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kinktober week 1
constance "connie" s. - car sex
connie who is too quick to say goodbye to everyone at the halloween party even if you were only there for an hour because the raven costume you were wearing looked so good on you.
"ou-..put that fuckin' pussy on me baby"
your elbows rested on the parcel shelf with your head hung and buried in your hands while your boyfriend grunted profanities into your ear. strong tattooed hands squeezed and spread your ass apart to help you get it in a little deeper.
"that shit feels so fuckin' good mama..look so pretty ridin that dick"
your boyfriends voice rasped as he let all his thoughts translate right from his cock and out of his mouth, his thick brows furrowed as he watched your puffy pussy slide on and off his thick cock. picked your head up and placed your hands onto his shoulders, rubbing at them.
both of you held a deep lust filled eye contact with one another while you rode him now, going all the way up to his tip and then back down to his pelvis. connie tugged his lip between his teeth like it was going to stop him from moaning out loud anyway.
"you gon make me nut in you sweetheart.."
âhnnghâ
connie whispered something, probably another profanity and something about him cumming as his head fell back.
"gon make daddy give you a fuckin' baby, mama..thatâs what you want? you want a baby for halloween?"
your boyfriend asked you like he was gonna give you a chance to answer, wrapping his arm around your waist and thrusting his hips up into you. your hand was quick to press against the foggy window for more support.
âyes conânieâ
blondieeu xx
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Realising they like you
+ Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Marco, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Levi, Erwin, Hange, Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie, Porco, Pieck, Zeke
Warning; alcohol consumption
Eren; It was while you played in the ocean. You were messing around with Sasha when a piece of seaweed touched your foot. Having never seen seaweed before, you panicked and threw yourself at the nearest person for safety - that person was Eren Jeager. Taken aback by the sudden weight, he fell into the ocean, you along with him. You apologised profusely while helping him out of the water, but he just stood there. You watched him carefully as he moved the hair out his face. You worried that you might have hurt him during the fall, so you asked if he were alright. Again, you were met with silence. You looked back at the others for support, but were cut off by Eren laughing. He let out the most genuine belly-laugh you had ever heard. He was smiling like an idiot, keeling over as he clutched his stomach. Your heart squeezed, as did the others. Eren hadn't laughed, nor smiled, in months. You soon giggled along with him. You even held onto his arm for support. Once he'd calmed down, he looked at you, from your eyes to your lips. He uttered a small "thank you," before pulling you into a deep hug.
Mikasa; It was just a normal day. You had been doing your chores around the garrison and were now eating your fill, along side Connie and Sasha, in the mess hall. The two you were sat with were, once again, arguing over food. They bickered like children, throwing food and hurling insults at one another. You laughed at them, dodging the occasional piece of bread that came flying your way. Mikasa was stood at the door, staring at you in awe. The way the sun fell over your hair and framed you face was like something out of a renaissance paining. She admired your every crevice. From the way your nose curved to the shape of your lips as you smiled. She saw how your uniform draped over your shoulders as they bounced while you laughed. She was stood far away but could still see your eyes as the shone in the light. As far as she could tell, you were glowing. You were radiating serenity - the kind she'd been looking for her whole life. She'd never seen you in this light before, it caught her off guard. The more she watched on the darker her blush got.
Armin; He'd liked you since you were kids but fell head over heals for you when you saved him from a titan. He had been assigned a separate group from you during a mission beyond the walls and you were leading a rescue squad to his distress signal. You found him being cornered into a tree by two small titans. He was waving his swords at them helplessly, begging for them to not eat him. You made quick work of the two titans, cutting them both down in the same motion. He watched you wipe off your blades as you asked if he was alright. He was so thankful you'd saved him, he started babbling on about him repaying you. You shushed him and told him that if he were to make it out alive, that would be payment enough. He knew then he'd marry you.
Marco; When you were injured while on a mission beyond the walls. He'd never felt so strongly for someone before. He sat with you on the ride back into the walls, the whole time he was gawking at your injuries. He held onto your hand tightly while he cried into his sleeve. Jean, who was riding a horse next to the cart the two of you were in, asked why he was so upset, you'd survived hadn't you? Marco just shrugged, unsure how to answer, but the aching in his heart answered for him. He stared at Jean, a broken expression on his face. Jean knew, just from that look, that Marco loved you.
Jean; On a day off you'd gone to the market place. There was a band playing in the square. Some people were drinking and laughing, others were just passing through. There was a group of people dancing to the music. You and Jean watched on in awe. You were mesmerised by the way the women's dresses flowed as they danced and Jean watch as the men moved freely as they sways their partners around. While you watched on, someone pulled you in. You were a little shocked, but took to it straight away and started dancing with the others. Jean eyes gazed over your dancing figure. You were beautiful. Truly beautiful. He was so entranced by you he hadn't notice you nearing him. You stood in front of him and gave him a mischievous smile. He cocked a brow at your expression, but before he could ask you pulled him into the circle. His hand naturally glided to your waist and yours to his shoulder, your bodies held close. The two of you swayed together in rhythm with the music. His chest tightened as he stared at your smile. There was no doubt in his mind, he loved you.
Connie; You'd both been drinking. While it wasn't illegal to drink at your age, but it wasn't smart. You both knew you had training in the morning but you drank anyways. Connie had convinced you, or vice versa, at this point you couldn't remember. Neither of you were light-weights but between you, you'd had gone through nearly a barrel of ale. You didn't feel as drunk as you were but still you ended up throwing up really badly. Maybe it was the fact that this was your first time drinking in months or the fact you and the ale tasted like shit, either way, you were hacking up as much as your body would let you. Connie panicked a little, you were both in no fit state and it was hard too see in the dark, but you were his first priority. He comforted you, moving any hair out of the way as you threw up. After a while, you'd appeared to have finished, or at least calmed down. The two of you slumped down against a tree. You tried to say sorry but the soreness of your throat wouldn't let you. He shushed you, pulling your head against his shoulder. He told you to rest, he explained that he'd take responsibility for the two of you being late in the morning. While you rested, he could hear you softly snoring to yourself, a sting of dribble hanging from your mouth. He thought you were so cute. And even though you were in a vulnerable position, you trusted him to take care of you and that meant the whole world to him.
Sasha; You'd gone hunting with her and finally managed to kill the boar you'd wanted to for weeks. In celebration, you flung your arms around her nuzzling your face into her neck as you squealed with joy. She felt so warm and fuzzy, she hadn't felt that way before. It was new, refreshing even; like a breath of fresh air. She held you there, close to her chest, for a few moments more before she began jumping for joy with you. On the way back to camp, you both gushed over what dish you were going to cook with all the meat you now had.
Levi; You left him a note one day when you were sent on a mission. It read: while I am gone, remember to stay healthy. Asshole. Notes were your thing, but for some reason this one made Levi's heart skip a beat, a rare smile found it way across his cheeks.He replied to the note in his head: as long as you promise to come back to me, dumbass. He wouldn't admit it aloud but he was giddy with excitement waiting for you to return.
Hange; You brought them a Titan back from one of your missions. It was one that they'd had a hard time capturing, an abnormal beyond the walls that Hange desperately wanted to study; they'd already named it Alexander. When they realised you'd risked your life to help their studies and free humanity, they knew you meant more to them than they could fathom.
Erwin; You'd been gone for nearly a month. Your convoy had been spilt up from the main unit and everything had gone horrible wrong. You were outside the walls for 3 and a half weeks before you found your way back. You and one other in your unit had survived, out of the 28 that been split. When he saw your face he nearly fainted. Your whole unit had been presumed dead, the probability of your survival was less than 0.067%. You and your other comrade were malnourished and dehydrated, they had lost an arm in the carnage. You only survived because of the sacrifices made by the other members of your unit, who'd unknowing donated their gas and gear through their deaths. No one could believe it, you both became legends, both being awarded medals for your bravery. It wasn't like Erwin to loose his composer but you seemed like an angel in that moment, as you were brought to the safety of the walls. He stared through you, like you weren't real, his legs moving on their own as he stumbled to you, slumping his arms around you, pulling you in for an embrace he swore he'd never release.
Reiner; You followed him. After he betrayed everyone and left with Bertholdt and Ymir. You followed him on your own volition. He was at a loss for words, he betrayed you, as if he'd murdered your friends and family with his own hands. Still you were soft with him, asking if he was okay, telling him you'd be fine no matter what happened, you'd stay with him. You knew he didn't want to do the things he was forced to do, and you were willing to hear him out. He just listen to you talk, slack-jawed, that someone as kind as you had come into his life to guide him down the right path. He was in awe of you and he knew he'd do whatever it takes to keep you safe in Marley.Â
Bertholdt; You knew his secret and confronted him about it. You told him after everything you still loved him and that if he needed saving you'd be right there to do it. They were the words he'd wanted to hear his whole life and he was so happy they'd come from you. He sought comfort in you from then on and invited you to talk with Reiner about going back with them.Â
Annie;
It was while she was in her crystal, you had visited her any chance you got, explaining the situation to her. You'd known she was the female titan before her reveal, and you confessed that too her crystal. You cried as you explained that you wish you could have stopped her, or at least found a way to help her. You been talking to Reiner about it all, as you figured out their secret to. He'd agreed to take you to Liberio with them, as long as you pledged allegiance to Marley. They were empty words, but you did so anyways, and conjured up a plan to rescue her.
Porco;
He'd known for a while that he liked you but being the stubborn ass he is, he denied and denied his feelings until it was you who confessed to him. He had convinced himself that relations like that were pointless, given his limited lifespan. During your confession, you mentioned that even though he didn't have long to live you were happy with any amount of time with him because your forever could be even better than nothing at all. He was at a loss for words, in disbelief that you'd be willing to go through that for him.
Pieck;
She'd liked you for years, but never really found the time to talk about it with you because she'd been deployed to Paradis. The most casual confession known to man. You were sure she hadn't realised what she'd said. She'd finished reading a book she'd recommended a millennium ago and were talking to her over how the characters had fallen for one another. She simply replied with "yeah, I think he fell for her the same way I fell for you, Y/N". You eyed her cautiously, she wasn't even looking at you, she was just sorting through her papers. A gargled string of flustered sounds made it way out of you mouth in response, unable to form a real sentence. Finally she looked up from her work, smiling at you knowing, she had no doubts that you liked her back so she felt no need to tip-toe around the subject.Â
Zeke;
He knew when you were walking along the docs with him. He was having a smoke, basking in the sunset, it was the calmest he'd felt in months. Looking to you, he saw that you were messing around with a piece of seaweed that had found its way to the waters surface. He saw how you absentmindedly played with it, it brought him peace that you could still find joy in the little things, despite what you had witnessed. Seeing you lit by the setting sun, finding solace in his company was enough to solidify the rising emotions in his heart.
