#yandere shingeki no kyoujin

[nanasparadise]

“For never was a story of more woe...” Yan!Reiner x fem reader (x Armin)

I have risen from the dead (or more like from the pressure of being a uni student)! And I brought with me a little yandere Reiner piece for you to enjoy. I tried to write this in a more fragmented manner (and clearly I was inspired by Romeo and Juliet), I’d love to hear your opinion on it!

Summary: Reiner is going to protect you from the devils, even if you don’t see how much you need his help. 

TW: Spoilers for season 4 of Attack on Titan, toxic relationship, delusional mindset, kidnapping, bindings, slight mentions of death, drugging, MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY/MINORS DNI

Word count: 1456

I do not condone any yandere behaviour in real life. 

Reiner wasn’t a romantic. 

He couldn’t get behind the lovey-dovey behaviour. Why all those wordy proclamations of endless adoration and devotion, those long stares into each other’s eyes, those ridiculous gifts? It all felt unnatural, even forced to him. 

No, Reiner was a pragmatic man. A man on a mission, to be specific.

What would falling in love with a devil get him except trouble? After all, if everything went according to plan, there wouldn’t be a single one of the islanders left. 

So why couldn’t he help himself but love you so damn much? 

He had known it would only cause pain and yet, you had to give him that look. Suddenly, you were all he could think about, all he wanted to think about. He’d even go as far as saying it was love at first sight.  

Bertholdt was concerned for his friend’s well-being, seeing him all the time with his head in the clouds. Annie had just rolled her eyes and told him to get his act together and to focus on their mission. How could he, though, when you were in such proximity, and yet so far away from him? There was this wall of hatred between you, this wall of two different societies, that seemingly couldn’t be breached. But Reiner was nothing if not a man of actions: and what could a wall hold against the Armoured Titan anyway? 

Every time Reiner was close to you, he blushed like a lovesick fool, unable to keep his gaze off you. And you just laughed, returning your own affections with a sweet smile and reassuring words. Oh, how you two were perfect for each other. He knew he’d have to spend the rest of his life with you back home in Marley. 

His shock was immeasurable when you rejected him. 

“I’m sorry, Reiner,” you said softly. You averted your gentle eyes, unable to hold his gaze.  “I’m currently seeing Armin, actually. I didn’t think you’d be serious.” How could your words still remain so cruel when you uttered them with the voice of a saint? The Marleyan just nodded before going back to the boys’ sleeping quarters. This had to be a mistake, right? You couldn’t not love him, that was impossible! 

During the night, sleep couldn’t get a hold on him. Instead, Reiner tossed and turned in his bed, occasionally throwing a glare at his love rival. He was certain you reciprocated his feelings! But why were you saying you were with Armin, then? The cogs in his head were turning, searching for an answer.

(The most obvious one couldn’t be the truth. You were destined for one another, you had to be.) 

Like lightning, the realisation of his dilemma appeared instantly in his mind. You didn’t love Armin, of course you didn’t! You were forced into this relationship, most likely by your family. After all, the two of you had been childhood friends. It was clear as day that your parents wanted to have him as their son-in-law. They knew him and thought of him as a handsome, smart boy. Most likely, they also felt sympathy for him, as he was an orphan and all alone. 

Reiner grinded his teeth in anger at that thought. How could they do this to you, his sweet darling angel? No, he would save you from these devils when the right time came. Then, you could finally be free. Imagining you with a ring on your finger, your gleaming eyes looking up to him (looking only at him), effectively quenched the fire inside him. 

It would happen. He was making sure it would.

***

“You’re a sleepy one, aren’t you?”, Reiner mumbled as he placed your unconscious form on the bed. A calloused hand came to cradle your cheek, making your nose twitch from the sudden touch. He lightly chuckled at your display. “That’s okay, it only makes you more adorable.” 

Eventually, he stopped his caress and stepped out of the room, locking it with a rusty key he then proceeded to tuck in his pocket. For now, you were safe in the cabin hidden deep in the woods of Paradis. No scout or titan would find you here. Especially not a certain blond-haired soldier who thought he could tear you away from him. 

It didn’t matter to Reiner how much this cruel world tried to separate you, tried to turn something so pure and true and good into an ugly mess, he would always come back to you. For now, though, he had to talk to the other warriors to make sure his plan would come to fruition. 

***

You were dreaming of titans. An agglomeration of the creatures, mashing and blurring all together into one silhouette. You tried focussing on the shadow of the person, knowing in the back of your mind that they felt familiar. Before recognition could hit you, you were pulled out of your dream, leaving you to tumble in darkness again. 

Maybe you were just nervous about Armin’s upcoming expedition. 

*** 

“Isn’t this nice, Y/N?”, a voice whispered in your ear all while a strong arm was wrapped tightly around your waist. 

Too close, too close, he was too goddamn close. 

You ignored his rambling and chose to concentrate on the steady rocking of the waves instead, inviting you to let your mind wander from this situation. 

You imagined how you were with Armin on the ship, his blond strands all tousled from the wind and falling into his eyes. Those blue eyes, full of enthusiasm and life, that would stare at the sea with wonder. He turned around to you, grabbing your hand and offering you a sincere smile, which you couldn’t help but reciprocate. 

A tear escaped from your eye. 

“Don’t cry, my love.”

‘Stop talking, please, you’re not him, you’re not-’

“We’ll be home soon.”

***

“Why did you drug me, Reiner?”

A sheepish smile crept onto his face as he rubbed the back of his neck. “I didn’t want to risk alarming someone, that would have only complicated things. I also think you look really cute while sleeping.” He murmured the last part while a blush began dusting his cheeks.

You shot him a disturbed look, horror swirling in your eyes. Why were you so afraid? You knew he’d never hurt you. 

“It’s alright, you’re safe now.” His hand rubbed down your arm, seemingly trying to comfort you. You struggled against his touch, wiggling around the bed. Though your resistance turned out to be pointless with your limbs tied together in rope. Reiner sighed at your tantrum. “You shouldn’t move around so much, you know you’ll get a burn.” Another glare was sent towards him. 

“I was safe before you took me away,” you hissed, bitterness dripping from your voice. 

A sympathetic expression blossomed on Reiner’s face. “Y/N, you know that’s not true,” he replied softly, his hand continuing to stroke your arm, “you would only end up getting killed by titans. I’m bringing you home, to your real home, where we don’t have to worry about survival. We can finally live together.” 

“While all the others have to die,” you countered, your eyes suddenly gaining a certain hollowness. “My family, my friends, Arm-”

“Stop it!”, Reiner shouted before you could finish the sentence. The grip on your arm became hurtful, making you yelp from the painful sensation. Hearing your pitiful whine, he quickly came back to his senses and let you go. “I have to do this, they’re not like us, they’re devils, they’re gonna take you away from me.” His brows furrowed together as he nervously bit his lip and averted your eyes. 

From his peripheral vision, he could see you turning your head towards him. “I am one of them, does that make me a devil?” Your voice was so low, it barely made your whisper audible. 

“Of course not!” Reiner’s head shot up all at once, his face mere centimetres away from you, as his hazel eyes took in every little feature of you. Delicately, as if you were made out of the finest porcelain, he took your face in his hands, thumbs rubbing away the tears you didn’t realise you had started to shed. “You are the best thing that could have ever happened to me, Y/N. I don’t think you understand just how much I love you and how I want to give you the best life possible. But you’ll see once we’re in Liberio. I’ll be the best husband for you.” He kissed you, the touch tasting like salt from his and your mingled tears, tasting like devotion, like despair. 

For never was a story of more woe than this of a broken man and his captive love. 

#attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyoujin #snk #yandere attack on titan #yandere aot #yandere shingeki no kyoujin #yandere snk #yandere reiner #yandere reiner x reader #tw: toxic relationship #tw: yandere #tw: kidnapping #tw: delusional mindset #tw: mentions of death #tw: drugging #minors dni #aot spoilers #tw: spoilers

[sugarcandydoll]

happy birthday to the most handsome man in the world mr. eren jaeger!! ♡🧸💞 03.30.2024

#my angel baby is resting in heaven n reigning in hell ᜊ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ᜊ💕 #eren ily ily ily ♡💋 #eren jaeger #eren aot #eren x liana ♡ #eren angst #eren art #eren jaeger art #eren yeager x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren modern au #eren smut #yandere eren #yandere eren jaeger #yandere eren x reader #yandere eren yeager #eren yeager #eren x reader #eren x mikasa #eren jeager x reader #eren x you #attack on titan #shinkegi no kyojin #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin fanart #art not mine ♡ #shingeki no kyoujin eren #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #aot #aot x reader

[thecuriousquest]

Master List Part One

Updated 11/29/2023

***My request rules have been updated on 12/11/2023 and can be found here.

Master List Part Two>

Key:

💙 = Platonic Yandere

💜 = SFW Yandere

🖤 = NSFW Yandere (I want to make a note that not all NSFW material mentions sex. Some of it is labeled NSFW because of heavy abuse, suicidal thoughts, graphic depictions of whipping or death, etc. Read at your own discretion)

💙🖤 = Platonic Yandere which includes NSFW material such as but not limited to: heavy abuse or abuse mentioned (whether brief of not), suicidal thoughts/tendencies, graphic depictions of whipping or death, etc. Read at your own discretion

🩶 = NSFW non sexual/non consensual spanking (EX: punishment spanking)

🩵 = NSFW platonic spanking

My Hero Academia

Kirishima:

You Could’ve Been Hurt, Pebble! 🩶

For Love 🖤

Shoto:

You’re so Troublesome, Snowflake 🖤

A New Life 💜

Stripped 🖤

Boyfriend Shoto Todoroki Headcanons 🖤

Yandere Shoto and Levi Headcanons 🖤

Go to Sleep 💜

Dabi:

Yandere Big Brother Dabi Headcanon 💙

Fire and Water 💜

Little Sis, Shut the Fuck Up 💙

It’s Too Fucking Hot in Here 🖤

Boyfriends and Bruises 💙

Yandere Alphabet: Dabi 🖤

P is for Patience 🖤

Keigo:

Little Dove, My Heart Flutters for You Part One 🖤, Part Two 🖤

You’ll be the Death of Me 💜

Japanese Sweets Prompt 💜

To Cage a Hero 💜

Pay Attention! 🖤

Izuku:

You Belong To Me 💜

Hero Conventions and Escape Routes 💜

Life’s a Game 💜

Run Your Mouth 🩶

Ikigai 💜

Dedicated 💜

Bakugou:

The Eyes of a Man are His Downfall 🖤

The Only Choice Left 💜

No Escape 🖤

Can’t Live Without You 🖤

Hitoshi:

You Warm My Heart 🖤

Little Doll in the Park 💜

In Need of a Hero Part One 💜, Part Two 💜

Aizawa:

Platonic Yandere Teacher Shouta Aizawa Headcanons 💙

Hell on Earth 💙

TodoBakuDeku:

Mistakes Were Made 🩶

Nothing Left to Say 🩶

KiriBaku:

You Know You Love it Part One 🖤, Part Two 🖤, Part Three 🖤, Part Four 🖤, Part Five 🖤, Part Six 🖤, Part Seven 🖤, Part Eight 🖤, Part Nine 🖤

DabiHawks:

Feathers Falling 💜

Breakfast is Ready 💜

I’ll be Good, Masters 🖤

The Corn Maze 🖤

A Storm’s Brewing 💜

EraserMic:

Caught 🩵

Butterfly 💜

The Grace Period 💜

When Blades Dance with Flesh 🖤

Multiple Characters:

