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aezyrraeshh · 1 year
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tagged by @arklay and @jillvalcntines to fill this out for some of my ocs; thank you so much loves!! and thank YOU so much leah for adding more options!!!
tagging: @aartyom @aelyosos @brujah @calenhads @cultistbase @faarkas @florbelles @nuclearstorms @reaperkiller @shadowglens @steelport @stormveils @swordcoasts @wrymbloods & whoever else wants to do this!
OC APPEARANCE SURVERY.
; CANDY
BODY
Long legs. Average legs. Short legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Slender arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Lean arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Ample stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Muscular frame. Beefy frame. Curvy frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame. Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Acrylic nails. Dirty nails. Small breast. Average breast. Big breast. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Small waist. Straight waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Average fingers. Short fingers. Narrow shoulders. Average shoulders. Broad shoulders.
HEIGHT
Shorter than 140 cm. 140-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180 cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2 m. Taller than 2 m.
SKIN
Light. Tanned. Brown. Dark. Rosy. Neutral. Olive. Golden. Pallid. Blotchy. Albinism. Vitiligo. Birthmarks. Freckles. Moles. Wrinkles. Stretch marks. Scars. Burns. Acne. Smooth. Dry. Oily. Combination.
EYES
Small. Large. Average. Dark brown. Light brown. Hazel. Green. Blue. Grey. Violet. Gold. Other. Heterochromia. Doe-eyed. Close-set. Wide-set. Deep-set. Protruding. Narrow. Monolid. Almond. Round. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned.
HAIR
Thin. Thick. Fine. Average. Oily. Dry. Neutral. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Smooth. Straight. Wavy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Bob. Mullet. Mohawk. Half-shaved. Under cut. Buzz cut. Shaved. Bald. Hair extensions. Weave. Afro. Waves. Dreadlocks. Box braids. Braids. Twists. Faux locs. Jaw length. Shoulder length. Armpit length. Mid-back length. Waist length. Hip length. Past hip-length. Middle part. Side part. Blunt bangs. Curtain bangs. Wispy bangs. Short bangs. Side bangs. Dyed bangs. Ombre. Dyed. Grey. White. Platinum. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blonde. Strawberry blonde. Ginger. Red. Auburn. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Caramel brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Black. Jet black. Clean shaven. Stubble. Sideburns. Moustache. Goatee. Beard. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows. Plucked eyebrows.
TATTOOS/PIERCINGS
Full sleeve. Half sleeve. Forearm tattoo. Wrist tattoo. Hand tattoo(s). Ankle tattoo. Calf tattoo. Thigh tattoo. Hip tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. Rib tattoo(s). Back tattoo. Shoulder blade tattoo. Face tattoo(s). One tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoos. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s) 👀. Genital piercing(s). Prince Albert piercing. Industrial piercing. Helix piercing. Tragus piercing. Conch piercing. Earlobe piercings. Stretched out ears. Eyebrow piercing(s). Bridge piercing. Tongue piercing(s). Monroe piercing. Angel bites. Snake bites. Labret. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.
COSMETICS
Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Light eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colourful eyeshadow. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Lip liner. Lip balm. Red lips. Pink lips. Neutral lips. Dark lips. Colourful lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Blush. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Dewy foundation. Concealer. BB cream/tinted moisturiser. Wears make-up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Rarely wears make-up.
SCENT
Floral. Herbal. Earthy. Fruity. Fresh. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturiser. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Metal. Rain.
CLOTHES
Jeans. Tight pants. Cigarette pants. Cargo pants. Khaki pants. Harem pants. Sweatpants. Yoga pants. Leggings. Tights. Stockings. Overknee socks. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Ballerina skirt. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sundress. T-shirt/Sweater dress. Tight/Form-fitting dress. High slit dress/skirt. Cocktail dress. Gowns. Tuxedo. Suit. Tie. Waistcoat. Sweater vest. Sweater. Hoodie. Leather jacket. Denim jacket. Bomber jacket. Parka. Peacoat. Trench coat. Cardigans. Tunic. Turtleneck. Blouse. Button up shirt. Cuban shirt. Flannel shirt. Polo shirt. Camisole. Bustier. Tube top. Crop top. Tank top. Muscle T-shirt. T-shirt. Band T-shirt. Sports T-shirt. Basketball shorts. Pleated shorts. Jean shorts. Hotpants. Bodysuit. Jumpsuit. Overalls. Corset. Nightgowns. Robes. Lingerie. Bra. Sports bra. G-string. Thong. Panties. Briefs. Boxer briefs. Boxers. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Revealing clothing. Designer. High street. Thrift. Patterns. Florals. Polka dots. Stripes. Sequins. Cotton. Linen. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Fur/Faux fur. Light colours. Pastels. Neon colours. Bright colours. Dark colours. White. Black. Heavy armour. Medium armour. Light armour.
SHOES
Bare feet. Slippers. Sandals. Gladiator shoes. Flats. Slip-ons. Loafers. Oxfords. Sneakers. High tops. Ankle boots. Hiking boots. Combat boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Wedges. Stilettos. Chunky. Kitten heels. Slingbacks. Pumps. High Heels. Stripper heels.
; ALEKSANDR ROMANOV
BODY
Long legs. Average legs. Short legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Slender arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Lean arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Ample stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Muscular frame. Beefy frame. Curvy frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame. Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Acrylic nails. Dirty nails. Small breast. Average breast. Big breast. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Small waist. Straight waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Average fingers. Short fingers. Narrow shoulders. Average shoulders. Broad shoulders.
HEIGHT
Shorter than 140 cm. 140-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180 cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2 m. Taller than 2 m.
SKIN
Light. Tanned. Brown. Dark. Rosy. Neutral. Olive. Golden. Pallid. Blotchy. Albinism. Vitiligo. Birthmarks. Freckles. Moles. Wrinkles. Stretch marks. Scars. Burns. Acne. Smooth. Dry. Oily. Combination.
EYES
Small. Large. Average. Dark brown. Light brown. Hazel. Green. Blue. Grey. Violet. Gold. Other. Heterochromia. Doe-eyed. Close-set. Wide-set. Deep-set. Protruding. Narrow. Monolid. Almond. Round. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned.
HAIR
Thin. Thick. Fine. Average. Oily. Dry. Neutral. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Smooth. Straight. Wavy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Bob. Mullet. Mohawk. Half-shaved. Under cut. Buzz cut. Shaved. Bald. Hair extensions. Weave. Afro. Waves. Dreadlocks. Box braids. Braids. Twists. Faux locs. Jaw length. Shoulder length. Armpit length. Mid-back length. Waist length. Hip length. Past hip-length. Middle part. Side part. Blunt bangs. Curtain bangs. Wispy bangs. Short bangs. Side bangs. Dyed bangs. Ombre. Dyed. Grey. White. Platinum. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blonde. Strawberry blonde. Ginger. Red. Auburn. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Caramel brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Black. Jet black. Clean shaven. Stubble. Sideburns. Moustache. Goatee. Beard. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows. Plucked eyebrows.
TATTOOS/PIERCINGS
Full sleeve. Half sleeve. Forearm tattoo. Wrist tattoo. Hand tattoo(s). Ankle tattoo. Calf tattoo. Thigh tattoo. Hip tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. Rib tattoo(s). Back tattoo. Shoulder blade tattoo. Face tattoo(s). One tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoos. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Prince Albert piercing. Industrial piercing. Helix piercing. Tragus piercing. Conch piercing. Earlobe piercings. Stretched out ears. Eyebrow piercing(s). Bridge piercing. Tongue piercing(s). Monroe piercing. Angel bites. Snake bites. Labret. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.
COSMETICS
Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Light eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colourful eyeshadow. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Lip liner. Lip balm. Red lips. Pink lips. Neutral lips. Dark lips. Colourful lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Blush. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Dewy foundation. Concealer. BB cream/tinted moisturiser. Wears make-up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Rarely wears make-up.
my evil boy loves make up okay
SCENT
Floral. Herbal. Earthy. Fruity. Fresh. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturiser. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Metal. Rain.
CLOTHES
Jeans. Tight pants. Cigarette pants. Cargo pants. Khaki pants. Harem pants. Sweatpants. Yoga pants. Leggings. Tights. Stockings. Overknee socks. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Ballerina skirt. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sundress. T-shirt/Sweater dress. Tight/Form-fitting dress. High slit dress/skirt. Cocktail dress. Gowns. Tuxedo. Suit. Tie. Waistcoat. Sweater vest. Sweater. Hoodie he steals them from candy. Leather jacket also steals them from a certain someone. Denim jacket someone stop this thief. Bomber jacket. Parka. Peacoat. Trench coat. Cardigans. Tunic. Turtleneck. Blouse. Button up shirt. Cuban shirt. Flannel shirt. Polo shirt. Camisole. Bustier. Tube top. Crop top. Tank top. Muscle T-shirt. T-shirt. Band T-shirt sigh guess where he gets them from. Sports T-shirt. Basketball shorts. Pleated shorts. Jean shorts. Hotpants. Bodysuit. Jumpsuit. Overalls. Corset 👀. Nightgowns. Robes. Lingerie. Bra. Sports bra. G-string. Thong. Panties. Briefs. Boxer briefs. Boxers. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Revealing clothing. Designer. High street. Thrift. Patterns. Florals. Polka dots. Stripes. Sequins. Cotton. Linen. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Fur/Faux fur. Light colours. Pastels. Neon colours. Bright colours. Dark colours. White. Black. Heavy armour. Medium armour. Light armour.
SHOES
Bare feet. Slippers. Sandals. Gladiator shoes. Flats. Slip-ons. Loafers. Oxfords. Sneakers. High tops. Ankle boots. Hiking boots. Combat boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Wedges. Stilettos. Chunky. Kitten heels. Slingbacks. Pumps. High Heels. Stripper heels.
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coelakanths · 1 year
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u guys dont understand how badly i want to write the perfect little tma time travel fixit fic that lives in my head (keeps reading ones that do it wrong) but there are um. small issues (hasnt listened to the second half of s5 at all)
#u guys dont understand. NOBODY UNDERSTANDS THEM LIKE I DO#there is a surprisingly small amt of the genre of fic im looking for......#and the ones that are there are Wrong. im so sorry theyre all wrong#i neeeeeeeddddd to get over myself ik ill like them if i give em time but IM SO PARTICULAR ITS SUCH AN ISSUE. AUGH#if jon got sent back in time he wouldnt tell anyone anything hed try to do everything by himself................#hed be crippled by his guilt and martyr complex and hed try to kill elias on the first day as an act of desperation#hed be staring into martins eyes and apologizing every five minutes and looking like a kicked puppy NOBODY UNDERSTANDS HIM LIKE I DO#and also if martin came back in time he wouldnt be mean to asshole jon. he would be cackling bc its so funny#in the perfect fic that lives in my head martin and jon get trapped in the same time which is like couple weeks before prentiss#when martin is stuck at home with the worms. yk#jon wakes up at his desk and takes a minute to cry over sash and tim#looks for martin. they say hes sick. he RUNS to save him#martin however knows whats up and saves himself and they meet in the middle and hug#tim and sasha on the sidelines like the fuck...#jon (stressed and embarrassed) (incapable of being normal) (suddenly self conscious bc he didnt have to deal with this in the apocalypse)#martin (high on adrenaline) (lovestruck still) (so happy theyre back together) (oh my god is that tim and sasha) (cant stop crying)#et cetera.#idk what would happen after that. they fix things i guess#but the scene is so vivid in my brain.......#and i NEED shenanigans where tim and sasha are convinced that theyre like murderers or something but no. just gay#ughhhhh whatever WHATEVER I DONT EVEN CARE THAT MUCH. WHATEVER#q dicit#ok. im done. alright
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levilxvr · 3 months
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who confessed first?
ft. levi, armin, mikasa, annie, hange x gn!reader
cw: fluff, none else that i can think of tbh
levi
you confessed first
He thinks about you every night, replaying little scenarios of your interactions in his head to feed his bedtime thoughts. Everyone knows he’s got a soft spot for you, and erwin has been telling him to grow some balls and tell you how he feels.
But one night you’re on the rooftop of hq with him, spending some time alone. It’s become one of your favourite nightly escapes, catching up and discussing each others’ worries in the dead of night. But this time was different. He was complimenting the way you look under the moonlight, fingers absentmindedly trailing through your hair. You let out a small giggle and his heart warms. God, even your laugh is so perfect.
“you know levi, I kinda like you.”
“oh?” He’s honestly not surprised, but a small part of him felt as if maybe you wouldn’t feel the same.
“hm.. good thing I’ve got a thing for you too, then.” One of his rare smiles forms on his lips and he pulls you in, stealing a quick kiss on the top of your head.
armin
he confessed first
Armin was a little drunk when he confessed, it was after a dinner party during the trip to Marley. Eren accidentally made him drink too much and you took him back to the hotel so he could rest, but he ended up clinging on tight to you, begging you to stay. Of course you agreed, and seconds later he just kinda spilled the beans in his intoxicated state.
“I.. hic- I love you.. love you so much..”
At first you tried to brush it off, thinking he didn’t really mean it since he was all drunk and blushing. But the next morning when you guys wake up you ask if he remembered what happened the night before.
“I really did mean it when I said I love you.”
