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n-agiz · 1 year

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TENDERㅤ fwb! eren yeager x gn! reader — fluff + suggestive [ 1.5k+ wc ] cws mentions of drinking ! MDNI

ㅤeren yeager wasn't someone you would describe as tender, but with how peaceful he looked in that moment, you couldn't help but think that he was just that after all.

eren yeager wasn’t someone you would describe as tender.

he wasn’t particularly unsympathetic or rough either, but his gentleness wasn’t great enough for tenderness to be the first thing to rise up to the top of your head whenever you thought of him. recklessness maybe, or even determination and stubbornness, but definitely not tenderness. eren yeager wasn’t someone characterized by tenderness, at least not in most situations, but as you stared at him in that moment, you couldn’t help but feel the sweet sensation of it fill your chest.

he looked gentle, peaceful, ethereal even, and you didn’t understand why eren of all people was making those adjectives be the first ones to pop at your mind while you looked at him, but you also weren’t complaining, because for some reason, they felt comforting. you felt safe, even if the man laying by your side was fast asleep and in no way capable of actually doing anything to protect you, and you also felt calm, as if an invisible ocean of peace had just swarmed you. eren yeager wasn’t someone who should be giving you such comfort, the relationship you two shared too shallow for that, your physical attraction towards one another the only thing that brought you together and yet, you couldn’t stop such feelings from taking over you, and that scared you, because you knew that as soon as he woke up, everything you were thinking about and feeling so overwhelmingly would have to be immediately discarded and left in the past if you wanted to be able to still share a bed with him every now and then.

eren’s lids were slid shut, his chest rising up and down calmly and his lips ever so slightly parted, the way his long hair drew messy waves over his pillow comical. you had seen that sight uncountable times before, that being what usually greeted you on saturday or sunday mornings whenever you two met up over the weekend after having had one too many drinks, the alcohol in your system leaving you to feel needy enough to resort to someone like a friend with benefits to satiate your cravings. your relationship wasn’t perfect or ideal but it worked and that was what mattered — right now, however, you worried you were about to put all of it in jeopardy. it was as if your hands had created a mind of their own and were moving on their own accord, the thought to stop them from reaching for eren coming entirely too late as you only realized what you were doing once your fingers were already tangled with strands of his hair, your eyes too focused on how the moonlight that sneaked through the window was casting pretty shadows over his features to notice how you had started to massage his scalp, pulling softly at the long locks, smiling when you heard a small, satisfied groan slip through his even breathing. it all felt wrong, but you still felt no motivation to stop any of it whatsoever, if anything only growing more and more inclined to keep going by the second, subconsciously hoping this moment could last forever.

amidst the silence of it all, and with how caught up you were in your own head, you didn’t notice when eren’s eyelids slowly opened up, green irises staring sleepy up at you while a faint smile curled his lips. maybe he was just tired enough to be hallucinating, maybe even still a bit tipsy, but as he stared up at you, eren swore you looked like the closest resemblance of an angel that he could think of, the way the moonlight hit your own face and enhanced your features way too graceful.

“you don’t need to do all this if you wanna go for another round, just need to ask nicely” he chuckled, voice groggy and raspy, and you swore you felt your heart jump out of your chest in that minute, immediately retracting any contact you had with the man lying next to you. “i didn’t tell you to stop” he complained, lids sliding closed again, waiting for your fingers to go back to playing with his hair, sighing with a shameless grin once his request was fulfilled.

“i didn’t mean to wake you up” you said after a second of silence, tone low and cautious, careful to not break the calm atmosphere.

“i don’t mind waking up in the middle of the night everyday if it means getting to look at a pretty thing like you every time” and you swore that eren didn’t know what he was rambling about, probably still too sleepy to even think about what he was saying, because there was no way he would say something like that to you of all people, the one person he had always kept at a safe distance while somehow still having way too close to him — his up-frontness still not enough to justify his words, you concluded.

“you don’t mean that”

“why would i say something i don’t mean?”

“you’re just tired”

“i’m tired, but i still know what i’m talking about”

now it was your turn to sigh. you didn’t know what to make of his words, didn’t know what to reply, so you stayed quiet, assuming silence would be enough for him to understand that it was better both of you forgot anything even happened — but deciding that pretending to be oblivious was the right thing to do was what eren concluded, so he kept talking, ignoring the fact that he knew he was most likely about to ruin your perfectly fine relationship just for something he was feeling in the spur of the moment.

“i don’t see the problem with me saying that, not my fault you look like a pretty angel right now”

you looked at eren confused, wary of why he was saying such things and wondering where he had been hiding such a sweet and soft side of himself. he had called you many nicknames, those two a combination he had used before more than once, but somehow, they felt more real now, not like just something meaningless he was saying while too far gone in his own pleasure to think through whatever was coming out of his mouth.

“eren, stop” you warned, letting out a hesitant chuckle as you spoke.

“don’t want to” he all but whined, one of his large hands wrapping around your wrist and pulling your palm to rest against his cheek instead, moving your thumb against his skin, waiting for you to continue the caress without needing his guidance. “i’m only saying what is going on in my heart”

you scoffed as reply, rolling your eyes but moving your thumb according to what he wanted anyways. “you’re not supposed to say those things to me, save them for when you get a girlfriend or boyfriend or whatever”

“why would i not say them to you if you’re the one who’s making me think these things?” he asked rhetorically, green irises looking up at you in a way that made you want to coo, his gaze so gentle, so tender, it made you want to lean down and kiss him — so you did just that, not thinking twice before pressing your lips against his, the peck you shared brief but somehow more meaningful than any other deeper or longer kissed you had ever given each other.

“we’re supposed to fuck, that’s it, nothing more, nothing less”

“i don’t wanna just fuck you tho…” eren said, his tone making it sound like he was on the verge of throwing a tantrum over the topic, the way his lower lips jotted out not helping in making him look any less like a child about to cry because they weren’t given the candy they desired so badly in that moment. you chuckled at his expression, lowering yourself into a more comfortable position, your face just above eren’s, your noses so close you could almost feel the tips touching.

“i’m afraid you can’t do anything more than just fuck me, i’m sorry” you teased through a smirk.

“i wanna keep fucking you, but i also want to do more” he replied, the hand that was still wrapped around your wrist moving so he could press your knuckles against his lips, kissing each one slowly, taking his time as if he was using that as an excuse to think what he would say next. “let me take you on a date, a real one, not just something lazy like eating take out on my couch. we could go to a fancy restaurant, or maybe to the park and have a picnic, or maybe to the cinema — we can do anything you want! just let me take you out, please”

you hummed at him, looking down for a second before agreeing with a small “okay”, watching as eren smiled at you happily, immediately leaning in for another kiss, this one far more eager than the previous one.

you had never thought of eren yeager as someone tender, but as you looked at him in that moment, with a bright smile stamped across his lips and with enthusiasm burning bright behind his eyes — and all of it because of you, nonetheless — you couldn’t help but think that he was exactly just that, the prospect that there were still so many sides of him you had yet to meet one that excited you far too much.

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zaimta · 1 year

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彡FALLEN STAR | HANGE X READER

a/n- i’ve seen this scene in the manga but watching it animated hurt sm more mappa sure knows how to animate a story. also i am not accepting requests for aot im just writing for it here and there bc i’m really into it!!

