#yandere armin arlert aot

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currently going insane over the lack of Yandere!Armin x reader, please deliver 😭🙏

I Know You Like You Know Me

In which Armin Arlert is getting ready to confess to his friend that is also his muse and he secretly calls his lover. He was very patient and articulated very carefully how he decided to approach you with his obsession over you for so long, until one day you call him out on his behavior. He tries to cover his tracks, but you aren't one to fool.

Text Breaker by @cafekitsune

wc: 3,703 words. i needed this badly. thanks for the request.

Armin told himself to give it a few days before he confesses. And usually he would take the first chance possible to talk to you if he picked up on something that needed communicating for. But this was bigger than just a simple argument. Bigger than needing help with homework or finding out how you're going to pay off your tuition, because all of these things he knows how to control and handle. He always finds a way to make things right for you. But this...he can't control this. All these years of studying your mind, your actions and little habits, he doesn't know if you'll give a promising yes. He needs a yes from you. He needs you to need him. Just giving basic interest is enough to please him. Fuck, just giving him a chance is all he needs to show you he's everything you'd ever want and need.

For the millionth time that day, he fiddles with his fingers, staring at the ground in deep thought. "Armin...?" The sound of a familiar saccharine voice has him pulling his head up to the sight of you. The worry melts off his face and, instead, paint a natural smile. "Y/n....I didn't realize your class was over yet. I would've met you by the door." He stands to offer his seat to you. You accept and go to sit down, feeling him take your backpack from off your shoulders. "Oh, you don't have to." "No, no, it's fine." He puts it on for you and watches you watch him. He shoves his hands in his pocket to not embarrass himself and feels heat on his neck when you don't break eye contact. "Are you alright? I tried texting you a few minutes before my class ended and you didn't respond. You looked worried when I found you." He shakes his head. "No, I'm totally fine. I promise. Just thinking about if you ate anything yet," He lies. You look up in thought. "Oh, okay. Oh...yeah, I didn't eat anything today." Armin's smile drops and he pulls you to your feet to drag you in the direction of the cafeteria. "What? Why not? Didn't you eat the breakfast I packed for you?" He gives you a concerned look and you remember finding the randomly placed hot meal in your dorm room this morning. You meant to ask him about that. "Wait, that was you? How did you even get into my dorm-" "You need to eat at least three meals a day. This is why you have headaches, right?" He takes you through the cafeteria doors and you purse your lips at him dodging the question. His hand went from your arm to your hand, holding it like it was meant to be there.

He's been throwing you off these past few weeks. And you want to drop it because he is your friend and you've known him for so long. But you catch him staring at you. Hard. It's always when you're not looking and he thinks you're unaware of it, but his gaze is too strong to ignore even if you wanted to. You also know he overthinks everything you tell him because when you tell him about your classes(the only time you're NOT together), you watch him think over your words as if he's playing it in his head. Like he was there when it happened and was trying to see if your memory was correct. Not only that, certain problems have been reoccurring. And for some reason, these creepy things keep happening to you and it always seems too conveniently strategized, like it was specifically meant to happen to you, for you, like the person knew you. You don't even like thinking too hard about the details, knowing how you get when you're paranoid. And the only person you can tell about your issues is Armin. But what if.....

There's a plate of meatloaf and mashed potatoes in front of you. Armin placed it there. He also has a plate, but his doesn't look as good as yours. Gravy sits on top of the mashed potatoes, so beautifully plated. You got a better slice of meatloaf than him. He stares at you, waiting for you to start eating. You pick up your fork and knife, beginning to eat. It's better than you thought and you realize you did need this. He starts eating when you do.

"I know you didn't eat earlier too." "It's not about me." You give him a stern look. He smiles at you. You sink back into your thoughts while you eat and Armin quickly catches onto your silence. He stares at your blank face. He wants to disrupt your peace, but you've already had a long day.

The rest of the day is spent the same way it was yesterday and the day before. Wake up, go to classes, text Armin between classes, meet at the end of your last class, eat, go back to either yours or his dorm to study, talk, go to bed, repeat. If he wasn't so adamant of sticking together all the time, you would probably have more friends and wouldn't be stuck on campus all of the time. As messed up as that sounds, it's true.

The clock on your wall goes twice as slow as you count down the seconds that this "mandatory" study session takes to end. You knew about this chapter already, having studied it over the weekend when you woke up earlier than you usually would. You watch Armin point at the sentence mentioning something important that you don't really care about anymore and you look up at him. He's already looking at you, waiting for you to show that you understood the words coming out of his mouth.

".....Yeah." He smiles and nods, moving onto the next page. You interrupt his focus, calling out to him, "Um...I think I'm ready to take a break now." He doesn't lift his head from the textbook, pointing a finger up, "..Okay, just in a few minutes, it's a little more in this section that I want to make sure you understand." Before you could control it, you heaved a sigh, shoulders slouching. You hated when he made you do things on his terms. It felt way too controlling and you were beginning to get sick of it. His head snaps up at the sound you make, silence filling the room. You don't look at him, focusing your eyes on the desk in front of you.

"We can take a ten minute break."

He closes the textbook and runs a hand through his hair. "Sorry. I guess I just got a little too deep into the material for a second." He awkwardly smiles, expecting you to respond. But you don't say anything in return. He hesitates, but eventually looks over at you, watching you scroll on your phone. He didn't like your silence. He usually can correctly predict you filling in the silence whenever you feel like you have to. But now, you aren't really responding to anything he's saying and he doesn't know what to do. "Did I do something wrong?"

You put your phone down and look over at him. "You've been pretty controlling lately." His heart drops at your words and he automatically sits up straighter. "W-well, I just....have been trying to make sure that you're on the right track recently. You know, with midterms coming up, responsibilities are-" "Okay, yeah. But you're not my parent or anything. We're both grown adults here." Your face is like stone, unmoving, stern and....intimidating. Armin clenches his jaw. Why are you looking at him like this? Talking to him like this? Is he not being a good lover friend?

More silence between the two of you fills the air. Armin's stomach begins to turn.

"....Sorry. I just want to look out for you. I didn't mean for it to come out any other way. I just...care. That's all." You purse your lips before returning to your phone. Armin averts his gaze and finds himself messing with his fingers. How long has he been doing that? He clenches his hands to attempt to hide his nervousness and stares down at the textbook on the table. This wasn't going to be a good look on him. How is he going to confess when you look at him like that? He's never gotten that from you before. Maybe it's something you two need to discuss later on. Yeah. He'll give this a few days to settle. And if it comes up again, he'll find a way to make it up to you. It just....can't happen now. Not when he's so close to getting you to be his.

The rest of the night passes with the usual routine. By the time you're done getting ready for bed, Armin finished dropping all of his things off at his dorm. He takes a deep breath, sitting on his bed. He needs to go to sleep. He lays down on his bed, on top of the covers, still fully clothed and an arm over his eyes. He's tired and completely drained from today. He needs to go to sleep. Images of you flash in his mind. You eating. Your enticing gaze. Your frown. Your pouting. Your smile. Your smell. He needs to go to sleep. He clenches his jaw, imagining holding you in a tight hug, your body molding perfectly into his, your warmth in his hands and the smell of you imprinting on his brain. Everyday, you remind him of why he's crazy over you and you don't even have to try too hard. He just wants you all to himself.

I need to go to sleep, he tells himself as he speeds towards your room again. He timed it perfectly last time. He knows your full night routine takes about forty minutes. And he surely spent every single one of those minutes thinking to himself how soft your lips taste and how your hands feel on him. His body feels numb, but fully functioning. Blood rushing through his veins, making him sweat at just the thought of you. He hates, absolutely despises, this side of himself. He feels like he lost control of his mind, letting his body tell the story every time he gets this way. He thought he stopped this habit over a month ago, but here he is, ready to see you again. He needs to see you. At least check that you're okay. That's just what he tells himself, but he knows he's only here because he wants a reason to stare at you.

There's a plain of grass behind the dorm building you live in. You're conveniently placed on the first floor, your window at the perfect height for Armin to peek in, and that's exactly where he is, peeking in past your blinds to your sleeping form. His breath fastens, but he tries to stay quiet in case he's too loud. He looks around to make sure no one is out here, but it's just grass and the moon shining down on him.

Fuck, you look so beautiful. That's the big shirt you always wear to sleep. He doesn't know if you have your sleep shorts on underneath the blanket, but that doesn't matter. No...it never took much. His hand sneaks down to the stiff bulge between his legs, eyes stuck on your form. This is wrong. He told himself it's wrong and he knows you'd absolutely hate him for this. But thinking about your eyes on him has him grabbing his hard-on through the pants.

Your hot breath on his neck, telling him he's all you can think about.

Promises of staying together until death tears you apart from each other.

He needs you to want him. He needs you to need him.

Sweat drips down his forehead and his eyebrows are knit together, eyes squeezed shut as he lets himself believe the dream. One hand on the cold wall, the other squeezing his throbbing cock. Fluid leaks from his tip, making the friction a little better than before. He imagines it's you touching him instead of his own hand and it makes his soft pants turn into soft whimpers. He wishes you saw him fucking his own hand just to let him into your room and hold you. He wishes you'd love him and let him love you the way you deserve. He wants nothing more than to just be with you and it aches that you can't see that he loves you.

He opens his eyes and peeks into your window again. Still asleep. But now you're facing his direction. There's those beautiful eyes. Those eyelashes, cheeks, lips and nose that he adores. Open your eyes please, he tells himself in his mind. He wants to see those eyes on him just once, knowing it'd ruin everything between the two of you. He wishes he was in your room again like last time. Being in the closet is so much more intimate than standing outside the window. He misses the smell of you and the sound of your snores. Fuck, he's close.

His knees can't hold up for longer and his thighs are wobbling. His hand tightly grips what it can of the wall and his eyes nearly roll when you shift again. His forehead rests against the wall as he spurts out onto the grass, whatever thought going on in his head melting away entirely. Little gasps leave his mouth as he drains himself, hand slowing down.