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your first kiss with these aot characters
warnings: smoking, but mostly angst and fluff! word count: 4,6k authorâs note: in all of these scenarios, the reader and the character had been having tension build up over time, so the kiss isnât completely out of nowhere fyi includes: armin, eren, mikasa, levi, hange, erwin, ymir, connie, jean, reiner, bertholdt, annie
âđȘ» â đ . ⊠đ . âș . ⊠đź . âș . ⊠đ . đâđȘ» â
it took armin all he had in him to finally close the distance between the two of you and kiss you. the fact that you were surrounded by your friends wasnât able to stop him this time. heâd longed to kiss you for months now and the time was never right, but the way you kept holding onto his hand now, laughing at his jokes, eyes lidded as you covered your mouth with the palm of your hand to silence your laughter was really getting to him. you were just so cute, so beautiful in his eyes. the moment you set your drink on the window sill beside you, he knew he couldnât waste any more time. his palm touched your cheek softly, eyes eager as he whispered your name, before pressing his lips onto yours, a kiss so sweet, so anticipated for. you felt yourself sigh in the kiss, your muscles relaxing by the warmth of your bodies being pulled closer together like magnets. as you pulled away, you stared into each otherâs eyes with tenderness, a smile spreading on your faces, along with pink patches on your cheeks. you were so drunk on each other, that you almost didnât hear your friend jean whistling at you, the rest of your friends clapping their hands and cheering you on. âfucking finally mate!â jean patted arminâs back in approval, as he put an arm over your shoulders. âheâs been planning this for months, y/n, did you know?â a smirk plastered all over his face. armin simply reached his arm to remove jeanâs from around your shoulders, adding a âno touching jeanâ before locking lips with you again.
âcan you quit being so mean eren? jean did nothing wrong!â you exclaimed as you pulled erenâs phone away from his fingers, immediately deleting the nasty text heâd sent to jean. âiâm typing âsorry, wrong personâ instead⊠why are you like this?â you questioned him, heaving. once the new, proper text was sent, you locked his phone and gave it back to him, giving him a scolding look. âjean should keep to his own business. he knew about our date today, he didnât have to facetime you when he very well knew you were with me. what is he trying to prove?â he scoffed, stuffing the phone back in his pocket, along with his hands, not attempting to go against you again. âjeanâs my friend, eren. i asked him to call me, to check in with me. girls do this all the time, especially on first dates!â eren froze, slightly turning to side to look at you, a look of disappointment on his face, as he regretted what heâd just said to. âwere you scared to meet me today, y/n? is that why you wanted jean to check in?â he asked. âthatâs not it, eren, you know i was looking forward to our date. but itâs better to be safe than sorry, you know? what if i never made it to your place or if youâd fallen asleep and i had to go back home alone and something bad happened?â you trailed off, eren nodding as he understood what you meant. âiâm sorry, y/n, i see how i overreacted. frankly, i think jeanâs been hitting on you for ages, i felt⊠threatened that he had the audacity to call you when he knows iâve invited you overâ he said, pulling your legs back into his lap, tracing his hand up and down your calf. âthreatened? THE eren jaeger felt threatened?â you couldnât keep your laughter as eren fake slapped your calf. âstop it, y/n! you know what i mean and besides⊠i really do like you. i wouldnât simply allow anyone to steal you from me, especially not jean, especially not before iâve even managed to do thisâ you were taken aback when he leaned his body over yours, pulling you closer by your legs and kissing you all of a sudden. you grabbed onto his shoulders for balance as you deepened the kiss, feeling him smile into it. you pulled away only to crash your lips on each other again and again. âyouâre way too bold for someone who claimed to have felt threatened, erenâ âshut up and make out with me, y/nâ.
the moment you removed your headphones to step into the cafeteria, you heard mikasa yelling your name from some place behind you. as you turned around, you saw her racing towards you before almost crashing onto you, had she not placed her hands on your shouldersâ height, separating the two of you. she spoke, breathlessly âiâve been calling for you, y/n! didnât you hear me?â you gave her a guilty smile, pointing to your headphones in your hands. âsorry mikasa, i barely just took them off. what happened, though? are you alright?â âyes, everythingâs alright, i noticed you and didnât want you to walk alone. thought youâd seen me when i waved earlier, but it seems i was mistakenâ she explained and gave a small laughter. âyeah, sorry, iâm terrible when on the street, i only look out for cars! you could be waving a banner at me and i probably wouldnât notice it either!â you joked, making her laugh again. she was so beautiful when she laughed, you thought to yourself. a few seconds passed before either of you spoke again and mikasa was the one to break the silence. âuhm, youâre looking good today. meeting anyone special?â âyou could say that, iâm just meeting historia for our weekly catch upâ mikasaâs face dropped, her mouth forming and almost silent âohâ. âwhat makes historia so special to you, y/n?â you frowned at her question, as if she didnât know how close the both of you had been for years. âuhm, she only is my best friend in the entire world? have known her since primary school? love her to death?â but mikasa wasnât being too chatty all of a sudden and simply responded with another barely audible âohâ. (i swear, this girl) âso youâre not like⊠on a date or something?â you couldnât help but laugh at her naivety. âyou should tell this to ymir, sheâll be so mad someone mistook ME for historiaâs girlfriend instead of her!â you joked in a low voice, âbut please donât tell anyone, mikasa, theyâre not official yetâ. and, again, another âohâ. âso⊠can i be special for you, but like this?â she questioned as he leaned towards you to kiss you on the lips. her soft touch made your heart beat faster and you quickly put your arms around her waist. as you broke the kiss, mikasa smiled at you. âthoughts?â she asked. your mind was racing and you couldnât respond properly. you liked mikasa for so long that now that youâd finally kissed, you were at loss for words. âoh⊠uhmâŠâ was all you mustered up. âcopy catâ said mikasa right before leaning in to kiss you again.
levi never expected to kiss you. like, not ever. your relationship so far had been strictly professional, only turning to friendly quite recently. still, heâd never imagined you thought of him the same way he thought of you. you were sat in his office, hunched over a variety of sheets, post-it notes, pens and two coffee cups thatâd gone cold long ago, neither of you bothering to fill them up, and instead sipping on the cold, bitter beverage. as your hands fumbled with the files, you kept on arguing with each other, trying to reach a conclusion, but your questions still remained, you couldnât solve the mystery of the missing tax payments that man shouldâve been paying. ây/n, youâre really not listening. iâve told you a thousand times, this file is irrelevant to the caseâ âbut HOW can it be irrelevant, ackerman? donât you see how this manâs playing us with the dates? notice this detail here and-â you kept on explaining to levi, but he found himself staring at you, your voice steadily disappearing, your words not reaching his ears or his mind. âackerman⊠are you still here?â you questioned, waving a hand in front of him, bringing him back to reality. âyes, y/n, iâm sorry. this case is really something and iâm too tired to reach a rational conclusion. letâs get some rest and we can revisit this tomorrow, what do you say?â he asked and only now did you notice how red his eyes were. probably as red as yours. âsure, ackerman, weâre wasting our time anywayâ you stated while packing your things. âneed a ride?â he asked, jiggling his car keys in front of you. âiâve mine, but thanks! walk me to the parking lot?â you suggested before leaving the office together, levi locking the door behind you. he walked you all the way to your car and as you moved to sit in the driverâs seat, he put his arm on the door, preventing it from closing. âiâll pick you up myself tomorrow and drive you home after work. you shouldnât be going home on your own at this hourâ âthanks ackerman, but donât feel obliged to, it really is no problemâ you explained as levi was hunching down to reach your level. âit really is, y/nâ he gulped as he pressed his lips onto yours, making you jump slightly, breaking the kiss. âiâm sorry, y/n, i didnât realise that-â an embarrassed expression spreading on his face, his hands awkwardly leaving the door frame. you quickly interrupted him âlevi- i- i panicked, but⊠kiss me again?â. he looked back at you, his lips forming a sheepish smile. âiâm glad you transitioned to leviâ locking his lips with yours again, giving you a goodnight kiss.
âno, if you look at the other person and step on it, it means you like them, if you donât step on it while looking at them, it means youâre not interested. god, y/n, you need to work on your cigarette signals!â hange explained, taking a drag from their cigarette, blowing the smoke your way. âiâm new to this, iâm not supposed to learn it all in a day! plus, i shouldnât be expected to learn anything, hange. isnât it bad enough that i picked up this unhealthy habit from you?â you joked and laughed with hange as you shared a cigarette during your break. spending your breaks together had become tradition for the both of you. the new part was hange asking you to âtake a dragâ once, then again and again, until you actually bought a packet a few weeks later and offered them a cigarette. since then, there was no single break you wouldnât spend together, smoking. it was intimate, in a way, that you only got to do this with hange and theyâd admitted to only sharing their breaks with you, ever since you got accepted to the company. âyou got me there! but you really should learn your smoking lingo soon or one might misunderstand your intentions, y/nâ they said before dropping their cigarette on the ground, stepping on the fallen butt, looking at you. you quickly got the cue and dropped your own cigarette on the ground and stepped on it while maintaining eye contact with them. âfor real, y/n?â they asked surprised, yet scooting closer to you from where they previously rested their back. âfor real, hangeâ you hooked your finger in the loops of their jeans, tugging on them lightly before kissing them. a few moments later, when you broke the kiss, they looked at you mischievously, an almost criminal grin on their face. âand on company premises too, y/n? thatâs kinda hotâ âshut up and get back to work hangeâ. you were giggling at each other on your way in.
âŒïžDONâT LEAVE YOUR CIGARETTE BUTTS ON THE GROUND AND ALSO DONâT SMOKEâŒïž
âis it okay if i come in? i know we usually have our meetings in my office, but this couldnât wait any longerâ erwin asked, peaking his head through your office door, not stepping in quite yet. âcome in! whatâs the rush?â you motioned for him to sit in the empty chair, but he lifted his hand up in refusal, taking a few steps closer to your desk instead. he positioned himself to lean his weight on the side of your desk, forcing you to swivel your chair to the side in order to face him. âweâve been spending more and more time together, y/n, and, in all honesty, iâve been quite enjoying itâ with his arms crossed over his chest, he was a marvel to look at. âi mean⊠i guess so. overtime is overtime, but iâm also very glad to be spending it with you, youâre a great colleagueâ you said as you awkwardly bumped his arm with your fist. âthatâs not what i meanâ he said as he bowed lower to pull your chair closer to his, trapping you. âi mean iâm enjoying the time iâm spending with you, getting to know you better and also that i really like you, y/nâ. you were left speechless, but in a good way. erwin admitting to having this kind of interest in you made you smile and you soon leaned your head closer to kiss him. âyouâre too bold for kissing me in your office, y/nâ erwin said playfully, stepping away from you as you grabbed a stack of papers and attempted to hit him with it for teasing you.
