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nightfall-kachiniko · 10 months

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༅ ｡ₓ aot girls (+hange) walking in on you dancing!

paring: mikasa x reader, annie x reader, pieck x reader, hange x reader, hitch x reader, Sasha x reader.

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𓏲·˚ ͙ mikasa

- “y/n here’s your-“ she’s cut off by the sound of you singing to the music blasting in your headphones as you dance away, too busy to notice your girlfriend in the doorway.

- she crosses her arms, leaning up against the doorway as a soft smile grows on her face, admiring you. you shriek, finally noticing her as your face gets hotter, the embarrassment heating you up like the sun. “WHEN DID YOU GET HERE-?!?” you exclaim, horrified. Your girlfriend just slightly giggles. “Go on, I’m watching”

𓏲·˚ ͙ annie

- “i know I just told you to clean up your damn-“ she interrupts herself by her silence, trying to process what the hell you’re doing when you’re suppose to be picking up your dirty clothes that she’s reminded you to pick up 10+ times already.

- “AHH ANNIE!!” you scream, startled. Her face is filled with confusion, and a hint of anger from having to remind you again. “I- pick up your damn clothes you nasty.” She says, throwing them at you. “AAA IM SORRY” she hears as she leaves the room, a blush rising upon her face.

𓏲·˚ ͙ pieck

- you danced as you dusted away, grooving off to whatever song you were listening to while singing it at the top of your lungs. It wasn’t like anyone could hear you anyway, since pieck isn’t back yet, and you can party away right? Wrong.

- you turn around to see your girlfriend as you yank the earbuds out your ears, a glowing blush appearing in your face. “AAA PIECK WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! I THOUGHT YOU GOT OFF AT 3??” she giggled before saying “i got off early today love,” she smiled, giving you a peck on the cheek as an apology for making you embarrassed.

𓏲·˚ ͙ hange

- hange twisted the handle of her office, opening the door with one hand as a new stack of papers laid in the other. But one thing she didn’t expect to see is you going at it, dancing away in her office as if it’s a club. “Partying in my own office without me?!” They said, tsking as they set down their papers. “AA HANGE! I WAS TRYING TO CLEAN YOUR OFFICE TO SURPRISE YOU!!” You shrieked, disappointed.

- “it seems like you were dancing with mwah,” she said, coming up to you. Hange starts singing horribly on purpose as she aggressively twirls and spins you around, dancing with you. “MYYYYY DARrrLLiiNNNNNNN” hange continues singing as you both burst out laughing.

𓏲·˚ ͙ hitch

- “why is there no ass shaking” you hear hitch’s voice behind you, startling you. “HITCH OH MY GOD” you say. “It’s not dancing if there’s no ass shaking” she says dully.

- “YOU GOTTA SHAKE IT GORRLLL WHOOP WHOOOOPP!!” Hitch exclaims playfully, laughing and dancing with you. you both just start messing around club dancing with no needed explanation, that is until Marlo walks in.

𓏲·˚ ͙ sasha

- “HOLD ON NOW!” Sasha says, startling you. “GET INTO IT Y/N!!!” she exclaims making you burst out laughing out of humor and embarrassment. “You lowkey got some moves!!” she says.

- “but they not better than mine.”

- “oh id like to see you try”

- “OH HELL HOLD MY FOOD!!”

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katy-pawz · 2 months

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ik im a day late but happy womens day from mikasa and annie <333

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colossal-fallout · 1 year

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Reactions *New*

AU modern - Reacting to WAP

Eren - Mikasa - Reiner - Levi - Erwin - Annie - Porco - Connie

You're driving along, and your partner insisted on driving, so you get to be in charge of the music - of course, when you see WAP appear on suggested songs, you put it on, just dying to see the reaction on your lover's face.

They're all just too precious for our world.

Song: WAP - Cardi B (Ft. Megan thee stallion)

There's some hoe's in this house...

!Taking requests for reactions!

Eren

As the song starts, his eyes flicker over to the stereo, then to you, and then back onto the road.

"Make that pull-out game WEAK!" Makes his eyebrows spring up in surprise.

His face is unreadable for the first part, almost as if he didn't notice the lyrics. But he did.

"Is this what you're into now?" He mutters nonchalantly as he turns the wheel.

You don't reply. Just observe.

"I want you to park that big Mack Truck, right in this little garage" He blinks, pulling back his head.

He's starting to wonder if you were trying to tell him something.

Turns around and is heading back home.

"E-eren, where are we -"

"You know, if you want me to fuck you I'll always happily do it. You don't need to put on a song to - "

"Eren, n-no." You try to speak through laughter as he picks up speed to get home. "It wasn't... like that, ha-ha!"

His face was blank, priceless.

"Well, too late now I've turned around. Text Jean, we're going to be a little late."

