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cro0kedme · 2 years

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Titans and the idiot human that woke them up

A/N: Ahhahahaha sorry for taking longer than I meant to, this was supposed to be out days ago but school and some writer’s block decided to team up to try and stop me.

They didn’t win, but they tried.

Anyways @icedmetaltea gave me a bunch of brainrot with their titan Eclipse and the end result is this. ALSO there wasn’t much to go on for this au so I kinda just made up shit and if you don’t like it then I’m not sorry >:)

Okay I’m done talking now so onto the actual summary/fic

Summary: As a traveler and someone with too much curiosity for their own good you often find yourself in creepy and/or weird situations but this by far is the scariest and weirdest. When you went in that forest you thought the worst that would happen was maybe a wild animal attacking you or something, but no. Instead you accidently wake up a giant war machine that has most likely killed hundreds- if not thousands.

And for some reason, this one seems to really like you.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ༓･*˚⁺‧ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ༓･*˚⁺‧ ☾ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ༓･*˚⁺‧ ☽ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ༓･*˚⁺‧

Hundreds of years ago, a war broke out.

A brilliant yet insane man had built the first ever titan. The Titans were massive animatronics designed almost entirely for combat. The man had once been sane, but time had taken its toll, and he, like his father and father before him, had gone insane.

He took the titans he had built and used them to kill whoever stood in his way. The man had wanted to find the secret to immortality through any means necessary. Many tried to stop him, and many failed. The titans the man had built were completely loyal to him, and if the man wanted someone dead, the titans would make sure they died.

A rebellion started in a small corner of the world. They’d managed to build their own titans. A new Freddy and Chica, as well as two completely new titan’s they’d called Montgomery and Roxanne.

The rebellion was growing quickly and in secret until the day they had enough resources to fight back against the man—the tyrant.

The titans battled, but the man’s own ‘loyal’ titans turned on him. Together, everyone made sure the man died and stayed dead. The man’s titans soon ended up ‘dead’ with him. The titans the man had built were still violent and bloodthirsty, even if the man who’d caused their suffering had died.

The four titans that the rebellion made were the only ones left standing in the end.

But that was hundreds of years ago. Now those titans are hidden somewhere only a select few know about. Nowadays, people hardly ever talk about those titans, or titans in general. This includes yourself. You were focused on more important things, such as the important decision you were about to make right now.

"It’s literally a stuffed bear." Your friend, Vanessa, said to you in a deadpan voice.

You, though, were looking at the two identical teddy bears that you found at the store, with one already in your hand and the other still on the shelf staring back into your soul. You looked away from the bear’s eyes. Despite it not being alive, it still made you question your morality.

"But, Vanessa, if I take one of these bears, I have to get the other. I can’t separate them like that. They’ve bonded in the time they’ve sat on this shelf together. I’d be a monster to take one and not the other." You argue, staring intently at the teddy bear in your hands.

"They don’t even breathe." Vanessa points out, looking more tired than when she entered this store. You don’t answer, staring at the teddy bear in your hand again, then looking back over to the one still on the shelf.

You hear Vanessa huff and as you turn around to face her, she snatches the bear out of your hands and throws it into the cart. You stood in silence when you saw Vanessa start walking away with the cart.

You looked over at the teddy bear and whispered, "I’m sorry." To it and run after your friend. Vanessa was already at the cash register and checking out by the time you caught up to her.

"So, you going to tell me why you’re leaving after this?" Vanessa asks, and you shake your head with a large grin. "Nope!" You exclaim, but Vanessa only hums noncomintentally in response. It brings a frown to your face immediately. She’s usually much more fun, but these past few months she’s seemed so sad.

There wasn’t much Vannessa bought, so it didn’t take long for her to check out and leave the store with you behind her.

However, as you were leaving, Vanessa abruptly stopped, causing you to panic a little, and you tried to stop yourself as well, before you hit her or anything else. Vanessa turned around to face you. Her eyes were still dull and the frown she seemed to wear exclusively was still stuck on her face.

Though you weren’t expecting anything else. You’re going on this trip to hopefully change that expression, even if only for a few moments. Vanessa hasn’t smiled in way too long, so you were going to get her a gift.

You feel like she wouldn’t care about it.

