#skipp x y/n

[brittle-biscuits]

Effective Concerns (Ramshackle)

Had this in the drafts for a hot minute.

Vinnie: “Ah, the smell of piss and opportunity. Entertainment square is where all the Lootbags hang out. Look at ‘em all. Riching..richly…”

Vinnie leaned back into the alley to face Maggot, who’s being held by Skipp. Y/N and Stone being next to them.

Vinnie: “Anyway, today Skipp is gonna teach you how we get the money from their pockets into ours. And one way we can guarantee major handfuls is with our secret weapon! Y/N!”

Vinnie casually brings Y/N to her side. Your nerves suddenly spike as you grow nervous at the thought of going out into public.

Y/N: “Me? Oh geez, Vinnie. I-I don’t know. The last time, you dolled me up in some snazzy outfit and it drew in a large crowd! They were everywhere…”

Vinnie: “It won’t be like last time, you’ll just be lookin’ like a good ol’ Scrap like us!”

Vinnie: “You’ve got this, you three. Now go eat the rich! Frickin’ devour them, dudes!”

Skipp: “Come on, Y/N. I’ll be there for you!”

You didn’t really like attention being drawn on you, but with Skipp and Vinnie encouraging you…god damn it. Alright, you’ll do this for the others!

Vinnie gave you an enthusiastic pat on the back to calm your nerves as you, Skipp, and Maggot head out to entertainment square, Stone lighting up a cigarette during this.

Stone: “Vinnie, do you remember how we didn’t make enough pickpocketing last week, so we had to use Y/N or else we’d be eating shoes?”

Vinnie: “Eh, Y/N didn’t seem to mind. Get them up in proper clothes and the rich were just eating them up! Woo boy, did we make quite the killin’!”

Stone: “We had to literally fight to get them back here, we can’t just keep using them like that to get by, let alone trying to raise a baby by using them.”

Vinnie: “Oh yeah, hehe I remember! You were tossing those fuckin’ firebombs like crazy, never seen you fight that actively. You got a soft spot for pal Y/N?”

Stone turned his gaze away from Vinnie, not wanting to admit it, but the slight tinge of red on his face betrayed his outward mood. Vinnie gave him a reassuring pat on his shoulder.

Vinnie: “Hey hey, I get it. Look at me, I’m hella soft for them too, and so does Skipp. And I’m sure Maggot will too. I promise that if anything happens to them, we’ll bust ‘em out like always. We gotta stick together, y’know?”

Stone kept his gaze from Vinnie, but his expression does soften up.

Beatboxing is heard in the distance as Vinnie lightens up.

Vinnie: “Alright, that’s our signal! Let’s bounce!”

Vinnie grips Stone’s shirt as they rush off towards the others. A little reassured, but it can go a long way.

[the-original-skipps]

|| Yandere Hacker!Scaramouche x Reader ||Headcanons || Genshin Impact ||

so I was watching hoyofair and this came up so I thought I’d do a quick something mehehe I mean I did spy scara before so might as well continue the tradition

cw: mentions of cyber stalking. privacy breach. slight mention of violence involving firearms.

Hacker!Scaramouche has your phone and laptop/computer bugged with his own personally made virus, which basically acts as a listening device. He can also remotely access both devices without you even knowing.

Hacker!Scaramouche who basically knows everything about you. He can hack into the government database to find out any personal information you have. Any records, all the names of your family members; he can just find out with a tap of his finger.

Hacker!Scaramouche knows your whereabouts at all times, a tracking software installed into your phone which you’ll never find. You can be in any part of the world and he’d still be able to find you. You don’t have your phone with you? Not a problem, he’ll just assess the satellite and look for you.

Hacker!Scaramouche who because of the virus on your phone, he pretty much listens to you go about your day. In this day and age, a person’s smartphone is an essential tool after all and he knows you’d always have it with you. He can be going about his day and your voice would be heard from this headphones. What you’re saying as you browse the internet, your personal mumblings - he hears them all. Especially the phone calls you have with other people.

Hacker!Scaramouche knows your current interests and wants. He knows you have that item in your basket on your shopping app that you’re putting off buying. So, he makes things easier for you and buys it for you. He’ll have it delivered straight to your house. A little gift from him.

Hacker!Scaramouche who has access to your phone’s photo gallery. He saves all the pictures you’ve taken into his own personal computer and phone. The pictures of the food you’re about to eat, the pretty scenery of the sky - they’re all backed up and saved. Though, he has a special folder for pictures with you in it.

Hacker!Scaramouche can hack into any security camera in any part of the world. He has a live stream of the security camera feed running in front of your house/apartment so he’d know when you’re home. He also keeps watch in case you bring any visitors home. If you do, a simple facial recognition program is all he needs to know who they are and if they’re a threat to him.

Hacker!Scaramouche who spends majority of his time behind a screen but isn’t afraid to come in person when needed. This new person you’re seeing? He already knows who they are and where they live. He’ll ruin them - drain them of their assets, enter false criminal records; anything to get them away from you. If they don’t get the message, a gun to the face will be sure to change their mind. 

[heartsformars]

HEY RICH GIRL!!! ramshackle trio x rich! fem! Reader

TW: Robbery implied, violence implied, Vinnie being vinnie

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SKIPP

-The first few times you saw it, you probably didn't notice it was a scrap.

-Just a guy you sometimes had small talk with when you saw him around town. -so focused on the conversation that you didn't notice how two other guys were taking things out of your purse -or of the eventual feelings you started to develop for the boy. -At first you didn't get it but then I bought it. Declaring yourself wasn't a problem as you hadn't experienced rejection in your life -yet you were surprised to see that the guy accepted your confession… I mean, with so few conversations you exchanged a week, had he really managed to get feelings for you too? -Well, going more into the relationship skipp DEFINITELY wouldn't accept a confession out of convenience, he really doesn't seem to enjoy using a person for that sort of thing -but having you around is a real relief. -Although sometimes he's a little embarrassed to ask you for money, he doesn't even have to, you usually give him money as if you were giving him flowers. -And don't be afraid to give him things, he will accept and keep anything you give him, no matter if it's simple or something more elaborate. -he even gets surprised on some of his dates when you insist on taking him to expensive places when he was planning on just going to a field and hanging out together. -enjoying the company together -because at the end of the day, it doesn't matter your money or if you take him to fancy places, as long as you and him spend time together he will be satisfied <3

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STONE

-Honestly, at the beginning he didn't notice you much, in fact, he didn't even know your name. -He's not really the type to be interested in a specific person. -However, that time you helped the three of them steal some things, you really caught his attention. -A rich girl helping the poor? He even doubt your intentions for a moment, but it seemed like you did it with good intentions so he don't really question it too much. -However, you and him continued interacting until eventually it came to something more, even if at the beginning he refused to accept it, he couldn't hide the nerves he used to get when he was next to you or just looked at you… -he probably even confessed to you by accident by telling this to you, and you just stood there like "so you like me?" -after that it was kind of awkward, lucky for the boy that you shared these feelings. -getting more into aspects of your relationship, I feel like he's not really the type to express his love through gifts or physical affection. He's more about spending time with you or showing that he appreciates you through his actions. -although it doesn't bother him at all when you insist on giving him gifts and taking him to all sorts of places in ramshackle.  -even if he acts a little angry, he really enjoys spending time with you. -although that doesn't mean he likes to spend so much time with a crowd of people -but out of everything, he really appreciates your efforts and sacrifices you make for him so he tries to return the favor... in his own way... - and he knows that you know that you both know that no matter what, you will always be together -even though it still bothers you that he smokes and gets drunk

VINNIE

-Let's be honest, she didn't see you as a potential partner at first. -It's not that she didn't like you or appreciate you, in fact, she was surprised by your kindness as a rich person and that you genuinely got together with her despite your status. -so you would be partially out of the scams and weekly robberies. -although you insisted on giving her money, and of course, who was she to refuse? -Eventually and eventually she started to feel strange when she was around you, I mean, she didn't feel that way with anyone, why with you? -Skipp was probably the first to find out when he asked her what was that weird feeling in her stomach every time she talked to you. -and ohh when he found out it was a low blow -She? Falling in love? It was such a far out scenario that even she didn't think it would ever happen. -but it happened -ok, and definitely (again) Skipp was the one who was most supportive of her confessing, stone wasn't that interested but he did his bit each tale -although even with the extra help you were the first one to propose, haha. -Ok, she doesn't know much how to show her love in a more "cheesy" way so she probably tries to throw compliments at you that end up in a somewhat awkward situation, but no amount of laughter will not lighten the mood. -She loves it when you give her things, even though sometimes she feels indebted to you, she gets over it quickly. -do you need support? She is your support! She would never really leave you alone, no matter the situation Need help beating up some guys? She can do it for you! And even with her eyes closed! - even if it means you have to stick up for her and her friends when they get in trouble with some of your colleagues. -But, even with her flaws, Vinnie is the best company you could have, and the best partner you could have wished for. -even if she did steal money from your mom. 

— Not a request, but I wanted to write this, so sorry if it's a bit OOC lol, I'm cooking up a stone one-shot, so stay tuned guys.

[donnie-is-da-best]

Theif

Another day another day of surviving with (Names) enough knowledge as far they're pretty smart and would literally steal from you oh they're so charming welp don't fall for it charming people isn't who you think they're heck (Name) was a thief and stole a lot of things this includes lots of ladies and boy's heart they're just too irresistible to anyone it even makes Stone fall in love into them and (Name) is going to admit they're not the best people they're snarky, nonchalant, sarcastic mostly didn't care about your feelings and just bluntly tell the truth after all truth always hurts so why cover it with a sweet sugarcoating lie if the people know it's a lie she's the one who teaches Vinnie and Skipp their tactics like they're highly experienced at stealing stuff and she's also the one who agreed to help Stone even though they're strangers they just can't let him die of starvation him and (Name) were a little closed heck (Name) has to steal a fricking blanket just to keep him and the other two warm sometimes they would just watch how chaotic the trio was they just can't help but smile because even if they're poor they still got a true friend they can actually trust

It's night already and (Name) is starting to prepare the tent so they can already sleep so the exhaustion would just go away after from all the chaos they've run into the whole day.