He sits there for a second to catch his breath. Silence and a cool breeze brings him back to Earth. He opens his eyes, dizzy. This should be the last time. But he doesn't seem to hold himself to the small promise when worst comes to worst. When he looks into your room again, you're not there anymore. He freezes, body rigid. Did you see him? Did he wake you up? Where did you go? He quickly pulls his pants back up and when he's about to leave, you still don't come back.

He takes his leave.

Today, you complain to him that you didn't really get rest last night. He can't get those words out of his mind. 'Yeah, I don't know, I just couldn't really stay asleep,' you said. It seems too convenient to him. He was paranoid the entire time you two ate. Every time he looks up at your face now, you seem to not really realize how important those words mean to him. The sun was beginning to go down by the time you two reach his dorm room to study. Time felt slow like he was anticipating something shitty to happen, but you didn't really seem to care about how he felt. He hopes it doesn't show on his face.

When you smile up at him, his face relaxes a little. You were talking to him more today. He feels bad because he hasn't really been speaking much. You ask him questions about your homework and he answers. You even cracked a joke, laughing at it yourself. It gets him to loosen up a little. You must've had a bad day yesterday. He hopes it doesn't get like that again.

He offers you a snack during the study break. You accept the granola bar and begins to snack on it. While you eat, he slips out of the room to go to the bathroom.

He walks down the hall, taking his time. His head is low as a few football players pass him, loud and disruptive. He watches them go into a dorm room, not really caring about how annoying they all are to everyone else on the floor. Armin opens the bathroom door, passing his reflection in the mirror. He isn't like them. Isn't as tall as them. Doesn't have their humor. Isn't muscular or anything. He's nerdy, talkative, and doesn't have anything going for him besides his obsession over you. He couldn't fix himself even if he wanted to. But he will do anything if it meant making your life as fulfilling as possible. You're his only hope. His air. His soon to be lover. He's gonna make it right. He has to.

When he comes back, you're back to your work, reading the textbook. He sits down next to you and skims to where he last was. It's silence for a little bit, then he feels your eyes on him. He slowly looks up, meeting your eyes. He gives you a small smile, expecting you to say something. But you just stare at him. His smile stops growing as he watches you stand up.

"Stand up."

He wants to say something, but goes against it, curiosity taking over his will to speak. He stands and looks over at you. You're staring through him. But it's not a stare he's used to. You look like you're looking to humiliate him or something. It makes his neck heat up.

"Is there something that you want to tell me?"

Armin has a million thoughts of all the pervy shit he did not too long ago and settles on shaking his head. "No...? Why? Is something wrong?" A scowl grows on your face at his answer. Does she know? The question flashes through his mind before he can stop it and his heart begins to race. Not now. You walk around to the other side of the desk to lean on his night stand by his bed. "Come over here."

He meets you by his night stand and runs one of his hands through his hair. "I-if something's wrong, please tell me. I don-" "Open this." You point at the top drawer. There's three. You just asked for the first one. His stomach drops at the realization. You looked through his shit. You know about your underwear in his drawer. You saw that he's a nasty fucking stalker that snuck into your room and used your clothes to get off. You hate him. You don't love him anymore.

Your eyebrow raised at his face. Armin is suddenly completely frozen and is staring at you with a disturbing expression you can't describe. You wave a hand in front of his face. It doesn't make him move or blink. You knew he was up to some shady shit. You step forward and that makes him move. "Armin, open it." He opens it. Regular school materials. Pencils. Tape. Sticky notes. A small, hand-sized notebook. You close the drawer.

"Open this one."

Everything he worked so hard for. Years and years of dealing with his own mental state, learning about how to handle himself before he approaches you. Patience got him this far only to ruin it for himself in the end. He doesn't feel so good. He feels sick. His head begins pounding. Armin shakes his head, his eyes glossy.

He sees the anger in your eyes. How long have you known? You go to open the drawer yourself, but his hand clutches yours with a strength you didn't know he had. The grip is too tight and it hurts. You turn your head. His eyes are wide open, veins poking out of his forehead and neck as he pants. "Don't." A surge of energy bursts through you as you snatch your hand away from him.

"I already fucking know what's in there, Armin. You think I'm stupid? All these months of you stalking me. Following me into my class, sitting in the back of a room like a fucking weirdo. Babying me all of the time. Treating me like your wife when I've never even seen you as anything more than a friend. You know, I tried." You begin to rant and Armin shakes his head as if that was going to stop the truth from pouring out of your lips.

"I really wanted this to work between us. But....you don't know how to be normal. I just wanted something normal, I wanted a normal college life, I wanted friends and to party on the weekends.....and do all of these fun things that would...make me feel like me. You just like having someone to control-"

"That's not true! I really do love you! I want you to be happy, just- just tell me whatever-" He gives you a desperate look, reaching his hands out to you even though you back away at every step he takes forward. "No, no, no. Not with you. I can't always be with you. Don't you understand that?" You looked like you were trying to keep piece of your patience and sanity together, and Armin wasn't any better.

"But I love you, Y/n." He closes the gap between you, a distance he dreamed of closing between the two of you. Your eyes widened, hopefully in realization and love, he thinks. His hands hold yours, you stare up at him while he looks down to you just like he always wished to. He ignores your shaking hands. "I've loved you for as long as i've known you. You- you make my heart beat. I think of you when I wake up and go to sleep. I make you meals in the morning, keeping you in mind. I want to wake up with you there and go to sleep with you in my arms. Everything I dream of at night can be with you because you complete me. You're all I need."

His face relaxed into a loving gaze. It looks so true, so real. You never watched a man's face go through emotions so quickly before. Never met someone so obsessed with someone he can't have. His heart skips a beat at every breath you take and you finally realize that the man you've allowed into your life is someone you were told about a million times. He's a stranger. A monster with delusions strong enough to kill reality. This isn't Armin Arlert. You don't know who this man is.

Silence.

It's okay, he thinks. It does take a second to process a love confession. His gaze goes down to your lips, waiting for a yes to come out.

[mssonepiece]

Boys who are just too nice to be mean to you.. too nice to say some of dirty things you ask them to say. He can’t help but mutter apologies in your ear after hearing you let out a particularly loud moan. He knows that you like it but can’t bring himself to call his pretty girl such degrading things so he opts for stuff like “you’re too sweet to be called such dirty names baby.” It comes out in a soft moan as he’s pounding into you from behind. His hands laid flat on top of yours pushing them into the mattress, it was the only thing keeping his balance as he gave all he could to you. Although he couldn’t make himself say all those dirty things, he sure can do all the dirty things you ask. If you want him to go hard, he will. If you want him to tie you up, he will. If you want him to spank you til your ass is red, he will. But he’ll litter in those sweet praises and apologies all night letting you know how cute you look making a mess for him.. and how he’ll never let you leave his side.

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YUJI, yuta, choso, YU, denji, SANJI, luffy, armin

[pvandboxmanswife]

CW/TW: yandere behaviors, jealousy, toxic behaviors, kidnapping, obsession

Yanderes who are obsessed with you like a puppy. 

Whenever he sees you his eyes get a little sparkle and he instantly smiles.

Like a mutt wagging its tail when their master comes home.

Following you around and insisting that he give you a ride back to your home, or that he can do some of your work because he wants an excuse to spend time with you and wants to be a good boy.

Always clingy and calling you and texting you because not knowing where you are or what you’re doing worries him sm if you had just answered his calls he wouldn’t be at your door right now :(

When he kidnaps you , he does it so you don’t know. Inviting you to his home under the guise of having dinner when suddenly you feel dizzy and wake up in his bed with your favorite food on the nightstand and a note saying he’ll be back from work and that he’ll explain when he’s back.

When he does come back the sight of you screaming and crying makes him oh so sad won’t you just listen to him??? Look at those sad puppy eyes as he tries to hold you.

Clinging onto you and stroking you as he drags you to your room saying how panicking will make things worse and he just loves you so much and wants to protect you.

Give him the silent treatment and he’ll BEG for you.

He just wants you to love him because he loves you sm why can’t you see??? He’s been such a good boy for you and he just wants to keep you safe from the big scary world…

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“___ , please…” he pleaded, as you sat in your shared room, facing away from him.

He sat next to you holding your hand.

“Please say something.” he whined.

You remain silent.

“___, please just talk to me, I understand you’re upset… please, just look at me..” he begged.

You glanced over, his eyes glossy and his lip quivering.

He just wants your love and attention.

He promises that he’ll be a good boy.

Why won’t you tell him he’s a good boy????

CM: Spencer Reid

AOT: Reiner, Armin

KNY: Rengoku, Douma

The Batman: Edward Nashton

RE: Leon

FNAF: Michael Afton

[shini--chan]

Yandere Character Sheet I - Armin Alert

Trigger warnings: manipulation, isolation, devices used for punishment, murder

Attributes - What sort of Yandere is he/she?

I think it would be without saying that Armin is more the reserved type. Initially, one would think that he’d be too reserved to do anything really atrocious. That way of thinking would be incorrect. While he would be cautious and even anxious, he wouldn't be passive. Rather, he would slowly circle you, drawing ever tighter paths until he'd finally have you in his grasp. As such, it could take years until matters would really turn dark. He'd want everything to be perfect and that's why he also wouldn't kidnap you. Something as lovely as you would have to slowly be lured in, with kindness and promises of more, until he'd have sunk his claws so deep into you that you wouldn't be able to flee without tearing yourself to ribbons. 

A trait that would help him and be your damnation, would be his obsessiveness. Everything that he could and would find out about you, would be carefully catalogued and filed away. While he would have a notebook where one or the other thing scribbled in mostly intelligible handwriting, a lot would be stored mentally. As his obsession would worsen, he would cordone off a section of his mental landscape just for you. The data on you that he would have accumulated would be used to extrapolate further idiosyncrasies of yours. He would use the information he'd have on you to calculate your behaviours to an accuracy that would be frightening. After a year or two, he would be able to exactly predict what you would say to certain questions and jabs and snark. 

