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amityblu · 1 year

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A Monster Like Me (Reiner x Reader)

This is my first little story on here! This is a scenario my OC is in but imma make it inclusive. Black coded reader. Enjoy!

Notes: Reader and Reiner had a relationship before time skip, reader had a son just before time skip (w/Reiner), set in canon AOT, this isn’t edited fr, rambly even.

The forest was quiet. The only sound came from the bubbling pot of stew Hange was making. Yelena was next to you, quietly appreciating the havoc she created. In front of you, Gabi was hugging her knees to her chest, still shaken from the fight Jean and Reiner had an hour earlier. The result of which caused her to be shoved to the ground by Jean. The pout on her face reminded you of the one your son had whenever he was thinking or hurt. Reiner was on the other side of the fire, quietly accepting his punishment. You slowly brought your nearly empty bowl to your mouth to sip the cold broth that was left over.

“You’ve been looking at them a lot, you know,” Yelena’s taunting voice started. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough talking?” You warned. “Not nearly enough,” her lips curled into a cunning smirk, “I think it’s sweet that your motherly instinct is so strong is all.” She barely spoke above a whisper, glancing at Reiner’s still figure, then back to Gabi. “She must remind you of your little boy.” Gabi glanced back at the two of you. “You have a son? But you’re so young,” she said. You kept your lips pursed and gave a short nod, careful not to speak too loudly. “I do. His name is Matthieu. He’s almost four. I was seventeen when I had him.” Gabi looked around the campfire at all of the people either stirring the fire or sleeping. “I met a little boy named Matt when I was with Mr. and Mrs. Braus. Is that the same kid?” You gave another nod in response. “He’s with them until things are safe behind the walls again.” Yelena shook her head, speaking louder this time. “A mothers love knows no bounds. Maybe once all of this is over he can finally meet his father too.”

A loud smack echoed through the forest. You stood, eyes burning into Yelena’s laughing face. “I must’ve struck a nerve?” You hear Connie call your name, telling you to calm down. All you felt was seething anger. “Don’t talk about my son or his father, bitch.” You spat. “You’re right… he doesn’t even know the boy exists,” Yelena caressed her check, red from where you slapped her. “I should keep my mouth shut.” You pulled your arm back and felt someone grab it, roughly. You looked back and saw Reiner, a mix of panic, confusion and sorrow on his face.

There was a time where you and Reiner were inseparable. You shared secrets, snuck off together, and talked every single day. At some point the two of you consummated the relationship. Then he outed himself as part of the reason you and your friends' lives changed for the worse. He lied. He betrayed you all. And he left a piece of himself with you. All of your friends pitched in to help raise your son. They loved him dearly and agreed to keep his father’s identity a secret. You never thought he’d need to know until you saw Reiner for the first time in years earlier in the day.

Reiner’s eyes were downcast. He couldn’t look you in the eye after all these years. He felt sick to his stomach and couldn’t find any words. The two of you were silent. You eventually slid your arm out of his loosening grasp. He spoke your name for the first time in what felt like forever. Then he followed it with the one question you’ve been dreading. “Who… who is your son’s father?” Your silence gave him the answer he needed. His breaths got caught in his throat as he sank to his knees. You reluctantly knelt beside him and placed a hand on his trembling frame.

A few hours went by until Reiner could finally speak. The fire had turned into a few dancing embers. The forest was nearly pitch black and completely quiet. Finally, with his voice barely above a whisper he asked, “What does he look like?” You reached into your coat pocket and pulled out the only picture you owned. Matthieu was reaching out to you with a smile on his face. His light brown curly hair and brown skin were lost in the black and white picture. “He’s bigger than this now. He’s smart and helps around the house.” You glanced at Reiner with a solemn smile. “He looks more and more like you every day. It’s getting hard to ignore that.” He took a long look at the boy’s picture and buried his head back in his hands. “I can’t be the father to such a bright kid. He shouldn’t come from a monster like me.” You grabbed one of his hands and held it in yours, with Matthieu’s picture in between. “I hated you Reiner.” You finally said, letting go of his hand and leaving the picture in his palm. “For years I hated you so much. I still kind of do. But when I look at that boy all I see is you. And when I look at you all I see is him.” His mind continued to swirl. First he was admitting to being responsible for Marco's death. Now he’s being told about a four year old son he couldn’t have known about. It’s too many emotions. Too much to atone for. He began to sob. “I’m so sorry. This shouldn’t have happened. I fucked up a lot. This is something else I can’t forgive myself for.”