The smile you return is enough for him to know you reciprocate his feelings. And armin has never been happier in his life.
mikasa
you confessed first
ok she kinda dragged it out of you lol. She caught feelings the moment her gaze landed on you, but never wanted to confess because of the fear that you’d turn her down. But over the weeks she started to get subtle hints that you like her too. Sasha keeps encouraging her to make a move but poor girl feels like she’s just being delusional HSJSFD
One day you’re alone in the gym with her, doing your daily morning workouts together as usual. She catches you eyeing her every now and then, especially while she’s doing her sit ups. It feels like your gaze is burning right through her and she can’t contain herself anymore.
“do you like me?” she randomly blurts out the question and you’re caught off guard. “I mean, it’s a safe question, I just need you to answer honestly.”
“yeah..” You turn away to avoid seeing her reaction.
“hey,” mikasa’s hand cups your cheek and turns your face back to her. “I like you. a lot. And I enjoy hanging out with you, I just wanted to be sure cuz, y’know.”
And just like that, the hard part is over and now she can finally make all her dreams come true.
annie
she confessed first
Annie isn’t one to catch feelings that easily. She prefers to keep herself reserved and unknown to the rest of the world, but every time she sees you walk by there’s this strange sensation she can’t seem to ignore.
It’s late at night and you’re lazing around in your room when you hear a knock on the door.
“I.. need to talk to you about something.” Her cheeks begin to heat up and the blood rushing to her face gives you a hint of what’s on her mind.
“You can tell me anything, annie.” You take her hands gently and she doesn’t let go.
“Every time I see you or hear your voice, there’s this.. feeling I can’t seem to put my finger on.”
“love?”
she nods. Love, thats right. She’s in love. You brush the hair out of her pretty blue eyes and squeeze her hands. When you tell her you’ve got feelings for her too, it feels as if a weight has been lifted off her shoulders and she can finally be at peace.
hange
they confessed first
It was a really unplanned, random setting. You were in hange’s lab helping to conduct an experiment with flowers and slime. You’re wearing their lab coat and goggles, standing by the side as you hold up the little glass vile of slime. The fascinated look on your face makes hange smile. You look adorable in that coat, gazing in awe at the sample they picked up earlier.
They move closer and ruffle your hair, hand lingering for just a little longer than necessary.
“you’re so cute.” Hange laughs, taking the tube from your hand and emptying it over the bowl of crushed flowers. Your heart skips a beat and you avert your gaze.
“really?”
“come on, of course you are, always! Why do you think I like having you in the lab with me?” Hange gives you a side hug and you return it, leaning your head against their shoulder.
“oh, and by the way, I mean I like like you.” they wink and go back to stirring the mixture on the table as if nothing happened.
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snoopyearss · 6 days
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you right
eren x female!reader
TW: Blunt outing on skin. (He doesn’t do it to the reader, but he does it on himself)
description: your relationship with jean was fine until you meat his friend eren. now all you could think about was him.
inspired by “You Right” by Doja Cat.
i suggest playing the following songs for the full experience: You Right (Extended Version) - Doja Cat (makes obvious sense; play this song first or throughout the story.), Work - Rihanna, Sativa - Jhene Aiko, Slow Down - Chase Atlantic and I Was Never There - The weeknd. There’s no order for the other songs.
Disclaimer: I DONT CONDONE CHEATINGGG!!! I just really like this song and made this one shot on a whim. 
.˚₊‧༉︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶༉‧₊˚.
                    ı𝕝ı.𝕝ı𝕝𝕝ı𝕝ı.ı𝕝𝕝ı.
            ᴺᵒʷ ᵖˡᵃʸᶦⁿᵍ; [ 𝕐𝕠𝕦 ℝ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 (𝔼𝕩𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕) - 𝔻𝕠𝕛𝕒 ℂ𝕒𝕥 ]
           𝟙:𝟘𝟟 ——◦———— -𝟜:𝟘𝟝
          ↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ
            ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯
How long have you thought about this? This sinful thought? You lost track. But if you could have a dollar for every time you thought about him, Bill Gates would look like a middle-class citizen. 
You wanted him so badly, but you had a boyfriend, who happened to be one of his best friends. 
When did this all start? The second your boyfriend Jean introduced you to the rest of his friends, you couldn’t stop thinking about him. 
“I want you all to meet my girlfriend, Y/n. Y/n, these are my friends. The one I was telling you about.” Jean introduced the group and each of them introduced themselves after. Eren was the first to introduce himself. After he did, you tuned everyone else out. There was something about him that made him so intriguing. 
His facial features.
His pretty sage eyes 
The amorous gaze he gave off.
His piercings.
His voice.
Oh God, his voice. It was hypnotic. The way he said certain words had you weak in the knees.
His hair. It looked about shoulder length. It was easy to tell from the man-bun he styled it in. You never really found long hair on guys attractive, but with Him? You made an exception. 
It was long enough to pull on when he’s-
You shook your head to erase the thought. And that was when it all began.
You met his friends three months ago, yet you found yourself lying awake in the bed you and Jean share, thinking about his best friend. Thinking about how he’d look on top of you, how he’d look underneath you, or in every position possible. You felt horrible. Who does that? But it wasn’t like Jean was innocent either. The other day you caught him making googly eyes at the new girl in your class. Mikasa was her name. 
The difference between you and Jean was you’ve never really had a conversation with Eren. Jean talks to Mikasa every other day. People would think it bothers you, your partner talking to someone else, but Eren lived in your head rent-free, so you didn’t care. 
You would pass by him in the hallways on your way to class and both of you would give a quick smile and a nod signaling “Hi.” You felt like you were in high school again. All giddy and smiley when your crush would give you the slightest bit of attention. 
You always wondered if he felt the same way, but you’d be an idiot to ask, so you attempt to hide it in your face. However, something told you he knew already. Every time you and Jean’s friends hang out, it’s hard to look directly at him, and he could tell because he wouldn't look away.
All of you were eating at a diner when you made eye contact with Eren, he never dropped his gaze, it was intense. You tried focusing on something else when you accidentally tipped a cup over causing the drink to pour on the table, and drip onto the floor. “Shit.” You murmured. 
“My soda!” Sasha whined. “We’ll get you another one.” 
You reached out to grab a napkin, not realizing it was the last one, but it was too late because you looked up to see Eren grabbing it at the same time. Both of your hands touched.
It was like a vibration, or electricity shot up your arm and throughout your veins. The funny part about this is that neither one of you moved your hand. 
“I-I’m sorry, were you gonna use this?” you asked.
“‘was gonna help you clean it.” He answered. He removed his hand from on top of yours, letting you have it to clean up the now sticky mess. 
Now you wondered if anyone else caught onto what just happened. 
That following Friday, you all went to a barcade for drinks and vintage games. You hopped out of Jean’s car and held hands with him as you guys walked into the arcade bar. “I’m totally gonna beat you in Mortal Kombat.” Jean snickered. “You wish!” You stuck your tongue out at him and joined the others who were playing games and drinking already.
“There you guys are! We were starting to worry.” Armin pulled you both in for a hug. 
“C’mon Y/n, let’s go take a shot.” Ymir linked her arm in yours as we skipped to the bar. you both sat down and ordered two tequila shots. “So,” she started. You raised your eyebrows to tell her to keep going. “So?”
“What’s up with you and Eren huh?” She jabbed her elbow into the side of your rib. “Ok first, ow. And second, nothing? Why’d you ask?” You downed the shot before the bartender could even place it in front of you.
“Um, at the diner the other day? What was that?” She questioned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh come on, Y/n. Don’t act dumb. I’ve seen that look before. That same look when you saw Jean for the first time.” You rolled your eyes.
“Nothing’s going on, Ymir. I promise you.”
 “Alrighty then.” She shrugged and got up from her seat. 
“Wait.” She turned to you.
“Did..anyone else notice? You know, what happened?”
“Not to my knowledge. But it’s ok. Your dirty little secret’s safe with me.” She winked and I scoffed. “Let's go play games.” 
Another tequila shot later and you were feeling a bit tipsy. Your eyes met the motorcycle racing game and asked Ymir to race with you. “I’m gonna dust you.”
“Yeah, yeah.” you waved her off.
You walked toward the motorbike and climbed on it. It was hard to keep it in place since it was set up to lean from side to side to make turns. “Ugh! Stupid piece of shit. Stay…Still!” You cursed the machine.
You then felt a pair of hands on your waist to stabilize you on the bike. “Most of your weight needs to be here.” The voice said. You recognized that voice anywhere. It was Eren’s.
You look behind your shoulder to see him looking directly at you. This was the closest you two have ever been to each other's bodies. So close you were able to smell him. He smelt so good, if you weren’t drunk before, you might be now. It was intoxicating. 
“Like this?” You looked back at him. He silently groaned before nodding and saying, “Mhm.”
Eren knew you wanted him. It was too obvious. He wanted you too, but you were his best friend's girl. However, he couldn't help the thought of seeing you underneath him, struggling to take all of him inside you. 
He sees you in the halls before classes and the outfits you wear. Like one day, you wore a black mini-skirt and some thigh-high boots, it almost send him over the edge. How he’s able to keep his composure around you is unbelievable. And once he saw you bent over on the motorbike, looking back at him through your eyelashes, he almost folded right then and there.
You ended up winning the race against Ymir and smirked at her. But as soon as she walked up to you and whispered “But nothing’s going on between you and Eren right? You’re such a bad liar.” your smile dropped. 
The walls were an egg-white color, although it was hard to tell with the red LED lights illuminating them. It was a weird thing to pay attention to as you were gasping for air as Jean gripped your throat while pounding into you. 
“You look so hot like this Y/n. God, you take me in so well.” He moaned. Your hand held onto his wrist as he continued, only picking up the pace. “D-don’t stop. Please.” You whined. Jean wasn’t bad at sex. Quite the opposite actually. Although he knew all of your spots, he never went down on you but he always asked for head, which wasn’t fair to you. Other than that, it was great, but you still wanted Eren. Just the sinful thought of it made you grow even wetter and clench around him.
“I felt you tighten up baby. You like how my dick feels, Huh?” He placed a hand on your hip only helping him to go harder and faster. “Oh fuck. Jean, I’m gonna-” You announced, your eyes threatening to roll back.
“Come for me.” And you did. Your hand slapped in front of your mouth, covering it. Jean thought it was so you won't be so loud, but it was to prevent you from screaming Eren’s name instead. 
He cleaned you up, gave you a kiss on the forehead, and knocked out immediately after that. 
You lay awake for an hour or so after your session with your boyfriend. Although he made you come, you were missing something, you weren’t sure what it was. Your mind trailed back to when you almost slipped up and moaned out Eren’s name instead of Jean’s. 
Eren.
Everything about him made all the self-respect leave your body. You wanted him so bad. You began to imagine what he looks like shirtless. You remembered the day you went to go pick up Jean from work and conveniently, Eren was working that day too. They both work at an auto repair shop, it’s where you first met Jean; he helped change your oil.
You were waiting in the car for him, as Eren walked out and gave you a small wave. It took everything in you to prevent your eyes from widening and your jaw from dropping. He. Looked. Insanely delicious. He turned his back to you to talk to one of the other workers there. Even his back was pretty to look at.
Sweat was glistening on his back muscles, and on his grey tank top. His hair was in that messy bun you were crazy over. He grabbed his water bottle and took a swing of it, only for some droplets to trickle down his throat. You wanted to lick it. 
You took that mental image, and imagine him running his hands up and down your body. Touching and stroking your body like you were a lump of clay, waiting to be molded. It drove you crazy. You were so aroused it started to hurt if you didn’t take care of it right away.
You slid one hand down, past your panties, and slowly rubbed your clit. You bit your lip to prevent yourself from making any noise, in fear of waking Jean up. The other hand grabbed your breast and played with the sensitive nipple. Your hips bucked a bit, signaling you to do more. You inserted a finger in and bit your lip a bit harder now.
You imagined how he would sound if it was his dick instead of your finger inside of you, how his moans would sound like. You remembered the time he stubbed his toe at Sasha’s new place, hitting his toe on one of the legs of the table. The sound that he made, should’ve been illegal. It was a groan that turned into a whimper. Although he was doing it out of sheer pain, he still sounded so pretty. You knew right then and there that his moans were to die for. 
One finger turned into two, stretching you out and hitting that spot that leaves your legs having a mind of their own. “Fuck,” You whispered. This was so bad, this was your boyfriend's best friend you were thinking about. But the forbidden act only made your arousal grow.
Soon enough, it was hard to hold it in, and you let go, your fingers making a squelching sound from pumping them in and out of you so fast. Your slick poured out of you, onto your fingers, and a little bit on the sheets. You tried to regulate your breathing and clean up after yourself. After you did, you realized you were going to have so much trouble looking at Jean and Eren in the eye the next day.
The next day was Saturday, Ymir was throwing a party for her 21st birthday and us being her closest friends, were all invited. After getting ready, Sasha drove you, her, and your other friend, Annie to Ymir’s. 
“I’m so excited about this party! Ymir’s parties are literally the best!” She exclaimed. “She always has the best booze.” Annie chimed in. You weren’t really present for the conversation. Your brain was stuck on if Eren was going, and what he was gonna wear. 
“Y/n! Hello!” Annie waved her hand in front of your face, leaving you looking dazed. “Oh, What?” She and Sasha frowned. “You ok girl? You’ve been quiet the whole car ride!” Sasha asked. “Hmm? Oh! Yeah, I’m fine.” You smiled sheepishly. They shrugged it off. “Well, we’re here! Come on!”
