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heliiacus · 1 day
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tags: armin x reader, cheating accusation, jealous armin, hurt reader, insecure armin, hurt/comfort, quick resolution
content warnings: cheating is mentioned! no actual cheating involved
When Armin, amidst his insecure emotions, says something he should not have, the both of you find the situation quickly escalating.
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The simple fact of the matter is that you simply can't expect how someone might react. You may try to, through delicate deliberation, or the catalogue of behaviours registered neatly within your memory, but there are days – plentiful ones – where it simply might not work.
Today is one of those days.
Here are the simple, rudimentary facts about your relationship with Armin Arlert. Your relationship is eleven months young. You tell him everything on your mind. He is a restless sleeper. You both hate Italian cuisine. You know that he tends to feel insecure, and he knows that you know.
Simple things. Predictable. Lovely, and easy, and fond within your heart.
You don't argue. You figure things out. You don't assume things.
And yet.
"I," you begin, your throat thick with confusion and, quite frankly, hurt. The two of you sit before one another, legs crossed and shoulders tense. He looks at you, eyes wide and vulnerable and upset, and he tries to shake it off, you can tell that he does, but he fails each time he attempts it. "Jean is a friend," you tell him calmly. "You know that."
It's not that he'd said it outright. He didn't accuse you much of anything. It's just the way he'd said it; eyes averted, dark with something pained and brimming at the corners, words muttered under his breath. And you were with Jean, of course, he'd told you then, or told himself, really, and that is when time pulled itself still.
You knew – and you do know, that he worries. That he is insecure. You just didn't; you wouldn't think–
His hands glide across his jaw, then sink deep into his hair. "I know," he says. "Of course I know. I’m sorry, I.."
It hurts you. He had implied little, but it was enough. That he could, in his own fear, think of you this way; this shallow, and low, and disloyal. You think, for a brief moment, to feel undignified; to feel angry, above all else – but you can't. You sit there, stock-still in your own vision of him, so small and helpless before you, eyes rimmed with red already, unshed tears filling, and you can feel, with a near physicality to it, your own priorities shifting rapidly.
You grasp at your phone blindly, afraid of taking your eyes off of him, and you reach out towards the man, now pale and stricken as he looks at you. It lands in his lap and lays there quite placidly, and then you both just stare at it, quiet in your own, respective ways.
It has no password – and he knows that. He has never been on it, or through it, really; save for the few times he'd had to check your gallery at your behest, or pick up a call when your hands were busy, or to order food when you were too lazy. He'd never gone deeper, not once, and you wonder now, in a spiral of your own, if he wishes that he had.
You wonder, then, if it will be enough. If it will soothe this bastardly fear out of him; if it will kick this fearful, scarred look within his face out to the curb and gone forever. You watch him now, as his gaze lay still upon your phone, and you wonder at how awfully pale he is. He looks sick. Your stomach twists.
He picks the phone up, and he hands it back to you. His hands shake. His eyes gaze into your own, unaverting and wavering.
"I don't need to," he murmurs, although his voice trembles slightly. The twisting shifts into your guts, spreading like a strange, suffocating vice.
"You don't think it will help?" You ask, and he, himself, looks nearly sick as he shakes his head at you; you watch, with this soft, all-present quiver in your chest, as he gnaws on his lower lip, looking for the words.
"I thought," he begins, gasping ever so gently in a lack of air, "that it would. For just a moment. But you– I don't think you're unfaithful, and I never did. You're not capable of it." He holds your gaze, the blue swimming in the pearlescent shift between his pooling tears. He looks, for this moment, as if he would say something more; as if he would be brave, and say it with his full chest, and take hold of it with a fierceness.
Instead his gaze falls, and his voice is quiet, and your heart thrums painfully at the sight. "It's not what I’m scared of," he tells you simply.
"Tell me then," you plead, your voice low, gentle in ways even you had not expected it to be. You reach for him; in a small gesture, featherlight, afraid of holding him in risk of spooking him like a skittish fawn – you lay your hand on his, and he turns his palm, the skin of his meeting yours in return. "Tell me what you're scared of."
"That you will leave," he admits to you then, unbridled and yet shaking, and quiet, and private. He looks not at you, but at the both of your palms, touching in an earnest. "That you will leave because I am inadequate," he continues, voice tremulant in his throat, "because I can't do enough for you."
Then he does, he does look up at you – silver tears breaking through the rim, rolling quietly down the slope of his cheeks, and you let go of his hand, you pull yourself forward, and his hands dig tight into the back of your shirt as you pull him to you.
"You stupid boy," you tell him in earnest, and he cries, apologies murmured into the skin of your throat. "Enough apologising," you plead with him quietly, hands stroking at his hair. "You did nothing wrong."
"But I–" he begins, voice weak and hiccupped, and you hush him as gentle as you can, holding onto him tightly; fervently.
"You are the best person I know," you interrupt him, taken with this ardent, terrible feeling in your chest; painful and hopeful, seizing your throat all at once. Your body threatens you, with what even you are unsure, but it pulls, and it pushes, and then all the words come out of you unrestrained and impassioned: "You are smart beyond what's good for you, and you're kinder than anyone ever has been to me, and you are good, Armin." You cling to him this way, holding back tears of your own, even as his own cry turns into a comforted whimper. You want to pull at him, you want to look him in the eye, but here, like this, you are afraid of it.
You do it still. You push away and you cradle his face in your hands, and you look at him, eyes red and cheeks tight, and he looks at you with this mercurial, defenceless expression and it has you breathless; it has you wondering, in a fit of delirious, desperate need, if it's too early to know that you will love him for the rest of your life.
"I’m not going anywhere," you tell him then, soft and breathless and so certain, and he must feel it, he must see something in it, for his own gaze softens, and his hands loosen, his desperate, needy hold growing demure and warm. "I’m not going anywhere," you tell him again, trying, somehow, to tell him what you really mean.
"Okay," he replies, chest rising, slowly; then falling. His lips part, words ready for you, and then his chest rises again. "I believe you."
