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hoejosatoru · 1 year

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Hating Game

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Reiner

Summary: Your friends are sick of the constant fighting between you and Reiner. They creature a plan that they hope will force the two of you to get along, which ends ups working a little too well. This is basically born from me hating Reiner, but then Mappa made him hot and now I have complicated feelings about it.

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Reader has no specified skin or hair color, name calling (bitch, douche, dick, slut etc), being locked in with someone, you and Reiner are mean to each other, y/n mentions kissing a girl, fingering, light choking, riding him, teasing, rough sex, a touch of cervix fucking, doggy, cream pie, being walked in on not proof read MDNI

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” you growled, banging on the locked door.

“This will be good for you both,” Armin’s muffled voice responded.

“Nothing could be good about being stuck with her,” Reiner, the bane of your existence, shouted back. Just the sound of his voice made your body cringe.

“That attitude is exactly why you’re in there,” Mikasa replied from the other side of the door. You couldn’t believe your friends conspired against you like this. You had been told to grab a cooler from the basement when you found Reiner down there looking for the same thing.

“I’m already on that,” he had said.

“Well maybe if you weren’t such an incompetent idiot then they wouldn't have sent me.”

And then you heard the telltale sound of a door shutting and locking. Bringing you to where you are now, begging to friends behind that locked door.

“Eren come on, you have to agree this is evil.” Eren was the one person who was on the same page about you with Reiner. You shared many laughs at his expense, but your hatred definitely ran a bit deeper.

“Sorry, y/n, I got out voted,” he replied. “And didn’t want to get locked in there with you.” There was a current of laughter in his voice and even though he was your good friend, you knew he probably found this hilarious. You were going to strangle him when you got out of here.

“This is a fire hazard,” Reiner huffed. Even though he was a steps below you, you could feel his breath on your neck. You wanted to retch.

“We will be done by the lake, if there is a fire we’d see it before you,” Armin replied. His voice was getting harder to hear, meaning he was getting further away. “All you have to do is make up and we will let you out. Good luck!” You were also going to strangle Armin when you got out.

You banged on the door and called their names a few more times, but there was no response. They were gone, they truly locked you in here with him. Fuck it, you were going to strangle all of them. Sasha, Jean, and Connie were all in on it and they would not be excluded from your ire.

“Would you fucking stop with the banging? They’re obviously not coming back and you’re giving me a headache,” Reiner grumbled.

“Your fucking voice gives me a headache,” you huffed, pushing past him down the stairs. You could not believe this. This was supposed to be a relaxing weekend. You’d been looking forward to hanging out with your friends at the Armin’s family lake house for weeks. You had been determined to not let Reiners presence ruin that, but that clearly didn’t work.

“You’re such a bitch.”

“You’re a fucking douche bag.”

A typical conversation between you and Reiner, truly. This plot was going to backfire because being stuck with him on this beautiful day was making you want to kill him more, not less. You scanned the basement, which was thankfully finished. If you had been stuck in a musty concrete basement with Reiner all day you probably would have just drowned yourself in the lake. As nice as it was, though, there was no escape. There were a few windows at the very top, but they were typical tiny basement windows. There was no way you could fit through them. There was a bathroom that you could lock yourself in, but you didn’t want to make things easier for him. Although a toilet would be better company.

“You’re breathing too loud,” you said, icily. That was one thing you hated about him - his complete lack of self awareness. Whether he was talking loudly or man spreading, he never had any qualms about dominating the space around him. It grated your nerves.

“Oh, I’m sorry, should I stop?” he asked with false sincerity.

“Yes, actually I would love that.”

He flipped you off, you rolled your eyes. Great fucking plan Armin!

You were sure exactly what caused your mutual hatred. There was never one big fight, it had always been this way. You were like cats and dogs, oil and water, toothpaste and orange juice - you just did not mix. Over time that dislike grew to disdain and has now blossomed into full-blown hatred.

“It’s your fault we are in here,” Reiner stated.

“Wow, you not taking any accountability? Consider me shocked,” you replied with faux surprise.

“You know you’re a bigger bitch than me.”

You snorted. “Are you calling yourself a little bitch? In that case I fully agree.”

“I am not calling myself a little bitch,” Reiner hissed. He sounded so ridiculous it made you bust out laughing, which only pissed him off more. “But I am saying you’re nasty for no reason.”

“I always have a reason,” you retorted, “and the reason is you’re a dick.”

“Right, and you’re an angel,” Reiner replied sardonically.

You ran your tongue over your canine, smiling wickedly. “Funny, that’s what Historia said after she kissed me.” It was the worst kept secret in your friend group that Reiner had a huge crush on Historia, who wanted nothing to do with him romantically. You and Historia kissed at a party once - a meaningless drunk make out, but you knew it drove Reiner insane. It was your favorite button of his to push.

Reiner’s eye twitched and his jaw clenched. He was pissed. You could laugh. “Oh fuck off.”

“Aw did I strike a nerve?” you questioned, “It’s probably for the best Historia doesn't like guys. I’m not sure your ego could survive hooking up with her and not making her cum.”

“I can make girls cum,” Reiner snapped, which made you laugh.

“Any man that says he can make girls cum absolutely can’t.”

“Right like you’re any better? You’re such a frigid bitch I bet you just lay there like a dead fish,” Reiner replied.

“You know, I’ve heard imagination is only as good as your experiences,” you said, “Do you have a lot experiences with girls laying under you like a dead fish? I’ll let you in on a little secret- that means they’re not enjoying it.”

“You think a lot about me having sex, huh? If you want me, you just have to ask,” Reiner jabbed. He was standing right in from you now and you hated that you had to look up at him, how his body was so large it eclipsed yours. “Of course, the answer will be no, but it will give me a good laugh.”

You fake gagged. “You fucking wish.”

You stared at each other with a palpable intensity. You wanted to say it was just hatred, but you knew there was something else there, lurking underneath. You would never, ever, ever admit it. But there was a very small (microscopic, you swear) part of you that was attracted to Reiner. It was like the stupid, cavewoman part of your brain that couldn’t control. You hated the way your body reacted to him, it was like a betrayal. It only fueled your hatred for him more.

“I hate you,” Reiner said.

“I hate you more,” you hissed, “Now get out of my fucking face.” You lifted your hands to shove him away, but Reiner grabbed your wrists. It was the first time he’d ever touched you and it felt... strange. Like and electric shock. You saw the bewildered look in his eye and knew he felt it too.

There was a beat of tense, charged silence before you crashed together. You couldn’t say who kissed who first; it was mutual pull like magnets. You couldn’t really process what was happening, one second you were telling him you hated him and the next you were kissing. Not just kissing, but a deep, desperate make out.

Your hands were all over each other, wild and frantic. His hands were tangled in your hair, yours gripping his strong shoulders and sliding up his neck. You felt insane; you couldn’t believe you were doing this. Kissing Reiner. Worse, you were aching for more. Your hatred for him was still there, but you couldn’t fight the feeling building in your lower stomach.

You both pulled away, breathless. “I still hate you,” you growled.

“Fuck you.”

And then you were kissing again. Reiner was pulling you down to the floor with him, your body straddling his. His large hand slid up your thighs and into your shorts. You gasped as his finger glided over your underwear, then into them. “You’re real fucking wet for someone you’re suppose to hate,” Reiner smirked, toying with your pussy.

Your gripped his cock through his pants and squeezed it. Hard. Reiner groaned. “And you’re rock fucking hard for a frigid bitch.” Your grip loosened on him as Reiner slipped a finger inside you, pressing a spot that made you weak. Reiner smirked at your reaction. So it’s gonna be like that, huh?

You attacked his lips as he fingered you. His long, thick fingers feeling better than you cared to admit. You bit at his lower lip, tugging on it before releasing. Reiner groaned into your mouth at the sharpness of your teeth against his annoyingly soft lips. He pumped his fingers into you hard and fast, your pussy’s wetness making the act obscenely loud. You hated the tangible proof of how aroused you were by him.

Your hands wrapped around his neck. “I should choke the shit out of you,” you grumbled. His body leaned into your touch, prompting you to give his neck a squeeze. A deep groan escaped his and his dick twitched against your thighs. “Oh you like that?” You squeeze harder. “You like being put in your place?” You squeezed even harder, devouring his lips until he was gasping and moaning. His thumb found your clit, rubbing it until your limbs felt weak and you released your grip on his throat.

“You’re fucking dripping down my hand. Bet you wanna cum so bad, huh?” Your eyes narrowed and you swallowed a moan. You did want to cum, but no way in hell you were caving before he did. You had to keep a shred of your dignity. You swatting his hands away and yanked his boxers down. You tried to keep your face as neutral as possible as you took in the size of him. His cock was annoyingly big. God you had wanted him to have a 2incher so you could laugh in his face, but you couldn’t. He was long and thick in away that made your pussy flutter in anticipation. Not that you’d ever tell him that.

“And desperate to have me inside? Never knew you had it so bad for me,” Reiner said. He was trying to look relaxed, but you didn’t miss how his face twitched as you ran his tip through your slick folds.

“More like I'm desperate to see how quickly you cum,” you fired back. You teased the tip at your aching hole, hating how badly it wanted to suck him in. You didn’t give in yet, wanting to get him more desperate. “What’s your record, one minute? Two?”

Reiner groaned as you squeezed the base of his cock while swirling his tip over your clit. “I can outlast you.” His strained voice said otherwise. “You’re stalling because you know it's true.”

Just to prove him wrong you sunk down on his cock. You went as fast as his thickness allowed, which, frustratingly, was not that fast. You felt the sweet-aching stretch all the way down in your toes. You wanted so badly to not show his effect on you, but a few traitorous moans escaped your lips. Your annoyance at yourself was only quelled when a desperate, throaty groan left his mouth as you bottomed out.