We walked into the house, the music blasting through the speakers, and in each room of the house. “You guys made it!” Ymir smiled. “We wouldn’t miss it! Happy birthday!” I hugged her. “Thank you! Drinks are in the kitchen. You guys help yourselves!” She waved and walked to greet her girlfriend.
The three of you walked into the kitchen, only to be greeted by the rest of the group and, Eren. 
He looked at you and you tried to focus your attention elsewhere. It was hard to though; especially with the way he was looking tonight. It really wasn’t anything special, just a black muscle tee, but it made his arms and chest look extremely toned. You were able to see his tattoos and his key necklace was visible. He wore grey sweatpants with white Nike ones. He still looked very scrumptious and you wanted a taste.
“Hey, guys! Historia made jungle juice. Want some?” Connie handed you and the two girls a cup. “Thanks. Where’s Jean?” You asked, getting ready to take a sip of the beverage. He and Reiner, another one of Jean’s friends, exchanged looks with each other. “Um…He…” Connie couldn’t finish his sentence. 
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“He went upstairs with some dark-haired girl. I’m sorry Y/n.” Reiner tried reassuring you. Your eyes widened. “Oh.” That was all you could say. In your head, you weren’t sure if you were allowed to even feel angry, as you were already imagining doing things with another man. It made you frustrated.
No one spoke for a few seconds.
“Well, screw him. Come, let's go dance.” Sasha tried cheering you up. You lightly smiled at her and downed your drink then joined her on the dance floor. “Work” by Rihanna started to play, which made you feel a bit better. Sasha was behind you as you began moving your hips against her to the beat of the song. 
Her hands met your waist and pressed you against hers as you started to wine on her. You look behind you to meet her gaze as you two smile and continued. Despite you two being in the middle of the dance floor, you could still feel someone’s eyes burning into your flesh. It was him. 
He was sitting manspread with a couple of guys, smoking a blunt. If this isn’t the hottest thing you’ve ever seen, it might be time for prescription glasses. His eyelids were low, due to the effects of what he was smoking. For some reason, it made you more confident, so you turned to face Sasha and kept eye contact with her, as you wined down to the ground and back up.
You did this a few more times then turned back. You looked at him as you were grinding on Sasha, not breaking eye contact. Until Jean came down the stairs with Mikasa. Your heart sunk in your chest as you saw him dap up one of his friends. You knew what that meant. It made you sick. You felt extremely dizzy. “Hey, I’m gonna…I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” You told Sasha. “You want me to come with?” You shook your head no. “I’ll be ok. I’ll be back in a few.” You smiled and walked up the stairs. You entered the first door, which happened to be a bedroom with a bathroom in it. You walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
The song was still playing in the background as you gripped the sink and caught your breath a bit. You wanted to cry, but at the same time, you felt a bit relieved now that all bets are off. You didn’t feel as guilty thinking about Eren in such a way anymore. You turned on the faucet and flicked a bit of cold water on your face, not wanting to mess up your makeup, then used a paper towel to dap it dry.
You turned off the faucet and opened the door, only for him to be on the other side.
“E-Eren?” You were startled. Did he follow you up here?
“Hey.” That was all he said and walked passed you and closed the door then closed the toilet seat down and sit on it. 
“Um, Hi? What are you doing?” 
“Came up here to smoke. Too much noise in my head down there.” He shrugged and lit his blunt.
“Are you sure? Doesn’t really seem like it.” You said. “What makes you say that?”
“You coming up here, immediately after I come up here? Looks pretty suspicious.” You shrugged.
“Does it?” He looked up at you and you nodded. “You know what else looks suspicious?”
You raised your eyebrows signaling to go on. He took a hit of his blunt and blew. “What happened yesterday, and a few days before? Now that’s suspicious.” I frowned.
“You seem to have forgotten. Do you want me to remind you?” He stood up, slowly walking towards you. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Aw, don’t act coy, Y/n.” He cooed. You stepped back only to bump into the door. He was towering over you now. You were looking up at him with a slight need in your eyes. He smirked and took another hit.
“You know,” he started, the smoke leaving his mouth and his hands sliding up and down your hips.
“There was something about you that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. It was until the way you would stare at me, that I fully understood.”
“W-What do you mean?” Your voice was quiet, but he still caught it. “Come on Y/n. Are we playing the stupid game?” He teased. 
“I’ve got the strangest feeling that you might want me, but you have a boyfriend, sweetheart.” He took one last hit of his blunt before outing it on his arm. You gasped and your eyes widened. He smirked and grabbed your cheeks to make your lips pout slightly. He blew the smoke into your mouth for you to inhale it all. 
“Good girl.” He praised. “Exhale.” You did just that. He then placed his hand on the side of your face while the other one was placed against your lower back. 
“You want me?” He asked, trapping you between the bathroom door and his body. You couldn’t look at him, his gaze was piercing. He took your chin in his fingers. “When someone’s speaking to you,” his other hand pulled you closer to him and tilted your face to force you to look at him. “You look at them. Understand?”
You whimpered in response.
“Speak.”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what baby?” He pushed you.
“Yes, I-I understand.”
“Smart girl. Now I’ll ask again. Do you want me? Despite being Jean-boy’s girlfriend?”
“Yes.”
“Huh. Wonder what he’ll think if I told him this.”
“Well, he’s not here right now. You know what he did.” You reminded him, as he was there when Reiner told you he was sleeping with someone else. “His loss.” He shrugged. Eren walked backward and sat back on the covered toilet seat then motioned you to walk towards him. “C’mere.”
You did what you were told and he tapped your thighs to signal you to sit in his lap. “There we go. Comfortable?” You nodded. “Good. Tilt your head to the side pretty girl.” You tilted your head and immediately he attached his lips to your neck. “Tell me,” he kissed up your neck to your jaw. “How long have you thought about doing this? Hm?” 
“Mm. For so long.” you whimpered. “I’ve thought about this for so long.”
“Yeah?” Eren’s hands were drawing different patterns on your back as he continued to mark you. “What have you thought about? What kinds of thoughts kept you up at night?” You whined in response, seeing as it was too humiliating to go into depth. “I’m not gonna continue if you don’t tell me, sweet girl.”
Oh, fuck you.
“I’ve thought about-” you were stopped mid-moan as he found the sensitive part of your neck and began to suck on it harshly. “A-About you, having you all on top of me, and touching me all over my body. Fuck.” It was hard to speak since it was one, humiliating explaining your fantasies to him and two, the way he was destroying your neck.
Eren grabbed your hips and pushed them down so you could feel him. “Can you feel me? How hard you’re making me right now? Fuck, I feel it throbbing.” You could feel the pulse between your legs as you felt his dick pressed onto your clothed slit. 
Your whines grew a little bit louder as you found yourself grinding down on his hardened dick. You could feel the slick start to dampen your panties. “Eren, please.” You gripped his hair and started to grind on him a bit faster this time. “Fuck, look at you.” He said as he gently pulled your head down to meet his lips.
They were incredibly soft and could taste/smell the weed on his lips. It was enough to get you high. You were struggling to kiss back as he used his hips to thrust upwards, grinding into you and moaning in your mouth. This went on for a few more minutes until you got frustrated and told him you wanted more. 
He picked you up and placed you down on the counter. He kissed down your body until he was face level with your clothed cunt. He looks up at you with hungry, low-lidded eyes as he kisses the inner parts of your thighs, your dress riding up as he continued, kissing every part but the part you wanted him to touch. He was teasing you on purpose.
You were fidgeting on the counter, making all kinds of noise, moaning his name so he would get the message. He finally started to kiss your clothed cunt and the feeling made you jolt forward a bit, almost making you fall off the counter. “Woah, it’s ok. I’m not gonna let you fall.” He holds your hips in place.
“Damn girl, you’re acting like you’ve never been eaten out before.” He joked but when he looked up at you, you weren’t laughing. “Don’t tell me-”
“He’s never…done that to me before.” You looked off to the side. Eren scoffs. “I’m about to show you what you’ve been missing. Make sure you get a good grip.” He rips your panties and before you could react, his tongue was already connected to your clit and you both let out loud desperate moans. You were already wet from the dry-humping session you both just had, and it was having an effect on him. If his dick wasn’t hard then, it certainly is now. He took a few deep breaths to try to prevent him from coming right them.
He wraps his hands around your thighs and attaches his mouth to your cunt to start lapping you up. Your breath hitched in your throat since you weren’t used to this foreign feeling. His tongue makes different patterns and swirls on your clit while his mouth creates a suction effect.
“Oh shit,” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and grabbed his now disheveled bun. Your entire body feels light like you were about to float up to the ceiling at any moment as he draws circles over your entrance and then flicks your clit. You grabbed ahold of the counter as tightly as you could, till you would see your knuckles turning white.
You opened your eyes and looked down to see him looking right at you the entire time. “Fuck.” you whimpered, the pleasure you were experiencing and the way he was looking at you was all too much but you would curse at yourself later if you didn’t get a chance to at least take a glimpse. 
He unwrapped one of his hands off of your thigh and held your hand as the other arm wrapped around your hips, pulling you further into his mouth so you couldn’t escape his grasp as he tongue fucked you. Your breathing was totally uneven now. You were a moaning shaking mess before him. His name was the only thing you knew how to moan at this given moment. 
You were wet. So wet, you could hear the wet sloppy noises coming from his mouth, and your cunt. It would’ve been embarrassing if you both weren’t so turned on. Eren ate you out with such purpose. Like he enjoyed it. That’s because he did. He loved seeing your eyes roll back and you moaning out his name with your legs shaking on either side of his face.
He then stops and stands up. “Get down and turn around.” You quickly hop down and turn around, Eren then unzips your dress and pulls it down enough to expose your breasts. Your nipples began to harden from how cold the bathroom was. He whispers “Fuck,” in response as he placed his hand in the middle of your back and pushed you down. “Bend over for me,” you bent over with no hesitation.
He was directly behind you, and although you can see his reflection in the mirror, you couldn’t really see his entire body. Just from the waist up. He took off his shirt, which exposed his abs and the rest of his tattoos. You were practically dripping at this point. He grabbed the tip and dragged it along your wet slit to coat him a bit.
Eren pumped himself a few times and groaned. “Look in the mirror,” he ran his hands up and down your back and hissed. “I’ve thought about you non-stop ever since I met you for the first time, you always had that look in your eye as if you wanted me,” He slowly put the tip in, watching it stretch your hole out a bit. You whined at the feeling. You’ve always loved being teased, even when it got frustrating at times, the anticipation is what makes it better. 
“You feel this? You feel how I’m stretching you? Oh, fuck.” He pushed only the tip in a few times then slapped it on your clit. “You would look away first whenever we made eye contact, it was so cute. And now that I have you, I need to savor this.” He inserted himself halfway in, causing you to whine louder. 
“Eren,” you pleaded. You were getting desperate now. “I know, baby.”
“It’s been months and neither of us made a move until now- fuck.” He moaned slowly pulling it out and then rubbing it on your clit, making you bite your lip and roll your eyes back. “‘Cause you chose to be loyal to him, but.” He pressed the tip to your entrance. 
“A couple strokes when I put it in, you’ll belong to me.” He pushed himself all the way in this time. “O-oh my god! F-Fuck!” You cried out and gripped the counter. He continued this a few times, pulling all the way out then slamming back in, then he went at a steady but quick pace.
The louder you got the harder he fucked into you, his hips slamming against your ass making a slapping noise. He looked down to watch as your ass rippled with each hard thrust. Tears began to flood your eyes from the immense pleasure you were experiencing then fell because of how hard Eren was pounding into you.
“Every day, I get angry at myself because I didn’t meet you first.” He said through gritted teeth. “Could’ve used this pretty cunt before Jean could get a hold of you.” He grabbed your neck and lifted you up so his chest was pressed up against your back. “Look in the mirror,” He said in your ear. “Look in the mirror as I fuck you senseless.” Your mouth is open, panting like a bitch in heat from how good he was making you feel. 
Your hips were pressed up against the counter and Eren moved up a bit more so you could feel him deeper. You couldn’t back away, you just had to take it, which made you grow wetter. Your head fell back on his shoulder as you moaned out his name some more, like it was the only name you knew, “Look at you baby,” He cooed and you slowly brought your head back up to look in the mirror. 
“Look at how hard I'm fucking you. What would your boyfriend think about this, hm? If Jean walked in here, what would you do? Seeing his precious girlfriend getting fucked hard by his best friend. You think he’d watch us? Until we finished?” You whined at the thought of that actually happening. Thinking about it, you would probably keep going until you both finished. You started to clench around him. “Oh? You would like that. Messy bitch.” He grabbed your throat and squeezed it and he took his other hand to rub your clit at a fast pace. 
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” You chanted and wrapped your hand around the wrist that was slightly choking you. “Eren, I’m close-” He removed his hand from your clit and pulled out. “No, you’re not. Go lay on the bed,” He backed up enough for you to wobble to the bed and spanked your ass in the process. You lay down on your back as Eren got on top of you and pushed the tip back in. In this position he was able to pound deeper into you, it felt like he was in your guts. “Oh my god, Eren! You’re s-so deep. In my st-stomach.” You managed to force out. “Yeah? How does it feel?” His pace quickened up. 