WARNINGS- MAJOR SPOILERS FROM AOT S4 PT3.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

you watched as hange braced for the rumbling knowing what they had to do. you watched as hange named armin the 15th commander of the scout regiment. you watched as levi said his goodbye to hange. no matter how you thought of it no matter how many times you looked for a different way you knew they were going to die.

as levi walked back to the rest of the group you broke into a sprint, weaving around to tackle hange into a hug, you knew you couldn’t stand by and watch them die. you felt their arms wrap around you the best they could with the ODM gear.

“i know i don’t want to leave you either but…this has to be done and you and i both know it.” they spoke softly as their hand came up to cup the back of your head.

you looked up at hange eyes hot with tears “please don’t go…we can find another way we can do something anything else!”

they softly wiped away your tears and smiled at you. they kissed you softly for the last time and rested their forehead on yours. “i will always love you y/n.” they stepped back from you and flashed you a smile “levi…take care of them for me okay?” levi nodded wordlessly.

he reached out to wrap his arm around your stomach to keep you from lunging at hange begging them to stay once more. your screams were agony to him and the rest of the corps, your heart shattering screams begging hange to come back.

you watched as they fought from the seaplane. and for the last time, you watched them soar before they fell to their demise burning like a shooting star.

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kissagii · 2 years

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My first productive day's over! It wasn't bad after all! How would Hange react when they find their s/o exhausted from the day?

congratulations! i think this was the kind of prompt i needed today, today was busier than usual and i'm dead tired now haha

more likely than not, they're also exhausted

they absolutely overwork themself so when you meet up in the evening you're both far too tired to do anything

thank goodness for the survey corps providing dinner for everyone because if they didn't you might not eat

you pretend to have a very interesting conversation during dinner to keep from having to actually talk with people

if anyone paid enough attention to what you were saying, however, they'd quickly realize that you're both just spewing nonsense

one halfhearted but still amusing dinner conversation later, you're heading to your room to promptly collapse on the bed

for a long time you just lay there with each other staring at the ceiling and recovering from the day

eventually their brain will be awake enough to check in with you

if you're too tired to talk still, they'll entertain you with tales of whatever chaos went down in the titan research department

but if you do want to talk, they'll be more than happy to listen, letting your voice lull them towards sleep

you don't stay up long though, knowing that tomorrow will be another busy day

through the chaos of your daily lives, what keeps you going is knowing that hange will be waiting for you at the end

sorry it's so short - i, like reader, am very tired

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anqelically-archived · 1 year

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moment 3 · ͟͟͞͞➳❥ armin arlert x gn!reader

word count: 0.7k

content: no manga spoilers, fluff (but seems like light angst at the start), modern!au

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your cold fingers lightly pressed against the warm cup in your hands, and your eyes traveled to the window by your side. with one intake through your nose, you registered the familiar scent of coffee. it calmed your body, yet your mind remained a worrying mess.

today was the day of love; valentine’s day was a day you weren’t too fond of. to love and be loved in public was never your style, considering how hard it was to come by for you.

it was difficult to search for, but you found your feelings lying in the hands of one person. blond and blue-eyed, armin arlert became someone you could trust your life with. it amazed you that despite how long it took you to find someone to love, he was perfect for you.

it was as if all the puzzle pieces had come together when you realized your feelings for the book-loving man. and the bliss the two of you were in when everything was out in the open… oh you loved him so much.

you almost miss him as much as you love him. armin was taking extra classes in college for an extra two years, leaving the two of you with conflicting schedules. it was hard to see him, which pained the both of you.

today, valentine’s day, the two of you were supposed to meet up. you’ve sat long enough at the cafe that you’ve already drank a whole cup of hot coffee and you’re second cup was only slightly warm, not piping hot like it was at first.

doubt ran throughout your mind and you could only express it through your shrunken figure. you thought that maybe armin had forgot, that he got lost in all of his work and it slipped his mind.

you would’ve rather spent the day in your bedroom, alone, than outside near other couples, still alone. you were ready to leave, clad in your coat, when someone sat across from where you were. they slid a small envelope with a heart sticker to you, the handwriting so familiar that you didn’t even have to look up to know who it was

“armin…” you trailed off, looking up at the blond himself.

his cheeks were slightly flushed, from what you guessed to be the cold. he was dressed in a dark blue turtleneck, and on his wrist was the watch he always wore— the watch you gave him on his birthday.

“i’m so sorry,” he apologized, finding himself slowly able to look you straight in the eye. “i’ve gotten so busy with school, so we’ve barely talked, let alone seen each other. and i know we made plans for today, b-but i got scared… i know you’ll tell me i shouldn’t have been, but i was scared that maybe things would be a bit awkward considering how long it’s been. i don’t know what’s gotten into me…”

armin held his drink, tracing the rim of the cup as if it would calm his nerves. he really was scared, in all honesty. drowning in his schoolwork, which was more than you thought it’d be, tried him out. without having the time to talk to you much, armin feared that things would be rocky.

“it’s okay to feel that way, you know. that’s why you can come to me whenever, armin. you know i’ll always be having your back, right?” you reached your hand across the table to grab his. you rubbed your thumb against his as you asked, “however, i definitely want to have a talk with whoever is making you do this much schoolwork. i’ve missed you so much…”

“then talk with me,” armin spoke. “i managed to have my classes crammed into this year only. so next school year… i’m free. i’ll be free with you.”

you looked at him with wide eyes, “huh!? you did that?”

“i did, yeah. i wanted to surprise you when i graduated, but here we are. it didn’t work out, huh?” he nervously scratched his cheek.

with a light-hearted sigh, you began to rest your chin on your hand, “you really had me worried for a sec, you know?”

“sorry, again. i love you, (y/n),” he smiled.

you smiled back, “and i love you, armin.”

note: tumblr has become the perfect place to write out things that have been troubling me. who would’ve known…

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softxsuki · 1 year

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Hi I’m really sorry to bother you but can I please request an URGENT Request? If possible can you please do a Platonic Levi x GN! Scout Reader ? Maybe Levi just comforting the reader while the reader’s having a panic attack? (I recently had a panic attack cause of my manipulative father trying to get back in contact with me because he’s using me for money and I just moved in with my mum after waiting patiently for 18 years to move in) I’m sorry for bothering you it’s just Levi’s a huge comfort character for me and your writing is really good anyways have an amazing day

Levi Helping Reader Through Their Panic Attack

Pairing: Platonic Levi x Gn!Reader

Warnings: mentions of panic attack (heavy breathing), blood

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1k

Summary: In which you fall during training and have a panic attack because of things going on in your life, so Levi dismisses training and takes you to his office where he attempts to help you out.

[A/N: Hello, Happy New Year. It's my first post this year, and honestly the first Oneshot I've written in a while, so sorry if it's kinda bad. Gotta get back into the writing groove. I hope this helps you out though anon <3. I don't imagine Levi to be super helpful during emotional moments like these, but I think his presence would just be very calming since he always acts like he has everything in control. Hope you enjoy, and I'm sorry to hear that you're going through all that. Everything will work out in the end! ]

You tumbled to the ground breathing heavily, your ODM blades flying off in front of you from the impact. It was training time and Captain Levi was in charge; your usual composure was cracked thanks to everything you’ve been going through in your own life. Things were getting a little too difficult to handle alone. Days of putting up a facade and you were finally at your limit.