Mikasa

Mikasa doesn't notice at first. She's a careful driver and was focusing on something happening up ahead. Nothing bad, just something that required her focus.

"Bring a bucket and a mop, for this wet ass pussy." Snaps her attention. She wasn't sure if she had heard that right, her eyes widening and looking at the stereo.

"Give me everything you got! For this wet ass pussy" Nope. She heard right.

Her face deepens into a hue of crimson, her lips parting in a sheer sock.

"Y-y/n!" She gasps, totally blown away at the vulgar lyrics. "What is this?"

Her fingers fumble for the knob to turn down the volume, but you playfully bat her hand away.

"No, no." You tease. "You wanted to drive, so you said I could pick the music."

Throughout the song, her face was locked into a worried frown her face getting redder and redder as it went on.

"My innocence..." She whispers when it finally ends.

You'd literally ruined her entire day, those images of Cardi B's wet bajingo invading her mind. It took her until dinner later for her to see the funny side. But until then, she isn't best pleased with you until then.

Reiner

Reiner is uncomfortable as soon as the intro begins. But he gives it a chance in silence.

What the hell is a Kegal? He thinks, totally innocent and oblivious. But he doesn't really want to say anything, thinking you're enjoying the song. He doesn't want to ruin it for you.

Is this what people listen to? His eyes dart over to you, doing a little jive dance.

A pink hue colours in the tops of his cheeks and nose, the lyrics just reminding him of the intimate times he's had with you, his love.

"I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp, I wanna gag, I wanna choke." He lets out an involuntary squeak, clearing his throat immediately after, pretending he has to cough.

"Are you okay?" You ask, holding in your laughter to the best of your abilities.

He nods, pretending he has no idea what your concern is for.

The song ends and he is tense, wide-eyed and still a blushing mess.

"What did you think?" You ask, innocently.

"I think that woman needs to find someone nice to fulfil her needs."

You can't get over how precious he is at times.

"And I think some things should be kept private."

"They certainly do." You sigh happily looking at the sweetest man you've ever met.

Levi

Don't expect much of a reaction from Levi. Before the first verse even ends, he switches it off. And he's lightning fast.

"We're not listening to that filth."

He's not dumb, he knows you were trying to wind him up, so he's a little huffy with you for an hour or so afterwards.

When you reach your destination and Erwin greets you (meeting up for lunch) he asks how you are.

"I was great until my ears were assaulted by the worst song I have ever heard." He mutters, still huffy.

He lightens up about it, but don't expect a laugh or anything.

Erwin

Eyes flicker a little wider for a moment, but after that not much of a reaction.

His eyes snap to you now and again to gauge your reaction, wondering if you'd put it on by mistake and you hadn't noticed.

The song ends.

"Well now." He comments. "There were indeed some "hoes in that house. I think I said that right."

Erwin is clever. He's turning your prank back onto you.

"Is that how it's said, y/n? Hoe's?"

"Erwin - "

"And that 'dangling thing in the back of her throat' is called a uvula."

"I don't think she - "

"So there are hoes in the house. They have a... was it WAP?"

These things did not sound right coming from Erwin.

"The storytelling was tremendous."

"Okay, Erwin I get it please sto -"

"Catchy too. I think i'll add it to my playlist." He then begins to sing, to your horror. Monotone, and flat yet he still goes for it. "Got me thinking about that wet ass pu-"

"Okay Erwin, you win! Just please, god, stop!"

He smirks. Chalk up yet another victory for Erwin. He knows you'll never play such music in his presence again.

Annie

Annie doesn't seem phased in the slightest. She continues driving without a word, her face never changing from its usual stern expression.

"That song was disgusting." She eventually says when it's over. "Never play it again while I'm here."

"Okay..." you reply, disappointed in her reaction.

"Not a single person could realistically give anyone that. Bought her a phone? Just to see pictures in between her legs? Hasn't he heard of pornhub?"

"Woah, jesus Annie I don't thin -"

"She's either full of it or she likes to pull pathetic simps."

"It's just a son-"

"Music is art. That wasn't art."

"That's subjective really isn't it?"

"No."

Porco

Porco bursts into a giggle after the first verse. "What the hell is this, y/n?"

Starts to bob his shoulders to the rhythm. "Catchy though."

"She wants him to what?!" He laughs.

He laughs pretty much through the entire thing and when it ends, he pulls over to the side of a street, undoing his seatbelt."

"Porco? What are you-"

"You want me to do that to you?" He turns to face you with a devilish grin.

"N-no!" You joke, laughing as he lunges over and assaults your neck with kisses that tickle.

"Aw, but I wanna 'tie you up like you're surprised'" He jests, laughing as he grabs your waist.

"Okay, okay, I get it!" You laugh as he continues his tickle assault.

"That's what I thought." He grins, stopping and pecking your cheek. "Come on, we're gonna be late."

Connie

You're not surprised, to be honest when he exclaims; "Oh! I love this song!"