“It’s- I- I don’t know if I can take it. Fuck,” You cried out and your legs started to tremble. The pleasure was getting too intense for you to handle, how you did come yet is still surprising. A part of you wanted to release, but the other part of you wanted this to last. So you tried to make it last. “It’s ok, baby. You can take it. You’ve been such a good girl. Take it for me.” He only went in deeper. The tears from earlier continued to pour down your cheeks and the sides of your face, pooling by your ears.
Eren loved the sight that was in front of him. Your nose and cheeks were a slightly red tint from the crying and the pleasure you were receiving. The sounds that were omitted from your throat were like music to his ears, he wanted to hear them again and again. The faces you made, he paid close attention to what felt good, and what made you feel uncomfortable. The way your breasts bounced from the hard thrusts you were receiving, and the way your cunt was gripping him. He couldn’t focus on where to look.
“God, look at you. You’re so beautiful,” He started. “Almost makes me wish I could paint or something.” It was already working. Your thinking process was fuzzy and your brain felt like it was turning into mush. You weren’t speaking in complete sentences at this point. “Mm, feels so good Eren.” You slurred as you gripped the bed sheets beneath you. Eren got on his forearms to lean down and kiss you. He squeezed your cheeks like he did when he blew the smoke in your mouth, but this time he gave you a sloppy kiss. The sounds that came out of your mouth would've been embarrassing if you both weren't so turned on. One of his hands snaked down you rub your clit at a slow pace, which made it hard to keep up with, it caused you to get close. You started clenching around him.
“Eren,” You whined.
“Mm, I can feel you tightening up around me. Ready to come for me sweet girl?”
“Yes, please, please.” You chanted.
“Come on baby,” He kissed down your neck and used the same hand that rubbed your clit, to push down on your lower stomach, causing your body to immediately relax and take more of him inside you. “Come for me.” That was all it took.
“Eren, Eren, EREN! FUCK!” Your legs shook with such force as you screamed out his name multiple times. You tossed your head back in pleasure as your ejaculate gushed out of you and dampened the sheets below you and Eren’s lower stomach. Your hips attempting to buck if Eren hadn’t held them down. “Good girl, that’s it. Let it out for me.” He talked you through your orgasm, which only made it more intense for you. Your breathing pattern was all over the place. Your hands didn’t know where to hold on to; first the sheets, your hair, or Eren’s wrists. It was out of control.
“There you go, that’s my girl.” He purred as he pushed you further up the bed and fucked you through your orgasm then chasing his. He kept one hand on your hip and the other gripping the headboard to thrust into you. His thrusts were slow but deep to help you finish, then it got harder and faster. His pace was ruthless as his hips snap against yours with so much force that your head hits the headboard slightly with each thrust. “Oh god, ‘needed you so bad. You have no idea.” He moaned. His thrusts were so fast, that you tried getting him to slow down, but your voice was shot from the moaning previous. You weren’t able to let out proper moans, but Eren seemed to fuck them out of you. 
“Oh shit, holy shit, Eren slow down I’m - Fuck!” You babble as you came all over him a second time. He looked down at you as you did. Watching your face contort in pleasure as your whimpers made their way down to his tip. “God, you’re killin’ me.”
The sight above you was something that needed to be in an art gallery. His bottom lip was puffy and pink from biting it so hard, and beads of sweat glistened on his chest and forehead. His hair was out of its usual bun and down along the sides of his face. His eyes were rolling back as well, which was one of the hottest things you’d ever seen. 
“Eren,” You moaned out. “Hm?”
“Come inside me. Please. I wanna feel it.” You pleaded. He moaned in response.
“Yeah? You want me to come in this pretty cunt? You want me to breed you, baby? Wanna feel your cunt being filled up?” He looked down and smirked at you. You whimpered and nodded.
“Use your words, sweetheart.”
“Yes. I need it so badly. Please, please.” You ran your hands up and down his abs. 
“Fuck, I’m- I’m gonna come -- Oh God -- I’m gonna fucking come baby, oh fuck!” Eren pushes his hips down into you until your head is pushed up against the headboard. You feel him in your guts as you feel his warm cum in you and all throughout your body. His breathing was uneven as he gripped your hip, digging his nails into the fatty flesh.
“Shit,” He cussed and lowered his head down to kiss you gentler than before. “You ok?”
“Mhm,” She hummed. “So tired.” He chuckled and pulled out.
As he did, Eren rolled over and pulled you into his arms. “Let’s sleep. We’ll deal with Jean tomorrow.” He kissed your forehead and put the covers over your naked body as you drifted to sleep.
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Cascade ~ e.yeager
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you go to Cascade with your girl friends and get a friendly lil greeting from Eren Yeager himself.
language, sexual references, didn’t proof read.
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“can you give me my skates?” you tilt your head at the person at the counter. “can you give me ya number?” he tilted his head along with yours. you looked him up and down. “boy, you ain’t even worth getting my instagram.” you said before grabbing your roller skates and walking over to your friends, mikasa and sasha.
the music was loud as hell and some people smelled like alcohol, even though it wasn’t even allowed in the building.
“what took you so long?” mikasa looked up at you while putting her roller skates on. “boys being boys. childish ass.” you shook your head before sitting down.
you loosened the laces on your skates before tying them up and doing the same thing with the other one. “girl, i lowkey wanna be single.” mikasa said to you. “i thought you was dating jean.” sasha said, looking at mikasa before standing up, trying to keep her balance.
“no, we talk. he ain’t that cute.” mikasa rolled her eyes before standing up, along with you. “niggas ain’t shit.” you tapped their shoulders before rolling yourself towards the floor where everyone was. you started gliding your feet, holding hands with sasha and mikasa as they kept up with you.
“oh my god, who is that blonde boy over there?” sasha smiled, biting her lip and pointing over to the blonde. “girl, that’s niccolo.” mikasa laughed. “you wanna talk to ‘em? i heard he shy.” you said, raising your eyebrows as you started to curve at the slight turn. “hold up.” sasha giggled before rolling over to the side of the rink. you and mikasa shook your heads. “she’s crazy as hell.” mikasa mumbled.
from across the rink, where all the boys sat, eren was eyeing you. “yo, con’. who is that?” he leaned over to his friend connie. “what? oh, shit. that’s y/n.” connie smiled and shook his head, leaning back while moving his legs to roll his skates on the ground a little. “mannn, i would do some things nobody know to that woman.” he shook his head with a smile, his diamond jewelry on his canine flashing with the lights.
“man, she don’t want yo ass. that’s eren girl.” ony nudged connie while putting his skates on. eren laughed and shook his head. “nah… but she could be.” eren shrugged while tying up his skates. “yo’ ass too scary, you ain’t gon’ holler at her. and ony, youn know that the hell you talkin bout. i know she’ll let me hit.” connie smirked as you came back around the rink, visible to everyone with mikasa.
“who scared? i’ll talk to her right now, prolly have her number by the end of the night.” eren chuckled while scanning your body. “and she can skate too? shittt.” ony shook his head. “and her ass fat? shitttt.” connie leaned up, resting his elbows on his thighs. “somebody talk to her.” he said, looking at eren and ony.
“yo’ ass scared, huh.” eren shook his head at connie. “ain’t nobody scared- man, i’ll call her right now.” connie grinned while looking at you. “do it.” ony mumbled.
“aye mikasa!” connie yelled out, making you and mikasa stop and turn around. “nigga, we talkin bout y/n, not mikasa.” ony said. “i know that.” connie whispered while you and mikasa rolled over to them. “what?” mikasa frowned at connie. honestly, he was like her annoying little brother. “go get me some more roller skates, mines too big.” he said. that was obviously a lie.
“connie, why do you always insist on bothering me?” mikasa crossed her arms and squinted.
you on the other hand couldn’t keep your eyes off of eren. he wasn’t fine or anything… maybe, but the way he looked you up and down effortlessly, it made you wanna say something. you tilted your head at him, box braids falling in front of your face. eren moved his eyes from your body to you, smiling a little and biting his lip.
“‘chu lookin’ at?” he asked, standing up. “you lookin at me.” you raised your eyebrow. eren chuckled. “cause you fine, ma.” he whispered in your ear before skating past you. you looked at him with a surprised face. he was flirting with you right to your face, and somehow, you didn’t care. “ima go skate with eren real quick. make sure he know what he doin’.” you say to the group before skating past everyone to catch up with eren.
“can you slow down?” you roll your eyes, moving up beside him. “oh, so now you wanna talk.” he looked at you. “i never said i didn’t.” you looked up at him with a stank face before looking away.
he smiled. “i see you got a attitude.” he said, plucking your forehead. he really couldn’t help but notice how your necklaces, earrings, and lipgloss glimmered in the red, purple, and blue lights that flashed, along with the disco ball that lit you two up once every few seconds.
“how many girls you flirt with on a daily basis like this? i can’t fuck wit’ nobody that got a different story with every different bitch.” you say, looking up at him as he looked forward.
“so you wanna fuck with me.” he said, it was more of a statement than a question. you hummed. “maybe, if you really got what i want.” you said, looking forward before he looked down at you.
he started slowing down, as you looked back, grabbing his hand. “come on, speed up.” you said, as he followed behind you. his eyes drifted off to your shorts that were almost too short, with your phone in your back pocket and some lipgloss beside it. he smiled before humming to his self.
“why you ain’t got a man, ma?” he asked, intertwining your fingers. you didn’t even mean to heavily flirt, everything just came out so quickly.
“because all niggas do is waste my time. why you ain’t got no girlfriend?” you asked him. “i’on know. apparently all i do is waste time.” he shook his head. you laughed and nodded.
“you ain’t even that cute for real.” you looked at him.
he looked at you and nodded slowly with a smile. “ight. i’ll be over here tomorrow. nice to meet’cha.” he nudged your shoulder lightly before skating off. “so. did you talk to her?” connie asked. eren shrugged with a smirk. “ion’ know. maybe. i’m bouta go smoke. ima’ see you at the house.” he said before putting his shoes back on and walking off.
“how’d it go?” mikasa asked. you looked at her with a grin. “girl he fine as hell.” you mumble. sasha came up beside you two. “did you get his number?” she asked. you shook your head.
“nah, i’ll get it tomorrow.”
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y’all i am so sorry for not answering some of the requests 😣🙏🏾 i just need time to get my head straight frfr idek what’s going on but i’ll have them sooner or later i promiseee. sorry for any typos.
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What Leon said to Manuela at the end- very creepy and yeah, victim-blaming. Like the way it was worded sounded like it came from a horror antagonist. 😭
But I also thought of how he once again, told someone to keep on living for the sake of others who have died.
That honestly kind of concerns me because it sounds like Leon only sees value in his life due to others around him, especially those who died- especially with how he worded it.
Oh based on the way it was phrased but in OJ and Damnation, I do wholeheartedly believe that Leon has no self-esteem, his self-worth is entirely based on how "valuable" he is to others. Character analysis ahead:
TW// mentions of suicide
He was kidnapped by the government and stripped of any and all agency he had. Apart from just the typical lack of agency in the military (they tell you what to wear, how you can cut your hair, where you're going to sleep, what you're going to eat, etc.) Leon never got a choice in joining this program, he was forced to do so to save Sherry. So fresh off the worst day of his life (up until that point), he's thrown into years of mentally and physically strenuous training against his will all while the government dangles the safety of a child over his head.
And being the young rookie who had no military experience prior to being dumped in special forces training with men who'd been training for years probably didn't do wonders for his self-esteem either, especially when the commanding officer is calling him pretty boy. Realistically, I think it's definitely possible that the other people on that team called him much worse, but that's just my own speculation. And we know he was suicidal during this time too, and the only reason he didn't go through with it was because of Sherry.
From there, he becomes the government's greatest weapon against bio-terror. They say jump and he has to ask how high, otherwise they'll kill him and Sherry both. They carelessly throw him at problems they often had a hand in creating, expecting him to cover up their messes. And Leon fully recognizes this too. Apart from Vendetta and Death Island where it was pretty much explicitly spelled out, it's shown in-motion in Damnation. The US government comes in and bombs the ESR, killing god knows how many innocent people that Leon just finished tried to save from bioterroism, all so they could invade and take over the country. They'd literally created this entire plan around fake-pulling Leon from the mission and expecting him to go off the rails because he wanted to desperately save the people there-- they literally weaponized his trauma and his humanity. (I think it's also important to note that Hunnigan didn't know this was their endgame either.)
So when we look at what he said to both Manuela and Sasha, which was in essence the same thing-- you can't kill yourself because you have to honor the memory of those who died by continuing to live-- I think it's clear that Leon's not really living for himself. We see that in Vendetta, when Leon was at his lowest, where he literally says "today is a good day to die," during the fight with Arias 'cause he assumed Arias was going to kill him. And he didn't care, he wanted to die.
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He feels so much survivor's guilt for not being able to save everyone all of the time, and he bases his self-worth entirely on his ability to help everyone else. That's why he hits such a low in Vendetta, because "instead of seeing an end to this shit, it just keeps getting worse," and this is coming off the heels of him essentially having a breakdown in the morgue and having to kill the squad he was in charge of again. He thinks he got them killed the first time when the bomb went off, although logically he knows there was nothing he could've done. But then when they are resurrected and zombified in the morgue, he's forced to literally kill them with guns to their heads. And even by the end of Vendetta, he's still not doing great. He's come to believe that it doesn't matter what he wants to what life he wanted to have, he doesn't get to make those decisions, and he has to accept that for what it is.
