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nightfall-kachiniko · 10 months

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༅ ｡ₓ AOT girls (+hange) reacts to you crying during an argument…

paring: mikasa x reader, annie x reader, pieck x reader, hange x reader, sasha x reader.

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𓏲·˚ ͙ mikasa

- you felt your heart bang with every word that came out of your wife’s mouth. her voice riddled with irritation at your lack of understanding, as you continued to go back and fourth. “I don’t like the idea of you out there for that long!” You shouted, desperately trying to explain. “You’re being dramatic,” she said, “it’s apart of my job, y/n. Theres nothing I can do about it!” It felt like you two had been saying the same thing over and over again. “6 months? Halfway across the world?! And you’re okay with that?!” You shouted angrily. “I have orders, y/n. I don’t have a choice.” She said sternly. “And there is nothing I can do or you can do to change that!” her aggressive words hit you in the heart as you felt your eyes start to water. the air was finally quiet for a few moments as you processed everything. ‘she has to. It’s her job. i need to understand that…’ you thought. But you just couldn’t. you just couldn’t stand the thought of mikasa being gone that long. the silence finally broke in the air as your voice choked up “I just don’t want you to leave me..!” your voice broke, as the tears you’d been holding in did aswell. You choked out sobs, deep, heavy, sobs, as your voice shattered sentences of incoherent. Mikasa froze for a moment, before her gaze went soft as it lied on you. her warm embrace laced hands around your figure as it held you tightly, her eyes filling with sadness. “Oh..don’t cry love..” she whispered as your cries continued, her arms wrapping lovingly around you. “I know darling, I know this is hard.” Mikasa said, as her hand raised your face from your palms to look you in the eyes. her fingers caressed tears off your face as she helped you calm down. “I promise you, I’ll never leave you.. no matter what distance lays between us.”

𓏲·˚ ͙ annie

“You never listen to me! Ever! I mean fuck y/n why do I even bother at this point?!” Annie shouted angrily, her tone filled with more rage than usual. It started off as a dumb couples fight to now a full on argument spurring out angered insults with mindless thinking. “Oh really? You’re one to talk! That’s all you ever do is blame everything on me!” You spat back. Annie’s figure swiftly turned around to face you, “you’re the one that starts shit y/n, not me.” she sternly said. “I put up with your shit every day for the past 5 years. 5 YEARS Y/N! I’ve had to mother you! I’ve had to care for you! IM BASICALLY A GODDAMN BABYSITTER!” Her screams rang in your ears as you closed your eyes, her aggressively packing her bags.“Seriously?” You mutter out, “I’ve sacrificed friendships, I’ve sacrificed LIVES for you! I’ve sacrificed everything just to be with a warrior! I’ve done so much for you!” you screamed back. Annie looked at you, her eyes as stern as ever. “ All you’ve ever done for me is cause me problems,” her voice was serious, her voice was real. i think that’s the part that hurt the most, the fact that her voice said what her mind wanted to. and she was being honest. The anger you once had in your eyes faded to a soft gaze as you felt your heart shatter. Your eyes filled with tears as you stayed silent, trying not to cry. “That’s all you ever do.” Annie sternly said, failing to realize your soft whimpers would soon break into sobs. as you felt your world crashing down on you as tears streamed down your cheeks, your palms held your face in your hands as you cried. Annie turned back around from stuffing a shirt in her suitcase, her eyes landing on you. she stayed silent as you cried, not knowing what to do. But what she did know, that she really fucked up. Annie glanced at your figure, feeling that out of regret and guilt arise in her stomach. She softly came towards you, her arms carefully wrapping around your body as you dug your head into her shoulder, sobbing. “I’m sorry..” she whispered into your hair. “I’m sorry..” she said a bit louder. But you could tell from the tone in her voice, that she was being honest.

𓏲·˚ ͙ pieck

“Please y/n, I’m not in the mood.” Your girlfriend said, tiredness on her face. “But you said you’d stay tonight..” you disappointedly breathed out. “I barley see you enough as it is. You can’t just stay a few hours?” the woman turned around swiftly to look at you, “I don’t know how many times I have to repeat myself. I said no y/n, what part of that do you not understand?!” Her aggressive response caught you off guard, your air feeling more heavy around you. “..you don’t have to yell at me pieck..” you softly muttered out before she cut you off. “Well sometimes you just don’t fucking listen!” She shouted aggressively, taking out her anger on you. “Pieck stop! I don’t want to fight with you!” You called back, trying to calm her down. “Then stop being so needy all the time and let me rest!” She replied. Her words made you feel like a burden as you felt your chest get tighter, confused and saddened as to what you did wrong. “..fine…” you sighed out, turning away to walk upstairs. You heard pieck mutter a “finally” under her breath as your vision became blurred, tears swelling up in your eyes. You turned back around in the doorway to look at pieck. “..I’m sorry If i did something wrong..” your voice wobbled out, catching her attention. Pieck starred at you, tears flowing down your face as you slightly hummed soft cries. She was token aback by your state, clearly now realizing how she acted towards you. “Oh.. dove..” pieck softly said, “no..no no sweetie” the messy haired woman came over to you, her eyes fixated on your own watery orbs. Guilt plastered on her face as she hugged you tightly, making you take in a deep breath to stop your sobs from getting worse. “Honey, I’m so sorry dear.. I don’t know what gotten into me lately.. I’ve just been so stressed.. I shouldn’t of token it out on you love… I’m so sorry sweetheart please don’t cry..” she said, drying your tears with tissues. “I..know you’ve been… stressed.. and I’m sorry I just miss you…” you managed to get out in between breaths. “Im sorry darling..”

𓏲·˚ ͙ hange

The one night that you rarely have with you and hange alone, cancelled all because of some stupid paperwork they could get to in the morning? “Seriously Han?! Do you know how long we’ve been planning this?” You hear hange sigh from their desk as they touch the bridge of their nose. “I’ve told you y/n I have too many things to do! Why do I have to keep repeating myself like a skipping record?!” Hange scolded at you. Apparently this date meant more to you then it did to her. Way more. To the point they’d rather do paperwork than go on it. “You can do that shit in the morning! This is the one night we finally can go out and you’re telling me no?!” You angrily shouted at her. “Fuck hange! I’ve barley seen you in weeks! I wake up and your not there! I go to sleep and your not there! Why is everything about your fucking work?! Why is it never about me?!” You shouted at them, their face filling with more irritation than before. “I’m not saying it again.” They said, picking back up their pen and scribbling down on their paperwork. “Really? You’re really gonna do this to me?” You said, trying to not flip out on them. Hange didn’t reply, but just ignore you. “Gonna ignore me like you always do, huh?” You scoffed. A rage burning up inside you as you ranted. “You know why the hell are you even in a relationship if you’re commander?! You leave me out in the fucking dust! You act like I’m not even there! Is all I am just a fuck to you when you’re too stressed to function?! Huh?! Is that paperwork more important than me-“ “YES! FUCK ANYTHING TO SHUT YOU UP!” they yelled, cutting you off. You felt your heart sink as they screamed, going on about how you never listen, always complain, how they’re always too busy and stressed. Too focused on their rant to notice the tears falling down your eyes and your small shaky breaths. “AND I DO NOT HAVE ENOUGH ENERGY TO DEAL WITH Y-“ they cutt themself as they saw your shattered figure, your eyes filled with tears as they kept streaming like a river down your face, dripping onto the floor. ‘At least now they were quiet, huh hange?’ they thought, realizing how badly they hurt you. You just started at the floor avoiding eye contact as they breathed out a sigh, fixing their glasses. “I..c-come here love.” They said, their hand gesturing for you to come closer as they walked towards you. Hange sighed as they felt you collapse into their arms, not knowing when the last time they held you like this was. She let you sob, rubbing circles onto your back as she occasionally pressed kisses into your hair, relaxing into you. “I know I haven’t been the best partner, y/n. I’m not a good partner at all. I’m sorry.”

