#erwin smith x gn!reader

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hi sky can i also pls order a rum raisin sugar cone with hot fudge?? or if you're outta hot fudge I could definitely take some chopped nuts?? canon pls if possible but no worries if not!!!

Order up!! One rum raisin sugar cone with hot fudge for El!!

Sky's Summer and 250 Follower Event!

☾ Pairing ➼ Erwin Smith x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ one bed, canonverse, pre-commander Erwin (actually freshly scout initiate Erwin), light fluff, angst (if you squint but you don't need to squint that hard I'M SO SORRY)

☾ A/N ➼ HI EL! I'm so sorry this took forever also sorry that I did Erwin's instead of Miche's but I'm working on that next, I swear!! Canonverse one bed can be hard but I think I made it work out. This became a lot sadder than I initially planned but like, there's hope?? And it's kinda sweet?? But like, knowing what you know for the last half of season 3 :| yeah. I'm sure it's fine a;lsdkjfa;lskjf this is the second time where I've written canon and alluded to the shitshow that happens later as;ldfj ANYWAYS. Thank you so much for sending in a request!! I'm excited to hear what you think. :3

Edit: coming back here to say that I had this exact request sitting in my inbox from El for the longest time and I'm glad you requested it again when I had the creativity and confidence. It still has to do with a tent and a bedroll and one bed, but hopefully this twist was okay lmao. I'm still laughing at my typo with typing right as write akjfksnfmd

☾ Word Count ➼ ~2.3k

It would figure that your first ever expedition would turn into a disaster. Not because of any titan's doings, which is what you would assume would have happened. No, instead of facing an early death, you find yourself dealing with a ripped tent and a torrential rainstorm. Everything you brought with you, including your spare clothes, were soaked through. Nothing was spared from the wrath of the dark skies.

This is why you're marching to the only person you know well enough out of the entire legion that was sent forth on this expedition – Erwin Smith.

Fresh out of the cadet corps, it was a no brainer that Erwin would join the scouts. You were quick to follow, but not because of him per say. You also shared the drive for knowledge on what was out there and a way to cure the sickness that ails humanity – the titans. Both of you begged for any answers and the only way to get those answers was to go beyond the walls, no matter what it took.

For these reasons alone, you and Erwin found friendship in each other easily. But because of those same ideals, you were both very isolated. That isolation was relished between the two of you, though, as it made you closer.

Erwin's tent is now in arms reach and you don't hesitate to scratch at the canvas to get his attention. It was still early in the night, you assumed, so there was a high chance Erwin was still awake. As the cold rain falls around you, dripping down your face and soaking your clothes, you wait impatiently for your friend.

Eventually, a head pops out of the slit of the tent, ocean blue eyes searching until they fall on the figure in front of him. There's a little grimace at first until he realizes it's you, and then it's replaced with a dazzling smile. Bushy eyebrows shoot up his forehead as he takes in the state of you.

“What are you doing out in the rain? Go back to your tent and dry off.”

“I would love to do that but something happened and now there's a giant hole in my tent. Nothing is salvageable. Can I stay with you?” You wrap your arms around your stomach to hold yourself closer for warmth, but there's none left. Your teeth have started chattering at this point.

“Of course, get out of that rain. You'll catch a cold.” Erwin pulls up the flap to give you allowance into his dimly lit tent. Instantly, a burst of warmth blows onto you and you don't have to be told twice. Erwin's tent isn't large by any means, especially considering how much space he takes up already. You find yourself brushing up against him as you scuttle your way into the warm space – you completely miss the way he freezes up for a second as you do.

“Did you bring any spare clothes?” Erwin asks as he ties the tent flaps back together. The rain brought cold wind which made the canvas shudder from the force. You knew Erwin well enough to know he had staked his tent down well, but you still can't help but worry.

“They were ruined as well. I brought my pack but again, nothing was salvageable and it all needs to dry.” You say through chattering teeth as you rub your hands up and down your arms for extra heat. Your pack in question hangs loose on your back and is currently dripping the same amount of water that drips off your shaking frame.

Erwin turns around to take in the sad sight of you, his eyes downturned in concern. You now notice he was in his underclothes, almost ready for bed. His bedroll is spread out next you, which was unfortunately being splattered by rainwater as it drips to the ground.

“You can use some of mine and we'll hang your clothes to dry, okay?” He holds his hand out for you bag which you hand over happily through shaking fingers. You were chilled straight down to the bone.

As he digs around your bag for your extra clothes, you take this moment to look around his cozy space. The bedroll you've already seen, but off to the side is his pack and a dim lantern, and right next to it are a few journals and books. One is half open with a pencil sticking out of it as if he was taking notes in the margins – which you would not put past your bookish friend.

“Okay, you can grab the spare I have in my bag. I'm sure they'll be too big, but it's better than nothing. I'll step out for a second so you can get out of those clothes.” Erwin mutters as he turns to you waiting for an answer. You furrow your eyebrows back.

“So you can get wet too? No way, just. Turn your back or something.” You flap your hand dismissively. The dim light coming from the corner makes it hard to see his face, but if you could you'd notice a very prominent pink flush that starts creeping from his neck into his cheeks. He stutters an agreement and does what he’s told.

Without hesitation, you start stripping. It’s extremely hard to do because not only do you have complicated leather straps to unbuckle, every fabric clung to your skin. Eventually you're able to pull it all off and drop them to the ground with various ‘splat' noises – even your undergarments. Your teeth chatter even harder now as your exposed skin meets the cool, moist air. You trusted Erwin enough to know he wouldn't peek nor do any funny business, but you can't help the heat that burns in your cheeks at the vulnerable position you were in.

As you start rummaging in his pack, you notice he had the bare essentials as well as two other books. You raise an eyebrow at it all as you pull out his white button down – folded neatly of course.

“Did you even bring any rations with you?” You half-joke as you tug Erwin's shirt over your head and down your body.

“I did. Enough for the expedition, of course.” He chuckles, knowing damn well you were poking fun at his books.

Due to the massive height difference, his shirt is practically a dress on you as it falls a little under your butt. You already knew his pants weren't going to fit but you still pulled them on just to see. It was almost comical how easy they fell down your legs. With a soft huff, you step out of the uniform that pooled at your feet and tug your underwear back on. Wet was better than being exposed.

“Everything okay?” Erwin asks, still with his back turned to you.

“Yeah, everything is fine. Your clothes are just so big. I'm done, by the way.” You say as you straighten back up after tucking his things back into his pack.

“Better than being wet.” He turns back around, those eyes of his sparkling in the dim flames. They glance down to your bare legs for a second before jumping back up to your face. There's an obvious blush across his pale cheeks but you pretend not to notice.

“Yeah, that's fair.” You sigh as you sit yourself down on Erwin's bedroll. The leather is soft against your exposed legs which you cover quickly with the thin fleece blanket provided. It's considerably less cold, your teeth finally at a standstill.

“Erwin, are you sure this is okay? I don't want to impose.” You watch as Erwin lowers himself down next to you, half on the bed. You scoot over so he has room and he follows suit – still partially off the cloth but not as bad.

“Nonsense. And leave you sopping wet? Don't be dumb.” He gently knocks into your shoulder with his own, a low chuckle rumbling out of his chest.

“Well, thanks. I don't have to take the be-"

“Don't even think about it. I don't need one, you take it. Besides, you're the one that got drenched, not me. Your body heat needs to get back to normal.”

You don't answer back to that. Erwin Smith, the chivalrous knight as always. As the heavy raindrops hit the top of the tent, you find your thoughts drifting back to when you and Erwin first met – back in the cadet corps.

“What do you think is out there?” You ask quietly, watching the lantern-lit shadows dance against the inner tent walls.

“Freedom, I hope. An elixir to humanity. More answers to questions that haven't been asked yet.”

“Hm. Do you think we'll ever live to see those questions answered?” You look over to your friend as he meets your gaze, eyes softened as they bounce around your face.

“We have to. Or at least, we have to hope for it. That's all we can do.” His lips twitch into a smile.

“What do you think Nile is up to?”

“Doing his best to look out for the people, I suppose. As much as I think he would have made a great scout, I'm glad he's there. He'll be able to keep people in line effectively.” His shoulders bounce from soft laughter, no doubt thinking back to the shenanigans Nile had to save you from time and time again.

“You know, before we left I heard word that he was thinking about marrying Marie.” You mutter, looking away and back to the canvas walls.

“Yeah, I did too. I sent him my best regards.”

Distant thunder cracks above as the wind starts to pick up a little more. You bite back what you really wanted to ask but found your curiosity winning over, as it always did. Something you think will never change despite the trouble you've gotten into over the years.

