#give me dad!Eren and mini Erens

[ichijager13]

A Trip To the Bookstore

Fandom: Attack on titan (Shingeki no Kyojin)

Rating: General Audience.

CW: really none, just me getting my Dad!Eren scenarios and exploiting my baby fever.

Family fluff, Fater-daughter moment

Word Count: 770 words.

Summary:

For her fifth birthday, Eren takes his daughter Nina to the bookstore.

Standing in front of the bookstore’s door, Eren looked down at his daughter and asked, “Are you ready for this adventure, little one?” Unable to contain her excitement, Nina nodded vigorously. “Then let’s go,” the young father cheered, pushing the door open.

For her fifth birthday, Eren promised the young girl to take her to a bookstore nearby after work. The previous night, before going to bed, the two of them made a deal. They agreed that she could choose up to four books and that they would stop by the neighborhood’s bakery to buy a birthday cake.

Nina’s big, jade green eyes, which she inherited from her father, wandered around the place. Taken aback by how big the store was, she scanned the multiple floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books of all sizes and colors. A few minutes later, she glanced at her father, silently asking with her round, emerald-colored eye for permission to let go of his hand and go explore every corner of that magical place. An encouraging smile brightened Eren’s features as he slowly released the small and delicate hand he had been holding since they left home.

The little girl’s steps were hesitant at first, but when she noticed there were other kids around, exploring the store, her attitude slowly changed. She started picking up books and flipping the pages.

From time to time, she would turn to check whether her father was tagging along. Each time their eyes met, she would flash him a wide smile with her tongue poking from behind the missing tooth she had lost a week ago.

“Daddy,” Nina called for her father minutes later and pointed out one of the shelves out of her reach. “Can I have dis one, pwease?”

“Which one, darling?” he asked, studying the books lined on that shelf.

“Da one with snow.”

“Nice choice. I’ve read those when I was your age,” he commented, picking up the first book of the Tomten series. “How about we check if they have the whole collection before we leave?” The little brunette hummed in response, visibly happy. “Wanna look for more books?”

Nina nodded as her father pushed the strands of brown-colored hair that escaped from under her hat and partially covered her eyes. He then watched her go back to her book quest.

“Did you find anything?” he asked when he noticed she had been staring at the same shelf for several minutes.

She nodded before bending to grab a copy of The Giving Tree and handing it to him.

“Another nice pick. That’s my girl,” he approved, going through the pages of one of his childhood reads.

Eren knew that this experience was going to be unique. However, he didn’t expect it to unlock so many memories from his childhood.

“Thewe’s anotha’ one too. It has a gween dwagon with blue hownes hiding in a pocket.” She tugged at the hem of his dark gray duffle coat.

“Whatever my princess wants,” he said, gently squishing her rosy cheeks. “Where did you see it?”

“Thewe.” She designated a shelf behind him.

He grabbed the book and showed it to her. “This one?”

“Mhm!” Nina responded, giddily smiling.

“That’s all?”

She nodded once again before asking, “Can we stay a little longa’, pwease Daddy, pwease?” She looked up at him with big, round, and pleading eyes.

“Of course, my dear. I love this place so much. I have so many lovely memories here.” Noticing her puzzled expression, he explained dreamily, “Oma and I used to come here a lot with Uncle Armin. It was our favorite place,” he voiced, embracing the whole place with his loving gaze. He could’ve sworn he could hear his mother’s voice chatting with the owner as Armin and he were looking for their next reads. “And I wanted my little princess to discover it as well. Do you like it?”

“I love it, Daddy! Can we come back soon?”

“Of course, we can visit whenever you want.”

“Thank you.”

Nina spent the next thirty minutes happily wandering around and inspecting every nook and cranny of the store.

Once they asked for the remaining books from the series, they headed to the cashier.

“Is it your birthday, sweety?" the checkout girl inquired when Eren asked for a birthday card. She offered Nina a bunny shaped balloon when Nina bobbed her head.

Later that day, both dressed in their pajamas, Eren and Nina ate their cake slices while going through the pages of the books they bought that day.

Nina listened to her father tell her funny stories about the place and the old owner.

[izurou]

“say ‘i’m the man!’”

eren’s voice carries down the hall, boisterous and loud as it easily reaches every corner of your small one bedroom apartment.

you furrow your brows and glance in the general direction of the sound, but decide to ignore it and continue on with breakfast—gathering a dollop of strawberry jam on your knife before spreading it onto a piece of toast.

you’d rather not know what the two of them are up to, eren and your two year old son that is. he’s supposed to be getting the kid ready for the day, but whether or not that’s actually happening is a different story.

“i’m da man!” his little voice repeats the sentence—not quite as powerful as his dad, but still loud enough to find your ears.

“louder!” eren shouts, and you immediately drop what you’re doing to head towards them.

your slippers scuff against the floor as you shuffle down the hall, following the source of sound until it leads you just outside the bathroom door. you nudge it with your foot, causing it to creep open and reveal the duo—your son, who’s standing on the counter, and eren, who—at the very least, is holding onto him.

“hi,” eren grins, prompting his mini me to do the same. you note the atrocious man bun, well, little man bun your son is sporting—hair haphazardly pulled together at the back of his head.

eren gestures to him, pride flooding his features as he mumbles, “he’s the man.”

“oh yeah?” a smile tugs at your own lips—every ounce of authority you waltzed over here with threatening to vanish into thin air as you look at your little family. nevertheless, someone has to enforce the rules around here. “well, tell the man that if he doesn’t keep it down, he’s not getting any chocolate milk with his breakfast.”

the two of them exchange a glance, an identical look of concern—real and genuine from your son, dramatic and over the top from your fiancé.

“should we go eat?” eren whispers to him, naively expecting him to follow in his footsteps again.

“yeah!” your son yells, excitement filling his eyes at the mention of his all time favourite beverage. he sets a new record every time he chugs a glass, and always gets a kick out of the little moustache he gets afterwards—loving that he looks like dad.

“buddy,” eren laughs as he lightly cups a hand over the toddler’s mouth. “shhh, quiet okay? you heard the boss, no chocolate milk if you yell.”

your son puts his hand over his own mouth and nods his head, prompting eren to lift him onto the floor and send him scurrying off into the kitchen—little feet padding against the hardwood.

“what the hell?” you say, keeping your voice low to ensure your baby doesn’t hear. “it’s 8 o’clock in the morning, why are you shouting?”

“hey, i’m instilling confidence in him,” he pouts, having heard you mention something along those lines once or twice—about how important it is for him to be proud of who he is.

“eren,” you sigh, because you know he means well—he wants nothing but the absolute best for your son too, which is why he more or less lets him do as he pleases.

he encourages him to jump around and dance to his favourite songs, and doesn’t care that he gets marker all over his face when he colours. he’ll give him bear paws before dinner, and hold his hand as the two of them run and giggle down the halls of your apartment building, because they’re just so happy to come home and see you after a trip to the grocery store.

eren lets your kid be a kid, and while that might put a scowl on the face of those around you, all that matters is that your son is always smiling.

“i know, just,” you pause, searching for the right words—the ones that won’t paint you as the bad cop you feel you’re being. though, you look into eren’s eyes, and see nothing but the purest love and adoration overflowing from his pupils, and you know—he thinks you’re doing perfect. “just, wait until after ten at least, okay? that old couple next door already has us on their shit list.”

“course, ‘m sorry baby,” he hums—cupping your cheek with a grin that’s a little too smug and out of place to be there right now. “but you know, you got us on that list, not him.”

“me?” you tilt your head, racking your brain for a time in which you might’ve pissed them off. did you forget to hold the door open? shit.

“mhmm,” he hums, moving his hand to the back of your head to hold you flush against him, and you look adorable—in the reflection of the mirror, with your little thinking face on and your cheek squished against him. he almost feels guilty.

“what did i—”

“nghhh eren, that feels soooo good,” he moans, quiet and sultry—changing the pitch of his voice slightly in an attempt to mimic your own.

“eren!” you gasp, planting your palms flat on his chest to push him away. “shut up, you’re the only reason i sound like that.”

“damn right,” he grins, pulling you right back in for a messy kiss—hands sneaking underneath your shirt and travelling up your—

crash.

“oh no,” you mumble, peeling yourself away from him once more. your son—who’s been alone and suspiciously quiet for the last five minutes, is now doing god knows what in the kitchen. “go check on your satan spawn, would you?”

“hey,” he frowns, swiftly backing out of the room and towards the noise, but not without putting on a quick smile to clarify, “our satan spawn.”

you roll your eyes, but still feel the corners of your lips tug upwards. eren is far from perfect, but he’s pretty good at keeping a smile on your face too.

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

Hello! Could you do aot boys being married to a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes and when they have a baby they come out with the same features as her? Tysm! Love your work

eren was positive the baby would come out looking like him. so much, he even put a $5 bet on it. so, you’re five dollars richer but that’s okay, cause he feels rich enough with you two. he also makes a joke about how armin might be the dad but you don’t find it funny.

jean cries when your baby is born, seeing how much they resembles their mother. but they’re all happy tears, of course. the prettiest thing in the world to him made another pretty thing. he’s blessed.

connie’s a little sad that the baby didn’t come out looking anything like him. he always envisioned his baby being a carbon copy of him but nooo, now he has to watch another version of you wreak havoc instead of a lil connie.

armin can’t say he’s surprised about the blonde hair and blue eyes. you guys all kind of look extremely related, lmao. there’s no denying who this baby belongs to.

levi curses you and your weirdly strong genetics but he loves his daughter so, so much. he says that you should be prepared though, because “if she looks like you, does that mean she’s going to act like me?”

zeke claims that the baby looks more like him than it does you. he insists that she gets her looks from her daddy and that’s why she’s such a cutie patootie.

erwin and you fuss over who the baby looks like more. erwin eventually gives in and agrees with you, that the baby is your look-like. but he tells everyone they get their looks from papa.

porco thinks your baby looking like you is both the greatest and funniest thing ever. he thinks they’re beautiful and is so proud of you for birthing his child. what’s funny to him is that, of course you just basically gave birth to yourself. he thinks you’re a witch and did it on purpose (jokingly ofc.)

reiner is a big blubbering mess when the baby comes out looking just like you. he claims it’s the most beautiful thing he’s seen (besides you). you tell him you think it looks like him and it makes him cry harder.

bertholdt loves that baby so much. he tells everyone how much it looks like you. he’s a really sentimental kind of guy about it, taking a billion pictures, saving the baby’s first haircut, etc. one time, the two of you came out wearing matching outfits on easter and he just about cried seeing you and mini-you.

[likesunsetorange]

i think eren would kind of enjoy it though even if he pretends to hate it lol he likes her attention!!!

Him trying not to react as she smooths his lapels, gives him another one over, all before telling no and to go back in the fitting room so she can go talk to an associate at whatever fancy store they’re at!

omg anon this is so cute you gave me an idea for this scene i got inspired and i never write chronologically anyways so here's a mini drabble! (will this be the exact version idk, but hope you enjoy anyways!!!)

By no means had Eren ever been poor, his dad was literally a doctor. He had grown up living a comfortable life—one that consisted of the typical upper-middle class luxuries. His college had been paid for in full, he was treated to little luxuries like the newest gaming systems and trendy clothes, and there were certainly never any worries about finances.

But this was certainly a level of wealth he didn't think he would ever get used to. There were crystal chandeliers on the ceilings, glasses of thousand dollar champagne that were being offered to every patron, and suits and dresses lining the racks that cost more than a down payment on a house. When Mikasa told him she was taking him suit shopping, he assumed they’d go to Neiman Marcus at the most, not whatever this was.

He felt like a fish out of water as he stood around in the dressing room, waiting aimlessly for Mikasa and Petra, the sales associate Mikasa seemed to be well acquainted with, to return with their third round of suits. Eren wasn’t sure why a simple black suit wouldn’t suffice, but according to Mikasa, he couldn’t show up to a political event in a just any old regular suit, let alone a rental.

So here he was hours later being forced to try on suit after suit, nothing seeming to please her. His patience was starting to run thin and he was tired, but surprisingly, Mikasa was being oddly… nice? Given the word nice may have been him overreaching, but she was certainly withholding from the insults, and rather than speaking to him like he was a second class citizen, she was being friendlier than usual.

Eren assumed it was because, oddly enough, she seemed to be enjoying making him her own life-sized Ken doll. It was out of the ordinary for her to be directing so much of her attention towards him, let alone having her fuss over him and paying attention to something as small as whether or not the cuff links Petra brought out would match with the watch he always wore (he didn’t even think Mikasa had bothered to notice that he even wore a watch everyday).

He found himself fidgeting with his dress shirt sleeves, until he finally heard Mikasa’s voice growing closer. Eren could hear her laughing over what he assumed was something Petra had said—something he didn’t hear her do very often around the house. Before he knew it, there were three more suits being held through the curtain, the tiny peaking of her manicured hand holding up the hangers.

“Try on the blue one first, and show me once you’re done,” her voice direct, but less bossy than usual. “Please,” she added after, this time her voice almost inaudible.

As usual, he relented, but at least she had the decency to say please for once. Part of him was still annoyed he couldn’t just wear a black suit, but according to Mikasa, “all men wear black suits”, and he “needed to be different.” Why? He didn’t understand. He was just her bodyguard. But he had learned which battles to pick with Mikasa, and this unfortunately just wasn’t going to be one he’d win.

Eren was faster about getting dressed this time, after ten suits, it seemed to have become second nature, and also hoping this would be the last one he had to try on. He didn’t even bother to take a look in the mirror, throwing the curtain open and walking to where Mikasa was in the show room.

Her eyes flickered up from her phone, setting down the champagne glass she had in her other hand onto the table next her, standing up to inspect him.

Eren felt oddly vulnerable as she walked around, poking and prodding at the suit, making sure it was up to her (very high) standards. She stopped in front of him, fixing the lapels of his suit, smoothing them out. He could smell the floral of her perfume from how close she was, not used to her being in such close proximity before. Eren felt his ears growing out, but he was glad that she she took a step back before she could notice, a pleased look on her face.

