey ruined it all.”
Silence settled for a few minutes between both men.
“Seemed to do you good talking with someone else. You’re gonna hang with them again? I mean Hange.” Erwin asked after a while.
“Er yeah I guess… They mentioned a cup of coffee or shit some day soon.”
“Good! We’re your friends and we’re all worried about you, Levi. But, as you won't talk to us then talk with Hange. Anything that makes you feel better.”
Levi facepalmed to soothe the increasing pounding in his head and sighed.
“Could you mind your own fucking business for once, Blondie?” he hissed, rubbing his temples in a circle. “You’re giving me a headache.”
Erwin stood up, put a hand on Levi’s shoulder and squeezed it.
“Well, I’ll leave you alone then.”
He scooped his coffee cup off the table and took a few steps towards the door before turning around.
“Try to sleep tonight. You need to get some rest.”
Levi remained silent.
Erwin’s steps echoed in the evening darkness and he stopped briefly when gripping the handle.
“Good night Levi. See you tomorrow.”
As the door softly clicked shut, Levi let out a sharp breath he was holding for some time.
Yeah. Another day full of crap. The sparkle Hange had briefly brought in his otherwise dull life today was at least something he supposed.
“Shit! Life sucks, huh Four-Eyes?” he muttered to himself. His day couldn’t get any shittier than it already was, right?
Something vibrated in his back pocket. He fished his phone and answered without even thinking.
“Levi?” Petra’s voice. His body stiffened.
“Uhm yeah…” He ran his fingers through his hair to try and shut down his nervousness.
“We need to talk.”
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Requested by anon // Prompt #30 "Where have you been?" from this drabble challenge
Proofreading @dont-f-with-moogles Thank you so much for your help Terra Darling 🩶
Header & dividers @youre-ackermine
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A/N: Crossposted on AO3 as chapter 2 of my series It's not like I've got something grand to say to you // This takes place one year before Dumbstruck // English is not my usual language
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awkward-yet-kind · 3 months
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IM DYING, DECEASED OVER YOU CALLING IT THE CAMPING WITH MY WORSTIE ARC 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
AHAHAHHA. That's what it is though!!!!
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worsties 💖
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ispyspookymansion · 4 months
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chain shipping is like the only saw ship that people always try and make softer. maybe shotgun shipping on OCCASION but like no one is doing that to coffin shipping or like. well that’s all the saw ships actually
i honestly dont know enough abt the state of hoffstrahm to speak to it much but i know it happens Sometimes with both of them i fear chainshipping is just the most popular/accessible as its built on one movie and the first in the franchise so it gets the most. how do i even say this. easygoing casual enjoyers vs like you need to see at least 3 to be into lynnmanda, 4 or 5 to be into hoffstrahm, etc. its so weird to me it loses all the appeal when you want any of them to be like happily married and healing together!!! at least give it a Little spice!! wheres adams anger wheres lawrence’s shortcomings in human connection wheres the desperation and guilt and such!
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pickalilywrites · 9 days
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Rivetra celebrating Valentines day out at a resort. And unfortunately for Levi, his old love rival, Zeke is the part time life guard there. Ruining the day for him. College AU.
thanks :)
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rivetra. college au. 1017 words.
Levi thought it would be easy to enjoy his Valentine’s Day. After all, he’s with his perfect girlfriend at a beautiful resort on an employee discount courtesy of Petra who has been working at the hotel’s restaurant as a waitress. They can enjoy all of the resort’s luxurious amenities at half the price: the high-end restaurant, the massage therapy sessions, watching the sunset from their room’s balcony. Under normal circumstances, he would have absolutely enjoyed it even if his surly, default expression says otherwise. As it is, he can’t possibly appreciate any of it now that he’s at the pool with Petra after seeing who the lifeguard is.  
“You didn’t tell me that Zeke was your coworker,” Levi says stiffly. He’s talking to Petra who’s currently shrugging off her lacy shawl, but his gaze is fixed on the lifeguard sitting on top of his white tower with an apish grin on his face as he looks down on Levi and Petra.  
“Hm? Oh, we don’t really interact with each other. I didn’t think it was worth mentioning,” Petra replies. Her indifference towards Zeke’s existence would normally delight Levi, but he’s too displeased by Zeke’s presence for anything to lighten his mood. Petra folds her shawl and places it on her lounge chair. She flashes a dazzling smile at her boyfriend. “Do you want to go for a swim, too?”  
