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urcrybby24 · 2 years ago

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Look. At. Me. (Eren Yeager x Black!Reader)

Notes: Soo this is set when Eren went rouge. It’s set up where there is quite a bit more down time from when he went route to when he touched zeke. Eren is hiding out in the underground city. The reader is a relatively shy black woman with long locks. She has sheep ears and a sheep tail. Don’t ask, I do what I want. Let’s all pretend the world doesn’t attack the island because of the threat of the rumbling. I’m too old for heavy angst. Let’s also say there’s black people on the island but not a lot. I listened to the slowed versions of these songs: What’s wrong, scared? Help urself by Ezekiel, After Dark by Mr.Kitty, In Heat by Hentai Xander, and Desire by Meg Myers.

Tags: smut, smut, smut, Anal, Anal Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Hair Pulling, Heavy Verbal Degradation, Dub Con, Crying, Humiliation, Fear Play, Power Play, Chasing, Choking, Collar, V Mild Pet Play, Dom Eren, Dacryphilia, f receiving oral, slight dumbification, vivid depiction of fear, Eren is scary and you’re v turned on by that but don’t want to admit it, You also have trouble with eye contact, Eren calls you stupid and dumb, it’s not that bad but it is intense for you, You very much won’t Eren but don’t want to admit it, you are autistic coded

Word count: 11k (buckle up 🥴)

This wasn’t happening, this wasn’t happening. You didn’t think you’d be the one to think something so cliché. After all, you’d pretty much seen it all. Through bodies upon bodies, betrayal, giant monsters and carnage, but you were deeply regretting “investigating” Eren on your own. You weren’t on anyones side for your plan really, you just wanted Eren back. You just wanted all your friends to be OK. For Mikasa, Armin and you all to get along again. That was so important to you, to fix something that mattered among this madness. You never believed for a moment that Eren hated Armin or Mikasa. Eren was past his last straw and using last resorts to protect us, whether we liked it or not.

But now you were desperately trying to escape Eren. He’d spotted you before you could find him in the underground city. It was almost like he hadn’t just spotted you. It was like he knew where you were the second you steeped foot in the city. Which was insane. It’s not like you were terribly noticeable. You kept most of your skin covered by a large dirty cloak you found here. You were also fairly short but wanted to hide your curves. It would be strange down here since most were starving. Then again, this was also just your natural body type. You didn’t really eat more or less than others in the military on the surface.

Oh how you wished you could go back in time. Before you were caught, you were walking in some of the city’s alleyways staying hidden in darkness and in crowds when you could. You were actually about to wind down for the day. You had no idea if it was night or day but you’re body was telling you it was time to rest. You were about to check one more place. Surprisingly, you had gotten used to the smell here, after 64 hours of wandering. That made you feel more comfortable. A persons smells was quite noticeable here and would make you stand out even more. You were the best at things like this, staying hidden. It actually made you feel more comfortable to be an observer, too many eyes on you and you couldn’t help but to tense up. You were never sure why.

You even helped a few people here when you could. When you were sure it wouldn’t draw attention to you. You knew what it was like to not eat. You walked down one ally and turned the corner giving the intersecting walls wide birth to not get stabbed by anyone. As you kept your eyes down like everyone else. Although you felt the familiar discomfort of eyes, something just nagged at you to look up towards the end of the ally.

Only for him to be standing there, looking down at you. You couldn’t help the gasp as your eyes widened into saucers. Every bit of sleepiness was chased out of you so fast it made your head pulse with pain. As soon as you saw his eyes, the dead conviction. Fear spiked up. He spoke in that deep slightly whispery tone.

“Looking for me?”

It wasn’t a question. You turn and bolt. You ran. ran. And ran. He wouldn’t care about hurting you even if there were people around. In all technicalities, these people didn’t matter to him and neither did the people he used to hold close. You…didn’t actually see Eren since Marley. You just heard what Armin told you he did and said to him and Mikasa. You didn’t think you’d be scared of him. You didn’t realize how committed he was to pushed all of you away.

Eren was strong and people often didn’t give him enough credit for his brains, he could read people quite well. It was obvious from speaking with him since you all were cadets and how he talked about others. You needed to focus. This wasn’t a game like your body seemed to think. You ignored your body and pretended like you weren’t anything less than sick in the head. You supposed war made most, if not all, crazy but this was…You tried not to panic because you couldn’t fall. No, you…you wouldn’t fall.

You ran keeping to the balls of your feet so you could weave about the people milling about. But you could still feel his presence right on your ass. How was he keeping up with you? If you hadn’t been so focused on not falling, your tail would be tucking itself between your legs.

You seemed to have ran into an abandoned part of the cavelike city. It was a bit darker and made up of a maze of dirt walls and empty dilapidated buildings. As your heart pounded like a horse you wondered if he ran you to this place on purpose. You wouldn’t put it past him.

The panic started to spark in your belly when you found somewhere to hide in a building. A closet on its side with rotting wood. Disbelief coursed through you like a wild fire when you heard the door to the house you were in open not even minutes later.

You managed to slip past him but not without earning three burning scratch marks to your side when he tried to grab you mid stride. That was no easy feat, it should have been near impossible with how fast you were moving but his skills were off the charts. You ran once again ended up in a system of dirt walls of sorts now it was actually a maze. The ceiling was lower here. This was the worst possible outcome. Your mind scrambled to think of a way to weasel yourself out of Eren’s hold.

Your breaths were coming quicker now. Your options were running out but you kept it together enough so your chest wasn’t heaving. If you fully gave yourself to panic you’d trip and fall. There was still light here, dim as it was. Your steps sounded so loud here. You’d gotten used to the high ceilings in the main city before you realized it, but you could still hear his footsteps behind you. Hell, if his footsteps are silent, you’d feel his presence. It was so large. It was as if he was in his titan form. Even though logically you knew he wasn’t as close as you made him out to be, his steps didn’t sound so close, but your back felt so vulnerable.

As if he could simply reach out and grab your tunic. All you wanted to do was hide under a bed. You had to concentrate for as long as you could if you hoped to get away.

You wanted to risk a glance behind you to gauge your next moves but you couldn’t even turn halfway.

You saw his eyes right next to yours. He closed the distance between you two in just a few seconds. He was fucking with you. He could’ve caught you. Your blood immediately turned cold. Not cold enough to stop your reflexes.

Eren swung a fist at you and you dodged. He rushed you and took more swings but you made sure none of them landed. Each swing came the rush of wind with them. He was fast. You were desperate though. If he even landed one hit on you… It didn’t even have to be a good one. You’d be incapacitated. Now you could certainly take a punch but Eren was a heavy hitter. There was a lot of weight behind his fist. It had been quite a while since you two spared, but hand to hand was Eren’s specialty. You had no plans on challenging him on his home turf. You didn’t even bother to counter seriously. You flipped back quickly, doing a back walkover. Kicking out one of your legs, you only felt the tip of your shoe graze one of his fists. Just using the threat of your legs to encourage him to stop attacking.

As you gained much needed distance, you ran again. You sensed a tunnel coming up by the sound of echoing steps. That wasn’t good. That would be the worst place to be in an already bad situation. You turned, maybe a miracle would happen and you could slip past him again. You’d have to circle around the walls to…to… Your thought ground to a halt in fear. Fuck. You start to tunnel vision.

Eren stood in front of you. Just…looking down at you. He was too close now. You wouldn’t be able to round him. He tilted his head looking at you down his nose.

“You can keep running. There’s a dead end up ahead. You should circle around to give yourself an opening.”

His words made your head pound. That was… too on the nose. Oh…oh god… why couldn’t you move?? Instincts be damned. Move. Move. Move. Move. H-holy shit, what the fuck. When you looked in his eyes. You saw something terrible. It felt like the primal unease when one stand atop a really tall building. You cursed primitive ancestors that thought freezing up was justifiable in survival. That wasn’t the current case for you. You had to run. Fear just wouldn’t let… After a few seconds, he just put his hands in his pockets.

Your lungs started to burn but you couldn’t force yourself to breathe. Please, move. Please, move. Please, move. Your leg flinched before managing to take a useless, small step back. Which Eren matched with a step towards you. It was in sync. As if he knew you would take it.

A century passed and you took another step back. Eren responded with another step towards you. He just looked at you with those eyes. It was driving you insane. You wanted so badly to look away, even just to breathe, but it seemed that wasn’t up to you. Such simple choices no longer belonged to you. It was up to Eren to release you from this awful eye contact. He held you fast in this tension.

This was extremely dangerous. He was too patient. Finally, your steps had your back reach a wall, a cruel unyielding wall. Eren reached for you then. He grabbed one of your long pigtails and dragged you up the wall, to the balls of your feet and a little further. You breathed, mercifully, but it came as choked yelp. Just as your oxygen starved lungs got relief, it felt like needles stabbed you all over half your head. Both your hands flew up to grab his wrist reflexively to relieve some of the pressure. Your eyes burn with hidden tears. The dim light cast on his face only serving to make him look more frightening. Gold light splashed across his insane green eyes. Having your head turned, you were able to break away from those terribly still eyes. Your heart dropped several times. He… Eren had already done such evil in the eyes of the world. The two of you were alone. There’s no way he wouldn’t hurt you for coming after him. No one would hear your screams here. You both were too deep in the cave. Would he believe you if he asked yo why you were looking for him? Was he already so far gone that he wouldn’t believe someone else that still believed in him?

You press your thighs together. There was nowhere to go but you try to lean away from him on the wall as he leaned closer to you. You only pull your hair more with the motion. Your frown wobbles on your plush lips. You try to banish the thought but it came through anyway. He smelled like wood and rain.

“What did you come here for? Who sent you?”

He spoke quietly but with no softness in his voice, monotonous and in control.

You open your shaky mouth but it takes a minute before you find somewhat of a voice. You squeak.

“No one… sent me. I wanted you back with…”

You squeaked out. You could feel his eyes narrow at you. Your previous thoughts were right. He was skeptical someone still cared for him. You wanted to die, but it was foolish to think of all people Eren would give you a quick death if he thought someone was in his way. It seemed to you that he was always closer with Mikasa and Armin and he even pushed them away. Your own thought hurt you since you always really liked Eren. Maybe even loved.

Slowly, his other hand grabbed your jaw and turned your head further to the side, pulling your hair further. It seemed he was scrutinizing you further if the feeling of a hole being bore in you was any indication. You wince and squirm against his hand, trying to find purchase against the wall with your feet. You heard dust and dirt scrape up and fall at your flailing. You bent your legs over and over, they kept sliding down making the pain in your head worse and better as you slid about in his grip. He spoke slowly, almost like he was in disbelief. You think his face remained neutral but his eyebrows drew in.

“What’s… with the red in your skin..? That’s not from running.”

Your heart stopped pounding and dropped. Fuck! Fuck! In your head, you cursed and spat at your bodily functions for giving you away. What would he think? Would he take this as an insult and hurt you more than he was already going to? You thought about denying it but…you couldn’t hide the shame in your face. You knew he was good at reading people but you didn’t expect…

You tried grounding yourself with the pain in your head and squeeze your eyes shut to hide whatever he would see in your reaction but you felt the red crawl further across your face at mention of it.

You swallow and instantly regret it. He could probably feel your throat move in his hand. Your ears fall with your shame. Slowly, you opened your eyes. Your head was fixed in its position by his hand you could only barely see him in your peripheral. You whisper.

“It’s…a fever… I couldn’t, sleep while trying to track you down.”

Mixing the truth with the lie was always the best way to lie but a humorless laugh shook him. He didn’t sound convinced, seeing right through you. Something that would become a theme. You pressed your lips together in a frown. Your breath came shaky now. You chanted in your head. Your heart pounding 6 times for each chant. ‘Don’t say it. Don’t say it. Don’t say it. Don’t say it. Don’t…Don’t say it, please.’ He finishes laughing and says it incredulous.

“You’re, you can’t be turned on right now.”

You wanted to hide your reaction to prove him wrong and hide things in you. Like how you used to have your heats, the way you liked to be fucked and your interests, like you always did, but you couldn’t help it. You were caught completely off guard being read for your filth here of all places by him of all people. Your legs stopped struggling against the wall. Silence dragged between you two. You said nothing. What could you say? You couldn’t bring yourself to care about the silence though. You were too busy wanting to vanish into thin air leaving him confused by such an amazing magic trick and you ending up anywhere but right here right now, in this situation. The hands that held his wrist started to shake. You shut your eyes as if this would help that vanishing trick dream come true.

“You’re skin is dark but I know what that face means. What? Did you think I wouldn’t see it? The light down here is golden and the red shows up well in your skin.”

You tried to cringe further away from him as he drew closer to one of your fluffy ears. Oh god no. He wasn’t going to whisper was he…? There wasn’t any fur on the inside of your ear. His warm breath brushed up on the skin there. You could feel every breath he took against the sensitive skin on the inside of your ear. Your sensitivity was definitely rising… You…you thought you stopped having heats completely, what was happening? You stopped breathing again as your mind was seized by way too many overwhelming feelings.

“You would be a halfway decent liar if I couldn’t see that face. Your formula was perfect but the execution…”

The leveling pain in your head started to lessen and you got confused until your body started to lower. O-oh he was letting you d-

A yelp got caught in your thorat and you relized he’d raised his knee in between your legs before leading you down. Your body was being lowered onto his leg.

“Is god awful.”

Your ear flickered involuntarily with the sound of his warm whispers inside it. You were glad your voice caught, you did not want him to hear that sound in its full. This was embarrassing enough and you didn’t want to give him that. Still you were caught off guard enough to not be able to stamp your noise completely. He still has a grip in your hair and jaw. Your tail was flickering quickly from side to side on the wall. You quietly gasp since your heart was thundering for a slightly different reason now. Eren was still terrifying, maybe even more so now, but he’d pulled your attention to something you’d tried to ignore.

You tried not to but you couldn’t help squirming, not having much but his leg to balance on now that the pull in your hair was gone. You let go of his wrist and your hands grasped at the wall behind you. You were determined not to put your hands on him for any support. As you squirmed and your crotch ground on his leg. His leg felt so warm against your lips. You could felt his leg was cut with muscle. The angle became awkward in some places with your squirming and hurt at times on such a sensitive place but that only seemed to spur you on. You were glad your hood completely covered your clit but you could feel your…n-no you, you weren’t feeling good. He, he wasn’t besting you.

You managed to keep most of your most pathetic whimpers inside you. Your eyes darted around. You tried to look anywhere but Eren’s face now that your arms weren’t in the way of your line of sight when you held his wrist, it was hard. You could feel the pressure of him looking at you. You knew if your eyes caught his, you wouldn’t be able to look away again. You knew your body well. You knew what would happen to the thoughts you were barely keeping at bay. Those thoughts were threatening to burst if you didn’t keep fighting it. You couldn’t handle being locked in his eyes again, you’d break for sure.

He watched you struggling on his toned thigh and you tried your best to believe his pants and your skirt were too thick for him to feel how wet you’d gotten just from this. Was he planning on waiting you out? What was the last thing he said? Was it a question? It’s was getting a tiny bit harder to concentrate. This was fine, you could handle this. Your mind pitted against his own that’s all. Eren wasn’t Armin. Eren was stronger than you but you could outlast him in mind games. You would.

You pushed your lips together further as saliva was producing in your mouth. Just as your heart finally began to slow, just as you were convincing yourself that this was childsplay and you were bored, your heart jumped up as his hand slid down from your jaw to your throat just under your chin. You wanted to sigh and melt into him with how warm his fingers felt. He wasn’t choking you but with the tension he may as well have.

“If you think this is all I’m going to do to you, you must be incredibly stupid.”

He took a breath and looked you over slowly from head to toe. It was as if he was assessing what the required work would be for a new long project.

“Let’s see…”

He squeezed the sides of your neck then released, squeeze then released. He kept doing this as he spoke. How did, how the fuck did Eren know how to properly choke someone for pleasure?

“Judging by the way you walk and fight, you probably have sensitive and weak spots mostly on your legs.”

Squeeze, release. Squeeze, release. You breathed in deep each time he released, savoring the air, as if his hand would latch on your neck and not release. squeeze release. Oh, oh god. You were getting tired of wondering how he knew these things. You felt like you could make out the spirals of fingerprints on the rough pads of his fingers. His smell felt like you could get high off it. Your pupils were no doubt blown the fuck out.

“And maybe…”

He looked off to the side and thought. The shadows of the cave followed the tilt of his head.

“Your pinky…?”

A whimper accidentally left your throat. How closely has he been watching you all this time? Squeeze release. Squeeze release.

Even if you hid your reactions in your face, which you didn’t, he felt your pulse racing in his fingers. Once again you thought. How could he know such a thing? He had to be joking. Surely that wasn’t the sort of thing you could find out by just watching someone.

His hand in your hair unwrapped itself before slipping up your skirt. You made a small gasp and you turn- fuck, you met his eyes. His warm hand slid up your hot thigh and tugged down the waist band of your panties. He kept grazing the part of the front of your hip where it connected to your torso. You were a bit embarrassed to say how much pleasure he was making you feel just from this pressure point. You had to swallow against his hand on your throat or else you would start drooling.

“You look surprised but it’s simple. Your adrenalines pumping to assess the situation and respond to anything. All of your senses are heightened.”

He punctuated this by gripping your plush hip and pressed his thumb in circles on that fucking spot on your hip. Eren practically kneaded into your skin and soft body. You grit a groan back and ground your teeth together. Your eyes however fluttered. It felt so good it almost hurt the waves of sharp pleasure shooting straight to your twitching clit.

“Not to mention you’re a bitch in heat. I won’t be giving you a break.”

You were pretty sure your flush continued to spread. His grip on your throat released again and he pulled his hand from you. He grabbed your wrist from your side and before you could try to pull your hand from him he placed your pinky in between his teeth and lips. Eren then picked up one of your legs and put it around his hips to grip the back of your knee. Oh god, all of this at the same time…

Your one free hand flew to your mouth but not without releasing a pretty little moan. His eyes became lidded at that. Finally getting a mirthful sound from you he was spurred on. His fingers pressing into your hip muscle making circles in your sensitive skin and the back of your knee. His teeth nibbled on your pinky as his leg raised you higher. Fuuck, you were being attacked from all sides. You felt wince feeling your nipples harden up under you tunic. You wonder if he knew that too. Sharp surges of pleasure were shooting into your crotch from your pleasure points. It didn’t seem like any of this was hard for him at all. Why would it be? He was already so strong. All the while, he held you there with his eyes not leaving yours even as a thin line of drool spills from his mouth on your thigh. It should have grossed you out. The sight of him coupled with your merciless pleasure was ahhh…

You were definitely making noise now. You were becoming too loud for just your hand to keep them in, muffled moans started to echo terribly in the dark cave. You’re only saving grace was when he looked down at your hand like he wanted to rip it from your face. It served him right. He wouldn’t get that satisfaction. Although at this point, you wouldn’t be surprised if he grew another arm to do as he pleased.

Finally, he slowed his hands and lowered your body so your feet touched the ground but your weight was still fully dependent upon his leg. His mouth released you but he picked up your other leg to join the first and wrap his waist. Your hand slowly released your mouth as you caught your breath. You put them on the wall at your sides again for stability. Your legs squeezed his waist. Of course, for no other reason but to make sure you wouldn’t fall. His hips slowly pulled closer to your crotch, so very fucking slowly pushing and grinding against your wet vulva. He was so slow and methodical that you were confident in simply keeping your mouth shut and kept your sighs to a minimum.

You frowned and gasp as you look off to the side. Eren tilts his head as he leaned in to look at you closer showing off his jawline. You regret not keeping your mouth covered though. He cages your head with his arms and presses his chest against yours. His arms are in the way of your face so you can’t cover your mouth. There’s no room for your hands to reach your face. He leans in to bite and nibble your ear. You feel a bit silly, you just exposed yourself in the most obvious way by turning your head from him. It wasn’t even a question if your ear were sensitive.

He has to be able to feel your nipples now. They rubbed up against his chest. Your breath pickes up sped again before whimpers start coming though as he bits and tugs along the length of your ear finding the most sensitive spots. Before they can get too loud, you turn your head to pull your ear from his mouth and face him but…but that’s also a mistake. He ground his hips against you so his hard erection pressed up just right against your clit. Ohh… oh no… He saw your face head on when you moaned in the most pathetic way.

He keeps doing it, hitting your clit again and again over and over and over. He’s got you under the spell of his eyes once again. Once one moan was out you couldnt stop. How could you? Before he was teasing you by going so slowly but now the roll of his hips were deeper in their follow through. He rubbed you so well and it felt even better when you pulled him even closer with your legs. You couldn’t simply stop the way your legs kept squeezing him close.