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neiptune · 1 year
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aot boys x reacting to a dream where you die
a/n: inspired by @meowzfordayz and her wonderful hcs! got a bit carried away lol these are too long but i hope you enjoy anyway :)
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eren secretly freaks tf out but is too embarrassed to admit it. you wake up to the pressure of his hands not so subtly traveling across different parts of your belly and hips, the coolness of his fingertips on your bare skin making you shiver. “eren? what're you doing?” you ask, confused, your own hands closing around his wrists to delicately move them away. but he resists your push, his fingers stubbornly finding their way to the familiar albeit faded scar residing right above your hip bone. “sorry. didn't mean to wake you” his voice cracks, which is enough to prompt you to sit up. “tell me what's wrong” you take one of his hands and squeeze twice, your secret way to communicate that everything's fine. eren's big eyes search for signs of distress or pain in yours but all he finds is genuine concern and grogginess. he relaxes and weakly squeezes your hand right back. “bad dream. it's stupid, let's just go back to sleep” but of course you see right through his fake composure and pull him in for a hug, gently hushing the trembling exhale that tickles your neck as his arms close around you. “you're okay” he whispers to himself and you hum in confirmation, nodding against his shoulder. “i am. the only thing truly hurting me is your snoring”. he huffs at that, covertly thankful you're still there to give him a reason to roll his eyes
lol armin will not be there when you wake up in the middle of the night, senses alert bc of the unusually cold, empty spot next to you. he doesn't reply when you call him so you're forced to get up and explore the whole floor, bathroom to study, until you hear some muffled sniffling coming from downstairs and you rush to the living room, heart in your throat. “armin??? are you okay? what happened??” he's curled into himself on the couch but as he hears your voice he lifts his head, heavy groan crawling up from his throat because what the fuck, why are you awake? he hates hates hates the idea of you seeing him like this for the nth time, always so stupid and helpless now with tear stained cheeks too for something that's not even real. “nothing” his defensive tone startles you and he regrets it immediately, sigh heavy as he tiredly rubs his temples, a sign of surrender and vulnerability that draws you in until you're sitting next to him, warm hand closing on his knee. “what if i brew some tea? we still have some cookies left” you speak gently and his gaze softens, guilt already bubbling in the pit of his stomach. “it's 2am” “and?” “you have to work tomorrow” “and??”. so he ends up brewing the tea instead and you simply won't talk about what happened until the next morning, after a fair amount of the night before was spent sharing homemade peanut butter cookies with armin taking your hand to press gentle kisses to your wrist from time to time <3
oh my god jean 100% feels too stupid to mention it or letting a dumb dream upset him once he's awake and can physically see you and touch you as you're making breakfast together, he's also too proud to admit how horrible it felt to see your body get so rigid, your skin too cold, eyes void of their usual light. so he doesn't mention it. but you can tell something is off: he's more attentive than usual (when has he ever pushed you away from the toaster bc you might bet burned?) he's extremely touchy-feely (more than usual lol it's fine for him to have his arms wrapped around you as you're rinsing a fork but not letting go? not even allowing you to turn off the stove, at the expense of his precious eggs, now at risk of charring??) so of course your spider senses detect that something isn't quite right and you interrogate him over breakfast, just as he casually plays with your fingers and quite uncomfortably tries to eat with his left hand. “what d'you mean i'm being weird? that how you accept my unconditional love?” he has you rolling your eyes a number of times before he shrugs with a “had a nightmare last night, no biggie” “did something happen to me?” “yeah, no need to take the piss, i know it's dumb”. a fond smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you shrug as well. “wasn't gonna take the piss. if something happened to you in one of my dreams, i'd probably freak out” “oh thank god” jean forces you up from your chair in a split second and pulls you in the tightest hug in recorded history lol
well connie will definitely blurt it out and attempt to downplay it at the same time lmao don't even get me started you'll wake up and he'd be in the kitchen making coffee greeting you with something like “g'morning! btw i dreamed you died last night hahaha isn't that so stupid??? you were dead dead, like R.I.P you, right in my arms” and you're standing there like 🤨🤨🤨 “i'm glad you thought that was funny?” “so funny, i even cried a little when i woke up haha you were sleeping right next to me and i was tearing up like a dumbass omg did i mention how still you were???” his emotional responses are all sorts of fucked up tbh. connie doesn't always know how to react to things and unexpected situations and complicated feelings bc he's so used to being the cheerful comic relief but somewhere underneath all the sunshine he carries around there's actual fear. connie is actually scared, all the time. of the ocean, of loneliness, of losing those who are dear to him, of being too much and not nearly enough at the same time. he has his own ways of dealing with fear and they're not always ideal. so you delicately take the clutched phone from his hands and peck his lips once, twice, each kiss lasting longer than the former until he takes your face in his hands and just keeps it there, forehead resting on yours. “i'm here. and you're a stupid idiot for calling yourself a dumbass”. he chuckles at that, which makes you smile. “promise you'll stay alive long enough to call me a stupid idiot a million more times?” “yes, if you wash the dishes”
i mean of course levi is mad. lol. at himself, bc he was not able to protect you in his dream and at you bc where tf are you??? he's petrified sitting up in (a very much empty) bed, mentally gives himself 3 seconds before he allows irrational panic to kick in but thank fuck you flush the toilet 1,5 seconds later, wash your hands and come back to your shared bedroom to find the grumpy man you're in love with glaring daggers your way, scowl so deep you hesitate by the door, silently wondering what you did wrong. were you being so tossy and turny you woke him up? did you take more than your share of blankets? did you accidentally punch him in the face? (it has happened and he was surprisingly nice about it lol). “i'm sorry” you blurt out, cautious as you climb onto your bed again, slipping your legs underneath the covers. “what are you apologizing for?” his voice sounds weird, which freaks you out even more. “not sure” you tilt your head “but you look mad”. levi huffs, features softening. “was it sleep kicking? or did i fart? you know edamame gives me real bad gas—” “you did not fart” he runs a hand through his hair, simultaneously exhausted and biting back an incredulous smile. “you died” he blurts it out but saying it out loud sucks so badly that he clenches his fists and you don't really know how to react. “i couldn't do shit about it. you just died. t'was horrible and i know it's not your fault and it was just a dream but...” “i'm sorry i died” your soft reply interrupts his babbling and prompts another snort. “stop apologizing” “what can i do, then?”. levi inspects your features attentively and takes your hand underneath the covers, intertwining his fingers with yours. “promise you won't do it again” he goes along with your silliness and you smile, nose rubbing against his, barely audible whisper of a “promise” before kissing him
