#obey me zeke

[zeke-in-devildom]

Dissonance - Chapter 29: Last to Know

It would seem that the RAD student body had decided to collectively lose their goddamn minds over the course of Zeke’s near month-long absence. No wonder Lucifer had been reluctant to allow him to return to classes, or even leave the house. Three lesser demons had approached him to nervously ask for a pact before the first class. Zeke had politely declined each request, with great confusion, while Asmo had flippantly dismissed their classmates after his rejections. For some reason the lust demon hadn’t seemed all that surprised by the sudden interest in Zeke from the lesser demons, just amused by it.

Reaching his locker had only brought even greater bewilderment. Opening it caused a small avalanche of envelopes to scatter across the floor around his feet. He had to very carefully step back from them. Some were cursed, while others had charm enchantments meant to ensnare his mind to make him susceptible to the sender or even to make him infatuated with the spell caster. Zeke was suddenly extra appreciative of his ability to sense and see magic so clearly. 

It would have been bad to have fallen victim to any of those.

“Okay, seriously, what the actual fuck?” Zeke reached down and picked up one of the envelopes that had no magic attached to it, still using caution when opening it to pull out the letter inside. His eyebrows climbed higher by the sentence as he read the first of what had to be dozens of correspondence. Quickly tearing open and skimming a few more painted a clearer picture.

They were all fan letters, pact requests, and confessions. Well, most of them, he opened one that seemed to be nothing but hatred and vitriol vomited onto parchment, as well as some colorful threats. There were several letters in the same vein mixed into the fawning ones, some more subtle than others, some with more veiled threats than blatant.

“You’re really popular now, aren’t you darling?” Asmo seemed almost gleeful about it, the Avatar of Lust had followed Zeke’s example and had begun opening and reading through some of the letters addressed to Zeke.

“Why though?” That was what he really couldn’t understand. He had gotten magic sickness and been sequestered in the House of Lamentation for weeks. Zeke hadn’t done anything to garner this kind of attention, as far as he was aware of and he doubted a human getting sick would get this kind of reaction.

When his identity as E. J. Novak was made public, his popularity had exploded, but the threat and chaos of midterms had tempered the overall reaction. Everyone was too busy to really pay it that much attention at the time, now that midterms were over, it would seem the gossip mill had pushed him into an uncomfortable amount of spotlight - and E. J. Novak was just the tip of the iceberg. 

A gentle interrogation of Asmo had more answers for him, and he felt a slight sense of betrayal that none of the brothers, not even his dear Satan, had warned him about the absolute madhouse he was about to return to today. He had an awful lot to think about as he tried to get through each of his morning classes.

Apparently the fact that he had made pacts with all seven of the brothers, a feat no human had ever come even close to before, was now common knowledge. They had not really planned to talk about those pacts, but he hadn’t been actively trying to hide the fact that he had them either. Well, except perhaps for Lucifer’s pact, but it would seem someone had let that slip.

All of the brothers had fan clubs devoted to them, when he’d first arrived he had been a bit stunned at just how popular they were, but eventually had decided it made sense. With titles like Seven Rules of Hell and Seven Deadly Sins it made since that they were treated like celebrities. Those fan clubs would be the largest source of frustration and headache, it seemed. The members of said clubs had become split between those that resented the idea their favored lord would lower themselves to make a pact with an unremarkable human like Zeke and those that decided that Zeke was now someone to offer some small amount of deference. 

If that wasn’t enough attention, it seemed that his relationship with Satan shifting from platonic to romantic was also hot gossip. The whispers and glances followed him all day. Some looked with envy, some with contempt, and a surprising amount with a certain level of respect and consideration that had not been present before. If he had to guess, the ones that decided to show him more respect did not want to get on Satan’s bad side by disrespecting or upsetting him.

Probably a wise decision.

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It wasn’t just the demons that he had to worry about, though. Zeke’s first two classes on Mondays were with the angels, and he usually ate lunch with them and Solomon, kind of an exchange student solidarity tradition. Sometimes one or more of the brothers would join them, today it was only the angels, the sorcerer, and him.

Zeke sighed heavily as he avoided looking at the small angel sitting at the lunch table with him. Luke had given him an earful, both about the pacts, and his decision to date a demon. Especially a demon with as fearsome a reputation as The Avatar of Wrath. The little angel was still giving him the side-eye every few minutes. Simeon had seemed far more accepting of the news, although he got the distinct impression that the archangel was also disappointed with this development. 

It was all over his aura.

Of course the angels would disapprove. Solomon on the other hand was insufferably smug about it, taking credit for giving them the nudge that got them to stop dancing around their very obvious crushes on each other. He wished he could stay annoyed with the sorcerer, but Zeke was far too happy about his new relationship to be petty. Even if he couldn’t stay with Satan for long, he wanted to cherish it while he could. 

“Did those demons really send you so many letters?” Luke’s voice was still dripping with disapproval.

“Unfortunately.” Zeke sighed again as he thought about the dozens of envelopes that had flooded out of his locker that morning. What a headache.

“It makes sense that lesser demons would try to gain your favor. You have pacts with all of the Avatars, so I imagine they think they can use you for their own benefit. The threats are mostly empty, so I would ignore those. It isn’t like they can actually touch you while you’re under my protection. The brothers’ and Lord Diavolo’s protection too, I guess.” Solomon seemed unbothered by the situation.

“Us too! Simeon and I will protect you from those nasty demons.” Luke seemed very determined and was doing his best to put on a brave face.

“Thanks Luke, I know I’ll be fine with you looking out for me.” Zeke managed to only let out a small huff instead of a full on chuckle at the way his little friend puffed up with pride at the acknowledgment. He was sure that would have upset the wee baby angel. Luke hated being treated like he was just an adorable kid, even though he totally was.

“While I agree with Solomon that you have plenty of protection, I do still find those letters somewhat unsettling.” Simeon didn’t have to elaborate. He’d told them about the handful of cursed envelops, as well as the dozen or so enchanted ones.

“I already handed them over to Lucifer and Lord Diavolo. They’ll take care of it.” Zeke shrugged, not particularly worried about it. Lucifer had taken all the letters, both harmful and harmless. 

“They’re actually going to hold a student council meeting after school over it, which seems a little like an overreaction, but eh. Oh! That reminds me, can any of you walk me home today? I can’t walk by myself, and all the brothers will be at the meeting.”

“I would be happy to walk you home, Zeke. Actually, would you like to join us at Purgatory Hall until the brothers finish their meeting?” Simeon smiled at him the same as he ever did, so warm and sweet. Ugh. He might be dating Satan but the angel was still going to kill him at this rate.

“Yeah! We can work on homework together and then I have a new puzzle I want to start!” Luke’s excitement was adorable. “Plus that house is creepy. Won’t you be scared staying there alone?”

“I wouldn’t be alone that long, Luke. Besides, I don’t think the House of Lamentation is scary at all. I love living there.” Zeke did laugh lightly at the way Luke’s face scrunched up at his declaration of love for the old haunted mansion.

“Lucifer’s ban on magic lessons has finally been lifted and we have a lot of work to do. We’ll all walk to Purgatory Hall together after class. We can help each other with homework, then I can start teaching you some more defensive spells.” Solomon wasn’t framing it as a suggestion, but Zeke was eager to get back to his lessons, so was more than happy to agree.

[demon-master-zero]

Fear and Midnight for game!

What is your OC's greatest fear? What do they do when confronted with it? Are they open with their fear, or do they hide it away?