“Do you regret not staying for her?”

“No, it wasn't going to work out anyways. Besides, our lives have bigger purposes. I wasn't meant to settle down, I don't think.” Erwin responds back faster than you thought, clearing any doubts you had for him.

“So you don't think you'll ever get married?”

“With this line of work? I'd have to retire first.” You laugh at that, trying to picture what an old retired Erwin would look like.

“I think I'd like to. But not until we get answers, of course.” You say quickly, giving him a quick glance. Answers were all you and Erwin ever wanted when it came to the decision of joining the scouts.

“Then that means we need to push even harder, doesn't it?” A yawn escapes you as he finishes his sentence, and he raises a bushy eyebrow at you.

“You should get some rest, you look drained.”

“What about you? There's not a lot of room here.”

“It'll be fine.” He sounds so nonchalant but the blush on his face that no doubt mirrors yours says otherwise. You're suddenly hyper aware that you're only in a shirt and underwear.

“Fine, but no funny business, Mr. Smith.” You narrow your eyes playfully before sliding yourself lower onto the leather until you're fully lying down. Always the knight, Erwin lies down too but gives a good 6-inch clearance, enough that you know he's half off the bedroll again.

“Thanks, Erwin.” You mumble before closing your eyes, the smell of cedar wafting into your senses – something that always came with Erwin's proximity. You're drifting off before you know it, straight into dreams about your younger cadet years.

As you sleep, you of course are not aware of Erwin's careful gaze as your breathing becomes heavier with every passing minute. The way your eyelashes flutter as your eyes move around in your dreaming state. How your cheeks and bottom lip puff out, tinted light pink. Erwin hopes that somewhere out there, there's a world where he could settle down. And hopefully it was you that he was with.

.

“Commander Smith?” A soft voice brings Erwin out of his memories and into the present where a young boy with blond hair and bright blue eyes stares at him.

“Ah, yes. Sorry about that. You were saying, Arlert?” Erwin sits up in his bed, using his remaining arm to push him into a better position. The throbbing pain that radiates off his right side is ever present, but not as white hot as it was before. It was nothing he couldn't handle. What did weird him out was the feeling of his fingers that were no longer there.

“Forgive me for being so bold to ask, but is something bothering you Sir?” Armin shifts nervously in his chair, the wooden frame creaking from under him.

“Aside from the missing arm?” Erwin chuckles darkly. He notes the wide-eyed disposition of the cadet in front of him, expression full of worry. And… a little bit of underlying excitement. “I'm fine. You just remind me of someone I knew, is all.”

“O-oh. I hope that's a good thing?”

“It is. I think they would like you. But about the basement? You had theories about what might be down there?”

“Yes! Well, I was thinking…”

Erwin watches young Armin Arlert as he rattles on, not being able to stop the string of thoughts of how much he missed you and wished that you were still here with him. How much you would have loved to learn the secrets of the walls and what might lie beyond. What you would have said to Erwin after he quietly whispered over to you, ‘told you so.’

There's an unspoken promise made to you that he would do what he could to learn everything so that when he saw you again in the afterlife, you would get to know as well.

I don't have a lot of Erwin girlies that I know of but I know @bita-bita likes him so uhhh here! Also @melodyuzumaki and @elnyrae just for good measure.

[cindol]

The thought of soft men reaching their breaking point once you test them enough.

tw— as always: black reader coded, gender neutral reader, hair pulling, mention of mean attitude before,

The usual soft demeanor and soft smile disappearing once he hits his limit with you, his fist clenching a little and a irritated look on his face as he now had a smile but just left soft looking and more of ‘enough of that now, okay?’ look.

The way he slides the sleeves of his dress shirt up and taking off any watch or jewelry off his wrist and fingers while brushing his fingers through his hair and sighing while looking at you. a visible vein was on the corner of his forehead. He towered over you as he spoke,”I’ve tried being the mature one but I’m guessing this was a ploy of yours right?”

he notices your small nod and gets down to your level.”guess I’ll have to give into your mean acts and treat you how you’ve treated me then..” surprising you he tugs your hair with a painful grip making you wince and tears forming on your tear lines. He had no smile anymore, just a stern look with furrowed brows, no more playing games.

ARMIN ARLERT, ERWIN SMITH,TOMAS MK1, SUGURU GETOU, SHIU KONG, NANAMI KENTO, KEIGO HAWKS + ANY NICE GUYS U CAN IMAGINE HERE !

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𓇢𓆸 Ache

Mdni

Every waking moment is torture around you, away from you even.

He looks at you across the dining room, your smile, body, mind, energy. He can’t help himself.

Admiration is one thing but he is devoted to you, though you have no idea, his heart aches In silence.

The air from his lungs feels foreign, his mind is consumed by thoughts of you, his body craves your touch.

At night the yearning is unbearable, the room feeling too cold and too warm without you, he’d do anything, anything for you to give him a sliver of a chance at your love.

You look back at him in the dining room, your hands tremble,he’s so intimidating, so distant, yet you’d do unspeakable things, just to call him yours.

If only.

Levi, Erwin, Jean, Reiner, Leon, König, Aizawa

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aot boys + writing their name on you

contains: armin arlert, eren jaeger, zeke jaeger, erwin smith, levi ackerman, jean kirstein x gn!reader

nicknames: darling (erwin), baby (jean)

warnings: reader and armin are implied to be in high school/college in armin's, reader and erwin are implied to be of drinking age in erwin's, mentions of drinking and reader getting drunk, kinda suggestive, reader's breasts are mentioned but never mentioned to be male or female

armin:

When your relationship is still private to just you and your friends, he loves talking about you to the people who know. “My partner” this and “my partner” that- he tries not to be annoying about it, but he loves that people know.

When football season rolls around, all the players are giving their spare jerseys to their partners to wear.

Armin, being the manager, doesn’t have a jersey to give you, and you two are still trying to keep your relationship on the down-low until you’re more settled.

Armin pulls you into a corner on the morning of the homecoming game and pulls a sharpie out of his pocket. He grabs your hand and smiles, before writing “ARLERT” in big bold letters across the back of your hand.

He plants a kiss on your warm cheek before slipping away to his first class.

It’s subtle enough that not many people even take notice of it, but every time you see a peek of black while you’re writing, your mind floods with images of your beaming boyfriend.

(By the end of the season, you have a varsity jacket with his name embroidered onto it. You wear it to every game.)

eren:

Eren isn’t dumb- you’re hot as fuck, and he knows other people want you. He trust you with his entire heart, but still, he doesn’t like the idea of people who don’t know about you two looking at you like that.

So, like a completely reasonable person, after hugging you good morning, he drops to his knees in front of you and slips a hand under your shirt.

While you don’t know what he’s doing at first, he looks up to you for permission when he pulls out the sharpie. When you give him a nod, he writes “JAEGER” in small blocky lettering just below your belly button, then, with a hand on your hip, turns you around to do the same on the small of your back.

You appear the same when he pulls away from you to leave a lingering kiss on your lips, but all day, whenever you lean down to grab anything or stretch your arms above your head, anyone watching can see your boyfriend’s name scrawled on you.

zeke:

Zeke isn’t jealous. He doesn’t care if other people want you, and he doesn’t need to show you off, because you’re his and his only, and you both know that. He’s yours as well.

But… good lord, if seeing his name on you doesn’t turn him on.

One night Zeke brings up the idea. At first, he’s joking, but he feels a shudder run through you from where his arm is wrapped around you, and suddenly the idea is invading his thoughts regularly.

So one night Zeke presents you with a marker and tells you his idea. After you give him permission and pull off your shirt when he asks, he takes his time kissing all over you and worshipping your chest and torso.

Eventually, you run your fingers through his hair and guide him back to the topic at hand, and he watches goosebumps rise on your stomach as he writes “ZEKE JAEGER” in his curvy letters below your breasts.

The next day, whenever Zeke’s arm is around you, his fingers run over the faked ink through your clothes, and you shudder in his arms.

It may have started as a joke, but that sharpie never leaves Zeke’s bedroom again.

erwin:

One night, before you go out drinking with all your friends, Erwin gently takes your arm at the door and grabs a sharpie off the table.

“Darling, we both know you’re a… friendly drunk. I’d simply like to have some assurance that everyone knows you are taken.”

You roll up your sleeve and allow your boyfriend to scrawl “if lost return to ERWIN SMITH” in his perfect cursive across your arm. He places a gentle kiss over the ink after he recaps the marker, and then another on your lips before he leads you out to the car.

