#attack on titan Annie

[robstarsupremacy]

annie leonhart

[katy-pawz]

belated hbd to armin!!

i forgot to post this here again 💔

[nightfall-kachiniko]

༅ ｡ₓ aot girls (+hange) walking in on you dancing!

paring: mikasa x reader, annie x reader, pieck x reader, hange x reader, hitch x reader, Sasha x reader.

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𓏲·˚ ͙ mikasa

- “y/n here’s your-“ she’s cut off by the sound of you singing to the music blasting in your headphones as you dance away, too busy to notice your girlfriend in the doorway.

- she crosses her arms, leaning up against the doorway as a soft smile grows on her face, admiring you. you shriek, finally noticing her as your face gets hotter, the embarrassment heating you up like the sun. “WHEN DID YOU GET HERE-?!?” you exclaim, horrified. Your girlfriend just slightly giggles. “Go on, I’m watching”

𓏲·˚ ͙ annie

- “i know I just told you to clean up your damn-“ she interrupts herself by her silence, trying to process what the hell you’re doing when you’re suppose to be picking up your dirty clothes that she’s reminded you to pick up 10+ times already.

- “AHH ANNIE!!” you scream, startled. Her face is filled with confusion, and a hint of anger from having to remind you again. “I- pick up your damn clothes you nasty.” She says, throwing them at you. “AAA IM SORRY” she hears as she leaves the room, a blush rising upon her face.

𓏲·˚ ͙ pieck

- you danced as you dusted away, grooving off to whatever song you were listening to while singing it at the top of your lungs. It wasn’t like anyone could hear you anyway, since pieck isn’t back yet, and you can party away right? Wrong.

- you turn around to see your girlfriend as you yank the earbuds out your ears, a glowing blush appearing in your face. “AAA PIECK WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! I THOUGHT YOU GOT OFF AT 3??” she giggled before saying “i got off early today love,” she smiled, giving you a peck on the cheek as an apology for making you embarrassed.

𓏲·˚ ͙ hange

- hange twisted the handle of her office, opening the door with one hand as a new stack of papers laid in the other. But one thing she didn’t expect to see is you going at it, dancing away in her office as if it’s a club. “Partying in my own office without me?!” They said, tsking as they set down their papers. “AA HANGE! I WAS TRYING TO CLEAN YOUR OFFICE TO SURPRISE YOU!!” You shrieked, disappointed.

- “it seems like you were dancing with mwah,” she said, coming up to you. Hange starts singing horribly on purpose as she aggressively twirls and spins you around, dancing with you. “MYYYYY DARrrLLiiNNNNNNN” hange continues singing as you both burst out laughing.

𓏲·˚ ͙ hitch

- “why is there no ass shaking” you hear hitch’s voice behind you, startling you. “HITCH OH MY GOD” you say. “It’s not dancing if there’s no ass shaking” she says dully.

- “YOU GOTTA SHAKE IT GORRLLL WHOOP WHOOOOPP!!” Hitch exclaims playfully, laughing and dancing with you. you both just start messing around club dancing with no needed explanation, that is until Marlo walks in.

𓏲·˚ ͙ sasha

- “HOLD ON NOW!” Sasha says, startling you. “GET INTO IT Y/N!!!” she exclaims making you burst out laughing out of humor and embarrassment. “You lowkey got some moves!!” she says.

- “but they not better than mine.”

- “oh id like to see you try”

- “OH HELL HOLD MY FOOD!!”

[fizziedoodle]

Can you make a Annie x Black male mood board 🙏🏾

ofc nonnie <3

here's your pt. 2 !

[colossal-fallout]

Reactions *New*

AU modern - Reacting to WAP

Eren - Mikasa - Reiner - Levi - Erwin - Annie - Porco - Connie

You're driving along, and your partner insisted on driving, so you get to be in charge of the music - of course, when you see WAP appear on suggested songs, you put it on, just dying to see the reaction on your lover's face.

They're all just too precious for our world.

Song: WAP - Cardi B (Ft. Megan thee stallion)

There's some hoe's in this house...

!Taking requests for reactions!

Eren

As the song starts, his eyes flicker over to the stereo, then to you, and then back onto the road.

"Make that pull-out game WEAK!" Makes his eyebrows spring up in surprise.

His face is unreadable for the first part, almost as if he didn't notice the lyrics. But he did.

"Is this what you're into now?" He mutters nonchalantly as he turns the wheel.

You don't reply. Just observe.

"I want you to park that big Mack Truck, right in this little garage" He blinks, pulling back his head.

He's starting to wonder if you were trying to tell him something.

Turns around and is heading back home.