Everyone get inside the tent the moment (Name) finishes preparing it.... it's in the middle of the night and (Name) woke up from coldness they got up and see that the blanket is pulled over to Skipp and besides them was a sleeping Stone clearly hiding himself using (Name) coat while hugging and the other one is Vinnie doing the same thing too probably because (Name) was mostly very warm so they become a personal heater for the two whenever Skipp pulled the blanket all to himself

[choatichaunteddoll]

CorpseShackle

Y/n as Victor

Stone as Victoria

Pebble as Emily

Ditch as Lord Barkus

Skipp as BoneJangles

Maggot as Maggot

Vinnie as Mayhew

Arville as Maudline

Maroon as Alfred

Tre as Gertrude

[With Tre and Maroon, it's platonic and Maroon most likely having died trying to protect Tre]

[salmonisneverbored]

~ request rules ~

requests: Open!!

rules and restrictions!!⚠️‼️

-no x female readers, they have enough they don’t need more lmao(/j)

-No minor x adult it’s icky/gen

-if I don’t list a character I probably don’t right for it

-no nsfw, I’m not confident enough in my skills to write it sorry!!

-constructive criticism is welcome but no hate comments please!!

-I do right for platonic stuff like friends (characters + reader) or family (dad/mom character + son reader and vice versa)

-most if not all female characters I write for will be platonic I apologize if that’s not what you wanted

fandoms and characters!!✨💫

Hazbin hotel:

Alastor

Lucifer

Husk

Angel Dust

sir pentious

helluva boss:

blitzø

Moxxie

Stolas

striker

Fizz

Ramshackle:

stone

skipp

and maybe pebble

TADC:

Jax

kinger

zooble

caine

welcome home!!:

wally darling

Frank frankly

eddie dear

howdy piller

barnaby

Most Fnaf (movie and games) characters

All Sander sides characters

(more to be added later)

[cherrythepuppet]

Dandy's summer outfit (She looks like a soggy cat eating watermelon when she does them but she love them) and Ramshackle X TLOU Y/N design

I got bored and was practicing the style but Y/N kinda looks like Jojo from Horton hears a who-

@ask-sora-aguilar Look at your goober chatting with Charlie as the boyfriends stand there while Vinnie and Mel argue!

Im shit at back views and drew Sora from memory

[vrstual]

ᯓ .ᐟ ⊹ headphones

ᯓ from the serie: unexpectedly yours

ᯓ paring: mean!jimin x fem!reader

ᯓ summary: Y/n accidentally breaks her cherished headphones because of Jimin. Later, Heeseung invites her to party where she didn't expected to run into Jimin.

Y/n walked through the crowded hallway, headphones shoved in her ears, music blasting loud enough to drown out everything around her. She tried to focus on the beat, let it block out the noise of her classmates chatting and laughing as they passed by. The hallway felt too full, the constant movement of people reminding her how out of place she sometimes felt.

She kept her head down, eyes fixed on the floor, trying to ignore the ache in her chest that seemed to be there no matter how hard she tried to shake it. Every time she looked up, there was Heeseung, laughing with his friends, and her heart twisted. He never seemed to care about her that much.

She let the music take over, hoping it would drown out everything else for a little while.

"No!" She whispered as she kneeled down.

Without noticing, Y/N bumped into someone, and her headphones fell to the floor with a sickening crack

“Maybe if you watched where you were going, they wouldn’t be broken." Yu Jimin’s voice cut through, her tone laced with sarcasm, no sympathy in sight.

Y/n’s hands shook as she tried in vain to fix the headphones, her heart sinking. It wasn’t just some cheap pair—this was a gift from her mother two anniversaries ago. It had meant so much to her. The thought of it being ruined made her chest tighten, but she kept her face carefully neutral, not allowing the anger or the ache to show.

She swallowed the bitterness building in her throat, forcing herself to meet Jimin’s gaze without a flinch.

Yu Jimin stood there, her gaze sharp as she watched Y/n, her eyes narrowing slightly. She studied her carefully, as if trying to figure out what exactly was going on beneath the surface—what that broken pair of headphones really meant.

Y/n could feel Jimin’s eyes on her, intense and unrelenting, and for a moment, she had the overwhelming urge to look away, to hide what she was really feeling. But she didn’t. She kept her expression neutral, fingers still fumbling with the broken pieces, though the ache in her chest was only growing stronger.

Y/N felt her breath catch, the words hanging in the air for a moment before Jimin turned to walk away.

Without sparing her another glance, Jimin tossed over her shoulder.

"Look where you’re going next time.”

The coldness in her voice stung more than Y/n wanted to admit. She clenched her jaw, swallowing back the surge of frustration that threatened to spill over. Jimin didn’t care. She never did. Y/n watched her walk off, shoulders stiff, her own anger simmering just below the surface.

She glanced down at the broken headphones again, a mix of sadness and irritation gnawing at her. But instead of letting it show, Y/n just stood up, brushed off her jeans, and walked away, her heart heavy but her face carefully blank.

It was just headphones anyway.

Y/n got to class, slipping into her seat at the back, fingers tapping nervously on the desk. She kept her gaze on the door, kind of excited to see Heeseung walk in.

He was always the one who could make her day better, the one who seemed to light up the room with his smile, even if he didn’t know how much she needed it.

Her heart fluttered a little at the thought, hoping he’d sit next to her like he usually did. It was the one part of her routine she could count on, the small comfort that made the long, exhausting school day bearable.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, trying to keep her expression casual, even though the butterflies in her stomach wouldn’t calm down. Y/n knew she was holding onto the hope that maybe today, Heeseung would notice her.

Maybe today, he’d be the breath of fresh air she needed from everything else.

As Heeseung slid into the seat next to her, his usual bright smile lighting up the room, Y/n’s heart skipped a beat.

“Hey, close your eyes,” he said, his voice filled with a playful tone.

Y/n blinked in surprise but obeyed, wondering what he was up to. She could feel him place something in her hands a few moments later. Hesitantly, she opened her eyes and looked down at the delicate necklace now resting in her palms.

“I saw this and thought of you,” Heeseung said, his smile softening. “You should wear it to my friend’s party.”

Y/n felt her cheeks warm, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

"Thank you, you didn't have to." She whispered, her voice barely above a breath, as she gazed down at the necklace in her hands.

Y/n’s eyebrows suddenly furrowed in confusion.

"Wait, what friend’s party?”

“Oh? I was planning on inviting you to go with me to my friend’s party.” Heeseung leaned back in his chair, his smile still warm.

Her heart thudded in her chest. She blinked a few times, still processing the surprise.

“Why?” she asked, voice softer than usual, unsure of what to make of the sudden invitation.

Heeseung shrugged slightly, his smile growing just a bit more genuine. “Like your company.”

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As Y/n stepped into the living room of the party, she was immediately hit with the overwhelming noise of people talking, laughing, and music blasting in the background. She paused for a moment, feeling her anxiety spike, but then she saw him.

Heeseung was standing near the entrance, a bright smile spreading across his face as soon as he spotted her. His eyes lit up, and he took a couple of steps toward her.

“Hey, you made it!” He said, his voice filled with genuine happiness.

It made Y/n’s heart skip a beat to hear that enthusiasm directed at her. She smiled, feeling a little more at ease just seeing him.

"Yeah, I made it. She replied, her voice softer than usual as she took in the scene around her.

Heeseung stepped closer and, without missing a beat, pulled something small out of his pocket. He held it out to her, his eyes glinting with excitement.

Heeseung looked at her collar bone, clearly happy she was wearing it.

"Glad you like it." He said eyes never leaving the necklace, then added, “You look amazing, by the way.”

Y/n’s heart fluttered a little at the compliment, and she found herself smiling more than she expected.

"Thank you, Heeseung..." She said, her voice soft, but something deeper behind her words.

Heeseung’s eyes stayed on her for a moment longer, then he gestured to the rest of the party.

"I’m glad you came, really. I was hoping you would.” Y/n felt the warmth of his words settle in her chest.

For a brief moment, everything else faded into the background. Maybe the party was overwhelming, but in this moment with Heeseung, it felt like the only thing that mattered.

As the night wore on, Y/n found herself getting lost in the excitement, but it didn’t take long for the noise and chaos of the party to start eating away at her. Laughter, chatter, music, people everywhere—it all felt like too much. Her chest tightened, and the overwhelming flood of emotions made her head spin. She needed to get away.

After excusing herself from the group, Y/n wandered through the crowded house, looking for a place to breathe. Finally, she spotted a door at the end of the hall, slightly ajar. Without thinking much, she pushed it open and stepped inside, only to freeze when she saw who was sitting by the window.

Jimin.

She was alone, perched on the edge of the windowsill, smoke swirling lazily around her as she exhaled a long drag from her cigarette. Her eyes flicked up to Y/n, and for a moment, neither of them said anything.

Y/n instinctively took a step back, but the door had already closed behind her.

"Jimin" She called, her voice barely above a whisper, hoping she could avoid the awkwardness that was sure to follow.

Jimin didn’t even flinch, her expression cold and unaffected as she took another drag, staring straight at Y/n.

"Didn’t expect you to be the type to hide in rooms." Jimin teased, her voice sharp and a little too casual for Y/n’s liking.