Armin would be plagued by low self-esteem. This would also drastically affect his relationship with you. Here you'd have the reason why he wouldn't snatch you, why he wouldn't approach you first if he'd have a choice. Preferably, you'd be introduced to each other or you would be the one to make the first move. He'd want to be desired, wanted, loved. You'd think that would make him easy to manipulate - think again. This man would lash out, curtail your behaviour and strike you where it would hurt most. After all, he would know everything about you. Don't corner an animal, it will just attack with everything it has. 

Nevertheless, he would yearn to impress you, and he would want your affections to him to be organic and honest. In many ways, this would be him wanting to have his cake and eat it. Since he would be a yandere here, at the very best the relationship would be toxic. His low self-esteem would make him paranoid and prone to jealousy. Every little sign that could be interpreted as you wanting to leave or you no longer loving him. The longer the relationship would last the more scared he'd become of losing you. More restrictions would be imposed and he'd become all the more desperate to keep you. 

Anxiousness would also be a dominating trait of his. It's a dangerous world out there, and it would be so easy for you to die. You'd be the best thing that would've ever happened to him, and no way in the world would he risk losing you. Strength and intelligence of your own would do little to save you, in his opinion. You'd still have a beating heart that could stop at a moment's notice. His protectiveness would be nigh unbearable, especially if something tragic really did/would happen to you. If you'd let him, he'd lock you in a house, corners padded and sharp objects tucked away, and wrap you in cotton. Much of your wits and energy would be used to live a somewhat normal life. 

He would be well aware that the intensity and nature of his feelings for you would be wrong . Still, he wouldn't be able to help himself. Day and night he would fight against his demons only for them to win and his yandere traits to emerge. Shame would only do so much to hold him back; in the end, his urges and desires would overpower him. He could also fall into the trap of rationalising his behaviour. Nevertheless, he would hide his baser instincts and weird and violent behaviours from you in the beginning. Most of all, he would make sure that his colleagues and the public would never catch wind of how he'd treat you really. His friends might have a vague picture, but that is also all they'd get. 

Cornering - How would they get you?

As mentioned, he wouldn't like to be the one to make the first move. With his extensive knowledge of you, he'd try to compensate for his social awkwardness by appealing to your interests. Perhaps he'd have Eren and Mikasa to back him, as emotional support and to give him more credibility. His low self-esteem and anxiety would lend a harmless air to him, and his slender build would amplify the image. He'd exploit this perceived innocence to the fullest. If he'd have to build a relationship with you, then he'd reel you in bit by bit. Chances are that somebody would even push you in his direction. 

Or, you'd be in contact with him due to your work, or his. That way, you'd probably be stuck with him for some time and he would be more relaxed in approaching you. No risk of you running for the hills just because he seems a bit off. Armin would also be able to manipulate circumstances behind the scenes to get to spend more time with you and make you interact with him. 

Then, he'd slowly chip away at your freedom and activities until you'd be safe. That would be what he'd view himself as doing - just keeping you secure and protected. All his concern would be genuine, and he'd use the arguments that would appeal to you the most, whether they be logical or emotional. He'd convince you that the fetters he'd bind you with would be for your own good. 

Yet if his usual tactics wouldn't work, then he'd trap you. Alert would never kidnap you. Instead, he'd either let you back yourself in a corner and blackmail or coerce you into a relationship with him, or he would lure you somewhere and slam the door closed behind you. 

Expectations - What do they expect of you?

Astuteness would be a personality trait he would look out for. You wouldn't have to be smart or dizzy or stupid or cunning, just astute. To draw a comparison - have the astuteness of a deer foraging for food that nonetheless never neglects to pay attention to its surroundings. Be a person that doesn't have to be told something twice. While he wouldn't mind addressing your questions, it would be tiresome to have the same conversation over and over again. Or having to chew through the exact same words repeatedly because you had your head in the clouds. On top of that, he would like the challenge. He'd even be better at handling such a person since the need to stay on his toes mentally would curb his tendency to overthink. Thus, he would be less rigid in his courtship with you and more pleasant to be around. 

Some orderliness would also be very appreciated. With everything that happened in his childhood, Armin would have learned to treasure the small things in life, one of them being an ordered home. It would be balm to his soul, and prevent the nervousness that would arise if he can't find something. Tied in with that would be his preference for you to have a routine. He'd want to have you as a fixed star in his life and there should also be an element of constancy in your life. Particularly during the stalking courting phase, he'd like it if he could rely on you to stick to schedules and being at certain places at certain times. Later, the consistent rhythm of your daily activities would help create the illusion of a happy, domestic life. 

Good hygiene would be a must. Bad hygiene would lead to bad health, and it would destroy him to have to bury you prematurely. Furthermore, even if you wouldn't die, he wouldn't want you to disfigure yourself through illnesses like small pox or leprosy or polio. Do matter how depressed you'd be, he'd be adamant you wash and brush yourself. This would be one of the few areas where he would be harsh and uncompromising. Should you be disagreeable, then he would wash you with cold water and steel wool. He'd even have the audacity to berate you if you'd get sick. Nevermind that he would micromanage your diet. 

Either you would be shy or Armin would make you shy. These are just traits here he'd want to have, he could just as well become yandere for somebody that's the polar opposite of these expectations and mould you into what he'd want. Case to point with any existent extrovertedness/socialness. Alert would drip poison in your ears and convince you that everybody except him would have a hidden agenda, and that you can't trust them. His goal would be to make you so scared of other people that you wouldn't be able to see another human (excluding him) without suffering a panic attack. That way, he'd have you all to himself and he could appreciate you to his heart's content. Quaint, or not? 

You could avoid a bad fate to some degree by being loyal by nature. Armin would be the sort to eavesdrop on other people if they'd talk about you and if he'd catch on to your devotion, then he'd be relieved. A great portion of his yandere tendencies would come from a place of fear and anxiety hence an anxious Armin would be a dangerous Armin. Keep him happy and content, and life could be somewhat good. Give him reason to fear for your safety or also make him think that you're only a hair width away from leaving him, and life would be hell. He'd constantly be overthinking and even the littlest things would be wrapped into signs that things are not working out. His complicated trains of thought would lead him to take drastic measures, and that is the last thing you'd want. 

Faded - Would they let go of you in any way?

Should he end up severely harming you, then he'd let you go out of remorse. As much as he would try to force himself to let you live without him, he'd still keep tabs on you, ever obsessive and in need of seeing you at least for half an hour everyday. While you would be free and he'd keep himself out of your life in repentance, he would become your permanent shadow, should he locate you. The furthest he'd go would be breaking in your quarters and sitting on the edge of the bed to watch you sleep. Maybe he'd even pay some street urchin to snip off a lock of your hair, a keepsake that he'd keep in a locket to remind him of all his errors. 

Of course, if it would be in the name of duty, then he'd let you go long enough for you to hide yourself. As a soldier and a citizen, he would understand if you'd be called away in a vocational way or if fate would dictate you be elsewhere. Like wouldn't apply here - he would hate having to let you go. Upon departure, he would wringe promise after promise out of you. Promises of returning, of not finding somebody else, of keeping in touch and of thinking of him everyday. He'd be heartbroken in the case of you using this opportunity to abandon him. So much so that he would become catatonic for a few weeks. 

Punishment - How would they proceed if you do something they disapprove of?

In his eyes, it would be punishment as much as keeping you safe from yourself and your own bad thoughts. The two of you could have such a nice life together, but it seems like you'd be so hellbent on ruining it with your naive curiosity. You'd be like a toddler insistent on putting your hand on the stove, in his eyes, and he'd have to chastise you like one. 

Here, he could actually become very cruel and authoritarian. After all, a burned child fears the fire. He'd have a cilice belt that he'd wrap around your thigh if you'd be too socialable. This way, you wouldn't be able to sit or run without harming yourself. The pinpricks of pain would remind you of your errors, of the fact that you would be betraying him by speaking to other people. Through the use of the cilice, you'd learn to associate other people with pain, and therefore subconsciously strive to avoid them. Any bleeding the device would cause would give him all the more reason to fawn over you. 

You'd also be forbidden from saying certain words and using particular phrases. Even alluding to a handful of restricted topics or using euphemisms or metaphors would be forbidden. As soon as you'd talk about things you're not allowed to, he'd slap his hand over your mouth and ring a bell. Here, the aim would be to get you to engage in self-censoring, so that any thought of rebellion would be strangled in the craddle. Mind you, this would only happen once you're in an established relationship and there wouldn't be anybody around to tattle on him. 

Related to that would be his fondness for putting you in chastity belts. Having you would represent a chance to finally exercise control over something in his life and not having to suffer bitterly if he'd slip up - making you prance around in a chastity belt would be the epitome of this. Being naughty would earn you a day or two in the belt, and he'd only let you take it off for supervised toilet breaks. Sorry to say this - you'd have to sleep in it. 

Other punishment would come as a direct consequence of your action. Like that if you'd go on a hunger strike, then he'd strap you down to a chair, shove a tube down your nose and force feed you. Using tools that would be prohibited would get your hands tied together and running away would earn you a leg in a cast. Most of the time, he would want the punishment to either fit the crime or make you grow closer to him. 

Reaction - How would they react to you escaping?

Sink to the floor and panic. Really, he wouldn't take it well. When you'd be with him, he'd be able to quiet his guilt and convince himself that he'd just be doing this in your best interests. Escaping would shatter the delusion and he'd first have to pick himself up. 

