#sorry Annie I failed u

[regina-cordium]

I think I have to accept defeat and know my girlsies week fic isn’t actually gonna get written 😔

[yourgothiccqueen]

LN4 - “Formula One Sucks” Part 2

Summary: Y/N and Lando go on their first date.

Pairings: Lando Norris x Female Reader

Warnings: Swearing, hints of sexual tension etc

PART 1 PART 2 PART 3

Masterlist

*Ping*

Y/N glanced down at her phone, a small smile forming at her lips. There would only be one person messaging her so late at night.

lightning mcqueen: Soooo, what did you think of the race today? :)

The last thing she expected to happen after her begrudging trip to Silverstone was to end up texting a certain McLaren driver.

Well, it was more than texting really. There were calls too, every other day. Lando was a busy (understatement of the year) guy, but they’d found themselves falling into a comfortable routine of late night conversations.

y/n: didn’t watch it, was too busy washing my dog :,)

A lie, of course. Y/N had recently found herself infatuated with F1. She hadn’t missed a race. But she wasn’t going to let Lando feel smug about that.

lightning mcqueen: u little shit, you don’t have a dog!

y/n: says who?!

lightning mcqueen: you, on the phone last week!

y/n: 🤷‍♀️ maybe I was washing my friends dog?

lightning mcqueen: its okay, no need for lies - i know ur an f1 super fan now thanks to yours truly :D

Y/N felt a smile tug at her lips. Okay, he was smug. But it was kinda cute.

y/n: okayyyy, perhaps I did watch. And perhaps I thought you were rather impressive. happy now?

lightning mcqueen: very :) goodnight grumpy girl x

y/n: goodnight u smug bastard x

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It didn’t take long for him to ask her on a date. It caught her by surprise, despite the ease at which they’d been chatting over the past month.

“What do you even wear on a date with an F1 driver?” Y/N groaned, flopping back on to her bed.

Piles of clothes were scattered around the room, deemed totally unacceptable for a date with Lando Norris.

“Not this.” Her friend Annie, grimaced, picking up a bright pink Oodie off of the floor.

“Yeah no shit!”

“Look, you must have something in here.” Annie rummaged through the wardrobe. “Where’s he taking you anyway?”

“Someplace in central. It’s not too fancy, but it’s definitely fancier than the pink Oodie.” Y/N pointed.

“Oooo. This could work!” Annie pulled out a relatively new, seemingly unworn black dress. “Can’t go wrong with a little black dress.”

Y/N’s eyes widen - “I can’t wear that!”

“Why the hell not?”

“It’s too…showy. I bought it on a whim. For a nice occasion.”

Annie rolled her eyes “if you’re not going to wear it on a date with a super hot formula one driver, then when the hell are you gonna wear it?!”

Fair point.

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Stood outside the restaurant, Y/N felt her nerves begin to grow. What the hell was she doing? She didn’t do this sort of thing! If she’d had told herself a month ago that she’d be going on a date with Lando, she’d have laughed in her own face. This was wild. This was ridiculous. This was positively insane in fact!

“Y/N?”

Suddenly whipped out of her own thoughts, Y/N turned around.

Oh god, he looked bloody gorgeous.

He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling as he did. His white shirt was a stark contrast against his tan skin. His curly hair was slightly more tamed than usual - he’d clearly made an effort, which made Y/N’s heart race even faster.

“Hey!” She managed to stutter out, sounding far more confident than she felt inside.

“Hi! God I’m so sorry I’m late, were you waiting long?” Lando queried.

Y/N had failed to notice that he was late in the first place, having been so in her own head.

“No just got here.” She smiled. “You look really nice.” She paused, a fleeting moment of confidence. “For a smug bastard, of course.”

A quick laugh left Lando’s mouth.

“Ha! You look lovely too, despite being the world's grumpiest woman, of course.”

“Oh of course.” Y/N giggled, as they made their way inside.

He’d chosen well - it was beautiful inside the restaurant, but not fancy enough to make Y/N feel uncomfortable.

Y/N placed her phone down on the table as she sat, and Lando couldn’t help but catch a glimpse.

“Wait, why am I called Lightning McQueen in your phone?” He laughed.

“Because you’re fast - duh!”

“Lightning McQueen is red.” Lando retorted, a look of exasperation written across his face, as he made himself comfortable in his chair.

“So?”

Lando rolled his eyes, jokingly.

"There's nothing wrong with red cars!" Y/N exclaimed.

“Well, I prefer orange myself. Gimme your phone, I’ve got a better name.”

“If I must”

Y/N passed her phone across the table and into Lando's hand. His fingers brushed hers as she did so. Despite their playful bickering, she couldn't help but wish she could leave her hand on his a moment longer.

God, she was fully gone and she'd only been sat in his presence for less than five minutes. He was going to be the death of her.

Lando typed into Y/N’s phone momentarily, before passing it back, a small smirk on his face.

“Lando ‘The Hunk’ Norris?” She laughed, eyebrows raising. “Really?”

“Well, it’s much more accurate, don’t you think?”

He folded his arms across his chest. Y/N felt herself begin to blush, so decided the sane response was to hide herself behind the menu.

"Well?" Lando quipped.

"Well what, Lando 'The Hunk' Norris?" Y/N spoke, glancing up at the curly haired man. His eyes bore into hers, a slight mischievous glint to them.

"Aren't you going to agree?"

"You want me to tell you that you are in fact, a 'hunk'?" She retorted.

Lando leaned back in his chair. "I suppose I don't need you to. The fact that you've gone bright red says it all."

Y/N felt her blush deepen.

"You're a cocky bastard. you know that?"

"I haven't had any complaints yet."

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The rest of the date passed in a blur of midly flirtatious comments and an abundance of sexual innuendos. Y/N wasn't sure what she had been expecting when she'd agreed to a date with Lando. She'd presumed he'd be polite, and sincere and kind - which he was. But what she hadn't anticipated was his quick wit and his ability to call her out. She liked it. She liked it very much indeed.

Perhaps she'd finally met her match.

By the time they left the restaurant the sun had long set, and a light drizzle had set in.

Y/N felt the breath leave her lungs as Lando took his hand in hers.

"Thank you." He smiled, softly.

"What for, exactly?" She questioned, half unable to focus on anything except the feeling of his warm hand in hers.

"For...this. It's not often I get to meet someone who... makes me feel so normal. Someone who isn't afraid to say what's on their mind. It's nice."

Once again, a blush crept up Y/N's neck and towards her cheeks.

"Well, I am pretty incredible." She winked.

"Oh, shut up!"

"Make me."

Lando stepped forward, and in one breathe his lips crashed into her own. It was messy at first, filled with passion and unresolved sexual tension, before they found their rhythm. She closed her eyes, feeling his strong hands wrapped around her waist. His mouth molded against hers, warmth spilling throughout her body. He was perfect. His mouth moved in perfect timing against hers, as she entwined her hands at the base of his hair, letting her fingers run through his curls. She could stand her forever, she thought, with her body pressed against his, his mouth against hers.

Eventually, Y/N pulled away first, gazing up into Lando's darkened eyes. His lips were swollen and wet - she already wanted to kiss him again.

"Want to continue this date at mine?" She whispered, unable to leave his gaze.

"Say no more."

[goldessia]

MULTI!headcannons . . . how they fuck you, kinks

— - ft. levi, eren, mikasa, annie, armin, jean

warnings: p in v, smut!! overstim, edging, claiming, deepthroat, voyeurism, cum consumption, mentions of a strap on , oral (m&f receiving), risky, quickies, degrading, bdsm, pain!kinks

levi ackerman

. . he may be tiny (i say this with love), but boy does he make up for it. usually pretty rough; it’s just his personality, but sometimes he will go slow and make love to you.

their kinks. . .

over stimulation/post-orgasm torture

i am a firm believer he would enjoy overstimulation, but not really for the thing you think. he enjoys hearing your moans, your loud pleas for it to be the last one, yes, but he doesn’t do it necessarily to torture you, but he just can��t get enough—his endurance is the problem of that.

“just one more baby, i promise.. one more.”

three orgasms later

claiming

giving: will ALWAYS leave marks on you: your neck, collarbone, thighs, hips, waist—anywhere. he loves showing everyone that not only do you belong to him, but so everyone knows how fuckin good he is in bed.

receiving: adores when you leave marks on him. if you leave claw marks on his back, he’ll show them off by wearing a less covering shirt. you give him love-bites? you best believe he’ll be showing them off. when they fade, he asks for more.

eren yeager

. . an absolute menace in bed. rough, and merciless. anytime he fucks you, you know to cover yourself up the next day, because this man is absolutely feral. every morning, you have to struggle to get up because he’d practically left you bedridden the next day.

their kinks . .

edging/orgasm-denial

giving: loves seeing you squirming, and begging for your release. he’s relentless—he’ll deny you for hours, sometimes even leaving you without an orgasm, just to add some spice on top of the fire.

receiving: don’t get him wrong, he loves denying you your orgasm, but the second you get your revenge? he is a crying, begging, squirming mess, rutting his hips into your hand/mouth. he is a fuckin’ munch.

“fuh- fuck! please, baby, i’m sorry- i’m sorry, not again-“

deepthroat

loves seeing you choke and gag on his cock. a hand on the back of your head, clutching your skull so you can’t move. he’ll smirk, proud of himself when he sees tears stream down your face, making you a teary-eyed, messy haired whore with spit running down your chin. (he’ll let up, tho, and let you breathe if it’s too much. may be a bastard but he still cares for u)

“yeaahh, fuck. choke on it. you like my dick down your throat, huh?”

mikasa ackerman . .

. . super into degrading. loves calling you her whore, her slut, her prize jewel whenever you fuck. has a strap she uses occasionally (don’t ask how she got it), but she prefers to use her fingers or her mouth.

their kinks . .

voyeurism

absolutely adores watching you try to get yourself off. taunts you, watching from afar as you struggle to please yourself after you’ve gotten used to mikasa’s help.

“aww.. can’t even please yourself anymore, hm? you need my help, don’t you?”

consumption

loves licking her fingers off clean after she makes you come. or, she makes you lick your own cum off of her fingers. smiles, and praises you afterwards.

annie leonhart . .

. . super mean when it comes to your bedroom-life. degrading, rough, and sometimes into pain kinks. taunts you a lot.

their kinks . .

bdsm/restraints

loves typing you up so she can do whatever she pleases. after all, you belong to her. will be super mean about it too—tying the ropes up a little too tight, not only so you can’t move as much but to have that little bit of pain against your wrists that never fails to leave marks the next morning.

“aw, does it hurt, baby? too bad. you can take it, i know you can.”

oral/eating you out

this girl can’t get enough of you. drunk on your taste, your smell. she finds herself craving you all day. the best part of her day is when you’re finally home together and she has you all to herself.

jean kirstein . .

overall pretty vanilla. but don’t play w this boy.. if you really anger him, he won’t fail to make you bedridden the next morning. very handsy—while you fuck, his hands will go from your face, your breast, your waist, your hips, thighs, everywhere. he adores every inch of your body, and never fails to show it.

their kinks . .

risky/quickies

jean was never much of a horny person, but after he met you, his sex drive sky rocketed. he found himself horny at random times during the day, and sook you out nearly everyday. he loves the thrill of fucking in random, barely secure places—the idea of someone walking in on your obscene show excites him in the best way possible.

“you like when i fuck you like this? i bet— nggh, i bet you’d want someone to walk in on us. see how much of a slut you are.”

“you’re— you’re one to talk, kirstein—!”

oral

giving: loves seeing your expression as he tongue-fucks you. hands roaming up your body, soft mutters and hums against your core that sends vibrations through your body, making your pleasure infinitely better.

receiving: adores seeing your doe-eyes expression as you look up at him. usually, he lets you lead it when you suck him off, occasionally rutting his hips up when you tease him. but if he figures out your just messing with him, and teasing him, he’ll for sure take the lead and make you take his cock.

armin arlert . .

definitely a sub, even when he’s on-top. he’s such a munch for you, only you. definitely whimpers and moans rather than groaning, and is very vocal about it. multiple times, you two were caught because armin was moaning too loud.

their kinks . .

orgasm denial

receiving: something about it just ticks that spot in his brain. loves seeing you take the lead, and loves hearing your voice, your taunted and your teasing as you deny him of his orgasm.