“Hey, Petra! Can you bring me those two ties we picked out for this one, please?” Mikasa called out, Petra appearing with what seemed to Eren, two versions of the exact same patterned tie, placing them neatly in her hands before she scurried off to another customer. She looked between the two before settling on whichever she seemed to like more, before placing it in his hands. “Okay, put this one on.”

“Oh… Umm… I can’t tie a tie—I normally wear clip-ons,” he confessed, his ears turning red again.

“Tch, of course you can’t,” she replied, rolling her eyes. “Okay, lift your collar up, I guess I can help you. And bend down a bit—you’re too tall.”

He followed as instructed, Mikasa’s surprisingly gentle fingers working around his neck to make do with the tie. If they weren’t in public, he’d be a little scared she’d try and choke him or something, but she seemed to be in a good mood today. She hummed to herself softly as she quickly fastened the windsor knot, faster than Eren would’ve done even with help. When she finished, she lightly placed his collar back down, her fingers like ice as they brushed the skin of his neck in the process. She gave him one final pat down, fixing every little detail, before bringing him to the mirror.

“Do you like it?” The tiniest bit of excitement in her voice, almost as if she wanted to be validated in her choice.

Eren eyed himself, and he could admit that he felt like he looked nice. But it didn’t feel like it was that much different than the ten other suits he tried on. He was never one to care about things like this, but he could tell it mattered to her, so at the very least, he could give her the satisfaction she was seeking.

“Yea, think this one’s probably the best out of all of ‘em.”

A small smile flashed across her face, before she ushered him to the fitting room. “Okay, hurry up and get changed then so we can go check out then.”

Eren finally bothered to look at the price tag, his eyes growing wide once he did. “Mikasa, this is like a $7k suit, are you sure?” He asked as he walked into the fitting room.

“We’re using daddy’s credit card, remember?” She replied rolling her eyes. “Plus, this is technically a business expense—you’re an employee—and rich people just love a good tax write off.”

“Okay, fine, if you insist.”

“Of course I do. Now hurry up, we still have to go get you shoes!”

All Eren could do was sigh, hoping Mikasa wouldn’t be nearly as picky with shoes as she was with clothes.

[miekasa]

Mie, I’m begging for some Jean college au bf hcs - im literally so down bad for this man and the way you write men is just 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻

Absolutely, not a problem 😌 I saved this ask as a draft a while ago when you sent it, sorry for just now getting to it. Anyway, I love Jean with my whole heart, best boy, best boyfriend <33

King of forehead kisses, and not even just because of his height in comparison to yours; he just likes it. He likes the feeling of pressing his lips against your skin, and making you feel safe.

Brings you tea or coffee however you like it every day without fail. If he can get it to you in the morning before work/school then he’ll do that, if not he’ll meet you some time in the middle of the day to drop it off. Your own personal courier just for drinks.

He… has a thing for long(er) nails. He loves the feeling of them against his skin, even if you’re not scratching to apply pressure—just you holding his hand them grazing his skin is enough for him.

That being said, he will pay for you to get your nails done. Actually, he’ll pay for… almost anything you want, but the nails benefit him as much as they do you so feel free to ball out.

He never blowdries his hair because he doesn’t... know how to do the back of it. You did it for him once and he hasn’t stopped thinking about it since, but he’s also too embarrassed to ask you to do/style it again.

On the subject of hair, he does do his best to style it and take care of it, but he’s a sucker whenever you play with it. Sometimes he feigns like you’re messing up all his hard work, but he’ll literally crane his head into your touch. He loves it. 

The first time he lays on top of you and you run your hands through his hair... top 10 most euphoric moments of his life. He tries to fight off the sleep threatening to take over him, but it’s futile. Give it 15 minutes at most before he’s knocked out like a baby. 

Dogs love him. Anytime you’re in a park or just taking a walk and there’s a dog around, it’ll come up to him and he looks adorable leaning down to pet it. He loves dogs, too! So he’s always happy to stop and pet them. He’d be a 10/10 dog dad. 

Has your name saved in his phone with two hearts at the end. Do not point it out.

Loves taking pictures together and if you guys are on a date, he’ll ask someone to get a picture for him. He just likes having them to look back on (and to send to his mom, later).

He doesn’t mind painting classes or videos or tutorials, but he hates paint by numbers kits. He claims that they have no sense of color theory and that it takes the originality and fun out of painting. Not to mention the quality of the paints isn’t great to begin with; all of which he takes very seriously.

It’s pretty cute actually, to see him get worked up over the paint kits. He claims that painting and drawing isn’t even something he takes “that seriously,” it’s just a hobby for him (one he’s insanely good at); but in moments like these, you can tell that he’s way more into art and art theory and history than he lets on. 

Huge movie guy, from animated movies to martial arts movies, Jean is usually willingly to give anything a watch at least once. When he’s high, he can go on about his favorite directors and art styles and movie details for hours if you don’t stop him. It’s super cute. Just don’t bring up Moana, because he’ll start crying. 

Arm around the shoulder kind of boyfriend for sure. It’s a casual way of keeping you near him and letting everyone know that you guys are together. Plus it allows for him to easily pull you into him for a quick forehead kiss when needed.

Listen. If you hug his arm, he’s on cloud nine. He tries to be nonchalant about it but he’s about three seconds away from his eyes rolling back in his head it feels that good to him. Bonus if you lean your head on his bicep a little—then he’s a goner.

He takes his bagels very seriously and believes that both you and him deserve nothing but the best quality bagels. He’ll grumble if a bakery gives you guys a less than favorable one and make a note that taking the long route to get to his favorite place is much more worth it.

Always makes you walk on the side furthest from the cars. If he notices you’re not, he’ll just shuffle behind you until he’s shouldering the street and you’re on the inside. 

He grew up on a kind of modern ranch situation; not exactly all the way in the countryside, but not isolate from the city, either. Because of this, he knows how to ride horses, take care of smaller farm animals, tend to plants, and yes he knows how to use a lasso. You wouldn’t know any of that though, because he never ever talks about it. The only way you find out is when he takes you to visit his mom’s house for the first time, and she asks him for a hand around the place. 

(He’s got a cowboy hat, too, but refuses to put it on. He got it when he was, like, nine, okay, leave him alone). 

When he thinks you look tired, he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders to hug you. It’s usually followed up with a kiss to your head, and a promise that you guys will go home soon and get food on the way. 

He’s a really good cook. He just understands and flavors and pairings really well, so he doesn’t need a recipe to make something that tastes good; he just kind of knows what to add to get the balance he’s looking for. 

Naturally, he’ll cook for you. Especially if he finds out that you haven’t eaten all day/in a long time. He doesn’t care if it’s 11pm and it might seem excessive to make steak and potatoes with a side salad at this hour, he’s gonna do it to make sure you eat, and you are going to sit there and watch. 

He also bakes pretty well, though he isn’t as experimental with his baking as he is with his cooking. He usually sticks to what he knows, and it’s not cupcakes and brownies and cakes; he’s better at croissants, and cheesecakes, and canelés. 

Dating Jean means getting along with his friends. If you guys didn’t know each other before you started dating, be prepared to be ambushed by Connie and Sasha (after Jean stops hiding you away and gives them the green light lmfao). Neither of them waste time with the small talk and formalities; straight into mini golfing and beer pong. They make you feel welcome right away.

Sasha always teases that you’re too good for Jean, and that she might just steal you away for herself some day. Sasha is also Jean’s main confidant, so she really knows just how much he loves you, and yeah, she teases him for being lovesick, but really she’s happy for Jean. And proud of him for facing his feelings like this. 

Connie adores you, and you know he trusts you when he starts going to you for advice/help. Could be anything from schoolwork, to what color he should get his new shoes in. He’s also the one who, surprisingly, you have the sentimental talks with about your relationship with Jean. It’s easy to overlook, but Connie loves Jean, and he’s come to love you too; he just wants you both to be happy, so he’s there to listen when you need it. 

Jean waits outside of your classroom after you’ve had a test or presentation, usually with a drink or a snack, or the promise of taking you out as a treat. Always tells you he’s proud of you, and is there to comfort you if you think you didn’t do too well. 

He does not shut up about whatever major you’re in. It could be the same as his; it could be the complete opposite as his. He thinks it’s so sick that you’re doing it, you make it look cooler, you make it look better, and he’s certain you’re the smartest person in your program. 

He’s pretty serious about his studies, too, so he’s always down to study with you in the library whenever you’re both free. More often than not, he shows up after you, usually with food or extra chargers. He greets you with a kiss on the forehead, and asks you how you are while massaging your shoulders gently. If it’s been a while since you took a break, that’s the first item on the list, after that, he gets to work and stays with you until you’re ready to go, even if he doesn’t have as much work to do. 

He always sits across from you. This goes for when you’re in the library, or out to eat at a restaurant; Jean loves sitting across from you. He gets to see your face the best that way, and he adores looking into your eyes when you talk. 

He’s not... not a morning person. He’s not up at 6am ready to grind, but he wakes up before noon; let’s say 10am is his happy medium. That being said, if you wake up before him, regardless of the time, there’s a 9/10 chance he’ll lay on your back and tell you to hush so you guys can sleep for 10 more minutes. 

If you’re (close) friends with Eren, Mikasa, and Armin, Jean is... happy you’ve got people to rely on, but, “Of all people on the planet, you put your trust in Jaeger?” He acts so bitter (because he is), but deep down inside, he’s glad you have Eren to rely on if you need to. 

(Also, you have to humble him and remind him that he and Eren aren’t all that different. If you like him, why wouldn’t you get along with Eren, bye). 

Turns out though, that it’s not Eren who threatens to beat him up if he breaks your heart. It’s not even Mikasa, although, her threat goes without saying; it’s Armin he’s terrified of.

The last time Armin hated someone, it was this guy in your program, who happened to share a few mutual classes with him, too. Jean never knew the full story, just that he’s pretty sure that kid dropped out the following semester. 

If you have a job on campus, Jean usually doesn’t show up while you’re working (knowing how embarrassed he would be if you did that to him), unless you work the night shift and it’s dead. Connie, however, does show up; usually in some kind of crisis (“Please help me, I don’t know what the fuck APA formatting is and this is due tonight, please, please, please!!”). Your coworkers actually thought Connie was your boyfriend for a minute. That’s when Jean starts showing up more lmfao.

He makes it a point to go on a scheduled, night out, kind of date at least twice a month. He knows life gets busy with school and work and midterms, but he always makes sure you both set side a time to take a well-deserved break and be with each other. 

He’s the romantic type, so these dates are pretty swoon worthy, too. Drive-in movies, nice dinners, classy art exhibits, Jean plans it all. On that note, he really likes planning dates; he just doesn’t like talking about them with his friends beforehand. 

All in all, very romantic, very precious boyfriend. He’s always thinking about you, what you need, and how he can help you out. You’re one of his main priorities, and he just wants to treat you right. 

[levisbrainrot]

AOT boys as older brothers— BRAINROT EVENT

EREN

having a brother like eren would be like CHAOTIC.

like he gives me “I can teach you how to sneak past mum and dad’s bedroom without making a sound but i’m definitely going to the party with you as payment” . which you’re like “fuck no, all my friends think you’re hot and that’s gross”

he would be the major teasing sort of brother. like bothering you to the point you’ve got him in a headlock in the kitchen, screaming “TAKE IT BACK RIGHT NOW!”

eren: “I SAID WHAT I SAID. NOT MY FAULT YOU’RE UGLY!”

has a habit of just opening your door and standing there without a word then walking away.

y/n: “can you at least shut my door?”

eren: “hm.. no”

he’s kinda protective but he would rather die than tell you straight forwardly. like he’s noticing you’ve been texting someone on your phone lately and he’s all up in your business being like,

“Who is he? where does he live? does he have a job? what does he look like? he better not be ugly cause you’ll be letting the jaeger genes down”

him, zeke and you together on a night out are your parents biggest stress ball . eren mainly being the ringleader, zeke being the dotting older brother to his siblings and going along and you just being the youngest and tagging along to their troublemaking.

rip tho cause one time eren got into a bar fight when you first went out with them and mama Carla was not happy to having to pick you three up from the police station @ 1am.

all three of you literally BEGGED the police officer to call anyone BUT mama Carla knowing she’s about to whoop your ass when you get home. got you arguing with your brothers like,

you: “this is all of your fault, you’re so stupid when you drink”

eren, who’s very offended at the accusation, : “ME??? YOU’RE THE ONE DOWNING SHOTS LIKE IT’S YOUR LAST DAY TO LIVE, THEN PICKING A FIGHT WITH SOMEONE YOU CAN’T WIN AGAINST???”

zeke who’s stressing about mama carla: “I’m never going out with you two again”

you: “zeke… stfu—”

overall though, eren’s a good older brother. he makes a lot of banter but he cares for you and makes sure you’re safe at the end of the day.

JEAN

jean is an overprotective brother with the tendency to irk you (intentionally or not)

like he gives me “no stay away from boys ESPECIALLY boys likes eren, don’t even look at a man, they’re all tool-heads” basically he’s your second dad.

when you were little you use to follow him EVERYWHERE and he use to pretend to hate it but secretly adored it. sometimes he gets a little sad whenever he thinks back on it and how you’ve grown up and no longer follow him like a little puppy.

also whenever you fell over when you were younger, instead of running to your mother or father you use to run to jean and he would hold you when you cried. in someway you still do the same presently,

you finished work and had a rough shift and you’d sit next to him on the couch like,

y/n: “…life sucks”

jean, looks at you from his phone: “yeah it does but what’s up?”

BIG LISTENER!!! always has his ears ready to listen to you rant.

however he makes these remarks that like piss you off. e.g. it’ll be 8 in the morning and you just rolled out of bed and he’ll be at the table eating breakfast and look up at you like,

jean: “wow you look like you’re on the brink of death”

got you glaring at him like, “bruh”.

calls you kiddo or mini (cause he likes to think you’re a mini version of himself).

he is a very good and protective brother. in some ways you view him more like your dad, he’s very understanding.