𓏲·˚ ͙ sasha

“I am doneee!!! Donee!! No more arguing i cant hear you!!” Sasha plugged her ears as you continued to pour out everything that was in you. From the late nights out, to the not knowing where she was. It was too much. You’d never get a serious answer, all you’d get is your concerns blown off with a ‘ehh you’re dramatic babe’ it was like she took nothing seriously. Not your emotions. Not your concerns. Not even your relationship. “Sasha fucking stop!” You yelled. “I’m trying to talk to you about something that concerns me and all you do is plug your ears and ignore me!” You cry out. “Do you even care about us at all?!” You say, to be greeted with a nonchalant “oh wow and now you think I don’t care?” Sasha scoffed, hopping off the counter. “You’re frustrating me! Ive already told you I’m having fun I’m safe I’m fine I’m not cheating on you!” They blurted out. “Sash that is not even my concern! Maybe you’d know what it is if you’d actually listen!!” You yelled out. “Oh trust me, I listen.” She bit into her Apple. “I have to listen to your insecurities all the time. And I have to deal with ‘em. I’ve gotta put up with ‘em!” She remarked back, making you even more frustrated. “Then why don’t you do anything about it?! Why don’t you care?!” “Damn it y/n I do!” “Then shut up and listen!” She laughed at your remark, confusing you. “Gosh you really don’t quit do you?” Sasha chuckled, making your blood boil. You had enough, you were so filled with rage and hurt. You felt tears start spurring out your eyes as you yelled and cried and sobbed, catching Sasha off guard. “Y/n?” She looked around, lost. “Hey-uh..” Sasha just starred at you and your broken figure, sobbing and crying. “D-did I really make you that upset..?” She questioned, taking in the state you’re in. “Babe..” they came closer to you as you muttered a “go away..” in between sobs. “Hey no nooo babe.. ah gosh..” Sasha said, trying to comfort you. “Ah..please don’t cry pretty, I’m sorry darlin’..” she hugged you tightly, pressing your figure up agaisnt hers. “I’m gonna do better honey, I promise.”

a/n: I AM SO FUCKING TIRED

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seeingivy · 11 months

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how to fight

roommate eren x f!reader

battleships sink beneath the waste (of you and eren)

**read the mini series masterlist here

content warning: baby (LOL), porco + pieck softness, porco x y/n family feud, someone calls hitch a snitch, fight between u and eren :(

an: sorry for da holdup. I was trying to map out how I want the rest of the things to go before I write the rest of the chapters but I think i’ve got most of it down. fun things in store :D and for the anons who are requesting scenes and dialogue for this story in the ask box....all in good time you guys. im taking very detailed notes keep it coming.

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You lean over, pressing your fingers against the side of Ethan’s cheek, his breath ghosting against your hand. You swear he gets bigger every time you see him, his tiny hands huge compared to when you saw him last. Therapy is expensive, your best friend's newborn baby is free.

Porco’s big eyes, Pieck’s soft nose - the perfect mix of the two people you love the most. Something about him - his life being confined to Porco, Pieck, and occasionally you and Gabi- was soothing. He doesn’t have to worry about these things - about your friends ditching you, having a crush on your roommate, who is dating a girl you can’t help but hate.

You hear Ethan’s breathing hitch in his sleep, the thought leaving your mind, as he turns over on his side to face you. His fingers are clutched around yours, his hold soft. You silently wonder what else he’ll inherit from them. Pieck’s smile, Porco’s ashy blonde hair, the distinct Galliard dimples.

“Why are you staring at my kid like that?”

You turn to find Porco glaring at you, his permanent ever annoyed look pressed on his face. He’s going to get wrinkles by the time he’s thirty.

“Praying he doesn’t get your receding hairline, Galliard.” you whisper, your hand moving back to Ethan’s little tuft of hair.

“I get you’re having some whole crisis thing but do you have to take it out on me? You’re freeloading in my house right now.”

At the sound of Porco’s voice, significantly louder than your quiet whispers, Ethan eyes immediately flutter open, his tiny little cries filling up the space of the room.

“Good job, Pock. Now he’s crying.”

“Shut up.”

Porco rolls his eyes at you, reaching to take Ethan from the crib. He’s lifted him up, whispering soft coos into his ears as Pieck rushes in the room, her fingers swiping the tears off of Ethan’s cheeks. Sparkling black hair, soft smile - the same as when you met her.

After a few minutes, Ethan calms down, his tiny little eyes fluttering back to sleep. You take him from Porco, who begrudgingly hands him over, and set him back down in his crib. You linger for a few seconds, your face pressed against his crib as you watch his listen to his breaths, his tiny chest moving up and down with each one. You only move when you’re forced to - by Pieck linking her arm with yours, leading you downstairs.

“Who woke him up?”

“Twerp.”

“Pock.”

You both turn to glare at each other, as Pieck hands you the plates to set at the table. You and Porco move around each other, shoving each other each time you pass by.

“He’s trying to kick me out. After I so graciously dropped everything to come spend time with you guys. Babysat your kid for free.”

“He’s your godson. You should have come sooner. And stop using my kid to run away from your problems, Y/N.”

Three days ago, Eren told you that he thought the two of you were a mistake. That he was dating the girl who in all senses of the word was everything you weren’t and he had been. Off and on, for a while. Screw you for wanting to get away from that, be surrounded by two people who actually wanted you around.

You couldn’t face Eren. You couldn’t handle him making you breakfast in the morning, listening to the music you liked, brushing his hand against yours when he walked past you. So you decided you weren’t going to. Not until you had to.

So you picked up your keys and drove two hours to Marley, to visit Porco and Pieck. And their five month old son, Ethan. Your godson.

“Leave her alone, Porco.”

Pieck squeezes your shoulder as the three of you settle into the table to eat. You can feel the tears rising to your eyes, the thought of returning and leaving the little bubble you were in for the past few days, to find Hitch and Eren in your apartment.

“I just wanted to see you guys. You always made me feel better. Ethan too.”

You look up to find Porco looking at you, his expression uncharacteristically soft. Somehow his annoyed face is better than this.

“Hey. Want me to beat him up, twerp?”

“You can’t hit a girl, Porco.”

“Clean out your earwax. I meant your roommate, but I can get Snitch if you want too. Pieck’s got real bony knuckles, I’m sure it would hurt.”

“It’s Hitch, honey.”

“Same thing. Who names their kid a verb?”

“Pock, a lot of names are verbs. Like Bob or Sue.”

“Being a smartass isn’t a good look on you babe.”

You press the back of your hands against your cheek, wiping your tears off, as you laugh at Pieck and Porco’s bantering. You don’t miss the way Porco tangles his hand into hers, Porco raising Pieck’s hand to press a kiss to it to shut her up. You remember the first time he did it, on that stupid bench you met them on years ago.

Pieck moved into the house across from you, when you were in the third grade. She was four years your senior, a very cool seventh grader. You distinctly remember her marching over to your yard, big black combat boots, right to where you were playing with Gabi.

You saw her the next day at school, her ankles tangled over each other as she sat alone on the bench outside your classroom. Alone. You walked over, pushing yourself into the seat next to hers.

“Hi Pieck.”

“Hey kid. Enjoying recess?”

You nodded, playing with the ends of your hair as she looked down at you. Some part of her was always intimidating. Like she was ice cold. But the way she smiled was soft, the lines by her eyes spreading when she did. Contradicting, in every sense of the matter.

“Yeah. Did you make any friends yet?”

“Just one. His name’s Porco.”

“Don’t you want more?”

“Not really. He’s all I need. Him and you, of course.”

You remember your heart swelling in your chest - the thought of a seventh grader, big and mighty, wanting to be friends with you. The two of you sat in silence, swinging the ends of your legs on the bench.

You had always appreciated that about Pieck, even at eight years old - that the two of you could sit in the quiet, without having to say anything. Porco idled by a few minutes later, taking the seat directly next to Pieck.

“Who’s the twerp?”

“My friend, Porco. This is Y/N.”