"You’re really leaving, huh?" Vanessa says, and you nod, forcing a small smile. Vanessa sighed and tossed over some of the food she’d bought. You (just barely) caught it and looked back up at your friend.

"Make sure not to die." Was all she said before turning around again and walking off. You grinned and waved at her even if she couldn’t see it. "Thanks, Vanessa!" You exclaimed.

Vanessa didn’t even grace you with a response.

You don’t mind too much though, putting the food in your satchel where you also put the teddy bear you got in.

You turned away from Vanessa, walking away from the market full of color and machinery, out of the city full of life and lush plants, and after you were outside the city walls, you were immediately hit with dark brown colors; the sky isn’t bright, and the animals are all gone.

What many in the country—perhaps the whole world—didn’t know is that outside their walls is a broken, dirty, and dead area. It's all that's left of Earth, besides where they live, anyway.

You wouldn’t burst their bubble. You know firsthand that ignorance is bliss. They don’t need to know that the world outside their walls is nearly all dead. It was depressing to see, but you'd grown accustomed to the dry colors and perpetually overcast skies as a traveler.

You tried to grow something outside those walls before, but it never worked. All the plants died before even a week hit. You think the problem was the soil itself. You don’t know what happened to make it like that, and you likely never will, but you also don’t care about that too much.

You start walking on the path you have taken many times before. You usually go on a straight path, taking a few turns here and there, but today you were doing something different.

Outside the walls, there were old, old buildings and battlegrounds. They were usually empty, most of the good stuff, or any stuff, really, already taken by the few others who ventured out here, but sometimes you'd find a secret passageway or a key to a door, and you'd find something cool in there.

You could find any number of things in those rooms: money, treasure (dead human remains), artifacts, and other priceless items. But what you always went after were the journals and books.

There was always a morbid curiosity that you felt when you found someone's last words. You've seen tech there and tried messing with what was left behind to see if someone wrote anything in there, but most of the tech you'd find in the rotting buildings was outdated and you weren't sure how to use it without breaking it—if it wasn't already broken, that is.

Anyway, back to your little mission. A while ago, you remember that while on a delivery run, you got sidetracked and found something you definitely weren’t supposed to, but it led you to find something you'd never thought you'd see again outside any walls.

Green.

That may seem silly and insignificant, but green means growing, as in actual plants and anything alive.

Green grass, green trees, colorful flowers, green bushes, actual wild animals—there was so much there. You wanted to go in so badly but instead mentally marked it and left soon after, not wanting to get caught up in something else just yet. You weren’t quite ready to explore that area yet, already busy trying to clean up your other messes.

But that was pretty recent, and you hadn’t had any deliveries or jobs you needed to perform outside the walls after that so you had no real excuse to leave, but now that you were searching for a gift for Vanessa, you finally found a reason to actually leave and not waste your resources completely.

As you walk up to the forest, you feel nervous. and excited. This is new, uncharted territory completely. You almost turned around, the unknown of the forest giving you enough creeps to leave, but you stepped forward anyway. The complete unknown is something you don't like and want to avoid, but you refuse to leave this forest alone. You need to go into a real forest—just once, at least.

So you take a step in. Then another. And another, and it's... fine. Peaceful, even. You feel your eyes widen as you hear birds chirping, they sound so pretty. The grass is soft, and it doesn't feel rough and dusty like the soil everywhere else does. The rushing water from a river nearby makes you feel at completely calm for once. It makes you smile. It makes you feel alive.

But more than anything, it makes you stay still and just listen for once. to let you stop moving for a little while. Because in this world you live in, travelers are always fighting to survive. Just barely tolerated inside country walls and with their only real 'home' being the post-apocalyptic earth on the outside, it was hard to just sit down and be in the moment.

You finally could now.

You sit down on the grass and close your eyes. You'd never heard all these sounds together at the same time. It's usually automated in the city, and the truly alive plants are far and few in between. Seeing all of them together makes you feel...

At home.

You smile at the thought. Yeah, home. That sounds nice. Maybe, someday, somehow you can make this place your home... away from the stress of the robots and dust filling your lungs, away from the yelling crowds, and away from the glares and suspicious glances you'd grown used to.

Before you could dream any longer, you heard thunder crackling and looked up, seeing dark clouds above you. darker than what you're used to.