Zeke has already lived his greatest fear - which is to lose someone he loves. He doesn't talk about it. Hates talking about it. At one point he thought he had nothing left to really lose. As he gets closer to the OM cast that fear is slowly creeping back up on him.

What keeps your OC up at night? Do they have nightmares? Fears? Anxieties? What do they do in the small hours of the morning when they should be sleeping?

Zeke has insomnia and nightmares. Being a psychic his dreams can be prophetic, so sometimes his nightmares actually come true. He sleeps only when he can no longer keep his eyes open. His abundant free time is usually spent studying, reading, or writing.

[vante1920pm]

›✭ purgatory hall !!

── fluff ( ✧ ) › ── angst ( ⚘ ) › ── mini series ( ﻬ꜆ )

SOLOMON ! ✩

── nothing yet

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SIMEON ! ✩

── nothing yet

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LUKE ! ✩

── nothing yet

© 2023, VANTE1920PM

[luvfy0dor]

Bites or Hickeys? Various x GN!Reader ੈ✩‧₊˚

Warnings; suggestive, obv biting, hickeys, perhaps ooc,

Fandoms; Bungo Stray Dogs, Death Note, Attack on Titan, Obey Me

A/n; ogs remember when I was purple, but anyways happy 1 year of writing to me!! I'm super proud of my account and I'm so insanely thankful for all the love I've received and acquaintances/friends I've made. Thank you guys so much <3 even tho there have been times where I really thought I'd quit, I kept going and I'm so grateful I did

Bites ★

The feeling of their teeth sinking into your skin makes them feel almost electric, as if a spark has been lit inside their chest and cause an explosion of carnal desire. Some are softer with it, kissing and licking over the imprints of their teeth to soothe the mild pain it might have caused, but others just bite and move on to the next unoccupied spot. They can't help how desperate they are for you and to prove to themselves that they have you, and their affectionate gestures prove that theyre yours. After all, they'd never do the same for anyone else. Ofcourse after the heat of the moment died down, whether they were gentler or rougher earlier, they'd kiss over the indents and whisper soft praises and murmurs about whatever came to mind. Moments like those were their favorites- second to the actual rendezvous, ofcourse.

• RANPO, Dazai, Akutagwa, Kaji, Twain, Sasha, Zeke, Pieck, MELLO, Belphie, Satan, Leviathan

Hickeys ★

They prefer giving hickeys, sometimes because they think it's classier than biting, and others because they don't want to hurt you by biting too hard. They will, however, make you look just as ravaged, littering your pretty skin with dark, organically shaped marks. Their hands pin your wrists above your head while they suck and lick at your neck, humming as if they were enjoying a meal made by a world-class chef. Their eyes would flicker up to meet yours every now and again, lips curling upwards as they shove one of their knees between yours, allowing you to grind against their thigh while they make quick work of undoing your top and belt. They're far more shameless when they're leaving them along your thighs, so shameless that you almost look like you were bruised- no one was going to see them anyways, so why should they be modest? They'd be lying if they said being able to claim you in such a way didnt turn them on. ♡⁠˖

• fyodor, Sigma, Kunikida, Ango, Mori, Fitzgerald, Fukuzawa, Margaret, Poe, Erwin, Mikasa, Reiner, Historia, Lucifer

Both! ★

They simply can't choose, whether adorning your neck and thighs in dark, dotted half-moons or burgundy splotches, they can't get enough of you. They usually leave them in concealed places, but sometimes it's so difficult to not mark you up all over, especially when you're writhing underneath them and clinging to them like a vice because their lips and mouth just feel that good. You'd intertwines your fingers in their hair, pulling them closer or tugging them away when you're lying breathlessly in the wrinkled and messy sheets. They'd ask you if it's too much, rubbing circles into the sides of your hips with a wide, cheeky grin. God, you looked so good underneath them, all bashful and shy with your eyes half lidded and your lips slightly agape. Your labored breaths and quiet sighs were like music to their ears, so really, how could they choose just one when they could give you both and double the fun? ♡⁠˖

• NIKOLAI, Chuuya, yosano, bram, Oda, Atsushi, Lucy, Mushitaro, Tecchou, Tachihara, Eren, jean, Connie, Armin, Hange, maybeee levi, Ymir, Matt, Matsuda, Misa, im torn between both and neither for L, Mammon, Asmo, Beel

Neither ★

They prefer not to leave a physical mark on you, but rather give you a good time to remember them by. A mark will fade quicker than a memory. ♡⁠˖

• Nathaniel Hawthorne, Light, Jouno

A/n: hey chat I didn't realize today was my anniversary so I kinda speedran the characters, it might not be SUIUUPER in character so I'm sorry 😞

[yanderenightmare]

TW: nsfw, noncon/dubcon, pet play, collaring, degradation, Daddy kink, hints of abuse

gn reader

Thinking about being an older guy’s pleasure pet… 

He sits down with a labored huff, manspreading widely with his cock hanging freely between his thick thighs. It’s too heavy to stand on its own – chubby and veined from hilt to bulbous tip, dripping white coins on the floor.

He pets the bed next to him, curling his finger at you, beckoning you to crawl over with a gentle smile as he tells you it’s time for your midnight feeding.

You obey, coming to kneel before him, letting his large hand cup your whole face in a warm and calloused hand. 

“Open up, baby.” He hums, and you drop your jaw to receive the slow drop of spit he lets go into your mouth – it’s thick on your tongue, sliding slowly down your throat with a taste of scotch and tobacco.

It takes everything in you not to gag – but you know a slap from his hand is enough to pop your lip and make your jaw feel broken – so you swallow with a happy sigh as if it were delicious. 

“Good baby~” He praises, pinching your cheek softly while picking up your leash in the other hand – tugging it just a bit to pull you closer until you’re smothered in his fat manhood.

His strong thighs are spread just wide enough to allow you to fit between them and just close enough to still hug and nestle your head snugly. He lays the length of his cock on top of you, awing at the sight while measuring it with your sweet face.

“Begin.” He’ll say – his lazy gaze heavy with heat, hooded and soaked with enjoyment as he watches you wet your lips before kissing his weighty set of balls, his precum sticking to you in pretty pearl necklaces.

He’ll groan loudly, keeping his eyes on yours and how big and pretty they are, looking up at him so submissively while he tangles his hand in your hair – promptly angling your pretty face up and down his shaft.

“I want your tongue, baby.” He might say if you waste his time. Giving your collar a lax pull and your scalp an eager tug, prompting you to finally taste that thick heated mess you’ve made – pilling from his dickhole – shuddering with his head thrown back as you clean it with a sweet kitten lick. “Yesss, baby- drink Daddy’s milk~”

He’ll lock his hairy thighs around your face – keep you there – wearing your throat like a sleeve with your nose buried in his belly chub – with no air – just the intimacy of his heavy leer, endeared by the sight of your pretty eyes welling with tears as you try your best to please him – sucking and hallowing your cheeks, moaning to show him how much you enjoy it. 

When he finally cums, his broad chest heaving in an arch and a loud moan of your name, he’ll tug his cock against your face, with his leaky tip slapping your tongue and his balls swinging against your chin before spurting his batter right into your gaping mouth. Shuddering from the bliss of it when painting your face in the white thickness.