MHA Yandere Quirk Headcanons 🖤

Darling, What Ales You? 💜

Izuku and Hitoshi Clothing Headcanons 💜

Fairy Tail

Natsu:

Yandere Natsu Headcanons 🖤

Rules and Doors 🩶

Yandere Alphabet: Natsu Dragneel 💜

Big Brother Natsu Headcanons 🩵

Jellal:

I’ll Make You Want to Stay 🖤

Laxus:

Ink, Roses, and Lightning 💜

Midnight:

Not Happening 🖤

Hybristophiliac 🖤

Multiple Characters:

Yandere Fairy Tail Punishments 🖤

Broken Darling 🖤

Broken Darling Headcanons for Natsu, Gray, and Laxus 🖤

Naruto Shippuden

Itachi:

Know Your Place 🖤

Kakashi:

What Happened to Your Tag? 🖤

Yandere Alphabet: Kakashi Hatake 🖤

Naruto:

Leave or Stay 💜

Yandere Alphabet: Naruto Uzumaki 💜

Sasuke:

Saint 🖤

Yandere Sasuke Uchiha Headcanons 🖤

Kurama:

Yandere Kurama Headcanons 🖤

Gaara:

Yandere Gaara SFW Headcanons 💜

Sai:

Yandere Sai Headcanons 💙

SasuNaru:

We’ll Take Care of You! 🖤

Attack on Titan

Levi:

What Comes in the Night 🖤

You Answer to Me 🖤

Learning is Painful Sometimes 🖤

Yandere Levi Ackerman Type 🖤

Yandere Alphabet: Levi Ackerman 🖤

Secretly Married Headcanons 🖤

Pregnant Reader Headcanons 🖤

A Tonic for Jealousy 🖤

Fevers, Sweat, and Tears 💜

Yandere Big Brother Levi Headcanons 🩵

Yandere Shoto and Levi Headcanons 🖤

In His Loving Arms 💜

Bad Pet 🖤

Have Mercy 🖤

The Captain and the Duchess 🖤

Legend of Korra

Tonraq:

Blind Dates and DILFS 🖤

#yandere #triggering content #triggering themes #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x darling #my hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #fairy tail #naruto shippuden #legend of korra #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #masterlist

[oggirlboss]

[bunny girl!]

pairings: levi ackerman x bunny girl!reader and hanji zöe x being weird and chaotic and unhinged and adorable and alive

warnings: violence, possessiveness, and unconsensual experimentation.

notes: did i spend all night writing this? yes. do i regret it? not yet. yolo.

word count: 2,700

          "shut the fuck up about it, hanji!!" the dark haired captain slammed his fists against the lab table, sending papers flying and shattering a half-filled beaker. he was completely fuming, eyes livid and teeth bared. he had never felt this disgusting, nothing had made him feel more violated than what hanji had proposed to him. but instead of feeling shame or guilt, he felt angry. he wanted to lash out, destroy something that mattered, make a fucking difference in something. everything already felt like it was falling apart and he was only doing his best to hold himself together. something vile twisted in his gut, churning his insides into molten mush. even looking at hanji reminded him of his grievous mistake. he never should have trusted them with such sensitive information about his sex life. he tensed before looking for the next item to throw.

          hanji popped up from behind a filing cabinet to tilt their head lovingly in levi's direction, either entirely oblivious to his rage, or taking an absurd delight in it. perhaps they thought that this was a game. they began giggling before seeking cover as levi threw a scalpel at them from across the room, cautiously craning their head to watch as the blade soared across the space separating them, embedding itself into the wall a few inches from hanji's eye. they scurried back into levi's line of sight for a second, narrowly avoiding the next object he threw at them. "make me!" hanji taunted.

          levi's voice was grating, hurting him with every word he spoke. he took great care to be direct and concise in his wording, knowing that hanji would do everything in their power to turn his words against him. each syllable rang out, chilling hanji to their core. "i'm going to fucking kill you." hanji was well aware that levi made no empty threats. but the sheer terror of the situation never set in on them. instead of shaking in fear, they felt guilty for starting a fight that caused their close friendship with levi hang in the balance.

          "i thought i was doing what you wanted, levi." they spoke softly, knowing that he was capable of hearing them over the melee. the activation of his ackerman genes lead his senses (specifically hearing) being heightened. "i'm sorry." their sudden apology startled levi. "i never would have done it if you didn't tell me about it." levi halted his attack against the mad scientist. he should have known that hanji's gesture had come from the goodness of their own heart. his features contorted as he buried his face in his hands. he should have let it go. he should have been able to let it slide. he should have known that hanji would do anything if they thought it could made levi happy. even if it meant overstepping his boundaries.

         "no, hanji. i'm sorry." he spoke as he carefully navigated the debris coating the lab room floor, steering clear of the shattered glass and spilled liquids. he lifted hanji from where they were curled in a nest of important filing papers, dusting off their coat and smoothing the wrinkles out of their collar. "it's my fault. i never should have told you about it."

          "no. no. no. it was my fault for taking the initiative." hanji rested their hand over their heart. "i should have waited until you asked me for help. i shouldn't have made the potion without your consent. can you find it inside yourself to forgive me?"

          "it's okay and i forgive you." levi was secretly glad they were able to reach a resolution. more than anything, he felt relieved that this incident wouldn't spread to affect anyone outside of them. "now we can destroy the potion, and put this all behind us."

          "yeah, um." hanji nervously fidgeted with their fingernails. their heart pounded in their chest, unable to look levi in the eyes any longer. "about that." their expression was painful for levi to witness. he knew it meant trouble for him. and trouble always resulted in more paperwork for him. "i've already put it in use." hanji amused themself by worrying at the dead skin that clung to their bottom lip.

          levi was at a loss for words. his grip on hanji's collar tightened slowly. "explain to me what you did. very clearly."

          "well," hanji gulped. "just a few hours ago, at breakfast, i saw a very clear opportunity to mess with [y/n]'s tea, originally i thought about putting a frog in it, but i thought that was too cruel. no creature deserves to boil to death in a substance that's 97% earl grey and 3% [y/n]'s backwash."

          as much as he knew that he shouldn't take the bait, levi bit the bullet and spoke his mind. "why do you know that?"

          hanji shrugged, grateful for the opportunity to distract levi from his mounting murderous intent. "just curious i suppose. but that is an entirely different experiment. on that day, i was taking a walk through the garden and i had the most peculiar thought. i was considering how to best catalogue the flora and fauna of the area and compose all the information into a book of what was edible and what wasn't when i started to wonder about other things." hanji gulped, their voice becoming more strained by the minute. "i was like, gee! hanji! i wonder how many models i could make of our friends phlegm globs? and so i collected a crowbar from the closet and lodged it down moblit's throat as-" levi's hand was quick as lightning, moving from hanji's collar to their throat. he just hoped hanji got the message that the longer they continued to stall, the tighter his grip would clamp down on their windpipe.

          "i don't care about that and you know it. tell me what you did with the goddamn potion."

          hanji proceeded with their story, carefully trying to croak out the words. "i had a perfect shot! i figured that since nobody was looking at me, and i conveniently had the potion in my pocket that it must have been fate! and my hand slipped over her drink." hanji tried to rub the back of their neck but levi just smacked their hand down. "so, she already drank it, and..." hanji careened in levi's grip to get a better look at the clock hanging on the opposite wall. "it should be going into effect any minute now."

          levi inhaled slowly. each second they spent in silence was torture for hanji. they knew each breath they breathed could very well be their last with someone as lethal as levi ackerman prepped to kill them. levi's eyes closed as he contemplated his next words, the shame and disgust surfacing inside of him again. "i take it back. i take it all back. i am going to fucking kill you." hanji made a noise that didn't sound human as levi tightened his grip, choking the life out of them.

          "l-levi!" they gasped, spittle flying as they spoke. thank god the door burst open when it did. the hallway light spilled into the decrepit room, illuminating the chaos surrounding where the two sole occupants of the room stood. hanji couldn't have been more excited to look upon the face of their savior, while levi slowly craned his neck around to view the person intruding while he was in the process of committing murder. the incoming light was blinding, obscuring the person standing in the doorway into a dark, human shaped figure. levi didn't realize who it was until they spoke.

          "levi, i don't feel too good." your voice sounded pitiful. you gripped your stomach tightly as you entered the room, broken glass making dreadful sounds as you walked closer to him.

          his grip on hanji's throat slackened, giving them an opportunity to fall to the floor and gasp for breath. he approached meeting you in the middle of the room. his hands cupped your jaw, searching your face for something wrong. "hey, what's wrong?"

          you sniffled. "you weren't in your office. i looked for you and you weren't there."

         "i know." he spoke softly, still examining you. "what else is it?" you threw your head back as a bought of nausea hit you. levi wasn't even doing anything wrong and you were already frustrated with him. irritable didn't even begin to describe how you were reacting.

          "head hurts. stomach aches. i feel hot everywhere and i've got the chills. i'm sick." hanji rolled over from where they were sprawled on the floor, they scratched at their temple as they made their thinking face.

          "maybe slightly more than sick." levi spared a glance at them.

          "levi, what are they going on about?" you ask, tilting your head.

          "nothing!" levi startled himself with how loud he spoke. he tried his best to mask his stress. "absolutely nothing. i am going to get you into bed, and you-" he pointed at hanji, his eyes showing what true hell would await them when they next met. "will stay put until i return." levi ushered you out and into the hallway, hurrying you along to your own room. you, however, weren't cooperating. your movements were sluggish and your reactions were slow. blood was rushing through your ears, making it hard to concentrate and listen to what levi was saying. the both of you were hardly any closer to your barracks. it was a miracle that you had made it all the way to hanji's lab without collapsing to begin with. having to trek all the way back to your room seemed like an impossible feat. you stopped moving, holding onto levi as you felt yourself sway.

          "your bed is closer, can i stay there for a bit?" you hiccupped as you stumbled over your own feet.

          levi's face heated, but he did his best to remain composed. "of course. of course. take your time." with his hands resting on your arm, he escorted you to his office, guiding you to the private bedroom that was connected to it. he ripped back his tightly tucked sheets and helped you to get situated beneath them. before leaving, he spread his nicest blanket over you.

          "come back soon." you whispered as he softly closed the door behind him. he breathed a sigh of relief, which was short lived as he remembered who had been the cause of his. before he even knew it, he was back in hanji's lab, hoisting them up against the wall by their throat.

          hanji held both their hands up in submission. "you know, i really thought we were over this."

          "what's going on with [y/n]? don't bother deflecting, just tell me what you know."

          "the potion would do exactly what you said you wanted! it's not like i had it in stock, or whatever. i made it specially for your use. took a lot of experimenting though. you think [y/n] is in bad shape? you should check on moblit. he's still out of it and it's been four days? on a related note, did you know that bunnies are incapable of vomiting?" levi struck the wall directly beside hanji's face, startling them back on track. "it's just like you said! after this potion, she'll hop right into your bed!" hanji threw their head back and laughed while levi stared in abject horror. 

         before he knew it, he was back inside of his office, staring at the door that separated him from his room. from his bed. from you. he eased the door open, lurking in the doorway as he thought about what awaited him inside the dark room. you, sleepy and curled tightly into the bedding. like a perfect dream. stepping over the threshold had never been easier. 

          what awaited him was anything but what he had conjured in his imagination.

          his sheets were strewn haphazardly across the bed, his blanket long discarded on the floor. the layers of your clothing seemed to have been thrown around the room at random. white undershirt laying by the door, pants by the window, your panties hanging over the edge of the bed. but there you were, prettily propped up with your face shoved into his pillow, muffling all your cute noises, your ass in the air, on display for his eyes only. but that wasn't what got his attention.

          instead of that, it was a perfectly round cotton tail that kept him from looking away. your body was convulsing, chest heaving as your middle and ring fingers were plunging in and out of your soaked cunt. you ignored your clit entirely, feeling so close to bursting that even slightest brush of skin against your bundle of nerves would send you over the edge. you settled for the brutal drag of your fingers inside of your walls, and even though it was painful, you continued to search for that high. you sobbed and cried tears of frustration, shifting your as as you searched for a better angle to crook your fingers, causing the little cotton tail to sway.

          levi's throat seized up, his pants tightening. he must have coughed or made some noise to alert you of his presence because you immediately ceased all movement. your fingers abandoned your wet pussy, fingers dripping with slick. you pressed your hands into the mattress on both sides of your, pushing yourself up off the bed until you were on all fours. your breaths came in quick succession, you felt like you were jumping out of your skin. turning to meet the stoic captain's gaze, your heart raced further. sparing him a heart stopping smirk, you shook your head a little, causing your droopy bunny ears to move with you.