"When did..." you trailed off but got up soon after, not bothering with finishing your own sentence. It's going to rain, you can tell, so you need to start looking for some kind of shelter.

You weren't very lucky in your search.

When the rain started, it was just a drizzle, and you still hadn't found cover at the time, but in just a few minutes, it was pouring. The rain drops hitting your cape made you more and more cold.

You continued to run in the now dark, muddy forest. Where were you running to? You don't know, you just hope you'll get lucky and find something to duck under sometime soon.

Trudging through the forest, you try to watch your step, but it gets difficult when all the previously dry grass turns wet and makes it difficult to walk on. Plus all the roots, rocks, and sticks scattered around that you've already almost tripped over a few times didn't exactly make it easier. You even heard thunder- you hardly even hear thunder inside the walls, and up until now you’d never even heard it outside those walls!

Well, you never felt natural rain at all before, so maybe that was normal? Like you said before, everything else on earth was dry and dead. All the water is now exclusively in mankind’s hands. You’d never seen rain outside.

Well, you guess you can mark that off your bucket list now. Unfortunately, it was raining heavily. It sounded soothing, but you didn't want to catch a cold or something. Especially because you don't know what's ahead of you. You’d rather not get sick in an unknown area in the wild, thank you very much.

So you keep running, hoping this isn’t a fruitless endeavor. Is there even any type of shelter in forests? There are probably caves or something, but you’d read about how wildlife was in the, well, wild. And spoiler alert, they were aggressive and wouldn’t hesitate to end you!

Until now, you thought all wildlife had been captured by humans. They kind of had to take all the animals, if they hadn’t then the animals would all certainly die in the wasteland that was earth. So, while the wildlife did not become domestic in the traditional sense, they all had man-made habits that mimicked forests and their homes, so humans came in every now and then to make sure the habitat stayed clean. They'd somewhat gotten used to humans so they did not attack on sight anymore, which you think is a good thing.

You're shaken out of your thoughts when you notice something familiar. Looking back over to what you’d seen, your eyes widened upon realizing that you'd found a house. Many, in fact. It had to be at least a town.

Woo! It looks like you were finding somewhere to stay after all! You made your way to the town slowly but steadily, the wind and rain making it harder to move forward, but you managed.

Making it to the buildings you saw, you took a second to marvel at them. You'd never seen architecture like this before. Even when you were exploring older cities and towns, this place looked different. Not on an extreme level, but enough to be noticable.

There were no roads, or if there were, they were way too faint for you to see. This place looked… worse. Yet better? It was less advanced than the other towns you’d seen, but somehow still more intact than the others.

Although, just like every other place you'd visited, it was a ghost town. You weren't really surprised by this; it always is. In your many years of life and urban exploring, you don't think you've ever seen another living soul while outside any walls.

The buildings around you were broken down, but that was obvious from the second you saw it. However, these buildings look older than what you're used to, and it seems like they're hardly standing up even now. You hope it could withstand this weather, but if it's lasted this long, it's probably fine.

The house you saw first had no roof. You assumed it had caved in, so you tried your luck with the other buildings, and you unfortunately weren't that surprised to see almost every building around you was unsuitable for staying in. Either the roof had caved in, the building itself was too unstable, or a mix of both.

It made you a bit frustrated, it felt as if whatever God may exist was taunting you. Like they were watching in amusement as you tried to find somewhere to stay but had no luck. As you continued to make your way through the old town, you hoped none of these buildings had anything else alive in them. As you continued, nearly tripping over debris on the ground.

It felt like as if this was only the beginning of your bad luck.

You entered another house, and you were getting a bit desperate because you were nearly out of houses to enter. You walked around the dusty and overgrown house, looking from room to broken room. You checked all the places you could; any other rooms in the house were blocked off from the cracked and nearly demolished floors and walls.

You found nothing you could use. Again.

You took a deep breath, willing the nerves to leave you, and took another look at the house.

Walking along the building again, you saw something a bit uneven with one of the walls. A brick that was out of place. Rationally, you know that the brick that’s just slightly out of place probably means nothing, but you may as well try. You seemed to notice that your ancestor’s seemed to like secret rooms so mayyyybe there was something?