ymir was restless from the moment you met her at your usual hang out spot. you could tell something was off, she seemed so⊠nervous or maybe even impatient. sheâd normally ask you to tell her about your day, but this time she never questioned it. when you decided to share what was new anyway, she kept stealing glances at you, not asking very many questions while you spoke. honestly, you were starting to feel a little uneasy, she almost behaved like a child who broke the tv screen and was trying to come up with a believable excuse as to what had happened. âymir, just stop this and tell me what the hell is wrong?â you demanded, obviously annoyed by her behaviour. âlisten, y/nâŠâ she began to explain, sighing deeply, her eyes focus on the pavement. seconds later, she put her arms on your shoulders, keeping you in place as she spoke again, staring deep into your eyes now. âi really need to tell you something⊠itâs been eating me for so long and i just canât-â and pulled you closer to her with one swift motion, pressing her lips onto yours. when you opened your eyes again, you found hers looking back at you expectantly. âis that all, ymir?â you questioned. âyes⊠thatâs all⊠hope itâs okay?â you smiled at her, seeing how she was still feeling a bit too awkward about this. âi was hoping youâd do this soon actually. and to think youâve had me here this entire time, being all⊠however you were before, and i thought something really bad had happened!â you sighed, relieved, as you took her hand in yours. âyeah, something IS wrongâ she grabbed your other hand and placed it on her chest. âymir, i think this is extremely inappropriateâ you whispered, blushing. âno, no, just feel it! my heart's still beating out of my chest, y/n!â
connie kept begging you and your friend group to go camping for ages, but you regretted supporting his idea. he put himself in charge of finding a good spot, and, lo and behold, no spot was âthe correct spotâ. tired from walking for about two hours straight, you, jean and sasha convince him to settle down and set up your tents. it took ages, but you were finally settled. jean and sasha went to get wood for the fire as you and connie checked if everyoneâs tents were secure and tied a rope from one tree to a second to hang your clothes to dry. âwe make a good team, right, y/n?â he questioned, an earnest smile on his face. âwe really do, connie. we should do this more often! but you need to work on your spot-finding skills!â you joked. as the day faded into night, you found yourselves covered in your sleeping bags, sitting around the fire. sasha was attempting to scare you with some murder mystery stories, but she was unsuccessful, as sheâd mix up all the details. the constant talking of your friends and the warmth of the fire soothed you and soon you found yourself dozing off. you didnât know how much time had passed when you heard connie whispering âshhhh⊠be quiet jean, sheâs almost asleepâ. your eyes remained closed, too sleepy to open. you felt connie moving from where he was next to you, scooting closer to your body, then throwing his arm around you to spoon you. âgoodnight, y/nâ, he whispered in your ear as he softly kissed your temple. your eyes opened wide at the unexpected kiss and you turned your head slightly, only to find connie looking back at you equally surprised. âi thought you were sleeping, y/nâ he admitted shyly. âi was. kind of. goodnight connieâ you pushed your head towards him, kissing him on the mouth. he quickly cupped your face, keeping it steady as he deepened the kiss. âweâll⊠weâll talk about this when we get back home. iâm not risking either of these two idiots making fun of us on the way homeâ he chuckled quietly.
you were pushing your cart through the cereal aisle, when you heard jean calling for you. heâd offered to help you with your grocery shopping and you didnât have it in you to say no. jean was a literal sweetheart for always offering to help you with anything you might need, but he always seemed a bit distant when you were hanging out with your friends. it was a real privilege to have him all to yourself today and he seemed to be enjoying following you around quite a bit. âdid you get the brown sugar you needed for your cake, y/n? cause this oneâs on sale! should we get it?â you giggled at his eagerness to shop your entire list. âput it in the cart jean, canât miss out on the offer you scouted!â he blushed, walking to your cart and setting the bag of sugar inside. âi came here to help, not to be made fun off, y/nâ he teased, taking the cart from your hands and pushing it away, making you follow him. âitâs a joke. i really appreciate you coming along. shopping alone in these huge stores is boringâ you explained, placing one of your hands on the cart, barely grazing his own. âoh so thatâs why you called jean? to crack some jokes?â he chuckled, making more space on the cart handle so you laid both of your hands on it. âdrop it horseface, youâre having more fun than i am. we even got your special treats for laterâ he side-eyed you, a grin decorating his face. âme having fun is only partially true. iâm also doing half of your chore for youâ he said as he elbowed you lightly. âyouâre getting treats in return AND youâre having a blast!â âthat i amâ he said as hunched down a bit to reach your lips and kiss you, forcing you on your toes to get closer to his level. you were utterly dumbfounded at the kiss, a kiss youâd been hoping for a while now, but jean went on with your grocery list. once youâd paid, you made your way out of the store, still very confused about jeanâs unexpected reaction to kissing you. it was almost as if he kissed you with all he had, and then forgot he did it. as you were loading the bags in the back of his car, you cracked the question, unwilling to wait any longer. âwhy are you being so cold right after our first kiss, jean?â he turned towards you in an instant, eyes wide, almost in terror. âafter our what? what are you talking about, y/n?â âjean! you kissed me! in the cereal aisle? like 20 minutes ago?â âI DID?â he almost shouted before realisation reached his face. âbut it came so naturally, y/n, i didnât⊠god i just ruined our first kiss!â (what a bimpo, i love him)
âi canât believe you dragged me to that bar, y/n! it was terrible!â reiner couldnât hold back his laughter, his hand on his stomach as he reminisced your unexpected night at the bar. âyou canât complain, you were having a blast reiner! AND you had the cutest guy hit on you! he was so 2014 harry styles, iâd be drooling if i were you!â you managed to say in between your own fits of laughter. âY/N! that guy made me feel so uncomfortable! he was so pushy! and also, i thought it was obvious i was on a date with you!â he explained, his laughter gradually falling silent. your own laughter was also cut short. staring back at reiner, you noticed the small, soft smile on his face. âwere we really, reiner? cause you never like⊠asked me out properly?â âah, yeah, i didnâtâ he admitted, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. âit was heavily implied, though!â he exclaimed, chuckling. âtoo bad i didnât catch the cue then, it wouldâve been a killer first date!â you smiled back at him, scooting closer. âreckon? cause that guy was kinda stealing me from youâ you both laughed again, the silence that fell between you feeling comfortable. âi can handle it. but, iâd rather know if we go on other dates from now onâ you said, staring awkwardly at the ceiling. âyou will, you willâ he said, still giving you a small smile. âcan i kiss you, y/n?â you felt your heart stop as you looked back at him. âyou have to ask me this?â âwhat can i say, iâm the king of consent!â he said, lifting an eyebrow and reaching his fingers to lift your chin towards him before connecting his lips with yours. you spoke again after youâd pulled away from the kiss. âso⊠whenâs our next date, self-proclaimed king of consent?â you giggled, softly bumping him with your shoulder. âquit it or iâll go back to that harry styles guy!â
âis it okay if i hold your hand, y/n?â bertholdt shyly asked. your shift had finished a few minutes ago and you were walking to the bus stop together, a habit of yours since you two became closer. yet, the hand holding was a first and it made your heart skipped a beat. âiâd love to!â you responded and extended your palm towards him. he quickly intertwined his fingers with yours, as you walked the remaining distance. you continued to chat away as per usual, your connected hands not causing any change in his behaviour. you took your seats next to each other on the bus, still not breaking the link between you, not even when bertholdt tried to grab your backpack as well to set it between his legs, creating more space for you to sit. the air was comfortable between you on the way home and you were so stoked heâd finally made a move, but now it was your turn. âi love the rides home ever since we started taking the bus together, you know?â you admitted and it brought a smile to his face. he stared back at you with tender eyes as he nodded âyesâ, rubbing his thumb on your soft skin. you reached your hand and traced his thigh, resting it between his legs. bertholdt flicked at the sudden touch, but didnât do anything to remove your hand. âbert⊠look at me, pleaseâ. now that you had his undivided attention, you stood up as discreetly as you could to reach his face and, finally, kiss him, a thing you longed to do for a few weeks now. bertholdt returned the kiss, his hand leaving yours to rake through your hair instead. ây/n i didnât⊠expect this to happen but wowâ he said and giggled, pulling away from the kiss, his hand still caressing your hair and scalp. âyou seemed like you wanted me to kiss you, bertâ âi did, i⊠really, really did⊠but can we stop now cause that weird third floor lady is staring at us and licking her lips and i feel violated and exposed?â you panicked at his words as you turned the other way to see how that lady was indeed giving you some⊠questionable looks, to say the least. you couldnât help but laugh out loud the moment your eyes met bertholdtâs again, hiding your face in his neck to hide your embarrassment. âwanna get off at my place instead? we can order take out!â âitâs a plan, y/n!â he said, still unable to conceal his laughter.
annie was always distant and that was a turn off for everyone. except for you. the more sheâd tease you and then avoid you, the more you found yourself infatuated with her. âare you coming over, annie? still ignoring my texts smhâ you text her, not expecting the âomwâ prompt response. everything was ready, the way you felt annie would enjoy. red wine, soft blankets and her favourite take out, which you did your best to keep warm, as she was continuously running late. the knock on your door mere moments later was enough to pull you out of your trance. âiâm here. what now?â âsomeoneâs moody...â you said, guiding her inside. âwhatâs the matter?â ânot much, y/n. i just donât understand why we couldnât hang with everyone else like we normally doâ she scoffed, kicking off her shoes and hanging her coat. âwhoa, okay, i didnât realise spending time with me was such a burden to youâ you blurted, your words making her freeze. âdonât feel obliged to do me any favours, annie, i just wanted to have a quiet evening with you for once. youâve been playing me for months and i thought this was just your way of expressing yourself, but i was wrong. you just donât like me and this wasnât teasing. it was you blatantly making fun of me in front of our friendsâ you couldnât help but snap at her, her cruel reaction to you inviting her over finally doing the trick. ây/n, i-â she began, but you wouldnât let her speak, wouldnât let her humiliate you again. ây/n this and y/n that. you donât like me and thatâs fine. but donât play me like rag doll, okay? iâve been asking everyone what food you like and what kind of a date you might enjoy and i actually put effort into planning this tonight, and youâre only coming here to not even acknowledge the effort? to not even give me a chance?â she was staring at the floor, unable to meet your gaze. âenough of this annie, please goâ you said as you handed her back her coat. âthayâs not it, y/n...â she said, fidgeting with her ring. âwhat is it then?â you tried to contain yourself, you were on the verge of tearing up. âitâs just⊠youâre so cool and beautiful and everyone loves you and they all said how you were so excited to plan this and i donât feel like i deserve this⊠youâre too good for me, y/n and i donât know what to do to be better for you...â she sniffed and you realised you might be on the verge of crying, but annie was already at it, as she used the outer side of her palm to wipe away her tears. âannie, i-â âno, y/n, youâre right. iâve been nothing but shit to you because i donât know how to deal with this, with my feelings⊠iâm so sorry, y/n⊠iâll just goâ she took her coat from your hands and turned around but you stopped her by not letting go of the coat, still grabbing onto it. âplease stay, annie. iâd really like it if you didâ you admitted, now crying your eyes out as well. you felt the tug on the coat loosening as she took a step towards you. âi know this wonât fix shit but can i kiss you, y/n? hope it isnât too much to askâ she sniffed again, not quite returning your gaze yet. âiâd like that, annieâ she half smile, as she wrapped her arms around you and crashing her lips onto yours.
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how would the girls feel about their so participating in no nut november
no nut november, according to your aot girlfriend!
18+ | MDNI | NSFW
(pretty tame but still, also ymir & historia are vague but written with female readers in mind, no i wonât change it and no i wonât apologize.)
mikasa thinks youâre idiotic for wanting to do something like this. not that she thinks you donât have any self control, more or less she knows you donât want to have any. sheâs pretty blunt about the whole thing, telling you youâre going to fail. she puts money on it.
sasha mainly knows about nnn because of connie and his incessant blabbing. she wants you to âwin.â but per her rules, that rules out any act of sex. she canât possibly be the reason you lose! its the ultimate mind game. you bust a nut or you donât get close at all, thereâs no in between.
annie, like mikasa, bets against you. she berates you and laughs at the idea but ultimately encourages you just so she can prove you wrong. thereâs no way youâll last the month. sheâs just waiting to catch you slacking so she can shove it in your face.
historiaâs got the wrong idea but sheâs got the right spirit. she wants you to, like, âbetterâ yourself and practice self discipline but you canât expect her to keep her hands to herself. she encourages you verbally about lasting the month but her actions are a direct contradiction. sheâs a sweet teaser, nothing extreme, just enough to make your mind wander.
ymir takes it as a personal challenge when you announce your participation in nnn. itâs the ultimate opportunity for her, to get you off as many times as she can. sheâs a wonderful girlfriend, always respecting you when you say no to her advances. but that never stops her from teasing you.
hange surprisingly has never heard of the challenge but she encourages you to take part in it if you want. sheâs curious too, about how long youâll last and what will make you cave in. she decides to join in on your challenge, determined to beat you even if she isnât entirely clear on the rules.
pieck giggles at you and pokes fun at the ridiculous idea. she doesnât believe in you, whatsoever. she doesnât even have to worry about purposefully trying to make you lose, she knows your willpower is weak when it comes to her. so, she enjoys the ride and waits for you to beg her to help you out.
