asimpforarmin

[asimpforarmin]

You don't have to do this if you don't want to. But can i have the aot gang with a y/n who gets paid very well but works during the night and sleeps in the day but not on their bed mostly on the couch, how would they react? Again you don't have to do this if you're not taking request or to busy.☺

Character(s): Armin Arlert, Connie Springer, Bertholdt Hoover, Jean Kirstein, Mikasa Ackerman

Genre: Fluff kinda, modern!au

Warnings: None

A/n: YES OMG MY FIRST REQUEST THANK YOU!!!! This is such a good idea I had so much fun writing it out! ☺️ I’m sorry I got this out so late 😖 I tried to get it out Saturday but I’ve just had a busy week. Also I apologize if ur a Sasha simp, I just couldn't think of something for her for the life of me.

💛 Armin

You two had just moved in at roughly the same time you got promoted.

Armin was ecstatic for you until you told him your new work hours.

For the first couple days you two were in the same home, you slept in the same bed, but that changed when you needed to go back to work.

After you were done with your first day, you were absolutely exhausted, having stayed up late to finish your shift. Because of this, you collapsed on the couch and it just became a habit.

You get home at like 7 in the morning, roughly an hour after Armin wakes up. He never gets to see you anymore, it seems like you’re not there.

Your back starts hurting from sleeping on the couch and when you tell Armin this, he starts sleeping there so you’re forced to sleep in the bed.

When you’re sleeping and he’s home, he does a lot of the chores. Even though he knows you’re getting enough sleep and your schedule’s just different from his, he still wants to make things easier for you.

He starts altering his schedule so you can spend more time together. He tries to get different hours at work and tries to get you to bed with him.

He doesn’t want to ask you to do something because it isn’t your fault and he just feels like he’s being clingy.

He does eventually tell you what’s been on his mind, but only after you ask him.

Afterwards, you take a break from work. You have a lot of vacation days saved up so you use some of them to take Armin on a roadtrip to the beach.

From then on, you make sure to make time for him and get different hours soon.

💛 Connie

He’s alright with you being up in the day and asleep in the night, he’ll excuse you not being able to spend as much time with him, but he draws the line if you start slacking in self-care.

He knows you get paid well and you’re good at your job, but he still wants you to be happy and safe.

He finds creative ways to get what he wants.

He asks you to start coming to bed instead of sleeping on the couch. You agree, but ultimately end up on the couch again.

The next day when you’re at work, he puts sand and rocks all over the couch so you either have to a) deal with it when you’re tired or b) come to bed.

So you come to bed and he cuddles you and thanks you for it.

On your days off, he takes you on dates and tries to cook for you.

I say “tries” because the last time he cooked, he set off the smoke alarm.

He loves spending time with you when you’re not working. Whether it be one of your hobbies or something he wants to do.

When you’re at work, he’s usually sleeping, but sometimes when he can’t, he starts thinking about more ways to spend time with you.

After some weird workarounds of your schedule, he just asks you about it.

He finally voices those concerns he has for you and he feels as if a weight has been lifted off his shoulders.

Afterwards, you take into account just how much you cherish him and wouldn’t want to upset him.

💛 Bertholdt

Since you stay at home for your work, Bertholdt thought he would be able to spend more time with you, but it was quite the opposite.

You worked at your desk all night and either slept in your chair or the couch because it’s closer than the bed.

During the day, Bertholdt keeps everything quiet. If he turns on the tv, he has the volume low or has headphones in.

He also takes away any dishes you might not have cleaned up. He doesn’t do the dishes while you’re asleep though, because that makes a lot of noise.

He doesn’t stay up as late as you, but he is more of a night owl.

If he’s still awake, he makes you both a drink, bringing it to you and checking in on how you’re doing.

He checks on you a lot. He’s just irrationally thinking you’re not taking care of yourself.

He’ll come in every once in a while and kiss your head or see what you’re doing. Then, before he leaves, he’ll ask you to come to bed tonight.

Some nights he stays up a couple hours longer so he can carry you to bed if you sleep on the couch again.

If it’s one of those nights and you do decide to go to bed, he’ll just pretend that he’s not tired or couldn’t sleep.

It’s rather easy to see through him though.

He’s willing to do a lot to keep you comfortable. By the time you’re awake, he’s made breakfast already. He just wants to make your day easier.

💛 Jean

At first it didn’t bother him that you were at work so much.

He stays up late too so your schedule doesn’t really impact his.

But soon, he notices how little you guys are talking. You don’t come to bed anymore and don’t really talk to him because you have to stay up hours after he goes to bed.

He asks you if maybe you could get your hours changed or if you can somehow make your sleep schedule more like his.

You say you’ll try but nothing really changes.

So, he takes it into his own hands.

He just keeps asking and begging you about it.

Then, one day he calls you while you’re at work, asking what you’re doing.

You say you’re not doing much, so he drives over and texts you he’s here to pick you up.

Since you’re on break, you go out to see what he needs and he has a bouquet of roses in the passenger seat and says he’s ready to take you on a date.

At first, you decline, but he keeps insisting. You give in and text your few coworkers that you need to leave. They can handle a night without you.

He didn’t think this would actually work so when you ask where you’re going, he has no clue. It’s very early in the morning so not many things are still open.

He decides to just go to the store, get some food, and go back home to watch a movie with you.

You fall asleep together on the bed. When you wake up, you realize just how much you’ve been missing out on, so you request your hours be changed.

💛 Mikasa

Mikasa never knew why you were always up at late hours of the night and wouldn’t respond to her during the day. She just thought you were a night owl until she stayed over for the first time.

It was a hassle to try to figure out when she could be over because of your unconventional schedule so she just ended up arriving at some odd hour of the night.

It was a day off for you so Mikasa came over and you both watched a movie on the couch. She fell asleep during it, and you had to somehow get out from under her without waking her up.

Once she did wake up, you talked for a while and it got brought into conversation how you sleep on the couch a lot.

She didn’t think much of it until she started coming over more and eventually moved in.

Whenever she find you on the couch, she’ll gently wake you up and try to coax you to bed.

If that doesn’t work, or you’ve had a hard day, she’ll just pick you up and take you there.

Anything you need she will bring you.

You forgot your lunch? She will drive out there in the dead of night just to give it to you. You need to go somewhere but you’re tired? She’s on it. She’s happy to help you out because she knows a job during the night can be taxing.

But, if it gets too bad, she’ll just insist you quit your job. She cares about you and doesn’t want your job to keep you from being as happy as you can.

[asimpforarmin]

You Deserve the World 💛

Content: Bertholdt Hoover x Reader, Season 2 and onwards spoilers!!!

Summary: You sacrifice Reiner in order to save Bertholdt.

WC: 865

Genre: Angst, hurt comfort kinda

Warnings: Spoilers, canon typical descriptions of gore.

You flinched awake as you felt something hit your face. Opening your eyes and moving it, you realize it’s Bertholdt’s hand. You sit up to look at what’s happening, another nightmare. He’s whimpering and kicking his legs, face twisted with discomfort and fear.

“Hey…” You gently push his arm, trying to wake him, but that just makes him start thrashing around more. “Bertholdt, hey, c’mon.” You cup the side of his face and start shaking his shoulder. His eyes shoot open as he sits up, clutching the sheets. He’s in a cold sweat, gasping for air as he stares down at the blanket. He looks at you as you light a candle, illuminating the room and making it easier to see him. “Same one?” you ask.

“Yeah…” He looks back down, “I don’t know why it’s always that one.”

You frown, laying back down and extending your arms, “Come here.” It takes him a minute, but he accepts your embrace and rests his head in the crook of your neck. “I love you, Bertholdt.”

“I love you too.” You pause a moment, thinking about if saying this would distress him even more, but you ultimately say it.

“It’s not your fault, you’re not fully in control.”

Bertholdt lets out a defeated sigh, “It’s hard to believe that, their blood is on my hands.”

“But you were forced to do it. You’re not evil.”

“I don’t deserve you, Y/n.” He wraps his arms tight around you.

“You deserve the world, Bertholdt.” You run your fingers through his hair as his breath starts shaking and he starts crying into you.

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You didn’t even want to think about what you had just done, but you were. You have nowhere to go now, no one to blame. You can’t fit into either side of this war.

Your feet hung over the side of some distant part of Wall Maria. Head in your hands, you cried. It started as a small whimper, slowly turning into this amalgamation of choked screams and sobs wracking your body. You could barely breathe, feeling like your lungs would collapse if you inhaled too hard.

“Hey…” Bertholdt put his arm on your shoulder. He was in horrible shape. He still had his titan marks etched into his face, limbs still healing. You turned away; the look of pure confusion and fright on his face was too much. You had to tell him, but you didn’t want him to hate you. You love him, you didn’t want to think about how he would react.

“Y/n, Hey…” He crawled closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and closing the gap between your bodies. “What happened?”

You stammered as you tried to form coherent words out of what you were thinking. He was looking at you, wide eyes glued to yours, making it even harder to think.

“Y/n, take some deep breaths.” Your silence only worried him more.

You turned to face him, embracing him in your arms, head on his shoulder. “I’m sorry… Bertholdt- I’m so, so sorry.”

“D-Did you save me?” he asked, a small smile of hope adorned on his face. You nodded, before standing up and facing away from him.

He focused his healing to his feet, wanting to stand next to you, to hold you and tell you everything was going to be okay, but he couldn’t say that without lying. You wouldn’t be having this reaction if something horrible didn’t happen. He’s never seen you walk away from him like that.

“You can go home now.” You softly speak.

“Wh-What?”

“You can go home! Back to Marley!” You yell out. “Just go! Please, I don’t want you to fight.” Your voice breaks at the last word.

He stands up, “What do you mean? I can’t just go back.” Walking towards you, he puts an arm on your shoulder. “What happened?”

You push his chest, forcing him away from you, “Just go, you can’t stay here!” You didn’t want to yell at him, you were just scared.

“How?! Do you think I’ll just go back and be accepted with open arms?! Our mission has utterly failed.” He didn’t mean to start yelling either, but he’s exasperated and confused. “Marcel’s dead, Annie’s in a crystal, Reiner’s-“ He looks you dead in the eyes, all emotion draining from his face. “Where’s Reiner?”

You closed your eyes and shifted your head in the opposite direction, turning your body with it and putting your hands on your ears, not wanting to hear his reaction.

He runs up to you, spins you around, “Y/n, please tell me- Where’s Reiner?” His frantic eyes were wide again, looking all over the place watching your reactions, lips quivering as you spoke.