All his mistakes regarding you would race around his mind and he would be reminded of the actual toxicity of the relationship and the depravity of his thoughts. Armin would start to second guess and blame himself, and then the same shadow side he'd condemn so harshly would rise up and squash those thoughts. He'd start searching for you, if you wouldn't have returned by that point in this. The organic or synthetic anxiety might just as well drive you back “home”. 

He'd almost act like a teen that has their pet. Asking around for you, going to your favourite places, deducing where you could have gone to and seeking you out there. Alert might spend the one of the other day atop a tower or one of the walls, trying to use the neat overview to find you. Should he find you again, he would be overjoyed. It would feel like a burden would've been lifted off his shoulders and he'd be quick to squirrel you away back home. 

Turnabout - Scenario: You have the upper hand? What would be different from their usual MO?

Given how easy it would be to underestimate one Armin Alert, you'd be convinced in the beginning that you hold all the ropes. He'd let you buy into the illusion, as it would make matters easier for him. Additionally, much of his more shadowy doings would be done behind your back. Seeing that he wouldn't be the sort to brag, or make even the smallest peep about the true extent of his crimes, it would be even more difficult to access the true nature of the situation. 

On the flip side, once the ground rules would actually be established, then you wouldn't know if and when you'd hold all the cards. In most cases, not much would change since he wouldn't need to have the upper hand to control you. 

However, should the dynamics be more clearly defined and more evident, should you slip his control and carefully laid plans, then he'd feel lost. Anxiety would overtake him, and he would see himself as having no other choice than to bring the hammer down. Meaning, he would trigger some sort of calamity to throw you off centre and regain control. This could take the form of your house burning down, a partner dying, you becoming sick or you being arrested.

Vengeance - What would they do in the face of competition?

Isn't it frightening how easily accidents happen? If he'd really have to get his hands dirty, then his deeds would be dressed to look like accidents or suicides. He'd be disgusted by his own actions and be frightened of the idea of somebody else finding out about his actions. Not even you should know the lengths he'd go to obtain you and keep you at his side. It would also make him a good deal more dangerous. Medication would be swapped out and dangerous chemicals filled in harmless bottles. Maybe some rats or bats that are the vector as a deadly disease would find themselves in their home. 

That being said, he'd commonly target you and make you too socially anxious to interact with people. He'd spread rumour and highlight their shortcomings. With some time and effort, he'd make them so disgusting in your eyes that you cross to the other side of the street should you encounter them in public. Of course, he'd also have other ways to achieve his goals. 

Stroking the flames of hatred would also be a valid choice. He could let the wolves tear each other to shreds and watch at a safe distance. A false flag here, some strange occurrence there, and few unsavoury whispers to top it off and then his enemy would be stuck in a fight. And when the dust would settle, he'd search the ruins for treasures to loot. Perhaps if he'd find the unlucky cretin in the rubble, he'll overcome his inhibitions and deliver the killing blow. Love does strange things to men, eh?

Art doesn't belong to me, nor does the character!

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look at you, looking at me

cw: 1.3k wc, this is my entry for @gojoath's yandere collab! this armin comes with charm and a hint of obsessive behavior, it's quite short but i haven't written anything in a minute so i hope you'll still enjoy :)

“Uhm— excuse me?”

The soft voice peels your attention away from the thick book you’ve been immersed in for the past minutes and you suddenly find yourself focusing on delicate features, azure gaze limpid yet hesitant boring into yours.

“I’m so sorry, is it okay if I sit here? The cafe is packed, I’ve been waiting for half an hour now” a tentative smile stretches rose shaded lips “and, well, I could only gather enough courage to ask because we’re kinda here to do the same thing. Unless you’re waiting for someone” the smile grows wider, cheeks dusted with a pink so pretty as he holds up the same book you had started reading just yesterday on the subway.

A little taken aback, you smile too and his dimple gets a little deeper in turn.

“Sure, take a seat! I’m not waiting for anyone”

Armin graciously lets his backpack slip from his shoulder onto the floor and places the battered copy of Les Miserables on the table, at measured distance from your latte. You fixate on the book as he wanders off to place his order, not before offering one last relieved smile and uttering a thanks so quiet it almost gets swallowed by the voices murmuring at different tables and the sound of the coffee machine behind the counter.

The book is worn out, with black ink stains smeared across the fore edge, rendered thicker by what you assume are colorful sticky notes used for annotations. Is he studying it? Or is he just one of those readers who are the complete opposite of you? Always so careful, almost reverent with each title: your fingers explore attentively, to feel the furrows that make each page special, invisible irregularities that make you smile and bring comfort until you truly can’t resist anymore and bring the book up to your face to give it a quick sniff. When you encounter a paragraph or a sentence that you can’t risk forgetting, the palest trail of a pencil is the only thing you use to highlight it.

When the stranger comes back with his cappuccino, cocoa powder sprinkled on top, it’s a bit disappointing that he simply sits down across you and picks up the book once more without uttering a single word. Usually you’d simply go back to reading too but he has nice hands with fingers that spread prettily to hold what’s not exactly a light book, the afternoon sun is hitting his fair hair just right and you’ve been sitting in silence for enough time to crave a chat—

His gaze travels up from the page that had his brows furrowing and you’re so embarrassed to be caught staring with the same intensity some lurker would have.

“God, sorry” you chuckle nervously, blood suddenly simmering underneath excessively layered clothing, “it’s just… you seem to really like it. The book, I mean. I’m always scared to ruin the ones I love the most but yours seems just as loved”.

He smiles and a pretty blush sets on his cheeks as one hand timidly scratches the back of his neck.

“Well, I mean, love changes things. I like looking back at the things I loved and seeing how different they are compared to when I first got them, you know?”

“Yeah” you smile back “yeah, I think I know what you mean. Would it be weird to ask about the notes you’re taking?”

“Of course not, but I’d ruin the book for you. To keep it vague and spoiler free, I usually highlight dialogues or descriptions that really impress me. If they remind me of authors or poetry I have already explored, I expand on the concept and add my own thoughts. It’s messy and very underwhelming once you actually go through it” his awkward smile radiates warmth and, hell, you think it’s attractive.

“You sure make it sound anything but underwhelming, though” you deem the chuckle you elicit a small victory, so it’s only natural to finally introduce yourself.

Armin utters his name with bashfulness, he’s aware it sounds odd but your reaction to hearing it for the first time is the one thing he wouldn’t have been able to predict. You say it back: Armin. Wow! Are you from Germany? I think it comes from Arminius. Yeah, sorry, I have a Classics degree!

Armin.

It sounds so much better when you say it and he licks his lips by a weird reflex that tastes like coffee instead of the sweetness of your chapstick: you’re wearing it today too, not really one for lipsticks, the dim lights of the crowded cafe accentuating the mild shine of your pretty lips. 100% natural, moisturising peppermint lip balm. He can’t wait until he’s alone once more to apply the waxy consistency to his lips with his index finger, just like you always do.

“Jean” Armin replies to your question with ease, his thoughts are already wandering off but you certainly don’t need to know that as you take a sip from what he’s sure it’s a latte gone cold “not only because he shares one of my friends’ name. I just love that he embodies hope, even in such darkness”

He knows you’re gonna love Enjolras and perhaps even Eponine, conflict and tragedy always, inevitably luring you in. Armin wouldn’t love you as much if you weren’t so fascinated by pain: the movies you usually pick, all the plays you have watched with friends and family, even those ridiculous true crime podcasts you listen to at night right before going to bed, show that you have depth, that you’re interested in the fundamental sorrow and evil that lies in everything human.

Not in you. The pettiest thing you ever did was getting the last twix from the vending machine at your workplace, to get back at your idiotic colleague. You’re incapable of being selfish or wicked and that’s what worries him the most, that’s what keeps him awake at night and urged him to finally bring himself to come out into the open.

It's a little unfortunate: he hates ruining books and had to visit a couple different shops to find an edition that would match yours, hours spent cracking the spine, aging those brand new pages, adding empty colorful sticky notes and random stains. Tea, coffee, ink, the explosion of an old but elegant fountain pen, different bookmarks to make the book look thicker, fuller, filled with thoughts that never really existed. He's read it while in high school, hated every page, each character, dialogues and painfully detailed descriptions a never ending agony that used to fuel his nightmares as a student.

Most importantly, Armin is far from having everything ready for you just yet. But man, was this worth it. You’re more beautiful than ever up close, your voice is as smooth as the satin of the pink ribbons he has bought for you. Now Armin’s certain they’ll match the color of your eyes just right.

“You have a friend named Jean? That’s so cool!” you lean forward over the table, it’s imperceptible but, like an opposite magnet, he’s instantly drawn to your floral scent.

“He’s okay” he chuckles with sincere affection “always drags me along for the most insane hikes”

You huff, sympathetic.

“Ouch. I hate hikes” of course you do “I’d probably just ghost him”

“Tried that. He has the keys to my apartment so he simply dragged me out of bed at the crack of dawn”

You wrinkle your nose adorably.

“Damn, that’s some dedication. Maybe I’ll end up meeting this Jean guy and convince him to leave you alone”

Armin freezes in his seat. Ths first thought that crosses his mind is not a chance in hell.

He’ll keep his friends away from you, Jean and Connie and Eren, with their charming smiles and good looks and lame jokes you’d be too polite not to laugh at. You’re too good for them, you’d be too good for anyone, the thought of you sitting in a coffee shop on your own is already torture. You truly don’t realize how hideous and dangerous the world and its people can be.

“What’s that face?” the silver tinkling of your laugh is a pleasant interference for increasingly febrile thoughts “you weren’t even going to ask for my number, after all this?”

Armin blinks his surprise away, heat spreading in his chest with the intensity of fireworks explonding in the night sky.

He licks his lips again.

[2-dsimp]

can u write something for yandere armin? like what if his darling actually liked him back but then ppl are gossiping about him visiting Annie and still having feelings for her? this hurts darling bc she never forgave Anine and maybe her sibling is dead bc of the female titan so she just kinda stops talking to armin???

