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jjkeremika · 6 months

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Attack on Titan men walk in on you touching yourself…

pairing: Eren x reader, jean x reader, levi x reader, armin x reader, erwin x reader, colt x reader (aot, snk)

all fem!reader

***nsfw*****

Eren:

“What are you doing?” Eren asked knowingly. You were startled, you didn’t even hear him enter the cabin. You were supposed to be alone for a few hours.

When you looked up at him he was staring at you, squinting. You quickly removed your fingers from inside yourself and sat upright.

He took a couple steps forward, his shadow casting a cold over you. “Wait, why did you stop?”

The sudden switch from brain function made your thoughts stutter. “B-Because you’re right here,”

“I just didn’t expect you to…” He stared directly at your crotch, his pupils dilating, “Be here. But you’re free to continue.” He didn’t turn away.

You smirked and drew your toe up your calf to your knee, then traced your other hand along your collarbone, then let it fall to caress your own boob. “Just like you’re free to watch?” You pinched your own nipple.

He gulped, accentuating the muscles in his neck and chest, and reached his hand to his pant fastener. “And free to touch myself.”

Jean:

He’d pressed his ear up to the side of the door when he’d heard strained noises from the room adjacent. Jean’s eyes just about doubled in size when he registered that it was you inside, and the noises you were making were not out of pain, but out of pleasure.

He bit his lip and immediately dropped his palm to his crotch, pushing down to will for his now heavy erection to go away. Jean panicked when he’d heard noises coming in the hallway, new recruits reporting for their shift, he couldn’t risk them seeing him like this.

Or you. He couldn’t have them possibly hearing or seeing you in this compromising position. He had to warn you. It was the right thing to do.

You were mildly startled by Jean’s entrance, but the euphoric daze from having just come was at its peak which made it difficult to process. You smiled blissfully as Jean approached you, still laying flat against the table, arms sprawled out.

“Hey, Jean,” you greeted, “I’m very happy to see you right now.” You winked, your pulse kicking back up again, your stomach leaping at the possibility.

He smirked and climbed onto the chairs and table to lean over you. “You are so fucking loud,” he said quietly. Jean placed his long hand over your mouth and pressed his nose to your neck. “Now… Be a good girl and stay quiet.”

Levi:

If you couldn’t see the tented fabric at the crotch and the tensed muscles in his neck, you would’ve thought he was unphased.

“You’re doing it wrong,” he said roughly, staring directly at where your fingers entered the glistening muscles. You watched him lick his lips. “Tilt your fingers more,” he instructed.

You anchored your foot and lifted yourself off the mattress slightly, adjusting the angle of your fingers inside your already wet pussy.

He stalked over to you, stopping at the foot of the bed, for once looking down on you, his eyes fixed on where you kept moving your fingers. “And you’re making a mess,” he commented, watching the sheet soak up your fluid.

He groaned from frustration (mostly sexual) and grabbed a towel, fluffing it out before ordering you to sit up slightly and draped the towel down.

It wasn’t as soft as the mattress but if it made him happy… “What should I do next, Captain?”

Armin:

“Ah, Ar-Armin!” you moaned his name loudly as he entered the small room, his name slipping into the moan from touching just the right spot.

He stood in the doorway, leaving it open but mostly blocked by his shadow. You hadn’t realized he was as tall as he was. “Oh, hey, are you okay?” You shivered from the slight chill of the hall.

At first he didn’t notice, oblivious to your hands in your pants. Then his eyes trailed down you, like he was assessing you, and you watched the red blush form across his face and noticed his increased breathing.

The ache to touch yourself was heightened from being caught, the blood and adrenaline racing to be at the tip of your finger. At the tip of his finger.

He entered the room and quietly closed the door, his expression unreadable in the dark, but his voice was as comforting and soft as always, a stark contrast from his less-than-pure question, “How can I help?”

Erwin:

The urge to be feel yourself in his office chair was too overwhelming. The air thickly held onto his scent, permeating your nose and convincing your mouth to salivate.

One hand held onto his chair tightly while the other dipped between your legs. You closed your eyes.

You startled at the sudden sound of a deep voice, thick with restrained need. “Now… what do we have here?”

You shot your eyes open and there stood Erwin, standing tall, towering over you, looking down on you with a wanting smirk.

He noticed your hand stopped moving. “Oh, you didn’t have to stop.” He bent down so that he was leaning on one knee, almost at eye contact from your seat in the chair. He was so long.

He confidently placed his hand on your thigh, making eye contact, and slowly inched it towards your hip. “Sit and relax,” he said thickly, warmly, his eyes flickering between his hand and your eyes as it nears your crotch, “Let me take care of you.”

Colt:

The barnyard for the horses was supposed to be isolated today, but you forgot that Colt sometimes visits them during this time. So when he rounded the corner, your soft moans having drowned out his soft whistling, you both made eye contact and blushed.

You were sitting awkwardly on a barrel, one finger intimately gracing your clit. He was carrying a bucket of salt chips.

Despite having the open air to evaporate, the tension stayed near you two, and an unseen pull made it feel harder for him to walk away, like going against a taut rubber band.

He reached his hand out. “Do… Do you want a salt chip?” Colt asked cautiously, taking a couple steps forward.

You laughed, startled by the odd question, and some of the tension shake off. You sat more comfortably on the barrel. “Why would I want a salt chip?” you asked, still chuckling, but put your hand out anyway.

Colt eyed your hand, then flickered back to your eyes, and you noticed the shy blush he wore delicately, a slight sheen of sweat embracing his forehead.

He stepped forward and held the salt chip in his hand. “Open your mouth,” he said, then gestured with the chip like he were going to throw it.

You sighed lightly, amused by his antics and curious to see how his aim has improved. You opened your mouth and closed your eyes.

You reopened them when there was heat radiating directly in front of you, and there a Colt stood, having tossed the salt chip to the ground instead. You felt two fingertips on your tongue.

You closed your mouth, lightly sucking on his fingers. He used his other hand to separate your thighs and stepped between your legs, letting his free hand then lightly caress your upper thigh.

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spiteless-xo · 10 months

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since we're being semi soft today.... do u have any fluffy thoughts on any of the marley boys ?

🙊 i'm answering this out of order from the requests in my inbox because i was HOPING someone would ask this after i posted the fluffy thoughts on the other boys -- so thank you for this 🥰

╰┈➤ fluffy headcanons pt. 2 - aot.

ft. colt, reiner, porco, zeke. cw. gender neutral reader

⋙ colt grice.

colt coaches falco's soccer team. he gets up early in the morning, dressed in a fleece half-zip with some gloves to set up pylons on the field for the kids' drills. he knows every kid by name and doesn't give any special attention to falco just because he's his brother -- parents love him. doesn't notice that some of the younger moms are hitting on him until you point it out, and then he gets awkward and flustered every time he sees them.

please just picture this man with little pink-flushed cheeks from the early september chill, blowing steam into his hands to keep them warm. he's calling out encouragements to all the kids as they run back and forth on the field -- always praise, because they're just kids and this is only for fun. he looks back at stands and just beams at you, excited that you were willing to get up so early just to watch him coach a bunch of little kids

idk why, but in my head, colt is not funny 💀 like he just doesn't understand comedic timing and isn't quite a quick or sharp as some of the other boys, but he appreciates every single one of your jokes!! he absolutely kills himself laughing every time you make a joke and he gets so excited about them that he'll tell other people your jokes (poorly 😭) but be laughing so hard they don't even understand him

ALWAYS kisses you and tells you that he loves you when he says goodbye. it's something that he does with falco already (that falco hates, btw), and one day it just slipped with you like "mwah! love you, bye!" and he goes beet red in embarrassment when he realizes, but you quickly kiss him back and now you do it every day 🥺

⋙ reiner braun.

this man only knows angst i think reiner really cherishes quiet moments of intimacy with you. like driving in the car with your hand laced in his, or having a nice meal at home that the two of you cooked together. it means a lot more to him if you show him that you love him through small gestures, instead of telling him.

he looooooooves head massages. he'll sit on the floor between your legs on the couch while the two of you watch tv so you can run your fingers through his hair and scratch his scalp. guy is vocal about it too, groaning and moaning when you rub his temples. 💀 and his knees go absolutely weak whenever you scratch his head

he has a really hard time falling asleep when he's alone 🥺 he gets really anxious at night sometimes, so if the two of you are apart he hardly gets any sleep at all -- but when you're in bed with him, this guy falls asleep the second his head hits the pillow. he feels so safe and comfortable with you that it helps ease some of his worries just knowing that you're beside him.