          "levi." you sighed. "help me."

          levi could not move. this is hell. he thought. he must have died. he must be in hell.

          you whined at his lack of motion. shifting slowly across the bed, you pulled yourself up entirely until you were resting on your knees at the foot of the bed. beckoning him closer with both hands. he obeyed. with your hands exploring his chest, levi didn't think he could contain himself much further. the flat surface of your palms rested against the hard planes of his lower stomach, getting closer and closer to dangerous territory. you tilted your head back, lips pouting. 

          "kiss me. i want your mouth. i want to know how it tastes." you became more pained with each second he spent ignoring your pleas. inside, levi was a raging storm of self-doubt. it would be easier to give in. just accept it. he can't undo what has already been done. sealing his fate permanently, he knotted his fingers into your hair, securing his grip against the back of your head. your face contorted in pain, those bunny ears of yours twitched for god's sake. placing your hands upon his shoulders, you tried your best to keep him at a distance as the tug at your scalp became more insistent. 

          "if we're being honest, i've wondered the same thing about you on one or more occasions." he leaned forward closing the space between you, guiding your lips to slot against his. the lips touching yours were softer than you could have dreamed.

          "levi." you didn't know what else to say. carefully tugging him closer as you leaned back, pulling him closer as you settled back onto his bed. "i'm aching for you." your lips abandoned his, tracing the sharp curve of his jawline and resting upon his pulse point before retreating back to his lips. "my tongue feels swollen and my lips are raw." a high pitched moan emerged from you. "don't stop touching me. please."

       "i wouldn't dream of it, little bunny."

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[abiiiiackerman]

The captain, being a yandere

Levi's hand slides from your side to your chin, his thumb tracing over your lips as his stare narrows. He lets his words drip like honey over your ear, almost whispering it to you.

"Mine to touch, and mine to kiss. Mine to hold, mine to cuddle. Mine to possess, mine to protect. Mine, mine, mine...."

You smile happily as he starts to act like a yandere. You love it.... You crave it....

"Then claim me as yours."

You say sliding your hand to his chest to his abs. Levi catches your hand before it can make its way further down, his grip on your wrist firm and not leaving any room for you to break free. One of his fingers traces the side of your palm, drawing circles around it before he speaks against your ear. He lets the words roll off his tongue.

"That hand is mine to claim as well. No one, not one person will touch it, not one person will have permission to feel its warmth but me. Not one person will be able to gaze upon it except for me."

You smile and look at him with those eyes of yours which are shining with love.

"Please don't speak like this.... You're making me horny....."

You joke but his eyes darkens. He looks at you with those intense eyes of him that sends shivers down to your spine. His grip on your hand tightened as he speaks in a possessive tone which has a rough aggression in them.

"Mine. Everything about you is mine. Not one inch of your body is free for someone else to touch. Your hand, your lips, your arms, your legs, your hair, your heart, your breath, everything is mine. Everything is for my eyes and my eyes alone. You are my darling, and I am your captain. There is nothing that is yours that isn't also mine until the end of time. There is no escape. Now do you understand?"

You feel your body trembling with desire. You breathe heavily and make circles on his palms with your thumbs.

"Aren't your things mine too? It's not fair if only my things are yours"

He releases your hands and dug his elbows on the bed of either side of you, stangeling you. His hot breath caresses your ear as he speaks in a lustful voice, which is carrying love and desire in it.

"Yes, you're right. Every part of me is yours, and yours alone. No one else ever has a chance to get close enough to lay a single finger on any part of me, except for you. I am yours, and you are mine. That is the way it's always been and the way it always will be."

As his teeth tugs your earlobe, you gasp and grip his shirt. And as his tongue touches your neck, making circles there..... You lose all of your controls.

"Fuck marriage.... I'm gonna have sex with you right now."

You say bluntly and press your lips against his, hungrily.

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[gamblersaddiction]

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- SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN / ATTACK ON TITAN

- CREEPYPASTA

- HARRY POTTER

- EUPHORIA

- THE ARCANA

- HAIKYUU!!

- YANDERE SIMULATOR ( I DO NOT SUPPORT YANDEV )

- FNAF

[ WHAT I WRITE. ]

- reader x canon

- reader x oc

- oc x canon

- smut

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[nanasparadise]

“One click away” Yan! sugar daddy Erwin x female reader

Summary: Being in financial need, you decide to subscribe to a sugar baby website. You end up going on a date with Erwin. It couldn’t hurt finding out if the new sugar baby life works for you, right?

A/N: Inspired by this fic written by @/seijorhi 

TW: toxic relationship, age gap (15 to 20 years age difference), power imbalance, blackmail, manipulation, intoxication (alcohol),  NSFW (penetration), DUBCON, MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY/MINORS DNI 

Word count: 4693

I do not condone any yandere behaviour in real life. 

You didn’t know how to feel about this. 

But who could blame you? You were young, beautiful and in desperate need of money. Life as a student who lived on her own wasn’t as easy as you’d been told. 

“These are the best years of your life!” They would, if you didn’t have to pay an atrocious amount of rent and a barely paying job as a barista that took way too much of your time, time you could use for studying instead. Most of the remaining money went into groceries, meaning you could barely afford to enjoy your supposed ‘prime years’. 

To be fair, you would have never subscribed to a sugar baby website if it weren’t for your friends. 

“Come on, Y/N, you keep nagging about money all the time!”, your best friend had said, “This is the perfect opportunity! With one click, all your sorrows will be gone! Just dress prettily and join some old geezer for dinner and boom!- your bank account will be filled again.” Of course the rest of the group had agreed. 

The website did state that it was ‘to spend some time together with a gentleman’, no mentions of sex. Relief flooded over you, the thought of having to sleep with one of these strangers frightening you. Maybe your friends were right and a lonely man out there would be willing to pay you simply for being his eye candy. You could handle that. 

Putting your laptop aside, you dedicated yourself to your study notes. 

You cringed at the majority of messages you received. Scrolling through the requests, you couldn’t help but scrunch your nose in disgust.

“I swear, if one more sixty-year-old calls me kitten, I’m going to throw up,” you mumbled under your breath. 

Under all the questionable messages, you eventually discovered a decent one. The user name didn’t involve any weird or self-aggrandising expression, which already put him above the others. Clicking on the message, you found yourself pleasantly surprised once more. 

‘Excuse me for immediately writing to you, however, I just had to tell you what a beautiful young woman you are. It would be my pleasure to treat you to dinner, if you have me.’

Sure, it was a tad cheesy, but charming nonetheless. The gentleman act made you doubt his age though, fearing he might be a bit too old for your taste. Going on his profile, you saw that he was part of the late thirties to early forties age range. His profile picture revealed a toned chest dressed in a white button-down shirt. A gloved hand adjusted the silk tie, giving off a stern yet classy vibe. If the whole account wasn’t a catfish. then the image and age would definitely fit the description. 

It couldn’t hurt to find out, right?

***

Erwin turned out to be very much real, and very handsome on top of that. You couldn’t stop admiring his regal appearance: his tall and muscular frame, his blond pushed back hair, his hooked nose: it all made him look like he came from a different time. 

He worked as a CEO of a well-known book publishing house, which earned him a salary you could only hope for in your wildest dreams. Due to his job, the two of you were able to carry a pleasant conversation about literature, having taken a few English lit classes in the past certainly came in handy now. 

His demeanor was nothing short of respectful. His touches were graceful and appropriate, such as a gentle hand barely touching the small of your back to guide you. His blue eyes twinkled with interests as he listened intently to every word you uttered, all while a slight smile adorned his face. 

It had been a long time since a man had looked at you the same way he did. 

“I believe we still have to discuss our arrangement, don’t we?”, Erwin smoothly interrupted you while you were dedicating yourself to your dessert.

“Oh, yes, right,” you said, flustered, and put down the spoon. 

“First of all, I want to tell you how much I enjoyed our dinner.” He shot you another soft smile. 

You couldn’t help but return the gesture. “So did I, thank you for inviting me.” Warmth spread through your body as you expressed your genuine gratitude. 

“Secondly, I think it’d be best if we talk about this in a more private setting, I wouldn’t want anyone to hear us and put us in a compromising position.” Erwin gave you a good-natured wink, which made you heat up. “I’d suggest I call over a waiter for the bill and we’ll continue the conversation outside, shall we?” 

“Sure,” you answered rather shyly, barely covering the slight stutter in your voice. 

  Once the two of you were taking a stroll outside, he began speaking again. “I must say, you’re a charming and interesting woman, Y/N,” he said, holding his arm out for you to interlink with the limb. You accepted his offer with a flustered look. “I would love to continue these dates and get to know you a little better, if that’s alright. I’d only like to know where you draw the line, so that we are on the same page.” 

“That sounds perfect, I’d like to see you more as well,” you replied honestly, “And as of our arrangement, I think touches are fine, as long as they’re appropriate in public. When it comes to sex, we should maybe see how our situation evolves.” You looked at his face, anticipating his reaction. When you couldn’t see any signs of disagreement, you continued. “I just wanna make sure that this shouldn’t turn into a real relationship.” He raised an eyebrow at your words. “Not that you aren’t a great man or anything! You totally are, it’s just the age gap is too big. We’re currently in very different stages and have different expectations towards life, which makes it difficult to form a healthy relationship that lasts.” You hoped you didn’t insult him. 

Erwin chuckled at your fearful expression. “Don’t worry, Y/N, I understand what you mean, I just wanted to tease you a bit” he smiled, putting you out of your misery, “And I respect your boundaries. No sex, at least for now,” he shot you a wink once more, making you even more bashful,  “and no relationship. Seems reasonable to me.” 

During your walk, you agreed on the sum of money you’d get from your dates and decided when your next rendezvous should be. 

Erwin had called a taxi for you, so you waited for the driver to arrive. A cold breeze hit you, making you shiver in your short dress and instantly regret that you didn’t bring a coat with you. Ever the gentleman, your date removed his blazer and draped it over your exposed shoulders, replacing the chilliness of the night with a cozy warmth. 

“You don’t have to do this,” you uttered, guilt nipping at your conscience for his kind gesture. 

“Please, I insist, my dear,” he retorted, the sternness in his voice leaving no room for objection. 

You dropped your argument, knowing you couldn’t do anything against his stubbornness. 

After a few moments, your cab eventually arrived. You turned around to Erwin to bid him goodbye. “Thank you for everything, it was a lovely night.” 

“The pleasure is all mine,” he responded, softness swirling in his ocean blue eyes, “I’m looking forward to seeing you again. In the meantime, take care of yourself and arrive home safely.” 

