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yourheart-inmyhands · 8 months

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I'm glad you aren't bothered by me requesting pretty often, I actually never requested stuff with any other blog before so I am a little excited by finaoy having occasion to do it :3

So I don't realy have a character in mind, but do you think any of the yanderes would take away readers vision a form of punishment?

- 🐶 Anon

So you didn’t specify vision as in elemental powers or sight so i just did a lil tidbit for both :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including overbearing behaviors, being held against ones will, delusional behaviors, mutilation/bodily harm, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Taking away powers would definitely be a Venti thing. You’re his sweet, precious little human, you don’t need that stupid vision when he’s right here to protect you! If the vision isn’t anemo anyways it’s worthless, all those other archons are just pesky nobodies who didn’t spare you more than a mere breath when granting you that useless shiny object. It’s okay though, Venti will keep you safe, he’ll do all the fighting, create any winds you might need, and whatever else is required for you. Though you don’t even really have to worry about that, you’ll be inside the house all the time, and when he’s home and you’ve been behaving well maybe you can have some backyard time.

As for taking away your sight, I think Jean would be the most likely one. She has clearly shown no remorse in her discipline and if she had you held somewhere and commanded you to stay, only to find out you tried to escape, she certainly wouldn’t be pleased. It would start with simply depriving you of your sight, blindfolding you for hours at a time until you couldn’t stand it anymore. That was her being easy. If you should persist your bad behavior after that she’d have no problem permanently blinding you for the sake of punishment. She takes the rules that she sets for her beloved seriously and when you act out she simply can’t contain herself. It’s for your own good, don’t you know that? She loves you and she knows what’s best for you so please, stop crying. Yes, it might hurt now but it’s for the best, and don’t worry, she’ll be there for every step of recovery. Someone will have to help you relearn how to do everything now that you can’t see.

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vonnez · 2 years

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SHY CONFESSIONS

jean x reader. gender neutral. modern au. fluff.

thinking about jean getting shy and awkward when confessing his love to you; his long-term best friend <3.. (wrote this while i was going to bed, i apologize if it isn't that good and/or confusing </3)

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Both of you sat upon the grassy hill. Jean next to you, proping himself up with one of his elbows. As you sit next to him, staring up at the night sky as well, he couldn't help but stare at you. You were always so beautiful. He didn't realize how much he'd fallen for you until months ago. When you looked over to him, noticing his gaze, you smiled warmly.

His cheeks were tinted pink with blush at your notice, his eyes darting back to the sky without a word. To say he loved you was an understatement, he was beyond in love. All he could wish for was that you felt just as strongly as him. To hope that you'd accept his feelings with passion.

Though you hadn't even begun dating, and he still felt the butterflies fluttering in his stomach every time he thought of what it would be like to kiss you. To hold you in his arms and tell you he loved you. That you're his. And he'll have forever to prove that he loves you, even after death.

He'd always wanted you to know his feelings, however, he had no idea where to start. It was nerve wracking having to ask you out, or even asking if you wanted to go on a date. He was terrified. Of rejection, of making things awkward or confusing, and of messing your years of friendship up. Even though he knew there was no possible way of ruining his life without actually trying, he still felt the weight of anxiety and uncertainty. But he had to try, and see if it worked out. If not, then he was truly alone.

Even though he was scared of what the outcome could be, he still pushed forward, hoping for the best. He took a deep breath as his gaze fell from the sky, moving back to view your relaxed figure, "(Y/n).."

You turned to look at him, tilting your head slightly as you studied his face. Your gaze fell onto his chest, where his blue shirt was hanging off one shoulder. Your fingers gently ran across the material before resting on top of it. The fabric was soft and cool against your skin, causing goosebumps to rise on your arm.

His heart pounded harder against his chest as he noticed you caressing his shirt. He swallowed hard before taking your hand from atop the shirt, pulling it towards himself and intertwining his fingers with yours. He gave your hands a squeeze before he lifted them up, placing a soft kiss on your knuckles.

Your face grew red with surprise as his gaze remained locked with your own. A soft giggle escaped your mouth, causing him to blush, "What is it, Jean?" You whispered, leaning in close to him. Your forehead rested against his, feeling his warm breath against your cheeks and lips.

Without another word shared, he slowly closed his eyes, before leaning down, pressing his lips firmly against yours. He felt your body tense, then slowly relax. Your lips moving in sync. You could feel your heart race faster as his lips pressed against yours. They were soft and smooth, and felt wonderful against yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as he leaned further in.

The two of you pulled away from each other after some time, gazing into each other's eyes as you both caught your breath. Jean saw your flushed face, feeling his heart skip a beat once again. He could tell your heartbeat was beating fast too, and he felt his nervousness bubble and mix with excitement.

"That was.. That was nice." You murmured. Jean nodded slowly as he brought his free hand up to cup your face. "I've been wanting to do that for months now." He half-whispered, giving you a small smile. He could feel his cheeks grow hotter as he looked into your eyes. He was glad you didn't push him away and yell out "ew", he felt so relieved that you weren't disgusted with him. You returned the smile as he removed his hands from your face, bringing one up to play with the ends of your hair.

It was silent between the two of you, neither knowing how to continue from here. However, the atmosphere wasn't awkward as Jean thought it would be, rather... It was nice. Comforting, almost. The only sound that filled the air was the wind rustling the trees surrounding the two of you.

He broke the silence, chuckling nervously as he leaned down once more for another short kiss. He smiled, staring with hope in his eyes as he trailed his hands to your waist, "(Y/n).. I got a question... Do you-" He sighed as he stopped talking mid-way, resting his head against your shoulder with sudden overwhelming difficulty to spout the words. You smiled, rubbing your fingers through his hair and down his scalp, "I know what you're going to ask." You cupped his face with your hands, smiling as you kissed his forehead, "I love you, Jean. I've loved you for a long time. Was the kiss not enough to prove it?"

He shook his head, chuckling at your remark. "It was. I just.. wanted to hear you say it," he paused, "I love you too. Much more than you can imagine, (Y/n). I love you.. so fucking much."

He chuckled quietly, resting his head on your shoulder once more. The silence fell between the two of you once more as you both moved to lay side by side and in each other's arms, watching as dark clouds passed above the two of you. After a while, Jean broke the silence again, glancing up towards the sky, "What are we supposed to do now?" He questioned, turning his head to meet your gaze.

You smiled softly as you snuggled further into Jean's embrace, "I think I want to stay here longer.. Just in your arms.. And looking at the sky." You yawned, resting your head against his chest. "As long as we're together, nothing else matters." Jean smiled and laid his head beside your own, looking back up at the sky with a blushing grin on his face, "Sounds perfect.."

#jean aot #jean kirstein x reader #jean kirstein #aot #attack on titan x reader #snk x reader #snk imagines #fluff #aot fluff #jean fluff #friends to lovers #aot fanfiction #jean x reader #attack on titan jean #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirschtien #gender neautral reader #jean x gender neutral reader

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elonmuskoutpizzasthehut · 2 years

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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭? 𝐀𝐨𝐭

ᴀᴏᴛ sᴘᴏʟɪᴇʀs?