ARMIN

dude Armin would be such a sweet older brother. in similar ways to jean he’s protective but also he gives me like “secondary-parent” vibes.

like when you were little you would only listen to Armin whenever you got into trouble. your parents even said you were more dotting towards Armin than themselves.

armin would always read you books and even taught you how to read some of them before you could go to school.

at one point you were very shy and attached to armin, when he went to drop you off to your kindergarten class once (while he had to head off to high-school) you become like glue and glued yourself against his legs.

armin, trying to pry your strangely strong arms off of his legs: “cmon (y/n) i need to go to school”

you pulled the old tear-stained-face card on him and his heart melted. so he sat for half and hour with you in his lap on the floor, with other curious little kids approaching him, reading you your favourite book until you settled. (he never lets go of this memory now).

he would be the one taking care of you whenever you got sick. making you soup and checking your temperature.

he gets a little bit nervous whenever you meet annie. at this stage you only know her as a “really good friend” of Armins (deep down tho you already know she’s his gf but he’s just antsy to tell you, in a way you like keeping him nervous and on his toes about it, you find it funny).

CONNIE

Connie is a chill asf older brother, usually joining you in trouble.

like Connie does not give af if you’re seeing people, sneaking out or anything. he does however get antsy around eren and you just bc he knows eren’s a player and he’s like,

Connie: “not my baby sister. pick anyone else”

probably introduces you to smoking weed for the first time.

Connie: “JUST INHALE IT, IT’S NOT THAT HARD”

Y/n, on the verge of tears: “YELLING AT ME WON’T HELP”

Connie is like super chill and cool older brother. like if you wanted to hang out with him and his friends he’s laid back with it, letting you join in.

he’ll def buy you and your friends alcohol if you asked. but he’d give you a lecture in the process like,

“don’t let anyone take you away alone, if you start feeling sick just call for me, don’t overdo it okay?”.

but he is such a menace when you get into trouble with your parents and they’re giving you a lecture in the kitchen and he’s egging them on in the background like,

“Ooo ‘get her ma, ground her, make her stack the dishes every day this month—here use my shoe to throw at her”

Sasha always comes over and her and connie both annoy you like normal siblings. like sasha would be snooping through your bedroom while Connie’s on your bed, both of them high off their heads, bugging you. (lowkey they do it because you’re always a ‘warm’ person, they claim, to be around when high).

connie probably introduces you to his one-night-stands he brings home.

connie: “and that was lady 5 this week”

y/n, disgusted: “you’re such a whore”

[postwarlevi]

AOT parents and Disney movies

Official WD animation only

What they want to watch vs the movie that gets played repeatedly.

Erwin - He's the old school dad and would love to watch Fantasia, but his toddler does not appreciate it like he does. Instead, The Emperor's New Groove is on daily. Erwin is finally starting to laugh at the jokes, and loves Yzmas "is that, my voice?" line.

Levi - If he has to pick, maybe Dumbo, since he gets a happy ending with his mother. Just no Bambi. His kid puts on Lilo and Stitch. Levi is all about Ohana, and likes the Elvis songs. They're not getting a dog, though.

Miche - Give him The Jungle Book. Baloo, King Louie, the Vultures, he knows the lines. His kid likes it when dad does the lines, but otherwise? It's Cinderella. Miche is willing to play the stepsisters for laughs.

Eren - Give him Atlantis, give him Treasure Planet, he wants adventure! Actually gets to watch Snow White. Doesn't know how this happened, but accepts it nonetheless. Likes Dopey at any rate.

Armin - He loves the animation of Sleeping Beauty. The whole thing is gorgeous. He gets to watch lots of Peter Pan as his kid loves pirates. That came out around the same time so it's not that bad.

Jean - Says he wants to watch Lion King. Feels like a Simba most the time. What's actually getting played, is Tangled (tell me you didn't see that coming) but when he gets told he's reminded of Flynn, he enjoys the film a little more.

Connie - Oliver and Company is his jam, the songs are fun and he loves dogs. And yet, The Aristocats rule in his house. Turns out he's a cat person too and he likes the songs in it as well.

Reiner - He likes The Sword in the Stone. He likes the setting, the characters, and the Wizards Duel. His child loves The Little Mermaid, though, and he happily watches it with them everyday.

Porco - Just wanted to watch Aladdin. Has great sidekicks and an awesome villain. Gets stuck with Alice in Wonderland. Doesn't understand it at all but likes croquet match part.

Hange - Give them Big Hero Six or Meet the Robinsons. Tech, inventors? Yes please! Turns out Wreck it Ralph is on all the time, but they enjoy it just as much!

Mikasa - Loves the story of Mulan and thinks it's a good influence. Turns out it is and she and her child watch it all the time. However, they also like the sequel, and Mikasa cringes every time.

Annie - Don't tell anyone, she likes Frozen. Elsa is the ice queen, after all. The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh gets put on, and she finds she likes Rabbit a lot. Tigger however, needs to calm down.

Sasha - Loves Robin Hood due to the archery involved and the comedic villains. Her kid gets her to watch Hercules and she likes the action, fantasy and jokes just as much. Plus Meg is awesome.

Historia - Does like Cinderella the most. Who doesn't dream of being a princess when they're little? Her kid likes Moana and she likes the characters willingness to ask for help and confront her enemy after losing hope.

Ymir - Wants to watch Tarzan. Doesn't know if she likes Tarzan, Jane, or Clayton the most. Winds up watching The Rescuers and finds herself rooting for Bianca and Bernard against that crazy mad Medusa and her crocs.

Pieck - Quite likes Beauty and the Beast. Doesn't think Belle is odd at all, and loves the songs. Lady and the Tramp it is though, and she likes the old classic feel of it. Does NOT like Aunt Sarahs cats.

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Made kind of quick, hope you like it! Do you think these are accurate? What would YOU watch?

Maybe we'll do a mini Pixar version?

[softxsuki]

Hello Han, thanks for letting me send in my urgent request and here’s the Drabble request (it doesn’t have to be long) idea. Here’s the summary for Eren x Fem!Autistic!Reader Drabble: Y/N wanted to take an Uber to the bookstore because she chose not to drive on snowy roads, but her dad got too overprotective and kept telling her it’s not safe and won’t budge despite her explaining that the Uber is safe and there are drivers who are skilled with driving on snowy roads. Then Eren overhears the fight and decides to break up the fight and take Y/N home. After returning home, Y/N is sitting in her bean bag chair in her quiet room crying and Eren finds her there and wraps her with her favorite weighted blanket and letting her cry on his shoulder and reassuring her he’s not mad at her and letting her know that he doesn’t agree with her dad’s overprotectiveness, giving her advice on coping with situations involving conflicts especially when he had to deal with similar situations with his mom and Mikasa being overbearing, and gives her permission to take an Uber to the bookstore the next day which helps Y/N feel better and give her a hug. Finally, Eren decides to play a board game on the little game table by the window with Y/N and also let’s her know that he invited Mikasa over to make pastries with her which made Y/N happy with the idea. - 🌙

Eren With Reader Who Has An Argument With Her Dad

Pairing: Eren x Fem!Autistic!Reader

Warnings: frustration, argument with dad, crying

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Drabble

Word Count: 600

Summary: In which your father is being overprotective, which causes an argument between you and Eren helps you feel better.

[A/N: Hi hi! Hope this helps you feel better :)]

“It’s not fair, why couldn’t he just let me go?” You were frustrated that your father wouldn’t let you take an Uber to go to a bookstore due to the dangerous road conditions caused by the snow.

You glanced out the window at the white snow that paved the roads–it was a perfect day to go to the bookstore across town, but your father wasn’t having it. Thankfully though, your boyfriend Eren swooped in to take you away from the tense environment after your mini argument with your father.

“I’m sure he doesn’t mean to be overprotective over you. I respect that he wants to keep you safe though, because I do as well–your safety and happiness mean everything to me. But you’re grown now, he can’t exactly tell you what you can or can’t do–I can’t either,” Eren explains, not wanting to throw your father under the bus, but still wanting to show you his support.

You dig yourself further into your favorite bean bag, cuddling under the weighted blanket that Eren wrapped over you, pouting a little. “Yeah, I wish he wouldn’t be so overprotective. I can take care of myself and I’m already making a safe choice by taking an uber instead of driving myself. Why doesn’t he understand that?” You huff in frustration.

Tears start to fall down your face as you think about the argument you had with your dad along with all the frustration flowing through you.

“Hey angel,” Eren coo’s as he scoots onto your bean-bag with you, holding you close so you can cry on his shoulder, “It’s alright, I’m here. I’m not upset at you or anything, I get why you’re feeling frustrated.”

He gently rubs your back to try and comfort you as he continues to speak, “Conflict isn’t easy, especially when it’s about your parents being overbearing. Trust me, I’ve been there. Mom and Mikasa were the exact same way with me when I was a child. I couldn’t go anywhere without mom sending Mikasa with me to watch over me. It was super frustrating, but I get why she did it. At least I understand more now, she just loved me enough to care about my well being and wanted to ensure I stayed safe!”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” you mumble into his shoulder, feeling a lot better already since he could relate to how you were feeling. You didn’t want to stay upset at your father and you hoped that things would smooth over in the next few days.

“Maybe you can go take an Uber to the bookstore tomorrow,” Eren suggests, which instantly perks you up.

“Really?”

“Of course. You don’t need anyone’s permission. Go have fun at the bookstore, I’ll be here waiting for you to get back, unless you’d like my company.”

“Thank you,” you smile, glad to have your boyfriend's support. He really had a way with words.

“Of course,” he smiles, “Oh right, I forgot to mention that Mikasa is coming over today. I told her a little about your situation and she knows how much you love her pastries, so she’s coming over to do some baking with you, if that’s okay.”

Your frustration from earlier is long gone at the mention of Mikasa’s pastries, “That’s more than okay! I can’t wait to see her!”

Eren smiles fondly at your excitement, happy to see you in better spirits. You both spend the rest of the day playing your favorite board game to pass the time until Mikasa’s arrival. You were relieved to be feeling better thanks to Eren. You don’t know what you’d do without him.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 11/18/2022

[sunlightandsuffering]

i'm honestly just writing shit at this point lol, just randomness 😂😂😂

Mikasa doesn’t entirely know why she does it, why she agrees to the god-awful idea. But it’s Zeke and she really can’t say no to him, they’ve been through too much shit in their master’s program together for her to say no to this one little favour.

He’d begged, gotten down on his knees and pleaded with her and she could do nothing but resign herself to her fate. It would be fine, Levi always worked Christmas and Christmas Eve anyway, it’s not like she was missing much by not going home. She usually just watched The Grinch by herself and laughed at the irony of being alone on Christmas while the whos sang around the Christmas tree and Mikasa ate Christmas cookies.

Basically, the story was that pretty much that his parents were extremely concerned about him, or well, parent at least. Zeke was getting older, he was twenty-seven and he’d never so much as brought a date home for Christmas, his dad worried that he was lonely.

It didn’t matter that Zeke had plenty of friends and was always irritatingly chipper, his dad and his second wife Carla always asked the same question every year with that hopeful lilt in their voice, “Will you be bringing any guests home this year?”

And this unfortunate year, her academic partner in crime had cracked under the pressure and told his entire family yes, he was bringing a great girl home.

Dina, his mother had apparently been thrilled and Christmas dinner was now supposed to be a very large affair, where it was usually just a quiet dinner before. Now, the whole family was getting together, Zeke’s younger brother was even flying in from their city where he worked.

Zeke had of course grumbled the last part rather begrudgingly with a sour look on his face and Mikasa had gathered that Eren didn’t quite deal with the same scrutiny as Zeke.

“Are you jealous of him?” Mikasa had asked incredulously, for Zeke was a smart man, doing his masters in a very specific field of psychological research, an area of children’s development that had hardly been explored and he was brilliant at it. Well on his way to pioneering new studies that would further research by leagues, Mikasa looked up to him so much, was honoured that he actually even interacted with her!

Zeke had pouted, “It’s not that I’m jealous, I just, his family is so much more functional than mine was. His mom is so nice, they have such a good relationship, and ugh Dad dotes on him, it’s like he’s his mini-me. Went to medical school and all that, he got into this really difficult program that fast-tracks you right out of high school, so he’s only twenty-five and he’s already a resident on his way to being a full doctor,” Zeke gives her a meaningful look, “So you can imagine how much more my dad cares about him.”

“I’m sure it’s not like that.”

Mikasa had met Grisha a few times at ceremonies for Zeke’s many accomplishments, the man had been nothing but nice, often offering to take everyone out for dinner after which Zeke almost always refused.

But Mikasa really can’t imagine having to compete with a younger half-sibling a few years your junior and seemingly more well-loved than she would ever be. It must be awful.

She decides on the spot to dislike him, or at least barely interact with him.

Fuck Zeke’s younger brother, he’s probably some pompous asshole anyway.

She’s loyal to her friend, she’s going to be on his side, especially because it seems like everyone else always prefers his younger sibling, the golden child. Fuck that, she’s here for her best friend, and she’ll be the best damn dates the Yeagers and Dina have ever seen! Maybe Eren will even be jealous.

Mikasa eats her words about an hour after arriving to the Yeager’s residence, where they’ll be staying because Dina, Zeke’s mother has a smaller apartment in the city, whereas the Yeagers have a large house out in the countryside.

Everyone is exceedingly kind and Mikasa thinks Zeke is definitely making up a little bit of this drama in his head. Carla is the kindest person ever and she treats Zeke like he’s her own son, although never pressing the boundaries of being a mother, she’s kind and respectful. The kind-hearted woman welcomes Mikasa with a big hugs and excited exclamations of “She’s so lovely Zeke, you didn’t tell us how lovely she’d be, I hope you’re treating her right!”