porco will never and i mean never tell you what's up lmao his dumbass would rather die than admit a dream has had the power to affect him at all. he's a grown up™ and rational™ enough to discern reality from fantasy and guess what?? his current reality = you roaming around the house to cook, do the laundry, jokingly mock his housework skills as he vacuums rooms missing entire spots and breaks yet another glass in the sink (“stfu the sponge was too damn soapy it slipped” ) but honestly? porco doesn't even notice how much he stares the day after his nightmare. not just in the morning, he literally can't cast his eyes away from you for the entire day. he's 12 so as soon as you mention it he gets defensive lol like you'll be on the couch with your legs on his lap as he watches something on his laptop, you're reading a book and you'll say something along the lines of “ya know you've been staring a lot today” and he'll automatically reply “yeah?? cuz you're ugly” which only confirms your hunch. “don't be an ass, why were you staring??” “just told you?” “porco” “that's my name, don't wear it out” he's so infuriating honestly but eventually your persistence does wear him down enough to elicit one true response: “because i wanted to make sure you're actually here”. you tilt your head, confused frown that makes him bite back a smile. “what does that even mean?? where else would i be? are you high?” “high on you, babe” lmao yeah he won't tell you how horrible and scary and wrong it was to see your body get so still and your eyes suddenly unwilling to open and your hands not squeezing his back no matter how much he screamed and called for you and cursed and cried. why would he? porco can discern reality from fantasy. as you jokingly poke his side with your sock-clad foot and laugh as he grabs it to nibble at your ankle, he's grateful af for his reality :)
reiner instantly wakes you up lol he's too shaken to think straight and can't handle the pounding of his heart nor the cold sweat coating his forehead tbh. you freak out as well bc he looks like shit so you think he's not feeling well -> it's 30 entire seconds of back and forth (“are you okay?” “are you okay??” “why are you shaking???” “why are you sweating????”) until you can sense his stress is about to grow into a full on anxiety attack and you take his giant, cold, clammy hands in yours, squeezing hard enough to ground him. “baby, breathe with me. i'm right here, okay? just like that. deep and slow”. it doesn't matter that he squeezes back hard enough to hurt you. “you're doing great! wanna count with me?”. he closes his eyes and you both count to ten out loud, three times before he looks at you again and the crude fear that was in his gaze is long gone, leaving space to relief and slight embarrassment. “don't apologize” you cut him off right as his lips part “are you okay? can you wait for me? i'll go grab some water and—” he interrupts you right back by slotting his mouth to yours, with a kiss so feverish your brain shortcircuits. deaf to your protests, he will keep murmuring nonsense against your lips, an endless progression of i'm sorry, you're fine, i'm sorry, i love you, thank god, i love you so much. when you're allowed to catch your breath at last he presses one last kiss to your forehead and you're finally able to connect the dots. much like armin, he doesn't enjoy being so weak and emotional so often around you, but he also knows you feel strongly about him being so hard on himself. you won't have it. so reiner silently accepts and is oh so grateful for each sweet reassuring word you whisper to the shell of his ear, knowing all too well that nightmares have nothing on your i'm here and i'm never leaving and i know i'm safe with you
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jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd · 4 months
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husband!! armin arlert headcanons
- absolute blubbering mess at the end of the aisle. the tears could not be contained
- insists that you get your ring cleaned/polished regularly
- “have we really been married for [x amount] of days already?”
- your household together is the most peaceful thing either of you have ever known
- created a scrap book entirely compiled of wedding photos (most of them are of you)
- is interested in renewing vows
- “since i’m your husband now, let me do this for you”
- gazes at his wedding band when he zones out
- ‘happy wife is a happy life’ is this man’s motto
- gave you the most shy kiss after y’all said i do
- got drunk at the reception and then gave a speech about how much he loves you
- dedicates a day every week to have a little date night
- really wants you to have his baby but wants you to make that decision when/if you’re ready
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batteryeatery · 1 year
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aot relationship hcs
Ft. Eren, Armin and Mikasa
Sfw but no minors on my page pls, these are miscellaneous and sillly.. I wrote them in a haze after my melatonin kicked in yesterday…like 1 or 2 suggestive ones in there
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Eren
He plays basketball (he’s rlly good 😔) and if you come visit him on the court he dribbles the ball around you rlly aggressively like “try n block me!” and you just stare at him straight faced because he is exhausting
He is simply the most DRAMATIC man alive. Like if you don’t give him endless attention, hold his hand, climb on him, act borderline obsessed with him… he might explode. If you go 24 hours without playing with his hair he is wearing all black and mourning your lost love… cause you must just not care about him anymore!
He’s also kinda a neat freak… another opportunity for his dramatics. If you leave a dirty dish in the sink for more than half an hour he is turning up in a hazmat suit like baby…. i can’t handle how dirty the kitchen is rn. (He’ll do the dish for you)
Casual shoplifter even though he can truly afford all the things he steals
He probably commits tax fraud too
Bad driver but over confident as hell. Driving almost 50 in a residential like STOP :/
Also… hello mr oral fixation. He’s constantly got a necklace in his teeth or something… and that’s all fine and good till you find YOUR OWN PERSONAL BELONGINGS in your boyfriends mouth god. Like give me back my nice pilot G2 pen you animal >:(
Takes rlly long showers and uses up all the hot water AND your fancy conditioner. He is definitely one of those product stealer men…
He also borrows ur claw hair clips and never gives them back 😔
Randomly pretends to beat up the air in front of you u like put ‘em up!! And you’re never sure how to react. Like you’re standing there doing the dishes and he assumes fighting stance and starts punching ghosts till you give him attention.