ʟᴇᴠɪ

None. I don't think I have to even explain, but if it's soooo important after all the titans and dangers are done he might agree to adopt

ʜᴀɴᴊɪ

Yes. They would love to have children adopting or not. She could teach them all about titans! They would love to have children with their lover<333

ᴇʀᴡɪɴ

If he were to even get with someone he would probably have 2-3 children or just one but also comes with terms to what his partner wants. And it HAS to be after the war is over and dangers are gone (even tho he wasn't alive for that long)

ᴍɪᴄʜᴇ

1-2 I just feel like he would be that type of person. Just dont make him change diapers pls

ᴢᴇᴋᴇ

1-2 maybe 3 he would be a great father and would have the biggest soft spot for his kids, because he wouldn't want them to go threw the same pain he did

ᴘɪᴇᴄᴋ

1 would love them and would probably have more but likes to not be woken up at night

ᴘᴏʀᴄᴏ

1-3 I feel like he would go for three only because someone said he wouldn't be able to do it so he tried to prove then wrong. He loves all of them tho <3

ᴀʀᴍɪɴ

Would LOVE to have a child or children. I just feel like he would worry so much :( Would make sure he knows EVERYTHING before actually trying to have one (I also feel like he has the genes for twins)

ᴇʀᴇɴ

1 and only one. He wouldn't know what to do, he would love them with all his heart but have no clue what he's doing :( would be deathly tired from just the first two days

ᴍɪᴋᴀsᴀ

Doesn't care, she would love to have children but if her lover isn't into that she'll convince them to at least have one

ᴊᴇᴀɴ

1-2 did u see that cutscene with him and Mikasa? He's gonna have at least one or two he would probably actually be pretty good at parenting, but would be that one embrassing dad

ᴄᴏɴɴʏ

1 maybe 2 I feel like he would want a family but not a huge one just a small comfy family :)

sᴀsʜᴀ

I feel like she would fall into the same footsteps as her parents and take in children as their own but she might want at least one biological one

ʀᴇɴɪᴇʀ

Yes. Would worry a lot about dying and stuff because of his titan powers. Though he would love to have a family huge or small he doesn't care (I also feel like he has twin genes as well)

ʙᴇʀᴛᴏʟᴅᴏʟᴛ (ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ᴜ sᴘᴇʟʟ ʜɪs ɴᴀᴍᴇ?)

1-2 idk I just feel like he would have that many and for no reason at all. His kids would be super tall as well

ᴀɴɴɪᴇ

None. She's chill with her lover and a cat

ʜɪsᴛᴏʀɪᴀ

Probably 1 biological and 1 adopted I just feel like she would feel bad to not give at least 1 orphan a home

ʏᴍɪʀ

Doesn't care whatever Historia wants

𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐨 (𝐛𝐭𝐰 𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐭)

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭?

#armin x gender neutral reader #levi x reader #hanji zoe #erwin x reader #eren jaeger #reiner x reader #annie leonhardt #zeke jaeger #jean x gender neutral reader #connie springer #sasha braus #bertholt hoover #pieck aot #aot headcanons

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justanobodywriter · 1 year

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Mortem

Eren x Reader x Jean

CW: kind of season 4 spoilers but nothing too specific (iykyk), gender neutral reader, angst, mentions of injuries, reader dies, little bit of cheating reader

Eren leaned over the bed. He looked at how peaceful you looked. He hadn't seen you like this in a while.

"I was beginning to think you weren't going to come," you breathed out.

Your lips turned up in a small smile as your eyes opened slowly. As the haze left, you saw him standing over you.

"I can't stay long," he spoke reaching out and caressing your cheek.

You leaned into his touch, "Any time I can get will be enough."

"Floch told me you aren't doing well."

"I'm not. I'm seriously injured."

"How bad is it?"

You lifted the thin sheet that covered your body, revealing many cuts and open wounds that were poorly stitched up. Most of your torso was a very dark blue, purple, or black color. It was very apparent that there was much that was wrong.

"Jean helped stitch me up," you explained. "I know it isn't perfect, but it's better than it was."

"Why aren't you bandaged better?" Eren questioned trying to keep his face a stoic expression.

"There isn't enough supplies here," you spoke laying the sheet back down. "They weren't ready to treat the wounded. The closest medics to here are against us all."

Eren nodded his head in understanding.

"I know you have to go, so don't worry yourself with me," you waved him off. "I'll be ok."

"This wasn't supposed to happen," Eren admitted.

"No plan is perfect."

"This one was."

"You're right, it was. This was all meant to happen. We have to accept it now."

"Do you still love me?"

"Of course I do, Eren," you let out a choked cough after you spoke.

"Do you still think this is the right thing to do?"

"Do you?"

"Yes."

"That's all that matters. I don't know what to think anymore."

"So you aren't still with me?"

"No, I am. I just don't know what's best anymore. Is there even anything that would be best in this world?"

"Don't say things like that."

"I'm serious, Eren. Think about it. This world has gone to shit. Can it really be saved?"

"There's only one way to find out."

You turned your head to him and looked intensely into his eyes, "Then do it."

Eren nodded.

He leaned over and kissed you.

Both of you knew it would be the last time, so his lips lingered with yours for a little longer than they usually would. He was hesitant to leave. He didn't want to leave you, but he had a job to do.

Finally, he left the room.

You listened to his footsteps as they got farther and farther away.

Your door creaked open.

"Jean," you called out.

"Yeah, it's me," he answered as he shut the door behind him.

He walked over to your bedside. He took your hand in his gently.

"Did he come?" Jean asked.

"Just like we thought he would," you confirmed. "Was it enough time?"

"Only time will tell," Jean breathed out.

He brought your knuckles to his lips and kissed them gently.

You smiled as you looked up at the ceiling. Silent tears fell from your eyes.

"It's ok," Jean cooed. "You did the right thing."

"Did I?" you asked.

He hummed in response.

He pulled a chair over to your bedside. He gently took your hand in his again.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Weak," you admitted.

"Can I do anything to help?" he spoke looking up at you knowingly.

"Stay," you breathed out.

You both knew. It wouldn't be too much longer, so he did as you asked. Jean stayed there until he saw your chest stop rising and falling. Even after he knew, he leaned over and cried over you.

"Your death won't be for nothing," he spoke. "I promise."

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postwarlevi · 2 years

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Dancing On My Own

Content: 2.2k words of letting go of false feelings when someone shows you true ones.

a/n- a product of sudden inspiration while listening to a song on repeat and my wifi going out. Yay :) Start with this version, end with this one!

Credit to @jayteacups for the divider!

Sliding into the corner booth, here you are again.

Another night. Another night of self loathing. Watching them dance with each other, watching the one you want, not dancing with you.

But it was never going to be you. It was in your head.

But that doesn't make it hurt less.

At one time you thought there was a chance. It seemed like it, anyway.

"Hey." You hear a soft voice just over the music.

Blinking you look over to see your friend slip into the booth next to you.

"What are you doing?" He asks, but really, he knows. He wants you to stop it.

You shrug and look back out and feel your heart hurt as you watch them share a tender moment right there in front of everyone.

"Don't do this to yourself." He begs. He can't stand it.

"I…" You trail off. "I'm done." You look away and lock eyes with Jean. "I'm done." You say more confidently.

He searches your eyes to be sure.

But it's true. This is the last time you are willing to let yourself feel this way.

"Wanna, get out of here then?" He asks gently, like he might scare you.

And he almost does. "I don't know if we should, together." You admit some doubt.

"Why? You think…you think something, that I would…" He can't even form a sentence to respond.

"I don't know what I think. I just know I could be better, and don't want to make you, make anyone…" You turn away in shame.

You trust him completely, but tonight you are emotional, and don't know if you trust yourself not to do something that could lead to something else.

Because if it can't be with the one you want, you might want it to be with someone.

"I wouldn't." He insists, trying not to be offended by your thoughts, knowing you're not thinking straight. "Come on."

He takes your arm and you let him lead you away, neither of you looking back.

It's not far to your destination, so you walk, the cool breeze making it a little easier to breathe.

"Jean." You say his name faintly.

"What?" You feel him tense against his will.

"Don't be mad." You ask of him, leaning further into him as you walk.

"I'm not." He promises.

And it's true. He's not, not really. He's mad that you're pining over some idiot who while has been kind to you has, lead you to believe there could be something more, only to drop a pile of bricks on that dream.

It's not their fault, they can't help who they love. But it hurts him to see you suffer.

Jean lets you go to unlock the front door so you can both stumble in.

Both of you have had a drink or two, you can't quite remember. But it hasn't been so bad that you couldn't make it back to his place, so you'll probably make decent decisions, you hope.

He gets you settled on his couch and pours a glass of water for you, watching you to make sure you drink the whole thing while he has a glass too.

"Thank you." You look up at him as you hand the glass back.

