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AoT men who are soft when intimate with you (Soft Paws)
Armin, Zeke, Erwin, Connie, Bertoldt
description: they can’t help it!! there’s just something about you that brings it out of them…
**nsfw**
Armin - duh
Baby boy will do whatever you ask him to. As soon as the opportunity presents itself (i.e., you start to take your clothes off), he’s desperate for you, mind reeling with millions of ways to touch and please you.
“Oh, ngh, love, you are—hnf, so, so beautiful,” he’ll murmur against your lips, his fingers lightly folding over your breast, “so lovely.” One hand will travel up your arm overhead to hold yours, aligning his words with each snug thrust, “You have to know that.”
Armin will tighten his grip and slam his hips against yours if you ask him to, but if it were solely up to him, he’ll use more lube, exercise more care, touch and kiss you more softly. It’s just—he didn’t like the idea of hurting you in any capacity, and it honestly turns him on to know you’re enjoying yourself, fully, completely, because of him.
If the sex didn’t feel like you were floating on the comfiest cloud, nudely basking in the warming rays of his brightest love, pleasurable winds traveling through your body, he was doing it wrong.
Zeke - if you ignore that he’s bruising your hips what he’s saying is soft and emotional
Zeke’s contradictory behavior is so blatantly obvious during these shared intimate moments, when his thoughtful, fragile emotionality equated his strong, dominant physicality; when his mind is so distracted with blinding care for you and his body is infected with a feverish desire only drilling into you can satisfy.
During these moments is when he’s at his most vulnerable, and this openness manifests in a running mouth, rambling on about how much you make him feel, how much he needs you in more ways than he could describe, how you consume his mind.
“Ze-aaAH!” you always interrupt his devoted monologue with a strained moan, when his thumb digs into your hip bone and his tip rubs against your spongy insides before pulling out and shoving back inside.
“Sorry, baby,” he’ll say with his lips pressed to your skin, looking at you with apologetic puppy eyes, a faint reflection of yourself with a sweaty halo visible in the blue, “I’ll slow down, promise, I-I just, fuck, you are so hot, you drive me wild, I, mmf, fuck—”
Erwin - more rough… but his hands are soft
Okay, it starts soft, and his hands are soft, but the longer he pounds into you and the longer he gropes at your mewling, begging body, the harder and tougher his movements became.
Erwin’s always careful not to leave visible bruises along your hips, but all that care comes at the cost of not paying attention to the speed of his thrusts. Your moans dampened by the sound of his cock sliding in and out of your wet pussy rapidly led to his devolution, and he loses himself in your warm muscles enveloping his most sensitive extremity every time, pushing further in and demanding more every time.
If it didn’t feel so good you’d tell him to slow down, to give you a break. But the burning ache in your gut vastly overpowered the budding soreness in your abdomen and you bit your lip and focused on just how smooth his palms are, how he definitely moisturizes after washing his hands.
“Oh, my sweet, sweet, angel,” Erwin whispers in your ear from behind, bringing one hand to lightly caress your cheek despite shoving himself in and out of you. He rubs his other hand down your spine, achingly gently caressing each nub as he arches his cock into that spot. “You’re doing so well, angel.”
Connie - you’re his baby bunny!! he can’t hurt his bunny :(
It’s not that he thinks you’re weak and you need him to hold back… it’s just, well, you are his precious bunny, and how could he hurt his bunny?
“Ooo, bunny, you know I love when you move like that,” Connie moans deeply, gutturally, as you wiggle your hips and grind onto his lap. His hands lightly hover over your thighs, hesitantly, like he needs your approval.
He presses his face into your chest as your hands hold onto his shoulders; you feel his chin press against your sternum as he looks up to you longingly, his hands sliding to above your ass.
You sigh dramatically, puff out your bottom lip into a pout as you drop roughly onto his lap. “Con, you can touch me you know,” you drag his hands in yours along your body, from your thighs to your breasts, “I want you to.”
You smile at the high-pitched whine he releases, preen as his fingers quickly wrap around the fleshy skin. “Mmm, bunny,” he whispers against your lips with a reciprocated smile, nosing into you, “all you need to do is ask.” Connie kisses down your neck, still smiling. “Tell me if it hurts.”
Bertoldt - speaks for itself
Ooph, baby… did you have to put in some work.
Even sitting in his lap, crossing your calves across each other behind the chair, anchoring him down, with one hand undoing the upper shirt buttons and the second holding his hair. Bertoldt’s hands hover just above your thighs with the brightest red blush intimately gracing his cheeks, his erection peeking out to press against your thigh.
His face inches closer to yours every time and you nod to convince him to hold you, to help edge him over the nerves. One rock with your hips and his hands glue to your bum, softly massaging the fatty skin through your short fabric.
“Hold me tighter,” you request, wrapping his head in your arms. He nods and lightly pushes his crotch into yours, but barely obliges in tightening his grip.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whimpers into your neck, pressing kiss after kiss like admitting it would hurt your feelings.
You coo, taking his face carefully into your hands and lifting his lips to yours. “Berty-baby, I’d like it even if you did.”
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quills-of-freedom · 1 year
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Crossroads
Chapter II
Chapter I here.
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I recommend you read "First Time with Reiner Braun" for this chapter to make more sense. If you already have, then great! It's now officially a prequel to Crossroads.
Includes: Really soft moments/ proposals/ flashbacks/ so much soft fluff / praising kink.
AN: Reiner would so be like this if you give yourself to him. He'll always and forever be so smitten.
Warnings: Smut. Violence. 18+ Only.
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Chapter II Fire
"Reiner… Reiner!"
The large blonde hears his name being called from somewhere in the void as he is roused from a deep slumber.
"Hm?" He squints, sunlight invading his sight as he forgets where he is for a moment.
"We've slept in, we're going to be late." y/n calls from the entrance of the tent. "Come on, we really gotta' go."
She exits the tent flap, leaving Reiner trying to gather his bearings. His eyes enlarge as memories of the night before surface, his nose instantly burning crimson and his jaw slacking.
Was all that just a cruel dream?
Sitting up, he looks around the interior of the tent, looking for any clues of whether or not his night of passionate love-making was just something his brain concocted while he was asleep. His bed hair sticks in various directions as he glances down under the sleeping bag.
He was naked.
The bags were zipped together into a large, double blanket.
It was real.
He made love to the woman he has been worshipping from afar.
Stunned, he's bombarded with emotion. Elation, a tad bit confused as to why they'd slept so deeply and then bashful.
Well, we gotta get married now. He thinks, still stunned. I wonder what kind of dress she would wear… She'll look gorgeous no matter what. Bertoldt will be the best man -
"Reiner!"
"I'm coming." He winces, hurriedly shuffling and beginning to get dressed.
Once the tent and everything else were packed away they returned to their hike to their destination of wilderness training.
"I can't believe it's so late." y/n frowns as they quickened their pace. "We're going to be the last ones back."
Reiner's cheeks burn and he glances away. "It was worth it."
Stopping in her tracks, she turns to face the blushing, love-struck mess that is Reiner Braun.
"Of course it was." Her voice softens. "I didn't mean it like that…"
Reiner takes her hand, face still burning and holds it onto his chest. She can feel his heart hammering against his ribs as he runs his thumb back and forth over her hand.
"I know you didn't."
Standing up on her tip-toes, she plants her lips upon his; reminding him how special he was to her, regardless of their score later today.
"We can worry about it later." She then adds, her voice as soft as the whispering breeze that rustles through the trees. "We're already late so we might as well take our time. It's not often we get to be alone."
His face burns brighter feeling even more like the luckiest man alive.
They took their time, strolling through the dense forest with their fingers laced together, leisurely swinging their arms like love-drunk teens. They laughed as they talked about this and that. It was even different between them in regard to the training. When there was a large drop to scale down, Reiner would grab her waist and assist her even though they both knew she would be able to do it herself without any problem.
The sun was starting to set as the Cadets gathered around the horses and carts, ready to be taken back down to Trost barracks for their days off.
"It's not like y/n to be this behind." Eren frowns, looking at the darkening sky. "Or Reiner for that matter."
"They're two of the best in our class. I'm sure they just got lost or something." Armin reassured his friend, although that glint of concern was also behind his eyes.
"L/N and Braun - not only dead last but two hours after everyone else." Shadis scolds as he scribbles down notes.
Their classmates look to see Reiner and y/n emerging into the clearing, Reiner looking like he was on cloud nine, the pink etch across his nose not leaving him all day. y/n winced. Reiner didn't seem to care.
"Sir. Sorry, sir." Reiner explained, stiffening his spine. "It's my fault. I kept l/n awake with my snoring and we slept in. It was l/n who woke me up, sir."
Re-joining their fellow cadets as Shadis went into the cabin, Bertoldt went hurrying over to Reiner and Eren, Armin and Mikasa to y/n.
"I was starting to think the worst." Eren scolded lightly, his tight frown was evident. "It's not like you to be this late."
"We slept in." She reiterated with a sigh.
It wasn't exactly a lie, and it's not like their friends didn't have good reason to be concerned; people can and have died during cadet exercises such as these.
"You don't snore." Bertoldt muttered to Reiner.
"Well, I do now," Reiner replied simply, with a stern look. A look that clearly said; "don't ask questions"
"Okay, you lazy shits," Shadis announced as he emerged from the cabin with his paperwork. "Everyone in the carts. Braun. l/n. The worst performance from two of my best. I can't say I'm not disappointed. Because of your lack of astuteness, you two are walking back to Trost. By the time you get there, one whole day of your three days off will be gone. Maybe next time, you'll know how to wake your sorry asses up. Dismissed."
"Sir." They chant in unison with a salute.
"Well… guess we'll see you tomorrow." Armin winces. "Try to take care, okay?"
Connie, Sasha and Jean held in their laughs as the carts began to roll away, taking them back down into civilisation. "Toodle-hoo!" Connie cries out, waving a white handkerchief at the pair as they rolled by.
"That little…" y/n laughed. "Remind me to crush him when we get back." "Second that." Reiner replies, his large arms folding across his chest.
"Well…" y/n sighed as the last cart went out of view. "I can't say I'm not disappointed in myself."
"Look at the bright side," Reiner smirked, pulling her up against his chest. "We have another night of being alone. Three whole days, if we wanted."
She couldn't help but smile a little shyly at the idea. "Yeah. It'd be good to spend some more time alone."
Reiner's narrow eyes glance up at the sky. "We should stay in the cabin tonight. Make our way down in the morning. Or the afternoon… or never."
She laughed beautifully, his pink hue returning.
I'm sure I've died and gone to heaven… He thinks to himself.
It was dark by the time Reiner had made them something to eat on the cliffside deck of the cabin. He'd insisted on it since she had cooked the night before. It wasn't as delicious as it would have been if she had made it, but it wasn't bad, either.
Once they had finished dinner, they retreated inside and sat by the fire within the cabin, the orange glow being the only light source. Reiner had wrapped a blanket around the two of them as they laughed and talked about this and that. It felt so good, Reiner's natural scent rolling off him as his big, strong arm held her into his chest. His body vibrated with each word he spoke, it was soothing.
After a couple of hours of sharing stories by the fire, y/n suddenly got up and took his hand, leading him into one of the bedrooms. That burning feeling in his cheeks was starting to become pretty familiar now as he allowed her to lead him in awe. Once the bedroom door was closed and Reiner latched the lock, y/n stood near him, without a word and pressed her mouth against his. He reciprocated with glee, more than happy to be intimate with the love of his life again.
His hands pressed against her back, her breasts pushing against his strong torso.
She began tugging the bottom of his shirt and he happily assisted in removing it for her, tossing it to the side before cupping her face and returning to his kiss. Gently leading her to the bed, he lay her down, only the silver glow of the moonlight illuminating the room.
The passion between them was indescribable, swirling infernos of affection burning within his core for her as he ran his fingers through her hair, laying atop her. The old cabin smelled a little like old damp wood and old man musk, but they didn't care. All they seemed to be able to perceive right now were each other and the mist of the liquid moonlight.
"So beautiful…" He husks with a deep breath. "I'm so lucky to have you like this."
Y/n's face pinkens at his words, feeling his large and hard member pushing through the cloth of their trousers and into her crotch. She remembers how amazing it feels to have such a strong, funny and caring man inside of her.
His lips trail down her collar bone and his fingers tremble as he starts unbuttoning her shirt, his kisses deep and yearning. She sings a sigh when her breasts are freed and his warm mouth encases her nipple, his eyes closed in hunger. His textured tongue flicks and circles it before gently nipping it with his teeth. He mentally noted she liked that a lot, with her sharp intake of breath.
I'm gonna need to remember all of this for when we're married…
Being so bare and raw with one another felt beyond amazing, emotions beginning to run high once again, being so close to the one they loved. "N'argh… y/n…" He whines, his lust quickly spiralling out of control, his movements quickening. "So perfect."
"Reiner…" She gasps, his words and moans pushing her own sanity.
Her nails sink into his back as he nips her neck with his teeth, his left hand pawing at her trousers and pulling them down her gorgeous pins. His cock throbs and pulses within the constraints of his uniform trousers, both of them glad they'd taken the time to bathe once they'd decided to take their time getting back.
She needed him. It was a feeling she couldn't really describe. It was desperation, she needed him to hold her in his strong arms, to fuck her like some caveman while he fauns over her.
"y/n…" He groans again, his lips moving down her ribs and to in-between her legs. Hearing him so hopeless for her ignited fires within her that she didn't even know were there. He fumbles with his belt while he keeps his face at her lower stomach, slobbering yearning kisses into her satin-soft skin. Relief temporarily washes over him as his throbbing dick springs free, eagerly waiting to be buried inside the one it desired so badly.
"I love you… god, I love you…" He hums out of his control before his tongue suddenly engulfs her soaking slit.
"Ha~~!" She cries out, her face pink and eyes closed as he softly makes out with her sex.
Her fingers run through his blonde strands as he groans into her, that pink etch across his nose reddening deeply. She wonders why she hadn't done this a lot sooner. But then again, maybe it wouldn't feel so special if she had.
"I need you…" She breathes, not really knowing what it was exactly that she needed.
But his primal instincts seemed to understand as he sits up, his face in awe at her gorgeous naked form before him. Hunching over her, his lips return to hers as his weeping head lines up at her entrance.
"I need you too…" He whispers, eyes hazed. "Marry me, y/n."
She glances away shyly, her heart swelling.
He gently grabs her chin and pulls her blushing gaze to his. "I mean it. I want you to be my wife. I want to do this with you every day, for the rest of my days."
