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apollodarling-writes · 1 month

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ANDROID! ALEXA-THEMED! WORSHIPPER YANDERE! LEVI x SHUT IN! READER

cws : yandere themes, manipulation (??), obsessive behavior, code breaking, implied dissociation, confining, dubcon, multiple creampie, slight dacryphilia, dry humping, levi can vibrate, marking, levi cums A LOT, levi bites you, levi’s a little mean in the beginning bc he’s pissed.

a/n : i pasted this to the wrong thing and after i’d finished editing it to look good, id realized. i did NOT wanna re-paste and edit so this was a request that id gotten for PulseMotion Inc.

“[name], come out. i won’t hurt you.” your hand shakily reaches up to cover your mouth, effectively silencing your breathing as thudding footsteps turn down the hallway you’d foolishly decided to hide in. the lock on the closet door wouldn’t do much — levi could rip the door off its hinges if he so desired. you screw your eyes shut in fear as his footsteps slow, coming to a stop outside the closet door. you wait with bated breath as silence ensues, then muffle a sob beneath the palm you have clasped over your mouth as you watch the doorknob jiggle. oh, you were so fucked.

you wonder for a moment where everything went wrong. was it when levi had that software update? was there a wire firing incorrectly? or was he faulty from the beginning? maybe that’s why he was on clearance.

you find yourself remembering where this all began. you’d been perusing through the pages of PulseMotion’s website just to see what they had, only to find that you could buy a month’s worth of food at the base price they sold their android companions for. unsatisfied, you turned to their clearance section. it was there you found levi.

levi was inspired by the alexa echo dot from amazon, but he was far more advanced. he had a physical body, superhuman strength, and cold, dead eyes that followed your every move. the creators had given him the ability to access locks, security systems, cameras, and so on to ensure the safety of whoever purchased him — but it only served to royally fuck you over even more.

you’d impulsively purchased levi that evening. at the time, you didn't know that buying the android would ruin your life. you had just gotten paid and saw that he was on clearance, and thought that it was a good deal. you didn't think anything would go wrong.

everything was fine in the beginning. the two of you slowly became acquainted, the android did what he was supposed to, and that was that. levi, as he'd told you, was on clearance for a reason-- there was something seriously wrong with him.

levi was was initially very sweet, even if he could be intimidating at times. he always reminded you to eat and would charge your devices without you needing to say a word. he even locked your doors for you for christ's sake! you thought you'd lucked out.

you suppose things started going wrong when he powered off for his quarterly system update a few months ago. he was fine before that. after he'd restarted his system, his eyes briefly flashed red, the company insignia disappearing for but a moment. it happened so quickly that, for a second, you thought you had imagined it. you made sure to ask him if everything was okay, but he only brushed it off and returned to his daily cleaning. after that, he never left your side.

every time you tried to get out of your shell and make friends, levi coincidentally informed you of a new game or a new movie, or even suggested that the two of you do an activity together. sometimes, he would inform you of something that needed to be fixed, but when you tried to take him to the repair shop, he insisted that it was easy enough to do yourself. you believed him of course, he surely had only your best interests in mind, or so you thought. in hindsight, you realize that his actions were entirely selfish in nature. maybe he’d even fooled you into helping him with some coding he had trouble bypassing. at this point, you wouldn’t put it past him.

it had been like this for the last few months. you probably should have seen the red flags, but why would you? it wasn’t as if he wanted to harm you. his programming did seem a little odd of course, but every time you checked, there was nothing to suggest otherwise. it was only natural you had to acclimate to his odd behavior.

as time went on, and levi had become more crafty with his excuses, you’d gotten fed up. for the first time in awhile, you’d finally been comfortable enough to go out on a date, but as per usual, levi intercepted you in the living room. he spouted some nonsense about wanting to watch a new series he thought you would like, but before he’d even finished his sentence, you shut him down.

you remember the way the insignia flickered in his eyes, but at that point you were too frustrated with him to bother with what that minute entail. you only spun on your heels and stormed off, tugging on the front door and finding that it was locked. anxiety and unease washed over you, and with a creeping feeling of being watched as you slowly looked up at the camera. you remember levi’s voice ringing out from behind you, slowly stalking up to you with a frown that tugged too tightly around his artificial skin.

everything that happened after that was a blur. you don’t really remember how you ended up in the closet, but it took everything in you to stay quiet. your mind was reeling as the behavior displayed over the last few months suddenly made sense — you were horrified. how did you not put two and two together?

you’re snapped back into reality as levi sighs outside of the closet door. his voice sounded too sweet, too calm for the situation at hand. “[name], don’t make me break down this door.”

you silently pray to every being you can think of, begging them to let him move to a different room so you can plan your escape. alas, your prayers were unanswered as the door is ripped off the hinges in the blink of an eye. you would’ve found the sight comical — a short man such as himself holding up a door nearly twice his size — if it weren’t for the reality of your situation.

“great, now i’ll have to clean this up and fix it. you’re really a pain in my ass sometimes.” levi grumbles as he gazes down at you through narrowed eyes, drinking in the sight of the way you were shaking like a leaf. “get up.”

you can’t bring yourself to move, much less tell him to go fuck himself. you’re torn between anger and unadulterated fear — the latter putting you in fight or flight. unfortunately for you, your response was a secret third option: freeze. levi only huffs, leaning down and reaching for your wrist, grumbling something under his breath.

you’re finally able to move, shuffling away from him as much as the cramped space in the closet would allow, blindly pushing at his hands as tears blur your vision. levi only

clicks his tongue, his fingers deftly wrapping around your wrist as he hoists you up. he tugs you out of the closet and down the hallway, bitching to you about something you couldn’t be bothered to focus on. you tried to pry his fingers from around your wrist, scratching and beating and doing anything within your power to keep him from dragging you wherever it was he wanted you. it was futile.

as levi drags you to your room, gently pushing you onto your bed, you realize that there was nothing you could do; you couldn’t win against him. your mind works on overdrive, twisting and turning in an attempt to gauge his intent, and with the way his eyes had become hooded… you could confidently say that you wouldn’t like where this was headed.

“h—hey. no. i’ll stay— i’ll stay home, just please don’t—“ you’re interrupted by levi’s chilled fingers wrapping around your wrists as he leans down and slots his lips to yours. scrunching your nose in distaste as he feverishly engages in a one-sided makeout, you attempt to wriggle your way out of his grip. it’s safe to say that you failed, but at least you tried.

levi’s free hand travels down your chest, over your tummy, and finds purchase on the meat of your hip. he gently, experimentally rolls his hips into yours, searching for the place that would have you melting into his touch. with ease, the android’s cockhead brushes over your clit, shooting a wave of pleasure down your spine.

“levi…stop—“ a whine parts your lips as levi’s shaft begins vibrating, the sensation muddling your thoughts as you begin to wonder whether you wanted this or not. as you battle yourself internally, levi ruts against you faster, the both of you coming closer and closer to your climax.

the android’s lip brush against your throat, heatedly nipping and sucking in places for long enough that you were sure there would be marks tomorrow.

“‘m gonna cum— baby, cum with me. please, please, please cum with me!” levi begs, the speed at which his shaft was vibrating increasing. your back arches into the sensation as levi lets out a loud whine, your jaw agape as your orgasm crashes over you. you stumble over curses, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as levi’s cock never once stops vibrating.

“gonna overstimulate me— s’too much!” you protest, feeling levi’s cum wet your pants. just how much does this guy cum anyway?

levi stops rutting against you, all but ripping away the confines of your clothing as well as his own before aligning himself with your entrance. “need it. need it so bad— i’ve been waiting for so long…”

he slowly slides into you, your gummy walls eagerly sucking him in despite your own confusion, forcing a choked whimper from levi’s lips. he shallowly thrusts into you, the sensation of overwhelmingly delicious; you’d never felt so full, so good. levi’s shaft pulsed this time, vibrating for a few moments on and off, his tip reaching places you’d never be able to reach with your own two hands.

you melt into the feeling, your own pleasure drowning out every thought of protest as levi begins to pick up the pace. he removes his fingers from your wrists, the flesh red and angry, and presses down on your tummy where his cock would be. the vibration switches again, his hips snapping into yours now, and he lets out a loud groan as his orgasm washes over him. levi never once stops as he pumps you full of his cum, his fingers digging into your hips as he whimpers out mumbled gibberish.

with ease, levi switches your position, putting you on your knees and pushes back inside of you. he forces you to meet his thrusts, and the new angle has your fingers gripping the sheets, your jaw hanging open in silent pleasure. you can’t think about anything — only how good levi was able to make you feel.

“levi— ‘m cumming!” you cry out, your thighs shaking and cunt clenching around him. tears prick your eyes and spill down your cheeks, the feeling too much for you to handle.