“pluh- please! i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’ll be better— no more, please let me come!”

giving: he would never, tbh. everything he does when he’s not subbing is revolved around you, and your pleasure. if he’s on top, he’s making sure he makes it worthwhile and wants to make it a good experience for you.

spit play

absolutely adores when you spit on his cock. he loves when you make a mess, using your spit or his as lube as you fuck him or tongue fuck him.

copr. goldessia. do not steal, plagiarize, translate or share on other platforms without credit/permission.

[kleoyeager78]

Chapter 19.5

TW: ADDICTION,SA,ABUSE

“What exactly do you want to know” I saw silently tapping my foot on the floor. I didn’t really wanna give her my life story but knowing Annie I’d have to.

“Everything. Lay it all out on the table. No more secrets” she looked at my foot but didn’t say anything.

“Okay. So my moms an addict-“

“I know.” She interrupted.

“I know you know the whole town knows but I’m starting from the beginning so I don’t miss something” I laugh at her sudden interruption before returning to the face I had before that reflected only sadness.

“So my moms an addict and my dads a teacher. My mom grew up shitty so she allowed me to grow up the same way. In my eyes I’ve never even had a mother. When I was little I’d have to pour water on her head to make sure she was still alive, every night I’d have to see my mother take drugs and when she got really out of it she’d offer me some. Sometimes I even had to see my dad doing them. It was like a game to them, something fun to do. To get high and forget I was even there” my hands we’re pulling the ends of my hair as unwanted memories began to unlock themselves and wander in my mind.

“When my mom would be sober for just a few hours she’d go crazy. She used to beat me because she claimed I stole from her, it was either money or drugs. I was 7 years old when my mom called me every slut, whore and useless bitch she could think of, telling me I would be nothing. I'd probably stand on the corner for money and let men use me. She used to laugh at that and she was sober when she said this” tears began to slip but I had to get this out.

“I-I’ve never told anyone this but when my dad wasn’t home I remember having to watch my mother fuck different men just for drugs. I’d be right there but she didn’t care. No one did. When I started showing signs of being hyper sexual at a young age because of it my dad would tell me it was only okay to act that way in private. He never took into account I was so little I shouldn’t have been acting that way at all, I should’ve never known what that even was.” Now that I’m older I know why he out of all people didn’t care

“I-I’m sorry I’m off track” I said my voice cracking so bad.

Annie scooted closer, “you’re fine let everything out. Lay it all on the table” she got off the bed and brought the box of tissues from off her desk.

I take one and wipe my tears. “So much is coming up, so many things I forgot about” I try to explain myself,

“That happens” she tries to reassure me,

“Okay, u-um” I say trying to figure out where I left off, “when I was 12 my parents divorced and my mom was sent to a mental hospital for rehabilitation. It never helped her but it was either send her there or meet her at the grave. My dad never let me visit her, only ever got to call her. He said he didn’t want me to see her like that. The first month my parents got divorced was the worst, my dad got so mean, he had mood swings really bad and they were all directed at me, sometimes I was his princess and sometimes I was a whore. And my mom never really answered the phone; she didn’t want to talk to me. She told me I reminded her of everything bad and how she failed and never really answered the phone after that.” I sobbed and I couldn't continue because I knew what was coming up.

“Let it out,” Annie reassured.

“A few days before my 13th birthday I asked him to give me 30 dollars for a bouncy house. I told him I’d work for it and everything and I had already saved money that my moms “friends” used to give me when they came over.” I quickly skipped over this topic because as memories come back so does the trauma and severity of the situations and I can’t bring myself to deal with any of that and I think Annie knew that.

“He ended up leaving and coming back at a late hour so I pretended to be asleep so I wouldn’t get into trouble because I never knew his mood. He ended up coming into my room and-” i sigh. “ he put his hand in my underwear. I-I was so startled I tried to get up but he just put his hand on my mouth and made me lay on my side so he could-“

“You don’t have to tell me about it in detail” Annie said looking into your eyes all she saw was pain, she knew it was too much for you to handle remembering such a topic.

“I-I didn’t know it was bad b-but the way he talked to me made me want him to stop. He kept calling me names telling me that I was a slut, making me feel worthless. When he was done I called hitch because I knew she’d answer and she did. Hitch was raised better than me and that was evident in the way she knew all her wrongs and rights. I was so stupid, no one ever taught me about sexual assault and I didn’t know what it was until that day-“

“And it’s crazy really, at that age I could tell you every drug my mother used, I could even tell the difference between the ones that went up her nose and the ones that went in her arm” I chuckled before my face went numb again

“Yet I couldn’t tell you the areas that someone wasn’t supposed to touch me, it scares me you know. Because I would’ve lived thinking it was a normal family thing if she hadn’t told me- what would that mean for Angie- would I have let him do that to her” I sat in my thoughts not knowing what to think. Everything hurt, at this very moment as reality sunk in.

“But you know now and you wouldn’t hesitate to do something if it ever did” Annie was bad at affection but she truly tried, “don’t beat yourself up over things that happened when you were a kid.”

my body was shaking so I had to calm down before talking. “Hitch told me to give him back his money and to come stay with her so that’s what I did. I left his money on the coffee table, packed my bag, with clothes and my own money and lived with Hitch for three days. We never told her mom, Hitch told me to because she would believe me but I couldn’t bring myself to open up to anybody. I only ended up telling three people, Hitch, my grandma and my mom and only one person cared, I told my grandma and she told me not to tell anyone else because he could’ve gotten into a lot of trouble and I told my mom a few months after she came back from rehab and she overdosed the next day and went back. So I figured no one would care and just left it alone. It caused me so much damage mentally I always feel disgusted with myself. For my birthday my dad ended up getting me an iPad, I got social media and ended up getting groomed a lot by different men because I felt like it’s what I deserved. I was extremely hyper sexual before drugs. And as ashamed as I am I still get these thoughts. It’s not really controllable” I sighed “do you mind if I move on?”

“Not at all” she handed me a tissue

“I met my stepmom a few months after and although she was introduced as a girlfriend, she and her two kids had already moved in. She was a bum. They would come back home drunk every night and I had to take care of her kids. It was obvious she taught violet nothing, she was the same age as me and couldn’t even make cereal. And when she was around she’d always just disgust me, she’d always do disgusting things to get a few laughs out of men and was just an attention seeker overall, I try not to judge her past too much though. She was 26 back then and I guess she’s kinda better- well trying to raise her kids at least. Angie actually thinks she’s really kind now, that says a lot.”

“I'm pretty sure you’re waiting for me to talk about what happened” I sigh. “Do you remember when I asked you to drop Angie off the other day for me and we talked?”

“And you stayed with me the whole week?”

“Yeah, that wasn’t actually because I got into a fight with my dad and stepmom. Well it was but in a different way.”

“What kinda way” Annie said with tension in her voice making me fear opening up to her. As soon as she noticed she tried to talk softer or just more like her usual self, “No secrets, remember?”

“R-right. So my dad tried to touch-“

“LAST MONTH” she interrupted me completely shocked, “I’m sorry continue”

“Well yeah, he startled me while I was doing the dishes and he was drunk and started saying shit, like that I was sleeping with so many guys yet he’d always be my first. But then Angie noticed so he stopped and left the house but I couldn’t stay there so I called you.”

“Is that what Abigail was talking about?”

“No she doesn’t know about that no one should” I looked down at my hands.

“So there’s more.” Annie scoffed, she was livid and it scared me. I felt a bit of anger directed towards me.

“A few days ago he tried to pull down my pants and spank me” tears hit my hands as I played with them. “That’s all I promise”

“Let’s go get your stuff” Annie quickly jumped on her feet.

“What?”

“You heard me. You’re not staying there. Now we can either go now or wait til he gets home so I can kill him. You pick y/n”

“But I have An-“

“Angie’s got someone looking out for her y/n you don’t! And you’re letting yourself stay in an environment that’s only hurting you! Not Angie, Not violet, YOU.” She yelled which startled me. She noticed but didn’t stop “How long are you gonna stay there? Until Angie decides she wants to leave? Are you gonna endure his touch for that long while everyone else in that house lives happy normal lives?” Annie started laughing when she realized that I wasn’t talking or going to,

“Give me a fucking break y/n you can’t be serious, you got violet laughing at you telling everyone just how much of daddies touch you’re getting at home, and it’s not that far away until her little friends tell the whole school and they make their own version of the situation hell it’s not like they’d be far from the truth. Angie’s bragging in your fucking face about how perfect your dad is, how thankful she is for having him and then there’s you, his princess-“

“Stop it Annie” my eyes were shaking uncontrollably as tears consumed my vision.

“What y/n” she wiped my tears and looked me dead in my face, “you don’t like being his princess? The thing he thinks about every night,” she let out a cruel chuckle, “well if you stay long enough you might get to be his queen” That was it her words broke me. It was like I was a kid again talking to my mother and my little heart couldn’t understand why she was being so cruel, she grabbed her keys.

“Fine stay here, I’ll just go get your shit for you”

I tried to compose myself but couldn’t I sat on that bed and cried like a damn child until Annie eventually did come back with all my shit.

I hadn’t realized just how late it had gotten until Reiner texted me asking me when I’d be there, that’s when I looked at the clock and it said 8:00pm

I was 30 minutes late and in no shape to go so I did what anyone would and lied about being sick, I told Annie not to worry about going and seeing my state she didn’t push me, it’s not like she wanted me to go on a date with Reiner out of all people anyways.

She didn’t like me looking my garbage so she forced me to bathe, “If you don’t go shower right now I’ll push you in the tub and bathe you myself”

“Is that a threat” I smiled and she chased me to the bathroom where I looked the door and took my shower.

We ended the night watching some cheap movie on tubi that had a horrible plot with actors just as bad, but that didn’t stop me and Annie from eating it up while her dad sat in his recliner chair looking confused as ever

[rollercoasterwords]

hey this is the anon that said that u look like beabadoobee! and i’ve been seeing a lot of ppl tell u what they think u look like since you replied to me so i’m sorry for starting this conversation !!

also fun fact i’m the same anon that had the new year resolution to stop listening to ts’s music :) i am now obsessed with the cranberries and still going strong (but i did break my streak bc of the “the black dog” song from the new album, i am so sorry i feel like i failed u somehow bc u are also part of this too lol)

<3 sending u good vibes oh and also hope ur job doesn’t suck too much tomorrow

no need 2 apologize lol i am learning about all sorts of new creatures…

also so fun that ur also ts abstinence anon lmao no need 2 feel like u failed me i have no horse in this race…mostly just think it’s funny new year’s resolution & wishing u luck etc 🫡🫡 the cranberries are awesome if u like that kinda voice u should look up ruby throat…dog song especially…also annie eve….

& appreciate the good vibes!! i have work off tomorrow & am taking a day trip & visiting friends etc so it will be my last hurrah before the 8-day back to back shifts…which is when i will need those good vibes 🤪🔫

[ghostlyanon]

May everyone have some lovely holidays! I moved into a place last night and I am beat so surely I won’t be able to do anything while I gather my energy... I think I’m gonna get to have pizza tonight tho!

[itlivesproject]

i am so sorry to lincoln for all of the times i have failed at lifting his nerve bc i couldn't resist making out with abel . like every week i am forced to confront the fact that when it comes down to a cute date with abel vs anything i will pick abel . sorry to annie sorry to lincoln sorry to connor sorry to any who will die bc of my simpery . it Will continue i am afraid . (all that to say i LOVED the update ty all for all of the hard work u do!!! amazing as always 🥺💗)

Listen sometimes sacrifices have to be made in the pursuit of hot adorkable men, and unfortunately Lincoln (and Annie and Connor and—) is going to have to take one for the team here.

I truly feel you anon, I too would kiss everyone else’s priorities goodbye just to make out with Abel some more 🥰🥰

[patukkaas]

do u think u could do platonic skullgirls headcannons of some of the characters as ur best friend? basically platonic hcs—maybe filia, ms. fortune, beowulf, eliza, or annie? :-)

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Ofcourse! Thank you for the request.