Placing her hand on his cheek she kisses him before her reply. "After we graduate. Okay?"
He nods, smiling in-between a kiss. "So, that's a yes?"
"Yes." She laughs softly. "I'll marry you, Reiner."
Blinking away tears of joy he places his head on her shoulder, pushing himself into her.
Her drawn-out sigh at the feeling of him stretching her again made his fingers sink into her hips as a knee-jerk reaction of sheer bliss. He stops at the hilt, his mouth agape as he feels her tight insides clutching him and then releasing, over and over again.
"God, you feel so perfect…" He gruffs into her ear before returning his eyes to hers. "My gorgeous wife…"
"Not yet." She laughs.
He slides his tongue into her mouth, his smirk being the reply to her words. He painfully slowly drags his cock out and then back in, fucking her ever-so-slowly; her whines and deep sighs were music to his ears.
Their fingers lace into a hand-holding embrace as he continues his calm and drawn-out thrusts, his own guttural moans echoing with every push. Her eyes begin to water from how amazing it all felt, once again.
"Reiner, ah~ it's t-too good…"
"Nurgh…! y/n…" He then places his forehead against hers, that cheeky smirk returning. "Get used to it, baby. I'll be making you feel good anytime I can…"
She hums with glee at his words, noticing she loves it when he talks to her while he's buried deep within her core.
"S'so perfect." He continues wanting to shower her with as much affection and praise as humanly possible. "God, so perfect…"
Her slick wetness spread down his entire shaft and large balls, against her perfect backside as he continued his snail-paced drags in and out of her.
He notices a pattern in her spasms that happened last night, right before…
"Already?" He smirks. "Cum for me, gorgeous. Let me take you to heaven…"
Her eyes close and he cups her face, watching her being pushed closer to the edge of glory with each slow thrust. He hooks his arm around behind her back, propping them up with the other hand as he half picks her up, his movements getting firm as she gets closer to her release. He grinds his hips, his short pubic hair stimulating her external g-spot while his beautifully shaped dick relentlessly prods her internal one.
Clinging onto him for dear life, she snaps, her insides clenching down on him so hard all he could do was sort of rock back and forth, his mouth hanging open as he watches her relent at his mercy. "N'ahw, fuck… y/n…baby…" He whines as she orgasms around him. "Too good. You f-feel too damn good…"
He glances down, watching her tiny cunt splitting open at his girth, his self-control quickly leaving him as he returns to his blushing, blown-away state.
"Shit~" His voice breaks. "Holy shit~ baby oh… fuck, baby…"
She stares into the void as she comes back down to earth, everything feeling fuzzy as Reiner stops all of his movements in an attempt to regain some self-control.
His breathing quivered as he watches her come out from her haze, peppering kisses on her chest and neck. She can feel his solid dick pulsing within her as he tries to last longer.
After a few moments of pathetic kisses and whines, he lowers her back down and returns to his slow drags.
"I can't take it…" She runs her fingers through her own hair. "It feels too good, Reiner…"
He grunts loudly in response, picking up his pace and pounding into her now at a faster rate.
"Urgh, n'ah ~~ !" He calls out as he watches her perfect breasts bounce with his movements.
His hands grab her waist, pulling her down into his pounding hips with his rhythm, his large balls slapping off her ass loudly.
He slows to a stop with his eyes clenched shut, trying his damned hardest to keep his hot junk from erupting. He didn't want it to end. He never wanted this to end.
Her fingers graze over his scalp as he hangs his head, focusing on keeping his own bliss at bay.
"I can't… fuck…" He hisses.
"Baby it's okay…" She soothes with such a loving tone. "Cum for me, Reiner. I want to be full with you."
Holding her close with pleading eyes he returns his movements.
"I'm going… you're going to make me… again…" She breathes.
He snaps.
As her coil tightens around him once again, his own ecstasy is released.
"Nuaah ~!" He barks, tears stinging his eyes from how good it felt.
They both float up to the heavens together, swirling within the cosmic dance of lovers before slowly coming back down. As she comes around, he's showering her with sloppy kisses and pleading affirmations.
"I love you… that was so amazing… y/n, don't ever leave me…"
"I won't." She confirms. "I love you too…"
Holding her from behind he inhales her scent as she sleeps soundly next to him, their still naked forms together in a lover's embrace. His fingers run through her hair in a soothing ritual as he listens to her soft breathing, his eyes furrowed and desperate.
How could he ever go back to anything other than her? His life was now set. They would graduate and become soldiers. Of course, the Military Police was his choice but now he was going into the Scouts with his love. To keep her safe and close. He's going to marry her and pump her full of his children.
Everything and everyone else be damned. She's my everything…
*
"Reiner… Reiner!"
The large blonde hears his name being called from somewhere in the void as he is roused from a deep slumber. "y/n...?" He groans, eyes squinting at the bright light.
"What? No, fuckwad." Porco's face comes into view. "We're almost at the drop-off point. Time to wake up."
Reiner's heart sinks as he realises where he was and who he was with.
It wasn't y/n, that's for damn sure.
Last time he saw the love of his life, she was trying her damned hardest to kill him back in Shiganshina. Has it really been four years?
They say heartbreak gets easier with time, but the cruel hands that strip youth bare, only seemed to pour salt into his open wounds.
She will have been there when Eren launched his is attack in Liberio. But Reiner hadn't seen her.
Maybe she'd quit the military?
No. She wouldn't.
Maybe she was killed?
More doubtful. I hope not...
He reasoned he probably just didn't see her within all the chaos. Did she even manage to get out alive? With Marley's soldiers and guns -
"We've come in from the west side of the island to avoid being seen," Porco explains as Reiner groggily rubs his tired temples. "Seeing as though any fleets we've sent from the south haven't returned."
"Right." Reiner replies curtly, not really caring.
Porco seems to hesitate about something from his seat on the small ship they were upon.
Reiner notices this. "Before you ask, no. I won't talk about her."
Porco scowls. "You think I wanna know? I already know enough."
Reiner ignored him. He really wasn't in the mood to put up with his shit.
Their heads snap up when Pieck enters the room followed by Magath. "Alright ladies," Magath begins, holding a small pile of papers and reading them. "The plan is, Finger and Galliard will be infiltrating their military. Seems like they're having some problems with an uprising of sorts. A group called the "Jaegerists" is causing havoc within their chain of command. It's the perfect time to get your asses in there without raising suspicions. No one knows what the two of you look like in human form. So get your asses in gear."
"What about Reiner?" Porco frowns.
"We'll be keeping him as our trump card. Your transport to the wall is waiting for you with your new uniforms. Which means you have full permission to remove your armbands. Keep your wits about you - you can't raise suspicions until it's absolutely necessary. Are we clear?"
"Yes sir."
"Alright. Well let's get you onto the side-boat and away you two go."
Peick and Magath leave, Porco following behind them. Before he exits he turns to Reiner with a sneer.
"Don't worry, Reiner. When I see her, I'll take real good care of her. I promise."
Reiner's hands formed into fists and his entire body tenses as Porco chuckles, closing the door behind him.
That asshole...
Fire spreads across his skin at the thought of Porco seeing her never mind what else his dark mind had planned. But he still owes Porco. If it wasn't for his brothers death, he wouldn't even be alive right now.
"I'm a little nervous, if I had to speak my mind." Pieck mentions to Porco as they watch the larger ship get smaller and the formidable island of devils grow closer.
"Yeah, me too." His voice is barely a whisper as the dark shoreline looms in the distance. "We were totally unprepared and underestimated them back in Liberio. But we won't make that mistake again."
"Not just that..." Pieck's deep blue eyes close for a moment, trying to steadying her nervous breathing. "Look at what that place did to Reiner. He's so... haunted."
"Yeah." He nods. "I know."
The spray of the seafoam splays up and around them as they near the beach, the salt-tinged air dark as the clouds cover the moonlight in a thick blanket. The orange glow of the lantern that sat on the bottom of the wooden boat flickered within its glass casing, reflecting the restlessness Porco was feeling within himself.
"But, you've been here before, right? Four years ago. Don't be nervous, if you managed once you can do it again."
"I was with Zeke then." She hums, almost longing for his wisdom right about now.
"Hey, you're more than capable of thinking on your own feet. It's me who should be worrying."
"Just keep your cool and don't make any rash decisions." She warns him. "No losing your temper."
"I can promise I'll try."
A small laugh leaves her as the boat begins to rock more violently, reaching shallow water.
"Okay, we're here." The officer rowing announces, the thud of land welcome to them. "Your orders are to meet Jackson within the treeline. He's got your uniforms. You'll probably have to scale the wall in titan form."
"Sir." They chant in unison, getting to their feet.
As Porco's boots sink into the grainy sand he couldn't ignore how fast his heart was thudding. And not for the mission. I'm going to see her soon. In the flesh. The witch who's been haunting me for four damn years...
He knew in his heart she was alive and well, because he'd had another weird dream about her only two nights ago. The kind of dream he sometimes had when it felt so real, so vivid, there was no way it was only a dream.
They had been communicating. And he was more than ready to meet her; feeling it within his bones that she will recognise him. Not as a Warrior, but as Porco Galliard; the man who struggles with the loss of his brother. The man who hasn't revealed a single secret about Marley. Only prodding and probing to get to know her as much as possible.
He looks up at the clouded moon, the thought of her maybe looking at it at the same time sending flutters throughout his entirety.
*
Y/n focuses her attention on the partially hidden moon through her window as her blood boils and her fists clench. She then turns and stares into the dead eyes of her "best friend"
Her friend since childhood.
His eyes she knew long gone, the spark extinguished and replaced by an emptiness she could hardly bear gazing into anymore.
"What's happening to you, Eren?" She asks, eyes pleading and searching his for any sign of his old self. "You never smile anymore."
"There isn't much to smile about these days."
His tone was flat yet his words were sharp as they pierced into her heart. Venom spread throughout her chest at her now toxic friend's behest.
"Is it the memories? Is it the Titan's powers you hold? You have three inside of you now Eren, it can't be good for you."
"You don't know what's good for me." He replies with a dark glare, only visible by the lantern in her room, flames licking his face like the forked tongue of the devil.
"You would have been good for me. But I wasn't good enough for you, was I?"
Her eyes widen in surprise. "Wha-?"
"Back in Cadets. When I told you how I felt. And you told me you're focusing on training. Then in a heartbeat, you were with him. Well, you certainly made the right decision there, didn't you?"
"Don't." Her tone is a warning.
"Don't what? You think you know what's good for me, you don't even know what's good for you. Opening your legs for someone who helped kill thousands of - "
Smack.
His head stays in its new position for a few seconds as he registers the stinging slap she'd just whacked full force upon his cheek.
Her chest heaves. Tears sting cruelly at her eyes, yet nothing compared to the crushing pain upon her chest.
"Nothing. Nothing hurts more than what you've become." She hisses with malice. "Sort yourself out, Jaeger."
It's her room, but she's so infuriated she goes to storms out, to leave him alone in her quarters.
But his hand clasps around her wrist, yanking her harshly into his chest.
"Give yourself to me." He commands. "I know you felt the same at some point. Maybe you still do."
His heavy-lidded eyes gazing down at her with his reddening cheek from the slap was certainly a sight to see. She could feel the power within him, just waiting to unleash upon her.
It had been four years since she'd shared her body with someone, and it was hard to admit to herself, but Eren was extremely handsome, her body already burning for him as his warm strong body presses against her.
[ Give yourself to Eren. (Same ending, different path) ]
[ Reject his advances, continue below. ]
"No. Never." She whispers. "Especially not now."
Dejected, he doesn't move as she tears herself away from his embrace, leaving the room.
As she power walks down the hallway, she refuses to allow herself to cry, furiously blinking back her tears.
"Hey, y/n did you manage to convince Armin to... What's wrong?" Jean asks as he steps out of his room.
"Nothing." She seethes, barging by him. "Just the death of a friend."
Jean blinks after her for a moment, perplexed. Then he sees Eren step out of her room.
"For the love of - " Jean sighs in annoyance, before starting his walk towards the sulking figure that was now Eren. "Hey, shithead. Are you gonna stop pissing off your friends or what? Do you want to die alone?"
Eren simply glanced his way before shrugging. "Makes no difference in the end."
Jean's confusion is worsened as he watches Eren skulk back towards his room.
"I don't even know why they let you out of that cell!" Jean called after him. "You've lost your damn mind. ...Or more than you already had."
Eren shoots him the middle finger without looking back, then replacing his hand back into his pocket.
"...Asshole." Jean hisses before returning to where he was going.
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Dawn was just beginning to peep over the horizon when Porco and Pieck arrived at the barracks in their uniform. Although nervous at first, they soon relaxed when they noticed not one person shot them a look of unfamiliarity.
"God their military really has gone to shit," Porco mutters quietly as they just waltz into the barracks without even a second look from the two half-asleep guards at the entrance.
"Must be bad." Pieck replies as the freshly polished floor assaults her nose, resulting in a cute, squeaky sneeze.
"Bless you."
They turn to their left to see Soldier coming out of an adjacent room.
"Thank you." Pieck smiles with an awkward wave.
"Don't mention it." Jean replies. "I've not seen you two before, you been transferred?"
Porco panics, face starting to flush red.
"Yeah, all the way from Stohess. It's good to be back here though." Pieck answers quickly, relying on her briefing from Magath.
Porco breathes a sigh of relief.
"Huh, they sent you two down a bit late huh? But eh, everything has gone to shit these days so I can't say I'm not surprised."
"Yeah, it's a disgrace and a damn shame." Porco replies. "But we gotta go. Duty calls."
Jean nods as he continues his way out of the building.
"That was a close one. Way to go, Pieck." Porco celebrates.
"We have to be careful." Pieck frowns, her worry now evident. "I saw him four years ago. He's part of the Levi Squad. Which means..."
She's here. His heart almost jumps out of his chest, causing him to stop in his tracks, orbs wide.
"Porco?"
"S-sorry. Just, I know Ackerman is one of the ones we gotta be extra careful around."
"Exactly. We should split up. And don't let panic get the better of you. Stay calm and remember our briefing."
"Right." Porco nods. "See you. I'll head upstairs."
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colossal-fallout · 1 year
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Hii, you were one of the first blogs I followed when I was new in Tumblr and it's been years already. I've been in and out of the aot fandom, but I recall how obssesed I was with Porco and Reiner in your writtings. And when I read your chapter one of the new story, it got me into it again. Shipping warriors with paradisian characters is my pleasure, specially scouts, and I love the whole possibilities with the paths and inherited memories, so I fell in love with it.
