#ask zeke

[gaytedlasso]

you 🤝 me

sick

feel better💛

SICK TUMBLR USERS UNITES. fr hope you feel better too.

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In Between Days - The Cure

This Charming Man - The Smiths

I Need a Nap - Sitting on Stacy

Everything's Fine - Roe Kapara

link to the playlist on Spotify

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send me a 💛 and I'll make you a mini playlist!

[mono-socke]

hasen sind weitsichtig (müssen halt gut sich bewegende dinge in der ferne rechtzeitig erkennen können wegen möglichen gefahren und so)

heißt das fips is auch weitsichtig ?

(hc: so gut wie jeder von den wächtern braucht ne brille aber keiner will eine tragen. fips und klaus sind weitsichtig, zeke is kurzsichtig, rhun muss immer ab und zu für ne weile die augen geschlossen haben sonst sieht xier gar nichts wirklich gut und eos ist so der einzige der ne vernünftige sicht hat)

[chiwhorei]

*kicks your door down with the force of a thousand waterfalls*

ICKY DAD ZEKE

╰┈➤ Tᴀɢs: Head cannons, incest, somno, noncon, DDLG, voyeurism I guess, rape!Daddy Zeke Yeager x fem!reader

╰┈➤ Nᴏᴛᴇs: I have no comment (lots of comments) about this disgusting (sexy) piece of shit (daddy).

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who is the devil incarnate, but not to you! He’s mean to you, of course, hypercritical and dismissive on a good day.. but if you’re really REALLY good (or really really bad) you can get lots of his attention.

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who never forgets to remind you that it’s you’re fault.

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who calls you his precious little rape doll.

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who picks out all of your clothes and lays them out nice and neat for you every morning. He always makes sure you’ve got a cute little pair of panties- sometimes a matching set- to wear.

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who sneaks into your room at night to kiss your pussy. He just came for a kiss, honest, but those little whimpers you make in your sleep are just too intoxicating. So you’re pulled from sleep by the feeling of his rough beard and lashing-hot tongue buried into your cunny.

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who loves whispering naughty words into your ear at dinner with his business associates. You’re little more than ornamental when Daddy takes you out, meant to sit pretty and bleary eyed whilst spoken around. Daddy rewards you with sips from his Old Fashion, which you sputter at the taste of but accept regardless.

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who’ll denigrate you to the table of his friends and associates until your start to well with tears. It’s his favorite game, and your prize for succumbing is Daddy patting his lap for you to crawl into and his thumb in your mouth. He doesn’t care what his company thinks, not when you nuzzle into his chest and practically purr into the hand that pets over your hair.

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who gives you a spanking whether you behave or not, he says it’s the best way to keep little girls docile.

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who’ll put you over his knee once his driver pulls out of the parking lot after dinner. “You’ve been such a good girl for Daddy,” he says, pulling your dress over your ass, “Maybe I’ll go easy on you tonight.” You yelp at the hand that comes down hard to sway your ass.

Iᴄᴋʏ Dᴀᴅ!Zᴇᴋᴇ who laughs at his own joke, he’s not interested in being gentle with you. He never is. ^.^

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭

❥ ᴄʜɪᴡʜᴏʀᴇɪ.2023©️ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ.

[meaniezuchinni]

I humbly request Hemita cuddles. And maybe Zekina with a kitty if you have time for it?

I was already drawing you this tbh.

And some zekina because I love them:

[jjkeremika]

Heyy how are you? i hope you are doing fine <3 can you write sick zeke headcanons plss? or maybe sick hc for all the aot boys but including him plss? thx i love how you write them

hi friend<3 sorry for the delay. been thinking on this on A LOT because i feel like zeke acts differently depending on how sick he is.

also features of reiner, eren, jean, and armin

zeke jaeger

• if it’s a little cold, a couple sniffles and a sore throat, zeke is convincing you that he’s perfectly healthy. totally immune.

• was that a cough? nope. just clearing his throat so you can hear him talk about how healthy he is with perfect vocals.

• does his voice sound a little scratchy? he thought you might like a change in tone, something a little hoarser, a little raspier. so he’s “practicing” speaking differently. like the talented, thoughtful man he strives to be.

• was that a sneeze? no. never sneezed before in his life. maybe you’re not feeling well and are hallucinating. do you want him to fetch you some tea? maybe a cold towel for your forehead?

• sick?! hah! as if. sick of you asking how he’s feeling, maybe. but seriously. nothing to worry your pretty little head over. he’s perfectly fine.