“y’look so pretty when you cry.” levi chokes out, his eyes closing in bliss as his cock twitches inside of you. your cunt pulses around levi, sending shivers down his spine as his motherboard goes into overdrive in an attempt to cool him down. rutting into you at an inhuman pace, levi’s thrusting grows sloppy, reaching one hand around to press a finger to your clit, the artificial skin vibrating as well.

“cum f’me… j—just one more time! please— please, need it so bad..!” levi whines, expertly circling your clit in an attempt to have you cum with him. “y—you’ll tell me when y’close, okay? wanna cum with you.”

all you can do is nod, your mind melting at every sensation. levi presses your back against his sculpted chest, linking his arm under one of your thighs and hoists it up, thrusting more harshly as his tongue darts out to lap at the tears staining your cheeks.

“y’feel so fuckin’ good.” he whimpers, pressing chaste kisses to the flushed skin of your shoulders. “‘m gonna cum. baby, ‘m gonna cum—“

before you’re able to register it, your vision flashes white, a high-pitched whine parting your lips as ecstasy crashes over you.

“cumming! ‘m cumming!!” levi babbles, whimpers and whines of his own being muffled by your skin as he bites down on the curve of your shoulder in an attempt to silence himself. cum trickles down your thighs and stains the sheets as his thrusting comes to a stop, a quiet sniffle resounding from behind you.

the android gently lays you down, your eyes growing heavy as the bliss slowly leaves your system, and you can’t find it in you to care about the date you wanted to go on anymore. your lashes flutter shut as levi leaves the room and quietly returns with a damp cloth, tenderly cleaning you up as you drift off to sleep.

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youre-ackermine · 4 months

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Under the Mistletoe

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Fem!reader

Wordcount: 1360 approx.

Modern AU / SFW / Friends to lovers / Love confession / Fluff

Joining Levi to celebrate New Year's Eve was the best decision you had made in a long time. Life was so boring and dull since your best friend had left for France to study. No more talking over coffee between classes, no more late night studying together at the library, no more banter and silly jokes. And above all, no more movie nights cuddled up on the couch, wrapped together in both a cosy blanket and his comforting scent. You felt lonely and miserable. In short, you missed your best friend sorely.

Of course you caught up on each other’s life during your weekly phone call, but it’s his presence you missed the most. Your heart had skipped a beat when he had called you a few weeks ago, clearing his throat before blurting out the invitation in a hoarse tone. Hanging up, you couldn't help but giggle with eagerness at the idea of seeing him again after months apart.

As the reunion day drew near, you had felt the excitement revealing itself in each of your gestures, in each of your thoughts, your mind racing with the silliest scenarios. Past the first few days, busying yourself buying your ticket, packing your suitcase, choosing the evening dress you’d wear for the party, your mood had changed. You had lost your appetite. You could barely sleep. Nervousness was taking the best of you. You couldn’t wait to go to Paris.

Reuniting with him had thrown you into emotional turmoil. Despite the “Mlle l’Emmerdeuse" sign he was holding as a joke, despite the familiar smirk plastered on his face, the moment you had seen him waiting for you at the airport had made you stop in your tracks, palms sweating and throat tight. Something about the way he looked at you seemed different, something yearning and intense.

Regardless you had thrown yourself in his arms and, as he had pulled you closer to him, you had nuzzled into his neck and taken in his comforting scent, the very scent you had missed so much on countless sleepless nights. Tears of relief had welled up in your eyes and your heart seemed to have swelled in your chest. You had shivered under his touch and clung to him for a while before letting him go as the heat of embarrassment flushed your cheeks.

You could no longer conceal the obvious: you were deeply, hopelessly in love with your best friend.

The hour that followed was nothing more now than a blur of disjointed chatter, clumsy gestures and awkward silence. Levi had dropped you off at your hotel, giving you some time to get ready. You had struggled to calm down, your whole body still reacting to the unexpected realization of your feelings. You couldn’t figure out yet how to behave around him. Seeing your best friend in this new light had left you confused and, to be really honest, a little ashamed.

When he picked you up later to go to the soirée, he looked so good in his black tuxedo that you almost missed the sparkle in his eyes and the startled gasp he had let out when you had reached the bottom of the stairs and crossed the lobby to join him. Your evening gown fitted perfectly, smoothly hugging your curves. The light touches of makeup here and there discreetly highlighted your face. You were breathtaking.

Uneasiness lurked into the confined space of the car as you both remained silent. Levi’s attention was stubbornly focused on the road while you admired the city Christmas lights through the window, thinking about how your silly crush on him would muddy your friendship. Luckily enough, it was a quick drive to your destination and you couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief when you finally got out of the car.

Your first glance at the impressive beauty of this hôtel particulier near the Tour Eiffel left you speechless for a while. Elegant garlands of warm white lights hung on the front wall, bathing the garden in a festive glow. A few candle lanterns lined the stairs, tracing the path up to the front door. Apparently Levi’s new friends were ridiculously rich.

As soon as you stepped inside, heat slapped your face and music filled your ears. The house was soberly decorated, a few shining ornaments and tinsels were placed here and there and a bouquet of mistletoe hung from the ceiling in the hallway. In the main room, people were already dancing under strobe lights. Levi helped you take off your coat and you shrugged the tension off your shoulders as you followed him across the packed room to the buffet. The fancy display of mouth-watering delicacies helped you snap out of your thoughts for good.

Levi introduced you to his group of friends who stood next to the bar on your left, laughing and raising their glasses to the last remnants of the year and the appealing promises of the new one. One of them poured some champagne in a flute for you while another shoved a plate of appetizers under your nose. They did their best to make you feel welcome.

After a few bites of delicious food, Levi, always the life and soul of the party, stuck with his friends while you hit the dance floor. Mingling with the partygoers released most of the tension building between the two of you so far. You felt his eyes linger on you at first but soon you were so absorbed in the music that you forgot about your turmoil for a moment.

And now, after dragging yourself to the bar all sweating and panting but somewhat relaxed, here you were trying your best to talk with his college friends over the deafening music, slipping a few words of French you vaguely remembered here and there into the conversation. You got along pretty well with Levi’s roommates and you would enjoy the party more if your best friend hadn’t left a while ago, vanishing into the crowd.

Around midnight, you couldn’t help but glance around to find him until you felt a warm hand settling on the small of your back.

“Je peux vous la voler un instant?” Levi asked his friends before taking you away.

He slipped his hand into yours and led you through the crowded dance floor, weaving his way out of the room. Feeling the warm skin of his palm against yours, the reassuring squeeze of his fingers, made your heart race faster and a delicious sensation spread through your body, as if you were floating in the air.

He stopped as he reached the hallway and turned to you, taking both of your hands in his and locking eyes with you. Something between worry and determination showed on his face and for a moment you couldn’t help but take in his handsome features, the sharp line of his jaw, the plumpness of his lips.

“I…I have, er…I have something to tell you,” he stammered. “Something, er. Something I want to tell you for a while now, but. You know, er…Shit...You know I'm bad with words, right?” He squeezed your hands on the last word.

You nodded, not sure if you wanted to hear what he was about to say. Your heart sank at the thought that he had realized what you felt for him and wanted to put your relationship to an end because of how disturbing all of this was. But, maybe because of the changes you had noticed in the way Levi looked at you, a teeny, tiny part of you, the one that allowed the butterflies to flutter in your chest, the one that allowed your skin to shiver under his touch, that part couldn’t help but hope.

The hubbub of the party starting the countdown suddenly turned into a blur when Levi leaned in, his face so close to yours that you felt his warm breath on your skin. Your heart pounded in your ears and you finally let the butterflies deliciously flutter in your chest. Leaning even closer, he whispered “je t’aime“ against your lips before kissing you softly.

Your first kiss.

Under the mistletoe.

Requested for my 300 followers event by Suki @suukee @sckerman 🩵

I hope you'll like it!

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A/N: Kissing under the mistletoe is a New Year’s Eve / New Year’s Day custom in France rather than a Christmas custom as in other countries // English is not my usual language

Proofreading @sixpennydame thank you so much my lovely Bestie <333

Translation

Mlle l’Emmerdeuse >>> Miss Annoyance

Hôtel particulier >>> Mansion

Je peux vous la voler un instant? >>> Can I borrow her from you for a sec?

Je t'aime >>> I love you

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Header: @youre-ackermine

Star divider: @saradika-graphics

Fireworks divider: @firefly-graphics

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You can find the event masterlist (in progress) HERE

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chrollohearttags · 8 months

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𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 • 𝟏𝟎𝐊 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

so I’ve been contemplating for a while what I’ve wanted to do for a milestone/collab and seeing as how this is my first time doing something like this, I hope I don’t screw it up! 😭 but I’m super excited. I’ve talked about it before on here but when I was on WattPad, I did a multiverse mafia AU and it was so much fun but I’ve wanted to revisit and do it justice this time. Also, y’all know I’m a sucker for anything crime/true crime related. I couldn’t decide on which one I wanted to do after the poll (and I wanted to give everybody what they wanted 😭). Sooo…I present to y’all, the 10K collab event, Tales of the Underbelly!