He nods, wordlessly splitting the peanut butter and jelly sandwich he had in half and handing one piece of it to Pieck. You never understood it, the gesture. Or when they started dating. You just remember one day, their hands were pressed together on the bench. They never let go after that.

You’ve tried to make sense of it. At their wedding, right before Pieck walked down the aisle, you turned to Porco and asked him why he gave her half of his sandwich, sat with her on the bench, pressed his hand against hers. You figured he’d say something cheesy you can tell his ugly kids.

“I just felt like I knew her forever. I saw her on the field, staring at the sky, and just wanted to be near her.”

You still didn’t understand, but you nodded, turning your head back down the aisle that Pieck was going to walk down in a few seconds.

“Don’t settle till you find that guy.”

“Which one, Pock?”

“The one who knows the second he meets you.”

“You’re corny. I hope your vows are better than this.”

And they were. You feel Pieck reach over the table, crushing your knuckles in her hand. You look up at the two of them, at the soft little life they live. Sweet tea in the summer, hands pressed together, no other people involved. Except for you, of course.

“I’ll leave after dinner, guys. I should go back anyway. But I might come back the second I see him.”

“I’ll leave the door open, kid.”

“Thanks Pock.”

You feel the tears welling up in your eyes, again, this time falling down your cheeks. The two of them get up from their chairs, their arms around yours. You squeeze their arms, focusing on this sensation as you brace yourself for your return home.

Therapy’s expensive, but violent threats and your best friends are free.

You jam your door into the key, making it back to Shiganshina a little close to midnight. You thank your stars for Eren’s soccer practices being early in the morning, which virtually guarantees he’ll already be fast asleep in his room.

You swing the door open, flicking on the hallway light as you silently move around. You find that the apartment is slightly messier than usual, Eren’s things strewn all across the room. You leave for three days and he thinks he owns the place.

As you move to put the dirty dishes in the sink, you hear Eren’s door swing open immediately, cursing yourself for choosing the loudest chore to complete. You should have just put his hoodies in the laundry or something.

“Y/N?”

His voice is hoarse, like he’s struggling to get the words out. You look up and find him inches away from you, his arms pressed into the chair. His green eyes are marked by a rim of pink, his shoulders slumped over.

“Hey Eren.”

He leans over, pressing his forehead against your shoulder and squeezing. His eyes are still half closed, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. You can smell his minty soap wafting off of him and lean back against the counter to distance yourself from it.

“Am I imagining you or are you really here?”

“Really here, Eren.”

You feel his hands tense on your shoulders, his fingers lightly pushing into your skin.

“I haven’t seen you in three days.”

“I went to see Porco and Pieck for the weekend.”

“It’s Tuesday. You could have at least let me know before you left.”

You hum in acknowledgement, still rinsing the dishes in the sink. You try to focus on the sensation, the warm water splashing against your wrists and the cold plates against your hands. You try to ignore his words, each one leaving stinging, burning, agony in your chest. You’d run back to Porco and Pieck’s now if he wasn’t standing right there. Even the smell of him is petrifying.

You feel him forehead get heavier on your shoulder, pushing farther into you.

“I was worried about you.”

Screw him. Screw him, his stupid words, his sweet smell, and his sad little face for making you feel this way. For wanting to reach forward and press yourself against him till he felt better. For him to wrap his arms around you, press featherlike kisses to your cheeks until you felt better too. You shrug him off, the movement making him stand up straight.

“Sorry Eren.”

“It’s okay. You wake up Porco and Pieck with your morning concert while you were there?”

You clench the plate pressed in your hands so hard it shatters, the glass spreading across the length sink.

“Screw you, Eren.”

“What?”

“I’m so sick of you making fun of me all the time. If something I do annoys you, you should just tell me instead of making passive aggressive comments.”

You watch the confusion spread across his face, as he leans over to take your hands out of your sink, where the shards were still lying against the drain. You pull your hands back, pressing them into your sides as you can feel your searing growing in your chest - in anger, irritation, hurt.

“Hey, what happened? You could never annoy me, peaches. I was just teasing you.”

You shake your head, pressing the heels of your hands against your eyes. No. You were not going to cry in front of him.

“Hey, hey. Talk to me. What happened?”

“You happened. I’m not something for you to laugh at Eren. I have feelings too, you know?”

You push past him, swiping your things off the counter, and slamming your door shut behind you. You feel bad about it, leaving him there when he was just trying to comfort you. But that’s just the thing. The hand that burned you can’t make it better, can it?

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goldenlocksprincess · 2 months

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Attack on Titan Actor AU (part 3)

Levi likes to take pictures on set, he has a folder for each cast members. He shares them on his socials during their birthdays.

Bertholdt keeps a notebook on him, he writes down songs ideas.

There was a rumour about Eren and Mikasa dating, the actors both denied it when Eren posted a picture of him with Mikasa's boyfriend.

Armin has a major in archeology.

When the shooting ends very late Jean likes to cheer on his castmates to bring some energy.

Sasha and Reiner often send food trucks to everyone on set to thank them for their hard work.

Historia makes origamies in her trailer and gives it to the cast.

Erwin adopted his horse after finishing his part on the series.

Connie is the best at keeping a serious face during filming.

Hange hides snacks on set so that she could eat them between takes.

Ymir cried so much during filming her final scene, they had to stop shooting so that she calms down.

Pieck forget her lines a lot when filming with Zeke because she finds him intimidating.

Yelena's real voice is really soft she just aggravate it for the character.

Zeke teenage crush was Hange, he was very honored to share screen with her. Hange in return teases him a lot about this info.

After his performance, Marco got a lot of job offers, but he decided to quite acting and become a doctor.

Annie cried when she watched the finale episode.

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medli-komali · 1 year

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AOT Characters as Babies Headcanons:

Inspired by the baby official art just posted!

Eren - breaks every single toy which doesn't make a lot of sense since he's actually an infant?

Mikasa - perfect angel until you take away her blankie (scarf). Then WATCH OUT.

Armin - will not stop crying when you leave the room until you come cuddle him, and how could you not?

Jean - cries the second you give another human, animal, or object your attention

Levi - never cries to the point it's a little concerning

Erwin - stubborn but other than that PERFECT angel baby who sleeps through the night and never fusses

Hange - starts walking and talking at an alarmingly young age

Reiner - superhuman strength for a tiny infant, cannot be contained

Sasha - hungry 24/7, obviously. Nursing mom watch out, she's going to bite your nipple HARD.

Connie - the most giggly baby you've ever met who will not stop babbling

Annie - perfectly content on her own, only lets you hold her for one minute until she's scrambling to get the heck out of there

Bertoldt - growing VERY quickly but thankfully he's very chill and quiet

Floch - so horrible to live with that you can't keep a sitter, and he's not even a toddler yet. God help you

Pieck - crawls at the speed of light, you look up and she's across the room in 0.5 seconds

Porco - this baby is mean mugging 24/7

Falco - perfectly well behaved but VERY nimble

Colt - also well behaved, being around his family calms him down instantly

Gabi - you have yet to find a crib, carrier, or play set that can contain her. Do not let this baby out of your sight.

Historia - you have to fight off people telling you how pretty your baby is when you go into public. The child could be a baby food model.

Ymir - cries the second a man gets within 10 feet of her

Marco - the most perfect baby to ever exist. Sleeps through the night. Lives for cuddles. Smile makes you melt.

Onyankopon - never before has a baby been so mesmerized by "here comes the plane"

Hitch - sleeps through the night but will NOT shut up once she's awake. Expect a LOT of tantrums but also a lot of giggle fits.

Zeke - he will throw absolutely EVERYTHING at you, food, toys, blanket, you name it. Dinner time is always a mess.