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It seems like he's doing a little bit better in Death Island at least. We know he isn't drinking, and Matt Mercer talked in interviews about how he has a support system now with Chris and the others, people he can rely on. But the fact that it took Chris finding him drunk and hungover at 9 am (remember: Leon didn't want to be found, he went out there to hide) for him to finally get any kind of support group speaks volumes to how much he suffered in silence for years.
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close to home | chapter fifteen
close to home | chapter fifteen
plot: when the reader falls ill, Daryl leaves to get medicine. Meanwhile, things worsen at the prison, and Daryl nearly doesn't make it back in time.
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Pairing: Eventual Daryl Dixon x f!reader Word Count: 1,704 Warnings: violence, blood, sickness A/N: thanks for reading!
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You didn’t hear that Sasha had fallen ill until later that day. You’d overheard someone talking about her when you stumbled into the bathroom to splash your face with water. You were boiling, despite the relatively cool indoor space. You were also shivering and achy on your feet. 
After the craziness with Tyreese, you went to wash up and get something to eat, but by the time you returned to the cell, you were so dizzy you had to lie down. And when you woke up a couple of hours later in the afternoon, you felt like this. 
You heard another rumor of a council meeting taking place and wondered why nobody came and got you while you went to the prison section where you met. You were only halfway there when you had to start using the wall to help you walk, and sweaty handprints left a trail behind you. 
“She wasn’t in her cell when I went to get her. I’m not sure where she is,” You heard Carol saying as you approached the door. You started coughing as you slowly walked in. Everyone turned to look at you, but it was Daryl your eyes landed on. 
“Daryl… something’s wrong,” 
***
When Daryl saw you enter the room, he was on his feet and approaching you in a second. He’d managed to get to you as your knees gave out, and all your weight was put on him. 
“Son uh bitch,” He cursed, looking at your sweaty face. Your eyes were rimmed red, and you looked like hell. 
“Oh my God, (Y/N),” Carol said, hesitating to come over to you. 
Daryl looked around the room, “Don’ everybod’ help at once!” He yelled. 
“I don’t feel good,” You muttered, and he looked down at you again before looking at Hershel. 
“What can we do?” He asked, “We ain’ lettin’ her die like this.”
“The illness won’t kill me,” You said as he helped you into one of the chairs. 
Daryl looked up at Hershel, “Come on, old man, tell me what we gotta do,”
Your uncle looked at you sorrowfully and then at Daryl, “That veterinary college at West Peachtree College, that’s one place people might not have thought to look for medicine. We need to treat the symptoms. It's those that... that'll kill her.”
“That’s fifty miles from here,” Michonne said. She looked down at you and tried to control her panic.
“I’m goin’,” Daryl said, “As soon as we get ‘er to bed, I’m goin’,”
***
Getting you to the quarantine cell block was the longest walk of Daryl’s life. You seemed heavier in his arms, and your breathing wasn’t even. Every time he looked down at your face and saw how pale you were, he thought he was going to throw up. His heart was beating wildly, and his stomach sat like a rock. 
The thought of leaving you behind in the cell block almost made him pause outside the doors, but for the safety of everyone else, he knew you had to be in there. So he pushed on through, breathing through a bandana. 
Sasha sighed loudly when she saw him carrying you in, and she helped him find an open cell and get you settled. When someone yelled her name, she told Daryl she would look after you and then she was gone. 
Daryl carefully laid you on the bed. Your face was sweaty, and you were shivering at the same time. He checked your forehead; you were burning up. Some part of him wanted to put a hole through the wall, but it was concrete walls, and he wouldn’t be able to help you with a broken hand. 
“Daryl,” You mumbled.
“Imma go out and get you some meds,” He said, looking down at your pale face. “It’ll be all right, promise,”
He didn’t stick around to hear anything else. 
***
You weren’t sure how long you slept, but it was dark when you woke up. You still felt as sick as you did earlier but a little clearer-minded. And your uncle’s voice from a few cells down forced you onto your feet. 
The cell block was full of people coughing and groaning in pain. You wanted to lie down and join them, but that wasn’t who you were. So you slowly made your way to your uncle, who shook his head when he saw you. 
“You should be resting,” Hershel said, closing one of the cell doors. 
“I can help,” You said, following his actions and closing the doors. You couldn’t tell if people were dead or just sleeping, and you didn’t have the energy to check. But you forced yourself to keep moving. You closed another two cells before you started coughing again, and you leaned against the wall for support. 
A hot metallic sensation filled your mouth, and you started coughing up blood. You tried to yell for your uncle, but you couldn’t make a sound. You could barely hear the sound of Lizzie yelling and then gunshots. 
You glanced around the room and saw a few walkers roaming around. Above you, Lizzie was leading a walker down the hallway. You cursed loudly and grabbed your machete, aiming for the nearest walker. It took everything out of you, and you collapsed beside the dead body. Your body was too heavy to move, and you couldn’t respond when you heard your uncle yelling for you. 
But you watched him lead the other walkers up the stairs and the following gunshots. You coughed up more blood and managed to get to your knees. 
“(Y/N!)” 
You looked up at Maggie as she ran toward you. “Stop, stop, I’m fine! Uncle Hershel… needs you…I think it’s Glenn….” 
She nodded and went to find him, leaving you alone. 
***
“What the hell….” Michonne said as they approached the prison. 
Daryl stared at the section of the prison fence that had been pushed down, and thoughts of the prison being overrun filled his mind. Tyreese sped up and quickly reached the courtyard, where Carl and Rick were waiting. 
“What happened?” Michonne asked as they all got out of the car. Daryl listened to Rick’s story as they grabbed the medical supply bags.
“Gunshots were coming from A,” Carl said. 
Daryl didn’t need to hear anything more as he and Tyreese quickly ran toward the cell block. The two of them got into the block quickly, and the smell of sickness and death was heavy. Tyreese went off to find Sasha while Daryl looked around for you. 
The sound of someone struggling to breathe caught his attention, and he ran towards the back of the block, finally finding you. Crimson blood covered your mouth as you choked on the liquid in your lungs, and your body was shaking as you were asphyxiating.
“Hershel! (Y/N)!” Daryl screamed, dropping to his knees next to you. Your face was blue, and your eyes were closed as you struggled to breathe. 
“Get her on her side. She’s choking to death,” Hershel yelled from the second level. 
Daryl carefully moved you so you were on your right side, and blood poured from your mouth as your body shook. 
“Did you get another valve mask?” Hershel said. 
“In the bag!”
Your uncle was quick as he dug through the bag. He momentarily glanced at you in fear before finding the mask and pulling it out. “On her back, careful now,” 
“She’s dyin’!” Daryl yelled, grabbing the side of your face as more blood spilled from your mouth. Your chokes were getting harder, and your body was shaking furiously. 
“Hold her down!” Hershel yelled. 
Daryl pinned your arms down and used his body to hold your legs while watching in horror as your uncle started shoving a pipe down your throat. Your body struggled against the intrusion, and Daryl had to look away, trying to block out the painful gasps as you continued to choke. Your body was thrashing uncontrollably, and Daryl tried his hardest to pin you down. 
“Come on (Y/N)!” Your uncle yelled. 
Finally, the pipe set in, and air-filled your lungs. Your body stilled, and Daryl looked at your blood-covered face. He blinked away hot tears and sat back, watching your chest rise and fall with each pump. 
“Maggie’s up there keeping Glenn breathing. You need to do the same for her. I have to get the medication ready with Bob,” Hershel said. 
Daryl hadn’t even noticed Bob had shown up, and his anger towards the man dissipated when he remembered that Bob and Hershel would be saving your life. 
“Slow and steady, every few seconds,” Hershel said, quickly showing Daryl how to pump the air into your lungs. After a second, he passed the pump to Daryl. 
He blocked the sound of Hershel and Bob’s conversation and stared at your face. There was blood everywhere, and it still had a tinge of blue. Your hair was coated in blood, spit, and bile. Your skin was pale and sticky with sweat. But your chest was moving in rhythm, and he couldn’t be more thankful for showing up when he did. 
He couldn’t stop tears from falling this time and allowed himself a few seconds to grieve what had happened. You had nearly died before him; he almost didn’t make it. And the idea of you not being around anymore would’ve been enough to bring him to his knees if he wasn’t already on them. 
He wanted to hold you against his chest, feel your heartbeat, and hear your laugh. He wanted to roll his eyes at your stupid sarcastic comments and watch your eyes light up when you spotted a trail using the tracking skills he’d taught you. He wanted to see you frown when you took down an animal and then shake your head in agreement when he told you it was for the best. He wanted to cry at the idea of you almost dying and wrap himself around you to keep you there.
But he didn't do any of that. Instead, he sat there and kept a steady rhythm and brought life back into your body. 
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AOT girls (+hange) react to you coming home late
aot girls x reader // mikasa, annie, pieck, hange, hitch.
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⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ mikasa
- she’d be so worried oml. Mikasa would have such a parent reaction too lol. She’d basically be having an anxiety attack just waiting for you to walk through that front door. And the second you do, she’s scolding you about how late it is and how bad you scared her.
- “i thought something bad happened to you, why weren’t you answering my calls!?” she was about to go out looking for you. Awwww don’t scare her like that again! 😭
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ annie
- “where the hell has your ass been!?” uh oh Annie’s mad. Only cause she was scared for you. She knows how dangerous it is out alone, and especially at this time of night!! “God are you crazy y/n! Do you know what could’ve happened to you!?”
- she’d be mad you didn’t tell her how long you were going to be and stays grumpy the rest of the night. Oops sorry Annie! But awww you were worried for mee
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ pieck
- she’d kind of have the same reaction of mikasa. She’d wait for you, lights on and all at 3am, barley aware just to make sure you come home safe. And when you do she hugs you and tells you how concerned she was for you.
- when you told her your phone just died, a big sigh of relief would come over her. After that, she’d always remind you to pack your charger so stuff like this doesn’t happen again lol.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ hange
- “gosh it’s late, I was wondering when you were going to get home,” she’d shout from her office. They’d stay up doing work, but wouldn’t go to sleep until you were home. Of course they were a big worried, but Hange knows that you’re strong and you can handle yourself. Oh and trust me if she even felt like for a second something bad happened to you she’d have a search party out looking for you in a matter of minutes.
- peck you on the cheek and tell you she loves you. Theyd also sigh and be like “FINALLY I CAN SLEEP”
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ hitch
- “and you say I stay out late!?” Hitch would say. For the past hour she’d already called all your friends, family, their friends, mutuals, basically anyone you’ve ever met in your entire life lol. Hitch has her ways. But she was just worried! You don’t normally stay out that late!
- tells you she’s glad you’re okay. :)
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ sasha
- you walk in to find Commander Erwin and an annoyed captain levi at her side. “Uhmm… whats going on…” Sasha would practically jump on you, glad you’re home. “OH MY GOD Y/N I THOUGHT SOEMTHING BAD HAPPENED SO I TOLD THE COMMANDER AND CAPTAIN TO SEND A SEARCH PARTY AND-“
- “you did what now 😀” you’d say. “I told you I’d be home a bit later Sasha.” You’d hear Levi tsk and mumble a ‘what a waste of time’ and Erwin’s just like “glad you’re safe y/n!”
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All pairings were submitted! Here are some submission notes:
Merthur:
a repeat, since only one submission had a note attached.
they are so fucking gay oh my god
Sashanne:
Same as above: a repeat, since only one submission had a note attached.
Sasha is canon bisexual and I headcanon Sasha, Anne, and Marcy Wu in a polycule. they are everything to me
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jessiexcorner · 30 days
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Heartbreak Highs. (pt. 3)
Description: Amerie, Harper, and (Y/n). The three were the best of friends until the incest map. A heartbreak high x reader. 
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Part 2:
"You sure you’ll be good? You can stay over for longer if you want,” (Y/n) says to Darren as they step out of her car and peer in through the window.
“Yeah, thanks for letting me stay, and dropping me to work.”
“Yea, no worries, see you after your shift?” (Y/n) asks, to which Darren nods. She drives off heading to Harper’s aunt’s place to hang out.
“Hey Harp” (Y/n) says with a smile entering the house. She notices a younger kid next to Harper, her little cousin, they had met a couple of times. “Hey, little star!” (Y/n) raises her hand out for a high five which the kid gladly returns.
“Did you get it?” The kid asks excitedly.
(Y/n) hums and reaches into her bag to pull out some sweets, “Don't eat them all at once your mom will get mad at me if I spoil your appetite..” She tries to warn but the kid already has taken off running to her room with the bag of junk food. “..Just so you know I'm still mad at the fish thing…” (Y/n) states.
“..I got you your favorite snacks as an ‘im sorry’ gift,” Harper says holding out the small bag of treats.
“…Okay, maybe I'm a little less upset.”
