#he'll do anything for zeke before he even asks for it.

[hoffmanstits-enjoyer]

i absolutely love that william asks in a curious, if slightly accusatory, tone if the bridge in which fitch's fingers were had anything special about it; i wonder how smug he felt when that trigger happy idiot did as pigs do(as predicted) and disregarded zeke's leadership over the case, only to be met with the consequences of his lawless behavior.

fitch calls kraus, then o'brien right as william's approaching but pockets his phone without a mention of alerting zeke... oh, the motherfucking irony of going back to that same pettiness, to the cost of his own life now. can't imagine william's got any reserved mercy for the guy that got ezekiel banks seriously injured, sitting on his ass while he bled on the pavement; it's clear to see, the lasting effects it had on zeke's capacity for trusting and as much as it serves william very fucking well to meet his savior in his most desperate to finding someone he could finally rely on— there's no gratitude to be found(*scoffs*).

"Fitch, not backing you up... he won't repeat that mistake."

it won't be the sole reason for william's judgement, but an incentive that runs deeper, personal(and connects to a certain narrative i would elaborate more on if asked—). it'll taste sweeter, all that blood on the water.

#watching spiral AGAIN with the pink shipping goggles bc why the fuck not #i love the idea that william's not only furious in behalf of his father and the citizens being oppressed by the police. #that just as he spat how dunleavy was a piece of shit for what he'd done to THEM. so were all the cowards that hurt zeke. #he's angry FOR zeke. he'll continue his well deserved killings after the final act. #he'll reform the system with the same dedication. when(and it HAS to be a when. not an if.) zeke joins him it will be even more rewarding. #but he'll never forget that thrill of avenging zeke as well. protecting him in a sense as much as zeke wouldn't like to hear it. or. #wouldn't admit that he rather did like it. it's no matter really. william doesn't need him to say it. #he'll do anything for zeke before he even asks for it. #william schenk #spiral from the book of saw #saw franchise #spiralposting #sawposting #spiralshipping

[ridingtorohan]

Who is most likely to give their S/O petnames, and what?

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Connie, hands-down, makes the most use of it. He'll drop "babe" left, right and center. "Babe, pass me that bag," "aw, babe, you're so cute", "hey, what does Jean mean, babe?" He's over the top with it and says it within earshot of everyone. Rarely ever uses your name honestly.

Historia drops it accidentally and without much thought. She fluctuates a lot between what she uses but "sweetie" and "honey" often take the cake. "Can you grab that for me, sweetie?" "Honey, no!"

Mikasa rarely, rarely does in casual conversation. But she'll occasionally quip with "you're my love, of course I'm going to protect you". She's all about more ''abstract'' sentiments like "my world".

Jean, like Historia, also often goes with "sweetie". Though he alternates often with "babe" and other sentiments. He usually says it in private conversation but does often replace your name with "my boyfriend/girlfriend/partner" in conversation with other people. Also is prone to calling you "my pretty/handsome girl/boyfriend" or "baby girl/baby boy" to your face.

Zeke really doesn't do petnames. Though occasionally he drops it in conversation with other people. "(Name), my partner, ...."

Pieck is all about petnames! She alternates alot between what she uses. She'll use anything and everything, even ''toast''.

Porco also uses petnames somewhat. Unlike Connie's flamboyant use of "babe", he drops it more casually. Might call you "baby girl/baby boy" if you ask him or respond well to it.

Hange is also pretty 'up there' with the "babe" term. Though they fluctuate a bit with "light of my life", "sweetness", "gorgeous / handsome", especially if they want something or are up to something mischevious.

Ymir often goes with "sweetheart" and "princess". Usually it's done in a teasing manner to get a rise out of you but she can mean it sentimentally too.

Levi calls you "brat".

Erwin actually refers to you as "my girl/my boy"! He often says it when he's endeared, comforting you, or in private.

Sasha often chooses random nicknames! ...Like "hot potato" or "cinnamon roll". Though she does go for sentimental ones, especially when she's wanting something or feeling especially affectionate, like "sweetheart, baby", etc.

Armin probably accidentally dropped "sweetheart" once and then hastily corrected himself, redfaced. Keeps accidentally dropping it and gets so flustered over it, no matter how long you two have been together.

Reiner actually probably cycles through a bunch until you find one that you both like. Uses it fairly regularly and is downright flattered if you do the same.

Annie's is definitely more abstract and circumstantial. If you earned her ire before or did something "over the top" like always hugging her, she probably calls you "koala".

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot x reader #snk x reader #attack on titan x reader #x reader #reader insert #attack on titan headcanons #aot headcanon #annie leonhardt #reiner braun #armin arlert #erwin smith #levi ackerman #mikasa ackerman #zeke yeager #hange zoe #ymir #aot ymir #porco galliard #pieck finger #jean kirstein #historia reiss #christa lenz #connie springer #:// connie is MENACE with petnames #sasha braus #:// I will not elaborate on Levi #:// it's true and we know it #gender neutral reader

[corporatefrog]

꒦‧₊ ꒷ Skateboarding w/ Team Stan [Headcanons] ✧.*

✧.* tags: skateboarding idk man, comedy, college au

✧.* Charactions: stan marsh, kenny mccormick, kyle broflovski, butters stotch

a/n: I was writing a different set of headcanons and started thinking about this and it got so long that I decided to just make it another post.

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Stan

Most skater aesthetic out of them all

even though he doesn't actually know anything

He bought the board because the like the IDEA of being someone who skates

But he’s too scared of falling down to actually do it

Much better at roller blading

but he'll NEVER admit it

mainly because people (cartman) would call him Ken because of the Barbie movie coming out

"Okay but why the fuck do you know that Ken uses roller blades in the Barbie movie?"

"Well actually that's none of your fucking business"

"Yeah okay dickwipe."

"THATS RICH COMING FROM A GAY ASS"

"It's literally pride month bro"

Kenny

Kenny on the other hand is the epitome of “I could do it this morning”

Makes you all sit around for 30 minutes while he tries to do an ollie

“Dude it’s okay if you can’t-”

“NO MAN I CAN! KAREN SAW IT!”

Like okay bro you can do an ollie

Gaming sessions of Tony Hawk Pro Skater where he does a move and says "yeah I could do that"

Gets the most hurt

mainly because he doesn't care

worst cast- and i mean WORST CASE- he dies and he's back the next day

at least now he knows that he can't do a rail grind off the golden gate bridge

Butters

Stan and Kenny try to teach Butters how to skate

turns out he doesn't really need their help

Butters ends up being 100x better than them INSTANTLY

Its the hawaiian blood

paddle boarding translates very well to skateboarding

“Woah! It’s so much easier when there aren’t waves coming at you!”

“I both hate you and idolize you right now”

“Stan close your mouth before a mosquito flies in”

You ask Butters to teach you and Kenny is AGHAST

Granted Butters is a shit teacher 

“Just picture the Hawaiian islands holding your hands to keep you steady.”

“What the fuck did they do to you there.”

“Well for one, we got absolutely plastered so they’re tripping balls 24/7”

Kyle

Kyle skates pretty fine

He and Ike were HUGE zeke and luther watchers fs

It was the only show they could agree on so sheila and gerald let them watch it 

He always wears elbow and knee pads though

The others (cartman) give him shit for it

But he’s the only one going home without any bleeding appendages so who’s laughing now

The only one that can actually do an ollie

Doesn’t brag about it but once everyone else goes home he’ll show you some pretty sick tricks

"So you're like the red head from the gay anime."

"No."

"Now we've just got to find a blue haired canadian- omg wait isn't your brother from Canada-"

"No."

"Planning the road trip right now. If you take your brother's passport I bet you can pass it off as yours."

"I regret telling you anything."

#why do i always think headcanons has 2 n??? #anyways i don't skateboard but that's not the point here #corporatefrog #south park #south park x reader #south park headcanons #stan marsh #butters stotch #kyle broflovski #kenny mccormick

[rouecentric]

Your posts are so beautiful that I couldn't stop myself from reading them over and over. If that's okay with you, may I ask romantic yandere Ludwig Parvis from Actually I Was Real One and platonic yandere Keira and Zeke? Your articles are really nice. Wishing you a good day!

thank you for reading and liking my posts! I hope you enjoy reading this one! :)

-Hoo boy, 'how did you get in this mess of a family in general?' I hear you ask. Well, let's just say you were Zeke's caretaker and now Kiera's personal servant who's a commoner

-As the personal servant of Kiera, you met Ludwig multiple times a day, but he didn't pay much attention to you, seeing you as a maid and just that at the time

-If Ludwig becoming a yandere for you was a fanfiction on Ao3, it would be a slowburn worker and boss to friends to lovers 200k words with the bonus tags: found family, children adopting an adult as their other parent, obsessive love interest, they're soulmates your honor

-So, yeah! Let's just temporarily change the subject to the children

-Og!Kiera would definitely rather quickly become yandere for you, as you were practically the only staff member that genuinely cared for her and freely conversing with her whenever

-You would always be by her side even when you were imprisoned for protecting and supporting her

-When Kiera was back in the past, she became a whole 'nother person, refusing to let you leave her side and even thought about convincing her father to give you a noble title just so she could make you her lady-in-waiting

-Kiera brings you everywhere with you, be it the library, training grounds, garden, her office and even sometimes even her bedroom if she needs something or comfort

-Kiera spoils you with the most random things, the book you were ogling at before time was reversed, sharing treats that another servant brang for her and sometimes just brings you to spend money with her

-Zeke was pretty hesistant to give you up as his caretaker, as he was extremely dependent and clingy with you, but calmed down when Ludwig told him that you were going to be Kiera's personal Servant

-She definitely accidentally called you mom multiple times

-He still is very clingy with you but less dependent, he'll call for you whenever you're not by Kiera's side

-Zeke always used to call you mom when he was younger, now he just does it in private

-Ludwig was curious, his eldest child started seeing him considerably less than she did in the past, but is always seen with you and hanging out at random places, it doesn't help how Zeke was also heavily dependent and clingy with you in the past

-So, as any reasonable person would do, he started calling for you more to stay by his side whenever he had paperwork to do or was taking a break in his office, trying to converse with you and become acquaintances

-The children noticed, Zeke was curious while Kiera was scared, why did he call for you? Is he planning on firing you? What if he took you away from her?