You moved over to it and pushed it back where it needed to be. The bricks felt as scratchy and uneven as they always do. You heard something moving almost immediately after, and were extremely relieved to find that a secret wall opened up to what seemed like a safe room or something.

You breathed a sigh of relief and went inside, taking off your cloak, which was now soaking wet, and shook off as much rain and water as you could. It didn't do much, but at least you tried.

You set your cloak down on the floor and then opened your satchel. It was pretty dark in here, so you were going to get your flashlight from inside your bag so you could actually see what was in front of you.

With how many things are in your satchel, it took a while to actually find the flashlight, you found a bunch of stuff you’d forgotten about entirely during the search which was cool but not helpful. After a few minutes, though, you found it and took it out of your satchel proudly. You hit the button to turn it on and were glad to see that it still worked.

Looking around, the room itself wasn't that large; it was honestly a bit underwhelming. However, you did find some, um, interesting things. The many human remains here, in particular. There were more in this single room than you'd seen on a battleground. The hell happened here?

You've seen dead bodies (usually just skulls because the rest of the body had decayed) in abandoned places before, it's impossible not to see at least a few, but in this day and age it’s rare to see a single human remain in any place, and if you do, it was always small, like a bone or something. But here? There are at least sixteen of them.

And the remains certainly weren’t small.

"What the fuck…" you whispered to yourself and then jumped when you heard another strike of thunder in the sky.

You're not usually this jumpy... you guess all the unknowns of this situation are scaring you right now. 'It's fine. I'll be okay.' You told yourself, despite the way you shook, even though you weren't that cold anymore.

Sighing, you step around the room again to see if you can find anything here. You weren’t paying that much attention to anything in here because your thoughts kept drifting to the many people who had died here (or at least had their bodies dumped in here), but it's finne you totally weren't worried about dying here either. It's so okay with you. In fact, you’ve never been more okay.

You knew you were lying to yourself, but hey, when times get hard sometimes denial is all we have. Following that, you shined your flashlight near a human skull and discovered a notebook next to it. Because of course you did.

You kneeled down and picked up the book, trying to brush off some of the many specks of dust on it before opening it.

The book was written in older English. That's the first thing you noticed. Now, while older English wasn't too difficult to understand, some of the words were lost on you. It'd probably be fine, though.

So you started to read the journal despite feeling like you were making some kind of mistake. This book probably wasn’t cursed. Probably...

At first, the journal was just... normal. Mildy unnerving but In your experience, you've learned that most handwritten journals are unnerving, even the completely normal ones. However, this one feels more foreboding than the others. That's probably not a good sign.

You continued to read it anyway.

It detailed their small town, and you think it was more of a diary than anything. You saw the author talking about things like their friends doing something dumb, their crushes doing something cute, their annoyance at having to babysit their younger siblings, but it quickly took a dark turn.

The date was September 23rd, 3001, and the author said how they and whoever else they could find were shoved into this small safe room. A titan was here, and it was bloodthirsty. That made you do a double take because, first of all, what?

Even back then, titans were almost never seen by civilians. Despite how giant they are, they’re almost only used for fighting. Civilian’s are usually kept as far away from the battle as they can be, how’d they know this was a titan?

Well, titan’s were talked about a lot more back then than they were now, so maybe it wasn’t that farfetched?

It was terrifying to read, either way. The clearly still teenage author slowly became more and more insane from staying in the safe room for so long; the other people stuck in the room with them became aggressive as well because of the lack of sunlight, food, and water.

The author said that they, as well as the other three people with them that had survived so far, heard fighting outside for hours. It was loud. They said it could only be titans' fighting. You wonder how they knew that.

Was it normal to hear titan’s fighting?

The author said that it eventually went silent, all was quiet and they wanted to see if it was safe to leave, but they were already at death’s door, hardly able to write, much less get up. But you could figure that out because of how faint and shaky the writing was alone.

And after that entry? There was nothing else. Just empty pages. Something about this person's last words in particular made you feel sick. You usually aren’t so bothered by these things but this one made you feel nervous. Not exactly scared, more like the feeling of knowing something is out there and you’re just waiting for it to pop out.

Not to mention the titan’s the author wrote about made you a bit worried as well. You saw those other two titan’s not that far away from here, were those the two that were fighting? Or was it someone else? If it was, are they still here?

