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weeabooofficial · 4 months

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Eren Yeager and his Immaculate Ability to be a Nuisance. -J.K. [18+]

Tags: smut, closet sex, cockblocking, Eren should be a warning on his own, dirty talk, language, modern au

Pairing: Jean Kirstein x Reader

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Word Count: 2.3K

A/N: Hi, hello. I'm not fucking dead like y'all thought. 2023 threw me for a loop with my writing, and then I had every intention of posting this for my birthday, back in July (If that tells you how long I have had this sitting in my docs). And then I wanted to post this in celebration of the finale of AoT coming out...

and then I fucking hated how it ended and had a four hour long rant over it.

So here we are in 2024, and I am finally posting this. Big thanks to my bff (best fishy friend) @offendedfishnoises for helping me with this all those months ago.

Eren Yeager must have thought he was a fucking genius, a comedic genius. Why else would he keep pulling the same bullshit over and over?

It all started when you first met Jean, your friend was throwing a party at her apartment and you decided to go. The two of you met, and hit it off really well. So well in fact, that you and Jean were officially dating by the end of the month.

Everyone seemed happy for you, everyone but one person.

That person just so happened to be, Eren fucking Yeager.

You and Eren had been friends for years, since you were children. It was only a matter of time before he took you getting into a relationship with the person he loved to annoy most, personally. To you, Eren took everything personally but that was just the way he seemed.

Eren cared for you, he really did. Growing up together, as close as friends could be, he just wanted you to be taken care of.

However, it wasn’t his fault that his favorite pastime was pissing Jean off to no end.

You didn’t notice what he was doing at first, it being the occasional interruption while you were having a moment with your boyfriend, but it only escalated from there.

It was Sasha’s annual Christmas Party, everyone in your friend group was invited and then some; to include you and Jean. The snow was falling, and the two of you were curled up together on the couch in front of the warm fire.

Jean’s hand rested on your thigh, just wanting to keep you close. Your head was on his shoulder, inhaling his warm, musky scent that made your nerves tingle.

You didn’t even get five minutes alone together before Eren came in with a plate filled with sweets and squeezed himself in between the two of you on the couch.

This was fine, you told yourself. Eren was always like this, but that was before it got worse.

By the end of the night, not only was Eren between you; but Armin, Mikasa, Sasha, Connie, Reiner, Annie, Berdtholdt, everyone you knew was squished between you and Jean, forcing you on opposite ends of the couch with the arms digging into your side as they chatted away.

Jean shot you a look from the other side of the room, a sorrowful smile on his face. It wasn’t like you could actually do anything to stop all of them from sitting between you, but you knew exactly what they were doing.

Eren was making it his life’s mission to make sure you and Jean didn’t have a moment alone together, and you didn’t realize how bad it would get until it was too late.

No matter where you were, at work, the store, even at your apartment, every time you and Jean tried to do more than share a kiss, Eren was there butting his way in.

Of course, Jean was angry and rightfully so. All he wanted to do was share a moment alone with you, and he was starting to get desperate.

“Babe, this is getting fucking ridiculous. He is your friend. Stop him.”

You stopped folding the shirt in your hands and gave Jean a look, “You’re friends with him too dumbass, besides what makes you think he will listen to me?”

Putting the shirt he had in the stack, Jean shrugged. “I dunno, I thought you would maybe scare the shit out of him like you do everyone else.”

“I do not–”

“Connie and Sasha refused to talk to you for the first week you scared them so bad.”

You gave Jean an unimpressed look. “That’s because I told them to stay out of my pantry, it’s not a free for all.”

A grin found its way on Jean’s face. “But you’ll let me into your pantry,” Wrapping his arms around your waist, he waggled his eyebrows giving you that look.

Before he got any further, you shoved his head away with your palm on his face. “Any chance you had getting laid tonight, ended with that comment.”

Jean looked at you with a pout on his lips, “Aw come on babe, you know you can’t resist me.”

“I can and will,” you hummed, continuing to fold the clothes.

You loved Eren, you really did. Even when he was being a little shit, you cared for him like a brother.

But that love was dwindling, and it was dwindling fast.

There was only so much you could take, between your job at the office and Jean’s at the family company, you almost never saw each other. That left no time to talk, not time together and no time for romance.

And with Eren making his presence known every single fucking time you were close to doing anything, your patience was wearing thin.

Jean was just as desperate as you were, so when you showed up one day with lunch wearing a tight little skirt and killer heels to match, Jean all but dragged you to the closest closet and locked the door.

His lips were on yours in a matter of seconds as he bunched the bottom of your skirt towards your hips.

Jean’s touch on your thighs was like fire, with weeks of denial igniting it within you. Prying your mouth open with his own, Jean slotted his hips between yours as he swallowed each little sound you made.

“Fuck–” you gasped against his lips, feeling his cock grind against your heat through his pants. The rough material adding friction to the area which desperately needed attention.

“Jean please–” you begged, hands gripping the back of his shirt pulling at the material as if it was personally offending you.

With a hand still holding you against the wall, Jean made quick work of undoing the belt of his pants before popping the button and pulling the zipper.

“Hold on baby, I’ll take care of you.” Shoving his pants down just enough, his cock sprung out of his pants slapping against the skin of your thigh. Jean moved the string of your thong aside and swiped his fingers through your folds.

A gasp tore through you, your body jolting in his hold.

“Fuck–” he choked, feeling your slick pool between your thighs. “This pussy is already so wet for me, you that desperate for my cock?”

His breath fanned over your face as you ground your hips against his hands, pulling at the hairs on the nape of his neck as he thrusted two digits into your cunt.

“Jean–Jean please!” you begged, looking up at him with those pleading eyes that had him so weak, he’d do whatever you wanted.

Banging his fist against the wall, Jean couldn’t ignore the doe-eyed look you had. So sweet, so innocent, when he knew you were anything but in the privacy of your own home.

Jean knew the way you looked when you were bent over, taking his cock round after round begging him for more; to fill you with his hot cum to the point it spilled out around his shaft. Jean knew the way you looked, when you were on your knees sucking his cock like it was your day job. The way your pretty lashes fluttered up at him as you made sinful movements with that devilish tongue of yours that had him bucking his hips making you gag around him.

It was the same way you were looking at him, and he had barely touched you.

Somewhere deep in the back of his mind, Jean thought of making you wait this long again if it got you looking like this for him once more.

Using his hips, and other hand, Jean hoisted you higher up his hips before thrusting into you. The sounds you made made his head spin, fuck you sounded to pretty too. Biting his fist that was against the wall, Jean held in his moans as he watched you absolutely lose it finally being able to feel him this deeply within you.

You paid no mind to the uncomfortable feeling of your skirt pressing against your stomach as you began to rock your hips, wordlessly trying to convince him to go deeper.

“Fuck–, missed this pussy so bad.” his breath tingled against your ear, wracking your body in shudders as he continued to thrust his hips, stretching you to take his cock.

Your moans filled the closet, the soft grunts Jean made in your ear as he fucked you for the first time in what felt like forever. Hands grabbing at whatever you could reach, you pulled his lips down to yours, senses filled with the smell of his cologne and the taste of his morning coffee on his tongue as it bullied its way into your mouth, laying his claim on you.

Jean’s hand moved from your waist, to the button up blouse you were wearing. “Wanna see these pretty tits baby–” he gasped between kisses. “Wanna hold them, play with them, squeeze them. You’d like that, yeah?”

All you could manage was a nod as Jean ripped the buttons of your blouse open, a few popping off and landing on the floor. Neither of you cared, as he hastily pulled your bra down your shoulders and chest until he could grasp your tits in his hands.

The sounds from the hall outside were drowned out by the blood pumping in your ears, not caring one bit who heard Jean fucking you senseless in a tiny closet. The two of you were so lost in the feeling of each other's bodies, you didn’t notice the lock get picked with the handle slowly turning before you were blinded by light coming in from the hall.

Jean quickly used his body to cover yours, keeping your dignity intact not caring about his one bit.

Over his shoulder, you saw the face of Eren Fucking Yeager and the slight smirk in his face when he realized what he caught the two of you doing.

“I was wondering where–”

“Get the fuck out Yeager,” Jean hissed, grateful that his arms were filled with you so he couldn’t turn around and knock his teeth in.

“Oh come on, Jean. You don’t want to share?”

That was your last straw.

“Eren, get lost or I will rip your dick off and feed it to the dogs.”

You watched the expression on his face morph from his usual cocky confidence, to a flicker of fear. It was a far-fetched threat, sure, but with the death glare you were giving him, Eren wasn’t sure if you were serious or not.

And he didn’t want to find out.

Clearing his throat, Eren suddenly looked away before shutting the closet. “Carry on,” before you heard it lock once again.

Only taking a few seconds to recover, Jean readjusted his grip on you before looking down at you with a grin.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think with the way your pussy tightened around my dick that you actually liked getting caught.”

Immediately, your face got hot. Shaking your head, you opened your mouth to respond before it was cut off with Jean grabbing your jaw at an angle that kept your mouth open.

“Don’t bother lying baby, I know you liked it.”

Your eyes widened at the look on his face, squirming under his heated gaze. “No I–”

“Maybe I should fuck you in my office next time,” he hummed. Within moments, Jean pulled out of you before flipping your body around and thrusting into you from behind. “Bend you over the desk, taking you like this for hours as everyone around us hears how well you take my cock, hm?”

Bracing yourself on the wall, you couldn’t ignore the way your walls fluttered around his dick when he said those words.

Jean chuckled, wrapping his arms around you pressing his hips into your ass as he fondled your tits. Enjoying the little gasp you let out feeling him tug on your nipples, you arched into his touch feeling a hand travel up your chest and throat before forcing two of his fingers in your mouth.

“Maybe, I could have you suck me off with this pretty little tongue of yours.” Your mouth was forced open, his fingers pressing down on your tongue refusing to let your moans be softened. Jean wanted to hear every sound you made, as he speared you open on his dick.

The moans you let out had Jean cursing, his hips stuttering as he got close to the edge. “You’d like that wouldn’t you? Sucking me off under my desk as you hump my foot, desperate for me to touch you?”

You tried pleading with him, your orgasm so close now that you were incoherent. A couple more thrusts of his hips as you choking out his name as your orgasm washed over you in a violent wave of ecstasy, coating his dick in the creamy white substance.

“Fuck, baby. Just a little more and I’ll fill you so full, it’ll drip down your legs.”

The debauched moan you let out was drowned out by Jean’s grunts and growls as he kept pistoning his hips against yours, before he came with a loud cry, burying himself to the hilt making sure you took every drop of his seed.

As the room quieted down, you heard his breaths in your ear as Jean pressed kisses to your shoulder.

“You–,” he panted, “You are so fucking amazing baby.”

You were at a loss for words, nothing on your mind but how good it felt to be filled by Jean. Tilting your face to look at him, Jean smiled down at you while his bangs hung in his face. “I love you so fucking much,”

Smiling against his lips, you hummed in agreement. “I love you, too.”

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xxaraaq · 5 months

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cw | angst, traumatic upbringing, unprotected sex, long distance relationship for a little while ig

Reiner x black! reader

A/N | This is prob my longest fic so far but I really enjoyed writing this and I cried a lot. I hope y'all enjoy. Not edited btw so don't mind any mistakes.

The first time you told him that you wanted to move away when the time came to decide what you wanted to do with your life, he didn’t think much about it. Your opinions regarding your future fluctuated constantly, from what you wanted to have as a snack to what you wanted to be when you grew up. You could never decide on one thing for long. You were only nine at the time, and you left it at that. He was still glad that you dropped it nonetheless, for it would hurt him beyond measure to watch you leave. The two of you went to the creek to play with the other kids after that, and his thoughts were occupied on other things such as getting back at a boy called Clarence for pushing you onto a pile of rocks after you told him to leave you alone. Reiner’s always been like that, walking the extra mile for you whenever you needed it, even if you didn’t ask. He was the type to stand behind you when you were deep in a conversation with someone else, quietly hanging onto every word as you went on without a care in the world. It was simple, and he liked it like that.

The second time he remembers you bringing it up, it was around freshman year of highschool. Things had started getting stressful at home, with your father having gotten caught in an affair and your mother turning to wine to cope. Those days were mainly spent at his fathers farm, helping him with his chores and anything that needed tending too. He always noticed how you would come to him with dry tears staining your face, but he never said anything about it. He was just happy that you were coming to him when things got hard, and you were happy that he was there through it all. Your bouts of sadness would never last long with him though, he would always be able to cheer you up no matter what went on in your home. You would come over so often that his mom would make you a plate once it was time for dinner. It was a normal day, you were helping Reiner with carrying hay bales for his horses, when it came out.

“I think I wanna move to a big city, like New York and LA once I graduate.” You say, mind fixated on not getting bit by Daisy, the feistiest horse you think you’ve ever met. He stops in his tracks, looking at you with a shocked face. “Why would you wanna do that?” He asks, concern lacing his tone. “I don’t know. I think I’m just tired of all the bullshit that comes with this sucky ass town. I wanna be able to live my life without anyone trying to strike down my dreams just cus’ they think it’s not the way I should be living.” You shrug, petting her as she chews on the straws of hay. He doesn’t really know what to think, but it makes him nervous. He knows that you have a multitude of reasons for wanting to get out, but he doesn’t want to see you go, especially not without him. It scared him, but he wasn’t going to let his fear outway his advice for you.

“Well I think you should do whatever makes you the happiest, I would hate to see you stay here in plain old misery just because you chose the thing that would make other people happy.” You smile at him, knowing that he talks purely out of his heart, and not just saying what you want to hear. His wholeness is your favorite quality about him. He’s never been one to shy away from the truth, and he always has your best interest in mind, even if it wasn't the best for him. “Awww, really?” You coo, walking up to him. “Yeah, why not? Why should you stay here if you don’t want to? Because of what other people might say? Screw that, it’s your life, and you shouldn’t be living it for others who don’t actually give a damn about you.”

Without a doubt, those conversations were your favorites. You could be open and vulnerable with worrying about being judged or brushed off. It was talks of real life that constantly reminded you that Reiner was truly a good friend, a good person. He would actually listen instead of simply hearing to respond. It made you feel heard, made you feel like you weren’t out of your mind. It was the same for him as well. Whenever he talked about the pressures that his father put on him about being a leader, being responsible, and putting family above everything; he knew that all it took was a knock on your door and you would be there for him, comforting him with honest words and a tight embrace if need be. It was the perfect relationship, easy and smooth.

Until he started to fall in love.

He knew when he started to look at you in a different way, he wasn’t oblivious. He grew, so did you. The person you were sprouting into amazed him. You were kind, but not a pushover. Firm, but not some – well, most of the time. He was mesmerized by all parts of you, good and bad. You couldn’t lie when you thought he turned out just as fine, if not finer than all the other boys you grew up with. He was a solid six one, with years of hard labor showing on his body. He was still a gentleman, which is what you think is what you loved most about him. He was the sweetest boy you’ve ever known, and it wasn’t just for show. He was everything if not one for chivalry, always opening doors and being polite, slinging out “Yes ma’am” and “No sir”, just like he was taught. He was what every mother wanted their daughter to bring home, but he only had eyes for you. People could see it too, that’s why no one tried to steer his attention from you. He was the first and last person you saw every night, and were both fine with that. You would take long drives in his truck in the early mornings of the weekend, and spend time together in his cargo bed on late Sunday. It was peaceful, just you and him. He knew that you were starting to catch on, but he wanted to enjoy it, because talks of favorite tv characters turned into what colleges were being applied to. The unburdened era of childhood was slowly coming to an end, and it was frightening.

Frightening because you would have obligations to take care of, frightening because he knew that his endless conversations were manifesting.

Frightening because he knew his time with you was coming to an end.

Your mothers addiction had gotten much worse over the course of time, leaving you to have to deal with her hysteria. Reiner lost track of the amount of times you had called him on the landline, practically begging him to come pick you up, to save you from the cloud that has consumed your mother, from the feelings that brew inside you. You had grown sick of the stuffy place you call your hometown, and he had caught on quick – he always does.

The last time you talked about it was the summer after graduating. Your dynamic had changed, longing gazes had been throwing and touches had been shared. It was getting more romantic, more intimate. Reiner’s father decided that he should go stay at his grandmother's lake house for the summer, and that he should bring you. You knew you could go without having to ask, so off the two of you went. The ride was easy, songs being sung along to and many stops being made for pictures and pee breaks. The house was beautiful, with the frontside facing the beach. You settled in quickly, buzzing with excitement as you ran to the clear blue water. Many days were spent like this, the pair of you swimming and laughing and kissing in solidarity. It was what he dreamed of, being alone with you to just soak in your presence, nobody calling his name and nothing to worry about. It was bliss, until it wasn’t.

Summer was coming to a close, with only two weeks until fall semester began. He drove you two home, the air different from usual. He knew the privacy you had with him was going to change the nature of your relationship, but it still bothered him inside. During it all, he noticed that you would be awake in the early morning, asking your mother about a letter. He knew you wouldn’t talk to the woman unless it was of absolute importance, you despised her after all. You seemed more nervous the closer you got, but he tried not to think too much of it, summing it up to having jitters on going to college.

It wasn’t until you called him a couple days later with dread in your voice that he knew what the phone calls were about.

“I got in.”

Words so simple, but so sad. Usually one would be happy that they got into college, but you weren’t. It hit him like a ton of bricks, he didn’t know what to do with himself. Was he supposed to be happy for you? Was he supposed to cry with you? Was he supposed to be strong for you? Yes, that’s exactly what he needs to be, what he's always been for you; for everyone.

“I’ll be over in a couple, just wait for me, okay?” His voice has always calmed you, but not this time. With a simple okay, you hung up the phone. He speeds through stop signs, breaking the speed limit by around twenty miles just to get to you faster. He jumped out the car, jogging down your driveway as you jump into his arms. He’s warm and smells nice, the scent of his cologne and freshly wet soil hitting your nose. He holds you for a second, then five, then ten. “What’s wrong sugar? What’s got you so worked up, huh?” He asks, looking at your features for any signs hinting at your distress. “I got in, Reiner. UCLA, they accepted me.” You say, gripping his shirt for support. “UCLA? I-isn’t that in California?” You nod, and he sighs deep, pulling your head to his chest. “I’m so glad they accepted me, but I’m scared. I don’t know anyone there, and I don’t wanna leave you.”