Hange teases you about the words when you get to the bar (“wow, can’t take you anywhere, huh?”), but your heart warms when you’re stumbling back to your car with your boyfriend and he finally tugs your sleeve down after a long night.

levi:

Levi isn’t quite so civil about it. He’s not incredible at expressing his feelings, but he really loves you and does his best to make sure you know it.

The first time he sees someone blatantly flirting with you after you start dating, he cuts into the conversation and drags you away as soon as he can.

Later, in private, he pushes past his own mental barriers and tells you, “I don’t like seeing other people look at you like that. Only I’m supposed to look at you like that.”

Neither of you come up with something easily to let people know you’re taken, aside from something like cheesy t-shirts (which Levi vetoes immediately).

A few days later, Levi approaches you with a sharpie and pushes your chin up. You respond easily to his hands, and sit still as he writes “LEVI” in his sloppy lettering across your collarbone.

“Perfect,” he murmurs, running his fingers across it when he finishes.

“Baby, I love the idea, but…” your neck cranes to see the letters. “You know I can barely read that, right?”

He doesn’t quite blush, but you can tell he’s nearly there. You take his hand in yours, smiling.

“Hey. It’s perfect. It’s you, and that’s what really matters, right?”

jean:

When you, Jean, Connie, and Sasha are hanging out, Connie dares Jean to write his name on you.

It starts as a joke, funny for everyone: Jean writes “KIRSTEIN” in thick letters on your cheek, and you both giggle, while Connie and Sasha crack up and take photos.

But later that night, after Sasha and Connie leave, Jean pulls you into his lap and kisses over his name on your cheek.

“Hey baby? Do you think I could make you a Kirstein for real some day?”

You push his hair back and smile. “A bit fast for that, don’t you think, Mr. Kirstein?”

He grins back and kisses you deeply, his hand coming up to cup your cheek and thumb over the sharpie.

“Someday,” you mumble into the kiss, and he lifts you up to take you to his bedroom.

[wing-ed-thing]

Levi x Reader x Erwin Love Triangle Headcanons

Tags/Warnings: No Reader Pronouns, Slight Name-Calling (1)

𓆃 Levi having the initiative in a love triangle setting? What is this? An AU?

𓆃 This dynamic is sure to produce your classic love triangle feelings and troupes tenfold. Both are very powerful men with Levi being loyal, reliable, and slightly aloof, while Erwin is charming, calculating, and the definition of aloof.

𓆃 Levi has the advantage in the dynamic (which is a rarity for him, considering his reserved nature) simply because Erwin has basically sworn relationships off already.

𓆃 Although, this doesn't stop Erwin from trying to have his cake and eat it too. While he couldn't allow himself to have a life with Marie, that doesn't mean he's above teasing, flirting, and otherwise courting all time tell himself— and perhaps even telling you— that he's not looking for anything more.

𓆃 Levi also isn't one to jump at the prospect of an intimate relationship either (whatever that looks like for the two of you). He prefers to take things slow to scope you out as a person.

𓆃 Perhaps you'll hear, "Let's go out," or probably more likely, "I need dinner, let's go," but that's about the extent Levi is going.

𓆃 In fact, the only time the word "date" is ever going to be explicitly said is if you ask, "Is this a date?" to which Levi might answer, "Call it whatever you want, idiot" but only if you're particularly oblivious.

𓆃 It's more than Erwin will acknowledge. He'll make any excuse for you to accompany him on things, telling you that he wants to eat out for lunch and tells you to order what you want because he's putting it on the office tab.

𓆃 Don't even bother asking if anything is remotely outside professional because all you'll get back is, "Hm? What gave you that impression?" with a look on his face that makes you wonder if he's being serious or not.

𓆃 It's not that Erwin doesn't want you; it's that he desires something even more. This combined with his expert masking abilities and charm, translates to mixed signals at best.

𓆃 He's content with getting what he wants out of his relationship with you while avoiding placing labels on what you are for as long as possible.

𓆃 Levi, on the other hand, is far too... introspective. He has a lot going on, and he's mostly aware of it all, including his past losing people he cares about.

𓆃 There's not exactly a specific fear. It's more that he's lost tolerance for vulnerability, always waiting for the other shoe to drop. Subconsciously, he almost expects good things in his life to be followed by bad things.

𓆃 He'll continue to build a deep friendship with you, displaying deepening feelings through reluctant or secretive acts of service, leaving you with a strong and intimate friendship.

𓆃 Unlike Erwin, Levi's a bit more casual about labels. Ending the love triangle could be as easy as, "Are we a couple?" "If you say so. We've been living together for 8 goddamn months."

𓆃 It'll take quite the catalyst for one of them to make a definitive move. Even if you made your intentions known, it's likely not enough to bypass Erwin's mixed thoughts or Levi's.

𓆃 Erwin doesn't even know what he wants, and Levi is too fixated on what a deeper relationship with you means.

𓆃 So until something big happens that knocks either of them into shape, Erwin is content to play house with you, and Levi will continue to scope you out, overthinking until it's too late.

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

If you're interested in more Levi x Reader x Erwin, consider checking out my 17.5k fic Stupid, Stupid, Emotionally Unavailable Erwin Smith or on AO3.

[riewritten]

How about Erwin just being a gentleman and protective? 🥺

ahah... 4 months before i catered to this req... ahaha... sorry didn't mean that. i was just feeling silly. this is a very general premise tho, so i made the particularities myself!

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. gen neutral!reader x erwin smith 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬. 1.1k 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬. hurt/comfort, mental health issues & nuances of self-harm, basically erwin smith comforting and protecting you from… tada! yourself! (pretty ppl with ugly demons unite!)

The room is warped with sheer worry on your end while apparent scrutiny on Erwin's end. Only the two of you are in the room, facing each other, with the table separating both of you. He squints his eyes yet again; yours averts elsewhere but his deep stare.

"You've been wearing clothes quite too warm for this summer recently," he starts. "Do you have anything to tell me?"

"What else would I tell you? It's cold for me. Is it my fault that my skin isn't too thick anymore?"

He sighs upon hearing you feign ignorance. You very much know what he's talking about. 

"It's true, Erwin. My skin has been turning thin and fragile recently."

"May I see?"

"No."

"Why?"

You don't answer. Instead, you lower your head from him, lacking confidence for your reasons. Erwin waits, albeit he intentionally puts pressure on the question. After minutes, you finally give in to it, "It's been quite itchy recently."

"And...?"

"So I wear the sweatshirts. It would help ease the cold. It would help ease the itching."

"And?" he presses again, emphasizing the one-word question with utter urgency. Erwin's not one to lose his patience, but he's slowly coming to terms with the situation at hand and it is, indeed, getting quite urgent.

And with the lack of your answer, Erwin finally stands up. Despite its graced and precise sounds, the heel of his shoes is ringing your ear in further trepidation. He kneels when he's in front of you, urging you to look at his face.

He holds onto the tip of your sweater to gesture that he wants to fold it up himself, "May I?"

"Erwin," you mutter. A warning, perhaps.

Nonetheless, his other hand plays on your fingers, running circles on your palm in a calming gesture. He calls your name, "May I?"

You take minutes before getting the courage to nod. Anyone would've lost their patience by now, but Erwin instead responds with a small but sheerly proud smile as if to say: there, there. It wasn't too hard to do, was it?

He slowly folds up the sweater to expose more of your skin, holding precise gentleness as if he's really taking your dilly-dallies into account—that it is indeed fragile, and the sweater you're wearing is to alleviate its fraying.

Then there it goes. The answer is unveiled with the revealed skin. Aggressive and swollen nail scratches stain your skin. It's not something acquired by sharp objects. No, not at all. And that worries Erwin even more. He could easily put you off limits to external objects, but if this is the case, then, "How did you get this?"

You try to swat your hands away, getting irritated and defensive. "I told you, it's itchy."

"So you were scratching it?"

"Obviously? You have so many questions."

This is when his tone goes stern, "Answer me properly."

"I'm getting uncomfortable with this talk. Let me out of the room now."

"The uncomfortable one in this talk is the one causing the wounds."

"I will apply anti-irritant cream later on, okay?"

"And you know well the scratches didn't stem from something physical."

Indeed. You purse your lips tight. Erwin got you. He caught it badly, and his tone clearly shows he won't let it go.

Your itches are coming from anxiousness. The scratches stem from sheer uncomfortability and rattling thoughts. It's all coming from the inside, and thus fraying your skin mayhaps is a way for you to spit it all out.

"That's why I've been wearing sweaters," you say, the defense not so mighty anymore, but when Erwin doesn't answer, your face finally crumbled into guilt—a pang of genuine, reeking guilt. "Are you angry?"

Instead of answering, Erwin holds your fingers again and examines your nails. Then he stands up, goes to the closet, and returns to you.