Were they still alive?

You shook your head, attempting to reason with yourself. The author was literally on the verge of death and also severely deprived of basic human needs. They had to have been hallucinating vividly. For all you know, the author could have made up everything.

Even with these thoughts, your hand still shook when you slowly closed the book. The rain and thunder coming from outside did not help your nerves. Even after you closed the journal, you just stared at it for a few minutes more, your thoughts seemingly having halted completely somehow.

You eventually stirred out of it and put the journal in your satchel along with your flashlight, then stood up, grabbing your cloak.

Usually you wouldn’t leave whatever shelter you’d found if the weather was bad enough, especially if it was natural rain, which you hadn’t seen until today, especially especially if that rain was falling down so hard and with winds strong enough that the raindrops literally hurt when they hit your body, but you don’t think you can stand spending another second in this room or in this town.

Your gut was telling you to leave, and it was telling you to do it now. And who are you to deny that request?

After putting on your cloak, you take a deep breath and leave the safe room, not appreciating the current weather. You needed to get out of this little town first. It was a hazard to be in abandoned places when the weather was nice, but now you were afraid something would fall off something and hit you. So you ran as quickly as you could out of the town.

It was a bit harder to see now, and it didn’t really make your situation much better. Hearing trees fall and the absolute silence of the animals wasn’t helping either. You were trying to leave the forest just by remembering the path you took before, but you weren’t having that much luck with it just like everything else in this forest. Even if you found the place you were before, more often than not there was a new obstacle blocking it.

You weren’t amused.

You also weren’t surprised when you got lost. You never really went into any forests, and the trees all looked so similar. You felt like you were going in circles, and maybe you were. You felt like crying. This was a bit too scary for your tastes...

However, after a while of running around in the forest, you found an empty field.

A battlefield, your mind quickly supplied. It seemed to be a large one as well. Ah, well, inspecting battlefield’s wasn’t exactly your top priority at the moment, so you went across the empty field, a bit happy that you could see slightly better since there was nothing blocking your vision.

It didn’t take long for you to find out that it wasn’t as empty as you originally thought,

You heard it before you saw it. How could you not? You’d notice the sound of machinery whirring to life in a heartbeat with how much you’d heard it inside the walls. Looking over to the direction of the noise, you saw something rising.

And you could immediately tell that this thing was massive... and run-down. That one’s not exactly surprising, though.

You could see it slowly rising higher and higher and higher. And it was undoubtedly a titan. But you’d seen titans before, dead ones, but you’d seen them before. This titan had to be at least twice the other titan’s height.

You also noticed ribbon’s on its arms—familiar ones at that. While the color had faded out, it was undoubtedly blue and yellow—different designs, but you’d seen them before. On the two other dead titans you came across,

The two things that unintentionally helped you find the forest.

Man, what is up with you and finding titan’s?

You then looked up at the titan, now staring at its face, and saw one of its eyelights turn on. staring right at you.

You flinched back, your brain finally reminding you that, haha, oh yeah, this thing can totally kill you. And if the author of that diary wasn’t just hallucinating and there were titans fighting, who’s to say this one isn’t the big bad killing one?

Well, you didn’t want to stick around to find out, so you turned around to try and lose it in the maze of trees you’d already gotten lost in once. You knew it was moving, you could hear the machinery in it starting up again affter who knows how long. It was too dark to see much of anything, though, and you weren’t looking behind you, which is where the titan was.

You were too scared to turn around. Especially because you were more focused on trying to be silent, trying to be quick, and trying your best to ignore how you could hear your own heartbeat quite loudly. Was it loud enough for the titan to hear as well? Maybe the rain blocked the sound a bit.

You don’t know and you don't feel like you should try to figure it out, so you continued to run.

You knew you were running for a while. You’re not sure how long, but it was a while. You were running out of breath and never stopped hearing the titan. You think the scariest part of all this was that it never spoke. All you could hear was them slowly ‘waking up’ again.

Why did you think going into the first real forest you’d ever seen was a good idea again?

After a while you finally stopped hearing the titan. You weren’t sure if it was a bad thing or a good thing. Although, given that not even ten seconds later you were picked up by the titan you have to guess it was a bad thing.