“Bertholdt… there was no other way… How do you think I got you out of there?”

You saw the look in his eye, like the world had just been dragged out from underneath him. He fell to his knees, gripping onto your pants.

“Wha- You mean he’s… You-?” You nodded, causing Bertholdt to bury his face into you. You knelt down, pulling his head into your neck as you stroke his hair.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”

[asimpforarmin]

AoT Characters’ Love Languages 💛

Character(s): Sasha Braus, Armin Arlert, Bertholdt Hoover, Mikasa Ackerman

Genre: Fluff, a slight bit of angst

Warnings: Spoilers!

A/n: Sorry this is kinda short, I didn’t know what else to write so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

💛 Sasha

Acts of service, gift giving, and quality time.

One of her favorite things to do with you is go on a walk in the woods.

She spent a lot of time in the woods as a child so it’s a sort of happy place for her.

A good way to help her relax after a hard day is by taking on some of the chores she has to do or making dinner for her. She appreciates everything you do and promises to do the same when you need it.

She doesn’t follow through on all of them most of the time though. Quite often, she’ll leave a few out and procrastinate on them, until you do it yourself anyways.

Whenever you go into town, if she’s not going too, she’ll often request you get something for her. Most of the time it’s a snack or new food she hasn’t tried. When you walk in the store usually there’s some dessert that Sasha would love.

Sometimes it does break the bank, but the smile on her face when she sees it is always worth it.

💛 Armin

Quality time, physical touch, and gift giving.

When the day is winding down and you are with Armin, he loves when you either rest your head in his lap or hold him as he reads.

When he does put the book down, most nights you both cuddle and talk about your day together. It’s a time he can get things off his chest and listens as you do the same.

Holding his hand is also an effective way to tell him you love him silently.

Although he does love you showing affection to him, he’s not a fan of PDA because it just makes him blush too much.

Sometimes when he goes on walks he brings you cool rocks he finds.

He’s given you quartz, a cool spotted one, a flat one, and a heart shaped one so far. Like how you cuddle him, this is one of his silent ways of saying he loves you.

💛 Bertholdt

Words of affirmation and physical touch.

Bertholdt has a lot of emotional baggage so having someone who truly cares for him and listens to him makes him feel so supported.

If he trusts you enough, he’ll even tell you about his past and who he really is. This will make comforting him even more effective and having someone understand him is what he’s been craving all this time.

When you two cuddle, he puts his arms around yours as you lay your head on his chest. He’s big and sturdy so you can cling to him in almost any position and he won’t mind.

Even though he’ll get flustered, you should hold his hand in public. It’s a way of just telling everyone you love your boyfriend and he feels honored and happy that you’re doing so.

Run your fingers through his hair he loves it! It just makes him feel comforted and safe around you.

💛 Mikasa

Quality time and acts of service.

She does also care for some physical touch but too much can overwhelm her.

She does a lot of things for you whether you realize it or not, so it’s nice when you do something for her.

Even if it’s something small like doing a chore or helping her prepare for a mission, she values it immensely.

She’s constantly afraid she might lose you so she spends a lot of time with you. She loves to watch as you engage in your hobbies or train with you.

Speaking of training, since she has such skill in that area, she helps you perfect techniques of yours. It’s time she spends with you that gives her satisfaction and helps you.

[asimpforarmin]

armin with an s/o who has aspd? (gender neutral pronouns if it’s okay with you) i rlly like ur writing :)

I’m going to do headcanons so I can include more detail. I’m very excited to do this one since I can relate! Thank you for requesting, I hope you like it. If you’d rather have a one-shot, DM me!

-Mari <3

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(Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, ASPD (Anti-Social Personality Disorder))

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- Alright, so this boy is so supportive and understanding

- He’ll do his absolute best to do research and try to understand the disorder as best as possible

- However, he was a little confused when you told him about it since he didn’t know what ASPD was

- He doesn’t bring it up often unless you have a question, but he won’t bring it up at all if you’re not comfortable with it

- He’s also comfortable with answering any questions you may have about emotions and feelings (if you have the type that makes it harder for you to feel/understand emotions)

- He doesn’t degrade you for the disorder and he understands you can’t always control how often you lie, how much emotion you feel, your manipulation, etc. (if your type is like that)

- If you ever get so frustrated about it to the point where you have a breakdown, he’ll probably be the first person you’ll go to

- He’ll hug and comfort you and try to get you to calm down

- Considering this is probably the first relationship you’re in where you actually love the person you’re in the relationship with, a lot of this may be new to you

- Since you’re probably not used to affection and he’s really shy and awkward, there’s not going to be much affection in the relationship until one of you guys decide to show affection

- After he gets used to how you are with your disorder, he’ll often try to tell you if you’re lying or trying to manipulating him on accident if he catches you

- “(Y/N)...”

- “Am I doing it again?”

- “Yes, but it’s fine,”

- “I’m so sorry, Armin, I’m horrible,”

- “You can’t control it, don’t worry about it,”

- He’d then smile and pull you into a gentle hug

- He’s low-key like one of the only people you would never want to hurt or manipulate

- He’s probably also one of the only people who you feel remorse for, but it took time for you to be able to feel remorse like it would for anyone with ASPD

- He’s 100% the best person to come to when you need help with your disorder

- Considering he does his best to do his research as I mentioned, he probably knows the most about ASPD besides you

- He’ll also try to subtly get you to break down your front (if you have one) over time

- He doesn’t like that you put up a fake persona to please people and to look less weird, so he’ll work on trying to make you feel comfortable to be yourself around him over time, not rushing anything

- Not many other people know about your disorder, but if someone somehow finds out and decides to be a dick to you about it, he’ll usually remove you from the situation though he can’t do much to stop the person besides asking them to stop

- Since you know

- He’s not that intimidating

- If you feel insecure about your disorder, he’ll do everything in his power to make you less insecure and make you more comfortable with yourself

- He can’t stand seeing you degrade yourself, but when it comes to you degrading yourself over your ASPD, it makes him feel like shit

- He lets you know all the time that your disorder doesn’t define you as a person and he loves you regardless

- And you love him too :)

[asimpforarmin]

What Dog the AoT Characters Would Have 💛

Character(s): Armin Arlert, Sasha Braus, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Bertholdt Hoover, & Annie Leonhardt

Genre: Light-hearted, modern!au

Warnings: Mentions of animal neglect/abuse, some dog breeds commonly perceived as scary, cursing

A/n: I usually include Mikasa in my headcanons, but I just forgot until last minute that she existed ;-; so, sorry for not including her. If someone requests it, I’ll add her to the list.

💛 Armin

His parents got him a beagle puppy for one of his birthdays and he got so attached to it. He was so grateful that he had a dog and absolutely treasures him.

Named him Buddy because he’s his little sidekick and is always fun to play with and snuggle up to.

Buddy almost never shuts up though. A bird flies past the window? He starts barking. A truck goes by? Goes bonkers. He sees himself in the mirror? Shooketh.

Whenever Buddy starts going crazy, Armin picks him up, takes him away from whatever’s bothering him and scratches behind his ears. That makes Buddy practically melt into Armin’s arms and it’s so adorable. 💕

Buddy is very protective over Armin, or as protective as a dog his size could be. He always barks at the doorbell and is very wary of strangers.

If you walk into Armin’s house and Buddy has never seen you before, Armin will be sitting in a chair holding a dog who’s glaring into your soul.

You and Armin will try to have a normal conversation while Buddy is snarling and growling at you with Armin just patting his head and making an expression that says he deals with this all the time.

After a couple visits, Buddy is still tense around you but unwinds once you start playing with him.

Whenever Armin’s studying or working, Buddy will jump up into his lap and snuggle with him.

Sometimes when Armin falls asleep at his desk, he’ll have his arms on the table and Buddy in his lap.

When he’s in the car, Buddy tries to bite cars through the window. He just growls and bangs the glass with his teeth before Armin stops him from chipping a tooth.

Just how Buddy is protective of Armin, Armin’s protective of Buddy.

If someone talks shit about his dog, he’ll get sad about it. Buddy doesn’t deserve to be treated like that, he never hurt anyone.

Buddy can’t be taken to the park because he just agitates other dogs. He never gets along with them and never lets his guard down.

Buddy’s also one of those dogs who gets really dramatic. One time he was laying on the couch with his ball and it rolled off so he just started howling.

It’s also really hard to trim his nails without him growling, even though he’d never bite anyone.

Once Buddy has calmed down around someone, he’s fun to just hang around.

Armin likes to sit on the couch reading with Buddy on his lap or beside him. He’s great to study with or have around.

💛 Sasha

Adopts a 5-year-old blue greyhound from her local shelter.

She’d been volunteering there for a while when the greyhound came in and just couldn’t resist.

With greyhounds being bred to hunt and Sasha coming from a family who has a hunting background, it seemed like a match made in heaven.

She bought her and gave her a bright pink collar with a little dog bone tag with her name etched in it.

Since greyhounds’ necks are so long, she gives her a big knitted scarf to wear in the winter to keep her all nice and cozy.

Was torn between naming her Snickerdoodle or Candy because they’re both cute names and are both foods, but ended up naming her Pumpkin because she couldn’t decide and Pumpkin’s a really cute name as well.

Sasha loves playing fetch with her and it’s so fun because Pumpkin can run really fast, really far.

Pumpkin almost never barks unless she’s having fun or there’s someone at the door.

Sasha’s bed is lofted by a couple feet for storage and Pumpkin has no problem getting on and off her bed.

The first time Pumpkin saw Sasha’s bed, she didn’t know what to do so just sat there looking up at Sasha. It took a couple minutes for her to realize Sasha patting the bed meant she could jump onto it.

Sasha allows her dog on any of the furniture so there’s short hairs all over the couch no matter what.

Pumpkin’s really kind and gentle around kids so Sasha can basically take her anywhere. She’s super well behaved but sometimes scares people because she jumps in excitement.

Sasha also shares her food with her dog all the time. Always packs extra whenever she goes somewhere so she can give some to Pumpkin.

If you moved in with Sasha, Pumpkin would take to you right away.

She would literally be so sweet and always make you happy all the time. 😭💕

Plays tug of war and fetch a lot with you.

If you’re working/eating at a desk, she’ll lean her head on your leg until you pet her or give her food, or both.

Overall, Pumpkin is so sweet and adorable. She will always cheer you up when you need it and always has enough energy to play.

💛 Jean

Adopted a pitbull who is now 6, but was brought into a fighting ring when he was 4.

He knew it would be a challenge to help an abused dog but wanted to give him a good home.