You moved your hips slowly, both to allow yourself to adjust and to tease him more. By the way his hands dug into your hips, you knew it was working. “I know you wanna say it.”

“What?” Reiner questioned, his eyes shamelessly on where he disappears inside you.

“How tight I am.” You squeezed him to emphasize the point, making him grit his teeth. “How good I feel, wet and warm and squeezing your aching cock.” You moved your hips faster as you spoke, a sweat breaking on his brow.

“You’re - fuck- fucking full of yourself.” The hiccup in his sentence gave you a rush a pride.

“Doesn’t change the fact that you’re desperate to empty yourself inside me,” you pressed on. His hips hitched, meeting yours with small thrusts. He hit a spot deep inside you that made your head fall back, but you didn’t let it deter you. “Bet you’ve dreamt about this. Bet I feel better than you fucking imagined. Admit it.”

“Fuck you.”

You snickered. “I should stop now an blue ball y-”

Before you could finish, or even process what was happened, you were flipped over, ass up and against Reiner. One large hand was on the back of your neck, squishing your face into the carpet. His other hand gripped both your wrists at your lower back, rendering you immobile. “You fucking talk too much.”

Reiner pounded into you, years of frustration coming out in each thrust. He was so deep, you felt him in your stomach, pleasuring parts of you you didn’t know existed. You were helpless, totally submitted to him. You hated it, but you fucking loved it, which what you really hated.

“Fu-nngh-ck” you gasped.

“Oh you like that? You like being put in your place?” Reiner spat your words back out at you. Your pussy pulsed at his words. Reiner chuckled. “You really do like it, huh? Can feel your fucking pussy sucking me in.” He let go of the hand on your neck to grip your hips, letting him get impossibly deeper in you. His tip bruised your cervix in the sweetest, most sinful way.

“Now who’s fucking full of themself?” You snapped, your voice ragged.

“No you’re full of me,” Reiner retorted. “You hate me so much yet you’re taking my dick like a slut. Gonna fucking cum all over me.”

Oh you were not going to let him win. “You’re a piece of fucking shit,” you spat. You squeezed him and wiggled your him against him as best your position allowed. You hear him curse through his teeth behind you. You knew he was close, you could feel it.

But Reiner was not going down without a fight. His fingers found your clit, rubbing hard circles over the sensitive bud. You cried out, a tightening in your lower stomach telling you were close. Desperate times call for desperate measures. You moaned his name, letting all the pleasure you were trying to mask fill the sinful sound of his name.

Reiner’s hips twitched and you knew you won before you even felt his thick, warm cum fill you. He moaned, a deep, throaty sound as he filled you up. The ecstasy of your triumph pushed you over the edge, a white hot pleasure flaming through your body. It felt so good you couldn’t even keep yourself quiet if you wanted to.

“Oh. My. God.”

Your eyes snapped open because that was not Reiner’s voice. Your head snapped up and found Eren and Armin standing on the stairs look down at you. From that angle, they couldn't see your naked lower half over the couch, but the position you were in left little to imagine. Not to mention the sounds the probably here. Oh god.

Eren was laughing his head off. “This is too fucking good, oh my god.”

“I’m going to fucking kill you Eren,” you yelled. He was never going to let you live this one down.

“Well,” Armin said, “That plan went better than expected.”

#this was cathartic #reiner smut #reiner headcanons #reiner hcs #reiner x y/n #reiner x you #reiner braun smut #reiner braun imagine #reiner braun fic

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ackrmvvn-levi · 1 year

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I couldn’t hold back || J.K.

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: Mentions of death, bad language

“The name of that good friend of yours, that one you told me about. Oh right, it’s Marco.”

Your eyes bored into the bowl of stew held in your hands, doing your best to remain calm through this conversation.

“You said Annie was involved in his death, didn’t you?”

You didn’t need to look over at Jean to know he was scowling. Marco’s death had taken a toll on both of you, finding out Annie was involved was even harder.

“Have you asked about it yet? The truth behind his death.”

Your head flashed up, eyes snapping between Yelena and Annie quickly. You hadn’t, truthfully, You didn’t think Jean had either. Up until now, you weren’t sure you really wanted to know. The point of it was Marco was dead, you didn’t need to know the details.

“I took off Marco’s ODM gear.” Annie spoke before anyone could inquire more information. “That’s why a titan ate-“ Reiner cut her off.

“Annie was only following my orders.”

The anger in your chest burned, bubbling under the surface. You could’ve assumed he’d have something to do with it as well, but hearing the words come out of his mouth was a different experience entirely.

“Marco overheard a secret conversation I had with Bertholdt. In fear of our cover being blown, I thought the best way to silence him was to have a titan kill him. I slammed Marco into a roof while in the air. And while I held him down, I had Annie take off his ODM gear. Marco was stuck there until a titan ate him.”

It was deathly quiet as Reiner finished, no one quite able to believe what they were hearing. You felt sick, you were furious. You couldn’t bring yourself to look back at either of them, knowing what they’d done to Marco.

“Did Marco say anything at the very end?” Jean spoke up, eyes trained at the fire in front of him. His tone was hard, cold, his body language seemed stiff, almost like a wall.

“He asked why I wasn’t willing to talk to him.” You looked towards him then, meeting Reiner’s eyes for the first time in years. There was nothing but pure regret in them, and it made something twist deep within your stomach.

“I think that question still applies. We hardly tried to talk, we all just kept fighting, assuming it had to be to the death,” You said finally. Your gaze fell back onto your stew as if suddenly uninterested, unable to maintain eye contact.

“I stood and watched the titan as it devoured Marco and then a switch flipped and I couldn’t figure out why it was happening. I just snapped. I flew into a rage, hellbent on avenging Marco. I cut down the titan myself.”

Your grip on the bowl tightened, your body stiffening at Reiner’s words. Anger fired up again in your blood, fueling a burning sensation behind your eyes that made you want to scream.

“We get it, Reiner. You feel guilty and it screwed with your head,” you snapped, your fingers digging further into the bowl, your glare focused only on the blonde man across from you.

“Don’t forgive me. I’m truly worthless.”

It was silent for another few seconds, Reiner’s eyes refusing to meet yours, but the tension was thick. You were on the verge of exploding when he spoke again.

“I’m sorry.”

You were moving in an instant, your half empty bowl of stew thrown to the side, your body moving towards Reiner before you could even register it.

“Y/N!” Hange’s yell fell on deaf ears as you lunged forward, tackling Reiner to his back. You barely registered your fists connecting to his face, your mind buzzing, eyes seeing red.

He made no move to fight back, your hits only stopping when Mikasa grabbed your wrist. “Stop!” You looked over your shoulder, sending a harsh glare up at the girl before yanking your arm out of her grasp.

“Listen to me, Reiner,” you spoke, turning back on the man under you in a flash, your hand roughly grabbing his shirt to force him to look at you.

“You lied to me, for years. You made me fall in love with you and then broke my heart in the worst way possible. You killed how many innocent people? How many scouts? People I knew, people I cared about. And now I can add Marco to that list. My best friend! Now, you’re gonna sit there and try to apologize? After everything you put me through?! I’ll act civil until we stop Eren. But after that, if I ever see your face again, I’ll fucking kill you,” you growled, glaring into Reiner’s eyes, a level of anger you’d never felt before flowing through your veins.

His eyes widened slightly, as he processed what you had just said. The rage inside of you was something you didn’t know how to handle. The need to hurt Reiner overwhelmed everything else, even logic. It was like an instinct. One you could hardly deny.

But you released him, standing and stalking off from the group, ignoring the calls of your name as you did. You needed time alone to process all this. To calm down. Time away from Reiner and the constant reminder of all those you had lost because of his actions.

You hadn’t noticed the footsteps following closely behind you, not until you heard the familiar voice cut into the silence.

“You got him pretty good.” Jean’s tone held a bit of amusement, but there was concern hidden beneath his words. You knew Jean well, if you hadn’t blown up on Reiner, it was likely he would’ve. He cared about Marco just as much as you did, you knew he was angry too. He had just gotten better at masking it.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like that.” You turned to meet his gaze, his eyes soft, his expression kind. He was worried about you.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been that angry,” you replied, shrugging lightly. “I know I probably shouldn’t have done that, but I couldn’t stop myself. I’ve wanted to see him again for so long, just to yell at him. But hearing him talk about Marco, I couldn’t hold back.”

Jean nodded thoughtfully, running a hand though his hair. His gaze wandered towards the ground as he thought. Then he looked back at you. “I thought it was hot, honestly, but that’s just me.”

You met his eyes again, a second passing before a small laugh left your lips. You grinned at each other for a moment before breaking out into laughter together.

The laughter soon died down, Jean’s arms moving to pull you into his chest. You sighed into his body, melting into him as you dug my face into his shoulder. Your heart calmed itself, settling against the comforting warmth of Jean.

“Are you alright?” Jean asked softly. You could feel his breath ghost across your head as he spoke. “Yeah, I think I am. Just exhausted, honestly.”

As Jean pulled back to check on me, you smiled weakly, his fingers reaching up to push back some stray hairs around your face. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against yours. Your hands moved automatically to rest on his waist and you felt his hands cup your cheeks gently as he closed the distance between you.

Our kiss was light, yet filled with emotion. You could sense the sincerity of it, in the way Jean held you tightly and pressed himself closer. Our lips were moving rhythmically, your breaths mingling together. His thumbs stroked circles over your cheeks, soothing your nerves. You relaxed further into his touch, sinking deeper into his embrace and basking in the moment.

When you finally pulled apart, your bodies remained close, both unwilling to let go. Your cheek rested gently on his shoulder, holding him tight. He ran a hand lightly up and down your back, his touch reassuring.