“You should meet him.” You said. “I don’t know if what you told me about your relationship with your father is true or not. It seems like it is.” You took the picture out of his hand and placed it back into your coat pocket. A look of terror spread from his wide eyes to his gaping mouth. “I can’t. He shouldn’t be around me. I’d be a stranger.” You knew better. “What’s the real reason you don’t want to see him?” Reiner’s quiet hics and sniffles filled the quiet space for a while before he spoke your name for the second time that night. “It would break my heart to leave him. I don’t want the boy to think that I wouldn’t want him. I couldn’t live with myself.” His admission was shocking, but not surprising. He was always sensitive about certain things, family being one of them. “Then fight to see him. He is just as much yours as he is mine.” You said plainly, reaching up to wipe a tear from his face. “He’d love to meet you. And I don’t think you’d hurt him. Don’t think that this is me forgiving you, but you have a right to meet your son.”

You laid back onto the forest floor, a yawn escaping your lips. “We’ll talk about this a bit more seriously later on. I think we’re both at our wits end.” Reiner laid back next to you, silently agreeing. “After all these years,” he started, “I kept you in my heart. I don’t know if it’s love, but I still care about you.” You turned and saw his hardened face. He’d grown so much. His plump cheeks were replaced with high cheekbones. Stubble started to decorate his face. His eyes were filled with a constant sadness. “I still care about you too. I thought about you every day.” You rolled over and placed your head on his chest. He wrapped an arm around your waist. It was like an instinct. Both of you knew that this wasn’t a continuation of the past. But it was comforting being together like this for the first time in years.

Let me know what y’all think. I haven’t written in years, so I hope y’all like it.

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id-rather-be-an-outsider · 2 years

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Simps. And Dumbasses.

Eren Yeager x Black!Reader

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

word count: 4080 (including words in text messages)

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

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

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

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

“… But you’re perpetually single.”

“No I’m- oh wait, I am. Shit.”

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

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

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

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

Eren scowls, furiously typing back:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wait. Porco.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Tomorrow.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sorry.”

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

Eren nods meekly.

“Do you want to fuck her?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His name?

“💕 SIMP 💕”.

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conniesdurag · 3 years

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SAYING I LOVE YOU TO THEM FOR NO REASON

ft. annie, ymir, yelena, hange, and mikasa

non male black reader x some of the aot girls + hange

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

#attack on titan x black reader #annie leonhart x reader #annie leonhart x black reader #attack on titan x reader #ymir x black reader #ymir x reader #mikasa x black reader #mikasa x reader #historia x black reader #historia x reader #mikasa ackerman #yelena x black reader #black anime writer #reblog #homoluvs #aot x reader #aot x black reader #non binary reader #wlw

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yourlocalquing · 2 years

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Aot x reader: Bedtime routine

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

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

Gn!reader

Read under the cut~

Onyankopon

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

Floch

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

Zeke

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

Jean

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

Connie

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

Annie

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

Porco

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

Yelena

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

Mike

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

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conniespringerblkwife · 2 years

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25 Days of Christmas with AOT Characters

(AOT Characters x Female Reader | Fluff & Smut)

A/N: Got the feminine urge to start writing my Christmas themes for AOT characters. Let me know if you guys have any other ideas by sending a message.

Also here is the plan for the next couple of months:

I am almost done writing all the chapters for Heat and Hot Horse Men, I just need to revise them. Those will be posted over the course of the next few weeks.