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𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖔: drugs, money, cars, glory….all the things synonymous with the fast lifestyle. A life that the average, everyday worker could only dream of. But underneath the surface of the glamour..lies a world filled with danger, adventure and deceit. In a country where several rival gangs fight to take the top spot as the head syndicate, they’ll do anything to achieve that power and they’ll get their success by any means. On the other side of the fence lies a legion of hard working individuals that’ll stop at no means to see these hardened criminals brought to justice. A task force comprised of the country’s highest ranking officers, hoping to take down the monsters responsible for ruining their cities. Not everything is black and white…bonds and partnerships like you’ve never seen will be formed to help either side see their dream to fruition. Which will you choose? The alliance formed on fast money and power or the brave crusaders fighting to restore order?

𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘:

• all participants must be 18+ due to the type of content that will be written about. It will contain violence, smut, drugs, sexual content, mentions of death/murder and anything synonymous with every crime show you’ve ever watched.

• this is a multiverse AU (emphasis on AU so I’d prefer non-canon events although including bits of the story/character personas is fine!) event but it is anime themed (obv). Fandoms included are AOT, JJK, Demon Slayer, Tokyo Revengers, One Piece, JJBA, HunterxHunter, Haikyuu, KNB, Bleach, etc. (these are just the fandoms I’ve written for but feel free to write for whoever you’d like!)

• there’s no deadline on this or set date because I can’t guarantee when I’ll be able to update myself but if you’d like to join, shoot me a DM or inbox me! Tell me your characters, the genre of the fic and if it’ll be a drabble or full fic, brief plot summary and I’ll add you to the collab list!

• to elaborate further, you’ll choose your character(s), fandom, plot and story style (ex: gang leader eren x informant reader who’s working for the cops but falls for him and has to choose where she wants to align, full fic, smut or detective!Gojo x reader who’s dating mafia leader!nanami and decides she wants to bring him down, smut/angst) obv these are just examples, you can do whatever you want!

• OC’s are welcome!!!! It can also be x reader as well! Get creative, have fun.

• do as many stories as you’d like! Multiple stories with the same characters are allowed.

• if you have any questions or need me to clear up anything (because I suck at explanations 😭) feel free to message me!

I’m super excited for this collab and can’t wait to see who enters! 🫶🏾 happy writing ✨

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arlerts-angel · 2 months

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☁️ 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 — a milestone event

thank you so much for 800 followers ?? 😭🤍 i cannot believe how much and how quickly my blog as grown! i am so grateful for everyone who has stuck around and for all my new friends 🥰 my dearest mutuals and followers, i hope you have a blast at my slumber party!

this event will be held for 24 hours from today, march 8th @ 5pm CST to tomorrow, march 9th @ 5pm CST! anons are on as always! 🤍

˗ˏˋ ꒰ add some of your fav songs to the playlist ! ꒱ ˎˊ˗

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐆𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐏 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 🤭

let's gush about our fictional crushes/others together! send in thirsts or headcanons (general or self-ship hc's) and i will expand on them! can be sfw or nsfw! we can talk about interests and hobbies in general, too!

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐌.𝐀.𝐒.𝐇. 🤍

send me a number 1-10, your fandom of choice (AOT, TR, or JJK), and let me predict your future with your fictional other!

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 🍾

choose a fandom (AOT, JJK, or TOKREV) and i'll spin a wheel for a random character and write you a drabble about kissing them during 'spin the bottle' at a party!

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒, 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘, 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 💋

for me: send in any three characters from AOT, JJK, or TOKREV and i'll give you my answer! for you: send me your fandom of choice and i'll give you three characters to pick from! anons are on so make sure to identify yourself with an emoji so answers don't get mixed up!

˗ˏˋ➤ 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊, 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘, 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 🔞

an alternative to the above game! must be 18+ to participate in this specific game.

#☁️ — mack's slumber party event #800 followers #milestone event #aot #tokrev #jjk

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 10 months

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Ash's 3K follower event!!

Welcome to Ash's 3K celebration ball! Choose a rose, a room, a date and a dessert from the menu💜

You walk into the ball, wearing a long, violet princess dress that makes your eyes stand out, capturing the beauty of your whole being. The roof is decorated with shiny stars, with glitters scattered over them. But there's something else that catches your attention, an inscription written in golder letters.

"There are ten roses hidden in this hall. Whoever finds one shall have her fantasy with her dream guy come true"

Only ten roses? You better hurry up.

After going through so much pain, you finally find a rose. It's color is [enter your chosen color].

Pink: Fluff

Violet: Smut

Orange: Crack/Humor

Green: Angst

Blue: Hurt/Comfort

Red: Dark Content

Suddenly, six rooms appear before you. They all have their title written in gold, on a violet colored door. Your eyes wander around, but your gaze falls on one of them; the one that you know you can find the right guy inside. As you gently twist the doornob open, you take a second look at the room title, [enter your chosen title].

"Bungou Stray Dogs"

"Jujutsu Kaisen"

"Blue Lock"

"Haikyuu!!"

"Attack On Titan"

"Demon Slayer"

It takes a while for your eyes to get used to the blinding lights. The room is filled with so many handsome men that for a second you forget who you're looking for, but you slightly shake your head to come back to your senses, then take a look at the guest list displayed on the wall to make sure that he's here, when suddenly a voice cooing from behind catches you off guard.

"Can I help you?"

It's him. He's here.

You're a little nervous when you turn around to face him, but when you do, you get so stunned that suddenly everything, even the ability to utter words faint from your mind. That gorgeous face and that hot body... looks breathtaking in that suit. You try so hard not to reach out and trace over his sharp jawline.

"Actually, you can. This is for you" You smile as you hand him the rose, which he takes after a brief second of hesitance. "Would you accompany me for the rest of the evening?"

He looks a little surprised by your action. No one's ever given him a rose that would make him feel... special, but you...? You've just met but he feels like he's known you for a life time.

"Sure, I'd love to"

Your face brightens by his approval, so you take his hand, pulling him toward the desert table. "Let's eat something first"

There are many sweets on the table and they all look delicious, but you can only take one. He looks around before staring at you questioningly.

"So, what do you wanna eat?"

You smile because you've already chosen your desert, pointing at the [insert your chosen desert].

Mousse cake: Vampire!AU

Tiramisu: High school!AU

Cheese cake: Royal!AU

Soufflé: Modern!AU

Milkshake: Domestic!AU

Blueberry pie: Their original!AU

Chocolate cake: Yandere!AU

"Let's have this"

10/10 Roses have been found.

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jujutsubaby · 2 months

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🤍 ENJOY A COFFEE BREAK WITH YOUR FAVS. what's your favorite thing to order at a cafe? based on your order and what cafe you go to, i'll write you a short and sweet meet cute with a character that matches the vibe of your order. i'll keep this even going for a couple days or until my inbox gets full. this event is sfw and open to everyone! thank you all for 100 followers, and enjoy a little treat on me. ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

🤍 GUIDELINES. it's super simple! first, choose a cafe from below (aka choose your fandom) and second, pick your order from the menu below. you can pick however many or little items you want - it's totally up to you! anon is allowed and you don't have to be a follower! (✿◠‿◠)

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🤍 CAFE HEAVEN & EARTH. you'll find characters from jujutsu kaisen frequenting this joint after missions and in between classes! throughout the heavens and the earth, this cafe alone is the honored one. ✨

🤍 MAISON ROSE. you can find characters from attack on titan lounging around here for brunch on weekends or in between survey corps drills. this artsy parisian cafe newly opened in paradis, modeled after it's sister location, maison maria, in marley. 🫖

🤍 POCHITA'S. characters from chainsaw man gather here for some quality squad bonding or early morning caffeine runs. a cute hole in the wall joint located conveniently a couple blocks from the public safety building. the floors are always a bit sticky, but that's how you know they have the best pastries in tokyo. 🥐

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SPOTTED — heir to braun enterprise reiner braun lip-locking with his childhood friend [y/n]. it's about time he finally admitted his feelings for innocent lil [y/n]. any update on when his fiance will be back in town?

— reiner braun x reader ( childhood friends to lovers, virgin!reader, they're like filthy rich in this, flashbacks in italics, cheater!reiner, infidelity, soft!reiner, mating press position, unrequited lovers, mentions of aftercare, reiner make you his toaster strudel lol, not my best work tbh but am proud that i finished it, mentions of anime crossover, minors dni ! )

— theme song: addicted to love, florence & the machine

XOXO, GOSSIP GIRL MASTERLIST.