You panic a bit when you think you’re going to cry. You don’t know how but you manage to keep everything at bay by willpower, not a single tear slips past your control but the pressure of holding back was building in your chest. You promised your body you would cry all it wanted once you were alone, so please let you get through this with some sort of dignity. All this pointed attention and pleasure on you was driving you mad. You were so embarrassed but your will to fight his power plays was stronger.

You will wavered completely though when he kissed you. Out of everything he’d done, he still caught you off guard. It was even worse when your wide surprised eyes looked into his lidded ones. He pulled away only to kiss you again as if to solidify that what just happened seconds before was real. He pressed his lips together on your bottom lip lightly sucking slowly. As if hypnotized by the movement of his lips, your eyes close. You tried to remind yourself to even try to make him follow your lead but you couldn’t try very hard, your effort only deepened the kiss. It felt like all inside your mouth had become as sensitive as the hood of your clit. He felt so damn good. You couldn’t help that thought that leaked through. He was just so patient taking his time to build up the passion.

You wanted to do something, but opening your eyes was out of the fucking question. You could feel him looking at you. You would die. You opened your lips and he licked the inside of your lip. You groaned deeply, the sharp pleasurable sensation making your head spin. You squeezed his waist with your thighs since the pleasure shot straight to your pussy and bucked your hips against him. As if remembering how he ground into you, he met your thrust. As his tongue licked yours, you two thrust against each with perfect timing like you’d been fucking for years. Each time his tongue passed over the space between your gums and lips, your moans hiked up a few octaves so he did it often.

His hands started to pet your ears as you made out and when you tried to struggle to reach up protect them. His thumbs simply dragged themselves closer to your ear holes with a particular devastating thrust into your clit. You scream in his mouth. You could physically feel his message, ‘Don’t even try it.’ He put you in your place with pleasure. Eren simply had not a shred of mercy for you. He found all of your weak points and attacked them directly. You vaguely think that you wanted to make him feel it too. To catch him slipping and make him lose himself in pleasure but you were holding onto your own composure by a thread. You were focusing on trying not to cry, how would you be able to think long enough to retaliate?

It was so strange, the way you two did this. The strangely high amount of… intimacy he was giving you. The intimacy that was between the both of you. It seemed to actually heighten the tension.

Finally, your lips slowed. The tips of your tongues touched with no motion for a few seconds, savoring everything about each other before you two parted. The thick line of saliva you shared didn’t break for a while. You both looked down at it. When it finally fell away, you looked to each other. Eren’s breath got heavier but it wasn’t as bad as yours. Before you could catch your breath though he reached for your legs and unwrapped them and led them down. You managed not to reach for him for balance but… Y-your legs…

No! Keep standing! Don’t let him! Win!

“Hohh? After all that you’re still standing? But, I can tell your putting everything in you to keep standing. I think I’ll knock you down and destroy you properly.”

Halfway through your gasp, you ate shit. Quickly, you moved your aching limbs to obey you and at least sit up to to give him a glare but fear was all that dawned on your face as Eren was right in front of you crouched. He tilted his head to the side looking at you.

“Go ahead. Try to stand.”

You were frozen for a few seconds before his eyes slid down to your body as if taking in the sight of you. Another intrusive thought broke through even in your fear, it screwed with your will to fight. Fuck he hot.

You scramble to a squat but your thighs burned, they had no strength. You struggled burning and flexing them further to the point of muscle failure. They gave out under you only to fall again. You did your best to meet his eyes and challenge him. The way he looked at you was the worst. They never search your face. They were just awfully locked onto your own eyes unmoving.

“I can also tell you’ve been holding back your tears this whole time. Go ahead, you don’t need to hold it anymore.”

You winced as your eyes immediately pinpricked with pain and opened your mouth to deny it but the ball in your throat swelled almost as if on cue. The sound you made when trying to speak cracked on what felt like a metal ball in your throat. You bit down for a while and hard till you bled in fact. You felt the small dot of blood rise from your skin as you tensed. You shook your head, but your lips quivered without your say so. The tears fell anyway as if it was completely fine with having been given permission by him of all people. Your tears didn’t seem to care about what you wanted. They fell fast enough that your vision didnt even have time to get blurry. Every promise you tried to make to yourself was being dashed by Eren like a gun through wet paper. You tried to cry silently but even that seemed impossible small hiccups and gasps kept on escaping from your chest.

“You are…strong in a sense. You’re also very sweet and very weak deep down. Your walls won’t fall unless I force them too.”

It almost sounded like he was trying to consol you, but he was completely in your head. Eren was right, the protective walls you worked so hard to build for yourself were nothing but dust by him.

He pulled you in a cruel humiliating embrace and held you for a bit before kissing your tears as they fell. You didn’t hold him back at first but you shakily grip the bottom of his tunic. Strangely the feeling you had when he was chasing you, when you wanted to hide, it seemed like you could do that with him here. You hid your head in his unwavering shoulder and sobbed. Finally, you were able stop to speak. After all those times you had no response for him for all of the points he made against you.

“Just, just because I cr-“

You stop shaking your head and starting again.

“I’m not giving up. I’ll fight you.”

His voice was strong against your neck.

“I’m not through with you either. Far from it in fact.”

Suddenly one of his arms fell from your body.

He grabbed both your hands with one of his.

You lost your grip on his tunic.

He wrapped up your hands with a long piece of cloth you didn’t even know he had.

Then your back was on the ground.

He straddled you.

Your tunic was ripped open.

Eren started talking as his hands took their time wondering your torso. It all happened so fast.

“You hate eye contact don’t you? Not just dislike, it’s a hatred. I noticed you didn’t back when we were cadets.”

His fingers played along where your collarbones are and between the valley of your chest.

“You can hold it for a bit and you’ve masked pretty well before but it can become too much for you quickly. If you’re backed in a corner and forced to look, your brain can’t seem to handle processing the pressure.”

You watched his hands move as pointedly missed your breasts and nipples. Caressing up and down your sides languidly.

“Through our interactions, it’s painfully obvious you still can’t stand it. Look at me.”

You hesitate biting your lip.

He pinches your nipples and your hips buck up into him. Slowly you bring your eyes up and look at him. Your brows are drawn together. The inside of your chest squeezes with humiliation.

“I forgot. Youre sensitive here too aren’t you?”

He lets go of one of your nipples and slides his hand on your back from the space of you arching it off the ground. He slides down your lower back then to…

“Ahh! Eren! Eren! Eren! Eren!”

You feel his hand wrap around your tail. He groans at your reaction closing his eyes for a moment. Griping you tighter and tugging on your nipple.

“I know, y/n I know.”

You can’t help but squirm under him.

The pleasure is making you feel crazy again.

More tears fall when you realize you sort of need to get over yourself or you were sure you would die.

You really can’t help it.

You need him now.

Your body burned all over.

You grit your teeth, swallow your pride and open your mouth to beg.

“Eren, Eren, Mmmf… Touch, please… Eren touch mee…”

“I already am.”

You buck against him in frustration. Your pussy throbbed inside you painfully.

“Eren!”

“What is it?”

He asked like he had all the time in the world.

“Touch my, ahhmm touch…”

“Touch your what?”

Fuck he wanted you to say it. You drowned in pleasure, the way he was massaging the muscles in your tail as it squirmed in his hand. The way the pressure in your tummy built slowly but surely. He played and pinched your nipples. His thighs pressed against your hips hard as you dug your heels in the ground back and forth. He pinned you right here so you couldn’t squirm away. You were aware enough to register how pathetic your voice sounded, having to ask explicitly was just too much. Your own mind tortured you with embarrassment and he knew it did. Eren has already proven to be a patient man. He’d wait forever if you didn’t say it. You felt his touch on your tail begin to soften.

“Ahhh wait! wai…please I…Please…keep touching my tail…”

He looks down at you releasing a slow breath through his nose.

“I am.”

“Touch, Hahhn touch my tail more roughly…”

You try not to yell as loud as he grips it immediately. He raises an eyebrow at you. ‘Go on.’

Trying desperately to gather your shattered thoughts. You say.

“Please, uhmm touch, touch my pussy…”

“Look at me when you say it.”

You hadn’t even realized you closed your eyes. Your face burned and you whimpered when you finally looked up at him. He gripped your tail really hard.

“Aaahh fuck Eren! Eren! please, please mmnnh. Touch my pussy, it hurts! Please playy with mee!”

He nodded.

“Mmm.”

His hand that was playing with your nipple reaches back to slide up your skirt. Your tummy is already burning with the anticipation of his touch. You breath quickens, wishing his hand would move faster. You know he’s able to. You’d just seen him move at a mind bending speed and now he was painfully slow to tease you. You wanted him to cram his fingers inside you over and over and keep bullying your pussy after you came all over his hand. Fuck please go faster Eren! You open your legs a bit but then he says.

“Actually, I know the perfect position for a slut like you.”

He gets off you to sit on the ground between your legs and pulls you towards him. He lifts your hips in the air, your lower and mid back rests on his torso. Your ass was right in his face. Your legs had no choice but to rest at the sides of your head spread wide open. He looked right down at you and you feel tears dot the corner of your eyes. You didn’t want to cry more but you felt like you just might. You struggled against the cloth that held your hands. You really wanted to cover your face.

“N…noo don, don’t look aat it…”

It was the perfect position to play with your pussy and look down at you. This was the worst. So why was it making you feel so good? You tried not to think about how he could clearly see your asshole. The only thing that gave you ease was that he didn’t mention it.

“Hmm so this is what it looks like for people with darker skin huh? It’s throbbing pretty hard, how long has it been like this? I haven’t been touching it. Are you just that fucking horny to be hurt by me?”

A few tears slipped down as one hand rubbed your lips and the other gripped your tail. He was really waiting for you to answer.

“S-since uhhm uhh…”

It was so hard to think. You were so embarrassed. You’re arms were stuck tied up above you. Eren gave you encouragement in the form of gripping your tail again. You mumbled.

“Since you were touching me…”

A sharp slap came down on your ass.

“You’re lying. Try again.”

“Aaahh! Since you were chasin’ m-me!”

You caught the way his eyes widened for just a moment. He hummed as he rubbed you. Eren spread the wet over your vulva.

“Wow, since the beginning? You really did want to be hurt by me didn’t you, whore? Did you get turned on by being hunted down by me?”

You wished and prayed you could just get desensitized from his words but your heart lept at the way he spoke to you.

“Aaah I’m ‘m not a…”

“A whore? Well you certainly could have fooled me. You asked me to touch your pussy so urgently I thought you might die if I hadn’t.”

You couldn’t move in this position especially with how his legs held you in place. It was hard but you did manage to squirm in place a bit.

“Mmmf thas cause…mmmhh you, you made me say it…”

“Hm? I made you say it but wasn’t it true?”

He tilted his head down at you and you regret talking back. You squirm as he opened and closed your swollen lips. Eren was gonna make you say it.

“Mmmf…”

“Use your words. Answer me.”

He palmed and rolled your tail in a way that made the joints inside your tail pop.

“Oooh fuucknn…Y-yess.”

“That’s what I thought.”

He swirled a finger around your entrance feeling your wet on his fingers.

“And this…”

Gently his thumb passed over your hood applying a bit of pressure watching how you begged and pleaded. He pulled the hood back to see the head of your actual clit. You gasped.

“E-eren I, I know you’re….”

You bit your lip. How could you ask him not to directly touch your clit in a way that wouldn’t get you punished?

“Please, please if anything a-ahhmm please be gentle with that…”

“With what?”

Eren was so awful. You bit your lip. He was gonna make you say all of these embarrassing words. Your hands shook as you whispered.

“M-my clit…”

“Mmm.”

He hummed and slowly blew on it. His mouth was centimeters for your clit. You flinched throbbing hard, your walls grip and flexing around its own walls. He let your hood back down and slipped two fingers inside you. His lips covered your hood and some of your vulva. He started to suck, his fingers sliding in and out of you. You were gonna die, you really were. Your hands turned into fists and dug in the ground.

His hand left your tail and entered your mouth as you screamed and squealed. You were about to come. Eren was watching you. He was watching you. He was watching you. He was gonna watch as you came. Your orgasm stole control over your body, your eyes rolls back and your tongue spills from your mouth as your body convulses. You growl and scream biting down on his fingers as you came all over his hand, mouth and chin. He kept pumping into you during your orgasm. When it ended, your body twitched with after shocks. You flinched, as he removed his fingers he slid them over the hood of your clit. His fingers swirled around your tongue.

There was slight lucidity in your scrambled mind as your mind comes to. You realized he was holding most of your weight so your neck and shoulders wouldn’t hurt.

“Fuck, y/n. You’re not hiding your face from me again.”

Oh noo, he saw your face as you came. He hadn’t even touched you for that long and you came. You tried to shimmy away from him from the overstimulation as he tried petting your pussy again. His hand left your mouth and again pinched at your nipple.

He saw your reaction and instead slipped three fingers into your pussy. It… wasn’t like he was trying to pleasure you through. They were doing something of a…scooping motion in you? Then you saw him put all your juices on your asshole. He opened his mouth and let his drool slide down his tongue onto your ass too. He started working a finger into your ass. You wiggle your waist side to side moaning.

“Aah that, that hole isn’t-”

“What? Trying to act innocent again? You strike me as a person that would like it in your ass.”

You looked off to the side.

“That’s…”

“Did I guess right?”

One of his fingers was suddenly able to slide inside and you couldn’t even try to hold back the gross long moan that leave you wholeheartedly.

“I think I’m right.”

It felt so good. Your head swam. Your ass felt hot. Ohh your nipples…

“C’mon relax more so I can add another finger. You’ll break me if you squeezed that tight.”

Your eyes dart about.

“I, I uhh…”

His hand on your breast slid up to wrap around your throat. The pressure on such a vital part of your body strangely grounds you. You melt for him like you wanted to do when he had you against the wall.

“Push my finger out.”

“I, I caant…”

“Try.”

His face does not deviate from his lustfull neutrality but his eyes softened for you.

You concentrate and try pushing and he went even deeper. Eren was able to pick up a rythm then added another finger. So fucking good. Despite everything you felt nothing less than beautiful. Every time he was able to comfortably push his fingers in and out he added another. It took a while but he enjoyed working you over and torturing you. You reacted to every one of his movements. There wasn’t anyway you could hide from him. You were on display physically and emotionally. When he got up to four fingers, he slipped his tounge inside. You felt it moving all hot and wet inside you. God, you were gonna fucking cum again. Then he stopped, tears fell down.

“Eren! Eren! Eren! Eren! Please! ahhh…. pleeeasse….”

You were nothing but a needy little slut now. His needy little slut. As your inhibitions fell, you had no problem begging him to fuck your brains out. The headspace you were in was strange and new to you but you welcomed it with open legs. With your embarrassment out of the way, you felt like you could do anything right now. He ignored your pleas and sat motionless waiting for you to come back down from almost cumming.

Slowly, verry slowly, he removed each of his fingers so you wouldn’t cum just from him sliding out of you. You were so close from before you probably would have came if he breathed wrong. When it was just his tongue inside you left. He just looked at you and before you could start to squirm under his gaze, he gave you a harsh suck with a roll of his tongue inside you before popping out. It wasn’t enough to push you over the edge. He just wanted to fuck with you and hear that voice of yours again.

Your head was spinning when he finally let your lower body be on the ground again. You rolled over to your side. Finally able to close your legs, not that you could for long though. Eren untied his pants and slide them off as you pouted on the ground from a lost orgasm. He laid behind you and grabbed your thigh pulling it up against your side. Eren hissed as he rubbed the head of his dick on your soaked vulva.

“Even though you can’t handle it, I think you love when I talk to you like a whore.”

Your face turned red and he started to inch inside you, you moan and squeal. At his words the embarrassment started to bubble up again. You were so tight that he had to ease in and out of you a few times before being able to sink deeper. He growled the feeling of your cunt driving him up the wall.

“You love how I mess up your head and holes. Every time I wrap my hands around your throat, every time I call you a little slut. I can feel it.”

He gripped your throat and wrapped his arm around your waist and thigh drawing your bodies closer. Even though your pussy throbbed with an angry pleasure you shake your head moaning.

“Your pussy throbs against me again and again. Every time I say something filthy. Every time I look at you. You can’t take anymore but you can’t get enough.”

You feel him bottom out and start to thrust into you. He was deep and you were so full. He let got of your waist and reached up to pinch your nipple. Then bit your ear and growled into it. The rough deep sounds he was making were making your mind go blank. You just wanted him to keep fucking you and being mean to you.

“Aaaahh! Yess Eren….”

His dick smacking in and out of your pussy was making the most obscene noises. Especially as he picked up speed. Every thrust took your breath away. It felt so god that you started to cry again. The vibrations of your moans with his hand on your throat felt so goddamn good. Why did it feel so divine when Eren did such nasty things to you? The things he whispered to you were disgusting and every word was another heavenly pulse to your pussy.

“Oh nooo Erennn ahh it, I’m uh cumming cumming cumming…!”

He pulled out of you and you gasped. You felt so empty, your climax stolen from you. Your stomach ached as you sob at another loss. You can’t even say you regret telling him you were cumming, the words just spilled out of you. He was rubbing something soft cloth on your vulva, padding you and him down.

“Eren…! Please!”

“Alright, I’ll give you what you want slut.”

He buried himself inside you again and you saw stars. Somewhere in your mind you think, you get it, he was increasing the friction inside you. He was pounding you now, you would cum!

You growled your words behind gritted teeth the intense pleasure was turning your feral. You felt feeling your body brace for a big orgasm.

“Cuminn’ I’m cumming I’m cumming I’m cumming!”

He growled right back to you.

“Cum all over me. Show me that face, those sounds. Cum. Cum. Cum!”

You cum on cue drenching you both. You saw white his hand squeezed your throat as you came. Your tongue fell from your mouth. You felt him pull out and shoot his own cum all over your thigh and vulva. You heard your blood rushing in your ears and your panting when your hearing faded back in and you slowly come back to yourself. Your whole body was buzzing.

“Come here. Sit on my lap.”

You shifted yourself to help him pull your weak body into his lap. Now that you came your embarrassment had come back. Your spine sat up straight. You immediately saw this was an awful position. He could clearly see your face in this position and see your every reaction. You look down and actually see the size of him, then look off to the side. Holy…holy shit, you can’t believe you had been able to take him. Although…you had really soaked him in your own cum… Plus his cum was all over your ass.

“You’re still embarrassed. I’m surprised but I’m a little glad. You trying to hide yourself from me… I really like when I get to see your face all flustered like that…”

He lifted you easily and lined himself with your ass and slowly lowered you.

“Eren! Ahhh Eren! Ooohhff…”

You couldn’t help your instincts. Your arms struggle trying to hide your face. It was futile though your tied arms were behind Erens back. You felt him beginning to stretch your ass open, slowly entering. You arch your back, your bare chests pressed up hard and heaving against each other. You flinched and tense up. His eyes roll back a bit from the pressure.

“Now y/n, remember what I told you. Relax and try to push me out. I’m going to let your ass take me in. I’m not pushing you down.”

You push but youre having trouble relaxing under his gaze. You stammer to provide an explanation for yourself when you don’t take him in. Your heart was pounding so hard, your chest hurt.

“Uuhhm I, umm…”

“Close your eyes.”

You pout. Even if you did, you still be able to feel him looking at you.

“Just do it.”

You slowly close your eyes but don’t lose your pout.

“Stick out your tongue for me.”

You frown, your lips quivered before parting. Your tongue slips out of your open mouth. Even though you swallowed before you opened your mouth, you still feel drool fall from the tip of your tongue. He smells so fucking good. You feel him lean closer. His breath puffed against your tongue as he purrs a low.

“Mhm just like that.”

His praise only makes you moan as it sends a hard throb to your overstimulated pussy. His tongue is down your throat and you immediately start to take him further down his shaft. It feels more intense the deeper he digs into you, before the point of no return for your mind, you have an epiphany. You keep trying to push his delicious dick into you as you thought.

You realized why you hated his eye contact in particular. It was true you didn’t like eye contact in general. It felt much too intimate for you. You felt way too vulnerable. Eren’s eyes were nothing less than piercing. He saw what made you up and exactly how to tear you down. Then built you in ways you thought were lost to you. You weren’t sure what was worse, him watching your pussy seize as you came on him or him looking into your eyes and finding out every secret about you. You felt your stomach drop and your body quivers a bit. A few of your tears fall.

You were halfway down his cock when you felt him pull from you to say.

“Hey, we haven’t even gotten started. Did you already cum?”