You answered with your sweetest grin and promised to be careful. Before you entered the car, you gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek. Even though it was dark, you could swear you saw a light blush dusting his face from your touch. 

“Goodnight, Y/N, and sweet dreams.” 

You went to bed with a happy feeling fluttering in your stomach and double the amount of money that you discussed in your bank account. 

***

“I can’t believe our sweet Y/N has a sugar daddy~,” Hitch purred, sipping on her coffee with a satisfied grin. 

“Pipe it down, pea brain! I doubt she wants the whole café to know,” Annie, the voice of reason in your friend group, chimed in. 

“I’m sorry, it’s just that I never thought she’d do it! And landing such a hottie on top of that?” 

You rolled your eyes at your friends’ antics, though you couldn’t suppress the smile forming on your lips. Taking a sip of your beverage as well, you took in the scenario unfolding in front of you: Hitch gleefully clasping her hands together like a child who’d just discovered the cookie jar and trying to pry more information out of you, while Annie tried her best to stop her from going overboard. 

You told both of them everything you knew about Erwin and how your dinner went in great detail. At the end, Hitch let out a big gasp. “That’s a gold mine you hit there, Y/N! You’re sure there isn’t any catch? Like him being already married or something?” Annie hit her with her elbow, earning an indignant “Ouch, that hurts!” from her. 

You let out a chuckle. “I don’t think he has a wife, he seems too honest to be cheating and there wasn’t a ring on his finger either. But I’ll look out for any signs.” 

“As much as I hate how loudmouth has to word it so rudely,” she shot her a playful glare, “I have to admit that I’m a bit worried. Why would he send you double the amount of money you agreed on? Maybe he has some ulterior motives after all?” You gave your friend a confused look. What was she trying to hint at? “I’m not saying that he’s bad news,” Annie said upon noticing your expression, “I just want you to be careful. The minute you feel uncomfortable, you’ll drop this whole thing, alright?”

You nodded, knowing your friend tended to overthink and act like a protective parent. “I will, I promise. I mean, I told him I’m not in for something serious, which he’s okay with. So everything should be fine.” You showed her a reassuring smile. Though you couldn’t stop the little sprout of doubt growing in your mind. Like a weed, it wouldn’t leave your thoughts, no matter how hard you tried to rip it out. 

‘Deep breaths, Y/N,’ you calmed yourself down, ‘This is okay. You’re okay. Don’t let anxiety take over you.’

“Maybe you shouldn’t give me these ideas if you plan on scolding me afterwards,” you joked, attempting to ease the atmosphere. 

“Tell that to Miss Troublemaker over there,” Annie countered, pointing her head towards Hitch. “Hey, don’t put all the blame on me! I remember you agreeing with me,” she bit back.

The three of you erupted into laughter, making you forget your doubts for a moment.

***

“Are you positive you won’t be able to make it this Saturday?”

A sigh escaped your lips as you stared at Erwin’s face through the screen of your phone. “I’m sorry, darling, I’m sure. Midterms are just around the corner and I really need to get my marks up, I can’t afford any distractions. Plus, my boss gave me a morning shift, so I only have the evening to study.” You tried to give him your best apologetic smile. 

Erwin seemed unconvinced, though. A deep frown adorned his usual stoic face, thick brows knitted together. “Are you dissatisfied with our arrangement? Please, be honest with me, my love.” 

Now it was your turn to shoot him a questioning look. “What?”

“Do you want me to send you more money?”

“No,” you answered truthfully. Why would he assume that? You hadn’t even talked about your financial situation in the first place. “I’m happy with how things currently are.” 

“Then I fail to see why you would continue with your job.” Your jaw dropped at his statement. Erwin had always been discreet when it came to your private life, never having meddled with it. Why would he start now? Was he really getting annoyed over one cancelled date? You never thought he could be this petty. 

Noticing your shocked expression, Erwin tried to de-escalate the situation. “I hate to see you stressed, my dear,” he elaborated, a fond look replacing the former icy one, “Between your studies and work, you hardly ever have time to relax. I don’t want you to burn out and be miserable. So, if money is why you keep doing your job, you just need to tell me and I’ll gladly send you more.” 

You bit your lip, not certain how you should react. You decided it’d be best to remain diplomatic. “It’s sweet that you worry so much, Erwin,” you said eventually, “but I’m fine, really. It’s just a stressful period now, I’ll be able to relax soon enough.” You let out a light laugh to underline your words. “The job doesn’t pay much, but thanks to my handsome benefactor,” Erwin offered you a grin at your compliment, “I don’t need to worry about money. I like to work, it makes me feel good to do something besides uni. Maybe I could ask my boss for less hours, though.” You hoped your compromise would appease him. 

‘Why do I need to compromise with him? He’s not my boyfriend.’

“That sounds good, I wouldn’t want those dark circles to stay on your beautiful face permanently,” Erwin joked, clearly content with your answer. Upon seeing him happy, your doubt was buried under his loving stare. 

It was just an intrusive thought, nothing to worry about. 

*** 

Describing yourself as feeling like a fish out of water would be an understatement. 

Pristine marble floors, expensive champagne in crystal flutes, a gigantic chandelier- all of this had greeted your sight once you had entered the building. You were dressed up to the nines, wearing a blue silk dress that matched with Erwin’s designer tie and eyes, but you still couldn’t shake off the feeling that you were an impostor at the charity ball.

“Do you think it’s too late to turn around and get fast food instead?”, you whispered jokingly to your date, yet you secretly hoped he would leave with you.

Erwin snickered at your reaction. “Don’t be silly, Y/N, you’ll do just fine. Most of these people are here for appearance sake only, so if someone talks to you, just smile and give a vague answer. They won’t care too much anyway.” 

Great. “Remind me, why are we here again?”

“It’s required that I make an appearance here as well, given that I also hold a speech,” he responded, an amused glint sparkling in his eyes. 

“But why do I need to be here, then?”, you groaned in exasperation. 

“Because you, my dearest, make this event bearable.”

You rolled your eyes at his smooth-talking, though you felt butterflies buzzing in your stomach. 

The remainder of the evening went by surprisingly swiftly. Erwin was right when he’d said that most people wouldn’t be interested in you all that much, meaning all you had to do was give your most bedazzling smile, sip champagne and eat appetizers. Nothing too bad. 

Erwin’s speech turned out to be your favourite part of the evening. Knowing him, it was evident that he’d be just as eloquent and charming on stage. You could see how the crowd stared up at him with awe, how his words effortlessly inspired them. You couldn’t blame them for being wrapped around his finger, he just had this magnetic effect. 

The two of you were ready to leave the event when someone called out for Erwin. You turned around, seeing a well-dressed man in his sixties shooting you a cheerful look. His smile seemed to be genuine, unlike all the previous ones you received. Though you supposed that could also be due to his alcohol intake, given the bright flush on his cheeks. 

“It’s good to see you, Mr. Pixis,” Erwin said good-naturedly while shaking his hand. 

“Likewise, Erwin. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Who’s this beautiful young lady you’re with?”, Pixis inquired, his eyes glancing curiously at you. 

As you were about to open your mouth to introduce yourself, your date cut you off. “That’s Miss Y/N L/N, my girlfriend,” he replied with a smile on his face. 

Girlfriend? 

You shot him an incredulous stare, eyes widening so much, you feared they might pop out. He merely continued smiling at you while subtly directing his head towards Pixis. Taking the hint, you looked at the other man again. “Uh, yeah, that’s me,” you replied clumsily, deciding to not make a scene in front of the stranger, “It’s nice to meet you Mr. Pixis.” 

After your awkward introduction, they mercifully left you alone, opting to talk about business instead. You hardly listened to their conversation. Instead, a single thought occupied your mind. 

Why did he say you were his partner? 

Immediately, your fears and worries resurfaced inside you. Was he really taking this more seriously than he should? He’d always seemed so reasonable, so understanding towards you and your arrangement. 

Was this all a mistake?

As much as you enjoyed being with Erwin - how could you not, when he was so graceful and handsome and oh so doting - , you didn’t want a relationship with him, you’d made that clear from the beginning.

So why were you in this situation now?

Eventually, both men exchanged their goodbyes. Erwin took your hand back in his, like he always did (it felt so natural, his familiar warmth melting with yours), and guided you outside. Once you were out of earshot of the other attendees, you finally voiced your opinion. 

“Seriously, Erwin?”, you uttered, a barely hidden anger tinting your voice, “Girlfriend?” 

“What do you mean, love?”, he replied, cocking a brow at you. 

“Don’t play dumb now, you know exactly what I mean,” you seethed, “Why did you say that? You could have just introduced me as your date.” 

The blond sighed, as if you were the unreasonable one. “I don’t see the problem with this. It’s but an insignificant term, nothing to worry your pretty head about.” His thumb drew circles on the back of your palm, seemingly trying to soothe you. 

To no avail. “It’s not ‘an insignificant term’,” you bit back, tearing your hand away from his grip, “because we’re not a couple! For God’s sake, you’re my sugar daddy, not my boyfriend!”

You were ready to keep up with your rant, but were quickly silenced when you glanced at Erwin’s face. You’d never seen him so cold before, cool eyes boring into your soul with a look that made you fear you might turn into stone any time now. You knew he could be quite authorative if he wanted to, the professional phone calls he’d had to pick up during some of your dates proving this, though he never was with you. 

To be frank, you were scared of him right now. 

You cast your eyes to the ground, unable to hold his stare, and mumbled a quiet “sorry”. You knew there was nothing to be actually sorry for, but you preferred to stay submissive in this moment, if only to not witness his anger anymore. 

He grasped your forearm, this time with a firmer grip to ensure you wouldn’t free yourself from his touch once again, and led you towards his car. “I know you’re not used to these types of events,” Erwin broke the silence, while ushering you into the vehicle, “so I understand your confusion. However, I cannot tolerate you talking like that to me. If I refer to you as my girlfriend and tell you it’s fine, then you shouldn’t question it.” His words were highlighted with the slamming of the passenger’s door, making you jolt in your seat. This was bad, very bad. You wanted to go home and forget about this, forget about him.

‘You will, Y/N,’ you tried comforting yourself, ‘Once you’re safe, you’ll block his number and delete this stupid  sugar baby account.’ 

Another door opened, making your anxiety level spike as Erwin planted himself in the driver’s seat. He motioned towards your seat belt and silently you buckled it, which turned out to be harder than usual, thanks to your sweaty palms. 

During the drive, no one spoke a word. You were too scared to tick him off again, the white knuckles gripping on the steering wheel making his lingering anger evident, and he seemed to be too busy driving. 

Instead, you took in the scenery from your side window, concentrating on the bustling city lights and the few people strolling around, despite the time and darkness. Soon enough, the landscape changed, being replaced by lavish town houses. You were certain that they could only be found on the outskirts of the city. 

You were definitely not in your neighbourhood. 

Before your fight, Erwin had promised to bring you back to your flat. So why were you here now? 

Gathering your courage, you decided to speak up. “Erwin, where are we heading?”

“I bring you home,” he responded as if it was the most obvious thing. 

“Right,” you murmured, “but this isn’t where I live.” 

“Don’t worry, you’ll be home soon enough.”

“If you say so,” you mumbled under your breath, but didn’t dare to ask further. Worst case scenario, you ordered an uber to take you back to your place. 

Erwin shut the engine off in front of a garage belonging to a beautiful house that must date back to the 19th century. Due to the familiarity in which he parked in this spot, you assumed this was his home. 