I saw your requests for hcs are open so, if you can, could you do about warriors x scout reader hcs? How it would be and all? (yes, the Porco story inspired me)
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Thank you for being here!
And gladly - it's something I often think about / write about. It would be such a beautifully cruel love but then again, the world is cruel, right?
Including some lore planned for my fic. If the lore I have implemented in wasn't there and you were just a normal person then everything would still play out pretty much the way it does in the Manga. Everyone is far too well disciplined for anything else. It'll make sense when you read it lol
Warrior X You (A member of the Survey Corps)
Porco - Annie For Reiner & Bertoldt I've kinda already done you can read them here. It wouldn't really be much different than what I have already written.
Warnings: Angst. Fluff. Smut. GN Reader.
Everything going on with the curse of Ymir is literally due to the cycle of hatred and breaking that awful pattern. And so the love between a Warrior and someone from the Isle of the devils is something so pure and must be treasured.
Ymir herself probably set this up or helped via paths and memories. The memories aren't meant to teach further hate, but to understand and grow - something no one has achieved thus far.
Until you come along that is.
Porco
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As written in my fic, Porco would first see you through the eyes of Ymir and her memories, as he tries to comb through to see his brother's.
He only catches glimpses of you at first but you took his breath away. He'd never thought he'd ever lay eyes on someone so perfect.
Tries to differentiate between his own reactions and if this is how Ymir felt. But no, Ymir was with that Historia person.
100% convinced you're a witch / warlock.
Because of course, the only thing to make him tremble, blush and his heart race is witchcraft. Porco isn't one for menial things like romance. Sure, he loves the attention he gets for being a warrior but he doesn't really have time to hunt kitty. If he wasn't so dedicated it'd be a different story, Porco obviously is ego driven a lot of the time.
In my fics it's because you were placed there specifically from a different universe (ours) to have a fresh set of eyes, heart and the chance to break the cycle. You can't be turned into a titan because you're not Eldian, you're from here. (You're not aware of this though, at least not yet) yet you have access to paths but only when Ymir sees fit.
So when you're both asleep, sometimes you'll both have extremely vivid dreams about talking to each other. Full on conversations. And they go on for a while. Like 3 years on and off.
When you figure out you're both real and from different continets, well that's up to you whether or not to try and get information from him. He won't ever give away secrets and will probably begin to resent you for trying when he fell for you so hard. So I wouldn't recommend it. Push everything away. This time in paths is sacred. The war can wait.
It'll even go so far as to making love within paths, and waking up with the love mark on your neck and him with nail marks in his back just confirms further this is real.
Porco removes his shirt after a heavy training exercise;
Peick: 😳😳😳
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Do... do you have a girlfriend? /boyfriend?"
"W-what?! N-no, don't be dumb."
Zeke: "Then what are those love scratches doing down your back? Someone's been a bad boy to a good little pussy cat."
Porco will go beetroot red denying it and instantly healing them now he was aware they were there.
Adhere by the law of ymir and when you meet, well, its up to you what happens. But the path of true love and peace is right there to take.
Annie
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The paths route will be a little harder to take with other shifters at first, because they don't have any memories linking you together. And well, you're physically together so it's not really needed. (Except Pieck & Zeke)
In the Anime/Manga, Annie certainly has a soft spot for Armin, evidently. She's probably the closest one to undoing the cycle if you weren't there.
When you're there it's different. It's like you're magnetically drawn to titan shifters, and them to you, because of your gift from Ymir. Explains why you get along with them better than most during training.
Annie, like the others are pretty far down the conditioning hole and it'll take quote a bit for her to even consider a romance with the enemy.
But again, there's just something special about you. Your aura screams magnetism and there's just something so mystical about you.
You radiate kindness and understanding - it may be hard because well you don't know anything else. But your empathy and understanding is what helps your case with Ymir on judgment day.
But when they fall for you, they fall hard. It really is just up to you what decisions you'll make with their heart in your palm. But remember - Ymir is watching.
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buttery-toasts-blog · 2 years
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Roleplay Information
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hello everyone! I'm going to make this short and sweet! in this post will inquire what my expectations are when you request to roleplay with me, what my muses are and my fandoms and of course ships.
feel free to share this for others or future references!
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Roleplay Rules
1. be respectful to me. do not be rude when I don't want to roleplay with you.
2. do not ghost me. it is rude and I will block you if you do so.
3. please be at least over 17 if you want to roleplay with me. I will not be roleplaying with anyone younger.
4. if you are wanting to roleplay smut, then let me know. and please be the age limit above!
5. please be at least literate to advanced. I do not roleplay one liners! I like descriptive responses. I will get bored if it's less than, so please keep in mind!
6. my muses are on here for a reason. please do not dm me asking to do the characters I say I play, I will decline the request.
7. this goes back to rule 4. please do not be creepy. I do not want nasty fetishes, animal porn, rape, and pedophilia in my roleplays! I will report and block you if you ask.
8. be patient with me! I get busy and sometimes my phone does not let me know when someone messages me!
9. do not spam me for any reason. if I do not reply then I'm more likely busy, doing chores, sleeping or my phone didn't let me see the notifications.
10. when playing canon characters. please keep the way how they are portrayed. I don't want constant ooc the whole roleplay.
11. I don't mind to talk out of character! I'm a nice person who are looking for friends outside of the roleplay!
12. I usually do either bxb and bxg. though the bxg HIGHLY depends! just ask first.
Fandoms
Attack on Titan
Naruto
IT 1990's and 2017, 2019
Marvel
Hannibal
Marble Hornets/Creepypasta
more will be added! these are what I know at the top of my head!
My Muses
Attack on Titan - Armin Arlert, Bertoldt Hoover and Marco Bodt
IT - Eddie Kaspbrak and Bill Denbrough
Naruto - Sakura Haruno, Naruto Uzumaki, Orochimaru, Itachi Uchiha
Marvel - Peter Parker and Gwen Stacy
Hannibal - Will Graham and Abigail Hobbs
Marble Hornets - Alex Kraile, Timothy Wright and Brian Thomas
Creepypasta - Tobias Rogers, Jeffery Woods
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Ships
Attack on Titan - eremin, reibert and jeanco
Naruto - orochimaru x jiriya, itachi uchiha x shisui uchiha, naruto uzumaki x sasuke uchiha and itachi uchiha x sakura haruno
IT - reddie
Marvel - starker and peter parker x gwen stacy or spidypool
Hannibal - hannigram
Marble Hornets - timothy wright x brian thomas
Creepypasta- timothy wright x tobias rogers
feel free to message or even comment down below!
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iinkysquid · 3 months
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Hiiiii :3 I'm here to request a smut B3 (fem reader)
Either with eren, or bertoldt from aot!! Whichever you'd prefer (I love both)
I've never done a request B4 so um I'm just gonna like describe vaguely what I want ig 😭??
For eren: I would like it to switch from Dom!eren to sub, like reader takes control and at first he's bratty but falls to enjoy it :3 I also would like to turn him into a sobbing overstimulated mess!!
For bertoldt: he's so sweet shshdhdb um obvi sub, idk go crazy I just wanna Dom him LMAO, mommy kink possibly?
-💌
I'll gladly write this I'm sorry if it took me a while to respond I'm in the hospital right now I got in a car accident (don't worry I'm fine) I'll be done in a little while
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junisfics · 3 years
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Juni juni juni I’ve never really felt much towards Bertoldt but last name I had a dream that he was a ~soft dom~ and kept me close in his arms and now I’ve been thinking about him all day
i love bertholdt so damn much
he'd def be a service dom too, treating you so well, doing whatever you want, giving you what you need.
he absolutely loves kissing you while he's inside you. one, because he just loves you and needs you to know that: and two, because he loves the way your insides flutter when his tongue slides over yours
he's a big fan of slow and deep strokes. he'll brace his elbows on either side of your head, forehead pressed to yours, tilting his head down and kissing you whenever he likes; all the while you're falling apart beneath him, almost in tears from how amazing he's making you feel
hehehehe i love him
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riniackerman · 3 years
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S/O SITTING ON THEIR LAPS
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pairing: aot men x gn!reader
with: eren yeager, armin arlert, jean kirstein, erwin smith, levi ackerman
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༉‧₊˚✧ eren yeager
Today was the day when the 104th crew went on a little day off. You guys had to take the carriage since Captain Levi refused to allow you guys to wear gears since he knew how silly Connie and Jean could get without his eyes on them.
Armin was sitting outside to restrain the horse, Inside the carriage, there was Mikasa, Jean, Sasha, Connie, Annie, Reiner, and Bert sitting by themselves. 
You and Eren arrived to the carriage a little late so there wasn’t enough space for you two to sit alone. “Bert move a little,” Eren asked Bert but he refused since there wasn’t any more space for him to move. “[name] can just sit on Eren’s lap. You guys are dating so there’s nothing wrong. Right [name]?” Sasha suggests an idea and you and Eren went along with it. 
You gently placed yourself on Eren’s lap. You were trying to adjust to get comfortable until Eren grabbed your waist out of nowhere and adjusted you on his lap. “Eren!” You gasped not knowing what to do. 
“Just stay still” Eren whispers to your ears and you comprehended.
It has been around 10 minutes and you could hear Eren’s little moans coming out from his mouth. But you were busy talking to Bert until you felt something touching your ass. “Hm?” You looked at Eren and saw him breathing loudly and his cheek reddening. It was the moment when you figured he got hard below you.
“Babe are you-?” You confusedly mutters to him but he just nods a few times as a response.
“What’s wrong?” You hear Mikasa worrying about Eren’s red face. “No-nothing” Eren sputters his word but everybody except Mikasa knew what was going on. They were trying their best to hide their laughter since Eren would kill them if they did. 
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༉‧₊˚✧ armin arlert
You were strolling the garden on a sunny afternoon until you saw your boyfriend sitting behind the tree enjoying the wind breeze.
“Babe? What are you doing here?” You approach him and he turns around smiling at you. “Come here” Armin pats on the grass but you refused since you just got out of a shower and didn’t want dirt on your new uniform.
“I, um just got out of the shower” You stroke your hair not knowing what to do. “Then I’ll just…-” Without hesitation, Armin grabbed your wrist and pulled you down. “Armin wait-!” 
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You opened your eyes and noticed you were sitting on his lap. 
“Armin! I’m heavy!” You refused and tried to get up but Armin once again grabbed your waist and pulled you down.
 “No, you’re not. I want you here” Armin whispers into your ears,  for whatever reason you were tensed out from his words. 
He breathes in to smell the lavender scent from your hair. “I love this” Armin coos and started to play with your hair. You left a chuckle and cupped his cheek with your hand and kissed him. 
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༉‧₊˚✧ jean kirstein
As you got out of the shower wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around your soft skin, you notice your boyfriend had come back from his training. 
“Hey babe, how was your training?” You approached him and rubbed his hair. Jean was closing his eyes on the couch desperate to go to sleep and rest. 
“Ugh, captain Levi made me run 10 laps. I swear that short dude needs a lesson” Jean whined as he rubbed his face with his hand. 
You noticed Jean’s legs were spread out and gave enough room for you to sit on his laps. You walked over to him and gently sat on him and wrapped your hand around his cheek and pinching it.
He opened his eyes and gasped at what you were wearing. Your collarbone, your lavender scent, and your soft skin made him flush so quick.
“Well, isn’t this a nice surprise?” He smirks and wrapped his muscly arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him.
“J-Jean!” You giggle as you two shared a deep kiss. 
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༉‧₊˚✧ erwin smith
Knock knock
“Come in” You hear your boyfriend answer in a frustrated tone. You carefully opened the door and got into the room.
“Hey babe” Erwin looks at you and gave a smile, though he didn’t seem to be happy at all. You glance through his table and saw stacks of papers piled up.
“Erwin you should take a rest” You walk towards behind and leaned your chin on top of his head. “It’s fine, I’ll finish up quickly, go sit and rest” Erwin tried his best to sound not tired but sure it wasn’t working. 
You wanted to do something that would make him happy. Then an idea came through in your thoughts. You moved next to him and raised your leg and sat on his lap, more like straddling to him.
“[name]?” Erwin tensed up as you touched his neck and kissed him. “Commander you need to rest” You finally saw your boyfriend putting on his real smile on his face. “There we go,” You coo at him and Erwin wrapped his large hand around your ass and pulled you in closer.
“Nothing can make me happier than this. I love you” Erwin cupped your chin and kissed you, and you returned with a deep kiss this time. 
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༉‧₊˚✧ levi ackerman
You and Levi went to the village market to buy new cleaning equipment, there you saw a cute cafe and asked Levi to stop by and he agreed.
“[name]? Is that you?” A familiar voice reached you. You turned back ad saw your friend back when you were in the training corps. “Kylian!” You walked towards him and hugged him tight, it was so nice to meet one of your old friends.
“It’s been so long, how’s the Survey Corps?” He asks you with a big smile on his face. “It’s good actually! I’ve made new friends and-” Levi cuts you two’s conversation by standing behind you.
“Who’s this?” Kylian asks. “Oh, this is my squad captain, Levi. You don’t know him?” You confusedly asked him. You were certain that everyone knew who Levi Ackerman was. “Oh shit, Captain Levi! So nice to meet you” Kylian gave his hand to shake Levi’s but Levi walked away and grabbed a sit. 
“He’s always like that, don’t take it personally.” You awkwardly chuckled at Kylian. “Want to take a sit together? I don’t mind sitting with Captain” He carefully asks you and you kindly agreed. You had so many things to tell him and so did he.
“Okay, but I have to go the restroom real quick” You rushed out to the bathroom. Kylian went over to the table and sat in front of Levi. 
“Hah?” Levi questioned as to why he was sitting in front of him. “Oh um [name] said I could sit with you guys.” He nervously laughs and Levi rolls his eyes.
“[name] became prettier. I used to like her a lot. Does she have a boyfriend? Is she popular among the guys in the Survey Corps?” Kylian started to talk about you which made Levi rage up inside, but he couldn’t do anything since he promised you to keep the relationship between you in secret. “Don’t know” Levi firmly spits his word.
“I wonder if she’s good at kissing” This was the moment when Levi wanted his blade so bad so he could slice the fuck out of this immature boy. How dare he to spit words of you like that?