"Stand up."

Erwin—when slipping into the tone of a commander—isn't someone to mess up with. So you follow suit. You stand up from your chair.

"Sit on the table."

"Eh?"

"Sit," he orders strictly.

Strange enough, you follow suit. Despite the glare and confusion, you hoist yourself up the table and sit. Erwin replaces your spot on the chair and faces you.

"Erwin, what are you doing?"

He holds your hand; the gesture answers your question. The thing he got from his closet was a nail cutter. Snip snaps cover the room. His silent yet resolute stance leaves you no choice but to let him. After all, he's right. The one uncomfortable in this conversation is the one causing the wounds. He's not angry at you per se; he could never be when he's worried. But the facet of you that causes this wound, this anxiousness, is what he wants to go away. This man would swear to protect you from anything and anyone, just as you would do for him. But at the same time, his most brutal rival is you—the hardest thing to do is to protect you from yourself. Not like he could crack your brain open and scoop the voices rattling inside your head.

So instead, he snips the sharp of your nails. Then he gently damps cream to the scratches of your skin, all the while thinking of different alternatives for you to do aside from fraying your skin—perhaps another way for you to spit the overwhelming voices out, something that would not result in wounds hidden by your sweatshirts.

He'd pretty much do everything—everything to protect you, everything to counter your aggressive mind by his sheer gentleness and resolve—precisely what you deserve for everything you had gone through.

"I'm sorry, Erwin," you mutter in guilt, worrying about his silence amidst his huge gestures.

"Does it hurt?"

You nod weakly, "It stings a bit. It didn't bleed, but it seems to be irritated."

"You do know it's not your fault, no?"

"Tch," you huff in mock, "not like someone else caused the skin scratches."

"You wouldn't want to enter a discourse you're certain you'd lose."

"Thank you," you mumble, "for cutting my nails for me."

"This isn't a free service."

"Then how else would I pay you back?"

"Live with me," he interposes, yet he sounds too resolved to ask your opinion. "At least until the itching subsides."

"N-no, I'm okay, really!"

"That was not a question. I'm merely informing you. That's the only way you could pay me back."

"Is this non-negotiable?"

"It is. You have no choice but to follow."

The only response you could come up with is a chuckle.

Erwin chuckles in turn. His sternness has wholly subsided.

The uncomfortably subsides a bit, too; the silence that follows suit no longer feels cold. Perhaps Erwin's presence is akin to the sweatshirt you've used to conceal your frayed skin. If you try to rely on him this time and let him cover you with his warmth, you wouldn't need to persist in the hot weather. Erwin could protect you with his devotion and care without forsaking your comfortability, without the need to resist and hide your vulnerability.

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"Just for you to know..." | Erwin x reader | Modern AU College AU | Corvey's chest ire67

Resume: locked up in the library with your ex-history professor.

Word count: +2000 words

Reader: !gn reader

Tw: +18

“Oh, could you fuck yourself, please?” you swore that math problem couldn’t be solved that way. Even if you copied it from the blackboard yourself. This new teacher you have had was shit.

Near you, some meters back in the shelves of the library, was a blond-haired, blue-eyed tall man. Even if you couldn’t see him, your History professor, Erwin Smith, was glaring intently at you. As he did so many times, without you noticing, of course. He would kill himself if you did. He knew it was inappropriate, he knew it, and even so, you were the light of his eyes, the only star he could ask for. Even more than that. You were like that kind of poem you would reread infinitely without caring about anything else.

At Shiganshina College School, as in all the others, the professor-student relationship was seen as a taboo. Sure, students were commonly over age, but they were still young and it was seen as something perverted. At some point, even he saw it that way, but the adoration his heart had for you was painful like anything else.

You were strong yourself, you were independent, confident, disciplined, fairfull, fearless… And your face, oh god, your smile drove him crazy. When you smiled, he felt his stomach flip. And when you laugh it was like a chill ocean mesmerized him.

But that all changed some weeks ago. You arranged a professor switch. He didn’t know why. Nor what he did wrong. Why would you want to do that? You were a top student in every sense of the name at his class. So why? That bothersome thought have had been in his mind since then. He couldn’t keep you out of his head.

This institution, as some of the most antique liberal ones, let the students set their preferences in terms of the professors they wanted to be teached by. But he was confused, why would you do that?… It was an endless cycle of revising all his past interactions with you, everything you made, everything you said… But he ended up with the same question with which he started. Why? Why had to be you from all his students? He just couldn’t explain it to himself.

He left the book he initially came for, leaving the place.

Hours later, you were about to exit that library which’s air was already weighing you down. You packed up your things, putting the pens and the highlighters in your suitcase, as well as itself and your books and notes in the bag. Maybe you had to think about a change of bag, it was already worn out and somewhat torn to the side.

To only step before the two huge doors that seemed unopened. 

“Shit, what?” You murmured, still making failed attempts to open it. “Oh, fine, marvellous” giving the wooden form of it a light punch you took some steps behind. 

Before you could took your phone, you saw a figure form in your left. When you turned around, you couldn’t believe what your eyes were seeing. Erwin, your old history professor, there, the one that you tried to avoid the most that you even switched classes. 

“Hey” he only said.

“Hey”

“It seems we are kind of stuck here, uh?” the Smith murmured with that low tone you loved.

Yeah, you were enchanted by your History professor. And that’s why you decided doing so for the best. Your califications weren’t suffering, but you were. It was such an impossible thing to just ignore all the stomach empty sensation, the breathless sentiment, the way your eyes sinked everytime he was in your vision camp… It was just so uncomfortable. 

You knew it was bad, but your heart surely didn’t care and that was dangerous. That relationship would be an aberration, in a sense, and you were sure he couldn¡t feel the same. I mean, he was him, Erwin Smith, he, from all the people, couldn’t like you for the simple reason you probably woruldn’t click. He was a man with a tidy life, a steady job and something he was determined to do until the end of his days. He was, what people call now, already "settled down". You obviously didn’t. I mean, you, a messy-A student, a young woman with a lot of things bumping on her head everyday, not even with the job you want, less with the life you want to make to yourself, how could you settle this uncertain destiny to someone that settled? You didn’t reach anymore than that question. You didn’t want to either.

“Yeah”you signed.

But you were now here, with the man of your dreams in front of you. And you didn’t even know how to deal with this situation.

You took your phone, and, even if the 45% of battery hit your eye reflection, you said, with an hopeful tone “Uh, fuck, I don’t have battery. Could you call the secretariat?”

He took a breath, like thinking for a moment and, without even taking his phone, he replied with a laugh  “Um… I don’t have battery either!” 

You signed, knowing that if you tell it was a lie and you actually had for some calls, he would think you are a strange person. So you stayed there, on your feet, not knowing what to say.

“I guess the only thing is left for us is just.. wait until we can get out of here” the blond murmured, like wanting to not let die the conversation.

“I guess” you afirmed, moving a bit your shoulders, uncomfortable because of the weight of your backpack.

“Uh, let me help you with that”he said, even if you were already putting it down, Erwin did it for you.

“Thanks” you said.

Kind.

As always.

So why? Why did you left?

Thought him, brushing his fingers, looking for a distraction..

“If this is gonna be that long, as you said, I’d just sit here and wait” you said, sitting on the very floor. With a mumble, he did the same.

After sometime looking into nothingness, he got a bit more comfortable, pushing his strong back to the shelves full on books, making himself comfortable. Not only because every second seemed longer, pushing him to talk or do something to let you know the chaos you created in him.

You saw him from the side of your eye, play a bit with his hands before talking aganfinally.

“Can I ask you a question?

“Sure, I guess”

“I guess?”

“I mean, if we are going to stay here like, all night, better talk. If you don’t want to read a book instead” 

You were out of words and, at the same time, talking, and that was dangerous.

“No, I’m good with just talking…”he said, for the way his voice sounded, you knew he was smiling. You could easily recreate that cute expression printed on his face.Every detail, every feature, every millimeter of it… “So… If you don’t mind me asking.. why did you switch classes? I know you are with Jaeger, with Grisha”you noticed despise in his tone when he pronounced that name.

The question hit you like a rock, you knew it was coming, but you don’t know how to answer, and you never knew how to improvise. You really were a nerd in that terms.

“Um…” you started, not knowing how to follow “It’s just… This semester just started so hectic, you know, and I just thought a practice subject could help me taking less time than a theory one”

Yeah, it was a bad excuse, but you thanked anything that was jumping between your last neurones working after that “practice easy subject” of yours for been able to make it up.