You wanted to ask why he brought you here, but were cut short by the blond. “I apologise for my outburst earlier, Y/N,” he said earnestly, “ I shouldn’t have reacted that way, I’m sorry.” He tentatively moved his hand to your thigh and lightly stroked it in a reassuring manner. “I initially wanted to bring you back to your apartment, but I couldn’t possibly leave you alone after this, so I came here to my place. I still have a few bottles of that wine you love so much. Please, my darling, let’s have a glass and talk about this.” He sent you a pleading look that went straight to your heart.

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” you countered, uncertainty swinging in your voice. 

“Just for an hour, I promise.” 

Every rational part of you screamed for you to just take an uber and go home now. There were too many red flags, too many lines that were crossed. You shouldn’t give in to what he said. 

But that expression on his face, so full of vulnerability and fondness, made it hard to listen to your reason. You didn’t love Erwin, but you still liked him. He made your life so much easier, so much more enjoyable. And all the money that he gave you, sometimes even double or triple the amount than agreed upon. You couldn’t find in yourself to reject him now, knowing you’d only end up drowning in guilt. 

“One hour should be fine.” 

***

“That’s it, princess, you’re doing so good for me,” Erwin praised you, the steady rocking of his hips into your warmth making your toes curl. 

You moaned when a particular thrust hit your sweet spot. This didn’t go unnoticed by him, as he angled your leg to get deeper inside you so that his cock would repeatedly brush against it. 

It had started with one glass. Then another one. And another…

You’d tried telling him that you didn’t want to get drunk, that he should stop pouring the wine. But after your fifth glass, you’d begun giggling and reciprocating his touches. 

And then, you’d landed in his bed. 

He’d kept saying how beautiful you looked: in your dress, in your underwear, naked in the silken sheets. His sheets. 

Erwin picked up his pace, hips meeting to grind against your clit, giving you the friction you needed to fall apart.

“I can’t hold back anymore,” you panted as you wound your legs around his hips, bringing him impossibly closer to you. You just wanted to let go so bad, it was consuming both your body and your mind. 

Erwin brought his forehead to yours, staring into your eyes with such an intensity and passion, it made you shiver. “Don’t,” he breathed, “Cum for me, Y/N.” 

His words gave you the final push as you closed your eyes and clenched around him. You heard him groan from the sensation, but you paid it no mind, only caring about your own orgasm at that moment. You suddenly felt empty as he pulled out, a whine escaping your lips. Opening your eyes again, you saw his hand rubbing up and down his length as he tried to chase his own high. Soon enough, his movement stopped, hips stuttering and an obscene moan leaving his lips, and you felt thick warmth coating your stomach. Catching his breath, Erwin plopped down next to you with a smile plastered on his face. He grabbed the back of your head as he brought it to his lips and placed a tender kiss on top of it. 

“I’ll get you a towel and then we’ll clean you up, alright?”, he said while playing with bits of your tousled hair, “If you want, I can also draw a bath for you.”

You let out a snicker, still drunk from your peak and the alcohol rushing through your veins. “You really do behave like my boyfriend. I’ll let it slide, but only tonight!” 

“That’s because I am your boyfriend,” he shook his head while steadying himself to get up and go to the bathroom. 

“No, you’re not,” you teased, drawing out the syllables in a silly way.

“Of course I am,” Erwin repeated calmly, “You’re still so stubborn, even when you’re drunk, huh?” His hand grasped your chin and tilted it, forcing you to meet his gaze. “From tomorrow on, you’ll agree with me. Because if not, then the whole world will see how my sweet girlfriend broke my heart by being on a sugar daddy website and cheating on me. Your reputation would be ruined. You don’t want that, darling, now, do you?”

Ever so slowly, you blinked at him. Once, twice, three times. Yet, his words couldn’t penetrate you, the cloudiness in your head making it hard to comprehend him. “What?”, you managed to whisper. 

A chuckle escaped him at your reaction. “Don’t worry, my dear, I’ll explain it to you again tomorrow morning. You’ll understand.” Ruffling your hair, he finally vanished into the bathroom. 

***

Erwin knew you were the one for him when he met you on your first date. Hell, he might have even known it when he caught your picture on that website. And at first, he thought you knew it, too. 

But you kept on talking about your job, your studies, your age gap. 

So what if he was older? It only meant he could better provide for you, which he had already proven many times. 

Yet, you didn’t want to depend on him like he wanted you to. 

He had to admit that it wasn’t fair to bring you to the ball, to introduce you to all these people like that. He knew from the beginning that it was only a means to an end, a ploy to keep you tied to him. Erwin was well beloved in the public eye. Who’d believe you, an unknown student, over him? You’d likely never recover from your ‘cheating scandal’.

He never intended to blackmail you, he truly didn’t. After all, he loved you so much. But after having finally felt all of you tonight…

You just needed to stay with him. As his girlfriend, his fiancée, his wife. 

He pushed a lock of hair out of your sleeping face, marvelling at your resting form in his arms. 

“I hope you’ll see why I had to do it. One day, I’m sure.” 

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[thecuriousquest]

What Comes in the Night

Yandere Levi x Reader

Tag List: @issamomma

Warnings: Yandere themes, masturbation, genitalia, dirty thoughts, stealing

Summary: Captain Levi is infatuated with you. He adores you, but being a captain, he can’t let it show.

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Levi has to be in and out very quickly. He can’t risk being caught. Slipping his hand on your doorknob, he waltzes into the darkness of your room. Everyone is at dinner, and he filled his belly earlier in preparation for this moment.

Finding your trunk, he rifles through your clothes, searching for something with your erotic scent. A shirt won’t do, no, he needs something more intimate.

His hands grasp exactly what he was looking for. Simple cotton white panties. He brings them to his nose, taking in the wonderful scent of your forbidden area. His thumb caresses a rather wet spot, indicating that you have had recent thoughts, rather sexual thoughts. It makes his cock hard as he wonders what it is you were thinking about. Could you have been thinking about him?

Levi begins to palm himself through his white pants as he conjures images of you to his mind. Your body, your soft flesh underneath his fingers as he squeezes your breasts. The yelps and moans you would make if he were to spank your ass and grope your cheeks while burying himself inside of you. There are so many delicious ways he would take you, and he would take you, all of you. He would introduce you to a plethora of positions.

He didn’t even realize he had taken his dick out of his pants until he finds himself stroking his cock to a picture of you smiling, one that his mind’s eye has ingrained in his memory. The captain takes another whiff of your underwear, liking the feeling of it on his face. Oh God, he wishes you were sitting on his lips right now.

Captain Levi is so close to coming. He looks around for something, anything, to spill his seed in. Fuck, it would have been more convenient if it could be you. However, that’s a luxury he can’t afford right now. Spotting a lone cup, he has no other choice. With four strides, he picks it up and pumps his cock, aiming at the mug. He comes quickly, and he visibly relaxes, shoulders slumping as he sighs.

He has enough time to adjust his pants and get the hell out. He stuffs your panties into his pocket and picks up the mug, wanting to discard the evidence. Closing the lid of your trunk, he goes to leave. About halfway there, the door opens.

You look at him in confusion. “Captain Levi, what are you doing in here?”

He plays off being flustered like a professional. “Word got around that one of you shitty brats was stealing food and keeping it in your trunk,” he lies with ease. “I’m going around checking everyone’s things.”

“Oh…okay. How is the search going?”

“I haven’t found anything yet. I’d better get a move on while other cadets are still at dinner.”

You go to walk past him, and you spot the mug that one of your roommates was drinking from this morning.

“Oh, Captain, that’s Ymir’s mug.”

Off the top of his head, he says one word. “Evidence.” Levi walks out of the room. “Goodnight, cadet.” He closes the door behind him. Levi smirks as he walks back to his room, feeling your panties snugly against his thigh in his pocket.

You sit down on your bed and sigh before feeling the potato under your pillow. “Thank God he didn’t find it.”

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[oggirlboss]

[eat!]

pairing[s]: rich! yandere!levi ackerman x anorexic!afab!reader

warnings: disordered eating, insecurities, implied [light] stalking.

summary: reader struggles with healthy eating and levi isn't blind to it.

artwork belongs to gemmsenn on twitter.

       the last bell of the day resonated in the hazy minds of everyone in the classroom. the teacher sighed, quickly jotting down the page numbers for the upcoming homework assignment while everyone scrambled to put their school supplies away into their backpack. you piled all your books into your bag and slung it over your shoulder as you morphed into the crowd that was forming at the door, pushing and shoving past each other into the hallway. you tried your best to weave through the sea of people, carefully maneuvering yourself to avoid all contact with unwanted persons. upon emerging into the sunlit courtyard, you began your trek back home. it's roughly two miles to get from school to your house, but the walk home wasn't very familiar yet. you started walking to and from school at the beginning of this week so you could get some extra exercise in each morning and afternoon. you were glad for the opportunity it provided you and your mother because she didn't have to worry about driving you, and you didn't have to worry about her pestering you into eating breakfast before you left for school. it allowed her to get a good night's sleep everyday, which she really needed after she started working a combined afternoon and evening shift at the local diner in order to put away some money for your college fund.

       she's such a good mom. you smiled at the thought. she deserves a better daughter. 

       these self-deprecating thoughts washed over you in waves, and if you didn't snap yourself out of it, you would be caught in a lethal undertow. just as you closed your eyes to submit to the numbing feeling, you heard a car engine purr to life, and were startled to see it heading your direction, going faster and faster by the second. it screeched to a halt beside where you stood on the sidewalk, suspense held a tight grip on your bones as the driver's window slowly rolled down, the inky blackness inside the car becoming exposed to the sunlight that illuminated the world outside of it.

       "oi, [l/n]!" a deep voice sounded from inside the car, it made you uneasy that this random person knew your name, but something about it was strikingly familiar. you tried to remember who this person could be, but before you could could actually think, the driver leaned his head out the window to smile up at you.

       "levi?" you hunch over and grip the straps of your backpack tightly. levi was the vice president of the student council and the co-founder of a food bank on the outskirts of town. levi ackerman was also notoriously known around school for the large sum of money he inherited from his deceased uncle kenny. levi and his mother used to be nobodies that lived in the less savory parts of town, but now they owned the biggest mansion on sina avenue, where all of the other rich people lived. it was also thirteen miles in the opposite direction. "what are you doing here? don't you live on the other side of town?" you didn't mean to sound rude, but his behavior was a little weird.

       "oh." levi let a faint blush dust his cheeks. he didn't think you knew that about him, but he was pleased that he had gained a big enough reputation at school for you to notice him. after all, he had worked very hard for it. "in all honesty, i was following you. you looked lonely and i wanted to offer you a ride home."

       "that's nice of you." you smiled, thinking of a way to decline without being rude.

       "is it?" his head tilted to the side as a weary smile graced his features.

       "i mean... yeah." maybe it was your imagination, but something about him was a little off-putting. you'd thought it was weird how during lunch today you turned around to look at levi and saw that he'd already been staring at you. it was odd to see that the day after you lost your chapstick, he started using the same brand. it was unsettling to see that he was always reading a book that you had read before and placed on the bookshelf in your room. it was all just too weird for your liking, but you were raised to trust your intuition. "i'm fine, thank you for the offer though. have a nice afternoon." you quickly spoke out before walking briskly in the other direction.

       "wait!" he shouted. slowly following you with his car. "please let me drive you home. i don't want you walking alone on the side of the road."

       "it's really no problem. it's how i've always gotten home." a harmless lie, but it couldn't be helped. you needed to get this guy off your tail. he let out an exasperated sigh.

