#Armin alert scenarios

[sighingsiren-tales]

Armin

He really was just coming to see if you were okay; He had heard an odd sound from your room and it worried him the longer he sat there, anxious about what the sound could’ve been.

You were drunk, that much was true and this was confirmed by the way Levi dragged you in, throwing you on the bed, telling Armin to watch his she-brat better.

Slowly, Armin made his way up from his bed heading to your room door which was only a few doors down.

The door was cracked and the bit of light that shone came from the salt lamp perched on the desk in the corner. The room was bathed in warm, golden pinkish hues and, amidst the low light, there you were. Spread out on the bed, your curls a mess as your back arches ever so slightly. Your legs widen, sighs fall from your lips. Armin gazes for a moment, then two, before he realizes he’s stunned into silence. His pants became uncomfortably tight, his cock straining against the material as all the blood in his brain rushed south.

“Ah”.

His stomach drops; He almost thought he was going to hear his name come from your lips. His fingers dance over his buttons and zipper undoing them as he leans in closer to the doorway. The way your body arches off the bed, the way your moans vibrate from your throat; Fuck, he was getting dizzy.

Suddenly your hand goes under your pillow, pulling out something small and purple. Immediately, Armin realizes what that is and ,more importantly, what he would like you to do with it.

The second the vibrator meets your clit, your moans go high pitched. Whines and cries that Armin forces his mind to remember. The cries fall from your lips easily and Armin is stroking himself before he knows it.

“Armin”.

His name; You said his name. The way his body reacts is akin to lightning.

“Arminn” You draw out his name and stutter as you meet your high.

It’s at that moment, he places a foot wrong and the floorboard beneath him creaks.

You prop yourself up, barely feeling the need to stop but slowing your movements. Your glazed over eyes, low and hazy, brighten when they see him.

Your fingers falter for a moment and Armin surprises himself by saying “No, don’t stop”.

It’s soft but deep, slow and sensual.

That lights a fire in your tummy and you keep going. Blue eyes, bright as the ocean, fixated on you as he comes closer. Your legs widen once more and just as they do, he places his hand on your thigh.

“Keep them open” He mumbles, staring directly at you as he leans down.

His nose nuzzles the inside of your thigh; He takes the vibrator from you with ease and brings your fingers up to grip his hair.

His eyes twinkle mischievously.

“Show me what you like, pretty girl”.

His tongue is soft and hesitant, his lips soft and warm as he kisses your lips again and again.

He groans every time he kisses you, again and again and again. You can feel your bed rock and you just know he’s rutting into bed. You pull his lips closer to you by his hair and he responds by tucking his arms underneath your thighs and yanking you forward so he could feel all of you.

He mumbles against your wetness and you almost miss the words he struggles to get out.

“Oh god, you taste so good”.

You grip onto his locs, and the growl that leaves his lips doesn’t even sound like it’s from him. So unrestrained and primal; You grip his locs again and yank him up so he can meet your gaze.

You can see his outline straining against his unbuttoned pants. Time stops as you decide if you’re going to make your wet dreams come true; Armin stares at you in a way he’s never had before.

You love holding his attention; He’s focused solely on you and that’s how you want it.

You can read hesitancy in his gaze and, with a flash of insight, you can tell your decision has been made.

You grip his collar and pull him to you, desperate to taste yourself on his lips. The moan that leaves his throat is so soft and low, it spurs you on to think you could pull such noises out of Armin. Your hands go from his face to his pants, shoving his pants down his legs and welcoming him with your thighs around his hips. You grip his length, rubbing it back and forth against your folds.

“Stop toying with me”

A soft kiss to his neck.

“No”

He huffs.

The second you let the head slip in, Armin's hips thrust forward. The whine that leaves your throat and his has you tightening your legs around his waist but his hips don’t stop.

His hands take one of your legs from his waist, kissing the skin of your calf as he hold eye contact with you; Blue was such a hypnotic color. He gently places your leg on his shoulder, gripping the skin of your calf as his hips meet yours again and again.

“You wanted this to happen, didn’t you?”

You smile, winding your arms around his neck and whispering “Guilty” in his ear.

#armin x you #armin alert #attack on titan drabble #attack on titan smut #armin smut #armin drabble #armin scenario #armin snk

[melishade]

So you know how in RiD the Primes send Optimus back to Earth to fight The Fallen? I think it would be funny if Optimus was just going about his day on Paradis and then just popped out of existence for like a week and everyone was freaking out about it. And then he just reappears, dusts himself off, and tells the very concerned Survey Corps “sorry about that, I had to go kill a demigod with my son.”

And the Scouts are very confused because one, “what do you mean you have a son?” And two, “sorry, you killed a WHAT?”

And Megatron’s just in the background like “was he cool?” Because y’know, he named himself after that guy!

RID2015 may be non-canon in AOP but this would be so hilarious in hindsight. Because Micronus can astral project in real time. He used Grimlock to astral project his head to tell Optimus ‘oh we need to take the powers we gave you back since Megatronus is dead.’

So just imagine Optimus and Eren are training one day and all the humans panic when they see Micronus’ head directly on Eren’s chest. All the humans aim their weapons and Levi full blown attacks but Micronus locks him in a sphere of energy in response. He then turns to Optimus, tells the Prime that his presence is needed and locks him in a sphere before teleporting him somewhere else. Micronus disappears, dropping Levi in the process and the Ackerman face plants on the ground. There’s silence before everyone starts freaking the fuck out!

Meanwhile, Megatron returns to the island from his surveillance in Marley and everyone is swarming him and telling him what happened. Megatron thinks they’ve all lost it until he heard that Optimus was locked in a sphere and taken somewhere. Megatron has to ask just how small that head on Eren’s chest was.

Hanji: Why the fuck should that matter?!

Megatron annoyed: It does matter! Just answer the question!

Armin is the one who makes the estimated guess and Megatron is defeated. He explains that it was Micronus Prime that just took him. And everyone is floored! Another Prime?! And with that kind of power?! Why didn’t he say anything?!

Megatron: Look the Primes are elusive and demanding. If they took Optimus, it probably means that there’s some universal threat coming soon.

Eren: So what the hell are we supposed to do?! Just wait?! Are they even going to give him back?!

Megatron gives an expression of doubt. Because Optimus has cheated death quite a few times, but if the Primes want something there’s probably no room for their minds to be swayed. Their only options are to wait for Optimus to come back or to proceed without him.

Everyone ends up working double time and making contingencies for the worst case scenario. But a month later, Optimus is dropped off by the orphanage without warning scaring all the kids.

The Survey Corps are alerted and immediately swarm Optimus, grateful he is alive and demand to know what the hell happened. Optimus explained that another Prime, Megatronus Prime, aka the Fallen, always breaking out of his prison and he needed to help eliminate him with the help of the other Primes and Bumblebee, who’s on Earth. Optimus only agreed to do it if he was brought back, and they complied. However the Primes refused to help Optimus and Paradis, despite his insistence that they do. So Optimus tells Bumblebee as much as he knew about their world before the Primes brought him back here. And they also took all of his upgrades while he was at it.

Levi:…the Primes are dicks.

Optimus: Levi!

Levi: Look me in the eye and tell me I’m wrong.

And yes, Megatron would ask what the Fallen is like. Leading to probing from the Survey Corps.

Hanji to Megatron: You named yourself after someone titled ‘The Fallen’?

Megatron: I don’t need explain my reasoning to you!

Levi: You became evil, just like that guy.

It’s some dramatic irony if they ever saw it.

Six months later, Bumblebee and his team manage to get a space bridge to Paradis and Bumblebee tackles Optimus into a hug.

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[magnificentpatrolstudent]

Fairytales au? Like aot boys with y/n as snow white or sleeping beauty or whatever and they're the princes

Hiii 😄 Okay,  I did this headcanon style. Also, I used my creative license and took it upon myself to give these scenarios the following context: y/n is rapunzel and she can only see her lover when Mother Gothel leaves the tower to get food and other necessities. As soon as Mother leaves, Rapunzel sends a messenger bird to alert her love so they can spend time together, though fleeting and risky.

The aot boys as y/n’s prince 🤴👸

Eren

-tells y/n stories about the world beyond the tower like that one time he almost got arrested for punching someone at a bar oops

-shows y/n pretty rocks/shells/pressed flowers but he’s gotta take them back with him so Mother doesn’t see them and get sus

-is collecting evidence of Mother Gothel’s inhumane treatment so that he put her in prison and set you free and if that doesn’t work out his plan B is to kill her :/

Armin 

-brings y/n books that he reads aloud to you 

-tells y/n about the world and sketches pictures that he shows you

-says he can borrow his grandpa’s horse so he can come with two horses and you two can literally ride off into the sunset, away from your walled-off world

Jean

-brings freshly baked bread and treats to share together

-brings newspapers to keep you up to date about everything

-tells y/n about the house he’s building far away and that when it's done you’ll both go there and you’ll never have to be cooped up again

Connie 

-brings along small creatures like frogs and grasshoppers in a jar 

-tries to bring the outside world to you like different flowers and books

-you say you wish you could live with him far away and he begins to think about how he can get you out of there

Levi

-brings different tea leaves every time to try with you

-collects currency from different parts of the world and as you look at them he tells you about each place

-is secretly planning to kill Mother Gothel and help you escape 😗

I hope this didn't suck!

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[kpopgirl1234bl]

Armin Alert imagine

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[biggest-stupidhead]

Hi! I love your Levi imagines, and I saw that your requests were open, so here goes: Can you write a Levi x female!reader story where his s/o is pregnant and goes into labor when Hange is off on a research expedition, so Levi has to deliver the baby with only his squad for assistance? Bonus points if someone on Levi Squad faints in the process!

Heyyyy anon, this idea is so precious and I will definitely do a lil imagine for this scenario! <3

Summary: You go into labor without your designated delivery nurse. 

Word Count: 1.9K

Warnings: childbirth, nothing too graphic. 

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In the early months of your pregnancy, you and Levi had both been ecstatic. But once the last two or so months had creeped up on you, the two of you began to get anxious. Hange had originally agreed to deliver the baby, seeing that she was the only person that Levi trusted to go near you besides himself. You felt ready to pop as you sat out in the courtyard with Mikasa, she was watching you like a hawk, grey eyes alert and tracking every muscle twitch. It had been strange, as soon as you began to suspect that you were pregnant, Mikasa had began clinging to you. It was as if she sensed the change, eventually you gave up on trying to figure out how she had known, and chalked it up to her Ackerman DNA. 

Eren and Jean were running around, Connie desperately trying to keep up with them as they passed a deflated ball back and forth, obviously keeping it out of Connie’s grasp. You smiled fondly as Sasha leapt into the air and snatched the ancient ball from them, passing it to Connie, who ran in the opposite direction. Armin and Annie were laying on a blanket looking up at the sky, Annie’s hand was pointing at a cloud, you could see her lips moving, followed by Armin’s soft laugh. 

You hadn’t wanted kids. Not really, that hole had been filled by these fools, but once you all had overcome the issues in Marley, those feelings began to ebb away. Especially once you and Levi began seeing each other. He had been reluctant, but Hange had stayed consistent in pushing him to pursue you. Low and behold two years later, you were married with a bundle of joy on the way. You had felt nauseous all morning, crampy, and sore in your lower abdomen. It wasn’t until the afternoon, about two hours prior that you had felt the first contraction. They were closer now and you weren’t really able to hide them anymore. So Mikasa noticed when you flinched for the second time in twenty minutes. She turned and placed a firm hand to your shoulder. 

“What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?” She asked, those coal grey eyes scanning your face for an answer. 

“I...have been having contractions.” You admitted guiltily as you rubbed your swollen stomach to ease yourself. 

“Uh oh...” Mikasa’s expression dropped, skin paling as the realization struck her. Hange had left only days prior, for an important meeting alongside Erwin and the other high up military personnel. 

“It’s fine, I’m fine. It isn’t quite time yet, just maybe help me get back inside?” You were beginning to sweat as the contractions began to become more intense. She nodded and helped you to your feet, the others all noticed the movement and followed like little ducks. You only managed to stumble into the parlor and fall onto one of the sofas there, the teens all towering over you. 

“What do you need?” Annie was standing at your side, the back of her hand pressed to your forehead. 

“I’ll go get Levi!” Jean offered before taking off and up the stairs, sprinting up them two at a time. 

“I’ll go get snacks!” Sasha sprinted towards the kitchen, Connie chasing after her. Armin was standing frozen as he watched Mikasa and Annie both take your hands. Eren was just as bad as Armin, those jade green eyes wide and focused on the space between your legs. 

“Uhhhh (Y/n)....I think that-” Eren’s face was beet red as he stumbled over his words. 

“Your water broke!” Armin informed you as you tried to meet their eyes over your stomach. 

“No, I could have sworn that my contractions were-” 

“What in god’s name is-” Levi froze, Jean panting alongside him as they all stared at the fluid dripping down your legs, soiling the couch and your cotton dress. 

“(Y/n)...” Levi’s face was pale and his eyes were wide as he rushed to close the space between you. You eagerly gripped his hand as another contraction he let out a shaky breath along with you as the contraction ended. 

“What are we supposed to do?” Eren said numbly as he stared at Mikasa who was propping your up. 

“We...need to get her a better bed or, something.” Mikasa spoke slowly, Annie nodded in agreement, her icy eyes scanning the room. 

“Move those chairs, then go get a mattress from one of the rooms down the hall.” Annie ordered, Eren and Armin darted off to complete the mattress task, while Jean began shoving the chairs out of the way. Connie and Sasha returned, with rags and towels along with an apple shoved in Sasha’s mouth. In mere minutes the room had been transformed into a makeshift delivery room, basins of clean water and mountains of towels. Mikasa and Levi helped you down onto the stripped mattress, Mikasa settled behind you, allowing you to recline back into her. You were shocked by how calming it was to just feel her heartbeat. Levi started by your side, his hand gripping yours. That was until Annie cleared her throat and looked down at your knees. 