“No, thanks,” Levi replies. He has as much aversion to water as a cat does. He’d rather hide in the shade like a vampire afraid to burn in the sun. Still, he doesn’t quite like the way that the lifeguard is ogling his girlfriend in her swimsuit. When Petra stands up to head to the pool, Levi reaches out and grabs her by the wrist without realizing.  
“Did you change your mind?” Petra asks, surprised.  
It’s not like him to be possessive, but something about Zeke brings out the worst him. Maybe it’s because they’ve been rivals since they’ve met, a rivalry that had been one-sided on Zeke’s end until Levi got so fed up with being dragged into an unwanted competition that he decided to beat Zeke at everything just to spite the asshole. In reality, he knows that he doesn’t need to be competitive. Even when they had been competing for Petra’s affections, Petra had chosen Levi in the end and Levi knows that Petra would never betray him. Nevertheless, he finds himself wanting to throw Petra’s shawl back over her shoulders and escorting her away from the pool area to deprive Zeke of the sight of her.  
“You should put on more sunscreen,” Levi says instead and reaches for the bottle inside the bag they had packed.  
“I already put some on this morning,” Petra laughs, but she sits down beside Levi anyway. She holds out her hand for Levi to squeeze some sunscreen into her palm and begins to apply it on her arms. She turns around so that Levi can begin apply it on her back.  
“You should reapply it every two hours. We’ve talked about this before,” Levi gently scolds, and Petra giggles in reply. 
Levi begins at where Petra’s neck is exposed from her hair being tied up. It’s not that he’s usually careless with sunscreen application, but he’s typically not this thorough. He goes through every square centimeter of skin slowly, deliberately as if mapping out every inch of her. The palms of his hands caress her, his touch light as his hands traverse from the base of Petra’s neck to the expanse of her back under the guise of applying sunblock. Petra must sense the unusual display of affection, perhaps even unconsciously, because her back arches against his touch the way it typically does only underneath dim lights and behind closed doors.  
As his thumbs rub circles underneath the tie in the back of Petra’s string bikini top, Petra lets out an almost inaudible gasp and the corner of Levi’s mouth twitches in the hint of a smile. His gaze flits over to where Zeke is sitting and the corners of his mouth turn upward in a smile when he sees the lifeguard’s face. Instead of the smug grin he had been wearing earlier, his mouth is hanging agape and his gray eyes are filled with a mixture of anger and jealousy as he watches Levi instead of the kids currently trying to push each other’s heads down in the pool.  
“L-Levi, we’re in public, ” Petra stammers as her boyfriend’s fingertips barely ghost the sides of her breasts not quite covered by the top of her swimsuit. When she turns, her cheeks are flushed. Despite her protests, she hasn’t pulled away from him. She had been in the middle of applying her sunscreen — there’s a smear across her left leg that she had started to rub in — but had evidently abandoned her task after being distracted by Levi’s deliberate touches.  
“You’ll get burned otherwise. Most people forget to apply near the edge of their swimsuit,” Levi replies nonchalantly. His touch travels back up her spine and he smiles when her entire body shivers as he rubs against her shoulders. He leans forward, his lips ghosting against the shell of his girlfriend’s ear. “Should we just head up to your room?”  
He watches as Petra bites her lip, her cheeks growing redder still.  
In the end, Petra hastily rubs the remaining sunscreen on her leg before grabbing her shawl and bag with one hand and grabbing her boyfriend’s hand with the other. Without another word, she begins to drag him towards the hotel, her cheeks still burning. 
“I thought you wanted to swim,” Levi says teasingly. 
“Shut up,” she hisses, jerking him forward so that he’ll follow her faster.  
As Levi passes the tower, he casts a glance up at the lifeguard tower where Zeke is watching. He gives a single wave at Zeke, whose mouth is still hanging open as he watches Petra and Levi disappear into the hotel. Zeke’s infuriated expression makes him smirk. It seems he might be able to enjoy this vacation more than he thought.  