-Although Ludwig wanted you to become acquaintances with him, he started noticing minor things about you, like how nice your hair looks and how it shines in certain angles, the scent you have that he finds himself not being able to sleep without, how your eyes practically shine whenever the two of you talk, how some parts of your uniform loosen or tighten up, making you look more ethereal and- oh, oh

-The poor man fell for your natural charm without knowing he was falling for you

-He now becomes obsessive and protective! Anything you look at for more than one second will be bought without a single thought, appearing nicely wrapped in your bedroom, the asshole that tried to harm you? Already in prison

-That man loves holding your hand or touching any part of you, be it grabbing your waist disguising it as protecting you from falling down, holding your hair and even hugging you

-The kids already noticed their father's obsession with you and decided to team up to get you two together

-Once Ludwig realises, he buys you a noble title right away and tries to court you

-Don't worry if you refuse! He can always kidnap you, mentally break you, confine you in a room, break your legs and chain you to your new shared chambers with him, manipulate you, get your family in debt, so just give up and accept your fate! ❤️

-Kiera and Ludwig would often butt heads and argue for what is best for you, Ludwig wants to lock you up in your bedroom to protect you from the outside world, but Kiera knows that being just in your room is hurtful and can ruin you, she just wants to be with her step-mother!

-While Zeke always sides with Kiera, he is thankful when the two of them argue, so he can have more time to spend with you, lazing around and reading a book or two for him

-By the end of the argument, Ludwig decided to let you walk freely around the household but wasn't allowed to go outside the plot without his permission or unless it was a mandatory banquet/ball invitation from the imperial family

-Kiera absolutely loses her cool whenever she hears someone insult or spread rumors about you, so she forges fake letters of them comitting crimes and just tortures them

-You have two guards who are extremely skilled ex-imperial knights always protecting you, if you don't want them then they'll be in the shadows, watching your every move

-If you're infertile or not afab or not fem aligned and want kids, you can always adopt children whenever you want, but do be aware that your step-children will be jealous

#manhwa #manhwaxreader #manhwa x reader #yandere #yandere manhwa x reader #headcannons #actually i was the real one #yandere manhwa #soleil.xreader #tw yandere #cw yandere #platonic yandere #yandere female #female yandere #tw kidnapping #cw kidnapping

[miniscule-meow]

Fidget

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Isabell is quite used to the humans doing homework at this point. Typically, she is set up on the desk beside them, wrapped in a blanket, watching a show on a phone, or reading quietly on a tablet. This technology stuff is really cool. She likes that she can read without having to fight with the pages of a book. All she has to do is click a button.

Today is no different, she is set up beside Zeke at his desk. He's got his laptop in front of him. Whatever he's doing it must only require one hand. He isn't rapidly typing like Marcus typically does, though Zeke has had some assignments where he has to do that too. Mostly, it just looks like he's reading. Every now and then he'll use a hand to scroll or to click something.

His left hand is free, idly shifting, his fingers rap against the surface of the desk as he fidgets with an empty hand. The repetitive sound pulls her attention away from her book, she can feel the light vibrations through the desk beneath her. She just observes his hands for a moment. Occasionally his second hand will join the first and his fingers will slowly shift together, either taping a rhythm with two parts, or the fingers on one hand will absentmindedly pick at the fingers of the other before the second hand is drawn away to interact with the computer once more.

She stands, making her way over to his massive hand as his fingers dance against the desk. He is too enraptured by his assignment to notice her approaching until she reaches his index finger and places a hand on his knuckle. Instantly, his movement stills, he drops his chin, flicking his eyes down to her.

"Sorry. Do you need something?" He asks.

She shakes her head, sitting down between two of his fingers and leaning forward to wrap her arms around his index finger. One leg is tucked in close to her, the other leg sticking out in front of her, behind his finger. "No. You just seemed to be.. fidgeting a lot, tapping the desk and stuff." She looks up at him, her face resting against his knuckle.

"Ah. Yeah. Sorry if that was annoying. I honestly wasn't even thinking about it. Sometimes I just... Need to do something with my hands to help me focus. "

She looks at the digit in front of her. Though she knows he's focusing on keeping his hand still, his fingers twitch around her, begging for interaction. "I can help you focus." She says into his knuckle, her cheeks begin to grow warm. She steals a glance up at his face and sees him staring back down at her, his mouth slightly agape. "But, if I'm just distracting you I can-"

"No." His voice comes out as a tight whisper. His fingers shift in a little closer, not wanting her to leave. His thumb brushes feather light against her arm. He takes a breath, "Are you sure?" He asks quietly, she just nods in response. "I.... I would like that. Just, ah, get my attention if you need anything or... or if you're uncomfortable, alright?" He waits for her to agree before he turns his attention back to the screen, stealing one more peek at her before starting his work again.

At first he doesn't move much. His fingers remain stiff and still around her, his thumb occasionally brushing against her arm. It's as if he is all too aware of her presence amidst his fingers, and he's trying to be as cautious as possible. But as his focus settles back into his assignment, his hand relaxes. His thumb falls, brushing against her straight leg. His thumb strokes up towards her hip, and then back down the length of her leg. This motion repeats a few times before his whole hand shifts around her. She releases his index finger as it pulls away just enough to rest behind her. He doesn't stop there, his finger and this thumb come together, gently pinching her between them. She is lifted up just enough for his other fingers curl in beneath her. The gentle pressure holding her up releases, and she settles into the massive fingers behind her. Her cheeks flush, and her heart flutters in her chest as she is just completely surrounded by touch. His thumb absentmindedly explores her, brushing over her stomach, traveling down the side of one of her legs, drifting back up to her shoulders, up and down her arms. His thumb pauses, resting on her sternum, he looks down at her.

"Your heart is beating so fast." He whispers, "Are you sure you're okay with this? You're allowed to say no. If- if I'm scaring you I-"

"Zeke, Zeke it's fine!" She cuts him off before he starts nervously rambling. "I'm fine, do your homework." She laughs, giving his thumb a quick hug. At this point, she's honestly more afraid that he'll just put her down. He looks at her for a moment before nodding at returning to his assignment.

At first, he keeps his hand still, his thumb gently pressed against her chest, holding her solidly against his fingers and feeling her heartbeat in his massive digits. Soon, his hand starts moving around her again, releasing her momentarily from the pressure of his grasp. He traces a line down her cheek with the side of his thumb.

He is so gentle.

She looks up at him, and is really only able to see the underside of his jaw. He seems to be completely focused on his work as he shifts his fingers around her, absentmindedly.

The fingers beneath her curl in more, his thumb shifting out of the way as he encloses her in a loose fist. For a split second her heart rate spikes as she's plunged into remembering her days in captivity when her human would play with her like a doll, sometimes holding her in a tight fist and - no.

This is nothing like that. Zeke's hand is gentle around her. His fingers knead into her one at a time, squeezing her, but never too tight. His thumb brushes against her cheek, shifting to stroke her hair. For once, maybe for the first time, she's able to stop the onslaught of horrific memories and fears before they really even begin. She's not where she used to be, she's with Zeke now. She is held gently, engulfed by his fingers like he's wrapping her up in a hug. This is not a place of fear. She finds comfort in the fingers surrounding her.

She trusts him.

He only holds her like that for a moment before manipulating her in his grasp once more. She finds herself on her stomach spread flat across his fingers. His thumb comes down behind her, rubbing small circles between her shoulder blades, and tracing up and down her spine. This continues for a while before his thumb flips her over. She's looking straight up at him again, and he's still paying her no mind. What little glimpse she gets of his face only reveals his concentration on his work. His mouth flat, eyes scanning his screen. His other hand draws near, and now both of his thumbs search over her idly. There is no pattern, simply absent-minded touch. After a while the other hand pulls away, she hears him clicking or scrolling or whatever he's doing. Honestly, she finds herself a little preoccupied with the digits trying to weave themselves around her. She's threaded through, under one finger, over the next , before she's flipped back into his palm.

The thumb of the hand holding her fixes itself solidly over her middle when the second hand returns. She is held in place as he pinches her hand between two fingers. She feels the grooves of his fingerprints with her whole hand. The size difference is striking to her. You would think that eventually one would stop being amazed, but seeing her whole hand held on just one fingerprint takes her breath away all over again. His fingertips delicately explore moving her limbs. First her arm then he fidgets with her leg. He gingerly feels her joints as they bend and straighten with his movements. She's passed between his hands, each getting a turn to explore her limbs, to manipulate her form like a little doll. But she doesn't mind, in fact, she finds that she enjoys it. Maybe she wouldn't if it was anybody else, but this is Zeke. His hands are dexterous and gentle, and she knows he would never hurt her. She trusts him completely, and her conviction only grows stronger as he delicatly encourages her limbs to shift and bend. She finds that she's never felt more safe than when she's engulfed by his hands. Nothing can hurt her right now.

When he finally glances down at her, she's upsidedown in his hand. He jolts, as if he's just now realizing what he's been doing to her.

"I'm sorry." He whispers, righting her, and setting her on the desk. "I might have gotten a little carried away I - ah, sorry." His fingers withdraw from around her and she already misses their warmth.

"You're fine. That was," she struggles to find a word before just settling for, "nice." It's not the right word. Exhilarating, maybe? Incredible, perhaps? But she went with nice. Looking up at him though, she thinks he understands because he nods and softly repeats the word back to her in that same way. Like he knows that doesn't even begin to cover it, but he can't express what he really means with words alone. "Did you get your assignment done?" She asks.

"Yeah, it's submitted. Thank you for- for uh," he fumbles, not knowing what to call that.

"Being your fidget toy?" She raises an eyebrow, teasing him. Though he typically contains it well, he does get flustered if you can push the right buttons, which she did. She laughs as he blushes, sputtering about how she's not a toy and on and on. Zeke has done so much for her, she's just happy that she was finally able to give him something for once.

#g/t #gt #giant tiny #g/t community #g/t writing #g/t story #tiny #giant #my writing #isabell and the lads #yes this was inspired by the handheld art post i rebloged this morning #i hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing this one #maybe say nice things in your tags i read those

[koulakoukoula2003]

hiii its ok if ur uncomfortable writing this, i completely understand, but could i get some headcanons for zeke comforting his s/o on their period?

OMGGGG MY FIRST ZEKE ASK AAAAHHH TYSM ANON 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

⚾ You're such a whiny brat when you're on your period. The problem is, that you're also very fucking cute when you're whiny.

⚾ I think he's gonna spoil you. He'll get you anything you need. You want chocolates? Sweets? Sudden weird cravings that he's gonna have to drive miles away to find? Yeah he doesn't mind, he'll get you anything you need CUZ YOU'RE ZEKE YEAGER'S GF and Zeke Yeager's gf should be treated like fucking royalty.