“Someone...needs to check...” Annie trailed off as everyone shared uneasy glances. Connie shook his head violently, Jean looked green along the gills, Sasha crunched on the apple. Armin swallowed loudly. 

“I can...coach someone but I don’t think that I’m comfortable actually...” He flushed as he spoke and you let out a low groan. 

“Look I don’t give a shit who does it, but someone needs to see how dilated I am.” Your breathing was deep and somewhat controlled as the room once more fell silent. 

“I’ll do it.” Levi said finally as he placed a kiss to your knuckles before shuffling to the end of the mattress. Armin joined Levi, but his eyes were glued to the ceiling. 

“O-Okay you need to take your fingers and line them up at the erm...you know.” Armin’s cheeks were so red. Annie huffed, unamused as she joined them at the foot of the mattress. 

“Sit down, you’re making me nervous.” You said breathily to Jean, Eren, and Connie who all quickly came to rest on the floor near your head. You grimaced at the feeling of Levi’s fingers against you. 

“Uh...what am I looking for?” Levi’s voice was unusually high as he clutched your calf nervously. 

“Four fingers!” You groaned, leaning back into Mikasa as you felt yet another contraction. 

“That’s two in five minutes, it’s nearly time.” Armin informed, eyes still on the stone ceiling. 

“Four? Then...it is time.” Levi said breathlessly as he lifted his head to meet your eyes. 

“Great okay, start your breathing like Hange taught you (Y/n).” Mikasa spoke surprisingly calmly as she rubbed your shoulders. You began to pant, shutting your eyes tightly as the lower half of your body felt like it was being torn in two. You let out another moan, you vaguely noticed that Connie and Sasha had both gotten up and were rummaging through the bookshelf. 

“-It says in this book that...the baby’s tail should fall off in no more than three days?” 

“Are baby’s born with tails?”

“No...at least my siblings weren’t..” 

You let out a bark of laughter at the pair as they debated the contents of the book. 

“Shut the fuck up you two and get those towels ready.” Eren ordered, his face pale and voice high with panic. 

“Yeah what he said.” Jean agreed, his hand covering his eyes as he held your free hand tightly. 

“Okay but this book says-” 

“For the love of god just-” Eren made it half way through his sentence before you let out a low groan as you pushed for the first time. Armin nodded in approval, Annie as holding your dress up as Levi narrowed his eyes in concentration. 

“That’s it, take your time.” Annie encouraged as she reached into her boot for her dagger. You felt your baby slide down, and into the birth canal. 

“I...can see the head!” Levi announced as he held his hands out for the baby as you prepared for another good push. 

“Good, only a few more (Y/n)!” Armin assured you as he blindly reached out and braced himself on Levi’s shoulder. You moaned, throwing your head back into Mikasa’s shoulder as Eren dabbed your neck with a damp towel. 

“So close, you can do it.” Mikasa encouraged as you let out a choked sob, your pelvis felt as if it was about to rip in half as you felt the head crowning. 

“Okay Levi, you need to guide the head out, twist so that the shoulders can come out.” Annie informed calmly as she watched Levi gently rotate the baby’s head, allowing the baby to slip free. He let out a shaky gasp as he held the newborn in his hands while Annie sliced the umbilical cord. Armin finally looked as Connie wrapped the baby in a fresh towel. 

“I’ll clean-” He pushed the towel aside and beamed at you and Levi. 

“-her. I’ll clean her up.” He said as he and Sasha rushed to the nearest basin to wash the baby. Mikasa rubbed your arms as Armin began guiding Levi on the steps to delivering the placenta. 

No more than five minutes later, you had your baby girl against your chest. Her head was amazingly full of black silky hair. Her eyes were shut, but you had a feeling that when they opened that they would be a charcoal grey. Levi shuffled up next to you, pressing a kiss you your temple, his lip trembling as he looked down at your daughter. 

“You did it.” You said breathlessly as you smiled up at Levi. 

“No...you did it.” He said as he gently placed his hand over your daughter’s back, which was rising and falling steadily. Mikasa shifted as she tried to worm away from you, Levi gladly taking her place. 

“What will you call her?” Eren asked as he wrapped an arm over Mikasa’s shoulders. You swallowed thickly and looked back up at Levi who was still busy staring at your baby. 

“Kuchel.” You said without hesitation, Levi seemed startled when he heard the name, and then his eyebrows furrowed as he fought to keep his face free of emotion. 

“Yeah, that’s-” His voice cracked and he buried his face in the crook of your neck. 

“-that’s perfect.” he finished his sentence and the kids all mumbled their agreements as they watched you push your dress aside to feed your baby, who was cooing and gripping at the seams of your dress. 

“Kuchel.” You hummed as Levi stroked her back, her eyes cracked open for the first time, and you choked back a sob at the sight. 

Her eyes were not grey, but a familiar (e/c), she had your eyes. 

“Oh-” Jean choked back his own sob, biting his knuckles as he turned on his heel and buried his own face in Sasha’s shoulder as he cried. 

“Jeanboy” Connie said teasingly, despite the thick emotion in his own voice. 

“Let’s get out of here everybody.” Annie advised as she watched Levi thread his finger through his daughter’s as she began to suckle on your breast. 

“Congratulations.” they all murmured as they took their leave. You relaxed back into Levi, finally able to be alone for the first time with your little family. 

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Lol I loved this, I used to want to be a labor and delivery nurse. But that was before I realized that Chem is NOT my friend. Anyway, sorry I couldn’t squeeze in someone fainting, but if you care I think that Jean would be most likely to. Only because he’s an only child and doesn’t know what child birth is like. 

But seeing as how much they have been through in the canon universe I doubt that childbirth would be the most disturbing sight lol. Hope that you enjoy this! Requests are still open so send me stuff :) 

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[lunaekalenda]

Omg can I request a scenario with Levi in season 4? So you know how he's supposed to keep watch over Zeke in the forest? One of the Yeagerists finds out their location and lies to Levi that his wife is giving birth so Levi rushes back to town and leaves the other soldiers in charge of keeping an eye on Zeke. And by the time Levi meets up with his wife, she's very confused as to why he came in such a rush. I've read the manga so I also want to add onto what happens next but idk if you write manga spoilers so 😭 anywho the explosion doesn't end up happening tho! :D

ofccc!!! i hope you like it!! <3 sorry if i wrote to much fluff it just came :’) i took some manga spoilers so read under your own risk under the spoiler line!!

a/n: i didn't took the canon manga words or events!

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❁ levi x female!reader

❁ some bad talking against zeke :’), pregnancy and death.

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Zeke opened another wine bottle and drank, being cautious with the book he has been reading. Levi looks at him, his face totally unexpressive but his eyes look at Zeke with disgust. They have been days in that place, sleeping in tents, near the Forest of Giant Trees. He’s in charge of Zeke, with some of his closest soldiers, who are now drinking some wine in reward for their hard work, even when Levi told them to have some water instead.

“Come on, Captain. We also want to have fun...”

He couldn’t stop his soldiers, they deserved it. He looks to the campfire in font of him, the flames reflected in his grey eyes. He thought about his family, the one he’s about to have. You’re pregnant with his baby, the baby you two wanted for a long time. Armin told him he estimates less than a week for you to give birth.

And he’s trapped in this forest with a fucking bastard. He looks at Zeke. He seems strangely calm, as he wasn’t being watched by humanity’s most strong soldier ever. The one that cut his arms and legs more than once, and was about to kill him at least another two. But he didn’t learn about it, and keeps trying to get killed.

“Levi, you look too serious. Do you want some wine?”

“Drink it yourself and hopefully you’ll choke to death.”

��That’s not very sweet for a married man, Ackerman.” Levi raises an eyebrow, taking his blade out and cleaning it slowly. Zeke looked at the blade, shimmering in the light. He took his eyes to the book once again. Some fast steps were heard. Levi took out his blades and, with a look to his soldiers, they all stood in their positions. A little girl, with the Corps jacket, searched the Captain with her eyes. He looked at her.

“Captain Ackerman, I have news from the District!”

He looked at his soldiers, one of them behind her, in case she tried to hurt the Captain. Levi’s gaze told them to be alert around her. Zeke looked at the girl from behind his book.

“Talk, then.”

“It’s your wife... She’s having complications with the birth. She’s about to have the child, but the possibilities of them both surviving are minimum.”

Levi’s eyes reflected true terror while he was listening to her. He looked back to the bearded man. He keeps reading, while drinking. He looks then to his loyal subordinate.

“You should go, Captain. We’ll have an eye on this man.”

Levi nods. He looks at the girl closely, analyzing her. He talks before taking his horse.

“Keep one eye in this girl too. She seems like a liar.” Right after that, he rode his horse, going as fast as he could. During all the way, he though how you were. How the baby is. If you two are okay. If he's late to save one of you. 

He obligated himself to fix his attention on the way and keeps going, He arrived to the city at almost night. He searched his home, the one the army gave him after getting married, to avoid the Captain and his wife living with them. He opened the door with his hands shaking, and almost run to the living room. He smelled rice. Then, the sound of a knife. He also took out his blades. You both encountered in the corner of the kitchen, your hand holding tightly the knife and his holding the blades. Both of you looked at each other with surprise, before you let go the knife and run towards him. His hands found your waist.

“Levi...” you whisper. You have missed him a lot all this time. He hugged you, his eyes full of tears. He’s trying to relax his breath, but you notice. “Why did you come so fast? Weren’t you watching Zeke?” 

He nods, his hand caressing quietly your belly. 

“It’s the baby okay?” you nod, confused. “And you?”

“Of course, I’m fine. Why?” he sighs before hugging you again. His head buried on you hair, your belly against his worked abdominal. 

“I thought I was late to save you. I thought I lost you and our baby.”

“No, no. Armin came half an hour ago. He told me I’m really healthy and the baby is in a good position to give birth to. We’re both totally fine, but we were missing you.” You pout. His lips found your neck. 

“I also missed you.” His hands cover your belly, and he receives a little kick. You laugh,

“It has been kicking for a while now. It’s the Ackerman gene.” Levi lets out a little laugh. He also knows he has to go back to the camp, to keep watching over Zeke and interrogate the girl who is she and for who does she work. But his soldiers are there, just a minute more. He gets on his knees, near to your baby bump. His hands keep being warm against your covered skin.

“Daddy missed you a lot this days, hm? But we’ll be all together really fast, baby. Don’t make mommy feel bad, yes?”

“I can’t see you as the strongest and fiercer soldier alive if you talk to my belly like that.” He lets out a little laugh, but his brain made “click”. That girl was a Yeagerist. For sure. This was all a trick to make Levi come here and leave his post.

“You have to leave this house. Fast. And don’t go out for a while. They have an eye on you.”

“Were I’m I supposed to sleep then?” You ask, lost and confused. He takes a couple clothes from your wardrobe and put a brown cape on you, covering your head and your bump. “Should I stay with my parents?” you ask. He shakes his head while he keeps searching things you might need. Also, some baby’s clothes, because he’s sure you’re about to give birth.

“No, that’s too obvious.” Levi’s brain was working faster than ever. You need to be in a comfort place, so sleeping in the barricade it’s out. Then, you should be with someone who knows how to help you giving birth. A place where a pregnant woman won’t be found and hurt.

“Historia.” he whispers. “Can you walk fast?”

“Of course.” he took your hand and guided you. You talked to Historia a couple times. You know she’s also pregnant, and protected by some guards. He guides you fast. When you’re in a campsite house, near the town but kinda hidden, he knocks. 

“Were you talking about Queen Historia?” you ask in a whisper. He nods. A soldier opens, without recognizing Levi. His head totally covered by his cape.

“Sorry, this is restricted area. It’s an orphanage...”

“We know that.” Levi takes his cape out of his head. The soldier stands straight and puts his hand in his heart as a salute. You two do the same.

“Tell Historia she’s my wife. They have been rounding around our house, so I hope the Queen can give a favor back and let my wife sleep here until we’re safe.”

The soldier ran up the stairs, to talk to the Queen. He came back faster.”

“The Queen accepts. She’ll be in the best care and, if she gives birth, she’ll be in the hands of the real matrons. Don’t wprry about her, Captain Levi.” He nods before looking at you again. The soldier lefts to give you privacy.

“Be careful. Talk to them if you feel bad or if you need something. And, please, don’t make efforts. The baby it’s near and...”

“Got it, Levi. Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. You should be careful, I don’t want you to get hurt, or worst...”

“I’ll be okay.” he answers. “Just looking to a barbed man. I’ll be back faster than you think.” He takes you again between his arms. You bury your head on his chest, hugging him stronger. 

“I don’t want you to go.” you say in a whisper. He pats your head before giving you a kiss.

“I’ll be right back.” he says. You enter the orphanage with his little smile promising you you’ll be together soon.

-------------------s p o i l e r s  a h e a d -----------------------

Then, he runs back to the camp. Things seem quiet there. Levi hears his soldier’s voices, followed by a scream.

And then the click of a thunder.

All the soldiers he had there were now titans. From different sizes and type, but they had the face of his comrades. And a blonde-haired bastard was running in front.

“This fucking bastard...”

He was surrounded by his now-titans comrades. He had no exit, just killing them. When will this nightmare end? He saw his friends getting killed, he killed friends. He's tired of this macabre game.

“I’m sorry, guys. I’m so sorry...” he thought, before starting to move his blades against his friends’ necks. He saw his faces, his families, every time their blood got into his uniform.

His teary eyes weren’t an obstacle when he kept fighting. He saw Zeke, in the hands of a titan, covered by other two. He killed the first one silently.

Zeke searched him, founding nothing, looking surprised.

He killed the next one. There was just the one carrying Zeke left

“You thought I was not going to be able to kill my comrades? That’s dirty play.” Zeke looked at the man with fear in his eyes before turning into the beast titan. Levi smirked.