When finished, he’ll sigh happily – his head lolling back, slanted to the side while looking down at you with a peaceful smile on his lips. “Thank you, Baby~ I needed that. My balls were so full I thought they’d explode. But you drank it all like a good cum-junkie should, didn’t you?” He coos proudly, petting your hair slowly – still with his softening cock resting on your face – looking so cute, all dewy with sweat and cum – his thick thighs cradling you just lax enough to allow you to pant for air again. “For your reward, I’ll let you pick which hole I stuff first in the morning~” 

He enjoys the sweet curl his promise elicits between your brows. Makes him want to sit on top of you and fuck the pretty expression for another hour.

But it’s getting late.

“For now- clean me up so we can go to bed, baby~”

BNHA – Enji, Aizawa, Bakugou, Deku, Kirishima

JJK – Nanami, Geto, Toji, Kenjaku

AOT – Erwin, Zeke

[demon-master-zero]

My MC:

Ezekiel Jada Pendergast (Human)

Obey Me OCs:

Valentine Falto (Human?)

Tobias Hunter (Werewolf)

Silas Castellanos (Vampire)

Zenith Ladon Atlas de la Rune (Dragon)

Wren Corbyn (Half-Fae)

Ashe Von Brandt (Phoenix Yokai)

Damon (Half-Demon)

OBEY ME MC & OC ASK GAME

an ask game specifically for your Obey Me MCs and OCs! List the OCs and MCs you want to get asks for and specify which species they are so people know which species-specific questions they can ask you Some questions have a lot of aspects to them; they're there to give you a little nudge in case you have no idea how to approach the question, but the only really important bit is the first question!

⸺ GENERAL INFO ⸺

01: What is their opinion on the other species? Would they rather be a different one? 02: Do they have a nickname? 03: When is their birthday? Do they celebrate it? Do they even remember it in the first place? 04: What kind of magic do they possess? If they can't use any, do they have magic potential slumbering within them? 05: Which deadly sin best aligns with them? Which one do they embody the least? 06: Have they been to other realms? Which one is their favorite and why? 07: What is their favorite place, and what do they love so much about it? 08: Do they have a kill count? How high is it? 09: Do they attend RAD? What is their role there? Their best subject/the one they teach? Club activties? If they don't attend RAD, what do they do? 10: What was there initial reaction to Diavolo's plans of uniting the three realms? Has their opinion changed? 11: Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What is their most vivid childhood memory? 12: What is something they have experienced that has shaped them into the person they are today?

⸺ RELATIONSHIPS & PERSONALITY ⸺

01: What's their relationship with the cast? [anon chooses at least one character for this one; MC is part of the cast if you're asking about OCs] 02: On a scale of 1 to 10, how annoying are they to Lucifer? :) 03: What is their family like? Do they have siblings? Pets? 04: What is a character trait that will immediately make them despise someone? On the flip side, how can you easily win their favor? 05: Do they openly show affection? What is their love language? [platonic or romantic] 06: Are they interested in romantic relationships? Do they have any experience? Are they proactive or would they rather be persued? 07: Would they date an immortal being if they aren't immortal themself, and vice-versa? 08: Are they easy to read or do they mask their intentions perfectly? Are they manipulative? A good liar maybe? What are their tells? 09: How is their temper? Are they quick to violence? Do they get frustrated easily? 10: Do they wear their emotions on their sleeve, or do they try to hide them from others as best as they can? Do they try to hide them from themself, too? 11: Do they cry often? What is the last thing they cried about? 12: What makes them soft? 13: What is their greatest wish? What would they be willing to sacrific to get it? 14: What is their biggest regret? 15: What is there biggest fear? Is there something they try to avoid at all cost? 16: How do they react when stressed? How does their behaviour differ when in a life or death situation? 17: What is a side of themself they don't want other to see? When does that side reveal itself?

⸺ CONCEPT AND DESIGN ⸺

01: How often do you think about them in a day? Be honest, I know they torment you in your thoughts as much as you torment them :) 02: What inspired you to create them, and what is the first thing you decided about them? 03: What is the biggest change you have made from their original concept? 04: What do they look like? Do you have a picture/picrew of what you envision them to look like? 05: Do they have any physical attributes that set them apart from others? 06: What is their clothing style? Do they out a lot of effort into their appearance? 07: How do you imagine their voice? Are they loud? 08: Anything you heavily associate with them? A color, a word, a picture, or something else? 09: Share some fluff headcanons about them! 10: How about some angst headcanons? >:) 11: Bonus: something else you really want to share about them that isn't mentioned on here ♡

⸺⸺ SPECIES-SPECIFIC QUESTIONS

⸺ ANGEL ⸺

01: What rank do they have? [seraphim, cherubium, ophanim, ...] 02: How many wings do they have? Do they display them proudly, or do they try to hide them whenever possible? What kind of halo do they have? 03: Do they sometimes sneak out to visit the other realms? 04: Are they a guardian angel to someone? 05: Have they seen Michael in person and do they think he looks like a jellyfish? [the second part is mandatory, don't skip] 06: Did they know the brothers before they fell? Regardless of if they have or not, was is their opinion of them? And what do they think of fallen angels in general? 07: Did they fight in the Celestial War? What side were they on and why? 08: Have they ever questioned Father? What for? Were they punished for it? 09: How close are they to falling? If they are a fallen angel, what made them fall? 10: What is something they would willingly fall for?

⸺ DEMON ⸺

01: Wings or tail(s) in demon form? What do their horns look like? 02: Are they part of demon nobility or would they have taken the train back in the day? 03: Do they have any special abilities? [such as Mephisto's power to essentially forge pacts with demons, Lucifer's power to read and manipulate memories, and so on] 04: Are they a fallen angel? If so, do they regret falling? 05: Have they forged any pacts yet? How eager are they to do so, and do they forge them often? If they haven't, why not? 06: How would they go about forging pacts? Do they have a specific strategy they fall back on, or do they go with the flow? 07: How loyal are they to their human master? 08: Have they given anyone their grimoire? 09: What do they do with human souls? 10: Solomon shows up at their doorstep in the middle of the night to ask for a pact. How do they react? 11: What is their opinion of Diavolo as a ruler? Have they experienced the reign of any other demon kings? How does Diavolo compare in their opinion? 12: What was their reaction to the brothers first arrving in the Devildom? Were they scared of a potential war? Hostile toward them? Did they extend a helping hand? 13: If they attend RAD, were they chosen for the exchange program? Did they go to the Celestial Realm or the human realm?

⸺ HUMAN ⸺

01: How old are they? 02: Are they immortal? If given the opportunity, would they like to be? 03: Did they believe in demons and angels before the exchange program? Did they have any contact with the paranormal before it? 04: Do they have a guardian angel? Have they forged any pacts? 05: Are they into demons and/or angels? If they had to choose one or the other, which one would they go for? [trying to word this SFW but I'm sure you know what I mean :)] 06: Who do they trust more—angels or demons? Why? 07: Where do you think they would most likely end up in—heaven or hell? 08: Do they carry anything with them to protect themself from the paranormal? 09: How close were they to just bless the water inside a demon's body and turn it into holy water because they were just so done with them?

[lostcauses-noregrets]

not late to the fandom, just really not updated. last time I was on the ackerman bond between Levi x Erwin was canonically proven, but I have seen people in the tags and some other comments say it was disproven later on. would you mind explaining to me what the hell happened? thank you very much for your existence in this eruri fandom <3 you are doing the titan's lord works!