“Thank you. For being here, with me.” Your voice was slightly muffled, still pressed against his body.

“Of course. Always.” His arms wrapped tighter around you. I could hear his heartbeat slowly starting to steady, his breathing calming once more.

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stinkysam · 11 months

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Reiner Braun - To see you again

Warning : canon typical violence, end manga spoilers

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : The gang are fighting on Eren back and Reiner tries his best to protect MR while also trying to protect himself.

Reader : male (you/he)

You're in his mind.

The rumbling is happening and you're still in his mind.

He wants to grab you and let you down somewhere safe. But nowhere is safe right now.

The best would be to have you directly by his side on his shoulder. That way he'd know that you're okay all the time.

Each time you reappear in his field of vision he lets out a sigh he didn't know he was holding. So he decided to be selfish, again. To grab you and put you on his shoulder.

It was hard to fight, a lot was going on at the same time but your safety mattered the most.

"Reiner, I can't stay here forever ! I have to fight !"

He knows. He wishes you didn't have to fight. He wishes you've done like Annie and refused to fight, going with her, Gabi and Falco.

So he lets you go, hoping he wouldn't have to regret it.

He lets you go on the right time as the titan of Bertholdt catches him and throws him away, not before biting his head off. Jean pulling him out of his titan right on time and catching him before falling.

"Sorry, I think my maneuvering equipment is broken."

"Mine too. I can't pull us up."

"Jean ! Let go ! I can transform at least once more !"

"Then what ? You get crushed by the rumbling, armor and all ? For a titan with your name you really get mangled a lot !"

"So you think we can still win ?"

"No… but at least… we ought to die trying, right ? The survey corps doesn't know when to give up, that's who we are…"

Then, right when they thought it was over for them, a flying titan arrived, Falco, with Gabi and Annie on his back, saving them. Then you, Mikasa, Levi and Connie jumped on his back as well.

Although he knew it was only for a brief moment, Reiner was glad for the break and glad to see you still with them.

You exchanged with them the status of Armin, trapped, and Pieck, impaled.

After making out a plan, remained to have the determination to go through it.

"We… no longer have the luxury to worry about Eren… No. We never did to begin with." Admitted Levi.

Mikasa was distraught. "But…"

"But ?! But what ?! If Falco hadn't miraculously been able to fly, we would've died back there !" Connie added. "Look Mikasa, I don't want to give up on Eren either ! Plus we're up against the founding titan here ! Do you really think we can afford to go easy on it ?!"

"Mikasa…" intervened Jean, "we have… to kill Eren."

Annie grabbed her "You focus on saving Armin. You don't need to think about anything else."

Then Gabi remembered something and shared it with the rest of the group. When she shot Eren and his head went flying, something came out of his body to connect with his head.

The break was over and they were above the giant titan once again.

"Let's go !" And just like that Reiner and Jean jumped out of Falco's back. Exchanging one last glance with Reiner.

"Jean, Reiner, make it out alive !" You screamed with Mikasa and Connie.

Jean and Reiner thought the same thing : "same to you."

He wishes you could stay on Falco's titan forever, safe above in the sky with Gabi, Annie, Mikasa, Connie and Levi. But you had to jump with Annie, Connie and Mikasa to get Armin back.

Even when he found himself cornered, his head about to get cut off, he still thought of you.

You and your smile and your laugh and your tears.

And when he thought it was finally the end, he was once again saved by the titans of Porco, Marcel and Ymir.

And finally, finally, the rumbling stopped when Levi cut Sieg's head. All that was needed now was to cut Eren's head.

#male reader #m!reader #reiner braun #reiner braun x male reader #aot #attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyojin #reiner braun imagine #aot x male reader #attack on titan x male reader

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vainilla-milk · 2 years

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some funny and strange things that happen when they have sex with you feat. zeke, reiner, porco

tags: afab!reader, fem!reader, modern au

tw: suggestive content and weird sex... i guess🤔

Zeke Jeager

Sometimes you two have to stop because the wonder boy gets lumbago, you get a laugh and tease him that he's getting old.

You make him some tea and a hot water bottle that you place on his lower back.

Zeke complains that it still hurts, but he also loves it when you take care of him.

Reiner Braun

Let's just say that sometimes this big boy has no control over himself to cum, one time you were sucking him off and you pulled his cock out of your mouth to take a breath, but Reiner couldn't hold it in any longer and cum on your face.

You got drops of cum in one eye and you started to feel hell itself in your eyeball.

Reiner was so scared because you were suffering uncontrollably from the burning in your eye. He ended up taking you to the hospital where they relieved the pain and warned you both about the acidity of semen.

Regardless, the doctor congratulated Reiner because the PH of his semen indicated that he was a healthy guy. He was happy about that, while you were just exhausted with the pain in your eye.

Porco Galliard

Once he was done with you, he withdrew his cock from your body and realized that the condom had stayed inside you…. A little deep.

You were tired, a little sore and worried. Porco spent a few minutes trying to pull the condom out with his fat fingers.

Still, you both remember it with grace.

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sugarreiner · 2 years

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Night cuddles || Reiner Braun x Reader Headcanons

It is actually hard to say who prefers cuddles between you and Reiner, you’re addicted

You both like to go to bed early just so you can spend hours and hours cuddling into each other’s arms

Getting lost into each other’s eyes while Reiner caresses your back and you caress his cheek

« You’re so beautiful Y/n … »

« I love you so much… so so much… »

Reiner is usually the big spoon but he also loves when you’re the one holding him

Reiner’s arms are so big, being between them makes you feel safe, it also relaxes him to have you in his embrace

Reiner loves how your whole body shivers at the warm feeling of his breathe on your neck

You like spooning but you also adore lying on his chest while he plays with your hair

You both love rain and cuddling when it’s raining outside is the most perfect way to end a day

If you’re afraid of thunder, Reiner holds you more tightly

He loves you so much and he’s so afraid that you want to leave him, that it’s always hard for him to pull away

« I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere Reiner.. »

He adores when you snuggle against him as you nuzzle your face in the crook of his neck, it makes him melt, he finds you so adorable

You also kiss a lot, endless kisses that you both adore

If for some reasons you can’t be here, Reiner will hold your pillow and inhale the scent you left, imagining that it’s you he’s holding

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b3-with-you · 2 years

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as beautiful as ever

Pairing: Reiner Braun x fem!reader

Summary: With Hange’s plan to team up with a group of Marleyans, y/n is forced to meet up with an old friend- Reiner Braun- who for some reason, just won’t stop staring at her.

Warnings: season 4 spoilers; angst; mentions of death, depression(?); part 1/?

Word Count: 1k+

masterlist.

pt. 2

This is a bad idea.

Over and over again, that one thought raced through y/n’s mind- a nonstop current of anxiety and nerves. y/n tightened her grip on her sword, her body tensing with each step. She could hear her heart pounding in her ears, her jaw clenching and unclenching.

“You don’t have to go.”

y/n turned her head towards the voice and was met with Mikasa’s soft eyes. She would always be eternally grateful for the woman next to her. The two had been taking care of each other since they were cadets, and as usual, Mikasa knew exactly what was on y/n’s mind.

“Yeah, I do,” y/n grimaced, her lips slightly turning to give Mikasa a sad smile.

Pulling away from her gaze, y/n looked ahead to the others in front of her. They were trailing behind Armin and Annie, who very obviously had some sort of tension going on between them. Connie was slightly ahead of the group, keeping an eye on Gabi and Falco. They were on their way to find Reiner Braun, the man who completely shattered y/n’s heart.

It was stupid. The way she cared about him. It’s not like they ever dated or kissed or even told each other how they felt. In fact, nothing ever even happened between the two. They were comrades, two soldiers on a battlefield. Friends who so desperately wanted to become more. But they never did. Never even had a chance to. So how, y/n thought, how in the world could you lose someone that was never really yours? And why the hell did it hurt so much?

“This one!” Gabi ran inside one of the abandoned houses, Falco following behind her.

Approaching the building, y/n and Mikasa were the last to go through the door, with y/n silently preparing herself for the sight of the man she once called her best friend. As they stepped inside, Reiner’s sleeping body came into view, immediately stopping y/n in her tracks as her fists curled at her sides. Staring wide eyed at the blonde man, she could feel the tears pricking her eyes and her breathing getting shallower. Noticing y/n’s reaction, Mikasa softly bumped her shoulder to walk past her, subtly breaking y/n out of her trance. Snapping back into reality, y/n blinked away her tears. She was not going to let him control her like that. He didn’t deserve that power and he sure as hell wasn’t worth the tears.

Crossing her arms, she watched as Annie kicked him in the face, stirring him awake. Startled, he looked around, gasping in surprise at the sight of his old friend. Becoming aware of his surroundings, his gaze immediately traveled to the rest of the scouts until it eventually landed on y/n. His eyes widened in shock, a look of pure disbelief on his face. y/n.

She was as beautiful as ever. The wisp of her hair, the e/c of her eyes. He had almost forgotten what she looked like, the memories of her slowly fading from his mind. He hasn’t been able to see her face clearly since...since he attacked her in Shiganshina.

She looked different than he remembered. Her hair was shorter and her eyes were darker, as if someone had snuffed the light out. As if he had snuffed the light out. Reiner’s heart sunk at the thought. Of course it was his fault, he had caused her- them- so much pain, so much death. He was surprised he hadn’t been attacked yet.

The more Reiner stared, the angrier y/n got. Stop. Stop looking at me like that. She wanted to scream at him, stab him, rip his face off. She wanted to make him feel what she felt. Four years. Four years of healing and forgetting all tossed down the drain at the sight of his face, his hair, his body, his eyes. Those stupid, beautiful hazel brown eyes.