When he first saw him, he was covered in scars and missing part of his ear.

He named him Kane. He’s a beautiful deep reddish-brown color with a white belly.

From the first moment they met, there was a connection. Kane warmed up to Jean quite quickly for a dog who’s been through so much.

Jean took him home and slowly introduced him to lifestyle changes, like going for walks or taking baths.

He introduces him to other dogs too. Kane showed a little hostility in the beginning, but once he realized they weren’t threats he was fine being around them.

Jean pays top dollar for him. Any issue he has, he takes him to the vet and gets it fixed up. He also gets the best food for him because that’s what he deserves.

Kane loves going for car rides. Sometimes Jean will get in the car with him, no destination in mind, and just drive.

Jean rolls the window down and Kane pokes his head outside. His mouth opens and because of the wind going into it, he showers the window behind him in slobber.

Kane absolutely loves swimming. He’s quite good at it, but Jean still takes a lot of safety precautions, such as a life jacket or shallow water because pitbulls are known to be somewhat bad swimmers.

Every summer, Jean takes out a kiddie pool and lets Kane splash around in it.

He also really likes to turn on the hose or sprinkler and aim it at Kane. He jumps up to bite the water and they both have a great time.

It can be a problem though because when Jean’s trying to fill the pool up, Kane keeps batting the hose with his paw or trying to eat the water and Jean has to get him to relax.

Other than his little quirks, Kane’s a relatively chill dog. He’s alright with being dressed up in costumes or having to wear a cone.

Every halloween, Jean gets both of them a matching costume and they sit on the porch to give kids candy.

Jean also lets the kids pet Kane because over time, he gets very welcoming of people and other dogs he doesn’t know.

Long story short, Kane’s not the dog you want to protect your house, if someone broke in, he’d just start wagging his tail and not be able to tell what’s going on.

💛 Connie

Saw how cool Jean’s dog is and also wanted a badass and cool breed.

He ended up adopting a doberman pinscher.

Like Jean’s dog, she looks strong and intimidating.

Unlike Jean’s dog, she acts the complete opposite of how she looks.

She’s often quite jittery or seems scared. Whenever someone even remotely raises their voice, her ears go down and she lowers her head.

You and Connie often have to give her tons of pets and appreciation after shouting, whether it’s good or bad shouting.

She’s also a total cuddlebug. She loves to be on Connie’s lap 24/7 and sleeps right next to him, watching over him.

Because of her timid personality, Connie named her Lily. It’s a sweet and innocent sounding name. Even though he sought her out to be a “cool” dog, she’s super sweet and didn’t want to name her something that conflicted with who she really was.

One thing about Lily is she loves running. Connie likes to skateboard alongside her as she pulls him along. It’s not much effort for her because Connie’s lightweight and uses his feet a lot. Plus, the area they live is pretty flat, so they often do.

Lily has a hard time understanding what is and isn’t a toy. One time she nearly chewed off one of the sofa legs. Next time Connie sat on it, it snapped and then he figured out Lily was behind it.

After that, he trained her to know everything he puts in her basket is a toy, but everything else isn’t. Then, she used the basket as a toy.

She goes through toys lightning quick.

Every time you or Connie give her a new stuffed animal, it takes approximately .2 seconds for it to be torn to shreds.

Connie loves to take her to PetSmart and let her pick out toys in-store.

If she chooses a toy that means Connie won’t need to guess what she likes and what she doesn’t.

One time she chose one of those scented rope toys, but once Connie took the packaging off, she started acting weirdly.

Once he gave it to her, she started barking at it and whacking it with her paw.

Connie was super confused so he threw it and she chased after it like normal, but once she got close to it she started acting scared of it and barking.

It’s been like that ever since now so they just don’t play with that toy.

Lily doesn’t bark that often. She usually only barks from excitement or when she meets someone new.

She also doesn’t have the zoomies that much so she’s a really relaxed dog to hang with.

💛 Bertholdt

Bertholdt saw his neighbors packing their stuff in a van one day and leaving but saw they left their samoyed leashed up outside.

He wanted to hold out hope that they were just going out somewhere for a bit so waited the rest of the night but found the dog still chained up the next morning in the rain.

He was never close to his neighbors and didn’t want any confrontation so he went up and knocked on the door, checking if anyone was home.

No surprise, they weren’t so he cautiously made his way over to the dog.

It was so happy to see someone and started licking his hand right away.

He unchained the dog and led it into his house where he gave it a nice warm bath and some food.

While bathing her, he took off her collar, with the neighbor’s number and address engraved in it along with her name, Mavis.

While Mavis was eating he called the number he found on her tag. He explained that the dog looked like it was left there on purpose so he took it in until they got home. They just said they didn’t want her anymore and hung up, which broke Bertholdt’s heart.

So he took her to the vet, got some pet things because he hasn’t owned a pet previously and she became a big part of his life.

She clings to him everywhere and won’t ever leave his side. Almost never barks and is super good on a leash.

Bertholdt takes her to the dog park a lot, Mavis is very social and has made a lot of friends there.

Mavis has quite the habit of rolling around in the mud or dirt though so Bertholdt has to give her a bath quite often.

Bertholdt absolutely cannot contain the dog hair. There is so much of it and it’s everywhere, went through like 3 lint rollers in the first week.

He spoils her rotten. Whenever he goes shopping he gets her new treats and toys because he swore to do right by her when her old owners didn’t.

If you were brought into the equation, Mavis would love you unconditionally. She’ll be there to give you high-fives and cuddle with you.

She is the softest thing on the planet so the cuddles are amazing. If you and Bertholdt sleep together, she’ll plop herself right in between the both of you so she could get attention until you fall asleep.

Whenever she needs something but isn’t up, she licks your face until you give her what she wants.

Even though she can get quite hot in the summer, she always wants to cuddle and loves to do it, whether it’s with you or Bertholdt.

💛 Annie (normally I don’t write for her but I couldn’t get this scenario out of my head)

Hitch gave her a chihuahua for her birthday even though she never remotely hinted at wanting a dog.

She didn’t want to return it though and oddly liked it, even though she never asked for him.

Just calls him “Dog” for a bit since she doesn’t know what to name him.

He’s a tan deer head dog so Annie gives him the name “Biscuit” after a couple weeks.

It’s super generic but she doesn’t think he needs any fancy name and he looks like a biscuit so 🤷🏻‍♀️

She has one of the backpacks with a compartment to fit a dog.

She likes to put Biscuit in there and take him out when she goes out.

When Annie takes him out, Biscuit is usually pretty chill, aside from giving a couple glares to random people.

Sometimes he even falls asleep in her backpack.

Whenever someone pisses Annie off, Biscuit senses it. Annie isn’t usually one to get into a full-blow fight and be loud, so Biscuit is her volume. Whenever she starts going off, he starts growling and barking.

And when she does get loud, both of them are yelling and screaming so that often deters the other person.

When she first got Biscuit, Annie didn’t really pay that much attention to him. She’d be on the couch and whenever he came up to her with a ball or toy, she’d throw it.

Then as she started to get used to him, she started to like him more.

Nowadays, she sometimes chases him around the house with a smile on her face and it’s so adorable, especially because she doesn’t smile all too often.

Biscuit is relatively calm, even for a chihuahua. He can often be seen on the couch on his back with his tongue out laying in the sun.

Speaking of being on the couch, originally Annie wanted to keep him off all furniture but soon realized he simply wouldn’t stay off and she didn’t want to bother to train him not to.

Now, they share almost everything. She sleeps with him next to her, they relax on the couch together, and sometimes she even brings him up on one of the kitchen chairs and they share food together.

Biscuit hates her alarm clock with a passion. If Annie doesn’t wake up from the alarm, she wakes up from the high pitched barks of her dog wanting her to turn it off.

Once the two are close, they are bonded for life and can be seen everywhere together.

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THANK YOU!!! :D

AoT Characters When You ask them to Deal With a Bug 💛

Character(s): Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman, Bertholdt Hoover, Connie Springer, Sasha Braus, Jean Kirstein

Genre: Light-hearted, silly, modern!au

Warnings: Bugs, spiders, cursing

A/n: Sorry I’ve taken so long to update, idrk but I’ve just lost some motivation. Sorry to anyone who might have followed me because of the one headcanon I wrote with Eren but it just seems impossible for me to write him 😭

💛 Armin

Very scared, not too much that he can’t deal with it but would much prefer it if you did.

He’s smart about it though. He’ll make a jar with an acetone or rubbing alcohol soaked rag at the bottom and place it up to the bug so it inhales the fumes and dies.

When it’s on the ceiling or high up he will NOT get it. He’s kinda short so he’d have to climb on something to reach it and that would mean if something went wrong, he wouldn’t be able to retreat quickly. He’ll just hit it or leave it to you.

Another reason is because if it’s high up it could fall and get stuck in his hair.

One time he was outside and a June bug stuck to his hair and he didn’t realize it until Eren pointed it out and he freaked out.

By the end of it, even if you are the one who brought it to his attention you’ll probably be comforting him because he’ll be a shaking mess, please hug him.

💛 Mikasa:

If you ask her to deal with a bug, she gladly will.

If it’s something small, she’ll grab a tissue, squish it, and throw it in the trash. If it’s something big, she’ll get a cup and paper and trap it to take it outside.

She’s really good at catching bugs that fly all over the place, like flies or moths. She just uses a cup and something solid and flat like a book and is able to catch it mid-air.

If it’s a spider, she’s not afraid of it. She’ll get a chair or stepstool and a plastic dish and go right up there to grab it.

If it’s venomous she’ll take precautions but will still get it. She’ll get a rolled up newspaper or book and just whack it. If that doesn’t work she’ll just vacuum it up or trap it and take it outside. She wears thick gloves when doing this though so the spider can’t get to her.

If you’re freaked out by the bug she’ll deal with it first then comfort you.

💛 Bertholdt:

As soon as you ask, he’s already got a cup and paper ready to dispose of it.

His height makes it easier to get bugs high up on the wall or ceiling.

Unless it’s something small like a tiny fly or mosquito, he’ll take it outside, he doesn’t like killing bugs for the most part.

One night you two were getting ready for bed when he heard a cricket in the next room. He found it and tried to get it in a cup but it kept jumping away. He was tired and it was in a prime position so he just stomped on it. He cringed at the sound it made then vowed not to kill any big bugs unless he has to.

Spider’s don’t phase him, it’s just any old insect, so he’ll get rid of it like he usually does.

That is, unless it’s venomous. If it is, he won’t be mad if you burn the house down.