"You're okay." It isn't a question. You are okay, he'll make sure of that, just like always. "You'll stay here." He doesn't give you an option. He doesn't want you to be left alone.

You nod and lean back against the couch as Jean disappears, going to get you something to sleep in.

He returns and you stand without thinking you stand and start to strip right there and he respectfully turns around.

When you're done you reach out and touch his shoulder and he feels tingles down his spine at your light touch.

Turning to you, you both lock eyes. Jeans mouth parts but he doesn't know if now is the right time to tell you.

Then you make the decision for him and step forward. Dropping your daytime clothes on the couch, you wrap your arms around his waist and rest your head on his chest.

He gulps. "I'm sorry." He says, smoothing your hair with one hand, the other going around you.

"I'm okay." Something finally clicked for you tonight. It's hard to say what, but you don't worry too much about that. After watching them together for another time your brain finally said, enough, and you agreed.

"I know what it's like." Jean starts, terrified.

You pull back but keep each other in hold.

"To watch someone you want to be with, want to be with someone else." He leaves this open. Please, don't freak out. He doesn't think you will, but maybe so.

"Oh. You mean, them." The other person, the one your person is dancing with. You know Jeans been watching them too.

But you are only confused when he shakes his head. "No. Not them." Maybe at one time, a long time ago, before you.

You raise an eyebrow, and suddenly gasp and pull back with realization, no more alcohol in your system.

"Jean." You put your hands up to you mouth.

You're so stupid. So, so, so…

"It's okay." He says to you, keeping his hands to himself as you work this out.

You shake your head and tears form.

Somewhere in the back of your mind you knew it. It's been there for a while. If your unreturned feelings would've stopped trying to take over, you would have seen what was right in front of you.

You collapse onto the couch, covering your eyes with your hands as you sob quietly.

Jean doesn't know if he should sit next to you. Are you crying because you're still emotional, or…?

"I don't want to make you feel like you're a second choice." You manage to say.

He's not. He never was. It's just terrible timing and your heart and mind playing tricks.

"I…won't feel that way." He says honestly as he eases onto the couch as far from you as possible.

He understands the way this works. You had no control over it. Neither does he. At some point he moved on faster than you had, and he isn't going to hold that against you.

Not even if it still doesn't end up how he wants it to.

"Can I, stay with you?" You ask with teary doe eyes. You don't want to be alone, and trust that no matter what you say or do, he will always respect your boundaries.

Jean thinks. This could mean a lot of things, but at least you want to be with him.

He nods and stands up, holding out a hand to help you up as well.

A few minutes later he's undressed as well and you're both under his bedsheets, laying on your backs, heads on separate pillows. For the first time, it feels a little tense.

"Come here." You instruct him closer to you, because you don't know if you can move.

He stays stationary, except for turning his head towards you, which makes you do the same.

"You're too far away." You tell him, reaching out.

He allows your hand to find his and lets your fingers intertwine.

"I told you, I'm not gonna do anything." He reminds you.

"Do you, want to?" You question, heart speeding up.

"Tomorrow." He answers, eyes never leaving yours. Even in the darkness you can see his honey colored irises on you.

He wants to make sure you will still feel the same in the morning.

Without warning you've pushed yourself up and are hovering over him, making his eyes widen.

"You're not a second choice." You remind him, voice almost harsh.

He gives a slight nod. "I know." With his free hand he lightly touches your cheek.

"What if I want you to kiss me?" You push further. You're in your right mind. You're sure of it.

"Tomorrow." He repeats, moving his hand to your collarbone, preventing you from leaning in.

Neither of you budge as you continue to assess the situation and your muscles finally become weak from holding yourself up.

You take your hand back and Jean lowers the one on your chest and you heave yourself back to your own side.

"You better, better kiss me tomorrow." Your voice wavers.

Jean looks over to you again. "I will. If that's what you want." He promises. It's taken everything he has to not press his lips to yours tonight.

You turn away from him and he can tell you're back to overthinking, your breathing never steady.

But at least now you're thinking of him. And tomorrow.

He finally does as you asked of him before and scoots closer, putting an arm around you. It's not the first time he's held you while you've slept, so this doesn't necessarily feel like breaking the rules.

You sigh contently and he can feel you settle.

You put your arm on top of his, running your fingers across his skin multiple times.

You want to tell him he will always be our first choice. But you're angry with yourself for not seeing it sooner.

But in a lifetime where it is very possible to fall in love more than once, that doesn't mean you loved either person any less.

It's an interesting sleep, full of both dreams and what feel like nightmares, but you are pulled out of them when you feel a gentle tug around your middle, and a soft "you're okay" before falling back to sleep.

In the morning you are alone in the bed and sit up slowly.

Your head hurts but it is not from any drink or the response to closing a chapter in your life.

All your mind can and has been thinking of is Jean, and you think you physically ache now that he is not with you.

You make your way to the bathroom and take a moment, wiping your face with a cool rag before going to find Jean in the kitchen, making breakfast.

It's something he always does for you, and yet it feels different.

You've been wandering so quiet he hasn't heard you come in. Partly due to the soft playing music he's put on to hum along to and make sure doesn't disturb your slumber.

"Morning." You say softly so as not to startle him as you come to stand beside him.

He smiles and looks at you. "Morning. Sleep okay?" He hopes you did a little besides tossing and turning.

You shrug. "I think I will from now on." It feels like you will.

You look up at him expectantly but he looks away, flipping the pancakes once more.

"Almost done." He says proudly. Ready just as you woke up.

You frown. "You promised." You whisper.

After another minute he shuts the stove off and plates breakfast for you both.

"What are you doing?" He chuckles as he turns to put the spatula in the sink but you block him.

"Dance with me." There's a song playing now that makes you want to. More than any time in a long while.

He smiles and flings the spatula into the sink and puts his arms around you, leading you a couple feet from the hot stove.

Finally with his arms around you, you think your headache lessens.

"Look at you, dancing." He's happy you are, and that it's with him.

The music is upbeat but you move slow together, and that's fine with both of you.

"I was always going to." Even if it was on your own. But, you like this option just as much.

Jean squeezes your sides. He never doubted that for a second. Even if it's taken you longer than he would have liked.

The way he beams down at you, like you will always be his first choice. You don't want it to end.

Your hands move up his arms, his neck, to hold his cheeks, and you stop moving.

"You promised." You say as you pull him down closer to you. "And I want you to kiss me."

And then your headache is replaced by butterflies in your stomach as he complies with your orders and your lips finally meet.

You thank your lucky stars that he doesn't hold it against you for taking longer to realize it's supposed to be him and you forever.

Whatever those other feelings were, as real as they felt, it was some sort of false attraction. But you're no longer upset that they got in the way, because at least, here you are now.

"Breakfast. Don't want it to get cold." Jean says against your lips, trying to catch his breath.

You smile and lean in for a few more pecks.

"Be careful there, I might expect this every morning." You say as you release him and take your plate to sit at the table.

Jean watches you, sitting there in his clothes, at his kitchen table, eating the food he prepared.

Oh, you have no idea. "That won't be a problem." He says as he sits down across from you.

Because nothing will ever be just his anymore, but yours, too.

#attack on titan #aot #jean kirstein #jean kirschtein #jean x reader #jean x gender neutral reader #jean kirschtein x reader #gender neutral reader #hurt/comfort #i think #modern aot #modern au #happy ending #robyn #dancing on my own #friends to lovers #because with jean that is the only way #shingeki no kyojin

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teacupoi · 2 years

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Could I be ⭐️ anon?

Could you either do a one shot or head cannon of yandere Jean, Lisa, Amber,Eula, and/or Rosiara? Whatever’s easier

Also I’ve enjoyed the fix’s you’ve made so far.

๑・JEAN, LISA, AMBER AND ELUA YANDERE HEADCANONS

��─ a few genshin woman as.. yanderes?! (gender neutral reader)

── featuring : jean , lisa , amber , elua

── i hate how this came out

── warning : yandere themes , knifes , death

# JEAN

she just wants to protect you from all the creeps and enemies in teyvat..

keeps you a secret from everyone and visits you late at night.