You’re not even sure where the hand had come from or how it got there so fast—one second you were on the ground and the next you were standing on a titan’s palm.

You understandably panicked more once you were picked up, especially because of how high you were now. Looking up at the titan’s face again, you can see it a bit better now. The right side of its teeth looked like someone had punched them out. The titan had the same type of sun rays that the other yellow titan had, except this one had many more and the color was a dark red with only a few yellow ones on it—and even so, those yellow ones were dark and washed out.

The rest of the titan was painted dark red, and only one eye light was working. The titan was broken, cracked, and a few small chunks of it were completely gone.

broken, but you doubt it was any less powerful.

As if on cue, you saw lightning strike and thunder roar just seconds after.

"So my savior is... a human? Such a tiny thing…" The Titan said, looking at you curiously.

‘Hahah… this is what I get for exploring weird forests and old towns. Ahahahaha… Yeah, I’m literally about to die.’ You think to yourself, your breathing becoming a bit erratic. It was kind of poetic in a dark way. Think about it. It's raining. You just found a dead person’s diary that may or may not have been talking about the titan in front of you, and now you’ve woken said titan up, which was going to kill you.

You choked out a sob when you finally laid it out in front of yourself like that. You were going to die. Your story ended here, and you probably were going to unintentionally kill hundreds of thousands of more people since you woke up this murderous titan.

You wonder if those old titans used in that war hundreds of years ago were still alive. You wonder if they could stop this titan in front of you.

You then felt the titan start to move their hands closer to you and you just assumed they’d crush you to death or something, which only made you sob more, your breathing getting more erratic than before, but what they actually did made you confused enough to make you forget about your raging fear for a second.

The titan simply… held you in their hand. It wasn’t even that painful, almost like it was trying to be gentle. Well, as gentle as a titan made for killing others can be, anyway.

They... even started petting your hair with one of their fingers??

"Thank you, little thing. As payment, I’ll keep you safe and sound as I resume my effort to remove the blight on earth that is mankind... Save for you, of course." It said, their voice low but still loud. It was terrifying and you didn’t think just a voice could be intimidating enough to make your heart rate pick up somehow even more but you learn something new everyday, you guess.

and despite your fear which was now mixing with your confusion, you were trying to even comprehend what this thing was saying. So, you were right about it being a mass murderer... But it at least wasn’t going to kill you?

You then threw that thought away. As if. Maybe the titan would just keep you alive slightly longer than the others since you woke it up. Even if that wasn’t the case you are confident that they’d kill you eventually, the titan specifically stated how much it hates mankind.

You’re going to die by this thing eventually, you know you will. Even if this titan was serious about not wanting to kill you, it’s only a matter of time before you accidentally make it mad and it’ll kill you because of it.

So why’s this titan even entertaining the idea that it will spare you? Is it just to mess with you?

God, could this get any worse?

"In fact… You’re so small and cute, I think I’ll keep you. I have so much work to do, new friend, and you’ll have a front-row seat~" The Titan said... affectionately?

You tried to even out your breathing again, you just had to go and jinx yourself, didn’t you? What’s this titan even talking about? Because they’re kind of giving you mixed signal’s here with their ‘I want to kill all of humanity’ to ‘But you’re cool even if I just met you’ thing.

You don’t think trusting a giant titan that literally just admitted to wanting to kill every human on this planet was a good idea, but it still hasn’t killed you yet, if that’s even worth anything.

Though, you have a feeling that if you manage to live past today your future is going to be full of a lot of death and a lot more headaches because of this titan who still seems pretty content to just hold you while messing up your hair even more than it already has.

Well, at least you’ll have a great story to tell your friends if you survive.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ༓･*˚⁺‧ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ༓･*˚⁺‧ ☾ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ༓･*˚⁺‧ ☽ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ༓･*˚⁺‧ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓

A/n (again):

Me: I should write about the Eclipse and reader actually interacting

Also me: Write about how reader and Eclipse even met and have the last, like, ten paragraphs about Eclipse and reader

Anyways on a more serious note thanks for reading and I hope this was at least a mildly enjoyable fic. I don’t know if I’ll write a second part of this with reader and Eclipse actually interacting for more than three seconds this time! (and mayyybe sun and/or moon too) but who knows we’ll see how I feel later.