She hated him. She hated him for making her feel this way. The push and pull of hatred and love. Her head and her heart. She hated him because even after all the pain and killing and betrayal, there was still a sliver in her that cared.

“We don’t have time, let’s go,” Connie urged, causing Reiner to break eye contact.

“To where?”

“To save the world.”

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The ride to the woods was quiet for the most part. Gabi and Falco had tried updating Reiner on everything that he missed, the older man occasionally nodding and giving them murmurs of agreement. However, despite their efforts, he was more focused on the girl across from him, his gaze lingering on y/n the whole time.

She had tried not to notice him, keeping her eyes on the ground or the sky or just anywhere that wasn’t Reiner. She didn’t really care at first, but as time went on, the more annoyed she got with his burning gaze.

“Will you stop staring?” y/n asked, finally turning to face Reiner. “You’ve been doing it since the house, it’s getting annoying. If you want to stare at someone, stare at Connie.”

Connie looked up at the mention of his name, his face scrunching up in confusion. Under y/n’s gaze, Reiner finally turned away from her and focused his eyes on the wooden floor of the cart.

If the mood hadn’t been so tense, Reiner would’ve smiled. After everything, she was still the same old y/n- snarky and humorous and not afraid to speak up. It comforted him in a way. The fact that even after the suffering and misery, she hadn’t lost the parts that made her her. She wasn’t like him. She knew exactly who she was and for some God awful reason, it just made him love admire her more.

After that, Reiner didn’t even dare glance at her. He knew he passed his limit, examining every inch of her face. The shapes, the changes, everything that he thought he forgot. The angles of her jawline; the marks on her skin; the shadows of her face. He wanted to ingrain it in his head, replacing the once youthful and innocent face he knew with something much stronger. Much colder.

He wanted to remember her. Up until his last breath, he wanted to remember her. Every intricately sculpted detail, every perfectly alluring flaw. He didn’t want to lose her. Not again.

But he also knew how much he had hurt her, how much pain he had caused. So for now, this was enough. A picture painted in his mind of a girl in a wagon, her face stern and bitter. A face full of experience and knowledge and suffering.

Yet still as beautiful as ever.

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WAYS TO SAY I LOVE YOU #6 ★ masterlist.

pairing: reiner x reader

genre: werewolf au | warnings: abo themes, forbidden romance, sexual references | wc: 2.2k

⏤ imagine the first time they say i love you. imagine it repeated, quietly, with desperate eyes and a defeated voice.

Reiner considered himself just and fair, thinking with his brain and his heart in every situation. Due to this, he’s branded as one of the nicer higher ups amongst the eight great packs of Marley, the wolf who people wanted to talk to when they were in trouble, who they could talk to when there was nobody else. As heir presumptive, it was mandatory for Reiner to make his mark, and show himself as strong and thoughtful and selfless, able to carry the pack should his older brother prove unworthy. To be honest, that would be the only thing he could think of that could change his life; if by chance, his pack brother should be shunned away, or killed or exiled, that would change things for Reiner indeed.

Of course, that’s what he used to think. Those were trivial matters that actually mattered, way before Reiner’s father passed away and Zeke took the role as lead alpha, enforcing new laws and reforms that set everybody on edge. Reiner originally wasn’t bothered by these changes, until a strict and firm law on rogues was enforced, making it difficult for Reiner to differentiate between his head and his heart when he stumbles upon one outside of the camp.

Every year, the eight great packs of Marley merge together on sacred grounds, setting up camp in The Brush, otherwise known as the mainland for the packs, who merge on treaty purposes. That’s how his parents met; at a merging in the eighties, over the campfire and with tribal music and paints, their wolves compatible by the moon and the fireflies lighting up a pathway back to his father’s cabin. It’s also how his brother met his mate- it was at the Gathering, over supper, over the bear that a Paradis pack member had slaughtered near the creek, the pups escaped with the mother but the father was hereby declared as food. It should have been how Reiner met his mate.

It wasn’t.

In the outskirts of the forests, surrounded by pine and ferns and chunky blood, Reiner found you littered with wounds and burns, the pine jagged in your furs. Something had happened in transition; a complication, with your wolf injured to the point where you couldn’t return. By happy miracle, he had gotten the medic from his pack out to you in secret, and overwatched the treatment to your wounds; his wolf, however, raged. The sour smell of clementines and an oriental scent of wood filled his nose and the wolf inside of him clawed to be free- on the small bench, with pants, was his mate. His mate- a solid black wolf with a missing ear and bloodshot eyes- a rogue.

Somehow, he had managed to keep this secret. To his friends, you were a wolf from his pack who had gotten in an accident attacking a bear that got the best of you. To his mother, you were a wolf from the Hizuru pack, with Reiner’s close friend Berthold as an ally to his lie. And, to his pack brother, the alpha of his pack, you were his mate.

It had taken Reiner some time to get it right; you were quiet and standoffish, only transforming into human form when he had turned around, and one day he caught sight as he turned back of gashes marking your skin, one white ghastly scar across your face, a branded tattoo on your collarbone. A rogue, descendant of the Akzlar Clan exiled to the North.

What little you said, you made up for with your wolf. There was a security in being exposed in wolf form that you enjoyed, and that Reiner embraced with his own. To outsiders, you were flashes of ghost white and ebony black, running through the pines to the stream and back to the lavender meadows. Reiner couldn’t get enough of the tightening pressure in his chest as he bounded after you, cautious of how close you got to the cliff sides, how long you stayed underwater to bring him a fish. He enjoyed these fleeting moments of courtship, taking what he could get; and when his wolf tired and he transformed back, he welcomed your wolf’s soft furs to lay over him protectively until he regained the energy to transform back.

Wolves can mate more than once, Reiner knows this. But he never wants to. In mornings, he does his duties around the campground, and on the evenings, he howls his thoughts to the moon and returns to the retreating spot in the meadow, searching for the cluster of black fur he had grown to care for.

There, under the moonlight and surrounded by a circle of dusty white flowers, Reiner’s wolf could curl next to yours, his snout in your ears or neck or between your legs, testing the waters. His ears would prick as he heard your quiet whimpers, perhaps the only noise besides groans of pain and snarls when he misinterpreted a look as inviting that he had heard from you. One morning, after the sun shone into his eyes as he wakes, in human form, on the bed of flattened flowers, Reiner turns and is startled by the sight of your human laying beside him, black hair spread over his arm as you look up at the clouds and then back at him.

When he rustles, you look over at him gently and notice his staring. Reiner is careful to collect you, wrapping an arm around your waist and slightly dragging you to him, his eyes in wonder as you smile through your eyes and say: “Y/N. My name is Y/N.”

Reiner gapes slightly, smiling. “Reiner Braun.”

Your eyes search his face for an invitation, and Reiner actually feels his chest tightening and his eyes watering when you push up next to him with your hands on his face, “my love” on your lips. What happens next is what Reiner considers to be progress; his wolf and yours are intertwined with the flowers, mounted and brought together under the moon; your human becomes more open, allowing Reiner’s hand in your own as you sit by the stream, and eventually inside the camp.

People stare- you’re unfamiliar, they’ve not seen you before, but if Reiner says so, then it must be true. Nobody bats an eyelid when Reiner brings you to campfires, or takes you to his cabin and dresses you in his clothes, his scent on your skin and marks on your neck once he invites you to his bedroom. Reiner’s wolf loves you through his skin under the knitted blankets, your fingernails like claws on his shoulder-blades as he fucks you, kisses you, worships you. It’s bliss, for a bit.

On the day that Reiner prepares to make you his- on the day that Reiner is ready to have you by blood and oath, Zeke says something at breakfast.

There was an attack in a village that happened a few weeks ago, word only just got to them from a messenger wolf. A rogue did it, big black one with a missing ear.

Reiner’s stomach drops.

From across the tribal tent, Berthold gives Reiner a wide-eyed foul look; if he’s found out having protected the same wolf who slaughtered an entire village, he’ll be exiled. Reiner would be too, maybe worse done to him, if Zeke found out it was the rogue that Reiner was trying to mate and court.

He left quickly, advancing with haste towards his cabin where to his alarm, there was nothing; you had vacated, leaving his robes in a messy folded pile on the bed, with his family pendant on the kitchen counter. Following your scent across the forest, Reiner, to no surprise, found you in the meadow, standing looking up at the sky.

“Tell me it wasn’t you,” was the first thing Reiner said. “Y/N, look at me and tell me you didn’t slaughter that village.”

Slowly, you turned to him. “I can’t tell you what you want to hear. I’m sorry.”

Reiner wants to scream. “What, why? Why? Why would you do that? How could you do that?!” You don’t flinch as he raises his voice, your inner wolf standing tall. You won’t cower to anybody, not anymore: “There were children in that village. Innocent people who you murdered!”

“They got what they deserved,” you explain, in a calm voice.

“How can you say that?” gasps Reiner, taking two steps backwards.

“Was it okay for them to murder my family? It was them, and your family founders who slaughtered my entire pack- when we were pushed up to the North, dozens of us died in the winters. Innocent children went hungry and freezing and women died, carrying pups that could have repopulated our entire pack. Alphas went crazy, attacking each other, running from those who came after them- running from wolves like your pack. For me, it was either be killed with the rest of them, or run, and live. And so I ran- I ran away, forced myself to become rogue. I had to watch my entire family line be destroyed, so tell me again how anybody could do or say something like that?”

This time, Reiner takes several steps forward. He shakes his head, momentarily speechless. “Y/N, I had no idea-”

“No, you didn’t,” you say. “Even if you did, you would still protect them. You’re a good man, a good alpha. Which is why I have to go.”

