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arlerts-angel · 6 months

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cw: self-indulgent comfort, canonverse, gn reader, mental health?, spoilers?

i'm just imagining after everything... armin coming home and being numb; past the point of crying because he cried all his tears there and on the way home.

and even though they won, he feels defeated.

he just falls into you, longing for your warmth and comforting touch. his safe haven.

the silence is deafening, yet everything and nothing is being said at the same time. you just hold him and thank goodness that he's home safe.

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averysmolbear · 1 year

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CW: This features a female or afab reader. There’s talk of their menstrual cycle and all that that includes (albeit not graphically or anything). There’s maybe a pet name or two in there. Reader and unspecified “boyfriend” are both adults in this scenario. It’s also an established relationship with the reader and their boyfriend living together.

A/N: I wrote this because I’m going through it right now and it’s cathartic. I won’t be offended if anyone passes on reading it because of the subject matter. I didn’t include any specific character as the “boyfriend” in this and any characters I tag for it aren't the only characters that you could replace “the boyfriend” with when you’re reading this. I just tagged some of my faves and a few others.

You really should have been prepared for this. You knew it was coming, even if you couldn’t always time your period down to the day. Usually you stocked up in the days before you assumed your period would start but this month you had been so stressed that you hadn’t been paying attention.

You didn’t notice all of the usual signs. Sure, you were maybe a bit more emotional than normal but with everything going on lately, it was easy to assume it was just the stress piling up on you. You dealt with bouts of insomnia regularly as well so that didn’t even register as a sign of what was to come.

Now here you were, laying in bed, curled up in the fetal position — or as close as you could get to it — as you felt the cramps kicking your ass. They weren’t always this bad but this month was clearly not going to be kind to you. You weren’t in tears but you certainly weren’t looking to move any time in the near future.

The problem was that you kind of needed to get out of bed. You moved slowly, uncurling yourself, as you moved to sit on the edge of your bed. You could hear the tv on in the living room but you missed the sound of your boyfriend’s footsteps as he made his way down the hall to pop his head into the bedroom.

“Hey, babe?”

You looked up and forced a smile. After all, you didn’t want to be a bother. You had dealt with this sort of thing for years now. You didn’t want to make him deal with it too.

Your skin, however, was paler than usual and there were dark circles under your eyes. Your boyfriend had noticed you tossing and turning last night which is why he let you sleep in this morning without trying to get you up when he got up. But it was getting later and he had only wanted to see if you were hungry. Now, however, he was worried.

“You feeling okay?” He walked over to sit down next to you on the bed, wrapping an arm around your shoulders when you rested your head on his shoulder. “What can I do to help?”

You looked up and could tell he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. You shrugged and when he nudged you gently, you sighed, giving in.

“I just want to curl up on the couch,” you finally said. “Can you help me?”

His brow furrowed and without you asking, he scooped you up and carried you into the living. He carefully set you down on the couch before standing in front of you with his arms folded across his chest.

“What do you need?”

You started to shake your head but he frowned and you know that putting up a front wouldn’t work. “Can you grab me a glass of water while I run to the bathroom?”

He nodded, already piecing together what might be going on. He watched you until you disappeared down the hall and then he got the water for you as well as some of your favorite snacks, making sure there were more sweet than savory options for you.

When you got back to the living room, you had changed into a pair of his sweatpants, drowning in them but comfortable. He smiled softly and handed you the water and gestured to the table filled with snacks. You softly laughed before taking a couple of pills to help with the pain and swallowing it down with a couple of sips of water.

He pulled you close so you could rest against him while you stretched out a bit on the couch. He handed you his phone, already opened to a delivery app.

“It’s almost noon. Pick something for lunch,” he explained as you looked up at him. “Whatever sounds good to you. And if you need me to run to the store, I can. Whatever you need, okay?”

You nodded, your attention drifting to the phone as you felt your boyfriend press a soft kiss to the top of your head. After picking something to order, you handed the phone back and snuggled in as much as you could, the warmth of your boyfriend’s body helping to soothe some of the pain you felt.

He rested a large hand on your stomach, slipping it innocently under the bottom hem of your shirt. As you glanced up, you saw him looking down at you with a light blush on his cheeks. You happily sighed and scooted just a bit closer to your boyfriend.

You might not feel the best right now but at least you knew he didn’t see you as a bother today. And hopefully a lazy day at his side would help as well. You knew he was going to spend the rest of the day pampering you but today, of all days, you were going to let it happen because you knew you needed it today more than ever.

And sometimes it was nice to be reminded that you weren’t a bother and that your boyfriend would move heaven and earth to make sure you were taken care of.

#tessie writes #cw female or afab reader fic #comfort character x reader #f/o x reader #reiner braun x reader #levi ackerman x reader #eren jeager x reader #armin arlert x reader #jean kirschtein x reader #kunigami rensuke x reader #nagi seishiro x reader #isagi yoichi x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #keigo takami x reader

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thatartistshar0n · 3 months

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hey! can you please do armin comforting reader with a breakdown/anxiety attack after an intense mission? (canon verse) can’t wait to read more of your stuff! 💕

Thank you so much for your request!! Armin's one of my favorite characters, so I was quite happy to see this request! Hope you like it! ^^

Armin x Reader Panic Attack Comfort Headcanons ☆

Canonverse, gender neutral reader x Armin Arlert, established romantic relationship.

After you returned from a mission, you just couldn't take it anymore.

With the amount of people who got killed, and the casualties, and that very close encounter with a titan... you broke down.

That was when Armin walked in your room.

"[Reader]? Are you- are you okay-?!" He immediately noticed how you were shaking and crying, you flinched from his sudden appearance.

His first instinct was to hug you, but then he hesitated, seeing your current state, wondering if you would be comfortable with any physical contact or not.

"Would it be okay if touched you? If not, that's alright." He asks.

If you do want to be hugged, he'll come over and hug you firmly. He'll play with your hair and rub your back if needed too.

If you're not comfortable with being touched, he'll understand. He'll just sit down next to you, but not that closely, so you can have your own space. He'll talk to you, saying reassuring words to you.

Armin notices you're still shaken up and are still hyperventilating. He speaks up. "Alright, calm down, seashell. Follow my breathing."

"Breath in..." The two of you inhale in sync. "And breath out...." You both exhale.

"Good job, seastar!" He praises. "Now, would you like to tell me what's going on? It looked like you were having a panic attack.."

You muster up your energy to explain what happened.

"Ah, the mission. Don't worry, nothing can hurt you here, you're safe with me."

If you're not ready to talk yet: "It's okay if you're not ready to talk yet. We can discuss about it later."

After you've calmed down a bit more, he'll take you in his arms and hold you.

"Everything will be okay, my angelfish.."

Thank you for reading! Feel free to send in a request if you want! (as long as it's open)

DNI if you engage with: NSFW, proship, bigotry, pedophillia, terf, and any fandom that has really problematic content. That includes blogs who reblog that sort of content. Stay away!

#ARMIN CALLING YOU OCEAN THEMED PET NAMES #YES #attack on titan #aot #snk #shingeki no kyojin #aot headcanons #snk headcanons #attack on titan headcanons #shingeki no kyojin headcanons #armin arlert #aot armin #armin x reader #aot x you #aot x reader #armin comfort #panic attack comfort #anxiety attack comfort

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underthetree845 · 2 months

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ello!! I saw that your requests were open so I was wondering if you could do like a drabble or headcanons (whatever u want really :]) for armin with a s/o who feels dumb because she tends to do stupid mistakes and get bad grades and she feels really insecure and ashamed about it

If you don't wanna do the request it's fine really :]

Hello Nonnie! Of course I want to- I'm honored that you sent in this ask. It's so lovely, and you seem very kind! This request is so so sweet- I know it took me a long time to get to but I thought about it whenever school stressed me out! Just wanted to say really quickly that you are an interesting and amazing person beyond test scores and grades, I'm giving you the biggest hug right now 💙💙 Thank you for your patience! Now without further ado-

Armin comforting his s/o (bad grades)

Armin Arlert/gn! Reader (Headcannons)

Cws: gn! reader, established relationship, implied modern au, implied college au, comfort, mentions of implied bullying, insecure reader, crying, reassurance, hurt/comfort, let me know if there's anything I missed!

Wc: 707

Summary: How would Armin help his s/o when they bring themselves down over not scoring highly on assignments or tests?

A/n: Happy Valentine's Day! Know that you are loved and valued, sending hugs and kisses to all of you!

Don’t even get this boy started- he practically has a whole encyclopedia on the reasons he loves you. Everyone knows. He could go on and on about you for hours (I’m not exaggerating). Although he’d be shy to say some of what he thinks, what comes first is you knowing how loved and valued you are. Armin is always always always willing to help you with your studies, he’s happy to be able to and so so proud of you for giving it your all. After a bad grade you seem to be really bent out of shape about, he takes you to his dorm and gives you all your favorite things like snacks, music, and of course cuddles and small words of encouragement. If it’s something you want to act on right away, Armin is more than willing to help you after you unwind for a bit. Rest time is just as important as studying, after all. Either way, he reminds you that you are a person beyond how you score on tests and things like that. He cares about you for who you are and not what you achieve. It’s important to remind yourself of the things you do well rather than always bringing yourself down with reminders of the things you do wrong. You have such a bright mind and so much love to offer. It kills him that you tear yourself apart so much. He finds ways to help you that cater to your learning style, and gently reminds you of the meticulous little important parts of the things you’re learning so you don’t trip yourself up over little mistakes. He endorses positive reinforcement! (And as a side note I think he’d make a great teacher or professor). If anyone tries to make you feel bad about it, Armin is there to reassure you all the way. Long hugs and deep breaths, he makes you tea (or anything else you may prefer) to refresh your mind. He tries to keep your thoughts off those people as much as he can, and always gives them nasty glares when you’re not looking. Reminds you that they only bring you down to make themselves feel better, and you are not defined by the opinions of others. As important as Armin considers studying to be, he also knows (from personal experience) that overworking yourself isn’t a better alternative. You can burn out much quicker that way. He makes sure you leave free time in your schedule to do things you enjoy. Seeing you happy and smiling is Armin’s favorite view in the entire world, even if it took him a while to get around to telling you. Your laughter makes something light flower in his chest. Armin makes sure to kiss your forehead when it’s crinkled with worry, rub or massage your shoulders when you’re tense, and hold your hands while whispering words of encouragement. His favorite is pecking your lips over and over till he feels a smile start to form.

One of the main things Armin reminds you of is that academic achievement is not and should not be the exclusive way of measuring anyone’s ‘worth.’ I mean look at him- he has his books and studies and philosophies- but he can’t run or catch a ball or play music. Armin is amazed by how many different kinds of people in the world there are, each with their own unique talent. You will always be more than enough to him for being who you are. He is there to support you through the good times and the bad, doesn’t think less of you for any rough patch or slip up. The non-judgemental and supportive atmosphere he surrounds you with feels like a breath of fresh air. Armin sees you as nothing less than extraordinary for simply being yourself.

