#connie spring aot

[nova2kss]

No chill

Plug!Connie x black reader

Ever since you and Connie first had sex, he’s had NO chill.Connie didn’t necessarily do anything for you to block him, he only gave you the best dick and aftercare of your life and damn near had you in love with him.

That’s why he absolutely HAD to be blocked otherwise you would’ve probably be impregnated with his seed right now! Per your request.

You knew Connie had been trying to get in contact with you from the various text now numbers that have swarmed your phone since the morning he woke up expecting to see you on his bed side, only for him to wake up to you long gone with no way of contacting you.

His first instinct that morning was to text your mutual friend Sasha and figure out what the fuck was going on, there was absolutely no way in hell you were about to give him some heavenly pussy and then block him on everything including TikTok.

Connie had to find a way to see you and if you weren’t going to face him like the grown woman you claim you are he would have to come up with a way to make you see him.

You sprayed your face with the urban decay all nighter setting spray, the night you were about to have with your friends Sasha and Mikasa you needed your makeup on all damn night!

Just finished flat ironing that all black 30 inch buss down, applying gloss, and blinking the FUCK out your mink eyelashes, you felt unstoppable right now.

The outfit you wore was basic, but the face made up for it, besides according to Sasha she was just throwing a small kickback with a few familiar friends EXCLUDING Connie.

You had to make sure the excluding Connie was very much mentioned when she pitched the idea, and she promised you that he wouldn’t be there even tho she had no idea why you don’t want him around you anyway.

You couldn’t tell her cause it would be far to embarrassing to say “I can’t be around him because the dick is toooo good and I’m gonna become an obsessed dickmatized slut if I keep talking to him”

Not that it was any of their business anyway.

As you were getting lost in your thoughts you got a text from your group chat

“Y/nnnnn we’re outsideeee”

Getting up so excitedly after not being out the house for so long, it felt nice to finally get out the house and even it was for just for a few moments.

Walking out of your apartment doors you spot Sasha’s blacked out kia k5, sash in the passenger since Mika didn’t drink she would’ve been the designated driver.

Hopping in the car happy as fuck! To see your girls after a long time, when you got in reaching up to the front to give them hugs you noticed the opened Don Julio and Hennessy bottles sitting under Sasha feet.

“Damn bitch you started without me?”laughing as she was already bending down to pass you one of the bottles

“I’m sorry pookie I couldn’t wait, you know I wasn’t gone leave you hanging tho” sash responded laughing obviously tipsy

Taking your sip twisting your face as the burning sensation hit the back of your throat, it was never a feeling you could get used to.

The effects you loved tho.

Mikasa driving while west district by party next door played had you zoned out and before you knew it you were outside of Sasha’s big ass house

Multiple cars parked around the block, and at this point you were confused cause it was supposed to be a small kick back??

“Umm Sasha this is a big ass party” you could literally even see people splashing around in the pool.

“It was supposed to fucking be” she said visibly upset

She seemed to have sobered up seeing all these people here, it was evident that she didn’t know all these people were gonna be here.

She immediately got up and stormed inside looking to see where would yall friend group be since somebody in there had to be the culprit that told one to many mofucking people, and of course you and Mika stormed right behind her cause who was running they mouth like that.

as soon as y’all spotted yall group you all stormed over there

Until you spotted a familiar face that had you stopping in your tracks.

Upon Sasha running up to the corner the resided in heads turned toward her, seeing Sasha Connie instantly turned his head past her looking for you.

And he seen you, frozen and confused, his eyes seemed to have darken looking at you, and you didn’t know what thoughts ran through his head you just know they weren’t good ones.

Slipping past an upset Sasha making his way towards you his brown eyes locked on yours.

You don’t know why you didn’t move, walk away, or just leave.

Part of you wanted to see him yes possibly for an apology maybe but the other part really didn’t, I mean there was a reason you blocked him right?

His hand touched yours bringing you out of your thoughts, you weren’t scared just confused because why is he not mad at you?

“Hi..?” The tone of confusion is very evident on your voice

Connie didn’t respond with words, instead he quickly wrapped his hand around your neck bringing you face to face.

“Why’d you block me y/n”

You were to stunned and turned on to speak, his grip tightened around your neck making you whimper and close your eyes

“You don’t wanna speak baby? Mhm k” he let go of your neck and grabbed your hand leading you to the steps of the home

The butterflies in your stomach were going crazy as You could only imagine what he was about to do to you.

“Mmph mmphhhhh”

The squelching as Connie fucking your throat was absolutely disgusting.

His hands resided on the sides of your face roughly thrusting into your mouth as you sat in front of him on your knees, spit dripping down his shaft and down your chin.

“Ouuu fuck ma” Connie hisses

“You don’t wanna tell me why? Ima just have to fuck it out of you baby”

He gripped your hair, pulling you away from his dick, gasping for air as you came up.

With one hand on your hair and the other resting below your chin he looked down at you

“Open your mouth” complying with no further complaints Connie spat directly on to your tongue not letting you swallow before sticking his fingers down your mouth.

Pushing you backward onto the bed he sat on his knees, grabbing your thighs before licking a long stripe up to your clit.

The moan you let out was audible, your skirt still on thong to the side as Connie constantly lapped up on your juices.

The fingers that were previously in your mouth began to rub ferociously at your clit while he tongue fucked you.

You Tried to push his head away, an unsuccessful attempt to get away from the brutal pleasure you were receiving

It was all to much

“Co-con pleaseee, oh myyy FUCKKK”

The orgasm washed over you quicker than you anticipated it to.

Your juices rushing out against his face as he desperately tried to suck up every last drop, while rubbing against your clit with his four fingers.

It was all to much and you felt like you seriously couldn’t take it, not when even after you squirted all on his face he still was licking your soaked slit.

“Mmphhh”, his long arms wrapped around your thighs as you tried to run as he kept his face nuzzled into your pussy.

“Stop trynna run from me mama” his arms had your legs on lock you couldn’t move

“He gave your sensitive bud one last lick before he came up gripping your neck pulling you in for the sloppiest kiss.

“Vas a decirme por qué me bloqueaste, incluso si tengo que joderte, bebé”

You had no idea what he just said, but to be honest you don’t really care with the way he had your ankles resting on his shoulders, just watching him stroke his thick veiny shaft.

His reddened tip had pre cum leaking out of it

He took his thumb and wiped some of it sticking his thumb in your mouth making you moan at the salty taste

“You so wet for me mama” he moaned sliding his tip up your slit

The gasp you both let out as he slipped inside of you was universal

He laid his head by yours as you wrapped your legs and arms around

Moaning at the feeling of his thick cock stretching out your warm walls

The feeling was so so good it had you moaning at the thought of just getting fucked by him.

“Connie m-move please baby”

He followed your command slowly pushing more in groaning slightly

“You want me to fuck you baby?”

“Mhm hmmm” you answered so quickly shaking your head

“No y/n I told you this last time” he said grabbing your chin lightly slapping your face “do you want me to fuck you?” The whine you let out was so desperate.

He was so sexy being this dominant

“Yes Connie please fuck me”

His thrust sped up immediately

Your neck was his hands resting place as he fucked into you

You felt so good right now his moans in sync with yours

In fact everything was in sync

The rhythm of everything matched together perfect like a puzzle piece

His hot heavy breathing in your air had you feral

“Oh my fu… Connie you’re so deeppp”

You swear you felt him in your brainnnnn, this is why you couldn’t keep talking to this man he was hitting it so right.

“Where you feel me at baby”

You couldn’t respond, not with the way he was fucking on you

“Y/n talk to me” he wanted you to speak cause he had a lot of things to question you about.

“Con I can’t” you cried out, eyes shut legs shaking, and your orgasm nearing

“Oh yes you can mama, if You can tell me you can’t you can tell me where you feel this dick y/n”

You moaned, he was talking to you so nasty and you loved it

“I feel it baby” you whined in response

“right here” your hand lightly rested on the bottom of your stomach

His hand reach down pressing onto your lower abdomen making your mouth form an O shape

“Oh shit connieee fuck”

“Mhmm I know mami, I know”

The pressure, combined with his slow sloppy strokes had you about to come.

“Connie I’m gonna cum, oh fuck I’m gonna cum”

The words were rushing out of your mouth quicker than you can think.

“Cum for me baby, cum on this dick baby”

And that you did with a long drawn out moan you were squirting and creaming all over his throbbing dick.

“Oh fuck ma” his thrust were slowing down trying not to nut with you

“Intentas volverme loco en este coño y dejarte embarazada, ¿eh?”

He pulled out slowly rubbing against your slit

“Turn around and get on all fours”

“Connie.” You puffed out of breath

“Nah turn around, you still gotta tell me why you blocked me mama.”

AHHHH I need him so bad

Did y’all like it? And as always not proof read

The first ep of influencer island is coming….once I start writing it 🙂‍↕️

[brave-and-gentle]

Moots I got high and thought a pen mark on my thumb was a bug stuck to me.