Him. You didn’t want to leave him. He didn’t want to, but in that moment he felt so ecstatic that he was the only reason you wanted to stay. It was selfish, he knew that, but he elated that he was that special to you.

“Isn’t this what you always wanted? To get out this shitty little town and finally live your life?” He was right, when was he not? But it still hurt knowing that he wasn’t coming with you. “Yes, but I love you, and if I leave I won’t come back. I don’t wanna leave you here and you never see me again and you move on with life while I never stop thinking of you, thinking that if I stayed then none of it would’ve happened.” You were crying at this point, tears pouring down your face. He wiped them, even kissing some of them away. “Now in what world would I move on without you? Don’t be silly now, you're my number one girl. You're gonna go to UCLA, live your life, and be happy. I’ll be right here, supporting you from this shitty little town in Texas. We’ll talk to each other on the phone, and we’ll still love each other the same.” It was a lie, and he knew it. But it wanted to believe it so bad, you did too. You spent the rest of the night with him, and you ended up making love.

It was new to the both of you, but for some reason it wasn’t awkward. Light kisses down your neck and soft moans filled the night sky as your dream came true. As ashamed as you were of the fact, you had fantasized this night many times before. He treated you with care and compassion, as he did any other time. But it was different, more transparent. It was hot, sticky, and sweaty. But neither of you cared, happy to do this with each other, to be the others first.

It wasn’t long after that before he had to help you pack and see to the train. His mother cried for and with you, hugging you tight as she whispered prayers in your ear for your success and safety. You could see tears in his fathers eyes that wouldn’t dare fall. He told you that he’s always seen you as his own, and that he was happy that his son got to grow up with you. He drove you to the station, hand on your thigh as a reminder. A reminder that he’s there and that he doesn’t want to let you go, a reminder that he loves you.

A reminder that he’ll never forget you.

You wish you lived close enough to an airport so that you could spend more time with him before you left, but that wasn’t the case. He picked your luggage with a quiet grunt and followed you to the platform. You turned to him, not knowing what to say, and he knew it. Your eyes met his, and a tear raced down his cheek. You followed suit, and soon the both of you were crying. He pulled you into a hug that you never wanted to leave, and he knew it. He knew all of it, and that’s what you think made saying goodbye so much harder.

“Promise me you’ll call?” You ask, sniffling. “Course’ I will, doll. What kinda man would I be if I didn't call my woman?” His woman. You’re his woman. It’s supposed to make you happy, but it just makes you cry harder. “Cmon now, I don’t want cha’ goin on this train boo hooing when you have so much to look forward to.” You shake your head yes, touching your forehead to his. He kissed you again, then again, then again. If you weren’t whispering to each other, you’re sure that bystanders would’ve noticed by now. But you didn’t care, you just wanted one more night with him to watch the fireflies and talk about meaningless shit that has meaning in the moment, because that’s what it comes down to. Moments with him make you feel like everything is perfectly fine, even if they’re not.

You hear the deafening sound of the train whistle in the distance, signaling the end of your time with him. “There’s your train to the future baby.” He says, kissing your temple. “Shut up Reiner!” You laugh, leaning into it.

He helped you board the train, finding your seat with ease. He looks at you, and you look at him. He’s frozen in place, and so are you. “I love you so much, let that be known for as long as you live.” He says, hugging you for the last time. “I love you too, don’t forget it either. Oh, and don’t forget to tell Daisy that mommy loves her.” You joke, chuckling as you see his face drop. She had warmed up to you over the years, and you were now her favorite person.“That damn horse is the bane of my existence.” he scoffs, and you burst out laughing. “I think you, your family, and that damn horse are the only things I’m gonna miss around here.” You say, playing with his collar.

The conductor yells something you don’t catch, but you know it means that he has to leave. “Can’t I just come with you and tell my parents why I didn’t come back later?” He asks, a boyish tone in his voice. “You can’t,” you coo, “if you did, they would actually kill you when you got back.” “Who said I would come back?” Your eyes widen in shock, really contemplating it. All in all, he could come, but he has a life here for him – you don’t.

“No, you need to stay so you can take your fathers farm once you're old enough. I know that it’s your dream even though you get tired of it sometimes.” He looks at you with an expression you can’t explain. It’s as if he’s trying to tell you something he can’t put into words, but he doesn’t need to. You understand him just as well as he does you. Some things don’t need to be said, and this is one of those things. “Call me when you get there, ok?” He borderline begs. You say yes, and he finally walks off.

The trains move with a jerk, but you don’t pay attention to it. You see him as he slowly disappears into the distance, being replaced by forest and gravel. You don’t cry anymore, more like you refuse to, but you think to yourself – what if I stayed.

When you reach California, as the first day commences, when you finish your freshman year, and when you graduate. Through it all you constantly think to yourself, what would've happened if I stayed?

The calls started getting sparser and short, life catching up to the both of you making less time for each other. It still hurts when you think about it, but life is life, and it doesn’t stop for anybody. By senior year, the two of you stopped talking all together. You found people, as did he. The two of you drifted apart, as many others do. But you don’t care about the others, all you care about is him.

He calls you the day you graduate. It’s short and simple,exchanging hellos and words of well being. You want to ask him a million questions, but you refrain. You're content enough with just hearing his voice, even though you know it’ll be for the last time. He’s in the middle of asking you what your class rank when you hear a youthful voice on his end. “Is that your kid?” You ask, deep down hoping he says no. There's a brief pause, as if he’s thinking of a lie to tell you. “Yeah, she’s my youngest.” He finally says, and your heart drops. “Oh..that’s lovely to hear. How old is she?” You ask, throat tightening up. “She just turned two, her birthday was last week actually.” He sighs, seeming to be occupied with her. “What’s that sweet girl's name?” You ask, eyes darting around the room looking for something to keep you busy. “Um..I actually named her after you.” You freeze in your tracks, breath hitching. “Does her mom know about me?” You ask, hoping that she doesn’t. “No. She’s from out of town actually. Her names Natalie.” You can’t breathe. Room starts to spin around you. He notices, and starts to call out your name. “I..I gotta go Reiner.” You hang up the phone before he can say anything else.

She’s a reminder. A reminder of your old love, a reminder that he’s always been waiting and still doesn’t want to let you go, a reminder that he loves you.

A reminder that he’s never forgotten you, and he never will.

-Nene

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brave-and-gentle · 4 days

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tried replying on the ask you sent, but had too many thoughts, Tumblr wouldn't let me type it all out, so im here in your inbox to share:

But — SAME!!! he's too good-looking that I couldn't wrap my brain around him NOT getting action. He also must have been a somewhat spoiled child with no siblings, so his confidence is very bloated lol (even a humble version of jean, I like to write him as being admired by so many people lol)

I do think he flexes in front of Connie esp after the fact, maybe also as a coping mechanism before he's back at war, about to leave the island for the first time. it's the very few "normal" experiences he clings to.

AND YES!!! I think Pieck would somehow be the experienced one if Jean was a virgin, and if she didnt jump his bones during those three years, I'd be so disappointed, same with Reiner I have too many things to say about this man!!! that poll just unearthed the myriad of head canons I have for him, thank you for indulging me and sharing your thoughts !! 💞

For real though thinking about the different head canons of how Jean "lost his virginity" (which is a stupid concept but it's the phrase I'm using for now) completely derailed my entire day - I cannot stop thinking about it!!

He is *such* a spoiled mama's boy, and tbh if I looked like him I'd also be incredibly vain.

Once again you are reading my mind, flexing so much in front of Connie and Connie is not having his bullshit <3 and poor Armin is in the corner like - I do not want to hear this pls!! Meanwhile Sasha manages to say something that embarrasses Jean and the whole thing backfires. The thought of Jean holding onto a sex life as one of the few normal things in his life has me sobbing, agh!!

I mean if Pieck didn't jump on both of those men when she had the chance, I sure as hell would. Although I don't think she'd mind sharing LOL, sister wives!!

In a modern au I like the idea of Jean being a late bloomer - big talk but is a bit too awkward around women and it happens later for him than he'd like. And only Marco knows the truth!! And and and Jean tried to do the one night stand life to one up Eren's sexcapades but the poor guy gets too attached and can't handle it <3

Thinking about this is actually helpful for my Jean x oc fic because it mostly follows canon, and well, of course these two have to fuck at some point, hehehe.

#too many impure thoughts about this man HELP #in my mind palace we def would've done the deed!!#jean is too good looking for his own good #ask #mochimoon #EB's mutuals #aot #attack on titan #jean kirstein

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eremiie · 3 years

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omfg this!!! with the aot characters (pls tell me connie isn’t the last one, this mf will be forgetting it too lowkey 💀)

aot characters reacting to you forgetting how long you've been dating;

eren literally gets offended :/ like bro it could’ve just been a mistake. he’s like “did you seriously forget how long we’ve been dating??” “babe, even i remembered that!!” “how did you forget??” pls reassure him that it’s a joke bc he is sad now

levi literally just corrects you and doesn’t think twice about it.... maybe he overthinks it a little before bed but he won’t bring it up again, if you keep insisting he's just like "okay, whatever." but he knows it's been 8 years

armin also just corrects you and he's like "baby! we haven't been dating for 1 year, it's been 3!" and if he's slightly offended you can't tell because he's laughing it off with you even if that kind of hurts

jean just doesn't understand how you could forget??? he's getting irritated by the fact that you genuinely think you're right and he's tryna calm down but... he's like "bro— babe, it's literally been 2 years i'm telling you, how are you gonna tell me??!?!?!" like huh? what you tryna say hoe?🤨

connie doesn't even realize you got that shit wrong tbh, like anon said, he lowkey be forgetting too, its YOU who reminds him yalls anniversary is coming up and he has to make a last-minute date idea😭

reiner will correct you but the longer you start saying that he's wrong the more he starts believing it, he starts thinking he forgot how long you guys have been dating </33

porco is OFFENDED, how could you forget you and your lil jawbreakers anniversary???? "did you seriously forget how long we were dating?? >:(" pls apologize bc inside he's hurting </3

colt just corrects you and frowns, "it's been 5 years, not 3 bubs." DONT EVEN GO ON WITH THE PRANK, COLT DOESN'T DESERVE THIS

z*ke raises his eyebrow at you until you're like "what?" and then he's like "how long have we been dating?" "... 2 years." starts menacingly nodding his head, "okay, okay." on your 4th anniversary when you're like "baby it's our 4th anniversary!!" he's like "no? it's only our third, remember what you said?" mf played you at your own game, sad

sasha doesn't realize at FIRST, but unlike connie she double-takes and is like "huh??? 't's been 6 years babe, not four!!!!" and she'll insist that it's been 6 years, because SHE KNOWS!!! she grew up on a farm she's keen in everything, from remembering stuff to having good hearing, tuh don't play my girl like that 🙄

mikasa corrects you and moves on, like levi, but she might be a little disappointed that you forgot, and she's like "no, it's been 5 years.", "it's been five."

hange's jaw drops, she's acting more offended than she actually is. "honey, it's been seven years what are you talking about??" she's laughing because you kind of sound stupid, and she's hitting you with LOGIC "okay so why a couple days ago you said it was our seventh anniversary?? did you forget that fast?"

historia is only half listening tbh because she's getting something else done, when she hears she just lets it slide because the queen don't got time for your bullshit okay 😭 "mhm, yup, i can't believe it baby." like girl??? did you not– okay

hitch probably forgot too tbh LMFAOOO, like when she realizes she won't care that much but she's like "bae, i promise you it's been 2 years... like i know." you guys will go back and forth and she swears up and down she knows what she's talking about

annie really doesn't care tbh, it was just a mistake, dates are hard to remember, hopefully you'll remember it next time

pieck corrects you calmy, and like hange she tells you why it's been 4 years and not 2, like... you have no choice but to drop the prank bc she's right :/ "honey, if we got together three days after zeke's 27th birthday, and he's 31 now, it's been 4 years." "i still have texts from when i asked you out, wanna see?"

yelena corrects you calmly too, when you keep insisting she probably just stares at you until you "remember", kind of creepy, but she's a little unhinged so this isn't out of the ordinary

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miekasa · 3 years

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daylight’s wasting (you better kiss me)

↯ pairing: eren jaeger x reader

↯ genre and warnings: college au, fluff, someone please be gentle with this boy i’m begging you, jean and eren pretending they don’t give a fuck about each other whilst actually being best bros for the win

↯ word count: 2k

↯ summary: based off of that reddit post about some guy talking about his girlfriend washing his hair for the first time + hoping it fills a request for someone asking for reader playing with eren’s hair for the first time :’)

↯ notes: this is cross-posted and edited slightly from another blog in a completely separate fandom, so if you’ve seen it before, no you didn’t </2

Jean can’t say that he immediately noticed a pep in Eren’s step when the green-eyed boy met him in the library, but what he does notice is the stupid, dopey looking grin and starry-eyed gaze in his eyes that he’s sporting while he’s not doing his part for their project. And while Jean considers himself relatively attractive, he knows for sure Eren isn’t shy about making it known that he doesn’t; so the brunette doubts the literal heart eyes Eren has are for him.

“Eren? Eren, bro, are you good?” Jean calls, a dark eyebrow raised above his left eye. Eren barely registers the calls of his name, and it takes Jean waving his hands in front of the shorter’s face for him to wake from his trance, looking up at Jean with that same, longing smile (that’s, admittedly, starting to creep him the fuck out).

“Yeah,” Eren sighs, something reminiscent of a lovelorn cartoon prince, as he rests his elbow atop his notebook and his chin the palm of his hand, “I’m good.”

Jean looks at him, skeptical and confused. He shifts in his seat, but Eren’s eyes don’t follow—he just stares ahead, lost in thought and completely unaware of everything around him. He looks like a lovesick little bitch if you ask Jean. Or completely sloshed.

Slowly, Jean leads forward, eyebrows pinched, looking for streaks of red in Eren’s eyes, “Are you stoned right now?”

“What?” Eren pulls back, almost offended, “No, I’m not high—Jean, what the fuck?”

Jean simply shrugs, leaning back into his seat, “I dunno. Yesterday you were so stressed about your acrobatic salt cycle samples—”

“—Acetylsalicylic acid. It’s basically Asprin, and I wasn’t stressed, they just weren’t crystallizing the they way they’re supposed to—”

“I don’t fucking care. But now you look mellow as hell,” Jean cuts him off, “Just thought maybe you rolled a good one before coming here or something. Not that I’m judging, of course. But you’re much more of a lightweight than you think, so try not to go—”

“‘M not a fucking lightweight,” Eren groans, “You and Reiner are just heavy bodied.”

“Just admit you can’t hold your shit, Jaeger.”

“I’m not admitting shit. Mikasa makes strong drinks, that’s all.”

Jean grits his teeth at Eren’s stubborn antics, but lets it go. It’s not like the conversation was going anywhere, anyways. “If you’re not baked, then what’s got your head in the clouds?”

Eren shifts in his seat now, pulling his hand off the table, and into his lap. Jean’s suspicious eyebrow is quirked again, and that slightly creeped-out feeling is back when he spots Eren’s ears going red.

Jesus Christ, he just asked a simple question.

“Not that I care,” Jean tacks on, feigning disinterest, “But if it’s gonna keep you from doing your half of the project, just spill it already so we can get this shit over with.”

Eren rolls his eyes, but that blush is still there. He looks like he contemplates waving it off for a minute, before he sighs. “(Y/N) and I showered together yesterday,” he finally blurts.

Jean blinks. “Oh. So you got laid—”

“—No, no, it wasn’t like that!” Eren corrects him, the red on his ears spreading to his cheeks slowly, with every word that spills out of his mouth. Eren stutters, a hand coming up to rub at the back of his neck, “She just… She washed my hair.”

Eren sighs, flustered and frustrated, and annoyed that he looks like this in front of Jean’s horse-faced ass of all people; but he knows, that no matter how much shit Jean talks, he can rely on him. For better or (often times) for worse.

And Jean, for as hotheaded as he can get, and for as much as Eren annoys the shit of out him, knows how to read a room; and in this moment, he can see that Eren is actually coming to him with genuine emotions, other than masked anger and abrasiveness. So, the both of them concede; pull back from their usual pointed commentary, and listen to what the other has to say.

“Ah,” Jean comments, lamely; an embarrassed blush of his own growing on his face at his stupidity. The two sit in silence for a moment, before Jean speaks up again, “It’s, uh… It’s nice, right?”

Eren’s eyes snap to him, wide. He almost completely forgot that Jean’s in a committed relationship, too. The two don’t often go to each other for relationship advice, or… relationship venting, but Eren makes a mental note that maybe, just maybe, he should.

“Yeah,” Eren admits, “I don’t, uh, I don’t know how to explain it. It was just—”

“Relaxing?”

“Yeah. Like all the bullshit from school just melted away all of a sudden,” Eren confesses, “All she fucking did was wash my hair and hum for, like, five minutes, but I feel like… I don’t know. Good.”

Jean hums, acknowledging Eren’s words and mulling them over. “Loved,” he chimes in with an awkward cough, “Pretty sure that’s the word you’re looking for, Jaeger.”

Eren chokes on air, his eyes darting around the room. So, yeah, it’s still a little awkward, talking with Jean of all people about his relationship, and love, and all that gushy stuff; but, even Eren can admit, it’s comforting to know that someone knows what he’s feeling—even if that someone is Jean.

“You should tell her. Girls like that shit, when you tell em what you’re thinking, you know?” Jean comments, picking up his pen to resume scribbling in his notebook. He sounds nonchalant, but from the redness on his face, Eren can tell he’s just as flustered, and probably thinking about his own girlfriend. “Besides, you’ve been together for a long ass time now. Don’t know what you’re waiting for at this point.”

“Yeah,” Eren coughs, pretending to resume his own homework, “Yeah, I think I will.”

“Good,” Jean nods, “Now will you fucking paste your paragraph in the Google Doc so I can rewrite it and make it coherent.”

“Fuck you, it’s coherent as is.”

“As if. I’ve read your shit before, and it sounds like it was written by six year old on meth. You science majors can’t write to save your life.”

“Tough talk from someone who can’t do basic addition.”