Awww thank you dear <3  

Okay not so short summary…

The bond between the Ackermans and their lieges was first mentioned by Isayama in the Answers Guidebook which was published in 2016, the same week as chapter 84, Midnight Sun (boy was that a head fuck). In the book Isayama said: 

Isayama With the heroes of American comics, conflicts dealing with the situation “with great power, comes great responsibility” have been depicted. In Levi’s case, if he had no power, he would probably have been an ordinary person with no responsibilities but, as a consequence of having power, that he became a person excessively burdened with responsibility. Kenny talked about “everyone… was a slave to something…”, when he put the question to Levi “what is yours!?”, Levi himself too perceived it. That he himself too was a slave in regard to his own strength. The sense of duty that “I must become a hero”. …the same thing can be said of Mikasa too but…, for the Ackerman family, in the service of their master, there are many people who are able to manifest their power to its maximum. —Eh!? (surprise) About that, isn’t this information that hasn’t been talked about in the original story!! Certainly for Mikasa it’s Eren, for Kenny it’s Uri that is the lord/master-like existence… Isayama In Levi’s case, it’s Erwin. As the existence who surpasses him, he has acknowledged Erwin or how should I put it. That is the Ackerman lineage or rather, the instinctive part probably.

This became known as the “Ackerbond”, though that is a term that was made up by the fandom.  There is no explicit mention of the bond in the manga until chapter 112 when Eren tells Mikasa that she is a slave to her Ackerman instincts, who is compelled to follow her host’s orders without question. (Cue lots of hand wringing about the “abusive” nature of the Ackerbond.)

However later in chapter 130, in an extended flashback, Zeke tells Eren that there is no such thing as Ackermans having “ingrained behaviour” or “compelled instinct” to protect their “host”, and that the real reason that Mikasa shows him so much kindness and affection is that she loves him. 

For once, Zeke is right, as this ties in exactly with what Isayama went on to say about the Ackermans in the Answers book:

— Regarding Mikasa and Levi’s Ackerman family mystery, we’re also receiving more clarity! Can we say that Mikasa, Levi, Kenny are all part of the same Ackerman bloodline? Isayama: They are all part of the same Ackerman bloodline. However, their reasons for protecting their respective counterparts don’t have anything to do with the bloodline itself - it’s just their nature (laughs). Within the story, Mikasa and Levi almost have the guardian/knight-like roles, right? That’s because they encountered the existence of a “boss”-like individual, and the desire to work for that person is very in line with their personalities.

So there you have it.  The so-called Ackerbond isn’t mysterious blood magic that forces Ackermans to obey their host, however it is in their nature to devote their strength to an individual they choose, whose “existence surpasses them”.  Put in broad terms, Eren “surpasses” Mikasa because he gives her courage, safety, family, all things she has lost when they first meet.  Uri surpasses Kenny because he has unlimited power and compassion and sees the good in everyone.  And Erwin surpasses Levi because he has a cause to fight for, one that Levi can dedicate his strength to.  I once read someone describing the relationship between the Ackermans and their significant others as a particularly selfless form of love and a deep seated desire to protect, which seems to hit the nail right on the head. 

If you want more info about the Ackerbond I have many posts here: Ackermans Master Post and Ackerbond / Ackerbonds, and @tsuki-no-ura has helpfully provided a translation of the relevant passages of the Answers book here: Answers Guidebook Interview about Levi and Erwin.

[All translations by @fuku-shuu​ (x),  @ningen-suki​ (x) and @tsuki-no-ura (x).]

[arminsumi]

hiii ^^ (It’s me again, sorry that I’m writting so many request but the way you wirte is something)

so, i have been thinking if you could wirte pt.2 for ,,Marley’s Guaradian” — and if you dont have any ideas, honestly I have one — so basically Armin brought reader to the aircraft, and Levi is obviously upset with him. while they are having a little argument, where Armin tries to explain Why did he brought someone so dangerous here, reader tries to knock out Eren, since he has the Founding titan, and Marleyan Army wants it back, Armin obviously stop reader before anything serious happens + reader finds out about Zeke’s betrayal

sorry if It’s too much, i’m sending you virtual cup of motivation and thumbs up for whatever you are working on! take care and dont push yourself too much!

p.s. i wirte the request again beacuse something went down with my Tumblr — if you see another one from my acc with the same text you can ignore it, beacuse i dont know if i actually sent it ^^

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Marley's Guardian Ⅱ

Armin x fem!reader / part Ⅰ

Overview; Armin brought you back to the airship and you found out the truth about your War Chief.

Content; drama, angst, canon!au, Marleyan!reader, switching sides (obeying Armin's commands)

Warnings; S4 spoilers!!! mild violence (hair pulling, Levi giving verbal threats, reader scratching Eren and drawing blood), profanity, S4 Sasha scene, total cliffhanger ending because i'm mean lol

Note; ah dw i love to receive your requests! actually i originally planned to write about armin bringing Y/n back to the airship, but i wasn't sure on the length so i just deleted like two paragraphs' worth of content 😂💀 also SRRY IF THIS IS AGONIZINGLY LONG but i had too much fun writing it while listening to the most dramatic aot ost lol

Armin's hands were trembling.

"You brought their god damn dog on board? Are you trying to kill us, Armin?!" Levi spat.

"Sir — " Armin choked. " — sir, I couldn't leave her to die. I'll accept the consequences for anything that happens from here — could... could you please stop holding her by the hair?" he asked nervously.

Levi's eyes became slitted with anger as they flitted between you and the blond, bloodied soldier. It required incredible strength to fight an Ackerman as a sword-wielding combatant, but with words it required an otherworldly courage.

"Sure." he said slowly, dangerously, and hauled your weight by the hair — a searing pain spread across your scalp.

Everything was a bit blurry, but you felt cool wind brush your face. You were high up... up in the sky? The Scout's airship door was slid open, turbulent airflow filled the gondola. You were forced into a kneel at the edge, too weak to fight back yet Levi still held apprehension in his chest because of you.

"Shall I let her hair go now?" Levi asked sarcastically.

"No!"

You saw Armin's eyes glaze over with fear, you heard him babbling desperately to his captain.

"If I toss her off this airship right now, I will sleep soundly tonight."

"Captain! Please hear me out!" Armin exclaimed desperately. "It would be senseless murder, she's no longer hostile! Like I said earlier, she could have killed me, but she didn't!"

A long silence ensued after his words, one impenetrably thick and jarringly apprehensive.

"Captain..." Armin's voice weakly punctured the silence. He sounded like he was using the last of his strained vocal chords to plead with Levi.

"She's their weapon. Don't mistake her docile behavior for surrender, Armin, she's just out of ammo after fighting."

"Captain."

"She's their weapon." Levi repeated through gritted teeth, "Unless you intend to keep her as such, I'm kicking her off right now."

Armin's mind buzzed for solutions as the longest silence yet ensued.

"C — can we bring her to Commander Hange first?" Armin asked.

After a small moment of begging, another silence ensued, one broken by the harsh and grating sound of your whimper as Levi flung your body in the opposite direction of the airship's exit.

Without regard for his comrade's bewildered stares, Armin rushed to you. "Are you okay?" he asked. The smallest head tilt from you was enough to settle Armin's high-strung nerves.

Levi let out a forfeiting sigh, "Sleep is for the wicked..." he grumbled under his breath. "Alright, let's take her to Hange and that mutt. Mikasa, come with us."

Now, you were supposed to be at your weakest — or so that's what Levi and Armin and the rest of their comrades in the gondola thought.

But when the door leading into the airship's control slid open to reveal Eren Jaeger, you lunged for him like a dragon.