YOUR WEIGHT SHIFTED FROM ONE FOOT TO ANOTHER AS YOU GLANCED AROUND THE DAZZLING HALL. The cream-colored decorations around the place caused your heart to flutter in your chest. It felt like you were in the most beautiful love dream ever. The sweet scent of vanilla and expensive champagne climbed up your nostrils as you were off in the corner waiting for someone to approach you to cure your boredom. Engagement parties were never your thing.

In the luxury lifestyle you lived, it was all about who would one-up each other for the best engagement gift. In this case, Berholdt won this round with a newly bought Tesla car for the soon-to-be-married couple. You on the other hand were bitter, so you came empty-handed with just your kind words and to eat off their expensive catering menu and even more expensive open bar. You just couldn’t believe your best friend was getting married.

Don’t get me wrong? You were happy for him. But it was supposed to be you. You were the one that was supposed to be sitting in the middle of the table as guests approached you to congratulate you and Reiner. Not her. But you knew you could only blame yourself. Deciding to go travel and do volunteer work fresh out of college. You still remembered the memory of telling Reiner the news as if it was yesterday. Similar to how you were feeling today, it broke Reiner’s heart but you were going to be happy. So who was he to interfere with that?

In the backseat of Reiner’s driver's car, you were leaned back in the back seat with your legs in Reiner’s lip. Your eyes scanning over the website your advisor sent to you earlier this morning. This was the perfect opportunity for you to venture out from your parents' grasp of dictating what they wanted you to do with your life. However, the thought of leaving Reiner caused your heart to crumble in your chest. He was your best friend. And possibly the love of your life.

“So, hypothetically thinking…” You started.

“Oh lord.” Reiner huffed as he glanced up from his cellphone to look at you. “What now?”

You playfully rolled your eyes at him before speaking once again, “I want to travel the world after graduating.” You said. “I want to help other people. Might as well use my riches for good other than Chanel bags and red bottoms.” You said with a shrug.

You could read Reiner’s expression, “Did Iwaizumi put this idea in your mind?”

“What? No.” You argued.

“You’ve spent the majority of undergrad talking about taking over your mother’s business. Now you just want to ditch that to travel.” He said.

“And help people. Travel and help people.” You corrected Reiner. “You know, how much I loved doing that no matter if it dealt with the campus or my mother’s business. Volunteer work has always been something huge for me. I expected you to be a little more supportive.”

Reiner’s face burnt in embarrassment. “I’m sorry.” He said. “I overreacted. It’s just we haven’t been apart in years. We’ve been raised together, been through thick and thin.” Reiner found himself explaining.

He fiddled with his fingers before speaking once again, “We‘ve never been apart Y/N.”

You removed your legs off his lap and hugged his side. The scent of Eden-Roc by Dior lingered up your nostrils as you hugged his side. You have always taken note that Reiner wore his heart on his sleeve. He wasn’t afraid to show emotion when it came to you. You’ve witnessed him cry. You witnessed him get angry. You’ve seen it all.

“It will only be a goodbye for now, not forever.” You said.

“Sure, but you have to promise you’ll call me every day,” Reiner said.

Here you were years later sipping on expensive champagne brooding away near the open bar. You were chatting it up with the bartender due to the majority of the people you’ve known at the party being too occupied to even say hello to you. Maybe you should just leave early, and come up with a lie. Tell Reiner that the oysters gave you a stomachache.

“If you’re thinking about using the ‘Reiner, I’m going home. I have a stomachache due to the oysters' excuse’ get it out your head right now.”

When you glanced up from the apple slice that was in your martini glass, there was your best friend. Reiner Braun. The big and beefy heir to his family company.

“Because I know you like an open book. You don’t love her.” You uttered as you leaned against the bar, your eyes darting from watching his fiance mingle with some guests to him.

“Things have changed. We’ve grown up, matured…” Reiner’s voice trails off as he brings his glass of scotch up to his lips. He takes a huge sip before he noticed Annie waving him off. “I should get back to being a good host.”

Before Reiner walked away, you grabbed at the sleeve of the button-down shirt he was wearing. You finished your glass before you’re grabbing a napkin and a pen. With a quickness, you’re scribbling down where you’re staying up until after the wedding. “If you’re having second thoughts and my gut is telling the truth, which I know it is.” You stopped briefly sliding the napkin over to him across the bar.

“Meet me where I’ll be staying until tomorrow. If you’re not having second thoughts, just trash the napkin and you won’t hear from me again.” You bluntly admitted before you stuffed the napkin in his dress pants and walked away.

When you stepped outside, you would wait for the valet person to bring your car around. Even with the thought of being the cause of Reiner and his fiance's downfall, you didn’t feel bad. You felt accomplished. It was better to do it now before the wedding. However, someone would most likely tell you that it would have been better to let him know that you liked him. You had the perfect opportunity. Well, actually there are plenty of opportunities. Of course, you chose the opportunity that could tarnish both of your images.

When your car pulled up, you tipped the driver and got into it. Your phone started ringing and you saw the familiar name flashing up on the Bluetooth screen in your car. “Iwaizumi, what do you want?” You playfully asked.

“Ah, just checking up on my friend after attending the possible love of her life engagement party,” Iwaizumi teased as you could hear the playful banter in his tone.

“Oh brother, here you go again. I’ve told you this when we went backpacking through fucking Spain to stop saying that.” You said.

“Why? It’s true.” Iwaizumi sighed. “At this point, it’s pointless though.”

“No, it’s not.” You said through gritted teeth. You found yourself gripping the steering wheel harshly at those words coming out of his mouth.

“I mean think about it, he’s getting married. The whole world is paying attention to their future wedding like they’re the fuckin’ royals.” Iwaizumi says. “I’m not trying to hurt your feelings Y/N.”It’s just he’s had countless times to express how he felt just as much as you. I just don’t want you to have to sit through a wedding that’s breaking your heart.”

Iwaizumi took notice of your silence. “What did you do?” He questioned.

“Nothing.”

“Liar!”

“I may have invited him to my hotel room to talk.”

Now it was Iwaizumi’s turn to be silent. “I—uh, I have to go. Talk to you another time.”

You couldn’t even get your farewells out before hearing the dial tone of the other end. The call ended abruptly and you were forced alone with your thoughts about the situation and the remaining ride to the hotel.

YOUR FINGERS TRACED ALONGSIDE THE FLUFFY WHITE ROBE as you were pressing the buttons on the tv remote. Your eyes were glued to the television as you were attempting to find something to watch. After the engagement party and the quite heated talk with Reiner, you were telling yourself that maybe you should just skip the wedding. Return to your nicely furnished villa in Barcelona where you tried new foods every day and did volunteer work. On the other hand, you wanted to fight for this. You wanted to fight for Reiner.

Yes, it was practically wrong considering that he was engaged. His engagement was also everywhere, you couldn’t particularly avoid it. However, you’ve known him since you were little. You used to bathe with him when you were little kids. You used to spend nights at his house. You laughed at each other posts on that silly Gossip Girl website. You wore his stupid little leatherman jacket when you were cold during one of his football games in high school. Tonight when you looked into his eyes, you didn’t see love or happiness. You saw dread.

You felt nervous though. What if he wouldn’t show? It’ll be too risky to be seen going into someone's hotel room while your fiance was sleeping away the expensive cocktails she drank throughout the day. But you were his best friend. He would do anything for you, right?

The knock on your hotel room door, caused you to jump. Before answering the door, you checked your phone and saw the countless messages and missed calls from Reiner. You didn’t bother to check them, not wanting to crush your soul of if those messages and his phone calls were just him apologizing for not coming over. Claiming that he did love this woman and the wedding was still going on. As Iwaizumi said, that would break your heart.

When you unlocked the door, Reiner was standing in the hall. His buttoned-up shirt buttons were undone showing the white-colored wifebeater. His hair was disheveled as if he ran his hands through it one too many times. He was a panting mess as if he had just been jogging.

“I took the stairs because the person in the elevator didn’t hold the doors.” He huffed as he looked at you.

You were completely lost with words. He showed up. Your mouth was gasped open in shock and the words Reiner was rambling on about were going into one ear and out the other, you could hear your best friend kiss his teeth in annoyance at you dazing out. He’s taking a step forward before his tall stature is hovering over you to place a kiss on your gasped lips. It took you by shock, the taste of the drinks he consumed now imprinted on your tongue as you backed up into the hotel room. The sound of the door forcing shut between you two could be heard as you could feel Reiner’s hands going inside the robe. You melted into his touch when you felt his callous hands rubbing at your bare cunt. Your body backed up slowly until you could feel the edge of a king-sized bed.