In all seriousness, he’ll either vacuum it up or throw stuff at it until he doesn’t miss.

💛 Connie:

This man comes up with very creative ways of killing bugs.

He never just kills them or takes them outside without additional tools. He can’t just walk up to it and kill it.

He’s more scared than he’d like to admit, but not terrified.

Likes to use nerf guns for long range combat.

He learned how to make slime when it was really popular so now always has some in a room close by. When there’s a bug, he goes to grab it and throws it at the wall. Most of the time, he misses or it doesn’t stick, but when it does, he punches the slime with his fist, killing the bug, then throws the whole thing away.

If it’s venomous, he nopes tf out of there. He’d call someone else to take care of it or make you do it.

💛 Sasha:

Terrified™

Will only deal with it if you have a severe fear or phobia.

When she’s forced to, she hits it with something long and broad, like a broom.

She’s utterly horrified at the thought of missing and it crawling up the broom into her shirt, but she knows that’s completely irrational.

Don’t even get her started if it’s venomous, she will flip. She’ll still try to get it over with but will use a vacuum cleaner or spray it with acetone or something that will kill it.

One time she was trying to kill a spider and it landed in the blender she was using so she just put the top on and pressed the button, then cleaned it out afterwards.

💛 Jean

When you ask him to deal with a bug, he agrees and goes into the room but realizes it’s bigger than he expected and starts internally panicking.

He walks up to it with a container and paper to trap it but it falls before he catches it, causing him to drop his tools.

He steps back and takes a deep breath before picking his stuff back up and trying again.

From here, it can go one of two ways. One, being he catches it, and the other being that the bug is too fast so he grabs a bottle of febreeze and continuously sprays it until its dead or incapacitated enough to remove it from the premises.

With venomous bugs, he’ll try to guide them through an open window or trap them. The last thing he wants to do is smash a huge spider’s guts on the counter or get bit, so he uses traps to lure them out and either kills them or moves them far away outside.

He’s definitely gotten better at catching bugs over the years, not being so scared to do it anymore.

[asimpforarmin]

THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU GIRL!!! 🥺 💕

Cuddling & Sleeping Headcanons with the AoT Characters 💛

Character(s): Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Bertholdt, Jean, Connie, & Sasha

Genre: Fluff, light-hearted.

Warnings: None

A/n: Did not mean for Bertholdt’s to be that long but oh well. It’s clear some of these are much longer than others, but I’m trying to get better at writing for a lot of people. A Modern AU is mentioned in Mikasa’s paragraph. Pretend this was posted Tuesday. I had a post I was going to edit so it said it was on Tuesday, but I already did all the tags here and because characters have multiple names I can’t be bothered.

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idk for some reason it just says she’s 190cm on the wiki now. 🤷🏻‍♀️

HOW IS YELENA SUPPOSED TO BE 190CM?!?

Eren’s 6′0 in that photo and if Yelena was 6′3 (190cm) that would mean she’d be shorter than that. 

Plus

this is 6′0 compared to 6′3

and this is 6′0 compared to 6′7 which reaches roughly the same height as the first photo.

So yeah, I refuse to believe she’s 6′3   😒 ≤) )≥   |  \

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AoT Characters When You ask them to Deal With a Bug 💛

Character(s): Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman, Bertholdt Hoover, Connie Springer, Sasha Braus, Jean Kirstein

Genre: Light-hearted, silly, modern!au

Warnings: Bugs, spiders, cursing

A/n: Sorry I’ve taken so long to update, idrk but I’ve just lost some motivation. Sorry to anyone who might have followed me because of the one headcanon I wrote with Eren but it just seems impossible for me to write him 😭

💛 Armin

Very scared, not too much that he can’t deal with it but would much prefer it if you did.

He’s smart about it though. He’ll make a jar with an acetone or rubbing alcohol soaked rag at the bottom and place it up to the bug so it inhales the fumes and dies.

When it’s on the ceiling or high up he will NOT get it. He’s kinda short so he’d have to climb on something to reach it and that would mean if something went wrong, he wouldn’t be able to retreat quickly. He’ll just hit it or leave it to you.

Another reason is because if it’s high up it could fall and get stuck in his hair.

One time he was outside and a June bug stuck to his hair and he didn’t realize it until Eren pointed it out and he freaked out.

By the end of it, even if you are the one who brought it to his attention you’ll probably be comforting him because he’ll be a shaking mess, please hug him.

💛 Mikasa:

If you ask her to deal with a bug, she gladly will.

If it’s something small, she’ll grab a tissue, squish it, and throw it in the trash. If it’s something big, she’ll get a cup and paper and trap it to take it outside.

She’s really good at catching bugs that fly all over the place, like flies or moths. She just uses a cup and something solid and flat like a book and is able to catch it mid-air.

If it’s a spider, she’s not afraid of it. She’ll get a chair or stepstool and a plastic dish and go right up there to grab it.

If it’s venomous she’ll take precautions but will still get it. She’ll get a rolled up newspaper or book and just whack it. If that doesn’t work she’ll just vacuum it up or trap it and take it outside. She wears thick gloves when doing this though so the spider can’t get to her.

If you’re freaked out by the bug she’ll deal with it first then comfort you.

💛 Bertholdt:

As soon as you ask, he’s already got a cup and paper ready to dispose of it.

His height makes it easier to get bugs high up on the wall or ceiling.

Unless it’s something small like a tiny fly or mosquito, he’ll take it outside, he doesn’t like killing bugs for the most part.

One night you two were getting ready for bed when he heard a cricket in the next room. He found it and tried to get it in a cup but it kept jumping away. He was tired and it was in a prime position so he just stomped on it. He cringed at the sound it made then vowed not to kill any big bugs unless he has to.

Spider’s don’t phase him, it’s just any old insect, so he’ll get rid of it like he usually does.

That is, unless it’s venomous. If it is, he won’t be mad if you burn the house down.

In all seriousness, he’ll either vacuum it up or throw stuff at it until he doesn’t miss.

💛 Connie:

This man comes up with very creative ways of killing bugs.

He never just kills them or takes them outside without additional tools. He can’t just walk up to it and kill it.

He’s more scared than he’d like to admit, but not terrified.

Likes to use nerf guns for long range combat.

He learned how to make slime when it was really popular so now always has some in a room close by. When there’s a bug, he goes to grab it and throws it at the wall. Most of the time, he misses or it doesn’t stick, but when it does, he punches the slime with his fist, killing the bug, then throws the whole thing away.

If it’s venomous, he nopes tf out of there. He’d call someone else to take care of it or make you do it.

💛 Sasha:

Terrified™

Will only deal with it if you have a severe fear or phobia.

When she’s forced to, she hits it with something long and broad, like a broom.

She’s utterly horrified at the thought of missing and it crawling up the broom into her shirt, but she knows that’s completely irrational.

Don’t even get her started if it’s venomous, she will flip. She’ll still try to get it over with but will use a vacuum cleaner or spray it with acetone or something that will kill it.

One time she was trying to kill a spider and it landed in the blender she was using so she just put the top on and pressed the button, then cleaned it out afterwards.

💛 Jean

When you ask him to deal with a bug, he agrees and goes into the room but realizes it’s bigger than he expected and starts internally panicking.

He walks up to it with a container and paper to trap it but it falls before he catches it, causing him to drop his tools.

He steps back and takes a deep breath before picking his stuff back up and trying again.

From here, it can go one of two ways. One, being he catches it, and the other being that the bug is too fast so he grabs a bottle of febreeze and continuously sprays it until its dead or incapacitated enough to remove it from the premises.

With venomous bugs, he’ll try to guide them through an open window or trap them. The last thing he wants to do is smash a huge spider’s guts on the counter or get bit, so he uses traps to lure them out and either kills them or moves them far away outside.

He’s definitely gotten better at catching bugs over the years, not being so scared to do it anymore.

[asimpforarmin]

HOW IS YELENA SUPPOSED TO BE 190CM?!?

Eren’s 6′0 in that photo and if Yelena was 6′3 (190cm) that would mean she’d be shorter than that. 

Plus

this is 6′0 compared to 6′3

and this is 6′0 compared to 6′7 which reaches roughly the same height as the first photo.

So yeah, I refuse to believe she’s 6′3   😒 ≤) )≥   |  \

[asimpforarmin]

Cuddling & Sleeping Headcanons with the AoT Characters 💛

Character(s): Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Bertholdt, Jean, Connie, & Sasha

Genre: Fluff, light-hearted.

Warnings: None

A/n: Did not mean for Bertholdt’s to be that long but oh well. It’s clear some of these are much longer than others, but I’m trying to get better at writing for a lot of people. A Modern AU is mentioned in Mikasa’s paragraph. Pretend this was posted Tuesday. I had a post I was going to edit so it said it was on Tuesday, but I already did all the tags here and because characters have multiple names I can’t be bothered.

💛 Eren:

Loves getting behind you and spooning you, arms around your waist and legs under your thighs. He’s good at it too, he’s very comfortable to snuggle with. You feel so special and lucky that you’ve got him this close to you.

Either that or him on his stomach with you halfway on his back.

He really can’t sleep and cuddle at the same time, so there’s going to have to be a point where he has to turn away from you.

He’s down to keep holding hands or something simple like that though if you still want to be touching him.

The blanket usually falls off him when he’s sleeping, meaning you usually have to drape it back over him before you fall asleep.

He’s one of those people who hangs his limbs off the side of the bed.

He also snores, not too loud, but it can get annoying sometimes.

Eren loves to rest a hand on your thigh or on your stomach while spooning you, nuzzling into the back of your neck.

He’s up for trying different positions, but only when he’s not tired. When he is tired, he just wants to hold you and go to bed as soon as he can.

💛 Armin:

Loves to lay on your chest or shoulder. He gets to look up at you and can talk to you as he falls asleep. Sure, your arm might go dead sometimes, but it’s worth it to see him lying on you, talking about his day and looking up at you admirably.

He likes to intertwine his legs with yours in this position, laying his head on you and sometimes holding one of your hands.

Oh, and if you use your other hand to rub his back or play with his hair, this boy will be in heaven.

He can fall asleep cuddling easily, he rarely has to roll away from you to sleep.

That being said, if you need to roll away, he’s fine with it, but he will try to see if he can cling onto you somehow. If you sleep on your side, he’ll wrap his arm around your waist and bury his face into your back. If you sleep on your stomach/back, he’ll get on your side and link arms with you or hold your hand.

He also like to be little spoon a lot. Especially if he’s had a bad day, all he wants to do is be held by you.