• "yn, honey, honestly, stop asking. I'm really okay. I can do the same fifty push-ups today that I could do yesterday. Need me to prove it? Get on the floor. I'll do it over you~"

• but then when he’s really, really sick—like, can’t hide it anymore sick, bedridden with a fever sick—he’s obsessed with your attention. constantly calling for you to feel his forehead, because he’s so warm and the back of your hand and your so soft lips are oh-so cool and soothing

• could you be a darling and maybe fetch him some tea? please let it cool first, though. his throat is on fire and he feels like he's dying. he needs something cold to quell the heat burning up his insides

• he’s got his arms weakly wrapped around you because he just can’t muster the strength to keep you from pulling away. but he wants you to stay so so badly. he’s burning hot and he wants you to stay and be his snuggle buddy, his comfy weighted blanket

reiner

• total weenie (affectionate)

• 100% makes his condition out to be worse because he loves you doting on him.

• “baby, i think i have the flu,” he’ll complain with a light cough. he preens as you touch the back of your hand to his forehead. any touch from you is enough to lift his feverish heat. “hm,” you’ll hum sweetly, “no fever, reiner.” reiner will cross his arms in a huff, disagreeing with your verdict. “that’s just cause your hands cold!”

• “will you please make me some soup? i’m so hungry. my stomach is eating itself.” “no it’s not, reiner.” “you can’t prove that! with the flu, anything’s possible.” “you don’t have the flu, rei.”

• "babe, can you pass me the tv remote? i'd do it myself but im oh-so weak, and my usually strong, healthy muscles are suffering from this body cold..."

armin

• does this man even get sick? someone coughs near him and he’s pulling a mask out of his bag, protecting himself and you from any rogue pathogens from entering his body. he washes his hands like crazy, dresses for every weather change so that his internal temperature never deviates. his immune system is as strong as boulders.

• but when he does get sick, he's so incredibly nervous about infecting you, he needs to keep his distance. fights his body to keep you away.

• he so desperately wants to be close to you, but he's too conscious about infections and spread. and he's too loving to be the reason you get sick. you need to stay beautiful and happy and healthy. not coughing and sniffling because of a cold.

jean

• plays video games the whole time when you’re not around. tries to be near you when you are. he’s sick? well, uhh, can he still kiss your cheek? can he still sit next to you? will you hand him that nice cozy blanket? will you cuddle him under that nice cozy blanket?

• still adamant about how he can take care of himself, wants to reassure you that despite his illness he still is capable of looking out for himself and grabbing drinks/food/blankets for himself.

• but, well, let's be realistic. he'd do the same for you, so he just wants some love like that too.

• he's also convinced your touch and your love is healing. a couple kisses on the cheeks later and he's already feeling better.

• oh, but not too much better. because then he won't get as many kisses. and he looooves your kisses.

eren

• it must run in the family. sick but doesn’t care, acts like he’s perfectly healthy and normal anyway. continues to go about his day, doesn't really care about who he's infecting. doesn't really think about other people to be honest.

• when he’s really sick though, he uses it as a bartering chip. “i can’t go to your event tonight, baby, im too sick. i need to stay home and rest up to get better like you said.”

• “can you make me some soup please? i would get up to do it myself but im just soooo sick.”

• “will you turn the tv on for me love? my body feels so cold and weak.”

• argumentative if you say no and argue against it. but gives you the sweetest, most innocent smile every time you give in and do anything for him in this state.

[murmurlilies]

What is Maya's favorite thing to do with Zeke? How do they play? How smart is Zeke?

HEHE Zeke is very playful!! peek-a-boo is a classic, and very fun with hedgehogs bc of their whole like. everything. they also play this game where Maya will hop from one side of the room to the other and he'll quickly toddle after her for treats (or possibly to bite her heel)

Maya also loves to sing him to sleep... this art is super old but it basically goes something like this:

as for how smart he is. well, um. he's smart enough to want to hide it from Maya and everyone else. idk what that tells you but... LMAO

[melishade]

HA!

You know what, I should put more memes!

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Text Incorrect quotes!

If Megatron ever found out Pieck knew who he was.

Megatron: You know who I am, don't you? Dropping the accent Pieck Finger.

Primus as the shadow: Play dumb.

Pieck internally panicking:...Who's Pieck Finger?

Primus and the Primes: BY THE ALLSPARK NOT THAT DUMB!

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Primus: sees a dog

Primus: gasps loudly

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Eren Jaeger: Hey, check out my Spongebob umbrella! *Eren Jaeger opens their umbrella while indoors* Zeke : Eren, that’s bad luck… Eren Jaeger: Chill out, Zeke. Primus, kicking down the door: WHO SUMMONED ME?!?! Eren and Zeke: *screams*

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Primus, pointing at Eren: That child is morally grey at best.