Ah, so that’s what that was. You should think you’d recognize your own orgasm but it seems you both were learning things. Eren made you feel good in ways you didn’t know your body was capable of. That was scary since you thought you knew all there was to know about your body.

“Auhmm uh a, a little…”

“How do you, cum a ahnnm… a little?”

You felt yourself squeeze him from an already tight fit. If he made that sound again you’d probably have another little orgasm. You think you started to understand why he wanted to hear your own sounds so much, that was very much fucking hot.

“I jus… did…”

You heard and feel a rumble inside his chest. He was chuckling. You found yourself looking up at his little smile. It’s been a very long time since you saw that. Your eyes felt glossy. You could listen to it forever. Though the both of you groaned when your ass made the rest of his dick disappear into you. Slowly, he let you sit with your entire weight on him as you both adjusted to one another. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer still. He leaned down again to bite your ear and growl through gritted teeth.

“Fucking, tight.”

You may have had another tiny orgasm. It was a few minutes until you both were able to start moving somewhat comfortably. You felt his heart beat against your chest. The pulse of pleasure in your ass. You jumped when he gripped that front part of your hips to move your body up and down on him.

“Ohh please, please not therre… I’ll, I’ll cum againn.”

You whined.

“Not, not here? Then how about here?”

Your clit swelled when he used one arm to lift you a bit and the other played with the hood of your clit. You shook your head vigorously drool slipped past your lips.

“Nnot there eitherr!”

He looked into your eyes as you descended further into the madness of pleasure. Whatever thoughts you had were so nonsensical warped with how good your ass and pussy were burning inside you. No thinking, no thinking. Every cell in your body felt it, they were alive and burned with a passion that would last after death.

“How does it feel huh? Being taken by me.”

You mind was fried. You tried to collect something in your head long enough to form a proper thought but it kept slipping through you.

He smacked your ass hard and yelled “Answer me! Rack that dumb brain of yours and make it work long enough to answer my question.”

You yelped and just started talking about what you thought without a filter. You physically couldn’t have one at this point. Your words slurred something serious.

“I-I- it’s embarasshing! Sho, sho embarasshing I could die…ooof I, I don wan you lookin at me h-hearin myy voishe hearing my ahhmm down there makin those noishes I’m, I’m tryin really hard to not, to be quiet but it- but I can’t help it, it, it f feels oohhh…”

You were losing steam of your stream of consciousness as he fucked your brains out, devolving into moans again but Eren was having none of it.

“Huh, how does it feel?”

He grabbed your throat to make you look at him. Your heart lept at being forcibly grounded by him as he was taking you to heaven.

“It feels sho good it hurts…feels shoo good, it feels way too gooood…”

“Should I stop then?”

He only asked not slowing down, just the threat was enough. You panic and plead.

“N- no no pleashe don stop! I can’t take it! Pleashe keep aahnn!“

He gave you a deliciously gross kiss as a reward and said.

“I suppose that’s all I’ll get out of your fucked out brain. Besides you were working that pretty head of yours overtime to try and challenge me before. You held out a while longer than I thought. You did such a good job for me.”

Your eyes could’ve turned into hearts. Your actual heart and clit felt like it would burst from your hood.

“Good? goood?”

You repeated like a happy little puppy.

“Yes, such a good, strong girl for me.”

That’s what you were! Eren said you were good! You were good for him! And strong too! You were melting.

“Yessh, yesh!”

He paced picked up slowly but there was no doubt that it was. You couldn’t hold back full screams. As he picked up the rythm, he laid you back. You two laced hands that was still tied. His other hand held your jaw so he wouldn’t miss a second of you now. You both were getting close. Your body started to seize and your moans turned to growls as pleasure heightened still. You both sounded nothing less than primal as the orgasm slowly took any control of your bodies. You would really die like this it was too much but if he stopped you would still die. The arch in your back got higher and higher, your walls squeezed and squeezed till you were literally milking him.

Burning liquid shot from him and poured into your ass. You both still thrusted erratically against each other through your orgasms getting the absolute best pleasure until you couldn’t anymore. You came for so long before your body mercifully but slowly came down. Eren pushed your knees up to the sides of you. He kept them there as he slid out of you and watched his cum ooze from your ass. You start to gain your wits about you and seeing as his hands were occupied with your legs, you look away and cover your messy pussy with your tied hands.

He sighs.

“You… don’t quit do you? This isn’t making much sense at this point.”

“Its ah, not really a feeling I can control. Besides you already saw me, you got your fill haven’t you?”

Slowly, reluctantly, he lets you go his hands sliding down the backs of your thighs and squeezing your plump ass.

“Mm I think we’ll have to try again though…”

Your legs fall and you slide your eyes over to him trying and failing to hide your curiosity and excitement.

“Eh? huh? Try…try again?”

He nods and sits back on the wall. You sit up and he makes a come here motion with a finger. You crawl over and sit between his legs and he unties your hands,

“Mhm I was in the middle of cumming too so I couldn’t get a good look at your face when you came.”

You rest your hands on his thighs and he holds your hips.

“That’s an awful excuse.”

“It’s better than the ones you gave me.”

You don’t have a response so you pout. Then you felt him slip something around your neck. You touch the soft leathery material and say.

“Ya know I was wondering where you kept pulling things from.”

He shrugged.

“Gotta be prepared. Weren’t you?”

He points down in between you two and you realize he’s talking about rinsing out your ass.

You face burns.

“Aren’t you going to ask me what’s around your neck?”

You sigh.

“Eren Jaeger, what did you put around my-“

“A dog collar.”

You face burns so hard it smarts.

“Yeah I thought you would like it. You liked being called a good girl so much.”

You change the subject.

“How am I gonna go back without a shirt?”

Of the clothes that sat behind you two, your tunic had a split right down the middle. He thought for a bit. You looked at him incredulous.

“You didn’t plan that?!”

“Not…really.”

It seemed like you did make him feel it if he did something so uncalculated for once. You smile and tilt your head at him.

“So you aren’t prepared for a everything.”

He slides his eyes over to the side and admits.

“I was not prepared for you.”

It seemed like he was referring to your feelings. Well you didn’t know he would reciprocate. It seemed you two worked, twisted as it was.

“I wasn’t prepared for you either.”

He hummed.

“I might be big but I thought you were pretty prepared. What with how wet-“

You put your hands on his mouth.

“Ahhh stop talking!!”

He just looks at you and you look away. But you look back to narrow your eyes at him. Then only drop your hands when you think he won’t say any more. You both sat in silence for a minute. You lie against him listening to one another’s breathing. For the first time in a long while both of your minds are quiet.

“I was planning on going home anyway.”

Slowly you smile.

“Our home.”

He nods.

“Our home.”

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yoichichi · 4 years ago

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Their Favorite Place to Kiss You

warning(s): none

a/n: I just feel like they needed something sweet damnit :( i love them that’s all - my inbox is always open :)

characters: mikasa, armin, levi, hange, eren, connie, sasha, jean, zeke, & reiner

Mikasa

Your eyelids

Mikasa has always been on the more soft spoken side when it comes to intimacy, sometimes she finds it’s even hard to reach out and hold your hand. She often opts for brushing her knuckles against yours and just hopes you get the gist. But when you’re asleep it’s different. She gets to reach out and run her fingertips delicately across your face and it gives her the perfect opportunity to lean in and press feather light kisses to your closed eyes, and she always hopes her love is strong enough that her affection communicates into your dreams. Please give this shy angel all the love :,(((

Armin

Your cheek

It’s just the purest way for him to show you he’s listening and cares really :(! You’ll be on a date and he’s holding your hand and he’ll just lean on over and place a little smooch there while he’s got this little smile going on, before he tells you to continue with your story, “I’m listening sweetie.” It was also the way he hyped himself up to be more physical with you as the relationship progressed. Baby boy was a little nervous for your first kiss so he worked himself up to it by acting all sly and leaving the gentlest of gentlest kisses on your soft skin. He also loves kissing any birth marks or freckles you may have on your face, they just draw his attention so much and he finds them so cute he has to leave some sort of appreciation for them. And now, kissing your cheek/face has just become his favorite place to leave hellos and goodbyes. It’s even better when he can feel your cheeks get plump from the way you smile when he leaves a kiss.

Levi

Your hands

He has a nasty habit of overworking himself and pushing his body to the limits physically. Staying up late and depriving himself of sleep, hunching over a desk and straining his eyes from all the reading and work, getting frequent headaches from how strong his focus has been - usually meaning he’s forgotten to drink enough water that day. It all takes toll in his tired eyes and the sore muscles in his body, the ones most tense in his upper back. The only good that comes from this is how easy it makes it to strip him away from work if need be. Just running your hands up his back to knead at the muscle between his shoulders and neck has him sighing and closing his eyes, reaching a hand up to grab onto one of yours and place thankful kisses along your knuckles. Now you’ve successfully convinced him to lay in bed while you softly run your hands over his face and body, only stopping when he grabs them to place more kisses. He hopes it’s good enough at showing you how grateful he is for you in his life <3

Hange

Your forehead

They call you their little stroke of genius always and this just kind of seals the deal for them teehee. Whenever they get any kind of idea - good, bad, small, big, dangerous, you name it - they’re placing a kiss on your forehead and hollering before they run off to execute said idea. You have an idea and they’re praising you on how smart you are while they kiss you repeatedly there, kind of like they’re your older, invasive relative or something. It’s also their favorite way to greet you whether it’s them coming home or waking you up first thing in the morning. It’s just always the perfect blank space for them to lay their love on you and get your attention. And if you have a big forehead they’ll mention how it gives them more space to love up on hehehehehe <3

Eren

Your neck

Cuddly boy, cuddly boy! He loves bothering you and trying to get your attention, and he finds it’s the easiest when he has his face buried in your neck and leaving wet kisses there. He also finds it’s such a versatile place for affection. If he’s feeling clingy, he can come up from behind and wrap his arms around you while he whines into the crook of your neck demanding you pay attention to him by kissing or blowing raspberries there until you’re giggling and giving in. When he’s sleepy and cuddling he can stretch his face up to whisper into your neck about heading to bed and finalizing his wish with a soft peck - barely even a kiss. If he’s in a mood it’s certainly an easy place to convince you to join him. And if he’s just feeling soft - which is almost always - he has no problem in smiling into that spot between your neck and shoulder and giving little love bites or any form of attention there. He’s just a clingy boy and it’s the easiest way to get what he wants - and hide how red his face can get from you.

Connie

The top of your head

It’s a funny thing he’s started doing in passing moments that’s just made his days so much brighter. You two will be bustling about in the kitchen cooking dinner and when you pass by him he just has to grab the sides of your face and reach over to kiss the top of your head with an obnoxious mwah to top it off. Or if he’s dropping you off he obviously has to reach over the middle console to pull your head aggressively towards him to leave another silly kiss - he likes it even more when you act “annoyed” with him over it. But it isn’t always silly, he finds it a really good way to let you know he hasn’t forgotten about how sweet you are to him. You’ll be laying in his chest while you two watch a movie and he’ll lean down to leave a long and quiet kiss into your hair, reminding you of his fondness.

Sasha

Your lips

It’s such a simple but sweet place to kiss! Nothing makes her happier than leaning in and giving a quick peck before she’s off to her busy day, her nose usually bumping into yours cause she’s being a little too quick about it, but it never fails to make you all giddy when you feel her smile against your lips. It’s also her favorite time to kiss you after you’ve had something sweet. First she just wiped the corner of your mouth with her thumb to collect the sticky syrup that collected there from your breakfast a few minutes prior, sucking the sweetness from the finger and humming to herself. Next it was replaced with a simple kiss to the corner of your mouth or wherever you had yet to clean up a crumb - sometimes her tongue would innocently dart out to get a better taste. Finally it became just a regular sweet kiss, even happier than before, when she could still taste the honey in your mouth from the biscuits you’d made for lunch.

Jean

Your shoulders

He adores running his hands up and down your arms and it just goes so well with leaving a few light kisses at the top of your shoulders. He also feels like it’s such an intimate part of the body in that for him to place a kiss there means he’s physically close to you in a way he treasures immensely. Like when he embraces you in a long, warm hug for whatever reason, getting to bend down and leave a long sensual kiss placed there feels so serious to him, even if you’re ticklish and it has you giggling. There’s just something so serene for him when he’s able to feel that calm and close with you that he always finds himself compelled to lean over and even crane his neck to remind you how special you are to him with a shoulder kiss. What can I say, he just loves em!

Zeke

Your thighs

It seems like he’s ALWAYS passed out with his head in your lap. He says it’s not his fault but yours because you’re the one who always lets him rest his head there when he’s home from work, running your fingers through his hair. How is he supposed to stay awake when you’re doing that? And don’t get him started on how you run your thumb over his brow bone and down the bridge of his nose before going back up and starting again. It’s like you want him to take a nap on your thighs! Which you kinda do cause it’s the only time you get to see this mf relaxed and quiet in your presence if he’s not reading or doing some other nerd shit. He always makes sure to press sweet kisses to the tops of them when he wakes up, along with chuckling and tickling you with his scruff. He also likes to give you massages when you’re laying in bed which always somehow leads to him rubbing your calf’s while he closes his eyes and gently kisses the soft skin on your inner thighs. He’s just a sucker for em and you can’t tell me otherwise!

Reiner

Your back

Oh this guy :( He’s a chronic big spoon, no matter your size. It’s just always so soothing for you to be in his arms with his hands resting at your tummy, sometimes absentmindedly kneading the soft skin there as he falls asleep. But he never stays that way, he ends up naturally scooting down throughout the night so when he wakes up his face is nuzzled into the middle of your back with his arms wrapped even tighter around your midsection. You can always tell when he wakes up by the soft flutter of his eyelashes against your skin and the tightening squeeze on your torso, followed by soft open mouth kisses up your spine and all over your shoulder blades. Of course the way he whispers, “hi”, into your ear once he’s reached the top let’s you know, too.

this made me so unbelievably soft omfg. I just felt like we needed some soft content and I’ve been missing them :((( if you guys like this and would want it I can make a pt.2 with some characters I didnt include in this one :)! Jus lemme know if it’s something you guys would want! Anyways I hope you enjoy, I love talking to you in my inbox, and if you’d like to be on a taglist jus lemme know and I’ll happily oblige :)

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swordbenihime · 4 years ago

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Zeke Yeager x Reader

Warnings:Secret relationship,smut

"What are you drinking dear?"

You felt distracted with the hand on your back; you turned to the man who asked you questions. He staring at you with a sweet smile on his face. You knew that gray eyes were watching you carefully as you pushed yourself to smile. His gaze was wandering around the hand wrapped in your exposed skin. His eyes darkened.

Whatever you drink it. It doesn't matter to me."Your fiancee put his lips to your cheek, leaves a small kiss.As you walked away from him, you leaned your gaze towards the ground, you didn't want to look at him in the middle of this crowd with implication.

As a Marleyan, you were engaged to the handsome man,son of a wealthy merchant who was also a Marleyan.You didn't oppose this forced contract because there was no one in your heart. It did not hurt you to marry or to be in a false contract, but one day, until fate introduces you to him.

That day was brighter than ever before, his blond hair glowing brighter by the sunlight, his gray eyes glowing, his smile on his face met you; his gentle phrases reached your heart, though you thought that this relationship would consist of physical contact, you eventually fell in love with him.

You deliberately left your purse on the table; you did not want to make your fiancee curious. As you slowly walked out of the room, you started walking down the empty corridor. Even if you guessed the person behind you, you turned your gaze back just in case.At that moment, you jumped on the spot with your fingers touching your back.

"You scared me."

With one hand running across your skin, the other fingers pressed against your chest, your back met the wall. Your eyes narrowed with pain. Fingers circling around your back, circling in your skin.You raised tips of your fingers,leaned your lips toward him, but the hand on your chest pressed you against the wall once more.

"Not that fast."He put his knee between your legs and spread them.You wrapped your arms around his neck.His eyes were staring your lips.It was evident from his gaze that he desperately wanted to kiss you, but he was keeping himself under control, holding your arms tightly as your hands wrapped around his neck away from him.

"If we keep standing like this, they'll find us, Zeke." You said in an anxious voice. As your gaze checked the corridor, you moaned with the lips you felt on your neck. Zeke kissed your bare skin aggressively, pressing his teeth against your skin in between. You had no idea how to hide the marks on your neck.

"Would you be more careful?" you said as tried to push him away."You want us to get caught?"

He began to kiss your lips this time as he moved his lips away from your neck.He bit your lower lip hard; it made you groan. You felt the slight oozing blood on the tip of your tongue,he was sucking on your bleeding lower lip. As he let go of your arms, one arm is tightly wrapped around your waist; the other hand is placed against the wall.You felt his member on your leg as he pressed himself against you.

"Do you think the army will give up its strongest titan because you squirming underneath me."

You left a little kiss as your lips found his cheek. "Of course not, but can ı ask why you're so angry?"

While his gray eyes stared quietly at you for a while, he quickly grabbed one hand and you entered a room that was open. As you closed the door with his foot, this time your back met the door. He grabbed your face with both hands and leaned his lips towards you to kiss you once more."I don't like that guy kissing you right in front of my eyes," he whispered just before the kiss.

He lifted your legs up and wrapped around his waist as his hands reached to you under your skirt. As the tongue slipped through your lips, his fingers entered through your pants, stroking your clit. He hit the door with his hand in a fist, and pressed his forehead on yours."Tell me." he said, rubbing you aggressively."Am I the only one whose fingers get wet when touch you?"

His thumb continued to draw circular motions on your clit,as his fingers slid in, your lips parted, your breathing tightened.Your lips deluded his name as his fingers inside you found your most sensitive spot.Your head dropped backward, your eyes rolled back as your hand gripped his shirt,his fingers were riding in and out, your legs tangled around his waist,slipping.As you started to move your hips, you began to clench around his fingers.As you bury your face around his neck, you pulled his blonde hair.Your weakened legs fell off his waist and he lifted your legs again with one hand. "Hold on tight." Your arms were wrapped around his neck, your eyes were closed.The movement of his fingers slowed down a little bit, but they started pressing harder. Every movement made you wet a little more. You didn't know how long you could go on.The white fluid seeping from your cunt was running down your legs, making his pants dirty.

"What did you do?" He laughed, looking at the stain on his trousers, his gaze wrapped around your thighs for a while.His wet fingers slipped inward between his lips as he took his fingers out, his eyes closed and groaned while he cleaned his fingers, one hand stroking your hips."I forgot how sweet you are," he said, bringing his lips closer."You must have forgotten, too, that you continue to be naughty. You have to remember." As he began to kiss slowly, he put his tongue in your mouth, letting you taste yourself.His tongue licked your lips as your lips parted after a while.He unbuckled his leather belt, he lowered your one leg to the ground, lifted the other leg higher and pushed himself inside of you.This angle made you feel more of him,he waiting for your warning as he push himself further into your hot and slippery hole.When you told him to stop, then he would stop. As you pulled him towards you,you felt his dick deep inside; Zeke didn't stop him from moaning. "I think I should stop now," he whispered.

"No matter how far you can go, I want to feel you completely."you said while spreading your legs further and Zeke pushed himself a little more, he was now able to get this far.Your muscles squeeze him,you soaked around his dick,again.His movements began to accelerate as he pulled back a little, your back slamming against the door, you put your fingernails on his shirt. Two fingers squeezed your clitoris and twisted it.He pressed his lips to yours,he couldn't longer control the pace of his movements; he was ecstatic.

He was pushing himself hard at you, he didn't care about the creaking of the door.Your head dropped back when he realized you cum strongly,he stopped holding himself, the hot liquid poured into you, and he groaned towards your neck.

Leaving a kiss on his cheek, you stared at each other briefly. Lowering your leg on his waist, when he realized that you couldn't stand, he wrapped his arms around your waist. When you noticed the liquid leaking from between your legs, you pressed them together. Zeke smiled at this gesture and looked at the bruises on your neck. "What will you say to your fiancee?"

You rolled your eyes .You told him to watch, but he didn't listen to you."I don't know." you said."I can tell,warchief fucked me."

Zeke laughed with delight. "That would be very interesting, frankly, I wonder what expression that guy's face will make."

You started laughing while you couldn't stop yourself. You hugged him,he hugged you back. You didn't want to leave him again, but you had to continue this game once more. As your lips met once more, you were thinking about what lie you were going to tell your fiancee.

#zeke yeager x reader #zeke x reader #zeke smut #zeke yeager

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kojinnie · 4 years ago

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Of Levi Ackerman!

Based on the request by an anon (whose ask I accidentally deleted), @weepinglevi and @thebubblybakery for the 24/7 Writing Event from a loooong time ago.