He will be big spoon sometimes but only if you ask him or if he’s clinging onto you after you’ve turned around.

If you still can’t sleep when he’s doing that, he’ll just turn around and snuggle up to one of his pillows. Not in a sad way, but he just likes to clutch onto something.

Speaking of pillows, he sleeps with like three just on his side.

He will also steal your blanket from you. He doesn’t do it on purpose of course, but you’ll wake up cold in the middle of the night and have to discreetly try to get some of your blanket back.

You’ll end up with 1/4 of it back at most, unless you want to wake Armin up, so be prepared with another blanket somewhere you can grab.

💛 Mikasa:

Any position that lets her see your face is the best. She loves to just lay in front of you as you go on about what happened that day.

Just imagine coming home after a long day and collapsing on the bed alongside Mikasa, facing each other on your sides as she brushes a stray hair out of your face.

As you get more tired, she’ll get closer to you and take you in her arms, chin on your head.

Or if you’re on the couch together, she’ll lay down and pull you onto her stomach, tangling her legs with yours. One hand will be on your head playing with your hair and the other will be getting popcorn or reaching for a remote.

She’ll glance down at you, before sitting up a little and gripping your chin with her finger and kissing you, then lay back down.

Whatever position is comfortable for you is the one she’ll cuddle you in. She’ll manage to fall asleep in whatever pose you want her to be in.

She’s good at not taking the blanket away, but if you do she will take her side back. Most of the time, she’ll be able to get it back without waking you up, but if she does, she’ll apologize and plant a kiss on your head, then resume cuddling.

She doesn’t toss or turn or snore much at all, she sleeps like a rock.

She secretly loves it when you play with her hair. Just rake your fingers through it or massage her scalp and she’ll nuzzle into your neck trying to hide a small smile.

Wrapping your legs around her is another thing she likes. You probably won’t be able to fall asleep like this, but just sitting in her lap, legs and arms wrapped around her as she rocks you side to side is bliss.

If she wakes up before you, she’ll try her best to stay still and let you wake up on your own, sometimes falling back asleep.

💛 Bertholdt:

So we all know Bert has some crazy weird sleeping positions, but that doesn’t stop him from cuddling you. Because of this, he will have to turn around at some point, but will still cuddle you until he’s tired enough to go to sleep.

He likes to be little spoon, but because of his height that can be hard, so any position where he can be the one cuddled is great for him.

He’s fine with being big spoon as long as he gets to hold your hand while doing it.

After he inevitably turns around, if you can somehow find a way to cling onto him, he’ll let you, but that’s almost impossible most nights.

He’s one of those people who sleeps with his leg up and crossed over the other, and can also get a stack of pillows under his head to prop it up at a 90˚ angle but still be comfortable.

A position he’d like is to just have you on his chest. He’ll kiss your forehead and play with your hair. After he does, kiss his cheek, it will make him blush like no tomorrow.

He loves it when you wrap your arms around his shoulders, then he wraps his around your waist. It’s a loving position that makes it easy to look into each other’s eyes.

He also likes to sleep in opposite directions but have your backs touching. Even if it’s not super close or face to face, it’s comfortable and still feels really nice.

Don’t be surprised if you get accidentally pushed to the side or off the bed. If you’re on the edge, it’ll be hard to get back, but he’s alright with being woken up if you need more room.

If he pushes you off the bed, he’ll probably know straight away from the loud thwump that comes from the other side. He’ll bolt up and apologize profusely and help you back up. Then, he’ll bring you close and kiss you all over. It’s not a big drop, but he’ll still act like he dropped you off a cliff. You’ll have to assure him you’re alright, but no matter what you do, he will be glued to one side of the bed the rest of the night. You only fall off on rare occasions though, so that’s good.

The only downside to sleeping with Bertholdt is that your presence makes it harder to predict the weather. ok ill stop with the jokes im sorry

💛 Jean:

LOVES face to face stuff. He’ll hug you close and tight, giving you lots of forehead kisses and just cherishing you.

He’ll hold you like there’s no tomorrow, just feeling so lucky to have you. He’ll never tell you any of this, but he’s so happy he got someone like you.

All night, he’ll make sure you have the blanket wrapped around you and that you’re comfortable.

He also likes to spoon you, rubbing your upper arm or back. He really likes to be little spoon too. Unless you begged him for like a week, he would never be little spoon. But once he tried it, oh lord he loved it.

He doesn’t let you spoon him too much because, y’know, ego, but when you do he loves when you wrap your arms around his waist and intertwine your legs with his.

He’d snore a lot, but it wouldn’t be too loud. It’s usually just a low rumble and you don’t hear it that much.

If you’re in a position to, put your hand on his chest, he adores it.

💛 Connie:

Be careful of his legs because he will kick you sometimes. Not purposefully of course, but he is a deadly weapon when he sleeps.

Which is why he normally sleeps in the opposite direction of you.

He adores being little spoon, plus his height makes it easy to do.

He will have no shame in being the little spoon, unless someone finds out he is and gives him crap for it. Then he’ll yell at them, getting all defensive and flustered. After that he’ll assume the little spoon position defiantly.

If you’re facing each other, putting your legs together is a must, just hope he doesn’t kick you in the shins.

If he does, he’ll apologize and laugh at what he did, before flipping over to make sure he doesn’t kick you again.

💛 Sasha:

She will steal the blanket from you 24/7. No doubt about it. Even if you manage to get it back, she will do it again.

She loves getting cuddly with you. She will be big spoon, little spoon, lay on you, whatever makes both of you comfortable.

She does snore on the louder side though, which annoys the crap out of anyone else in the room, whether that be just you or if she’s in the barracks.

She loves it when you sit up and hold each other, rocking left and right, she will melt in your arms.

She’ll love to cuddle and talk about her day with you. She’ll come up with a lot of different topics and it will never get boring.

There will be crumbs in your bed, that is the price of dating Sasha. She’ll try to clean them out sometimes, but there will always be that one that ruins your sleep.

She loves it if she’s laying on her back and she’s holding your shoulders as you lay on her chest. In that position you can hear her heartbeat and she can kiss your head.

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What’s Done is Done 💛

Content: Armin Arlert x Reader, Modern AU, italicized means flashback, bold is just something used to quote from a flashback.

Summary: After not talking to Armin for 2 years, you finally reconnect. Then, after a little bonding, he comes over and comforts you when you lose your job.

WC: 5,196

Genre: Angst, hurt/comfort, fluff.

Warnings: Financial struggle, alcohol and mentions of alcoholism, a little arguing, and probable grammatical errors. Let me know if I missed any!

A/n: Everyone in the story is above drinking age. Yes, I did listen to Nobody by Mitski slowed down with reverb while making this, thanks for asking. This is really just a vent fic for me, I’ve just been daydreaming for hours about how I just want to be held and comforted by Armin. This isn’t what’s happening to me irl, but I just felt like I needed a simple explanation for the fic so yea.

“Armin! Are you okay?! Where’d they get you?” you exclaimed, looking over Armin. He’d been beaten up by one of those punks who bullied him. You slung his arm around your shoulders, helping him stand up.

“I’m fine!” he says loudly, brushing you off and sitting back down.

“Hey, Armin, what’s wrong?” you ask in a softer tone. You bend down next to him. He’s sitting with his knees clutched against his chest, head down.

He looks up at you, tears in his eyes. “I’m nothing but a burden to you. You, Eren, and Mikasa are always having to come to my rescue.”

“Armin,” you take him into your arms, holding him tight, “It’s not an inconvenience to us. We’re happy to make sure you’re safe.” He wraps his arms around your torso, head resting on your shoulder.

He sniffles, “I’m sorry.”