If she suspected anyone finding out she would hurt or k1ll them, but its just to protect you.

becomes more paranoid than usual!

she wouldn't hurt you, because she thinks your weak, fragile body can't handle it..

If you somehow escaped her grasp she wouod eventually lock you in your room and only letting you out to use the toilet.

despite all of that, she treats you well.

kisses you on the head often.

# LISA

lisa is much, much more possessive than jean.

only lets very close friends knoq about you.

lisa lets you walk around, but she will manipulate people to spy on you for her..

if you have trouble sleeping she will reader books to you

makes you tea and cakes 🍵

unlike jean she will hurt you if you are bad

# AMBER

worries about you 24/7..

she used to let you roam around but after someone bumped into you causing you to fall down a flight of stairs she took you and hid you on dragonspine

does vist you, though..

does not hurt you since shes one of the nicer people here :)

nobody knows about your existence.

its very easy to escape from her but..

If she finds out, your going to be in very big trouble..

# ELUA

biggest manipulator here!

if you step put of line she will disciple you ;(

keeps you at her house and gives you lots of affection 😊

isnt afraid to leave bruises on you.

spoils you.

puts camera or tracking devices in case you escape

🌴 © celestiac 2022 ♡ do not translate, plagiarize, or steal

#genshin fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin headcanons #jean genshin impact #jean x reader #jean x gender neutral reader #lisa genshin x reader #lisa genshin impact #amber genshin impact #amber x reader #Elua x reader

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g3nsh1n-s1mp · 2 years

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If possible, may you write hcs of the genshin ladies when you're holding hands, the setting can be anywhere! (In the streets, their work, etc.) Gn!reader please for this one.

Hello anon, sorry 😢 I won't do all the genshin ladies I'll do 2 of them

Characters: Jean, Beidou

TW: terrible writing (remember this is my first time writing the women)

Reader: Gender Neutral

JEAN

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-She's a little surprise at first but relaxes a couple secs later

-I would say she is okay with a little PDA and hand holding is one of them

(This is if you're shorter than her)

-She would let you sit on her lap and let you hold her hand while she does her work

-When she's in public she'll let you hold her pinky

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Beidou

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-When you take your hand in hers, she'd turned her head quickly and looked down/up/right at you

-Whenever you'd take her hand in yours, she feels pride in her

-She's loves it and I mean loves it when you take her hand or her take your hand

-She loves PDA she wants to show her girlfriend/boyfriend/lover

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A/N: that's all I got I'm like tired I've gotten like 4 hours of sleep

#genshin x reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #jean x reader #jean x gender neutral reader #beidou x reader #beidou x gender neutral reader

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arminandhistoaster · 2 years

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Love And War

Jean x GN!Reader,

More or less angst

CW: swearing, cheating, suggestive subjects, slight injury,

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You and Jean had been together for exactly 5 months now and it was the best relationship you'd ever had. Jean was the sweetest, funniest, sexiest, most sarcastic guy you knew. Wednesdays held a special place in your heart, important things in your life always seemed to happen on Wednesdays. This Wednesday, you, Sasha, Connie, Eren and Armin were at Armin's house after school. You were all studying for your upcoming finals, you couldn't wait for summer. Getting out of school, hanging out with all of your friends, hanging out with Jean... You ended up zoning out, thinking about the fun you would have this summer. When you all finished studying, you packed up and headed home.

It was your 5 month anniversary with Jean, you thought it would be nice to drop by his house. A nice surprise! You'd walk in, find him watching shows or scrolling on his phone, per usual, and you'd order some of your favorite foods, and just have a wonderful night in!

As you walked up to his house, you realized that his mom wasn't home. Probably working a late shift. She'd probably be home at 10pm, considering how late shifts were becoming a more frequent part of her work schedule. You opened the front door to his dog, Finnigan. He was an adorable dog and you loved him, so much so that Sasha sometimes said you loved Finn more than Jean! She knew it wasn't true but she couldn't help but tease you. She was your best friend after all...

When you walked into the house, Jean wasn't anywhere downstairs.

"He's probably up in his room," you said to yourself.

You start to walk up the stairs and stop when you hear low voices from the room down the hall, Jean's room... he wasn't playing on his Xbox, because you'd be able to hear the clicking of the controller. What was he doing?

You set down your bags and started to walk towards Jean's room. You slid down the door, feeling defeated, when you heard a familiar voice moan Jean's name.

"J-jean... what if we get caught?", the voice whispers.

"Marco... We won't get caught, my mom's at work and no one else is coming over. The only person that might interrupt us is if the mail person rings the bell or something."

Jean... Did he even know it was your anniversary? It didn't even matter. Tears slid down your face as you picked yourself up, grabbed your bags and ran down the stairs sobbing. Nothing fucking mattered anymore. You tore through the house as Jean came jogging out of his room, shirtless.

"What the hell?!," he screamed at you "Why are you here?"

You explain to him, yelling and screaming at him, all while sobbing.

Eventually you just run out of the house. Jean chasing after you, Marco standing in the doorway. You run down the road empty handed and teary eyed. Your blurry vision and trouble regulating your breath causes you to stumble multiple times, until you fall onto your hands and knees, scraping your palms.

As Jean caught up to you he started making excuses, he told you it was all a misunderstanding. That you just needed to listen to him. You kept crying as you blocked out the bitterness that became his voice.

"Just shut up!", you yelled as Jean was rambling on about his mistake.

"Happy anniversary..." you say as you walk away, wiping salty, stinging tears off of your face.

Leaving Jean behind, leaving Marco behind, you felt nothing but betrayal.

Yet you smile... A small grin, full of pain and devotion... There was no one like him....

And you couldn't be happier..

#jean x reader #attack on titan #jean kirstein #angst #jean x gn!reader #jean x gender neutral reader #jean x y/n #aot fanfiction

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armin-stan · 2 years

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Loss

JEAN (AOT) x GN! READER

i really be going through it right now

warnings: comfort. grief. just sad stuff. talk about blood and a character's death in season 4!

The attack on Liberio. It was a success; being back on the airship, we all celebrated. The loud cheers of praise drowned out the sounds of the intruder. By the time we realized it, it was too late. Sasha was on the ground and crimson liquid pooled around her.

It happened so fast, and you, Jean, and Connie rushed to her side in a moment. This couldn't be happening. This wasn't happening. Jean would wake up from this terrible dream, and Sasha would be alive, enjoying a meal from Nicolo. This wasn't happening. The three of you weren't here trying to stop the bleeding of your friend. This wasn't happening. The metallic red liquid wasn't mixing with the salty tears from everyone.

However, it was happening, and she was gone before you made it back to Paradis.

Sasha was dead.

It hit Connie the hardest; the two were practically twins. None of us were the same after that. Jean had lost another dear friend. He shut both you and Connie out. He was angry. Angry at Eren, that child, at Sasha, and himself.

Grief comes in stages, but no one talks about anger. He never knew how he could be angry at Sasha. Yet, he was so angry she was gone. Surely it was his fault; he should've acted when Lobov wasn't back. He should've stopped that girl. Why? Why did she shoot Sasha? It should've been him bleeding out on the oak flooring. She would still be alive had Eren just stayed with the Survey Corps. But instead, the suicidal blockhead never listened to anyone but himself. Jean was so angry yet had nowhere to put this anger.

The scene you found before yourself was depressing, to say the least. Jean was on his bed, knees tucked up to his chest and his hands covering his ears. His face held one of pure frustration with his eyes shut tight and a grimace on his lips. It strained your heart.

You placed your hand on the crown of his head, and his head shot up.

His face looked like a small child who'd been scolded, startled, and shattered. He wiped the dried tears from his face and turned from you, making room on the bed.

"Jean, please talk to me." He remained silent and stared ahead, thinking. His eyes blinked slowly before he simply rested against your shoulder, pressing his ear as close to the skin as he could.