[seredelgi]

How do they take you? / AOT x fem!reader

featuring: Eren Jaeger, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Reiner Braun, Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman

tw: smut, sex, explicit sex, kissing, teasing, mild bondage, orgasms, oral sex, fem! receiving, mild dom/sub, praising, 18+

There’s nothing that Eren enjoys more in life than taking you doggy style. He loves the perfect view of your ass slapping back to meet his hips with every thrust he grants you. He seriously can't get enough of how your delicious sobs of pleasure fill his room as he reaches that sweet spot that makes you blab his name incoherently. He likes to pull your hair back to kiss your neck and suck on it, blowing out dirty praises on its feverish skin.

Armin loves to see you ride his dick from behind. It’s just a view he never gets tired of, the one of your ass teasingly shaping circles on his lap and sensually leading him into a euphoric state of arousal. When you get closer to your orgasm and your movements become sloppier, he comes to rest his hands on your hips, guiding you steadily into him, knowing by heart the right amount of pressure you need, making you roll your eyes and surrender to his touch.

Sex with Jean usually escalates from cuddling with him, most often in a spooning position. It’s sweet and growing in intensity as his hand slips past the fabric of your oversized t-shirt and looks for your breasts. He plays with them, kissing your neck passionately while he drives into you from behind. He’s panting in between the strands of your hair as you feel him sinking deep into you, your wet heat clenching around his pulsing shaft with every smack of your ass against his pelvis. When he comes it’s usually with a strangled moan, and as you shiver you can feel every last spring of his warm seed filling you up.

Connie takes you wherever he feels like it, and he feels like it frequently. Lately, he’s grown fond of doing it while holding you up against a wall. You thought it would be hard for him to keep you up for that long- since he usually likes to take his time, but he’s proven to be surprisingly strong. It shows in the effortless pace he keeps, burying himself into you and hissing quietly about how wet you are for him, how hot and tight. It just drives you wild in a way that brings heat to your cheeks. A thin line of drool streams down your chin with the amount of pleasure this particular position arises in you, and he loves seeing you like this: your legs trembling against his hips, your lips mumbling his name as he brings you over the edge.

Reiner loves to restrict you. Whether with blindfolds or handcuffs, you don’t care, you love it, too. It’s so thrilling, the feeling of giving up control, of never knowing what to expect, or when to expect it. And as per usual, he takes his sweet time with you, teasing you endlessly with his hands and lips, with his tongue even, circling it skillfully around your already swollen clit, then driving it into your wetness to taste your juices. It takes a while before he finally sinks into you with his dick, and he usually does so while kissing you sloppily. He tastes like you.

You love straddling Erwin’s lap when he sits on the chair of his office after a hard day. You can’t help smiling as he stares in awe at the way his shaft disappears into your wet cunt, the sound of you milking him one that has no comparison. You thrust into him with a desperate demand for release, so needy that he often has to slow you down with sweet kisses and quiet praises of how beautiful you look taking him like that. He likes to pin your wrists behind your back and guide your movements with caution, delighting in the way you wiggle and beg for him to just let you come and ruin you instead.

Any position is fine by Levi, but he has a weakness for those that have you facing him while he’s on top. Doesn’t matter where. Whether in bed, on the floor, or on the kitchen counter it’s not important. He just loves to have you spread beneath him, and mostly, to have easy access to your neck at all times. He burns for the way you moan shamelessly when he kisses it and closes his hand around it, for the way you gasp and clench around him as he rails into you mercilessly. His hold remains firm around your throat as the sound of your juices mixing and the ones of his pants fill your ears and lead you into ecstasy.

So what about the way they kiss you?

How do they take compliments, then?

What gets them going?

What's their love language?

Do they get jealous?

And what pet names do they use the most?

What names do they like being called in bed?

[ye4gerism]

𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑲 𝑻𝑶 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲𝑺 - 𝑱𝑬𝑨𝑵 𝑲𝑰𝑹𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑰𝑵 𝑿 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹 part one

word count 3.1k

content tags/warnings harassment (briefly) college au, slow burn, awkward situations, coming of age, black reader friendly

author’s note i started writing this when the frat boy eren fanfics were trending briefly last month. i realized in my 4 years of writing on tumblr, i had never written a proper aot college au with dominican connie, best friend sasha/hitch, and frenemy mikasa.

synopsis sophomore d1 lacrosse player jean kirstein gets dumped by gymnast mikasa ackerman. your roommate wants to break you of your shell. what happens when a party hosted by his teammates leads to him asking you to be his girlfriend? part two

"Anonymous" 37m

I heard Mikasa dumped Jean lol

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Everyone knew sophomores Jean and Mikasa were the athletic power couple of the University of Paradis. He was a lacrosse player, and she was a gymnast - both at the D1 level. And most importantly, they were both hot. Why that's a prominent factor? Who knows?

Here's something you need to know - Fizzle, the love child between Chirp and Rebbit, and any university student's worst nightmare. God forbid you're caught wearing your most comfortable but uncoordinated outfit - they'll tear you into pieces.

But hey, you're here for school. You keep your head low, you go to your classes, go to club meetings - doing what makes your tuition worth paying.

"Girl, did you see Fizzle? The lacrosse team is throwing tonight!" Hitch was your roommate - heavily involved in sorority life and she loved to party. She was your polar opposite but you loved her as she brought so much life and laughter to college. And free shit (Hitch aspires to be an influencer). She also has a boyfriend, meaning she was gone most weekends - that was the cherry on top.

"The lacrosse team is throwing tonight...? What does that even mean? They aren't a frat," you say matter-of-factly. "And it's a Thursday night. Why would you want to go out?" You were at your desk, finishing up a big project due this weekend - what business did you have at any party?

Hitch, sitting on her bed, rolls her eyes. Her side of the room was spring-themed - a lot of yellows and pastel greens. Her desk was moderately organized - skincare and makeup were left out from this morning. Her bulletin board was decorated with a whiteboard calendar and photos of her boyfriend, Marlo.

Your side was tailored to your taste - your desk was very neat, you opted for a paper calendar and books were your main source of decor.

"Well, nobody has Friday classes like you, weirdo," Hitch teased. You roll your eyes - of course, you were majoring in such a topic that required some extra time.

"Okay listen, the party starts at 10:30 - nobody gets there that early but since with have class, I'll bring you back at 11:30. I'm willing to sacrifice some fun for you!" Hitch offered.

You look at her like she has three heads on her torso and then proceed to laugh. "Absolutely not. I'm not going to a lacrosse party on a Thursday night. What a stupid concept."

"Oh come on! We could get you in some sexy clothes! I know you want to pull from my closet," she baits. You always were curious about what it was like to dress as confidently and freely as Hitch, who showed up to class in tight shorts and tiny tops. It wasn't that you thought she was inappropriate - it was college, so you never put a lot of effort into your look. A simple t-shirt or sweater and a weekly rotation of the same four jeans worked for you.

"You know you want to-"

You give in. "Okay, just this once! But I get back at 11:20."

"Even better: 11:15!"

“Damn girl, you look hawt! Marlo, doesn't she look hot?"

You had stepped out of your shared bathroom with a completely new look - light makeup done by Hitch and a denim mini skirt, cheetah print top, and black platform sandals combo donated by her as well.

Marlo, who has Hitch on his lap, doesn't respond to her question. Hitch is cuddled up against him on her anti-suicide chair. She gives him a pointed look before smiling at you. "You look hot. I don't know why he isn't saying anything but you look hot."

"Maybe because I'm your boyfriend," he says, "But you look good Y/N."

"See how easy that was? Acting all weird..."

You drain Hitch's voice out for a moment and look at yourself in the mirror.

'This skirt is crazy short,' you thought. It brought out curves you had never really taken note of. You didn't look bad. When Hitch had offered to style you, you thought you were taking a class in clownery but no, she actually made you look really good.

"Well, we better get going." Hitch gets off of Marlo's lap. She offers him a hand and he gets up.

"Let's go have you some fun!"

The walk to the Lacrosse was a ten-minute walk. It seemed short on the way there but what about the walk back?

"Hey Hitch," you start curiously. She hums in response. "Are you planning on drinking?"

"Well, we didn't pre-game and it's like, what, your first night out? I gotta keep an eye on you and remember this huge milestone for you," she explains.

"For me?" you question.

"Mhm. We're gonna get some alcohol in that system!" she says too excitedly. Marlo gives her a concerned look.

"We won't make you drink or try anything you don't want to. But we'll keep you safe, that is 100 percent certainty," Marlo reassures. Hitch nods in agreement.

"Yeah, what he said."

You reach the home and there's a line building up. You observe three players up front quizzing desperate guests and either rejecting them or letting them in.

"Is the night over if they don't let us in?" you ask with hope in your voice. This was already way too much.

"Oh, they'll let us in. They'd be crazy not to," Hitch slyly responds.

The line moves ahead and you're finally at the front, giving you a better look at the players guarding the front of the house.

"Floch, Reiner, Porco." Hitch bats her eyes at the teammates and you see Marlo rolling his eyes.