“Oh, I see”

“Yeah”

Some seconds passed, he was no longer playing with his fingers, his eyes were observing you intently something. At first, you thought it was a book from the shelve that was before you two, but then realized it was the nothingless itself.

“Yn” he called you by your name. He never have had called you by your name. “You are an A student, you may not be the best at studying or like your subjects the most, but you always push it through. And you always, with no steption, go for the best and the maximum you can. God, sometimes I eve question again how you could deal with your own subjects, one extra project, one dabete, one journalist report.. and I don’t know what more that semester last year… You are disciplined and capable enough, and I know it.. I know it really well. So, now I want the truth

Erwin’s words left you astonished. Yeah, you were greeted al the time, but it was like nothing of that mattered if your favorite professor told you this. It felt so special you were going to cry. 

You tried to calm down and looked at the front, breathed some times. Then looked at him. He was no longer your professor, and you were young and irresponsible. Just as you thought that many times earlier that two long months it took you to make that decision.

And you prepared to fait, to his refuse answer. You felt stupid. Trying something you knew how would it come. Well, it was as stupid as the math problems you were doing just some minutes before.

“I like you, Professor Smith”

His astonished face turning that fast to look at you surprised you less than you thought, his neck uncomfortable because of the position.

“that’s a fact. A fact that you don’t need, and, obviously, what I’m saying, won’t take care. But a fact in the end. So, for the food of the two of us, I decided for the good. It was better just don’t see you, seeing in that way a form of forget you”

That got out of your mouth dry as a dessert, not even looking at him anymore, your eyes connected with the wooden floor. You noticed there were more marks on it that in theother corridors. Logic, it was the entrance to the place. That place you were looked up with your professor. Ex-professor. A place, in which you’ll have to be in with him knowing this. At least, it couldn’t go worst.

“What… what made you feel this way?” out of the blue, you heard him ask you a question you didn’t have predicted at all.

You laughed at the irony of the situation “I don’t know, it could have been your kind actions towards the others.. or your protective caracter, or your voice, that low tone that.. fuck, it drives me crazy; or even your blond perfect hair just perfect, laying gracely on top of your head; your stupidly tall height” you heard him laugh, and your smile turned into another laugh, filling the less tensed up ambience “Or those stupid blue eyes you have… Probably a combination of all that with a bead of… you. I don’t know, it’s undescriptable. Nearly an unsolvable anagram” you said, looking at the now so interesting books in that shelve just infront of you two.

“You know, you too are an unsolvable anagram”he murmured, making his voice sound even lower. You turned to meet his eyes already looking so focused in yours.

“What are you saying?”

“Yn, deluded, have you eyes in your face? What were them all this time?”

“What?”all that shit that he wassaying was the real unsolvable thing here “What are you saying?”

“I thought you already saw me everytime I loose my eyes on you. While you are concentrated, that serious but humorous expression of yours… your face when you laugh,, talk, do nearly whatever” he lightly laughed, and it was the cutest thing your eys were graced with “fuck, i’m nearly obseseed with you, and you didn’t noticed? I was worried for nothing…”he looked away while saying this.

“So… live me a second… you just said you thought I switched classes because I thought you were a creep?” you turned seating again, while looking at him surprised.

He buried his head in his hand, frustrated, breathing heavily “yeah” 

“Oh, shit!” now the one laughing lightly was you “Fuck, so…”

“Yeah” you two laughed.

He also turned completely to you, making less space between you two.

“What a pair of idiots” he said.

“Yeah. So smart called and all, but..:”

“Kinda” he smiled widely.

“So…” at that point your bodies were that near you could breath his own.

You tried to say so, but he just smiled, again, nodding “yeah”.

Even if your glance was nervous and changing before, now, your eyes were trapped into his. And you knew it at that moment. You didn’t need words. 

You took air before doing what you’ve been doing in your dreams in that last lonely nights.

When your nose touched his, you two felt that explosive electriveness even in your gut. Nuzzling it in his face, your mouth wanted to reach already his leaps, but he asked first.

“Could I kiss you?” that was adorable from him, and you could just nod lightly, already exploring the last space between you and him.

The touch of his lips was just like heaven, soft and tender, not even rough. It was a slow kiss, as you could hear every romantic song you knew playing up in your head.

But something was wrong in that head of yours, you parted the kiss.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.. It’s…”you couldn’t say it, it was too painful as your stupid heart was still downing you into that heaven-like kiss.

“Inapropiate, yeah, I know. I obviously know, Yn. That’s why I didn’t tell you. And I wouldn’t if you didn’t… God” he layed against the shelves, at it looked that good that you had to look away “I knew it was a bad idea, I knew it! And what did I do? Follow it up!God, i’m the most irresponsible teacher ever” it was shown he was feeling so bad about it. 

And who could not? You were like that form the start, god, you were like that since you had fallen for him. But Erwin? All the pressure was on him. The older, the professor. The professor kissed his student. It never came the other way around. It was clear abuse of power and you couldn't do nothing about it, even if you wanted. It was just like that. No exceptions. 

But you loved him. So you talkedyour voice out loud.

“Hey, hey” you called, taking in between your hands his sloping shoulders “It’s not your fault. You wouldn’t have done anything if I didn’t say that to you. It’s not your fault… Not at all”

The way he looked at you with that thanking puppy eyes made your heart melt. In a mere second, you thought of a life together with him. A nice apartment, maybe a dog, a huge warm bed, a boring routine that wasn’t boring at all as you two made it work… That thought caused you fear. Fear of never can change that if it started. You got back in your movements, getting your arms far from his figure.

He noticed in a second and changed the expression to one of worry “Sorry, i’m doing it again! Fuck…”

When you two separated a bit, you already felt longing for the warmth of his body next to yours. You sign, out of yourself, asking him “I need to know… If we weren’t professor and student… would you…?”

He took a moment “Have you seen yourself? You are perfect, obviously I would”

That made you smile “I’m not as perfect as you think”

“No, I know that. But I love the way you try everyday to be perfect while not been so. That’s the most act of power a human could do. And that’s what made me fall for you”hee confessed, looking without any hesitation at you.

You didn’t need more, you thought, to let the destiny decide for you two. But for now, you wanted to decide yourself. 

Getting closer to Erwin, you surrounded his neck with your arms, letting them rest on his shoulders, feeling protected there, not caring about anything else, not even about the situation with your professor you were in. It was just you and him. No titles. No rules unless the ones you two set up with your bodies. And the possessive kiss that involved you both. 

That made you feel so much more than you thought a simple lips contact could make you feel. Pressure in your lungs, tensing muscles everywhere, search for more with your own mouth, just eating his out. 

He seemed to feel the same fast blood running his veins, as his glance at you while resting both heads together was one of full tiredness of waiting for that moment and the plenitude of knowing that he could sleep well this night, that tomorrow you will be by his side.

“Just for you to know” he said then.

“These stupid blue eyes are yours. Now, and forever”

Even if he could loose his job, even if your stinky life would be known in your name, that didn’t matter. It only mattered the incompressible way you two felt for each other that could break any of that taboos shit.

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Rings

Levi x gn reader

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Hange wasn’t sure if they should stay or run.

Levi’s room door was open ever so slightly and Hange Bering Hange just wanted a small look inside.

So you can imagine when they find Levi NO a sleeping Levi but that’s not all he was wrapped around your frame his face perfectly slotted in the crock of your neck.

Your arm around his lower back the other intertwined with his.

They had never seen their short friend so peacefully.

Then again Hange never thought they would see the day when shorty would fall for someone.

Taking a closer look at your face the notice you were one of the few captains under Mike leadership, you were quite often sticking to your self rather then being in a larger group of people and often sat alone at meals.

So it was a surprise to yourself when Hange Zoe soon followed by Moblit had decided to sit down in frount of you during breakfast the next morning.

“ hello my dear” they sounded to happy for 6 am.

You just looked at the two your eyes widened a little.

“If you are looking for Levi he is with the commander I think” you said before taking a sip of your tea.

“What no I was looking for you” they smiled their glasses falling down there nose a little.

“ Hange-san I don’t think they want to talk about it”Moblit said for ever the one with a thought of other.

“Soo” they added fully choseinf not to listen to their freind.

“So?” You raised an eyebrow.

"you and Levi” your eye widened ever so slightly.

"me and Levi what?" you question back taking another sip of your tea.

"ohh you know the fact that you two were holding each other in his office last night" the grin smugly making you goan.

"Hange i don't know what you want me to say" your hand draging down your face making the light catch onto your ring.

Hange was quick to take your left hand in their looking it over before looking back up at yourself before looking back at the ring, they did this a few more times to the point you though they were going to hurt their neck.

"You married," they said like it was a secret only they could know.