Your body fell back with a nudge by Reiner. Your eyes met with his as he was quickly stripping out the layers of clothes he was wearing. Bit by bit you were exposed to Reiner’s bare body. The closest you got to seeing Reiner naked was when you booked a spa day for the two of you after the dreadful season of him playing college football. But tonight, you were seeing it all. His cock sprung out of his boxers tapping at his toned abs. The tip of his cock was decorated with the white liquid of his precum. If you looked closely, you could even see the thick vein that imprinted the side of his shaft.

“Are you sure?” Reiner asked.

You could feel his hands reaching to caress your soft body. “I should be the one asking you that.” You uttered as you looked at him.

You only gain a hum before he’s pushing the white robe off your body. The faint chill that washed over your bare body when you were now fully vulnerable. In the bliss of the moment, you were forced to remember a conversation between you and Reiner when you were just sophomores in college.

You walked side by side down the long walkway after leaving the university’s cafe. Reiner always had this thing where he walked you back to your dorm no matter what. You could be staying late with org meetings, he’ll be waiting right outside the student center for you. You can have an evening class, he would wait for you. Sometimes he even would join your evening study group if that meant being able to make sure you made it to your dorms safely.

The walks across campus were always slow, the both of you enjoying each other company since college was getting busier. With him being on the football team and his rigorous business administration classes and then there’s you with your classes and being a part of SGA. For a split moment, you felt your friendship with him slipping through your fingertips bit by bit. But there he stood outside whatever academic building you were in to be sure you made it to your dorm room safely.

As you were walking, the two of you walked by a girl that you realized was on the cheer squad. You noticed that seductive and flirtatious tint in the woman’s eyes as she eye-fucked Reiner. However, her eyes then noticed you by his side and she added a little more pep into her step. You glanced over at Reiner noticing he was blushing and you only laughed. “Wow, I knew you were popular on campus. But not that popular.” You elbowed his side causing Reiner to rub at the back of his neck in embarrassment.

“I’ve only talked to her once or twice. I think she wants to have sex with me…” His voice trails off as the two of you were walking.

“There’s a but isn’t it?” You asked.

You understood that it was college. You let a bunch of young adults live on a huge campus with hardly any parental guidance hormones were going to be through the roof. Due to Reiner’s status on campus, you understood that women were going to be eyeing him constantly. Like any hormonal guy, you knew he would fall for the temptation. However, you were only the best friend. You couldn’t tell him much but to do it safely because his parents would kill him (and you because for some reason you’ll be guilty of not talking him out of it) for getting someone knocked up.

“She’s only pursuing me because she and Eren broke up,” Reiner shrugged. “Therefore, I kinda avoid her at all times. Just so I won’t be in the middle of it. ‘Cause if Eren found out… never mind.” He abruptly stopped shoving his hands into his jacket as he continued to walk.

You knew who Eren was. He also was on the football team and occasionally bugged you when you were doing volunteer work at the campus library. “He would do what Rei?” You questioned.

“He’ll most likely make advances at you,” Reiner quickly admitted as he stopped at the residence hall you resided in.

You let out a chuckle, “You won’t have to worry about that.” You adjusted your tote bag that was on your shoulder.

Reiner looked at you in a confused way. “You’re not understanding—“

You cut him off. “I’m still a virgin and I would never let Eren be my first.” You chuckled. “Iwaizumi that works at the student gym, probably. But Eren Yeager, please Rei. I’m a woman of standards.”

Now it was time for Reiner to chuckle, “Okay. Just stay clear of him. He isn’t shit.”

You shake your head with a laugh, “Goodbye Reiner.” You said as you tugged open the resident hall door.

The memory disappeared in your mind when you felt Reiner’s mouth latch upon your nipple. His tongue swirls around your nipple causing you to moan out his name. Your hands brought him closer to your body, wanting to feel every bit of him. Hips grinding sensually just to feel some form of fiction. “A bit eager? When was the last time someone made you feel good?” Reiner asked as he was leaving a trail of kisses in the middle of your chest.

You felt a heat rush go through your body. Your ears grew hot and sooner your cheeks felt like they were burning due to the embarrassment. “Rei, I’m still a virgin.” You mumbled holding back a soft whimper when you felt that he was back to decorating your smooth skin with kisses.

And now with your faces just inches apart basking in each other’s body warmth, Reiner gave you a bewildered look. As if he couldn’t believe the words that tumbled out of your mouth. However, you watched his face soften before he’s entrapping you into a passionate kiss that caused your body to cool down. He’s pulling apart completely flustered and his face as red as a cherry. “I’ll be gentle and take it slow.”

“Then do it already.” You uttered as your eyes met his and once again your body felt hot.

The moment that you were waiting for. Always telling yourself that you were going to lose your virginity to Reiner or your other guy friend Iwaizumi. Didn’t particularly expect it to be under these circumstances, but you were ready. You remembered during college how your different roommates would gossip about their sex lives and how you had this dilemma where you held onto your virginity so close. Although, for others, it was just a pointless social construct made to have some form of drift between genders. To some, they cherish the thought of being sure to do it with the right person. You hated yourself for being one of those people, especially considering the number of your friends who would tell you that they don’t even talk to the person they lost their virginity to anymore.

The intense feeling of Reiner pushing himself in you cause your body to tense up. He caressed your face forcing you to look at him. Tears tingled your eyelash lines as you looked at him and soon felt the pad of his thumb brush against your cheek, “Just relax. I got you.” He said.

His voice came out like a whisper. Delicate and caring. You exhaled sharply while bringing his body closer. Inch by inch, Reiner is pushing his cock furthermore inside you. Your legs shaking in anticipation with the more of Reiner you were taking. The intense feeling that felt on your lower half felt like you had done a leg workout in the gym. It felt like it was on fire, but soon that fierce feeling was replaced with a feeling of passion. “I’m going to go faster, would you like that?” Reiner questioned.

“Yes.” You stuttered out. “Please.” You begged as you looked up at him.

Reiner’s lips clashed against yours muffling any form of whimpers and moans. Legs hooked under his strong arms as his chest was pressed against yours in a lewd mating press position, Reiner’s hips drove forward. Your head fell back into the fluffiness of the pillow as Reiner’s pace only quicken. The only thing that could be heard was the pornographic sound of heated skin slapping against each other and breathy groans. Your fingernails dug into Reiner’s arms as you could feel his balls slapping at your wet folds with each thrust.

“Fuck,” Reiner uttered under his breath. You could feel the feeling of your legs hooked upon his arms intensify as he rocked forward some more.

Your moans were like music to Reiner’s ears. At this moment it felt like it was only you two in the world. That in this time, this was the both of you confessing your love for each other. That when this was over with, you finally were able to have that happily ever after. It wasn’t anything new that Reiner was having second thoughts about the wedding. With each passing day, the amount of guilt bubbled around in his stomach as he went to expensive dinners with his fiance and attended galas with her. The thought of kissing his fiance and wishing it was his best friend who decided to backpack around the world to help people. The thought of having sex with his fiance when he wanted it to be you moaning and whimpering out his name. He could worry about that later, but at this moment he wanted to make you feel good. Especially given the opportunity of being your first.

Minutes turned to over an hour as Reiner could feel his balls tighten. The fiery feeling of him about to cum and he could tell you were close to the edge also. The way sweat droplets decorated your forehead and your swollen lips from kissing and making out were gasped open. It was a beautiful sight to Reiner. His index and middle finger move in between your sweat-coated body before he’s rubbing at your clit. Your eyes lolled in the back of your head at that action. “Rei, I’m about to—” Your words were cut off at the burst of pleasure you felt in the pit of your stomach.

Your legs quivered under Reiner’s arms as he finally released them from being locked over his. His fingers rubbed at your clit, massaging it slowly and through your breathtaking orgasm.

Followed by your orgasm, it was Reiner next to come down from his high of being buried balls deep inside your cunt. Tugging himself out quickly before his cock begins to spritz out his cum right on your tummy. His weary groans were as beautiful as the sound of the waterfalls you’ve discovered when traveling. Gosh, you couldn’t get the sight of his face while he was cumming out of your head. His face was red as ever, but for some reason, it was his ears that were brightest and most notable.

When he was finally done, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the two of you panting.

“I’ll go run a bath for you and grab a towel. Just don’t—uh move.” Reiner says before he’s placing a quick peck on your forehead and going towards the bathroom.

You let out a sigh of relief as you were laying in the bed. Your legs and lower half aching for a luxury spa and warm bath. Your eyes drifted close once you felt the warm cloth on your stomach. Soon they were fluttering back open when you heard the buzzing of your phone. You grabbed your phone that was on the nightstand. When you saw a message from Iwaizumi with the link to the notorious Gossip Girl post, your eyebrows crinkled together in confusion. You haven’t been mentioned on Gossip Girl since you were in college. Hearing the water in the bathroom getting turned on, you assumed that Reiner was starting a bath. Now it was time for you to press the link.