Y/n’s chest tightened, her emotions bubbling up. She tried to hide it, but she couldn’t help the irritation creeping in.

Y/n closed the door behind her.

Jimin raised an eyebrow, exhaling another puff of smoke and flicking the ash carelessly.

"Why did you came here if you couldn't handle party." Her words were blunt, cutting through the tension in the room.

The two of them stood there in the silence.

"You shouldn't do that–."

"Save it, it gets even more annoying the more you hear it." Jimin studied her for a moment, her eyes unblinking.

Y/n sat on the edge of the bed, her hands in her lap, still trying to steady her breath. The noise of the party felt miles away in the quiet of the room, but it still buzzed in her mind. The energy, the chatter, the laughter.

The air in the room felt cooler, a faint draft from the slightly opened window brushing against her skin. She stared out at the lights of the street below, the stars barely visible behind the glow of the city. It was strange. The stillness of the night made everything feel more real, more raw.

Suddenly, there was movement beside her. Y/n turned her head slightly, but didn’t say anything as Jimin quietly sat down next to her. The silence between them felt heavy, but not in the same way it had before. The air was different now—there was no tension, just the coldness of the room filling the space between them.

Jimin didn’t look at her right away, just leaned back against the wall, her gaze focused on something far off. She took a deep drag from her cigarette, exhaled slowly, and then flicked the ashes into the small tray on the floor beside her.

Y/n, still unsure what to make of the situation, couldn’t help but notice how calm Jimin seemed. There was something about her that was always so steady, like nothing ever affected her. Maybe that’s why she annoyed Y/n so much. She couldn’t understand how someone could be so unaffected by everything.

The quiet stretched on between them, the only sound the faint rustling of the window and the soft hiss of Jimin’s cigarette.

Y/n shifted, pulling her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. The air around them felt colder now, and she shivered slightly, though she didn’t move away from the window.

After a long pause, Jimin finally spoke, her voice low and almost tired.

"Did you came here for your boyfriend?"

Y/n blinked, caught off guard by the unexpected words. She looked at Jimin, whose eyes were still fixed on the faint glow of the street below, but her expression was unreadable.

“Heeseung– he's not.” Y/n said softly, her voice a little defensive, but it didn’t come out as harsh as she thought it would.

Jimin exhaled another puff of smoke, her eyes briefly flicking over to Y/n before returning to the window in front of then.

"Sure.” Sarcasm.

Y/n didn’t know how to answer that.

Jimin turned her head slightly, her gaze locking onto Y/n for the first time in what felt like ages.

“Well you guessed right away it was him I was talking about.” Jimin said, her voice softening, just enough that Y/n could tell she wasn’t being completely cold anymore.

Y/n stared at her, unsure of how to react. The words caught her off guard. Jimin wasn’t the kind of person to care if you weren't her friends, not like this. It was… different.

"Why do you care?" Y/n asked , the words slipping out before she could second-guess them.

Jimin turned her head slightly, her expression unreadable for a moment before she let out a quiet laugh—one that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

"I don’t." She replied, though there was a small tremor in her voice that betrayed the confidence in her words. “But you can't always ignore things… people.”

“Why?” Y/n found herself asking again before she could stop herself, her curiosity growing. “Why does he matter to you if you don’t care?”

Jimin stared at her for a long moment, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of the cigarette as if it were a lifeline.

"He doesn't matter, I just wondered. Something like that."

Y/n wasn’t sure what to say to that. A part of her felt like asking for more. Another just told her to keep it quiet.

Instead, she just nodded, letting the silence return between them, both of them sitting in their own thoughts. The cold from the window was still there, but now, it felt less suffocating. There was an unspoken understanding between them, even if neither of them had fully admitted it.

Y/n didn’t know what would happen next, but for the first time in a while, she didn’t feel so alone.

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[savi0rr]

PLEASE PLEASE MAKE A STONE X READER WHERE READER SPILLS THEIR FEELINGS- (I saw ur newest fanfic and jesus- IT WOULD BE SO ADORABLE TO THINK OF STONE JS GETTING ALL FLUSTERED- 🥺)

-👋🤠

Usually, It Doesn’t Turn Out This Way

Stone x Reader

a/n: I LOVE SEEING STONE FLUSTERED

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Pulling your knees up to chest, you stared off at the shiny black sky above. Smoke filled your nose from Stone who blew out smoke from his lips. “You’ve been quiet.” He spoke up, his gaze looking over to you. “Is everything okay—“ “I’VEBEENINLOVEWITHYOUSINCETHEDAYWE’VEMEANTANDONTKNOW HOW—“

…

Stone shoved his cigarette into your mouth, forcing you to shut your mouth. Stone blinked at you a moment, his cheeks completely flushed with his eyes wide. You were froze, shaking almost. “It’s 3 am. I don’t even know what you are saying right now..” He muttered as he stared at you, confused. “Are you drunk?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

You spat out the cigarette, coughing a little. “I’m not drunk, you know I don’t drink. But I just—couldn’t it keep it away from you.” You sighed, reaching out and grabbing his hands, holding his hands tightly. “Stone please understand-“ “I don’t understand. Explain.” Stone said, his cheeks turning a reddish color. But his lips formed into a smirk.

You blinked, before your face began to turn a different shade of pink. “Well—I—erm..” You began to stammer. “I’m in love with you.”

Stone nodded slowly. “Yeah I know.” He muttered as he held onto your hands tightly. “But I—wait what?” You perked up, raising an eyebrow. Before your eyes widened. “How did you know?!” You yelled, ripping your hands away from his. He frowned. “It was super obvious. We literally share a tent together and you get all flustered whenever we hold each other.” “Yeah but you also get all flustered too!”

Stone glanced away, grumbling as he himself began to grew flustered. “That’s different.” He muttered as he shook his head. “You’re always trying grab my hand.” “But you grab my hand first.” You pointed out quickly. “Can I finish speaking?” He asked as he rolled his eyes.

“My point is—it’s obvious that you’re in love with me. Now can you properly please confess your love for me?” Stone asked as he leaned back, pulling out another cigarette and lit it. You stared at him confused, titling your head to the side.

“Well—then alright.” You take a deep breath in. “I’ve been thinking about you ever since we first meant. Even when Vinnie and Skipp are talking I’m just thinking about your voice. When I got closer to you—I felt so right with you. It felt like finding a missing puzzle piece that I didn’t even know was missing. With you I feel so comfortable and confident with you, even when you’re trying to put me down i just feel so drawn to you. With everything me and you have talked about and been through it felt like fate brought us together because it knew that we would be most happy with each other rather than other people. I’m trying to say that I’ve loved you for the longest time.”

“Sorry I wasn’t listening could you repeat that?” Stone said as he looked over to you, puffing out smoke from his lips. You stayed silent.

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“So you knocked out Stone because he asked you to repeat your love confession?” Vinnie asked as she stared at the unconscious body of Stone. “We talked about knocking out people, Y/n!” Skipp sighed as he stared down at Stone, shaking his head. “Honestly, you did us a favor.”

[ajalholland]

Awkward (Cloud Strife x reader)

Note from author:(I lost a bet, and this was what I was told to write... The whole one shot is a joke)

Cloud's heart skipped a beat as he laid eyes on the stunning girl, (Y/n). He felt his cheeks flush as he approached her, tongue-tied and awkward. As he drew near, he opened his mouth, fully intending to say something charming and witty. But instead, in a moment of sheer stupidity, the words that tumbled out were: "Would you have my babies?" 

(Y/n) was stunned into silence, her cheeks turning bright red, her mind racing as she tried to process the unexpected words that came out of a stranger's mouth. "Uh - what?," she managed to stammer out. She stared at Cloud in disbelief, her mind still reeling from the sudden and blunt proposal.

Cloud's face immediately turned crimson red as he realized just how ridiculous he sounded. He frantically fumbled over his words as he tried to backpedal. "I-I mean, uh - I- I didn't mean - well...," he stuttered, desperately trying to salvage what was left of his dignity.

(Y/n)'s initial shock gave way to a mix of amusement and curiosity, her lips curving into a small smile at Cloud's adorably flustered reaction. She couldn't help but find his awkward fumbling endearing in a way. "Oh...I see," she said, her voice laced with a hint of teasing. "You just casually go around asking girls to have your babies?"

Cloud's face flushed an even deeper shade of red at (Y/n)'s playful response. He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, feeling more embarrassed by the second. "No, no, of course not," he blurted out, trying to keep his cool. "I just... I don't know what I was thinking. It just came out. Sorry, it's stupid. I mean, I don't even know you. I don't even know your name."

He looked at her expectantly, hoping she'd offer her name as a way to steer the conversation in a different direction.

(Y/n) chuckled softly at Cloud's flustered demeanor, finding it incredibly charming. She decided to put him out of his misery. "It's quite alright," she reassured him. "Sometimes things come out a bit...unexpected, don't they?" She offered him a warm smile. "My name is (Y/n)," she introduced herself. "(Y/n) (L/n)."

A wave of relief washed over Cloud as (Y/n)'s warm smile and introduction helped ease his embarrassment. He chuckled at her comment, realizing just how much of a fool he must have made of himself by asking such a absurd question. "(Y/n)," he repeated, the name rolling off his tongue. "It's a beautiful name." He extended a hand towards her, still feeling a bit awkward but slowly regaining his composure. "Cloud Strife," he said, introducing himself as well.

(Y/n) accepted Cloud's handshake, a soft smile still playing on her lips. "Thank you, Cloud. Nice to meet you." She studied him for a moment, taking in his appearance. He was undoubtedly attractive, in a rugged sort-of-way. There was a hint of vulnerability behind his awkwardness that she found endearing.

"So, Cloud," she began, a playful note in her voice, "asking girls to have your babies is not your usual pick up line, I presume."