Grisha is a little quieter but also kind nonetheless, ushering them into their large house and taking them to the sitting room for some snacks, all Zeke’s favourites laid out.

Carla had went to the effort of making all of his favourite cookies just for his visit.

Mikasa cannot fathom what is so awful about these people that Zeke refuses to visit.

Then, about an hour in, the door opens, and she hears a deep male voice call out, “Ma, Dad I’m home!”

There is some thumping around and Carla stands up excitedly, “We’re in the sitting room honey, come on over and meet Zeke’s girlfriend!”

Mikasa readies herself, she’s prepared for whatever happens, she’s expecting some douche canoe in loafers and a polo shirt, probably with perfectly coiffed blonde hair, and an annoying smirk.

She will not like Eren Yeager, she’s on Zeke’s side until the end.

This will be a perfect Christmas and Zeke can finally be the golden child with the pretty, smart girlfriend, he can be the one everyone fawns over!

Then she sees him, and she swears her heart stops. He’s handsome, very handsome, those pretty green eyes sparkling in the sun as he enters the room, not quite as tall as Zeke, but still large enough to look down at her, and surprisingly broad as well.

To her surprise he’s not dressed in khakis and a polo, he’s wearing a pair of dark green joggers and a black t-shirt, dark brown hair, a little dishevelled and falling from his bun at the nape of his neck. Not to mention, he has more piercings than she ever thought acceptable for a doctor, his one ear lined with to little hoops and she gets just a peak of a tattoo on his shoulder under his shirt. He's just her type, oh no.

Carla and Grisha quickly get up to hug him, and he reciprocates warmly, before to her surprise he makes a b-line for his brother, completley shattering her image of him as bratty younger brother who always gets his way. “Zeke! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, you never come out my way! We live in the same city, but I never see you!”

Before her friend can protest he’s bypassing Mikasa to give the blonde man a big hug and Mikasa is left to inhale the delicious scent of mint and aftershave he leaves in his wake, so excited to see his older brother. It is at this point, Mikasa knows it’s all in Zeke’s head. Eren is so genuine, so happy to see him, she has no doubt this boy probably idolizes his big brother, and yet here Zeke is resenting him.

What did she get herself into?

After a round of greetings Eren finally pulls back to make himself comfortable on the large couch they’re all sharing, stretching out, his shirt riding up to expose a tantalizing glimpse of abs that she wants to trace with her tongue. “And who might you be?” He asks her with a dazzling grin and damn those pretty white teeth for being so straight.

She clears her throat awkwardly, “Mikasa, I’m Zeke’s,” she really struggles to get the word out in front of this beautiful boy, admitting she’s dating his brother is a death sentence to any possibility of a relationship with him, but damn it she must remain strong!

She gulps, “girlfriend, I’m Zeke’s girlfriend.”

His eyebrow quirks up for a moment and he hums, “Well it’s lovely to meet you Mikasa,” the way he says her name says shivers down her spine and he grins, holding out his hand.

She takes it wearily, and his hands are warm, calloused as he shakes her own, thumb sliding over her knuckles lovingly.

Intense emerald eyes lock on hers, swirling with something she can’t name, and she thinks maybe Eren isn’t entirely as innocent as she first thought.

“I’m Eren, Zeke’s younger brother.”

God, she’s so fucked.

[offbrandhange]

𝕯𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖑𝖞 𝕾𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖎 𝕷𝖊𝖛𝖎 !

You and Levi have a son together, although, he likes to test your husband a lot. What happens when he calls him by his first name? // SOFT ONESHOT

CW: season 4 Levi, Levi has an actual brat for a son, basically a ton of fluff

Reader Gender: Fem!

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: less than 1K

a/n -- soft levi, say it with me, soft levi !

It only took one small word for chaos to erupt in your small, typically calm household. “Levi?” Your child said with a growing smirk on their face, staring dead straight into your husbands eyes; it was a test of dominance. You paused; your hands that were just viciously scrubbing the plate in order to make sure it was as clean as could be (because your husband was a clean freak!), were frozen in place. Your mind, however, was constantly repeating “oh shit.” “What?” You could hear Levi breathe, “What did you just say?”

You turned your head to see an annoyed scowl on your husband’s face—which was a normal sight, but this time you knew something had prompted it. Levi’s attention was no longer focused on the newspaper he had been skimming through; his reading glasses were farther down on his nose as his head tilted slightly forward looking at your child, eyebrows scrunched, and a slight vein popping out on his temple. You saw your husband open his mouth to speak, but you quickly cut him off. You already knew what he was going to say; he has said it a million times before. “You can’t spank him.” Levi whipped his head in your direction, looking shocked. “You heard what he—“ “I know.” You breathed, putting down the plate and drying your hands off quickly. “Farlan, you know you can’t say that.” you cooed, and your son, Farlan, gave you an innocent look as you bent down to match his height. “Okay mommy!” He cheered, hugging you suddenly. As you accepted his embrace, you felt him snuggle into your arms. Your heart melted for a second, but only a second, because right after your mischievous son stuck his tongue out and let out a small, “plbbbhhh!!!” “Farlan,” You sighed, lightly tapping his head. “I know you’re taunting your father.” His fluffy, raven colored hair bounced right back up after you petted it down. “I’m not, mommy I swear!” He worriedly said, practically giving himself up. “I heard you blow that raspberry at him.” “Oh.” Levi scoffed in the background. “If we just disciplined him—“ “I’m not spanking him.” You deadpanned, turning around to look at Levi, showing him you were serious. He let out a little “tch” before averting his eyes, crossing his arms, and slouching in his chair. Apparently, you had two kids to take care of. You thought it would be over then, but it wasn’t; Farlan copied his dad’s infamous “tch,” and you watched as Levi whipped his head towards yours to meet your gaze. You tried to suppress a laugh before saying, “Will the two of you just stop? Farlan, don’t be mean to your father.” And then your son took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and looked you in the eyes. “Daddy only has one eyeball.” In the blink of an eye, you heard the screech of Levi’s wooden chair push out, and you booked it, carrying Farlan with you. Your toddler’s arms were flailing in your embrace, screaming excitedly, all while you were running for dear life. “Stop running!” Levi shouted behind you, slowly catching up. “I’ve seen what you’ve done to Eren, I’m not letting you spank my kid!” You yelled back, turning the corner to find safety in the bathroom. Farlan was giggling endlessly, enjoying the amount of attention he was getting. He didn’t usually get much from Levi due to how busy he was, so he would often make little jabs. That, and he inherited the same territorial personality as his father; he liked challenging your husband constantly, trying to get you to pick his side. You fell for it a lot admittedly, he was a devilishly sweet mini Levi; how couldn’t you? You heard a small knock on the bathroom door, and then your husband's voice a second later. Muffled, he spoke. “Y/N. Let me in” “Are you calm?” You questioned. “Yes.” You unlocked the door and peeped out the crack slightly; and to your dismay, Levi ripped the door open, threw you over his shoulder, and walked away. “You’re not getting your mother back.” He stated, continuing his pace. “Mommy!” Farlan said, dragging out the letter m, following slowly behind the two of you. You let out a heartfelt laugh, and you knew Levi was smiling too; moments like these made you glad the two of you fought for your freedom and peace.

Your house may not have been calm like it usually was; but you were thankful for the happiness you could finally enjoy, even if it was sometimes chaotic.

[alwayzraven]

Kardeşlerim Ep 63

Emel was taken to the hospital. Sarp went home and his dad noticed that something was wrong with the car. Sarp told him that he hit a kid. So they went to check all the hospitals and they found the hospital were Emel was staying. They later saw Oglucan, Omer and Asiye with Emel and Sarp told his dad that he might've hit Omer's sister.

After his little show in the last ep, Tolga decided not to go to school anymore. Oglucan noticed that Leyla was doing her homework so he asked her why she was working on it right now. Leyla said that the mood wasn’t good yesterday at home. She told him that Tolga decided to leave school. Berk rolled his eyes when he heard that LMAO

Berk:" Oh no ! After yesterday's tragedy, he is now playing the role of the lonely guy, huh? Your brother is really an actor ! He is doing this to get attention, for sure ! Acting like he was never loved and he never loved anyone ! For those who believe it of course"

I really love that Berk is not affected by Tolga’s victim act and he knows exactly what Tolga is trying to do 😂

Leyla told Berk to leave her brother alone because he wasn’t the reason why Aybike broke up with him.

Aybike: “You still can’t understand, right? You’re the one who changed. You still can’t understand that the problem lies within you and nobody else”

I WANT TO SCREAM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Susen told Berk that Omer lied to her two days ago and went to Leyla's house. Berk was surprised and told her not forgive Omer immediately so she didn't look at Omer when he came to the school. Both Susen and Berk are right here but the writers keep on trying to show them as if they were the ones in the wrong and it makes me so mad !

Doruk caught Yasmin trying to steal chemistry exam questions. She said she doesn’t understand chemistry no matter how hard she studies. So Doruk suggested that he and Asiye will help her study. Doruk suggested it because Asiye wanted Omer's relationship with his siblings to be good. Yasmin also went to Omer's house to check if they found out that Sarp was the one who hit Emel. Someone brought back Emel's bike and the rest of her stuff that he found at the scene of the accident and Omer found a bracelet among her things. The bracelet belonged to Sarp. Yasmin bought it for him. When leaving Yasmin said that she left her notebook at the chicken coop and she went back to get her brother's bracelet. 

The next day, Berk and Susen were together at school. Aybike said that “his” (Susen) and “hers” (Berk 🤭) have joined forces and are talking about them 😂 Omer said that he was mad at Susen because she didn’t ask him about what happened to his face. He said he's not gonna talk with her. This guy !!! Not only he's the one in the wrong but also he wants her to make the first move???  Susen asked Berk if he's going to talk with Aybike and he said: "No, that book is closed (meaning he is not going to try again) The sweet old Berk is gone, they killed him"

At the end of the ep, Oglucan sent Omer the picture they took of Sarp when he fell in the trash can. Omer noticed that the bracelet Sarp was wearing looks like the one that was found at the scene of the accident and concluded that Sarp hit Emel after he hit him. Unfortunately, Omer fainted in the bus. His nose bled a couple of times during the last two days after his fight with Sarp. In the trailer, the doctor said that Omer had a brain hemorrhage. 

Gunul found out that Orhan gave Sengul the restaurant's credit card and that's how Sengul bought her mini bus. Later, Sengul was giving away kofta sandwiches around the neighborhood and in front of Gunul’s restaurant, she even stole her clients in front of her eyes which made Gunul so mad. She decided to burn the mini bus down. Akif was sleeping in the mini bus because he forgot his keys and Suzan said that she was coming home late. 

I loved SusBer’s scenes in this ep ❤️️ The Eren forgiving Tolga after 3 ep when Berk spent a whole season trying to make up for what he did is really infuriating ! Also, did we really need to watch all those Nebahat-Akif scenes? Akif cheating on Suzan with his ex wife was not really “family friendly” content.

It looks like they shared pictures from ep 64 this week as pics from ep 63. The picture of Aybike talking on the phone and Sengul and Aybike where pics from ep 64.

[scarlet-fantasies]

Hi, 🍼them as dads please! Love your red aesthetic do plan to keep it like that Scarlet? Also read your about, you're really funny.

Hi sweetie,

Yes I’m so glad you asked this!!😭🤧 and I plan to just keep it. I like it too much honestly. And my about? I’m surprised you’d read it but thanks.

-Scarlet

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::Eren::

Okay so if we’re not talking about a modern au, even tho he wouldn’t plan on it I think he’d protect his child. No matter the cost.

Primarily because he lost his parents and he’d hate to have something happen to them and I don’t think he’d be able to live with it.

Especially see him having a baby girl.

He’d literally protect her at all costs cause it’s all that matters to him.

So he loves his kid no questions asked.

But he does hate the fact that he doesn’t spend that much time with her.

He also hates how he isn’t going to watch her grow up bc he’ll die in a few yrs.

He once cried about it while holding her.

I think his daughter would be the one thing that makes him sane again.

When he first held her he felt so attached.

I see her having his eyes.

He’s attached to her as much as he hates to admit it.

He’d kiss the babies forehead a lot and hold its hand cherishing moments like this with his little girl.

I see he likes talking to her too.

“See, these are daddy’s hands.”He’d smile holding her little hand.

Overall he truly loves his daughter and would fight to protect her.

Now in a modern au I see that he’s married at this point with his s/o and I see him having at least three or more kids for sure.

I think he actually likes kids.

Like he loves how interested they are in learning about the world and how sweet they can be.

He really wants a mini you or Eren around the house cause it’d make his day.

He’d be thinking about having a baby with you for a while and to be honest he likes the idea of seeing you pregnant.

Seriously idk y but he thinks you look cute being pregnant with his kid and just looking hopeless.

Apart from this I don’t think he cares about the gender or how many he just wants a few with you.

“At least two baby?”

“Eren, last week you said five, how many do you actually want?” You’d giggle seeing how he was still unsure.

“Sorry, I just don’t want to pressure you.”

“You’re not pressuring me, that’s one of the reasons we’re married silly.” You’d laugh hugging him only to kiss his cheek.

“And I’d love to have your children.” You’d smile giving him yet another kiss on the cheek only for him to kiss you full on the lips.

So through time Eren’s wish came true.

He was excited and he just loves having a baby

He showers them with kisses all the time and he loves playing with them.

Eren enjoys playing peek-a-boo with them bc he loves to make them giggle.

He’s good at putting the baby to sleep, like too well.

tho he has trouble feeding them.

He runs after it but always runs slow saying he’s going to catch them.

Once the kid is older it waits for him to come home from work and it gets sad and a pouty lip knowing he’s gone.

I see his baby being the kind that cries a lot, even if it’s a boy and for some reason I picture his first kid looking like him.

Eren likes to read his kid bedtime stories to make them fall asleep too.

He always carries his kid and gives them the best hugs.

At store he tries to not buy them everything but he basically ends up doing that, especially if his kid is a girl.

He always makes them where clothes that don’t match so you have to fix it.