“Hey sorry for taking so long, I was-” As you were about to take sit, Levi wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you down to his lap, finally answering Kylian’s question. “I can say that my girlfriend is good at kissing”
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lunaekalenda · 2 years
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can i get some relationship w college au bertholdt headcanons both sfw and nsfw 🥺🥺 i make these little scenarios in my head where i’m dating him and he calls me baby and everything it’s kinda crazy but he’s fine as hell so <33
sure! hope you like it! 💖 nsfw under the read more line hehe
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he doesn't care if you live on the other corner of the city, he'll be at your door to accompany you to college.
once he's in front of your door, he'll take air a couple times and check his hair on his phone screen while waiting.
he's used to do it but he still gets nervous cause it's you and he just loves you so much.
once you're in the street, expect the most sweet kiss ever, followed by his blush and his hand caging yours, walking towards the building.
he'll listen to you talk about everything: tje new anime you're watching, the professor that left you hundreds of exercises as homework and how your roommate didn't let you sleep.
shy as always, he won't talk a lot about him, prefers to listen.
once you arrive to your class, he'll promise to pick you up when both of you end your classes and take you to have lunch.
sealing that with a kiss that leaves you on the clouds, you face the morning classes.
he's in your class door at the accorded hour, holding your hand as soon as you're outside,
if it's sunny, he's probably getting food for a picnic. if not, he'll share his umbrella, walking to the little appartment he shares with his best friend, Reiner.
Reiner is rarely home due to the training schedule, so Bertholdt knows exactly when to bring you home.
he likes to spend the afternoons together, studying, talking, playing videogames or watching a film.
he doesn't mind as long as the plan is with you.
he even likes to just receive your little kisses on him until he's blushed to the max.
"baby, i-i think it is my turn."
takes you on tons of dates.
his favorite ones are to take the car and drive away, to a forest or a beach, and spend the day together and alone, in a peaceful place.
he likes to see you on his clothes, and get them again full of your perfume.
he's super considerate, and he always has a new toothbrush and shampoo for you on his bathroom.
you like his bed a lot because of how big and comfortable it is. it's easy for you to end sleeping with him.
he likes to analyze every single mark on your skin.
"baby, how did you get this scar?"
fantasize together about the future is his favorite activity.
even when he's usually shy and sweet, getting him in the mood is pretty easy.
specially if you play your little game of not showing more than the surface, a way he has to imagine and imagine and imagine.
specially if you play your little game of not showing more than the surface, a way he has to imagine and imagine and imagine.
specially if you play your little game of not showing more than the surface, a way he has to imagine and imagine and imagine.
he would be lying if he said he didn't touch himself to some of your pics when he was alone at home.
but, if he can touch you instead, what is he waiting for?
his room is always quieter than yours, and also a private room, not a shared one like yours.
he needs to kiss you while his fingers trace the outside of your panties.
and he needs to kiss you more when his long fingers take the fabric to a side.
his shy personality makes hard for him to tell you what he wants to do, what he wants ypu to do and what he feels. not as hard as you make him tho
he always prepares you first, long fingers sliding in and out as he catches every single moan in his mouth.
he knows he's big, and hurting you is never on his plans.
even when he doesn't notice, the lewdest sentences come out of his mouth.
"come on, baby, i need more.... i need you more wet, yeah?"
that's definitely a way to get you more wet.
he thinks you belong to his lap as his hands belong to your butt, guiding the rhythm and helping you to move.
there's no joke about the size.
king of safe sex, yes he is.
get on your knees for him and you'll be able to see the most blushed version of bertholdt.
and also the "roughest", sliding his cock into your mouth, throat more than ready to take him.
likes to buy flavored condoms. you don't know why but you find it pretty cute.
he thinks that sleeping naked next to you after having an intense session is the nearest feeling to total happiness.
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brendashmenda · 2 years
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Reiner who holds your hand while his hips thrusts up into you…
Reiner who brushes your tears away as he bottoms out…
Reiner who frames your face with his huge warm hands as you ride him, hips stuttering to keep the pace…
BYE ARMIN IS MY FOREVER HUSBAND BUT REINER IS MAKING ME FEEL THINGS LATELY
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jjkeremika · 4 months
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AoT Fic / Oneshot Master List
~~welcome to jjkeremika~~
hi! i’m mako. welcome to my obsession. i write fics/headcanons/oneshots/imagines/drabbles/whatevertheyarecalled/ihonestlydontknow; mostly smutty/nsfw heheh.
currently i write about: eren x mikasa; AoT x reader; eren x reader; reiner x reader; levi x reader; armin x reader; but im open to others (mostly fem!reader, some gender neutral)
please click the underlined for the link to the work (tumblr; ao3); master list updated periodically; all fics created on this master list are written by jjkeremika (me); all of my works are connected under the tag jjkeremika; interactions with and/or thoughts on works are appreciated <3
assume smut/nsfw/mdni themes unless noted otherwise with *
hope you enjoy!
p.s… (per requests….worth asking, also worth noting i prefer and try to stick to character personalities and reasonable headcanons; if i can’t picture them saying/doing it i might not explore it…. fluffy/smutty accepted… not a “dead dove dne” friendly space…)
Eremika:
fucking in a sauna (It is hot (with you; love you))
mikasa gets sick (Stay pt1, pt2)*
Moments (Express Divine Devotion)*
mikasa sneaks out (Moonlight)
eren has a vision (Just like i dreamt it)
eren eats mikasa out (Tasty)
eren and mikasa secretly meet (secret)
eren calls jean while fucking mikasa (Big Time)
eren overhears mikasa (loud in my life and in my dreams)
mikasa tutors eren (my tutor pt1; pt2)
eren’s mikasa’s professor (drop my class so i can pick you up pt1; pt2)
another eren professor pt1 (thanks for coming professor pt1)*; pt2 (to be posted soon)
eren’s scout commander, mikasa’s a new recruit pt1 (think i need someone older)*; pt2 (posted soon)
mikasa shows eren how she had sex with jean (just show me)
eren’s a spy/assassin and mikasa’s his target’s daughter (to my poison: my god you’re intoxicating)*
like an actual eremika fanfic (when lightning strikes the heart (pts 00-02)) (* thus far)
roadtrip (pt1; pt2)
mikasa’s mother is sick (lavender)*
eren’s a baker
Formula One au (ch1; ch2; ch3; ch4)
AoT x reader:
Rough intimacy (Eren, Mikasa, Hange, Levi, Reiner, Jean)
Soft intimacy (Connie, Erwin, Bertoldt, Armin, Zeke)
Favorite places (Eren, Armin, Jean, Reiner, Erwin, Levi, Bertoldt, Connie, Zeke)
Date nights (Here to Forever; Eren, Armin, Jean, Reiner, Erwin, Zeke, Porco, Historia)
Hit on you in class (Eren, Jean, Reiner, Armin, Porco, Levi, Connie, Erwin) *
Another rough intimacy (Reiner, Jean, Eren, Erwin, Levi)
Favorite positions (Eren, Reiner, Levi, Porco, Erwin)
crushes on you (Reiner, Eren, Levi, Porco, Jean)*
walk in on you touching yourself (Eren, Jean, Armin, Levi, Erwin, Colt)
fluffy moments (Eren, Reiner, Levi, Erwin)*
confess love for you (Eren, Reiner, Porco, Zeke, Armin, Bertoldt, Levi, Erwin)(mostly * except eren)
vices (eren, levi, reiner, armin, zeke, jean)
pervy pussy eaters (eren, levi, reiner, armin)
asking you on a valentines date*
what they don’t know (eren, erwin, levi, connie)
excited and exhausted (erwin, sasha, armin, hange, levi)
Eren x reader:
Games
dangerous missions*
ha(u)nted soldier*
Betting Games
Reiner x reader:
Shower together
Levi x reader:
peanut butter kisses
goofy (pt1; pt2; pt3; pt4)
Armin x reader:
campgrounds and fairs (tbp)
love gambler (tbp)
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elijahlittle · 3 years
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WE'LL TALK ABOUT IT LATER (Bertolt Hoover/Reader)
TITLE: WE'LL TALK ABOUT IT LATER PAIRING: bertolt hoover/reader, light choking(?) TAGS: semi-public sex, female-bodied reader TRIGGER WARNINGS?: kind of mean and unhealthy y/n interactions (very light) w baby bertolt but on god it's part of the plot, very slight dubcon? idk if it can be interpreted that way but it's tagged for safety AU: idk modern au b/c i fuck hard with those DECSRIPTION: yes i believe in bottom bertolt supremacy but one of my friends gave me this idea like okay hear me out, y/n has been straight up blue-balling her boyfriend for quite some time, and it's getting frustrating, so he swallows his nervousness and, per suggestion of his good friend eren, decides to make even in the middle of the movie theater. by the way i am TIRED of everyone having eren hating on bertolt they would be GOOD FRIENDS in a modern au. WORD COUNT: 2,233
"Hey, Eren . . . I have a question" Bertolt looked like he was going to crawl out of his skin as he sat on the opposite end of the couch in the basement, his hands resting on his knees as he fiddled with his fingers.
"Shoot" Said Eren Yeager, pulling his hair back into a messy bun - his fingers expertly tying a small scrunchie into his hair. Jean had teased him about using scrunchies relentlessly - but Eren would die on the hill that using them was better for your hair; the last thing he wanted was for his hair to fall out.
"I, uh . . ." Bertolt's face was turning red, his nose scrunched as he stared at his knees, trying to figure out how to breach the subject. "So you know that y/n and I have been . . . you know, dating for quite some time . . ."
"Yeah . . .?" Eren drawled lazily, leaning his elbows on his knees as he played lazily on his phone, his thumbs typing away. For the most part, he seemed uninterested. "Where are you going with this?"
"Well, you know with dating comes . . . s-" Bertolt paused, now pressing his knuckles together tightly.
"Sex?"
"Yeah, that"
"Well, we've been having it a lot lately . . ."
"Are you just sitting me down to brag about your sex life . . .?" Eren inquired, raising an eyebrow - not that Eren was one to judge as he was often guilty of spilling his guts about his sexual escapades. But with Bertolt? . . . Well, it felt weird and out of place.
"N-No!" was Bertolt's immediately response. "It's not that. It's just lately, well . . ."
"Lately what? Spit it out. I don't have all day." Eren responded, looking down at his phone that was currently blowing up. He had a date coming up soon and he was relatively excited for it.
"Well . . . usually, y/n is, you know, on top . . . you know, more assertive -"
"I mean you didn't have to tell me that" Eren interrupted, "We all knew that -"
"- anyways" Bertolt's face was turning hot at the comment. He didn't have the time to really address Eren's comment. "I like it! I do! But lately, I've been thinking well, I'd like to take control . . ."
"Oh?" Eren's ears perked up and he was wriggling his way closer to Bertolt. "So you took control and they didn't like it, and now you're asking me for help?"
"No . . . not exactly."
"Then what happened?"
"Well, I asked them if they'd be willing to you know . . . switch it up and -"
"Jesus fuck, Bert. You can't just ask you have to just do -"
". . . and well, they laughed in my face, pat my cheek, and said no. I asked Reiner what to do and Reiner said to tell them I wasn't going to have sex until they gave me what I want. I thought it was a bad idea, but I went with it anyways and . . . well, they told me that two could play at that game and it's been . . ."
"How long has it been?"
"Uh . . ." Bertolt squirmed a bit in his place, "Two weeks. . ."
"Two weeks!" Eren exclaimed incredulously, in sheer disbelief. "That's insane! And you've just let them get away with it for this long?"
"Uh . . ." Bertolt scratched the back of his neck nervously, "What do you mean by get away with it? I mean . . . yeah . . .? What else am I supposed to do?"
"Well firstly," Eren said, picking up his phone, "Never ask Reiner for advice again. That was your first mistake. Secondly, let me cancel my date tonight -"
"Oh, no - you don't have to do that!" Bertolt responded quickly, "Just a few pieces of advice would be sufficient . . ."
Eren tapped away tirelessly at his phone before turning it face-down on the coffee table, now turning towards Bertolt - a rather determined look in his eyes.
"No -" Eren held up a hand, "I want to help. Besides, I'm going to tell you exactly what to do and we're going to run over it a few times, then - I'm going to make sure you don't pussy out. Knowing you, this is going to take a while. Consider it my early birthday present to you"
"My birthday was a month ago . . ."
"That's not the point. Anyways," Eren placed a very serious hand on his friend's shoulder, pulling Bertolt closer, "You're going to want to take her to the most popular movie in theaters on a Saturday night -"
"Where are you going with this?"
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Seeing how packed the movie theater was, Bertolt was definitely thinking about backing out of it. While his partner was in the restroom, presumably washing their hands, he fiddled with his phone in his hands.
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To: Eren Yeager
From: Bertolt Hoover
- I don't know if this is a good idea . . .
Read: 9:45 pm
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From: Eren Yeager
To: Bertolt Hoover
- If you don't go through with this I'll never forgive you. I canceled a date to prep you on this. Don't make me have canceled my date in vain. I dedicated my heart to this cause.
Read: 9:47 pm
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To: Eren Yeager
From: Bertolt Hoover
- I guess . . .
Read: 9:48 pm
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To: Bertolt Hoover
From: Eren Yeager
- I'm putting my upmost faith and trust in you. Don't fuck this up.
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"Here -" Bertolt extended his arms out to you as you came back from the restroom and concessions, a bag of candy in your hands, "I brought this for you."
His smile was innocent enough and the gesture was kind.
"Thank you." Was your tart response as you leaned over to pat the side of his face and press a kiss to his forehead before sitting down. "So have you changed your mind about what you asked for?" You inquired, taking his hand in your own as you opened your bag of candy and set it between the two of you as you linked your fingers in his own. Perhaps you shouldn't have brought up that topic of conversation here, on a movie date, but you couldn't help it - the way his big eyes looked up at you when he handed you the blanket drove you crazy. It made you want to lower yourself on him right then and there. It was just a damn shame that he had to be so persistent. The first week was easy enough but as you rounded out the second week of this no-sex stalemate . . . well, it was getting more difficult.
He openly frowned.
"Is that a no?"
"Do we have to have this conversation here? Let's just try to have a good night . . ."
You felt a bit guilty but were never the type who was keen on saying sorry.
"We'll talk about it later, then . . ." You responded dryly, clearly unhappy with the response.
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To be honest, when Bertolt had suggested watching one of the like, seven hundred Quentin Tarentino movies produced, you were slightly surprised. He was never one for big action movies - especially loud ones; loud noises were often too intense for him. As well as that, neither of you were into mindless action movies. However, this - whatever the hell this was - was actually quite enjoyable.