“Derivatives and shit aren’t basic addition, they were created by a man who died a virgin. Tells me everything I need to know about them and you.”

Three days later, Eren finds himself alone in your off-campus apartment, laying on your bed, stomach to the mattress, while he tries to convince himself to study for his upcoming biology exam. He finds looking around your room to be much more interesting, though, and takes the time to notice things he hadn’t before.

There’s a small strip of images of the two of your in a clear mason jar on your nightstand—the newest addition to your collection—from the photo booth at the ice-skating rink you went to last week. Eren doesn’t know why you insist on going to every photo booth you come across, but who is he to deny you the pictures.

When he looks to your closet, he isn’t surprised to see two of his hoodies, one of his warm-up soccer uniforms, and last season’s hockey jersey hanging up. What does surprise him, is the way they’re all hung up next to each other, like they have their own little section amongst your clothing; like they were reserved, special almost. He bets they’re all probably washed and clean, too; because you take care of his things like that.

He thinks about how he has a few pairs of sweatpants and pajamas—hell, even a pair of slacks and a button-down from one of your fancier dates—all tucked away in his very own drawer in your dresser. The bucket hats thats you claim are oh-so ugly still have their own place in your room, hanging next to your belts. Even his psychology textbook sits on your desk, clearly set aside for him and taken care of, but still integrated amongst your other belongings.

You seem to be the only person who thinks Eren and all his baggage can have a place in your life. You seem to always have space for things to fit in, no matter how stupid, or ugly, or tattered they are; no matter how emotional, or lost, or impulsive he is. Nothing is out of place here, himself included.

Lost in his thoughts, Eren doesn’t register the sound of your front door opening, or your footsteps growing louder. In fact, he doesn’t register that you’re home at all, until you come padding into your bedroom, shaking your backpack off of your shoulders and setting it next to his on the ground.

“Hey, baby,” you greet him, almost offhandedly, as you place your coffee down on your desk. He doesn’t mind—actually the element of practiced casualness in your tone brings a kind of warmth to him, and makes his stomach flutter.

“Hey,” he smiles, a stupidly fond look in his eye as his watched you shimmy your jacket off of your shoulders.

Eren sits himself upwards, shifting so that his long legs dangle off the edge of your bed as he watching your silhouette move throughout your bedroom. When you’re finished removing all your layers and jewelry, you finally look to him, greeting him a second time as you walk towards him and your bed.

Eren cages you in when you reach him, his ankles wrapped on top of each other as he secures you standing between his legs. He wraps his arms loosely around your waist, while your fingers crawl up the nape of his neck.

“Your hair’s dry,” you hum, your fingers raking through his brown locks as if to make your point, “You didn’t shower yet?”

Eren shakes his head lightly, craning his neck forwards to tuck the cold tip of his nose into your collar. He holds you a little tighter when you smooth his hair down, one of your hands resting against the back of his neck, and lightly scraping at the hairs near his nape.

“How come?” you question innocently, “I thought your classes ended a few hours ago—did your lab go late again? You should tell your TA you have a life outside of trying to culture bacteria in a dish, you know.”

Eren chuckles lightly, but feels the concern in your voice tug heavily at his heart strings. You seem to really hate his lab TA.

“Wasn’t him this time,” Eren mumbles against your skin, “Was waiting for you.”

“Yeah? That gonna be a regular thing, now?”

“Wouldn’t mind,” Eren confesses, words barely audible as he buries his face into your neck. He tries tickle you with his eyelashes, shift the heat towards you, but you move out of reach too quickly; your hands on his shoulders, forcing him to sit upright.

He has to look up you, just slightly, and he hopes he doesn’t look like a complete blushing idiot. If he does, you don’t seem to mind, if the way you cup his face between your hands is any indication.

“Well then, come on. I bought two new loofahs yesterday.”

Eren follows you to the bathroom with a smile, borderline giggling with excitement all the way to the shower. When it comes down to it, he relishes in the feeling of your fingertips against his scalp, suds of shampoo cascading down his neck as you find amusement in coiling his hair into a bubbly mohawk.

It’s so mundane, so simple, yet overwhelmingly intimate the way you’re taking care of him—the way you always take care of him. It fills Eren to the brim with emotions he can’t even begin to convey with words.

And when you’ve had you’re fun, and made sure his hair is throughly clean and smells like apples, you take your body wash on the ball of his (his! his very own!) loofah, and scrub away at his back, down his shoulders, across his torso; and Eren can’t stop the tears from falling.

He realizes his must look bizzare, to be standing the middle of your shower, crying like a baby with soap and suds all over his body, but he can’t help himself.

“Eren? Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing,” he assures you, hiccuping between his words and sniffling away any more tears that threaten to fall. You don’t seem convinced, and once again, Eren feels his heart swell at just the sheer thought at you’d hold even an ounce of concern for him the way you do.

“You’re crying, Eren,” you point out, voice soft, but clearly concerned, as you reach your hands up to cup his face again, “Did I hurt you? What’s wr—”

Eren cuts you off by wrapping you in a hug, hoping—praying—you know that you could never hurt him. The two of you spend nearly five whole minutes like that, your arms wrapped around each other’s middles, with warm water pouring over your naked skin. Eren can feel you pressing shallow kisses into his chest, and he feels his heart physically swell every time your lips make contact with his skin.

It’s on the fifth, quiet press of your lips that Eren knows he can’t hold it in anymore; pulls away from your embrace to look you in your eyes.

“I love you,” he finally confesses, with wet hair stuck to his forehead, and teary eyes. It’s hardly a picture perfect moment, but Eren can’t bring himself to care; he needs you to know.

But, of course, you already did. “I know, Eren,” you say with a smile, kissing his chin, and then on the tips of your toes, his lips, “And I love you more.”

#aot x reader #snk x reader #eren x reader #eren x you #eren smut #eren fluff #aot imagines #snk imagines #levi x reader #jean x reader

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levisgirll · 3 years

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𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 (𝙇𝙚𝙫𝙞 𝘼𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

event: Cookiefics' cliche Collab @cookiefics

character: Levi Ackerman

prompt: “I changed for you.”

theme: modern au, high school/college au ♡

synopsis: levi was known as the scariest looking guy in the whole high school, everyone was afraid of him because of his stoic expression and also because he was one of the leaders in the survey corps gang that ruled the school! everyone would avoid him, not talk or even interact with levi. but you did not care about all of that and just went to highschool like normal with your close friends. but everything changes when levi and one of his gang member interacted with one of your friends and it bothered you a lot. this both got your attentions, and with that levi now sees a real purpose of life because of you and he wants to prove to you that he is a good man (which you do notice), for y/n only.

➡ text: ahh I'm real happy that I was able to join cookie’s open collab event! I hope this turned out alright and you all like it 🥺❤️ for this fanfic, I decided to use the fact that was stated by isayama that if levi were to be in a highschool AU he would be in a group of bullies, so I will be using this! (I kinda lowkey see that too-) also I really like how this turned out (?), should I make a part 2? let me know :,) and if you enjoyed it please then leave a like or a reblog!

a bit of angst (?), fluff, modern au, fanfiction ♡ —

Another day, going to high school. You were in your last year and just one more year and finally out of this damn place, Y/N wanted to graduate fast and just start university with her close friends. “Good morning sleepyhead!” your head was smack and you turned around ready to smack them back, and you clearly knew who it was . “Ugh Connie, I told you stop doing that!” You yelled out and tried to fix you hair. You let out a small smile when all your friends came by your side which where Sasha, Connie, Bertholdt and Jean! “Man, I’m not ready for history class at 8am! Mr. Erwin is just gonna be blabbering for so long.” Jean said with such a long sigh and you let out a laugh, “Yea, I’m probably going to doze off.” Bertholdt came by your side and opened the classroom door for you to enter first, “I’m gonna join you with that, lets seat at the back.”

As soon as you entered the classroom, you saw your seats taken by a bunch of scary mean looking guys. “Huh, who are they?” Jean said with a pissed look, you then noticed Armin being interrogated aggressively by a tall big looking guy. “What do you think you two losers doing? Can’t you see this seat belongs to me and the boss now? Screw off.” He said in a threating tone, and threw Armin’s books on the floor. Y/N was pissed and did not hesitate to react, “Y-Y/N Wait! That’s-” It was too late for Sasha to warn Y/N and they rushed towards the big looking guy and stood between him and Armin.

“Hey! What do you think you are doing?! Leave my friend alone you jerk!” You yelled out and turned around to look at Armin. “Hey, you okay?” But he just stood there with fear shown in his expression and you then felt a hand on your shoulder which startled you. “Hey....First, the name is Reiner...And second, do you even know who you are talking to?” You were taken aback by his comment, and as soon as it hit you, you just realized that you yelled out none other than one of the survey crops gang members and the boss that Reiner mentioned who was sitting on your seat was....Levi Ackerman!

Y/N was frightened but still, stood their ground and turned around towards Reiner, giving him a glare. “I don't care, respect others in this classroom. Besides, this seat is filthy right now cause you guys sat on it, so we don’t need it anymore!” Y/N pulled Armin’s arm quickly and told your friend to seat in the middle seats. You then noticed someone was looking at you, you turned around and noticed Levi was actually looking at you this whole time, he scanned your body, looking from down to up and both of your eyes met. ‘What....he isn’t mad at me?’ You wondered and turned around to look front of the classroom. Reiner was about to head towards you but Levi then spoke up and suddenly stopping him. “Leave them be Reiner. After all....we are ‘filthy’ to them.” Levi said in a sarcastic tone while he was crossing his arms, still looking at you from behind which you felt and that made you shiver.

After many classes, you decided to meet up with your friends later on in the canteen as you headed to the bathroom. As you were walking down the hallway, you bumped into someone. “Hey Watch it!” As soon as you turned to look who you bumped into. It was...Levi. “Oh...It’s you who stood up for their friend. And....called us filthy.” He said in a calm and quiet tone and this made you get butterflies but also a bit nervous as he was actually speaking to you! Y/N then slightly blushed and turned their head quickly to the other side so Levi wouldn’t notice it, ‘What the hell...He’s actually good looking?!’

“Yea, Of course I would. Unlike you.” Y/N said crossing their arms and giving him a glare, “You are fast to judge.” Levi said with a slight chuckle, and leaned his back against the wall while putting his both hands in his pockets, still keeping his eyes on them. “Y/N...right? You are kind of interesting.” You eyes started to widen by what he said, and when you looked at Levi you could tell he was actually saying the truth. “But....you are an idiot. Don’t go around doing what you did today to Reiner to others, you will get in trouble.” Levi sounded a bit concerned, he then got off and started to walk ahead of you. ‘Is he worried about me?’ Y/N wondered and then took off.

It was no lie and a fact that Levi had been keeping his eyes on Y/N for quite a while and it turned out that Levi was actually curious about Y/N and he would always watch them during class, lunch time and would try to have small talks with Y/N sometimes and this had shocked everyone. Shocking how, Levi the most scariest guy in High school and the leader of a frightening gang was actually showing his soft side only to Y/N. Levi was in fact strongly attracted and interested towards Y/N as they were always honest, strong and had always been friendly and nice to everyone. It was then later on that the both of them had feelings for each other, but they would keep that to themselves, thinking the other did not feel the same way.

It was after school and Y/N crossed paths with Levi Ackerman who was with Furlan and Isabel. Levi gave them a wave, signaling them to leave them be and Furlan sent a smirk to Levi and elbowed his shoulder which made Levi get a slight blush on his cheeks. “Oh, look who’s here.” Levi uttered sarcastically. Y/N gave out a sigh, thinking Levi would again tease them as he was doing it quite often nowadays, this made Y/N think that Levi probably hates them and that’s why he was teasing them as everyone said it was odd for Levi to pick on others. Although, everyone was misunderstanding that Levi was doing that for another reason.

“Back off Levi, I don't have anytime for your bullshit today.” Y/N said bluntly and was about to leave him, but Levi quickly said after “What do you mean? I was gonna ask if you wanna walk home together, Idiot.” He said after coming beside you and ruffled Y/N’s hair. “W-What...Um okay.” Y/N was a blushing mess right now, as they walked side by side with Levi, their crush. ‘Did Levi actually say that? He is actually dropping me home?’ Y/N thought while they could smell his beautiful scent, and Y/N’s eyes then wondered to look at his attractive side profile, then to his undercut hair that was neat and clean. Levi then caught Y/N starting at him and they looked away quickly. “What? Did you shit or something?” He joked while looking at Y/N, “Huh?! N-No What the hell Levi!” Y/N lightly boxed his shoulder while their cheeks went red from being embarrassed. Levi loved seeing this side of them as they could see their reaction which he found cute. “What? I just asked, calm down.”

Y/N and Levi had a long afternoon walk, and the sun started to set down. He did not want to part away from them and wanted to spend a longer time with them, just their presence next to Levi made him forget about all his problems, issues, the gang he was trying to control and handle as many of them used their power to bully others in their High school and Y/N did mention to Levi how they hated that a lot which Levi agreed to. “Hey....” Y/N then said suddenly which got Levi’s attention and out of his thoughts, “Thanks, for dropping me home. But, I wanted to ask.” They said quietly and looked down as they held on their backpack tightly, “Hm, Go ahead.” Levi uttered in his usual calm tone to Y/N.

“I want to hang with you more! But, I promised myself I wouldn't hang out and be around bullies, so....if you want to be around me more. T-Then stop your gang bullying others! Everyone thinks you are like that too, but the more I am with you...The more I realized you aren’t like them. So, please prove them wrong. Ugh, just cause you are their leader, they are using that to their advantage and I don't like that!” Y/N finally spoke out their thoughts and was still looking down. Levi just stood there, and nodded, not saying a single word which meant that Levi agreed to what Y/N said and appreciated how they valued Levi as a person and not a bad guy and also how they knew the real him, trusting him was something he admired about Y/N a lot. But, he finally spoke and said, “I will...for you.” as soon as he said that, he turned around and left which made Y/N wonder the whole night what he told them.

The following day came, just another boring and tiring day as Y/N was finally leaving her high school as they stayed after school doing extra studying. But, that was not the case anymore as Y/N was approaching the school gate to leave, they saw a strange looking guy blocking the school gate which made Y/N nervous “Um...could you move aside?” They said to him and as soon as Y/N said that, the guy quickly went towards Y/N and held on their wrist. “So you are the one, who is changing him. Because of you....you ruined everything, even my plan!!” The guy was furious and he yelled out at you as he was tightly holding on to your wrist, Y/N winced from the pain and struggled to move their wrist away from him, “Stop it! That hurts.” Tears then started to run down from your cheeks and you closed your eyes tightly, wishing....Levi to come and save you, ‘Levi...!’

You suddenly felt your wrist not having anymore pain and his hand slowly leaving your wrist. You then opened your eyes and looked up and saw none other than Levi in front of you, holding the guy’s arm really tightly! “You are fucking dead, Zeke. Now you have done it, I’m not gonna let you slide this time.” You were shaken, frighten by what was happening and you started to worry for Levi. “L-Levi..!” You called out his name and Levi turned around to look at you and gave you a soft looking smile, “Don’t worry. I’m gonna sort this out. Wait for me near the park.”

Y/N moved back slowly and was hesitant to leave Levi and go there all alone, “Hey. I’ll be there soon, so go on.” Levi reassured you, which made Y/N nod and turned around and started running towards the direction of the park. Y/N kept on running and running while tears were running down their cheeks, ‘What the hell is happening! Who is this Zeke guy?! Why did he come for me and what plan was he even talking about?!’ Your thoughts were running around your mind until you reached the park and you started to gasp for air.

As you sat on the swing, waiting for Levi, you started to overthink and wonder if anything bad happened to him. But, your phone distracted your thoughts as it started to ring with so many notifications, you opened your phone to see your school group chat talking about the fight between Levi and Zeke. Apparently, Zeke was the one who was brainwashing the survey gang members, and making them bully and hurt other students and one of them were Reiner. This then made sense why Reiner was being rude to Armin the last couple of weeks and it was Zeke’s plan to make every member of Levi’s gang to later on go against him, making Zeke the leader instead. Everyone talked about how intense the fight was and that Levi finished him off by knocking out Zeke.

“Levi....Please come back...to me.” Y/N began to whimper, missing Levi by their side, and feeling sadness slowly taken over them with more tears coming from their eyes. “Oi, Stop crying.” Y/N felt a hand suddenly on the top of their head, which was being caressed slowly. It took them a minute to process what was going on and then finally realizing that Levi was standing in front of them! Y/N quickly jolted from the swing and brought their arms around Levi’s shoulders, hugging him tightly and not wanting to let him go. “You Jerk! What took you so long?! I was so w-worried”. You were now tearing up even more, but this time...it was happy tears, and you were glad to know that Levi was finally by your side. He did not hesitate to hug you back and was glad you did that actually, he then proceeded to softly rubbed your back, but he was shocked to see the strong willed person he loves in tears, which then made Levi blame himself that he was the cause of this.

After you have calmed down, they pulled away from Levi’s shoulder and looked up at him. “I left.” Levi finally said and your eyes widened, the cold breeze slowly blowing your hair as you stood there shocked while looking at this grey eyes that never left yours. “The gang. I’m done for good now.” Levi gave you a smile, a smile that he was glad by his choice and the one who pushed him to go for that choice was none other than y/n. After the rival fight, Levi promised himself to disband the gang for good, leaving no one being there anymore and the bad kids leaving as they did not have Levi anymore on their side and to use to their advantage. Although, this decision would not even cross his mind if he haven’t met Y/N. They changed his life and made him see things in a better perspective, it was also because Y/N did state that they wouldn’t want to hang with someone who was around with people that bullied others and Levi did not want to lose them. From now on, Levi wants to make you happy, protect/support you and be your shield, you were his sunshine and someone he would cherish and wants to be by your side for the longest time.

Levi went closer to Y/N and placed his hand on the side of their cheek, and he slowly caressed it with his thumb, rubbing away the tears that stained their cheeks. “I changed for you.” Y/N stood there blushing after hearing what Levi said and as soon Levi saw Y/N’s red face, his ears then his whole face went red too! Now realizing that Levi actually did this all just for Y/N and the promise they told Levi, that was the main reason to it all. “I can see an idiot here.” Levi said bluntly and that caused Y/N to look around, seeing who he was referring to. “Huh, Where-” Their words were taken aback by Levi flickering their forehead. “Right here.” Levi then started to give out a small laugh as Y/N brought their hand on their forehead, while still y/n’s cheeks still being red. “H-Hey! Why do you keep teasing me like that!”