Sorry for taking so long, hope you enjoy!

08.00 - Things he wished he could change about himself 11.00 - Their choice of music and their favorite musicians 20.00 - How do they sleep at night with you

.:24/7 Writing Event Masterlist:.

08.00 – things he wished he could change about himself

One of the best things about Levi is the fact that this is a person, who was born unfortunate, and had to overcome a lot of grievance in his life, yet still he managed to persevere and had his heart to the betterment of humanity with no ulterior motive. He had fought and lost a lot of things close to his heart for what he believed would bring them to ‘peace’, despite the fact that he was never acquainted with the idea of peace itself ever since he was born. Imagine how pure this man’s heart is by the fact that Levi could persevere that long for nothing but an obscure idea in his mind that he never had grasped before.

So, naturally, in order to keep fighting, Levi had come to the point where he had a lot of self-acceptance for himself. He had grown past the need to change himself, for he already understood that the energy he spent grieving for things he could not change, were energy wasted when he could use it to do better things for the humanity that he cared for. Sure, there were years in his life where he wished he wasn’t mocked for his height, or his uptight nature. But to be humanity’s strongest soldier, one has to have the utmost awareness of one’s strength and weakness, and Levi was very well aware of his qualities as much as he had embraced it. He knew where he lacked, so he could devise moves and strategies to patch the areas where he would be susceptible in. And that’s why he always excelled against someone like Zeke, because Levi accepts his flaws and learns not to ignore or deny it, but rather makes adjustment in form of strategic thinking and hard work to make up for it. Levi is far from being conceited, he knew the goal of his effort was not himself, but rather the world around him, so he’d learned to accept of who he was and who he will always be.

11.00 – their choice of music and their favorite musicians

We knew that Levi had dreamed of having his own tea shop once the war ends, but he also had the dream of building a warm, comfortable home he never had growing up. He’d always dreamed of a breezy home, with sun rays shining through large windows – something that was nothing but imagination for a man growing up in the underground. And with the idea of a homely dwelling, also came the idea of melodious tunes that would seep throughout the room of his cottage-like house. Tunes that he’d listen to serenely, as he sips his self-brewed tea. He’d want something comforting. Music as sweet and as temperate as his tea.

In the modern!au, he would listen to classic jazz or big band jazz when he’s feeling upbeat, but overall it’d be old-timey songs that evoked a keen sense of nostalgia. If you visit him in his home, you’d be greeted with the likes of Nat King Cole, and Billie Holiday, or even older tunes from Bessie Smith, while Levi’s around and about in the house; cleaning, cooking, or working on a new project – the music would never stop playing. It would take a while for Levi to open his front door when you come visit, because he’d be so kept-up with his work and with the music playing all through the house.

Levi is definitely the type to have a particular song that he’d play every day at specific time of the day. He does not have a lot of expression, so he’d need some kind of output to display how he’s feeling, and he does it through the music that he listens to. When he wakes up feeling giddy, he’d put ‘Those Lazy, Hazy Days of Summer’ by Nat King Cole, and probably dance a little with his broomstick, but only strictly when no one is around except his cat to watch. Levi would also have a specific tuned he’d play when he’s cooking, mostly Bessie Smith’s songs. Levi would never sing it though, for he knows he’s not good at carrying tunes, he’d just hum, as he stirs the stew in the pot. If Levi had any song to play during intimate time with his significant other, he would definitely choose ‘I’m A Fool to Want You’ by Billie Holiday and ‘The Very Thought of You’ by Nat King Cole.

He’s the type of person who’d like to put his hands into good use – he brews his own tea, builds his own furniture, and plays music exclusively on turn-table’s vinyl. Not because he was pretentious (like Zeke), but he’d enjoy the process of it. He would have a closet dedicated to store all his vinyl collections that no one knew before. In fact, no one would ever guess that Levi’s big with music for he never talked about it. They’d just assume that this seemingly cold man finds music irritating, when actually his heart is full of tender melodies – he would just never utter it out, because music is his personal enjoyment, not his outward hobby and interest. In conclusion, Levi is alike to a cat, he might appear mean and cold, but inside he is awfully domestic.

Click here for the music: Those Hazy, Lazy, Crazy Days of Summer - Nat King Cole I'm A Fool To Want You - Billie Holiday The Very Thought of You - Nat King Cole

20.00 – how do they sleep at night with you?

This man is so meticulous about the arrangement of his sleep, especially when you’re in an established relationship, before you spend the night, he would want to know whether this is the type of sleep that’s meant for sleeping cause, or is this another alternative where one of you’d end up panting and coming. Whenever you inform him that you’re coming over, he’d be blunt and asked, “Should I prepare?” which by any means, he’s asking whether he’s gonna get laid or not. Answering no would be the answer he looks forward to most times, because you’re dealing with a very busy man with very little amount of sleep – he’d like to keep you around, to have your scent and warmth lingering around his bedroom for days on end, but not so much on having sex. Before you come over, he’d make sure to change the sheet, open new reed diffuser, and stock up your favorite snacks. He’d cook a little too, maybe small finger foods that you’d munch on as the two of you watch your favorite docuseries.

When the two of you sleep, most often you’d go to bed earlier than him, because he’d sleep very late at night and wake up very early as well. Sometimes it can feel lonesome when you’re about to drift off to sleep and he’s still not by your side, pacing around doing work or cleaning stuffs. You’d call out for him, and he’ll just hum acknowledging or yelling over from the other room, “You go sleep first.” Just when you’re about to fall deep into your slumber, you can hear him entering the room, and go on with his nightly ritual. He’d clean himself up in the en-suite bathroom, washing his feet (something he’d always do before climbing up to bed), brushing his teeth, moisturizing himself (because’ he’s got dry and flaky skin). He’s got this odd habit of re-ironing his pajamas before bed although they’re neatly hung already. He just likes to feel the warmth left by the iron slate, and the smell of Fabreeze on the garment he sleeps in.

He’d turn off his alarm when you’re sleeping over because he wakes up at dusk and he doesn’t want to ruin your sleep. He’d always sleep on the bed side by the window, and you’d already know not to roll over to his space. Levi likes to see you sleeping, hearing the soundly noise of your breath makes him feel at ease and it may be one of those few times in a day where he smiles. Standing by your bed side, he’d run his fingers through your hair and leave a small peck on your eyes and nose. You’d scrunch up your nose because sometimes his kiss tickles, and he’d chuckle. Once he finally decides to go to bed, he’d immediately glide his arms to wrap your waist and be the big spoon to keep you warm. He’d kiss your shoulder and keep his face there for a while, breathing to your neck. He’d draw a very deep exhale, as if he’s glad to retreat to your embrace after a hard day. When you mumble, “Go to sleep, Levi.” He’d hum and bury his face in your neck and hair as he mutters, “I love you.”

A/N: I’m sorry I had to skip the request for NSFW parts, I have been feeling very off with all things sexual and didn’t wanna force it. Sorry again :(

#levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #levi fluff #levi x you #attack on titan levi #shingeki no kyojin levi #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #kojins 24/7

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vrisrezis · 4 years ago

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aot characters having a crush + dating hcs (havent proof read sorry for any mistakes)

- she understands that there’s something that draws you to her, however doesn’t fully understand what it is at first

- it’s enough to make her be more interested in you rather than the yeagers

- she believes that it might be your strength that’s overwhelming (and if you have overwhelming strength she is convinced that’s what it is for awhile)

- it is until she sees how Niccolo and Sasha are with eachother does she actually realize that what she feels is love and attraction towards you

- upon realizing this, doesn’t know what to do at first

- she was originally professional, but often kept to your side and felt an odd protectiveness admiration towards you

- now, she was much more casual and more flirtatious

- while acting confident around you, she secretly got butterflies.. you made her ... nervous ..

- nonetheless flirting with you is often, sometimes going as far as to kiss your hand

- she wants to properly court you and get you to return her feelings. She’d feel really bad if you never felt the same. Especially since she isn’t as used to the feeling

- it takes a long time for her to finally ask you out officially, but she does and is pleased by your answer

- however being with yelena isn’t easy, she isn’t one to follow you around like a lost puppy

- she had her motivations, she’s a yeagerist. If you’re not okay with that she isn’t gonna care enough to bother to stay along.

- she feels bad of course, she loves you after all but still

- if she ever had to go against you it hurt her but she would also understand it just needs to be done

- when that mess is over though she is fine with just sticking by your side

- or if you join her it just makes your relationship stronger and better

- doesn’t like pda cuz people might think she’s weak but she’s very soft when you guys are alone though

- lots of smooches from her

- she loves to tease you as well, she can’t help it though..

- she says you’re just so cute she has to bully you a little (more like a lot)

- secretly wants you two to get married so one day she will purpose be prepared for it

- she knows it’s stupid but hey... she has some hope

- secretly feels lucky to be with you even if she doesn’t say it

- doesn’t say that she loves you as often as she’d like, which she feels bad for deep down

- she doesn’t always know how to be vulnerable and express herself, while yes it does happen it takes time

- in a way you are her safe space and you make her calmer

- in a way, you were her hope and her god more than zeke ever was.. and that’s because you allowed to her to feel freedom, to feel love and to feel being loved, you’re more of a god to her now more than .. anyone else

- so maybe she tends to be a bit too protective, and maybe she tends to be very short with others that wanna talk to you because she wants your attention, aaaand maybe she tends to go overboard for you because she believes you saved her...

- so maybe she shows she loves you through actions rather than words

(While I don’t like her in the romantic sense she is my second best girl so I felt it was almost necessary)

- having a crush is always complicated, especially when you’re a kid.

- when you’re a kid as stubborn and prideful as gabi though, it’s even more complicated.

- she doesn’t even realize she likes you either, she’s too into her own head. Too overconfident to think about other people and especially in that way .. she’s oblivious, even to her own emotions

- she can’t help but wanna be around you all the time though, that’s something not even she can ignore

- she tries to impress you often, she will do the dumbest shit just to get you to pay attention to her in some way

- she works harder than normal, falco notices that immediately and catches onto what’s going on

- she tries to act tougher around you, just better in general

- she gets protective of you, when she does something stupid and you follow along she gets really angry and doesn’t understand why

- eventually after a talk with falco, she realizes (finally) that she likes you but never knows how to approach something like that

- eventually works up to the courage to tell you how she really feels about you but it’s really rushed

- is very happy when you guys start dating though

- doesn’t know how relationships should go.. important to keep in mind it’s her first relationship and you guys are just kids

- everyone likes you guys together though

- often grabs your hand, as her way of trying to keep you protected

- she hates getting you involved in her messes but it happens very often and she feels bad about it like everytime

- the first time you kissed she was a blushy mess wow

- yeah you’re the only one that’ll make her so flustered like that

- and it’s easy too, all you gotta do is kiss her cheek, or hand, and she loses it

- she lets you do her hair every morning, ah so today you decided to do her normal look? With the ponytail with some hair down? Or maybe a full on ponytail? Or maybe a little braid, or maybe just leaving her hair down for the day? Yeah who knows! Really she doesn’t care you do her hair everyday now

- speaking of which likes you playing with her hair even if she doesn’t admit it or say much about it

- hugs are often from her but usually when nobody’s around, she’s been through a lot... especially for a 12 year old.. (probably you too), just hug it out y’all

- she has a problem saying that she loves you, not that she doesn’t but she feels almost scared to say it.. like maybe you don’t love her and just like her

- after all, you guys are young.. how would you even know what romantic love is?

- but deep down you both know that nobody else would ever in a million years make you guys feel how you two feel about eachother

- on multiple occasions thought of leaving this all behind with you and falco and just living in a forest or something together but she knows she wouldn’t be happy that way

- she was meant to fight, but she and you make a promise to try not to die in this shitty war

- she will brag about how amazing of a girlfriend she is, but also brag about how you’re a wonderful s/o and how everyone should be jealous of how happy she is

- you know how she screamed while those mfs were getting trampled? Yeah if anyone were to hurt you she screams that kinda crazy ...

- she’s just extremely protective and really doesn’t wanna lose you too:( she’s lost some close friends and she’s scared of losing you as well

- kinda just always sticks to you like glue

- Levi just refers to you as the brats s/o

- real talk though Sasha would’ve adored you guys and been your biggest shipper

- gabi gets embarrassed if anyone says how cute you guys are

( not interested in him romantically either but he is a fav)

- falco realizes quite quickly that he likes you, gabi loves to constantly remind him and tease him to hell about it which is so annoying to him ...

- while he worries about you .. way too often.. if you ever wanted to become a titan he is doing everything he can to make sure it doesn’t happen

- he is extremely blushy and flustered around you like at all times

- he can’t say for certain he’s in love, after all he’s a kid and he knows at that age he has no idea what that shit is but at the same time he’s never felt this way for anyone in his life and he doesn’t think he ever will

- protective of you, especially in battles. Would not hesitate to jump in front of you to save you and take any hits he can for you. He does this for gabi and still does. He’s a protective guy when it comes to you two

- he lacks the confidence to tell you how he feels, he is extremely shy with you

- eventually gabi eggs him on so much that he’s basically forced to ask you out

- he’s relieved you say yes

- he’s even more blushy around you though, and ends up panicking because he’s not sure how he should be around you..

- should he act different? Or the same? Yeah you get it

- he loves holding your hand though, while it does make him die on the inside it makes him happy and warm

- hug him and he will die

- kiss him and he will die like 10 times over

- seriously this boy can’t handle affection without having like a heart attack or something

- gabi just thinks it’s so hilarious

- sometimes gabi purposelessly gets you guys to kiss so he can just die

- he’s an awkward boy but he loves you ... yes he loves you

- he’s way too scared to say it though, what if it’s too soon, what if you laugh, etc.

- will genuinely get mad in a relationship now though if you still wanna be a titan.. before he kept it to himself but he believes he deserves a say now that you’re dating and really hates the idea of your life being shortened

- eventually he admits he loves you, he wants you to live a long life, he wanted you guys to get married someday

- he would have dreams, fantasies, about you guys getting married.. even before you were dating

- it’s how he realized his feelings

- he would have dreams about you all the time

- now he still does, but he can just visit you at night and be by your side

- if he can, he’d like to buy you things and overall spoil you

- or try to take you out on dates as often as he could

- everyone knew about his crush though if we’re being honest he is obvious as fuck

- he would be too shy to hug you, but secretly wants a big hug from you give him a hug you both have been through it

- secretly a clingy boy don’t comment on it he will die

- he just wants to keep you safe and protect you please let him protect you

- she’s a bit of a tsundere let’s be real! She can be a bit mean at times and brush you off

- or just relentlessly tease you

- however she cares about you, she wanted you to live a long life and not get yourself involved in this fucked up shit

- that’s why she for the longest time wanted you in the military police

- and why it’s so obvious to everyone else that she likes you

- she eventually admits her feelings thanks to marlo and she is forever grateful to him for it even after him being gone

- hand holding is often, and gives you a big kiss on the cheek usually

- she’s not shy about her relationship, she wants everyone to know. She doesn’t see it as weakness

- besides she lost an important friend, she wants you to know you’re important to her and that she isn’t ashamed of you or to be with you.

- enjoys teasing you in general, sometimes will tease and call you a perv even if you’re so obviously not being one she loves to embarrass you

- often feels worried whenever she can’t be with you

- she often freaks herself out and thinks something bad might’ve happened to you

- she always tries to be respectful of you and your boundaries, while this is a normal thing to do she really gets worried about overstepping ever and will apologize even when she doesn’t have to

- something about you just makes her more soft and more worried she’s doing something bad or wrong

- protective gal that will kick anybody’s ass for you to keep you safe

- in the world you live in though, kinda necessary isn’t it?

- she tries to take you on dates and even if it isn’t always a common occurrence she tries her best

- kinda wants to baby you sometimes but she also knows how annoyed she’d be if you did so

- she just cannot help but act like a mom sometimes to you, especially if you don’t know how to take care of yourself

- now that you’re dating flirting with you is quite common, she likes to flirt !

- especially if it makes you flustered, all of a sudden she’s a huge flirt now

- overall you make her nervous and flustered, so she wants you to feel the same

- totally used to gush about you to like Annie before you guys started dating, she couldn’t help it! Thankfully Annie found it amusing

- still even after all these years swoons over you like damn how are you so attractive

- still tries to convince you to stop fighting within the survey corps if she can but she knows she can’t at this point with how long it’s been going on you’ve clearly had your mind made up for awhile now

- she wants to start a family with you but doesn’t know how to tell you

- honestly just wants a normal life with you she loves you so much

- (btw, y’all end up having kids named Sasha and marlo <//3)

- she hates the idea of you dying it’s something she thinks about extremely often and she gets nightmares

- she tries to keep that from you, honestly she tries to make herself look strong in front of you like all the time

- she eventually opens up doe

- give her cuddles and hugs ;( plz

- oohhh boy here we go

- if falco was bad enough well here’s armin

- motherfucker dies if you even look his way

- he’s so blushy and so nervous, he cannot help it

- he would eventually get comfortable around you though, and would often talk to you about the sea and things he wanted to explore with you together

- or read books for you to fall asleep to

- it made him happy when you did though, it meant you were comfortable enough to fall asleep around him

- if you ever teased him he wouldn’t know what to say and would just stutter and not get his words out

- in general stutters around you from time to time he can’t help it you make him so nervous

- he told you how he felt of course because of mikasa and eren

- when you guys started dating though, he still didn’t know how to go about romance as it was entirely new to him.

- in a relationship? Not a protective guy let’s be real you’re the one protecting him half the time and he always feels embarrassed about it

- he gets worried easily though, if you’re fighting and tend to be reckless.. it’s easy to be overprotective of a rather weak boy so it’s likely he’s constantly worrying about you .. yeah

- more courage now that you’re dating so if you tease him he may stutter but at least he’ll try to defend himself a bit better

- loves giving you cheek kisses

- shy boy is not for pda but if you wanted it who is he to deny

- likes holding your hand, loves when you hold his hand... man he just loves you so much please

- he probably spent a lot of time talking about you to Annie

- he’s thought about starting a family with you but truly cannot bring himself to talk to you about it, in the world you’re in and the place he holds .. he will just have to wait

- while a smart person, you are somebody he will go to for advice from time to time

- mostly though, he wants to be somebody you can rely on

- spoils you, my god he is such a simp he can’t help but spoil you

- sometimes you’re a distraction he will just stare at you and when he gets caught he’s so embarrassed

- like armin is so obviously in love with you wtf

- he likes being hugged a lot

- often lays his head on your lap and falls asleep he finds it calming

- he’s very sweet, and calls you sweetheart or honey

- he likes to just remind you how much he loves and cares for you, he never wants you to forget.. even if it makes him blushy and embarrassed

- hitch totally teases him about how lame and mushy he can be when it comes to you

- you’re his biggest motivation to finish this war for good

- also he is quite insecure in a relationship but he’s generally insecure asf just reassure him <//3

- what a sweet gal! She loves spending time with you, talking to you about random shit like how your day was and whatnot

- sometimes complains to you about how tough the day was or how hard Levi made her work lol

- or about all the cleaning

- she tells eren about you quite often and even somebody as dumb as eren catches onto her feelings for you

- she’s aware of her feelings.. or eventually becomes aware of them

- she’s not sure initially what to do with them, she’s young but she’s not an idiot and she understands that loving somebody in this line of work isn’t ideal

- she hasn’t truly experienced what others have though, she doesn’t understand the full extent

- so she allows herself to selfishly tell you how she feels

- she’s glad you return them, and if you weren’t already in Levi squad you are now as you show to be an important asset

- often you two will clean together and spend as much time as you can, you keep your relationship mainly secretive

- it’s unprofessional and besides you two might be separated due to Levi’s order

- it’s just best to say you work better together, which you do btw

- while her father believes she’s too young to marry, he does like you nonetheless

- she’s always embarrassed when he brings up the marriage thing and how she’s still young

- the idea of getting married to you just makes her flustered and drives her crazy that’s all

- not for pda, again your relationship is a secret

- Levi catches on, he could care less

- holds your hand mainly, kisses your hand, caresses it ... she loves your hands please

- often jokes around with you, she always did but moreso now that you’re dating

- she likes to tease you a bit but it’s all in good fun, plus bonus points if you get flustered

- she wants to brush and do your hair in the morning (yes even if short)

- she lets you brush and do her hair too though

- in a modern au would totally be the type to make you music playlists and have you listen to them but okay

- she finds comfort in being around you, even in her worst times

- which would’ve saved her tbh

- she tries not to think too much about the future, or a future that could be without you.. she just wants to live in the present with you for now and pretend everything’s gonna be okay

- she’s (mainly cuz of her father) had thoughts about having a normal life with you and getting married and having kids

- she knows that can’t happen, not for a long time :(

- clings to your arm a lot

- she’s good at comforting you

- she’d do anything to keep you from being moody or sad

- she’s also very sappy sometimes

- blushy boy, anytime he’s around you his entire face is filled with an enormous blush that anybody can notice

- while people might not notice things about bertholdt they can at the very least notice his rather obvious crush on you

- if you haven’t made a move by now you either wanna see him do it himself or your oblivious as fuck

- lots of stutters

- probably sweats a little tbh

- stares at you constantly, it’s hard not to notice and Reiner comments on it quite a bit

- if you’re a soldier he definitely feels guilty, but considers taking you back home with Reiner (kinda like ymir with historia)

- he tells you how he feels finally because Reiner keeps egging him about it

- he’s a blushy mess as he confesses, but he’s happy that you say yes

- in a relationship he can be insecure at times, he doesn’t think highly of himself so it’s to be expected

- just reassure him:(

- of course you would know about his secret if you’re a soldier, and you’d have to be okay with it and not expose him. Of course he’ll say his side of the story and all that. It’s likely you take his now

- he’s still a blushy nervous ... and rather obvious boy

- sometimes he just wants to hold your hand but is too shy to but he’s so obvious about it since he keeps staring

- just take this mf hand already

- he’s too shy for a lot of things tbh

- also side note if you’re really short like historia that is so funny to him but he doesn’t say it out loud

- will absolutely swoon if you touch or play with his hair, first of all you’re probably too short to reach his hair so it’s not a common occurrence (or if not, always in public), but also because nobody’s done that before it makes him feel so loved

- after dating for awhile and being a bit more confident he is the type to say I love you often, he can’t help it because he genuinely does love you but sometimes is scared it’ll lose its meaning because he says it so often

- is extremely protective actually, light cause him to make some grave mistakes on the battlefield because of how protective he can be of you

- you in general got him swooning

- he likes to cook for you (back at home?)