25 days of Christmas will be short one shots depending on how I feel. They would also be posted along with the Jean fanfic.

When I am done with each of these, I will be transitioning into something new. I am going to try to write Female Black Readers, smut/fluff with different characters, more angst, and many explorations with my writing.

1. Fluff-First kiss under mistletoe with Armin

2. Smut-Putting up the Christmas tree with Connie

3. Fluff-Building a gingerbread house with jean

4. Smut-Unwrapping an early Christmas gift, Eren

5. Fluff-making snow globes with Erwin

6. Smut-Snow in with Armin

7. Fluff-snowball fight with Hange

8. Smut-Eren put's you on his naughty list

9. Fluff-First snow with Sasha

10. Smut-Armin Asking what you want for Christmas

11. Fluff-Wrapping presents with Erwin

12. Smut-sucking on Jean's candy cane

13. Fluff-sledding with Armin

14. Smut-too much eggnog with jean

15. Fluff-building a snowman with Erwin

16. Smut- watching Christmas movies with Connie

17. Fluff-caroling with Sasha

18. Fluff-drinking hot chocolate with Levi

19. Fluff-tree shopping with Mikasa

20. Smut-baking cookies with Eren

21. Fluff-ice-skating with Eren

22. Smut- warming up with Yelena

23. Fluff-Christmas shopping with Hange

24. Smut-opening one gift before Christmas with Armin

25. Fluff-Opening presents with Levi

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theepisceswriter · 3 years

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💜-Spicy (18+)

Reiner Braun

Making Reiner cum just from grinding 💜 Steamy morning sex w/ Reiner 💜 Soft Reiner headcanons

Erwin Smith

Brat tamer headcanons 💜 Professor Erwin 💜 (a Erwin x Reader x Zeke modern AU ficlet) Sugar daddy Erwin 💜 Steamy office sex 💜

Zeke Jaeger

Threesome with Erwin & Zeke 💜

Armin Arlet

Virgin!Armin’s first time being with you 💜 Beach Sex w/ Armin 💜

Connie Springer

Yearning For Your Touch (Connie Springer x black fem!reader) 💜

Yelena

Yelena with a strap on brainrot 💜

MULTIPLE CHARACTERS

Jealous!reader ( Erwin, Reiner, Connie, Levi) Jealous!reader pt.2 (Porco, Bertholdt, Pieck, Zeke) Comforting a stressed out/overworked significant other ( Reiner, Jean, Pieck, Erwin, Zeke) Being naughty with a S/O during moments they shouldn’t 💜 ( Reiner, Erwin, Zeke, Levi) AOT characters w/ a plus-size s/o ( Porco, Connie, Erwin, Reiner) Sexting AOT characters 💜 ( Erwin, Levi, Reiner, Zeke, Connie) Caught/Nearly caught having sex in public w/ AOT characters 💜 ( Eren, Reiner, Armin, ) Jealous AOT men (Levi, Porco, Zeke, Eren, Erwin) Taking you to Pound town AOT edition (Jean, Reiner, Zeke, Erwin) 💜

#aot x reader #attack on titan x reader #aot imagines #eren jaeger x reader #reiner braun x reader #connie springer x reader #zeke jaeger x reader #erwin smith x reader #levi ackerman x reader #armin arlet x reader #pieck finger x reader #bertholdt hoover x reader #porco galliard x reader #jean kirchstein x reader #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #yelena x reader

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dilfl0v3rss · 10 months

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tutor

summary: you were struggling with understanding you latest lesson and you had a big crush on yelena. so to help you out your best friend, who also happened to be her roomate, got her to “tutor” you….