Loves to tickle his kids and if you’re  around he’ll encourage his kid to tickle you with him.

“Let’s get mom.” He’d smirk.

You hear this knew exactly what this meant.

“Eren. .No, please. Ahh!” You’d scream after he caught you and threw you on the couch making it easier for him and his kid to tickle you.

He trys to teach to them how to read or write before starting school.

I could also see Eren’s kid’s knowing some German since I could see him being Bilingual.

So sometimes the kids say things and you have know idea what is going on.

Eren finds it funny and he just likes how oblivious and lost you are with your kids and need his help.

“Eren, what are they saying?” You’d ask.

He’d walk towards you bring you in his embrace, giving you a kiss, “There saying they ‘I love you mommy.”

“Aww, that’s cute that you taught them that.” You’d say, your eyes growing watery as you said this.

A tear rolling down your cheek, which was probably bc you were getting hormonal due to another baby on the way. Still Eren was worried.

“Oh baby don’t cry.” He’d say hugging you.

Tho one thing you could live without is how the kids listen to their dad to much.

“Mommy?” Your little toddler would pull on your jeans.

“Yes, baby.” You’d smile not paying attention to him and not Eren.

“Daddy says you have a big @$$.” 

“Eren!” You’d turn to look at him now hitting him, not too hard to hurt him tho, besides he always said your hits never hurt.

“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t know he was listening!”

You’d sigh before smiling at your kid, “Baby, please don’t ever say that word again.”

“Okay mommy.”

::Zeke::

Sorry guys I had less ideas than Eren’s I hate that fact.

I could not see him having a baby within the last year of his life.

It would be extremely painful and just freakin sad.

but if he did I feel like he had a daughter, seriously idk y but I see it.

and he left her letters to read and they were about how much he loves her and he basically wrote down all the times they spent together when she was too young to remember. 

I’m sorry but this broke me.

Anyways skipping to modern AU. 

I feel like he most of had either two kids or more or so four kids, two boys and two girls.

He likes kids and knows how to play with them.

Zeke is a pretty chill dad, he doesn’t make anything a big deal.

If you need help with the kids he is always there.

He always carries them around and he gives you heart attacks when he throws his baby up and catches them.

“Zeke, please stop.”

“It’s fine babe, look he likes it.”

“Just be careful.”

He spoils his kid.

Like no joke.

Zeke likes to have them sit on his lap so he can tickle them.

He always encourages them to do what they want.

If he had a girl(s) he’d dance with her.

And even plays dress up with them.

He gives up anything for his kids.

I see that he’s good at feeding his kids since he can probably cook.

He’s good about the baby bottles and just ever has trouble dealing with them.

He’ll get strict if he needs to be but he never does.

Teases his kids.

“Oh do you like him/her?”

“I don’t know.” Your child would reply.

He can help them with math so don’t worry he’s smart.

I think his kids got his math genes so he didn’t have to teach them much.

Zeke likes to take his kids out to do activities.

Like the park, Disneyland, where ever they want to go.

It’s funny to see him play hide and seek with them since he’s so much bigger so he can’t hide that well.

He always lets his kids win tho.

“Daddy we found you!”

“Oh no. You caught me!” He’d exclaim making you laugh.

Zeke is always thinking of his kids and he loves to take pictures of them.

Cause he just really loves his kids.

He is very good with the kids and you’re glad he’s the father of your children.

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© scarlet-fantasies // do not steal, reuse, repost onto other sites. all writing and ideas are original unless stated otherwise. // 2021-Present.

[b0rista]

— 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄, 𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍, & 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐃. ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: language, because i can't form sentences without using "fuck" every other word JDJD.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: i only made this modern because i desperately wanted to include marco to the fullest leave me aloneEffsg. gn! reader, and i went pretty lengthy on this one so beneath the cut is where the headcanons start :)

𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓: bearbrickjia on instagram!

by far, the best friend group to have. everyone balances one another out, and it's a perfectly imperfect mesh of teenagers.

there's jean, the group's centerpiece. he's the alpha of the posse, usually working as their own personal line leader whenever they're caught doing something as a group. he'll never admit it, but he's also the dad friend. of course, he's more of a "i wish i never gave birth to you oh my god please leave me alone also i love you" type than the stereotypical dad friend.

there's marco, the glue holding the group together. unsurprisingly, he's the calm, kindhearted support system that balances out the cokeheads, keeping them all sturdy. without a doubt, the group would fall apart without him. they need him, okay!! and by "them," i mean jean and yourself. marco, never change.

following up, there's connie & sasha, the wonder twins. their roles are pretty self explanatory, given their natural rambunctiousness. they're the two that hang out outside of the group the most, for obvious reasons. they're the crackhead siblings that bring life to the group, despite the hot water they typically land the others in. through their antics and their comic relief, they're irreplaceable. still, it's easy to want to strangle them sometimes.

next, there's you! because you're the reader, i won't name any specifics, but you're greatly cherished. you mark your place in the crew through various ways, having a unique relationship with each and every member. when he's in need of a breather outside of his typical nest (AKA marco), jean hits your line. if you're needing any kind of assistance with literally anything ever, marco's there to help. craving some chaos? bitch, connie & sasha have GOT YOU.

the main hangout spot is jean's house, 100%. not only has his mom practically adopted the whole squad, but there's only two people living there, so it isn't crowded. connie banned literally all four of you from his place, lmao. there was too many people there, and his family lives to humiliate him.

the group has this one policy, set down by yourself and jean: four piece maximum. this is directed solely towards sasha, of course, considering her tendency to raid her friends' fridges entirely of any food. if she's ever caught rummaging through a fridge for longer than necessary, it's the home owner's duty to shout, "four piece minimum!"

^ it never fails to startle her 😭. one time, she hit her head so hard on the fridge ceiling at jean's house she had to use a bag of frozen peas to soothe the swelling.

then, she proceeded to eat the thawed out peas. jean gagged.

the inside jokes? endless. all it takes is one word from a single event, and the five of you are losing your shit. it's cute, to be honest, how overzealous you all get from a single instance from months ago.

"ha. heh. hee."

"what is it?"

"ngGhh,, chEDDAR TIDDIES-"

"AHHHHHAGAGSHHDJF-"

if there are any inside jokes formed between two group members that isn't shared with the rest of them, there will be immediate bitterness. one time, you and sasha were giggling to yourselves over some druggie named jerry who'd tried selling baskets of rotten cherries to the two of you during a gas station haul— the boys were not having it. what the fuck were you doing without them, "friends"?

right before starting your guys' senior year of highschool, the five of you were on a group facetime when you all sent your schedules into group chat. due to the scarceness of your soon-to-be-majors, absolutely none of you had any classes together. you had a single lunch period with connie while marco had one with jean, but that was about it. it was,, a dramatic discovery. sasha fucking screamed.

"i have nothing with nobody!"

"calm down, sash-"

"you have lunch with y/n! LUNCH! that's my place, lunch. this is despicable, this is evil, this is a braus hate crime-"

yeah, she didn't take it that well. it's okay, doe. the four of you made a special effort during your passing periods, giving sasha enough of a fix for her to make it through each and every day.

it isn't like the five of you don't hang out outside of the classroom, either!! if you hadn't already made plans during that week, the weekend is where you absolutely thrive as a group. study sessions that always shift into exclusive house parties, lunches spent at your favorite places, the occasional visit to the movie theater, and so on. with a mini crowd like that, it's hard for any of you to get bored.

jean's hopeless crush on mikasa is a big factor in your friendship. when everyone minus marco (because he's an angel) isn't mercilessly teasing him, you're all trying to actually help the fucker score the girl. from talking him up obnoxiously enough whereas she'll hear, or flat out telling her to give him a chance, it's an actual effort. though, it's unfortunately all to no avail. shawty's too smitten with eren to even consider her options.

^ with that being said, the four of you have to give jean the "there are other fish in the sea" scoop more often than you'd like to admit.

group cuddles. that's that.

because he's the tallest and therfore the longest (probably, depending on your height), everybody has a chosen body part of jean's to latch onto during naps. connie has one leg while you have the other, and sasha keeps her head rested on his shoulder. marco's at the very bottom, entangling his legs in your own. somehow, this is heaven for jean. he'll never admit to it, though. as far as any of you are concerned, he HATES IT.

ranking from #1 as the best and #5 as the worst, these are the rated group therapists: ⇩︎

#1: marco. self explanatory, he's an amazing listener and provides supremely good advice. that, and he'd literally rather die than let any of his friends internalize anything they're dying to let loose.

#2: you. really, you're just a lot better than jean or connie. sasha's okay at it, but she's not the best at rationalizing, leaving you at second best. basically, when marco isn't available, you're where the freak shows go. marco goes to you about things, too.

#3: sasha. again, she's just a loT better than the final two. sasha's a sweetheart! she's empathetic, and nonjudgmental. we love her in this house.

#4: connie. also somewhat of a sweetheart, although not as much as sasha. he'll drop a shit ton of humor into serious conversations, making them just a tad bit more tolerable.

#5: jean. look, he's a great friend! however, he isn't all that empathetic, and he'll have some trouble understanding. still, he would try his hardest to make you or the other three feel better :,)).

in a modern universe, i know damn well connie's a half-assed stoner 30% of the time. he doesn't light up all that often, and he doesn't tell anybody about it, even you guys. mainly because marco will grill him for it DJFK. however, you stumbled upon his mini marijuana stash and he was like ahh, shit. you didn't really care doe, his secret is safe with you. you, however, now have DIRT on him.

matching bracelets that you all made for eachother yEars ago but never wear 🥺🥺.

many, many, many poly relationship jokes. only jokes, though. some people take it too literally, which y'all just laugh at.

there's a miniature rivalry going on between you and another nearby friend group: reiner, bertholdt, annie, ymir, and christa. of course, all of you are friends, it's all fun in games— most of the time, anyway. it's a funny rivalry, and you guys go at it quite a bit.

one of your guys' most intense debates is whether or not marco has freckles on his dick.

he,, refuses to show any of you, or even anSweR you.

"you act like we can't just check whenever we use the urinals, man."

"CONNIE-"

now, marco refuses to go to the bathroom at the same time as any of the boys <\33.

the group band? black eyed peas.

[exomew]

𝐓𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮➼ 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫

"𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮,𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝♡"

「𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥」

It’s me, your dad. Today me and your mommy just found out we're going to be having you ahh i’m so excited and nervous at the same time, I can’t wait to meet you i’ll give you all the love in this world. I also thought to myself “why not write about our pregnancy along the way” but your mama doesn’t know about this so i’ll be our little secret hehe. I can’t wait to have you in my arms, I love you.

-Love, your dad ♡

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Hey baby,

Now you're 2 months old wow I’m so happy!!!! Your mommy is still scared but everything will turn out perfectly fine :). We finally decided that we need to break the news to our parents(aka your grandparents) so let’s see how that goes. You know your mommy’s dad doesn’t really like me so I'm scared I'll get my ass beat ha. I can’t wait to see you baby

-Love,your dad ♡

3

Hi baby,

Well my parents were very happy with the news. They even offered to buy everything we need, oh i just remembered we also need to tell auntie Mikasa and uncle Armin i’m sure they’ll be happy about the news. But for your mommy parents your grandpa was kinda mad saying something in the lines of “i won’t help you with anything you two are young and have a lot to live for” but that doesnt matter were 19 we can decide for ourselves ha and your grandma was happy she always wanted to have a grandkid so im glad were able to make that happened for her. I love you little one

-Love,your dad ♡

4

Hi baby,

You’re now 4 months and me and your mother couldn’t be happier. I'm so attached to you already ahhh i’m so excited to have a mini me running around. We’ve already told all our friends they were so happy for us, especially Mikasa. She already offered well, more like demanded for her to be your godmother. I mean we already had her in mind ha. Me and your mom have already decided we need to look for a new place to live in and I really want to ask her to marry me.

-Love, your dad ♡

5

Hey baby girl,

Yes I said baby girl we just found out you're going to be a girl oh my gosh i already have a name in mind and i think your mother will love it. We also found a cute little apartment not too far from everyone else and I think we're going to get it, it’s perfect for us. I hope you can hear me when i talk to you

-Love,your dad♡

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Hey baby,

You’re now 7 months old only 2 months to go and i’ll finally be able to give you lots of hugs and kisses, oh we finally got the apartment i told you about last time were going to paint your room a lavender color (your mom's choice of course) and i finally got the ring to propose with oh my i'm so excited, i really love your mom you know but i’ll love you even more shhh don’t tell her that.

-Love,your dad♡

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Hey baby,

I just realized i never told you how me and your mother met, well it was in high school our freshmen year we had math together she would always help me with my work and then one day bom i decided to ask her out and that’s how we started dating and now she's going to be my wife soon and she carrying you too, I couldn’t be more happier with her,i love you both

-Love,your dad♡

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Hey my little one,

You're almost here, already 9 months old. Wow, your old ha I'm just playing, I hope I can give this to you one day and I hope in that future you're happy living the best life you deserve. I love you mi nina

-Love,your dad ♡

9

15 years later

You and Eren were now married with one child,Alina. As of right now you two were getting ready for a date to celebrate your wedding anniversary.

“I’ll be right back i need to give alina something” Eren whispered to your ear as he hugged you from behind “oh okay”. He got a notebook and headed towards the girl’s room. “Hey can i come in” he called out while knocking on the door “yeah come in dad”. “Hey dad”

“Hey baby i have something to give you, it’s something little i did while your mom was pregnant with you and i want you to have it” he handed her the notebook “you could decide if you want to read it or not but i would love if you did” he kissed her forehead as he walked out the room “also me and mom are going out right now so don’t do anything stupid” “yeah yeah whatever i won’t and i'll definitely read this”the girl smiled.

You two walked out the house hand in hand, happy as you two could ever be.

The End

[rosierocks30]

Hidden: Ch. 14

Chapter 14: The Game Changer

(Eren and Connor)

After the duo found outfits to blend in with the locals, they walked around town to hear any information about the commanders. It was becoming hopeless, until when they were having a drink at a bar at night. 