I'm sorry if this isn't what you wanted.

And I'm sorry they're a bit short, I wanted to get this out a little fast.

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Multiple SkullGirls characters + GN!Reader

Fanfic type:

Headcanons!

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Filia

- I think she'd be the type that can bend on being fun and just chill.

- She'd love hanging out with you.

- Samson making some comments every other second trying to join in.

- I literally know for a fact that she loves ice cream and will constantly ask if you want some.

- Would keep every secret all to herself....and Samson..

- Samson hears all of it even if Filia and you don't like it.

- She'd definitely wanna be with you like 24/7 since she loves a good ol' bestfriend.

- She'd wanna practice fighting with you.

- In general, she'd be one of the bestest of bestfriends.

MsFortune

- Be prepared for too many cat jokes and references.

- Would jokingly scratch you every once in a while.

- TRIES to teach you how to meow. Unless you're also some sort of cat, then you'll both try to learn how to bark.

- She'd ask you to play fight with her.

- Going around in casinos and streets cleaning them up one by one.

- She'd definitely make some sort of nickname for the two of you.

- She'd try to scare you with taking her head off and throwing it at you.

- If it fails, she'll definitely either whine about it or say "I meant to do that" while looking like a scrawny cat.

- If her scare is successful, she'll do a cheer and brag about how she managed to scare you for MONTHS after.

- In general, she's the most hyper cat you'll ever meet, and ofcourse the purrfect bestfriend.

Beowulf

- WOULD HYPE YOU UP SO MUCH.

- Tell him you'll do even the smallest thing and he'll literally shake you to try and motivate to do it the best you can.

- His character isn't called a hypeman for no reason.

- He's definitely a crossdresser and would ask if you wanna do it with him.

- It's really hard to get anything through his thick skull though.

- He'd sometimes just come to you like "Hey bestfriend" and then walk away.

Eliza

- Oh boy you'd have priviliges.

- Many of them infact.

- She'd talk to you pretty casually and wouldn't yk try to assert "dominance".

- If you wanna spend time with her, you just follow her around while she does stuff making some lil talks.

- Ofcourse she enjoys your company since, she keeps you around.

- It's pretty clear that she considers you a friend and not just an employee to her or an underling or anything of that sort.

- She wouldn't really believe in "bestfriends" but all she knows that she enjoys it when you're around and that's enough for her.

Annie

- She'd literally brag so much to you while almost FLYING.

- She'd want you to braid her hair.

- Also if her outfit breaks or something else does she takes you with her to fix it somewhere, just an excuse to spend time with you.

- Takes you out for ice cream.

- Would help you out with anything you need.

- If you wear another style than her and asked if you could switch with her just to see how it would work, she'd hesitate but would do it.

- She'd never ask to do it herself though.

- If you ask her to watch a show she'd say she won't at first but definitely will at some point. Won't let you know though.

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[ackermansupremacy]

gorl plz i’m gunna request some angsty bullshit 😭😭😭 aot girls(mikasa, annie, pieck, and hitch) reacting to their gf doing an “i cheated on you” prank? 😭🥺

U already know i love/hate angst

Mikasa

Why would u do this to her

It was Connie and Sasha’s idea

A few of you hung out the night before and decided you were all gonna pull the prank on your s/o’s

So when you hung out the next day you came up with some bullshit story to tell her to lay it on her

You quickly found out it was a bad idea

You can literally see the light fade from her eyes

And she was stunned into silence

“...what?”

You can’t even keep the gag up because she just looks so distraught

When her eyes got teary thats when you had to come clean

She looked SO relieved when you told her it was just a prank

Lowkey teary eyed

“Why would you do that!!”

Kinda salty

Def telling Eren about it LMAO

Annie

Unfortunately Annie isn’t easily fooled in the slightest

You knew it would be difficult to convince her but deep down you knew you would fail

Shes SUPER observant so not only would she know if something was up

But shes also so observant that she notices your body language when you’re lying

So she saw through it immediately

The minute you said you cheated she immediately combated it like

“Yeah, no you didn’t.”

And when you asked her how she knew she was like

“Do you think i’m some kind of idiot? Didn’t Ymir pull that on Historia like two days ago?” “...”

You REALLY tried to convince her then she was just like

“Babe, give it up. You’re a bad liar.”

First and last time you ever trued to pull a fast one on her

Pieck

Bro :(

Probably a bet you lost with Porco

You didn’t expect her to react so quickly

Or so badly :/

She IMMEDIATELY started crying

Really loud and hard LMAO

She couldn’t even hear you when you tried to explain that it was just a prank

It took like 20 minutes of convincing

And even getting Porco involved to convince her dude

She was inconsolable

Then kinda mad

“Why would you do that!! I almost broke up with you!”

Is so mad that she tries to give you the silent treatment

It only lasts for like an hour though

Then she would crack and get super clingy

And make you promise to never prank her again

(She also beat Pock’s ass)

Hitch

My God shes fine

Shes probably the most hurt

But also the one who plays it off the most

She either goes the “okay fine idc” route or tries to turn it back on you and be like “its fine I was cheating too”

Which had you like “HUH??”

She was so cool about it and genuinely convincing that you actually believed her for a hot minute

Then when you got confused you had to reveal that it was a prank which had Hitch all like “HUH????”

Which then spiraled into a fight

Not a serious one

But you both were COMPLETELY misunderstanding the situation

It took a TWO HOUR ARGUMENT to settle wtf was going on

Then Hitch just got pissy

“Didn’t i say to NEVER prank me?” “I didn’t know you would react like that Hitch!”

Ceo of salty

She was lowkey holding back tears

“If you prank me like that again i’m leaving your sorry ass.” “Sorry”

Back at it again with the 6am post 😍

I can’t write angst without some sort of comedy bruh 💀

Thanks for requesting i hope you liked it!

[smellsfaintlyofvanilla]

“Hiii how are you!!!!! Can you please make one with Annie and Hange (They/them) (Separately please if u’d like!) because of something the reader did (Totally for u to decide!) and it becomes a whole deal and the reader ends up apologizing with cute tears in their eyes AND it SOMEHOW became a hot make-out session😏 so a lil bit of smut (HEHEHEHE) for the rest u can do anything u like! Oh and please fem!reader, tysm🥺🥺 enjoy ur day sweetheart!”

@claxrazy

Gotcha! I’m gonna have to cut the smut part a little short because there are two people (so it’d make it too long if I did finish the smut parts), but you can totally request a continuation of this post in a separate request if you’d like!

Anyway, I’ll be starting them both off the same because it’s the same scenario, but I’ll label them when I get to each individual person.

Stupid Decisions

(Annie Leonhart x Reader) (Zoe Hange x Reader)

AU: Canon

Category: Fluff, hurt/comfort (maybe?), some smut

Warnings: None

Summary: You make a risky decision while on a mission, and it ends up worrying your partner to no end. Still, when you two reunite, things go... a little different than expected.

Words: 3.0K

You knew you were in for it once your squadron returned to base.

Your squad, or, more so, you specifically, had disobeyed direct orders from commander Erwin. He had ordered for all troops to retreat, but you had been insistent to him that there was still a squad held up by titans that needed to be saved. He showed no remorse, and his unwavering decision to retreat stayed on. So, in the only thing you could think to do at the time, you pivoted your horse and charged straight at the titans and to the rescue of the stranded soldiers, your squad following after you short thereafter, despite their angry yelling.

The group of soldiers thanked you immensely for your help, but everyone else was displeased. You knew the reaction from your superiors wasn’t going to be especially pleasant, but that was nothing compared to what you had to do next.

Annie Leonhart:

You approached the door hesitantly, taking a deep breath and readying yourself for what waited you on the other side of the door; your girlfriend.

After collecting yourself, you balled up your fist and quietly knocked on the wooden door.

“Who is it?” A muffled voice asked from the other side of the door apprehensively.

You cleared your throat nervously before you began speaking. “Uh, it’s Y/n.” There was a short but heavy silence before you heard shuffling on the other side of the door.

It creaked open wordlessly, and your girlfriend, Annie, stood there staring up at you with a less than pleased expression. Still, she turned her body and opened the door just a little wider in order to allow you inside, and you stepped in quietly, and took a seat on her bed. She closed the door, but instead of joining you on the bed, she leaned against the door, arms folded firmly across her chest.

Somehow, you already knew what was on her mind before she even said anything. “Annie I-”

“What on Earth were you thinking.” She spat out, not even looking at you. Your jaw snapped shut immediately, silenced by Annie’s words. Just as you had thought - she was upset with you.

A tense, almost uncomfortable silence passed over the room, with Annie quieting once again, and you at a loss for words. You almost wondered how long it would be until someone spoke, because you were sure you could’ve heard a pin drop in the silence.

Finally she continued. “You were given direct orders to retreat, weren’t you?” She brought herself up off the wall and faced you directly, and you shrunk helplessly under her glare. “But you just had to go back for those idiots, didn’t you?”

She wouldn’t even lie to herself for a moment. It was just like you to go back and save people - somehow, that was just in your nature. But she couldn’t mask her disappointment. Truthfully, she was proud of your bravery and skills. But, more than anything, she was worried for you, and for your safety. She couldn’t imagine her world without you. She needed to make sure she never lost you.

“Don’t you understand it, Y/n?” She bit her fingernails - a bad habit she had been meaning to kick - with a troubled look on her face, and it almost seemed like she was talking to herself more so than you. Almost.

“You could’ve gotten seriously hurt! Don’t you realize how stupid that was?!” She raised her volume more and more, her tone getting considerably angrier. “What could have possibly gone through your head to convince you that that was a good idea?! Did you- did you even bother thinking at all?! About how quickly you could’ve led yourself and your squad to their deaths?! How easily you could’ve added ten more lives to the list of casualties?!”

She stepped forward suddenly, gripping your shoulders firmly. She didn’t want to sound so harsh, but she really needed to get the idea through your head.

“Did you even bother thinking at all?!” She shook your shoulders lightly, trying to pry a reaction out of you as you hung you head low, not showing your face at all. “Well?!”

She waited impatiently for a response, but she heard none. She was about to continue on about your lack of regard for yourself, and your blind hopefulness in battle, but her words died in her throat when a drop of something fell from your face, landing silently on your thigh. Her expression softened as a twinge of sympathy made it’s way to her chest. 

She dropped down to one knee to confirm for herself, and her eyes widened as she was deemed correct.

You were crying.

You choked back quiet sobs as tears fell silently from your face, making your vision far too blurry to make out Annie’s sorrowful expression.

Well shit. 

She knew she needed to be firm in her stance if she wanted you to listen, but making you cry was never a part of the plan.

She ditched the uncaring persona immediately, an overwhelming urge to comfort you overtaking her. She wrapped an arm around your back to pull your crying face into her chest, quietly shushing you.

“Y/n? Y/n, I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to make you upset... Please stop crying...” She pulled your head closer into her, rubbing soothing circles into your back as you sobbed quietly.

You weren’t oblivious to anything she was saying. You knew it was dangerous, unsafe, and most of all, a stupid decision. It had been eating you up, the thought of what would’ve happened if it had gone wrong. As much as you wanted to keep your composure in front of your girlfriend, the stress and the yelling just broke the barrier of tears from your eyes as you sniffled into her chest.

After a moment, she shifted the two of you to lie on your sides, and she reached her hand down to pull a blanket over top of the two of you, warmth enveloping you comfortingly.

“Y/n... I didn’t mean to upset you. I just... I was just worried about you. If something ever happened to you...” She paused, and you could practically feel her breathing hitch from your spot on her chest.

She didn’t finish her sentence, but she didn’t need to. You understand what she meant.

She continued to cuddle into you, cradling your head into her chest and shushing you soothingly. One hand ran delicately through your loose locks of hair while the other slipped under your shirt to rub circles on your bare back. After a while of silent comfort, your cries died down to quiet sniffling.

Finally, you turned your face to peer up at her from her chest, gazing into her eyes sorrowfully. Despite the harsh, icy coloring of her irises, you looked into them and saw nothing but gentle admiration, mixed with a twinge of sympathy.