You pull him closer and rub your hand along his back, “I’m glad to be here. There’s nothing I want more than for you to feel better.”

~~~~~

Armin was everything you wanted to be. He was smart, he had a good job even when attending college, and was able to support himself. You were just you, someone stuck in a never-ending dead end job with bad pay and no special degree to help you out. You were barely scraping by while he was fully capable of doing anything he wanted with his life. Not to mention he had a huge network of friends.

So there you sat, alone in your apartment with the lights off and the windows open, blowing the curtains around slightly. The only thing illuminating the room being the small blue screen of your tv and the ambient nighttime lights of the city outside.

You sat up on the couch, looking at your phone. You went onto twitter only to see Armin and all his friends out doing something at a bar far away from you. You were never really close to many of his friends. You met Eren first, then, he introduced you to Armin. You and Armin hit it off pretty well and you got attached to him. He became your closest friend.

By the time you reached middle school, you and Armin were inseparable. He would obviously spend time with other friends, but he always made time for just you and him.

By highschool, it was clear to everyone around that you two liked each other. You two would blush whenever the other was near, would sit super close, share food, it was almost like you were a couple without admitting to it.

When highschool ended, Armin was so excited to show you his acceptance letter into the college he would be attending. You were hyped up too, until you noticed it was in another state. You were still happy for him, but it would just mean you wouldn’t be able to see each other as often.

You managed to find an apartment only an hour away from him. It wasn’t anything nice, but it was in your budget, and was closer to his college than your last home. In the beginning, you two would video call a lot, especially after classes. You did almost every day. Then, that turned into every week, every two weeks, every month, then you both just stopped around the one year mark.  

He had changed too, not in a bad way though. He had cut his hair, got new friends, and was a lot more social. He still had his old nerdy interests, but he wasn’t the same.

Meanwhile, you desperately tried to get into any college or higher education you could, not even living at this point, just trying to survive. You had two jobs, a cashier in a gas station and a barista at a quaint little coffee shop, but you were still struggling.

You couldn’t get enough money to leave and go to a cheaper place to live. So you slaved away, trying your best to make a decent sum every week.

You wanted to see your best friend again so badly, but you just didn’t know how to reach out. He would give you the motivation you needed to keep going, to try to do something with your life by just being there. The thing is, you’ve drifted so far apart that you were clueless on how to ask without being weird or needy.

You set your glass of ice water on the coffee table in front of you. You looked at it for a moment, thinking of what it could be instead. You were only dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, but you threw on a hoodie and a pair of sandals. You grabbed your keys and phone, you were going out, to a random bar nearby to be exact.

So what if it wasn’t healthy? It’s not like you did it every night, and it wouldn’t drain you for too long. You went down to ground floor and started walking. You didn’t own a car, and even if you did, you probably wouldn’t be able to drive it back.

You walked for a little bit, reaching the building. You went inside and sat at the bar. It wasn’t a huge place, but it wasn’t tiny either. It was quiet though. The only sounds were random people hanging out in the corner, jazz playing over the speakers, and the other lonely people drowning in their sorrows who had it worse than you.

You ordered a drink and looked at your reflection in the glass. You looked like and felt like an utter mess. You didn’t know what you were doing anymore. You took a sip.

The sound of everything else happening was a cruel reminder that life goes on even when you’re at your lowest. The people going in and out of the bar will never know what you’re going through. Time doesn’t care about how you feel and it ever will. But you can try to slow it down a bit with another drink.

As soon as the bartender gives it to you, you see an arm to the left of you. “What’s cookin’ good-lookin?” a man says. You can tell he’s tipsy.

You look up at him and see a familiar face. “Jean?” you inquire, unsure if you’re mistaken. He was one of Armin’s friends he met in university. You never met him, but Armin talked to you about him when you used to call and makes a lot of appearances on his twitter.

He gulps, not knowing who you are. “Yeah actually, who’s asking?”

“I’m- I used to be Armin’s friend,” you say as you stick your hand out. He shakes it. “My name’s Y/n.”

“Oh I see.” He leans on the bar and orders a shot. “Y’know I always wondered who you were. Armin used to never shut up about you. Now, it’s almost like he’s forgotten about you.”

Even though he’s drunkenly blunt, those words still hurt. That just goes to show he’s moved on from you. You look back into your glass, wondering if you should just down it and get out of here.

Then you hear giggles and look over. You see Sasha laughing at Connie punching the air, clearly snockered. You’ve talked to both of them before, but not too much.

You decide you won’t down your drink, instead sliding it over to Jean and paying.

You stand up, wanting to go home before the alcohol kicks in too much. You had an alright tolerance but you wanted to make sure you made it home first. Plus, what were they doing so far out here? Surely they were barhopping. The others would come in soon anyways.

You hear a drunk Jean whine as you walk away, falling off the barstool. You push open the doors, only to be met with those blue eyes you haven’t seen in person in for over a year and a half. They widen looking at you.

“Y/n?” he asks, more shocked than you. You realize Eren and Mikasa are there too.

“Hi,” you say quietly, pulling up your hood and pushing through them.

“W-Wait-“ he’s cut off by Eren dragging him into the bar.

You start sulking back towards your apartment. You feel defeated. Even though he barely said anything to you, that made you start thinking about all the conversations you had when you were younger.

You get halfway down the block and realize you forgot your stupid keys. You quickly turn around, not wanting anyone else to take them. As you look back, you see Armin a few yards away from you. He sticks his hand out, giving you your keys.

“Been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Yeah, it sure has.” You walk up and snatch the keys out of his hand, not in the mood for a conversation with him. You weren’t mad at him, rather with yourself for not knowing how to talk to him.

You turn away and start walking again, when he says, “I’m sorry Y/n.” You stop dead in your tracks, glaring back at him.

“Of course you are, even after two years of not talking to me,” you raise your voice. Why were you saying this? This wasn’t like you. It wasn’t his fault either.

Armin looks down and grabs his wrist, keeping his arms together. “I’m sorry,” was all he could say again. “I knew I should have said something, I just didn’t know how.” You heard how his voice broke slightly, but you couldn’t see his face. “You were always there for me and I just brushed you off.”

~~~~~

Armin rushed to his math class. He knew he was going to be late but only by a few minutes if he was quick. You were also running late, going to the class down the hall from him. Armin opened the door.

“You’re late, Arlert,” the teacher replied immediately.

“Sorry sir, I-“ Armin was cut off by you speaking.

“He was helping me get my locker unjammed sir,” you say, lying, but covering for him.

The teacher nods, “Sit down, I’ll let this one slide.” Armin smiles at you and you give him a thumbs up before continuing to your classes.

~~~~~

You stand there, not sure of what to say.

“I took you for granted,” he continues. You wanted to yell at him, but it wasn’t his fault. You didn’t blame him. These things happen, that’s just how life goes.

He looked up at you, he was crying. Not too much, but his cheeks were red and they had tears running down them. Your eyes started to water just at the sight of this.

Before he could speak anymore, you walked closer to him. You reached your hand up to cup his cheek. “Don’t sweat it,” you say shakily.

Neither of you knew what to say, but if one of you didn’t say something, it was just going to go back to how it was before.

You’re the one to crack first. You wrap your arms around his waist, head in the crook of his neck. “I’ve missed you so much,” you say, crying into his neck.

“I-I’ve missed you too,” he admits. And just like that, it feels like a weight’s been lifted off your shoulders. He wraps his arms around you and lightly cries onto your shoulder.

It’s been a long time since you’ve spoken to each other, let alone touched each other. “I’m sorry.”

You pull back from him a bit, “Don’t be, it’s not your fault,” you smile up at him.

He lets you go, wiping his tears away, while you do the same.

“I-I should get back home,” you say, hoping he’ll propose something to make the night flip around. But he doesn’t.

“Yeah, I should get back too. Oh uh, do you want my new number?”

You perk up immediately to his suggestion. “Yeah! Of course!” You take your phone out, giving it to him. Once he types his number in, you give him yours.

You both say your goodbyes and head in opposite directions.

~~~~~

Over the next couple of months, you and Armin start to get in touch again. You can’t visit each other that often because of how far apart you are, but you try to every other weekend. Every time you can see him though, it’s a pleasure. Going to bookstores or libraries to be bookworms together or just getting food, every moment was bliss.

Your feelings for him started to come back too. This time, you have a pretty good feeling he likes you back, but you weren’t completely sure, so you didn’t say anything.

You two started video calling again, this time at least a little bit every evening with little to no exception. You both adored each other and loved geeking out together about things.

But you still had to work. You didn’t bring up anything about your struggles to him, he probably didn’t want to hear and you don’t want to be a burden.

That is, until you got laid off from both of your jobs in the same week. It was the end of the week and the coffee shop you worked at had gone out of business and the gas station found someone to do your job for less money.

You came home that day and just dropped to the floor crying. You didn’t know what to do. You were stuck with no job after barely getting by and all you could do was just sob as it felt like the world crumbled around you. You were completely distraught.

“Shut up!” you hear your neighbor yell as he bangs on the wall separating your rooms. You choke back your cries and pick yourself up to just curl up in your bed, sobbing into a pillow.

You suddenly wake up to the sound of your phone ringing. You drag yourself out of bed and rummage through your bag. You find your phone, slide back into bed, pick up, and turn your camera off.

“Hey Y/n!” Armin exclaims. He sounds so happy to see you.

“Hey,” you try to sound fine, but your voice cracks and you sniffle a little.

Armin takes note of it, “Why’s your camera off?” he asks inquisitively.

“It’s nothing,” you reply, wanting him to just take over the conversation and tell you about his day.

“Are you okay Y/n?”

“Just ignore it, I just woke up.” He takes a minute to try to figure out how to respond. “Just uh- How was your day?” you ask quickly, trying to change the subject.

He cautiously talks to you about it, knowing something’s up. You put in some headphones so you can have him right in your ears and just lay on your bed.

He tells you about the quiz he had that day, how Eren got into a fight, how spring break started, and it starts to calm you down, just having someone talk so casually to you like you’re having a normal conversation.

“So, how was your day?” he asks you in return. That snaps you out of it, you start crying again. You mute your mic and try to get your composure back.

“Y/n? Oh, you’re muted? Are you okay? Tell me what’s wrong.” His voice was low and considerate, trying to help calm you down. “I don’t mind, if you want to talk about it, we can. If not that’s fine too.”

You unmute your mic, “I’m tired,” you say, voice breaking as you speak.

“Hey, that’s alright, tired of what?” he asks you.

“I don’t have a job anymore, and I’m barely getting by. I just want a steady income or a new opportunity,” you say, getting more and more unconsolable by the second.

Armin always has his ways though, “Hey, you’re going to be okay. What happened?”

You sniffle and take a deep breath. “Well this coffee shop I worked for went out of business and-“ you take a second to sniffle and cough, “I got fired from the gas station I worked at.”

“You were working two jobs?” He’s a little shocked, but doesn’t act like it. He doesn’t want to throw you off your train of thought. You nod like he can see you, then make a sound of affirmation.

“You’re gonna be okay,” he says. He sounds calm and collected, trying to just make you feel better. His voice is quiet and comforting.

“I-If it isn’t too much to ask, Armin, could you come over tomorrow? I just wanna hang out with you,” you say.

Armin takes a minute, thinking of what to say. “I can come over tonight if you want.”

You want him to, you really do, but you say, “It’s a long drive and it’s the middle of the night, Armin.”

“Hey, it’s alright. It’s the least I can do.” You try to convince him otherwise but he’s already hung up. You pull your legs to your chest and put your head down. You don’t know what you’re doing. You’re not worth his time. He’s going to have to drive an hour just to get to where you are.

After a couple minutes, you hear your phone ringing again. It’s him. You pick up.

“Hey, I’m in the car now,” he said.

“Armin, I’m too far from you. You’ll have to drive 2 hours tonight, just to get back and forth.

“Then I’ll just stay the night with you.” You were a little shocked by him just saying that, but you welcomed it.

“I know you want to be here for me now, but you don’t have to drive an hour in the middle of the night just to comfort me.”

“Just an hour? So you’re agreeing I can stay over?” He was more lighthearted now, trying to cheer you up.

You sigh, say, “I guess” and lightly chuckle.