“Oi, what’s wrong?” Levi lands beside you after your tumble, “You’re a mess.”

Your arms were scraped up from the rough landing, blood dripping from the fresh wounds, but all you could focus on was your thoughts. Your breathing gets deeper as you struggle to have any air reach your lungs.

“We’ll continue tomorrow, everyone, go home,” he dismisses the curious glances of your fellow scouts who were now surrounding you; no one would disobey an order from their Captain, so they scurry off as quickly as they had arrived at the sound of you falling.

“Come,” he orders you, heaving you off the ground and helping you back to his office that wasn’t too far away.

You couldn’t feel his supportive hands around you as he guided you back to his office; you couldn’t even feel the pain of the new scrapes on your arms from your fall as they continued to bleed, getting all over Levi.

He kicks the door closed behind you and places you in a seat by his desk, “Take it easy, Y/N.”

His usual stoic expression is present, but his eyes soften just a little at the condition you were in. He wasn’t used to seeing you this way, you were one of his best soldiers–one of the top scouts that he was training. He’s really at a loss for words, not knowing how to get you to calm down and breathe smoothly again.

Maybe it’s the way he handles every situation calmly, including the one you were currently in, but you could feel the panic in your chest lessen, just being in his office. You were becoming more aware of your surroundings, allowing the patter of Levi’s footsteps to flow through your ears, needing something else to focus on instead of your chaotic life.

Wordlessly, Levi moves to make some tea for you, coming back by your side while the tea steeps, to clean your wounds.

“You ready to talk now? What was that all about?” He asks a bit more gently now that it was just the two of you.

You clear your throat a bit, not wanting to look even more weak than you probably already looked in front of your Captain, but you couldn't get through your panic attack just like that. It would take a little time.

“Just life. I’m going through some things right now and I guess it just piled up on me all at once. Sorry for messing up practice today…”

Levi sighs, “I’m not upset that practice was interrupted…What if this hadn’t been practice, but the real deal? As soon as you get distracted, you become a Titan’s next meal. When you’re out there, you need to be in it 100% or not at all,” he commands, finishing up with tending to your wounds, “So when stuff is distracting you, you reach out so someone can try and help. Got it?”

“Yes sir, I’m sorry.” You were beyond embarrassed, you never meant to disappoint your Captain, someone you looked up to greatly.

“Oi, stop that,” Levi’s voice brings you out of your head, knowing exactly what you were thinking, “It’s only natural to feel that way sometimes.”

He stands up and ruffles your hair before bringing the tea over and pouring some for you, “Drink.”

You do as he says, taking a sip of the hot tea, allowing the warmth to flow down your throat, humming contently at the taste and comfort you got from the small cup of warm water.

You swear you almost catch Levi smiling a little from the corner of your eye, but as soon as you look towards him, his focus is on the tea in his hands, his lips set in a firm line.

“Take a break tomorrow, you’ve earned it.”

“But I-”

“Just do what I say, please.”

“Fine,” you sigh, making Levi glance at you with a raised eyebrow, “...Captain.”

Levi always held himself an arms length away from people, knowing how easy it was to make friends and lose them in an instant. He hated losing the people he cared so deeply for, so he never expected to care about one of his scouts so much. You were like his friend, someone he wouldn’t want to see get hurt. He knew he wasn’t the easiest person to approach, especially since he was your Captain and you were just a soldier. Perhaps it wasn’t appropriate for him to say you could always come to him for help, hence why he didn’t say it verbally.

Regardless though, he was glad he was there for you at that moment. He didn’t do much, but just having someone who you thought didn’t care, come to your aid and lend a helping hand when you really needed it, felt nice. The panic was still there of course, but you found yourself relaxing into Levi’s office chair, enjoying quiet time with your Captain.

Maybe he wasn’t as tough as he made himself seem all the time. He was a pretty thoughtful person. You were thankful for having him give you the next day off, you really need some time to just come to terms with your situation and hopefully find a solution to get through it.

The rest of your time in his office was generally quiet as Levi moved to his desk to work through some paperwork and future plans and formations for your ventures outside of the walls. Just being in his company though was keeping you calm, so you decided to stick around for a little long. Levi didn’t seem to mind–he could use a little company himself. He’d never admit that though.

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Posted: 1/3/2023

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thezeninclan · 2 years

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— kissing mikasa ackerman

part of my kisses series

she’s soft, so soft— her hair, her skin, her lips, even her dark eyes are soft as she turns her gaze upon you. every part of her is so soft that for a moment it feels more like you’re touching a sheath of fine silk rather than the woman in front you. her soft cheeks have gone a shade of pink you’ve rarely seen, her eyes shimmering and bright as she looks back at you. her hands are laid upon your hips, so tender and gentle that you can barely understand how these are the hands of an elite warrior, a killer, a titan slayer.

it had come as a surprise that she had been the one to kiss you, the first to break the electric tension that had built between you after so long at her side. she was so shy, almost painfully so, but she had been the first one to confess to you, to land beside you in her ODM gear, wet with titan blood sweat and tears, breathing heavily, her blades slashed red— the number of titans under her belt now growing tenfold.

it had been a terribly long day, a terribly sad day, as almost all of their days were in the scouts. but something between you had shifted, had changed. whether it was the titan who had nearly caught mikasa as she lunged for his nape, of the one who had struck you with its fist as you rallied with the supply team. the threat of seperation had suddenly become real, and death without confessing the feelings you had so long harbored was not something either of you wished to experience.

her cheeks had gone red as the steaming blood on your cloak as she pressed a hand upon your hip and pulled you closer, her other hand finding the back of your neck and tilting your head in a favorable direction for her mouth to find yours. her lips had been soft, so completely soft, that for a moment your first kiss seemed to have barely registered, for now you’re both looking at each other as though neither of you can believe what’s happening, what’s happened, between you.

“I didn’t mean to-” she begins, but you stop her. your lips find hers again, deeper, harder, kissing kissing kissing until there’s absolutely no confusion between you.

“I’m glad you did.” you promise. “I’ve wanted to do that for years.”

her smile melts you, and by the time your lips find each other again, her cheeks are not the only ones that are warm.

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shiftingparadise · 1 year

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HI BAE ok no pressure at all take ur time BUT can i request a fake dating to real dating trope w levi & gn!reader. maybe slight angst to comfort/happy ending & could be a bit ooc if u want. IK ITS NOT THE HOLIDAY YET BUT maybe hange wouldnt stop teasing abt how levis single & #bitchless & valentines day is nearing & levi just blurts out that ur his valentine & him w u to shut hange up & hanges like |⊙o⊙|. so levi hurriedly asks u to play along his fake dating/vday scheme for his sake (u actually secretly like him) & agree to help him. along the way u both start to fall for e.o but ur aware its just for face u ignore ur feelings & continue w the act up until vdays over meaning ur act would be too. so u wish to levi u hope the act went well & part ways to ~lessen ur pain~ but levi stops u before u leave saying he actually wants it to be real this time & to stay w u🥹

I'm so sorry it took so long for me to write this. I think I've started over more times than I can count :'). I feel like this is such a wonderful request, but it somehow felt like I couldn't do it justice. I hope you somewhat like it.