“Annie...” You said faintly, the first words that either of you had spoke for at least the past twenty minutes. “Sorry... I... I understand now that what I did was risky and stupid, I just wasn’t thinking. I didn’t mean to make you worry. I’m sorry...” You muttered out an apology, and the vulnerability and intimacy of it made a pink blush rise to your cheeks.

“No no,” Annie interjected quickly, wasting no time to respond to your apology. “You don’t need to apologize, Y/n. I was being way too harsh to you. I didn’t mean to make you cry, I’m sorry.”

You smiled up at her, glad that she was no longer angry at you. You always hated fighting with the blonde, and you knew she hated it too.

A beat of silence passed whilst you two stared into each others’ eyes longingly, before Annie made a move on the tense silence, grabbing your chin and moving your face closer to hers. Her eyes fluttered shut as your lips neared, and you did the same, before closing the gap in an affectionate, apologetic kiss.

Her lips were as soft as they always were, and just the presence of her lips against your own calmed you down, a warm aura soon filling the room. You wished the moment could last forever, simply basking in the moment while you had the time. You were so caught up in the kiss that you failed to realize the hand under your shirt was slowly slinking up your back and...

*SNAP*

Annie had brought the back of your bra up and off your skin, before letting go and letting the fabric snap against your back harshly. You squeaked at the contact, pulling away from the kiss instinctively, as a small stinging sensation spreading from the spot on your upper back.

She only smiled at your cute reaction, before pulling your lips back to hers more hungrily this time. She bit your bottom lip as if asking for entrance of her tongue in your mouth, and you gave in right away. She grazed the wet muscle against your teeth teasingly, before diving in further to explore your mouth.

After a moment of unexpected, but heated passion, you pulled away from her to catch your breath, pants falling from your lips as a thin trail of saliva still connected you to her.

“Annie?” You question breathlessly. “What’s... what’s this about?”

She only chuckled, and looked to the side, hiding the pink blush on her cheeks. “Ah, Y/n, you’re just too cute. I couldn’t help myself.”

She gazed down at your flustered face, and took note of the bewilderment on your features. “We can stop if you-”

“No!” You responded, perhaps sounding too eager. You covered the lower portion of your face with your arm in embarrassment before continuing. “We can... we can keep going.”

“Are you sure?” She questioned once again. “I’m only gonna do this if you want me to Y/n-”

“I want to, don’t worry.” You sighed, already feeling the warm, wet arousal pool in between your legs.

Annie smiled at the opportunity before shifting positions a bit, landing you on your back, pinned under her. She brought her mouth to your neck, trailing ghosting kisses along the skin as you whimpered quietly. Slowly, she worked her way down your abdomen, slinking under the blanket as she groped your breasts hungrily and brought her mouth to the area where your lower stomach and groin region met. She pulled down your trousers, along with whatever underwear you were wearing, down to your ankles, before planting a kiss directly on your swollen clit, eliciting a moan from you, which only seemed to encourage her more.

You had no idea how things had escalated into this, but damn, you were not apologizing.

Zoe Hange:

You hesitated in front of the section commander’s door, your closed fist hovering over the wood vacantly stagnantly. You had to knock, of course, you needed to talk with your partner, but you knew how scary they were when they were angry. They would never hurt you, you knew that, but that didn’t stop them from being intimidating.

A loud crash from the other side of the door startled you out of your thoughts as you let out a subtle gasp. Yeah, they’re pissed... You sighed internally, being loudly reminded of their habit of throwing furniture when angry.

Still, you swallowed your fear and braced yourself, taking a deep breath before knocking on the door quietly.

The ruckus on the other side abruptly stopped, almost like the chaos itself got curious by the noise.

The door opened wordlessly, and Hange stood tall on the other side of the doorframe, staring down at you, their usual bright face stained with frustration and annoyance. Your eyes shifted over their shoulder and gazed on in amusement at the upturned table in the corner of the room.

After a moment of silence, you expected at the very least for Hange to step aside and let you inside, but they didn’t budge.

“Hange?” You spoke up curiously.

They provided no verbal response, instead grabbing you by the shoulders and pulling you into the room, before shutting the door and slamming you against it harshly.

“Y/n!” Hange spat, their face hovering inches away from yours. Most of the times, such close proximity would be a welcome development, but at this moment, it was terrifying. They had not the optimistic grin they usually did, but instead an angry scowl. “What were you thinking?! Disobeying Erwin’s orders like that, I can’t believe you Y/N!!” They shook your shoulders, rattling you against the doorframe.

“Do you not have respect for him as a commander?! Don’t you realize there’s a reason he had ordered to you to retreat, dammit!” They released their grip on your shoulders, turning around to throw their hands in the air dramatically, before balling them up and punching a nearby bookshelf, breaking the wood and causing a multitude of books to fall to the floor.

They continued pacing around angrily, eyes fixed on the ground, seemingly lost in thought. They continued to walk in circles, their energy alone filling the room with a tense air. It stayed this way until they heard a quiet sound from the direction of the door.

Was that... Hange thought, turning around to face you, a sniffle?

Their eyes widened as they were proved correct, the tears in your eyes being a very distressing sight to them.

“Y/n!” Hange half-shouted, running over to you to survey what was going on. “What is it?!”

You sniffled again and wiped your eyes with your sleeve, struggling to find words for what you were thinking. You knew Hange didn’t mean to be, but they were incredibly scary when angry. Watching them march around and throw or punch things couldn’t help but make you frightened.

“I... I...” You sniffled. You expected more pushing from Hange, but you were caught off guard by arms wrapping around your neck and your face being pressed into the cloth of Hange’s shirt as she held you delicately.

Suddenly calmed down from their little tantrum, they held your head into your chest and soothingly shushed your cries.

“I’m sorry, did I scare you darling?” They whispered, concern lacing their voice. “I... I didn’t mean to do that. I’m sorry, Y/n.” They continued stroking your hair, and you latched your arms onto them, tugging at the back of their shirt.

“S-Sorry Hange...” You whimpered. “I didn’t mean to worry you... or disobey orders... I just... I couldn’t let them...” You couldn’t find it in you to continue, but Hange knew what you where going to say nonetheless.

“Don’t apologize.” Hange responded almost immediately. “You have nothing to apologize for.” They lulled, rubbing your back tenderly in a way that made you sigh into their chest as you felt the stress and tension dissolve off of your body. “I understand why you did it. I... I let my emotions get ahold of me. I shouldn’t be so aggressive around you like that.” They said, swallowing their pride in order to issue a proper apology.

You sniffled into their chest, your crying dying down as they continued to comfort you in a way that only a lover could do.

You stayed like that for a while, until you felt a small tug on the back of your head as Hange gently pulled your head out of their chest. They slouched over slightly, coming so close that your faces were inches apart, staring shamelessly at your lips.

“Can I?” They asked permission politely, and got their answer immediately as you closed the gap, colliding your lips with theirs.

The shock on Hange’s face lasted a microsecond at most, easing into the sudden kiss aimlessly, glad to enjoy this moment with you.

The kiss was only sensual for a moment, before Hange suddenly pushed their tongue past your lips easily, causing you to whine into their mouth.

You felt their hands slink lower down your back, and before long, they were seated comfortably on your ass. They lifted you up off the ground quickly, and you wrapped your legs around Hange’s waist securely so you didn’t fall. You felt Hange walking somewhere, but you were too caught up in making out to notice.

You finally felt them stop and set you down somewhere, and, to your dismay, they disconnected your lips from theirs, a trail of saliva still connecting your lips. You took a moment to both catch your breath and survey your surroundings.

Quickly, you realized that you had been set down right on Hange’s work desk, many scattered papers and documents lay flat right under where you sat.

Without warning, their lips returned to yours harshly, and your mouth immediately opened in submissiveness, allowing Hange more access to the inside of your mouth. You felt one of their large hands trail over the fabric of your shirt before dipping into the waistband of your pants and into your panties.

They slowly ran their finger up and down your clit, causing you to whine and whimper into their mouth as you continued to make out. Your arms flew around Hange’s neck to pull them closer to you, and your hips bucked into their hand to get more pressure on your clit.

Hange obliged to your silent pleas, dipping a finger into your folds, the wetness allowing it to slide in all the way up to the knuckle effortlessly. A strangled gasp left your lips as you disconnected from them abruptly, shutting your eyes in pleasure.

“You’re so wet for me, hm?” They cooed, sliding their finger out once again. You had no chance to give any sort of response, though, before they thrust their finger into you again, harsher this time. The sudden action and the spark of pleasure it sent up your spine caused a lewd moan to spill from your throat. You immediately blushed at the noise, though, covering your mouth in shame.

Your eyes finally met Hange’s, and they had a very primal, sadistic look on their face, a coy grin plastered across their face.

“You’re so cute, Y/n.” They smiled, pulling their finger out, leaving you feeling empty.

They walked over to a drawer on their nightside table, and you raised an eyebrow in confusion, before you remembered what they kept in the drawer.

They looked through, before picking up two strap-ons. One long and thick, and the other smaller with textured bumps on it.

“So,” they smiled, “Do we want the blue one or the green one today?

Sorry, this is kinda bad lol

Also, this took like too weeks lolllll whoops

[yumehoxo]

⚠️WARNING⚠️ 18+ content (contains threesum, vaginal sex, oral sex, etc..)

ArminxfemalereaderxEren

~You’ve been best friends with Armin and Eren since you were really young but as time grew on you all changed leading to the conversation of having a threesum with them~

You’ve known Eren and Armin since elementary school you guys were always together, you watched them grow up with you, you were with them for all their ups and downs and you even watched them as puberty slapped them in the face during their last year of high school. You weren’t always the type to go after looks but damn did these boys get so fine as time went on. Everything changed when they both changed their hairstyle, eren letting his grow out, and armin cutting his short. As they went into college tattoos and piercings came along with them, armin got his neck tatted and ear, eyebrow, and nose piercings. Eren got a full sleeve and half a sleeve, with tongue and ear piercings.

Armin and Eren never seemed like the type to smoke or drink they were always agaisnt it, but after a little convincing from Mikasa, Jean, Connie, and Sasha they caved in. It was like their whole personality’s changed, from one party to another, one girl to the next, it honestly shocked you that these were the same boys you ate sand with when you were 5.

“Y/n!... Y/N!!” You herd your named being called but it was barely audible over the sound of the music. You turned around to see Eren and Armin doing a little jog uo to you, their eyes were bloodshot and there were two blonde girls following them. They looked at you like they were in trouble and it took you a minute to find out since your thoughts seemed to have come in slow motion since you just smoked not even 5 minutes ago. They didn’t want to be rude and tell these girls to ‘fuck off’ since they were Mikasa’s friends.

“Act like you need us” Armin whispered in your ear as he hugged you from behind.

“U-uh where have you guys been?!” You asked them raising your voice little bit to make it seem like you were upset.

“Haha..sorry we couldn’t find you” Eren said with a nervous smile on his face as his eyes widened and shot a look to the shirt blonde girl next to him. She was clinging onto his arm like it was the only thing she knew how to do.

You grab both of them by the wrist and drag them along behind you, the two girls letting go of them

“oh sorry bye Historia!” Eren said to the blonde girl unlatching her arm away from him.

“Bye Annie” Armin said as he slid out of her grip.

“Oh my fucking god thank you so much” Eren said rubbing his arm like some type of bug just touched him.

“They don’t know how to give up, that fucking bitch Mikasa and her weird ass friends” Armin said with a look of anger and discomfort on his face.

“Y’all bitch asses owe me.” You said through gritted teeth upset since they pulled you away from a conversation with Sasha.

“Yeah yeah sure we do” Armin said rolling his eyes.

“How about all those times we had to save you from the guys at Marley University hitting on you” Eren said with a smug smirk on his face knowing that they won this conversation.

“Yeah yeah shut the fuck up” you said rolling your eyes back as you maneuvered your way around the crowd making your way upstairs to where Jean and Connie were. As you made your way up the stairs you held onto their wrists as you saw Annie and Historia shoot dirty looks at you from the first floor. Finally making your way up the stairs struggling to keep your grip on the both of the boys you were greeted by Connie and Jean who looked like they were about to pass out as they lazily raised they’re hands and gave you a short ‘wel-c-om to the partyyyyy’ they both said holding up their beers immideatly laughing afterwards so hard that they almost started crying.