“Go?” Reiner repeats, confused. “No, you can’t leave? I just got you, you can’t leave now.”

You pluck a tall flower from its roots. “I have to. I’m gonna die here if I stay.”

Reiner shakes his head. “No. I’ll protect you. I’ll- Look.” Frantically, he takes your hands into his and forces your eyes up to his own; they’re pleading, guilty, his wolf whimpering inside. “Please. Don’t go. I want to be with you- I’ll do anything for it. We’ll figure it out, and by law, you can stay.”

“It’s not worth it,” you reply quietly. “I’m not worth it.”

“You are,” he says firmly. “You are to me.”

For a moment, Reiner thinks you’re considering it. A flash of regret passes your eyes and Reiner gently holds your face in his hands, the snow from the January sky fluttering down and clinging to your hair and your lashes. If only he had brought the fur robes back with him…He stops thinking when you carefully remove his hands from your face, attempting a smile that he barely sees.

“I can’t,” you tell him, shaking your head. “I can’t be who you want me to be, who anybody wants me to be. This is who I am- a rogue, a killer.”

“No, you’re not. I’ve seen it, you’re better than that.”

“What did you see?” you ask lightly. “Saw me pick flowers? Look at you in a different way? It’s better for everyone if I just go.”

“And where will you go?” Reiner questions, his tone confrontational. Inside, your wolf bristles; he’s getting awfully brave. “Back to villages to murder people?”

“Home,” you answer.

This is it; Reiner picks up on all the little details, as you shrink back and turn away, moving across the thin layer of snow towards the direction of the stream, towards the great North, where he suspects home is for you. For you, this is destiny, but for Reiner, it’s now or never. He bursts forward with desperate energy, grabbing your arm and pulling you towards him. His skin and body is on fire, his mind reeling as he brings you to him with a kiss, one that breathes pleas into your mouth, quiet and muffled words escaping between each pucker.

“Please, don’t do this,” Reiner begs, “please. Please, please, please, don’t leave me.”

“I have to.”

“Please stay,” comes his quiet and defeated voice. All he can do is beg, force his wolf into submission before you. “Please, baby.. I just got you.” Reiner opens his eyes, looking at you desperately: “I love you. Please. Please don’t do this.”

He makes it so much harder for you. Feeling the chances of you staying rising, you smile at him and press a small, fleeting kiss to his hand. “I’m sorry.” He sinks.

As you move away towards the edge of the meadow, you take one look back at him, feeling your own wolf churn with grief as Reiner stands and cries, the ties and bonds made by stolen moonlight kisses strained and stretched painfully and you snatch your gaze away, leaping into a scream that echoes into a howl, your wolf on four paws in the snow. Riding past the stream and in the snow, you never look back to Reiner, never feeding the urge to go back to him.

You always were better off alone, anyway.

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Seeing You Again || Reiner Braun Ft Eren Jaeger

Synopsis - You learn of Eren's real plans in Marley and go for a walk to cool off. Before heading back in an attempt to stop Eren, you run into an old flame.

Warnings - Slightly NSFW. Mentions Of Sex. A Little Angsty? Swearing.

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Joining Eren on his 'mission' to Marley wasn't something you wanted to do, after all you wanted your life as a solider to be older. You wanted to live peacefully with you toddler in a safe environment where your life wasn't on the line - but somebody had to keep Eren safe. You had left your four-year old daughter at your family home and had told your parents you had some business to attend to out of town and that you would be back as soon as possible. At first Eren wasn't too fond of you tagging along but you gave him an ultimatum: either you went with him, or you told the scouts his 'plans'. After that, Eren decided you coming along wasn't the worst thing in the world.

Over the coming months you and Eren became close, very close, to the point that he currently lay on top of you; cock buried in your cunt as he mumbled words of praise into your ear. It wasn't long after that did he spill himself inside of you, moaning your name like it was a form of praise to the Gods. When he rolled off of you he was panting like a dog deprived of water but still managed to smile at you breathlessly as he lay looking up at the ceiling. Eventually, he spoke and his first words to you were "how was the doctors this morning?" You visibly tensed at his words and Eren raised an eyebrow at you, waiting for you to speak.

"Eren, I..." you started, sighing. "I'm five months pregnant." As soon as the words left your lips, tears began to form in your eyes.

Eren stared at you, blinking rapidly before grinning widely. "That's not surprising."

"Yeah," you chuckled, wiping the tears away. You had been so worried as to what Eren would say, but to see he was overjoyed forced you to relax slightly.

"Don't cry," he whispered, pulling your naked form close to him and pressing a kiss on the top of your head. "Everything will be okay, I promise you."

A few days had passed since you and Eren had learned of your pregnancy and you were unable to do anything without him breathing down your neck. "Eren, I'm fine," you huffed to him as you picked up his socks off the floor whilst rolling your eyes. Your bump had properly popped in the few days since you had found out about your pregnancy and you couldn't believe you had thought you were just bloated before.

"I was going to pick that up after my shower," he grumbled, helping you stand up straight.

You were about to answer him with a joke but were interrupted when a few knocks came at your door. "Mr Krueger!" A voice called from behind the door. You looked at the wooden door confusion evident on your face. Was that a child?

Eren looked at you quickly before looking at the door in horror. "Who's that?" You asked.

"A boy," Eren answered, regaining his composure. Before you could ask anymore questions Eren walked over to the door and opened it revealing a blonde haired child. "Falco."

"Hi Mr Krueger!" The boy chimed, a huge smile on his face. "I sent those letters you asked me to send!"

"Thank you Falco," Eren said, his expression now deadpan as he looked upon the child, Falco. "Do you remember where to meet me with Vice Chief Braun later?"

Your eyes widened at the mention of Reiner's name and title but you watched the exchange happen between your boyfriend and Falco. He nodded with an innocent smile. "Yes - Oh!" Falco noticed you. "Hi Ma'am. I'm sorry I didn't see you there, I hope I haven't interrupted anything."

You were about to answer the boy but Eren interrupted before you even had the chance to open your mouth. "That will be all Falco. I'll see you later" he said simply, closing the door on the boy. Eren turned in your direction but did everything he could to avoid your burning gaze as you rubbed your stomach.

"What was that about Eren? What letters?" You asked walking over to him. "Why are you meeting Reiner?"

"I think it's about time we had a little chat, don't you?" Eren asked rhetorically.

"No!" You yelled, eyes filling with tears. "We're here for a recon mission Eren, it'll give us away!"

"Y/N," Eren sighed. "I've been lying to you."

You looked at Eren, betrayal already evident in your face even before he had told you just exactly how he had lied to you. "Excuse me?" You asked.

"I'm here to let people know who we are Y/N," Eren explained. "I'm here to take the Warhammer Titan and declare war on Marley."

"Eren! No!" You exclaimed shaking your head. You took a few steps back from your boyfriend out of confusion.

"Y/N-"

"I'm going for a walk," you snapped, pushing passed Eren and slamming the door behind you before he even had a chance to stop you.

The weather outside was nice. The sun was beating down and the breeze was warm against your skin. You looked up at the sky and sighed. What on earth was Eren thinking! You weren't sure exactly how long you had been walking but you had made it to the pier just before sundown. Taking a walk had cleared your head slightly, but you couldn't let Eren go through with this... Whatever 'this' was.

You were stood still watching the ocean, deep in thought, when you felt a hand grab your arm. "Eren," you mumbled slightly, turning around. You didn't even look up at the person. You had just assumed it was Eren and nestled your head into their chest. Arms wrapped around your waist and you relaxed, that was until a strained sob forced you to look up. Your eyes widened with horror.

"It is you," Reiner sniffled up, gazing deeply into your eyes. "What are you doing here Y/N?"

"Reiner..." You whispered, stepping clumsily out of his arms and looking him up and down slowly. You had been so focused on Eren ruining the 'mission' you hadn't even thought about what would happen if someone had recognised you on your walk.

"I've missed you," he whispered as he wiped away the tears falling freely from his eyes. "So fucking much." As he took a step towards you took two steps back. "Y/N."

"N-No," you stuttered. "What are you doing here?"

Reiner looked defeated. "I thought I saw you, so I followed you. I wasn't sure if I was going out of my mind but, it really is you."

"It is me," you sighed, letting the man approach you. He was so close. Your heart was beating rapidly threatening to jump out of your ribcage at any second.

"Eren's here too, isn't he?" Reiner asked sadly, almost knowingly. You couldn't help but nod, your own eyes now welling up with tears. This was not how it was suppose to go. Reiner cupped your cheek with one hand and rubbed his thumb across your soft skin. "How's my princess?" He choked up, referring to your daughter.

You nodded quickly, "she's good." It was no secret to anybody that your daughter was Reiner's child, and leaving both you and her before she was even born was the hardest thing he had ever had to do in his life.

"I wish I could meet her," Reiner said quietly as he stared into your eyes.

"I wish you could meet her too," you whispered back, sniffling. "Why did you have to leave?" You asked rhetorically.

Reiner wiped the tears away from your eyes as he gazed into them lovingly. "I didn't belong there," he muttered. "I wish you came with me."

You thought back to the day Reiner had left. With tears in his eyes and a dry throat he had begged you to come with him, pleaded with you when you had said no. "I couldn't Reiner."

He sighed, loudly, shaking his head. You could have been a family back here in Marley. He would have protected you for the rest of his life had you let him. Reiner cleared his throat before changing the topic, "what is Eren doing here?"

"I was told it was just a recon mission up until this morning," you shrugged lightly. "Your guess is as good as mine."

"I'm meeting him later aren't I?" Reiner asked, already knowing the answer. His hand still cupped your cheeks, rubbing lightly on your skin. It was a comforting touch, one he had always done when you were together to calm you down.