"Hey Hitch." The redhead's tone is a little too excited. He has a devious look on his face as he looks Hitch up and down. "Looking to have some fun?"

"Aren't we all, Floch?" Marlo cuts in. Floch's face drops in annoyance.

"Ignore him. Go get yourself a drink, Marlo," the super duper tall blonde says. You assume he's Reiner. You've seen him around campus a few times.

The teammates move out of the way to let your group in but then they suddenly block your path. Your heart jumps; although you kind of did not want to do this, you also didn't want to be rejected by some athletes.

"And who are you?" This last guy, with his hair pushed back, must be Porco. He takes your body in, his eyes stopping at your hips. He clearly isn't paying attention to you anymore, so you look up at Reiner, waiting to be told to go home.

"She's with us." Marlo clasps a hand on Reiner's shoulder. Porco stops ogling you and moves a bit to let you in. You hear a whispered "damn" as you enter the lacrosse house, at which Marlo grabs your hand. "Fucking dogs," Marlo grumbles.

You're in an awkward position: Marlo's arm over Hitch and his hand gripping yours. You've never been this close to your roommate's boyfriend - you guys don't even talk often. You always took note of him walking down the hallway either in an academic hall or in the commons. Maybe you flashed him a quick smile or even waved, so this was weird.

"Connie!" Hitch wiggles out of Marlo's arm and waves excitedly at her friend. You look in the direction of where she's waving and see a tanned boy with a grey buzzcut. Besides him is a brunette with bangs dressed in a white tube top, black flared leggings, and white cowboy boots. She looks up at the sound of Hitch's voice and immediately runs to her, wrapping her up in a hug the minute she reaches her.

"Hey girlie," the cowboy boots girl greets, "Long time no see."

"Yeah, well," Hitch gestures to Marlo, "He's been keeping me away." She looks over her shoulder at you.

"This is Y/N, my roommate," she introduces.

"Oh, you're the one who doesn't go out!" Cowboy Boots says excitedly. Your stomach feels an automatic pang as your eyes frantically look over at Hitch. She shrugs.

"Well, I'm Sasha. Hitch and I are in SHE sisters," the girl introduces herself.

"She?" you question.

"Sigma Hera Epsilon," Hitch corrects, "You should know this."

"Well, if she's not going out a lot, you can't blame her," another voice says. That Connie guy. He rests his chin on her shoulder. "Nice to finally meet cha, Y/N."

You give him a shy wave. Did these guys think you were some sort of homebody loser?

"Can I have a drink?" you ask no one in particular.

"Let me take you to the kitchen and see if we can get you anything good." Connie offers his hand to you, which you reluctantly take.

You follow him around the house and grow increasingly concerned when you start to realize that the house is even more packed than before. How were you going to find Hitch? This place had music blasting everywhere and knowing her, you probably won't be able to reach her tonight.

You and Connie stop at a dining table. "Okay, all of our juices are here - jungle juice, vodka lemonade. You can mix whatever you want here," he explains. He takes you into the kitchen. "We have all of our box wines here and of course, we have a keg outside. But I have a feeling you might not be into that."

Shit - can he read the anxiety off your face? Connie picks up a solo cup and fills it with white wine. He presents the cup to you. "You look like you need this."

You're hesitant but you take it and sip out of the cup. It's surprisingly sweet and not as bad as you imagined.

"You like?" he asks. You don't give him an answer and it makes the atmosphere between you two awkward. "Ok! You know where everything is if you're up for more."

Connie leaves you alone in the kitchen and you try to calm yourself down. 'Where can I find Hitch?' you think. She'd probably be making out with Marlo or chatting it up with that Sasha girl. Did you want to get in the way of that? You decide to leave the kitchen and work your way through the crowd - maybe you'll run into a classmate. You take nervous sips as you walk deeper into the crowd and you slowly feel like you're losing yourself.

That is until you bump into that redhead from earlier. Floyd? Flint? Something. There's a beat to his steps and by the way he sways, you can tell he's drunk.

He grabs onto your hips, grounding you. "Hey pretty girl," he starts, "Where's your friend?" You don't answer, as you're fixated on figuring out what his name is. You know it, so why isn't it coming to mind?

Your heart picks up.

"You know, I thought Hitch was cute but you're pretty cute too. What's your name?" He pulls you closer to him and he starts to grind. Now you felt like you were going to die. Your first party and someone decided they would get handsy with you.

"Paisley," you lie. His eyebrows raise and he pauses.

"You don't look like a Paisley." He then proceeds to laugh. You can smell the alcohol on his breath. "What's your real name?" The redhead grips you tighter than before making it harder to think of a reasonable name. One of his hands roams elsewhere on your body building up panic in your body. Your eyes frantically scan the room for someone you know.

"Looking for your friend? She-"

You aren't doing to drink this wine. Your arm raises and your wrist flicks in such a way that causes the redhead to be drenched in what was once in your cup. He pushes you away and onto the floor, causing you to knock other people down with you.

"You stupid fucking slut! Are you stupid?" he shrieks. The crowd around you starts to quiet and you begin to feel embarrassed. He was the one acting touchy but he's on the team, so you'd look bad regardless.

"Hey Floch, lay off her."

You look up and see a really tall guy - he has to be on the team. He crouches down to your level and offers you a hand. You observe his muscular arm - oh yeah, he definitely has to be on the team. You take his hand and he helps you up.

"Let's get you out of here," he says. Floch's face is red from embarrassment. It's the last sight you see before your head hangs low. Your hero wraps his arm around your shoulder and escorts you out. Does your roommate care where you are?

"Reiner, 'scuse me,” he says, squeezing past the blond guarding the door.

Oh shit. You're already at the front of the house. How embarrassing. Your first party went to shit.

"What's up, Jean?" Reiner asks. Jean? Like Mikasa Jean? Your head snaps up to get a look at him - you actually didn't even know what he looked like. You were just familiar with that Fizzle post. He's wickedly handsome - so it's either Mikasa missed out or he's insanely evil.

Jean ignores Reiner and walks you to the sidewalk in front of the house. It's less crowded now as everyone who wanted to show up was in the house. You can finally get some fresh air instead of inhaling sweat and alcohol.

"Did you come with anyone?" Jean asks. He removes his arm from your shoulder and places both of his hands in his pockets. It's dark out but the streetlight above the both of you highlights his muscular arms.

"Hitch." Where was she anyway? Was she too far to see what had happened? Would Marlo hook up with her at the lacrosse house? He didn't seem like the type.

"Oh, that bitch? Let me walk you home," he offers.

"Oh, you don't have to! I know the way back," you say sheepishly. You don't like that he called your roommate a bitch so you start to walk away but he grabs your wrist. It spooks you and he immediately lets go.

"Sorry...didn't mean to grab you like that. I can't let you walk alone."

You're silent for a moment. "Listen, I appreciate you but I have a feeling it may not be a good idea. I don't know much about you other than the fact that your ex-girlfriend dumped you and you're on the lacrosse team."

His head cocks back and you scratch the back of your neck apologetically.

"Sorry. Last thing I want is for anyone to make up rumors about you walking me to my room," you reason.

"Can I have your number then? Just to make sure you're safe?" Jean offers. You think for a moment. It wouldn't be a bad idea, since the people you came with abandoned you and left you vulnerable.

You whip up your phone and begin to recite your number.

"Awesome, perfect. And what's your name? I assume you know mine." He smiles wide.

"It's Y/N," you say softly.

"Y/N," he repeats softly. You stare at each other for a moment before he breaks eye contact to press the green button on his phone. Your phone rings and you pick up.

"Get home safe," Jean says. You turn on your foot and start your journey back home.

The walk home was peaceful, which was a weird thing for you to even think as the past hour was anything but. You have Jean on speaker and you can hear the rustle of his pants.

"So..." His voice startles you. "What's your major?"

"Public Relations," you answer, "You?"

"Fine Arts and Political Science."

Your eyes widen. "You're actually here to learn?" you joke.

Luckily it lands as you hear him chuckling. Unfortunately, you do have to cut him off as you're already at your residence hall. "Well, I'm about to tap in. Thanks for saving me back there," you say.

"Any time, Y/N. Have a good night." He hangs up immediately and you take this as a sign to move on.

You make it back to your room and decide to wash off the smell of alcohol and sweat. You take off Hitch's clothes, fold them neatly, and place them on her bed.

You step into the shower and turn the heat up midway.

"What a weird night," you mutter to yourself.

You're better off sticking to your books.

When you woke up for class the next morning, you found Hitch sprawled out in her bed, still in her clothes from the night prior. You had a feeling she'd still be knocked out from last night and maybe she'd be gone the minute you got out of class. You didn't want to talk about last night with her. She completely went against her word.

You reach the dining hall and settle down in a booth. You hide your face in your hands and groan. Some coffee should do you some good. Before you get up, Marlo approaches your table with a plate. You scowl at him.

"Okay, hey, I'm sorry. Hitch is a little bit more accident-prone than you are. If anyone's going to hurt themselves, it's her." Marlo places the plate on the table.