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pisspope · 9 months

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rei and zeke bday hcs cause like,,, why not (but also bc its what the ppl voted for)

tw: implied sex, references to canon typical violence

zeke

- its not that his parents didn’t celebrate his birthday at all its just,,, it was usually a small affair with influential PTA members and their kids. in other words, no one zeke got along with. very much a “seen not heard” while the grown ups sip mimosas type deal

- and of course zeke does everything in service of disappointing his parents so!!! its party time

- honestly u could try to throw a surprise party but good fucking luck this man is snoopy as all hell. every time ur out just a little too long with pieck or porco (they’re bickering over how early to buy balloons) he’s got u on the horn like “i know ur planning something”. would never accuse u of cheating bc he fully believes his own hype and knows u wouldnt DARE cheat on Adonis Himself (Narcissus more like but w/e)

- so yeah he’s probably at least a little involved in the planning of it all, wants to backseat drive because hes “not a loser who plans his own birthday party”. sending u screenshots from his notes app with his favorite colors, songs, what cake he wants, etc. lowkey insufferable

- day comes and you’ve rented out the kid’s bday party section of a bowling alley/arcade and filled it with every friend you can think of that isn’t vaguely shitty or hasn’t been burned by zeke in some way. so like… maybe 10 people, gabi and the kids included so they have a believable cover story if the staff asks who the party’s for. not that they’d care but zeke loves to play like he’s so sNeAkY and sHiFty by telling everyone it’s a party for udo or something.

- that man can BOWL and he’s an ass about it. the sorest winner in the world. in every universe he will knock down 10 or more little dudes with a rock and cheer and whoop and holler like an idiot. jeering at porco when he gets a gutter ball and you see reiner pull him aside like “just let him have it today. its his big day.” as if it is not ALSO reiner’s big day

- played with the idea of him getting a devil’s food cake and reiner getting an angel’s food cake for the lolz but he’s not sharing a party on his life so. coffee cake 100%, both because he likes it and because the kids don’t, which means more to take home. schemer that he is

- does ask for gifts but is pretty insistent about it being under 20 dollars (so he can see who overspent and ACTUALLY loves him. male manipulator). falco gets him an officially licensed sock monkey and he cries (pussy). whispering to u after that if his parents ever die horribly he’ll adopt him

- heading to the connected arcade after and, second verse same as the first, he kills at skee ball. breaks the record on each machine one after the other just to show off, gets all smirky holding the wad of tickets, talking about how he “does it all for uuuuu” and gives u the wettest sloppiest kiss on the cheek just to embarrass u

- does actually give u all his winnings tho. the high score, the posterity, the want to be remembered,,, the ego boost is enough, u can have the 2100 ticket pikachu plush <3 (u will never hear the end of this. i pity u)

- def gets home with his leftover dessert in hand and gifts in bags on his wrist, smile more genuine than usual. opening the door and letting u in, gifts and food quickly forgotten in lieu of giving you a proper thank you for helping put all this together

- 100% squeezing ur ass and asking if there’s any leftover cake for him, knowing it’ll make u roll your eyes but that you’ll relent bc the cheese is part of the charm (and boy when he gets that treat he asked for? he EATS)

reiner

- something something something same birthday complete opposite ends of the spectrum in terms of how they celebrate it

- wants his bday to be a nice quiet affair with the people he loves most, his little found family and maybe karina if hes feeling generous that year

- if u plan a party in any capacity hes gotta be part of the action! wants to hang streamers, balloons, any little things you decide on to spruce up your place for the event (please don’t call it an event he can’t handle the pressure)

- also u can’t have a cookout bday bc he will insist on working the grill the whole time. shark coded, will drown if he isn’t doing something

- the party itself is extremely laidback, feels more like a big hangout. ordering 3 of his favorite type of pizza, bringing out beanbags and comfy chairs from other parts of the house so everyone can sit in the living room together. gabi and falco take the tv hostage to play video games and colt and bertholdt somehow get roped into it. it’s raucous, but comfortable.

- u and gabi collab on a homemade cake, but reiner is the baker in the family and gabi just likes the excuse to make a mess. end up making some easy cookies and buying a walmart sheet cake, and its a good thing, too, because just the sight of his name is enough to make him tear up. “you didn’t have to do all this” what, make a phone call to get ur name on a cake? the bar is on the floor unfortunately

- no presents because he can’t handle the pressure, but there’s a couple cards and his lip trembles over each one. zeke gets him a card that’s obviously for kids with stickers inside but he tears up at that one too because “it even comes with a little gift… so thoughtful…”

- rest of the party is spent doing more of the same, a couple beers are thrown back, maybe tosses a football around or something. very classic suburban white picket fence dream party. it brings reiner a quiet joy, one that he keeps close to his chest, a memory that he’ll look back on over and over.

- the guests start to filter out one by one until its just u and him, picking up paper plates, putting away leftovers. its all very domestic, it might actually be reiner’s favorite part. to just be with u in companionable silence, scooting around and putting the house in order. domesticity is something sacred that he never thought he’d have, and its a joy to share it with u.

- he INSISTS on sitting on the couch with u after, gives u those big eyes that he only gets when he wants u to pet his hair, falls asleep to one of his favorite comfort films with your hands on his head, totally content

- wakes up in the wee hours and carries u to bed like the big bear of a man that he is, not expecting anything of you, just wanting u to be comfortable. tucks u in and gives u a kiss like it’s your birthday or something

- and it’s not a gift bc reiner specifically requested no gifts, but if he wakes up to u wearing something special the next morning, something that leaves nothing to the imagination, i mean… maybe the party doesn’t have to be over quite yet

#reiner braun #zeke yaeger #reiner braun x reader #zeke yaeger x reader #zeke #rei #aot #cakecore #question mark #reimar #zeke yeager x reader

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melishade · 26 days

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Attack on Prime Incorrect Quotes: The Saga Continues

Main Story

Part Whenever

Hanji: I'm tired.

Optimus: You slept for three hours last night! Why are you surprised?!

Hanji: I'm not surprised. I just wanted to complain about it.

Levi: I want you to know that I’m judging you

Megatron: Don’t you always judge me??

Levi: Yes, but you’ve been extra quirky today so I have to let you know that it hasn’t gone unnoticed.

Hanji: Would you rather kill Eren, or—

Megatron: Yes, kill him.

Armin: They didn’t say the other option.

Megatron: I don’t need to hear it.

Eren: …I’m feeling a little unsafe.

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Zeke: I can't believe you assassinated the Commander of Marley!

Megatron: Well, 'assassinated' implies it was politically motivated. I killed him because he was a dick, so technically I murdered him.

Zeke: That's not better!

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Survey Corps: Can we ask you for a favor?

Optimus: I would literally die for you but continue.

Levi: We have got to talk about you starting sentences that way.

Beloved Timeline

Optimus: What am I supposed to do all day while you're off in Marley?

Elita:...I don't know? What do you normally do when I'm gone?

Optimus *Sniffing and tears up*: Wait for you to get back.

War Timeline

Hanji: We have fun, don’t we, Doc?

Ratchet: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

Jack: Wow, Miko, looks like you've been dethroned.

Armin: I...I think we have to kill Eren.

Megatron:

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Pieck: So...how did you two meet?

Optimus glancing over at Megatron: ...You know, we actually legally can't answer that.

===

Beloved Timeline

Elita: Go on! Shout, scream, say something! Stunned as Optimus puts his servo on her cheek.

Optimus to Elita: You're as beautiful as the day I lost you.

Survey Corps:

Megatron: I don’t think you apologizing to me is a good idea.

Armin: Uh…why?

Megatron: Because when you do that, I inevitably feel bad and forgive you, and I really want to be mad.

Armin: But why would you want to be mad? I hate being angry, it ruins everything.

Megatron: Exactly. Ruining everything is kind of my thing, I can’t lose it.

Peaceful Timeline

Maria: Oshern, can you do me a favor?

Oshern: Of course, mo leanbh (my young child). Always.

Maria: Cool. Can you stop denying your feelings and tell Mama (Ymir) you love her — like love love her in that kind of way so the two of you can stop pining?

Oshern, spit-takes

Optimus: Maria, what?

Maria: Focus, Papa. This is important.

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Megatron: I need help.

Levi: Two words.

Megatron I bet they won't be helpful.

Levi: Your. Problem.