Honestly, all the memes you guys have been sending me are great! Keep em coming if you can!

[theangrypomeranian]

BB Positivity Time! <3 What would be an ideal episode plot focusing on your favorite character? What about your favorite ship? Finally, your favorite familial/platonic relationship? Feel free to be as brief or or as detailed as you like!

From the bottom of my heart, I want an episode where Zeke works in the restaurant with the Belchers. I want Bob trusting him in the grill while he has to run out to help Teddy with something (that can be the B plot). I want Louise trying to pull him into shenanigans but him being like "no I was trusted here I gotta do this." I want Linda comforting him after he messes up some orders from stress and giving him a big ol hug. I want Tina seeing how reliable he is and warming up to him even more. Then I want Bob coming back and being impressed with his skills and telling him good job, which makes my boy tear up and smile so big. And if it ended with him and Tina complimenting each other and maybe JUST MAYBE her blushing, I could pass away peacefully. I am begging the writers for another episode with my boy just being with the family, that is all I want. 😭😭

[unclefathersantateddy]

I love your pen drawings. Can you pls do zeke?

Of course!!! Struggled a bit but I just woke up so let's consider these the warm ups of the day 👉😎👉

[casualaruanienjoyer]

Do you ship Levi with Hange or Erwin (your answer determines whether or not you get to live 🔫☺️)

Hi Anon! I'm more of a Levihan shipper myself, though more recently @fromriches-tosin opened my eyes to the possibility of Levi x Onyankopon and Levi and Zeke too.

But to answer your question in particular, it's Levi and Hange for me all the way 🫶

[aruanimess]

Aot parents reacting to their kids coming out to them ✨

Hi, Luca!

I can't believe you're forcing me to write homophobic shit on the eve of Pride month, but here goes: 

Eren: Mom, dad, I'm gay!

Carla: *grabs Grisha's hand before he can speak* Thank you for telling us, sweetie!

Grisha: What about that girlfriend of yours?

Eren: Who? Mikasa?

Grisha: Of course not Mikasa. The blonde one.

Eren: ...

Eren: Armin is not a girl, dad.

Grisha: ...

Grisha: Oh... I see.

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Zeke: Mom, dad, I'm gay!

Dina: Thank--

Grisha: No one cares, Zeke. Go back to training!

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Reiner: Mom, I'm gay.

Karina: *voice trembling* I'm glad you're cheerful, son.

Reiner: No, I mean I'm queer.

Karina: *teeth clenching* You're not weird, my boy.

Reiner: No, mom! I'm a homosexual!

Karina: *red in the face* We're all Homo sapiens. Didn't they teach you in school?

Reiner: *at his wits end* MEN!!

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Historia: Father, I have something to tell you. I'm attracted to women. Exclusively.

Rod Reiss: I understand, sweetheart.

Historia: *breathes a sigh of relief* Thank you, father.

Rod Reiss: However, as you have no siblings left, you'll still be expected to marry a man of noble blood and continue the line.

Historia: ...

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Annie: So... I like girls.

Mr Leonhart: ...

Mr Leonhart: Do you want a reward or something?

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And a palate cleanser:

Armin: Captain, Commander, I have to tell you something... I'm bisexual.

Hange: WOOOOOOOOHOOOOO!! Another win for the queers! You heard that, Levi? We got another one!!! We must celebrate!!

Levi: I'll bring the damned party hats. *is already planning the heart-to-heart he'll have with Armin in private later*

[gaytedlasso]

💛 pretty please

Uncle Albert/Admiral Halsey - Paul McCartney

Happiness - The Heavy Heavy

Mine Forever - Lord Huron

She’s Not There - The Zombies

link to the playlist in Spotify

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Send me a 💛 and I’ll make you a mini playlist !

[catparty41]

if richie was some sort of mythical entity, what do u think he would look like?

Big fan of avians…

[small-tragedies]

Hi! What’s a song that makes you think of your favorite character or ship from Bob’s Burgers?

Oh, my gosh! This was buried so deep in my inbox! 😭

OOOO, 👀 Well, I certainly have some songs that remind me of a few ships!

Would anyone of you believe me if I said the song “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston is a Louigan song?... Okay, I’m lying, it’s not a Louigan song; it’s a Boblin song. 😌

Okay, the real two songs by Halestorm here are songs that remind me of Louise and Logan’s relationship. “Private Parts” and “Hate It When You See Me Cry.”

I don’t care if this is cringe, but “Waiting for Superman” by Daughtry is a Zekina song hands down. 🥺💕💕💕

I’ve always loved the song “The Reason” by Hoobastank, and honestly, the more I thought about it, it’s the perfect song for Tinimmy; it’s just a cute emotional song, and it makes me go “Aw” whenever I think about this for Tina and Jimmy Jr.