“Pathetic.” Zeke says. Levi's blades are covered in blood. "I'm going to kill you."

Zeke took the head of the titan carrying him. He looked around for Levi. A near movement caught his attention, making him throw a smashed titan head to a branch. Levi cut branches to distract Zeke, right before covering his neck with thunder spears.

"Did you think that converting my subordinates into titans will stop me? that i wouldn't kill them? You don't know how many comrades I killed."

Zeke's neck exploded, making is titan fall. Levi went back to the flor and searched Zeke between all that blood and flesh. He was charred.

"I'm not going to kill you... yet."

Levi took Zeke by the head and dragged him.

"I'm so sick of you, barbed bastard."

#aot fluff #aot x reader #snk fluff #snk x reader #snk fic #aot fic #aot scenario #aot fanfiction #snk headcanons #aot #levi shingeki no kyojin #levi #snk levi #levi aot #levi x reader #levi x you #levi ackerman #captain levi #zeke jaeger #snk #shingeki no kyojin

[workofheart]

proof

with whatever happens from here, our names will last far beyond our years

for my armin angst anon :) thank you for the request, i honestly love angst and write it all the time outside of fanfic so idk why i don’t do it more often!

pairing: armin arlert x reader

wc: 1.5k

genre: angst, fluff (happy end)

a/n: takes place somewhere just before the events of season 4. also, hi guys! this is lowkey word vomit and i’m a bit out of practice so if this doesn’t seem like me, that’s why lol

they say that time heals all wounds, but in your case, time does nothing but prolong the constant sting in your throat. it denies the sinking acceptance your weary heart pleads for. because as long as you have time, you don’t have to face the truth.

so what if you love him? so what if it’s been years? so what if no matter what you do, you can’t let him go? it’s not like it’s going to change any time soon. but even if it did, even if you had the choice to move on, you’re not so sure you would. he’s the last bloom of the season left that you pick out of selfishness, the butterfly you’re blessed to catch yet hate to let go. 

because if not him, who else?

armin is everything. he’s your reflection and your opposite, late nights and early mornings, kind and then cruel across his commitment to morality. he’s there on good days and bad days, with a smile or sympathy. if you’re lucky, you get both.

he’s brutally imperfect, perfectly human, and so easy to love.

but when standing against the end of humanity, there’s no room for childish fantasies like yours.

you love him so bad it hurts. he’s at the forefront of your mind at all times, even when he’s standing right in front of you. you think of him visiting that girl in the basement, day after day, frozen in her cowardly crystal as she hides from retribution. he waits, staring, and she occupies his mind when you desperately wish it could be you. what is it about a criminal that intrigues him past rationality?

yet the worst thought is that one day, you might not feel so strong. 

it’s something keeping you around. it’s something to imagine on nights when the sun hangs in the sky as low as your hope for the future. he’s something to bet on and pin your fleeting dreams to. however long this feeling lasts, you hang on with all that you can, because waiting at the end is the inevitable sting of loving someone who doesn’t love you back.

it’s a realization you’re not ready to come to yet. for now, a little voice convinces you that there’s a chance. and a chance is enough, isn’t it?

you’re sitting by the docks, feeling the afternoon sun sear your skin, when gentle footsteps knocking on the wood alert you to his presence. when you crane your neck up to see him, he stretches his arms behind his head before sitting down next to you. it’s not surprising, considering armin makes a point to show he cares for all of his friends, but you still wonder if maybe how hard you were thinking about him somehow drew him in. you try to resist the heat burning at the skin of your cheeks fueled by his mere appearance.

“it’s a really nice night, huh?”

he sighs as he lowers his palm to the edge of the wood and throws his legs over, cementing his place beside you. you cling your knees close to your chest while your head rests upon them for support.

“yeah. i didn’t know it could be this pretty.”

tender rays of sunshine brush over his blond hair, making it shimmer like gold. it’s tentative, as if the great light source that keeps your world turning is even too afraid to touch armin arlert.

“me too, but i think i always hoped for it. expected it, at least,” he says with a nod. nostalgia swims in the pond of color in his eyes as he looks out across the water. “but that’s how it is when you’re a kid.”

you want to laugh. when you were a kid, you certainly weren’t concerned with the existence of an ocean beyond the walls. something tells you armin didn’t just expect it out of naivety.

“oh, please,” you say with a roll of your eyes. “you don’t give yourself enough credit. you practically know what’s going to happen before the rest of us have even started thinking about it.”

he lets out a breath of shy laughter through a smile. he’s too modest. “yeah, maybe.”

the blunt edge of your nail scratches at the fresh, amber wood to your side. you press a little more, digging it out like a miniature canyon while silence fills the air. armin opens his mouth and the proximity allows you to hear a rushed intake of air, like courage, filling his lungs before it hitches in his throat. it pauses there, contemplating, before he lets it out in faltered attempt to seem like it went according to plan.

but he swallows and tries again, because armin knows the world will always give him a second chance.

“speaking of… i wanted to talk to you in the first place because, well,” he cedes, rubbing his eyes, “i kind of get the feeling something big is about to happen.”

he chews at the corner of his lip, eyes darting to the side to gauge your reaction.

your head tilts in curiosity. “really? what makes you say that?”

you watch as he fiddles with his fingers in his lap. his nails run along his cuticles, the natural folds in his palms, gathering his thoughts in preparation to set them all out.

his fingers tug through his bangs to soothe his tired roots. “well, it’s been a long time coming. with eren gone, sending notes, arranging plans. it’s coming to its climax, i think. and once it starts, it’s not gonna stop until it’s over.”

bright locks fall in front of his fact when a light gust of wind blows by. his cheeks are smooth and soft with a slight pink tint from the heat of the day, and his lashes are long and wispy, like the wings of an insect. you have to pry your gaze away though your heart pleads you for a second longer spent admiring.

“i really care about you. i just wanted you to know that.”

you’re not sure you hear it right at first. swept away with his image in the hazy evening, you almost miss that he’s talking to you directly. he cares about you. your pulse stutters.

he cares about you.

you blink, swallowing the apparent dryness in your mouth. “i care about you, too.”

after all this time, you should be used to it. the way how he cares will never be the same as how you care, it shouldn’t hurt you, but you still feel your eyes sting and throat tighten. you can’t help it.

you can’t look him in the eye. instead, you avert your attention to the place in the wood you’ve been indenting your nail. the pressure helps distract from the tears gathering along your lashline. it slowly forms the shape of your initial, a diminutive mark on the expansive docks soon to be walked over by thousands.

“is something wrong?”

your immediate reaction is to dismiss. the words are already slipping off your tongue, excuses that it’s the sun in your eyes and denials that you’re just tired, but they get stuck at the end. is it because the opportunity is here? something pushes them away from the edge as they desperately rock themselves back onto the safety of the cliff with flailing arms and wobbly legs. 

hundreds of scenarios rush through your mind, of him getting up and leaving, of awkwardness, of anger and anguish, and yet it’s not enough to derail you. you can’t sit in your itches any longer. if the world is ending soon like he implies, then so be it, because god knows you’d take his word over anything.

“i’m sorry,” you sniffle, voice frail and barely above a whisper. “i just love you.”

you brace for impact, but it doesn’t come. the only sounds are the sawing of your nail, the squawks of distant birds, the waves crashing gently on the shore how they always do at dusk. then his fingers wrap around your wrist, still moving against the wood, to grasp your attention. his eyes are warm and inviting as you slowly lift your head to find them.

“i love you, too.” 

a sad smile tugs at your lips. he doesn’t get it. honesty has never hurt so much. “no,” you confess with a sorrowed tinge, “like i love you.”

his eyes crinkle up like crescents. the grin adorning his cheeks is like a medallion, glowing and bright and entirely juxtaposed from the ache of yours.  “i love you” he presses, eyebrows raising in emphasis. 

“but…”

“but, what? you really doubt it?” he smiles with a breath, eyes crinkling shyly as he looks away. “i thought it was obvious.”

his thumb presses small circles into the back of your palm before letting go and brushing it away from where your hand covers your mark. his nail is much wider and blunt so it doesn’t take long for a faint ‘A’ to appear beside yours, a shade just lighter than the surface.

“if you think you were being obvious, you should have caught on to me earlier,” you laugh.

a coy smile pulls at the corner of his mouth, pressing a dimple into his skin. “maybe i did.”

“you did not.”

“okay, i didn’t. but,” he pauses, holding up his index finger, “i always hoped!”

it draws an airy, relieved laugh from your chest. armin leans down and blows the dust across the wood and sweeps away the extras with his hands.

your initials sit carved into the docks of your home with love, together. no matter if you are unable to return, they’ll still be here. if no one else is around to remember today, at least these letters will be imprinted with a story.

it’s proof of life, proof you lived, and most notably, proof that it was with armin arlert.

#armin arlert x reader #armin arlert x reader fluff #armin arlert fluff #armin arlert angst #aot fluff #aot x reader #aot angst #armin arlert imagine #armin fluff #armin x reader #aot fanfic

[jean-does-not-have-a-horseface]

Hello, Hello, would you mind to write a scenario for Levi Ackerman with a female s/o were they have a argument and Levi accidently hurts her physical in some way?

Thank you very much and please be careful 💚

Okay, hello, I have been working on this for a HOT minute and this is the only way I thought this could go (because Levs would never ever ever ever hurt his s/o, poor man has seen his mother being violated so much too pls-) tell me if you like it, I'd be glad to know if you're satisfied with how it went.

Pairing: Levi/ Reader

Tags: Action, Somewhat!Fluff,

Warnings: Mentions of blood, gunshots, wounds you know, typical snk stuff

Bullet

Crimson liquid run in gushes from the wound in your shoulder splattering your whole body and your surroundings. The pain was immense and torturous and reeked of the adrenaline that your body was trying to produce, all on vain to soothe the uneasiness, as with every passing second the hot rushes of blood that flew to the spot put your mind in a burgundy haze. Your left hand was trembling, your body was still in shock by the hit and your necessary intakes of oxygen had long surpassed the normal rate by now but you weren't in a position to slow down.

The odds had been against you ever since you decided to follow Levi and not lead the infamous cadets of the 104th squadron.

It was the silent clicking of a gun that had caught your attention as you discussed how much of an ambush this whole situation seemed with Nifa and Levi. You almost perked at the spot, a fragment of a second faster than Levi, buying yourself enough time to jump into the most unthinkable situation; getting Levi out of this commotion safe and unwounded, you'd take the incoming shot for the stoic captain to stay alive.

The bullet had blown just through your shoulder with enough force to send you flying to the ground, meters away from the hotspot of action. As you heard Levi's voice screaming an earth shattering call of Kenny Ackerman's name you pushed through the pain that has shaken your body to the core and shot your drills to the nearest building. Your heart was beating fast, eyes rapidly checking in all directions to examine your surroundings while the pulsating of your shoulder begged with you to take action on it's recovery.

Only ever when you made sure your surroundings were clear of armed soldiers did your feet drag you outside the dark alleyway. Pushing through the intense pain you managed to shoot the drills of your gear onto a empty rooftop, trying your best to evenly distribute your weight on the equipment. One mistake and you could easily be wiped out.

Therefore you settled for sneaking carefully in between dark alleys as gunshot sounds ravaged your eardrums; It was definitely Levi who was taking all that fire on his own, sending your heart to an uncatchable pace as the blood that pulsated in every inch of your body would manage to find an exit through the wound on your shoulder.

As the blasts kept getting unbearably closer by each passing second you glued yourself to the stone wall and ducked down, to protect any part of you in order to see for yourself if Levi was indeed the target of this manhunt.

Your speculations were correct.

Upon him passing by -incredibly fast- your eyes met his for a brief moment, forcing a shocked hitch to leave his lips as his eyes widened. His expression, dark, anxious, as if he had just seen a ghost and refused to believe it.

The state of your well being was still unbeknownst to you; you hadn't even taken a chance to see how drenched in blood your clothes were.

With another fast shoot of your quills and a press to your gas' handle you landed on another rooftop, far behind from the horde of men that had all their attention on Levi.

Everything went quiet for a moment. Sheer tranquility masked the air. The fire of action seemed to have been out off momentarily, yet you don't have an eye sight of the situation. You couldn't seem to slow down your breathing not even for one second, your alert eyes repeatedly scanned the areas around you to detect any suspicious move.

Despite the unfair odds and your position you had managed to successfully locate the cart with Eren and Historia, only to come face to face with the commotion that had occured. Hange's men were taken one by one, this time in your comrade's place sat a wide eyed brunette who screamed at the horses to go faster.

The sound of shooting thundered in waves around the town, startling you, urging you to jump into action. The wagon couldn't by any means, slip away from you or your team.

You tapped against your right gas canulle, begging for the sound to signal that it was halfway full at least. The left one was busted from your previous impact against the cold stone buildings, still you were sure you could push through with as much as you had, even if it seemed deadly enough to get you killed.

The cadets were startled as the saw you as they proceeded to bombard you with questions about your condition to which you could barely reply with full sentences. Slowly your body was giving in to your injury, to a point where you couldn't ignore it. Still, you bothered with how much more you could take.

"The hell is that!" Jean inquired, eyes pacing between the gory scene unraveling before him, and you, still troubling himself with taking in what he was witnessing.

Levi flew hurriedly flew by, pumping his gas one before launching his drill to an armed man's abdomen. His face hardened as the men was dragged to him, hands already gripping his blades steadily.

He went straight for the kill. Blood cluttered everywhere around him, staining any nearby surface.

Everyone's faces went numb as frozen droplets of sweat run down their foreheads. Naturally, in your shocked state you failed to provide any comfort to them, even if their despairate eyes were begging you to.

"Follow the wagon!" Levi commanded, his breath hitching in his throat as he sat still, despairate to take a momentarily rest.

"Right!" Mikasa complied sternly.