⚾ It's not really about you. It's mostly about his ego. Zeke Yeager's gf SHOULD be spoiled and treated like a princess. She should have EVERYTHING she wants whether that's expensive dresses or jewellery or cars and houses and idek what else.

⚾ And that AMPLIFIES when you're on your period. Honestly he has no idea how painful or tormenting a period can be, but he's THERE for you.

⚾ He'll cuddle you, and rub your belly when it gets too painful. He'll get you warm pads or water or chocolates — basically anything you need.

⚾ He's gonna let you rest a lot.

⚾ He absolutely loves how clingy you are.

⚾ He comes home from a long day at work and you're already on top of him AND HE LOVES IT.

⚾ He is a man who's been deprived of love ever since he was a little boy, so imagine how much he loves it when you're giving him all that love and affection just cuz you NEED him.

⚾ You need his arms around you. You need kisses on your lips, your face, your neck.

⚾ You need to whisper you love him in his ear, and the way you blush when you give him those sudden outbursts of affection has him completely whipped for you LMFAO

⚾ Zeke is not a man who easily bends to a woman's will, but he knows he loves you when he starts doing EVERYTHING you want.

⚾ You don't even have to ask, he just KNOWS u need cuddles, or food, or sweets, or attention, or whatever else.

⚾ He KNOWS you. He has learned you well. He's paid too much attention all the previous times (let's pretend you guys have been together for many many months now) and he's perfected his treatment to you when that time of the month comes.

⚾ PLUS I think he's got his own calendar where he keeps track of your period and he knows the schedule probably better than you do LMAO

⚾ Some random day he walks to you like "any back pains yet?" And you're like "huh?" And he's like "you're supposed to get your period tomorrow" and you're like WHAT

⚾ But hey lemme remind you that all of this applies to modern AU Zeke.

If we go into canon, I'll never finish this post LMFAO

Canon Zeke just... Isn't there LMFAO

Jk I wanna believe that Zeke, no matter the universe is a sweetheart to the people he loves.

Honestly, if canon Zeke had someone who loved him, he wouldn't go through the Euthanisation Plan in the first place.

OOHHH WHAT ABOUT PERIOD SEX????

Ok from this point forth, MINORS DNI OR IMMA WHOOP YOU

⚾ Ahem, Zeke is a nasty, sadistic little mf so he doesn't mind the mess and he'll def go down on you even if you're having your period.

⚾ Especially when he finds out that orgasms help with cramps.

⚾ And he just loves how sensitive you are when on your period

⚾ This sadistic mf will pull so many orgasms out of you, sitting there for hours. He's forcing your legs parted with his rough hands while he's sucking on your clit. Two fingers are pushed inside of you knuckle deep and he's nudging repeatedly against that spot that's making you see stars

⚾ And he just loves how your knees buckle weakly when you try to stand up after he's done with you.

"aw, sweetheart, did daddy go too hard on you?"

And you're cursing him beneath your breath and blushing hard but he picks you up in his arms before you know it and you yelp out at the sudden movement. You wrap your arms around his shoulders and he's looking down at you as if you're the most precious little thing.

He presses a kiss on your forehead and takes you to the bathroom. "I'll prepare us a bath,"

You're his precious, dumb little baby and of course he's gonna take care of you 🥺

#snk #aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #zeke jaeger #shingeki no kyojin zeke #attack on titan zeke #zeke yeager #zeke x reader #zeke jaeger smut #zeke yeager smut #zeke x y/n #zeke x oc #zeke x you #zeke yeager x you #zeke smut #zeke headcanons #zeke yeager x reader #zeke jaeger x reader #snk smut #aot smut #snk headcanons

[evanox]

Heyy love your stuff, could i please ask for sage fluff, anything just wanna cuddle the kitty merc

ooo perhaps this is the perfect chance to write that continuation of Sage and Settling Down HCs!! I wanted to add these to the original post but it didn't really fit so here's First Dates with Sage; the options are based on the second paid choices in chapter 7!

oops another one that got longer than intended.. thank u zeke for helping me brainstorm!!

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The first Official Date Sage takes you on is the one you asked for he promised you when you were doing his hair that night back at Fathom, and he'd be lying if he said it's not unnerving.

Sure, it's not the first time you've been intimate or spent time alone, but Sage never really did this serious dating thing before—it all happened so quickly: one moment he and a pretty stranger are swing-dancing to a bard's merry tune, the next they're stumbling over the inn's stairs chasing quick pleasure. Sage always forgot their names within a day, if not less.

That was before you came along though, and you're the best thing to happen in his life. Sage really wants to do things right this time.

>"A candlelit dinner."

The pomp and circumstance associated with a candlelit dinner only add to the pressure; Sage is not exactly a fancy guy. However, with support from Tulsi (wingman #1) and Felix (wingman #2 and wine connoisseur), Sage shall persevere—anything to please the one he loves. Anisa suggests cooking dinner rather than going to a fancy restaurant as it would be less pressure and "feel more sentimental," so that's what Sage does. Really, he'll take up almost any advice he could. He even puts on a shirt (though it's unbuttoned well past his sternum). You know this man is committed.

Hand pressed to the small of your back, Sage leads you to the dinner table set up on the balcony where he first confessed his feelings for you, overlooking the sea as the sun melts into the shimmering waters and turns them golden.

The table is draped with a lovely embroidered tablecloth he borrowed from Anisa, its lacy hem fluttering gently with the salty breeze. The fancy silverware borrowed from Fathom's kitchen is arranged according to whatever etiquette tips Felix could remember from his lessons back at Welwreth. Last but not least is the centerpiece: an iridescent glass vase glowing pink in the fading sunlight, made complete by the flowers you picked on the way here.

Caught up in the sheer amount of effort that went into just dressing the table, you don't notice how intently Sage watches you, tail swishing left and right as he waits for your reaction.

The suspense, however, is easier on his heart than your sudden enthusiasm and kind compliments, making him feel equal parts flustered, bashful, and proud.

Soon as he recollects himself, Sage asks if you'll do him the honor of lighting up the ornate candelabras with your magic while he pours your drinks. When that is done, he pulls your chair back and waits for you to get comfortable before gently pushing you back in.

"Well, aren't you quite the gentleman!" you tease.

There's a hint of that old cockiness in the slight upturn of his lips when he gloats, "You know there's more to me than meets the eye."

Get it? Eye. A beat passes in silence, then you're both laughing at that horrible, horrible pun.

At least it got Sage to relax a little. You can't help how your chest feels warm with pride. To say he's becoming his old self again feels unfair; you never wanted Sage to feel pressured to live up to a "better" version of himself. You're just happy to watch him grow out of the walls he locked himself behind many months ago, ones even taller than those he had when you first met him.

"Wait, so you're going to be both my date and waiter?" You watch as Sage pulls two dishes from the serving cart and places one before each seat.

"And your chef," Sage adds, pulling the cloche from your plate so steam rolls off in waves, the mouth-watering aroma overwhelming your senses. There truly is more to him than meets the eyes.

"Straight to the main course? What happened to appetizers?"

"Tulsi had you walking all over town," Sage huffs, "You don't need to be appetized. Unless you do... I might have an idea—"

"No! No, I am indeed very hungry right now, thank you!" You look down at your plate, ready to dig in, only to find that the food, though nicely presented, is not something you readily recognize.

At first look, it resembles an Althtali dish Sage made you once, but with a few experimental bites, you recognize elements of a recipe from back home that you had described to (or made for) Sage many, many months ago. Somehow the combination just works; even if it differs from the original, you find this new variant is just as delectable.

Sage's ears twitch when you tell him as much, clearly unused to all this praise. "Then make sure you keep space for dessert," he tries to laugh it off. One look at his tail curled tightly against his chair tells you he is still a bundle of nerves, growing more agitated as he struggles to fill any lull in the conversation.

With a touch of your hand against his and a little teasing here and there, you can see Sage slowly but visibly relaxing. At some point, you can feel the tuft of his tail brushing against your leg before curling around it.

You carry on merrily even as the sky darkens and the candles grow shorter, though the flames still shine brightly, bathing you both in warm golden light. Silence no longer feels awkward, filled in by the cacophony of waves crashing against each other, serenading the big, bright moon up above.

The lovely view might have trapped your attention, but Sage only finds himself beholden to your beauty, so much so that he's completely caught off guard when you suddenly break the silence.

"Well, was that so bad?"

Sage, still trying to recover after you had caught him staring like a lovesick fool, almost forgets to reply, "...What?"

"Dinner with me!"

"Nothing's bad if it's with you." There it is again, that cocky smirk, not quite the old one but his all the same. You know by the twinkle in his amber eye that he does mean what he said, even though he's definitely deflecting.

"No, you terrible flirt. I meant, you looked so nervous!" As Sage struggles to find something to say—torn between denial and trying to justify himself—you shake your head fondly and continue, "It's just you and me, and this is just dinner. What's there to fear?"

"This is just dinner..." He repeats after you softly. Then he feels very silly for worrying so much in the first place. This is you, after all—the one who traversed dimensions for a washed-up merc because you still believed he was worth saving. There is no reason to act differently just to please you.

Still, Sage is glad to make your first date feel special, and he might actually want to try this again now that he doesn't worry as much about formalities.

>"A little trip."

A beach date is a heavy weight off Sage's chest. Not only is the beach his favorite place in all of Porrima (he doesn't frequent taverns as often as he did many months ago), but there are much fewer formalities to worry about

"Why are we going out so late?" you ask. "Isn't the point of the beach to cool off the summer heat?"

You're not wrong, but you see, for as much as he loved the liveliness of the city streets, Sage always found himself gravitating towards the beach, especially at night. It is pure sensory heaven, what with the cool sand sliding under his feet and the salty breeze combing through his hair. The stars are his only company, and all is quiet save the cacophony of waves crashing into the shore.

He braved these crashing waves once upon a time, and he remembers the thrill of not knowing what lurked beneath the inky waters. No matter how far they looked or how far they sailed, there seemed to be no ending to the ocean, only the eternal night sky meeting the sea by the horizon. It made him feel very, very small. If Balsam wasn't by his side, he would've felt very, very lonely too.

When they eventually made it to land, Sage only had the beach to turn to for a moment's reprieve. So whenever life bore down on him, he would go there late at night and look towards the horizon. Then he would remember how small the universe made him feel, and his worries, by extension, would also feel small—the world is far too big for his problems to be all that significant.