- in general would love to just spoil you

- if you do the same he dies

- if you ever compliment him, big blush on his face

- honestly can’t help but talk about you to Reiner, Reiner likes hearing about it though and he’s not annoyed by it because Reiner is a sweet boy that likes hearing his friend be happy

- while he likes you laying on him, likes laying on you more, like your lap or something ..

- he’s a big cuddle baby he wants to be held despite being so tall he is just.. please

- he wants to protect you during the day but at night just wants to feel safe and protected in your arms

- if you were ever threatened, if you are attacked and etc he is gonna be yelling he ain’t going down without a fight

- you make his brain short circuit and you make him stupid

#yelena x reader #snk x reader #aot x reader #attack on Titan x reader #bertholdt x reader #gabi x reader #falco x reader #hitch x reader #armin x reader #petra x reader

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lunaekalenda · 4 years ago

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hi!! can i ask for either an eren or porco x reader fic where their titan form saves you from nearly dying during a battle and they get mad at you afterwards because they’re obviously not gonna be there all the time then when you apologize they end up breaking down because their afraid of losing you and it just ends in fluff 👉🏻👈🏻

OMG OMG wait this is gold!! that was a really good plot!! i had a hard time deciding, but i'm more into porco lately, so this time i'll be using him for my first fic! i hope you like it and sorry for the errors or the things that were different to the original ask :( (*´-`) this takes place in one of the battles Marley fights against another enemy, but I will not follow the line of the original manga :D (also thanks to @breathes24 for refreshing my memory :D)

𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔶𝔬𝔲

❁ porco x reader

❁ mention of blood and battle, mention of the extraction of a bullet, bad talking. shingeki s4 spoilers!

The only thing you could hear were shots. You kept running, your feet hurted and the backpack was really heavy. Running in the middle of the battlefield was a suicide mission, you knew it, but you were not going to leave all in Pieck's and Porco's hands. So, trying to avoid the shots, you keep runing. You can see Pieck's bag shooting and Porco running from one machine to another, trying to break them with his hardened claws. You look around, the corpses of your companions scattered across the field, along with some enemies. You try to concentrate in what you’re trying to do. The kids are safe in the trench, and you’re not a soldier of valor, you only have nursing knowledge, useless for the fight.

That’s why the commander has not hesitated to send you as a distraction.

“If you expose yourself as an easy target, they will probably have to divide their attention between them and you. Also, they know there are nine Changing Titans, but they don’t know exactly how many of them we have. They could think you’re one of them. That will make Zeke’s appearance more unexpected for them, you see?”

"Where the hell is Zeke?" you think. He should be here helping, a lot of eldians have died. a scream is heard and you identify it as a Titan's one. Pieck received a shot on her hand. She's losing her strength little by little. Porco keeps fighting, and Pieck’s support soldiers do a great job mastering the cannons, trying to hit the enemies. Reiner is trying to stop their train.

"Just wait a bit, guys. I'm almost there..." you enter the enemy side of the field. Your trench looks empty, because your army blindly believes in titans. But, like humans, their stamina is limited, and transforming takes a great deal of energy.

"There's one of them!!" someone yells in front of you. "She could be the Beast Titan, kill her before she reaches the other two!" all the soldiers can be heard loading their shotguns.

The first shot impacts on the floor. The second, near you. You just have an option: keep running, faster.

You accelerate the step to the front, where big war machines are searching you. From the trench, a lot of soldiers are trying to kill you, failing due to the poor visibility they have, but it's a matter of time before those who run the tanks finds you.

This is the end.

The shots are every time more precise, but you can’t return and leave them alone, waiting for Zeke to make his appearance.

You have no scape.

You close your eyes, accepting the destiny, while you keep running. You can hear them charging their big machines. They found you.

You’re their target now.

A Titan's scream is heard, right before the order of the enemy captain.

"Fire!"

You open your eyes when a shot impacts on your leg, and you watch how they charge the canons, ready to kill you. Now you have zero scape way, you’re hurt and you can’t move.

Suddenly, the Jaw Titan appears and, opening his mouth, picks you up off the ground, locking you in his hardened jaw. His speed of movement allows him to easily dodge all shots.

"Thanks, Pock."

A tremor and the sound of lightning tells that Zeke has already arrived to help.

He keeps runing, and then all you can hear are rocks hitting people, trains and houses. Zeke’s titan may be slow for running, but his pitches are deadly. Your leg hurts where the bullet went through, and the pants you’re using are covered with blood.

“Just leave me here and return. I don’t want them to lose because of me.”

He ignored what you said and kept running, but slowing down. Probably he’s tired, he has been fighting for hours.

Once you two are far enough from the battlefield, Porco turns right and you recognize the path he has been taking. We’re close to the residence. He opens his mouth and you go down to the floor, but your leg complains of the roughness of the movement. Then, his Titan falls, and he appears behind it. He seems angry.

"What the hell were you doing there?" he says. His Titan is steaming.

"I wanted to help you, you were doing all the work... The commander told me to help and I thought it was a good idea." Porco looks at you without saying anything for a minute. Then, he sighs and looks at your bleeding leg, before coming towards you. His arm slips under your knees carefully, and the other rests on your back, before he lifts you. “I can walk, you don’t have to...”

“You have a fucking bullet inside, just take help for one damn time.” You decided to shut up and he enters the residence. “I have some medical stuff in my room, I’ll take you there.” He starts to walk up the stairs, heading to his room. There are a few doctors on their daily check of the injured soldiers that live here. He opens his door using his foot, and he enters. His room is clean and clear. Natural light comes in through the window, and a bedside lamp lights up the corner of hi bed. He leaves you in the bed before walking to his personal bathroom, from where he takes a medicine cabinet. Porco drags a chair to place it near the bed, making him able to treat your leg. He hasn’t talk since we arrived here, but he keeps frowning.

“We didn’t need help” He says after cutting your pants at the height of the wound. Then, Porco opens the medicine cabinet, and takes out thread, needle and some surgical tweezers. The scalpel glows when he pulls it out.

“Maybe this hurts a bit.” He whispers. He prepares also a towel with some water. “Grab that pillow and use it to muffle your screams.” You do what he said, and you put his pillow on your face. It smells like him, and it comforts you a lot. He works fast, moving his fingers with precision, and extracting the bullet without problem. Once he’s finished, he saves everything back in place and offers you a glass of water. You’re dizzy from the pain and you needed to drink, so you thank him and drink.

“Do it slow or you’ll be feeling worst, idiot.” he scolds tou. You drink it slower and you take a breath once you’re finished.

“Thanks” He puts the glass on the table he has as a desk.

“Well, I...”

“You could have died out there” he says. He’s not looking at you, and runs his hand through his hair. “You were about to die.”

“Thanks for that, you saved me”

“I’m not going to last forever, you know? Someday I’ll die, and I’m not going to be there to save you like all the other times. So start thinking about surviving and stop playing the heroine.”

“Sorry?”

Why was he so pissed off? You didn’t ask for his help.

“I don't have to take care of you every time we go out onto the battlefield”

“Stop doing it, then”

“It's called companionship, but it only works if everyone focuses on surviving and not in saving stupid death-hugging soldiers”

“I never asked you to save me.” The words come out on their own before you could stop them. That was very rude, you’re ungrateful. He looks at you in the eyes, but you can't tell how he feels.

“Cool, next time I'll take care of my business and let you die, if that’s what you want.”

He’s hurt. You hurt him because you were getting nervous.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean anything that I said. I was getting anxious...”

He sighs. “I also talked badly to you.”

“But you’re right. I can’t survive by myself.”

“I didn’t mean to say that.” His voice is losing strength, and his gaze is lowered. “It’s just... I thought that today I was losing you, I was not going to be able to arrive on time” his voice breaks while he talks. “I don't know what I would have done if something had happened to you”

You looked at him surprised. “To me? Who cares about me? Maybe it’s because we trained together since kids.” You think for yourself, before speaking.

“Well, I know you care for all of us, but Pock yo...”

“You’re not getting it.” He says. Then he leans over to the bed. “I care for you. I care a lot. I can’t imagine if something bad happens to you. I’m always near in case I have to help you. I can only thing about your wellness.” His brown eyes are fixed on yours. “Please, don’t do that again.” His eyes are getting wet. “Just the idea of losing you terrifies me.” His hand sits on your back, and draws you to him. You’re speechless.

You have always been interested in Porco. When you first met him, you thought he was really handsome, and his personality made you think of him as unattainable. You two have been training together since kids. He was really good in all skills, and you were really bad. He helped you a couple times, but you ended in the nursery school. You started to lose contact, but then he inherited the Jaw Titan and wasn’t sent to Paradis, so you both coincide again. He is a man now, even more attractive than before, but with a somewhat shocking personality. So listen him saying this things makes your heart shudder.

“Pock, I...”

“I like you. Well, I think this is no more just attraction.” he whispers. “I guess I’m in love with you.”

That hit you like a train. His love for you was behind all the times he saved you, the times he helped you and the times he reprimanded you. He was moved by love, genuine concern.

“Are you crying?” he separates you from his body to look at your face. Tears roll down your cheeks fast. Porco places his hands on both sides of your face, dabbing them dry with his thumbs. Your hands are placed on top of his, and you lean your head towards his touch.

“I also love you, Pock” he smiles before kissing your forehead. “Since we were kids”

“You know that if you had said it before, I would have corresponded long ago” you laugh quietly, his thumbs tracing circles on your skin. “I can’t promise you a long life together, but if you accept the little that I can offer, I’ll be delighted to be with you.”

His lips place a soft kiss on your hair and you hug him.

“I will be happy to be with you, Pock.”

The room was silent, and you could only listen to his heartbeat, slow, because he has you on his arms, alive. You look at him, his handsome face looking you.

“Does that mean I can ask you to going out later” he laughs.

“I just took out a bullet from your leg, you have to rest.” you smirk.

“I live in the other part of the city. I can’t walk.”

“I’ll call a horse cart for you.”

He was having fun, dodging every possible way to spend time together that night.

“What if my leg hurts? I live alone.” you tried and, for your surprise, he smiled.

“Then I guess you need someone to take care of you tonight...”

His lips covered yours sweetly, and you thought you could get used to it.

To him.

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unproduciblesmackdown · 3 years ago

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absolutely niche but went off on one last night skimming through the phantom of the auditorium book to glean any like Visual Description scraps b/c i need the extra help of like, picking visuals from the diff sources available & shaking them up & filling in any blanks I Guess, b/c i Cannot think of ideas myself & when it’s time to like, imagine some design in some theme on a tee, i am gonna have an impossible challenge on my hands there, i can’t make stuff up wholecloth, and the more cloth i can get my hands on, the better i at least have some starting point (see: absolutely i think you can throw out visual details abt characters (presuming they’re not like, crucially relevant in w/e cases) and definitely make up your own design wholecloth, i also don’t think if you have like, the Full Visuals of [certain actors] you Gotta draw from that at all, especially when it’s like, this oscr is entirely Audio & of course these people are adults vs ghosts or preteens, & even dealing with Any stage production, esp w/multiple productions w/varied casting, it’s all the more relevant that there’s no one Concrete Way any give character looks....however first & foremost i’m here b/c of doing like, a triple take “oh goosebumps?? Musical??? Ft. Will Roland???????????????” at a tweet lmfao so in my mind & in my [what will more reliably motivate me to draw something / be conducive/convenient to that effort] tendencies, zeke’s a little a.u. will roland looking eleven year old or what have you lol, & using other cast members as a starting point / reference is right there as a convenience too, why not. certainly Principal Stine is just r.l. stine, exactly, or what are we even doing here? to me emile is just like, alex brightman in coveralls except he’s not even a Real night janitor, so just any outfit, rather than the canon description like near 60 y.o. ghostish guy, i can’t really shake that & why would i. on the flipside, i have little grasp on how i’d picture tina, & the book basically never describes her, she’s a seventh grade girl & that’s all we’ve got lol. could even turn to the Episode for further assistance there lol but i don’t super remember her having That distinctive a look there either)

all this is to say i wrote down all these notes about Ways The Book Says People Look / Visual Info That Feels Relevant Enough To My Goals Here lol. and since i’m typing them up for convenient / additional access anyways, and who knows what niche nominal interest it may be of to anyone, here is what i’ve written lol:

Brooke pushes hair “off” her face

Zeke’s hair

really long in front (blond)

covers one eye

very short almost shaved in the back

Brooke ties “long hair” into ponytail w/a scrunchie

always wears one on each wrist

“Zeke’s flannel shirtsleeve”

Brooke has a denim jacket

Emile: loose grey pants, sweatshirt

only inch or two taller than Zeke

Zeke: wearing jeans

raises left eyebrow / creases forehead in thought

biting lower lip when nervous

sneakers

Ms Walker: yellow sweater

Brian: * brown hair (*dra dark)

red & black flannel

black sweatpants / hightops

next outfit “looked cute”

black vest over white tee / faded jeans

Zeke has digital watch

Brian in a sweater

Zeke sweeps hair back w/hand when really tense

[post postscript: also naturally remembering some extra pointed out visuals like that zeke has freckles, brooke has glasses, brian has green eyes, just didn’t write it all down if i feel like i’ve got things Remembered / i’m not planning to use xyz specific detail &/or don’t feel the need to note the Quote abt the detail. like i think it’s funny brooke notes zeke’s watch has a lot going on w/buttons & he can wrangle a bunch of functions out of it except for Telling The Actual Time lol thank you for the humorous detail, but i’m not anticipating getting super detailed w/drawing that watch, but now that i know it exists, i’m definitely drawing it, we love like fun digital watches out here]

[anyways also noting these things for my Depiction Ambitions b/c like, if i draw in some [zeke pushes hair back] “frame” it’s like i’m gonna need some phantauditoriumhead to recognize the faithful tribute to the source lmfaoo]

[in addition to posting about all this Simply For Kicks b/c i mean, truly why not, it’s also just me sort of giving myself a gentle nudge abt continuing to Intend to actually try w/all this lol....hyping myself up a degree like nice job, i worked on this by skimming the book again....i work on it by rotating images inside my head when i listen to the songs, some sequences / moments more strongly than others......love you goosebumps the musical the phantom of the auditorium original studio cast recording, would love to build on that with this fun (to manifest) project, unfortunately i Am one of the slowest drawers out there and Am easily intimidated from actually jumping into any given drawing effort and i Do both need enough details re: how i wanna draw any of these people but i Am also one of the worst at creatively generating such details out of simply my imagination, so lol]

#in essence:#goosebumps the musical #i do keep finding the book a real delight though too lol. very Humorous and Vivacious imo i keep laughing quietly to myself every page #just now reappreciating how much of brian's dialogue from the book got pretty closely reworked into many My Story lyrics....#brian as a character in the book is even funnier also like. for one second as the Pre Chapter Break Suspense it's like oh who is this guy is #he gonna be mean? then immediately it's like no his whole thing is being remarkably shy & nervous all the time abt everything.#bothered abt getting paint on his clothes; the extra scared one when going along w/zeke & brooke's adventures like when he's bothered about #the concept of finding the subbasement phantom who is gonna maybe be a ghost.....my brother.........#anyways i love absolutely all of the flair and all the little extra details abt character tendencies or dynamic illustrating moments or like #the clear moments of humor as [if you are not also like brooke's age the Obviously Incorrect / Limited Perspective Of Being Ten] moments of #inner commentary are like aha yeah i am inferring what you're getting at with what brooke is not quite Getting about this situation lol...#other like very pithy internal comments lol like thank you grown person writing in this humorous observation #anyways also enjoying how like yeah you don't even Know there's a ghost involved or how till the very end; but #all along the way it's like oh yeah there's plenty of like mystery/suspense w/this or that element & like #naturally that whatever Stakes would feel raised / a situation would feel more intimidating when you're like eleven or something #or really if you are a fully grown person lol just not written as if directly from or to that perspective #haunted school...cursed play...Scary play...stuck in the sub basement...threatening ghostly adult stranger...#mysterious mishaps that keep happening live & in person & that's evoking the curse of the scary play & you don't know it's Not your bestie..#but when you do feel it's not your bestie; whodunit & why are they setting him up....getting in trouble(tm)...nighttime investigations of #places you're not supposed to be...stuck in the sub basement Again....living in a world where if you lose your job you can become unhoused..#thinking you might die in this sub basement due to being trapped Again; threatened by an adult stranger Again....#and that's all before The Play....many misadventures in one night & we're even for all intents & purposes dying all over again out here #anyways all the time i end up on these tangents lol i find the book quite fun as is only helped along by the musical in Conversation w/it #feels like i'm making progress hashing out visuals like. gotta have Enough of an idea how to draw the three central kids certainly #just gotta have enough particulars lol need to get into Some detail / figure out my own Geometry Rules....#ya Gotta know how the shapes/angles are gonna go...at least well enough for my purposes #and to that end it Is helpful there's room for flexibility / making up as much of it as you want. already thought of some potential like #convenience re: throwing down a design for brian that is def not drawing from any preexisting particulars...one can just do that

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mooniefics · 4 years ago

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— first impressions

pairing : zeke jaeger / fem reader / reiner braun

word count : 7.5k

tags : sorta fluff (i can’t help myself i love reiner), eventual smut, threesome (f/m/m), situational humiliation, one night stand, spitroasting, drunk + unsafe sex

warnings : nsfw, mild sexual coercion

summary : a chance meeting between you and reiner leaves you enjoying an evening with the warriors upon their much anticipated return from the war. but doing your new friends a favor leads to a night you'll never forget.

— originally posted 12 / 22 / 20 on ao3 —

"reiner! is that really you?!"

you stood quickly from your place at the booth, unable to stop yourself from scrambling up to the small group of soldiers, who were all looking down at you with a mixture of confusion and amusment.

"you didn't tell us you had a girlfriend back home, braun." the dark-haired woman to his right teased, earning a crossed frown from your friend.

"not my girlfriend." he muttered, ignoring their chuckles as he turned his attention back to you, "i haven't changed that much in a few months, have i?"

you sighed, a relieved grin breaking out across your face as he opened his arms to you, gratefully accepting his invitation and squeezing him tight, face pressing into his shoulder. the scent of gunpowder that usually clung to him in his uniform was absent on his civilian clothes, replaced instead with the pleasant smell of fresh linen. "a few months? felt more like a whole year to me."

you stayed cognizant of the people behind him, now exchanging curious glances at the sight of their comrade's affection, the woman who'd initially teased him whispering something to the stern looking man by her side that made his expression crack into a small grin. he pulled away from you after a moment, a soft smile warming his usually sullen features, which dampened at a hand being placed on his shoulder.