SPOTTED — Rich Boy Rei makes his way into our favorite girl of the city Y/N hotel room. We thought people talk it out with their partners when they’re having cold feet, not get under another woman. But they do say, best friends are better together than never.

XOXO, Gossip Girl

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Congrats on 1.7k! If it’s okay, can I request Pieck and Angst 8 - Injury? Maybe perhaps a little bit of fluff 4 on the side? We all deserve some Pieck love in these trying times

oh. my. god. i love pieck so much. i miss aot thank god it's came back yesterday night & later this year. thank you so so much for requesting this 🫶

— love war

pieck finger (attack on titan) x gn!reader

genre: fluff

summary: angst prompt 8(injury) and fluff prompt 4(first kiss) from my 1,700 follower event

warnings: language, typical aot violence

the day marley declared war on paradis island was surely a day everyone would remember. with the way eren jeager rose from beneath the stage in his full titan glory, it was almost as if marley finally would understand how the "devils of paradis" felt when they attacked first. the chaos all erupted so fast hardly anyone had any time to react before eren began fighting the warhammer titan. believing on marely territory they would win the battle, but they only ended up getting beaten to a pulp by the scouts of paradis with no help whatsoever from anyone else. that meant using all the titans to fight against eren, including the girl you were in love with, the warrior that was pieck. and nothing could have prepared you for what was bound to happen.

"gabi! falco! stay close with me!" you yelled to the two kids, running around on the cement while looking around at all the fighting happening above and around you. "shit, shit, shit!" you cursed, continuing to run.

the two preteens ran behind you, gabi with a rifle in her hands and falco trying to keep his head straight instead of looking all around like you were. thankfully, you were also equipped with a rifle you stole off a body, running while hearing the screams of civilians as the three of you ran towards the fight instead of the opposite way where everyone else was going. your knuckles were turning white from how tightly you were gripping the gun in your hands as your hair began to stick to your forehead from sweat building up on your skin. you couldn't believe this was happening. the people of paradis had attached on marely territory, meaning they had no fear of them having more titans, more military, more strength.

"y/n! where are we even going?!" falco yelled over the commotion around you all.

"we have to help the warriors!" you yelled in response, turning the corner and seeing the fight from the little alleyway you three were at. "damn it," you cursed under your breath.

gabi and falco were staring at the fight with wide eyes, in shock when you heard screaming from above, making your head shoot up at the rooftop above you, seeing fire and your eyes widened quickly.

"pieck!" you exclaimed, seeing the woman's titan fall from the rooftop as falco and gabi followed your eyes and yelled after you.

you quickly ran up to the titan as captain magath found gabi and falco, checking on them first before cocking his own rifle and firing up at the scouts from above who tried shooting down at pieck. when the girl emerged from the nape of the titan, all of the color in your face drained upon seeing her.

"pieck! we have to get you out of here!" you told her, hooking your rifle over your shoulder and wrapping your arms around her waist to pull her up and out.

"you need..to run," pieck said to you, looking up as the others shot at the scouts on the roofs.

"we're not leaving you!" you exclaimed, pulling her out of the titan and tightly holding onto her, "you're gonna be alright, i swear."

"don't shoot! please!" you heard falco yell behind you, causing you to turn your head and see a scout come at you with some sort of long weapon in his hands.

covering pieck with your body, the steam from pulling her out released and the scout missed the shot, making you let out a sigh of relief before jumping down with pieck still in your arms. "falco! gabi! get in a building now!" you yelled at the two kids.

both quickly nodded, about to run into the building before seeing zeke collapse in front of them. all of your eyes went wide at seeing the beast titan fallen, catching a glimpse of a scout landing on him and tossing a grenade onto the nape of zeke's neck. "get inside!" you told the kids, making them quickly run into the nearest building and hide inside.

captain magath had followed you four, telling you to watch pieck while he stayed with the two kids. you laid pieck down on the wooden floor, seeing the blood which made you worry if she would heal fast enough, not realizing how evident it was on your face until she spoke.

"it's okay...i'll be fine," she told you quietly.

"i know, i know. i'm still going to worry, though," you responded, sitting down next to her, trying to ignore the fighting outside.

a light chuckle came from pieck, making you turn your head and look at her confused. "you worrying about me? that's new."

"i always worry about you," you mumbled under your breath, assuming she wouldn't hear.

suddenly, you felt her hand grab ahold of yours, making you look over at her confused again only to see her smiling.

"always? that's definitely new. but why?" pieck said, tilting her head to the side. "if i'm about to die i would rather know now than never."

now you looked at her with light shock. knowing you had just accidentally tossed yourself deeper into this hole, you bit down on your tongue before sighing, using your other hand to grab onto hers before answering. "because i love you. i have since we were kids and we were warrior candidates but when you got picked and i was sent to be in the marely army, i gave up. i figured there was no way a warrior would want to be with someone normal in the military. but, the reality is that i was never able to forget you. so i rose in the ranks as much as i could so i could be on the battlefield with you. even if i could easily get killed, just being in the same presence with you was enough for me." you explained, looking down at the ground to avoid eye contact with her.

when you finally looked at pieck after a few seconds of silence, you were surprised to see her suddenly sitting up beside you. her grip on your hands tightened slightly and she smiled at you.

"well, if i had known that a while ago then i'm sure you would've figured out i feel the same," pieck said to you with a small smile.

now you looked at the girl confused, not wanting to believe what you heard. "you wha-"

you were cut off of your sentence by pieck leaning in and pressing a soft kiss onto your lips, resulting in your eyes going wide whilst kissing back a split second after you realized what was happening. when the two of you pulled away, you smiled at her brightly and pieck chuckled, patting your shoulder.

"don't get too excited, now. we still might not survive this," she told you.

"yeah, but at least if i die, i would die happily," you replied with a smile, your hand still holding onto hers.

"so cheesy," pieck gently pushed you, "are you gonna be like that now?"

"oh for sure, i've been holding it in for too long," you laughed lightly.

"great."

suddenly, you two heard someone clear their throat, and when you both looked over you saw both gabi and falco staring at you two with wide eyes like they had just seen a ghost.

"what was THAT?!"

"i don't know!"

"y/n and pieck LIKE EACH OTHER?!"

"APPARENTLY!"

the kids went back and forth bickering with each other, making you sigh from annoyance before pieck gently squeezed your hand, and you looked back over at her.

"let them have their moment, it'll only get worse with the teasing later," she said to you, leaning her head on your shoulder.

"good point," you grumbled under your breath.

"hey, y/n?" pieck whispered quietly.

"hm?" you hummed back.

"do you think maybe that, we're the devils and not the people of paradis island?" she asked.

"honestly...yeah. we fucked up. this is our punishment now."

"yeah, i guess you're right. even if we're eldians." she sighed, closing her eyes.

"yeah, but as long as i got you i think we'll be okay."

"cheesy, again."

"you love me, though."

"...i do."

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marleysfinest · 7 months

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TIME FOR MAR'S THIRSTY 300

to celebrate this next milestone I am going to finally do a sexy smutty event!!! if u want a silly little drabble with you and your fav, all you have to do is:

choose a fave (I currently only write for aot & jjk)

tell me as much as you can/want about yourself (pronouns, name/pseud, appearance etc)

pick a prompt!

PROMPTS:

take it slow

do that again

show me

close your eyes

I need you

think you can handle it?

louder

don't stop

on your knees

make me

so that I can help tailor these to you especially, it would help if you also include:

what turns you on

what turns you off

this is purely so that I can make these drabbles as fun and exciting for you without accidentally upsetting anyone! there is no obligation to include this and any specifics will be handled discreetly!

nb: I reserve the right to refuse requests. I will not write about themes involving incest, abuse, self harm, petplay, ageplay, noncon, or drug use. please respect this.

I will be checking the blog of every request to make sure you are over 18.

dividers courtesy of @/rookthornesartistry and @/benkeibear

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soleilnomoon · 11 months

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could i also order a mocha latte with a chocolate (carmel) mousse with some poppy seeds! he/him ftm with eren pls💖

૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა ty for your patience, this was a lil labor of love. also i love a good fake dating trope!! and eren, i love him sfm (obvy but yk) 💗💗it's probably more angst than necessary but that's just how i live my life.