if you roll away from him in bed when the two of you are sleeping together, guaranteed in a sleepy haze, this man is grabbing at the bed trying to find you again. the second his hand rests on your body, he hooks his arm around your waist and pulls you tight against his chest -- sighing into your shoulder and sleepily kissing your neck. when you tell him about it the next day, he says he doesn't even remember doing it 😭

⋙ porco galliard.

porco is perpetually grumpy and bratty, except for when it comes to you. this man literally will talk to you in a baby voice when the two of you are alone together 💀 if you've ever seen those tiktoks where the girl calls her bf and makes him do the baby voice when he's with their friends -- that's porco.

like "babyyyy, i'm weawy hungee, can you make me a snack?" and he's looking up at you with big dumb eyes and a little pout while he rubs his belly. lowkey kinda cringe but the shift between his baby voice when he's alone with you and his normal voice when he's with the boys is just too funny 💀

also -- loves snacks. has a stash of chips and cookies and treats in the cupboard because he's always munching on something. if you're cooking dinner for him, he'll take a snack tax and munch on one of the foods you're prepping for dinner. you always tell him he's going to spoil his appetite, but he hasn't yet!

LOVES GOSSIP!! when the two of you are out with your friends and one of them says some out-of-pocket shit, you see porco in the corner of your eye looking at you like 👀 and you just KNOW he's going to talk about it on the car on the way home. in fact -- when the two of you go on road trips together, you don't even listen to any music. you just spend the entire time filling each other in with drama at work/school/etc. and gossiping about how other people's relationships aren't as good as yours 💀

⋙ zeke jaeger.

zeke is in his early thirties but he acts like an old man. whenever he gets up from sitting down he's pushing himself up with his hands and groaning. cracking his back with a loud moan. sighing heavily and collapsing into the couch like 💀

really into grilling? like spent a bunch of money on a fancy grill and now will take any excuse to have people over for a barbeque. he's got an apron that says something dumb like "women love me, fish fear me". you guys will be having a bbq and he's standing by the grill, watching the meat, with a pair of dark rayban sunglasses and a beer in his hand.

loves feeding you. like physically feeding you. like, if he wants you to try something that he cooked, he'll hold it in his fingers and get you to open his mouth for him 💀 he sets a little piece of cookie down on your tongue or between your teeth, and watch you expectantly as you chew it and tell him your opinion

loves building things, too. like you'll mention offhand that you think it'd be nice to have a garden and the next weekend he's coming home with planks of wood and building you raised garden beds 🥺 you don't even have to ask, he's just like "she wants a garden? ok, i'm on it!" and he immediately gets to work.

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wttcsms · 5 months

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he's a straight-laced soldier but he steals socks and bruise ointment from military inventory for you because you need them. he canonically loves his brother so much to the point where he'll stay by his brother's side, knowing that doing so will result in his death, just because he doesn't want his little brother to be alone. he's kind to kids, and children love him. even with a busted face and in the middle of recovering from a mild concussion, he limps miles from his military base to the red light district to see you. (he embodies hozier's line no grave can hold my body down/i'll crawl home to her) he saves up everything he can afford to from his paycheck, even giving up going out for celebratory drinks, just so he can pool his money together and buy up all your time so you can relax and not have to see clients for several days on end. when trouble starts, his first reaction is to pull you behind him, shielding you. he's cool and calm and rational, but something snaps in him when he sees someone harassing you — he gets his knuckles bloody for you. he wants to marry you, and he's worried that maybe you don't love him enough to take that risk, so he writes out this list of promises and vows: his money is yours, he'll never do anything to disrespect you, he'll protect you, marrying him will ensure that you and your brother will have a safer place to stay; he writes all of this in a letter to you that doesn't make it out the battlefield he's on, lost in the mail, never to be delivered. he falls first, and harder. in a world where people like him don't always get what they want, he finally gets the girl.

he is colt grice in my fic, daylight, which you can read on ao3 or tumblr, you're welcome xx

#really pushing the colt grice agenda HARD #if you've missed my writing (for whatever reason) i'm telling u rn #this is the only thing i've been consistently working on sorry not sorry #colt grice x reader

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ye4gerism · 11 months

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THE BACHELORETTE !!! chp one

an: the worst is over😭 i hope you guys don’t hate this chapter as much as i do!

taglist: @katestrophes @taylarxse @invisible-mori @tanakaslastbraincell @mrsharuchiyo @parkerluvsu @conniesbbymama @444ctrl @gabbadabbad00 @cvberidiot @maliagurl @greeniegreengreen @teanica @illgrrl @spoiled2thetop @Ilovesero @haitainiwhor3 @durag_tanaka

Welcome to another season of the Bachelorette!

Unlike the other bachelorette, you weren't pushed to join the show. Single life was getting quite boring and the dating process was getting quite tedious. Sure, a dating show probably isn't the best choice for love but it would be fun. A bunch of guys worshipping you and doing anything it took to be with you and you only? Oh yeah, that sounded great. Music to your ears- literally.

So here you were, standing up outside with the host, Zeke Yeager, waiting on the ten men (that will be cut down to eight tonight). "Tell me something I don't know," you blurt out. You grab Zelle's hand and squeeze your eyes shut out of nervousness. He looks at you for a moment. He looks down at your hand and pauses before opening his mouth, "The whole experience is going to be rainbows and flowers, and finding your dream man will be so easy!" You open your eyes to stare at him, wondering if he's being serious or not. His blue eyes stare back at you and you get your answer. "All jokes aside, only you know what's right and what's wrong. Go with your gut...otherwise, we wouldn't have picked you."

As if on cue, the first limousine pulls up and once it stops, the first individual to walk out of the vehicle is a tall redhead. There's a smile immediately plastered on his face and he begins to make his way toward you. "Hi, Y/N, my name is Floch," he says. Floch puts his arms out for a hug and you move in to give him one. He gives your body a slight squeeze before pulling away. "How are you?" he asks, a smile still on his face. "I'm nervous I won't lie," you reply. "If anything, I'm nervous too." Floch lets a chuckle escape him. "This must be love then, huh? Look at us sharing the same feelings and everything," you joke. He lets out a laugh. "I'll see you inside, Floch, it was nice meeting you!" Floch gives you a nod before heading inside.

The next individual is a brunette. Once he gets closer, you notice his magnetic green eyes. "You're even more beautiful in person," he breathed. You're too stunned to reply. Should a guy be that pretty? He puts a hand out. "Eren." "Y/N." "Y/N...that's kinda pretty," he replies. Kinda? "You look amazing...I can't wait to talk to you more inside." Eren pats your shoulder and moves past you. There was something about him but you really couldn't put your finger on it.

After Eren follows a blonde with hazel eyes. There's a bit of playfulness to them- a good playfulness. Once he reaches you, he takes your hands. "Hi, Y/N! My name is Colt and I just have to say that I'm here for you. Just you." He pauses and his face drops slightly. "Sorry, that came out weird-" "No, no, no, I get it. I think everyone's here for the same reason," you interrupt. He gives you an apologetic smile and continues.

The next individual that emerges from the limousine is much taller than Colt and has an ash-brown mullet. As he approaches you, he puts his arms out. So you take a few steps forward, meet him somewhat halfway and hug him. "Hey," he starts. "Hey," you reply. "My name's Jean. You look absolutely gorgeous tonight and I'm looking forward to getting to know you more throughout the show and, you know, hopefully off camera." His little blurb was really sweet. You put a hand over your heart. "I can't wait to get to know you better too. Hopefully, we can talk more tonight."

As Jean exists, the last male from the limo makes his way toward you. He's a blond with a bowl cut and blue eyes. "Hey, I'm Armin, how are you?" he says once he's getting closer. Once Armin is right in front of you, you hug him. "I'm good," you say pulling away. "I actually have something for you." Armin slips his fingers into his jacket pocket and pulls out a watch. "This watch has been in my family for a good 80 years...an heirloom," he explains. "Armin, I can't take this." You push his cupped hands toward his chest. "I'm playing; I got it from the airport," he reveals, "I just wanted to tell you that I'm worth your time." You let out a laugh and slightly slap your thigh before taking the watch from him. "Thank you so much, Armin, I'll totally remember this! I'll see you inside."