Halfway through the movie, you found yourself sucked into a particularly loud action scene.
You hadn't really noticed, or particularly cared, when Bertolt had slipped his hand underneath the blanket - resting his palm on your knee. It was kind of comforting.
You hadn't really noticed when he slipped his hand from the top of your knee to the inside of your knee, either.
Or when he inched it up halfway up your thigh.
However, you had noticed when his hand was slipping up your skirt, resting on the upmost part of your thigh where the muscle met the pelvis. For a second, you wondered if he was really trying to pull moves right here, in a movie theater, underneath this blanket - but when you looked over, noticing how tense and uncomfortable he was, you figured if he was, he wasn't going to go through with it - but settled on the notion that he probably wasn't even thinking about it.
A few moments passed by before you felt the tip of his finger press against your panties. There was a moment of tense surprise as your head snapped to look at your boyfriend, your expression narrowing - almost as though you were daring him to push further. You couldn't tell if he was embarrassed or not, but by the way he looked directly at the screen - you could tell he was at the very least a bit flustered.
If that was this case, this pathetic excuse for a mutiny would be over soon.
He drug the pad of his finger around your clothed clitoris gently, teasing it. You felt your abdomen jerk and dropped your hands onto his over the blanket, trying to hold them in place.
Bertolt's thin finger continued to tease around your clit before sliding downwards, continuing to rub over the fabric of your panties before pushing them slightly to the side. His face was hot with nervousness but the adrenaline of the entire situation was rushing to his head.
He continued to train his eyes on the screen in front of him, pretending to be invested in seeing the seventh car crash of the night. While his eyes were on the screen, his finger was sliding up and down your slit, slick from how wet you were. Bertolt wondered - what expression were you making right now? Was your face twisting up in confusion and frustration? Was your mouth forming into a little O?
You pressed your thighs together, your hands now squeezing at the armrests of the chair, squirming. Your heart raced and you pressed your head back into the chair, biting down on your lip as his finger slid its way back up to your clit, gently rubbing at it. Bertolt couldn't hear anything over the sound of cars crashing into each other, but he could certainly imagine how lewd you sounded - it only made sense, considering the fact that you were simply dripping.
Without much warning, Bertolt slipped his finger into you.
Head swimming, you let out a very small moan.
Finally, he turned his head to you.
"Are you okay?" He whispered. The question seemed innocent enough, but given that he was currently one knuckle deep into your cunt, his finger sliding in and out of you and curling, thumb pressing against your clit, you couldn't help but feel irritated with the question.
"Ber-" You let your head loll over to face him, face flushed red and and mouth slightly agape, though found yourself incapable of finishing the sentence as he slipped in a second finger.
The sight of your eyes half-lidded and your tongue poking out between your lips, which were parted gently, and the overall look of pathetic helplessness you gave him was almost too much. If the two of you weren't in a packed theater, he would have rolled you underneath him, torn off your panties, and fucked you underneath your skirt then and there. But for now, he'd have to settle for sliding his fingers back and forth against the inside of your gummy walls, which were tightening against him.
"Shh." He placed a finger to your lips. "The movie is still going. Try to keep quiet." His finger muffled the small gasps and groans you were breathing out. "Here - try this" He slipped a piece of candy in your mouth. "Good, no?"
He refrained from sliding his fingers into your mouth then and there.
As his fingers rocked in and out of you, you bit down on the candy to stifle the moans and gasps. For a second, you thought you were going to choke - but managed to swallow just fine.
Bertolt looked away, once more training his eyes on the movie. Pleasure pooled at the bottom of your stomach and very gently and discreetly, you began to grind your hips into his fingers.
"That's different." He mumbled to himself.
The second time he turned to look over at you, he could see tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you struggled to discreetly grind your hips against his fingers, seeking out an orgasm, but couldn't quite find the pace your body needed without being blatantly obvious.
The only thing you could do was close your eyes and tilted your head back as Bertolt curled his fingers in you - the pace quickening.
Your heartrate grew faster and you could feel his lips press at the shell of your ear.
What was it that Eren said to add? he thought, that's right -
Breath hot on your ear, he rasped out a simple question.
"Tell me, do you deserve it?" Truthfully, he felt awkward saying it - as though the words didn't quite come out of his mouth. You must have disagreed though, because the only thing you could mutter out in response was -
"Y-Yes"
You were starting to reach the edge of your orgasm, your head pressed against his own, back arching gently, as he pressed his face into your neck. Legs shaking, you sucked in a deep breath and -
His fingers slipped out of you and he took a moment to wipe them off on the insides of the blanket before linking his fingers in your own, leaving you a rattled, shaking, frustrated mess - completely unraveled before him as you tried to catch your breath.
"I don't think you do. We'll talk about it later."
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lilyundertaker · 2 years
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April bullies day 2 - The twist of fate
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Pairing: Yandere!Armin x bully!reader;
Genre: college au, smut, one-shot;
Warnings: non-con, dub-con, blowjob, vaginal penetration, breast worship, titty fucking, beating, breeding kink, lactation kink (mentioned kinda);
Synopsis: Armin purpusfully makes you fail at tests, which leads you to start bullying him. What you don't know, however, is that Armin has been eying you for a while, or more specifically - your tits.
Note: so this will be more like Armin bullying the reader through academics, while the reader bullies Armin back phisically.
For the third time in this month, you had failed your test at Professor Erwin’s class, and you were so frustrated that you were ready to punch the culprit in the face. No, not the professor, but the school’s goody two-shoes Armin fucking Arlert.
It had been Armin, who reported you at the first test for “copying” his work, which lead Erwin to fail you at the test. On the second test you tried double-teaming with Annie, but again Armin reported you.
So, on this test you were smarter and instead copied Armin’s notes from the preparation lesson, while the former went to pick his daily cappuccino. But as it turned out, the specific technique for solving problems you copied from Armin had turned out laughably incorrect, which lead you to think that Armin made wrong notes on purpose as it would be no trouble for him to use the correct technique during the test. And boy were you right.
Luckily you only shared three classes with Armin, all taught by Professor Erwin and as it turned out those were the only classes you were failing at miserably. So, as a retaliation you began to corner Armin and occasionally throw a punch or two at him as a warning. Yet that didn’t stop him one bit.
What you never came to realize was the fact that there was an ulterior motive behind Armin’s actions. He purposefully failed you in hopes that you might come around and ask the guy to teach you some stuff. He had offered you his help once, but you obviously refused, partially because you thought that he was taunting you.
Even though Armin purposefully wore larger clothes that seemed to practically give him the appearance of a “halfway there anorexic”, that was far from truth, but it worked in regard of people thinking that he was a nerdy weakling.
It would be no problem for him to stop you, as you cornered him again and aimed punches at his face, splitting his lip and giving him a nosebleed, but also here there was a hidden motive. Not that he was a sub or masochist, in fact he didn’t enjoy getting bruised up, but during all of these beatings his face was extremely close to your body, and he was able to get an amazing view of your breasts, hidden under your tight-fitted uniform blouse.
On the occasions when you got more eager with your punches, your breasts would slightly jiggle, sending all the wrong thoughts to Armin’s head, that would ultimately make him hard and force him to deal with it as soon as you were done.
Unfortunately for him, it didn’t take long for you to see where his eyes landed, causing your face to twist in disgust and leave him as he was. Fearing that you might not corner him anymore, Armin filed a complaint to the headmaster and got you a one week long suspension, during which you missed another test at Professor Erwin’s class.
As soon as you returned you went straight to your gang, consisting of Bertoldt, Reiner, Porco, Pieck, Annie and Marcel with the idea to talk them into beating up Armin FOR REAL, but you ended up only informing Porco and Bertoldt, since you knew that the other’s wouldn’t support such actions, even if they all were your friends.
So here you were, behind the school, where there were no cameras nor people in sight, watching as the boys were beating Armin up, while you watched with an evil grin.
As Armin was thrown to the ground you walked towards him and bent down, prompting Porco to lift Armin’s head up by the hair as Bertoldt kept him down.
“You love these Armin, don’t you?” you asked rhetorically, while palming your breasts. Armin was breathing harder as if trying to give you an answer, but even if that was the case you cut him off by a harsh slap. “Listen to me you disgusting, little shit! If you report this to anyone, I’m gonna tell everyone of how you were harassing me, and my boys only intervened to save me from your assault.” You threatened, still wearing that wicked smirk.
There were no words to describe your satisfaction upon learning that Armin explained his miserable state by saying that he fell down at the bleachers and what’s more – he even stayed home for the next week, to treat his injuries.
With your given freedom of the whole week, you managed to write your fourth test, that you had missed and even made arrangements with Erwin on which dates you could retake your three failed tests.
You were even happier, when upon his return to school, Armin offered an apology for upsetting you. As means of showing how sorry he was, he offered to give you all the correct answers from all three previous tests, however, only if you would come and collect them at his dorm, since the principal had “warmly advised him” that after lessons he should stay in his dormitory, so that “accidents like these” (clearly the principal hadn’t bought Armin’s excuse) wouldn’t happen again.
“Yeah right! Like I’d ever go to you room, where you can give me hell without anyone ever hearing about it. If your truly so sincere, then you’ll bring me those answers to MY room.” You shot back and left.
This encounter ticked off some fear in you, so you invited Bertoldt and Porco to stay up late at your room at the dorms. Dressed in your comfortable pj’s the three of you decided to play Uno to pass time.
It was around 11PM that a knock echoed at your door. Seeing your worried expression, Porco went to open the door, only to receive a hard punch to the face. It was Eren along with Jean, Connie, Mikasa and Armin, who looked feral and ready to kill, save for Armin, who seemed rather calm and collected.
“I brought you your answers.” He said with a smile, lifting a small pile of papers in his hand while the rest of his gang absolutely destroyed Porco and Bertoldt and dragged them out of your room, closing the door behind them.
“Well, since you were too lazy to come and get them by yourself I oh so graciously came to hand them o-” Armin didn’t get to finish his sentence as you quickly smacked him across the face and bolted for the door. However, you were greatly outmatched by the speed of his hands that found their way around your body, pulled you in a tight grip and threw you back on your bed.
Armin walked across the scattered papers and got on top of you. Not wasting any time he ripped open your pj’s shirt, releasing your breast, he was so obsessed about. “You know, I never got the chance to answer your question the other day.” He said making you confused. “The answer is fucking YES, I completely adore these.” He said while his large hands palmed at your tits.
“I’ve been loving them for quite some time…well…ever since we started college, I guess.” He confirmed and wrapped his mouth around your left breast, taking in as much flesh as he could fit.
You tried to punch at his arms and get him off of you, but found yourself facing a brick wall of muscles. From what you saw in every day, he seemed thin like a twig, but once you actually got to feel more of his body instead of just his face, it was clear to you that you had been deceived.
Annoyed by your actions, Armin took both of your wrists in one hand and brought them over your head. “Don’t worry pretty thing, Imma take good care of your tits and I’m sure you’ll like it.” He declared, before licking up through the valley of you breasts and wrapping his lips around your right bud, while his free hand played with the other.
Armin used the flat of his tongue to lap over the roundness of your mouth, took your breast in, only to release it with a loud pop and repeated this action till your nipple was rock hard.
“Fuck. If this keeps on, I’m gonna cum in my pants. Guess we shouldn’t waist this opportunity.” He said, finally releasing you from his death grip, which had bruised your wrists. You massaged them softly, while Armin discarded his clothing. Seeing him in his full glory your eyes went wide and you attempted to flee once more, but again were stopped by the blonde.
“Listen sweet tits, cause Imma say this only once!” he said in a low, dark voice. “If your gonna be disobedient I’ll make sure that you have an accident so awful, that your eye will fall out, and after that I’ll proceed to fuck your empty socket and come inside it, fill up your brains with my cum, so you’ll be only able to think about my dick!” he threatened.
You only nodded weekly, but in response Armin gripped your throat with an angry scowl, “Use your fucking words y/n!” to which you sobbed out a “yes” as a confirmation.
“Excellent! Now lay down on your back and press your tits together, so that I can fuck them properly. Use the whole potential, ya know.”
Obediently you layed down on your back, forcing the sides of your tits around Armin’s cock, just as he had asked. You swallowed the painful not that had found it’s way in your throat as Armin’s hands were planted near your head for balance and his hips began to thrust forward.
He didn’t shy away from moaning out a yes and a fuck, whenever the pleasurable sensation got to strong for him. Not being satisfied only with the friction, he prompted you to open your mouth, so that the mushroom of his cock could enter past your lips.
You had never seen, never even imagined that Armin was actually like this. That behind that nerdy, angel like appearance remained hidden a demon. A demon, who was using your tits for his own twisted fantasies.
Armin gripped your head to get even more of himself inside your mouth and demanded that you press your tits together harder.
“Holy fuck y/n, this is a hundred times better that I could ever even dream of!” he proclaimed as he neared his inevitable extasy. One, two three, a few more thrusts and he released a huge load in your mouth, a lot of it spilling out as you rose up choking and trying to clear your throat for oxygen.
While Armin fell back, you quickly grabbed your torn shirt and used it to wipe away as much of Armin’s essence as you could, as well as the tears that had fallen from your eyes. You threw away the shirt and rose up from the bed, only to be pulled back down with Armin on top of you. “Not yet, let me stay more.” He said rather pleadingly.
So, there you were, laying against your pillows with a blank expression, releasing soft mewls now and then as Armin sucked and pulled on your breasts with his mouth. You were beyond embarrassed that a tiny wet spot had formed into your pj’s shorts, and you were eager to get the off of you.
This session continued on for a good part of half an hour before Armin finally pulled away with a smile, proud of your tits that were now sore and full of marks. You met his eyes with your own angry ones. “You know, it actually fucking hurts you retard!” you grunted. “I could’ve gone easier if the milk would’ve come out sooner, so I had to go overboard.”
Your eyes went wide at his response. “That’s now how it works you idiot! You should know that only pregnant women have…wait.” You suddenly stopped yourself from talking any further as an evil, mischievous grin graced Armin’s lip.
“Exactly! Just imagine how big and beautiful your breasts would get, ah, and all that milk that would come out once you were too full of it.”
You didn’t like where this was going, but Armin sure as hell did, because in few moments your shorts were torn apart as gracefully as your shirt was and his cock was already prodding at your entrance.
‘Wait, hold it, I can’t become-, I-I’m a virgin, please, I don’t want this.” You sobbed and anxiously tried to reason with him. Armin didn’t give you any response, but instead he sheathed himself all the way in and gave your neck soothing open-mouth kisses, while you were struggling to adjust with his length.