"Listen up, these soldiers were trained to fight other people, they've already take up three of ours," restlessly, Levi flew to lead the team, launching himself alongside of you, but still not sparing you a glance. "If you hesitate for so much as a second you'll be dead. The moment you see an opening go for the kill!"

"Yes sir!" Once again the ravenette in a stone cold tone confirmed her Captain's orders were well understood, forcing a gulp to flow down everyone's throat.

"And you, (y/n)!" This time his eyes were intensely burning dark holes in yours. "You stay back and lay low, this is an order!" You watched as he gulped, taking a moment to breathe through his nose in an attempt to calm himself down. "And don't ever think about taking a bullet for me, ever again."

Despite the gallons of blood lost and the tremendous pain you managed to find the spitfire in you to reply, eyes wide with rage at his last comment.

"Sir, with all due respect, I'm fine with laying low, but-"

"No time for you to form your own rebellion over my words, lay low or you're getting killed. You've made yourself the easiest target!" His words dripped of poison, unnerving anger that did nothing to convey his worry, making your head blur with similar rage.

You refused to believe that the first thing he would try to converse with you on the subject would actually turn out to be a scolding session. As if you were an imbecile child. As if you hadn't tried to push through to keep offering your abilities to your cause.

"Kenny would have shot you right then and there! What did you expect me to do?" You screamed. Your lungs burned with every command to withstand the pressure. Hot blood found its way through the hole in your arm again.

"No he wouldn't. We don't have time for this, Lay low!"

Levi's tone was sharp as a knife slicing your flesh like soft butter, somewhat hurting you more that the small piece of metal in your body. "You can't handle yourself like I can at the moment." It was rare they the two of you would bicker like this, and there was so much you could handle with an oozing wound, barking at him seemed to be the way to get your point at him.

"You're unbelievable," you squealed "I just saved your life and you're downgrading me?"

"Don't put words in my mouth, you know what I mean."

"Oh, do I now?" You mocked.

"No one else dies on my watch and you can't fight, so out of our way!"

Levi launched himself into a tent, backflipping his way through another kill. You hated to admit that he was right; you couldn't even make it to a few kills with the remaining of your gas yet the adrenaline in your body was raging against every plead of you to stay behind.

"You can't keep me out of action!" You barked, eyes glimmering with stubbornness as you followed the team's lead to the wagon. Jean was the first to land with Armin, throwing the brunette soldier way from her spot. You didn't seem to pay enough attention to your surroundings, the clicking of a gun behind you fell deaf to your ears.

"I told you (y/n) we don't have tim- watch out!" Levi's eyes widened in terror at the sight of the armed man towering behind you. Shaking hands that still held his blades reached out fast, boldly enough to launch onto the collar of your shirt, bringing your form onto him, only for your nose to harshly collide with the steel handle of his blade in the process. In turn you were thrown harshly onto a nearby tent.

A moment later his blades had slashed through the man while a rage filled scream muffled your ears.

"Armin Secure the wagon with Jean! We'll keep you covered!"

At trying to catch up in the commotion on the wagon, he witnessed in agony as Jean gulped, a gun nearly pressed to his head. Mikasa called out his name, launching her blades and spinning in the air. If it wasn't for Armin to ruthlessly pull the trigger to send the brunette to her instant death, she would have been too late to save her comrade. Levi clicked his tongue in misery. This was getting worse by each passing second.

"Armin! Jean!"

You laid on the tent, left hand scrunched against your bloody nose as you tried not to move. There were still armed men everywhere, if they detected you were alive you were done for. With half lid eyes you watched the scene unfold in front of you.

Three more men had towered behind Levi and the cadets, pointing their guns on them. Levi and Sasha jumped to the scene, shoving their comrades out of the wagon. The had successfully missed the fire of the shots for short seconds. As a sigh of relief left you your right eye lost focus. Your head felt dizzy, heavy at the numbing pain that shoot from your whole body. As the effects of adrenaline slowly wore off your body started to give in, eyes battling an already lost fight to stay open.

The last thing you heard was Levi calling out your name.

__

Your eyes painfully shot open.

The top of your mouth felt dry. You couldn't swallow. A strong metallic taste adorned the tips of your tongue. In a panicked state your eyes were blinking rapidly at the darkness around you, alternating gazes between the group of people a few meters away from you and the flickering light of the fire.

In contrary to your body, your head felt feathery light as numbness toyed on your brain, taking forms of a thousand little ants stomping each cavity they could find.

"Ah, Captain she's awake!"

Your body couldn't move and your mind couldn't think, yet Connie's words rang a few bells that alerted you. After what seemed like an eon later, a flick switched in your brain, widening your eyes upon hitting you with the most profane realisation.

"It's probably the morphine shot that has you numb like this. I took care of that bullet in your arm and I fixed your nose."

Your eyes bored into Levi's steel ones, unintentional apathy splattered all your face. You couldn't help but stop your bruised lips from forming to a small pout; as your coincidence flowed withing your body with every passing of the time you were reminded of the heated exchange of words you and your lover had shared before your body gave in.

Levi's eyes softened as he watched your face fall into an angered expression. A sigh of relief escaped him as his hand extended to your direction, calloused fingers lingering on the thin locks on your forehead.

"Shit" he groaned through gritted teeth "Fuck, I'm so sorry (y/n), you know I didn't mean to break your nose right? Given the situation I knew you'd land safely on the tent, I just had to get you out of there"

His eyes were sincere, flickering with agony as his hand rested behind your ear. The look on his face was enough to make you melt, to give in to whatever he ever said, you couldn't deny that much.

"I know how devoted you are, you could have taken that bullet for anyone not just for me, that's who you are." Another sigh escaped him, this time sneaking profoundly out his trembling chest.

"Y-you don't have to s-struggle with your-r words. You were right-t. I shouldn't have pushed my self with such little gas while losing so much blood." You coughed. Essential sentences were spilling out of your mouth. You knew when to step back into your place, especially in arguments that you were on the wrong. Levi had been right from the beginning, but you had pushed forward, worked yourself to the limit.

"Tch, I would never intentionally hurt you, you know that much right? I didn't mean to cause you more pain-"

"Levi, my love," As you laid on your back you watched the fire in his eyes cool down at sound of the endearing pet name. His chest stopped taking sharp stressed breaths and his hand started rubbing soothing circles at the nape of your neck. "You don't have to apologise, please. I was on the wrong. If anything, you saved me from being fatally shot. You shoved Jean away as well."

Levi's antics were nothing strange to you. You had spent years by his side, training as a part of his team, fighting alongside him. The way he cared for his comrades was unmatched, unable to be mimicked. You knew of his tragic past, so him acting compulsively like that wasn't something you wouldn't have expected. You weren't mad that you had gotten hurt in the process of him ripping you away from deaths grip.

The only thing that had ever made you mad was that, momentarily he wasn't willing to approve of your sacrifice to him.

"I threw you like shack of shit, I don't deserve you going soft on me. I should have not downgraded you."

Your eyes shut, lips curling upwards onto a tiny smirk, one that lifted Levi's spirits just a bit. "I'll stop being so hotheaded." You managed to admit, letting a chuckle escape your lips. Rarely you could stop yourself from giggling when you'd make up with the man.

"Brat! Don't laugh when we're having a serious conversation!" His eyes hardened, voice full of affectionate authority. You were so eager to brush off the subject of him guilt tripping himself, to lift the weight off his shoulders.

The weak bubbling laughter that escaped you after was contagious and never ending. It felt as little, continuous jolts of static electricity shocking your body as each exhale, but it was unstoppable, not even for you to answer properly back to him. The effect of the tranquilizing shot was perfect on it's part as well.

"I-it's just that i- love you. That's all. You've always got a spot on poo comment about everything."

Levi's head lowered in defeat, his nose leaving out an amused whip of air in the process. As you watched him, you felt a familiar warmth numb its way through your body from your stomach and outwards. Perhaps, this time he didn't want you to assume what he would say. Perhaps he was still guilt tripping himself or perhaps your laughter was getting through him at a moment he had to be stern. Nevertheless you never missed the words that felt his lips, before he went to quickly brush then against yours.

"I won't be as hotheaded as well, I promise. I'd take a thousand bullets for you I hope you know that."

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[aremie]

𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄 ❞ ( EREN JAEGER X FEM. READER )

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 ;; Eren is dead, your friends are dead, Annie and Armin are probably starting a new life together, Levi and Mikasa are hiding together somewhere, and you are left alone. Left alone in misery, you try to bring Eren and your friends back to life by abusing the extent of your abilities.

𝗮 / 𝗻 ;; this is based on wandavision, some aot manga spoilers, ending is different, eren is crystalized, reader is twenty one here.

𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿 ;; reader has abilities like wanda maximoff, you have powers like chaos magic, manga spoilers, don't read if you don't want to be spoiled. Different ending from the manga, Eren is crystalized in this one, canon divergence. CHAPTER TWO here.

IT WAS BLOODSHED everywhere and you can't seem to escape that. Its been two years since the departure of you and your friends. Jean and Connie turned into a mindless titan, Hanji was dead, Mikasa and Levi were MIA, Armin was nowhere to be seen, Annie's whereabouts were unknown and you were left alone.

You missed everyone but mostly Eren. You always dwelled into the past and thought what would have happened if you had just answered his question differently.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" Eren had asked you while you struggled getting up the rooftop. The two of you had snuck out of your rooms to look at the sky but the time was random.

You, Eren, Mikasa and the others had just returned from a mission that involved titans. It was hard to say the least. You almost died due to a titan grabbing your right leg and almost crushing it but luckily, Eren was right there and saved you from your near death experience.

"Mhm." You hummed while Eren took his time to put his head onto your lap gently. There was a comfortable silence between the two of you as you two both cherished the moment.

It wasn't until you felt Eren sit back up that you felt something off about him. "N/N?" He asked in a childlike manner. "Hmm?" You looked at Eren's emerald eyes, noticing the sadness in his eyes. "What's wrong, 'Ren?" you asked softly.

The distressed brunette glanced at you and then asked, "Do you think i'm a monster?" And after saying that, you responded quickly. "No! Why would you think that?" You scolded him in a way a mother would scold their child.

You reminded him of his mother Carla in that very moment. From the way your tone was to how your hair and clothing apparel was like. You had your hair tied loosely, hanging on your right shoulder, a simple knee-length cream-colored dress and black boots to finish the look of.

He wonders what you both are gonna do once the war between the titans and the marleyans are gone. He sees himself working as a doctor like his father and you would be the mother of his children. But unlike his father, he'd do everything to protect you and his children. The only thing keeping him from doing this was the ymir curse.

"Use your power on me." Eren bluntly said, not knowing how crazy he sounded until he saw the confused and outraged look on your face. "Eren, What the fuck—?!" You shrieked, alerting half the people that were asleep.

"No, you completely got it wrong. I didn't mean it like that." Eren immediately defend himself, not wanting to get scolded. "Then what do you mean?" you asked, getting more confused. He then grabbed and held your hand.

"Tell me what you feel." He said as you used your ability. You felt nothing but pain, sadness, confusion and anger. It scared you. It didn't feel anything like your lover.

"So?" Eren asked but it didn't feel like a question. Its as if he was pleading for you to answer while you shook your head. "I just. . ." You didn't know what to tell him. What were you gonna say? "I just. . . I just feel you." You answered, noticing the pain in his eyes. Was it the right answer? You asked yourself.

"Oh. Alright then." Eren responded with pain laced with his voice. You wanted to ask him if he was alright but you already knew what the answer would be so you just stood there silently, waiting for the sun to rise.

YOU FELT NOTHING but regret. If you had just answered his question differently then he maybe have stayed with you or maybe run away together and then no rumbling. You always wondered what the outcome would be if you answered differently. Multiple scenarios coming in your mind but almost everything that had came into your mind was too selfish.

You knew that what he was doing was right in a way. He was saving Eldia but what did it cost? It costed him everything. In another life, he probably would have lived with you peacefully until the end of his time.

If you were in his shoes, you probably would have chosen the selfish route in which Marley evades and kills all eldians but at least you had your happy ending, right? You knew that your thoughts were incredibly selfish which was why you tried acting like a selfish person. You tried to be a better person for Eren.

Which was why when you went to find Eren ina crystal, you decided to let it go even if it was hard. You tried living your life the way Eren would have wanted you to.

But all the efforts you had made was destroyed once a certain envelope was placed on your porch. You of course, the curious person you were opened the envelope that involved a map in it.

You then looked at the map and noticed a red mark placed onto a certain place. You wondered the importance of the marked place. Filled with hope that Eren might have escaped, you decided to go to the marked place.

Your hope and happiness was crushed when you saw a demolished cabin. It would have looked decent had it not been demolished. You saw a blueprint of the house which left you wondering why it was demolished when it looked absolutely breathtaking.

Looking at the final piece that was in the envelope, you noticed a letter that seemed to be written two or three years ago? You hesitantly opened the letter and was shocked to find the continents in it.

To my beloved,

To my very dear [Y/N], It has come to my senses that the war is nearing its end and yet, we have no plans for our future. I found this cabin while you were still in bed, healing after a titan almost crushed your leg. I was wondering what our lives are gonna be once this all ends.

Looking at this cabin, i suddenly realized. I want to spend my whole life with you. To marry you, and to have children with you. I swore to myself that i will protect you until the end of my time.

But i knew that it would be quite impossible with the things that has befallen us both. I always try to look on the bright side even if i know that my wishes and yours would be too selfish for the world. I want my last few years to be spent with you. I want to be selfish for once and be with you. But i know i can't.

You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. From the way you supported me and believed in me, to the way you defended me when the world was against me. When i first met you, i knew you were the one for me. As cheesy as it did sound, it felt like love at first sight.

So as a remembrance once i'm gone, this cabin will be your home. For you to grow old with.

Adieu, my love. May you live your life happily.

Ever yours, E.Y. — 853.