Levi then grabbed y/n’s hands and held them up, and as he was holding it tightly your hands were now being warmed up. “Can’t you tell? I teased you....cause I like you.” You then started to recall all the times where he did tease you but it was only to you, and he would not do that to anyone else, he would only show his soft side to you, and his gentle kind-hearted side was something you only knew of. This then made you get butterflies and you started to get a fuzzy feeling which Levi did too.

It was indeed a long evening, but the atmosphere and the feelings you both had and shared spoke it all and Levi then promised you that he would do his best to take care of you, make you happy and also....be the best boyfriend for you, which you agreed to!

BONUS: One day, Y/N was going to the supermarket and they bumped into Kuhel Ackerman! She looked absolutely beautiful and you then figured that’s how Levi got his good looks. “Oh you must be Y/N! My son mentions you a lot at home, but he is too stubborn and shy to talk about you! Are you both perhaps together?” She would say with a big smile, she was really sweet and nice, you both shopped around and got along pretty well. She then asked if you could come over for dinner one day which you agreed to and when Levi found out about that, he was a blushing mess that evening. And how the tables turned how now his mother was now teasing him instead which made you giggle.

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vrisrezis · 3 years

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Aot crush and relationship hcs

Tw as I talk about suicide for reiners bit

- liking you makes him guilty (if you’re a soldier that is) and he doesn’t completely know what to even do about the situation

- as stares at you quite a bit and is self aware it’s obvious and tries not to too much

- you’re special to him

- probably tries to bring you along home with him and bertholdt before he even confesses he likes you but it probably works in his favor

- he honestly wants to marry you, a thought in his head before he even confesses his feelings

- not a blushy boy all the time but whos to say he can’t? You can totally make him blush

- when he finally decides to confess, he’s quite nervous about it but hey.. he’s lost a lot that was important you guys don’t have much time left

- a part of him wished he never became the armored titan so he’d have a longer time with you but at the same time if it weren’t for that he wouldn’t have met you (again if you’re a soldier but ok)

- if not hey it’s fine, he got to know you growing up and had a bigass crush on you that was so obvious that porco would purposelessly flirt with you to piss him off

- in a relationship, hugs and cuddles are quite often from Reiner you make him all soft and he’s such a cuddly man look at them big arms

- he’s the best hugger and cuddler tbh

- even if it looks weird, he likes to be the small spoon sometimes, just to be held and feel safe and protected for once

- he’s just so used to protecting you, which he loves and insists on doing but sometimes just wants to feel safe and protected by you

- likes patting your head

- gabi adores you so much, you guys are besties at this point

- gabis just really happy Reiner could find somebody to care and love for, it’s about damn time

- does not like you fighting, but if you have to then you have to

- will spoil you and buy you whatever you want, he does it cause he wants to spoil you though...

- when gabi finds this out you know she’s coming along for your dates more often to just get something

- dates are as often as you and Reiner can have them, which is more than most of the characters I’ve written for already

- you being with Reiner comes with a lot of emotional baggage that he doesn’t wanna put on you, he’s put it on a lot of people and he’s gotten a lot of people killed (who died in order to protect him such as bertholdt and ymir and etc)

- just be there for him, he doesn’t need you to understand he just needs somebody to not see him as a complete piece of shit so he can feel less guilty about it

- he has so much guilt :(

- so much to the point he doesn’t wanna live in this life anymore, but you being there makes it easier for him to have a will to live, for you

- at this point in his life he goes along with whatever you want

- he hates the idea of being separated from you at all

- yeah he’s a clingy boy in his adult years because he knows his time is coming up

- when he dies he says he wants you to look after gabi

- while the idea of dying sooner makes him feel better, can’t say he likes the idea of leaving you though he is constantly at a conflict between whether he’s happy to be the armored titan because he gets to protect you, die sooner etc or if he hates it cuz he can’t live longer to be with you and actually grow old with you

- even with his short life span, he wants to marry you

- it’s his final wish

- deep down Reiner wishes you could’ve started a family ;(

- he tells you to forget about him when he dies and start a family though tbh

- he loves you so much

(S4 eren does not exist, the reason for that is the whole reason he became a shit head, I won’t spoil for the non manga readers or those that aren’t caught up with the manga, but yeah)

- this blushy boy can’t help the nervousness he feels around you and doesn’t always know what to say around you

- you make him at a loss for words honestly which isn’t like him

- he thinks about approaching you often, but he gets so tongue tied

- mikasa usually has to do the talking and we all know she isn’t the most talkative gal ever

- he might try to impress you, even in his titan form he tries to impress you

- especially if it’s early on and it’s a new development he’s gonna wanna show it off

- doesn’t like being babied (as shown with mikasa) so he might wanna be the one to protect you and do things for you

- would die at being complimented or touched in anyway by you

- people don’t give him enough credit, he’s lost his mother, he has lost other people he grew to care for, he’s a protective boy and is scared to lose you or fail you

- he is oblivious to any feelings that might be returned

- he is usually one to cling around often as well

- he feels comfortable being vulnerable and crying in front of you

- but he still wants to seem like he at least knows what to do and he can protect you and whatnot but truth is he’s really scared he’ll fail you like he did with his mother and hannes

- this will be a slowburn for a longtime unless you say something eren is a loser with this shit

- even with armin and mikasas encouragements he is scared to tell you

- so he simply asks you questions to see if he can get any indication that you love him back, or at the very least like him

- it takes awhile since he’s dumb but when he gets an answer he wants, he asks you out

- being in a relationship with eren means him constantly being at your side and attached to you at the hip

- if not soulmates why always together ??

- FR though

- he likes having an arm around you if you’re shorter, let’s not forget as an adult he’s 6’0

- kisses your cheek often

- jealousy is also often, he has a lack of confidence compared to others sometimes but it’s nothing that’s an issue or anything

- you teach him what freedom really is, the freedom to love somebody in full, unconditionally, the freedom to have that feeling and it being the most amazing feeling

- play with his hair, he loves it

- not so much when it starts to get really long just cuz it gets knots sometimes but brushing his hair and putting it up it always nice and he appreciates it

- can we all agree he looks better with his hair up

- forehead kisses if he’s taller, it’s likely to be a newer development since he was quite shorter/average height back then

- while he hates being babied, he will let you take care of him if he really needed it

- but mainly likes taking care of you

- neck kisses don’t have to be a sexual giving hickeys thing and eren is living proof since he loves giving cute neck kisses

- likes to grab your hands and just kiss em

- first of all, keep in mind this man is like in his early/mid 30s and now like almost 40

- he’s not gonna have this schoolboy crush, he thinks it’s childish

- at least that’s what he says

- he can be caught staring at you often, very often

- like he’s so obvious damn, but it looks like he’s glaring at you

- only hange and Erwin can tell that he likes you with his stares gonna be real!

- finds excuses for you to be around him, maybe that’s having you in his squad now, maybe it’s helping him clean, whatever it is he’s getting you

- so maybe in his own way clingy

- he often talks to you in a similar fashion that he does with Erwin and hange, somewhat more “casual” in Levi’s terms, or kinda “teasing” as teasing as a levi can be and it not sounding like teasing

- deep down worries for you often and is protective, eren is already protective enough because of who he has lost just think about Levi he literally loses everyone

- tries not to be overwhelmingly protective, it can be annoying and would make him obvious

- also if you think it’s impossible to make him blush think again all you gotta do is hug him, he doesn’t even hug back but still!

- eventually decides you could die at any moment, life is short, especially in this world

- so he just asks you out and gets it over with

- so now you date!

- it’s hard not to worry for Levi with the constant bullshit he goes through, but it does feel nice to have somebody worry about him so he takes it

- he just doesn’t like the idea of you worrying about him too much since he’s supposed to be humanity’s strongest, he wants you to have some hope/faith

- likes patting your head, doesn’t matter how tall you are compared to him

- nobody would have the balls to call him short except for you

- we all know he isn’t good at his emotions but he will allow himself to be soft and vulnerable when y’all are alone

- doesn’t tolerate pda

- he also keeps the relationship mainly secretive because you could become a target, he doesn’t care if eren and the others know though

- likes kissing your hand a lot, or your neck/collarbone

- totally into pressing your foreheads together he finds it nice

- he at least can hug back now but that takes a long time lol

- Yes. you can squish his cheeks. Will he be extremely annoyed? Yes. Will he do anything about it? No.

- he’s so soft for you? God

- has nightmares about losing you often, so you share the same room so he feels better knowing you’re alive next to him

- or you comforting him back to sleep works

- will buy you things if he can, likes spoiling you when he can but not toooo much

- if you suggest turning into a titan he says no

- while a part of him is like yeah a guaranteed 13 yrs he also is like no he wanna spend the rest of his days with you he cannot allow it

- yeahhhh so maybe he’s got some naive hopes, but this time he thinks he can achieve them and finish this shit ... he can only hope

- not enough people write for my best boy, sad day ;(

- him with a crush though? Let’s be real he blushes quite a bit it annoys him though especially if you ever comment on it

- you just make him all mushy and god he loves you so much

- hand on his smushed cheek with a goofy smile and just stares at you, this happens all the time

- Sasha loves to remind him of that like everytime he does it

- very defensive of you, if anyone disrespects you they are catching these hands

- so it is likely fights with Jean bc he disrespected you (even if he was joking) are often

- he always tries to make you laugh, especially when you’re going through a rough time. He wants to see you smile and laugh and hates seeing you sad at all

- probably flirts with you, but he makes it sound like a joke so it’s hard to take him seriously

- he’s protective if he has to be, he’s not as strong as others but he can hold his own very well. (He’s canonly the fastest or at least one of the fastest, so he can get you out of situations fast)

- is overall even more goofy around you than he normally is because he just wants you laughing

- he can be clingy even while just being friends, often finds excuses to hang around you

- gets teased a lot by Sasha and Jean about his rather obvious crush

- sometimes he just daydreams about you so if anyone hears him sigh dreamily or zone out they know it’s cuz he’s thinking about you

- like seriously daydreams about you so much, the only time he isn’t is when he’s around you (which even then it still happens sometimes) or during like fights where he could die at any moment

- would die at being touched physically, or being complimented

- he will be like “yeah ofc I am haha ;D” in a joking way, but he is dying on the inside

- gonna be real confessing takes a longer time than anyone on this list like even eren and Reiner because he is so scared of rejection and losing the friendship you have he holds it so close to him

- it’s extremely important since it’s not often he ever likes somebody? Plus you make him feel the happiest he’s ever felt like? Honestly he cannot do without you man

- when he finally does (thanks to Jean and Sasha pushing him to do so) he’s a blushing mess

- dating him though is wonderful, he’s attached to you at the hip, you guys are always together he hates being separated

- it’s annoying for everyone else though

- if you’re not around for some reason he doesn’t stfu about you

- he gets sad when you guys are apart ;(

- cheek kisses are often since they’re easy to give (it’s likely he’s shorter than you so just... easy cheek kiss... or because of the huge burst of height he gets as he ages he’s extremely taller and again cheek kisses are easy)

- loves hugging you, or just having his arms engulfed around you in some way

- terrible pickup lines? Absolutely. He’s mainly joking but sometimes he’s being serious

- before he’d do anything to make you laugh it’s even moreso now that you’re dating

- hand holding is often

- he is good at comforting you if need it

- would like to just be held after a tough day

- likes to hug you from behind

- loves kissing your hands <3

- my god if anyone is blushy it is Jean but I think we know this based off his interaction with mikasa

- cannot stop staring at you, at least Connie has some control and is just not aware of it. Jean is aware of his staring but has no self control.

- unlike Connie who has the confidence to jokingly flirt Jean doesn’t have that confidence. Acts like a cocky bastard but actually isn’t.

- probably says he made a move, or that he’s going to but hasnt and everyone knows it

- gets extremely nervous around you, palms sweaty, knees weak (arms are heavy)

- if you ever got hurt, protective mode (especially if it was to protect him cuz Christ he will lose it)

- scared to lose you, he lost Marco he doesn’t wanna lose you too

- he loves you so much, its come to the point where he can’t live without you. If you died he wouldn’t know what to do and he would probably go crazy without you around

- he’s always worried about you and watching out for you

- probably really jealous even before dating you, he’s constantly worried other people will have a better chance with you (if he noticed somebody else likes you he is all on that, he knows)

- he will try to impress you, also because of his jealousy but still. He wants to prove he can be good for you romantically

- so he’s constantly playing up how strong he is until you kick his ass in a fight

- however despite how nervous he gets around you, after some time he eventually is kinda himself. He doesn’t wanna seem like a dick around you so he acts overly nice but eventually you get close enough to where he can be himself

- likes to tease you sometimes

- probably calls you an idiot, especially if you are one or act like one at all. He don’t mean it but you know that.

- eventually will confess, because he’s sick of Sasha and connies teasing and lame attempts to be wingmen

- they’re so obvious abt it btw Sasha will just be there like “hey Jean y/n looks very cute today don’t you think so?” And Connie just nudges him, “yeah tell them how cute they are today, I think they look adoraaable” and he’s like “yes you’re very cute today” and then they just leave and make it awkward for you both

- when he tells you how he feels he’s stuttering so much, it’s painful

- dating Jean is still awkward, he’s still nervous but moreso that he might fuck up somehow and you’ll break it off with him

- eventually yeah, cuddlebug

- loves hugs

- clingy af

- mans can cook, you already know he cooking you something as much as he can

- loves giving you forehead kisses if you’re shorter, if not then cheek kisses are cool too

- before you dated he’d probably try to nervously compliment you and just stutter and die inside, in fact there was a time he didn’t talk to you at all because he never knew what to say

- he tries not to impress you as much but still does and is a jealous boy but less jealous cuz you’re dating him

- he needs constant reassurance

- he’s such a sweetheart deep down he is willing to do so much for you

- still calls you an idiot or any other nickname but more comfortable with it now that you’re dating and likes teasing you

- also eventually tells you how much he loves and cares for you, and tells you the extents of his love

- he loves always being around you and gets annoyed when Sasha and Connie tag along but you probably don’t mind

- he loves you though so he’s like . Ok

- he’ll follow you wherever you go tbh

- he’s also a blushy boy at times, especially if you’re in close proximity in some way

- complimenting him? Do you want him to pass out?

- I feel like people act like he’s overly mean to his crush but I don’t think he’d be mean. He’d try really hard to get along with them to the point where he might act like he likes the same stuff they do

- he’s clingy in general w/ you. Honestly not being around you for even a little feels like forever. Sometimes it’s just months before he can see you again, that hurts him ;(

- he’s such a softie deep down I can’t

- super protective as well (again I think everyone in aot is but mannn porco is so protective)

- he has seen some shit he knows what happens to people and he doesn’t want it happening to you

- very loyal to you tbh

- will find any excuse to touch you physically even if it puts a blush on his face, the first time he did he died but still... he liked the feeling and doesn’t ever wanna miss that feeling

- wraps an arm around you “casually” and “friendly” like all the time

- since him and pieck are pretty much always together, now it’s the three of you that are always together

- pieck finds it sweet though, and loves that he has somebody he could care for as much as he does

- ofc she tries to wingman, whenever he’s not around she asks you what you think of him. If you think of him as something more or what

- it’s because of one of your talks with pieck about porco does she finally encourage porco to tell you how he feels

- it takes awhile, he’s mainly worried of rejection or that he’ll lose you while you’re dating

- when you’re dating though, an arm around you at all times. If not holding your hand. (Ofc if you’re not currently discussing important matters)

- but yeah doesn’t mind pda, just not too much

- holds your hand if he is not having an arm around you

- kisses you like a lot, ofc when nobody else is around (or just pieck is around) but yknow

- he’s clingy, likes spending alone time w/ you but again wouldn’t mind if pieck was there

- gabi loves aww’ing at you guys and tbh so does pieck

- it does embarrass him sometimes but he loves you so he deals with it

- speaking of love he loves to remind you how much you mean to him and how much he loves you, he is not making the mistake of not letting you know how much he adores you

- teases tf outta you, like Jean would call you nicknames like idiot or something but he adores you too much for mean nicknames

- to make up for it he has pet names

- he’s also pretty jealous too btw

- make him feel better with lots of smooches

- he likes squishing your cheeks, surprisingly doesn’t mind if you do the same to him =)

- when cuddling he puts his face in either your chest or neck and peppers little kisses there

- pickup lines .. yeah they’re so bad he doesn’t care as long as they make you either blush or laugh

- low key just ... gently holds you, he loves u so much he’s so soft

#aot #aot x reader #attack on Titan #attack on Titan x reader #snk #snk x reader #porco galliard #porco x reader #porco galliard x reader #jean kirschstein #jean kirschtein headcanons #jean kirschtein x reader #connie springer #Connie x reader #Reiner x reader #levi ackerman #Levi x reader #eren yeager #Eren x reader

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ghost-party · 3 years

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It’s important that all new hires attend training. Meet your coworkers, learn the ins and outs of camp life, and participate in valuable team-building activities. At the end of training, you can choose who you’ll work alongside this summer.

This post details your first week at Camp Paradis, including your initial interactions with your fellow counselors and support staff members. 😁

Warnings: swearing, Ymir jokingly threatens arson, mention of hazing, Porco terrorizes the youths, a big bowl of condoms, Miche’s abs

⬅️ Back to Camp Paradis

GIRLS’ CABIN

When you arrive for staff training and walk into the cabin you’ll be sharing with the other female counselors, you’re not exactly sure what to expect. But your worries are eased when you’re enthusiastically welcomed, and you quickly find yourself warming up to everyone.

Sasha Braus is energetic and quick to laugh, and she seems to have an endless supply of snacks and candy in her duffel bag. (She swears you to secrecy, eyes wide and mouth full of potato chips.) Junk food is one of her biggest weaknesses, but her dream is to become a chef at a high-end restaurant and impress her whole family with her renowned culinary skills. Mikasa Ackerman is quiet but kind, and she wears her camp name tag and keys on a bright red lanyard that hangs around her neck. She asks where you’re from and what your major is, and you find that she’s a very attentive listener. She tells you that her two best friends, Eren and Armin, are counselors here, too. Sasha interjects and informs you that her cousin is the archery and high ropes instructor, and Mikasa merely sighs and clarifies, “My second cousin...”