"I'm so angry." His voice was bitter but cracked from sobs that had raked out of his mouth. The dirty blonde hair brushed against the crook of your neck as he let out a long breath.

"It should've been me." The words quivered from his throat like a newborn horse taking its first steps. You quickly lifted his head, so those chestnut eyes met yours, and you spoke firmly, "No. It shouldn't have been any of us. Yet, it was Sasha. We can't change that. As much as we all wish we could have her back... She's gone." His eyes held back new tears as he leaned against you again.

He spoke softly, holding back sobs, "Is Connie ok?" You shook your head gently and pressed your lips against the top of his head as you spoke, "No, none of us are. We miss her, but there's nothing we can do except appreciate the time with her." Then, finally, Jean broke, his sobs grew loud, and his shoulders heaved with each one.

His emotions spilled out like water from a cracked dam; slow at first, then all at once. Every feeling he had at that moment was spilled out onto your lap and the bed before flooding the room. He felt safe with you, the first person he'd confided in since Marco.

That was the day his heart grew to appreciate you in a new way. A softer, warmer way. One that made him feel at home and caused his heart to flutter.

#attack on titan #aot #x reader #gender neutral reader #gender neutral #comfort #jean kirstein #jean #i miss sasha #snk x reader #jean x gender neutral reader #jean x you #fanfic #jean kirstein deserves the world #jean kirschtein fanfiction #shingeki no kyoujin fanart #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #shingeki no kyojin

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hunnieknight · 6 months

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AU Sketch Ideas II

Series I

Sfw, gn!reader, mention of Crepus's death

Court (Ragbros + Jean)

The reader Kaeya's and Diluc's youngest sibling, Jean wants to propose but the reader misunderstands thinking Jean likes Diluc

Jean is a traditional woman, she believes she has to meet your guardians who else if not your brothers.

She asked for your brothers for a blessing, which caught them both off-guard. Of course, they give blessing.

The reader stays with Diluc in the Dawn Winery before and after Crepus's death. So Jean obviously often visits Dawn Winery just to see you.

But you are so oblivious you thought with Jean often dining with you and Diluc and sometimes Kaeya, she has a crush on your big brother.

Whenever she visits, you often hide away in your room or walk around the Dawn Winery, thinking you help her get close to your brother. On the other hand, Jean always slumped whenever you left.

It does infuriate the three of them, but who can be mad? Diluc is so protective he often shielded you from all this stuff. Kaeya always jabs Diluc for this. Jean always sees this naive side of you as a cute quirk.

It doesn't help that Kaeya often teasingly calls Jean "sister-in-law" in front of you. Diluc also called Jean that during dinner, when you are also at the table. It should be obvious but boy it makes you more sure she has a thing for your brothers.

Every time Jean greets you or gives you gift, you often passed it to your brothers, whilst Kaeya just smiling in defeat and Diluc just looking at you funny.

Barbara just prays to Venti Barbatos that her sister will have a smooth process in making you her spouse.

Also, Barbara will be the godmother for you both's future kids.

Well, it might take years for that to be a reality.

Until it happens, your brothers and this knight will keep trying to make you realize how bad Jean wants you to take her surname.

Adelinde can't wait to be a "grandma"

Little Dragon (Zhongli + Xiao)

There was a request i got before about Dad!Zhongli, i might do that in the future

Dad Zhongli and Big Bro Xiao!

PROTECTIVE AS FUCK.

oohhhhh every kid in the daycare somehow has a puppy crush on you.

Especially a certain ginger- It seems like Zhongli does not like you getting close to him.

Zhongli wants you to learn about his culture, so he often teaches you how to eat with chopsticks and with a chopstick helper. Obviously, you hate it, you just want to use your hand and eat your food. It doesn't help that Xiao really wants you to learn how to use chopsticks too.

Xiao adores you dearly and Zhongli loves you so much.

Despite spoiling you quite a lot, they also let you learn something by yourself but also watch closely for your safety. Like climbing stairs, peeling oranges, putting on socks, etc.

Dragon!Zhongli and Bird Xiao plushies!

Your outfit will consist of brown/yellow or earthy colours. Sometimes also purple and white so you and Xiao can have matching outfit.

#imaginedraw #genshin x reader #gender neutral reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin impact #jean gunnhildr x reader #diluc ragnvindr #kaeya alberich #zhongli #xiao

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pigeonpeach · 3 months

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Genshin WOMEN as cats!

Just pure fluff! Gender neutral reader

Characters included: Beidou, Candace Dehya, Eula, Ei, Jean, Lisa, Navia, Shenhe, Yae Miko

Jean

Oh so very stressed. Even once assured her state is temporary and will be reversed by tomorrow. For the day Lisa is left in charge as you must now try to get your catified wife to calm down. Tasty fish perhaps? In reality the real thing she need is a looooong nap. You must make her a comfortable bed, one plush and warm that makes her feel safe and loved aka your lap she wants to sleep on your lap and you have no choice but to oblige. And jean is a deep sleeper. Commonly does she get little sleep. So now that she can she basically sleeps the day away enjoying your pats and kisses.

Navia

Upon her relief that it is temporary she is a most silly kitty. She decides to go out to get fresh fish from Poisson, curious to see if it tastes better now that she’s a cat. You and her body guards must simply accompany her. You hold her on a plush pillow as she meows orders to you. A strange sight indeed for any passerbys. But nonetheless is she a verrry pretty kitty. Oh you cannot neglect her! She deserves many chin scratches and ear scratches too! And she expects them, politely bumping her head into you for more.

Lisa

She probably just goes back to sleep I’ll be real. Lisa probably concocted the ordeal herself for some experiment or just for fun. She will explore Mondstadt’s city. Expecting you to follow and buy her needs. If course being s tasty meal. Afterwards she can’t help but nap in the warm grass making you sit down with her. Before you know it you also take a nap.

Eula

How obscene! Herself? a cat?! Who dare do such a thing! She demands vengeance immediately! The world must know her wrath! You have a very vocal and very angry kitty on your hands so… maybe catnip would be useful? It helps immensely as she now acts like a silly little kitty who keeps dosing off. Once she’s back though she will seek vengeance upon you for daring to drug her in such s state! Even if it was for her benefit!

Beidou

The crew is more panicked than she is. Simply lounging about, eating fish. She sits on your lap like its a throne. A day off is very appreciated. She ends up overfed though as her crew worries about her. You have to physically stop her from eating her 7th fish in a row! She is small now she can’t eat a while shark like before! She ends up annoyed when she can’t drink with her men like before either. Oh well at least she has you. It’ll be a funny story to tell her friends back at shore.

Shenhe

Confused! She is however very calm. She tries to go about her day as normal but that doesn’t go well. She concludes that she should spend the day napping. You however want to spoil and pamper her as she’s so small and very very cute. A elegant white kitty! Your affections are not denied. She does enjoy the chin scratches. She loved her sides being pet. Just don’t let Cloud Retainer see otherwise she’ll freak out.

She is a cat? How so? How can this be? Fascinating? Unfortunately she must give up desserts for the day which is the most devastating news. Thunderstorms will be a plenty as she mopes having to endure one day of no sweets. She will pout and sulk. Not in your lap but instead resting against your thigh. She will try some fish but is repulsed by its non sweet flavor! How horrible!

Candace

Also very alarmed! She is a protector of Aaru Village! How can she give up one day. You end up contacting Dehya to take over as Candace tries to enjoy cat life. The sand in her toe beans is annoying. But for her the worst is eating unseasoned meat. Kitty stomachs cannot handle spices or advanced flavoring she oh so adores. How unfortunate for her. But at least she has you! You will have to find something entertaining for her to do. Maybe play with the kids or climb trees? Unlike the other catified women she won’t nap until tired. And she is a resilient woman. When she sees you tuckered out and sleeping however she joins you, resting on your chest.