Harper laughs and pulls the girl inside the home, wrapping an arm around her neck. They head to the guest room and laze around, talking, and watching a movie together. They lay in bed watching a random film on (Y/n)’s laptop. (Y/n) feels her phone buzz and looks at it to see a notification of a message from Darren, opening it to find an image of Amerie in butchered bangs. She looks up at Harper who’s focused on the movie. She texts 'Oh my god.’ to Darren and shuts her phone, snuggling closer to the blond girl, who doesn't mind. A few minutes later she gets another text from Darren which says ‘Fixed Dora’s haircut.’ With a photo of the new hair and Amerie in a trolly, a place familiar. (Y/n) furrows her brows, sitting up a bit and texting quickly. ‘You're at the roof? I thought you wanted me to pick you up?’ She pauses to read the response. ’Yeah sorry, I asked Quinni, we’re at the roof now. We’re actually going to head to the cemetery for the party,’ ‘What..’ (Y/n) types out but then delete and replace it with an ‘oh.’ She can't really blame them, she never told the two she was close friends with Amerie before she became a Dusty-obsessed mean girl. They only knew about Harper and that she and Harp had a falling out but, now are on better terms. ‘You should come, please? It wouldn't be the same.’ (Y/n) pauses at the message. 'PLEASE COME!!1!’ Another message says. ’That was Quinni, but yes’ (Y/n) smiles a little at the text before responding with ‘okay.’
“Hey Harp, you're going to the cemetery thing yeah?”
“Yeah, why?” Harper looks over at the (h/c) hair girl.
“I wanna come.” Harper looks at her with surprise.
“Really? You never wanted to go before, but alright, if you’re sure,” She says with a smile.
At the cemetery, most teens carry a drink or smoke enjoying themselves. (Y/n) sticks close to Harper as the girl talks with Missy and Sasha, not drinking any alcohol. She looks around waiting for Darren and Quinni. “Hey, you good?” Harper asks.
“Oh, yeah, Darren said that they and Quinni were coming, I'm just keeping an eye out.” (Y/n) explains.
“Ah,” Harper nods understanding. (Y/n) notices Harper is almost done with her drink.
“Want me to get you another?” (Y/n) asks not wanting to stand around silently or awkwardly as Sasha, Missy, and Harper talk.
“If you're okay with it, sure,” Harper says noticing the fact (Y/n) was silent throughout the whole party. The (h/c) haired girl nods humming and walks to the drinks to find an unopened and untampered bottle. As she searches the cooler she notices someone standing next to her, she looks up to see the new kid.
“Hey,” He starts.
“Hi..” She responds going back to her search for the drink.
“Looking for that?” He points out a bottle that seems to be unopened.
“Oh, yeah.. Thanks,” She grabs the bottle, checking it once more.
“I'm Malakai.” He reaches out his hand.
She stands up before reaching her own hand out, “(Y/n).”
“You don’t seem like someone who comes here often,”
(Y/n) raises a brow “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Oh, no I didn't mean, it's just you seem uncomfortable around here…” Malakai tries to explain.
“… it's actually my first time at something like this.” (Y/n) admits.
“Hey, me too.” He smiles.
“Right.” She pauses, not used to talking to a lot of new people, or comfortable talking to someone she doesn't already know.
“Can I offer you a drink?”
“I don't drink.” (Y/n) declines.
“Oh, okay that’s cool.”Malakai is about to say something else when (Y/n) excuses herself.
“I have to get this to my friend,” She points in Harper’s general direction.
“Oh, uh, sure, see you around?” He asks hopefully.
(Y/n) hums but leaves immediately as soon as she gets the chance to run back to her friend’s side.
“Hey, saw you talking to the new kid,” Harper teases a bit taking the drink (Y/n) brought her.
“Hm? Oh yeah.” (Y/n) moves on by not speaking of the topic anymore.
“Well, he seemed like he wanted to talk to you, actually he still seems like he wants to talk to you,” Harper points out, (Y/n) glances at the direction of where the coolers were, and Malakai is looking at the girl and her friend. (Y/n) looks away and awkwardly shrugs. It only took another minute before sundown when Darren, Quinni, and Amerie arrive. (Y/n) spots her friends and is about to say hi, but stops when she sees Amerie. She taps Harper to let her know, who had arrived. Harper looks over and sees the group, and nods in acknowledgment. Quinni finding (Y/n) smiles and waves, which the girl returns back. Amerie on the other hand spotting her old friends wants to turn back. Malakai walks up to Amerie holding out a beer.
"Hey, cunt. My actual name's Malakai, by the way.”
“Amerie.” The girl introduces herself. (Y/n) notices the interaction and looks away focusing on her friends Darren and Quinni. Smiling, she is about to walk up to them but, Malakai seemingly wanting to cheer Amerie up, starts dancing which makes Quinni pull Amerie to the dance floor and begin dancing with her and Darren. (Y/n)’s smile falters a little, pulling back she moves away from the middle of the dance floor back to the sides. Once Amerie seems to be done having her fun with Malakai; Darren and Quinni catch up with (Y/n) and they talk about Quinni’s plan to confront Spider about the rumor and Darren’s encounter with Cash earlier that day.
“Oh really? That's so cool Quinni, it'll be hilarious!” (Y/n) hypes up her friend, encouraging her.
“Oh! I should tell Amreie too,” Quinni walks off with a smile leaving (Y/n) on her own as Darren had left to get a drink. She looks around shuffling before deciding to look for Harper. While searching she bumps into someone.
“Oh, sorry,”
“Oh hey, it's you.” Malakai smiles once more after stabilizing the both of them.
“Oh, uh, yup.” (Y/n) nods turning away.
“Hey, could I ask you something?”
“Hm?”
“Do you not like me or are you just shy?”
“..What?”
“I dunno, you just seem to avoid me, or people in general.”
“..Well, I don't exactly know you enough to not like you.”
“You could, get to know me that is. I would like to get to know you,” He says with a smile.
Oh. Well, this was… different. Not a bad thing, maybe, but strange indeed. “Oh, uh—“ (Y/n) was cut off and a bit distracted when she saw Quinni walking towards Spider to confront him about the 'Lazy kebab' rumor. Malakai glances at what caught the girl’s attention.
"Hey, Spider.” Quinni hands the guy a large blue folder, full of diagrams and images. Spider skims through with wide eyes, and makes a face.
"Yuck! What is this shit?"
"Oh. You don't like vaginas?” Quinni asks, seemingly genuine.
"No, I like vaginas.” Spider corrects her, thinking that the girl is implying something else.
Well, you clearly don't know much about them because if you have a look here…See most vaginas have very pronounced flaps, or labia, and some of them are even lopsided, where I'm assuming you got "Lazy Kebab" from, but it's very, very, normal. You wouldn't know, it's not taught in public schools much. Which is actually very— “ Quinni rambles as she points at the diagrams and pictures. People begin to notice the commotion and Spider’s reactions.
“I've seen heaps of vaginas. Thanks.” Spider says harshly shoving the folder back to the girl.
“Okay. I just assumed, on account of the fact that you were lying about seeing mine, that you were lying about seeing others too.” Quinni says calmly in her usual tone, directly insulting him and discrediting him in one sentence. The kids around snicker and laugh. (Y/n) watches with a proud smile.
"Look, of course, we didn't have sex. Why would I root a fucknut like you?” Spider retorts angrily walking away. A girl, Sasha comes up to compliment Quinni.
“That's your friend right?” Malakai asks (y/n) noticing her smile.
“Yes,"
"she’s amazing,”
“She is,” (Y/n) beams,
“You have a pretty smile,”
That makes (Y/n) pause and nervous. She was never really the best at these things. There is a reason why she was labeled as 'Fish' on the map. She turns her head away chuckling nervously, not sure how to respond. But like a knight in shining armour, Harper links her arm to hers.
“Hey, I needed to take a piss, come with me?” Harper says not paying attention to the boy. Until she notices the fidgety and shy look on her friend’s face and grins. “Am I interrupting?”
“No! I’ll come with you, bye Malakai.” (Y/n) says dragging the blond away who chuckles at her. Malakai stands where he was left with a smile watching the girls walk away.
“So, Malakai is it? Does little (Y/n) have a crush?” Harper teases.
“Why does everyone keep saying that? It's nothing, he’s just being friendly.”
“Yeah, I'm sure he’s being friendly… the ‘you have a pretty smile’ friendly.” Harper says mocking the conversation she heard earlier as she squats near the graves to pee.
“You hear that?!” (Y/n) turns to face away letting the girl piss in peace, but also a little embarrassed.
“Come on it's cute!”
“Shush— Oh shit.“
“What?”
“..Amerie.” (Y/n) says as if warning the other girl. The brown girl walks towards them both staring directly at Harper as she pees.
"Oi, can we talk?” Amerie says, eyeing (Y/n) who doesn't say anything but stays close to Harper, like a guard dog.
"Jesus. Let me finish.” Harper huffs. She pauses and continues, "Just talk until I can get going again."
"Why don't you want to be friends anymore? After everything, Harp? It's killing me. I just want to fix it. Please tell me how to fix it.”
"What happened to your hair?” Harper changes the subject.
"I cut it."
“Yourself?” Harper raises a brow.
"Yes,” Amerie says confidently, making (Y/n) scoff, Darren did her hair. Why lie?
Harper chuckles, pulling up her pants and buttoning them. "I told you not to watch those YouTube tutorials. You never listen."
"And you never talk. What happened? We were fine up until the festival.” Amerie says desperately wanting to get closer, only to have (Y/n) step in a bit, protectively. "I went to your house and you weren’t—“
“Why did you go to my house?"
"You weren't talking to me—“
"So you stalked my house and harassed my dad?"
"I didn't harass your dad,” Amerie says lightly.
"That is such the typical psycho thing for you to do."
"You're the psycho. You ruined my life."
"Ruined your life? All this sh*t, Amerie, the map, your stupid fucking crush on Dusty, do you not understand how unimportant it all is? You're a child.” Harper snaps.
"That's not a reason to dump me. What's happened to you? Harper. I just want to move on.” Amerie says softly.
"And I don't want you in my life anymore,” Harper says harshly, tugging (Y/n) along with her.
“Since when did you replace me with (Y/n),” Amerie retorts in a last-ditch effort.
“I didn’t do shit. Unlike you, she’s actually my friend.” Harper defends (Y/n) while hurting Amerie in the process. Harper and (Y/n) walk away from the brown girl. (Y/n) notices the girl shaking and holding her hand gently squeezing back and letting Harper catch her breath and calm down.
“..Thanks, Harper.. you didn’t have to,”
“i did. You have always been there for me. The least I can do is be there for you too,” Harper says focusing on the way (Y/n)’s thumb rubs over her still-cracked knuckles. The two head back to the party, hand in hand.
@inkpot-winters
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@minnipe
thank you for waiting, sorry for any grammar mistakes and a short chap. <3
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sammygems · 3 months
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Things I Have Noticed/Remembered from my MCDiaries rewatch
I will be updating this as I continue my rewatch, currently everything listed is out of order, cause I've started writing this as I am on episode 64 of season 1 and I don't feel like fixing it to be in order, so sorry!
What the fuck was Garroth's "plan" he mentions to Zenix in the first episode 😭
Zenix seems to be younger then Garroth in Diaries, considering the way that Garroth talks about him, but I think in MyStreet, Zenix is either the same age or slightly older then Garroth, so far this is like, the only obvious age difference between the series (besides Travis and everyone else of course)
I forgot how entertaining Brendan's character is, he's far less annoying then I remembered
ZANE AS AN ACTUAL BAD PERSON, I LOVE HIM
I love Vylad, but I legit forgot how much he was in Diaries season 1, I thought he was in it far less
Currently at the stage of Diaries where there is no lgbt+ people, i'm very disappointed by this (we haven't even reached the queerbaiting)
KC's character is....not as bad (racist) as I was expecting, still not great though. I'm choosing to believe that KC is from Tu'lu and Maid Cafes are a thing there, and "Kawaii~Chan" is just a stage name for her work.
Y'all know how Cadenza went missing and she was actually turned into a chicken? Yeah, the way Hayden, Castor, & Laurance talk about her to Aphmau makes it sound like Cadenza is a small child. But then it turns out she's the same age, if not older, then Laurance and Aphmau.
Aphmau should've just made Joh and Hayden lovers, I'm so serious, it would make the whole Cadenza and Laurance being "close like siblings" in season 1 to I think actually being called as siblings in season 2 and in MyStreet a lot easier to understand and make a lot more sense.
Why does Kenmur have like, some sort of romance with all the girls from Meteli??? He was engaged to Sasha and is stated to have feelings for Cadenza.
I love when the episodes open from Sasha's POV, and she goes and talks to Gene and there's just no voices. I love having to pause to read what they're saying. (this point is sarcasm)
The way literally everyone reacted to learning Laurance was blind was....icky. Like, I understand Cadenza and Aphmau reacting as like "we need to find a way to bring his sight back", but the fact that it was literally EVERYONE who decided he needed to get his sight back was so weird.
I don't mind Laurance ACTUALLY getting his sight back, but I wish it was done differently. Like, personally, I'd have him like, have to wash his face with the water of the fountain of Lady Irene.
Emma & Corey, Dale & Molly, and Logan & Donna are very sweet couples.
After Zoey and KC were able to turn Cadenza back to her human form, Zoey mentions that she "recognizes Cadenza from somewhere", but I don't think this goes anywhere???? I'm assuming it was supposed to hint at like, Cadenza's backstory.
ngl, I kinda wish we got more of Zane and Kiki's relationship, I really wanna know what side of Zane Kiki actually saw.
Anyway, Kiki is currently expecting.