Marlo's face loses its color. "What?" You purse your lips and nod.

"Yep. I'll never go out with either of you again," you promise.

"Ok, Y/N wait-"

"Y/N!" You turn your head. Jean. He's walking towards you with his tray of dirty dishes. What on earth could he possibly want from you?

"Glad to see you got back in one piece," he greets. He has really pretty eyes - a nice mixture of green and brown.

Before you have a chance to respond, he keeps talking. "Mind if I ask you a quick question?" He stops to acknowledge Marlo. "Private convo, buddy. Mind giving us some space?"

Marlo looks between you and Jean, slightly offended. He picks up his place and walks elsewhere.

Jean looks right, then left before looking you in the eye and lowering his voice. "Hey so, you know how I got broken up with? I need a rebound. No one knows you and you seem like a pretty nice person. Wanna pretend to be girlfriend until I get drafted?"

"Anonymous" 6hr

LMAOOOO WHO WAS THAT GIRL WHO THREW A DRINK AT FLOCH???

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[b0rderbunny]

....‧°MASTERLIST°‧₊....

PROMOS: ☽ REGULAR: ❈ FLUFF: ♡ ANGST:  🗡 SMUT: ✧

(A/N); The promos are books that are currently uploaded on either my fanfic.net and or wattpad. also currently PETRICHOR and COINCIDENCE are currently unpublished but they will be right back up soon.

AOT:

VARIOUS:

PETRICHOR (1ST BOOK IN RI SERIES) ☽

LEVI ACKERMAN:

COINCIDENCE PT1 ☽

COINCEDENCE PT2 ☽

BLOOD FOR YOU  🗡

HOLDING TIGHT ♡

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRUMPY ♡

ERWIN SMITH:

HANGE ZOE:

EREN YEAGER:

ARMIN ARTLERT:

MIKASA ACKERMAN:

JEAN KIRSTEN:

CONNIE SPRINGS:

SASHA BLOUSE:

KNY:

GIYUU TOMIOKA:

SLEEPY ♡

SHINOBU KOCHO:

KYOJIROU RENGOKU :

TENGEN UZUI:

MITSURI KANROJI:

OBANAI IGROU:

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA:

MUICHIRO TOKITO:

MUZAN KIBUTSUJI:

KUKOSHIBO:

DOUMA:

AKAZA:

DAKI:

GYUTARO:

GENYA SHINAZUGAWA:

TANJIRO KAMADO:

MISSING YOU  🗡

NEZUKO KAMADO:

ZENITSU AGASTSUMA:

INOSUKE HASHIBIRA:

DEATHNOTE:

VARIOUS:

ORPHIC ☽

L LAWLIGHT:

LIGHT YAGAMI:

MISA AMANE:

more characters and animes to come! send in requests if there's anything you'd like to see ♡

[idiotic-syndic]

AOT AS MITSKI SONGS

some of these are better fits than others. some of these are like this is how they feel and some are like this is about them and some are like they’d like this one. proceed.

Eren Jager: My Body’s Made Of Crushed Little Stars

Mikasa Ackerman: Two Slow Dancers, First Love/Late Spring

Armin Alert: Heat Lighting

Historia Reiss: Drunk Walk Home

Ymir: Francis Forever IM YOUR MAN

Jean Kirstien: Why Didn’t You Stop Me

Sasha Braus: Townie

Connie Springer: Nobody (he literally just thinks it’s catchy)

Reiner Braun: Carry Me Out

Annie Leonhardt: Stay Soft

Bertholdt: Working for the Knife

Levi Ackerman: (and hear me out) I Bet on Losing Dogs

Erwin Smith: The Only Heartbreaker

hanji Zoe: A Burning Hill

Zeke Jager: I Guess

Grisha Jager: A horse named cold air

Yelena: Jobless Monday

Pieck Finger: I Will

Marco: Last Words of a Shooting Star (rip king who had no screen time)

[pride-and-joy-cosplay]

You know I think I'm gonna just make one big list of all my cosplans

Cosplans;

SB69;

Crow

Moa

Howan

Himeko

Rararin

Joe

Yasu

But lets be honest I may try to do everyone at some point or at least just all the band characters minus the fes a live tie ins.

Senjyushi;

Everyone

Senbura;

Kagekatsu

TouRabu;

Kasen

Tsurumaru

3D Kanajo;

Iroha

A Certain Magical Index/Scientific Railgun(haven't watched it yet;)

Misaka

A Place Further Than The Universe,

Mari

Hinata

Akkun and his Girlfriend;

Non-tan

Angels of Death;

Kathy

Asobi Asobase;

Olivia

Kasumi

AOT;

Hanji

BakuRock;

Katsura

Black Clover;

Vanessa

Blessar of Einherjar;

Albertina

Sigrun

Linnea

Blue Exorcist;

Mephisto

Amaimon

BokuBen;

Furuhashi

Asumi

Uruka

Mafuyu

Butlers x Battlers;

Yuuki

Ren

Haruto

Caligula;

Suzuna

Kotono

Cells at Work;

Red Blood Cell

Macrophage

Eosinophil

Mast Cell

Children of the Whales;

Ouni

Ginshu

Comic Girls;

Kaoruko

Tsubasa

Fuura

Koyume

Ruki

DamePri;

Ani

Darling in the Franxx;

Zero Two

Kokoro

Ikuno

Daybreak Illusion;

Luna

Devils Line;

Tsukasa

Juliana

Dies Irae;

Marie

Kasumi

Fairy Tail;

Levy

Fairy Tale Girls;

Hazuki

Free;

Makoto

Kisumi

Gou

Golden Kamuy;

Asirpa

Grand Blue;

Azusa

Chisa

Haikyuu;

Sugawara

Yachi

Bokuto

Hakata Tonkatsu Ramens;

Lin

Hanebado;

Connie

Kaoruko

Elena

Riko

Nozomi

Yuu

Happy Sugar Life;

Satou

Helpful Fox Senko;

Shiro

Hetalia;

Iceland

Hungary

How to Keep a Mummy;

Tazuki

Daichi

Kaede

Motegi

Sora

Island;

Karen

Just Because;

Mio

Last Hope;

Jay

Queenie

Fiona

Kakuriyo;

Aoi

Killing Bites;

Ui

Demon Slayer;

Shinobu

Kino's Journey;

Kino

KNB;

Kuroko

Riko

Momoi

Land of the Lustrous;

Rutile

Last Period;

Liza

Campanella

Legend of the Galactic Heroes;

Frederica

Libra of Nil Admirai;

Hayato

Akira

Tsugumi

Lostorage Conflated WIXOSS;

Tama

Hanna

Suzuko

Love Live;

Nozomi

Chika

Magical Girl Ore;

Saki

Mysterious Play;

Nuriko

Tasuki

OHSHC:

Tamaki

Kyoya

Pandora Hearts;

Alice

Lottie

Echo

Persona 5;

Makoto

Futaba

Rokuhodou;

Tsubaki

Sanrio Boys;

Yuu

Kouta

SPOP;

Entrapta

Perfuma

Sirius the Jaegar;

Yuliy

Dorothea

Sky Wizards Academy;

Misora

Chloe

Slow Start;

Tama

Hana

SAO;

Lizbeth

Tada Never Falls in Love;

Teresa

Alex

Piano Forest;

Reiko

Takako

Toji no Miko;

Suzuka

Kanami

Mai

Ellen

Tsukipro;

Tsubasa

Sora

Eichi

Vampire Knight;

Ruka

VNC;

Vanitas

Violet Evergarden;

Violet

Vocaloid;

Luka

IA

Sora

Wise Man's Grandchild;

Maria

Alice

Rin

Wotakoi;

Narumi

Yamada and the Seven Witches;

Rika

Meiko

Yuuna and the Haunted Hot Springs;

Yuuna

Chisaki

Yaya

UtaPri;

Tomo

Bleach;

Rukia

Yachiru

One Piece;

Nami

Vivi

Robin

Conis

Laki

Beyblade Burst;

Zac

Ukyo

Nika

Noragami;

Kofuku

Durarara;

Erika

Owari no Seraph;

Shinoa

Charlie Bone;

Olivia

Yu-Gi-Oh;

Blue Angel

Trickstar Holly Angel

[mathiero]

mans fallen in love 

isayama why do u have to hurt them and us

[flyby303]

Yes, thank you Sasha.

[reinerbraunprotectionsquad]

So I got bored and decided to make the main 104th kiddos to the best of my abilities using Bitmoji and here are my results:

Eren:

Armin: 

Mikasa:

Jean:

Marco:

Reiner:

Bertholdt:

Annie:

Ymir:

Historia:

Sasha:

Connie:

[nova2kss]

Wondering if you could do a fic with connie who is clingy and obsessed with the reader some fluff and smut if possible 😊

ofc i can bae!

pairings: domincan!connie x black fem!reader

cw: smut, fluff, cursing,pet names, squirting

Novas notes: not proofread, thanks for the request and keep em coming 😘, minors dni, support black blogs!