"yes hange I am married and have been for a few years now," you said slowly taking your hand from theirs, your eyes met Moblits before you saw the realisation in his eyes.

"hange-san don't you have to say good morning to the Titans?" you had never been so thankful for him always being by Change's side.

"your right we do need to do that" they spoke moving to stand up from the table before stoping.

"This isn't over my dear," they said making you laugh.

Late that day you were sitting with Erwin and Levi when Hange walks in you in't bother to look up from your paper work to focused in finishing it as quickly as you can so you could hopefully get some form of sleep that night.

"hey, Levi did you know {y/n} was Married " they spoke with a grin.

Hange was expecting Levi to give a smart-ass repsone but in sted he held up his left hand showing the same silver ring that adorned your left hand.

"h how when you didn't you tell me" they cried out looking between the two of you.

"it isn't a big deal four-eyes"levi spoke passing another paper to Erwin.

"wow not a big deal your sleeping in your office tonight love" you laugh, making Levi look up a soft smile daring to paper upon his face.

"oh yeah is that a freit brat" he quips back.

"now now you two" Erwin laughs it was rare to see Levi let this side of him out.

For the remainder of the night, change made you and Levi, well mainly you tell them the story of how you both met and ended up married.

it was safe to say that you didn't get much sleep that nigh.

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I’m Sunshine, and this is my yandere request blog! I write yandere oneshots, headcannons, and scenarios for your entertainment with a maximum character limit of four. Below is a list of rules and what I will write for!! :)

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I will write for:

nsfw (fair warning, it may not be very good) ❣️on that note, I only write for sub characters. ❣️

suggestive content

fluff

most kinks, with exceptions for watersports, spit, and degradation

I will write for GN, afab, and explicitly fem readers only, because I don’t know enough to write about male readers to feel comfortably, sorry!!

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Bo Sinclair                                                                                                             

Vincent Sinclair                                                                                                     

Bubba Sawyer                                                                                                       

Thomas Hewitt                                                                                                       

Candyman                                                                             

Brahms Heelshire                                                                                                 

PHANTOM OF THE OPERA

Erik                                                                                   

ARCANE

Silco

ATTACK ON TITAN

Levi Ackerman

Erwin Smith

Bertholdt Hoover (early 20s)

TWISTED WONDERLAND (actual college)

Riddle Rosehearts

Azul Ashengrotto

Rollo Flamme

BLACK BUTLER

Claude Faustus

Sebastian Michaelis

Ciel Phantomhive (early 20s)

William T. Spears

DEMON SLAYER

Tanjiro Kamado (early 20s)

Yushiro Yamamoto

Muzan Kibutsuji

DISNEY VILLAINS

Judge Claude Frollo

Captain Hook

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Erik Destler (Phantom of the Opera, Musical!Erik and Book!Erik, plus a sprinkle of Cherik.)

General yandere nsfw headcannons 💜

Self indulgent nsfw post💜: part one and two

Erik getting reader pregnant headcannons 💜

Desperate Erik oneshot with cowgirl and facesitting 💜

Erik with a mommy kink headcannons (cannon in all my works) 💜

General kissing with Erik 💜

Erik with voice kink, auralism, and scent kink headcannons 💜

Erik’s nsfw alphabet 💜

Would Erik like to be called babydoll? 💜

Forever and Always, You. Valentine’s Day oneshot (unless someone requests another part and gives some ideas 👀) 💜

Erik with a mommy kink oneshot 💜

A Chance With You series: one💜 two💜 three(in progress)

Cherik general yandere headcannons 💜

Musical!Erik with mirror sex oneshot 💜

Reader making Erik a scarf and he gets whiny because they aren’t paying attention to him 💜

Rollo Flamme

Fragile: Rollo slips you a sleeping potion so he can have your affection while you’re asleep 🔔

Brahms Heelshire

Reader who flinches when he raises his hand 💷

Eyeless Jack

Nsfw alphabet 💙

Ticci Toby

Soft reader headcannons 🪓

Mandela Catalogue

Mark Heathcliff headcannons 🔫

Adam and Jonah x reader from irl 📹📼

Human Cesar Torres headcannons ☎️

Michael Afton

Ghost Michael headcannons 🔦

Withered Bonnie

General headcannons🐰⚙️

Funtime Crew

Touch starved reader 🎉🎈

Silco

Soft reader 💉

Ebenezer Scrooge

Nsfw alphabet 💰

[nixie-writes-aot]

Veteran Trio General Relationship Headcanons

Warnings: N/A

Pairings: Erwin Smith x gn reader, Hange Zoe x gn reader, Levi Ackerman x gn reader

Word Count: 700

Erwin Smith

- Erwin is a major workaholic. He is a struggle to get to take a break but if you ask, he might fold and take a break

- He's poetic honestly. Erwin chooses his words extremely carefully and will often take a few minutes just to make sure hes saying exactly what he wants to

- Erwin 100% refuses to put you just anywhere during expeditions. He wants you close to soldiers like Levi and Hange, probably put you in one of their squads actually

- While you, like pretty much everyone, doesn't really know what hes thinking unless he tells you, Erwin is likely to tell you. He wants you to know, actually

- Your dates with Erwin often take place in actual restaurants. He wants only the best for you and both of you know just how down bad this man is

- Erwin at first struggles with growing attached, knowing the death rate of scouts. Especially new scouts. He would probably initiate but only after the first expedition

- Erwin probably ended up comforting you, lending you his bed and just. Being there with you. For you, really. He probably wakes you whenever you have a nightmare and then consoling you via holding you, talking through it with you

- Once you and him get closer and start dating, he's not one to shy away from telling you that he loves you. Albeit he's definitely not big on PDA and the only ones who know are probably Miche, Hange, and Levi

Hange Zoe

- Hange, unlike Erwin and Levi, just looks for reasons to stop working. Unless its regarding titans, of course. Not even you can get them to stop any work involving titans

- They often say the first thing to pop up in their head, not caring how blunt or eloquent it is

- Again, unlike the other two, they will drag you into their work. Going on all kinds of tangents. If you show a vested interest, Hange will probably be shocked for a moment and then stare at you as if you're holding the answers to the world inside of you. Hange will then probably get incredibly affectionate, dragging you into a hug and exclaiming some compliment 

- Dates with Hange are typically spent over a table somewhere, them talking your ear off. Again, probably about titans. Its a subject they never tire on, honestly. During these dates, they are extremely perceptive as to your needs

- You are one of the few that has been able to help Hange through their anger

- After your first expedition, they held you and they spoke about their own expeditions in the past. Just rocking back and forth, tracing shapes on your skin with their fingers

- Unlike Levi and Erwin, they get attached quickly and surprisingly they never grew to fear getting attached

Levi Ackerman

- Levi is a workaholic but for different reasons to Erwin. Whereas Erwin is one because he has a goal or is planning something, Levi is hiding from himself via working. That and its his job. You can normally get him to take a break or two

- Levi is very blunt and crass, uncaring how "unprofessional" he is. With you, he gets even more blunt. Despite that same bluntless that increases around you, Levi almost never says he loves you

- His way of stating his affections is mostly by noticing the tiniest things about you. Levi will then take what he's seen and pour it into something. Often this means practical gifts or words of encouragement or praise. Albeit the latter is rarer than the former

- Levi takes you on dates, more often than not, in the forested area near the Scouts' base or even "dates" that seem more like ODM training. He loves nature and loves you so, for him, the answer was both easy and the only one there was: combine two things he loves

- You are one of the few that ever got any details about his life before the scouts. He grew attached to you, after all. Which wasn't easy

- Unlike Erwin, his fear of getting attached wasn't just due to the death rate but also due to another factor. The most important of which was that he doesn't exactly trust easy

- However, once he did trust you? It was unshakable. No matter what, his trust was yours to either nourish or ruin

- After your first expedition, he was by your side. He had offered his bath, his bed. Levi didn't really leave your side  not really speaking like Hange and Erwin but providing the comfort of not being alone

[bluebellhairpin]

work song

Erwin Smith X Reader

Summary: Erwin needs help marking a class paper. You're called in, and domesticity ensues.

Warnings: Modern AU. Bit of making out, alluded to further smut but also doesn't. Selfship coded (but dw, it's just concepts/relationships, physical descriptions are non-existent). Reader is called 'Mrs Smith' like once though, otherwise GN/no pronouns used.

Listening to: 'Work Song' by Hozier - "I just think about my baby, I'm so full of love I could barely eat... No grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to her."

Masterlist || Ko-Fi

It was almost 10 PM when your husband called you from his study. “Honey, come here for a second?” 