“Hey, Angel, look at me,” his words soothe you as your teary eyes look up to meet his. “It’s going to be okay, alright? I promise,” his hands are warm as they cup your cheeks. He swipes at the tears as they cascade down your face, kissing each one away with a tender glow adorning his features. “You’re extraordinary Y/n. Have I ever lied to you?”

A/n: Can this count as my Valentine's day fic? (╥﹏╥) Life has kept me so busy lately I wish I could write more :< Anyways, thank you for reading lovelies! Know that you deserve the best and I hope you have a wonderful day/night/morning/evening.

Tagging: @ringsofsaturnnnn (you said to tag you in everything so is this okay like T-T)

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arminsumi · 10 months

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Imagine our sweet Armin boy with an insecure partner. Maybe they don’t like their body/have been lacking self esteem recently and over time Armin notices how sad they seem and tries to cheer them up?

Oh he'd know exactly what to say and do 🥺

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌷 ꒱ TULIPS

░ 🐬 Armin x gn!reader

⚠️Cws; fluff, comfort, profanity

"Angel, I'm home!" Armin announces, the sound of keys clinking follows after his voice.

You hear him from the bathroom as you towel your wet hair. "Hold on, I'm comin'." you yell from the bedroom.

Taking one brief glance in the mirror brought your whole attention to your figure; you frowned and analyzed it, a wave of dislike washing over your mind. Meanwhile, your boyfriend's strolling into the kitchen with a cute hum on his lips.

He lays a bouquet of cream tulips to rest on the counter-top.

Your apartment was flooded with that remarkable golden-hour light. When you come out of the bedroom to the living room, dressed in loose pajamas and with semi-wet hair, Armin halts all his thoughts and actions to admire you.

Beautiful. He thinks. "Look at my angel. Feelin' fresh, huh?" he says, striding up to give you a big kiss and loving embrace.

You shrug glumly. "I guess." you say while self-consciously cuddling into his chest. His arms tenderly wrap around you.

Soft. He thinks. "What's the matter?" he asks gently, noticing your drooping aura. You shrug and mumble, "I don't know..."

But he figures it out in an instant; of course he does, he's the most intuitive person you know. And he's completely in tune with your emotions, too. He knows exactly what doubts and insecurities are surging through your mind, and his first instinct is to clear them with reassurance.

"Hey, look at me."

You draw your gaze to him. "You know how pretty you are?" he begins, and you roll your eyes. "I mean it! Trust in my sincerity, alright? You're – "

You give him a disbelieving lip curl while he speaks.

So he gives you a hard kiss, and runs soothing hands down your arms. "You're a god damn work of art." he finishes.

"Uh-huh, sure I am." you groan.

Armin gives you a penetrating blue-eyed stare.

"Come with me." he says, and takes your hands to lead you into the bedroom.

The light filters through the sheer curtains behind you and him as he positions you in front of the body-length mirror. His blond hair is alight, slightly ruffled from running around on errands.

"Look how god damn good you look." he says, his voice so emphasized that you feel like believing him for a second.

His hands come to a rest at your hips, and he moves your body this way and that, admiring it so enthusiastically. "So fucking pretty, I mean look – look. I love this the most." he says, his hands tracing over the part of your body that was the highest on your dislike list.

He doesn't stop caressing and reassuring you until he sees a smile tugging on your lips. "Mhm, 'better show me that smile." he smiles himself, and presses a little kiss to your cheek. "I got you your favorite tulips, they're in the kitchen. Wanna help me trim the stalks?" he asks.

You nod, "M'kay." you reply in a small voice.

As the sun sinks and the golden-hour light fades into navy-black night, Armin keeps hugging and squeezing your body. He gives you reassuring embraces throughout dinner-making; every squeeze makes you feel wanted, and every pecking kiss to your body makes you feel a small rise in confidence.

And when the two of you crawl into bed, Armin does what he always does when you're feeling low like this; he spoons close and holds your body tightly against his own.

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hanimiel4 · 4 months

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Drawing again after a few months of inactivity, this time with some cinammon rolls <3

...and in b&w version cause why not

These are my first drawings of the year that I share, hope all of you got an amazing 2024 ! ;)

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kywaslost · 9 months

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Anxious Tendencies - Armin Arlert

A/N: I haven’t written for Attack on Titan in such a long while! For those who don’t know, I’m in the process of writing for everyone in my masterlist because 1) why not and 2) it builds character I guess lol. I spin a wheel to decide what character to write for, then I spin another wheel that gives me a prompt theme. Today’s piece is Armin with Y/N who has nervous tics. But I guess these aren’t tics as much as they are just nervous habits. Oh well. Needless to say I went ecstatic for this one because I’m a simp for characters comforting reader with nervous tics/habits because I struggle with them! Anyway I hope y’all like this one <3

Prompt/s Used: rubbing/fidgeting with their hands / Humming / Avoiding eye contact / Leg shaking

It wasn’t unusual for you to sit on the sidelines of a conversation, so to say. You were relatively quiet, only speaking up when you needed to. You were much more of a listener, which is maybe why you got along so well with Armin and his friends. Eren or Mikasa would give commands and you rarely fought back, even if you didn’t agree with them.

Armin knew all of this, yet was still intrigued as he studied your body language one night. The four of you were outside after dinner, sitting around a small campfire just outside HQ, enjoying the cool night’s breeze. Armin was sitting beside you, close enough that your legs would brush every now and then. Mikasa and Eren sat across from you, arguing about something Armin could only assume Eren said incorrectly. If he were to be honest, he stopped listening when he first noticed your change in behavior just before the other two began arguing.

You kept rubbing at your hands, roughly running one thumb over the other hand’s palm before switching, attempting to crack your knuckles every so often. Your gaze was downcast, almost as if you had zoned out a while ago. You nervously bounced the leg closest to his, creating a soft ruffling sound as your pants brushed against his. Low hums came from you every so often, increasing in length and volume as time passed.

Armin could practically feel the anxiety radiating from you and it worried him. You first met him and the others when you all were first training to be scouts, and here you were, somehow best friends with the group. Regardless, Armin had never seen you like this before. His warm hand rested on the knee of your shaking leg, giving it a gentle squeeze to try and catch your attention. Your leg stilled.

You hummed gently as you shook your head sharply. You closed your eyes for a second before turning your head slightly to meet Armin’s gaze. He offered you a soft smile. “Hi.” You only hummed in response, wringing your hands even harder together. Armin gently replaced the hand on your knee with his other one, sliding his now free hand in between yours. He laced his fingers through yours and rubbed his thumb gently across your skin. “What’s wrong?”

You shook your head, taking a deep breath. You averted your gaze again, quickly looking over to where Mikasa and Eren’s argument was getting even more heated, voices growing louder and louder. You hummed again. Armin noticed your movements, slowly connecting the dots.

“Are they making you anxious?”

You nodded.

“Here. Come with me.” Armin didn’t let go of your hand, even as he helped you stand and led you back into the main building. Most soldiers were retreating to their rooms, leaving the main gathering room quiet, aside from small whispers passed between friends. Armin guided you to sit on an empty couch, pulling you to rest against his side. The arm draped around your shoulders provided you with little comfort.

Upon feeling so vulnerable, you subconsciously began bouncing your leg again. Your humming picked up and your eyes filled with tears. Armin only noticed when you avoided his eyes again, turning your head just enough that the light from a nearby lantern highlighted the tears falling against your skin.

“Honey, don’t cry,” he coos as he hugs you tighter. “You’ve been feeling this way for a while, haven’t you?” When you nodded, his heart sank. “Oh, love. Just let it out, ok?”

Your head fell to his chest as you curled in on yourself, legs thrown over Armin’s. You were beyond grateful for his understanding, taking this opportunity to let your stims and tics take over. It felt nice, letting it all out after suppressing it for such a long time. You felt better about the situation knowing that Armin was with you, and this wasn’t happening around anyone else.

You eventually calmed down, hands folded between Armin’s and your humming long ceased. Your eyes drooped closed, exhaustion taking over you. Events such as these never fail to leave you weak and tired.

You felt Armin’s head rest against yours, a soft kiss quickly pressed to the crown of your head. “Do you feel better?” His voice was soft and comforting.

“Much,” you replied quietly. “Thank you. I needed that.”

“Of course, love. Anytime you feel this way, find me. I don’t mind, I promise.”

You nodded one last time before closing your eyes for good, dozing off against the chest of the man holding you.

#comfort #x reader #platonic #armin aot #aot #attack on titan #attack on titan #armin arlert #armin x reader #armin art #armin x y/n #shingeki no kyojin

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mimiwrites2000 · 5 months

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‘stop saying my name like that’

Archive of Our Own

She looked around the room, as if she wanted confirmation from anyone or anything around her, to confirm that what she was hearing was true. Her eyes darted at the bookshelves, at the wooden chairs, at the photo frames, at the bottle of wine on the desk— but they didn’t speak, they just watched her bleed out.

‘I can’t do this anymore.’

He said to her.

‘It’s not working.’

He said to her, not waiting for her to say anything.

‘What do you mean?’

She asked him, and he sighed, taking in a deep breath, reciting the answer he had long memorized in his head for when she would ask that question.

‘We are broken, we are both broken beyond repair—’

‘But that was the whole point, we would heal together, we would heal each other.’

She interrupted him, getting up from her chair and walking towards him, towards the chair behind his desk in that small room on the boat.

‘We will heal together, I will heal you and you will heal me, isn’t that what you told—’

‘That was long ago,’ he interrupted her, ‘that was so long ago.’

‘It hasn’t been a year—’

‘It is a long time,’ he closed all the openings in her face. ‘I was a different person, you were a different person as well.’

She blinked, once, twice, thrice, the tips of her finger fidgeting with the golden band around one of them.

‘But we…’ she tried to say anything, but her tongue tangled in her mouth, and pushed against the roof of her mouth.

‘I…’ he hesitated, getting up from his chair. ‘I know this is not what I promised.’

‘So you are very aware of what you are doing?’ Annie asked him, ignoring the half empty bottle of wine on his desk.

‘I’ve been… thinking about it, for a while, and we are only ruining each other.’

Annie almost asked him if she was ruining him, but she stopped herself, because that was exactly what his words meant.

She was ruining him.

Annie shook her head, ‘I know we are broken, I know, but you’re not supposed to run.’

‘Annie—’

She shook her head, because he called her by her name, he renamed her as Annie, the endless months of my love blown away in one word.

‘You are not supposed to run, I am the one who runs, I am the one who hides, Armin, not you,’ she told him, ‘you can’t just… you can’t do this, we see each other everyday, we are both ambassadors, we work with each other, how are we going to live like this?’