“Uhhh let’s just go onto the balcony” Eren said as he looked away from them before they ask for him to come over there.

“Yeah good idea” you replied. You three made your way to the balcony closing the double doors behind you. You three sat shoulder to shoulder letting your legs hand out from the gap of the fencing, as you passed your last blunt around.

“So.. y/n” Armin said turning his head to you.

“Hmm?” You said lazily not even bothering to meet his gaze.

“If you had to fuck one of us who would it be” he asked with a smirk on his face, the sudden question causing Eren to turn his gaze to you. The question gave you butterfly’s in your stomach, you’ve always thought about it wondering if you had to choose one to hook up with who would it be, but as always you came up to the same answer...

“Both of you” you said taking a hit from your blunt and passing it to Eren. He didn’t even bother taking it as both of their heads shot in your direction since you sat in between them.

“Ayo.. did you really just say.. both?” Eren asked you with a smile mixed in with a look of surprise.

“What are you? Deaf?” You answered his question taking another hit since he decided not to take the blunt.

“So if we asked you to fuck right now you would say yes?” Armin asked with a lustful smile on his face, you could only imagine what he was thinking.

“Most likely, but I’m not fucking on a balcony where all the people below can see our sex show on display though.” You said passing the blunt to Eren and he actually took it this time.

“Damn that was the last answer I would expect from you y/n” Eren said while exhaling

“That’s what they all say”

As time went on you all scrolled through your phones until your high wore off so you could go back to your apartment, they decided they were spending the night since your the one that drove them here and they couldn’t be bothered to go back to your apartment, just to have to drive back to theirs. You three made your way home as ‘Deam Man Walking’ played from Erens phone since he had the aux Armin was sitting in the back seat with his legs spread out and his phone in his hand. Occasionally Armin would show Eren a photo or video and earn the reaction of ‘damnnn whats her @‘. You finally made it home parking in the car garage for the apartment building.

“My feet are killing meeeee” you whined.

“Want a piggy back ride?” Armin asked you.

“Is Annie going to get mad?” You teased.

“Oh my god please shut the FUCK UPP” his voice echoed through the empty parking garage.

“Shhh, it’s like 3 am” you said while climbing onto his back. The scent of his cologne and marijuana lingered. You placed your head on his shoulder, he still smelled like a little boy, you had to admit it was adorable. As you guys walked ahead Eren stood behind as he was texting Mikasa that he was with you and he was going to spend the night.

“She still treats me like I’m 4 I swear” you heard him say about 6 feet away from you and Armin. He sped up to you guys suprising you by smacking your ass causing you to let out a little scream.

“Eren! What the fuck?!” You whispered screamed to him. The only response you got back was a smirk. You three made your way up to your apartment door, handing Armin the keys to open it. You were so glad to be home greeted by the scent of your place. Armin carried you all the way to your room as Eren followed and threw you onto the bed. Eren turned off your lights and turned on the led’s instead putting them at red. You were laughing mess as you fought Armin to stop tickinling you only earning Eren to help restrain you.

“PLEASE- I CANT-“ you yelled through laughs. Eventually Armin stopped tickling you to grab your lava pen on your night stand but eren still held on.

“Wanna hit?” Armin asked you teasingly.

“Arminnnn I just bought that cart yesterday!”

“And it slaps as fuck” he responded back.

“Armin- Eren I swear to god if you don’t let go!” You said to him trying to keep a serious look but need up failing from his cute smile.

“Here I’ll let you have a hit” Armin said rolling his eyes with a smile on his face.

“Bitch-” you were cut off as Armin put the tip of the pen in your mouth.

“Finally got you to shut up” Armin said. You started kicking your legs at Eren

“LET ME GO IMMA BEAT HIS ASS” Eren obeyed letting go but the second you say up you only got pushed back down by Armin falling into erens chest as he sat behind you.

“Who’s ass are you going to beat?” Armin asked you while lifting up your chin to look at him.

“Hmph since your being an asshole I’ll take back what I said about fucking you both earlier.” You said with a pouty look on your face. You were basically on Erens ass now his hands wrapped around your stomach with his phone in his hand.

“Oh is that so” Eren whispered in your ear, soon afterwards pressing kisses down your neck to your shoulder soft moans leaving your mouth as his kisses were warm and wet. Armin’s hand made his way to your face holding onto the sides of your jaw making you look up at him, his lips crashed onto yours and your tongues started gliding over each others in sync. Soft moans left your mouth as you felt Eren grow hard underneath you, his hands wandering around your body. Armins grio was still tight on your jaw as you both were engaged in a heat make out session saliva dripping down the sides of our mouth and occasionally the strand that connected your lips for when you both needed air. Eren tugged at the hem of you shirt indicating that you pull it off. Armin let go of your jaw as he and Eren removed their shirts while you removed yours, Eren unhooked your bra and taking it off completely. As your back was pressed up against Erens chest he left bight marks and hickeys all over your neck and shoulders, Armin took one breast in his mouth and massaged the other with his hand, causing you to whimper. Erens hand traveled down to your already slicked heat rubbing circles over your clit making you moan loudly as your legs slightly shook. It didn’t take long for you to cum as Armin sucked harder on your breasts leaving hickeys all over your chest and how eren slipped his fingers into you curling them so they hit your g spot making you see stars. Eren and Armin were both hard by now you could see their cocks aching to be free’d from their pants.

“Scoot to the edge and get on your knees” Eren said. You obeyed so your backside was facing the headboard and you were facing the end of the bed. All of your clothing was now off by now and so where Armins and Erens.

“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out” Armin demanded. He placed his tip on your tongues as Eren positioned himself at you entrance, Eren took his time going in, while Armin didn’t, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and started thrusting in and out of youR mouth. Erens pace picked up as time went on. Your moans were cut short from Armins’s member making its way in and out of your mouth, barely being able to take his length spit and precum leaked down the side of your face. The sounds of sweaty skin slapping and moans and grunts filled the room. You could feel both Eren and Armin twitching by now and it didn’t take long for them to release, your moans turning high pitched from all the pleasure as you reached your high aswell. You stuck out your tongue to show Armin that you swallowed it whole earning you smile from him.

“Sheeesshhhh that felt so good” Eren said while fixing his buckle.

“Yeah you think” Armin said glancing over at him. You didn’t say anything since you were quite surprised from what just happened.

“I’m going to go have a shower” you said. Good thing Eren brought you a towel already.

“Tell me when your done so I can have one too” Eren said.

“Same here” Armin said as he lied on the bed shirtless.

“Who said I was going to let you guys have showers and use my soap” you asked them raising one eyebrow as you held the skimpy towel over yourself. They both busted out in laughter..

“Yeah yeah OkAYYY” Eren said in a mocking tone.

“I hate you guys” you said turning around and slamming the bathroom door behind you.

“We love you too y/n” they both said in unison.

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Authors note:

Omg please don’t kill me this is my first threesum smut 😭😭✋ALSO I DO NOT HATE ANNIE AND HISTORIA PLS DONT GET ME WRONG I LOVE THEM!

But uhh anyways tell me if I should change anything!

Love y’all *muah* *muah* 🥰🥰😍😍😚😚💓💓💘💘

Btw I do requests!

[saltwatersweetner]

End Me

Eren x Reader

A Prequel of Sorts. Eren never fought for control preferring the security of your hold on him but you could never fully domesticate a wild animal it seemed.

Part 1 Part 3

CW: Manipulation, Toxic Relationship, Attempted Murder, Unhealthy coping mechanisms all in all mildly unsettling themes.

Eren knew how to be good—painfully so. He also knew how to be bad—concerningly so. He was a creature of habit. He did whatever he decided was best for him at the moment and maybe thats what lead you to your current stare down.

“Eren I said move.”

“Fuck what you said.”

Frowning you tried to think what honestly could have brought this mood upon him. It couldn’t have been because you were going out he always understood your random need to socialize. You also can’t remember purposefully setting him off, not in the mood and you weren’t completely cruel to ignore his random—even for him mood change—more in tune to your partners mood swings and emotions than you were to you own.

Carefully reaching out for him you raise an eyebrow when he moves away from your—for now—gentle touch “Are you really upset or just being a brat?”

“Stop talking to me.”

Huffing you choose to ignore his attitude and slip your coat over your shoulders just in time for a knock to be heard from the front door. With Eren on your heels you open the door for your friend.

“Y/N I called but you didn’t answer so I just came up.”

You get a flashback of Eren throwing a tantrum not even 30 minutes ago and launching your device from you 6th floor apartment “Yeah I dropped my phone off the balcony but lets go—Eren be good.”

His glare turns even more deadly when Reiner politely wraps an arm around your shoulders. Closing the door behind you Reiner laughs into the quiet hall “Be good? What is he your dog?”

“Something like that.”

Reiner was a friend an attractive one at that and Eren didn’t like it at all. He hated anyone that was even remotely close to you because you already didn’t like anyone but with Reiner it was different. You let him touch you and hold you.

Eren hated it, he hated it so much—and to make matters worse you didn’t care about his feelings—not one bit.

After a night of bar hopping and watching Bertholdt make a fool of himself in front of Annie, Reiner once again brought you home.

“It was nice seeing you, without your guard dog.” The face he made at the thought of Eren wasn’t a nice one.

“Aw sweetheart don’t be mean.” Reaching up you hold his warm cheek in your slightly chilled hand.

You knew jealousy when you saw it, could detect the slightest change of emotion when it was presented to you. He leans into your hold like a cat seeking out affection—much different than Eren’s wild way of seeking you out.

“Don’t be jealous my dear use your words.”

Reiners face was slowly moving closer to yours and you smirk in amusement. It would seem you had a knack for catching the attention for boys who were looking to be controlled.

“Y/N....”

Your door swings open before Reiner can kiss you and Eren is looking beyond livid. Reiner freezes his fight or flight telling him to run but you keep him steady with your palm.

“Were you waiting for me?”

Eren’s nod is slow and deliberate his eyes still glaring at the nonexistent space between you and the blond.

“Then that ends our time together, goodnight Reiner.” He shivers in what you think is glee from the acknowledgment of the time you spent with him.

“Goodnight.” He doesn’t acknowledge Eren any longer and hurries out to the elevator.

Turning back to the aforementioned boy you make a motion with your wrist “Move.”

When he eventually does get out of your way your hyper aware of the way he sticks to you almost like glue. Throwing your coat over the back of your couch you stretch and lead him to the kitchen.

“You hungry? All I’ve done is drink tonight I could really eat—“

He swings you into the wall by the neck. The alcohol in your system made it incredibly difficult to feel the pain you knew was blossoming up your back so all you could do was stare at the man before you.

You saw the endless sea of madness that unlike you he didn’t bother to cover up. Everyone found the look endearing on him like he never left that childishness behind but you knew the truth.

You could slowly feel yourself starting to suffocate. You didn’t bother panicking because as it had it Eren had all the power right now. If he or you moved the wrong way your neck was as good as snapped.

“Why did you let him touch you?”

Putting a calm hand on his wrist you try and fail to alleviate some of the pressure being forced down on your windpipe “Why. Does. It. Matter.”

Eren was breathing unevenly stuck between fighting his impulses and actually causing some damage “You’re mine you’re—you’re not supposed to—“

“Says. Who?” That makes him let go.

As it would have it you and Eren weren’t dating in any shape or form but he belonged to you. You brought him pleasure that he couldn’t find anywhere else. He was entirely devout to you and you only, all on his own fruition. From the moment he’d accidentally bumped into you and saw through the mask you wore. From the moment he stalked you from the moment he’d shown himself to you begging for salvation.

He wanted to play the game—wanted to be entertained in the morbid way regular people would get sick to their stomachs at—and you let him. You found him amusing enough to keep around but you refused to belong to anyone but yourself.

He was losing the game and fast. As his god you couldn’t be bothered with feeling bad for him.

“Now we can eat or you can sit here and starve whats it gonna be?”

Eren looked terribly unwell like he was about to fold in on himself “u-um eat please.”

You’d never seen him look so unsure before and it made you excited. How would he cry for you next? Would he try to fight more, yell and scream? Or would it be silent and broken?