Even now, the beach brings his restless mind some peace, and to share that peace with someone so special to him—to embrace your warmth rather than punish himself by running away from it— means the world to Sage.

"Maybe I just want the beach all to ourselves," is what he actually answers, wiggling an eyebrow at you.

You arrive just as the sun starts hanging low in the sky, no longer overbearing with its heat, and the number of people on the beach dwindles. Sage spreads the blanket and sets down the wicker basket, then he watches as you rush to the water. "I wonder if seashells look any different on Astraea," you call out, "We should try to find some while the sun's still out."

So he trails after you as you follow the shoreline. Every few steps, you'd crouch down to comb through the wet sand while Sage gets distracted by the cool sea foam washing at his feet, its push and pull mesmerizing. His attention is drawn back to you when you show off the shells you find, then he carries them for you in a bucket and offers a hand to help you up before you move on to the next spot.

The sun finally kisses the sky goodbye, and the sky turns a lovely rosy color, so you rush to find your spot back on the beach before it goes dark. Guided by the last rays of light peeking over the horizon, you pour out the bottle you packed in the basket into two glasses and snack on pastries as you watch the first stars dot the sky.

With the sun's warmth gone and night's darkness taking over, you remain vulnerable to the biting cold, so Sage holds you closer and drapes his cape around the both of you, shielding you with his own warmth. Then he lies back, pulling you along so you're facing the stars, and presses a kiss to your hair. You hear him smack his lips and hum to himself, "Salty."

"Shut up."

Ask Sage about the stars, and you'll find that he's a sea of knowledge when it comes to navigating by celestial bodies and recounting stories about the constellations, many of which he had learned from sailors who humored the wharf rats by the docks. Tell him you don't get to see as many stars back on earth, and he'll promise to bring you here more often.

When you look down to the shore, you find these stars perfectly reflected on the waters. No, literally; there are clusters upon clusters of what seems to be bioluminescent creatures dotting the shoreline. Sage doesn't seem half as surprised as you are. "'Tis the season," he shrugs, "They like the weather here."

Dip your feet into the sea foam, and he'll hold your hand as you toe the line between land and sea. Before you venture into the water, Sage tucks your clothes into his cape so yours don't collect sand where you leave them back on shore.

Waist-deep in, the little creatures form shiny halos around you. Just as Sage had promised, they're pretty harmless, only lightly tickling you as they bounce off and away the further you wade through.

As the waves push against you, Sage remains your firm anchor, guiding you deeper and deeper until you float, and the shore grows smaller and smaller until you can barely make out the city lights.

There, held between inky waters and glittering sky, you understand what an otherworldly experience the beach is at night. You hold on even more tightly to Sage, your only source of warmth in this endless dark, and press a long kiss to his lips.

When you pull apart for air, though only for a mere inch, you softly hum against his lips, "Salty."

He bites down on your bottom lip, hard, but only for a quick moment before he lets go.

Whatever else happens in the water is only for the two of you to tell.

As you make your way to shore, Sage carries you on his back, and you stay like that with his cape keeping you warm all the way back home, where he tucks you into bed and kisses you goodnight.

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[animedaddymilkers]

╰⊰✿´ they take care of you while you're sick

╰⊰✿´ characters: Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Zeke Yeager, Reiner Braun, Porco Galliard

╰⊰✿´ tags: fluff, comfort, talk of illness

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Erwin is a busy man, but he'd always make time for you if you required it. In the beginning of your cold, he believed when you said you were fine and you could continue like normal. But when Erwin sees just how much your cold is wearing you down, he gently ushers you to bed. Unless it's bad, he's not going to call out of work, but he's bringing you comfort food and a new movie each night after work. Erwin makes sure before he leaves in the morning that you have a water, an electrolyte bottle, snacks, and enough supplies so you barely have to get out of bed until he gets home. Expect a lot of forehead and hand kisses since he can't kiss you on the lips.

Living with Levi, you'll find you generally get common colds less often. Yes, he cleans regularly, but he also makes sure you're taking vitamins and that 80% of the food you two make is nutrient packed(except for on Fridays). Levi knows the second you're not feeling perfect and he tries to ask if there's anything else going on that's making you look so sad. When he figures out that it's a cold he's upping your vitamins and happily making you soup. Levi is thrifty and knowledgeable when it comes to treating illnesses holistically, adding honey to your tea and turmeric to the stew. If somehow your sickness progresses you will be on bed (or couch) rest. Levi absolutely babies you when you're sick, gladly picking up any slack around the house while you're recovering.

Eren might be a little clueless. Unless your symptoms are obvious it'll go over his head a bit. But!! If you're clearly physically ill he is going into protector mode. Eren sends you to bed and doesn't take no for an answer. Eren isn't the best at cooking, but he's texting his mom for her recipes (which, she ends up just bringing over food for you). Or he's going to the store and picking up pre-made foods. If Eren sees you out of bed he will get pouty and drag you back, "This is my one chance to take care of you for a change, let me do it!" If you have medicine to take he has alarms set on his phone so he can help remind you. Eren insists on giving you a bath when your sick, attentively washing your body before helping you dry off and get into new pj's, he's a firm believer that baths instantly make a person feel better.

Zeke looks at you uncomfortably when you show signs of being ill. Only because he fears the absolute worst. When he's reassured it's just a cold his nerves fade away. Zeke won't call off work to take care of you, but instead works his schedule around taking care of you. Zeke comes home during his lunch break to check on you, knowing that if you felt worse you wouldn't tell him over text, so he makes sure for himself. Speaking of which, Zeke's constantly texting you through the day. You're stuck in bed as per his directions but he still wants updates like you're doing something big and important. Zeke makes dinners in the morning that cook throughout the day so they'll be done when he gets home, absolutely babying you until you're better.

Reiner goes into complete caregiver mode when you're sick. If you're sick he's sick. 😤 He's calling out of work and cuddling you all day long, rubbing your back and letting you bellyache and cry to him as much as you need. Reiner cooks three meals a day for you, even if you can only stomach a couple bites. It's times like this that his inner househusband comes out because he's got this completely under control, the bills are paid, the laundry's done, the dishes are washed, he doesn't let anything start sliding while you're down for the count. Reiner is by far one of the best people to get sick around because he's so attentive and caring. You'll get head smooches and constant reassurance until you're better. But... chances are then he'll be sick after you and then it will be your turn to baby Reiner.

Nurse Porco? Nurse Porco. Leave it to him because you'll be taken so well care of. Porco has the soup on the second you have a sniffle, telling you that you need to take it easy. He will straight up banish you to the bedroom for nap time, because just one look at you and it was clear you were fighting to stay awake. Porco follows you though and tucks you in, playing soft music and diffusing some oils to help you breathe easier. He'll hold you at night and try to accommodate your fever sweats, knowing which over the counter medicine will help you best. Porco knows all your go-to comfort items and has them on standby to help you through the illness, even giving you extra attention when you know he had a meeting scheduled. With Porco by your side you definitely won't want for anything.

#aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #fluff #reader insert #x reader #x you #x y/n #erwin smith #levi ackerman #eren yeager #eren jaeger #zeke yeager #zeke jaeger #reiner braun #porco galliard #✍️{my writing}✍️ #🎴{queue jutsu}🎴

[riewritten]

PROLOGUE

WORKING TITLE: STUCK — DIRECTORY

ERWIN X FEM!READER, ERWIN X YOU, NO Y/N | modern & college AU, parallel uni, eventual romance & smut, crack treated seriously, literal reader-insert lol, typical isekai plot but come on!

SUMMARY: All the fictional characters you consume and know of seem to exist in one time and space. Unfortunately for you, you suddenly woke up in that world out of the blue. It is until your encounter with a disturbingly curious character that you realized you could still have your way out. Oh, what could go wrong? AO3 | FANFICTION

WORDS: 1k

Oh, what a nice dream.

You smiled and slouched on the small bed of someone you don't know, a tub of ice cream on the bedside table—one you bought out of curiosity in a convenience store in some unknown world, with clothes that unnervingly suit you despite not being yours.

You closed your eyes and tried to sleep. Oh, what could go wrong? It wasn't the first time you desired to be transported to a world that's not your own. It must be your subconscious showing you stuff in your favor. You smiled again—ah, it feels good. I hope I'll have this once in a while.

It was when three days passed that you realized the horrifying disposition you were in. You barged into the closet of this unknown apartment owner, saw the documents and belongings, among other things, and saw yourself in it. Same name, same face, different background: no family left alive, a college student juggling from job to job (crap, the convenience store where you bought the ice cream was apparently your workplace), no close friends, and there was a list of contact information of other characters you consumed as of recent.

You slapped yourself hard, blinked twice, then read the paper again, scrutinized the ID picture plastered on the paper, took a look at the vanity mirror just behind you, and uttered in horror, "Crap, where am I, even? I wasn't dreaming at all!”

The last detective story you consumed featured cool characters doing nothing but charismatic fact-finding shenanigans. You tried to do so yourself.

The first lead comes: Pierre, your workmate and a side character from Attack on Titan, berates you for not informing them of your absence for the past two days. So much for being newly hired. He was utterly exhausted. The only time you remembered who he is was when he spurred on his dreams of being a well-known unbiased journalist; because of your negligence, he might've died from overworking before achieving it.

"I'm sorry, Pierre, but see—" you mumbled nervously, "I don't remember anything about myself until now."

The light of his glasses pierced as he glared, "Did you crack your head?"

"I brought an ice cream here three days ago without realizing I actually work here. I thought I was in a lucid dream. I slouched in bed the whole time." He doesn't look like believing you, not at all, so you added, "Didn't you notice anything different with me right now? The way I talk? The way I act? I'm sure there must be some kind of distinction! This isn't my body at all!"

"Oh, poor you," Pierre shook his head in defeat and looked at you in pity. "You grabbed Zeke's offer, didn't you?"

"Zeke? The beast who threw stones…?"

"Oh god," Pierre covered his mouth in disappointment, "I told you, don't take the stones he's selling! He'll ruin your life!"

"What stones!" you exclaimed as you finally realized who Zeke was. "I sympathized with his backstory but the stones are my limits!"

How dare he sell the bloody stones he used to pulverize my favorite character?

"Hey," an old man sternly muttered from your back.

"Mr. Roy," Pierre nervously remarked.

Here comes the second lead: Roy, the chief journalist who heads the Berg's Newspaper during the Scouting Regiment's coup d'état. Judging from Pierre’s reaction, he seems to be the owner of the convenience store.