‘I will try to stay out of your sight as much as I can,’ he told her, ‘I will stay away, I promise.’

‘Don’t promise!’ She said, her voice a few notches higher, ‘don’t give me your empty promises!’

‘Annie,’ he called her name, another stab into her chest, ‘I… I promise.’

‘I am sorry, he told her, I didn’t want to let this go on for much longer.’

‘Why?’ She asked him.

‘Because stretching it out it would only make it harder—’

‘No no,’ she interrupted him, ‘why?’

He paused, only for two seconds, until he understood her question, then his answer came out fast and clear. ‘I don’t want to live like this for the rest of my life.’

But he meant something else, and even if he didn’t say it, Annie heard it loud and clear; ‘I don’t want to live with you for the rest of my life.’

He cleared his throat, ‘We’re not doing each other any good, we’re only hurting each other.’

‘You don’t hurt me’ she retorted, but then his words sank in, deep, until they laid on the bottom of her consciousness.

I am the one hurting him.

‘Right…’ she said, taking a step backwards, the first step she took out of his life, ‘right…’

‘I am so sorry,’ he said, reaching out with his hands, but she flinched away.

She never flinched from him before, not when he kissed her for the first time, not when he touched her for the first time.

‘Alright,’ she told him, taking another step backwards, her eyes looking at everything in the room but his eyes, because her sight was getting blurry with unwanted tears, and she didn’t want to see his dry eyes.

‘I’ll… I will go,’ she told him and turned.

She opened the door and stepped outside, but before she closed it, she waited for three seconds.

She waited.

One

Two

Three

But he never called her, he never told her to stop, to come back, that he was wrong—

It never came.

So she closed the door, and went back to her room.

She sat on the edge of her bed, her heart yelling in her ears, and her lungs inflated with so many things to shout, with so many things to let out.

But she didn’t do anything.

She sat on the edge of her bed, the clock on the wall ticked.

Tick

Tok

Tick

Tok

Tick

Tok

Her fingers itched, she wanted to thrash at that clock and stop its arms, to stop time from moving, to stop the world from turning, to freeze time and place and life and everything, because how dare life go on when her chest hollowed with an empty void?

How dare life go on when her heart stopped beating in her chest?

How dare life go on when her ribcage shrinked on her lungs, suffocating her?

She got up, and on the dresser, a small velvety box waited for her.

They didn’t even get a chance to tell their friends.

She picked up the box and flicked it open. She took off the golden band from her finger, placed it in the box, and before she let herself sit back down again, she flung the door open and went out.

Her feet took her to his room, a path that had her feet print dented in it, a path she could take with a blindfold over her eyes.

She stood at the front of his door, and she thought about leaving the box there, on the floor, but no, she must finish what she started.

She knocked on the door three times, and in almost no time, she heard him say come in.

She stepped into his room once again, but she didn’t bother closing the door behind her.

She noticed his visible rigid posture hung over his desk, and she almost asked if he was alright, but pulled back the rein and instead, placed the box on his desk.

‘You didn’t have to give it back…’ he said.

‘I don’t want it,’ she told him.

He pressed his lips together, and then he swallowed. His lips parted to say something but she interrupted him.

‘I never should’ve trusted you, not with my body or with my heart or with anything.’

‘Annie—’

She raised her hand, ‘I was healing, I was starting to heal, I started to enjoy waking up in the morning, I started finding a reason to wake up every morning, but you broke me, you broke me beyond repair.’

He shook his head.

‘And you,’ she continued, ‘should have never wasted your life waiting for me in that basement, and I should have never expected anything from you.’

‘But I don’t regret it—’

‘And I don’t care what you regret or not, because I do regret every moment I spent with you, and I… wanted to give you all of my time, even though I had barely a few years to live.’

Annie continued, ‘and I regret it, I regret it so bad, I regret believing you, and I can't… believe you're doing this to me!’ She no longer controlled her voice; let everyone on that boat hear her, let everyone know that they were crumpling, piece by piece, with every word coming out of her mouth.

‘I don't understand–’

She interrupted him, ‘Yes you do! Or no, you don't! And I know you don't understand!’

Armin sighed, getting up, placing the velvety dark blue box on the desk, and Annie noticed the level of wine in the bottle was lower than before.

‘Annie, please, don't make this harder than it is.’

She shook her head, ‘you're such a liar, a cunning, manipulative liar–’

‘Annie–’

‘–and I see you lie everyday to others, behind podiums and in letters, all you do is lie and yet I believed you, I believed in you, and I believed everything you used to tell me.’

He took a step forward, hesitantly, watching Annie's reaction, carefulif she would flinch again. ‘I meant everything that I used to say.’

‘Liar.’

‘I meant it when I wanted to live the rest of my life with you–’

‘Liar.’

‘–I really did mean it! At that time, I meant it!’

‘You're a liar, you're such a liar,’ Annie took a deep breath and retreated two steps to the door. ‘I hate you,’ she told him, ‘and I hate myself for hating you, but I hate myself more for thinking we had a chance.’

She glared at him, then his image swayed and blurred. Spots on the carpet darkened with every tear dripping down her chin.

Drip

‘I hate myself for not seeing this coming,’ she sniffed and wiped one of her cheeks with the palm of her hand. ‘I knew you didn't want to be with me anymore, I felt it, I felt it in your hands, and I felt it each time you kissed me; it felt like you were doing it just because you had to.’

Armin shook his head, ‘That's not true, that's not true, I meant it, everything, I meant it, I really did, please Annie.’

‘Stop saying my name like that,’ she wiped the other cheek with the back of her hand, ‘you’re not bothering yourself with any risk, you're too scared to lose anything.’

‘Annie–’

‘Do you even have anything left to lose?’ She asked him, but she got an answer of silence. The waves outside lulled the boat to sleep, under moonlight, under the endless stars.

Annie left that room, leaving so many things within those four walls, her shoulders lifting up with all the weight left behind. She got to her room as light as a feather, as light as the day she was born.

She didn't give herself a chance to sit by the edge of the bed, instead, she immediately climbed onto it, kicking her shoes off, and wrapping herself with the blankets.

The night was cold, maybe a little bit colder than usual, or maybe it was just her, or maybe the tears on her face made chills of cold coat her body, maybe it was the shaking of her figure that made her fight for her breath.

He usually paced the room if he had a lot of thoughts thrashing in his mind, instead, he sat still behind his desk, watching the void black sea from the small circular window. He didn't bother getting a cup for the wine, he merely sipped it right from the bottle, until the bottle got too light that it slipped from his sweaty grip.

It fell on the wooden floor in a loud thud, then it rolled on itself several times, before it came to a halt, before it swayed again with the boat’s rockabye.

He closed his eyes.

He took a deep breath in.

No, that wasn't right, he couldn't do it.

He couldn't do it.

He got up, leaning on the desk until his sight stabilized and didn't sway anymore, then he left his room, and walked to her room, a room he knew way too well.

He stood in front of Annie’s door, his heart skipping a beat and shuffling through the next three, but despite it, he raised his hand to knock on the door.

Then he stopped.

Soft, low sobs wafted from the room, like snakes that smoothly wrapped around his body, one by one, warm and soft, until they squeezed, bit by bit, leaving his bones crushed and his lungs with everything but breath in them.

His hand hesitated.

Then he let his hand fall beside himself again.

He stood in front of that door, listening to silent cries, until the sun peeked from behind the vast blue horizon, announcing a new day, a new life.

Armin turned and went back to his room, an abandoned velvety dark blue box waited for him on his desk. He opened it, the tips of his fingers delicately picked up the circular golden ring; still warm from her hand.

This is for the better.

This is the best for both of us.

Forgive me, Annie.

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author’s note:

Happy 1st of December!

I am sorry for writing this, and I’m sorry for sharing it But hey! I have over 20 stories about these two being in love!

I’m just sad, and seasonal depression is hitting hard, all at once, sooooo this is one way to cope… I guess?

#Aruani #armin arlert #attack on titan #armin x annie #shingeki no kyojin #annie leonhart #fanfiction #Angst #Hurt no comfort #break up #ambassadors #post canon #A very sad story #Don’t blame me #blame seasonal depression

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softxsuki · 2 years

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Could you please write headcanons or oneshots (whatever you want, I'm okay with both) with classmate boyfriends Armin and Jean (separate) who are comforting reader who can't find motivation to do anything because of mental breakdown?

Armin and Jean (Separate) Comfort Unmotivated Reader

Pairings: Armin x Gn!Reader, Jean x Gn!Reader

Warnings: Feeling overwhelmed, lack of motivation to do anything

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Headcanons

Word Count: 670

Summary: In which you can't find the motivation to do anything because of mental fatigue, so the boys try and comfort you

[A/N: Hey! Got this done for you today like promised. I hope everything's okay with you and you enjoy these headcanons! Thanks for all your support <3]

Armin:

Armin is very understanding about your situation and wants to do everything he can to support you in your time of need

“What do you need? Is there anything I can do to help? Just tell me and I’ll do it,” he says once he finds out why you’ve been down in the dumps lately

And he really will do anything for you, even if it’s something as time consuming as having him stay in bed with you all day to cuddle; he’ll clear up his whole schedule and not go to class just so he can be with you

He is worried though so he might get a little chatty which will annoy you a bit, but if you tell him you just want to sit with him in silence until you’re ready to talk about it more in depth, then he’ll quiet down and just let his questions pile up in his head

Reassures you that you don’t have to do anything until you’re ready and he’ll most likely help you out with your homework (or do it for you) just so that part of your grade doesn’t suffer, but there isn’t much he can do in regards to your exams or anything you have to complete in class

If your room is messy, he’d tidy up for you; after all, it’s said a change in environment can change someone’s mood pretty quickly

He’s very big on knowledge so he looks up the best methods to help motivate someone again and any other things that may help lift you up from your mental fatigue

Expect tons of cuddles and words of affirmation, he’s very worried and is trying to keep himself together, so these cuddles and being with you is also comforting for him

Jean:

Jean is a little more naggy about the whole thing, but it’s because he cares and he’s worried about you

He’s not the best at expressing his emotions in the way that he initially intends to, so he begins by scolding you for not telling him earlier

“Why didn’t you come to me when you first started feeling this way? We could have dealt with it together before it got to this point,” he sighs

He’s definitely not mad at you, it’s just his way of venting, but he quickly calms down ones he sees that his words don’t help you at all, and if anything they make you feel a little worse

So he changes up and tries to get you back on your feet

His main priority now is getting you motivated again, he wants to see the excitement in your eyes again and see you smile once more

He fits you into his schedule, and takes a more direct approach

No skipping classes–he’s dragging you to all your classes

At home, he sits and does homework with you so he can make sure that you’re getting it done

Seems a bit strict? Well he is, because he wants you to feel okay again instead of dragging yourself around with no desire to do anything

However, in between all the strictness, on your days off, he takes you to your favorite spots in hopes that it helps motivate you again

Jean’s logic: If I take them somewhere where they made good memories, maybe those good memories will resurface and make them feel better

Look, he knows you’re feeling overwhelmed and that there’s a lot going on in your head, so deep down, he does get a little soft with you and takes relaxing walks with you while holding your hand and enjoying the peaceful scenery

He also likes taking you to cozy cafes nearby to take a breather

He cares about you deeply, so even though he may be a little tough with the way he goes about helping you, it all comes from a place of love

Rewards you with kisses and your favorite food whenever you complete a task

Celebrates all the little things you do until your motivation is fully restored

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 9/22/2022

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arlerts-angel · 3 months

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Hi mack💕

Could can I request armin comfort🥺

reader who seeks constant academic validation happens to get a below average score on a test they studied hard for abd reader being in their head the whole day, and armin comes in to save the day

I just failed a test :((( hence the ask (sorry for trauma dumping)

a/n: hi love!! no worries, i hope this makes you feel better 🥺🤍

armin arlert x gn!reader, academia au

warnings: none! just some fluff and comfort 🤍

"are you alright? i got your text and came as quickly as i could." armin asks upon meeting you the library. he slides his backpack off his shoulder to his feet.