A group of random men were chatting and drinking with joy as they were celebrating something. 

“Tomorrow men. I will be a married man.” The groom raised his mug of ale to give a toast. His friends toasted after him. 

“For your future!” They cheered. One of the men whispered next to the other. “Hey, so what happened to all of the military regiments?” 

“I heard they all got killed in action.” Another man joined in the conversation. 

“Hey isn’t a cousin of yours in the Survey Corps?” The other said. 

“Yeah, but my family believes he and the Commander Hange and the rest probably escaped before getting hunted down. I mean the new king had their faces as bounty. This isn’t the first time the Survey Corps were being hunted.” One of them said. 

“What do you think of the new king? Our graceful queen had chosen him as her husband.” the other continues.

“Pfft, he looks like a fucking pansy cunt. Our good queen would have picked someone better to rule beside her.” The same man scoffed at the thought of the new king. Many people of all three walls were not pleased with the marriage except the noble families who weren't thrown into prison. 

“Shhh not so loud. There’s eyes everywhere.” the groom to be hushed his friend. On the other table, Eren sipped his ale. Connor was about to lose interest in the conversation as it was about to go nowhere. 

“I don’t believe Queen Historia had a choice. Look at the massacre in the capital. At what cost will our beloved queen let blood shed happen? I say that snake caused a de coup. This is injustice!” The same man frowned. 

“I understand your frustration, my friend. I heard from an old woman that the queen gave birth to a prince but poor lad, he didn’t get to live. I saw two or three men with the garrison uniform today morning. I’m surprised they are still alive.” The groom to be said. 

Connor perked up when the groom mentioned the garrison soldiers. “We’ll question him once he’s alone.” He told Eren which the Eldian nodded in agreement. 

As a couple hours passed, they watched the groom get up and leave the bar alone. Now, both assassin and titan shifter made their move to follow the other. The streets were dark and cold. The soon married man felt someone following him. He turned his back to see no one. Huh? Maybe walking home drunk was not a smart idea. Paranoia gets the best of him. 

He was about to turn around to resume walking when he felt two hands grabbed him to drag to the alley and pinned to the wall. “Please please don’t hurt me. Take my money. I got to be there for my girl at our wedding in the morning.” the man whimpered from the fear. 

“Quiet, we just want to ask a few questions and you’ll walk away free.” Eren said. 

“Huh? What kind of questions, sirs?” The groom was wary. 

“Important ones like are you sure those soldiers were the garrison regiment?” Connor begins to question him. 

“Yes, yes they are. They had the rose symbol on their back jackets. T-they were talking to a woman with platinum blonde but short hair. She had glasses.” He gave some details. Eren figured who he just described. Rico Brzenska. The current Commander of the Garrison Regiment. 

“Where did you see them?” Eren asked. 

“I saw them at the meat shop. They walked into the shop then later came out. My boos usually say they go into the shop everyday around 9 in the morning.” Finally, he was let go. His body was shaken from thinking he would not make it home. 

“Go home, but you will not tell anyone about seeing us. I suggest you forget what you saw.” Before the man can say anything. Eren placed his hand on the man’s head to erase his memories including  seeing Rico and her soldiers on that day. Both Eren and Connor left the man alone as they walked into the dark streets. 

“In the morning, we’ll go to that meat shop.” Connor said while Eren nodded. 

The following morning, Eren and Connor were waiting by a flower stand where they could see the meat shop in front. They got here earlier to check if they will see Rico and her garrison soldiers entering the shop across the street. The green eyed man leaned against the cart, but saw a particular flower that reminded him of Eve. He stared at the fresh plucked of lavender and blue winter roses. 

(Flashback)

Eren was walking the busy streets of Trost District with his girlfriend. He smiles seeing her looking around the area. He looked away to see a man hold flowers. 

The flower man caught Eren and smiled. “Ah, you good sir! Care to buy a flower for your pretty lady?” 

The titan shifter stopped to look at so many kinds of flowers. Eve looked at him then at the flowers. Eren nodded at the man and paid to get one. He was about to get the lavender, but Eren got the winter rose instead. 

“Here Eve, for you.” He gave the rose to her which she took and smiled. 

“Winter rose…” She said softly. Carefully, her eyes stared at the blue flower. 

“They are supposed to bloom only in winter or in the icy mountains. My dad used to get them for my mom everyday. When he laid his eyes on her, he would give one. He had stopped when he passed away. Mom had always loved them, so she grew them in a mini greenhouse back home as a memorial for my dad and the love they shared with each other.” She inhaled the scent as it remembered her.  

“I didn’t know...but  they are rare here like you.” He blushed as Eren trying to be romantic. The emerald green eyes man noticed her smirk. “What?” 

“Aww baby, you’re blushing; it's cute.” She coos at him which Eren playfully rolled his eyes at her. She chuckled then pecked his lips. “Thank you. I’ll keep this rose forever.” 

“Good because it’s the only one you’ll get.” Eren plays it off cool. Eve punched his arm playfully. “Meanie.” 

The flower man gave another flower to Eve. “Here, miss. This one is on me.” 

Eve smiled happily as she grabbed the lavender flower. “Now this is my favorite. Thank you sir!” 

“No probably young lady. Both of you have a lovely day.” The old man smiled at them. Both Eren and Eve had left to continue walking. 

“That old man likes you too much.” Eren scoffed, which his girlfriend can sense a hint of jealousy. 

“Really Eren? Really? He is just an old man who’s kind and appreciates a beautiful lady like me.” She teasingly grinned. 

“Humph, I’m not jealous if that’s what you’re thinking?” He looked away as trying to hide his obvious expression. 

The titan shifter smirked and wrapped his arms around her from behind. He leaned to her ear and whispered. “But I’ll show you, why you’re mine; babe?” His voice made a husky tone. 

Eve is now the one blushing from his action. “E-eren, people are watching.” 

“Perfect, so they can know you’re my girl.” his tone hasn’t changed. 

“Well, if you want this gorgeous face then you have to catch me first.” Eve said with mischievousness. She began to run from him. Eren chuckled as her playful mood showed. He went after her to play her little game.  

(End Flashback)

Eren looked away as the memories were becoming painful. Connor tapped his shoulder to get his attention. Eren glanced at his ally to follow the other’s finger where he was pointing to. 

They noticed three familiar figures. One of them was Rico Brzenska, Commander of the Garrison. Both Connor and Eren ran across the street to reach the meat shop as the three figures entered. Once they entered the meat shop, no one was here. Connor looked at the over the counter to see some figures below the shop by using his eagle’s vision. 

“There’s a small entrance on the floor that has an underground room or something.” He said. Already Eren goes around the counter to pull the string cord as the lid lifts open. Connor jumped into the hole then Eren followed along. 

It was dark but there was a mumbling sound. They walked to where the sounds were. Right around the corner, a huge open space where several figures discuss things. Both Connor and Eren found the missing Commanders of the Garrison and Military Police, Rico Brzenska and Nile Dok. 

(Levi) 

London, England

March 16, 1535

What the fuck? Where am I? Why is it dark again? Levi was questioning to himself. A brightness appeared to see tiny hands and a loud wailing coming from him. Is he a baby? 

“Your Majesty. It’s a boy. Congratulations, England finally has a prince!” the midwife said. 

The mother cried with joy from seeing the baby crying loudly. Once the midwife and the helpers cleaned and wrapped around the baby with a blanket, the baby was placed on his mother’s arms. The infant opens to show his blue-grey eyes to his mother. His mother smiled with warmth and pride. She did it. Her king has a male heir. 

“Anne, he looks like you, but he has Henry's handsome face structure.” A woman next to the queen cooed at her nephew.

The doors opened suddenly as the notorious King Henry VIII barged in. “Is it true? Did you give birth to a son?” He stand next to his queen to see a baby boy in her arms. 

“Yes, my love. I’ve given you the son that I promised you.” Anne smiled as she presented the child to her husband. Henry carefully held the baby to admire it. 

“My son, how I long waited for you. You shall be….sweetheart, what name do you have in mind? Since you have kept your promise, I will allow you to pick a name.” He said. 

Anne contemplated for a bit until she found a perfect name. “Arthur, after your beloved deceased older brother and the legendary warrior king Arthur.” 

Henry nodded. “Arthur it is.” 

April 2,1556

Little Arthur was playing his toys on a cool spring. He had a curious mind by observing the bocks. Suddenly, a ruckus noise was heard which made him whimper frighteningly. Now the one year old glanced at a figure wearing in black. The figure picked him up then quickly took him away. Prince Arthur cried hoping one of his nannies would come save him. It was too late. The news of the kidnapping of the crowned prince had reached the king and queen. This led to the downfall of the Boleyns.  

Eldia Empire

January 15, 1557

Ever since the kidnapping, Arthur had been transporting different locations from horses to  boats. He saw many landmarks until his kidnappers reached a port in an unknown world. The men who took him away from his home, got off to walk into a busy area where merchants, slave traders, and farmers came to sell their goods. 

The blue-grey eyed infant was in his cage crying while being carried on the top hard surface. Already a seller began the auction. A man and woman frown looking at the poor child. 

“Husband, how could they put a baby into the slave market?” The woman said to her spouse. The husband glanced at his wife. 

“It’s just a cruel world, my dear.” He sighed. The disgust he saw the slave traders promoting. 

“How much do you have with you? I want to save him.” The blonde haired woman felt eager to rescue the infant. 

At first, the husband was reluctant since they were here buying materials for their farm on the outskirts of this busy village. He took out his pouch of coins. His wife couldn’t stop staring at the poor little thing. He knew she had a strong desire to be a mother, but both couples had struggled to have children. Maybe buying this baby to raise as their own will help satisfy his wife’s desire to have kids. On the other hand, he doesn’t mind not to have kids, but he loves her and that in some way he’ll make it happen. 

“Enough to make you a mother.” He said that she felt tears forming in her eyes. Maybe for once the gods had answered her prayers and led them here on this day. The little boy in the cage was gorgeous and crave for love and safety from a mother and father. The woman wondered if his real mother grieved the loss of her baby somewhere in this big world. 

“Oh my love, thank you. Thank you.” She hugged him with gratitude. 

The man hugged back his wife then went towards the slave traders and asked to buy the crying infant. 

“Sir, my wife and I want to buy the baby. How much?” He said to a random slave trader. 

“Hm, usually I would sell 5 gold, but the brat is scaring the customers away. For you, I’ll lower to 3 gold?” The slave trader said with a grin. 

“How about 10 silvers and 1 gold?” The husband began to negotiate. 

“2 golds and 5 silvers. That’s my final price.” The other man said. 

The husband sighed then took a glimpse at his wife. “I’m sorry but that’s all I have.” 

“Then I can’t sell the brat to you.” Just as the husband was about to turn to give his wife the bad news, the baby started to wail which the customers started to leave. The other slave traders tried to convince them to stay. Another man marched to the two men. 

“You sir, you want the crying kid? Take him please. He won’t shut up. You can give us whether you have.” the slave trader who was negotiating the husband scoffed. “We can just sell the brat almost free?!” 

The other slave trader glared at the other. “Do you want to be the one explaining to our boss why we weren’t making our usual amount of money because you didn’t want to get rid of this brat who’s scaring our customers away?” 

The other grumbled annoyingly. “Fine! Sir, just give me the money you have and you can take that little runt with you. Good luck in shutting him up.” The husband smiled and gave the money to the slave trader. Then he went to open the cage to grab the crying baby. As the little boy cried, he realized a different man held him but gently. 

“Shhh it’s ok. You’re safe now. Come, you will meet your new mother.” The husband gently cradles the baby while walking towards his wife. When the wife saw her husband with the baby, she felt overjoyed and went to them. 

“My darling, oh he looks so precious.” She gently caressed his little chubby cheek then wiping his tears. 

“Come my sweet child. You have nothing to fear. We will be your family. You’ll grow up with love and happiness.” When the baby listened to the soft voice of the woman, he slowly stopped crying. 

It didn’t take long for the infant to finally go to her. She smiled as the child became comfortable towards her. 

He holds on to the woman with his dear life. The baby was scared they would change their minds and leave him here alone and cold. He missed his nannies and governess who showered him with love and praise, but the most important being showered with love by his mother and father and sisters. 

“Let’s use my shawl to warm you up.” The woman gestured to her husband to take off her shawl to wrap the baby so he could be warm. Once the baby was wrapped with the shawl, the little one yawned and nuzzled on her chest as he drifted to sleep. 

“What name should we give him?” The husband whispers while walking beside his wife to go back home. 

The wife looked at the baby with surprise. This is truly a blessing from the gods. Maybe this is the reason why she was barren for many years because this little boy will need a loving mother and father to give the best unconditional love he deserves.  

“Arne Ackerman.” She said. The Ackerman couples continue walking on the dirt road to go back to their farmland. 

The lights started to get bright again. Levi opened his eyes to see the same shit face with excitement. 

“This is a historical ground breaking!” Dr. Andersen started writing down on his notepad. 

“What do you mean?” Levi grumbled annoyingly. His ancestor was born a prince so what. He doesn’t care at all. 

“Of course you don’t understand. You grew up here without the knowledge of learning history. I will happily explain it to you. You see Levi. In history books, Anne Boleyn and King Henry VIII only had a daughter, the Queen Elizabeth I of England. They say Anne had many miscarriages but it looks like she managed to give a prince to the king, but I guess after the kidnapping of Prince Arthur, things went south between them that led the king to behead her.” He then grabbed a tablet to show a general biography of both historical icons. Levi barely can understand English but learns enough to read what the tablet said. 

Levi frowned at what he read. This fat ass king was a shitty father and husband to not just with Anne but most of all his wives and his two daughters. The image of Anne Boleyn shows some resemblances to his mother. The eyes are what bring him back to those days as a little boy in the brothel. He had been cradled and loved by his mother, Kuchel. He can see from the memories of his ancestor embracing the love his mother gave when she visited him. Her eyes are the same exacted shade.  