"E-eren, where are we -"

"You know, if you want me to fuck you I'll always happily do it. You don't need to put on a song to - "

"Eren, n-no." You try to speak through laughter as he picks up speed to get home. "It wasn't... like that, ha-ha!"

His face was blank, priceless.

"Well, too late now I've turned around. Text Jean, we're going to be a little late."

Mikasa

Mikasa doesn't notice at first. She's a careful driver and was focusing on something happening up ahead. Nothing bad, just something that required her focus.

"Bring a bucket and a mop, for this wet ass pussy." Snaps her attention. She wasn't sure if she had heard that right, her eyes widening and looking at the stereo.

"Give me everything you got! For this wet ass pussy" Nope. She heard right.

Her face deepens into a hue of crimson, her lips parting in a sheer sock.

"Y-y/n!" She gasps, totally blown away at the vulgar lyrics. "What is this?"

Her fingers fumble for the knob to turn down the volume, but you playfully bat her hand away.

"No, no." You tease. "You wanted to drive, so you said I could pick the music."

Throughout the song, her face was locked into a worried frown her face getting redder and redder as it went on.

"My innocence..." She whispers when it finally ends.

You'd literally ruined her entire day, those images of Cardi B's wet bajingo invading her mind. It took her until dinner later for her to see the funny side. But until then, she isn't best pleased with you until then.

Reiner

Reiner is uncomfortable as soon as the intro begins. But he gives it a chance in silence.

What the hell is a Kegal? He thinks, totally innocent and oblivious. But he doesn't really want to say anything, thinking you're enjoying the song. He doesn't want to ruin it for you.

Is this what people listen to? His eyes dart over to you, doing a little jive dance.

A pink hue colours in the tops of his cheeks and nose, the lyrics just reminding him of the intimate times he's had with you, his love.

"I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp, I wanna gag, I wanna choke." He lets out an involuntary squeak, clearing his throat immediately after, pretending he has to cough.

"Are you okay?" You ask, holding in your laughter to the best of your abilities.

He nods, pretending he has no idea what your concern is for.

The song ends and he is tense, wide-eyed and still a blushing mess.

"What did you think?" You ask, innocently.

"I think that woman needs to find someone nice to fulfil her needs."

You can't get over how precious he is at times.

"And I think some things should be kept private."

"They certainly do." You sigh happily looking at the sweetest man you've ever met.

Levi

Don't expect much of a reaction from Levi. Before the first verse even ends, he switches it off. And he's lightning fast.

"We're not listening to that filth."

He's not dumb, he knows you were trying to wind him up, so he's a little huffy with you for an hour or so afterwards.

When you reach your destination and Erwin greets you (meeting up for lunch) he asks how you are.

"I was great until my ears were assaulted by the worst song I have ever heard." He mutters, still huffy.

He lightens up about it, but don't expect a laugh or anything.

Erwin

Eyes flicker a little wider for a moment, but after that not much of a reaction.

His eyes snap to you now and again to gauge your reaction, wondering if you'd put it on by mistake and you hadn't noticed.

The song ends.

"Well now." He comments. "There were indeed some "hoes in that house. I think I said that right."

Erwin is clever. He's turning your prank back onto you.

"Is that how it's said, y/n? Hoe's?"

"Erwin - "

"And that 'dangling thing in the back of her throat' is called a uvula."

"I don't think she - "

"So there are hoes in the house. They have a... was it WAP?"

These things did not sound right coming from Erwin.

"The storytelling was tremendous."

"Okay, Erwin I get it please sto -"

"Catchy too. I think i'll add it to my playlist." He then begins to sing, to your horror. Monotone, and flat yet he still goes for it. "Got me thinking about that wet ass pu-"

"Okay Erwin, you win! Just please, god, stop!"

He smirks. Chalk up yet another victory for Erwin. He knows you'll never play such music in his presence again.

Annie

Annie doesn't seem phased in the slightest. She continues driving without a word, her face never changing from its usual stern expression.

"That song was disgusting." She eventually says when it's over. "Never play it again while I'm here."

"Okay..." you reply, disappointed in her reaction.

"Not a single person could realistically give anyone that. Bought her a phone? Just to see pictures in between her legs? Hasn't he heard of pornhub?"

"Woah, jesus Annie I don't thin -"

"She's either full of it or she likes to pull pathetic simps."

"It's just a son-"

"Music is art. That wasn't art."

"That's subjective really isn't it?"

"No."

Porco

Porco bursts into a giggle after the first verse. "What the hell is this, y/n?"

Starts to bob his shoulders to the rhythm. "Catchy though."

"She wants him to what?!" He laughs.