Nicole (my beloved) has showed up. I've decided I won't question the logic behind her iron fists being able to break bedrock, and instead say that her referencing her iron fists just made me think of Ace from One Piece and Natsu & Gajeel from Fairy Tail.
I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT NICOLE'S FOX, ROXY, AND ABOUT THE WYVERNS IN GENERAL 😭
I need to mention that in one episode (before Aphmau went to Scaleswind and learned about Lady Irene), Garroth says to Aphmau "by the seven", which I think she was hurt, but the use of "by the seven" is similar to how the same phase would be used in Game of Thrones or to how irl lots of people say "oh my god", so I'm really wondering if there were originally supposed to be 7 Divine Warriors instead of 6.
The way when Aphmau found Levin and decided to keep him and Garroth IMMEDIATLY decided he would be Levin's father figure.
The way when Laurance found out that Aphmau had a kid, his response was to play with Levin and say to Aphmau "you didn't tell me you had this little buddle of joy/energy".
That's all for now, I'll like, update when I have more to add.
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shrimpmajordomo · 5 months
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Top 5 character dynamics on d20? (Intrepid heroes seasons + side quests; so 10)
oh i love this and thank you for splitting it into the 2 groups, making it slightly more possible lol
point of clarification: the slashes are NOT being used as a shipping indication. it's just faster than using and a million times. in fact, the only one i ship is colin/deli/skarna.
Side Quests:
1- Colin/Deli/Skarna. I don't need to explain this one, I think. Everything is wrong with them and it's painful and wonderful.
2- Squing/Alexsandr. Squing ate over 2500 letters Sasha wrote. Sasha wants to play with his weirdly soft head like silly putty. Every single interaction has me in hysterics, really.
3- Evan/Jammer. EAT TRASH BEAT TRASH. FAMILY ON SIX. Jammer constantly being Evan's strongest hype man is just so great.
4- Chirp/Squak. Emily and Lou decided they wanted to be an iconic, chaotic duo, and my god they knocked it out of the park. The scene where she tells him about her wife and kids?? 100/10.
5- Lila/Jaysohn/Thorn. It was really hard to not say the whole damn party, honestly. But Thorn trying to cool-uncle parent these goddamn nightmares was incredible.
Intrepid Heroes:
1- Amethar/Caramelinda. I wrote a whole fic about their early relationship. I rotate them in my mind constantly. As complicated and painful what we know about them is, what's left unsaid is even more so. (if you just meant pc/pc dynamics, i'm sorry!)
2- Sofie/Kugrash. If I start talking about the million reasons I love them and their friendship, I'll start crying, so. Not gonna do that. But you understand.
3- Pete/Kingston. Pete seeing Kingston as an authority figure to rebel against -> father figure. Kingston not giving Epona Pete's information in the same day that he says that if it comes down to NYC or Pete, he'll pick NYC ten out of ten times. The Voxes, starting diametrically opposed and ending up family, really.
4- Saccharina/Ruby. You can be my queen or my sister, but not both. The prisoners' dilemma. Jet just died, Ruby can't let anyone else in vs Ruby representing everything Saccharina has ever wanted. 100/10 Siobhan and Emily killed me.
5- Pib/Pinocchio. Literally partners in crime. Just a pair of little dudes causing Big Chaos. Pinocchio holding Pib up to Baba Yaga and saying "where the white women at?" is canon to me.
That's a lot of Lou characters oop 😅
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vendetta-if · 1 year
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How did Viktor react to mc’s first words? I feel like dude would’ve been so excited
Viktor is sitting on the floor, the plush and bright-colored rug separating him from the hard wooden surface. His little precious baby is also sitting in front of him.
A colorful book with cartoonish pictures is splayed open in front of the two of them. It’s a simple children vocabulary book that Cara handed down to him now that Ash doesn’t need it anymore.
The parenting guidebook he read says that just constantly talking to your baby and spending some time everyday reading out children book for them will really help them in developing their cognitive development. So, that’s what he’s been doing religiously for months now ever since his precious Sasha was born.
He doesn’t know whether it’s just him, but speaking to his baby, even if they might not understand him and just respond by babbling, actually feels kinda therapeutic for him. He’ll never get tired of hearing those adorable babbles; it always makes his day slightly better.
His musings are cut off by the very same babble. Sasha claps their chubby hands excitedly as they see the picture of cats and kittens on the book. Viktor smiles before turning the page after making sure Sasha already has their fill of the cats and kittens pictures.
The next page is “D” for the word “Daddy”. So, Viktor reads it out to Sasha, repeating it a few times and pronouncing it slowly and clearly. Sasha looks at the pictures of dads and their children intently, their face serious.
Furrowing his brows in concern, he asks, “Um… Sasha? Are you okay, baby?”
“Da…” Sasha says quietly.
Viktor bends down even lower and leans in to listen more clearly. “What’s that? Are you hungry?”
“Da-da!” Sasha exclaims excitedly, turning to face him with a bright smile on their face. “Da-da!” they giggle again, pointing in Viktor’s direction.
Viktor sits there, blinking as he is stunned. And then it dawns on him that it’s his baby’s first word! He beams and his heart is soaring with joy and other strong emotions. He feels his eyes tear up a bit.
In a fell swoop, he takes little Sasha in his arms and hugs them, rubbing his face affectionately to their little one. Sasha squeals and giggles and squirms in his hold.
Oh my God! He should commemorate this moment. Still holding Sasha, he stands up and rushes to his office, marking the calendar and then grabbing his camera and his cellphone.
He returns to Sasha’s room, sets them down on the rug beside the book, and then crouches down to take some pictures. He’ll make sure to print one out to put into the photo album, marking today’s date and what it commemorates.
Flopping down onto the rug beside Sasha, he flips open his cellphone and calls Cara. Sasha grabs the open book and crawls on top of his lap before settling down and starts to turn the pages themself.
After a few beeps, Cara finally answers, “Hiya Viktor. What’s up?”
“Oh my God, Cara!” He can’t contain the excitement in his voice.
But it seems Cara misinterprets it. “What happened?” she asks urgently.
“It’s Sasha. They just said their very first word!”
Cara sighs in relief before chuckling, “Congrats! What did they say?”
“They said… They said, ‘Da-da’!” Viktor’s voice trembles a bit from the overwhelming emotions swelling inside of him.
“Aww! That’s soo cute! I think Ash’s was either ‘No’ or ‘Uh-oh’.”
Viktor barks out a laugh at that. “This is a special day! Tell you what, we’re having an impromptu dinner party at my apartment tonight if you and Luka are not busy. Bring Ash along too!”
“That sounds like a great idea! I’m free today and so does Luka, I think… Well, I’ll talk to him since I’m going to meet him anyway soon.”
“Awesome. I’ll see you guys tonight, then!” Viktor says before hanging up.
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so-many-fandoms-here · 3 months
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(English isn’t my first language so feel free to correct any mistake you notice.)
• Characters: Levi Ackerman, fem!Reader
• Genre: fluff
• Warnings: none. Just a funny little idea I got in the shower. Not as depressing as usual 🫶🏻
An Useful Skill
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The nicest days were the ones no one had to fight for their lives. Even the survey corps had their days off which were often used to visit family or go to town. Since no one waited for you, you chose the latter and together with Hanji, Levi, Erwin and a few other comrades who weren’t that lucky to have someone to visit you made your way to pretend to be normal for a few hours.
With a smile you gave your horse into the care of a nice old man with an impressively long, white beard. „So“, Hanji spoke. „Any particular plans?“ You just shook your heard before looking over to Levi who had his usual stoic expression. „Trying to not get migraines from your voice“, he mumbled, giving Hanji an annoyed glance. „Charming as always“, they responded, rolling their eyes even though their just as amused as you.
Your eyes wandered to the sight in front of you again, watching Eren, Armin and Mikasa who walked a few feet in front of you. It was the first day off since the new recruits started at the regiment. The other recruits already flew out, doing whatever kids in their age did.
„Im going this way“, Erwin stated after a while. „I need to get a few things. Keep an eye on Eren, Levi.“
Levi shot an irritated glance at the commander, obviously not thrilled by this order. „It’s my day off!“, he said rather angry. Erwin sighed, smelling the upcoming argument he can’t avoid, and turned around again. „Yes. But he’s under your care“, he remembered, making Levi raising his eyebrows. „What, can’t clean up after my fucking pet?“
You turned to Hanji just to witness that they had difficulties to control their laughters too.
„If your pet can turn into a titan, then I‘m afraid not.“ Erwin stated calmly which made Levi even more pissed. „And what am I supposed to do without an odm gear?“ Levi pointed down his white button down shirt which was stuffed neatly into his black pants. „Without that I am just as useful against a titan as the military police is.“
That was the point where you couldn’t keep quiet anymore and Hanji and you bursted out laughing, earning an annoyed glance from your husband. As he turned around again, Erwin was already walking away. „I trust you, Levi“, he says with a wave before disappearing behind a corner. „Oh my god“, Levi mumbled while pinching the bridge of his nose. Then he looked to the kids. Armin and Eren were caught up in a conversation, which Mikasa followed quietly. „Those brats better behave.“
Luckily they did. To be honest, it was a rather pleasant day. Since Jean went with Sasha and Connie there wasn’t any danger of another stupid argument coming up between him and Eren so everything was really peaceful.
At one point you came to a story that sold clothing, mostly dresses and even though everything seemed really expensive you just couldn’t bring yourself to walk past it. So you went inside to look around. Dreaming is free after all.
You stepped inside a heaven made of cloth and lace. Everywhere you looked was a dress, more beautiful that the other. You walked your rounds through the cinnamon scented store, always coming back to that one dress.
It had a white blouse, the sleeves puffy at the shoulders. The crimson red skirt fell to the middle of the dolls shinbone and on top it wore a little jacket in the same red. Next to the doll was a pile with the same dresses, neatly folded.
Levi looked through the rather big store for you while folding a button down shirt he found and bought. It was the cheapest thing in the whole store but still shitty expensive. Since the material was really good, he figured it would be okay to spoil himself one time with a decent shirt.
He found you standing in front of the puppet with the dress. The way your (e/c) eyes sparkled told him how much you liked it. „Found something?“, he asked as he stepped beside you, slightly touching your back before pulling his hand back. A small gesture others wouldn’t even notice, but meant the world for you since Levi wasn‘t really someone who showed affection in public, but tried anyway since he knew how much it meant to you.
„Oh no“, you said with a rather sad laugh. „It’s way too expensive.“ Levi followed your eyes who were looking at the price tag now, causing him to raise his eyebrows at this ridiculous price.
„You’d look beautiful in it“, he reassured you, managing to still make you blush after all those years.
Levi knew damn well that it embarrassed you to admit that you were disappointed over something so insignificant like a dress. You tend to forget that just because you’re a soldier, you can have normal wishes like a pretty dress and that you can be disappointed over something other people would be.
You shook your head to get rid of the imagination of you inside this dress. „Well, I don’t need anything from here. How about we eat something? There is a nice looking café.“
Levi seemed like he snapped out of his thoughts when he looked at you. „That’s a nice idea. Go ahead, I’ll be there in a second.“ You didn’t thought further about it, which may have been a mistake, and went out of the store to walk to the building on the other side of the street. Eren, Armin and Mikasa followed you. Hanji tried to too, but Levi held them by the wrist, stopping them in their movement. „Do me a favor, four eyes.“
„Well if you ask that nicely“, Hanji laughed, irony painting their statement. „What can I do for you, shorty?“
Levi ignored the nickname and pulled them down to him, so Hanji would hear his whispering. „Distract the shop keeper.“
Hanji frowned at him. „Why?“ „Just do it!“, he hissed before letting the collar of their shirt go.
Hanji thought about it for a second, keeping eye contact to the man but eventually just shrugged their shoulders and turned around to walk up to the Lady, who seemed to be the owner.
With a quick glance around to make sure no one was there, he walked back to the corner of the shop where you saw the dress. He looked at the sizes and with skilled hands he grabbed one of the dresses and one of the jackets, folded it really quick and shoved it underneath the shirt he wore. To be safe he closed the buttons of the jacket too, hoping it wouldn’t be so obvious that he just shoved a whole dress underneath his clothes.
He walked back to the entrance, looking at Hanji, the unbeaten winner of chewing ears off, to sign them he’s done. Luckily the woman had turned her back to the door, so Levi was able to leave without her even noticing him.
You were standing in front of the café, chatting with the others and chewing on a bagel when Levi made his way to you.
Your smile faded and you squeezed your eyes as you looked at him, sensing that something was off. You knew your husband. When Hanji almost stormed out of the shop, you knew that there wasn’t just something off, there was something terribly wrong.
„It’s time to go brats“, Levi announced. „We’re supposed to be back by sunset.“
You cocked your eyebrows at him and his suddenly messy outfit. „Levi?“, you whispered as you walked beside him but he shushed you. Even Hanji avoided your gaze.
The whole way back to the headquarters you could just guess what happened, and you really hoped you interpreted Levi’s sudden belly he didn’t had when you arrived wrong.
You didn’t even let them take care of the horses. Instead you instantly dragged Levi and Hanji with you inside the building and to Levis office.
„Don’t tell me you-“ you started when you closed the door but got interrupted by Levi. „You know that I have been stealing a lot in the underground.“
That confirmed your guess, but even though your tried to be mad at him, you couldn’t stop the smile that rose in your face.