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Not saying âi love youâ back prank
requested -> [yes] | no
characters -> Mikasa Ackerman, Annie Leonhart, Sasha Braus, Historia Reiss, Ymir, Hange Zoe, Pieck Finger, Yelena.
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AoT characters as random out of context quotes my friends said this week
Iâm thinking about doing these every Sunday because I have a list of them in my notes app that I organize by week.
âI would suffer and die for a taco right now.â -Sasha Braus
âDonât look at me I have autism!â -Armin Arlert
âIf I have chlamydia does that mean Iâm dick-sick?â -Hange ZoĂ«
âIs that a cockroach? I will shit myself and die.â -Levi Ackerman
âI would, but he gets too much attention from women, I like my men pathetic.â -Annie Leonhart
*in the voice of despair* âIâM AN OLIVE! IâM AN UN-PITTED OLIVE!â -Armin Arlert
âI want to stand with the LGBTQ+ community, but what if theyâd rather sit down?â -Reiner Braun
âBut she do have bones tho.â Connie Springer
âIs the mascara really better than sex though? Sex doesnât flake off into your eyeballsâŠunless they miss.â -Mikasa Ackerman
âOh noâŠmy feelings are all over my Gucci shirt.â -Jean Kirstein
âHow is she gobble-gobbling like that? It looks dangerous.â -Eren Yeager
âThe twisted tea is tasting like twisted pee peeâ -Connie Springer
âFOLD MY KITCHEN TOWEL, FOLD MYâŠ.FOLDâŠâŠ.FOLLLLLDâ -Levi Ackerman
#attack on titan#aot#aot headcanons#aot x reader#aot incorrect quotes#attack on titan incorrect quotes#Sasha braus#Armin Arlert#Eren Yeager#connie springer#Levi Ackerman#reiner braun#mikasa ackerman#annie leonhart#hange Zoe
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aot girls reacting to you getting a text from a girl late at nightđ
AOT GIRLS REACT( YEAH WERE BACK BITCHES) TO YOU GETTING A TEXT FROM A GIRL LATE AT NIGHT đ±đ±đ±
an: THEYRE ALL DRAMA QUEENS
â â mikasa
- she wonders why your phone is buzzing at 3am, and ofc sheâs not the type to snoop around, but at this point itâs getting annoying and she just wants to go to sleep in peace. But thatâs when she sees it, a text from an unknown number, saying something⊠only sheâs suppose to say to youâŠ
- mikasa would overthink it the whole night, barley being able to sleep just thinking about the possibility, no, the potential that you could be cheating on her.
- but this makes mikasa mad, not at you, but at this woman. Who does she think she is?! Texting you like that at this time?!
- sheâs respond back angrily, but in a calm more sharply response.
- âtext my girlfriend again and Iâll kill youâ
- totally calm âșïž
- sheâs ask you about it in the morning (or rather you would after seeing the angry text) and turns out itâs just a coworker that doesnât get what no means.
- âIâll still kill them if they text you againâ
- âmikasa you CANT threaten people!â
- âthat wasnât a threat that was a promiseâ
- god I love her đ
â â annie
- Annieâs the same way. SHE GONNA PROTECT HER BAE.
- ây/n what the hell is this?!â Sheâd wake you up with a swift pound on your leg after you tried rolling over back to sleep.
- âOWW WHAT?!â
- âWHOS THIS BITCH TEXTING YOU HUH?!â
-âWHA- IDK ITS SOME SPAM ADVERTISEMENTâ
- and then Annie realizes when she click the link you were telling the truth. âOh-â
â â pieck
- SO WORRIED SHED BE SO WORRIED. FULL PANIC MODE RED ALERT. I swear sheâd be hyperventilating and shit đ
- ây/n..â sheâd say in a shaky voice, âcan i talk to you..â
- âmhmmmmâŠâ you say half asleep.
- âare you- cheating on me..?â You look up and her eyes would be all watery, causing you to go into instant panic mode.
- âOH MY GOD PIECK BABY WHY ARE YOU CRYING NO I WOULD NEVERâ
â â hange
- oh hange isnât too worried about some cadet crushing on you. They just brush it off. BUT WHEN THEY START TEXTING YOU AT 3AM-
- they must have a death wish, or a wish to no longer be in the survey corps cause they ass FIRED
- nah in all seriousness hange would call them into a meeting the next day, telling them itâs about something different than BAM
- âso youâre trying to sleep with my wife?â
-âI UH-â
#YES ITS OVER THE WRITINGS OVER#now Iâm forced to do tagsâŠ#aot#mikasa x reader#mikasa headcanons#attack on titan#attackontitan#shingeki no kyojin mikasa#mikasa aot#mikasa#aot4#ackerman#aot girls react#mikasa ackerman x reader#mikasa ackerman headcanons#annie leonhart imagine#annie leonhart x reader#annie leonhart headcanon#annie leonhardt x you#pieck finger x reader#pieck finger x y/n#pieck finger fluff#pieck finger headcanons#hange zoe x reader#hange zoe x you#hange zoe headcanons#hange zoe cosplay#hanji x reader#hanji zoe headcanons#annie leonhardt headcanons
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aot headcanons - skincare edition
Armin
Slightly on the dry side but v sensitive
Has a pretty simple routine - cleanser, toner, moisturiser, aftershave etc
His products are high end and high quality
Knows exactly what to use for specific skin issues
Religiously uses SPF
Eren
Combination skin but slightly on the oilier side
Doesnât have a skincare routine
Uses 3-in-1 shampoo/conditioner/body wash on his face when heâs in the shower
Steals Arminâs and Mikasaâs skincare products
Uses them wrong
Refuses to use SPF in winter
Mikasa
Normal balanced skin
Literally only needs cleanser and SPF and thatâs IT
Likes trying out new face masks and sheet masks
Physically has to hold Eren down and rub SPF on his face
Levi
Used to have balanced skin like Mikasa but it dried out because he kept using hand sanitizer on his face
Cleanses twice a day but with antibacterial soap
Skin stills looks good because âšAckergenesâš
Jean
Combination and slightly acne-prone
Needs encouragement to use proper skincare
Not too fussed about following a proper routine, always forgets in the evening
Thinks growing a beard will cover the sins
Sasha
Has an oily T-zone
Tiktok is her main source of skincare info
Tried homemade Pinterest face masks but ended up eating it
Has a post on her Instagram of herself and Connie with face masks on and cucumbers over their eyes
Connie
Combination skin but slightly acne prone
Doesnât really use anything special unless itâs recommended to him
âWhatâs your skincare routine?â âWaterâ - thinks thatâs a flex
Loves trying new face masks with Sasha
Historia
Dry, sensitive skin but no one can ever tell because sheâs perfected her skincare
Has a full 12 step routine
Loves giving skincare recommendations
Convinces Ymir to do spa nights with her
Reiner
Tears
LMAO jk jk his skincare is pretty simple
Has mostly normal skin but stress causes him to break out
Still trying to find products which work for him
Bertholdt
Oily + sensitive skin
Constantly forgets to use SPF
Doesnât really matter because he sweats off all the product anyway
Annie
Combination skin
Constant dark circles
Uses super simple drugstore products
Only really focused on keeping her skin clean
Started using SPF because Armin suggested it
Marco
Combination skin but has an oily forehead
Doesnât have a proper routine
Only buys products that are half off đ
Low-key scared heâll exfoliate a freckle off
(The freckles demand love)
Ymir
Really only uses water and it works out fine
Doesnât understand the skincare hype
Will still try out whatever Historia recommends for her
Erwin
this set
Hange
Doesnât have a skincare routine
Likes putting weird things on their face just to see what effect theyâll have
Like theyâll rub a whole lemon on their face just to see what it does
Enjoys popping pimples
Miche
Soap goes up his nose every single day and impairs his sense of smell for like an hour afterwards
Cries when this happens
Prefers to keep it simple
Floch
Doesnât wash his face
Crusty ass bitch
s/o to @sehun-cakes for helping me with this đ
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Sweet Aftercare
(A/N- Here is some aftercare for the soul. This is something quick and short I whipped up since itâs been on my mind for awhile now)
Various female characters x FEM! Reader
(Warning: NSFW mentions, mainly fluff and comfort)
Been thinking about women who tire you out during a long love making session and afterwards take good care of you. Practically spoiling you like royalty. Soft praises and words of affirmation fall from their lips while their skilled hands massaged any sore spots that you may have. They slowly kiss and trace every mark theyâve made, admiring their work. Finally they lay down and wrap their arms around you, face buried in their chest as they rub your back up and down. Watching as sleep eventually consumes you, softly smiling at the warm thoughts that run through their mind. The sweet thoughts of a peaceful and happy future with you.
|DONNA, BELA, Hinatsuru, MAKIO, Mitsuri, SHINOBU, Yelena, Pieck, MIKASA, Historia, ANNIE, Rumi, Nemuri, and whoever else you imagine
Masterlist
#Tumblr flagged the original post I made so I had to recreate it#dumbass Tumblr#donna beneviento#donna x reader#bela dimitrescu#bela x reader#hinatsuru uzui#hinatsuru x reader#makio uzui#makio x reader#mitsuri kanroji#mitsuri x reader#shinobu kocho#shinobu x reader#yelena x reader#pieck finger#pieck x reader#mikasa ackerman#mikasa x reader#historia x reader#annie leonhart#annie x reader#rumi usagiyama#rumi x reader#nemuri kayama#midnight x reader
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The AOT Girls and their Kinks (NSFW)
Mikasa: Face Sitting and Boobs. Mikasa is a little subby baby and is very sensitive even before she's cum. Her nipples, however so especially sensitive, you could probably make her cum just from playing with them. When she's turned on which is often but she'll never admit to that her nipples get a little more swollen and take on a brighter shade of pink from the blood rushing to her sensitive buds. God, it's so hot to see her like that, pussy dripping, begging to be touched, nipples swollen. She begs you to touch them so you'd knead the soft large mounds in your hands slowly stroking the heel of your hand over her sensitive little nipples making her moan each time. Then you'd slowly press sloppy wet kisses down her collarbones to her pretty tits before licking circles around each one, making her roll her head back in pleasure. She'd beg for you to suck on them and of course you do. So you take her sensitive nipple into your mouth, pinching, twisting, and playing with the other one sending shivers down her spine, while you lick and suck at the pretty pink bud in your mouth. After that she's literally dripping down her thighs she needs you so bad so she sits on your face. She doesn't sit on your face to be dominating in any way, it just feels so good having her wet pussy pressed directly against your mouth like that, so she prefers it this way. You get such an amazing view as she lowers that delicious pussy on your tongue, seeing her beautiful full body hovering above you, her big tits bouncing up and down her chest as she grinds into your tongue. You hold her hips down on your face with your hands firmly to make sure she has nowhere to escape to while you devour her pussy, tongue making its way through her soaked puffy folds, blushed a light shade of pink from her arousal and before you know it shes cumming all over your face, running down your chin as you lick up all her cum.