"She took Zeke's stones? Seriously?" asked Roy as he gave you a look of disdain.

"I would never dare," you muttered in aghast, "I couldn't even bring myself to watch that episode again."

"He got arrested the previous day, hadn't he?" the old man ignored you; Pierre defeatedly nodded at the inquiry.

"I need help, Mister," you pleaded with Roy. "Can you tell me something about myself before I took unannounced leave?"

"Hah, I know exactly who could tell you that."

"Great," you beamed. At last, someone understood.

Or so you thought, because a few moments later you were at the police station.

Nile, the young chief-of-police, angrily tossed you the urine cup you must use so they could test if you really were on Zeke's stones. "People these days think they can do all they want because they're young," he muttered to himself.

Heck, you couldn't even consider Nile as a lead. He was too angry to even acknowledge your repeated statements—that you'd never accept Zeke's stones and you actually have a lifelong grudge against it.

"He ruined hundreds of soldiers with those stones. You don't understand. I can never come to terms with that. That's why there's no way I could ever take his offer."

"Yeah? He really did ruin hundreds of lives," he snarked, "Now they can never achieve their dreams."

"Do you know it as well? Poor Erwin, he was such a great man."

"Erwin?" Nile curled his eyebrows at you.

"Do you really remember?" Finally, someone who might know they're inside a series.

"You know Erwin?"

"Yeah! If not for him, then the Scouts—"

"Bloody fucking hell, that bastard!" He didn't even let you finish. He stormed back into his office immediately.

Not long after, the third lead finally arrived: Erwin Smith who was a bit flabbergasted that he got summoned to the police station out of the blue.

"You're the head volunteer of the community disciplinary committee this month, boasting about the decreased cases of felony, and yet you let your young friend in this situation?"

"I never boasted about that," Erwin clarified, "but who is this girl?"

"Stop pretending. She knows you damn well. She said you were one of those whose lives were ruined due to Zeke's stones. If what she's saying is true, then I'll have to put you under detention as well."

"I never even talked to that man," the blonde curled his eyebrows but his attention shifted upon remembering something, "Ah, this girl. She's a college student and the teacher assistant of my senior. What are you doing here?" 

Am I?

He looked a bit disappointed.

And you're in the burst of exploding.

No, you're actually erupting now.

"I apologize for not making myself clear, but I woke up here three days ago thinking that everyone here is a cast of some dystopian fiction about titans, walls, and soldiers. I was befuddled at the stones because I thought it was the literal thing Zeke had used in pulverizing the dear Commander on his suicide charge." you angrily grabbed the urine cup, "I might be losing screws in my head right now but I have never taken drugs. At least as far as I know with this body." then finally walked away.

However, Erwin halted you by asking, "Commander? Who?" He looked a bit shocked by that.

"You, Commander. It was you." you sighed in defeat, "You won't believe it as well, would you? Stop asking me if that’s the case."

Much to Nile's surprise, the test really came back negative. After asking questions concerning your mental well-being, he finally let you go home. You thought you'd call it a day, perhaps cry in bed as you ponder how lost you are at the moment. As soon as you stepped outside the precinct, however, Erwin was sitting on the bench, arms crossed and looking at you flatly.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience Nile has brought you. I don't know how to compensate for that."

"You do have something to compensate for, actually." he stood up and walked towards you, "Tell me everything you know about the Commander. Everything you've seen three days ago."

"No one would believe me. And see, I narrated the whole story to Mr. Nile with tears and yet," you flashed him a pamphlet, "he offered me nothing but affordable professional services for my mental health. If you're about to say the same, then—"

You were cut off when he grabbed the pamphlet a bit harshly, crumpled it up then threw it on the nearest bin, all without breaking eye contact. He repeated the order, now with a grimmer demeanor, "Tell me about the Commander, the titans, and walls—everything you've seen three days ago."

Your face changed.

Here he was, your main lead.

next

i made this months ago when i drifted away to la la land, waiting at the emergency vet because my cat almost died. thanks to this daydreaming, i was able to go home unscathed in the mind. sharing the dream. not proofread though.

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[nevalizona]

31. The Thing You Carry Everywhere.

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Somedays she can't help but remember him at his worst. The things he'd say. The things he'd do. Zeke. A monster. She can hear his words, clear as day. She feels so small, so defenseless. She wonders if she'll ever feel like herself again. He's still the first thing that comes to her mind before making a decision. Will Zeke be happy with this? Will Zeke like this? What will Zeke do if he sees you dressed like this? What will Zeke say if he saw you doing this? Sometimes Rosaylie has to physically shake her head to knock those thoughts out of her head. She is not the same girl she was when she and Zeke started dating, so many years ago. She survived him, and she will survive anything else that follows.

Somedays, she can hear him in her own voice. Tellio Layeo. Her father. Her tormentor. Her best friend. Her other half. He used to be the only person that made her feel safe. But now, just the sight of him sends her into a panic. When he lingers in her voice, it makes her pause. Is she him? Is he her? Where does Tellio’s expectations begin and where does Rosaylie end? He's cruel. He's violent. The loving father she had, vanished overnight. She woke up to being force fed a future she does not want, but she will accept. He watches her with eyes like a beast, waiting to pounce. He'll get his way, he always does. She's putty in his hands. Just like her mother. Rosaylie will do anything Tellio asks, even if it tears her apart on the inside.

She gets phantom pains on her shoulder from where he scarred her, marking his territory. She is his and no one else's. Not even Rosaylie belongs to Rosaylie anymore. Rosaylie drowned in the ocean long ago, revived by Tellio to be exactly who he wants her to be. She is a cog in his machine. She fights against her fate, only to be pushed back twice as hard.

Two men have completely broke apart Rosaylie, piecing her back together again in the way they want. Tellio hates Zeke. Zeke hates Tellio. They fight over their Rosaylie. It doesn't matter what she wants, she's not a person and she hasn't been for years. She is the personification of failed love and being second in command.

#stevie.txt #text #jan writing #rosaylie layeo #tellio layeo #the layeos #please ask me to tag if needed! #domestic violence #abuse #this is a bit heavier than i normally share so i may delete #but i really liked this and i dont talk enough about R*saylie here #she’s been through so much and she will continue to suffer until both of these men are dead #but fear not- she has a daughter that makes her happier than anything else in the world and one day R*saylie will realize she's a lesbian #she will be at peace once she does that

[isaacathom]

i do think florian gets a kind of happy ending, ultimately, but it's not because of what happened in the campaign, its in SPITE of what happened there. its him looking at what he's done, the measure of his actions since taking that job in Vizima, and going 'wow! i have left the world worse' and deciding he has to do Something.

He goes north first, to find Zeke's family, because they deserve to have any fucking idea what has happened to him and his twin brother. they deserve an apology. they deserve SOMETHING for this, because that's florian's fault, isn't it? he'd certainly think so

then he heads back to temeria. and he does survive the war. i dont know how the war ends, or what role he plays, arriving as he does in its latter portions. he finds some way to be there, something small he can try to do.

in one of his au versions, he adopts a child. i imagine he might do so in canon too, during this time. some way that, he hopes, he can try and make things better. look after those who have noone looking out for them anymore, the same way he felt as a kid (in very VERY different circumstances, mind).

i dont know if he goes home properly. if he returns to his noble's estate, laden with pre-war debt, to which he is due to inherit on the death of his father. is that estate even his anymore, or did a nilfgaardian captain seize it long ago. would anyone even recognise the claim of the de Kasimir heir on that building? would he recognise it for himself? i dont think he would. though he still bears the name, he does not go back. if the spot was open, he does not want it. let his uncle claim it, or his cousin. if someone chases him down about it, concoct some story. maybe even fake his death, if its so necessary. he doesn't want that

he'd settle somewhere, possibly avoiding places he'd travelled through before if he could. pseudononymous. some people might recognise his name. if temeria becomes nilfgaardian ultimately, people may have even heard about him from the tourneys. too bad. he's settling somewhere, doing the sort of small work that a former soldier might be suited to. back to escorting farmers to the next town to sell wares. back to helping the old man down the road plough his field, taking advantage of the fact he owns a donkey still.

he avoids grand adventure. its small scale. its little. anyone asks him about his life before he came there, he'll tell them he was a soldier, a sword for hire. he lost his arm during the last war. noone needs to know he lost it to a beast in the woods of nilfgaard, rather than at sword end. noone needs to know he fought vampires. noone needs to know he won the open variety tourney. he's florian, a veteran settling after a bloody conflict. he doesn't have to be anything else.

#florian de kasimir #my friend did joke that he ends up as a sort of Ged figure. which is to say he's a man with a long reputation #and people could come to find him. please! sell your sword once more! lend us your aid! #and he looks at them from his haphazard porch and goes 'and who the fuck is gonna look after my donkey if i do that?' #my pumpkins? artur down the road? #you've found this former soldier with a swordsmanship unmatched by most #and hes a greying 43yo man with a missing arm and a chronic stomach condition who wants you to fuck off #hes not even up to teach you swordsmanship. go away. ill pay you to get the fuck off my property #you're asking after a man who is not here. the man who would do those things died in wartand #aaaAAAAAAAAA

[wrixthesley]

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐙. 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫

cw: degradation, noncon, jealousy, spit, cream pie, possessiveness, alcohol consumption, toxic relationship, cheating(?), Zeke is terrible, and Levi is in this.

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI

a/n: this is for @jozhenji, my mf cinnamon apple

Zeke loves reeling you in, making empty promises when you're cuddled in his arms and then dropping you when you're no use to him anymore.

He's sick, he knows it, but you were warned. Everyone warned you about Zeke Yeager, he doesn't do relationships, doesn't even care if you cum at all. He tells the sweetest lies and loves when your eyes sting with tears and your lips pout at him when he tells you that you don't mean anything to him.

He thinks he loves the chase or the comfort of knowing that you can't block him for longer than three days. He loves when his texts finally go through and he can see what you've been posting on Instagram only for him to comment, "my beautiful girl" under the picture where no one other than Levi Ackerman stamps a heart under.

He eventually reels you into his penthouse again with chocolates and flowers and everything your pretty little heart desires. Showers you with praises and fleeting touches and an orgasm that had you seeing stars. It was a nice change of pace for him until he got bored with you again and started avoiding your calls and texts to come over.

You would see him with someone else on his arm and it would break your little heart all over again. He has to hide his hard-on when you show up to his door with tears threatening to spill over your cheeks when you spew out your false "I hate yous" and "this is the last time."