Armin
Accidentally rolls his eyes ALL the time. Like he doesn’t even mean to his face is just automatically sassy when he disagrees w something. But he’s self aware. Sometimes he’ll do it and you’ll pause mid-sentence then he’ll catch himself like WAIT SORRY. I didn’t mean to do that. 😔
Makes you dandelion chains without you having to ask.. or puts dandelions and other wildflowers on you all the time… in your hair, in your pocket, in the little holes where your shoelaces go.
he’ll just fiddle w your things absentmindedly CONSTANTLY… he’s simply a fidgety guy!
Like you’re sitting in the grass talking to him and he’s nodding along like Mhm Mhm… while he repeatedly zips and unzips your bag… rolling up and unrolling the straps etc.
but sometimes the thing he is fidgeting with is YOU. Your hands are a favorite… especially your rings and any jewelry you may wear 😮‍💨 this man is having a field day spinning the metal around your fingers.
He’ll sometimes over explain things/accidentally go into extreme detail and you’ll tease him for mansplaining. But a lot of the time he’ll the OPPOSITE of mansplain things and use words way too big / poorly dumb down the most CONVOLUTED subjects and you’re like slow down there mr graduated college early 😔 .. say that again as if I were a 5 year old please
His sport of choice is… wait for it… track. Yeah this man’s a runner… occasionally a hurdler… he’s got stamina.. have u seen those CALVES when he’s the colassal ! Major swoon
Pretentious as hell ab the music he listens to. Gatekeeps even…. NO PUBLIC PLAYLISTS.
He gets bad anxiety the night before work and stuff… also picks apart social interactions after they happen… generalized anxiety disorder king!
He’s a gossip of course…. Literally will give you a million looks mid social gathering that say “we’ll dissect this later”
Does weird only child things every day without realizing
Like arranging the Tupperware a specific and less efficient way than you and getting mad when you don’t put yours away like he wants it
Or getting annoyed when you don’t burn his candles a very specific way that apparently is “more efficient” 🙁
He also NEEDS alone/recharge time… social stuff can get exhausting to him!
Mikasa <3
Good w cars… best with cars out of the three hands down… she’s your personal mechanic 🥺
She’s also miss quiet road rage over here.. she seems calm and collected but she is cursing the entire lineage of the minivan driver that just cut her off in traffic.
Eats up some reality tv… and is embarrassed about it 😔 she asks you not to tell people she’s rewatching season 10 of the bachelor rn
Aggressive as hell to ucky men in bars / clubs… or just in general
Like “back the fuck off before I beat your ass” kind of aggressive… very protective of you and any woman ever in these type of situations
& she has the skill to back up her talk!! This woman is a martial artist/ full time gym rat… she is *strong*. You need not worry about your safety no matter the situation when you’re with her.
Her critical nature towards men nicely contrasts how much she LOVES bimbos lmao. Extremely forgiving and patient towards bimbos… she’ll explain things to you so so gently.
She’s somewhat shy with direct flirting before you’re official… kinda nervous to ruin whatever dynamic you two had going on to begin with.. but once your feelings are out in the air this woman is getting a medal for her direct communication skills.
“I need you to hold me really tight right now, I’m feeling kind of anxious.”
“I want you to kiss me please! Need to feel your pretty lips”
“If we were alone right now I would have you fully ***** and ********* *** ** ** ****** ****.”
perpetually cold hands.. and she warms them by sticking them in YOUR shirt or even occasionally your pants. Just sticking em in there and then staring at you like she’s doing nothing wrong … staring at you like you’re NOT getting goosebumps on your ass cheeks rn
Once she gets comfortable, Mikasa is CONSTANTLY TEASING YOU RIGHT WHERE IT HURTS.
like it starts light, creating a little inside joke or two, like making fun of the special way you prepare your sandwiches or how you make the bed.
But then you catch her giggling to herself one day and you’re like aww what’s so funny ^_^ and she says she was thinking about that time you embarrassed yourself in front of her parents 😔
But then sometimes if she’s not in the right mood she’ll get all sassy if you tease her back. All “okay but I didn’t say it like that 😒.” Then she’ll pinch you.
She texts like .. full punctuation and everything. At first you thought she was mad at you every time you got her notifications till you got used to it.
She looks KILLER in turtlenecks it’s ridiculous
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kingkonoha · 1 year
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Hurting Their Feelings // AOT
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description: how you hurt their feelings
content: sfw, angst, fluff
ft: eren & armin
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EREN
Eren can be…clingy sometimes
It doesn’t happen often, but when it does happen, it can be rather annoying
Mainly because he acts like a big baby who absolutely cannot be away from you
You have this big 6’2 grown man laying on top of you with his entire body weight pressing you down against the couch while you’re trying to scroll on your phone or watch tv
You normally don’t mind his clinginess, but you started to get a little irritated when he was up texting you at 3 A.M. asking you random questions bc he was bored and couldn’t sleep
One day, you “snap” at him a little because you’re trying to study and he wants your attention
All you said was “Eren, I can’t concentrate with you in here. I’ll hang out with you in an hour.”
He took it personally
He leaves you alone but only because he’s being pouty, sitting on the sofa with an attitude
To apologize, you’ll definitely have to give him loads of attention
He’ll definitely try to catch an attitude with you but it doesn’t last long, because he can’t stay mad at you once you start stroking his hair and kissing his face
ARMIN
As a kid, he was extremely insecure before hitting puberty and getting a nice haircut
Now that he’s older, he’s gained a lot more confidence. He doesn’t get jealous easily because he know that you love him and that you chose him for a reason
Now, Armin might not get jealous when strangers hit on you or whatever, but he can’t help but feel a little strange when Jean or Eren are being overly touchy with you or are making you laugh a little too hard while all of you are hanging out at his place to watch a movie
He knows that he’s just being paranoid, so he tries his hardest to act like everything’s fine when they leave, but you can see right through him
He admits that he was feeling a little jealous, and instead of comforting him, you told him that he was just feeling insecure
He got pretty quiet after that, a sad look on his face, and you immediately felt guilty and started to apologize
Armin’s quick to forgive, but he doesn’t forget, no matter how big of a deal something was. Therefore, every time he doesn’t feel confident, the memory of you calling him insecure replays in his head
Having a nice, long talk about it is what will make Armin feel better. As well as spending a lot of quality time together after the conversation
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arlerts-angel · 2 months
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Hi Hi (●’◡’●)ノ
It's me again. I loved your somno fic. On the theme of sleep, can you write some sleep hcs with Armin? Like how he likes to cuddle, what time he wakes up/goes to sleep, what he wears to bed, his bedtime routine and other fluffy stuff like that! You can add nsfw if you want!