@laughing-with-god these were catching cobwebs in my drafts but it’s finally here (^◇^;)

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Cw: Unhinged Armin! Fem! Reader, suicidal mentions, manipulative tendencies, yandere tendencies, obsessive behavior, mutual pinning

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Is she ignoring me?

Armin questioned.

Watching you longingly from afar underneath the bangs of his long blonde hair, he began to overthink about what went wrong between the two of you. The rumors that kept circulating his mind about how you also had feelings for him. Was driving him insane with all the conflicting emotions in his weak heart.

Doesn’t she feel the same way? But if that’s true then why…?

If the rumors are true then why’re you avoiding him? The day before the both of you were in the library leisurely reading books sitting next to each other as if you were connected by the red strings of faith. The atmosphere was so blissful a lovely distraction from the chaos in a world that seems so hopeless.

But now he’s witnessing you ignoring his existence entirely almost as if he didn’t exist in your heart to being in with. And that made him anxious with insecurities running rampant until it turned into twisted delusions.

Has she found another?

No, that can’t be! What do I do? I can’t let her go. I need her. I need her. I need her. I need her—

“Hey did yall hear about what’s happening between Armin and Annie?”

A distant voice snapped him out of his obsessive train of thoughts, and he automatically tuned into the conversation of gossip stemming from a group of scouts.

“Duh everyone knows that those two will hook up eventually, but my heart goes out to that girl who had a crush on him.”

Another voice chimed in with a slight huff of pity going out to you.

“Yeah, hasn’t Armin always had the hots for that Titan girl? I heard that he went to see her last night at the stables”

Armin went rigid at the mere mention that he would choose that abomination you utterly despised over you. Calming himself he couldn’t help but let out a tiny sigh of relief realizing that it was not as bad as he originally thought. Although, he did have an encounter with her, trust me when I say that it was far from that of a friendly front.

Now that he had a clear vision of the situation, he knew exactly what he needed to do to mend the bridge between him and his darling.

Him being all nice to Annie was just a facade to get her guard to the lowest crumbling point. The woman was already running on a half life carrying the guilt of her past warrior self. He pretended to be empathetic towards her, feeding the flames of her innermost desire to end it all by stating that she had suffered long enough by the hands of fate. And that as a former ally he’d assist in making sure she had a nice send off straight to hell.

And eventhough He knew it was wrong of him to enjoy the simpering thought of how jealous you were at the mere inkling idea that he was interested in Annie. He couldn’t help the excitement drumming along in his heart at how that was a sign of your apparent love towards him. A telltale sign of how you wanted him.

He nearly got weak in the knees at the vision of you and him getting together as a loving couple. Especially since he knew that his goal was within reach, all he had to do was set the plan in motion. In few days time you’ll soon see how much he truly loves you, and how much he’d be willing to be your faithful companion.

And what better way to show it, by giving you the chance to get revenge on the traitor you loathed with all your being.

With that in mind Armin quickly headed towards your quarters, his steps becoming upbeat with a small hopeful smile on his face while he daydreamed about you rewarding his efforts with a kiss.

[teddy-yandere]

Heyo, can i please request for some headcanons for Armin Arlert after the rumbling with his fem! darling (or gn if you want) ? Perhaps what life would be like for him and his fem! darling (who was also a Survey Corps soldier and a member of the Alliance alongside Armin) after they defeated Eren and stopped the rumble of the earth, where they live? .O.

- After The Rumbling -

⚠️WARNING⚠️ will contain dark themes

A / N = Sorry for any grammar mistakes, I did not proofread this. Please read my bio before requesting, and make sure that my requests are open or else your request will be deleted. Enjoy <3

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★ For starters , Armin will feel like a big boulder had just been lifted off of his shoulder once the rumbling was over. A part of him couldn’t believe that he just lost one of his best friends , but at least you were still alive , and that was all that mattered to him.

★ He will never forget the warm feeling in his body when he ran up and hugged you after everything he gone down. Finally , you and him will finally be able to live a normal happy life together.

★ I feel like he will spend a lot of time comforting you the next couple of weeks. Chances are that you and Eren were friends , because of how much Armin liked you . Armin will enjoy being the person you can cry to.

★ Armin will definitely get you a house on a nice hill , where the two of you cans owns the rest of your days together. I do see it as a huge possibility that Armin will ask you to marry him no matter what. He doesn’t care what objections you have .

★ You WILL marry him. I can definitely see Armin’s yandere tendencies slowly wearing off as time goes on .

★ That main reason for his yandere tendencies to wear off if because there are not as many threats around as before.

★ That being said , not all of his yandere tendencies will go away . He still will be very controlling over you . Don’t worry about Armin hurting he will never hurt a single hair in your head. If Armin was upset at you , he will probably resolve to just manipulating you to make you see things from his point of view . Or he will start crying to make you feel bad for him. Cant you see that he is doing all this for you??!

★ I do see Armin wanting to have a family with you. He doesn’t care if you can’t have kids , he just wants to have a family of some sort ( you Cana Dior kids if ya want ) . If you don’t want kids , then he will be perfectly content in adopting a couple of pets with you !!!

★ Armin just sees himself as being a big family man !!!!!

★ Armin is definitely still a cuddle monster , even after everything has happened. He still enjoys holding your head near his chest , where he can hear your soft heartbeat beating. I don’t think Armin cares if he is a the little or big spoon , he just wants to cuddle you !!

★ He will let you visit Eren’s grave whenever you feel like you need too , but he will get slightly jealous of the attention you give towards other people .

★ Overall , Armin will become less dangerous after the rumbling , because he finally feels safe and comfortable with you

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Thanks for reading , Darling !! <3

Have a nice Day / Night ~

[animeyanderelover]

Anon: May I please request Eren, Mikasa and Armin with a scientist female s/o who is a scientist and half-human, half-robot from a futuristic, dystopian world where everything has advanced technology? The s/o was sent to other planets to explore and discover new life forms and ended up in a whole other galaxy.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, toxic relationship, possessiveness behavior, obsession, delusional thoughts, manipulation, threats, isolation

Otherworldly Scientist s/o is half-robot

Eren Yeager

👊It's all jumbled in his head. Past, present, future... It has become all the same to him and Eren is barely able to navigate through his own knowledge and perception of the paths. Yet you... Where do you come from? He can not see you there, inside his head you don't exist, have no spot in the timeline. So what exactly are you? Where do you come from? For the first time in years, Eren can not determine the present not the future as you are a mystery, a phenomenon even the Founder Titan can't see in his abilities. An otherworldly being from a place he can't perceive nor predict. Obviously this imposes a threat on his plan as he can't tell what will happen now since your presence has already changed the future he thought was set in stone. Yet despite all the Yeagerists viewing you as a threat to their plan, as a threat to Eren, Eren himself can't help but feel something different. Obviously initially he doesn't trust you as much as you are something that defies the laws of what should be possible, your body partially made of highest technology.

👊You aren't part of the timeline in his head so you become a pillar, a sign that when he is around you, he is in the present as you've not been part of his past nor are you within the future he sees in his head. You defy his abilities and despite all the fear and caution surrounding you, Eren can't help but suddenly feel a sliver of hope. Hope that maybe the future he thought was unavoidable isn't set in stone after all. You possess knowledge and technology far above what this world has to offer and despite his best attempts to push his hope down, he can't help but wonder if you could help him, save him from his own mind and impending death that crawls closer and closer. Around you the future seems to be still changable instead of one big prediction he has to obey like a slave. The future surrounding you is painted in black, unpredictable and for that full of chances and different ways to go about it. There are options. There is freedom because of your existence in his world.

👊Listening to your stories of your own world, the advanced technology and the fall of your own world in chaos and the end of humanity as he knows it are engrossing and his heart aches when he sees the sadness and defeat in your eyes. Eren's world is filled with life and death, natural things that your planet has lost long ago so despite the terror of his world, you are amazed with everything. This world must look like paradise in comparison to your own world and suddenly he has an idea, a change of heart. He begs you to stay here, help him with your knowledge and the technology you brought with you to create a world where everyone can live a better life free of the fear of war and sudden death. You could stay here with him, live a life worthy of living instead of returning to the hell that your own planet has become centuries ago. He wants it, Eren wants a future with you where he can stay with you for his entire life and suddenly the acceptance he thought he had developed for his own death crushes his soul and heart. He's scared, desperate. So stay with him. Help him. Save him from a fate that was forced upon him and that he has been carrying around all by himself for so long.

Mikasa Ackerman

🧣​Imprisoned upon discovery, you are a well-kept secret within Paradise Island as you are an abnormality, something that shouldn't exist. Your body made of flesh, blood and metal and your flying ship with which you ascended from the sky all defy everything they thought they knew. Whether you are a friend or foe has yet to be decided and for now you're kept isolated and imprisoned in the cells. You possess a vast amount of knowledge and inventions far above what Paradise Island has so many try to convince you to work for their course, under them the fraction surrounding Mikasa. They plead for your help to assist them with their task yet your eyes are drawn to Mikasa, the woman who is fairly quiet and often just observes you. Looking at you is sometimes hard for her as your body is human yet also not human, some parts of you modified for scientific purposes as you've told her on a couple of occasions when she came to visit you alone to ask questions she couldn' ask in front of the others.

🧣​It surprises her to discover how much human-like you still are and you catch her within her surprise when asking her if she expected you to merely act like a machine as parts of your body have become one. She never admits that to you but you sense slight guilt as she acts a bit more friendly around you after that. Still cold and quiet but a welcoming presence nevertheless in your life which hasn't been this peaceful and quiet in a long time. When you confess this to Mikasa she can't help but wonder what must be going on in your world to describe hers as tranquil and the mere imagination of what your own planet might be like resorts in a heavy feeling in the pit of her stomach, a lump of nervousness and concern for you. You notice an increase in her visits as both of you often just sit in silence with you occasionally telling her a bit about your own world whilst Mikasa just sits there. It's alright though, you know that she's listening to every word you're saying.