"oh, hey. i failed the test... the one i studied so hard for. i feel like a failure." you sigh.

he looks at you softly, acknowledging your displeasure. "i understand how you feel. it's dissapointing putting so much effort into studying and giving a test your all, to not get the results you were expecting."

he pats your shoulder gently. "there could be other reasons for your grade on that test... maybe you studied too hard, stayed up too late... even just having anxiety about the test makes it easy to do poorly."

you nod as you listen to him speak softly, so not to disturb the surrounding students.

"i just want you to take away one thing from this, can you do that for me?" he asks, looking you in the eyes.

you nod once again, a faint smile growing across your face.

"this one failing grade does not define you. you are so much more than your grades. the fact that you're upset shows that you care! not only about doing well in your class, but also that you care about enriching your mind. your desire to gain knowledge is special. now, pinky promise you'll remember that?" he smiles at you, extending his pinky to you.

you giggle and interlock your finger into his. "i promise."

"good. i mean that." he smiles once again.

"me too." you smile back.

#📝 — mack wrote that #armin arlert fluff #armin fluff #armin x reader fluff #armin arlert x reader fluff #armin x gn reader #armin arlert x gn reader #attack on titan fluff #aot fluff #armin arlert #armin arlert comfort

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b0n3s-is-gay · 1 year

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Working Class Woman

Tags: Cannon au, fem! reader, Commander reader, Brother Erwin, Major Character death, Depressed Reader, Comfort from both sides, Mentions of Alcohol, Self starvation mentioned

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Synopsis: After the death of Erwin, reader takes over the position that her twin brother used to hold for 5 long years and trys to finish what her brother couldn't. During that time, she shuts down and her close friends take notice. Even her boyfriend, Levi Ackerman, takes notice.. They both end up talking some things out and it ends up with both reader and Levi comforting eachother as a couple.

A/N: this was all inspired by someone who I consider to be my insperation and the person to push me in the right direction to start my writing carrer. I'd just like to say that they are amazing and you should go follow them! @m-jelly \(￣︶￣*\))

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I sat down in his chair with a small emerald green charm in my hand, rotating it in my hand and tracing it with my index finger. I saw his face in it every time I stared into the gem. His laugh haunted my dreams and his scent was still on his uniform coats and cloak. I couldn't stand to look at his portrait that hung on the right wall of my bedroom.

I everytime I sat at the commanders table with all the other captains, I wouldn't eat... no I couldn't eat. It made me feel guilty that he wasn't here. Guilty that he couldn't eat the food that he loved, talk to the people he was close with, be there for the advancement of the cause that he commited his life to, and do the things that he loved... I was the embodiment of what he wasn't here for. It hurt to know that he couldn't be here for each advancement that he wanted.

I knew that it would hurt him to see me in this state, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't sleep because every time that I tried, I'd just relive that horrible moment. I cried every waking moment that I wasn't infront of a crowd, friends, and cadets that now look up to me. His dreams would never come true for him just made it worse for me.

"Commander Y/n, are you okay?" I looked up from my cold steak that was on my plate and saw Cadet Arlert standing infront of me. I looked at him with tired eyes and simply nodded at him, his ocean eyes looked over me and nodded swiftly as he left for his seat. Ocen eyes... heh...

I sighed and set my cold food infront of Cadet Braus and left the dining hall. My head was swimming with thoughts of him. Each breath, each step, and each movement of my 3DM gear was spent thinking of strategies and him. His movement and ideas were nothing but there as I progressed.

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"Captain Levi and Section Commander Hange, I think something is wrong with Commander Y/n. She's been skipping meals, staying up late, and has looked out of it." Hange and I looked at eachother as we sighed. Hange looked like she was going to say something, but stopped.

"Thank you Arlert, you are dismissed. please gather the rest and send them off to bed." I spoke as I sipped my black tea. Arlert saluted as he walked off to get his squad mates to bed.

"Levi, what are we going to do about her? We both made a promise to Erwin that we'd make sure she'd be okay... What are we going to do?" Hange asked while sighing. They took a sip of whatever alcohol they has tonight. I shook my head and motioned for them to pass their cup. They gave me the cup and I took a sip, much to their suprise.

"I'm not sure, maybe I can go talk to her later..." I sighed while handing her the cup back. They nodded and started laughing a little bit. "What's so funny shitty glasses?" I questioned.

They laughed a bit more and said, "You could use this to confess, you know they like you, ya short stack!" They cackled some more as I blushed. "Shut the fuck up, just give me another sip of whatever the fuck you're drinking!" I shouted as I grabbed their glass and took another sip of the burning liquid.

I sighed as I got up from our shared table and made my way to her office. She was my concern right now, not the tipsy grunt that I associate with. "Alright, I'm out. Don't get to drunk and remember to clean up your mess..." I yelled out while walking out the door.

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I was laying on the floor of my bedroom, wrapped in his cloak. It hurt but I wanted, no needed a hug from him. I'd like a two arm hug but I'd kill for his one arm hug... I scrunched up into a ball and sobbed into his cloak, each body shaking sob just made me feel worse.

"Come on, sad sap... Get up..." I cried as I heard his words from the past. "Y/n, please get up. You'll be okay... even when creation comes to die, you can find me in the Sky... Upon the last day, you'll be okay." I sobbed louder as I imagined his hand resting in my head.

"No... No Erwin... I won't be okay! I'm working myself half-way to death, it should've been me that got crushed..." I wailed into the fabric of his hood. My head was pounding into the floor as I shook. "You're not here, you'll never get to talk to anyone... I won't get to have that hug you promised me before you left..." I squeazed my eyes shut as I felt foot steps on the floor infront of me.

"Erwin... Please... I'm not in the mood for you to taunt me, please go away..." I whimpered as I turned over on my other side. I felt someone put their hands on my head. "Erwin, please stop! I know you're not here, you're with papa!" My voice quivered as I took a loud shakey breath. "So please... Go be with him and leave me to rot..."

I felt someone pick me up and hold me. "It's not Erwin N/n, please look at me..." I heard them speak softly. I looked up at his steel grey eyes and tried not to cry more. "Levi... I'm sorry you had to see me this way, I-i'm sorry..." I whimpered looking away from his face out of shame.

"Don't be sorry, we get it if you're not okay. You lost your brother for the walls sake, It's okay N/n..." I cried some more as I grabbed fist fulls of his shirt. I felt him grab the back of my head as he comforted me. I felt him start to shake as he held me.

I wrapped my arms around him as we both cried. "We'll be okay... as the stars align I hope you'll take it as a sign, that you'll be okay... Everyday we'll be okay..." I sang quietly from a song that he used to sing to me.

"Levi... We'll be okay..." I whispered as we held each other while crying. I felt him shakely breathe against my neck. "I know we will..." he whispered back

#levi ackerman #attack on titan #levi attack on titan #levi x reader #reverse comfort #soft moments #major depressive episode #major character death #hange zöe #armin arlert #Spotify

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loveackermannn · 2 years

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no strings attached

→ word count; 6k – levi x reader

warnings; a wee bit more suggestive than my last post >< HOWEVER NOTHING EXPLICIT! levi and y/n being emotionally constipated with their emotions, romantic tension lol

summary; it was a leap of faith for you and levi – two souls intertwined with one another in the middle of a forest . neither of you could resist each other.

a/n; UGH THIS ONE KFBERKJBFEJKRBF. i literally have nothing to say. romantic tension?? with levi ackerman?? in the middle of the forest?? hell yeah. ALSO THE 104TH KIDDOS MAKE AN APPEARANCE!! anyways, i hope you enjoy <3

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"What the fuck are you doing up?"

"I got tired of sitting on my ass all day and I wanted to see you." Shrugging with your very forward response, you plop down on the couch that was positioned next to the kitchen as Levi scowls at your stubbornness of refusing to stay in bed for the rest of the night – not like he was any different, however.

The sweet smell of honey and the crushing herb of tea was nothing new to your familiarity nor to Levi's as the kettle rattled itself on the heated stove. It had been roughly past sunset and the horizon quickly became darkened as the stars and moon settled onto the blanket of the sky. The squad had long since rested themselves into their assigned rooms, the cabin being much less noisy than what the captain could handle – for once it was quiet.

"You sure you're okay Y/n?"

"Levi" you deadpan playfully in his direction, making his brow twitch at your expression, "I only got grazed a few times on my arms and head... I'm not dying." Levi always knew you were a fighting spirit behind your otherwise hardass attitude, though this time was different. You were persistent in participating in the recent mission along with the rookie cadets, wanting to be someone they could rely on, someone to be the fucking hero. And Levi knew you were very much capable, but things are never promised.

It took no more than the blink of an eye to see your unmoving body dangle from the cords of your ODM gear and Levi wasted no time to gather you up in his arms to retreat back to the headquarters. It all happened so fast and he couldn't risk another second for your life.

"Tch, I see you still got a bit of fire in you after all this time." He points out teasingly with a smirk, coming over to you with two tea cups in his hands. Setting it down on the table in front of you, he seats himself next you, swinging his arm around the back and crossing his leg over the other.

"Psh, of course I do. If anyone else were to sass you, you'd probably chew them to bits." you chuckle among your words, lifting the brewing cup in your hands and blowing on it lightly with the steam heating against your face.

"Hm, at least you're tolerable."

"And why is that Levi?" you push further, not missing a single moment for your cheeky comments that may or may not, flare up Levi from time to time. He really missed moments like this with you.

He glares at you, continuing to sip the copper liquid from his cup and raises his brow at you, "Do I need to give a reason?"