Cloud's cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red at (Y/n)'s playful jab. "No, no, it's not," he stuttered, trying to force a nonchalant tone. "I mean, I don't usually – I'm not good with, uh, girls. That was just – it was the first thing that popped into my head, I guess."

He rubbed the back of his head again, feeling like a complete idiot. "Please don't hate me.." he muttered, sheepishly.

(Y/n) couldn't help but let out a small burst of laughter, the sound warm and amused. "I don't hate you, don't worry." She smiled, her tone teasing. "Though don't go saying that to any other girls. You might just get arrested."

 Cloud let out a sigh of relief, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips. A small, awkward chuckle escaped him as she teased him. "Yeah, I think I'll steer clear of that line in the future," he laughed, realizing just how ridiculous it was. He glanced at her, his heart skipping a beat again as he took in her smile. "You're not... going to tell anyone about this, are you?" he asked, a hint of pleading in his voice.

(Y/n) pretended to mull it over, a playful expression on her face. "Hm, I don't know," she said, her voice light and teasing. "It depends." 

Cloud's heart skipped another beat as (Y/n) dragged out her answer. He raised an eyebrow, curious now. "Depends on what?" he asked, a hint of nervousness in his voice, fearing her answer.

(Y/n) chuckled softly, enjoying the playful interaction between them. "It depends on whether you can make it worth my while," she replied, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Maybe a little bit of bribery?"

Cloud's eyebrows shot up in surprise at her playful demand for a bribe. "Bribery, huh?" he chuckled, unable to help the amusement in his tone. He pretended to think for a moment, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "And what exactly would I have to give you for your silence?" he asked, his expression a mix of curiosity and playful challenge.

(Y/n) grinned, enjoying the banter between them. "Oh, I don't know," she said, feigning a thoughtful expression. "Maybe a favor, something that could be useful to me in the future. Or perhaps," she added, her voice dropping to a flirty murmur, "you could owe me a date." She laughed faintly, clearly enjoying the game.

Cloud couldn't suppress the feeling of excitement that fluttered in his chest at her mention of a date. He tried to play it cool, a sly smile on his face. "A favor, eh? Or a date..." he mused, pretending to weigh his options. He let out a dramatic sigh, as if the decision was an immense burden.

"You drive a hard bargain, (Y/n)," he said, shaking his head in mock resignation. "But... I suppose if it keeps you from sharing my embarrassing moment with the whole world, I can do a date."

(Y/n) chuckled, her smile widening at Cloud's playful response. "Well, when it comes to blackmail, I'm a tough negotiator," she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Her expression softened slightly.

"A date, it is then," she confirmed, a hint of anticipation laced in her voice.

Cloud let out a soft breath, feeling a wave of relief and excitement wash over him as (Y/n) agreed to the date. A tiny, shy smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Great," he said, the word escaping with a slight hint of eagerness. He quickly tried to play it cool, clearing his throat and putting on his usual, nonchalant demeanor. 

"Uh, I mean...Yeah, whatever..." He rubbed the back of his head, feeling his heart flutter in his chest.

End

[jaysswlvrr]

Hatred

Summary☆ You and Jake were the most popular kids in school, but I never got along. You hated him. Soon, that would change.

Paring☆ Y/n x Jake

Warnings☆ Swearing, teasing, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), kind of mean dom jake, in the begging jake was kind of sub, slightest degration, nicknames, reader is on pill, slut shaming :(

You sat next to jake in lesson ignoring whatever he said.

"y/n and jake you are partners for the project" your teacher announced.

"ughhh " you groaned

"meet me at my house, around 7pm?" jake questioned.

"whatever, I hate you" you said before walking out the ended lesson.

" if she hates me that much, ill fuck the hatred out" he muttered to himself before walking out too.

Luckily, you never heard that part and skipped away to your friends house.

You were now home from your friends house and had just woke up realising you had to revise with jake. The only thing running through your head was "i dare you to make jake hard" one of your friends had dared you to do that after you said you weren't scared of doing anything, but this was on a whole another level. You had no other option to do, so you stood up and did you hair and makeup but leaving your high shorts and low-cut shirt.

ding dong

You rang his doorbell, fascinated by the size of his mansion but kept your cool. A few seconds later a shirtless jake opened the door welcoming you in. He had sloppy eyes which showed that he had just woken up from a nap, he somehow looked cuter.

Now its flirt mode (try not to cringe)

"Hii jakee, oh my gosh you've never looked cuterr" you said whilst running a finger on his abs "there rock hard" you looked up at him flutterring your lashes.

He couldn't even speak.

"Are we not going inside" he questioned moving your hand away gently.

Jake never showed he was flustered so you weren't shocked.

He led you into his bedroom which was way neater that you thought before siting down on a chair. You took of your jacket revealing you shirt hoping jake would notice.

He came back wearing a hoodie and sat next to you with spread out legs and papers ready to work.

time skipp

You have been studying for a while now and had enough.

"Jakee can we have a break-" but you stopped to notice jake staring at your- cleavage?

This gave you the idea to bend over slightly more to expose your chest.

"So, would you like to tell me what your staring at?" you said with a smug look on your face.

Before he could speak you climbed onto his lap, your clothed cunt now on his hard dick.

"Damn your really hard, do I look that good?"

mission accomplished (Hehe)

You started grinding slow but hard unto him.

"fuck" he groaned "you know how much of a fucking slut you are" but you just giggled. He lifts you off him and you lose any tension you had between him.

"whyy" you whimpered "I hate you"

"that's exactly why we are here today" jake said.

He started coming closer to you and before you could move anymore behind you back hit the wall, he grabbed your wrists with one of his big hand and lifted them above your head.

He used his other hand to slightly pull down your shirt to reveal more of your breast.

"this is what you've been teasing me with this whole time huh, you whore"

All you could do was let out little whimpers and look down.

"now any hatred that you have in me will be fucked out until the only thing in your mind will be my name" he spoke.

You looked up at him in shock whilst letting out a nervous laugh but you realised he was being dead serious.

"J-jake i think this is too far" you said with a cracking smile, but its not like you could go anywhere as jake had you trapped in his embrace, staring directly at you.

All of a sudden he started smirking which gave you shivers "if you don't strip by the time I'm back you'll be done"

done?

Well, you weren't risking anything and as soon as he left you took of your layers of your pyjamas. You hadn't even realised that you wore your light blue lingerie under.

You were now practically laying on his bed waiting for him to come back, as if he could hear your thoughts, he entered the room, once again, shirtless.

"Get up" he ordered sticking his hand for you to hold onto him. You grabbed his hand as he suddenly push your stomach onto the cold desk making you silently moan.

Without any doubt you were soaking with arousal which made jakes job easier. He started rubbing his veiny finger along your clothed pussy.

"Ughh please touch me jake" you pleaded.

"I am y/nn" but he wasn't properly, and he knew that.

"Jakee pleasee, actually" you both knew he was soaking hard as well but he clearly loved seeing you plead instead.

He didnt hesitate and pulled down your now ruined panties and stared at your dripping pussy.

"woah"

But all you could do was whimper and sulk about him not being in you even though you have been waiting so patiently.

He quickly enters you with a sharp thrust. And wow he was hard. He didn't give you anytime to adjust. He kept a steady, speedy pace which had you clenching around him already.

"If you keep doing that ill cum already" but you couldn't help yourself, his dick fit inside you like a finger around a ring.

"Fuckk jake I'm going to cum too"

He suddenly pushes your head down onto the ice cold desk, hitting a different angle.

"Jake!" you yelled

You quickly reached you orgasm followed by him.

"Where do you want me to cum?"

You pulled out from him and kneeled down with pleading eyes and a stuck out tounge.

"fuck" he groaned

You wrapped your lips around his cock as he started thrusting into you, his sperm creaming your mouth. You swallowed every bit without hesistation.

"Youre such a fucking slut" he argued.

" im your slut"

"And i still fucking hate you." You said.

"Then were going to have to have another round."

"Sure"

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☆Thank you for readingg pookie☆

@dependsontheday @jaeyunsprincxss

[sleepysnoots]

Hey, I saw your post and I was wondering if you could do a Stone x rich fem!reader, something like enemy to lovers, maybe? Thanks!! 💖

Thus has been rotting away in my drafts so i hope you guys like it also there might be a part two no promises tho

Stone x fem reader

Y/n is mentioned once cause pronouns were getting boring

And theres no warnings maybe stone being really fucking drunk

Not proofread

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Stone was walking the streets of ramshackle with vinnie and skipp. Vinnie was munching on stolen bread as she yapped about a plan she’s been plotting

Stone was in his own world really, very uninterested on what vinnie was saying as he took a swig of the bottle in his hand, until someone bumped into him causing the bottle to spill all over his face

Stone frowned as he looked at the person wiping the liquid off with his sleeve

“Hey watch where your goi-,” he paused realizing who it was before frowning “oh it’s you”

The girl he knew as y/n stood in-front of him, she wore a long fancy cream dress with boots her hair tied up in a bun as she looked at him with an equally disgusted look

She crossed her arms

“Ugh what are you looking at”

She sneered glaring at him

“Nothin pretty”

He muttered making her scoff

“Haha very funny”

She said sarcastically whilst rolling her eyes

“Ugh just get out my way freak. ”

And after saying that she shoved past stone earning a scoff from him as he watched her storm off

Vinnie glared at her grumbling before nudging stone with her elbow “what a bitch” she said to stone earning a nod from him

But stone seemed off, he was still watching her walk down the street.

Vinnie noticed this and saw a small tint of pink on his cheeks.

“No fucking way”

Vinnie laughed

“Theres no way!”