Megatron: I was right.

===

(Based on a prompt of Hanji experimenting with dark energon and seeing Unicron)

Unicron: Hey, I bought your soul last month and-

Hanji: No returns.

Unicron: Please, it’s making me sad.

===

A million years later after the Dark Timeline Epilogue

Optimus: You're worth every tear I've cried since you died. You've always been.

Megatron: Optimus...

Optimus: *almost crying* So don't tell me you're not worth my tears, because you are. You're worth the tears of relief, and, and happiness. I missed you everyday.

Megatron: *hugs Optimus*

Optimus: *crying* I missed you, I'm happy, these are, these are tears, they're—

Megatron: *holds Optimus tighter* Happy tears. I know brother. I know now.

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Arcee: Where's Buckethead?

Hanji: Don't worry, I'll find him.

Hanji, shouting: Optimus sucks!

Megatron, distantly: How fragging dare you!

Hanji: Told you he still cared about him.

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Optimus dealing with another death/respawn situation: What's up guys, I'm back.

Hanji, crying: What the- you can't be here. You're dead. I literally saw you die.

Optimus: Death is a social construct.

====

Eren: I'm not traumadumping.

Eren: I'm telling you my villain origin story.

Arcee: That's fragging worse!

====

Levi: Someone will die -

Hanji: Of fun!

===

Random Marleyan: Wait, you're gay? Are you fucking serious?

Optimus: I'm bisexual, actually. And yes.

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Peaceful Timeline

Ymir: ...You came...

Optimus: You called.

===

Megatron: The dwarf is telling me I'm going to die.

Armin:...Are...are you sick?

Megatron smirking: No, he just doesn't like me.

Levi: IMMA FUCK YOU UP ON TUESDAY!

===

Hanji: You are, of course, wondering why it is I have brought you here tonight.

Optimus: Actually Hanji, after all these weeks, I just sort of go with it.

===

Eren: Arcee, I just realized something. I had a bad childhood.

Arcee: Yeah, I know.

Eren: What do you mean you know?

Arcee: Look at you.

Eren: What do you mean look at me?

Arcee: Look at how you stand! People with good childhoods don't stand like that.

===

Arcee: *speaking Cybertronian*

Eren: I know, I know.

Wheeljack baffled: You speak Cybertronian?

Eren: No. I just know the phrase, 'this is all your fault' in every language.

===

*at Megatron and Eren's funeral in the Dark Timeline*

Armin: Optimus...it... it was a beautiful service.

Optimus: *staring up at thunderclouds* I'm glad it didn't rain. They hated the rain. *reaches up to wipe away tears* Why do I feel this way Armin?

Armin: Because you loved them, Optimus.

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Hanji to Optimus: You are my best friend! If I'm dying, you're dying with me! Ain’t no choice!

===

Peaceful Timeline

Megatron to Maria: I was never afraid until you showed up.

===

Eren: When have I ever done something rash or irresponsible?

Optimus channeling his inner archivist: I keep a list. It’s alphabetized.

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eremikas-bby · 3 months

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AOT Freshman Year Headcanons✨

(as collective, chaotic things I've witnessed)

Eren- He offered the door to his crush but got nervous and annoyed of the butterflies, so he slammed the door in front of them.

Mikasa- Arrived at school at 5AM, just to satisfy her habit of reading in the dark. Let's say she did achieve her very-dream of being a gothic princess as screams echoed the room when opened. [Let's be real, who wouldnt be creeped tf out with someone with pale skin, black clothes, dead eyes, and a cold voice in a dark, suffocating, traumatic classroom? Our girl became an epitome of a white lady.]

Armin- Cried for having an 95%, like bro bffr he's the highest of the batch, but just because of the singular item on how he wasn't able to apply the Proportional Congruence Postulate thoroughly, he'll whine about it for the rest of the week.

Sasha- Prepares a full-course meal to school in the morning and at the same time, begs people for food, possibly asking money to splurge it on more snacks.

Connie- Hacked into the principal's computer to help Jean with the stalking cuz his beloved friend wont stfu about a certain someone. (Spoiler alert, didn't get caught.)

Jean- fell in love with a caring ass teacher after seeing her dolled up for an event after school.

Ymir- Was advised by a morality teacher to go to Confession, read the Bible everyday, pray the Rosary after every meal, and seek mental help LMFAO

Historia- Volunteered to clean the dishes after cooking class.

Reiner- Had a mental, spiritual, identity, sexuality, and a mid-life crisis amidst a career talk.

Pieck- Slept through 3 periods without getting caught.

Hange-Explained Covalent, Ionic, and Metallic Bonds using formulas at a class discussion. They explained it so passionately and excitedly that no one, not even the teacher understood because bestie was just that advanced 💀 HELP

Erwin- Listened to podcasts to apply to a planned and perfected presentation.

Levi- Didn't sleep at an exam week with the help of 5 literal Liters of Coffee just to prove Hange's scientific theories on the negative effects of sleep deprivation wrong.

Yelena- Joined the basketball varsity team without knowing anything a single bit about basketball to impress a crush and actually passed. (Just bc of bro’s height privileges)

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A/N: I miss aot so much. Even if the seasons have changed, I'm still in disbelief that its over. To feed in my delusions, this is how I cope with the grief.)

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colossal-fallout · 1 year

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Intimate Shorts 🥵

Pieck Finger

A new series

A short fic on fucking them, simply put.

Male-bodied Reader X Pieck Finger.

Warnings: You must be 18 years or older to be here.

Smut.

Trying to control your breathing is becoming increasingly more laboured; the porcelain skin of Pieck Finger below you, her contrasting raven hair splayed around her as her deep eyes plead for you to enter her.

The smell of her arousal is beautifully evident, the scent of her juices rolling up into your nose as she squirms, face aflush, blinking up at you.

Your arms tremble as you hold yourself above her, wanting nothing more than to sheathe yourself into that velvet pussy. The pussy that adores your cock. The insides that can't get enough of you and how you pleasure her and somehow always make her feel like she's floating on the edges of heaven.

Knowing that she craves your cock so much is enough to drive you wild, holding yourself back is a challenge. Her satin soft skin brushes yours as her hands grab your coiled, shaking thighs.

"I want it... I need it..." She begs, eyes pained.

The heat of her sweet core radiates onto the tip of your dick which is mere centimetres from her slick slit. Other aromas bombard your senses; that cocoa butter lotion she puts on her skin after every shower, her naturally sweet smelling hair...

You glance down back at her opening. It's light pink and gleaming with her arousal. It's flexing and moving, trying to reach out greedily to grab your tip and pull you into her abyss of sheer bliss. It twitches as it silently begs to swallow you whole, to digest your cum hungrily.

Most nights with Pieck were like this. Her appetite for you was insatiable. Whether it was a lazy fuck, her laying on her side or gladly just sitting on your length in the chair. Pieck doesn't just love sex. She loves your sex. You get her feral just by being yourself. She loves nothing more than riding your face when she's feeling hot under the collar. And of course, you're all too happy to oblige.

A loud and sharp groan emits from her throat as you now slowly push your way into her body; her warmth greeting you and pulling you further in with glee. Her pitched signing of approval is accompanied by her nails sinking into your back. Your name is chanted like a spell as you begin moving your hips, hunched over your pale beauty.

You feel every single fleshy ridge within her, every small change of texture as her internal muscles spasm and massage you with each tiny movement. Her gorgeous tits bounce with every hard thrust you give her - her dark nipples erect and sweet tasting as your incisors nibble down on them, your hand rolling the other frantically as you bury your head into the crook of her sweet neck.

Her tragic eyes plead silently for you to never ever stop fucking her. Only you can make her feel this euphoric. The room is full of your heavy pants and her moans of mercy as her legs lift up, plummeting you deeper into her centre.

Your grip on her neck tightens with the sensation of being pulled even further within your lover, her internal spasms becoming more frantic, a sure sign her orgasm was quickly approaching.

You remove yourself with effort, your cock dancing with your heartbeat as you want nothing more than to plunge into her again. She gasps ay the sudden cold, empty feeling.