"would you care to introduce us, reiner?" a low voice asked, the speaker stepping to reiner's side to get a good look at you.

you instantly recognized the man, face flushing with embarrassment as you scrambled to find your words. "c-captain jaeger! i apologize for interrupting your evening, p-please forgive-"

"nonsense." he said, holding out his hand for you to shake, "and no need for the formalities, feel free to call me zeke."

you clasped your hands gratefully around his, shaking vibrantly much to his amusement. you exchanged names with the remaining three, the tired looking but jovial woman, pieck, insisting that you join them on their night out. seeing as you had already planned to be at the old bar for the rest of the night by yourself, you had no qualms with inviting them all to fill the remaining seats of the booth you'd been occupying before they entered.

"pock here isn't much of a talker," she said after everyone got themselves situated, poking the cheek of the man she'd been whispering to earlier, "he's a little shy, but don't hold it against him."

"i thought i told you not to call me that.." he grumbled in reply, smacking away her hand and earning a small round of laughter from everyone at the table. the freshest face among them, colt, flagged down the barmaiden that was milling about the tavern floor, ordering a beer for everyone at the table with a kind smile.

"this'll be the only one for me tonight." you told him across the table after the woman had sauntered away, "i kinda didn't budget to be drinking more than one beer tonight anyways.."

"don't worry about it." you turned at reiner's voice beside you, gaze flitting down to see him thumbing through the bills in his wallet, "i'll pay for you tonight. my treat."

"nice to see that you know how to treat a lady." zeke quipped with a grin from his place on your left, earning another unreadable frown from reiner, but you could see the flush creeping up on his cheeks as a result of the implication.

before he could dismiss his friend, the barmaiden had returned, toting six mugs filled to the brim with beer on her serving platter. everyone murmured their thanks as she passed them around the table, her eyes lingered on colt before she slipped away to attend to another awaiting party.

"look at you, colt! haven't even been here for thirty minutes and you've already got the ladies swooning." pieck drawled, taking a long sip from her mug with a smile on her lips as she watched the young man stammer out an excuse.

you couldn't help but laugh along at the display, taking a generous drink of your own as you watched the conversation pick up around you. pieck seemed to be more than comfortable with everyone at the table, fueling the majority of the discussion with her playful words. porco, as she'd said, didn't seem to be much of a talker, but nodded along to what the others said, contributing a brief input when he saw fit and staying silent for the rest of the time. colt wasn't naive, but he was easy to tease, the perfect target for little jabs here and there from around the table that drew irritated, flustered protests from him and made everyone laugh.

the dynamic that had intrigued you the most was that between zeke and reiner. they didn't speak directly to the other often, mostly relaying remarks through their responses to the others, but when they did, there seemed to be an odd sort of tension between them. not exactly rivals, but not exactly friends either. they were on the same team, but there was a clear disconnect between them despite that. you felt every slight shift that reiner made when zeke addressed him, debating on whether you should request to move from your place between them for your sake or stay as a buffer for reiner's.

everyone was on their third glass—the only exception being reiner, who was nearly through his fourth—definitely loosened up though not quite drunk yet, but before you could put much thought into how you'd go about doing that, porco spoke to you for the first time. "so, how do you even know reiner?"

"oh! i'd also like to know too!" pieck piped up between sips, downing the rest of her mug in one go and resting her chin in her hands. everyone's attention had turned to you in an instant, intently waiting for your response, making your posture stiffen as you twisted your hands in your lap.

"well, it was a few years ago, when the war with the mid-east had just started ramping up." you began, tensing up the slightest bit when you felt your hand brush reiner's under the table, "i was working at the produce shop down on kaiser lane, and one day reiner came by with his mother on one of her grocery visits, she had always spoken to me about him when i was counting up her total. i asked her if this was son she was always talking about, and she said yes and introduced us. reiner looked tired," pieck giggled at that. "so i tried to hurry it up a little for his sake, and then she paid and they both went on their way. later that day i came here, and i saw him sitting alone at the counter, so i decided to sit down next to him and see if he could put up with my insufferable small talk for a little while. we ended up talking all night, and we've been great friends since then."

"well, isn't that the sweetest thing," pieck smiled warmly at you from across the table, balancing her head on one hand so could pensively drum her fingers across the wood, "if i didn't know any better, i'd say you two made a lovely couple!"

"pieck, would you stop bothering reiner." porco chided, waving a hand at your friend, "just look at him, he looks like he's one more girlfriend comment away from popping a blood vessel."

reiner grumbled out a low 'fuck you', gulping down the rest of his beer and flagging down the barmaiden as the rest of the warriors shared a hearty laugh at his expense. you yourself were similarly blushing at their constant assertions of something more between the two of you. it's not as if you hadn't mulled the idea over in your head many times before on all the previous outings you'd been on together, and the few times the two of you had gotten drunk enough to fool around a bit before one of you came to your senses and excused yourself for the night.

there were some days where you were glad you kept a modest distance between yourselves, and there were others where you wanted to do nothing more than throw all caution to the window and just enjoy one irresponsible night of doing whatever came to mind, no doubts or worries or responsibilities to get in the way, politics and the war be damned. you started to shake away those unnecessary thoughts, but zeke did a much better job of distracting you when his arm fell around your shoulders, giving you a friendly squeeze as he spoke.

"i see that even in good company, my colleagues' manners still aren't up to par," he said, directing his words at you but talking loud enough for anyone to hear, "allow me to apologize on their behalf."

"oh hush, zeke, you're the worst out of all of us!" pieck argued through her laughter, playfully kicking his shin under the table, "you're only playing nice because she's here."

her words didn't draw his attention away from your face, gleaming grey eyes intently drinking in the emotions passing over your flushed features. you laughed nervously, turning away to face the rest of the table, sneaking a glance at reiner as the barmaiden swept by to clean up the empty glasses and replace them with filled mugs. he had an irritated frown drawn across his lips, worry lines creasing his face as he gulped down half of his mug in seconds.

"look's like you're finally not the one overdoing it, huh colt?" you heard pieck whisper into the young man's ear, snickering at him when he turned away from her and huffed.

just glancing around at them all made you forget that everyone of them were living on borrowed time, that in less than a month they would most likely be shipped out on their next assignment to defend marley against any one of the neighboring nations that were just waiting to pounce at the slightest slip up. aside from reiner, they all seemed to be forgetting that fact as well in favor of just enjoying this night while it was still young.

another banter-filled hour passed, your table not noticing how the bar had been steadily emptying as closing time drew near. zeke had kept his grasp around you for the entire time, much to reiner's dismay, which was evident on his face each time you tried to coax him back into the conversation, always faltering each time zeke peered over you to repeat your question to him with a thinly veiled haughtiness. reiner had gone through more beer than anyone at the table, his flushed face and low-lidded gaze along with his slurring words letting you know just how drunk he'd really become. but aside from his borderline unpleasant exchanges with your friend, zeke was incredibly charismatic, almost overbearingly so, your own intoxication making it easy for you give in to his infectious energy and laugh along with him and everyone else at the table.

sure, you were worried about reiner, but he knew that you would always be friends at the end of the day, and you had to make a good impression on these newly introduced people who were so kind as to invite you in on one of their rare leisurely getaways from the military barracks. so you let yourself lean into zeke's side, relishing in the warmth that you'd been craving for so long—a warmth that the alcohol only made you want more and more—the break in your routine that you'd been searching for in an evening alone turning into a night that you were sure you wouldn't forget for a long time. they didn't even seem to care that you weren't an honorary marleyan, or even that you were a lowly blue-collar worker that made a measly sum at her meaningless job on a forgettable street corner.

but alas, the blissfully ignorant fun of the table's atmosphere was dampened by the arrival of the barmaiden with your table's tab, setting it down in front of colt with a coy smile as she gathered up the rest of your empty glasses and disappeared into the back of the tavern.

"aw colt, you never made your move!" pieck chided, giggling as she dug into the pocket of her skirt to reach for her wallet just as everyone else around the table was doing.

"reiner.. are you okay?" you gently nudged his arm, looking over with concern at the sight of him. his elbow was propped on the table, forehead resting in the heel of his palm as he stared down at his lap, mouth drawn into a slight frown.

"shit, he's loaded." porco commented snarkily.

"we can't let magath see him like this!" colt said nervously, looking around at his colleagues, waiting for one of them to come up with a plan to deal with this new issue.

you glanced from colt to reiner, then up at zeke, turning back to everyone as you made an offer. "well.. i have a guest room at my house, he could stay there for the night if it makes things any easier for you all."

"oh, you're an angel!" pieck sighed, reaching across the table and clasping your hands in hers, "and if the commander asks, i could say that he decided to stay with his family!!"

"sharp as always, pieck." zeke chimed from beside you, "though, i don't think it'd be fair to make her watch him all by herself, so i think it'd be best if i help her out with him for the evening, just to be sure he doesn't cause her any trouble."

he met eyes with pieck, and for a moment you thought you saw the briefest flash of realization cross her features, the slightest smirk perking up at her lips before her face relaxed back into its natural smile and she nodded at him. "great idea." she said, tugging at porco and colt's sleeves, "i'll deal with these two, and i'll tell the commander that you had a change of heart as well. reiner, hand me your wallet if you can't count the bills."

"i've got it." he grunted, fumbling with his wallet for a few moments before slamming a fistful of bills down in front of her.

"thank you very much!" she sang happily, getting all the money in order and putting her own small tip for the barmaiden before she slapped colt's arm a few times, prompting him to start scooting out of the booth.

zeke finally retracted his arm to begin leaving the booth, standing out on the floor and offering his hand out to you. you flushed, taking it and allowing him to help you to your feet. everyone got themselves situated, stepping out of the bar and saying their goodbyes, pieck, colt, and porco turning to make their way back to the barracks, zeke slinging reiner's arm over his shoulder and following you along as you gave directions on how to get to your home.

there wasn't many words exchanged between the three of you on your short walk, only having some small talk with zeke between the bouts of comfortable silence hanging around you in the warm night air. you arrived home within minutes, wrestling the key into the old lock and holding open the door for zeke to help reiner in.

"i can walk myself, jaeger." he muttered while kicking his shoes off, earning a low chuckle from the older man.

"then why aren't you doing it right now?"

he didn't get a response as you directed them to your bedroom, hoping to settle him down as soon as you could in the hopes of him being able to get enough rest to sleep off the worst parts of his hangover. while zeke assisted him, you scampered over to the guest bedroom to get it ready for your other, less intoxicated guest. but as you opened the door to the bedroom, you were mortified at the sight of your mess upon looking into the room. in the moment of wanting to do something nice for your friends, you'd completely forget about how you'd basically turned your spare room into more of a storage closet.

looking around to try and think about where to get started, hopefully make it look like you didn't completely neglect this room for the past few months before zeke finished putting his friend to bed, you felt a hand on your shoulder, stiffening in surprise as you slowly turned to look at him.

"i-i'm really sorry, i totally wasn't expecting guests tonight, and i promise i've been meaning to move everything to the basement-"

"don't worry about it, really." he stopped you before you could continue to profusely apologize, offering you another one of those warm smiles that made your knees feel weak, "let me help you, it's the least i could do after you opened your home to a couple of irresponsible soldiers." to your surprise, he brushed past you, picking up one of the many boxes that had accumulated on the bed and floor over the months. "you said you had a basement, right? would you mind showing me where it is exactly?"

unable to find your words, you pointed halfheartedly to the door at the end of the hall, watching him carry one of the few boxes that had left you panting by the time you'd transported them across the house with ease, not even having to set it down to open the door and begin descending the steps. his quick return up the steps finally spurred you into action, hauling another box into your arms and repeating his path of depositing it down in your basement and returning to your room to grab another, making sure to take it slow on your way down the steps from how heavy the alcohol made your limbs feel.

within a few minutes, you both had everything squared away. you let yourself take a seat on the now empty bed, breathing out a sigh of relief and wiping the sweat that had begun to bead around your forehead with the back of your hand, watching as he settled down next to you. "sheesh, you made all that heavy lifting look so easy! and thank you again, for doing such a generous favor for me."

"there's no need to thank me." he replied earnestly, a hand settling on your thigh, making you suppress a small flinch, "you have a lovely home, do you really live all on your own?"

you tried to laugh off the warmth of his hand on your skin through your long skirt. "y-yeah, it's just been me for a while. sometimes friends come over for the night, but for the most part, it's just me."

zeke hummed pensively, grey eyes shining with something dangerous as he gazed down at you. "makes sense that someone such as yourself hasn't found anybody qualified enough to settle down with," he grinned at your flustered expression, openly appreciating the way your eyes widened and you breathed out a soft, indecisive 'thank you', "though, i was so sure that you and reiner had something between you.."

"n-no! it's not like that." the words spilled out of your mouth before you could even think about them, the desire to answer him overriding any clear thought that might cut through your intoxicated embarrassment, "i'm sure s-soldiers such as him and yourself don't really have time to play around with people l-like me."

you mentally slapped yourself for coming to such a conclusion, let alone allowing it to actually exit your brain and be heard by the most esteemed guest you'd probably ever have the honor of hosting.

"oh?" he peered curiously at you, thumb rubbing a slow stroke over your leg, face seeming much closer than it was a few blinks ago, "and what exactly is that supposed to mean?" you knew just how intentional his word choice was, practically setting up a verbal trap for you to fall into, but how could you not take the bait when it was marley's strongest warrior dangling it before you?

"i-i-i'm sorry, s-sir— zeke!"

you scrambled to correct yourself, looking any place except his face and wanting to do nothing more than hide away somewhere where neither him nor reiner could find you to sober yourself up before you could humiliate yourself any further. but you felt the desperation that was now gripping your pounding heart start to squeeze like a vice around it when a rough hand found your chin, gently turning your head to face him again.

"again with the apologies.. what am i going to do with you?"

your bottom lip quivered, more frantic sorries threatening to spill out, but stopped by the lack of air that you were able to take in from his proximity. you hadn't even realized you were holding your breath until you felt a tight ache seize your chest, exhaling an alarmed breath as you stared up into the glinting grey irises studying your face, mirroring their actions at the tavern but containing all of the hunger he'd been hiding in front of his comrades. the hand of your thigh slid up your leg just an inch, zeke breathing out a chuckle at the feeling of you tensing under his touch.

"if you must know," his face was so close that you could even see the pale freckles dotting across his sharp cheekbones and the bridge of his nose, the shadowed contour of his face looking even deeper in the dim light of the guest room, parted lips exhaling a warm breath that fanned across your face, the scent of alcohol still evident as he slowly spoke, "a soldier such as myself can make plenty of time to play around with someone like you."

you couldn't barely contain your awe, drawing in another shaky, shallow breath at the feeling of his lips brushing across your own, just daring you to indulge in his offer. you could barely form a cohesive thought before your brain forced a new topic into your conscious, confusion and shock and abrupt desire drowning out all the rationality that you were so desperately grasping for in this moment.

you'd just met this man tonight, it didn't matter that you'd known of his grand legacy even from when you were a young girl or felt like you'd gotten to know him quite a bit in that short amount of time, you'd only shaken his hand and drank with him and sat face-to-face with him for the first time just a few hours ago. not to mention how the person you were truly familiar with, the one who wasn't nearly a decade your senior, the one you had really been yearning for was just down the hall in your bed, only two shut doors and a few thin walls away from this spectacle. but, zeke was right in front of you, and he was offering out an opportunity that was impossible to refuse—an offer that you really, really didn't want to refuse.

so you didn't. you gave in to the sinful temptation of his warmth, his skin, his soft touches with calloused, work-roughened hands, the knowledge that this kiss was only just the beginning of something unforgettable.

in contrast to his hands, his lips were soft, ridiculously soft as they pressed over yours, the fingers at your chin unfurling to cup the length of your jaw. you leaned into his touch, earning a pleased grunt from him when your trembling hand found his hair, slowly carding through it as you focused on maintaining the easy rhythm of his kiss. you stifled a small sound when the hand on your leg smoothed up to your inner thigh, not pressing any further, just gently stroking and giving the occasional squeeze to the pliant flesh through your skirt.

you could feel the light flutter in your chest heavy and knot into something familiar, twisting deep in your stomach as he sucked at your bottom lip, nipping at it before his attention wandered across your cheek, the hand at your jaw tilting your head up to expose more of your neck to his eager mouth. faint kisses gave way to teasing bites and licks, drawing a soft whimper as he sucked with the intent to bruise where your shoulder met your neck. he seemed to appreciate the way your grasp in his hair tightened, the hand on your thigh traveling across your waist to find the knotted string holding up your skirt.

the progression of his actions felt natural, but almost too fast at the same time, your hand giving an apprehensive tug to his hair when you felt the waistline of your skirt go slack with the undoing of its lacing. he groaned lowly at the sensation, spurring you to do it again when his teeth grazed over the forming redness just right. you could feel the haze of arousal fogged your mind already, all rationale dissipating under the influence of the alcohol and the hands that were now roaming your body, searching for a moment for the top button of your shirt before they began to messily undo those as well. each brush of his fingers across your bare skin sent goosebumps across the expanse of your chest, making quick work of your blouse as he pushed it over your shoulders, guiding your arms out of the sleeves before tossing it aside in favor of working on the clasp of your bra, never pulling away from his place at your neck for more than a moment before returning the bruising attention of his mouth back over the flushed skin.

you breathed out a weak whimper at the feeling of his thumb and forefinger taking one of your nipples between them, bra forgotten somewhere on the floor with your shirt, baring the entirety of your naked torso to him. he could feel how you squirmed when another hand smoothed down your stomach, slipping beneath your skirt's waistline and settling just between your legs, only a sheer barrier provided by your thin underwear, the arousal threatening to soak through the fabric leaving it clinging to every fold. he hummed appreciatively at the welcome surprise, drawing more stifled sounds out of you when his fingers slowly stroked over your clothed cunt.

"all this just for me?" he murmured lowly in your ear, thumb pressing down on your clit, rubbing slow circles over the sensitive nub.

his touch was electrifying, almost overwhelmingly good as you arched into it, the hand at your breast now groping at the supple flesh, palm offering a much-needed friction over your nipple. you finally registered his teasing question, barely managing a disoriented 'mhm' and a small nod, unable to think of anything else besides your heartbeat pounding loud enough that you though he might be able to hear, and the fingers prodded at you and teasing your body as they pleased.

your half-lidded gaze drifted to the door, blinking away the fogginess when you realized it wasn't actually properly shut. you opened your mouth to try and murmur out your observation, but the words in your head spilled out as an incoherent moan, feeling his mouth detach from your bruised neck before he urged you down onto the mattress. but the sight of him standing above you, tugging off his shirt and revealing the impressively toned physique of his stomach and chest, made you forget the ajar door behind him entirely. your hands moved without a second thought, pushing your skirt and underwear down your legs as far as you could, kicking them the rest of the way off as he began to unbuckle his belt.

you couldn't help the way your eyes widened when he shoved down his pants and underwear in one go, unable to choose between focusing your gaze on the smug smirk drawing across his lips or his achingly hard cock, already looking like more than you could handle even at a distance. he plucked his glasses off his face, setting them on the bedside table before he moved over you in bed, your hands tugging him down into a kiss and earning a low chuckle against your lips.

"eager little thing, aren't you?" he only pulled away for a moment to speak, knuckles dragging down the swell of your breast and curving down your waist. your legs spread in anticipation, back arching off the bed when his fingers finally trailed down between your thighs to smooth a finger down your pussy. "and so, so wet."

you squeaked at the intrusion of two thick fingers pumping into you, sliding in easily with a soft, wet sound. the rhythm of your lips faltered, whimpering as his tongue slid between your teeth, tangling with yours, mouth greedily swallowing every desperate sound you made for him. you were grateful for how he was muffling you, just barely remembering that there was another presence in your house besides you and zeke that you had to worry about, heat sparking up your spine at the feeling of his fingers curling just right inside you.

the thought of reiner finding you in here with the captain of his squad, so pathetically obedient and practically dripping from just his fingers, was horrifying and unnervingly thrilling all at once. would he be angry with you? why would he be? what did he even consider you as?

you couldn't dwell on that thought for too long, hips bucking and toes curling when his thumb rubbed firm circles over your clit, wordlessly begging for more. he seemed to be just as impatient as you were in the face of your desperation, pulling away from your lips and removing his touch from between your legs, rolling himself onto his back and tugging you on top of him in one swift motion. you flush even deeper as you watched him drink in the sight of your naked figure, large hands finding your hips, pupils blown wide enough to nearly swallow up the silvery grey of his irises as he eased you down so his cock was just at your aching cunt, offering a sliver of mercy by allowing you to seat yourself onto him as fast or slow as you'd like.

just the first few inches had you whimpering, hands settling on his chest to steady yourself, teeth worrying the skin of your bottom lip, trying to contain the borderline humiliating sounds that were making him grin so smugly up at you. you could feel tears pricking your eyes by the time you finally sank all the way down, deep, shaky breaths giving away your lack of composure even more so than the way the thighs on either side of him tremble, or the nails now digging into the toned muscles of his shoulders. he gave you just a moment of respite, letting you get used to the feeling of something so big before his grip on your hips fastened, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he began to guide you up and down on his cock.

the low groan your motion earned from him was enough to make your already pounding heart race even faster, heat echoing through you in a way that made it impossible to silence the heated whines that were spilling out of you. the bed squeaked in protest beneath you, but you could care less as you quickened the pace he'd started you at all on your own, admiring the flush that had darkened over his handsome features and the parted lips breathing out low curses and appraising groans.

his eyes fell shut, head falling back before he forced it back up, gaze wandering across your face, then your body, then flitting elsewhere for the briefest moment before they returned to you, hips now thrusting up with even more vigor to meet your own. you moaned openly, struggling out a meaningless string of pleas, the ache beginning to burn in your legs drowned out when he reached out to rub tight, fast circles around your clit. he was grinning now, licking his lips before he spoke in a knowing slur, "you're gonna cum soon, aren't you?"