"Touché Ackerman."

After that, it remained silent through the majority of your time spent with him. A few feet enclosing between your distance from him, it had made you forget for a moment, about what had even erupted just a few hours ago – quite almost a disaster.

Some time had passed and the emptiness in both of your tea cups had since remained and for once, the two of you didn't really know what to say to each other at this point. Sure, there had been times in which the muted atmosphere was mainly prominent and it was nothing out of appeal – but in this case, it felt as if something needed to be said. It seemed as though you could sense that Levi was hindered in some way and for as long as the everliving silence was present, you decided to act upon it.

"Hey, can you accompany me somewhere?"

He quirks a look at you, "Uh where to? It's late right now."

Waving your hand off to him, you dismiss him and continue, "I've always wanted to visit this place near the woods here and I want you to come with me." Levi halts himself from answering as his instincts become wary and prudent, not exactly on the same page as he normally would when heeding to your requests of going out – he couldn't risk anything else happen to you. He was on edge from what you could tell.

"Levi?" you call out, siding your head to him and nudging his arm. He looks over to you as you look at him, puzzled of what he would say next. Exhaling deeply, he glances away and begins, "I guess we can..." He couldn't say no to you, even if he wanted to.

"Good! Come with me." you exclaim happily, tugging his arm with your own and to Levi, you seemed like an innocent child wanting to be taken out for ice cream – he found himself chuckling as you pull him away from the warm confines of the castle and the cool autumn breeze was a new contact to your bodies the second you swung the door open.

Autumn was arguably your favorite season of the year and Levi grew to know this from your eagerness of being outside during this time. You constantly studied new herbs that were newly implanted in the earth and pranced around the leaf piles that became packed in the forest. He, for one, thought that you had wanted to add more research for your journal but soon second guessed himself for when you were still linked onto his arm and sought his touch, to which he found endearing.

He didn't object to your attachment and was thankful that you could rely on him to protect you – without a doubt, he always would. Though, he wondered for what made you want to be with him at a time like this, secluding yourselves from everyone else while the moon and stars danced around the canvas of the night, watching as the two of you walked side by side.

"Y/n?" he says, earning a hum in response from you. "What are we doing out here?"

"You'll see, we're almost there." you plainly answer, not elaborating as much as he would like, but more so gave in defeatedly as he let you lead him to wherever it was you were taking him. It wasn't a known area – at least by what Levi could recognize minimally – however, you seemed to be aware of where the two of you walked as if you had been here multiple times. It raised a few questions for Levi, but nonetheless continued on with you and deep within, his heartbeat became more erratic as time went on...

In the next few feet, something had glimmered brightly in front of your view as if it was a spotlight shining past the canopy of overlapping trees. It had caught Levi's attention as he seemed to be mesmerized at the scene before the two of you. A lake that stretched along the ground and mirrored the thousands of stars engraved in the sky. The melodies of crickets chirping distantly across every corner of the forest and the awakening moon that shined the landscape. It was almost like a dream.

When you drew yourselves closer, your grip loosened on Levi's arm and he felt a sense of emptiness as you did so, feeling almost greedy for your touch upon him. The way your hand brushed against his, not exactly grasping it, though he desperately wanted to. He's imagined this a few times – a perfect moment in time where nothing else existed around the two of you, except the sparking tension of love he's wanted to confess for so long to you.

Situating yourself on the flats of the ground, a particular spot where an opening in between the trees gave a marvelous view of the sky. Levi hesitated, seeing how you stared up with a twinkle in your frame, your h/c locks passing against your shoulders and the way you were curled against the tree, tempted him even closer to you as he slowly picked up his pace to sit next to you.

You smile at the given distance you held with him since this was utterly new to your knowledge that Levi had never sat this close to you before. You could feel the weight of his body lean up against you, causing you to chuckle in response, wondering what had brought him upon this to happen.

"You okay?" your tone curious, but front as you look over your shoulder to glance at him. He slightly wavered, shifting uncomfortably until his knees were brought up to his chest.

"Yeah. Why do you ask?" he says flatly, but a shakiness was noticed underneath his stoic bearing.

Looking back up to the sky and shrugging, you say casually, "You seem stiff."

"Tch, it's just the cold."

"You never get cold. You're like a heating furnace!" you exclaim with the usual tease in your voice. He rolls his eyes and scolds himself for perhaps being too obvious in concealing what he had been truly feeling in the moment. He was too much of a stubborn man to admit it and you knew that.

Deep down, you knew there was something rivaling inside him, wanting to reveal something to you, but being careful of your boundaries, you waited until he was relatively relaxed and never pried him for anything he didn't want to share – so here you were, sitting inches away from the man you loved the most, your breath colliding with Levi's and the mix of the cool breeze of winter. You couldn't imagine where else you would want to be.

Levi didn't know what to say nor do. Awkwardness was much of his specialty and though he was aware of it most of the time, he had wished he could do something more for you, to make it up for his fuckups and even apologize for everything as you're awake with every part of your being now – he didn't want to be a coward anymore.

Taking in a breath, he turns to you as your eyes still remained trained on the sky above. The moonlight that highlights the features of your face, every perfect imperfection was something he couldn't take his eyes off of. He loved every constructed part of you that at some point he couldn't resist you. It was in this, that he felt as if he'd fallen in love with you all over again.

"Y/n?" You lower your head to him, humming in response as he catches himself from stumbling over his words. "I... I'm really glad you're okay." he softly whispers, his jet black locks casting his eyes away, but you could feel the tinge of strain in his voice. You were surprised he had said something so upfront with you, more so in expressing himself so openly.

Looking away, he had thought his statement sunk into you in the wrong way as he began to curse under his breath for not being the best outspoken person as he would like to be. But hearing you chuckle, he whips his head around and questions you with his look, furrowing his brows as he pleas for your answer.

"I didn't know I worried you that much." you finally voice, mumbling slightly and resting your head against the tree.

"Why would you not worry me? We've had this conversation before." he says, his face contorting in confusion as to why you'd even think he wouldn't in the first place.

"I just... thought you hated me after what happened."

You remember vividly in your mind of how cold and harsh Levi was after witnessing your death stunt earlier that day – remembering how his brows were more furrowed than usual, silence torturously ringing your ears and the snap of his tongue as he muttered, "You're so fucking reckless sometimes, do you ever think with that brain of yours?" before turning away after tending to your scratches and wounds.

Deep down, you knew you deserved it. You couldn't always save everyone no matter how strong you are.

Levi was soon to interject, not wanting to hear any more of your doubts for him. He needed you to know everything and he wasn't going to hold himself back. Firmly turning himself to you, he stares assertively into your eyes, making sure you were going to listen to every. Single. Word.

"Okay listen and listen close. I have never hated you Y/n. Never... and I'm serious. All that bullshit I was spewing at you, I didn't mean any of it. I only did that because... Because," While it seemed as though he had it straight, he couldn't keep his composure for more than a minute, but he didn't want to stop there. You waited for his next words to fall out, but what caught you off guard was what he attempted next. Bringing your form into a secured hug, he wrapped his arms around you and laid his chin on the top of your head all while inhaling your distinctive perfume and shampoo that made him want you even closer to him. He was hoping that through this, you would be able to understand the rest.

"I did it because I was scared... Scared to death."

"Of what?"

"Losing you." Even though he couldn't see your face, he knew you were stunned from the way you tensed in his arms, but he kept your body close to his and continued on, "After the deaths of my squad, I had a lot of time to think. The first thing I thought about was you. I knew I had been attached... since the beginning and to think I could lose you at any moment, scared me so much. I didn't allow myself to feel anything, let alone feel what I feel now and what I've always felt."

You so wanted to see what Levi had projected on his face in the midst of considerably allowing himself to be this passionate through his words and actions. It felt like you were with a completely different person and it almost felt natural that he had conveyed every part of himself to you, despite not doing so before. He was different but the same.

"I'd hate myself forever if anything more happened to you. To get to the point, I really care about you... a lot."

As expected, you were notably silent through it all. You still couldn't factor out his words as it seemed all a blur to you. To think you were sitting here, in Levi Ackerman's arms, the stars and moon watching over you and in a second... You felt like everything else stopped. He was such a beautiful person to you and you loved him so much. You thought that maybe he needed to know as soon as he could, quite possibly right now.

Raising your head from his chest, you look up at him with only a smile that held a loving and deep meaning to it, not letting yourself fall back any further. With just the same look, Levi implores every part of you, absentmindedly stroking the back of your head with his roughened hands and awaiting any sort of response you'd give.

"I'll let you know two things Levi."

"Yeah? What is that?"

"First thing, is that I forgive you." Something about the way Levi drooped his shoulders against your body was enough to reveal that he was indeed, relieved in every possible way. While he had much expected you to leave him soon after he had treated you, it had turned out to be the complete opposite and he couldn't have been more grateful to whatever had allowed the two of you to remain latched onto each other up until this point – he loved you too much to let you go.

"What's the second thing Y/n?"

It was clear you had been swallowing your own pride in the moment, not wanting to confess your locked feelings towards him... but even so, his face that seemed so god-like was just too irresistible to ignore. This was it, and you were going to say three words that might very well determine the cost of your relationship with this man.

"I..." you slowly iterate, the pews of your eyes remaining earnestly on his as he inched closer to your face and closing the space between your bodies that severed the two of you apart by just a few inches. He was so dangerously close that you could feel his breath fan against your lips and his gaze never dropping. Sucking in a breath, you were undeniably panicking internally but nonetheless, completed your sentence, "... love you..."

Nothing resonated from Levi, except the tightening of his hold on you and the intensity of his stare was growing. He had been waiting to hear you say those words, he's had dreams of you saying it and right now, you're the woman in front of him who had just fulfilled every part of his wishes he's ever wanted to come true. There was nothing more he could ask for and no one else he could want – his entire world was planted in his arms and shortly becoming a beautifully blushed out mess.

You feel a warm, textured hand rest against your flushed cheek, sweeping a thumb across your soft skin and keeping in mind of your soon-to-be scars that were on your face. Sighing, you press yourself more upon Levi's palm and closing your eyes in total bliss to finally feel him exploring you through his gentle touches. As you were completely focused on the light strokes of his hand, Levi saw how your lips looked so desirably plump and kissable to him, he narrowed his eyes to them and had been wanting a moment like this for as long as he could remember. He's wanted you to understand his love for you and he didn't know how long he was going to stop himself anymore.

"I wanna do something Y/n..." he suggests subtly, wanting to make sure you were fully aware of what he was going to do next.

"Sure, go ahead." you answer, opening your eyes now and returning your attention on Levi.

"If at any point you feel uncomfortable, let me know right away is that clear? I'll back off." he asserts firmly. He wasn't going to mess this up with any sort of discomfort from you because of him and he at least wanted this to be special for the both of you.