“Don’t worry baby!” he said before beginning to slowly move. “I’m smart, I already have a remote job, that I’m working during my studies. Once I graduate, I’ll already have a lot of money for us and it won’t be hard to start a new life, since last week I found out that my grandfather had left all his inheritance, including the house to me.” He continued on as his thrusts grew faster, knocking some air out of your lungs. “Since your academics ain’t that great you’ll make a perfect housewife, taking care of the house, making me dinner whilst awaiting my return from work and raising our kids.” He explained.
A tear rolled down your cheek from the mix of emotions that were exploding in your brain. You felt as if Armin had been preparing his whole life, just so he could take you away from the world and plant you in his little fantasy universe.
In response, Armin hugged your bodies together and brought all of his desire, passion and love into a kiss, which he planted on your lips. Your reflexes kicked in and you kissed him back. You gripped him tight as well, feeling safe in his embrace from the frightening reality. You felt more safe, more secure, and more daring as you finally didn’t compress your moans, but instead allowed them to brush over Armin’s eardrums, signalizing a sort of acceptance to whatever crazy ideas he had planned out for the two of you.
Armin’s breath became shakier right before he released his seed deep inside of you and you followed him soon after.
He repositioned you so that he could tuck you and himself under the blanket and just like many other nights to come, he fell asleep with his face buried in your breasts.
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colossal-fallout · 3 years
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500 Follower event 💥
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Since my mission is to quench thirst, I thought a menu theme would be a good fit for my first ever follower event.
Pick a starter, along with a main and desssrt, as well as the character you'd like.
The follower event is the only open requests I'm taking as I finish these WIPS up. This event is a queue. Thank you for being interested in my blog, even if it's just a passing interest ❤️ means a lot.
Starters
Love Letter
Wedding vows
Headcanons for whatever subject you wish
Text messages;
Angst
Loving
Asking out for first time.
Or
Tell me some information about yourself and I'll match you with a character.
Main
One shot; Angst, Fluff or smut
Spin the bottle detailed one shot (if you missed the valentine's event early in my blog, I randomise names of characters and write a light make out smut)
Character asking you to dance at a ball one shot
Character getting jealous one shot
Dessert
Smut text messages
Fluff text messages
Smut headcanons
Fluff headcanons
Love letter
Wedding vows.
Again - thank you so much for being here 💓
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oneoftheextras · 3 years
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Day 22 | Reiner Braun | Kinktober 2021
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kinktober 2021 masterlist
22th October - Predator/Prey
paring: reiner braun x f!reader
summary: when you overhear reiner and bertoldt’s conversation, reiner comes up with a particular way to make sure you stay quiet
words: 2.1k
warnings: spoilers for season 3, 18+, smut, non-con, predator / prey (duh), manipulation, sadism, blackmail, mentions of marco’s death, mentions of forced pregnancy.
← day 21 | uniform kink | daichi sawamura         day 23 | corruption | hawks →
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“Who did you tell?” Reiner’s voice boomed in your ears as you felt your back hit the hard bark of the tree.
The wind partially being knocked out of you had you answering slower than the blonde haired man liked.
“I don’t think she did-“ Bertoldt put a hand on his friend’s shoulder, trying to calm him down.
You hadn’t meant to overhear their conversation, really you didn’t, but they were talking so loudly and their voices travelled in the night.
If you could’ve turned back time you would’ve never gone for a midnight stroll, then you wouldn’t have stumbled upon the two large men.
“We can’t be sure!” Reiner slammed his hand into the tree next to your head when he spotted you try to make a dash for it.
Bertoldt glanced warily at Reiner, “Then what are we going to do? We can’t toss her to the Titan’s like we did Marco, that won’t work a second time!” he sounded panicked.
“Y-You did what to Marco?!” you felt anger bubbling up in your chest, mixed with fear.
Jean was adamant something was suspicious about the way Marco died and now you knew the truth - now you had two secrets to hide.
“I’m trying to think!” Reiner shouted at both you and Bertoldt, and then silence fell over the three of you.
Neither of you wanted to be on the receiving end of Reiner’s temper, you’d never seen him be so violent before.
He and Bertoldt were gentle giants. Always looking out for the Squad like protective older brothers, or so you thought.
It still hadn’t properly clicked into place that they were responsible for the deaths of so many people that you knew and loved.
“You killed them,” you muttered to yourself, the reality of the situation finally sinking into the crevices of your brain, “You killed all of them, and now you’re going to kill me!” you squirmed under his hold.
Using both your hands, you tried to push his huge palm off of your throat but his hold was too strong.
He turned his head to Bertoldt who stared at you with worry, “Go back inside, I’ll handle her.” his tone was cold and frightening.
“Are you sur-“ the taller man started to protest, but Reiner cut him off, “Yes, I’m sure, now go!” he snapped.
Bertoldt scurried off before he could be scolded again.
When Reiner turned his attention back to you his expression was scolding and scheming, he’d decided what he was going to do.
“I won’t tell anyone Reiner, I promise!” you pleaded with him, “I know you won’t,” his voice had an undertone that you didn’t like.
It was hard to think that this was the Reiner who was helping you with your ODM gear only a few hours earlier that day.
He didn’t let you go despite his words, “I’m a very dangerous enemy to have,” his fingers at your throat twitched and a new sense of panic went through you.
His eyes never left yours as a sadistic smile crept onto his face.
“I’m not going to kill you, but I could make it so you have an ‘accident’ on our mission next week,” he raised an eyebrow at you.
You shook your head as best you could with his hand holding you against the tree, “Do you not want that?” he asked as though that was even a question.
“Of course I don’t want that, you psychopath!” you screamed at him and his hand slid up to cover your mouth.
Before he was able to fully cover your lips with his palm you opened your mouth and clamped your teeth around his flesh, biting him as hard as you could.
“Bitch!” he hissed as he pulled his hand away to nurse it, you took your opportunity to run.
They had dragged you out to one of the forests near base, the one where you did most of your ODM training routines, you knew there was a little cabin around here somewhere.
If you could barricade yourself in, there was no way he could get to you, not without going Titan and alerting everyone back at base.
He growled and inspected his hand, you hadn’t broken the skin at least, but you’d broken a few blood vessels.
He was faster than you, you both were aware of that - Reiner grinned to himself, strangely happy that you’d ran.
A sting of excitement flickered through his brain. ‘The pleasure is in the chase, never in the capture’ he thought to himself, but he had a feeling he’d enjoy the capture too.
He could still hear the faint sounds of your footsteps through the forest so he didn’t rush himself, he strolled casually through the trees after you.
Even if he didn’t catch you tonight, you’d have to return eventually, and that would lead you straight back to him.
Your boots were leaving muddy imprints in the dirt, he thought you were smarter than to stick to the path. It’s almost like you wanted him to get you.
With a tutt and a roll of his neck, he broke into a light jog, keeping one eye to the trail of breadcrumbs you were leaving him.
The cabin was close, you knew it was around here somewhere, but when you spotted the metal roof you felt a sigh of relief go through you.
It only took you a few minutes to pull the lock down and push the large wooden table in front of it and choose a hiding place.
You weren’t stupid and neither was Reiner, you were certain he would check here. So it was your job to keep him out, but failing that, make sure he couldn’t find you.
There was a small kitchen in the cabin, and you opted to curl yourself up into a ball and tuck yourself into one of the cupboards.
“I know you’re in there, come out and make this easier for both of us!” Reiner shouted from outside the cabin, making you jump at the suddenness of his voice. You expected him to catch up with you but you didn’t think he would be that quick.
The sound of banging against the front door made you gasp, alongside the table legs scraping against the hardwood floor. The sound got louder and louder until it stopped entirely, you held your breath waiting to hear anything at all.
Another large bang recoiled any thoughts you had about opening the door to peak at him, the sound of the table shattering into pieces made you want to scream, but instead you stayed as still as you could.
“You’re just pissing me off!” his voice was louder now, and a lot closer. The cabin was small so there weren’t many places you could go, he’d either give up or find you eventually, you hoped it was the former. “If you come out now I won’t be as mean, I promise!” his voice was accompanied by furniture being moved around and doors being opened and slammed shut again.
Your heart was pounding in your chest, hopefully you could calm your breathing down enough to keep yourself hidden.
The thump of his boots got closer and louder, “Are you in here?” the last word was stressed as he almost ripped the cupboard door off it’s hinges.
A growl followed when he saw you weren’t where he thought you would be. He made his way down the cupboards, opening and slamming them one by one until a rush of cold air swarmed you.
“There you are!” he grinned manically, grabbing your forearm and dragging you out of your hiding space despite your kicking and scratching.
Your nails digging and scraping his flesh didn’t even make him flinch, “Are you proud of yourself? For wasting my time?” he lifted you off the ground and slung you over his shoulder.
“Let me go, Reiner!” you scratched and kicked against him but the way his chest and back hummed made you stop. “Yeah sure, I’ll let you go so you can run off to Erwin or Levi and tell them what you know?” the sarcasm in his voice was evident.
Before you could answer he threw you off his shoulder and you were surprised when you hit something soft instead of the hard wooden floor you were expecting.
He held his hand out so you could see the deep bloody cut across his palm, “Do anything I don’t like and I’ll go Titan - you’d be burned to pieces.” his voice and eyes were dark, he meant every word.
“What do you want from me? Name it and I’ll do it, just let me go!” you were frustrated, it felt no matter what you said he wouldn’t believe you.
You could swear not to tell anyone but all he had was your word. No, he had something so much sicker planned.
“Take off your clothes.” he deadpanned. You stared at him, waiting for him to start laughing but he never did “I said take them off!” he raised his voice and started pacing at the end of the bed.
His steps were slow, he wasn’t pacing out of frustration but more like he was stalking and waiting to pounce.
You did as he said. You weren’t ashamed of your body and you weren’t about to show you were afraid to Reiner Braun of all people.
“Are you happy now?” you bit at him once you removed your panties and threw them at him. They landed on his chest but he caught them before they hit the floor - bringing them up to his face he inhaled deeply and his eyes rolled back into his head, “Not quite.”.
If you weren’t completely shocked by what you were seeing you would’ve shouted at him about how much of a pervert he was.
He shoved the fabric into his pockets and locked his eyes onto you again, “Mutually assured destruction,” he smiled as he climbed onto the bed.
The weight of both him and your bodies made the mattress sink into itself. He began to undo his belt buckle and it clicked what he wanted, but you asked him to elaborate regardless.
“You’re sick!” you spat at him, but he just seemed to enjoy it even more, “I don’t know how this mutually assured destruction,” you tutted and stared him down.
He was over you now, his face inches from yours,“If you expose me then you expose yourself. He lowered himself until his mouth was against your ear, “No one would trust the girl the traitor is fucking,” he didn’t give you time to respond before you felt his head poking at your entrance and push into you harshly.
It hurt, he had given you no time to prepare and no lubricant whatsoever. So why was your body naturally getting wetter for him?
He groaned as he pushed himself even further inside of you, pulling almost all the way out again only seconds later.
His pace was bruising and his cock somehow managed to hit every spot that made you feel good, you didn’t want to want this but little bolts of electricity ruptured through you as you mewled under him.
“I’ll tell you what I’ll do,” he propped himself up on his elbows so he could watch your face scrunch up with pleasure, “Every time I don’t trust you or feel like you’re going to squeal, I’ll fuck you again,” he licked his lips greedily, “How does that sound?” he grunted at a particularly hard thrust.
You squeaked at the snap of his hips, the noises coming out of you uncontrollable but his words made your insides churn. It was horrible, sick and twisted, so why did you want him to say it more?
“If you make me mistrust you enough, I might knock you up, then you’d be forever trapped with me,” there was a hint of glee in his voice that unnerved you.
Shaking your head ‘No’ was a contradiction when you felt your walls convulse around him and your orgasm rip through you.
He hadn’t expected you to cum, or to even enjoy this. Honestly he thought you were going to put up more of a fight.
So when your greedy hole clenched around him, he couldn’t hold on much longer until he came aggressively inside of you.
When your eyelids fluttered open and he saw how much of a daze you were in, he knew you would keep his secret.
And if you didn’t, you knew what the consequences would be.
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Kingdom of Lilies Ch. 8 (Eren x Fem! Reader)
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Hello my lovely Poppies! Here is chapter 8! Sorry for the wait! I kept going back and editing to try to make this chapter reallllyyy good!
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Chapter Warnings: Language, threats, mentions of death, violence, SMUT LOTS OF SMUT, Armor kink, overstimulation, fluff
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The journey to Marley from the rest stop was silent. Even though she was accompanied by some of her husband's closest friends, she wasn’t well acquainted with them. She didn’t know how to start up a conversation. Should she introduce herself since she never really met them until now? Should she thank them for escorting her? Apologize for being the reason why they can’t fight alongside their king, their friend?
“You’re good for him,” the dark-haired female said, snapping Y/N out of her head.
“P-Pardon?” she asked, looking up to see the knight riding alongside the carriage.
Mikasa gave her a smile, “He was different this morning when he debriefed us on what we are doing. He was more… calm. I just wanted to thank you for opening his eyes. As one of his closest friends, seeing him not respond to any of our attempts to help him, it made me feel useless. In the past, Armin and I were the voices of reason to him. But since he was crowned king, he listened to us less and less.”
Y/N nodded, “I-I’m sorry you all are stuck with me…instead of being there for him…”
“Are you kidding?” Reiner laughed, “I was hoping for an assignment where I don’t have to see any blood. Or a crazy rage king.”
“It’s a nice change of pace,” Marco agreed, “And even if we aren’t physically with him, we are still protecting you under his orders. You are just as important as him.”
Y/N opened her mouth to respond when Bertoldt called out that they were approaching the castle gates.
“Mikasa,” she called to the knight, “I am not sure if Eren had already told you, but please find Hannes and tell him to double up security around the castle. No is to leave or enter without permission until he returns.”
“Of course,” the female knight bowed her head, “I will ride ahead and go find him. You three make sure she gets there safely!”
Y/N watched as Mikasa rode ahead of the group towards the castle, gulping in nervousness to see her family…
“We have arrived your highness,” Reiner said as the carriage came to a stop in front of the castle’s entrance.
Marco opened the carriage door, offering his hand to his queen as she stepped down the step to the ground.
“You’re highness!”
Y/N looked up to see a blonde man jogging toward her. She looked up at Marco to ask who he was.
“That’s Hannes,” he whispered. Y/N nodded, mouthing a thank you to the knight.