“It’ll be just like the sleepovers we had when we were younger.”

~~~~~

“Hold still!” you said, “You’re gonna make me mess up.” You were sitting criss cross with Armin on your bedroom floor, painting his nails a light blue color.

“Hey, you’re the reason you have that streak going halfway up your finger, you couldn’t hold still either.” You chuckled, looking down at your fingernails he just painted.

“Oh well, what’s done is done,” you say, putting the brush back in the bottle. “Tada!”

He looks down at his nails, then blows on them to try to get the polish to dry quicker. “They look great.” You look at him and smile, and he does too, but his smile soon fades into a frown.

“What’s wrong?” you say, putting the polish away and sitting next to him.

“People are gonna make fun of me because of this.”

“Hey, don’t think that way, if they do, I’ll beat ‘em up!” you smile, making a fist with your hand.

“Y/n, no,” he looks at you, trying to get you to back down.

“Okay fine, only if they hit you first.”

“You’re going to get yourself hurt,” he raises his voice.

Then you hear a voice from downstairs, “Go to bed kids!” You sigh, getting up and reaching your hand out for Armin.

“I’ll be okay.” He takes your hand, standing up. He goes over to his bag as you climb into your bed.

You yawn, “What do you have there?”

“A book and a flashlight. I hope you don’t mind. If you do I’ll just put them away.”

“No, it’s okay. What book?” He moves a little closer to you, showing you the cover with a smile on his face. He sits next to you and starts going on about the plot and all the characters, flipping through the pages showing you his favorite parts.

After a while he’s reading it to you, trying to keep quiet because he doesn’t want anyone to know you’re both still up. He’s getting to a part he’s quite passionate about when he looks at you. You’re half asleep under your blanket, trying to keep your eyes open.

He stops reading for a moment, “Sorry I’m boring you, I’ll go to sleep.” He goes to his makeshift bed, a pile of blankets with a ton of pillows underneath, and his sleeping bag on top. It’s just a few feet away from your bed.

You sit up a little, rubbing your eyes. “It’s not boring at all. It’s quite relaxing actually.” You wrap the blanket higher up on your body, before laying on your bed to look at him. “Tell me more,” you say.

He smiles. He turns the light off and his flashlight on, getting under the covers and flipping through his book to find the good part. He starts reading again, in a hushed voice. You cuddle up against your pillow, watching him.

He looks so absorbed in the world of that book. Reading you a chapter, occasionally pausing to tell you context since you haven’t read it. He’s smiling throughout it all.

You close your eyes, listening to him continue. Soon enough, you’re asleep. He falls asleep shortly after.

~~~~~

“Oh yeah, I remember those,” you say wiping your eyes and smiling. “You gonna paint my nails again?”

“Only if you let me read to you,” he says.

“Of course you can.” You two continue just making small talk for a while, until he pulls into a gas station.

“Well, I’m gonna hang up for now, okay?” he asks you.

“Okay,” you say, pulling your blanket closer to your body.

“I’ll be right over.”

“Alright,” you say. He’s about to hang up when you say, “Wait.” He stops what he’s doing and puts his phone back up to his ear. “I- I love you, Armin.”

He pauses for a moment. “I love you too, Y/n,” he says, before hanging up.

With a blush across your face, you stare up at your ceiling. He’s calmed you down so much by just talking to you over the phone. You get up, getting changed out of your work clothes. Not into anything fancy, but just a baggy t-shirt and a loose pair of pajama pants.

As you’re getting dressed, you’re thinking it over. Did he really mean what he said? Or if he did, did he mean it in a super friendly way? You don’t know how this is going to work out. On one hand, he could actually have feelings for you, or on the other you could have just made your whole relationship awkward.

“But what’s done is done,” you thought. There’s no going back now. You sat back down, waiting about 45 minutes. You wanted to cry but you felt too tired even for that.

You heard three loud knocks coming from your door.

“Y/n, it’s me,” you heard Armin say from outside. You get off your bed, go over to the door and unlock it. Armin’s standing there with a bag. “Hey,” he says, pulling you into a hug.

“I’ve missed you Armin,” you say. You don’t know why you said it, you were just talking to him.

“Well I’m here now,” he says, letting go of you. You step aside for him to come in. He goes to your coffee table and places the bag down. “While I was at the gas station, I picked you up some of these.” He takes out a plastic container filled with cookies, and a bottle of your favorite drink.

You walk closer picking up the drink, “You remembered.”

“Of course I did,” he says. He grabs your hand, “I never forgot about you.” That made you think back to what Jean had said to you at the bar. You put the drink back on the table and wrap your arms around Armin’s waist, burying your face in the crook of his neck. He puts his arms around your shoulders and holds you close. “It’s okay, Y/n, I’ll never leave again.”

He doesn’t end the hug, but once you’ve calmed down a little, he spaces you two apart so he can look at you. He says, “If you want we could pop a movie in, or I could paint your nails, or read to you, anything you want to do.”

“Could we just talk for a bit?” you ask, as he hangs his jacket over the side of the couch. You felt bad for dragging him out here if you were just going to watch a movie or something you could easily do by yourself. He nods and you bring him over to the couch.

You sit to the left of him and lean your head on his shoulder. “I don’t really know what I want to talk about, I think I’ve told you most of what’s happened.”

“That’s okay. So, what job do you think you’re gonna get after this?”

“I don’t know,” you say, looking down. “I don’t think I’ll find one easily.”

“I can help you find something in the morning if you want.”

“Sure.” You both stop talking for a minute.

“Do you have any other friends?” he asks.

“No, not really. I had some friends at the coffee shop I worked at, but now that’s gone out of business. I never really spent time with them either, they were just people I talked to.”

“If you want, I can introduce you to some of my friends. I know they’re far away, but if you’re not busy, we could meet halfway, maybe once a week.”

“Like at the bar?”

“Yeah, just a better place than that,” he says. You look up at him, and then down at his hand. You take it.

“Where do you want to go?” You look back up at him, waiting for a response. He blushes as you hold his hand, looking away.

“Well if it’s all of us, some of my friends will probably want to go to a club or something, but if that’s too much, we can just go get food or see a movie.”

“What if it’s just you and me?” He looks back at you, cheeks still flushed. “Do you want to go the library or something at some point?”

“Sure,” he says. You’re thinking for a moment. You’re holding hands with your best friend while your head is on his shoulder, after he drove an hour just to comfort you. You were gonna have to tell him at some point. He wouldn’t just confess to you.

You start to get tired, it was relaxing to be in this position. You yawn, getting the attention of Armin.

“You should go to bed.”

“I’m not that tired, plus you just got here.”

“That’s alright, I don’t mind. And I bet you are tired. You’ve been crying a lot today.” He brushes some hair out of your face, stands up, and takes both of your hands. “Come on, you need to sleep.”

You both part hands and you go to the bathroom for a moment to wash up. When you come out, Armin’s checking his phone with his jacket over his arm.

“Guess I’ll be on my way,” he says.

“Wait, I thought you were staying?” you ask confused. You wanted him to stay.

“Do you want me to? I kind of just said I was without asking you.”

You go closer to him, “Well I made you come all the way out here, so the least I can do is let you stay.”

“You didn’t make me, Y/n, I chose to come.” He puts his phone in his pocket.

“I don’t know, I just feel like I’m burdening you.”

“Y/n,” he takes both of your hands in his own, “There’s nothing I want more than for you to feel better.”

“God, you even remember that.” You look down, starting to feel your eyes water.

“Hey, don’t cry,” he says, wiping a tear from your cheek. You look back up at him, he’s concerned, but he’s smiling at you.

You let go of his hands and hug him. “I love you, Armin,” you say, “and I mean it.” He quickly puts his arms around you, while you let out a shaky breath. You continue, “I have since middle school, it’s not just from this.”

He puts his face in your neck, starting to tear up. “I have too,” he says with a quavering voice. You two stand there, overcome with emotion, holding each other. You pull back for a moment, cupping his face and brushing a tear off his cheek. “I love you, Y/n.”

You smile up at him, still while blubbering. You pull him back and you both rock each other for a moment.

“Come on, let’s go to bed,” you say, leading him to your bed. He puts his jacket over your chair and his phone on your nightstand. Once he’s done, you already have your legs under the covers. You open your arms and he climbs in next to you. He hugs you, then you both lay on your sides, facing each other.

You reach for his cheek again, just holding it. “God, you look so handsome.”

“Thank you,” he says, grabbing a hold of your hand. “You look stunning.” You smile and let out a little chuckle.

“I love you,” you say again. God, you’d have never thought you’d be saying this to him, especially tonight.

“I love you too.” It was a short and simple phrase but it made your cheeks darken and you felt butterflies in your stomach. You lean a little bit forward, kissing him. You both close your eyes as he kisses back.

After a couple seconds, you both part. He pulls the blanket over you, wrapping you in it. “Goodnight,” he says, turning the light off.