Nodding of your consent, he heaves a breath... He had never done something this intimate with anyone, let alone being it with the love of his life – he was going to make this worth it. Cupping your other cheek with his free hand, left your body in shivers and it was beyond a doubt that it wasn't because of the cold wind. The pads of his fingers delicately skimmed over every feature of your face, wanting no part left untouched. You slightly squirmed against him, anticipating for what he had planned but was then answered when you felt his lips come into contact with yours. He didn't go all in, making note of any negative reaction from you as he kept still in your view and awaited to make his full attempt. Both of your eyes were half lidded in a dire need to wash over the romantic tension the two of you had laid off for years.

You needed to express your love to him right now.

As bold as you went, you tugged him to your face with your arms looping around his neck and bringing your lips in proximity with each other. Levi was surprised by your eagerness and it threw him into a trance from what was happening – he couldn't even believe this was happening at all. The woman of his dreams, kissing him ever so fervidly and his body wholly compressed on yours. He didn't want this to end. His arms wrapped around you, keeping you locked onto him at all costs.

Biting back a groan, he tries to keep his composure as he maintains a steady pace with you, not wanting to rush anything. You took time to map out the wets of his cavern, not leaving a single corner of it unattended to. He does the exact same and once he had gotten in the groove of how sweetly you tasted, he leans in even closer and grabs a hold of your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours and gripping it onto the bark of the tree that you sat upon.

You couldn't help but raise a few breaths in the way it quickly became heated and soon, you pull yourself away, keeping your touch onto Levi by continuing to take a grasp of his hand. Never in your life had you ever felt this way for someone and the way Levi had just made you feel was more than precious in its self – he felt addicting.

He had easily crossed out every person who has courted you in your life... No one could ever compare to Levi. You had to stop yourself from going any further and decided to recount back to square one. Deeply breathing in through your airways, it seemed that Levi had also been affected from such a cherished action that he was strikingly panting from the heaviness of the moment.

Rubbing your hand up and down on the column of his spine, you try to retain yourselves back to earth and lull each other from proceeding any longer. He keeps your hand intact with his as he presses his forehead against yours, closing his eyes as he spoke, "Well? How was that?"

"Amazing... Were you always this good at kissing?" you joke, making him roll his eyes at you before slumping down into your lap and pressing his lips onto your hand that he still held.

"That was my first kiss." Impossible! You had never thought Levi had it in him to be so skilled in something he had always seemed so closed off about doing and yet he had just given you the experience of a love story that you only thought existed in the books you read.

You stare at him with a wide mouth, "How can that be?! Surely you must've kissed other people since you were so..."

"So what Y/n?" he smirks, scooting himself up to raise a glance at you. You had been partially flustered from the glint of amusement in his eyes as he remained focused on you and twirling a lock of your hair with his finger. Damn, he was too good.

"That was my first kiss too... You made it very memorable." you speak quietly, adverting yourself away from him but he had beaten you to it as he brings the tips of his fingers under your chin, hooking them to make you look back at him. He was beyond honored to be the first to lay his lips against yours and claiming them to be his and his only. He won't let a single soul touch what they shouldn't. You belong to him now.

"I'm glad you liked it." he smugly says, retracting his hand back down but you stop him with your own, seizing his movements as you clench onto his wrist.

Moving down to where his ear was you began, "I don't like it Levi... I love it." you whisper, making him feel tingles over his neck and the hairs all over his body began to stick out. It had been your turn to fluster the captain as he growled from your attempt and slammed you into his puckered and rosy lips once again.

This time, it was more dominating, fueling and administrating every maneuver of his tongue into you. You were taken aback in the way your body instantly reacted to him, gripping his shoulders, trying to keep yourself from hitting your head on anything nearby. He helps with your stability, falling his arms onto your back and keeping you upright. Hearing your whimpers and mewls, he decided that he had made a point – he wanted you to remember how his lips felt and tasted like and most importantly, he wanted to please you every single time with the abstraction of him loving on you like this.

Breaking away, the kiss left you more breathless than the first, and even a little dizzy from the fire he burned inside you. You really couldn't get enough of him. Bringing a peck to your forehead, he continues to hold you in his arms since he had no intentions of letting you go, not ever.

"Satisfied now?"

"Yep. Just perfect." you relax again, sinking into his chest and listening to the resting beats of his heart that thumped outside of his chest. You feel your eyes decline as you let out a yawn and cling onto him tighter. Just from two kisses had you on the verge of slumber and he chuckles, picking up your disheveled form in a bridal-style and settles for bringing you back into the castle. He had hoped the brats were fast asleep by the time he returned – he was not up for explaining what private happenings occurred between the two of you.

As he walked down the dirt path, you prompted Levi with a question that the answer would most likely be what you expected but you asked anyways for measures, "Hey so does this mean we're-"

"Together?"

This man's instincts ever failed to surprise you.

"How'd you know?!" The tone you had made it seem like you hardly believed him, but he only took it as more amusing and cute to him than anything.

"Hmph I just felt like you would ask."

"So I take that as a 'yes'?"

"Tch. Of course. Who else are you gonna put up with?"

"Bet you can read my mind then." you challenge, raising a brow at him and poking his cheek as you did.

"Brat. I'm not a superhero or some shit like that."

"Yeah I know. You're better than a superhero anyway." you lean closer to him, curling yourself up as he tightened his hold on you for support.

"Really?"

"Yeah... You're just Levi and to me, that's the best thing I could have."

You had such a way with words that it made Levi envious by how easily you could roll off doting phrases to him like that. He wanted to be better at that for you, making sure you knew every part of his conveyed love through everything that he could.

Cracking the door open with the ball of his foot, Levi enters with your half-sleeping body and creeps around his surroundings without making a single floorboard creak. He had pretty much memorized every part of the castle considering he had partnered with Hanji on multiple accounts for her titan captures and experiments – after that, it was only a matter of getting you back in bed.

He reached the foot of the bed frame and laid you down as if you were the most expensive piece of glass and tucked you away with the fleece blanket that hung from the side. You looked so peaceful and innocent, making him admire you for just a few minutes. Who was he kidding, he's always admired you.

He swore that you were much more worthy to look at than any painting ever displayed in a museum – you were art. He didn't want to leave, but his mind was beginning to shut off from fatigue. It had been an eventful night and it had been one where it actually left him exhausted. Normally, it would be the reports that drew him to edge of insanity, wanting to call it quits for only a few hours of sleep, even a few minutes would do. But, no... perhaps the scene of kissing you replaying in his mind was enough to beg for his eyes to close so he could see you in his dreams.

Before he could, you had already rejected the idea of him leaving. Your hand comes up into a gratifying clutch to his pinky finger and drawing him to the mattress. "Stay."

He freezes, slowly moving himself to your side and reaching for your hand that still squeezed at his finger. He lowers himself down beside you, the sheets messily rearranging and the bed squeaking down on the added weight of himself and your body together. He laid as flat and stiff as a board, straightening himself on the bed and trying to brush off the fact that he was sleeping right next to you.

Instinctively, your arms come across his chest, linking yourself onto his side and throwing your leg over his torso. He looks to you, surveying how you latched onto him so casually but then again, he remembers the times where you held one another through the bad times, fighting away your inner demons together and sometimes even snoozing on the couch in his office while shoulders touch or hands brushing up against each other. Your eyes were closed, but it didn't stop Levi from giving a coy smile at the thought of finally being with you after all this time.

If this is how every night was going to be like and every morning he got to wake up next to you, he had zero complaints.

Turning to your side, Levi brings his arms to your back, pulling you to nestle on his chest and buries his face in your hair. The slow and sustained breaths you were taking had made Levi almost drift away to sleep and for once, he felt like he could actually sleep a full night. He belonged right where you were and everything made more sense now.

Just then, you shift yourself up to look at Levi with the sleepiness present in your eyes and the sight alone was enough to make him gravitate more towards you. It seemed as if you wanted to ask him another question and so he waits for whatever it turns out to be.

"Why me Levi?"

"What do you mean?" he presses, not entirely understanding your vague way of asking him your question.

"Why did you fall in love with me?"

How could he not?

He takes a second before coming close to your ear and settled for whispering his reasoning to you. "You're the most extraordinary woman I've ever met. You're worth more than you can imagine and falling in love with you has been one of the biggest things I've never regretted." You never got tired of the way his low voice rang out in vibrations and sending a sensation through your body in which you were just coursing through with deep love and devotion for him. These were one of the many things that you loved about him.

"Well that was very sweet Mr. Romantic."

"Tch whatever." he says and slightly sheepish, but seeing that you were more than content had made him feel a little more confident in himself. Now, Levi had found that he also wanted to know what drew you so close to him in the beginning stages of your relationship. He never thought of himself so highly as one who could even manage a love life in the first place, however when you came along it had made him realize what he had been missing out on. There was so much beauty in the way love made him feel, but was also, deeply fearful of the day when he'd lose someone again. A broken man like him couldn't possibly bare the aches of what love comes with – he was well aware of what that could bring him.

With you, he couldn't stop himself from being so in love. He felt like he could take the risks no matter what, even if it meant there were to be setbacks in the future... He would still want it with you.

His hands linger on your back for a while before coming up to the rounds of your face and rubbing the pads of his thumbs on your cheek. This was when he decided to proceed asking you, "What about me? Why did you end up falling for a constipated man like me?"

You snicker under him before thinking for a moment and responding with the tendency of smiling in between your words, "I'm not sure myself, actually. I know at first, I was really intimidated by you honestly."

"Understandable."

"But then, I grew to love the little details about you... Like the weird way you hold your tea cup, the way you concentrate on your reports, the way you talk, the way you act. I love it all..." you confess with the utmost commitment in the way you spoke truthfully to him and Levi believed you with his whole heart. You talked about him like he was your favorite book and you could go on forever about how perfect this man was to you.

Hugging you even tighter than before as if you would disappear if he didn't, he was glued onto you so much so that the musk of his scent was seeping deeper through your nose and you could've fallen asleep right on the spot. There was always something uniquely comforting about Levi's smell.

He brings his hand through your hair and combs it lovingly with his slender fingers, soothing you in the most serene way – his touch was just pure magic. Kissing you on your head for the last time as a sign that he was calling it for the night and that you should as well, he breathes in before saying one more thing, "I love you... so much."

The smile on your face could be felt on his skin as you felt yourself doze off in the arms of your newly partnered boyfriend. The two of you slumbered away as the morning dawned and had forgotten all about the other companions that drew gasps and whispers the moment they had all walked in your room...

"Holy shit!! The captain and Y/n?! Seriously?!" Jean nearly shrieked, but was soon shushed by Eren in case it had disturbed either of you. He had no intentions of waking up the peacefulness of how you two slept and it was the most he had seen his superiors so restful for once.