Pieck: Squirting and Scissoring. Pieck is goood in bed and she knows it and she especially likes when you show her just how good she is. You get so wet for her and she loves playing with your dripping pussy until you're squirting all over her. She's more dominant but like Jean, she's a soft dom, everything she does she does for you, all she wants to do is see you cum for her, all over her finger, over the double-ended dildo, all over her face until its dripping down her chin, she lives for it. She loves the way your pretty pussy contracts before gushing over her, giving her the sweet satisfaction that she can make you feel so good :( But she's needy too she wants to cum just as much as she wants to make you cum, she definitely gets you off first however she can but she rubs her puffy little clit with her fingers while shes doing it so she's all nice and wet by the time you two do something together. And her favorite thing to do together? Scissoring. Easy. She loves watching your soaking pussy, so sensitive and swollen from already cumming grind against hers, her puffy folds enveloping yours. Getting off at the lewd sight of your pussy dripping into hers, your juices mixing, pussies so wet from rubbing each other the pornographic sound of them playing with each other makes her even more wet. She'll stare at your face all squinted in arousal and neediness and then back down to where your pussies meet and it is enough to send both of you over the edge cumming on each other, so pretty :)
Annie: Fingering and Finger Sucking. Annie is a dom no way about it. She prefers to touch you than be touched, it gets her off more the way you wriggle and writhe under her touch, and unlike Pieck she's more of a strict dom. You cum when she says you can cum and not a minute sooner. You only moan if she says you can make noise, and if she wants you to take all three of her fingers, you're gonna take all three. The sight of you cumming around her fingers drives her crazy, she loves thrusting them into you and feeling how tight and wet you are just for her. She'll tease that little spongey spot inside you while rubbing small circles just enough to have you begging for her but she loves seeing you like this. She'll edge you just a little bit, just enough for it to be fun before letting you cum all over her fingers watching as your juices flow out in between her fingers, making sure to finger you all the way through your orgasm or maybe even to a second one if you're lucky. She'll tell you how good you are for her before she puts her fingers in your mouth watching you taste yourself for her, sucking on her fingers while you look up at her with our big innocent eyes, that is a sight she'll never get enough of.
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(Attack on Titan) Annie, Mikasa, Sasha, Historia, and Ymir with an affectionate S/O
Hoo it's been a bit since we've seen these gals huh?
Annie doesn't particularly care that her S/O is very affectionate, at least not in private.
She doesn't get it, but she doesn't stop them either.
Though she's surprised upon hearing S/O's answer to her question.
(Annie) "Without any regrets..."
Annie still makes zero remarks about their clinginess, but she subtly holds them a little tighter from then on.
She won't say it, but she has the same thoughts, to die without regrets for the ones she loves.
Mikasa gets a bit flustered whenever S/O hugs her, not caring about the PDA to the rest of her squad.
It felt...nice.
When Mikasa asks S/O why they're so clingy, their answer doesn't exactly surprise her. Not in the way most people would expect anyway.
(Mikasa) "Not holding to my arm would be a regret of yours?"
(S/O) "Huh? N-No, I mean just not getting to hug you at all!"
Mikasa's cheeks slightly flush from such an obvious answer getting horribly misunderstood.
(Mikasa) "R-Right."
Mikasa always holds S/O tightly back, even if it does embarrass her a little.
Sasha does not care at all about the PDA.
She embraces it, and S/O openly.
Connie and Jean usually roll their eyes at their hugging, and try to avert their eyes to avoid dying of cringe.
Sasha on the other hand loves that they're so clingy! Physical affection was nice after all.
But, she wasn't expecting their answer.
(Sasha) "No regrets, huh?...I think I get that."
She says nothing else as she smiles, putting their head onto her shoulders.
Historia admits S/O's physical gestures were endearing, no matter how ill-timed they seemed to be.
Which was all the time, apparently.
It reminded her a bit of her cadet days, and wished they could go back to that time.
She was already in a somber mood when asking S/O what made them so clingy beside the obvious answer, and simply hums at their response.
(Historia) "I wish to live without regrets as well, S/O...It's all we can do at this point, isn't it?"
Ymir can't help but laugh and returns their affection with gusto, to hell with anyone watching!
Ymir feels powerful, knowing S/O needed her like this.
She plays up their affection and her role a lot, to the point of looking being overdramatic to anyone watching.
But behind closed doors, her attitude shifts from playful to far more quiet and thoughful.
(Ymir) "Hey, remember when I asked why you're so clingy? Truth is...I'm the same. If we're going to die soon, might as well make sure we live to the fullest before our time's up."
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Mean Girls - Eren Jaeger
synopsis. Eren's the new kid at Trost Academy and being fresh meat in his senior year isn't easy. Especially so when the only friends he's made yet have managed to convince him to help them mess with "The Plastics". The problem?
He's got the biggest crush on their queen bee, Y/N.
series masterlist.
chapter warnings. Foul language, rich ppl, mentions of vomit, mentions of shitting your pants (what even are these warnings LMAO), laxatives, mentions of giving a character laxatives, hitch is a bitch (I love her Iâm sorry I made her like this), drama drama drama, a lot of menstrual product talk (these characters are very comfortable talking abt these things!)
chapter synopsis. From a brawl at the supermarket to a meeting with the Queen beeâs arch nemesis, our trioâs plan preparations seem to be coming together! Though, will learning some lore regarding our resident plastics impede on Erenâs drive? Perhaps the future isnât looking so bright for our revenge seekersâŠ
chapter 2. Fuck with the Plastics: start
"Bag secured, over." Mikasa spoke in her usual monotone voice.
"And... you're completely sure that this will only make her a bit gassy, right 'kasa?" Armin spoke next, the shake in his voice painfully obvious even through the speaker of Eren's phone. With no answer, he tries again, "Guys? Hello?"
Silence.
"You're supposed to say 'over', Armin!"
"Oh! Over."
"Alright, mine is secured too... over?" Eren announced as he slipped his arm through the plastic bag, doing his best to be inconspicuous, though the hood over his head isn't helping his case. His attire was mostly to calm his troubled conscience.
The three way call had one purpose and a very important one at that.
Phase one of 'Fuck with The Plastics'.
"Good boy," Mikasa purred and Eren swore he could hear the mischievous grin his reply had caused to form on her face. "Now Armin, relax. All this is gonna do is make her tummy a bit upset, a little gas here and there never hurt anyone. She'll get the humiliation she made Eren bear... only much much worse because of her status, plus ruin her chances of winning this highly anticipated game and possibly her entire athletic career. Over."
"Please, stop repeating what could go wrong. I'm getting nauseous again..." Eren groans into the speaker.
"Mikasa, you say that now but, what if she's allergic to it or something? Ohmylanta, what if she dies?!" Armin screeches and Eren fears he may begin to wail soon. "I don't wanna go to jail guys! I can't go back!"
"Geez Louise, Armin." Eren winces as he pulls the phone away from his ear. "My ears are bleeding."
"Oh wait Eren, now that you reminded me, can you get me some pads from the store? My cycle is pretty heavy today." Mikasa asks.
"Uh, T-M-I Mikasa..." Armin mutters as he glances around the student aid center. His portion of contribution to the trio's master plan is arguably the least interesting, though the boy didn't seem to mind. All he was put in charge of was attaining their tickets for the game, which they receive free of charge with their student ID's.
"Mikasa, I'm literally already walking out of the store." Eren says exasperatedly, though his pace has already begun to falter in preparation for his U-turn.
"Well then, go back? If I bleed out all over the bleachers, it's your jacket I'm using to wipe it clean. The ball is in your court."
"Oh my gosh, fine!" Eren relents. "What size?"
"XXL."
Silence reigns over the three, and Eren swears everyone in the supermarket had audibly halted all movements along with them.
"Mikasa, you know damn well..." Armin begins.
"Armin! Shut the hell up, the length helps with my leakage so mind your own business!"
"Zayum, okay geez."
"Wings or no wings?" Eren asks, already having made his way back into the multiple isles freshly restocked.
"Wings, please. I want to be ready for anything." The girl answers ominously.
"I don't even want to know what that means. I'll head back to the academy after I'm done with this, where do you guys want to meet?"
"The restrooms near the cafeteria are right beside the doors that lead to a path straight to the stadium. We can meet there." Armin suggests, already beginning to make his way towards the meeting spot.
"Okay. Actually, since I'm here, do you guys want any snacks for the game?" Eren asks while he grabs a box of fruit roll ups and a bag of hot Cheetos for himself. "How long does a soccer game last?"
"A little under an hour and thirty minutes, and that's if they don't go into over time which they probably will, considering who they're playing against." Mikasa answers, "Oh, and I'll take an oat meal crĂšme pie and a red Gatorade. But! The one with the twistable cap that you can suck on."
"We'll see how long this one will last with what we have planned, though." Armin mutters into the speaker anxiously, "Anyway, I'll take some Skittles, baby Gerber puffs, Teddy Grahams, Hubba Bubba, strawberry Hello Pandas, Scooby-Doo snacks, Gushers, Pirate's Booty-"
Eren hangs up before the other boy could finish, deciding it wasn't worth his weekly allowance.
He had already arrived at the feminine hygiene products aisle by the time Armin had sent him the remaining 27 items on his wishlist for tonight, which Eren promptly ignored. The wall that held most of the menstrual supplies was expanse and slightly intimidating to the teenage boy's eyes, though that was not to say he was taken off guard. Having a close relationship with your mother desensitizes you to a large amount of aspects of womanhood that most immature boys his age would either cringe at or ridicule.
He knows the brand his mother uses is best for absorbing, but they're not the best at being discreet. He wonders which Mikasa would prefer, though he decides that coverage and preventing leakage must have been her priority considering her earlier words. Deciding upon the trustworthy brand he had always picked up on late night pad runs with his mom, he notices how it seems to be the only brand that has yet to be restocked. The one in his hand being the very last one in XXL.
As he turns to leave the isle, a high pitched voice, practically whining curse words, catches his attention. Before he instinctively turns his head towards the sound, he internally prays for there to be no reenactment of his first encounter with Armin, knowing he couldn't bear to handle another stereotypical bully, much less work up the courage to stand up to them once more.Â
"They don't have that one today, I swear I've looked everywhere!" The, now visible, person speaks into the cell phone clutched to his ear. "I don't know? Does everyone suddenly use the biggest size available? I know you do not need double X."
It seems to be a young boy, perhaps only a few years younger than Eren himself, with messily styled H/C hair and a few piercings adorning his delicate face.
"The one with the purple flowers on the box or the navy blue one with the stars?" The young boy asks, his impatience slowly making its way into his features.
Wait, purple flowers?
Eren's gaze moves back toward the box in his hands and his eyes trace those exact purple flowers printed and plastered smack dab in the center. Though, he knows there are tons of other brands that use matching floral patterns, perhaps this boy was looking for the one with the green background instead of the pink one Eren held.
"The one with the pink box, right?" The boy asks.
Well, perhaps he was searching for the 7 hour wear edition instead of the 8 hour one Eren got for Mikasa. Surely that was the case-
"8 hour version? Do you need to charge it or something, why is there a time limit?"