Dehya

Worried but also kind of excited. What adventures can she have now? She wants to go all across sumeru but you make her settle on just sumeru city. She wants to try alot of things. Namely hunting! She’s hunted before sure but she wonders if its easier to be a cat? She aims for pigeons and cranes. With no success you decided to make her a hearty meal of chicken as compensation. Just then she managed to catch one! Oh she is so proud! Proudly showing off her catch with pride! You get to prepare it though, she isn’t interest in eating a mouthful of feathers. She’s also bummed out at no seasonings but hey she’s just proud she could catch something. She also very happy to spend this time with you. It’ll be a funny story to share.

Yae Miko

Unlike most of the ladies here, she is definitely doing this on purpose and is likely doing so for multiple days. She does so in order to get up to some silly mischief as her fox form has become too noticeable. She steals food all while getting away with it because she’s a cute kitty! She spies on rival writers, she causes drama between civilians. You end uo having to quarantine her until she turns back. Oh but then she goes back to mess with you! Is the kitty following you to work her or just a kitty? You’ll never know now. Your lap is never safe again!

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kaeyats · 2 years

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SAGAU,, the creator's bride/groom

a rumor that the almighty creator of teyvat is in the process of choosing a spouse spreads like wildfire. and all their acolytes start sucking up to them like insane. mondstadt edition! part 2 / liyue version here.

reader's gender is not specified, as with most of my works. requests and imagines in my ask box are appreciated, but will take a while. :D

warnings: none

no one knows where it originated from. where the string of whispers began and who lit the match that set a fire throughout the whole of teyvat. all they knew was that there was no information to deny the rumors and therefore, it was more likely the truth. and it would stay the truth to all the citizens roaming genshin's world until proven otherwise.

in the streets of mondstadt, the city of freedom, business seemed busier than usual. and the usually happy-go-lucky people acted with more haste in their movements, jumping from one block to another to discuss the recent rumors regarding their all-creator.

venti seemed to phase out significantly more than he usually does. it frustrated those who listened whenever he stopped in the middle of a song to seemingly stare down at his hands, lost in another world. soon enough, many of angel share's patrons left disgruntled, mumbling about how unsatisfactory the bard's performance had been that night. it wasn't that venti didn't hear their harsh words, he just didn't seem to care considering the heavier importance of what he had been phasing out for. he knew how easy it was for the citizens of mondstadt to believe and spread baseless rumors, but he couldn't help but plan out the many ways he could win your favor and hand in marriage. the idea had him giddy on his seat, ever so prideful in his abilities. he imagined in his head, how heavenly you would look, smothering him in your affection, calling the anemo archon your husband, telling him that you, the greatest being in the existence of teyvat, loved him and him only.

now you'd think diluc would be bothered by the amount of customers leaving the tavern, but he was just as equally lost in thought as the alleged "tone-deaf bard." unlike venti though, his lack of mindfulness didn't hinder him from performing his job just as well as others expected from him. but, if you observed the red-head closely, even for just a second, you'd see how his eyes gazed at nothing in particular and how his cheeks would turn the same shade of red as his hair ever so often. diluc knew he would be a good spouse to you. he's been worshipping you for about the entirety of his life and he wouldn't mind, in fact, he'd be ecstatic to worship you for a dozen more liftetimes. he'd serve you so well, catering to your every need. he was foreign to affection at this point, yes, but he'd let you do anything to him as long as it made you happy. it made his face heat up, just thinking about the way you'd kiss his cheek, praising him for how good he is to you.

kaeya, ever so sly and observant, saw the way his brother's eyes were glazed over with a look of longing. he didn't need to ask why (not like diluc would tell him anyway), it was the only interesting topic anyone talked about at that point. the creator of teyvat, an ancient god that many worshipped and adored, has been rumored to be looking for a spouse amongst their many, many followers. now, kaeya wasn't one to mindlessly follow new trends or indulge in himself too much, but.. he couldn't deny the sickeningly sweet feeling he got whenever he thought about you choosing him. of course, he never cared about godly titles. lord knows how much he has suffered because of the gods themselves. but he's met you before, spoke to you with his own mouth and listened to you reply with his own ears. slowly but surely, he fell in love with you and your otherworldly presence, growing fond of the quirky habits that you picked up from this so called "earth." he thought about how lonely it must've been for you to be regarded so highly and put on a pedestal, so he let you indulge in the freedom of being treated like a normal person when you were around him. he was hoping that maybe that was enough to get you to choose him.

albedo would only be able to hear of the news the next morning, the morning he decided to descend down to the city of mondstadt, there solely to gather a new batch of supplies. he didn't mean to eavesdrop, but gosh, do the ladies in the marketplace speak loudly. he was a bit shocked by the news, never predicting something like this would come. neither did he expect to be so.. attached to your presence. it was strange, but he wanted to be around you at all times. at first he was convinced it was out of curiosity and respect, but the way he felt ever so warm around you for no particular reason told him otherwise. he wanted to be around you at all times, to be able to protect, to indulge in you. but alas, many other people needed you. he wondered, if you two were to get married, would you be by his side all the time? he considered the possibility, allowing himself to daydream briefly, before calculating a plan in his head.

jean would hear of the news in her office, unable to quite process the.. baffling information. she felt scandalous, viewing a primordial being in that light. she should feel shameful, she told herself. she was but a simple mortal, a simple acting grandmaster, in a simple city. of course you wouldn't consider her a candidate in marriage. she was quite lucky to even be acknowledged by you in the first place. but, but some part of her wanted to hope, and the moment she did, she regretted it because her heartbeat burst into stellar rates before two chaotic forces intruded the peace of her quarters. eula and amber would be straight-out demanding answers from jean, eager to know and expressing so in completely different ways. eula would look quite agitated, frustrated even, the anticipation of knowing ate her up from the inside out. amber would be much more bouncy, nervous about the rumors she had heard from other knights. jean would of course tell them they were just rumors, but the two were already making plans to win you over.

"your grace! i didn't expect to see you around here, fancy yourself an apple?" venti, ever so energetic, asked from above you, only finding it efficient to fly down the statue of himself once you opened your mouth.

"ah, no, i'm fine. i just need some air is all." you shook your head, looking away from venti to stare at the giant oak tree of windrise. you didn't know what to expect from the bard. would he be as bad as the other archons?

"oh? i'm pretty sure there's plenty of air in liyue and inazuma, your grace. not unless i'm mistaken."

you chuckled at his statement, cringing at how rude and sarcastic it sounded. "well, yes, but the people there have been a lot more.. suffocating than usual."

venti wondered if it had anything to do with the current marriage rumors running around, but he dared not comment, knowing that if he did, it would only make you feel worse.

the next few days in mondstadt were quite strange, stranger than usual. you were glad the people there gave you more space than you got in the other nations, expected from the nation of freedom. but, you couldn't help but notice how fidgety everyone has been acting.

the way noelle, the diligent and hardworking maid, who was usually so kind and casual to you, turned beet red whenever you were in close proximity. "y- your grace! do you need assistance with anything? anything at all? o-oh no, i'm fine."

the way diluc, who would usually just politely look at you in the background, approached you with more luxurious gifts and proposals of.. friendly dates. "i was hoping you'd enjoy your stay in mondstadt, your grace. but even more so, i was hoping you'd enjoy my presence above everything else like i enjoy yours."

the way kaeya, who usually blatantly teased you, acted more gentlemanly around you. kissing the top of your hand, gracing you with compliments that were much sweeter and more genuine than what you'd usually get from the cavalry captain, the way he'd actively seek out your presence and ask you out for lunch. "has anyone ever told you that you're absolutely breathtaking, [name]?"

the way jean, who was usually so confident and composed, looked nervous whenever you greeted her a simple 'good morning' or 'good evening.' sometimes she even stuttered over her words, something that shocked you and everyone else who was lucky enough to witness it. "yes, you do look gorgeous tonight- i mean, the sky looks- the night sky looks gorgeous tonight! argh, i sincerely apologize for my inappropriate behavior, your grace."

the way amber, who was usually so chill, stumbled upon her steps, looking burnt amd beaten, approached you with a gift in hand. unlike diluc, her gifts weren't bought, they seemed to have been hunted down by amber herself which was entirely impressive and thoughtful of her. "n- no need to thank me, your grace. just wanted to give you something worth carrying around as always!"

the way aether (and paimon, by extension) followed you around even more so than they usually do. not that you minded, you liked it, in fact. but it was a bit unusual, considering how aether usually had many commissions to do. "last night, aether told paimon that he wanted to mmphf-"

the way albedo had started inviting you to his base in wolvendom more often or went down to the city to seemingly just hang out with you. you found him quite interesting, so the time you two spent had been a highlight in your time in mondstadt. especially the moment when, "your grace, i heard that you've been looking for a spouse amongst your acolytes. i was wondering if.. you ever considered me?"

you felt your face heat up. ah, so that's what this was all about.