       "please, [y/n]. get in the car." you didn't want to be mean to him, since he's never been anything but nice to you. you really were getting too soft. wordlessly, you walked around and sat in the passengers seat of his car. he smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. "thank you."

       his car had an all black interior, and his bag was in the back seat. you pulled the straps off your back and leaned over the console to place yours beside his. he couldn't stop himself from admiring the swell of your breasts as your back arched to reach where you wanted to place your backpack. he waited patiently for you to buckle your seatbelt before driving off. you thought it would be best to pursue a conversation rather than sit in an awkward silence. you pondered over a question to ask him as he drummed his fingers against the steering wheel.

       "what kind of music do you listen to?" you inwardly applauded yourself for the excellent on the spot question.

       "i try not to listen to music very often. it's distracting."

       "oh." maybe your attempt to make conversation wasn't as excellent as you thought. you didn't excel in small talk, and your small circle of friends definitely proved that. it's not like they weren't good people, but sometimes they spread rumors about you and even say disgusting things to your face. sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. your earliest memory was your mother bandaging up your scraped knee after mikasa ackerman pushed you to the ground and called you nasty names. that lesson was ingrained in your mind, but it's message never rang true. words do hurt. they sit in a boiling pot in your brain until it spills over the edge, scalding everyone it touches. it was becoming more and more difficult to keep focus lately, your mind was barely holding on by a thread. there was white noise filling up the car, distracting you from everything that existed outside of your thoughts. you didn't even notice he was talking until he poked your shoulder. shaking yourself out of your stupor, you looked over at levi with a dazed look on your face.

       "i'm sorry, did you say something?"

       "i asked if you wanted to grab some food along the way." he tilted his head, wondering where your focus had gone for those few seconds. it may have been a bit weird, but it didn't raise any alarm in him. meanwhile you were panicking at the thought of food. 

       "no no no. i'm good." you hurriedly stated. "thanks for the offer though."

       "really?" levi asked, looking down at the way you held your shrunken stomach. "because it's no problem."

       "no, i promise i'm not hungry at all." he must've seen through your façade, his eyebrows furrowed as he scrutinized how odd you were acting.

       "not even if it's fast food? i promise it won't take any time at all."

       "no. no, i just want to go home."

       "please?" this immediate refusal of food was beginning to trouble him. what if there was something really wrong with you? "i insist."

       you slowly began to understand that you weren't winning this battle. concessions needed to be made. "okay, i guess." levi visibly relaxed.

       "alright, where do you want to eat?"

       "anywhere should be fine."

       "okay..." he paused as he thought of a restaurant you might like. "what about jack in the box?" you hissed at the thought of their high calorie menu.

        "i dunno. what about panera bread?" you felt a bit guilty about the suggestion since it was so far away from where you were, but seeing levi's eyes light up at your choice made it all melt away.

        perfect. he thought. the only panera bread is two towns away, it'll give me more time to spend with her. "that sounds wonderful. much better than anything i would have come up with." you smiled a bit at his kind words.

       "thank you."

       the drive there was less awkward from then on out. levi seemed very interested in hearing you talk about books you like, and sometimes he would chime in if he didn't understand what you were saying. you however were very excited to have someone who was willing to listen to your raving antics. at least levi payed attention to you, and didn't brush you to the side like your few friends did. once you reached the drive through, you told levi your order and he relayed it to the person on duty. he handed you your food and tore at the wrappings of his sandwich as he drove away. you set your soup in your lap, wrapping your hands around the warm sides of the plastic container. he frowned at this.

       "you aren't going to eat it?" he asked as he took another bite.

       "not yet." 

       "but your soup will get cold?" you could have laughed at the innocent look in his eyes as he expressed his concern over your soup.

       "oh, no. it'll be fine. i can just heat it up in the microwave when i get home." and before you knew it, you were already parked outside of your house. "this was fun. we should do it again." you smiled as levi nodded. he was already looking forward to it. you opened the door as you tried to exit the car, but you were probed by your curiosity to ask him the question that had been gnawing at you. "by the way, levi-" you turned around in your seat and met his cold eyes. dark brown hair fell over them, half obscuring his vision of you. he obviously needed to give himself a haircut. "how did you know where i live?"

       "well, uh," he stalled trying to think of a good excuse. "i'm the vice president of the student council. it's only natural that i have access to the files of every student beneath my command and know their places of residence." you carefully saw through his defense.

       "that doesn't sound like it would be nessacary to do your job though."

       "what are you going to do? tell on me?" his words spoke of a challenge, but his eyes flaunted a certainty that reminded you that you stood powerless against the vice-president.

       you bit your lip, hesitating to find the right answer. "i guess you're right." you grabbed your soup and your backpack and left him alone in his car. once you were back in the confines of your room, you thought back to your conversations with levi as you sipped at your cold soup.

       levi's so pretty, but he'll never like you in that way unless you're skinny. there were some days where you saw the thicker girls on instagram and thought about how cute they were and how nice it would be to get back to a more stable weight, but other days made you feel disgusting for even considering that option. you used to be so passionate about losing weight and seeing the fat roll of your body. the lack of motivation to lose weight lately has turned you lazy, and it's gotten so bad that you've started to almost enjoy food again. there was a part of yourself that still harbored those thoughts, the ones that said it was better to be a combination of skinny and sad than fat and happy. but that didn't mean that you cared enough to change it.

       most nights were spent crying into your pillow while scrolling through the saved thinspo on your phone and re-reading the underlined sections in your purchased copy of wintergirls by laurie halse-anderson. your mind always wandered off when you did these things. that was by far your biggest obstacle when it came to losing weight. the rational side of your brain tried to convince you that you were just like everyone else, and you deserved to eat just as much as they did. these thoughts were always drowned out by the self-deprecating ones. but that little seed that told you how worthy you were of food was always lingering, and sometimes you listened to it. of course you were overwhelmed with guilt when you binged, but that couldn't be helped. you needed to renew your vigor to stop eating so you can get to your goal weight. the hope that you could get smaller and prettier was the only thing that gave your life any meaning. it was by no means a life worth living, but it was yours. there were girls your age enjoying what life had to offer at parties and preparing for the rest of their lives in dim-lit libraries, but you didn't have the energy to spare much of either. instead you let the walls of your room cage you, and nested into the comforts of your bed as soon as you got home every night.

       you couldn't afford to be doing those things now, not while you were fat. the bottle of laxatives rattled around in your backpack, but the sound was easy to ignore while your raging headache was at the forefront of your mind. it wasn't as if hadn't drank enough water to drown a fish today, and the three tylenol pills you swallowed in second period weren't helping to ease your pain at all.

       all of this suffering will be worth it though when you get your new body. you'll be able to take pictures of yourself in the mirror and not feel embarrassed, and have boney hands that will look like they were picked off of a skeleton. you could sit daintily in levi's lap and feel him rub bruises into your staunch hipbones. but most of all you'll be pretty. you can finally look how you feel on the inside. but until then, you'll just have to suffer.

       you were shivering down to your bones as you walked to school the next morning. you knew that you were more at risk for contracting an illness because of your abnormal eating habits, but as always, here you were placing your academics above your health. it was a struggle to open the wrought iron doors of school, the few people in the hallway oblivious to how you pulled and tugged at the handle to no avail. a scuffle of shoes behind you and a half-hearted sigh alerted you of the presence of a person beside you. "tch. can't even open a shitty door. you froze, recognizing the voice instantly. why did it have to be levi, of all people, to see you so weak? 

       "ah, sorry about that." you said as you moved to the side, allowing him to open the door for the both of you. he ushered you inside, quickly taking notice of how thin your sweater was. you clearly couldn't take care of yourself. not if you couldn't even look over the damn weather report that said the temperature would drop below freezing today. he walked slowly, not wanting you to get too far behind him. before he knew what he was doing, he turned to his side to say some snide remark to you about your clear lack of athletic prowess, only to go pale as he sees you aren't even there. he turned around to see that you were still breathing heavily and leaning against the wall. he hurried back over to where you stood, providing an arm for you to cling to as he supported your weight. you must've been quite the sight for him to be staring at you so worried. "you're pale as death. you look like you've seen a ghost." you joked, hoping that he would laugh and ease your nerves, but he didn't. he continued staring at you unblinkingly, like you had sprouted a second head.

       "there is something wrong with you." he spoke softly so only you could hear.

       "wow." you put the remaining energy you had into laughing and throwing a light punch into his shoulder. "you sure know how to offend a girl. i didn't even know you could be so rude."

       "that's not what i meant and you know it." there was a flaming intensity in his face, he was only a few steps away from looking furious, and with every joke you tried to crack he stepped closer to that line. "do you need me to take you to the infirmary?"

       "no, i'll be alright. plus you must have heard the horror stories that are told about nurse jaeger. can you walk me to my next class though?" you smiled up at him weakly. the worried expression on his face dropped, he looked like he was back to his old self. back to not caring enough to show a single emotion. he let you hold onto his shoulder as he walked you closer and closer to the nurses office. "very funny. this doesn't look like a classroom." you said as he helped you settle into one of the beds.

       "i'll wait with you until the nurse comes back." he said. a sudden shout from the hallway roused you out of your thoughts. you turned to see nurse jaeger chewing out a kid for running through the halls as she chased after him, also running in the hall. it was quite the sight. by the time she'd tired herself out, she had come back to her office trying to catch her breath.

       "ah, levi." she swallowed some air heavily. "it's good to see you again. what are you here for?"

       "[y/n] wasn't feeling very well, so i decided to bring her to you."

        "is this true, [y/n]?" she said turning over to you, bringing her hand up to feel for your temperature. you nodded, not meeting her gaze.

       "well i'll see what i can do." carla quickly set out to gather all her medical instruments and place them on the bed as she started to tend to you. the bright light she shined in your eyes was starting to give you a headache and the tongue depressor she shoved down your throat tasted like it had been used. she pushed the thermometer too far underneath your tongue and squeezed your arm too tight as she took your blood pressure. "well, the good news is that you don't have strep, but the bad news is you're running a low grade fever, and your blood pressure is astoundingly low." she sighed. "i'll call your mom to come pick you up." your eyes widened as you realized the severity of this situation. if your mom found out you were sick she'd spoon feed you her awful chicken soup and you didn't have the time or patience to deal with that. the calories that alone contained were enough to give you a headache.

       "wait! you don't have to do that. i can walk myself home. promise." carla was surprised at your outburst, especially since excuses were the first thing out of your mouth. carla hated excuses.

       "well tough titties, sister. she's getting a call." carla was just about to place her hand on the phone before levi spoke up.

       "you know nurse jaeger,  i could walk [y/n] home and pump her full of advil and be back before school even starts." he pressed his index finger to the hollow of his chin while he thought about it. "and nobody would be the wiser." carla's brows furrowed as she sighed.

       "i suppose that would be alright so long as you come straight back to school. no funny business." she waved her finger back and forth as she shook her head. 

       "thank you, ma'am." levi said as he helped you out of bed and out into the hallway. you were long out of earshot when you decided to speak again.

       "thanks." 

        "for what? for helping you, or for getting carla to not call your mom?" he felt awkward trying to half carry you while others watched. "what was that about?"

       "i guess i just don't want to bother her." you frowned at how pathetic you sounded. "she already does so much for me. i don't want to be a burden." levi opened the door for you and started ushering you towards the passengers side of his car.

       "but she's your mother. you're allowed to be dependent on her, especially if you're sick."

       "i know. i know. it's just, it's that, i don't want her to find out what i've been doing." levi tilted his head as he opened the car door  for you and buckled your seatbelt. he thought about all of his observations, everything he'd written down about what he's seen from you, and it wasn't like he had seen you doing anything wrong. you were his perfect angel.