Though he had quick reaction time, you clawed at him much faster than he could shield his face, resulting in three stripes of red across his cheek. He bore a grimace of wolf-like canines.

It required both Levi and Mikasa to restrain you while you thrashed around, but they didn't have to for long.

In your fit of blinded vengeance, you didn't notice a very familiar face sitting besides the owner of the Founding titan, whose hurt face healed over, whisps of steam rising out from your claw marks until they disappeared entirely.

"Stand down, Y/n." Zeke's voice penetrated the atmosphere.

You looked at him wide-eyed, utterly shaken.

"... War Chief?" you croaked confusedly.

But your confusion dissipated at once. Understanding dawned on your face, causing your features to be dragged down.

"Treacherous bastard!" you screamed piercingly, Armin winced. "I once revered you! Bastard! Bastard!"

You ran your foul mouth on the War Chief, calling him audacious, calling him vermin, calling him a lot of things until the atmosphere felt aflame; Armin stepped in with a voice smooth like flowing rivers.

"Stand down, Y/n." he commanded simply, and you obeyed like a dog. He knew something very important about you that you weren't even fully aware of.

See, when you bore witness to your War Chief's treachery, these invisible threads keeping you sewn to his command snapped. Armin could tell, so he played a little experiment, sort of like throwing a stray dog a bone — to see if it would go for it.

It surprised everyone else to see you cease at once after Armin told you to. His blue eyes brought a calming sensation over you. When you looked into them, it felt like you were being stared at by an angel, although that was laughably ironic, considering what people called Eldians in Marley.

"Commander Hange, I have a proposal to make." Armin stood to his superior confidently, while Hange willingly listened.

The air in the airship's gondola shook with celebratory roars from the Eldian soldiers, Floch at the center causing it all.

But packed away into the quiet area were Jean, Connie and Sasha.

"Like hell she's on our side... I'm sleeping with not just one eye open, but two eyes open 'till we get back on solid land." Connie huffed.

Jean looked over at him, "Connie... that just means you won't be sleeping, if you have two eyes open you're awake." he sighed at his friend's stupidity.

"I know! It was a joke — " he began, "Anyways. No one trusts that reaper, so why does Armin?"

Jean shrugged.

"I think she may genuinely be on our side." Sasha chimed, her tone lighthearted for the fact it was a very wild situation. The enemy who had slain countless people in the Eldian army was on their side?

"Seriously?!" Connie began argumentatively.

The door slid open. Jean's eyes spotted you as soon as you emerged.

You squeezed into the celebrating crowd of Eldian soldiers, without Armin by your side. In the other room, unbeknownst to the others, he was previously wiping blood off of your cheek with his handkerchief. He reared his pretty blue eyes at you, and softly commanded that you wait for him in the other room.

Now he remained in the control room, discussing the future with Hange and Levi, while you tried to discretely blend in with everyone else.

"Heya, nice 't have ya on our side." Sasha greeted you.

Because Floch flashed a hostile look your way, you decided to stay with these three.

The conversation staggered due to your blunt responses. But it ceased completely in a moment, a quick yet slow moment.

Your keen senses felt someone clamber onboard the airship, and your lightning reflexes shielded Sasha from taking her fated gunshot wound to the chest.

BANG

Wispy fumes curled up out of the shotgun's muzzle. At the end of the gun's neck was none other than your little sister, Gabi.

🏷️; @chuuyasballz

[cosmicjoke]

hi, I have two questions I would like to ask about the ending of AOT and I was hoping you explain them to me.

there is something I’m not clear about Eren. If Eren wanted to kill 100% of the world but he knew his friends would stop him, why couldn’t he take away their titan powers or left them in the paths until he could finish the rumbling. I know he wants to give them freedom but I’m not quite convinced. why couldn’t he stopped what he was doing and explained everything during the final battle instead of dragging the fight and potentially kill his friends if he wanted to save them?

why did Zeke’s death stopped the rumbling? I know he’s of royal blood, but since Ymir obeyed Eren and chose not to follow Zeke, doesn’t that make Zeke’s royal blood irrelevant? How could Eren transform into a giant colossal if he lost the founding titans power because of Zeke’s death?

I'll try to answer as best as I can.

For your first question, it really is as simple as Eren believing in freedom and not, supposedly, impeding on the right of anyone else to choose what they do. He could have taken away everyone's titan powers or tried to stop them in some other way, but he wanted to let them make the choice on their own of whether they would side with him or against him. Of course, there's an inherent contradiction in Eren's actions. As much as he values freedom and the ability to choose for oneself, ultimately, his selfishness superseded his ideology and often, without really realizing it, interfered with and took away other people's freedom to choose. He was so hellbent on getting to experience his own, personal idea of freedom, that is, a world devoid of humanity, that he forced his friends into situations and conflicts they never agreed or consented to. And really, Eren had been doing that since young childhood, when he would get into fights under the guise of protecting Armin, when all he really wanted to do was fight, and in the process, drag Mikasa into conflicts she didn't ask for or want in order to protect him. He placed his friends constantly into danger and into corners in which they had no choice but to comply with his demands and wishes. Eren is a hypocrite, and he knows it, too. It's why he calls himself a "half-hearted piece of shit", because he knows as much as he preaches about the importance of freedom and everyone's right to it, he's also willing, without hesitation, to take people's freedom away from them if it means securing his own, warped idea of it for himself.

As for why Eren didn't attempt to explain himself during the final battle, again, it's because of his selfishness. What one has to understand about Eren is that he's really just a big, idiot child in a man's body. He never matured past the age we first meet him at, which is like 9 or 10 years old. He never grew past that mindset and willfulness. Whatever he set his mind to, whatever he wanted, he was going to go after it, and nobody was going to talk him out of it or convince him otherwise. He knew, if he tried explaining himself to his friends, they would still try to stop him and convince him that he couldn't do what he was doing, and ultimately, he knew he wouldn't listen, and it would all end up the same either way. In the end, Eren placed his own desires over his friends and comrades well-being, which really puts the lie to his claim that he was doing it to protect them and the island. As he admits to Armin, his willful actions ended up getting Sasha and Hange killed, and put his friends into direct conflict with Floch, and he doesn't mention it, but they also nearly got Levi killed, and countless other people on the island died as a result, including the entirety of the higher-up military officers. The Rumbling was never about protecting his friends or the island. Anyone paying any attention to the story should understand that.

For your second question, Zeke's death stopped the Rumbling because, even though Ymir chose to follow Eren instead of Zeke, it was still Zeke's connection to Ymir that allowed Eren to make contact with her. With Zeke dead, that connection was severed, and thus, Eren's ability to control Ymir's power was cut. He no longer had a direct line to her power.

As for how he was able to turn into that giant titan at the end... I actually have no idea, lol. That might just be one of those things in the story that doesn't make a whole lot of sense. Maybe someone else can explain that one better. It's been a while since I read the manga, too, so maybe I could give you an actual answer here if I went back and read it, haha. Maybe it had something to do with Eren still holding the Founding Titan in him, despite his direct line to Ymir being cut. Maybe she transformed him into a Colossal Titan to battle Armin's, in order to buy time for the worm creature to get back in contact with him. That's the best I can come up with on that one, I'm afraid, haha.

Anyway, I hope I was able to answer your questions and thanks for asking!

[demon-master-zero]

Zeke would both die and kill for any of his demons. He does tend to baby Mammon and Belphie a bit too much, but all the brothers are guilty of babying Belphie, so meh. Satan is the love of his life, though.