Hope everyone's doing fine 🤍✨

Word Count: 2.550

‘Have you ever had a girlfriend?’, Hange’s red cheeks gave away that she may have too much to drink.

‘No’, Levi let out an annoyed sigh.

‘Have you ever kissed a girl?’, she took another sip, a smirk on her face. ‘You’re even more of a pain in the ass when you’re drunk, you know that?’.

‘That’s a no. Right, Erwin? He’s never kissed a girl, I’m sure of it’.

‘Tell her to shut up, Erwin’, Levi’s cold eyes followed Hange’s drunk gestures. ‘You know… It’s Valentine's Day next month. Spending it in your office again?’.

He didn’t know why. He didn’t know why he felt the need to lie, but before he could even think about it …

‘No’, Levi sighed while looking at the ceiling, ‘I’m going on a date’.

‘Right’, Hange laughed while trying to keep herself from crying as she wrapped her arm around her stomach, ‘A date? With whom?’.

‘A date?’, Erwin frowned, his arms leaning on the table, ‘Why didn’t you tell me you were seeing someone?’.

Why did his heart start to race? Was he seriously panicking? Over something this petty?

‘Is it someone of the Corps? It has to be. You never go out!’ Hange leaned over the table, her nose almost touching Levi’s.

The Corps? It had to be someone from the Corps. She would never believe him if he told her it was someone from the city…

‘Y/N’.

‘What?’, Erwin’s eyes slightly widened, ‘Y/N? Squad leader Y/N?’.

‘Never’, Hange sat back down, ‘They would’ve told me’.

‘I told them not to’, his crescent-shaped eyes stared into Hange’s. He couldn’t look at Erwin, because Erwin would see right through his lies.

‘Fine, I’ll ask them’, Hange raised her hands as she stood up from the table, ‘They’re probably in their room right now so…’.

‘Don’t be childish’, Levi closed his eyes, trying to remain calm as his heart was racing, ‘You can ask them tomorrow, I don’t care’.

‘I will’, she narrowed her eyes. ‘Good’, Levi placed down his cup, ‘I’m going to my office. See you tomorrow’.

He lazily raised his hand in the air as he heard the ‘goodnights’ from his friends.

‘Shit’, his pace fastened as his mind started to race. Why did he get himself into this mess?

‘Just knock’, his fist hovered over your door, ‘Just ask. They don’t mind’.

He carefully knocked on your door, straightening his back while doing so.

‘L-Levi?’, you widened your eyes, ‘Is everything okay?’. ‘I did a stupid thing’, he sighed as he leaned against your doorframe. ‘Huh?’, you tried to ignore how close he was; how his scent made your cheeks burn. ‘I told Hange and Erwin you’re my date for Valentine. So, if you could pretend that we’re dating-’.

‘W-what?’, your eyes flew open, your teeth nervously nibbling on your bottom lip. ‘She kept teasing me, about how I’ve never been with someone and I…’, he took a deep breath before continuing, ‘I told her I had a date and when she asked with whom, I blurted out your name. Probably because you’re the only squad leader that’s-‘.

He frowned as he took in the sight in front of him. You were blushing, head turned towards the ground in shame. To be honest, you looked as if you were about to cry.

‘Are you alright?’, his cold gaze studying every part of your body, ‘Look. You don’t have to play along, but I would really appreciate it’.

‘Okay’, you shyly responded, eyes still fixed on the ground. ‘Really?’. ‘Hm’, you nodded in response. ‘Thanks’, a cold sigh before he turned around, ‘Goodnight’.

‘N-night’, a response too quiet for him to hear.

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‘Morning’, Levi sat down next to you, ‘Done with interrogating them, Hange?’. ‘Can’t believe you didn’t tell me’, she pouted. ‘Did you sleep well?’, Levi placed his hand on your thigh, softly pinching it. ‘I-I did’, a nervous giggle, butterflies dancing in your stomach. ‘Good. ‘I’ll see you after training? Thought we could eat something together’. ‘S-sounds good’. ‘Perfect, I’ll see you tonight then’, a soft kiss on your cheek before he walked away.

He never did this before, but somehow it felt natural to him. His hand on your thigh, the feeling of your soft cheeks, your musky scent…

‘Levi?’, you ran behind him, trying to catch up. ‘What?’. ‘D-do we really see each other tonight or-‘, ‘Of course not. I have better things to do’.

But he wanted to. If he was being honest, he wanted to have dinner with you.

‘Sorry’, you tried to hide your disappointment, ‘I’ll see you at the meeting then’.

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‘I’m going to bed’, you stretched yourself before getting up, ‘See you guys tomorrow’.

‘Aren’t you forgetting something?’.

‘I’m sorry?’, you nervously looked into his tired eyes.

‘Tsk’, Levi stood up from his chair as he walked towards you, ‘Goodnight kid’. Two rough hands met your soft cheeks, pulling you in for a swift kiss.

He didn’t want to do this. No, he only did this, so people really believed him. That’s what he told himself, but he couldn’t ignore the fact that your soft lips tasted like honey or that your little whimper sounded so sweet.

‘Night’, you hastily made your way to the door, too embarrassed to look at the others.

‘Aaaaaa’, Hange couldn’t hide her excitement anymore, ‘I never expected to see you kiss someone!!!’. ‘You’re not the only one’, a smirk on Erwin’s face. ‘Shut up’, Levi coldly looked at his friends, ‘I’ll be in my office’.

Why? Why was he suddenly standing in front of your door again? He was walking to his office, so why was it so hard to walk past your room?

‘Kid?’, a soft knock on your door.

No answer.

‘Y/N?’, his hand on your door, slowly opening it. He knew he couldn’t enter without you answering, but he had to check. He had to know that you were fine.

‘H-huh?’, two scared eyes looking into his.

Awkward. This was the most awkward moment he ever experienced.

‘L-levi?’, your bottom lip trembling in embarrassment as you clumsily tried to hold some sheets in front of your body, ‘Y-you-‘.

He wanted to look away. He even tried to, but the way you hastily grabbed the sheets, the way they were trying to cover up your perfect figure as you sat in your underwear in your bed… He couldn’t look away.

You, on the other hand, couldn’t look at him. Your eyes were fixed on your messy sheets as your shaking hands tried to hold them as close as possible to your body.

‘I’m sorry. I knocked but when you didn’t answer I was worried-‘. ‘I-it’s fine’, your voice shaking. ‘I should probably go. I’ll see you tomorrow’. ‘Hm’, a nervous hum in response.

With every step he took further away from you, the more his heart filled with regret.

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Weeks passed, and he couldn’t deny it. He couldn’t deny the warm, tingly feeling he got every time his hand intertwined with yours, or the disappointment he felt when he didn’t kiss you goodnight because there was no one in the room to see. After all, this was still an act. He didn’t care about you; he wouldn’t allow himself that privilege. The privilege of caring about someone, of being cared for. He wouldn’t place such a burden on himself.

‘Valentine's Day is next week’, Levi sighed as he grabbed some tea from the cupboard. ‘I know’, you softly smiled as you took a bite from your apple, leaning against the kitchen counter, ‘Shouldn’t you be at Erwin’s meeting? Hange’s there’.

There it was again. Your smile. He loved, but hated it just as much.