cw: wxw, smut

word count: 1.2k

you never expected your night to go like this. you were struggling horribly with grasping the concept the different tailed tests, and you needed to understand them if you wanted to pass your stats exam. you were nearly crying in your room with your friend ony on the phone. “y/n i swear to god it’s not that hard. you jus gotta listen” you whined out loud, already mad that you keep getting the answer wrong, but now that he was trying to say you weren’t listening when you were clearly trying made you very upset. “ony i am tryingggg. it’s too harddd”

an idea popped up in his head. ony knew how big of a crush you had on his roommate so he decided to kill two birds with one stone. “aight ion got the patience f’this, but i know who do. come over and i’ll have lena help you since she passed that class with an A.” your eyes widened at his words, thighs already clenching together at the thought of the tall blonde girl being anywhere near you. ony could practically feel your shyness through the phone, already setting it up quickly before you could say no. “lena you mind if suge comes over and you help her wit her stats work? she right here”

before you knew it yelena had the phone in her hand. neck tattoos dancing along her bright skin as she looked down at the phone with low red eyes. “what lesson is it?” she mumbled, a bored expression on her face as she awaited your response. “t-tests of hypo…hypotheses” she nodded her head, a small “hmm” leaving her throat at she thought about something. “yea i still got my notes f’that. i can help you” your face lit up before the phone was given back to ony. he gave you a knowing look before hanging up to let you get ready.

you changed into something more presentable before heading straight to their apartment. “got here quick suge, you excited for sum?” ony teased, earning him a punch on the shoulder before you walked deeper into their apartment. you plopped down on the couch, taking your books and stuff out your bag before pulling out your phone. you figured yelena was in her room, towel on her shoulders as she dried her hair. the thought of it making your thighs clench again before you were snapped out of your daze by the sound of the door opening.

“where you going” you asked as you watched ony look turn towards you from the front door. “where you think i’m going” you rolled your eyes as he left, probably to go get his dick wet by some random in his phone or his little fuck buddy connie. your attention was brought back to your phone. thumbs tapping quickly as you sent ony a text to be safe.

“you ready?” deep voice startling you as you quickly turned your head around towards her. yelena laughed at your frightened state, lifting her hands up in surrender as she spoke. “my bad my bad. ian know you was scary like that” you rolled your eyes, giggling too as you turned back around and waited for her to join you on the couch. as she sat down you found yourself getting put in a little trance. her black t shirt contrasting the silver chain around her neck while her grey sweats sat a little baggy on her thighs. tattoos gracing her hands and arms all the way to her neck as she nonchalantly scrolled on her phone.

“s’rude to stare” she mumbled, making you quickly move your gaze to your books. “my bad, let’s get started. i need t’pass this test or my moms gonna take my car” and smirk planted on yelena’s pink lips as she raised an eyebrow. her gaze never leaving her screen as she spoke. “ain’t you in college? why mommy and daddy still running your life” you shrugged your shoulders, taking a long sigh before turning back towards her. “they’re just…protective. they like t’know everything i got going on” her gaze finally met yours, lips still in that pretty smirk as her low red eyes raked up and down your body. “do mommy and daddy know y’like girls?” her question making a low gasp fly from your lips, your eyes instantly looking away from her intoxicated ones before you shook your head. “n-no”

before you knew it yelena’s hand was bringing your face back towards hers. her dark grey eyes staring into your pretty brown ones as if she were searching for something. “y’know i know you like me right? ony been told me so why you tryna hide it” you were stunned, of course ony’s big mouthed ass would snitch on you, but now that she knows what happens now? does she feel the same? does she already have a girlfriend? does she have a type? your mind was asking a million questions a minute. all being shut down from her next words. “c’mere” yelena mumbled, her big hand patting her lap for you to crawl into.

your body moved on its own, eagerly straddling her while she kept her hands gripped on your waist. “say i did like you…how would that work? you ever fucked a girl before?” you shook your head, making her chuckle as she took in your ashamed face. “that’s fine i guess. i can make you my little slut” you gasped at her crude words, averting your gaze to her chain as you spoke. “i can learn tho” yelena brought your chin up with her inked hand, staring into your eyes with a sexy grin. “lemme show you how i do it first”

“aaughhh lena yo-your fingers….s’too muchhh” you whined, tears all over your cheeks as you pulled on the blonde hair between your thighs. yelena was hard at work sucking, slurping, licking, and occasionally slapping the best parts of you. it was all great at first, the feeling of her long fingers fucking you to two orgasms in less than thirty minutes. but everything went downhill when she brought her mouth into the mix, the extra stimulation making your cute body tremble as you tried your best you push her head and inch away from her on the soaked couch.