He laughs pretty much through the entire thing and when it ends, he pulls over to the side of a street, undoing his seatbelt."

"Porco? What are you-"

"You want me to do that to you?" He turns to face you with a devilish grin.

"N-no!" You joke, laughing as he lunges over and assaults your neck with kisses that tickle.

"Aw, but I wanna 'tie you up like you're surprised'" He jests, laughing as he grabs your waist.

"Okay, okay, I get it!" You laugh as he continues his tickle assault.

"That's what I thought." He grins, stopping and pecking your cheek. "Come on, we're gonna be late."

Connie

You're not surprised, to be honest when he exclaims; "Oh! I love this song!"

Sings it word-for-word. Dancing. The whole package.

Lowers his windows and turns up the volume.

It's you who squirms in embarrassment as he yells out the window; "CERTIFIED FREAK - SEVEN DAYS A WEEK!"

You end up turning it off, resulting in a whine from him.

"Aw, you're no fun y/n."

[fr3sh-tragedies]

Overprotective

[Attack On Titan] Modern! Annie Leonhart x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Proofread: Yes

Content Warnings: Physical fighting, blood, violence, derogatory terms, strong language

[A/N]: I plan on doing three stories in a row for each character I write for, and then when I finish writing for all the ones I have planned, I’ll likely start over with the same characters. Also, if you have any requests, feel free to let me know! Please let me know if it’s a preference, imagine, or one-shot. I also plan on making a masterlist and pinning it so you can find things easily that way.

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“Alright. Have a good weekend, Annie. I’ll see you on Monday.” Annie gave a small smile and waved, slugging her bag over her shoulder as she headed out the classroom door. She pulled her phone out from her hoodie pocket once she was halfway down the hall and clicked [Y/N]’s contact. She sent a quick text to let her know that she was on her way. [Y/N] responded quickly, then Annie stuffed her phone back in her pocket. She let out a heavy sigh and rubbed her eyes. This week had been hell on her–physically and mentally. Finals for the end of the first semester were coming up, and even though she usually never studied for anything, [Y/N] had been urging her to so she did well. After some convincing (promises of donuts if she did well on the exams), Annie agreed and started staying after school and staying up late to study.

It’s not that she hated the idea of studying–she actually enjoyed the thought of improving grades with just a little extra effort. She just never had the time or energy. Her father always had her train each night, save for Fridays, which always left her utterly exhausted. Her headaches grew worse each day, both due to the lack of sleep and the constant studying for classes she struggled in, but she wanted to do well. Sure, the donuts would be a nice reward for her hard work, but in reality, she wanted to make [Y/N] proud–she wanted her to see that she could do well with the right amount of encouragement. [Y/N]’s view of her was much more important to her than her father’s. She loved this girl. She wanted to make her happy and help her get through every hard day.

She’d stay up late in her room studying for algebra and chemistry exams, and any time she felt the urge to fall asleep or get on her phone to distract herself from all the equations, she’d think of how [Y/N] would smile if she even passed these tests. She’d think of the warm, comforting hug that she was so addicted to. She just wanted [Y/N] to be proud of her.

[Y/N] was perfect in her eyes. She was her muse–her reason to keep going. She was–

“--A prude.”

Annie halted her movements and listened to the conversation taking place just around the corner. “C’mon, Andrew. [Y/N]’s not a prude.” Annie’s heart dropped at the mention of [Y/N]’s name. She stepped silently against the lockers to get closer to the two boys talking. “Yes, she is! Damn bitch is too worried about her grades. She should’ve let me help her feel good at that party. She wouldn’t have been able to walk for weeks.” “Yeah, and if you keep talking like that and Annie finds out, you won’t be able to walk for weeks either. It’ll just hurt way worse.” “Pfft, whatever. I could kick her ass with ease.” “You know damn well she’d flip you within a second. You’re not impressing anyone with your big talk.” “Either way, [Y/N] shouldn’t have turned me down.”

“Well, looking at you, I can see why she did,” Annie retorted as she stepped into view. Both boys froze and turned towards her. “A-Annie! Oh god, how much of what Andrew said did you hear?” She didn’t reply, but they could tell by the cold, darkened look on her face that she had heard pretty much everything. The boy who had been defending Andrew readjusted his bag on his shoulders and started walking the other way. Andrew tensed. “What do you–Hey! Marco, where the hell do you think you’re going?” “I’m gonna get out of the way. You have fun getting both of your legs broken.” Andrew scoffed and looked over at the blonde with his arms crossed.