It was moronic, quite funny actually. All your efforts of living a life without Eren had been crushed and all it took was a stupid letter that was written three years ago.

You, being overcome by severe anguish, had a breakdown, causing you to unleash your abilities to an extent for the first time, forming a new reality around you, transforming the entire village into a more colorful and happy place filled with sitcom vibes.

You weren't thinking straight when you did that. Hell, you didn't even know you could do that. All these years, Levi and the corps had been trying to hide out these abilities but their efforts were also ruined. Just like your Efforts of trying to build a new life were.

It took you a few minutes to calculate what had just happened.

As you stood up, still not being over the letter, you noticed the Cabin rebuilt as you were inside it. You were confused and scared about what just happened. Did you do this? How? What are you going to do now? All these questions popped onto your mind but all of these were interrupted once you heard a familiar voice outside.

All of your hopes were back as you immediately headed outside and saw the man you longed for. "[N/N], you're finally here!" Eren happily said while you looked at him in denial. You must be seeing things. You told yourself.

"[Y/N]? Are you alright?" Eren asked while tears were filling your eyes. You then nodded as you snapped your fingers as your hair color and clothing changed from disheveled and random to a more curly and elegant hairstyle and a more housewife-ly dress.

Upon casting the spell you had unknowingly made, you engulfed yourself in your new reality, where you and Eren would go on to live happily together, daring to harm anyone who would try to ruin your perfect life.

#attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyojin x reader #aot #snk #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #eren jaeger #eren jaeger x reader #angst #attack on titan headcanons

[oceanid-writes]

Hi, could I get an AOT or MHA matchup? Your choice. I am an INFP, 9w1, and I'm the type of person who's shy around people I don't know and super loud and talkative around my friends. I love reading books, and I like playing online games like genshin impact. I can be a little bit awkward and I have some pretty bad social anxiety. On personality tests I either always get the shy and kind character or the smart character. People tell me I'm intuitive and down to earth. I'm non-confrontational aswell. Currently I have dyed red hair, but my natural color is brown. I have blue eyes and freckles, and soft features. I get nervous in places with lots of people and I'm not very confident at all. Some people can describe me as annoying too as I can be loud or interrupt people accidentally. I also really like food. You can make it nsfw if you want.

Yandere Attack on Titan Matchup

Hi! My first thought was AOT for sure for you. I have just the guy...

Warnings: Spoilers for AOT, yandere, a little NSFW, implied dub-con, kidnapping, general toxic behaviours

(takes place after the time-skip)

You don't easily open up to people. That's the first thing Armin notices about you. Your hair, your freckles, that comes second. You'd probably be a scout, maybe not the bravest or the strongest, but he sees his own intuitive nature in you. He's pretty shy too, so it might take a while before he introduces himself to you. When you two start talking more, he won't let onto the fact that he's been watching you. The scariest part is, you'll never know about it.

Armin won’t directly tell you he’s in love with you. He will make sure it’s a slow buildup, first you two will become close friends (you can tell him anything, he’ll make sure you trust him), then maybe he asks you out. While Armin is very smart, he can’t predict or plot out everything, so he’s counting on the fact that he’s implied that he likes you throughout your friendship stage. Even if you reject him, he won’t take a friendzone answer. Armin really knows what he wants, and even though he does respect you and your boundaries way more than other yanderes, he sees your rejection as a direct blow to him. I see Armin having a lot of anxiety surrounding his own physical strength and masculinity (as throughout the series, people mistake him for a girl) so if you reject him, he’ll go through a crisis. He’ll keep trying to put you in situations where you two get very close, and you have to rely on him to save the day, so much so that you eventually agree to date him. Even it you don’t really love him, it won’t matter very much to him. Love can come later, Armin’s very patient.

Once you’re together, Armin will do anything to make sure you stay with him. He's the Colossal Titan, he's eaten his comrade, he's killed children and destroyed cities just to prove a point, so he's way past moral boundaries and will do horrible things to you if you cross him. Of course, he’ll never hurt you directly. Armin loves you too much to do that. But if you try distancing yourself from him, or fall in love with someone else, he will not hesitate to murder or blackmail anyone. The other thing about Armin is that he knows exactly how to win you over, and listens to everything you say. He loves that around him, you’re loud and talkative, and while he truly just likes hearing what you have to say, he takes mental notes whenever you mention specific things, like favorite foods or close friends. Even if you are really awkward in conversations or interrupt him, Armin will never make you feel bad about that, and will brush over it like nothing happened and you can keep talking. You’re lucky that Armin is so alert and aware, because in big groups, when you feel uncomfortable, Armin will pick up on that and will either make an excuse so you can both leave, or talk for you.

I hope you like PDA, cuddling, and physical contact because that is what Armin is all about in a relationship. I see him having very few physical boundaries, and while he won’t really touch you too much in public (though he will kiss you a lot), when you’re with him alone all bets are off. I don’t see him getting rough or “handsy” with you, more so just cudding and kissing. Not really too NSFW but I see Armin having a regular sex drive, and being a switch. Unlike a lot of yanderes, he doesn’t feel the need to dominate or be in control of you, but instead all he needs is to feel like he has a grip on you. Armin just has to feel like you can’t slip away from him.

Adding onto this, Armin’s end goal will never be to kidnap you or isolate you away from the world. Depending on if you try to get away from him or don’t like him, there is a possibility he could kidnap you, but as long as you eventually accept him it won’t be permanent. I see the yanderes who do that thinking of you as an object, something to be owned, or something belonging to someone, so because Yandere Armin sees you as your own person, he’ll only do that in the worst case scenarios. 

He just wants to share a life with you, and see the world together, so don’t make it difficult. 

#yandere #yandere aot #yandere matchup #matchup #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #yandere snk #armin #armin arlert #arumin arureruto #yandere armin #just average matchups

[delu-jean]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐲

(Jean x fem!/reader) -> Angst (A little fluffy in this chapter) -> 3.1k 

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You felt uneasy after hearing those words, just what exactly was going to happen? 

‘Why was Bertholdt so anxious, why did he seem to be in such a hurry, were they figured out?’  you stood still after such a thought. 

What if they were? Maybe that’s why he was trying to protect you?...but then at the same time, how after all of this time? It didn’t make any sense being that those three were too good at stage play. You decided that inferring things weren’t going to help, so rather, you decided to listen to Bertholdt since his advice would. 

That being the case, you chose to distance yourself with days that came. Of course you didn’t want to doubt the three (about getting caught), but that didn’t mean you couldn’t take any precautions. You decided that not getting involved with others would lessen the chance of your loss. 

People in the training grounds tried interacting with you, but you either simply smiled them off, or went your way. You wanted to be alert as possible in this situation, that being the case, there was no time for interaction with the...enemy….

‘Enemy this and enemy that,’ you thought to yourself angrily. Honestly, at this point, your feelings about these Eldians had changed. 

You felt conflicted because now you had a visual on what these people were like. They seemed like ordinary civilians, living their lives like anyone else. The difference was, rather than living under the oppression of Marely, they were living under the rule of titans. You learned just how damaging they were to their kind, which honestly...made you feel remorseful. 

At the same time, even if this was your view of them (for now atleast), you kept on reminding yourself that they could easily turn into “devils” at any moment. Especially if they knew that you were a part of an opposing side. Yes, the same race, yet you both were so...different. You sighed to yourself as you watched Jean try to approach you. 

It was Eldians like Jean who gave you hope. While Eren terrified you, Jean did the opposite. His presence made you feel comfortable, and enlightened. Not that the others weren’t kind, it was that...Jean was different. Very different in fact. You weren’t sure as to why that was, but kept that feeling tucked away. 

You kept convincing yourself that staying away from the others was for your safety, and yours only. But you knew deep down that you wouldn’t want any of them to get caught up in such brutal affairs. Especially Jean...since he was the closest to you (out of the bunch). So, you deflected him. But you did it in a harsher manner. If you had just smiled, he would’ve been more persistent. So, you simply avoided him. 

When he approached, you walked the other way. When he waved, you would look away. When he tried talking to you, you gave him no words. Your eyes averted elsewhere (partly had to do with how anxious you were) and you tried dodging any questions. This went on for a bit until he eventually gave in and stopped trying to get your attention. You were relieved for that, yet hated the feeling. He seemed hurt by your actions, and you could tell what kind of effect they were giving. Regardless, you kept those thoughts in your mind. 

‘Y/n...you’re doing this for the sake of you, the warriors and...the others,’ (A/N: “others” being Jean fufu ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) 

Trost

The day came when you all headed to Trost. You saw, or rather, heard the scouts as they had just come back from an expedition. However, your attention wasn’t poured into that, but rather, the task ahead. Some of your comrades were sent to clean the cannons, some at the supply route, and others (along with yourself) were helping with loading things such as: supplies, food, and etc. 

Jean and Marco were also with you. You sighed carrying boxes back and forth while the two conversed behind you. Marco then left and you noticed Jean was still behind you. It was quiet for a while, but then he decided to break the ice.

“Y/n…” you don’t respond and eventually, it gets on his nerves. 

“Y/n...L/n,” his tone got more aggressive. He then snapped and started yelling.

“Y/n...Why won’t you talk to me dammit!? I don’t understand why you’re doing this, and exactly as to when you’ll stop!! You’ve been avoiding everyone, me especially! Last time I checked, I didn’t do anything, so why are you avoiding me?” 

He took a deep breath as you continued to keep your mouth shut. Gosh was he getting on your nerves. You just needed time alone until Bertholdt gave you the clear, or anything for the matter. He hasn’t talked to you ever since, and you haven’t interacted with the other two (worried something might have happened). You continued doing your job. 

“Seriously!? Y/N TALK TO ME!” 

You looked at him intensely, straight in the eye. Before you could say anything, you heard a large explosion from a far. Though it didn’t sound close, it was close enough for you to hear. Out of reaction, you grabbed Jean’s arm and started running in the opposite direction. 

“Y-Y/n!? What are you-”

“Just trust me,” you barely got that out as the bells started ringing. 

‘But how?...titans?...how did they break the wall?....” you panicked yet tried keeping your composure. 

Although you did this, you could tell Jean knew your mind wasn’t in the best condition. Regardless, you brushed it off and tried looking for the other three. In the process, civilians ran towards the direction you both were headed. Many pushed, shoved, and trampled those in front. You almost lost Jean, but he had a tight grip around your hand. That touch comforted you in the midst of this chaos. 

“WE NEED AS MANY SOLDIERS AS WE CAN GET! FILL YOUR TANKS AND GET A MOVE ON!” 

Both you and Jean ran towards the supply ruote (HQ) preparing yourselves for what was yet to come. 

You ran inside to then see others in a hurry. Filling up tanks, blasting out, and panicking all at once. You saw Armin and Eren sitting together. Armin struggled while Eren scolded. You approached the two quickly and asked: 

“What exactly is happening?” 

“I saw the colossal,” Eren responded. 

‘Bertholdt?...what the hell…’ 

“He kicked down the entrance, and now titans are flooding. Quick, fill up your tanks to max capacity. And Armin, hurry, they need us.” 

‘How...just what was he thinking?’ you then were sectioned off into different groups, spreading from there. 

You and your team were off killing titans. So far, you were able to get three successfully, but sacrificed two people in the process. Annie had glided past you at one point, a sharp stare was given to her, yet she didn't acknowledge the exchange and went the other direction. You felt frustrated not knowing as to why Bertholdt would do such a thing, but knowing she knew, made you outraged. 

Being so caught in thought, your gear then stopped working. You had to stop at a rooftop. You struggled while trying to untangle your wires, along with fixing the controls. The stress was really seeping in (which wasn’t helping). You then saw a titan approaching. It was a slower one, yet, it approached with long strides. You started to lose your composure, was this where you would also lose your life? 

You then thought about what Bertholdt said.

“Whatever you do, don’t get killed. Stay alive, and alert. Stick with Jean, Eren, Mikasa. Anyone for the matter...okay?” 

You looked around to see everyone soaring the other direction. Some gave you empathetic looks, but that was about it. No one was going to save you, and here you were left...alone. You sat there helplessly. There was no way you were going to fix your gear in time. 

“Sorry Bertholdt...I guess I’m going to break my promise-” 

Right before the titan got its hands on you, Jean swooped in and grabbed you. Your eyes widened as it almost caught his wire. Luckily, he was able to pull out a lot faster and dogged the attack. You then looked at him as he clung onto you. A couple others behind him sliced the titans' nape, giving you both time to escape. 

While you both were in the air, he helped adjust your gear correctly. He was now dragging you. Once things were fixed, you both swung side by side. He seemed very frustrated, and started yelling yet again. 

“You were struggling with controlling the wires and controls!? Y/n, that’s basic training!! How could you struggle with that in this scenario?! I’ve taught you so many times-” he then looked to see you...crying. 

Tears flowed down the side of your cheeks while you whimpered. The thought of death scared you, but the thought of him dying also...was too much to bear. If he was even a second late, he would’ve died along with you. What would you have done then, nothing. Because you wouldn’t have been able to. He was right, this was basic training, yet you failed to even complete that. No wonder why Bertholdt told you to stick with others. You thought you could get through things yourself, yet this event proved you wrong. 

You felt him put an arm around you, guiding you to a reserved building. He wrapped his arms around you as he exhaled deeply. You could feel him quiver as your face was buried in his shoulder. He sighed and ran his hand down your head to your back. 

“I’m sorry, I was being too brash. It’s just that...I could have lost you...you know? I’ve watched so many people die today, and I couldn’t imagine you being one of them,” you cried a lot harder now. Forget keeping your guard up, this was  a matter of life or death. And if that was the case, you wanted to do things according to your terms. 

You both stood there for a few minutes until you heard the others catch up. From there, he let go of you and then gave you his hand. 

“Come on, let’s go,” he grinned softly as you accepted the offer. Flying your way out. 