Thanks so much for the ask, Babs! This was a lot of fun to answer! 💕💕💕

[meaniezuchinni]

"I had another dream Jimmy Jr. and Zeke switched heads. What's that about?"

Tina's obviously mostly into JJr for his body (butt) and dance skills. Tina's subconscious thinks Zeke would be a better match, but you can't compete with teenage hormones.

Art by me.

[jjkeremika]

Hi, how you doing? I love how you write, so, csn iirequest some Zeke x fem!readerslight smut? Its been a while since i read something about him. Thank you ❤❤

hello, my friend ! thats so nice, thank you <3 you absolutely can request Zeke Jaeger x fem!reader light smut! i hope its okay.

here's what im thinking...

with Zeke, there's always some sort of implication. whether it be bland and simple, or soft and sexy--it was always there, hidden and exposed: a hanging question; an additional thread.

maybe it was in the look he cast you: stern apart from an insinuating brow; steely except in the swirling and suggestive whirlpools of his irises; stoic despite the flickering, mischievous fluorescent light off the glasses.

an unspoken suggestion revealed in the slightest twitch of his lip to an upward curve. in his lingering admiration.

"yn, shall we..." his deep voice was always steady and smooth, collected yet drawn out like an overplayed, hardy record. "move somewhere a little more..." his eyes ambitiously twinkled like the sun's reflection on wet snow. his tone intimately laced with an emotion no vernacular could relate. "comfortable?"

the expecting look, the feather touch of his cool fingertips against warmed skin, the soft sway of his beard as he spoke, as you couldn't take your eyes off his lips, as you swore he was leaning closer--as he tiptoed around the implication like an amateur intruder avoided spotlight.

imperfectly.

"like a couch?" a soft palm graced your exposed thigh, slid easily under the flimsy skirt fabric like it wasn't even there. he leaned close to your ear, the soft yet prickly facial hair barely brushed against the sensitive skin of your neck and cheek. "or maybe a bed?"

obviously.

Zeke pulled away slightly, allowed himself to indulge in the sight of your parted lips and astonished, accepting eyes. you stopped breathing as he hogged the hot air. your reflection boldly cast across the glasses. "just anywhere horizontal, really."

he smirked at your audible inhale, practically a choke. his hand twitched in a looming threat to tighten around the limb.

"why only horizontal?" you were capable of only shallow breaths, unsatisfactory to the indiscernible mess of emotions flooding your gut, caving into your pelvis. despite the intense blood flow, restrained the overbearing need to jump on him, you matched his locked gaze and managed out, "we can have fun vertically too."

you were entranced with the rapid dilation of his pupils, noticed the slight tension encompass his neck and shoulder muscles as he took a controlled breath.

the large hand stretched around your thigh and followed the natural curve, right to the intimate plush of a cheek that so easily contorted under his grip, so willingly accepted his outstretched palm.

the clasp of his fingernails into the fatty skin evoked a sharp exhale—distracted you long enough from preventing the air from desperately escaping captivity, from stopping Zeke from resting an arm against the wall and closing in.

he pounced at the opportunity, collapsed his forehead against yours and needily pressed his lips to yours. took advantage of your open mouth and dipped his tongue inside, licked around like collecting melting ice cream on a cone. dropped his second hand to your cheek, stepped in further and kept you close.

close enough to feel the heat radiating off his larger body, condensing into the tickling sweat along your hairline, seeping into the pounding vessels and arteries running through your body. close enough to feel his shoulders contorting over you, bending down to kiss you deeper. close enough to feel the solid, huge erection at your waist, to feel the throbbing pulse vibrate through the fabric against your abdomen.

Zeke’s second hand joined his other, quickly adapted to the home of your bum and suddenly swept you off the ground, roughly fell into the wall. you didn’t even notice the pain from the wall due to the adrenaline in your blood, because of the insistent grinding of your clothed clit against his hard erection as he rubbed you between himself and the paneling.

he kept his mouth on yours, swallowed every single gasp and sound like he was starved. muffled each moan like it was his dream occupation and he was gunning for a lucrative promotion.

your brain flicked through each feeling like a slideshow: the fondling and squeezing of his hands against your cheeks and upper thighs; the electricity and friction where your crotch met his; the sloppy and wet meshing of your lips with his; the cold and stubborn wall scratching against your hot and flexible spine.

the soft and quiet noises still flooded the room, concentrated into a building ringing in your ears deciphered into one simple word—easily summed up in a single desire. and with Zeke, it was always more. more and more and more.