“So, you’re gonna try to break my legs, huh?” Annie shrugged, her expression now eerily calm. “I was just gonna beat the shit out of your hideous face, but breaking your legs sounds more fun.” “Excuse me?” “Oh, don’t worry, I’m still gonna break your face. After you look in the mirror, you should finally see why my girlfriend won’t sleep with you. Or any girl, for that matter.” Andrew scoffed again and dropped his bag, getting himself into a very poor stance. Annie rolled her eyes and shrugged her bag off and onto the floor, not caring that her laptop was still inside, then rolling up her sleeves and getting into a much more refined stance than her opponent.

They stood there for a while, neither one wanting to make the first move. Andrew smirked after a moment. “What’s the matter, blondie? Too scared to throw the first punch? Afraid I’ll knock out your teeth?” Annie’s eyebrows furrowed. “No, just thinking of the best way to kick your chest through your back. Shouldn’t hurt too bad. Doesn’t seem like you have a heart for me to hit.” Andrew laughed. “You don’t need to project your own insecurities on me. I don’t understand why your girl won’t leave you for someone better. Guess she’s even dumber than I thought.” That sent Annie over the edge. She snapped, quickly stepping forward and thrusting her leg forward against Andrew’s calf. He stumbled back a bit but didn’t fall. Annie huffed.

Damn it, you need to calm down. Every time you get worked up like this, your movements get clumsy.

She got back into her stance, taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm her increasing rage. “I thought you were supposed to be good at fighting, Leonhart. Doesn’t seem like you’ll be able to protect that bitch you call your girlfriend.” Annie felt her teeth grinding against themselves as she clenched her jaw. Her gaze quickly flickered down to Andrew’s knees, knowing she needed to kick the back of them to get him down. She tried again to step forward and kick, but he caught her leg this time. Her eyes widened as he threw her leg up and tossed her down onto her back. She grunted as she came into contact with the ground, her mind screaming at her to get up and get him back. Andrew reacted before her though, standing over her and crouching down. He grabbed the collar of her hoodie and pulled her upwards as his fist came down fast. He struck her repeatedly before standing and kicking her hard in the stomach.

Annie groaned in pain, her nose, lips, and a part of her right cheek bleeding. Her skin had already started to bruise. Andrew stood there for a moment, watching her before walking over and grabbing his backpack. He slipped it on his shoulders and began walking away. “I told Marco I could kick your ass. Maybe when [Y/N] sees what I did to you, she’ll finally realize I’m the one she should be with.” Annie coughed, straining her entire body as she propped herself up on her arms. “She won’t date you, you bastard. You’re a horrible person.” Andrew stopped and turned to her, a cocky smirk painting his lips. “Well, unlike you, at least I can actually protect her.”

Adrenaline pumped its way through Annie’s veins, finally allowing her to get back on her feet. Andrew had already started walking away again, so he didn’t realize Annie was running towards him in time. Just as he turned around at the sound of her rapid footsteps, her fist had already come into contact with his head, sending him spiraling to the ground with a thud. He groaned and caressed the spot she had struck. “Ugh, you bitch!” He got into a stance once he managed to stand again, but Annie had already lunged forward. She swept her leg to the side as it made contact with the side of his leg, allowing her to hook her foot around and catch the back of his knee. She kicked with all of her strength, breaking his leg with an inhuman force as he cried out in pain and fell to the floor.

As he curled into himself on the ground, Annie rolled him onto his back. He opened his eyes and looked up at her weakly. “Take back what you said about [Y/N],” the blonde huffed out, her shoulders slumped. “As if. She’s a prude no matter how you spin in. And you’re disgusting for stealing her from someone who’s way better than you.” Annie growled and lifted her leg high in the air before bringing her foot down directly onto Andrew’s nose at full force. He cried out in agony. Before his hands could fly up to shield his face, Annie stomped on his face again, and again, and again. Finally, she stepped back with a pant, her nails almost digging into her palms hard enough to make them bleed.

She wanted so badly to say something–to threaten him to leave [Y/N] alone, but exhaustion had overwhelmed her body. She weakly grabbed her bag and shrugged it onto her shoulder. She stumbled down the hallway, limping as she made it a few feet from the exit. She panted for breath, leaned against one of the lockers as she rolled one of her sleeves back down and used it to wipe away the blood from her nose and mouth. She pulled her arm back to look at the stain, wincing at how much of it there was.

She carried on, her muscles growing weaker and feeling heavier as she made her way to [Y/N]’s house. Thankfully, she had already made plans with the girl to stay with her for the weekend, meaning she wouldn’t have to hear her father lecture her on her fighting abilities until Monday. The walk to her house felt like it was stretching out forever. By the time she finally made it to [Y/N]’s doorstep, Annie was on the verge of collapsing. She knocked on the door weakly. She waited a while, not sure if she had knocked hard enough for [Y/N] to hear, but just as she reached for the doorbell, the door swung open.