🧣​Out of the blue, she promises you one day to make sure to release you from this cell you're locked in, her dark eyes looking at you with an emotion you've never seen anyone expressing in your world before. Infatuation. Suddenly the woman who has been keeping it quiet in regards for you for such a long time suddenly grows active and demands you to be freed. No one knows where this sudden burst of desperation to get you out of that place came from but Mikasa isn't backing down. Hell, she'll break you out of there herself if she has to. The only reason why you haven't done so yourself is because you've come to this galaxy for peaceful purposes and she's boiling with anger on the inside when seeing the Yeagerists coming up with all sorts of excuses why you can't be released. You have more humanity inside of you than all those delusional bastards combined. It's going to be alright, she promises this to you often whilst looking at you through the prison bars separating the both of you. She's going to free you, is going to protect you from anything that tries to label you as a monster and tries to take you away from her.

Armin Arlert

🐚​He's send to talk with you when you first land on Paradise Island, ascended from heaven itself as some people rumor. Armin is polite and friendly yet also observant and careful around you when he meets you for the first time. He has no plans to harm you though as he wants to discuss what your purpose is for coming to Paradise Island. It quickly becomes clear to him that you aren't associated with Marley nor with anyone else on this planet. You confess everything to him rather openly in exchange for him providing you with information on his planet. It's hard to believe at first but after considering it and you showcasing him the mystery that is your own body and some of the inventions you have on your starship, it doesn't look all that ludicrous anymore. You've come from an entirely different galaxy and have just gotten lost on your mission of researching new life on other planets. Instantly the chance if you were to stay and support them becomes clear and Armin gives it his best to convince you to stay here a bit longer.

🐚​You're fine with it. In exchange of letting you research as much as you want, you provide information yourself and actively get involved with leveling their weapons and technology up, fascinated and bewildered with some of the stuff you find there as this would be ancient for you and far too inconvenient on your planet as it has evolved to high technology. You sense Armin's blue eyes on you though, sense his curiosity and so you invite him to join you on your starship as you spend hours in your laboratory, collecting data and examining plants and animals there, even Armin is being made a bit of a test subject but you promise to not hurt him so he carefully agrees as you use machines on him to measure his brain activity and circulatory system. To your delight he isn't only curious but also smart as he memorizes what you tell him and asks you questions of his own which you gladly answer. Soon Armin even decides to lead you to some places outside of your starship as he hears that life and nature have ceased to exist on your planet in favor of technology.

🐚​Astonishment of what you and your planet are capable of gradually fade away to horror as you reveal more and more about yourself and your world. Life doesn't exist, even the concept of emotions has been deemed unnecessary on your planet as only technology and science are what makes the world. It helps him understand why you are so fascinated with the simplest of things in his world and his heart beats faster in his chest when he manages to amaze you with something and sees the childish thrill in your eyes. You can sense it, his accelerated heartbeat, his dilated pupils and the hormones his body is releasing which triggers feelings of euphoria when he as much as lays eyes on you. Armin is in love. With you. You don't tell him for now as that may change his behavior around you, you want to observe for a while longer. You notice his cheeks blushing, how he stumbles over his own words when you're physically too close to him. Yet you also notice how he often talks with you about staying longer, carefully choosing his words to convince you to just stay and never return to your old home and seems awfully anxious when not around you, his body in distress. You wonder if love is supposed to work like this.

[yourlocaltrashcan657]

Rich CEO

Yandere! Erwin Smith x Female Reader Modern AU

Working for a big company wasn’t as stressing as it seemed. Y/N had the smarts, skills and knowledge for anything really and that’s what made her a great worker. That is of course if she was a proper worker, she had been an intern for so long along with her three friends Armin, Mikasa and Eren. 

Even Armin had the smarts and skills just like her but in a massive company, not a lot of people are going to be so impressed or interested in interns. Mikasa could work quite well and completed any tasks set whereas Eren was.. questionable.

Still, being friends from the very start of their lives meant that they wouldn’t have any sort of struggle to stay close to one another. And like any other morning, the 4 friends left their apartment to go to their shitty job.

Walking to the massive building, the group had talked amongst themselves and laughed at a couple of jokes until a Rolls Royce had drove past.

”Damn, look at that car!” Eren exclaimed as it stopped at the traffic light. “Why do all the rich people get such good stuff, and we have to walk to work?”

”Eren calm down. As much as we want a cool car, I guess we just have to wait until we’re rich like that.” Y/N said.

”And how the hell are we supposed to do that when we’re still crappy interns?” Eren asked as he watched the Rolls Royce drive off.

”I don’t know, but I think walking to work for 15 minutes won’t kill you, Eren.” Mikasa muttered.

Reaching the building, the group saw the Rolls Royce at the front of the building. Out came a very wealthy man. He had blonde hair which was neatly combed, blue eyes and was extremely tall. He was basically the more advanced version of Armin.

”Woah.” Eren mumbled as he walked in after the business man, not wanting to tumble or fall over in front of him. Making their way to their offices, Y/N set down her stuff and walked over to the files and began working with Armin.

”That guys looked like you Armin, only a bit different.” Y/N said.

”A bit different.? You must be trying to be nice Y/N, he looks way more different.” Armin chuckled as he began writing information and details.

“It’s alright Armin, you have things that most people don’t. If we’re talking about looks.. you might want a haircut. You look like a girl.” Y/N mumbled.

”Huh?!” Armin exclaimed. Eren and Mikasa soon came after them and began talking to each other, knowing they wouldn’t get in trouble from actual workers.

”Y’know Y/N, you’re really pretty. I don’t know how a guy just hasn’t hit on you yet.” Eren randomly said.

”Eren that was so random!” Y/N laughed out. “And thanks for the compliment.”

”The reason no one’s hit on her is because Mikasa just wouldn’t allow it.” Armin explained.

”Huh?!” Y/N exclaimed as she turned to look at Mikasa in shock.

”Remember Jean? He didn’t get a chance to take you on a date because during her goth phase, Mikasa threatened to perform a ritual to possess him if he did.” Armin said before writing in his journal.

”Jean too?! I thought Reiner was the only one..” Eren mumbled.

”How many guys did you threaten Mikasa?!” Y/N asked as she looked at the quiet girl.

”I don’t remember.. 26?” Mikasa shyly muttered, shocking the trio in front of her. This was the groups average conversation.

”Hey interns.” A worker said, getting the groups attention. “One of you give this important file to the CEO’s assistant.”

”The CEO?!” Eren exclaimed.

”Not you, you’re too loud. Hey, pretty girl, you go do it.” The guy said as he handed her the file. “Don’t mess up, alright?”

”Okay.” Y/N said as she walked off. Pressing the elevator button, Y/N went to the top floor and walked over to the assistants desk.

”Can I help you?” The slightly old lady asked.

”I’ve been told to give this to you, I’m not sure what it is but it was given by someone called Eld.” Y/N said as she handed her the file.

”Thank you. You’re an intern I see. Would you like anything? I have some mints and sweets for you.” The lady said as she pushed forward the bowl. “Here take some, whilst I hand this to the CEO.”

”O-Okay.” Y/N stuttered out as she grabbed herself a mint and popped it into her mouth. The lady walked in to the much bigger office and handed the file before muttering something to her boss.

Glancing at the inside of the office, Y/N met eyes with the same blue ones that she saw not too long ago. That same wealthy looking man was her CEO. Erwin Smith. The assistant quickly rushed back and closed the door behind her and smiled at Y/N. 

“Sorry about that. Is there anything else?” The lady asked.

”No that’s it.. thank you for the mint.” Y/N said before leaving and going to the elevator. Reaching her office, Y/N began to work on whatever task she was given and occasionally talked to her friends. Finally, their shifts came to an end and the group had walked out of the building together.

”Hey Eren, you remember that guy that came out of the Rolls Royce?” Y/N asked.

”Yeah. what about him?” Eren asked as he looked at her, curious.

”He’s the CEO of the company.” Y/N said, making the group go shocked. “I had to give that file and when I did I saw him in his office.”

”Did you get to meet him? What was he like?” Armin asked.

”Oh I didn’t get to meet him but I saw him. I think he saw me too..” Y/N mumbled as she thought back to the moment.

Reaching the apartment, Y/N and Mikasa walked into their shared bedroom and got changed into casual clothes before going to the living room where Eren and Armin were sat in. Talking amongst themselves, they soon made themselves food and went for bed.

Erwin Smith. As everyone knew, he stayed later than anyone in the company. He had to think of the company’s future and the general business so of course he had to stay late. Right? Well not this time. After laying eyes on that woman, he just had to get to know her.

Going through the files, he found hers. Y/N L/N, she wasn’t a worker but an intern. Had necessary skills and experience for the workplace and was extremely knowledgeable in academic fields. Looks were amazing. Her (e/c) and (h/c) were exactly what Erwin wanted and with those remarkable features, it amazed him how such a wonderful woman could ever exist.

How to get her close to him without raising suspicion would be tricky. And who was he to judge based on appearance and grades? Surely he had to see her work and her general behaviour towards others. But he knew it would all fall into plan. 

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“Eren! Get your lazy ass up, we’re going to be late for work!” Y/N said as she pulled the blanket off the sleeping boy. 

“Ugghh it’s only an internship.” Eren mumbled before falling of the bed. “Agh!”

They all got ready on time and left the building just in time. The same Rolls Royce was in front of the building and was much earlier than usual. Walking in, Y/N’s stuff had been tampered with. Walking over to Eren, Armin and Mikasa she had seen their stuff hadn’t.

“Why did your stuff get moved?” Armin asked curiously to himself.

“Maybe you got separated from this section since we do talk a bit too much.” Eren suggested.

”But we’re interns. Why would someone do something sill like that to interns?” Y/N asked.