‘Levi?’, you frowned as he kept staring at you, his lips tightly pressed together. ‘I’m sorry’, he cleared his throat, forcing his gaze away from you. ‘Can I ask you something?’, a shy step towards him, your head lowered towards the ground. ‘What?’, a forced, firm expression on his face. You didn’t know what you were thinking, but you clearly weren’t when you wrapped your arms around his waist, your head resting on his shoulder, ‘Do you-‘.

No. You couldn’t do this. He wouldn’t let this happen.

‘Don’t’, he interrupted you, his arms coldly resting next to his body, ‘Don’t do this. Don’t make it awkward between us. I only asked you this because there’s no one else in the Corps I could’ve asked’. His hand softly pinching your arm as he pushed you away, ‘There’s just one week left Y/N. I’ll never talk to you again if I don’t have to after this, so please don’t embarrass yourself’.

He pretended he didn’t notice your insecure stance, or the tears building up in the corner of your eyes. It was better like this. After Valentine’s Day, you two could be strangers again and everything he was feeling now would fade away.

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‘What’s it like being in a relationship with the Captain? Is he romantic?’. ‘Sasha, you can’t ask something like that. Idiot!’, Jean softly smacked the back of her head. ‘It’s nice’, you smiled back at her, ‘He isn’t always an asshole’.

‘Who isn’t?’.

‘No one’, you quickly replied as he sat down next to you. ‘Go sit at another table, I have to discuss something’. ‘A-ai, Captain’, two nervous smiles as Jean and Sasha got up.

‘Which restaurant do you want to go to on Valentine’s Day?’. You chuckled, shaking your head in response, ‘None’. ‘I’ll choose then’.

Choose? He’d made the reservation weeks ago. He knew perfectly well where he was going to have dinner with you.

‘I don’t want to go. I’ll be happy once this shit-show is over’.

This wasn’t like you. You never acted so cold towards him.

‘I’m sorry-‘, ‘Don’t’, you interrupted him, ‘Just a couple of days’.

This is what he wanted, right? He wanted you to hate him, to be disgusted by him… So why did it feel so wrong? Why did he care?

‘Kiss me’. ‘Excuse me?’, you frowned. ‘Hange’s watching. Don’t want her to see through this’.

At this point, he didn’t understand what he was doing, or feeling for that matter. He knew Hange wasn’t watching. He knew no one was, but it’s been days since he felt your touch, and he needed it, more than anything.

‘F-fine’, cheeks already blushing.

He didn’t know why he pulled you closer, why he decided to kiss you like this during lunch, when everyone saw him. He didn’t care that his hand grabbed your waist as his other cupped your cheek. That he decided to kiss you with more passion than usual.

‘Sorry’, that’s all he could say when he saw how confused you felt as you quickly headed inside.

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‘Got you this’, Levi let out a cold sigh as he handed you the bag, ‘Wear this tomorrow’. ‘W-what?’, your brows pulled together as you carefully grabbed the bag. ‘I already made a reservation in a nice restaurant at the beginning of this, so we’re going tomorrow’. ‘I-I don’t want to’.

‘I don’t care. We’re going. I want Hange to know I spent at least one Valentine’s Day with someone. Otherwise, she’ll bother me again next year’. ‘F-fine’, you turned your head to the side, ‘I’ll see you tomorrow’, you closed the door of your room, not bothering to wish him goodnight.

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‘We’re going to be late’, Levi sighed against your door, ‘Hurry’. ‘R-ready’, you slowly opened the door.

He couldn’t hide it. No one would’ve been able to. You looked stunning in the clothes he got you.

‘Finally’, he swallowed away his inappropriate – and unintended – thoughts. ‘Here’, he held out his arm, ‘Let’s do this properly’. ‘I don’t need to hold onto your arm’. ‘I know, but it’s a man’s way of showing he belongs with you, so please hold it’. You reluctantly placed your hand on his arm, walking through the hallways towards the carriage.

‘Hange didn’t see us’, you sighed as you looked out of the window. ‘No?’, he chuckled, ‘You didn’t see her staring out of the window when we were walking towards the carriage?’. ‘Tsk’, you smiled, ‘She doesn’t need to behave like a stalker’.

‘H-huh?’, you froze as you felt his hand on your leg. ‘It’s become a habit, sorry’.

He didn’t take his hand away from your leg, even though he apologized. It felt as if it was glued onto it.

‘How long before we get there?’, you tried to tear through the awkward atmosphere. ’15 minutes’.

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‘Dinner was nice’, you slowly opened your door, ‘You didn’t have to pay for it though’. ‘I’m a man, not a boy’, his crescent-shaped eyes stared through yours, ‘A man pays for dinner-‘. ‘When he’s dating someone, not when he’s putting up an act’, you interrupted him.

Another silence.

‘Anyway’, you tried to hide the lump in your throat, ‘I hope the act went well. I’ll guess I see you around’.

His heart sank to his stomach when he saw you opening your door. What about Easter? Easter’s something you celebrate with someone, he could celebrate it with you, right? This didn’t have to end. He didn’t want it to. Not now.

‘Wait’, he placed his hand on yours, closing the door shut. ‘What?’, you lowered your eyes, ignoring the way his warm breath met your ears, his body leaning against yours.

‘Don’t leave me’, a broken whisper as he let his head rest in the space between your shoulder and neck, ‘Stay, please’.

‘W-what do you mean? I’m a squad leader, I’m not going anywhere’. ‘That’s not what I meant’, he gently grabbed your waist, ‘You know what I meant’. ‘B-but you said-‘, ‘I didn’t mean what I said back then, Y/N. I want you. I want you more than anything. You’re always on my mind, and I can’t even count how many times I’ve lied about Hange watching us so that I could kiss you. I ache for your taste, for you. I need you, always. I don’t want this to end, so please...’, a shaky sigh against your shoulder, ‘Please stay with me’.

He took a step backward as you turned around to look at him.

‘Okay’, you whispered, a tear streaming down your cheek.

He knew you wanted to say so much more, but you didn’t have to. He could see it in your eyes, despite the tears rolling down your cheeks, despite your insecure posture… He knew you cared about him, just as much as he cared about you.

‘I’m in love with you, Y/N. For quite a while now’, he gently wiped the tear from your cheek, ‘And I’ve been waiting too long to do this’.

He cupped your cheeks, like he did so many times by now, but he didn’t kiss you like usual. No, this time let all restraints go. He needed to taste you, to show you he wanted you more than anything else. He wanted you to know how addicted he was to you and how crazy he was about you.

‘Mine, you’re mine’, he whispered as he let his forehead rest against yours.

‘I’ve always been yours’.

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actuallys8n · 2 years

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gn!reader | one-shot | drabble

AGELESS BLOGS AND MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED

| a / n | : really just an armin simp drabble bc he’s my little blonde bb ✨ please proceed with caution my cuties i know this kind of "darker" sexual content can be hard for some readers. here’s Eren’s version if you’re interested…

| warnings | : sub!reader, bondage, degradation, mild themes of CNC, biiig dacryphilia, fingering (reader!receiving), kinda mean manipulative armin :(

| word count | : 1k

CONTENT MAY BE TRIGGERING

When he ties you up…

… he’s the type to blame you for it. For the thin, light blue paracord bound tightly to your neck, arms, and thighs— confining your limbs to his mattress.