He wanted to give his own son the love he deserved. Already the women in his bloodline had dealt shitty things and paid the price. He needs to get his own wife out of here. Hw doesn’t want history to repeat itself. For now he’ll “cooperate” to know more of Arne Ackerman that changed their bloodline destiny. What surprised him was that his ancestor was not Eldian that started the Ackerman clan. 

“Put me back in. I want to know more of this brat. Tch.” He said. The scientist nodded eagerly and resumed the machine to continue. Slowly, Levi goes back into reliving Arthur Tudor/Arne Ackerman’s life. 

(Sasha and Atticus)

The strange flying object finally landed on the ground. The brown haired soldier was holding the baby. Luckily, Atticus was a quiet one. He rarely cries unless he’s hungry, tired or pooped/peeped his diaper. As Sasha got off the plane, she looked around with wide eyes to see tall building structures that reached so high to the sky. She heard loud noises which Sasha preferred the sounds of the mountains than the cities. 

It still amazed her that this place looked so advanced that not even Marley cities couldn’t impress her anymore. It’s a good thing Sasha was good with babies. Back at her village in the mountains, she helped babysit small kids and babies when the mothers needed to go to a nearby town to get more supplies. 

“Miss Blouse, welcome to New York City. I’m your coordinator for your stay. My name is Melissa Hawthrone” A woman with blonde hair but with pink colored on the tips of her hair. Her personality was bubbly. 

“Oh you can call me just Sasha.” Her thick Eldian accent was showing as she spoke in English. Yes, those months of training all her squad members were educated in a few languages like English, Spanish, Arabic and Italian. Those days were hell since she wasn’t strong in academics, but when she learned a new language; she was grasping better than few of her friends did. 

“Alright, Sasha it is.” Melissa nodded. 

They walked to enter the airport building. Sasha became jumpy when the doors slid open automatically. “Woah! The door opens like magic.” She forgot that Atticus was a bit sensitive since he’s not used to the outside world. He began to whimper. “Oh sorry Princey, don’t cry. We’ll go somewhere quiet.” 

Just as they reached where the food court, Sasha stopped and sniffed the delicious aroma of food. Then her stomach growled. “Can we stop by to get meat? I’m so hungry.” She drooled from thinking of food like meat. Melissa nodded and led her to the food court. To Sasha this is heaven. There are so many options but these kinds of food are foreign to the food she usually eats.  

“What would you like to eat?” Melissa said. 

“Oh wow, is it possible to try it all?” She grinned as Melissa didn’t know what to say. 

Sometime later after trying all the chain restaurants in the airport, Melissa was driving to the new home where Sasha and baby Atticus will reside temporarily.  Alright the infant prince was wide awake which Sasha played peek-a-boo to entertain him. The car was filled with his giggles. 

“Is your stomach a video or something? I never met someone who can devour cheeseburgers like you.” Melissa said while driving. 

Sasha chuckled awkwardly. “I appreciate food too much. I got in trouble a lot back in my cadet years. Heck, even when I joined the Survey Corps.” 

Atticus stares at Sasha then begins to make a concentrated face. Next thing you know, the car started to stink. 

“Oh god! What did you feed him?” Melissa’s nose wrinkle from the awful scent from the baby. Sasha carefully lifted him up to sniff his bottom and made a disgusted face. “Seriously, this little guy can make titans smell like floras.” 

“How far are we to the house? He’s gonna need a bath when we get there.” Sasha is still wrinkling her nose from the smell.

“We’re already here.” The other woman parked by the curb of the street. Beside them, there’s a row of similar style buildings. Melissa turned off the car then unlocked the doors so Sasha can open the passenger’s door. Sasha held on to baby Atticus to get out of the car then closed it. 

“They all look the same.” Sasha said as she glanced at the row of buildings. They all have reddish-brown colored. There’s stairs that lead to the front door. 

Once Melissa got out and locked the doors of the car, she walked to the building with a golden number 333 on the blue-green door. The pixie haired woman took out the keys to unlock the door and opened them so they could enter the building. When Sasha entered the place, the interior looked very cozy. The walls were painted with cream yellow. The floor had wooden tiles with shine. On top the floor, a black and light grey pattern pathway rug contrasts the hallway. On the left side, an open wide space where the living room was located. The sunlight shined to make the room bright and aesthetic.

“This place is sooo pretty! Are you sure it’s ok for us to stay here? I’m worried I’ll break some of the place or the baby when he begins to crawl. It just looks so fancy.” She said while looking around the living room. 

“You’ll be fine, Sasha. This room is the living room and I can show you Atticus’ room so we can get rid of that awful smell.” Melissa led Sasha to the baby room. 

When they reached Atticus' room, the interior design looked like a jungle theme with silver colored walls. The crib was placed next to a wall. The animal stickers were attached to most of the walls except where the crib was placed. Instead animals on that wall, a big tree that reminds Sasha of the Path. 

“It’s so pretty. Oh if only Historia was here to see this room for her son…” Sasha frowned from thinking of her friend. She hopes her friend is alright, but knowing what she heard of her, it was hell what Historia is going through. 

“I assume that’s Atticus’ mother? What had happened to her? Did she die?” Melissa said.  

“No, she’s still alive. She’s in a situation where political schemes are lethal. She had her own son to be sent away to protect him because a certain nobleman wanted to kill his father’s bloodline for good.” The Eldian soldier explained to the New Yorker woman. 

“Will didn’t explain much about what had been happening over there. I’m sorry what your friend is going through. I hope our allies rescue her before it’s too late. This cutie deserves to have a mother. So what happened to the father?” Melissa already holds the baby to place him on the changing table.  

“Captain Levi had to stay there since he is our trump card. We called him Humanity’s Strongest. He low key hates that title. Sometimes, he mumbles at us when we say it.” Sasha chuckled at remembering those good old days when their squad were relaxing at the Mess hall eating and talking in the Headquarters of Mitras. 

Melissa helped out changing Atticus’ diaper. Sasha throws away the stinking diaper into the dispenser. “Levi Ackerman? I heard a little bit of the Mentor’s grandson. Is he really that short?” She said. 

Sasha nodded to respond to her question. “Yeah, but don’t mention or say anything about his height unless you want a good beating or make you clean every inch of a building everyday. He’s just plainly scary.” 

“I’ll keep in mind not to pissed him off. You know what they say about short people? They are hella scary when they're pissed especially if they are sweet and kind.” Melissa said. “Anyways, let’s get this cutie a nice warm bath.” 

“Yeah, I don’t think he got a bath when we left from Paradis.” Sasha said. Both women went to the bathroom to take Atticus a warm bath. 

(Nathaniel) 

What a disaster the evening was? Luckily, he and the templars had caught Historia and Levi from escaping. Damn that street rat Ackerman! It would be easier to just execute him. What so special about him and the Ackermans bloodline? All they are the true devils that obey and serve to royals like him. That’s all they were meant to do. Since their purpose had been unless; it’s best to eradicate them from their existence. 

Nathaniel walked to go to his chamber. When he opened the doors, Gilbert was waiting for him on the bed in a very seducing position. His lover was laying naked. The silky bed sheet only wrapped around his waist and some of his legs, but everything else was exposed for the king to see. The king sighed. He would love to give his precious lover the attention he deserves. With dealing of almost losing his wife and capturing the peasant, Nathaniel didn’t have the energy to give his all to Gilly. 

“My darling, I’m sorry but I’m not in the mood. A lot happened in one day. I’m too tired.” The King sat on his bed beside his lover. 

“But you had time for that whore, right?” Gilbert frowned as he sat up. 

“It’s not like that...you know that.” Nathaniel tried to explain. 

“Then please don’t neglect me, my love. I missed you. I haven’t spent time with you since you married her. It kills me seeing you with her. I feel like you’re changing your heart slowly and don’t deny it. I noticed the way your eyes stared whenever she roamed around the castle.” Gilbert said with anger. 

“Don’t be ridiculous, Gilbert. She’s just a mare to be bred so my bloodline can remain on the throne. I love you. Nothing will change us. I’m too exhausted. Can we talk about this later?” Nathaniel was not having it right now. He understands that Gilly was jealous and feeling insecure about their relationship, but he doesn’t need to worry about it. Right? What is there to fall for that bastard? Beside her golden hair flows like a silky river of gold as the sunlight shined on her. The way her pink lips becomes a smile when she’s happy. Her blue eyes spark with life. The crazy thing was all that happened whenever she looked at Levi Ackerman. Their relationship had been a secret right under everybody’s noses. Probably, they were together before she became queen. Just like her mother, she took into a similar path. 

“Maybe for now, but I warn you. The more you get closer to her, the more you’ll walk on dangerous waters especially Levi Ackerman is still in her heart.” Gilbert gets up as he begins to put on his clothes. “Just remember, she will always love him but not you.” Before Nathaniel could say anything, Gilbert stormed out of the room.  

Love is beginning to get complicated. Nathaniel had always dreamt to be a king. Long ago he was supposed to marry Historia’s older sister, the late Queen Freida Reiss. Now that woman was a true royal. Her pedigree matches with his. Both their parents made the betrothal agreement. When Wall Maria had fallen by Titans, everything that Nathaniel had dreamt of in the fairytale had died. Zeke Jaeger's father Grisha had killed his fiancée and her entire family expected that fat coward father of hers and the hidden bastard child, Historia. He had wished it was Historia who was killed and  not Freida. Freida was perfect. She was kind and caring. She was so ladylike. It’s a shame that she had to hide her position as queen that time. 

Yes, Frieda was his first love. Nathaniel may be into men, but he had made an exception because to him Frieda was a goddess that hasn’t had the chance to shine publicly. He remembered his last conversation with her before she died. 

(Flashback) 

It was night. Nathaniel was looking for Frieda in the palace until he spotted her in the private garden that only the royal family are allowed unless they invited guests.

“There you are. I was looking for you everywhere Freida.” Nathaniel smiled as he walked towards her. The raven haired woman turned around to see her fiancé. She gave a warm smile at him. His heart made a jump whenever she gave a smile at him. He sits beside her. 

“Everyone was looking for you. Are you alright?” He said in a concerning tone. 

“Hm not really. I’m just admiring the stars one last time before something that will change our history even though there will be deaths.” She mumbled. 

“Huh? What are you talking about? I’m sure there’s nothing to be worry about. Beside, our wedding will be tomorrow. We’re finally going to be together as husband and wife.” He tried to cheer her up. 

“I wish it was that simple, but being the holder of the Founding Titan; you just learned secrets that nobody here knows about. These secrets are my burden now. Is this what my uncle had to get used to it when he inherited the Founding Titan? Would you still love me if I wasn’t a royal?” Frieda glanced up to Nathaniel. This got his attention from what she said. 

“Frieda, my love. I love you for who you are. I don’t care anymore if you're royal or not. If you want to live in peace, say the word and by tomorrow after our wedding; we’ll live in the countryside of my family’s estates where no politics or royal duties determine how we should live.” He meant it. He’ll do anything for her. 

Frieda smiled and placed her hand on his cheek to caressed. “You’re one of the kind, Nathaniel. Please don’t ever change. I love you so much.” 

Nathaniel embraced her affection and smiled back. “I love you so much too.” 

“Can you make a promise to me?” Frieda said. Nathaniel nodded. Yes, he will keep whatever the promise was. 

“I have a little half sister. Her name is Historia. She’s the natural child of my father, but she’s such a cutie. Promise me you will look after her. No matter what, can I trust you to have her under your protection? She’s my light. I won’t forgive myself if anything happens to her.” Her eyes looked pleading. 

The young lord was shocked from finding out his fiancée has a half sister, a bastard. Yet Frieda doesn’t care. She loves her little sister no matter what. Usually, Nathaniel would scoff at anything related to bastards. After all, his father had sired a few of his own which broke his mother’s heart. The infidelity his father had committed. His father brought his bastard children to be raised along with him. This had made his mother throw a fit. His father didn’t tolerate her behavior and punished her. As a boy, he was scared for his mother whenever he watched her being punished by the late Lord Evans. 

He had begun to hate his father and especially his half siblings. His poor sweet mother died when she got an infection from the slashes she got on her back from being misbehaving. Of course, Nathaniel blamed his father and those bastards for his mother’s death. 

Once he got a bit older, Nathaniel did the unthinkable by making his father die in an “accident”.  As his heir, he became the new lord of the Evans family. His siblings were scared for their lives when he became lord. Only one actually did escape when he killed his siblings. Nathaniel didn’t feel remorse. In his view, they are low beings that destroyed his happy family. When he met Frieda, he felt like a monster because a sweet lovable Frieda doesn’t deserve a man like him. She was his light to his sins. 

“I will promise you that your half sister will be under my protection, my love. Historia will be safe. You and I will raise her if that’s what you wish.” He said. 

Frieda felt tears falling from her eyes. She hugged the man she loves. “I know you don’t like people like my sister, but it’s not her fault for her existence nor your half siblings…” 

He knows where this is going. When they were a few months into courting, he told her his dark secrets. At first, she was horrified. Later, she rant of what he did was inexcusable. How his half siblings shouldn’t be punished for his father’s sins. His mother, if she was alive, would not agree what he did to his siblings and his father. In the end, Frieda slowly begins to warm up to him again. 

He sighed. “I’m only doing this because it sounds like she's very important to you and you’re important to me so in a way she’s important to me now. You have nothing to worry about. Everything will turn out fine as we planned.” 

She nodded and gave him a tender kiss. The following day, he heard his Frieda died and his heart grew darker. 

(End Flashback) 

The thought of missing Freida still pains him. He may love Gilbert but Frieda will always have his heart. In a twisted way, he did keep his promise to Frieda. Historia is under  his protection. When he met Historia, something in him hasn’t shown in years since being with Frieda. The girl reminded him of Frieda. Like her, she’s caring and sweet. She is kinda ladylike but with a spunk. Historia is very passionate and fair. His now wife can be a bit aggressive when she gets pushed to her limit. He can see how compatible she is with the criminal Levi. They both don’t take shit from others. 