Annie Leonhart is also quiet, and from what you can tell, she mostly keeps to herself, nose stuck in a book. But when Sasha reveals that she’s the current reigning tetherball champion, and that she nearly broke one of the boys’ noses earlier this morning, she smiles and tucks her blonde bangs behind her ear. You learn that she teaches self-defense classes at the local rec center and volunteers at the animal shelter every other weekend. The blanket on top of her sleeping bag is patterned with tiny goldfish, and she wears a silver ring on her right hand — a gift from her father, who’s often out of town for work.

Historia Reiss and Ymir Lenz are, at first glance, nothing but contrasts. While Historia’s plastic storage drawers are full of pastel t-shirts and pressed khaki shorts, Ymir’s suitcase is spilling over with dark clothes and ripped denim. The petite blonde has fairy lights strung up around her bottom bunk, and the freckled brunette’s bed is barely made — a red sleeping bag thrown on top of the bare twin mattress. But Historia is quick to show off the lovely engagement ring on her finger and introduce her fiancée, Ymir’s arms easily sliding around her shoulders in a casually possessive gesture.

After you’ve unpacked, the Head of Girls, Petra Ral, pokes her head in and asks if there’s anything you need. She’s cheerful and upbeat, with a wide smile and glossy auburn hair. But when a young man with an undercut and a cocky grin saunters past on the path outside, teasing her with some inside joke you don’t understand, her eyes narrow and she leans halfway off the porch, calling after him, “Fuck off, Galliard!”

This only elicits a chorus of faux-offended shouts from the boys’ cabin, including, “My innocence has been ruined!” and, “These girls and their foul language! FOR SHAME.” Ymir casually suggests that you all steal their clothes in the dead of night and light their cabin on fire. When she’s met with awkward silence, she shrugs and says, “I’m kidding... Obviously.”

BOYS’ CABIN

When you visit the boys’ cabin later in the afternoon, encouraged by Petra to introduce yourself since you’re a first-year counselor, you’re met with seven curious stares. The first to speak up and say hello is a blond boy named Armin Arlert. He’s unfailingly polite, has a youthful face, and is very well-spoken. It’s unsurprising to learn that he’s the president of the speech and debate club at Eldia University. He elbows his bunkmate, Eren Jaeger, who’s listening to music, his hands busy trying to tie back his long brown hair. He gives you a crooked smile, says hey, and looks back down at his phone. Armin sighs apologetically.

In the next bunk over, you meet Jean Kirschstein and Connie Springer, who have known each other since they were 10-year-old campers. Jean lounges on the top bunk, so tall that his feet dangle off the edge. His handsome face splits into a grin as he asks how old you are and where you go to school. Connie, who’s still unpacking, throws a flip-flop at his face and tells him to “pack it up, Casanova.” This leads to a brief but intense trading of insults, during which you learn that kids used to call Jean “Horse Face,” and up until he was 12, Connie sleepwalked around camp, occasionally ending up pantsless in the dining hall, mumbling incoherently about birthday cake.

Bertholdt Hoover is even taller than Jean, but you don’t realize it until he stands and offers to shake your hand. He’s friendly but shy, and he stammers over his words as he tells you he’s a student at Marley Private College. It’s his best friend and bunkmate, Reiner Braun, who reveals that they’re both English majors, and that Bertholdt runs the campus literary journal. The taller boy turns pink and shoots Reiner a bewildered look before busying himself with a pile of clothes. Reiner is built like an athlete, with muscles that strain the sleeves of his old high school football t-shirt. But you notice that he’s writing in a spiral-bound notebook, short lines that look an awful lot like poetry.

You caught a glimpse of Porco Galliard earlier, as he teased Petra. Up close, he’s even better looking, like some magazine model — or at least an Abercrombie employee. He reclines on a flannel-patterned beanbag chair under the window and asks how your first day is going, his eyes not-so-subtlely looking you up and down. He tells you about tonight’s campfire and assures you that no one believes in hazing here at Camp Paradis. “We’re above that bullshit.”

But despite this, in the early hours of the morning, you hear the newbie counselors next door — Armin, Bertholdt, and Reiner — running around their cabin, Porco chasing after them with a blaring bullhorn. Ymir peers out the window, cackles, and reports that they’ve all been forced to strip down to their boxers. Your cheeks heat up and you resist the urge to tiptoe to the window to sneak a peek.

DAY CAMP & RESIDENT CAMP

On your first official day of training, you meet Erwin Smith and Zeke Jaeger. They’re both tall and blond, accomplished graduate students at local universities, and former championship-winning athletes — soccer and baseball, respectively. But while Erwin is warm and charismatic, with a charming (some might say panty-dropping) smile, Zeke seems more detached, with a sarcastic sense of humor and a more flexible approach to the rules.

They explain that counselors will typically be assigned to day camp or resident camp groups depending on how many registrants there are in a given week. But all counselors will stay in cabins with resident campers, to keep an eye on them and offer guidance and support. The only exceptions are those who volunteer to be their aides. Those select counselors will instead bunk in either Erwin or Zeke’s dual-occupancy cabin, in the empty room opposite theirs.

After being given the rundown of each program, you’re split into two groups for icebreaker activities with each director, giving them an opportunity to get to know their staff. Erwin sets up a hoop relay, during which you end up holding his large, calloused hand and laughing as he attempts to work the neon blue hula hoop up and over his shoulders. Afterwards, your group participates in a memory circle, reciting and memorizing each other’s favorite subjects, ice cream flavors, animals, and places you want to travel. Without you really noticing, Erwin’s answers — history, butter pecan, dogs (more specifically, golden retrievers), and Australia — stay with you, even after the game is over.

When your groups switch and you join Zeke on the other side of the wide open field, you end up doing trust falls, one of the most dreaded get-to-know-you activities. Before you know it, you find yourself with your arms crossed tightly over your chest, tipping backwards, losing more and more of your balance, until he catches you in his strong arms. He grins down at you, wire-rimmed glasses glinting in the morning sunlight, before he gently lifts you into a standing position.

You then sit in a circle and play a simple game of two truths and a lie. Zeke never fails to guess someone’s lie, and you’re struck by how perceptive he is, despite the impression he gives that he doesn’t really care. Everyone else is less fortunate, stumbling through guesses like they’re walking in the dark, while he observes with a knowing smirk. The lunch bell rings before anyone — his half-brother, Eren, included — can correctly guess his own lie. You have your own guess. But it will have to wait for another time.

WATERFRONT

You and the other counselors sit on the grassy hill overlooking the waterfront while Miche Zacharias — who’s somehow even taller than Bertholdt and always seems to be without a shirt — instructs you on swim time procedures and safety protocols. He mostly reads from the camp handbook, occasionally regaling you with a cautionary tale. Some of them sound too wild and crazy to be true, but his expression remains so serious, you’re not sure what to believe.

You’re called down in groups of four to take your swim tests, after which Miche determines whether you’re qualified to be a lifeguard or better off monitoring the shallow end. When it’s their turn, Jean dares Connie to do a cannonball right next to the waterfront director, which he does with zero hesitation. This directly contributes to them being stuck on buddy board duty for the foreseeable future, sitting around and checking campers in and out of the swim area, despite the fact that they’re both skilled enough to be lifeguards. Sasha laughs so hard at their disappointed faces that she nearly falls back into the lake, while the fourth member of their group, Armin, tries to give them some words of encouragement.

After each test, Miche hands out plastic wristbands with designated colors — red for lifeguards and blue for monitors — and makes all of you line up so that he can mark your board tag, a cheap plastic keychain, with your name and designation. When it’s your turn, you try to keep your eyes on his face. You really do. But it’s hard when you have to crane your neck to do so, whereas his perfect abs are right there in front of you. His pale green eyes crinkle at the corners as he smiles down at you with clear amusement, placing your tag on an empty nail and dismissing you back to your cabin.

HEALTH LODGE

The camp medic, Pieck Finger, leads everyone through CPR and first aid training at the health lodge. The large building contains a room full of sterile-looking cots, a kitchen, a private bathroom, and Pieck’s bedroom. The basement, accessible through a separate back door, serves as a lounge for the counselors. There, they can do laundry, play foosball or darts (or try to revive the broken pinball machine), relax on the threadbare, thrift store sofa, or attempt to check their email on the circa early-2000s PC in the corner.

You practice your CPR skills in pairs on faceless plastic dummies. Your partner, Bertholdt, seems reluctant to push too hard on its chest, and Pieck gently reminds him that he has to push hard in order for it to actually work. He glances up at you, cheeks reddening when you give him a reassuring smile and tell him he’s doing a great job.

Connie takes several ridiculous Snaps with his dummy, whom he’s affectionately named Archibald. (”Look! He’s bald. Get it?”) Historia patiently sits across from him, her French braids neat and tidy, and Ymir glares daggers at Connie from across the room, where Armin is trying to refocus her attention — and keep her from inadvertently popping the head off their dummy.

Sasha keeps darting looks into the kitchen, convinced that Pieck must have a secret snack stash. The focal point of her envy is the full-sized refrigerator. She’s practically salivating at the prospect of what might be hidden inside, away from prying eyes. Meanwhile, Reiner does most of the work on their dummy, his strong arms easily pumping down on its stiff chest. Beside them, Mikasa patiently guides Eren through each step — sometimes two or three times — and Jean watches, wide-eyed, as Annie flawlessly performs every step, as if she’s been doing it for years.

First aid training is similarly chaotic, but Pieck takes it all in stride, her airy, pleasant voice somehow managing to cut through the noise and laughter. She then walks the group through various health-related scenarios — bed-wetting, allergic reactions, ticks, bee stings, dehydration... When she ends the conversation by telling everyone there’s a punch bowl full of condoms under the bathroom sink, hidden behind the extra toilet paper, “just in case,” reactions range from snickering to furious blushing to a surprised fit of coughing. She simply smiles and shoos you all outside, determined to squeeze in an afternoon nap.

ARCHERY & HIGH ROPES

When you and the other counselors notice that an entire day of your training schedule has been set aside for archery and high ropes, there’s initial excitement. But it quickly devolves into trepidation when you meet your instructor, Levi Ackerman. He’s on the shorter side, with slate gray eyes that seem to pierce straight through you. And when he looks away after you introduce yourself, saying nothing at all, you’re convinced that he already hates you.

As each of you spends the morning learning how to string a bow, shoot an arrow, and set up and tear down the archery range for group sessions, Levi is quick to call out mistakes. He sighs heavily when Eren’s aim is off. He makes a face when Sasha struggles to pull the loop of her bowstring over the notch, her arms trembling. And he swears under his breath when Armin can’t find one of his arrows.

But there’s a peculiar patience to him, as well. Gruffness aside, he gives fair critiques that are easy to understand and seems to genuinely care about everyone’s safety and wellbeing. When he notices that your bow is angled too low, you prepare yourself for a sarcastic remark or an exasperated huff. Instead, he places gentle yet firm hands on your arms and guides them into position, his chest nearly pressed against your back. He tells you when to loose your arrow and just barely smiles when he sees how excited you are to have hit the bullseye.

The high ropes course, however, is a much bigger challenge. Everyone spends the afternoon tightening and fastening harnesses, tying both simple and complex knots, learning terms like “belay” and “pitch,” and overcoming any fear of heights they might have — or at least trying to. But Levi doesn’t force anyone to climb to the top of the wooden tower. He tells you all to take it at your own pace, and that the fundamentals are what’s most important. Later in the summer, he’ll lead small training sessions on the zipline. Until then, it’s basic climbing and rappelling.

Most of the counselors take to it quickly, seeming at home off the ground. Others struggle to keep their balance or shake off their nerves enough to make it even halfway up the tower. You can’t help but be impressed by Levi’s skills, both as he belays and as he climbs. He’s much stronger than he looks, easily belaying for larger men like Reiner and Jean. And when he climbs, there’s a fluid grace to his movements that leaves you staring — perhaps a little too long, as he catches you once or twice, brows furrowing.

ARTS AND CRAFTS

After an intense day spent at the archery range and the high ropes course, everyone is eager for a more relaxed morning in the arts and crafts room. Set up in the basement of the lakeside lodge, it’s stocked with the typical colorful paints, all kinds of paper, markers, crayons, and colored pencils, friendship bracelet and lanyard-making supplies, and plastic containers of glitter, beads, and kids’ scissors. There are also tubs of clay, perler beads, stencils, and an old iron, flower pressing kits, and three wax-caked slow cookers used for dipping candles.

Moblit Berner, a friendly young man with a gentle smile, gives you a quick tour of the space and then encourages each of you to find something creative to try. Historia convinces Ymir to sit outside with her and paint landscapes of the lake, though Ymir spends the majority of her time gazing lovingly at her fiancée. Sasha and Mikasa make friendship bracelets while Annie watches, looping plastic lacing cords through intricate patterns to make what Moblit calls a “boondoggle keychain.”

You’re surprised when Reiner joins you at the flower pressing station, a handful of small purple blossoms held carefully in his hand. Bertholdt sits across the table, moving on from die cutting to dropping tiny perler beads onto a plastic pegboard in the shape of a dolphin. Eren and Jean are having a competition to see who can sculpt the best clay animal. (Jean’s cat is a little more detailed with its tabby stripes. But Eren perks up when Mikasa compliments his monkey.) And Armin is desperately trying to keep Connie from burning himself as he dips multiple wicks into the now-hot slow cookers full of bubbling wax. When he fails and Connie lets out a surprised yelp, Moblit nearly has a heart attack.

NATURE CENTER & GREENHOUSE

The nature center and its attached greenhouse are set back in the woods, just off the main trail and not far from the waterfront. The small, wooden building that looks like a leftover from the 1970s functions as a classroom, with laminated posters, hordes of dioramas, shelves overflowing with books for all age groups, and tables laden with bundles of plants, tiny rodent skulls, field guides to mushrooms and edible plants, and discarded bird feathers that have been carefully cleaned.

You’re greeted by a very excited Hange Zoë, who takes you on a whirlwind tour of the facility while holding the center’s two resident rabbits, Sawney and Bean. They live in a spacious hutch outside that Hange built, with Moblit’s assistance. But Hange admits they have grown attached to the little furballs, sometimes letting them ride in the basket of the bicycle they ride across camp every day.

In the greenhouse, Hange shows your group how to differentiate between certain plants, what to look for when checking an area for poison ivy, and which plants have medicinal properties. They wave their hands wildly as they talk, the two rabbits tucked safely inside the wide pockets of their dirt-stained gardening apron. You notice a few stray smudges of dirt on Hange’s face as they crouch on the ground, beaming at your mention of aloe vera. “An evergreen perennial!” they happily shout, startling everyone.

EQUESTRIAN CENTER

The first thing you learn at your equestrian training session is that riding a horse is harder than it looks. You and your fellow counselors sit on rows of sun-heated metal bleachers set up next to an outdoor arena, where the director of the facility, Nile Dok, shows you how to properly tack a horse, mount and dismount, use the reins, and tack up. His staff members handle grooming the mounts and cleaning their stalls. But he emphasizes the importance of keeping a careful eye on your campers, ensuring that they don’t inadvertently endanger themselves.

He takes volunteers and brings them inside the fence, where they can choose a horse and practice the skills he just demonstrated, as well as learn how to trot and canter. You end up with a mount that’s a little taller than you would have preferred, and when Nile sees you struggling to swing up and into the saddle, he steps in and assists. His hands are warm and rough, and the harsh angles of his face seem to soften when he smiles. The moment is fleeting, however, as he notices Jean struggling to untangle his reins and jogs over to help.

By the end of the session, you’ve grown much closer to your horse — a somewhat mischievous spotted mare named Circe. After you’ve dismounted, Nile offers you an apple, which your steed promptly snatches from your hand, long tongue tickling your palm. When you ask Nile if her namesake is the enchantress from Homer’s Odyssey, you’re surprised when he blushes and nods, admitting that he’s always liked Greek mythology. As you’re leaving, he tells you that you’re welcome to stop by anytime, preferably with an apple of your own.

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Mission Complete Ch. 1

You had two goals in life. One: Complete your squad training without dying. Two: Fuck Levi Ackerman

Pairings: Levi/f!reader

Warnings: Swearing, eventual smut, lmk if I need to add anything~

You really had no idea what the fuck prompted you to join the military. Maybe it was to find some redeeming grace in the eyes of your dying mother, maybe it was because you wanted a life with as much stability as one could muster, maybe it was because you just fucking hated farming.

Whatever it was, you wished to any God that would listen that you would have buried it in the ground along with the countless friends and family members you had lost to the Titans.

The first week of the cadet corps was everything you knew you would hate and more. Between the foul smelling breath of the commandant threatening to make you puke up the bread you had managed to steal, to working your body to the point of sneaking away from one on one combat to puke behind the bushes, after seven days you had almost decided that maybe digging in the dirt for the rest of your miserable life wasn't so bad.

There was only one thing stopping you from making your own walk of shame to the wagon of regret.

Levi Ackerman.

AKA the man you fantasized about every night when you managed to find enough strength to finger yourself below the covers.

He was a couple of inches shorter, true, but you were willing to break your rule of not fucking anyone shorter than you for him.

You had only see him twice in your life by complete chance, the first had been when you happened to be by the gates in time to see the Scouts returning from what was undoubtably another failed mission, and you decided that what the hell, might as well have a look at Humanity's Strongest in the flesh. Granted, it hadn't been his best day; his green cloak was splattered with what could only have been the blood of his comrades as it didn't look as if he had a single scratch on him, but he looked like a god, albeit one that had just gotten his ass kicked out of heaven. His eyes seemed to be sunken in, and even from how far away you were you found yourself shivering from the intensity of his dead gaze. You weren't sure what possessed you to lift your hand as he eyes moved through the crowd, looking for whom, you didn't know, or what possessed him to raise those eyes to you, but you found yourself lost in haunted silver as you gave a soft wave. The way he seemed to look straight through you, not even seeing you even as you stared at each other, was enough to convince you that you needed to do whatever it took to see this man again.