She said in disbelief skipp also noticing and smiling widely

“STONE HAS A CRUSH ON THAT RICH GIRL?”

Skipp teased equally as shocked as vinnie

Stone shook his head looking down at the two

“What? No i dont! shes such a bitch for no reason why-“

Vinnie cut him off with a huge grin

“You like women who talk down to you”

She wiggled her eyebrows with a huge teasing grin

“WHAT! No! i-i get out!”

He said a look of horror on his face as he pushed vinnie away, a huge blush was now present on his face.

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It was late, the busy town of ramshackle empty. Stone was clinging to anything near him, trying to at least stay balanced.

He stumbled his way into an alleyway falling into a pile of trash with a thud

He laid there brain feeling foggy

He might have gone a bit far today with the drinking

He laid there holding in his sick as he just rested his head on trash

“Stone?”

A voice called out as he lifted his head

It was y/n

He threw his head back with a groan

“Oh for fuck sakes of course its you”

He murmured his words coming out with a slur

She just rolled her eyes as she walked up to him

“I actually dont really care but im not that mean to just leave u here to die”

She said looking down at him realizing the state he was in

His cheeks were flushed his eyes glazed and hooded and he absolutely reeked of alcohol

“You look like shit” she said

Stone went to go and reply with some snarky comment but the minute he opened his mouth he threw up all over the ground

Y/n tried not to gag as she watched this but watching how vulnerable he was right now she decided to help him

Kneeling down next to him dodging the sick she started to pat his back helping him throw up the alcohol

After a few minutes he stopped sick dribbling down his chin as his skin got paler

“Fucking hell stone you need to stop drinking”

She muttered genuinely concerned

“F-fuck you i dont need your stupid opinions”

He slurred looking up at her

She rolled her eyes before holding out her hand

“Here look I’ll take u home so ur not left here im sure vinnie and skip can look after you”

He glanced at her his already flushed face turning brighter

He hesitantly took her hand as she guided it around her shoulder helping lift him up so he was stood next to her, he felt a hand slide across his back to his side as she gripped onto him trying to hold him up

“Your surprisingly lighter then i thought”

She chuckled

Stone coward looking to the side his face flushed

“Shut up”

He muttered

She just giggled helping carry him to vinnie and skipp

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Ill probs post a part two to this because i think it’s adorable but i realized i havent posted in a while so boom here u go stone simps 😘😘

[the-original-skipps]

|| Relationship Headcanons || Sunday x Reader || Honkai Star Rail ||

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PLAY!

in celebration of sunday’s release I decided to write something for him. after waiting forever for this man he finally came home!!! oh happy day

❥ Sunday is true gentleman through and through. Courteous and virtuous are two words used to describe this man after all. He’d treat you with the upmost respect and to always put your needs above his own. Besides being your lover, he could in a way be your butler as well. If there is anything you’d need of him, all you have to do is just ask. He’d be sure to complete your request with great care.

❥ Sunday is shy to admit it but he is very fond of your touch. You could almost say he’s touched starved. He is. At first, he’d finch in surprise at your sudden touch, not used to it. However, gradually he’d learn to accept it. It’ll get to a point where if you didn’t show any physical affection toward him that day, he’d desperately crave it. Though, he is shy to ask for it. So, you’d have to look out for his signals, his body language that he’s in need of physical affection right now.

❥ Sunday is very inexperienced when it comes to the matters of the heart. So, you’d basically be his first everything. You’ll have to take the lead and show/teach him things. He’ll be reluctant and shy at first but eventually he’ll warm up the idea. Giving you gentle surprise hugs from behind, or placing a chaste kiss on your forehead.

❥ Sunday, when it comes to physical affections is fond of two things. Hand holding and hugs. He also likes to place a kiss on the back of your hand as a greeting and a farewell. He’d always have a hand on your back or waist when walking together. They’re all very soft and subtle in nature.

❥ Sunday has pretty sensitive wings. That’s why he doesn’t like anything touching them. Though, you’d be the exception. Your gentle and soft brushes igniting delightful shivers down his body. Sometimes you can’t fight the impulsivity to carefully and softly “nom” them. Which has him shooting up from his seat. Leading him to lightly scold you with a blush on his face and wings fluttering. While you try and control your laughter.

❥ Sunday likes to play the piano for you. It’s been a secret hobby that he rarely had time for. However, now with you here - you’ve ignited his passion for playing again. From classical pieces to romantic ballads or even your favorite songs! He’d learn it and play it for you! If you know how to play too, he’d love to do a piano duet. If you don’t, he’d be elated to teach you. Regardless, he likes having your presence beside him when he plays.

❥ Sunday has a beautiful voice and you’re not afraid to let him know. He could be reciting the philosophies of Xipe and you’d happily listen despite the words going through one ear and out the other. That is why you like to ask him to read to you. You’re particularly fond of having him read romantic novels to you, his face glowing red at the more intimate scenes. His voice breaking and stuttering all the while you have grin on your face. Sometimes you’d catch him humming a song you made him listen to. Let’s just say the talent for vocals runs in the family.

❥ Sunday suffers from frequent nightmares. You’d know because you’ll wake up from the sensation of him clinging onto you tightly, quiet mumblings leaving his lips. You’d try to gently wake him up and when he does, you can tell from the slight shivering of his hands and unsteady voice that he’s not as okay as he wants you to believe. At moments such as these, he’d find your presence most calming. As you wrap your arms around him in a gentle hug, humming a song in hopes it’ll calm him down. When you do this it reminds of the times his sister used to comfort him when they were younger. It never fails to soothe him.

❥ Sunday has an affinity for dessert and sweet things. He likes to share them with you. Though he can finish a cake on his own, he’d be much happier to share them with you. He’ll even be delighted if you ask him to feed you or if you want to feed him. A couple of your dates can be comprised of visiting various cafe and bakeries to try out their deserts.

❥ Sunday likes going on different kinds of dates with you. His favorite being star watching. Just him, you and vast starry sky. He likes having you sit in front of him as he wraps his arms around you, resting his chin on your head or your shoulder. He’d even point out which stars are what, explaining the origins of their name. While you’re looking towards the different stars, he secretly takes a peek at your face which fills him in awe more than the brightest star above. The skies are vast but he’s happy to be able to share the one you’re under.

“Though I am much undeserving of your kindness. I thank you for choosing to remain by my side, my love.”

[heartsformars]

Hi! Can you please do the ramshackle trio, which are Skipp, Vinnie & Stone with a fem s/o who comes from the rich. Unlike the rich people, she doesn't seem the poor as inferior but human beings. She EXTREMELY SHY & doesn't know how to talk to people but she is kind & gentls as you get to know her. Plus she possesses an angelic beauty & a good singer. Sorry if this request is long.

Her outfit is this:

Heaven is missing an angel… ramshackle trio x fem! shy! Reader

A/N: Hi, I don't know if you wanted them separately or together but I wrote them separately because it is more comfortable for me to write them this way, but if you want me to write them again there is no problem

TW: stealing and gambling mentioned, bad jokes, vinnie being vinnie… again

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SKIPP

-You share his musical taste and he loves that! -He'll probably play songs for you while you sing, although if you're a little embarrassed he won't force you to. - you and him would definitely be that kind of duo where one talks more than the other. On any given date skipp would probably be telling his fifth story of the day or telling you about the things he likes while you just listen while sipping tea or coffee (or whatever drink you like). -He doesn't care if you're shy, he'll always be sure to give you a push to encourage you to talk to more people. -Even if it doesn't always work out and ends up being a disaster he will always be there to cheer you up at the end of the day. -he LOVES your fashion style. -probably mentioned it to you several times but you never knew how to respond in a coherent way. -until one day you gave him an outfit that matched yours -and he LOVES it -you probably always see him in those clothes when you go on dates and he'll make sure they don't get torn or damaged too much. -will always be sure to keep the things you give him in good condition. -although vinnie has accidentally pawned a few of them -from that time on all the gifts you give him will be kept with a "Do not touch" note.

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STONE

-probably won't think much of your shyness at first. -however, later on he may have doubts about it, he will not ask tho -he won't admit it but your voice relaxes him too much. After a crappy day he probably ends up falling asleep when you're asking him how his day was. -He denies affection too much, so when you give him things as gifts he'll act like he's not interested or even kind of annoyed that you spent money on him. (but you can see him smiling as he turns away.) -he's definitely a softie out of that whole "I'm not interested in other people" shell, so don't feel bad when he acts aloof, he just doesn't know how to express how much he appreciates you. -he never really cared about the way you dressed, it was nice and fancy like all the other rich people in ramshackle. -although if you give him a suit that matches yours he won't mind at all. -he probably won't wear it often, but he'll always keep it in a place where it won't get dirty or broken by rats. -he has flaws, of course, but you still love your sadboi no matter what.