”Hey you. Pretty Girl.” A worker name Gunther called out, Y/N and her friends turned to look at him. “We were told that you have to fill in for CEO’s assistant since she’s not in today.”

”The CEO?! Man, you get so lucky Y/N!” Eren said excitedly. “Its even cooler since we are interns.”

”You think working beside the CEO of one of the biggest companies is exciting?! It’s more like terrifying.” Armin said on behalf of Y/N.

”Y/N, if you need help then just call us on your phone okay? Don’t hesitate for a second, you never know what type of men are out there-“ Mikasa begun to say, trying to protect Y/N.

”I-I’ll be okay! It’s only being an assistant.” Y/N simply said as she made her way to the elevator. As she made her way to the desk, it seemed to have disappeared. What once was a long, dark brown desk had somehow just vanished. Y/N awkwardly stood at where the desk had been until the elevator made a ‘ding’ noise.

Turning around, Y/N saw the same man from yesterday. He had worn a dark blue suit this time and was holding a briefcase. Looking at Y/N, his heart stopped. He had finally looked at this beautiful woman properly. Walking up to Y/N, he towered over her before speaking up.

”You must be Y/N, yes?” Erwin asked.

”Y-yes. I was called to fill for your absent assistant.” Y/N said as she fully faced him. “Where will I be working? Her desk seems to have been moved.”

”Oh yes. Its been moved to my office which is a massive inconvenience. It’ll be fine though, you won’t need to use that silly radio button.” Erwin said as he smiled and opened his office door. “After you.”

Walking in, Y/N saw a grand office. It was spacious, modern and just the very floor would be of much more value than her. Walking over to her desk she sat down at the chair, her hands shaking with nervousness. Opening her work file, she filled in any missing documents that the regular assistant was meant to. The hour went by slowly as the clock had only read out 10:00.

”Y/N, could you be a good little assistant and get me that pen I dropped.” Erwin said looking over his desk to see a pen on the floor.

”Sure..” Y/N mumbled as she got up and bent down to pick it up, making sure to cover her cleavage. Handing it to Erwin, she didn’t see the gloom on his face. 

“Could you also make me some coffee? I know the machine is right there but I’m really busy. You understand don’t you?” Erwin asked as he locked his fingers with each other and leaned on his hands as his elbows rested on his desk.

”R-right.” Y/N said as she turned around and walked over to the coffee machine and began making Erwin’s coffee. As Y/N’s head was turned around, Erwin looked up and down at her body. How he wished he could grab her hips and see her face full of lust, her hair luscious and silky, her moans as his massive cock-

“S-sir?” Y/N called out, bringing Erwin back to reality and out of his thoughts. “Would you like sugar with this?”

”No, thank you for asking Y/N.” Erwin said as he looked down at the papers scattered across his desk. How he wished that she was his little housewife, wearing pretty dresses that he bought and picked out, carrying his children. Soon, his plan had to work. He had seen his little darling in person and how much of an angel she was.

”Here you go sir.” Y/N said as she handed him his mug of coffee. “I hope I made it right.”

”Thank you Y/N, im sure it’ll taste wonderful.” Erwin said as his fingers brushed against hers. Feeling her spine shiver, Erwin knew that he’d have to get her used to physical touch as his soon to be fiancée. Taking a sip of the well-made coffee he began to imagine how amazing her cooking must taste, sure this was only a cup of coffee but surely she had to be a great housewife.

Soon the day had ended, Y/N was quick to say goodbye and leave to go home with her friends. Erwin, as usual stayed late, and worked on the files and whatever else he had.

“Y/N, what did you do over there?” Eren asked whilst lying back down in the couch in his pants and sweatshirt. 

“Nothing to be honest. all I did was make coffee and write in files that the old assistant had to write in.” Y/N said as she plopped down on a sofa beside the window.

”You didn’t see any suspicious or weird behaviour right?” Mikasa asked.

”No no. It’s alright Mikasa, besides this internship is almost ending and we are almost done with university.” Y/N said as she sipped on her juice.

”As long as you are alright we are happy.” Armin said before reading his book.

“Thanks Armin.” Y/N mumbled as she smiled happily at him.

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“You’ll be working as my assistant from now on Y/N. Of course, the pay will be rewarding if you do your job right. You’ll earn £96,276 every year which will be £8023 every month, if you need more you’ll have to work hard for it. Just sign at the bottom of the contract when you’re ready.” Erwin rambled as he leaned over the desk a bit and smirked at Y/N, pushing the contract forward.

Sat still in her tiny, uncomfortable chair, Y/N looked at the contract in shock. Just two days ago she was a stranger to him and now she was being granted a position in a n extremely successful company as the CEO’s assistant.

”I-I don’t know what to say!” Y/N said as she looked up at him. “I’m still in University so how will I be able to work.?”

”Don’t worry about that. I called your University and discussed this with them, they’ll forward you the information that you missed out on.” Erwin explained. “Of course, you’ll also get a free ride to here and you must have a uniform. Just sign the paper.”

Y/N could do this. With all that money, she’d be able to pay bills, buy groceries and would still have lots of cash still leftover. Not to mention that she would also be getting promoted for her behaviour and hard work. Grabbing the pen shakily, Y/N signed the paper and looked up at Erwin. Almost instantly as the pen left the paper, Erwin snatched it away and kept it in a safe document. 

“That’s a good girl..” Erwin mumbled to himself as he put it in his drawer and locked it. “Now then Y/N, let’s get straight to work shall we?” 

“What would you like me to do sir?” Y/N asked watching Erwin stand up and lean over the desk, face’s practically in each other’s. “s-sir?”

“You wanna be a good little assistant Y/N?” Erwin asked, gently grabbing her chin. Y/N sat paralysed, unable to move. Why was he touching her like this? How could she get away from him?

”S-sir could you please m-move bac-“ Y/N began to stutter out.

”Quiet doll. Get on your knees for me, that’s your first order.” Erwin whispered in her ear. “Don’t keep me waiting-“

Y/N dashed towards the door, not caring if the chair tipped over. She would forget about the internship and leave this stupid company, tell her University that she rejected the job. Twisting the door knob, Y/N found it to be locked. 

“No.. no no no! Someone help me! Get me out of here-“ Y/N yelled out as she banged her fist on the door. Erwin’s hand quickly grabbed her shoulder and turned her around.

”Now now Y/N. We wouldn’t want you to get fired especially from the biggest company in the world. Imagine how hard it’d be for you to get a job once people find out that you lack teamwork and manners. Not just you, what about your friends? They won’t have jobs either!” Erwin said, trying to manipulate Y/N.

”Get away from me your creep! I don’t care if that happens, you’re a nasty pervert who forces people to do things against their will.” Y/N yelled as she backed into the door.

”Whatever are you talking about my dear Y/N? You signed the contract, you’re bound to me forever. And sure we have quite an age gap, but that doesn’t stop me from living you like the pretty doll you are!” Erwin said menacingly.

”W-what.” Y/N mumbled as she stared into his icy blue eyes.

”That’s right Y/N, it’s either you get on your knees and listen to me like you’re meant to or else I’ll pull some strings and get your stupid friends in jail.” Erwin muttered as he placed a hand on her neck. “Choose wisely. You only have 10 seconds!”

What else could Y/N do? Get married to a man who was twice her age, live her life in riches in return for her obedience and body or fight back and risk her friends’ lives and futures. 

“You promise you won’t do anything to my friends.?” Y/N asked nervously. Erwin chuckled at her response as he grabbed her chin.

“Oh Y/N. I knew you’d come along with my plans.” Erwin whispered before grabbing her cheeks and pulling her into a rough yet passionate kiss. “Be a good girl and let Daddy play with you.”

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“E-Erwin I promise I didn’t mean to do anything! I swear!” Y/N pleaded as her dress was dropped on the marble floor and Erwin dragged her by her arm.

”Nile. Of all people you go talk to that bastard!” Erwin grumbled before throwing her into their shared bedroom. “Why did you do that Y/N? To make me jealous?”

”I p-promise I didn’t do anything on purpose! He just started talking to me at the very start of the event!” Y/N sobbed out as she fell onto the floor.

”Liar. Get up right now Y/N.” Erwin demanded in which Y/N immediately listened to. “It’s because you think he looks better, right Y/N? Do you think he’s better than me?”

”No-“ Y/N begun to say.

”Did you see the way he looked at you!? You and Nile were practically kissing from what I saw, he was so close to your face. I bet everyone else saw as well.” Erwin yelled.

“N-no. I’m sorry E-Erwin.” Y/N mumbled as she looked at her feet.

“A sorry isn’t good enough. You act like such a goddess on the outside when actually you are a slut, a gold digger, my fucking whore.” Erwin muttered as he gripped her hair, causing a yelp to erupt from Y/N’s lungs.

“I’m sorry Erwin! I’ll make it up to you, I promise!” Y/N said as she held his hands.

”Oh I know you will, whether you like it or not.” Erwin replied as he pushed her on the bed.

[arminismyhusbandddd]

Armin Arlert like your older brother .｡◦♡

♡ After your parents were killed by the police, you were raised by your grandfather

♡ He kept talking about his book and told you a lot of interesting things

♡ He, like an older brother, tried to teach you to read and write, although he himself did not fully master it

♡ When you were leaving the store together and hooligans attacked you, he always made you run away with the bread, but he stayed behind

♡ You spent a lot of time together by the river ♡ He learned how to braid hair to make you cute hairstyles

♡ Armin often took on the role of guardian and sometimes "teaches" you

♡ After the wall fell, he started following you around a lot more, especially when Grandpa died.

♡ When you found out that he wanted to join Survey Corps with his friends, you wanted too, but he was categorically against

♡After becoming cadets, you studied a lot and spent time together, although you were a little jealous because he was mostly with Eren and Mikasa

♡Before missions, he always begged you to be very careful

♡ He negotiated and influenced the disposition of soldiers during missions so that you would be in his field of vision.