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thee-zekeyeager · 6 months
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We all know that Zeke wants to free his race from what he thinks is their “damned lives” but he also wants to die (sorta) but what nobody ever asks is “does Zeke hate himself or does he just want a way out of his terrible life but also doing so and killing other people?” This isn’t really a question, I just wanted to talk about it 😭😭
I think for Zeke it's really not that he hates himself as a person but he hates his life. He hates the way eldians are treated and he probabaly even feels some guilt for the crimes of eldia (even though I think this might just be something he claims to further justify his plans). For him living inherently is suffering and he seems to assume that everyone else (especially eldians) feel the same, so if for him not being alive would be best it would be for everyone else too even if they don't realize it.
He never wanted to kill them outright he just wanted them to stop putting children into a world which he finds not worth to be living in.
He also probably assumed tht he'd be killed once his plan succeeds. He knows a lot of people don't agree with him so they'd probably do everything to reverse what he did or at least try to kill him. Or maybe he didn't even think that far, maybe he just thought as far as his plan went and didn't think about what would come after.
Generally I don't think it was a glorified way to kill himself but I don't think it was something he's never thought about either. He didn't intend to kill anyone after all, just prevent new people from being born so even if his plan had succeeded he wouldn't have died unless someone had killed him. Maybe that was in the end what he wanted but I don't think that is something I can acurately speculate about. Afterall if his goal really was just to die he could have let himself be killed by levi in the forest or later in shiganshina.
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strange-doll-child · 2 months
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*Caretaker looks at Zeke*
Caretaker: “Did one of the guests children get lost…?”
Hehehe- Zeke does look a LOT younger than the lot of our other caretakers lmao
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howldean · 3 months
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hey. come over here. what's the fic you'd be euthanized for. you can tell me it'll be just between us girlfriends (gn)
reply brainstorming workshop:
- what are you a cop
- baby i fuck monsters you can’t even dream of
- well first of all sometimes there’s black people
- no
- you haven’t even sucked me through the jorts and you think i’m your girlfriend??
followed by -> fic recs are fifth base
- too late they’ve already put me down
- *starts reading off the list to you from the trailer they’ve put me in going to the glue factory. you gallop alongside the truck pulling me there desperate to hear the last of my wisdom*
- asked on anon what are you so afraid of
- eat a dead dove whole in front of me and then we’ll talk
- ok!
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kissagii · 2 years
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Hi. How is your day/night? Am I not disturbinng you?
If not, then may I request headcanons about Porco Galliard, Pieck Finger and Zeke Yeager (separeatly) (if you do obly one character then may it be Pieck?) being almost k!lled by one of soldiers from Paradis and then comes Male! Reader who is also Survey Corps member and rescues them (Pieck, Porco and Zeke) by k!lling attacker. Lets just say it was some random, beacuse AOT has too much good characters arleady dead *sobs*. He done it beacuse he had enough of this place and eanted to have normal life outside the Walls. And so he joins them and Reader returns with them to Liberio.
Feel free to do it anytime you want. I don't want to make feel you uncomfortable.
Also sorry if I'm interupting you. Have great day/night.
~🏐Anon
hi! love this idea, it's really unique. sorry for taking so long to get to this, hope you like it! a
𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕖𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕫𝕖𝕜𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜
warnings: season 4 spoilers, mild language, death, violence, knives
she/her, she/they, fem readers dni
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peick was never good in close-quarters fights
her titan shifting powers were her biggest strength and she knew it
so when a jeagerist had cornered her in a small room she was almost helpless
she fought him off for a while, but it was clear she wouldn't win
and that's when you come in
she's on the ground, struggling to heal her wounds as the jeagerist attempts to question her
as a survey corps soldier, you were never the biggest fan of the marleyans, but you hated eren and his henchmen even more
and hell if you were about to let one kill a valuable asset
you caught the random man off guard, so the fight was short
a blow to the head with the butt of your knife had him out cold
only then did you turn to make sure peick was okay. even though she could heal herself, it was more out of habit than of concern
she thanked you profusely for saving her, a sort of kindness you though the marleyans could never show
after all, they were the enemy. they had destroyed everything you ever had.
but something about her genuine smile was making you rethink
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an ambush was just about the last thing you had expected
after all, zeke was brought to the middle of nowhere to keep him away from the inevitable wrath of paradis' citizens
you were on watch when the ambush began, one of the few scouts stationed at the remote house
it was the sudden cries from his room that clued you in
the attacker had cornered him in his sleep, unable to use his powers and unable to fight back
when you entered the room, zeke had a knife to his throat
you hated to be violent, but you had a duty to protect zeke. his titan powers were too important to risk losing.
so you charged the attacker boldly, pulling out one of your many concealed weapons
he fought back with passion but a clear lack of skill
you bested him quickly with a few strategically placed blows
zeke softly murmured his thanks
and you eyed him carefully
"it's only because of my duty," you responded harshly
little did he know, there was more emotion behind it than simply your duty
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nian-7 · 2 years
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im begging can u pls do zeke and king with a short s/o 😭
yep, i can! enjoy, anon!