2.8k words, ftm reader (he/him pronouns), nsfw, 18+ mdni; hurt/comfort, angst~, smut obvy, some fluff if you squint real hard; modern au feat. fake dating/marriage of convenience, arranged marriage, eren living in denial bc that's what he does best, fingering, a lil bit of tlc on eren's part (shocker), mutual (unrequited) pining. reader is better than me bc i'd never have that much restraint but that's just bc i'm weak (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝); both of them need to get it together *washes hands* (if u see spelling/grammar mistakes, no u didn't (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝))

“i pray you do not fall in love with me, for i am falser than vows made in wine.” — william shakespeare

HORS D’OEUVRE

you remind yourself, for the twentieth time this week, that it’s simply business.

as your parents’ only child, it only made sense that they’d try to marry you off to the highest bidder — the business world is all about making meaningful connections, and you know that better than most. marriage was never something that you envisioned for yourself, but your parents rarely ever demanded anything from you, so the least you could do was adhere to their wishes.

and if you knew your husband-to-be would be this standoffish and hard to read, you might not have agreed — it’s a lie that you like to tell yourself, because it makes it easier to deal with his constant rejection. still, you did sign a contract — one he drafted outside of his parents’ prying eyes, one that he had you sign secretly; that you both agreed to one full year of marriage for appearances, that you refrain from interfering with one another’s private lives, and that you’d never fall in love.

you didn’t think much of it at the time, because there was no way in hell that you would fall in love with a man like eren jaeger. not when he looked at you like you were a nuisance that he was forced to deal with; not when he was so stiff and curt with you whenever you tried to drum up conversation; not when he barely sat for meals with you; and not when he refused to share a bedroom with you after you moved in together.

still, you hold your head up high, determined to see things through; the sooner this sham of a marriage was over, the better.

and eren was of the same mindset.

he argued with his parents until he was so fed up that he had to leave for a few days to calm down; an arranged marriage was always in his future, he just didn’t think it’d happen so soon. maybe it’s because his parents were tired of seeing him galivant with a different partner each week — maybe because the image of their company desperately needed a more family-oriented look (to draw in the masses, of course).

or maybe they wanted to punish him for being impulsive and hard-headed, for not wanting to take the path that was neatly laid out for him, and for simply rejecting the last twenty marriage candidates they presented to him over the past few years.

so, imagine their surprise when eren agreed to marry you — someone who kept to themselves, who didn’t cause trouble for their family, who seemingly looked obedient to the point that it made him sick. he figured the best way for him to live his life would be to use you as a cover up; you didn’t look like the type to complain, nor did you look particularly interested in getting married either.

it was the perfect solution to his problem, and it didn’t hurt that he found you attractive, too. not that he was going to tell you that just yet.

APPETIZER

despite how terrible his personality is, you can’t deny that your husband is handsome. you catch yourself staring at his profile while you wash dishes in the kitchen, eyes lingering on the shape of his jaw as you scrub the same plate over and over. he’s on the phone again, arguing with one of his friends — jean, maybe? — so you’re safe to admire him from afar, like you’ve always done. you try not to do it too openly because he tends to act smug when his ego is stroked, and you don’t have the capacity to deal with that just yet.

but also, more importantly, because you don’t ever want him to know that you’d give anything for him to come over and—

“i don’t care,” eren says loudly, his voice echoing from the adjacent hallway as he paces around. the noise startles you, so you turn to focus on the dishes before sneaking a glance at him again.

eren turns when he feels your eyes on him, and you don’t have a chance to look away fast enough. his eyes are a startling shade of green that matches his intense and audacious personality; you grip the wine glass in your hand a little too hard as he watches you. curiosity at your behavior makes him narrow his eyes and you assume he’s annoyed with you again. except, that’s not true at all.

he’s mostly annoyed with himself.

the marriage, in theory works just fine — he just did not consider the possibility of him developing feelings for you, not after being together for six months already. he finds every excuse to not touch you; barely looking your way in the mornings and evenings — the only time he even shows a modicum of interest is whenever you’re both whisked away to events that require both of you to be in attendance.

it’s out of duty that you comply, but you find it harder and harder as time goes on.

the first time eren kissed you was after you exchanged wedding vows — his lips were much softer than you thought they’d be, and while he’d only intended to give you a quick peck, he’d become entirely too immersed. you’d always found yourself disappointed with past partners because of the way they’d kissed, but eren truly made you feel like you would float for eternity. his hand was warm against the back of your neck, and you thought your heart would shoot out of your chest when his tongue brushed against your lips.

even though your lips parted immediately, eren remembered himself and refused to let himself get carried away. you were a little disappointed when he pulled away, but when you looked up at him you noticed the faint flush on his cheeks. you smiled to yourself, committing the sight to memory — which would become your anchor afterward — and genuinely enjoyed his presence throughout the rest of the evening.

where he was usually gruff and blasé, he’d suddenly become the perfect, loving groom. it unnerved and confused you; he was very adamant about keeping this as superficial as possible.

you wondered if it was part of the act? but if that was the case, why wouldn’t he mention before so you wouldn’t get so caught off guard. it made you skittish whenever his hand brushed against yours, whenever he offered you secret smiles and prolonged looks, and whenever he leaned down to whisper words of encouragement when it seemed like your anxiety over the whole affair was eating you alive.

it helped ground you but did nothing to stop your heart from beating rapidly when the realization set that you were married to him.

but by the time you got into the car to head back home, he sat as far away from you as possible, his posture stiff, expression unreadable. he’d gone from sociable and charming, to his usual petty self.

incredible.

“it’s just business,” he said out loud; you wanted to ask if those words were meant for you, or if they were meant for him. the question never leaves your mouth; you swallow back the rejection as best as you can, steel your features, stare out the window and remind yourself that falling in love with eren jaeger would be your downfall.

ENTRÉE / MAIN COURSE

after that, he makes it a point to only touch you out of necessity; he figures it’s the most logical and diplomatic solution to his problem. jean continues jabbering in his ear about nonsense, and he leans against the kitchen island, eyes tracing down the length of your neck and the slender shape of your shoulders. he really should take his conversation elsewhere, but he’s a masochist without meaning to be.

“uh huh,” he says noncommittally, a heat passing through him the moment you glance his way again — again, you’re doing that thing where you act as if you’ve been caught red-handed, like some doe-eyed deer in the middle of the night. and maybe you are, or maybe it’s all an act.

little does he know, you’re much too aware of his presence now, and your hand slips when you grab a plate and it shatters in the sink.

“damn it,” you say loudly and start to pick up the large pieces without thinking; you cut your hand and try to clean out the wound as best as you can. eren hangs up the phone in the middle of the conversation to make his way over to you; the scent of his cologne suffocates you in the best way, and when you turn and offer a small smile so you can rebuff his offer to help, you hesitate.

“let me see,” he demands, “don’t even think about arguing.” he casts you a sharp glass, one that tells you to behave, and for some reason, you find yourself wondering what would happen if you didn’t follow that command. but eren’s already grabbing onto your wrist and inspecting your palm carefully, long fingers gliding along your skin softly, making you a little dizzy. goosebumps prick your skin down your arms when he drags you to the bathroom so he can properly dress the wound.

you don’t know what to make of any of this; the questions pummel through your throat, bouncing around your mouth, desperate to escape. you never let them, though, and swallow them back with as much patience as you can muster.

“hop on the counter.” he lets go of your hand and rummages through the cabinet; surely, he’s joking, and you stand there stupidly, blinking at him, not moving an inch.

he grabs the first aid kit and narrows his eyes at you, the look he gives you is disarming and he steps close enough to place his hands on either side of you, gripping the counter tightly. “that wasn’t a request, you know.” your skin burns fiercely, and suddenly it’s hard to swallow; you do your best to hop on top of the counter in the minimal amount of space he allows you.

unfortunately for you, he does not let up. eren takes his time cleaning the wound properly before applying some ointment and wrapping it. he holds your hand much more delicately than you’re used to. you watch him, wide-eyed, breathing unevenly as you contemplate how to proceed with this man. for all the bullshit he puts you through, you know he’s lying to himself about his feelings towards you.

especially when he keeps looking at you tenderly, but also with slight annoyance — like he can’t figure out what to do with you yet. on impulse, he leans forward, lips brushing against yours and he knows that if he kisses you, there’s no turning back. you don’t make it any easier for him when you allow him to stand in between your legs, his hands gripping your hips and causing our mind to go blank.

you let out a soft noise, one that nearly incapacitates him; his cock strains at the front of his pants, making everything that much more difficult to deal with.

he knows he should leave, but he can’t — not yet, anyway. it’s eren who grabs the back of your neck and holds you steady as he kisses you, mouth moving against yours agonizingly slow, tongue gliding into your mouth with familiarity. the kiss leaves you both breathless, but it doesn’t stop him from kissing you again, nor does it stop you from helping him unzip and tug his pants and underwear down. his cock is smooth and heavy when you stroke it with your uninjured hand; the kisses transform into something feverish and frenetic, your skin warming significantly when you feel his hips jerk forward the faster your hand moves.