“Annie, holy shit! What happened to you?” Before Annie could respond, [Y/N] yanked her inside and took her bag. She dropped it to the floor and turned to close and lock the door. After the second lock had been turned, she spun on her heel and stared at the blonde who couldn’t meet her gaze. “You wanna tell me what happened this time?” Annie started to sway unsteadily, her face growing pale. [Y/N], upon seeing this, stepped forward quickly and grabbed her arm, leading her to the couch and letting her sit down. “Woah, hey, hey…just rest for a minute, okay? I’ll go get the med-kit from the medicine cabinet.” Annie could only nod as the [h/c] girl rushed to the hallway by her parents’ room. She returned a short moment later with a small white box.

“Is it just your face that got hit?” Annie didn’t speak, her hand trailing over to rest on the part of her stomach that had been kicked. [Y/N] sighed as she sat down beside her and took out some ointment and bandages. She cleaned off the partially dried blood smudged against the blonde’s skin before applying some ointment to a cotton pad and dabbing the small cut on the side of Annie’s cheek. The blonde hissed and turned away. “I know, hun, I know, but if I don’t clean it, it’s gonna have a higher chance of getting infected. Do you really want that to happen?” Annie stayed silent for a moment before shaking her head and turning her head back. [Y/N] smiled at her, though she couldn’t meet her eye, and finished treating the small wound.

She grabbed a bandage and gently placed it to cover the treated area. She smoothed it down with the pad of her index finger, then took a different kind of ointment out. “This will help your bruises heal a little quicker. And if it doesn’t, it’ll at least ease some of the pain.” Annie nodded. [Y/N] unscrewed the cap and scooped up a bit of the gel with two of her fingers before bringing it up to the blonde’s face. She gently applied it to the already bruised patches of skin, massaging it in until it was nearly dry to the touch. “Alright, now do you want to rub some of this on the spot on your stomach, or do you want me to?” “You…” “Okay. Lift your hoodie and shirt a bit so I can see it.”

Annie did as told and lifted her clothes up just far enough to reveal the nasty bruise forming on her abdomen. “Jesus, Annie. What the hell did you do? I’ve never seen you get beat up this badly before. Usually, you don’t even have a scratch.” “I know, I just…I lost my temper.” [Y/N] hummed and scooped up another small amount of the ointment before bringing it down to apply it to her stomach. Annie shivered at how cold it was. “You seem to be losing your temper a lot recently. What’s going on with you?” The blonde shrugged and looked away, guilt rising up in her chest. [Y/N] had asked her multiple times not to get into any more fights, and each time Annie said she wouldn’t, but the second she heard anyone making fun of the [h/c] girl, she went into a blind rage.

“I’m guessing that, based on your silence, it was about the same thing as usual?” Annie nodded. [Y/N] sighed, letting the ointment dry before pulling the articles of clothing back down to cover it. “Annie, you know I don’t like it when you fight for me like that.”

“Well, I’m not just going to let them talk badly about you like that, [Y/N]! It pisses me off so much that people can’t see what a great person you are, and then decide to assume things about you!” [Y/N] froze, the two of them staring at each other. Neither one of them had expected that outburst. Usually, Annie was the one listening to [Y/N] scold her or rant to her. It was a rare occasion to hear the blonde get so worked up over something, even though they’ve known each other for years. Annie sighed after a moment, looking down at her hands that were resting in her lap. “I’m…I’m sorry. I just want to protect you.” [Y/N] smiled softly, sighing as she shook her head. “It’s okay, Annie. I’m really grateful you do everything you can to protect me. I just wish you wouldn’t get physical about it all the time. I hate seeing you so exhausted and hurt.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

They sat in silence, not really sure what to say. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable though. They both often enjoyed just being able to sit quietly together, simply enjoying the other’s presence. [Y/N] broke the silence this time though. “Did you win though? You kicked his ass for me, right?”

Annie chuckled, a smile finally making its way across her lips. “Yeah, I did.” [Y/N] grinned and put everything back in the med-kit before placing it on the coffee table. “Good.” The quietness returned to the room. At length, [Y/N] gently nudged Annie’s arm with her elbow, prompting the blonde to look over at her finally. “Hey, I’m proud of you. You know that, right?” The blonde’s heart fluttered. A deep, crimson blush dusted her cheeks as she smiled uncontrollably. She nodded. “Yeah.” The [h/c] girl snickered at her expression and leaned forward, softly pulling Annie into one of those warm hugs she enjoyed so much. Annie stiffened momentarily before melting into her embrace and hugging her back tightly–even though it hurt like hell to force her muscles to move that way.