"Yes," you said lowly before taking a step back from Reiner, letting his hand fall to his side. "I need to stop him Reiner. He's going to ruin everything."

"Then let him," Reiner scoffed, rolling his teary eyes.

"I can't be a single mother again Reiner," you snapped, pushing passed him.

Before you could walk even a few steps away, Reiner had grabbed your arm and spun you around, looking down at your stomach before looking into your eyes. "You're pregnant?" He asked.

"Yes. Five months."

Reiner felt his heart break. Knowing you had moved on from him was the toughest pill to swallow. He had waited for you. Thought about you constantly since getting back to Marley four years ago. Reiner dreamt of the day he would see you again. Thought about all of the things he would say and do just for you but, how could he do any of those things when you were pregnant with another mans baby? He couldn't, even though he wanted too. He swallowed roughly, ignoring the blurriness of his vision. "Congratulations. I'm sure Eren will be a better father than I ever could be."

You looked down at the gravel on the floor, kicking some up in frustration. "Reiner, I need to go."

"Okay okay," he whimpered. "But before you go..." He trailed off, cupping your cheeks again and bringing your face close to his. He pressed his lips to yours softly, allowing himself this feeling he had been missing. At first, you didn't kiss back. You wanted to push him away and walk off to stop your current boyfriend from making the biggest mistake of his life. But Reiner had a hold on you that you couldn't quite grasp the understanding of. You melted against his lips as his tongue darted across your lower lip, begging for entrance to your mouth. Eventually you gave in, opening your mouth and allowing his tongue to press flat against your own. Clumsily, Reiner had dropped his hands to your waist pulling you flush against him. He was crying fully now, his salty tears slipping through your lips making your heart clench. "I love you so much," he cried.

You pulled away from Reiner's lips and sighed, "I need to go. I have to stop Eren." He nodded, dropping his hands from your waist and taking a step back as if giving you permission to leave. You smiled softly. "Thank you, Reiner."

"I hope to see you again someday Y/N," Reiner whispered as he watched you walk away, fading into the sunset. Little did either of you realise, you'd be seeing each other a lot sooner and working alongside the other to stop Eren and the Rumbling.

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reiner seemed to have an appetite for his own destruction. he had this insatiable need to consume you. he needed so desperately for every part of you to overtake every part of him. he’s made a home for himself in the nape of your neck and thinks he’d be perfectly content to die like this, mind clouded with your warmth, your scent, your touch.

you could plunge your fist into the depths of his chest; tear skin and crush bone to get to his beating heart and, god, he would let you. you’re like a piece of prized candy- he wants to savour you for as long as he can, wants to devour you over and over until you leave cuts on his gums and stain his tastebuds. he breathes you in and releases a shuddering breath that ignites goosebumps on your skin and causes you to stir from the cusp of sleep.

“you okay, love?”

your saccharine voice flooded the caverns of his mind. you filled him up until he could only think about you and the way your body felt against him. there was nothing particularly sensual about the way you were touching him, in fact he found comfort in the way your bare chest was pressed against his. the way you caressed the tuffs of hair behind his ear. he could get lost in the way your limbs tangled together, searching for every possible point of contact just to be closer and closer and closer to each other. he hummed in response, letting his lips ghost across your forehead, your eyelids, your cheekbones.

“perfect.” he muttered, meaning it in more ways than one. <3

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After All

Reiner Braun x reader

Requested by @lilshades “Helloo!!Hello!!! So I've got a Reiner request. What if Reiner and the Reader are exes and meet up again at the wedding of Jean and Mikasa (or any of your fav couple) Reader being the Maid of Honor and Reiner being the Best Man....BUT neither one of them know about the other presence UNTIL it's time to go to the altar and start their friends wedding???? 😀 The rest I leave to your awesome and brilliant mind....”

Warning- FLUFF, mention of alcohol use and Armin x Annie in case some of y’all don’t like that.

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Couldn’t say the dress you’re wearing is the most comfortable thing, but it’s Annie’s wedding, and you are her maid of honor, so you had to suck it up and wear it for just today.

All day….

“Why are you taking longer than I am?” Annie asks behind the door.

You open the door and let it open slowly to reveal you in the long tight light pink dress, and light makeup on your face.

Annie immediately smiles upon looking at you with a frown on your face—“you look nice,” she compliments you genuinely, “what’s the big deal?”

You walk over to the mirror at the end of the room to look at yourself in the dress. Annie follows behind you and stays behind you to watch you until you turn to face her to answer her a bit uneasy to your appearance. “I’m just not used to wearing dresses, that's all.”

You don't further the conversation about yourself and instead you study her in her white dress again, and can’t help but smile widely. “You look amazing.”

Annie hides her bright red blush by turning her head since she couldn’t hide her reaction behind her hair today, but she can’t help but smile too. “You’ve said that already.”

You huff in a lighthearted manner and walk to grab her bouquet of flowers. “Yeah well it’s true. How are you feeling?”

“Nervous,” she admits and takes the bouquet from you. “Very nervous. I’ve never felt this nervous in my life.”

“It's normal,” you reassure her softly. “I bet Armin might be more nervous than you though. He doesn’t do well in situations like these, but for his sake he better toughen up.”

Annie exhales deeply and begins to follow behind you as you walk out the room to finally head to the chapel across the street.

“Wait,” Annie blurts before she could turn the hall to enter the main room. “I need another minute.”

You stop and turn to wait for her, seeing that she took a moment to sit down to do a few breathing exercises to calm herself down. You sit beside her and take her hand, smiling very faintly as you both look out at the chapel across the street, seeing that the doors were open, and only Mikasa waited outside for the sign to give the choir that Annie was coming to start the music.

“This is the moment…” you pause and sigh. “Your life is going to change forever. In the best way possible.”

“Maybe,” she adds out of nerves.

You scoff and giggle at her comment withlist you look over at her to counter her comment. “No, it is going to be good. You have a positive attitude about it. Besides Armin’s a good man, you’ll make each other happy.”

Annie drops her head and smiles at her bouquet of flowers in her hands. “Thanks,” she whispers before lifting her head and sharing a sweet lingering gaze. “Thank you for being here with me too.”

“Anytime,” you grin and stand up. “Now let’s go get you married.”

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There was no need to feel so nervous because you weren’t the one getting married, but knowing that people were going to watch you while you walked down the aisle to reach your spot behind Annie, made you feel like you could throw up and then run away to wait for it all to be over.

You wish you could honestly, but you were holding strong for her.

“Ready everyone?” Mikasa asks you and the other girls standing behind you.

You meet her gaze and then glance back at Annie standing behind the line to then answer Mikasa. “Only if Annie is.”

There was a second of silence before a whisper. “I’m ready.”

Mikasa smiles slightly before opening the two large wooden doors, letting the music that played and the choir that sang sound louder now that the wooden barrier wasn’t there to block the noise. You’re told to wait a moment before you can begin walking down, but it was a mistake since now that the door opened, people stood up to see Annie, meaning they were watching you now too; you could feel your stomach turning and the spit rising to your throat.

“Go,” Mikasa whispers.

You draw in a small breath and proceed to exhale slowly before you put one foot forward to slowly make your way down first.

It was going okay, all things considered, you were avoiding looking at the few guests they had, instead you looked down at Armin who seemed to be sweating like crazy but trying to cover that up by wiping it off his face with a cloth. You looked at the pink bouquet of flowers that were hanging on the side of the benches, and the white carpet rolled down the aisle for the special event. You peeked at the well dressed man that was going to marry them, and thr further you got down the more you saw of the guests, and then saw Reiner behind Armin.

He had been hidden behind the heads and bodies of the guests who stood up to watch Annie, but now that you were making your way to your own spot, you caught sight of him and he instantly saw you.

You didn’t even know he was going to be here. Yeah Reiner and Annie were comrades, but Annie tolerated so much of him, and he thinks he’s caused too much pain to everyone in Paradis, so you didn’t think he’d be here. You especially didn’t think he’d be so close behind Armin, Reiner seemed to be his best man….

Which wasn’t surprising considering how Armin is, he probably didn’t want to choose between Connie or Jean so he went with the safer option so neither man could get offended. It’s understandable.

Nevertheless, Reiner was there, in a black suit that was well fitted on his body, but not around his biceps; the material fit him too tight, you could see how he flexed his muscle upon seeing you. But it wasn’t a bad look, he didn’t look bad in a suit at all actually, he looked very handsome, very elegant. Then again not a day has gone by where you didn’t think he looked nice and handsome.

It’s been five years since you’ve seen him. It’s been five years since you broke up because you didn’t desire to be in Marley anymore, and couldn’t handle all those political meetings you all needed to attend to discuss peace after the war ended. He came to Paradis when your friends returned home, but you didn’t see him, the moment you were close he had left for the boat just five minutes before.

It’s been so long, yet, not a year has gone by where you stopped loving him. You missed him, your heart ached for him every single day.

You wonder did he feel the same?

Yes, you saw how baffled he looked when you locked eyes, but that could mean anything really.

Maybe he never wanted to speak to you, or he just felt nothing but platonic feelings for you now after five years. Maybe he has a partner at home.

Annie, nor Pieck have mentioned anything about him having a partner, but then again why would they? They knew your feelings for him never died, so they probably were saving you from the pain.

Then again Annie would’ve said something after reading it on a letter from someone from her home town after these two years that have passed. She wouldn't keep that to herself, she’s too straightword, and you are her dearest friend, so she wouldn't keep such news a secret.

So maybe he didn’t have anyone. But still, did he still feel the same love for you like how you felt for him? You need to know because as you saw him on that altar, in that suit, with those sweet golden eyes of his, and that soft look he carried, it felt like you could melt. whatever nerves you felt for being seen and judged, disappeared since his presence alone still brought you comfort. Now all the nerves you felt were butterflies in your stomach and the rapid beating of your heart that beat solely for him.