"yes, f-fuck yes..!" it took you a moment to find your words, embarrassed by how fast he'd managed to work you up to this point but unable to be dishonest in your current position.

his motions didn't falter in the slightest, only seeming to grow more and more urgent as you quivered and whined, bouncing yourself up and down on his cock like it was the last time you'll ever get the chance to do it. and while that's likely the case, you don't care to think about it, too wrapped up in the way you could feel that pressure that had been welling in your stomach finally reach a breaking point, stammered curses devolving into breathless cries as you came hard around him.

you could feel the movement of his hips slow significantly, still rocking up into you to let you ride out your high but not nearly enough for him to push himself over the edge along with you. but you're grateful for his mercy, knowing that if he'd continued at the pace he was going you probably wouldn't be able to walk the next morning. so you took it as a testament to his goodwill, falling forward onto his chest in a whimpering heap, trying to steady your breathing and calm your heart rate, remaining seated on his still hard cock.

you felt a strong arm wrap around your waist, the other resting across your shoulder so he could settle his hand on the back of your head, fingers working their way into your hair and gently carding through it. the attention was comforting, unexpected but definitely comforting as you pressed your face into the crook of his neck, still too hazy off of your post-orgasm bliss to have any shame about wanting to be close to his warmth. you didn't think about whether he was expecting you to get him off at some point, or if he was just content letting you rest on top of him like this, but you soon found that he had a much different answer—or rather, a question—that didn't at all take you into consideration.

"so, reiner, are you just going to stand there and watch all night?"

there was confusion for a brief moment, then a horrifying realization that made an ice-cold fear prick under your spine, blood draining from your face as you felt the fine hairs on the back of your neck raise, completely frozen at the knowledge that the worst of the night you had imagined had come true. zeke's hand didn't stop its slow petting across your head, arm fastening around your body, seemingly in preparation for you to start squirming or fighting to get away. but you couldn't move an inch, not even enough to turn your head and risk a glance at your friend who was apparently right at the door.

"well?" his voice rumbled low in his chest once more, dripping with arrogance, entirely absent of any shame, just tempting him to step past the unseen boundary that had kept him there for however long he'd been watching, "i know, i know, you haven't your fair share all night. it's just so, sohard to let go once you finally get your hands on her. you should know all about that feeling, right?"

"fuck you."

you felt a warm curl in your stomach at the sound of his voice, breathing short and fast as your heart skipped anxiously, but mentally almost enjoying the fact that he was feeling something for you, even if it was some sort of possessive envy. the sound of his heavy, uneven footsteps making their way towards the bed.

he clearly still sounded drunk—who wouldn't be after so many beers in one sitting—and that was probably why he didn't hesitate at all to start tugging his clothes off, the ruffle of fabric and clinking metal of a belt being unbuckled finally snapping out of your compliant state, shaky arms trying to push yourself in bed. zeke allowed you to sit up, hands dropping to your thighs as your foggy gaze wandered from his face over to reiner at the bedside, heartbeat nearly drowning out the other sounds in the room as it drummed loudly in your ears.

"you don't mind, do you?" zeke called your attention back to him, gently stroking up and down your thigh just as he had been when you'd first accepted his offer.

your mouth had gone dry, leaving you struggling to get enough saliva back for your tongue not to stick to the roof of your mouth, feeling the heat of arousal flickering back to life when his cock twitched inside of you. did you mind? well you definitely minded the humiliation, the anxiety taut within your chest that made each breath an effort, the fact that you had no idea what was going on or would happen next. but did you mind enough to force yourself off of him, to struggle to collect your clothes from the ground and stagger out of the room with shaky legs that you weren't sure were capable of doing even that right now? did you really want this?

but it seemed that the choice had already been made in both of their minds, your answer—or lack thereof— speaking for your choice in the matter as zeke's hands lifted you up off of his lap, enough for him to slip out from under you. the sudden emptiness after being so full made you whimper, falling back down onto your calves in the middle of the bed and staring down at zeke's cock, slick with your arousal and still aching to be tended to.

the sinking weight of reiner clambering onto the bed behind you made you exhale a shaky breath, still in disbelief as his hand settled on your cheek, turning your head to face over his shoulder to press his lips onto yours. his kiss was messy but familiar, his low moan making you shiver alongside the feeling of zeke's stare wandering across the display before him. your exchange didn't last long before he pulled away, gazing at you with an unreadable look in his golden eyes for a moment, hand moving to the back of your head to push you down onto your hands and knees.

you obediently complied, met with the sight of zeke's cock once more, peering up to meet his gaze, features showing a mixture of eager expectancy and relaxed pride, just knowing that you were willing to do whatever he asked of you. and he relished in the changes your expressions went through in the next few seconds, the way your eyes widened when reiner's hands grasped your soft hips, how you swallowed thickly to try and get enough saliva down your tongue to get your mouth ready, and finally your mouth falling open and face twisting when reiner eased himself entirely into you in one solid thrust, finding little resistance from how soaked you were. you whimpered out a shaky curse, fists bunching up the sheets under you as he picked up a steady rhythm from behind you, zeke's fingers tangling into your hair and guiding onto your parted lips onto his awaiting cock.

he groaned out at the wet heat of your mouth engulfing him, tongue laving up over the underside of his length as you did your best to take as much of him in as possible without gagging. you wanted to be ashamed of how much you were enjoying the feeling of being entirely overwhelming, fuller than you'd ever felt in your entire life, but you'd be lying to yourself if you said that you'd made a mistake by giving in to the lustful temptations. you could feel your eyes water as zeke hit the back of your throat, your teary gaze and muffled moans against him only seeming to enthrall him further. reiner's hands felt up your waist, one reaching down your front to pinch and roll a nipple between his fingers, driving more stifled sounds and shaky breaths through your nose out of you.

you felt yourself squeezing around his cock, earning yourself a few low, muttered curses as he began to pound even faster into you, evidently approaching his limit just as fast as you are. the hand in your hair was guiding you up and down on the cock in your mouth, the tip of your nose just brushing zeke's stomach each time you surged forward with the momentum of the thrusts from behind you. it was all far too much in the best way possible, vision going hazy at the edges from the lack of proper air you could get into your lungs, insides aching from overusing alongside the tight knotting deep in your gut that was threatening to send you over the edge.

it was zeke that came first, heat pooling over your tongue and spilling down your throat, nearly too much for you to swallow as you tried not to choke. but he kept himself in your mouth and his hand firmly grasping your hair, if not to feel the hum of your desperate whines across your skin then to admire your pathetic expression, half-lidded eyes barely able to hold themselves open enough to stare back at him as you came hard for the second time that night. you could hear reiner give a generous groan of your name, thrusting as deep as he could go just a few times more, having enough sense to not cum inside you, pulling out and making a sticky mess of your trembling thighs.

only after you'd blinked away the glossiness in your eyes did zeke pull himself out of your mouth with a wet pop, holding your head up to appreciate the way your mouth still hung open to gasp in much needed gulps of air, tears and saliva dripping down your chin, halfhearted whimpers still escaping you as you trembled.

"you have good taste, reiner." zeke said, releasing your hair and letting you rest your cheek down against the mattress under you, grabbing his glasses off the side table and putting them back onto his face.

you watched as he stepped off the bed, picking out his clothes from the messy array of garments strewn about on the floor and tugging them on. he fished a handkerchief out of the the pocket of his pants, tossing it at reiner's side and glancing over your body, offering you a lazy smile when he caught your gaze.

"clean her up," he instructed, reaching out to give one last soft touch down your back, "and don't give her anymore trouble, alright? i expect to see you bright and early tomorrow."

you assumed that reiner nodded, since zeke turned without another word and exited the bedroom, making sure to shut the door behind him. for a moment, there was uneasy silence, only occupied by your breaths and the faint sound of zeke pulling on his boots somewhere in the living room and leaving out the front door. you gave a low hiss at the feeling of the fabric smoothing down the backs of your thighs, skin far too sensitive for your liking and legs aching uncomfortably.

you lifted your head up enough to wipe your chin with the back of your hand, eyes and limbs heavy with the desire to sleep. there were no words exchanged as he helped you move to lay down on your back, his face just as tired as he'd looked at the bar, but there was something else weighing down his expression as you took his face in your hands, staring up at him with a soft look of concern.

and though he still said nothing, he kissed you, so much gentler than he'd ever kissed you, with a tenderness that made you want savor this brief moment for as long as you could. but he eventually pulled away, and the brief worry that he might leave just as his captain had minutes before, but he rested down beside you with a low sigh. he didn't protest when you curled into the warmth of his body, head finding a comfortable place on his chest, not even bothering to try and venture out onto the floor to turn off the lamp before you settled down and let your eyes fall shut.

it was easy to fall asleep after he wrapped his arms around you, firm chest rising and falling with steady breaths, heart slow in your ear. you didn't think about the fact that you'd probably wake up alone in the morning, or that walking properly would be a monumental task on its own without even considering going to work to stay on your feet for the entire day—just appreciated this night while he couldn't slip away from you like all the other times before.

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my-mt-heart · 3 years ago

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Imo we'll never know the truth what was reason to make all those parallels between Leah and Carol. From AK's interview it seems like originally it was planned to introduce flashbacks in same episode that Leah reappears and AK also said they didn't plan to show flashbacks with Carol there. So that is. In addition commenting about why they introduced Leah Gimple said they wanted to give Daryl "first" and in same comments it also looked like Gimple sees Daryl as comic Carl proxy, immature emotionally and sexually (i disagree with statement but who i am to talk about "their" destiny and brilliant storytelling LMAO) so it seems like those parallels were done for us caryl and non caryl fans so we all gonna talk about them and generate opinions and that probably was AK's idea to point to us that they remember caryl exists and to nudge us into the fact that "Daryl didn't have choices!!1 he was so lonely!!1 and Carol was busy playing home with Zeke!!1" so we won't be mad much she did this daryl leah crap and we won't leave before spinoff.

I'm sorry my-mt-heart for being cynical. This show taught me. Not neglecting your thoughts and opinions. You're gem and ray of light and psychotherapist for caryl fandom for this last year with how deep you analyze things. I just don't believe AK, don't believe what actors say. Imo they could make Leah similar to Carol to make faster connection to general audience or people who watch without deep analysis. These people still have some formed feelings and local "twd's" archetypes regarding characters. Making Leah and her story similar to Carol is cheap way to make her and Daryl's romance more believable without proper story behind that. And change in Leah's hair could be that thing too if it was at first when she appeared. But considering AK said in past "women with grey hair are old and boring" and having all the ageist crap Lynn said they just covered their asses making it look like they care about diversity on television after fans called them out.

There's nothing to be sorry about. You can feel however you want. That's your prerogative. I'm just here to give my opinion as someone who first and foremost loves the show and the characters and second to that as someone with some knowledge about how the writing and production process works. Drawing on my own experience in this instance, I find it really unlikely AK is putting all of these elements out there purely to keep the fanbase at bay. Showrunners, writers, etc. aren't manipulative by nature. They're just trying to deliver the best story, and in order to do that, they have to put A LOT of thought into every detail, which includes wardrobe, HMU, props, you name it. Yes, there is absolutely a business/political side to certain decisions, but even so, it all has to fit the story. And sure, maybe certain connections are never going to be explicitly called out, but that doesn't mean they aren't there to serve a specific purpose. I'm a little confused as to what point you're trying to make about some of AK's and Gimple's comments, but just for the sake of clarity, AK did not say the Carol/Daryl flashbacks weren't intended for S11. She said the storyline that lets us check in on their relationship, meaning the fishing excursion leading to the argument, wasn't intended for S11. It doesn't mean we aren't still supposed to connect Carol and Leah in some way, it's just that it would have been shown differently.

P.S. When did AK ever say women with grey hair are old and boring? I only remember her acknowledging the rampant ageism in our society and how it's important to try to subvert it when telling stories.

#caryl #caryl positivity #caryl is endgame #twd #twd speculation #twd season 11

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johnandrasjaqobis · 3 years ago

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if you feel like it, want to try to tell me why I should watch manifest? I watched the first... half? of s1 and then for some reason I got the idea that it had been cancelled lol so I completely lost track of it and can't remember whether I liked it or not

you would like me to talk about the show i have just finished binging i can manage that

Manifest is like. it's weird, it really is, but it's also weirdly clever? bc yeah the whole premise of a whole plane of people just vanishing for five and a half years and then reappearing without them having aged a day, it's very weird and that is. literally just the first episode, things just escalate from there.

Especially in season 1 there are some rather eye-roll worthy personal drama plotlines, but I guess that comes inherent with the whole thing of the world having moved on without the passengers. They're not really bad though, and all of that does get less cringey as the show goes on, plus it was always very much secondary to the voices they were hearing and the kid making prophetic drawings and the NSA following them and All Of That.

(Cal's hair also gets increasingly better through the seasons, s1 Cal my child i'm so sorry they did that to you)

I think my main selling point for the show is the writing as a whole. I am attached to a good number of the characters, Zeke especially is my son and I must protect him, but even when the main characters are a little annoying the plot is just. So Interesting. I genuinely want to know why this happened to them, why there seem to be aftershocks of the first event, why new weird things keep happening, how it's tied to a bunch of different myths and legends, it's really interesting.

And relatedly, the writers are so good about letting their foreshadowing pay off. They don't really pull the increasingly common "twists that barely make sense just for shock value," if something wild happens, there's a reason for it and looking back you can genuinely see the lead-up.

Like one of the Arc Quotes says, it really is all connected, and it feels that way the entire time, even when things are really confusing.

tl;dr what if a plane full of people vanished into thin air, came back more than five years later like nothing had happened, and then some of them started getting voices and visions that pushed them to Do Things, and the writing actually let itself pay off without pulling fast ones on all the fans just to "keep things interesting"

and also matt long is there and i adore him

It's so good. It's so well-written. The s3 finale was CRUEL and thank god Netflix has picked it up for a final season because that would have been the actual worst way to leave things.

#like i do not want to spoil things because So Much Happens #but genuinely it's such a good show there is a reason it's been trending since it went on netflix #and i am SO GLAD IT GOT PICKED UP for s4 #manifest #manifest nbc

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warm-starlight · 4 years ago

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Hi there!! What are the hints or clues that Hanji could be the Beast Titan in particular? Or a flying titan? I saw a lot of people talking about this and I find myself enjoying the idea of Hanji coming back as a titan - the only thing that scares me is that she’ll have only 13 yeas to live (sure, it’s better than her being dead already), so I hope that after the war is over, like in that previous ask, she would be able to find a cure and give herself and the others a chance at a somewhat happy life.

The biggest clues are (and they have all been pointed out to me by others!):

1: Her parallels to mr. Xaver and Zeke who both respectively inherited the beast titan:

As we know all titan shifters share certain common characteristics. Mr. Xaver is a titan researcher,that has been said to know about titans more than Marley, Zeke has the intelligence score of 11/10... Who else has this level of high intelligence? You got that right. Hange!

They all share the same goal: to save the world from suffering under a titan rule.

All three wear glasses and Zeke has shown to take them off before he let his emotions run their course when he found out he has a brother on Paradis and Isayama has stated Hange gets emotional without her glasses too

Also them both saying "Hot!" is a small yet important parallel imo.

2. The panels:

There are a bunch of toys seemingly randomly spread across the floor.

And we see Zeke later holding a monkey toy.

But there is also a hammer toy not far from the monkey toy and Hange is later seen holding a very similar one in the paths.

Now you may wonder how does it imply Hange inheriting the Beast? Shouldn't it be the warhammer?

We have this panel:

The beast titan is a horse right? It seems like that. But the scene is eerily familiar to RtS and Zeke and Pieck throwing rocks at the survey corps. The titan with a rock in his hand holds the same looking Hammer Hange did which could be a hint.

3. The memory shards:

Armin's memory shard is drawn next to Bertoldt. Armin ate Bert.

Zeke's memory shard is drawn next to Hange.

Oh and there is also Eren above Grisha. Eren ate Grisha.

Hange's memory shard is one we haven't seen yet. She is wearing a SC cloak, has no glasses and her eyepatch is clearly out of place. Isayama even made it a point to draw impression lines where it was *supposed to be*

It can either be a flashback or a memory that hasn't happened yet, but we haven't seen a single panel where she was without her glasses, except This:

They could have been forced off her face when she was burning up.

Funny enough her clothes remained completely intact:

We haven't seen her dead body from up close. All we saw was her tiny figure from above and her waking up in her "magic lantern":

There is zero blood around her body and it doesn't seem flattened like Ramzi and Halil

Which implies these panels are already part of her hallucination.

4. Hange's "death" is basically the same as Armin's and he inherited a shifter after it.

5. Zeke is implied to be dead now due to his titan appearing among the husks of past titan shifters. Falco had his dream of flying right after Hange "died" and had a feeling he could fly. Weird timing if you ask me.

Also when he was clearly immitating Zeke in his titan form earlier (fur everywhere but his chest and back, hair similar to Zeke's) his form is now completely changed (Feathers allover the body, wings instead of front legs, hairline different)..

I think it's very suspicious.

If Hange ate Zeke, a new path would have been created and connected Falco with Hange. Hange is the original beast titan now (One with wings most likely) and Falco is immitating her due to their connection trough the spinal fluid.

We also see two birds flying in Eren's memory shards which could also he hinting at Two titans with wings.

The reason there aren't any flying titans among past beast titans is because there haven't been titans with wings before Hange.

Anyway, these are some of hints and speculations. There are many more though. Weathere it'll come true we will have to wait and see.

#snk #aot #hanji zoe #hanji #hange #beast hange gang beast hange gang #anonymous

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mimirexx · 4 years ago

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Breakout

An AU where Jean is a shifter and got caught by Zeke and his men. Beside the torture he was receiving, Pieck visits him and the two start to get closer. They want to escape together - but at what costs?

TW: torture, beating, rape (no explicit rape, not between Jean and Pieck!), blood, violence, angst

Read it on AO3 or under the cut!

Chapter one - Chapter two - Chapter three

Later that day, Floch decided to give him a visit. The evil, mischievous glint was already in his eyes before he even unlocked the cell. “I heard you finally regained consciousness. You know, banging a limp body isn’t as fun as it sounds like.”

Jean rolled his eyes, feeling disgusted by the idea of Floch having his way with him while he was passed out. That man was just as sick in the head as Zeke.

“Will you finally talk?” He questioned, stopping in front of Jean and eyeing him up and down.

“Zeke is getting impatient. If you think that little bit of acid was bad, you don’t wanna know about all the other things he will do. He will make you talk one way or another.”

The brunet blinked a few times before looking away boredly. “Whatever. I have nothing to tell either of you.” He stated matter of factly. after the things they’ve already done to him, he didn’t think it could get any worse. He had nothing to lose.

Floch suddenly grabbed Jean by his neck, drawing a groan from the brunet. Just breathing hurt, so someone squeezing the sensitive area like that resulted in bolts of pain shooting through his body.

He was pressed back against the wall, panted, and shot Floch a glare. First he would have to kill Zeke for the greater good, then he would kill Floch with his bare hands.

“You’re acting all tough. We will get the information out of you. Not only the position of your people but everything that’s ever gotten through your head.” One hand came up, stroked Jean’s cheek. “If worse comes to worse, we will just feed you to someone. That’s also a way to get the information we need, in case you didn’t know yet.”