Sorry if you've already written something like that, I'm not really good at navigating Tumblr. (◍•ᴗ•◍)
a/n: oh absolutely this is so sweet 🤍 i hope you are getting more sleep, nonnie! 💙
warnings: none! sfw | gn reader | no description of reader so reader is ambiguous in every way!
taglist: @i-literally-cant-with-this @ringsofsaturnnnn @milky-aeons
💤 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
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i imagine armin has a nighttime routine that became much more extensive upon entering a relationship with you. before moving in together, i imagine his nightly routine consisted of showering & laying in bed with a book before getting some shut eye.
but when you moved in together and he saw your nighttime shower+skincare routine, he developed a mini one of his own. here's how i see armin settling down in the evening:
☆ gets home from work (a little after 5 pm) and helps you cook dinner. you eat together and talk about your respective days, no screens at the table.
☆ after dinner, he washes dishes and takes a shower. sometimes you join him, sometimes you don't. if he showers alone, he only takes about 15 minutes in the shower. armin does not use 2-in-1 (or more) shampoos LOL
☆ i have mentioned this a couple of times before but i headcanon that he smells AMAZING 24/7 but especially after a shower. he is 100% a bar soap user but his soap smells like eucalyptus, aloe, and cucumber.
☆ post-shower he applies antiperspirant (vastly different from deodorant) which is clean-scented with notes of cypress, white birch, and eucalyptus.
☆ i also imagine he has a mini skincare routine now involving washing/shaving his face and some aftershave. every so often he will entertain you and do some sheet or clay masks together
☆ after his shower, it's around 7-7:30 pm so he has a few hours to spend with you playing games or watching something together.
☆ come 9 pm or later he'll encourage you to join him in the bedroom to relax. phones are shut off 30 minutes (or longer) before sleeping. he does a bit of meditation before crawling into bed with you and a good book.
☆ armin kisses your head at 11 pm and says goodnight as he cuddles you close and drifts off into sleep for work the next day.
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Hello! Can I place an order for a Smut Alphabet for sweet boy Armin? Sorry if I write something bad, English is not my first language. 🫶🫶❤️
A/n: Hey hey! First thank you for your request, I love our baby Armin! And don't worry, you've got a better English than most of people I know :) Secondely, I just wanted to warn that this work will be published in many parts because I want to have a regular updating schedule and won't be able with such a long work! Stay tuned for new updates!
Cw: 18+ stuff, what did you expect, it's basically a smut alphabet
Letters: A, E, F, H, O, Y & Z
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Omg. He is just freaking adorable. Look at him cuddling with you as he nuzzles softly in your neck to feel the heat of your body against his cheek. He's 100% collaborative, changing the bed sheets before taking a quick shower with you just to lay down on a nice and warm bed. Play with his hair PLEASE. He just loves it and this makes him feel safe in your arms.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Sweet baby Armin is 0% experienced and barely know what he is doing. Watch him blushing like hell as he tries to look confident just to fail miserably. He is spreading your legs hesitantly before gently pushing himself inside you, the heat making him even more nervous. But with a bit of help, Armin is quite good for his first time and the next ones will only get better. After all, everybody gets better with practice.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He prefers positions where you have the main control. Like control of the speed of the thrusts, the depth, ect. See, he likes to be controled so he does not have to worry about anything but enjoying the moment. A good example of one of his favorite position is the cowgirl, where he just has to lay down while you are fucking yourself on his dick.
Of course, if you want him to be more controlant, he will do it with pleasure. When he is in charge, he prefers to see your face so he can see if you like or not what he is doing. He would also do a position with which he is familiar. Missionnary or the lotus are good alternatives.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Armin is very self-conscious when it comes to these kinds of things so be ready that he will take care of his pubic hair very seriously. It never happened that his groin and private parts were not perfectly shaved when you two made love.
And what about his "normal" hair? Please tug on them, make him choke on you pussy while he's trying to eat it. He loves the slight pain that he can feels when your fingers are pulling his block locks added to the pleasure he feels from sex.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
This boy prefers to give oral over receiving oral. I mean... he is obsessed with your cunt and could spend all his days with you riding his face. Don't be scared to put all your weight on him, this man loves to lick you until you can't cum anymore.
He isn't particulary skilled at first but his cunni becomes better and better each time he does one. But still he prefers to give you a messy oral, his tongue teasing your dripping pussy until you beg for more.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Armin does not have a really high sex drive and he's pretty flexible when it comes to sex. He's ready to have it when you want and won't ask to have some, not because he doesn't like having sex but because he's too shy and doesn't want to look obsessed with it. He can spend weeks without have any sexual relations and if he gets sexually frustrated, it won't be very noticeable. You sometimes even have to remind him to speak for himself
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Armin will want to fall asleep with you but boy is so tired... He's literally fighting against his sleepiness. He's so cute fr, half-closed eyes trying to focus on your face as he let out a cute little yawn.
"Armin... you can sleep, you know?"
"No... I have to... wait for you."
But no matter how hard he tries, he will probably fall asleep before you. And he will even feel bad about it so please reassure him that he did nothing wrong cuz you know him, always stressing for nothing.