Certainly he couldn't be looking for the same size, not many people would be as paranoid as Mikasa due to leakage-
"Mm, XXL? Oh, cause of leakage, got it."
Run, that's what Eren needs to do. He knows how far passionate boyfriends would go for their lovers, especially ones as young as the boy he is sharing the aisle with. Kids his age will either pay romantic relationships no heed or take them far too seriously.
Though, before he could pivot in the other direction, the boy ends the call and turns to presumably search for the pink floral box in the size XXL. Coincidentally, the exact box Eren plans to buy.
The last box.
Green meets E/C.
His heart drops to his ass and his arm hastily shields the prized object behind his back as visible sweat forms on his forehead. Though, truly his efforts were all for naught.
Silence follows as the two teenagers hold eye contact, one accompanied with worry creases near his brows and the other with an unamused pout to his lips.
"Those are the last double X they have in stock, aren't they?"
"...Perchance..."
The H/C boy sighs and holds his hands up in surrender. "Look, dude. I come in peace, it's fine. What do I look like to you? Someone who would go batshit over menstrual products?" Eren shakes his head hastily, to which the younger boy agrees. Of course, what was Eren thinking? Incriminating a person who looked to be no older than the age of 15 was not cool on his part.
"You're right, My bad."
Letting any past thoughts flee his mind, Eren resumes his standstill with the stranger, neither seemingly knowing what to do next...
...before the stranger juts a finger behind Eren and exclaims, "Hey, look over there, it's TSwift!"
"What?! Where?!"
Eren was tackled to the ground and landed with a coherent 'oof', the assailant clambering on top of his chest and tugging at his arms to loosen the tight grip on the box that remains in his hands.
"That was a low blow, you psycho! I haven't seen her since I was in fifth grade!" Eren whines as he tries to free himself. Deciding that his actions were amounting to nothing, he thrusts the box away from his body and above his head, the cardboard sliding across the tiled floor of the supermarket.
"Morality is non-existent when it comes to the last box of pads, pretty boy!" The younger boy grits as he abandons Eren's body in favor of stumbling to his feet to reach the box.
As the boy steps over his head, Eren grabs onto one of his leather boots, causing him to plummet with his fingers outstretched only inches away from the prize. Eren flips himself onto his stomach and scrambles over the other boy, laying a palm atop his face to thwart his vision. In retaliation, though not after a sharp squawk, the boy chomps on the fingers overlaid his mouth, causing the brunet to cry out in pain.
"Give up!" The boy demands, "I don't care if I have to bite every one of your fingers off, I'll be leaving with that box!" He declares and delivers a torturous blow to Eren's crotch, causing him to wheeze and topple over in pain. "Aha!" The boy proclaims as he nears his victory, emitting a cry of premature success.
Though, before his slender fingers are able to reach the jackpot, his worst fear is born into existence.
"My Prada boots!" He squeals in agony and fear as Eren holds the cherished shoe above his head triumphantly and a pained smirk creases onto his face. "Don't you dare you monster, they're monolith!"
"You rich people are all the same," Eren scoffs as he throws the boot aways behind him, not sparing a glance in the direction as the boy abandons the box in favor of running over to his beloved shoe. Eren limps over to the pink box and swipes it up with an exhausted sigh escaping his lips. "I win." He states in a cocky tone, taking pride over the brawl he emerged victorious from, already preening at the amount of bragging rights he had just earned himself. "Mikasa, you owe me big time- ack!"
Not without a war cry, the unrelenting stranger rams a shopping cart into Eren's body, forcing the brunet back onto the ground and causing the box to slip out of his grasp and slide onto the floor once again.
"Never mess with my Prada boots again," He heaves and delicately steps over to the abandoned box, taking it into his hold and placing a kiss atop the the printed flowers. "Auggie, you're awesome." He then turns to face Eren and boldly upturns his pierced nose at the sight of the older boy sprawled on the floor. "You put up a good fight, unfortunately for you I reign superio-"
"I didn't hear a bell!" Eren shouts as he springs up and tackles the shorter boy, resulting in the two wrestling on the ground once again, just as they had originally started. Scratching, kicking, and biting their way across the floor, though noticeably making zero progress towards the box they both sought out.
An awkward cough acts as the bucket of cold water that halts their movements, both boys craning their heads in the direction of the sound alike deers in headlights.
An employee that hauled a cart filled to the brim with pink cardboard boxes and printed purple flowers decorating their surfaces stood before their tangled ball of limbs, gifting them a critical stare. Leisurely, and hesitatingly so, she tucks the prized boxes where they belong, before scurrying away with her haul of products stacked into her squeaky cart.
An air of silence follows the departure of the poor retail worker, both boys remaining stunned by the sudden appearance. Though, after realizing what a compromising position they had been caught in, the unraveling of their limbs went unspoken as they stood simultaneously.
Another awkward cough, though this one originating from the brunet, filled the vacant space between the two. Eren grabs ahold of one of the boxes that was recently stocked, his head hanging low in embarrassment. "So..." He utters hesitatingly.
The younger boy clears his throat, "M sry." He mutters.
"What?"
"I said I'm sorry! ...I know that Tswift joke was wrong of me."
Eren sighs in resignation, now realizing how idiotic his actions were, especially considering the fact that he seemed to be the older of the two. "It's fine. I guess we were both signed up for errand boy today, huh?"
The stranger shook his head, "Yeah but, to be honest, this is my first time going on a pad run for my sister. I wasn't 'old enough' a few years ago, and even then we don't usually do our own shopping. Our butler handles all of that."
"Oh..." It was stupid of Eren to forget that most people in his city were lathered in riches, but he did. His recent encounter with this new boy only furthered his forgetfulness, because what sort of opulent teenage boy was willing to engage in a full out brawl for a box of pads? "Well, either way. I'm guessing these aren't for you?"
"Nah, they're for my sister's friends. But, she can get pretty impatient real quickly and I'm not in the mood to deal with teenage Godzilla. She'd probably run me over with her convertible."
The mental image of Godzilla driving a convertible, only to then run over an edgy teen made Eren chuckle, "I get it, this size seems to be in high demand."
"My sister says that it's because of leakage, whatever the hell that means. I don't even think I want to know."
Eren smiled sympathetically, little brother ignorance was something he knew about all too well. "So, why are you here instead of your butler? I think I would have stood a better chance against him if I'm being honest."
The boy shrugs nonchalantly, "She says it's an emergency. Those girls can get pretty scary when in a state of panic. For being older than me, you'd think they'd be better at dealing with stress."
"I understand completely." Eren huffed in exhaustion, "My friends and I are dealing with these real popular kids at our school, we've got an ulterior motive of course, but we've seen a fair share of their antics and I can tell we'll have our hands full. At least the pay off will be worth it. We have a whole plan and everything."
The boy cackled a laugh that shook his whole body and clapped a palm onto the older boy's shoulder, "You don't say? What's such a good prize worth dealing with what seems to be a bunch of rich maggots eating away at your soul?" He asked.
"Well, it has to do with this girl..." Eren begun to attempt to elucidate the entire situation to this stranger but in the end only arrived with stutters, before he decided that the effort of reliving his trauma was not worth it. He sighed, "It's a long story."
Unexpectedly, a highly pitched rendition of 'I'm Just a Kid' began to chime in the stranger's pants, causing him to wince and groan in annoyance. "A story that I can't stay for, unfortunately." He muttered before slipping the device out of his pocket. "It's Godzilla." He confirmed his suspicions but made no moves to accept the call. Instead, he offered a jeweled hand towards the brunet.
This hand wasn't like the one that was offered to him earlier today. Instead of diamonds and gold, silver and various colored stones wrapped around this boy's digits, crowning them with luxury and status.
"My name's Augustine, but you can call me August." He paired with a friendly grin, bringing attention to the silver lip ring hung on his bottom lip.
For some reason, this boy struck something within Eren. He didn't know what it was, but there was a sense of reminiscence flooding his senses when he stared at his smile. The reminiscence that creeps up on you when you look at your sibling and recognize that the shirt they have on is in fact not theirs but yours.
He can't put his finger on it... but August reminded him of someone.
Nonetheless, he excepted his dressed hand with his own bare one. "Eren, it's just Eren."
"Alright, just Eren. I have to go, but hopefully I'll see you around!" August called out as he scampered down the aisle before Eren could have gotten another word of parting out.
What a nice guy, Eren hopes to see him again.
After grabbing the snacks that his newest friends had ordered, promptly ignoring 25 items on Armin's list, he pays the nice woman working the register and makes his departure. By the time he steps back on the pavement, the sun has begun its decent, painting the concrete buildings and vibrant trees in a golden hue.
Trost truly is a beautiful district â the architecture alone places it on a superior level when compared to many other extravagant districts out there.
Eren himself has never lived the kind of life that his new friends or acquaintances were born into. Although having a successful doctor for a dad, it was never an aspect that had ever brought upon wealth for the Jeager family. His mom rapidly rising in her fashion designer career is what has brought him to such a district as this one. Mrs. Jaeger is well on her way to being known for her individuality, and he couldn't be filled with more pride.
Having to leave his old school was pretty easy for him, he had never had many friends there anyway. Sure there were the few he could greet in the hallways, but none that had ever willingly stricken a genuine conversation with him, much less an interesting one. Though, that's not to say the experience of moving out of the blue in your senior year was something he was excited about either, that wouldn't be a nice time for anyone.
It was just his luck that he'd already made a fool out of himself on his very first day. In front of his crush to boot.
Y/N Ackerman.
He wouldn't lie to himself and proclaim that he has no feelings towards the girl. He quite literally puked on her because the amount of emotions she made him feel at a single glance proved to be overbearing to his body. Though, a portion of himself finds itself conflicted. Actually, scratch that - multiple portions of himself find themselves conflicted. As if the little people in his head are arguing against each other, and he isn't sure which side he should be on.
On one hand, the purple person that he decides to name Armeen is arguing that he should hate the girl. Mikasa said that Y/N had surely made it her goal to embarrass Eren in an attempt to solidify her superiority against him and that she was a vicious person with the ugliest soul she had ever seen.Â
On another, the red person, Mika Mika, proclaimed that he already hates her. Armin and Mikasa have informed him of her vile friends, the people she willingly surrounds herself with. She condones their actions by mere association. Not to mention the absolute joke she had made of him, which was sure to have cost him a year's worth of ill-repute. Hell, probably even the rest of his soon to be miserable life.
But then, as if he had grown a sudden third hand, there appeared a pink person. This one unnamed, whispered details the other two would surely never approve of. How could she be a vicious person, when she had went out of her own way to not only invite him, but his only friends, to her highly anticipated game AND her own home, knowing that everyone in their grade had heard the abrupt invitation? She was willingly attempting to help him fix his image. How could the person those little people in his head describe as ruthless and callous, ever make his insides light on fire, as if he was a skewered rotisserie chicken on a white Sunday morning? How could the devil herself bring upon him feelings only talked about in movies?
Manipulation.
Gaslighting someone to their wits' end by batting her fluffy lashes. It's an old tactic really, but one that would never die out, nor could it. Eren isn't stupid, he knows the truth of the situation. How dire a messy set up like this could have affected her reputation as well, he gets it. Understands that measures need to be taken to prevail through such a trying time. When you're at the top, tiptoeing a razors edge, everyone at the bottom has a clear shot to shoot you down. Those mean comments and accusations of prejudice are just the paint strokes crafting a precise target onto her back.
But, to bring him and his friends into her little scheme?