You enlisted the start of the next week.

The second time was completely by chance.

Everyone was desperate for military recruits, and desperate times called for desperate calls to important people to make appearances in front of people that were well, not very important.

Erwin Smith, Dot Pixis, Nile Dawk, Levi Ackerman, Hange Zoe, Rico Brzenska, and even Darius Zackly graced the entrance ceremony of the new Cadets, and you thanked whatever bone in your body made you a teacher's pet because you had a front row seat to the man that had plagued your thoughts every single day in the past week. His appearance was brief and he didn't speak, just stared at the fresh faces, some cocky, some blank, but mostly terrified new recruits, and you could have sworn that you saw a tinge of sadness hidden in the silver, as if he could already foresee the deaths of everyone in front of him. He followed after Erwin immediately after the blond gave his speech about thanking you all for making the decision to serve humanity and you fought the urge to roll your eyes. 'I'm not doing this for humanity, I'm doing this for dick,' you thought as you signed your life away to this shit camp for the next two years.

How one man who was fucking shorter than you managed to convince you to trade the next 728 days, 14 hours, 37 minutes, and 15 seconds of your life for physical and emotional hell was beyond you, and yet here you were, standing proud and slightly hungover from the pre-graduation celebrating you did with Eren, Mikasa, and Armin the night before. They hadn't initially been your first choice in friends, but Armin was nice to you from the start and once you very quickly learned that flirting with Eren in front of Mikasa was not in your best interest, you had decided that they were alright; especially when Eren's Titan form had been revealed. If anyone was going to have to get close enough to keep an eye on Eren, it would be Captain Levi.

The very man you were thinking of walked on the stage along with Nile Dawk, Dot Pixis, and Erwin Smith as the three took turns giving their pitch. You hadn't made the top 10 but were happy for your friends that were, you were content with your place as 13th. In a class of over 500, you still considered it a win, and if your parents were still alive you knew they'd be proud. As the remaining members of the top 10 who had opted to join the elitest MP's went off to talk to Nile and the other scared fucks ran off to sign themselves to the Garrison regiment, you and around a hundred other members stayed where you were and you licked your lips, forcing your heart rate to calm itself. 'Calm down, you can't work your way up to fucking the strongest man in the world if you die of heart attack before-'

"Listen up you little shits."

Oh my God he was speaking you've never heard his voice before it's so fucking-

"Most of you are going to die. Are you prepared for that?"

Ah, so Humanity's Strongest was a sweet talker.

"Erwin is making me come up here and talk, so we're all going to pretend that I'm saying some meaningful bullshit. But here's the truth: If you aren't strong, you will die, and it will be painful. Imagine the thought of seeing your childhood friend's entrails being slurped up like spaghetti by a Titan, while the entire time he's conscious enough to reach his hand out for you, and you are able to do nothing for him because you spent exactly one second hesitating, or you were a moment too late to draw your blades, or react to the threat. If that scares you, then do us all a favor and put down that half assed salute and sell your soul to the Garrison where you'll spend your days fucking the best whores for a discount if you're in uniform and getting drunk on the clock."

After his touching speech you and your now dripping panties decided that you had indeed made the right decision in selling yourself to the Scouts.

One month later

It was moments like these, where you weren't quite trashed but definitely more than tipsy, that you had never been happier to be part of the survey corps. I mean, you were in peak physical shape (you still couldn't believe you had abs. Abs!), you were hot, you were fit, and you knew Sasha Braus, who had managed to steal a few bottles of top shelf liquor from the higher ups.

You were also horny as fuck. It had been over a year since you'd gotten laid, and you were using the dildo you'd bought on your first trip back into town as often as you brushed your teeth (twice a day, you didn't fuck with cavities). You briefly thought about enlisting the help of one of your current drinking buddies but after seeing your choices you decided to leave it to old faithful hidden in your pillowcase. There was Jean, who albeit was pretty hot even with the long face but was so in love with Mikasa it made you want to vomit. Marco, who you were almost one hundred percent sure was gay; Connie, who held the sexual appeal of a pile of horse shit, although he was super nice. Reiner almost looked promising but you knew underneath those stocky muscles was a shitload of emotional baggage you didn't want, and Bertholt was head over heels for Annie of all people. That left Armin and Eren. Eren you already knew was out, while your slut senses told you he'd be a great lay, you weren't quite ready for your life to end at the hands of Mikasa. That left Armin. You tilted your head, staring at him as you sipped on your god forsaken concoction and debated fucking him or not. He wasn't outright sexy, but he'd filled in well during the two years of training and you had seen glimpses of his surprisingly impressive muscles under his white shirt. He might actually do. He'd be shy as hell and you would have to lead everything, not to mention he'd probably cum in less than a minute, but it just might-

“Did you guys know that Captain Levi is a virgin?"

You spit the mix of vodka, rum, and whatever mixer Reiner had put in all over the face of the person you had just considered fucking.

"I'm sorry, what?" You turned your attention to Christa, apologetically handing Armin a napkin and patting his cheek.

Christa blushed at the attention and scooted closer to Ymir, who threw an arm around her shoulders and gave Reiner her customary 'If you even look at her weird, I will gut you' look. "W-Well, recently I started helping out in the infirmary because they've been short handed. You all know, it's that time of year where everyone has to get looked at and they give us that sheet of paper to fill out with all of our personal information to keep track of potential diseases. I was in charge of filing the paperwork the day they brought all of the officers in, and on the paper they ask you how many sexual partners you've had and Captain Levi wrote 0. But you guys, you have to promise not to tell anyone! This is private information, if it somehow gets out that I told you this I'll get into a lot of trouble!"

Ymir chuckled, placing a sloppy kiss at the top of the blonde's head. "Don't worry about a thing sweet cheeks, if any of these miscreants here says a word I'll kill them for ya. But we don't have to worry about that at all, now do we?" She glared at each person in the room, who all looked as if Christa were a ghost, and slowly shook their heads.

Your life was changed.

Captain Levi Ackerman.

The strongest man in the world.

Rumored former thug of the Underground.

The person responsible for killing as many Titans as a hundred soldiers.

The person whose squad every scout dreamed of being on, was a virgin.

You screeched out a laugh before you could help it, the alcohol doing nothing to try and make you quiet yourself as you fell onto your back laughing, cup long forgotten as it rolled across the floor. The person who initiated your drive to join the military in the first place, the person you literally dreamed of fucking, had never gotten his dick wet.

Clearly, you had your work cut out for you.

If you managed to live through the sight of Ymir reaching over to punch you in the face to shut you up.

#lmk if y'all like it plssssss #we're just gonna age everyone up here lol #I've been thirsting after Armin as a 30 yr old college professor who blushes when he sees you in your bra but chokes you out during sex #aot x reader #snk x reader #Levi ackerman #Levi Ackerman x reader #Levi x reader #Levi x reader smut #Levi smut #captain levi

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mazuwii · 3 years

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Name: Sudden Meltdown You= Y/N Ackerman College AU

Fast forward two lessons and I was sitting in the stuffed cafeteria with a fat cake on my plate, trying my hardest to ignore every chaotic thing going on in the huge round hall by chewing on more than I could possibly handle.

"Uh oh, she's stuffing her mouth, why are you mad?" Pieck nudged me. I had no choice but to groan and roll my eyes. Porco and Zeke were sat in front of us, already knowing why I was irritated. "She won't shut the fuck up for one damn second," I mumbled, my gaze averted to Historia standing on the table, barking out bullshit.

Reiner and Annie let out a scoff in sync, both keeping their focus on their phones. Bertholdt laughed awkwardly and played with his fork. "It'll die down soon." He said.

"No, does she think she's some kind of main character or something? Her standing on the table and giving a speech about violence isn't going to stop Eren and Jean fighting like two petty drag queens." I rolled my eyes and continued. "If it did work then they would have stopped arguing by now."

"I'm surprised you haven't gotten used to it." Yelena sat across Pieck and I with her usually half-empty tray. "No, everyone secretly finds it cringe, I can't be the only one."

"Mmm, I don't know Y/N, it seems like you are," Zeke smirked and slightly leaned out of the way. Suddenly, students from our class clapping for her came into my already crimson view. "I just want to drop-kick her damn it." I stabbed the cake, earning a tissue rubbing against my mouth and cheeks.

"Not while looking like a baby who can't feed themselves," Pieck said, wiping the corners. All of our friends chortled as she treated me like a child. "What a supportive friend you are(!)" I sighed and took my earphones out of my backpack so I could block out the blonde's agitating voice.

Why was I getting so mad? I had no idea. Perhaps it was because her words were so repetitive and held no meaning to them. "Maybe you're jealous." Porco smugly said. I responded with a growl. "Of what?"

"I don't know, the fact that almost every guy has had a crush on her or that she's prom queen every year or you aren't as feminine as her or maybe"-

"Shut up. I get it." I grunted, stubbornly crossing my arms and glaring away from everyone. "Don't talk with your mouth open, Pocco."

"Don't tell me what to do! Peepee!"

Ignoring Pieck and Porco, my weakened glower settled on Reiner, who was boringly drinking water, leaning against the chair like a careless kid at a boring lecture. "Rei?" He suddenly stopped drinking, his eyes dragging to me creepily. He hummed with his cheeks full of liquid.

"You okay? I never see you eating nowadays." This was a better subject to start rather than that annoying short drama queen. The tall man grinned sheepishly and shook his head. "I ate too much in the morning so I don't have an appetite right now."

"I don't believe that, you aren't as beefy as you used to be," I snickered, squinting my eyes at him. "I bet Porco must be so happy now." Zeke abruptly said to himself. Our attention darted towards the bearded guy, making him look up and proceed. "He's jealous of Reiner's boobs and tries to grow his"-

"What?! Pfft no, I don't! Where d-did you get that from!?"

"Read it in your diary."

Porco began his usual rampage on privacy and why having Zeke as a roommate was like sharing with an obnoxious monkey, making us facepalm at the two. I turned towards Reiner who blushed slightly. I laughed and shook my head at how shy he could become.

By the time their argument turned into playful insults with Pieck and Yelena reacting to all their crappy comebacks, Bertholdt and Annie left the table with each other, in love as always. I got up from my seat and sat next to Reiner since the seat next to him was now empty.

"You know," He started, "You don't need to be jealous of Historia, you're just as good if not, better than her." The heat in my cheeks radiated my entire face. "At least to me," He added with a small smile, suddenly widening his eyes.

"Oh- sorry was that weird?" He laughed awkwardly. "Not at all, weirdo." I smiled at him, loving the view. How could Annie be staring at her phone when she had such perfection sitting next to her?

"Now come with me, let's both get some milk!" I snatched his hand and forced him up with me. He widened his eyes at how abrupt I was being, not having the heart to say no.

Reiner had some issues he never speaks about to people. He's amazing, the way he tries to heal his wounds by healing everyone else's. Out of all the questions I had, I'd have to ask him why. Why he covers his pain up by smiling, which technically is like adding wood to fire.

After taking a croissant and a cookie, I took him out to the benches on campus, no one really goes there now because it was raining in the morning.

Still, I threw my jacket on it and told him to sit down. Before he could decline, I pressed on his shoulders and forced him on it. The jacket was long enough for the both of us so I sat down right next to him.

"Reiner." I mumbled, biting into my cookie and shoving the croissant on his lap. "Y/N... I really"-

"Shut up and eat it, I'm sick of pretending to believe your lies."

His hand shook slightly and his lips quivered, turning his head away from me so that I wouldn't see. My heart shattered into a million pieces upon seeing him try to hide a cry.

"Rei..." I whispered, reaching for his slumped shoulder. "I'm just worried about you, we're besties aren't we?"

"Y/N... I don't deserve anything or anyone." He finally said. Despite the fact it was sad, at least he said something.

"No, please don't tell me this is how you've been thinking?" I bit my lip and remembered how he had PTSD and his room was all for himself, he had no roommate and stays in silence for the whole night, panicking with no one to help.

The silence he was giving me frustrated me more than it should, the fact that he wasn't saying anything about this. Judging by his weight loss it had been at least two weeks. "How long?" I asked carefully.

"Every night..." He finally looked at me. His usually golden, passion-filled eyes were dull with a spike of pain glistening in them. The corners bloodshot as he tried to contain the tears.

"You've been strong for too long, it's ok to cry..." I slithered my arm around his shoulders and gently laid his head against the crook of my neck. His shoulders shook and his breath was shaking as he finally let it out, sobbing into my neck.

From time to time, he'd let out a loud groan by accident, sniffling to lower his voice so that no one could hear but himself. "You matter so much to me, I swear to god, Rei." My fingers raked through his short blonde hair that had grown over time, my other hand rubbing his back.

"I want Reiner Braun. No one else." I told him, knowing why he was putting on the older brother impression all the time.

"He- He's nothing..."

"He's everything to me, why would you want to take away my everything?"

Suddenly, the sniffling stopped and the tears running down my neck halted at my sweater, soaking the collar. His face came into view when he sat up, gazing at me as if I had stated the craziest thing. His bronze pools switched from my left to my right pupil, drowning in my sincerity.

"You know how shit my days here would be without your dumb ass to flirt and make the most himbo jokes?" I giggled, my palm snaking up to his jaw and feeling his stubble gently prick my fingers as I caressed him.

Even though he hadn't said a word, I could only wish I made him feel better about himself because I had not only stated the truth, I exposed myself, my weakness. Although I don't show my appreciation as much as I should, I do need him, life would collapse without the idiot...

"Now, if you take my everything away from me, I'll despise you with every inch of my body," I said, melting when his hand laid on top of mine, leaning into my touch.

"That's not a lot of inches." He mumbled into my palm, making me lightly laugh. "Bastard." He weakly smirked at my playful insult.

"Come here." I sat on my knees so that I was higher than him and rested his head against my chest, my arms tight and secure around him.

"Mm..." I heard his muffled voice say, "Every time you hug me I feel so safe..." My heart skipped a beat, surely I wasn't supposed to hear that considering how low his voice was.

"You won't tell anyone... right?" He said, taking a deep breath in. I could sense him relaxing in my embrace, reassuring not only him but me.

"Of course not, let's just try and get you a break from school, a week should do it... right?" My hand rested on the back of his head even when he moved to face me.

"We have a lot of work for the school play though... the equipment needs building, who'll do the backstage lighting and help with props and what"-

"REI! Relax yourself, himbo. It's only a week."

"No."

"Reiiiii!" I whined, ignoring the thunder that had just struck. "Are you telling me you wouldn't want a week holiday with me?"

"I do, Y/N but we can't." He held onto my waist, careful not to squeeze my sides because he's well aware I'm ticklish there. "I can heal..."

My head unknowingly shook from side to side, "Rei you don't understand, I'm worried for you, healing by yourself... are you sure it'd work?" Silence...

Just as he was about to open his mouth, synced whistling broke our eye contact in the now heavy rain. Our gazes were met by the most annoying trio, Connie, Sasha and Jean wriggling their eyebrows at us. I heard Reiner uncomfortably sigh, cutting his breath off mid-way.

Abruptly, Jean began humming careless whisper out loud with his bothersome voice, Connie singing the lyrics with Sasha weirdly dancing in front of them as if they were in a ninja trio for matchmaking. "Tonight the music seems so LOUD! I WISH THAT WE COULD LOSE THIS CROWD! BABY! IT'S BETTER THIS WAY!"-

"You kids never shut up," We all flinched at the sudden appearance of Levi in the rain, standing proudly at his size. "First of all, it's 'maybe it's better this way', second of all your singing is so bad that the thunderstorm got worse, third of all, Braun and Ackerman, both of you get to class this is not a cheesy ass romance movie!"

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Ok but Sasha Connie and Jean doing careless whisper is 100% canon, like it's too funny not to be true, I’m just chucking this into tumblr LMAO

#reiner braun #reiner x reader #reiner #attack on titan #connie springer #levi ackerman #LMAO sorry I'm dumping ishdiefse

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regrets | chapter six

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pairings: levi ackerman x reader / eren jaeger x reader

themes: enemies to lovers, slowburn, angst, fluff, smut

tw: violence / explicit sexual content

word count: 1201

As Jean sat in the chair Levi previously occupied, all you could think about is how badly you wanted to go back to sleep. He sat with his knees spread, looking straight down at the floor between them. He hadn't made eye contact with you once since he walked in. You tried desperately to think of something to say; an apology seemed too forced, but you couldn't think of any other way to console him. You had fucked up, plain and simple.

You didn't try to rationalize your actions within your thoughts; you knew better than that. It was blatant. You were involved with someone you knew your best friend disliked greatly. If you had talked to him about it, you thought, perhaps he would have understood. He wouldn't have been angry; he isn't childish. He wouldn't have liked the idea at first, but he'd have warmed up by now. Instead of taking the easy way, you elected the hard one without a second thought. You hid it from him, and now you would have to answer for it.

You fiddled with your hands, trying to ignore both the pain in your leg and the anxiety in your chest. The seconds of silence grew longer and longer until they felt like hours. Finally, you spoke up.

"Jean, I --"

"You lied to me. More than once." He finally looked up at you, and you wished he hadn't. He looked absolutely betrayed. "I don't even care about the situation with Eren." He winced. "Okay, I care a little bit. But the worst part is that you hid it all from me." He looked at you, his eyes begging for a reply. He was hurt.

"I know. I should've talked to you after the first time. It just felt like what was done was done, and I thought you would be angry with me, and I --"

"That's bullshit. Surely you know me better than that. I wouldn't have been angry at you. Angry at Eren? Totally. But I'm always angry at Eren. Fuck, I might have made fun of you for a couple of days, but I'm not a child. I'm not going to stop being your friend because you're dating -- or fucking, whatever -- some dude I don't like. Don't use my feelings as an excuse. You clearly didn't care about them when you chose to lie to me. I've never lied to you." He paused, looking down again. You felt tears prick at your eyes.

When he looked back up, you saw that there were tears in his, too. "I mean, I came to see you and take care of you because you're my best friend and you literally saved my life, right? Ymir tells me that Eren is in there right now, and I'm confused. I'm not angry, though. You deserve company, and you deserve to have someone caring for you. Especially after you risked everything for me. So I waited outside -- which I've been doing for hours, you should know. Even after I found out, I never left. Next thing I know Captain Levi is yelling at him, and I hear all this shit about how you've been having sex in the stables, of all places. I don't even know the full story. Or any of the story, really. You've told me fucking nothing."