The next vehicle that shows up is a...truck. A truck? Your face recoils in confusion. You look over at Zeke, who had moved away to give you space, for an answer. He shrugs but has a slight smile on his face. For a moment, you stand there because no one was coming out and nothing was happening. Finally, a body arises from the trunk of the truck. "I'm here to have a BALL with you!" a guy with a shaven head exclaims. You cup your face because what the hell? The display was so corny but funny at the same time. The guy hops over the trunk and makes his way toward you. He's laughing as he gets closer. Without asking, he pulls you into a hug. "It's so nice to meet you. I'm Connie," he greets. "Connie," you repeat," what a display." "I know. Though of it myself and everything." He pulls away. "I've probably used up all my time but I will see you later."

The next limousine pulls up and the first guy out it is a tall, dark-skinned male. The first thing you notice is his smile and you're immediately hooked. There was something so kind and welcoming about them. "Hey, Y/N," he starts, "I hope I'm not the only one who's nervous. I'm so choked up right now." Once he gets closer, you cup his cheeks in your hands before letting out a breathy laugh. "It's alright..." Your voice trails off since he didn't introduce himself. "Oyankopon," he answers. "Oyankopon...God in Akan, correct?" Oyankopon nods. "Interesting...I hope to learn more about you as everything progresses." He gives you another smile, with his teeth this time before heading inside.

Another blonde emerges from the limo; the only difference between him and Armin is that he's buffer. "You know there are so many different types of hugs?" he starts. You cock your head to the side, giving him your answer. "Can I show you?" You nod, curious to see where exactly this was going. He puts his arms over your shoulders and his hands rest on your back. You hook your arms under him and once it seems like you know what's happening, he gives you a nice squeeze. He felt like a nice luxury hotel mattress- firm but soft. You pull away with the biggest smile. The mattress dude puts his right hand out. "Reiner." You shake his hand. "That was really nice, Reiner, I'll see you inside."

The following male is a blond with pushed-back hair and a dark undercut. "I'm Porco," he introduces himself. You go in for a hug. "Nice to meet you, Porco," you say as you pull away. "I won't lie to you, these past few weeks have felt like a dream and I thought it'd be over once I saw you in person but...gosh...you're so unreal," Porco admits. You put a hand on your cheek and feel yourself heating up from his compliment. "That's flattering, Porco. I can't wait to talk to you more inside."

Finally, the last male makes his way. He was super duper tall and had an elongated face. However, he had this kind set of eyes on him. "Hey, my name is Bertholdt and, if it isn't obvious, I'm like totally into you right now and I can't wait to see where this goes." You thank him and hug him. "Let's go inside?"

You and Bertholdt walk into the villa in which you and the other nine contestants would reside for the next few weeks.

After the introductions, you got an opportunity to speak with some of the guys in group settings and you go to observe how they interacted with each other.

You were in the middle of a conversation with Colt and Floch. Colt was telling you about his little brother, who was back in Marley. Floch rolled his eyes at the mention of the country and started going off on how Marley was the absolute worst country in the world because of some titan war many many years ago. He wasn't mad about the discrimination put upon the Eldians...he was mad about the titans. We don't even know if they were real like that. You look for Zeke and once you make eye contact, you try to signal for help. It takes him a while to make his way over but once he's near you release a sigh of relief. "Sorry, guys, but I need to pull Ms. L/N away for a moment," Zeke says apologetically. The bickering stops and both males smile at you as you walk away with Zeke. He brings you over to Reiner and Bertholdt, who seem to be deep in conversation, and immediately walks off, leaving you there to end their conversation. "I'm so sorry to interrupt but I don't think I've had an actual conversation with either of you two yet. Tell me about you...family life, whatever," you start. They immediately give their attention to you. "Well, it's really just been me and my dad. With my job as a photographer, I have a really easy schedule, so I spend a lot of time with him," Bertholdt answers. You look at Reiner to hear what he has to say. "My family life is kind of complicated. My mom and I don't get along but we talk. We just aren't close like that. I do have a niece though. I've been raising her for a while. She lost her parents a while back," Reiner replied. Your face dropped slightly and you rub his arm. "I'm so sorry to hear that Reiner," you consoled. "It's alright! She's the most amazing 12-year-old anyone can ask for."

The first night was done. To end it, the Rose Ceremony needed to begin. After conversing with the contestants you knew exactly who you wanted to go home. However, you and Zeke felt that it'd be better to present the specialty roses (the First Impression Rose and Paradis' Favorite Rose) tomorrow morning before the first set of dates.

"I have eight roses that I'll be giving out tonight. I know there's a lot of anticipation about the specialty roses but receiving a rose from tonight should be the biggest honor of all," you explain. "Colt, you are the first to receive a rose."

Colt's face lights up and he comes forward to accept his rose. Oyankopon, Porco, Reiner, Connie, Armin, Jean, and Eren follow. Floch and Bertholdt are left.

"Floch, Bertholdt, you have been eliminated. You're welcome to say your goodbyes or simply leave," Zeke announces. Floch rolls his eyes and storms out of the room. Bertholdt comes up to you, gives you a quick hug, and leaves shortly after.

"Congrats to the rest of you," you cheered. The eight remaining men clap and cheer before stopping to let you finish speaking. "Three of you will be in the first group of dates, four of you will go with the second group, and the individual who impressed me first will go on a solo date!"

here’s the next poll. the next few posts will look a little something like this and this!

until next time ;)

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vainilla-milk · 2 years

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Flufftober Day 7 - Combined clothing

feat. Reiner, Porco, Colt, Zeke

tags: modern au, moodboard

matching reiner

Sporty and comfortable

matching porco

Streetwise but harmonious

matching colt

Lightweight and pastel

matching zeke

Elegant and vintage

#attack on titan #attack on titan imagines #aot fanfiction #aot imagines #reiner braun x reader #porco x reader #aot x reader #aot warriors #reiner x reader #reiner braun x you #porco galliard x reader #aot moodboard #colt grice #colt grice x reader #zeke jeager x you #zeke jeager x reader

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roseofdarknessblog · 10 months

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Enemies to Enemies (Colt Grice x Reader + the Warriors)

I was battling a pretty bad writer's block once again... why do they happen so often lately? But anyways, I managed to come up with something. So here, enjoy some silly moments with our lovely Warriors.

♡ @chaotic-on-main ♡

„Are you sure this is a good idea?“ Colt asked, handing you a bottle of vine, while you were adjusting the roses in the wase for like the millionth time. Every detail had to be perfect. Otherwise, all of this would simply go to waste. „I think you’ll just make the whole thing worse.“

„Oh, please. What could be worse than their constant bickering? I’m getting tired of them both, but mostly Galliard.“

„Want me to remind you something?“ he teased you.

You furrowed your brows. „No, don’t! Otherwise, I’ll tell Zeke about how you lost his favorite baseball bat,“ you threatened the blond boy, adjusting the nicely polished cutlery before taking a step back to look at the table as a whole.

Everything looked even more perfect than you previously envisioned. Yes, it was a dumb idea and a complete waste of money and time, but... hey, miracles sometimes do happen, right?

„I didn’t lose it,“ Colt mumbled under his breath, averting his gaze.

„Then where is it?“ Zeke’s missing baseball bat was all the smoke between the Warriors for the last couple of days. Everyone knew about it. Well, except for Zeke.

„In the sewer.“

For a second you thought you hear him wrong. „Excuse me... what?“

„I have nothing to do with it!“ he exclaimed immediately, while his cheeks started to get a little red. „Ask Gabi and Falco. I’m sure they’ll be more than excited to tell you. At least Gabi, Falco is scared to even look at Zeke since then.“

„That’s why he’s avoiding him, now it makes sense. Or... no, it doesn’t but who cares?“ You waved your hand at him, hugged his right arm, and dragged him to stand next to you. „So, what do you think? Do we need anything else?“

The little round table in your family’s garden looked perfect. A white tablecloth, two lit candles, vine glasses and vine, plates, cutlery, and even some pink and purple confetti you had left from the time you were in charge of organizing a birthday party for Zofia earlier that year. If somebody looked at this arrangement, a romantic dinner would be the first thing to come to their mind.

But surely not a dinner for two people who couldn’t stand each other. Or at least one of them had to constantly bully the other one.

„I still think it’s a stupid idea and I really don’t know why I’m even helping you.“

„Because you love me,“ you said and kissed his cheek.