“Hannes,” she greeted once the man approached her, “I am very pleased to finally meet you.”
“Likewise, your majesty,” the man panted, “I apologize that we were not prepared for your arrival.”
“That’s alright,” she said, “We didn’t have time to let you know. Eren is on his way to find him, so we figured it would be best to keep our plans on the down-low.”
“I understand,” the man smiled, “What brings you here? We’ve doubled our security per your request, but I do not understand why.”
“My parents are still working with Zeke,” Y/N said in a hushed tone, “Some of Zeke’s supporters still reside here so they are relaying information. I am here to speak with my parents on the matter.”
Hannes’ eyes widened, “How could I have not seen that?”
“None of us could have. Do you know where my parents would be?”
“They are usually meeting with their advisors over the trade routes around this time. Apparently, some of the neighboring kingdoms are still debating on opening their trade routes to Marley again.”
Y/N hummed in thought, “And they’ve been doing this since the king and I left? Every day?”
Hannes nodded, “Not every day but about twice a week.”
Y/N quirked a brow at Hannes’ response, “Interesting. Have any royals and their advisors from the neighboring kingdoms come to Marley to discuss these issues with them?”
“Uh, never any royals but their advisors do come. We figure it is because the other royals are still wary of meeting with King Robert and Queen Elise.”
“That is very suspicious,” Y/N said, making her way into the castle, “Show me where they are.”
“You’re highness,” Marco called, “What should we do?”
Y/N looked over her shoulder at the three knights, “You should be at my side. I believe there will be a bit of drama with my parents.”
The men looked at each other in confusion as they followed their friend’s wife into the castle.
“Now I am confused,” Hannes said, “Why is it suspicious for them to speak with the neighboring kingdom’s advisors.”
“Because,” Y/N said as they walked through the halls, “Advisors do not visit as often as they are without royalty. Something is amiss. Are any of you with them while they are in their meetings?”
“Well we used to, but there had been some issues around the area with some of Zeke’s men that called our men’s attention elsewhere. It didn’t seem worrisome because all they did was talk about trade route plans.”
“Until they weren’t being watched,” Y/N said, picking up her pace.
“Princess Y/N!” a servant called out in surprise, “W-What brings you here?”
Y/N turned to the man, “Grayson. It is good to see you. I am here to see my parents.”
“Princess, they-”
“I am not to be addressed as a princess anymore, Grayson,” Y/N said, “I am a queen now after all.”
“M-My apologies, your majesty,” the man bowed, “I regret to inform you that the king and queen are busy at the moment. If you would like, I can grab some refreshments while you wait?”
“There’s no need,” Y/N said, turning away to continue on her path, “I will go on and see them. Surely there is something I can do to assist them in their meeting about the trade routes.”
“O-Of course, your majesty. At least let me announce your arrival.”
“You seem to not want me to interrupt their meeting,” Y/N said, “Why is that?”
Grayson shifted in his spot, “I- The king and queen have been very busy. T-They would want to get their matters settled before they see you. T-To enjoy their time with you without the interruption.”
“I see,” Y/N said.
Grayson let out a small sigh of relief and turned to announce her return when Y/N interrupted him.
“Bertoldt.”
The knight sprang into action, quickly restraining the servant, his hand covering his mouth to suppress his muffled shouts.
“Marco, help Bertoldt get Grayson into a cell and get Mikasa. I want you all to be in the dining room,” Y/N ordered, “Reiner, Hannes, shall we be on our way?”
“Of course,” Hannes said, “They are in your father’s office. If you would follow me.”
They continued on their way to the kings’ office, taking care to make sure Y/N was out of sight of any more servants so as to avoid a commotion and alerting her parents that she was there. When they reached the king’s office, Y/N turned to her entourage, placing a finger to her lips. She pressed her ear to the door. She heard muffled talking. Then a loud voice whom she recognized as her father's voice rang. He was upset about something. Carefully, she slowly cracked the door, leaning closer to the opening to hear what was being said.
“He’s doubled his security around Eldia!” her father exclaimed, “We haven’t been able to get in contact with Colt or the others at all about what is happening over there!”
“You’re majesty,” someone spoke, “I’m sure everything is fine. We haven’t detected any movement from Eldia recently. They are probably too busy with preparations for that bastard’s ball. He most likely did that to make sure nothing goes wrong until then.”
“Do you think he could have found out there were spies?” her mother asked with concern, “What do you think has happened to Y/N?”
Before she heard more, Y/N quietly shut the door and turned back to Hannes and Reiner, “I knew it. Those ‘advisors’ weren’t advisors at all. They were informants.”
“Your majesty, I am deeply sorry for my mistakes,” Hannes whispered, bowing his head to the ground, “I overlooked the situation with ignorance and allowed things to escalate. I am willing to accept any form of punishment you give me.”
“It’s alright, Hannes,” Y/N said, pulling the man up by his arm, “You’re doing the best you can. I’m going in and I want you two with me.”
The men nodded in understanding. Y/N let out a deep sigh and knocked on the door.
“We’re busy!” her father shouted.
Y/N rolled her eyes before fixing her face to show innocence. She opened the door, revealing herself to her parents.
“Too busy for me?” she asked with a sweet smile.
“Y/N my child!” her mother beamed, running to her daughter and engulfing her in a hug.
“Mother, it is good to see you!” she said, returning the hug. While her mother held her, ranting about how much she missed her, Y/N took note of seeing her father and their ‘advisors’ frantically trying to tidy up his desk. Hiding the evidence…
“My dear child!” her father exclaimed as he made his way towards the two, signaling the other men to leave, “We have missed you so much!”
“Yes!” her mother added, “Oh I have much to ask! Come, let us discuss this over lunch, shall we?”
Y/N nodded and took her mother’s hand, letting her lead her out of the office, “That sounds lovely mother.”
“Come on then,” her father said, ushering them out of the room. Y/N took notice of her father locking the door to his study from the corner of her eye as her mother led her down the hall.
“Where is Georgie?” Y/N asked.
“We sent him off to live with the nanny for a little while,” her father said, “Your mother and I have been very busy with getting Marley back on its feet that we haven’t had much time to be with him.”
“Is he happy?”
“Of course dear!” her mother laughed, “He comes to visit. He’s such an angel. Even though he is young, he understands that his parents are busy.”
Y/N nodded in understanding, “I’m glad he’s alright.”
Her mother smiled and gave her hand a squeeze, “Oh, you have no idea how happy I am to see you! We have so much to talk about at lunch!”
“Indeed we do mother,” Y/N agreed, trying her best to make the smile on her face look genuine. As they made their way to the dining room, her thoughts drifted to her husband. She wondered how he was doing with his expedition.
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As Y/N was making her way through the halls with her parents for a meal, Eren was trying his goddamn best not to let his rage take over him as he fought Zeke’s men alongside his knights. Zeke was there. He knew it. There were way more of his men here. It was a strategy, his father had taught them both in the art of war. He had told them that numbers are important, especially when they, as royals, are present. Eren believed it, but ever since their death, he decided that he only needed a handful of knights. Hence he created the Scouts, a small group that went with him wherever. Each member trained well enough to take on a platoon of soldiers without taking any major damage. He and his men were prepared for anything. Except in that moment, Eren felt like they were at a disadvantage. Zeke’s men weren’t much of a challenge per se, but they definitely had numbers. Eren had managed to catch them off guard, but they were quick to organize themselves to fight back. 
It was frustrating. As much as he hated to admit it, he would have already been in a fight with Zeke himself if he wasn’t holding himself back. It annoyed him how every time he struck a man down, another one would take his place. It was not long before there was a shout for the men to retreat. Eren howled in anger. That meant Zeke had escaped. He had failed to capture his brother. As the Marleyians retreated, Eren followed after them, his thirst for blood beginning to surface. 
“Eren!” Levi shouted, “That’s enough! They’re gone. Let’s search the camp to see if we can find anything.”
Eren stopped in his tracks at Levi’s words, watching the men retreat down the mountain. It pissed him off the see them slipping through his fingertips. Jean knew that his friend wanted to follow them. Hell, he knew that he actually might. 
“Eren,” he said as he walked up to the king, “They’re gone. We’ve driven them off.”
“Zeke still escaped,” Eren growled.
“Yeah, he did,” Jean sighed, “But we cut down a big portion of his force. He will need to regroup. Come on. Let’s wrap up here and get to the castle. We need to let Y/N know what happened.”
Eren’s eyes widened. That’s right. Y/N was in Marley dealing with her parents. He needed to get there fast. He knew that Zeke wasn’t stupid enough to try and return back to the castle, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t do it. Eren pursed his lips and let out a whistle calling for his horse. Not even a moment later, the animal arrived. Eren pulled himself onto the saddle and trotted over to his men who were looking through the camp.
“Did you find anything?” he asked.
One of his men shook their head, “Nothing your majesty. They cleaned out before they left.”
Eren nodded, “Get your horses. We are going to Marley.”
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“Must your men be here with us?” her mother whined, “You’re safe here, my love! They don’t need to be around you.”
“It’s quite alright mother,” Y/N chuckled as she took a bite of her food, her eyes falling to the four knights, “I promised my husband that they would be with me at all times.”
“And how is…Eren?” her father asked, his word bitter.
“Never mind him!” her mother said, “How are you, my dear? Has he been unkind to you? Do you need us to do anything? Has he hurt you?”
Y/N could see Mikasa tense up out of the corner of her eye. 
“He has hurt me,” she answered, “On numerous occasions.”
“That does it!” Her mother exclaimed, “I knew he couldn’t be trusted. Robert-”
“But,” Y/N interjected, “I confronted him about it. Last night actually. We talked and were able to work things out.”
“Work things out?” her father questioned.
Y/N nodded, “We figured out why our relationship was so strained. You see, I have always loved Eren since I met him eight years ago. You remember the letters I sent to him after the coup don’t you? The letters that told him that I loved him.”
“Of course, dear,” her mother responded, “It was absolutely shameful of him to not respond!”
“That’s what I thought. But while we conversed last night, he told me that he never received those letters.”
Her mother and father froze for a moment but tried to act as if they weren’t fazed. Y/N however, got all the confirmation she needed in that split second.
“He told me he had fallen in love with me as well, but because he never received the letters, he was led to believe that I had a part in helping Zeke. Hence why he was so hostile towards me,” she continued, “Do you two happen to know what happened to my letters?”
“Ah! Dessert has arrived!” her mother exclaimed as a servant entered the room wheeling in a cart with a cheesecake, obviously trying to change the subject, “We have your favorite, Y/N! Mixed berry cheesecake!”
Y/N sighed and thanked the servant who placed a slice of cheesecake in front of her. She hadn’t had her favorite dessert in a while, so she was willing to drop the subject to enjoy her treat. However, when she brought a piece of the dessert to her mouth she gagged. Something did not seem right with the food…
“Y/N?” her mother questioned with worry.
“Is this poisoned?” she asked, pushing the plate away from her as she kept a napkin over her mouth. She felt like throwing up at the mere sight of it.
“Poison?!” a voice boomed from behind.
Y/N watched her parents’ faces contort with fear. She turned in her seat to see her husband storming to the table, his armor sporting splatters of blood. He picked up the small plate and examined the food.
“Eren-”
“Are you poisoning my wife?” he snarled at her parents.
“A-Absolutely not!” her mother exclaimed, showing her plate to him, “We are eating it as well!”
Eren looked down at Y/N with confusion.
“It smells weird,” she said, “It doesn’t settle right with me.”
Eren looked at the dessert and back to Y/N before picking it up with his fingers and taking a bite.
“Eren!” both Y/N and Mikasa exclaimed in alarm.
“It tasted fine,” he said as he put down the plate, “It’s not poisoned.”
“There,” her mother said, “It’s not poisoned. You can eat it now, Y/N.”
“No thank you. I don’t want to eat it. I still feel queasy looking at it,” Y/N pushed the plate to the empty spot next to her and turned to her husband, “You can have it. You need the sugar.”
Eren smirked and pressed a kiss to her forehead, “I need a different kind of sugar, but this will suffice for now.”
Y/N blushed, embarrassed that he said that in front of her parents.
Elise quirked a brow at her daughter, “You’ve never turned down a mixed berry cheesecake, Y/N… Are you alright?”
“I am perfectly fine mother,” Y/N said, “I just don’t have the appetite for it.”
“Y-Your Highness, what brings you to Marley? And what… happened?” Robert asked, hesitantly gesturing to the bloodied armor.
“Well, a little bird told me that Zeke was nearby and that he has been receiving help. So we,” Eren said as he placed a hand over Y/N’s, “decided to come by and check on things.”
“You haven’t been in contact with him recently, have you?” Y/N asked.
There was a moment of silence at Y/N’s question until Elise gave out an awkward laugh, “O-Of course not! How could we do something like that? After all the generosity, King Yeager has given us!”
Eren hummed, “I appreciate the flattery dear mother-in-law, but the little bird said otherwise.”
Robert scoffed in offense, “E-Excuse me? Why on earth would we do that? Who told you such lies?”
Eren looked at Y/N, his eyes telling her that he was sorry once again for what had happened the day before. She squeezed his hand, before looking at her parents, “Colt Grice.”
Robert and Elise went silent. Neither of them said a thing, they just stared at their daughter in shock.
“L-Lies!” Robert shouted, “We-”
“He told me everything,” Y/N said, “He told me that you were communicating with Zeke via your servants when they took days off. He told me that Zeke was staying in the mountains to take over Marley for you and then would attack Eldia on the night of Eren’s coronation anniversary.”
“And before you try to defend yourself, Robert,” Eren said, “He was correct. I found Zeke’s camp in the mountains. The bastard got away, but his forces have been cut down significantly.”
“That doesn’t prove that we have been assisting him!”
“I have proof,” Y/N said, “I overheard your meeting with the ‘advisors’ from the neighboring kingdoms. They were not advisors.”
“How did you-”
“You may have fooled Hannes, but you cannot fool a fellow royal,” Y/N said, “I know the rules of how kingdoms conduct business with each other. You taught me, father.”
Robert clenched his fists in anger. How could his daughter turn on her own father and mother? What had that bastard done to her? “You!” he shouted at Eren, “What have you done to my daughter?!”
“He’s done nothing!” Y/N exclaimed.
“He’s hurt you Y/N!” Elise countered, “You said it yourself!”
“I did,” Eren said, “I don’t deny it.”
“You bastard!” Robert yelled. Y/N watched in horror as her father flipped the table, drawing his sword and rushing at Eren.