“I really didn’t want to do this to you baby…” Armin whines, voice quiet and shaking, lip tucked between his teeth, eyebrows furrowed while he yanks on the strings tying you down like a puppet master fine-tuning one of his favorite toys.

And you lay completely limp beneath his fury, allowing him to bend and bind your naked body to his will.

“You're making me do it.”

Yank— tie, repeat.

"If you just did what I asked... baby we wouldn't have to do this."

His expression is so sorrowful when he looks at you, you think he may burst into tears. But it’s all very fake; a facade he paints on whenever he gets upset with you. Maybe he could cry— but it would only be to remind you how much you’re hurting him. How hard it is for him to treat you like you’re some animal who needs to be chained up and trained.

But is it actually hard?

No, really it isn’t. The blonde man whispering apologies into your ear is anything but sorry. He knows exactly what knots to tie, where to wrap and braid the paracord so you are absolutely aching in all the right spots and begging him for more.

You recall the sting of Armin’s icy glare piercing through your back from across the room of that little local coffee shop down the road past his apartment. You had leaned a bit too close to the male barista so you could show him the drink you’d seen on the cafe’s social media page— when Armin had asked you not even three minutes before to let him order it for you once he got back from the restroom.

Call it complacency, ignorance… whatever it was, it had gotten you into some serious trouble. That colorful, fruity drink you had to have right away cost you $5 and the rest of your Sunday.

—Yank!

“Why did you do that Y/N?” He asks with voice trembling and gaze growing more desperate.

Tie.

“Is it because you want me to get upset with you?”

Repeat.

“Do you like it when men stare at you like you’re some toy?”

You wildly shake your head back and forth in an attempt to deny his accusations, the cord on your neck rubbing searing red lines into the thin skin and causing tears to spill over the hills of your cheeks.

Toy? No, not for anyone but him. You swear.

Armin frowns deeper at your weeping form. It’s almost embarrassing for him, watching you feed him lies from such a vulnerable spread-eagle position. Going as far as crying to try and get out of the neglect you knew you had coming… how sad.

A few more hard tugs on your strings and he has your thighs spread even farther apart, entirely restrained from free movement by how tight he’s bound you to the steel loops mounted to his bed frame. The veins in your legs pulse and throb against the suffocating squeeze of paracord, almost uncomfortably so. But the ache between them is much, much more distracting.

With your entire body exposed and writhing beneath him, intricately woven and braided into several yards of baby blue rope, you are now completely at his mercy.

“Do you understand why I have to punish you? Y’know how much I love you, Y/N.” He pleads one final time, sentence falling off into a broken whisper and hazy eyes locked on yours. A slender finger darts past his plush lips to coat itself in saliva, drags a thin line down your stomach before coming to an abrupt stop.

Rubbing soft, wet circles over your entrance. One, two, three… until he’s finally pushing through the tight heat between your legs and gently massaging you with a singular digit.

The intrusion is more than welcome, arms and legs itching to reach for the handsome man and hold on to him but unable because of the way he’s wrapped you up. Your chest heaves in frustration, slickened walls desperately clenching around the finger that’s slowly stroking in and out— prodding at the soft, sensitive flesh inside of you. A stark contrast to the ropes lacerating the abused skin on your appendages.

You blink through salty tears, fighting your sense and deciding then and there that breaking his rule of silence has got to be better than this. This slow, incessant and taunting pump of his hands against your cunt. The anxiety of being immobilized only heightens your frustrations and makes your blood pump harder, causing a cold sweat to build at the nape of your neck. You huff out hot air and try to glance down towards where Armin has busied himself between your legs.

“Armin, please!“

Smack— a warm hand firmly clamps over your mouth and that all-too familiar chilled glare meets your eyes.

“I told you not to talk,” He bites, interrupting your weak plea and removing his fingers from teasing you which only earns him more of your relentless tears. You quietly begin to sob at the sudden loss in pleasure and at the tight grip of regret squeezing your throat. Armin’s hand leaves your mouth and you are briefly abandoned, watching him step away from the bed and into the darkness of his closet. Only seconds later he emerges from the black, glassy blue eyes back on yours with a single silk tie held tightly in his hand.

His narrow frame saunters back towards you to stand beside the bed. “Open,” he demands quietly, gripping your jaw and squeezing your cheeks to pry your lips apart and stuff the tie in until you gag on the soft fabric.

“Now be quiet.”

You nod this time, sobs unyielding and soaking the satin pillowcase beneath you. Armin’s expression is almost unreadable now; monotonous and beyond himself. It’s been a really, really long day… and you just keep disobeying him. Testing his patience.

He clenches his teeth in anger and sharply turns away from the beautiful, broken, and shaking creature silently begging for him from his bed to let out another long sigh. With a ruffle of his blonde hair and one hand on the doorknob, he spares you a single fleeting glance over his shoulder.

“You can lay there and think about what you’ve done.”

don’t ask why I did this…. thanks for reading beebs 🧡 master list

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hail-ey-m · 1 year

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мιкαѕα α¢кєямαη—αℓєχιтнумια

Relationship: platonic

!!TW: None

//Alexithymia: The inability to recognize or describe one's own emotions.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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Dearest Y/n,

Hello. I'm not going to ask you how you are doing because I know you have a hard time with that sort of thing. I get that. It's not the best feeling.

It is very frustrating trying to tell people how you feel when you, yourself don't know. People misunderstand it a lot.

Maybe you have something like depression? Its very common. Or maybe undiagnosed autism or some kind of neurodivergence.

You are valid. You can get through this. Don't rush anything, you'll work through this in your own time. I believe in you.

You aren't emotionless or cold.

Maybe something really bad happened to you. Maybe you've just had trouble with this for no reason.

Either way, I'm here for you. I always will be. You can try describing yourself through drawings or poems? Something visual, you know? Small steps, okay?

I know its frustrating but you won't be going through it alone. I swear this to you. Remember that okay? I don't break promises.

You're friend,

Mikasa ♡

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

#Spotify #attack on titan x gender neutral reader #attack on titan #mikasa ackerman #mikasa x y/n #mikasa x reader #comfort letter #anime comfort #comfort character #alexithymia #mental health #mental health awareness #mental illness

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rinsramenshop · 2 years

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ooh, great!! so, hello! how are you doing? can i please request mikasa + ❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜?

hello! im doing good, how are you?

this takes place in a modern!au

you lived in a shared apartment with mikasa, where the apartment was your comfort place. mikasa was always apart of that comfort, even if she didn’t know it. the feelings you have for her couldn’t ever be put into words, they were too strong. even back in university where you both first met, there had been something that attracted you to her. although you never confessed, the feelings always remained. hearing keys jiggle as they unlocked the door, you had quickly returned to reality. you’ve been chopping up some vegetables for dinner when mikasa arrived home. “im back, do you want help cooking?” she entered the kitchen, looking over your shoulder. you shook your head, “im fine, go relax.” hearing your response, she walked over and grabbed herself a drink. you entered your daydream and had been taken out of it quickly, realizing you accidentally nicked yourself cutting cucumbers. “crap.. mikasa can you hand me a bandage?” you asked while setting down the items you were using. she quickly returned with a first aid kit, getting a bandage and hydrogen peroxide. “can i see your hand?” she asked, which you quickly moved your hand over. she hovered the peroxide over your cut, “hold still, this may sting a little..” as she poured the peroxide, she took a nearby towel and patted it dry. you held your eyes closed as you felt the sting, opening them just as fast. she applied the bandage, throwing away the trash. “thank you mikasa, i really need to pay attention,” you let out a nervous laugh. turning around, you noticed she had a soft smile. “just be careful okay?”