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After regrouping with everyone, Jean was then in charge of the brigade. Marco had ensured that his leadership would do them good, and so did you. Jean led you back to HQ. Some were lost during this action, but some had made it. After crashing into HQ, you could tell Jean was on edge. You wanted to console him, but before you could, you watched as he started telling off the other scouts there. 

“PEOPLE ARE DYING OUT THERE!”

“YOU COULDN’T DO YOUR JOB AND BRING OUT SUPPLIES!?” 

“THAT’S YOUR RESPONSIBILITY TO HANDLE!” 

Marco held him back as you watched him yell. You wanted to stop it, but he wasn’t wrong. If they had done their job, maybe less of you would’ve died. But instead here you were. Hundreds dead physically, and the other thousand mentally. 

While Jean was having his moment, you tried straightening yourself out. You saw Bertholdt, Reiner, and Annie standing at the other end of the room. You approached them in anger, only to be interrupted by titans. Ready to grab your blades, you then saw a berserk titan on the loose. The features of it were very distinct, which got you thinking. 

“No...that’s impossible…” you then looked at the others who seemed to have similar thoughts. 

You watched (along with others) as it took down titan after titan. With that being over, Armin came over plan ready and determined as ever. 

“Okay, so this is what we need to do.” 

You got in positions, gun ready, and watched as Jean, Miaksa, Sasha and the others positioned themselves. This was somewhat of a scary encounter, but you listened to Marco as he led the group (along with Armin). 

“FIRE!” you then heard gunshots coming from different directions, along with yours. 

You watched as one titan sprawled on the floor. It seemed as if someone had just killed it, which meant things didn't go according to plan. But that didn’t matter. As Long as you all were alive, that was good enough. You all started filling up your tanks yet again. You watched Marco and Jean have a little bonding moment. You thought it was sweet and decided to watch instead of intrude. 

Jean caught your stare and gave you a smile in return. You felt your cheeks flush a bit as you turned the other way, focusing on the task given. 

You’re sent out and continue fighting titans. You were able to get about one yourself while your team helped you with the others. Before you went, you watched as the berserk titan was covered in many other titans. 

‘That would only happen if...so I was right…’ you gazed as it ran towards another. 

The three in front of you stared intensely at the beast, probably having the same thoughts. While you four were tense, everyone watched as it took down another titan. Then, it tarnished into a corpse. You watched waiting to see who would come out of the cocoon, to see no other than… “Eren Jaegar.” 

You froze in place. Why, why him of all people? He already scared you enough, and now he had the founder. What the hell was this monstrosity? Your eyes widened to then hear Jean say: 

“So Eren...did all of this?...” 

Time Skip  

Eventually, you saw a crowd of cadets piled up. Curious, you went to see the commotion. It seemed as if most soldiers had given up for the cause, and you couldn’t help but empathize. You understand why they wanted to leave, but you, if not all, needed them to stay. You then heard a whistle from above, Commander Pixis looked down at each and everyone of you. 

He spoke for a good moment, to then introduce Eren. You could see his determination all the way from here. Rather than petrified, you felt discouraged. It would be a challenge to get the founder from such a feisty person, that is, if you even could. You then started to pay attention to what the commander was instructing. You had one of the two choices. 

Either work with your comrades on the walls, or go and distract titans within them (meaning, in the town itself). You decided to stay cautious, and helped from above. Although that’s what you decided, you knew the others would do differently. So you picked yourself up, got into formation, and did your best when fiending off the titans. 

Eventually, Eren was able to close off the exit. “History” was made, you would say. Your throat was parched as you felt overwhelmed with the feeling of relief. You made it, and so did the people surrounding you. You made it your business to find Jean and the others. You swung all around to then see them on the roofs. You pull Jean towards your direction, flying you both to a different area. The others watched you, but you could care less. 

He seemed very flustered, and was going to say something, but you didn’t give him the chance to. Instead, you quickly placed him in another compact, yet needed hug. You felt him relax and quickly do the same. You tightened your grip each time he moved, and smiled into his coat as you said the words: 

“We did it, we lived and saved the people we could,” he seemed like he had gone through a lot, but melted into your embrace as you both sat there, together. 

“Yeah...we did.” 

Clean up

You and Jean had parted just minutes ago. He claimed that he hadn’t seen Marco, so he wanted to go and look for him. You assured him things would be fine and he grinned. You let him go on his way, and you went yours. You had business to attend, remembering as to why this happened in the first place. You went up to Bertholdt and gripped his arm. He could tell you were furious and looked at the other two (and vice versa). 

“Okay...not here…” he whispered as you let go. 

“Okay well it better be somewhere!” 

Reiner directed you three towards an empty place. You inhaled sharply as you clenched your fists. 

“First of all, what the hell was that Bertholdt? I hear the bell to then be told the ‘Colossal Titan’ was seen. Why was I not told about this? You guys killed so many of our comrades in the process-” 

“Y/n, define ours. If anything, they sound like yours,” Reiner said as you walked up to him. You could care less at this point, as you scowled: 

“You know damn well you think differently. Stick your act up your ass when I’m not here, but as of right now, you better give the explanation I want.”  

You take a step back as Reiner stares to the side. Your anger was not something to trigger, and you made sure to display that. He sat there for what seemed like hours, as you did the same. You thought a little during this time. 

‘Wait...maybe they...maybe they wanted me dead? What else could be the reason for such actions?...’ you then looked at Reiner. Although you decided not to confront your thoughts, they didn’t confirm anything either. That was until reiner started blurting out nonsense. 

“It was last minute.”

‘If that were the case, why did Bertholdt warn me in advance?’

“We didn’t want to burden you.” 

‘Liar...you didn’t want to tell me...but why?’

“What matters is that you’re alive.” 

‘But you wanted me dead.’ 

Bad Eldians, good ones...could you even classify them as good Eldians at this point. But even worse, could you even say you were one? You knew of the warriors and their titans all along, the original plans taking place, yet here you were defending those you were “against.” At this point, you weren’t even sure where your priorities stood, and you knew too well for a fact that the three others didn’t as well. 

“Look, next time we’ll be sure to let you in. Don’t take it the wrong way...okay? We care about you, and we did what we thought was best. Now, let's help clean up.” 

He started to walk away as Bertholdt followed. You watch Bertholdt look back to then stare at Annie. You felt bad for the ordeal he was in since she walked elsewhere. But then, you felt even more sorry for yourself and the situation you were put in. 

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#jean x reader #jean kirschstein #jean #jean kirschtein x reader #jean x you #jean x y/n #jean kirschtien #jean x female reader #jean angst #one of us #chapter three #series #horse boi #aot x y/n #aot #attack on titan x you #attack on titan #kirschtein #jean kirschtein x you #angst with fluff

[aj-writes-here]

Second chapter of Ineffable is done! The ideas for this fic keep flowing and I’m quite happy, still, I'm a bit insecure because I have no idea if you like how it is turning😂 So if you have any feedback that would be cool. Have a good night! 💕

Serie's Summary: Tomioka Giyu found you on a mountain, no memories at all. After training for years, you managed to become a pillar, a Hashira, but still... You wanted answers, is there someone looking for you? Is someone waiting for you at home? Deciding to find the answers, you start a journey to seek the truth... But that didn't happen. The ship crashed and you ended on land where giant creatures roamed the earth, Titans. That's how they're called. Maybe Captain Levi Ackerman can help you survive, maybe you are going to hate each other, or maybe you can found love in each other. 

Ineffable [Chapter Two: A Stranger in a Strange Land]

''I have fought against demons, I know how to use my sword and I'm strong'' She said, looking at the giant things at the distance ''But... None of them had been this tall.'' Glupping hard, her plan suddenly made her doubt ''And why the hell I'm talking with myself.''

Crazy. That's how she felt. Those things could step on her and make her part of the ground, or they could eat her. But a sure thing was that dialogue was not an option since they didn't seem smart, or rational. Maybe if I move slow, she thought. Did it matter? Her life? No one would miss her, and no one would ever know she died.

But to achieve things, sacrifices have to be made.

Tightening her fist on her sword, she started moving. Slowly, quietly and keeping as far as possible from those creatures. What if they see her? She would have to fight, that's the only way. But it was going to be hard, figuring out a weak spot, their methods, was she even going to have time to think? Damn it. Inhaling for long seconds to calm down, she moved quietly and behind a tree, there was no time to ideal something, to think about a plan b. If they attack her, she would have to go for their heads. It never fails. At least with demons, it worked that way.

She was strong, fast, agile, and most important her sword was made to cut almost everything, it shouldn't be hard.

y/n had been walking until she forgot how much time it had been, the shiny sun was more orange by the time, and it felt way much heavier on her back, it must have been hours off walking dehydrated, injured, and lost. There was a moment when there were no giants to be seen, but that didn't make her lose her attention, they could pop out of nowhere, and as she had no idea what those things were it was better to stay alert all the time. Her mouth was dry, the pair of broken ribs didn't make it easier, even breathing was becoming a complicated task. The blood that had run down her forehead was dry and uncomfortable as hell, but she kept walking. At some point, she had to find someone, right? 

And she did.

Her facial expression went from tired to shock, gripping her sword in a natural reflex when she saw two of those things running to her direction. One of them must have been somewhere around six meters, or so she calculated. The other one? Smaller, three, maybe two meters.

Think fast, goddammit, you said to yourself.

Their head was the goal, cut the head and they will be gone. At least that was the logical thought. What if the lower creature was used as a ladder get to the taller one and in that way, she could jump down to the back of the smallest. Yes, that was it.

When the distance from the massive object and courage were together she did it. She ran towards the beast, and when the taller one tried to grab her she used his arm to run tall the way up, avoiding the other arm that was trying to catch her.

y/n flinched in pain, her ribs were only hurting her more and more. Once on the shoulder, she made sure she stayed away from his side and recklessly she used a big lock of its hair to hold on and use it as if it were a vine to reach the back of his ahead, if she moved fast enough and out of the giant sight she could have a chance.

''Second form, water wheel''

She whispered to herself, and right after she jumped away from the body and spun on her axis cutting the nape of the creature, and even more. It was a big cut, opened perfectly. Everything was happening so fast, but even in that speeded motion, she could notice the creature ceased its attacks. It had worked.

When the body was falling she jumped to the back of the smaller one, the hair was shorter so she couldn't use it, that's why she had jumped right on his shoulders. Second form, she thought again and repeated her movements. And it worked again.

But not everything could be happiness. y/n landed hard on her feet, and she could tell something was sprained. She wiped the blood that fell on her face while trying to recover her breath. What the hell did she just do? She had killed them, but if she had to take another one, she was not going to be able to do so. A knee fell to the ground when the pain on her rib cage was almost unbearable, and she stood there for a couple of seconds, processing everything. She had to keep going. Even though it hurt.

Using the katana as support, y/n kept walking. Blood running down her forehead, her vision getting cloudier and cloudier, and the steps were taking much more time than the one previous the fight. Clenching her teeth as if it helped to forget the pain, she looked back. The giant bodies still on her sight range, was she really moved that little? It felt like hours, but she was tired. And sleeping was a good idea. Great, now visions had started. There, on the horizon, she could see horses galloping her way, and y/n could swear she heard voices shouting. She scoffed at her own idea, falling on her knees, her torso following right after.

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''Captain! Two on the front!'' Sasha shouted. He was about saying something else when they all stood in shock.

Contrasting with the orange sky, it was easy to notice the silhouettes on the horizon, and then it happened. At the distance, the soldiers that were on the first line could see it. Someone using the hair of the titan as a vine, and after, the titan collapsing to the floor. Dead.

They just rushed their horses, it was a person, and it could be in danger. But before they could reach the spot where the dead titans were, someone found something. The Captain ordered almost half of the cadets to look the perimeter as Hanji got closer to the body and a curious Armin trying to see what was happening.

''Yo, Levi. Come check this'' Hanji said, getting down her horse.

''What the fuck is this'' He looked almost in disgust at the unconscious body.

''Who'' The scientist corrected him. ''How did she get here?'' 

''No idea, but she's not from inside the walls. Look at her clothes'' kneeling to look closer, Hanji analyzed the dirty haori.

''Oi, Hanji. She could be pretending, watch out'' 

''She's barely breathing'' she was sure at the moment she had laid her hand on her back. ''I've never seen anything like this. Do you understand the meaning of this, Levi?

''Tch, don't create scenarios, shitty glasses. Maybe she did that herself'' Levi maintained his distance from the body while looking at her particular clothing, then looking at the titans.

''Did she... Did she do that?'' Hanji said as standing up, her eyes looking the same as Levi. It was hard to believe and comprehend.

''Apparently'' He walked towards the katana and took a piece of cloth out of his pocket so he could grab the sword by the handle, looking at the blood. ''Oi, bring a cart'' The black haired man shouted. ''You better prepare a good explanation to eyebrows.'' 

''He'd be as curious as I am, she is going to go through the biggest interrogatory of her life.''

''If she survives.''

Some soldiers placed the body on the cart, but the katana stood with Levi, he didn't know who the hell you were, and of course he was not going to trust someone in a deplorable state.

The cadets looked at the stranger, some stares were concerned, others were curious and others were afraid. The appearance of a body in the middle of nowhere with weird clothing meant only one thing for some. There was more outside the walls. At least, it was only Levi's new squad the one that went to that expedition, and if she was not from there, it was something they would have to keep as a secret among the squad members and Erwin. If someone knew she came from outside the walls... There will be chaos.

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Her head and body felt like steel, but her back felt somehow comfortable. Opening her eyes slowly, y/n find herself in a dark place, only a couple of candles were creating light. She sat on the bed, looking at her body. Her entire torso was bandaged, and some stains of blood glittered among the white. Still, she felt covered in dirt and dried blood, she use a hand to touch her face, it felt dry as the dessert. Fuck, could she ask someone for a shower? Looking around she could see it was a cage, pretty much like a prison. It took a while before her eyes could adjust to the sight, she laid a hand on her head trying to remember. And she did, the giant creatures, the horses on the horizon, the sunset. Before you could even say something, a voice finished waking you up.