       "what do you mean by that?" you were halfway passed out, leaning against the window as he rushed to get you back home. you felt a migraine start to form as you tried your best to loosen your aching body. 

       "i don't want my mom to find out i've stopped eating because i don't want her to worry." before you could comprehend what exactly you had said, you felt the momentum of the car halt to a complete stop. you were just at the exit of the school's property as levi put the car in park and turned to face you. shit. you were never going to make it home at this rate. you didn't mean for it to slip out so casually. your brain was just so foggy lately, and with this fever adding on to it, your thoughts were even more scattered. levi tried his best to remain calm as he thought of all the questions he had.

       "why did you stop eating?" his brows furrowed. "is it to lose weight? i promise that you don't need to do that." you rubbed the tip of your shoes together and kept your gaze to the ground so you didn't have to look him in the eyes. you knew that if you looked into his eyes it would all feel too real, and that's when the tears would start. god, i'm such a crybaby. you thought as you pondered what your response would be to levi's question.

       "it's less about losing the weight and more about experiencing what i'll have once i lose it."

       "well what's that?"

       "you know, people treat you nicer when you're skinny, and they call you pretty and stuff." your teeth pressed into your lip and were seconds away from drawing blood. "but that sounds stupid, doesn't it?" levi ignored your question entirely.

       "is that it?" he sighed. "you want to be called pretty? i'll call you pretty right now and you won't have to lose the weight." your face scrunched together as you tried to think of another excuse.

       "it's not just that, it will be easier to move without all the extra fat hanging off me, and i'll be able to fit in cute clothes, and i'll be able to sit in someone's lap without worrying about crushing them, and i'll have a flat tummy." you drummed your pointer finger on the tip of your chin as you tried to think of anything that would justify you starving yourself. "my ribcage will start sticking out more and i won't be insecure about having a double chin, because it'll get starved off my body. oh! and thin legs too. i really want to have skinny legs."

       levi couldn't find it in himself to reply, he just stared at you with his mouth agape. how could you be so blind? how could you not see yourself the way that he sees you? "you don't need all of that." levi felt his voice crack more than he heard it.

       "that doesn't mean i can't want it." your lips trembled as you felt the tears start to form. you knew this wasn't fucking normal, but you pretended to believe that there was no other option for you. "i want to be prettier, levi. i don't want to get better." you shifted around in your seat to face him and shoved your face into the crook of his neck. your arms wrapped around him and your heart plummeted when he didn't move to embrace you back. you just sobbed into his shoulder, getting the fabric of his nice shirt wet with your tears and snot. this was awful, but when he brought his arms up to hold you closer to him, you knew that this was the worst part. it wasn't the headaches or the purging or the memory loss. it was the feeling of being weak in front of the person you admired most that made the pain of every other part of life pale in comparison. you realized as you clung onto each other like a lifeline, that things couldn't get worse. you were comforted as you thought about how much better things could get if you kept levi by your side.

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Best indeed.

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[shorkbrian]

College parties.

Only thing they’re good for is free alcohol and drunk, easy girls.

Levi has one of those things, sipping on some sort of jungle juice while he sits down, joins the circle of people around a single beer bottle.

The ringleader of the group, some sleazy-looking shaggy haired shit with glasses spins the bottle, Levi blanching as it points towards himself. But the idiot just smiles, points Levi towards the shoe closet near the back door, shouts of “Have fun!” and “Use protection!” hollered after the man as he makes his way to it.

This isn’t usually how this game is played.

There you are when he opens the closet door, wobbling on your tiptoes, hands tied to the clothing rack above your head. Your chest is heaving, tears running down your cheeks and soaking into the cloth stuffed in your mouth, tied tight in a knot behind your head.

Your shirt is pulled up over your chest, exposing the bra you’re wearing, skirt dipping so low on your hips that it’s obvious that you’re missing your panties. You’re barefoot too.

Levi is pulling your shirt down over your bra with a grimace, untying your hands and shimmying your skirt back into place while you sob in relief, arms and legs almost numb as he holds you up once you’re untied. The second the gag is out of your mouth you’re thanking him, your savior.

“Sleazy shitbags.” He spits as he hauls you past the circle of college students, irritated cries and disappointed jabs aimed his way as Levi takes away the entertainment for the night.

But Levi doesn’t take you out of the house.

He takes you to the bathroom, helps you sit down on the counter before closing and locking the door.

“How’d you let yourself end up in a situation like that?” The dark haired man asks, pulling a hand towel from a shelf and running it under some water. You’re sniffling as you struggle to calm down, wiping at your eyes but Levi catches your hands, dabs at the skin with the warm towel instead.

His question goes unanswered - you’re too worked up to speak, or maybe just too shy. Either way, Levi frowns as he works the towel gently across your pretty eyes to wipe away the tears.

Honestly, it doesn’t make sense why he’s bothering to dry your tears - he’s just going to make you cry again.

But this time when you cry, it’ll be just because of him.

“Why’re you wearing such a short skirt, that’s literally asking for guys to treat you like a fucking piece of meat.” The man says, thumbing at the soft material across your thighs, and you shake your head.

“I wasn’t-”

“You’ve been drinking too I bet, trying all the shitty garbage that they have in the kitchen.” 

Another shake of your head, mouth opening to speak in that soft, little voice, but Levi beats you to it. 

“Recipe for disaster, girls like you should know better.”

“But they-they made me...” Your bottom lip wobbles as you try to dodge the unfair accusations, and it’s Levi’s turn to shake his head. 

“No, you let them. If you were smarter this wouldn’t have happened.”

The hand playing with the hem of your skirt moves upwards, slipping underneath the fabric and sliding up your thigh. Levi was just guessing earlier about the alcohol, but your slow reaction time has him thinking that maybe you have drank a bit.

His hand brushes against your bare pussy before you squeeze your thighs, a panicked, quiet “No!” tumbling out of you with your next breath.

Looks like he was absolutely right about the no-panties thing.

Hand trapped between your plush little thighs, Levi arches a brow. “No? You’d rather I do this back in the closet where everyone can hear you and is waiting their turn to screw you after?”

The fear, the confusion in your eyes as your savior tries to grope you is priceless. Levi feels the snicker bubbling up from his lungs before he can stop it, sneering down at your cute little teary face.

“I need more than seven minutes for what I’m going to do to you.” Comes his sordid promise, and you’re shoving at his chest, frantic.

“I’ll-I’ll tell the dean, you can’t do-”

“-This?” Levi doesn’t have to bend to mash his lips to yours, everything warm and wet and pressing his body closer to trap you on the counter, make you feel the hardness in his pants.

You won’t open your mouth, but that’s okay.  Levi pinches your nose with his free hand, cutting off your air supply and in seconds you’re struggling to gasp around his tongue, trying and failing to turn your head away from his relentless pursuit.

Only when he’s satisfied does Levi pull away, pleased to see that you’re crying again, all because of him.

“You want to tell the dean? Here, I’ll call him.” The man states, fishing out his phone. “Just need to find dad’s number...”

His eyes flick up to catch your reaction, and he can’t stop himself from smiling at the weak grimace on your face as you realize the full situation. There’s nothing you can do to stop him.

“Oh, did I call him dad? Oops. I’m not supposed to let other students know that. You still want me to call the old fuck?”

A timid little shake of your head and Levi feels uncharacteristically giddy. 

He always gets what he wants.

#levi #Levi ackerman #yandere #bully #bully levi #bully Levi ackerman #Yandere Levi ackerman #tw.noncon #tw.dark content #tw.nsfw #tw.coercion #tw.alcohol #levi attack on titan #snk levi #shingeki no kyoujin levi #levi aot #Ackerman

[mitsuributmexican]

Yandere Platonic! Modern AU! Levi Ackerman As Your Dad Headcanons. Part 3.

CW: mentions of chloroform, kidnapped reader.

-he’s nervously pacing back and forth in front of your room.

- did he put too much chloroform on that rag?

- his head fills with paranoia,

 until he hears some shuffling and eventual sobs.

- goodness, you’re finally awake!

- you scared him so much!

- he gets some milk and a plate of cookies and heads towards your room.

- you’re too busy crying and being scared that you almost don’t notice him come in.

- “hey it’s okay, don’t cry, your dad is here” says Levi.

- you jump when you hear him. 

- he sets the milk and cookies down on your night stand and sits next to you on your bed.

- “who are you?” you ask.

- “sweetie, i’m your dad” he says.

-” wait no (stepfathers name) is my dad” you say

- “no he’s not. he was just trying to replace me. you must be confused, it’s not your fault. it’s his and your mothers fault” states Levi.

- you’re naturally a bit taken back by this response.

- Levi notices this and pats your back to try to calm you.

- “this is your home now. i know it’s a lot to take in, but try to get used to it okay?” he says.

- you let out a quiet “okay”

- “I’ll be back to check in on you later. have your snack and look around. “ Levi says with a smile.

- as he shuts your bedroom door he thinks to himself,

“you’re finally safe. safe with me and in your real home.”

#levi #ackerman #levi ackerman #yandere levi #levi x reader #yandere #yandere platonic #aot #attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyoujin #mod mitsuri writes

[pennylanewrites]

Hey. I have a request for a mafia!yandere Erwin who becomes obsessed with the reader. He kills/hurts men who flirt with reader. But the twist is that the reader is yandere for Erwin is they become a crazy power couple. Is that too weird? 😅

omg no it’s not weird at all! one direction mafia wattpad has raised me for this exact moment in time and space. I hope I did your request justice though bc I have NOT written anything like this ever teehee<3

heavily inspired by Lana Del Rey’s song “You can be the boss”

＊You can be the boss, daddy＊

dark content ahead! Minors DNI or levi will make you scrub all the windows clean

word count: 2k

pairings: Erwin Smith x female reader

CW: yandere behavior, use of alcohol, drugs, mentions of murder, gunplay, spitting, choking, cum eating, non-con filming, briefly tied up and drugged Erwin lolsies

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It happened. Yes, you know, the thing that happens in every cliche. The mafia boss had his eye on you since the moment he first saw you on a college campus, working your ass off as a part-time barista. You didn’t even question why your rent lowered by 200€, nor how you passed classes you forgot you even attended. I mean, who would question that? Maybe a god has a liking for you. Yes, that’s exactly what this is.

The only bad thing about being a god’s favorite was the horrible luck in dating you had. Every single one of your partners or past flirts has gone missing and the only link between them is you. You’ve lost count of how many times you ended up a suspect at the police station, only for your criminal record to vanish and the chief of police to beg for your forgiveness.

Four years after he first laid his eyes upon you, now 23 and unsuspecting, you accepted the “boss’s” invitation for you and your friends to have fun in the VIP room. So there you are now, snorting coke off your friend’s bare stomach and leaning back your delicate body to meet a muscular chest.

“You okay there, darling?” A low voice whispered in your ear, irony coating it perfectly. Your revealing dress was riding up your thighs, leaving enough space for the man to rest his big, soft hands. Before the lines of coke and alcohol you consumed, you thought it was scary how many guns were in the room, but then again, maybe all club owners are like this?

That’s where you’re wrong sweetie. Nobody in the world compares to this one.

“Why don’t we take this elsewhere? I have a penthouse right above this club.”

“I can’t leave my friends here...” You mumbled, yet still got up with the familiar yet so unfamiliar man.

“They’re in great hands.” He assured you, glancing over to Levi and Hange, those were apparently the names of the extremely handsome people fucking your best friends shamelessly in front of you and the boss.

You found yourself in a penthouse, memory hazy of how you got there, but you knew for sure that the pictures on the coffee table were of you.