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Zeke, King x gn!reader
them with a short s/o fluff
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-Zeke does seem to be a bit more protective over you. He gets a little protective, possibly because you are much shorter than him and he doesn't want you getting hurt.
-He is quite emotionally driven at times which is why he'd be very persistent on protecting you all the time but, he knows when to back off.
-He doesn't tease you for the height difference at all, he merely just finds you cute and will mention it.
-He ruffles your hair a lot. He does it as a greeting or a goodbye. It's become a habit for him to do it at this point.
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-King seems like the type to pat your head. He doesn't know why he does it but he just tends to pat your head.
-He likes to see you compare his hand size to his. He doesn't know why but he likes to see your small hand on his.
-He picks you up a lot. When you're tired of walking or just if you ask. He gives you piggy back rides or honestly whatever way he you wanted but he will always put your safety first.
-He'll tend to give your hand kisses as well by bending down slightly to kiss the top of your hand or he'll kiss the top of your head as well.
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tags: @enderempresss16
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pisspope · 1 year
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Zeke has a shirt that says "Pussy Connoisseur"
it's true I bought it for him!!!!!
but no actually im imagining this in @lemmetreatya 's rent-a-boyfriend universe. u rent him to be ur stable income tall well-adjusted bf for Thanksgiving dinner and he wears this nice blazer and button-up, slacks and wingtip shoes and everything. Start arguing with him over petty shit and he's unbuttoning his shirt at the dinner table to reveal his "pussy connoisseur" t-shirt underneath. "Keep acting up and I'll keep unbuttoning. And I don't think you want your precious grandma asking about my taste in pussy."
I hate him anon he's my fucking dark soul. U tell him "I can't ever get a straight answer out of u." And he takes a long drag of his cigarette and says "what, do u want a gay answer? That'll cost extra." I'm going to commit a crime about it
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yanderemommabean · 1 year
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hihi
I wanted to ask (pure curiosity)
How did you start out? like as in, how did you gain followers?
-Anon/Zeke
One day in 2018 I was like "imma start a blog with my niche interest and hope to be nice to everyone who stumbles across my stuff" and then I did that.The numbers grew over the years of the people who enjoyed what I wrote or how I interacted with them. I interact every day (or almost everyday) and I do my best to be polite and goofy so people can have a laugh every now and again.
I was 18 and kinda cringe but im now 22 and still cringe but loving myself for it lmao. I think genuinely loving what I write for helps with how the numbers grow, since it isn't just a passing interest that I leave to be forgotten after a while.
but really, I don't know why I have so many, but I started out with zero just like everyone else ❤️and I'm so happy and honored to have the beans that I do!
-Mommabean
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myarlert · 2 years
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📸 And zeke, prompt: playing with his fingers
𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰. 𝐳𝐞𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫
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laying across his lap, one of his hands resting within yours while he reads his book with the other. you would brush your fingertips across the top of his hand, gently brushing across the veins that lay beneath the skin, his knuckles, dropping down to run over his fingernails, poking his fingertips with your own. ‘what’re you doin?’ he mumbles, smiling to himself when you turn your head from his lap to look up at him. your other hand comes up to stroke his cheek, playing gently with his beard. ‘relaxin.’ you reply, the softness of your voice giving him little butterflies. ‘yeah? like playin with my hands?’ you nod and turn back, paying attention to his fingers again. he gives you a soft boop on the nose before letting you continue your fun.
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2hotwing · 2 months
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hello again love I am so sorry but I would like to put one more question with proper framing
Does A have a crush on me?
Thank you so much . Take care. Love you.
Y
Because your question was yes or no I used pendulum but I got a no unfortunately :( I’m sorry!
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