“Goodnight.”

~~~~~

You open your eyes, to see that no one’s there. The other side of the bed is empty. You sit up a little, before smelling food cooking from the kitchen.

After around 15 minutes of just laying in bed, you get up and go see what’s cooking. Armin’s at your oven, pulling muffins out of it.

He turns around to see you, a smile on his face. “Good morning!” He starts putting some of the muffins on a cooling rack, “How did you sleep?”

“Good,” you say, sitting at the table.

“That’s good. I used some mix from your cupboard, I hope you don’t mind.” He takes some of the muffins and puts them on plates for the both of you.

“It’s fine,” you yawn and look down at the table. There’s a newspaper in front of you.

Armin comes over to the table and places one plate in front of the newspaper. “Look at the bottom.” You look down the newspaper and see an ad for some small shop that’s hiring. “Thought maybe you’d be interested.”

“Thanks,” you say as he sits down. “So, are we a thing now?” you ask shyly, looking up at him.

“Yea, if you’re interested.”

“Of course I am.”

“Well so am I,” he giggles.

You start reading into the newspaper a little more. What’s done is done, and you’re happy about it.

[asimpforarmin]

Help my friend is reading my fanfic- I feel like AAAAA

[asimpforarmin]

Masterlist 💛

Titles are links.

Oneshots:

Not so Safe? 💛 Content: Armin Arlert x Reader, Modern AU, two dorks being awkward Summary: You and Armin go to the beach during quarantine as a way to get away from the stressors of life, keeping safe during it. WC: 2,123 Genre: fluff?? maybe i guess. Wholesome stuff. Warnings: None

What’s Done is Done 💛 Content: Armin Arlert x Reader, Modern AU, italicized means flashback, bold is just something used to quote from a flashback. Summary: After not talking to Armin for 2 years, you finally reconnect. Then, after a little bonding, he comes over and comforts you when you lose your job. WC: 5,196 Genre: Angst, hurt/comfort, fluff. Warnings: Financial struggle, alcohol and mentions of alcoholism, a little arguing, and probable grammatical errors. Let me know if I missed any!

You Deserve the World 💛 Content: Bertholdt Hoover x Reader, Season 2 and onwards spoilers!!! Summary: You sacrifice Reiner in order to save Bertholdt. WC: 865 Genre: Angst, hurt comfort kinda Warnings: Spoilers, canon typical descriptions of gore.

Headcanons:

Cuddling & Sleeping Headcanons with the AoT Characters 💛 Character(s): Eren Jeager, Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman, Bertholdt Hoover, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, & Sasha Braus Genre: Fluff, light-hearted. Warnings: None

AoT Characters When You ask them to Deal With a Bug 💛 Character(s): Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman, Bertholdt Hoover, Connie Springer, Sasha Braus, Jean Kirstein Genre: Light-hearted, silly, modern!au Warnings: Bugs, spiders, cursing

What Dog the AoT Characters Would Have 💛 Character(s): Armin Arlert, Sasha Braus, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Bertholdt Hoover, & Annie Leonhardt Genre: Light-hearted, modern!au Warnings: Mentions of animal neglect/abuse, some dog breeds commonly perceived as scary, cursing

S/O With a Night Shift 💛

Character(s): Armin Arlert, Connie Springer, Bertholdt Hoover, Jean Kirstein, Mikasa Ackerman Genre: Fluff kinda, modern!au Warnings: None

[asimpforarmin]

Not so Safe? 💛

Content: Armin Arlert x Reader, Modern AU, two dorks being awkward

Summary: You and Armin go to the beach during quarantine as a way to get away from the stressors of life, keeping safe during it.

WC: 2,123

Genre: fluff?? maybe i guess. Wholesome stuff.

Warnings: None

A/n: This is my first fic on this account and also the first one I’ve written in a long time, so this might be bad, idk. Btw check out this playlist: https://youtu.be/1_2lm4tS9N4 It’s really nice and I listened to it while working on this. Ok bye-

You were bored, just slouching in bed late at night waiting for something to happen. Since quarantine hit, you really haven’t been able to see your friends, well not without a screen. You’ve been keeping up with your closest friends, Connie, Sasha, and Armin, and playing Minecraft with them when you don’t have (or don’t do) your schoolwork. You’ve been missing actually hanging out with them though.

So you decided to group message them about it, see if they wanted to go do something, taking safety precautions of course. Turns out Sasha’s mom wouldn’t let her go anywhere because she was worried for her, and Connie was staying with family out of state. But Armin could come.

You moved to private messages to talk to Armin about it, so you don’t spam the group chat or make Sasha and Connie jealous.

“Hey, are you free on Friday?” you asked.

You quickly saw him typing back to you, “Sorry, no, but I can do something on Wednesday or Thursday.”

You sat up a bit, “Alright, either one works for me.” You had that equivalent of awkward silence between texts where neither of you know what to say. “Which one do you prefer?”

He responds after a moment of thinking. “Wednesday’s fine. What do you wanna do?”

You thought it over for a moment, not actually expecting to get this far. “I know that ice cream shop down the road’s open. We could get some ice cream and head down to the beach for a while and just screw around if you want.”

“Sure. Which ice cream shop again?” He questioned. Armin lived not too far from you and had been over a couple times.

“That one we pass when you come over. Taking a right from my house it’s on that corner, a few shops down from the gas station.”

“Oh that one! Ok.” He responded.

“Did you get your bike fixed?” You asked. You all had bikes and would go places on them before the whole virus thing happened. Thing is, Connie crashed into Armin after hitting a pothole and totaled his front spokes.

“Yeah, it’s all ready to go. Do you have a cooler?”

“I know there’s one somewhere in the garage that I can find and clean out.”

“Alright, I’ll see you Wednesday?”

“Definitely.”

You were excited to see at least one of your close friends during the pandemic. You set your alarm for tomorrow, which was Monday. You only had to wait until Wednesday to see him.

~~~~~

Wednesday rolled around soon enough and you had just finished the last of today’s schoolwork. You packed up a backpack with some extra snacks, water, and some bandages in case either of you fall.

You texted Armin “Hey, where do you wanna meet?”

“I can just meet you at the ice cream place if you want.”

“You sure? That's kinda far from where you are.”

“I’ll be fine, it's not terribly far.”

“Alright, well I’ll see you there.”

“Cya,” he signed off.

You put your phone in your backpack, before dusting off that old cooler, filling it with ice, and putting it in your bike basket. You set out for the shop feeling good. You haven’t been outside in a while, and feeling the wind against your skin felt perfect.

You went down the road a ways, pulling up into the shop’s parking lot. You pulled your bike over and leaned it against the curb with the kickstand, and waited for Armin.

About 10 minutes later, the blond comes into view, pulling into the lot, spotting you, and heading over. You look up at him, pulling your mask up as he does the same. He wipes his brow as he’s hauling his bike over. “Hey, how are you?” he asks, looking down and putting his kickstand to the curb.

Your smile, “Good, how about you?” In all honesty you were great now that he’s here. You haven’t seen him in person for around 11 months and you’ve missed him.

He looked back up at you and you could tell he was smiling even under his mask.

“I’m fine, happy to be outside,” he sighed.

“Hey, your hair’s a little longer,” you pointed out.

He blushed a tiny bit, “I’ve only gotten it cut once during this and now since everything’s reopening, my mother’s scared to take me to get it cut again. The only reason she let me come on this trip was because it’s contactless.”

“I see, well either way it looks cute,” you reassured him.

He let out a small laugh, “Thanks.”

“Anyways,” you say, going up to the front of the building, “what flavor do you want?” You put some gloves on before reaching for your wallet.

“I’ll just have the cookie dough.” Armin pulls out his phone to pay that way.

“Hey, I can pay for both of us if you want,” you say, looking over at Armin.

“It’s fine, I have my own money,” he politely declines.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s my pleasure,” you say, taking money out of your wallet, enough for the two of you. “What size do you want?”

He puts his phone back into his pocket, looking up at the size chart. “I’ll just have a medium.” You nod and go up to tell the person at the counter your orders. A few minutes later, your orders are in the window. You hand the cashier the money, then take off your gloves and grab your ice creams. You put the bowls in Tupperware and then in the cooler.

“You ready to go?” You ask Armin. He nods, clicking his helmet back into place and getting on his bike. You get back on your bike too and the both of you head out.

It’s another 10 minutes before you get to the beach. It isn’t the best weather for this kind of visit. It’s overcast and a little bit foggy, but it’s still a nice place to hang out.

The both of you lock your bikes up and take your ice cream out of the cooler. You hand Armin his dessert and open your own.

“Wish the weather was better,” you commented, looking up at the grey sky.

“Well if the sky’s not clear, that means less people will come,” Armin points out, looking over at you. You nod and look around for a spot to sit down. “We could go over there,” Armin suggests. He’s pointing at a couple boulders decently spaced apart up on the hill away form everything.

“Ok,” you say. You both start going over. There’s no one else at the beach besides a few random people chilling at the shoreline. Armin hops up on the boulder to the right and you get on the left one.

“Thanks for paying for this,” Armin sheepishly says, taking a bite.

“It’s no problem, I’m happy to,” you say. God, you wish you could hug him. Quarantine’s been horrible to your social interaction, plus you may have an inkling of attraction to him. Even to just hold his hand would be ethereal. But you can’t. You need to stay safe, and you don’t know if he feels the same about you.

“So, um, how’s your week been so far?” He inquires.

“It’s been okay. Hating school as usual, but besides that I’ve had a good time keeping up with you all,” you say.

He takes another bite before speaking, “If you want, I could help you out with your work if you’re having trouble.” This wasn’t the first time he offered, but you felt like too much for agreeing last time.

“I’ll think about it, I’m managing alright for now though. How about you? How’s quarantine been treating you?” You ask him.

“I’ve been able to keep up with things for the most part, but it does get tiring. It’s good to finally get out of the house again.” You nod and both of you just sit there for a moment, eating and looking out at the ocean. You couldn’t see that far out because of the fog, but what you could see was nice.

The waves slowly crashed against the sand and rocks while you heard gulls above you. You cherished this moment, as simple as it is. Even if your feelings were unmatched, he was still your best friend. You get butterflies whenever he’s around. He makes you happy and anxious in the best ways possible.

Armin looks up before taking out his phone. “Looks like it’s supposed to rain in a bit.”

“That’s a bummer, I wish we could stay out here longer,” you say.

“We can always come back. I’m still free tomorrow.” You perked up at his suggestion.

“Same, we can do that,” you quickly reply. He nods his head in agreement.

“Same time?”

“Sure.” You both went back to eating for a moment. “We should  do this more. This is fun.”

“I do quite like this. It’s relaxing to take a break every now and then,” he says.

The two of you keep talking, about home, friends, hobbies, school, etc, when you felt a raindrop on your cheek. You look over at Armin, who looks up at the rain.

“Guess it’s time to go,” he says, slightly frowning. You stand up, getting the trash from your ice cream and start walking over to the trash can. It’s under one of those buildings that look like metal car awnings, but with benches and the board that shows the directory and rules of the beach. Armin follows suit.

“We really should have checked the weather,” you say, disposing of your trash, “I don’t feel comfortable with either of us biking in the rain on the road like this.”

Armin throws his trash away, “We’ll be okay, it’s not a whole lot,” he says. “Besides, you can call someone if you don’t feel comfortable.”

You sit down on a bench, looking on your phone. “Looks like it’s not supposed to stay for too long. We could just stay here for a while if you’re okay with it.” He sits down next to you and nods. He looks between you two and sees the small gap.

“Sorry,” he says as he moves further away.

“Hey, it’s okay,” you say. You want to tell him how you feel, you really do, but if he doesn’t feel the same, you’re afraid things won’t go back to normal.

You start to say his name at the same time he speaks, which causes you to both chuckle. “You go first,” he says.

“Go ahead, I’ve already forgotten what I was saying.”

“That quickly?” he smiles.

“Apparently.”

“Well I- I don’t know how to put this properly, but…”

“But what?”

“I want to do this more often, and I know you already said that but I really miss hanging out with you.” He looks over at you, waiting for your reaction.

“I miss you too,” you say. You felt your cheeks darken as your face warmed up. You look over at him, he was just the same as you. That gave you the confidence you needed. “I really like you, Armin.”

He looks up at you suddenly, “You mean like, more than friends?” he asks you nervously.

“Yeah. More than friends. I have for a while but I just haven’t said anything.” You look away until he says something, not wanting to face him as he’s making up his mind, but he answers almost immediately.

“I do too! I- I mean I just didn’t say anything because I wasn’t sure if you felt the same.” You felt your breath hitch in your throat, wanting to say something, but you just didn’t have the right words.

“Well, um, we should definitely do this more often then,” you finally say, giving him a smile.

“Do you uh, want to hold hands?” he asks shyly.

“Should we?”

“It’ll be fine as long as we wash our hands when we get home.” You nodded and stuck out your hand. He took it as he moved a bit closer to you.

You two just sat there for a moment, taking everything in. The rain, each other, the sounds coming from the road. Even though it seemed so new, it felt good. It felt right. Armin started speaking again, talking about how he’s been thinking of this moment for a long time. You smiled and continued the conversation for a decent half hour, still clasping hands.

You finally heard the rain let up and the sun began to shine through the clouds.

“You want to go down to the shore for a bit now?” You asked him.

“Of course,” he said. You got up, taking him by the hand down the hill.