You took a deep breath, unsure of what to say. He was absolutely right, and you knew that. You were completely out of defense. "You're right, Jean. I'm so sorry. I don't have any excuses, and I'll tell you anything you want to know. I shouldn't have hidden anything from you and I won't again. I promise." You tried to turn your the corners of your mouth up, but it was difficult. Between the physical and emotional pain you were feeling, you decided you likely wouldn't be smiling for a while.

He reached over and laid his hand on top of yours and returned your barely-there smile. "Don't take this as complete forgiveness. I'm still pissed. I'll be pissed for a while. But you just saved my life, and your leg is broken. You deserve some slack." He got up from his seat and came towards the bed, nudging your hand. "Are you physically capable of scooting over?"

You winced as you inched over to the right side of the bed. "My leg is kind of stuck. You're going to have to squeeze under it," you told him, pulling him towards you. He laid down as gently as possible, putting one arm around you and the other behind his head. You leaned on his chest as much as you could, but with the sling, there wasn't really much opportunity to be comfortable.

"I hope you know this conversation isn't over. I want to know everything. Every gory detail," he said sternly, earning a laugh.

You recounted the events of the past week, from the very first night in the stables with Eren to just the night before. You weren't shy with details, as requested; it was hilarious to see Jean's face scrunch up in disgust as you told him about the steam from his back and how he cleaned you up. You weren't surprised when he still somehow had questions.

"So, you just had sex with him? Like out of nowhere? One second you've had nothing but passing conversations, and the next you're shacking up in the stables? I didn't know you were easy," he joked. You snorted and smacked his chest playfully.

"Shut up," you told him, laughing. Then you thought about his question for a minute. "I don't know, I guess he was easy to talk to. It gets pretty lonely here, relationship-wise. I'm sure any of us would be easy if the opportunity arose. If Mikasa pulled her head out of Eren's ass for a few seconds and so much as looked at you, I'm sure your pants would hit the floor before she got a word in."

"Fuck you. Don't be an ass," he chuckled, a bit of blush creeping into his cheeks. "But seriously, why him? He doesn't really strike me as your type. He's really loud, for starters. He also has a lot of feelings. You aren't good with feelings."

"I can't really think of any other guys that seem even slightly appealing. Thinking of you that way makes me want to gag. Connie acts like our 9-year-old little brother."

"Armin? Reiner? Bertholdt?"

"Armin has even more feelings than Eren. That would not work. I'm also pretty sure Reiner and Bertholdt are fucking behind the scenes," you told him, kind of joking, but not really.

"I think Erwin's single," he teased, raising his eyebrows. "No, but I get why, I guess. Now that you mention it, I can totally see the Reiner and Bertholdt thing." He thought for a moment, coming up with more questions, you assumed. "So, are you guys just fucking, or do you like him? Like really like him?" He looked concerned.

You thought about that for a while, considering all the little moments in the stables inside your head. It only confused you more.

You looked over at his expectant eyes and said, "I don't really know."

#levi x reader #levi ackerman #levi attack on titan #aot #aot fanfiction #aot x reader #eren x reader #eren jaeger #eren yeager #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk x reader #snk #enemies to lovers #slowburn

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madara-fate · 3 years

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While i do know Gabi did eventually change ( thankfully) i think my general dislike came from her over the top hatred of the eldians ( her own people) and her worship of the people who oppressed her people.

Also the reason i mentioned the older warriors..Annie, Bertholt, and Reiner was because by the time we as readers saw who they really were.. they were already so conflicted about if they were right or not they were literally forgetting who they actually were, even when Bertholt called them devils its seems like he didn't believe it himself. Annie even cried when they had to kill Marco.

It might be because we already knew these characters and they never seemed hostile or bad people then when they did reveal themselves they were on the fence about it all and seemed to hate the position they were in, they were already seeing how horrible it all was and it tore them up to follow through with their plan. So thats probably why its easier with those three..

But when we first meet Gabi.. She was so up in your face with her dislike of her own race.. She very vocal about it when technically she was no different. She just seems so self hating and it rubs me the wrong way. We never really saw that blind eldian hatred from Annie, Bertholt and Reiner. Bertholt and Reiner i felt started self loathing not because they are eldian but because they realized the were wrong and were betraying their friends.

Also with Falco and the other candidates they were more calm about the whole thing and seemed to be just going with the flow and following orders to survive and hopefully better their family situation to not be seen in a negative light any longer.

But Gabi seemed different right from the get go she really believed her race were actual devils.. She seemed so self hating that she was willing to turn into the very thing that made her people devils and hated and ostracized in the first place.

But at the same time she came off as self righteous, due to her believing she ( even though she was also a "devil") that she was special enough to be one of the exceptions. Like i said the others weren't all in your face about it like she was...maybe that's what makes her more unlikable.

I certainly agree with the fact that Gabi's hatred of the Paradis Eldians was a lot more prominent than any other warrior, so readers obviously have more opportunities to call her out on her bullshit since she displayed her anti Paradis attitude a lot more frequently than the other warriors did. I just don't like it when people hate on her for being stubborn, stupid, gullible etc, all while giving the older warriors a pass, despite the fact that Gabi actually came to doubt her beliefs far sooner than they all did.

Furthermore, I wouldn't say that Gabi worshiped the Marleyans. Everything she did, she did for the sake of the Eldians on Marley who she was made to believe were the "good" Eldians. She wasn't striving to become a warrior out of love for the Marleyan people, she was doing so in order to free her fellow Eldians from the Internment Zone. They were her motivation, not Marley.

I understand in that sense, that it's easier to hate on Gabi for her views because that was your first impression of her, whereas with the other warriors, we got to know them as scouts before we knew them as the Marleyan warriors. I suppose it just grates on me a little bit because but it's still obviously unfair to throw more hate in Gabi's direction due to first impressions. All of their inner conflict came years later, Gabi's came after weeks. Yes, her hatred was a lot more pronounced which made her an easy target for reader discontent, but that's not only because her convictions were always a lot greater than their's (which is an admirable trait to have), but also because Gabi's hatred was being targeted towards characters we had grown to love, so it may also be a matter of perspective there. If we had been following Gabi and her peers since the beginning rather than the Survey Corps, I would love to see the drastic shift in her support.

Yeah, nothing more needs to be said really. Gabi was put in the unfortunate position of being introduced as being really passionate about the very harmful and prejudiced ideals she was brainwashed into believing, and this was at a time when the readers were all fully aware of what was going on. Therefore, it was really easy to get frustrated with her for believing what we all knew to be lies. I just don't think it's fair that Gabi gets far more hate for this than any of the older warriors, despite her coming to terms with the truth a lot sooner than they did. This is especially true when we consider just how determined and adamant about it she was as well. She displayed more tenacity towards her objectives and belief in the Marleyan brainwashing than any other warrior apart from maybe Reiner, and yet she came to terms with the truth a lot quicker than all of them other than Falco. I think she deserves plaudits for that.

I understand and agree with the point of finding it easier to criticise Gabi due to how vocal she was about her hatred for the Paradis Eldians. However, we did see that type of brainwashed infused hatred from Reiner, we just didn't have the opportunity to see it as much with him or any of the older warriors because the main story began after they had already started questioning themselves. That just links back my point regarding Gabi being put into an unfortunate position due to being introduced that way so late on.

They were definitely a lot calmer, no arguments there, and that just goes back to my point regarding the strength of Gabi's convictions. She and Eren had frightening levels of drive and motivation, but many fans didn't give her the credit she was due for that, simply because her motivations were towards a goal that was in opposition to the Paradis Eldians who we had grown attached to. If we had been seeing things from her perspective since the beginning, I'm all but certain that her fierce convictions would have garnered her praise, rather than near universal hatred from the fandom.

She was wiling to cross no man's land into enemy territory by herself, with nothing but hand grenades, in order to disable the armoured train, so that the 800 Eldians in the bunker didn't have to sacrifice themselves during the war.

She was willing to sacrifice herself to board the Paradis aircraft by herself, to get some measure of revenge in honour of her home town, which had just been devastated into oblivion.

If we just detach Gabi's character from her initial hatred of the Paradis Eldians, and observe these feats of mental fortitude, it is actually quite remarkable that her sense of purpose towards the Eldians on Marley and her home, was that strong.

As far as we know, apart from Falco, they all really believed that the Paradis Eldians were devils. She was more vocal about it, but I wouldn't say that she was any different. It also didn't help that probably every time a slight hint of doubt would accidentally creep into Gabi's mind, like when Reiner unwittingly described Paradis island as having many kinds of people rather than them being all bad, and Gabi questioned this, she had her aunt right there to ensure that she kept on believing what Marley wanted them to believe.

But that self righteousness that you're speaking of was a direct result of Marley's brainwashing. That wasn't something that she innately thought or naturally believed. Gabi believed that she was an exception to the Paradis Eldians because that's what she had been taught. That's why I can't really hate on her for that - because she was conditioned to think this way.

I definitely understand how frustrating it often was to listen to her spout shit about the "Eldian Devils" every other sentence, but I suppose I just found it a lot easier than most fans to separate the unnatural traits of her character that were drilled into her by the Marleyan brainwashing (like her belief that she was different from the Paradis Eldians), from the natural traits of her character that were always part of who she truly is (like her love for her home Liberio, her Eldian comrades on Marley, and her fiercely powerful convictions).

#Gabi Braun #Attack on Titan #Shingeki no Kyojin

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Fire Hazards: Chapter 2

Fic Summary: Eren gets involved with a sketchy crowd, so Mikasa swoops in to save him, yet again. At least…that’s what she thinks she’s doing.

Genre: Modern grunge AU

Pairings: Mikasa/Annie, Mikasa/Eren

Chapter Summary: Mikasa meets Eren’s new friends.

Chapter Warnings: None

Chapter Word Count: 1,100

(<---previous chapter)

In this house, they didn’t so much eat dinner together as scavenge with increasing intensity as the night grew later. Mikasa watched from her perch on the arm of a couch that had seen better days as Bertholdt whipped up something, bustling around the kitchen and living room to fish ingredients out of unlikely locations like behind a stack of art supplies piled on the floor. Eren munched on an assortment of chips stowed around the house.

Bertholdt was indeed very nice, but difficult to hold a conversation with. Mikasa attempted to ask the typical getting-to-know-you questions, but Bertholdt reacted with surprise and apparent shyness. Instead, they didn’t talk, which was perfectly fine with Mikasa.

“Don’t worry,” Eren said. “He’s better when Reiner’s around.”

True enough, when Reiner came home around 11 PM, Bertholdt brightened up and relaxed. They watched music videos together, and Bertholdt soon brought out a steaming pot of chicken soup, placing it directly on the coffee table with no protection.

“Enjoy!” announced Bertholdt. “It’s gluten-free, dairy-free, and all organic.”

Eren poured Mikasa a bowl, which did indeed smell delicious and comforting, and also…

“Oh, I should have said!” said Bertholdt. “That has weed in it. Like, a large amount.”

“This smells so good, but I don’t think I can,” said Mikasa, putting the bowl down. “I get drug tested at work.”

“Bertholdt does too,” Reiner chimed in. “He’ll get fired if he doesn’t have enough marijuana in his system.”

“Pretty much,” said Bertholdt, laughing. “It’s in the Jimmy’s mission statement.”

Mikasa knew Jimmy’s, a sandwich shop tucked into an alleyway off a busy street downtown. The sandwiches were actually very good, but she never felt comfortable lingering in the alley.

“That’s right, Mikasa,” said Eren. “We know a Jimmy’s man now. Start thinking of what you want to order.”

“We really made it, huh?” Reiner reflected, letting out a satisfied sigh and propping his feet up on an orphaned end table with only two-and-a-half legs. “Got the Jimmy’s connect. Might as well retire.”

“Hey, hey,” said Bertholdt, blushing. “Guys…”

“Jimmy’s is great,” Mikasa affirmed, settling back to play spectator to friendly banter.

Although the house was clearly unsafe and unclean, and she could never approve of it as an environment for Eren, Mikasa had to admit the guys were very nice and welcoming. After nearly a week of staying with them, she could see that Reiner and Bertholdt were clearly supportive of one another, maybe even too supportive.

Although she still did not understand how Reiner, the ambitious young businessman she’d met a year ago, came to be here. He worked in transportation logistics for an importer, down by the port, and spent a good deal of time networking on the side. His oft-reiterated dream was to transition into a sector with high growth, and eventually start his own company. Mikasa thought he must have the financial resources and connections to live somewhere...well, better.

“Mikasa,” said Reiner, slinging a friendly hand over her shoulder to give her a hearty pat. “It’s been good to see you again. Remind me, how long do we have the pleasure for?”

“Just another two weeks,” Mikasa said, giving Eren a regretful glance. “I’m using my annual leave to see Eren before his school year starts.” And to make sure it starts, she thought.

“Then back to, what, fighting wildfires?” asked Reiner.

“Wow!” exclaimed Bertholdt.

“Cleaning up after them,” said Mikasa lightly and vaguely, hoping to avoid taking the topic further. The gruesome details didn’t bother her, but she tried to avoid sharing them with normal people.

“So you, like, evacuate the bodies?” asked Bertholdt.

Mikasa was caught off guard for a moment by his unabashed interest, her eyes widening, but recovered quickly. “Yes. For wildfires, we have a separate team of firefighters. My team goes in after the fire is cleared. We flag down paramedics for anyone that is still alive, and we also try to get a mortality count.”

“That’s cool,” said Reiner. “You ever get caught in a surprise fire situation?”

“Yes,” said Mikasa. Memories of what should have been panic came to her, panic that was tamped down by years of training and transformed into cold, lightning-quick analysis. The sudden heat flaring up out of nowhere, making her skin crackle. Running so fast and so urgently, it felt like she was standing still while the world rotated beneath her.

“How’d you get into that job?” asked Bertholdt. “I’m thinking of leaving Jimmy’s.” Reiner and Eren shared a pointed look, which Mikasa inferred to mean that Bertholdt had been thinking of leaving Jimmy’s for a long time.

“You can do it a lot of ways, but I served in the military,” Mikasa answered. Reiner reacted to that information, his gaze on her sharpening, but Mikasa could not quite identify why. Maybe he had been in the military, too; it would make sense with his build and self-presentation. Mikasa was about to ask more, when -

“Hey,” said Annie, appearing in the entryway between the kitchen and the living room. Unlike Eren’s other two housemates, Mikasa had not gotten to know Annie at all, only catching glimpses of the blonde woman coming and going. Annie spent a lot of time either out of the house, or alone in her room; since her room was attached to the back door, it was impossible to tell which.

“Annie!” said Bertholdt happily.

“To what do we owe the pleasure?” asked Reiner, then commenting to Mikasa, “Annie’s like Santa: she shows up once a year, eats our food, and leaves.”

“Bullshit,” Annie retorted, sitting on the second couch, catty-corner to Mikasa. She gestured to the half-empty six-pack on the table. “Is the beer for sharing?”

“Uh, Annie,” said Eren nervously, handing her a bottle. “This is Mikasa, my girlfriend. I mentioned she’s staying for a couple of weeks.”

“Oh,” said Annie, her gaze falling on Mikasa for the first time, uninterested. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too,” said Mikasa, not meaning it.

“So, fellas,” said Annie. The room went quiet when she spoke, just as all eyes had turned to her when she made her entrance. Annie seemed to be the kind of person who commanded charisma without doing anything in particular, perhaps even more so when she was unfriendly. Annie grabbed the remote. “What’ll it be tonight? Soccer replays? Music videos? Movie reviews?”

Annie’s eyes fell on Mikasa again. “Mikasa, right? You’re the guest. What do you want?” It should have been welcoming, even polite, but instead, Annie’s words felt like a challenge.

Mikasa shrugged, looking at Eren. “Soccer,” Eren said, so they settled in to watch soccer.

#fanfic #fanfiction #snk #shingeki no kyokin #shingeki no kyoujin #attack on titan #aot #mikaanie #mikannie #mikasa akerman #annie leonhart

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Leather Jackets and Glasses Three

Y/n L/n, the leader of the notorious gang called The Scouts. Placed in Rose high, Y/n is in her senior year but things take a turn when she starts getting interested in a certain boy named, Levi Ackerman. Follow the journey of heartbreak, betrayal and love between two people who were destined to be together.

CHAPTER THREE:

It was Monday and the day was just about to end. One more period and I could go home and sleep. I hated Mondays. But I guess, the days became a bit more bearable since I had someone to look forward to. I just finished English and was heading down to my locker to fetch my French books. So when I walk, I pass Levi’s locker. As I turned into the Galway I see Reiner. His back is facing me, but I knew that hair anywhere. The problem was, he was towering over Levi. I sneak up and catch a few words that Reiner’s disgusting mouth.

-You better stay away from her. She’s mine.

-I don’t know why you’re talking about.

-Don’t give me that bullshit. I saw you two on Friday. Stop trying. She’s not gonna go for someone like you. She needs a man.

Alright that was it.

-I’m sure you aren’t talking about yourself Reiner. You’re not even half the man Levi is.

I say. Reiner turns around and looks at me. Levi widens his eyes when he sees me. I lock eyes with Levi.

-Hi Levi.

-H-hey Y/n.

-Reiner, you’re being an asshole. A bigger one than you already are.

-Aw come on, babe. I know you want me. This short stack doesn’t have a chance with you.

-And neither do you. I don’t want you. Who fooled you?

-You’re just playing hard to get.

-Oh really?

I cross my arms and kick him in his balls. He falls down and screams.

-I’m sure you wanted that.

I tell him. I walk up to Levi and grab his hand.

-Want to get outta here?

He blushes but looks confused.

-We still have one more period.

-Oh come on, Levi. Bunking one period won’t hurt. Please?

I do my best puppy eyes and he gives in. I smile and take him to my car.

-Where are we going?

Levi asks me as he buckles himself in. I put the car into reverse and drive.

-I have no clue.

It was true. I had no idea where we were going. But I didn’t feel weird about it. And it looked like he didn’t either. It took me a while to register but I was literally alone with him. Driving to God knows where and there was no tension. It felt...right. After driving for a couple of minutes he turns to me.