He'll close the door on you and jack off to your face that night imagining that you're crying over his cock as he spills his seed all over his hand.

He gets invited to a party one that he knows you'll show up to. It's a great place for him to catch you again, he'll tell you he's sorry, that he's changed for real this time. Most importantly, he'll tell you that he can't live without you.

In his head, it plays out perfectly, he has the flowers ready and an expensive jewelry set that he knows you won't refuse, it's ready to go until he sees you sitting on Levi’s lap taking a picture for what he’s sure is your instagram story.

He hates Levi and you know that. He feels sick, he knows he deserves this, knows that you deserve more than the treatment he gives you but you’re his.

You both make eye contact from across the room and you feel your phone vibrates a few minutes later.

Zeke: Come here. Now.

You delete it. Not wanting to ruin your night with Levi who’s getting you both drinks.

You feel your phone continue to vibrate before placing it on do not disturb. You swallow down each of the harsh liquors that Levi gives you, even swallowing when he tips your head back close to his and spits into your mouth before he kisses you. You pull away from him, alcohol settling into your system that leaves you feeling dizzy and wobbly. Your pupils are blown wide with lust when you look back at Levi who only smirks and pours another drink for you.

You take it, quickly downing the drink and ignoring the burn that goes on in your chest when you feel someone pulling you off of your date’s lap.

Your turn to look at Zeke, his eyes are dark, as if he’s giving you a warning to come with him or else. Your silence is excruciatingly loud, enough to have Levi out of his seat and stare at the man before you.

“Touch her again and you’ll regret it.” Levi says. His hand suddenly on Zeke’s arm, knuckles white with his strength. You know that two have bad blood between them but you never dared ask why.

Zeke let’s you go, not without a back up plan though.

“Have fun, Captain. She’s all yours.” He sighs, walking away to someone else he knows as if he wasn’t ready to take you away from Levi. He hears you make a comment about how he always acts like he owns you.

In Zeke’s mind, he does.

He spends the rest of the night watching you giggle and drink with your new boy toy. Cringing when Levi’s fingers trail on the tops of your thighs and when he whispers something in your ear that makes you flustered. You don’t leave his gaze even when you’re dancing and grinding on Levi and especially when you’re stumbling your way to the bathroom.

He thinks it’s the perfect time to move watching over his shoulder to make sure Levi is occupied with his colleagues to notice the way he follows your stumbling figure.

Zeke watches as you open the door, probably cursing yourself for the shoes you chose to wear which makes it harder to walk. You do your best to shut the door behind you but you frown when Zeke’s foot stops the door from shutting and he makes his way into the bathroom with you, ensuring to lock the door behind the both of you.

“Zeke” you slur, giggling when he lifts you up and sits you on the counter space next to the sink. He doesn’t say a word to you as he squeezes your cheeks together. His grip is rough but your reactions are slow, you weakly place your hands on top of his wrist before he presses into your cheeks harder.

“Whores don’t get to touch me.” He seethes.

You whine when he lets your face go in favor of pushing your dress up, his eyes nearly bug out when he sees the panties you’re wearing.

Pretty lace little thing, he hasn’t even seen them before.

You try to pull your dress back down, hoping you can save a shred of your dignity before he starts his relentless teasing.

“So that’s what you want? Suddenly you stop taking my calls and replying to my texts all to be someone else’s bitch?”

“Not his bitch.” You quip, not fighting when Zeke keeps your dress bunched up at your hips, “not anyone’s bitch”

He slips your panties down your legs, puts them in his pocket for later.

You can’t even finish your sentence, not when Zeke’s fingers are prodding at your entrance, already slick with arousal from grinding on Levi’s hardening cock earlier.

“No? Is that why you cry when you can’t have me?” His thumb is circling your clit now, it makes you throw your head back when you feel his middle finger slowly slide into your drooling entrance.

“Zeke, no. Levi’s waiting f’me”

“Whores like you don’t tell me no.” You can’t argue, can’t even try to push him off. Not when the room is spinning and Zeke’s fingers curl deliciously into your sweet spot as he finger fucks you.

“Does he know you love when I’m mean to you?” You nod your head no, not trusting your voice when Zeke’s still working your orgasm out of you. He inserts another finger and you can hear how sloppy your pussy is getting. Zeke bends down enough to press a kiss to your clit before he spits on it. He continues his ministrations, continues to finger you when he feels your walls clamping around his digits and you struggle to keep in your whines.

You can feel the coil threatening to snap in your belly, can feel the heat of your orgasm running through your veins and you’re blindsided by how quickly Zeke is able to push you over the edge. Your whine is louder than you wanted it to be followed by a garbled “Zeke.” You’re trying to hop off the counter but hearing Zeke undo his belt snaps you out of it.

“Zeke, I can’t” you pant.

“You can and you will.”

“Levi is gonna come looking for me.” You try to convince yourself of that. Even when Zeke is lining the tip of his cock with your entrance pressing himself into you and letting his head tilting back at the warmth of your hot, wet cunt.

Zeke pulled you into a kiss, his tongue finding yours and swirling around your muscle before pulling away. He knew you loved to watch the string of saliva that kept the two of you connected. He grabs your jaw again, tilting your head back and squeezing it as a silent command for you to open your mouth.

You hear it before it happens, swallowing his spit before you register that he must have seen the way Levi spit into your mouth earlier. The thought makes you flusters, your walls squeezing around his length as he begins to fuck you harder.

“Zeke, fuck!” you whine, “fuck fuck fuck!”

“Yeah? And here you were telling me no. You don’t even know that you need me.”

He stops when he thrusts himself in to a hilt, his balls resting against your ass and your legs locked around his wait.

“You’re mine and only mine, got it?”

He waits for you to nod, before he starts moving again. This time he wants you to cum, wants you to milk his cock for all that he’s worth. His hips are snapping against yours, cock kissing your sweet spot over and over again until you’re cumming with a string of curses and the sound of his name leaving your lips.

It doesn’t take him that much longer for him to spill himself inside of you. Pulling his softening cock out of you and tucking himself back into his pants.

He reaches into his pocket pulling your panties out and pulling them back up over your legs. He uses his fingers to push his cum that seeps out of your abused hole back in.

He presses a kiss to your forehead, helping you stand up and pull your panties back up. He’s fixing your dress and then leaning into your ear, you allow yourself to lean against him, letting yourself fall into the comfort that Zeke would take away.

“When you go back out there, tell your boyfriend I hope he enjoys the taste of my spunk out of your pretty little pussy.”

#zeke yeager x reader #zeke yeager x reader smut #zeke smut #zeke yeager smut #zeke x reader #zeke x reader smut #zeke yeager x you #zeke yeager x y/n #aot smut #snk smut #aot x reader smut #snk x reader smut #sandiegoesdark #levi ackerman x y/n #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman smut #zeke yeager drabble #zeke scenario

[levis-hazelnut]

Modern day husband headcanons for Levi Zeke and Erwin please 🤲🤲

a/n: thank you for the request, hun! i love writing husband hcs so i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it <3

part 2

Now this man isn't the sappy and lovey-dovey type

But he married you, so that means he must be comfortable enough to open up and show a softer side right?

Of course

He will be so caring and protective and sweet and he will treat you like the queen/king you are <3

Stressed from work? Best believe that there will be a bath ready for you and he'll even give you a massage

And he will cook your favourite dinner and pamper you until you're relaxed (when in reality, you just needed a kiss from him to relieve your stress but you won't tell him that because you want to be pampered as you deserve)

He will do most the housework, especially the cleaning obviously

And even though he makes sure you work hard because he knows you can do any task put before you, he will also not let you lift a finger

But this man does not show any kind of pda

The most he would do is hold your hand or keep a hand on you, like your back or shoulder so don't expect a kiss from him in public because he won't give it

And he tries his best to make time for you and assigns one day to be a date or just for you two to spend time with each other

Now kids?

He does want kids, however, he's also afraid that he won't be a good father (mans an idiot - he'd be the perfect father)

But you better reassure this fine man that he will be the best dad a child could ask for

And you prove yourself right when a child pops out and he nearly cries when his baby is in his arms and he decides at that moment that he's going to dedicate his life to the little bundle of joy

I see him as someone having a daughter so best believe that he's going to treat her like a princess and spoil her

He will be so protective of her pls </3 and he'll make her hate boys lmao

All in all, this man will be the best fucking husband you could ask for. 100/10

He's a gentleman, everyone loves him, your whole family is in love with him as well like please you're the luckiest person

I feel like he'd want to wake up earlier than you to admire you as you sleep because you look so serene and he'd smile, pressing a kiss to your lips before getting up

He would let you sleep in a bit but still make sure that you don't wake up too late

I think he makes it like a routine to get up before you and make you breakfast so that you didn't have to worry about anything first thing in the morning

He also treats you like a queen/king and he's more open about it

Doesn't mind a small kiss on the cheek or peck on the lips, just something small and not over the top

Erwin would make sure that you guys have date night at least twice a week so that neither of you feel like you're drifting apart and he makes sure he always has time for you

He will be there at the door of your workplace if you had a bad day to pick you up and would be prepared, having previously bought things you love and he knew would cheer you up

This man is definite that he wants kids and when he finally does get a little baby, this man smothers you in so much love because he's thankful that you blessed him with a child

He pampered you so much during your pregnancy and he continues to after you give birth

I don't know why but I see him having twins - one girl, one boy

And they are both blessed to have such a caring and protective dad that promises to never leave them

Please all I know is that this man is a gentleman and he will forever love and care for you and your family

Overall 90/10 husband

First of all, I just want to say I know this man fucking snores like some creature from another planet lmfao

But onto husband stuff now

Zeke will spoil you so much, I think he'd be like "I saw you staring at that £860 thing, let me get it for you." And no matter how much you refuse, best believe you'll see him at the counter before you can blink

You better be ready because this man would be horny 25/8

Even if you're at work he will steal you away and would let you go back looking dishevelled

He loves pda, loves showing you off, loves being a cocky and teasing mf

Get ready for random kisses smack on your lips

Or an ass slap

Yes in public

Someone tries to flirt with you? His hand just naturally flies to your neck and he pulls you in to make out with you but you stop him when he just gives you a kiss because you obviously don't want to make out there

I think he'd plan spontaneous dates and they will be so random, but end up being the best

Also after you're staying up since he snores so loud and you get some sleep, he will be so fucking annoying I know he will wake you up in the most annoying way possible

He'd probably breathe in your face as well and he'd laugh at your face scrunching up cutely because of his morning breath

But he makes that up by preparing breakfast for you

Loves to wack you in the head with a pillow, which inevitably leads to a pillow fight

I think he doesn't want kids but if you say that you want them, then he will happily give his baby what they want

And his whole life is turned upside down when he realises that kids are adorable and amazing, and that you're amazing as well

Like you really gave birth to something so precious??