The very special „romantic“ dinner the two of you planned, was meant for Porco and Reiner. It was you, who came up with the idea, because getting shot at the nearest battlefield started to sound more appealing than listening to their constant stupid fights and taunts. While Reiner was the one, who held back most of the time and never started a fight first, Porco looked for an opportunity every chance he got. Yes, he had his reasons, you understood that, but if nobody did anything, those two would end up arguing right during your next military operation.

Good thing neither of their Titans could talk.

„Now... did you tell them to be here at seven?“ you asked, leaning your head against his shoulder.

„Yep.“

„Okay, so I guess we’ll just wait for them.“

Colt nodded, looking at you skeptically. He had every right to worry about how this evening would play out. But he surely didn’t think about Zofia and Udo rushing over and hurry both of you over to his house, because Falco and Gabi got stuck down in the sewer while they were trying to retrieve Zeke’s baseball bat.

At first, you wanted to stay at your place and wait for Reiner and Porco, but when you saw the panic on Colt’s face, you joined them.

When you arrived at the place, the guards from the Internment zone gate, who the kids befriended fairly easily, were already there, laughing their asses off, while Gabi was screaming at them angrily from down below. The two of them got stuck there after half of the old rusty ladder, they used to climb down, simply fell off and the remaining part was too high for them to reach.

„Are you sure you got it?“ you asked Colt, while he was throwing them a rope and was about to climb down to grab that stupid bat from Gabi, before helping them both up.

He mumbled something about not needing you to watch his every step, while he simultaneously cursed his little brother and Reiner’s cousin. Maybe that’s why he almost fell down as well when another step from the ladder broke off. All in all, it took you almost half an hour, until the incident was over.

Only then you realized, that your little rescue mission became an interesting comedy for some of the Eldian people passing by or looking out the windows of their homes. The only one, who was happy about it, was Gabi. She grabbed the baseball bat again, hoisted it into the air, and then bowed for everyone as if she just finished a theatre performance.

She and Falco smelled more than horribly but were still in a better condition than Zeke’s bat. Returning it to him in this condition would equal a war crime.

„I still want to hear how that bat got down to the sewer, alright?“ you asked Gabi, while all of you made your way back to your house. They both needed a shower and a set of fresh clothes Zofia and Udo agreed to borrow them. It was better than letting them go home in such a horrible state. This way the parents didn’t need to know anything. „I’m sure it’s a very interesting story.“

„Definitely!“ she shouted in excitement and started walking backward, just to look right at you, while she started talking again. However, she was cut short, when you arrived at your house. Going around, you peeked over the fence into the garden, almost forgetting how to breathe for a second.

„Look!“ you said to Colt excitedly and smiled so wide, your cheeks started hurting.

Right there, at the table, you so nicely set up sat Reiner and Porco. They were talking about something, while their vine glasses were half empty. If you didn’t know better, you would say this was truly a typical romantic dinner.

„I knew it! I knew it would work and you didn’t believe me!“ you teased Colt, jumping a little with joy. Only that your joy was short-lived, when you looked over at the boys again, as you heard a quiet sob and a roar of laughter right afterward.

„Ehm... are you sure they’re having the time of their life?“ Colt asked, trying to suppress a smile. Right next to him, the Warrior candidates were complaining that the fence was too high and they didn’t see anything. „Because I think Reiner...“

Only when you looked really closely, you saw the truth. While Porco was grinning and drinking the vine with a very satisfied look, Reiner was shaking his head and wiping away tears, while probably contemplating every single decision of his life, which lead him there.

And no, it really didn't help when he noticed you and Colt peering from behind the fence with apologetic looks on your faces. Embarrassed and probably red even behind your ears, you waved at him.

„Do you think serving the food we prepared for them would help?“ you asked Colt in a hushed voice, still waving at Reiner and now Porco as well.

„About that... I guess I forgot to turn the oven on when you told me. Otherwise, your house would be already a pile of ash, since we rushed off without thinking about anything else.“

„Oh...“

There really didn’t seem to be a way to save the whole night. Definitely not, when you suddenly heard Zeke’s voice from behind you. While he was walking up the street to your house with Pieck by his side, and already shouting something to both you and Colt, Zofia quickly pushed Gabi and Falco into the nearby bushes, hiding the baseball bat there as well.

It was better not to try your luck anymore.

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blackdchliia · 1 year

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Hi :) I'd like to request Colt x female reader and their first kiss + confessing when he's back after the four-years long Marley mideast war? Thank you ♥

<3: Let's ignore the fact that I've been off of Tumblr for such a long time, but I'm finally back to writing. So, I decided to make my come-back with this lovely request!

Warnings: Brief mention of death, fluff, reader uses she/her pronouns.

"Last Kiss"

A Colt Grice x Reader Short Story

Four years. 1,460 Tragedy filled days that you had spent waiting. Waiting for a man whom you had hopelessly fallen in-love with throughout your years of being close friends. To you it was hard to believe that today would be the day that he would finally be back in your arms. It almost seemed too good, too lucky for you, that the man you loved oh so much would be back safe and sound.

Colt Grice. He was the man who had stolen your heart and left with it just like that. The man that you had harbored an attraction for far too long. You still remembered the day that you had met. You had lost your father whilst shopping in the plaza in town; you had been crying, searching everywhere for him when a boy who was just a few years older than you were grabbed your hand, whisking you away to help your troubled self.

That little interaction led to a beautiful friendship blooming; one that would last forever in eternity. You realized you had loved Colt when you were twelve, almost thirteen. Colt had just turned fourteen. You had been asked on a date by a boy in town, whom you had said yes to. Long story short, you were stood up and were left bawling in your friend's arms. Colt's embrace was so warm, almost like a comforting fire. You still remember the feeling of your heart rate picking up as Colt's hand rubbed gentle circles in your lower back.

"It's okay, Y/N. He's just a jerk who doesn't know that he's missed out." He muttered quietly in the crown of your head.

Colt. Just the thought of seeing him again today made you feel so ecstatic. You felt giddy as you stood on the sidewalk by the train tracks. Your E/C eyes were wide open with excitement, hands shaking slightly from the rising bubble of anxiety that was overcoming your body as you watched the train that held the Marlean soldiers inside pulling up.

You made sure to wear your prettiest dress today. It was a soft brown color with faint floral patterns on the bottom. It reached just past your knees. Your foot tapped against the pavement impatiently, the sole of your boot made the tapping sound louder than it would have been without them on. The few people that were around you separated away from you. In a way they felt your anxiety just pouring off of your body, which they probably would rather stay away from during this moment.

Hopelessly you stood and watched. Watching as so many people you had grown up around got off of the train and were instantly enveloped in hugs by their awaiting family members. So many tears were spilled and with each soldier that stepped off of the train your heart rate quickened.

Where was he? He should have gotten off by now.

You were beginning to worry. Tears filled your eyes before a sigh of relief left your lips. Falco had run off of the train, being enveloped in the arms of his mother, not a second had passed before Colt stepped off of the train, arms carrying both his and Falco's luggage, which was quickly dropped as his mother also threw her arms around her older son. Your heart melted at the sight, watching as Colt wrapped his arms so gently around his mother, as if she would break if he applied too much pressure.

The urge to run and interrupt Colt's time with his family was strong, but they needed it more than you ever did. You stood there, watching the scene as it drawn on until finally, Colt had pulled away.

His gaze flew right towards you. "I'll be back," he seemed to mouth to his mother as he began to move through the crowd of onlookers. He kept moving, taking long strides before he finally stood in front of you, head craning down in order to look you right in the eyes.

"Y/N-" he began before he was ultimately interrupted by you flinging your much smaller form into him, arms wrapped tightly around his neck as you let out a relieved sob. "I was so worried about you." You breathlessly spoke as you gazed up into the males' beautiful brown eyes. His gaze itself made you want to just pepper kisses all over Colt's face.

God, he was so beautiful. How could someone so beautiful exist in a world filled with so much death?

Colt didn't say a word. He just stared down into your gaze, nothing was said between the two of you. It was as if you guys had a conversation with just your eyes. A mutual agreement was shared as you both began to lean in, lips pressing against one another's.

It felt electrical in a sense. Your heart rate had picked up, and you were almost certain Colt's had as well as your lips molded perfectly to fit the others.

Colt was the first to pull away, though he didn't stay away long as he almost instantly leaned back in, pressing another chaste kiss to your lips.

"I love you, so much." He muttered against your lips.