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swoftbambi · 2 years

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Could I please get Floch with the curly haired s/o? 👉🏻👈🏻

I love what you did with the headcanon of him, it made me smile 💝❤️💕💘

of course!!! and thank uu smm >.< 🎀

if you have ringlet curls he takes his finger and rolls it in between your curls. he loves to see it spring out of his fingers like a slinky.

if you have kinky hair he loves pinching your hair and dragging his fingers through it. (i hope you know what i’m talking about i do it with my hair) floch just loves how soft it is in between his fingers.

he loves when you wear your hair in different styles that accentuate your curls like when you wear high ponytails or short little pigtails. and when you put bows in your hair he literally dies because he thinks you like the cutest person in the world.

if you had short curly hair he adores when you wear barrettes. the ones with little designs on them like hello kitty or some cute character from a show.

he helps you wash your hair whenever your tired. when you guys shower with each other which is mostly 2-3 times a week he loves putting your hair products in and washing your hair. he makes sure to wash it carefully and wants your curls to be defined. if you have kinky 4 type hair gives you one of the best scalp massages. he even waits for you sometimes in the shower if you have conditioner in your hair.

floch thinks it’s so hot whenever your wash product out of your hair, or when your hair is wet in general. he stares at you whenever your under the shower head, the water rolls down your body and your hair just sticks to you spreading out your curls defining them.

when you guys sit together on the couch or in bed his fingers are all up in your hair. he makes you lay your head on his lap while his slender fingers just roll around in your hair. when floch wants to be a meanie he pulls on your hair and stretches out your curls :(( just cause he wants to.

yk in my last headcannon with floch i said he comes into your bathroom? yea so, if your just combing out your hair or trying out a new hairstyle he comes in and takes a piece of hair and twirls it in his fingers. “what hairstyle you doing today hm?”, his fingers untangle from your hair and grip onto your chin, his hazel eyes look up at you with a teasing smirk on his lips. “i’m gonna do something easy, just two braids”. floch’s smirk turns into a wide smile, “those look good on you”. he then rides his hand up your back and pulls your one braid that you’ve made befoe leaving.

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kissagii · 2 years

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I'm sorry I request again, but I was listening to MJ and singing and I got this idea: Hange and Mikasa with a singer s/o? I'm taking singing lessons to a musical academy and I was wondering how they would react to my talent as my dad loved music and I got this interest from him.

aww this sounds so fun! of course i can write that for u <3

𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕚𝕜𝕒𝕤𝕒 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕤/𝕠

reader is gender neutral so anyone can enjoy

warnings: none, it's just pure fluff

she loves music so having a singer s/o is like a dream come true

she loves to be your accompanist! she plays guitar and a little bit of piano

working together on music is a common couple activity

i think she'd enjoy soft indie and folk music

the sort of stuff with just a vocalist and one acoustic instrument

if you're lucky she'll sing along with you

she's got a really nice voice so you can make super pretty harmonies

if your voice is high pitched? two beautiful songbirds. if your voice is lower? the contrast is angelic.

and late at night she loves to lay her head on your lap while you sing her to sleep

she gets stress headaches but your voice helps soothe her

for a long time they never heard you sing because they were always busy when you would practice

they knew you liked it but you never actually sung around them

when they heard you singing in your dorm they thought it was a recording or something

so of course they were shocked to find out that it was you

like they knew you'd be good but not that good

hange is now your number one fan <3 <3

they like to sing with you, and though they're not good at all, it's really fun

they'll play an upbeat song and say "sing with me y/n~!" so you end up singing and dancing without a care in the world

when they're tired from work they'll ask you to sing them to sleep

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rose-amaranth · 2 years

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timid love

pairing: bertholdt hoover x gn!reader

tags: childhood best friends to lovers, pure fluff, shy bertholdt, all lower case, cheesy cliché trash i wrote in a sleep deprived state, this is gn!reader i just chose a random gif lmao

a/n: omfg this is literally so ass i wrote this at 2am when i was very sleep deprived so i apologise for this lmaoo

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bertholdt hoover was quiet at the best of times, he was quiet in a way that if you didn't know him, you would get the impression that he wasn't enjoying your company when in fact this wasn't the case at all, y/n knew this, and didn't mind taking the lead in conversations, they knew he preferred to listen.

the two grew up together and formed a comfortable companionship, outsiders saw them as inseparable, a pair, where y/n went bertholdt followed.

such was the case on a boring dreary day after school, the two often studied together, this particular day bertholdt found himself rather distracted from his piling homework. y/n was very obviously struggling with sone trivial question but bertholdt couldn't help but focus on the arch of their brow as they were focusing intently on their work, the way they unconsciously chewed the end of their pen in concentration, the way their eyes, although tired, shine as they jot down their answers. even in these mundane moments he couldn't help but think about how fond he was of them. he wished he could find the words to tell them how he felt, but everytime he tried to put his feelings into words he backed out feeling like a coward.

he wished you knew how much he loved them, everyone else could see it and constantly teased the two about it, he wished they didn't deny their feelings, he wished y/n felt the same way.

y/n felt bertholdt's stare burning into them and gave him a small, gentle smile. "you almost finished bert?" he felt his cheeks heat up as he was caught in the act. bertholdt simply nodded and pretended to read his textbook.

little did bertholdt know that y/n felt exactly the same way. y/n loved bertholdt for as long as they could remember, they wished they could gather up the courage to just ask him out, they had an inkling that he felt the same way, but the embarrassment and humiliation that comes with rejection proved too daunting. they didnt want to ruin the friendship they had if anything happened between them.

"fuck it" y/n thought to themself, and they looked up into bert's deep green eyes, "bertholdt, i really like you, and not just in a friends kind of way" bertholdt's eyes widened in surprise, if he was red in the face before, he thought he must look like a tomato now, he was stunned into silence. "its okay if you don't like me back, in fact its probably better that way, let's just forget i even said anything" y/n nervously blurted.

bertholdt felt himself begin to panic internally, he was shocked, "y/n actually likes me back" he thought. in the backround he could still hear y/n ranting on. bertholdt gathered up all his courage, remembering the advice his 'wingman' reiner had given him previously and shut y/n up with a timid peck on the lips.

y/n immediately stopped talking and returned the kiss, in complete disbelief that this was actually happening.

bertholdt nervously cleared his throat and said "i like you too y/n... im sorry i couldn't tell you earlier, but i do, and i have for a long time now" taking y/n's hand in his larger one and looking into their eyes. y/n just widely smiled and kissed his cheek glad they finally came clean about their feelings for each other.