Flicking your wrist you busy yourself in the kitchen “Good choice, go sit.”

He does as he’s told mumbling words to himself along the way. Was it cruel? Maybe. But you couldn’t be bothered considering how much of a thorn in your side he’d been all day.

You wanted to break him more and till he was nothing but crushed up stars slipping away in the wind. You almost felt bad for how much you were going to ruin him.

But he was your property after all to do with what you wanted. No one could stop you even if they tried. Especially because he let you and thats what made keeping him around so worth it.

You didn’t have the capability of feeling anything close to love no matter how fond of the boy you actually were. So you settled with ownership—they were damn near synonymous anyways.

So you proceeded as normal—well as normal as you are. You order the food you feed him and you move on to wash the dishes. He’d eventually get out of his feelings because he didn’t have the mental capacity to dwell on certain emotions for too long. It was all but routine now.

“Eren bring me whatever dishes you left lying around.”

“...ok.”

Filling the sink with a mixture of water soap and a drop of bleach you wait patiently for the boy to bring what you requested. Turning off the tap You almost get impatient when it seemed like he was taking forever.

“Eren—“ you’re grabbed by the back of the head and shoved face first into the sudsy water.

You try with all your strength to get your head out of the sink but Eren just doesn’t stop. He’d never...hurt you before? Never acted out in this manner it startled you maybe.

And you were slowly but surely drowning.

When he finally does let you up you drop to the floor taking in large gulps of air. Your eyes stung from the mix of bleach and soapy water and you were suddenly freezing.

“Dont,” you look up to eren to see he once again wore that livid expression.

“Dont you ever think about leaving me do you understand?” His breathing was already heavy but now it was slowly turning into hyperventilation. “I’ll kill you I’ll fucking kill you if you ever l-leave me.”

You watched him begin to sob, dropping on his knees he crowded closer to you looking every bit of the victim he made himself.

“Im sorry I’m good I’ll be good I swear!” He tries to touch you but you smack his hands away making him sob harder.

You knew Eren you knew him. His inclination of violence had never been towards you and yet?

“Hit me hit me hit me im sorry please im good I promise.”

Those were the only words that made sense to you in the moment. You were a violent creature by nature one who prioritized your own life before anyone else’s, you’ve never done anything you didnt doubt you’d be able to get out of and yet? Eren had surprised you and not in a good way.

Your eyes come back into focus and you see the pitiful look he wore as if he hadn’t just almost killed you “Hit me please?”

And so you do.

You punch him right in the face with all your strength causing him to fly back against the tiles and you don’t stop there. You let out all the frustration from your near death experience out onto his body completely aware of the blissed out smile he now sported.

Regardless your mind was going 1 million miles per hour as one thing became clear. Eren was slipping out of your control and fast. One day you feared he’d be the one in control and that wasn’t a game you wanted to play.

You’re in control.

You were IN control

You not him.

You.

You freeze. Fist inches from his face.

It was like your body was in forced reboot you couldn’t move your thoughts finally spiraled too far and too fast for you to reach.

You weren’t in control?

Starring at the needy expression on his face you came to the horrific realization that maybe you’d been playing in his hands all this time. He’d been able to get anything he ever wanted out of you—he knew it too.

Did you really—no you couldn’t be right?

“I’m good see?”

Wrong—you were in so fucking deep.

Slowing your breathing you lower your once trembling fist “Get. Out.”

“Huh?”

Climbing off his chest you wipe the remaining water off your face “Get the fuck out I dont wanna see you.”

Eren hadn’t expected this outcome considering how hurt he looked “B-but where am I supposed to go?”

It was a stupid question you both knew he had his own dorm to himself but he’d been so used to sleeping with you every night that he couldn’t imagine being anywhere else.

Rolling your eyes you til your head “I dont care.”

“I cant sleep without you.”

“Cry about it.”

Hauling his shocked form up and out of your home you slam the door shut and immediately turn all three locks ignoring his soft cries from the other side.

Pulling at your wet shirt you could feel the breakdown coming. How did he do it? How’d he make your carefully crafted control snap?

Going into your room you lock that door as well before snatching the throw blanket from the end of your bed and a pillow. Going into your walk-in closet you close the door behind you and navigate in the dark to the farthest corner and sit.

You sit and sit and sit and sit and sit...and then you scream.

You scream until your lungs are raw and your voice is gone and you’re not sure when exactly you started scratching at your face but the stinging thats left behind is brutal.

You needed to think.

You needed a plan.

You needed—fuck you didnt know.

But you did know Eren was about to become a much bigger problem.

[marks-cereal]

i like u

pairing: mark lee x reader

word count: 1,216

warnings: swearing, drinking

genre: implied smut, angst, fluff (i think)

a/n: this is bad. it really is. purely just narrative. i’m still not used to writing smut so this is angst and a bit of fluff (???). inspired by i like u by niki.

I like you.

those three words was the last sentence you told him before he drove away that night you asked to meet him at the park.

you knew well enough that you shouldn’t have gotten yourself into this mess. you knew that even before you started hanging out with him. he was the infamous Mark Lee for goodness’ sake! 

his name itself was already a red flag. everyone warned you, your friends warned you, but there you were crying over him, again. 

your time with Mark wasn’t just about the pleasure, at least on your side. it brought you comfort in a way and that was when you realized you were falling for him. you couldn’t help it, he was such a warm and charming person.

the last encounter you had with him was last weekend when your best friend, Annie, forced you to come to Johnny’s party. you really tried your best to avoid him but if seemed like everywhere you looked you saw his face, literally. maybe, most probably, surely because everyone knows him and he’s kinda popular with people. especially with girls. 

it was never new to you to hear about him hooking up with girls but after your small “confession” that night, you can’t help but wonder why it kind of seemed like he was staying away from girls. nonetheless you ignored that thought.

Annie asked you to accompany her to the mall to buy clothes because yes, she forced you once again to come to another party, not Johnny’s at least, so there was a chance that Mark wouldn’t be there.

while she was looking for clothes, you told her that you’ll get something to eat because you haven’t eaten since breakfast.

while waiting for your name to be called you could sense something in your gut that didn’t feel right but you shrugged it off. after a few minutes your name was called urging you to the counter to get your food but as you were on your way there, you saw a very familiar figure walking in the store, you tried your best to ignore and avoid him. as if the gods were playing with you, you managed to bump into Mark on your way back to your table,

“o-oh, i-i’m sorry.” you managed to utter but it was kind of a whisper,

“y/n i-” you didn’t let him finish and stormed out of the store. good thing you only ordered fries and a drink to-go.

yes, after all these weeks of trying to move on from him, you’re failing miserably. you keep convincing yourself that it’s going to go away but as the time flies, the more you keep falling. love really is such a strange thing. 

the party was in a few hours which is why you found yourself getting ready with your best friend in your dorm room. you were putting a little bit of makeup on matched with some jeans, a cropped tank top partnered with a beige cardigan, and sneakers but Annie on the other hand was the complete opposite, she was wearing such a bold aura, from the smokey eye to a bralette with a mini skirt and black heels. 

for what seems to be 30 minutes into the party, you were already dying of boredom and nervousness, why? because yep, you saw the one and only Mark Lee with his friends playing some beer pong as soon as you got into the house. you begged Annie to leave but she told you not to and just drink it off, to be honest, drinking wasn’t really your thing so sticked with a can of beer.

“alright, fuck it, i’m leaving.” you finally chose to leave because your best friend was already nowhere to be found, but your guess is that she was shooting her shot with Lucas.

as you where opening the door to leave, you felt a hand grip on your arm, “y/n, wait!” even though you already knew who the owner of the voice was, you still wished it was someone else. you turned around and of course it was Mark.

“i-i have to go Mark”

“Wait. no. let me drop you off. come on.”

is he kidding? you thought, right after he ditched me weeks ago, he’s offering me a ride? but why didn’t i refuse? y/n you really are the dumbest.

“Mark, don’t. i can go home alone. you don’t need to.” you refused,

“please, y/n, let me. i also need to talk to you.” his eyed looked genuine, like he really wanted to talk, which made your heart flutter and nervous at the same time.

the drive was really quiet. no one uttered a word until the building to your dorm was right in front of you, “um, thanks for the ride.” you said before leaving the car. 

to your surprise you heard his car door open and close which meant he got out and is now following you. when you got to your door, “uh, you really didn’t have to drop me off until here but thanks..” you said before opening the door.

which was halted because he pulled you into the elevator and pressed the button to the top floor and then lead you to the rooftop. 

the rooftop was one of your favorite spots. if you weren’t into playing around in bed all night, you guys would go up there and just talk. it was one of those things that meant to you more than anything in your relationship.

you two sat on the wooden bench near the low wall, just enough for you to see the city lights and the stars as well.

“y/n, i’m sorry-” 

“Mark please don’t, i’m the one who should be sorry. i shouldn’t have broke our agreement.” tears were starting to form in your eyes again. you looked down on your shoed so he wouldn’t see.

“you weren’t the only one you know,” it was almost a whisper but loud enough for you to hear it which made you look at him in confusion. he felt your gaze and the continued talking, “you weren’t the only one who broke our agreement y/n,” you were speechless. bewildered as to how you should feel. you didn’t if you should be happy or angry but you stayed quiet, urging him to continue.

i love you, y/n. it echoed in your head, unsure if it was real or not, maybe your ears where playing with you. your tears started to fall when he looked at you and that’s when you realized it wasn’t a dream, “i’m sorry for how i reacted that night, i panicked and i was lost,” his eyes too was starting to form tears, which meant he is serious, “i knew i was falling for you too but my pride got the best of me. i really am sorry for hurting you y/n. i would understand if you don’t want anything that has to do with me.” he looked away because tears were also falling.

you couldn’t say anything but actions speak louder than word, right?

you held his face so he could face you, you looked at his eyes before you kissed him. 

it wasn’t like any other kiss. it was long, slow, and lovely.

i love you, Mark.

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credits to the owner of the gif!

[unelectedofficial]

     it’s  time  for  my  annual  why - am - i - still - here  post  !!  just  kidding  ,  just  kidding  --  but  seriously  ,  it’s  wild  to  think  that  i’ve  been  doing  this  for  four  years  now  .  i  don’t  even  know  where  to  start  this  year  because  quite  honestly  it  feels  like  it  snuck  up  on  me  ,  but  i  suppose  the  best  way  to  begin  is  to  just  tell  each  and  every  one  of  you  how  incredibly  grateful  i  am  for  you  all  .  quite  literally  ,  this  hobby  would  not  be  possible  if  no  one  was  willing  to  write  with  me  !      writing  here  with  all  of  you  is  honestly  one  of  my  favorite  pastimes  and  i  applaud  everyone  (  and  their  muses  )  for  not  being  absolutely  annoyed  by  miss  nessarose  .  i’ve  loved  having  the  chance  to  explore  one  of  my  favorite  characters  and  i  just  want  to  thank  everyone  for  giving  me  the  chance  to  do  so  with  them  .  it’s  been  another  great  year  --  so  let’s  do  another  ??      like  last  year  ,  there  are  a  few  people  that  i  would  like  to  specifically  thank  under  the  cut  !  i’ve  gone  through  my  follower  list  countless  times  now  ,  and  if  i  missed  anybody  i’m  so  sorry  !