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VINNIE

"Ermm excuse me, she asked for no pickles" ahh relationship 💀💀💀 -But no kidding, I feel like vinnie wouldn't pick up much that you're shy, you're just more reserved. -so don't be surprised when you find her shouting out things that you consider embarrassing but (according to her) are normal. -although obviously if you tell her someday she'll try to stop doing it, although it still gets away from her sometimes -Another person who LOVES your voice, whether it's a date or they're just hanging out, will encourage you to sing something just to hear you. -probably always admitting to liking your voice while you're dying of embarrassment. -Vinnie doesn't take hints very well. -I mean, outside of the basic secret steal signals if you tell her something like "the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?" she'll probably be like "yeah uh-huh." -although she'll start to pick up on them eventually, don't worry, she learns fast. -just like stone I feel like at first he didn't pay much attention to the way you were dressed, but she thought it was cute -I feel she wouldn't like wearing dresses so much, it's not comfortable to steal with those things on. -but if you give her one, she will try to wear it on occasions to look more decent, especially on dates. -although she would keep it in a special place with the other things you gave her as a present. -at first skipp and stone were hesitant to see her wearing so many expensive things -suspecting if she'd gotten lucky ripping off gamblers or if she'd stolen something REALLY expensive -although eventually they will realize it’s just her fancy gf giving her gifts

-and they’re fine with it until it’s practically vinnie drowning them out by mentioning you even before they go to sleep

-“oh and y/n is very cute and-“ AND you have stone covering himself (what is supposed to be) a pillow and skipp just telling her very politely that he wants to sleep

-but at the end of the day she’s happy with you, no matter what

—bye this actually took me so long is embarrassing but I didn’t have much time to write so SORRY!! But I have more free time so ig I’m just gonna finish some hcs & oneshots that I just left there lol

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Endure III: Girls

Series Synopsis: You and Eren Jaeger have been best friends since the age of two, but the two of you are destined for an inevitable tragedy. The world you have been born into is cruel; it is one where friends are traitors and enemies are allies, one where you find yourself doubting everything you've ever known. In this life, mistakes are fatal, and you must be careful, lest you make one too many.

Chapter Synopsis: You, Eren, and Dr. Jaeger go to meet a new friend, but the visit rapidly goes south.

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Eren Jaeger x Female Reader, Armin Arlert x Female Reader

Chapter Word Count: 5.3k

Content Warnings: swearing, canon-typical violence, sexual abuse (non-explicit), major character death, angst, original characters included

“Y/N!” Eren trilled, bursting into your house without even knocking. The nine year old boy spent as much time in your house as he did in his own at this point, so his sudden appearance did not shock anybody except for Merry, who barked once before realizing that it was Eren, who always brought some sort of treat for him. Today was no different, as Eren snuck the dog a piece of bacon before storming up to your room and banging on the door.

“OPEN UP, LAZY!” he shouted. You fell to the ground in a tangle of sheets, but you were not able to get up fast enough as Eren burst into your bedroom and nearly tripped over your prone form.

“What do you want, Eren?” you yawned, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.

“First off, it’s twelve in the afternoon. Get up. Second of all, my dad and I are going to visit some family on the outskirts of Shiganshina, and they have a daughter our age! You should come, don’t you think it’ll be fun to have a friend that’s a girl?” he said.

“You already have a friend that’s a girl. Me,” you said.

“No, I know that. I mean for you to have a friend that’s a girl,” he said.

“Right! Yeah, that would be nice. Do you think she’d let me braid her hair?” you said.

“You’d have to ask her,” Eren said.

“Oh, what’s her name?” you said in excitement, already planning out the wonderful friendship you were going to have with this mystery girl.

“Umm...Mikasa Ackerman, I think,” he said, rubbing his chin in thought.

“That’s so pretty! We’re going to be best friends, I just know it,” you said in delight.

“I thought we were best friends,” Eren said. You stood up, discarding your blankets and rolling your eyes.

“Duh, of course we are, but Mikasa is a girl. She’ll be my girl best friend. It’s different,” you said.

“Fine, I guess. But you can’t exclude me,” he said with a pout.

“Just find Min-Min if we do, it’s not that big of a deal. Unless you want me to braid your hair,” you offered.

“You can,” he said. You eyed his hair critically before shaking your head.

“No. It’s too short,” you said.

“Oh,” Eren said.

“Yeah,” you said, “Now can you get out so I can get dressed?”

“Sure. See you downstairs,” he said. You waved at him before getting ready in your normal attire of a navy skirt, fitted white shirt, tan cardigan, and a white ribbon tying your hair up in a loose ponytail.

“I like your scarf, Eren, it’s a very nice color,” you said once you had rejoined him, your favorite stuffed animal tucked under your arm. It was a mythical beast called a “tiger,” a sort of big striped cat that could roar. You had named it Tiger, because you had been four years old when you had been gifted the thing by the Jaegers, and the name had stuck.

“Thanks, it’s new. Why are you bringing Tiger?” he said.

“Because! I want Mikasa to meet him,” you said.

“That’s a good idea,” he said.

“I think you’re rubbing off on me,” you said.

“Good. About time you started being smart,” he said.

“Mr. Hannes says I’m smarter than you,” you said victoriously.

“You’re lying,” Eren said.

“Am not. Ask him next time we see him,” you said. Eren did not have a response for this, so he scowled and marched out of your house. Grabbing an apple, you followed him, quite happy with yourself.

It was a lovely spring day as you skipped down the road to where Dr. Jaeger was waiting for you, Eren trudging loyally behind you. Mrs. Jaeger waved cheerfully when she saw you walking up the stairs.

“Hi, darling! Are you going to the Ackermans’ with Grisha and Eren?” she said.

“Mhm, yeah, that’s right! And I’m going to become friends with Mikasa!” you said, “Or at least I hope so. Do you think she’ll like me?”

“I’m sure she will. She lives all by herself out there in that cabin in the woods, so I don’t know if she has very many friends. You’ll be nice to her, right?” Mrs. Jaeger said. You nodded.

“Of course! I’m always nice. It’s Eren who’s a meanie, but only sometimes,��� you said.

“I’m not a meanie! You’re a meanie!” Eren said.

“Not true! You’re so mean!” you said with a frown.

“No! Mom, she’s making that up. I’m super nice,” Eren assured Mrs. Jaeger, who only raised an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah? What about last week when you —?” you started before Eren cut you off by slapping his palm over your mouth.

“Shhhhh! Don’t be a tattletale!” he cried out in alarm.

“Eren, what did you do to Y/N last week?” Mrs. Jaeger sighed.

“Nothing!” he yelped. She shook her head and tugged at his ear.

“Your ears turn red when you lie, baby. What did you do?” she said, her hands on her hips.

“He ate the sandwich Mr. Orion gave me!” you helpfully supplied.

“Way to keep a secret, mouth!” Eren said.

“I never said I’d keep it a secret! I was really excited about that sandwich, Mr. Orion put goat cheese in it for me!” you said. Eren grinned.

“Yeah, it was a really good sandwich,” he said in fond remembrance.

“Butthead,” you muttered.

“You can’t mean that!” Eren said, tears gathering in his jade eyes at the cruel insult.

“I did,” you said gravely, “I’m still upset about that sandwich, you stupid loser from losertown.”

“No!” Eren gasped, “That was really harsh!”

“You’re not invited to my birthday party anymore,” you said, to add insult to injury. Eren’s jaw dropped, and he began frantically apologizing, promising to never eat your sandwich again, while you and Mrs. Jaeger just watched in amusement.

“Say, where’s your dad?” you said, interrupting his long-winded speech.

“Right here, Y/N. Are you two ready to go, then?” Dr. Jaeger said, appearing from seemingly nowhere and patting you on the head. You and Dr. Jaeger were friends. He was very pleased that you found medicine and anatomy cool, unlike Eren, whose only interest in the human body was how hard he had to hit it to make it break. Many nights, while Eren was asleep upstairs, you and Dr. Jaeger would sit by the fire, and he would show you illustrations of the different muscles and bones and how they all fit together. You already knew that when you grew up, you wanted to work with him, and he seemed perfectly alright with that idea.

“Have you met Mikasa before?” you said as you got into the carriage. It would take you most of the way, though you would have to walk on foot for the final stretch in the forest, since there were so many roots and things that the wheels would catch on.

“No,” Eren said from where he sat beside you, staring out the window.

“Quiet, Eren, I was asking your father,” you reprimanded him.

“Yes, I have. She’s a very sweet girl, though she’s rather shy. You’ll try to be friends with her, won’t you?” Dr. Jaeger said.

“If she’s nice and doesn’t have a bad attitude, then sure, we shouldn’t have a problem,” Eren said.

“Eren, this is why you only have two friends,” Dr. Jaeger said. You suppressed a laugh.

“Of course I’ll try to be friends with her! I even brought Tiger for her to meet,” you said, showing him the stuffed animal proudly. Dr. Jaeger nodded in approval.

“I’m sure she’ll be thrilled to meet him. And the two of you, of course,” he said.

“Is her hair long enough to braid?” you said.

“If I recall correctly, it is,” he said, pushing his glasses up his nose contemplatively.

“Eren! Did you hear that? I can braid Mikasa’s hair!” you said.

“Only if she lets you,” he reminded you.

“Oh yeah. Dr. Jaeger, do you think she’ll let me braid her hair?” you said.

“That’s something only Mikasa can answer, Y/N,” he said. You frowned.

“I hope so. I need someone to practice on,” you said.

“I already told you you can braid my hair!” Eren complained. You rolled your eyes before patting your lap.

“Okay, I’ll try. Come here,” you said. He lay his head on your lap and closed his eyes as you tried to braid his hair. As you had expected, it was far too short to actually properly braid, so you settled for making a bunch of tiny ones that stuck up everywhere, which kept the two of you occupied for the ridiculously long carriage ride.

“Eren, son, you look like a demon,” Dr. Jaeger said.

“Probably accurate branding,” you said. Eren inspected himself in the metal behind Dr. Jaeger’s bench.

“Okay, I do look kind of silly...but I’m not taking them out! Y/N worked hard on these braids, and I’m not going to ruin them because I look weird,” he said. You ran your fingers through his hair, effortlessly undoing the braids with one motion.

“It wasn’t that difficult, don’t worry. Now you don’t look weird,” you said when he looked affronted at your actions. He grumbled something under his breath, but it was not loud enough to be understandable, so you just shrugged and turned back to Dr. Jaeger, who was beginning to gather his things in his kit.

“Are we almost there?” you said eagerly.

“Yes, we are. Now, I want you two on your best behavior. Eren, that means no bothering Y/N. Y/N, please try not to antagonize him too much,” he said.