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mommypieck · 1 year

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⌗︙・aot boys as perverts - jean, armin, connie ⸜⸜・

requested by @unholybabyface

jean

he watches as you leave the room, closing the door behind you. you said you were going to shower, and as much as he would like to go with you, he wants to use the time for his advantage. his cock jumps when he hears the shower running, showing him that he can do whatever he wants. he lays down on your bed, sniffing your pillow. everything smells like you and he can't get enough. suddenly he finds himself rutting against the bed. his cock leaks more with every thrust and he can't help but to whine. he notices a pair of leggings on the other side of the bed - the leggins that cup your ass perfectly. he places them in between his legs, humping them like a dog in heat. he can feel himself cumming, the orgasm so big that it makes him shake. he's a bit embarrassed for cumming inside of his pants like a boy, but he knows it was worth it.

armin

connie

his eyes watch your every move as he crouches behind the dumpster. he notices that you're wearing your new skirt and how short it seems to be. he wanted to give your house a visit but when his phone beeped, that you were already going home, he decided to watch you instead. armin is glad that be brought with camera with him, the sun is kissing your skin perfectly and he gets the chance to take perfect photos. he already has some at home. he started with just printing the photos you had online but soon realized that it's more exciting to take them himself. and he gets to take pictures of your whole body too. he prints each picture few times because he loves cumming on them. but he knows that soon it's going to be your face where he's gonna cum.

"you look so good. look at you!" he says with a large smile, checking you from every angle. connie has always been your best friend and you are grateful for how affectionate he is. he always brings you snacks and he isn't afraid to go miles if it means you get what you want. but sometimes he gets annoyed by your short skirts. and the one you are wearing today makes him especially frustrated.

"i have to get some glasses. wait." you say as you turn around to look for the glasses. connie notices how you skirt rides up. he should feel embarrassed but he can't stop himself from grabbing his phone. he quickly opens his camera to take few pictures. he makes him airpods fall on purpose so he can get a better angle. he snaps few pictures from every angle and can't help but to melt at how your ass looks perfect in every single one. he can't wait until he can open his camera roll and fantasize about you while his hand is wrapped around his cock.

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postwarlevi · 2 years

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Walk Me Home

content: 1261 words of unedited friends to ? with Jean. I hope it makes some sort of sense.

an- This was very sudden and I didn’t mean to write this. Oops. Also I totally associate this song with best friend Jean. Might not quite go but in my head it does!

Hanging out with your best friend on Saturday night like always, waiting for your other friends to head over after their day together, you lay on his bed staring at the ceiling.

“Hey, do you want some…” His voice trails off when he comes back from the kitchen seeing what snacks are available. “You okay?”

It’s obvious you’re a bit distracted. Even if your eyes weren’t a little empty and you didn’t hear him coming, he would know something is up.

“Is there something wrong with me?” You ask, eyes still watching the ceiling fan.

Jean isn’t sure what you’re talking about, but knows the answer. “What? Of course not.” He comes and sits down next to you.

“Then why can’t…I mean, why aren’t I with someone?” Everyone has been pairing off and though you have your friend group, dates for you are far and few between.

Is it you? Is it them? You don’t necessarily seek anyone out or go looking for a relationship. But shouldn’t one find you? A good one? Not the stupid flings you had in high school that usually left you crying on Jeans shoulder.

You’re getting older now. It’s your second year of college and it’s been months since anyone has even looked your way it seems.

Jean clears his throat, interrupting your thoughts.

You finally look over and see he’s trying to move closer. Once you scoot further in he lays down next to you.

It’s not unusual. You’ve shared a bed before, whether just hanging out watching a movie or spending the night, because it was the most comfortable option for both of you.

“You don’t need anyone, you know.” He tells you, looking into your eyes.

There is nothing wrong with you. You are so much better than any of the idiots who you thought were worth your time. It breaks Jeans heart you don’t know this.

“You have to say that. You’re my best friend.” Even so, you’re grateful. You reach over and move his hair back.

But no, there’s another thing you don’t know. It’s more than being friends. And that you need to learn to love yourself first. You have to realize you’re worth so much more then the tears they made you cry.

“Even so, it’s true.” He takes your hand and squeezes. “There’s nothing wrong with you.”

He feels there’s something wrong with him though. Pining after you and not being able to say it. Telling you that you don’t need anyone when he wants it to be him.

You lean in and rest your head and hand on his chest. Maybe he’s right, and in a way, so are you. You keep waiting to find someone that makes you feel as safe and happy as you are right now.

“I guess you’re right, cause that would mean something is wrong with you.” You say in a jestful manner, tilting your head up to look at him.

“And we know that can’t be true.” His false confidence comes into play quickly. He pinches your nose lightly making you laugh and shake him off.

It’s true Jean hasn’t dated much either. But that’s because at some point, he realized it’s because he already found his person.

“I just, don’t feel wanted.” You know you are, by your friends. But platonic love doesn’t seem like enough. There’s supposed to be more. Why haven’t you found it?

“You are, I promise.” He puts his arms around you as you settle in again. This feels so natural. Why can’t you help him and just see it? Can’t you feel it? You know he terrible in romantic situations. But you don’t know it’s because he can’t stop thinking about you.

Screwing it up with any of them is one thing. But he couldn’t stand himself if he lost you. So he’ll settle for these type of moments. It will sustain him for now. And he hopes that if he never tells you the truth and you never figure it out, that he can somehow move past not having them anymore.

“Hey jerks!” You both jump when your friends Connie and Sasha come in, barging in on your moment. They’ve seen you have many and don’t think much of it. Except wondering when you two are finally going to figure it out. You jokingly make fun of their IQ all the time but there’s something they both know that you both seem to keep missing.

The four of you get set up playing video games and watching movies and blowing up the air mattress so none of you sleep on the floor. You go through snacks and laugh at the movies and each other for hours before calling it a night.

Connie and Jean let you and Sasha have the bed, and you sleep on Jeans side, with the air mattress next to you. At this point you feel his bed is more comfortable than your own, and you know the indents by heart from where he always sleeps on his back.

Being a side sleeper yourself, you give a yawn and look at the clock, thinking no doubt you’re the only one not sleeping.

Checking in you look down and see Jean in his usual sleeping position, head slanted slightly in your direction. You smile to yourself and hold back reaching out to him.

What would you do without all of them, without him? You don’t want to find out. If it was just you together like this forever, you could be happy.

Sleep still won’t come, and the more you think, the more you wonder if you could make Jean happy, not just like this, but how you’ve been wanting for yourself. There’s a reason you feel good with him, right? He knows everything about you, and still wants you. He makes you feel safe, and he-

“Hey, you okay?” Jeans voice is there again. You blink out of your head and realize he’s awake too now, sitting up and reaching out to you like you had thought of before.

His thumb caresses your cheek as he waits. He caught you staring and is concerned.

“Yes, thank you. I just…” What do you say? “Wish you were up here.” Wish he was closer than arms length.

“You wanna come down here? Want me to kick Connie off?” He whispers. He would do it too.

You silently giggle. “No, don’t.” You lean closer to the edge and dangle your hand over the side of the bed.

Jean lays back down, and finds your hand that hovers just above the mattress. It’s a little awkward position, but you both wouldn’t have it any other way, unless you were next to each other.