To escape that threat, you need to move, and to move, you need stepping stones. Eren won't let himself or his friends be used as stepping stones.
That's exactly the reason why the three of them have developed a plan to knock her off of her prodigious throne. No longer will they allow the Queen Bee of Trost Academy to continue her reign of exploitation.
Instead, she will... shit her pants?
Well, that's the best they could come up with, so it'll have to do.
It was simple in nature really, Eren simply needed to buy her a drink, one that Mikasa claims has always been her favorite pick to drink before a game, though Eren still questions how she even had that information, and then he will offer that said drink to her as a peace offering.
A seemingly innocent gesture, except it's not. Mikasa was in charge of acquiring laxatives which they would infuse into the refreshment, which Y/N would drink and whatever happened next would be left up to fate. Though, Armin had elucidated three paths that which this plan could take.
Probability 1: She'd harbor a stomach ache, forcing her to be benched due to her poor performance, effectively eliminating the captain of Trost's varsity soccer team. Ruining her image, their chances of winning their vital game of the year, and her life.
Probability 2: She'd fart up a storm, or worse, ruining her image of the ideal senior of the year, their chances of winning their vital game of the year, and her life.
Probability 3: She'd pull an Eren and projectile vomit all over her teammates and opponents. Ruining her stellar image, their chances of winning their vital game of the year, and her life.
The third was preferred for their goal of seeking revenge, but they wouldn't complain if either of the other two played out perfectly.
"Finally, Eren! You took so long, we started to wonder if you had gotten lost on the way here." Armin says as the boy approaches their meeting spot.
"I did, three times. There is no need for this school to be so damn huge."
"Well, you're here now so..." Mikasa surreptitiously looks over her shoulder and then Eren's, "You got the goods?" She asks.
"Stop acting shifty Mikasa, you're making me nervy." Eren rebukes, eyes glancing from side to side in paranoia.
"Do you have it or not." She exasperatedly asks. He timidly ushers the plastic bag her way, his back moving to obstruct the exchange from any prying eyes. "Good boy, keep me covered and I'll crush these bad boys and then pour them in."
"Hurry 'Kasa, I don't wanna go to jail!" Armin's nerves get the best of him, and just as Mikasa began to pour the laxatives into the energy drink, his trembling palms latch onto her shoulders and begin to shake her back and forth. Unfortunately, the forcible motions cause her hand to slip and pour more than what was necessary for what they had planned. "Oops..." He breathes.
Eren's jaw drops at the amount, "Holy shit, are you- are you sure that's okay?" A dramatic gasp forcibly rasps his throat, "She's not actually gonna die, right?!"
"Uhm... no... I don't think so."
"What do you mean, you don't think so?!" He screeches.
"Ohmygosh,we'regoingtojailI'mnotbuiltforthatimgonnadie-"
"Armin, chill." Mikasa grits, before twisting the cap of the bottle and giving it a good shake. "She'll be fine, we're not going to jail. All that'll change is the addition of one more possibility, which is shitting her pants for real."
"I thought we were only joking about that? You mean she'll actually shart herself?" Eren asks.
"Yeah," Mikasa declares with no amount of remorse in her irises, simply tilting her head to face him head on, smirk standing proud on her lips. "Even better than we planned, right? Give the bitch the humiliation she deserves."
After a moment of maintaining arduous eye contact with the ravenette, Eren relents, throwing his head back to stare at the ceiling instead and interlocking both hands in his shaggy hair. "You're crazy. Like deadass, you belong in a mental hospital."
"Okay but, wait. The bottle is already open, no one who has a right mind would accept an already opened drink from someone she met yesterday." Armin points out, ever the observer.
"Well, she's gonna have to in order for this plan to work..." Mikasa mumbles, lips pursing in thought. "Oh, Eren! Why don't you be a doll and offer to open it for her, that way she wouldn't even notice it has already been open." She announces with a proud nod, clearly impressed with her solution.
Eren however, isn't as impressed. If anything, the pit in his stomach twists and turns even tighter, bringing forth creases onto the surface of his skin as his face lightly scrunches in disgust. Playing a direct hand in the demise of anyone's athletic career can be catastrophic to the psyche, though he doubts Mikasa's is being affected much if at all.
"Fine."
"Good boy-"
"Stop calling me that!"
"Anyway, we should get going now. Or else, we'd be late. The game starts in 20 minutes, and the walk there is about five, give or take. Though, the introductions take up a good 10 to 15." She ignores the boy.
"Plus, we still need to find seats. Hopefully we won't have to sit on the opposing team's side, or else we'd be royally fucked." Armin adds as they exit the school building.
The pathway that leads them directly towards the stadium is beautiful and cleanly. The school itself is exceptionally cared for, with vibrant green bushes that looked as if they were clipped with the utmost precision. Marbled vases for various other plants and polished benches littered across the lawn oozed a luxurious aura.
"Who are they playing against?" Eren asks.
"I think it's Stohess Prep." Armin answers.
"Oh, that means drama~" Mikasa adds, "10 bucks Levi chokes out Coach Nile?"
"Mm, nah. 20 bucks it's Ymir and Hitch." Armin replies, pointer finger prodding at the fat of his cheek in thought.
"Oh, I forgot about those two. 30 Y/N is forced to step in either way."
"40 bucks she joins."
"50 that they recreate that one Euphoria scene from season 2."
"60 someone yells plus ultra."
"70 bucks Y/N gets hit by a bus and dies."
"..."
"..."
"Okay, you need an exorcist." Armin quips.
"I've been wondering, why do you hate her so much? There's gotta be history you're not telling me." Eren asks the girl.
It was true, he can feel the animosity she seemingly reigns in 24/7 and he wonders if it was at all reciprocated. Though, he has the feeling that it's heavily one sided.
"Mikasa and Y/N-"
"Armin, shut it." The girl grits before her friend could have thought to utter the remainder of his statement.
Eren groans, "Armin, don't shut it. Open it. Open it wide."
"Don't word it like that, Eren..."
"I just don't see the point," Mikasa admits, though her face was telling to how difficult the situation seems to be for her, "What's in the past should be left there, why open up that can of worms?"
"I don't know if you've noticed, but it's pretty damn obvious that those worms have been out for a while now. You don't think I've noticed how personal this seems to be for you?" Eren rebuts.
"Oh, and I'm not supposed to notice how personal this is for you? As in, more than just some revenge brought upon by petty high school humiliation?" She challenges, and her piercing gaze bore into Eren's own. "You've made your little crush pretty obvious, the addition of this information might change more than you think it would, Eren."
"Who I have a crush on is none of your business. Besides, yeah, I'll admit I'm not blind, I can tell Y/N is an attractive girl. You can't blame me for admitting so, but a silly little school crush is just a silly little school crush at the end of the day. I don't get how your past with her had anything to do with something as minuscule as that."
Mikasa's arms crossed before her chest in frustration, and she kept her head forward, not relenting at unsealing her lips. Though, Armin, being placed in the middle of both teens, hates being a quiet middleman.
"Y/N and Mikasa are cousins." He blurts.
Eren's jaw drops, "What?!" His fingers thread through his hair once again, this time gripping at the roots because what the actual fuck. "You're fucking with me, right?"
Armin shakes his head vehemently, "Deadass. They even have the same last name! You'd have never guessed, right?"
"Well, not really. Like, at all."
"Trust me, I wish it wasn't true either." Mikasa sighs.
Eren's arms flail before him defensively, "No! It's not that I wish it weren't true, it's just that it's hard to believe considering how you guys are like polar opposites. I mean she's so... y'know-" He awkwardly shrugs his shoulders, expecting the action to speak the words he couldn't find in himself to utter out loud. "And you're... y'know..."
Armin coughs, "Emo."
"I'm not emo! As a matter of fact, I'm not even a goth, contrary to popular belief. I'm just edgy, how hard is it to look up, people?!"
"...what's the difference?"
"Oh, shut up, Armin! That's why your balls haven't dropped!"
"You promised you wouldn't bring that up anymore!"
"Armin, your balls haven't dropped?"
"Oh, look! We're here!"
As Eren looked before them, he was met with the front of an impressive industrialized soccer stadium. The words 'Home of the Scouts' were engraved above the entrance in proud bold letters. He notices that they are currently standing in the middle of the massive parking lot, containing multiple first class busses bearing the titles 'Stohess Stallions'.
Guessing that those belong to the opposing team, and that team was no where to be found, Eren concludes that both teams must be inside already. Which begs the question, how late is this trio?
"You're in the way."
Eren nearly jumps out of his skin at the sudden stern voice, and the freight was not limited to himself. Armin squeaks and hides behind his two friends, using them as human shields, though Mikasa simply whips around with a nasty scowl at her face because, who would have the audacity?
Oh, that's who.
"Hitch."Â She grits.
Coming face to face with a group of girls clad in forest green shorts and jersey's, though their matching team jackets obscured the latter, was intimidating, to say the least. The one standing with the most pride, right at the front and center, wore a smug smirk on her face that her short and wavy dirty blonde hair framed beautifully.
"Well, well, well, would you look at who we have here." She drawls with a laugh. "This is such an interesting trio you guys have going on."
"Mikasa who is this, and why did she come up to us like an anime villain?" Eren whispers towards the ravenette.
"Just our luck." The girl mutters under her breath, not at all a just answer in Eren's eyes, but he was not about to voice his thoughts.
The stranger eyeballs Eren in a way that a certain Ackerman did just a few hours earlier in the day, though this time it did not have him weak in the knees, instead an eerie shiver ran down the length of his spine and caused him to gulp down a yelp.
"Come lookin' for a barf bag, new kid?" She decides to single him out directly, "You know, it's almost funny. I always have the same reaction you did when I see Ackerman as well! I don't blame you, hell, I'd even praise you if it wasn't so disgustingly embarrassing." She jests. "You are new aren't ya? Man, the balls you must have to pull that stunt on your very first day. Oh, the look on her face was enough to have me in tears, I've got to tell you."
"It wasn't on purpose."Â He mumbles with an eye roll.
"Oh, be careful Hitch. You'll make him mad and we just had our jerseys dry cleaned." Comes a voice from beside her, one of her teammates presumably. This draws out many more chuckles from the group of girls, causing Eren's cheeks to heat up from the jab at his poor stomach.
That voice, low but smooth, causes both Armin and Mikasa to stiffen, as if they had recognized it.
"No way..." Armin mutters, his eyes widening in surprise as the owner of the voice made herself visible.
Another blonde, though this one a paler tone, with glacial blue eyes and a sloped nose emerged from the group, a large bag slung over her shoulders and purple cleats hanging from her fingers.
She had an aura about her, one familiar to Eren. One that wrapped itself around every throat and forced the people around her to pay her heed.
"You're right, Annie. Coach would bench us if we happened to sully them and he can't afford to bench his star players." Hitch agrees, though her eyes are not on her apparent teammate. Instead, they seemed to be inspecting Armin and Mikasa's faces, clearly amused by their starstruck expressions.
"Kasa, do something..." Armin whispers.
"What do you want me to do, hex her?"
"Mikasa, long time no see." Annie continues. It seems that the two know each other, perhaps they are old friends? What a heartwarming reunion. "How's it feel living in your cousins shadow?"
Or, perhaps not.
Mikasa's eyes darken and she begins to fumble in her bag for a pair of scissors, "I quite like the shadows, it gives me a place to properly plan your downfall. Maybe even your murder."