And one last thing, this blog is almost entirely a reblog blog and this is one of the, like, twelve posts I’ve made out of like 100k reblogs so don’t look for anymore fic content here-

I have an ao3 where I write other stuff so if you’re really deprived of my totally awesome amazing fic content I’m CrookedMe on ao3 so go crazy I guess lmao.

Alright I think that’s it. Later losers (affectionate)

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chrollohearttags · 6 months

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the baby trapper | armin artlert

armin wants to make sure you don’t ever leave him. Even if he has to resort to desperate measures

content + themes: porn w/ a little plot, toxic armin making his triumphant return, baby trapping (new to writing this so forgive me if it doesn’t sound right), slight yandere vibes (?) missionary, rough sex, daddy kink, breeding (dk what it is with this man and breeding 😫), unprotected sex, he’s so terrible but he’s so sexy

wc: 1.7K

📝: trying to get my steam back a little and I also couldn’t stop thinking about @levisbaldheadedwh0re and his five baby mamas 😭😭 I’d like to think this is how his ass got them.

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you’d told yourself no..you’d said it time and again that you were done. That this would be the very last time you’d see him..that he didn’t deserve you. All of which were false except the latter. Because somewhere in the back of your consciousness, you knew…you knew it’d always be this way. A tumultuous, repetitive cycle of breaking up and making up even harder. Telling him you hated his guts only got him to be in yours hours later; saying how sorry he was and you’d always forgive him without pause. But this time, he couldn’t be certain…the risk of you actually following through on your promise was far too great. You made it abundantly clear that if he didn’t get his shit together, you were breaking up with him. And to take things a step further, you were moving out of this city and leaving his ass behind entirely. The prospect of you moving onto bigger and better things..new job that paid amicably, an apartment on a nicer side of town than where you currently were and of course, a better man. You had every intention of doing so too. That was until…

“Keep fucking me!…just like that. Right there..”

“Right there, baby? That’s your spot, ain’t it?..squeezing me so fucking tight—“

until you made the rather ignorant choice to make one last visit to the toxic, selfish man known as Armin Artlert. Giving your final plea of sorts; hoping that he’d beg your forgiveness and vow to be a better boyfriend. Because although he wasn’t the best fit for you in the slightest, there was still some semblance of love there. A part of you cared so deeply and didn’t want to let him go. But the truth was, that was pure, unadulterated lust! The connection you felt for him was nothing more than an attachment to his sex..the way he fucked you was incomprobable. Hadn’t met a man who could make you feel the way he did physically. Despite causing you pain in every other area..regardless, you looked past it once he got you out of your clothes and on his mattress, practically breaking the bed frame trying to put you through it.

“Arminnn!….oh my gosh..”

coiling both your wrists and ankles into his grasp, he’d keep you in place, pounding into that core with consistent strokes. Each one going deeper and deeper..drumming out loud whimpers and arousal all the same. A sheath of your juices were leaking onto the sheets, along with staining his cock. He didn’t care..he desired more. Almost as if he were addicted to it. You were already overstimulated; afraid that you couldn’t take another orgasm. All of this came only after he had eaten your pussy to the point of tears. Yet, here he was..determined to get more than his fill. Those blonde locks plastered to his forehead due to the pouring sweat trickling down his body. He always got this way when he was inside of you. The only time he’d give you his all; completely devoted to ensuring that you received the ultimate pleasures. Trembling and shaking, (y/n) gazed into those icy colored eyes, each of which were teeming with lust for you as he finally faltered his speed a little. Those arms..each toned and laced with detailed tattoos stood at your side like that of pillars. “Yes, baby? Something on your mind?”

at the moment, it was completely blank. Your brain dumbed and fucked out by his unrelenting resolve. Not to prove he would treat you right but to ensure that you didn’t go elsewhere. That even if you decided to get in that car tomorrow, drive miles away and never look back, he’d be forever imprinted in your memory..

“I-I can’t..no more, baby. Please…oh my gosh.”

however, that wasn’t the only way that Armin was planning to leave his mark on you. Because little did you know, he had devised a plan to ensure that the two of you would be bound for a lifetime. Whether you wanted to do so or not..