“You make me happy.” You tell him quietly. You don’t need anyone else. You know why it doesn’t work out with anyone else. You don’t want it to.

“You make me happy, too. More than anyone.” Do you hear it in his voice? That it isn’t just friendship, that he always wants to make you happy?

You think maybe you do, but also think maybe it’s just in your head. There’s no way you’ve both been missing it this whole time, right?

All you know, is that after a few more hand squeezes and shared soft looks, finally you are able to get some sleep.

Thankfully you and Jean have moved much closer to making Connie and Sasha stop trying to hint to you both.

After all, who to make you happier or love you more than your best friend?

an- Originally supposed to end with it being more uncertain of readers feelings but I couldn’t stop myself!

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them with a clingy s/o ,, mikasa jean connie sasha reiner annie pieck porco marcel levi hanji erwin

mikasa

she doesn’t mind at all

in fact, she finds it endearing

when you’re holding onto her she’ll always watch you with a soft content smile

jean

he loves it because it’s reassuring for him and makes him feel really loved

he would literally never deny you touching him. more like the opposite, he invites you to and just grins at you

he’s also very touchy around other people to let them know you’re his bc he’s kinda insecure. he wants to hold your hand and he often fiddles with your fingers. sometimes he’d snake his fingers into the waistband of your pants

connie

he personally doesn’t need that much physical contact but he lets you do whatever you want to him, he really doesn’t care. he just wants you to be happy

he’ll tease you about it though and laugh when you get pouty. he’ll apologize if you get too quiet or embarrassed or hurt though

but he likes it because the thought of you not getting enough of him is ego boosting and just makes him feel good

sasha

she loves physical touch so she lets you touch her whenever you want

you make her hair every morning. just her sitting on the bed all groggy and grumpy and you massaging her head a little and running your fingers through her hair to lighten up her mood until you finally tie it up into her usual ponytail

she’s always one of the last ppl still eating so when you’re done (which is a lot sooner) you cling to her and wrap your arms around her while she’s still eating.

you could be climbing up on her like she’s a tree and she wouldn’t care . so you do sometimes which always ends up with both of you on the ground

you like nuzzling into her chest and she knows it so it doesn’t matter if she’s talking to someone or there’s ppl around, she’ll let you do it if you want to. she’ll stroke your head or back while you’re doing it or just wrap her arms around you

annie

if it’s around other people or in public: she doesn’t mind you constantly having your arms wrapped around her waist or shoulders but don’t expect her to hug you back. she’d more like let it happen and just stand there while you’re doing your thing

she doesn’t wanna kiss or make out in public or when there’s other ppl near

sometimes when somebody else is flirting with her you forget about how much she hates pda and just grab her face and push your tongue into her mouth bc you’re so riled up. she let’s you do it though bc she knows you didn’t mean any harm. also bc she kinda finds it hot.. you’ll never hear her admit it though. it fact, she’ll act annoyed and roll her eyes when you’re done showing the person she’s yours

if you’re alone somewhere she’ll reciprocate your hug and hold onto you tightly while burying her head into your neck

she also initiates make out sessions more than you when you’re alone because she’s actually kinda needy herself

reiner

he’s super clingy himself so whenever you are it’s just reassurance to him

you’re basically hugging 24/7 and neither of you wants to let go. like at all.

you follow each other around like puppies

he feels so loved and content when you initiate hugs

you’re constantly touching and have your hands on each other wether it’s holding hands or letting him fiddle with your fingers or you hooking your fingers through the loops on his pants etc.

he loves it when he’s doing something and you’re, for once, not together but you somehow find him and hug him from the side. he’ll take one of his arms and put it around either your waist or your shoulder and bring his other hand up to cup your face and stroke your cheek

scenario: it’s just a normal day for you warriors with not much to do so you’re all just hanging out when you make your way over to reiner who was sitting on the couch with pieck and sit in his lap facing him with your arms around his neck and him slouching his left arm around your lower back while the other is caressing your back. “right, i’m out.” porco gets up. nothing more disturbing to him than the two of you. “have fun!” pieck sighs tiredly. zeke would just walk out without saying anything. you and reiner chuckle and hug each other tighter. reiner would bring his hands up to your face and press light kisses all over it which would eventually lead to you making out. and then just hugging again. and making out again. and hugging. you could spend hours doing nothing but kiss and hug. 2 hours would go by but none of you would want to get up. then the other warriors would march through the door talking and laughing about something thinking you and reiner would be long gone but to their surprise- “there is no way you’re still sitting here like that..” porco would look at you disgusted. “why, how long has it been?” you ask genuinely curious.

porco

he won’t let you touch him in public especially not around the other warriors or people in the military in higher positions because he thinks it makes him look weak and unprofessional

he’d always regret it immediately after though because he knows that it makes you feel neglected and annoying, but he can’t risk letting his ‘cool guy’ and ‘good warrior’ act fall.

at night when you’re alone though he won’t let go of you and tell you that he’s sorry for being such a stupid asshole sometimes

as soon as you’re alone in either yours or his room he’ll press you against the door and hug you tightly “i’m so sorry. i’m such an ass i’m sorry.” he’d mumble with tears welling up in his eyes. you had already forgotten what this was about because you know him and you know how he gets but when he pleads for you to hug him back you remember.

marcel

i hc him being possessive

so he loves it when you’re touching and hugging him, especially in public. to him it’s just showing other people that you’re his.

he especially likes it when you’re doing it in front of other guys

if you do it around the warriors he’ll just smirk and let you climb in his lap or whatever it is you wanna do

if it’s around instructors he’ll just look at them with a “sorry, they just can’t help it” look. or he’ll just kinda ignore you and act like nothings happening so the instructor will adapt to his state. he’d just stroke your arm or head while your hugging him but he won’t shift his focus away from the conversation he’s having with one of the ppl in power

he acts like he’s not touchy himself bc he knows how needy you are when in reality he’s thriving every time you initiate physical touch

he likes making out in front of other ppl and showing them that you’re his. he won’t do it for long bc he knows you get embarrassed and annoyed but he’ll shove his tongue into your mouth and make out with you for a few seconds just to annoy the ppl around him

pieck

loves it bc it’s just really comfortable and adds warmth

she especially loves it when you’re laying on top of her

you’ll often just pick her up and bury your face in her neck

you also love resting your head on her ass when she’s laying on her stomach

levi

would act annoyed when you do it in public or in front of others but he wouldn’t make you stop or send you away

he’d just stand there helpless letting you do whatever you want to him while he has his usual grumpy look on his face

in private though he is the one initiating physical touch the most because in reality he wants it even more than you. he needs it. he’s just become exceptionally well at suppressing his needs.

he’s the embodiment of a cat. grumpy in front of others but clingy when you’re alone

hange

i hc hanji using they/he pronouns so:

would not mind at all bc he’s clingy himself

blushed the first time you suddenly hugged them bc usually they’re the one doing it

made him so happy fr

he literally loves it so much, it’s so reassuring to them bc he feels like he’s annoying by being so touchy but whenever you’re clingy it just makes them happy and feels like a relief kinda

erwin ** idk i got carried away

he takes his position as commander very serious but when you’re feeling needy while he’s talking to someone, he’ll still let you hug him from the side or from behind but he wouldn’t pay much attention to you. just putting his arm around you while keeping the conversation he was having going or a gentle squeeze of your arm

in private he lets you do whatever you need to do

he’ll let you sit on his lap while he’s doing paperwork or hump his thigh if you need to. “good, baby, keep rubbing yourself on me” “you’re doing so good” “i know you’re close, come for me, sweetie” he’d coo softly while rubbing your back. it’s hard for him to let you finish because all he’d think about when you’re rubbing yourself on his thigh is his cock inside your warm pussy. he’ll have to hold back groans and the uncomfortable feeling of his pants getting tight around his crotch isn’t any less distracting. nine out of ten times he takes you on the sofa after you’re done and panting into his neck

he’s not too clingy himself. but he gets needy and whiny too. he just knows when the right time for those things is and he has no problem waiting until you’re alone.

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