Get Zeke started on auras. I dare you. Ciaran will be there for hours listening to him complain about what a pain auras used to be to deal with. Zeke was so sensitive to auras and magical energy when he first came to the Devildom that he literally could not maintain consciousness. He had to immediately make a pact with the strongest demon he could just to function, because the demon's aura could be used like a shield against the auras of any demon weaker than them.

Sort of related to aura reading, Zeke can tell if an object is cursed or not at a glance. If he studies the object he'll be able to eventually figure out what the curse does without triggering it. Still has to figure out how to undo activated curses through old-fashioned research like anyone else. Or ask Lucifer nicely.

Visions are rare but horrifying. At least the only visions he's had have been terrifying. Crystals are just pretty rocks unless they have the proper composition to channel and store magic.

Surprisingly Zeke has seen fewer ghosts since moving to the Devildom. He isn't sure if that's because there are fewer of them or if the fact that he has pacts with the brothers wards most of them off.

Mind reading? That's a tricky one. Yes and no. Sometimes he can catch surface level thoughts, bits of information, and he can probably touch an object and tell you who it belongs to. Or if you lost an object if he knows what it is he can usually find it almost immediately. Straight up mind reading is a no. It's possible! He just won't because he thinks it's wrong. Now emotions, as an empath, those he can pick up on exceedingly easily. Like Diavolo, it's very hard to lie to him because emotions are harder to genuinely fake.

I've seen the recent MC asks and I love the idea of a bunch of different MCs banding together in solidarity and friendship over dealing with their 7 obnoxious demons (and side pieces).

Would Ciaran like to adopt an introvert? My MC Zeke would have to be dragged away from his books and writing, but he's very polite and can be sweet if he likes someone. Of course, if Ciaran is easily spooked maybe not. He's psychic and 100% has that whole see + hear dead people thing going on. Freaks Mammon out all the time because of it. Feels mildly bad about it. Usually.

Me too!! I kinda think of the MCs as all existing in their own timelines/AUs with their own versions of the brothers and others. Then they meet up in someone's timeline or something lol. I just think it'd be so funny. Like, "Does your Lucifer overwork himself all the time?" "Yeah, but I think I'm making progress with trying to get him to take a break..." or maybe "Have you figured out how to stop Beel from eating inanimate objects?" "This spell I found is the only thing that works!"

And oh my gosh YES. How Ciaran deals with introverts is evidenced by the fact that they regularly attempt to drag Levi bodily out of his room. So I think Ciaran could potentially succeed in luring your MC away from his books! Another thing about Ciaran is that they are fearless. They think Mammon is a wimp & make fun of him (affectionately of course). They would probably be absolutely fascinated by Zeke's ability and ask about twenty million questions. I think they'd wanna know what dead people are like lol.

[zeke-in-devildom]

Dissonance - Bonus: Beyond the Door

Barbatos had dutifully seen to it that his inebriated young master had made it into his bed, with no embarrassing mishaps on the way back from The Fall. A drunken Lucifer had likewise managed to return safely home without incident. All of the brothers had, and even the human. Everything should be absolutely in its proper place, going smoothly and according to plan, and yet something had shifted in the world shortly after Ezekiel had left The Fall with Satan. It had been nagging at the back of his mind ever since, an intrusive bubble of unease that should not exist.

Had the human gone against his advice and informed one of the brothers about his increasing visions? No, that would not cause such a rippling disturbance against the timeline. Barbatos could easily adjust his strategy and plans in the contingency that the brothers became a nuisance over the young psychic’s burgeoning powers. Truthfully they were in very significant danger of becoming a nuisance over the human in general. 

How very predictable.

It was inevitable that they would become overly attached to the mortal. How could they not? The connection to their sister was too hard to overcome. They should know better. A human lifetime could not compare to a demon’s after all, although he supposed higher beings were often subject to falling in love with lesser creatures with short lifespans despite knowing that they would have to eventually be parted from them.

At least there was the small mercy that only Lucifer was aware of the impending death of the brothers’ little pet human. Who knew how badly the others might act out if they were aware of such a thing? It was a shame and a waste, honestly. Barbatos could find very good uses for such a powerful human, and one with such sway over the brothers?

 Invaluable. 

Ezekiel could be a very effective tool to further Lord Diavolo’s goals while simultaneously keeping the Avatars in check. Lucifer’s loyalty was absolute, of course, and he kept his brothers in line to an acceptable extent, but they were restless and unhappy. 

The human kept them happy and occupied.

Barbatos sighed ruefully. While he himself had nothing more than a passing sympathy for the human, he hated knowing how conflicted his young master was on the matter. Lord Diavolo very much wanted to keep Lucifer and his brothers happy. There simply wasn’t anything they could do without putting the tentative peace at risk. 

The sense of unease wasn’t passing. It only grew the longer he allowed himself to wallow in his thoughts. He had not had any intention of checking the future of Ezekiel again tonight. There wasn’t a reason to believe there would be any truly significant change in outcome from the last venture into future timelines. The human was destined to die, that was simply all there was to it. However, that unsettling feeling refused to go away. 

A quick look couldn’t hurt. If there was a disturbance great enough to set off his subconscious this much, then maybe there was a change that was worth noting. He was allowed to steer things in a positive direction until the end of the exchange. It was his solemn duty to make sure that the human survived that long, and the Celestial realm was being permissive for that much. Barbatos simply couldn’t interfere in what came after Ezekiel returned to the human world.

Slipping through time and space he easily located the human’s now very familiar thread of fate. It was strange, however. The once frayed and dull strand was burning brightly now as he followed it, although it still looked very much ready to snap with even a gentle tug in the wrong direction. It was an intriguing development, to be sure. Barbatos followed to the end of the thread, it was still a terribly short leap forward.

Preparing himself to witness yet another sad end to the human’s short life, he stepped into the foyer of the House of Lamentation. That was strange. How would death come to Ezekiel under Lucifer’s own roof? It seemed unthinkable that the Avatar of Pride would allow the human to perish under any circumstances. There was little chance that the human could be killed while surrounded by the Seven Lords of Hell. It was also unacceptable that an exchange student would die while in the Devildom. 

Except this was further out than the program’s duration. How was the human even in the Devildom at such a time? Surely Lord Diavolo would not allow him to stay. The Celestial realm would never stand for it. He would have to go back and follow the entirety of the sequence of events to figure out how the following death would come to transpire.

Just as Barbatos thought to do just that, he noticed something was terribly, terribly wrong with this vision. The color drained from his surroundings, and the demon realized that he was not actually in control of the flow of time. By the time he realized his mistake it was far too late, a foreign tendril of magical power had woven itself around him and yanked him forcefully out of the future.

For a moment he floundered in the nothing between timelines before crashing back into his proper place in time and space. The kitchen was blanketed in stunned silence for several long moments as the demon reoriented himself. This had never happened to him before.  There were very few beings powerful enough to force him to do anything, and even fewer that could slip along multiple realities to twist time as they saw fit. The human had most certainly not done that. He found himself feeling a bit shaken.

Just when he finally got himself fully under control once more, Barbatos felt something warm and wet drip down his face. Reaching up to gently wipe at the moisture as it hit his lips he stared down at his normally pristine white glove as he pulled it away from his mouth, it had spots of black ichor. The pulse of magic that had pushed him from the future timeline had been immense enough to trigger a violent physical reaction? It staggered him. 