''Ah, welcome to the Survey Corps head quartes! I'm Squad Leader Hanji Zoe'' you tried to move back but it was it, the wall was right there. The four eyed woman's face was almost in between the bars of the cell. ''Care to tell us who you are and where you're from?'' She asked enthusiastically, but it was also possible to sense a bit of threat.

''I'm... y/n'' that's all that came from her mouth, Hanji was about to say something but she was stopped.

''Let her breath, I bet she can't remember shit. Oi, brat.'' He said, his back leaned against the wall in front of your cell ''You are not leaving this beautiful place until you speak, so you better think fast''

Those were his words before leaving, calling Hanji as well. Another man was standing in front of her cell, a guard, she thought.

So the image she saw was real... They saved her life but she was also trapped there. She looked to the side and grabbed the glass of water, taking a short sip.

Levi and Hanji headed to Erwin's office, he had to be aware of it, so a meeting was arranged to explain the situation and to decide what to do next. Something had to be done about it, but the question that was in her head was... How much did she have to say?

#levi ackerman imagines #levi ackerman #attack on titan imagine #attack on titan

[yodawgiherd]

With a blast

Rating: T

>>>Read on AO3<<<

Wandering aimlessly around your own gym, what a great way to spend time. Levi pinched the bridge of his nose, scowling at the clock on the wall. He still had plenty of time before his dreaded meeting with Petra, but he had no idea how to spend it. It surely didn’t help that he couldn’t even sleep at night, endlessly rolling around in his bed while the night ticked away by seconds. Why was he even so stressed in the first place? Their talk went, well, okay, he guessed, and Petra didn’t seem to hate him, which was also much better than he expected. But the uneasiness from his stomach didn’t disappear, and the fact that he was supposed to meet her, in just a few hours, didn’t make him any more relaxed. Lately, all he did was walking on fucking needles, now that he thought about it. Living the life.

Before he realized it, Levi’s unplanned route took him to the punching bag, which was currently mercilessly abused by no one else but his sister. Stopping in his tracks, he leaned on the wall, watching her go through her forms, fluidly flowing from one to another. Levi would never be caught saying it, but he liked the way she moved, fast enough to make herself look like a blur. He truly didn’t envy the opponents she was facing in the ring. With a last punch that sent the bag reeling, she pulled back, apparently finished with the set, and grabbing a towel she started drying the sweat from her face. Maybe he could ask her for her opinion, she was a woman, right? That meant that whatever her perception was, it was surely closer to Petra’s than his own. To alert Mikasa to his presence, Levi cleared his throat, watching her turn around to face him, her grey eyes confused.

“Hey,”, she began, “what’s up?”

“Nothing.”, he shrugged, shifting against the wall to look more casual, “Just wanted to ask if you’re all right, that’s it.”

“Well, I’m fine,”, Mikasa gestured to the bag, “just training.”

“Right.”

“Yup.”

Levi cleared his throat again, a bit at loss of words.

“Sooo, how’s Eren?”, he asked to buy some time, trying to figure out how to broach the whole Petra subject without her catching wind of how desperate he felt.

“You want to know how Eren’s doing?”

“What’s so surprising about that.”

“Nothing.”, a sly grin appeared on her face, “Just that you’ve never shown much interest in who I dated before, that’s all.”

“To be fair, you’ve never dated anyone before this guy, ever. So why don’t you just tell me?”

Even with the burn, which was pretty damn good in Levi’s opinion, the grin didn’t disappear from her lips.

“Since you are so eager, I’ll have you know that everything is amazing between us. Although…”, her expression became a bit uncertain, and she shuffled on the spot, “he’s just always tired lately.”

“You drain him so much?”

“Tsk, of course not,”, Mikasa frowned at her brother, “I don’t even get the chance to. It’s work, he’s always there lately, and just comes home to collapse, that’s it.”

“Maybe you should take his mind off it then.”

“You think so?”, with a thoughtful expression, she tapped her chin. “Maybe you are right, I should do…. something.”

“Let me just stop you here, I don’t want to hear any details.”

Levi wasn’t stupid, he knew that Mikasa and Eren were in a romantic relationship, which meant that they did certain things together, but still. There were certain scenarios you didn’t want to imagine your little sister in. For her part, Mikasa seemed to be lost in her imagination with a faint smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Fuck, now he gave her ideas, and he still had to ask her for her opinion on the Petra meeting.

“Hey, brat, there’s something else.”

“Hm?”, she woke from her daydreaming, focusing her attention back at Levi, at least for the time being.

“I… Uhm…”, fuck, this was complicated. Mikasa had completely no idea who Petra even was! He had to be non-specific but tell her enough that she understands his predicament. Here goes nothing.

“There’s someone I’m meeting after work. A friend.”

“Okay….”, she obviously expected him to continue. God damn it.

“I haven’t seen her for…. years really, and I’m kinda hoping that we can reconnect and shit.”

“What’s the problem?”

He wasn’t doing the best job of explaining his situation to her, that was for sure.

“Look, we’ve been close, like really close, back then, and I just picked up and left one day. It’s awkward.”

“Ooh I get it. It’s someone from college right?”

The girl caught up fast, had to give her credit for that. Swallowing the lump in his throat, Levi nodded.

“Hmmm, all right, I think I understand. There was someone special for you, back then, and because you have no idea how to say goodbye, you just disappeared with no explanation. And now, years later, you two met again, and you have no idea how she feels about you.”

“I mean…yes…. that’s actually rather accurate summary.”

Once again thoughtful, Mikasa picked up her water bottle, taking a few short sips while the gears turned inside her head. She tried putting herself into the shoes of this mysterious “someone”, doing her best to understand how she could feel if a good friend of hers just left, out of the blue, no warning given. She would feel sad, that was for sure. Betrayed, maybe, angry, disappointed, bitter. Meeting the one who left her, after a long time passed, would she forgive him? Depends if the reason why he left her in the first place was serious, she guessed. Complicated issue in any case.

“I know that this is going to sound very basic, but I’d suggest that you just go on the date and…”

“It’s not a date.”, Levi interrupted her swiftly, flustered.

“Meeting then, whatever. Go there, see what she says, see how you feel. I don’t think that there is much to say, other than that.”

Thanks for nothing, Levi frowned, aren’t women supposed to understand each other or some shit?

“All right, I’ll do that.”, he said out loud, turning to leave. “And Mikasa? When you do your little distracting, try to go easy on Eren. You don’t want to break him, do you?”

The smile she had right now was outright dangerous.

“I’m not promising anything.”, she teased, going back to the punching bag. Levi watched for a time, seeing her ponytail bounce in synch with her movements, the training leather creaking underneath her fists. Whatever he unleashed, he hoped that Eren would handle it, somehow.

Poor man.

Theoretically speaking, Sasha had a good plan. At the start, she even considered getting a whiteboard and pinning the photos of her suspects at it, the way police does it, but then she realized that she didn’t even have Gabi’s picture, not to mention that Connie would probably question her behavior. She winced a bit. No need for that, their relationship was already slowly sinking. And it was her fault, because this stupid secrecy was eating her, inside out, and Connie only wanted to help, but for some reason, she just couldn’t let him. Call it stubbornness, or a need to prove herself, to prove that even crippled, she can do things on her own, without anyone’s assistance.

With no board to call her own, she drew a picture in her head instead, trying to logically determine where Gabi could be hiding. She was obviously homeless, so searching for a home would be rather counter-productive, but there were places that those people flocked to. The biggest hub, from her research, was a soup kitchen few blocks away, which drew in rather large crowd, especially in winter. Not seeing any point in sitting around, she wheeled herself past Connie, who didn’t even ask her where she was going. He knew that she wouldn’t tell him anyway. Still, his apathy left a dull feeling in her chest.

Once she got to the place she needed to scout, she was almost immediately overwhelmed by the sheer number of faces. So many, and she was supposed to find one young girl? Here? There was no way Sasha could do that on her own. Carefully navigating through the people, she searched for someone, anyone, who looked like he belonged, and could point her the right way. Reaching the counter, she noticed several volunteers wearing matching aprons, handing out food. As she neared it, she was noticed by a man of short stature and blond hair, whose kind face reminded her little bit of Armin.

“Newcomer?”, he asked, but before Sasha could answer he was already handing her a generous portion of the soup, which she declined with a raised hand.

“No, thank you, but I’m not homeless.”

“That’s all right.”, he shrugged, “You can still eat.”

“I didn’t come here because of that.”

Seemingly not giving her refusal much thought, the volunteer gave the bowl to the next person in line, working on another one right after.

“I need to ask you something.”, she pressed on, getting his attention back.

Hands not stopping in their movements, he gave her a nod.

“Shoot.”

From the way he moved around food, with practiced easiness, hinted that he most likely worked in a restaurant, when he wasn’t volunteering here. Chef? Or a waiter?

“I’m looking for a girl.”, she started, only to be interrupted by his short laugh.

“Who isn’t.”, with a wink, he handed another soup out, stirring the pot.

Sasha had to fight the urge to roll her eyes. Normally, she loved jokes, but right now she really wasn’t in the mood.

“A young girl, about twelve or thirteen years? She wears ripped clothing, has a haunted expression on her face. Her name was Gabi.”

“People don’t really introduce themselves when they come in here.”, the cook pointed out, “And you’ve just described about ten percent of the people that come here.”

He was right, she had to try harder.

“Black medium-length hair, small stature, dark wide eyes. Uhm…”, in her mind Sasha made a mental picture of Gabi, trying to remember all the little details, “There was a boy with her, also short and young. He had light shaggy hair, and bright eyes for a change.”

That seemed to remind him of something. Slowly, he put the ladle down, watching Sasha over the counter.

“Tell me, lady, what should I call you?”

“And here I thought people don’t introduce themselves when they come here.”, she met his eyes, unwavering, “Why do you want to know my name?”

“Fair point well made.”, he agreed, smiling, “To keep it even then, I’ll you my name first.”, reaching out, he offered her his hand. “I’m Niccolo.”

She took it, feeling his warm palm in hers.

“Sasha. And now that we have this touching introduction out of the way, can you tell me if you’ve seen the girl?”

“Haven’t seen her.”, he answered, letting go of her and grabbing the ladle again, the smile not leaving his face. “But I know some people we could talk to after I finish my shift?”

He let the suggestion hang in the air. Well, he was her best and only lead, wasn’t he? And if he wasn’t willing to talk now, what else could Sasha do? She sighed.

“What time do you get off?”

In his life, Armin couldn’t remember a more menacing looking building than Annie’s house. Watching it from across the street, his heartbeat quickened just from seeing the sunlight reflect from the windows. But it was cold, and he was tired of waiting, so with a last deep breath, Armin crossed the distance, knocking on the door with a fist he willed not to shake. There was some stirring inside the house, so he took a step back, waiting. It took a suspiciously long time, but in the end the door creaked open to reveal an old man’s face. It was obviously her father, and because they’ve seen each other just once before, Armin was rather sure that he would not be remembered.

“Hello, my name is…”

“Armin, right?”

Oh, so he remembered?

“Yes sir, Armin. I was just wondering, is Annie here? I’d like to talk to her.”

“She didn’t tell you?”, the old man looked genuinely surprised, maybe even a bit embarrassed, “I’m sorry, but Annie’s gone.”

“Gone?”

“She flew back to Europe, as soon as the doctors took the cast from her hand. I really thought that she let you know, son.”

“Oh I….”, what exactly was he supposed to say? How should he react? “When is she coming back?”

“I have no idea. She said that she’ll come back when she’ll feel like it.”

“O-Okay, I guess.”, Hitch said that this might happen, but still, knowing it for sure. It stung. He took a step back. “I should go.”

“Armin, wait!”

Ignoring the call, Armin turned on his heel, walking away at a brisk pace, leaving Annie’s father standing in the doorway.

It was fair to say that Eren and Ymir carried the hospital during the holiday rush. After spending most of the New Year’s Eve party sleeping on Mikasa’s legs, Eren went to work right the next day, joining Ymir in their quest to treat the unending waves of patients. And together, they somehow handled it. The price was their sleep, their sanity, and basically all the time they had, but luckily, it didn’t go unnoticed. As a reward for their hard work, Erwin gave them both a day off, so now, driving home, Eren could look forward to a long sleep and a day filled with relaxation after. Honestly, he couldn’t wait. Pulling into the driveway, he parked next to Mikasa’s motorbike, locking his car before the short walk through the cold and into their house. It was dark inside, dark enough for him to question if she was perhaps still at the gym, which would be weird considering that it was rather late. But then, he noticed the faint glow of a candlelight form the table, and when his eyes adapted to the decreased brightness, Eren saw something waiting for him, something that made his jaw drop.

“Welcome home, master.”

[momtaku]

not the same anon but i also have a culture question. In regards to the poll discourse (lol), I'm not saying people can't post salt or that people reading said salt can't respond to it. my question is, is it really that serious? like really. it genuinely baffles me. it's the same thing with ship hate or sending mean anon messages. does this plague people so severely they have to pick fights with others on the internet over it? why does fandom have this effect on people? psychologically speaking.

I’ve learned a lot about fandom culture this week from the poll discourse. The most important being that yes, it is serious.  After having many conversations, some comforting some damning, I think I want to address this.

First things first, if you read this post, read it closely. Think about it. Do not have a knee jerk reaction to it. And for the love of all things good in this world, DO NOT SEND HATE TO THE OP.

It’s going to be a long post, so consider these conditions seriously. If you agree, by all means, read on…

I was baffled by the poll post as well. I’ve been doing a monthly poll since chapter 87. That’s a year and a half and more time and energy than I care to admit. In my mind it was something like the Reddit SnK Status Chart, something cheeky, fun, off color at times, but a monthly highlight and tradition that many fans enjoy.