Now your eagerness to leave this chapel was to talk to him and figure everything out in hopes there was a sign that he felt a spark of something. You hoped with your whole heart that he still felt something.

And that’s all you could think about throughout the entire ceremony, Reiner and your hope. Everytime you met each other’s gaze, or stole glances at each other when neither was looking throughout the ceremony, your hope intensified.

That fear also let fear begin to sneak itself in your heart too though. Fear that he woudlnt feel a thing and you’d just be heart broken.

Maybe it was your fault for getting your hopes and being delusional, but you couldn’t help it. You loved Reiner. Now you know that more than ever.

Hopefully it’s not too late.

——

“A refill please,” you tell the bartender as you push your cup towards him.

He reaches before he speaks. “Of course.” He turns away and does as he’s told, letting you wait at the bar.

“I remember a time where you couldn’t even smell alcohol.” You hear Reiner say behind you, making your body stiffen where you stood so he had to stop beside you so you could see him. “Now, it seems you’re—”

“You can’t judge me,” you cut him with a faint smirk as you turn your head to meet his gaze. “We’ve been through a lot. If alcohol is an acquaintance of mine, you can’t judge me.”

Reiner chuckles and watches you receive your drink whilst he responds. “Well as long as you can’t live without one another then it’s okay.”

You take a sip of your drink and hum when you put it down.

Reiner sighs and turns on his side to lean his body on the bar before he continues to change the subject in a different tone of voice. “You look very beautiful.”

Your eyes shift to him and you feel your entire face burn and your heart skip a beat as the butterflies in your stomach intensified, mixing the alcohol in your system. “Uh,” you try to respond as if unaffected. “Thank you.” You turn your body to face him with a faint smile. “I remember a time when you couldn’t even compliment me without turning bright red. Times have changed.” You lift your drink in your hand as if making a toast with him. “Cheers to that.”

Reiner looks down for a split second to smile wider and then returns his gaze to you to go along with you. “Cheers to the good change.”

Your smile widens and your eyes drift to your drink. You would’ve brought up the subject about the feelings that hadn’t changed, but you were too afraid to bring it up and risk being rejected because at least right now you’re friends. Who knows, maybe telling him that you still loved him would just change things in a bad way.

However….

“About change,” he cautiously brings up as he keep his eyes on you. “One thing that hasn’t changed is…” he pauses and exhales deeply before continuing. “My feelings for you.”

Once again your body stiffens, this time it feels as if your heart is frozen in place too. And the feelings in your stomach also seem to mix a lot more.

“Uh,” you mutter and set your drink down. “Really?”

Reiner scoffs lightheartedly and pushes himself to stand straight up to motion out to where you could speak in peace without any background noise from the party.

You leave your drink behind and follow him out, taking a peek at Annie who caught you in that instant but didn’t try to question a thing.

“I know it’s been five years since we last talked but,” he pauses again and makes sure to stop under a large tree that was a bit far from the party so his voice could be heard clearly by you, so you wouldn’t miss a thing he could confess. “I want to tell you that nothing has changed.” He sees that you had stopped a bit far from him and slowly steps towards you with a very sweet assuring look on his face. “You may have moved on but if there’s a possibility of you still feeling at least a fraction of what you felt then I will fight for you. For us, because I haven’t stopped loving you for a single minute, hour, day or year that has gone by.” He smiles softly and when he’s close enough he grabs your cheeks.

His hands were a bit cold and rough, but none of that mattered, all you cared about were his words. That confession you were afraid you’d only hear in your dreams.

“So tell me, y/n,” Reiner continued in a soft whisper since he didn’t need to project his voice loud since he stood so close to you. “Do you feel the same? Do you want to try and be happy together? It doesn’t have to be forever if you don’t want to, but if we can try for as long as you want.”

His words leave you completely speechless, so all you manage is tears, a huff of air and a nod with a grin on your face.

Reiner beams at you and leans forward to take you in for a soft and passionate kiss. You melt in his arms and can’t help but wrap your arms around his neck to push him as close as you possibly can.

He doesn’t complain and just smiles at you when you pull away for a second. He didn’t need to hear a verbal answer, he knew what you felt with that shared kiss under that green tree that stood far from the party.

After all he knows you more than anyone else ever could.

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You write so quickly, thank you for being awesome!! Alright, how about the THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED with Reiner

Sorry for the wait, and thanks!

You’ve known Reiner for a few weeks, and you’ve been interested in him for almost the same amount of time. However, you hadn’t made your move yet. The two of you are members of the 104th cadet corps. One day, you get assigned on a training exercise together. It’s a hike in the mountains where the corps is divided into small teams. Each team has to get to their own cabin in a set amount of time.

But when you reach your cabin, you find another person from the corps had gotten lost and found your cabin. The staff there had given them one of your rooms because the weather conditions were bad, so there was only one room left for Reiner and you. And, of course… there was only one bed.

Reiner offers to sleep on the floor, and you feel sorry for him when you see him try to get comfortable there. He assures you it’s okay, and tells you to go to sleep. But it’s gotten so cold, and there’s only one blanket, which he insisted you keep, and soon he’s curled up in a ball, shivering, and you can’t watch him suffer like that anymore.

You invite him to share the bed with you. When he turns around to answer you, you can see his lips have turned blue, and so have his fingertips. You feel so bad for not noticing before. You force him to share the bed with you, even though he insists it’s fine, and he doesn’t want to bother you or make you uncomfortable. You tell him it’s really not a problem and you would hate for him to freeze to death because of you. He reluctantly accepts.

You have to help him into the bed. He’s shivering so violently and it’s hard for him to move. So you gently take his arm and guide him towards the bed and into it, and then you get in yourself and wrap the blanket around the two of you.

The moment your bodies make contact, you almost yelp because his body is so cold. He apologizes profusely, but you assure him it’s okay. He really needs to get warm, so you shyly ask him if it’s okay to share body heat. His face is red now, and it’s not because of the cold.

He eventually agrees to sharing body heat. You cuddle close to him, even though he’s so cold you feel like you’ll freeze. You wrap your arms around him and he does the same with you. Your head is resting against his chest. He’s still trembling violently. His teeth are chattering. You feel so bad for letting him stay on the floor without a blanket as long as you did.

Eventually, he stops shaking so much. He feels a bit warmer to the touch and his teeth aren’t chattering as much. You ask him if he’s okay, and he says you probably just saved his life and thanks you. You say you never would’ve left him to freeze. He rests his head on top of yours. The two of you fall asleep like that.

He wakes up first the next day. He feels warmer now. He presses a soft kiss to the top of your head, hoping it won’t wake you up. It doesn’t. You just make a happy little noise and shift a little in his arms. And that’s when he realizes he’s got morning wood. His face turns red and he turns around so you’re spooning him, but that wakes you up. You rub your eyes and yawn, muttering a morning greeting. His response comes out really awkward sounding and you wonder if you did something wrong, so you ask him. He says no, of course not, you saved his life. But now it’s time to continue the exercise and go back to the meeting point. He leaves in a hurry. You don’t notice the tent in his pants. You only find out about that years later, when the two of you are a couple.

#reiner braun x reader #reiner braun imagine #reiner braun #only one bed

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n0tamused · 9 months

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ackrmvvn-levi · 1 year

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Memories || R.B.

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: Cussing, no happy ending, it’s basically Reiner just having one long breakdown

Reiner was laying awake in his bed, eyes trained on the ceiling above him. His forward was moist, drips of sweat traveling across his skin. His head moved to the side, eyes instead staring at the empty space beside him.

He was sure he’d moved on, he told his comrades that he was fine. After four years, he thought he moved on.

But there you were, in his dreams again. The same face, the same smile. That damn voice, he was sure he’d never get the sound out of his mind. You were gonna haunt him forever.

Reiner had built up a mountain of regrets, but this one, you, he was sure would crush him entirely.

He stood silently, shuffling into the kitchen. A cup of tea seemed like just the thing right now. He quickly poured a cup before sitting down, allowing the beverage time to cool. As it did, his thoughts slowly drifted to your first meeting.

——————

Reiner’s eyes fell on your form as you exited the mess hall, your body moving to lean on the railing in front of you. It was late evening, dusk settling over the training grounds. You hadn’t spoken to each other yet, neither of you introduced yourselves to the commandant earlier that day.

“So how you feeling about the cadet corps so far?”

Your voice snapped him out of his daze, and he felt himself startle slightly. Your lips lifted into an awkward, shy grin. “Huh?” He asked, looking back at you.

“Cadet corps? What do you think so far?” You asked with an awkward chuckle, watching his eyes trail out to the scenery.

“Uh, it’s only the first day, but so far I don’t have any complaints,” Reiner mumbled. You nodded knowingly, a small smile spreading across your features. “What about you?”

You scoffed in response, shaking your head lightly. “As fun as the fields sound, I’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” you admitted, chuckling softly. Reiner’s face softened slightly when you looked back at him, your face flushed in embarrassment.

“Sorry, I don’t think I caught your name,” you asked, meeting his golden orbs, tilting your head curiously.

“Reiner Braun.”

“Y/N Y/L/N.”

You smiled, holding out your hand. He took it gently in his own larger, callused hands, and shook it firmly. “It’s nice to meet you, Reiner.”

——————

When Reiner finally snapped himself out of his own head, his tea had grown cold. His cheeks burned from the sudden recollection of the moment, but it seemed to ease him some to remember the relaxed expression upon your face. You were beautiful from the moment he’d set his eyes on you.

His eyes still stared at his cup, not wanting to look at the clock. He knew it was late, the middle of the night, but insomnia had been a big problem of his since he’d returned to Marley.