You wanted to cry right then and there. Not tears of anger, sadness, or betrayal. But tears of pure happiness. And you did. You cried in Colt's arms, sobbing about how much you missed and loved him beyond measure.

He cried in yours too, for he knew now that you would forever be his, and he would forever be yours.

#colt grice #attack on titan x reader #colt grice x reader #snk #aot #colt x reader #x reader #snk x reader #aot x reader #colt #aot fluff #colt grice fluff #shingeki no kyojin #snk fluff #attack on titan fluff #x reader fluff

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wormoracle · 2 years

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head empty, just…Colt Grice in his baseball uniform at games, you’re watching from the bleachers as his muscles flexing when he holds the bat, how he bites his lip when he’s concentrating, and ofc he has a crush on u too and wants your attention so when you’re looking, he lifts his shirt up in the dugout to “wipe his face” showing off his rock hard abs and smirking to himself when he sees your jaw hit the floor 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

A/N: This really has the bees in my brain in a frenzy crashing into my skull thinking about this thank you sdfkjg. Side note, I know exactly 0 things about baseball – I learned so much while writing this, most notably that I am in love with Shohei Ohtani now lmao

Pairing: Colt Grice x fem!reader

Tags: fluff, sfw

Word Count: 1.3k

It was your first time going to a baseball game, or any sports event for that matter. You weren’t particularly interested in the game, in fact, you didn’t have a clue what was going on or what you were watching. Well, you weren’t really watching the game, you were there for one specific reason, and that reason was tall, handsome, and currently lifting up the hem of his uniform shirt to wipe the sweat off his face, conveniently exposing his glistening and defined abs.

It felt almost hedonic watching Colt like this, knowing everyone around you was enjoying the game while you were enjoying this show all to yourself, and you couldn’t tear your eyes away. What you failed to notice in all your shameful ogling, however, was neither could he.

Colt had had a crush on you for over a year, ever since you started tutoring his little brother Falco. He would set out snacks during your tutoring sessions, make pleasant small talk and walk you home when it got dark out, but he never worked up the courage to make a move. He was nervous about making it awkward if you didn’t like him back and still had to go to his house every week to tutor his brother. He just didn’t want to make it weird, and, frankly, he was a little intimidated. You were beautiful, intelligent, funny and so friendly to everyone that even Falco (who had never been the most outgoing person) warmed up to you quickly. He couldn’t imagine you would ever be interested in someone like him, all Colt could do was swing a bat, he was sure you were out of his league.

So imagine his surprise when he spotted you in the bleachers at the bottom of the second inning, cheering him on, your bright smile standing out from the crowd like a ray of sunshine.

It was Falco’s doing. The two of you may have been blind to each other’s obvious feelings, but all those secret glances, wistful sighs and nervous smiles couldn’t slip past Falco unnoticed—not to mention how Colt wouldn’t shut up about you.

“Good work today, Falco!” You praised at the end of your session. “You got any plans for the weekend?”

“Just hanging out with friends, but it means I’ll have to miss Colt’s game.”

“He’s playing this weekend?” You blurted out, before you could stop yourself.

“Why don’t you go, Y/N? I got a free ticket, you can take it.”

“Huh? I don’t really know anything about baseball, I’d be totally lost the whole time.” You waved your hand, laughing because you were a little embarrassed.

“Well, it’d be a shame for the ticket to go to waste. Anyway, I know Colt would be happy to see you there, if you change your mind.”

He… would? Your surprise must have been written all over your face in bright red permanent marker because Falco only smiled, his expression somewhere between smug and exasperated as he handed you the ticket wordlessly.

Whether it was from adrenaline of the game pumping through his veins, or feeling a surge of confidence at finally being able to show you what he was best at, Colt seemed to shine in a way you’d never seen before. The focused glint in his eye and the way he bit his lip concentrating on the ball, strong hands tightly gripping the handle of the bat, the way his muscles—that you didn’t even know he was hiding under his usual clothes, and were a very pleasant surprise—flexed powerfully as he swung. He struck the ball with a deafening crack which echoed across the field as he sent it flying, his sculpted body evident as he set off sprinting. He was usually so mellow and easy-going, this was an entirely new and intense side of him you were seeing and he wasn’t about to let the opportunity slip away from him. His heel kicked up a cloud of dust as he slid into third base and he caught his breath for a moment, hands on his knees and peering from under his batting helmet to glance at you, smirking in surprise at the way your eyes widened and your jaw hung open, amazed at what you just saw, before he channelled his attention back to the field. Just knowing you were watching, watching him specifically, Colt was at the top of his game.

By the end of the match, his pristine uniform was scuffed with dirt, a sheen of sweat glistened over his face and body, his broad shoulders and chest rose and fell heavily from the exertion (causing you to imagine all kinds of things). You watched as he celebrated with his teammates briefly, a contagious smile beaming across his face as they laughed and cheered together, before he waved them a hurried goodbye and jogged over to where you were sitting in the bleachers. You were surprised, not expecting him to even notice you were here let alone come over to you. He took off his cap and ran a hand through his short golden blond hair, and you greeted him with a smile, handing him the extra sports drink you brought with you for no reason in particular.

“Hey, Y/N, thanks!” He breathed out, “I– didn’t know you were gonna be here.”

“Yeah, neither did I,” You laughed, “but it was a ton of fun, you were amazing, Colt!”

“Oh, thanks!” He chuckled nervously, it was unclear if the flush on his cheeks was just from the game or your compliment. “You’re into baseball?”

“To be honest I don’t know much about it, Falco gave me his ticket since he already had plans, so I thought…” You trailed off, and a faint look of confusion crossed his features.

“Huh? I didn’t hear about any plans, he said he was just gonna stay home cos he was feeling sick, it’s weird since he felt fine yesterday.”

“Hmm? That is weird, is he okay?”

“Yeah I mean he looked fine when I left so–”

It took a moment, but realisation slowly dawned over you both, leaving the two of you standing in silence until it was broken by your muffled giggles, a combination of impressed and embarrassed that Falco pulled something like this off—and it actually worked. Your laugh was so sweet, the way your eyes creased in amusement and you covered your face with your hand, Colt finally steeled his nerves and worked up his courage.

“Y/N, um, are you doing anything after this?” You smiled and shook your head.

“Mm no, why? You got anything in mind?”

“Dinner. With me.” … “Only if you want to! You totally don’t have–”

“It’s a date.” You nodded, a delighted smile appearing on your lips.

Colt let go of a breath he didn’t realise he was holding, a cheesy grin stretching over his own face.

“I don’t know if I should thank Falco, or kill him when I get home,” Colt laughed, “I better change outta my uniform and get cleaned up, do you mind waiting a sec?” He asked apologetically.

“I’ll be here.” You nodded assuringly, I’ve been waiting for a year, I’m sure I can manage a little longer. With that, he set off running to the showers at a pace that rivalled his game speed.

His teammate Porco tried catching him in the changing rooms, the team were all planning to go out for pizza and drinks afterwards and he didn’t want the life of the party running off before the celebration.

“Woah there, how come you’re in such a hurry all of a sudden?” He teased as Colt finished tying his shoes and stumbled off the bench, heading for the door.

“I gotta run! I have a date!” He called out before disappearing in a flash.

Porco shook his head and laughed, about damn time.

— — —

A/N: making out with colt under the bleachers when

#colt grice #colt aot #colt grice x reader #colt grice x you #attack on titan #aot x reader

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coloredsolos · 1 year

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Hey :-) I have a request for 16. "I -did- care about you, I just had no other choice." I hope you like it, if not that's absolutely no problem at all ♥ So it's a fem!reader and Colt and they secretly like eachother since forever when suddenly he has to leave for the mid-east war without saying goodbye or even telling her (maybe he was scared, he didn't want to hurt her or he just couldn't). A few days later she meets his parents randomly and when they tell her about it, she is angry of course, disappointed he simply left, thinking he doesn't care about her - apparently not even in a friendly way. But then some time later a letter for her arrives, where he apologizes to her, confesses maybe and whatever you can think of :) Lots of love for you!