Hitch gasps and feigns a frightened expression, "Oh shiver me timbers, small emos are so scary."
"I'll show you scary cunt-"
"Hey hey hey! What's going on here?" Connie unexpectedly appears from behind the trio, his arms making their way around their shoulders. "You guys will be late if you keep loitering around."
"You could never be Bokuto." One of the girls murmur.
"Oh, Connie, I'm so glad you're here. Bend down a little will you? I feel like I have something stuck in my teeth." Hitch jests as she rubs a finger across her pearly whites.
"Aha, funny." Connie grits, "Hey, how's Marlowe by the way? I imagine he's better since he left you for, who was it again?" He asks with a false pensive look.
"Her mom." Armin declares with a proud grin.
The girl clenches her jaw and scowls, "Fuck you, Connie. Isn't yours chilling upside down on a roof?"
"Wrong AU, hitch."
"At least my hair doesn't make me look like I call corporate." Connie retorts.
"Yeah, well at least-"
"Hitch, we don't have time for this." Annie interrupts, holding her wrist out and allowing her teammate to glance at her watch... is that a Rolex? "We still need to warmup."
Eren doesn't think he has ever seen Connie's eyes darken as much as they did then, shooting daggers at the blonde on par with the ones Mikasa fires at her cousin. "You finally decide to talk, Annie?" He calls the girl out.
Without even sparing him a glance, she states a monotone, "I have nothing to say to you." And walks away from the group in pursuit for the entrance.
Following her departure, Hitch scowls at the fact that she too should follow. "Whatever, I'll save my energy for your little friends on the field. You better watch your captain, it'd be a shame if she forgets her place and mysteriously finds herself on her knees where she belongs."
"Don't dish out what you can't take." Connie asserts.
The girl simply rolls her eyes, "Let's go." She says and takes her leave, taking her army of followers along with her.
"Saweetie did it better!" Armin yells after her, to which Mikasa agrees and waves her hand daintily at the group.
"Man, you are having the worst of luck today, aren't you, Eren?" Connie says with a guffaw.
Eren groans and holds his head in his hands. "Trust me, I know."
"I'm surprised you held your own, Connie. Considering that was literally Annie... and she's with Stohess." Mikasa says.
The boy sighs, "Yeah, I know. Fortunately, Reiner found out yesterday, so we weren't as blind sided. Though, we still haven't told the team, and that's been a topic of discourse amongst a couple of our friends." He answers, and the pained expression on his face almost forces Eren to feel sorry for him.
Almost.
Shaking his head lightly to disperse his frown, he instead returns his attention towards the brunet once again. "Anyway, don't worry about Hitch. She's always like that. It's petty school rivalry shit that we used to have with Marley till they shut that school down. Now Stohess thinks they need to step up and claim the spot as our rivals." He explains, though Eren laughs at the ridiculousness of his joke.
They're in high school, clearly it wouldn't actually be that serious, right?
Why is Eren the only one laughing?
"No literally, look." Connie says and juts a finger towards the busses they had spotted earlier. Eren hadn't spotted it before, but right under the school name seemed to be the words, 'Trost Academy rivals! Fuck Marley and Fuck Trost!'
"Oh..." Eren utters breathily, "We're too old for this shit."
"Anyway, we should really get going or else we won't find good seats." Armin ushers his friends with his hands.
"Oh!" Connie exclaims with a newfound grin, one that Eren thinks fits him better than his previous frown. "Don't worry about your seats, you can come chill with us. We've already saved some for you guys."
Armin gasps dramatically and his eyes nearly bulge out of his skull. "Y-you mean, your VIP section? We get to sit in VIP?!" He screeches. Even Mikasa seems taken aback, her jaw slack and her brows hiding behind her bangs, though she didn't dare voice it.
"Yup! Though I had no idea it was called that, Sasha is gonna freak when I tell her!" The teen buzzes with anticipation. "I'll lead the way, come on."
As they begin to follow him, Eren leans into Armin's ear to ask, "Why are they called the VIP seats?"
Armin sputters, "Why else, Eren? They're the best seats in the stadium. The plastics are the only ones to ever use the space, but today we're making history."
"We haven't even told you about the rest of their clique." Mikasa adds.
"The rest? There're more than the eight we've talked about?"
"Oh Eren... there are levels to this shit, okay? Not to mention, lore." Armin says whilst his fingers wiggle before Eren's face to build suspense.
"For instance, remember Annie from earlier? The blondie with blue eyes and a tongue as sharp as a dagger?" Mikasa asks.
"Yeah?"
"Well, she might not act like it, but she's a retired plastic."
"What? You mean she attended Trost at one point? Also, you can retire? Why would she retire?"
"She didn't just attend Trost, she was a founding member of the plastics. A true OG. She helped run our halls. In fact, I'd go as far to say that she was once closer to Y/N than Jean has ever been." Armin said.
"Then, what would make her willingly give that up?"
"Something so simple and obvious, yet achingly torturous that you wouldn't help but sympathize with her. Especially someone like you, wearing your heart on your sleeve like that." Mikasa lightly jabs at her friend.
"Just tell me, 'kasa. I'm not as soft hearted as you think I am." Eren grumbles.
"Unrequited love."
Eren's breath catches in his throat at her words, for he couldn't believe what she was implying. "W-what? You're telling me..."
"Yup," Armin decides to finish his sentence, "We're not sure which way it went or how exactly it went down, but...
One of those girls loved the other far deeper than just mere friendship."
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Days off with them
+ Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Marco, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Levi, Erwin, Hange, Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie, Porco, Pieck, Zeke
Eren; Staying Behind
You and Eren had been assigned cleaning duty that morning - even though it was supposed to be your day off.
Eren listened to you while you ranted and raved about how you shouldn't be doing it and should be allowed to be free for the day.
You'd both been invited to the market with Sasha and Co. but the Eren said he didn't fancy it.
You silently thanked Eren, because you, too, didn't want to go to the market.
The two of you then spent the day sparring together and messing around.
Mikasa; Hanging out
You'd gone camping the night prior to your day off. Your camp consisted of the top ten in the cadets and a few others, such as yourself and Armin.
You'd shared a tent with Sasha and Mikasa, so the three of you all woke up around the same time.
Sasha was excited to go hunting so she left just you and Mikasa to decide what to do for the day.
It was Mikasa who asked if you wanted to spend the day with her, much to your surprise.
Armin; Library
The two of you met, coincidentally, in the library. You'd been looking for a book all morning and couldn't find it anywhere.
As it turns out, Armin had already checked that book out, although he hadn't read it yet.
He told you his plans for the day; to read under a tree until sundown, then go home and read some more.
Since he had the book you wanted, you proposed you tag along with him, and read the book you wanted together.
Marco; Lazy Day
You weren't used to having time to yourself. So, when the time came to relaxing you weren't sure what to do with yourself.
Like most soldiers you slept in, but this made you miss breakfast.
You soon learned that Marco had been waiting for you all morning in the mess hall.
He brought breakfast to your room and helped you adjust to the free time.
You ended up being overwhelmed from actually being able the think for once. Marco stayed with you, per your request, and comforted you the entire day.
Jean; Market
Jean's love language is quality time (among others), so on days off he often waits for his friends to suggest something and just tags along.
He's down for anything as long as he's with the people he loves, especially you.
He also loves doing things, he's not one to just sit around and talk, he like to be actively doing something. i.e. walking around, cleaning, working out. He doesn't mind what he's doing, as long as he's not doing it alone.
He LOVES the marketplace. He finds comfort in the ambience of the bustling people.
Connie; Visiting Family
Any excuse to go home, and Connie is there.
Recently though, he's been torn between savouring the time with his friends or visiting his family again.
Either way he might not see any of them again, so he often acts out of impulse on the day.
So, being the genius he is, he drags you along to visit his family with him.
Sasha; Hunting
She offered to teach you how to hunt, telling you it was an essential life tool.
You listened to her intently, being sure to mimic her movements precisely.
Still when it came to killing a small bunny, you couldn't bring yourself to do it.
She found it so heart warming that you couldn't kill the innocent, contrary to the way you were on a battlefield.
Levi; Tea Shop
Days off for the Scout's faculty don't really exist, most live by the "I'll sleep when I'm dead" motto â especially Levi
Still, you had convinced him to tackle his ever-growing pile of paperwork in a small tea shop in the market.
It didn't last long, he hated how many people came in and out of the shop, no work was completed.
Instead, the two of you peacefully people watched soaking up each other's company
Hange; Experiments
As per, Hange could be found hunched over their notes, frothing at the mouth thinking about the breakthroughs they could make.
They insisted you work with them to come up with new theories.
You were smart and they respected that, plus you had a similar passion as them â less to do with titans and more to do with finding out the truth.
It wasn't how you'd wanted to sped your day off, but seeing Hange light up when you'd theorise with them made it worth it.
Erwin; Working
What else would this man be doing? He was more likely to work himself into a grave than he was to die in combat.
Still, he didn't often get time to simply hang out with his comrades. So, he got up early, working himself to the bone to get his paperwork done at record pace, simply so he could spend a blissful summers evening in your company.
Reiner; Napping
It wasn't his intention, nor yours, to fall asleep in the pasture.
You had been cloud watching, trying your hardest to take your minds off the horrors that played on repeat.
You brought each other so much comfort that it was almost impossible to not feel tired around each other.
It was jean who found you two, tangled together in the field. He NEVER let you two live it down.
Bertholdt; Market
Everyone had suggested it, but neither of you wanted to go. Still, come 7 am, you found yourself in the back of a cart and on your way to the market.
Somewhere throughout the day you had lost everyone, leaving the two of you alone together, to wander the stalls.
Bert felt rather homesick, seeing all the shops gave him a horrid nostalgia. You'd taken notice of his hesitation and hooked your arm with his, trying to offer his as much comfort as possible.
He was taken aback sure, but your touch helped him more than he thought it could. To be honest, it scared him a little.
Annie; Hanging out
Absolutely, not in the mood to do anything, ever. She just wants to get her mission over with, she has no real reason to do anything or make friends.
Still, she's grateful that you, along with some others, still try to spend time with her.
Even so, she spends the day in her room but not without inviting you to come sit with her.
Porco; Beach Walk
You had decided to travel along the coast for your day out, desperate to get away from the busy city.
Was it an authorised absence? Not at all. And somehow you managed to convince Porco to come with you.
You didn't tell him that you 'technically' weren't allowed to be leaving Liberio, when he find out he tried to convince you to go back, scared of the repercussions.
However, after seeing you so happy to be on the beach, he decided the consequences would be worth it, given neither of you had long left to live.
Pieck; Hanging out
Still not used to her legs, Pieck had asked you to stay with her while she caught up on her books.
She'd been wanting to read them when she got back from Paradis, so to do so in your company was more than she could have hoped for.
Though, she often found herself getting distracted by you, who sat next to her, head bobbing as you feel asleep reading your own book.
Zeke; Hanging Out
Simply put, he took you on a walk around Liberio.
He kept you close the whole time, being sure you were safe, talking about everything and nothing.
He was content with just being.
Even for just a moment, if he could exist alongside you, everything he'd done would have been worth it.
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Attack On Titan: LAST ATTACK New Countdown Illustration!!!
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The Aot girlies as tweets
1- Annie
2- Mikasa (only w/ ykw đ)
3- Hitch
4- Hange (truuust me when I say thisđđ)
5- Ymir (sheâs shading Reiner)
6- Sasha
7- Historia
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