 @wldbirds​  --  ying  ,  my  best  bud  !  you’re  basically  my  go - to  person  to  talk  about  all  things  wicked  (  and  to  embarrass  myself  with  how  much  i  know  off  the  top  of  my  head  )  ,  but  i  also  love  talking  about  dance  moms  and  sending  stupid  tiktoks  too  !  aside  from  that  ,  you’re  such  a  great  person  to  write  with  and  when  replying  to  you  it  feels  so  natural  and  my  writing  just  flows  so  nicely  .  you’re  super  talented  and  i’m  grateful  that  you’ve  stuck  with  me  for  so  long  <3      @songbird-not-found​  --  ali  ,  u  should  know  how  much  i  love  you  (  jk  ,  jk  )  but  i’m  going  to  tell  you  again  bc  you  deserve  to  be  reminded  !  i’m  tagging  this  blog  because  it  was  the  og  one  that  i  followed  but  across  all  of  your  blogs  your  writing  is  just  absolutely  fantastic  .  i’ve  loved  having  nessa  be  able  to  interact  with  so  many  of  them  and  i’m  excited  for  her  to  meet  even  more  !  as  always  ,  you’re  welcome  to  play  the  meme  game  w/  me  and  see  how  many  we  can  send  (  even  if  i’m  awful  at  it  )  .      @crestazul​  --  lissa  ,  your  writing  never  fails  to  just  completely  awe  me  .  your  word  choice  is  so  beautiful  and  the  imagery  that  you  craft  in  each  and  every  reply  is  always  so  perfect  and  clear  .  not  to  mention  ,  i  absolutely  love  the  way  that  you’ve  made  annie  your  own  and  ,  quite  honestly  ,  she’s  the  canon  annie  in  my  heart  .  thank  you  for  writing  with  me  for  this  long  and  for  the  service  you’re  doing  by  sharing  your  gorgeous  words  with  the  world  :)      @xlaurelxandxcitrinex​  --  gray  ,  you’re  one  of  the  coolest  people  i’ve  met  and  honestly  i’ve  met  a  lot  of  pretty  cool  people  so  .  .  .  (  i’m  right  ,  don’t  argue  with  me  )  .  i  love  talking  about  aus  and  characters  with  you  so  much  because  it  always  feels  like  our  conversations  flow  so  well  !  i  appreciate  you  so  much  and  your  writing  is  just  absolutely  lovely  to  respond  to  !  i  love  what  you’ve  done  with  the  characterization  of  all  of  your  muses  and  am  very  excited  about  all  of  our  things  together  :)      @strangemagicked​  --  max  ,  i  just  love  your  writing  and  all  that  you  do  for  the  rpc  !  you’re  incredibly  kind  to  everyone  and  definitely  someone  to  look  up  to  .  your  art  is  always  fantastic  and  the  sheer  dedication  and  love  that  you  have  for  your  muses  is  always  so  inspiring  to  see  .  each  muse  is  written  so  well  and  i  have  to  admit  that  i  have  a  soft  spot  for  so  many  of  your  ocs  (  even  if  they  don’t  get  along  too  well  with  nessa  )      @orchestrahearts​  --  linny  ,  you  know  i  have  to  mention  you  just  bc  you’re  my  internet  gran  and  i  love  ur  blog  so  much  !  you  taught  me  a  lot  in  my  early  days  of  rp  and  i  looked  up  to  you  so  much  .  without  you  ,  i  wouldn’t  be  here  today  (  and  would  probably  still  be  very  confused  how  anything  works  )  .  thank  you  for  putting  up  with  my  awful  writing  back  then  :)      @thismunchkinboy​  --  finch  ,  i’ve  known  you  for  so  long  and  no  matter  how  long  we  go  without  talking  ,  you’re  always  so  great  to  come  back  and  write  with  !  we’re  the  og  boq  and  nessa  of  the  wicked  fandom  (  and  dare  i  say  defy  all  of  the  haters  )  and  that’s  pretty  iconic  of  us  tbh  .  i’m  so  glad  you’re  back  and  thank  you  for  not  getting  annoyed  at  nessa  yet  <3      @princesssolaria​  --  kara  ,  writing  with  you  always  comes  so  easily  .  quite  honestly  ,  our  threads  bring  out  some  of  my  best  writing  and  i  think  that  it’s  a  great  example  of  your  talent  rubbing  off  onto  me  .  i  love  each  and  every  one  of  your  muses  and  admire  the  passion  you  have  for  them  all  as  well  .  i  also  love  our  conversations  and  the  way  plotting  seems  to  always  come  with  ease  .       @heartlosttravelers​  --  tor  ,  i  wanted  to  let  you  know  that  just  because  we  don’t  talk  a  lot  ooc  i  appreciate  our  threads  so  much  (  even  if  they  usually  end  up  in  arguments  between  the  girls  smh  .  .  .  )  .  your  writing  is  so  good  and  i  always  get  excited  when  you’re  in  my  notifications  !  aside  from  elphaba  ,  all  of  your  muses  are  written  extremely  well  and  i’m  so  glad  to  have  been  mutuals  with  you  for  so  long  and  to  have  had  the  honor  of  writing  with  u  !!

[janeyseymour]

"the wrath of mama seymour- or whatever the hell I’ve been labelled as" -Jane

Jane takes it upon herself to handle some nasty comments one particular account has been leaving the queens.

WC: 3072

For the most part, the queens got rave reviews, and their queendom was full of love and support. Every once in a while though, the queens got some hate, specifically Anna of Cleves and Jane Seymour- the two queens who arguably had it the least bad. While the others got hate sometimes, it was never anything that the queens would deem as true. Some might tell Katherine or Anne that they were “whores”, but the two knew this was not true. History might have depicted them as this, but they lived their lives. They knew they weren’t. Anne had actively tried to reject the king, and Katherine was forced into her situations. What these people had said about Jane and Anna was true- or at least those two thought so.

The fourth queen wasn’t one to put up with the comments. She would openly complain about them to the other queens, and she had even made it a point to call out the hateful comments that she got. Jane Seymour wasn’t like this.

The silver queen, hot-tempered and not so kind in her first life, knew that if she had said anything, it would only fuel the hate comments. So, she stayed quiet about it, letting these comments eat at her slowly.

“You’re responsible for Anne’s death. Don’t you feel even the slightest bit guilty about that? Bitch.”

“We all know the “i’m a kind sweet mum” act is fake. If you’re a bitch, just show it and let us hate you.”

“You don’t even deserve to be in the show. You had it the easiest.”

“The only one he truly loved? He only loved you because you had a son. But that son died before he could even do anything. After you died, you still failed. You don’t deserve to be remembered as queen, and you definitely don’t deserve to be in the likes of the other queens.”

That one hurt. That one comment hurt. The third queen did what she could to let it roll off her shoulders, but to no avail. That comment made her stomach flip.

Still, she did her best to stay kind, finally deciding to put out a video on her Instagram in attempts to stop the hate coming her way.

“Hi queendom. It’s Jane,” she said as sweetly as she could. “I’m here to address something with all of you. As we know, the idea of the queendom is to build others up, not tear them down. Now, I know we all know I say in my song that I’m unbreakable.” She paused, mulling over how she was going to word this. Her tone lowered a bit as she spoke quietly, “But the truth is, I’m not.” Her voice broke a bit as she said this. “I see every comment you all leave. I see every direct message, every private message, all of it. The kind comments are so lovely, and I appreciate them all so much. The not-so-kind comments are few and far between, and for that I’m thankful, but the ones that I do see hurt. I think we all just need a reminder to be kind to one another. Please remember the golden rules we were all taught: treat people the way that you want to be treated. If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all. That’s all I have to say for today, but I’ll leave you with this- you are enough. I’m sending you all so much love! Thank you.” She blew a kiss to the phone and waved before turning the camera off. 

Almost immediately, fans started outpouring love to the third queen.

Roseamongstthethorns: i just wanna know who said something mean to jane because we are going to have some words

Sixqueenswalkintoabar: @janeyseymour we love u pls know that

AnnieBoleyn: whos talkin shit on my janey. I’ll fight em for u

Jane rolled her eyes at the green queen’s comment before replying.

JaneySeymour: @annieboleyn, i’m just speaking in general terms. Also, language dear.

AnnieBoleyn: @janeyseymour i say what i want #sorrynotsorry

Catherine_Aragon: you chaotic gremlin @annieboleyn

Jane laughed a bit at what Catherine had commented when she saw a notification pop up. A direct message from the account that had left that one particularly nasty comment.

Stop acting like you don’t talk shit on people. All you did was talk shit on Anne in your last life. That’s what got you the “queenly position” that you clearly didn’t deserve in the first place. Right? Just shut up bitch.

And so, Jane shut up. She ended up deleting her last post where all she did was try to address the issue, something that the other queens did quite often. She almost deleted her entire page accidentally (or not-so-accidentally if you asked the third queen).

“Janey! What are you trying to do: delete your whole account?” Anne teased. 

“N-No,” the silver queen stammered out. “I-I uh, was just trying to delete a post. I guess I just hit the wrong button. Could you show me how?” She feigned confusion. It worked- the blonde was always asking for social media guidance anyway. 

Everyday, this hateful account would send her messages. And every single day, against her better judgement, she opened the messages. The silver queen would roll her eyes and try to go on with her day, but it was affecting her, and the other queens were starting to take notice. 

“Mum?” Katherine tried to get her adoptive mother’s attention. “Are you okay?” She had glanced at Jane, who was staring at her phone with tears in her eyes. 

“Hmm?” The blonde lifted her gaze to the pink haired queen. “Oh.” She blinked away the tears. “I’m just fine dear. Just-”

“Are you having some trouble reading what’s on your screen?” The fifth queen was trying to be helpful. It was known in the house that the blonde wasn’t the most educated when it came to reading and writing. It was also known that Jane sometimes had a hard time reading what was on her screen if she didn’t have her glasses. “Here. I can help you.”

“Oh no, it’s nothing. I just-” The blonde was interrupted when the youngest queen took the phone out of her hand and read over the message on the screen, a horrified look appearing on her face. 

“This fucking account,” Katherine huffed. 

“Kit,” Jane sighed, never one for cursing unless necessary.

“Mum, this is necessary. This account has been harassing all of us.”

“Have they really been?” Jane’s interest piqued. Kat nodded her head. “Interesting.”

Over the next few days, Jane stayed quiet on social media. She saw the tweets and the comments on her “most recent post” asking why she deleted the video of her talking about being kind. Before she made her next move, she had to speak to the other queens. 

“Hey Lina?” Jane asked one night as she was making dinner, the first queen accompanying her. 

“What’s up Jane?”

“Kat told me about this horrid account and how they’ve been sending all of us hate messages. Do you mind if I take a look at what they’ve been sending you?”

“If you want, but you have to promise you won’t go all Mum.”

“I- I can’t promise that, but I’ll do my best.” The Hispanic handed over her phone, the messages already on screen. The first queen knew the exact account she was alluding to.

Queenly my ass. If you were so queenly, Henry wouldn’t have gone through all of the trouble he went through to divorce your sorry ass.

“What the-” 

“It’s really not a big deal mija. Whoever this is, they don’t matter. Just leave it be.”

“Annie?” Jane wandered into the second queen’s room as they were all winding down for bed that night.

“What’s up Janey? Need some makeup remover again?” the green queen laughed as she scrounged her room for the wipes that the third queen asked for every once in a while.

“Actually, no. I bought a big thing of them the other day. I came to ask about something else.”

“Oh. What’s up?” Anne unceremoniously threw herself down on her bed. 

“Kit and Lina were telling me about this awful account that has been-”

“Do you want to see the messages?” The blonde nodded, and the green queen threw her phone at the blonde. 

You deserved to be beheaded, you whore. You should’ve never been queen in the first place, chasing after the king and getting him to divorce Catherine. How does it feel to be so wanted for such a short amount of time before all you were was another body?

“Annie, know that is not true.”

“I know Janey. Why do you think I’ve just ignored it? He’s not worth any of our time anyway.”

“I mean, he’s going right against the entire reason for our show.”

“Yeah, but he’s just not worth it. Don’t go all Mama Bear on him, okay?” Jane shrugged.

“Cleves?” Jane made her way into the kitchen first thing in the morning. “Are you back from your run yet?” She pulled her robe close to her body, muffling a yawn as she reached for the coffee pot.

“Seymour, you’re up early,” the fourth queen noted as she walked in through the back door.

“Well you know we’re both the earliest risers. Anyway, I have a question for you.”

“You wanna see my phone to check for any messages from that one shit account on Instagram?”

“How- how did you know?” Jane sputtered, flabbergasted.

“I heard you talking to Aragon and Boleyn. Here.” Anna tossed the blonde her phone.

“I don’t have my glasses with me. Oh boy.” Jane squinted her eyes to see the text on the phone.

Ugly bitch. How’s it feel following the only queen he truly loved, only to be rejected 6 months later? Shouldn’t even be compared to the other five. No idea how you managed to get yourself into the group, you irrelevant bitch.

“What he said isn’t true Cleves. You earned your place here.”