Sings it word-for-word. Dancing. The whole package.

Lowers his windows and turns up the volume.

It's you who squirms in embarrassment as he yells out the window; "CERTIFIED FREAK - SEVEN DAYS A WEEK!"

You end up turning it off, resulting in a whine from him.

"Aw, you're no fun y/n."

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strgglebug · 2 years

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I love mikannie rockstar au

#aot #aot fanart #attack on titan #aot high school au #aot annie #aot mikasa #attack on titan mikasa #mikasa ackerman #attack on titan annie #annie leonhart #annie leonhardt fanart #mikasa fanart #mikannie

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fr3sh-tragedies · 1 year

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Overprotective

[Attack On Titan] Modern! Annie Leonhart x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Proofread: Yes

Content Warnings: Physical fighting, blood, violence, derogatory terms, strong language

[A/N]: I plan on doing three stories in a row for each character I write for, and then when I finish writing for all the ones I have planned, I’ll likely start over with the same characters. Also, if you have any requests, feel free to let me know! Please let me know if it’s a preference, imagine, or one-shot. I also plan on making a masterlist and pinning it so you can find things easily that way.

Enjoy!

“Alright. Have a good weekend, Annie. I’ll see you on Monday.” Annie gave a small smile and waved, slugging her bag over her shoulder as she headed out the classroom door. She pulled her phone out from her hoodie pocket once she was halfway down the hall and clicked [Y/N]’s contact. She sent a quick text to let her know that she was on her way. [Y/N] responded quickly, then Annie stuffed her phone back in her pocket. She let out a heavy sigh and rubbed her eyes. This week had been hell on her–physically and mentally. Finals for the end of the first semester were coming up, and even though she usually never studied for anything, [Y/N] had been urging her to so she did well. After some convincing (promises of donuts if she did well on the exams), Annie agreed and started staying after school and staying up late to study.

It’s not that she hated the idea of studying–she actually enjoyed the thought of improving grades with just a little extra effort. She just never had the time or energy. Her father always had her train each night, save for Fridays, which always left her utterly exhausted. Her headaches grew worse each day, both due to the lack of sleep and the constant studying for classes she struggled in, but she wanted to do well. Sure, the donuts would be a nice reward for her hard work, but in reality, she wanted to make [Y/N] proud–she wanted her to see that she could do well with the right amount of encouragement. [Y/N]’s view of her was much more important to her than her father’s. She loved this girl. She wanted to make her happy and help her get through every hard day.

She’d stay up late in her room studying for algebra and chemistry exams, and any time she felt the urge to fall asleep or get on her phone to distract herself from all the equations, she’d think of how [Y/N] would smile if she even passed these tests. She’d think of the warm, comforting hug that she was so addicted to. She just wanted [Y/N] to be proud of her.

[Y/N] was perfect in her eyes. She was her muse–her reason to keep going. She was–

“--A prude.”

Annie halted her movements and listened to the conversation taking place just around the corner. “C’mon, Andrew. [Y/N]’s not a prude.” Annie’s heart dropped at the mention of [Y/N]’s name. She stepped silently against the lockers to get closer to the two boys talking. “Yes, she is! Damn bitch is too worried about her grades. She should’ve let me help her feel good at that party. She wouldn’t have been able to walk for weeks.” “Yeah, and if you keep talking like that and Annie finds out, you won’t be able to walk for weeks either. It’ll just hurt way worse.” “Pfft, whatever. I could kick her ass with ease.” “You know damn well she’d flip you within a second. You’re not impressing anyone with your big talk.” “Either way, [Y/N] shouldn’t have turned me down.”

“Well, looking at you, I can see why she did,” Annie retorted as she stepped into view. Both boys froze and turned towards her. “A-Annie! Oh god, how much of what Andrew said did you hear?” She didn’t reply, but they could tell by the cold, darkened look on her face that she had heard pretty much everything. The boy who had been defending Andrew readjusted his bag on his shoulders and started walking the other way. Andrew tensed. “What do you–Hey! Marco, where the hell do you think you’re going?” “I’m gonna get out of the way. You have fun getting both of your legs broken.” Andrew scoffed and looked over at the blonde with his arms crossed.

“So, you’re gonna try to break my legs, huh?” Annie shrugged, her expression now eerily calm. “I was just gonna beat the shit out of your hideous face, but breaking your legs sounds more fun.” “Excuse me?” “Oh, don’t worry, I’m still gonna break your face. After you look in the mirror, you should finally see why my girlfriend won’t sleep with you. Or any girl, for that matter.” Andrew scoffed again and dropped his bag, getting himself into a very poor stance. Annie rolled her eyes and shrugged her bag off and onto the floor, not caring that her laptop was still inside, then rolling up her sleeves and getting into a much more refined stance than her opponent.