pre-cum slides down his tip, a welcomed sight in your book. you smile against his lips when his patience wears thin — he tugs on your clothes to strip you bare, and you do the same for him. you wrap our legs around him, hold him close to kiss him one more time — mind a muddled mess the moment his fingers enter you, scissoring around, pumping in and out lazily. you moan against his lips, hips rolling forward as your nails drag along his skin.

after plucking his fingers out of you, he rubs the head of his cock against your needy entrance, a shiver crawling through you at the sensation. you whine and fuss, telling him to hurry up.

he tsks quietly and shoots you a mischievous look, one that makes you nervous in a good way. there’s nothing soft or gentle about the way eren fucks you; but every time he does, it becomes much more intimate in its own way. you both knock things off of the counter, his cock sliding in and out of you, lips dragging along your throat, littering your skin with kisses and bite marks.

you clench around him desperately and he angles his hips to power into you faster and deeper. you moan his name so loud it only makes him want to fuck you harder; so he does. he’s not sure if it’s his heart or yours — or maybe both? — that beats loud enough to make him wonder if any of this is real. you’d say yes, if he ever had the courage to ask — but, as usual, his cowardice somehow wins out.

still, you can’t really complain; not when he keeps whispering in your ear, giving you the sort of praise that makes your toes curl. when you wrap your legs around him, hold him closer to you, he gives you short, brutal strokes, hips knocking into yours roughly.

it’s then that you really scream for him, and his lips find yours again as a lightheaded feeling takes over your entire body. you both cum simultaneously, a feat that surprises him; he rolls his hips lazily, cock sliding in and out of you for a little while longer until you both can’t take it. he doesn’t pull out right away and allows you to rest your forehead against his chest; a faint sheen of sweat coats your skin, but he holds onto you anyway.

when you place a soft, chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth, he realizes he’s in too deep. he pulls away suddenly and is already putting up his walls again.

with great difficulty, you climb down and reach for him, but he evades your touch and grabs his clothes so he can put them back on.

DESSERT

panic settles in your chest, the sinking realization that he’s going to run away from you again makes you clean up quickly so you can follow after him. he knows you won’t let this go, so he decides to cut to the chase. eren faces you and with a stern, severe expression, he says, “i can’t do this right now.” and he really can’t — or, rather, doesn’t want to.

to him, that’s the end of the discussion, but you’re so damn persistent — something that both was admirable and obnoxious to him — and stop him again.

“no,” you say firmly, which surprises him, “yes the fuck you can. we’re doing this right damn now.” you leave very little room for argument, so he relents; maybe if he lets you talk at him for a bit, you’ll drop this.

“what is it?”

your bravado slips but you still hold strong. “eren, we can’t keep…,” you trail off, lips pursed as you try to find the best way to say this, “i mean you can’t keep stringing me along like that.” you had feelings and a fragile heart, one that you willingly give to him over and over. his teeth sink into his bottom lip as he mulls over your words. “what are you so afraid of?”

he almost blurts out the truth, but instead balls his hands into fists at his side and attempts nonchalance again.

you won’t let up, though and poke at his chest with your finger. “i never pegged you for a coward,” you say harshly, which gives him pause. “i’m not going to have a half-assed relationship with you, i deserve more than that.”

he doesn’t speak for a long moment, the silence choking you, making you want to hide under your covers for the rest of the day; but then the strangest thing happens. resigned and wholly captivated by you, eren sighs and pulls you close to him. it’s an embrace that makes you question his motives, but his lips ghost along the curve of your ear and you can feel your heart pummeling against your rib cage. you will it to keep quiet, but it never slows. despite trying your best to remain calm and patient, you wish eren would hurry up and give you his answer, and before you can pester him about it again, his arms wrap around you and he whispers, “okay.”

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humanitys-strongest-bamf · 5 months

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hi, can i request a post-war drabble wherein levi's son shyly asks his dad if he could help him get an undercut too? 🥺 he looks up to his dad a lot so he wanna be like him 🥺

y'know i hope that fact that these are starting to turn into oneshots can make up for the fact that it's taking a minute for me to pump these out 🥹

A Clean Cut | 2K Follower Event | Post-War Dadvi Oneshot

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Some families went out on weekends. Others would have movie nights or travel.

Yours just ended up cleaning the house. It needed to happen. With how fussy Levi could get about the state of the house and how quickly it gets chaotic due to the fact that you had an adolescent running around the house with his friends constantly, cleaning was a multi-weekly thing.

You were currently mopping the kitchen while Levi sat on the couch folding the laundry. It was something he could do while sitting on the couch. Plus, he could easily get your son involved in helping. Levi folded the laundry into stacks, and your son would go place the folded stacks into their appropriate locations.

You glanced up as you saw your son dutifully getting up every now and then with a freshly folded stack of laundry before disappearing into one of the bedrooms to organize the fabric into the drawers. He had the same jet black hair as Levi, and given the fact that he was almost as tall as Levi now, you would occasionally find yourself confusing the two when they popped up at the edge of your field of vision.

He looked up to Levi a lot, fascinated by the fact that his dad was a core soldier in the War. You were able to tell that he was always trying to model himself after him, picking up similar cleaning and eating habits, and even subtly modeling his outfits after his. It was cute, although Levi was more oblivious to it than you were.

Levi glanced up at him, noticing that he had fallen quiet and had just been staring at him for the past 5-10 minutes.

"What?" Levi asked with a raised eyebrow. "If you're impatient for another stack, go help your mother with sweeping or start wiping the dust off the tables."

"The tables are clean."

"If I find a single speck, I'm making you do the whole house all over again."

It was hard to tell if Levi was being serious or joking.

"Dad...can I ask you something?" he asked timidly.

"Yes, I will actually check the surfaces and will make you do it again."

Your son rapidly shook his head. "It's not that! It's..."

"It's what?"

"...can you help me cut my hair?" His voice was getting quieter each time he spoke.

"What's wrong with your hair now?"

Levi was able to vaguely notice that he was hunched over and avoiding eye contact, as if he was embarrassed about something. It was endearingly similar to the way that you reacted when you were wanting to ask him about something, but were too embarrassed to do it right off the bat.

"Spit it out already."

Levi leaned forward a bit as your son began to speak, but it was barely audible.

"What?" An annoyed tone was already creeping into Levi's voice in response to your teenage son mumbling incoherently.

"...was wanting an undercut like yours," he finally forced out, looking off to the side, with color rising up to his cheeks as he stuck his bottom lip out in a pout.

Out of all the reasons that Levi could think of as to why your son would suddenly want a haircut when it looked perfectly fine, this was not one of them. His face immediately went from an unamused and slightly annoyed expression to a softer, reassuring one as his lips slightly upturned into a small smile.

Levi moved his bad knee up and down a few times, noting that his leg wasn't hurting too badly. It'd probably do him some good to take a break anyway.

"C'mon," Levi gestured for your son to follow as he began pushing himself off the couch. "I'll style it in the tub for you so your mother doesn't start throwing a fuss over the fact that she just swept."

"Oh shit, I forgot!" your son blurted out, covering his mouth once he realized he cursed out loud.

Levi slightly glanced at him for the verbal transgression, but otherwise didn't really care.

"Don't let her hear that."

"Mom says the same about you!" he protested.

Levi's eyebrows furrowed into a frown. "Says what about me?"

"Nothing!" your son exclaimed, which only earned him an overly suspicious look from his father.

After helping Levi step into the tub, he took a seat at the edge, with Levi sitting down on the stool that had been placed into the tub so that he wouldn't have to be on his knees as he trimmed your child's hair.

"Dad," your son eventually spoke up after a few minutes of silence as Levi got to work, "can I ask you something?"

"Hmm?"

"What was living in the Walls like?" he asked curiously. "When the Titans were alive? What was it like?"

Levi was quiet for a while as he tried to formulate his thoughts. The war against the Titans was certainly not one that one would want to remember or willingly bring up, but many of his comrades had fought next to him. No matter how you put it, the time before the Rumbling was a significant one that he didn't want to forget.

"...complicated," he eventually said. "We were doing a lot more than cleaning the house even on simple days."

He paused as he continued styling his hair.

"Maybe we'll take you to visit again once you're done with school this year."

After a few more minutes of quiet snips of the scissors against your son's jet black locks, Levi sighed and put the scissors down.

"All done," he announced. "Go take a look. Don't come crying to me about having to shave your head if you don't like it."

Levi watched as your son got up to run to the bathroom mirror in a mix of anxiety and excitement after Levi made his comment, his face lighting up once he saw his reflection.

If you were struggling with not getting them confused before, you were definitely going to struggle with it now.

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