If the level of magic that had been forced onto him was immense enough the pressure alone caused his nose to bleed he could only wonder if the human was even still alive. Had such a force been exerted on Zeke too? Barbatos couldn’t imagine a human surviving such an attack, even if the human in question was rather extraordinary. A momentarily and uncharacteristic twinge of panic had him gripping the counter in front of him just to keep himself steady.

It passed quickly.

Barbatos felt a sense of calm wash back over him as he gathered his wits about him once more. He was not a creature of impulse, his emotions were tightly controlled, allowing him to think rationally. There really were very few beings that could have forcefully pushed him back into his own timeline. Of those beings, only those affiliated with the Celestial realm could be considered hostile, and for now the angels seemed willing to play nicely. That left only one real possibility as to who had done this, and he doubted they would have intentionally harmed him or the human. 

It was still troublesome that they would interfere.

There was only one way to truly confirm his suspicions beyond a doubt. Barbatos made certain that his nose was no longer bleeding and that no mess was to be seen. That would be unsightly and there was no need to alarm the young master unnecessarily. Those matters settled he made his way to his room, making a point to act as if nothing was amiss, it wouldn’t do to start a panic over potentially nothing.

Despite his outward calm it was impossible not to feel a sense of anticipation as he began navigating the labyrinthine collection of doors and odd stairs that made up a large part of his bedroom. Barbatos felt his hands begin to tremble slightly as the door he was searching for came into view. Thick metal chains, once wrapped tightly around the frame, were scattered uselessly across the floor. His eyes took in the inky black frame with intricate silver carvings of esoteric runes, the door itself was the same dark pitch with a silver magic circle engraved upon it. This door was supposed to be locked and secured, but here it stood, slightly ajar.

The blackness beyond the door was impossibly darker than even the frame, seemingly sucking in all the flickering lights of his room, admittedly not a terribly bright section of the room to begin with. With a calmness that belied his now racing heart, Barbatos approached the door, he could hear maddening whispers in the dark, tempting and dangerous. He pushed it closed, finding no resistance as he did so. 

The whispers immediately stopped. 

A simple silver key was withdrawn from his pocket, it twisted easily in the lock and a wave of his hands saw the thick chains dance to life, curling around the door once more to secure it shut without issue. It seemed ridiculous. Barbatos knew that the door would not fight this. It had already been open when he arrived. He had not locked the being out of his reality.

Barbatos had just locked it in.

[demon-master-zero]

🎥 for OC game!

I don't actually know which question that one's for, since a few of them just appear as squares to me for some reason. I'll just answer all of those ones.

🪻 - What's a place your OC wants to travel to? Is there anything particular they'd like to do there?

Zeke (As far as my lore for Zeke goes so far he's never been) wants to travel to the Celestial Realm. He wants to let Luke show him all the sights, since the wee baby angel has always excitedly told him about it and mentioned multiple times that he wanted to show Zeke something there.

🩷 - If your OC could change one thing about their life, what would it be? Explain.

Oh man, so much. I think before coming to the Devildom it would definitely have been to just be normal. He's Lilith's descendant and psychic - both have caused him a lot of grief in his life. After Devildom, well he wouldn't have met the brothers, so he's not as sure about it.

🫂 - Who does your OC turn to when they need to be comforted? Do they comfort others in return?

Again, very different answer before and after Devildom. Before coming to the Devildom Zeke really didn't have anyone to turn to or that he trusted to be vulnerable or honest with. Now he finds Asmo to be the most comforting when he needs validated, and Satan when he needs solutions. He would offer comfort to any of the brothers or side characters, but few others.

[oldsargasso]

4 minutes ep 4 thoughts

4 minutes ep 4 let's goooo

I thought the cop was pulled off the case? ANSWERS ALREADY? wow okay (genuinely my only thought right now is Zeke from bob's burgers saying "what a tangled-ass web we weave") how far will the cop sink I wonder

great's face when he said hospital lmaoooo

wait you can just go to the operating room? anyway I love that Great isn't sitting around he is Getting Answers!! okay you can't go into the operating room I was about to say! his little jumps 🥺

huge fan of Tyme attempting to ignore Great. the little huff like he's annoyed Great showed up. like really my guy what did you expect

yep Tyme's parents. we love a tragic backstory

god that was a cool effect. that was more than four minutes for suuuuure also we haven't seen a clock yet this episode

I hope Tonkla is being manipulative. "oh I'm all by myself…" did he wear a sheer shirt to his brother's memorial?

I started skipping the scene but uh GUESS NOT. show us Korn's neck….okay bandage hmmm. HMMM. perhaps instead of parallel timelines it's more like. timelines interweaving at certain points.

learn to read the room Korn omg. this is the most I've ever cared about Tonkla. you love to see him standing up for himself!

I skipped again - any characters notes let me know lol

so he been hallucinated his dead cat in ep1. someone killed his cat??? and he knows who? and Tonkla and Korn have known each other in uni. ngl as someone who's watching this show for Great and Tyme I'm a little bored rn. let me know if I missed anything major by skipping through the flashbacks lol

I hope Lukwa and Den hook up they're so cute smiling at each other all the time. and she is soooo gorgeous.

oh it's not a gallery at all hmmm. I guess the lights made me think that? wait they saw each other there HMMM. I wonder if this 'room' is out of time so to speak. when you're dead (heart not beating) you're outside of time?

I love being right 🤠

well that is not obeying the "don't hurt her" command Korn gave is it. korn playing good cop lmao. spit in his face too Nan I love you

something about the angle of this shot of Korn (and then Great) drinking feels like a video game (coming back to note it's control. ashtray maze.)

Great's 21 right? this feels like a 21 year old came up with the plan lmao "just get him super drunk"

this is why I only have a passcode on my phone smh

…my entire computer just shut down. okay. I'm back! let me restart this little bit. they really are brothers cause matching white pants.

Great wearing all white to go sneaking around in the dark. he's lucky he's pretty. and the guard apparently has terrible night vision. and terrible hearing.

nooooooo Nan!! great better be going back in time to stop that

omg the lights going like that was so cool. I wonder if that's the first time Great has intentionally gone back?

Tyme launching himself in as saviour you love to see ittt. the other guys with guns just watching this go down I guess? not the standoff. should've shot them smh

THUNDERSTORM. stopped on a bridge is not the time for an adrenaline rush. Great's little jog back to the car…adorable.

were we supposed to see something in that shot off to the side? no moon. no storm?

only one bed huh 👀

cuuuuute!!

whewwww WHAT a kiss. the room and Great all in white/pale colours and Tyme all in black? perfect.

whoever directed this GETS it. they understand. the chemistry. the little back and forth. the SMILES. I'm a little feral about it all. THIGH TATTOOS. hands.

black socks with white shoes :/ maybe Dome deserved it.

I love being right x2 🤠

we saw Korn's watch once and I think could read the time. we saw the time when Great had Korn's phone. we saw blurry watch faces on Great and Tyme in bed. no other clocks? not counting the projected 4.00 on the wall in lukwa's vision. innnnteresting.