He didn’t know what was worse—being unable to sleep or the fact that he couldn’t shake off his memories from Paradis.

He heard another loud sigh escape from his lungs, before he let his hand drop, leaning his head on top of his arms.

“This is so stupid.” Reiner whispered. “Why can’t I ever just forget?”

His finally met the clock. 2:25 am. Reiner still didn’t feel the least bit tired, but he knew if he didn’t try again he’d be up all night.

“Fuck, Y/N. How can you still have this much of an effect on me?” He mumbled as he stood, slowly making his way back to the empty bed.

By some miracle, after what felt like hours of tossing and turning, his eyes closed and sleep overtook his body.

——————

“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” Your voice made him jump, and he looked at you through the darkness, a smile stretching across your face.

The battle of trost had taken a lot out of all the cadets, both physically and mentally. Most had fallen asleep as soon as they could, but Reiner couldn’t get Marco’s face out of his head.

“Probably, but you should be too,” he shot back, a small smile pulling at the corner of his lips. You nodded in response, moving to sit next to the blonde. A comfortable silence took over the two, eyes trained up at the night sky above.

“I couldn’t sleep,” you quietly admitted, now fiddling with your fingers as you stared at your lap. “I’ve wanted to be a scout for what feels like my entire life, and I never thought I’d second guess that choice. But after today…after watching so many of our friends die, I guess I just wasn’t as prepared as I thought I was.”

Reiner turned to stare at you. His heart ached at the sadness in your eyes, the regret written on every inch of your face. He’d never seen this side of you, he’d never seen you look so vulnerable. He hated it.

“No one is prepared for this. But you can’t look at it like that. The only thing you can do is your best. You keep pushing forward, no matter what. It’s normal to feel sad for the people we lost, but they gave their lives for a noble cause. You can’t use that as an excuse to call it quits. You’re stronger than that, Y/N. We all know it.”

You looked at him, and Reiner was surprised at how sincere your gaze was. “Thank you, Reiner,” you said softly, moving to set your head against his shoulder. “I’m glad you made it out.”

Your words were quiet, but they sent a jolt of nerves through his body. The warmth radiating from your body, your hair softly brushing against his jaw. It took his mind a minute to snap back into reality.

“Yeah…me too.”

——————

It took a few minutes for Reiner to notice the tears collecting in his eyes when he woke up again.

This time, it was light outside, the sun illuminating his room through the curtains he’d forgotten to close last night.

His wiped away the wetness from his orbs before pushing himself into a sitting position. His body protested, his muscles stiff from the countless days without proper rest.

He forced the memory of his most recent dream, as well as the wave of emotions it brought with it, into the back of his head. He didn’t have time to dwell on your previous relationship at the moment. Instead, he focused on getting ready for the day ahead.

——————

Reiner sat outside the training barracks, eyes watching the warrior candidates during their training. They weren’t doing much more than basic drills today, this visit home was meant to be a bit of a resting period after all.

He jumped when Zeke’s hand landed on his shoulder, the older man moving to stand next to him.

“Afternoon, Reiner. How are the candidates doing?” Zeke asked, a friendly smile taking over his face. “Kinda reminds you of us back then, huh?”

Reiner spared him a glance, barely giving the man a nod in response. “They seem alright today.” Zeke hummed in reply, his eyes drifting towards the recruits.

“And what about you? Still having trouble sleeping?”

Reiner stiffened at that. He’d mentioned in passing his restless nights, but he hoped Zeke just assumed it was a product of the war. He couldn’t risk anyone finding out he was still hung up on you. Someone he was supposed to hate.

“Yeah, it hasn’t gotten much better.” He managed to stammer out, keeping his gaze fixed on the kids, rather than meeting Zeke’s eyes.

The old fighter gave him a sympathetic smile before dropping the subject, seemingly satisfied by Reiner’s answer. He was thankful Zeke hadn’t pressed further into it.

“Looks like they’re finishing up, I’ll see you later, Reiner,” Zeke stated, quickly disappearing once again. Reiner waved a goodbye to his friend before returning his attention back towards the soldiers.

He stayed for another few minutes before turning and walking off, deciding he’d been out the house enough today.

He had to hide his groan when Gabi grabbed his wrist, effectively stopping him from going anywhere.

“Reiner! I saw you watching! I��m pretty good, aren’t I?” She spoke excitedly, making Reiner wish he had her energy. He forced a smile onto his lips as he looked down at his cousin.

“Yeah, Gabi. You’re doing great.” Her features brightened up even more, opening her mouth and rambling on some more about how impressive she was.

Reiner tried to hold of his impatience and listen to the girl, but his body felt like it weighed a ton. He wanted nothing more than to lay down, but he knew his cousin well. The girl could talk for hours without getting tired.

“Gabi, I’m gonna go lay down for a bit-“ She cut him off.

“But it’s the middle of the afternoon, you’ll have time to sleep later.” She insisted, looking at him with pleading eyes. Reiner shook his head.

“I’m feeling pretty out of it-“ He, once again, didn’t get to finish his sentence.

“Come on, Reiner! Let’s walk around for a while. We never get to-“

“Gabi!” He yelled before he could stop himself. “I just want to lay down, please!”

He watched as she fell silent, her face falling slightly. The guilt washed over him like a wave, he hated that look on her face, knowing he was the one who caused it.

“Sorry, Gabi. I didn’t mean to yell,” he mumbled, not meeting her eyes.

“Sure, Reiner. I’m gonna go find Falco.” She turned and walked off without another word, leaving Reiner to sigh to himself.

He ran his hands over his face, trying to clear his thoughts. Maybe going to lie down would help, maybe it wouldn't, but either way he had to try.

——————

“Reiner? What’s going on?” Your voice reached his ear, making every muscle in his body stiffen. He hadn’t even heard you walk up behind him, this wasn’t a conversation he wanted you to hear.

He glanced over his shoulder at you, trying to hide his nervous expression.

“Nothing, Y/N.” His tone came across colder than he intended it to, but maybe that was for the best.

“You’re just tired, that’s it, right? Your nerves and shot, you don’t know what you’re saying,” Eren spoke up, placing a hand on Reiner’s shoulders.

Reiner could still feel your eyes burning holes into his back, a sick feeling swirling in his stomach. This isn’t how he wanted you to find out. He didn’t want you to find out period, but he knew he wasn’t lucky enough for that.

“Yeah, it’s the battle fatigue talking,” Bertholdt spoke up quickly, trying his best to hide the nerves in his voice.

Eren pulled his hand away from Reiner, glancing between the two friends. “It’s okay. You’re okay. If you really were the armored titan, what’s the end game here? We wouldn’t be having this conversation in the first place. What’d you expect me to do? Say yes, let myself be kidnapped just because you asked politely?”

Reiner almost forgot you were standing behind him, listening to the whole conversation. His eyes bored into Eren’s, his mind racing for a way out of this.

“Right. I’m not thinking straight, am I? I barely know what I’m saying here. Must’ve gone off the deep end.”

Eren turned away from the blonde. “Come on, let’s go.”

Everything felt silent, the wind picking up, setting an eere mood on top of the wall. Reiner didn’t respond when he felt your hand on his arm, your voice trying to get his attention.

When he turned to face you, his gaze met yours, the intense look in his eyes making you take a step away from the man.

“Please, tell me what’s going on,” you spoke in soft tone, desperately trying to keep yourself together. He didn’t answer, averting his gaze once more.

The sound of the nearby flag snapping off its post and falling down the walls made you jump, stepping even further away from Reiner.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’ve been here too long for my own good. 3 years of this madness, surrounded by idiots. We were kids. What did we know about anything? Why did there have to be people like this? Why? Why did I let myself desolve? How did I let myself fall in love with one of them?”

He saw Eren pull you back behind him and Mikasa out of the corner of his eye, but it took a moment before Reiner realised you were staring at him intently, tears in your eyes.

He should've known better. No matter how much he'd been trying, no matter how hard he tried to avoid it, he knew it would come to this. He could only hide his true intentions for so long.

He quickly shook off his guilt, his regret, turning away from you.

“It’s too late now. Damned if I know what’s right anymore.” His hands gripped the makeshift sling he wore, ripping it from his shoulders and beginning to unwrap the bandages.

“Who cares? It is what it is. No choice but to face what I’ve done.” He held his arm up, letting everyone see the smoke rising from his arm as his wound healed. “As a warrior, no road left but the road that leads to the end!”

“Reiner, how could you?!” You yelled, trying to push past Mikasa, her hands keeps you in place. Reiner stared you down, silently begging you to leave. He couldn’t look at you now. Not anymore. “This isn’t you! Please, tell me you’re lying!”

“I can’t! Don’t you see?! This is who I am! I have to finish what I came here to do!” He ignored your cries for him to stop, ignoring how shitty he felt in that moment. He choked down his negative feelings, forcing himself to speak the sentence he would always regret.

“It’s time for me to stop wasting my time with a devil like you.”

He swore he could see your heart shatter through your eyes, the pain visible on your features. He couldn’t afford to let it get in the way. No matter how much he wished he could stay there with you, with everyone, he had a mission to complete.

——————

Reiner shot up from the mattress, his chest tight as he fought for breath. He hardly registered the tears pooling down his cheeks, his entire being drowning in the darkness of his mind.

How could he do that to you? The only women he’d ever truly loved, and he practically ripped your heart out and stomped on it. He could never be happy like he thought he might have been. He’d rather die fighting than live without you by his side.

He’d never forgive himself, not fully. He was a monster, a liar, someone with no redeemable traits. He was everything Marley had claimed the Eldian people were. A murderer, a coward, a traitor. He never deserved you to begin with.

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