"connie if i have to tell you one more tim-"

" shhh" your boyfriend put his finger to your lips

you had some work to do and he had been touching up on you all from the time you woke up, to the time you sat down at your desk to attempt to finish your essay.

" i just wanna be your skin mami" he spoke again, he got on his knees under the desk just so he can wrap his arms around your belly.

you just sighed at the clingy acts of you're boyfriend, it wasn't anything new

he's been like this since forever.

"i know baby and you can be as soon as i finish this essay, yea?" you said rubbing his freshly dyed buzz cut.

" mhm mhm" he shook his head laying it againt your stomach again

" i can be with you while you finish this essay" his hands were rubbing up against your bare back, now under the over-sized shirt you wore you shivered from how cold his hands were"

"connie, baby the more you distract me, the longer its gonna take me to finish and then i cant give you all the attention you want."

"i don't careee" he looked up at you

"constance-" you tried to respond but he cut you off by lifting up your shirt and putting his head on your stomach.

" i just wanna touch you mami"

you sighed defeated knowing your boyfriend wasn't gonna let up what so ever and decide to finish typing your essay

or atleast attempt to.

you couldn't focus with the way connie was licking and sucking everywhere on your stomach no matter how hard you tried not to pay attention to him.

he was constantly removing one inch of your hard flesh with a pop and moving on the the next with a long lick across

and the way he was groaning against your skin while pulling you closer to him was really getting to your head, and your core.

"constance." you said as you stop typing to look down at your man that was still under your shirt

'' shit, you smell so good' he said with a small laugh before continuing to attack your stomach

"COnstance oh my god" you yelped trying to scold him but it turned out more needy than anything. when he bit the inside of your panty line

when he heard you get louder he quickly gripped your panties with his teeth and took his hands from around your waist to place them on the ends of your shirt.

he slowly took of your panties with his teeth to reveal the sticky arousal coating you're slit and the chair below you.

and you had utterly disregarded everything about that essay and you were no focused on the man whose head was in between your breathing against your throbbing clit.

he started by kissing on your thighs to right above your clit making you whine

"connie pleasee"

he lifted your shirt up

" you gotta show me where you want me to lick it mami, can you do that for me?" he said while inserting his long finger into you making you moan out.

" can you ma?"

" yessss... fuck yes!" you threw your head back from the immense amount of pleasure you got from his one finger alone

" yea ma show me where you want it" he said kissing at you're thighs before spitting on your clit ripping out another moan.

"mhm hmm" he mumbled incoherent words while slowly kissing down your thighs and lifting your leg onto your shoulder before he came up

" put me where you want me" he said sticking his tongue which gave you a good look at the little pink metal ball sitting right at the tip of his tounge.

you grabbed the back of his head and brought him straight to your dripping essence before putting his tongue right on your slit which made him lick a long stripe up.

you could feel that metal ball on your swollen clit and it made you moan from the friction your core ached for.

from there he took the lead inserting another finger into you and full on making out with your clit

he took his fingers out of your hole before sinking his tongue into it.

if he was gonna taste you he wanted all of you.

"ngugg fuckkk connie.. oh my goddd fuck!"

your hands still centered at the back of his hand pushing his head deeper into your pussy

his nose brushing right against your clit not even giving himself a chance to breathe, he hooked his arms onto your arms and pulled you closer to his face.

he just wanted to indulge in you, he loved everything about you and he seriously just wanted to be in your skin all hours of the day.

and they way he was moaning into your core while slobbering and suckering all on your clit was enough to make you let him.

"a-ah fuckkkk.... im gonna cummm"

he looked at you taking in your beautiful features looking all fucked out, mouth agape, eyes rolled, head thrown back, while you were gripping everything you could.

he put both of your legs around his neck so he could catch all the sweet juices that were getting ready to flow over all into his face and god knows he could wait

so he flicked the metal ball even faster against your clit waiting for his paradise to come flowing into his face.

and it did.

the way moaned his named as you came undone was so heavenly to him

" oh shit.. thats right mami put all that shit in my face"

he dove back into your core trying to catch all the juices making you scream from the over stimulation.

he was moaning against you until you pushed his shoulders, which made him come up with a laugh.

" look at this big ass mess you made baby" he said laughing, you looked up at him noticing how damn near his whole face was soaked including his sweats which you noticed the big bulge in, and the floor.

" damn i drowned you huh?" you responded laughing at how wet he was

he got up and picked you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist.

" yup" he said with a big grin on his face making you laugh, because he was genuinely so happy about getting soaked in your juices.

he tossed you on the bed

" now do it again but on my dick"

novas notes: did we like it? lmfoaoa , also i wrote this in one day which was surprising asfk

[magnificentpatrolstudent]

they catch y/n dancing 💕💃

aot x reader 

Eren

As Eren approached the door to your apartment, he could faintly hear the music you were blasting from inside the kitchen. He had offered to pick up the takeout you guys ordered from your favorite Indian place that, sadly, doesn’t deliver. He strolled into the kitchen to find you absolutely going insane to Kesha’s “Your Love is My Drug.” You didn’t notice your boyfriend walk in and Eren didn’t announce his arrival. Instead, he watched you while trying to contain his laughter but he couldn’t keep it in for very long. “How long have you been standing there?!” you stood frozen, mortified. “No, keep going!” Eren said as he threw his head back and cackled. He started mimicking your moves and, against your will, laughter escaped your lips and you both spiraled into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. 

Armin 

“Gimme a sec, love. I’ll be right back.” You and Armin had been watching a movie when he suddenly got a phone call. He recently got this fancy new internship and you assumed it was his supervisor calling. Five minutes had already passed and you decided to put on a little music to pass the time and walked to the kitchen to get more snacks. With Khalid’s “Skyline” turned way up on your Airpods, you couldn’t stand still if you tried. Soon you were doing the whole ass choreography from the music video as Armin watched you from the staircase. Mans whips out his phone and starts recording you, wanting to capture the hilariously adorable moment. When you realize he’s watching you, you erupt in laughter and literally run into the other room out of embarrassment. “No sweetie, you were amazing!” he calls while running after you.  

Jean

“Yesss, I love this song,” you said as you jammed out to your phone’s ring tone, not even checking to see who was calling you. “Why isn’t y/n answering her phone?” Jean thought as his eyebrows furrowed together. He could literally hear your phone’s ringtone--NLE Choppa’s “Slut me out” which he picked out for you as a joke but you kept it--playing from the living room. He wanted to ask if you wanted butter or just salt on the popcorn he was making but didn’t want to walk his lazy ass to the living room. When he walked in to see you absolutely busting it down, he doubled over with laughter and joined you. When Jean started trying to twerk, you laughed so hard you actually had to wipe away tears. So much for the movie, you got out your speaker and you guys were now too busy having a dance party.

Connie 

You were at Connie’s place having a Mario Kart tournament. After an hour, Connie got up to use the bathroom and you took it upon yourself to switch out Mario Kart for Wii Sports. After you inserted the disc, the snazzy Wii Sports music filled the room and you didn’t even notice yourself dancing along. When Connie spotted you from the hallway, he ran to his room to grab the disco light. You laughed as he turned the lights on and reached for the remote to turn that shit up. “Ay, since when did the Wii music go this hard?” Connie said as he copied your robot moves. “No idea, but next time we have a party I’m playing this,” you said as grabbed his hand and twirled him around, giggling. 

Levi

Spring was just around the corner so, naturally, Levi recruited you to help him do a deep clean of his already spotless apartment 🙃. Your mans enjoys a silent cleaning sesh, but you needed some music to keep you going so you suggested that you clean the kitchen while he finished up the bathroom. After scrolling through your Spotify for a minute, you clicked on Burna Boy’s “On The Low” and got to wiping the countertop. It started with swaying your hips along to the beat but before long you were giving a whole Beyonce-tier concert. You didn’t hear Levi as he walked into the kitchen and he was literally shocked to see you using the cleaning spray as a microphone and dancing away. When you finally noticed him, you were so startled that you nearly tripped. You both looked at each other in silence for a solid five seconds before you both broke into laughter. “Tch,” Levi suppressed a smile and shook his head, “at this rate this place will never get this place cleaned.”

[oh-katsuki]

Jealousy (Connie x Reader)

phases of love collab | masterlist

Pairing: Connie x Reader

Summary: You take Sasha’s place. 

Content Warnings: Implied aot ending spoilers, smut, angst, character death (reader), some fluff, romantic sex, slight cockwarming, drugs / alcohol

Word Count: 3.6k

A/N: This hurt me to write so I hope it hurts to read. Thank you so much to @dande-lion​ and @eremiie who beta-read this and gave me so many suggestions because I didn’t like the way I worded it. I would not have been able to be happy with this without you, ILYSM

For @mikaberries​ collab! Thanks for letting me participate!

Connie’d never loved like this before. He can’t recall a single time in his life that he’s felt so truly connected to someone, so deeply ingrained in someone else’s being that he doesn’t know who he’d be without them. 