They stood there for a while, neither one wanting to make the first move. Andrew smirked after a moment. “What’s the matter, blondie? Too scared to throw the first punch? Afraid I’ll knock out your teeth?” Annie’s eyebrows furrowed. “No, just thinking of the best way to kick your chest through your back. Shouldn’t hurt too bad. Doesn’t seem like you have a heart for me to hit.” Andrew laughed. “You don’t need to project your own insecurities on me. I don’t understand why your girl won’t leave you for someone better. Guess she’s even dumber than I thought.” That sent Annie over the edge. She snapped, quickly stepping forward and thrusting her leg forward against Andrew’s calf. He stumbled back a bit but didn’t fall. Annie huffed.

Damn it, you need to calm down. Every time you get worked up like this, your movements get clumsy.

She got back into her stance, taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm her increasing rage. “I thought you were supposed to be good at fighting, Leonhart. Doesn’t seem like you’ll be able to protect that bitch you call your girlfriend.” Annie felt her teeth grinding against themselves as she clenched her jaw. Her gaze quickly flickered down to Andrew’s knees, knowing she needed to kick the back of them to get him down. She tried again to step forward and kick, but he caught her leg this time. Her eyes widened as he threw her leg up and tossed her down onto her back. She grunted as she came into contact with the ground, her mind screaming at her to get up and get him back. Andrew reacted before her though, standing over her and crouching down. He grabbed the collar of her hoodie and pulled her upwards as his fist came down fast. He struck her repeatedly before standing and kicking her hard in the stomach.

Annie groaned in pain, her nose, lips, and a part of her right cheek bleeding. Her skin had already started to bruise. Andrew stood there for a moment, watching her before walking over and grabbing his backpack. He slipped it on his shoulders and began walking away. “I told Marco I could kick your ass. Maybe when [Y/N] sees what I did to you, she’ll finally realize I’m the one she should be with.” Annie coughed, straining her entire body as she propped herself up on her arms. “She won’t date you, you bastard. You’re a horrible person.” Andrew stopped and turned to her, a cocky smirk painting his lips. “Well, unlike you, at least I can actually protect her.”

Adrenaline pumped its way through Annie’s veins, finally allowing her to get back on her feet. Andrew had already started walking away again, so he didn’t realize Annie was running towards him in time. Just as he turned around at the sound of her rapid footsteps, her fist had already come into contact with his head, sending him spiraling to the ground with a thud. He groaned and caressed the spot she had struck. “Ugh, you bitch!” He got into a stance once he managed to stand again, but Annie had already lunged forward. She swept her leg to the side as it made contact with the side of his leg, allowing her to hook her foot around and catch the back of his knee. She kicked with all of her strength, breaking his leg with an inhuman force as he cried out in pain and fell to the floor.

As he curled into himself on the ground, Annie rolled him onto his back. He opened his eyes and looked up at her weakly. “Take back what you said about [Y/N],” the blonde huffed out, her shoulders slumped. “As if. She’s a prude no matter how you spin in. And you’re disgusting for stealing her from someone who’s way better than you.” Annie growled and lifted her leg high in the air before bringing her foot down directly onto Andrew’s nose at full force. He cried out in agony. Before his hands could fly up to shield his face, Annie stomped on his face again, and again, and again. Finally, she stepped back with a pant, her nails almost digging into her palms hard enough to make them bleed.

She wanted so badly to say something–to threaten him to leave [Y/N] alone, but exhaustion had overwhelmed her body. She weakly grabbed her bag and shrugged it onto her shoulder. She stumbled down the hallway, limping as she made it a few feet from the exit. She panted for breath, leaned against one of the lockers as she rolled one of her sleeves back down and used it to wipe away the blood from her nose and mouth. She pulled her arm back to look at the stain, wincing at how much of it there was.

She carried on, her muscles growing weaker and feeling heavier as she made her way to [Y/N]’s house. Thankfully, she had already made plans with the girl to stay with her for the weekend, meaning she wouldn’t have to hear her father lecture her on her fighting abilities until Monday. The walk to her house felt like it was stretching out forever. By the time she finally made it to [Y/N]’s doorstep, Annie was on the verge of collapsing. She knocked on the door weakly. She waited a while, not sure if she had knocked hard enough for [Y/N] to hear, but just as she reached for the doorbell, the door swung open.

“Annie, holy shit! What happened to you?” Before Annie could respond, [Y/N] yanked her inside and took her bag. She dropped it to the floor and turned to close and lock the door. After the second lock had been turned, she spun on her heel and stared at the blonde who couldn’t meet her gaze. “You wanna tell me what happened this time?” Annie started to sway unsteadily, her face growing pale. [Y/N], upon seeing this, stepped forward quickly and grabbed her arm, leading her to the couch and letting her sit down. “Woah, hey, hey…just rest for a minute, okay? I’ll go get the med-kit from the medicine cabinet.” Annie could only nod as the [h/c] girl rushed to the hallway by her parents’ room. She returned a short moment later with a small white box.