"Beg me..." you groan between rubbing your kisses deeply into her breasts. "Beg for my dick."

Rubbing against you like a cat in heat, she moans melodically; her cries of anguish quiet but loudly apparent.

"Y/N... please fuck me. I need you..."

With a smirk you sit up, straddling her.

"Lick me clean. Then I might."

She gladly accepts... her warm tongue soft and textured runs up your shaft before those sweet lips wrap around your head. With a hiss of pleasure you gently Bob her head along with her rhythm, her moans of arousal vibrating you as you push down into the back of her throat.

Her tongue rolls and licks your tip every time her head comes up, her eyes fill with water and the sight of her blinking up at you with her mouth stuffed with your dick is a sight to behold.

"Shit." You huff, pulling yourself free before lifting her legs to her chest, returning your sex to it's rightful place.

Her squeals are enough to let you know she's pleased with having you back in her core, the walls pulling you and squeezing you with glee as her orgasm edge returns with haste, her frantic cries pushing you over as you feel the gush of liquid and her insides clamping down, her orgasm pulling you into your own. You cry out as your thick load pumps inside of her, pulsing with waves of ecstacy.

Fucking you is one of Piecks favorite things to do... and you're not about to let her down any time soon.

#attack on titan pieck #pieck aot #peick finger #aot smut #male reader #pieck smut #pieck snk #pieck x reader

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yuyuswrld · 3 months

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O Captain, My Captain || 3.5

characters: zeke yeager x reader

cw: explicit smut (18+ only), degradation, non-consensual filming, large age gap, “coach” kink

“Why are you even doing all of this?” You ask, his fingers still grazing the surface of your lips. “This came out of nowhere.” As you finish speaking, he shoves his fingers inside your mouth without warning, which causes you to gag around the intrusion. The way he stares at you is a mixture of awe and pity, somewhere between a dog and a doll.

“I’m settling a personal score with my brother.”

It violates your morality, despite the off-handed comments and Petra’s gossip. Eren had never done much to you. It also stood that for that same reason- it makes almost no sense why Zeke would choose to sleep with you, of all people, even to get back at his younger brother. You were never a pushover or weak in the knees, but the older blonde man who stands in front of you seems almost too handsome to pass up. It might bite you in the ass, but fuck it.

You swirl your tongue around his rough fingers, which intrude into the space in your mouth, almost too thick for comfort. The taste of your essence spreads around your mouth as you suck, eye contact between the two of you almost suffocating.

“That’s right. Be a good girl and swallow my fingers like they’re the cock you want down your throat so bad.”

Rough fingers find solace on your clit, where they begin to rub harsh circles. Moans escape your lips and travel to his, not going unheard as his pace speeds up. He moves his fingers from your clit to his pants, where he unbuttons them with leisure, your eyes glued to the sight in front of you. You watch as he removes the last barrier, gaze dancing over his blond, trimmed bush before it settles on his length. He’s not long, but he is thick, causing you to swallow the spit in your throat at the thought of fitting him inside of you.

It doesn’t take long for him to align his cock up with your walls. As the first half goes in, you gasp with what dances the thin line between pleasure and pain. It was thicker than anything or anyone you’ve had inside you before. Your wetness eases the stretch and your body accommodates him as if his cock was designed to be there. He bottoms out, letting a loud groan bounce off the walls of his office.

“You feel so fucking good for a slut,” Zeke hisses out, “can’t believe you’re letting the other team’s coach rearrange your insides.” There’s not a response that comes to mind as he begins to hit the delicate spots that you craved to be touched for so long. Everything about what was happening was so fucked up, but yet, as the blond pounded into you with unrelenting resolve, every red flag dissipates before you. Instead, the addicting feeling of having him hit every single crevice making every single thought you had foggy.

Zeke flips you over onto your stomach, pushing down on your back so your ass is further into the air. There’s almost no time between the position switch and him re-entering you for you to catch your breath. The rapid pacing sends your tits back and forth at a rapid pace before he grabs them to help bury himself further inside until you cry out his name. You feel the all-too-familiar feeling in your gut begin to build as his fingers find themselves playing with your clit in an unexpectedly delicate manner.

“M’ gonna cum, Coach!” you cry out in ecstasy, making the slightest eye contact with Zeke as you turn your head to the side and glance behind. All you see is a cocky smirk, which leaves a feeling of uneasiness in your stomach. Maybe, just maybe, if you had glanced the other way, you would’ve seen the small red light in the corner of his office and realized his nefarious intentions. Instead, your cries carry throughout the night and into the vents where they find the consolation of nothingness.

“Did you get to see the game room?” Pieck asks you, sending you into a mild mental roundabout regarding if you should lie about the events of last night or not. You debate coming clean at first before vetoing it within your mind.

“I didn’t! Coach Zeke ended up just dropping off Coach Levi and I then heading off to his office, I think.” It doesn’t sit right with you to lie to someone who has never done anything wrong to you, but self-preservation prevails. “I passed out the second I got back to the dorm hall."

#aot x reader #aot fanfiction #zeke yeager smut #anime smut #zeke x reader

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love-fictional-ppl · 3 months

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Okay so this did take me a minute to write so I do apologize anon😭😭 i be having the worst writers block and I feel like I rushed the end but let know how you like it🤘🏻🤘🏻🤘🏻 Love you Pieck anon🫶

Still Time

Summary: you comfort Pieck after she has a nightmare, than you have a panic attack, and come to peace w shit (I suck w summaries)

Pairings: Pieck Finger x Gn!reader

Warnings: Spoilers for ep. #65(I think), talks of death, panic attacks, crying, nightmares, (this sounds just very sad but I promise there is a happy ending)

Not Proofread!!

The air outside was eerily silent aside from the occasional sob or crash. The aftermath of the attack titan making an appearance in Liberio. Most peoples homes were devastated in the battle, many retreated to shelters. Those who were fortunate enough to still have a home to return to, did so.

You had been lucky, running up the dirt road to your home, finding it in one piece. The small home that belonged to you, you and Pieck.

You felt like a massive weight had been lifted from you shoulders when you found that Pieck was okay. As soon as you caught sight of each other you ran into the other’s arms. Neither of you discussed the event of the evening, deciding to attempt sleep instead. After a hour or so you fell into a dreamless slumber.

You wake, hearing mumbling and movement. Upon sitting up, you realize it’s Pieck having a nightmare. Knowing it would be best to wake her and not touch her do to her warrior instincts, you call her name repeatedly till she wakes.

Pieck jolts awake, turning her head to face you, you take note of the tears in her eyes. You tell Pieck you’re going to get her a glass of water before standing, giving Pieck the opportunity to regain her breath.

Reentering the room, you sit next to Pieck and hand her the glass. She raised the cup to her lips, shaky. Taking a few sips then setting it down, Pieck hugs you like it will be her last chance.

“I love you,” Pieck sobs into your chest.

“Hey, I love you more than anything, do you want to talk about what happened in your dream?” You ask, concerned about your girlfriend.

Pieck nods weakly and sits back on your bed. You sit next to her putting your hand on her thigh comfortingly.

“When I have to pass on my titan,” Pieck bluntly state.

“I’ll always love you, even when you’re gone. I don’t want to think about what’s not going to happen yet though. Live your life with no regrets. I love you, forever.”

You hated seeing Pieck hurting over this, frankly you hurt every time you thought about it. All you wanted to do was forget about her cursed fate.

Pieck wrapped her arms around your shoulders and began to sob, “I don’t want to die.” All you could do was return the hug.

Whispering repeatedly, “I know” while shushing her, she fell back asleep peacefully this time.

You felt stressed. Moving Pieck into a comfortable position, you get up from the bed and go downstairs. You make your way into the kitchen to grab a glass of water for yourself.

With your cup of water you make your way outside, debris from the battle everywhere, suddenly you drop your cup and start sobbing.

You fall to your knees and just cried. After what felt like hours, you got up, went into your house and made your way to the bathroom.