“What he said isn’t far from the truth Seymour. I know I didn’t have it the worst. I arguably had it the best if we’re being honest.”

“Please don’t let what he said get to you.”

“Hey Cath?” Jane wandered into the writer’s room late at night, two mugs of tea in hand.

“What’s up Jane? Can't sleep?”

“Not really. I’ve had a few things on my mind lately.”

“That account that’s just been shitting on all of us lately?” The sixth queen looked at the blonde knowingly. Jane just nodded.

“Here.” Cathy handed over.

What other stories do you have to claim? How about the one where you allowed your husband to groom Elizabeth, Anne’s precious daughter, and you joined in? Why don’t you reclaim that one, you sick twisted bastard?

“He’s-” Jane started.

“He’s not wrong.”

“Anne’s forgiven you for that.”

“She has, but I’ll never forgive myself. Is there a reason you’re so invested in this one account?”

“They’ve sent some not so kind things to me in the past few days.”

“Hey Kat?” Jane nudged the girl sitting next to her. When she heard a hum, she continued, “Can you tell me what that one account was saying to you?”

“Oh, it’s really nothing far from what other hate messages I’ve gotten.”

“Can I see? Only if you want to show me. You don’t have to of course.” The pink haired queen silently passed her phone over. The blonde adjusted the glasses on her face before she began to read. 

You whore. You deserved to die. And I hope you felt that axe come down on your neck.

“Oh my god.” Jane was disgusted. 

Did you really think you posting a stupid video of yourself speaking about being kind would stop me? It won’t. You six are all terrible women and it’s honestly deplorable that you would paint yourselves to be angels and use your stories to embrace the power of women when you know you have no power. You never did. You were all terrible people in your past lives. There is no way you changed that much in your present life. Worthless bitches. 

To say the blonde was fuming was an understatement.

The next day, Jane went live- something she had never done before. It took her a few tries, but she was able to figure it out without any help from her fellow queens.

“Hello sweet queendom,” Jane said sweetly as she still tried to adjust her camera. “The other queens are out for the day, so I figured I would go live. We’re just going to wait a bit until a few more people get here, but then I have something that I’d like to say.”

The third queen greeted as many fans as she could as they made her way into the live, but she kept her eyes peeled for the one account that was sending them all hatred. As soon as she saw them enter, the warmth and love that had been in her eyes vanished.

“Ah, okay. I think we can get this started.”

Roseamongstthethorns: Why did you delete the video of you telling people to spread kindness?

“Well Rose, that’s actually why you’re all here right now. I have something to say about the hate that the fellow queens and I have been getting. So listen up, because I’m only going to say this once. Do you hear that, instagrammer1549?” She knew she was being ballsy calling out this one particular account, but there were no names attached to the account. She wasn’t doing anything to put this person full of hatred in danger. 

“We can all deal with some of the not so kind comments that are thrown our way. We as queens choose to ignore them and carry on with what we do because we love what we do. We support each other, and we hope that using our voices and sharing a part of our story will help empower other women to share their stories too. We’re all in this together. However, when you start coming at us for things that we couldn’t prevent, like... dying... let’s say, it is absolutely disgusting. Catherine couldn’t prevent being divorced. She handled that situation like a queen, even going as far to get down on her hands and knees and beg Henry to let her know what she did wrong. Anne refused the king for years. I couldn’t help that I died, and I certainly couldn’t help that my son, who you have no right to talk about, was plagued with a sickness that took him much too soon from this earth. You have no right to talk to Anna like that. She was beautiful then, and she is beautiful now. And even if she wasn’t so beautiful on the outside, she is so much more beautiful on the inside than you could ever be. You sending those comments does not help your case much. Katherine was forced into those relationships. She was a mere child, and we all know that children can not consent. How very dare you go and tell a young woman that you hope she felt it as the axe came down on her neck. What kind of, as you called Cathy, “sick, twisted bastard” says something like that to a nineteen year old? And finally, how dare you bring up horrid stories from our past and plague Cathy with the guilt of something that happened almost 500 years ago.”

Sixtudorqueens: okay Jane, go off. We support.

“None of us are perfect. We all know our imperfections, and we’ve all made peace with it. Yes, we all did some very questionable things in our past. What happened then, while we all are horrified at our past behaviors, we have forgiven each other because we know the truth of our story. We did what we had to do to survive. But, the six of us as a group have made such wonderful process in this life, and we are truly coming out of it better than we ever could have by ourselves. Those girls are my family. Say what you want about me. I don’t care. I have a family to help me build myself back up when haters tear me down and my heart is broken. But, so help me god, if I hear of one more person coming after any of our children or my sisters again for something so personal- well,” Jane laughed bitterly. “-quite frankly, you don't want to know what will happen. Keep your disgusting comments to yourself.”

The comment section blew up, and the amount of likes her live was getting was astronomical. 

Sixqueenswalkintoabar: okay mama seymour, GO OFF!

Roseamongsttthethorns: YES JANE. @instagrammer1549, there is a special place in hell for you.

Catherine_Aragon: Jane I thought we talked about not going Mum.

“Lina, I bit my tongue for long enough. It had to be said. On that note,” Jane paused to take a deep breath, the warmth that usually radiated off of her returning. “For the rest of the queendom who has shown us nothing but love and kindness, thank you. We really do see every message, comment and twitt-”

Sixtudorqueens: tweets*

“Tweet,” Jane corrected herself. “So thank you for that kindness. For now, I’m ending this live, but I do hope that you will all remember what I’ve said. Please, only spread kindness. That’s the, as Anne and Kat say, “vibe” that we’ve created for the queendom. If you don’t have anything nice to say, perhaps just don’t say anything at all. Please remember that you have a voice. Please remember to use that voice to spread kindness and love, not hatred. The world already has enough of that in the world. No need to create more.” With that, Jane ended the live.

“So,” Anne bit back a smirk at the dinner table that night.

“We all saw your live Seymour,” Anna bit the bullet and spoke about what they were all thinking.

“Kind of impressed you could figure that out without one of us Mum,” Katherine smiled slightly. “I'm proud of you.”

“What I said had to be said,” Jane affirmed as she took a bite of her dinner. “You don’t come after my family and not feel the wrath of “Mama Seymour” or whatever the hell I’ve been labelled as.”

[ryuichirou]

Hi, Ryu❤️ Hope u’r doing well❤️

Since u’r talking about ships lately, I’m really curious to hear your opinion about Aru//Ani, its execution, development and progression throughout the whole plot👀, if it’s not a problem and especially if u have the time to. Its shippers claim Isym has been doing a great build up since FT arc (???) and that, despite the lack of development onscreen, the dynamic makes sense (???) cause they “complete” each other and they learnt how to “love and respect” each other throughout the past 4 years (???!!!).

And... I don’t know, Ryu: I really tried to consider their pov, even reread the A/A interactions and look at the dynamic with shipping goggles on, but I really failed to see and understand what they claim. Actually, I keep seeing this dynamic as insulting not just for Armin and Annie’s characters in first place, but also for Eren, Mikasa, Hitch and Berthold. Moreover, it seems nothing but an addiction made out for fanservice, cause it serves absolutely nothing to the plot: if u cut their interactions post 131ch, the story wouldn’t change in the least. Also, their interactions weren’t even that romantic and weren’t focused at all about their supposed “crush” for each other. I personally believe Armin is using Annie as coping mechanism and/or just a mean to substitute Eren; whereas Annie is substituting Armin with her father, cause she feels adrift and desperate, and seeks for someone who cherishes her and appreciates her for the person she is no matter the harsh things she did in the past (I’m crying for Hitch in the mid time....). Other than that, I’m believing also in Berthold’s influence on Armin, cause it’s the only explanation for the sudden interest of boy towards girl, that happen to begin exactly after he ate Berthold: it can’t be just a coincidence imo.

So yeah, at the end of the day, I’m pretty sad cause I used to love both the characters and now I’m much conflicted atm, cause I see nothing but a huge derailment for both and a waste for Annie’s one, who’s developing literally over a love interest... And it’s a very huge pity to me.

Sorry for the big ask, lol... I have this weight on my chest and I confess it’s actually ruining my love for SnK: I feel like everything after 131ch started sucking pretty hard... Plus, the fandom became more toxic than ever😔😔😔

I was waiting for someone to ask me about them eventually, and honestly... Anon, you're such a big mood lol

You’ve guessed correctly: I don’t like AruAni. Not because we personally don’t ship it, but because it doesn’t make sense and (for now) it’s unclear what it the purpose of this storyline and if there’s even going to be a purpose. I don’t recommend anyone shipping them reading my reply.

Basically, Anon, you’ve described everything perfectly, so I’m just going to agree with all your points. I also don’t see a reason for Armin to have this type of love for Annie. I see a coping mechanism, I see something to escape to from the Eren problem, I can even see a self-punishment of sorts, but I don’t see that sweet crush we’re led to believe is there. See, Armin didn’t even know Annie that well. They talked like twice, and then the Female Titan thing happened, and then… he was talking to her for years, but he still never learnt anything about her. How can he love her if he doesn’t even know who the fuck Annie is? And yeah, it’s convenient Bertold timing, I wonder if it’s going to come up later.

We feel like it’s unfair to other characters. It’s also extremely unfair to Hitch that’s also been here for Annie for all those years but didn’t get the special treatment for some reason. Like... their reasoning would be pretty much the same, they could’ve made Hitch her love interest for all the same reasons.

It’s unfair to Annie herself, because, based on what we know about her, she’s drawn to stubborn idiots going against the flow. Because she herself could never do that. This is the point of her character: she could never stand against what people asked her to do, even when she knew it was useless or wrong. This is why Eren intrigues her, this is why Marlo intrigues her.

Of course I’m biased here, and don’t get me wrong: I don’t see EreAnnie becoming a canon thing either lol and I talked about how I don’t care about ships being canon in general a bunch of times already. I’m saying this as an example of a dynamic that actually... works for her type of character. But all the development Annie’s got was kickstarted by Eren being interested in her fighting style and being the first person who legitimately interested her on this island (and who was interested in her too to some extent, at least interested in something she was proud of and deeply loved). She also deeply appreciated it, they had funny dialogues together, and he was the first and only person she had flirted with, which is a huge step for a character as shy, distant and serious as Annie. Seeing her now blushing for Armin looks like a joke when you keep these things in mind. You can listen to his stories all you want, but it’s strictly one-sided. And, like I said, Hitch can also have the same chances with this type of logic. Their pie-eating scene has more chemistry than all AruAni moments.

The “good person/bad person” dialogue with Armin doesn’t feel like a development to me because they were just mirroring each other’s thoughts, so it’s like talking to yourself…

Ok, that was a little bit off topic lol. But yeah, this is why for now we think that either there will be a twist of sorts (i’ll take killing Armin as a twist) or the editor just made Isayama push this narrative, since Isayama doesn’t strike me as a type who likes romance that much or ships his own characters, plus he used romance for proving the cruel world motif so many times already. Or this is just exactly what it is, a last minute het romance, and we’ll end up sitting there like bitter losers being all upset, Anon haha

The fandom’s always going toxic and pretty feral as soon as het couples pop up, and in general huge fanbases mean nothing good unless you want that sweet clout to make money or get attention, so the only thing I can advice you is to distance yourself from them so that it won’t ruin your SnK experience even more. I don’t know you or your feelings, but I think you’re just upset about AruAni thing, this is why the manga sucks to you right now (well, you basically said it yourself, if I got you correctly). And that’s fine and we’re annoyed by this thing a lot too, so we can definitely understand this sentiment. Personally, we pretend like this bs romance never happened so it won’t ruin our experience, and we’ll see what to think about it when SnK is over. Like, what if it’s just a plot device and we get ourselves worried about nothing? I wanna believe that... :”)

And can I just… use this chance to say how frustrated I am that the majority of Annie content there is is either AruAni or BerAni (or the trio)? It’s like she isn’t important when she’s not in the context of those relationships… It upsets me a lot.

Let me just say this… Reiner had more development with Annie than Armin and Bertolt combined. There, I said it. And Reiner’s fucking gay.

Overall, we’ll see how everything plays out, and then you can come again to us and we’ll bitch together lol