“Is this-” you took one of them in your hands, but he shoved them away and caught both your wrists in one of his palms.

“Now now, little one. You know not to play with fire or you’ll get burned.” He leaned down, breath heavy with expensive whiskey and cigarette smoke.

“What’s your name?” You whispered, lips barely grazing his.

“Erwin Smith.” Before you could react, Erwin was kissing you like his life depended on it. He’s waited for this moment for four years and if you told him he’d be fucking you a few minutes later, he wouldn’t believe it. Your dizzy head barely had time to register the name you knew all too well. Erwin Smith; the feared and powerful boss of the city’s mafia. Everyone knew of his name, yet no one knew what he looked like. But you did. You wondered if he said that to everyone just for some sex, but no, you could tell you were different.

“W-wait–” you looked down from the pillow your head laid on.

“Shh. I won’t hurt you.” He assured you as a gun trailed from your throat down to your panties, wet with anticipation of taking Erwin Smith. He used the gun to push the hem of your lace underwear down, then removing it completely with his free hand. You squirmed under the cold touch of the gun on your clit and your breath suddenly hitched in your throat when it entered your slit. You threw your head back, all previous worries disappearing as the sounds of your wetness filled Erwin’s ears, urging him to do more.

He wanted to take his time with you so bad, but you made it so hard for him when you squirmed under the faintest touch, soft mewls rolling from your tongue.

“More-please...”

“More what? What do you need, sweetie?”

“Your cock. Please, daddy.” You whined, back arching off the silk sheets. The title went straight to his dick, already throbbing from the moment he watched you dance with Hange and let them sniff coke off your breasts.

“Tell me, ___. Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked, hands ripping your dress apart, not caring about your whine.

“No!” You didn’t feel an ounce of embarrassment at how eager you were to please him.

“Did they all happen to disappear?” He grinned, pants falling from his toned legs on the marble floor before he pulled you from your feet to the edge of the bed.

“Wait...wha-ah!” Your stomach dropped as you put the pieces of a very difficult puzzle together, but you didn’t have time to react as Erwin’s tip stretched you ever so slightly.

“So tight,” he growled, “I was right to make all of them go away. You wouldn’t have been so perfect for me otherwise.” His words would make you want to vomit in a different setting, but this time, they were sent straight to your burning core, the need of being filled with his cock unbearable. You wrapped your legs around his torso, pulling him closer to make him push deeper inside you with a moan coming from both sides. You could feel every inch of him filling you up, the veins of his cock throbbing between your walls, stretching you out with a pain so perfectly bad.

“Daddy, harder! Harder, please!” You begged, his excruciatingly slow thrusts making you tear up in frustration. He leaned down, taking one of your breasts in his mouth and sucking on the sensitive nipple, hands wrapped tight around your waist for some support as he obliged to your request. Your moans filled the bedroom, music to Erwin’s ears, giving him motivation to pound into you faster. As his tip finally hit your cervix, your back arched off the mattress, hands wrapping around him and fingernails leaving crescent marks on his tattooed back. Though he didn’t mind; he wanted as much as possible to remember you with and that included the cameras set up in the perfect hidden spots, angles of your face and the obscene scene between your legs for him to watch after he kicked you out.

“You wanna know what happened to those boyfriends, little one?”

“Y-yes, daddy.”

“They’re all dead.” He whispered, chuckling darkly as his hands wrapped around your throat, cutting off your airway briefly. You opened your mouth, moans getting choked as he reached down and spit on your tongue. His hands went for your breasts, allowing you to breathe as he slapped your nipples to get a perfect moan from you.

“You killed them?” You whispered, trying to find some sobriety inside you. Though, the sloppy thrusting of Erwin’s cock, his balls slapping against your thighs,wet from your spilled juices, made it hard for you to focus. Erwin reached to the bedside table, getting an open bottle of tequila and taking a sip before tipping it over slightly to watch it fall on your stomach and breasts before it finally went into your open mouth. You swallowed with a small cough, going crazy at the way he sucked all of the alcohol off your body, as if he was ready to devour you whole.

And like that wasn’t enough, he started rubbing your clit. So fast, fingers pushing in for you to squirm, moving fast to make you cum while his cock fucked your perfect little cunt.

“Fuck, I’m cumming! Fuck, fuck, daddy!” You felt the familiar knot in your lower stomach come undone and looked down to see yourself squirting against his dick and beautifully carved abs. Out of breath, you relaxed on the bed, yet not for long as Erwin still chased his high. Your legs closed only for him to push them open with a grunt and your moans turned into whines from the overstimulation.

“Please-too sensitive daddy.” You breathed out, but something cold on your tongue made you gulp.

“How about I kill you too darling?” He said sweetly, tone contradicting his awful words. You licked and sucked on the tip of the gun that entered your mouth, watching his finger on the trigger with fear. Too immersed in the sucking, you slowly realized a sudden wave of air hit your sore hole. You looked up to see Erwin rubbing his dick, head tilted back with moans, as he finally shot a huge load of his warm, white cum on your breasts and stomach. With a grin, he gripped your jaw to force your mouth open, gun tossed on the floor. Two of his fingers scooped up some of his cum, taking them in his mouth and sucking them. You thought he would swallow, but when he leaned down and his lips met yours, you felt the cum mixed with saliva fall on your tongue and down your throat.

“I think you know what happens if anyone finds out about anything that was said or done here.” He chuckled with furrowed brows shading his amber eyes perfectly as he cocked a gun against your temple.

“Yes daddy.”

Three months later and you haven’t heard from Erwin Smith at all. The worst part was the videos of him fucking other women just like he fucked you in your inbox every night. You were starting to get tired of it, and even more obsessed with the man that fucked you so perfectly you haven’t felt that good since. Of course, you couldn’t let him do this just because he was in the mafia or whatever he claimed. Your parents were rich enough for you to hire a private investigator who found out all of those women’s names and addresses without questioning a thing. Speaking of money, you also had the power to rent a small, secluded storage space, hire people to demolish it and make it seem dangerous and out of order.

You visited that place once a week, making sure all of them were proped up perfectly for him to see. Yes, you were sure he’d love the little exhibition you worked so hard to show him.

Your plan worked perfectly. A few ominous notes and threats were enough for Erwin Smith to show up in that storage space by himself, exactly a year after your night together.

“Hello, mr. Smith. Come on in!” You greeted him with a smile, showing him in like it was your home you invited him into. His face dropped as soon as he saw the first exhibit, a girl sitting on the table, obviously quite dead already.

“Remember her? And her? Oh, and how could you forget her, the one you fucked in the bathroom!” You twirled around your victims, watching Erwin’s reactions. At first his face dropped, but when it finally registered through his drunk in love brain, he took a step close to you.

“Excellent work, darling. I knew if I worked you up enough you’d end up a monster.” His hands cupped your small face, but the cloth in your own hand meeting his mouth made him drop on the floor.

Erwin woke up sore, head pounding and arms feeling like they were pulled on. Which they were, as he was tied up against a chair, you running your fingers through his hair lovingly.

“Never play these games on me again.” He threatened, though he wasn’t really threatening as his big, broad figure sat crouched on the chair.

“How about we play them together, daddy?”

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#erwin smith #aot erwin #commander erwin #erwin smith x reader #yandere #yandere behavior #smut #mafiaboss #erwin smith x you #aot smut #attack on titan smut #aot lemons #snk smut #aot imagines #aot characters #aot x reader #smut x reader #shingeki no kyoujin imagine #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #snk x reader #snk lemon #daddy erwin

[cherrieflavouredheadcanons]

I saw you were looking for AOT head cannon requests.

I’m sooooo into season 4 Eren. So broody! I feel like he’s close to the edge and I’m getting yandere vibes if he had a s/o.

If this sparks anything, great! If not, please disregard. Have a wonderful day!

So I made this general Yandere headcanons hope that's okay and that you like these!

Yandere! Eren x Reader 

CW: Possessiveness, Obsessiveness

His yandere side does not shine through from the beginning of your relationship, he doesn't even know himself that he has it.

Though it came to the surface after the battle with Bertholdt and Reiner.

Eren was paranoid that he may lose you and have to keep on living and fighting without you in his life.

This paranoia manifested itself in him being overprotective over you, which only got worse after the ceremony where he kissed Historia’s hand.

You knew he had to have seen something but he had refused to tell you what it was.

So you kept quiet about his antics, since you thought to yourself that he would calm himself down and return to normal.

Saldy you were wrong and Eren only got worse, he did not only get more protective he also got borderline obsessive over you.

He would threaten any man that was as he deemed it too close to you.

Whenever you tried to talk to him about it he would wave you off and say that it is for your safety.

You were irritated but since you loved Eren and knew that he currently was dealing with a lot of things you let it slide.

Though when the attack on Marley came closer he wanted to forbid you from going.

Eren got angry at you when you tried to argue against him which honestly scared you.

Even though he was a temperamental person he never got angry with you so this reaction of his shocked you.

So at the end you compromised that you would go to Marley with all the others but would not engage in any fighting.

Since you weren’t fighting you were gathering intel on Marley but to you it felt like every step of yours was somehow watched from Eren since whenever you visited him at the hospital he seemed to know exactly what you were doing or who you were talking too.

One time he grabbed your wrist rather roughly after you talked to a man on the street about something mundane, demanding to know why you would talk with that man.

Eren glared at you and kept on saying that you could not talk to any other male but him, otherwise he would make sure that whoever dared talk to you would pay.

You could not believe what he was saying so you looked into his eyes, hoping to see that spark that they had whenever he was joking.

Instead what met you were angry, cold and lifeless eyes, so completely different from the eyes the boy had you fell in love with.

#attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan headcanons #attack on titan x you #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #eren jaeger #eren x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren yeager #eren yaeger x reader #eren x you #eren headcanons #yandere eren x reader

[adelaackerman]

i wish i could give him a hug 🫂

#attack on titan #aot #levi ackerman #levi heichou #captain levi #aot levi #levi aot #rivialle heichou #anime #levi x reader #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin levi #attack on titan levi #levi snk #snk levi #yandere levi #levi x erwin #levi ackerman smut #mappa supremacy #aot mappa #thank you mappa #studio mappa

[headcanons-for-all]

Yandere Platonic Armin With A Feminine Little Sister

@pinkbutterflylily

Armin adores his family but you are by far his favourite.

Throughout your childhood, he'd always want to hold you and be around you, playing games and reading books together.

When you start to show a fondness for feminine things such as fashion and makeup, he'll try his best to understand.

You don't live in a time period where it is acceptable for men to wear makeup and crossdress but Armin will still do it whenever you are at home together, just to see that smile on your face.

Down through the years, you'll notice Armin is practically your only friend outside of Eren and Mikasa...just what he wanted.

When he leaves to become a cadet, he'll send a letter everyday to you about how much he misses you. He sometimes sends gifts with them like lipstick or a ring.

If he gets the chance to see you again soon, he'll keep you in a gentle but VERY long lasting hug.

He'll catch up with you and talk to you for hours on end.

If you have a partner, he'll need to know everything about them. He will meet them immediately and act super nice when you're around. As soon as you leave, though, he'll give them a massive list of rules and force them to follow every single one or they're as good as dead.

You will NEVER join the cadets under his watch.

Sure, he can't be with you all the time but he's happy as long as you stay safe and sound...

#headcanons #platonic yandere #yandere platonic #platonic headcanons #platonic #armin attack on titan #armin arlert #armin headcanons #armin arlert headcanons #aot armin #aot armin arlert #attack on titan headcanons #attack on titan #shinjeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin headcanons #shingeki no kyojin