Connie had you wrapped in his body, dick buried in you so deep and legs intertwined so gently. His delicate fingers sunk into your skin as one wrapped around your waist, the other around your head. There was nothing rough about tonight, nothing exemplary or particularly outstanding except for the fact that he was hopelessly in love with you. 

Connie was infatuated with you. He couldn’t get close enough, couldn’t feel enough of your skin against his as he fucked himself up into you with steady flicks of his hips. You felt so good around him, hips grinding to meet his with gentle moans. He wishes he could have this moment forever, wrap it up and keep it in his pocket so he can feel it whenever he needs to. The way your gummy walls hugged him or how you breathed in low and deep sighs with each of his thrusts. 

“So beautiful…” He exhaled against your skin, pulling back to take the hand from your head and run his thumb along the plump skin of your cheek. 

You gave him a lazy smile, eyebrows furrowed together in focus and pleasure as he leaned in to kiss you. It was delicate at first, pumping into you slowly, keeping up his sluggish pace. Connie was taking you in, appreciating the feel of your lips on his and the way you tasted like sweat and sex and something akin to cinnamon. 

Connie wasn’t working towards a goal, arm wrapped lazily around your body, sticky with sweat while he admired your feel.That was the best way to put it— he was simply letting you both admire each other’s feeling, whispering sweet nothings, he just wanted to love you. So he fucked into you languidly, mind clouded over and head spinning. 

He could remember clearly every moment like this he’d had with you and he was about to lock away this one with the first time he saw you, your first kiss, your first time. He doesn’t know why this moment in particular strikes him so deeply, but the way you look and your cunt fluttering around him has his heart swelling with love and pride. 

You’re his. 

There was nothing to be discontent with, no doubt seeded in his heart about another man, no jealousy bubbling in his gut. You were only his and he knew it, he could feel it in the desperate little sighs of his name as you came closer to your high, heat building in your stomach as the candle beside the bed dimmed as it burned through its wick. 

The two of you had been like this for hours, Connie unwilling to let you go until he’d felt you come undone around him so much that he’s all you think about— you’re all he thinks about. He was already all you thought about though, already taking up the most space in your mind even when you weren’t creaming around him. Still, you couldn’t complain, so wrapped in his smell and feel that you let him keep rutting his hips into you, arms looped around his body and fingers digging into the muscles of his back. 

But it’s true, Connie’s love for you was incredible and you felt it with every stroke of his big hand against you, in the way your skin buzzed as if it were whispering its own sweet words between his. Words of praise whispered over the pillow, lips brushing past each other’s ear to mumble quiet “I love you’s” that rattle through each other's bodies like coins down a well. 

When you finally came undone in a steady rise, like water bubbling delicately over the edge of a too-full container, you whimpered, teeth sinking into the muscle of his shoulder. Your legs trembled as he held you tightly, slowing his movements and letting you bury your face into him, looking for anything to ground you as your body rolled. 

Connie loved your voice, the whine of his name that spilled from your lips and the way your cunt clenched around him, pillowy and soft. He loved you and with that profound knowledge, soon met his own high with a stutter of his hips, cumming deep into you as he buried himself to the hilt. 

You stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each other, Connie unmoving within you as you panted against each other before your breathing fell into an even rhythm. How was he supposed to let you go? How could he be expected to pull out and let you pad to the toilet. It would only be a few minutes but he found himself dreading the moment you stirred in his arms. He’d let you meld yourself to him like this if it were possible. 

“You know that I’ve got to get up.” You chuckled into his chest, turning your head to glance to the nightstand. “And I’d like to get up before that candle burns through and I have to stumble through the dark.” 

It was growing dim, nearing the end of its life span as it casted a low light across the bedroom. Connie’s desk was faintly illuminated in the corner but you were focused on the way the light danced over his features, displaying the apples of his cheeks that rounded with his smile. 

“I know,” he sighed, pulling you closer, “just don’t wanna let you go right now.” 

“You big baby, it’s only a few minutes.” You say, peeling yourself from him and pulling him out of you gently. 

He was soft already, but the act itself was intimate and you could feel the way he started to spill out of you as you moved to the other side of the room, wrapping a robe around yourself before leaving the bedroom. 

Connie watched you as you left, admiring your hips and your figure as you receded into the darkness. How had he gotten so lucky? He somehow managed to snag the girl the entire regiment was crazy for, and– as you both moved through the ranks– managed to fall so irrevocably in love with you that he’s forgotten who he was without you. 

Still, he wouldn’t trade it for the world, wouldn’t trade you for the world. 

He was deep in thought by the time you returned to bed, discarding the robe and snuggling up beside his naked figure. 

Of all the things that had changed recently, you hadn’t. You remained the woman he loved more than anything, still smiling. He remembers the way you’d joke with your friends and squad, evenings spent laughing at a pub with all of the captains after your promotion. 

Every major event of his life had been spent with you and you both had made it out clean, more appreciative of the love you shared. Connie cherished every part of you, every fleeting moment with you. 

And he was certain that he’d do it for the rest of his life. 

---

They’d suspected that Eren had gone awol. That he’d gone off on his own. Connie should have stopped him, they could have talked some sense into him before he fled to Marley, attacking a congregation of world leaders and forcing the Scout Regiments hand. 

You both had separated so quickly, each moving away from each other in your own individual squadrons without so much as a stay safe. You both always did. Connie couldn’t have imagined that you’d be one of the six who didn’t make it home. 

He couldn’t have guessed that the child would sneak aboard the ship and point the rifle toward Sasha’s chest. But Connie could have predicted the way you jumped in front of her, moving before you had time to think to shield his best friend from the shot. 

Connie would never forget the look in your eyes as your blood seeped and pooled onto the cold floor of the airship, his warm hands pressed to your cooling chest, covered in a thick layer of your blood. You looked content, the same look you’d flash at him before any expedition. You were at peace and you smiled up at him. A far too pleased smile for someone who was slipping from Connie’s hands faster than he could process— faster than he wanted you to. How could you be smiling? He was losing you. 

 It was like you to take a shot for a friend. You always put your comrades before yourself like that.

You and Sasha were both brave that way, the only difference being that today, Sasha would return home to her lover and you would not. Your body would stay in the morgue for the night before they placed you six feet below the ground in a graveyard not far from where you lived. 

How is it that you could be so close so far away at the same time?  He’d never get to feel your body against his again, never hear your laugh that rings like chimes on a spring day, and looking at your grave after the funeral procession, he could only think about how quickly your blood had cooled on the floor of the airship. Connie stared at the fresh dirt under the headstone, trying to bring anything but your lifeless eyes to mind. He tried to think of your smile, of the crinkle in your eye whenever he’d say something stupid, but instead he was reminded of the uncharacteristically stiff way your body laid in the airship and the wan tone of your skin as your precious years drained from your face. 

---

As time passed jealousy bled into Connie’s life. Slowly at first, in the waning hours of the morning when he’d be awake and full of drink. He found himself thinking about you constantly, your picture flashing through his mind with startling clarity. 

He’d wake up in the middle of the night, grabbing at the sheets beside him– searching for you, wondering in his half asleep state where you’d gone, only to be reminded that this time you weren’t coming back to bed. You’d no longer take your trips to the bathroom and you were much farther away than a few minutes. Instead, he was reminded that he’d have to spend a lifetime without you. 

A lifetime without your presence. How unfathomable. So he buried himself in drink, in alcohol, in fighting a war he no longer had a reason to fight. It was bearable that way, his days without you. He was occupied. Working until his hands shook and his feet ached, then drinking to quell the pain. It was all he knew in those following days, working for a peace you’d never know, drinking to forget your time together, sleeping in hopes that he’d see you in another world. But the next world wasn’t for him. Life mercilessly kept him alive, despite his carelessness in the fight.

When the war finally ended and things came to a quiet halt, everything became harder. Eldia rebuilt its streets, patching up the wounds that battle had left on it, and with the power of the titans gone, Eldians were negotiating their terms of peace and fighting the good fight to total freedom. Connie found it difficult now to focus on anything but your absence. 

He’d move down the cobbled streets of Marley and be reminded of you at every turn, reminded of something you’d never get to see. He thought of your plans for the future and the way you’d agreed to marry him once peace finally came, but peace came and went without you. 

The summer months in Marley were the most beautiful. They brought couples and children and laughter. You’d have loved them. In between peace negotiations, Connie would let himself wander through the streets. Why he even bothered to go outside? He had no clue, but he still did it everyday without fail, wandering until he ended up in the same place he always did. He’d find a seat in the park and watch the couples, listening to the way the ocean sounded as it beat against the shore. 

It was supposed to make him feel better, supposed to remind him that things were okay now. But all he felt was unimaginable rage. A rage that grew brighter with each gust of wind and each rustle of leaves. Each happy chuckle of passing couples and each aimless laughter of stumbling children. Connie was jealous, perpetually and undeniably. 