Respects you a lot more, like he obviously respected you before but this was on a whole other level

But you see like those memes of men basically tormenting their children lmao like idk shooting nerf guns at them or just annoying them

Yeah that's going to be Zeke

He's definitely someone i see having a son

Says it's just like having a friend

And he makes you the bad cop by being laidback and fun, while you reprimand him for being to easy

But tbh I think he'd be a really fun husband 9/10 (cos he snores too loud lol)

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#i lowkey described zeke as a sugar daddy in the first few sentences LMAO #whoops #levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #erwin smith #erwin x reader #erwin smith x reader #zeke jaeger #zeke x reader #zeke jaeger x reader #aot #aot fanfiction #aot imagines #snk #snk fanfiction #snk imagines #x reader #reader insert #anime #your wish is my command #hazel's angels

[mazuwii]

Chapter 2 || Stolkhom

Reiner x reader

Previous chapter

Authors note: I’m still not sure about this story but I’ll only publish it on tumblr, leave any honest feedback, I don’t mind if it’s negative or positive

Warnings: mentions of abduction, violence, age regression

"I wonder how your mum is holding up." Pieck sighed, brushing her long black hair as the little blond boy did the same with his short strands. He sighed, placing the brush down after he finished his night routine alongside his aunt. It had been a week since they left, and no one has gotten a letter from Y/n expressing anything. Perhaps it was a dangerous idea.

"I hope well. I didn't even get to see dad before they took him. That's just how bad it was."

Pieck's gaze softened at the poor boy sulking beside her. "Your mum reassured you though, she promised he'll be better in no time."

"Will he though? I heard Uncle Zeke talk about when he dropped him off and how delirious he was."

The short woman cocked a brow, "What does delirious even mean?"

"I don't know but it sounds like delusional. So I guess his condition is worse than we thought"-

"Hey." She kneeled down to his level, softly clenching his shoulder, "No thinking like that, your father is stronger than you think. Once we find him a doctor, I'm sure it can be helped." His chubby and soft cheeks puffed slightly as he pouted, inviting Pieck to pinch him. He giggled at her ticklish touch. "In the meantime, let's write your mum some letters or even something to your dad."

He politely nodded. "Now come on, Mihai, let's draw something for them before bed, I'm sure that'll cheer us up." She hoisted the five-year-old up on her hip and tickled him, his boisterous laughter bouncing off the corners of the bathroom walls.

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Y/n kneeled by the bathtub, a sponge in hand as she cleaned the man playing with the foam. she'd give him the private space he needs, but it proved unwise when she previously let him take a bath only to discover that he tried to drown himself. She only made it in time due to a gut feeling. Thankfully, he was alright, a few mortifying gasps and coughs but he was okay.

All his beautiful memories have gone, yet his suicidal tendencies stayed. Curse this life and curse those who put him through hell.

"Do you think there's an underwater world under all these bubbles?" He asked as Y/n gently scrubbed at his neck. "No," before she could add anything else he was already making a move to throw his head underwater. To his dismay, she interrupted in time. "Don't check, honey you'll hurt your eyes."

"Mmm, okay." He sighed. His gaze flickered away from the small tower of bubbles to the arm she was lifting. His bronze eyes curiously scanned the patient woman, every single detail of her face put him to eternal peace and he didn't know why. Maybe, if his mum was best friends with Y/n then he can trust her- in the same way his mum trusted her too.

"I can see why mummy loves you."

"And why is that?" Her loving yet tired eyes darted to meet his, "You're very pretty." He blushed. "And you're smart, and you keep me safe."

She nodded, "That's how it'll always be."

"Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me. It's my job." She stood up and held out her hand. "Now come on. It's your bedtime."

"What? But I like it here..." his head hung low. She didn't fall for his guilt-tripping and slithered her hand against his moistened cheek. "Come on Rein. The waters cold now."

"Okay..." he sighed and tucked himself into the towel that Y/n wrapped around him. When his cheek flushed red, his lips curled up in a sleepy smile, visibly relaxing. "That's cosy isn't it?" She beamed, "I put your clothes in the dryer, so they're all warm, hurry up and change, 'kay?"

He nodded and obediently did so.

Y/n was sitting by the bed holding a children's book that originally belonged to Mihai. Although, still a young boy, he had grown out of the same one she held. Not Reiner though, for four days straight, he wouldn't sleep unless she read him that exact same story.

Just like Mihai would beg Reiner to read him the exact same story... you'd laugh about it but join the two as he read for his son, playing with your little one's hair as he poorly fought back sleep.

Y/n took his arm and lead him to his bed. Reiner got inside his blanket and fluffy comforter. Meanwhile, Y/n tucked him in and made herself comfortable on the bed. She crossed her legs and held the book on her lap.

"Y/n..." he yawned, "I want a teddy bear. I get so lonely, and - and my dreams are never happy, I want one."

Her eyes strayed away from the colourful picture book and to his innocent gaze. There weren't many shops around them, they were more markets centred around fruit, seasonings and meat, even candy... but Y/n didn't know about toys. Perhaps she can write to Pieck and pay her back.

"I'll see what I can do."

"But I want one now."

"Reiner." She firmly said, "I can't make a teddy bear appear out of nowhere. Now, can I?"

"I guess not." He sighed. Y/n could only wonder how he could end up acting bratty when he grew up in poor conditions- had she, herself accidentally spoiled him? Never mind that. With a deep inhale, she began the story, only to get interrupted once more

"Can't you stay with me? Tonight?" He shyly tucked half his face under the blanket.

Y/n could only stare in disbelief, she wasn't opposed to it, but the fact he feels safe enough around her was enough fuel for shock. Either way, she was grateful that he began to come around.

"Of course."

His face lit up, nudging away to the side of the bed and excitedly patting the space next to him, as if it were a sleepover. Y/n awkwardly crawled under the covers and held her arm out.

Gladly, he made his head comfortable on her bicep, nuzzling himself against her neck. His arms were very tight around her, it somehow convinced Y/n that if he got a sudden burst of joy, he could squeeze her into nothing.

Only three pages into the book, the blond man began to lightly snore. Y/n shut the book and gently placed it on the nightstand. Her fingers brushed through his hair, rubbing and massaging his scalp. He was so difficult to take care of, but she loved him to death.

No matter how many questions he'd ask, how he will never be able to remember important dates or fun memories about the both of them, Y/n loved Reiner, and she could never stop, even with all the frustration he came with.

She craned her neck to steal a glimpse of him. He had a content smile on his face, cheeks pink and face healthy. This must be the happiest he's been since Y/n has never seen such a glow on his face.

"Goodnight, my love." She shut the light off and drifted off to sleep.

Later on, during the early yet dark morning of the next day, Y/n could feel heavy huffs against her neck. Her body heated up from a hunk of warmth weighing down on her. Being the light sleeper that she is, she instantly opened her eyes the second she felt a jolt.

From next to her, the blond was crying in his sleep, his sweaty palm that held her waist was at an unimaginably high temperature.

"Rein?" She propped up on her elbows gently patting his hot cheek. "Hey, Reiner..." he whimpered at her touch, since he was stuck in a night terror, her touches were probably slaps in his verse. "Reiner!" She finally gripped his shoulders.

The man woke up with a yelp, eyes wide and full of horror as if expecting hellfire to pour down onto him. Y/n stopped talking once she witnessed the expression he was making. Almost every night was like this during their married life, and it was still here, even though his memories vanished.

"Y/n..." his voice croaked. Being in such a weak state of mind, he burst out into excruciating sobs. Y/n said nothing as she gathered the fragile man into her arms. Rubbing his back and gently scratching it from time to time. "There, there..." she muttered against the crown of his head after planting a kiss on it. "Just let it all out. It'll all be better soon, I swear."

"Why can't it get better now?!" His cries muffled against her chest. "Healing takes time, honey."

"But, it's been for- forever!"

What a curse, Y/n mentally grieved, he still only remembers horrid things.

"Bad moments always feel the longest, and I promise." She started, "I promise you'll live in happiness, someday."

"You mean it?"

"You know I'd never make a promise I can't keep." She slightly pulled back to look him in the eyes, "Even if you have no choice but to be sad, I'll protect you."

With a sniffle, he blinked innocently at the angelic woman holding him. "But why? Why do you take care of me?" Reiner could only think of the photos he found in that album, there must've been a past with this Y/n, but he couldn't tell what.. and she doesn't tell him or let onto anything.

"Because I love you."

"Why?"

"Emotions can't be predicted or controlled, Rein..." she mumbled, a spike of pain laced with her tone. Tragedies can't be predicted, not ones as horrible as Reiner's. Used as a weapon, brainwashed, physically and mentally abused wherever he goes.

"Neither can my nightmares." He murmured. "But Y/n..."

"Mhm." She sleepily hummed.

"What am I... to you?- what was I?"

Her hand stroked to the side of his head, gently rubbing in the sensitive part of his scalp, behind his ear. He mildly shuddered but wordlessly asked her to continue by melting into her embrace. This woman knew him so well, his favourite things to do, what he likes to eat, all the right places to press on. She... was too good to be true.

"My husband. You were my husband and the father of our son."

Next chapter

#Reiner #Reiner braun #Reiner x reader #Reiner fic #aot warriors #Zeke #pieck #I hope you guys like the idea

[godhoodandgirlhood]

I will now spew my shitty opinions on the internet yet again, but this time TOTAL DRAMA (Gen 1 edition :])

these are opinions. don't get mad.

Ezekiel: during his elimination episode, I was pissed at him, but by the time total drama drama drama drama drama island hit I wasn't that upset tbh. He didn't deserve to go feral, and his issue was fixable (unlike some other bitch up for elimination that episode >:^( ) stop the Zeke abuse y'all

EVA! 😍😍😍😍😍: I love her and my whole world revolves around her. I would be nothing without Eva. If you don't stan Eva get off my page (/hj). Live, laugh, love, Eva. Friendly reminder we wouldn't exist without Queen Eva. She is so girlboss she literally ate a goalie net, broke records, and did stunt work on the side. Everyone bow for our queen.