“Is it just your face that got hit?” Annie didn’t speak, her hand trailing over to rest on the part of her stomach that had been kicked. [Y/N] sighed as she sat down beside her and took out some ointment and bandages. She cleaned off the partially dried blood smudged against the blonde’s skin before applying some ointment to a cotton pad and dabbing the small cut on the side of Annie’s cheek. The blonde hissed and turned away. “I know, hun, I know, but if I don’t clean it, it’s gonna have a higher chance of getting infected. Do you really want that to happen?” Annie stayed silent for a moment before shaking her head and turning her head back. [Y/N] smiled at her, though she couldn’t meet her eye, and finished treating the small wound.

She grabbed a bandage and gently placed it to cover the treated area. She smoothed it down with the pad of her index finger, then took a different kind of ointment out. “This will help your bruises heal a little quicker. And if it doesn’t, it’ll at least ease some of the pain.” Annie nodded. [Y/N] unscrewed the cap and scooped up a bit of the gel with two of her fingers before bringing it up to the blonde’s face. She gently applied it to the already bruised patches of skin, massaging it in until it was nearly dry to the touch. “Alright, now do you want to rub some of this on the spot on your stomach, or do you want me to?” “You…” “Okay. Lift your hoodie and shirt a bit so I can see it.”

Annie did as told and lifted her clothes up just far enough to reveal the nasty bruise forming on her abdomen. “Jesus, Annie. What the hell did you do? I’ve never seen you get beat up this badly before. Usually, you don’t even have a scratch.” “I know, I just…I lost my temper.” [Y/N] hummed and scooped up another small amount of the ointment before bringing it down to apply it to her stomach. Annie shivered at how cold it was. “You seem to be losing your temper a lot recently. What’s going on with you?” The blonde shrugged and looked away, guilt rising up in her chest. [Y/N] had asked her multiple times not to get into any more fights, and each time Annie said she wouldn’t, but the second she heard anyone making fun of the [h/c] girl, she went into a blind rage.

“I’m guessing that, based on your silence, it was about the same thing as usual?” Annie nodded. [Y/N] sighed, letting the ointment dry before pulling the articles of clothing back down to cover it. “Annie, you know I don’t like it when you fight for me like that.”

“Well, I’m not just going to let them talk badly about you like that, [Y/N]! It pisses me off so much that people can’t see what a great person you are, and then decide to assume things about you!” [Y/N] froze, the two of them staring at each other. Neither one of them had expected that outburst. Usually, Annie was the one listening to [Y/N] scold her or rant to her. It was a rare occasion to hear the blonde get so worked up over something, even though they’ve known each other for years. Annie sighed after a moment, looking down at her hands that were resting in her lap. “I’m…I’m sorry. I just want to protect you.” [Y/N] smiled softly, sighing as she shook her head. “It’s okay, Annie. I’m really grateful you do everything you can to protect me. I just wish you wouldn’t get physical about it all the time. I hate seeing you so exhausted and hurt.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

They sat in silence, not really sure what to say. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable though. They both often enjoyed just being able to sit quietly together, simply enjoying the other’s presence. [Y/N] broke the silence this time though. “Did you win though? You kicked his ass for me, right?”

Annie chuckled, a smile finally making its way across her lips. “Yeah, I did.” [Y/N] grinned and put everything back in the med-kit before placing it on the coffee table. “Good.” The quietness returned to the room. At length, [Y/N] gently nudged Annie’s arm with her elbow, prompting the blonde to look over at her finally. “Hey, I’m proud of you. You know that, right?” The blonde’s heart fluttered. A deep, crimson blush dusted her cheeks as she smiled uncontrollably. She nodded. “Yeah.” The [h/c] girl snickered at her expression and leaned forward, softly pulling Annie into one of those warm hugs she enjoyed so much. Annie stiffened momentarily before melting into her embrace and hugging her back tightly–even though it hurt like hell to force her muscles to move that way.

“I love you, Annie. Even if I scold you a lot for getting into fights. I truly do love you.” Annie smiled even wider and nuzzled into the crook of [Y/N]’s neck. “I love you too.”

They stayed like that for a long while before finally leaning back to look each other in the eye. [Y/N] gently rubbed the blonde’s arms. “Can you please promise me that you won’t get into any more fights for my sake?” Annie smiled. “I don’t think I can promise that entirely. I’ll try not to pick fights when people talk shit, but I want you to know I won’t hesitate to sock someone in the jaw if they lay a hand on you.” [Y/N] giggled, and oh, how Annie adored that sound. “Alright, fine. But just know that if you show up on my doorstep like this again, I’m not gonna baby you and treat your wounds. You’ll have to do that yourself.” The blonde rolled her eyes, though her smile never faltered.