He was jealous of the time the two of you never got. Jealous of the people who would spend their lifetimes with their lovers and get to cradle their children. Jealous of his own time, the years he had left ticking by slowly and twisting the knife in his gut with each turn of the month on a calendar. He was jealous of Marco who was no doubt with you now, jealous of Erwin and Miche and anyone they’d ever lost because they were with you.

Why did everyone else get so much time? What made them so different from you? Connie couldn’t understand a world where someone else deserved to survive to see the end when you didn’t, where people other than the two of you got enough time to live out their lives. 

Connie didn’t have that luxury and you surely didn’t either. 

The weight piled on, the greed, disgust, and envy weighed on his shoulders like boulders. A person can only take so much, can only struggle for so long under such a profound feeling. 

It was the day the negotiations were finished, the day the war came to a true end and Eldians were no longer discriminated against legally, that he broke. 

He fell to his knees in his temporary apartment after getting home and seeing the bare walls, the ones that lacked pictures because he’d never gotten to take any of you. You would have loved today, would have pulled him into the living room to dance or even invited all of your remaining friends to your shared apartment to celebrate. Connie could practically hear you telling him to appreciate the day, your voice chiming like bells in the recesses of his mind. It was haunting. 

“Fuck!” He shouted, slamming his fist onto the counter and collapsing to the floor as sobs wracked through his body. 

His friends had followed him to his apartment, worried for him. They had been for a while and today was the breaking point, watching him sway down the steps of the courthouse without so much as a word. They could hear him crying through the walls, hear the guttural cries that seemed to push through him so angrily. 

Connie’s stomach was twisting in painful knots, it was years of being tired, years of missing you crumbling all at once in a crescendo of anger and unimaginable grief. He was sick, his heart wrenched in his chest, hammering against his ribcage, something your heart could no longer do. 

It was sickening, how his bones wracked and how his shoulder shook with every shuddering sob. His own walls were finally let down and his veiled emotions crashed over him appallingly fast. How did he carry around this weight, this grief, for so long? 

Connie couldn’t pick his head up from his hands when his friends came in, ushering themselves past the entrance to crouch on the floor with him, Jean’s arm bracing his frame and helping to keep him upright. They let him cry like that for a long while, letting the sounds echo through an apartment that should have had you in it. 

They all missed you, but they had already done their mourning. In doing so, they’d left Connie behind to fend for himself. Left him alone like you had. 

“She’s watching from somewhere, Connie.” Jean’s voice piped up, low and reassuring.

“Y’know-” Connie choked out, sniffling. “Everyone talks so much about this a-afterlife.”

Another sob wracks through him. 

“About his place where the dead go once they’ve finished their time here.” He was shouting now, voice rising. 

“I just wish that maybe there was some fucking proof that she’s still there.” His fists balled up against the floor. This time Connie doesn’t try to stop the cries to talk, he pauses to let himself sob before speaking again. “Because right now I can’t find a single reason to believe she’s out there and I don’t know what I’d do if I never got to see her again.”

“How the fuck am I supposed to move on? How do I carry this weight? How can I keep taking steps forward when she’s not at the end?” Connie’s eyes snap up to Jean, his hand coming to grab his wrist. 

His eyes were pleading, crying for an answer, something, somebody to tell him that there was something to look forward to. That you would be at the end of this stupid game called life. His  voice came up from the deepest recesses of his body. Eyebrows pulled up in anguish, eyes glassy with tears that refused to let up as he peered into his best friend’s eyes. Connie knew he couldn’t answer, knew that there was no one secret to getting through this, that he’d have to power through on his own. But he was so angry, so exhausted from fighting. 

“Why did it have to be her!” He gasps, eyes going wide as realization courses through his shaking body. “Why didn’t she get more time, why didn’t she get to fucking see today?! Why was it me? _____ would have known what to say today, would have had the perfect words. I’ve never had them, never had anything to say.” 

Connie inhaled deeply, blinking until limpid tears decorated the fabric of his uniform. “I need her here. I need her.” 

That was the last thing he said that night, letting himself cry on the floor in the company of his friends who tried in vain to calm him. He raged against fate, body heaving in tremendous sobs that left his chest feeling emptier than before, inhaling in great pulls because with each cry he could feel the water flooding his lungs. Invading, violating, and wretched with every wail. Everything served as a reminder for his jealousy, ugly and painful in its existence. 

Connie knows you’d have hated this. 

Could you see him right now? Were you watching in the months to come as he hit his lowest low before slowly starting to pick himself back up, finally formally forgiving Gabi even though he hadn’t blamed her for a long while. 

It took a long time for him to gain that semblance of normalcy and once he returned to Eldia from overseas, he went straight to your grave, finally able to face your name scrawled on the headstone once again. Connie hadn’t expected it, but with time the jealousy faded into a dull ache. He spent hours in the graveyard that day, staying with you until the sun had long set over the horizon and the air nipped at his skin. Connie would take any time he could have with you, even if it was like this. And as he sat there talking about the newfound peace, he hoped you could hear him. 

He was filled with regrets about you. He wishes he had made you laugh more or studied the way you threw your head back in a smile because after so many years the memory had faded to little more than a silhouette. Connie wished he had taken pictures of you, kissed you on the day he met you, married you. But he couldn’t.

Connie wondered if you were watching him all the time. Did you watch his healing, the way he picked himself back up after being shattered and broken for so long. Maybe he’d glued part of you to him when he patched himself up, maybe he still gets to carry some of you with him in the corner of his heart he knows is reserved for you.

Did you see the day he met her? The woman he’d marry one day. She’d caught his eye because she reminded him so much of you, especially in her smile. Connie couldn’t help but think you’d had something to do with it, some cosmic influence that led her to him. 

He thought of you on his wedding day as his bride moved down the aisle, radiant in her beauty. Connie loved her the way he loved you, deeply and honestly. He thought of you the day his first child was born and on every day after that because he saw you in every part of his little girl. He saw you in the way she laughed and the way she ate, the way she stood up after scraping her knee to keep running. 

Connie told his wife about you, about the love he lost, and his daughter thought of you as family, despite never meeting you. Your name fell from his family’s lips so often that it was like you’d never left this world in the first place. 

He healed, Finally, time began moving again and that sickening envy slipped from his veins like melting ice. He was no longer jealous. 

He still goes to your grave, every Sunday. He brings his family and sits his daughter on his lap to tell stories about you, about every aspect of you. Partly because he wants her to know, but also so that he can remember. It’s like a prayer, uttering your name as they sit in the grass that had long grown over the dirt with such reverence, such adoration. 

The wind moves through the trees, shaking leaves from their late summer bloom and Connie swears he can hear you laughing, deep and rich and so like you. 

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AOT HEADCANON: their fav fruits

Mentioned: Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Reiner, Hange

!Back on my stupid headcanons!

Not edited. I’m posting this as I’m starting class LOL

Eren: Eren is a big banana and blueberry boy. He chokes down bananas in like three bites, puts them in smoothies AT ROOM TEMP 😭 eren gives me room temperature fruit smoothie vibes and I don’t love it. He’ll buy a bunch unripe bananas and then eat his ripe batch so that in a few days he can new ripe bananas. He dumps so many blueberries in his oatmeal

Armin: Armin loves yellow peaches and nectarines. They’re seasonal, and there’s a finite window where they’re fresh, and perfectly ripe. It’s a challenge every spring/summer for Armin and he loves to bake with them, putting them in a pie or making jams with them so he can remember the taste of his favourite fruits in the winter. He ACHES to go to farmers markets and buy loads of fresh fruit every year

Mikasa: Mikasa likes pomegranates seeds. Mikasa usually buys them from the frozen section of grocery stores and will usually treat herself to a bowl of them at the end of the night. They’re crunchy, cold, and tarte. Sometimes she’ll drown them in cranberry juice or orange juice for extra sweetness but Mikasa will throw down a bag of pomegranate seeds in 3 days, easily.

Jean: Jean loves bananas and raspberries. Jean LOVES raspberries, they remind him of his childhood and everytime he buys a container he eats them slowly — treating them as if they’re rare gold. Then he realizes, he’s an adult, and he lives alone. He can eat as many raspberries as he wants becuase he’s the only one who’s going to eat them. Jean loves bananas on peanut butter toast, or in a protein shake. He freezes them and makes gym bro pseudo desserts with them — that Splenda, xyntham gum, banana “ice cream” shit

Connie: Connie loves mangos and pineapple. Connie DIES for a good mango, he loves them. He’s obsessed with mangoes as they are but you give him mango pudding, candies, DRIED MANGO, he’s going in. He loves the McDonald’s mango pineapple smoothie even if it’s not real fruit. And he’ll gorge on pineapple until he gets canker sores all over his mouth

Sasha: Sasha loves berries… she’s a berry girl, tell me otherwise! She’ll eat an entire container of strawberries if they’re ripe— stem and all. There is no wasting with her. Blackberries and raspberries are her favourite to eat in the summer time and she finds ways to put them in everything. In drinks, in oatmeal, desserts, she’s *tried* to make jam but usually gets Armin to help her.