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a/n (again) : once again apologising because this is the worst thing i have literally ever written omg, feel free to like or comment or whatever authors say on here lmaooo. hope you enjoyed haha :)

#bertholdt x reader #aot x you #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #bertholdt hoover #attack on titan x gender neutral reader #aot fluff

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 1 year

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Please Read These Rules Before Making a Request

Angst, fluff, comfort, NSFW and SFW

LGBTQ+ topics

Mental Health and serious topics

Poly

Match up’s (When requesting a match up say that you want a match up and describe yourself. For example describe your personality, what you like and don’t like, if you want a adult character or not, etc) [MATCH UPS CURRENTLY CLOSED]

Blood and gore

Sensitive topics

Crossovers

Headcannons, scenarios, and SFW & NSFW alphabet.

Character x Character (depending on what ship it is)

I’ll write the reader as any gender

Demon Slayer, My Hero Academia, Attack on Titan, Jujutsu Kaisen, Resident Lover, and Resident Evil Village.

(For JJK I’ll only write for: Maki, Megumi, Yuji, and Gojo. Also keep in mind, I only know a little bit about the manga and I don’t know much about the storyline)

I’ll write Donna Beneviento from REV and RL. I will also write for Bela, Cassandra, Daniela, and Angie but only their Resident Lover version.

Incest/Stepcest

Character x OC

Religion

Male x Male smut

Hange Zoë with male parts

⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️

If you request a character that is a minor I will NOT write NSFW about them.

Any NSFW about AOT characters like Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Eren, etc I’ll write them in season 4 bc in season 4 they’re an adult.

I have the right to deny any requests, if I denied your request it’s either because I didn’t know how to write it or it broke one of the rules.

I’m a human being I have a life outside of social media so don’t rush me on making you request.

Characters I won’t write for:

In KNY: Genya, Daki, Gyutaro, Gyokko, Sabito, Makomo, Enmu, Rui, Kaigaku, Sekido, Aizetsu, Karaku, Urogi, and Zohakuten.

In MHA: Mirio, Eri, Kota, Koda, Sato, and Spinner.

In AOT: Floch, Gabi, Falco, Zofia, Udo, Marco, and Ymir Fritz.

How to request:

You can DM me or ask me requests but tell me if you want to be anonymous or not if you DM me.

(Request Status: Open!!)

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Armin 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒙 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

For the after you read angst collab and my HeartLand Attack On Titan first date series! @hanmacide @sanoinc

“Ice cream maybe?” Wait there’s something even better.” You pointed to a strawberry shortcake stand up ahead. “I don’t think cake is gonna cool is gonna cool us down.” You had been walking for hours and the temperature reached its highest peak of 97 degrees.

“They have something even better,” you assured him. “Ta Da,” you exclaimed. His eyes lit up once he saw the special board. A strawberry shortcake milkshake was written on it. “Do you wanna try it?” Whatever you want you can have L/n.” Okay well I want that.”

You put your order in for 1 milkshake. “Huh, why only one I wanted to try some too.” Armin didn’t get what you were setting up. The day at Heartland was going great as your first date so far. Except for the fact that Armin couldn’t pick up on any of your advances. Like your shameless flirting. Or you pointing out other couples doing cute things.

For someone who’s dated before he doesn't know a lot. So of course he didn’t understand when you only brought one milkshake. “Umm, I’ll be right back Y/n I’m gonna head to the restroom.” Okay, see you in a bit,” you sighed.

Once Armin got in the bathroom he immediately Group FaceTimed his friends. “Armin how’s its going,” they all asked. “I feel like I’m doing something wrong you guys.” Huh whys that?” We know you don’t get much play but come on dude you can’t flop with Y/n or I’ll have to take them,” Jean confessed.

“I’m not flopping you asshole,” Armin yelled. “Jean Shutup hell up let him speak,” Mikasa commanded. Jean stopped his ranting. “It's been awhile since I dated Annie.” And I don’t know if I’m ready for someone as great as Y/n.”

Armin heard everyone sigh at the same time. “Listen Armin buddy,” Eren spoke. “We all know how much you love Y/n you can’t let past thoughts of Annie get in your way.” Yeah,” Mikasa agreed. “You guys are meant for each other stop thinking so hard.”

“Also Armin Y/n just texted me and they said you probably think their gross.” Because of some Milkshake,” Sasha reported. “Shit.” I gotta go you guys.” He hung up the phone running back to you.

“Y/n,” he yelled. “Yes?” I don’t think your gross and I would love to share this milkshake with you.” So Sasha told you about what I said,” you laughed.

“Yes why would you think I felt that way,” he chuckled. “Well, I thought things were going good but you're blowing off all my advances.” So maybe you were ignoring them on purpose.”

“Hey look at me,” he instructed. You look at him still slightly embarrassed. “If anything im the gross one.” I mean I’m here with you someone so pretty, prideful,perfect and precious.” I'm just a bit rusty on my dating skills is all.”

“Damn did I say too much you look concerned,” he wondered. “Of course not I'll always accept praise,” you smirked. “I’m concerned as to why you think so lowly of yourself and so high of me like I'm Jesus or something?” Your the brightest and sweetest person I know Armin.”

“I'm happy you were smart enough to come out here and tell me I'm not gross or anything because I was starting to get worried not gonna lie.” Thanks Y/n I needed that reassurance.” Although I hated to bother you.” What's bothering me is that our milkshake is melting.” Now come slurp this down before it leaks on the table.”

“Let's have a competition,” he challenged. “Whoever drinks this milkshake the fastest has to buy our next one.” It's a deal.” You both shook in it. You dived in immediately without his approval. “Hey that's not fair!” he whined soon he joined finishing way before you.

Afterward, you guys went to the cupid's bridge on a short walk. “I didn’t know you thought I was such an angel.” And perfect oh you don’t have to flatter me so much.” Flatter,” he exclaimed?! “It’s the truth just look at you everything is perfect.”

“I just wish you would say the same thing about yourself.” Your my favorite thing Y/n.” I thought the ocean was your favorite thing, you interrupted. “The ocean has now been replaced from this moment on.”

“I can’t say your my favorite thing yet until I taste this cake baby.” You and him picked up a cake on your way to the hotel. You popped some into your mouths. You stared at each other waiting for a reaction. After taking another bite you stopped. “Mid,” you both agreed at the same time.

“We’ll I guess you are my favorite thing Armin.” So since we're each other’s favorite things would you like to maybe see each other again after today?” Hmmm,” you pondered. “Of course, I had a whole bunch of fun today,” you admitted. You threw away the nasty ass cake and headed towards the hotel you and Armin where supposed to stay at.

You got there in awe from the lobby alone. You two where staying in on of the many hotels called sweethearts corner. It was very PINK. With some black accents, it almost looked like a love-core barbie dreamhouse. You asked a stranger to take a picture of you with the mascot of HeartLand statue.

They came out so cute and you where enjoying the heart filled environment until Armin called you to the reception desk. “It seems as though Eren only booked one room.”

“That sly fucker” Armin whispered to himself. He could just imagine the others smirking now that their plan worked. “Do you not want to be around me or something because I don’t see a problem,” you teased?

“Of course I want to be around you!” Always,” he began. “And forever,” you finished. “So before we go upstairs y/n.” I wanted to ask… about the status.

“Just spit it out Armin,” you demanded. “Fine I was asking about our relationship well.. the status of it.” So your asking if your my boyfriend or not?”

“Yes, that exact question. “Hmm well, I do seem to enjoy your company.” Armin was sweating buckets awaiting your answer. “Is that a yes,” he interjected? “Definitely a yes!”

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