You looked between the dog head resting on your lap, and the half-finished movie playing on the TV. You knew when he called you at a time like this, it was going to be a long haul. Grading papers wasn’t ever easy, but when he needed your help you knew he was stuck - you always doubted how much you could help, he promised you helped more than you knew. 

Elle Woods would have to wait. 

You petted Atticus’ head, a half apology for having to remove yourself as the Rottweiler's pillow (he would follow you, he always did), before scampering off down the hall to the study which, tonight, was Erwin's. 

Really, the room was shared. The wall opposite the door held the only window in the room, curtains shut but the window itself was open - the warmish breeze blowing in proved so. The walls were painted a dark green to contrast the gold picture frames and the red rug on the floor. Either side of the room held a desk, personalized to match you on the right, and your husband on the left. The - the prize of the whole room - the bookshelf. It spanned from floor to ceiling, and surrounded the doorway - an ode to try and wash yourself full of knowledge as soon as you walked into the space. 

You dreamt of having a room like this since you were a teenager. 

Erwin noticed your presence before he even looked up from where he was hunched over a stack of messy papers. The hand that previously housed his head reached out to you wordlessly, and as you walked closer it snaked around your hips to pull you closer. 

“Do you have him in your classes?” Erwin asked, tapping the name at the top of the papers he was grading. You lent down, reading the messy scrawl and hiding a wince. 

“I do,” you said quietly, “Why?” 

“Because,” he said, sighing, “I’m struggling a little.” He slowly pulled you down onto his lap, resting his forehead between your shoulders. “Read through it for me?” 

You hummed, agreeing, then turned to press a kiss to his blond hair before going back to the papers and reading over them yourself. 

Minutes ticked by as you read over the character analysis from Jane Eyre. You’d heard Atticus trot in, take his place somewhere on your rug, and behind you Erwin stayed quiet. He was quite still aside from one instance when he inched a hand under the hem of your shirt. You were going to start wriggling in protest, staying something about not being a distraction - but he read you like a book. 

“I’m not starting anything. You’re just warm,” he mumbled, “And soft.” he pressed a kiss to your back through your shirt, then sat idle again, this time with a hand snugly pressed to your tummy. 

However, as you kept on reading the paper, you came to realize it was messy, at best. You wondered a little how it came to be that one of your students produced a paper quite like this - both Smith’s prided themselves on taking the time to make sure their students did their best. While this one was never top of the class, he was never quite this bad either. 

You took note of the name scrawled at the top again, then hummed. 

“Did you realize this is the same Jaeger as -”

“- as the World War II professor who teaches in block two.” Erwin finished. “Yes I am aware.” You could hear the crease in his brow - a skill only picked up after so long knowing him. 

“Well excuse me for trying to impart fresh knowledge on your impressionable brain.” 

“He’s Zeke’s kid brother from his fathers second marriage.” 

“How the hell do you even just know that.” you said, “I never even knew his name was Zeke.” 

“What, does it even matter?” 

“As smart as you are, you can be a silly man sometimes.” you said, turning to wrap an arm over his broad shoulder, then quietly added; “Their father passed away on the weekend. I don’t know how close their relationship was, but considering this is dated to yesterday, I’d say some grief is showing.” 

“I’ll try and sit down with him then,” Erwin said, “See if we can revise it together.” 

He was still resting his head on you, tired no doubt - you hoped this would be the last one of the night, that maybe you could persuade him to an early bed since he’d been lacking such a luxury the past week. How you longed to see those blue eyes, how they looked framed by a face of barely there freckles and sun kisses - but you knew he’d rather have a few more moments to keep them closed. 

That didn't mean your mind didn’t wander, though. 

“So how did you know Zeke’s name?” you asked, one hand wandering down to rest on top of his. 

“We went to the same college.” Erwin said after a moment's wait. “He persistently tried to steal my boyfriend.” 

“Which one,” you started, “Your D’n’D bestie, or the one that now works as a janitor?” 

“Miche was never my boyfriend and you know that,” he said, pinching your hip, “And that janitor’s name is Levi. Just so you know.” 

“I think he kind of was,” you mused, mind dwelling on Miche, “Normal best friends don’t experiment like you said you both did.” You were finished, but then added with a teasing smile, ”Just so you know.” 

“I would have to say, since you’re bringing it up, that we should agree neither of us did ‘normal’ things with our best friends and leave it at that.” He said, finally opening his eyes up at you with a look that spoke a hundred teasing words. “Look, both of us married our best friend.” 

“I’d say that’s normal. Healthy even. Wouldn’t have wanted to have married someone I didn’t like this much.” you said with a smile. 

“Well good, because I like you too,” Erwin said, a sly smile reaching his eyes, “Might even love you a bit as well.” He loved you a lot, actually. He told you so very often.

“I quite like the idea of that.” you replied, leaning forward to kiss the corner of his mouth. He only hummed, chasing your lips for another, and another. 

The hand on your stomach pulled you closer, your thighs pressed down onto his. The fingers you grazed over his undercut were met with a light groan of approval. Your free hands met, fingers laced together tightly like a lifeline among the soft push and pull that was the slow mind-melting kisses granted in this moment. 

You barely pulled away, wishing to stay just like that forever. “How many more do you have left?” 

His eyes had stayed closed, lips were seeking yours on instinct - longing for the soft comfort your taste brought - but his head all but shook. 

“None anymore.” he said, stealing another tired and slow kiss. “Take me to bed Mrs Smith.”

[littlerequiem]

𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝐀𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒.

— we all bleed red - vampire levi x f!reader NSFW

1880, Paris. What was meant to be an evening of lifeless smiles and dancing turns into a night of horror, filled with bloodshed and vampires. You meet Him, the man with dark eyes and darker secrets, and your life is toppled forever. ˚⁎⁺ ongoing, 122k, 20/35

— we mourned the sea - postwar levi x f!reader NSFW

Levi hasn't seen you in a year, and he wonders how you will find him. Changed, perhaps. Broken, definitely. or: After the war, you and Levi learn to live in this new world. ˚⁎⁺ ongoing, 6k, 1/12

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒.

— the hitchhiker's guide to isekai - levi x gn!reader

Levi gets transported to the real world. Chaos ensues. Isekai/slice of life. ⁎⁺ completed, 1.1k

— midnight ventures - levi x f!reader NSFW

You shouldn’t have looked and he shouldn’t have been there. But Fate can have a funny sense of humor. The punchline that night? Stumbling onto your naked Captain in a hot spring… and doing something about it. ⁎⁺ completed, 11.7k

— a lesson in dancing - levi x gn!reader

Levi doesn't think you should be with an old man like him. You show him otherwise. ⁎⁺ completed, 2.2k

— wings of snow, wings of freedom - levi x gn!reader

You teach Levi how to make snow angels. Turns out warm things can blossom in winter, too. ⁎⁺ completed, 1.4k

— with you, at the end of all things - levi x gn!reader

You and the Captain stare at the ghosts of the Survey Corps at Fort Salta, and say your goodbyes. You are glad to be with him, at the end of all things. A tribute to Levi. ˚⁎⁺ completed, 1.4k

— you honor them by living - a levi ackerman gen fic

He learned the rules from a young age: Sleep only for a few hours. Sleep with one eye open. Sleep with a weapon tucked under a pillow. And no matter what, don't look back. ˚⁎⁺ completed, 1k

�� enchanted - levi ackerman x gn!reader

Levi Ackerman, Humanity's Strongest Wizard, enters a quaint violin shop to buy himself an instrument. And then, he meets you. ˚⁎⁺ completed, 1.1k

— cause i'm a mastermind - levi ackerman x f!reader NSFW

Levi has had enough of holding back from you. He's played this Game of cat and mouse for far too long. Tonight, he puts an end to it. ˚⁎⁺ completed, 5.5k

— if we meet again, we shall smile - erwin smith x levi ackerman

Was continuing to live in this wretched world really what Erwin deserved? Maybe he deserved more. Salvation. Levi's decision in Midnight Sun. ˚⁎⁺ completed, 2.3k

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 / 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.

Levi x Erwin SFW drabbles

Levi x Reader SFW drabbles

Levi x Reader NSFW drabbles

Levi Ackerman Thoughts/Headcannons

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒.

Levi Week 2023

Levi Month 2024

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[daryascurse]

THE CABIN MASTERLIST

── Who's surviving the night? Final descriptions/ titles subject to change at publication. All tags, descriptions, etc., are taken from the original author; please see individual posts for more information.

(back to the cabin door) (participation rules)

S L A S H E R

🔪 “Season in Hell” by @blondeboyfriend : Hyakunosuke Ogata (Golden Kamuy) - The summer camp you're working at is being terrorized by a unseen force that is picking off your fellow counselors one by one.