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Next letters: B, C, D, K, N, M & X
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a o t   m e n   x   h e a d a c h e   r i d d e n   s / o
summary - how the aot men make their s/o feel better when they have a headache :(
word count - 643
setting - any (canonverse, modern au, etc)
features - armin, connie, eren, jean, levi, & reiner
genderneutral!reader
warnings - none
a r m i n
tries to keep you entertained. something he hates about headaches is how they always seem to derail your entire day, so when you’re not sleeping, he does his best to make you feel like you’ve accomplished a little something. this is mainly by reading to you in a very quiet voice in a very dark room. he just wants to distract you from the pain and make your day feel a little bit more useful :)) he will also make you drink a shit ton of water, which can be both annoying and effective, but he’s just trying to help and he’ll do whatever else you want as well!
c o n n i e
waits on you hand and foot. frankly, connie has no idea how to help, when he gets headaches, it’s usually because of an injury and he just whines about it until it goes away, but he will do literally anything you ask to make you feel better. he probably asks you a lot how you are feeling or if something is working (he probably asks at inconvenient times, like it might have worked if you had been quiet ;-;) he asks for jean’s advice for sure. he tries to whisper, but his whisper is so loud. you can really tell he’s doing his best though, and 3/5 times he does something super helpful thanks to your instruction!
e r e n
leaves you alone. unlike connie, eren does know how to help (at least he thinks he does) and that is by not interacting with you. you tell this man you have a headache and he’s like:
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it’s not that he’s trying to avoid you, he just figures that there is no better treatment than silence and solitude. he will definitely stay if you want him to, assuming you just want to lay next to him. other than that, he doesn’t really know what to do. if you ask him for a massage, he’d probably be like “am i getting one too??”
j e a n
provides the essential relief package. need to get rid of tension? he’s there to give you a massage or draw you a hot bath (and you better believe he’ll make it a fancy one, he’s got bath salts for you bb). feeling warm already? he’s there with a cool cloth to dab your forehead. whether you want a cuddle buddy or something to eat that’s easy to chew, you better believe jean is on the case. can’t articulate what you need? he boils it down to basics and still manages to help. this man is so whipped, he would punch mikasa if it meant making you feel better. 
l e v i
makes tea. he literally doesn’t know what else to do! though he wouldn’t admit it, levi feels uncharacteristically terrible when you have a headache, like he’s completely useless in the situation. what good is he if he can’t even make his partner feel better when their own body is betraying them? so, he would make you tea, specifically chamomile to help with inflammation and make you sleepy (regardless of your fondness of chamomile), and he would sit in the same room with you silently in case you need anything else. 
r e i n e r
he gets headaches a lot too because he doesn’t sleep well, so he’s definitely good in this situation all around, but his strongest asset is his scalp massages. where he learned his technique, the world may never know, but this man carries the cure in his bare hands. he’ll let you rest in his arms in bed while his fingers gently draw circles over your head, somehow making the pain more manageable. it’s always a very tender moment and you feel better in half the time you usually do.
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satoruzlove · 1 year
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I AM THINKING SOOO HARD ABOUT MODERN DAY COLLEGE! MIKASA, EREN AND ARMIN!!!! HAVING A FRIEND GROUP W THEM!!!!!
like , okay , eren being that one guy that everyone knows but no one ever really talks to. people smile at him and greet him in the halls but he’s only ever with you, mika and armin between lectures. he’s a sports science major, he’s always at the campus gym or in the library on his laptop doing research. like he’s actually so good at what he’s into. he always has his hair half up, half down, he has a dog tag with his mum’s name on it and he has this wooden bead bracelet he never seems to take off. when he’s nervous [ usually when exam results are being passed out] he’s always fiddling with it. sometimes if he’s REALLY dazed he’ll have his dog tag between his lips and his pupils are all unfocused. he wears a lot of black, mainly heavily distressed jeans, sweats and jumpers. !!! IS A VANS GUY!!!! he draws on the sole of them and has yours, mikasa’s and armin’s names on them. </33333
he’s also the asshole of your group😭 like armin will just be putting on his glasses and eren just takes them and walks, he dead legs mikasa all the time and his favorite hobby is stealing your stationary for no good reason. 😭😭 he also acts like he’s never seen the things he took in his life. he uses armin’s head as an arm rest all the time, he LOVESSSS to ruffle yours and mikasa’s hair all the time, he can actually be pretty touchy. has a habit of fiddling with you guys. a lot of people on campus are like?? what the fuck when hes got an arm around mikasa’s shoulders or if hes got an arm around yours / armin’s cus hes just unconsciously very affectionate </3 bring it up and he’ll throw you.
armin who is a nursing student that i could literally ingest fully. he’s shorter compared to eren, he’s more well known because of how sweet he is and girls LOVEEE HIM. everywhere y’all go girls greet him and compliment his outfit, he’s always so bashful about it and sometimes eren will absolutely RUIN IT LIKE😭😭 “morning armin!!! i love ur hair today!!” “ good morning!! thank u sm urs is pret-“ “ hEYY ARMIN REMEMBER WHEN YOU PISSED THE BED💓💓💓💓” LMAOAOOAOAKAKAKAKAN 😭😭😭 mikasa has slapped his arms so many times bcus armin always feels so embarrassed, he walks away so fast and drags you with him while mikasa scolds him. poor baby. ARMIN’S STYLE!!!!!>>> he wears a lot of graphic tee’s in a more neutral colour, and then a dress shirt over, lots of cargo pants and air forces, specifically the ones with pastel details on them!!! he likes taking your jewellery so you two match a lot , it makes him so happy!!
he’s a grad student , his grades are so good. his gpa is like 3.8 mainly cus he has very bad exam anxiety, but he studies very often and his notes are so cool!! he’s an absolute master at diagrams , he has an eye for copy and pasting it just by looking at them and sketching. sometimes he gets really into it, and his glasses are almost falling off his face so you push them up for him. he always thanks you really quietly and squeezes the hand you used</333 his ears are secretly all pink and he’s smiling at his textbook</33333333 him and mikasa are an absolute power duo!!! they tend to bully eren and depending on how much of a rat he’s being , you either defend or bully him. you and eren are probably the more chaotic ones, tbh . ARMIN LOOOVES going on coffee dates with you guys!!! like you all go out when it’s chilly, sometimes you guy all hold hands and walk down the street 😭😭😭 and then you go in, chat, make jokes and take cute pictures just to destress after the long week at uni. it’s so pure and the pictures are stuff like all your drinks next to eachother, mikasa and eren hugging and pretending to make out😭😭, armin having a milk moustache and you almost dropping your drink all over yourself.