"Do you want Captain Levi to obliterate us, horse face? We're practically snooping on them!" Eren scolds, meanwhile Connie, Mikasa, and Sasha stare incredulously in the doorway, careful as to not make any sudden sounds. Armin stood on the side, shaking his head at the recklessness of his comrades and wanting to pull them away from the scene.

"I didn't take Captain to be like that." Mikasa chimes bluntly, side-eyeing the way he had held onto you with enveloping arms and light snores filling the room.

"Do you think they..." Connie quips from behind and childishly snickers on the back of his hand. Sasha's hand brushes up against his ear lobe and pulls it mercilessly to intercept his not-so-appropriate comment.

She sighs, "It's none of our business anyway Connie. Although, we could bug him about it later~" Sasha seemed to have no fear regarding with Levi as she had gotten used to his off setting attitude – his entire squad was, in fact. They knew deep down, he had a soft spot and while it was sprinkled with a masking tough love, he truly cared for all of them as his own.

"You guys! We need to get everything ready before we set off for training! We leave as soon as the Captain is awake!" Armin finally declares, beckoning them away from the room and to the front door. Agreeing with acknowledging nods, they all turn away, leaving your coupled bodies to rest a few minutes more.

However, they weren't particularly aware that they had ears on their conversation as the eyes of the once sleeping man beside you, slowly fluttered opened and was seen with a smile on his face, the second he knew it was only the two of you left.

He had heard all of it.

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underthetree845 · 11 months

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Rambles

Armin/Reader (Drabble)

Cws: AFAB Reader, Reader is Eren’s twin sister, mentions of bullying, pre-timeskip, not dating (yet), friends to lovers, childhood friends, first love, crying, slight angst, hurt/comfort

About 2.7k words

Summary: Armin kind of breaks down and reader comforts him.

A/n: I had this idea a while back about Reader listening to Armin go on one of his passionate rambles about something he's interested in and then he feels bad, apologizes, and Reader comforts him and tells him that they love listening to him no matter what, so that's what this is:

The longer he spoke, the more impossible you found it to make yourself look away. The animated way he waved his hands, the excitement in his tone, the fact that he had chosen you to share his excitement with, and that little sparkle in his eyes; that’s how you could tell he was truly passionate about something.

It started when you two were just kids. Armin was more than used to others berating him for his ideologies and calling him a heretic. The other kids often took advantage of his small stature and left him beat up on the ground to make themselves feel bigger. Those memories gave you a repulsing feeling in your stomach that made you clench your hands into fists.

However, all this time you’ve known Armin, he’s never lost that glint that appears in his eyes. “I didn’t lose, because I didn’t run,” he would say when you found him afterward. Although you didn’t quite realize it at the time, Armin has always been ideological and wise beyond his years. He holds onto ideas of the future with an unwavering hope, like a fire that never goes out.

You were the first friend Armin ever made, followed by him meeting your twin brother Eren shortly after. You were the first person to reach out their hand, the first person who didn’t call him a heretic for talking the way he did. The first time Armin showed his book to you, he was scared. The outside world was a sensitive topic, and he knew all too well that not everyone took very kindly to the ideas and “unorthodox” dreams he had. The first time he saw your eyes sparkle with interest when he introduced the subject, he felt something thump in his chest but could not pinpoint the feeling it gave him. Nevertheless, it made him feel closer to you, safe with you, to know that there was at least one person in this living hell who cared to listen to him speak with such a sincere smile on their face.

You sighed deeply and rested your cheek in the palm of your hand as you leaned on the table in the library you were seated at. About ten minutes ago, Armin had burst through the doors, hastily apologized for being late to your study session, and begun to ramble excitedly about his time spent with Survey Corps Commander Erwin Smith. Despite their considerable age difference, the two compliment each other nicely when they work together. You have a feeling Armin looks up to the commander a lot. Apparently, they had been discussing Hange’s most recent discoveries with Eren’s titan shifting ability and theorized about mapping out a plan to retake Wall Maria. You knew immediately why this excited Armin so much. Although quite far into the future, if such a plan were to ever come to fruition, it would mean that he would get to see the sea. Out of all the things Armin read about the outside world in the (illegal) book he had inherited from his grandfather, the sea had always been what fascinated him the most. Even the way he spoke about it now sent butterflies into your stomach and a warm feeling filled your chest. You were interested too of course, but something about listening to Armin talk about it made it a million times more engaging.

You found a smile making its way onto your lips as you listened to him speak with such passion. It was adorable as it was admirable, you really hoped to experience that dream together someday. To see the ocean together. Maybe even tell him how much he really means to you…

Unintentionally, you had blanked out on the last two minutes of what he was saying, accidentally getting caught in your own thoughts as you watched him.

Armin cut himself short on what he was saying upon noticing your seemingly dazed-out expression. His heart sunk in his chest, feeling guilty for having subjected you to his ramble and failing to take notice of your disinterest.

“A-ah, sorry Y/n,” Armin chuckled apologetically, “I’ll stop now. I guess I got carried away.” He gave a forced smile and looked at the floor, dejection clear on his face.

You blinked for a few seconds before hastily clasping his hands in yours, leaning forward urgently.

“No no, Armin!” you ushered, mentally slapping yourself as you tried to recover the moment, “Please continue! I promise I’m interested.”

Armin felt his heart skip a beat at your sudden action, but the instant was overshadowed by his clouding self-doubt.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it Y/n…” Armin trailed off, looking off to the side as his feigned smile began to fade. Why are you so stupid? Armin mentally scolded himself, You love her, don’t you? You should be able to pick up on her body language better than that.

Armin began spiraling into an endless rabbit hole of harsh self-criticism and hate, you could tell by the look on his face. Your eyebrows twinged in sympathy, personally understanding the suffocating feeling all too well and knowing that if you had been a little more careful, Armin would have been kinder with himself. Not that you minded, but you found that it was often difficult and painful to get him to break these undeserved thought processes, and the earlier you stopped them, the better.

“Armin, I love listening to you talk. I adore it,” you insisted, giving his hands a squeeze, “I look forward to it every day, always. I mean it.” Although Armin felt touched by your words, he had managed to convince himself that the only reason you were helping him was out of pity. He didn’t want to just be some codependent weakling to you. He wanted to show you that he could be more than that; and that started with right now. Letting you know that you didn’t need you to pretend to like something you didn’t want to for his sake was something of a start.

“Y/n, don’t worry about it, just forget it,” he said in a forced tone of reassurance before placing a practiced smile on his face. Armin didn’t want you to feel bad for someone as undeserving as him. He had always felt like a burden to his friends, for long as he could remember. Some of his earliest memories were of getting rescued from bullies on the streets of Shiganshina by Eren, Mikasa, and yourself. Needing to be saved and being too weak to give anything in return was a feeling Armin had grown to hate. He would rather die than be a burden, and he certainly didn’t want you, of all people, to be shackled down by someone like him. “What were we going to go over today?” Armin asked, trying to change the subject back to your planned study session.

You pursed your lips in distaste when he dismissed the feeling, a new determination rising in your chest. You loved Armin more than anyone else in the world, and you would not allow him to treat himself this way a day longer. “Armin, look at me,” you commanded with a new air of seriousness in your voice. He snapped his head up to face you, your sudden tone taking him by surprise. “You are not a burden,” you stated, your tone adamant and laced with compassion. Armin felt a nail to his chest, both appreciating and wincing at the way you always seemed to be able to read his mind. You noticed the cracks in his expression, and had to stop yourself from cupping his face in your hands to lovingly lean your forehead into his. “Armin please…” you said weakly, your expression softening, “talk to me. You’re the most precious person in my life. Tell me how you’re feeling.” You heard Armin inhale sharply before hesitantly meeting your eyes and knitting his eyebrows together upon seeing how truly you wanted to be there for him.

He breathed shakily, biting back the urge to just collapse into your arms. “I don’t deserve this...” Armin replied, barely above a whisper, but you heard him loud and clear. His answer shook you to your core. Him, being undeserving of… comfort?? Why? As much as you raked your brain, you could not produce a single reason as to why your precious boy didn’t deserve all the love and happiness the world has to offer.

“Armin that’s not true…” you whispered, sympathy clear in your voice, “Why do you think that?”

“Because…” Armin choked, fighting the sting of tears in his eyes, “You all do so much for me. I cannot count how many times you, Mikasa, and Eren have saved my life. If I’m that much of a hassle to take care of, why don’t I just die?!” Armin’s voice was louder now, his breathing growing frantic as he removed his hands from your grasp to wrap his arms over his chest protectively. Your expression had grown shocked, hurt, sympathetic, loving, you weren’t sure what swirl of emotions was currently swimming in your stomach, but you knew you had to comfort the trembling boy sitting in front of you. Before you could reach your hands out, Armin continued, “I’ve never done anything but weigh you all down our entire lives. A-and that time in Trost, I just froze! You and Eren almost died because of me! What is wrong with me?! You’re all so strong so why don’t you just leave me behind? I don’t even deserve to be here. Why are you all still by my side?! I don’t understand it…” Armin’s voice broke, tears beginning to stream down his face.

It was then that you cracked. With zero hesitation, you stood up from your chair and scooped Armin to his feet to envelop him in a warm hug. Armin’s eyes widened and it took him a moment to process the situation before he melted into your embrace, burying his face in your neck. Tears continued to pour from his eyes as he hesitantly wrapped his arms around you in return. You closed your eyes and rested your chin on his neck, rubbing comforting circles into his back. “Why can’t you see yourself the way we do?” you sighed lovingly, trying to get Armin to understand, “Not everyone’s value is measured the same way. We save you from titans because we love you. You’re a sweet, loyal, and amazing person, Armin.” His cheeks flushed pink slightly at your words but he stayed silent besides small sniffles and let you continue. “I honestly believe that you’re the most valuable member of the 104th cadet corps,” you stated, “We would be lying dead somewhere without your strategies, and completely lost without your deductive skills. You are in no way a burden. I know the Commander certainly doesn’t think so. You never have been a burden, and never will be.” Armin let out a choked sob at the end of your sentence and pulled you further into himself, clinging onto your form like you were his lifeline.

You shifted slightly and gently led him down a familiar aisle in the library. The floorboards creaked under your feet as you walked, beams of sunlight getting dimmer the further you went. You two had spent so much time in this section, the shelves that held the closest thing to theories about the world beyond the walls that you two could find. Once you got to the end, your hand reached out and turned the knob of the familiar oil lamp that had lit the pages of yours and Armin’s books so many times. You approached the brown cushioned chair hidden at the end of the aisle and sat the both of you down on it, with you leaning against one corner as Armin nuzzled into your side.