“Fair enough, I guess.”

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helenkwara · 1 year

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𝗳ᰓꙆꙆ𝗈𝗐 𝗺𝖾 𝗳ᰓr #𝗺𝗈 re

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anime-world210 · 1 year

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autumnmobile12 · 2 years

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Annie in Mourning

#attack on titan #annie leonhart #victorian era #victorian aesthetic #shingeki no kyojin #annie #female titan #mourning clothes #attack on titan annie

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thyr1a · 1 year

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Aruani Headcanons part 2!

part 1 | Twitter

warnings: non - Fluff, sfw

* When the two of them first moved in together, it felt a lot more natural than they first thought it would. They got used to each others company very quickly.

* In the mornings, Annie would lay on top of Armin to stop him getting out of bed so they could cuddle. He found it cute and always gave in, causing both f them to be late for work ,which raised a few eyebrows

* Both Annie and Armin are VERY clingy towards each other, occasionally unintentionally making everyone else in the room slightly uncomfortable.

* Annie calls Armin “Hot stuff” (It’s a running joke),

* Armin calls Annie “my Love” (Sweet and adorable)

* Annie’s dad adores Armin (who wouldn’t) and he always asks Annie when he’s coming over next (earlier into their relationship.)

* When they moved in together, Mr Leonhart came over a lot with baked goods for the two of them.

* The one time Annie was mad at Armin he slept on the couch, but she missed him too much so woke him up to drag him back to bed. She forgot all about why she was mad at him when she woke up the next morning.

#Aruani #aruani aot #armin aot #annie aot #aot #attack on titan #attack on titan annie #attack on titan armin

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nightfall-kachiniko · 2 years

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𓏲· AOT girls (+Hange) having a nightmare

cw: includes, mikasa x reader, annie x reader, pieck x reader, Hange x reader, hitch x reader. Gender neutral?

tw: death! mention of death, nightmares, night terrors, crying.

𓏲·˚ ͙ mikasa

“Y/n..” a small whisper filled the dark, silent room. You softly pried your eyes open, turning your head to behind you. “Mika..?” You tenderly mutter in confusion, turning to face the woman. “Baby, what are you doing up..?” You asked her. “Well, uhm..I..” Your wife struggled to form a sentence, stuttering over her words. Although she couldn’t say it, her face could. Her eyes, resisting to meet yours. Her more stoic demeanor now anxious. A small glint of sweat on her forehead, as her breathing quickened. “Did you have a nightmare, darling?” You questioned, a worried expression appearing on your face. The woman slowly nodded, guilt rising in her eyes. “Aww miki,” You yearned, “Come here, sweetie.” Mikasa scooted closer to you as you wrapped your arms around her waist. “I’m sorry I woke you up..” Her soft voice spoke. “Honey, you know it’s alright..” You reassured, pecking her cheek with a kiss. “It must’ve been really scary for you to wake up like this.” Your wife softened at your grasp, her heart beating so fast you could feel it on your chest. “Yeah..” Mikasa whispered. “What was it about?” You asked, your hand rubbing circles onto the woman's back. “Y-you..” She finally spoke after a few seconds passed. “It was about you.” Her arms tightened around you, the tensity in her grasp. “I couldn’t.. get to you..” Sadness sparked in the woman's voice, a cry held back in her voice. You softly smiled, kissing her on the cheek. “Missy that would never happen darling.” You felt as her breath became more hastily. “I promise,” You said, kissing her head.

𓏲·˚ ͙ annie

The quiet muttering of your wife woke you up with concern. Your eyes laid on her, to find Annie curled up on the side of your bed. “Anne?” You called out to her. Her quick breathing filled the air, as your bedside light was already turned on. “Y/n?” She answered rather quickly, jolting her head up from her knees. “Sh*t, hun, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up,” Annie wiped the tears on her eyes on her sleeve. “Annie what happened dear?” You asked the woman as she pulled covers onto her. “It’s nothing Y/n, just go back to sleep.” She avoided eye contact as her eyes gazed onto the floor. “Love, please tell me,” You pursued, pushing the hair out of her face with your hand. You softly cupped her cheek as you lifted her head up. Tears formed in the blondes eyes, a small sob escaping from her lips. You quickly pulled her into a hug, shushing her and rubbing her back. “I’m sorry,” Annie croaked, a cry in her tone. “It’s alright baby,” Your voice filled the air along with her whimpers. “Another nightmare?” You asked your wife. “It’s so stupid..” She replied back in your chest. “Annie it is not stupid,” You pulled back to face her, sticky tears streaming down her face. “It’s alright to no be okay.” The small light from your beside lamp was the only brightness filling the room. A glistening of it in the reflection of Annies eyes. “I’m always here..”