[lavandulawrites]

Characters I write for:

(This list may be subject to change)

Rules

Masterlist

Attack on Titan

Note: Armin, Connie, Eren, Jean, Porco, Reiner are all after season 4

Armin

Connie

Eren

Erwin

Jean

Levi

Porco

Reiner

Zeke

Bungo Stray Dogs

Akutagawa

Ango

Atsushi

Bram

Chuuya

Dazai

Francis

Fukuzawa

Fyodor

John

Jouno

Lovecraft

Mark

Mori

Mushitaro

Nikolai

Oda

Ranpo

Shibusawa

Sigma

Tachihara

Tetchō

Castlevania

Alucard

Dracula

Hector

Trevor

Death Note

Note: I only write for Light when he is 18 or after the time-skip

L

Light

Matsuda

Matt

Mello

Mikami Teru

Delico’s Nursery

Dali Delico

Dino Classico

Gerhard Fra

Henrique Lorca

Demon Slayer

Akaza

Doma

Enmu

Giyu

Muzan

Obanai

Rengoku

Sanemi

Tengen

Genshin Impact

Albedo

Alhaitham

Ayato

Baizhu

Capitano

Childe

Cyno

Dainsleif

Diluc

Dottore

Gorou

Heizou

Itto

Kaeya

Kaveh

Kazuha

Kinich

Lyney

Neuvillette

Pantalone

Pierro

Sethos

Thoma

Tighnari

Venti

Wanderer/Scaramouche

Wriothesley

Xiao

Zhongli

Honkai Star Rail

Argenti

Aventurine

Blade

Boothill

Dan Heng

Dr. Ratio

Gallagher

Gepard

Jiaoqiu

Jing Yuan

Luocha

Moze

Sampo

Sunday

Welt

Jujutsu Kaisen

Choso

Geto

Gojo

Mahito

Nanami

Toji

Monster

Johan Liebert

Tenma Kenzō

Moriarty The Patriot

Albert James Moriarty

Louis James Moriarty

Sherlock Holmes

William James Moriarty

Obey Me

Asmodeus

Barbatos

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Diavolo

Leviathan

Lucifer

Mammon

Satan

Simon

Solomon

Tears Of Themis

Artem Wing

Luke Pearce

Marius Von Hagen

Vyn Richter

The Case Study of Vanitas

Noé Archiviste

Vanitas

[hikami-sakura]

Marley’s Captive

(Reiner x Reader x Bertholdt x Eren)

Rating: Mature

Summary: after getting abducted by two traitors, a soldier is held captive by an enemy country.

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Chapter 1

- Y/N’s perspective -

I open my eyes, seeing myself on my knees, wearing a magenta dress. My eyes focus onto the white cement floor, making me learn I am no longer at the cabin.

What is this? Where am I?

“Y/N.” A voice I’ve known since my childhood speaks.

As I recall that voice, warmth gathers in my chest and tears gather in my eyes.

It couldn’t be. I stated within my mind. You’ve been alone for so long you’re starting to hallucinate.

“Y/N.” The voice speaks more sternly. “Look at me.”

I finally look up, tears cascading down my cheeks as I see who it is.

“Eren,” I say, my voice more fragile than glass.

His green eyes connect with mine, his hair in a ponytail.

How come his hair grew that long? I was gone for days. There is no way his hair could have grown that long while I was gone. . . Something’s not right.

Four brick walls surround us. As Eren’s eyes lock on mine, I realize my hands are tied up. Darkness begins to swallow the light that was beginning to rise within my heart.

But the darkness shouldn’t. I’m with Eren now. He’s my best friend. We grew up together. We fought titans together. I should feel safe. I shouldn’t feel scared.

But then why am I tied up?

“Y/N,” Eren says, pinching my chin. “You have to obey me.”

“Eren,” I say, chills beginning to sprint down my spine. “What are . . .”

“Shut up,” Eren orders, still pinching my chin. “You have to do exactly what I say.”

Above us, a pendant light dangles and flickers. I swim in Eren’s eyes, trying to find warmth, but I find none.

“You have to do what I say,” Eren repeats himself, pinching my chin harder. “Do you understand?”

“Eren,” in a lower voice, I speak, my heart beginning to splinter. “You’re scaring me.”

“Good.” Eren says, his eyes still locked on mine. “You deserve to be scared.”

“Y/N,” another voice speaks.

I open my eyes, finding myself in a room in a ship.

It was a dream, I whisper to my beating heart. It was just a dream.

“Get ready. We are about to reach Marley.” Zeke says.

I stare out the round window, mesmerized by the sea.

I didn’t think I’d ever see it, even after I learned the truth about the world, about how everyone is alive, about how everyone is our enemy. For so long, I’d thought that the world was dead, but everyone was alive, their hearts beating with rage and fear at us for what my ancestors had done.

I stand up as the sea beckons me to come closer to the window.

Long ago, a woman named Ymir Fritz obtained the power of the titans, becoming the first titan. Thirteen years later, she passed away, but her powers were inheritable by her people, the Eldians. Nine of them obtained the powers and used them to conquer other countries make Marley yield. Nonetheless, Marley fought back and obtained seven of the nine titan shifters, coercing the Eldians to escape to Paradis Island. On that island, the Eldians constructed three enormous walls and found refuge behind them. After the walls were built, the Eldians forgot the history of the world.

But not all of the Eldians were able to make it to Paradis Island. Throughout the world, they suffer poverty and oppression. They especially suffer in Marley. Marley turned some of them into Mindless Titans and used the others to destroy Eldians, to destroy my people. Marley would send Mindless Titans to harm us. As a result, my people thought the world was destroyed by titans and that we were the only humans left.

I did not know the truth before I was abducted by two soldiers in our army. Their names were Reiner Braun and Bertholdt Hoover. They were warriors who vowed to serve Marley. They brought about a massacre on my people when they were just children. Following that day, they infiltrated the army. They murdered a fellow soldier who overheard their conversation. When I overheard the truth while walking through the woods one night, they took me and held me captive in a cabin.

I tried to escape multiple times, but my efforts were futile. As I spent time with them, we began to fall in love with each other. And then Bertholdt told me the truth. After that, I tried formulating a plan to help them out, but then Annie Leonhart, a woman who serves Marley and infiltrated the army with Reiner and Bertholdt, attempted to kill me.

Pain consumes me as I feel a knife cut my throat. I clutch my bleeding throat and kneel, tears running down my cheeks. I begin to panic, realizing I am going to die. But the panic begins to fade as I realize the cut across my neck is gone.

I look at my hands, seeing the blood staining them, my eyes wide.

“Do I always have to clean your messes?”

A man with glasses stands in the doorway. He pushes Reiner aside and marches toward me. I back away, noticing he looks like Eren’s father.

“Zeke,” Reiner addresses the man wearing glasses. “Don’t . . . “

but Zeke reaches me and injects my neck with a syringe.

Then everything became blurry. Then everything turned dark.

. . .

I wake up, finding a folded pile of clothes next to me. And then I turn to the round window, seeing the sea as it shimmers and sways, realizing I’m on a ship.

I bang on the door, screaming to be let out. I did it again and again.

But my efforts result in nothing. All it results in is the knowledge that I am once again a captive.

I did not know who my captor was until Zeke woke me up.

I look through the window and see a city.

It’s Marley.

I slide my fingers over my neck, remembering what Annie did, wondering how I survived what she did.

Could I be. . . a Titan shifter?

The door opens, making me turn around. I see Zeke enter, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Good. You changed your clothes.” Zeke runs his eyes over me.

“I’m not going anywhere with you.” I state, locking my eyes on Zeke’s.

“Y/N, you don’t have a choice.”

“No. I’ve had it. I’ve been held captive . . .”

I fall silent, seeing Zeke pull a syringe halfway from his pocket. As I connect my gaze with it, I realize it’s the same syringe he pricked me with in the cabin.

“Follow me.” Zeke orders.

Against my wishes, I do as he says, leaving the room with him.

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