🔪 “UNTITLED” by @spiteless-xo : Eren Jaeger [maybe + Jean Kirstein] (Attack on Titan) - home invasion.

🔪 “UNTITLED” by @hash-slinging-slasher-trash : Tomura Shigaraki (My Hero Academia) - and the calls were coming from inside the house.

🔪 “The Sleepover” by @stephisokay modern au Sabo x Reader Games, drinks, and sex are what’s at your usual sleepover. In this sleepover, crushes, deception and corpses are additional and free!

S U P E R N A T U R A L / P S Y C H O L O G I C A L

🏚️ "Quiet Through the Trees" by @daryascurse(me): modern au Erwin Smith x Reader A haunted ranch and one lonely handsome farmhand - this could be the most intriguing airbnb listing you've seen.

🏚️ “The Devil Pays More” by @mochimooon : modern au Jean Kirstein x afab!Reader To bolster your resumé before your last year at university, you snag a summer internship at a local start-up. On the surface, everything appears standard—a cute colleague, a creepy boss, disappearing interns, a cult—?

🏚️ “Them Changes” by @rougepancake : Dio Brando x afab!Reader You and your… rather odd friend get snowed in a cabin together in the middle of summer. What you don’t know is that he’s withholding some rather interesting information from you. Just what exactly have you gotten yourself into?

🏚️ “Reigen Arataka: Your Lover, Your Prey” by @arabaka : Arataka Reigen (Mob Psycho 100) x Reader Reader is a kitsune going through her first heat cycle; unfortunately, your boyfriend Reigen is asleep when it first strikes... Maybe you can get away with it... Just maybe...

🏚️ “UNTITLED” by @soleilnomoon : Izou (One Piece) - haunted / cursed mirror trope.

🏚️ “UNTITLED” by @kiirschtein : Megumi Fushiguro *aged up (Jujutsu Kaisen) - ghost boy starts to fall for the pretty new owner of the house he’s stuck in.

🏚️ “UNTITLED” by @stariwrites : Mikoto Suoh (K Project) - mayhem-causing vampire group; inspired by The Lost Boys. 🏚️ “UNTITLED” by @mriachka : Quanxi (Chainsaw Man) - summer meet-cute which slowly descends into horror.

C R E A T U R E F E A T U R E

🧜🏽‍♀️ "cicadas in the background" by @callmeburgor modern au Kisame Hosigaki x gn!Reader Fresh air, scenic views, and a beautiful lake offer a perfect retreat when you need to escape life's troubles. But your peace, however, is shattered when rowdy campers move into the cabin next to yours and an eerie presence in the lake takes a keen interest in you.

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[h8ani]

Updated Rules List

With my new updated list I’m going to be listing all the requests I’ll be accepting, what fandoms I write for and how you should go about requesting them :)

But also if you are an ageless/blank blog or a minor please do not request me, follow me or interact with me as you will be blocked. thank you.

I also write both nsfw & sfw content, I also label it on my writings I post. I don’t shy away from anything really so if you’re unsure just send me a message and I’ll clarify if I do!

Things I’ll write for: yandere, noncon/dubcon, fluff, angst, smut, age gap, stepcest, professor/student, sensei/student, spanking, choking, slapping, torture, abuse, female x male, drug use, use of sex toys, abusive relationships, issues with eating, etc type shit

Things I won’t write for: anal, piss/shit play, boy x boy, girl x girl (I’m not super comfortable in my writing yet to write for same sex couples yet I hope you guys understand!)

Fandoms I write for:

Attack on Titan - Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Zeke Yeager, Armin Arlert, Reiner Braun, Bertholdt Hoover, Erwin Smith, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Porco Galliard

Hunter x Hunter - Chrollo, Feitan, Shalnark, Kurapika, Leorio, Hisoka, Ging, Illumi, Wing, Kite, Pokkle

Naruto - Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha, Itachi Uchiha, Obito Uchiha, Shisui Uchiha, Kakashi Hatake, Minato Namikaze, Shikamaru Nara, Gaara, Neji Hyuga, Kiba Inuzuka, Deidara, Sasori, Pain/Yahiko, Iruka Umino, Shino Aburame, Hidan, Kankuro, Sai, Genma Shiranui, Izumo Kamizuki, Kotetsu Hagane, Hayate Gekko

Tokyo Revengers - Takemichi Hanagaki, Manjiro Sano, Chifuyu Matsuno, Shuji Hanma, Takashi Mitsuya, Kazutora Hanemiya, Tetta Kisaki, Atsushi Sendo, Nahoya Kawata, Souya Kawata, Ken Ryuguji, Shinichiro Sano, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Naoto Tachibana, Izana Kurokawa, Inui Seishu

Tokyo Ghoul - Ken Kaneki, Hideyoshi Nagachika, Uta, Ayato Kirishima, Nishio Nishiki, Koutarou Amon

Ouran Highschool Host Club - Kyoya Ootori, Tamaki Suoh, Takashi Morinozuka, Hitachiin Hikaru, Hitachiin Kaoru,

Wind Breaker - Haruka Sakura, Akihiko Nirei, Kyotaro Sugashita, Hayato Suo, Mitsuki Kiryuu, Ren Kaji, Hajime Umemiya, Toma Hiragi, Choji Tomiyama, Jo Togame, Kota Sako

Haikyuu - Shoyo Hinata, Tobio Kageyama, Kei Tsukishima, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Yu Nishinoya, Ryunosuke Tanaka, Keishin Ukai, Tooru Oikawa, Hajime Iwaizumi, Tetsuroo Kuroo, Kenma Kozume, Kentaro Kyotani, Kotaro Bokuto, Keiji Akaashi, Eita Semi, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Yuji Terushima, Naoyasu Kuguri, Shinsuke Kita, Atsumu Miya, Rintaro Suna, Osamu Miya

Fruits Basket - Shigure Sohma, Kyo Sohma, Kureno Sohma, Yuki Sohma, Hatori Sohma, Hatsuharu Sohma, Momiji Sohma

Demon Slayer - Tanjiro Kamado, Zenitsu Agatsuma, Inosuke Hashibira, Genya Shinazugawa, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Gyomei Himejima, Muichiro Tokito, Kyojuro Rengoku, Giyu Tomioka, Tengen Uzui, Obanai Iguro, Muzan Kibutsuji, Doma, Akaza

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The covers of my fics are NOT supposed to be artwork, but to enhance the mood of the following fic

All pictures that don't have a source reference are AI generated by me (AI Mirror) and therefore NOT MY ART

Others are screencaps of the anime itself or other anime/manga

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About requests on this blog

Your requests are always welcomed, no matter what time or what day – get in that inbox!

It might take a while for me to actually publish it though, so stay patient

I won't write anon request I don't 100% feel anymore so be prepared that your anon request might not get published

I will write non-anon requests almost granted though (as long as you follow me!)

At the moment you are able to request for Attack on Titan, Jujutsu Kaisen and Demon Slayer – a detailed list can be found underneath

If I don’t write a specific request, I will answer it with saying that so you don’t wait for nothing. Exceptions: -> you want something out of my don'ts -> you are non-anon and don't follow me

Don’ts

Everything outside the universe I’m writing in

(modern au, fairy-tale au, that whole actor thing, fandom mixed up with legends or mythical creatures, just basically everything that isn’t related to the anime/manga directly)

I exclusively write fem! or gn! Reader (but mosty fem) x male!character as this is what I’m comfortable with – no male x character

Really long and detailed requests

At the moment I'm not interested in writing hcs - if I still write your request, I will do so in a "normal" way, if not at all I'll let you know!

requests that contain sensitive topics without a trigger warning

Wants

kind tone

Short and sweet requests (2-3 sentences with some details here and there; in Germany we say “in der Kürze liegt die Würze”)

Feel free to leave a wish for the cover of your fic!

You can ask for smut, however these fics take me some time to write

I'm a sucker for angst/hurt/comfort hehe

Characters I’m writing for

Jujutsu Kaisen

Satoru Gojo

Suguru Geto

Kento Nanami

Megumi Fushiguro

Toji Fushiguro

Choso Kamo

Yuji Itadori

Ryomen Sukuna

Toge Inumaki

Ino Takuma

Complilations (many characters separately in the same setting)

Attack on Titan

Levi Ackerman

Eren Jaeger

Erwin Smith

Jean Kirstein

Rainer Braun

Porco Galliard

Complilations

Demon Slayer

Kyojuro Rengoku

Tanjiro Kamado

Inosuke Hashibira

Uzui Tengen

Giyu Tomioka

Yoriichi

Akaza

Kokushibo

Complilations