His form was tense, shaky and unsure whether to give in or not. You sighed and pulled his body into your front, resting his head in the crook of your neck and beginning to soothingly run your fingers through his hair. Armin felt a hot flush on his cheeks as he continued to cry. He had never meant to break down in front of you like this. Here he was again, burdening you with his emotions, so why couldn’t he stop himself from melting into your embrace? Armin let himself relax, putting his weight on you as he rested his arms around your waist, gripping onto you as if you would disappear at any second. In that moment, as Armin nuzzled close to you, felt your warmth, enveloped himself in your loving embrace, he was reminded of the things he felt when you two first met. Your kind hand, your sparkling eyes, the genuine compassion you showed him. The feelings you gave him had only continued to grow as you two got older. Armin often found his gaze drifting to you without realizing it or absentmindedly playing with your hair at meals or during a lecture; both of which often resulted in him being teased by Eren or the other guys. You had an innate ability to calm him down instantly, but still make his stomach do backflips by simply giving him a smile that he swore could light up the world. Armin couldn’t describe it, you just mesmerized him in every way possible. You seemed to silence the voice in the back of his mind that always told him he wasn’t good enough. He wanted to be close to you, he wanted you to be happy, he wanted to be allowed to keep loving you. He would do just about anything to be standing on the warm sand beside you right now, a cool breeze blowing through your hair as you two look out onto the sea, a huge lake filled with so much salt that merchants could spend their entire lives and still not collect it all.

You smiled softly when you felt the boy relax, draping your other arm around his back as you continued to run your fingers through his hair. “Armin… I’m always right here, okay?” You said quietly, a comforting tone in your voice, “I won’t ever leave you. You couldn’t make me if you tried.”

Armin let out a light chuckle at your comment, and you felt yourself grin softly in satisfaction at being able to bring a smile to his lips. “Thank you…Y/n,” Armin whispered, letting his eyelids sink closed. He felt himself growing suddenly tired. Maybe getting so worked up had worn him out, or maybe that was just the spell your embrace had put him under. Either way, Armin began to feel his consciousness slip away as he rested, cuddled comfortably up against you.

You wore a content expression, actually beginning to feel a sense of drowsiness in your head as well. You rested your head on top of Armin’s, closing your eyes and basking in the perfect feeling of the little pocket dimension you two had created. Once you heard Armin’s breathing even out, you smiled warmly and leaned over to look at his sleeping face.

There was a moment of silence as you took the time to admire him. Although his eyes were puffy from crying, his hair was a tangled mess, and his nose had gotten red from all the rubbing, you still found your heart melting at the sight. It was moments like these that were your favorite. Ones where you got to see Armin as himself and nothing but himself. All his perfections and imperfections laid out for you to see, combined into one boy who never failed to meet you with kind eyes and the most beautiful, genuine smile you had ever seen. A boy who made your heart fill with warmth and could always shine light on your rainiest of days. “I love you…” you whispered quietly, gently pressing your lips to Armin’s forehead. Honestly… his questions were ridiculous. How could it be anyone but him? You rested your head back on top of his, and if you had continued to gaze at his face for a moment longer, you would have noticed the pink tint that creeped up into his cheeks.

Thank you so much for reading!

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whxre4hange · 1 year

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attack on titan but dodgeball hc’s

eren is most definitely trying his best to DEMOLISH the other team

nothing will stand in his way. anything that does will be crushed.

probably hits a bunch of his teammates accidentally during his rampage

mikasa is mvp

well she would be if she wasn’t constantly lurking around ereh

NO ONE WILL TOUCH EREH

has dove and skidded on the ground at least 20 times to catch the ball and/or protect ereh

armin cowered on the ground behind his teammates for the first 20 minutes and was the last one standing cause everyone else got picked off before him

tries to psych the other team out- “cmon, let’s talk it out- we can talk this out! violence isn’t the answer!” [boos] “you wouldn’t wanna hit me, would you? i’m so weak and defenceless and you would NEVE-‘ [gets hit by 5 different balls]

sasha ate 10 baked potatoes before the game and she gets stitches 30 seconds into the game

she is on the floor crawling around the whole time

‘pls im an injured woman dont throw anything at me :(‘

she also snuck a bunch of snacks into her pockets so she’s snacking at the back until someone gets her out

and she’s still snacking on the sidelines #girboss

connie does not understand what is going on, he thinks it’s catch, so he keeps throwing it at his teammates

and he’s like :’o when everyone yells at him

“ur just mad because u cant catch properly” connie no ur just dumb sweetie

jean wants to be the leader and is the control freak of the team, but no one cares about anything he says

and because eren is not petty at all, he ignores everything jean says and instead gets everyone to do the opposite

marco is the wholesome one. shakes everyone’s hand. smiles and wishes everyone good luck (including the opposing team). is the first one out because he got distracted whilst smiling and waving to his mom, who was in the crowd. yells encouragement from the sidelines. (he’s so precious PLS)

reiner is following historia around constantly trying to be a human shield

spoiler; it doesn’t work

ymir keeps intercepting anything that dares come near historia and “accidentally” whacks reiner every time he gets too close

annie is the true mvp. she’s an absolute machine. but she kicks the balls instead of throwing it. beat up the referee when he tried to tell her it was against the rules

given his size, bertholdt is seemingly an easy target

or is he? bertolto is actually a very speedy player

although he struggled to get how the game worked at first, bertoloto quickly grasped the rules and became the runner up mvp

bertrololololololol has kind of made it his mission to be annie’s back up- always catching/intercepting anything that might hit annie and attacking would-be annie attacks

very good at running, ducking - you name it, birthcontrol can do it!

erwin, surprisingly, is really really really bad at dodgeball

gives a really huge inspirational speech to his team but doesn’t understand the point of it

why throw balls when he has the biggest balls out of everyone? [this was a joke about what a great brave commander he was, not a sex joke. pls don’t cancel me]

anyways all jokes aside, he just stands there like 🧍🏼 what is going on

gets hit very quickly and sits on the sidelines researching the origins of dodgeball

hange managed to invent this robotic arm that throws dodgeballs at an insane pace

but it malfunctions and targets her & her team instead

oh and she built it legs that have suddenly started working and it’s chasing her around now

moblit is frantically running after hange with the remote screaming because he can’t find the off button

(spoiler: there is no off button. hange forgot. in her defence, she made it at 3am on a grand total of -50 hours of sleep)

levi is above this nonsense and is silently judging you all

lmao you thought. he’s lurking in the back throwing stuff at hange #pettygirlboss

some r from aot junior high but I tried to expand on them and add more stuff :) hope u enjoyed

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Everything Will Be Alright

Oneshot / A. Arlert

Armin helps you through a panic attack.

Cws; fluff, he calls you darling, discusses panic attack, mentions symptoms, pre-est relationships (Dating + living together)

Notes; I wrote this during a panic attack (not a major one, or anything) and it oddly helped me calm down

Armin carried you to his bed, the warmth of his chest filling you with a comfortable fuzzy feeling.

After he laid you down on his bed, he leaned over you to give your forehead a small kiss. How could his lips be so soft?

"Do you need anything? Some water, maybe?"

You sniffled and nodded.

"Okay, wait here for me, darling. I'll be back."

So you waited while he trotted to the cozy kitchen of his apartment.

Nausea and nerves buzzed in your body, and soothing breaths only barely helped to steady them.

The tensing feeling in your tummy only dispersed when Armin's soft face popped back into the room.

"Sorry for being a lot to handle..." You mumbled apologetically.

He looked at you adoringly and leaned one palm on the bed besides you, pressing his weight into the bed. His other hand brought a glass of crystal cold water to you.

"Don't say that. You're so good for me all the time, I couldn't dream of someone more lovable than you." He said softly, "Here, drink this for me, even if it's a little sip."

You took weak sips on the water. Ah, refreshing lukewarm water.

"Have a few more sips, just little ones — come on, just little ones." Armin coaxed gently.

His pretty eyes captured your attention. They emanated a serene, wonderful feeling that was capable of soothing your soul.

You sipped more water, but that was all you could manage. Armin set the glass down on the table next to his bed. He made sure to do that gently, because he knew how sensitive you were to sound right now. Even the smallest noise of glass hitting wood stirred your chest.

"You're doing good, darling. You're really strong, you know that?" He praised.

"Do you need cuddles?" He asked.

You nodded, and muttered a small "Yes, please."

So Armin climbed onto the bed, his weight pressing into the mattress. The sound of fabric rustling as he cozied up next to you was oddly calming.

His arms wrapped around your body, and you found yourself able to relax at last. All the knotted tension in your body disentangled.

Armin was perfectly warm, it made you feel wonderfully fuzzy. His chest was soft, the fabric of his white shirt was soft... everything finally felt as soft as it felt before your panic attack started.

You took a deep inhale. He smelled clean, and his hair had a vaguely fruity scent.

"Put your head on my chest, my Love." He spoke gently in your ear. His voice felt like a lullaby.

You laid your head on his chest, and listened to the comforting sound of his heartbeat. Finally, the dizzy swirl of life came to a still, and the loud world muted.

"Don't you worry about a thing, okay?" He said in a calm, low pitch, "I've got you safe in my arms, nothing can hurt you." He assured, and then he began to stroke your hair.

Sometimes his lowered to soothingly thumb your cheek, or kissed your head.

"Just focus on my heartbeat, and close your eyes." He said, "I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying right here with you." He assured, like he could read your racing mind.

He even hummed for you, and it was the song that reminded him of when you two fell in love. How did it go again? Do you remember? What song was it that played when you realized your love for each other?

He hushed you when you groaned.

He handled you with a gentleness that only Armin could have. His whole focus was on you, and keeping you safe in his embrace, your body pressed tightly against his body.

"I'm scared." You muttered into his shirt.

"Of what?" He asked, slowing his petting.

"Of the future... everything happens so fast these days. I don't want all the good times to end, and I just get left behind."

"Aw, my darling... don't you even worry about that, okay? The future only comes one day at a time. And you wont get left behind; I'm going to be right here with you through everything."

He giggled, and added, "I'll carry you on my back like a backpack if I have to!" He joked, and played with your nose.

Then he leaned down to bump his nose against yours, which got you laughing gently. He always knew how to get you smiling again after a rough time.

He paused, then raised his face and kissed your forehead, and murmured against it, "I love you so much, my darling angel."

You mumbled those three words right back, but in a dozy voice.

He let out a cute laugh through his nose, "So cute." He cooed.

With your body clinging to him in this position, he felt so happy. You were just his little darling.

When I edited this, I was quite taken aback at the fact I wrote this in such an awful state. It turned out better than the things I write in a good state, how does that make sense!

P.s. I'm alright! I seldom get panic attacks, and they are not severe. It's just that this month has been a bit rough with school and mental health.

#🐬Ocean Prince #fluff #comfort #armin #armin arlert #armin x reader #armin arlert x reader #armin aot #aot #snk #aot fluff #snk fluff #armin fluff #armin arlert fluff #tw panic attack #tw panic attack symptoms

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