You cleaned yourself up and thought to yourself for a while. Coming to a realization, you don’t want to waste any time with Pieck, you want to use what time she does have left to show her how much you love her.

You head into you and Pieck’s shared bedroom, than going to lie on the bed. You snuggle up to Pieck and wrap your arms around her. She stirs ever so slightly but only cuddles more into you. Suddenly, you realize you have no reason to cry right now, you still have time for moments like this. You still have Pieck right now.

#attack on titan #aot pieck #aot angst #pieck finger x reader #pieck finger #attack on titan pieck #snk pieck #aot x reader #angst #I want to give Pieck a hug #aot

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fluffykitkat · 1 year

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Porco: pfft Colt I didn't drink that much last night.

Colt: really Porco?You were flirting with Pieck .

Porco: So what? She’s my girlfriend so of course I flirt!.

Colt: Yes that’s true but You asked if she where single.

Porco: I-

Colt: And then you cried when she said she weren't.

Porco: ….

#aot incorrect quotes #colt grice #porco galliard #pieck finger #aot pieck #aot porco #bertholdt hoover #falco grice #gabi braun #annie leonhart #reiner braun #attack on titan season 4 #attack on titan #pieck x porco #pokkopiku #aot imagines #aot manga #aot warriors

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nightfall-kachiniko · 1 year

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AOT girls (+hange) react to you saying you hate them ‧₊˚✩彡

aot girls angst // mikasa, annie, pieck, hange, hitch, sasha

tw// description of depression, toxic behaviors, eating habits, unhealthy coping. ִ ࣪𖤐

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ mikasa

- she’d look so devastated. Like you’d literally see the light in her eyes fade. It would be like her whole world just crashed down on her, barley any oxygen left to breathe. And whatever the argument was about would go straight out the window. Just, you just said it. That’s all that would matter. Is that you told her that you hated her.

- it’d seem like she was being dramatic about it but she was serious, mikasa doesn’t take that stuff lightly. She would find everything she does harder now. I don’t even think she’d have the mental strength to train anymore. What’s the point in training if you hate her? Whats the point of even existing if you hate her? She’d just keep thinking about the look on your face when you said it to her, just repeating the whole thing in her mind for what seemed like forever. It would really break her.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ annie

- “YEAH WELL FUCK YOU TOO!” she’d say. Annie projects her saddens through anger, so she’d have a violent emotional reaction. Maybe throw something (not at you ofc) but she’d get really mad. Then she’d go up to her room and just sob. Just cry like she’s never cried before. She’d be irritable next days. Snapping quickly, more antisocial, that kind of stuff.

- Her behavior would change. I feel like she’d take it out a lot on her training. She’d probably cry herself to sleep just thinking about what happened.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ pieck

- she refuses to believe it. But there’s still that thought in the back of her head. ‘What if you did mean it?’ She wouldn’t know what to do. Even though you said those words. Even though the hate was in ur tone. There’s just.. no way you’d actually mean it.. do you?

- she’d go blank space in meetings. Commander Magath would have to snap her back into it sometimes just because of how fogged her head would’ve gotten. She’d blow up your phone trying to get confirmation. Just, she just needs to know. Please just tell her did you mean it?

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ hange

- she’d laugh in your face. Hange wouldn’t take you seriously. I mean how could you hate her?! Hah no way. It wouldn’t bother her that much until she’d stop getting your calls. Stop getting your messages. Until her heart would drop at the ‘blocked’ message she’d get.

- theyd think of everything they could’ve possibly did wrong. They wouldn’t even be able to focus on their work. Being the commander would feel 10x more stressful. God even sleeping would be stressful to them. Her bubbly personality would just fade as the days past. Even Levi noticed it and probably tried to talk with you even at hanges protest.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ hitch

- Kind of like Annie, but hitch is Can be hella toxic. She’d tell you that she’s glad you hate her because she was getting bored of being with you. She’d tell you how you’re just another problem in her life. She wouldn’t mean it though, but then again, she said it. You said it too.

- i feel like she’d act hard and try to one up you. Like impulsively getting with a new person and making out with them in front of you 😭. But inside she just wants you back.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ sasha

- would question what she did. Like she’d be so confused and hurt and try to get an answer out of you but eventually would get exhausted of begging. Is it something she did wrong? Is she the problem?

- canon that when she’s stressed/ distressed she doesn’t eat that much, but I feel like Sasha would either binge eat as comfort or just barley eat at all. She’d just feel so guilty to be able to do anything but think about what she did wrong. And hell she doesn’t even know what she did wrong.

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midnightraine131 · 5 months

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Introduction

If you see @100reasons2live following or replying to you, that's me! 🤣 . Midnightraine131 is just my secondary blog that I created 10 years ago. I don't want to start a new blog because I don't want to lose 10 years' worth of blog posts.

Please don't be creeped out if I reply on my other account. 😭

Hiding in Plain Sight (On Going)

| Ao3 | Modern AU | Cover art by @petrichorpeacee on X |

Warnings: Mature, Major Character Death, Explicit 18++ Annie, a determined 31-year-old journalist, is assigned to cover the mysterious disappearance of Carly Stratman, an aspiring actress. She hopes that by solving this case, she will earn the approval of her father and establish herself as a successful columnist. However, as Annie delves deeper into the investigation, she realizes that the situation is more complex than she initially thought. On the other hand, Armin, a brilliant 29-year-old district attorney, is also involved in the Carly Stratman case as part of an elite team prosecuting high-profile homicides in New York. Coming from a family of well-known federal judges, Armin feels immense pressure to succeed in his career. Growing up in a divorced family has left him skeptical about finding love and commitment in marriage. As Annie and Armin collaborate to unravel the mystery behind Carly's disappearance, their professional relationship begins to blossom into something more. Chapters: | 1 - Hits Different | 2 - Midnight Stroll | 3- Longing Nights | 4 - You All Over Me | | 5 - Ribs | 6 - Whirlpool | 7 - False God (18++) | 8 - Bad Omen | 9-Borrowed Time | 10 - Bitter Pill | 11 - Ghost | 12 - Burgundy (18++) | 13- Part I: It's in the Girls I Bring to Bed | | 14- Part II: It's in the Girls I Bring to Bed | | 15- Part III: It's in the Girls I Bring to Bed | (18++) | 16 - Part I: Night in New Jersey | | 17 - Part II: Night in New Jersey | (18++)

Love Letters from the Skies to the West Coast (On Going)

| Ao3 | HS Modern AU | Cover art by @klaradraws |

Warnings: Mature They say the most judgmental people are those who attend church on Sundays. Despite growing up in a Christian household, Armin Arlert felt overburdened by the pile of ministry activities assigned to him. So he made a pact with himself to never follow in his father's footsteps and become a pastor. With the goal of saving enough money to persuade his parents to let him move to another state after high school, he started accepting paid essay projects in school in secret. Everything in Armin's busy life seemed manageable until he met Annie Leonhart, a Californian girl whose parents had moved her against her will to Vermont. Upon discovering Armin's secret business, Annie approached him with a unique request: to write love letters for a long-distance lover. To craft the perfect love letters, she would help Armin embark on a journey of firsts— his first kiss, first hug, first date, and first everything in a relationship. Chapters: | 1 - Blind Sided | 2 - Falling into Disgrace | 3 - Word Play | 4 - Angel in Disguise | | 5 - Descendants | 6 - Leap of Faith | 7 - Sixteen & Wild |

Invisible Golden String (One-Shot)

| Ao3 | Modern AU | HiPS extra |

Contribution for Aruani day! Timeline took place after HiPS Chapter 15. Spoiler free!

Day One - Tangerine Skies and Muffled Cries (One-Shot)

| Ao3 | Canonverse (Cadets) | Day 1 of Aruani Week 2024 |

Armin and Annie sneaked out from their night duty for some...

Day Three - Her Last Wishes (One-Shot)

| Ao3 | Modern (HS Caste) | Day 3 of Aruani Week 2024 |

"...you'll find happiness after me."