“I never ant-ag-o-nize Eren! Right, Eren?” you cooed. He gave you a dull look.

“I don’t know what that means,” he said.

“It means that I cause you to be violent. I don’t cause you to be violent,” you said.

“Yes you do,” he said, “How else am I supposed to protect you?”

“Violence is not always the answer,” Dr. Jaeger said diplomatically.

“That’s right, dad. Violence is a question, and the answer is yes,” Eren said.

“Eren!” you said, though you were fighting a laugh. “Bad! You can’t go fighting everyone you see!”

“I don’t fight everyone I see, just the people that mess with you and Armin,” he said.

“How about you don’t fight anybody?” Dr. Jaeger suggested.

“Hmm. I’ll think about it,” Eren said, though once his father’s back was turned, he shook his head at you, as if to say he would not even consider such a thing. You giggled quietly. This was how Eren operated: he fought first and spoke later. It was the opposite of Armin, who just wanted to talk things out. You were different yet again from the two, preferring to hide from conflict entirely and let your friends take care of the many little problems that plagued your lives.

The forest was alive with the sounds of birds chirping and the breeze rustling through the leaves. The sun was already beginning to set, proof of how long the ride to the Ackermans’ had been. Eren was like your shadow, watching over you with a protective gaze as you bounded through the trees. Dr. Jaeger led the way, both because he was the only one that knew where he was going and because his long strides were double that of you and Eren’s.

“Look at the butterfly!” you said, pointing at the pretty insect. It had orange, black, and white wings that it lazily flapped, drifting in the air before landing on the tip of Eren’s nose. The boy looked incredibly surprised, crossing his eyes to see it properly.

“Why is it on me?” he said.

“Because you must be magical or something! Fairy Princess Eren!” you said in delight. He scrunched his nose in distaste, and the butterfly flew away, startled. You watched it go sadly.

“I don’t wanna be a fairy princess! I’m a brave knight!” he said, picking up a stick and crouching before poking you with it. “On guard!”

“I’m not going to sword fight with you! You’re supposed to sword fight the bad guys to save me!” you said, your hands on your hips in disappointment at his severe lapse in judgement. He considered this before shrugging and pretending to fight some imaginary foe.

“Ha! I did it! I killed the evil men!” Eren said before bending his knees slightly. You immediately hopped on his back, and he took off at a run to catch up with his father.

“Go, horsie, go!” you said, patting him on the head as he sprinted as fast he could.

“I’m not a horsie!” Eren said.

“Well, I’m riding you, so you’re a horsie,” you said with a shrug, “Simple as that.” He did not have a proper response for this, so he continued to try and reach Dr. Jaeger without a word.

Arriving at the Ackerman household, Eren deposited you to the ground with a huff of breath, his face slightly red from exertion.

“You’re going to make a great first impression on Mikasa and her parents,” you said.

“It’s okay. I don’t care what they think of me. I made you happy, right?” he said.

“Yeah, riding you was pretty fun,” you said.

“So that’s all that matters. The Ackermans probably won’t even care,” he said. Dr. Jaeger gave you both warning looks before opening the door.

Something was wrong. It had to be, for Dr. Jaeger’s face went white, and his hands trembled. His lips parted in shock as he stared into the Ackermans’ house. You and Eren exchanged confused glances, but when you tried to peer around him, he pushed you back with his arm.

“Both of you, go wait by the foot of the mountain for me, okay? Do not go anywhere else. Do not move a muscle from that spot, is that clear?” he said. His tone was grave, and all playfulness from earlier had vanished. You hugged your stuffed animal tighter to your chest.

“Dad, what’s going on?” Eren said. Dr. Jaeger shook his head.

“It’s nothing. Get out of here, now,” he said.

“No! Tell us what’s happening!” Eren said.

“Is Mikasa okay?” you said quietly, worry for the stranger who already felt like your friend filling you.

“I don’t know,” Dr. Jaeger said gravely, “Her parents have been murdered, and she has most likely been abducted. I’m going to go contact the MPs so that they can try to find her kidnappers, but I need to know that you two will be safe.”

“I’ll protect Y/N,” Eren said seriously, grabbing your hand and leading you towards the foot of the mountain where Dr. Jaeger had indicated you should wait for him.

“I don’t think the MPs will get there on time,” you said as some strange energy began to thrum in your veins. This was you at your worst; the you that Eren hated, because you were foolhardy and reckless and he always had to dash in and save you, but you were not thinking about that. You were not thinking of anything but the fact that somewhere on this very mountain, Mikasa Ackerman was in danger.

“That’s not our problem. If I was alone, I’d go save her, but what if those people kidnap you, too? Then we’re really in trouble! We just have to trust the military police,” Eren said.

“She’s our friend!” you argued.

“We’ve never even met her,” he said. You wrenched your hand from his grasp and crossed your arms, adrenaline shooting through your body and your heart pumping. Eren’s eyes widened as he realized what you were going to do, but when you were like this, he could not stop you. Nobody could. Like this, you could march through hell and come out singing.

“I’m going to find her,” you said.

“Stop! Y/N, don’t be an idiot!” he shouted. Idiot, stupid, silly. All of those things described you, to be sure, but that was unimportant.

Don’t worry, Mikasa. Just stay alive. I’ll save you, even if Eren won’t help me.

You darted through the trees, the dim twilight sun your only source of illumination. You could barely see where you were going, and you had to rely on instinct to guide you.

You soon ran into another, far larger problem. You had no clue where to go or where Mikasa could be. What if she wasn’t even on this mountain? Had you run all of this way for nothing? You clutched Tiger tightly in your hands and looked around for some sort of clue as to your whereabouts, or perhaps hers.

Footprints in the mud. They were large, which meant they could not possibly be yours. Either they were the people who had kidnapped Mikasa’s, or they were some random stranger that might help you out or know something. Both possibilities were equally as ideal, so you resolved to follow them to where they led.

As you trudged through the mud, the energy from before started to fade, and you began to feel scared. An owl hooted somewhere, and a lone wolf mournfully howled. You shivered at the air, which had grown cold. What were you going to do even if you did find Mikasa’s abductors? You did not have any delusions of being able to fight them. You were not Eren. You were not brave or strong, but you had to see this through. You were the girl’s only hope.

The footprints led you to a small cabin in a little clearing. You could see the warm glow of a fire through the windows, and you sighed in relief. You had made it, though where you had made it, you were not sure. Still, you were at some destination. Reaching the door, you knocked quietly.

A tall man opened it, looking down at you in surprise.

“What’s a pretty little thing like you doing out here?” he said, blocking the room behind him. You craned your neck to try and see if Mikasa was back there, but your line of sight was obstructed by the man’s bulk.

“I got lost, sir. Do you think you could help me?” you said timidly. The man’s gaze was predatory and cruel, and a small smirk curled on his lips.

“Yeah, but only if you help me first. Think you can do that?” he said.

“Uh, I guess so,” you said. He reached out for you, and the lifting of his arms gave you a glimpse of the room behind him, where a girl was lying on the floor, tied up, with a small trickle of blood trailing out of her mouth. There was no doubt about it: that was Mikasa Ackerman, and you were in trouble. The man was about to do the same thing to you as he had to her, and you were powerless to stop it.

“Get away from my friend!” Eren shouted, and before anybody could move, a sharp knife came whistling through the air, striking the man in the neck. He collapsed backwards in shock, and you stared at his fallen figure in horror. Eren had just killed a man.

Sprinting the rest of the way to the cabin door, Eren shoved past you and took another knife, stabbing the other kidnapper in the stomach repeatedly until he finally groaned and died.

“Did you just...did you just kill them?” you said hysterically, creeping around the bodies to where Mikasa lay. You began to untie the ropes that bound her with shaking hands.

“I did, and I’d do it again. I told you this was a bad idea! You almost died!” he said.

“What’s going on?” Mikasa mumbled as you gave up on the ropes. Eren stomped over and began sawing at them, finally freeing the girl. She sat up in confusion, looking at the two of you.

“You were kidnapped, but we saved you,” you said. She blinked, and you figured she was in...what had Dr. Jaeger called it? Shock? Yes, she was probably in shock.

“Let’s get out of here,” Eren muttered.

“What about the third man?” she said. You and Eren exchanged looks of pure terror. Third man? There was no third man...or was there?

“What the hell happened here?” a thundering voice resounded deep in your bones. The three of you turned to the doorway of the cabin, where the final abductor had finally appeared, and he was not pleased at the deaths of his accomplices. His eyes locked on Eren, who still held the knife in his hand, and in one swift movement, he picked him up by the neck and began to squeeze the life out of him.

“You thought you could play the hero and come save your friends? Well, now you’re going to die for that mistake!” he snarled as Eren began to choke. The boy struggled, but it was futile. He gave you and Mikasa an entreating look.

“Come on, you two…” he wheezed out, “FIGHT!”

“Fight?” Mikasa repeated, still dazed. You could see the spark fading from Eren’s eyes, but it felt like you were the one being choked, your body immobile.

“Mikasa,” you whispered, “You have to help us.” She was strong. She was brave and strong, and she would save you, and she would save Eren. You had been foolish to think of yourself as her savior, when all along it was destined to be the other way around.

“I...can’t. I don’t know how,” she said in a panic, even as she lifted the knife, her entire body trembling, her ripped clothes hanging on her pale body giving her a ghostly appearance.

“Please, Mikasa,” you said as Eren’s head lolled back from the lack of oxygen and his struggles began to cease, “You have to fight.”

“Fight,” she affirmed.

“Fight,” Eren gasped out.