„It’s an useful skill you’ll never un-learn. Do the math“, he said while opening up his jacket. Hanji leaned with a big grin against the door, only realizing why exactly they had to distract the owner.
„Levi!“, you tried to scold him, but failed since the smile in your face caused that not even you could take yourself seriously. „Go ahead and try it on“, he mumbled while pulling the folded dress out of his own clothing, handing it to you.
Your eyes darted to Hanji who stood silently in the corner. „You knew?“ They raised their hands with an excusing expression. „He just told me to distract the owner.“
Eyes jumping back to Levi you gave up to try to look angry, making room for a soft smile on your face. „Levi.“
„Your eyes sparkled“, he mumbled almost too quiet for you to hear, but he quickly switched to his usual behavior again. „Now try it on, brat!“
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(AoT/Genshin Impact) Hange, Mikasa, Sasha, Eula, Lumine, and Hu Tao with an S/O who's cold
No one requested this, it is FREEZING. I can't even make a joke about wanting to be warmed by them it's SO COLD.
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Hange hears the sound of the bed constantly shifting as they're busy looking over their research papers.
Looking up from the desk, they noticed S/O was shivering.
(Hange) "Geez, you alright there?"
(S/O) "It's freezing in here...!"
(Hange) "Well, duh! It's snowing outside, that's how weather works."
S/O glared at Hange, who only gave a smile in return.
(Hange) "What's with that look?"
(S/O) sigh "Nothing..."
Hange went back to their papers as S/O tried to bundle up.
Only for them to slam their hands on the desk, startling S/O as Hange's eyes widened with an idea.
(Hange) "I'LL BE BACK!"
(S/O) "Oh god..."
Hange ran out the room before S/O had time to ask what their terrible idea was.
S/O sat upright and watched the door, only hearing distant footsteps quickly run and fade away.
Only for those same footsteps to come running back in, Hange almost kicking their own door down.
(Hange) "Fear not, dearest! I have the cure to your coldness!"
Hange held second blanket in their hands, which they immediately tossed onto S/O.
(S/O) "Where did you get this?"
(Hange) "I asked to borrow a blanket, and they said sure."
(S/O) "But...that was only a couple seconds, who did you-"
(Eren's Voice) "H-Hange?! Why did you-!"
(Hange) "It's fine, grab another from Levi!"
(Levi's Voice) "Try it, and I'm tossing you out that window."
(Hange) "...Okay, nevermind!"
S/O sighed again, getting up from their bed reluctantly as they took the sheet with them.
(S/O) "We're not taking Eren's blanket."
(Hange) "Okay, okay."
Hange grabbed Eren's blanket and opened the door.
(Hange) "CATCH!"
Hange winded up their arm and tossed it with all their might down the hall, S/O only hearing Eren grunt.
(Eren's Voice) "Thank you, S/O!"
(S/O) "Sorry about that."
(Levi's Voice) "Get Four-Eyes to bed before I kick both your asses."
(Hange) "Yeah yeah, whatever short-stack!"
Hange closed the door and turned to a less than amused S/O.
(Hange) "Don't worry, I have a Plan B!"
(S/O) "Plan B-GYAH!?"
Hange suddenly swept S/O off their feet before putting them onto bed.
Hange kicked off their boots and switched into more comfortable clothes, S/O politely turning away as they did so.
Hange plopped down next to them and held them close as if they were a plushie.
(Hange) "This is Plan B. What do you think?"
(S/O) "...Did you just go through all that just to have an excuse to cuddle?''
(Hange) "Oh, perish the thought! Your beloved Hange has so much work to do researching, but I can't neglect my poor freezing-"
(S/O) "Hah, okay I get it."
S/O relaxed into Hange as they took a deep breath.
(S/O) "I love you, Hange."
Hange just hummed in content, turning off the lights before finally settling down for the night.
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Mikasa sees S/O's breath as they're walking together back home.
(S/O) "M-Man, it's cold out tonight..."
(Mikasa) "Do you need my jacket?"
(S/O) "No, I'm good. Your scarf keeping you warm?"
Mikasa nodded in reply, not saying much else.
As they continued walking, her eye glanced over to them and saw S/O slightly shiver.
Averting her gaze as a slight blush overtook the color of her cheeks, she wrapped one arm around S/O and got even closer to them.
(Mikasa) "I'll make you something warm to drink when we get back."
(S/O) "Thanks, Mikasa."
Making eye contact with S/O and seeing their smile made her heart skip a beat.
She quickly looked away, but couldn't fight back the smile forming on her own lips.
Upon arriving back to their home, Mikasa made the two of them warm tea before changing into something warmer and going to bed.
The two laid in comfortable silence as Mikasa inched closer and closer to them.
(S/O) "...You don't have to be shy, Mikasa."
(Mikasa) "I...I know, but-"
S/O wrapped their arms around her, letting her head rest on their chest.
She went stiff for a moment before easing up and accepting their affection.
(Mikasa) "...Are, you warmer now?"
(S/O) "Much warmer."
Nothing else needing to be said, the two of them drifted off peacefully.
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S/O groggily woke up from their sleep upon realizing how cold they were.
S/O trembled from the lack of warmth and reached for the blanket on the-
...Where's the blanket?
S/O rolled over to Sasha who was comfortably snoring away, hogging the entire blanket.
S/O sighed.
This was not the first, nor the last time Sasha would steal their blanket.
(S/O) "You're going to make me freeze to death, Sasha..."
Though they said it aloud, they didn't expect her to actually respond, considering.
They tried to tug the blanket away from her, only for Sasha to tighten her grip on it, making it not budge an inch.
S/O shook their head. They'd have a better chance fist-fighting a titan than getting Sasha to relinquish her hold on their blanket.
(S/O) "Ugh, how am I gonna-"
(Sasha) "BOO!"
S/O yelped in surprise as they leapt back, Sasha laughing in response.
(Sasha) "Did I getcha?"
(S/O) "What the hell, how long were you awake?!"
(Sasha) yawn "A little bit ago. I was about to fall asleep again before I heard you talk."
(S/O) "So your death grip on that blanket was-"
(Sasha) "Hang on, just a sec!"
Sasha wrapped the blanket around S/O before snuggling up to S/O as she made sure the blankets wrapped both of them up tightly.
(Sasha) "Perfect."
(S/O) "It feels nice but...what about your snoring?"
(Sasha) "You either freeze to death, or suck it up."
(S/O) "Psh."
Both of them chuckled lightly before quickly falling back asleep and being much warmer this time around.
...In the morning however, Sasha did have most of the blanket on her side still.
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Eula saw how much S/O was struggling against the cold in her house, using both their arms in a futile attempt to warm themselves.
(Eula) "Is it too cold for you here, S/O?"
(S/O) "Archons, Eula! How do you sleep here?!"
(Eula) "Are you questioning my home choice?"
(S/O) "More questioning the temperature choice! I know you go to Dragonspine a lot so it doesn't affect you, but this is ridiculous!"
(Eula) "It does not bother me, however-"
Eula brought S/O upstairs and she went into her closet, bringing out a jacket for them.
Before they could protest or suggest something else, Eula gently wrapped it around S/O and sat them down on her bed.
(Eula) "There. But do know, this transgression of coming to my home unprepared will go not go unpunished."
(S/O) "Whew, much better...And what would that be?"
(Eula) "You have to spend the night here."
(S/O) "Hah, your cruelty sure knows no bounds, Eula."
With a smile, Eula gives them a peck on the cheek.
(Eula) "I will make us dinner. Take care not to freeze in the meantime."
She took a second to admire S/O in her coat. It looked...cute.
Keeping those thoughts to herself, she went downstairs, knowing S/O would be comfortable.
(Eula) "...Is it really that cold in here?"
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Lumine brought S/O into her teapot to avoid the blistering cold.
Entering the house, she had them sit down near the stove as she began flipping through a recipe book.
(Lumine) "Tea, Dango, Pizza, Chicken, Burger...Where is it?!"
Lumine kept flipping through dozens of pages as S/O looked at the size of the book.
(S/O) "How much food do you know how to cook?"
(Lumine) "Honestly, it's pretty small. I've only got recipes from Mondstadt, Liyue, Inazuma, and Sumeru. I'd like to know more, but I haven't exactly travelled through all of Tevyat yet."
(S/O) "I'm not sure that book can get any bigger."
(Lumine) "Nonsense, I can-OH! Found ya! Ever had Goulash before? I can make a mean bowl!"
Lumine began telling S/O of where she even finds these recipes, most of which she buys but sometimes can find it out in the wild.
Her favorite story to tell that weirds S/O out to no end is when she opens a treasure chest and all sorts of loot literally flies out.
Some of which includes raw meat, for whatever reason.
When she was finished, she brought them a nice hot bowl of Goulash which instantly warmed them up.
(S/O) "Wow, you weren't kidding, this is great!"
(Lumine) "Now, let's get to bed as well. That only lasts for 900 seconds and you'll be cold again."
(S/O) "That's...oddly specific."
(Lumine) "Personal experience, trust me. It runs out at the worst times."
Getting into bed, Lumine and S/O bundled up with several blankets before continuing to make small talk before falling asleep.
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Hu Tao didn't get cold easily thanks to her Vision, and was quick to help S/O as they felt the cold breeze that night.
Hu Tao extended her arms outwards for S/O to leap into.
(Hu Tao) "I got you, S/O!"
(S/O) "No thanks."
(Hu Tao) "Whaa? Why not?"
S/O crossed their arms and raised an eyebrow, obviously not falling for whatever antic she had in mind.
(S/O) "The last time I was cold, you put an ice cube down my back."
(Hu Tao) "Oh come on, that was a while ago!"
(S/O) "That was last week-"
(Hu Tao) "Bah, semantics! You can trust your girlfriend this time!"
(S/O) "I trust you when it comes to these things as far as I can throw you!"
(Hu Tao) "...That's pretty far, actually."
S/O's shoulders slumped, accepting their fate.
(S/O) "Fine."
Hu Tao giggled as S/O embraced her, Hu Tao's arms wrapping around their waist as she warmed them up.
(Hu Tao) "See? Don't you feel better?"
(S/O) "Yeah, yeah. I do."
Hu Tao and S/O stood still hugging and just enjoying the affection they were giving one another.
(Hu Tao) "You gonna let go?"
(S/O) "Are you?"
(Hu Tao) "Nope!~"
(S/O) "Hah, thought so..."
What startled S/O the most about this, was that Hu Tao didn't actually prank them this time.
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cult-of-the-eye · 5 months
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If you had to kill one archivas assistant, who would you pick?
Oh my god this is the worst question in the entire fucking world wow!!! I love all of them!!!!
But I'm gonna answer it from a potential for Angst kinda way and which one I'd find the most interesting.
Sasha
Well first things first she did die but we're ignoring that for the sake of this question
If everyone realised she died directly after the Jane Prentiss Attack i think it would eliminate the added layer of guilt of not noticing her being taken by the Not Them and maybe allow them each to grieve a bit more? I think if they were smacked in the face with Sasha's death, then they could communally grieve before Tim got massively resentful and maybe Jon would be distracted by the grief to fall into his paranoia as intensely and actually try to support Tim instead. I guess it's a sad world where we're choosing between one type of death for Sasha and another but here we are.
Tim:
I know that hes gonna die but I haven't gotten there yet so I'm gonna imagine what would happen if he died in the Jane Prentiss Attack instead of Sasha. Sasha wouldn't have the same resentment and fury that Tim has, I feel like she'd would be determined to avenge Tim, I think she'd be a better protagonist than Jon, which would cause him extra Jon Guilt cause he'd be like why am I the leader of this whole thing Sasha would've been so much better than meeee and Sasha would eventually be like yeah bitch get out of my way. Sasha being alive would actually solve so many problems like actually. RIP Tim though, everyone would mourn his bisexual ass. Jon and Martin would grieve him normally and Sasha might make them go to therapy/talk to someone about it.
Martin:
If he died during the Prentiss Attack, he'd come back as a ghost. There's no other option, that's just what has to happen. Maybe it would be a chance for slight humour, cause Jon resolutely believed he's hallucinating for an embarrassingly long time before Martin's like nah bro...im a ghost. And he keeps Martin's reappearance to himself cause he wants something good for himself that no one can take away and they get closer and fall in love and everything but there's the added angst that he's a literal fucking ghost. The whole Peter Lukas arc is him slowly fading away as a ghost and Jon nearly kills himself to bring him back. In the end he does stab himself but he feels Martin push the knife in when he dies and he dies knowing that he'll join him.
Or alternatively, he's just gone. Jon would spiral with guilt and anxiety knowing that his last conversation with him doesn't excuse his poor treatment of him and that he died getting cut off from the others in the tunnels, he died scared and alone and worse, he died with the little bit of hope that things might get better. Tim and Sasha would both be devastated, they'd stare out at his empty desk and lash out with anger and fear and cry but in the end at least have each other to lean on. But Jon would be alone in his office with no one to give him tea. His physical health spirals and everyone's worried about him, the way Sasha and Tim have stuck together makes him even more paranoid that they somehow killed Gertrude together and no matter how soft with him they are, he still barrells towards the end with an even stronger need to martyr himself. It's bleak guys. My man is not ok.
So I guess if I could kill one of them off, I'd probably go for Tim's death cause Sasha being a better horror protagonist than Jon is actually so funny to me I think that would be so interesting but Ghost!Martin as a close second cause that would actually add so much depth.
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