SAYING GOODBYE IS SO HARD

pairing: colt grice x fem!reader

prompt: 16. “I -did- care about you, I just had no other choice.”

content: childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining, colt is a sweetheart, character death, season 4 spoilers

wc: 0.6k

a/n: hiya!! sorry this took so long! my computer broke and it took a while to fix but i’m back now!! I hope you enjoy and lots of love ♡ not proofread

Running into the Grice family was the last thing you had planned on. In fact, you had planned on avoiding anyone in that family for a while. After Colt disappeared without a trace you swear you felt your heart break in two. He hasn’t even bothered to say goodbye. You just woke up and he was gone. However, after running into his parents, you were now at a loss for words. the air around you felt thin. You felt like you couldn’t breathe. Colt’s parents had informed you, after you mentioned how he seemed to disappear, that he had left to fight in the mid-east war. You knew what that meant. And so with a quick apology, you muttered your condolences to his family, who had now lost Colt and Falco, before excusing yourself.

He had left. You weren’t stupid. You remember how those devils took out so many of your nation’s soldiers the night they attacked. You had been with Colt’s family that night, since you weren’t a warrior candidate, you were left to see the destruction of Liberio from the internment zone. You were stunned. The Attack Titan’s rampage in Liberio was a surprise for one, and catastrophic as well. The deaths of so many innocent people, the stench of death in the air. You were scared. But Colt came back. He always came back.

However, weeks passed after the news of the mid-east war. There was nothing. And the day the letter arrived you swear you felt your heart sink. Colt’s mother had hand delivered it to your door, tears in her eyes.

“Thank you for being so good to my son.” She would mumble before taking her leave.

With shaky hands you opened the crisp, white letter.

“I’m sorry.” It would start out. You felt dread enter the pit of your stomach as you continued to read.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say goodbye. I figured if I didn’t say goodbye, then maybe, by some chance, I’d get to come back and see you again. But I should have known better.

You don’t hate me… do you? I understand if you do. But I beg you to forgive me. I need to know you forgave me for leaving. I had to rescue my brother, avenge our people.

I had to make you proud of me.

I figured maybe, if I proved my worth to the Marleyans, I could get a better life for mom and dads And you.

I did care about you. I know you wouldn’t believe me. But I did do care about you. I’ll die caring about you. You are and always will be my best friend of course, but please know to me, you were more than that. I could see a life with you. A happy one. I hoped you could see one with me too.

So please, I ask you one thing, know I did care about you, I just had no other choice.”

Yours forever,

Colt

You watched as a drop of water landed on the letter you held. Was it raining? No, you weren’t outside. Reaching your hand up to touch your face, you were met with a wet sensation. You were crying. He wasn’t coming back, and there was nothing you could do about it. There was so much you had left to say to him that would never come to fruition. He didn’t even know how you felt. How you cherished every minute you spent together, or how you didn’t want to live if your life didn’t have him in it. You knew that saying goodbye was hard, but not getting to say goodbye was a million times worse.

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chaotic-nick · 2 years

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Note: Here's my first Colt fic! And something that I wanted to always write. I also added a nite at the end of the fic, explaining the inspiration behind this fic.

Wordcount: 1982 - unedited

AU: Everyone's an international student flying back home

When the date of the semester break was announced, Zeke didn’t expect half of their class to immediately pull their phones out. Some typing too quickly on their laptops. “You flying home, too, (Y/n)?” He turned to her, already knowing that the expression on Colt’s face would beg him to ask.

She nodded. “You two are from Marley, too, right? We should all meet up!” At this, he leaned backwards, exposing Colt who used him as his shield. “What do you say, Colt?”

“A-ah, I’ll have to see, my brother usually wants to spend more time with me.”

“Oh, alright. My dad booked a ticket for me,” holding her phone up to show them the digital copy of her ticket.

“That’s my flight date, too!” Zeke snapped back to reality. He hoped that Colt hadn’t headed to the office to change the flight to an evening flight for the sake of . . . being able to fly with his best friend. It was endearing, really. Though, Zeke saw it as a chance.

A chance that Colt gets to play the cool guy. Carry (Y/n)’s bags as they walk to the plane and spend the entirety of the ten-hour flight together.

It’d be a funny image to imagine when they come back after the break telling him how they spent the entire flight talking to each other.

“That’s Zeke’s flight too, he goes at night so I thought about changing it.” When Colt looked at him for approval, all that he saw were deadpan eyes through the circular lenses.

A pout, packing her bag and them copying her. “Sad, can’t change my schedules. My dad hates doing that.”

“He works in aviation right?”

“Eh,” she nodded. “He makes us go to the airport five hours before the actual flight.”

Bug-eyed, Colt turned to Zeke, hunching his backpack up. “What if you change your schedule? That way we all go together!”

“True-true. And we can meet after immigration and eat together, it’d make a cool insta post, ne, Zeke?”

Zeke blinked. Really, how much more oblivious can these two get? Going on and on about how they were the greatest college trio anyone laid their eyes on . . . when he’s already been third-wheeling all along.

Colt was adamant, begging him to change his schedule two weeks before their flight when they sat across from each other at their usual cafe. Zeke, tired with having to deal with the shitty handful of his groupmates stood at the table, knees still bent by his chair. “Zeke?” The sheer horror on his poor friend’s face when he thought that he was about to lean in and—

“Colt, don’t you see what I see?”

“No?” A sigh, falling back to his chair. “What are we looking for?”

“Take that chance to talk to her.”

“I did think about that . . .” knitting his fingers together after answering one practice test paper after another, Colt let himself relax. “She talks to you more. There’ll be dead silences.”

Zeke snapped his fingers as if the next words he was gonna say were his greatest idea. “Pretend to sleep and fall on her, works for me. Everytime.”

“And that Ackerman kicked you awake one time.” Such a painful reminder of his second year. “I’ll figure it out . . . probably.”

“You will,” wishing him good luck, Zeke lifted the untouched cake of blueberry cheesecake. “Here.”

It was a perfect day in Colt’s eyes, after suffering the awkward stage of texting each other back and forth for a longer period of time in the last four days.

They arrived in the same spot to wait for the Taxi, Zeke was kind enough to help them out. Where Colt noticed the constant shade of pink in her bags.

Check-in was a breeze, the grounds attendants thinking they were a couple travelling together and brushed if off when they corrected them with ‘students travelling home for the break’.

And the line of people off to different destinations in immigrations was when they realised that being too early was always— and always the right move when travelling abroad.

Yes. Perfect. Only the two of them and their backpacks.

He’ll talk to her ‘properly’ once they were done. Play his role well as if she wasn’t the first girl he was talking to.

If only

His casualness all melted away when the security dressed in the airport’s uniforms, who had been staring at them, approached them. The other went straight to where (Y/n) was directed. Concern arose in his chest as he followed the officer. “I can carry your bag?” He offered in a nervous tone, hand open.

Instead, she swallowed the lump and took his hand in hers. Bringing it to her side. “Thanks, but rule one is to never let others touch your bags.” He felt her squeeze his hand tighter when they disappeared from the curious eyes of other passengers, going to the hall that would lead them to their office.

“Hey,” he tugged at her hand. “You’re with me, don’t worry. Just be . . .calm,” quite contradictory given that he too was a nervous mess on the inside.

“Glad we have the same flight.”

It could’ve been perfect.

By now, he should’ve been enjoying the extra-large pizza slices at the airport with (Y/n). Taking pictures to post for poor Zeke to see. Not being stripped off their dignities when two women around the age of instant respect were patting their bodies down. While gloved hands of younger offices enjoyed the power that came in violating the properly packed bags.

“Please be careful!” (Y/n)’s voice cracked when her tablet was taken out of the bag and carelessly dropped on the table, her eyes almost watering. “It was a gift.”

“We’re following protocol,” came their condescending tone, and then a shared look to enjoy the agony they putting them through.

Seeing be so defeated and being reduced to biting her lip was his reaching point, needing to look away from her to stop himself from asking them why they were brought here. The same officer who called them entered, the grumpy expression pushed the other officers to finish what they were doing.

‘This is the final call for Flight 357, bound to Marley.’

“Missed your flights,” he coughed, emphasising that their passports were in his hand. “Students?”

“Yes,” shrugging his jacket in his hand reached out for (Y/n) again, refusing to let go of her. A sight that wasn't missed by those in the room.

With their passports still in his hand, he pointed at the seats with the leather-wearing off. “Sit, sit. You’re probably asking why we took you here, yes?” Silently, she nodded, letting go of Colt’s hand to sit straight with her arms crossed. “We can let you go and on the other flight this evening after we ask you a few questions.”

His passport was the first to be opened. “Grice?” Asked the officer after a flip through the many pages. “Like the education minister, huh?”