Fact 1: I was successful in this. The vast majority have loved the poll and appreciate the time and effort that has gone into it. It’s a monthly highlight for many people. Fact 2: The bulk of poll respondents are from reddit and discord servers where I am a nobody.Fact 3: It has alienated and angered some people. The OP being one of those people but she is not alone.

I’m going to link to the OP post via a reblog that best expresses how I feel about it. It will save me from addressing each and every point of it. 

Let me add that while the original post blasts the poll, I know that the poll is not the real issue in it. The OPs feelings are rooted in a character debate that has nothing to do with me or my poll.

Was the OP wrong to write this post and tag it as Eruri? A friend of mine likened it to wrapping herself in raw meat and throwing herself into a pack of wolves. 

Did she have the right to do it? Sure.

Right or wrong, does it speak to a larger issue of fandom culture? Yes. And that’s what I want to talk about.

Let me get this over with as well. I was hurt. I was angry. Hell, I created a room in my discord server called “pet me feed me love me” because I selfishly and humanly needed some unconditional love and support from long time friends who were not a part of the eruri fandom. 

Fact 1: I have gotten a huge amount of love and support over this from all corners of the fandom. I am blessed to have the friends I do.Fact 2: If you send me support I will read it and appreciate it but if it is anon I will probably not reply to it because I don’t want to feed this debate further.Fact 3:  If you send anon hate or any hate at all to the OP you are making her life worse, my life worse, and further cementing the fandom culture thing that this post exposed me to. It is this:

“Cool blogs” can influence a fandom and alienate people who do not find such bloggers cool.

This is the fandom culture phenomenon that I was made aware of through the poll discourse. @valisi-clark‘s reblog addresses the nuts and bolts of that concept and provides many good thoughts about it. 

While not true of me, the fact remains that fandom gatekeepers, overlords and BNFs do exist and some use their power in a harmful way. That is a conversation for another day.

Fact 1: I am considered a big name fan in the snk fandom.Fact 2: This didn’t happen through coercion or voodoo. People like and respect me because I am friendly and reasonable and put a lot of time into the community. Fact 3: While I have not seen it, I have been told that the OP is getting hate because of my BNF status.

A friend of mine told me this recently:

“there’s a lot of emotional content in what you write–since you write in a friendly and casual way–and so there’s a sense of you being, well, fandom’s mom. or a figure a little bit like that.

This was part of a conversation about “parasocial relationships” which is not exactly related to this, but maybe speaks to the need of people who feel the need to defend me.

Defending me is humanly understandable. When my friends are unfairly targeted, I too see red. My first instinct is to eviscerate the person who has hurt someone I love. But whether op was right or wrong, whether such a reaction is human or not, sending hate over something like this is not ok. It only serves to further emphasize the perception that BNFs do exist, that challenging them is “brave”, and that having an opinion contrary to them can be isolating and make you the target of fandom bullies and minions of the BNF.

What I am personally struggling with at this moment of my fandom existence is how do I express my thoughts but not influence the conversation in such a way that it hurts people.

Fact 1: I can’t. Perception is as powerful as reality.Fact 2: I have tried so very hard for this exact scenario not to happen.Fact 3: It has happened. 

I’ve been aware of my status and influence in the fandom since my summer hiatus. While not perfect, I’ve tried to use it for good. As one dear friend put it:

Yeah, you’re popular. You’re a BNF. But you’re a fucking person first, and the responsibilities of the former have made you neglect the latter….in my respectful opinion. and now I have pizza to eat so typing is hard

(side note: this need of mine to make people happy, while a nice quality in general, and how it relates to the time I spend of tumblr is something I should probably explore at a later date  👀 I’m gonna drop this post on Obsession and Fandom into the “things to think about” category as well.)

 I love this fandom and wanted to do my part to make it a happier place. I feel like was largely successful in that but let me quote the vast wisdom of Armin Alert, because this is an snk blog after all.

Meta writers can be mistaken as authorities. The reality is that some people take my posts as gospel truth. There exist people who believe, “well momtaku said this and she is respected so she must be correct. If I feel differently I must be wrong.” There also exist people who see things differently than me and feel isolated by it.

Fact 1: THIS IS TERRIFYING.Fact 2: I can’t stop it from happening.

So the decision is now how to live with it. Can I accept that my posts and my fandom contributions can serve (have served?) to hurt and alienate some people? I don’t know. It’s weighing heavy on my mind.

I’m stopping here. I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired of writing or if I’ve said what I want to say. I will address the existence of the poll at some point. I have two weeks to decide about that.

Thank you for reading this!

#Anonymous #chatting with friends #snk polls #snk poll #fandom culture #welp here goes nothing #you'd think I'd understand that you cant please everyone at this point in my life #why this is news to me now is funny #but not pleasing people is different than actively hurting them #whether its 1 or 100 people I am hurting people #despite my intent not to #and thus is the nature of fandom

[jordanjaeger]

Master List

~ = NSFW!!!

Eren Jaeger

Headcanons

Modern AU ~

Birthday Treatment

Scenarios

The Calm After the War

Special Day ~

Mikasa Ackerman

Headcanons

Modern AU

Armin Alert

Headcanons

Modern AU

Dominant Armin Alert ~

Jean Kirstein

Headcanons

Modern AU

Scenarios

Messy Mess Hall ~

You Smoke Now?

Marco Bott

Scenarios

Confessions

Confessions Part 2 ~

Reassurance

Eternal Love

Supply Closets ~

For You

Reiner Braun

Headcanons

Modern AU

Mike and Reiner’s Kids’ First Day at Preschool

Bertolt Hoover

Scenarios

One Step Closer ~

Historia Reiss

Headcanons

Modern AU

Sasha Blouse

Headcanons

Modern AU

Erwin Smith

Headcanons

Modern AU

Levi Ackerman

Headcanons

Modern AU ~

Tsundere S/O

Mike Zacharias

Heacanons

Modern AU

Mike and Reiner’s First Day at Preschool

NSFW ~

Scenarios

Survival of the Promise

Hange Zoë

Headcanons

Canonverse

Modern AU

Mommy Hange Zoë

Jealousy

S/O Giving Hangë a Striptease

Moblit Berner

Headcanons

Modern AU

Daddy Moblit Berner

Nanaba

Modern AU

Porco Galliard

Scenarios

Plan B ~

I Deserve Happiness, Too

First Kiss Forgiveness

Domination ~

Open Letter

Give It Up. She’s Mine.

The Vets

Headcanons

The Vets at the Dentist

Special Operations Squad

Headcanons

Special Operations Squad as Parents

The Warriors

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Mein Teil: How an Internet Cannibal Inspired a Song

When it comes to controversy, Rammstein is no stranger. The German industrial metal band, who is actually more popular in the US than in Germany, has had a wide variety of songs that often cover dark subject matter as well as equally controversial videos to go along with them. From accusations of supporting Germany's dark history of Hitler's regime (they don't, by the way), to just general offense for the amount of nudity and sexual content they sometimes include in their videos, they tend to be an easy target for moral outrage. One of the difficult things about Rammstein is even if you get past the language barrier (assuming you're like me and are not fluent in German), there are times when, even translated, their songs can be interpreted in a number of ways leaving behind more questions than answers. And maybe that's the point, to force you to think, analyze, and draw your own conclusions. A lot of talented artists use this technique and forcing listeners to have to think is, in my opinion, one of the best contributions an artist can give to their audience.

There is, however, one particular song that is far more obvious in its subject matter and has a creepy story to go along with it. This is the true story behind "Mein Teil," which translates in English to, "My Part."

If you haven't heard this song, here's a link to the audio if you'd like to give it a listen first.

The lyrics of the song are through the eyes of a man who is willingly offering his body to a cannibal to be eaten:

"Heute treff' ich einen Herrn- Today I will meet a gentleman, Der hat mich zum Fressen gern- He likes me so much he could eat me up Weiche Teile und auch harte- Soft parts and even hard ones stehen auf der Speisekarte- Are on the menu..."

The song goes on with the willing victim describing the pride he's taking in the act and how happy he is just to be a part of it. There's also a line suggesting that he's being allowed a taste of himself and that he's enjoying it. As messed up as the scenario sounds, the idea wasn't just pulled out of thin air with the intention to shock for the sake of shock. This was actually a true story that did take place in Germany, and it all started with a disturbing ad posted on the internet.

Our story begins in 2001, when an ad was posted to a website called the Cannibal Cafe. The website, now defunct, was dedicated to those with a fetish for cannibalism and its users would either discuss their desire to indulge in eating another human, or share their stories of doing so and what their experiences were like. While there are many sites like this that are completely fake and intended to frighten anyone who happens to stumble upon them, the Cannibal Cafe was not one of those sites. It was all too real. The site has been shut down but is readily available on the Wayback Machine for the morbidly curious.

It goes without saying the warning on this page is warranted.

One of the most surprising aspects of the sites was this was not a community hidden in the deep web. This was a surface web page and easily accessible to anyone who wanted to find it.

The ad that began it all was posted by a user named "Franky," and was titled, "Search for Young Boys." In broken English and various typos, the ad stated, "If you are between 18 and 30 y/o and have you a normal build body, than come to me, i will butchering and eating your fine flesh. Please mail me your age, High and Wigth, and if you can with a pic." As disturbing as the ad is, probably worse is the fact that several men responded to it, all of them offering up their bodies for Franky to fulfill their own fantasies of being devoured. After screening through several candidates (upwards of 200), Franky found what he was looking for and invited the willing victim into his home.

"Franky," turned out to be a 42-year-old man from Germany named Armin Meiwes, and the man who would ultimately become his meal was a 36-year-old man named Bernd Brandes. Brandes, who was also from Germany, suffered from depression and, upon finding Meiwes' ad, felt he would be the right fit for the job. They exchanged emails for over a month, discussing the arrangements before finally setting a date.

(Left: Armin Meiwes. Right: Bernd Brandes.)

On March 9th of 2001, the pair met up at Meiwes' farmhouse where Brandes was fed sleeping pills and liquid cold medicine. Meiwes then set up a camera to record everything that followed. The act began with Meiwes cutting off Brandes' penis and broiling it. Brandes, who was still conscious, asked if he could try some for himself and Meiwes served him a piece, only for Brandes to complain that the consistency was too chewy to eat.

After this, Meiwes placed Brandes in a warm bath to bleed out while he read for over three hours and waited. Eventually, Brandes attempted to get up multiple times but collapsed from the amount of blood loss, ultimately leading Meiwes to stab him in the throat. After butchering the body, preparing it, and eating his fill, Meiwes packed away the rest of the meat and stored it away to be consumed later. However, an online friend of his later discovered he was placing new ads for more victims and alerted the authorities.

Inside of Armin Meiwes' house where the act took place.

By the time he was investigated, Meiwes had already consumed over 44lbs of Brandes' flesh and willingly confessed to what he had done, even stating that Brandes had tasted exactly like pork. Authorities uncovered what remained of the body inside a freezer as well as the video that had recorded the entire act. The video itself has never been made public and likely never will be, though some of the jury, as well as the journalists who had to watch it, reported needing therapy after to cope with what they had seen. Screenshots have allegedly popped up online since then, but their validity is questionable to say the least.

On January 30th of 2004, Meiwes was convicted of manslaughter and sentenced to eight years in prison. However the prosecution appealed the conviction, stating that Brandes was not mentally sound, making him incapable to truly consenting to his killing, and that Meiwes should have been convicted of murder, not manslaughter. Meiwes underwent a retrail, this time receiving a murder conviction, and was sentenced to life in prison.

While criminal psychiatrists stated that Meiwes had a "schizoid personality," they found no signs of actual mental illness. Meiwes has since expressed his deep regret for the killing and claims he hopes to write an autobiography in order to encourage people like him to seek out help before it's too late. Reportedly, since his imprisonment, Meiwes has become a vegetarian.

When the members of Rammstein learned of this case and that there was an actual video taken of the crime, they wrote the song, "Mein Teil," and later hoped they could use footage from the tape to incorporate into their music video. Unsurprisingly, they were denied access which left them to their own devices. Ultimately, it led to them shooting a video in a warehouse where they were instructed to do whatever the director wanted, each not knowing what the other was doing, and having all of it eventually compiled into what became the music video. The end result is an even mixture of confusing and creepy:

Something worth noting about the video, the end scene where the band is being walked like a pack of dogs was likely inspired by a scene from the disturbing movie "Salo: The 120 Days of Sodom," in which the imprisoned victims of the film are forced to crawl naked, on all fours like dogs.

If you're wondering if you should see this movie, the answer is no. No you shouldn't.

Despite not being able to create the music video they would have liked, Rammstein has had live performances of the song that depict the subject matter a little more clearly. And, true to their style, it involves Flake doing something weird and Till having an excuse to use a flamethrower. It's definitely worth watching sheerly for the entertainment value and a way to lighten up this topic in general:

To add an extra layer of crazy to this story, Armin Meiwes attempted to sue the band, claiming they had no right to make a song about his story without his permission. As of writing this, there are no available details on the lawsuit, but given that the song and the music video have never been pulled, it's probably safe to assume it was either dropped or never made it to court.

For those interested, Rammstein has written other songs inspired by true stories that are well worth researching and I may cover another one in a future post. They are far from the only band out there to have done this, but this just happened to be one of my personal favorites.

Sources:

Profile: Cannibal Armin Meiwes: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/3443803.stm

German Cannibal Armin Meiwes: https://www.bizarrepedia.com/cannibal-armin-meiwes/

Armin Meiwes on Wikipedia: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armin_Meiwes

Manslaughter Verdict for Cannibal: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/3443293.stm

Rammstein Sued by German Cannibal: http://www.blabbermouth.net/news/rammstein-sued-by-german-cannibal/

Mein Teil (from the Rammstein Wiki): https://rammstein.fandom.com/wiki/Mein_Teil

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