“how you gon learn if you don’t let me teach you baby? you gotta let me work or you can’t be my slut” her deep voice brought a tingle to your spine as you watched her slowly lick from your entrance to your clit. dark grey eyes sexily looking into yours as yelena watched each of your expressions as she devoured your pussy. there was no way you could hold it any longer, your essence flying out of you and onto the bottom of her face as you let out a loud scream. yelena just continued fingering you quickly with one hand and rubbing quickly on your clit with the other so more of your juices could fly. “there you go pretty girl, bet you never did that before” she mumbled. you didn’t get the chance to tell her she was right before you were thrown over her shoulder. her 6’3 figure holding you high above the ground as she walked to her room.

“now ima show you how t’really use a vibrator”

#yelena x black reader #yelena smut #aot yelena smut #yelena x black y/n #yelena x black!reader #aot yelena x black reader #aot yelena x black!reader #aot yelena x black y/n #aot smut #aot x black reader #aot x black!reader #aot x black y/n

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yelenayena · 3 years

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HER SHIRT IS UNBUTTONED

Pairing: Yelena x fem!reader

Genre: Isekai

Sum: You've never watched the Attack on Titan (AoT) series, but at least you know some of the AoT characters because your cousin often tells you about their admiration for AoT. What if one day you get the chance to enter the world of AoT, and you have to train as a cadet and meet Yelena at the Marley military base?

A/N: The period in this story is after the warriors' failed attack operation on Paradis Island, and before Zeke saved Yelena’s life during the war. Sorry for my bad English 🥺

Warning: None, One Shot

Imagine if you come into the AoT world because of something you don’t really understand. You do know that the world is full of mystery, but you never expect that you could enter another dimension such as the AoT world.

You felt so sad when you heard about your grandmother’s death. The next day, you went to the camp area by yourself because you needed some fresh air and outdoors to refresh your mind. But, the strange thing happened when you woke up in the morning, you were found by a number of armed soldiers. You were so shocked when you found out that you are in Marley, and they are the Marleyan soldiers. They took you to the military prison forcibly, they assumed you were an intruder or a spy.

The affliction doesn’t end here. You don’t know what exactly happened, but they took you to the training corp. The commander told you that you are now a part of Marley and you have to serve in the Marley military. You refused to enter the training area, and swore that they had violated human rights by turning you into a soldier forcibly. No one listened to every word you say, no one cared about your fate. They keep dragging you into the training area and forcing you to change into a uniform for the cadets.

“Listen up cadets! Your first day of training is basic physical exercises. Run 30 laps around the track! Do 200 push-ups! Do 200 more push-ups! And do 200 sit-ups! Start!!” said the head instructor.

All the cadets were dumbfounded at the chief instructor's orders, but no one dared to disobey, so the cadets could only carry out his orders.

"Tch! Very unlucky I entered this world and was trapped in a military base, and they tortured me like this! Anyone who enters the fiction world might meet the main character, but me, I don’t even see Reiner or Zeke here!" You grumbled, silently, and you began to join the other cadets to run on the track.

You have been through every step of the exercise. Every part of your body hurts. Unfortunately, there is still one more exercise you have to do, sit-ups.

“Looks like I'm going to die here, before I can return to my normal life,” you said to yourself. But this is better than being cooped up in a cell, at least you can do something to get back to your world. So, no matter how hard this training is, giving up is not your choice.

The other cadets seem to already have a partner to do sit-ups with, only you who stands by yourself. You don't mind, you can still do it alone. The head instructor saw your situation, he asked if anyone still needed a partner, all the cadets except you shook their heads. Apparently, your arrival makes the number of participants odd.