♡ When he first killed a person, he distanced himself from you and did not even talk, because he thought that now he is a monster in your eyes ♡Every evening during the curfew, he would sneak over to you to check on you and if you were awake, and force you sleep, but he often forgot about it when you started discussing everything in the world

♡ When he inherited the power of the Colossal Titan, he was very depressed, and so he was afraid not only to speak, but to approach, because he is not confident in controlling his power.

♡ After Eren's escape, he was very sad, but one evening he came to your room and just burst into tears

♡ Sometimes, when such conversations go too far, he asks you "If I were not your brother, who would you choose?"

♡ On the mission in Liberio, he was madly afraid that his Titan's explosion would somehow harm you

♡ Before the mission itself, you listened to his monologue for 30 minutes about safety and how important it is to be careful right now, in someone else's territory

♡ After fight with Eren, he kept quiet and didn't say anything about it until you found out from Jean yourself.

♡ When Annie came out of the crystal, he was very afraid of your negative reaction

♡ He LITERALLY never takes his eyes off you

♡ After the rumbling, he visited you often and wrote a lot..

[cythrnn]

i do not see enough toxic!armin fics and that needs to change.

[appleblueberry-pie]

Can I request a yandere snk on Armin? He is a very shy guy when it comes to you, i.e. too shy that he can't even talk to you when you ask him something, he feels miserable for not answering you and thinks that you don't like him, he doesn't sleep at night because he is not sure whether that's what you want in a guy, but despite that, he follows you everywhere. You don't dislike it, but you think it's weird, so you ignore it anyway.

Your friends often communicate to you that you should do something about Armin.

You don't like how they mention him, though. Like he was stalking you or something. I mean he's just a regular guy. Pretty shy, doesn't like talking too much, soft spoken, curls in on himself like a puppy, and terrible at eye contact. Well, yes, he does also kind of drift around your general area between your classes, but outside of that, he doesn't really do anything. So, you leave it alone.

Armin hates how he acts around you. It doesn't make sense. Why can't he just conversate with you like every other person on the planet would? Why can't he sit up straight and make you laugh? Actually help you with your work? Why does he have to stutter a billion times and make you give that crooked fake smile and awkward laugh? He can be normal around Eren and Mikasa, but around you, he was a fish out of water, opening and closing his mouth continuously.

He fucking loves when you stare at him with those eyes and your scent reaches his nose at the same time. It makes his heart ache. It makes him want to hold your hand, touch your foot with his, something to be in contact with you. Ugh, he just wants to beat himself over the head. He can't stop thinking about you. He can't stop loving you.

[silversimp]

I'm working on an Armin fic and wanted to draw him~

It's a modern au where the reader and Armin are working together

[crazychaoticizzy]

an event by honeymoon @cinnamon-girl-writes & izzy @crazychaoticizzy

pre-game!

invitations were sent out on 7/7 to select authors that we enjoy the writing of & mutuals who we wanted to be part of our event! if you received an ask with an invitation, respond to the ask or message us to confirm your spot and reserve the character you'd like to write from the following list. !!one author per character!! and it will be first come first serve! include at least two backup characters in your reservation in case of repeats. please view the specific rules for this segment down below :)

overtime!

starting july 9, anyone can join and write for our event! please send us an ask to let us know what you're writing, who for, and the details so we can add it to the masterlist. please view the 'overtime rules' section below for details :)

locker room!

starting july 17, izzy @crazychaoticizzy and honeymoon @cinnamon-girl-writes will be accepting requests for this event! please send us an ask with the character, sport, and any details you'd like.

**note: izzy prefers to write for armin and erwin. honeymoon prefers to write for reiner, bertholdt, and jean

cause you know i love the PLAYERS! - masterlist

*red text indicates that the character slot has been taken. the author will be tagged beside their selected character.

baseball player!eren @arlerts-angel

figure skater!armin @chaotic-on-main

lacrosse player!jean

soccer player!connie @kingkonoha

rugby player!reiner @verxca

swimmer!bertholdt @tender-hearteddd

f1 driver!porco @saturnzheart

tennis player!floch

hockey player!colt

football player!onyankopon

coach!erwin @erwinsmithsmissingleftarm

coach!levi @lacyohlacyyy

coach!zeke

pre-game! RULES/GUIDELINES

+ one author per character (listed above). first come first serve, so please let us know your backup characters in case the person you'd like is reserved. deadline for sign ups is july 14

+ in this event, we're specifically looking for pieces of writing, not just headcanons/bullet points. please keep your pieces over 700 words (no maximum)

+ aot characters only, no oc's

+ this is an x reader event. gn! or fem! reader welcome, but please no male reader

+ nsfw writing allowed; please tag it properly

+ absolutely no dark content, including but not limited to: yandere, p3dophilia, r4pe/inc3st

+ of course, you should post your writing on your own personal masterlist as well and promote this event!!

overtime! RULES/GUIDELINES

+ aot characters only

+ this is primarily an x reader event, but ship content is permitted (no problematic ships, i.e. age gaps like eren/levi or you will be blocked)

+ no restrictions for what character/sport you write for

+ headcanons, moodboards, fanart, and any other mediums allowed and encouraged!

+ nsfw writing allowed; please tag it properly

+ absolutely no dark content, including but not limited to: yandere, p3dophilia, r4pe/inc3st

locker room! RULES/GUIDELINES (requests)

+ only x fem! reader or gn! reader, no oc's or ships please

+ please be specific with what you want including the character and the sport; if not, we'll take creative liberty

+ absolutely no dark content, including but not limited to: yandere, p3dophilia, r4pe/inc3st

+ hard deadline for this event on august 17 (8/17/24) but you can send your requests to our personal accounts if we're accepting atm

+ understand that we are also human and this is just a hobby w/ real lives outside of fandom! pls be kind :)

we are so excited for this event!! if you have questions or concerns, please message izzy @crazychaoticizzy🤍

[tteokkru]

─── order here ! 

at the rumi cafe, there’s a variety of things to request! <3

- jujutsu kaisen

- attack on titan

- more coming soon !

ྀིྀི ˖⋆࿐໋ ݁ what i write !

JJK — yuuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, toge inumaki, satoru gojo, suguru geto, shoko leiri, nanami kento, choso kamo, toji fushiguro, shiu kong, ryomen sukuna

AOT — eren jaeger, armin arlert, mikasa ackerman, jean kirstein, reiner braun, connie springer, levi ackerman, erwin smith

GENRES — smut, semi-nsfw, fluff, angst, angst with a happy ending, smau/texts, yandere character/reader, any gender reader, polyamory, AU’s, etc

NO’s — pedophilia, beastiality, incest, scat, etc. i’ll write basically anything, but if you have any questions, feel free to dm or send an ask <3

please note that i do struggle a lot with my health, so some days i physically and mentally can't do anything; if i take a while with your request or disappear for days on end, that's why.

please be somewhat detailed with your request so i know exactly what you want written :) if i'm uncomfortable or unable to write your request, i just won't; please don't take it personally.

[raitonsfw]

𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜.

navigation: about me. m.list. taglist form. kofi.

fandoms i will write for:

bungou stray dogs.

my hero academia.

attack on titan.

jujutsu kaisen.

demon slayer.

danganronpa.

black butler.

trigun.

characters i will write for:

bsd: osamu dazai. chūya nakahara. fyodor dostoevsky. nikolai gogol. sigma. ryūnosuke akutagawa. ranpo edogawa. edgar allan poe. atsushi nakajima.

mha: tomura shigaraki. tōya todoroki (dabi). keigo takami (hawks). kai chisaki (overhaul). shōta aizawa (eraserhead). tamaki amajiki (suneater).

aot: levi ackerman. eren jaeger. hange zoë. reiner braun. armin arlert. porco galliard.

jjk: satoru gojo. suguru geto. ryōmen sukuna. chōsō kamo. yūta okkotsu. fushiguro toji. nanami kento. mahito. higuruma hiromi. kashimo hajime.

ds: obanai iguro. tengen uzui. giyū tomioka. kyōjurō rengoku. muzan kibutsuji. akaza. douma.

dr: nagito komaeda. hajime hinata. izuru kamukura. makoto naegi. junko enoshima. mikan tsumiki.

bb: sebastian michaelis. undertaker. gregory violet. edgar redmond.

t-gun: vash the stampede. millions knives. nicholas d. wolfwood.

general rules:

yes; character x fem!reader. headcanons. sfw. nsfw. threesomes. sub/dom undertones. breeding kink. mommy kink. pegging/strap ons. sex toys in general.

dark content such as aphrodisiacs, cheating, degradation, blood play, corruption kink, yandere themes.

fantasy themes (faerie, mermaid, etc) and canon plot (ie, mha; quirk. bsd; ability. jjk; technique/sukuna's true form. dr; ultimate/talent. ds; breathing styles/demon blood art.)

no; incest. non-con. pedophilia. vore. watersports/scat. weight/body image. pet play. age regression. daddy kink. aged up minors.

maybe; omegaverse (specifically for atsushi and keigo).

general notes; hange zoë will be written afab with they/them pronouns. makoto naegi will be written as strictly submissive. junko enoshima, mikan tsumiki, & nagito komaeda i am willing to write male!reader for.

when requesting, please do include whether it is nsfw/sfw and afab!/gn!/amab! and a lil summary of what'd you like. if including multiple characters, please state which ones from that certain fandom.

i also will write in a last name-honorific format (ie; Dazai-san, Komaeda-kun, Aizawa-sensei (or just sensei), -sama/-chan/-senpai) if you guys prefer that in your request! Just let me know in said request and which honorifics you'd like.

also let me know if there's a specific nick/pet name you'd like for your character. (ie; fedya for fyodor, kolya for nikolai... i won't write the two with these names unless its specifically a fyolai x reader or if you ask for these names.)