Truthfully, that didn’t surprise Jean too much. He actually expected to be fed to someone in the first few days. It seemed like Zeke had a different plan. If he fed Jean to one of his soldiers, his memories would be accessible like an open book and they could just do as they wished.

Why Zeke hasn’t done that yet was a mystery. He wondered what was going through Zeke’s head after so much time passed and Jean was still alive.

“Fuck off, Floch. You’re just Zeke’s dog, you’ve got nothing to say.”

That comment earned Jean a hard punch to his face. “Nothing to say? Hah! I’ll be the one inheriting your titan, then it’s gonna be an easy task to guess where your people are and what your plan is.” Floch’s lips stretched into a big grin and he punched Jean again. “We win, no matter how you look at it.”

Jean coughed and felt the throbbing pain on his cheek. “Even if you inherit my titan,” he coughed a bit and moved his eyes up at Floch, “you won’t get any information from me.”

“Tsk. We’ll see about that.” The redhead spat and threw another punch at Jean’s face, then another one.

He let go of Jean’s neck to start kicking him. First his face, making him fall to the ground. Then Floch began kicking and stomping on his stomach and groin.

Jean attempted to shield himself as well as possible but he still wasn’t fully healed from the acid attack and therefore didn’t have all his strength to protect himself. However, he was determined to at least shield the more sensitive places.

He bit back his groans, not wanting to give Floch the satisfaction of hurting him enough to make him cry out. Jean always had been good at hiding when something hurt him and this was nothing different. So he kept his voice down in hopes Floch would get bored of it and leave again soon.

The next day, pretty late at night, Pieck came and sneaked into Jean’s cell. She entered and walked closer to him, kneeling down in front of the brunet. He mentally was glad the bruises on his face healed pretty fast, that way he didn’t need to explain what happened.

“How are you feeling?” Her soft voice could be heard, filled with concern, as she reached out and gently brushed some strands of hair out of Jean’s face.

“I’m fine.” He smiled at her tender touch. Somehow, he was enjoying these touches more and more each day. “Did you get what we need?”

Pieck nodded and reached into the pocket of her coat, pulling out a piece of paper and handing it to Jean. “I tried to draw it as well as possible from memory, Zeke’s not letting anyone get anywhere close to his things lately.”

Jean took the paper with the map on it and looked it over with furrowed brows. He needed to memorize it in order to get out and think of backup plans if one way is not accessible. Pieck also marked the places where the guards stood and he soon caught a blind spot. It was a small path at the back of the building where the soldiers would only turn and spot them if they were noisy - so as long as they didn’t make a sound, that path was probably the safest.

“We can go from here. If we’re quick and quiet enough, we can make it to the forest right here.” He pointed at the paper, “from there on, our chances are much better. If this way won’t be available, we will go from here,” he pointed at another that went straight through one group of guards.

Pieck nodded along. “What if we arranged some commotion on this side of the building. The guards would have to go and see what’s wrong, that’s our chance to make a run for the forest.” She suggested, pointing at the map to show the path Jean mentioned.

“That’s a good idea,” he agreed and rubbed the stubble on his chin. “But how can we cause a common here,” he pointed at the north side of the building, his other finger pointing at the south side as he added, “and get out here without being caught midway?”

The ravenette looked up and smiled. “I’ll take care of that and distract Zeke. Later, I’m gonna go after you and we-“

“Wow, that doesn’t even sound like that much of a bad plan.” A voice came from the other side where the hallway was. From the dark emerged Zeke with a grin on his lips. “As expected of you, Pieck. That could’ve actually worked, I’m impressed.”

Pieck tensed and stared at Jean, her eyes wide. Her back was still facing Zeke and Jean could tell she was in big trouble now. He narrowed his eyes at the tall blond and stood up.

“Zeke, I can explain.” Pieck said as she stood up as well and turned around. “It wouldn’t have came down to this if you-“

Zeke lifted a hand. “Nah, I’m not interested in your reasoning. Knowing you, I’m sure it was a right decision.”

Jean blinked, not having expected Zeke to just take it like that. It seemed too bizarre, so he stayed cautious of his every move.

Pieck didn’t break eye contact as Zeke began walking closer step for step.

“However,” the blond shook his head, “it’s still considered treason to work with the enemy on an escape plan.”

Pieck narrowed her eyes a little. “I know, but you went too far, Zeke. I understand keeping someone captive to gain information but you’re just being cruel to satisfy yourself. That’s not the Zeke I decided to follow. I don’t plan on staying here any longer than necessary.”

“You want to go with him? You think what I’m doing is cruel? Wait until you see what his people will do with you once you go with him. They killed Berthold, Annie is still taken hostage and Reiner barely made it back alive. They’re living up to their title of being devils.”

“You need to stop seeing them as devils. They might be better than us. They’d surely treat me better than you treat Jean.” She pointed out.

“Maybe,” Zeke hummed and stopped once he stood right in front of the short woman. “But you’re forgetting one thing.”

Before Pieck had the chance to ask, Zeke took a handful of her hair and yanked on it to get her closer to himself, making her hiss in pain. “You’re not gonna make it that far. You didn’t really think I wouldn’t punish you only because you’re a strong soldier or my friend, did you?”

Jean clenched his teeth and, without thinking about it too much, grabbed Pieck by her coat and pulled her behind him, kicking Zeke’s stomach so he would stumble back and let go of her. “Don’t you even dare to lay a single finger on her, bastard!” He growled.

If Zeke went as far as to execute Pieck - which he didn’t doubt anymore at this point - there was no way he could make it out by himself. He needed her.

Plus, Jean wouldn’t just let someone like Zeke hurt a woman.

Pieck rubbed her head and frowned at Zeke who chuckled in amusement at the scene before him. “Oh, how sweet. Is this some kind of Romeo and Juliet love story?” He adjusted his glasses. “What a waste of potential.”

“Listen. Just stay away and I won’t have to kill you yet.” Jean said, making sure to keep Pieck behind himself so Zeke couldn’t get his hands on her. “You wouldn’t dare to fight me anyway, you’d stand no chance.”

“Jean, the hell are you doing?!” Pieck whisper-hissed in irritation.

“Oh? Is that so?” Zeke mused and stroked over his beard. “Interesting… But I’m not dumb enough to fall for your trap. You know what? Keep Pieck, you won’t make it out anyway and this way I will know that you two are right here where I can keep an eye on you.”

Jean was slightly surprised to hear that Zeke was not planning to take Pieck by force. This was so strange and the expression on his face was hard to read. Jean had no idea where Zeke was going with this but he knew one thing for sure: they had to make it out as soon as possible. Who knew what sick things were going through Zeke’s head.

“If you don’t mind, I’d like Pieck to give me everything she has before I take my leave.” Zeke took a few steps closer and Jean immediately shielded the shorter woman behind him, though, Zeke made no move to actually hurt any of them. All he did was hold out his hand.

After making sure it stayed like that, Jean glanced back at Pieck who just sighed. She reached into her pockets and pulled out her pocket knife, dropping it into Zeke’s palm together with her set of keys.

“That’s all I have with me.” She stated simply, seeing how he was still staring at her.

“You know the rules for prisoners. I want everything you have and I’m asking nicely because I’m a gentleman, but I don’t like repeating myself.” He emphasized with a far too innocent looking smile.

Pieck narrowed her eyes in return to Zeke’s words. “Fuck you,” she spat and began undressing.

It was the first time Jean heard Pieck swear and, judging by her expression, it was better to not mess with her. She looked really mad and it made Jean even angrier in return. She was one of Zeke’s people, there was no reason to humiliate her this way. But it seemed Zeke didn’t care much about it.

He surely wasn’t a person who cared much for his people in general .

So, Pieck pulled off her clothes and quite literally threw them at Zeke’s face. “There, you can leave now.” She snapped, now only standing there in her undergarments.

Zeke caught her clothes with a deep chuckle. “Better. I’ll think of something nice to do with you two.” With that, Zeke walked out of the cell and locked the door behind him before he left.

Once Zeke was gone, Jean sighed deeply and picked up the blanket to drape it around Pieck’s shoulders, both to cover her up and to not make her freeze too much.

“I’m sorry, that’s my fault,” he mumbled, looking up into Pieck’s eyes. He didn’t really notice before but Pieck was really short, especially now that she stood right in front of him. Jean decided not to comment on that.

“What do you mean?” The corner of her lip tugged up into a grin. “It couldn’t be better. Just as planned.”

Jean was dumbfounded, to say the least, and stared for a couple of moments to try and make sense of what Pieck just said. No matter how he turned it, he just didn’t understand.

“...What do you mean?” He asked carefully.

“Dummy.” She chuckled quietly and reached inside her bra, pulling out a single key. “You thought I wouldn’t think of worst case scenarios? That’d be irresponsible.”

The action made Jean blush involuntarily. However, his eyes were big in awe. “What’s the key for..?”

“It’s a copy of the one for your cuffs. We’re still going with our plan, we will just have to change a few minor things and we’ll be out by tomorrow.” She explained, putting the key away again and pulling the blanket better around herself for warmth.

Jean had to grin as well. “You’re one hell of a badass lady, you know? You could work as an actor, I totally believed all of it.”

“Oh, Jean. That’s too nice.” She chuckled and walked over to sit on the mattress. Jean joined and sat next to her while still keeping a proper distance- they were both only in their undergarments.

“I have some people here who I trust and who will help us,” she began explaining, keeping her voice low for the sake of privacy. “There will be a commotion but we two will have nothing to do with it. It’ll look like an attack, enough to make Zeke come to check on us.”

“Oh,” Jean sounded, nodding along, “he sees that we can’t be the cause of that and leaves to see what’s happening.”

“Exactly. He expects your people to attack any day now, so that’ll be his first thought. They’ll use the thunderspears you had when we captured you to attack this base. Once he’s gone, we’re leaving. The others will make sure he’s distracted for long enough to give us a head start.”

“I see.” Jean nodded again. “That sounds good. But how will we make it out of this cell?”

“Like I said, one of my friends will help us not to get caught on our way out.” She looked up at Jean and scratched her cheek. “He’s getting himself into danger for us and I hoped you could, like, capture him the next time your people attack? He feels the same about this matter and doesn’t want to stay with Zeke longer than necessary.”

Jean was quiet for a moment. It’d already be hard enough to convince the others to keep Pieck with them but a second person? It’d be difficult. “I can’t promise you that they will risk an attack to capture your friend- or risk taking in anyone from here. I can talk with them but I can’t promise anything, just so you know.”

“That’s all I want. Thank you,” Pieck nodded and pulled her legs closer to herself. “He’s also a shifter, maybe that will convince your people more. But we can talk about this when it’s time, for now we just need to get out of here first.”

“Right.” Jean nodded. It’d be already a huge step to even get away from that place. Once they made it, they could start planning other things.

The brunet glanced down at Pieck and saw her body trembling. He was already kind of used to the cold after weeks of being locked in there. That poor excuse of a blanket couldn’t possibly keep her warm in any way.

“Hey, are you freezing?” He felt dumb right after asking that question. Of course she would be freezing.

Pieck let out a small chuckle and nodded. “Yeah, it’s pretty chilly… Would you mind if I came closer?” She looked up at him.

Jean had to swallow but decided to keep a clear mind. This wasn’t the time to act like a hormonal teenager, especially not when they were both half naked. So he lifted his arm as an invitation for her to get underneath it. “I think we need to be in good shape if we’re leaving by tomorrow. I don’t need you to catch a cold or anything, so come here.”

Pieck didn’t need to be told twice. But instead of moving under Jean’s arm like the brunet expected, she crawled onto his lap and wrapped her arms and legs around him, pressing their bodies together.

“That’s the best way to share body heat and stay warm,” she explained in her soft voice.

“Ah…”

Jean was taken aback, staring down at Pieck with wide eyes and pink cheeks. She was very… driven. Did whatever she pleased with such confidence. Didn’t even ask him if he was okay with it. It was sassy, in a way, but Jean didn’t have the heart to tell her to get up. And he couldn’t help but like how straightforward she was.

The way Pieck was curled up around him reminded him a lot of an affectionate cat. If she really was that cold, he would let her warm herself. It didn’t mean anything. This was just to ensure she would be alright the next day so there wouldn’t be any complications.

“Your heart is beating pretty fast.” She stated absentmindedly.

Jean’s blush deepened. Not knowing what to say, he just looked away quietly.

“Don’t be embarrassed.” She took one of his hands and guided it up to her chest to let him feel her heartbeat. “Mine is fast too. But that’s no wonder if I’m around you.”

The brunet stared down at Pieck while he felt the fast pulse underneath his fingers. It was a good feeling to know he wasn’t the only one in that situation.

“Yeah… thank you.” He drew back his hand and cleared his throat somewhat awkwardly.

Pieck cocked her head to the side as her arms stayed wrapped around his neck. She played with some random strands of his hair and gave him a sweet smile. “You’re thanking me? What for?”

“For…” Honestly, Jean didn’t know. Thanking her for letting him feel her pulse sounded awkward but that whole situation was already awkward enough as it was. “Nevermind,” he muttered quickly.

“Dummy. You’re too much.” She chuckled and lowered her head onto his shoulder.

The short ravenette went back to hugging Jean, keeping their bodies pressed together to keep the warmth trapped between them. Jean raised his hands to place them against her back and gave her a little pat.

It wasn’t even that uncomfortable, apart from the obvious. Pieck was very small so it almost felt like he was holding a child on his lap. Well, a child with boobs and a big ass. He tried not to think too much about it.

Eventually, as some time passed and after they’ve discussed some more details about their escape plan, they both dozed off in each other’s arms.

Jean woke up a couple of hours later. Sleeping in a sitting position wasn’t the most comfortable but he couldn’t deny the fact that it had been the best sleep in a while. He had Pieck as a source of warmth and as a second person with him in the cell, both things he didn’t have even once during the time he was imprisoned.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked over at the bars. Someone was standing right in front of the cell and Jean blinked quickly a few times to see better. Since it was so dark, all he could make out was a vague silhouette, most likely a man but he wasn’t a hundred percent sure.

The person slid a piece of paper underneath the bars and was gone before Jean had the chance to open his mouth and question them. His lips were parted but no word came out. It was too late anyway.

His eyes moved down to the paper on the ground instead and he eyed it with suspicion. Could it be from someone who wanted to help them? That friend Pieck mentioned? Or someone completely different? What if his comrades came to save him?

All the answers to his questions could be on that paper.

Jean glanced down at Pieck who was still sleeping in his arms. She looked so peaceful. He carefully maneuvered them until he could set her down onto the mattress and pull her arms and legs off, being gentle to not wake her.

Once that was taken care of, he quietly moved over to grab the paper and unfold it, trying to hold it in a way that allowed him to read what was written. The little bit of light coming from a torch in the hallway was helping.

We’re getting you out at sunset, Hanji and Armin got a plan. Hold on until then.

- C & S

PS: You should get rid of this paper

PPS: Writing a letter was Connie’s dumb idea, I wanted to tell you personally. He’s an idiot. ➞Sasha is the idiot!

Jean couldn’t help the smile that grew on his lips. His friends came to get him, he never doubted it. They were such dorks but they were awesome soldiers nonetheless. He trusted them with his life and never once regretted it.

They would get him out soon and he never felt happier in his life. Hanji usually had good and well thought out plans, and if they worked together with Armin he had no reason to worry about it working out. All he had to do now was being a little patient.

The brunet sighed softly and quietly made his way back to the mattress Pieck was now laying on. He didn’t have any place to hide the letter, so he decided to keep it underneath the mattress and keep a close eye on it in case someone entered the cell.

His gaze moved up at Pieck’s face next. Seeing her peaceful and calm expression made him smile. She was so beautiful, it was unbelievable. He couldn’t but admire every little thing about her face- from her eyes to her nose and lips, it all looked so... aesthetic.

Jean’s hand came up to brush back some of her hair so he would get a better view of her face. “So beautiful…” He whispered to himself, blushing when he caught himself saying it out loud. Lucky for him, Pieck was sleeping and nobody heard him.

He quickly laid down by her side and wrapped his arms around her petite frame, feeling the tremble of her body. The cell was really cold, especially at night. So Jean held the much shorter woman close to his own body in hopes to offer each other some much needed warmth.

It didn’t take long for him to fall back asleep.

The next day wasn’t any different than usual.

Floch came in the morning to ask Jean yet again about the location of his people. The redhead was definitely uneasy, impatient and rough. The fact that he didn’t even give Jean any chance to speak before beating him up was proof enough.

Though, Floch didn’t dare to do anything to Pieck. While he did cuff her hands in the morning, he didn’t hit her whatsoever, which actually surprised Jean. Floch looked a little lost at the moment anyway and Jean really didn’t care enough to ask him why.

After Floch left - without getting any hints from Jean - the brunet sat against a wall and used the back of his hand to wipe away some blood from his nose. He couldn’t wait to get out and finally take a shower again.

“Something’s off.” Pieck commented, turning Jean’s face towards her to take a look at his nose.

“Yeah, it’s most likely broken. But it’s gonna heal, no big deal.” He hissed a little when Pieck touched his nose.

She shook her head. “I know that. I was talking about Floch…”

“Mh… Dunno.” Jean shrugged slightly. “Now that we’re alone again, I need to tell you something important anyway.”

Pieck’s gaze moved from his nose up to his eyes. She met his gaze with a small smile. “Yeah?”

Jean sighed and gave a glance towards the hallway. Since he couldn’t know if someone could be hiding and eavesdropping on them, he decided to cover it up with a small lie.

“I... really like you.”

Well, that wasn’t even that much of a lie.

It made Pieck smile. “I like you too. I wanna cuddle, there’s nothing else we can do here anyway.” She hummed softly.

Jean pulled her closer onto his lap for a hug, letting her wrap herself around him in a similar way she did the night before. He rubbed her back up and down in a calm rhythm and rested his chin onto her shoulder.

Pieck twirled a random strand of Jean’s hair around her finger and stayed close and pressed up against Jean’s chest.

“Now, what did you really want to tell me?” Pieck questioned in a low voice.

She understood Jean’s intention without him needing to say a word. God, she was so smart.

“I got a letter at night. My people are coming tonight to get me out, so we need to change the plan we’ve made with your friend.” He whispered to her, drawing random shapes on her back.

Pieck nodded along but remained silent for a few moments longer. It seemed she was in thought.

“That’s not optimal… but I think we can use that to our advantage if I get to speak with Porco.” She pointed out.

“He could completely keep out of this, that way he’s less suspicious towards Zeke. I think it’s best if he acts like during a normal attack.”

“What if we took him with us today?”

“...To be honest, I don’t think that’s such a good idea. I’m already bringing you along, they won’t take that many risks,” Jean admitted.

He could hear Pieck sighing and pulled away to face her, looking into her big beautiful eyes. “You understand that, right? They don’t trust you, so this is gonna be really tough.”

“Of course I understand how they feel. I just feel bad for Porco…”

“We’ll get him out too, just give it some time. We’re gonna take care of everything.”

Pieck’s expression softened at Jean’s words. She gave a nod and leaned closer to leave a light kiss on his bruised cheek. “I have no doubts about that.”

Jean’s cheeks heated up a little. Her kiss made him feel bold, so he cupped the back of her neck and clashed their lips together. He only realized what he really had done when it was already too late.

He quickly pulled apart again and cleared his throat, averting his gaze. “I’m, uh… I-I’m sorry.” He stammered.

Pieck turned his face towards her again and cupped it in both of her hands tenderly. Her thumbs rubbed over the stubble on Jean’s jaw and chin, her eyes lingering on his lips.

“Dummy,” she breathed and brushed their lips together. Then she connected them in a passionate kiss, careful not to touch his nose or other bruises too much, not wanting to hurt him. The steam was showing the healing process and Pieck didn’t want to irritate it.

After a moment of hesitation, Jean returned the kiss and tightened his grip around her waist. He caressed her bare skin and noticed that the temperature of her skin was cold, judging by her goosebumps and little shivers.

So Jean pulled away from the kiss to hold Pieck closer to himself, wanting to warm her the best he could. He reached over to grab the blanket and draped it around her before wrapping both arms around her as well. He held her close for warmth but he couldn’t help but feel protective of her too.

Pieck let it happen and curled up on Jean’s lap, greedily taking all of the warmth she was offered. She buried her face into the crook of his neck and smiled.

“I hope everything works out… This cold sucks.”

“I hope so too.” He murmured, rubbing soothing circles onto her back.

“Didn’t expect you to be such a good kisser, that’s quite a surprise.” She chuckled.

He rested his head against hers and muttered, “oh, shut it.”

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