“Fight!” you shouted. She let out a determined cry before charging the third kidnapper, who dropped Eren in alarm and turned to face the whirlwind of fury and rage that was Mikasa Ackerman as she kicked him to the ground before plunging the knife through his heart, covering all three of you in a fountain of his blood.

You crawled over to Eren, who was sitting up and coughing, rubbing at his bruised throat. The blood that ran down his face was not his own, but it scared you all the same, until you looked down and saw that the crimson liquid had splattered all over your shirt and arms, staining and scalding your skin. Mikasa was no better off, the entire front of her shredded nightgown a brilliant red as she sat beside the corpse, staring contemplatively at the knife she had just used to take down a fully grown man.

“Eren, are you okay?” you whispered.

“Throat hurts a bit, but I’m fine besides that. What about you? Did you get hurt at all?” he said.

“No, you saved me in time, like always. It’s Mikasa we should be worried about,” you said, turning your gaze to the girl, who regarded the two of you coolly.

“You’re Mikasa, then?” Eren said.

“I sure hope so, otherwise we’d really have a problem,” you said.

“Yeah, I’m Mikasa,” she said quietly, “Can you guys help me get home?”

“We should wait for the military police to find us,” you said.

“Oh, so now you want to wait,” Eren groused.

“Shut it, Eren, you and I both saw what state she was in. I was right; the MPs wouldn’t have gotten here in time. As it is, we barely made it,” you said, crossing the room to sit beside Mikasa.

“I’m just glad we’re all okay. Thanks for saving me, by the way, Mikasa. I’m Eren Jaeger, and that’s my best friend, Y/N L/N,” he said, pointing at you. You waved at her.

“And this is Tiger!” you said, giving her your stuffed animal.

“I like Tiger,” she said. Her voice was soft and shaky, but at least she was speaking. If what Dr. Jaeger had said was correct, then she had seen her parents be murdered before she had been kidnapped. Her fragile mental state made sense, and you were overcome with an overwhelming need to care for her.

“You can keep him! He’s really soft and nice,” you said with a bright smile. Her eyes filled with tears as she hugged the toy to her chest.

“Thanks,” she sniffed.

“Are you cold?” you said. She nodded.

“Little bit.”

“Here, have my scarf,” Eren said, taking off his red scarf and wrapping it around her. You could not help but notice that it matched the blood that still drenched her, and you tore your eyes away from it, forcing yourself to keep your attention on your friends.

“It’s warm. Thanks,” she said, hiding her face in the wool.

“My mom got it on sale. It was 50% off,” Eren informed her.

“Wow, that’s a really good deal,” you said.

“Yeah, I think it’s because summer’s coming or something. I don’t know. Anyways, I’m glad you like it, Mikasa,” he said.

“You guys are really nice,” she said.

“Am I allowed to hug you?” you said, not wanting to invade her personal boundaries, especially when you didn’t know what she had been through at the hands of the people that had taken her. She seemed surprised but nodded slowly, so you did exactly that. She smelled like blood and sweet almonds.

“Listen, Mikasa. We’re your friends. I know we’ve never met before, but we’re friends, and friends look out for each other, right?” Eren said.

“I don’t know. I’ve never really had friends before,” she said.

“Well, you have them now, and the answer is yes, they do,” you said.

“Okay,” she said.

“So don’t thank us. It’s just what friends do for each other, that’s all,” Eren said. Mikasa processed this, still nestled safely in your embrace while Eren sat protectively between you and the door, one of his knives resting beside his leg, ready to be used in case the next person that entered was not a member of the military police but rather another attacker.

“You have really pretty hair, Mikasa,” you said to her while you waited for help to come.

“I do?” she said.

“Yeah, it’s super nice! You’ll have to let me try and braid it sometime. Well, only if you want to,” you added as an afterthought, not wanting her to feel pressured into doing something she didn’t want.

“I think that would be fun,” she said. She had a very slow, careful way of speaking, as if every word that left her mouth was thought and planned out before she said it. It was a sharp contrast to Eren, who said what he wanted, and Armin, who spoke at a mile a minute when he was passionate about something.

“Sounds like a plan. We can have sleepovers, and you can meet Min-Min and Merry,” you said, prattling on in an attempt to distract her from the fact that you were in a dark room surrounded by corpses. She gazed at you with her shimmering dark grey eyes.

“Who are Min-Min and Merry?” she said.

“Min-Min is Armin. He’s our other best friend,” Eren said.

“And Merry’s my dog!” you said.

“They’re both really nice. And if you feed Merry a treat he’ll like you for sure,” Eren said.

“That’s good. I like dogs,” Mikasa said, leaning her head against your collarbone. The blood that dripped off of her flowed freely onto you, but you knew that that was the least of your worries. Your parents would hardly be angry, or at least so you hoped, but who knew what the military police would do when faced with what you had done? After all, you all had just killed three people.

It was another twenty minutes before the military police and Dr. Jaeger barged in, looking around fearfully. When their eyes dropped to you sitting on the floor calmly, surrounded by puddles of crimson and rapidly cooling bodies, they gasped.

“What...did you guys do?” Dr. Jaeger said, staring at you in shock.

“The evil men tried to hurt Y/N and Mikasa, so I killed them. Then there was a third one that took us by surprise and started choking me, so Mikasa killed him. It was all in self-defense,” Eren said.

“He’s right,” you said, “If it wasn’t for us, Mikasa would be dead, and if Eren hadn’t killed those men, I would be too. Please don’t arrest him.”

“Nobody’s getting arrested, but still...how old are you three?” one of the MPs said.

“Nine,” Mikasa said.

“Nine?” he repeated. You and Eren nodded, and he let out a long, low whistle.

“Walls be damned. There’ll be an investigation, but you three should be just fine. You’re a hero, son,” the MP said, patting Eren on the head before heading back outside to talk with more of his comrades, shaking his head and muttering “nine years old” under his breath again and again.

“What were you guys thinking? I told you to stay at the foot of the mountain!” Dr. Jaeger yelled as the three of you followed after him, Mikasa still wearing Eren’s scarf and hugging Tiger.

“I’m really sorry for not listening, Dr. Jaeger, but we had to save Mikasa. The MPs wouldn’t have come in time,” you said.

There was something akin to fear in the man’s eyes as he regarded you, and the gravity of what you had just done hit you. This was no game of pretend — Eren had really killed someone. No, not just someone — two people, and you had convinced an innocent girl to murder the third. You were more to blame than Mikasa for her actions, as you were certain she wouldn’t have done anything if it hadn’t been for your urging.

Yet, barbaric though it was, had it really been wrong? Eren didn’t think so.

“Those men were animals of the worst sort, dad,” he said flippantly, “So we put them down. You should be proud of us.”

“Who are you to decide who deserves to live and die, Eren? You’re only nine years old!” Dr. Jaeger said, flinching away slightly from his bloodstained boy.

“If they try to kill my friends, then I will kill them. It isn’t really a difficult concept. Come on, we should go home now. Y/N’s probably cold, and Mikasa needs a bath,” Eren responded. It was true; you had not realized how cold you had become until he had pointed it out.

“Home?” Mikasa said.

“Yeah, you can stay with us from now on. Right, dad?” Eren said. Dr. Jaeger composed himself and nodded firmly.

“Right, yes, of course. We’ll be delighted to have you for as long as you want,” he said. Mikasa gave you an unsure glance, and you nodded encouragingly at her.

“O-okay. Yeah, I think I’ll stay with you guys, then...if it’s not too much trouble,” she said.

“’Course it’s not. We’re friends, remember? And friends look out for each other,” Eren said.

“Right,” Mikasa said with a small smile.

As you walked back to the carriage, you turned to Eren, who was staring directly ahead at the moon in wonder. His love of the moon had not faded in all of these years; if anything, it had only grown, just as your fondness for the sun had increased over time.

“Say, Eren...how did you know where to find me? And that I was in trouble?” you said, referring to how he had perfectly thrown the knife in the nick of time to save you from suffering the same fate as Mikasa.

He shifted to face you, his jade green eyes almost glowing in the silvery light. His expression was somber as he casually shrugged.

“There was a man. He showed me how to get there and what to do,” he said.

“What was his name? Where did he go?” you said.

“I don’t know. He vanished. The only thing he said before going...was ‘save Y/N.’”

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something i wrote last year but forgot about lol

You Shouldn’t Have Seen That (Eraser Head x GN!Reader) - Preview(?)

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     You were sitting at the dining table when he came home, your eyes fixed on the wall in front of you, blank and unblinking. When he gently placed his hand on your shoulder, he could feel you tense up.

     “(Y/N)?” He brows furrowed as he stared down at you. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

     You didn’t say anything, you didn’t even turn around to look at him. Aizawa could feel you begin to shake. He looked you over once; you seemed physically fine, so perhaps it was emotional.

     As gently as he could, he took your chin in his rough, calloused hand and slowly turned it so that you would face him.

     “(Y/N), please,” he spoke softly, “what happened? I hate seeing you like this.”

(((skippity skip skipp)))

     …I love it when they resist.

     The cruel grin on his face had been permanently etched into your mind. The sound of his once soothing voice no longer calmed you like it once had. All you could hear was the same sardonic tone he used when he broke that villain’s bones. You could still hear his laugh along with the sounds of bones cracking.

     In an instant, you jerked away from Shouta, your arms gripping the table in front of you as you stood up.

     “I-I don’t… I don’t understand.” You muttered.

     “What don’t you understand, (Y/N)?” He tried to come closer, but you only flinched.

     “Please, just… just go.”

     Shouta blinked in surprise.

     “Is someone threatening you?”

     “No.”

     “Are you in danger?”

     “That’s not… I don’t know…”

     “You have to tell me what happened, I can help—”

     “I saw you!” You finally shouted.

     Shouta didn’t say anything. What did you mean by that?

To be continued...(?)

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