𓏲·˚ ͙ pieck

You sat at your desk doing late night paper work. The darkness of the night sky filling your window, as the stars and moon glistened at a nearby waterfall. All of a suddenly, your door creaked open. “Y/n?” Your wife’s voice called out. You spun around in your chair. “Yes darling, I’m almost finished with the-” You were cut off by Peick’s figure clashing into you, her arms swiftly wrapping around your waist. “Someone must be happy to see me huh?” You joked, not noticing the sadness in the room until tear dropped fell on your shirt. A change in the armona as you realized Peick’s shaking figure, small sobs escaping her lips. “..Piki?” Your tone quickly transitioned from playful to concern. You wrapped your arms around her, worry on your face as you did so. “Sweetie, what’s wrong?” Cries filled the room as you sat in your chair confused. “Peick..” You questioned again. “I couldn’t save you, I couldn’t save you..” Peick whispered over and over again. “Baby? What do you mean?” Realization finally hit you as you hugged your wife back tighter. “Did you have a nightmare..?” You questioned as the woman continued to hysterically cry. Peick responded with a small nod, shaking her head closer to you. “Oh peick bear..” You held her in your arms as she cried. “It’s okay baby,” Your reassurance eventually was to of use as the woman in your arms slowly calmed down. “I’m always going to be here for you..”

𓏲·˚ ͙ hange

“Hange.!” You shook the commander awake as they shot up in fear. “Han..” You muttered as your partner catched her breath. Their hand laid on their heart, still not realizing the reality around her. Hange jolted their head towards you, “Hange, honey are you okay?” worry laid upon your face as one of your hands reached for hers. Grasping her hand in yours, you held it in reassurance.”Sweetie, you were muttering and shaking in your sleep.” After a few breaths, they pulled theirs away. “This job.. Isn’t for me..” They shuddered. Confusion spread across your face as they sighed to themself. “I’m.. I can’t do this anymore.” Hange’s face turned to realization as you hugged them, cuddling her head into your shoulder. “You are strong, Love.” You spoke, “I haven’t seen anyone as hardworking as you.” Her eyes batted to the side. “Erwin was.” You pecked a small kiss on their head before saying, “You are doing the best with what you have. For being a commander for only four years and being forced into war, you’re the only reason why most of us are alive.” Hange sniffled, wrapping their arms back around you. “Yeah, and for others being dead as well..” They sighed. “You can’t control that my love,” You explained, kissing her on the head. “You’re doing amazing baby, I’m so proud of you,”

𓏲·˚ ͙ hitch

Another quiet night in the living room as you read your favorite book. You weren’t as focused on the time as you were drawn into the story in your hands. An adventure mystery, a suspenseful story line. Then all of a sudden, you heard your wife call out your name. The panicked tone in her voice made your steps quicker as you ran to the bedroom, swinging open the door. “Y/n..” She said, tears faint in her eyes as she sighed. “Hitchy, baby what happened?” You sat down on the bed next to her, her head leaning on your shoulder. Hitch swallowed her nerves, trying to control her breathing. You placed a kiss on her head, looking into her eyes. “I.. sorry babe.. I just had a bad dream,” The woman said, guilt in her voice. “Hey, that’s okay..” You smoothed her, pulling her into your arms. “Wanna talk about it..?” You questioned as she stared back blankly. “No..” Hitch faintly said, red coming across her face. “It’s embarrassing..” She sighed. “Honey, everyone has bad dreams..” You explained, rubbing her back with your hand. “Yeah but-” your wife groaned, “This is so stupid..” You let out a faint scoff. “Well I’m sure if it was that stupid, you wouldn’t have been calling for me, huh?” You softly laughed, trying to lighten the mood. “Just- promise me you won’t leave me.” Hitch said, cuddling into the crook of your neck. “Of course not my love.”

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Sweets

[Attack On Titan] Modern! Annie Leonhart x G!N Reader

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[A/N]: Sorry for kinda just...disappearing! I've had a bunch of exams already, and I got overwhelmed. I'm working on different stories/preferences/imagines for all kinds of characters, so bear with me as I try to start writing again! Also, thank you all so much for the support on my first three posts! I was really nervous to post my works on here, but I'm so relieved to know you enjoy them!

I hope you enjoy this as well!

-Okay, so–

-We know Annie has a sweet tooth and absolutely loves sweet foods like pastries

-So, when she comes home one day to the smell of something deliciously sweet, wandering into the kitchen to investigate who could be responsible for her mouth watering and stomach growling, she’s surprised to see you in front of the oven

-She examines you for a moment

-You’re in a apron dusted in flour and sugar, and your hair is tied back to keep it out of your face

-She has always adored seeing you get focused and enthusiastic about your interests, so when she sees your concentrated face as you level off the cakes, she can’t bite back the smile that paints her lips

-You can bake?

-And it actually looks and smells good?

-She falls in love all over again

-After a moment of her staring, you finally notice her

-You turn back with a smile and wave

-”Oh, hi, Annie! You’re just in time! Wanna help me frost and decorate these cakes? I’m making them for Sasha’s birthday.”