Reiner: Reiner is a melon man for sure. Watermelon, cantaloupe, honey dew, canary melon. He loves them all. He’ll do the dad tap on all the watermelons a — trying to see which ones are ripe 💀✋🏼 he finds the process of depitting the honey dew and cantaloupe really satisfying too! If he really tried he could break a watermelon w this thighs

Hange: Hange likes cherries. They WILL eat an entire bag if they’re unsupervised. Hange loves making cherry pies — depitting each cherry and sugaring them to make a pie for Levi which he will not eat becuase it’s too sweet for him. They don’t really make it for Levi though — it’s more about Hange’s desire to conquer every domestic activity ever.

[miekasa]

how would the aot babies take care of you/cheer you up when your sick?

Levi makes sure you’ve got everything you need, and then some. The first thing on the list is a shower; he knows you might feel like hell, and it doesn’t have to be a long one if you’ve got a headache, but you need to take one, nonetheless. It’s not a matter of cleanliness, it’s about your mental state. He’ll remind you to take Advil every few hours, get you warm drinks and water, and make sure you rest; all the basics. He’ll set up a humidifier in your room if you’re feeling stuffy, and he’d make food for you, too, so that you’ve got something to eat. Takes care of anything you might need, whether it might be chores, emailing your professor/boss about late work, or running errands for you. Honestly, he’s not the type to really cuddle with you, knowing you probably already feel hot as it is, and it does pose a risk for germs; but he’ll stay in your room with you and read or watch a show; and once you’ve gotten past the worst of it, and are moving around a bit more, if you situate your head in his lap, he won’t move you away. 

Eren might appear hopeless, but he’s actually not that bad. One of the few things he cooks very well is a soup that his mom used to make for him when he got sick as a kid, so his first move is going to the store. He picks up anything else he thinks you need while he’s out because he doesn’t wanna have to leave you to go back to the store. Once he’s done cooking, he’ll sit with you while you eat it, and maybe even have a bowl himself. He’s got a pretty good immune system, so he doesn’t mind forgoing possible infection to lay in bed with you. He actually spends a great deal of time thinking about your symptoms and how it’s affecting your body, and how that relates to his coursework; it sucks that you’re feeling bad, but it’s kinda cool to him that he understands what’s going on with you at a molecular level. His primary goal is to make sure you’re well fed and resting; no studying, or working, or doing anything but taking it easy while he’s around. It’s really just him taking the time to lay with you and cuddle you back to health as best he can. He’d probably even give you his hoodie to stay warm (also because he likes the way you look in it), and wear one himself so you guys can match.

Mikasa’s like Levi, in that she knows exactly what to do to help you feel better, even if you think it might not help. She feels pretty bad that you’re not feeling well, and wants to make sure you’re feeling better as soon as possible. She wouldn’t want to leave you alone for too long either, so she does whatever schoolwork she can from your place, and really only leaves to go to class (after you’ve ensured her that, “I’ll be fine for two hours, Mika. You have a quiz, go.”); and she doesn’t waste time getting back to you when her lecture is over. She also encourages you to take a shower when you feel like you can stand for a bit longer, and she tries to get you out of your room a bit too; even if it’s just migrating to the couch for a few hours, the change of environment can do wonders. Kisses your forehead when you’re drifting off to sleep, and cleans up for you while you nap. 

Jean is a surprisingly good nurse, and almost clinical in how he takes care of you; he keeps track of your temperature, when you ate, and the time you took your meds in a note on his phone (“Tylenol is every 4 hours, but Advil is every 6. You can should more Tylenol now, because you’ll probably be knocked out by midnight when you’re due for more ibuprofen, baby.”) He’s always been this way, even when it came to taking care of himself, his mom, and Connie and Sasha when they’re sick (that’s when he got serious about the meds situation, because if he hadn’t stopped Connie freshman year, that idiot might have murdered his own kidneys with amount of Tylenol he was taking). He’ll cook for you, too, but he is more hesitant about being around you because he can get sick himself, and he’s a miserable thing when he’s sick; but he’s still there to care for you when you need him. He nurses you back to help pretty quickly and efficiently, and is still silently looking over you for a few days after, just to make sure you’re really free of your fever/sickness. 

Connie doesn’t get sick often, which is why he nearly overdosed on Tylenol freshman year when he was sick for the first time in five years, and away from home with no instruction; so, god bless his soul, but he’s not the best help in the medicine department. He does know how to use the internet though, so he’ll look up info if he needs to, and other remedies that might work for you. He might not be the best nurse, but you’re his baby, and he’s not just gonna leave you hanging. He’ll order food for you, watch TV/play games with you, he might even try and do some of your assignments for you bless his heart. He sets a timer after you take your medicine, and it scares the shit out of him when it goes off; he almost forgets what it’s for before he’s springing up and heading over to you with a water bottle in hand, “Babe!! Time to take more medicine!!”

If you’re sick, then there’s an 8/10 chance that Sasha is sick, too, and you both probably caught the same bug when you were out together. It sucks, but at least you’ve got a buddy to be sick with. Because you’re both already down for the count, sick cuddles are a thing, and neither of you are sure if you’re really helping the other, but at least you have each other. It makes it somewhat easier this way; you take turns ordering food, taking your meds at the same time, and you know that if she’s downing a bottle of Gatorade, then you should probably be doing the same. If you’re both really bedridden then, your best bet is to call in Jean or Mikasa for extra reinforcements. Once you’re both feeling better, she treats you to some “real food,” because living off of soup, rice, and vegetables for a week was easily the worst part of it. 

Armin doesn’t like that you’re not feeling well, but he doesn’t want to get sick, either, so he does somewhat limit his interactions with you. Trust that he’s going to care for you however he can, but if he’s going in your room, it’s probably with a mask and gloves on, and for as little time as possible. He doesn’t freak out that you’re sick tho; he understands how colds work and that you’re not on your deathbed, but he is responsible enough to know that it’s not worth getting himself infected (and forcing you to take care of him after) just to sleep next to you for the night. While you’re sick and napping, he’ll definitely take care of your coursework for you; doing whatever assignments he can, and emailing your professors about absences if you’ve missed an assessment. His grandparents probably have some age-old remedies they used on him as a kid, so he’ll call them up and ask for their advice, then do his best for you.

[leonhardt-simp]

How The AOT Girls + Hange

Comfort You.

[modern au]

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Annie Leonhardt: When you are in a bad mood then Annie will look at you more than usual and try to figure out what upset you. If you are someone who usually covers your face when you are upset then expect her to guide your face into her shoulder, she knows how you feel and wants you to know that she is there for you if you need anything. She isn’t great at comforting but she will try, she doesn’t like to see you sad.

Mikasa Ackerman: The biggest sweetheart ever, you’ll be upset and here she comes with a cold water bottle and some tissues. She does her best to find the problem and resolve it with you. She isn’t afraid to leave wherever you both are to take you home, she wants you in a comfortable space! Mikasa is your shoulder to cry on.

Sasha Braus: Not the best person to have comfort you but at least she tries! If someone made you upset then she’s calling up Connie to help take care of it. Seriously, she tries and you can give her that much. Sometimes she gets you snacks, leaving them beside you. Sasha learns that sometimes you need to be alone and she respects that! If you need her then just come up to her, she’ll give you anything you want.

Historia Reiss: Historia gets upset with you, she doesn’t like to see you sad. She ends up tearing up just a bit before denying that she’s crying. It makes you laugh a bit and now you’re both crying together and comforting one another. If someone is upsetting you then she’s not afraid to hurt their feelings, that’s what they get.

Ymir: You being upset makes Ymir so worried. Yes, she’s an ass sometimes but she’s your ass. Expect her to pull you into her chest and rubs your back. Ymir will hold you until you’re ready to talk about it. She’ll shield you from judgmental eyes and gives them cold stares. She’s not afraid to throw hands.

Hitch Dreyse: She doesn’t know what to do but she will offer tissues. If you’re crying then she will motion you to her so that you guys can leave, she doesn’t want you feeling even more overwhelmed. Hitch just wants you to be okay. She will ask questions and if you need to be left alone then she will do it. Take your time! She ain’t going anywhere.

Pieck Finger: Pieck is the best person to go to for comfort, her hugs are just the best. She is just so warm. Comforting whispers are always a thing with her, she will just tell you all the right things. She will even offer to cuddle up and just take a relaxing nap with you. Those naps are the best because she will always hold you and just lightly massage your scalp, humming softly. All your worries just melt away.

Yelena: Yelena is very protective of you, she sees that you are upset and immediately springs into action to figure out why. “What’s wrong, love?” while she holds the sides of your face to look at her. If you don’t say anything then she just pulls you into her for a hug and won’t let you leave her space.

Hange Zoë: They don’t realize that you’re upset until you’re becoming distant and wanting to go home. When they finally realize then they are so worried! They get a little nervous because they don’t want to say something wrong by accident. Hange has their tactic of taking you on a small car ride to help ease your mind, they don’t mind blasting music and dramatically singing along to get you smiling. And it works!