“He’s my uncle, sir.” Now he nodded, a brief change in demeanour. “Makes sense that you’d be an international student. Do you travel often?”

“Only between Marley and Pardis, Sir.”

His passport was snapped shut, thrown at the table and across him. “Could’ve told the ground attendants, would’ve gotten yourself a special escort.” Patience dwindled, the click of her tongue was the end of their conversation. Her face showing a more furious look prompted him to open her passport. “And you, miss no smile?”

Colt couldn’t see it properly, but he could make out the different emblems through his fingers on her passport. The careless flipping of her pages began to slow down when he noticed the many stamps on the pages. “You travel frequently.”

“How often? This is too much for a student.” Obviously annoyed, she produced another passport from her pocket. Pristine in comparison to what was in his hands and gave to him with the same energy.

“I lost count, ask my dad.”

A mix of embarrassment and horror crossed his face, “You— you could’ve said that, too.”

“My dad will hear about this,” and in her eyes, there was a glint of victory, the corners of her lips fighting not to stretch upward. “So will your superior officer.”

“He’s only a pilot, kid. Don’t be too confident.”

“A pilot who’s served this airport since he was seventeen, officer.” With the passport still in his hands, he turned the page to where her details were. “My dad flew that aeroplane we missed.” He could hear the grin growing wider with every word.

Exiting the smoking lounge, Zeke couldn’t force himself to smile at the baby on the stroller waving her toy. Disgusted by the drool pooling on her chin and neck. He was a good enough of a friend to teach Colt the many secrets of how to talk to anyone, but not good enough to stop the jealousy that they were together on a ten-hour flight.

And he’ll be stuck with someone who either shows him every scribble and a parent who sleeps, or an old passenger wiping their earwax on a napkin.

Colt and (Y/n) happily talking and soon they land and get to rest on a bed. Pieck’s phone was turned off when she boarded the ship to the north of Hizuru. Porco’s probably waiting for the bus transfer, complaining about why he had to be with Reiner.

And he's all alone at the airport terminal.

And tired.

“FOUND HIM!”

“ZEKE!”

He’s so gloomy that he imagined her and Colt running to him, of all the places his mind chose to hallucinate—

Colt’s arm pulled him down to a few inches, matching their height that he smelled the scent of sweet coffee. “We missed our flight,” she explained, swaying to the sides. In her arms was a bag of snacks. “Have you eaten anything? We’re happy to share, they gave us too much.”

Even Colt looked too happy.

“Thought you two were morning flights.” He accepted the sandwich (Y/n) opened for him, letting her place a napkin on his shirt. “You telling him, or me?” Great, the two of them were past the awkward stage of ‘Zeke ask her this’ and ‘Zeke please ask (Y/n) that.’

“Officer’s held us because we were the only students in the immigration at that time. And then,” he looked at (Y/n). “Long story— shorten it just her not liking powdered coffee. And scaring them.”

“Great storytelling skills, wow. Amazing.” Great, now they have their inside jokes, they grow up so quickly. “What happened?”

“You made us miss our flights because you were bored . . .” she rubbed the bridge of her nose, Colt’s hand going up to her back. Tell her that she needed to be a calmer version of herself to avoid the situation from escalating. “What officer wakes up and decides that they want to taunt students because they were bored?”

“Please ma’am,” “(Y/n).”

A drawer where the kettle was placed was opened. “We can’t make the airplane turn around, but if you’re hungry help yourselves.”

“Make us miss our flights and all you can give me is instant coffee and crackers? I’m telling my dad—” quickly a pen and paper were taken out.

“Alright, what do you kids want, just so we can settle this and make this smooth for both of us.”

“Damn,” imaging the situation alone made him pat for the cigarettes in his coat. “You’re dad’s a pilot?”

“Mhm, crashed into my mom’s heart and then gave me trauma. How’s your sandwich?”

“You two go back to doing what you’re doing. Pretend I’m not here—” taking his word to heart, Colt sat in the corner, legs resting on his backpack, his arm inviting (Y/n) to lay on him.

Such a sight that made Zeke think, ‘They grow up so quickly.’

The inspiration behind the fic:

Much like Reader and Colt who were stopped, my dad was stopped back in the 80s when for having too many stamps on his passport and he missed his flight. Had the audacity to ask the people who stopped him for coffee.

The part where Zeke, Colt and Y/n are talking about flight schedules is a regular topic for my friends and I when we fly back home to spend the holidays (pre-pandemic) Flying together is yet to happen, but as I grow more I don't actually want it lol.

And it's my first time adding a note like, should I start doing this for my fics?

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mommypieck · 2 years

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For kinktober how about 27. Stockings (+ cute lingerie in general) for Colt and his gf ♥

༺ ♱ ༻ kinktober day twenty-seven: stockings

✿ colt grice

✿ colt can't help himself when he sees your halloween costume

your legs swing up and down as you sit on your bed in your collage room, waiting for your boyfriend. it's your first halloween together as a couple and you made sure to dress as best as you could.

colt wanted to wear those cheesy couple costumes that said "queen" and "king" but you talked him into a priest and nun.

"hi baby." voice suddenly awakes you from your thought and your eyes meet with your boyfriend stumbling into your room. his priest gown is too long but it's obvious he tried. his movements stop when his eyes lay at your costumes. his eyes slowly checking you out until his eyes land on your legs clad in black stockings. you can see little starts jump in his eyes at the sight.

you jump off the bed to hug your boyfriend who is still very starstruck by you.

"colty, what do you think?" you ask, jumping in front of him to show off your outfit.

"it's pretty." he says as he looks at the ground and you can feel red envelop his cheeks. colt things he's gonna melt when you jump up and down in front of him, trying to gain his attention to compliment you more.

"can i see them closely?" he asks, gesturing to your stocking. you mod, grabbing his hand and leading him to the bed. you sit down, colt getting onto his knees in front of you.

his hands caress your thighs before he leans down to kiss your thigh.

the roughness of the stocking rubs against his face as he kisses his way to your core. his fingers still for a moment and you can see that he's thinking about it.

"you look so good in them," he mumbles against your skin, "but i need them off your body right now."

his hands grip the stockings and you see a large hole the next second. he rips the crotch, grabbing your ass to pull you closer to him. colts eyes meet the lacy panties you are wearing and he can't help but to let out a quiet whine.

"here we go, baby." he smiles up at you, pulling your underwear to the sight and diving into your core.

his tongue explores you in the best way possible. he focuses on your clit before licking a stripe down to your hole and back up. you can feel him mumbling things such as how tasty your pussy is or how wet you are.

"need inside." he whispers and pulls back from your core. you whine at the loss but you are silenced by colts reassuring words of love.

he quickly pulls his pants down, shuffling on the bed so he can sink into your core. you have done this only few times before so the stretch is still here but he feels so good. his movements are frantic and you can see how needy he is for you. he is way rougher than the times before and he is way local too. you moan out at the noises he makes, sounding so angelic to your ears.

"gonna cum, baby. gonna cum." he whines when he feels your walls squeeze him tight. you cum at his works, unable to control yourself. you shake and trash against the bed, your orgasm seeming to be not stopping.

colt thrusts for the last time, filling you up to the brim. he pulls out as you can see the panicked expression on his face before you coo at him, "don't worry, colt. i wanted you to cum inside."

you watch as his cock jumps again at your words you you're always late and your friends are waiting.

colt presses you against his body, adjusting your skirt, "i am sorry for the stockings, y/n, but i would get jealous if you went out in them."

#aot smut #aot x reader #attack on titan #snk #aot headcanons #attack on titan smut #shingeki no kyoujin #shingeki no kyojin #colt grice x reader smut #colt grice x reader #colt x reader #colt grice #colt grice x y/n

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spiteless-xo · 10 months

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more colt grice sfw and nsfw hcs next! we know you love him 😉

i do love him 🥺 i was actually watching a bit of season 4 today and was further reminded of how cute and adorable he is 💗

nsfw headcanons under the cut!