“No more? Oh, sweetheart..I know you can give me so much more than that..” his voice mirroring that of a very nefarious villain. Even patting your cheek and sliding a thumb between your lips for a small semblance of comfort. You looked so cute and utterly pathetic. So much so the sight made him twitch whilst buried to your hilt. That swollen cock head pressing directly against the entrance of your womb. He hadn’t been entirely honest when he invited you over for what he called “one last talk.”..hell, he had no intentions at all of sitting down and discussing the state of your relationship, what he could do to resolve it or how to be a better man. His one and true objective was to get you pregnant! He wanted you to be with his child, so that no matter where you strayed, you’d be reminded of him. He’d constantly tell you how he wanted you to have his baby and that you’d look so pretty carrying it. But you couldn’t in good faith raise a child with someone as irresponsible as Armin! His employment was constantly fleeting, he lacked all the skills required to care for another human being and you didn’t want that risk. But you truly had no choice..no choice but to lie there and take every inch of him as your beautiful brown eyes rolled to the back of your skull. As that appendage left an imprint in the pit of your belly, kissing the inner corner of that cervix. Your legs flailing midair and your toes curling to the max. He wanted to keep you like this forever..admire and treasure his most precious possession..

“I mean..I bet if I do this..” suddenly, you’d feel that swelling tension in your loins deepening when he rubbed your clit with his free thumb. “No wait!—“ “..you’ll come so hard, I won’t even be able to stay inside of you.” His voice is so condescending but soothing in a way. He gave you sweet nothings with the most sour of intentions. Knowing that he wasn’t going to allow you to leave here tonight without every last drop of his seed in your womb. Until he saw the lines on that test indicating a positive result. He needed it..he needed you so fucking badly!

“So that’s why I want you to take it…take all this fucking dick, sweetheart. You’re such a good girl..the only one who can get all of my nut. So do it..take it just like you did the other ones.”

it was then that those vigorous thrusts would resume. Even harder than before and he didn’t care that he had now freed your hands and you were utilizing them as a means to slow him down. He’d merely put them right back where they started. “If you can’t keep your hands to yourself, beautiful. I guess I’ll just have to hold them again.” Meanwhile, he’d release another maniacal laugh and shove his tongue between your lips; swirling it around your own until you were whimpering into his mouth. He had maximized his speed and was rutting those hips until you felt him to the hilt. That tight cunt made even more constricted by his previous loads that had been sloshing around. Throbbing and leaking as he thrashed you around. His thick girth and long length fill every sector of you. He had full dominion over this body and wasn’t letting go!

“Are you gonna do as I asked, baby? You’ll do whatever I want, right?..”

“Y-yes, daddy! Fuck meeee..”

“And you’re not going any fucking where, isn’t that right?..”

“No…oh my gosh, just don’t stop.”

your answer seemed to satisfy his ego well enough and that was all he needed to persist. Smirking down and rewarding you with another kiss, Armin gently stroked the side of your face before leaning back up.

“That’s right, baby. Get used to calling me daddy..because I want to get you pregnant. Fill that pretty pussy up..you ready?” You’d vehemently nod with tears in your eyes. Begging for him to do so..to make you his forever. With only a couple more strokes, he’d take an inch or so out and for his final thrusts, slow down.. “..c’mon, beg me. Lemme hear you say that shit. Tell me you want my babies..tell me you want me to get you pregnant.” Leaving you no option than to do so and truth be told…

“Come in me, daddy! Please..give it to me..”

“There we go…now hold still..”

you wouldn’t want it any other way! Finally, he’d come to a halt and you’d feel that earlier throbbing increased tenfold. All that mounting tension of being between those tight walls had finally caught up and he couldn't hold or pull out. “Ah—haaa..shit, coming!”

pulling you into his chest, Armin would empty every last remnant of his cum into your womb, filling your stomach with every ounce, joining the other two that had followed before. You were stuffed to the brim; overflowing with the warm, white substance by the time he finished. Those strings of silky fluid didn’t come without a chorus of empty ‘I love you’s’ and tearful cries. He made you linger on every word. Hold on to hope that he meant what he spoke. But even if there wasn’t a hint of truth in his statement..

“Thank you, sweetheart…for letting me fill you up..look at that. Gonna look so pretty with my baby..I love you.”

it was too late. You were already trapped inside of his web!

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