“I love you, Annie. Even if I scold you a lot for getting into fights. I truly do love you.” Annie smiled even wider and nuzzled into the crook of [Y/N]’s neck. “I love you too.”

They stayed like that for a long while before finally leaning back to look each other in the eye. [Y/N] gently rubbed the blonde’s arms. “Can you please promise me that you won’t get into any more fights for my sake?” Annie smiled. “I don’t think I can promise that entirely. I’ll try not to pick fights when people talk shit, but I want you to know I won’t hesitate to sock someone in the jaw if they lay a hand on you.” [Y/N] giggled, and oh, how Annie adored that sound. “Alright, fine. But just know that if you show up on my doorstep like this again, I’m not gonna baby you and treat your wounds. You’ll have to do that yourself.” The blonde rolled her eyes, though her smile never faltered.

“Fair enough, I guess.”

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Aruani Headcanons part 2!

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warnings: non - Fluff, sfw

* When the two of them first moved in together, it felt a lot more natural than they first thought it would. They got used to each others company very quickly. 

* In the mornings, Annie would lay on top of Armin to stop him getting out of bed so they could cuddle. He found it cute and always gave in, causing both f them to be late for work ,which raised a few eyebrows

* Both Annie and Armin are VERY clingy towards each other, occasionally unintentionally making everyone else in the room slightly uncomfortable. 

* Annie calls Armin “Hot stuff” (It’s a running joke), 

* Armin calls Annie “my Love” (Sweet and adorable) 

* Annie’s dad adores Armin (who wouldn’t) and he always asks Annie when he’s coming over next (earlier into their relationship.)

  * When they moved in together, Mr Leonhart came over a lot with baked goods for the two of them. 

* The one time Annie was mad at Armin he slept on the couch, but she missed him too much so woke him up to drag him back to bed. She forgot all about why she was mad at him when she woke up the next morning. 

[robstarsupremacy]

armin x annie

[katy-pawz]

♡ @armin-week-2024 - Day 5: Dad Armin ♡

the other prompt for d5 is highschool/college au, which i also want to do, but i alr did something similar to that in d3, so dad armin it is!! ✨✨✨

[nightfall-kachiniko]

Armin: *blasts ocean sounds and seagulls chirping noises to fall asleep*

Annie trying to sleep right next to him: TURN THAT SHIT OFF-

[could-they-be-a-pro-wrestler]

How successful would Annie Leonhart…

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Hug Me

[Attack On Titan] Modern! Touch-Starved! Annie Leonhart x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Proofread: Yes

Content Warnings: Brief mentions of slight bullying/toxic friendships

[A/N]: I had planned on adding much more to this, but I wanted to keep it relatively short so I can move on to the next character I plan to write for. I've got a masterlist in my drafts where I'm linking each post I've made for every character, but I don't plan on posting it until I've written for all of the characters I plan on writing for.

Enjoy!

Annie shuffled through her backpack for the spare key to [Y/N]’s house, cursing under her breath as she struggled. “Come on, dammit. I know I grabbed them on the way out.” Just as her finger grazed the key ring, the front door flew open to reveal [Y/N] standing there with a warm smile. “Annie, hey! Glad you could make it.” Annie raised an eyebrow and zipped her bag back up. “You sound like I’m showing up to a party of some kind.” [Y/N] chuckled and scratched the back of her neck. “Sorry, I’m just happy you’re actually here.” “I promised I’d come, didn’t I?” “Well, yeah, but…” She looked off to the side, her genuine smile becoming forced. Annie tilted her head. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it’s not important. Uh…why don’t you come in?” The [h/c] girl stepped to the side, allowing Annie to walk past her into the den. The blonde gave her a confused--and concerned--glance as she headed inside. [Y/N] quickly locked the door and motioned for Annie to follow her upstairs to her bedroom. They trailed up the steps and into the girl’s room, where Annie often found herself staying when she felt upset or lonely. She dropped her bag down beside the door and took a seat in her usual spot against the headboard, far enough over that she could lean against the wall.

She watched [Y/N]’s movements, which seemed anxious as she searched the room for something to distract herself with. “[Y/N], if something is wrong, you can tell me. Who upset you? You know I’ll kick their ass for you, I just need a name.” A small chuckle passed the girl’s lips at Annie’s comment. The blonde felt more at ease now that she got her to smile. “It’s okay. Just had a few bad experiences with people in the past. It’s not happening anymore, it’s just painful to remember those times.” Annie nodded understandingly. She headed over to her bag and unzipped it. She dug through it for a moment, groaning as she failed to find what she was looking for. “No no no. Ugh, goddammit. I knew I was forgetting something.”