MIKASA IS A BUSINESS MAJOUR AND OH MY GOD SHE’S LIKE A ROBOT? if she’s half asleep and you asked her what the factors of production are she knows all of them are their remunerations too😭 she’s another one who’s super passionate and hard working , she loves the validation of knowing she did her best and she adores when you guys tell her that she’s done well): her teachers adore her, they all call her by her first name and her favorite one calls her mika after she heard eren calling her that!!</3333 she has a rly sophisticated dressing style, a lot of pleaded pants and turtle necks, leather jackets and very sleek jewellery. she has naturally fluffy brows and eyelashes so she doesn’t wear much makeup unless she’s feeling spicy 🤭 she also always has her nails as a deep wine red colour, it makes her look like a business woman. i’m drooling.
her books are all neat, everything about her is so pretty and elegant. she’s another kinda affectionate person but she’s sooo low-key about it lmao. like if y’all walk together she’ll walk on the open side of the sidewalk, she likes linking pinkies and loves holding onto armin/eren’s arm when she walks, or she basically attaches herself to your side. she’s always coddling you and armin,telling you to watch where you walk, reminding you to take vitamins, small things that show her affection for you</33 with eren she’s a bit less obvious about it and she’s AGGRESSIVE like randomly in your shared apartment and you’ll hear “ fuck you im not doing that” “it’s good for you asshole” “go away” and you’re like??? armin can u hear that but he’s already so done LMAO but he loves her anyway. she always tells armin how sweet he is and eren gets so pissy
just. them<3
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inside-levis-pocket · 7 months
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headcanon that when Armin decided to cut his hair/change is hairstyle before season four, it was Levi who helped cut his hair since it’s canon that Levi knows how to cut hair (since he cuts his own)
bonus: (idk if this is exactly a canon event but it happened in the mobile game) here’s Levi giving Connie a razor for his hair :)
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madewithspice · 1 year
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AOT Ship Dynamics
Just an idea I had after all the boy talk we had. I didn’t have in mind that the ships are romantic. They can be if you want but can also be platonic.
Credits to @leecheedoodles for the drawings. I hope you don’t mind me using these.
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Enjoy! - Kiki.
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heliiacus · 8 days
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★ touch starved armin that sits a little too close to people, but not close enough to touch arm to arm
★ touch starved armin whose gaze lingers, from time to time, upon the touches his friends receive
★ touch starved armin who sleeps hugging a pillow, or a big plush toy he's had since childhood (it's a rabbit)
★ touch starved armin who rubs his thumb on his own arm when he tries to soothe himself, or across his own jaw
★ touch starved armin who wants to ask to sit closer or to hold your hand, as one friend to another friend, but does not dare for fear of being too much; he knows you are liberal with touch, that you hug and hold friends eagerly, but you two have not been friends for long - months, sure, long ones at that, but you are not eren, and you are not mikasa, and he simply does not dare
★ touch starved armin who nearly cries in public when you take his hand in his one sun-wrought day; who blinks his tears away and holds onto you tightly, fingers wrapped around your palm
★ touch starved armin who looks pained when he has to let go, though he does his best to hide it; cheeks tight and eyes tense to show you a smile that must exude nothing else but ease
★ touch starved armin who is far too translucent to you, far too obvious with the way he leans into the touch when you sit close enough to have your arm brush against his, whose eyes linger when you hug someone else within the group
★ touch starved armin who seems brittle to you, in his own unique way; you ask not why he hesitates this much, why he only seems at ease with few people, or why he lingers on the precipice far more eagerly than he were to ask someone to step closer
★ touch starved armin who clings to your hand when you decide to offer it again
★ touch starved armin whose palm is tight around your fingers, and yet so pleasantly warm
★ touch starved armin who looks at you with stars brimming upon his eyes when you tell him he could hold your hand whenever he wishes it; when you tell him, earnestly, that you mean it - that you don't want him to be shy around you
★ touch starved armin who looks up at you, eyes tinged in fear and a plea, each time he tugs at your sleeve gently; asking for your hand whenever the two of you (or the group of you) meet
★ touch starved armin who smiles quietly, and secretly, and contently each time you agree; turned away from you, fingers twined with yours - but you see it. you always do
★ touch starved armin who opens up little, and slow, and tentative; fingers playing with yours as you'd sit in the afternoon sun, watching his eyes flit flightily between you and all the corners of the room
★ touch starved armin who prefers to linger within hugs, but who never says a word about it
★ touch starved armin who admits to you, in no uncertain terms, that he feels an outsider in his own life; it is dark around you two, and the late spring crickets are chirping, and the cold bites at your skin with the sun not within your sight - and you listen, heart chipping, as he tells you he feels left out, and behind, and too sensitive for his own good
★ touch starved armin who tells you, in no uncertain terms, that he feels weak and incapable; undeserving of the closeness you offer others
★ touch starved armin who finds that if he were to allow it, he holds onto touch not with a gentle hold, but with claws, dull and untrained; who holds onto your shirt and back and neck as he cries into your hold, uninvited and unasked for and not needed but coveted, ardently and desperately
★ touch starved armin who gets the lecture of his lifetime; not just from you, who spends hours wiping the small tears upon the skin of his cheeks, but from his friends, too
★ touch starved armin who learns the difficulty of honesty; who learns the difficulty of blooming, slow and delicate, beneath the warm light of his friends peering down upon him, protective in this new, unknown to him way
★ touch starved armin who learns to ask
★ touch starved armin who greets his friends with hugs
★ touch starved armin who has his head scratched for the first time, and who promptly bursts into tears right after (nobody laughs, but he never lives it down)
★ touch starved armin who smiles brighter, jovial in ways that speak to you of something free and unbridled in his heart
★ touch starved armin who gains a reputation for a thief of hands during walks, and of pillows during sleepovers; and of hearts, too, in your case - though you don't say that part out loud
★ armin, with a love language of touch, who learns that to be loved is to see others, and to love is to see yourself
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neiptune · 1 year
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aot boys as tinder nightmares
a/n: i'm so sorry about this. genuinely. lmao
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Eren:
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Armin:
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Jean:
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Connie:
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Levi:
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Porco:
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Reiner:
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Zeke:
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How does armin take care of a drunk reader?