-She absentmindedly nods and walks over to you

-She takes a small part of the layer of cake you had cut off to level it, pops it in her mouth, and hums

-Her outward reaction is minimal, but inside she’s ecstatic

-Not only does your cake look and smell good, it tastes incredible too!

-She fails to realize that a cheeky grin crosses her face, so she’s really confused when you chuckle

-”I’m guessing it tastes good?”

-She looks at you in confusion

-You point to your own mouth and then to her

-She finally registers that she’s smiling and blushes, turning her head away to hide herself a bit

-She still nods though

-You smile and turn back to the cakes

-At length, she turns back and watches as you layer the cakes with buttercream

-”What do you need me to do?” She asks

-”Oh. I was gonna see if you could help with the decorating. You’re really good at painting and drawing and stuff, so I feel like it’ll look way better if you decorate it instead.”

-If Annie’s blush wasn’t noticeable before, it certainly was now

-Sure, she’s used to getting compliments, but never on her personal hobbies

-And the fact that compliment came from you? Her favorite person?

-That alone made her heart flip

-”O-Oh, uh…sure.”

-She mentally slaps herself for stuttering

-You nod and finish putting the cakes together

-Once you finish, you wash your hands and dry them before handing her a spare apron

-She puts it on and waits as you gather the materials

-”What exactly is she wanting on the cake?”

-”Oh, she said she wanted something, like…forest-themed? I wasn’t entirely sure what to do with that. That’s kinda why I was hoping you’d agree to helping me decorate.”

-You let out a nervous chuckle

-Her expression is dead serious, however, as she puts a finger to her chin, the gears in her head visibly turning

-She takes her art very seriously

-She’s not going to goof around for this

-She grabs a piping bag with green frosting and gets to work

-You watch her for a bit, occasionally asking if there’s anything she needs help with, but she only shakes her head each time, her eyebrows furrowed together as she focuses on keeping her hands steady

-You realize after a moment that she wants to work on this on her own

-Instead of standing around and just watching her, you work your way around her and clean up the mess from everything else

-She’s still working by the time you finish, so you head into the living room and put on a movie

-It’s nearly two hours later when she emerges from the kitchen, small splatters of green and brown icing peppering her face and apron

-”I'm finished if you want to take a look.”

-She seems almost shy as she says this

-As stated before, she takes her art very seriously because it’s a very important personal hobby to her

-She wants you to approve of her work

-Your opinion is very important to her, even if she’s not the best at expressing it

-You smile and walk with her back over to the counter

-Leaning over to get a full view of the cake, your lips part themselves in awe

-You stay silent a little too long as Annie watches anxiously, and she assumes the worst

-”If you hate it, you can just tell me…”

-You turn to her, confused, barely realizing why she seems so upset

-”Oh! No, Annie, I don’t hate it at all! I love it. I-I’m sorry it came across that way. I’ve just…I’ve only seen your art a couple times. It just always blows me away how you know just what to do with the colors and concepts. You truly are incredible at doing what you love.”

-Your words make her heart flutter, yet another layer of blush dusting her cheeks

-She bows her head down to stare at her feet, unsure of how to properly thank you for your compliments

-Finally, she mumbles a soft, “thank you,” before wringing her hands together

-”Do you mind if I take a picture?”

-She shakes her head and takes the time you use to snap a photo to calm herself down

-You both wait for the icing to dry a bit before covering the cake and storing it in the fridge

-As you take your aprons off, Annie taps your shoulder

-You turn to find her blushing yet again and averting her gaze

-”U-Um…If you, uh…If you need help decorating anything next time you bake something, I’m willing to help.”

-You don’t respond, so she finally looks up

-Her blush worsens as she sees you staring at her with a warm smile, your eyes soft and welcoming

-”I think that’s a really good idea, Annie. We could be a little baking team.”

-She rolls her eyes at your slight enthusiasm, but she still smiles at the thought

-Each time you bake something after that, no matter how small, Annie’s always there to decorate it with or for you

-Sometimes you’ll switch things up

-She’ll bake the treat, with plenty of your guidance, and you’ll decorate, with constant suggestions and reassurances

-Holidays are especially fun because she gets really extra with designs and colors

-On Halloween, she’ll decorate your cookies and cupcakes to make them look like creatures such as spiders and roaches

-It always grosses everyone else out at first, but they truly do admire both the taste and the visuals

-Annie starts to get more compliments on her art and even starts to share it publicly

-She creates an Instagram account after plenty of your encouragement and occasionally posts pictures of her sketches, paintings, and always tags you in her posts of what you’ve created together

-Gains a large following rather quickly, and she’ll never admit it out loud, but she’s much happier and more confident in her work

-After a while, she even starts to consider going back to college to finish her Major in Art

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