IVY (On Going)

| Ao3 | Modern Au | A JeanPiku POV in Hiding in Plain Sight |

Pieck Finger, a shut-in artist who works as an editorial illustrator, has been emotionally stagnant for a decade after the death of her lover, Porco Galliard. She has isolated herself from the world and refuses to let anyone in until she crosses paths again with Jean Kirstein, a prosecutor who assists the District Attorney in various homicide cases in New York. They bond over shared experiences and find comfort in each other's company. As their relationship progresses, Pieck reflects on her past love and contemplates the possibility of finally moving on.

| Other Cover Arts |

It's in the Girls I Bring to Bed / Night in Vegas | Cover Art by @BLUEELI0N

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erudianokabe · 6 months

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Ah yes. The trailer needlessly demolished my fucking feelings.

When literally these few frames made my cry... how am I going to survive the last episode? So, we crying worse than when we cried for Hange? I am just looking at still frames at this point and my eyes are automatically watering because Reiner is hurt, battered, beaten, but is still standing firm, and fighting.

My brain is like: "This is his decision, something that he has resolved himself to do. He knows that by doing this, even at the cost of his life, it means that he'll get to save as much people as he can. He knows it's not enough to redeem himself, he doesn't expect forgiveness even after everything is done, he just wants to do what he can because... because, listen, Kei. Just like Pieck said, Reiner knows this is too good an opportunity to pass up, so he's going to keep fighting."

My stupid little heart: "I KNOW BUT—" *cries in a corner*

#◤ .beyond the walls. ◥ ooc #‖▤ reiner braun ◈ the armour #And I'm still crying.#I literally came here to hype myself for the last episode #and the trailer had the audacity to shoot me dead right in the feels #aot #aot the final #snk

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piichuu · 6 months

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TUVA I WATCHED AOT LAST EP TODAY AND OMG I NEED TO RANT TO SOMEONE BUT NONE OF MY FRIENDS WATCH AOT AND U WERE THE FIRST PERSON I THOUGHT OF SO-

ok like my heart feels like it's been punched 100x times and it feels SO HOLLOW OMG and THE EDITS ARE NOT HELPING ARGH

like on tiktok someone made an edit of eremika w "say don't go" by taylor swift (idk if u listen to taylor but JUST LOOK AT THE LYRICS) AND IM LIKE ALWAYS ON THE VERGE OF SOBBING WHEN I THINK AB THAT EDIT 🤧💔

and THE WHOLE EP I JUST FELT CHILLS LIKE I THOUGHT I WAS DEVELOPING A FEVER OR SMTH BUT NAH IT WAS BC THE EP WAS THAT GOOD 💳💥💳💥💳💥

ok but connie at the end 🤭🤭🤭🤭 BRO LOOKED SO FINE W HAIR OMG I LEGIT COVERED MY MOUTH AND PROCESSED HIS VISUALS FOR A WHILE

OH AND PIECK WAS JUST SO UGH <333 SHES SO COOL AND BADASS SHE GOTTA BE ONE OF MY FAVS I SWEAR

AND WHEN MIKASA REALISED SHE HAD TO KILL EREN 💔 legit heard my heart shatter bruh AND OMG THE WAY SHE LOOKED AT HIM WHEN SHE KILLED HIM 💔💔 AND THE FACT THAT THE LAST THING HE SAW WAS HER 💔💔💔

i need therapy and isayama is paying for it idc-

i'm a hardcore eremika stan if u didn't know by now <3

SPOILERS FOR ANYONE WHO HASNT SEEN AOT

omg yes please rant to me i’ve waited to rant about it to someone as well😭😭

that last episode actually broke my heart like i was CRUSHED afterwards and i was crying so much during the episode i don’t think i ever stopped tbh

like i thought i cried much but when mikasa killed eren….I BROKE DOWN and couldn’t breathe, i didn’t know how i would survive and seeing edits of it makes me cry too and i just….i can’t handle it and apparently a severed head has consciousness for like 25 seconds so EREN FELT MIKASAS KISS IM GONNA KMS

and i also need to see that edit even if it’s sad because say don’t go with eremika?!?!?!?! i’m actually gonna cry just thinking about it because it’s not okay😭😭😭

and connie didn’t need to look so hot the last minutes of the episode, everyone looked so good but especially jean🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 but why did they do erwin so dirty in that one scene…..he looked like a blob and i have never been more sad. they made my man dirty

eremika stan for life🙏🙏

#aot spoilers #♡ moots: saki #♡ mail

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melishade · 4 months

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Number 30?

This ask game

Coming across the ruins of Liberio in the Dark Timeline.

TW vomit. TW Blood. TW death. TW...everything. TBH

"This is...Liberio..." The Survey Corps and Optimus heard Zeke's words before turning their attention back to the sight before them. The buildings were trampled, turned to powder. Blood stained the ground, ensuring nothing could grow again. Limbs were scattered everywhere, either charred, or mutilated from bite marks, or...both. The wall of the internment zone was torn down, and both the outside...and the inside were destroyed. Liberio. Marleyan, Elidan, it didn't matter. Everyone suffered. Everyone died.

"No...," Pieck gawked before screaming, "NO!" She bolted towards the ruin and rubble, ignoring the cries of Magath. Mikasa quickly ran after her and grabbed her arms before she bit down and transformed into a titan.

"Let go! LET GO! DAD! DAD WHERE ARE YOU?! DAD!" Pieck hollered.

Pieck continued screaming as Reiner fell to his knees. Reiner's heart couldn't take it. He couldn't take seeing the sight before him. His home was trampled to the ground. Just like he had done to different nations, to Paradis. Part of him knew that he deserved it. He deserved to be living in this nightmare. Was it a nightmare? No. This had to be reality. His home was destroyed. His people were dead. His mom. Gabi, Falco, Udo, Zofia, Annie, Porco, his aunt, uncle, everyone he swore to liberate! He swore to protect them! He failed! And he couldn't hold it in!

Reiner covered his mouth to stop the bile from coming out of him, but it was too late. He vomited what little he had to eat and more onto his hands and onto the dirt. The blood-stained dirt mixed with the vomit on his hands, and the titan shifter could help but let out a loud scream of despair. This wasn't a nightmare. It was reality. It was hell. His personal hell for his sins.

Magath didn't know what to do, what to say. He turned his attention to Zeke, but the titan shifter looked so catatonic. Blue tears streamed down his face, but he didn't say a word. He saw Pieck fall to her knees, with the Ackerman now embracing her. She still tried to get out of Mikasa's grip, but she was expending more energy trying to do so. Mikasa looked so remorseful as she did her best to embrace her, but Pieck didn't seem to notice, nor care.

Wait...Magath turned his attention to the rest of the Devi-!...the Survey Corps. They looked so remorseful. So sad. They pitied the warriors before them. They...understood them. Magath glanced up at the Metal Titan before him, and saw that his fists were clenched. His battle mask was up, and his eyes, those bright blue eyes just looked so angry...and so guilty. Well...he should be! He brought this onto them! He brought this trouble to their door! He...was trying to help stop this threat. Magath noticed the way the titan's fists unclenched before looking directly at him.

"Where is the science division?" Optimus asked him.

"...it should be this way." Magath pointed towards...well from what he could remember, down the street. There was nothing he could do for the Warriors now. This was the only thing he could do.

Eren felt dizzy at the sight before him. Was this what was really going to happen if he activated the Rumbling? When he soared above the clouds, was this the actual sight below? Death and destruction? Caused by someone who didn't even value freedom? Just logic? Eren shook his head. No. He didn't want this. He didn't want to do this. He didn't want to be apart of this nightmare and cause more of it. Forget the Rumbling. Forget the destruction of the outside world. He didn't want it. Not anymore. He didn't want this vile death and destruction for people who didn't deserve it. He didn't want to become it. He was going to be better than it. He swore it.

The moment he made that resolve, the memory of Optimus' death at his hands disappeared from his mind.

(Please continue asking from that ask game above! Thank you!)

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