[Y/N] stepped over to peer inside the bag curiously. “What’d you forget?” Annie blushed and looked down, ashamed of what she was going to admit. “You know that stuffed lion I always have with me when I come here? The one I sleep with?” [Y/N] nodded. “I, uh…I forgot to grab it before I headed over.” “Oh.” The blonde sighed and put her bag down. “It wouldn’t be such a big deal if it was only a fidget toy. The problem is: I can’t fall asleep without it.” She never told anyone about this. She found it humiliating that she still had to cradle a stuffed animal at night just to sleep. She felt like a child.

“Oh, I know what you mean. I have the same problem–though I don’t really think it’s a bad thing. I don’t see why people find it so strange that others have comfort objects.” Annie looked up at her in surprise. “You…you sleep with something too?” [Y/N] nodded. “I don’t usually hold it when I have company over since I don’t know who will judge me and who won’t, but yeah. You can hold it tonight if you want to. I don’t mind.” Annie fidgeted with her hands, slowly nodding at length as she returned to her spot on the bed. [Y/N] headed over to the closet and picked something up from under a blanket. She turned to reveal a stuffed panda bear the size of a large pillow. She brought it over and handed it to the blonde with a smile.

“My great grandmother gave it to me before she passed. I didn’t know her very well since I was really young when she died, but it still brings me a lot of comfort.” Annie took it gently from her hands and examined it, her thumbs rubbing circles against the soft, soothing material it was made of. She slowly brought it to her lap and placed it down before cradling it against her chest. She sighed at the contact and blushed, trying to hide it with the head of the bear. “Thank you,” she whispered softly. [Y/N] smiled down at her and nodded before sitting down at the foot of the bed. “Of course.”

They sat there for a while in silence. Annie picked delicately at one of the ears that had been partially torn off, silently wondering what had happened. Probably from aging–[Y/N] had said that she had gotten it at a very young age. Surely it had been through some things during the girl’s early childhood. “So…why do you find comfort in holding things?” Annie’s eyes flickered up to see [Y/N] gazing back at her softly. She felt the heat rising to her cheeks again, spreading up to her ears. “O-Oh, well…I honestly didn’t start holding things at night until high school hit a couple of years ago.”

“Really? What caused it?” The blonde averted her gaze and stared down at the bear in her arms. “I just–um…I like to pretend it's the girl I like,” she admitted sheepishly. [Y/N]’s brows raised in surprise, a small smile toying on her lips. “Oh, that’s really sweet! Maybe someday you’ll get to hold her instead. I’m sure you will.” [Y/N] sounded as though she was being genuine, but there was something else behind her tone that Annie couldn’t quite figure out. “I hope so,” is all she said for a while. Finally, she glanced up. “What about you?” “Hm?” “Why do you find comfort in holding things?” [Y/N] smiled sadly and toyed with her fingers.

“Oh. Because I’m too worried about holding an actual person. I’m worried I’ll make them uncomfortable, or they’ll find me annoying, or–something like that. I don’t know. It just gets so lonely in my room. None of the people I call my “friends” ever stay more than a couple of hours, and that’s just because they’re always ranting to me and never listening to my own problems. I know they’re horrible people, but…I just want people to like me.”

Annie felt her heart aching at the girl’s words. How long had this been going on? Did [Y/N] talk to anyone about this at all? It seemed she truly was as lonely and touch-starved as herself.

“Oh, [Y/N], I had no idea.” [Y/N] chuckled and wiped her eyes before any tears could fall. “It’s alright. I just keep telling myself that someone will come along eventually–probably after high school, honestly. High school students are such bitches.” Annie smiled softly as the girl giggled at her own words. She turned to the blonde and pondered something for a moment. “Annie?” “Yes?” “Can I…can I hug you? Just for a little bit?” Annie’s eyebrows raised in surprise–the same way [Y/N]’s had done just moments ago. She cursed at herself mentally as she felt her face growing red once again. "I-I would..." She averted her gaze and cleared her throat. “I would like that. A lot.”

Within a moment, [Y/N] was across the bed and in front of Annie, tossing her arms over the blonde’s shoulders and pulling her close for one of those warm hugs that Annie had grown so obsessed with over the past few months. She gasped suddenly, her hands flying up to grip [Y/N]’s shoulders. She stayed there for a while, frozen in shock, before the [h/c] girl let out a choked sob. Out of pure instinct, Annie’s arms lowered themselves to move the stuffed bear to the side before pulling her even closer, letting her rest her head against her shoulder.