“Father, no!” Y/N shouted, getting up to stand in front of her husband, only to be pulled out of the way by her mother.
Eren was quick to react, pulling out his sword just in time to block Robert’s blade from slicing his neck. While Robert had years of experience with the sword, he was weaker with age. Eren was able to use his strength to shove the older king away from him. In an instant, Eren’s knights surrounded the pair aiming their swords at the king of Marley before he could rearrange himself.
“Drop the sword, Robert,” Eren ordered.
“Eren!” Y/N’s voice cried out in fear.
Eren turned to see what the matter was and his stomach dropped. His wife was in her mother’s arms with a knife at her throat.
“Y/N!” he took a step forward, “Elise, drop the knife.”
“Don’t come any closer!” Elise shouted, pressing the knife into her daughter’s neck, causing her to whimper, “Drop your sword, call off your men and let my husband go. Then I’ll release her.”
“Elise!” Robert shouted, “Are you mad?”
“Maybe,” Elise laughed, “But he ruined us! If it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t be in this mess! Now drop your sword, Yeager.”
“Eren…” Y/N whimpered.
Eren was torn. If he didn’t drop his sword, he would have Robert and Elise captured, but he would lose Y/N. If he did, he would have Y/N but lose Robert and Elise like he did Zeke. However, movement behind the women caught his eye. Mikasa. He let out a small sigh of relief.
“Okay,” he said in defeat, dropping his sword and lifting his hands in the air, “Let her go.”
“Not until you have your men do the same,” Elise hissed, tightening her hold on her daughter.
“How about you drop your knife instead?” Mikasa growled, pressing her blade against the queen's back.
Elise stiffened at the sharp blade pressing against her, “Why you-”
“Elise!” Robert shouted, “Drop the knife!”
“But-”
“Just drop it!”
“Mother!” Y/N whimpered, “Please drop the knife.”
Elise looked at her daughter, her eyes widening at the fear in her eyes. She realized what she was about to do. She really was about to hurt her daughter to save herself. She instantly dropped the knife as if it burned her. Y/N dashed out of her arms and ran straight for Eren, almost tripping over herself. She watched as the young king caught her daughter in his arms before she fell, cradling her as she buried her face into his neck.
“You’re okay,” Eren whispered to his wife as he kissed her head, “It’s alright.”
“Y-Y/N,” Elise stuttered, “I-”
“Lock them away,” Y/N said.
“Y/N-”
“I said, lock them away!” she ordered. She turned to her mother and father, “We will discuss this later. I cannot look at either of you right now.”
To her surprise, neither of her parents made a fuss as they were escorted out of the room to the dungeon.
“Are you okay?” Eren asked once her parents left, lifting her face to examine her neck.
“I feel fine. Just shaken up,” Y/N sighed, “Is it bad?”
“Just a little red. No blood,” he said, looking up to Mikasa, “And where were you?”
The woman scoffed, “No ‘Thank you for saving my wife, Mikasa!’?”
Y/N stepped away from Eren to give Mikasa a hug, “Thank you, Mikasa. I don’t know how I could ever repay you.”
Mikasa chuckled as she returned the hug, “I was only doing my duty. If anything, it’s your husband who owes me a few favors.”
Eren sighed, “Thank you for saving my wife Mikasa. What do you want?”
“I’m glad you asked,” Mikasa smiled, “Before I came and interrupted whatever happened here I was making sure all of the guards were up to speed. I also sent a message back to Eldia letting them know what happened. Jean filled me in on everything on your end. I have called for Pixis to come down to Marley to take over since you two cannot stay here and Eren’s ball is next week. I would say that he should arrive within two days. Now I would like to cash in one of the favors you owe me. Give me and Jean these next couple of days off. We haven’t had much alone time together.”
Y/N blushed deeply at the knight's request and looked at Eren. She never got the chance to admire him in his armor. Despite the scattered splatters of blood, he looked very handsome. So strong. So powerful. So… sexy… She felt herself getting hot between her thighs.
“Done!” she said capturing their attention, “Go take your break, Mikasa! You two enjoy yourselves!”
Before Eren could respond, Y/N grabbed his arm and rushed out of the dining hall.
“Y-Y/N!” Eren exclaimed as she pulled him through the halls, “Where are we going?!”
Y/N didn’t respond. She was a woman on a mission. Once she found her old room, she pulled Eren inside and shut the door, making sure to lock it.
“Y/N, what are you-”
Eren grunted as Y/N pushed him onto her bed, crawling onto his lap and smashing her lips against his. Eren moaned into the kiss as he pulled her body closer to him. 
“Eren~” Y/N moaned into his mouth as she ground her hips against him, feeling his cock harden through his pants, “I-I need you. Now.”
“Y/N,” he panted, “I-I don’t think now is-”
“Now Eren!” she whined as she slipped her panties off, “Please!”
“Okay, okay!” he said, “Let me take off my armor.”
“No, keep it on!” she exclaimed, her hands already undoing the zipper of his pants, pulling them down with his underwear just enough to let his cock spring free. Eren’s eyes widened with lust as she lifted her dress, exposing her wet cunt. He watched as she reached a hand down, gathering some of her slick and rubbing it onto his cock. After pumping his cock a couple of times, Y/N guided him to her entrance, slowly sinking onto his length. Eren threw his head back with a hiss of pleasure.
“Just like this,” Y/N moaned, “Take me, Eren. Just like this.”
Eren kissed her down her neck, “Are you sure, Y/N?”
“Yes, Eren! Just fuck me please!” she cried out as she tried to move her hips.
Eren let out a groan and flipped them over so that she was lying down on the bed.
“Oh my love,” he moaned as he kissed her, “I’m not going to fuck you… I’m going to make love to you.”
Y/N moaned as he thrust into her at a slow, sensual pace, his cock hitting all of her pleasure spots. As much as she enjoyed how loving he was being, kissing her as his hips met hers, she wanted more.
“E-Eren!” she whimpered into his mouth, “F-Faster!”
“You want faster?” he hissed as she clenched down on him.
“Please!”
Y/N let out a yelp as Eren pulled her up and flipped her on all fours, thrusting his cock back into her core.
“E-Eren!”
“You said you wanted faster,” he panted as he pounded into her, “Is this what you wanted? My cock abusing your cunt?”
“Y-Yes!” Y/N cried, “I want it!”
Eren groaned in pleasure, “Goddammit! You’re so tight!”
“‘Cause y-you feel so- oh- good!” she whimpered, her hand reaching his on her hip.
“Come here,” he panted, grabbing her arms and pulling her back into his chest as he continued to thrust. His hand turned her head to him and he stared into her eyes. The lust in hers matched his own. 
“I love you,” he whispered.
Y/N smiled, her hand reaching up into his hair to pull his lips onto hers, “I love you too.”
Eren groaned into the kiss. Even though he failed to capture his brother, he felt whole with Y/N in his arms, writhing with pleasure under his touches. He snaked his hand down her body, sliping hit under her dress to her clit.
“How does it feel, love?” he panted into her ear as he rubbed her.
“It feels- ah- so good,” she whined, her hands reaching to grasp onto his armor as he thrusted into her, “Eren! S-So close!”
“I feel it to,” he grunted into her neck, covering the exposed skin in kisses. He hissed at how she clenched around him, bringing him closer to his high, “F-Fuck! Come on, baby! Come with me!”
With a loud moan, Y/N’s body suddenly jolted; her head thrown back onto Eren’s shoulder as her walls spasmed around his cock. Eren followed behind her immediately, biting her neck as he gave a final thrust, letting his seed flow into her womb. And they stayed like that in each others arms, catching their breath. When Eren loosened his hold to pull out, Y/N pulled him back, gyrating her hips against his.
“Y-Y/N?” he panted.
“More!” she whined, her glossy eyes meeting his, “I need more!”
Eren let out a sigh, feeling himself getting hard again. He gave her a kiss before pushing her off of him, chuckling at her pout.
“If we go again, I’m taking off my armor,” he said as he removed his metal plates.
“But-”
“You had your fun with it,” he said, “Now I want to feel you. No barriers. Dress off.”
“How about my dress off and your armor stays on?” she said, hands trying to keep his from removing anymore of his attire.
“No.”
“Eren!”
“Oh, I think I forgot to discuss something with Levi,” he said, turning around to head towards the door.
“Okay, fine!” she exclaimed, lunging at him to keep him from leaving, “No barriers…”
Eren laughed and kissed her head, “You’re so needy.”
“Hurry up!” she whined as she quickly began to undo her dress.
“As you wish.”
Once they were relieved of their clothing, Eren laid back on the bed, pulling Y/N on top of him.
“I want you to ride me,” he said, giving her a kiss.
Y/N took him by surprise as she immediately lowered herself onto him, letting out a moan. 
“Desperate are we?” he groaned, his hands finding purchase on her waist as she bounced on his cock.
“Sh-Shut up!” Y/N moaned, placing her hands on his abdomen to steady herself.
Eren watched her as she used him, admiring her body. He trailed his hands up her body, cupping her breasts in his hands. His brows furrowed in confusion. Did her breasts get bigger? His eyes looked her over. She looked a little…fuller? 
“Eren!” she whined, pulling him from his thoughts, “M-My legs…tired.”
“Come here,” he said, pulling her down onto his chest, “I got it.”
Once she situated herself on him, he put his hands under her thighs to hold her up and thrust up into her.
“F-Fuck!” Y/N hissed as he thrusted into her, hands tangling in his hair.
“You’re so beautiful,” Eren panted, kissing her jaw, “so beautiful.”
“S-So close!”
“Already?” he groaned, hips faltering as he felt himself getting close as well, “Sh-Shit me too-Ah fuck!”
With a few more thrusts, he slammed Y/N’s hips down onto him.
“Ah f-fuck!” he moaned as he released inside of her, body going limp. Y/N however never reached her high. She was so close. Pulling herself up from Eren, she began to gyrate her hips.
“F-Fuck! Y/N w-wait!” he whimpered, hands weakly trying to get her off, “S’too much!”
“I’m so close!” she cried out, pulling his hands off of her and holding them at his sides, “J-Just one more!”
“Y/N! B-Baby I c-can’t!” he cried out, “D-Don’t hump- oh fuck! I-I don’t ha-have anymore!”
“So close! So close!” Y/N moaned, humping his cock faster, “J-Just a bit more!”
Eren threw his head back with a groan, he whole body tensing up under her, “P-Please! N-No more- F-Fuck! F-Feels too good!”
“C-Come on! Just one more- ah!” Y/N cried out in pleasure as she slammed herself down, her body spasming as she finally reached her high. Her husband let out a howl as he came again.
“F-Fuck!” he cried out as he took in deep gulps of air, “N-No more! P-Please!”
“D-Done,” Y/N panted above him.
Eren weakly turned over on his side, both whimpering at their sensitivity. He hissed as he slowly pulled out of her tight pussy, his body tensing at how sensitive he was. Both laid next to each other, catching their breath.
“Eren,” Y/N panted reaching toward him.
“N-No,” he whimpered, pushing her hand away, “N-No more.”
She let out a breathy laugh, “I just want to be next to you.”
He let out a sigh, opening his arms and letting her scoot next to him. Y/N looked up at him in confusion when she felt him move his hips away from her.
“What are you doing?”
“I don’t want you touching me down there,” he blushed, “I’m too sensitive right now.”
Y/N chuckled and kissed his cheek, “I’m done. Now come here and hold me properly.”
Eren grunted as he scooted back to her, pulling her into his side. Closing his eyes as she drew shapes on his chest with her fingers.
“What the fuck took over you?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” Y/N hummed, “But you just looked so good in your armor…”
“Mmm. Armor kink. Noted.”
Y/N leaned on her arm and brushed his sweaty hair from his face. “Are you in pain?” she asked.
Eren opened his eyes and gave a chuckle, “Not pain per se, but I think I won’t be able to cum for a week. My balls hurt a little, though.”
“It was nice though, wasn’t it?” she asked, leaning her head on his chest, listening to his heart beat.
“It was,” he said, kissing her forehead before leaning his head back onto the pillow.
They laid there in each other’s arms. Y/N looked up to see her husband laying peacefully next to her with his eyes closed. With a smirk, she slowly brought her leg over his, brushing it over his cock. She yelped when she felt him pinch her side.
“Y/N,” he warned.
“Sorry!”
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I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! We finally have fluffy time with Eren!! Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!!💜💜💜
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I decided to make this… so brace yourselves…..
AOT CHARACTERS AS RANDOM SHIT I’VE DONE
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EREN
- Said the next time something bad happens in my life I’d go atheist (LMAO IM STILL CHRISTIAN I WAS JUST PISSED THAT DAY-)
ARMIN
- screamed “I LOVE YOU JESUS” on a rollercoaster while cussing and committing every sin known to man at that amusement park
CONNIE
- Shit my pants on a field trip to a park in kindergarten and since I didn’t wanna go home I just dealt with it. 😎
- Told a priest I was seeing my dead great grandfather and he blessed and prayed with me
SASHA & CONNIE & JEAN
- In grade five, at recess or whatever a whole group of kids started naruto running across the goddamn playground. I kid you not, 50+ 10 year olds just zooming around screaming and chanting “JOIN US JOIN US! NARUTO!” as the teachers stared at us in disbelief and the look of failure in their eyes. Obvi I joined with my friends because I’m not a WEIRDO 😎👍
SASHA
- Stole a chocolate bar from the checkout and secretly ate it and kept it under my car seat for months when I was 4 (HELP WHY DO I REMEMBER THIS-)
MIKASA
- Let a wolf girl kiss me on the cheek. No explanation next one pls-
JEAN
- made a mikasa rap (link in des below/j)
- wrote smut from a school computer while my teacher was watching 😒
LEVI
- never dated (LMAO)
HANJI
- used to unironically watch sharknado.
ERWIN
- used to wake up at four AM every day for a whole month
- Made intros and outro’s 😭
HITCH
- went to a sixth grade mini prom 😭 ( no bc she would )
REINER
- tw: tried to kms
ANNIE
- Told off a substitute teacher and somehow didn’t get suspended or detention !?
BERTOLDT
- I was tryna be nice and talk to the new girl who just came from a different country and thought she could only write English and not speak it and the whole damn lunch period i was just writing down “ hi my names ___! Where are you from?” WHEN I COULD OF SAID IT FROM MY GODDAMN MOUTH INSTEAD- istg she probably thought I was nuts.
PIECK
- literally slept a whole 24 hours, I don’t know how but I did.
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