In a way, he does feel something for his wife. Gilly is right….he is changing. That’s what angers him the most. A girl who reminded of his first love is capable of taming his cruel heart. Just like her older sister once did. The Reiss girls do have a way taming monsters. It is in their blood. He had been trying not to acknowledge. When his first night with Historia happened, a part of him died for committing an awful act. He can accept him as a cold blooded murderer but a rapist? All he had heard after the act was her voice screaming at him.

You promise. You promise that you will protect her. Why my love? Why? 

She’s my light. You’re tainting my light…

Tears fell from his eyes. Her voice had haunted him since then. He couldn’t fall asleep from seeing Frieda in his dream accusing him. Fuck, he really is a monster. 

Maybe he should go check on Historia? Slowly, he gets up to wipe his tears then goes to open his door to leave his chamber to go to his wife’s. 

(Gilbert)

Gilly knocked on the doors. He waited for Alexander to answer. 

“Come in.” The Italian man granted permission to whoever entered his room. 

“Grandmaster Di Lorenzo, I’m sorry for disturbing you. I just need someone to listen.” He said shyly. 

“Ah, sweet Gilbert. No, you’re not disturbing me at all. Please make yourself comfortable.” The templar guided the other man to the couch. He poured two glasses of wine then handed one to Gilbert. 

“Tell me what does it seem to bother you?” He said while sipping his wine. 

“I think Nathaniel is falling for that whore- I mean the queen. I don’t understand what makes her so irresistible? The king is into men, the only reason he married her because she has royal blood and will give heirs.” Gilbert mumbled but his tone gave off a venomous feeling. 

“Mio caro angelo, don’t let jealousy ruin your beauty face. If he is falling for her then he’s a foolish king to let that happen. He should be lucky that a man like you still loves him. If I was in your situation, I would have left him.” Alexander sat next to him a bit too close. 

“I can’t leave him...even if I did; I can’t. I’m his servant in the end.” He looked down as disliking his birth status. 

“You don’t need to be anyone's servant. You have so much potential in you. All you need is to have someone from not holding you back.” The foreign man let his silky words enchant the younger man. 

“What are you saying? Nathaniel does bring out my potential. We have been through so much together.” Gilbert was getting defensive.  

“If he does, he would have long ago or as now released you from your servitude status and ranked you a bit closer to him. A person who claimed they loved would not hesitate to do so. So what’s your excuse to not find what you truly deserved?” Alexander pointed out. 

Gilbert was contemplating what his new friend had said. Yes, his king would have freed him to be more like a true lover not a slave to pleasure and love because they have too. Instead, he still hasn't made his first promise to Gilly. Maybe he needs to consider what makes him happy. What does he truly desire?

“I- I get I have been too comfortable with him that nothing would come between my position as his interest. I adore the affection and being worshipped by a deity. I always had the craving to be someone important...someone with influential power.” Gilbert felt the epiphany of the desire to be important. 

“You can have all of it if you join me, mio caro.” Alexander holds Gilbert’s hand to have his complete attention. 

“But aren’t I already part of your group?” Gilbert said. The grandmaster templar chuckled the way the younger man naively sounded. 

“Not as part of my inner circle yet. I can give you what you desire. Power, importance, and freedom.” He whispered to Gilbert’s ear. 

Gilbert couldn’t help it but blushed from how close the other man is towards him. He could imagine being part of something big and important. 

“If I accept your offer, what do you want in return?” He said cautiously. 

“You.” The man said in a huskily tone. 

Gilbert knew what he really wanted. Before being in a relationship with Nathaniel, he had so many offers from other men to be their nightly companion. The young man was worried that if he did accept it, he would break his current lover’s heart. What the little voice in his head whispered was: It won’t matter if you do break it. Nathaniel will never keep his promise as long that slut is still alive. Take it. All your dreams are right in front of you. 

That’s true. What’s the difference? In both, he still will be pleasuring one of them, but the differences: one of them will make him feel important and powerful. The other, still a shadow...being hidden. Gilbert is tired of the constant heartache of not being open to be showered by someone. He tried to see Nathaniel’s point of view. He did, but at the wedding feast, he just wants to yell and cry.  

“Will I be the only person to you and not have other lovers or a wife just to have a family?” Gilbert uses this as an ultimatum. He doesn’t want to make a decision that in the other promise had not kept. 

“Oh mio caro, you don’t ever need to worry about anyone else but you. I have no desire to have children. I prefer a life long partner instead. So will you accept my offer?” Alexander said. 

Gilbert placed his glass of wine on a table stand. He took a shallow deep breath as he made his decision. He made way to unbutton his shirt and let it slide off from him. Of course, Alexander smirked as the other had accepted his offer. Gilbert had already stripped down exposing all of him. He goes to straddle on the grandmaster’s lap which Alexander gladly accepted by wrapping his arms around the other’s waist. 

“I accept your offer.” Gilbert said in a soft tone. 

“I’m pleased to hear that you did. Just imagine, once the war is over; we’ll have half of the world in our palms. Soon the rest of the world. Everyone will bow to us as their rulers. You have jewels, riches, and power. Mio caro angelo.” Alexander whispered with sweet words that drove Gilly into a bliss of ecstasy. 

“Mmmm y-yes I want all of that and you.” Gilbert panting harder as he felt the other’s lips brushing on his skin like a tease. He gasped when his nipples were being pinched and played with. 

“What a gorgeous sound you make, mio angelo.” Alexander chuckled. He begins to leave kisses on the other’s neck. Now Gilbert began to buck down his hips to press on the older man’s cock then started to grind on him. 

“And you’re teasing me..” He whimpered. Gilbert moaned softly from the new sensation he was receiving. 

“Don’t you mean you are the tease?” Alexander groaned then he pinned Gilbert on the couch. He began to undo his pants to pull down enough for his cock to be free. Once Gilbert felt the other’s cock pressed on his entrance. 

Alexander watched how Gilbert squirmed underneath him. “Please I want you inside me.” Gilly begged. The grandmaster grinned then slowly entered into him. He began to thrust slow and steady to put the other over the edge.  Gilbert let the guilt and shame be buried deep as he wanted to once make a decision for himself even if there's a chance he’s going to hurt the person he cared for. 

(Historia) 

Historia for the rest of the night, she screamed and cried on the other side of the guarded doors. The queen was scared for Levi’s life. She can’t lose him. SHe needed him. Their son needed his father. Of course, no one listened to her, especially when she almost escaped  earlier or was it yesterday? Historia doesn’t know. Her curtains were covering the windows for her not to know if its alright this morning. 

For once the blonde woman prayed to any deity listening to protect the man she loves and her son. She prayed to have the strength in order to defeat her enemies. All they do take everything that she holds dear to. SHe tried to be strong not just as a queen but as a mother, wife, and friend. Oh Walls, Nathaniel better not come for wanting to perform his duty. The thought of him doing it again made her sick. Most of the time, she hears whispers in her head from her old demons the queen used to bury them when she had met Ymir long ago. 

“Y-ymir….I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry for being unable to keep your promise.” She said while sobbing. 

As she stared at a wall when her sobbing had calmed down, the petite woman heard a familiar voice in her head. 

Stop crying. Krista or show I now call you Historia? Remember what I told you that day. Live for yourself. Don’t be afraid to fight for what you want. I know you are capable of showing your fury to anyone that is across your path.  Underneath that angel face, you’re similar like Captain Hobbit. Fight or Fly, Historia. Fight to survive.

“Y-Ymir? Is that you?” Historia whispered confusedly. 

It’s me. See, did I tell you I would always be with you no matter what. By the way, I forgive for crawling into his pants after I left with those two dumbasses. How would have thought Captain Levi would fall for someone. 

Historia’s eyes widened in shock. Ymir is in her head. She can feel her presence in her. When her old flame mentioned about that day when she lost her virginity to Levi, her face became red with embarrassment and shame at the same time. After all the things Ymir did for her, Historia slept with Levi right after coming back from the betrayal of Reiner and Bertholdt. Maybe she is her mother’s daughter. 

Oh for fuck’s sake stop with your pity bullshit. Where’s that badass girl I fell in love with when you told your dad to fuck off? Now, that’s the real you. The Historia I admired. Levi also fell in love with that girl too. So, don’t hide your true self. Show the world who you really are?

Historia got up then glanced at the reflection of herself. Her hair was messy. Her face had tear stains, but she saw the fire in her blue eyes. Ymir was right. She needed to stop getting pity and crying since it’s not doing nothing for her. 

“What should I do now?” She said with determination. 

Like what the assassin man said. Pretend you will behave like a good girl but not too obvious. He’s not stupid. Play your part if you want to save Levi. This time you're the hero and he’s your damsel in distress. 

Historia let a small smirk. She will play the act. 

A/N: So what do you guys think about Nathaniel’s background? I decided to give him what made him to be like this. Just to be clear, he’s bi but more lean towards men. He was groomed to one day be married with a wife and have kids but with what had happened to Frieda, a part of him died. When he met Gilly, buried all his feelings and painful memories of his first love as Gilly did motivated him to rise to power to be king for not the bright reasons. Now, Gilly. He’s something else. He reminded me of how Historia’s mother would be if Rod Reiss continued the affair after the birth of Historia. 

So, I don’t know much about how their relationship was or ended but let’s be safe in this AU, Lord Rod stopped favoring her when their daughter was born. This is one of the reasons Alma, which I think that’s her name, despises Historia. To her she’s just a mistake that didn’t get her to where she wanted to be, her Lord’s paramour. Also, we finally get to see the birth of the Ackermans and where they came from. Yes, I added very familiar historical icons. Remember this is an AU. So, imagine if Anne Boylen did give birth to a son, but things still didn’t turn out the way she had hoped for and got executed. Don’t worry, you’ll see more of Arne’s life through Levi’s genetic memories. But I’ll let you guys think how you see these characters. I mean that’s the beauty of it!lol 

Thank you guys for the reviews and kudos. I appreciated them. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Have the rest a wonderful week. Until next time, see ya!

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GIVE ME A CHARACTER: Eren, Zeke, Grisha, Connie, Jean AND MARCO. Because your portrayal or Marco is adorable.

I apologize on advanced, you will likely be really angry with Grisha and Zeke's responses so I'll do them first and hope the other three make you a little less mad.

Grisha

How I feel about them: I fucking hate him!!!!! Oh my God I can't stand him, be it worst dad Grisha tm to this pet Gary Stue he has evolved into since the Grisha miny arch. Ugg. Everytime he pops up in the manga I hate him more. Like please Isyana just stop am never going to like him. He is just super unlikable and the way you write him does him no favors with me.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: No one. I don't like him at all.

BROTP: I guess Eren Kruger since he ran with the restorationists.

Unpopular opinion: Of all the characters in AOT he us the least interesting and was the least deserving of so much focus after death and nothing Isyama has done really redeems the character as much as it does rewrite him to magically be a better person.

A wish: That he wasn't in chapter 121 the way he was, that his flaws where not retconned out of existence.

Zeke

How I fell: I used to love him because he could have made a great antihero, anitvillain, or villian but now he just feels so pathetic the way Isyama wrote him like...no thanks. Sorry that won't do it for me.

All the people I ship romantically with him: Pieck & Yelena

BROTP: In Au, Eren.

Unpopular Opinion: Isyama really shouldn't have dropped that entire killing people brought him pleasure thing, made him a lot more interesting than current canon.

A wish: That somehow he gets a decent ending in the manga. Doesn't have to be good, just decent.

Okay, now onto things that won't land me as much in hot water here.

Jean

How I feel about them: Despite how he continously frustrates me, I actually have really grown to love him. His development is among the best in the series. I just wish it didn't have to come at Marco and Eren's expense.

All the people I ship romantically with them: Marco (to obvious lol), Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Connie, and Mina (anyone remember her? The girl that looked somewhat like Mikasa that died in Trost? Yeah her)

BROTP: It's gotta be Thomas, yes the Reiner look alike, they where both from Trost so I think they might have been friends pretraining.

Unpopular Opinion: Just let this boy cry. Scree your ideals of masculinity if anyone ever deserved it, it was him.

A wish: Give him a happy ending.

Connie

How I feel about them: Okay the first anime character I had a crush on, he is one of my faves. I love my little cue-ball. Too bad his character development came at the expense of poor Sasha.

All the people I ship with him romantically: Sasha, Jean, Marco, Reiner, and Eren

BROTP: Bertholdt

Unpopular opinion: He is so much more complex than just the comic relief guy actually watch the show or read the manga with eyes for more than Dadwin, Edgy boy Levi and Dadner.

A wish: Somehow that he at least gets his mom back when this is all said and done.

Marco (Thank you so much for the kind words on my portrayal)

How I fell about them: Love him unconditionally, I will defend him from the fandom that treats him cruel fight me.

All the people I ship him with romantically: Jean, Eren, Armin, Reiner, Bertholdr, Annie, Sasha, Connie, and Mina.

BROTP: This may sound weird but him and Marcel/Belrik would have been such an interesting friendship.

Unpopular opinion: Marco's death in Teost was unnecessary as Mina, Thomas, Nac, and Mylius where all purple prose characters that also died and set the tone as metaphors for being losers and dying before their goals can be accomplished.

A wish: That Isyama kept him around longer.

Okay ending this with one that will probably get me in hot water given the current manga situation and fandom in general.

Eren.

How I feel about the character: I love him entirely, it is why I am so done with this god damned fandom and the "unbiased and mature" meta writers that write about him and the story in general.

All the people I ship with him romantically: Armin, Marco, Jean, Reiner, Bertholdt, Connie, Makoto from Free!, Sousuke from Free!, Thomas (yes the Reiener look alike), I can't even keep track of them all he is so shippable.

BROTP: Levi

Unpopular Opinion: He isn't the big bad or the villian, especially since none of your faves can be a villain and are all magically justified fandom.

A wish: Please just let him know happiness for once for fucks sake.