armin takes care of your drunkself
armin lays a bottle of tylenol, a glass of water and your phone on the beside table for yourself in the morning. he’ll be gone when you wake up because he’s out getting your favorite breakfast order.
he is not afraid to pull the trigger if you’re too drunk to even throw up. it’s no sweat off his back. he ties your hair up, too.
he memorized your skin care routine so obviously, he does it for you even when you fight him about it. muttering the whole time, “you’re going to be so mad tomorrow if you don’t let me do this.”
always makes sure you wind up home and safe. he’ll drive to you where ever you are so you don’t drink and drive.
armin loves to cut you off when he thinks you’ve had enough. you never believe him and always order another shot. he, and the blessing that he is, will snag it from you so fast and slam it down just so you don’t drink it.
he always has to calm you down when you get too rowdy. but if you behave yourself enough, he obliges to your every request. ie: dancing, playing mario kart, late night walk, sneaky bathroom time…
he also 100% stands up for you whenever someone spills a drink on you or bumps into you. he yells and turns all red in the face. it’s really cute actually.
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cptnleviackerman · 6 months
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AOT CHARACTERS AS SEASONS
words: 420
characters: levi, armin, eren, mikasa
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Levi as Winter
cold finger tips, wind swept hair, readjusting your scarf to better hide your face from the cold, putting on layers upon layers of clothes before going outside, sitting on a large chair beside a window and watching the snow fall, lying in bed listening to the rainfall, watching the steam rise from your cup of tea, rubbing your palms together to create the slightest bit of warmth, frost bitten cheeks, grey skies, hazy mornings, the smell of an open fire, your face heating up as you walk inside from the cold, runny noses, harsh truths, candles burning, slippery steps, wearing two pairs of socks, pulling on a knitted jumper as soon as you step out from under your duvet
Armin as Spring
freshly picked flowers, the smell of cut grass, morning dew on the leaves, walking around lakes wrapped in a light hoodie, watching the clouds part over the hill, picnics with friends spent reading and laughing, early morning bike rides as the sun comes up, walking through fields as a shortcut, eating fruit, new beginnings, dipping your toes in the freezing lake water, listening to the rain fall through an open window, wellie walks through misty rain, spotting a rainbow, watercolour paintings, thatched roof houses, baking, starting a new book, coffee and croissant dates, trips to the park
Eren as Summer
running as fast as you can along the beach and almost face planting into the sand, freshly squeezed lemonade with super curly straws, eating watermelon and feeling the juice run down your face, finding sand in your bag and your sink and your shoes and everywhere, collecting cool rocks and shells, diving headfirst into the pool, splashing people who refuse to join you in the pool, late night adventures, windows down and music cranked up in the car, writing messages in the sand, the smell of burnt marshmallows, screaming from the cliffs, suncream, always carrying bottled water and painkillers
Mikasa as Autumn
the ground shimmering from the last rainfall, orange cats, baking with a friend while listening to soft music, warm lights, orange and red leaves littering the ground, mist covering the hills, gingerbread hot chocolate, finishing your summer project and getting to show your loved ones the results, wooden tables, the wind blowing your windows shut, walks through the forest in the late afternoon, homemade soup, lunchtime picnics being interrupted by a sudden downpour and having to run for shelter, wet feet from splashing in puddles, warm hugs, wearing a scarf inside and outside, photography shoots, pumpkin and ginger flavoured everything
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kingkonoha · 7 months
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𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 when you and Jean approach the counter at the movie theater together, asking for two tickets to The Little Mermaid.
After working two shifts, the last thing he needed was to be reminded of the relationship between you, the person he loved, and Jean, one of his best friends.
The only thing he could do was fake a smile. Stop his voice from trembling as he engaged in small talk. Try not to cry while pouring your popcorn into an extra-large bucket.
He could only hope neither one of you noticed the way he flinched when you said “We wanna get the couple’s combo! It’s one bucket of popcorn and two drinks right?”
He tossed some extra butter onto your popcorn without being asked because he knew you’d like it.
He also grabbed that box of candy you adored before you even had the chance to mention it because he knew you liked it.
He knew you.
“Thanks, man.” Jean smiled at his buddy as you both grabbed everything from off of the counter. “We appreciate it. Let me know when you’re off work, alright? It’s been forever since we hung out.”
“Y-Yeah, it has,” Armin mumbled, that false smile of his never fading. “A lot of movies have been coming out lately, so I’ve been having to work a bit more than usual, I guess.”
“When’s your next off day? We should all do something together,” you smiled softly as you spoke.
“What a terrible, torturous idea,” Armin thought.
“Yeah, of course! I think I’m off on Wednesday,” Armin said.
Back when he simply had a crush on you, he would have been happy to hang out with you in any sort of way. It wouldn’t have mattered if Jean was around since he would have been grateful just to be in your presence.
Back then, he managed to convince himself that he was happy, as long as you were happy, even if you weren’t with him.
What a lie.
But he didn’t have a crush on you anymore. He was madly in love with you now, which meant that the thought of watching you and Jean share a celebratory kiss after a bowling victory, or third-wheeling at a restaurant as he awkwardly watches the two of you share an appetizer — it would kill him.
“I’ll plan something for the three of us, okay? It’ll be fun,” you looked between Armin and Jean.
“Sounds good,” Jean nodded.
“Yeah…I’m in,” Armin mumbled, almost painfully. “Well, I’ll see you guys later. Enjoy your movie.”
“Bye, Armin,” Placing his hand on your lower back, Jean kissed the side of your head. “Let’s go, babe. I know you’re excited to see this movie.”
“Bye!” You waved at Armin with the hand that wasn’t wrapped around the big popcorn bucket, and as he waved back at you, he was certain you noticed the tear streaming down his cheek.
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