She felt herself tearing up, just then realizing that she wanted to be held by [Y/N] most of all, even if they weren’t together the way she dreamed. Just feeling her warmth and having the opportunity to take in her scent calmed her and made her happy. She closed her eyes, turning her head and burying her nose into the [h/c] girl’s neck. They stayed like that for a while, Annie gently swaying the two of them back and forth and rubbing her back in a soothing manner.

Although she hated to, [Y/N] did eventually lean back from the hug to wipe her eyes. She smiled tiredly at the blonde. “Sorry for getting so emotional. This year has been…really rough. You just–you’ve helped me through so much already, and I’ve wanted to hold you like that for so long.” Annie blushed, but didn’t mind it this time, a blissful smile painting her lips. “You don’t have to apologize. You’ve helped me through a lot too, believe me. I owe you so much. And I want you to know that hugging doesn’t feel like a chore to me–I really do enjoy getting to be so close to you.” They gazed at each other lovingly for a long moment, unable to hide their smiles. Finally, Annie looked down. “U-Um…so, I was thinking: maybe we could–and you don’t have to say yes–I just thought that maybe we could…”

She sighed after a second, growing embarrassed even further as [Y/N] giggled at her sudden inability to speak properly. “Just take your time. I’m not going to judge you for anything you ask,” she said softly as she rubbed Annie’s arms. “I was just wondering if we could maybe…c-cuddle? Like, while we sleep?” [Y/N] froze, though the blonde didn’t notice because she was still avoiding eye contact. After nearly a solid half-minute of no response, she glanced up through her eyelashes with pleading eyes. “Please…?” [Y/N] stared in shock for another long moment. Annie was about to apologize and tell her to forget about it, but the [h/c] girl suddenly smiled widely and nodded. “I would absolutely love that,” she finally said.

Annie felt her heart flutter. They stared at each other yet again, not sure what move to make to get comfortable and fall asleep. Finally, [Y/N] lied down on the pillow next to Annie, who then shifted down to lie beside her. Sheepishly, she scooted forward and placed her head on [Y/N]’s chest. [Y/N] smiled down warmly at her and wrapped her arms around the blonde to pull her closer. Annie could feel her heart racing–pounding against her ribs–but she didn’t feel ashamed this time because she could hear [Y/N]’s heart beating just as quickly.

She smiled, nuzzled closer, and closed her eyes with a small, soft sigh of content.

[t0jivs]

need boaf of dem rn

༺ ♱ ༻ 2/10 - aot threesome

"can you fuck her a little better? look how desperate she is." annie says as she holds a wand vibrator against your clit. reiner is drilling his big cock into your hole and you feel like you're in heaven. every thrust of his cock makes your brain freeze because of how big he is. you and reiner fucked a lot of times but this time annie is involved too and she's gonna get what she wants.

"your tits are so cute." she compliments you before pinching your nipples. she places his mouth on one of them, sucking and licking while she turns the vibrations up. you and reiner both whine. the side of the wand is touching his cock and you know what's annie's goal: making you both fall apart.

"im gonna cum. can i cum inside?" reiner begs, his thrusts becoming sloppy and out of rhythm. you nod at him as you look him straight in the eyes. you can see the desperation and devotion he holds for you. he can feel his climax coming and before he can register it, he's cumming inside of you. he carefully pulls out, making you wince a little but before he can calm down, annie presses the wand against his cock again.

"lay down, y/n, and jerk him off."

you comply, laying down on the bed and taking reiner's cock in your hand again. he sobs at the overstimulation but he also feels too good to stop you.

annie shuffles so that her already dripping pussy is right in front of your face.

"tell me how much you want to eat this pussy." she orders, taking your hair in her first.

"i want it so much." you manage to whimper out before she presses your face into her cunt. it takes you a few licks before she puts her whole wight onto your face. you tease her slit with your tongue, lapping up her juices. she uses your mouth for her pleasure, basically humping and riding your face. you lap for breath but she doesn't let you, she just wants you to be a good girl for her.

you look at reiner whose head his against the wall, eyes closed. you're still fisting his cock which is now red and leaking.

"fuck baby, i am going to cum in your mouth." she says as she grips your hair eyes tighter and brings her pussy on your face even rougher. she cums with a low moan, her juices spilling into your mouth. reiner moans at the sight, cumming in your hand.

you both fall on the bed, panting.

"looks like your girl liked my pussy." annie smirks at reiner. you blush at her comment and you see how reiners cheek turn red too.

"yeah, she did. that's why we're never going to do this again."

[sappholopodding]

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