╰┈➤ general headcanons - aot.

ft. colt. cw. explicit sexual content, explicit language, gn!reader.

said "i love you" really early on in the relationship, like one month in. he just can't help himself 🥺 he's never met anyone as kind and cool and caring as you and he's never been very good at keeping secrets so he just blurts it out one day

the two of you are cuddling together and he's acting kinda weird. he's blushing and flustered and can't quite look you in the eye and you're like "is everything ok?"

and he's like, "i've just been thinking about how i feel like i've known you all my life and how you're the only person that really gets me and how --" and he just goes off on this tangent that you're certain he prepped beforehand but he swears it was impromptu. finally ending with, "yeah, so anyway, i think i'm falling in love with you."

you think it's really funny because yeah, duh, of course he's in love with you! he's been looking at you with hearts in his eyes since before the two of you even started dating, but you play it off and pretend like this is a surprise because you know he'd be embarrassed if you told him the truth

very vocal in bed! this man is whimpering and moaning in your ear as he fucks you -- he tries to muffle himself by burying his face in your neck, but the vibration of his voice against you just makes you squeeze him tighter and then he gets even louder.

seeing you wearing his clothes turns him on like crazy! whenever you spend the night at his place, he gets up early to make you breakfast in the morning, and when he sees you come down wearing one of his shirts? ugh, he can't help himself from pinning you up against the countertop, kissing you, and running his hands across your body. he loves pressing his nose into your shoulder and smelling the mix of you and him together

he's usually a little shy about initiating sex, but every once in a while he wakes up in the middle of the night with an insatiable urge for you that has him slinking his arm around your waist to tug you tight against his chest. you wake up to the sound of him breathing heavily into your ear as he grinds his hard cock against your ass, his other hand sliding down the side of your underwear like his hand isn't sure if he wants to grab your ass or slip between your legs

he cums really fast 🥺 and he gets so embarrassed and apologetic about it, but he always makes sure to get you off first so it's hard to complain (also, you love watching his face scrunch up as he tries to hold himself back. the way he whimpers and whines underneath you when you're riding him and how his hands twist into the sheets and his hips buck up against you. part of you actually loves seeing how quickly you can make him cum, but you'll never admit that to him because watching him try to hold himself back is too much fun)

#colt #colt grice #colt grice x reader #aot headcanons #colt grice smut #tiff.fic #tiff.ask #colt.hc

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ye4gerism · 11 months

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Bachelorette season is starting up again! Y/N L/N is the new stunning face of the Bachelorette and so far the viewers feel that she’s favorable.

Of course, the honeymoon phase of the show will decrease episode by episode and someone is bound to crack really soon.

INTO THE LIVES OF THE BOYS: exclusive interviews with the eight remaining contestants

“What are you looking for in a partner?”

COLT GRICE: i’m honestly looking for someone who is willing to go through the ups and downs of life with me. i know that sounds basic but trust me, i know what it’s like to watch a marriage fall apart because one person wasn’t committed enough.

EREN YEAGER: you know, when i think of a partner, i think of someone i can jump out of a plane with. my partner and i should be able to feel the “breeze” of marriage and overcome everything together

“Do you have any past relationships?”

OYANKOPON: who hasn’t? i hope this isn’t some sort of trick question. there was a person i thought i’d marry but an unforeseen event helped me understand that they weren’t for me.

JEAN KIRSTEIN: oh yeah…too many. i was kind of a player in high school and i screwed around a lot in college but as i’ve gotten older, i realized that i want a family and a future.

“Eren you and Zeke look oddly alike. Why is that?”

EREN YEAGER: really? that blonde mop? i don’t really see it.

“What is your guilty pleasure?”

ARMIN ARLERT: i’m sort of into conspiracy theories. sometimes i feel bad because as bizarre as some are, they’re kind of believable.

PORCO GALLIARD: i won’t lie; i love ordering in. i eat healthy and everything yes but, boy, don’t i love sitting on my couch on a friday night and eating my favorite that just got delivered to me.

“How do you like to spend your free time?

CONNIE SPRINGER: i personally love spending time with my two younger siblings. i love living life through them.

REINER BRAUN: my niece is the funniest person i know. since the moment she was born, she’s brought a smile to my face. i love spending my free time with her!

A LITTLE BIRDIE TOLD ME…: dirt on the cast

“Rumor has it one of the contestants has a wife.”

We wouldn’t be surprised. 10 handsome men enter the show and none of them are married? That’s a little suspicious don’t you think? Colt and Reiner are definitely hubby material.

“Eren is passed around like a football 😞”

With those green eyes, the ladies are probably all over him…and he’s probably all over them too. You didn’t hear it from us though.”

“Jean and Eren don‘t get along”

An insider told us the two were throwing looks at each other. It probably has something to do with Eren stealing Jean’s girlfriend in highschool.

“I heard that jean and eren went to high school tg and that eren stole jean’s long term gf”

What did we say?

“Zeke has a crush on Y/N”

we have a crush on y/n too!

“Zeke has daddy kink”

Oh!😀

“I heard y/n f*cked zeke to get on the show”

Are we talking about the right Zeke?

“yn is just gonna be playing all the guys, she's there for vibes”

We love a good feminist! Why be on a show for marriage when you can be a show to play men? We love it.

That’s all for now! Tune in next week for more juicy details!

i didn’t hit all questions but i will use them next week’s post! some of these answers made me laugh lmao😭 imagine zeke falling for you (UNLESS👁️). i’ll definitely incorporate some of these rumors into the story :). i also forgot to introduce hitch and pieck, so i’ll try and integrate them into the next few chapters!

if you would like to vote again, press here. you don’t have to answer the written answer questions if you have already! just let me know that you’ve already answered! i’ll probably close the poll tmrw so i can finish up the chapter :)

tysm again for reading the bachelorette!

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vainilla-milk · 2 years

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Flufftober Day 3 - Fake baby

pairing: Colt Grice x Fem! Reader

tags: high school au, drabble, failed sex education

wordcount: 605

"Maybe he's cold" you say. Colt looks at you a little disconcerted and his gaze travels from you to the bundle of clothes lying on his bed.

"Hmm... I don't know, he's got enough hair to get cold" he answers you hesitantly.

You roll your eyes as if what Colt had said was the biggest truism.

"I know he's a damn teddy bear, but if he was a real baby, he'd be cold" you replied.

Colt sighs tiredly, he was thinking how this task of taking care of a teddy bear as if it were a baby was too ridiculous, even more so knowing that it was supposed to have a sex education purpose.

"I took care of Falco when he was a baby, and I know a baby wouldn't be cold in today's temperature" he finally replies to you as he lies down on the bed next to the teddy bear wrapped in blankets. For your part, you settle thoughtfully into Colt's desk chair. He has a point, he's cared for at least one baby in his life, you haven't.

Your concentration is interrupted by Colt's light chuckle, when you raise your gaze to meet his eyes, you meet his gaze watching you between smirks.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing" he diverts his eyes to the ceiling keeping his lips spread.

"Colt..." you urge him intrigued.

Soon Colt sits back down emitting small giggles, which caused you frustration as you couldn't figure out what was so funny to the blond.

"I just think you're taking this misdirected assignment too seriously"

You raised an eyebrow uncomprehendingly, to which Colt seemed to understand.

"Come here" he says to you as he sits a little more to the center of the bed, leaving a clear space between his legs. You get up from the chair and sit in the middle of his legs, his arms wrap around your waist and you feel his head rest on your shoulder.

"I'm already here" you reply as you lean back against him.

"I see it" he smiles once again. "What I mean... Is the teachers don't understand that this assignment doesn't teach us anything about sex education, that's why I can't take it seriously. You shouldn't either, to be honest"

"You could at least explain to me your notions of how to take care of a baby."

"Maybe when we have one, you might even know more than I do" he tells you without thinking.

Silence fell in the room, you could feel Colt tense up and even without really seeing him, you knew his face had turned completely red.

You can't help yourself and you laugh, making Colt tense up even more.

"You say you want to start a family with me?" you speak softly as you turn to look at him. The blond keeps his face hidden in your shoulder. Seeing that he didn't respond to you, you leave little kisses on his temple.

Colt reacted to the encouragement and decided to finally raise his gaze to you.

"Well... yes"

Your gazes linger briefly and you give him a smile with closed lips, Colt returns the gesture almost immediately and places his lips gently on yours.

"I also like to think that someday I'll have a family with you" you speak again. "When I'm done with the damn studies"

Colt laughs at your complaints and kisses your neck making you laugh.

"Yeah, well. Let's stop taking care of this silly teddy, there's no point" you hear him say, you feel his hand caress your belly. "It's more interesting the part about how we should create a baby"

#colt grice x reader #aot colt #colt x reader #colt grice #colt fluff #flufftober #aot x reader #aot imagines #aot fanfiction #aot warriors #flufftober2022

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