Noah: don't hate me, but he gets too much hype. I still love him and think he has some of the best oneliners but he is so dry other than that. A fucking chicken without seasoning. This sounds hypocritical based off my Eva opinion, but Noah was in three seasons and Eva was in only one. Noah's only plot relevance was being cynical and sarcastic, being sus of Alejandro, and simping for Emma, yet he has a million and one stans.

Justin: I preferred it when he didn't speak.

Katie & Sadie: I also would prefer it if you didn't speak.

Tyler: wasted potential in season 3 and was also eliminated too early in season 1. I wish we could have seen the lyler breakup on screen, probably because of Alejandro or something. Anyways, sign my petition for a Tyler queer storyline.

Izzy: I hope they make the execution legal again for her and only her. Firing squad, stoning, anything just to get rid of this godforsaken MENACE. Worst member of team e-scope and it's literally named after her.

Cody: call the police girl you are in severe danger!! File a restraining order, beat her up, ANYTHING BRO YOU ARE A VICTIM. But also you're a worthless simp who is literally the most accurate depiction of a teenage boy on total drama other than like Noah. Also, this boy is literally abused. Neglected. Someone give this boy a hug (Not you Sierra get tf away).

Beth: don't care, didn't ask.

Courtney: SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP. I have an intense hatred for Courtney. For the majority of her time on the show I wanted to wring her neck and replace her blood with acetone. Btw boyfriend kisser isn't even that much of bop and is one of my least favorite songs.

Harold: fetishists stan Harold. He fetishes Leshawna and doesn't fucking leave her alone. Don't play pirates with him.

Trent: worst rep of ocd I've ever seen in my whole entire being. Also boring as he'll and I hope he gets stepped on.

Bridgette: she lost me after season 1 but before her venture to superhell she was nice I guess.

Lindsay: please give this girl a single brain cell omg. It feels so wrong to applaud her for doing something remotely smart because SHES SO FUCKING STUPID. She probably doesn't even know simple addition dude. Get rid of the dumb blonde stereotype before I bite your skull.

DJ: the second the animal curse started, I took DJ's six feet height and buried myself in it. I passed away. My soul still lingers to haunt the ho who did this to best boy.

Geoff: god, shut up

Leshawna: black stereotype PERIOD. She's good but oh my god she's a racist stereotype

Duncan: eat dirt and die bitch.

Heather: literally is racist and stuff but okay. I'll take a stiletto heel and stab this absolute loser in the throat damn.

Gwen: I hope the cyan hair dye seeps into her skull and she fucking dies.

Owen: if the man doesn't stop burping and farting I will find his home and burn it, cake it in asbestos, and make him inhale the toxic gases. When he's dying on the hospital bed, I'll stuff a baby down his throat and punch him in the face.

Sierra: jail. Now. Criminal. It is illegal for someone this fucked up to exist. Exterminate this pest at your earliest convenience.

Alejandro: you're a fucking donkey. Now eat some shit and die Al.

#my opinion #total drama #ezekiel total drama #eva total drama #noah total drama #justin total drama #katie total drama #sadie total drama #tyler total drama #izzy total drama #cody total drama #beth total drama #courtney total drama #harold total drama #trent total drama #bridgette total drama #lindsay total drama #dj total drama #geoff total drama #leshawna total drama #duncan total drama #heather total drama #gwen total drama #owen total drama #sierra total drama #alejandro total drama #total drama island

[bestruction]

Making out with with them

- Armin Arlert

He was really shy at the beginning of the relationship. You weren't his first girl, but he doesn't learn too much about how to touch another person because 1. He was too scared to initiate anything. He was always thinking things like "what if she doesn't like?", "what if she doesn't want to?", "what if I being too desperate?" , "what if I end up offending her?"

• The truth is that he's just insecure about what to do

• The first time you two got alone in his shared apartment with his best friend it was cute

• And then the second was cute

• And the third

• You didn't want to force yourself on him eighter, but you were starting to feel like he didn't want to touch you as much you wanted to do the same with him

• And how to resolve this situation? Conversation. Did I heard amen?

• This time, he came to your house, and when he heard you said "We need to talk, Armin" he thought it was the end of you two 😂

• So when you open your mouth to say "Are you not into...you know...physical contact? It's okay if you're not. I just want to know" he was relieved.

• He tells you about everything he kept in his mind and now it's your time to feel relieved

• It'd be okay if he didn't like it, but you really wanna feel the blond boy in front of you

• You two talked about what each one likes and where to put the hands and Armin makes mental notes about EVERY SINGLE SENTENCE OF YOURS

• When the conversation it's over you simply say to him

"Do you wanna test now?"

"Yeah, practice it's the most important part of learning"

• You sit with him on the sofa and it doesn't take too long for Armin to cup your face with his hands. He brings your face to him and kisses you softly.

• Almost like he's afraid to break you

• His lips are sweet and tastes like coffee probably because he drinks it too much. Let me tell you something: Even if you hate coffee with all your heart, soul, and rationality you'll enjoy Armin's lips

• The way his tongue dances inside your month keeps you too busy  to think of anything other than him

• His hands go up and down on your arms, showing you that he's there, anxious to touch you more

• And as I said before, so do you

• When he sees how receptive you are to him his confidence will grow up more and because of that he's gonna put one of his hand on your chin and the other on your waist

• He doesn't know how seductive he can be, how much seeing him so willing to give and receive pleasure makes you squeeze your thighs

• Kiss Armin is charming

• It's like it makes you hungry for him and his touch

• And motivated by that you lean your body towards his, making him lie on the sofa

• He squeezes your thighs around his waist and breaks the kiss leaving you ❓❔

"Are we not going too fast?"

"Do you wanna stop? It's ok-"

"No, it's not me. I mean, are you okay with this?" He says squeezing your thighs again

• You smile thinking about how sweet he is and kiss him again

"What do you think?"

• He blushes! Not hard, but you're melting again for him

• With time he'll learn your sweet spots and you how just a kiss on his neck leaves him on fire

• He's not the type of guy who leaves you with hickeys. It's just not his thing, but he may leave one or two (sometimes three) in places that only you can see and always says "sorry" with puppy blue eyes for you

• Don't trust him! Puppies can be manipulative!

• But if you leave some on him he doesn't care too much, but Eren is going to annoying you two so damn much

"Stop perverting my boy!"

"Don't leave Armin with her alone. She might do something with him!"

• Just slap him. It'll be okay

• With time, you're gonna notice that make out with Armin can be soft. You two can lie down on the bed, sofa, or even on the floor and feel each other while talking about something that makes you laugh

• Or you two can kiss and get all handy and 🧚‍♀️horny 🧚‍♀️

• And in times like this he will end up with one hand inside his shorts

• Do you like to see him blush? Wait until you hear him moan

• In conclusion, he's very respectful and kind. He's always paying attention to your reactions and analyzing you to make things the more satisfying as possible for both of you

Now go there and marry him 🧍‍♀️

- Eren Jaeger 

• Just like with Armin, you were not his first girl, but you were the first one that makes him feels so connected

• And that's why he wants to make you feel this intensity. I said before that intensity would be his word and this extended to other spheres of his life

• Which includes you

• Eren is like a whirlwind of feelings

• And when he sees you smiling for him all whirlwind comes to your direction

• When you two started to date he was always leaving innocents kisses on you

• On your check, on your ear, on your forehead

• Time flies away and these innocents kisses are not pure anymore. They gained a very specific direction, your lips

• And be ready because this boy is gonna leave you a mess no matter where you two are

• Eren's kiss is breathtaking just like him and it doesn't take too long to figure out

• Make out sessions with Eren always leaves you with an "I want more" stuck in your throat and he knows it

• This little shit will even use it against you

• He'll notice how you melt on his hands when his kisses become more demanding, more urgent. He'll watch how you instantly search for his lips when he leaves yours

• And of course tease you for it since he's a very verbal boy good luck

"Someone is edger, huh?"

"Shut up, Eren"

"Is that what you really want me to do?" He says almost kissing you again and when you close your eyes he's gonna whisper against your mouth " It's not what it looks like"

• He usually goes to your house to watch a random movie with you  No one of you pays attention, but who cares? 

• he always sneaks up on you. One time you are really watching the movie and then ... What was the movie again? What movie? The only thing you can think is in the boy on top of you making your head feel dizzy

• Drunk by the way he kisses your lips, the way his tongue explore your mouth and his hands travel to your body

• Touching your thighs and then putting your legs around his waist to make the sensation grow up even more between both. He wants to make you feel him all over your body

• Eren is hungry for you and when he goes home, leaving you alone on your bed thinking about how your shirt smells his perfume now you'll be for him too

• Make out sessions with Eren can easily scale up to something else and by that, I mean dry humping

• If you two are lying down on the bed and he's kissing you slowly to torture you he'll grind his hips against yours

• Just a demonstration of how he wants to fuck you nice and slow after

• He'll watch you arch your back to search for more friction

• When he's feeling extra provocative (a routine) he's gonna use one of his hands to make small circles on your clit without taking off your underwear while he kisses your neck

• Speaking on your neck, one word: hickeys. Hope you like them because he loves to mark you

• That means he bites you too. Bites to annoy you, to tease you, to get you horny, bites you because why not?

• And when you complain to him later he's just going to say:

"It's not my fault, baby. I never can get enough of you"

• And I'm not defending him, but he means it. Sometimes he's just looking at you and his dick is already hard

• It's like just one of his heads can function properly by your side and we know which one it's

• Once, you two were at his apartment. You were on top of him this time and kissing each other with the same passion of always while he was grabbing your ass under your dress. You started to rub yourself against his boner and after hear Eren moan your name that's all you could think about -

• Until Zeke put his head in the room searching for something and finding you two like little rabbits. He could stay quiet and leave since you were too focused to notice his presence. Did he do it? Of course not

"Remember what dad says Eren. Use condoms"

• You jumped on your boyfriend's lap and turn your head to see his older brother with an expression like 😏😏😏

"Zeke, get off here!"

"Hello," he said to you and you almost died of embarrassment "I was just searching for my charger. Lock the door next time, dumbass"

• You were about to leave his lap when he grabs your hips once more asking you

"Where are you going?"

"that was a bucket of cold water"

"Oh, yeah? So I just have to make you hot again" And with that said he was already leaving sloppy kisses on your neck again

"Eren, the door! Lock the door"

• In conclusion, make out with Eren is intense just like himself. He might tease and annoy you, but it's exactly this relaxed and confident presence that makes him a perfect partner to laugh with if something goes wrong. He's great at building an atmosphere comfortable enough to talk about what you like, what he likes.

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