-Y/n?

I hum in response.

-Are you going to prom?

I tense up. Oh shit. I think I know where this is going.

-uhm...yeah. I am. You?

I say. He smiles a bit.

-I am. I was wondering...would..would you like..t-to go...with me?

I widen my eyes and look at him. But a quick glance, cause you know, gotta drive.

-I was going to ask you properly. But, you know.

He says and laughs nervously.

He was going to ask me. Wow. I smile to myself. Sorry, guys. Looks like I’m going to prom.

-Levi, I would love to go to prom with you.

I tell him and smile. He smiles too. We drive for a while and I ended up at this cliff. I parked the car and we saw the sun start to set.

-Listen, Levi. I’m sorry about Reiner. He is such an asshole.

I apologize to him. I put my head on my hands which were on the steering wheel. Levi doesn’t say anything and I start to get a bit worried so I pick up my head and look at him. Levi was looking at me.

-L-Levi? You okay?

Did I just...I just stuttered. This boy.

-Yeah. I’m fine. It’s just...why haven’t we spoken before?

I got a bit taken back from his question. Mostly because I didn’t know how to answer it. Why didn’t we speak? Was it my ego? Was it because I never acknowledged him before?

-I..I don’t know. I just...I had my set of friends and I thought I didn’t need anyone else. What about you? Why haven’t you spoken to me?

I ask as I rest my face in my hands. He looks out at the sun and back to me.

-I guess..I wasn’t really good at speaking with girls. Apart from Hange and Isabel, I never could. I did try once and that backfired.

-What happened?

He chuckles

-Well it’s a funny story. See I liked this girl. Petra, I’m sure you know her.

-A bitch but go on.

He smiles.

-Yeah. So she started to speak to me one day, out of the blue, and I kinda got attached to her. But when I tried speaking to her out of class she straight up ignored me. Like I only existed in class. So, I went up to her by her locker because she forgot her lip..gloss? Is it? Yeah, she left it and I tapped her shoulder and said,”Hey. You left this” and she said,”Why did you take it!? You nerd.” And threw her water on me.

I widen my eyes in shock.

-What the hell is wrong with her!? I could kill her right now.

-Oh god. Please don’t. Knowing you, you probably would.

I laugh. I mean, I really laugh. Levi laughs with me. We laughed for a while until I look at the time.

-Holy shit. It’s half past 4? How long have we been laughing??

I turn to Levi who laughs.

-A while I guess.

-Ugh I’m so tired.

I lean back. I look over to Levi and an idea pops in my head.

-Wanna drive?

He whips his head to look at me.

-Uh..if it’s ok with you. You do look tired.

I smile and open the driver’s door and hop out and Levi does the same. We pass each other and switch seats. We get comfortable and I ask Levi.

-Can I have your number?

-Ugh, Y/n! I was going to ask first!

He chuckles. Damn. I love it when he laughs.

-Loser’s weepers. Come on. Tell me.

I pull out my phone and he tells me his number. I instantly message him and his phone dings. He pulls it out and looks at the message.

-Glasses? Seriously?

-Yeah. Why aren’t you wearing them by the way?

-Oh I only need them to read.

-You look cute with them.

He blushes, again.

-Shall we leave?

-We shall.

Levi drives us back to town and drives to his home first.

-My mom is gonna flip.

-Oh shit. Yeah I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have just dragged you out of school.

-Are you kidding me? After years of being “the good boy” I finally did something wrong. And it’s all thanks to you, Y/n.

He glances to me.

-But still, I don’t think your mom would like you to hang around me. I’m a bad influence.

I say as I look out the window. It’s true. Many parents had told their children to stay away from me. They think they’re slick when the whisper but I hear everything.

-Oh shut up. You’re not.

Levi suddenly says. See, if it were anyone else who told me that, their teeth would be knocked out, but I didn’t feel the need to punch him. I just...accepted it. Like he was telling the truth. The drive back was nice. The sun had just set and the sky was painted a beautiful orange. We make it into a neighborhood where all the posh people lived. I didn’t expect Levi to come from here.

-Whoa you live here?

I ask, surprised.

-Yeah. Mom is a real estate agent so it’s good pay for her. Don’t let this fool you though. This neighborhood is filled with stuck up bitches who look down on everyone and everything. I should know because when we moved in here a couple of years back, we didn’t have that many furniture or stuff. So it was just a big old empty house. Many of our neighbors gave us sympathy and some told us,”Why don’t you just move back to where you came from? It surely must be easier.” And now look, Mom owns most of this place and people never dared to underestimate us again.

Levi tells me. Wow. I never knew. Levi was a hard worker. You could tell. He always gave his 100% on everything he did. We pull up to this amazing big house on the inside of the neighborhood. He pulls into the driveway and turns off the car. We stay quiet for a bit.

-Do you want to come in?

Levi asks me.

-Huh? Oh no. I don’t belong here. I’d just be intruding.

Levi scoffs.

-Oh please don’t make me laugh. Come on. Farlan is here and I think Isabel too. Stay for a bit.

He says sincerely. I look at him in awe. He really doesn’t care does he? He doesn’t even care I might rob him.

-Well...aren’t you afraid I might rob you or something?

-Rob me? Why would you do that?

-I don’t know. You probably got a lot of nice stuff in there.

-Well, then I give you permission to take anything you want. Just not my tea. Or my cleaning stuff.

I quirk my eyebrow at him. Tea? Cleaning stuff? Goofball.

-I guess...a few minutes won’t hurt.

Levi smiles.

-Great. Come on.

He opens the door and we jump out. Even the air here smells...clean. I let Levi lead the way and we enter his house. I take of my shoes and my Naruto socks are on display. Levi looks down and laughs.

-Nice socks.

-Thanks.

-Mom! I’m home!

He shouts as he turns on the lights.

-Levi Ackerman, where the hell have you be- oh hello there.

His mom comes to us. She looks just like Levi. The jet black hair, hers being longer, her iron blue eyes. She looks at me and smiles.

-Levi, since when do you bring pretty girls home?

-Mom. This is Y/n, a friend of mine. Y/n this is my mom, Kuchel Ackerman.

-Hi, Mrs Ackerman. It’s very nice to meet you.

-Oh honey, please call me Kuchel. And Levi..

She pinches his ears.

-Why are you home so late? I was worried sick when you didn’t come home with Farlan.

-Sorry. I just went for a drive. Nothing to worry about.

-Still. At least tell me where you are so I don’t have to worry like that.

-I will. Oh and Mom, Y/n is staying for dinner.

-Wha-What? No. I’m not. I said a few minutes. I should leave.

-Oh, Y/n. Stay for dinner. I made Levi’s favorite. Chicken curry with rice.

Oh shit that’s my favorite too.

-Oh. Well I guess...

-Not guess. Will. I’m gonna go take a quick shower I’ll be back in 5.

He tells me. I smile and he leaves. I go into the lounge to see Farlan with a sleeping Isabel laying on his lap.

-Y/n?

I wave at him.

-Come sit.

I sit on the sofa and watch TV. Dr Phil is on.

-Dr Phil, huh?

-Yeah. It’s Izzy’s favorite show but as you can see

He motions to her

-Fast asleep.

I chuckle.

-Oh y/n? Thank you for telling me about the car garage. He redid the whole thing and it’s not making that weird sound anymore. Got a free paint job too.

-Oh. Sure thing Farlan. If you need anything else let me know, okay?

-There is one more thing.

I turn to face him.

-Levi is pretty shy, so go easy on him.

I blush.

-Oh. Oh sure thing Farlan.

I avoid his gaze and look back at the tv. I can see from the corner of my eye he is smiling. Idiot.

-Alright, kids. Dinner’s ready.

Kuchel comes and tells us. I wake up and Farlan wakes up Isabel.

-Izzy, honey. Food.

She instantly wakes up and is full of energy. How the fu-

-Oh! Y/N! Yay, Levi- bro finally asked you to come for dinner. I’m so happy.

She smiles and grabs my arm. I smile back. So Levi has been talking to them about me? Cute. We go to the dining room and Kuchel sets up the table.

-Oh, Kuchel, do you need some help?

I offer.

-Oh, thank you, dear. If you don’t mind, can you get the rice from the kitchen?

I nod and make my way to the kitchen. I find the rice and pick it up and make my way back to the dining room. I see Levi coming down with a towel while drying his hair. I set the rice down and Isabel motions to me.

-Come sit by me, Y/n!

I smile and walk past Levi. Holy hell. Whatever soap he used smells amazing. I guess he picked up on that and smirked. Shy my ass. I sit by Isabel and she looks at me.

-I like your hair. It’s very pretty.

I widen my eyes. I have never been called that before. I blush and thank her softly. Levi sits across me and we all start eating.

-So, Y/n. What courses do you do in school?

-I do physics, maths and French.

-Oh that’s nice. So you must be pretty smart.

-Haha well, physics is getting pretty hard. Not that Levi would agree.

I say and look at him.

-I 100% agree with you. But don’t worry. Just push through it. It’s your final year so better give it all you got and that’s the best you can do.

That’s the most inspiring thing anyone has ever told me. Not even my mother told me that.

-And if you do have any trouble I’m sure Levi would be happy to help you.

She tells me. I smile and look at my food. Levi kicks my foot and I look up. He doesn’t look at me though, which makes me confused. I take another bite of my food and oh my god.

-Kuchel, this is the best chicken curry I’ve ever had.

I compliment her. Kuchel smiles.

-Aw thank you, Y/n. Would you like some more?

She asks me. Well, since I haven’t had a home cooked meal in a couple of years, since I’ve been surviving on take out and ramen, it’s best just to savor this.

-Yes please.

She takes my plate and dishes out more. I eat it all. This probably was the best meal I have ever had.

-Y/n. Are you going to prom?

Farlan asks me. I stop eating and look at him. I chew slowly and smile. Since my mouth is full, I nod.

-Oh that’s great. With who?

This little- he knows exactly who I’m going with.

-Levi.

I say. Kuchel widens her eyes.

-Levi! How did you not tell me??

-I asked her today, Mother.

He says as he takes another bite of food.

-Well, Y/n. If you need a dress or someone to get your hair done, I know a couple of people willing to help. Just shout and I’ll get it done.

My heart softens at her sincerity. How can this woman be so kind to someone she doesn’t even know?

-I will. Thank you.

I flash my voice cracking a bit. I feel like I’m gonna cry.

-Uhm, Kuchel, may I use your bathroom?

I say sniffing a bit. I catch Levi’s eye and him furrows his eyebrows like in a way to ask,”What’s wrong?”

-What happened, Y/n? Too spicy?

Isabel jokes. I smile at her.

-Oh sure. It’s up the stairs, down the hall, to the right.

-Thank you.

I wake up and go to the bathroom. I go and lock the door. Fuck. I feel like I’m having a panic attack. I have no idea why though. Is it because this is what it’s like to be loved by a mother? I let a few tears fall and wash my face. I look in the mirror and see my face, eyes red. I can’t go out like this. I look around to see the window. But it’s too small for me to jump through and by the looks of it, there’s no roof or anything below for me to jump down on. I rinse my face with cold water once again, and calm myself down.

I’ll leave. I’m sure they won’t mind.

I unlock the door and make my way downstairs. I sit back at the table and wait a couple of minutes. But it looks like the Gods are kind of on my side because I get a message from my father.

Where are you? It’s getting late. Come home.

Fuck.

-Uhm, I’m sorry to leave so early but it looks like my dad is worried about me.

-Oh, sure honey. No problem. Let me pack some food for you.

-Oh it’s no big deal.

-I insist. Wait 5 minutes. I’ll be right back.

Kuchel leaves to pack my food and I say goodbye to Farlan and Isabel and Levi escorts me to my car.

-Do you have to leave?

Levi asks me.

-Yeah. My dad is gonna freak out. Thank you for inviting me into your home, Levi.

-I should be thanking you. Today was great. I hope we can do it again sometime.

I smile and Kuchel comes out with a Tupperware of food.

-Hey you go, Y/n. Thank you for dropping Levi off.

-It’s no problem, Kuchel. Thank you for the food.

She brings me in for a hug and it catches me off guard. Is this a mother’s love? I pull away and hop into my car. They wave me off and I get outta there to face my father.

*In Levi’s Room*

Knock knock

-Come in.

Farlan enters Levi’s room. Levi is busy with homework.

-Hey man.

-Hey.

Farlan lays down on his bed.

-Feet off the bed.

Levi says without even looking back. Farlan laughs and puts his feet down.

-Izzy gone home?

-Yeah. She left a couple of minutes ago. So..

Farlan sits up. Levi turns to look at his brother.

-You and Y/n, huh?

Levi blushes and looks away.

-No.

He says. He wasn’t sure, but one thing he knew was that he was slowly falling in love with her. She’s not at all what he had expected her to be. She was calm with him. Not speaking over him, laughing. Or maybe he was looking too much into things.

-Oh come on, Levi. I’ve seen the way she looks at you. Plus, you’re taking her to prom! How cool is that!? You can make a move on her.

Farlan winks.

-Do you really have to make it seem so lewd? I’m not even sure if she was being serious.

-Levi. I love you and everything but you really are stupid.

Levi picks up his head and looks at Farlan.

-She told our mother she’s going with you. Why would she lie to her?

Farlan does have a point. If Y/n didn’t want to go with him she could’ve just said no. But she didn’t.

-Yeah. I guess you’re right.

-See? But you don’t have to worry. Prom isn’t for another 4 months so you have plenty of time to figure out what you need to do. Goodnight, Levi.

-Yeah. Goodnight, Farlan.

Levi washes up and lays down on his bed. Maybe this was a start of something new...

Here is Chapter Three. Feel free to message if you want to be added to my taglist.

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Hi friend! Can i request an Aot match up-preferably one of the scouts if at all possible... i don’t know the warriors very well? I hope that’s not to limiting but anyone from paradise basically. I know Reiner! But i just don’t know that much about Porco or pieke. Oh! Colt seems really sweet though! I appreciate him! Male preferably but I’m always open to other options! Whatever you feel is the best option for me i shall take with open arms and trust your judgment!

I’m a female, 18. My favorite color is blue! Or if not that... maybe a light lavender purple. It’s ironic seeing as I’m... deathly allergic to lavender... and many many other things... like everything. I have severe allergy problems. But that’s unimportant. Maybe i could list that as the thing i don’t like about myself. Also... I’m kinda disorganized... it’s the ADHD. My brain runs 1000 miles a minute... constantly. How could i possibly remember where i put something when i only know how to chase the dopamine? Also because of this, i get VERY excited when i talk and i have been known to ramble. I do my best. I just get over invested in things. Hyper fixations and shit- i just... stay on the same shit for weeks. Attack on titan has been my comfort hyper fixation for almost four-five years. I need. Help.

It’s probably gonna be a lot harder to list things i like about myself... damn. I like my hair! It’s reddish blond and it makes me look like Ariel when i go underwater- which is fun because i love to swim! And i like my jokes. I make them constantly and sometimes I’m the only one that laughs but i think they’re funny so what fucking ever.

For hobbies- I’m a writer! I love to write and draw. I make graphic novels. 100% obsessed with all of my oc’s. I’m always bullshitting about them or some new animatic I’m working on. Constantly.... it’s like... the only thing i ever think about if I’m not fantasizing about attack on titan. Thank god I’m actually working to make a career out of it though. I’m an Art major, though i do not wish to disclose to university for privacy reasons and shit.... so i basically get to draw all day and be quirky... except for when i have my biology class... which is always less fun and i fucking suck at it.

I consider myself to be a really forgiving and sweet person. It always takes me a really really long time to get mad at someone enough to blow up on them, and even then i typically always apologize for it afterwards, even if i said something as tame as

“I don’t like that and you hurt my feelings.”

I love taking care of my friends. It’s my love language, along with physical touch and quality time. I just.... Wanna... cuddle. I’m very cuddly... probably need someone who’s not super averse to touch as i like to give lots of random hugs and kisses.

I shall give many back rubs and head scratches and soft kisses and in return i only ask for the cuddles- and i love when people play with my hair so i grew it out super long!!

I feel like i need someone who’s a good listener... because i ramble about stuff a lot. Especially stuff I’m passionate about. I feel like if somebody isn’t listening to me it makes me feel unheard and like what I’m talking about is stupid and i shut down.

And a few random fun facts.

*If i were a member of the Levi squad post timeskip i would be the shortest member, standing at 5’1

* I am deathly afraid of pineapples for no reason at all. I did a project for school where i just drew a still life of nothing but pineapples and pineapple themed objects and titled it ‘terror’. Only i and a few close friends will ever understand it’s true meaning.

* i fall down the stairs or eat the floor in some other horrible fashion it least twice a day

* i drink more than i eat (not alcohol) and spend like all of my money on iced coffee and sodas until i realize i haven’t eaten in two days but by god have i had a Baha blast.

* sometimes i just fucking drive in circles for hours. I sing really loud in my car and dance and it’s therapeutic.

* I’m one of those people that starts laughing insanely when i get really upset or pissed off... it makes me look terrifying.

* I HAVE A PET LIZARD AND SHE’S FUCKING ROTUND. SHES LIKE A FAT FUCKING LITTLE MEATLOAF I HATE HER. (I’m lying i absolutely adore her.) her name is Maple because she is flat and pancakes are flat and maple syrup goes on pancakes. All she knows how to do is eat berries and shit in my floor.

I know you only asked for a little bit of information but I’ve heard before that the more you tell someone the easier it is for them to match you up. I figured I’d make it as absolutely easy for you as possible by throwing my entire life into a page for you.

a/n omg you seem so fun and crazy we’d get along great😐✋🏻

i match you with armin!

i think the two of you would get along so well! first off, he’s best friends with eren, so he won’t have a problem with your craziness.

he’s also very open minded and a very good listener! he’d never get annoyed with you and he’s very patient, so if you’ve ever forgotten something, he’ll understand.

just in general, your love languages would compliment his.

also, he would love your lizard. he’s interested in the smallest things so imagine him seeing your lizard? he’s going to be so excited like ‘i’ve read about those! i’ve always wanted to see one in real life!”

#armin x reader #armin aot #aot matchup #armin arlet x reader #aot #aot x reader

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