"Yelena! Give your hand to the cadet over there for a sit-up!” the instructor ordered the tall guy standing next to him.

It was a very tall woman who had a beautiful face with her blonde hair styled in a short bob with straight bangs. She wears black pants and a white shirt. You wonder if this woman is one of the Marley soldiers or not, since she’s not wearing an army uniform. You are mesmerized by this person's appearance. Due to being so focused on practice, you don't even notice this person in this room. The fatigue you feel disappears instantly when you see this woman named Yelena. Sparks of enthusiasm run through your body as soon as you see this enchanting figure.

She looks reluctant with the order, but she still steps towards your place to carry out the order. Your heart beats fast as she stands in front of you, without saying anything, but you understand that she was telling you to sit in a sit-up position. You comply with her intimidating coldness, but that only makes you more attracted to her.

"Start!" shouted the instructor to start this training.

You can feel your cheeks turning red as Yelena holds your legs. “You can count yourself, right?” she asked you.

You just nodded because you were mesmerized by her voice. Her voice sounded so suited to her masculine figure, so deep and low. Just hearing her voice stimulates your hormones. Regardless of how fascinated you are with this person in a very short time, you still have to face how tough this practice can be.

You do sit-ups with the remaining energy you have. In the fourth movement when you lift your head and shoulder blades from the floor. You look straight ahead at her chest. Your eyes catch that the shirt she wears is unbuttoned so you can see the inside. You flinched when you found out she wasn't wearing a bra and was only wearing a loose undershirt so you could see her cleavage and nipples.

You pause as you lie on the floor after seeing this unusual sight. But wait, you think one thing, every time you do a sit-up, you will see the nipple once. Two hundred sit-ups will equal two hundred times! This means you will see Yelena's nipples two hundred times. This absolutely gives you new stamina to do sit-ups without difficulty.

Seeing your extraordinary stamina makes the people in this room including the cadets near you glance at you with admiration. They don't know that the reason you have new energy is that you got a windfall to be able to see your new crush’s body. That day, you saw Yelena's nipples 200 times during the sit-ups, and you got the attention of the instructor who were amazed at your stamina.

Yelena’s presence made you feel convenient to live your days as a cadet in the training corps. Even though you don't see her often, you still have the opportunity to meet her occasionally. Sometimes you flirt with her when you meet her. Neither she didn't give you a good response nor rejected you, it’s okay as long as you can see her.

Nothing lasts forever, neither pain nor happiness. You heard that Yelena will have some mission on board to do the first survey fleet to Paradis Island. You ask the commander to include you on that mission, but you are still a cadet, they can’t send you to such a dangerous mission unless needed.

The day in Marley is not the same anymore without Yelena. You never heard about Yelena from your cousin before. You didn’t care if she wasn’t a lead character and had a small role in AoT, that woman had driven you crazy.

You ran around the forest near the military base to get Yelena out in your head. You had run about four miles until the day got darker and the fog was getting thicker. You need to get back to the dorm, but it is difficult when you can’t see around. You walked towards the light over there, as you stepped out of the forest, you saw the different panorama from the military base.

It is the camp area where you stayed for camping. With the sun on the eastern horizon starting to illuminate this camp area, you heard the rooster crowing, and the birds that sing in the morning. The time in Marley was different when you entered your real world. You remember you ran in the forest in the late afternoon, but it seems this world has just started its day.

The place where you are standing is near your tent, you grab your phone and your eyes widen when you see the date on your phone. You left your world for only a day, but you felt you lived your life in Marley for weeks! You don’t care about camping anymore. Today you should go home and come to your cousin’s house to borrow all the AoT’s books and watch all the seasons, to find about Yelena.

Disclaimer:

Original manga from Moekare ch. 7 by Ikeyamada Go.

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #yelena snk #fanfic #snk #aot #yelena #yelena aot #isekai #one shot #snk fandom #snk fanart #snk fanfiction #aot fanart #fandom #short story #yelena fanart

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